You think youīre a big shot.
Donīt you?
You...
Nope.
Youīve been nine months here. You pay nothing.
Well līm sorry.
Are you stupid?
Well thatīs all līve got.
l should kill you right now.
Well what are you waitinī for?
Thatīs no way to start a friendship.
Visitor.
You donīt look too good, Mr. Riggins.
līm Clive Connelly. līm an attach?
at the American Embassy in Gourna.
līm here to help you.
Well, līve been here for almost a year now.
The American governmentīs a little reluctant to help
an ex-Special Forces who gets himself...
locked up for smuggling weapons.
- You fucked up. - No shit.
Mike, l hope you donīt mind me callinī you Mike...
īcause l understand you got a problem with authority.
You think youīre special. Laws donīt apply to you.
Obviously youīre wrong about that, pal.
So get to your point.
Well...
youīre a permanent resident
of the worst fuckinī prison in the world.
You owe a lot of money
to a couple īa very dangerous men.
You stay in here much longer youīre gonna be a dead man.
Youīre a dead man on the outside, unless...
Unless what?
l got a proposition for you.
One that could get you outta here...
with a hundred thousand dollars in your pocket.
We have a complex situation.
One thatīs a little too politically delicate...
for us to be directly involved in.
An American citizen has been kidnapped.
Sheīs been held for the past eighteen months...
at a compound near the Black Sea.
By this man. Vlado Karadjov.
Calls himself a warlord.
So why didnīt you go get her yourself?
l guess diplomacy failed.
The fuck wanted money.
The American government doesnīt pay ransoms.
All right.
līll get you the girl, but,
itīs gonna cost you two hundred thousand.
Fine.
- When do l get my money? - Ten thousand now.
The rest when you deliver the girl.
Twenty now.
l just happen... to have an extra ten grand.
Now, my number is on speed dial on the cell phone.
And this is a list of people that may be helpful to you.
There could be one problem.
The girl might resist. We think sheīs been drugged.
What do you mean?
One of our negotiators was allowed to talk to her.
He got the impression that she...
was developing sympathy for her kidnappers.
Which isnīt that uncommon
when youīve been kept for this long a period.
We think the first guy you should visit is here.
Zoran Posternoff.
He runs a nightclub in the City Center named...
Club Thirty-three. l know.
Whereīs Zoran?
Riggins.
What the hell are you doing here?
Business.
Business? Sit down.
Business? You owe me thirty thousand.
l got ten right here.
- And? - The rest, if you help me.
- How? - l need to see Vlado Karadjov.
Why?
Heīs holding an American girl hostage.
Take my advice.
Karadjov has powerful allies.
Nobody fucks with him and lives to tell about it.
Nobody.
- So where can l find him? - Okay.
Wait here.
līm gonna see what l can do for you.
Okay?
Hi. You want a drink?
You read my mind. līll have raki.
- Make it big. - Okay.
Youīre American, you stay in Gourna?
Well, that depends on you two.
Hereīs to having a good time.
You are coming with us.
Hold him down.
You still owe me ten. Remember, ten.
Nice to see you havenīt changed.
Get him out of here.
Move.
What are you doing in my city?
līm here about a woman.
What woman?
Ana Gale.
How much?
What do you mean?
Each time someone comes with a bigger offer.
Only not big enough.
How much this time?
Nothinī.
Nothing?
Nothing.
Her family wants her back.
lf you come here again,
l am not going to just shoot you.
See, l donīt like guns.
You shoot people, and hospitals keep them alive.
Okay. Weīre through.
- What else you got? - What else?
You got the Gloc G-two eighty-two
that can open a hole inside of a tank, you know?
Baretta ninety-two with ultra fire.
Also, AK-forty-seven with extended rounds.
Uh, titanium hull points.
What else you can possibly need?
How about some night-vision optics,
some stun grenades.
C-four.
Are you going to fight a fucking army?
And some remote bomb triggers.
Whatever.
Well, l got an appointment with Vlado Karadjov.
- Are you crazy? - Apparently.
Have you picked out your coffin yet?
He lives in a military base.
Heīs friends with General Drago.
The Butcher of Sobrewsky, he make Milosevic look like a lump.
Oh, l know.
You donīt have chance. Oh.
Where is that base?
Mama, Mama.
Vlado.
General Drago
Donīt be scared.
Letīs try that again.
līm here to rescue you.
Youīre goinī home.
You wonīt scream?
Are you sure?
Help. Help.
Let go.
Get in.
Come on.
Let me go.
Hey, you gonna stop fighting, and get in the car?
No.
Okay.
- Donīt you dare. - Come on, you. Get in.
Let me go.
Let me out of here.
Let me out of here. Let me go.
You son of a bitch.
Let me out of here.
l could have been killed.
You gonna try to run again?
No.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Well, līm here to get you away from the kidnappers.
What kidnappers?
Vlado Karadjov.
l wasnīt kidnapped.
- You werenīt? - No.
You werenīt drugged or somethinī?
What? No.
Well, why were you with Vlado then?
Because l wanted to be.
l work for a health organization.
l came here two years ago after a meningitis outbreak.
Once we got it under control...
he made me an offer to take care of his hemophiliac son.
Look. Somethinī isnīt right here.
Whatīs not right is that you kidnapped me.
My information says you were abducted.
Well youīd better check your sources again...
because līm going to the police,
- and līm going to talk... - Look, park your tongue...
for a second so l could think.
All right. līm gonna take you to the American Embassy in Luka.
Why?
Because theyīre payinī me to bring you back.
Paying you?
l was at the Embassy five months ago to extend my visa.
All right, well,
l canīt go back without you, so...
youīre cominī with me. Get in the car.
Hey. Stay quiet.
Sit.
Good morning, American Embassy.
How may l direct your call?
Mike Riggins for Mr. Clive Connelly.
- Are you sure, sir? - Yeah, līm sure. Heīs a, um,
attach? for you guys.
līll check for you, sir. Please hold.
- Hello, sir? - Hello?
Thereīs no one listed by that name.
What, did you check all departments?
Yes sir. No listing for Clive Connelly.
No Clive Connelly?
Nope. līm sorry, sir.
- Hello? - Mike. Clive Connelly.
Yeah, l called the Embassy. Youīre no attach? or...
Mike, let me explain.
Explain what?
Mike, Clive Connellyīs not my real name.
What are you talkinī about?
ltīs an alias l use. l told you this is a sensitive situation.
This is bullshit. l spoke to this girl.
Sheīs...she was... she wasnīt kidnapped.
Mike. Sheīs been brainwashed.
She lives in a Army camp for Godīs sake.
Sheīs become sympathetic to her kidnappers.
- l told you that. - What?
Ask her her name.
- Go ahead. Ask her her name. - Whatīs your name?
- My name? - Your name. Whatīs your name?
Ana Gale.
Sheīs lying. Her real nameīs Ana Robbins.
Well what does that prove?
lt proves that in her state of mind she canīt be trusted.
Well, neither can you.
How do l know who the hell you are?
Come on, Mike. You think l could īa got...
you outta prison... without pulling political strings?
What? Whatīs he saying?
līll tell you what. Letīs meet somewhere...
and līll prove to you everything l said is true.
Mike, where are you now?
- Somewhere close. - Okay.
Now listen. Thereīs a reservoir just outside of town.
No, no. A public place.
The Town Center Main Plaza in... thirty minutes.
Okay. Bring the girl, all right?
Just bring the money.
- Prick. - Whatīd he say?
He said your real name is Ana Robbins.
That was my birth name.
So whyīd you lie about that?
l took my motherīs maiden name over a year ago, okay?
l donīt care anymore.
līm gonna see that guy,
find out what the problem is.
- And me? - Youīre gonna stay right here.
Fine.
What the hell? Get off me.
- No. - Sorry.
- Mike. - You got twenty seconds...
to give me my money.
- ltīs not necessary. - And the snipers?
What are you talking about?
Call them off, you lyinī piece īa shit.
- Theyīre there for our protection. - You got ten seconds.
- Seven. Six. Five. - All units stand down.
All units stand down.
- Whereīs my money? - Whereīs my girl?
Somewhere safe.
You should have brought her with you, Mike.
You must be fuckinī jokinī.
Look, maybe we got off on the wrong foot.
l should have been more forthcoming.
- But the situation... - Has changed.
l wanna know who the fuck you are and who sent you.
l work for the U.S. government.
ltīs a special division of the C.l.A.
Thatīs why l was able to work the prison deal for you.
Why?
- We want the girl. - But she wasnīt kidnapped.
Yes, l know that.
Well, who is she?
Thatīs none īa your business.
Well, l wanna see my money now.
Mike, līm prepared to offer you substantially more money...
if you just give the girl to me now.
Well, that sounds like a real good offer.
l think l have a better one. How about fuck you?
What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?
Drago wants you dead, Vlado wants you dead.
You have nowhere to go.
Maybe if l bring her back, theyīll pay me.
Sit down, Mike.
- Sit down. - You wanna kill me, go ahead.
Youīll never find her.
Move it, hurry.
Now. Stay on him.
Heīs on a black bike. A black bike.
Keep an eye out for the girl.
Connelly, weīre approaching the.
That jackass. Where the hell does he think heīs goinī?
Drago. Heīs headed right towards you.
...at the Square
Do not lose that son of a bitch, do not lose him.
...innocent.
Mr. Robbins?
Clive Connelly on the phone for you.
About time.
- What do you have for me? - līm still workinī on it.
What do you mean youīre workinī on it?
l hear Anaīs not with Vlado anymore.
- Yeah, thatīs right. - So, whatīs the problem?
Thereīs no problem.
Donīt worry about it. līve got it under control.
No, Clive, you donīt.
Because if you did, we would have Ana right now.
What if this guy goes AWOL and...
decides to cross the border with her?
General Drago,
who controls the border, is on our payroll.
Riggins wonīt get across it. lt wonīt happen.
Well, that better be the fucking case, Clive.
līve got a lot on the line here.
See what you can find out about this Riggins guy.
Right away, sir.
All right. Weīre gettinī out.
Damn it.
Drago, we need to talk.
When l find that fuckinī American...
līm gonna kill him.
Not likely.
Riggins is very, very well trained.
General, the guy walked into your camp...
blew the place to shit, and walked out with the girl.
Excuse me. What are you saying, līm incompetent?
No, līm saying you donīt understand...
who the fuck youīre dealing with.
The American līll kill for free.
What do you propose for the girl?
ltīs a hundred thousand dollars in cash.
You can do whatever the fuck you want with Riggins.
But l get the girl.
Volker just may have a problem with that.
Fuck Vlado. Because of him all this happened.
He brought the girl to your camp
without considering the consequences.
General, you work for me.
You do what l need to have done... and thereīs another
four hundred thousand dollars for you.
Deal.
Theyīre at a train station. Letīs go.
How do l get to Clogdale?
The Ested departs in twenty minutes.
Where do you think youīre goinī?
Let go of me. līm callinī for help.
No youīre not. l donīt care whatīs goinī on...
but līm not fuckinī around anymore.
Okay. Letīs go.
- How did you find me? - The bellboy.
Just get on.
So how come everyoneīs lookinī for you?
l have no idea.
l donīt.
Thereīs somethinī youīre not tellinī me.
Look, why donīt you ask your employer why he really sent you.
He already told me.
And you believe that?
Great.
Get down.
Look.
Come on.
Do not shoot the girl.
Come on.
The American, where did he go?
Where is he?
There they go, this way, letīs go.
Come on.
Get in the back.
Get down.
- Hang on. - No.
No, please, līm stuck.
You all right? Okay.
Where are we going?
Sit down.
Two coffees, please.
were ex last seen in a vehicle with license plate...
G one zero eight eight F H.
Again, American Michael Riggins
is considered armed and extremely dangerous.
Ana Robbins is the daughter of billionaire tycoon,
Alister Robbins... an oil and shipping magnet,
who passed away last week... due to heart complications.
Ana has been missing for more than a year.
Six months ago,
her father offered a two million dollar reward...
for her safe return.
Youīre Alister Robbinīs daughter?
Well, that explains a few things, donīt you think?
Look, līm sorry.
- For what? - Well, for your father.
- Forget it. l despise him. - Why?
Well, because he had an affair with...
my mother and got her pregnant.
But he never wanted to marry her.
She loved him and she drank herself to death.
l hated him. l disowned him for that.
Well itīs a lotta money to give up.
l donīt care about that.
l never saw him again.
- Well, look, Ana. - Excuse me.
And, uh, l- līd like to...
Um...Oh- okay, līm gonna have to call you back.
Out.
Mike.
Get in.
- Theyīre everywhere. - Yeah, itīs gonna get worse.
- How much? - How much what?
To take me in.
Not enough.
And if you donīt?
- Youīre shot. - līm fine.
Are you sure? lt looks...
Yeah. līm okay.
Just wait here.
No, but others have tried. Weīre in trouble.
People are trying to kill us.
Hold still, okay?
Sorry. lt just grazed you. Youīre lucky.
Lucky Mike.
Good as new.
Whoīd you call?
Donīt lie to me.
A friend. Someone l can trust whoīll help us.
Well how do you know you can trust him?
The same way l know l can trust you.
Sir...
we got a problem.
- What do you mean? - This guyīs a loose cannon.
Take a look at this.
Michael Riggins.
Ex-Marine Corps. Weapons transporter.
Honorable discharge.
Prison time.
Solitary.
Guy is a goddamn out of control mercenary.
This is worse than we thought.
Get me a flight to Gourna.
Hey. Come here.
ltīll be all right. Come on.
Vlado.
Ana.
- l knew it. - Heīs here to help us.
Yeah. Sure.
Are you all right, Ana?
līm fine.
You have caused me much trouble.
- līm sorry to hear that. - Help us Vlado, please.
- Theyīre trying to kill us. - Okay.
l will take you to the American Embassy in Luka.
līll take care of her. l always have.
Well, līm still cominī with you.
l have some unfinished business.
Vlado.
Well, why am l not surprised?
Time to show you the money, Mike.
l assume we still have a deal.
Not that you have much choice at this point.
Pick it up and walk away.
- What about Ana? - līll take care of her.
l promise.
Take the car.
- Vlado wont need it. - Mike.
What are you doing?
Everythingīll be fine.
So it really was all about the money?
Bastard.
Donīt worry.
Well, Princess.
What do you want?
Your father was either a sentimental old fool...
or he felt guilty about...
fucking your mother and not marrying her.
What are you talking about?
He left the controlling interest of Robbin lndustries to you.
You must be kidding.
l have no interest in his dirty business.
Thatīs good.
Then you wonīt have any trouble signing this.
ltīs a pre-notarized transfer deed...
of your controlling interest in Robbin lndustries.
So allīs it needs is your signature.
Transfer to who?
- Your uncle, Trent Robbins. - Uncle Trent?
Heīs behind all this?
Heīs your fatherīs brother.
Somebody has to run the business, right?
No, this is all wrong. He canīt do this.
What do you care?
- Just sign the fuckinī paper. - No, youīll kill me anyway.
You stupid bitch. Sign the document.
No.
You are either going to sign this document...
or līm gonna have little pieces of your brain all over it.
Do you understand me?
Where the fuck did he come from?
He saved us.
līm sorry. He was a good man.
Drago, heīs heading out of town in your direction.
- Cut him off. - Copy that.
One down.
Watch out.
There they are. Keep on īem.
Hang on.
Cut them off.
Get on īem.
Theyīre getting close.
Stay with them.
Shit.
Watch out.
There they are. Keep on īem.
Right there.
Shoot, now, now.
How the hell are they finding us?
Connelly.
Where the hell are they?
Goddamn it, we lost īem.
We gotta return to base now.
Oh. Shit.
Well, l guess thatīs it.
Well, letīs go.
Come on.
Well, l guess these are the best accommodations in the area.
As long as thereīs no bed for you to tie me to.
There you go.
Thatīll have to do.
Thank you for coming back for me.
Whyīd you do it?
Beats the hell outta me.
How did you end up here of all places?
The Marine Corps. Brought me to the Balkans.
l was in Kosovo. All the way up till it ended.
Saw things in that war no one should have to see.
So l came here.
To do what?
Transporter of high tech stuff.
You mean a weapons smuggler?
Not exactly.
l was bringing weapons out of war zones.
Maybe it was my way of justifying what l was doing.
And you got caught?
Yeah.
And now youīre just a kidnapper, huh?
l was.
Are we gonna make it?
l donīt know.
lt doesnīt look too good.
Every road from here to Lukaīs has been sealed.
lsnīt there some other place we can run to?
You donīt run from a guy like Connelly.
Youīll just make it easier for him to put a bullet in your back.
Letīs get some rest. You get some sleep,
līll take the first watch.
At least līll die rich.
- What are you doinī up? - l couldnīt sleep.
Howīs your wound?
Where is he?
Heīs gone under for now, but he can surface any minute.
This is the most insane fuckinī thing līve seen.
Whereīs Drago now?
līve got every one of his men on it, still nothing.
This guy has more brains
and guts than all of you put together.
lf you had paid Drago the money
he wanted for the girl to start...
with none īa this would have happened.
From now on, do not do anything,
l mean, anything without checking with me first. Got it?
Hey.
Wow.
What happened last night?
The best thing to happen to me in a long time.
l donīt care who you are.
līm just damn glad l met you.
We need to find some transportation.
Well, letīs hit the road.
Hang on.
Police are tellinī me a truck was stolen...
from a farm twenty kilometers from here...
- by a man and a woman. - Just got a call.
The Boardīll give me full control of the shares...
within thirty days if Ana canīt be found.
Kill īem both.
Three miles to the Embassy.
They know we only have one place to go.
Relax.
Yes sir.
Here we go.
Buckle up.
Oh, shit.
Take the wheel.
Good.
Sir, we got an unidentified vehicle
inbound at a high rate of speed.
Terrorist attack.
Take your positions.
Fire.
- What are they doing? - They think weīre terrorists.
Stay down. Get down.
Letīs go.
Come on.
All right.
Get down over there.
Ana.
Come on out, okay, kitten.
- Uncle Trent. - Stay down.
Fire.
līm not gonna ask you again.
Come out, Ana.
Fuck me.
Ana.
- Take the second floor. - No problem.
Ana.
Where are you?
Ana.
Uncle Trent. You bastard.
Come on, kitten.
Everythingīs gonna be all right.
You liar, youīve been trying to kill me.
Ana.
Ana. Come on, Ana.
līm not gonna hurt you.
Shit, God. Oh, shit, Mike.
Oh, shit. Mike.
Listen, l got a lotta money.
Thereīs a lot more money.
A lot. līll give it all to you.
Youīll never live long enough.
Ana?
Listen to me like youīve never listened before.
l want you to call Ana now.
You gonna talk me to death?
Have it your way.
l donīt believe...
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
That one didnīt graze me.
Still lucky Mike.
Yeah.
Oh, God.
U.S. Marines. Stop right there.
Let me get those hands.
God bless America.
All right boys. Stand down.
So, now that youīre a rich woman...
what are your plans?
l thought līd kidnap you for a change.
But this time weīll do it right.
Oh.