The Gunman Page #3

As you were. No later than this evening.

- We have CBM information?

- Eugene.

Sitrep. Coal bed methane rating

is below standard

and presents no risk of contamination

to the groundwater bed.

But lots of clean water for my people.

Thank you.

I got a couple of teenagers back home

I'd like you to spend some time with.

Jim has many qualities, but we still have

a security issue. Regarding surfing.

Jim, come on. You've been here

for over a year now.

You know security protocol

apply to all staff.

Is that a new shirt?

Sorry. It's very pretty.

- It's okay. It's okay.

- I'll pull it away.

Okay, just...

Jim!

Eugene, stop.

- Are there any more?

- No.

Are you okay? Eugene, are you okay?

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Okay, Eugene, listen to me,

you did the right thing.

You hear me? You did the right thing.

And now you're gonna do more, okay?

Come on. Get all of our people back

to the compound.

Tell Camille to lock down

all projects and all AOs.

I'm gonna send a cab

back to the compound.

Have security just throw my ruck

over the wall. Nobody goes outside.

Then, tomorrow, when it's safe,

have all the nationals reabsorb

into the community,

go to emergency evac plan

for the expats.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

- Are the keys in the Rover?

- Yeah. Sure.

Okay. Give that to security.

Now can you do that?

- I will take you to Kinshasa, Mr. Jim.

- No, no, no, Eugene.

You've gotta do what I asked you to do

because you're the one who can do it.

You understand? Okay.

I've got a lot of respect for you, young man.

You saved my life. I'll never forget that.

Sierra 3, come in. Sierra 3.

Don't let the target escape the X.

Stand by. Stand by.

Confirm Tango 1 on the move.

Calvary is a go.

...and the crew, we'd like to welcome you

aboard this flight to London.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Hey. Jim Terrier.

- Terry.

For f***'s sake. Oh, man.

I heard you were living in London all

this time. You don't call, you don't write.

- Yeah.

- Please, will you sit down?

I'm surprised that they let you in,

looking like that.

- Do you want a drink?

- No, thanks.

Yeah, no, I was living in London

for several years

after our escapade in Congo.

Not a proud moment,

and I guess I felt awkward reaching out.

Well, you always worried too much, Jim.

The past is the past, my friend.

I see you lost the mustache. Looks good.

I never cared for the mustache on you.

Boy, these are nice digs.

You've done well, huh?

Me? Well, yeah. Company's expanded

since you retired, went multinational.

Provides much more extensive services

now in machinery, weaponry, expertise.

I don't know about you,

I just seem to travel all the time.

Branches worldwide.

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