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- Yeah.

- Hey buddy, give me five bucks for it, eh?

- Regular or super?

- Super.

- Hey.

As soon as you finish filling the tank, you wanna clean

the windshield?

- Yeah, sure.

- What time would you close tonight?

- We're open all night.

- I'm sure we'd enjoy your company.

- Yeah, probably.

- I'm sure you'd enjoy ours.

- Some other time maybe, huh?

- Maybe.

- That'd be five bucks, lady.

- Give us the cash.

- Come on, guys, let's get outta here.

- [Woman] Hurry up, come on!

- Come on! - Come on!

- [Man] Everybody out.

Everybody out!

- Go get that bastard.

Go back and finish him off.

- Hey, Mitchell, what the fuck's goin' on?

- I had a holdup.

- Yeah.

Well there's a dead body up the road,

you better come on down to the police station.

- Yeah, let me close up first.

- You haven't given us much to go on,

you sure you told us everything?

- Yeah.

He's got it all down.

This may not be the end of it, they may try to strike back.

- I've had it worse.

- We'll be in the lookout.

Anyway, thanks.

If anything turns up, we'll call you.

- [Dean] Okay.

- Take him home.

- Well.

I'd better get moving.

I'm sorry, honey, what did you say?

- Nothing.

I packed some extra strong coffee for you.

- Ah, thank you.

What would I do without you?

- You have to learn to make your own coffee (giggles).

- You see this bitch?

Your old man did this and he's gonna pay for it.

- Cool it, big boy, first things first.

- Make it easy on yourself, lady.

Tell us where you keep the goodies.

- Goodies?

- [Man] Jewelry, stuff like that.

Buck, search the house for anything valuable.

- Right.

- We don't have anything of value.

- Lying bitch!

- No, honest, you got to believe me.

- Shit man!

You probably put her out for hours.

- Ah, tie her up somewhere.

We'll find the stuff ourselves.

There.

- You bastard!

- Hey, man.

Ain't it about time you call that asshole?

- Chicken!

- [Dean] Hello.

- Hey, asshole, motherfucker.

Just wanna let you know our score is settled for now.

- Hello.

- Charlie.

God.

Anne, I'm here.

It's all right.

It's okay.

It's okay

It's okay.

This is an emergency.

I need an ambulance and the police.

Yeah.

3422 Pines.

Yeah.

Why the hell do you need that?

Okay, okay.

357-64-22.

That's right.

Oh, come on, man!

My son's dead, my wife's been raped!

Mitchell.

Dean Mitchell.

I told you, 3422 Pines.

I don't know.

She's got some bruises.

She's been beaten.

Okay.

Yeah, all right, thank you.

Anne?

(ominous music)

No!

If you found the girl, she can lead you to the others.

You gotta start somewhere!

- The car was stolen.

We have identified the body.

Robert Claus.

Arrested three times for possession, once for armed robbery.

Alias Milo, no convictions.

We're working on it.

We're calling in a special notch from LA.

He's gonna wanna ask you some questions.

- It's her.

- It was a hot tub, but didn't Jim make it in the hot tub?

- Let go of me!

Hey, let go!

- Yeah you robbed me!

You were with him.

Who were they?

Tell me their names.

Names.

- Specks, Channer and Buck!

- More.

- You gotta believe me that's all I know them by.

- Where can I find them? - I just met them last night.

- What is it with you?

Every time you move, somebody ends up dead.

- So?

Put those maniacs behind bars.

- Stan, this is Dean Mitchell.

- I know.

I got it all right here.

You must have been damn good.

Youngest patrol leader in the berets,

some very good commendations, lots of decorations.

Very impressive.

- What you don't have in there a couple of names.

Specks and Buck.

- Aliases don't hack it.

The kids we're after change their friends and names

faster than their underwear.

That is if they ever wear any.

I need more than that.

- [Policeman] Chander and the dead girl lead us nowhere

but we're still checking.

- You make it sound hopeless.

- It's what we call random crime.

Senseless killings and enough for the next fix.

Quite honestly we may never get a conviction.

- Guess I'll be going.

- Mitchell, watch your step.

- I always do.

- And don't forget something.

You're no longer licensed to kill.

- [Anne] Help yourself.

- I need to talk to someone about adopting

a Vietnamese orphan.

- [Anne] Please, have a seat, sir.

- I want to adopt my buddy Charlie here.

- Are you married, sir?

- No.

- But it is one of the first requirements.

- Well hey, that's no problem.

Are you married?

- No, sir.

- Then why don't we get married?

- No, seriously, mister.

- Okay I'm sorry.

I'm Mitchell.

Sergeant Dean Mitchell.

I am serious.

Look, I'll do whatever I have to.

- So you have to fill out this.

- Why don't you have dinner with me tonight?

You can help me do all this paper work.

- Well, I really shouldn't.

- Come on, don't think about it, just say yes.

Hm?

Do you remember that first day when I asked you to marry me?

- Yes.

- Well.

I'm not usually the kind of guy who asks twice.

- Yes.

- How would you like to be Charlie's mother?

- Oh, yes.

Yes.

- Give me a beer and a clean glass if you got one, Creeper.

- You slammin' or you on the shit again?

- No, I'm clean.

I need some help.

- Go to welfare, they give help.

- I'm looking for a couple of junkies.

- A couple?

I get a hundred coming here.

- You every hear of anybody named Specks and Buck?

- Don't ring no bells.

- You are the best lead man we had.

You could find anything.

Find him for me, Creeper.

Anne and Charlie are dead.

They raped Anne first.

- Dean, I didn't know.

Nice little guy.

Hell a mascot.

I don't know what to say.

- Just tell me what you know.

- Look.

This Specks, I ain't never heard of him.

But Buck, he's a real asshole.

Hangs at a place called Siesta Inn,

only a couple of blocks from here, easy deasy joint.

- Thanks, Creeper.

- [Stan] Can you identify this?

- It's Anne's.

- That's what I figured from the inscription.

The rest of this?

- Yeah.

Where did you get it?

- Damn it, Mitchell, don't play games with me.

- Hey I'm not-- - Come on!

Three junkies you have knocked off

and you don't know anything?

- No.

- Well let me tell you something, you're my prime suspect.

- You got no evidence.

- You know damn well I don't.

- Then there's no point in my wasting any more

of your time, is there?

- We're not finished yet.

- Oh yes we are.

- Were you listening?

- Yeah, what do you think?

- You know goddamn well what I think.

You know, it's too bad.

He'd make one hell of a good cop.

- Kinda early in the morning, isn't it for you, Sarge?

Want a brew?

- Cut it, Creeper, I got job for you.

- I already got a job.

Besides, I don't do no more hit and run,

no search and destroy.

And now I'm a civilian.

Now if you're talking big bucks you might get ol' Creeper

here to reup.

Are you goin' crazy man?

Lay it on me.

- I got some numbers here.

Match them with names and addresses.

- That's all?

- Hey, piece of cake.

- So why are you paying cool green for a snap job?

- I'm under surveillance.

- Hey.

Consider it going away present for Charlie and Anne.

Hey, Sarge!

I don't need this.

Sarge, take your money.

Ah, shit!

- Attic Inn.

- Is Chandler back yet?

- Hold on, I'll check.

Yes, he is.

I'll connect you.

- City Zoo.

- Hey.

Dave Smith.

- Wrong cage, man.

Yeah, that last call.

Did he specifically ask for me?

- Yes.

- Sure about that?

- [Woman In Red Shirt] Yes, he mentioned your name.

- Son of a bitch.

- He just went into the living room.

Keep your eyes open.

Looks like it's gonna be a long night.

- Please.

Please don't kill me.

God.

I'll do any fucking thing.

Please.

Please.

Sorry I'm late.

Overslept.

- Thanks, Creeper.

- Hey, Sarge.

You know where to get in touch.

Man I gotta go.

This ain't my scene.

- I've seen it before, I'll see it again.

It's not over, Mitchell, not by a long shot.

You're just one more victim.

That's all.

- [Man] In short, gentlemen, I've got the mayor breathing

down my neck.

Next is going to be the fucking governor.

- What have we got?

- We have a probable suspect and that's all.

- Well let's book him.

- We can't, we don't have any evidence.

- Then get it.

Fabricate it.

I want him put behind bars.

- You're ready to talk now?

- You got nothin' on me and you know it.

- I got you by the balls.

- All right.

All right, what do you want?

- Same thing as you.

I want the source of the heroin.

- That's in the golden triangle.

- Right.

And you have certain special abilities.

We'd like to finance you.

- I don't know.

Maybe I could salvage something out of this nightmare.

I don't wanna locate some of the guys I fought with in Nam

bring them in.

- I'll contact Kelly.

Brutus and Somsak, they'll be up to you.

- Very good.

This is more than just a job for you, isn't it?

- My oldest kid, 14 years old, OD, dead on arrival.

- About 40 in the village.

- And Sarge, about another 30 outside it.

- Okay men.

Let's take them out.

- [Man On Radio] We are in position.

- Samsok, you lead them.

- We're ready.

- Cover my ass.

- Papa!

- Papa, please help me!

Papa!

Papa, please help me!

Papa, help me.

Please.

Papa, please help me.

- Ah shit!

We've come halfway around the world and risked

our ass for him.

Ah shit!

- Kelly, don't.

Look around.

We're all victims.

Let's go.

- All right you fucking greaseballs, let's go.

We ain't got all day.

- Move out!

- Hit him with morphine.

Okay, get him out.

Kelly!

- Let's go, let's go.

- Get away from the gun.

Blow it.

- Shit!

Fuck!

- Pull it back!

- Fuck it!

- Good morning, Sir Brady.

- Good morning, Mr. Brady, what can I do for you?

- I need a patch through to Bangkok.

- You got it.

What's the frequency?

- Here.

- Operator, 275.

- Got it.

- Kelly, Brady here.

I've got an assignment for you.

It's unofficial, but you're gonna love this one.

- Fire away.

- I just put a friend of yours in a plane to Bangkok.

Dean Mitchell.

- Dean?

No kidding.

Dean Mitchell's comin' to Bangkok?

- Yeah, I told him to look you up as soon as he gets there.

- What's he, in Interpol now?

- No, I couldn't clear this one to headquarters.

It's a private matter.

- Well, anything for Dean.

- He does know you're with Interpol.

Give him all the assistance you can

without exposing your cover.

- Roger, I copy you.

What's this all about?

- Dean can fill you in when he gets there.

But whatever happens you never heard of me

and you don't know anything about Interpol.

You got that?

- Roger.

- Good.

I'll be in touch.

Over and out.

- Over and out.

You must be crazy.

Nobody can just walk in to the Golden Triangle

and then wipe out an entire drug operation.

Not the CIA, not Interpol, especially not you and me

with a couple of over the hill green berets.

- I'm going in.

- Oh man, I know how you feel.

It just can't be done.

- Are you in or out?

- I'm just sayin' it's impossible.

- Then I'll go in alone.

- Hey look.

This is me Kelly, your old buddy talking.

- Yeah.

- Hey Dean.

Dean.

Hey man.

I'd do anything in the world for you.

I owe you, but you gotta understand

the impossible is the impossible.

- Oh I understand.

- No, you don't.

- Yes, I do.

- Shit.

Hey Dean.

All right.

We'll talk to the guys.

But no promises.

- No promises.

Good to be back, Kelly.

- [Woman] Get your hands off me.

- You motherfucker!

My girl says no, that meas no.

- Brutus?

- Sarge?

Hey man, I haven't seen you for ages.

Wow.

Sarge, I'll be damned.

- Good to see you, Brutus.

- And you.

- You look good.

- Don't stand there like an asshole, come on in.

You too.

- The Golden Triangle.

It's totally insane.

It's the wildest caper I've ever heard of.

When do we start?

- As soon as we can.

- You guys are both out of your freaking gourds,

you know that, don't you?

- Weren't we always?

- What the hell am I gonna do to talk you guys out of this?

- Nothin'.

You want out?

- All right, I'll call Somsak.

The more idiots, the merrier.

- Sounds like a big get-together.

- Creeper's comin' too.

- I'd like to propose a toast for the best damn unit

I'd ever got drunk together.

- Cheers!

- Cheers.

- Hey, remember what they used to call us?

- Yeah, rat bastards.

- Okay, guys, for the rat bastards and our next mission.

- To the rat bastards.

- [Somsak] What mission?

I think I missed the briefing.

- Didn't you fill him in?

- Well I figured that since this was your baby,

I'd leave the honors up to you.

- [Somsak] Oh, for god's sake somebody tell me about it.

- I wanna wipe out the Golden Triangle.

- [Somsak] So does the rest of the world.

- I wanna find the main factory so we can blow it up.

- [Somsak] Hey, hey.

You guys can't be serious.

Where'll you get the guns and ammo,

not to mention the explosives?

What is this?

Some kind of joke?

- I wish.

- Look, I understand the way you feel.

But you're going up against private armies.

Corrupt officials on three governments.

A worldwide syndicate.

No way.

I mean, no way.

- I think he's trying to tell us something.

- You're saying no.

- Sorry fellas.

I know we've been through a lot together

but this time, count me out.

- That really does it.

- Lighten up, Brutus.

The man has the right to live his own life.

- So let him live it.

- You have to understand.

I've got a lot to lose.

My plantation, my future.

I got something that is worth living for.

Things are different now.

Any other way I can help you, just let me know.

- Hmm.

- Good luck to you.

- We need fire power.

The heavier the better but we've gotta stay mobile,

strike and move, in and out.

Portable rocket launchers, that sort of thing.

- Where are we gonna get all that stuff?

- Yeah, but with just guns we'll make it.

- We'll need a shop.

- Got it.

- No shit.

- This star is our mobile assault unit.

- Well how about this shit?

- I tried to make a business out of it after Nam.

Ladies are more profitable.

- Looks like it could use a little work.

- It'll do.

Yeah, it'll do.

- I think I got it.

- Okay, let's give it a try.

- Looks like I arrived just in time.

- Or maybe just a little too late.

- Not the warmest of receptions,

but better than none at all.

- What do you expect?

A brass band?

- Perhaps a little hospitality for the lady.

After all, she has nothing to do with this.

- You're welcome to join us.

- Thanks.

- [Kelly] He's not talking about the beer.

- To know something and to say it are two different things.

- So why don't you just say it?

- All right.

You are all my friends.

Why don't you just forget this insanity?

It will never work.

- You could help us make it work.

- Sorry.

If you're dead set on going through with it

there's nothing I can do.

- Oh yes there is.

- You can get the hell outta here.

- Lisa.

- Okay.

Let's split up.

Good luck.

- What will you have, Joe?

- I'll have a beer.

And some information.

- What gives me the honor of seeing you again?

- I'm looking for a connection.

Somebody with the real high grade stuff.

For big business.

- You got to be kidding.

- The search is over.

I've got the lead.

- Takei?

- Takei.

- Nobody talk business with me unless I want them to.

- Dean, don't, you'll get us all killed.

- Freeze!

Drop them.

- You try this again, you're all dead men.

- Man, I hate to say I told you so

but I really think we should give this one up.

- Kelly, I'm goin' in.

- You asshole.

You won't be happy till you bought the farm.

- Don't I turn you on?

- Sometimes it takes more than that.

- Of course.

I'm sorry.

- Lisa, nothing to be sorry about.

- I like you, Dean.

- Yeah, I like you.

- I'd better go.

Perhaps some time when this is over,

we could have dinner together.

- I like that, Lisa.

- You fail me!

- I tried.

But he still misses his wife.

- Then you fail me twice.

Once for not getting close to him,

and once for getting too close.

How will I know for sure what their plans are?

- Somsak, please.

I don't wanna make love tonight.

- I'll get anything I want

anytime I want it.

Remember you are my property.

- Quick!

Get out of sight.

- Stay there, you too.

Duck!

You all right?

- Get your gun.

Let's go.

- We pack in the morning.

We have to kill the source before more ventures

are made by the Triangle.

- Holy shit!

Nothing we can do for them, let's get the hell out of here.

Move it!

- Calling Triangle.

Calling Triangle.

This is security.

Flat A failed.

Await instructions.

Over.

- You are idiots!

Proceed to plan B.

I repeat , proceed to plan B.

- [Dean] This road here was washed up in the last rains,

it hasn't reopened yet.

- [Kelly] Too bad.

Would have saved us a couple of miles.

- Yeah.

That will be too far east along the river.

- We don't know that for sure.

We're still gonna have to do a sweep.

- Maybe not.

- Look, the way this swims around.

If we head north, there, that should put us

right in the middle of them.

- Right now they sure as hell know we're comin'.

- Engine seems to be okay.

- Okay, let's go.

- Creeper, I hear something.

- Yo, stop.

- [Dean] What do you got, Creeper?

- Something's cooking.

- Okay, check it.

- Just like the old days, Sarge.

Some kinda roadblock up ahead, Sarge, 25 to 30 men.

- Let's not disappoint 'em.

Kelly upstairs.

Gun's jammed?

- Nah.

- What the hell is the matter?

- These guys are just freakin' border guards.

More victims.

- Are you crazy?

They'll kill us.

- We don't know that for sure.

- Drive, Kelly.

- Got the sucker.

- Get the black one.

- Say what?

- I'm not talking, now press three and four.

- Punch that motherfucker out of the road.

- Calling Triangle.

Calling Triangle.

This is Vegicom, security.

Do you read me, over.

- Read you loud and clear.

So what's up?

- We need more men.

Plan B will definitely fail.

That armored van, it's bulletproof,

and it's armed to the teeth.

- Well then, proceed to plan C.

- Eagle to Triangle.

Eagle to Triangle, do you read me?

Over.

- Triangle to Eagle, I read you loud and clear.

What's up?

- I've sighted the van.

- Destroy it at all cost.

I repeat, destroy it, your family will pay dearly otherwise.

- Let's get the hell outta here.

- Brutus, get the fuck out.

- She's the last truck I've got.

I'm not leaving her.

Get out!

- Are you okay?

- Where's Brutus?

- In the truck.

- Well let's get him out.

Let's go.

- This is Somsak.

I'm coming.

Prepare my boat.

- Do you speak english?

- What the hell was that?

- Kelly.

Let's see what we can find out.

- Somsak.

- Please forgive me.

- What has she done?

- She tried to escape with that man.

- Throw her into the river with him.

Tiger, this is Somsak.

Tiger, this is Somsak.

Do you read me?

Over.

- Yeah, Tiger here.

- Tiger, the enemy has penetrated the perimeter.

Set up the first line of defense now.

- Roger, copy.

- Hold them back.

- You guys stay here, stop them.

- Evan, Tiger, what are you doing here?

- Those guys are unstoppable.

They're on their way here.

- They must be stopped.

- But how?

They just wiped out our best men.

- You've got to defend the factory at all costs.

Now move!

What are you doing here?

Move!

- All right, men, we all know what to do.

- If you need me, you know where you can find me.

- Thanks, Creeper.

This time it will make a difference.

Okay.

Let's take 'em out.

- Shit!

- Get out!

- Sarge.

- Oh Tiger, not you.

- It was all for nothing.

We didn't have a home to go back to.

- But why here?

Why this?

- This is what my corporal hut got me, a big fat nothin'.

That's all it got me.

- Ah shit.

- Lisa.

We're leaving now.

- Do you have to kill your friends?

- I have no friends in the world.

- Somsak.

- Sorry you made it this far.

Very sorry.

- No (gun fires)!

- Kelly!

- Hey!

What the hell was that?

- Thank God it's over.

Dean, I work with Brady.

He told me you were comin' over.

I had to put Somsak out of business for good.

- All right.

Then let's blow this place.

- Hang on, Dean, we need that stuff.

- What?

- For evidence.

- Against who?

- That's all we've got.

- I lost my family, my friends.

I came to blow it.

- 50 million dollars.

I can't let you do that, Dean.

- What, are you crazy?

- Dean, I also worked with Somsak.

Protection, exports.

Now that he's out of the way it's all mine.

Ours if you want in.

- Kelly, don't.

Look, we're all victims.

No!