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(gunfire popping)

(man groaning)

(man yelling)

(peaceful, happy music)

♫ Tearing through the badlands

♫ Taking the open road

♫ Moving like the lonely hunter

♫ Thunder in his wings

♫ Heartless is no hero, shooting just for thrill

♫ Running wild, bloodless soldier

♫ Screaming war man path, mission to kill

- [Boy] Rolf!

♫ Rolf, you found out the love inside

♫ Rolf, you're taking the road that leads to pain

♫ You're holding onto a promise

♫ That the vengeance can't die

♫ 'Cause the fire in your eyes says it all

- Hello.

- Joana.

How come you came here to visit?

- Have you forgotten?

It's been two days since we've seen each other.

- I've had quite a bit to do.

Just think I haven't even had time to take a shower.

- Well that wouldn't happen if you would

come and live with me.

- Here we go again.

You're still beating the same drum.

I'm going through a tough time and I need to be on my own.

Anyway I don't want you to get hurt.

Can't you try and understand that?

- You know where to find me if you want me.

(gun firing rapidly)

- Well then Rolf, coming clean?

- I don't know anything.

How come every time you discover a corpse around town

you think of me?

- Isn't killing your business?

Here, help yourself.

(yelling)

(phone rings)

Okay.

Come in Sergeant.

I've just been told

that they found the murderer of that poor guy.

However, to see a ferocious mercenary like you,

reduced to stealing cigars is really rather tragic.

Take him away.

Put him in the slammer.

A night in the cells won't do you any harm.

- [Rolf] Hey, what the hell are you.

(men laughing)

- The ink run out

and we need to take your fingerprints.

♫ Thunder in his wings

♫ (Heartless is no hero

♫ Shooting just to kill

♫ Running wild, bloodless soldier

♫ Screaming war man path

♫ Mission to kill

♫ Rolf, you found out the love inside

♫ Rolf, you're taking the road that leads to pain

♫ You're holding onto a promise

♫ That the vengeance can't die

♫ 'Cause the fire in your eyes says it all

- Hi there Rolf.

Fire it up.

You've got two consignments to deliver today.

- Okay, okay.

But I want a raise, you hear me?

- Of course.

But this isn't the time to start arguing about it.

- No, no never is.

Things are costing more all the time.

Pretty soon I'll be forced to beg on the street.

Fuck you.

- Huh, this lunatic's lost his mind.

- Have you repaired this crate?

- I've done what I could do, but unless the boss up there

decides to get some spare parts,

one of these days you'll be hitching a lift up in the sky.

- (laughs) Don't worry, there's no place for me up there.

(techno music)

- Why don't you chuck him?

- And why don't you leave me in peace?

Rolf the mercenary is dead and buried.

- Whereas Rolf the flyer's something else, eh?

Try another Cuban Joana.

Once you've committed certain crimes,

you never change, no matter what.

- Two cognacs.

- But can't you see you're wasting yourself

on that jailbird?

- But I wouldn't be wasting myself on you, hmm?

Isn't that so Captain?

Excuse me.

(upbeat music)

(knocking at door)

- What do you want?

- Hey, you almost made me shit in my pants, you know that?

Haven't lost your touch.

- What do you want?

- Talk to you, I simply want to talk.

Live here?

Show me around.

Don't mind if I help myself.

You were always the slickest.

To see you now all conventional like

kinda gives me the creeps.

As if you were on a leash.

- That's just what you need.

Come to the point.

- (laughs) Look, I come here to see ya

as an old friend.

An old comrade you might say.

No way to treat a friend.

- Now that you've enjoyed your little joke,

maybe you'll tell me why you've come.

- Okay, okay.

You remember that great team we got together once?

Well I've reassembled it and you're the only one missing.

- Carry on.

- We've left the easiest part of the caper to you.

A simple two hour flight and you get $50,000.

- $50,000?

And what am I to carry?

- Just a little white powder.

- Your proposition doesn't interest me.

- You're joking, aren't you?

Oh I get it, you don't trust me.

Well, paid in cash before hand.

- I don't carry drugs, get me?

- Ha ha ha.

But the dear little mother wouldn't want it all,

would she?

- Wade, you son of a bitch.

(punches thudding)

(Wade exclaims)

(bright oriental music)

- You know you're not going to shake them off that easily.

- Yes I know.

I know.

- So what are you going to do about it?

- Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

I intend to lead the life I've chosen.

- That's not fair.

You're only thinking of yourself.

- And just what do you think I should do?

Go to the police?

To my old friend Rosario?

- Rolf, you're all I've got.

- (sighs) No sentimentality.

You remember our agreement.

- Of course I remember.

I'm sorry Rolf.

- Are you mad at me?

(laughs) Ah.

Joana? - Yes darling?

- Would you like to go out on the town?

Today's my day off.

- And as luck would have it,

that was the day he didn't want me along.

Said I should take it easy, that he'd be home before dark.

Poor Dad, as though he knew something would go wrong.

He was in a horrible car crash.

From the twisted and crushed metal

they extracted a human torso.

I couldn't recognize him.

That's how I became an orphan

and was forced to sell the cafe.

But through their kindness the new owners allowed me to stay

as an employee.

- You say orphan, and your mother?

- Oh, she died giving birth to me.

- I'm really so happy to have met you Joana.

Your love for me helps me more than you'll ever know.

- I'd like to be able to believe it.

Tell me about yourself.

You've always gotten mad at me when I've asked.

- Well I never knew my father.

My mother was forced into prostitution

by a low, heartless pimp she was in love with.

As far as she was concerned, the only thing that mattered

was that I should know nothing about her life.

I went to a college that was one of the best.

For proper little gentlemen.

I was just 10 years old

when a gang of these so called gentlemen

came in my room and taunted me with the fact

my mother was a whore and a prostitute.

I didn't understand them but I fought them.

Quite a few of them wound up in the school hospital.

I was considered one of the most athletic of my year.

I then ran away from school.

I wanted to join my mother.

The meeting couldn't have been warmer.

However joy at seeing me was overshadowed by something.

A fear, which I was shortly to find out about.

In other words, the man she loved.

- What's this?

Haven't you earned anything for your upkeep?

- No, not yet.

Be nice.

- Why should I be nice?

To support this brat of yours?

Out of my way.

(dramatic music) (woman exclaims)

You stay put.

Perhaps I'll do this.

Yes.

Just this once.

(woman groans)

- Mama.

Mama what's the matter?

Mama!

Oh Mom are you okay?

Are you alright Mama?

- Nuh uh, no.

- Mama!

Mama.

What's wrong?

Come on Mama.

Come on.

Mama get up.

'Cause he couldn't make anything more,

he gave her an overdose.

From that moment I lived on the streets.

At 20 I joined the Foreign Legion.

- I'm sorry.

- No need to be sorry.

- However, I do feel closer to you now.

(melancholy music)

Joana, I love you.

- And I love you.

(laughing)

- Is that offer to live with you still open?

- I'll have to think it over.

- You've got 30 seconds to make up your mind.

- Hi there friend.

- Get the truck out of my way

or I'll crush you like I would a worm.

- I realize that you're capable of it.

But we're all old friends, aren't we?

Look who I brought along with me.

You see Rolf, all together again.

Now we can get down to business.

Have you thought about the proposition I made to you?

- You shit.

(grunts)

Amazing how you don't seem to understand

the importance of the deal I made to you.

(dramatic music)

(punches thudding) (Rolf grunting)

(Rolf yells)

(men laughing)

Look here, you either fly for us or fly for no one.

Playing it stubborn aren't we?

I thought after all these years

our meeting would've been a little cozier.

(men laughing)

(exclaims)

(theme song plays in background)

♫ Rolf you found out the love inside

♫ Rolf you're taking the road that leads to pain

♫ You're holding onto a promise

♫ That your vengeance can't die

♫ 'Cause the fire in your eyes says it all

(Rolf groaning and gasping)

♫ Watch the lone survivor fighting through the storm

♫ Set the fuse and pull the trigger

♫ Cut them to the bone

♫ Running hard for cover

♫ Savage as the beast

♫ Breaking down walls of silence

♫ Must the night rip the peace

♫ Rolf you found out the love inside

(exclaims)

♫ Rolf you're taking the road that leads to pain

♫ You're holding onto a promise

♫ That your vengeance can't die

♫ 'Cause the fire in your eyes says it all

♫ Rolf you found out the love inside.

(ominous music)

(yells)

- I got in touch with the cargo office earlier,

but they haven't seen him.

- I'm sorry Joana, I can't do a thing about it.

I've too few men as it is.

And I need them here in town.

- Thanks for nothing Captain.

Sorry to have bothered you.

(tense dramatic music)

(brakes squealing)

(men laughing)

- Scram.

Now I suggest we have a little chat.

(exclaiming)

- [Joana] Rolf, Rolf.

- Joana.

- Come on, try and get up.

(Rolf grunts) Come on.

(Rolf grunts)

- So why can't I fly for you anymore?

- Because that's the way it is.

- I said why can't I fly for you

- I don't owe you any explanations.

Let's just say I don't like your face.

Does that satisfy you?

(upbeat music)

- There's nothing doing.

Those sons of bitches put the wind up everyone.

- You mustn't worry about it.

We have enough to be going on with.

- Joana get this straight.

I don't wanna hear that again.

(gentle music)

Joana if I should ever lose you I'd go out of my mind.

I love you.

- What would you say to our going away some place?

- No, not yet.

But maybe you've got a good idea there.

Mark.

Mark wake up!

- What do you want?

Let me sleep, would ya?

- Wake up, huh?

I wanna know something from you.

I wanna know where and when you're gonna make that flight.

- What flight?

You know I haven't piloted a plane in years.

- So who gave ya this then?

- Get off my back.

- Mark!

I suggest you tell me everything.

- Tomorrow at dawn I'm gonna make a flight

for five outta towners.

As you can see they're paying me well.

- And you intend to make this flight?

(man grunts)

Mark!

- [Rolf] Morning boys.

(gunfire pops)

- Rolf?

(thoughtful music)

(knocking at door)

- [Joana] Is that you Rolf?

Well answer me.

(knocking persists)

(dramatic music)

- And where might you be going?

- [Joana] Hey what is this?

- Let us in. - Who are you?

- We're close friends of your fancy man.

- Hey there's our fancy. - Get your hands off me.

- Now get the picture, just relax.

- Make yourself comfy.

- You're not very hospitable, except for Rolf,

you seem to be out to everyone else.

- I'm certainly out to criminals like you.

- My she's got a sharp tongue.

- Listen sweetheart, no more talks to us like that.

- Hey, take a look at her.

That Rolf sure has good taste.

She's quite a dish.

(men laughing)

- Where is Rolf now?

What have you done with him?

- We've done nothing.

He's stolen or hijacked the plane.

Getting away from you at the same time.

- You're lying to me.

- Stay where you are.

- Please tell me, where is he?

- That's better, ask nicely and we'll tell you everything.

He's only gone off into the blue with all our life savings.

- But what do you want of me?

(men laughing)

- Take your clothes off.

- Didn't you hear what the man said?

(ominous music)

- Come on, don't cover them up.

We just want to admire them.

- What do you say boys?

(speaking in foreign language)

I imagine there must be a bedroom here, huh, sweetie?

(sobbing)

(upbeat music)

(snarling)

(Joana sobs)

(screaming out)

(gun fires)

(siren wails)

- [Man In Suit] Hi.

- Good morning.

- [Man In Suit] Marvelous shot.

Dead center to the heart.

- That son of a bitch.

- Hi there.

- How 'bout it?

- How 'bout some money, huh?

- Huh?

- What?

Hey.

(frenzied music)

- [Wade] I'll show you.

Yeah.

You think I'm a beast?

Well then, did you answer?

- No, no, you're not a beast.

(upbeat music)

- Won't you offer me a drink.

- Swallow.

- [Man] Oh there you are.

I was wondering.

- Sorry I'm late, I got held up.

That cargo plane was returned, it surprised me.

I had to make a fleet check made.

Discovered it needs a hell of a lot of new parts.

- Well I guess it's easy to get another.

- Not kidding you, it needs a hell of a lot of new parts.

- So you're here, you double crossing bastard.

- Now where should I be?

- And Rolf, is he back?

Where is he?

- I don't know.

- I know how to stimulate your memory.

(Mark screams)

- You're not even human.

You're a wild animal.

You disgust me.

I advise you to keep your distance.

You can't hurt me now.

And there's nothing you can do.

It's creatures like you that corrupt the world

with your drugs, your fucking drugs.

If you should procreate and your progeny should multiply,

then we can look forward to an Armageddon

and the apocalypse.

- That's enough of the sermon.

Now tell me you bastard.

Where is he?

Where's Rolf.

Where is he?

Now tell me.

- Stop, I'll trade.

- Well then, well then?

I'm waiting, tell me.

- And above all you're so stupid.

- What do you mean by that?

- Money isn't the only thing.

There's certain feelings that you will never understand.

I almost feel sorry for you.

- I don't need your mealy mouth sentiments.

- You sure gave Joana a nice working over,

you bastard.

(gun fires)

(thoughtful music)

- Got some stuff?

- Sure I have.

You know someone called Rolf?

- Sure I do.

- So he told me to tell you he's expecting you

at Karen Forest.

- Add two cards.

- Okay.

- [Man] It's John.

- I got good news.

- [Man] Well, let's have it.

- Rolf's invited us to meet him in Karen Forest.

- Ah, I once (mumbles) there.

- But there's five of us and he's all alone.

You're not afraid of him, are you?

- I'm not gonna play a hero.

The moment the charges are paid I'm on my way.

- You'll go when we all go.

When we're all good and ready.

Now let's be calm about this.

And reasonable.

If Rolf, if Rolf has come back,

he's either got the cocaine or the money.

- And actually dinero always thinks first about the money.

- Well I'm on, I want my share back.

- That goes for me too.

- So agreed then.

You Freddy, what are you decide to do?

Huh?

- Seems I have no choice.

(men laughing)

- Rolf!

- Piedro.

- Hi there Rolf.

- You haven't changed.

(tense music)

- Pedro!

- Ah, this is my fiance and this--

- [Fiance] Is Rolf, aren't you?

- Would you excuse us a moment?

- Okay if you want.

- Gimme back that package.

The arms.

- I'm not giving you nothing.

- Okay then, I asked you never to return it to me.

But now you've gotta listen to me.

- No!

- Piedro, you've known me since I fought in your country.

Look me in the eyes, try to understand.

- Quite sure you don't want me along with you?

- No, you've got Carmen to take care of now.

Look after her well.

(gun fires rapidly)

- There, that's our appointment.

- Shut up you bag of shit.

(tense music)

(gun fires rapidly)

(explosions booming)

(man yelling)

(groaning)

(twigs crackling)

- You, vulture.

(gun fires rapidly) (man yelling)

You haven't changed a tiny little bit.

(gun fires rapidly)

(men sighing)

- A specialist, my foot.

And perhaps you can tell us where that son of a bitch

is headed for, huh?

- Why don't you ask this prick here?

- Hey, knock it off.

Calm down.

We're here because we all decided to get Rolf.

And anyway who was the shithead who was supposed to

keep an eye on the airfield?

Who let him get away?

(tense music)

(punches thudding) (men grunting)

(speaking in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

(men speaking in foreign language)

(punches thudding) (men grunting)

- Hold it right there.

This is just what Rolf wants.

- Listen, listen boys.

Kind of pause like.

Why don't we separate?

It'll be easier to trap him.

(foreboding music)

(gun fires rapidly)

- You swine, I'll kill you for this.

(laughing)

(screaming)

(yelling)

- Where are you bastard, where are you?

(gun fires)

(upbeat music)

- Hold it, what are you doing?

It's only me.

(sighs)

- Max, god damn bastard, he really fooled me.

- You got yourself into a nice mess.

You certainly fell into that one like a green horn.

Yes, you're in quite state.

I'd better have a look at it.

Got to be bound up better.

(grunts)

- You bastard.

(speaking in foreign language)

(gun fires rapidly)

(gun fires rapidly)

(ominous music)

(gun fires rapidly)

(gun fires rapidly)

(screaming)

(laughing)

(frenzied music)

(men exclaiming)

(upbeat music)

- You filthy bastard!

God, help me.

(pop music)

(women twittering)

- Out of the way.

- [Woman In Pink] Hey!

- Come on, come with us.

Come on.

- Those dead bodies found in the Karen Forest,

weren't they friends of yours?

- What friends Captain?

I don't know what you mean.

- Oh?

Take this one for instance.

- This one?

This one I know.

He's a friend of Rolf's.

Any idea where I might find him?

- On his way to hell I hope.

- Not yet I fear.

His body wasn't among those found.

Now get out!

Oh and by the way,

now get this.

I suggest you leave town.

I don't need types like you.

- Don't worry Captain, the feeling's quite mutual.

(knocking at door)

- Come in.

- I hope I'm not late.

- [Captain] No, not at all.

- Was the information useful?

- No, I'm afraid it wasn't.

- So that means you have nothing for me.

- No I don't.

I'm very sorry.

Just a minute.

Besides Joana, didn't Rolf have any other friends?

- Uh huh.

(chuckles)

I once saw him talking to that negro

that lives on the east harbor.

(siren wailing)

(tense music)

- Try and hold them off.

- Okay.

How nice to see you Captain.

What can I do for you?

- You can't do anything.

I wanna see your friend.

- [Carmen] My friend?

You mean my fiance perhaps.

- Well, where is he?

- Down there.

- I'd like to have a word with you about your friend Rolf.

He's right up to his neck in shit.

- I doubt if that's actually true.

But talking about Rolf,

I think there's something you ought to know about his past.

Do you remember the massacre at Cour loo loo?

- Why, you from there?

- Yeah.

There's something I must tell you.

We were all herded towards the river,

which makes the border of our country.

There we were faced by government troops

with bayonets fixed to their rifles

to go ahead a retreat made very little difference.

I saved myself by throwing myself to the ground,

shamming dead.

After a while I felt the bodies of my tribe

falling on and around me.

But what happened to us was as nothing

compared to...

(tribal music)

(women screaming)

(men laughing)

- Stop you bastard.

- [Man] Move it.

Move it.

- [Man] Get out of my way.

Move it.

- [Man] Here bitch.

Move.

Move it.

Catch.

- Well done (speaking in foreign language).

Do it again, I need some target practice.

(women screaming) (sad music)

(gun fires)

Do it once more.

Higher.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- Come on.

Come on, hurry!

Don't be frightened.

Come on, come I said.

- [Man] Where are you taking these dirties, huh?

(gun fires rapidly)

(sad music)

(sobbing)

(screaming)

- Doesn't change anything.

Rolf will always be a god damn killer.

- Well since that time he's left his old comrades

and given up being a mercenary.

- He's become a common criminal, huh?

(gun fires rapidly)

(unsettling music)

- What do you see Spartan?

- I heard a noise behind, so I turned and fired.

- Let's continue the search.

(grunting)

- Alright boys, let's get back.

(exclaiming)

- Oh no, no.

(exclaiming)

- You'll see she's in good form,

take you away across Africa.

Have a good trip.

- Thanks.

(upbeat music)

(gun fires)

(upbeat music)

(gun clicks)

(men exclaiming)

(Wade yells)

- You realize of course I could kill you.

There aren't even any witnesses around.

- You might just be doing me a favor.

But then you don't seem like the type to do this way.

- Let's go.

A witness in your favor couldn't hurt you,

it wouldn't do you any harm.

(waterfall overpowers theme song)

♫ Put a bullet in their head

♫ Running hard for cover

♫ Savage as the beast

♫ Breaking down walls of silence

♫ Must the spells peace

♫ Rolf, you found out the love inside

♫ Rolf, you're taking the road that leads to pain

♫ You're holding onto a promise

♫ That your vengeance can't die

♫ 'Cause the fire in your eyes says it all