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Have you brought what you promised?

- Have you brought the money? - Of course.

With this they go become a rich man.

I'm not looking for wealth, friend. I search for the truth.

Get out! Hurry! Hurry!

Fuck...

You were looking for some information, huh?

I'm gonna give you information.

STRIKER

Hi, Slade. How's it going?

- Fine. How are you? - Okay.

Don't tell me you're not getting bored with that job yet.

How could I get bored? These people are running my ass off.

Sure doesn't look like it.

See you next week.

Police, hands against the wall!

What the hell is it?

Mr. Slade?

You're a lawyer?

I can bail you out and it's a large sum of money.

You didn't answer my question.

You're looking at 10 years hard labor.

Unless you do a favor for us.

- And who's us? - For now let's just say us.

I don't do favors.

You got it wrong, it's a clean job.

You set me up.

You bust me and you want a favor?

I'm in the dirty laundry business?

That's general Rosen, president of the

Patriot of Fighting of Oppression.

General Rosen, John Slade.

Hello Mr. Slade. Mr. Cobert.

You know this man?

Of course, I know, it's Frank Morris.

What the hell's this all about?

He's in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Since you've seen him he's become a journalist,

he was down in Nicaragua, on an assignment.

And got thrown in jail by the Sandinistas as a spy.

So where do I come in?

We know from your past performance that you are

one of the best in extraction from hostile territories.

Morris is a war hero and you're going to bring him back to us.

This is general Rosen's special incentive program,

which means if you don't bring Morris back,

I promise you you'll spend the next 10 years in jail.

And buddy, you'll be praying you don't drop this so.

That's funny.

You know, if you were to told me from the beginning that this is for Morris.

You could have saved yourself a hell of a lot of trouble.

Good. The Contras have informed us that

Morris is being held in a military zone.

In the northern part of the country.

But they rotate his prison location every few days.

We've taken every precaution.

You'll enter Nicaragua, as a Canadian photographer.

You'll have two contacts. A local girl named Martha,

and a Dutch helicopter pilot.

The Dutchman will supply you with all the necessary equipment.

Do you want Morris back?

I'll give you a list of exactly what I want.

And you make sure the Dutchman has it.

Death to the Sandinistas. For a free Nicaragua!

Come on, guys. They are pulling, the sons of the bitches...

Come on guys, come on hit the sons of bitches!

Oh, don't hit me!

Hello.

This place always like this?

This? Every single day. Soon you get used to it.

How about buy me a drink?

You got the wrong customer, sweetheart.

I don't think so miss that much. I am Martha.

Not what I expected.

They take my passport at airport. That's normal?

Your passport? No it isn't.

I think now they know who you are.

You know where Morris's prison location is?

The Contras told me that is been in the median area.

- You know the place? - I was born there.

We could find him, no problem that.

- We? - Yeah, you and me.

I travel alone.

No way. You never will find the place without me.

It's just too complicated.

- Do you speak Spanish? - No.

I didn't think so.

Think about it, you need me.

I've got to be crazy.

- If you fall behind, your... - Don't worry, I won't.

Nice place.

I'm not interested in how hard you're trying.

I want results.

Of course, comrade Kariasin.

We think some CIA agents infiltrated the country.

- You think? - Yes.

Look.

They arrived yesterday.

The two of them.

Then I asked a question,

why is the Canadian one the most interesting.

I don't know, Comrade.

Because the real Lafargue

die of terminal cancer three months ago.

I'm made the personal check.

In Russia they would never have got this far.

It is not difficult time to become efficient.

You must dominate what I call your lack of efficiency.

Efficiency Nicaragua means repression, my dear Colonel.

This is the first question we must ask ourselves use.

Where can this man be?

Your watches when they search his room.

Only found this.

FUCK-OFF Filthy capitalist Pig.

Allow me to distribute is pictured to my private police.

Nothing scares me more than a man with a sense of humor.

- He is finished. - I hope so.

This guy is very special.

What should I call you, Steve or Johnny?

Call me Slade.

John Slade.

You don't trust me, do you?

Just wonder how a class act like you've got this situation.

They promised me that I can go to America.

That's I'm dreaming long time ago in.

- You see, my mother is American. - That explains.

- Explain what? - You English.

John, I would do anything to get out of this hell.

You have no idea what it is to live in it.

The worst part is, as every day passed...

you could used to any and everything.

You look around, you see what's happening,

you're just too numb to react.

So, you're just gonna run away from it that

doesn't solve anything, I know I've been through it.

- Get close? - Yes just a little bit further.

I hope your Dutchman's on time.

He usely is.

- Where's your helicopter pilot? - He'll be here.

I'm fell you make the plans a big mistake.

Did you rather walk? Mister Perfect.

If you star with that attitude, it's gonna be a long trip.

Well, you better start getting used to it, sweetheart.

- What's that for? - You'll see.

Slade, here comes the Dutchman.

Go, take off!

Hurry!

- I'm Joop Houtman. - I know who you are.

This is the only save place to land. I didn't expect soldiers here.

Find a better spot next time.

What do you expect in the day starts off wrong.

What those happened?

The plans change. I can't go to Oliveira

All this flights have been banned since yesterday.

I'll get you close as possible.

- Where's my equipment? - Everything is back there.

I hope it lasts for next three days, I hope.

That's the time when I'll pick you up.

If we are not there in three days, please come back after 24 hours.

If you don't find that. Don't bother, coming back.

As you wish.

This is done.

Come on, give me your hand.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Damn. I can't expect Sandinistas here.

I bet.

The place is crawling with Sandinistas.

I'm looking for a safe way down into the tunnel.

You wait here. I'll come back and get you.

You're the boss.

- Where the hell you come from? - I took shortcut way down.

- Why you don't tell me? - You just have to ask me.

I should have seen it for the first.

The American has come here for Morris.

At least it doesn't know where we're hiding.

Never underestimate the enemy.

So far he's avoided every one of your patrols.

And found his way through the underground tunnel.

Are you sure you can stop him from getting in here?

I have no doubt about it, Colonel Kariasin.

Look around yourself,

you see I have sentries posted everywhere.

Good morning, comrade.

Good. You're getting better every day.

Cigar? Cuban.

Don't you know those things are bad for your health?

Cut bullshit. Morris. You're in trouble.

You're accused of espionage,

and the purchasing information from Sandinist officer.

- Both this are punishable by death. - Yeah?

Give me a break, Kariasin,

you know damn well I'm worth more you alive than dead.

Mr. Morris, I have a proposition for you.

I want to put you on television.

You'll give to me in a videotape interview.

All the documentation that you have to the

the little newspaper, and US involvement

here in Central America.

And in exchange,

I give to you after one week,

your freedom, an airplane ticket to Miami.

Clippard class and fifty thousand American dollars.

That's more than you earn in three years with journalist.

$50,000, huh?

Granted it's a small newspaper, Kariasen.

But we tell it like it is. Without the help of a party line.

This is my scoop, and truth is at a premium these days.

You Americans are ridiculous individuals.

Who gives you the right of truth?

You surprised me, comrade.

What the hell makes you think that I'm going to hand over to do you

or Pravda ou TAS, information that Santiago and his goons couldn't beat out of me?

You Fars are all born with your heads up your asses.

Santiago!

I withdraw my offer, you idiot.

We don't need the video, we have you.

We're running out of options here. We've got to be getting close.

In the middle of a hornet's nest.

We have to fight through this one.

No, there's one other way.

- And what's that? - Let them capture me.

Are you crazy?

No. If we stay here we may take a few of them out but.

They will get us.

Now, if I let them capture me there's a chance they're taken to Morris is.

There's also a chance they'll kill you.

I'm counting on you to prevent that.

You are crazy?

Okay, okay. I give up.

Come in.

Please take a seat.

I only have one question for you.

What is your interest in the American?

We know very well you've been together ever since you left Managua.

He's dead to me, that son of a bitch.

- You think I believe you? - And why not?

It's his fault I'm here.

Martha Castillo Smith.

We know all about you.

It goes heavily against you that you have a brother.

Who is wanted by the authorities for

his participation in the old regime.

So be careful what you say.

This American...

is he your lover?

You know what penalty prostitution in this country is.

It would be a great shame...

to have to destroy...

this beautiful face.

and fiddle just because you want to play the silent hero.

John Slade, I'll get you it.

What's happening?

Santiago!

Santiago!

What the hell's going on out there?

Take me to Morris and the girl, now.

You'll never get out of here alive.

Watch me.

Forward! Now!

Don't think you're playing get out along shoot?

So long. Stay in front of me!

Guns down!

Hold your fire.

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

I want Morris and the girl. Here.

One more stunt and you get it a bullet.

Santiago!

Colonel?

Santiago bring the prisoners here.

Move!

I have everything under control!

Bring them!

We can make a deal.

You let me go and I promise you won't be executed.

You have got to be kidding.

You get the ass of and come out it me.

Another Party? I'll take my jacket.

Get a move on.

Ah, so you're the famous Morris?

- And who you? - You don't know me.

But I've come a long way to meet you.

Cut the shit, let's go.

Get move on.

Stop there.

Come behind me. Get behind me now.

Remember this drill?

This way! This way!

Get your hands up, get down here now.

Fast!

Hands up!

Okay now give me the gun.

Base calling Paco! Base calling Paco! Over!

Answer me, damn it!

Like the old days huh, Morris?

Get on, Slade.

You're completely mad in it.

Shut up.

You never get away with this.

What?

Falco One to base, over.

Here base, "adelante"!

No sign of target here.

Going to sector 2-E. Over and out.

Falco One to base, over.

Here is 4-1.

I see target, heading northeast vector 2-E.

Put the pedal in the metal.

Get on it!

You have no chance! Surrender!

You kill the driver.

We might hit the colonel. I don't think he'll like that.

Half mile to go.

Listen! Listen!

Attention! You have no chance to escape!

You're completely surrounded.

Give that up.

- Do you see them, passo? - They ahead for the trees, passo.

Follow this. Are closing by me now.

- No sign of them. - They've been hiding.

- Now try to find us. - Hey Slade, you got a cigar?

- You don't smoke. - He does.

This will do.

Okay. come on

I don't see then. We're keep looking.

Why do you think they're doing?

This is to anesthetize.

- Hey, bro. - That's better.

How the hell'd you go for picking house

in Granada to becoming a journalism?

I was having a hell of a good time with this war of words.

Until now.

I never thought you quit fighting.

You're the best, taught me everything I know.

We kicked a lot of ass together, huh?

Hey, what's the matter? You feel left out?

Certainly not, but if it gave you that impression.

Must we'll made them to eat shit, Santiago!

Made them to eat shit.

Russian presence has did insulted.

It's an outrage.

And it will be avenged.

What are you doing about it, Santiago?

Don't worry, Colonel.

I'm concentrating on my troops in the south.

They won't get away this time.

No, stupid! Incuts!

He never does unexpected.

He goes north, I can feel it.

He's going north, you understand?

He's feverish. You think he can make it?

Yeah, but he's gonna need some breathing space.

We're not too far from the village where I was born.

And it's ok.

There should be a bed inside. You take him in.

Martha, is that you?

Flores?

I can't believe it, Martha.

My, you grow.

It's been a long time. Too long.

Welcome to the house.

Boy, I missed to you.

Listen, we need rest.

our friend is sick.

This is only save place I know.

This house is as much yours as it is mine.

Is he still asleep?

Yeah, he's been pushing that leg too hard.

We got to move out soon. That Dutch can better be on time.

We really need that helicopter.

By the way,

I know I haven't told you, Martha.

But I have glad you made the trip with him.

I can't do know. You almost let out a compliment.

Don't get used to it.

- Slade. - Yeah!

- I still got my leg. - Look like it.

Is he expect me thank you.

After all we've been through together.

- Forget it. - Hey, bro.

- Yeah? - You haven't told me yet.

Told you what?

What the hell you got down here?

Martha! Martha!

The soldiers are here. We have must go.

- What is it? Chicken blood? - I don't know.

- Chicken blood? - I don't know.

- Where are they? - I don't know.

You're all liers. Peasants.

Liars.

Useless. Come on.

You never did tell me how they sent you down here.

With UFO for something.

You crazy bastard, they're after my ass!

Wait Morris, they sent me to get you out of here.

Well let's get you off the damn leg.

Look. I'm a reporter. Slade. I find out what's really going on down here.

The PFO sends weapons to the Contra's and the Sandinistas.

They're profiting off both ends. And you know how to get in paid?

Drugs!

What about the Russians? He'd benefit if he told the truth?

No way, no Sandinistas. He's protecting her in this shit up to their ears.

I think he just wants the blackmail a PFO.

Blackmail him?

Sure he could put the squeeze on him anyway he wants.

More staff, more drugs.

And he'll ship me back to him in a box.

I never trusted Rosen.

I knew he was scamming something. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Slade? Come on guys, we have less than an hour.

Plano Alto is still a long way.

We're at the village, they're heading for Plano Alto.

No sir, will of less than an hour vantage.

Plano Alto?

I want every available man in the area within an hour.

I'm afraid that's not possible, Colonel.

It has to be.

But there will be a lot of serious changes

in the careers of the officers in this navy.

Remember that, little fella.

- I want that here. - Yes sir.

We're three hours late.

Well, he promised to come back when.

He wouldn't stick his neck out for anybody.

- Hey, John! - Yeah!

The problem is me and this damn leg.

Don't worry. I'm gonna get you out of here.

Listen, Tordesillas isn't very far from here.

- What's that? - It's a little fishing Village.

They also go in for smuggling.

You know, drugs, people.

That's how I get in here.

Did you know about this place?

Yes, but they're very suspicious people.

And they don't take kindly to strangers.

They know me.

Then we're going to tour to see us.

I'm gonna check on the ridge if it's clear.

You stay here.

Let me hang on to that for a while.

This is the two chittery for my taste.

Hey!

Well, I'm be damned.

How in the hell did they talk you into this?

But they holding your family?

They got your husband?

The child?

Look, you don't like the kind of girl that will do it for money.

It's not that easy to kill a man in cold blood.

That's something you gotta live with.

Don't take this personally.

I'm gonna hold it against and handle it.

Shut up!

Hey, John!

Guns make noise, let's get out of here.

Come on!

What's happening here?

Was it worth it?

Was there worth of to tell the truth that shitty newspaper?

I mean you know...

They're gonna wipe their asses with it

Good damnt, Morris, you can't die on me.

What ever looked up to?

How come dying in vain?

The bastards will gonna pay.

Now, I'm gonna show him everything you taught me.

Come on you bastards!

Pumas calling headquarters.

We're in Plano Alto.

There's only one Of the Yankees that we have prisoners, I we found dead.

We got to find it,

in the jungle can't find anymore.

Anyway, I ordered my men to take some pictures.

You can always say the Contra's kill.

Yes, that's one good idea.

Ah but by now no one believes the lied in fact.

The fact is that nobody believes the truth here anymore.

Anyway, our main problem now is the PFO.

They have the advantage.

No! We have one more card to play.

- Mr. John Slade. - Yes, okay.

I didn't think of it we've lost original but we still have the copy.

But I'm sure Morris told him everything.

You bet your sweet ass.

To someone who risks his neck to come and save you,

you tell him that and much, much more.

General Rosen!

A message arrive from Managua.

Morris doesn't give us anymore.

That girl is smart than I thought.

Is that they're gonna let her brother off free?

And compromise a twenty two billion dollar deal.

What do we do with her?

You can finish that when you're down there.

Right, general. There another problem there.

- What's that? - Slade.

And he's got have to Sandinistas army on his tail by now.

The worst possibility is that he manages to get back here alive.

But if they capture him...

well, we'll just have to find another John Slade.

Senor Houtman, everything is in order.

- Fine. You've got this in shipment. - Si, senor. Right away!

You were stupid. You should have killed him.

Well, I tried to.

Maybe you find it easy to kill but I don't.

Remember, they still have your brother.

And one doesn't eliminated target,

becomes a target himself.

You have to save him.

And what do you want from me?

Guess!

But I can wait.

That wouldn't change anything.

I already hate myself.

For Morris? He was condemned anyway.

As for Slade, he's no longer in business.

The Sandinistas can take care of him.

- They haven't so far. - He's on all, it's all.

He doesn't have us anymore.

I know.

Shut up, soldier!

Shit, so I don't have to cut you off.

- It's finished. - Finished, dammit?

It only takes half a day to reach the trail.

Brilliant, Mr. Slade. You ever move, exactly as I would done.

Your hand gun, please.

You're crazy, I don't understand. Why you come here?

- To get you. - Now that's rude, Mr. Slade.

You're just a stupid friend of Morris.

You have no idea with whom you are dealing.

To you we are just dirty communists.

You got that right.

Is there anything you don't have your dirty hand in?

You're into running guns.

- Terrorism, selling drugs. - I do not selling drugs.

Why don't you come visit the Dutchman on quay 27?

Works for Rosen.

You would've found guns for Sandinistas guns for the Contra's

and all the drugs you could wish for.

All in the name of PFO.

You don't make a revolution with clean lows, Yankee.

It takes blood and guts.

Your government is besieging us.

It's making us do this to defenders ourselves.

Okay, Santiago. Okay.

You will have plenty of time to talk politics with Mr. Slade.

My conversation was of a more personal nature, I believe.

You make one mistake. You torture my Friend Morris.

And that's gonna cost to you.

That is not the way to talk to your host.

That shows just how sick you are.

You call yourself a host?

Do you think you're gonna hold me

like you held Morris to blackmail Rosen?

You won't succeed. That's not happening.

He's the one who's got you in this mess.

And that just shows what hypocrites you Americans are.

But we have no problem, Mr. Slade.

You will do as I want.

I will have you on your knees.

Humiliate you. It will give me great pleasure.

To demonstrate just how gullible you stupid Americans are.

I hat you all.

Bring him down below.

Come on, take down here, quickly!

Are you tired, Gringo?

Time to the rope, Tie him up.

Come on.

Come on, come on!

- What the hell are you doing? - Nobody wants to kill you.

We just want to have some fun.

When are you crying for mercy,

let's see how brave you are.

Nobody wants to hear you, baby.

See you? Take more suffering. Like you made to the others.

Fuck you!

Now just how gullible the Americans are.

We'll see who's on his knees.

This is for Morris.

Now it's payday.

Hold it!

Put the guns down.

Get guns down.

Kill him! Kill him!

This is good stuff.

shooting this one was as hazard,

yhat probably kills as much as these.

As longer both sides keep killing each other that's fine with me.

The next shipment will be here on a month.

Okay I'll be waiting, but about a girl?

She's fail. She's gotta be eliminate.

Will be a pleasure.

Well, well, well.

That's your final word?

Get lost, pig.

Have you will.

I don't hold any grudge against you.

I can have girls like you for just a few cordobas.

Does that mean you let me go?

I am letting you go.

How can I be sure that you won't tell Rosen that?

That I didn't get kill Morris.

You just have to take my word for it.

Could it be that I was wrong about you?

Hold it!

Turn around, yes. Turn around.

Now, be good.

Come here.

Freeze!

- Come here. - Damn it.

Come on, Slade. You bastard.

I know that you're here.

Come on, I told you, I say, or it's the end of your pretty muchacha.

Okay, as you wish! Here she comes!

She's all yours, you hero boy.

Hey, this is your sense of chivalry?

I forgot, she's not a Yankee girl.

Slade, come get her I don't need her anymore.

I'll give her back to you.

Here, you can have her!

- I didn't kill Morris. - I know.

They forced me.

I know who's at the bottom of it.

I'm going to take care of it.

Just rest.

Ladies and gentleman, The PFO

representing the heart of America.

and we stand up tall as the guardians of freedom,

and the enemy of communism.

You?

Wait Slade. Let me explain.

I'm sorry about Morris but he was stabbing us in the back.

He turned into a pacifist and he wanted

to hand our country over to Moscow.

Save it for the election campaign, Rosen.

Listen to me, Slade, don't forget, you're still one of us.

A veteran who spit blood and stopping the commies from humiliating us.

All those brave souls who gave their lives for the flag.

They're like my own sons.

That flag become too small for you to hide behind.

You've dipped it with our blood and soiled it with your greed.

You don't fight wars for your country.

You create them because they're good business.

How much money you make with all the wars?

How much you make on Nicaragua, at the expenses innocent people?

And if they catch, who cares?

You cite the fifth amend or say:

"I don't remember".

Be reasonable, John.

We can give you more money than you ever dreamed of.

It's not about money Rosen.

Is what I want worth very little.

It's worth less than shit.

It's you.

Two that jabs. Hits me with an overhand right.

Two more jabs. That catches me with another hand right.

Now he's got me up against the ropes.

He's got me in the ropes. Don't cry, don't rope.

Damn, I've got in your ass.

The damn right. It's been right, try the storm.

Moving the body. Moving the body.

Moving the body. Hook in the face.

Hook in the face. Now I'm tired T-bar.

I'm bloody but I know it's do or die.

So when he comes around for that last hook.

I'm tucked under rule under the rib.

Whoa! Uppercut.

Boom! Down like a cloak.

Fuck naive!

Excuse me. I want get a bus out of town, when the next one comes by?

Bad luck, pal. Next bus "manana" at five o'clock.

That's too late. Thanks.

Hey, I'll give you a ride. I can always use conversation.

- Hey, thanks. - Up in.

- Where you heading? - Wherever.

- What the fight? - I did my, first pro fight.

- Have you ever boxed? - No...

I hate violence.