Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever Page #5

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It's a little late for that.

- It's never too late.

- Tell that to Vinn.

I can upgrade your status.

Allow you the luxury of a family.

I had a family.

You know who we are, Sever.

Targets and objectives come first.

This is the way our world is.

They were innocent.

There are no innocent people.

You know that. Only killers and victims.

- Take her out.

- Yes, sir.

Go.

My turn.

Get down!

Go.

Move out! Go!

- Moving in!

- Go, go, go!

Give me that.

Let's finish this.

Sh*t.

Hello, Jeremiah.

Agent Clark.

It's been a long time.

Why?

Come on. You should know by now.

We had to get rid of Agent Clark...

...so there could be a Robert Gant.

So you rise from the ashes with

a license to do whatever you want.

Power and profit. It's what we do.

Where are my wife and son?

Last time I checked,

they were not yours.

Come on, Jeremiah.

I'd hate for either of them

to get hurt in the middle of this.

You're standing pretty close...

...Gant.

What if I decided to lift my foot right now?

I guarantee you won't walk away

from this one.

Run!

- Make sure he's dead.

- Yes, sir.

- Ross.

- Sever.

Just like old times.

One big happy family.

Right, Sever?

Hello, my love.

- Robert.

- Are you okay?

- What do you want?

- I've come for my family.

- Just stay away from us, okay?

- Why would I ever stay away from you?

Are you okay, Michael?

Have you been taking care of Mommy?

Yes.

Look at this.

- Look what I got for you.

- What are you doing?

- Give me your hand.

- Robert, no.

Gant.

You're still here.

He was about to do something

to Michael.

No. It was never about Michael.

- Of course it's about Michael.

- What are you talking about?

A piece of hardware Gant wants.

He stole it in Berlin.

Used Michael to carry it

across the border.

You used my son?

You sick son of a b*tch.

Come here, Michael.

It's okay.

Give me your hand.

That's a good boy.

It's not here.

Come here, sweetie.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Ask her.

She's gonna kill you.

Good luck.

All that training.

Is that the best you can do?

No.

This is.

- Let's go, let's go. Move it.

- Get that fire knocked down!

They weren't kidding about you.

I can't take credit for this.

Where's our mysterious killer?

- She's not a killer.

- Then what is she?

A mother.

Okay, then where is she?

Thank you.

Take care of your family.

I will.

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