xXx: State of the Union (xXx 2: The Next Level)

Easy, now.

Easy, boys.

Easy, now.

What the hell?

Code red. Code red. We got a sit...

Sir, we have a breach in the perimeter.

Go secure. Sweep the hard drives. Lock us down.

Heat signatures everywhere. They've covered all the halls.

Then I guess we better clear the halls.

Go!

Evacuate! Now!

Come on. I dare you to come walking through that door. Come get some.

Keys.

- Who the hell did we piss off this time? - Get in.

- This thing armed? - Always.

Good man.

You ever seen one of these?

Only in my dreams.

Geothermal micro cam, Aquacade uplinks, 480 gigs.

Sir, this thing is 10 generations beyond the NSA.

So whoever attacked us is loaded for war.

And they knew exactly where to hit us.

We gotta go off the grid now.

Not another skater' snowboarder or biker.

The new XXX has gotta be more dangerous.

Deadlier. More attitude.

More attitude?

Where the hell are we gonna find that?

You have a meeting with the EPA at noon...

- ...to discuss... - A tree is a tree.

How many more can they look at?

Your anniversary, roses or tulips?

George. Tulips' yellow. Thank you.

An NSA chapter was just hit.

Sixteen agents, all dead.

Sixteen of our men?

On our own soil? How the hell did this happen?

I'm looking into it.

- Suspects? - Too many.

How concerned do I need to be?

I'll take care of it. Ouick and clean. And contained.

Goddamn it' 16 men?

How many more have to die?

This is no longer a budget meeting.

The secretary of defense has just informed me...

...that 16 of our NSA agents were killed.

In Virginia.

This is a laundry list of suspects that covers half the world.

It's time for a new direction.

The new military bill is critical to that direction.

So it's going in my State of the Union address this week.

Some privacy, please. Attorney-client privilege.

Good to see you again' lieutenant.

How long has it been? Nine years?

Not long enough.

And don't call me "lieutenant."

I'm inmate 3655 now.

What you doing here, Gibbons? What you want?

You. I wanna give you a job.

And why would I do a damn thing for you?

You ever see lions at the zoo?

You can always tell the ones that were captured in the wild...

By the look in their eyes.

Jesus Christ. You still coming with that same sorry-ass speech?

Does it ever actually work?

- From time to time' yeah. - Not this time.

I'm not feeling too patriotic these days.

So I want no part of your little war.

You're already part of it.

Somebody's taken out members of our old unit.

They came for me. They will come for you.

Now' you can die in here' or you can take the fight to them.

The Darius I remember always liked to throw the first punch.

New speech' huh?

You get any exercise in here?

Twelve to 1 every day on the yard.

12:06 tomorrow.

- Bravo Delta High Sign. - High Sign?

High Sign. Be just like old times.

You better hope not.

Because last time out didn't have such a happy ending.

You went MIA, and I ended up in here.

Okay, wrap it up.

Hey.

I like what you did with your face.

Come on, let's go.

There's been a report from home office.

Xander Cage was killed in Bora Bora last night.

Bora Bora?

Why don't I get those assignments, huh?

What about Gibbons? Any word on Gibbons?

Unaccounted for. We do know this:

He was one of only three men with access to that elevator.

The other two...

Ain't gonna be giving us much of a statement.

All right, put Mr. Gibbons on the wire. Full recon. Wrap it tight.

A-Block to exercise yard.

Time to take the dog out for a walk.

You know...

- ...l'm gonna really miss you boys. - What?

- Secure all doors! - Prisoner' stand down!

- Level six' lockdown! - Get backup up here!

Prisoner, stand down!

Get him!

- Laundry! West door! - Marco!

Got him. Two hundred and fiffy yards.

Where's he gonna go? He's nowhere near the wall.

All right, man!

- Get him! - Hold it!

Come back!

You were late.

You sure know how to pick them' sir.

Who the hell is this guy?

Civilian contractor.

By the time he wakes up' we'll be long gone.

- You said 12:06. - Hit some turbulence.

- We got large and extra large. - Who are you' the butler?

Toby Lee Shavers' D .C . Tech Division.

- Yeah. Darius Stone' cellblock A. - Not anymore.

Darius Stone no longer exists.

- Well' who the hell am I? - You're the new XXX.

Sound like a porno star.

- What happened to the old XXX? - He's dead.

XXX is the designation we give to deep-cover agents with special skills.

Yeah, whatever. First things first.

I've been on the inside a long time.

I need what every man needs when he's coming off of lockdown.

You know what I'm saying?

Yeah, baby. Who's your daddy?

You sure we got the right guy?

Hey' buddy' more fries and another shake.

You got it.

- We need to go to work now. - L need more fries and another shake.

Hey' you work for us now.

- So you're gonna do... - What I want when I want.

Look...

...by my count' you boys just broke about 10 federal laws back there.

Aiding and abetting, harbouring a fugitive...

...and my personal favourite' grand-theff chopper.

- So, what's your point? - That you two...

...are looking at three strikes and the inside of a very small cell.

- You know that's my speech. - I'm running the show now.

So here's the deal: I don't answer to you...

...and I damn sure don't answer to college boy.

College boy?

Done.

Pay the man.

Okay. So we know you can fight and eat' but what else can you do?

The last XXX' he could ski, surf' do all kinds of stunts.

Well' he's dead now, isn't he?

So things are gonna be different around here.

Because I don't play with my life.

- I'd rather play with yours. - We gotta get back to D .C.

We need a place to lay low.

I know the safest place in town.

This is the safest place in town?

Stay put. I'll handle this.

D-Train Stone.

Heard they had you locked down in the deepest hole...

...this side of the Grand Canyon.

Yeah, they let me out early for bad behaviour.

- Man' it's been a while, D. - Where's the boss? I need to talk.

Man' a lot's been changing since you leff, D.

I run the chop shop now.

- Where's Lo? - Uptown.

Uptown?

Now' this is more like it.

Welcome to the west side' X.

You wanna run in these circles' you're gonna have to blend.

I don't blend.

The Dino has the torque curve dropping off around 6400 rpm.

Dial down the injector pulse width by about 10 percent.

Try 20.

Darius.

You look older.

Nine years of bad food will do that to you.

Nine years.

Well' correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that a few years shy of 20?

Just tell me what you need so we can do this and be done.

That is why you're here' right? You need something.

Hot shower' place to crash.

Look around, Darius.

I've got a good life here.

And I'm not gonna let you wreck it this time.

So...

...what's in it for me?

'67 GTO.

Thousand horsepower' crate motor, trick suspension.

- What? - He's right.

- They'll be looking for it. - Besides, if we're gonna roll...

...we're gonna need something with a little more muscle.

Something nasty.

I can do nasty.

I know you can.

Bored and stroked, full roller, 8 litres.

Supercharged with a 25-psi boost, automated hydraulics...

...high-stall converter with shiff kit. That gonna do the trick?

- You happy? - I'm good.

I love this girl.

All right, the target is information.