The Firing Line Page #3

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All right, break's

over, let's move out!

Move it!

(martial music)

Did you check out the area,

Mr. Hardin?

Yes, it's a good location.

High ground, we'll be

plenty safe up here.

Nearest town is 15 miles

to Ah-Dee-hoo-ta.

Great, I can't wait

to get stateside.

I've had enough of this sh*t.

I'm afraid that's not

possible right now.

We're at the top of

the most wanted now.

Will you come along with me?

You can stay here if you want.

But in the meantime,

you're gonna have to

learn something about jungle

fighting and survival.

Great.

I'll teach you a few things.

(waterfall roaring)

I hope you realize that

you're a sitting duck

for a reconnaissance raid.

(waterfall drowns out speech)

I had to get some

of the smell off me.

(waterfall drowns out speech)

I'll take care of that.

You'll be all right.

I suppose you're going

to be the lookout.

Don't worry.

Living under the

circumstances that we do,

we have to learn to

discipline ourselves

to ignore each other's body.

(laughing)

You're so disciplined.

Get dressed.

And get some rest.

We've got plans to move

out, at 06:
00 hours.

All right, stand behind me.

Proper technique to

fire this weapon:

Shoulder width apart

with your feet,

right leg

straight.

Pivot.

Bend off the left knee.

Take the weapon up

into your shoulder.

Cradle it with the left hand.

Sight to bolt.

Do not pull the

trigger, squeeze.

(gunshots booming)

stand here.

Shoulder width apart.

Back leg straight.

Pivot on your right foot.

Slightly bend the right knee.

Cradle weapon in your shoulder.

Do not put your

finger on the trigger

till I tell you to do so.

Square it up.

Cradle it this way, it's okay.

Give it a little bit of time.

(bolt clacking)

All right, sight your bolts.

Little bit.

Now, squeeze the

trigger, do not pull.

(gunshots booming)

(bullets whizzing)

Good girl.

Take this.

Let's go.

Okay.

See what you got here.

Weapon up, handle it properly.

All right, safety off.

Take out the birds for me.

(gunshots booming)

This is the M203,

combination M16 and

M79 grenade launcher.

This is the shell.

An assault rifle.

Yeah, but what the hell

do you shoot with this?

You can shoot anything

you want with it.

How accurate do you

think this thing is?

It's accurate up to 300 meters.

I think we need a demonstration.

Come with me.

- Move out!

(bright music)

(dramatic music)

(explosion booming)

(yelling)

Move out!

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(footsteps rustling)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

Sandra!

(screaming)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(martial music)

[Rebel] A few suckers got away.

Then we'd better get outta here,

there's only a few guns, get 'em.

Wait a minute.

Aren't we gonna hold this position?

We fought our butts off here.

No, it's not that kind of war.

We've gotta hit and

run, move when we can.

All right, let's get outta here.

[Laura] Move it!

Come on, let's go, move it now.

(crickets chirping)

(birds tweeting)

[Man] It seems the

bandits have picked up

some fresh energy ever since

that American renegade

Mark Hardin joined them.

I wouldn't worry

about it, Governor.

He's already got that

tempting reward on his head.

Sooner or later, a Judas will

step forward and talk to us.

Are you implying

he's Christ-like?

A peasants' messiah?

At any rate,

I think we should start

taking reprisals

against those peasants

who are helping them.

Reprisals against civilian

targets are counter-productive.

They discredit the government

and build more support

for the bandits.

(speaking foreign language)

You're beginning to talk

like a bandit yourself.

(birds calling)

[Mark] Hi.

(soft music)

Wanna get lost?

We can go to the waterfall.

Is it safe?

Kinda safe.

[Laura Voiceover]

How safe?

Not very.

(giggling)

I thought you said

something about discipline.

I thought you said that when

we live all together...

(martial music)

Okay, all right, take a

break, take five, everybody.

(panting)

Okay, you're doin' fine.

Who ordered to stop here?

I did.

You got a problem with it, a**hole?

It's okay, Montiero, we

needed a rest anyway.

Yes, but he's not our leader.

Whoever the people

listen to is the leader.

(snare drum music)

(birds twittering)

No way.

If we have to retreat, look at

the space we have to cover.

In a night attack, we

will be just as confused

as the enemy.

That's why we must

attack in the daytime.

We'll be decimated

before we get in.

That's the main problem.

That's why we have to infiltrate

to attack from within.

We can do it, I say we go for it.

[Laura] I agree.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Get out of the road.

Please, officer,

I've hurt my ankle.

And I have no way of

getting back into town.

Yeah.

That's too bad, uh,

but we have our orders, and

no civilian riders.

Well, I could ride on the floor.

And you could let me out

before we reach town.

I don't think there'd

be any harm, uh,

get up in the cab with me.

[Laura] Oh, thank you.

Thank you officer, so

much, tell your men

to drop their guns or I'll

blast your brains out!

Now!

Do as she says, put 'em down!

All right, move it!

Move it, get on outta there.

Come on!

Get over.

Move!

- Vamos.

Vamos.

- Come on.

[Laura] Move it!

[Man] Move!

(electronic music

with martial beat)

(slow electronic music)

(electronic music

with martial beat)

(suspenseful music)

Stop, where you going?

I, I have to get my papers

in the mayor's office.

My baby, I need the papers.

- I said stop!

But, but my baby's

dying, I need you to...

Stay back.

(Sandra whispering)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(groaning)

(explosion booming)

(groaning)

(gunshots booming)

(groaning)

(groaning)

(explosion booming)

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(explosions booming)

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(groaning)

(explosion booming)

(yelling)

[Laura] Come on, hurry up.

Get down there.

Take 'em away.

Hardin, are these the men

that refused to join?

What's this?

They bust you to private?

Or are you just afraid

of me findin' you?

I understand you murder officers.

I did not choose to be

killed by these bandits.

This is Captain Delgado.

Perhaps he can tell us something

about the murder of Rodriguez.

I have nothing to

say to you, rebel.

And the rape and the murder

of the girl who was with him.

I think I know a

way of questioning

the people who raped

and killed my sister.

(knife clicking)

(somber music)

(blade wooshing and thudding)

Wait!

Stop that fool girl!

I'll answer anything you want!

[Mark] Now you'll tell us

about the death of Rodriguez?

I did not kill

Rodriguez, it was Nunez!

What about the girl

who was with him?

We gave her great pleasure.

(gunshots booming)

(groaning)

(suspenseful music)

Those fools!

Look how high they

have built the fire.

Those aren't camp fires.

Let's get the hell down there.

No!

No!

(weeping)

Goddamn degenerate bastards!

(hammers knocking)

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