on.
We'll go see Fogerty tomorrow.
Argentina charging for the ball.
Martinez of Argentina takes a spill.
The umpire calls time.
- Stop right there.
- All right, turn around.
Walk.
You can see, ladies and gentlemen,
why Raъl Salinas is a nine-grader.
Last year,
he was Arena Player of the Year.
Final score:
San Carlos 4,
Argentina 1.
Are you crazy, Major Chavez?
You are one very lucky SOB.
- Page, what are you doing here?
- That doesn't matter.
What does matter is
you're leaving and never coming back.
I coulda had him. I was so close.
You were close, amigo.
We were all close,
but we've got to do this thing right.
Take a seat, Miguel.
This is a very sad day
for me.
I have been betrayed by one of you.
No, Ramon. It cannot be.
Name this scum.
I will order his execution.
It is not necessary. I have my own ways
of dealing with traitors.
Miguel,
have you discovered the identity
of the one who has been informing
the DEA of my operations?
No, Ramon, not yet.
Why is that, my brother?
Is it possible
that you have not found the man
because you are that man?
No, Ramon, no.
I love you like a brother.
You know I would die for you.
I am very glad to hear that, Miguel.
You were the only one
I trusted with my travel plans.
Him, I loved.
They won't forget me, you son of a bitch.
You're gonna die.
Please.
Andrй, UPI.
Any word on the DEA hostages
in San Carlos?
They're alive. That's all we know.
Lucille, Washington Post.
What about the rumor that an officer
in your top-secret commando unit
tried to infiltrate into San Carlos and
was brutally murdered by Ramon Cota?
I have no commando unit
under my command,
nor am I aware of
the existence of any such force.
General.
The DEA has received
heavy criticism for its failure
to slow the flow of narcotics into the US.
Do you believe that the army
will have more success?
All right, listen up, ladies and gentlemen.
It's very difficult to deal with
a country like San Carlos
where a large percentage of the cocaine
entering the United States originates,
where the military Chief of Staff,
General Olmedo,
grows coca
on a private farm
the size of Rhode Island,
where a drug king like Ramon Cota
can live like an oriental potentate
without any fear of extradition,
and where President Alcazar is afraid
to do anything about it for fear of a coup.
Good morning.
Ladies and gentlemen,
General Taylor has slapped the face
of every honest citizen of San Carlos.
Certainly, we have
a narcotics problem in our country
and we are struggling against it.
But if America accuses us
of being a nation of drug pushers,
then we accuse America
of being a nation of drug addicts.
What's going on, General?
Ramon sent us a video tape.
Three of our agents in San Carlos,
including Page, were captured by Ramon.
We have verification.
What about Bobby?
They won't forget me, you son of a bitch.
You're gonna die.
They're gonna remember me.
I'd love to go after this asshole.
You.
These are aerial recon photos
of Ramon's compound made yesterday.
The fortress is unapproachable.
There's over one hundred armed men
in sight in these shots here.
Take more than an infiltration unit
to extract those agents.
Take a goddamn invasion.
Plus, there's only one road
to the top of the mountain.
All switchbacks,
heavily guarded on all three sides.
Most mountains have four sides.
Yeah.
But the fourth side
of this particular mountain
is a sheer wall of granite.
Straight up.
They say it's unclimbable.
- I asked not to be disturbed.
- But you're wanted on the red phone, sir.
Back in one minute, Colonel.
That was the President.
He just viewed the video tape I left him
of Ramon torturing Major Chavez.
He blew his stack.
He called President Alcazar in San Carlos
and threatened to withdraw
economic aid if he didn't cooperate.
All right.
Now,