've got me down in DC.
I'm shining a seat with my ass.
I wish I was back in Bragg now.
We'll talk about that when you come in.
I can't do that, Sir.
Well, look, John, we can't have
you running around out there,
wasting friendly civilians.
- There are no friendly civilians.
- I'm your friend, Johnny.
I was there with you, knee
deep in blood and guts.
I covered your ass more than once!
Seems like bailing you out of trouble
is becoming a lifetime job for me!
There wouldn't be no trouble
except for that king shit cop!
All I wanted was something to eat.
But the man kept pushin', Sir.
Well, you did some
pushin' on 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!
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!
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,
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