All language subtitles for Mzndacho

[music playing]

[bomb noises]

CO-PILOT: Captain.

Captain.

We're losing altitude and
the fire is spreading.

We're going down.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

What are we going to do?

[throat clearing]

CAPTAIN HAYDEN: Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

This is Captain Hayden again.

I hope you're enjoying
your tropical fish dinner.

We've encountered a few
minor technical difficulties.

If you'll look out the
window to your right,

you'll notice we have fires
in two of our engines.

If you'll look out to your
left, you will see the Caribbean

Ocean approaching rapidly.

Now, our instrumentation
and cabin data systems

are temporally out of service.

We suggest that you
fasten your seat belts.

On behalf of
Tromaville Airlines,

let me apologize
for any convenience.

However, our flight
attendants will

be serving each of you
a complementary cocktail

or beverage of your choice.

Thank you for flying Tromaville.

[crash]

[music playing]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

We crashed.

[screaming]

[baby crying]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, mo.

It can't be.

[screaming]

[crying]

Hallelujah.

The Lord still makes house
calls 24 hours a day.

You see?

You're alive.

You have your whole life
to live ahead of you.

Dear woman, the worst is over.

You must try and
control yourself.

The Lord will protect us.

In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

I've been good.

All my life I've
been a good girl.

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die.

My God.

My child, my child, if
you have been truly good,

you have nothing to fear.

Oh, God.

I can't stand her.

Why did she have to
survive this crash?

[music playing]

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

You really had me worried.

Did you get
yourself a good look?

What are you talking about?

Take a look around.

I'm the one who pulled
you off the plane.

So what are you
doing pawing me?

Listen, sweetheart, I don't
know if you've noticed it

or not, but, uh,
this situation here

is hardly conducive to
any romantic inclinations.

I'm not saying there aren't
possibilities, but pawing you?

Get over yourself.

Who the hell are you anyway?

The name's Taylor.

Here, the shirt off my back.

Excuse me, are you the pilot?

1, 2, 3, 4.

Are you the pilot?

No, I'm the senior
flight attendant.

Fine.

Where's the pilot?

I'm sorry, sir,
I don't have time.

I'll help you in just a minute.

Look, I have a very important
appointment in the morning.

I want to know when
you plan on getting us

off this God forsaken island.

Now where's the pilot?

I don't believe you.

There are people dying here.

I haven't got time.

Fine.

You have it your way,
Florence Nightingale.

Now I demand to see the pilot.

Oh, you want to see the pilot?

Yes.

You want to see the pilot?

Fine.

Fine, great.

Here.

Here is your pilot.

Dumb son of a bitch.

[crying]

I can't see.

Somebody help me.

I can't see.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Where am I?

It's OK.

-Who are you?
-It's all right.

You're OK.

Where am-- what's going on?

Why can't I see?

Oh, my God.

My name is Burt Sampson.

We were in a plane crash.

Do you remember that?

Look at this.

Look at this.

My baby.

My baby.

I mean-- I mean, OK,
it's not a [inaudible]

with an [inaudible],
but it was my baby.

We were making it.

I finally got us that big gig.

Three nights at the Holiday Inn.

And now it's ruined.

I'm scared.

This is all that is left
of The Bearded Clans.

A broken axe and a string.

Sean's coming down
with mega stress.

I got this band together to get
us out of the old neighborhood.

Not look at us.

We're better off
back in Tromaville.

No way.

Living in Tromaville was worse
than going down in a plane.

This place is beautiful.

This is a real adventure.

Driver, get me to the
Tromaville airport.

Flight leaves
11:29, and I'm late.

Step on it.

Tromaville.

Oh, mein Gott, [german].

The poor bastard.

Looks like someone slashed
his face with a razor.

Well, he needs stitches.

Stitches?

Ha, yeah.

Listen, I got a
needle and thread.

What on earth are you doing?

What do you think, dummkopf?

Stitch him up,
just like you said.

Well, it's hardly like
knitting a sweater.

He's bleeding to
death, schnook.

What's to know?

I've been sewing all my life.

Well, perhaps it's
better than nothing.

You enjoying yourself?

Interesting.

Well, one thing's for
certain, by the time

she's finished
with him, he won't

be mistaken for Robert Redford.

I never meet the right ones.

I always have to pay.

Little fella going to be OK?

She's not a little fella.

Oh.

It's a girl.

I think she's going to be OK.

Yeah.

I can't believe it.

Well, listen.

Anything you need, you
just call on old Parker.

Thank you.

Kids.

That's a real cute
ear you got, faggot.

Oh, I just love
when you talk nasty.

[laughter]

[singing]

All right.

Did the pilot radio
for help or didn't he?

I just told you, I don't
know if he radioed ahead.

All right.

Fine.

Then you don't know when we're
getting out of here, do you?

So what's the story, buddy?

Why did we go down?

We lost power in two engines.

That's what the pilot
said, and then he

asked me to leave the cockpit.

And that's the
last I saw of him.

Help we'll be coming soon.

Won't it?

Yes.

I'm certain that the search
party will be coming.

I'm certain.

Certain.

He's certain.

Well, I'm not certain.

The only thing I'm certain
of is that whoever was flying

that crate was an asshole.

Well even so, radar
would have picked us up.

Look, lady, didn't
you see how close

we were flying to the water?

That's below radar tracking.

The way I see it, nobody
knows where we are.

REVEREND BROWN (SINGING):
Now the day is over.

Night is drawing nigh.

Shadows of the evening
steal across the sky.

Jesus give the weary
calm and sweet repose.

With they tenderest blessing,
may our eyelids close.

There ain't no life nowhere.

Yeah, huh?

Let's play Adam and Eve.

[laughter]

Yeah, but what if we
get eaten by lions?

That's OK.

It's, uh, uh, natural.

It's, uh, Biblical.

Smell anything?

That's cordite.

I've Smell of gunpowder.

Yeah.

I noticed it myself.

What do you say we
check things out?

Hang on a minute.

Hey, the Englishman and
I are going in the woods

to check things out?

Can you tell the others?

And, uh, I recommend the rest
of you stay on the beach.

Who put you in charge?

I'm capable of making
my own decisions.

Listen, sweet cheeks.

It's just a recommendation
for your own good.

Don't call me sweet cheeks.

It's patronizing and demeaning.

Modern women.

I can really do
without this chick.

What'd you say?

I said-- I said you
really don't miss a trick.

That isn't what you said.

Well, we'll talk
about it later.

Right now just tell the
others where we're going.

Well, after you, my good man.

That's a piece of luck,
having a compass with you.

[chuckle]

Look over there.

Let's go.

[laughter]

Ew, what is that?

[screaming]

What the hell is
going on around here?

Oh, Sean.

[screaming]

That's disgusting.
[inaudible] there's more

back there behind the rock.

Let's get the hell out of here.

What's going on around here?

Hey, listen up.

We saw a troop of soldiers
dressed in army fatigues.

Hey, so there's soldiers.

Isn't that good news?

Huh?

Probably a rescue party.

Oh, you think it's good news?

So what's got you so worried?

Some of them were
carrying Russian weapons.

And if they were a rescue
party, why the hell weren't

they carrying stretchers?

Hey, we better get
off this beach.

Let's take cover in the woods.

Oh, God.

No, God.

They're coming for us.

Too many men.

Oh, God.

We're all gonna due.

They're gonna kill us all.

Every one of us.

They're gonna kill us all.

Mrs. Patirez, help her while
I go back for Mrs. Summers.

Yes.
Yes.

OK.
OK.

Come on.

Come on, Doll.

We got to go to the woods.

Come on.
Up.

Up.

Get up.

Let's go.

Please, you've got
to come with us.

Oh, you mustn't be afraid.

You must make your
peace with the Maker.

I've-- I have been readied.

I go to him with open arms.

Please, for God's
sake, stand up.

You can't stay here.

Remember, the Lord helps
those who help themselves.

[laughter]

Faith.

Faith.

Faith.

Faith.

[gunshots]

[yelling]

Do not hurt them.

We will question them
later at the trainee camp.

Bring me the Jew.

Jew?

What Jew?

The one with the white
collar and black shirt.

But he's not a Jew.

Bring him.

Now, Jew, tell me
about the commandos.

My friend, I know
of no commandos.

We are the survivors
of a plane crash,

and obviously I am not Jewish.

You lying swine.

I know you are a Jew.

You cannot hide
the truth from me.

Oy vey.

My son, I forgive you.

That's just the way
Washington trains them.

You think just because a
man is dressed like a priest

that he is a priest?

No way.

These are expert, well-trained
military commandos.

I knew it the minute I first
saw that picture of the old lady

in the jumpsuit from Lohman's.

Oh, she's-- ow.

If that is true, then we
must terminate all of them

before they inform their
leaders of our plans.

What is going on?

Plane crashed on the other
side of the island last night.

Some type of American
counter maneuver.

I sent Schweinhart
to search with some

of the infiltration trainees.

You want to risk our
infiltration trainees

we have spent years to train?

Yes, because the entire
economy and all the plans

we've been making for
it all these long years

is at risk as long as even one
of those commandos still lives.

[baby crying]

Shut that kid up.

I'm sorry, Parker.

She's just hungry.

Then stick your
tit in its mouth

before it gets us all killed.

I'll take her over here and
see if I can calm her down.

Oh, baby.

Come on.

[moaning and muttering]

To risk the
infiltration trainees

on a skirmish on this island
on the eve of our mission?

Why, that's an obscenity.
[oinking]

It's-- it's-- it's--
it's pigheaded.

[oinking]

Don't ever, ever say
tha-- tha-- tha-- tha--

tha-- tha-- tha-- that to me.

Stop it.

Stop it you idiots.

Stop it men.

We must stand together.

We must be as one.

Tomorrow America will
begin to crumble.

Triumph is ahead.

[laughter]

You are right, the woman elite.

All the wealth of the
United States of A-merica

will be in the hands
of the only ones

who are capable of
preserving and managing it.

Yes, we will use
the infiltration

trainees, Major Asyolsky.

[oinking]

[music playing ]

[yelling]

[screaming]

Man, I am really getting
to hate this place.

Well, it looks like we're
going to need some weapons.

I think I can help there.

And you said it was
a coincidence I just

happened to have a compass.

This is not coincidence.

Look.

Three, four, five.

What are they going to do?

I don't know.

He's dead.

Curare and cyanide.

Very effective, but
I've only got four left.

Let's check him for weapons.

All right.

We got some toys now, man.

The situation's
really improving.

TAYLOR: Now if we can
just get a little food.

You can't eat if
you're dead, Taylor.

I don't know whether you noticed
or not, but we're in a war

here.

Now, I know something about
that because I was in Nam.

Airborne.

There's another one.

He's going to shoot.

He'll know where we are.

Hey, boy.

A less than exquisite
personality, but we need him.

Yeah, but would you
buy a used car from him?

[gasps and screams]

Like I said, Airborne.

I really think you get
off on this, Parker.

Why don't you give
me one of those guns?

This isn't a gun.

It's a sub-machine gun.

You know how to use one?

No.

But we're going
to have to learn.

I'm keeping one for myself.

You just want us to
be murders like them.

You don't murder vermin,
you exterminate them.

He looks like an hour.

The other one was a Spic.

Hey, watch that mouth.

Let's get our asses
out of here before they

start missing these two.

Listen.

I can't go with you.

This baby's going to
be too much trouble.

Will you be all right?

Yeah.

I found a little place
down by the stream.

I think we'll be OK.

We'll stand a better
chance without the kid

screaming anyone.

We've got another problem.

We can't take the
blind girl with us.

She'll slow us down.

No, no.

I want to go with you.

You stay with us, honey.

We'll take care of you.

Good luck.

Motherhood.

If it weren't for motherhood,
you wouldn't be here.

We've still got to find
those kids in the rock band.

Yeah.

Let's hope we do it before
those other guys do.

[music playing]

[gunshots]

[yelling]

We're gonna die.

We're gonna die.

We're never going
to leave alive.

Shut up.

It's your fault.
You brought us here.

Shut up.

You, on our knees now.

Get on your knees.

We know why you're here.

What are you talking about?

We know you're commandos.

Esther, Marcus,
Greg, get the women.

Let's go.

Now.

[mumbling]

Come on.

We got to keep moving.
-Stop.

Wait, please.

No, no, no.

Don't you want to
check out the guns?

I got a full mag.

Did you check your weapon?

Yeah.

Taylor, an uzi fires
from an open bolt.

Oh.

You take care of that gun,
it'll take care of you.

[interposing voices]

-No.
-Why not?

-I'm a vegetarian.
-Well, there's no meat in this--

I don't eat animals.

---and if there is, it's Kosher.
-No.

Have one.
It's good.

No.

I'm telling you.

Why aren't you off with the
other men looking for food?

Those losers?

You know, uh,
between you and me,

I plan on getting
out of here alive.

And I don't want to go alone.

What are you getting at?

I mean, a man like me could
make you very comfortable.

How would you like to
live in a $10,000-a-month

townhouse in Manhattan?

I know I would.

Dike.

[music playing]

[screaming]

Shut up.

He's dead.

For this he survived
the plane crash?

[music playing]

Those are decoy commandos, and
there must be hundreds of them.

[music playing]

[gunfire]

[yelling]

Come on.

Use it.

You have to.

Keep down.

I'll be back in a minute.

[gunfire and yelling]

Now, let's see if
you've got any guts.

Not very much, it seems.

Get down.

[yelling]

Please make it stop.

This is crazy.

[silence]

[farting noise]

[gunfire]

Come on.
Come on.

Come on.

[whimpering]

[speaking spanish]

Do not be fooled by
their appearances.

They are obviously
trained commandos

sent here to abort our mission.

[music playing]

Where were those crackers?

Lil' Lassie.

What do you want?

You've got to come with me.

There some people
who'd like to see you.

No.

[screaming and crying]

Oh, shit.

Help me, bitch.

Help me.

[crying]

[gunfire]

Run, you bastards.

Run.

Don't fuck with me.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm Airborne.

[gunshots]

Now the day is over.

Night is drawing nigh.

Shadows of the evening
steal across the sky.

Now, stewardess, you are really
going to learn about flying.

And then your friends will give
us the information we need.

Congratulations.

You are now an honorary
member of the Luftwaffe.

No.

[laughter]

[screaming]

[laughter]

Will you guys keep
your voices down?

There's soldiers
all around here?

Who are these soldiers?

Why are they trying to kill us?

This isn't the time to--

Quiet.

Something's coming.

Parker, we thought
you were dead.

Thought I'd find you up here.

At least you had enough
sense to get to high ground.

What are you looking at?

Hey, I didn't want to stand
out in my civvies, OK?

What are those, Parker?

These are ears.

What'd you think?

What's the matter?

That's disgusting, Parker.

You ever hear of counting coup?

It's how a warrior
gets his power.

Indians believe that
you get the most

power from taking a
trophy from a warrior

you don't have to kill.

Those guys' got something
to worry about now.

Look, look, I've
got some food, too.

I've got some extra weapons,
extra fire power, ammunition.

Here's one for you, zombie.

What for?

You're the big wheel.

Why don't you figure it out?

Just like you said, we don't
like people that panic.

I think you're a
Yankee chicken shit.

Parker?

Where are the other guys?

Oh, you mean, uh,
fatso, geriatric twins,

and Helen Keller?

Real soldiers.

Yeah, they were with
you, weren't they?

Well, the last time
I saw them, they were

busy getting themselves caught.

Great.

They're alive?

Probably not for long.

Hey, look, they
were dead weight.

Now the day is--

Just like the rest, these
filthy Jews who control

American politics and business.

If you know what
is good for you,

you will desist from your lies.

Shadows of the evening--

I said shut up.

Now I make you shut up.

Oh, shit.

[screaming]

What God has joined together
let no man cast asunder.

[laughter]

[gargling singing noises]

Silence.

Shut up.

I said shut up.

[gargling singing noises]

[gunshot]

[screaming]

LOUDSPEAKER: Attention.

All trainees assigned to
contaminate Chicago's water

supply, report--

I'm the guy in this camp.

LOUDSPEAKER: No later than
1500 hours today to pick

up your contamination kit.

Faggot.

[speaking german]

Now, if you do not wish
to end up like the Jew--

[laughter]

--you will tell me
what I want to know.

What have you
done with my baby?

The baby has joined our cause.

We will begin conditioning
him now while he

is young and impressionable.

What the hell are
you talking about?

I am talking about a
plan to change the world.

Power should be in the
hands of the worthy elite.

That is the natural
order of things.

Leaders.

Leaders like Batista,
Samoza, Marcus,

Chiang Kai-shek, Idi Amin.

These men had the
vision to see this.

We will merely speed the
process along and concentrate

power in a few capable hands.

Let me show you the type
of dedicated men I command.

You there, come here.

Kill yourself.

[screaming]

Crazy.

I have always liked that man.

You're sick.

Sick.

Shut up.

That is not right.

Senor SIDA, say
hello to our guests.

He is handsome, yeah?

Do you know why
we call him SIDA?

SIDA is the word for
what you know as AIDS.

Senor SIDA, take your pick.

Let me see.

To who shall I teach
the art of love making?

Soon, SIDA and the
[inaudible] brigade

will be spreading their charms
throughout the United States

cities.

They are but a small part of
a massive infiltration system

designed to create
chaos at every level

of American society.

Then you will ask us to
come in and restore order.

You look pale.

Are you all right?

I choose this one.

[screaming]

Arrivederci, fellas.

And you, giving me the
eye, take her to my tent

and prepare her.

[screaming]

[gunshots]

No.

You son of a bitch.

I'm going to kill
you, you fat slob.

[screaming]

I'll kill you.

It's not my fault. You
were born in the USA.

You were--

The twins, they would very
much like to see the smart one.

Bring her to us.

[speaking spanish]

GROUP CHANT: Twins,
Twins, Twins,

Twins, Twins, Twins, Twins.

[screaming]

What is the matter
with you people?

Don't you want to
help those girls?

[screaming]

Merely you are confirming
what we already know.

What about you?

Come on.

Tell these assholes
to let me go.

Just you and me.

I win, and the girls go free.

Come on.

I do not care about the girls.

I care about the commandos.

How many we got to tell you?

There ain't no commandos.

So come on.

What?

Are you scared
I'll kick your ass?

You're damn right I'll
kick your ass, because you

killed Susan, Schweinhart.

Come on.

Come on.

Let him go.

Sean, they'll kill you.

[music playing]

[cheering]

-No.
-Let's go.

No.

Let's go.

Now, I know you're a
very smart little girl.

And because you're
so clever, I'm

going to introduce you to the
brains of the entire operation.

Cut that out.

I have done as you
have ordered me.

Get out.

Go away.

Come here you
pseudo-socialist slut.

We know how to deal
with commandos like you.

There is nothing you
can do to stop us.

The entire American
establishment is with us.

Quite frankly, my dear,
the only organizations

that do not wish to join
us are the church, which

is truly and
stupidly democratic,

and the mafia, which claims
that it already controls

most of the American Society
and does not need to change

the order of tomorrow.

Tell us what you know.

We Americans are not
afraid of you terrorists

or your truck bombings.

Truck bombings?

A truck full of
explosives blowing

up a few Marines in Beirut?

That is a amateur hour.

Do not insult us.

You have already met
Senor SIDA and his group.

Would you like to meet the
others, who within 24 hours

will be dropping drugs in every
major water supply in the US?

They will make the
Arab truck bombings

look like Mickey Mouse.

[music playing]

[cheering]

You kick my ass?

No.

I kick you.

[cheering]

Now, the commandos,
tell me about them.

There aren't any commandos.

What a schmuck.

You are a liar.

Harmless survivors
of a plane crash

could not have killed
so many of my men.

I've experienced
worse pain in my life.

Then I will have to plan
something very special

for you, old man.

[screaming]

Do it the way I taught you.

Come on.

Come on.

Give it your best shot.

[speaking spanish]

[screaming]

[speaking spanish]

[music playing]

[explosions and gunfire]

My face.

My face.

[explosions and screaming]

Shit.

[music playing]

Stop.

What you doing, Lydia?

Get back.

No.

No.

Where you going?
Come back.

Lydia.

Lydia, don't leave me.

Don't leave me in this place.

What am I going to do?

How am I going to
get out of here?

[gunfire]

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

I was following the orders.

No.

No.

Hey, Mr. AIDS.

I was-- I was.

Bloody piece of junk.

All show and no blow, my friend.

He was mine, Parker.

[groaning]

Oh, God.
Help me.

Help me.

Oh, God.

Oh, please help me.

[crying]

[moaning and crying]

Stand still.

You're pulling out the tubes.

I gotta go the john.

What do you want?

[screaming]

[gunfire]

What God hath joined together,
let me man cast asunder.

It takes a woman to do it.

[gunshots]

Bon appetit, asshole.

[explosion]

[gunshot]

[gunfire]

[screaming]

All right.

We gonna make you
Airborne yet, boy.

Listen, I'll just settle
for a deal on a used

ca when we get out of
this thing, Parker.

You got it.

Die, you goddamned bastard.

You neo-Nazi.

This is for Dachau,
Dunkirk, and Normandy.

My wife.

My wife and I were going to
take one last vacation together.

I lost my arm to cancer.

The rest of me is real enough.

Yes, we can see that.

Come.

Come, let's go.

Come.

Ew.

[music playing]

[crying]

Kim?
Kim?

No.

Yes.

I found this by the Jeep.

Maybe they take
the baby with them.

I thought you might want this.

Like I figured.

You didn't fire a single
round, did you, scum bag?

[spanish announcements]

We're in goddamned
Cuban territory.

What I want to know is an you
arrange to have the boat arrive

here as soon as possible?

The boat will leave
Florida as scheduled.

It will be here at dawn.

And it is your
responsibility to keep

the trainees alive until then.

I know my responsibilities.

Ramirez, any word
form Swinehardt?

No, Jennings.

Then call Havana.

We must use the boat
that our people in America

are sending us.

This operation must
remain top secret.

If anything goes wrong,
we cannot afford to have

a Cuban vessel involved.

Maria, they started
talking in Spanish.

See if you can get any clues as
to what they might be planning.

Yes.
Yes.

I will.

OK, everybody listen up.

The guessing games are over,
and that's the good news.

The rest, well, here's the deal.

We've had the bad luck to
land on a little island

called Isla de Providencia.

Cuban territory.

Well, what about those Arabs?

What are they doing here?

Well, the island's
charted as uninhabited,

except it's crawling
with terrorists

from all over the world.

You've got your PLO,
Baader-Meinhoff,

Islamic Jihad, Black September,
some Libyans, some Syrians.

You name it, they're here.

The cream of the crap.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's why they're
such shitty fighters.

They're terrorists.

These pussies couldn't whip
anybody that fought back.

Well, there are soldiers on
the island, Cuban soldiers.

They're here to see that
both phases of an operation

are successful.

This being phase one,
terrorist training.

Now, according to the
map I saw, there's

a Cuban military base about
four miles away from here.

That's where phase
two will take place.

The boarding and
departure of a boat

especially chartered
for the occasion.

It seems they're planning
a massive infiltration

of the United States,
coast-to-coast, New York to LA.

They're out to kill as
many people as they can

and freak out the rest of
the country in the process.

And the best news
of all is, they're

leaving tomorrow at dawn.

PARKER: So the Commies
got the terrorists

doing they're dirty work now.

We better pick up
this hardware, people.

We're going to need it.

It's a little more
complicated than that.

There were papers in there
with American names it.

People with influence and
contacts in Washington,

and from what I can
see, they're the ones

at the top pulling the strings.

LYDIA: But wait a minute.

That doesn't make any sense.

Why would right-wing
Americans be working

with Cubans and terrorists?

They're left-wing.

OK.

There were political papers
there written by Americans.

They're using the
terrorists to accomplish

their own selfish goals.

LYDIA: What goals?

The usual ones.

Money, greed.

They want the terrorists
to destabilize the country.

Then they're going to blame
it all on the Communists.

That way they can get more
and more right-wingers

running things in Washington.

It's greed, pure and simple.

The rich aren't rich enough.

The corporations
aren't powerful enough.

They want more, and
they're willing to do

anything to get it.

Whoa.

Now, I don't believe it.

No American's going
to work in cahoots

with Commies and terrorists.

Hey, it's just like I
told you before, Parker,

communist, fascist.

There really isn't
much of a difference

when you come right down to it.

It's just another one of their
power games, and kick off

is tomorrow morning.

Wait.
Wait.

I hear something.

Taylor.

[speaking spanish]

[oinking]

[speaking spanish]

[oinking]

Taylor, there is a detachment
of soldiers and hour away.

Wait.

SOLDIER (ON WALKIE
TALKIE): the commandos.

We will check it out.

They're coming.

Marshal, got any ideas how
we can slow these jokers down?

Maybe.

Let's see what
the General Parker

knows about some demolition.

Good idea.

[music playing]

Taylor, my baby's not here.

Don't worry, Kim.

We'll find her.

If it's the last thing
we do, we'll find her.

Come on.

Come on.

[music - chris demarco, "alive"]

[explosion]

That ought to keep the bastards
off our backs for a while.

Yeah?

What's next?

Well, the way I see
it, we got one choice.

What are you talking about?

Headquarters?

[laughter]

You've gotta be kidding.

I'm not kidding.

And neither are they.

Look, I'm asking
you people to fight.

We're as unsafe here as
we are in any other part

of this island.

Now, correct me if
I'm wrong, but we've

got enough ammo and grenades
to blow these bastards away.

We've got enough to give
them a good surprise.

Look, if you're
unwilling to fight,

at least help me carry
the stuff into position.

Then after that you can do
whatever the hell you want.

No.

I don't think
that's good enough.

This is a matter of commitment.

We're the only ones
who can stop them.

And besides, I'm tired of
these bastards chasing me

all over this island.

Let's kick some butt.

My sentiments precisely.

Rock n' roll this joint.

Yeah.

You can count me
in in this action.

Just point me in
the right direction.

I'll blow their balls off.

This is war.

All right.

Let's do it.

[cheering]

[music playing]

How does this
goddamned thing work?

Where's it open?

Listen, my vacuum
cleaner opens over here.

This is not a vacuum cleaner.

Why not?

It works the same way.

[screaming]

[music playing]

[interposing voices]

Shut up.

[music - chris demarco, "alive"]

Just a little
bit further and we

should be able to their
headquarters from the cliff.

How you holding up?

You really want to know, huh?

Well, my bunions are killing me.

My bursitis is acting up.

And I think I have
hemorrhoid flare up.

Other than that, I'm doing
just great, soldier boy.

-Hey, Taylor.
-What?

Wait a minute OK?

I gotta rest for a minute.

These shoes are killing my feet.

TAYLOR: We just have a
little further to go.

Hey, you're the
one with the boots.

I couldn't find a dead
terrorist with feet my size, OK?

All right.

Do whatever you have to do.

Just let me rest
for one minute.

[screaming]

TAYLOR: Don't move.

It bit me.

The snake just bit me.

It's fine.

It's all right.

-Suck out the poison.
-It's all right.

It--
-I'm going to die.

Suck out the poison.

I'm going to die.

I'm going to die.

Suck out the poison.

Pardon the intrusion but we
do have to get up this ridge.

Interesting.

What's going on?

Snake bite.

Oh, that should happen to me.

I ain't volunteering?

What-- what about the poison?

I tried to tell you.

That snake wasn't poisonous.

Look at that lousy
bunch of lemmings.

I'm gonna lose them.

I'll, uh, I'll make a deal
with the, uh, freedom fighters.

Yeah.

That's what I'll do.

These trees.

God, what I wouldn't
do for a match.

God do I hate nature.

[yelling]

I'm French.

French.

I'm here to help.

I am-- please believe me.

I'm here to help you.

I've got things for you.

Here.

You know, Colonel, I've never
been a man fond of parting

with money.

However, I believe in your
cause and the cause of your men.

And I am prepared to offer you
$1 million in gold each-- each.

Believe me.

I'm telling the truth.

Please.

[belch]

Jennifer, wait.

Here's some clothing.

Make a bed for yourself and
get a good night's sleep.

We got a big day ahead tomorrow.

Oh, Cooney, thank you.

Cooney, wait.

I have something to tell you.

I know that I can see you
better than anyone, because I

can feel what a
wonderful person you are

and how special you are.

I've dated a lot of
boys before, and I

thought I knew what love was.

But I didn't until I met you.

Listen, Lydia,
tomorrow it's going

to be pretty
dangerous out there,

and I don't want you in on it.

You know, that's the first
time you called me Lydia.

Come on.

No, seriously.

Not sweet cheeks,
not babe, just Lydia.

Lydia.

You like the way I say it?

Yeah.

Come on, Taylor.

Let's go for a stroll.

What?

Come on.

I want to give you
the shirt off my back.

Come on.

A full moon.

I guess we're lucky.

At least we don't have to
sit around in total darkness.

I've always loved full moons.

I lost my virginity
under a full moon.

I never thought my life
would end like this.

I'm planning to come
through this alive.

This morning you were scared
stiff and crying your eyes out.

You try chopping
Siamese twins apart

with a machete and not change.

Yeah.

[MUSIC CHRIS DEMARCO, "STORM IS
RISING"]

Cooney, I love you.

[MUSIC CHRIS DEMARCO, "STORM IS
RISING"]

Want some camo?

It can make you invisible.

Help psych out those scumballs.

No.

This time I want them
to see me coming.

OK, gentlemen, take as
much as you can carry.

Ladies, I want to stay here.

[arguing]

We'll leave you
plenty of ammunition

if you need to
defend yourselves,

but you're staying here.

What sense does that make?

Yeah, forget that.

Hand me a gun.

Give me a gun, too.

How long do you think we'll
last here alone without you?

Look, I thought we
agreed on this last night.

Lat night's not today.

Today I'm going with you.

And so am I.

-Me too.
-Me too.

Yep.

I'm with them, Dollface.

Up to now I thought you had a
brain, but now I'm not so sure.

OK.

Hold it right now.

[oinking]

JENNINGS (ON LOUDSPEAKER):
Survivors of Flight 777,

I know you can hear me.

I'm Bill Earl
Jennings, the commander

here on the Isle de Providencia.

[oinking]

I have spoken with your
friend, Roger Kirkland.

And I know he is
telling the truth.

All bloodshed has been a--

[oinking]

--regretable mistake.

But there's no need for
there to be anymore.

Put down your weapons.

[oinking]

And come in.

We will arrange tran-- tran--
tran-- transportation for you.

Transportation?

Yeah, right.

He's full of shit.

He'll never let
us off this island.

Not with what we know.

Never happen.

This is Roger Kirkland,
the Roger Kirkland.

Taylor, can you hear me?

They believe me.

We should have stayed
right there on the beach.

I was right all along.

Come on.

Come on in.

The war is over.

Come on in.

[oinking]

He's is a Wall Street
man through and through.

Only this time he's not
conning widows and orphans.

He's got me to deal with.

All right, consider
yourself a goddamn rear guard

if you like, but stay here.

Hey, I want to be with you.

Tonight.

[music playing]

Who the hell are they?

Left, right, left, right,
left, right, left, right, left,

right, left, right,
left, right, left,

right, left, right,
left, right, left,

right, left, right, left--

Those guys were wearing
fatigues yesterday.

They're the terrorists.

How come they're
dressed like civilians?

SEAN: Well, how would you
dress if you're a terrorist

cruising into America?

There's Kirkland, walking
around with the terrorists

like he own the place.

Looking confident as hell.

[music playing]

Yeah, for a dead man.

We better start
figuring out a way

to stop that boat from leaving.

Right, left.

Move it.

Left, right.

Turn to the left.

Left, right.

That truck, that's
filled with explosives.

That truck over there.

Why don't we take them out
their own favorite tactic?

A truck bombing.

You realize that's
a suicide mission.

I'm volunteering.

Listen--

No.

You listen.

I'm an old man with cancer.

Now that my wife's gone,
I've got nothing to live for.

At least give me something
worthwhile it die for.

All you gotta do is get
me down to that truck

and provide me with
some covering fire.

What do you say?

[music playing]

Come on, big guy.

You can do it.

That's it.

Wait for me, I'm scared.

Shit.

[music playing]

I think they're
just within range.

Three, four, five.

All guys, let's go.

Not bad for a pinko pacifist.

Not bad for a
used car salesman.

It's a miracle any of
us made it this far.

Yeah.

That thought's crossed my mind.

Keys in the ignition.

Well, we got one problem.

They're going to hear the
minute we start up the truck.

Not if we have a diversion.

Look, I'm going
to go around back.

When you want me to cut
lose, raise your arm.

When you hear the return
fire, start that ignition.

-Hey, way a minute sargeant--
-No.

Hey nothin'.

You keep forgetting.

TOGETHER: Airborne.

I don't know whether he's
a psycho or just crazy.

Hey, he may be a psycho,
but he's not crazy.

Listen, how you
gonna pull the ring?

With my teeth.

Good luck, Hardwick.

OK.

Hurry up.

Let's go.

Don't forget the contaminated
medical supplies.

Tomorrow America
will be in chaos.

Hurry up, you idiots.

[music playing]

[gunfire]

You dumb, one-armed
son of a bitch.

Why'd you get yourself shot?

[yelling]

Let's pull back.

[gunfire]

No way, man.

We're dead.

We're not dead 'til
I say we're dead.

[gunfire and screaming]

Shit.

I'm empty.

Pull some off the dead.

We'll never make it.

What the hell is going on?

[music playing]

[yelling]

OK.

Fire.

Here I come.

Look's like we have
some reinforcements.

[laughter]

I'd say our asses just
got saved by some pussies.

Oh, my God.

[explosion]

You never listen to me, do you?

Thank God.

Lydia, come on.

Hey, grandma.

And that.

[oinking]

[laughter]

[screaming]

Oh, shit.

[explosion]

With a pair like that,
I'll let you keep 'em.

Hurry up, you idiots.

Start the boat.

Take off.

[music playing]

[yelling]

You want my baby?

There.

I have just about had
it with you terrorists.

Oh, Lydia.

That was easier than I thought.

Let's go.

[gunfire]

[spanish music playing]

Adios.

Airborne.

[yelling]

JENNIFER: I can hear you.

I can hear you, you bastards.

I can hear you.

I'm gonna take all
your goddamn ears.

You bunch of pussies.

You can't even shoot straight.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, shit.

You ain't gonna get
old Parker's ears.

Airborne.

Maria, cover me.

Shit.

Come on.

I can't.

Sean, look out.

Sean, no.

Kirkland, you're mine.

They're all dead.

Cooney, I think it's
your turn, buddy.

Yankee Doodle went to a
whorehouse just to ride a pony.

Look out.

Cooney's going for the truck.

Cover him.

That was for you, old timer.

America.

[explosion]

[music playing]

Kirkland.

You sick piece of shit.

I'm gonna take
your fucking ears.

Back to the car lot
you stupid redneck.

Kirkland.

Hey, hey.

I'm glad to see you guys.

We won.

We-- we won.

Uh, hey, how'd you like
the way I went undercover?

I infiltrated the campfire,
I made a deal so that we

could set up the ambush.

Roger.

Roger.

TAYLOR: Three, four, five.

I was saving the last one
for someone very special.

[music playing]

The fault, dear Parker, is not
in our stars, but in ourselves.

I know Cooney and Parker
ever saw eye-to-eye.

But unlike those terrorists,
they died for a reason.

This was made unlikely
heroes out of all of us.

Unlikely heroes?

What are you talking about?

They're all dead?

Maria, Parker, Cooney.

Oh, Cooney.

I can't live without him.

Yes, you will.

No, I can't.

Yes, you will.

I can't live without him.

Let's get out of here.

Airborne.

[music playing]

Oh, my God.

Mommy.

Where did you find her?

She was sitting on
a pile of ammunition.

Seemed to like to
grenades the best.

Oh, you did, did you?

I told you we'd find her.

[music playing]

[whistling]

It's Cooney.

Oh, thank God he's alive.

Cooney?

Cooney?

Jennifer.

Cooney.

Cooney.

Is it really you?

[laughter]

He's alive.

He's alive.

He's alive.

Hey, St. Elmo, you know, I
had you pegged for a dead hero.

How'd you manage
to get out alive?

Figure my chances
would do better

if I jumped from that truck
rather than stay in there.

A full-fledged hero, you are.

What made you try it
in the first place?

Why are you
surprised, sweetheart?

We'll all in this together.

America.

[cheering]

[music - chris demarco, "alive"]

DIRECTOR: OK.

Everybody come back in and wave.

CAMERAMAN: Wave everyone.

LLOYD KAUFMAN:
Dead people, wave.

Beautiful.

Excellent.

Cut.