'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 afraid of the boogie man?
You god damned pansy.
Put your gun down, I'll show you who the pansy is.
Knock it off! Ward, move out! The fight is out here!
He's out there waiting for you.
Mitch, get on your feet and move!
Go find this guy for Chrissakes!
Keep your eyes open!
See you later, Ward!
- Shut up, Mitch.
There he is!
Let them dogs loose, Orval!
Go get em sweethearts!
There's your dinner
Cease fire!
Goddammit I'm hit!
Jesus, he's got a gun.
That's not him, it's a God damned scarecrow.
No scarecrow that shot Orville, he's close.
Kill him! Go get him!
Go get him, Maggie!
Mitch, Ward, come here!
Shingleton, you cover us.
Look at his leg! - Mitch, get your belt. Make a
tourniquet around that.
We got to get this guy to a doctor.
- Get your belt on that fast! Where's the first-aid kit?
I left it in the car. Shit! Where did he
get that gun? - It's Galt's gun.
He's out of ammo.. - How do you know that?
- Because whatever killed that dog was no bullet.
Orval, listen. You have to stay awake.
You have to release the tourniquet every 15 minutes.
We got to get him. He's out of ammo.
He had no right to shoot my babies.
Get the son of a bitch!
OK, listen up
We're right on top of him. We're going to form
a skirmish line, 50 feet apart.
Keep moving, there's no way out of here, except through us.
OK, let's do some huntin'
Huntin'?
We ain't huntin' him, he's huntin' us!
Spread out, dammit!
I said 50 feet!
I hate this!
Will, it's Mitch!
Who is it?
What's up here?
- Shut up!
He's got Ward.
Spread out, I'll go this way.
Who's firing?
Who's firing there?
- I got him!
Shingleton, follow me!
I got him!
Help me!
Help me, Will!
Balford? Where the hell are you?
Shingleton, over here!
Easy now.
- Get me out of here!
Shingleton, where the hell are you?
I could have killed them all.
I could have killed you.
In town you're the law, out here, it's me.
Don't push it.
Don't push it, or I'll give you a war
you won't believe.
Let it go.
Let it go.
Move back.
How bad is the situation? Captain...
That's the only good thing about this business,
is the business you're doing in town.
Reporters are drinking the place dry.
You look like you're ready to keel over, Will.
Why don't you go home. It's my problem now.
Your problem? Listen Dave, don't give me any of your horsehit
about jurisdiction in this one, you understand?
- Would you like me to step outside?
- Finish up what you're doing.
Somewhere in this rugged mountain countryside,
possibly above the snow line,
shrouded in mist,
the fugitive, John Rambo, is hiding.
Units of the state police along with local members
of the national guard are