STOP THE GODDAMN CAR!
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Conrad Morgan:
[noticing his chauffeur is going the opposite way of the senate house]
Franklin, where're we going? Franklin, I said, where are we going? What the hell is this? Booker:
[turns around]
Good morning, Mr. Secretary. Conrad Morgan:
[angry]
Booker. Now, just what in the hell do you think YOU'RE doing? Booker:
You said I was a good jungle fighter. Well, I'm also a fast learner. [Morgan tries to dial the police on his limo phone, but discovers the cord was cut off the receiver. He then tries to open both passenger doors, but notices they been locked] Conrad Morgan:
All right, now you stop this car, you fool. Booker:
Relax, Morgan. We're just gonna talk. Conrad Morgan:
All right, All right, go ahead, talk. Booker:
What you said about expedience made a hell of a lot of sense. I see there's only one way to deal with people like you. Expediently. You won all the battles, Morgan, but you're gonna lose this war. How would you like to be an MIA? Conrad Morgan:
What are you talking about? Booker:
When it comes time for your swearing in, today, you're not gonna be there. Conrad Morgan:
[confident]
I'll be there. Booker:
Uh-uh. Conrad Morgan:
You're dreaming, Booker. Booker:
Am I? [Morgan notices Booker is whizzing past traffic] Conrad Morgan:
Booker, they're going to come looking for me. You can't just disappear a Secretary of State without arousing someone's ire. Booker:
Let them look. Conrad Morgan:
All right, Booker. Go ahead, tell me. What's your plan, huh? Booker:
If you get away with this, Morgan, it'll betray every guy that died in any war we ever had and God knows how many more people you'll kill in the future. I'm not gonna let it happen. Conrad Morgan:
You're insane. It won't work. Booker:
You can bet your ass it will. Conrad Morgan:
You're crazy, you goddamned idiot! Now, you stop this car, you hear me? You stop this car or I'll... [picks up a glass liquor bottle] Conrad Morgan:
by god, I'll kill you! Booker:
You're panicking, Morgan. Conrad Morgan:
STOP THE GODDAMN CAR! [he smashes the bottle on Booker's head, causing the limo to drift out of control and eventually crashing into the ocean, drowning Morgan]
[noticing his chauffeur is going the opposite way of the senate house]
Franklin, where're we going? Franklin, I said, where are we going? What the hell is this? Booker:
[turns around]
Good morning, Mr. Secretary. Conrad Morgan:
[angry]
Booker. Now, just what in the hell do you think YOU'RE doing? Booker:
You said I was a good jungle fighter. Well, I'm also a fast learner. [Morgan tries to dial the police on his limo phone, but discovers the cord was cut off the receiver. He then tries to open both passenger doors, but notices they been locked] Conrad Morgan:
All right, now you stop this car, you fool. Booker:
Relax, Morgan. We're just gonna talk. Conrad Morgan:
All right, All right, go ahead, talk. Booker:
What you said about expedience made a hell of a lot of sense. I see there's only one way to deal with people like you. Expediently. You won all the battles, Morgan, but you're gonna lose this war. How would you like to be an MIA? Conrad Morgan:
What are you talking about? Booker:
When it comes time for your swearing in, today, you're not gonna be there. Conrad Morgan:
[confident]
I'll be there. Booker:
Uh-uh. Conrad Morgan:
You're dreaming, Booker. Booker:
Am I? [Morgan notices Booker is whizzing past traffic] Conrad Morgan:
Booker, they're going to come looking for me. You can't just disappear a Secretary of State without arousing someone's ire. Booker:
Let them look. Conrad Morgan:
All right, Booker. Go ahead, tell me. What's your plan, huh? Booker:
If you get away with this, Morgan, it'll betray every guy that died in any war we ever had and God knows how many more people you'll kill in the future. I'm not gonna let it happen. Conrad Morgan:
You're insane. It won't work. Booker:
You can bet your ass it will. Conrad Morgan:
You're crazy, you goddamned idiot! Now, you stop this car, you hear me? You stop this car or I'll... [picks up a glass liquor bottle] Conrad Morgan:
by god, I'll kill you! Booker:
You're panicking, Morgan. Conrad Morgan:
STOP THE GODDAMN CAR! [he smashes the bottle on Booker's head, causing the limo to drift out of control and eventually crashing into the ocean, drowning Morgan]
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I said Where are we going
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What the hell is this
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Good morning Mr Secretary
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Booker
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Just what in the hell do you think you're doing
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You said I was a good jungle fighter I'm also a fast learner
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All right now you stop this car you fool
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Relax Morgan we're just going to talk
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All right go ahead Talk
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What you said about expedience made a hell of a lot of sense
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I see there's only one way to deal with people like you expediently
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You won all the battles Morgan but you're gonna lose this war
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Movie Summary
An ex-US Army commando must find the reason why his comrades from his unit are being systematically murdered before he is next.
Actors
Conrad Morgan
John T. Booker
