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It looks good at NASA One.

Roger.

BCS Arm switch is on.

Okay, Victor.

Landing Rocket Arm switch is on. Here comes the throttle.

Circuit breakers in.

We have separation.

Inboard and outboards are on.

I'm comin' forward with the side stick.

Looks good.

Ah, Roger.

I've got a blowout in damper three.

Get your pitch to zero.

Pitch is out. I can't hold altitude!

Correction. Alpha Hold is off. Threat selector is emergency.

Flight Com. I can't hold it! She's breaking up! She's breaking...

Steve Austin. Astronaut.

A man barely alive.

Gentlemen, we can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

We have the capability to make the world's first bionic man.

Steve Austin will be that man.

Better than he was before.

Better, stronger, faster.

Memo, for eyes only, to the Secretary, from Oscar Goldman.

Dear Mr. Secretary, I've received word less than an hour ago...

that Project Hornet is operational.

I'm flying to San Diego in ten minutes...

to personally supervise its delivery.

Regarding the report that a mercenary army is being recruited for a mission...

against this country or our allies.

Please be advised that Colonel Steve Austin...

attached to the Office of Scientific Intelligence...

went undercover three days ago in an attempt to infiltrate said mercenary army.

Since then, we've heard nothing from him.

Not bad.

That's kid stuff.

You wouldn't think so if that was your neck.

Can you do it, pal?

Well, do birds fly?

You got another board?

You got something a little thicker.

How thick do you want it?

This'll do.

I'll say this for you, pal, you talk a good one.

Not a bad trick.

But what do you say to this?

I'd say, "Don't do that."

What's the matter, pretty boy? You can't take it, huh?

I don't like it.

Hey, maybe pretty boy's a little better than you think.

Yeah, well, let's find out, huh!

You move pretty good there, Mr...

Ferguson.

Ferguson. Haven't we met before?

I don't think so.

What do you do for a living?

I bulldog refrigerators, freezers, major appliances.

Doesn't pay too good, does it?

Two bills a week!

To me, good is 15.

Well, it can't be legal.

It's not. You interested?

Well, 15 bills a week, I'd force myself.

All right.

I need your driver's license and your social security number.

What's your phone number?

555-2883.

You'll hear from us.

Maybe.

Callahan, I'm calling from San Diego.

Have you heard from Colonel Austin yet?

No, sir.

Well, when you do, tell him his contact will be Woronski.

Woron... who?

Woronski. W-O-R-O-N-S-K-I.

He just returned from an assignment in Europe.

He's a top man. When I heard he was available...

I contacted him and asked him to work with Steve.

Okay, Mr. Goldman, I'll tell Colonel Austin.

Callahan, I'm counting on you to coordinate this now.

Won't let you down, Mr. Goldman.

Well, Oscar, I just got their call.

I'm in their private army.

Callahan!

Hi.

Where's Oscar?

Don't worry, he's working on something called Project Hornet...

but he briefed me completely.

Yeah, well, he was supposed to give me a backup agent.

I know. That's why I'm here.

To get you an undercover agent you can relay information to.

Now I take it the mercenary recruiter has talked to you?

Yeah, this morning.

They spent the day checking me out, and they just called me.

I'm on my way to this warehouse for a briefing.

Ah, good.

I'll inform Woronski.

Now, are there any problems or special instructions?

Yeah, well there is one problem.

The recruiting sergeant and I have met before.

That's terrible!

Yeah, but he doesn't remember where.

That's good.

But neither do I.

That's bad.

Anyway, run a check on him. His name is Dave Harraway.

Colonel, any idea when they're shipping you out?

In the morning.

I'll let you know where after tonight's briefing.

Fine.

Thanks, Callahan.

Bye, Colonel. Good luck!

Sharp! You look more like a major than my old major did.

What about the army? They buy it?

Why not? My orders and I.D. were perfect forgeries.

How about the real Major Pell, no chance of him showing up?

He's 6,000 miles away.

His fake orders read 30 days detached service in Paris.

How do they look to you?

Well, they look tough enough.

Well, they hate the army, they've blown it in civilian life, and they love money.

What about the one you thought you recognized? What's his name? Ferguson.

It'll come to me.

Woronski...

Callahan, I'm in the hospital.

What's the matter with you, Woronski?

Appendicitis.

Oh, dear...

But weren't you supposed to be Colonel Austin's contact?

Hey, I'm sick.

Hey, listen, Moron-ski, I mean, I know...

if you gotta have your appendix out, you gotta have your appendix out.

Cover for me.

What should I do? He already left for the warehouse.

There's no time to get anybody else, Callahan, you're it!

Oh, yeah?

Get going!

Okay.

Right.

Oh, dear.

Oh, my dear.

Okay, men, let's go. We're moving out now.

What? You said in the morning!

Orders have been changed.

Hey, I got a date tonight!

Oh, fine, Romley, keep your date, if she's more important than $1,500 a week.

I don't know.

I guess I'll never find out.

Come on, let's go!

Sarge, I need a half hour to pick up my gear.

Everything you need will be issued to you.

Let's go!

Welcome to Camp Sta-Fit, California.

Remember that.

Anyone comes by here, or you talk to anyone in town...

the story is you're all tired businessmen.

You come here for one week of health food and physical conditioning.

Any questions?

All right, let's go to work!

Faster, you bums!

The last guy to catch up with me goes without water!

Hey, Nick, you shouldn't be running on that leg.

Sorry, Ferguson. You were last.

I'm worried about you. You better get the lead out.

How long you had a bum knee, Nic?

What bum knee?

It's gettin' a bit tough to hide.

Is it bad?

It's bad enough to get me washed out here.

But you need the money?

I need the money.

It's hard to find jobs with a lousy leg.

Well, stick with me, maybe we can pull you through.

I owe you.

I said he gets no water.

Hey, look! It's my...

All right, rest period's over! Let's get on it!

Ow!

That's another one I owe you, buddy.

Hey! Cut the talk and get on with it!

All right, Ferguson, hold it!

You got just ten seconds to explain before this thing goes off.

I am waiting, Ferguson!

Hey, Ferguson!

Yeah, Nic?

Where's the ball?

The guys are waiting on it.

Yeah, I got it! It was on the roof just like you said.

Thanks, Nick.

Man, you take chances! Why?

I thought maybe our outfits were up there.

Well, what's your rush?

What do you care what kind of uniform you wear?

I was just curious.

Hey, I'll tell you something...

for 15 big ones a week, I might go fight for the Martians.

No phone calls.

Pardon me.

Hey, honey, how about a dance?

I'm sorry, sir, we're not allowed to dance with the customers.

Yeah, well, I'm not a customer yet, I haven't had a chance to order!

Okay. Okay?

Now what kind of music do you like there, little girl?

Callahan, what are you doing here?

I'm your contact.

Does Oscar know about this?

No, I couldn't reach him, he was on his way to San Diego.

What happened to Woronski?

He's in the hospital. Appendix.

And Marley was sent to the Middle East...

and I was running out of time.

How'd you find me?

I went to the warehouse to wait outside and tell you I couldn't find a backup man.

And you followed us from there?

To the airport.

I was on the same plane.

Hmm? Hm-hmm?

Nice going, Callahan.

Can you get in touch with Oscar now?

He should be at the San Diego base by now.

Well, that's good.

Tell him I still don't know where we're going...

but we'll be wearing U.S. Army uniforms.

U.S. Army?

Any information on where I might've met Harraway?

Not yet.

We're gonna need a place to meet in case I need to get in touch with you.

I'll be up in the hills just north of your camp.

I've just developed a new hobby, it's called rock collecting.

But how will you get a message to me?

I'll find a way.

Thanks for the dance, honey.

Anytime.

Hey, Ferguson!

When you were in the Navy, were you an officer?

Hey! That's it! That's where we met!

Sure! I was the admiral in charge of the fleet.

Yes, Callahan.

Yes, you acted with great enterprise.

Any news from Colonel Austin?

Yes, he found the uniforms and they are United States Army.

You're sure he said U.S. Army uniforms?

Yes, sir.

There's a major piece still missing from this puzzle, Callahan.

You want me to do anything?

No, no, we can't act until Steve finds out where they're going.

Then I'll just stay under cover.

That's right. Stay with it.

And let me know the minute that you hear something.

Yes, sir.

General. Oscar.

Well, here it is!

A new generation of guided missiles.

Three times the power of an ordinary missile...

and a guidance system that's virtually foolproof.

Our job is to transport it from San Diego to the Nevada testing site...

without dropping it.

Oscar, this bird cost very close to 30 million dollars.

Now you've laid out a nice scenic route...

but doesn't it present security problems?

Major?

This is Major Pell, he's in charge of security.

Major...

We've established a checkpoint every ten miles along the way.

Besides that, Mr. Goldman will be overhead in a helicopter...

monitoring the progress of the convoy continually every step of the way.

I'll be in charge of security and I will travel with the missile.

Very well.

Hey, Ned! Come on! Get off me!

All right! All right!

Whoa! Listen up!

Hold it, hold it! Come on!

Okay. Training is finished.

Tomorrow we move out.

Hey, where?

Hang it up. Hang it up.

In the morning you'll be issued uniforms and given your orders.

Why can't you tell us now?

Because I don't want any of you big mouths spreading it around.

That's why.

And no one leaves the camp from now until we move out in the morning.

Well, what are you talking about? No last night in town?

What is that? Come on, one last beer.

We'll have lights out at 10:00 tonight...

and anyone outside the barracks after that will be shot!

I don't think you're kidding.

As long as it isn't 'Nam.

What do you care where we go?

Maybe Angola.

I figure it's the Congo.

No, I got it. It's one of them Ay-rab countries.

As long as it ain't 'Nam.

Ferguson, where do you think you're goin'?

Latrine.

Hey, man, are you crazy?

The Sarge upstairs is a heart attack. You want to get shot?

It's not 10:00 yet, I'll make it.

Hey, it ain't 10:00 yet.

What's the difference?

Hey, Ferguson?

Where's Ferguson?

Esposito, what happened?

I don't know, it might be the generator.

Get on it. I want those lights on.

We're moving out tomorrow.

Destination? Mission?

He won't tell us until in the morning.

Well, how will you get word to me?

I'll leave a message on the bulletin board at the main barracks.

When we've cleared the area, you come down and pick it up.

How much longer?

Ah, a couple of minutes, about all.

I got that report on Harraway.

He's a bad one.

I know that.

He served in Vietnam with the Air Force.

He lost his stripes inciting a riot...

at a night club in Saigon called Dirty Daisy's.

A year later he was made sergeant...

but he was caught selling airplane parts...

And that time he was court-martialed.

Court-martialed!

I kinda thought that would bring it back.

It sure does.

And I sat on the board that convicted him.

Mm-hm.

Colonel, maybe you shouldn't go back.

What if he remembers?

Well, I just gotta find a way to take his mind off of it.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Okay, it's done!

Throw the switch!

Okay, come on!

You guys check over there!

I just remembered where I met you.

This better be good.

Dirty Daisy's in Saigon.

The riot?

Yeah, you broke a chair over my head.

Yeah, I remember.

Okay.

If it was you I hit.

It took awhile, but now we're square.

U.S. Army? No way!

I won't go.

You really don't want me to tell you what to do with this uniform, do you?

Pick it up, Nicolini.

I went over the hill once, if I gotta do it again, that's okay too.

You're not in the army, the army is the target.

We're gonna take on the U.S. Army?

That's right.

Where's this gonna happen?

Right here. We don't even leave California!

The Army is moving their Hornet missile to Nevada for test firing.

We're gonna hijack it for the parts.

Any questions?

Yeah, I got a question.

This missile, what if they don't want to give it up?

That's a good one, Nicolini!

Come on over here and I'll brief you on the battle plan.

All right.

There's a convoy that'll be moving along here.

They've been on the road for a couple of hours now.

The man in charge, Major Pell, is one of us.

Come on, Ferguson, move it, move it!

Load up! Load up!

Think we oughta police up the barracks?

Why?

When the Army starts looking for their bird...

they're bound to check this place out.

All the garbage we left around here, they could pick up some leads.

Don't worry about it. It's all gonna be taken care of.

Move out.

How will you get word to me?

I'll leave a message on the bulletin board.

When we clear the area, you come down and pick it up.

There's no message from Steve.

There's no way to get to Oscar.

What's the problem here?

We got some bad cracks developed from that tremor last week, Major...

so you're gonna have to use the tunnel that's under construction there.

Is that safe?

Oh yes, sir.

It's just a lot of dust and a road full of rocks.

So you slow down about five miles an hour, switch on your lights.

Mr. Goldman.

I read you, Major.

No problem, we're gonna have to use an alternate tunnel.

We'll be slowing down to about five miles an hour.

Roger.

Turn on your lights and follow me.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Come on, let's go! Let's go!

We're falling behind schedule.

They should have been out of there by now.

Okay?

We did it, man! We brought it off!

So far.

Oh, boy, what a team! Ferguson and Nicolini!

We could open our own store!

Okay, we're back on schedule.

I guess that guy up there thinks everything's okay.

Yeah.

If he gets suspicious and comes down for a look...

Esposito and Kodin got orders to blow him out of the sky.

Yeah.

This is Checkpoint Seven to Command.

We have the convoy spotted.

They are 15 seconds behind schedule.

We gotta get off this highway.

Not yet, there's a checkpoint on the left we gotta pass first.

I am the one who flagged you down!

I didn't burn those buildings!

Then what are you doing here?

Sheriff, what's your security rating?

Ma'am?

Sheriff, look, I have to make an important phone call.

You're just gonna have to patch me through.

Patch you through?

Yeah.

We passed it yet?

Yeah, now we gotta get rid of the chopper.

Okay, dump it.

Mr. Goldman, this is Major Pell.

We've lost a vehicle! Two men aboard.

I see it, Major.

It looks bad.

Well, there's no way we can get to it.

You'll have to drop down and check for casualties.

Continue on and we'll catch up.

Right!

Drive on.

Let's go, come on!

Come on! Let's go!

Okay, now we're clear. Take the next side road.

Looks like they thought of everything.

Any, Jim?

This is Oscar Goldman speaking.

Checkpoint Eight, sir. Have you investigated the accident?

Yes, the pilot and I have searched the whole area.

We found the Jeep, but we can't find the two men.

Something else, sir. The convoy is over three minutes late.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

They will have had to have passed Checkpoint Eight by now!

No, sir, we've had no sign of them.

All right, we're going back up.

Jim, we're going back up.

Goldman speaking.

Mr. Goldman, this is Callahan.

Callahan, I don't have time to talk to you now.

Mr. Goldman, the mercenaries moved out this morning.

Steve was with them, but I don't know where they went.

Wait a minute.

Didn't Steve say something about issuing some Army uniforms?

Yes, sir.

All right, thanks, Callahan.

It looks like a band of mercenaries have stolen our missile.

Let's get out of here, Jim!

Hey! Careful, careful!

Come on, Ferguson, what's the holdup?

Well, this plate's frozen.

Well, put some muscle into it.

Harraway, can't you move them?

Look, these guys aren't technicians.

If I push 'em too hard they're gonna break something.

Come on, Nicolini, get the lead out!

Or what? You're gonna court-martial me?

What!

Court-martial?

A decision in the case of Sergeant Dave Harraway.

The members of the Court-martial...

Lieutenant Colonel Aaron Clemmens...

Major Martin Lanning and Major Steve Austin.

Major Steve Austin.

Major Steve Austin.

Okay, Ferguson, if you can't handle the job, just get out of there...

and I'll get somebody in there who can!

All right, all right!

Kodin, get in here!

What was that all about?

I just remembered where I know Ferguson from.

Well?

When I was court-martialed, he was Major Austin.

So he's a plant!

Yeah, but don't worry about it. We're gonna plant him all right.

You take this last case of explosives...

and put it in the back of that Jeep and cover it.

All right, you guys, out of those uniforms and fast.

Careful.

I got it.

Okay, lock that up and then all you guys line up and get paid off.

Gettin' paid?

All right! Bread on the table and shoes on the feet.

Oscar.

Oscar, can you hear me?

Steve!

Ferguson!

Have you got the missile? Where are you?!

Oscar, just listen. We're at...

Ferguson!

Steve!

Nothing!

You want to get paid, don't you?

Sure, I wouldn't want to miss that.

Esposito.

Hey, next time you get another easy job like this, you let me know, eh?

Yeah, sure.

Okay, now we don't want to attract any attention on the road...

so we're all gonna split up.

You three guys take that sedan and head east.

You and your buddy, Nicolini, take that Jeep and follow me.

At the highway intersection, you guys go south, Pell and I'll go west.

Okay.

Let's get out of here!

This is Checkpoint Eight, still no sign of the convoy, Mr. Goldman.

They've got to be somewhere between Checkpoint Seven and Eight.

You shoulda seen Harraway's face when I kidded him about court-martialing me.

Well, what do you mean?

Well, he looked like he sees a ghost...

and then he starts yellin' at you.

He remembered.

Huh?

Nothing.

Where are you, Steve?

It's a double-cross!

What? Bail out!

Are you kidding? Jump! Jump!

I'd say Major Austin has held his last court-martial.

Are you all right?

Yeah, what happened?

It went up like a bomb!

Yeah, it was a bomb.

How do you know?

I'm gonna go for help. Good luck, Nic.

Yeah, you too, buddy.

It was a great war while it lasted.

Hey, what the... Get him off!

How...?

I can't see!

Look out!

Check on a Major Sidney Pell who's on detached service in Paris.

Right.

Bye.

That Major's gonna be mighty unhappy when he finds out...

that his assignment in Paris has been cut short.

They check out the components?

Nothing missing.

The regular Army people were found locked up in a van...

safe, healthy, a little groggy.

Want another beer?

Sure.

Miss? Can I have another beer, please?

Did they get the mercenaries?

By the way, a man named Nicolini?

He told me to say hello.

When he gets out of jail, he wants to look you up.

He says that you two would make a great team.

Callahan.

Yes, sirs.

Callahan, the case is closed.

It is?

And you did a great job.

Thank you, sir.

Well, Callahan, you're finished here.

Well, not exactly.

Huh?

Hi.

See it's a really lovely town...

and the people really are very friendly.

Excuse me, please?

Hi.

Hi.