I can't do anything about it.
I'm sorry.
I just thought you should know.
What about me?
About you?
Can you get me in?
You're not serious.
Oh yeah, I'm serious.
It can't be done officially.
Make it unofficial.
If it can be done, I want you to
know upfront of your capture,
or any of this leaks,
we'll deny any participation, or
even knowledge of your existence.
I'm used to it.
We'll get back.
You want to buy? Many guns here!
No. I'm looking for Mousa Chanin.
- What's your name?
- John Rambo.
Wait here.
They sell many in Afghanistan.
Many landmines.
Landmines everywhere.
I am Mousa Chanin.
What is it you want?
I was sent by Griggs.
You do not look like
men Griggs sent before.
You not look like you are with military.
I'm not.
What you are? A mercenary?
No.
You're not a military, you're
not a mercenary, what are you?
Lost tourist?
I'm not a tourist.
Sorry.
Do you know where the American is?
Yes. In a Soviet fort.
Near the village of Khost,
30 miles over the border.
Mr. Griggs sent you the
supplies you asked for.
You wish to see them now?
Yeah.
Is this what you asked for?
Yeah.
Never seen these things
before. What are these?
- Detonators.
- And this?
What is this for?
It's blue light.
What does it do?
It turns blue.
I see.
Can you tell me how many
more men come with us?
There's no rescue team. There's just me.
Just you? Come on, this is no good!
I can not take only one man to the fort.
You need more men to help.
Griggs said you'd take
me there. Take me there!
I am meant to take medical supplies,
if I not take it, many people will die.
Do you understand?
Well, I do not know who you really are,
but by the way you look, I can see
you have no experience in war. Do you?
Come on, do you?
I've fired a few shots.
A few shots?
Come on, maybe you should go back home,
and think it all over again.
For a very long time.
I did think it over.
You did?
Well, this is your choice.
But let me tell you, you can
not get this American alone.
If you fail, do not blame me.
I will accept no responsibility.
Sounds familiar.
My name is Colonel Zaysen,
Regional Commander of this sector.
You're here as the first
American captured in Afghanistan.
Congratulations.
I believe you're planning to
supply enemy rebels forces
with Stinger missiles, intending
to destroy Soviet aircraft.
If I'm gonna be interrogated,
I wanna be interrogated
by your superiors.
Out here, I have no superiors.
I am in full command.
You're alone here.
Abandoned by your government.
- What do you want?
- Cooperation.
This sector has been under
total control for over five years.
There's little more I can do here.
It is, as you say, without challenges.
If you supply to me
worth information about most
stinger missiles
you're planning to deliver,
it could provide a way
out of this further post.
After all, the end what
everyone really wants...
...is peace.
The Kremlin's got a hell
of a sense of humor.
Please explain.
You talk peace and
disarmament to the world,
and here you are, wiping
out a race of people.
We are wiping out no one.
I think you're too intelligent
to believe such a propaganda!
Now again: where are the missiles?
I don't know anything
about any missiles!
Of course you do!
But you do not seem to realize
I'm providing a way out for us both.
You expect sympathy?
You started this damn war,
now you have to deal with it!
And we will. It is just a matter of time
before we achieve a complete victory.
You know there won't be a victory.
Everyday, your war machines lose
ground to a bunch of poorly armed,
poorly equiped freedom-fighters!
The fact is that you
underestimated your competition.
If you studied your History,
you'd know this people
never gave up to anyone.
They'd rather die than be
slaves to an invading army.
You can't defeat a people like that.
We tried. We already had our Vietnam!
Now you're gonna have yours!
So, you wish to test me.