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hwp We have a midcourse deviation.
Target heading 036, 1 26 miles,...
..bearing 32 Havana VOR.
Hes landing at Cray Key.
Advise Key West Drug Enforcement.
Roger, sir. AWACS to Key West. Key West
Drug Enforcement, please come in.
If they hurry, they just
might be able to grab the bastard.
Now, youre sure youve got the ring?
Relax, Felix.
- Friends of yours?
- My partners at the DEA.
- What the hell is going on?!
- Sanchez is in the Bahamas.
- Have you cleared it?
- Weve got the green light.
Hey, Felix! Felix!
Havent you forgotten something?
- Oh, James. Explain to Della, will you?
- No way. Im coming with you.
OK, but strictly as an observer.
- Sorry, Sharky.
- Hey, why me?
Hey, you guys, you cant do this to me!
What will I tell Della?
What did he promise you? His heart?
Give her his heart.
No. No, Franz. I didnt mean any harm.
Its all right, baby. No te preocupes.
We all make mistakes.
- Your escapades are getting creative.
- Por favor, Franz.
Not a word.
Hes still not here.
Can you go around the block again?
- What about the guests?
- I told you this was a mistake.
James. Just in case.
OK.
I want Sanchez alive!
Stay here, James.
- No Sanchez.
- Damn!
Hey, observer!
You trying to get yourself killed?
If I dont get you back for the wedding,
Im a dead man for sure!
- Do you need help?
- Take your hands off me. Just go away.
Sanchez! Lets go!
Come on! Come on!
- Hell be in Cuban airspace in minutes.
- He hasnt got away yet.
- What the hell are you doing?
- Lets go fishing!
Forward. Forward.
Easy. Hold it. Back up. Back up.
Forward now.
Hold it.
Bring him in. Take the load.
Whooee!
Lets go, James!
James! Your hat.
Thank you.
Youre facin felony counts, Sanchez.
Why, thats... years.
Even one of your famous million-dollar
bribes cant get you out of this one.
Two.
What?
Two million. US.
A standing offer
for anyone who springs me.
Goddamn it. You think
youre in some banana republic?
All that scumbag money
wont do you a bit of good here.
Very good. But I think
Im gonna be home soon, huh?
- Why, you...
- Get hold of yourself!
We got a nice private cell
waiting for your ass at Quantico.
And Im gonna personally
see you get there.
Im terribly sorry!
Thats a custom. The bride
always gets to kiss her best man.
- I thought it was the other way round.
- Oh.
Oh, James, would you mind? Felix is still
in the study and weve got to cut the cake.
- Ill do anything for a woman with a knife.
- Thank you. Could you help me?
- Sorry.
- No, were finished. Pam, meet James.
Goodbye, Felix.
- Strictly business, my friend.
- Switch that thing off, Felix.
- You have a house full of guests waiting.
- Just let me save this. Take a seat.
The department wants a full report...
yesterday. We really hit it lucky today.
Sanchez hasnt been out
of his home base for years.
- Couldnt you extradite him?
- Hes killed, intimidated or bribed...
..half the officials from here to Chile.
Theres only one law
down there - Sanchezs law.
- Plomo o plata.
- Lead or silver.
- Ah.
- Ed.
Double congratulations, old buddy.
You take your time on the honeymoon.
Everythings OK.
You must be Bond.
The guy who came along for the ride.
Ed Killifer.
Were takin Sanchez
to Quantico this afternoon.
- Stay and have a drink with us.
- Gotta get back.
I just came by to kiss the bride.
- Felix, time to cut the cake.
- Oh. Hand me the picture of Della, quick.
She must be ready to kill me.
- I tied em myself.
- What are these?
- Lures.
- Thesell keep you busy for a few days.
Youre not going fishing
on my honeymoon.
- How many others are being held there?
- Where are you taking him, Mr Killifer?
Mr Sanchez, will you look
this way for a picture, please?
- Come on! Get him inside!
- What is your real nationality?
- Are you really Colombian?
- Have you been fairly treated?
One more picture!
Are you connected with
any laboratories in South America?
- No more questions, now!
- Do you expect to be vindicated?
OK, lets go.
Would you excuse me just a minute?
I have a surprise for you.
Yes, I do! Its right over here.
