Morgan must have picked up my folder.
Wylie, I told you
never to come back here!
- I gotta find something.
- You scared me to death!
The door's unlocked. It might've
been me coming through there.
- It was you!
- That's what I was warning you about.
- Morgan? Where's Morgan?
- What?
In the bathroom. What do you want?
When I picked him up yesterday,
he got my stuff by mistake.
- What are you looking for?
- Some data sheets.
There's shit going on at the plant.
I need Brank's printouts.
They prove the DYP doesn't work.
- What trouble are you in this time?
- Don't start!
Oh, my God! Here they are.
Thank God for that!
Why are you doing this?
What's happened to
everybody's favourite clown?
The man who laughed away 10 years,
screwing up both our lives.
- Wylie...
- Listen...
I realise that if I were in the Army,
with my luck,
I'd be the poor schmuck
in that tank that's about to blow up.
You didn't screw up my life.
I probably said you did,
but I never really meant it.
I gotta get home!
God, please don't let my blood
spill out on these foreign shores.
I wanna see my belly dancer again!
- What? I got the base again!
- Patch me into the radio. Hurry!
Guys, you got Landry, Niner Niner.
What's up? We lost contact.
No!
Oh, shit!
They're in worse shape than us.
We were better off lost.
Jenning, can you make it back here?
No, we're stuck here too, Captain.
It looks bad.
You just hold tight, man!
Captain, it's the XM-10, it's Landry.
Damn it, where you been? Come on!
Come on!
I bet you were worried
about us, huh, sir?
- Landry... Thank God you're here!
- Must have made a wrong turn.
Jenning's platoon's pinned down
in that village, looking to be wiped out.
War is hell, sir.
We got separated from the other tanks,
the rocket launchers are out.
So you're all we got left.
You're goin' in, man.
- Me? For what?
- To get the troops out!
Wait, you don't understand, sir.
I have a very inexperienced crew here.
Being lost put me under
tremendous mental stress.
We wanna get some cocoa
and mellow out for the rest of the night.
But the cocoa can wait because...
Go down in the tank.
Me and my boys are going to show them
what being in the Army is all about.
Lieutenant Landry out.
Boys, we're screwed, blue and tattooed.
Hold onto your prayer rugs,
we're goin' in.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we're approaching three minutes to test.
- Harvey, is it ready?
- I think somebody spilled coffee on it.
If you motivate in this direction,
I'll show you something.
This is a simulation of our tank
under battle conditions.
- Your company put this together?
- Not the console, no...
But this piece of furniture
would look attractive in your den.
- Provided that contract comes through.
- Frank, please!
- Sonya, are we gonna make it?
- The vacuum ionisation gauge is OK.
We double-checked. Don't worry.
- Take a closer look.
- This is the heart of the...
- The heart of the guidance system.
- One minute to test.
Oh, we have one minute.
One minute, thank you.
That's not necessary.
We're on a peace mission.
Look, I'm turning the other cheek.
All right, you little desert rodents,
now you die.
No, ladies, I was just kidding!
I love children.
You crazy desert bitch!
Oh, my God!
It's up at 60 megahertz almost,
we're hoping for that. 70 is excruciating.
Start the strobe.
Don't worry about the pulsating effect.
That's supposed to happen.
- 60 hertz. Maximum.
- Stop the strobe!
Maximum attained.
60 hertz, no problem.
Better find another road. Back her up.
Somebody's tank
was already barbecued.
WAM! She's located next to the DYP.
This is the automatic
mission assignment.
There's our calibration scope coming in,
just as we predicted.
A helicopter's coming, look out!
- What was that?
- A jet plane, Frank.
I'll tell you, that's worth 133 points.
Activate the 50 calibre. I'm gonna
teach this desert cowboy a lesson.
You're gonna see what happens
when you mess around