Burn Notice: The Fall of Sam Axe Page #6

Are you on drugs?

Do they do testing for soldiers?

Because we can't get

all of these people 50 yards-

I understand that.

Kid, can I talk to you for a second?

What?

I wanna ask you something.

How did you end up with these guys...

speaking English like you do?

- What do you care?

- Well, because we're in a tough spot...

and I'd like to know who I'm dealing with.

My father was a journalist...

for El Espectador in Bogot.

He was in this area,

reporting the situation of the farmers.

That's what got him shot?

Yes.

I knew Luis from the interviews

my father did.

I didn't know where else to go after-

after my father died.

So Luis brought me to the camp

and he let me stay.

I'm glad he did.

I need your help.

I gotta put this little army together.

But there's a problem.

Those guys hate me...

and I speak Spanish like a third grader.

But they like you,

and you speak English like a champ.

So... por favor?

Talk to them.

And if I like what you have to say,

I'll translate.

Esteemed gentlemen

of the Flaming Sword-

It's not Flaming Sword!

Oh, God. Forget it. Just talk. Just talk.

I know we didn't get off to a great start.

I made some mistakes.

You made some mistakes.

Then there was

the whole goatherd business.

It's not like it didn't happen.

But that's behind us.

I'm a soldier.

And I've got all the training

and a fistful of combat ribbons.

- We-

- But today- What?

- We get it.

- Stick with me.

- Okay.

- But today...

I damn near got my brains blown out.

And the only reason

why I'm still breathing is because of you.

And that made me realize something.

If we're gonna save ourselves...

and give Veracruz the ass-whipping

he so richly deserves-

Was that what I said?

The point is that we need

to do it together.

So I'm standing here before you today...

to ask for your help.

Now, I've got a plan...

but it is not gonna fly without you.

So I need to know right now...

are you with me?

Espada Ardiente.

Espada Ardiente!

Okay, now, let's get training,

'cause, man, we gotta get organized.

Walt. Stop.

You're saying that you were training

the terrorist group.

Did you train them? Yes or no.

Did you work with this man, Luis Mendez?

- Yeah, Luis was one of the guys. He was-

- He was their leader.

He was a senior operative

in the Colombian military in the 1980s...

until he disappeared,

presumably to start this group.

And now you're giving this man

military secrets and training.

All I can say, sir,

is the only secrets I gave away...

were the secrets of the Analee High School

J.V. football squad.

Okay, guys, listen up and listen good.

These are the plans for battle.

This first one here

is called the nickel defense.

...nickel defense.

If things get rough...

the scouts fall back.

This next one is called the dime defense.

...dime defense.

- Notice there's only three scouts.

- ... scouts.

We only have three

If things are dangerous.

That way only three scouts

have to fall back.

- Again?

- Yeah.

This last one is called

the prevent defense.

...prevent defense.

- Why is that?

- Por qu?

They've all fallen back.

What the hell's their problem?

All of these plans are for retreating.

- The men want to know what's the plan for attack.

- They don't need to know that.

We're just trying

to keep them in the game. Mondo.

You're killing me.

Okay, I have a plan for attack.

It's called the zone blitz.

...zone blitz.

- Zone blitz.

- And it's all about disguise.

Let me hear you say it.

All together. Zone blitz!

Zone blitz. Zone blitz.

Now let's just hope to God

you never have to say those words again.

Next day we moved out

with the patients in one truck...

and the Flaming Sword guys

packed in the others.

It was only 50 miles,

but when the whole country's a mountain...

miles are kind of like dog years-

every one is more like seven.

And, of course, there's the worst part

of driving to a C.I.A. outpost-

It's not going to be on the map.

Quick update. I didn't run away.

- I went to get help just like I said.

- Yes.

- And you almost got yourself killed.

- That should count double then.

Why would it count double?

It only counts double

if you actually come back with some help.

If you nearly die a senseless death,

that counts as half.

- Okay, half. Thank you.

- You're welcome.

So tell me something.

Do-gooder. Food aid worker.

I mean, why so cynical?

If you're asking that, you probably haven't

spent a whole lot of time around aid workers.

Okay.

Well, you get into this...

because you wanna make the world

a better place...

and it turns out that there's a lot of people

who wanna make it a worse place...

and we're outnumbered by a lot.

By soldiers, you mean?

Not just soldiers.

But usually when there are

people going hungry...

there's some guy with a gun

making it happen.

Speaking of hunger,

you haven't been eating. Why is that?

These guys need it more than me,

believe me.

I figure it this way-

if we make it, I get a head start

on the 10 pounds I wanna lose...

and if we don't,

well, dead guys don't get hungry.

You're not like the other soldiers

I've met, Commander Axe.

- I'll give you that.

- Call me Sam.

Sam it is.

I know that you want me to kiss you

right now, and I would love to.

- What?

- It's a bad time.

- No, no, no.

- Any other time, I'd be all over it.

- Serious.

- Oh. No comprende.

I was just making conversation here.

That's what that was.

Yeah, just drive.

For the record, she wanted me to kiss her.

So anyway, we keep going.

So as we're getting to the main roads

out of the mountains...

I'm getting an itchy feeling-

an itchy feeling

that just keeps getting worse.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

- Hey.

- Uh, okay, this is not good.

No, no. This is just rain.

It doesn't take much to start a rock slide.

You always see fallen rocks

and trees in the road.

Well, I don't see a lot of trees or rocks.

- Oscar!

I just see this tree here right in the middle

of a hard-to-defend position.

- A hard-to-defend-

- Yeah.

- What do you propose we do?

- Back those trucks up and proceed with caution.

- Oscar can clear it.

- Hold on a second.

I don't think that thing fell by itself.

The sooner we cut the tree,

the sooner we can go.

It's fine. It's fine.

So while they're

clearing this tree from the road...

I'm getting a real bad feeling-

one of those too-quiet-I-don't-

like-thls-place-somethlng-welrd- Is-going-on feelings.

You, uh- You might wanna stay here.

I know, of course, that there's a fine line

between caution and paranoia.

People tell you about

gut feelings all the time...

but if you follow every gut feeling,

you never get anything done.

Still, sometimes something

feels funny for a reason.

They know we're here.

- What?

- They know we're here!

Prevent defense!

Luis!

- Help me with something.

- Where you going?

Those guys are just scouts.

They're trying to keep us here

until reinforcements show up.

So we gotta block that switchback

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