All language subtitles for Striker - Full Rare Movie

Have you brought
what you promised?

- Have you brought the money?
- Of course.

With this they go
become a rich man.

I'm not looking for wealth, friend.
I search for the truth.

Get out!
Hurry! Hurry!

Fuck...

You were looking
for some information, huh?

I'm gonna give
you information.

STRIKER

Hi, Slade.
How's it going?

- Fine. How are you?
- Okay.

Don't tell me you're not getting
bored with that job yet.

How could I get bored?
These people are running my ass off.

Sure doesn't look like it.

See you next week.

Police, hands against the wall!

What the hell is it?

Mr. Slade?

You're a lawyer?

I can bail you out and
it's a large sum of money.

You didn't answer my question.

You're looking at
10 years hard labor.

Unless you do a favor for us.

- And who's us?
- For now let's just say us.

I don't do favors.

You got it wrong,
it's a clean job.

You set me up.

You bust me and
you want a favor?

I'm in the dirty
laundry business?

That's general Rosen,
president of the

Patriot of Fighting of Oppression.

General Rosen, John Slade.

Hello Mr. Slade.
Mr. Cobert.

You know this man?

Of course, I know,
it's Frank Morris.

What the hell's
this all about?

He's in trouble.

What kind of trouble?

Since you've seen him he's
become a journalist,

he was down in Nicaragua,
on an assignment.

And got thrown in jail by
the Sandinistas as a spy.

So where do I come in?

We know from your past
performance that you are

one of the best in extraction
from hostile territories.

Morris is a war hero and you're
going to bring him back to us.

This is general Rosen's
special incentive program,

which means if you don't
bring Morris back,

I promise you you'll spend
the next 10 years in jail.

And buddy, you'll be praying
you don't drop this so.

That's funny.

You know, if you were to told me from
the beginning that this is for Morris.

You could have saved yourself
a hell of a lot of trouble.

Good. The Contras
have informed us that

Morris is being held
in a military zone.

In the northern part
of the country.

But they rotate his prison
location every few days.

We've taken every precaution.

You'll enter Nicaragua,
as a Canadian photographer.

You'll have two contacts.
A local girl named Martha,

and a Dutch helicopter pilot.

The Dutchman will supply you with
all the necessary equipment.

Do you want Morris back?

I'll give you a list of
exactly what I want.

And you make sure
the Dutchman has it.

Death to the Sandinistas.
For a free Nicaragua!

Come on, guys. They are pulling,
the sons of the bitches...

Come on guys, come on
hit the sons of bitches!

Oh, don't hit me!

Hello.

This place always like this?

This? Every single day.
Soon you get used to it.

How about buy me a drink?

You got the wrong
customer, sweetheart.

I don't think so miss that much.
I am Martha.

Not what I expected.

They take my passport at airport.
That's normal?

Your passport?
No it isn't.

I think now they
know who you are.

You know where Morris's
prison location is?

The Contras told me that is
been in the median area.

- You know the place?
- I was born there.

We could find him,
no problem that.

- We?
- Yeah, you and me.

I travel alone.

No way. You never will
find the place without me.

It's just too complicated.

- Do you speak Spanish?
- No.

I didn't think so.

Think about it,
you need me.

I've got to be crazy.

- If you fall behind, your...
- Don't worry, I won't.

Nice place.

I'm not interested in
how hard you're trying.

I want results.

Of course, comrade Kariasin.

We think some CIA agents
infiltrated the country.

- You think?
- Yes.

Look.

They arrived yesterday.

The two of them.

Then I asked a question,

why is the Canadian one
the most interesting.

I don't know, Comrade.

Because the real Lafargue

die of terminal cancer
three months ago.

I'm made the personal check.

In Russia they would
never have got this far.

It is not difficult time
to become efficient.

You must dominate what
I call your lack of efficiency.

Efficiency Nicaragua means
repression, my dear Colonel.

This is the first question
we must ask ourselves use.

Where can this man be?

Your watches when
they search his room.

Only found this.

FUCK-OFF
Filthy capitalist Pig.

Allow me to distribute is
pictured to my private police.

Nothing scares me more than
a man with a sense of humor.

- He is finished.
- I hope so.

This guy is very special.

What should I call you,
Steve or Johnny?

Call me Slade.

John Slade.

You don't trust me, do you?

Just wonder how a class act
like you've got this situation.

They promised me that
I can go to America.

That's I'm dreaming
long time ago in.

- You see, my mother is American.
- That explains.

- Explain what?
- You English.

John, I would do anything
to get out of this hell.

You have no idea
what it is to live in it.

The worst part is,
as every day passed...

you could used to
any and everything.

You look around,
you see what's happening,

you're just too numb to react.

So, you're just gonna
run away from it that

doesn't solve anything,
I know I've been through it.

- Get close?
- Yes just a little bit further.

I hope your Dutchman's on time.

He usely is.

- Where's your helicopter pilot?
- He'll be here.

I'm fell you make the
plans a big mistake.

Did you rather walk?
Mister Perfect.

If you star with that attitude,
it's gonna be a long trip.

Well, you better start getting
used to it, sweetheart.

- What's that for?
- You'll see.

Slade, here comes the Dutchman.

Go, take off!

Hurry!

- I'm Joop Houtman.
- I know who you are.

This is the only save place to land.
I didn't expect soldiers here.

Find a better spot next time.

What do you expect in the
day starts off wrong.

What those happened?

The plans change.
I can't go to Oliveira

All this flights have been
banned since yesterday.

I'll get you close
as possible.

- Where's my equipment?
- Everything is back there.

I hope it lasts for
next three days, I hope.

That's the time when
I'll pick you up.

If we are not there in three days,
please come back after 24 hours.

If you don't find that.
Don't bother, coming back.

As you wish.

This is done.

Come on,
give me your hand.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Damn. I can't expect
Sandinistas here.

I bet.

The place is crawling
with Sandinistas.

I'm looking for a safe
way down into the tunnel.

You wait here.
I'll come back and get you.

You're the boss.

- Where the hell you come from?
- I took shortcut way down.

- Why you don't tell me?
- You just have to ask me.

I should have
seen it for the first.

The American has
come here for Morris.

At least it doesn't
know where we're hiding.

Never underestimate the enemy.

So far he's avoided every
one of your patrols.

And found his way through
the underground tunnel.

Are you sure you can stop
him from getting in here?

I have no doubt about it,
Colonel Kariasin.

Look around yourself,

you see I have sentries
posted everywhere.

Good morning, comrade.

Good. You're getting
better every day.

Cigar?
Cuban.

Don't you know those things
are bad for your health?

Cut bullshit. Morris.
You're in trouble.

You're accused of espionage,

and the purchasing information
from Sandinist officer.

- Both this are punishable by death.
- Yeah?

Give me a break, Kariasin,

you know damn well I'm worth
more you alive than dead.

Mr. Morris, I have a
proposition for you.

I want to put you on television.

You'll give to me in a
videotape interview.

All the documentation that
you have to the

the little newspaper,
and US involvement

here in Central America.

And in exchange,

I give to you after one week,

your freedom, an
airplane ticket to Miami.

Clippard class and fifty
thousand American dollars.

That's more than you earn in three
years with journalist.

$50,000, huh?

Granted it's a small
newspaper, Kariasen.

But we tell it like it is.
Without the help of a party line.

This is my scoop, and truth
is at a premium these days.

You Americans are
ridiculous individuals.

Who gives you the
right of truth?

You surprised me, comrade.

What the hell makes you think that
I'm going to hand over to do you

or Pravda ou TAS, information that Santiago
and his goons couldn't beat out of me?

You Fars are all born with
your heads up your asses.

Santiago!

I withdraw my offer,
you idiot.

We don't need the
video, we have you.

We're running out of options here.
We've got to be getting close.

In the middle
of a hornet's nest.

We have to fight
through this one.

No, there's one other way.

- And what's that?
- Let them capture me.

Are you crazy?

No. If we stay here we may
take a few of them out but.

They will get us.

Now, if I let them capture me there's
a chance they're taken to Morris is.

There's also a chance
they'll kill you.

I'm counting on you
to prevent that.

You are crazy?

Okay, okay.
I give up.

Come in.

Please take a seat.

I only have one
question for you.

What is your interest
in the American?

We know very well you've been together
ever since you left Managua.

He's dead to me,
that son of a bitch.

- You think I believe you?
- And why not?

It's his fault I'm here.

Martha Castillo Smith.

We know all about you.

It goes heavily against you
that you have a brother.

Who is wanted by the
authorities for

his participation in
the old regime.

So be careful what you say.

This American...

is he your lover?

You know what penalty
prostitution in this country is.

It would be a great shame...

to have to destroy...

this beautiful face.

and fiddle just because you
want to play the silent hero.

John Slade,
I'll get you it.

What's happening?

Santiago!

Santiago!

What the hell's
going on out there?

Take me to Morris
and the girl, now.

You'll never get
out of here alive.

Watch me.

Forward!
Now!

Don't think you're playing
get out along shoot?

So long.
Stay in front of me!

Guns down!

Hold your fire.

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

I want Morris and the girl.
Here.

One more stunt and you
get it a bullet.

Santiago!

Colonel?

Santiago bring the prisoners here.

Move!

I have everything under control!

Bring them!

We can make a deal.

You let me go and I promise
you won't be executed.

You have got to be kidding.

You get the ass of
and come out it me.

Another Party?
I'll take my jacket.

Get a move on.

Ah, so you're the
famous Morris?

- And who you?
- You don't know me.

But I've come a long
way to meet you.

Cut the shit, let's go.

Get move on.

Stop there.

Come behind me.
Get behind me now.

Remember this drill?

This way!
This way!

Get your hands up,
get down here now.

Fast!

Hands up!

Okay now give
me the gun.

Base calling Paco!
Base calling Paco! Over!

Answer me, damn it!

Like the old days huh, Morris?

Get on, Slade.

You're completely mad in it.

Shut up.

You never get
away with this.

What?

Falco One to base, over.

Here base, "adelante"!

No sign of target here.

Going to sector 2-E.
Over and out.

Falco One to base, over.

Here is 4-1.

I see target, heading
northeast vector 2-E.

Put the pedal in the metal.

Get on it!

You have no chance!
Surrender!

You kill the driver.

We might hit the colonel.
I don't think he'll like that.

Half mile to go.

Listen! Listen!

Attention!
You have no chance to escape!

You're completely surrounded.

Give that up.

- Do you see them, passo?
- They ahead for the trees, passo.

Follow this.
Are closing by me now.

- No sign of them.
- They've been hiding.

- Now try to find us.
- Hey Slade, you got a cigar?

- You don't smoke.
- He does.

This will do.

Okay.
come on

I don't see then.
We're keep looking.

Why do you think
they're doing?

This is to anesthetize.

- Hey, bro.
- That's better.

How the hell'd you go
for picking house

in Granada to becoming a journalism?

I was having a hell of a good
time with this war of words.

Until now.

I never thought
you quit fighting.

You're the best, taught me
everything I know.

We kicked a lot of
ass together, huh?

Hey, what's the matter?
You feel left out?

Certainly not, but if it
gave you that impression.

Must we'll made them
to eat shit, Santiago!

Made them to eat shit.

Russian presence has did insulted.

It's an outrage.

And it will be avenged.

What are you doing
about it, Santiago?

Don't worry, Colonel.

I'm concentrating on
my troops in the south.

They won't get away this time.

No, stupid!
Incuts!

He never does unexpected.

He goes north,
I can feel it.

He's going north,
you understand?

He's feverish.
You think he can make it?

Yeah, but he's gonna need
some breathing space.

We're not too far from the
village where I was born.

And it's ok.

There should be a bed inside.
You take him in.

Martha, is that you?

Flores?

I can't believe it, Martha.

My, you grow.

It's been a long time.
Too long.

Welcome to the house.

Boy, I missed to you.

Listen, we need rest.

our friend is sick.

This is only save place I know.

This house is as much
yours as it is mine.

Is he still asleep?

Yeah, he's been pushing
that leg too hard.

We got to move out soon.
That Dutch can better be on time.

We really need that helicopter.

By the way,

I know I haven't told you, Martha.

But I have glad you
made the trip with him.

I can't do know.
You almost let out a compliment.

Don't get used to it.

- Slade.
- Yeah!

- I still got my leg.
- Look like it.

Is he expect me thank you.

After all we've been
through together.

- Forget it.
- Hey, bro.

- Yeah?
- You haven't told me yet.

Told you what?

What the hell you got down here?

Martha!
Martha!

The soldiers are here.
We have must go.

- What is it? Chicken blood?
- I don't know.

- Chicken blood?
- I don't know.

- Where are they?
- I don't know.

You're all liers.
Peasants.

Liars.

Useless.
Come on.

You never did tell me how
they sent you down here.

With UFO for something.

You crazy bastard,
they're after my ass!

Wait Morris, they sent me
to get you out of here.

Well let's get you
off the damn leg.

Look. I'm a reporter. Slade. I find out
what's really going on down here.

The PFO sends weapons to
the Contra's and the Sandinistas.

They're profiting off both ends.
And you know how to get in paid?

Drugs!

What about the Russians?
He'd benefit if he told the truth?

No way, no Sandinistas. He's protecting
her in this shit up to their ears.

I think he just wants
the blackmail a PFO.

Blackmail him?

Sure he could put the squeeze
on him anyway he wants.

More staff, more drugs.

And he'll ship me
back to him in a box.

I never trusted Rosen.

I knew he was scamming something.
I just couldn't put my finger on it.

Slade? Come on guys,
we have less than an hour.

Plano Alto is still a long way.

We're at the village,
they're heading for Plano Alto.

No sir, will of less
than an hour vantage.

Plano Alto?

I want every available man
in the area within an hour.

I'm afraid that's
not possible, Colonel.

It has to be.

But there will be a
lot of serious changes

in the careers of the
officers in this navy.

Remember that, little fella.

- I want that here.
- Yes sir.

We're three hours late.

Well, he promised
to come back when.

He wouldn't stick his
neck out for anybody.

- Hey, John!
- Yeah!

The problem is me
and this damn leg.

Don't worry.
I'm gonna get you out of here.

Listen, Tordesillas isn't
very far from here.

- What's that?
- It's a little fishing Village.

They also go in for smuggling.

You know, drugs, people.

That's how I get in here.

Did you know about this place?

Yes, but they're very
suspicious people.

And they don't take
kindly to strangers.

They know me.

Then we're going
to tour to see us.

I'm gonna check on
the ridge if it's clear.

You stay here.

Let me hang on
to that for a while.

This is the two
chittery for my taste.

Hey!

Well, I'm be damned.

How in the hell did
they talk you into this?

But they holding your family?

They got your husband?

The child?

Look, you don't like the kind of
girl that will do it for money.

It's not that easy to
kill a man in cold blood.

That's something
you gotta live with.

Don't take this personally.

I'm gonna hold it
against and handle it.

Shut up!

Hey, John!

Guns make noise,
let's get out of here.

Come on!

What's happening here?

Was it worth it?

Was there worth of to tell the
truth that shitty newspaper?

I mean you know...

They're gonna wipe
their asses with it

Good damnt, Morris,
you can't die on me.

What ever looked up to?

How come dying in vain?

The bastards will gonna pay.

Now, I'm gonna show him
everything you taught me.

Come on you bastards!

Pumas calling headquarters.

We're in Plano Alto.

There's only one Of the Yankees that
we have prisoners, I we found dead.

We got to find it,

in the jungle can't
find anymore.

Anyway, I ordered my
men to take some pictures.

You can always
say the Contra's kill.

Yes, that's one good idea.

Ah but by now no one
believes the lied in fact.

The fact is that nobody believes
the truth here anymore.

Anyway, our main
problem now is the PFO.

They have the advantage.

No! We have one
more card to play.

- Mr. John Slade.
- Yes, okay.

I didn't think of it we've lost
original but we still have the copy.

But I'm sure Morris
told him everything.

You bet your sweet ass.

To someone who risks his
neck to come and save you,

you tell him that and much,
much more.

General Rosen!

A message arrive from Managua.

Morris doesn't give us anymore.

That girl is smart
than I thought.

Is that they're gonna
let her brother off free?

And compromise a twenty
two billion dollar deal.

What do we do with her?

You can finish that
when you're down there.

Right, general.
There another problem there.

- What's that?
- Slade.

And he's got have to Sandinistas
army on his tail by now.

The worst possibility is that he
manages to get back here alive.

But if they capture him...

well, we'll just have to
find another John Slade.

Senor Houtman,
everything is in order.

- Fine. You've got this in shipment.
- Si, senor. Right away!

You were stupid.
You should have killed him.

Well, I tried to.

Maybe you find it easy
to kill but I don't.

Remember, they still
have your brother.

And one doesn't eliminated target,

becomes a target himself.

You have to save him.

And what do you want from me?

Guess!

But I can wait.

That wouldn't change anything.

I already hate myself.

For Morris?
He was condemned anyway.

As for Slade, he's no
longer in business.

The Sandinistas can
take care of him.

- They haven't so far.
- He's on all, it's all.

He doesn't have us anymore.

I know.

Shut up, soldier!

Shit, so I don't
have to cut you off.

- It's finished.
- Finished, dammit?

It only takes half a
day to reach the trail.

Brilliant, Mr. Slade. You ever
move, exactly as I would done.

Your hand gun, please.

You're crazy, I don't understand.
Why you come here?

- To get you.
- Now that's rude, Mr. Slade.

You're just a stupid
friend of Morris.

You have no idea with
whom you are dealing.

To you we are just
dirty communists.

You got that right.

Is there anything you don't
have your dirty hand in?

You're into running guns.

- Terrorism, selling drugs.
- I do not selling drugs.

Why don't you come visit
the Dutchman on quay 27?

Works for Rosen.

You would've found guns for
Sandinistas guns for the Contra's

and all the drugs
you could wish for.

All in the name of PFO.

You don't make a revolution
with clean lows, Yankee.

It takes blood and guts.

Your government is besieging us.

It's making us do this
to defenders ourselves.

Okay, Santiago.
Okay.

You will have plenty of time
to talk politics with Mr. Slade.

My conversation was of a
more personal nature, I believe.

You make one mistake.
You torture my Friend Morris.

And that's gonna cost to you.

That is not the way
to talk to your host.

That shows just
how sick you are.

You call yourself a host?

Do you think you're
gonna hold me

like you held Morris
to blackmail Rosen?

You won't succeed.
That's not happening.

He's the one who's
got you in this mess.

And that just shows what
hypocrites you Americans are.

But we have no
problem, Mr. Slade.

You will do as I want.

I will have you on your knees.

Humiliate you.
It will give me great pleasure.

To demonstrate just how
gullible you stupid Americans are.

I hat you all.

Bring him down below.

Come on, take
down here, quickly!

Are you tired, Gringo?

Time to the rope,
Tie him up.

Come on.

Come on, come on!

- What the hell are you doing?
- Nobody wants to kill you.

We just want to
have some fun.

When are you crying for mercy,

let's see how brave you are.

Nobody wants to hear you, baby.

See you? Take more suffering.
Like you made to the others.

Fuck you!

Now just how gullible
the Americans are.

We'll see who's on his knees.

This is for Morris.

Now it's payday.

Hold it!

Put the guns down.

Get guns down.

Kill him!
Kill him!

This is good stuff.

shooting this one was as hazard,

yhat probably kills
as much as these.

As longer both sides keep
killing each other that's fine with me.

The next shipment will
be here on a month.

Okay I'll be waiting,
but about a girl?

She's fail.
She's gotta be eliminate.

Will be a pleasure.

Well, well, well.

That's your final word?

Get lost, pig.

Have you will.

I don't hold any
grudge against you.

I can have girls like you
for just a few cordobas.

Does that mean you let me go?

I am letting you go.

How can I be sure that
you won't tell Rosen that?

That I didn't get kill Morris.

You just have to
take my word for it.

Could it be that I
was wrong about you?

Hold it!

Turn around, yes.
Turn around.

Now, be good.

Come here.

Freeze!

- Come here.
- Damn it.

Come on, Slade.
You bastard.

I know that you're here.

Come on, I told you, I say, or it's
the end of your pretty muchacha.

Okay, as you wish!
Here she comes!

She's all yours,
you hero boy.

Hey, this is your
sense of chivalry?

I forgot, she's not a Yankee girl.

Slade, come get her
I don't need her anymore.

I'll give her back to you.

Here, you can have her!

- I didn't kill Morris.
- I know.

They forced me.

I know who's at
the bottom of it.

I'm going to take care of it.

Just rest.

Ladies and gentleman,
The PFO

representing the heart of America.

and we stand up tall as
the guardians of freedom,

and the enemy of communism.

You?

Wait Slade.
Let me explain.

I'm sorry about Morris but he
was stabbing us in the back.

He turned into a
pacifist and he wanted

to hand our country over to Moscow.

Save it for the election
campaign, Rosen.

Listen to me, Slade, don't forget,
you're still one of us.

A veteran who spit blood and stopping
the commies from humiliating us.

All those brave souls who
gave their lives for the flag.

They're like my own sons.

That flag become too
small for you to hide behind.

You've dipped it with our blood
and soiled it with your greed.

You don't fight wars
for your country.

You create them because
they're good business.

How much money you make
with all the wars?

How much you make on Nicaragua,
at the expenses innocent people?

And if they catch,
who cares?

You cite the fifth
amend or say:

"I don't remember".

Be reasonable, John.

We can give you more money
than you ever dreamed of.

It's not about money Rosen.

Is what I want
worth very little.

It's worth less than shit.

It's you.

Two that jabs. Hits me with
an overhand right.

Two more jabs. That catches
me with another hand right.

Now he's got me up
against the ropes.

He's got me in the ropes.
Don't cry, don't rope.

Damn, I've got
in your ass.

The damn right.
It's been right, try the storm.

Moving the body.
Moving the body.

Moving the body.
Hook in the face.

Hook in the face.
Now I'm tired T-bar.

I'm bloody but I
know it's do or die.

So when he comes
around for that last hook.

I'm tucked under
rule under the rib.

Whoa! Uppercut.

Boom!
Down like a cloak.

Fuck naive!

Excuse me. I want get a bus out of
town, when the next one comes by?

Bad luck, pal. Next bus
"manana" at five o'clock.

That's too late. Thanks.

Hey, I'll give you a ride.
I can always use conversation.

- Hey, thanks.
- Up in.

- Where you heading?
- Wherever.

- What the fight?
- I did my, first pro fight.

- Have you ever boxed?
- No...

I hate violence.