Episode 8
[Opening Theme MELL – Red Fraction]
Title: Troubles Knocking
[Opening Scene]
Benny's eyes squinted as he gazed through the car window viewing the trees pass by him. Benny didn't know what happen. He remembered the bar fight with Hans and Revy but after that everything was fuzzy. He pulled himself up from the car seat and sat up. Feeling the back of his head he felt a large swollen bruise. Looking around he saw the man Hans and a man in the front talking on his phone. He could barely make out the conversation but wherever they were going they were going to be there shortly. "Where are we going?" Benny asked as he blinked his eyes a few times to try to stop the car from spinning. "We're going to see your old employer, you know who that is?" The man in front asked. "No, what do you mean?" Benny asked. "Can you believe this guy Hans? I can't believe you forgot your old friend, Mr. Torricelli," the man said as he turned around and looked at Benny just smiling. Benny then realized what happened after seeing that the man was Calvin. "We'll be there shortly. You better get a quick nap or something because when we get there you have a lot of work to finish," Calvin said turning back around. Benny could only think what they had in stored for him. He hoped it wasn't torture.
[The airport on the main island with Dutch and Rock]
Dutch and Rock walked up the ramp onto the wobbly loading deck. The ocean had become more choppy than usual. Dutch looked out to the distance of the horizon and saw grey and black clouds forming. Lightning could be seen within the clouds and high winds were throwing out some serious waves. A monsoon was coming and it was bringing hell with it. "Lets' try to make this quick Rock; I don't want to be caught in that shit storm when it hits," Dutch said as he walked further up loading deck. "I couldn't agree more," Rock said hurrying his pace. They reached the top of the loading deck and saw airfield. The airfield was tarnished, debris was everywhere. Hollow shells of planes lay upon the destroyed airfield. There was no way a plane of any sort could land here let alone take off. Out in the distance was a large grey building that stood magnificently over the airfield. The sheer size of the building could've doubled as a control tower for the airfield as well as a sizeable office building. "That must be the place," Rock said. Dutch nodded. Startling them a Kasatka corporate helicopter flew over them at great speed and ascended the colossal building and landed at the peak of the building. "We'll we don't want to keep them waiting, lets go," Dutch said.
They approached the doors of the building and tried to gaze inside but only saw a small distorted reflection of themselves from the tint of the windows. Dutch looked up and saw a security camera was watching them. He could tell it was on because of the blinking red light. Rock looked at his side and saw a call box. He pressed the button and a loud buzzer went off. A few seconds passed then a female voice came through the call box. "State your name and purpose of being here," the female voice said. "Dutch and Rock of the Lagoon Company and we're here to have a conference with Mr. Dougalson in conference room C," Rock said. There was long pause before the voice came on again. "They've been waiting for you, come on in," the female voice said. Another loud buzzer was heard as the doors opened. Dutch and Rock walked into the building. The interior of the building was all concrete. There were pylons stretching from wall to wall all over the building. It had seemed that the pylons were keeping the building intact. There was a circular desk in the middle of the lobby of building. As Dutch and Rock approached the desk they kept looking around. There were no other levels that could be visibly seen from the lobby. A set of cameras followed their every movement as they got to the desk. An attractive woman sat behind desk. She had blonde hair that was put into a bun with what looked like chopsticks put through it. She wore a white blouse with black slacks. She wore an ear piece with a throat mic and had what seemed to be sunglasses on. She was talking to someone through her headset as they got to her. She took off the sunglasses to reveal her deep green eyes. "Take the elevator behind me down to sub level three; that is where conference room C is," she said as she put back on the sunglasses. "Miss, why are you wearing sunglasses inside?" Rock inquired. She smiled then spoke "These aren't just sunglasses they double as a video feed to all the cameras within the building. "Impressive, who pays for all of that?" Rock asked. She didn't answer because she was no longer paying attention to Rock. Dutch called out to Rock "Are you coming or what?" he said as he waited in the elevator for him. Rock ran to the elevator and got it. Dutch pushed the button labeled sub level three. The grey metallic doors closed and they descended into the concrete behemoths stomach.
Seconds later the doors reopened revealing a conference room with a large metallic table in the middle of room. There sat three men in business suits. The man on the left wore a black sports coat with a white dress shirt with a black tie and an ear piece. The man on the right wore was wearing the exactly same thing. Lastly there was the man in the middle. He was sitting at the table reviewing documents of some type. This man was clean shaven with brown slicked back hair. He was wearing thin reading glasses with a two pieced suit. "Please sit" he said as he continued to review the documents. Dutch and Rock took a seat near him and waited until he was done. He finished up and slid the documents to Dutch. "When you said airport I thought there'd be a business airport but when I got here I only saw this building," he said. "I guess this is what you get when you decide to meet on a mainland island of a civil war torn city, right?" the man said. "Well to be honest I had know idea what came of this island. I thought it'd still be in good condition but as of yesterday I've been starting to notice that this entire region has gone to shit," Dutch said passing the documents to Rock. "So what is your name sir?" Rock asked. "My apologies; how rude of me. My name is Mitch Dougalson, chief advisor of Vanessa's company," he said as he stood up and leaned over the table to give both of them a handshake. The three shook firmly and sat back down. "Now on to business, Dutch, you are relinquishing your ownership of Vanessa's business over to me but by the numbers it seems you're going to be taking out a few million dollars, 3.5 million to be exact," Dougalson mentioned. "That is correct, our business was burned down and unfortunately we have no type of insurance to cover our ass. The money is to replace everything we had in there and rebuild the building itself," Dutch said. "I'm sorry to hear that," Dougalson said. "Well then if you give me a minute I'll wire that funds over to your account and we'll be all done," he said reaching for his laptop under the table. He pulled out a state of the art silver laptop. "Dougalson, Mitch" he said to the laptop. Two lock clicks echoed throughout the conference room as he said his name. He opened the laptop and quickly typed in a code to access the accounts. "I'm sorry to hear about Vanessa, she was really inspirational just like her mother. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the news about what happened," Dougalson said as he waited for the laptop to finish loading. "There were a great amount of people at her funeral Dutch; she was admired by all of her employees," Dougalson said. Dutch didn't bother answering as he continued to sit in silence. "Ah, here we go," Dougalson said as he turned the laptop towards Dutch. "I just need you to type in your account number and I'll finish this transaction," Dougalson said as he pointed to the screen. Dutch typed in the information and pressed ok. The screen made the confirmation of the correct account and waited for Dougalson to type in the company's account. "So did you ever get a hold of any Harting's personal information?" Dougalson inquired. Just then Rock got a strange vibe about Dougalson. Rock had felt that he was interrogating Dutch about Vanessa's death. Something was beginning to bug Rock about Mitch Dougalson.
Dougalson turned the laptop towards him and began to finish the transaction. Rock tapped Dutch on the shoulder and leaned in and whispered to him "Dougalson seems to be highly interested in Vanessa's and Harting's death don't you think?" Rock asked. Dutch nodded in compliance. "Alright, all transactions have been completed. You are now 3.5 million dollars richer Dutch," Dougalson said. "Now I'm going to need your signatures on a few documents that will release you of authority on the company and we can all be on our way," Dougalson added. Rock took the documents and looked them over making sure everything was in order. A phone call then came in breaking the silence in the room. Dougalson pressed speaker on the phone, "What is it Tiffany?" Dougalson asked. "Sir, I have an incoming call from a young man by the name of Yukio for Dutch," Dougalson tossed him the phone on the table. "You can take the call Dutch," Dougalson said. Dutch got up and headed outside the conference room.
"What's wrong Yukio?" Dutch asked. "Well sir…" Yukio started speaking but was cut off by another voice. Dutch could hear arguing on the other end of the line "give me the damn phone Yukio!" the voice said. "No forget it, this is my call and my place of business Felix, get your own phone," Yukio said. "Give it damn it!" The voice yelled. There was silence again. Then a familiar voice came through. "Sorry about that Dutch, this is Felix speaking," he said. "What's wrong?" Dutch asked. "How far are you from the resort? Can you get here quickly?" Felix asked. "Why? What happened?" Dutch said. "Well Benny has been kidnapped by what seemed to a former employer and Revy is unconscious from her fight with a very large man named Hans," Felix said. "Ugh, shit, why me?" Dutch thought to himself. "Fucking hell, I'll be there within two hours, Dutch out," Dutch stormed back into the conference room. "Sorry Dougalson but this conference has to be cut short. We got some problems back at the resort," Dutch said motioning Rock to get up. "Rock could stay here and sign the documents for you, just give him the ok and we won't have to reschedule or anything Dutch," Dougalson said. Dutch thought for a moment and then glanced at Rock "Can you handle this paper work Rock?" Dutch asked. "Of course, go help Revy," Rock said. "Thanks Rock," Dutch said as he left the conference room leaving Dougalson and Rock to themselves.
As the elevator headed back up top side rock continued to review the documents. "Do you mind if I had a smoke?" Dougalson asked Rock. "No, I don't mind, go ahead," Rock said as he continued viewing the papers. Dougalson inhaled deeply then blew out the smoke. He got up from his seat and slowly paced around the room. "You probably get this a lot, but why are you with these pirates?" Dougalson asked. Rock laughed a bit after hearing that question that he hears so much. "To be honest Mr. Dougalson--" "Please call me Mitch," Dougalson said cutting Rock off. "Ok, well Mitch I was tired of my old life I was living and I decided to choose this life," Rock said signing the first document. "Sometimes though it feels like I'm forced into situations I don't want to be in. I rarely ever pick a side but instead I choose to be by myself," Rock said. "Oh, that must be difficult," Dougalson said. "Of course it is. Sometimes I wish that I didn't involve myself in those kinds of matters and a lot of the time I'm dragged into it for no apparent reason. You do get used to it though, but on the rare occasion I just want to escape it all, you know what I mean?" Rock asked. Dougalson nodded his head while putting his cigarette out in the ashtray. "When I see myself escaping it all I only see myself returning back to what I originally was doing before I came here and hating my life that much more," Rock said. There was a long moment of silence between the two. Dougalson could hear the scribble of the signature on the documents ever so clearly. "All done," Rock announced. Dougalson walked over to Rock and checked the documents. "Everything seems to be in order. Alright then let's take you back to that hotel of yours," Dougalson said as he put the documents into a silver attache case and handcuffed it to his wrist. Rock, Dougalson, and the two guards got into the elevator and headed back up to the lobby.
The silver doors opened and in walked Tiffany. Rock noticed that she was holding a computerized device of some sort. The doors closed and the elevator continued its' course back up top to the helipad. "If you had a choice to have a normal life and be taken care of for the rest of your life, would you take it?" Dougalson asked Rock. Rock didn't know how to reply but the words he thought would never come out came out at that moment. "Maybe," Rock said. "Well then Mr. Okajima, allow me to make you a rather interesting offer," Dougalson said. "How did you know my name?" Rock asked as his heart began to pick up speed. "I'm in the business of knowing Mr. Okajima," Dougalson said as the elevator reached the top of the helipad. The doors opened for the last time. Rock saw the kasatka with a pilot waiting for them. The winds had picked up severely and the lightning that could be seen miles away was even closer than before. They all boarded the helicopter and got ready for lift off. "Rock I'm offering you a chance to leave this life of criminal activity and embrace a life that will be taken care for you. No more dodging bullets and no more being dragged into whose side you will pick to be on. This is a once in a lifetime chance to change yourself," Dougalson said putting on the headphones. "Who do you work for?" Rock yelled. "It doesn't matter who I work for what matter is that I don't want to see an innocent man go down with a bunch of low lives for numerous felonies and acts of treason," Dougalson replied. Rock turned his head away from Dougalson and looked out the window of the helicopter. A part of him wanted out and the other part didn't know what to do. "I know this is a lot of to take in so I'll give you some time. So we'll be staying at the hotel with you until you make a decision," Dougalson said smiling.
[Dutch has reached the resort just as the hurricane has started to hit the island]
The winds were tossing around debris and sea water every which way. Dutch covered his head as he ran across the dock and into the hotel. Yukio and Felix were sitting with an unconscious Revy lying on the sofa. "It's about time man, I thought that hurricane swallowed you," Felix said as he got up to greet Dutch. "Hello sir," Yukio said as he waved to him. Dutch walked over to the sofa and saw that Revy had a badly bruised face. He wasn't sure if any bones were broken though so he didn't move her. "We tried tossing water on her but that didn't work out so well," Felix said. "Have any ideas?" he asked Dutch. "Well this one time when she was out like this it took her a few days to recover but I highly doubt whoever took Benny will give him a few days," Dutch said. "Do you have any alcohol around here?" Dutch asked. Felix just looked at him oddly "Now isn't the time to drink Dutch," Felix said crossing his arms. "No you idiot, I need you to fill up a bucket of alcohol then toss it on her," Dutch said. Felix nodded and grabbed Yukio's arm and dragged him to get some.
About 15 minutes later they returned with a bucket of alcohol. The smell was highly potent and disgusting. Dutch took the bucket and threw it on Revy but nothing happened. "Felix pick her up by her arm and stand her up, Yukio grab the other and keep her steady," Dutch said as he backed up to the counter. They stood her up the best they could and held her tightly. "This works every once in a blue moon so just bare with me guys," Dutch said calmly as he breathed deeply. Upon letting out the inhaled air Dutch charged Revy at full speed. The two bodies collided as if a train had crashed into a car. Upon the collision the two let go of Revy and she went flying back toppling over the couch and crashing on the coffee table. "That was your plan Dutch? To severely hurt her, what's wrong with you?" Felix shouted. Dutch said nothing as he waited for something to happen. "What did you think was going to happen Dutch? That she was going to awake after being hit like that again?" Felix inquired. Thinking that waking her up was a failure a low moan was heard from behind the couch. The three rushed to couch and saw Revy lying face down on what once was a pile of wood. "What the fuck happened?" she said forcing herself up. Her arms gave way and she fell back to the floor. Dutch pulled her up on to the sofa. "Ah shit my head is killing me. Can someone tell me what happened?" she said as she clinched her eyes to the pain she was receiving in her chest. "Well Revy you were knocked out by Hans and his incredible might," Felix said handing her a damp cloth so she could wipe her face. "Oh now I remember," she said then suddenly jerked upwards shouting Benny's name. "Don't worry Revy we'll get him," Dutch said reassuring her. "What about wonder boy, where is he?" she asked. "He is on the mainland with Vanessa's advisor filling out paper work," he said lifting her up by her arm. Dutch and Felix helped Revy up to their room while Yukio stayed downstairs to clean up.
"Dutch we need to find Benny now!" Revy exclaimed as she took off her tank top. "I know Revy but first I need to see if you have any broken bones. You're no good to me if you can't function properly," Dutch said as he cleared of the dinning room table. He told Felix to get more alcohol and some rags. As Revy lied upon the table Dutch shined the light on her body revealing multiple open wounds and bruises all over her chest and abdominal region. "Damn Revy he did a number on you. I haven't seen you this torn up since you fought it out with that maid," Dutch said as he finished prepping the tools. "Yeah, I remember that glasses bitch. I still won though," she said smiling. "Uh huh," Dutch mumbled. "What the hell is that suppose to mean? If it wasn't for Balalaika I would've killed that bitch," she said defending her position. She continued to talk as Dutch cleaned her wounds. "Dutch, how do you know all this medical shit?" Revy asked. "Proper training," he answered he stitched up the wounds. He then tossed a bunch of cheap alcohol on the wounds to sanitize the area. She flinched as the alcohol burned seeping into the wounds. Dutch ran his hand up her abdomen and near her chest. He pressed firmly on her chest. She let out an ear piercing scream. Dutch knew it; she had cracked a rib during a fight. Dutch left the table and walked into the other room where Felix was. "Is she going to be ok?" Felix inquired. "She's got a broken rib. She needs rest. I need you to think where they could've taken Benny," Dutch said as he walked into the bathroom and cleaned her hands. "There is an old iron works on the edge of the island where they take most of the people for interrogation purposes. You might want to try your search there and as far as I know there are no guards so you shouldn't be interrupted," Felix said. "If you need any weapons Maxi can help out in that department. I've collected some firearms while on this place. They may be old but they can pack a punch," Felix said with a big grin on his face. Dutch nodded walked back outside to the living room. Dutch cleaned his sunglasses and stared at Revy. At was the very few times Revy actually saw into Dutch's eyes. She knew at that very moment he was getting ready for action. She slowly struggled to get up. She clinched her rib in pain and forced herself up. "Not this time Revy, I need to do this my own," Dutch said as he threw on his glasses. "Bullshit Dutch, you need me on this. You can't do this on your own," Revy said "Besides who's going to watch your back?" Dutch said nothing and left the room. Revy hobbled over to the door but Felix grabbed her and held her back. "Get off me Felix!" She yelled. "Dutch! Dutch! Dutch!" she shouted but Dutch did not hear her. "I need to put this team back in working order" Dutch thought to himself as he walked out of the hotel and towards the tavern.
Dutch arrived at the tavern. Dutch could hear the hurricane winds swooshing across the rickety roof top of the bar. Dutch took a look around and called out to anyone "Maxi, are you here?" he asked. "Yeah man I'm in the back with Smiley just come on through," Maxi yelled. Dutch walked towards the back of the kitchen looking around for Maxi. He then saw Smiley lecturing Maxi as he was pulling out large crates from beneath the walk-in freezer. "The man has to have a death wish if he is going to oppose Torricelli. You need an army to get into that place," Smiley said as he continued to fiddle with the toothpick in his mouth. Maxi just looked at Smiley in whatever kind of way. "That guy Benny is his friend I suppose and I bet you they've been through a lot together. So replacing him isn't an option," Maxi said pulling out the last crate. "What's your opinion Dutch?" He asked. "You're right on the money Maxi. He is my friend and he isn't replaceable, neither are the other two. They are the last bit of family I got left but don't tell them I said so," Dutch said as he opened up the top crate. "I told you man, this man has got a pair of brass ones," Maxi said to Smiley. "Well if you ask me he's crazy to do something like this. Torricelli is…" "Just another corpse waiting to be put into a casket," Dutch said chiming in.
Dutch pulled out a trench gun from the crate. He blew off the dust that had collected itself on gun. "Does this work?" He asked as he tossed it to Maxi. Maxi gave it a once over and then started to disassemble it. "We'll know after I grease the parts," he said. Dutch continue looking for more suitable weapons. His eyes glanced over a grease gun, an M-16, an M-14, and lastly a M1A1 rifle. "Do you have any pistols or explosives?" Dutch asked. "Yeah, here take a look at these," Smiley said kicking large briefcase across the floor. Dutch opened the case to view an assortment of handguns and grenades of all types. He picked up the one that caught his eye. It had a silver barrel with a cream colored grip. He gave it a twirl on his hand then tossed it behind his back and caught it back with his hand. "I'll take this," Dutch said with a grin. Maxi took a look at what he was holding; it was a Colt 1873 single action army. "Well alright then cowpoke unless you plan on having a duel with them at dawn I suggest you take these two just in case," Maxi said in John Wayne voice as he handed him a Colt 1911. They were colored with charcoal and silver. Dutch gave them a once over and gave them back to Maxi. "I handle myself better with revolvers," Dutch said. "Ok have it your way," Maxi said as he took them back. "Alright let's go to the back and test these puppies out," said Smiley. They got to the back of the bar and opened a hidden door behind a shelf. Maxi entered in first and turned on the lights, the other two went in after the lights came on. The room had sandbag barrier in the front and a range about 20 to 30 feet in length. Maxi put up a target and sent it down the range. "The gun is all greased up, give it a few shot," Maxi said as he tossed the gun to Dutch. The gun echoed throughout the room as Dutch pumped out several spread shells in a matter of seconds. "Do you have any slugs?" Dutch asked. Smiley handed him a box of slugs. Dutch loaded them quickly and fired them off. They tore the target in half within two shots. He then switched to the revolvers. Swiftly pulling the trigger the revolver unloaded its bullets into the next target. Maxi pulled in the target and saw they were mostly head shots with the exception of two forehead shots. "Ok then, I think you're all set. Head back up stairs and I'll finish getting everything ready for," Maxi said as he picked the guns placing them in a satchel for Dutch. "I appreciate this Maxi, thanks for your help," Dutch said as he left the room. "The pleasure is all mine," Maxi muttered as Dutch left the room.
[Dougalson helicopter lands on top of the hotel]
Dougalson and Rock hopped out of the helicopter with Tiffany and the bodyguards following closely behind. The group walked down the stairwell and all the way to the lobby where Yukio was sitting behind the counter reading. He heard the footsteps of many people and glanced up and noticed Rock and the group behind him. He quickly jumped from his chair and greeted them "Hello and Welcome to…" he was cut off by Tiffany "No time to pleasantries, we need a room directly across from this man's room," Tiffany said as she pointed to Rock. Yukio frowned and tried to look up a room for them on his computer. "Alas I'm sorry miss but we have nothing available until next month. Might I suggest another hotel for you?" He asked. "No that's alright I'm sure we can make do," Tiffany said she stepped back behind the bodyguards. Dougalson shoved Rock and told him to just take him to his room. Rock nodded and they headed back up stairs.
"Get the fuck off my Felix I'm going to help Dutch whether he wants it or not," Revy said shoving Felix's face to the side. "Listen Revy, you're hurt bad you need to rest so stay put!" Felix said grabbing a hold of Revy's shoulders forcing her down on the couch. Revy couldn't take it anymore. She never thought she'd be sidelined due to a wound or a few broken bones. She wasn't going to sidelined anymore. Revy forced herself up again with while Felix tried to hold her down but she managed to give him a swift kick to the groin knocking him down. "You're lucky I cracked my rib or else I would've made sure you wouldn't get back up," She said smiling. She threw on her holsters and barged out the door. The door slammed behind her. She quickly ran down the hallway the best she could holding her chest with one hand. She saw Rock coming up with Dougalson and his men behind him but just barged right through them. "Revy!" Rock shouted "where the hell are you going?" as he regained his balance. "No time to talk Rock but long story short Dutch needs my help," She yelled as she turned the corner. Rock didn't understand what was happening but all he knew was that shit has just hit the fan once again.
Rock got into the room and closed the door behind him. He could hear Dougalson and the others fixing up the room next to him. It was as if they were remodeling the entire room from all the sound that was coming for it. Rock threw himself on the couch and sat up a bit. He then noticed Felix coming out of the bedroom. "What's up Rock? It looks like you have a lot on your mind," Felix said as he tossed dirtied bandages away. Rock ran both his hands through his hair and let out an exhausting sigh. "You can tell? Man, I just don't know anymore. It's like the world is crashing down around me piece by piece and I don't think I can handle much of this anymore," Rock staring at the ground trying to gain some type insight on the situation. Felix took a seat next to him and handed him some water. "Having trouble with this lifestyle?" He asked. "You have no idea Felix. It's like I'm stuck having to choose between something I want and something I need to do for myself. The last thing I want to do is choose the wrong decision and regret it. Ever have times where you could wish it all away?" Rock asked as he drank the water. "Of course but the thing to remember is wants and needs are two very different things. They may seem like the exactly alike but only in the end of choosing one or the other you'll know what's what," Felix said. "Whatever is going on in your head I hope you sort it all out properly. I would hate to see you make a wrong decision and cause someone else world to crash down on them," Felix said as he got up and headed out of the room. Before leaving he said something else "Don't worry Rock, you're a smart guy. Whatever you decide to do it will be the right decision for you," he said as the door closed. Rock got up and loosened his tie and walked into the bedroom. He took off the shoes and took a seat on the bed. The bed embraced him tightly like a much needed hug. He turned his head towards the window and glanced out to the see the carnage of the hurricane outside. It was like the weather was describing his emotions. He closed his eyes and decided to sleep for a bit hoping when he wakes up his thoughts are clear.
[Meanwhile in the other room]
"Tiffany, what is Rock doing right now?" Dougalson asked. "He just went into the bedroom and is trying to sleep," She said. "Hmm, interesting, do you have a signal for the satellite phone yet?" He asked. "Yes I do, here it is," She said as she handed him the phone. He dialed out and stepped into the bedroom. The phone was ringing then there was an answer. "Code name," the voice said. "Dougalson," he said. "Confirmed, transferring now," The voice said. Dougalson was hoping with the proper authorization he would be able to take the pirates in and get the raise he was aiming for. His commanding officer picked up the phone. "Dreyton here, what's your status over there Dougalson?" He asked. "Well sir, I think I'll be able to convince Mr. Okajima to give up his friends in trade that we give him a decent life," Dougalson said. There was a silence between the two agents. "We don't negotiate with terrorist Dougalson and you know this. We don't give them shit so say whatever you have to say to get those terrorists," Dreyton said firmly. "Sir, I think it'd be prudent for us to at least give him something…" "You listen to me Dougalson," he said as he stopped him in mid sentence "we give him nothing. They're terrorist, enemies of the United States of America, either they all come wearing cuffs or in body bags, it doesn't matter as long as we capture them. Are we clear?" Dreyton asked. "Yes sir," Dougalson confirmed. "You're lucky I'm letting you go after these weaklings. We've got our hands full in apprehending Chriton," Dreyton said. "I thought our last team got him?" Dougalson questioned. "Negative, this fucker has got nine lives and plenty of training to out wit most of us. Don't worry though this cat's lives are about to run out," Dreyton said as he closed a dossier on current information about Chriton. "You have authorization to bring in these terrorist by any means necessary. If you do this I'll make sure you get that promotion you've been working towards," Dreyton said. "Yes sir," Dougalson said as he hung up the phone.
Dougalson walked over to Tiffany and put his hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and waiting for an answer. "We have authorization. Call in the freelancers and tell them to be on stand by," Dougalson said as he walked over to the kitchen to fix himself a MRE. While Tiffany made the call Dougalson thought about what he said to Rock. He didn't want to bring the kid in for something he may not have been associated with. Then again he didn't want to disobey a direct order. He was in conundrum that had no win/win situation.
[Camera is moving along the side of dense jungle as Dutch runs through trying to get to the abandon iron works in hopes to finding Benny there]
As Dutch ran through the jungle the thoughts of Benny being tortured raced through his mind. Dutch put the thought out of this mind and pushed himself harder to get to the factory. The rain has made the ground become extremely slick and Dutch struggled to keep himself from falling as he ran. The rain and winds picked up dramatically but not even a hurricane stop Dutch from what he had to do. After an hour of running he came out of the jungle to a large clearing. He put his hands on his knees and exhaled trying to catch his breath. About 50 yards in front of him there was the iron works. It was in terrible shape. The weeds that wear growing around it have embedded themselves into the bricks and blown out windows. A hurricane could easily topple this building but from the looks of it the building wasn't going to topple any time soon. Dutch approached the factory cautiously. He got up to the wall and took a peek inside. There extra support beams holding the building together. It was surprisingly clean on the inside as well. A conveyor belt was in the middle of the room and a catwalk above it. In the corner there were a set of double doors with a lock on it. Dutch figured that's where Benny was being held. Dutch took out his trench gun and kicked down the front door and went in. As he moved in he noticed that no one was around. No guards, no alarms were going off either. Dutch moved towards the double doors and saw there were a hand print scanner and a keypad. Dutch was now stuck. He didn't think that there would be any electronic devices to deal with. Unknowingly to Dutch there were several hidden security cameras watching his every movement.
[Torricelli house, security room]
"Get the boss on the line," said a guard to his buddy. "Mr. Torricelli, sorry for interrupting you but we have a problem. We have an intruder at the Iron Works, sir," The guard said. Torricelli responded "Patch the live feed to me," he said. The guard sent him the video of Dutch in the Iron Works trying to find his way inside. Torricelli laughed to himself and turned the screen towards Benny as he was trying to finish up the program. "One of your friends wants to try to save you," Torricelli said. "Your friends are really thick skulled you know that Benny?" Benny didn't say anything but he hurried his pace on the program. "Well I don't want your buddy to be alone so I'll send Hans to greet him, how do you like the sound of that?" Torricelli asked Benny. Benny shot up from his seat but didn't turn around to look at him. "My friends aren't part of the deal, leave them out of this," Benny said angrily. "Sit your ass down! You're in no position to make demands. If your friend is as skilled as the dreaded woman this fight should prove interesting, better hurry though," Torricelli said with an evil smile. Benny sat back down regretfully and went back to work. Torricelli shook his head and got back to the guard who had radioed him. "Send a few men with Hans just in case, understand?" Torricelli asked. "Roger that sir," the guard confirmed.
[Back to Iron works where Dutch was]
"I really wish I paid attention to Benny when he talked about this shit," Dutch thought to himself as he looked at the keypad. He paced up and down the factory trying a way to open the sealed door. "Fuck it," he said as he raised his trench gun slowly and blew out the keypad. The keypad blew up into tiny fragments and sparked violently. He waited for the doors to open but nothing happened. As he turned his back to the doors and started walking to the front the doors started to slowly open. He spun around in excitement. "About fucking time," he said as he approached the door. Upon seeing the door a large shadow had casted itself on the floor. He then saw a silhouette of a large figure appear from the door. The figure approached slowly. "Whatever the fuck you are you better take one step to the side and let me through because no one is stopping me from getting through that door," Dutch said with intensity. "You've got a lot of guts to come save your friend like this. Let's see if I can make you beg for your life!" the figure said as he charged Dutch at full speed. Dutch rolled out of the way of the one man stampede. The figure turned around as just a lightning struck the light gave Dutch the chance to view his face. It was Hans, the man who took down Revy. "I'll make sure to put you into your grave before I leave this place," Dutch commented as he prepared to fight. The two charged each other. The two collided and at that moment it was like a giant explosion went off. They regained balanced and started throwing punches. Dutch bobbed and weave avoiding Hans's onslaught of punches. His last punch connected to Dutch's right cheek. Dutch took flight and fell to ground quickly. Hans walked to the collapsed body of Dutch and stood over him. "The little girl put up a better fight than you," Hans said as he grinned at the sight of Dutch lying on the ground "I expected more," He said as he raised his foot do to a heel stomp on Dutch's head. The foot came down swiftly but Dutch pushed himself out of the way and got back to his feet. He stood there and took off his glasses and dropped them to the ground. Hans bent his legs and stood his ground and waited for Dutch's move. Dutch came at him with full speed again. Hans threw a left hook at Dutch. Dutch ducked under the hook and gave Hans an uppercut. Hans stumbled back and just looked at Dutch. He came at Hans again like a fierce tiger would as was defending its' territory. Dutch began to throw a barrage of punches and kicks. Hans was blocking every single one of them. Dutch needed to figure out what was going to break this man's strength and then he saw it, it was a rusted wrench lying on the floor. It was as if it was calling out to him. It told him to bring down the monster that stood in front of him. Dutch leaped in the air and landed a drop kick to Hans's block. Dutch dropped to the ground and went for the wrench as Hans lowered his block to see if the coast was clear. "Pretty good, pretty good," Hans said as he stood up. "Unfortunately you didn't land a single…" and just as Hans was finishing that statement the wrench connected with his left cheek. Blood shot out of his mouth upon impact. The hit had completely broken his jaw. Dutch hurried over to the fallen Hans and smashed his hand with the wrench. He could hear the bones crunch and break when the wrench hit. Hans screamed in agony. Dutch pulled Hans up and pushed him. Hans quickly took Dutch's hand and threw him as well. Hans gave one last charge to Dutch but was struck down as Dutch managed to turn around just in time with the wrench at the bottom of his hand he swung ferociously. The wrench took off a partial section of Hans's face and skull. The once charging bull of a man stopped in his tracks and fell to one side. Blood gushed out on to the floor from removed section of the head. Dutch walked over to the body and just gazed at it. "Loosen up," Dutch said as he dropped the wrench onto the ground and walked back to the electronic door. To Dutch's surprise the electronic doors had begun to close. Dutch rushed over to the door but was too late to stop them from closing. The doors shut and locked Dutch outside. "Well I guess we're going to do this the hard way," Dutch said he left the iron works.
"Open fire!" A voice shouted out from the grass. A hail of gun fire came out from everywhere. Dutch ducked and rolled back into the iron works and pressed himself against the wall. The bullets zipped through the entrance and cracked against the metal grates. Dutch fired off shots from the trench gun but the gun fire didn't cease. Dutch could hear the voices of the men give order to move in. As the men moved in they continued to fire laying down suppressive fire. Dutch peeked out and saw six men with AK-47's approaching slowly. "Reloading!" One yelled. Dutch rolled to the opposite side of the entrance firing a shot. The shell clipped the reloading guards' leg. He went down face first into the mud screaming in pain. "Fan out!" One guard ordered. He gave the hand signal to enter from separate sides. The other four nodded and took up position. Dutch moved back further into the iron works seeking cover where he could. The rain clambered on the rooftop. The troops decided now or never and moved in. The doors on the left and right hand side were kicked open and two teargas grenades were tossed in. The gas poured out of the canisters and quickly filled the iron works. Dutch began coughing and choking trying to take in oxygen. The men then came in with their gas masks over their heads and searched for Dutch. They could hear Dutch's coughing and honed in on it. They opened fire into the region they thought Dutch was. After unloading an entire clip they checked to hear if the coughing stopped and sure enough it did. "Search for the body," Ordered the troop in charge. The men scanned the area and came upon a body. It was turned to one side and it wasn't moving. One of the men reached for the body and turned it over. It was one of their own. It was the man who went down from the gunshot wound to the leg. "Sir, it's one of ours," said the guard. "He's still here then. Find him and shoot on sight," said the one in charge. The troops broke off into singles and combed the factory looking for Dutch. Five minutes passed and there was nothing. "Report in," the guard said. "Echo 2 reporting in, Echo 3 reporting in, Echo 4 here," said the troops. "Echo 5 come in, Echo 5 answer me damn it!" the guard shouted. Nothing but static was heard over the mic. "We got one down or missing, keep your eyes open men," he said. As the men continued their search and gunshot was heard throughout the factory. "What the fuck was that, who fired?" the man said. Then automatic fire was heard. "What the fuck is going on?" the man asked. "This is Echo 3 I'm pursuing a female intruder, she's headed up to the second level. She's wearing one of our gas masks," the trooper said. "Shit, Echo 2 and 4 head to Echo 3's location and assist," said the soldier in charge. "Affirmative," said the two men. The two men ran up stairs and saw Echo 3 searching the area. "There she is fire!" shouted one of the men. The men opened up on the woman. She cart wheeled to cover and pulled out her guns. The men circled her and waited for the moment but it passed because she took the offensive to them. She ran up on the first guard with pistols drawn. She unloaded several bullets into the man's' chest. The man fell to the floor without firing a shot off. The guard to her right opened fire but missed. She slid across the floor to the recently dropped guard and snatched his AK and fired upon the guard to her right. The bullets pierced his boots and wounding his feet. The guard fell to the ground firing his weapon. The guard to her left popped out and opened fire. The woman pulled up the dead body of the guard and used it as cover. The bullets shredded the dead body. The soldier moved in quickly trying to gain the upper hand on the woman. The woman pulled the body of the dead solider onto her body and launched him towards the incoming soldier with her feet. "Bitch!" the guy yelled as the body hit him. The woman got to her feet and pulled her knife out. The guard pulled his knife and lunged at her. She sidestepped and grabbed his wrist. She gave one thrust with her knife into the man's ribcage from his side. Pulling his arm up she pulled the knife out and got behind him and slit his throat. Blood poured out of the wound and his body dropped to the ground. "Sir we backup now!" the downed man yelled into the mic. The woman turned pulling out her pistol and fired at the wounded soldier. The back of his head exploded and brain matter spat out onto the floor. The soldier in charge ran up the stairs weapon drawn about to open fire but the woman was already running at full speed to the stairs. As the guard reached the top of the stairs a boot met his face. The soldier flew back down the stairs snapping his neck on the landing.
The woman took a big inhale then exhaled deeply. She casually walked down the stairs and kicked the dead body of the soldiers' body to the side. She went to the corner of the building and pulled out Dutch from a locker. She hoisted him up and dragged him outside and placed him on his stomach. Dutch was barely conscious and was struggling to breathe. The woman pulled out a small oxygen tank from her bag outside and put it to his face. "Breathe in, and breathe out," She said holding the mask to his face. 10 minutes later Dutch was doing ok and breathing fine. The woman looked at Dutch and started digging through her bag. Dutch got up to thank her but was knocked by the woman as she swept kicked him. She got on top of him and forced him back onto his stomach. She pulled his hands behind his back and cuffed him. "What the hell lady? I was just going to thank you," Dutch groaned. The woman didn't say anything as she put her things back into her bag. She turned back around to Dutch and saw Revy standing four feet away from Dutch looking directly at her with her cutlass pointed at her. "You picked the wrong crew to mess with bitch," Revy snarled as she held the woman at gunpoint. The woman slowly raised her hands and got to her feet. Her eyes looked slightly to the right and she gave a small nod. As the woman's eyes reverted back onto Revy, Dutch yelled out to Revy. "To your left Revy!" Revy turned her cutlass to her left and tried to take aim at whatever was coming at her but it was too late. A butt stock rammed into her skull and she fell to the ground unconsciously. "Who the hell are you people?" Dutch yelled. The woman pulled out a small black burlap sack and placed it over his head. She did the same to Revy after she finished cuffing her. The man and the woman dragged the two back to their vehicle and started back down to the resort. "We got the woman and the captain," the female said. "My men and I will assault the mansion and obtain the other male after we drop off these two; have our money after we get back from the mansion Dougalson," She said. "Of course," He said. She hung up and sat quietly as they drove through the rain.
[Ending Credits Edison – Don't Look Behind]
[Next episode of Black Lagoon]
With Benny nearing his completion with the program for Torricelli will Torricelli live up to his word and let him go free? Rock is in between about decision that will decide his fate as well with the fate of the Black Lagoon Crew. With Dutch and Revy captured by the freelancers they are at Rock's mercy. Will he make the decision that will condemn him and his recently found crew and friends or will he take the easy way out and finally rid himself of all ties of a criminal nature?
[Next time on Black Lagoon, Episode 9: Welcome to Hell Mr. Okajima]