Where the hell are you?
In the village. We're in a bad way.
I could sure use your help.
Wild Card?
My men are professionals.
Now... even the children will die.
Yeah? You better keep your mouth shut.
I'll blow your head off right here.
Wild Card, your coordinates.
- Wild Card.
- Get in the hut.
Wild Card.
Wild Card.
- Goddammit.
- Hey, General.
I order you to leave
San Carlos airspace at once.
Why don't you shut the fuck up?.
Oh, boy.
Come on.
All right. Don't hit McCoy.
Yeah.
Ramon.
Page. You OK?
Never mind me. Cota got away.
The girl went after him that way.
- Help's here.
- All right.
Eagle One, Page is trapped in
the hut at one o'clock. The rest is yours.
All right.
Let's get 'em.
Let's go.
Go!
Hold it.
You were so good in bed.
It was worth it,
to kill your husband...
and your baby for you.
Don't... Iet... him... Iive.
Please...
You son of a bitch.
Kill me,
if you have the courage.
Hurry it up. Let's move out.
Page, where's Colonel McCoy?
He went in the jungle after Cota.
Eagle's Nest to Eagle One. Enemy aircraft
are 30 miles out. Return to sanctuary.
Understood.
Sir, Olmedo's gunships, 30 miles out.
All right. Let's move outta here.
Major Anderson, let's go.
Wild Card,
where the hell are you now?
About a mile north of the village.
You're coming toward me now.
Looks like a green carpet down there.
I can't see a damn thing.
You're near me.
You're above me now.
Drop two harnesses. I've got Cota.
Drop 'em.
Sir, radar reports gunships
20 miles out and closing.
Always the hard way, huh?
- Stop. You might hit Ramon.
- Wild Card.
What's going on?
Pull us up. Pull us up.
Oh, shit. We're hit. We're hit.
Climb. Climb. Get us outta here.
There they are. Quick.
Kill him. Cut the rope.
Cut the rope. Cut the rope.
Stabilise this goddamn thing.
Sergeant, cut the rope. Cut the rope.
Over here. Hurry up. Cut the rope.
Pull 'em up. Pull 'em up.
Shit.
Eagle's Nest to Eagle One. We're now
in position 12 miles off the coast.
The gunships are three miles from
your position. We're ready and waiting.
Gunships three miles out, sir.
All right. Head out to sea.
You son of a bitch.
You're dead.
You remember your friend
and his beautiful wife?
I think I'll kill you personally,
like I did them.
Because you know I'm gonna walk
out of that court, just like I did before.
And I think I'll double the shipments
of cocaine to America next year.
And then again a year after that,
until the cocaine flows like a river
in your pathetic country.
And your government can't stop it.
You see, cocaine can buy
anything and anybody
at any time that I want.
You think so? Guess what.
Not today, asshole.Let me see
what's on cameras one and four.
Come on. I know you're here somewhere.
Three years I've been waiting
to nail your sorry ass.
We might have something here.
Punch me up, please.
That's his bodyguard
who's always with him.
And there's Cota.
Welcome to our little party. Page,
Cota has arrived. He's coming in now.
He's wearing a cape and a silver mask.
Tell your men to keep their eyes open.
This is Page to all operatives.
Cota is on his way in.
Keep him under strict surveillance.
Holy shit!
Get a load of the melons
on the belly dancer.
OK, now just keep your eyes on Cota.
Finally you get Cota outside San Carlos.
This is gonna be
the biggest bust of the decade.
All right.
All agents are in position.
Page,
tell your agents to move in. Now!
Move in. Repeat, move in.
Ramon Cota,
you're under arrest for drug...
What the...?
Who the hell is this?
Oh, shit.
We've been set up.
Where's Cota?
Where's Ramon Cota, damn you?
I don't recognize you. If you can't show
me an invitation, I order you to leave.
Agent Page,
don't you know by now
that it's not possible to arrest me
or even disrupt my business activities?
But it is possible to annoy me and<

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