Now lose the gun.
All right, I am unarmed. Let the boy go.
Just one gun, Jack? You must be kidding.
- Is that all, sport? - Yes, that about does it.
Then step away.
Unless you consider this a weapon.
Brilliant, Jack. Brilliant. I surrender.
- That is a live grenade. - Sure.
You will sacrifice your son to get me. I am flattered, but I doubt it.
Andy, pick up the grenade
Gorky Park Script
- Who found them?
- He did.
He was on patrol,
he left the path for a pee and...
- Three lost souls.
Like an execution, Pasha.
How long have they been here?
I bring you hot-water bottles.
Good. We were wondering
why you came, Comrade Major Pribluda.
This is a matter for militia. Theres no
reason to think state securitys involved.