The Killer Elite Page #5

I want you to come to my office...

and I'll give you a decent, dignified job.

How about it, huh?

I just wanna get closer to George.

God.

So you find him and you zap him.

Will that change Weyburn's mind?

Will that give you back

your knee and your elbow?

No, no.

But wherever they are,

I know they'll be a lot happier.

Well, see you, Cap.

I'll just limp on outta here.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, man. I caught you

with the metal. You all right?

I won't be playin' violin again. Put that

mother back where you were pointin' her.

See, man, that's not right.

All I have to do is...

OK. Flex up like this.

That's an instant reflex.

If you hit a guy there,

he's not gonna lose any sleep.

But... usin' the same block

you made, pivot toward me.

Bring your hip toward me. Right.

- Down.

- Right. Bring your elbow to my temple.

You'll spill my brains. Let's try it.

- Try it?

- Yeah.

OK.

Boy, you're gettin' cocky, huh?

Same old dirty self. Good.

Western Airlines flight 419

from Mexico City now arriving gate 39.

Western Airlines flight 419...

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Hold on a second, please. Mr Collis?

Collis here.

Your friend O'Leary's

in the office. Come on up.

O'Leary? What does

the son of a b*tch want now?

Everything, as usual.

Right up.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Yuen Chung.

Talking to them isn't enough.

Their longevity lies within

the context of your communication.

Oh, I know, I know, I know.

I even recite the love sonnets of Elizabeth

Barrett Browning to the poor thing.

It's dying of boredom.

Danny, how are you?

Did you ever consider, my dear Cap,

how much energy you've wasted

over your 47 years

mustering up that good-fellow smile?

- And that insincere handshake?

- What corner has he painted us into now?

The CIA gives us 11 per cent of our gross.

We can live without it.

Give me ten minutes of your time. Surely

11 per cent of your gross will buy me that.

Why so unusually hostile, Cap?

Hansen sold out.

Killed one of our most important clients.

Your client, by the way.

And shot up our top man.

- You still think we were behind that?

- What aren't you behind?

Would you like it book, chapter

and verse? Or just the morning paper?

I can read.

So what have you got for us now?

San Francisco airport this morning.

It'll be in the papers by now.

They didn't quite match the massacre at

Tokyo airport, but they gave it a nice try.

Yuen Chung, the clear target

of a rather substantive assassin group,

defended himself with his usual skill.

Chung. I thought somebody

had taken care of him.

Just a question of time.

But it's not in the national interest that it

should happen either today or tomorrow.

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