Wild Gees, The Page #5

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one second. So there is no sound

Get the weapon,

I'll take care of the sentries

OK. You have it

Anything else, sir?

No

Good night then

Pieter, is something wrong?

In South Africa, we call the blacks

"kaffir", like you call them "n*ggers"

I don't particularly like them,

but I don't like killing them

I'm sure you've hunted black

terrorists in your own country

Those terrorists hunted me

General Ndofa's army killed

more innocent people in one day

Than your terrorists did in a year

Maybe, but that is in Ndofa's

country, not in mine

Our mission is to save

the life of Limbani

and get him out. He's a special man

I'm no good at politics

I don't know Limbani,

or the people that back him

I only know that I don't like killing

people I've nothing to do with

Then what the hell

are you doing here, Pieter?

You know why

This is my ticket home

My money to buy a farm

Nothing more

So I'll be killing for me and

I'll live with it later

And you'll be killing to impose your

ideas on the future of mankind on others

whether they're right or wrong

I wonder how we stack up

against each other morally

Is that all, sir?

Morals amongst mercenaries...

Who'd thought we'd ever see the day

We'll have to keep an eye on him

We'll have to watch him,

can't afford any risks

If he's not with us, he's dead

I know from your records,

you're all perfect

Don't forget to bend your knees when

you hit, to take the shock out of it

and roll over

Esposito, what the f***

are you waiting for?

A push? Go!

Next man, move it

You have one jump to make,

it better be perfect,

or you get left where you fall. Go!

Very good

That was LUDICROUS, sir

You're jumping from an aeroplane,

not a whorehouse window. Do it again

Sir

Keep the rhythm up, not too quick

Get out of the car

I've got an urgent message for

Colonel Faulkner

Get in

Up!

Come in

Gentlemen, sit down

We're going in tomorrow night

You're kidding

Tomorrow's Christmas

We'll celebrate on the 26th

How did this happen?

We were guaranteed a seven day notice

According to this message,

a crazy old lady relative of Limbani

had a vision that he'd risen

from the dead

and it spread through the tribe like...

the mumps

Made Ndofa very nervous. He wants to get

this thing over with fast

Now Limbani's being delivered tomorrow

night. We'll be there 4 hours later

Splendid. The best news I've had since

I threw up my lunch

Well, be prepared to throw up dinner

Instead of taking a small bodyguard,

Ndofa's taking the Simbas with him

That's his own regiment

And they're good, as we know

We won't come across them. We'll have

Limbani out before they get close

If all goes well

Alright gentlemen, now to business

Rafer, see that the men make their wills

Shawn, take the men into town

They can kiss their money goodbye

if they're not back by 0400

Drunk, laid and parleyed

They deserve it. That's all

Sandy

Sit down

I just wanted to have this private

moment with you, old friend,

to thank you.

You're the best of the best

You've earned your money five times over

I appreciate that sir,

but I'm not quite sure what it means

It means that I'd like you and your wife

to spend your money in good health

You trying to tell me

I'm not coming along?

Yes

Sir, with respect, you can stick your money

up your arse

- Sandy!

- I love what I do

And believe it or not, I also love those

grubby thick-headed men I trained

you most of all

I expect to be with them

and with you. Because I'm needed

And if you want to see a REAL

revolution, try and stop me

You're the best!

Who are you leaving

your money to, Queenie?

Well, if it's any of your business,

To the dearest, kindest proctologist

in the whole wide world

What's that?

"Bum-doctor" to you, chubby cheeks

Come along auntie!

We'll find you a lovely bit of tail

No thanks dear

You enjoy yourselves

I'll be waiting up for you,

with bandages and penicillin

Have your bums ready!

I never think about dying

I've got my death all planned

Blind drunk, lying on the pavement, roll

off, fracture my skull... out

I think about it

- That has no purpose.

- Your children are grown-up

That's true

Allen, I want you to do something for me

If I buy it,

I'd like you to see that my son's alright

Me?

- I mean you put me into this pit.

- Don't you have any decent friends?

Well, I've just made you his Godfather

Look, if his mother doesn't

take care of him,

I'd like you to take him away from her

That's absolutely crazy

You must have an IQ of 2

When I'm not employed killing perfect

strangers, I'm an out-of-work drunk

Bit of responsibility would do you good

I want your hand on it

You're not going to die, Rafer

I know it, you know it,

but it's the guy up there who decides

Well, I'll ask him

Come on, move it

Come on, move it up, right down

What's the hold-up? Come on

All in, sir

Service is a bit slow

For President Limbani

Yes, sir. He'll need these

We've got 3 mins left. We're

de-pressurising now Red light on

Alright. Get them on their feet,

Sergeant-Major

On your feet!

I suppose a transfer to the cavalry is

out of the question, sergeant-major?

- Check equipment.

- CHECK YOUR EQUIPMENT!

- Stations.

- Get in position for the jump

Jump!

Shawn, how goes it?

Oh fine, fine thanks. I tell you, Jock,

that's it

My heels are where my balls used to be

I don't believe it!

2 out of 3 asleep Pieter?

Take the one who's asleep first.

You have 3 minutes for the other 2

Rafer?

Get inside the fence there. Stay there

When we've passed, bring your men

Cut it

Hello

Stay right where you are. Don't move

Not a sound

We'd like your keys

Whoever has them, just hand them over

Esposito, start with him first

Try the Cuban

I'll go round the other side

Mr Limbani, I'm Faulkner. Just lie there

Come on Pieter, quickly

Witty?

- Everybody OK?

- Yes

Keith, find Captain Janders

- Tell him to send Lt Fynn to take the

airport. - Sir!

Alright?

Yes, sir

I've got some lovely pills from London

for your heart

You just relax now

Here

Drink a bit of this, come on

- That's good.

- How is he?

I live, Mr Faulkner

That's the plan, sir

Pieter, you're responsible for him

From now on, he never leaves your sight

Alright, let's go

Esposito!

Well then, kaffir On your feet

Here we go, love

That's fine

Up

Come on

The keys

Here you are

Shawn...

- Come in, Shawn.

- I receive you

We have it. Go ahead

Good luck

ZEMBALA AIRPOR He's all yours, Jock

Come on!

Excellent... excellent

This is Rushton Put Charlie 1 into

effect immediately

That's right, immediately. What's so

surprising about that?

Well, route it through any embassy

you need. That's your job, do it

It'll be difficult, but we'll make it

Get Mr Limbani out first

and be careful with him

Take him to the foot of

the control tower

Well done, Sandy

Allen, let's go and see Shawn

Mister Limbani, the 'plane

should be here any minute

Alright, let's move out to the runway.

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