Got himself killed in 'Nam...
Didn't even know it. Cancer ate him down to the bone.
I'm sorry, I didn't know.
I'm the last one, sir.
It's good to hear your voice, Johnny,
it's been a long time.
Look, John, you've done some damage here, but they
don't want any more trouble. - He's North-west.
That's why I've come.
I'm gonna come in and fly you the hell out.
Just you and me. We'll work this out together.
Is that fair enough?
- Where'd you come from, Sir?
- Bragg.
I tried to get in touch with you but the guys
at Bragg never knew where to find you.
Well, I haven't been spending much time there lately,
they've got me down in DC. I'm shining a seat with my ass.
I wish I was back in Bragg now.
- We'll talk about that when you come in.
- I can't do that, Sir.
Well, look, John, we can't have you running around
out there wasting friendlies and civilians.
- There are no friendly civilians.
- I'm your friend, Johnny.
I was there with you, knee deep in blood and guts.
I covered your ass more than once.
Seems like bailing you out of trouble
is becoming a life long job for me.
There wouldn't be any trouble
if it wasn't for that king shit cop.
All I wanted was something to eat.
- But the man kept pushing sir.
- You did some pushing on your own, John.
They drew first blood, not me.
Let me come in and get you the hell out of there.
They drew first blood.
Rambo, are you still reading me?
Company leader to Raven!
Rambo, acknowledge!
He's finished, Colonel
We've got a real good fix on him though. Come first light,
I'm gonna put every man I got up on that ridge.
Then we'll get him my way.
Dammit.
God dammit!
Come on move it!
Does this guy got a gun?
There's the guy the cops are shootin' at.
- I see him! - I'll get him.
Don't shoot!
This way! Let's go!
There he is! Come on!
Now we got him!
Yes, I know exactly where it is.
Now listen to me very carefully!
Surround the area with every man you got, but don't move in.
Don't do anything till I get there!
And no shooting! I don't want him dead, I want him alive!
Keep firing!
Go on, guys, shoot!
Come on!
You guys are great!
Steve. I want you and Bruce, head around
these trees go to the front of that mine.
Screw that, Clinton, I ain't goin up there!
- No way!
Brandon, I want you to go into that mine.
- Not me.
What do you mean, not me?
- I do this part time, I didn't come here to get killed.
He's probably waiting for us.
What's wrong with you, Clinton?
Rambo?
This is Lieutenant Clinton Morgan.
National Guard leader.
I'm giving you just 3 zero seconds
to come on out.
Who's got the rocket launcher?
- I do. - Come here, Earl.
Rambo. This is your last chance to come out!
Maybe we should wait.
Earl, this creep is a killer! Besides,
I'm in charge and I say we blow it up.
Now fire that thing!
Just let me get out of the way first.
Give that man a cigar!
Bull's eye!
- Where the hell are they?
- Up the hill about 500 yards.
Move in a little closer just like Iwa Jima.
I don't believe it! Idiots!
One more for "Soldier of Fortune"!
What the hell do you think this is... some kind of circus?
Get the hell out of here!
Clinton, Jesus! Didn't you get the word, Clinton,
I told you people to wait until I got up here.
Well, he was shooting at us, Will!
I wasn't taking any chances.
What a mess.
We have to dig his body out of there right away.
You can't get a dozer up here,
you have to find somebody to dig him out.
- lt's your mess, Clinton! You clean it up.
- Will, come on... I gotta be back at the drug store tomorrow.
You'd better get started right away, Clinton!
Buried in a hole by a bunch of
God damned weekend warriors!
Thought you said he was the best you ever trained.
However he may have ended up, there
was a time when he was very special.
'Special' my ass. He's just another drifter that broke the law.
- Vagrancy, wasn't it?
That's gonna look real great on his gravestone
in Arlington: ''Here lies John Rambo,