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What do you make of this mission, Murph?

I mean, come on.

It's not every day the Mexican
government turns over one of the

powerful drug lords to the U .S.

Didn't ask, Tommy.

Just following orders.

All right, gentlemen.

We'll move in, we'll move out, and make
it quick.

Any questions?

No, sir.

Woody?

No, sir.

Spencer. Yes, sir.

Lock and load, gentlemen.

Your eyes open.

What's this?

Get up.

The Americans are coming for you.

Yes.

And for you, who's coming?

Santos, get up! Son of a bitch!

Thank you.

Come on, bring my Santos.

Let's go, Santos. Let's go.

Senor Tonto, if you play this like a
gentleman, we'll do the same.

Poor dead gentleman.

What a waste of fine manners.

And no smoking in the car.

Tommy.

Danger, we got company.

First, we gotta move.

General Luxembourg, I'm not proud of
myself, sir. Believe me, if I had the

nerve, I'd blow my brains out.

I am afraid to die. I want total
immunity.

Total immunity or the deal's off.

Santos was taken out today. You think I
have time to wait for a callback?

Check your email at the Pangon and get
back to me soon.

What is this shit?

What's up, Bethlehem, huh?

That's pure coke with no cut on it. This
shit's been stepped on. Hey, fuckhead,

you came to us, right?

Do you want this stuff or not?

Look, we want it, but the price is too
high. The price is the price, asshole.

Well, we ain't gonna pay.

And leave the money.

Gracias.

I'm tired of dealing with those low
levels to come back, boys.

We've got to stop thinking bigger.

Twenty -three hours.

It's going down now, Sarge.

Estelano is taking care of business.

Do we have a deal? Did I get the
immunity?

Yeah.

You're immune.

You rat bastard.

Stand down!

Fox

1 to

Fox 2.

Immunity has been granted.

I know those men were like family to
you, John.

General, my men knew the risk they were
taking. But this op was double

classified. If there was any doubt that
this location was... There is always

doubt, John.

You know that.

It turns out Santos' men were tipped off
by a Mexican government official.

And instead of rescuing Santos, Rosado
executed him. Well, maybe it's time you

tell me why we were so interested in
Santos to begin with.

Sir.

Come on in.

I believe you know everyone, John.

Major. Have a seat.

Ricardo Santos.

The Mexican drug lord we were attempting
to extradite. We were hoping Santos

would provide information regarding
payoffs to American soldiers patrolling

Calmex border.

As it turns out, he was assassinated by
this man, Emilio Rosato.

Santos is second in command.

He was pending to rescue him, killed him
instead, and took over his operation.

What we're going to show you now, Major,
are the soldiers that we believe

benefited from the attack on your unit.

This is Sergeant Michael S. Gammon, U
.S. Army, stationed at Fort Tillman.

Gammon. He was given a silver star after
Desert Storm, wasn't he?

Rescued a ward full of patients from a
hospital during his gut attack? That's

right. Gammon was a solid career man
until a nervous breakdown three years

He was on medical for a while.

He returned in excellent condition, but
he was overlooked for a promotion.

Why? He cracked.

Cracks can be patched, Major, but the
weak spot's always there.

Corporal Theodore Knox, Nicholas
Castellano, Richard P. Henderson, all

stationed at Tillman. Fairly clean
records, although Castellano came into

Army as a problem child.

Knox is Gammon's shadow.

Henderson is his right hand.

These snapshots were sent to us courtesy
of Lieutenant Stephen Doyle, also

stationed at Fort Tillman.

Seems that Gammon and company have been
getting fat taking payoffs from Santos

on the Mexican border.

They've probably already cut a deal with
Rosato.

That sounds like a case for internal
affairs, sir, not army intelligence.

John, you're the best there is.

South America, Bosnia.

No one's record even comes close.

With all due respect, sir, busting
fellow soldiers is not my forte.

This is not a case of simple border
corruption.

Lieutenant Doyle has already admitted
involvement in drug trafficking and

racketeering. He was going to testify in
exchange for immunity.

Gammon and his men are selling drugs to
the local dealers and U .S. munitions to

a major cocaine distributor.

Lieutenant Doyle called us last night
from his office on the base.

Shortly thereafter, he was murdered.

This is a very grave and delicate
situation, Major.

We need your help.

Who's commanding the base?

Brigadier General Albert Becker.

You think he's involved?

Well, that's what we want you to find
out.

Lieutenant Andrews will be your contact
in California.

I believe you two have worked together
before.

Yes, sir, we have in the Philippines.

It was hot.

You'll be wearing a wire this time,
Major.

So try not to sweat.

Papers? Yeah.

Thank you. Have a good day.

You're welcome.

Record you are, Corporal Dalton.

Sir.

Your record here has more spots on it
than a Dalmatian.

Sir. But then I suppose if you were an
exemplary soldier, they wouldn't ask us

to straighten you out, now would they?

No, sir.

I'm well aware of the fact that I am an
officer, son.

When I need a reminder, I will send for
the president.

You gonna behave yourself in our fine
base here, Corporal Dalton?

I'll try, General.

You try.

You are gonna try.

Let me tell you something, son.

I will bust your ass down to a buck
private, you fuck up here.

The bullshit stops here, comprende?

Comprende, General.

Good.

That'll be all.

The first four strikes, gentlemen.

One, two, three, four.

Again, pick up.

Once again, full speed.

One, two, three.

Cancel auto. You're up. Yes, sir.

Again.

Good morning, Sergeant.

Corporal John's out reporting.

Senator Becker assigned me to your unit.
Thought I might do well here.

Everybody does well in my unit,
Corporal. You've come to find that out.

Stand easy.

Tell you what.

Since your first day at all, take it
easy on you. How about that?

Yes, Sergeant.

Knox, trap and center.

Corporal Knox, Corporal Dalton.

I'd like to show this man how to fight.

Gentlemen, sit in the pit.

Corporal Dalton, square your deer away
on the ground. Yes, Sergeant.

It's done, Big Daddy.

Stop!

Heads up!

Who the fuck is that guy, son?

Ah!

Don't show me shit.

Dalton, stand down.

Let him go, Corporal Dalton.

Now, God damn it.

I'm going to skin you next time. We'll
see.

Thanks for taking it easy on me today,
Sarge.

Permission to wash up, Sergeant.

Dismissed. Get the hell out of here.

that we are lucky.

Hey, we got an assignment.

Get your gear together. Let's go.

ASAP. Put a goddamn fire in it, man.
Come on.

As you were.

All right, gentlemen, listen up. New man
briefing.

I want to stress the significance of our
responsibilities out here.

We patrol the California -Mexican border
in an effort to deter and, if

necessary, detain any nefarious alien
personnel attempting to cross the

of this fine country without proper
documentation, i .e., drug dealers,

desperados, or general scumbags.

Dalton, you have any questions?

No, Sergeant.

Good.

First assignment, Henderson, Knox,
Castellano. I want you all to take the

sector over here. You have any
questions?

No, sir.

All right, I'm going to partner up with
old Jackie Chan over here while you boys

finish licking your wounds.

Yes, Sergeant.

Now, Dalton, I paid attention today.

I read your 201 file.

Now, it's no coincidence that you're in
my squad.

I'm going to make you or I'm going to
break you. And what other thing you

know? Kiss an ass just pisses me right
the hell off.

Well, I was just being polite, Sergeant.

I never think of kissing your ass.

You see there, boys?

A little humor can be very disarming.

Just don't fuck up my squad, Dalton. You
got that?

Yes, Sergeant.

Now, what are you ladies waiting for? A
goddamn invitation? Move out and draw

fire.

Careful, Knox. You might whoop your ass
again.

Colton, come on!

Take things.

Keep an eye on that ridge out there.

Here?

It's not a question. It's an order.

Thanks, Sarge.

Still learning how to read the
shorthand.

Well, let me make it easy on you.

You see that here?

I'm the big dick.

General Becker likes me, respects me.

Lets me run my unit the way I see fit.

Now, I'll tell you what, Dalton.

This is what I tell you, follow orders.

I swear to God, Dalton, you're not going
to believe how good you have it around

here.

Well, here's to having it good.

Well, by God, I'll drink to that.

Fox 2, Fox 1, roger that. Stay and sit
right here, over.

I think we got something, Sarge.

Feather clock.

I see him.

Fox 2, Fox 1, over.

We got a land lizard running the ridge.

Check him out.

Roger that.

All right, Dalton.

Now, this may be nothing.

Just follow my lead, understand?

You got it, Sarge.

Dalton, alcohol and firearms.

They don't mix.

You heard that, beer?

United States Army, step from the
vehicle. Get your hands where I can see

Get them up.

Put your hands up.

Come on, put your hands where I can see
them. Get them up.

I don't believe this. Is this some kind
of fucking joke?

Did you like a fucking joke yesterday?

Castellano.

Nice work, Dalton.

We all could have been killed all right
let me see some paperwork amigo come on

hurry up Did

I miss something amigo play along tell
Rosado we'll make it up to him and

okay?

You got something what do you got?

What's the story amigo?

I don't know what that is.

This help you figure it out?

All right.

Pat him down.

Pat him down.

Turn around. Face the truck. Hands on
the truck.

Pat him down.

What the fuck?

Puto! You are attempting to bring
illegal substances into the United

America, and you are being busted.

So if I were you, I would show the two
Sarges some respect.

I'm sorry, Sarge.

All right, gentlemen, let's take them
in.

Amigos, put your hands on your heads.

Vamanos, muchachos. Get up.

Come on, come on, you'll live. Hands on
your head.

Underlay, underlay.

Give him the back of the homie.

Talk.

As long as it's a cross -band.

Hey, Sergeant.

I got no love for these roaches or the
paper where it goes with the bust. I say

we earn this money.

But it is your unit.

Knox, log this with the contraband.

Knox!

Yes, Sergeant.

Log this with the contraband.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Damn fine bus, Dalton.

Remind me to buy you a cocktail.

I'll do that, Sergeant.

Hey, Dave.

They're happy.

Oh, I think I done died and gone to hell
tonight.

Oh, I see, I see. Babe, shake your money
maker.

It's a good whiskey.

Ought to be.

We're done.

Doug, can I ask you something?

Sure. Ask away.

You didn't keep that roll of cash.

You know how many years I have in the
Army?

Damn near a chance.

Signed up when I was 17.

And all that time, it never occurred to
me to once break a rule.

I'm damned if I sell my soul for a wad
of cash.

See, I'm trying to build something here,
Dalton.

These guys here, Henderson, the others,
they don't really get me.

They do what I say.

Now, fuck all that shit. I want to hear
about you.

What drew you in on them?

Oh, man.

He ran black ops for the agency when
there was a point to it.

He did more for his country than most
four -star generals.

He's not even buried in Arlington.

I figured at least in the Army I'd get a
meddler, too.

Be a hero on the record.

But I've had a problem with some of the
rules.

This gig didn't exactly turn out the way
I expected it to.

So when you...

Talk to me about rules.

I'll tell you this.

Rule number one.

You look out for number one.

Is that the end of the day, Dalton?

You and me, we ain't no different than
your dad was.

Can't count on the goddamn suits and we
can't count on the armor.

All we got is each other.

Don't mind me.

I always get a little weepy when I've
been drinking.

You know what, amigo? It's still pretty
early.

I'll get you one of these pretty little
senoritas over here. Help you forget

about all this bullshit.

See, I think you're right, Sarge.

Thanks for the drink.

Pleasure.

Hey, Sarge.

For what it's worth, I get you.

Outstanding, Dalton.

Outstanding.

And Oxenberg was right.

Gammon isn't just running a small -time
operation.

Have you seen something?

I didn't think more than anything.

The first night on, we stopped a couple
of others out of those men at the

border. Gammon played it straight, but
I'm pretty sure they have a deal.

A few days later, Gammon ran the same
patrol without me.

John, that means he doesn't trust you.

He doesn't trust me yet.

Every day I'm getting closer. You know
why?

Because he likes me.

In a strange way, I kind of like him.

Well, don't get too fond of him, John.

Either way, it seems to me that you'll
be taking him down.

Hey, Henderson.

You know what I hear about these big
muscle heads?

What's that, Cassie?

I hear it's a sign of pent -up sexual
frustration.

I'm a goofy boy.

Oh, sorry.

Carry on, boys, carry on.

Is that all you're doing in your free
time?

Staying lean and mean like a fighting
machine, Sarge.

Outstanding, Knox.

Look, I have a few exercises planned to
help you all work off those extra

calories.

Think you might be interested, Dalton?

Yes, Sergeant.

Tell me what you all think.

Yeah?

Good. Now, Dalton, you're aware that
these exercises have been devised

of base curriculum.

Participation is not mandatory.

You see what I'm saying?

I see what you're saying, Sarge.

Very good.

Let's gear up and get out of here, boys.

Let's go, boys.

All right, you can handle this now,
can't you?

Yes, sir.

All right, boys.

Turn around.

Turn around!

Go out.

Like that pretty boy?

Check him good.

Hey! No.

He's clean, Sarge.

Of course I'm clean.

Just precautions, though.

You see, this is a very delicate time
for us all. A very important time.

It's not that we don't trust you,
Dalton.

We just gotta be sure.

And besides, you're the one who said
your old man was a spook, right?

That's right.

But I'm not him.

Well, I believe you. Get yourself
squared away.

All right, boys, let's get down to
business here.

Now, Rosado's cool with the bust.

All right? No big fucking deal.

Now, these amigos coming here are
Pablo's boys, not Rosado's.

All right?

They're coming with the usual payroll.

Now, what they're expecting, they're
expecting us to take the cash, swap out

plates, and let them roll on through as
usual.

But I say, why the hell should we settle
for a damn payoff when the big money is

in delivery and distribution?

I say we take over L .A.

Take it with him, Pablo.

What do you say?

Yes, sir.

What do you say, boys?

Yes, sir!

Don't call me sir. I work for a goddamn
living.

All right, they should be popping in
here any time.

Hold on, amigo. You guys in the back of
the truck, come on down that thing. Step

down.

Come on down. Get down. Step on down.

You heard me. Come on. Come on down.

Over there.

Hold on, amigo.

There will be no bus today, compadre.

How are you?

Have you got something for me?

Ah, dinero.

Gracias. Gracias.

Muy bien.

Henderson here is going to take good
care of you.

What's that?

You see, we feel so bad about busting
your compadre that we're going to help

boys realize a lifelong dream.

What dream?

You see, we're going to bury you right
here in the United States.

No, I'm not even going to stand up!

Guess I owe you one, Dalton.

How we doing back there, Kessel? I don't
care.

Truck's all clear, Sarge.

Henderson!

All clear,

Sarge.

All right, boys, what do we got?

Woo -hoo -hoo -hoo! Not alone!

Fucking jackpot!

Outstanding, boys. All right, let's get
this case off -loaded and put back on

the Humvee here.

Time for phase two.

Delivery to Pablo.

Good work, Alden. Come on. On the
Humvees.

Thanks, Castellano.

Taking care of business, bro.

Okay, gentlemen, this is it.

Now, there's nothing wrong with boosting
a couple weapons.

But we got scumbags like Pablo making
millions of dollars distributing drugs

Los Angeles.

Now, we got three things that he done.

Balls and a perfect cover.

From here on out, we're players.

This is war.

We win or we die.

Time to lock cock and ready to rock,
boy.

Moving on up to the east side.

Time to get our piece of pie.

New shipment, Gammon?

I see the excitement hasn't slowed you
down.

Oh, quite the contrary.

You got my money?

Open the truck.

Talk and give me a hand.

Very nice.

Paid them in, Ray.

It's about 50 short, isn't it? What do
you mean, 50 short?

The deal was 25.

Yeah, for the weapons.

What about the cocaine?

What's fucking cocaine?

Don't... Ray, do you know anything about
cocaine?

It's about guns, right?

Where did you get that?

Rosato supplies the drugs.

But I now control the pipeline.

Pedro. It's Pablo.

Shut the hell up, Pedro.

I am the man now.

Understand?

Comprende?

From now on, I will deliver the drugs to
you, and you will distribute them for

me. Now, if you got a problem with that,
Pedro, we can turn this whole operation

of yours into one big graveyard.

Tick -tock, tick -tock, Pedro.

Make up your mind.

I am a busy man.

No, Papito. You're a fucking dead man.
Matalo!

Roberto Manuel, they're taking a siesta.

Oops! Where the hell did they come from?

Put your hands up, Pedro.

Put your hands up. Come on, Pedro. Put
them up here.

Pablo, take the man's deal. Let's get
out of here before both of us are dead.

He knows better than to kill me.

I have soldiers in my army.

That will hunt you down.

And they will slaughter you like a dumb
animal.

Well, I think you're seriously
overestimating your troops' affection

Pedro. You do.

Knox!

Is there any blood on my face, Ray?

Drink more blood on my face.

So what do you say, Ray?

Think you can run this operation for me?

300 Gs in the

trunk. Apply the balance to the next
shipment and take the goddamn car.

After all, you're the man.

I'm the man, Ray.

I'm the man.

Grushies, amigo.

See you next week.

Let's go, boys.

Oh, Ray?

Here.

Get yourself some decent bodyguards.

This ain't no disco.

Got a present for you.

What's on it?

My greatest hits.

Listen to me murder drug runners, steal
and sell military weapons.

Hell, I'll do it all.

Do we have anything on Becker?

Not yet.

Listen, John, um, they want you to stay
in just a little bit longer.

Just to make sure that the ladder stops
with Gammon.

I figured that.

Look, John.

You realize that the only people besides
us who know that you went undercover

were the men who briefed you?

Meaning that there's no backup?

That if things get too dangerous,
they'll just cut me loose?

I wouldn't do that.

And neither would General Oxenberg.

You know what's funny, Kelly?

It's funny that the only guys watching
my back are the ones I'm trying to bust.

So, you told Ray and his people in L .A.
that we'd be sweetening the pot this

month?

Yep.

And what about Rosado's crew, huh?

It's in the works.

Right, Dalton?

You got it, Sarge. Sometime this week.

Besides, we're minimizing his damn risk.

We're only taking a small bite for our
troubles.

Trust me.

Yeah, he'll be over the Lawson's
compadres.

It's about time, Henderson.

We're about to start with a fucking
death over here.

I had to go to three fucking stores to
get that ice cream you like, Sarge. I

understand you, Colville Anderson.

You know, sometimes I squint my eyes a
little bit, an apron and some tits.

You could be my mother.

Oh, is that right?

You know, I hear I can have my way with
your mom's ass all night long if I want

for five bucks.

Yeah, but she's worth every penny of it.

Get that piece of shit out of my face.

Or stop fucking around, you two.

Henderson, put your ass in the seat.
Knox, sit your ass down.

I want to talk to you all about
something.

You know, it took me a long time to
decide what it is I wanted to

do in this life.

For a while there, I thought I wanted a
chest full of medals and the love of my

countrymen.

Hell, even for a little while there, I
thought it was money and power.

I now know what it is I want most out of
this life.

And that is... a legacy.

I want someone to say I have what I have
because of Michael

Gambon.

Everything that I am and everything that
I will be is because of that man.

Now, that sounds pretty damn simple,
don't it?

I cannot leave a legacy to someone that
I do not trust.

I am a devoted and generous father.

But I am unloved.

Unloved because what I have to offer was
not good enough.

A legacy.

My legacy.

Was not good enough.

You goddamn motherfucker!

Goddamn! Let me just hide you with Ray.

A little cocaine off the fucking top!

Now expect that kind of bullshit from
Wright.

From Henderson?

Nothing

gets

past me.

Not a goddamn thing!

Now, I hope you assholes understand that
now.

Dalton, let's go and grab my fucking ice
cream.

this shit up.

He's lost his fucking mind.

Private Calabrese, I have just been
informed that Corporal Richard P.

has been found dead.

It seems that he has taken his own life.

Now, we will need to notify his parents
and...

make the necessary funeral arrangements.

It's a shame what happened to that boy.

Such a promising young soldier.

Yes, sir, General.

When Richard Philip Henderson was placed
in my command, he reported to this base

with his parents at his side.

You asked me to take good care of your
boy.

You were proud of your son, and you had
every right to be.

We soldiers are a dedicated lot, and we
are held to a high standard.

We train long and hard, and we reach for
a level of perfection that is

bound to exceed our grasp.

The pressure is never ending.

And sometimes we fail to see the signs
of one who is overwhelmed by

their burden.

Rick Henderson's life may have been
ended by his own hand, but this was not

any way his failure.

It was ours.

I ask his forgiveness.

And yours.

And let us pray that your boy will watch
over us from heaven.

All right, gentlemen, listen up. This is
the one that's going to put us on the

map.

Jose Malo, the unofficial godfather of
East L .A.

Direct competition with us.

Now, Pablo was too weak to take him on.
But we, on the other hand, are not too

weak, are we? No, sir.

Castellano? Another dead wetback, Sarge.
What do you say, Dalton?

She's ours.

Outstanding, gentlemen.

Outstanding.

Here we go!

Go,

go, go!

Watch your back!

Fight! Get out of here.

Gentlemen, you

honored yourselves today.

Fought rain, didn't you?

No rain.

Well, I'm not going to miss for us if
you kick some bad mother... Fucking ass.

I'm proud of you.

I believe that.

Hell, I watched you all in awe.

And you know what the thing I was most
proud of?

You did not kill for the sake of some
outdated ideal.

You killed, like me, because you believe
in your future.

A future that America can no longer give
us.

A future that we must now take.

I propose a toast to our future.

Cheers to us and those like us.

Damn few left.

Most of them are dead.

Gentlemen, I shall return.

I stopped talking to you.

I think maybe we got some unfinished
business.

See, my older brother, he died when I
was a little kid, God rest his soul.

I'll tell you, that son of a bitch was
the baddest.

You're my family, Dalton.

All of you.

Vivolio!

Who put that chair there?

I better get a little brother home.

Get your coat.

Get some rest.

Here.

You think Melo got the message?

I'm just wondering.

The more we expand our power base, the
more invisible we become.

You're worried about being exposed.

Shouldn't I be?

And Al Capone wasn't visible.

Murder Incorporated, John Gotti, the
Gambino family.

Hell, the world knew those boys' names.

But to touch them, it took a fucking
miracle.

They weren't soldiers in the U .S. Army.

I'm all about this shit.

I'm worried about General Becker.

Yeah, you let me worry about Becker.

You don't see him on my back, do you?

You don't see him give me orders, do
you?

Do you?

No, I don't. That's right, you don't.

Look, I am a sergeant in the United
States Army.

And during my time in service, I've
learned two things.

Heroes and cowards are both buried under
the same goddamn dirt.

You know what the other one is?

Fear.

Respect and fear.

Same word.

Now, I will be buried in Arlington one
day. But until that time, let

me be feared as a godfather of L .A.

You see what I'm saying?

This isn't enough.

You tell me this isn't better than a
signed confession.

He didn't confess, John.

He merely theorized about the
capabilities of the justice system.

You're feeding me bullshit like the
fucking suits.

I'm playing the devil's advocate. Hey,
I've been living with the devil, okay?

Now, I'm a part of this thing, and I
want it to end.

I want to shut this ring down before
Gammon does take over L .A.

Don't worry about my testimony.

I suppose that's his fucking theory,
too, huh? John, hear me out. John, just

hear me out, okay? Listen to me.

Of course we could indict Gammon and
Castellano and Knox as well, but this is

not Al Capone we're dealing with here.
This shit is in our own backyard.

Now, I know they don't tell me
everything, but I do know the Pentagon

go to court on this and lose.

Just hang in there.

And if this top man theory doesn't pan
out...

That was some fucking move you guys
pulled on Malo.

What's the word on the street?

It's your fucking cycle.

I mean, you came out of nowhere, you're
running guns, shit like that.

What the fuck?

Balls.

We've got balls, right?

That's all anybody needs to know.

Yeah, but I've got the heat coming down
on me.

Malo had friends out there.

I've got the double security. I told you
I would take care of your goddamn

security now, didn't I?

Bottle was from the neighborhood.

I'm not, and you're not either.

So what you're telling me then, Ray, is
that I'm being discriminated against.

Is that what you're telling me?

That's funny, Ray.

That's a good one.

Dalton, remind me to call my lawyer.

We just may have to sue.

You got it, Sarge.

You be a good boy, Ray.

Call me when you got something important
to say.

I'm not sure.

Let's go, Dalton.

Hey, Dalton.

I'm glad he's getting such a kick out of
all this, but I got people out there

with a real beef against me.

You should have stuck with accounting,
Ray.

Much safer.

Man, don't patronize me. I know what I'm
doing or I'd be dead just like Pablo.

I'm telling you, Gammon's about to step
on his own dick.

And it's up to you to try to rein him
in.

All right?

I'll do what I can, Ray.

Dalton?

Anytime.

I've been brained with a fucking weasel,
man.

And it's only because of my good graces
that that little bastard's still

breathing. He was just relaying his
security issues, which I didn't think...

What, did he think I forgot about that
buttfuck with Henderson?

Is that what he thinks? The man's a
weasel.

Don't worry about Ray.

We're gonna get rid of Ray for too long,
trust me.

So as you kill Ray, you might as well
retire from the army and run the drug

business.

What the hell are you doing?

Are you with me, Dalton? Because I'm
getting ready to go into a meeting with

Rosado. And I do not want that man to
see any dissension in my ranks.

Are you with me?

Yes.

Get out.

Get the hell out now.

Get out of the goddamn car. Get the hell
out of here now.

What the fuck is going on?

Huh?

Shoot me.

Take the fucking gun and shoot me.

Because there's no after you here,
Dalton.

I'm not too much invested in your ass.

Now, if you're not with me, you better
stop my clock right now.

Because I swear to God, I'm going to
shoot you dead.

I ain't playing no fucking game.

So, how's the LA operation?

Outstanding. With the exception of a few
loose ends, we got a tie -up.

Everything's in great shape.

That's good news.

My friend,

you won't be too offended if I borrow
our amigo for a moment?

A small personal matter I wanted to
discuss.

Not at all.

Watch your back.

I think you know that I value our
association.

As do I.

I would never tell you how to conduct
your affairs, but I feel compelled to

you. On your last visit, my man, Pacho
Compadre Dalton, looked familiar.

Today he confirmed that Dalton was part
of the team brought in to pick up

Santos.

Those men were army intelligence.

I would not mention this unless my man
had been very clear on this point.

Alejandro.

Are you certain, Alejandro, that the man
at the table, the man you saw at Boca

del Diablo?

Si, patrón.

Did any of your other men identify
Dalton?

Very few of my men survived the battle.

But no.

Alejandro?

Gracias, Miguel.

My friend, I appreciate your concern and
your good intentions.

But I believe your man was mistaken.

We're out of here. Let's go.

Let's get out of here.

What happened back there, Sarge?

Don't worry about it.

Everything cool without him?

Like the man said, the personal problem
has been dealt with.

It's all squared away now.

So what's on your agenda tonight?

I thought I'd go over payroll at the
hideaway and, uh...

Call it a night.

You work too hard, Dalton.

You want to come along?

No, not me, compadre.

I'm the boss, remember?

You need to talk to Ochsenberg.

Uh, yeah.

I mean, now.

John, that's impossible. No, it's not
impossible. You pick up the phone and

dial.

Please.

Ochsenberg here.

You're not sure?

Something went down at Rosado's place
today.

I don't have it on tape, so don't ask.

Yemen's about to blow, and if I know him
like I do, he's on to me.

All right, John, take it easy. I'm gonna
get you out of there.

I gotta make a couple of phone calls,
and I'll get back to you from the

in 20 minutes, okay?

I can't hang around long, General.

20 minutes.

Okay. All right, hang in there, son.

Damn it. Get in the car. Come on.

Yeah.

Leave this goddamn shit. Look, Sarge, we
don't know for sure Dalton's a rat.

I mean, I just checked his room. Top to
bottom, I couldn't find a thing. The

guy's clean.

Yeah, and he was clean when we frisked
him, too. When he says all the right

goddamn shit, and he makes all the right
moves, too, don't he?

Yeah.

I'll tell you what, Castellano.

If I find out that Dalton has been
playing me, I am going to rip that boy

and piss on his bloody remains.

Sarge.

If he's playing you, I'll help you do
it.

But for now, maybe the best plan is we
just keep cool till we know what's going

on. And we'll keep it cool.

I'll tell you what, though.

If he's on the job, that boy ain't
working alone.

He's got someone else out here.

What do we know about that girl he's
been seeing?

Not a whole hell of a lot.

Well, we got some work to do there.

I just spoke to Murphy.

Things are coming to a head.

I want to make sure you people can
deliver serious backup.

We now know that Gammon's operation
reaches deep into the L .A. drug trade.

That's why we have to have all of our
intelligence in place before we can make

move. We want to make arrests.

We do not want to take military action
on one of our own bases.

But it just may come to that.

I've given Major Murphy 12 more hours
undercover.

After that, I'm bringing him in.

Lieutenant Andrews is flying to
Washington as we speak.

Howdy, ma 'am.

Went from not coming around tonight?

Do I know you?

It's a little bit early for work, isn't
it?

Yeah, well, early bird catches the worm,
I guess.

Well, the early worm gets eaten, don't
he?

Look, I'm not into beating women.

I'm really not.

Why don't you just make it easy on
yourself and tell me everything you know

about Corbin John, don't you?

I know I prefer him to you.

Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

Get a briefcase.

Henderson, Gammon, Castellano, Knox,
Becker.

Give me that one.

Got her? I got her.

Come on, sweetheart.

You ain't in Kansas anymore.

All right, Castellano, I want you to go
alert the MPs. Tell them that Corporal

Dalton is suspected of Border Patrol
corruption.

You got that? Sir. He needs to be
detained as soon as he's got one foot on

damn base.

Got it. All right, go.

You can call General Becker, sir.

I want to get around to it. Is that okay
with you?

And boss.

That's right.

Okay, listen up.

If you scream, I'm just gonna have to
put a big old piece of duct tape on

little lips of yours, okay?

If you talk to me nice, you just may
live long enough to help me get out of

here.

Okay?

Now, in a perfect world...

That is all the evidence that you have
against me.

Tell me, baby doll.

Is this a perfect world?

Is it a perfect world, baby doll? Tell
me.

Not from where I stand.

Not smart -mouth me, government -issued
piece of ass.

Okay?

Now, just in case you miss those peeps.

Now, I am definitely not the poster boy
for political correctness, and I will

beat your ass bloody if you do not make
yourself visible.

Now, I'm going to ask you one more time,
nicely, where is Dalton, and does he

have any more evidence?

I don't know where Dalton is.

But I do know one thing.

When he comes back, he will kill you.

We'll see.

hands wide and thin.

Show's over, Dalton.

Or whoever the fuck you are.

Rosano's boy made you.

And Castellano just radioed me saying,
Gammon's got your girl.

I'm supposed to save you for Gammon.

But I feel good to do you right now.

I don't suppose you feel like going hand
to hand?

Like a man?

No.

You're tough, Dalton.

We all know that.

But guess what?

I've got the gun.

MP, but nobody has seen this son of a
bitch.

It's like it's a ghost.

What about Knox?

I can't raise him on the radio.

Looks like somebody ain't been too
cooperative, huh?

Hey, I think that's Dalton.

Dalton? Oh, please, Dalton!

We have orders to detain you, Corporal
Dalton.

Out of the vehicle.

I am waiting for information.

Yeah, I just sent Knox over to the
hideaway, sir. I have not heard back

yet. What about Dalton's girlfriend?

Well, the little bitch won't talk to me.

But they got more information than what
she had on her.

You know, Mike, when we got into this
thing, I thought I was making a smart

by hanging out in the shadows.

But you have fucked things up so royally
here, I am beginning to regret my

decision.

What are you so nervous about, General?
Your name has never been mentioned on

tape.

The only person that knows you behind
this operation is me.

You know, Mike... Now, you take care of
me, sir. I take care of you.

Don't you lay that loyal...

Damn it.

You'd sell your own mother if you had
to.

Now, you find this rack, Dalton. You put
a bullet in it before you take this all

down.

Maybe too late, General.

Step away from your desk.

You are misinterpreting the situation
here, Corporal.

Am I?

We'll just have to sort it out at the
court -martial.

I have done nothing wrong.

I'm going to get a hold of my partner,
so you're going to take me to her.

Or I'll put a bullet in you.

Where is she?

You can fill that with some honor,
General.

She's... She's in Boyleville.

Yeah, Gammon here.

Sergeant Gammon, Corporal Dalton just
shot General Packer. Roger that.

You sit tight, creepy.

We'll be right back.

Let's go.

That's the one.

We ain't got no goddamn thing.

Hold it.

Let's move, Castellanos.

Out!

Get your wall pass out. Come on!

I got a better idea, Dalton.

We don't have to do this!

Fucking rat!

You look like a child of Matt Henderson.

Henderson was a rat just like you.

And he got what he deserved.

Damn it's going down, Castellano.

It's going down. He's going to take it
down with him.

This is your last chance.

You want to throw down?

Let's throw down.

Drop your weapon.

Compadre, slow down.

What the hell kind of soldier are you?
No damn loyalty?

Loyalty?

You're the reason your men are dead.

You're full of shit, Cameron.

You're not even a soldier.

You're a drug dealer.

You've lost.

I didn't lose shit.

I still got my pistola, compadre.

Now be a good boy and drop your weapon
so me and my new lady friend here can

walk out of here.

And who knows?

I may even let her live.

Now drop your weapon!

I will blow her head off.

I'll be a good boy.

Go ahead, Sarge.

Shoot me.

That's an outstanding idea.

Bitch.

Get her!