All language subtitles for Sniper 2 (2002) (Awafim.tv)

DOWNLOADED FROM WWW.AWAFIM.TV

For latest movies and series with subtitles
Visit WWW.AWAFIM.TV Today

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GUN SHOTS FIRED]

Jesus!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

You sons of bitches!

You almost blew
my fucking head off!

Sorry, Beckett,
we didn't mean to!

What's the matter with you?
I thought I saw
something, man.

I thought I saw it too.

Christ, man.

You thought
you saw something?

I saw a deer, maybe.

BECKETT: A deer, maybe.

Do I look like a fucking deer
to you, asswipe?

Where the hell are they?
Probably lost.
No, they are lost.

Shit, now
I've gotta go find them.

Well, that shouldn't
be too difficult,

you being the great
white hunter and all.

You can't just
leave like this.
Watch me.

They're gonna want refunds.
It's coming out of your check.

Fine. Keep it.

I'm tired of dealing
with assholes

who spend big bucks
to shoot animals in cages.

Oh, not sporting enough
for you, huh?

I suppose the people
you picked off had
a better chance?

Every man I killed could
as easily have killed me.

Ah, military intelligence.

Thomas Beckett?
Do I know you?

I'm Colonel Dan McKenna.
This is Mr. James Eckles.
He's with the...

BECKETT: CIA?

How'd you know?

Oh, I don't know.
You just kind of
got that look, you know.

Do you have a minute for us,
Mr. Beckett?

Sorry.

Boy, you've bounced around
a bit since your discharge.

Had trouble holding a job.

Trouble holding a
relationship, trouble sleeping
past 6:00 a.m. in the morning.

Trouble adjusting
to civilian life.
Trouble with my pension...

Mr. Beckett.
Sir.

I understand the transition
can be difficult,
and I'm sorry.

But that's not what
we're here to discuss.

ECKLES: You won the Kodiak
long-range marksmanship
tournament last month.

You beat the Marine Corps
rifle team and seven
SWAT members.

So?

What are you,
the awards committee?

No. We need a sniper,
a good one.
The best.

Didn't my dossier happen to
mention my medical discharge,
unfit for duty?

Apparently they made
a mistake.

How is it your proposition
entails hiring a 50-year-old
former scout sniper?

Can we talk about this?

Everyone figures the Balkans
are clean ever since
we took Milosevic down.

But I don't have to
tell you there are
others just like him,

waiting for us
to turn our backs.

Our Intelligence has tracked
some resistance mobilizing

in what NATO calls
"no man's land."

They're led by a rogue general
named Mulik Valstoria.

He's commander of what
he likes to call the
"23rd Home Guard."

Look, long-short,
this guy is running
a stealth operation

of hit and run
ethnic cleansing

in small Muslim towns
along the eastern border.

It's been decided to
remove the General
from the equation

before it escalates
into something bigger.

Well, why me?

Why not Heister or Baker?
Those two jarheads
are still doing tours.

'Cause this one's
off the books.

ECKLES: You've got
a very impressive career.

Former record holder
on the long shot, 1.1 miles.

Baker broke it by
hitting an al-Qaeda
guard at 1.24 miles.

No, the record's 1.47.

A Cuban general
near Guantanamo Bay.

A Cuban general hit a man
at a mile and a half?

I killed a Cuban general
at a mile and a half.

That's the record,
for the record.

Look, I'm not
gonna bullshit you.

This is gonna be
a tough mission.
You mean a suicide mission.

ECKLES: We've got
good intelligence.

There's a group of separatists
in Gilau that'll help you.

You know, I used to do
this kind of work because
I was following orders,

but I gotta ask you now,
what's in it for me?

ECKLES: We acknowledge
the risk is great.

We have been
authorized to offer you
anything you like.

Anything?
ECKLES: Anything.

Look here.

If you're willing
to offer me anything,

then I have to assume
that you don't plan
to pay off.

You've already
chalked me up for dead.

Yeah.

But then I look
around here, and...

So you'll do it?

You know, whenever I do die,
I want it to be as a Marine.

So, what I want
is my former rank back.

I wouldn't expect
you to understand that,
but I know you do, sir.

So do we have a deal?
[SIGHS]

Yes, we do,
Master Gunnery Sergeant.

Roger that, sir.

All right,

a mission like this
into hostile territory,
gotta be a two-man operation.

So, what I want
is a good observer.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Colonel McKenna.

Good. Send him in.

He's here. They brought him
straight from the plane.

How is it that a man
who is in the joint for
killing a federal officer

is suddenly cut loose?

It's not easy, believe me.

It seems to me he'll stick out
like a sore thumb.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

Good afternoon, sir.
Reporting with Mr. Cole
as ordered, sir.

Thank you, Gunny.

[DOOR SHUTS]

Sit down, Mr. Cole.

Freedom.

Mr. Cole, shall I
refresh your memory?

Nah, it don't need
no refreshing.

One mission.

If I fail or try to escape
or even take a shit
where you say I can't,

it's back to death row, right?

Master Gunnery Sergeant
Beckett, meet Jake Cole.

I don't think he likes me.

Must be that Army thing.

No.

Colonel, Mr. Eckles,
may I have a word
with this man in private?

By all means,
Master Gunnery Sergeant.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR SHUTS]

Says here you speak the lingo
where we're going.

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

And you were an Army sniper?
Former Delta man,
85-41 out of Quantico.

Urban sniper, SOTG.

Seven real-world missions.

Four as an observer,
three as a shooter.

Three confirmed.

Couple questions, Sergeant.

We're at 750 yards
at a 19-degree angle.

What is the difference
between the point of aim
and the point of impact?

How tall's the target, man?
Five feet, 10 inches.

23.17 inches high.

And you'll need to dial six
up three.

And when your time comes,
what will you say?

I ain't gonna say nothing,
man. I'll just shut up
and die like a soldier.

PILOT: Roger. Verify
touchdown of Snake Eater
at ballpark at 1500. Over.

OBSERVER: Roger. Touchdown
Snake Eater at ballpark.

Big Eye verifying
ballpark is clear
at this time. Over.

PILOT: Roger. I copy. Out.

You ever try using
one of these?

No. Still use a compass.

Just old-school, I guess.

Rendezvous points, radio freqs
as per SOP.

PILOT: Two minutes out.
Initiating approach.

Roger that.

Once again, we drop in here,
seven clicks from Gilau.

At the church
of St. Stephen's,
we meet our contact.

The partisans will provide us
with weapons and photos.

It's too bad
it's not the Basilica.
I'd like to see that.

Say again?
The Basilica of Gilau.

It's one of the most beautiful
Byzantine churches
in Eastern Europe.

I spent a lot of time
reading travel books and
shit while I was in prison.

I must have read every AAA
guide and National Geographic
ever printed.

Why?

To keep the dream alive.

It's pretty easy
to let them break you
in the house.

Most guys on the row
are actually looking forward
to the day they die.

We're here to put
a bullet in a man's head
and let God sort it out.

You better just pray
we get our asses out
of this country alive.

All your dream shit
stops here.

PILOT: 30 seconds to drop.

Roger.

RADIO OPERATOR: Snake Eater,
specify transmission. Over.

OFFICER:
Getting a lot of interference.

PILOT: Home run.
Repeating, home run.
Snake Eater out.

Any problems?
Negative.

They should make contact
at 1630.

Remove your cover.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

She's our contact.

Goddamn!

Get on your knees, son,

while I pray for your soul.

My name is Sophia.

We were expecting
someone older.

Not many people grow old
in this business.

Did you bring
our package?

SOPHIA: The photo of Valstoria
is only a few days old.

The others are of
the buildings around
the Ministry of Defense.

The one with the corner window
is very high and close.

A clear shot.

I think maybe that is
where you want to be.

I'll decide that.

It's nearly 300 meters away.

Maybe it's too far.

Three hundred
and twenty-six yards.
I agree with her.

As much as I don't like it,
we should be closer
to the action.

You just call it,
I'll hit it.

Valstoria arrives at
the ministry every other
morning, 7:30 exactly.

He will walk up the steps.

It's six meters
from the car to the building.

And he's 184
centimeters tall?
Yes.

Oh. I'll need a guitar case.

As you can see, the streets
in this part of the city
are very narrow and old.

It will not be easy
to escape.

[COCKING RIFLE]

Sergeant Beckett's rifle
was our one priority.

That's the best we have
with our limitations.

COLE: No, it'll do just fine.

I must leave you now
to make sure
everything is arranged.

The city will be in chaos.
You need to get to the church
I showed you.

It's built on top
of Roman catacombs.

We can move beneath the city
to the river.

BECKETT: We'll get to
the church on time.

You just make sure
you're there.

What he means is,
thank you.

Okay.
[COCKING RIFLE]

[DOOR OPENS]

That Sophia...

[DOOR SHUTS]
She's not what I expected.

Keep your mind in the bubble.

If the diversion device works,
we've got five minutes
to get to the church.

I want you shadowing me.
No sightseeing. Understood?

Roger that.
Okay. Get your gear
together. Let's go.

COLE: Three hundred
and twenty-eight yards.
Give me three up one.

I've got a steady gust of wind
coming from the right
at four to six.

Of course, that could change
in the morning.
East is at our backs.

Sunrise is at 0637.

We could have some shadows
on the target from
the buildings at 0730.

Just rig the diversion device.
Let's get out of here.

[SIGHS]
Where are we gonna
take the shot from, then?

From the window
where she suggested.

It is the perfect position.

[SNORING]

Catch any Z's?

No.
All right.

And who are you, my friend?

Two hundred
and eighteen yards.
Give me two up one.

Full-value wind is
one to three.
Give me a half left.

All right.
I got a five-degree angle.

No, no, no. Don't worry
about that. It's not
enough of an angle.

You never asked me
why I did it.

Did what?
Why I killed
that motherfucker.

Well, I don't condone it.

I just don't care enough
about you to want to know.

[LAUGHING]

You got a real way about you,
don't you, Master Guns?

Uh-huh.

COLE: They're here.

Black Mercedes with escorts.

Right on schedule.

Poor bastard doesn't even know
he's got less than a minute.

COLE: If he moves,
give me half a mil lead.

BECKETT: Roger.

Wind?
Same.

[CAR DOOR SHUTS]

COLE: Target's out and moving.
Ready.

COLE: Diversion's set.
Head shot. Fire.

What's up?

Nothing. Ready.
Are you sure?

Just keep your eye
on the scope
and shut the fuck up.

Okay.

Center chest.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Fire!

COLE: Target's down.

Shit.

Shit, they made us.

There is no goddamn way
they can see us up here.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

All right, let's break down
the hide and didi out of here.

Four more blocks,
we reach the church.

We should spilt up.
Negative.

Keep your sidearm in your
hand, your hands in your
pockets. We move together.

They might be looking
for two men. Maybe separate...

No. A few more minutes,
they'll be looking
at everyone.

Stick together,
we cover each other.

Three more blocks.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Uh-uh.
What?

Change of plans.

[TRAM DOORS OPEN]

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

Cover him.

[COLE SPEAKING IN HUNGARIAN]

COLE: We've got company!

Coming up fast!

Left! Left!

Cole!
What are you doing?

Get out of the street!

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Oh, you dumb son of a bitch.

Beckett didn't make it
to the extraction point.

Was he captured?
Negative.

Our people report
only Cole in custody.

Is Beckett dead?

It doesn't really matter.
Op's still on track.

Where are the others?

You're not alone.

No one takes
a shot like that alone.

So who is with you?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

So, you think

being in here is

funny.

Not really.

United Nations?

Americans?

British?

Russian?

Do I look Russian to you?

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[BABY CRYING]

What are you doing?
You shouldn't have come here.

We ran into a problem.

Come in.

[SIREN IN DISTANCE]

You should have gone
to the church.

They took your partner.
Is he still alive?

Yes.

On the television,
they are saying his capture
will prove to the world

that we are the victims
of United Nations atrocities.

Where are they holding him?

Sponza prison.

I've never heard of that.

No one has,
not in your world.

It's a secret place
where Valstoria's men imprison
their special enemies.

Well, we have to figure
a way to get him out,
now, don't we?

It's impossible.
Nothing's impossible.

Is there something
you're not telling me?

Of course not.

Let me talk to some people.

Maybe there's a way.

[GROANING]

[WHISPERING] Pavel.

Pavel.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Pavel!

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[CONTINUES IN HUNGARIAN]

Don't say anything.
Just nod occasionally.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

What did you say?

That if you got drunk again
tonight and were a bad lover
like last time,

I was going to leave you.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

BECKETT: All these arms
are from World War II.

SOPHIA: Some of it, yes.

What are they doing here?

My grandfather fought
against the Germans.

My father,
against the Communists.
Now it's our turn.

Mauser 792.

It's an antique,
but one of the finest weapons
the Germans ever made.

Yes.

I guess it'll do.

Cole's in.

The hit on Valstoria's
got them running scared,
as planned.

They should move
our primary target soon.

How do we know
that Cole made contact?
We don't.

All right.
Let's finish this.

Will this do?

I think it'll do.
MAN: Sophia!

It's okay.
These are my brothers,
Vojislav and Zoran.

This is Sergeant Beckett.

Uh-huh.

The American who
crashes streetcars, yeah?

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

BECKETT: Say again in English.

There is great concern
over Valstoria's killing.

The American prisoner and
several political prisoners

are to be moved
to Pozarevac in the morning.

SOPHIA: Pozarevac is
a fortress, impenetrable.

Once they take him there,
he will be executed.

Okay. Get me five men,
your best shooters

and I'll need a map.

[LAUGHING]
What's so funny?

There is no one
to help you except us.

Yes.

You people
are the entire underground?

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Yes.

Okay.

Get me your best shooter.

It's me.

Hurrah.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

You're Pavel, right?

When the time comes,
just do as I say.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[YELLING]

He's in the other truck.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Weapon!

Who the hell is he?

COLE: That's classified.

Classified, my ass.
Get rid of him.

Calm down, Beckett.
No! We're on a mission.

We're not here
to make new friends.

Your mission is over.

It ended when
you killed Valstoria.

This man is mine.

What do you mean, yours?

My mission.

Get captured, find this man

and bring him
out of the country.

Your mission was
just a setup for mine.

Are you all
in this together?

Come on, now.
Don't try to act like
this is the first time

the government's ever
fucked you over.

COLE: You made it out.
Why'd you come back?

I had my reasons.

Yeah, well,
I wouldn't have done
the same for you.

I guess this is a conversation
for another time.

Whatever your reasons,
my friend, I'm grateful.

OFFICER: Satellite uplink
beginning in three.

Colonel?
Yeah?

This one looks interesting.
Something coming
out of the region.

This is a raw feed
from Atlanta.

CNN has a crew
on the scene.

Some kind of
terrorist attack.

What do we know?

Four military vehicles,
one transport...

Seven,
maybe eight bodies.
Ours?

No. Soldiers.

Scramble a chopper.
We got an evac in three hours.
Yes, sir.

What was this place?
An old ironworks.

The government relocated
ethnic Muslims here
to work the ore mines...

And then they killed them all.

Generals and majors,
fools and idiots.

What is it?
What's the matter?

How much longer?
10 minutes.

A very long time in your world
of precious seconds.

Yeah, too long.

There's a rooftop extraction.

Is it safe?
Absolutely.

[GUNSHOTS]

Son of a bitch!
Where to now?

The sewers. They will
take us to the river.

BECKETT: They're sure
as shit interested in
getting you back.

What the hell did you do
to piss them off?

I'm a writer.
I challenge authority.

They put me in prison
to silence me, but they
can't contain the truth.

BECKETT: They can kill you.

I die, my words become
more powerful.

My thoughts become realities.
They want me alive.

I'm going back up.
SOPHIA: I'll go with you.

No. You lead them out.

That's crazy, man.
You can't help him now.

Maybe not, but I can
slow them down for you.

That's suicide, man.
I don't care.

Dr. Pavel is my country.
If I die,
don't make it in vain.

[SPEAKS HUNGARIAN]

Okay, this way.

WOMAN: [OVER SPEAKER]
Though our nations
have their differences,

you have our heartfelt...

What is it?

MAN: Your condolences
are appreciated,

but your help in this matter
is unnecessary,

unless you can supply
the names of

the American operatives
who are responsible.

WOMAN: What are
you talking about?

MAN: The problem is that
they have taken something
very important from us.

Something we want back.

When we find them,
they will be placed
on trial

and their executions will be
televised around the world.

I know the American
people's passions.

What do you think
they will say when
they see their sons

hanging from
the end of a rope?

[OFFICER GIVING ORDERS]

[SOLDIERS TALKING]

Come on.

What in the hell was that?

One of our birds picked it up
about an hour ago.

A call from someone
named Leskovic,

claims to be head of the NNB,
whatever that is.

The other voice?

An embassy aide
who took the call from
our ambassador in Romania.

Does the White House
know about this?
Not yet.

Let me tell you something,
they are not gonna be happy.

Oh, fuck 'em.
There's always a price to pay.
They know that.

[SOLDIERS TALKING]

[MAN SPEAKING OVER
WALKIE-TALKIE]

What's up?

Shoot him and you're
gonna let everybody know
where we are.

Okay.

[MAN SPEAKING OVER
WALKIE-TALKIE]

PAVEL: We can go to Komra.
It's a Muslim village
near here.

My friend Nauzad
is there to help us.

All right, now, wait a minute.
How far is this Komra?

Maybe 10 kilometers.

If we leave now,
we can be there
before the sun rises.

All right.

It's time she goes.

No.

Look, I'm not gonna play
fuck-fuck games with you.

She goes.

And you live
to fight another day.

He's right.

Take care of yourself,
Mr. Cole.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Goodbye.

Yeah. Good...

COLE: Got a light on upstairs.

BECKETT: Got it.

How well did you say
you know this guy?

Nauzad and I
are old friends.

The kind you trust.

Nauzad.
Pavel.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

Want to say again
in English?
PAVEL: Of course.

We need
some help, Nauzad.

Yeah. We need
to get to the...
Border.

There is a bus
from the village that
travels to Krizevci.

From there,
the border's only
a few kilometers.

I will drive you
to the bus.

Thank you.

Stay here while I get
my brother's van.
Here are beds, a shower.

If you're hungry,
I can prepare
something for you.

PAVEL: We can manage.

You go.

Any updates?

Not for an hour.

What's their secondary?

Simand.

I suggest
we consider an abort.

Start working
on a cover story.

No, not yet.

Those are American soldiers
out there.
We're not gonna abort.

I still don't
trust old Nauzad.
How about you?

I don't trust anybody.
That's why I'm still alive.

Look, I still don't know
why you did it,

but I owe you
for coming back for me.

You don't owe me shit.
Just leave me the fuck alone.

What, are you still pissed?

Look, I had nothing to do
with their decision.

The most important thing now
is to finish the mission.

The mission? Mission?

You mean remission.

What?
Remission of sin.

That's what this is.

What the hell
are you talking about?

That's what
the spooks call it.

You kill someone,
you make an act of contrition.

In this case, that would be
your buddy Pavel.

Penance, and it doesn't matter
whether he lives or dies.

The debt's paid
and everybody walks away
with a clean conscience.

That's bullshit.
Bullshit?

That is the nature
of political killing.

Why do you think
they picked us?
Some kid on death row...

A beat-up, four-fingered
scout sniper whose eyes
are beginning to go.

And it doesn't matter
if Pavel makes it
or we die trying,

because it's a great story
for CNN,

and they'll play it over
and over and over again,
24 hours a day.

And in the end,
they'll just
forgive and forget

that there was some
bad fucker named Valstoria

that took
a bullet in the chest
in the name of freedom.

Hey.

I'm not pissed off
at you, son.

I'm mad at myself.

I should have
seen this coming.

I guess it's age.

Well, how about that,
Master Guns?

You and me sharing
a moment together.

Who knows?

If we weren't doing this,
we might even be friends.

Friends...

Say, Beckett, how long
were you in the service?

Twenty-six years.

You ever think about
doing anything else?

Yeah. Yeah, I went to
school to be an engineer,

but I didn't have
the head for it.

So then I worked on
a ranch in Montana.

But that didn't work out,
so I joined the Marine Corp,

picked up a weapon,
and what do you know?
I was good at it.

From the shots I've seen
you take, I'd say
you're better than good.

Being a Marine
is the one thing
I've done well in my life.

Is that something
to be proud of?

Being the best at killing
another human being?

I kill people so that
others can live.

Like you, for instance.

PAVEL: There are other ways
to achieve peace,

other than through force.
Diplomatic ways.

BECKETT: Oh, yeah,
the diplomats.

Without the diplomats,
you wouldn't need soldiers.

We the ones that unscrew
the problems that
diplomats make.

We have the same goal,
you and me.
A world free of hate.

I just hope to get there
without blood.

In case you haven't
figured it out,
freedom isn't free.

You realize McKenna
probably thinks we're dead.

Yeah, I guess so.

He's gonna shit when he
sees me walk through
that door with Pavel.

How can there be traffic
in the middle of nowhere?

Nauzad.

He would die before
he told them anything.

[MEN SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[CONTINUES SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

How far do we have to go?

Maybe two or three hours.

Just got word
from Langley.

He's a bit cold on Pavel.

Now why does
this not surprise me?

Also reports of heavy military
activity near the border
at Simand.

They're coming home.

Scramble a chopper.

BECKETT: Pavel?

Yes?

I want you to think hard,

and tell me the truth.

When you were
alone with Nauzad

did you happen
to mention Simand?

No.

Good.

It's a fucking ghost town.

Muslims lived around here
for 600 years.

The Nazis tried
to wipe them out,

then the Communists
and the Serbs.

They were called the Modrus.

It means "invincible."

Why do this to them?
Language...

Religion...

Property, greed...

You choose.

Men kill other men,

and nobody knows why.

COLE: I don't care
what he says.

If I see something moving
out there, I'm shooting it.

PILOT: [OVER RADIO]
Verifying touchdown
of Snake Eater at LZ. Over.

OBSERVER: Roger touchdown,
Snake Eater. LZ is
clear at this time. Over.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[HELICOPTER PASSING OVERHEAD]

What do you think?
I don't know.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[ANIMAL SCREECHING]

COLE: What is it?

What's the matter?
I don't know.

I don't see anything, but...

[SIGHS]

You like to hunt,
Master Guns?

As a kid.
I don't much care for it now.

Cole, I've got movement.

[GROANS]

COLE: Get up. Come on.

[PANTING]

How is he?

Flesh wound, upper arm.
He'll be okay.

[GROANS]
Stay.

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTS]

[SCREAMS]

[GASPS]

[PANTING]

Whoever the fuck they are,
they're definitely not
conventional infantry.

Roger that. You okay?

Yeah, but they're
crawling all over us.

All right.
Let's move out into town.

That town's
gotta be hot.

Now you look here.
We got 30 minutes
to our rendezvous.

Now, you either go with me
or without me.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[YELLS]

[PANTING]

COLE: You ever seen
anything like this before?

Yeah, Lebanon...

When the Hezbollah took out
the Marine barracks in Beirut.

And the Nam.
Hue City, Tet Offensive.

Three weeks
of sleep deprivation,
endless rain,

endless death. Just shit.

[PANTING]

That ought to be
on the recruiting poster.

"Join the Marines.

"Travel the world.

"Make new friends
and kill them."

Yeah, well,
you look at this shit.

Buildings down,
people lying dead
in the streets.

Women, children,
doesn't matter.

You gotta draw
the line somewhere.

So does that make us
the good guys?

There are no good guys
in a war.

[PANTING]

All right, Knock off that.
We're going down there.

Move out.
Not the shitholes again.
Goddamn.

[WATER DRIPPING]

BECKETT: ALL right, this way.

COLE: Anybody know what day
it is in the real world?

Wednesday?

I'm supposed to die
on a Wednesday.

The first thing I'm gonna do
when I get home

is take a shower,
and get laid.

Not necessarily in that order.

[MINE EXPLODES]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

You think that was just some
shit somebody left behind?

I don't know.

Claymore!

[BEEPING]

[EXPLOSION]

Goddamn it, my ears.

We're fucked. They're gonna
bury us down here.
Negative.

Look, I put us somewhere just
outside the rendezvous point.

You take Pavel.
You get up top.

I'll provide cover
for extraction.

Negative. That's suicide.

Well, I've been telling you
that since the beginning.

Now, don't fight me on this,
son. Just do it.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Roger that, Master Guns.

Cole. Com-techs.

Cole, good to go?

Clear.

BECKETT: I think there's only
one shooter, middle of
the block, southeast corner.

Got you. Inside the church.
No.

Negative.

I want you to stand by.

You're here to protect
the package.

What did you mean, you were
going to die on a Wednesday?

I was sentenced to death
for killing a man.

[PANTING]

I went through selection
with three other guys.

We were like brothers.

Called ourselves
the Four Horsemen
of the Apocalypse.

Couple of years back,
we went into Rostock
to help the DEA

take out some big-time
Russian heroin drug lords.

Two separate missions.

We got ours,
but their mission
was compromised.

My guys...

Left their heads
in an alley.

So who's this man
you killed?

The DEA who betrayed us.

I can't prove that he did it,
but I know it was him.

Which one were you?
What?

Which horseman?

The fourth one, I guess.

"And his name was Death,

"and hell followed with him."

"People sleep peacefully
in their beds at night

"only because men stand
ready to do violence
on their behalf."

You write that?
No.

Something by George Orwell.

He abhorred violence too.

But I guess he understood
when it became necessity.

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

Got you.

BECKETT: Cease fire!

You just gave away
your position, damn it!

We don't have much time!

Get back!

Pavel!

COLE: Oh, shit.

Talk to me.

[GASPING]

Talk to me, kid.

I'm hit.

How bad?

My friend.

COLE: [OVER RADIO]
It wasn't supposed
to end like this.

[GROANING]
Today was going to be
like my birthday.

Well, hang in there, son.
The helo's inbound.

[COLE GASPING OVER RADIO]

COLE: You never told me

why you came

back for me.
[GASPING]

I was in Panama,

captured and tortured,

and a young operative

like yourself saved my life.

I figured I owed him one.

But you came back for me.

BECKETT: You'd do
the same for me.

[PILOT SPEAKING OVER RADIO]

[GASPING]

[BECKETT BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GASPS]

Here he comes.

Let's go.

[GRUNTS]

Look at me. I'm a mess!

Belay that. We're gonna
get you out of here.

Good to go!
Roger.

[SPEAKING HUNGARIAN]

[GROANS]

[GASPS] I'm so warm.

I thought I'd be cold.

Shouldn't I be cold?

The mission's over, son.
You're going home.

I don't mind dying.

I just didn't want to die
in that cage.

Freedom!

DOWNLOADED FROM WWW.AWAFIM.TV

For latest movies and series with subtitles
Visit WWW.AWAFIM.TV Today