Mitch, get Orval on the radio.
Tell him to get out here with
his damned dogs right away.
And tell him to bring the Dobermen!
It's gonna rain, we'll need
dogs that can hunt on sight.
Lester, tell Paul to get
out to the lumber camp
to get the helicopter up here.
If they give him any shit, tell him to
site him for obstruction
right on the spot.
We'll get him!
No problem.
Go on, Hooch! Thunder, lets get him!
Come on, sweethearts!
Let's go get him, babies!
Won't be long before he's
stuffed and mounted, huh Will?
Make him into a bear rug!
Didn't we go hunting here up last year?
Yeah, I got a couple of bucks last year!
Hey Mitch, up the hill!
Get those hounds away from me,
Orval! I don't trust those bastards!
Keep moving, my dogs can
eat and run at the same time!
He's going straight to the top.
Isn't that supposed to be dangerous?
He's just dumb!
Hey, you're spoiling the scent.
Let my babies do their job!
- This is no good.
- Why?
There were three of us in
the cell block down there!
He went through us like
we weren't even there!
Oh, come on!
We've got him, go ahead, he's trapped!
Art, Art! This is Teasle, he's
heading for Chapman's gorge.
Chapman's gorge! Head him off!
There he is! On the cliff!
Son of a bitch!
What the hell's going on?
What are you doing? We're
just supposed to spot him!
- Hold it steady.
- I can't! We're in a thermal draft!
He's stuck there, he can't go any place.
If you don't ride this thing right,
I swear to God, I'll kill you!
Sheriff to Galt! Come in Galt.
Hold it steady, you son of a bitch!
Galt, come in, goddamn it!
Get closer and hold it steady!
Galt, talk to me, damn it! I
want to know what's going on!
I got him...easy now.
There he is!
Over there, dummy! Come on!
Hey, soldier boy!
Galt, I'm tellin' you to get on this
radio! What's going on up there?
I don't want him dead, Galt,
I want him alive! You hear me?
Art, come in!
Art Galt, come in!
Helicopter, come in, goddamn it!
Christ, look!
Jesus Christ, gimme the binoculars!
Oh no, no, no! Shit!
I can't figure it...How did he fall out?
Does it matter?
Let's nail this sucker's
ass...He can't be far!
Will!
Looks like he wants to turn himself in!
There's one man dead. It's not my
fault. I don't want any more hurt.
Freeze!
Stay right where you
are and give yourself up!
But I didn't do anything!
I'm warning you, boy, don't make
a move, I'll blow your head off!
I didn't do anything!
Cease fire! Cease fire!
Ward, goddamn it, cease fire!
I think we hit him. Let
us get down there. Move!
Sheriff to base, come in.
Go ahead, Will.
Lester, we're down in the gorge.
Galt's dead, alright? Where the
hell is that goddamned chopper?
He won't come, Will. Says
there's a storm heading your way.
I don't give a goddamned
what's on its way.
I want that chopper back here right now!
I don't want Gault's
body out here all night.
Listen, Will. 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.
He's 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 I
told you to do, goddamn it!
Get that chopper back here now! Out.
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. Look at him...look at
him! That's Art Gault, boy!
He and I were friends when your
momma was still wiping your nose!
Now he's dead. He's dead!
Because of that psycho out there!
Now you listen boy,
you listen to me 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