01x07 - Salvage & Reclamation

[bunniefuu]

Gracias.

You have no idea
what you're into, do you?

Who are you?

My name is Bertram.

I know what you found
in the forest.

It's frightening,
isn't it?

The way people react
to a discovery like yours.

It's almost mystical.

It transforms them,
really.

It brings out
a completely different side.

What you found out there

is more than
just a lost item.

It is the closest

that you and I
will ever get...

to an honest-to-goodness
Pandora's Box.

But here's
the good news.

God has smiled
on you today.

He sent me.

So why don't you
just tell me where it is,

and I will
make this all go away.

If...

I tell you where,

what would you do with it?

I would do what the good lord
intended to be done with it.

I would deliver
to the highest bidder.

Gracias.

Where are you taking me?
I've done nothing wrong.

I know.
Who are you?

I'm Christopher Chance.

I'm here to take you home.

Ah.

Uh, I'm a bit new to this.
Is this rescue going well?

Better than some.

Not as well as others.

Ah.

We're not
gonna make it, are we?

There's too many of them.

They're gonna be
too busy to chase us.

Busy? Doing what?

Putting that out.

Winston, yeah, it's me.
I got him.

All right, we're all set
with the plane,

we're just
waiting for refueling.

We're headed to Maria's
right now.

We're going to pick up those
travel papers she scored for us.

After that, we're gonna
be headed out your way.

Don't dawdle.

I won't.
No, I'm not kidding.

Now's not the time to be
strolling down memory lane.

Winston, I'm
gonna be in and out

before you know it--
now don't worry.

Hey, dude.

He's gonna get us
a deal on the refuel.

The guy's the best
in the business.

Mm.

It's gonna be bad.

Dude, we're standing
at the foot of the Andes.

I told you
this wasn't gonna be

a bermuda shorts
kind of trip.

Not the weather, the job.

Maria just calls Chance
out of the blue

after all this time
asking to go rescue this guy?

It's not like things
ended well

their first time around.

That's an old wound
to be opening up like this.

You sound like
a supermarket novel, dude.

You're also
probably not wrong.

Yeah.

Uh, sorry, I couldn't
help but overhear.

Did you say we're going
to Maria's to get the papers?

Yeah.
As in Maria Gallego?

Owns a bar over by
the Santa Ynez Trading Post?

Yeah, she said one of
her favorite customers

is getting in trouble
with authority,

and asked
if I could help out.

I see.

And that's all it took
for you to fly down here

and blow up an army base--
a phone call from her?

We go way back.

So what about you?

How does an Anthropologist
from Cambridge

end up in a mess like this?

I do research here.

Ancient tribes
deep within the forest.

Only on this trip
I stumbled onto something.

Are you familiar with
the late Juan Saldovar?

Ruled this country
for almost a decade?

Yeah.
Name rings a bell.

Tried to flee the country,
he died in a plane crash.

His army searched
for the wreckage for years.

Private salvage firm
searched,

Even the CIA
took a pass at it,

and they all crapped out.

Pull off the road
just up here.

Pull--I'm not sure
if you noticed,

but there's an army
that would like

to have a word with us.
Oh, you'll want to see this.

I can assure you.

Hand me
your side arm.

A man walked onto my base
and left with a prisoner

who is of great value to me.

And you...

Did not
fire a single shot.

How do you intend
to rectify this?

Colonel, I--

I may be able
to be of some help.

And who are you?

Gracias.
Gracias.

I'll just
cut to the chase.

Three americans
landed in a rented jet

at San Carlos airport

a couple of hours before
your prisoner's escape.

Two of them are still there
waiting on the tarmac.

And how do you know this?

Oh.

Managing situations
like this is what I do.

Rule number one:

Always know who's coming
and who's going.

Uh...

Tell me more,
senor Bertram.

Absolutely.

It's just up here.

Where?

It turns out when
President Saldovar fled,

he brought some
unusual cargo with him.

I hid this when
the army was closing in.

I didn't want any of it
falling into their hands.

What is it
you want in return

for your help?

A partnership.

A shared ownership
in the find.

50-50.

I do not
need that much help.

Well, with all
due respect, colonel...

given the scope of
Professor Slocombe's find,

you'll need all the help
you can get.

So let me guess,
this isn't the only

one you found on that plane.

No, there's a few more.

How many?
627.

Oh.

You're talking about
$40 million in bullion.

You don't know how
to unload volume like that

without
alerting the CFTC.

You don't know
that the markets in Asia

are softer
this time of year.

You don't know...

But I do.

Now, about those americans
at the airport.

dos americanos

En el aeropuerto San Carlos.

So who are the two
americans at the airport?

Yeah, listen, I just
got this over the radio.

You need to clear out
of that airport now.

How the hell did they
find out we were here?

Does it matter?

That's a fair point.

All right, we'll wait
for the pilot and take off.

Where's the pilot?

He went to see
about getting us refueled,

like,
20 minutes ago.

More like
30 minutes ago.

Where the hell is he?

Hey, he's right there.

That's not good.

That's definitely
not good.

♪ Human Target 1x07 ♪
Salvage & Reclamation
Original Air Date on March 10, 2010

We got a problem, dude.

well, just get out
of there now.

Yeah, that's gonna
be kind of hard,

seeing as how the pilot
just got arrested

and the plane's got
no gas in it.

Look, I'll call you back.

What'd he say?

He suggested
we get airborne.

Oh, yeah, that's helpful.

Yeah.

I got an idea.

We need a new ride.

Did you find
a way out of there yet?

-ish...I mean...

We're in the air.

Now, where the hell
are we supposed to meet you?

Look, just tell your pilot
to head north.

There's a pass through
the mountains called ,

or Angeela--
something like that.

Your guy should
know what it is.

All right, got it.

So we're meeting you
at another airport?

Nah, it's--
it's more of an air field.

It's in the middle
of a forest.

It's about 120 miles
north of your position.

The rebels
used it to ferry

supplies
underneath the radar.

Wait a minute, hang on.

Is it 120 miles,
or is it about 120 miles?

Look, I'm not sure,
but Maria knows.

Look, when
I get there I'll get

the exact location
of the air field,

And I'll call you
again with the coordinates.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir.
Huh?

Do you know how to get
to a mountain range

called, um, Antigua?

or Angeela?
No.

No.

That's great.

That's just great.

All right, listen...

I'm gonna need you
to keep flying north.

Okay, just keep flying
straight ahead north.

Don't ask me for how long.

No.
huh?

No hablo ingles.

Dude, I don't think
he speaks english.

He--

Oh, God.

All right, they're in the air.

Now we just got
to get to Maria's

and find a place to land.

Right, if you
don't mind my saying,

we're asking quite
a bit of her, aren't we?

Harboring two fugitives?

Well, it was Maria's idea

to call me in
in the first place.

She offered to help.

Yes, to help obtain
forged travel documents,

not to shepherd us

to a secret rebel airbase
in the forest.

And not with half the army
tailing behind us.

I've been in a rough spot
with Maria before.

She can handle it.

I've no doubt
she can handle it.

My concern relates more to
whether she wants to handle it.

Or whether she might
want to throw us both out

by our trousers
for bringing

this sort of trouble
into her bar.

Trust me.

She'll be glad to see me.

The fugitive
was last spotted here.

I want patrols in the forest
south of that position.

And if those men are not in my
possession within an hour,

you'll answer for it.

Yes, sir.
Vamos.

Uh, excuse me,
colonel.

Why south?

North of that road
belongs to the rebels.

They would never risk it.

You're talking
$40 million in gold.

You'd be surprised
what people would risk.

What--what is this here?

It's trading post, cantina.
It's nothing.

Might I borrow
a few of your men?

Hola, Maria.

Gracias.

I knew
I could count on you

to get Doug safely to me.

I don't understand.

She wants the gold
for herself, dummy.

Saldovar stole that gold.

It belongs to the people
of this country.

It isn't fair for you--
Life isn't fair, Doug.

You shouldn't dwell on it.

So you call me in,
avoiding the risk

of breaking him out
yourself.

Now the army's scouring
the countryside looking for me.

Meanwhile, you use Doug
to find the wreck.

You were always better
at watching other people's back

instead of keeping
an eye on your own.

Now get out of my place.

Did I do something
to you?

You've got 60 seconds
to get out.

Just asking a question.

Perhaps it would be better
to hash out old times

under less heated
circumstances.

No, relax, Doug.
She's not gonna sh**t me.

Does she know that?
Shut up, Doug.

40 seconds.
If anything,

she should be thanking me
for all the times

I've bailed her
out of a jam.

I'm sorry.
When you bailed me out?

Yeah. Maybe that flat tire
in San Javier.

The leg splint in Los Rios.

And that one time in...

Tarapaca?

Oh, don't you dare
bring up Tarapaca.

Oh, I'll
bring up Tarapaca.

I'll bring up
Tarapaca all day.

Ahem. A little--
Shut up, Doug!

Hold on,
is this because I left?

You hired me to do a job,
and I finished it.

That is not
what this is about.

Oh, come on, Maria.

Now either
you're mad at me

because I left the rebels
you were fighting with,

or you're mad
because I left you.

Time's up.

What's that?

You brought them here?

Well, it's not like
I invited them.

Bring them downstairs.

Ahora!

I don't want them
finding them.

About your rescue plan--
I have some thoughts

for the next go-round.

So...

Pablo, can we
discuss this rationally?

I mean, it's me.

Si, I know.

I remember.

Mm, right.

Is there anyone in this country
who doesn't hate you?

You and I seem
to be doing okay.

Good afternoon.

What can I get for you?

Uh... whiskey.

Gracias.

They know we're here.

How?
I don't know.

They couldn't have gotten
here this fast by accident.

There's no way
she's gonna be able

to stop them from
searching this whole place.

Doug, let me
ask you a question.

You're not a...
pacifist, are you?

Do you know
what's so comforting

about this situation
we find ourselves in?

What's that?

The clarity.

Hmm?
We inhabit a world

that is severely lacking
in that department.

Politics and religion,

the price
of a cup of coffee--

All subjects
of unending disagreement.

But not gold.

Everybody wants it.

People are willing
to k*ll for it.

For 10,000 years,

there's been not an ounce
of doubt about that.

I'm sorry, but you've got me
a little bit at a loss.

What gold are
you talking about?

Would you like
to tell me where

the professor and his friend
are right now?

Hi.

Well, there's one.

Just not the one
I was really hoping for.

So tell me
how this works, Mr...?

Bertram.

You get wind of a find

like Doug's,

you strike a deal
with the locals,

round up some muscle,

and make off with the loot.

There's a name for that.

Salvage and reclamation.

Piracy.

You're a pirate.

Minus the peg leg.

Now, listen, you sound
like a--like a smart guy.

Mm.

But there's
something I know

that you don't.

What would that be?

Doug Slocombe
is not a pacifist.

Doug, let's go!

Don't dawdle.

I said that explicitly.

I mean, I know
he has a soft spot

for this girl,
but come on!

He knew her, like,

ten years ago
for a week!

A week?
Is that what he told you?

A week?

I left after a week, dude.

He stuck around
for, like, four months.

When he finally did get home,

you couldn't say a word to him
without him snapping at you.

I've never known him
to snap at anybody.

Look, a guy like that's
got a lot of armor up, dude.

A girl gets through it...

she's gonna leave a mark.

That's why
I've always tried

to be honest with
my feelings, you know?

Life's too short.

La boca del diablo.

La boca what?

La boca del diablo.

Oh, right.

What do you mean, "right"?

What the hell is going on?

Anjeela, the pass that
Chance told us to take--

they call it "la boca
del diablo" down here.

Devil's mouth.

Why the hell
do they call it that?

It eats planes.

I'm--I'm sorry, what?

Look, the higher elevations
in the mountains

kind of create
a heavy wind shear.

Turbulence.

The pilot we hired could've
handled it, no problem.

That guy really was the best
they got down here.

What about this guy?

Padre del nuestro
que estas en el cielo.

You okay?

Get your hands off me!

That's a nice way
to say "gracias."

You're welcome.
How about you?

You bring a unit
of soldiers into my bar,

give the professor
over here a machine g*n

to sh**t the place up,

and I'm supposed
to say "thank you"?

Probably burning
the place up as we speak.

I imagine you could do
a pretty good renovation

with $5 million.

Excuse me?

That air field
in Antigua,

the one you guys used
to use for supplies...

it's my only way
out of here.

You don't
know where it is.

Tell us the location,

we'll tell you where
to find the gold.

It's called anjeela.

And there's
no "you guys" anymore.

What do you mean?
People are always

talking about
the rebels and--

They're drug runners.
th*gs.

Not the guys we fought with.

And these woods,
they're full of scouts.

You try and
make that air field,

you'll be dead
before you even get close.

Oh.

What makes me think
you know a way past them?

There's a lot more
out there than 5 million.

Any more than that,

you're gonna get yourself
in a lot of trouble.

And once we get Doug back,

he's gonna report
the find to the U.N.

They're gonna
ensure the safe return

of the money
back to the treasury.

But 5 million...
That won't be missed.

From here on out, you do
what I say when I say it.

And if I sense
even for one second

that you're trying
to burn me with this,

I will slit your throat and
leave you out for the wolves.

Works for me.

Now get out of my way.

Told you she'd
be glad to see me.

Yeah.

buenas t*rd.

Buenas t*rd.

Come on, Maria.
Let's get this show on the road.

So may we talk about

your romantic histoy
with Maria?

Why would
we wanna do that?

Well, clearly there
are unresolved feelings

manifesting in all sorts
of virility displays,

Threat gestures...

Now in most cultures,
this kind of behavior

results in
one of two outcomes.

Let me guess, marriage.

Well, yes,
that's certainly one.

And what's the other one?
Premeditated m*rder.

Oh.

Well, I suppose
my point is

so long as
my survival depends

on the two of you
breathing oxygen,

perhaps you may consider
reconciling with her.

I don't think
that's gonna happen.

Right.

Um, in the bar,
you'd said you'd left her.

Right just before
she assaulted you.

Now I'm no expert,
but perhaps it would help

if you told her
why you left.

You get caught in those military
clothes in the woods,

they'll put
your head on a pike.

Get changed.

A little privacy?

Okay.

He does delivery twice a week
through the forest.

He pays protection money

to the rebels in
exchange for safe passage.

He can get us
to the air field.

Okay.

Let's get moving.

Yeah, for the record,

The two of you--
you need help.

Why are we stopped?

This is rebel territory.
So?

They're heavily armed,
are they?

Yes.
Yeah.

Well...

I suppose I'm on my own.

They will k*ll you.

Oh, ye,
of little faith.

You see anything?

So I've been drinking in
your establishment for years.

How is it I never knew you
were once a rebel soldier?

She wasn't just a soldier.

Don't tell him that.

She had her own brigade.

She was the pride of
the fuerza de la revolucion.

Wow.

And how exactly did you
enter into the picture?

Eh, you know,
just referrals...

Referrals?
For what?

Well...

We were planning
an operation

on a high-level target.

Called in boy wonder here

to get it done.

Yeah?
What sort of target?

Don't tell him that.

Saldovar.

Wait, you shot down
that plane?

Well...

Yeah.

You're the reason
I'm on the run for my life.

I'm also the reason you're not
sitting in a jail right now.

So you know, there's that.

But...
Winston.

Yeah, listen, we're on our way
to the air field right now.

As soon as we get there,
we're gonna set up the beacon.

The devil's mouth!

What?
Devil's what?

Oh.

Oh, right.

It's not as bad as it--

What the hell
is he saying?

I think he said
you weigh too much, dude.

Where the hell--hey!

Where the hell
are you going?

He said the plane
weighs too much, wise a*s.

Oh, really?

Is that before or after
you got on it?

Dude...

I don't have
a lot of confidence

in our situation here.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Well,
unless Alberto there

has banked a few favors
with the big guy upstairs,

I think this could be it.

In which case, I got
some things I need to confess.

No.

Oh, no.

Hell, no!

Dude,
that's not cool, man.

I don't care!

I don't give a flying fig newton
if we are about to die.

I'm not gonna spend
the last minutes of my life

listening to all the heinous,
repugnant stuff you've done!

And furthermore,

I know a lot more
about your amoral a*s

than you think I do.

What do you think
I do in this company?

What do you think, I'm
a night watchman or something?

Yeah, a friar
at the orphanage?

Yeah, I know about that.

The nun in Montreal--
I know about that too.

Well, see, I already got

a head that's a stopped-up
toilet full of Guerrero

'cause of this!

There's no vacancy.
No room at the inn.

Lot full, no waiting.

So if you start
with this confession,

I swear either me or you

Are gonna be the next thing
to get out of this plane.

All right,
do you wanna test me?

Go ahead.
Go ahead, say one word.

One word--
senor, senor!

Just for the record...

I think you could've handled
that a little better.

You're touching me.

What are you, eight?

There's not a lot of room
to work with in here.

Why don't we start over?

You know, hey,
"it's nice to see you.

"nice to see you too.

You look great,
you look great."

Don't.
Don't do that.

What?

It's not as if
it was easy for me.

What wasn't easy
for you?

Leaving.

Honestly, I...

I felt...

Not good about it.

Not good?

Yeah.

Yeah, not good.

Care to expand on that?

How?

You said two words.

Well, yeah,
that's a lot for me.

I mean, I'm trying
to be diplomatic here.

You're an idiot.

For the rec--
shh!

I thought I
heard a radio squawk.

What?

You were always
jumpy like that.

Yeah, that's why we never
put you on sentry duty.

You can ask anybody.

Well, good thing
there's no spiders in here.

The rebels would hear
you screaming for miles.

I'm not afraid of spiders.

I'm afraid of one
particular type of spider,

Called the banana spider,

which is
the most venomous spider

in the world.

And it's very common
in this part of latin america.

You're right!

There's one right there
behind you.

It's big.

That's not funny.

It wasn't funny ten years ago,.
It's not funny now.

I told you
not to do that.

I know.

I heard.

I have a g*n.

It's 2010.

Everybody's got g*ns.

Ah, ah. What was that?
What's going on?

shut up, Doug!
Hmm?

Hello again.

I see you got some new pirate
buddies.

How'd you manage that?

Well, it just so happens

that I'm friends
with Jesus Montoya,

their chief
weapons supplier.

We spent last Christmas
in Caracas.

It was lovely.

Now...

Where is
Saldovar's plane?

Okay.

All right.
Everybody just relax.

The plane is this way.

If you put down the g*ns,
I'll take you there.

Can I assume that you know

what will happen
to your beautiful friends

if you're lying?

Yeah.
Okay.

Good.

What are you doing?

Even if we take them
to the gold,

they're still
going to k*ll us.

I know.

This isn't even
the right way.

The plane's
in the other direction.

I know.

So where the hell
are we going?

So at what point
do they realize

we're just
stringing them along

and then just sh**t us?

Well, I'd have to imagine
it would be pretty soon.

But luckily we're here.

Where?

Isn't this where we used
to hide our ammunition?

Ammunition supplies,
surrounded by--

Yep.

Minefield.

Are you crazy?

Just stay on your toes.

When you hear the signal,
stay on this line.

It'll get us through.

What signal?

That signal.

Run!

What happened?
It's my fault.

It's my fault. I stepped
on the one of the mines.

She shoved me
out of the way.

Come on.
Come on, Maria.

You're touching me again.

Get off me.

The air field is
just a few miles away.

What happened in
the gentleman in the suit?

He'll know
about the air field.

We better move.

Winston...
Yeah.

It's me.
Listen.

The beacon,
it's up and running.

Yeah, we just got the signal.
We're on our way.

Okay.

How's your arm?
I've hurt worse.

You were worried about me.

Not good.
Hmm?

In the back of the truck,

You said it felt
"not good"

When you left.

So why did you?

The night before I left...

All I could think
of was--

Uh... excuse me.

Doug, I'm trying
to do a thing here.

Mm-hm, but...

We just can't
catch a break, can we?

Let's go.

Listen, guys,
a little bit of a glitch.

The army just
seized the air field.

That ain't good.

No es bueno, dude.

Look, how are we gonna land
with the army on the runway?

You can't.

You guys search the field.

Set up a perimeter.

Well, if they're not
here yet, they will be soon.

Uh...Is someone gonna
tell me what we're gonna do?

Guerrero,
I got an idea.

Remember that thing
on the roof of the farmhouse?

The flood or
the place with the geese?

No, no, no, the flood.

No. Really?

All right,
uh, we can do that.

How much time you need?

About five minutes.

See you in five.

Do I want to know?

No.

that's crazy, man.

Yeah, that is crazy.

Now you wanna tell me
what the hell's going on?

Fly in low.
Low, bajo.

Bajo?
Come with me, dude.

What are we looking for?

Cable, lots of it.

Will this work?

Perfect.

They're getting close.

Let's go.

Maria...

Back up that truck
between those towers.

What do I do?
Write down the coordinates

to saldovar's gold
and help her.

On three.

Three.

Doug, get up here.

Oh, no.

Yes.
No.

Doug, get in the net.

Okay.

The plane's gonna
be here any minute.

Here.
What's that?

It's the coordinates
for Saldovar's plane.

We had a deal, right?

What?

Doug is right,
it doesn't belong to me.

It's not
what I want anyway.

What I want is an answer.

I never
wanted to leave you.

Every time I've ever gotten
close to anybody in my life,

they've been taken away.

Cut it.

I didn't leave because
I didn't have feelings for you.

I left because I did.

Go!
Stay down.

uh...

Um...

Um...

Hey, how you doing?
You all right?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

So what happened
to the plane we came in on?

This one looks like
a flying vending machine.

I'm glad you're okay.

Oh, no.

The map, it's not here.

Do you have it?

It must've fallen
off of us in the air.

Relax, Doug...

Things get lost
down there all the time.

Nicely done.

Shut up, Doug.