Fair Game Page #3

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Gotcha.

What's our status?

We just crossed over

the underwater cable line.

How long?

Hard to say.

36 hours, maybe 48.

We have to search

For a junction box

down there.

What about

our Miami problem?

I'll take care

of it myself.

Ah, yes.

Ilya Kazak,

The mighty KGB,

Who missed a hit

On a lousy

divorce lawyer.

No wonder

your country folded.

I'll show you

how it's done.

Get out of the way. Go.

Let someone who

doesn't eat borscht

Show you how

to use a computer.

Give me the grid.

Take it down.

Dade county.

Bully and search for target.

There. You see?

She'll be dead by dinner.

Max, um,

there's something

I really think

you should see.

Max!

What's going on?

Make a hole.

Let him in.

There you go.

Take a peek.

Is that your stuff?

I guess so.

I think

you pissed her off, Max.

Definitely pissed her off.

[shouting

in Spanish]

Max.

It amazes me

How much sh*t

a man can accumulate.

You f***ed up.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

Rub it in, why don't you?

Not that.

You forgot to get

the lawyer lady

To sign

her statement.

She left her pager,

too.

Come on. I'm off duty.

You work my shift,

it's like the toilet--

It ain't over till

the paperwork's done.

I've dealt with enough

crazy women for one day.

You obviously

got me confused

With someone

who gives a rat's ass.

Signed statement

on my desk, by tonight.

You want to watch

headline news with me?

[meow]

No? It's not going to

kill you.

Aah!

[gasping]

Oh, my god.

Out of my way! Move!

It's OK. I got you.

I got you.

I want it straight,

and I want it now.

Hitman:
The girl,

she's still alive.

She's alive?

You sure?

Idiot.

So, Juantorena,

Miss McQuean

is still alive.

I'm getting

a little bored

With your petty

incompetence.

F*** what you think.

You tap phones

for a living.

I tap banks.

Without me,

You'd still be

stuck in Havana

Pulling bananas

out of your ass.

You think you can

do this by yourself?

What are you going

to do, shoot me?

Yes.

Hey, you.

Do you know how

to do everything he did?

Da.

Good.

I want the land team

ready and armed

To move out

in 10 minutes.

Yes, sir.

[sirens]

It's Nancy,

forensics.

What have you got,

Nancy?

So far, all I got

is a blast pattern

And a strong smell

of marzipan.

Marzipan? Jesus.

Semtex?

Or c-4.

The blast was shaped in

a military configuration

To blow through

the apartment

And kill anything

in its path.

These guys are not

fooling around, Max.

Hey, who'd we draw

for detail?

You got b and g.

Good.

Why don't you go

back to the station

And see what's

going on?

Boys.

Man:
Hi, Max.

Whoo! You smell like

you fell in a sewer.

Check it out yet?

No. We just

got here, too.

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