Nam Angels (1989) - full transcript

I'm Mr. Trinh.

Lieutenant Calhoun.

Well, let's not waste time.

I have the information
about the anti-aircraft guns

now active in this area.

I don't envy your
job, Mr. Trinh.

Well, being a double agent

has its rewards, Lieutenant.

Let's move!

No birds, no animal sounds.

The jungle is always alive.



Cover!

Cover!

Calhoun!

Lieutenant!

We must not stay here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Morey, check out the
back of this place.

Jesus Christ!

LT, look at this!

That's a raid till of gold!

There must be at least
10 million back there.

Surrender this, motherfucker!

Hey.

Almost Miller time?



Sheraykov.

I'm okay, Chief.

Rodeo time.

One of your friendly
tribesman friends?

Hell, if I didn't know better,

I'd say they were on our side.

Not all tribesmen are
friendly, Lieutenant.

Mountain's know,
it's rabbit's foot.

Start easing towards the river.

Hey, goddammit!

My friend.

Your presence here offends me.

Take them away.

My fuhrer.

I've been fighting
my head all day

trying to come up with a
plan to get back in there.

Trinh here's got some
interesting information

on the area.

The raid tribesmen
who attacked us

swear allegiance to Chard,

a mysterious white man.

A round eye?

Yes, he deals with
NVAs, VCs, ARVNs.

Even your own CIA.

All he insists is
that they stay away

from these raid's sacred areas.

The caves?

Yes, because the
gold in this caves

is all these hill
people will trade for.

Well, that explains
the attack on the NVA.

In a week's time or soon
as the monsoon raid stops,

they've scheduled a bombing
mission to blast this area

into no man's land.

Well, they
can't delay the mission?

They can't.

There's a lot more at stake

than just the lives
of your two men.

Look, Colonel, all I'm
asking for is one last chance.

What if I was able to
get in there and get out

before the bombing started?

How you gonna get
in and out that quick?

Dalak Valley's too
hot for choppers.

It took you a week and a half
just to walk in last time.

I'll come up with something.

If you're
willing to risk your life,

you've only got two weeks
left in this man's war.

Hell, I'll cut any
orders I can to help.

I appreciate it, sir.

Hey, cowboy.

What do you say, slick?

What'll you have, a beer?

Nah, let me, let me
have a shot of that John.

Heard about your boys.

Too bad.

Yeah, that was a bad deal.

Looks like you're getting

a little local
entertainment tonight?

They come in here every night

spoiling for trouble.

How in the world
did Hell's Angels

make it all the way down here?

Well, it seems
they bet some other gang

that could ride their
hogs straight to hell

and live to tell about it.

That's one way to
make money, I guess.

Ain't the half of it.

They're smuggling horse
back into the world.

That could be dangerous.

Trouble is, the
MPs found out about that gig

and warned the locals
not to deal with 'em,

and then they confiscated
their Harleys.

No wonder why
they look rather pissed.

It's the MPs that
are really after them.

But anything in
uniform is fair game.

Well, they might've found
what they're looking for.

I know those special forces
boys, and I tell you what,

they're some of the
toughest sons of bitches

I ever had the
pleasure of meeting.

They're all mine, get lost!

Take it easy, Sam!

Okay, stay back, I'll
take care of this.

See him?

Come on, I'll
beat the shit out of you,

you little soldier asshole.

Fuck you, man, come on, come on!

Take it easy!

Go time!

Go, go, go!

Insanity.

Have you gone crazy,
recruiting a bunch of outlaws?

You know what they call
themselves, don't you?

One percenters, you
know what that means?

Yes, sir, I do.

It's the 1% that don't
fit in and don't care.

That's right.

Look, Colonel, it's
the fourth quarter.

We're running out of time.

Now with motorcycles
we can start here,

get into the valley and
get out in five days.

And those outlaws can outride
anybody this side of Honolulu.

What about gas, you couldn't
bring enough in there.

No, I've taken care of that.

There's an underground
outpost approximately here,

and they've agreed to
supply us with fuel

and drop it here at
this deserted fortress.

It's about halfway.

You think you can
actually handle four Hells.

They're tough bastards.

I won't take that
away from them,

but they wanna go home,

and I figure I can
cut 'em a deal.

What kinda deal?

I don't know, a deal deal, hell,

maybe they're Republicans.

All right.

If you can convince those
degenerate bastards,

I'll give you all
the support I can.

Thank you, sir.

Not possible, no, no.

Run, bring in prisoner!

What's happening, green boy?

What is this, who
the fuck are you?

Well, it hardly matters,

you can call me
Calhoun if you like.

Calhoun!

So what's this
all about, Calhouny?

I can get you outta here.

Yeah, in exchange for what?

For your time.

Doing what?

Getting rich.

Yeah right.

Aw, fuck you, man.

There's now you, a job.

What the hell's that?

See for yourself.

It's real all right.

There's a hell of a lot
more where that came from.

About $10 million worth.

I need some guys
that can ride bikes.

We go in.

We get the gold.

And we come out with as
much as we can carry.

That's the deal.

Don't fuck with me, soldier boy,

or I'll break that tight
little ass for you.

Hey, pal, if you're
not interested,

I'll find somebody else that is.

I didn't say I
wasn't interested, asshole.

I just said don't fuck
with me, that's all.

Well what's it gonna
be, y'all in or not?

10 million bucks in gold?

How much is that, Bonelli?

It's two million
apiece, Einstein.

A little less than two million.

There's five of us here,

that's two mil a
piece fair and square.

Yeah, we're gonna
need a mechanic, though.

All right, then 1,666,666
dollars and 66 cents

it is, each.

Hey, hey, amigo.

That's my style, a
million dolares?

So when do we get out of
this crossbar hotel here?

Soon as you pay the damages.

No, no, no, no, no.

You pay the damages,
and you get our bikes.

Capiche-ki?

Fair enough.

You'll get your bikes.

I'll send a driver for you
in the morning, be ready.

Hey, Calhouny, you
got four Hell's Angels

for five days, that's it.

You best not be pulling my
dick about this gold shit.

Just be ready.

Where can I find Hickman at?

Over there.

Thanks.

Dammit!

Goddamn motherfucker!

Calhoun!

How the hell you been,
long time no see?

How you doing, Hickman?

Last time I saw you, we
almost got our asses shot off.

Ha, got a little
adventure, wasn't it?

Hell yeah.

You been a busy boy lately.

Three silver stars,
two gold with clusters,

a purple heart.

I also heard you would've got

that Congressional
Medal of Honor

if that C.O. Smith hadn't
been such a racist bastard.

Calhoun, you know
better than to believe

all that John Wayne shit
you been hearing about me.

Get out in the bush, VC come
at you and you're flipping

on rock and roll, do
what you gotta do.

Besides, you know,
I'm allergic to dying.

So you going home
pretty soon, aren't you?

Yeah.

I got one little piece

of unfinished business,
though, before I go.

Yeah, what's that?

You remember Morey and Sherayko?

Hell yeah, hell yeah,

they should be home by
now, shouldn't they?

I wish they were,
pardner, I wish they were.

Look, man, I know you
got six weeks left.

I'm not gonna pull
orders on you.

You know me better than that.

But I need a mechanic,
and I need one bad.

One that can handle
his ass in the bush.

Well, who else you gonna get?

Does it matter?

No, I guess not.

Well, you got
yourself a mechanic.

Don't get my ass killed, though.

My mom'd be real pissed off.

She wouldn't understand me dying

for some cracker peckerwood.

Well, there is one thing.

What's that?

Don't ever call
me a cracker again.

Crackers are from Georgia, son.

I'm from West Texas.

Now you can call me a
redneck peckerwood any time.

Okay, you redneck peckerwood!

What is this, no, I just
want to know what this is,

because these are
not our bikes, man.

These are not,
not, not our bikes!

What the hell gives, man?

They're your bikes.

They're your new bikes.

Bullshit, these are toys!

These are not Harleys.

You assholes don't know shit.

He knows what he's doing.

Your pigs wouldn't make
it two clicks in the bush.

I don't fucking believe this!

Bonelli, check it out!

They'll fucking work.

After the chopper
drops us off here,

we go onto an abandoned
fortress right here.

There'll be some undergrounds

that'll provide us with fuel.

From there we go

on to Lu Duk village here.

We meet up with a
Vietnamese agent

who'll brief us on the area.

Wait a minute, wait a
minute, wait a minute.

Now we're down to a million,
428,571 dollars and 43 cents.

Hey, you got any
better offers, chump?

Wait a minute, who is this guy?

I'm your mechanic.

Well, can you ride, boy?

Yeah, I can ride, white boy.

You worry about your own ass.

This is Hickman, he's
a sawbones for the bikes

and he's one hell
of a combat soldier.

Man, I am sick up to here
with this military bullshit.

Why don't we just go in,
get the goddamned gold,

and get out?

Hey, hey, hey.

Let's get one thing
straight right now.

You may know bikes,
but I know the jungle,

and y'all may be tough,
but I know combat,

and let me tell you something,
there's a big difference.

You do what I tell
you when I tell you.

And there's a good chance
that we can get up there

and get back in one piece,

and finish the job
that we started.

Now get some rest,
five hundred comes quick.

That's, five
o'clock to you freaks.

Yeah, yeah.

Colonel.

You know, that was pretty good.

Your telling that MP
colonel that your angels

were CIA operatives
just back from Laos

and had to be debriefed.

Do they know about
the prisoners yet?

No, no I figured
I'd wait and tell 'em

until they were in there.

Hickman knows.

Well, I'm sure
glad I'm not gonna

be around when they find out
how you double shifted 'em.

I don't want to be
around for that either,

I'm telling you that's

a tough little group there.

You know, you got one
chance in a thousand

of pulling this off, Vance.

Good luck.

Well, I figure I owe
those men there, sir.

Well, if I don't hear
from you in a week's time,

I'll arrange a proper
funeral for you, son.

Thank you, sir.

Hold on, boys,
here we go, just hold tight.

How's it look?

Lost a tire, but we're
a sitting duck out here.

Well, back off,
maybe we can take 'em.

Goddamn, I think
they hit the rudder.

I'm gonna have to set you
down someplace near here.

Hickman, I have
to sit you down now.

The gunfire's too much.

Man, let's
get out of here, come on!

Let's head for the bush!

After that welcoming
committee we got,

you can bet your ass
they know we're here.

We're gonna have to haul
ass, boys, let's do it.

(explosion roaring.

Come on!

Shit!

Spread out!

The perimeter's
clear, nobody out there.

Hey man, you didn't
tell us about this shit.

What's the situation
like out there?

Shit, perimeter's all clear,

but I set up a trip wire anyway.

Good, why don't you get
something in your stomach?

Now listen up, I'll
take the first watch.

Hey man, where's my poncho?

Bonelli, you take
the second watch.

Larger, you take the third.

Wait a minute, wait
a fucking minute, man.

Nobody tells the Hell's
Angels what to do except me.

Unless, of course, you know,
you want to prove yourself.

Ain't that right, Bonelli?

Fuck yeah.

Come on, man!

Beat the shit out of him!

Come on, that's it, yeah!

Get that son of a bitch!

That's it, come on, get
him, sonny, get him!

Hit 'em!

You got him already, man!

Sonny, don't let him
do that to you, man.

Don't let that guy do it!

Get him, sonny, come
on, come on, sonny!

Sonny, aw, yeah, yeah, right!

Come on.

Sonny, what are you doing?
Man, come on!

Shit.
Come on, man, come on!

Come on!

Shit!
Shit!

Land mine!

Come on, baby.

Help me, help me!

Fuckers, fuck you!

Come on, baby.

You fuckers, fuckers, fuck you!

Fuck you!

Shit!

Carmody, get the fuck over here.

Maybe somebody'd like to
say something, I mean,

I didn't know him, he
was y'all's friend.

What are you looking at me for?

Alright.

We are gathered here to.

That's not right, what a minute.

I have known.

Bonelli, say something!

Turko was a crazy
son of a bitch, man.

He rode with us for eight
years, seven months and 14 days.

You know, they say good
things come from bad things,

and they do,

because now our shares
are worth one six again,

which is nice.

So for that, we
thank you, brother.

Amen?

Amen.

Amen.
Amen.

All quiet, LT.

Good deal.

There you go.

Carmody.

Thanks.

Some crackers.

What are you
cooking up over there?

It's pizza, man.

Pizza?

Ain't bad.

Check it out.

Here, it's a piece of cake.

What else you got in there, man?

Some peanut butter.

You got any bread?

Nah, some crackers.

Hick, you got any more coffee?

What day is it?

It's, um, Thursday.

It's the 24th.

Hey, it's the 24th, man.

So, what's the 24th?

It's Thanksgiving.

That's where we're
supposed to pick up our gas.

What is it, what's wrong?

I don't know.

It's too quiet,
something ain't right.

Let's ease down there
and check it out.

No guns.

Hey, thanks a lot.

You okay?

You sure?

We can be sure of two things.

They know we're here
and that you helped us.

And when their men don't show,

they're gonna come back for you.

And things could
get real dangerous.

I know, but we're committed
to what we believe in.

That wasn't the first time.

I'm so sorry about your friend.

This is our way of life.

Take care of yourself.

Let's mount up!

Aw shit, what now?

We jump it.

Well, who wants to go first?

Alright.

Alright, I'll do it.

Go for it, Bonelli.

Piece of cake man, come on!

I can do that.

Alright!

See you on the other side, LT!

What do you say we save
some time and jump in tandem?

I'm game.

Yeah!

What happened here?

The raids, they came to
punish us for helping you.

They wanted to know

when you will come
back for the prisoners.

Prisoners?

Go ahead, and finish.

The white man was with them.

I saw him from afar.

Chard?

What else do you know about him?

He is a devil's guard.

What's this devil's guard?

It's a battalion of the
French foreign legion.

Ex-Nazis, SS agents,
bad, bad people.

They used to fight the
Vietnamese back in the 50s.

Hey, I would like to
know about the prisoners.

They took them to the camp.

Hey, wait a minute, Calhoun.

I thought we were coming
up here for the gold, man.

No, you come back here to
rescue your men, didn't you?

I fucking knew it.

You see, Carmody, his type
doesn't help our type, no,

not unless of course there's
something in it for him.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, he was just

watching out for his brothers,
man, the same as you.

No, that's not the
point, the point is,

he wasn't straight
with us, he lied to us,

and that's bullshit.

Right on, Larger,
these two assholes

think they can do whatever
they want to with us.

Well, be that as
it may, we're still

a couple hundred clicks
inside enemy territory.

I'll go on alone if I have to.

You're free to go for
the gold or haul ass

or whatever suits you.

We'll have a hell of a
lot better chance together.

Together?

Fuck you man, we've
never been together.

Carmody, get the guide.

I'm going for the gold.

There's the cave,
still up there.

There's the cave.

Hey, Larger, look
at these skulls, they're cool!

They're all over the place.

I'm taking some of these home.

Load the crates, and let's go.

The gold, the gold!

Look!

Right!

Gentlemen.

Are you looking for something?

Take them.

Morey.

Who in the fuck are they?

You are not soldiers.

You are an undisciplined rabble.

Who came with you?

You're gonna regret the day

you took on the Hell's
Angels, asshole.

I already do, but you
must admit your title,

Hell's Angels?

It has a certain savoir
faire ring to it.

Tell Colonel Chin we have
three more American prisoners.

We will see what he
will pay for them.

Strange, you know,
this country changes you.

Here I am out here
risking my ass

for a redneck and
three Hell's Angels.

People I probably wouldn't
even talk to at home.

Well, I can't argue with you.

I'd much rather be up to my
ass in cow shit right now.

Doesn't help Morey and
Sherayko though, does it?

Chung, is that you?

I'm ready.

What do you got for me, partner?

LT?

Got charges strung all
around this perimeter.

Do you know where
the ammo bunker is?

It's over between them huts.

By those fuel tanks?

Yes sir.

That's perfect.

What's your plan, what
are you gonna be doing?

Smoke a little
peace pipe with the natives.

Calhoun, is that you?

Yeah, keep it down.

You son of a bitch.

Alright.

Listen to me carefully.

All hell's gonna break
loose here in the morning.

Do you know where they're
keeping your guns?

Yeah.

Okay.

When things start popping,
go for those guns and try

and make it to the bikes.

Calhoun.

I'll see you on the outside.

Lieutenant Calhoun?

You have studied
our customs well.

You knew my men
would not kill you

if you came unarmed
into my camp.

You are my guest,
and you are safe.

For now, Lieutenant.

Why are you here
bothering me, Calhoun?

I'm a busy man.

You deal, don't you?

I wanna make a deal
to get my men out.

And if I won't deal?

Then I'll just have to kill you.

You intrigue me, Lieutenant.

Take a look around you, I
control everything you see.

To these people, I am a
living God, their fuhrer.

They found me when the
VC had left me for dead

and nursed me back to health.

You're a goddamn lunatic.

You killed two dozen
NVA down at that cave,

people who were loyal to you.

Doesn't that mean anything?

They were nothing,
they found something

they should not have.

Precious metal
is a sign of leadership

to these people.

Unless, of course, you
are a deity, like I am.

Well, I'm happy for
you, but that,

doesn't solve my problem

with getting my men out of here.

Your men?

Your men, Lieutenant,

have been sold to the NVA.

They leave today.

And as for these.

They may add a little
sport for the VC.

And who knows, Lieutenant?

With their motorbikes,

they may be considered
a secret weapon.

You're an intelligent
man, resourceful, brave.

Why not join me?

Go to hell.

Outside these walls,

you are nobody, you are nothing.

Why, even your own people
do not care about you.

Don't bet on it.

Nein.

Nein, there are more
of them out there.

That bastard is not alone.

This bastard is up to
something, I know it.

You, you, up there,
quick, quick,

the back, the back go go!

Come on, hurry up, hurry up!

You move, I'll
drop you like a rock.

Go for the guns!

Calhoun!

Damn you, Calhoun.

The game has begun!

It is my move!

You may be a worthy
adversary, Calhoun,

but you're a dead man!

It'll be sweet to kill
you, you son of a bitch!

To the caves!

Now go go go, they're
in, they're in, now go!

Come on, hurry it up!

Enough, let's go!

I want them alive!

Jesus Christ, do you hear that?

Shit, goddammit.

Forget about it,
man, they're history,

let's get outta here.

They're never gonna
make it on their own.

You guys are gonna
think I'm crazy.

Aw, what are you doing?

There's no way we're
gonna be able to carry

those dumbass GIs
and the gold with us,

don't do this to me, man.

All my life, I never
gave a shit about anything

or anybody, nothing.

I guess that's what wearing
colors is all about.

Fuck it!

You guys ready for a little fun?

Yeah.
Yeah.

I can't hear you.

Yeah!
Yeah!

Let's move the fuck out.

Fuck that shit.

Let's kick ass!

Alright!

Yeah!

Let's start again.

What do you think?

I think we can all
make it across there.

Tell you what, I'll
go first, check it out.

I'm gonna try to jump it, man.

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah!

It's cool, man, come on.

Bonelli!

Bonelli!

Come on, come on,
he's gone, let's!

Larger!

Come on!

Your move, Calhoun.

Shall we?

I believe I will.

Calhoun!

Calhoun!

Calhoun!

Game's over, you lose.