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- Tss, tss, tss, tss.

Ah.

- Tss, tss, tss, tss.

- Mm-mm.

- Hmm.

- Mm-mm.

- Mm-hmm.

- The American nation cannot,

must not,

and will not

permit the establishment

of another Communist government

in the Western hemisphere.

We, in this hemisphere,

must also use every resource at our command

to prevent the establishment...

- Move, move, move!

- Want you to drop your gun!

- Get down!

- Go!

Go, go, go!

- Let's go! - Check those bodies!

Put some lead in 'em if you need to.

One dead body in the middle.

Check for weapons.

Get 'em up against the wall.

- Get up! Get the fuck up!

- Women and children too.

Get 'em up against that wall and check for weapons.

Cruz, check that stairwell.

- Holt, how we looking over there?

- Be still.

Keep your fuckin' hands where I can see 'em.

Don't move.

Put it down, or I'll put a fuckin' hole in you!

Don't do it, sweetie. I'll kill you.

Johnson!

- Get her up there.

- Check her for sidearms.

- We're clear.

- Lock this one up.

Rest can go.

- What, uh...

- You and me negotiate.

- I'll go first.

Get the fuck out.

- Lieutenant Bryan, do we have a cooking and cleaning crew?

- Some of the boys will handle that, sir.

To sing.

Look.

- Ah.

- Beautiful woman.

- Will they handle the entertainment department too?

- I don't know about that, sir.

- Hmm.

We can use them.

- You sure, Colonel?

- Eh.

They're whores, lieutenant.

We'll be fine.

Go.

- Keys.

Uh...

- The roof is perfect. - Good.

Let's, uh, bring the radio equipment in.

We'll probably find a place for it upstairs.

- Yes, sir.

- Turn it off.

You need to find that radio signal and jam it.

Can't let these commie scumbags propagandize the population.

- Yes, sir.

- We did not come here to persuade.

We tried winning hearts and minds in Korea.

That didn't work.

We are here to use our psychological operations

to indoctrinate.

- Make them identify with us.

Show them that we want the same things that they want:

freedom.

- Yes, sir.

- Get up there.

Come on, let's go, let's go. Line 'em up.

Hey, you--hey. Grab this rifle.

- You're nice ladies. - Smile.

- Smile! Let's go!

- I said smile at the camera.

- Happy. Happy. - Today's a beautiful day.

Smile at the camera now.

- Happy. - Smile!

- Stop crying! We're not here to cry.

- All right, you have your orders.

Dismissed.

- Keep smiling. Come on.

- Sing that, baby. Go ahead, yeah.

Just like that.

- Colonel, she's ready upstairs.

- All right.

You're in charge.

You know, they claim they are for fairness

and for the little people.

But when they take over,

they murder, starve, and imprison

every son of a bitch who disagrees with them,

and they will do that to you.

They have ruined Cuba,

and your shitty little country is next.

You and I should be working together

to try to stop them.

Show her the map.

Where are the communist base camps?

I'll ask you again.

Where are the commandos?

- Come on.

Hey, guys, I got something for you.

- Give me something. Give me something here.

- Come on! Dance! Come on!

Dance, you fuckin' queer! Dance!

- Are we having fun, guys, or what?

- Aw, come on.

- Attention.

Time to go to bed. We got plenty of work tomorrow.

- Aw, come on, Lieutenant. We're just having fun.

- Fun, huh?

Fun time is over. Get the fuck out.

Chop-chop. Good night, ladies.

Good night.

- Thank you. Good night.

- You dropped this.

Clean up this mess.

- Morning, ladies.

From now on, you'll be wearing these.

- No more coffee for the colonel.

He'll be having tea.

Hurry up!

- We don't got all day.

Thompson is waiting for this room to be prepared for today.

Drop this right here. Hurry.

Go back outside. Pick up some things.

- Here is your script.

I don't know if you can read,

but it's just like we talked about.

Just be clear.

We are here to keep the peace, protect.

Good.

Go ahead.

- Five, four, three, two, one.

- From there. Speak.

Okay.

Speak.

- God damn it. Bring her upstairs.

- Yes, sir.

- Shit.

I could just kill you.

But we don't like to kill.

We like to educate.

- Nobody crosses to this side without a U.S. passport.

- Yes, sir.

- You broke your truck.

See this?

You can use this

to screw your wheel

back on your truck.

See?

This is also a knife.

And you can use it to correct someone

if they misbehave.

It's yours.

Very good.

Let's get this up to General Palmer immediately.

- Yes, sir.

- Now, we're gonna need loudspeakers

flooding the zone with our message.

How we doing on the leaflets?

- We have some options, sir. Here you go.

- Hmm.

This is good.

Keeps it simple for the people.

Get those down to the Green Beret.

We'll flood the zone with 'em.

- So beautiful.

Can't fuckin' stop looking at you.

- No.

- No.

- The fuck?

- Grab your money. Grab your fuckin' money.

Take your fuckin' $2, whore. I don't give a fuck.

Fuckin' need this sh...

- It's all right. Take a drink.

Have a sip.

It's all right.

There you go. All right.

Drink that up.

There you go.

- What are you doing?

- Let them pass.

- Tss, tss.

- Hey, you two! That's enough!

Get back inside!

- Be quick.

They cannot see us doing this.

- Mm.

- But we have approval from General Palmer

for Special Forces to attack the north side of the building

while we cut communication lines on the south side.

- Do we know where the rebels are, sir?

- Not exactly,

but we have enough men to cover this entire area.

- Roger.

- After the operation,

a team will be meeting us near this cemetery

on the east side of the building.

- Sir, we won't let you down.

- No, you won't.

Because these cocksuckers

are not like the fucking gooks.

They don't have the skills, the training, or the heart

to fight us the way they fight us in Vietnam.

But what they are is unpredictable.

So we have to go in giving them--

- What the fuck?

- Jesus! What's going on?

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- Motherfucker!

- Cruz, get him the fuck outta here.

- Come with me.

Go!

- Tell them to stop sending the fuckin' queer.

All right.

Are there any questions?

- We don't want to see the fucking faggot anymore.

Hmm?

- Hmm?

Hmm?

- Let's go.

- Ha!

- Judith.

Bring tea upstairs. Two cups.

Colonel Thompson is waiting for you.

- Yes, you.

Hurry up.

- Yes, sir. Thank you.

As I told you, this psyops needed to be conducted

parallel to a military operation.

Yep, uh, now that we have control of the media,

we'll be able to end this a lot quicker.

Yes, indeed.

Yes.

Thank you, sir.

Good night.

Join me.

Pour yourself one.

- Sit down.

- Mm. Just a little talk.

- Grab 'em. Come with me.

- Come on. Move!

- You should not be so ungrateful.

I am the one protecting you all from the outside.

What do you want?

- Hmm.

What else do you have to do?

- Cook for you.

Fuck the cooking.

Maybe you recognize this.

Hmm?

- Stop, stop, stop.

- I respond to the colonel.

He responds to the general.

They made a decision.

There's no place for you in America.

- Sorry.

- I am trying to rid your country

of these communist scumbags,

and you cunts want to help them, huh?

- We gave you whores a home and a chance,

and you fucking blew it.

And now I'm gonna stick it up all you whores' asses.

- Where do you think you're going?

So you can fuck them.

- Ah. No, no, no, no.

They are not the ones who need to understand.

Oh, ah.

You don't like to be touched.

- No.

I'll skip the foreplay.

- If you shoot me, it will be worse.

They will kill all of you.

- Bitch.

- Colonel Thompson, are you all right?

- Clean this up.

What is the status

of that radio station we hit this morning?

- Pretty fucked, sir.

It's gone.

- Well...

Caamaño is giving more weapons to the civilians,

so now we're gonna have to use all the locations

of every one of these command centers

to clean this fucking city!

- Yes, sir.

We'll have more personnel joining us soon

from the Inter-American Peace Force, sir.

They're coming in from Brazil, Nicaragua, Paraguay,

Costa Rica, and El Salvador.

- Good.

Let's wrap it up for the evening.

Just tell--tell everybody they're dismissed.

Let's get some rest.

- Yes, sir.

The girls are asking if we can let them mourn

down by the sea, sir.

- Make Cruz escort 'em.

- Yes, sir.

- Tell them to bring some more tea.

- Yes, sir.

- Go.

- Throw it.

- Throw the body now.

- What?

- I'll shoot you all if you don't throw the body now.

- Fuck you.

- Whoa!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, come on!