Rambo III

John!

John Rambo!

I don't believe this!

- So where you're coming from?

- Washington.

- Good to see you again!

- Yeah, you too.

Do you want to tell me about it?

About what?

About yesterday, I've seen you stick

fighting in a warehouse in Bangkok.

- You saw that?

- Yeah.

And today I find you,

working in a monastery.

They let me live here and

I help out, fixing things.

And the stick fighting?

I just do that for their lack of money.

Yeah...I saw you give it to the monks.

You see a lot.

Colonel, who are they?

They're part of the reason I'm here.

This is Robert Griggs, he's a

field officer of our local embassy.

John Rambo.

Pleasure.

Well, you're sure not easy to find!

Why are you keepin' track?

Well, like the Colonel says,

good men are hard to find!

John, I'd like you to take a

look at some of these photos.

I don't know how much you

know about Afghanistan.

Most people can't even find it on a map!

But over two million civilians,

mostly peasants

farmers and their families,

have been systematically

slaughtered by invading Russian armies.

Every new weapon,

including chemical warfare, has

been used to eliminate these people.

And they've been very

successful, at many levels.

I assume that you're out of touch

with the current states of the war.

But after nine years of fighting,

the Afghan Forces are now

getting their Stinger missiles,

and are now beginning to hold

their own against the Air-Strikes.

Except for one region,

Apparently, the Soviet Commander

there is exceptionally brutal,

as those photos indicate.

And he's managed to string

allow all aid from the outside.

So we want to...

investigate the problem firsthand.

And what that's got to do with me?

They've asked me to go in.

You're not gonna do it?

Yes. And I want you to

come with me, John.

I put in my time.

What does that mean?

It means my war is over.

I thought you said he

was this great soldier.

Well, Colonel...

that's like we've got a

long walk down those stairs.

Don't be tough on him,

he's just following orders.

This mission's important, John.

Do you really think we

can make a difference?

If I didn't, I wouldn't be going.

- It didn't before.

- That was another time.

Come with me, John.

I don't know what you think

about this place, but I like it.

I like bein' here, I like workin'

here. I like belong into something.

You DO belong into something. Not this.

When you're gonna come full circle?

What are you talkin' about?

You said that your war is over.

I think the one out there is,

but not the one inside you.

I know the reasons you're here, John.

But it doesn't work that way.

You may try, but you can't get

away from what you really are.

And what is it I am?

A full-blooded combat soldier.

Not any more. I dont want it.

That's too bad, 'cause

you're stuck with it.

Let me tell you a story, John.

There was a sculptor and he

found a stone, a special stone.

He dragged it home and he

worked on it for months,

until he finally finished.

When he was ready, he

showed it to his friends,

and they said he had

created a great statue.

The sculptor said he

hadn't created anything.

The statue was always there.

He just cleared away to small pieces.

We didn't make you

this fighting machine.

We just shifted away the rough edges.

Your own is gonna be

tearing away with yourself,

until you come to terms

with what you are!

Until you come full circle.

I guess I'm not ready yet.

Well, I got to move.

Promise me you'll look me

when you're next in the States.

I promise.

Colonel!

I'm sorry. But it's gotta

end for me sometime.

I understand.

Take cover!

Drop your weapons and

remain where you are!

You cannot escape!

Drop your weapons!

You have no chance of escape!

Drop your weapons!

Now!

Rambo!

Something went wrong.

What happened?

Soviets intercepted the

team, just over the border.

Among we've gathered,

Trautman and the rest of his party

have been taken to the

regional commandment post.

And what are you doing about it?

I can't do anything about it.

I'm sorry.

I just thought you should know.

What about me?

About you?

Can you get me in?

You're not serious.

Oh yeah, I'm serious.

It can't be done officially.

Make it unofficial.

If it can be done, I want you to

know upfront of your capture,

or any of this leaks,

we'll deny any participation, or

even knowledge of your existence.

I'm used to it.

We'll get back.

You want to buy? Many guns here!

No. I'm looking for Mousa Chanin.

- What's your name?

- John Rambo.

Wait here.

They sell many in Afghanistan.

Many landmines.

Landmines everywhere.

I am Mousa Chanin.

What is it you want?

I was sent by Griggs.

You do not look like

men Griggs sent before.

You not look like you are with military.

I'm not.

What you are? A mercenary?

No.

You're not a military, you're

not a mercenary, what are you?

Lost tourist?

I'm not a tourist.

Sorry.

Do you know where the American is?

Yes. In a Soviet fort.

Near the village of Khost,

Mr. Griggs sent you the

supplies you asked for.

You wish to see them now?

Yeah.

Is this what you asked for?

Yeah.

Never seen these things

before. What are these?

- Detonators.

- And this?

What is this for?

It's blue light.

What does it do?

It turns blue.

I see.

Can you tell me how many

more men come with us?

There's no rescue team. There's just me.

Just you? Come on, this is no good!

I can not take only one man to the fort.

You need more men to help.

Griggs said you'd take

me there. Take me there!

I am meant to take medical supplies,

if I not take it, many people will die.

Do you understand?

Well, I do not know who you really are,

but by the way you look, I can see

you have no experience in war. Do you?

Come on, do you?

I've fired a few shots.

A few shots?

Come on, maybe you should go back home,

and think it all over again.

For a very long time.

I did think it over.

You did?

Well, this is your choice.

But let me tell you, you can

not get this American alone.

If you fail, do not blame me.

I will accept no responsibility.

Sounds familiar.

My name is Colonel Zaysen,

Regional Commander of this sector.

You're here as the first

American captured in Afghanistan.

Congratulations.

I believe you're planning to

supply enemy rebels forces

with Stinger missiles, intending

to destroy Soviet aircraft.

If I'm gonna be interrogated,

I wanna be interrogated

by your superiors.

Out here, I have no superiors.

I am in full command.

You're alone here.

Abandoned by your government.

- What do you want?

- Cooperation.

This sector has been under

total control for over five years.

There's little more I can do here.

It is, as you say, without challenges.

If you supply to me

worth information about most

stinger missiles

you're planning to deliver,

it could provide a way

out of this further post.

After all, the end what

everyone really wants...

...is peace.

The Kremlin's got a hell

of a sense of humor.

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