Under Fire Page #4

Tacho needs a victory very badly.

He needs to prove to Jimmy Carter

that he is still winning.

The death of Rafael

is the proof he needs.

Carter doesn't need proof. He just sent

25 million in new arms to Tacho.

No, no. No, he did not.

The State Department is getting nervous

about what is going on down here.

Pardon my French,

but whose f***ing side are you on?

I work for everybody.

That's a great job.

I send messages to Jimmy,

and I tell him that the revolution

is a flood which cannot be stopped,

but can be controlled.

Nobody listens to me.

I can't even get

a little water in my pool.

Oh, would you switch sides, please?

For just one more.

It's very nice, very nice. Thank you.

I think Rafael is alive.

I'm gonna find him.

Thank you very much.

There's the guy we're lookin' for.

Terrific.

Go one more block.

Oh, sh*t.

I'm not going to die in Matagalpa.

- Calm down, Regis!

- I'm not staying.

For Christ's sake, all they wanted to do

was look at our credentials.

What are you doing?

Get down!

Jesus.

Look out!

Stop! Stop it!

Let's go!

You all right?

Stay down.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

The translator from the hotel.

You looking for Rafael?

Yeah, if it's possible.

How'd you know?

Mr. Price doesn't do anything before

announcing it first to the whole world.

It's a good story.

You'll be more famous.

What is it?

Rafael's dead.

I can smell it.

Come on.

What are you talking about?

He's dead. I know it.

I wonder what they want with us?

I don't know.

This is Comandante Cinco.

Len has fallen

and today we took Matagalpa.

Masaya is next, and then Managua.

Because Nicaragua

will soon be free, Mr. Price,

we've decided that

it's time for you to meet Rafael.

We need a photograph.

You mean the Western press

needs a photograph.

Mr. Price, the world is not divided

into east and west anymore.

It's divided into north and south.

Come with us.

You are a great photographer.

Make him alive.

Why are you laughing?

You're crazy.

We have momentum,

but many more lives will be lost.

Even Washington is starting to admit

that the butcher Somoza

is not loved by his people.

They have detained $25 million

in new arms shipments for Somoza

at an airfield in Florida until they find out

if Rafael is alive or dead.

If Washington thinks Rafael is dead,

they will ship the arms to Somoza.

Do you understand?

Yes.

But I'm a journalist.

This has nothing to do with journalism.

Enough of our people

have been lost already.

We need to keep him alive

a few more days.

Once the war is over,

none of this matters.

I don't do things like this.

I know this is difficult for you

but you must do it.

In the morning?

When there's better light.

It will be a great picture.

It sure would be a prizewinner,

wouldn't it?

I've won enough prizes.

But you haven't won a war.

Are you sure?

Yeah, it's complicated, all right.

Do I go back and say

I missed the biggest story in the war?

Do I go back and say

that I saw Rafael stone-cold dead?

Or do I just say that we fell in love with

the guerrillas because their cause was...

Sympathetic?

Yeah, sympathetic.

Christ, what are we doing here?

You.

That's fine.

Yeah, that's good.

All right.

Marcel.

Under a still, gray July sky...

Start again.

Under a clear, steel Managua...

Scratch it.

President Somoza

has ordered the Air Force

to bomb the capital under a sky of...

- Hi.

- Hi.

Look.

Oh, my God.

What the hell is he doing here?

I have no idea.

Can you frame me with that smoke

in the frame? Got it?

- Yeah, we got the smoke.

- We're rolling.

Speak.

This is Regis Seydor in Managua.

This tiny nation of smoldering volcanoes

has erupted into a civil war.

Fighting has broken out

on the streets of the capital city

for the first time in nearly 50 years.

Hi.

- Alex.

- Congratulations.

- On what?

- On what?

The news services, the wire,

the Washington Post, The Times.

Everybody's picked it up.

It's a fabulous picture.

- Oh!

- Yes, it really is fabulous.

Yeah, it is.

How come you're back?

I came back to see Russel.

See me? About what?

The whole East Coast

has fallen in love with Rafael.

They were sure he was dead this time.

They're gonna do a musical on his life.

You can't walk through Central Park

without seeing his mug on T-shirts.

He's bigger than Farrah Fawcett.

You look great. Things okay?

Things are great, yeah.

I've never been happier. You two...

- Oh.

- Terrific.

Alex, you know me, I'm a little slow.

- Yeah.

- Exactly why are you here?

I want to do an interview with Rafael.

You're the only man in the world

who can take me to see him.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

We may not be able

to find him, you know.

I have supreme confidence in you.

Claire looks good.

Everybody looks good in the tropics.

What the hell does that mean?

Alex, I'm in love with her.

Yeah, I know it.

She thinks she loves you.

No. It's past the thinking stage.

Can I ask you something? This probably

doesn't mean a goddamn thing

in the grand scheme of things,

but it's something that interests me.

Were you guys making it

before we came down here?

No!

- Is that the truth?

- Yes!

For God sakes, Alex! We're friends!

You must go through

a lot of rental cars.

Don't worry. I put it in your name.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, Pricey!

Welcome to Somoza's meat market.

Hey, no pictures? It might look bad.

What do you get paid,

by the hour or by the body?

I get paid the same way you do.

Hey, what the f***

are you doing in Sbaco, man?

This place is about to blow, ain't it?

Why'd you shoot Pedro?

Who the f*** is Pedro?

Jesus Christ. My God.

There's a motherfucking war

going on here, pal!

There's a lot of sad stories.

Yeah, but what...

Did you know those guys?

Yeah. I used to.

You're a motherfuckin' cocksucker!

I don't suck no dick, man!

You goddamn...

I prefer not to blow your brains out

in a dump like this!

I got my priorities!

Guy wants to be hero, pops.

You better get him out of here

before he's a number.

It'd be a shitty little town

to buy it in!

Why them? Just, why them?

Why them? Why them? Come here,

I'll show you why them! You, too!

Come here! Come here!

If your mug shows up in this box here,

you try to make it through Sebaco,

I own your ass!

Where did you get those photographs?

What is this, a f***ing interview?

I ain't that dumb.

All right, all right, all right.

I'm not gonna quote you.

Now where did you get those pictures?

Off the record?

Some pachuco gives 'em to me.

Ain't none of my business,

but I hear he gets 'em from a Frenchy.

They tell me Somoza likes the women

but this one ain't got a chance. Nice?

You ever meet Tacho?

A real piece of work.

Oh, Jesus.

Is she dead?

Not yet.

Hey, give me those pictures.

Hey, you got any dope?

Tough place to find decent dope.

Hey, what do you expect?

We're the ones getting our butts kicked!

God! Some motherf***er

stole my f***ing pictures

and I don't know what f***ing happened!

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