now being mobilized.
What still remains unexplained by the local authorities
is just how and where the former green beret
came into possession of the weapons
former Green Beret got the weapons
with which he allegedly killed one deputy sheriff
and tried to kill 6 others. Only their skilled training
in police enforcement techniques saved their lives.
And word now is that the fugitive will be
in custody an a matter of hours.
Maps Will.
Will, there's something you ought to know.
Talk to you later, OK?
What is it, Lester? Spit it out!
I was just talking to Mitch.
and he was saying that Galt and a couple
of deputies were a little hard on the guy.
Assholes!
Doesn't make one god dammed bit of difference.
Dave, and you know it!
If one of my deputies gets out of line with a
prisoner then the prisoner comes to me with it!
And if I find out it's like he says, I kick the deputy's ass!
Me, the law!
And that's the way it's gotta be.
People start fucking around with
the law and all hell breaks loose.
- Whatever possessed God in heaven to make a man like Rambo?
- God didn't make Rambo,
I made him.
Who the hell are you?
Sam Trautman. Colonel Samuel Trautman.
We're a little busy this morning, colonel,
what can we do for you?
- I've come to get my boy.
- Your boy?
I recruited him, I trained him,
I commanded him in Vietnam for 3 years.
I'd say that makes him mine.
I wonder why the Pentagon would send
a full bird a colonel to handle this?
The army thought I might be able to help.
I don't know in what way. Rambo's
a civilian now, he's my problem.
I don't think you understand.
I didn't come here to rescue Rambo from you.
I came to rescue you from him.
Well, we all appreciate your concern, Colonel.
We'll try to be extra careful.
- I'm just amazed he allowed any of your posse to live.
- Is that right?
Strictly speaking, he slipped up.
You're lucky to be breathing.
Great! Colonel, you came out here to find out
why one of your machines blew a gasket.
You don't want to except the fact that you're
dealing with an expert in guerilla warfare.
With a man who's the best. With guns,
with knives, with his bare hands.
An man who was trained to
ignore pain, ignore weather,
To live off the land... to eat things
that would make a billy goat puke.
In Vietnam, his job was to dispose of
enemy personnel, to kill... period.
Win by attrition.
Well, Rambo was the best!
OK, Colonel, now you've got us all scared to death, what do you
and the special forces think
we do with the psycho out there?
- Let him go.
- Do what?
- For now.
Defuse the whole situation, defuse him.
Provide a little gap and let him slip through it.
Then put out a nation wide APB.
In a couple of weeks you'll pick him up in Seattle or someplace,
working in a car wash.
There'll be no fight and nobody else will get hurt.
I do my own work. I don't figure the best way to do that is
to close my eyes and hope he gets picked up in Seattle!
If you send your people in there after him, they'll get killed.
We're just a small hick town sheriff's department,
colonel, but we're expected to do our duty
just like our heroes in the special forces.
- In Special Forces, we teach our people
to stay alive in the line of duty.
- No shit, I never thought of that!
- You want a war that you can't win?
- You telling me that 200 men against your boy
is a no win situation for us?
You send that many, don't forget one thing.
- What?
- A good supply of body-bags!
Trautman...
I don't know what side you're on, Trautman,
I still think you came out here just to cover your ass.
But if you're serious about taking Rambo clean, follow me.
State police calling John Rambo.
Acknowledge.
State police calling John Rambo.
Come in please. Acknowledge!
If you're listening, Rambo, here's
your situation: you are surrounded,
Every possible exit has been blocked,
every highway, every road, every fire break.
You have our word that your services
to your