Plot
Toxic waste bubbles in a ship waiting permission to dock in Odessa. Frank Martin turns down a job in Marseilles, referring it to a pal. A short time later, the pal, wounded by gunfire, crashes his car into Frank's living room and dies, leaving a young woman in the back seat. The employer of the dead man shows up, forces Frank to take the job, snaps a bracelet on his wrist that will explode if Frank gets more than 75 feet from his car, and sends Frank on a journey east with the young woman and a trunk full of something. She's Valentina, nearly mute. Can Frank figure out what's going on, deliver the package, and escape alive? And what does the ship have to do with it?
Keywords: 55-gallon-drum, action-hero, aerial-shot, ambulance, audi, bare-chested-male, bicycle, binoculars, bitten-hand, blackmail
This time, the rules are the same. Except one.
Do not step away from the vehicle.
If You Need It To Arrive Safe and In One Piece -- Hire A Professional
Valentina: Am I not sexy?::Frank Martin: [uninterested]... yeah, you're sexy.::Valentina: [elatedly] You're the gay!::Frank Martin: Nope! I am not "the gay."
Frank Martin: Do I look like a man who came half-way across Europe to die on a bridge?
Frank Martin: Let me guess. You're the smart one.::The Giant: No. I am the big one.
Valentina: Do you ever kiss like you mean it Frank? I'm thinking may be nice. I'm thinking you live alone. Inside and outside. I think it's not dying you're afraid of, it's a living. Live with me. just this once, just this moment, live with me... [they kiss]
Johnson: [Valentina sees Frank's car racing alongside the train and smiles] What's so funny?::Valentina: Hearing a dead man talking.
Johnson: I'd like to offer you a position.::Frank Martin: I'd like to offer you one. Permanently disabled.
Inspector Tarconi: It's a good thing that we French have such a highly developed sense of humor.::Frank Martin: With all due respect, the French think that Jerry Lewis is a genius.::Inspector Tarconi: Jerry Lewis is a genius.::Frank Martin: Dean was the genius.::Inspector Tarconi: No. Dean just stood there with a drink and a cigarette.::Frank Martin: My point exactly. Anyone can fall down and get a laugh. But how many people can do it standing still with a drink and a cigarette?
Inspector Tarconi: I'm afraid our day of leisure is cut short. There is a big mess in Marseilles - some madman driving an Audi at impossible speeds.::Frank Martin: Don't look at me.::Inspector Tarconi: That is the first place the chief told me to look. But I will tell him you have the perfect alibi. As usual.
Johnson: You've disappointed me.::Frank Martin: You won't be the first, and you won't be the last. I told you I wanted to do this in person.::Johnson: That won't be necessary. You see, since we had our little chat at the beginning of the mission, I've been thinking I don't need the best man for this mundane assignment. Any idiot with a drivers' license will do, so, in the words of the great American Donald Trump, I'm sorry, but you're fired.
Valentina: The sea is so restful. Is lunch ready yet.::Inspector Tarconi: Mademoiselle, there is a certain progression to things. In order to eat the lunch, you first have to catch a lunch.::Frank Martin: And if we keep talking instead of concentrating, we're gonna catch nothing.::Valentina: I have better idea. Why don't we skip catching of lunch and go right to eating of lunch? I know wonderful place just up coast from here, where they make fish stew. Incredible. They use tomatoes and onions, a little amount of lavender.::Frank Martin: What kind of wine?::Valentina: Pink, from south.::Inspector Tarconi: A Chateau Neuf, perhaps.::Frank Martin: Chilled.::Valentina: Of course chilled.::Frank Martin: And for dessert?
Signal: [slices a gigantic rock in half]::Nobu: [applauds sarcasticaly] Yay.::Signal: [cockily] That really isn't nessicary you know. I know how impressive I am.
Mini: [pointing to the lake excitedly] Sea! It's the sea! See?::Nobu: That's not the sea you know. That's a lake.::Mini: Ohhh...a lake full of sea!
Chris: [sing-song voice] Oh Signal~!::Signal: [to Erala] Excuse me one moment. [rushes into the room] What is it?!::Chris: [holding out the broom] Help me clean your mess!::Signal: [frustrated/angrily] You realize of course that I am a combat robot and cleaning is beneath me?
Plot
When a burglar tries robbing an old lady's house, she winds up killing him and burying him in the back yard. After she dies some teenagers move into her house, not knowing about the burglar buried out back. One night they hold a séance and, unbeknownst to them, the burglar comes back to life. Complications ensue.
Keywords: independent-film
Flag (フラッグ, Furaggu?) is a 13-episode Japanese mecha-genre anime series directed by veteran director Ryosuke Takahashi. It was broadcast as pay per view streaming web video on Bandai Channel starting on June 6, 2006. Episodes 1 and 2 were scheduled to be broadcast on the anime PPV channel SKY Perfect Perfect Choice ch160 Anime from August 18, 2006. Stylistically, the series makes use of a still and video cameraman POV, as well as "web cam" images to create a documentary-like narrative, despite being an animated drama.
Saeko Shirasu is a 25-year-old war frontline photo-journalist who became a celebrity after taking a picture of civilians raising a makeshift UN flag in war-torn Uddiyana. The image then became an instant symbol for peace. However, just before the peace agreement is achieved, the flag was stolen by an armed extremist group in order to obstruct the truce. The UN peacekeepers decide to covertly send in a SDC (pronounced as Seedac—Special Development Command) unit to retrieve the flag. Because of her connection with the "Flag" photo, Saeko Shirasu was offered the job of following the SDC unit as a frontline journalist. The SDC unit is equipped with an HAVWC (High Agility Versatile Weapon Carrier—pronounced "havok") mecha armored vehicle.
Calling zealots of the inane
Dwelling on microcosmic lane
Outside the cosmic play unfolds
Indifferent to the truth that you hold
Screamin' in the streets with fists held high
Wavin' your flag in the air
Metal and leather and hair
Do you want to know if I even care?
When all the answers are made clear
Silence is all mankind will hear
Marchin' in the streets with arrogant pride
Wavin' your flag in the air
Rainbows and leather and flair
Do you want to know if I even care?
Wavin' your flag in the air
Civilization beware
Do you want to know if I even care?
I don't care.
Wavin' your flag in the air
Anger, rebellion, dispair
Do you want to know if I even care?
FLAG
Take that noise out in the street,
This rubble out from under my feet.
No rest for the weary in here,
And make a fuss, you're a volunteer.
These days, they lord above me
Growing mean as they grow shorter,
Like a flag on a closing border now?
Closing right behind you
In a crowd come off the hill,
Full of bloodlust and good will,
We carried pride above our heads
Like a flag we could cheer to wake the dead.
And when we could go no further,
And were drowning on a desert,
We raised our flag to follow the breath of God?
But it was blowing every which way
I loved you long before I knew
Love is something one decides to do.
My vanity and fear conspired belief
That love's just a mirror for a thief.
So when you held me tight against you
And I mistook your heart for thunder,
And like a flag, hid behind and under you?
Who could blame me?
When you held me tight against you
I mistook your heart for thunder,
Like a flag, I hid behind it
Like a flag, I'm hiding under you
Now I hang my clothes out to dry
Like waves of surrender, they fly.
The whore of this world looks old and played
Still she peeks from the alley like a waiting bride's
maid.
Laugh or bleed, as you need to
Who of us doesn't know already?
You want me, and keep me here
You call us close, to dispel your fear
You paint in the corner of peace with your hands
As the water flows north miles west
They come moving
Raising up their hands
As the thunder calls, we'll come to
The straightest tree
What flag are you? Are you flying?
I've seen you come from miles
I've seen you come from miles
Great father in ...says well be
Only white like ...used
Only as long as the day hold a blessing
Will we pass
He offers to us our own hands
And the lines upon our lands
Dark soldiers, dark soldiers
Don't ignite the led
What flag are you? Are you flying?
I've seen you come for miles
I've seen you come for miles
What flag are you? Are you flying?
I've seen you come for miles
I've seen you come for miles
Oh, will you hurdle to the trees?
And holding in both hands
The center we will be together
As one we will stand
Frozen tears, frozen tears
If I would die tomorrow
And you were finally free
I wouldn't feel a difference
If you would die with me
'Cause I'm already sad
And I'm already sad
Now that the war is gone
And the bodies left to die
A man looks up for his country
With the flag in his eyes
Oh, I know I'll find my direction home
Telling all your secrets
Watch them all grow old
Nevermind the reasons
Or why they're ever told
You my friends are sacred
So you my friends must die
A mand looks up from his country
Is the God we love alive?
Oh, I know I'll find my direction home
Oh, you loved the song of my direction home
Competion
All in one wave
None on their side
Or in-beetween
Unite
Has always been on your mind
No long-forgotten quest
No accidental thirst
Combination
All in one team
Starting no war
Or fantasy
Allied
To make this glorious cause
A fatal burst of rage
A pure and ruthless force