january 1973 outskirts of saigon
mmy@qiaoqi
see ya, girls.
what are you gonna show us tonight, suki?
Hey, give me another beer.
(Belch)
Fuckin' A!
Hey, Minnie,
you gonna sit there counting hairs all night?
Hey, don't wear her out.
Leave something for the next guy.
Fuckin' A!
Oh, you're a sweetheart.
Fuck you!
It fuckin' ain't even dusk.
Enough to drive you zingy ain't it?
Shit!
Turn your balls to fuckin' steam in here!
Well, why don't you go and cool yours off
and stop breaking mine.
Don't touch me!
What's the matter, Steve?
I told you, you understand?
Hey, Steve!
Don't do it again, okay?
You don't like me?
I just don't want you to touch me.
Don't touch me.
You're tired.
Relax.
Don't think,
and relax.
Friend of yours?
Montana?
Illinois?
No, Ohio.
Got close.
I knew a guy from Ohio.
Bought it a couple weeks ago.
In one of Charlie's booby traps.
Sons of bitches.
他们砍下他的半条腿
couple pounds of innards da hins head,
in one of them aluminum boxes.
Sent it home to his wife.
Rest of him's still there,
hanging from the bamboo.
Happens.
(Belch)
Fuckin' A.
Christ sake, can't even fuckin' breathe in here.
Your first time here?
I never seen you before.
Goddamn it!
Damn bitch!
Get out of here!
I don't want you.
Can't take anymore of you
or your goddamn country.
You are tired.
Or your goddamn son of a bitch war.
Let him alone.
He needs to let off steam.
God, Carol.
Carol!
where are you?
why aren't you here with me?
Hey, what's the matter?
Won't she give you none?
Or can't you get it up?
You fucking asshole!
Hey, cool it, cool it, all right?
Just cool it.
Try and give him a good time, huh?
Make the shithead happy.
His whining's beginning to bother me.
You fuckin' asshole!
You really are a shithead, boy.
Don't ever try that again.
Hey, asshole!
What the fuck?
(Gunshot)
(scream)
Yeah.
Steve.
Steve?
Give it here.
C'mon, give it here.
Where's Carol?
Why isn't she here with me?
Give me the gun.
We'll talk about it, okay?
I can't take it anymore.
I can't take it!
I keep hearing her voice.
I dream about her, that voice.
Oh, shit, I'm gonna go crazy.
Yeah, well, just give me the gun.
Don't!
Okay, Steve, okay, whatever you say.
We've had it.
Understand?
It's all over.
We're never gonna get the hell out of here.
Never, ever!
We will, we will.
We have to.
Christ sake, Steve, don't give up now.
It's not the time.
Yeah, but...
but she won't be there.
Goddamn it, she won't be there!
Steve, you don't know that.
Look, we'll go look for her together, okay?
Like we did in the old times.
You and me together, huh?
Yeah?
I give you my word.
We'll find Carol.
Okay, Steve?
Okay.
Rockets!
Move, move, let's get out of here!
Come on, get out of here.
(screaming)
Steve!
You dumb son of a bitch,
what the hell have you done?
Hey, you!
- You all right? - Yeah.
- Was you in the fun shop? - Huh?
Was you in the fun shop?
Yeah.
Anyone you know get out beside you?
No.
This is Pinball, give us a twang on Code Blue.
Interference on three.
Give us a try on six.
Yeah, I'm getting you now man, coming through much better.
Cigarette?
Gave it up.
How much longer?
I don't know.
About three minutes or so.
Okay.
Hey.
Thank you.
Thanks.
Yeah.
At least it's getting' quiet.
Always does.
Yeah.
Captain, we're going in for final approach, bearing two-one-five.
Got it.
You're gonna have to hop in mud Captain,
'cause we'll just have time to duck in and out.
This sector's crawling with Charlie.
Okay, Bill, take her down to 50 feet and make a pass.
And don't trip over anything.
You bet your ass.
the last hunter
david warbeck
First open spot I touch down.
Okay?
Sure.
tony king
bobby rhodes
Hey, you think there's any Charlie here?
Yeah, major Charlie at Gao River.
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(Gunfire)
Holy shit!
Get us up!
Pull that goddamn stick, for Christ sake!
Fly on in.
I'll fly this baby where the hell I please.
Goddamn it, get me down, Lieutenant.
That's an order!
What does he think we are, a Disneyland ride?
Hey.
Harry!
Let's get the hell out of here.
Get back to the landing zone!
No way, Captain,
I am not suicidal.
Now, you listen.
I've got atop-priority mission,
so you get this fuckin' thing down!
I don't give a shit about your top priority.
Down! Now!
All right, cool down, Captain.
I'll make one last pass over the river,
you can flop in and if you want to.
Thanks, you're a sweetheart.
- Okay, - You'll have a 20-foot jump.
original music composed and directed by franco micalizzl
director of photography riccardo pallottini
Down!
Why don't you take her down!
It's too shallow, Captain.
You want to break your legs?
That pool, that should do.
Here we go.
You ready, Captain?
Yes!
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Change your mind?
No!
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Captain Morris, I assume.
Who else?
Suggestion, The next time you're supposed to jump,
why don't you try to land in the right spot
and save me three miles in this damn jungle?
Now, the others are just inland.
We gotta move fast.
This place is full of VC.
Okay.
Lead the way.
What's your name?
George Washington.
Wash, for short.
And please don't say anything.
How far is the camp?
Depends.
On what?
- Luck. - What else?
Your nuts.
Well, let's not waste time on asinine comments, huh?
Wash?
Right, Cap'n, sir.
Where are your men?
Very near.
(Coos)
Hu Flung Dung
our Cuban exile Carlos,
and over here we have our honky, Stinker Smith.
Gentlemen, His Highness, Captain Henry E. Morris.
Who's she?
Oh, that's Tinkerbell, Captain.
Our fairy godmother.
I'm a foreign correspondent.
My name is Jane Foster.
What's she doing here?
Huh?
Well?
She has to go the base also,
and I've been so ordered to take her along.
But, if you have any objections, sir...
Forget it.
Let's move out.
Yes sir, Cap'n, sir.
Watch where you put your feet now, honey.
There's VC's under every rock.
This quiet is gettin' awful loud.
(Explosions)
Must have found one hell of a beehive.
I make it about a mile away.
Come on, come on!
Let's go!
How long you figure it'll take us to get to...
Aw, put it away.
We got Hu Flung Dung in his own back yard.
The trees! The trees!
Where, where!
What are you shooting at?
(scream)
Goddamn, we killed one of our own!
Shit yeah, last Monday.
- Carlos. - Yeah?
Cut him down.
Holy shit.
He's been there about ten days.
Do we bury him?
No, we don't have time.
Aw.
Try and forget it.
Come on.
Hurry it up.
Poor guy.
What's up?
Little Beaver
Here's Buffalo.
Okay.
Good lord.
You like that?
Them and their fucking traps.
That's probably our village ahead.
Flung Dung
Is small village.
It was attacked.
Looks empty now.
So that's what we heard.
What do we do?
What do you say?
I just take orders, Cap'n, Sir.
You stay behind.
I don't like it.
(Door opening)
(Baby crying)
(speaking Vietnamese)
Her son is sick. She wants us to have a look at him.
Keep your eyes open and stop that damn clicking.
Don't trust anybody.
Not here.
Ma'am.
(speaking Vietnamese)
Stay there, goddamn it!
Don't come no closer.
(speaking Vietnamese)
- Hit it! - Hey, what the hell.
Goddamn, fuckin' slut!
Get down!
Down!
I think it's time for an old college try.
你要从背后绕过去？ 。-是的。- 你就看好了 . - Okay.
- You got my back. - Check.
18-64 Hike!
Now!
You all right, Midnight?
Yeah, it's just a flesh wound.
Come on, let's get outta here.
Okay.
Come on.
For cr...
Look out!
Behind you!
On your feet!
Come on, come on!
Let's get out of here!
Come on, over there, quick.
Down, down, down!
Okay, get out, get out!
All of you, get out of here!
Let's go.
Move it!
Come on, come on.
I can't anymore.
How's your wound?
Got a hole in me.
Otherwise, I'm fine.
Oh, shit.
Okay, come on.
Come on.
Stop motherin' me.
Now, hold it down.
Thanks.
How bad is it?
He's lost a lot of blood.
He needs a doctor and rest.
Well, it'll be dark in a couple of hours.
Gotta cross that river.
He can rest afterwards.
Sorry, Wash, but we gotta move out.
Yeah, I can think of better places to be.
The bandage holding?
Yeah.
Looks like a cave, come on.
stinker, snoop around.
You got it.
Go on, lie down.
Need some water?
Yeah.
Sgt. Washington, get yourself a couple hours sleep.
Yeah.
You're gonna need it.
Thanks.
Lay down and get some sleep, man.
Harry?
Hmm?
Can I ask you a question?
What kind of mission are you on?
I mean, what can you do
that helicopters, jets, tanks, can't?
You must be up to something special.
Well.
Okay, okay.
You don't want to talk?
Actions speak louder than words.
Fucking mosquitoes.
Goddamn jungle, fucking war.
Yeah.
You know it's cost me two of the people I love most?
One was my dad.
He bought it when a rocket hit the radio shack
where he was sending a report back to his paper.
He was the only victim that night.
I'm sorry.
And you're sort of taking his place, huh?
I don't know.
I keep wanting to understand,
to try and find out why a stupid war
took two of the people I love most in the world.
Are you finding out?
No.
Heard all kinds of stories,
seen a lot of action,
and recorded a lot of deaths,
but I still don't understand a fucking thing.
Maybe I'm just getting a little skinnedtough.
Is that how it is with you?
(Coos)
Who are they?
Charlie.
Cool it.
There may be others.
Okay.
All clear.
You hate the VC's.
Don't have time to hate them.
I kill them.
Look, it's gonna be dawn in a couple of hours,
get yourself some sleep, will ya?
Who can sleep?
I need to.
Isn't she beautiful?
Yeah.
One of these days, I'm gonna buy one just for you, baby,
and take you off to the South Pacific.
You're gonna me my queen.
You gonna come and visit us, Harry?
Yep.
Be a beautiful idea.
Beautiful.
What would be beautiful, coming to see us, or the boat?
Well you better give the right answer,
you'll be invited together with my future mother-in-law.
Steve.
Coming to see Carol.
That radio has to be silenced.
That voice has got to be shut up, whatever the cost.
My only worry is, do you feel, Captain,
that you can carry this mission off?
You won't be swayed by personal feelings?
That voice has to be killed.
I'm sorry.
I think you were having a bad dream.
You got two of those?
Get off the trail!
Mama!
Oh, man.
We're gettin' close.
You okay?
Yeah.
Hey, we're here.
Yoo hoo! Welcome to the country club!
Thanks.
Boy, I seen 'em all.
I mean, I' seen 'em all.
You ever seen a title fight live?
I have.
Boy, I tell you, he is the greatest.
Betcha Tommy could take him a couple of rounds, though.
Oh, man.
Yeah, I bet he could.
Man, this hash is really Grade A.
Jeez!
What the fuck's the matter with you?
Pussy!
Pussy?
Ooh, wee!
Outstanding man.
They are wild!
Pussy.
Now, that's what I call a real woman!
Killer,
can you see if she's got red nails?
I go bananas for chicks with red nails!
Hey, Sam! Killer! Tourists!
Quiet, Trip, we're studying the terrain.
Where were you born, in a garbage bag?
I'd like to go a couple of rounds with her.
和她双宿双飞
(Gunfire)
Down!
- I got him! I got him! - Come on!
Open it up, fight!
Billy, get your assess up here.
Get inside.
Trying to get a fucking Pulitzer Prize, now go!
Who's in charge here?
The Crane.
I mean, Major Cash.
...Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty...
Where do I find him?
Next cave.
You can't miss him.
Ah, down there, huh?
You want to get him patched up.
Where's the medic?
Medic?
What medic?
I cannot see America.
Major Cash?
Captain Morris.
Captain Morris,
what can I do for you?
I have an assignment in VC territory.
Out of your base.
Back in the nest, soldier!
Anyway, Division Command has given the operation top priority.
So, who gives a shit?
I don't care about your brass in command
anymore than they care about me or my boys,
bunch of fat farts who get off on their orders.
Their missions, their top-secret messages, their codes,
meanwhile we don't have enough water
to wash our asses with out here.
And at night, we do the most unspeakable things
with our ticks and lice.
Three weeks we've been cooped up in this place.
Surrounded, no supplies,
under fire 24 hours a day.
Who's thrown up here?
You!
Clean this up.
Three weeks, cooped up in this fucking gook cave
we captured from them six weeks ago.
Things go on like this, in another six weeks
they'll take it back from us again.
Yeah, I understand.
All we've got is tons and tons of signal flares,
smoke bombs and defoliates.
Oh, yeah, we got tons of napalm in these caves, too,
but not one helicopter.
Not one fuckin' helicopter!
And those fat farts sit there and do nothing.
Meanwhile, those fucking cocksucking gooks
sit out there night after night
and take pot shots at us.
Maybe there's too few of them to launch a frontal attack.
Bullshit.
I know what they're up to.
I know exactly what they're up to.
I can read the writing on their balls.
Any luck?
No, nothing yet, sir.
Here's a little of my kind of music.
(Recorded gunfire)
The 20 millimeters have got a terrific beat.
That, they do.
Freudian.
Gets to your bowels.？
Yeah.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da- da-da-da-da- boom!
Ah, fuck!
You stupid medic!
I can't help it if the last medic was killed.
Just make sure this bullet
don't show up in tonight's soup.
Yeah, he was such a good surgeon.
It's only the good ones who die young.
Ah, yeah.
This butcher'll probably live forever.
Fuck you.
Uncouth, too.
Well, since the bar is open, I'm gonna get me a cold beer.
You want anything?
Oh, no.
Hey, speak for yourself, Midnight.
I got lots of wants.
I bet.
well, that's too bad, he's got 26-38 vision.
Hey, hi ya baby honey!
Ooh, what do we have here?
Down, down.
You want to take in a little picture tonight?
He won't wash his hands for a week!
Would you like to have your oil checked, lady?
No, thank you.
May I help you, miss?
Yeah, two beers, please.
- Couple of cold ones, eh? - Yeah.
You sure you don't want your oil checked?
Hey, Lou.
Here you are.
- How much? - For you nothing.
What do you say, Lou? Don't you think she needs her oil checked?
Really?
Thank you.
Lady, I think you could use a quart or two.
Excuse me.
Hey, she's a tough customer.
Would you rather foxtrot or suck my...
Easy there, big boy.
All right!
Hey lady!
Come back, and play with us!
Thanks.
Everyone's really spaced out around here.
No more than anyplace else.
You seen Morris?
Nope.
He's probably off on another one of those damn missions.
Tell me about this assignment.
I'm sorry.
I'm not authorized tell.
Bullshit.
Even Charlie knows you have a mission behind their lines.
So what the fuck is it
they've set you up to get yourself killed for?
I asked for it.
Saigon was getting dull.
Double bullshit.
Saigon is Asia's biggest beaver colony.
It can't be dull.
Come on.
Give it to us.
You're really gonna let some shithead tell you...
Excuse me.
I don't mean to interrupt, but...
You already have.
Major William Cash.
Jane Foster, United Wire Services.
Major, I'd like to talk to you about your men.
My boys have not seen a woman in a long while, Ms. Foster.
If they're a bit raunchy, it's understandable.
Things are pretty tough here,
so you've gotta learn to do things the way we do,
without making too much fuss.
Now, why don't you sit down.
We're losing this goddamn war,
Iike a regular bunch of shitheads.
A handful of yellow gooks
have got us pinned down in a cave like rats
while our government's got enough military might
Thank you.
With a tin pot radio,
Charlie keeps gnawing away at the morale of my boys.
Their propaganda's doing more damage than all our napalm.
(Gunshots)
Pay no attention to it.
By the time they get up here, they're spent.
'Bout as much a pain in the ass as a bee sting.
(Explosion)
What the fuck is going on!
I didn't authorize any birthday parties.
Stay there and enjoy your drinks.
You fellas are supposed to be on duty up there!
Jesus, the whole place is going up!
Go, go, go!
Stop that, it's nothing but some magazines and a bunch of flares?
Piss on it and put it out!
Put it out!
(Radio)Throw your uniform away, American soldier.
They've filled you with lies.
This is not your war,
but it will be your suicide if you stay.
A stupid, useless suicide.
Kill that fucking radio!
Don't stay any longer.
Throw your rifle away and go home to your girl!
Go home.
Don't obey your commander.
He is only sending you out to die, American boy.
Go home.
Real Viet blue.
Just like Sam.
You gotta try it to believe it.
Well, you wanna fly or not?
Sure, why not?
Is there a lot of grass goin' around?
Never enough.
Do you know, you know how long I ain't seen a woman?
Too long, I think.
Let go of my arm!
Let go, I said!
Tommy!
What do you want?
I want lovin'.
Understanding!
Don't get uptight.
I'm a lot nicer than I appear.
Come on, let's be democratic about this.
Yeah, one for all and all for one.
Yeah, you pick, baby.
Just remember, good wine comes in small bottles.
Don't be gross.
Maybe she wants two at a time.
I get frontsies!
Don't be gross.
Here, pussy, pussy.
I'm gettin' hot.
You hear that, baby?
- Tommy's hot.
When Tommy's hot, baby, Tommy's hot.
Imagine that.
Imagine sucking those knockers.
Tommy's first.
Yeah.
You're so romantic.
Hey, Tommy.
Don't forget to leave a little piece for us, huh?
This will be a rewarding experience.
Can't complain, honey.
Tommy's got the biggest caliber in the service.
A humdinger!
Don't be gross.
That is enough.
Uh oh.
I said that is enough!
Now, beat it.
Motherfucker.
Phillips.
Yes, sir.
I feel like some coconut.
Now, you see that tree down there.
Yes, sir.
And while you're picking,
you might as well get some for all of us.
That is an order.
Yes, sir.
Oh, it's steeple chase time!
Go Eddie!
(All talking together)
Come on, Phillips, let's see a new record.
- Ten bucks he don't break it. - Up yours.
You're on.
You still here, Phillips?
Who's clockin'?
I got it.
(Cheering)
What have you got under there, man?
There he goes! There he goes!
Gee, can that mother go!
(Explosion)
And he's down!
Oh, disaster.
Will this fine Olympian get back in the race?
He's out there now, baby!
What an asshole.
Everyone here is out of his mind.
They just tried to rape me,
and now, now Cash sent one of 'em out into the jungle
Iooking' for fuckin' fruit.
He could be killed, you understand?
He could be killed,
and they're all out there laughing and cheering him on!
Yeah, it's a dirty war.
You actually enjoy it.
Listen, sweetheart, I've been out here too long.
I don't know what's good or bad anymore,
don't know who my friends or my enemies are.
But I don't enjoy it.
I don't want to argue about it anymore.
Don't want to think about it anymore
or understand it anymore.
Sometimes I think I don't want to live anymore.
That's it!
Show those fuckers how to run!
Is he there?
Can you see him?
He's got it!
Go, go!
Yeah, just another ten feet, you've got it.
Too many ways to die.
Which way have you chosen?
You want to die like your father?
You you have
Holy shit!
Come on, Phillips, show us your style!
Go, go, go!
Go, Phillips!
Go, Phillips, go!
Safe!
Three minutes and fourteen seconds!
Whew!
Give me my money.
Thank you, Phillips.
Anytime, sir.
Anytime.
Motherfucker.
Here.
This'll help you catch your breath.
Lookin' for me, Cap'n sir?
Brought you some butts and chocolate.
How's the wound?
Ah, my ball playin' days are over.
Where'd you play?
绿湾包装工队（国家橄榄球联盟） Packers.
Flanker back.
Any good?
What the fuck does it matter now?
You right, Midnight!
What the fuck's it matter?
When you could become a true martyr
for your God-given country!
Well, you got your ticket stateside.
Yeah.
I'm gonna lay one for you when I get to Frisco.
And then I'm gonna take on four chicks,
all at one time.
Well, don't kill yourself.
Yeah.
Well, I'm movin' out tonight.
Yeah, keep cool.
Yeah.
Carlos.
Cap'n sir.
I don't smoke,
and the only kind of chocolate I eat
is white chocolate.
Where did you pick up such a rotten,
un-Christian like social attitude?
I feel like some coconut!
Sit on it!
Two Cokes.
Hey.
How 'bout a night with this number, eh?
Hey, not bad.
Yeah, and look at these two planets.
You dirty old man.
They're good, eh?
Hey, you gotta pay to see!
Tradesies.
Fuck you.
Sit on it.
Beautiful, huh?
Oh, yeah.
Is that true?
No, that's not true.
Well, I ain't seen that one. Let me see, let me see.
Ooh, I'd like to have that sitting on my bed.
Fucking dirt is movin!
What the...
(Gunshots)
Aw, shit.
You awake?
What a stupid fuckin' questions that is!
(Gunshots)
(screaming)
Harry!
(screaming)
- Which way? - How the fuck do I know?
(Radio) They have fooled you.
They have betrayed you.
They have sent you over here to die with lies.
Go home, American soldier.
Your girlfriend is lonely.
Fuck.
(Boat motor)
Stay right there, friend.
Well, well, well, look who's here.
The mission man.
Hey, we seen a couple of sampans pass by.
We couldn't figure out who was in them.
Yeah.
I saw them go by, too.
How'd you get out?
By the skin of our ass!
And fastest 50-yard dash we ever run.
And the others?
They all bought it.
The whole base went up.
They blew half the mountain away.
What are your plans?
Well, since we got the weekend off,
we plan to watch you complete your holy mission.
Forty-eight hours after mission complete,
a Huey's coming in to pick us all up.
Okay.
What is your objective?
To blow up a radio transmitter.
Yeah, we gonna jam today!
(Radio)They're waiting for you!
Throw down your M-16
and go home to the girl who loves you.
(Loud music)
Want more?
Here, have some more!
Here we go, we're gonna dance now, baby.
Dance to this music, huh?
Jesus H. Christ, that's a 50 caliber!
Yeah, one of ours.
How do they know we're here?
They don't.
They're taking' pot shots.
Who the hell are they?
Americans!
Those goddamn son of a bitches
are having a party with the Cong!
Cap'n, this conflict is getting' more damn confusing.
"Go away Yankee." They got hooked by it and deserted.
You know what I'm thinking?
What do they need with a sampan anyway?
They're all drunk out of their skulls.
Yeah.
What do you say, Cap'n?
We'll wait 'til they come by.
Right on.
Let's go.
What are they doing?
I don't know.
Now!
Yaaaaah!
(Gunshots)
(scream)
You son of a bitch!
You motherfuckin' son of a bitch!
My leg!
Jesus.
Well, that's really the end of your football days.
Thanks for reminding me.
Easy now, we'll try to get it free.
What about Carlos?
Too late to do anything for him.
Shit!
He always was late.
Shut up and keep still.
Just go on.
You go on with your war.
'Cause I'm a big kid now.
And I'll take care of it.
Forget it!
Ahhhhhh!
(speaking Vietnamese)
Well, I'm gonna be going.
With a bit of luck,
the current will take you down to Ki Lai,
we have a base there.
We did last week anyway.
Okay?
You just sit back and take it easy.
Yeah, all I need is suntan oil.
Here.
How many times I have to tell you I don't smoke?
You're a big kid, Wash.
About time to learn how, wouldn't you say?
You mean learn to jump?
Yeah.
Well, see you around.
Yeah, sure.
In some house in Saigon.
Better somewhere else.
Cap'n!
Sir.
(singing) In the arms of a sweet honey bee.
Feels so good, feels so real.
work all day for a black man's pay.
wait at night, it'll be all right.
I'd give ahhh...
in the arms of sweet honey pie.
In the arms...
of sweet...
honey pie.
(speaking Vietnamese)
(Gunfire)
Hotdamn!
Scrimmage time!
Let's get to it, motherfuckers!
(Gunfire)
(Radio) Throw your gun away.
Disobey your commander.
In the arms of sweet honey pie!
(screaming)
My leg!
(Radio) Go home, American soldier.
Your job is to get home.
Before you're sent back in a coffin.
Before you are buried deep.
(screaming)
(speaking Vietnamese)
(Helicopter)
(speaking Vietnamese)
Thank you.
What's your name?
How old are you?
Let me guess.
Fifteen?
Hmm?
Do you speak English?
Thank you for the rice.
(Boat motor)
(speaking Vietnamese)
Harry!
Up here, it's me, Ja...
(speaking Vietnamese)
Wait a second!
Jane?
Son of a bitch!
(speaking Vietnamese)
Sons of bitches, let me out!
You hear me?
Let me outta here!
You sons of...
Save your breath.
They never listen.
Who are you?
Huh?
It doesn't matter anymore.
How long you been here?
How long does it look like?
Well, how'd you get chewed up like that?
- Them. - Huh?
Them.
They come in here by the hundreds.
Jesus Christ
Get out of here!
It's no use.
You can't hold 'em off forever.
They keep comin' and comin'
and then they start eating.
I've lost half my legs.
Let 'em come and get the rest.
I don't care.
(speaking Vietnamese)
The other guy's dead.
Your pets are finishing him off.
Yes, the rats.
And you will also die.
Do not cooperate.
Okay?
You are on a mission here.
What mission?
Burning villages?
Huh?
Woman photographer would not cooperate, so she...
But I know you will.
What is your bloody mission?
Talk!
Tell us!
Your mission!
(speaking Vietnamese)
Bastards!
Let me outta here, goddamn you!
(speaking Vietnamese)
Hey!
Harry!
Down here!
You all right?
Yeah.
Just barely, though.
Come on!
There.
Yeah.
That's it, the transmitter's in there.
And that's what your mission is?
Yeah.
It's probably well guarded.
Shh, down!
(speaking Vietnamese)
Atta boy, keep going.
I'm gonna look inside the sampan, okay?
You stay here.
Good girl.
Now, keep your eyes open.
If you see anyone, yell.
Code Nine.
Coyote to Wildcat.
Coyote to...
(Radio) This is wildcat.
This is wildcat.
Read you now, loud and clear.
wildcat to Coyote.
Coyote, this is wildcat.
Do you read me?
Yeah, I'm right here, Wildcat.
Easter egg identified.
I'm gonna leave the pot wide open.
Hot dog!
They can ride the signal in.
You bet, baby.
Hello, Carol.
Did you come for me?
Something like that.
You want to know why I did it?
No.
No, I guess you wouldn't.
You were never like Steve.
Okay, Wildcat.
We're riding the signal now.
Keep in touch.
Steve is dead.
Was Steve aware that I...
No.
You think I'm just a traitor, don't you?
I don't think anything anymore.
Only that you're in a position to judge.
If you feel on trial, I can't help you.
Once upon a time,
we all three thought the same way.
We all had the same ideals.
Yeah.
Lot of water under the bridge since then.
The big difference being
that I followed my ideals through.
Keep your eyes peeled for Morris.
after we dump you take pickup.
We'll ride shotgun.
It was only three years ago
that I helped you and Steve burn your draft cards,
and I'm to die for still believing in that?
Yeah.
And you don't want to ask, or understand
why I'm doing what I'm doing.
It's very difficult.
Especially when I watched Steve blow his brains out
because you went and ditched him for your cause!
You're a lying son of a bitch!
Come on, you must have known it would come to that!
I.…
I didn't know he had...
But I'm here because they gave me an order,
and because I obey when I get issued orders.
Why don't you just stroll out the door
and let Mr. Nixon and his monsters go to hell?
Because the will anyway.
You might as well shoot
'cause the copters are on their way.
Don't move.
Put your hands behind your head.
(Gunshot)
What have you done?
Never mind.
We gotta get outta here fast!
Best way is to...
Go on, get out of here.
Get going!
Go on.
Who was she?
How come you knew her?
Never mind.
Come on, come on.
Run, run!
Move, move!
They can only touch down for a second.
Hope to hell they spot us.
Okay, JC, it's cookout time.
Ritchie, get in there and spread some jelly.
Stand by, Wildcat,
we're goin' in for Morris.
Come on, they're down.
Hey! Hey!
Go on.
Go on! Go on!
Get her out of here.
Go on!
Harry!