Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe Page #5

So she's, what, the mascot?

Yeah. Something like that.

Oh, uh, one more thing.

You have a new name in camp-

la barbilla.

Barbilla. What's that again?

Um, "barbarian" or something?

No. "The chin. "

The chin.

Doesn't make any sense.

They train every morning.

It's the same thing they do in the army.

I'm pretty sure in the army

they fire their guns.

Do you think that's funny?

Are you laughing at them?

No, I don't think it's funny, kid.

I think it's anything but.

But this is not an army.

They got no training. Luis there's about 100.

Don't even get me started

on the big guy there.

They need weapons,

and I know you can help them.

- I saw you back at the clinic and you made those explosives.

- They need more than weapons.

Trust me. in a real fight,

these chumps would get slaughtered.

Ah!

Hey.

Just having a conversation here.

Nothing to look at.

Everything's cool.

Look, I'm sorry about your dad, okay?

And I'm sure that your Flaming Sword

buddies are very brave.

But believe me, brave guys bleed

just like everybody else.

What do you think?

Uh, the truth?

They need more help than we do.

What does that mean? Are we stuck here?

No. I gotta figure out a way to call back

to my C.O., get him to shut Veracruz down.

We've been over this.

There isn't a phone for 200 miles from here.

Veracruz has a sat phone.

You can't go back to Veracruz.

Well, why not? Right now he thinks

I've been kidnapped by our new friends.

- I'll just go back and tell him I escaped.

- Oh, yeah.

And he's gonna be like,

"Oh, my God. It's so good to see you"...

...and hug you and shoot you in the head.

No, I doubt it. He needs me to help him

sell the story about the Flaming Sword.

Should be enough to call out.

Hey.

- What if you're wrong?

- Well, then I get shot...

...and you try your luck

with the goatherders.

Try it!

Okay, I better get going.

I wanna get to Veracruz

before he makes camp.

Before you go, I wanna ask you something.

You really gonna do this?

You really gonna go for help?

Yeah. It's like I told you.

- I'm gonna go back, make a call-

- People say a lot of things.

I just got everybody

out of the clinic safe, didn't I?

What does a guy have to do

to get some credibility around here?

I've been in hot spots all over the globe.

And when things first get rough,

everyone's a hero.

And then reality sets in

and promises are broken.

And if you let these people down...

I want you to know that I will personally

find you and kick your teeth in.

Amanda, I'm not gonna let anybody down.

I may get my ass shot off,

but... my teeth are safe.

Before we move on,

Espada Ardiente's leadership...

consisted of this man, Luis Mendez...

...of the Colombian Armed Forces.

His name was Luis.

And, yeah, that looks like him-

about a hundred years ago.

He looks good in uniform.

Did you gather any more intel

on their command structure?

They were farmers. They didn't have

command structures. They had sheep.

Why do you think I was going

to get some help?

Okay, fine.

We'll come back to that.

What happened after you left?

Well, I drove back toward Veracruz.

I knew his team's drill well enough

to find a scout or two.

Once I got to the neighborhood,

I ditched the truck...

...put on a little kidnapping makeup...

...and hoofed it until I ran into

a couple of Veracruz's scouts.

Agua. Agua.

- Vamos a Veracruz.

- Vamos. Vamos.

Oh, man.

It was horrible. They were working me

over, asking all kinds of things.

How did you escape?

I was lucky.

They only sent a couple of guys with me

to el bao and I managed to run off.

We searched for you everywhere.

When the terrorists blew up the clinic,

we feared the worst.

It wasn't the worst,

but it was still pretty damn bad.

They were setting up to give me

the car-battery treatment.

These guys are frickin' monsters.

Yes, they are. Now you see why we need

your help fighting this menace.

Hundred percent.

I say we track 'em down

and light these bastards up.

Excelente.

Good to have you back, Commander Axe.

S, seor.

We need help, okay? ASAP.

Okay, Commander, I understand.

But let me ask you this.

How the hell did this happen?

You're supposed to be there observing and

reporting, not starting some guerrilla war.

Well, I observed the sons of b*tches

trying to kill me and massacre a hospital...

- and I'm reporting it.

- Look, I'll make some calls.

But, Axe, if this is some cheap ploy

to get yourself pulled out of there-

It's not about me.

You help these people,

I will gladly let you kick my butt...

...at a time and place of your choosing,

but please, for the love of God--

I gotta go.

Axe.

The men are ready.

We should start looking for the terrorists

before they have time to move.

Yes, we should.

Time for a little payback, am I right?

At this point,

I was just trying to run out the clock.

I had to give the guys

from the Flaming Sword enough time...

to get their truck off the road

and back to their camp.

And I had to keep Veracruz's men busy

long enough for help to arrive.

Yep. Pretty sure we're going this way.

But no. That's not- That's not it.

Perfecto. Exactamente.

Hola, Seor Axe.

What is the delay?

Well, I was just talking

to your boys here.

I was telling them the camp

is pretty much up there.

See the tire tracks here?

This is the same tread

as their vehicles that they used.

Yes, I can see.

You are an excellent tracker.

You are also an excellent liar.

What the hell are you doing?

I just spoke with

Department Governor Perez.

His men intercepted your call an hour ago.

I- I'm hurt you think so little of me.

You honestly thought

I would take no precautions?

Hey. Come on.

- This is just a misunderstanding.

- No.

No, I don't think

it is a misunderstanding.

I think I understand very well.

Now...

show me where they are on the map.

Why should I? You're gonna kill me anyway.

I might.

I might not.

The question is whether

you want to die here...

or keep breathing a bit longer

and hope you prove useful enough to save.

Show me where the camp is.

If you are wrong...

I'll put a bullet in your brain...

and maybe that will help you remember.

Ah, well, come to think of it...

that-that mountain range

does look familiar.

So how does it feel to be saved

by filthy goatherders?

Well, I owe you one, kid. Let's go.

No, no, no, no. Not until you promise

not to insult them again.

Say what?

- Promise.

- Oh, for God's sake. Okay, I promise.

They're the greatest

part-time farmer army ever.

Can we go? Jesus.

Siguelo!

No. It was everything.

- So Veracruz saw through your plan?

- Oh, and it gets better.

Veracruz is looking around,

and he's close.

He's gonna find us within 24 hours tops.

O-Okay.

So what am I supposed to do? Because

I got an old house full of sick people-

There's a C. I.A outpost

about 50 miles away.

- Fifty mi- - The pilot who brought

me down here told me about it.

- I think it's our best bet.

- Fifty miles.

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