All language subtitles for The.Mercenary.2019.720p.WEBRip.800MB.x264-GalaxyRG_Subtitles01.ENG

(cork popping)
(wine gurgling)

(glasses clinking)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)
(birds chirping)

(people chattering
in foreign language)

(man laughing)

(people chattering
in foreign language)

(birds chirping)

- One dot one.

- [Max] One skinny
headed south towards you.

I'm counting at 10 armed
militia, maybe more inside.

- [LeClerc] Thank you, Max,
keep your head down, mate.

(people chattering
in foreign language)

(gun firing)

- Go, go!

(men shouting)

(men groaning)
(guns firing)

(explosion booming)

(guns firing)
(men groaning)

- [Man] I'll kill you, man!

(guns firing)

- [LeClerc] Take care of
them two skinnies, Max.

We don't want them bringing
their friends to the party.

(guns firing)

- Freeze, motherfucker.

(man yelling)
(dramatic music)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(blood spurting)

(gentle music)

- (laughs) Where'd we fuckin'
find these guys, mate.

Well, good news is 12 grand
for sunshine over there, yeah.

And I believe we've got another
main target in the bush,

it's worth another seven, if
we did, which I know we did,

'cause we're fuckin' good.

Not a bad day in the office
again, Max, well done.

- [Man] Over here,
here's a lay down.

- [Man] Yeah.

- And what about them?

- We'll talk about that, mate.

Their lives like their deaths.

Not really worth
much at all, is it?

Why do you ask, Max, you're not
having doubts are you, mate?

- Just asking.

(dramatic music)

(engines puttering)

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)
(tense music)

(man gasping)
(radio chattering)

(explosion booming)
(men yelling)

(men yelling in
foreign language)

(guns firing)
(men yelling)

- [Man] Run!

(men shouting in
foreign language)

(guns firing)
(men yelling)

- See anything?

- Nothing.
- Keep scanning.

(guns firing)
(men shouting)

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)
(men yelling)

Hammaford, Wilson,
front, center, fire!

Magpie, Notch, clear
a path around back.

Go, go!

(guns firing)

(explosion booming)
(people groaning)

(both yelling)

(flesh squelching)
(man yelling)

- Mag, you gotta take
out the PKM mate,

he's all over us, you copy?

(gun popping)
(man vocalizing)

(gun clicking)

(people yelling)

- [Magpie] Come on!

(gun firing)

(Magpie yelling)

(Magpie groaning)

- Goddam, Magpie.

That was the most insane
thing I've seen in my life.

I'll take all of you.

(gun firing)
(people shouting)

- Okay, Max, got two runners
heading toward the mosque.

(dramatic music)

Hammaford, go with, go, go, go!

(man gurgling)

(explosion booming)
(men groaning)

(man vocalizing)

(gun firing)
(man groaning)

(man yelling)

(knife whooshing)
(men yelling)

(blood spurting)

(dramatic music)

(men shouting in
foreign language)

(gun firing)
(men groaning)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(guns firing)

(blows thudding)
(men yelling)

(guns firing)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(gun firing)
(men screaming)

(gun clicking)

- Fuck!

(men yelling)
(knife whooshing)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(knives clanging)
(blows thudding)

(men yelling)
(blows thudding)

(man yelling in
foreign language)

(man yelling)

(man speaking in
foreign language)

(blood spurting)

(man gurgling)

- You'll meet him soon,
soldier, you'll meet him soon.

(man groaning)

(Max gasping)
(somber music)

- Psycho motherfucker.

Get your rifle, let's go.

(light music)

I just watched you take
out 13 motherfuckers.

That first drink's on me.

You want me to kiss the booboo?

Hey!

- Don't worry about me, Max,
I was so fuckin' bummed.

- Well, today was great fellas.

Rich pickin's.

Right, good work,
Squad Leader alone,

he was worth 20,000
buck-a-roonies, right.

(people laughing)

And I'd say we've got to bid

another 70 or so grand
worth of targets.

Well done, lads.

Here, mate.

- [Wilson] All right,
guys, group shot.

Come on, I'll put
this one on Facebook.

- He's not serious with
that Facebook thing is he?

- [Notch] He's still tryin'
to find a soulmate, boss.

- Come on, mate, aren't
you done with that.

- [Wilson] All right, gather
up, quick, quick, come on.

- Find that little lens
right, you know how it goes.

- Let's go, boys.

It's on a timer.

One, two, three.

(camera clicks)

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(people speaking in
foreign language)

(tense music)

(people speaking in
foreign language)

(birds chirping)
(tense music)

(dramatic music)

(guns popping)

(people screaming)

(explosion booming)
(guns firing)

(man yelling)

(explosion booming)
(man yelling)

(guns firing)
(dramatic music)

(woman gasping)

(woman whispering)

(tense music)

(explosion booming)

(debris clattering)

(man groaning)

(woman speaking in
foreign language)

(woman whimpering)

(body thudding)

(woman whimpering)

(body thudding)

(woman groaning)

- Help me.

(woman groaning)

(Max groaning)

(woman yelping)

- Come here.

Fuck you.

(woman yelling)

Get you, fuck.

You're gonna fuckin'
love this, sh.

(dramatic music)

(clothes ripping)

(man gasping)

You fuckin'.

(boot thudding)

- Sh, sh.

You're safe now.

You're safe.

I'll get you out of here.

Sh.

- Motherfucker!
(blow thudding)

I'm gonna cut your fuckin'
head off, legionnaire.

(woman gasping)

- Look at me, Max.

Look at me, Max.

Look at me, Max, look at me.

(blood spurting)
(man groaning)

(dramatic music)

Look at you now.

(pin clicking)

(explosion booming)
(dramatic music)

(man gasping)

(birds chirping)

- [Magpie] Nice
ring, I'll take that.

- Hey, did you see me get
two men with one shot.

Bullet went right
through his head.

I tapped him too.

Two kills on the one shot.

- Yeah, we should be
selling the shit ourselves.

We'd make 10 times what
they're makin' with the feds.

- Yeah, yeah, right.

You try moving that stuff
yourselves, be my guests.

That's a more deprived
path that we're on.

Trust me on that, boys.

Pack it up, let's
move out in 20.

Has anyone seen, Max.

- No, I think I watched
him walk in this hut

before it exploded.

He's fuckin' dead.

- Wait a minute, mate.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean,
you think he's dead?

You're grenade--
- I watched him--

- Max is my friend.

- I watched him walk
in the fuckin' hut.

- Don't fuck with me.

- I watched him walk in
this hut before it exploded.

He's fuckin' dead.

- Then fuckin' look for him,
perimeter search right now.

- He's another fuckin'
grunt, who gives a fuck!

- Excuse me.

Do you have problems
taking orders, do you?

- (laughs) You need
to relax, boss.

- You need to do your job.

- I will.
- Off you go.

(tense music)
(birds chirping)

Max, do you copy?

Come on, Max.

Max, copy if you could, over.

(birds chirping)
(tense music)

- Max would never leave it.

You know that.

- What do we do, boss?

Do we stay and look for him.

- Yeah, well, we've only
got 20 minutes to settle up

and haul this cargo,
make the rendezvous.

Max knew what he signed up for.

- High pay, high risk.

- Okay, grab what
you need, let's move.

(helicopter whirring)

(tense music)

(woman vocalizing)
(dramatic music)

(Max gasping)

(footsteps shuffling)

(eerie music)

(Max groaning)

(Max moaning)

(woman vocalizing)

(Max groaning)

(woman vocalizing)

(water splashing)

(singing in foreign language)

(Max whimpering)
(eerie music)

(Max moaning)

(birds chirping)

(Max moaning)

- Your fever finally broke.

You had a very bad
blood infection

that was going to kill you.

The doctor dressed your neck
wound and gave you antibiotics.

Your feet looked
like they are sorely

in need of a pair of sandals.

You can have these
if you'd like.

Where are you going,
huh? (laughing)

You have no idea
where you are (laughs)

or where you're going.

Welcome to my parish.

I am Father Elias.

May I show you around, hm?

Come with me, please.

(birds chirping)
(dog barking)

Your feet, are you sure you
don't want the sandals, hm?

No?

(doors creaking)

(footsteps thudding)

(people chattering)

So, you take charity

without offering
anything in return, hm?

The antibiotics cost money

this church can't
afford to spare.

An honest man would want
to return the favor, huh?

I need this place swept,
you do it and we're even.

Hm?

It's not complicated.

You know it is said,
I am a benevolent man.

But I am also a
practical one, my son.

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(broom swishing)

(footsteps tapping)

I'm not the kind to take charity

from a stranger without
giving an offer.

You swept and I want to offer
you something in return.

No?

I decided sleeping under
my roof was on the house.

I want to pay you
back with a warm meal.

If you refuse, you make
me a dishonest man.

That's a terrible thing to
do to a priest. (laughs)

Come, my son.

(woman speaking in
foreign language)

(laughs) Let me see.

Mm, Esther, (speaking
in foreign language).

(woman laughing)

(woman speaking in
foreign language)

(both laughing)

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Thiago] Father Elias,
a letter from the church.

- [Elias] Ah.

- They want to know

how the Wednesday night
services are going.

- You wanted to be
in charge of that.

They'd like more attendance.

- But nobody wants to come.

- Why don't we tell everyone
we'll be giving a free dinner,

every Wednesday after
the service, huh?

Often you have to give
something to receive.

- Yes, that's a great idea.

I'll make my stew.

- Esther, perfecto.

(speaking in foreign language)

- I will do that, Father.

But are we not
looking for a flock

with a desire to
pray not just to eat?

- Get them in here and
in front of you, Father.

Then it is your job to instill
in them a desire to pray.

(gentle music)

Young priest, I'm hoping
his mind ages well,

like a good wine.

Esther serves breakfast at 7:00.

You need to eat.

I'll need my church
swept again tomorrow

and you can pay me
back for breakfast, hm.

Are you able to talk at all?

Can you write your name?

(gentle music)

Ah.

Max.

Well, God be with
you, Brother Max.

People choose to talk to
me, to unburden themselves.

They tell me everything,
the teeniest to the sublime.

When they genuinely want
to keep their secrets,

they look away from
me the way you do.

We didn't meet by chance.

There was a reason as there
is a reason for everything.

(broom swishing)

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

(Max puffing)

(gun clicking)

(Elias laughing)

I see you found Father
Benedict's hiding place.

That was his rifle.

He would hunt
feral pigs with it.

Father Thiago replaced them
when he died several years ago.

Whenever he came
home with a meal

we would share it
with our families.

Please, put it back.

(Elias sighs)

I expect to see you at
Mass this evening, hm.

(tense music)

(birds chirping)

I would like you to open
your Gospels to page eight,

Matthew, the first chapter
in the Gospel, verse 44.

"But I say to you,
love your enemies,

"bless those who curse you.

"Do good to those who hate you.

"And pray for those
who spitefully use you

"and persecute you."

We are forced with this
challenge in our town,

every day, from these men
who come down from the hills.

They kidnap people and
blackmail their families

so they'll work in the
jungles making drugs.

You ask yourself why should I
do good to those who hate me?

Because that is what
God asks us every day.

That we may show these people
that life and love exists.

And in that action we may
transform these people

to become God's
children as well.

Eat, my son.

Ah, gracias, Esther.

- Hold still.
- Wonderful, wonderful.

Wonderful, let me taste, huh.

Mm, Esther, the
soup is exquisite.

(both speaking in
foreign language)

(sighs) Someday,
with God's grace,

she will learn to make
something other than stew, hm.

Here, Father Thiago, welcome.

- I am suggesting, Father,

that he's probably
a dangerous man.

He looks like a dangerous man.

Frightening in fact.

And it's not right he
stays under our roof,

and eats at our
dining room table.

And the scar on his neck?

It's frightening people.

- Frightening, whom?

Has anyone complained.

- Well, frankly,
it's frightening me.

(birds chirping)

- Perhaps you're right.

(footsteps tapping)

Father Thiago is concerned

your appearance might
intimidate our parishioners.

So, if you wear this
robe while you are here.

You are not a priest,

and you must not let
people think you are.

But you work for the church

and I say it is all right
for you to wear this robe.

I hope you decide to stay.

Have a good night, Max.

(birds chirping)

(woman gasping)

- Excuse me, Father.

- Excuse me, hello, he is not
a priest, don't talk to him.

Hi, my child, I
am Father Thiago,

I will answer any
questions you may have.

(both speaking in
foreign language)

- [Thug] I told you
she was gonna run!

- Ah, shut up, I
know, I know, shut up!

Hey, priest, where's the girl?

- Hey, my friend
asked you a question?

Where is she?

- Where's the girl?

(dramatic music)

- I've seen this before.

It's what the Sinaloa
Cartel does to chivatos.

What were you, a snitch.

- (scoffs) That fuckin'
explains everything.

You know what, I'm
hungry and so is he.

Go get us something
to eat, snitch.

Oh, I'm sorry, priest.

(woman whimpering)

- You will be safe here.
- Gracious, padre.

- We will protect you my child.

(women speaking in
foreign language)

Aye, please come.

- Gracious, padre.

- What are you doing?

Don't feed them, are you crazy!

We have to get rid of
them, they can hurt us.

- This child is terrified.

They tried to kidnap
her but she escaped.

- [Thiago] What
are we going to do?

- I will talk to them.

(woman whimpering)

- [Thiago] He's
encouraging them to stay?

(door creaking)

- Fuckin' took long enough.

- Whoo, mm, mm.

Do you bathe.

Or does God just
smell like shit?

- Mm, I smell it.

That ain't shit.

- Oh yeah.

- It's piss.

You fuckin' stink, priest.

(thug laughing)

So does this fuckin' food.

(dramatic music)

You fuckin' with me, priest.

Fuckin' stand here and judge me.

I'll gut you like a fuckin'
pig, neck to nuts. (spits)

Clean all this shit up.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

- That was rather
anticlimactic, wasn't it?

(birds chirping)

- Good morning.

Today, we will not
read from the book.

But I would like to speak
about a member of our church.

He is someone I trust
and I would like him

to come forward so that
I may share his wisdom.

Max, (laughs) Max.

Through the use of nonviolence

you saved the life
of this young woman.

We all live under the
shadow of violence.

But you faced two of
the Silver Cartel's men

and you weren't hurt and
you didn't fight back.

And that is a lesson
for our class.

How important nonviolent
resistance is.

It is.

(engines puttering)

- Is this really appropriate?

I don't think it is.
(doors thudding)

He can barely speak.

(footsteps thudding)
(thugs laughing)

- Ola.
- Oh!

- I thought you said
she wasn't here.

- We are about to have a
lesson, may we offer you food?

- We tried that before,
didn't we, snitch.

- There's no need for violence.

I am Father Elias, I am
the priest of this parish.

I'm sure we can talk this out.

- Mm, you hide
someone from us again,

we make an example
out of you first.

- She stays.

She stays.

Today Father Elias has asked me

to talk to you
about nonviolence.

These men have weapons.

'Cause they like to bully people

and they don't have confidence.

I have no weapons.

But I have confidence.

(thug laughing)

- [Hat] All right now, you take
her, I'll take care of him.

- Don't touch her.

- Oh.

(dramatic music)

New man.

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(people screaming)

- [Hat] I'm gonna
fuck you up, priest.

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(people screaming)

(body thudding)

(man grunting)

(people whimpering)

- I'm sorry, Father.

- I understand, my son.

- Can you teach me?
- Teach me!

- I want to learn!
- Teach me!

- And me!
- I want to learn!

(ax thudding)

(birds chirping)

- [Elias] That was
very interesting
lesson in nonviolence.

- I apologize for losing
my temper, Father.

- We are all teachers
and students in life.

We all have something to learn

and we've all learned
something we can pass on.

Maybe you could
teach self-defense.

Goodness knows we need it.

- I'm better at attacking
than defending, Father.

- When I brought you
here, that first night,

you were so sick and near
death, I gave you last rites.

I didn't know your religion

or even if you believed
in a God at all.

Maybe something in
you did die that night

and something was reborn.

If you could teach others
to protect themselves,

is it not worthy?

I see so much pain.

I know it is God's will.

But, I also know God wants
us to help ourselves.

(ax thudding)

(dramatic music)

- Just shut up.

What the fuck are
you lookin' at?

- Count to fives, yeah.

Check that one too.

- Shut up!

- So, (groans).

- There were six of 'em boss.

The priests are
very well trained.

- There are only two
priests in that parish.

We know where every
man is within 60 miles.

- They surprised us.

- You think I'm a fuckin' idiot?

- Boss.

- I'm a professional
soldier, yeah?

I select and I train indigenous
forces to kill their own.

This means I have a rare insight
to reading human condition.

You understand?

- Ah, no.

- It means I know when
someone's pissin' on my leg

and telling me it's raining.

- No, fuck this.

There was only one guy, boss,
and he was not a priest.

- Yeah, well that
was fuckin', no.

What. (laughs)

- That, oh no, this is the guy.

That's the guy that
was in the church.

- Well, no, this guy right here,

he would have killed
the both of you two,

real fuckin' quick. (laughs)

Mercy must have left a
bad taste in his mouth.

- That's the guy that I went
toe to toe with, I swear.

- Oh, wow.

All right, guy, will
if a murderer was going

to look for redemption,

I guess a church might be the
right place to go to, yeah.

- Yeah, but we--
- Max?

- He's dead, boss,
we left him for dead.

- Yeah, we left, but we
didn't see him, right?

And now, we do have a problem.

Mm-hmm, all right.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Magpie, put your gun
on the table, please.

You'll be all right,
go on, right there.

(dramatic music)

Yeah.

If you can get that gun
before I can get to mine

and shoot me, well, you'll
have your respect back.

And these boys, they'll
let you live, right guys.

Go on.

- (scoffs) Boss.

- It's your own choice,
mate. (sniffing)

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

You sloppy, fuckin' lying cunt!

See that?

No exit strategy.

Right, right?

Yeah, but none other, not Max.

What is going on?

What is he up to?

Why is he in my parish?

Anyone, please help?

All right.

We have work to do.

Here.

Shoulder to that, yeah.

- Yes, boss.

- Go ahead, fuck off.

(people grunting)
(dramatic music)

(people grunting)

- So, have you done that a lot?

You know, the whole?

- Father Thiago, whoever Max
was before, he is no longer.

- Yes, of course, I
mean no disrespect.

What I mean to say is,

I may be better with books
than I am with people.

When I saw you,

I didn't see you the way Father
Elias saw you, as a person.

I made a judgment
and I was wrong.

I want to apologize.

- Max.

(tense music)

As I live and breathe,
you live and breathe too.

- I've never seen these people.

Good afternoon,
welcome to my parish.

I am Father Elias, this is
Father Thiago and this--

- And this is one
of my best men.

Oh, he's a killer, yeah.

Best shot I ever had.

Could kill a man from
half a mile away.

Has he told you how he murdered
men, women and children.

Only half of them deserved it.

Well, I'll tell ya,
out of all the places

I thought you might leave me
for, I gotta be honest, mate.

I didn't picture this.

No, no, (laughs) no, no, no.

Tropical fuckin' oil, maybe
some women, yeah sure.

Dying in the gaming pits
in Congo, yeah, sure.

Come on, mate,
you're not foolin'

with this bullshit, are ya?

And I knew you weren't
fuckin' dead, I knew it.

Yeah, getting soft, sure, maybe.

But a priest?

- I'm not a priest.

- There's some things we
can't wash clean now, can we?

- You attacked two of my men.

You know the punishment for
someone hurting one of my men?

Of course you do, you're the
one that used to carry it out.

Look, Max hurt two of my men,

which means I have
to hurt two of yours.

I'll give you a couple of
minutes to make a decision.

- As a regional
representative of the church,

I have to inform you, that
your threats are a violation

to the National Civics Charter--

- As the regional representative
of the Silver Cartel,

I'd like to formally
apologize, Father.

I didn't intend on our
first meeting ending

with me killing you.

- You're fight is
not here, LeClerc.

- Why are you fuckin' here?

There's always a reason, mate.

I know you, there's
always a fuckin' reason.

- I'm just doing what I have
to do to forget my past.

- Now wait a minute, mate.

You're not here
to see me, are ya?

- LeClerc, brother.

- Say the word, I'll
make him my next notch.

- No, no, it's all good.

All right, tell you what.

I'll let all of this slide

if Max joins me for
dinner tonight, yeah?

What do you say, mate?

Good food, good drinks,
we can sit down,

have a nice civil conversation

and maybe try to figure this
whole thing out, right, Max?

Tonight at 8:00.

Father, Father. (sighs)

Whoever the fuck you are, mate.

(dramatic music)

(snaps popping)

- What are you doing?

- I shouldn't have stayed.

- If you hadn't helped
that child they wanted,

she would be dead.

Max, you have given
the people hope here.

Do you realize that?

Please, stay.

We need you.

- If I stay, Father, all
of you are in danger.

- So what can we do?

You're a new man, maybe
you can talk to him

and not fight him.

- Good, good, good.

(dramatic music)

- Hey, gringo! (laughs)

(speaking in foreign language)

(men laughing)

- When they told me,
I didn't believe it.

Reverend Max, a
fuckin' false prophet.

Stop.

You know the drill.

You know, I've seen
you cave a man's head

in with a shovel, Max.

God has a special place
for sinners like us.

It ain't wearin' a backward
front collar. (laughs)

(dramatic music)

(door thudding)

- There's five Gs, count that.

There's another
five Gs, roll it up.

- [Hammaford] The Right
Reverend Max to see you, sir.

- Always punctual, right, Max.

Come on, have a seat, Max.

Isabel, bring me that
bottle, will ya, love.

Mm, right.

Thank you,
sweetheart, very nice.

Well, crab meat's all fresh.

Listen, I'm really showin'
what you wanted to eat, sir,

it's all your choice, mate.

- I'm not hungry.

- Now listen to that.

That's a little fuckin'
rude, don't you think?

I did invite you for
dinner, didn't I?

And all this, guy.

What am I meant to do?

Eat it all myself?

Make me look like a fuckin'
idiot, yeah, all right.

(LeClerc sighs)

Do you by chance remember
that one night, mate?

We barbecued that
javelina in Juarez?

Best fuckin' meal I've ever had.

Til this fuckin' day, the best
meal I've ever had. (laughs)

Oh, it's a good drop.

Yeah.

- What do you want from me?

- Come on, mate.

We're gettin' old, Max.

You know how it goes, mate.

Tick fuckin' tock, boom.

No more chasin' those
high-value targets.

It's a young man's game that is.

Here, I mean look at us, mate.

We get to kill with impunity.

Only one fuckin' spot and
the money's fuckin' good.

Really fuckin' good.

Come back and join
the team, mate.

- I'm sorry I hurt your men.

I'd like to
apologize about that.

- Just fuckin' go on, will ya.

I don't give a fuck about him.

Not a problem.

But the big boss, yeah, he's
askin' questions, all right.

I mean, come on, Max.

You can't just go beat the shit
out of two cartel men, mate.

What do you think, there's
no show of rules, mate.

Respect is everything, you
know that better than anyone.

Make me look fuckin' weak,

you make the cartel
look weak and so on.

Fuckin' so on.

You either join the team,

or you leave fuckin'
town, it's that simple.

- This is not who I am anymore.

I want to live a simple life.

And the people at the church,
they're not your enemies.

They don't want
to fight you guys.

I'll leave tonight and you'll
never have to see me again.

- Fuck!

What, is, fuckin', oh mate,

I don't, I don't,
for the church.

You're all for the
fuckin' church.

- Can you promise me you won't
hurt them while I'm gone?

- Yeah, all right,
fuckin' go, you're done.

Get out of here.

(dramatic music)

- I'm beggin' you, please.

- Yeah, yeah, mate, no problems.

- I can't believe
what I just saw.

The great Max,
turn into a sheep.

- [Hammaford] No, I always
knew he was a coward.

- [Notch] Let me fight
him, I'm better than he is.

- That's not the Max I knew.

We don't know where he's
going, who he's talking to.

- Yeah, well first
of all I fuckin' know

and second of all, who said
you could fuckin' sit here!

You think this fuckin'
thing's for you?

No, get out!

Get everyone, get
to fuckin' work.

We'll take care of Maxie.

(dramatic music)

- You can keep the sandals, Max.

- You can give them to the
next person who needs them.

- I don't think you should go.

We need you.

- I made a deal with
LeClerc and his men.

They won't hurt you if I go.

- Absolutely not, I won't
let you leave this way.

- This is what I am, Father.

(men shouting)

- [Thiago] Who's that?

(men shouting)

- [Max] The son of
a bitch, stay here.

(dramatic music)

(door clicking)

- There he is.
- Hey, Max.

- Don't move or I'll kill her.

You know I will, don't you, Max.

- LeClerc, you promised.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I know I did, Max.

But see, I got
thinkin', you know,

started rolling it over
and over in my head.

And I realized something, mate.

I realized I don't
need the priests,

I don't need the church and
I don't fuckin' need you.

(blow thudding)
(men yelling)

(blow thudding)

- Hit him, Wilson, hit him!

- Kill him!
- Get him up!

- Give into him.

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(men laughing)
(blows thudding)

Let's fuckin' string this
cunt right up, come on.

(men chattering)

- Dirty bastard.
- Oh, come on.

(man groaning)

- [LeClerc] Hey Max.

- You betrayed me
twice, brother.

- Yeah, well, the Lord
protect me from my friends.

My enemies I can handle, yeah.

(eerie music)

(laughing) Put him up.

Come on, put him up!

(Max groaning)

And he's up, you want to
put the first one in him.

- Oh, it would be my pleasure.
- Got one.

(men laughing)

Hold him tight!

(hammer thudding)
(Max screaming)

Give me your nail, Dix.

Give me one, give
me the next one.

(hammer thudding)
(Max screaming)

(men laughing)

Yeah, good job, boys.

All right, let's move.

Hang in there, Max.

I'm sorry, Max, I
really am, mate.

At the end of the day, it
is just business, yeah.

I'll see you around, brother.

(Max groaning)

(engine puttering)

- [Wilson] Goddam, you drive
like a fuckin' grandma.

- [LeClerc] Park it up at
the head of the church there.

- [Notch] Move it on, boys,
we don't have all night.

We've got work to do.

(men grunting)

(dramatic music)

(Max screaming)
(flesh tearing)

(body thudding)

- Go!
(guns firing)

- The fire of the
Lord is smokin',

his mystery's been unveiled.

- Hammaford, send in
the 40 millimeter late.

(Max groaning)

(explosion booming)

(man laughing)

- Man, I've been
waitin' to do that.

- Let's move!
- Go baby!

(men shouting)

(quiet triumphant music)

(Max groaning)

- Father Elias!

- Thank God, you're alive.

Can you stand?

Max, come, come.

(birds chirping)

I wasn't sure you'd wake up.

- The church, I'm sorry, Father.

- I have some more broth.

They killed Esther and
the two groundskeepers.

- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

- Father Thiago and
I escaped to here.

He went to bring
you clean clothes.

I have faith we can
rebuild the church.

Continue what we started.

- [Max] His men will
kill you, Father.

You can't go back.

- Then I will die
doing God's work.

(gentle music)
(birds chirping)

Father Thiago says raids
are happening every day

in the village now.

They are rounding
up people to kidnap

to work in the jungle
factories or just kill.

It is a reign of terror.

- 'Cause the church was
inspiring people to fight back.

- The people in the
village are victims.

They're terrified.

- I will go back now.

It's best I move at night.

- God be with you,
Father Thiago.

- Would've been better
if I'd just died, Father.

- No, Max, listen.

When God saw you try
to live peacefully,

he smiled on it for a time.

Then he visited fire and
brimstone down on us.

Maybe that's the message, huh?

You are a weapon,
Max, forged in fire.

You might be the only thing
that can stop what's happening.

Maybe you should do God's work
the best way you know how.

(quiet tense music)

(Max hissing)

(Max groaning)

(quiet tense music)
(Max grunting)

(Max yelling)

(gun clicking)

(Max sighing)

(bones creaking)

Are you sure you are fit to run?

- Have to get fit
to fight, Father.

- I wish there was a better way.

(birds chirping)

(tense music)

- [Notch] Look it here.

- Location, location, location.

- No shit!
- Welcome, my friends.

- What the fuck
are you doin' here?

This where you keep the
little boys, Father?

(man laughs)

- This is my spiritual retreat.

I come here to meditate,
to find solace.

- This place is a
fuckin' shit hole.

- God does not see it that way.

I am preparing some
soup, delicious.

- Oh, we just ate.
- I ate too.

- Don't want soup?

- Don't fuckin' move.

- Bread, huh?

Everybody likes bread.

(guns firing)

(birds squawking)

- Told you not to move.

Oh shit.

He was just going for his bread.

Looks like we're both
going to hell, brother.

Fuckin' eh.

- (sniffs) Never
did like priests.

(dramatic music)

- No, no, no!

(Max gasping)

Father.

(footsteps tapping)

(Max sobbing)

(tense music)
(birds chirping)

- [Elias] You are a weapon,
Max, forged in fire.

You might be the only thing
that can stop what's happening.

Maybe you should do God's work

the best way you know how.

(engine puttering)

(men laughing)

(people speaking in
foreign language)

(gun clicking)

(men speaking in
foreign language)

(gun firing)
(body thudding)

(men speaking in
foreign language)

(gun firing)
(men groaning)

(gun clicking)

(speaking in foreign language)

(glass crashing)

(gun clicking)

(guns firing)
(men groaning)

(body thudding)

(blows thudding)
(men groaning)

(men moaning)

(dramatic music)

(Max sighs)

(woman whimpering)

(birds chirping)

(men grunting)
(blows thudding)

(guns firing)

(blows thudding)
(men groaning)

(gun firing)

(blows thudding)
(men groaning)

(blood splashing)

- Wait a minute, just
slow down, will ya.

Eight men?

Nine, nine men?

- They were shot with high
velocity big game rounds.

Shots came from
outside and inside.

Others were killed with
blades, a machete maybe.

Accurate strikes.

It was a professional.

A very, very skilled
professional.

- Find him!

(phone thuds)

Must be Max, it doesn't
make any fuckin' sense.

- You had the chance
to kill him up close.

But you chose to
do it at a distance

because you couldn't face him.

This mistake's on you, LeClerc.

- Come on mate, you were there.

You saw his body in
the chapel, right,

I mean you were there.

We blew the fuckin' church up!

- With a guy like Max,

you actually have to cut
his fuckin' head off!

You're losin' your
touch, LeClerc.

- Yeah, well, maybe you're right
about cutting his head off.

Mm-hmm, yeah, but.

If you ever fuckin' tell me
how to run my business again,

and I'm gonna fuckin'
eviscerate you.

So help me fuckin' God.

What I say when I say
you get rich you're done,

ya fuckin' die.

Do you understand.

- Yeah. (groaning)

(man gasping)

(dramatic music)
(engine puttering)

(man singing in
foreign language)

(men speaking in
foreign language)

- Don't move.

(dramatic music)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(gun clicks)

- This is not your fight.

No need to die.

If you pick up that
pistol, I will kill you.

(gun firing)
(men groaning)

(dramatic music)

(engines puttering)

(man vocalizing)

(LeClerc sighs)

- Forget it, he's long gone.

He's not here, he's
close but he's not here.

Come on Tex, talk to me.

Did he say anything?

- They came 'cause
of the gunshots.

He was long gone by
the time they got here.

He shot these two

and he kicked the shit
out of these others.

- You didn't say
anything, right.

- No.

- You know, why would ya.

Come with me.

- Oh.

(pin clicks)

Piss!

(explosion booming)
(men groaning)

- [Hammaford] Magpie!

(dramatic music)

- Keep it together.

(gun clicking)

(gun firing)

Where is he?

(gun firing)
(men groaning)

Notch, cover fire!

Everybody else, take positions.

(tense music)

(gun firing)

(guns clicking)

(guns firing)

- Where the fuck is he?

He killed Magpie, the
motherfucker killed her.

- Yeah, I know, I tell ya what.

Anyone who kills this
piece of shit gets

an extra 100 grand
bonus tonight.

Right, we know he's
here, we know he's alone.

Let's fuckin' find him.

I have a feeling he might
even come looking for us.

- [Hammaford]
Where to now, boss.

- Back to the saloon,
let's move, now!

(speaking in foreign language)

(engine puttering)

(dramatic music)

I want 10 men out here
at all times, okay.

No one gets in there
unless I say so.

You got it?

(speaking in foreign language)
Good!

(dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

- Ted, over there.

- Had to be fuckin'
Mexico, that's right,

couldn't have been one of
you fuckin' blokes here.

Could have killed one of
you in a fuckin' heartbeat.

- 15 years on a SEAL team,
boss, we don't die so easy.

- Oh yeah, really.

- He's been lucky, boss.

But not today, today is his day.

- Today is his fuckin' day.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

That 100 grand's mine.

- Fuck your grudge and
fuck your 100 grand.

He killed Magpie.

(gun clicks)

He's mine.

- Oh, not unless
I get him first.

And this time, I will
chop his fuckin' head off

so he doesn't come
back yet again.

And I'll put it outside
on a fuckin' post.

- Good.
- Yeah, well if

he is stupid enough to come
back, we will kill him.

- All right, Wilson,
inside front door.

Hammaford, inside here.

Notch, Rodriguez,
you're with me.

Oh, you fuckin'
never die, do ya.

All right, Willie
Nelson with a gun.

Let's go, come on.

(dramatic music)

(brakes squeaking)

(man speaking in
foreign language)

- I'd like to surrender.

(man speaking in
foreign language)

- You're gonna make me a
rich man, son of a bitch.

(phone ringing)

(man sighs)

- Yeah, go on.

- [Notch] Hey boss,
they found him.

They're pullin' up
in jeep outside.

- Well, wait a
minute, who's got him?

One of ours?

- [Notch] Yeah, it's
Jose, the fat one.

- Dead or alive?
- He's alive.

- Oh you fuckin' idiots.

Stop the car and kill him,
right fuckin' now, immediately!

They're all fuckin' dead.

(engine puttering)

- From here on, I
go in on my own.

- (huffs) Shut up.

(dramatic music)
(blows thudding)

(men shouting)

(gun firing)

(blows thudding)
(men screaming)

(bones creaking)

(guns firing)

(man shouting in
foreign language)

(guns firing)

(men groaning)

(bodies thudding)

(dramatic music)

- Oh fuck me!

(explosion booming)

(debris clattering)

(body thudding)

(bright music)

(man coughing)

(dramatic music)

(Wilson groaning)

Come on, Max.

(guns firing)

(gun clicking)

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music)

(guns clattering)

(tense music)

(knife whooshing)

(men grunting)
(blows thudding)

- You think you're better
than us but you're not!

(knife ringing)
(men grunting)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(blood splashing)
(men grunting)

(blow thudding)
(body thudding)

(dramatic music)

(men grunting)

(blood splashing)

(tense music)
- Shit!

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(Max spitting)

(men grunting)
- You killed Magpie!

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(blows thudding)
(flesh squelching)

(LeClerc sniffing)

(LeClerc spitting)

- Oh, there he is.

Always punctual, yeah.

It was never about the
money for you, was it Max?

No, no, no, no, was for
the others but not for you.

You just do it because
you like it, right?

Well.

(guns firing)
(men shouting)

(men grunting)

(tense music)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

(flesh squelching)
(blood splashing)

(Notch groaning)

(body thudding)

(Notch gasping)

(footsteps tapping)

(tense music)

(LeClerc sighing)

(woman vocalizing)

(LeClerc sighing)

(dramatic music)

(men grunting)
(knives whooshing)

(blows thudding)
(men grunting)

- Come on, get up!

It was always coming
to this, wasn't it.

(knives clanging)
(men grunting)

(dramatic music)

(blow thudding)
(men grunting)

(somber music)

(LeClerc yelling)

(knives clanging)
(men grunting)

(knife whooshing)
(flesh squelching)

- This is for
Elias, motherfucker.

(flesh squelching)

(dramatic music)

(woman vocalizing)

(knife clattering)

(somber music)

(somber fluting music)

- You are leaving, aren't you?

What will you do now?

- Some good I hope.

- Father Elias might
have said something like,

whatever you do, God
will be with you.

- What would you say, Father?

- Me, I'd probably
say something like,

stop fighting and killing so
much and just live a little.

- Goodbye, Father.

(gentle music)

(gentle fluting music)

(dramatic music)

(man vocalizing)

(dramatic music)

(woman vocalizing)