you hear me?
He's up there behind the draw.
Mitch, get Orval on the radio. Tell him to get out
here with his damned dogs right away.
Tell him to bring the Dobermen! lt's gonna rain,
we need dogs that can hunt on sight.
Lester, tell Paul to get out to the
lumber camp to get the helicopter up here.
If they give him any shit, tell him to site
him for obstruction right on the spot.
We'll get him.
No problem.
Go on, Hooch! Thunder, lets get him!
Come on sweethearts
We'll get him!
Won't be long before he's stuffed and mounted.
- make him into a bear rug.
Didn't we go hunting here last year?
Ya I got a couple of bucks last year.
Mitch, up the hill!
Get these hounds away from me, Orval!
I don't trust those bastards.
Keep moving, my dogs can eat
and run at the same time!
He's going straight to the top.
- Isn't that supposed to be dangerous? - He's just dumb!
Hey, you're spoiling the scent.
Let my babies do their job!
This is no good.
- Why?
there were three of us in the cell block down there.
He went through us like we weren't even there.
Come on!
We've got him, he's trapped!
- Art, he's heading for Chapman's gorge.
Head him off!
There he is! On the cliff!
Son of a bitch!
What the hell's going on?
What are you doing?
We're just supposed to spot him!
Hold it steady.
- I can't, we're in a thermal draft.
He's stuck there, he can't go any place.
If you don't ride this thing right
I swear to God, I'll kill you!
Sheriff to Galt! Come in Galt.
Hold it steady, you son of a bitch!
Galt, come in, God damn it!
Get closer and hold it steady!
- Galt, talk to me! I want to know what's going on.
I got him... easy now.
Over there, dummy! Come on!
Hey, soldier boy!
Galt, get on this radio! What's going on up there?
I don't want him dead, Galt, I want him alive!
You hear me? Art, come in!
Art Galt, come in!
Helicopter, come, dammit!
Christ, look!
Jesus Christ, give me the binoculars!
Oh no! Shit!
- I can't figure it. How did fall out?
- Does it matter?
Let's nail this sucker's ass...
he can't be far.
Look!
Looks like he wants to turn himself in.
There's one man is dead. lt's not my fault.
I don't want any more hurt.
Freeze!
Stay there and give yourself up!
But I didn't do anything!
I'm warning you, boy, don't make a move, I'll blow your head off!
I didn't do anything!
Cease fire!
Ward, God damn it, cease fire!
I think we hit him.
Let's get down there. Move
Sheriff to base, come in.
Go ahead, Will?
Lester, we're down in the gorge. Galt's dead alright.
Where the hell is that god damned chopper?
He won't come, Will. Says there's a storm heading your way.
I don't give a god damned what's on its way.
I want the chopper back here right now!
I don't want Galt's body out here all night.
You sure picked one hell of a guy to mess around with.
Just came over the Teletype a few minutes ago.
John Rambo is a Vietnam vet,
A Green Beret, Congressional medal of honor.
Guy's a war hero.
- Jesus, that freak?
- I knew there was something about that guy!
I double checked it, Will.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to do what told you to do.
Dod damn it. Get that chopper back here now, out.
A Green Beret!
War hero!
- That's great! That's just great!
- Shut your mouth!
What the hell's the matter with you guys?
He's one man... wounded.
Those Green Berets... they're real bad asses.
Why don't you let the State Police handle this?
Look at him! Goddammit!
Look. Look at him!
That's Art Galt, boy!
He and I were friends when your momma
was still wiping your nose!
Now he's dead. Because of that psycho out there!
Now you listen good:
I'm gonna get that son of a bitch and I'm gonna pin
that Congressional medal of honor to his liver.
And I'm gonna do it with you or without you.
We're closin' in, the scent's getting
stronger. - Keep your eyes open.
It's going to storm, that's all we need now!
Will, let's get out of here before it gets dark.
What's the matter, you