The Firing Line Page #4

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They think they've got us beaten.

Maybe they have.

They've got one third of our force.

If we get one third of theirs,

it would be over.

Unfortunately, we have lost.

Is that what they

sacrificed their lives for?

So that we may give up so easily?

I say we can still win this battle.

But we've got to hit them hard,

where they least expect!

And soon.

Like in the North,

in Santo Pietro?

You're learning fast.

I am all for that, but

we must rebuild here

before we start branching out.

Good, then that will

be your job, Montiero,

to rebuild here.

In the meantime, our offensive

will go underway.

Okay.

It's fine with me.

I won't be in your

glorious mission.

We can't go back the

same way we came in.

There's an alternate route,

an old wooden bridge

about five miles south of town.

Carlos, I want you

to rig it to blow

as soon as we get over it.

You've got it, but

I need more time.

Go ahead and take it.

Take care, Carlos.

Sandra, beyond the bridge

is neutral territory.

You'll be able to go home.

Home seems like along

way away from here.

There was no misjudgment

in conducting this operation.

Those women and children

were supporting the enemy.

And as such,

they are to be considered

part of the rebel forces.

They only got what

was coming to them.

And so will you, Milton,

if you don't move right away.

They must have decide

on the target already.

There are only two places

of any strategic value

in Santa Pietra.

The barracks and the radio station.

And there are not enough men

available to protect both.

You can send for some

more reinforcement.

Anyway, there is plenty of time.

They will not attack

until tomorrow.

Listen, Montiero.

You get this straight.

Mark Hardin is not your

usual weekend warrior type.

He is an elite.

And he's gonna use

every dirty trick

in the goddamn book to hit us.

And when he hits us,

he's gonna hit us hard.

(sighs)

I came here to warn you.

Why do you suppose I'm doin' this?

How the hell am I

supposed to know?

Blood money, ambition, revenge.

I don't really give a damn.

I'm just wondering if

there would be any reason

that they might delay the attack.

No way.

Tomorrow is the anniversary

of Julio Rodriguez' landing.

They hope to make a splash

in the world press.

(snaps fingers)

That's it, then.

It'll have to be at

the radio station.

(brakes squeaking)

I don't like it, it's too quiet.

(martial music)

(gunshots booming)

Get away!

(groaning)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

Well get in there, after them!

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

Move, come on, you guys,

get in there, move!

Move!

(martial music)

(gunshots booming)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(exclaiming)

Don't hurt me.

[Mark] Do you know this building?

You don't know of a way out here?

The basement, tunnel,

leads to the river.

All right, if you're lyin',

you're dead, sucker.

- No, I swear.

All right, come

on, let's get outta here.

Go to the bridge,

I'll meet ya later.

Come on, move, come on, move!

Right, let's get outta here!

Mark, what about you?

I'm gonna create a diversion.

I'm staying with you.

No, no, you move your butt.

Come on... But.

Go.

Go.

(Mark grunting)

(gunshots booming)

(groaning)

Where is it?

There, behind the door.

[Rebel] Watch out.

You better not be

fooling us, Mister.

(gunshots booming)

[Sandra] Bingo.

(explosions booming)

(yelling)

(suspenseful martial music)

(gunshots booming)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

They went that way, sir.

They're probably at

the river by now.

Well don't just stand

there, come on, go get 'em.

The rest of you, we'll head 'em off

at the old bridge, come on, move.

(gunshots booming)

(suspenseful music)

What happened?

We were ambushed.

Mark's coming right

behind us, I hope.

Go to the other side.

This thing will blow up

soon as Mark gets here.

Carlos,

you've only got one chance.

Be careful.

[Carlos] Vamos!

(suspenseful music)

(beeping)

(gun clicking)

Now you hand over the

detonator, Carlos.

What's this?

You're not going to blowup

this bridge, are you?

The detonator, now!

Mark's gonna get killed!

(blows thudding)

(beeping)

(grunting)

(gunshot booming)

(yelling)

(gunshots booming)

(yelling)

(dramatic music)

(gunshots booming)

(explosions booming)

(upbeat music)

Hey!

Hey!

(Sandra gasping)

[Sandra] Give me your arm.

(screaming)

Woo!

(Mark yelling)

I'm sorry.

Ah!

Are you still excited to go home?

(music drowns out speech)

Gone are the days when

Our love has to wait

Let's take this chance

Our dreams are not too late

Fillin' our hearts

With hopes of sharing

our joys together

Love will remain till the end

Let the windows of love

Shine through our lives

Greater love is

meant for you and me

Let the rhythm of love

Play in our hearts

And its music, the sweet melody

Love is the answer

Our worries are over

Love is for you and me

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