Redline

Rudy, take it easy!

Nervous, Mr. Wade?

Piece of cake.

Well, don't start eating it until we hit terra firma.

Terra what? - What?

What?

The good earth, my uneducated friend.

Right on the fucking button.

Nice touch.

That girlfriend of yours has quite an imagination.

You did it!

A little run-in with their customs over Anchorage.

That new demographic radar system is a bitch.

I've been thinking.

What about Canada?

They still farm there, and none of it's

genetically engineered bullshit.

How can you think about food at a time like this?

I was thinking about something else.

Let me show you something.

We're going to be millionaires.

So what are those things?

Head games for the masses.

Biosynthetic computer chips.

There are more things in heaven and Earth

than dreamed in your philosophy, my dear Mr. Wade.

Good old-fashioned American yankee know-how,

just like you, Wade.

There's a compliment in there somewhere.

What's this?

Californian Cabernet.

It's my favorite.

You've ruined the surprise.

I thought we'd have a little celebration.

Yeah!

To our last winter in Moscow.

You're not still thinking about retiring, Wade?

Oh, shit!

Get her out of here!

Fuck!

Shit. - We've been caught!

We've been caught!

Lay down your weapons.

Stay calm.

This is a military intervention.

Come on!

You are being monitored.

Do not attempt to leave the sector.

Military intervention.

Go! Come on!

Move it!

You are in violation

of Act 33 of the Military Importation Act.

You are being monitored by military rescue.

Do not attempt to leave the sector.

You are being monitored.

You are being monitored.

It's coming!

Come on!

Let's go!

It's on top of us.

This is a military intervention.

You are in violation of...

All right, Wade!

Let's go!

Why?

You didn't have to kill him.

Wade.

Wade.

No!

I told you I'd take care of everything.

No.

No!

Sorry.

Sorry.

Who is it?

Checking.

John Anderson Wade.

Small-time entreprenuer. American.

Ex-Central Intelligence.

Wanted to make a killing in the bio-weapon fantasy market.

There are no criminal warrants outstanding.

Burn the woman.

Put his body in the cybernator. - Sir?

Evidence, Tatiana.

Evidence.

Doctor, report to surgery.

Sir?

I have the president on the line.

Is it secure?

Naturally, sir.

I just did it myself.

Yes, tovarishch?

Madam President, I found my first volunteer

for resurrection.

He may provide a break in the investigation of Moscow's

new ideological subversive elements...

The so-called crime syndicate... the Troika.

The Troika.

Remember, this is an election year.

There can be no military interference in police matters.

No unfounded accusations.

I will exercise total discretion.

Police Chief Udo will never know of our interests.

May I proceed with resurrection?

Thank you, Madam President.

I knew you'd understand.

Proceed.

At this very moment, the anti-trauma

culture is slowly penetrating into his cerebral cortex.

It will begin creating new living

biosynthetic tissue with no side effects,

except for, perhaps, a little pain.

Let me guess.

You had a dog named Spot.

You love baseball and apple pie.

Your family went to church.

Your parents voted Republican.

What can I say, Mr. Wade?

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

Don't worry.

In a few months, he'll be as good as new.

I guarantee it.

Please remember to wash your hands

with the provided sporicide when handling all carcasses

and body parts marked for...

Mr. Yamoto, we at the Troika feel,

when it comes to illegal activities,

you really have the right business instincts.

Thank you, Mr. Merrick.

People want the good things in life...

The law of supply and demand.

Yes.

The wages of sin are steep.

Quite true.

Quite true.

Please be careful.

It's a museum piece.

But as the demand increases, the more challenging

it will become.

Too challenging for one man, don't you think?

You need a dynamic business organization like the Troika.

I'd like some time to discuss this with my associates.

Time's up.

Come on.

Come on, babushka.

No one muscles in on my business.

We at the Troika feel you should

get out of this business.

Try something small, perhaps something legal.

Don't shoot!

Back off!

You're interrupting a merger talk.

Do as he says!

Drop your guns.

No!

It's yours!

What?

I can't quite understand you.

You were saying?

Here you are.

The was

presented today in a ceremony.

The president's high commissioner has

issued their interim report.

Crime figures have risen 50%.

The figures are even more alarming in the fifth district.

There has been a jump by 81%.

When asked to comment, Moscow's police chief Udo

stated the situation is well under control.

Here, he is seen...

displaying some of the illegal weapons

seized in early morning raids around Moscow.

In an extraordinary move, the Roman Catholic Church

has denied...

Hi.

Aren't you cold?

Here.

That's better.

Take it easy.

You were right to call me.

Moves well for a dead man, don't you think?

Should I call the Moscow police?

No, I know exactly where he's going.

We can pick him up any time we wish.

Sir?

He's been betrayed by his friend.

He's going to get even.

But sir, what about the president's orders?

He has to be terminated immediately

after his interrogation.

Madam President will appreciate our initiative.

After all, where else are we going

to find such a highly motivated individual

to help with our investigation?

I understand.

Moscow urbans,

please do not leave any baggage unattended.

You got any pain killers?

I got dollars.