quite
figured it out yet, has she?
When she does,
you get to explain it to her.
They've ransacked this place.
There's not a soul around.
So much for...
what's his name?
- Gutierrez.
- Yeah.
I heard something.
Just your imagination.
- Here comes my imagination.
- Run for the banana field!
You know, you almost
got me killed back there.
That's gratitude for you.
- Thank you.
- Anytime.
Max? Leo?
Sir, I'm afraid
you've got the wrong idea.
I'm not a nun. See?
I'm an American.
My name is Patricia Goodwin.
I'm a legal secretary
from Los Angeles,
and I know you're
probably not gonna believe it,
but I'm down here visiting friends.
See? No nun!
Senorita.
Okay, Manuel, run away!
Run away!
Beat it!
Give me that thing.
- Where'd you get it, anyway?
- It's a gift from an old lover.
What?
We better get out of here
before those soldiers show up.
Nah, they've given up
on us by now.
I figure we've got about...
...twelve miles to the nearest town.
Is anybody hungry here
besides me?
Unless we can find Gutierrez.
Maybe we can find a guide there.
How much gold
do you think we'll find?
Tell me, Leo...
...if you had lots of money,
what would you do?
Buy a sailboat, I guess.
Sail around the world.
You gotta be kidding.
All the globe-hopping we've done,
and you want to sail around the world.
Just once.
Just once,
I want to do it in style.
No deserts, no jun--
No mosquitoes.
No guns.
Just sandy beaches,
sipping champagne
in fine restaurants,
gambling in casinos,
and women.
Man, I can't wait.
I don't remember inviting you.
You will.
Is there a shorter route
to this damn village?
Yes.
Hey! Don't wander off!
I'm gonna crash.
Okay, okay, I'm awake.
Damn it, Leo, I said--
It's gonna be one of those days.
Move!
- What if they find the dagger?
- The hell with the dagger.
We've gotta save our lives.
They're trying to decide
what to do with us.
Indecision...that's a good sign.
Got 'em just where we want 'em.
Stay cool, Leo.
No matter what happens,
let's just keep our heads.
We need a new plan.
Don't you think
it's a little late for that, Max?
Prepare to die, Yankees.
- He said--
- I know what he said.
What's he waiting on?
Are you in a hurry, Max?
I always said you were
too pretty for jungle work, Max.
Corky?
Hey, cut 'em free.
!Por mis amigos!
- Salud.
- Salud.
Yeah, it was right after Nam,
some snot nosed little second looey
had me kicked out of the corps.
- What'd you do?
- Only thing I could do.
I cut off the little bastard's ears.
I got 'em in a pickle jar.
Wanna see?
So, I kicked some butts
over in Africa for a while,
till the money ran out.
- How'd you get here?
- Blind chance.
Came down here on a drug run.
Heard about the fighting.
They got one rule down here.
- You can have what you can take.
- Plenty, right?
Right! Hell, they're killing each other--
I'm getting rich!
- Sounds dangerous.
- Nah, piece of cake.
Go on--he ain't never danced
with a girl before.
Hell, she's a looker.
What'll you take for her?
She's not for sale.
Watch this careful, now.
Give me room, son.
Give me room.
Goddamnit,
that son of a bitch moved!
He goddamn moved!
- No...
- Go on!
Hope you got life insurance!
Quiet! I can't concentrate.
Goddamn it,
he didn't move for you!
- I did it!
- He moved for me!
- I'm not playing with you anymore!
- Poor sport!
Biting the hand that fed you!
Those sons of bitches dropped us
right in the middle of a hornet's nest.
So...
...after four hours of fightin',
me and Max is the only ones
in the squad that ain't hit.
Guess what happens next?
They give up!
We whupped 'em so hard,
they must have thought
there was a thousand of us!
Oh, we had us some times, Max.
- You was a pretty good grunt.
- You made me that way.
Oh, hell, wasn't nothin' I did.
You got the charm, boy.
Can't nothin' kill you
if you got the charm.
Why don't you
stick around a while, Max?
It'd be great
fightin' side by