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Listen, I don't want to rush you, but I haven't really got a whole lot of time.

Ooh, got to catch a plane at 4 in the morning down to Houston to cover the

boar shearings. Haven't even started packing yet. Yeah, yeah, but I think

once you've seen this, you won't want to miss that flight.

Yeah, I know. Something you smuggled out of Techstar.

If this is environmental violations, you've got the wrong reporter.

Maybe you should try Greenpeace or something.

No, it's nothing like that. It's biochemical research. I know.

I worked there up until yesterday, but I quit for ethical reasons.

Ethical reasons?

This isn't animal research, is it? I mean, you're not going to show me how

they use hamster ovaries to create just that perfect scent and perfume, are you?

It's nothing like that.

Please, give me a minute, okay?

Sure, sure.

The United States soldier.

Brave.

Strong.

Heroes ready to make the ultimate sacrifice for their country.

The United States has been there for any country that has asked for help.

And the cost?

Well, it's been high.

And with this high price, we look to the future.

With the recent cuts in defense spending, the numbers of the United

States Army will be cut in half by the year 2000.

Will the U.S. still be a world power?

We at Techstar think that this is a problem that should be dealt with not by

lobbying to Congress for more money, but by using the funds for research.

Research that will improve the smaller, more elite, computerized combat unit.

Techstar proudly presents the soldier of the 21st century.

Come on, this isn't showing me anything new. It's just a sales pitch for new

army gear.

The results are more than just physical.

It's mental.

The adrenaline derivative makes a soldier oblivious to pain, and

introducing myoglobin into the blood allows for maximum oxygen use.

The soldier will no longer have to fight the mental combat of war. You will

become the truest warrior this planet has ever seen.

So, they're just trying to get more soldier for their money.

You're missing the point.

Now, these guys weren't volunteers. Now they're messed up for life. That shit

scrambles their brains, man. Once on it, they're never the same. I need hard

proof. I can't go on the air pointing fingers around what you've shown me here

tonight. They'd laugh me out of the business. I'd be out of a career.

What more proof do you want? You don't believe me? Just investigate it. Do you

have any idea how difficult it is to get permission to go undercover, especially

with a huge concern like Techstar?

No, no.

I'm going to need a little more evidence than someone who's upset about losing

his job.

Hello, Mr. Jonathan Gage.

Once second-rate lab technician, now human rights activist for the cause.

You know, that's so very noble of you.

You know, Gage, if you had any brains at all, you'd have sold this tape to one of

our competitors.

You'd have been set for life.

Industrial espionage pays quite well.

Or you could have... You could have blackmailed us.

But you opted to give it to the press.

Now, where's the gain?

You stupid fuck.

You know, I don't think I can respect a decision like that.

Now, this is nothing personal, Gage.

Strictly business.

You see, I'm interested in making a lot of cash.

And you?

Well, you're just a stumbling block, pal.

No.

Please don't.

It really is just business.

Maybe we can hit Mexico over down here.

Pick up some Moscow, eat the worm, maybe even go into Boy's Town.

Oh, yeah, women, whores, man.

I could get into a $10 piece of ass right now.

$10? Caveman, I've never paid more than $1.50.

They must be trying you for a founder's fee. Oh, no, no, no, wait. You got it

all wrong here, Jonesy. They charge by the inch, you see. It's a dollar an

inch. Ain't that right, Sarge?

Caveman.

Didn't you learn your lesson back at the Philippines?

A man here hooked up with the skank of a nurse back at Subic Bay.

She was affectionately known as the cave for obvious reasons. Christ, not this

again. Everybody in the company took turns spelunking, and this asshole went

exploring without the proper equipment, if you know what I mean. I'm warning

you, Burke. He spent the month in and out of the clinic, thus giving birth to

the name Caveman.

Burke, you gotta make sure every fucking newbie learns that story.

Your ass is mine, Burke.

Attention, ladies and gentlemen.

Burke, get your squad rounded up and on the bus.

They've got us billeted for tonight.

I thought this was going to be a field exercise, Chief. I thought so, too.

But my briefing's not till 1800.

So until then, let's hurry up and wait.

I understand this is a private gig instead of a military project, sir.

I wouldn't doubt it. It's not the first time some lard-ass from Congress has

poured out the military to save a few bucks.

It sounds like we're involved in another pissant product test.

I'll fill you guys in when I know more.

Thank you, sir.

Well, caveman, looks like you don't have to go to Mexico to get fucked after all.

Shit.

Excuse me, Captain Fields.

Dr. Landers, I'm sorry to seem a little rushed, but my boss will be here very

soon. Have you been briefed yet?

I thought this was it.

Damn, they always do this to me.

Very briefly, Captain, we, Techstar, have contracted with you, the

government, for an infiltration task to test our new product, the Stealth

Hunter.

Stealth hunter?

The soldier of the 21st century.

We found a new way to get more bang out of the butt.

Uh-huh.

So, uh, what's our row?

Perimeter defense.

I really must go, Captain.

I still hunt.

You'll see the rest of the squad tomorrow.

Squad?

Where's the rest?

That's all that's required, Captain.

You're running an exercise between one squad and my company?

Now, we only require a platoon, Captain.

We've arranged a detail for your second and third platoons on post.

Even with one platoon?

I'll still have you outnumbered four to one.

That's correct, Captain.

But my squad is a tight surgical unit. We only require your platoon to hold a

perimeter against mine.

Still be a slaughter?

Yes, it will be, Captain.

But for whom?

Well, I can see that you're confident in your men.

Yes, I am. Now, I would like you to meet my boss and the project leader. Right

this way.

Captain, Mr. J.L. Benton.

Captain?

Hey, guy.

How about a nice hot cup of Joe?

Thanks, man.

I can use a caffeine.

Hey, look.

I'm a stealth hunter.

I'm so beat.

11 o'clock. Time for their fix.

No shit. What does it look like I'm doing?

Smartass.

Hey, is that the head honcho over there?

Well, technically, yes.

But this guy's a real brains.

I mean, he's connected to the main computer.

Without him, they couldn't even take a piss.

Hey, you're really into all this G.I. Joe shit, aren't you?

You know, I want to get transferred to a different department like genetic

research. You know, there's a girl down there.

She has the finest ass, Ivan. You mean Holly.

What? You know her?

Been seeing her two weeks.

What? What's a girl like that doing with a goober like you?

Didn't I tell you? Tell me what?

Check it out.

Oh, no.

Brand new.

Christ. Royal blue.

Oh, man. Leather interior.

GT. Don't say it. Don't say it. Trans. I'm gonna get laid. Am.

Oh, dude, your wiccans are gonna be booked up!

Yeah. Hey!

Is this normal?

Well, it happens sometimes.

They get a rush.

Yeah, well... Just in case.

Chicken shit.

Is everything all right, Sergeant?

Everything's fine, sir.

Morning, Captain Fields.

Coffee?

No, thank you.

At any rate, you gotta try one of these donuts. They are the best. I have them

flown in daily from Sanford. I'm fine.

Thank you.

Fifteen minutes ago, our men were dropped off at this point.

You mean the drop zone.

Yeah, right. The drop zone, whatever. At any rate, Zrontu calculates that they

should be at the... Excuse me.

It's Ron 2.

It's Ron 2. Are you, uh, confused?

What is Ron 2?

Is it some kind of, um, tech star big brother patrol?

Captain Fields, you have a sense of humor. You know, that's so good to know.

Now, what's Ron 2 is, is the heart, the mind, and the soul of the star player.

It takes the place of 30 minutes. Excuse me, Doctor.

As Ron 2 gets input from the hunters, it immediately decides the best solution

for any given situation.

You mean it's running by a program?

That's right. All the intelligence that's been gathered from mission is

loaded into their field units.

Maps, positions, opponent's strengths.

And if they need it, up-to-the-minute weather conditions or troop movements

can be bounced off a satellite to any predetermined downlink.

And it's running right now?

That's right.

The next communique we'll get from them will be when they've accomplished their

mission.

Don't you mean when the game is over?

Right, when the game is over.

Bring up the current weather conditions, will you?

Preferably sometime before Tuesday.

What if this computer screws up?

There's no chance.

In the event that something did happen, we'd simply override the program.

By then it might be too late Aren't you concerned about your own people?

you know, I've yet to hear any complaints out of any of them and

Something tells me I won't you see they're very obedient The dead can't

complain you might say that

Wilson

on the horn

Sorry, Captain.

No communication with men once they're in the field.

You ought to know that.

It's like an oven in here, man.

Stick a fork in me, man, because I'm done.

Turn over, man.

Jesus, I can't stand this heat.

Keep it down, okay?

Fuck it!

I'm dying of heat.

Besides, I haven't seen any judges all friggin' morning.

This is the sorriest-ass mission we've been on yet.

Put us all about in the middle of nowhere to sit around and play with

ourselves I'm tired of these stupid exercises.

I joined to see some action. You'll see some action if you don't shut up The LT

have both of our asses we lose because of failure to maintain noise discipline

Caveman, I know we get dealt a shit sandwich every once in a while, but we

get paid to eat them Yeah, well lately it's been a shit

Besides, as far as that noise discipline crap goes, those geriatric judges

couldn't hear me fart if I was sitting on their heads.

All we do is train for no goddamn reason.

How's that, caveman?

Listen up.

I'm gonna need some recon.

This maneuver started at 0900 hours, and it's... It's now 1700, and I haven't

heard one thing.

They probably forgot about us.

Well, that's why I want you boys to go on patrol.

See what you can stir up.

What are we looking for?

All we know is the aggressor consists of one squad.

One squad. That's why they only use one platoon.

Christ, what's our next exercise? Selling Girl Scout cookies?

God damn it, caveman, I'm just as pissed as you are.

This was nothing but an infiltration task for them. It should have been over

hours ago.

Frankly, I'm getting pretty tired of sitting in this heat.

Now, listen up.

You guys go on patrol for one hour.

If you don't turn anything up, then I'm going to phone in and call it quits.

What are you waiting for, a letter in the mail?

Boo!

If I ever mentioned to you that I'm going to reenlist, please, kick me in

the head.

Anything for a friend.

There's a rumor going around about you.

I mean... It's got to be...

It's got to be bullshit.

But somebody said you're hanging up your boots.

They said you're getting out.

It's a crock of shit, right?

What do you think?

I don't know.

Somebody on the third tour figured to be a lifer.

You figured wrong.

You mean you are getting out?

Shit, I don't believe it.

What are you going to do?

Oh, I have a few things lined up.

Yeah? Right.

Richard, look.

This shit's getting old.

It's not the same army I enlisted in.

It's just I expected more out of life than living in the fields through the

week and drinking beer on the weekend, that's all.

That's cool, but who's going to watch after us youngsters?

Youngsters? You calling me an old man?

See, the first thing that goes is the hearing.

Didn't even eat my cane.

I think I swallowed my chew.

The mighty perk has now been floored and it was done by the caveman.

It was a dirty shot.

Showtime.

What the fuck are you?

Richard.

Richard.

What the gutter is that?

I don't know. Who is that? Looks like...

Thank you.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Mr. Mitchell. A message from the hunters is coming in.

Cool. I'll be home for dinner.

What do you got there?

Congratulations, Dr. Landers.

Before you break out the champagne, aren't you curious to what the judges

have to say?

I'm sure the outcome will be the same, Captain.

You're grasping at straws here.

Admit it.

Text R1.

U.S. Army zip.

Just because one of your men got a little keyboard happy doesn't prove a

thing.

Do you mind if I contact Lieutenant Wilson?

Not at all.

Sergeant, get Wilson on the line.

Yes, sir.

Bravo 4-7 to Whiskey 5-Tangle. Come in. Over.

Bravo 4-7 to Whiskey 5-Tangle. Come in. Over.

Under requesting a reply, sir.

Not a good extraction point.

Captain, don't take it so seriously.

Look, I don't know if you realized or not, but the knowledge that we've

gathered on this drill here today will benefit both organizations.

Sir, I can't locate Wilson.

What do you mean?

I can't get through. The line is dead.

Cheesy government issue.

You know, it's like I've always said.

Make the military private industry and raise the quality for all concerned.

Try again, Sergeant.

Yeah, I guess we'll get a couple more bags then.

Hey, you need some help with that?

It's okay, I got it, thanks.

Oh, Glenn, anything else you want? Whatever you want, baby.

And tell those other two to hurry up.

Oh, man, that Cy is not one to take on road work. All that guy does is bid.

Oh, and Mom says hi.

You called her again?

I had to bust my butt to get her to let you come along.

If you keep calling her every time we stop, she's gonna think something's

wrong.

I think Mom already has some funny ideas about these camping trips anyway.

Man, relax.

Have you seen my fake comic books anywhere?

No, I sure haven't.

Hey, you guys, we gotta get going.

Yeah, yeah.

Don't you have any money?

No, I told you, I left my wallet in the truck.

Come on, lady. It's only six cents.

I'm sorry. You'll just have to put something back.

All right.

Here.

One, two, three, four, five,

and...

Real sorry about that.

What a great weekend this is turning out to be. God, Sarge, why did you even

bother to come anyway?

Oh, I don't know. I figured the fresh air might do me some good.

Hey, Glenn?

Yeah? The clerk just said that the bridge up the road is out. But if we

take the second left about five miles up the road, we should be able to cut

across and catch the highway again.

Well, let's get to it. We're burning daylight.

Damn. Come on.

Can you guys see anything?

Oh shit!

I hope he's not dead.

Rachel!

I don't think he's dead!

Be careful, Clint!

Holy shit!

and get to a phone.

It's better not too far from here.

It's not far.

There should be a turnoff to the right to get to it.

Wouldn't it be better to get to a town and go to the police?

Here's Dallas behind us.

The next one is... Now what?

You've got to be kidding me.

That's gotta be it.

Calm down. There should be some gas in that can back there.

Oh, man, that ain't shit.

Where's that going to get us?

It's not going to get us to the building.

Stop the car.

No, it'll get us.

We're not going anywhere until that leak is fixed.

We better stop, man.

Fucking tank is trashed. Well, man, can't it be fixed?

Watch out.

Glenn?

Glenn, here, hurry.

Great. We're a goddamn Molotov on wheels.

It'll hold.

Who the hell are you and your buddies?

We don't have time for this, kid.

Cy! Come on, Cy!

Come on! How do we know we can trust this guy?

Put the gun down, kid.

Fuck you! That guy back there was pulling himself off the road!

Shit. Guys!

What, Char?

Cy? We gotta go now.

Come on, kid.

Got the room to load, dude.

This is Charlie 5.

We still have no report on squad activity.

Any contact?

This is Brawl 47.

We'll look into the problem.

I got you.

Hmm. That's funny.

What is?

Says the computer's down.

Why would it be down?

Turned off or something.

So how do we contact him?

I don't know.

Go check for any other doors or windows and make sure they're locked.

Look, mister, I don't know who you are or what the hell those things are, but

can you please tell me what's going on?

Look, I wish I had some answers for you, but I don't. How many more of those

fuckers are there?

I got one before I hooked up with you guys, and that leaves eight.

What do they want with us?

They're probably a little pissed because you flattened one of the buddies.

I don't know.

I do know that they have two snipers and two shotguns. And God knows what else

they have in their little assault team.

And we have a few things to do if we're going to make it through this next hour.

So shut the hell up and do as I say.

Hey! Yo, Mozart!

Sorry to bother you, sir, but I really think you can see this.

How old is this?

I'm not sure, sir, but I think it just...

Hey, man, only tech star behind this point.

Yeah, understand?

What is this bullshit, Mitchell?

I want to know what the status of my men is now.

I'm sorry, sir, he slipped past us.

No, that's all right. We'll need his cooperation.

And, uh, Einstein, try not to let anyone else in, huh?

Explain this!

Quick, give me five seconds. I got it.

What the hell is this?

Unfortunately, it's one of our stealth hunters.

A bit altered.

What's going on here?

Come on, Captain.

You had to have some idea what was going on here.

What?

This.

Where are my men?

As we speak, their bodies are being brought. Bodies?

Captain, this is no time to get emotional.

Emotional?

My men are dead.

We're not in Central America or the Middle East fighting. We're in the

middle of some exercise.

I got a whole platoon of dead men because of some fucking product test,

and I'm holding you personally responsible.

This operation is finished.

Don't you dare threaten me, Fields.

You think Techstar became the leader in technological developments by luck?

Now, you're mine, pal.

You, your men, all mine.

You see, I've bought you for the night.

Now, look, nothing's foolproof.

This is just another unfortunate industrial accident.

I'm gonna see to it.

That you're screwed to the wall for manslaughter.

Come on, Captain.

The government's no different than Techstar.

We've both had to trade human lives in the interest of technological

developments from one time to another.

And no one was supposed to die here.

And we're still trying to figure out what happened.

But if you wise up, maybe we can turn this unfortunate little incident to our

favor.

Don't say what I think you're about to say.

Now, see, you are a smart fellow.

Now, in the end, Techstar is going to come out ahead.

So it's your choice.

You could either be an asset or a liability.

Stupid grunt.

You guys never can see the big picture.

How do you plan on getting away with this?

The military is going to have a few questions about how 44 of its men were

killed during a routine exercise.

Perhaps, but there are other accidents that a platoon can incur.

Now let's say, let's say a transport goes down in flames.

And all the bodies are just too burned and mangled to be distinguished one from

another.

You like that?

How about this?

A chemical explosion during routine NBC testing.

No, no, no, I know, I know.

They were all exposed to a highly contagious experimental virus.

And all the bodies had to be incinerated.

See, I like that one.

So you see, Captain, there's many ways to get away with this.

It's corporate cover-up, pal.

It's the name of the game.

The printout said there was a man left.

Do you know who it is?

Burke.

Nathan Burke.

Did you find anything in the truck we could use? Rachel's truck.

Good. Did Charlie and Cy block off the back door? Yeah, they found an old

freezer or something in the kitchen.

This is a waste of time. We should have never come here.

This is stupid.

That bird's a dipshit.

Man, he might hear you.

So?

There's mutant soldiers out there who want to blast my fucking brains out. You

think I'd give a shit about that guy?

What?

You trust this guy?

Look, man, he's kept us alive so far, and besides that, he's the only one that

seems to have a handle on things.

Oh, Christ, I don't know what I'm hearing.

be in this fucking mess. Look, Si, why don't you just quit bitching and be

productive? Oh, quit my bitching, huh?

What are you, Mr.

Fucking Cool?

Is that it, bud?

Look, Si, let's just move this thing, man. Those things could attack at any

moment.

Did you find anything?

Oh, um, just some flares.

I am starting to feel a little better.

I could probably help do something.

Hey, don't, don't worry about that.

Burke said, um, that help should be on the way soon.

Elaine, I didn't find that much that will help. What did you find?

Just two more flashlights, our sleeping bags, food, some

rope.

Oh, God, Elaine, what's happening?

Rachel, you have got to get a hold of yourself. But there's things.

I know, I know. You don't think I'm not scared?

Well, I almost feel like breaking out Si's bottle of vodka and forgetting

about the whole thing.

What good would that do?

You've got to be working yourself.

Damn it, Elaine!

I'm trying!

You've got to pull together for me to get through this, and we've got to...

Elaine, look out!

Rachel?

Rachel!

Here!

Shoot the skyline!

Rachel, you're gonna be okay.

Just listen to what I say.

Oh, man.

You're gonna need to get her to a fucking hospital.

What can I do?

We're gonna have to put a tourniquet on her.

You mean that bad for it?

You know, cause her leg to rot off?

What? Not if it's done right.

If?

Let's just bring the truck and make a run for it.

Don't talk stupid.

Burke, well, a tent pole, will that do?

Yeah. Sigh.

Do you have any more of that tequila I saw you swirling on earlier?

Yeah. It's in the truck.

Get it.

Hurry, please. It hurts. We're almost ready. Here. Hold on.

Rachel! Rachel!

She's gonna fucking bleed to death!

She just fainted, Si.

She's gonna be okay.

gonna talk how you gonna do that fucking 12 gauge enema hey

hey

you star wars looking faggot fuck

hey what the hell are you what you're going to

sleep well wake up and enjoy the fucking party

Asia fucking boo, dude.

Kid, just put your gun down.

I know you're still upset about your girl.

Upset?

I left upset a long time ago. I'm going out of my fucking mind.

Calm down.

We could have made it to another town in that truck, even with a hole in the

tank. You had to make us stop here.

You're still bitching about that?

Hey, hey, those guys were chasing you.

Maybe if we throw you outside, they'll leave us alone.

Yeah, that sounds good to me.

How about you, Glenny boy?

We gotta stick together.

Oh, no.

I say we won't. I vote yes.

I know Rachel Woodham from the looks of Charlie there. He sure as hell won't

give one big fucking hang.

Looks like you're out of here, soldier boy.

Did you ever stop to think what might happen once you open that door?

Have to toss your ass off the fucking roof!

Come on.

Let's go.

Fuck!

Let me clear you in on something, kid.

You are a fucking asshole.

See? See, I told you.

I told you he's an emotionless bastard.

He's gonna cut me.

You would just quit your crying and work with us.

We can live to see dawn.

Somebody get a rope.

We're gonna tie him up.

Great.

Hey, roger. Control, we're cleared to go down here.

Roger. Watch out for wind gusts on the northwest corner.

Roger on that. We're out of here.

Oh, man.

I'm so hungry. How long is this going to take?

No shit, man.

I could eat a two-pound, barbecued, marshmallow tuna melt fig burger, man.

Oh, cool.

You read fig comics, too?

Oh, man. Every month.

Hey, did you catch the one where fig flies jets for the Navy?

Oh, yeah. It was called Top Gut.

I didn't see your call signs were... Ham, yeah. And his buddy was eggs, man.

Cheese, ham and eggs.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, man, I could go for some ham and eggs. Oh, man.

What about the Frisbee 30 years saves the universe?

Oh, shit.

What

do

you want to dock?

Over here.

Gonna start reeking in here.

Anything else, Doc?

All I need now is a little peace and quiet.

I gotcha.

Ah, Captain.

How's that bump on your head? Still a little dazed?

My man.

What was that, Captain?

What are you doing to my man?

Well, Captain, let's put it like this.

Tech Star is always looking for a few good stealth hunters.

Calm down.

It's not like I'm going to kill you.

You sick bastard.

Fine. If that's the way you're going to act, I just have no time for it.

Peace. Peace.

You won't get out of the compound!

This

makes

sense.

This makes a whole hell of a lot of sense to me.

I mean, it takes a fucking genius to tie up the only guy with a fucking clue.

I'm getting out of here alive.

We could have made it with that.

Hey, I got an itch.

I said, yo, man, I got an itch.

I got an itch.

Right there.

Scratch it for me.

It's gonna be dawn pretty soon.

When the sun rises, someone will see us.

A plane.

Or something.

You're right.

Probably just after sunrise.

Glenn, he really loved you.

Look at me.

Glenn, look at me.

Listen, just in case something

should happen, just in case we don't make it... Don't.

Don't say that.

Oh, Glenn, I know.

But if we don't, if I don't, this front,

this front I put up, it's all bullshit.

I know.

I seem so, so uncaring.

It's not me. I just always have such a hard time telling people how I feel.

And when I get the courage, it's too late. They're gone.

You mean so much to me.

I just... I just don't tell you enough.

I just don't.

I just don't tell you that I love you.

What the hell was that?

It's the damn cavalry.

Huh?

A helicopter, bright boy.

Barb, what are you doing?

I gotta get to the roof and set off a flare while that guy's close enough.

That's ridiculous.

Why the roof? He'll get you up there.

You're talking his crazy side.

Hey!

They're almost out of ammunition.

Besides, a shot from the window may be blocked by the trees.

It's our only chance.

Yeah, he's fucking Batman.

Get me out of here!

Clear.

You kids get back in that room.

Board up that door.

Those things are trying to come back down the roof.

And that's the most secure area.

I'll wait right here for you to come back down. No!

I can take care of myself.

Besides, I don't have to worry about your kids.

If I have to, I'll make a run for it.

I did once before.

Yeah, with our help.

Get me out of here now!

Let me... What do you say, huh?

Come on, Si, we gotta get a big day on that door.

Yeah?

Come on.

Glenn.

What?

I need something first.

Yeah? Like what?

I need the fucking truck keys.

Si, you shit.

Yeah.

Where are the fucking keys? Give me the fucking keys!

Give me the fucking keys!

Last chance! All aboard, dudes! This baby's gonna blast off!

Say, you stupid bastard! You can't make it!

Rachel!

Come on!

Rachel?

Oh God.

That's all.

Little pussy.

You great fuckers.

Oh shit, we've got something.

Rachel, Rachel inside. Don't ask.

The helicopter?

Yeah, they saw it.

Looks like we found some live ones.

I think we got our little soldier boy here.

They never learn.

Wake him up.

You know, I hate to break up this little party here, but do you guys want to get

the van ready? I mean, do you think you can handle that?

So you must be Burke.

I got a hint to you, pal.

You must be one badass soldier.

I mean to knock off every one of my hunters.

And they're exactly a bunch of pussies.

Hunters?

Stealth hunters.

Soldier of the 21st century.

You tech star?

Oh, tech star.

You're right.

Well, I'm impressed.

Where's Fields at?

Captain Fields?

Well, let's just say that Captain Fields made a great personal sacrifice for the

cause.

What about us?

You gonna let us go?

Hey, don't get so excited here.

You're gonna have us killed.

You son of a... Now, hold on, Burke.

Now, I'm not gonna have anybody killed.

See, uh, you're just too valuable to me.

How's that?

Let's take her for example.

She's a survivor.

deserves to be treated like one.

Now, she's gonna help me, uh... help me figure out what went wrong last night,

help me improve the hunters.

She'll be the only witness to last night's little fiasco.

You're right about that.

She's gonna put Techstar out of business.

Now, come on here.

Now, nothing happened here last night.

Now, the way I see it, her and her little group of friends, well...

They just happened to be partying a little bit too much, and boom, toasted

teens.

The poor kids never even saw the tree they smashed into.

Bullshit! She can't be bought.

Everybody's got their price, pal.

It doesn't have to be monetary.

Hey, come on. You guys stop looking at me like that.

I know you're beginning to make me feel a little guilty here.

Now, see, this is nothing personal.

It's strictly business.

You know, as a matter of fact, I owe you for showing me that those hunters need a

little bit of improvement.

I'm sure you can understand that.

Only too well, you scum.

I'd tear your heart out if I could.

Now, Burke, now, if that's the attitude that you're gonna take, well, I'm just

not gonna stand here and be insulted.

Fuck you!

Jeez, Burke, I'm sorry.

Is your leg hurt?

I'm so clumsy today, you know?

There I go again.

Stop it! Shit, you know, I better just stand there.

You son of a bitch!

The Japanese, Burke, are heirs of people who really understand corporate

decisions. You know what I mean?

I'm making money.

Oh, what are you going to do, Bert? You going to hit me with a chair?

I don't think you get it, pal.

But I'm in charge here.

Nothing personal.

Just business.

Holy shit!

Look, soldier.

After I blow this bitch in half, I'm gonna use your ass to repulse from my

car.

One more step and I'll plant a bullet in your brain.

Drop your weapon.

If that girl gets hurt, I'll sit there.

Not even your family will be able to identify the body.

Inside or out.

Still!

I'm sending out two more!

And please make sure they don't get hurt.

Sir, textile.

Are there any more?

Relax. We've got the place surrounded.

Those two were the last of them.

That was one lovely break, Sergeant.

We've got a medic coming.

He'll be taking care of you too, Miss, uh... Elaine.

And, uh, thank you.

Well, I'm going to get a couple of stretchers.

Sir, those, uh, stealth... Stealth hunters.

They're dead. I mean, there's no more, right?

They started out with ten, and we pieced them all together.

They won't be coming back.

By the way, good job with Mitchell.

You know, I'm getting out of the army in a few weeks.

Nothing like going out in style.

So what are you going to do next?

Go on a long vacation.

Where?

Mexico.

Confirmed to the Senate Investigative Committee that then Vice President

George Bush had made the offer to the Iranians. The hostages were released

just after Reagan's election.

In our final story tonight, Taggart Air Force Base was the scene of tragedy.

we have footage taken by an amateur photographer who was a witness

the

crowd estimated 25 000 watched in 100 degree temperatures as the pilots

thrilled them with their powerful jet planes

then

at approximately 4 30 just moments before the show's finale tragedy struck

with the suddenness of the jet age itself.

While performing the complicated thread-the-needle maneuver, which

involves a single plane flying at and through a formation of opposing jets,

the pilot, Captain John Fields, lost control of his craft and crashed near

the base runway.

Captain Fields was rushed to the base hospital by Army personnel and died on

the operating table shortly thereafter.

Captain Fields was recently involved in allegations that local military

contractor, Techstar, was responsible for the deaths of 41 men under his

command during secret weapons testing.

Both Army and Techstar spokespersons confirmed that the captain had been

under extreme stress after the deaths of the soldiers.

Investigations show there had been no misconduct during this unfortunate

accident.

Techstar, meanwhile, shot to a new high of 92.25 on the American Exchange, up

six points on news it has a new contract with the Army.