Shoot to Kill

- Hi.

- Hi, Warren.

George Kelly called us in.

Uh, he wants to waive the 24-hour rule.

Make it ourjurisdiction,

at least informally.

The guy in the pyjamas is Mr Berger.

He owns the place.

Mr Berger, this is Special Agent

Stantin ofthe FBl.

Mr Berger, I don't believe

you're stealing your own diamonds...

Ieast ofall,

not in your pyjamas.

Why the heck don't you tell us

what's going on here?

This is my store. I was taking

some diamonds home-- my diamonds!

You have no right to be here!

I want to leave now.

Do you usually take two pounds

ofdiamonds home with you like this?

I can do whatever I like

with my own stones!

I want to leave right now!

Mrs Berger is listed as co-owner.

Why don't we call her

and have her meet us downtown.

No, no, you mustn't do that!

Please, don't do that! Please!

Where is your wife, Mr Berger?

Please, for God's sake,

help me.

He made us watch him

kill our dog.

He said he would

kill my wife next.

Get up there.

- Hello?

- Mrs Berger?

Please don't be alarmed.

You're going to be all right.

I'm here with your husband.

Now, please, let me speak

with the man there with you.

- Mrs Berger?

- Yes?

Hit the lights.

This is Special Agent Stantin

ofthe FBl.

You can see that the house

is completely surrounded.

We have Mr Berger and

the diamonds in our custody.

I'm going to give you some instructions.

Ifyou follow them exactly...

no harm will come to you,

understand?

Tellthepolice

to holdtheirfire.

I'm sending out the maid

with a message foryou.

Okay, hold your fire.

The maid's coming out.

Holdyourfire.

Stantin?

Didyouget the message?

MrsBerger'sMercedes

isparkedin the driveway.

Stockit with onepolice radio

andapairofhandcuffs...

orlpromiseyou,

this woman's deadin one minute.

You take one car.

You alone.

Have the diamonds withyou.

Tailme to where

mypeople meet me.

I'llmakesureyou're alone.

Then we'llmake the trade.

- No deal.

- You'vegot no choice, Stantin.

She'sgot30seconds left.

Who's your best sharpshooter?

- I am.

- Good.

You're gonna have to nail this guy

before he gets to that Mercedes.

The items you requested

are in the car.

Sh*t!

Son ofa b*tch!

That's one smart f***er.

Get me a civilian CB radio, fast!

Just plug this into

the cigarette lighter.

We've banned all CB use

on channel 30 for two hours.

He spots one ofour tails,

and we've had it. Tell them not--

not to take any chances.

Right.

Stantin, doyou have the diamonds?

- Yes.

- Good.

Nowmoveyourpeople back.

Ifanyone besidesyou

tries to followme...

Ikillthe woman.

They're moving back now.

Iflhearanybody's voice

on this radio butyours...

Iswearto God, she's dead.

Pull back! Let 'em through!

Everybody! Pull it way back-- way back!

That's an order! No one fires!

We're letting 'em out of here.

We're lettin' 'em out.

Let'sgo fora ride.

Okay, here they come.

Back it up!

Okay, here they come!

No one fire.

Just watch him leave.

Here we go now.

Back it up!

- Move it back! Move it back!

- Here we go. Here we go!

That's our second time

around the block.

The dumb bastard's lost.

No, he's not.

He'sjust trying to shake our tail.

I think he's going to double back

towards the water.

Get your police boats ready

and alert the coast guard.

Stop the carhere.

We're at pier 99.

He's got to have a boat waiting for him.

Try lining up a shot

out the window over my shoulder.

Stay low.

Allright.

So far, sogood.

Now, turnyourradio up.

Put on the externalspeaker.

Get out ofthe car, bring the diamonds

halfway down thepier.

- Have you got a shot?

- Maybe.

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