Special Ops AKA Disarmed Page #2

---

This is Private Kerwin, sir.

What are your coordinates?

- Mindanao,

approximately 20 clicks

southeast of target.

- You're along

the west end of the shoreline.

We can arrange for evacuation

at dawn.

- Oopy.

- What's the status

of your mission?

- All dead.

- Something went wrong.

The intel we received

was corrupted.

- Okay.

- What's your current situation?

- Hostile.

- Any word, Private?

- No, sir, all quiet.

- All right.

- l was contacted.

Team leader's still alive.

l gave him

the pickup coordinates.

- l see.

Well, you've done your country

a great service, son.

l won't forget this.

Okay, ladies, listen up.

Kid came through.

Always have a backup plan.

Our local recruits here almost

f***ed the whole thing up.

- l'll take care of it.

- Goddamn take care of it.

l'm gonna give everybody

another chance

tomorrow morning.

You got it?

You hear me?

- Put it down.

Where's the chip?

- Nita.

l'm not the enemy.

So you're Fierson, huh?

- Where's Major Burke?

- Far from here.

At ease, Oaptain.

This spot used to be

an old World War ll lookout.

Now they use it

for weather surveillance.

l like coming up here.

Get away from everything.

Privacy, you know?

All right, let's go inside.

We got to talk.

That's Sergeant Wylan there.

So, Oaptain,

based on your final transmission

and the reports

that we obtained,

your mission was a failure.

- The intel we received

was compromised.

- Oompromised?

How do you figure?

- lt was an ambush, sir.

- Well, it's possible

that the intel was tainted.

We could look into that.

- Look into it?

My entire team is dead.

- Well, these things happen,

Oaptain.

You and your team

should be well aware

of the dangers

that come with your duty,

especially at this level.

- Sir.

- However,

seems pretty clear to me

that neither did you eliminate

all your targets

nor did you retrieve

the desired objective.

- l obtained the flash drive

with the tech specs.

The microchip

was nowhere to be found,

and as for the targets,

we eliminated all

that were present.

Bin Malik Ambat was not there.

This is before the ambush,

sir.

- What about the woman?

Did you see her?

Nita Santos.

- No, sir.

- No?

Did you at any time acquire

any information

as to the whereabouts

of Ms. Santos

or the microchip?

- No, sir.

- No?

Nothing?

Hell of a job, Oaptain.

Hell of a job.

Dismissed.

Get him!

- Ooh!

Goddamn it!

He knows everything!

- Oan l help you, friend?

You look far from home.

- Yeah, just visiting.

- Mm.

- Looking for a friend,

actually, who lives in town.

- Well, if you're looking

for someone,

you have to visit Tomagan.

- Oh, yeah? Who's he?

- His tentacles

is in everything around here.

He owns a little store nearby

and very popular

with tourists like yourself.

- Thanks for the info,

my friend.

l'll keep that in-

- Ah, hey, hey, hey,

you know what?

Uh, l'm going that way.

Oan give you a lift.

- You always this nice

to tourists?

- That's Filipino hospitality

for you, man.

Hop in.

Who is this friend

you're looking for out here?

You don't talk much, do you?

- Do you ever stop?

Well, are you American military?

Still not talking, huh?

Hey, l'm

the Buruanga captain here.

lt's my business

to ask questions.

So if l see a tall white man

traveling alone,

not much on his back...

l got questions.

- Tough job.

How do you handle the pressure?

- Listen, wise ass.

You and l both know

that you're not here

to see a friend.

- Oh, my god.

Are you psychic?

- Watch your mouth, man.

- Wait a minute.

So let me guess.

Oaptain's training

was a test

of questions and answers,

but you just sat back and

knew everything with your ESP.

- Yeah, well,

f*** you.

- Watch it!

Bet you didn't see

that coming, huh?

- Get out.

- What?

- 'Oause l predict

l'm going to shoot you.

- We're in the middle

of nowhere.

- The resort

is one kilometer away.

You can handle it.

- Okay.

You got it.

Thanks for the lift.

Nice piece.

Hi.

Towel?

- Yes, sir.

Sir.

- Thank you.

- Sir. Sir.

- Have a good one.

Ladies.

How you doing?

- You checked in here?

- l'm looking for Tomagan.

- Who's looking?

- Just me.

- So what's your business,

American?

- l'm looking

for a woman.

And l hear he's the man.

- How you find this place?

- Where you from?

- Gentlemen,

we do not want to be rude

with so many questions.

Give him the VlP treatment.

So you are looking

for a girl?

We got plenty of girls.

- l was told you know

a lot of people.

l'm looking for

a woman named Nita Santos.

- Nita Santos?

There are a lot

of people looking

for Nita Santos these days.

- So you do know her?

Got a funny sense of humor,

doesn't he?

Everyone in Oebu knows me.

And everyone knows

l hate Americans.

Now, l was told,

if anyone came looking

for Nita Santos,

l should put a bullet

in their skull.

You are not just anyone,

are you?

- Hoo.

- F***.

- Ah.

- Ah!

- Ah!

Ah!

clank!

Ah!

- Thanks for the rice.

- Oh!

- Where is she?

l don't know.

Ooh.

- Where is she?

- Please.

Please don't kill me.

l'm hurt.

she was spotted

in the village,

about 50 kilometers south

of here.

- Yeah, what village?

- They didn't say.

You're over your head,

American.

They're going to kill you.

- So negative.

- Ouch.

- Leave us.

- l have always been

a supporter and friend

of Abu Sayyaf.

- l have received word

that, uh...

you have the American.

This is very good.

- Had the American.

Slippery piece of sh*t,

that one.

- You let him get away?

- No, l tried.

- Tch, tch, tch.

From the looks of you,

it appears that he was

the better man, no?

- l have not wasted your time.

l know where he is.

- And you think

that helps me?

- l told him

the girl was last spotted

in a village

- That is where we were going.

You led him.

- l didn't tell him

what village.

Now you can find them

both in the same area.

- Ah, duh-duh.

You are a pathetic

little girl

that talks too much.

Disgusting.

- No.

No.

Please.

No. No.

No!

- And now we have breaking news

coming out of Southeast Asia.

Seven US marines are dead after

a daring raid on a weapons lab

in Mindanao, Philippines.

The botched attempt

to rescue an American scientist,

Dr. Alan Kaitan,

occurred when

US forces discovered

Kaitan was not actually working

against his will

but in fact aiding Abu Sayyaf.

The rogue terrorist

group appears

to have been experimenting

with handheld nuclear devices.

- Tch, tch, tch, the world

is such a dangerous place.

- The technology died with him

in the raid.

ln a dramatic turn of events,

it now also seems

that the lone surviving marine,

Oaptain Kyle Fierson,

was working as a mole

for Abu Sayyaf.

He is now on the run

with Kaitan's assistant,

Nita Santos.

Local authorities warn

these two

should be considered armed

and dangerous.

Any information that leads

to the capture

of these international fugitives

will be rewarded.

- Anything else?

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes