Precious Cargo Page #2

She's ready for you. Dr. Connor's

in the back with a sea lion, okay?

- Let's go. Come on.

- Oh. And daisies are her favorites.

- You know, for next time. [chuckles]

- Now you tell me.

- [woman] Good job.

- [dolphin chitters]

[woman] Come on.

She's doing much

better today, Kerry.

[Jack] I have another patient

for you, doc.

Hi, Grace! Hi!

- I think she remembers you.

- [laughs] I think so.

- Are those for me?

- Yes.

- I love roses.

- Yeah.

- How was the conference?

- I knocked them dead.

Of course.

I knew you would.

- How about dinner tonight?

- Hmm... two conditions.

- Name them.

- You cook.

- Done.

- And Grace is there.

[Jack] Of course.

Grace will always be there.

- Hi, baby. Hi!

- Who's that, Grace?

[footsteps approaching]

One of my men just called.

They spotted her arriving at the airport.

- They're following her now.

- She can't do it alone.

- Find them.

- Yes, sir.

[insects chirping]

[soft rock plays]

Every time I see your face

[water boiling]

[panting]

[soft moaning]

[door opening]

[dog whimpering, barking]

Grace! Grace, shut up!

[Jenna] Mm, Jack...

[dog whimpering]

- Jesus! F***!

- [Jenna screams]

Hi.

What the f***

are you doing here?

Good to see you too, Jack.

Are you pregnant?

I'm going to go eat your leftovers

'cause they look delicious.

And I'll let you two

finish up here.

[sighs] Use a condom.

That's all I'm going to say.

Jack, who is that woman?

[line ringing]

[phone rings]

- Yeah.

- [man] I found them, sir.

- Good.

- They'll be dead by morning.

- Finish it.

- Yes, sir.

- How many months?

- Got any pickles?

- Karen...

- It's yours.

I know. I was in denial too

for a little while.

It's the first

of five stages of grief.

- Then there is...

- Where the f*** have you been?!

Then there's anger.

- I'm going to go.

- Oh! Jenna... Jenna.

Jenna, please, I'm so sorry

about this, you know... I...

- [dog barking]

- Grace! Please!

- Do you want to call me later?

- Yes, of course.

Gimme a second.

Grace. Grace, knock it off!

I'm sorry. Just give me

one second, I'll walk you...

Grace! Come on, girl. Shut up!

[dog barking]

Oh, sh*t!

Jenna, I need you

to listen to me.

Something very dangerous

is about to happen.

You can not ask any questions.

Do you understand me?

- What?

- That was a question!

[dog barking]

Guns? You have guns?

Jack, is that a grenade?

What? Jack!

- You and me are going to talk.

- Now?

- Get to the boat.

- Let's go.

[banging]

- Move! Move! Move!

- [Jenna screams]

Let's go! Come on,

Jenna, get in the boat!

Come on, girl! Let's go!

[dog barking]

- Karen, get down!

- The dock!

Move, move, move!

Get on the boat!

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