Rambo: First Blood Part II Page #4

Now fire that thing!

Just let me get out of the way first.

Give that man a cigar!

Bull's eye!

- Where the hell are they?

- Up the hill about 500 yards.

Move in a little closer just like Iwa Jima.

I don't believe it! Idiots!

One more for ''Soldier of Fortune''!

What the hell do you think this is... some kind of circus?

Get the hell out of here!

Clinton, Jesus! Didn't you get the word, Clinton,

I told you people to wait until I got up here.

Well, he was shooting at us, Will!

I wasn't taking any chances.

What a mess.

We have to dig his body out of there right away.

You can't get a dozer up here,

you have to find somebody to dig him out.

- lt's your mess, Clinton! You clean it up.

- Will, come on... I gotta be back at the drug store tomorrow.

You'd better get started right away, Clinton!

Buried in a hole by a bunch of

God damned weekend warriors!

Though you said he was the best you ever trained.

However he may have ended up, there

was a time when he was very special.

'Special' my ass. He's just another drifter that broke the law.

- Vagrancy, wasn't it?

That's gonna look real great on his gravestone

in Arlington:
''Here lies John Rambo,

winner of the Congressional medal of honor.

survivor of countless incursions behind enemy lines

killed for vagrancy in Jerkwater, USA''

Don't give me any of that crap, Trautman!

You think Rambo was the only guy

who had a tough time in Vietnam.

- He killed a police officer for Christ sake!

- You're god damned lucky he didn't kill all of you.

This character! He comes waltzing in here

full of all kinds of good advice.

I wish we'd let that god damned maniac go loose...

so we could save our own asses!

Well, we saved our asses, Colonel.

And we didn't let him go loose.

The best man lost!

And he doesn't like it!

- How are you doin', Will?

- Hold my calls.

Have a seat.

Miss, can you do this again, please.

- Sure. - And for my friend...?

A shot of wild turkey.

If I was out of line before,

I just want to apologize.

None of that makes much difference now, does it?

No, I guess not.

I suppose

I just feel...

Like you were cheated out of your chance?

I wanted to kill that kid.

I wanted to kill him so bad, I could taste it.

Doesn't sit well with that badge.

It can get confusing sometimes.

In Vietnam you can bet that Rambo and I got pretty confused.

But we had orders.

When in doubt, kill.

But what the hell, you're a civilian. You can go home

to your wife, your house and flower garden.

You're under no pressure to figure all this out.

What about you colonel,

what did you figure out from all of this?

What would you have done with him if he came in?

Would you wrap your arms around him

give him a big sloppy kiss?

Or would you have blown his brains out?

I couldn't answer that until I met him face to face.

Well, there it is.

Just as well we never got a chance to find out.

Drive!

Don't look at me, look at the road.

That's how accidents happen.

What's your name?

- Cathcart, Robert A.

- What do you got in the back, Robert A.?

- M16s

OK, Robert A., get out of the truck.

- I don't got no beef with you.

- Go home!

Want to turn that up?

What's your story, Steamboat?

Looks like somebody pulled the plug too soon.

That Rambo guy? He's on the loose again.

Hey Will, it's Rambo! He's still around

- Holy f***!

- Get out there right away. Move!

What the hell's going on?

Watch yourselves!

- They're all gonna blow!

Attention, all civilians!

For your own safety

please evacuate the streets immediately.

Remain indoors until you receive further instructions. I repeat:

This is a police emergency.

Please evacuate the streets immediately.

They found Rambo's body.

lt stole a truck and blew up a gas

station on the other side of town.

The kid is resilient.

Why don't you forget what you're thinking

and clear out while you can.

- Get the f*** out of here Trautman

and take your advice with you.

When I talked to earlier,

you knew he was still alive, didn't you?

I suspected it.

Sure, that's why you stuck around.

You trained him.

You taught him how to get out of places like that cave.

But he's not going to get out of this place.

Teasle, you and all your men couldn't handle him before,

what makes you think you can handle him now?

Because God knows what damage he's prepared to do.

You're going to die, Teasle.

Everybody dies!

There's only one man in this room that has a half a chance.

That's not because I'm better than he is.

But it's because he trusts me.

See, I'm the closest thing to family that he has left,

and that may be all the edge I need.

Jesus Christ, where do you people come from?

This is my job, Trautman,

this is my town!

I'm not giving it up to you,

or to Rambo or anybody else!

You just stay the hell out of my way!

- Get a little closer!

- I can't

lt's too God damned hot!

Will, it's Lester, do you copy, over?

Come on, let's go!

Will, this is Lester, do you copy, over?

We've got some serious problems.

The highway's been cut off.

The truck's out here,

but we couldn't find the body.

I repeat, no body, lt's totally burnt out.

Preston, get those people out of here...

Move them back to the south side.

We don't know how many gas tanks

there are under the pumps...

Go ahead, go ahead!

- Go ahead you crazy son of a b*tch!

- Rambo!

Rambo, don't do it!

Listen to me, Rambo!

You have no chance.

Drop your weapon.

We're going to order a chopper in

and fly you back to Bragg.

Hold your fire!

- Yeah?

- Hold your fire!

Think about what you're doing.

The building's perimeter's covered.

No exits.

There's nearly 200 men out there and a lot of M16s!

You did everything to make this private war happen.

You've done enough damage!

This mission is over, you understand me?

This mission is over!

Look at them out there.

Look at them!

If you don't end this now,

they're going to kill you.

Is that what you want?

lt's over, Johnny. lt's over!

Nothing is over! Nothing!

You just don't turn it off!

lt wasn't my war.

You asked me, I didn't ask you!

I did everything I had to do to win,

but someone wouldn't let us win.

Then I come back to the world and I see all those

maggots at the airport protesting me, spitting.

Calling me baby killer and all that vile crap!

Who are they to protest me? Who are they?

Unless they've been me and been there and know

what the hell they're yelling about?

It was a bad time for everyone, Rambo,

it's all in the past now.

For you! For me, civilian life is nothing.

In the field, we had a code of honor.

You watch my back, I watch yours.

Back here, there's nothing!

You're the last of an elite group,

don't end it like this.

Back there I can fly a gun ship, I can drive a tank,

I was in charge of a million dollar equipment.

Back here I can't even hold a job parking cars!

Where is everybody?

I had a friend who was there for us.

There were all these guys, man.

Back there were all these f***in guys!

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