Hangfire (1991) - full transcript

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[WATER RUNNING]

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMS]

BOTH:

♪ Ring around the rosy

♪ A pocketful of posies

♪ Ashes, ashes...

[BOTH SCREAMING]

[LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

She's special,

ain't she, Billy?

BILLY: I think she has

to be to marry you.

Thanks for being

here, Billy.

Oh! Listen...

I wouldn't miss

this for the world.

It was worth it just

to see your knees rattle.

[LAUGHING]

Oh... [SIGHS]

Nancy, I am so glad

you came.

Stop, I wouldn't have

missed it for the world.

Oh...

That looks interesting.

Yeah, I like that.

Table looks wonderful,

let's try it.

[MUSIC STOPS]

[BAND PLAYING

SOLEMN TUNE]

Sure is one pretty lady.

Hmm, yeah.

Go on, don't be shy.

Ask her to dance.

Go on, go on, go on.All right.

Hold this till I get back

and try not to drink it all.

[CHUCKLING]

Montoya, could I dance

with my wife?

Well, where have

you been?

Out hustling women.

Oh, why did I

even marry you?

Don't know, maybe it's

my incredible charm

and intellect.

Oh, maybe.

Your friend thinks it's

because I felt sorry for you.

That sounds like him.[LAUGHING]

I really like him, Isaac,

he's so funny.

And I think

he loves you

very much.

Yeah, well, that's too bad

'cause I'm already married.

Mmm...Listen, Maria, do me

a favor, will you?

Hmm.Don't let Billy hear you

calling me Isaac.

Why? It's your name.Yeah, I know that.

It's just that, well,

I always went by Ike

when I was in the service.

And Isaac...

Well, he just doesn't...

[SIGHS]

He'd never let

me forget it.

Okay?

Okay. Ike.

And don't go trying to analyze

it too much either,

I know it's your job.

I won't. Ike.

Hmm. [LAUGHING]

[SPEAKING INCOHERENTLY]

One more.

[SPEAKING INCOHERENTLY]

A toast. Tequila.

Tequila.Tequila.

Whoa! Boy!

[LAUGHING]

[MUMBLING]

I am resting.

I am resting.

Good night, Mom.

Good night, Mom.

Good night, sleepy.

Oh, I don't think I have

ever seen any man drink

that much tequila.

How's he going to be

able to fly tomorrow?

Don't worry about him.

You just make sure that

you're here right after

work with that car...

Hmm....like you promised.

'Cause as soon as old Billy's

on that plane, you and me

are going...

BOTH: Honeymooning.[BOTH LAUGHING]

IKE: Ah![BOTH LAUGHING]

Oh!Ow!

Oh, I don't know if

I should let you do

this until the honeymoon.

Because you know, I, um...

I really wanted the first time

to be really special.

It was special.

And the time after that,

and the time after that...[GIGGLING]

...and the time after that,

they were all special.

Wait. You think it was wrong

that I wore white?

Oh...

INMATE: Yo, Kutner,

give 'em hell.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[HORN HONKING]

Pass me, you dumb shit!

Sorry, I'm late.

Mr. Kutner, I believe

you know Mr. Allen

and Miss Montoya.

Or rather I should

say Mrs. Slayton.

Congratulations, Maria, we do

apologize for delaying

your honeymoon,

but this shouldn't

take too long.

Now, Mr. Kutner,

this is what, your

third time before the board.

I'm sure you're familiar with

the procedure by now.

Is there anything you would

like to say on your behalf?

Would it make

any difference?

This is a bunch of

horseshit anyway.

You people don't intend

to let me out.

So why are you

wasting my time?

EXAMINER: Now,

wait a minute,

Mr. Kutner.

We haven't decided

on anything yet.

Our decision on granting your

parole is entirely up to you.

We just want to know,

have the last seven years

made any difference

at all to you?

What do you think?

Well, we're asking you,

Mr. Kutner.

You wanna know, if, um,

I'm sorry for what I did?

Do you wanna know

if I've been

rehabilitated?

Mr. Allen?

Twenty years ago,

when I prosecuted

this man,

he never displayed a shred

of remorse for strangling

the life

out of an eight-year-old girl.

Eight years old.

And we know there were

plenty more of them,

that were never found.

Don't we, John?

You've heard Mr. Kutner.

Gentlemen, I think his

attitude speaks for itself.

He hasn't changed.

And he doesn't care.

The board should absolutely

deny parole to this man.

He's still a very

sick individual.

I love you, too,

sweet lips.

[BREAKS PENCIL]That's enough.

Mrs. Slayton?

[CLEARS THROAT]

As you can see,

continued periodic

evaluations

have shown Mr. Kutner to

be sociopathic and quite

resistant to rehabilitation.

He's very angry, very hostile

and very violent.

I would definitely consider

him a threat to society.

And, like Mr. Allen, would

strongly recommend

denial of parole.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[HORN HONKING]

[HORN HONKING]

[HORN HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

CAPTAIN: Warden, we've got

a truck full of bromine

split open down here.

Toxic gas cloud

is headed your way.

One whiff of that stuff,

and you'll be dead

before you know it.

It's deadly poison.

But I hope to hell

you're sure of one thing.

Are you absolutely certain

that thing is moving this way?

That's affirmative, Warden.

Wind's taking it dead east.

I'd say it'll reach

the prison in less

than 15 minutes.

No, no, sir.

They say there's no way

to shut it down.

All we can do is let it empty

and wait for it to dissipate.

All right.

All right, Captain, look,

I'll check in with you

when we're ready to roll.

Thank you.

[SIGHS] Well, that

confirms it. It's bromine gas

and it's toxic.

I don't think

it's that serious.

We can't take any chances.

We'll bus the population

north on the highway and

wait until it passes.

But, Warden, do you realize

how many men we're talking

about evacuating here?

Get the goddamn buses

in the yard, Tom, and let's

get this show on the road.

[ALARMS WAILING]

This is the Warden.

We're conducting an emergency

evacuation of the prison.

Repeat, an emergency

evacuation.

All prisoners are to be

taken to the yard.

Prison personnel are advised to follow emergency evacuation procedures,

and take extra precautions.

This is an emergency

evacuation.

All prisoners are to be

removed from cells

and taken to the yard

as quickly as possible.

Follow evacuation procedure.

Repeat, this is

an emergency evacuation.

I'm getting my ass

paroled anyway.

Whoa now!

[GRUNTING]You just better

behave yourself.

Remember, Doc, I'm angry,

violent and hostile.

[ALARMS WAILING][INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

If you say a word,

I'll break your neck.

Yo, take us with you.

You're on your own.

You can't just walk out

of here, you know.

I wasn't planning

on walking.

Patch! Patch!

I'm splitting this

place, you coming?

Oh. Are you kidding?

I am with you, man.

Warden, we have a problem.

Uh, I'll talk to you later.

Now walk to that bus

like you fucking

own this place.

There!

Chase, look after her.

Drive.

Close that gate!

Stop the bus!

No firing, damn it!

Hold your fire,

hold your fire.

Hold your fire.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

God damn it, what the hell

are you doing, John?

Trying to get us all killed?

Yeah, John,

that's what I wanna know.

What the hell do you

think you're doing?

[SIRENS WAILING]

Shit, they're coming, man.

The bastards are right

behind us.

Get away.

If you're gonna block it,

Lieutenant, I suggest you

do it quick.

I know where he's headed.

Right straight for

the Mexican border.

Where the hell's

he taking us?

It's like 40 miles

to the border!

I'm going home, compadres.

Yoo-hoo!I didn't sign up for any

fucking Mexican joyride.

Hang on!

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

Whoo!

That was just fucking great!

What's the matter,

you got a problem, Kincaid?

Fuck me, I got a problem.

Some of us aren't hard timers

like you and Kutner.

I've only got a few years

left, and I don't need

more time now.

Shut the fuck up!

What the hell?

Don't hate, man.

[BRAKES SCREECHING]

[OPENS BUS DOOR]

All right.

Anyone wants out,

this is your chance.

Stay or go.

You better decide

pretty damn quick.

I'm with you, Kutner.

Me, too.

Kincaid?

Anyone else?

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What the hell is that?Staties roadblock.

Oh, great, Kutner.

Now what? Can't

outrun them in this thing,

that's for goddamn sure.

Hey, John, I used to work

a mine, an old copper town

called Sonora.

About a quarter mile back

there's a road leading

straight in.

How far to the town?About a mile, mile and a half.

It's near empty, now the mine

is dead, couldn't be more

than about 50 people.

We could use more hostages.Uh-huh, and weapons.

All right,

in the cars,

let's go.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[SIRENS WAILING]

CAPTAIN: Looks like they're

headed for Sonora. I'll try

to radio the sheriff.

We are in pursuit.

OFFICER: Be advised there's

a hostage on that bus.

Just try and contain

until we can get some backup.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Let's go.

Let's go, guys.

KUTNER: Come on,

come on, come on.

All right, round them up.

East of town, repeat, there is a bus load of escaped prisoners coming your way.

Do you copy?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Sonora sheriff, do you copy?

Over.

[GASPS]

Good morning, chief.

This here is your

wake-up call.

[SIRENS WAILING]

All right, listen up,

I want two-men teams.

One rifle on each team.

I want you to go door-to-door,

bring back hostages,

weapons, guns, knives...

What about those cops?

Oh, don't worry

about the cops.

Believe me, they won't move

on us, we got plenty of

protection right in here.

What about some

fucking food?

You and your fucking hunger,

get out of here.

There's some trouble again.

[MOANING]

[IKE CHUCKLING]

Something wrong, sweet pea?

Should have

stopped me, man.

You should have

just taken it away.

[CHUCKLING]

A true friend would not let

that happen to a brother

in the house.

Oh, my God.

Never again, Lord,

never again.

Well, Lord ain't

stupid, Billy.

Drink this.

What is it?

Black coffee

and a little hair

of the pooch.

[GROANS] Oh, boy!

You hear those sirens?What sirens?

Hey, you are the sheriff

in this town, ain't you?

You know what a siren

sounds like?Uh-huh.

Talking about that damn siren.

Oh... It woke me up.

The freaking head buster.

Where the hell

were you?

Maybe I was

in the shower.

You sure it was

a siren?

Yeah, it was a siren.

Didn't you hear it?

[KNOCKING]There is Maria.

You're gonna be ready for

the airport in one hour?

An hour?

Aw, man, you got

to be shitting me.

[MUMBLING]

An hour...

Try not to throw up.

NEWSCASTER:

Here's the news bulletin.

A bus load of prisoners escaped from the State Penitentiary just an hour ago.

[GROANING] These men are

armed and dangerous.

Last seen headed

for the town of Sonora.

Don't even blink, pal.

Check the place out.

Hurry up, Albert.

Albert?

Albert!

Okay, pal, start walking.

Move!

I said, keep moving,

you prick.

What the hell are you

doing, jackass?

Get off that plate, man.

Easy, easy.

Why don't you just

stay for coffee, huh?

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS

OVER RADIO]

[WHISTLES]

Looks like we got

a Mexican standoff.

Damn!What?

They got Maria's father.

[EXHALES] Oh, God.

So, LT,

how are we gonna

play this one?

Papa.[MAN OVER RADIO

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[BOTH SPEAKING SPANISH]

MAN OVER RADIO: Be advised that a National Guard Unit has been mobilized.

We've got three choppers

on the way.

Hey, John. John,

you're not going

to believe this, man.

I'm listening to the radio,

they're calling in the Guard.

The bloody National Guard.

Relax.You hear what I said?

They're coming this way,

man. We can't just wait

for them to get here.

Chill out.

Those bastards

can't do a thing

and they know it.

Yeah, well, tell it

to those Staties.

I wish they'd back off.

They're making

everybody nervous.

Bring me Deputy Fife.

And that lady shrink.

Oh, Christ.

Hey! Asshole!

I'm sick of seeing

your face.

Now you got 30 seconds

to get your ass out of town

before I kill these two.[GUN COCKS]

Hey. Easy, partner.

He's not that dumb.

Twenty!

Let the hostages go

and drop your weapons,

all of you.

Drop your weapons.

Fifteen.

Let those hostages go

right now, man.

Ten.

Nine.

Let them go, man!

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

[GUNSHOT]

Jesus Christ.

Son of a bitch.

She's next, law man.

Nineteen. Eighteen.I can't get a clear shot.

Sixteen.

Fifteen.

All right.

Ten.

[WOMAN OVER RADIO

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Get back to the cars.

Ride up at the hill.

Easy. They're backing off.Hey!

He's not stopping.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

[ENGINES STARTING]

Two.

One.

[CHEERING]

She's all right.

Now you just take it easy.

There's nothing you can do

about it right now.

It was your lucky day, missy.

Lucky, lucky day.

Hey, man,

Kutner's not gonna like this.

Big deal, Kutner.

What do I look like?

A missing persons' bureau?

You sure

it's the right place?

Yeah, I saw them go in.

They're probably in there

dickin' each other.

[COCKS GUN]

Smitty?

Albert?

Hey, turkeys!

Hey, man,

check this out.

Look at this. [LAUGHS]

Mmm.Mmm.

You big,

dumb motherfuckers.

[MUFFLED]

Get the fuck

out of here. Fuck off!

Untie them, shit brains.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

How did you boys

end up like that?

Unbelievable.

Will you fucking hurry up?

Motherfucker.

Hey, big John.

Oh.

Guess what I got?

No idea.Something you might

find pretty interesting.

Where'd you find this?

Oh, man, right up above

where I found Albert

and Smitty all trussed up

on the floor

like a couple of pigs.

It's law man here.

That's one of the bastards

that did it.

I think you know the broad.

[HELICOPTERS APPROACHING]

Cookie jar commandos.

Christ, that's all

we needed.

This is Big One.

We got them

sitting pretty, boys.

Like hens in a coop.

Bring these birds on around

and set them down in the CP,

you copy?

Roger, Big One.

Bringing them down.

Hey, what's

going down, man?

National Guard.

[SCOFFS]

They're sending in

the cavalry.

[GUNS COCKING]

Did you look at this?

Douglas MacArthur.

All right,

let's go around.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

I'm Lieutenant

Colonel Johnson.

Battalion headquarters,

Army National Guard.

I've been authorized

by the governor

to take over this operation.

I want a briefing

on all the intelligence

you've got.

Let's get cracking on this.

Mop it up

and get going home.

Well, I think you'll want

to take a look at this,

Colonel.

This, here, is the town.

One road in.

Rest here is all desert.

The convicts have

20 to 25 men.

At least 10 of them are armed.

Probably more.

How many captives?

It's hard to tell.

We think they've got

the hostages here

in the police station.

They've already killed

one man, Sheriff's Deputy.

It seems clear

enough to me.

I say we just walk right in

and kick them in the balls.

Get this thing over with.

Sergeant Conlan.

Sir.

Pay attention, son,

you pay attention good.

I want two squads. Take them

up the road and have them

deploy here and here.

This is your objective,

the police station.

Yes, sir.You saw it in recon.

Yes, sir.Good, all right.

The captives are inside.

I want that station

surrounded but I don't want

anybody firing.

Unless it's under my orders.

Yes, sir.

Get a move on.

Sir.

Now.

Excuse me, Colonel,

what about those hostages?

What about them?

Well, they are in the station,

in with the convicts.

There's a damn good chance

they'll get hit if somebody

decides to start shooting.

Yeah, it's my

firm belief, Captain,

there's only one option

in these situations,

you hit them hard

and you get them fast.

There's only one dialogue

that these sons of bitches

understand.

Only this is not

a football game.

We're talking

about human lives.

Am I or am I not

in charge here, mister?

You're in charge.

As long as we understand that

we're gonna do things my way.

My way does not include

negotiating with the enemy.

I ain't no goddamn

Henry Kissinger.

Holy shit.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Holy mogo.

They're invading! Shit!

They're coming, Kut.

It's the invasion.

Calm down.

Who's coming?

Soldiers. Soldiers are coming

up the road.

Thousands of them.

[WHISTLING]

I want some of you guys

on the roof.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Ike, something's shaking.

Looks like they're setting up

some kind of half-ass ambush.

You don't think those

yahoos will be dumb enough

to walk in?

I don't believe it.

They're gonna

get slaughtered.

And they aren't

the only ones.

Hey! Where the hell

are you going?

Come back here!

Don't shoot.

Hold your fire.

Son of a bitch.

[GUN COCKS]

Get back!

Maybe he's booby trapped,

Sarge.

Stay where you are.

Don't come any closer.

Identify yourself, mister.

I'm Sheriff Slayton.

You're walking your men

right into an ambush,

they're all around us.

What do you think?

You think he's

telling us the truth?

I don't know.

Let me have that.

Big One. This is

Two Bravo. Over.

Go, Two Bravo.

Sir, we've got someone

up ahead in civilian dress

who claims he's the Sheriff.

He says we're walking

into an ambush.

Over.

Could be that new guy

from El Paso, Slater...

Slayton.

He moved in here

about a month ago.

What's he doing

walking around

in civilian dress?

Nah.

I smell a rat.

Big One.

Should we hold position,

sir? Over.

That's a negative,

Two Bravo. Negative.

You take your men

and complete your mission.

Listen up, mister.

I want you down

on your knees,

hands behind your head.

Didn't you hear

what I just said?

Just do it.

What if he's telling

us the truth?

We got orders.

Let's keep moving, people.

Stay alert.

Get back, you're gonna get...[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNFIRE]

I'm gonna die. Two Bravo, what's happening

over there?

Two Bravo, Big One.Just hang in there,

we're gonna get you some help.

We're gonna get you some help,

hang in there.

Two Bravo...

What is your status?

Repeat, Two Bravo.

You got a man down.

Whoever the hell is in charge

of this operation better

get an evac in here, fast.

Who is this?

Identify yourself.

Listen, you jackass,

if you don't get your men

out of here right away,

you're gonna lose

your whole damn platoon.

Move back!

Move back!

All cover!

To hell with this.

Billy, go!

Go, go, go, go.

[CHEERING]

Where's your CO?

Brilliant plan, Colonel,

slaughter your own men.

Hand over more weapons

to the convicts.

Maybe kill a few hostages

along the way.

What's your next master plan,

nuke the town?

You're the one

on the squad radio.

Who the hell do you think

you are, mister?

I'm a guy with a wife

back in that town,

you dumb son of a bitch.

Save your breath, LT,

he can't hear you.

Assholes don't have ears.

You know you two got

a serious attitude problem.

Debrief these civilians,

Sergeant.

Hey, Colonel,

convict on the line

named John Kutner.

Says he wants

to talk to you.

Twenty years later

and clowns are still

running the circus.

Lieutenant Colonel Johnson,

Army National Guard,

whoever the hell you are,

you're unauthorized

to be using this line.

Listen up, shit for brains.

If you try a stunt

like that again,

there's gonna be

a bloodbath here the likes

of which you've never seen.

Keep your fucking soldier boys

out of my face.

I'll have my friends here

start killing us

some hostages.

You got it?

Don't you try and

dictate terms

to me, mister.

You wanna play hard ball?

Well, we're playing it.

Shut the fuck up.

Hey, Ace!

Want to go back to the bus?

Keep a look out.

Anything moves out there,

you come tell me.

Yes, sir, General.

I don't know, John.

How're we gonna

get out of this one?

I mean, we can't hold

out here forever.

If you got a plan,

I'd sure like to hear it.

Building over there,

what's it used for?

Well, that used to be the

mine's processing plant.

I mean,

they use it a little bit now.

I don't know... Why?

Wait till dark

then we'll change address.

SERGEANT: Ten-hut!

The son of a bitch

wants to get tough.

He's messing

with the wrong soldier.

Corporal,

get me battalion headquarters,

I'm calling in some armor.

Oh.This guy's beautiful.

Let's see how

these derelicts act

to a 105mm tank.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[HOOTING]

Move along,

little doggies!

Ha! Ha!

This is perfect.

Yes.

You can see everything.

Fundamentals, Patch,

always control

the high ground.

Listen up.

Hmm?

I know a way

out of here.

I think I got it figured out.

First thing tomorrow,

we'll have a helicopter

right here.

Then we'll take ourselves

on a little one-way trip

to Mexico.

Mexico?Yeah, I'll talk to Hernandez.

He used to run snort

out of a weedhopper

down there.

Hey, John, I'll tell you what,

that all sounds real good

but, I mean, ain't no way

everybody's gonna fit

in one helicopter.

Oh, yeah.

Who's talking

about everybody?

The fewer, the better.

Now I'm reserving you a seat

on that shuttle, amigo.

[LAUGHING] I guess.

You keep your mouth shut

and you'll be taking the next

siesta sur del frontera,

south of the border.

Why don't we give

Colonel Klink a call

and give him the good news?

All right.

[LAUGHS]

Hey, senorKlink.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Chopper, my ass.

That derelict thinks he's

gonna fly out of here,

he better think again.

I'll tell you what.

I kid you not, Sergeant,

if he thinks he's leaving

here in the morning,

he's in for a big surprise.

Tomorrow morning

at sunbreak

I'm gonna kick me

some convict butt big time.

Colonel.

There's another way

to do this, a better way.

Let me go in there alone

and try and take them out.

[SCOFFS]

And you call me brilliant.

I've done covert infiltration

before, Colonel,

during the Vietnam War.

Yeah, you Vietnam cowboys,

you think you know it all,

don't you?

No, I don't think

I know it all

but I do know if you go

in there shooting again,

a lot of innocent people

are gonna wind up dead.

Well, that remains

to be seen, doesn't it?

What is it with you?

What have you got to lose?

It's my skin.

If I make it

none of the hostages get hurt,

if I don't, well,

you can still do it your way.

Just give me

till the deadline,

what do you say?

I say you stay

out of my face, son,

I'll have these state boys

arrest you.

You know I served

under officers like you,

they were real good

at one thing,

killing people

with incompetence.

Mmm-hmm.

So what is it with you, kid?

You're a glory boy?

You think you're

some kind of war hero?

The war is over

for you, soldier.

Why don't you just take

a seat on the bench

and let us clean this mess up?

Excuse me, sir.

This is the Senator.

Colonel Johnson,

Senator Way.

I was in the area

and the governor

asked me to stop

and check out

the situation.

Well, as you can see,

I've got everything

in total control.

That should do it.

Three hours till light.

I'm cutting it close.

Yeah.

This don't bring back

memories.

881 with Captain Depp.

Indian territory.

Remember the flag raising?

Mickey would blow the

last note on that bugle and

we'd all run for cover.

The fourth of July

every day.

Ooh, baby.

You know, Billy,

you don't have to do this.

If I didn't wanna do it,

I wouldn't do it.

We stick together, LT.

Just like always.

I don't wanna hear

anymore about it.

Hand me some of that stuff.

Gotcha.

[LAUGHS]

[SIGHS]

[INAUDIBLE]

Well, now we're in business.

Patch, you there?

[RADIO BUZZING]

Patch, it's Ace.

Sounds like there's a tank

out there.

Patch. Talk to me.

Who's up there?

Come on down.

Evening.

Something's wrong.

There's no guard.

Yeah.

Come on.

Ain't this a bitch?

We just got out

of fucking jail.

[SIGHS]

I'm telling you,

this is Kutner's way

of sticking it to us.

Fucking guy thinks

he's commander-in-chief.

Just shut up, would you?

Look, you know, he got us

in this mess, he sure as hell

better get us out.

Where do you think

they took him?

Only one way to find out.

Shh.

Smitty?

Smitty, you okay?

Come on, Smitty,

stop screwing around.

[GROANS]

Excuse me, I hope

you don't mind, but I need you

to stay put for a minute.

[SNORING]

While I was up there

on the roof,

I was looking

at this picture.

I came to the conclusion

you're one beautiful bitch.

The longer I looked

at this picture,

the hornier old Johnny got.

You know what I decided?

I decided I want some.

[SCOFFS]Oh, that's right,

pretty lady.

You're a grown woman.

You know

what I'm talking about.

If a man's been in jail

as long as me,

he has to do

without certain pleasures.

It's been a long time

since I've had a bitch

as pretty as you. Yeah.

Yeah,

I think I want some.

No, Papa. Papa, no!

Sit down, old man.

Don't do it.

I don't know...

There's just something

about dark hair bitches.

That little girl...

She had dark hair

just like you.

They all did.

My mother was a brunette.

You know the kind

I'm talking about, right?

What do you figure, shrink?

Think it means something?

Whoa, now, you just relax,

Conchita.

Attagirl.

Beautiful.

So beautiful.

You know, I must have done

30, 40, just like you.

Hell, I did six

in one month.

Three over a long weekend.

Let's see now.

That was in July 1968.

[CHUCKLING]

July of 1969.

You wanna know

how I did them, Doc?

Really very simple.

I just

took hold to their throats

like this.

[GROANS]

Twisted their necks

like little puppies.

[BANGING AT DOOR]

PATCH: Hey, John.

Hey, John, it's important.

Yeah?

[STUTTERING]

I'm sorry, man,

but something's wrong.

I can't raise Ace.

Maybe he's asleep

but I don't think so.

IKE: Is it just me,

sweet pea?

Or these guys look

like they belong here?

You're right about that.

Now, I'm just gonna

ask you one more time.

Where did he take

the hostages?

Why don't you

eat shit and die?

That was rude, Smitty.

Wasn't that rude, Billy?

BILLY: Extremely rude.

You see, Smitty,

when my fingers

come together

you're gonna have

a real problem.

Medical science calls it

a crushed larynx.

That ain't healthy,

is it, doctor?

No. No, it is not.[COUGHS]

You know, Smitty,

I think it's really wonderful

you're willing to die

for your friends.[STRUGGLING]

I know they'd be

more than happy to do

the same thing for you.

[HOARSELY]

Okay. All right.

I'll tell you.

[GROANING]

I sure hope those boys

don't catch cold.

Know how to use that thing?

My mother was

full-blooded Cherokee,

it's in the genes.

All right, Cochise.

[WHISPERING]

Come on, let's go.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

About to have

our cover blown.

Want me

to take them out?

No, we don't have time

to double back.

Let's just keep moving.

Ace. Yo, Ace!

Ace!

He's probably

back at the station.

[MUFFLED VOICES]

What is...

What happened to you guys?

PATCH OVER RADIO: John.

John, you there?

Hey, John.

Hey, John, you there?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

what is it?

John, the same two guys,

that bagged Smitty and Albert

before are back again, man.

And this time

they nailed Ace, too.

They locked them in the cell

and lost the key.

So what do we do?

Just leave them there

and get back here.

All right.

Kutner knows

what he's doing.

A man would need wings

to reach that top floor.

I don't know about you

but I lost mine years ago

in a Bronx whorehouse.

It's your call, LT.

How do we get inside?

I don't know.

Walk in I guess.

Walk in?

How're we gonna do that?

Front door.

Stupid question.

Patch?

Is that you, Patch?

[GRUNTS]

Come on.

I said

watch the goddamn hostages.

You're dumber than spit.

All right, boys, let's go.

We got a little hunting to do.

Move. Move.

I want you to stay here,

all right.

Watch these people.

If any one of them moves,

blow them all to hell.

You got that?

Absolutely.

[WHISTLES]

John.

John, more bad news, man.

I'm out here

in front of the building,

Carlos is dead.

JT's out cold.

Those guys are inside

and you got company

coming, man.

All right, there's only

one way up here.

It's up those stairs.

If you see

those motherfuckers,

blow them away.

[GUN COCKS]

I've been meaning to ask you,

Cochise.

Have we got a plan?

Hell, no. We're making it up

as we go along.

[SIGHING] Fuck.

That's what I figured.

Evening. Do you mind

dropping that rifle?

Sorry, LT, I gotta

make some noise.

[GUNSHOTS][ARROW WHOOSHES]

[GROANING]

John. John!

They're coming up there, man.

They're coming up.

Saul's shot in the head.

They got Scully.

Shit!

Coming up.

Get yourselves ready.

You think they know

we're here?

There is that possibility.

[CHUCKLES]

Okay.Let's go.

All right, listen up.

I'm pulling up zero hour.

We're going in at 0600.

That's seven minutes.

Now, according to

police intelligence...

Let's hope to hell

it's accurate.

They've moved these hostages

into this building.

They're somewhere

on one of these five floors.

That means

we're flying in blind.

Sergeant Conlan.Sir.

Your squad

will be dropped here.

You'll go down

from that point

till you either make contact

with the enemy,

or the captives.

I'll bring in

the rest of the platoon.

Is that understood?

Yes, sir.Yes, sir.

All right, gentlemen.

Let's go kick 'em

in the end zone.

[PANTING]

Smell it?

They're out there,

all right.

You wanna go first?

[CHUCKLES]

I think I got a plan.

Well, it's about time.

You remember that ambush

at Lang Vei,

how the Cong set us up

with that sniper?

Oh, yeah,

the old Sergeant York routine.

And we fell for it.

They tore the shit

out of us.

Throw me some cover.

I'm gonna go for that

position over there.

And hunt me some grouse.

Wanna get their heads down.

You do your John Wayne.

You got it, LT.

Keep your pecker high

and your powder dry,

my friend.

Okay.

Ready?Yeah.

Set. Go.

[GUNSHOTS]

[INAUDIBLE]

[GUNSHOTS]

[INAUDIBLE]

[WHISTLING]

Hey, what are you, deaf?

Stay down, you idiots.

[SCREAMING]

All right,

you son of a bitches.

Put all your weapons down.

If you don't,

I guarantee each

and every one of you

son of a bitches

a new asshole.

Okay, okay, don't shoot,

we're coming out.

You okay, sweet pea?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Come on out.

Put your weapons down.

Just get that bastard

for me. Get him.

Consider it done.

Move it!

KUTNER: Slayton. Slayton!

You recognize the woman?

Be a terrible shame

if I had to blow

her little brains out.

Now, wouldn't it?

Now, you step on out here

where I can see you.

Put that rifle down.

Put it down!

Kick it out of the way.

Keep your hands away

from your body.

I can't say

it's a real pleasure

to meet you, Sheriff.

The only thing

I like about you

is your taste in women.

Mmm.

My favorite flavor.

I think I'll have me

two scoops.

Uh-uh. Now, you just gonna

have to wait your turn.

You touch her again...

Touch her again

and what are you gonna do?

Come on, you're

a tough hombre,Slayton.

Why don't you come

and get her?

[CHUCKLES]

Are you faster

than a speeding bullet?

Eh?

Well, outrun this one.Isaac.

[GUNSHOT]

Don't do it,

goddamn, you fuck.

Don't you do it.

I'll blow her brains

to kingdom come.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

Give it up, Kutner.

You got no place to go

except straight to hell.

Well,

I'm taking you with me.

Fire!

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOTS]

Don't fire.

Hold your fire.

I'm not one of them.

Ike?

I'm coming out.

It's all right,

he's one of us.

My partner's one floor down.

He's got prisoners.

For Christ's sake,

don't shoot him.

KUTNER: Take us south.

[GROANS]

[SCREAMING]

Isaac. Isaac, hold on.

Come here, come on, hold.

Grab my arm.

Grab it!

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, Isaac.

I love you so much.

Hope you don't mind me

sneaking off the bench,

Colonel.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Hello.

Platoon Sergeant.

You're one handsome cuss.

Who decorated your face?

[LAUGHING]

An old friend of yours...

No longer with us,

I'm afraid.

Yeah.

How's that feeling,

sweet pea?

Well, if we was in the Nam,

I'd say,

"Feels like a million bucks."

Corpsman here says

it won't hurt

my piano playing.

Is that right, nurse?

Yes, sir.

Yeah.

So, tell me...

What did happen

to our friend?

Oh, he fell out

of a helicopter

and found out

he couldn't fly.

[CHUCKLING]

Not without wings.

Must be going coach.

[LAUGHING]

No more excuses.

LT, I want you to take

that pretty lady

and you go on a honeymoon,

you understand me?

I'll be seeing you,

padrino.

Yeah, I'll see you.

Hey, you're not leaving

without saying goodbye,

are you?

thank you for all you did.

Isaac's very lucky to

have such a good friend.

We both are.You're welcome.

Take care.Bye.

Isaac?

Did she say Isaac?

Bye, Isaac!

Bye!