Mankillers

Boys, boys, easy with the hardware,

Johnny is my friend.

Johnny, Johnny! It's good to see ya,

how's everything?

Cut the bullshit, Mannetti.

You got the stuff?

Of course I got the stuff,

that's part of the deal, right?

I trust you got my merchandise, yes?

First, I see the stuff.

Now.

Okay, Johnny, okay, you can see.

But you don't touch 'til I see my merchandise, hmm?

It's all there Johnny, ten pounds, 96% pure.

It's first class stuff, the best that Colombia has to offer.

Don't you ever touch me again.

I told you it was the best.

Now I hope what you brought me is the best.

Beautiful, beautiful.

I'll take 'em all.

- Just go over there and get me the briefcase,

and they're all yours.

Hey boss, these guys are feds.

I know.

Hey, runaway.

Don't worry, she's mine.

Let her run.

Any news, Rick?

No, not a word.

- Senator Langley's been on my case all morning.

He wants to hold a damn press conference

and make an announcement that the operation is a success.

What an asshole.

Mr. Williams' office.

Just a moment.

It's Colombia.

- Mr. Williams, what the hell's going on down there?

What?

Damn.

Bastard got us again.

He killed four more agents and another girl.

Frank. They were the best we had.

Wrong. Mickland was the best we had.

Before he went over to the other side.

And that's why we can't stop him,

because he was one of us.

Damn it.

He knows the agency too well.

He knows how we operate, and he knows how we think.

How do we counter that?

- With someone who knows him better than he knows himself.

Someone who's just as crazy as he is.

Oh no. No Frank, you don't mean--

McKenna.

Oh Frank, you're asking for trouble.

- I know, but maybe trouble is just what we need.

Where is she?

Nice place you have here.

Shut the fuck up!

You got the stuff?

It's right there in the bag.

First, I see the money.

Let me see the smack.

The hell is this?

Freeze, you're busted!

Drop it!

Anybody else?

The hell kind of cop are you?

Shut up!

Go on, get the money.

Go on.

Drop it, drop it!

Pleasure doing business with you.

They're rippin' us off.

You're not gonna make it, cop.

Come on, get in the car!

Fast. Faster!

Slow down, let them get closer.

Keep your head down, I'll tell you when.

Now!

You don't have to do that now.

Come on, it's over.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Drop the gun.

Drop the gun.

You used me.

I let you talk me into this, and you used me.

You bastard.

You're breaking my heart baby.

I loved you.

Dumb bitch.

- That's funny, she was here just a second ago.

Where the hell did she go?

- Who cares? It's a waste of time anyway if you ask me.

Shit!

What the hell?

Do it and you're dead meat.

Take it easy, McKenna, we're friends.

I'll decide that. Who sent you?

The agency.

I'm not interested.

Williams wants to see you.

I said I'm not interested.

Take your partner and go tell Williams

the next time he sends somebody out here,

they're gonna come back in a bag.

It's important, McKenna.

You're not listening, mister.

- Jesus Christ, Joe, listen to her, will ya?

Good advice. Take it.

It's about Mickland.

Why me?

You kicked me out of the agency once, remember?

You're the best one for the job.

- You must really be desperate if you're willing

to trust me again.

Trust has little to do with it.

The last time you saw Mickland,

you were laying in the middle of the road

with a bullet in your chest.

I figure you want a crack at him

more than anyone else alive.

What do I get out of it?

Name your price.

I'm not one of your hired killers.

What, then?

A chance to rejoin the agency,

at my former rank, with a clean record.

That can be arranged.

You pull this one off,

I might even throw in a promotion.

That's not all, Williams.

I hand-pick my own team,

I get to call the shots.

No interference.

- You know we don't operate that way, McKenna.

You will this time.

Take it or leave it.

Okay. I'll go along this time, McKenna.

But only this time.

I'm gonna need a team of 10,

no make that 12, of the best I can get.

No problem there.

I'll have Joan work up a list of our available men.

No. I want women.

It's got to be women.

How in the hell are you going

to pull this mission off with women?

Don't give me that.

Women are more effective in the field.

You told me that once yourself.

- Sometimes you really try my patience, McKenna.

Need I remind you they we're not

discussing normal operations,

we're discussing John Mickland.

Exactly.

And if I know Mickland, and I do,

the last thing in the world he'd expect is women.

- You've got a point there, I'll grant you that.

But we don't have 12 women trained

for this type of mission, we never have.

If I supply them, will you agree?

Well?

- Alright. Where are you going to find these kind of women?

- Oh, I'll find them, but you have to get them out.

Get them out?

Get them out of where?

Alright, let's get on with it.

Alright ladies, quiet down.

Form a line facing us.

Alright ladies, you heard her, move it.

Taylor, Roxanne. First degree murder,

serving two consecutive life sentences.

- Hey, what the hell's going on here anyways?

Keep your mouth shut.

Ronans, Christiana. Transportation

and the sale of illegal weapons,

two assassination attempts on third-world leaders,

40 years to life.

Garcia, Rosia. Assault and battery,

possession of narcotics, 25 years.

Daniels, Trish. Extortion, arson, manslaughter.

Life sentence.

Davis, Terry. Breaking and entering,

grand theft, bank robbery.

Original sentence 15 to 20 years,

extended to 30 years after three escape attempts.

Skinner, Margaret. Extortion, murder,

life sentence.

Rosetti, Maria. Assault with a deadly weapon,

first degree murder, killed one of the guards

here four months ago, stabbed him in the ear

with a knitting needle.

Sentenced to death.

Why'd you do it?

I already had a sweater.

Alright, clam up. CIam up.

- Smith, Shannon. Manslaughter, 25 to 30 years.

How old are you?

19.