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Do you know him?

- Rambo... - Rambo...

- Rambo... - Rambo...

John!

John!

Where is the man called Rambo?

John!

John Rambo!

I don't believe this.

So where did you come in from?

Washington.

- Good to see you again. - Yeah. You, too.

You want to tell me about it?

About what?

About how yesterday I see you stick fighting

in a warehouse in Bangkok.

- You saw that? - Yeah.

And today I find you working in a monastery.

They let me live here, and I help out, fixing things.

And the stick fighting?

I just do that for a little extra money.

Yeah... I saw you give it to the monks.

You see a lot.

Colonel, who are they?

They're part of the reason I'm here.

Bob.

This is Robert Griggs.

He's a field officer with our local embassy.

John Rambo.

Pleasure.

Well, you're sure not easy to find.

Why are you keepin' track?

Well, like the colonel says, good men are hard to find.

John, I'd like you to take a look at some of these photos.

I don't know how much you know about Afghanistan.

Most people can't even find it on a map.

But over two million civilians

mostly peasant farmers and their families

have been systematically slaughtered by invading Russian armies.

Every new weapon...

including chemical warfare

has been used to eliminate these people.

And they've been very successful on many levels.

I assume that you're out of touch with the current status of the war.

But after nine years of fighting

the Afghan forces are now getting shipments of Stinger missiles

and are beginning to hold their own against air strikes.

Except for one region, 50 miles over the border.

Apparently, the Soviet commander there is exceptionally brutal

as those photos indicate.

And he's managed to strangle off all aid from the outside.

So we want to...

investigate the problem firsthand.

And what that's got to do with me?

They've asked me to go in.

You're not gonna do it?

Yes. And I want you to come with me, John.

I put in my time.

What does that mean?

It means my war is over.

I thought you said he was this great soldier.

Well, Colonel...

looks like we've got a long walk down those stairs.

Don't be down on him. He's just following orders.

This mission's important, John.

Do you really think we're gonna make a difference?

If I didn't, I wouldn't be going.

- It didn't before. - That was another time.

Come with me, John.

I don't know what you think about this place, but I like it.

I like bein' here, I like workin' here.

I like belonging to something.

You do belong into something. Not this.

When are you gonna come full circle?

What are you talkin' about?

You said that your war is over.

I think the one out there is, but not the one inside you.

I know the reasons you're here, John. But it doesn't work that way.

You may try, but you can't get away from what you really are.

- And what do you think I am? - A full-blooded combat soldier.

Not anymore. I don't want it.

That's too bad, 'cause you're stuck with it.

Let me tell you a story, John.

There was a sculptor

and he found a stone, a special stone.

He dragged it home and he worked on it for months

until he finally finished.

When he was ready, he showed it to his friends

and they said he had created a great statue.

The sculptor said he hadn't created anything.

The statue was always there.

He just cleared away the small pieces.

We didn't make you this fighting machine.

We just chipped away the rough edges.

You're always going to be tearing away at yourself

until you come to terms with what you are.

Until you come full circle.

I guess I'm not ready yet.

Well, I got to move.

Promise me you'll look me up when you get Stateside, huh?

I promise.

Colonel...

I'm sorry. But it's gotta end for me sometime.

I understand.

Take cover!

Drop your weapons and remain where you are!

You cannot escape!

Drop your weapons!

You have no chance of escape!

Drop your weapons!

Now!

Rambo.

Something went wrong.

What happened?

Soviets intercepted the team, just over the border.

From what we've gathered, Trautman and the rest of his party

have been taken to the regional commandment post.

And what are you doing about it?

I can't do anything about it.

I'm sorry.

I just thought you should know.

What about me?

What about you?

Can you get me in?

You're not serious.

Oh, yeah, I'm serious.

It can't be done officially.

Make it unofficial.

If it can be done, I want you to know upfront

that if you're captured, or if any of this leaks

we'll deny any participation, or even knowledge of your existence.

I'm used to it.

We'll get back.

You want to buy?

Many guns here.

No. I'm looking for Mousa Chanin.

- What's your name? - John Rambo.

Wait here.

They sell many in Afghanistan.

Many land mines.

Land mines everywhere.

I am Mousa Chanin. What is it you want?

I was sent by Griggs.

You do not look like men Griggs sent before.

You not look like you are with military.

I'm not.

What you are? A mercenary?

No.

You're not with military, you're not mercenary? What are you?

Lost tourist?

I'm no tourist.

Sorry.

Now, do you know where the American is?

Yes. In Soviet fort.

Near the village of Khost, 30 miles over border.

Mr. Griggs sent you the supplies you asked for.

- You wish to see them now? - Yeah.

Is this what you asked for?

Yeah.

Never see these things before. What are these?

Detonators.

And this?

What is this for?

It's a blue light.

What does it do?

It turns blue.

I see.

Can you tell me how many more men come with us?

There's no rescue team. There's just me.

Just you? Come on, this is no good!

I cannot take only one man to the fort.

You need more men to help.

Griggs said you'd take me in. Take me in.

I am needed to take medical supplies.

If I not take it, many people will die.

Do you understand?

Well, I do not know who you really are

but by the way you look

I can see you have no experience in war.

Do you?

Come on, do you?

I've fired a few shots.

"A few shots"?

Come on, maybe you should go back home

and think it all over again.

For a very long time.

I did think it over.

You did?

Well, this is your choice.

But let me tell you, you cannot get this American alone.

If you fail, do not blame me.

I will accept no responsibility.

Sounds familiar.

My name is Colonel Zaysen, Regional Commander of this sector.

You realize you're the first American captured in Afghanistan?

Congratulations.

I believe you're planning to supply enemy rebel forces

with Stinger missiles, intending to destroy Soviet aircraft.

If I'm gonna be interrogated

I wanna be interrogated by your superiors.

Out here, I have no superiors.

I am in full command.

You are alone here.

Abandoned by your government.

What do you want?

Cooperation.

This sector has been under total control

for over five years.

There is little more I can do here.

It is, as you say, without challenges.

If you supply to me worthy information

about most Stinger missiles you're planning to deliver

it could provide a way out of this for us both.

After all, in the end what everyone really wants...

is peace.

The Kremlin's got a hell of a sense of humor.

Please explain.

You talk peace and disarmament to the world

and here you are, wiping out a race of people.

We are wiping out no one.

I think you're too intelligent to believe such absurd propaganda!

Now again, where are the missiles?

I don't know anything about any missiles!

Of course you do!

But you do not seem to realize I'm providing a way out for us both.

You expect sympathy?

You started this damn war, now you have to deal with it!

And we will.

It is just a matter of time before we achieve a complete victory.

You know there won't be a victory.

Every day, your war machines lose ground

to a bunch of poorly-armed, poorly-equipped freedom fighters!

The fact is that you underestimated your competition.

If you studied your history

you'd know that these people have never given up to anyone.

They'd rather die than be slaves to an invading army.

You can't defeat a people like that.

We tried. We already had our Vietnam!

Now you're gonna have yours.

So, you wish to test me? Good.

This is Afghanistan.

Alexander the Great tried to conquer this country

then Genghis Khan, then the British, now Russia.

But Afghan people fight hard, they never be defeated.

Ancient enemy make prayer about these people.

Do you wish to hear?

Very good. It says...

"May God deliver us from the venom of the cobra

teeth of the tiger, and the vengeance of the Afghans."

Understand what this means?

That you guys don't take any shit.

Yes, something like this.

We go now.

In the north, there are many caves. We will travel through them.

It'll be safer. We go.

This cave leads us to the Valley of the Five Lions.

In ancient days, the Afghan king was asked

to send 500 of his warriors into battle.

He sent only five.

His greatest five, and they won.

He said, "It's better to send five lions than 500 sheep."

- What do you think of this? - I think the king was lucky.

Lucky, eh?

- How much longer till the village? - About two hours.

Where in my sector are the missiles being delivered?

I don't know.

You're a liar.

Where?

Where?

All right... I'll tell.

I knew you were lying.

Now, where are the missiles located?

Close.

How close?

In your ass.

You've tried my patience long enough.

I tried to be civilized.

The name John Rambo...

do you know it?

No?

He says there are plans for a rescue attempt

with the help of some rebels.

He also says he knows where this man is going.

We will welcome him.

This is the last village in the valley.

About 100 men here.

There are a lot of kids here.

Yes, and they are good fighters, too.

I'll tell the leaders you want to talk.

They've never seen men look like you.

These are Mujahideen horsemen.

There are 10,000 horsemen more waiting at the border.

They are waiting to get weapons.

When they'll get it, they'll come back here to fight.

Let's go to the hospital.

He's the only doctor for 500km.

The first medicine they get in two months.

More gifts from the Soviets.

They look like toys, but they're mines.

We teach the children not to touch, some of them too late.

Who's that?

His name is Uri. He's Russian.

A deserter?

He calls himself a defector. There are many like him.

He is the one who can help the most. He knows the inside of the fort.

I think we should go now.

Mines start here

at 1m like this, then go 2m like this

and like this.

They have four towers, four guards

here... and here.

Where do they keep the prisoners?

Here.

If we get in there, is there another way out?

Underground, where is all the bad water.

I do not know words for this place.

He means sewer.

- Where is it? - Here.

Outside, it goes there. Guards patrol there.

I do not think you go this way.

Then we should go to the minefields. They'd never expect it.

This cannot be done.

In there are many Spetsnaz commandos.

We are only this.

We've lost many men.

We lose more maybe if we go there.

I don't need many men.

What is it you want to do?

I need two men to help me through the minefield

and two to help with the escape.

If this is done, Soviets will come here like before

and more people will die.

I can't wait.

You must wait for help the way we wait.

Then I'll go alone.

And you will die!

Then I die.

Wait!

Please don't go.

My name is Masoud.

You must not judge us

before you understand why we are not ready to help.

Most of the Afghan people are very strong

and we are determined not to be driven from our land.

Our children die of disease, mines, and poison gas.

And the women are raped and killed.

Last year, in the Valley of Laghman, the next valley

6,000 Afghans were killed.

Pregnant women were cut with bayonets

and their babies thrown into the fires.

This is done

so they will not have to fight the next generation of Afghans.

Yet nobody sees anything, or reads anything in the papers.

What you see here

are the Mujahideen soldiers.

Holy warriors.

To us, this war is a holy war.

And there is no true death for a Mujahideen

because we have taken our last rites

and we consider ourselves dead already.

To us, death for our land and God is an honor.

So, my friend...

what we must do is to stop this killing

of our women and children.

If getting this man free

so he can return to the free world

and tell what happens here, is necessary

then of course we will help.

Leave us now, so we may speak among ourselves

and find the best way to free this man.

Thank you.

We thank you.

Don't worry, they will decide soon.

We have to get in there tonight.

What is your name?

This boy is very hard inside.

His parents were killed last year.

His brother died in the fort where the American is.

He looks like a boy, but he fights like a man.

- What is your name? - Rambo.

- Where are you from? - Arizona.

Arizona? How much days' walk?

About two years.

Two years...

- Are you a soldier? - No more.

- I am a soldier. - Yeah?

- Are you here to fight? - No.

Are you scared?

What is this?

- It's a knife. - Can I see this?

Sure.

Very good. Can I have it?

No.

- What is this? - You want everything!

- This is for luck. - What is luck?

Luck is...

Can I have it? I need luck.

So do I.

Look what a child.

Always like this.

Look there. It's the national sport.

Old insane game, maybe 3,000 years old.

Look, they never stop playing it.

War, not war, they don't mind.

- You like it? - I'll take football.

Football? What's football? You play it with your foot?

Not really.

Come on... let's go!

- What are they saying? - They want you to try it.

It's a way to welcome you to be with them.

If you want to try, go ahead but I am not responsible for it.

- I'll try it. - Yes?

What are the rules?

Well, you have to take the sheep once around

and then thrown it in the circle.

Why?

Because there is a circle there.

- That's it? - That's it. Very simple.

Like football.

God must love crazy people.

- Why? - He makes so many of them.

Take cover, take cover!

Move, move!

Now you see how it is here.

Somewhere in a war, there's supposed to be honor.

Where is the honor here? Where?

We're taking the survivors to the border. Are you coming?

I'm going to the fort.

Have you not seen enough death?

Go. Go while you can.

This is not your war.

It is now.

So be it.

We are good friends.

God willing.

I stay. I will show you the way.

I will go too.

No, you go with them.

I will not. They killed all my family.

I want to fight!

Not with me.

You go.

Go on.

Why must you do this?

'Cause he'd do it for me.

Have you decided to talk?

No?

Very well.

Soon you will be my guest down the hall.

Come on.

- Go back! - No!

Go back!

Go on!

Stay here! Stay back.

I know this place. You need me!

I don't need you dead! Now go back. You understand?

American?

American?

Colonel...

John? How the hell did you get in here?

- Can you move? - You're damn right I can.

Let's go!

John, behind you!

Go!

John, get outta here! Get the hell outta here!

Go on.

Over here!

Come on!

Help me!

Take him!

Come on!

Give me the boy.

Go!

- Come on. - Okay.

Take the kid!

Get down!

Give me the boy!

Who is this terrorist?

What makes you so valuable to him?

This bastard tried to destroy me tonight.

But he failed!

At sunrise, I will hunt him down

and have his skin hanging on the wall!

- You don't have to hunt him. - What?

He'll find you.

Are you insane?

One man against trained commandos?

Who do you think this man is? God?

No. God would have mercy. He won't.

It's all right. There's nobody there.

All right. This will hold a while.

What's the fastest way outta here?

Northwest. There's a trail between mountains

about 3km from here. The trail is very difficult.

- Now, you take the boy and go. - I want to stay.

You can't.

You cannot go back there. We must all go to Pakistan.

No, I gotta go back.

I know he's your friend, but you can't do this!

You both will die. For what? Come with us!

Just do what I say.

Let me have your gun.

All right, let's go.

Come on.

I see you again?

Sure.

Come on. Move...

Come on.

Can you fly that thing?

Let's find out.

Let's go!

Hurry... Get on board!

Shit!

Hold on!

Over there!

There!

Hold on!

Get him!

Take my hand!

We're going down!

Hold on!

- Come on, move out. - Come on, move.

It's gonna blow.

Take what you can, John.

- Come on, move it... - Go on!

All right, come on.

- We got to get to the border. - We'll stay here.

We know where to go.

- Which direction, John? - Northeast.

God willing.

Come on.

Hold it, John.

I gotta rest a minute.

How's the wound?

You taught us to ignore the pain, didn't ya?

Is it working?

Not really.

Don't take it personally.

Thanks.

You go on ahead and see if you can find some cover.

John!

John!

That was close, John! How are you?

Well done.

We don't want to make it easy for them. We'd better split up.

I'm sorry I got you into this, John.

No, you're not.

Are you listening?

Who are you?

Your worst nightmare.

That's good timing.

What are friends for?

You get back to the hole.

I'll cover you, and see if there's any more left.

John!

Across the valley is the border.

We did it, John!

Yeah.

Wait.

What the hell is that?

The son of a bitch!

Do not try to retreat!

You cannot escape.

We will not attack if you do not run!

We do not want to hurt you.

Somehow I don't believe him.

I order you to come forward, and you will be given a fair trial.

Drop your weapons, and remain where you are.

You got any ideas?

Drop your weapons!

Surrounding them's out.

Hell of a time for humor, John.

Drop the weapons! Now!

You have no chance of escape.

Come forward! I wish to take you back alive.

This is your last warning!

The choice is yours.

What do you say, John?

F**k 'em!

If we're gonna go, I wish we would've taken that bastard with us!

What is that?

It's the rebels!

Come on!

Come on!

John, get out of there!

John!

You're sure you don't want to stay? You fight good for a tourist.

Maybe next time.

You want this back?

No. You keep it.

Can you not stay?

I've got to go.

- God willing. - God willing.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Hard to believe, John.

What's that, sir?

Well, I hate to admit it

but the truth is, I think we're getting soft.

Maybe just a little, sir.

Just a little.