In South America at a military base, anthropologist Doug Slocombe is held prisoner. A well-dressed man, Bertram, comes in and informs Doug that he knows what the anthropologist found in the forest and that it is more than simply a lost item. Bertram wants Doug to tell him what it is and then he'll have him released and sell the item to the highest bidder. Chance comes in, disguised as a soldier, and tells Bertram that he has to speak with the base's commander. Once Bertram leaves, Chance takes Doug to a jeep and explains that he's there to rescue him. A soldier comes over and insists he'd know about any prisoner transfer. Chance tries to distract him and when that doesn't work, he knocks the soldier out and then drives Doug out of the base. When the troops open fire, Chance brings a sentry tower behind them to cover their escape...Read the full recap
Professor Doug Slocombe: Um, I'm new to this. Is this rescue going well?
Christopher: Better than some. Not as well as others.
Christopher: If anything, she should be thanking me for all the times I bailed her out of a jam.
Maria Gallego: I'm sorry. When you bailed me out?
Christopher: Yeah. Maybe that flat tire in San Javier. The leg splint in Los Rios. And that one time in... Tarapaca?
Maria Gallego: Oh, don't you dare bring up Tarapaca.
Christopher: Oh, I'll bring up Tarapaca. I'll bring up Tarapaca all day.
Professor Doug Slocombe: Ahem. Excuse me...
Christopher and Maria: Shut up, Doug!
Professor Doug Slocombe: Is there anyone in this country who doesn't hate you?
Christopher: You and I seem to be doing okay.
Guerrero: Look, a guy like that's got a lot of armor up, dude. A girl gets through it, she's going to leave a mark. That's why I've always tried to be honest with my feelings, you know? Life's too short.
Maria Gallego: 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.
Christopher: Works for me.
Professor Doug Slocombe: So may we talk about your romantic history with Maria?
Christopher: Why would we wanna do that?
Professor Doug Slocombe: 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.
Christopher: Let me guess, marriage.
Professor Doug Slocombe: Well, yes, that's certainly one.
Christopher: And what's the other one?
Professor Doug Slocombe: Premeditated murder.
Professor Doug Slocombe: Wait, you shot down that plane?
Christopher: Well... yeah.
Professor Doug Slocombe: You're the reason I'm on the run for my life.
Christopher: I'm also the reason you're not sitting in a jail right now. So, you know, there's that.
(as the plane goes down)
Guerrero: I think this could be it. In which case, I got some things I need to confess.
Winston: No. Oh, no. Hell, no!
Guerrero: Dude, that's not cool, man.
Winston: 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 ass 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, the fire at the orphanage. Yeah, I know about that. The nun in Montreal--I know about that too. Well, see, I've already got a head that's a stopped-up toilet full of Guerrero as it is. 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...
Alberto: Senor! Senor! (saves the plane)
Guerrero: Just for the record.. I think you could've handled that a little better.
Maria Gallego: What wasn't easy for you?
Christopher: Leaving. Honestly... I felt... not good about it.
Maria Gallego: Not good?
Christopher: Yeah. Yeah, not good.
Maria Gallego: Care to expand on that?
Maria Gallego: You said two words.
Maria: I've got a gun.
Christopher: It's 2010. Everyone's got guns.