Human Target

No.

There is no Cervantes. There is no Susan Connors.

No, wait, wait.

Your boss kidnapped

a journalist from her hotel room

in Asuncion four days ago.

Now, that journalist happens to be a friend of mine.

And I'm prepared to pay an obscene amount of money.

So don't be stupid.

You are being sent home as a courtesy.

Most who make it this far aren't so lucky.

Don't come back.

I'm sorry. You went where?

Because I thought you said that you tried

to see Miguel Cervantes,

the most dangerous warlord on The Triple Frontier,

which is saying something,

and that you did it alone.

- Yes. - Help me out here

'cause when we discussed this the other day,

I explained to you that no one knows

where to find Cervantes.

Yes.

And that they kill people down there for even asking.

You're worried about me.

I'm worried about who's gonna pay the bills around here

if you end up dead

in some South American gutter

somewhere.

It's been almost five days since Susan went missing

investigating a story about Cervantes.

And we all agree that if Cervantes

simply wanted her dead, he would've done it publicly.

- So she's probably still alive. - Probably.

The State Department can't act because they have no way

of getting a message to him.

The local governments won't act because they're afraid of him.

And when I asked you about rescue options,

you said there weren't any.

Well, I meant that I couldn't think of any.

Well, what's the difference?

In the interim,

I may have thought of one.

Well, what is it?

I've known this woman since we were children.

Well, it's a little unorthodox.

You might not like it. But could be worth a try.

No.

No.

Hell, no.

- Oh, you got my note. - Yeah, I got your note.

Bad idea. Terrible idea.

- I won't be a part of it. - Won't be a part of what?

All right, let's just start at the beginning.

A few years ago,

Miguel Cervantes hired an assassin to take out

the President of Paraguay.

The assassin was successful.

Was quite proud of himself, I might add.

We're talking about you.

No. Wasn't me.

It was a guy I know.

Anyway, Cervantes and this assassin

had a falling out.

Define falling out.

Cervantes tried to kill him.

Which means

that the assassin

might be inclined to help us stage a rescue.

Dude.

No. I mean, seriously.

This guy's a bad egg.

- You can't trust him. - Really?

You see what's happening here?

We agree.

Now imagine how that makes me feel.

You think I'm happy about this?

I didn't want to see him again

let alone ask him for help.

But the lady

wants to get her friend back

so I don't have any better ideas.

Do you? Will someone please tell me

what's going on here?

Who is this guy

and why is it such a big deal to ask for his help?

He was picked up by the FBI

then he was traded to the Russians.

Apparently they wanted him more than our guys did.

He's not gonna be easy to get to,

but I just don't see any other way.

Spasiba.

So the only person who can help rescue Susan

is a professional killer

you neither like nor trust

who's currently rotting in a Siberian prison,

and these two think you're completely crazy

for even suggesting it.

Is that a vaguely accurate picture

of what we're talking about here?

Pretty much.

Oh, last time I saw him,

we tried to kill each other.

Look, I know it sounds bad.

But if we're gonna stage a rescue for Susan, I think--

Do it.

Whatever it takes.

We have to get Susan out of there alive.

Just out of curiosity,

can you tell me the name of this assassin?

Well, he goes by several names.

But the one I know him by is...

Baptiste.

Hello, matey.

I wish I knew you were coming.

Might've cleaned up the place for you.

This isn't a social call.

Miguel Cervantes kidnapped a journalist

named Susan Connors.

There's reason to believe she's alive,

being held in his compound.

And this pertains to me how?

I need your help.

Is that a fact?

I know that Cervantes' compound

is well guarded.

I know that getting in and out cleanly

is gonna take some finesse.

What I don't know-- is where to find him.

Tell me where to find the compound--that's all I need.

And what do I get out of this exactly?

You get to get off your ass,

come up here,

and point your finger on a map or I get the guards

to open this door and I come in there.

Man, I missed you.

So what's the story with those two anyway?

Well, before Chance

was...Chance,

he and Baptiste worked for the same boss.

A master assassin who took them both in

and trained them.

They called him "the old man."

And in a weird way,

they were the closest thing Chance had to family.

So why does Chance hate him so much?

He wanted out of that life.

Well, that didn't go over too well.

And a woman close to Chance ended up getting killed over it.

Baptiste killed her?

I promise you,

do not mess with me on this one.

And I promise you that's not my intention.

I just simply do not know where the compound is.

You were there yourself. Blindfolded on the way in.

And coming out,

transportation was provided for me.

Provided by who?

A gentleman by the name of Esteban.

He's a local enemy of Cervantes.

The Triple Frontier

is not a particularly welcoming place.

Esteban helped because he knew me.

But for you, not so much.

What are you saying?

What am I saying?

I'm saying I can't help you find Cervantes

unless you take me with you.

Fat chance.

Have a nice life.

You will never find her without me.

Cervantes is a ghost down there.

And if you had another option,

you wouldn't be here in the first place.

What's this all about anyway?

You want to get close to Cervantes?

You want to kill him? Settle a score? What?

Grudges are for the weak of spirit.

And you know that's not me.

Then why?

Geezer has my watch.

I beg your pardon?

The target Cervantes

hired me to liquidate,

he wore a vintage Breguet,

Heritage Collection.

It's a work of art, really.

And when I escaped, it got left behind.

Give me the chance to retrieve it

and I'll help you save the girl.

I give you my word, junior.

What the hell are you doing to my conference room?

Does she really need to know

or is this one of those things it's better off if she doesn't?

Sidebar.

It's hardware that allows us to piggyback

on a military spy satellite so we can keep an eye

on Chance and Baptiste.

I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess that that's illegal.

Extremely.