You're hit.
You're bleeding, man.
BLAIN:
I ain't got time to bleed.
Oh...OK.
You got time to duck?
This is goddamn beautiful.
Goddamn jackpot.
This is more than
we ever thought we'd get.
Now we got those bastards.
We got 'em.
DUTCH: I think this is
what you're looking for.
You set us up!
It's all bullshit! All of it.
The cabinet minister,
the whole business.
Got us in here
to do your dirty work.
DILLON: We just stopped
a major invasion.
In three days,
they'd have crossed the border.
-Why us?
-Nobody else could've done it.
Pissed about the cover story?
I needed it to get you in here.
What story did you hand Hopper?
Look, we've been looking
for this place for months.
My men were in that chopper
when it got hit!
Hopper was supposed to get them.
He disappeared.
He didn't disappear.
He was skinned alive!
My orders were to get somebody
to crack these bastards!
So you cooked up a story and
dropped us in a meat grinder.
What happened to you, Dillon?
You used to be somebody
I could trust.
I woke up. Why don't you?
You're an asset...
an expendable asset...
and I used you
to get the job done. Got it?
My men are not expendable.
And I don't do
this kind of work.
HAWKINS: Major! We stepped
into some real shit here.
HAWKINS: Air surveillance says
we got guerillas all over.
Can't be more than
one, two miles away.
-How much time?
-Half hour, maybe less.
DUTCH:
Tell Mac we move in five.
DILLON: Wait. She goes, too.
She's got valuable information.
She'll give away our position
any chance she gets. No deal.
You're still under orders,
Major.
You wanna make that call
or should l?
She's your baggage.
You fall behind,
and you're on your own.
Place is too hot for a pickup.
They won't touch us
till we get over the border.
Hey, Billy,
give me a way out of this hole.
Aerial says we're cut off.
BILLY: The only way out is
that valley that leads east...
but I wouldn't wish that
on a broke-dick dog.
Not much choice.
Poncho, take lead.
Double-time it.
[Soldiers' voices distorted]
[Woman shouting in Spanish]
[Dillon shouting Spanish]
MAC: Dillon!
Dillon!
Over here.
Turn around.
DILLON: Why?
Thanks.
Anytime.
Billy! Billy!
The other day, I was going down
on my girlfriend...
and I said to her...
''Jeez, you got a big pussy.
Jeez, you got a big pussy.''
She said,
''Why did you say that twice?''
And I said, ''l didn't.''
See, it was because
of the echo.
It was....
Ha ha ha!
[Distorted laughter]
Ha ha ha ha!
RECORDING: Over here.
Over here. Over here.
Turn around. Turn around.
Ha ha ha ha!
Turn around. Turn around.
Over here.
Ha ha ha ha!
Anytime.
Anytime.
MAC: Goddamn. Whew.
Buddy, buddy, buddy.
I've seen some bad-ass bush
before, but nothing like this.
BLAIN: I hear you.
This shit's something.
Makes Cambodia look like Kansas.
BLAIN: You lose it here...
you're in a world of hurt.
Come on, sweetheart.
Stop sandbaggin' it.
Now get up.
Come on, get up.
Would you get up?
Mierda!
PANCHO: Ni lo intentes.
Maybe you better put her
on a leash, agent man.
DILLLON:
Try it again...please.
DILLON: Callate.
DUTCH:
What's got Billy so spooked?
MAC: Can't say, Major.
Been acting squirrelly
all morning.
That damn nose of his...
it's weird.
DUTCH: What is it?
Billy.
What the hell is wrong with you?
There's something
in those trees.
BILLY [Warbled]:
Do you see anything?
Up there ahead.
DUTCH: Nothing.
DUTCH: What do you think?
I guess it's nothing, Major.
[Whistles]
[Woman screaming]
HAWKINS: Please!
Please!
[Chittering]
Aah!
[Leaves rustling]
DUTCH: Billy, break back.
Back right.
What the--
This isn't her blood.
DILLON: What the hell
did you do to him?
PONCHO: Major,
you better take a look at this.
Did you find Hawkins?
PONCHO: l--I can't tell.
What in God's name?
PONCHO: I think it's Hawkins.
-Where the hell is his body?
-There's no sign of it.
Ask her what happened.
Que paso, mujer?
Mujer, que paso?