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!
Though 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,
winner of the Congressional medal of honor.
survivor of countless incursions behind enemy lines
killed for vagrancy in Jerkwater, USA''
Don't give me any of that crap, Trautman!
You think Rambo was the only guy
who had a tough time in Vietnam.
- He killed a police officer for Christ sake!
- You're god damned lucky he didn't kill all of you.
This character! He comes waltzing in here
full of all kinds of good advice.
I wish we'd let that god damned maniac go loose...
so we could save our own asses!
Well, we saved our asses, Colonel.
And we didn't let him go loose.
The best man lost!
And he doesn't like it!
- How are you doin', Will?
- Hold my calls.
Have a seat.
Miss, can you do this again, please.
- Sure. - And for my friend...?
A shot of wild turkey.
If I was out of line before,
I just want to apologize.
None of that makes much difference now, does it?
No, I guess not.
I suppose
I just feel...
Like you were cheated out of your chance?
I wanted to kill that kid.
I wanted to kill him so bad, I could taste it.
Doesn't sit well with that badge.
It can get confusing sometimes.
In Vietnam you can bet that Rambo and I got pretty confused.
But we had orders.
When in doubt, kill.
But what the hell, you're a civilian. You can go home
to your wife, your house and flower garden.
You're under no pressure to figure all this out.
What about you colonel,
what did you figure out from all of this?
What would you have done with him if he came in?
Would you wrap your arms around him
give him a big sloppy kiss?
Or would you have blown his brains out?
I couldn't answer that until I met him face to face.
Well, there it is.
Just as well we never got a chance to find out.
Drive!
Don't look at me, look at the road.
That's how accidents happen.
What's your name?
- Cathcart, Robert A.
- What do you got in the back, Robert A.?
- M16s
OK, Robert A., get out of the truck.
- I don't got no beef with you.
- Go home!
Want to turn that up?
What's your story, Steamboat?
Looks like somebody pulled the plug too soon.
That Rambo guy? He's on the loose again.
Hey Will, it's Rambo! He's still around
- Holy fuck!
- Get out there right away. Move!
What the hell's going on?
Watch yourselves!
- They're all gonna blow!
Attention, all civilians!
For your own safety
please evacuate the streets immediately.
Remain indoors until you receive further instructions. I repeat:
This is a police emergency.
Please evacuate the streets immediately.
They found Rambo's body.
lt stole a truck and blew up a gas
station on the other side of town.
The kid is resilient.
Why don't you forget what you'