All language subtitles for No Retreat No Surrender 2 Raging Thunder (1988)

NO RETREAT, NO SURRENDER 2
RAGING THUNDER

Excuse me, sir.
My name's Scott Wylde.

I'm looking for a friend
of mine, an American.

My friend teach me Taekwondo.

Thai boxing. Not the same.

Hey, you're
wasting your breath.

He's not bilingual.

What's your problem, lady?
I wasn't asking you.

I'm looking for my friend Mac.

You speak the
language pretty good.

Now, what'd you say to him?

What I said and what I
implied are two different things.

What's his problem?

He just busted his training bag.

Must be looking for
something to stuff it with.

Tell him to try his mother.

Can anybody ever teach him the difference
between hospitality and hospitalize?

Yeah, you get what
you can afford.

Well, let's see
what he can afford.

Now that you're warmed up, how
would you like a real fight?

I'd love to go a couple
rounds with you...

once I found my
friend Mac Jarvis.

"Mac Jarvis? What do you want
with that bag of foul wind?

Don't call them names.

Mac's been like my brother
since I was a teenager.

You know he's a Vietnam hero.

Big deal.
So are thousands of others.

What's the matter?
He love you and leave you?

He couldn't tie his own shoelaces.

Never mind something so complicated.

Please, just tell me where he is and
I'll be gone before you can say go.

Yeah, you might try the
Superstar in Pat Pong.

It used to be his pit stop.

- What's Pat pong?
- It's the skid row for misfits.

If I were you, I'd stay
clear from that area.

if you want to keep all your parts.

Thanks for the pep talk,
but I gotta do it my way.

No. Thanks!

Do you like a beautiful lady?

No, thanks.
I'll take a rain check.

Check? Ok.
Check.

- Oh!
- Check, check, check.

This ain't my day...

- Hello?
- Yes?

This is the Wing residence.

May I speak to Sulin, please?

One moment, please.

Come in.
It's open.

This one like you, big.

Virgin too.
Speech phrases for you, big dog.

No! Get out!

- Hey, Su Lin.
- But, dad.

- What big hurry?
- Nothing, it's just my phone.

Why? She's good.
Number one, you know.

Miss Sulin speaking.

Miss Wing,
this is Frank Dobbles,

assistant registrar of
Oberlin College, calling.

It appears we have some
problem with your diploma.

My diploma?

It appears the graduation
committee of the Dean's office.

are greatly disappointed
with your, shall we say,

somewhat scary relationship
with Mister Scott Wylde.

We must request that you
return your diploma immediately.

Scott, cut it out.

Where are you?

In Bangkok.
I just got here.

But you said you'd
be here next week.

- I miss you, baby.
- I miss you, too.

- Have you told your parents yet?
- I was waiting for you to get here.

- Where can we meet to, you know...
- Have dinner?

I know a fantastic place.

The palace garden
on Sukhumi Road.

I have a better idea.
Why don't we have...

Forget it. I give for you this girl
number one in Thailand. Forget it.

I don't wanna...

Scott? Scott!

What's going on?

Out of my room!

Sorry, honey, it's a bell cap trying
to deliver someone's dog in this room.

Try next door!

Like I was saying,
I'll see you there.

Okay, I'll make reservations.

- Bye.
- Okay, bye.

Good evening, sir.
May I help you, sir?

- Table for two, please.
- Do you have reservation?

I'm supposed to meet someone here.
Can you pager Su Lin Wing?

- Oh, this way, sir.
- Thank you.

- Hey honey!
- Scott!

- You like them?
- They're beautiful.

Hey, you're beautiful.

I see you're still wearing the
Iron Maiden look.

What do you expect
from a bachelor, huh?

That's a dumb.

You know, this is the first
time I feel like a bump.

Don't worry.
My dad's a shareholder here.

Hey, you must be doing pretty good.

I suppose he's got shares and
a diamond mine, too, huh?

I thought you said Vietnamese
people were poor.

They are.
My dad's electronic, that's all.

I ordered some of my
dad's favorite dishes,

just in case you might
want to impress.

Well, what's good for
your dad's, good for me.

What's all this stuff?

This is deep fried locust.

This is steamed cicada.

And that one over there
is smoked dried iguana.

And these are steamed
meatballs, right?

No, they're tiger's balls.

Real tiger's balls.

I can see your dad could be
a tough guy to negotiate with.

I think I'll try the soup instead.

Not even gonna ask.

Maybe you like this one better.

It's special.

Oh, great.
I love this stuff.

I have it all the time
when I go to Chinese restaurants.

You know, this is the best
bean curd I've ever had.

Scott, dear, those are
some monkey brains.

Very funny, sweetheart.

Just wait.
It gets better.

Of all the hotels in Bangkok,
how did you find this one?

Well, the guide map
said it was a five star.

Just pretend it's the
Beverly Hills Hotel.

I don't like it, Scott,
gives me the creeps.

Your highness, as you can tell,
I've spared no expense.

Your kindness won't go unrewarded.

Hello? Hello?

This is Vin Nguyen speaking.

Hello?
Are you still there?

What happened?

What do you mean
they are dead?

How about the general?

Hello? Hello!

Is there anybody there?

Damn it!

- I love making that to you.
- Me too.

Scott. When we were
in college as classmates,

I think I lied to
you a little bit.

My family isn't poor.
They got a lot of money.

My dad travels in high circles.

I won't hold it against him,

just so long as he
accepts me for what I am.

Anyway, money can't
buy happiness.

That's probably that
damn pimp again.

What pimp?

Hey, I told you...

Hey, is this the right address?

Hey, what the hell's going on?

- Why did you get it?
- It's my fianc�s.

I'm trying to find her parents.

To tell him I think
she's been kidnapped.

- You are arrest.
- For what?

Hey, you can't do this to me.
I'm an American.

- Hey, you gotta read me my rights.
- You have no right.

This is Thailand.

Shit!

I want to see a lawyer.

I wanna sue your asses.

I'll own this freaking country when Mister
Wing gets through with you.

Again. What is your
relationship with Miss Sulin?

I told you, we're just friends.

I told you, we're just friends.

How many times do I have to tell
you the same thing before you understand?

I want to speak to the
American consulate.

You should have thought of that before
you start killing people in Thailand.

Your consulate could
have advised you better.

I swear, it was not my fault.

You're trying to tell me those men
were just dying for a thief?

Hey, man, drugs are a
deadly trip, you know.

Shut up!

What do you think?

Well, general, do you think
you can arrange it?

Yes, if you have the green
light from your American consulate.

After I received your phone call,
I informed the consul general.

He's already given his consent.

Captain, have the young man taken
out to base five immediately.

There'll be a plane waiting there
to take him to Singapore.

We're going to have to
inform immigration to block

his reentry visa for three months
until this thing blows over.

Give him some money.
What happened was not his fault.

He was only trying to help.

You're leaving on a
special flight to Singapore.

I suggest you do not return.

Leaving? Why?
What am I charged with?

Murder.

Or perhaps you'd like
to hang instead.

How are you doing? You know
a guy named Mac Jarvis?

Who?

Big guy, about 200 pounds.
Six three, American.

- Up stairs.
- Thanks.

Hey, Matt, how's it going?

You still pissing
on the rug, kid?

What's the matter, big man?
Can't put him down?

Hey, hey, hey. Stop.

It's a good way to get
yourself hurt, kid.

Let's go get a beer.

Hello, darling.
"Sxng" Beer, Sing.

You know, I didn't need
your help back there.

I can take that guy
with no problem.

You sure, kid.

Still the same cocky
green dog, huh?

That was ten years ago, Mac.

I see you've
improved since then.

You bet your ass.
I've improved.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

Grab your beer.
I'll show you something.

OK.

Come here.

- What's this murder business?
- How'd you know?

You're the lead story in
the local news, that's how.

Now what's going on?

Two guys tried to kill me last night,
that's what's going on.

Because maybe you're
packing a load of China white.

Come on, Mac, you know
me better than that.

I do.

OK.

- Are you hungry?
- Starving.

I think I know a place
where we can chow

down without some bounty hunter
trying to cash in your chips. Come on.

Here, try some of this, kid,
put lead in your pencil.

If that's the case,
you need it more than I do.

Yeah, you're
probably right, kid.

You've been over
here too long.

Look, kid, gotta be practical.

This is Thailand, not Indiana.

These things have a habit of
working themselves out.

Besides, I got a
business to run.

I got enough problems as it is.

Mac, it doesn't sound like you.

I thought you came over here
for more high powered action.

Never thought you'd retire.

Hey, cool it, farm boy.

Don't drive the knife
in any farther than...

So what's her third choice?

Right, right.
Come.

Good chow and no
bounty hunters, huh?

It's the last time I
have dinner with you.

Cut the comedy.
We're in a deep hole.

We're gonna need a pat
hand to get out of it.

How about a royal flush?

Go!

Shit!

Don't move.

Hey man.
I am a statue.

You don't move.

Mac, that's one of the
guys that took Sulin.

Oh, yeah?
Good evening.

Where is the girl?
Where is the girl?

Get out of the way, kid.

You don't want to get
hit with the spray.

It's kind of like punching
open a can of beer.

It's Vietnamese for
climb Death Mountain.

What the hell is that?

Cambodia.

Shit!

Come on, come on.
Let's book.

- What sort of business are you in?
- Spare parts.

Little something from the People's Republic.
Little something here from Uncle Sam.

A little import export
business, you might say.

- Pays the rent, huh?
- Hmm.

What did you say Sulin's
dad's name was?

Wing Nguyen Kim.
Why?

Cause we ain't talking kidnapping
here, boy. We talking war.

Wait a minute.
Wait. War?

What kind of war?

Kim Nguyen Kin is a very well
known Vietnamese refugee in this area.

When the good guys
folded up their cards in Saigon,

he split with his family and
a whole shitload of personal wealth.

Which all voices
conveniently called.

People's gold.

Now, to make matters worse,

the rumor is he's trying to personally
fund some kind of a group.

I know for a fact he's in tight with the
Khmer resistance fighters in Cambodia.

They've been fighting
the VC for years.

They'll take a crack at him
any chance they get.

What's that got to do
with Sulin and me?

Well, it seems there was a major purge
in the Kong army the night before last.

A whole lot of big
boys got wasted.

Sulin was taken last night.

And they killed
everyone in her family.

Wrong. Not everyone.
Her father escaped.

How do you know?

All along, I thought you
were a brain surgeon.

Right.

Anybody with brains
enough to need surgery

would have been out
of here a long time ago.

Very funny.

So why don't we
find Sulin's dad?

Because he's hiding
somewhere, or he's dead.

Either way, I don't have
enough choose to find him.

You see this?

This is a Toporov 19F.

It's a recently upgraded edition.

I'm afraid your lady's
become prime bait.

Somebody heavy. Once
Roll man, and bad.

Is that the bottom line?

What makes you so sure?

Because this little baby wouldn't be
in our viet friends hands tonight.

Unless it was provided by a
soviet special advisory group.

My guess is they're operating
somewhere in Cambodia.

Mac, we gotta get her back.

Sure. All we do is we take that division
of marines I got parked out in the back.

March em down the middle of the Vietnamese
army and demand a release. Right?

You got any better ideas?

Yeah, skip the wedding march.
Find yourself another playmate.

Asia's teaming with her.

Mac, Sulin's gonna be
the mother to my kids.

With you or without you,

I'm gonna get her
back any way I can.

All right. You want to
start a war? You got one.

It's a hell of a reunion,
though, bud.

Besides, what would
people say if I let some

cherry ass go bopping off
in a bush by himself?

Now you're talking.

Yeah, well, talk by his time.
But we gotta cover space and fast.

Now, we're gonna need
some special transportation.

Load of goodies for the natives.

Take MasterCard?

Sorry. You'd need a flying circus
to move old sudden doom.

Besides, you can't afford it.

We gonna go like this?

No. I'll get you some black
pajamas and you'll fit right in.

All right, look, let's get cracking.
I got some phone calls to make.

All right, that should do it.
Chop will be here any minute.

- Let's get it.
- You got it.

Fuck!

Come out.
You're arrested.

Come on!

You have just 30 seconds to
come out and surrender yourself.

Down here.
Down here.

- You?
- Welcome aboard, boys.

Terry. What are you
doing here, you witch?

Right now she
looks like an angel.

If you were expecting Santa Claus,
you're in for a big surprise.

So, what'll it be for you two Boy scouts?
Standard tour of Bangkok.

Kill a son of a bitch
that booked her.

This broad doesn't know the difference
between a rotor and a blender.

Speak for yourself.
Nobody knows this territory like I do.

Besides, I'm the best.

Infiltrating political
backyards is my specialty.

Anyway, had I know it would
have been the two of you,

I would have told the
jobber to screw off.

Fine. Set this bird down.
Let me fly it.

Oh, no.
I don't have no death wish.

Well, neither do I. Would you
two tell me what's going on?

Ah, she's pissed cause I
wouldn't jump her bones.

He's threatened because
I used to break his.

You know, there's a fine line
between sex and violence.

It's too bad you erased it.

I didn't know you
were so discriminating.

Listen, if you two guys want to
pull out, that's fine with me.

- I get paid either way.
- That sounds familiar.

Terry, remember, you get
what you can afford.

Listen, blue eyes...

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.
You two know each other?

Yeah, we met at your old gym.

Oh, geez.

Parkbegs's are under your seat,
gentlemen. You probably need them.

Well, boys,
welcome to Cambodia.

Where's the sign?

About 150 miles back.

Thanks for the warning.

We're getting close, Mac.
You better guide me in from here.

What for? You've been
flying high enough for the

Vietnamese radar
to guide us in anyway.

Listen, you do your job,
and I'll do mine, okay?

- See that clearing up ahead?
- Yeah.

- Set it down over there.
- That's a roger.

You sure about this
communes resistance?

I gotta be sure I get out of here
alive if anything goes wrong,

You're out of your element
on the ground, aren't you?

Don't worry.
Nothing's gonna go wrong.

Well, if anything does go wrong,
I'm out of here

as soon as you hear
those rotors humming.

- You got the message?
- Sound fair to you?

What do you think?

Hey! Hey!

- I thought you knew these guys.
- Yeah, I thought so too.

Probably I can't
remember from where, though.

Colonel Tol Nol...

- I'm Mac.
- So, Mac, my friend.

We made that laugh, no?

Colonel, this is my
associate, Scott Wylde.

- Sir.
- Scott.

And this is our pilot.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Well, Mac, what brings
you to my country?

It's personal, Colonel.

Personal.

Well, Mac, you always
drive me a hot bargain.

Come on in.
Have a seat. We'll talk.

Colonel, Win Nguyen
Kim's daughter.

Being held captive somewhere
in the Kadamam mountains.

He's asked us to
try and locate her.

Bring her back
if she's still alive.

That mountain range
is a big area to cover.

Besides, isn't Vietnamese
held territory.

What made you think that
I know where she is?

Does the tiger sleep
on unfamiliar ground?

Why should I do
this fella to you?

Her father
be very grateful.

It's true. Kim Nguyen has
been an help to our cause.

- But...
- We have a clue.

"Climb Death Mountain."

Now, this time you're
asking a lot of my friend.

"Climb Death Mountain."

It's the code name for the
tight security Soviet training.

based deep within the
jungle of the Kadamam.

range at the source
of the Sang river.

The Soviets are marshalling
hardcore Vietnamese

and kill insurgents too.

Search and destroy dissident
group throughout the area.

Demur of operation involves both terrorism
and torture of the worst kind.

The long term objective is to

subjugate the peoples
of Southeast Asia.

The most immediate objective is
to annihilate our resistance movement.

We have tried to get men in
there, but not have come out.

She must be worth a lot of
money to you to come so far.

Well, she's worth
a lot to her father.

I see.

- So it would cost you.
- Cost?

No problem.

You see this?
I got a hundred of these.

Special just for you.

20% off.

Sorry, Mac. I need
more firepower than

that to handle the
Vietnamese artillery.

- Well...
- Colonel, sir?

- I got it.
- Will this do it?

- Wait a minute.
- Hold it.

I see, you're holding
out on me, Mac.

- No...
- Come on. Never mind.

I take one. Of course.

And I'll pay with "black rice".

I don't know, Colonel.
Opium...

Come on, Mac.
For you it's a piece of cake.

Sure, Mac. You can always
smoke the profits.

Come on.

Oh, what the hell?
Colonel, you did it again.

- You win.
- Good.

Now that's just one other condition
I would like to mention.

One other condition.

I keep the pilot till you return.

No way.
You can eat shit and die, Colonel.

Oh, you mean like
a security deposit?

That's right.

Well, Colonel, what makes you
happy having her around here?

- I'm happy.
- You guys gotta be kidding.

I'm not gonna stand
for this bullshit.

You guys are all sucking up flies.
I'm getting the hell out of here.

Good luck.

I'll kill you, Mac.
I swear to God I'll do it.

Like I was saying, colonel,
you drive a hard bargain.

Don't wait up, horse honey. Right.
When you get work.

Excuse me.

What the hell is going on?

Come here!

Are you okay?

Kid, you brought me a
heap of trouble.

So what do we do now?

Get the hell out of here.
What else?

What about Sulin?
I can't leave without her.

We're not exactly equipped to take on
the entire red menace, now, are we?

You crazy pervert!

Hey, never mind.

You and your friend
have a good time.

I take it back, kid.

On second thought, this
screaming excuse for a brawn will

have the commies running
for cover like stink on.

Shut up, Mac, before I
pound the wind out of you.

You know that was a dirty trick
you tried to pull back there.

- Mac had a plan.
- What plan?

We've been left
there for burnt toast.

Weren't for the aerial acrobatics,

the bastards would have
never got a fix on us.

Knock it off, Mac.

It's no more her fault
what happened back there

than it is yours for
being in love with her.

Thanks a lot, Scott.

You really have a
vivid imagination.

So let's figure out where
we go from here.

It's your campaign, kid.

I vote we head back.

You don't get a vote.

You're just along for
the cheap laughs.

I love you too, Mac.

Well, you two do as you like.

I'm gonna find that camp.

Her father must have
offered you guys a bundle.

Well, I'm with Scott.

That is, if you want me.

Hey, Florence Nightingale.

I could use a little
attention over here, too.

I thought all snakes shed
heir skin, didn't you?

- What happened?
- Nguyen Kim is still missing.

- But we have his daughter.
- Bring her to me.

Yes, sir.

- Who are they?
- The first is Khmer Rouge.

The one about to die
is his Chinese contact.

- He fights like a tiger.
- Got him loose.

You are a good fighter?

Good. I give you a chance to
fight for your life against me.

Okay!

Come on!

You're not too bad, my friend.

For this you may walk
out of fear of free men.

I kept my word full.
Now you truly are free man.

Don't be afraid, my dear.
I will not hurt you.

Now we wait for your father.
He will come for you. No?

You're disgusting.

The animals are calling for you.

Do you hear them?

Don't give up hope, Miss Wing.

After all, that's what's
keeping you alive.

Let's go.
Come on, hustle. Come on.

Did you hear that?

Yeah. You could bet
it ain't no dinner bell.

It's a bunch of Buddhist monks.

They should be able
to give us directions.

Huh?

Directions? I don't trust
nobody don't eat meat.

Come on, Mack. All they do is
sing and shake beads all day.

Touches in ought to do the trick.

- I got your touch.
- Mac. Scott's right.

They are harmless.

Besides, a bowl of veggies
could do you some good.

I hear they're great
for constipation.

Hey, look at this. Looks like
a summer camp for monks.

A little barbecue tonight?

Sure Mac, how about
some barbecued rice?

My favorite kind.

- What?
- Give me a weapon.

- Why?
- They're not allowed on Buddhist premises.

Are you crazy?
This is Cambodia.

Mac, just do what he says.

You already have
enough bad karma.

You don't need more.

I know. That
I'm worried about.

I don't like this, kid.

Do you believe in Buddha?

- Well, I...
- Frogs ass watertight.

Mac...

Can you tell us where the main branch
of the Sangha river is from here.

- Are you lost?
- We're looking for a friend.

I see what you see.
Let's go at the sunset.

I'll show you the way.
Come.

No need to tour second class.
I will send you by helicopter.

You must have been a
poacher in your past life.

- It's catching up to you, pal.
- What?

You just made the
endangered species list.

Go! Go!

See if you can torque up
that boat. We'll cover you.

Sure you will.
If I don't wait around.

Then you'll never
see lover boy again.

And I'll blow you
out of the water.

Come on. Go. Go!

Oh, damn.
I knew she'd run.

Never trust a fraud.

Just turning the boat around.

The bastards got her!

Move! Move!

I guess there's something to be said
about all this religion after all.

Mac, check this out.

Looks like we found
the real monks.

Yeah. Looks like some
forced meditation.

Hi, guys.

Whoa.
Behind door number two.

We happen to have a new
breeder rusty pineapple.

Designed to take out about
half the city block.

Yeah? Well, what's all this stuff for?

I'd say these little bundles of joy
are heading up river to little Russia.

Yeah.
Let's make a delivery.

Let's get it straight.
I don't deal with flunkies.

You're gonna have
to fight me yourself.

So if that's the way you want
it, I'll go through him to get.

Come on.
Come on.

Good try, miss.

I expected an American
to have better manners.

Pity, your foolish
friends are dead.

Soon you will follow them
if you're not careful.

It's dead end.

It's all back roads
from here on in.

Besides, water
doesn't leave a trail.

Do you think you can
make it up there?

I do not know.

These back roads are a bitch.

Tell me who sent you.

I will see to it you
get out of your life.

Well, I'll tell you.

I think the tour operator
was Cambodian Holidays.

- Tour operator.
- Like I was saying.

I got separated from my tour.

We were supposed to view
the remains of a B-52 today.

B-52?

I really should be getting back.

They take a head count.

And if you're not there
at dinner, it's the stockade.

What?

Am I going too fast for you?

Have you heard the theory about
small brains and big dicks?

Enough.
You make a spud of me.

- It's not hard.
- You attacked my soldiers.

Monks. They were monks.
And they attacked us first.

You were on your way here.

I just hate it when a group
goes all out for tourists.

And then treats
them like shit.

You know, I... The same thing
happened to me in Bermuda...

Shut up!

This is what you
risk your life for?

Doesn't seem quite
worth it, does it?

Don't worry about
ending up like her, my dear.

You won't have time.

Sulin? Remember when I told you we
were waiting for your father?

We've just learned that
he's gone back to America.

Leaving you behind.

No!

Your father was the only
thing keeping you alive, Sulin.

Since he doesn't seem to care
for you, we certainly can't.

- My only choice is to kill you.
- You bastard.

I hope you understand that
it was his choice, not mine.

The blood is on
your father's hands.

They're building your
execution platform now.

Oh, yeah? I'll see that
you use it first, mister.

That's a promise.

One you never keep.

By the way, if I hear
from you two companies,

I try to get you a refund.

Jesus, kid. You want a
Chinese gong to beat on, too?

Here.
Beat on that for a while.

I think I best move, kid.
So get the hell out of here.

You're forgetting Sulin.

Yeah, I suppose I am.

- I got one question to ask you.
- What's that?

Do you think you could hit my head?
That crossbow from over there?

Yeah, I suppose so.
Why?

- Is that an invitation?
- No, it's not.

I got an idea.

First, we gotta take
out that guard tower.

- How come you're here?
- I wish I knew.

We came here to take
you back to your father.

But I'm really here
because of Scott.

Scott Wylde?

You know him well?

We're supposed to get married.

Where's Scott now?

Is he okay?

Uh, he's on his way with Mac.

They should be here by morning.

Don't worry.
It'll be okay.

Remove the blindfolds.

I wanted you to be a part
of this morning's feeding.

I think you'll find this
most entertaining.

You know, you really
missed your vocation.

You would have been
a big hit at the circus.

You're a cross between
a jackass and a snake.

Enough!

We begin.

Wake up, let's go!

You gotta nail that
target on the other side...

- Otherwise...
- Don't worry.

- You're covered, man.
- Catch you later.

You know what to do.

- Keeps so.
- Let's do it!

I decided so that our friends
will dine on your feet first,

then on your legs.
Quite clever, no?

Is that you I smell
or crocodile shit?

Spread out!

Mac?

Come on!

Mac, look out!

Use your legs!

Come on, baby, come on!

Come on!

It's not going to work that way.
Come back first.

Mac!

Mac!

Are you alright?

Well, I guess you owe me one.

- So what else is new?
- Where's Scott?

- Mac!
- Scott!

- Scott, come on!
- Come on. Move. Move.

Scott!

Terry!

Terry!

Stop. Just don't.
Don't even move. Just...

Oh, Jesus!

You never could
stand still, could you?

You never asked me.

Doesn't mean I didn't want to.

Doesn't mean I
would have, anyway.

You always had to get in
the last word, didn't you?

Come on!
Come on!

Come on, pitfall!

- Scott...
- It's okay.

She's gone, Scott.

Let's get out
of here, alright?

Subtitles: Kilo