Sniper 2 Page #4

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No.

Good.

It's a f***ing ghost town.

Muslims lived around

here for 600 years.

The Nazis tried to wipe them out...

...then the Communists

and the Serbs.

They were called the modrus.

It means " invincible."

- Why do this to them?

- Language...

...religion...

...property, greed...

You choose.

Men kill other men...

...and nobody knows why.

I don't care what he says.

If I see something moving,

I'm shooting it.

Verifying touchdown

of Snake Eater at LZ. Over.

Roger touchdown, Snake Eater.

LZ is clear at this time. Over.

There has been a report of an unidentified

helicopter headed towards Simand.

We're on our way.

Understood.

- What do you think?

- I don't know.

My men are in position.

Good. All right.

What is it?

- What's the matter?

- I don't know.

I don't see anything, but...

You like to hunt, master guns?

As a kid.

I don't much care for it now.

Cole, I've got movement.

Get up. Come on.

How is he?

Flesh wound, upper arm.

He'll be okay.

Stay.

They're definitely not

conventional infantry.

Roger that. You okay?

- Yeah, but they're crawling over us.

- Let's move out into town.

That town's gotta be hot.

You look here. We got 30 minutes

to our rendezvous.

Now, you either go with me

or without me.

Sh*t.

You ever seen

anything like this before?

Yeah, Lebanon...

...when the Hezbollah took out

the Marine barracks in Beirut.

And then Nam.

Hue City, Tet Offensive.

Three weeks of sleep deprivation,

endless rain...

...endless death.

Just sh*t.

That ought to be on the recruiting

poster. "Join the Marines.

Travel the world.

Make new friends and kill them."

You look at this sh*t:

buildings down, people dead.

You gotta draw the line somewhere.

So does that make us

the good guys?

There are no good guys

in a war.

Knock off that sh*t.

We're going down there.

- Move out.

- Not the shitholes again. Goddamn.

All right, this way.

Anybody know what day it is

in the real world?

Wednesday?

I'm supposed to die on a Wednesday.

The first thing I'll do

when I get home...

...is take a shower, and get laid.

Not necessarily in that order.

Think that was just some sh*t

somebody left behind?

I don't know.

Claymore!

Goddamn it, my ears.

- They're gonna bury us down here.

- Negative.

I put us somewhere just

outside the rendezvous point.

You take Pavel. You get up top.

I'll provide cover for extraction.

- That's suicide.

- I've said that since the beginning.

Now, don't fight me on this, son.

Just do it.

Roger that, master guns.

Cole. Com-techs.

Cole, good to go?

Clear.

There's only one shooter, middle

of the block, southeast corner.

- Got you. Inside the church.

- No.

Negative.

I want you to stand by.

You're here to protect the package.

What did you mean, you were

going to die on a Wednesday?

I was sentenced to death

for killing a man.

I went through selection

with three other guys.

We were like brothers.

Called ourselves the Four

Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Couple of years back, we went

into Rostock to help the DEA...

...take out some big-time

Russian heroin drug lords.

Two separate missions.

We got ours, but their

mission was compromised.

My guys...

...left their heads in an alley.

So who's this man you killed?

The DEA who betrayed us.

I can't prove that he did it,

but I know it was him.

- Which one were you?

- What?

Which horseman?

The fourth one, I guess.

"And his name was Death...

...and hell followed with him."

"People sleep peacefully

in their beds at night...

...only because men stand ready

to do violence on their behalf."

- You write that?

- No.

Something by George Orwell.

He abhorred violence too.

But I guess he understood

when it became necessity.

Got you.

You just gave away your position!

We don't have much time!

Get back!

Pavel!

Oh, sh*t.

Talk to me.

Talk to me, kid.

I'm hit.

How bad?

My friend.

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

Today was going to be

like my birthday.

Well, hang in there, son.

The helo's inbound.

You never told me...

...why you came...

...back for me.

I was in Panama...

...captured and tortured...

...and a young operative

like yourself saved my life.

I figured I owed him one.

But you came back for me.

You'd do the same for me.

Here he comes.

Let's go.

Look at me. I'm a mess!

Belay that.

We're gonna get you out of here.

Good to go!

Faster!

I'm so warm.

I thought I'd be cold.

Shouldn't I be cold?

The mission's over, son.

You're going home.

I don't mind dying.

I just didn't want to die in that cage.

Freedom!

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