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Now we know
why guys join the air force.

Maybe I should've learned
a little Spanish before
I came down here.

- They're telling us
to come out and die like men.

Something about our mothers
and, uh...

farm animals ?

They don't even
know my mother.

You go left,
I go right.
Ready ?

Ay ! Ay !

It's too early
in the morning
for this.

I haven't even had
my coffee yet.

- Your guy as young
as this one ?
- Younger !

- They shot first.
- Yeah.

They were trying
to kill us.

They were kids
trying to kill us.

They squeeze their trigger, you're still just as dead.

Yeah.

Now with her latest dispatch from the field,

our reporter Lena Anemberg.

John, We've seen it time and again around the world.

Violence and destruction suddenly erupting in peaceful countries.

Explosive conflicts over race and religion...

have resurfaced and torn apart nations...

that seemed to be on the verge of success.

Here in the American South,

the bad old days of bigotry and intolerance are mostly behind us.

We've learned to live and work together.

But now this peaceful corner of America...

has been rocked by a mysterious campaign...

of intimidation and destruction--

all of it aimed at minorities.

These outrages have encouraged other bigots...

to come out and try to spread their poison.

Burned churches, ruined businesses and shattered lives...

testify to these vicious attacks.

Shockingly, not one of these crimes has been solved.

Not one suspect has been identified.

Meanwhile, people around here are scared.

They wonder what target will be attacked next.

As they sift through evidence,

local authorities are at a loss to explain how these criminals...

have managed to succeed so well...

or where they might be hiding.

And I have to wonder...

what evil forces have brought back the hatred and violence...

that threaten us all.

In Georgia, this is Lena Anemberg...

on the road and on the radio for Trans-State Public News.

Karl.

How are you ?I'm great.

- Thanks for coming.
- It was my pleasure, sir.

Seems like
just yesterday...

that you and I were
having our little run-in
with Mr. Noriega.

I'm sure the people of Panama
are talking about us still.

How 'bout a drink ?I'd love one. Thanks.

- Scotch, I believe.
- You have a good memory.

Well, you remember the things
you want to remember.

Good to see you, Karl.

I head
the board of trustees...

for the Military Academy
of the South.

It's a private
military school...

up the road from here.

My nephew, Ted,
he's a cadet there.

Second classman.

- They asked him to join
Werewolf Company this year.
- What's that ?

Some small, elite unit.

After a few months
of drilling with them,
studying with them,

living with them,
he cut me off completely.

Won't take my calls. Returns my letters.

Sounds like a normal
American teenager.

No, sir.
Everything changed...

once this new commandant,
Brack, signed on.

War hero.

Huh. More decorations than a damn Christmas tree.

He's turned the academy into some kind of a cult.

♪ [ Reveille ]

You're moving awful slow
this morning, Robson !

You are not at an oasis,
and you are not romancing
some poor farmer's goat !

Let's move !
I said move !

What is this ?
Mauk, did you sleep
in that uniform ?

- Sir, no, sir !
- I wanna see nothing
elbows and assholes !

You're moving
like a girl, Cunningham !Harmon,

take your P.M.S.
out on someone else,
will ya ?

You know, Karl, a history teacher left the academy for--

well, who knows what happened.

Hard to get a straight answer
out of anybody there anymore.

I still do
have something to say
about what goes on there.

If you're willing, I've arranged for you to take his place.

- You'd be the substitute.
- Undercover ?

As far as any of those
people are concerned,
you don't know me.

You're the subordinate of
a subordinate that I just
happened to hear about.

- I've already got some men
in play. Some good men.
- Then why me ?

Because they need
a commanding officer.

Of course, you know--
you know Baron von Richtoven.

Yeah. World War I
- flying ace.
- Yeah.

You may also know
a rather curious fact
in his biography.

He began
his military career
in the cavalry.

That's the code. That's how your men will identify themselves.

"Richtoven began
in the cavalry."

I can't thank you enough, Karl.

Present...

arms !

- Orders !
- Orders !

Hup !

A cadet approached me
last evening during
study hours...

wanting to leave
the Academy.

The problem was he felt he wasn't liked...

by the other members of his unit.

Dogs are liked.
Small children are liked.

Members of religious orders practicing charity and celibacy are liked.

Soldiers... are respected.

You are respected here.

You are respected here more than you will be in any other place on God's Earth.

More than in your own homes,

your parents' homes.

And it's not because
you are good young soldiers.

It's because you are great
young soldiers.

Left face !

Column,
left... march !

♪
Left ! Left !

Left, right !

Hard left ! Forward ! Left ! Left !

Left, right !

Left ! Left !

Left, right !

Are you lost,
or do you always have
that look on your face ?

I'm lost and I always
have this look on my face.

Are you looking for
something in particular ?

- The commandant.
- Oh. Colonel Brack.

- I'm the new history teacher.
- I'm the medical officer,
Dr. Chamberlain.

Jennifer.
My friends call me Jenny.

Thomasson, Karl.
But my friends call me Karl.

- The colonel's this way.
- Thank you.

The barracks surveillance photos, sir.

Mm. Yeah.

I could get that autographed
for you, sir.

You think security
is a joke, Buckner ?

No, sir. Won't be so funny...

when the FBI comes rolling
through the main gate in
a Bradley fighting vehicle...

headed straight
for your barracks.

- It'll be Waco all over again.
- Yes, sir.

So where are you
coming to us from ?

From Argentina.

Were you
teaching there ?

I was on kind of
a research grant.

Do you have
any experience
in the military ?

- A little.
- That's good, because the man
you're replacing didn't.

He found life at the Academy
a little constricting.

We do things
by the book here.

How long have you been here ? About two years
next year.

So you do things
by the book ?

Except
when I don't.

Well, here we are.

Well, thanks very much
for the help.

- I'm sure I'll see you around.
- I'm sure you will.
It's that kind of place.

The aerial maps
you requested, sir.

The bank
and the power plant.

That's very good,
Buckner. Now...

get me a cup of,
uh, house blend.

- Buckner.
- Sir ?

Make sure she signs it
legibly, will you ?

Go on, son.

Colonel Brack ?
Karl Thomasson.

Our new history man.
- Welcome to the Academy.
- Thank you, sir.

Have a seat, please.

You came very highly recommended
by General Teague.

Said you were
a hell of a fine teacher
and an even better soldier.

- Would you like a cigar ?
- No. Thank you.

Communists are good
for something.

Sir, I have
a confession to make.

I've never actually met
General Teague.

I was with the 7th in Haiti,
Special Forces. My commanding
officer recommended me to him.

Haiti ?

Now, there's an exercise
in minority management.

Did you ever do the lambada...

with those dark ladies
down there ?

No, sir. There wasn't
much time for dancing.

What'd they have you doing ? We went in early--
Special Ops. But, um,

that's still classified.

Well, it couldn't
have been too special--

to drive those monkeys back
into the Dominican Republic.

I think you'll find
the Academy is a positive
place to work.

The cadets are eager and disciplined, ready to follow orders.

Come to think of it,
so are the teachers.

Well, then I'm sure
I'll fit right in, sir.

I'm sure you will.

And if you don't,
you won't last long.

- That's a promise.
- I'll remember that, sir.

Teaching is a grave
responsibility, Thomasson.
We're shaping the future here.

- Godspeed to you.
- Thank you, sir.

Cadets ! Atten-hut !

Cadets, face !

You're in close proximity with your enemy,

and your primary weapon is of no use to you.

What do you do ?

What do you do ?

In hand-to-hand combat...

we carry our arsenal
of weapons...

with us at all times, people.

Make a hole.

We carry them right here.

Cadet Ward, front and center.

In hand-to-hand combat,
we have hand strikes,

we have arm strikes,

we have jump kicks, and...

we have...

take-downs.

Recover !

Return back to formation.

But by far...

your greatest weapon
will be...

turning your enemy's force
against him.

Turning your enemy's force to your advantage...

can mean the difference
between life and death !

Your life, his death.

Anyone...

can learn to use
an enemy's force...

against him
on the field of battle.

- Excuse me, sir !
- Me ?

Yes, you. Can I borrow you
for a demonstration, please ?

Oh, I-I don't think
that's a good idea.
I was just, uh--

- Closer, please.
- Well, uh, I didn't
mean to interrupt.

I was just walking by and-- No interruption at all, sir.

Oh.

- You look familiar.
- Yeah,
I get that a lot.

Well--
what I'm doing, sir,

is I'm teaching
this outstanding group
of young people...

that anybody
can learn the basics
of hand-to-hand combat.

Well, I don't know
if anybody can learn.

Anybody, sir.

There may be one person
who can't-- me.

- You're not gonna hurt me.
- I'm worried that
you're gonna hurt me.

It's all right, sir.

Teach him
- a lesson.
- Come on.

All right.
Quiet down, cadets !Well, when in Rome--

Buckner,
take this man's wardrobe.

Thank you.

All right, sir. Very simple.
- I'm gonna plant myself here.
- All right.

Come at me.
- Let's see what you've got.
- Uh-huh.

What, do I just
come at you ?

Just come at me. Throw a punch,
whatever you think you might
like to do.

-
- Sorry.

Let's try that again.

- You want me to try
the same thing ?
- Same thing, sir.

You sure
I don't know you ?

I don't think so.

Okay. Ready, sir ?
All right.

You know, you remind me
an awful lot...

of someone that
I was in Panama with.

This crazy-ass captain
who kept bitching
and moaning about...

collateral damage
that we were inflicting.

You know what ?

You remind me of this
pain-in-the-ass sergeant...

who was the light
heavyweight champion
of the 7th.

Undefeated, untied
and still pretty.

- That is debatable.

Captain Thomasson,
how are you, sir ?

It's good to see you,
- Devlin.
- You too, sir.

Standby.
Ward, take over class.

Partner up, pair 'em off
before you do those drills. Yes, sir !

So what the hell
are you doing here ?I'm here to teach.

Let me guess.
- Military History.
- You got it.

Well, I betcha you might be
familiar with this odd fact
I learned the other day.

Did you know that
Baron von Richtoven
began in the cavalry ?

Yes, as a matter of fact,
- I did.
- Thought you might.

What else
do you know ?

Patience, Grasshopper.
Come on.

- Home, sweet home.
- Pretty big.

Yeah, it was pretty big
till they divided it
into four apartments.

Now it's pretty small.
Door should be unlocked.
Keys are inside.

Furnishings are government
issue. Any resemblance to
a home is purely coincidental.

My place is right across
the street here.

You got a cadre
of people all around you,
so watch your back, sir.

I better get back
- to class.
- When can we talk ?

This place has eyes and ears,
if you know what I mean.

Tell you what.
There's a, uh, little roadhouse
about five miles south of here.

We'll talk there. They water
the beer, but the waitresses
are full strength.

Good to have you
on board.

I'm sorry. I thought
I was supposed to be
staying here.

You are.

[ Boy ] You're gonna be late !

Cadet Frey. [ Boy ] Sir. Here, sir.

- Cadet Harmon.
- Sir. Here, sir.

- Cadet Mauk.
- Sir. Here, sir.

- Cadet Robson.
- Sir. Here, sir.

- Cadet Teague.
- Here, sir.

My name is Mr. Thomasson--

Captain Thomasson--
and this is American
Military History.

If American Military History
is not your final destination,

please notify
the flight attendant
at this time and disembark.

To be a good soldier,

you must know the enemy.

To know the enemy, you must know history.

You must know
how man reacts in battle.

To win battles, you do not beat weapons.

You beat the soul
of the enemy.

Who said that ?
Anybody ?

Come on. Take a chance.

General George S. Patton.

Someone who knew
a little about soldiering.

- Teague, right ?
- Sir ?

Are you any relation
to General Bud Teague ?

Uncle, sir.

Well, your uncle was
one hell of a soldier.
Don't you agree ?

People say that.

People say
he's quite a soldier.

I'm asking you
- what you think.
- Sir,

in this class,
will we be discussing...

the lies that have shaped
American military policy ?

- What lies are those ?
- The Holocaust,
for instance, sir.

Cadet Buckner...

what is it
about the Holocaust
you believe is a lie ?

What about it
isn't a lie, sir ?

You got Jews and queers
and Reds and Gypsies.

You got all these degenerates
that have pissed and moaned
their way into history books.

And they've all used
the Holocaust to do it, sir.

So you're saying
that the Holocaust
never happened ?

- Six million people
did not die, sir.
- Hmm.

- So the Nazi's
never killed anyone ?
- Not 6 million people, sir.

- How many ? One million ?
- No more than 300,000.
And that's a fact.

All right.
Let's say 300,000.

No, no. Let's make it less. Let's say 100,000.

100,000 innocent people...

killed,
not for something they did,
but for who they were.

You wouldn't call that
a Holocaust ?

No, sir. I wouldn't.

And what would you call it,
Buckner ?

I'd call that
bad luck, sir.

- Good afternoon.
- Sir ! Yes, sir !

Well, I see
you found your classroom
without any problem.

Yes.

The cadets and I were just
having a spirited discussion
on modern European history--

fact or fiction ?

I like a spirited discussion.

It broadens the mind,
and isn't that what
we're all here for ?

Intelligence ?Yes, sir...

when we can find it.

-
...combat, people !
- Move, move, move !

- Let's move !
- You guys are Werewolves !

That's right. Come on ! Come on, Werewolves !

Try moving, soldier !

Work those legs ! Go ! Move it !

Come on. Move like a Werewolf ! Come on !

That's it. Come on ! Go, Werewolf !

All right, Steve. Are you a soldier ?

Stay low ! Come on !

Kind of intense,
aren't they ? [ Shouting Continues ]

- Yeah. Who are they ?
- The Werewolf Company.

Werewolf Company ?

The Academy's elite.

Who are those other guys ?

Sergeants Van and Lim. Military advisors.

They have their own
military advisors ?Perks of being in the elite.

Lim, huh ?

Well, I better get going.
I've got a meeting to make.

You should stop by
the infirmary sometime.

Hospitalization ?
I like that.

Let's see it, Buckner !

You wanna lead ? You call that leading ?

I said move ! Throw that knife !

♪ [ Rock 'N' Roll ]

So Brack's behind this ?Mm-hmm.

It's like this, sir:

You got Werewolf Company.

That's Brack's pet project,
if you haven't already figured
that out.

They train by themselves,
they eat by themselves,

they study by themselves,
and they have a tendency to
disappear without a warning...

for these little
training missions.

- Training for what ?
- Hi, guys. I'm Sissy.

- Sissy. Hey, how are you ?
- So, you two aren't from
the military academy are you ?

- Now, what gave us away ?
- You're the only two guys...

in here without beer guts
the size of beach balls.

Let's see if we can't change that. Why don't you get us two icy cold drafts ?

Huh ? Thank you.
Mmm-mm-mm.

Where do the Werewolves
disappear to when they go
on these training missions ?

That's Brack's deal,
so it's hard to say unless
we were to take a closer look.

What about those older guys, the military advisors ? Who are they ?

If I was a betting man,
sir, my money would be
on ex-convicts.

And the Korean ?Man, he is out there.

His name is Lim.
Military advisor with a rank
of wacko first class.

Well, Buckner seems to
have a problem with anybody
who doesn't look like him,

and I assume that
the rest of the Werewolves
feel the same way.

I see what you're saying.
Why is an Asian a member of
their band of merry men ?

Why indeed ?

You boys are in luck.
Tonight is our country
karaoke happy hour...

and I think we're just
about to get started.

- Oh, boy.
Thank you, Sissy.
- Uh-huh.

What about the cadets ?A bunch of head cases--

all those little Werewolf
bastards if you ask me.

They even have
their own private
training compound.

- Where ?
- About a 20-minute march
south of the school.

It's pretty secure too.
They have Constantine wire,
early-warning devices.

They got
- the whole nine yards.
- Any way to get in there...

without using
the front door ?

That compound
is like a pretty woman.

There's always
a way to infiltrate
that perimeter...

if you just look
hard enough.

Cheers.
Hi, y'all.

My name's Dixie,

and before I take
one more drink order,

I just have
one thing to say.

♪ [ Big Band ]♪ Frankie and Johnny
were lovers ♪

♪ Oh, lordy,
how they could love ♪

Sir, you know, I forgot
something out in the truck.
I'll be right back.

- I'm gonna help you.
- Maybe we should
get out of here.

- Yeah, I think so.
- I got this round.

♪ He was her man
but he was doing her wrong ♪

Where'd they go ?

- Whoo ! Werewolves !
- White power !

♪ [ Punk ]

White power ! [ Clink, Clink ]

- Hell, yeah !

- Slash ! Burn !
- Slash ! Burn !

- Bomb ! Kill ! Die !
- Bomb ! Kill !

Die ! Werewolf glory !

- Slash ! Burn ! Bomb !
- Slash ! Burn ! Bomb !

- Kill ! Die ! Werewolf glory !
- Kill ! Die ! Werewolf glory !

Slash ! Burn ! Bomb ! Kill ! Die ! Werewolf glory !

Slash ! Burn ! Bomb ! Kill ! Die ! Werewolf glory !

An army that believes in what it fights for...

is greater than its numbers.

So never forget why we fight. Never forget that the atheists and the multiculturalists...

will not rest until every
white man, woman, and child
is bent before them.

Never forget that the next step after our enslavement...

is our genocide.

So our choice is clear.

We fight or we die.

Let's take a look around.

What do you think ?Well, The lock's
not a problem, sir.

Just gotta make sure
the gate's not wired for
any early-warning devices.

Heads up.

- Bingo.
-

- I heard something.
- I'll take care of this.

- Hyah.

Aah.

Well, that couldn't
have been pleasant.

No, sir. He'll be out
for quite some time.

Call me later... just after rounds !

Cadet Buckner.
Don't tell me.

The Nobel Committee has
awarded you the peace prize.

- Cadet Teague is no longer
registered for this course.

Says who ?Colonel Brack.

You can sit.

Have a seat, cadet.

I'm hoping
that wasn't meant
as an insult, sir.

No, Buckner.
I was completely serious.

I sincerely believe
that you deserve
the peace prize.

- You are a walking poster boy
for tolerance and brotherhood.

Because I am cadet commander,
I deserve the respect
accorded that rank, sir.

Oh, shut up, Buckner,
and sit down.
That's an order.

Hold on, Buckner.
I'm just curious
about something.

- What if I did mean it
as an insult ?
- Sir ?

What does a cadet commander do
when his honor is insulted ?

He rectifies
the situation, sir.

- Well, then rectify it.

- That would be
insubordination, sir.
- Not if it's a direct order.

Do it ! Do it ! Rectify it !

-
- Come on, Buckner !
Kick his ass !

- Show him, man.
- Get him.

Ohh !

Thousands of people
in this country died...

fighting a war
against assholes like you.

Some of them
were in my family.

- Sir, he can't breathe !

Take your seat.
Class has started.

Cadet Teague
is no longer in my class ?

He has to be
transferred out.

Why ?He's a provisional Werewolf.

Another couple of weeks,
he'll be a full member.

- I guess he's not
taking any chances.
- What kind of chances ?

He doesn't really know you. Fact is, none of us here really do.

Do you believe in liberty,
Karl ?

I guess the question is
do you believe liberty
has a price ?

You're a clever man, an academic.

Name it.

Eternal vigilance, Karl.
That's the price we pay
for our freedom,

and it's a lesson
we want all our cadets
to learn.

Unfortunately, it seems that
the Werewolves are the only ones
getting the message.

Now, if there's nothing else, I have work to do.

- Captain.
- Oh, hi.

I wanted to welcome you
to the neighborhood.
I live just over there.

Oh. Thank you very much.

I didn't think
flowers and candy
would do it for you.

Well, you never know.

I moved around a lot
when I was a kid.

My father was career army,
so I lived in about
200 places.

So I know
what it's like being
the new kid on the block.

Well, it's a little different
when you don't have a family.

And you don't ?No, I never
got around to it.

Neither did I.Well, you've got time.

♪ Live a life
of blood and danger ♪

♪ I wanna be a paramedic

♪ Pump that funky anesthetic

♪ Airborne, whoo, whoo

So what branch
were you in ?Regular army.

Infantry.

After Panama,
Just Cause,

it seemed like a good idea
not to re-up.

- And you went
right into teaching ?
- No. No.

- I was a professional soldier.
- A mercenary ?

I didn't take you
for the type.

- What's the type ?
- A person who goes into combat
for any country that will pay.

Well, I was a little more
principled than that, I hope.

Listen,
I have things to do.

Thanks
- for the present.
- Don't mention it.

- Wow.
- ♪ [ Punk ]

What did you say
your name was again ?

Uh, Teague-- Ted.

Well, Teague Ted, um...

I'm working
the next couple of nights,

but, um, maybe
I can see you on Sunday ?

Um, I'm not gonna
be around this weekend.

Where you going ?Away.

Away where ?Just something
for school.

Going with other cadets ?Look...

it's not really something
that I, uh--

Oh, shit !
Is that the time ?

- Lights out in five minutes.
- Time flies when
you're having fun.

How far away from the school
are we ? It doesn't matter.
Just drive me.

- I have to get dressed.
- There's no time for that.

I'm not getting behind
the wheel of my car
stark naked.

Bye.

I'd like to see
Colonel Brack.
Why ?
What's the problem,

handyman Luther,
you got a short circuit...

or you got a leaky faucet ?

I need to see him, cadet.

It's cadet commander.

I need to see him !Yeah ?
Well, he's busy.

I was in
the military, kid.
Don't forget it.

Yeah ? What branch was that,
Salvation Army ?

Violation of curfew is not
something we take lightly.

I believe I have
- an explanation, sir.
- Save it.

You're restricted to quarters
for 72 hours.

- What about this weekend, sir ?
- You won't be going.

Sir, if I may ?
Sir, I don't need
to remind you...

that Cadet Teague is very close to moving beyond his provisional status.

And I think it would be
unfortunate if that were
to be jeopardized...

because of this one...
lapse in judgment...

sir.

Who will see
that there are no more...

lapses in judgment ?

I will, sir.

Just remember, Teague,
two more weeks and you'll
be a full member.

- It's yours to lose.
- Sir. Yes, sir.

- Cadet Robson.
- Sir. Here, sir.

- And Cadet Mauk.
- Sir. Here, sir.

Well, the Werewolf Company
seems not to be with us today.

- What a surprise.
- Do these guys
miss class often ?

- They're leaving
on a training mission.
- What kind of mission ?

- They don't say.
- And we don't ask them.

I'm sorry about how late
things got the other night.

I mean, I just kinda
lost track of the time.

You're not mad at me,
are you ?

Well, you did what
you were supposed to do--
questioned Teague.

He did what
he was supposed to do.
Volunteer nothing.

I know,
but I got him
in trouble.

I didn't mean to.

Come here.

Mmm. You smell like
a spring day.

You wouldn't mind
if I saw him again,
would you ?
Teague ?

Well, he's a little young
for you, isn't he ?Yeah, but he's nice, though,

and it gets really lonely
working out at that bar.

And the only person
I see when I'm not working
is you.

You didn't sleep with him,
did you ?

That's not what
this is about, is it ?

I'm thinking about
moving back in with Mom.

- Your mother
is a multiculturalist.
- She's engaged to a black man.

I will not have
my only daughter in that
kind of rancid environment--

polluting your morals--
and I will do everything
in my power...

to make sure you are not,
you understand me ?

I think all this spying
that you're making me do
has polluted me enough already.

That woman is a Godless multiculturalist.

So if we use Vietnam as a model--

Let's talk about
the Civil War.

I think it's important
for all of us to understand...

the role that black soldiers played in the Union victory.

They served in segregated, all-black units,

and they participated in almost 500 engagements.

Twenty-three black soldiers received the Congressional Medal of Honor for Bravery.

And as you know, that is the military's highest honor.

And you know...

some say, sir,
that we're primed
for another Civil War.

This time,
whites against blacks.

I don't know
if you're aware
of this Buckner,

but they actually have
medication for people
with your condition.

- ♪ I wanna be
a' airborne ranger ♪

♪ Livin' a life
of blood and danger ♪

♪ I wanna be
a' airborne ranger ♪

♪ Livin' a life
of blood and danger ♪

♪ Airborne ranger
Airborne ranger ♪

Yeah ! Just a minute !

- Hi.
- Hi.

I was a little short
with you the other day.

Ah, I didn't even notice.

Well, I thought
I'd make it up to you
and buy you a drink.

- All right.
- ♪ [ Country ]

So the military has always
been a part of my life.

Not only
was I an army brat,

but I went to
a military college,

and the army paid
for my medical school.

So I guess that's why I take
the whole mercenary thing
so personally.

Because you think guys like me
are in it just for the money ?Yeah, I guess.

I never went into combat
for just a paycheck.

There's too much at stake.

But, in the end,
I think that was
the reason I quit.

Got to the point
where I was just in it
for the money.

Do you ever think
about going back ?No.

Makes you stronger,
growing up the way I did--
that kind of rootlessness.

Makes you depend
upon yourself.

Although, it gets a little
lonely sometimes too.

Makes you do things...

you don't always
wanna do.

- Do you ever do things
you don't wanna do ?
- No.

I used to...
but that was my job.

Let's get outta here.

Hope you like
this wine.

If you don't,
it's your fault,

'cause you bought it.

Cheers.

Red wine always raises
- my temperature a little bit.
- Really ?

It always makes me...
just a little bit tired.

Are you tired now ?

Actually, no.
I'm feeling wide awake now.

[ Sighs ]

Hello ?

Okay. Where ?

No, but I'll find it.

I have to go.

Sorry.

- Teague here.
- Sir, it's Karl Thomasson.

I'm just wondering
- how far away you are.
- How far away am I from what ?

- From where I am.
- Karl, what are
you talking about ?

Sergeant Van, I have sighted the enemy.

I'm gonna have to
call you back.

Whoo !

Go, go, go !

This will be interesting. Forward.

I think this... and this.

- Van, let's go.
- Buckner ! You pussy !

I always expected Van wouldn't come back one day.

He was the dumbest white man
I know.

And Thomasson--
when can I get rid of him ?

Not until I find out
who's gonna come looking
for the body,

so why don't you take
the rest of the day off,
have a couple bottles of sake ?

Sake is Japanese.
I'm Korean, Colonel.

Mm-hmm.

And don't think you wouldn't
be back there right now...

if you weren't
a world-class exterminator.

Dismissed.

- Jenny. Hi.
- Hi.

- I owe you an apology.
- For last night ?

- Yeah.
- That's not the first time
somebody walked out on me,

although,
I have to say it's usually
after we've had sex.

I'm sorry. I'd like to
make it up to you.

How about dinner ?I can't.

Well...
no second chances, huh ?

No. It's actually
nothing like that at all.

I substitute
in an emergency room
in Atlanta.

- How about next Saturday ?
- Oh, I'd love to.

It's the officers' ball.
The social event of the season.

Everybody will be there.

- What, you don't dance ?
- I wouldn't call it that, no.

Well, it's not about dancing.
It's about being part of
the group. Esprit de corps.

- I think we should go.
- I think we should.

- Bye.
- See ya.

So I'm drinking a beer, surfin' the net,

decide to check these guys out.

I'm doing a little research, try to figure out...

where these little
Werewolf bastards were
over the weekend.

I did learn something
in the military besides how to
kill people and blow shit up.

And look what I found.

"Atlanta bank bombed." Mm-hmm.

But not just any bank.
That's the Development Bank
of the South--

the biggest backer
of minority-owned businesses
in the southeast.

"Witnesses reported seeing a group of four teenagers dressed in military fatigues...

fleeing
just before the blast."

Sound like anybody we know ?
So I start digging deeper,
and look what I find.

What is that ? Oh, I'd say
that's your average,

run-of-the-mill
white supremacist hate site--
with one little difference.

See all these letters
in here ? These are all
signed "The Colonel."

- Brack ?
- I don't think
it's the chicken guy, sir.

"We must defeat
our enemies absolutely,

"we must use violence generously,

and we must begin immediately."

Ted. Ted !

Hey, Ted !

What do you want ?I wanna help you.

Help me do what ?I don't think you know what
you're getting yourself into.

- Your uncle doesn't either.
- My uncle's the one
who sent me here.

Either you step aside right now,
or the next person I speak to
is Colonel Brack.

Call me if you feel
like you're in trouble.

- Captain Thomasson.
- Hello, Harmon.

Can I help you
with something, sir ?No, thanks.

I'm waiting for someone.
She's working late.

- Well, have fun.
- Yes, sir.

♪ [ Waltz ]

I hope I didn't
- keep you waiting.
- Hi.

Do I look okay ?You look phenomenally okay.

My compliments
on your taste.

Why, thank you.
I picked him out myself.

Enjoy the ball.

- You lead with your left.
- I'll keep that in mind.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce our alumnus,

Lieutenant Colonel and Mrs. Callahan, class of '81.

- Something wrong ?
- No, no.

- Uh, Cadet Mauk.
- Yes, sir.

I'm wondering if you wouldn't
see Dr. Chamberlain to the bar.
She needs a drink.

- Don't you ?
- I do now.

Where are you going ?Just around the corner.

- Which corner ?
- Ma'am.

Come on. Let's go.

I thought I'd
find you here, sir.

What's going on ?Got a road trip.
Here, take a look.

What do you think ?-I think there's room for me in
the back of that supply truck.

Stand by, sir, you're not
going anywhere without me.

If I don't come back,
I need somebody to come get me.

Hmm. All right.

Come on. Let's go. Move.

Let's go. Let's go.

A billion dollars
doesn't buy what it used to.

Come on, come on, come on.
All right. All right.

We've got exactly 12 minutes. - Let's split up. Do what we came here to do.

Meet back
at second level. Go !

Seventeen stories down,
to the gates of hell
and back, boys.

Whoo !

Shit.

Frey !

Ted, I can make it.
I can make it.

- Go with the others.
- Ted.

- We've gotta help him !
- Go with others.
It's gonna blow up.

I can make it.

Help me. Help me.

Where's Frey ?He fell.

Come on, let's go !
Acceptable loss. Go !What about Frey ?

Come on, go.
Move out. Move.

Go, go. Come on. Let's go.

[ Man ] You like it ? You like it ?

Another one ? Another one ? Come on. You like it ? Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.
Ow, ow.

Come on. Yeah !

Yeah ! Yeah !

Come on. Come on, baby.

Do it to me.

They sure know how to rig their demo.

I'd say we have enough
to call in for our backup, sir.

Call ? Who you gonna call ?

You think Brack is in this for himself ?

You don't think there are
people, powerful people
financing this operation ?

Every time I see y'all, y'all are whispering to each other,

just like a couple
of old ladies.

It's a wonder
you survived in 'Nam.

Oh, y'all think I'm a little nuts, huh ? Think I don't know nothing.

That's okay, everybody does.

I tell you one thing I do know.

Richtoven began in the cavalry.

- Teague sent you ?
- Teague sent me here first.

I'm his eyes and ears,

his antenna, his feelers.

Even if you get past the people
that Brack is in bed with,

- you ain't got nothing on him.
- For starters, Bubba, how about
a couple major bombings ?

You can't connect him
to either one. You want Lim ?
Want to cuff the Werewolves ?

Go for it. You might get lucky.

But if you want Brack,
you're gonna have to
sweat for it.

I got something to show you.

Now, Ms. Frey,
you must know that we're doing
everything humanly possible.

The sheriff's been notified,
It's just a matter of time
before he turns up.

Yes, ma'am, I will.
Our prayers are with you.

- What is it ?
- Frey was alive when we left.

- Barely.
- He was hurt, but he was alive.

Sergeant Lim made a necessary
but difficult decision.

Frey wasn't gonna make it.
To take him would've jeopardized
the mission and everyone on it.

We could've saved him
if we'd brought him with us.

Casualties, Ted. They are
an unfortunate fact of combat.

I know that you're upset, but I'm satisfied the right decision was made.

Now, I'm sure you have other
things you should be doing, son.

I don't believe in what
you believe in. I don't
hate the people you hate.

Uh-huh.

You know, when I was your age,
I was in a school very much
like this one,

in a unit not unlike
the Werewolves.

This was during
the Vietnam War.

So much of our effort was aimed
at disrupting the protests.

It seemed to me,
because I was young,
things were getting too rough.

We were getting a little
too rough. I wanted out.

Do you know
what my commander's
response was, hmm ?

Now, I know somebody like you
doesn't need this kind
of persuasion.

Just remember what
I said when you first became
interested in the Werewolves.

Once you're in,

you're never out.

Do I make myself clear ?

♪ I wanna be
an airborne ranger ♪

♪ I wanna live
a life of danger ♪

Is this what
I think it is ?

The guy you replaced
is under all that stuff.

How did he die ?He was so careless,
even I couldn't help him.

Teague sent him in ?Nope.

He was just naturally nosy.

So who killed him ? Lim ?

I could tell by the way
his neck was broken.

You see him do it ?

After they buried him,
I dug him up.

- I put him back.
- Luther,

did it ever occur to you
to call the police ?

I've got something
else to show you.

101st airborne.
That's where I met Teague.

I was in demolitions.

E.O.D.-- Explosives
Ordinance Disposal.

The way I see it,

you can either out manoeuvre
Brack, or outgun him.

Either way, you got to know exactly what you're doing.

Coffee ?

It's tight, I like it.
Consider it approved.

- Frey's dead, isn't he ?
- Red.

Didn't you say it wasn't
necessary for you to go ?

So it's my fault that
you left him there to die ?

Isn't it true in your culture
that a woman is expected
to open her mouth...

only for her man's sexual gratification ?

I may have
you people all wrong.

Hold up, sir.

They're gone,
all the Werewolves.

I just saw them
at the compound
about ten minutes ago.

How are
we gonna find them ?

It's a basic G.P.S. navigational system with one important difference.

Instead of telling you
where you are, it tells you
where the other guy is.

How does it know
where the other guy is ?

Well, it helps
if you put a little homing
device under his bumper.

- You're not coming with us ?
- I never travel.

What do you mean,
you never travel ?I mean I never travel.

Anywhere ?

Are you aware of what
goes on in the world ? Hmm ?

There's some crazy shit
out there, man !

How did you get to the academy
in the first place ?

Carefully.
Very carefully.

I got work to do anyway.
Brack went with them.
He never goes with them.

They're splitting up. We've got the Ford on display. We should go after Brack.

- I'm gonna take a look around.
- Yes, sir. I'm gonna
keep an eye on Lim.

It's time, son.

Adversity introduces
a man to himself.

Werewolves now,

Werewolves forever.

There is no pain.

Let it bubble up, boy.

Damn.

Join us when you
compose yourself.

Hey. Lim's headed
to Teague's house.

♪ [ Classical On Radio ]

How long is it gonna
take us to get there ?Forty-five minutes if we fly.

I need you to radio the academy.
I want the campus locked down
until we get back.

I'd like
a piece of him, sir.

You'll all
have your chance.

Where are you going, you son of a gun ?

Goddamn.

That Lim
is one sick mother.

Brack's tying up
loose ends.

Yeah.

The display in the jeep
says that Lim's headed
back towards the academy.

We should head back.

Well ?

General Teague is dead, Luther.

- Then we should do something about it, shouldn't we ?
- Yep, it's time for payback.

- We're all gonna split up.
- Give ourselves three times
the chance of finding him.

- Whoever finds him first-- My pleasure.
- That goes without saying.

Hey, Lim.

I want to talk to you,
you sick bastard.

You lose, sir.

Watch it, Luther.
I'm gonna take away
your drool cup.

Go. Move.

You know
what I think, Luther ?

I think the only solution
for a mental degenerate
like yourself...

is a mercy killing.

As one degenerate
motherfucker to another,

I think you should go first.

You know why I was discharged
from the army ? Huh ?

I enjoyed killing
too much.

Didn't you get the message ?
The camp is under siege.

There are two guys,
Harmon-- a history teacher
and a martial arts instructor.

That's not under siege.
That's a faculty meeting.

Get to your post
and that's an order !

You know, Harmon.
There's something I always
felt you should know.

- Cat fight. It's cool.
- Come on, Mauk !

I wish I could tell you
things aren't the way
they look.

But, like I said, loneliness makes you do things you don't want to do sometimes.

Pretty poor excuse.

Yeah, I'm running out
of good ones.

- So I was just another
subject of surveillance ?
- That's the way it started.

Toss the gun,
bright boy.

Just what I like to see,
the staff networking.

There can be injuries
in what the Werewolves do.

It's nice to have
a doctor on your side.

At least I think
she's on my side.

Sell your
multiculturalism in hell.

No !

Oh, baby.

Brack. Brack.

In Chinese, the word "crisis" consists of two characters--

The first is danger,
the second is opportunity.

Your uncle's dead.
Brack's responsible.

Don't listen to him, Teague.

Lim killed him. -Thomasson's the one who did it.

The man's a mercenary,
totally without moral fiber.

How did he die ?

The same way Lim
kills everyone--
with no mercy.

You don't really
believe him, do you, son ?

You're not being
a great, young soldier.

Take Teague's weapon.

That's an order ! Now !

Five of you and one of me.

You're outnumbered.

All of this will be on your academy records.

Someone else
is gonna decide this one.

And what do you mean
by that, teacher's pet ?

It means we're gonna
call in somebody with a badge.

You, you're the one
who turned my troops
against me.

- Hyah !
- Halt ! Halt, Colonel Brack.

For what, Teague ?
If you shoot me in cold blood,
oh, you uncle would be so proud.

You're not even being good,
young soldiers. You're being
treacherous little shits !

The future belongs
to real white men.

It's just the holocaust.
Get over it !

Racial purity !

He was very proud of you.

I tried to get out
after Frey died,

when I realized it wasn't
some war game we were playing.

Brack made us feel like men,

soldiers.

I guess Buckner
was the only one who
really stopped to think...

what it was
we were soldiering for.

You know, just because
you made one mistake...

doesn't mean you shouldn't keep fighting.

As long as you remember
that the good fights,

the important fights,

are rarely fought
on the battlefield.

- You look pretty good.
- I feel like shit.

Doc says he'll be
up and around in no time.

Well, whoopty-fuckin'-do.
What the hell does he know ?

He ain't the one who had his
insides all slashed and diced.

Just when I start to feel
better, Luther tells me
you're gonna be around a while.

Yeah, the trustees have asked me
to stay on and help till they
find a new commandant.

Besides, somebody's
gotta take care of you.

I thought you people
wanted me to recover.

How in the hell am I supposed
to recover when I gotta keep
your butt out of trouble, sir ?

Captain, I ain't done complaining yet.

Captain. Captain, get your sorry ass back here, sir.

Luther, let's go get a beer.

Cool.