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Enter.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Close the hatch.

I just got off the phone
with the deputy director of the CIA.

He just got a report from the station
chief in Ciudad del Este.

Mac has, uh, vanished somewhere
in the hinterlands of Paraguay.

Is she alive?

- Unknown.
- Webb?

You knew she was with him?

Well, I knew he sweet-talked her
into going to Paraguay with him

as his pregnant wife.

If he got her killed...

Then he's probably dead as well
and you won't have to track him down.

If, uh... If she's dead,

there will be some sort of a claim
of responsibility.

- If alive, there will be a demand...
- Ransom.

Prisoner exchange,
interview with Mike Wallace.

This isn't about money.

No.

- I haven't asked yet, sir.
- Then don't.

Admiral, I can't stay here
and do nothing.

Send me TAD to Paraguay, sir.

You're needed here.

That's unacceptable, sir.

Excuse me?

We're talking about Mac, admiral.

All right, make your case.

I could do JAG business
in Paraguay, sir.

Such as?

International Military Education
and Training, like I did in Russia.

Oh, and look how well
that turned out.

I can find her, sir.

- How?
- I'll find... I'll find a way.

Then I request emergency leave, sir.

Denied.

Then I quit, sir.

Consider my commission resigned
and my status as terminal leave.

The paperwork will be in your desk
in the hour.

Do what you gotta do.

Commander,

you're willing to give up your career
and possibly your life to get her back?

What if you're successful?

What if you can bring her home?

What are you willing to risk
to keep her?

I haven't thought it through, sir.

Is my husband alive?

He is of no use to me dead.

We were forced to hurt him badly.

It's amazing the amount of pain
stored in a car battery.

I offered to put you in his place,
but he would not hear of it.

He must love you very much.

Yes, he must.

Don't hurt him anymore.

Please, I beg of you. Spare him.

Please do not kneel before me.

There will be no more pain today.

Thank God.

Yes, praise be to Allah,
the compassionate.

He has given each of you
another day.

Perhaps you can spare him a repeat
of today.

I'll do anything.

Then just answer these questions.
Who is he?

My husband.

Well, your husband
treats you very well.

Yes.

You have just contributed
to the war effort.

I will sell these stones to buy arms.

Now, who is the man
you were trying to rescue?

- He owes us money.
- Really?

He must owe you a lot of money

for you to kill six of my men
to get him back.

Unfortunately, he is dead.

Now, I wanted to ask you.

You're wearing the same clothes
in both these photographs.

And your hair, it's the same.

What are the chances
of that happening?

Both those photographs
were taken right after my wedding.

If you had answered my questions
truthfully,

you would have spared your husband
more pain.

But perhaps you do not love him
as he does you.

Excuse me,
I'm looking for Edward Hardy.

Harmon Rabb.

He's here, sir.

I was told to expect you,
Commander Rabb.

What can I do for you?

I need help
finding a couple of friends.

What's your security clearance?

It was high enough to get through
to your boss back at Langley.

High enough
that he accepted my offer of help.

How well are you acquainted
with the situation down here?

Well, only what I've read
in the papers.

The Triple Frontier is as lawless

as Tombstone was
a hundred years ago.

Except Wyatt Earp
didn't have to deal with terrorists

and drug dealers
armed with automatic weapons.

It's a dangerous place, I know that.

A lot of people missing down here.

Recently two British missionaries were
taken hostage and held for ransom.

You ever drink caña?

Not at 8:30 in the morning.

It's a mixture of honey
and distilled sugar cane.

Nasty stuff.

You know who I'm looking for?

Yes.

Will you help me find them?

All right. You won't talk to me,
I'll tell you what I know.

United States Marine Corps, Lieutenant
Colonel Sarah MacKenzie, JAG lawyer,

volunteered to help recover
a hundred stolen Stinger missiles.

There's no way we used her.

If armed U.S. Uniformed personnel
are caught operating

without host country knowledge,

it's an act of war.

You must be mistaken
about the colonel's whereabouts.

You and I both know you bend
that rule when it suits your purpose.

She was undercover with another one
of your agents, Clayton Webb,

as his pregnant wife.

I can neither confirm nor deny.

Are you even trying
to get them back?

My company has a policy:

We do not negotiate with terrorists.

So if anyone falls into their hands,

they can consider themselves
beyond help?

Life is cheap down here.

You can trust no one.

- Is that any way to greet an old friend?
- Gunny.

What are you doing here?

Been waiting for somebody to show up.
I never figured it'd be you.

You look like hell. Are you okay?

It's a long story, sir.

You can drop the "sir."

I resigned my commission.

Sir?

I'll tell you about it later.
Let's hear your story.

I transferred down here
to Marine barracks

at the American embassy
in Asunción.

Is this the warm-weather uniform?

I'm working undercover, sir.

I got assigned TAD to Mr. Webb.

Where is Webb?

I don't know for sure, sir.

- Where is Mac?
- She's with Mr. Webb.

- Oh, my God.
- Ugh!

Darling.

Hello, sweetheart.

What can I do?

What you're doing feels pretty good.

My God.

What did they do to you?

I had no idea it would get this bad.

I'll do whatever I can
to keep them away from you.

Colonel MacKenzie
and Mr. Webb left Raul Garcia's camp

after exchanging the Stinger
circuit boards for the diamonds.

Garcia is the arms dealer?

Trading as a middleman to Sadik.

- So Garcia sent you to Sadik's camp?
- Yes, sir.

I drove the truck with the circuit boards

to Sadik's hacienda
on the Chaco Boreal.

I was supposed to wait for a shipment
of uncut coke to return to Garcia.

Well, what was Webb's plan?

Well, once I confirmed the Stinger
missiles were in Sadik's hacienda,

- he was gonna call for a predator strike.
- Yeah?

Instead, Sadik had the missiles
moved out by truck and I got jumped.

Well, how did Webb and Mac
get caught?

It was on account of me, sir.

They came in to rescue me,
and it almost worked.

They made it to a car.

A grenade hit.

That was the last I saw of them.

I got shot.

How did you get away?

Well, in all the confusion,
I crawled out of the camp.

Next thing I knew,
I woke up in the middle of a field.

A Mennonite farmer and his wife
found me.

They got me patched up.

- A Mennonite?
- Yes, sir.

There's a large religious German
community in the Chaco Boreal.

- So, what happened next?
- I hitched back to Ciudad del Este.

Why didn't you go for help?

Mr. Webb told me to trust no one.

I think Sadik knew we were coming.

There was a leak somewhere.

Right in Garcia's camp?

Or in the CIA.

Unh.
- You're all right.

How bad is it?

I've handled worse.

They think we're Israelis.

Why?

Because Israel is their enemy.

They see their enemy everywhere.

Well, what are they asking you?

Questions I can't answer.

I think there's something big
in the works,

a strike against the U.S.

Sadik needs to know
if his mission has been compromised

and he needs to know it soon.

I'm sorry about all this.

Please stop apologising.

I agreed to be here.

Yeah, I know.

Sarah,

I don't know how much
of my asking you here

had to do with your credentials,

and how much had to do
with just wanting you with me.

I don't know what to say.

I wish I could die for the both of us.

I don't want you to die for me, Clay.

Am I interrupting?

No.

I, uh...

I could use the company.

You look how I feel.

Yeah,
it's hard to keep up appearances.

Well, I'm worried about them too.

I just wish there was something
that I could do.

I mean, there was a time...

I mean, I knew when this happened
that I'd be limited by my disability,

that there would be things
that I couldn't do.

But I didn't expect to feel so useless,

you know, when the time came
that they actually need me.

No, they need you here.

You're doing something they can't do.
You're keeping JAG ops running.

That's important.

There's more than one way
to be a hero.

This, uh, might be
a breach of protocol,

and it might get me transferred
right back to the I.G.'s office,

but I won't tell if you won't.

Will you please help me?

He needs manacá.

Wait. Wait. What is that?

Balm of the manacá plant.

The Chaco natives have used it
as an analgesic for a thousand years.

Last year an American
pharmaceutical company patented it.

The Indians got nothing.

You should sit down.

I'll get you some water.

The water here is brackish.
It's all we have.

Thank you for sharing.

I know the kind of pain he's in.

They used me the same way.

I'm Warren Robinson.
This is my wife, Carla.

The kidnapped missionaries.

We came here to help the Ayoreo
and the Nivaclé

and now we've gotten caught
in your war.

My war?

- You're Americans, aren't you?
Neither here nor there.

Carla, we're victims of some kind
of fundraising for the jihad.

They want £2 million for us.

They might as well just kill us now

because our church can't raise
that kind of money.

It isn't my government
that moved these people to violence.

You're forgetting the Balfour Accord.

I have no idea
what you're talking about, heh.

We're not politicians.
We're people of God.

It's our calling to help those in need.

Even if they're Americans.

You know what worries me?

Aside from oncoming traffic?

You ever wonder
what Sadik Fahd is up to?

What his targets are?

I'd lay my money
on a large-deck amphib.

Or maybe a carrier.

Just try and keep your eyes
on the road, all right?

We wanna get there in one piece,
right?

I'm still trying to blend in
with the locals, sir.

If you blend in any more,

we'll be smeared
all over the landscape.

There's trouble.

CAPITAN

American.

- Business?
- Pleasure.

They call this country the green hell.

Why do you want to come here?

Birds.

Then you came to the right place.

What have you seen so far?

Well, we saw some, uh, parrots, uh,

a blue-belly and, uh, a Scaly Face
Pionus about a mile back.

Have you seen an Alicanto yet?

Yeah, we saw one yesterday.

It is a mythical bird.

CAPITAN

Papers.

A.J., the chairman wanted you to know
that the secretary of defence

has approved the ROE changes
for Persian Gulf Ops.

Including use
of the new weapons systems?

Reviewed and approved.

We've also been working
with the Department of Justice

to fine tune our rules
for trying suspected terrorists.

Well, thank you, admiral.

You've been a great help.

Glad to assist any way we can.

- Carry on.
Yes, sir.

Excuse me, admiral.

- I was wondering if there was news.
- No news.

What if...?

Don't deal in "what ifs," Tiner.

For food and all thy gifts
of love, we give thee thanks and praise.

Look down, oh, Jesus, from above
and bless us all our days.

I'm sure this isn't what
you're used to.

It's more than we've had
for a day or two.

We're so grateful to both of you.

Will you be able to pay
your ransom?

It's not about the money.

We're prisoners of conscience.

You must be about halfway there.

Yeah, six months.

I hope you aren't here
when the baby comes.

But I've worked as a midwife
with the Chaco.

I can help you if you'll let me.

Um, hopefully, like you said, uh,
we won't be here.

I can find no fault with you,

so you may continue your journey.

Enjoy the birds.

We're about 70 miles to the turnoff.

After that,
we'll have to take it one road at a time.

Stand up.

Woman, stand up!

You defile motherhood.

You son of a...

No!

Carla,

what have you done?

You misunderstand Sadik.

He tempers his cruelty
with kindness.

He knows what's best for us.

He tortured your husband.

He videotaped it
and sent it to your church

to show that he was serious.
He's keeping you captive

and it doesn't look like
you're ever gonna get out!

Is that's what's best? Is it?

Islam and Christianity
have much in common.

We're all people of peace.

Well, I hope your God is a loving one,
Mrs. Robinson,

because he's gonna have
a lot to forgive.

Damn it.

- Damn it.
- Hey, are you all right?

I'm fine. I'm sorry, ma'am.

How are you feeling?

I'm great, heh.

I like having babies, heh.

I didn't mean that, ma'am.

I know.

You're talking
about Colonel MacKenzie.

And Commander Rabb, ma'am.

I'm just so afraid for them.

How do you deal?

All you can do is hope and pray
and then trust in God.

My father was a minister, ma'am.
He kind of soured me on God.

Oh, maybe you should give him
a second chance.

I never, heh... I never wanna see
my father again, ma'am.

That's not the "him" I'm talking about.

Yes, ma'am.

I'll take that under advisement.

Ma'am,

this place is the only real home
I've ever known,

as pathetic as that sounds.

The truth is, Colonel MacKenzie
and Commander Rabb

and you and Lieutenant Roberts

are the first people
who've given a damn about me.

Pardon my language, heh.

I just... I couldn't stand it
if something happened to one of you.

Things happen, Jennifer.

My husband stepped
on a land mine.

And you stayed with him
so he wouldn't bleed to death

until help came.

You handled that situation
better than anybody else.

- And you can handle this.
- That's just it. That was a war zone.

I thought here, coming back,
it would be safe

and bad things wouldn't happen
to people I care about.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Things have changed.

I will leave it up to you.

I will take one of you or the other.
You choose.

Unh, Sarah.

Sarah.

The name on your passport is Jane.

Well, before you decide, Sarah,

know that one of you will be placed
in a room with one of my men.

He will put you through hell.

And no one will be there
to call him off.

I thought you believed
in a compassionate God?

Oh, he is.

And I have no interest
in debating you.

Because I'm a woman?

A woman. An infidel.
Perhaps even a Jew, Sarah.

Are you a Jew? A falsifier of words?

An occupier of the holy places?

Denier of prophesies?

One of the so-called chosen people?

Okay.

So we'll try again.

So you say you are Mr. Williams.
You claim you are an arms salesman.

You sell circuit boards
to Raul Garcia

in exchange for diamonds.
That is your story?

- Yes.
- Explain this.

After the sale, Raul Garcia's house
exploded in the middle of the night.

That has nothing to do with me.

Why did you shoot your way
into my hacienda?

Who was the man you were trying
to rescue and where is he now?

And who are you working for?

I'm self-employed.

It's the American way.

- You live in a free country.
- Yes.

Well, that so-called freedom is going
to drag your nation to the bottom.

And I, whose country you have taken,
will show you no mercy.

Peace be upon you.

Your Lord hath laid down for himself
a law of mercy

so that if any one of you
commit a fault through ignorance,

and afterwards turn and amend,

he will surely be gracious
and merciful.

You know the Qur'an?

As do I.

And this I say:

Our path is soaked in blood.

And so we write in blood,
a language you can understand.

I have to settle a matter
with the Robinsons.

Where are they?

I've made them more comfortable.

I will be back in an hour.

You decide, woman,
your blood or his.

- Enter.
Excuse me, admiral.

Lieutenant Sims
would like to see you, sir.

She did say it wasn't important,
admiral.

Then why the hell
are you bothering me?

Because I believe the lieutenant
believes otherwise, sir.

On the important scale.

Tiner, are you...?

Are you clairvoyant?

I don't know, sir.

Read my mind.

Aye, aye, sir.

Lieutenant,
the admiral will see you now, ma'am.

Is this a bad time, sir?

A bad time for what, lieutenant?

Sir, I just wanted you to know that
if there's anything I can do, I'll do it.

Yeah. Other than your job?

Here's the thing, sir.

I know at times like these

you normally turn to Colonel MacKenzie
or Commander Rabb.

Sir, I just wanted you to know
that if you ever wanted to talk,

that Lieutenant Roberts and I
are here.

Have you mentioned this
to the lieutenant?

No, sir.

Good. Then don't. Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

How did it go with the admiral?
- Ducky. Ducky.

Is that good or bad, ma'am?

It's great if you're a duck, Tiner.

Did I tell you I was sorry
about all this?

About a million times.

- If we ever get out of this...
- When. When, not if.

Aren't you the cockeyed optimist.

I can't accept dying here, Clay.
I won't.

And I won't leave you behind.

There's something
I need to say to you, Sarah.

You don't need to say anything.

No.

No. Sarah!

It's her choice and she has made it.

The Qur'an teaches you
to protect women

as they can't protect themselves.

They can't do this!

It is no more than you have done to us
for centuries.

Sarah!

Stop. Wait here.

I believe it is your custom
to kneel when you pray.

Get on your knees.

- What is going on?
Church has given its answer.

They will not pay to free you.

I did everything that you asked.

In your scriptures there was Jesus
and there was Judas.

You followed the wrong example.

Carla!

- Who was that, sir?
- I can't tell, but it couldn't be good.

Have you no mercy?

I have mercy on those
who deserve mercy.

The poor, the widowed,
the homeless.

You are none of these things
so you do not deserve my notice.

There's Mac.

- What can I say that will stop this?
- Nothing.

I'm not interested in you.

But I will sit with your husband.

When your cries for help
go unanswered

and your shrieks
become unbearable,

he will tell me what I need to know.

This goes against everything
your religion has taught you.

Don't tell me about my religion!

There is a fatwa.

It says that I can kill Americans
when and where I find them.

So my hands are clean.

Shalom, Sarah.

At least she's alive.

Well, she won't be for long
if we don't do something. Let's go.

Let's get to the Stingers.

Hey. Hey.

You take the house. I'll get Mac.

MAN

We gotta get you out of here.

I'm too far gone, gunny.

Help is too far away.

What happens now, sir?

We get Webb to a hospital.

There's no ambulance here.

We're a long way from a hospital.

You'll make it.

I have to.

My mother would never forgive me
if I died before her.

Neither would I.

I liked having you for a wife.

I liked having you as a husband
and a friend.

There's something
about sharing the same bed,

the same toothbrush.

You used my toothbrush?

I didn't think you'd mind.

You've been single too long.

Maybe we both have.

You're right.

Sarah,

I need you.

When we get back...

I'II, uh, see you back home, Clay.

Take care of her, Rabb.

It's more than I was able
to do for her.

Well, whatever you did do,
she's, uh, obviously very appreciative.

Pleasure working with you.
You too.

- Semper fi, ma'am.
- Semper fi.

- Good luck, gunny.
- Thank you, sir.

You think he'll make it?

Depends on how fast
gunny can get him help.

So, what do you know
that I need to know?

I overheard one of the guards talking
about the Stinger missiles.

From what I could make out,

they're in a Mennonite cattle farm
about 20 miles from here.

They didn't happen to mention
an address, did they?

No. All I know is that they're near
the Rio Verde, the Green River.

That covers a lot of ground.

I can't wait to not be pregnant.

I'd, uh... I'd wait on that.
It may come in handy.

Sorry about the ride.
I could slow it down.

Gunny, I need help fast.

Well, look at that, Mac.

All right, you're going into labour
so let me help you out.

You don't have any money?

No, I got picked clean.

A few days ago I had a diamond
necklace worth half a million.

- Well, where is it now?
- Sadik Fahd took it.

You got anything?

Uh, three hundred guaraní
and a credit card.

We would like to, uh,
rent your aircraft.

Okay.

Give him all the money.

And your passport and the car keys.

Uh, the hospital at Pozo Grande
is, uh, a hundred miles due east.

I will fly you myself.

Oh, no, no. My husband flies.
He's a pilot. U.S. Navy.

- Hornet?
- F-14, sir.

Off the Patrick Henry, the Seahawk.

Luftwaffe.

I was a glider pilot before the war.

On religious grounds,
I never wanted to fight.

- You're a Mennonite?
- Uh-huh.

But I did not want my family
put on a boxcar to Dachau.

- I'll get our things, sweetheart.
- Okay. All right.

So I learned how to fly
a Messerschmitt,

a Bf Ein-zehn C.

They assigned me
to a fighter bomber unit...

Now, this is my new life.

Gardens on the desert.

We good to go?

Yes. Yes.

Yeah. Thank you.

Have a safe flight.

Thank you.

- You ready?
- I'm never ready for this.

The last time you took me up,
you crashed

and I got stabbed in the leg
by a deranged hillbilly!

I still have the scar!

Try closing your eyes this time!

It only makes it worse.

It all looks the same!

We have maybe an hour left
before we run out of fuel!

Well, what happens then?

It's not a problem.
I can put it down anywhere!

That's what I'm afraid of!

Roadblock up ahead.

Who are they?

They're Paraguayan military, sir.

Thank God for small favours.

CAPITAN

I have seen you before

with a man who claimed to know
about parrots.

Only then you were driving
a nice Land Cruiser

and now it is full of bullet holes.

Now, why don't you tell me who you
are and what you are doing here?

It's a long story, capitán.

This man is hurt badly. He needs
medical assistance immediately.

First, I need to see his papers.

We have a problem with that,
capitán.

He doesn't have them.

Then I cannot help you.

How do I know
you are not smuggling drugs?

If you don't help that man,
he's gonna die.

The only way you can help him
is to tell me a story I can believe.

Ah!

CAPITAN

That looks like
the blue truck gunny was driving!

- Let's go take a look!
- Wait. Do you think that's wise?

You got a better idea?

Pedro. Pedro.

The Stingers are in that semi!

MAN

I'm going around again!

When I give you the signal,
take the stick!

What? I can't fly this thing!

You can do it, Mac!
Just take the stick and hold on tight!

Now!

We're hit.

I got it!

Mac, I'm going in lower!

When I tell you,
take the stick back again!

Any lower and we've landed!

They're on the move!

Take the stick!

I got it!

Harm?

Harm!

I'm on it.

Oh, no.

Harm!

Hang on!