your own, John! They drew first blood, not me. Look Johnny... Let me come in, and get you the hell outta there. They drew first blood... Rambo! Are you still reading me? Company leader to Raven! Rambo, acknowledge! He's all finished, Colonel! We've got a real good fix on him now. Come first light, I'm gonna put every man I got upon that ridge. Then we'll get him my way! Goddammit. Goddammit! Come on, move it! Let's go! Does this guy got a gun? There's the guy the cops are shootin' at! I see him over there, I'll get 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've got, but don't move in. I repeat: 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! Come on guys, shoot! Come on! You guys are great! - All right, Steve. - Yo! I want you and Bruce, head around these trees, go to the front of that mine. Screw that Clint, but I ain't goin' up there! No way! - Brandon? - What? - I want you to go into that mine. - No, not me! What do you mean, not me?! Look, I do this part time, I didn't come here to get killed. He's probably just waitin' for us! What's wrong with you, Clinton? Rambo! This is Lieutenant Clinton Morgan. National Guard leader. And I'm giving you just 3.0 seconds to come on out. Who's got the rocket launcher? - I do. - Come here, Earl. Right! 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 outta 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! All right, one more for "Soldier of Fortune"! Soldier of Fortune?! Dammit, what the hell do you think this is, some kind of a circus? Get the hell outta 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! Come on! 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're gonna have to find somebody to dig him out! It'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! Shit! Buried in a hole by a bunch of goddamned 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 was just another drifter that broke the law. Vagrancy, wasn't it? That's gonna look real good 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 goddamned lucky he didn't kill all of you... This character! He comes waltzing in here, full of all kinds of good advice. And wished we'd let that goddamned maniac go on the loose, so we could save our own asses! Well, we saved our asses, Colonel! And we didn't let him go on the loose. The best man lost! And he doesn't like it! - How you doin', Will? - Hold my calls. Colonel? Have a seat. Oh miss, can you do this again, please? - Oh 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 outta your chance? I wanted to kill that kid. ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Новый Гулливер на английском - текст Токийские сумерки на английском - текст Каратель на английском - текст Терминатор: Да придёт спаситель на английском - текст Красная жара на английском |