- You´re looking good, Dutch.
- It´s been a long time, General.
Come on inside.
Eighteen hours ago,
We lost a chopper...
Carrying a cabinet minister and his aide
From this charming little country.
We´ve got a transponder
Fixed on their position...
About here.
This cabinet minister, does he always travel
On the wrong side of the border?
Apparently they strayed off course.
And we´re fairly certain
They´re in guerrilla hands.
So why don´t you use the regular army?
What do you need us for?
Because some damn fool
Accused you ofbeing the best.
[ Chuckles ]
Dillon!
You son of a bitch!
What´s the matter? The C.I.A. got you
Pushing too many pencils?
Huh?
Had enough?
Make it easy on yourself, Dutch.
- [ Laughs ] Okay, okay, okay!
- You never did know when to quit, huh?
- Damn good to see you, Dutch.
- What is this fucking tie business?
Forget about my tie. I heard about
That job you pulled off in Berlin
- Very nice, Dutch.
- Good old days.
Like the good old days.
Then how come you passed on Libya, huh?
- That wasn´t my style.
- You got no style. You know that.
Come on.
Why did you pass?
We´re a rescue team, not assassins.
Now, what do we got to do?
That cabinet minister is very importat
To our operationes in this part of the world.
The general´s saying a couple of our friends
Are about to get squeezed.
We can´t let taht happen.
We need the best.
- That´s why you´re here.
- Go on.
A simple setup.
One-day operation.
We pick up their trail
At the chopper, run em down...
Grab those hostages and bounce back across
The border before anybody knows we were there.
-What do you mean, “We”?
- I´m going in with you, Dutch.
General, my team always works alone.
You know that.
I´m afraid we all have
Our orders, Major.
Once you reach your objective...
Dillon will ealuate the situation
And take charge.
[ Man Singing On Radio ]
[ Speaking, Indistinct ]
Roger. Over.
Yeah, okay.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Man On Radio] Delta 1 – 0
- [ Man ] Roger.
[ Man On Radio]
Two, Leader.
Rendezvous points and radi freqs
Are indicated and fixed.
AWACS contact
On four – hour intervals.
- Who´s our backup?
- No such thing, old buddy.
This is a one-way ticket. Once we cross
That border, we´re on our own.
[ Chuckles ]
This is getting better by the minute.
[ Man On Radio, indistinct ]
- Roger 2-2, Roger.
[ Man On Radio, indistinct ]
[ Man On Radio ]
Tango, charlie, Delta 1-0.
Two, leader.
Hey, Billy.
Billy!
The other day, / went up
To my girlfriend. / said...
You know, I´d like a little pussy.
She said, “Me too.
Mine´s as big as a house!”
You see, she wanted
A littler one, “cause hers was—
As big as a house.
Get that stinking shit
Out of my face.
A bunch of slack-jawed
Faggots around here!
This stuff will make you a goddamn
Sexual tyrannosaurus, just like me.
Yeah. Strap this
On your sore ass, Blain.
[ Blain Laughing ]
That was in 7 2. north of Hue.
Me and Dutch both got one.
That´s a real nasty habit
You got there.
[ Beeping ]
[ Man On Radio, Indistinct ]
Right.
[ Beeping Continues ]
[ Stops ]
[ Man On Radio, Indistinct ]
[ Man On Radio ]
You got it, Leader.
[ Beeping Continues ]
Never Knew how much
I missed this, Dutch.
You never were that smart.
[ Buzzes ] (10:10)
Hawkins, you´re up.
[ Man On Radio ]
Lines away.
[ Animals Chittering ]
[ Chittering Continues ]
The pilots have each
Got one round in the head.
Whoever hit it
Stripped the shit out of it.
-Took him out with a heat-seeker.
- There´s something else, Major.
-Hmm?
-This is no ordinary army taxi.
It looks more like
A surveillance bird to me.
Pick up the trail yet?
Billy´s on it.
Heat-seeker, Dillon.
That´s pretty sophisticated for a bunch
Of half-assed mountain boys.
- Mayor!
- I guess ther´re getting better equipped every day.
There were 1 2 guerrillas..
They took the two men from the helicopter,
But there´s something else.
- What do you mean?
- Six men wearing U.S issued army boots.
They came in from the north,
And then they followed the guerrillas.
Mean anything to you?
Probably just another rebel patrol
They operate in here all the time.
- Get ahead and see what you can find.
- Yes, sir.
[ Bird Squawking ]
What´s he got?
Some business. Guerrillas hauling
Two guys from the choopper...
Followed by men
With American equipment.
Do you remember Afghanistan?
I´m trying to forget it.
Come on. Let´s go.
[ Wings Flapping ]
[ Flapping continues ]
[ Predator growling ]
[ Gasps ]
[ Birds screeching ]
[ Shouts ]
[ sigths ]
Holy mother of God.
[ Grunts ]
[ Squawking ]
Jim Hopper.
Mac, cut ém down.
I knew these men.
Green berets out of Fort Bragg.
What the hell were they doing here?
I don´t know, Dutch.
This is inhuman.
Nobody told me there was
An operation in this area.
- They shouldn´t hae been here.
- But somebody sent them.
The guerrillas skinned them?
Why did they skin them?
Ain´t no way for no soldier to die.
What happened here, Billy?
- Strange, Major.
There was a firefight.
They were shooting
In all directions.
I can´t believe that Jim Hopper
Walked into an ambush.
I don´t beliee he did.
I can´t find a single track.
Just doesn´t make sense.
What about the rest
Of Hopper´s men?
There´s no sign, sir.
They never left here.
Hell, it´s like
They just disappeared.
Stick with the guerrila trail.
Let´s get the hostages.
We move, five meter spread
No sound.
It´s time to let
Old painless out the bag.
PAYBACK TIME.
[ Heart beating ]
[ Heartbeat continues ]
[ Birds screeching ]
You are ghostin`us, motherfucker.
I don´t care who you are
Back in the word.
You give our position
One more time...
I´ll bleed you real quiet and leave you here.
Got that? 20:08
[ Speaking Spanish ]
[ Chattering ]
[ Man groans ]
[ Speaking Russian ]
Fuck you.
[ Groans ]
[ Chattering continues ]
He killed one of the hostages
We move.
Mac, Blain - the nest.
Billy, Poncho – the guard.
Hawkins, Dillon – backup.
As soon as they are set,
I hit the fuel dump.
[ Exhales ]
[ Muffled shout ]
One down
[ Whistling softly ]
[ Groans ]
[ Chattering continues ]
[ Beeps ]
What the hell`s he doing?
What the fuck?
[ Shouting ]
