Missing in Action Page #2

Synopsis: Colonel James Braddock is an American officer who spent seven years in a North Vietnamese POW camp, then escaped 10 years ago. After the bloodiest war, Braddock accompanies a government investigation team that goes to Ho Chi Minh City to check out reports of Americans still held prisoner. Braddock gets the evidence then travels to Thailand, where he meets Tuck, an old Army buddy turned black market kingpin. Together, they launch a mission deep into the jungle to free the American POWs from General Trau.
Director(s): Joseph Zito
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
5.4
Rotten Tomatoes:
20%
R
Year:
1984
101 min
547 Views


the hotel without an escort.

Jim, do you hear me?

I won't be gone long.

I'm supposed to be keeping you

out of trouble.

Sh*t.

Braddock, don't.

How are you gonna

get out of here, anyway?

FIY-

Bastard.

Keep your eyes shut...

...and listen very carefully.

The answer you give me...

...will decide whether you live or die.

And I'll know if you're lying

Now, where are the American MIAs?

I don't know.

Don't do it!

There is a camp.

- Delta region.

- Where?

Dong Ha. Dong Ha.

Eight kilometers from the coast.

No, don't! Don't! Spare me!

I gave you the information. I gave it.

That's all I know. Don't...

If you move...

...I'll kill you.

I suppose he's been here

with you all night?

That's right.

How very convenient.

Yes, isn't it?

You...

You leave tomorrow...

...or you'll not leave at all.

I wish you didn't have to go.

Nothing I can do here.

Jim, why Bangkok?

I have to look up a friend.

An old army buddy.

Be careful.

Flight 320 from Ho Chi

Minh City, arriving at Gate Six.

Flight 210 to Singapore

now boarding at Gate Three.

Do you need a nice girl, sir?

It's ten dollars.

It's awfully cheap.

- Buy me a drink, handsome?

- Not tonight.

Do you speak English?

You bet.

- I'm looking for a friend.

- Isn't everybody?

He must be a good friend.

His name's Tucker. Jack Tucker.

I think... maybe I have heard of him.

- Where can I find him?

- What do you want him for?

Wrong answer.

He's probably at Madame Pearl's

whorehouse down the road.

Thanks.

Come back soon.

Taxi! Taxi!

Patpong Road.

Sam Song Hotel.

J' She sits alone waiting for suggestions

J' He's so nervous,

avoiding all the questions

J' His lips are dry...

- Where's Madame Pearl?

- She's over there.

J' If you want my body

and you think I'm sexy

J' Come on, honey, let it show

I'm looking for Jack Tucker.

Is he around?

He'll be here... in a moment.

Thanks.

How's it going, Tuck?

Braddock.

- What the hell are you doing here?

- I wanna rent your boat.

Oh, sh*t. We'd better talk later.

It's important. How much?

Five grand.

- Four grand!

- I didn't hear ya!

Two!

- Did you say one thousand?

- No.

Yeah, a thousand bucks.

That's what I thought you said.

Come on.

What the hell do you need

my boat for, anyway?

We're going back to Nam

to rescue some MIAs.

Oh, sh*t, Braddock. You're crazy.

You said "we."

You said "we're going back."

You owe me, Tuck. I need your help.

Yeah, I owe you.

More than once.

All right, you bastard.

I'll take you in.

But I'm not going ashore.

OK?

OK.

Getting in is no problem.

I've been smuggling cigarettes

and booze for years.

My new Southern Belle's one of the

fastest boats in the water around here.

There she is.

What the hell is that?

Like my daddy always said,

don't believe everything you see.

Discourages pirates.

I'll show you something back here.

They're Detroit diesels.

Turbocharged, 650 horsepower.

We can hit 21 knots if we have to.

M-16s, grenades, C-4, LAW.

You're playing for keeps.

What the hell do you need

an assault raft for?

The camp's in the delta.

A raft is the easiest way in.

How come you never mention

getting out?

If we can hit the camp without raising

an alarm, we'll go back the way we came.

- That's nice. And if not?

- We'll think of something.

Great. Look, you wanna do me a favor?

Next time I ask you something

about the mission,

you don't tell me nothing, OK?

I'd rather not know.

- There is something else.

- What?

We could use a long-range chopper

as a backup.

Now how in hell are we supposed

to manage that?

We'll think of something.

Gentlemen,

I can help you with everything,

even the M-16s, but not the raft.

Bullshit, Carlos.

We both know you got one.

Got one? Sure, I got one.

I got the only one in all Thailand.

But have you got the money?

That's the question.

Let's see the sucker first,

then we'll talk money.

There she is. Yang!

Quite a unique weapon, eh?

She can run 60 miles an hour,

and, with her mufflers on,

no one can hear you coming.

Yeah, too bad a single bullet'll

put her out of commission.

Yang.

It's Kevlar.

Very expensive.

Same material your bulletproof vests

are made out of.

It will stop anything,

short of a grenade.

How much?

Twenty thousand American dollars...

for the raft.

The rifles and ammunition...

...I throw in, free.

Five.

Don't be ridiculous.

There is nothing like her

in all of Southeast Asia.

- Seven.

- Seventeen!

Fifteen. No less.

Ten.

Deal.

So, if I get this helicopter of yours,

are you willing to pay?

I didn't figure it was free.

- OK, then. What about the marking? US?

- It doesn't matter.

Just make sure I can count on the pilot.

Look around, my friend.

In this place, you can count on

people doing anything for money.

Braddock! Hey, hop in!

Come on, we're leaving early.

Get dressed.

AW... Sh*t.

Mike, cast off!

You shouldn't have hurt

those people in Bangkok.

Fortunes of war.

Yeah.

Fortunes of war.

Well, there she is... Vietnam.

Pearl of the Orient.

If I'm not back in 12 hours,

get the hell outta here.

You're crazy, Braddock.

Maybe.

What happens if you have to fight

and navigate at the same time?

I'll figure something out.

You already have. You son of a b*tch!

Goddammit! You knew there was no way

in hell I'd let you go in there alone

once we got here, didn't you?

Let's get one thing straight!

I'm only here to operate the damn raft!

That's it. Period!

I'm not getting outta

the goddamn thing for any reason!

Give us 14 hours!

If I don't make it back,

the Belle 's yours.

Come on, Tuck.

No. You promised me

I wouldn't have to get off the raft.

What do we need that for, anyway?

We're coming back on the raft.

If we're lucky. If not, I don't think

our guys are gonna be in much condition

to swim out to the boat.

Tuck.

Aah!

Aah!

Sorry. Won't happen again.

- Do we run or fight?

- We don't have a choice now.

The camp is about one klick

north of here.

I'll go the rest of the way on foot.

Thanks for coming this far.

- Did I have a choice?

- Yeah, you did.

Watch your ass!

Sergeant Dinh, Black Panther Rangers.

- You are after the Americans?

- Yeah. Where are they?

They moved less than three hours ago,

somewhere further inland.

Do you know which road they took?

There is only one road

that connects with Highway One.

It follows the river all the way.

- You are going after them?

- Yeah.

Thank you. Thank you.

Tuck!

- Tuck!

- Braddock?

- Where's our people?

- They've been moved.

- Sh*t!

- Let's go!

There it is!

Aah!

Braddock?

Is it safe?

Holy Christ.

You guys are going home.

We're going home?

Damn right!

Give me your hand.

We're going home!

Come on!

Get to the Jeep!

Get in! Come on!

Get in!

OK, Braddock!

- How far to the coast?

- About six klicks.

Pray the boat's still there.

Take 'em to the river! I'll catch up.

Out you 90-

Keep it goin'!

Keep it goin'!

Two klicks to the coast.

Can you make it?

We'll make it.

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