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[machine guns firing]
[bombs exploding]
[explosions continue]
[crickets chirping]
[Beckett] TARGET ACQUIRED.
ROGER THAT. TARGET CONFIRMED. FIRE AT WILL.
[Beckett] MAKE YOUR TARGET, CORPORAL.
[beeping]
[man chattering on radio]
YOU GOT A TIME PROBLEM, GENTLEMEN.
LOCK IT, T.R.S. AND GET THIS OVER WITH.
T.R.S. VERIFYING TARGET.
JUST EYEBALL THE FUCKER AND PULL THE TRIGGER.
[Laraby] I HEARD THAT, BECKETT.
[Beckett] WE GOT INCOMING BOGEYS.
RANGE, 650 YARDS.
WE HAVE A 5-MILE-AN-HOUR WIND,
MIDRANGE, COMING FROM YOUR LIMA.
ATTEMPTING TO CONFIRM TARGET.
SIR, EVERS'S PULSE, RESPIRATION AND G.S.R. ARE MAXING OUT.
WHAT ABOUT BECKETT?
[technician] NO, STEADY AS A ROCK.
IT'S LIKE HE'S TAKING A NAP.
YOU'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME, GENTLEMEN.
TAKE THE SHOT, EVERS.
I COULD HIT A HOSTAGE, MASTER GUNNY--
TAKE THE FUCKING SHOT.
STAND DOWN.
STAND DOWN, GENTLEMEN.
YOU OK, MASTER GUNNY?
PERFECT. ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY PERFECT.
[gun fires]
[computer] TARGET STATUS: TARGET DESTROYED.
HE MADE THAT DAMN SHOT.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. HE MADE THAT GODDAMN SHOT!
[animal howling]
GAME OVER.
[computer beeping]
YOUR POSITION WAS ABOUT TO BE COMPROMISED.
YOUR DIRECTIVE WAS TO ABORT THAT MISSION.
WE'RE MARINE SCOUT SNIPERS, CAPTAIN.
WE DON'T ABORT MISSIONS UNLESS WE STOP BREATHING.
YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO MAKE THAT SHOT. NO ONE'S SUPPOSED TO.
WELL, I COMPLETED MY MISSION.
BACK IN MY DAYS--
FUCK YOUR DAYS!
THAT WAS THE LUCKIEST FUCKIN' SHOT
IN THE HISTORY OF LUCKY FUCKIN' SHOTS!
SORRY I BROKE YOUR TOY, CAPTAIN.
BUT IF A SNIPER HAD TO DEPEND ON THAT, HE'D END UP DEAD.
IT'S NOT A VIDEO GAME OUT THERE.
IT'S ALL ABOUT ONE SHOT AND ONE KILL.
YOU'RE A RISK, YOU KNOW THAT?
YOU'RE A GODDAMN LIABILITY
THAT I, FOR ONE, AM NOT GOING TO RISK...
GETTING BORED, ARE WE?
I'M NOT CUTTING INTO YOUR PRECIOUS DRINKING TIME, AM I?
BEGGING THE CAPTAIN'S PARDON, SIR,
BUT YES, SIR, I AM. AND YES, SIR, YOU ARE, SIR.
I DON'T LIKE YOU, MASTER GUNNERY SERGEANT.
AND I DON'T CARE ABOUT THAT FUCKING DEAL YOU MADE WITH THE CORPS!
YOU FAIL THAT MEDICAL NEXT WEEK,
I'LL BURY YOUR ASS BACK IN THE REAL WORLD.
AND THAT'S A PROMISE.
YES, SIR. THANK YOU, SIR.
[people chattering]
[Li speaking Vietnamese]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[both speaking Vietnamese]
[grunting]
[people screaming]
[groaning]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[dialing cell phone]
I GOT HIM. GET YOUR SNIPER.
CONGRATULATIONS, NEIL.
HEY, BUDDY.
♪[band playing]
CONGRATULATIONS.
HEY, NICE GOING, NEIL, BUDDY. GOOD JOB.
MOM, MOM, IT'S TIME.
NO, HE SAID HE'D BE HERE.
IT'S OK.
I TALKED TO HIM YESTERDAY--
COME ON, NEIL, THE T.V. PEOPLE WANT A SHOT OF US CUTTING THE CAKE.
WE CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER.
OK.
SORRY, MOM.
THIS LOOKS MORE LIKE A CAMPAIGN PHOTO OPPORTUNITY
THAN A WEDDING.
[glass clanging]
WE'VE DECIDED TO FORGO THE SPEECHES TODAY
BECAUSE OF AN UNAVOIDABLE ABSENCE.
[officer] IF THAT'S BECKETT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT,
HE PROBABLY GOT LOST ON THE WAY TO THE BAR.
WELL, HE'S RIGHT.
NO WAY I COULD DO THIS WITHOUT A COUPLE OF TALL ONES.
SYDNEY.
YOU KNEW I'D MAKE IT.
DO ME THE HONORS?
OK.
ACTUALLY, THESE KIND OF AFFAIRS SCARE THE HELL OUT OF ME.
[clears throat]
NEIL.
MANY YEARS AGO, YOUR OLD MAN MADE ME PROMISE HIM SOMETHING.
THAT, WERE HE NOT ABLE TO ATTEND YOUR WEDDING DAY,
I WOULD READ THIS LETTER TO YOU.
"IF THAT GRUNT BECKETT IS READING THIS,
"THEN I DIDN'T MAKE IT.
"I'M HOPING THIS PART OF THE LETTER
"IS BEING READ AT YOUR WEDDING.
"I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU,
"AND THAT I WISH YOU AND YOUR BRIDE NOTHING BUT HAPPINESS.
"LOVE HER AND CHERISH HER ALWAYS.
"AND MAY YOU BOTH LIVE AS LONG AS YOU WANT,
AND NEVER WANT AS LONG AS YOU LIVE."
NEIL, I'VE BEEN HOLDING ONTO THIS FOR A LONG TIME.
NOW I THINK IT'S YOURS.
CONGRATULATIONS.
THANKS, TOM.
[woman sighs]
[clears throat]
JOCELYN AND NEIL FINNEGAN.
[all roaring]
♪[band playing]
EVERY TIME I LOOK AT NEIL, I SEE THE MAN PAUL NEVER GOT TO BE.
WELL, I'M SURE HIS FATHER WOULD BE VERY PROUD OF HIM.
MMM-HMM.
YOU KNOW, THIS IS A CIRCUS.
SHE'S GOT HER EYES SET ON THE WHITE HOUSE,
AND WON'T STOP TILL SHE GETS HIM THERE.
HE'S THE SON OF A WAR HERO,
GRADUATES FIRST IN HIS CLASS AT ANNAPOLIS,
HARVARD SCHOOL OF GOVERNMENT.
MMM-HMM.
CLIMBING HIS WAY UP THE POLITICAL LADDER
WITH HONEST LIVING AND HARD WORK.
HELL, HE'S GOT MY VOTE. MINE, TOO.
YOU'RE HAND'S SHAKING. WHEN DID THAT START?
AH, IT'S A FEW MONTHS AGO. IT'S NOTHING.
MIGHT BE, MIGHT NOT.
YOU SHOULD STOP BY THE OFFICE AND LET ME LOOK AT IT, HMM?
[sighs]
TOM, COME ON.
OK.
[Beckett] WE'RE MARINE SCOUT SNIPERS.
THE ONLY TIME WE ABORT A MISSION
IS WHEN WE STOP BREATHING, SIR.
IT'S A VERY BIG MISTAKE.
BESIDES THE OBVIOUS, HIS CONDUCT RECORD SINCE RETURNING FROM EUROPE
HAS BEEN QUESTIONABLE.
PSYCHS ARE A BIT DISTURBING. AND HE'S JUST
OLD.
HE'S THE SAME AGE I AM.
WE MAY GET ONE SHOT AND ONE SHOT ONLY.
I WANT BECKETT TAKING IT.
YOU SUFFERED NERVE DAMAGE WHEN YOU LOST THE FINGER.
THE CONDITION'S BEEN STEADILY DETERIORATING EVER SINCE.
THE DIGITORUM TENDON,
WHEN FUNCTIONING NORMALLY, FLEXES AND EXTENDS THE FINGER.
BUT HERE ON THE DAMAGED HAND,
YOU COULD HAVE AN INVOLUNTARY REFLEX AT ANY TIME.
AND IT'S MORE LIKELY TO OCCUR IN A HIGH-STRESS SITUATION.
WHAT I SEE HERE, THOMAS,
ALSO LOOKS LIKE THE EARLY STAGES OF PALSY.
[sighing]
YOU CAN'T BE A MARINE FOREVER, YOU KNOW.
YEAH, I KNOW.
I WAS JUST HOPING TO MAKE IT TO 65.
YOU KNOW, YOU SHOULD THINK ABOUT GETTING ON WITH YOUR LIFE.
AND DO WHAT?
WELL, YOU SHOULD MEET SOMEONE SPECIAL, YOU KNOW, SETTLE DOWN.
OH.
YEAH.
WHY DIDN'T YOU?
WELL, I DID.
BUT I GUESS, UH, THE FEW YEARS I HAD WITH PAUL WERE ENOUGH.
AND BESIDES, YOU NEVER ASKED ME.
HEY.
MMM-HMM.
WE HAD SOME GOOD TIMES, THE 3 OF US.
DOWN AT CAMP LEJEUNE, REMEMBER?
YEAH.
AH, SYD--
DON'T.
HE DIDN'T COME BACK.
A LOT OF YOUNG MEN DIDN'T COME BACK.
WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT OF THAT HORRIBLE MOTEL AND COME AND STAY WITH ME?
OH.
WELL.
TELL YOU THE TRUTH, I'VE BEEN LIVING OUT OF A SEA BAG ALL MY LIFE.
I'VE ONLY GOT A FEW MORE WEEKS OF THE TRAINING SESSIONS,
THEN THE CORPS WILL JUST SHIP ME OUT TO SOME OTHER DUTY STATION SOMEWHERE.
THEN YOU SHOULD CALL ME SOMETIME AND ASK ME TO DINNER,
I HAVEN'T HAD A DATE IN 30 YEARS.
SYD, I'D REALLY APPRECIATE IT IF YOU DIDN'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS.
OK.
THANKS.
SEE YOU.
JARHEADS.
KILL HIM! KILL HIM!
[grunting]
[man groaning]
KILL HIM!
[machine gun firing]
MADNESS.
[train horn hooting]
[Finnegan] BECKETT, LET'S GO, LET'S GO!
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE! LET'S GO, LET'S GO!
[machine gun firing]
GODDAMN, THEY'RE GETTING CLOSE!
[laughing] I LOVE IT!
JUST COVER MY ASS, BECKETT.
SHIT!
[Beckett] FINNEGAN! FINNEGAN!
[groaning]
[bomb whistling]
[bomb exploding]
LAY HIM DOWN. LAY HIM DOWN.
YOU'LL BE OK, TOMMY.
YOU'RE GOING TO BE OK.
WELCOME TO THE TUNNELS, TOMMY.
CAN'T SEE A GODDAMN THING.
YOU'LL GET USED TO IT.
IT'S WHERE THE REAL SHIT HAPPENS, MAN. HERE, TAKE THIS.
WHAT IS IT?
GOOD LUCK. TOOK IT OFF A GOOK A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO.
N.V.A. MOTHERFUCKERS!
[Pennycate] YOU DIDN'T ANSWER, MASTER GUNS.
YOUR DOOR WAS UNLOCKED.
IF I WANTED CLOWNS TO WAKE ME UP,
I WOULD'VE JOINED THE CIRCUS.
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, MASTER GUNS,
YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN A COMEDIAN.
WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?
WE HAVE ORDERS TO TAKE YOU IN TO GO SEE THE BRASS, MASTER GUNNERY SERGEANT.
YEAH, WELL, I DON'T WANT TO SEE THE BRASS.
LET'S GET HIM IN THE SHOWER.
[Laraby] SIR, YOU COULD HAVE YOUR PICK
OF A DOZEN OF THE CORPS' BEST SNIPERS.
CORPORAL EVERS IS A PARTICULARLY GOOD SHOT.
[Avery] I'M NOT INTERESTED IN HIM.
I'M INTERESTED IN THOMAS BECKETT.
THIS IS N.S.A. DEPUTY DIRECTOR WILLIAM AVERY.
WE KNOW EACH OTHER, CAPTAIN. WE SERVED TOGETHER.
A LIFETIME AGO, SIR.
BEST GODDAMN SNIPER I HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF WORKING WITH.
WELL, THANK YOU, SIR. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?
TOM, I WANT YOU ON A PLANE TOMORROW.
[Beckett] TO WHERE, SIR?
VIETNAM.
CAPTAIN.
[Avery] I WANT YOU TO TAKE OUT A TARGET THERE.
A MOUNTAIN WARLORD FROM PHUM BAT. HE AND HIS ROGUE ARMY
ARE RUNNING OPIUM, STOLEN GOODS, WEAPONS,
ALMOST ANYTHING THEY CAN GET THEIR HANDS ON.
SOUNDS LIKE A PAIN IN THE ASS FOR THE VIETNAMESE, SIR.
WHY ARE WE GETTING INVOLVED?
HE'S GRADUATED TO BIGGER AND BETTER THINGS.
WE HAVE INTELLIGENCE THAT LEADS US TO BELIEVE
HE'S BEEN TALKING BUSINESS WITH THE JAMAAH ISLAMIYAH.
OH, WHAT KIND OF BUSINESS?
TERRORISM.
HE'S VENTURED INTO THE BIG LEAGUES.
WELL, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, SIR, THERE'S NOT VERY MUCH HERE.
DO WE EVEN KNOW WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE?
CAPTAIN LARABY, WOULD YOU MIND EXCUSING US?
OF COURSE NOT, SIR.
ADDIS.
[Beckett] FINNEGAN.
THANKS, TOM.
[groaning]
HIS BODY WAS SHIPPED HOME.
WHAT WAS LEFT OF THE BODY.
A BODY.
IT'S A LONG STORY, TOM.
LET ME TRY TO EXPLAIN SOME OF IT.
DURING THE LAST DAYS BEFORE THE FALL OF SAIGON,
PAUL FINNEGAN WAS RECRUITED.
RECRUITED BY WHO?
THE C.I.A.
HIS FIRST OP WAS TO HELP THE KHMER ROUGE
RUN HEROIN OUT OF THE HIGHLANDS.
HIS CUT FINANCED THE COVERT OPERATIONS.
AS THE YEARS PASSED, OUR INTERESTS CHANGED.
FINNEGAN WAS OFFERED A NEW OP,
BUT THE JUNGLE HAD CHANGED HIM.
THAT PATRIOTIC FERVOR HAD CHANGED INTO SOMETHING ELSE,
SOMETHING THAT MAKES HIM DANGEROUS.
HE'S A THREAT.
TO YOU, ME, HIS FAMILY, AND HIS COUNTRY.
WELCOME TO THE TUNNELS, TOMMY.
[Beckett] WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOING HERE?
[gun fires]
IS THERE ANY OTHER WAY TO HANDLE THIS?
A DEAL OR AN ARRANGEMENT?
THERE'S NO OTHER WAY.
WE'VE LEARNED THE HO CHI MINH POLICE
HAVE SET UP A STING TO CAPTURE HIM.
THAT CANNOT HAPPEN.
IF HE IS IDENTIFIED, YOU CAN IMAGINE
THE PROBLEMS THAT WE MIGHT FACE.
THE EXPLANATIONS. NOT TO MENTION THE EFFECT ON HIS FAMILY,
HIS SON...
YOU'RE ASKING ME TO KILL THE MAN WHO SAVED MY LIFE.
I KNOW HOW INCREDIBLY BIZARRE THIS MUST SEEM TO YOU, TOM,
BUT BELIEVE ME, THIS IS NOT THE MAN THAT YOU ONCE KNEW.
OVER THE YEARS, HE HAS BECOME A COLD-BLOODED KILLER.
AND I'M ASHAMED TO SAY,
WE BEAR SOME RESPONSIBILITY FOR THAT
AND, UH, AN OBLIGATION TO RECTIFY THE MISTAKE.
AS A SNIPER, YOU HAVE THE OPTION TO REFUSE THE MISSION.
BUT I NEED AN ANSWER, TOM.
BY 0800.
I'LL UNDERSTAND IF YOU CAN'T DO THIS.
I'LL FIND SOMEBODY ELSE.
NO.
I'LL DO IT. ALONE.
I WANT NO OBSERVER WITH ME.
I DON'T WANT ANYBODY ELSE'S HAND IN IT.
HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE HE'LL DO IT WHEN THE TIME COMES?
ONE WAY OR ANOTHER,
HE WILL GET THE JOB DONE.
IT'S ALL HE'S GOT LEFT.
[Avery] HIS LIFE ISN'T WORTH A DAMN
UNLESS HE'S RISKING IT, OR TAKING SOMEONE ELSE'S.
FIRST TIME IN HO CHI MINH?
LAST TIME I WAS HERE, IT WAS CALLED SAIGON.
UH, BECKETT, THOMAS.
WELCOME TO HO CHI MINH, MR. BECKETT.
FIRST TIME IN VIETNAM?
NO.
DO YOU WANT ANYTHING, SIR?
IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN, YOU KNOW?
YEAH, I KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN, AND THANKS BUT NO THANKS.
SURE? BECAUSE KY MAM CAN GET YOU ANYTHING.
ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT.
ANY GOOD MASSAGE?
UH, HAPPY ENDING.
THANK YOU, SIR.
[knocking on door]
[Quan] YOUR BAG HAS ARRIVED, SIR.
YOU MUST HAVE THE WRONG ROOM.
I ALREADY HAVE MY BAGS.
NOT THIS ONE, MASTER GUNNERY SERGEANT THOMAS BECKETT.
MY NAME IS QUAN. DETECTIVE, HO CHI MINH CITY POLICE.
ALSO YOUR OPERATIONS CONTACT.
LIKE I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT SOME BADGE.
WHAT'S THE OPERATION CODE NAME?
COBRA.
COME ON IN.
INTERESTING CHOICE OF SHIRT.
YOU LOOK LIKE A CANADIAN TOURIST.
YOU'LL FIND WHAT YOU NEED HERE.
THEY SAY YOU CAN MAKE MILLION-TO-ONE SHOT.
YOU ARE THE GO-TO GUY. YES?
THEY SAY A LOT OF THINGS.
YOU REST AFTER YOUR TRIP, THEN WE HAVE SOME DINNER. WE TALK.
I SHOW YOU THE SPOT.
BE READY AT 11:30.
[door closes]
THIS BRING BACK MEMORIES, MR. BECKETT?
THEY TOLD ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOU.
2 FULL TOURS.
YOU WERE HERE FOR THE WORST OF IT.
NONE OF IT WAS GOOD.
YOU MUST HAVE BEEN VERY YOUNG.
OK.
WHO ELSE KNOWS I'M HERE BESIDES YOU?
IF YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT THE HO CHI MINH POLICE, NO ONE.
IF THEY KNEW, I'D BE A DEAD MAN.
ALL RIGHT, THEN HOW DO WE WORK THIS?
HOW DO I FIND MY TARGET?
2 WEEKS AGO, I ARRESTED HIS BIGGEST DEALER IN HO CHI MINH CITY,
AND CONVINCED HIM TO, UH, HOW DO YOU SAY, TO FINGER THE COBRA FOR US.
WHY DO YOU CALL HIM THAT?
THEY TREAT HIM LIKE HE'S A KING. KING COBRA.
THEY'RE JUST KIDS, REALLY. SOME BARELY IN THEIR TEENS.
YOU CUT OFF THE HEAD, THE SNAKE WILL DIE, BELIEVE ME.
THE DEALER TOLD US ABOUT A MEETING
BETWEEN COBRA AND A NEW CLIENT.
WE WILL BE THERE TO ARREST HIM.
YOU TAKE HIM OUT BEFORE THAT HAPPENS.
HERE IN SAIGON?
SAIGON?
OLD HABITS DIE HARD, HUH?
AT ONE OF THE ESTABLISHMENTS THE COBRA OWNS. CLUB CONG.
CHECK THIS OUT.
THIS IS VERY NEW.
I'M GOING TO MAKE THE DEALER PUT IT ON THE COBRA.
IT'LL SEND A SIGNAL TO YOUR T.R.S. COMPUTER.
THAT WAY IT'LL BE EASY TO FIND HIM IN THE CROWD.
BY THE WAY, HOW ARE YOUR WEAPONS?
THE A.W. MAGNUM'S JUST FINE. WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?
FUCKING JAPANESE. PRETTY COOL, HUH?
HOW CLOSE DO I GET TO MY TARGET?
300 METERS, MAYBE. OUTSIDE, INSIDE.
COME ON, EAT UP. I THINK IT'S BEST I SHOW YOU.
[Beckett] HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN A POLICEMAN?
[Quan] 6 YEARS.
WHEN DID THE N.S.A. RECRUIT YOU?
COUPLE OF YEARS AGO. YOU SEE HOW IT IS?
NO BETTER THAN BEFORE.
THINGS NEED TO CHANGE.
MAYBE YOU GUYS DON'T FUCK UP LIKE LAST TIME.
WAS YOUR OLD MAN IN THE WAR?
YES.
N.V.A.?
MY FATHER WAS AN AMERICAN G.I.,
9TH BATTALION, 25TH INFANTRY.
NOBODY HERE KNOWS THIS.
HE DIE HERE?
WENT HOME TO HIS REAL FAMILY SOMEWHERE IN OHIO.
[man chattering on P.A. system]
[Quan] THERE. YOU SEE THAT ROOF?
THAT'S CLUB CONG.
YOUR TARGET WILL BE THERE TONIGHT AROUND 10:00.
HE USUALLY SITS AT A TABLE ON THE UPPER DECK.
WILL IT BE CROWDED?
IT USUALLY IS.
WHAT ABOUT THE STREET? HE'S GOT TO COME AND GO.
THE ENTRANCE IS ON THE OTHER SIDE.
THERE'S NO SNIPER ANGLE.
AFTER YOU TAKE THE SHOT, YOU ABANDON YOUR WEAPON HERE,
AND BUY A TICKET ON TAN SON TRAIN.
IT'LL TAKE YOU TO THE AIRPORT.
WHAT ABOUT THE CLEANUP?
A NEW IDENTIFICATION HAS BEEN ARRANGED.
THE BODY WILL NOT BE CLAIMED.
POLICE WILL BE SATISFIED THE COBRA IS DEAD
AND NO ONE WILL KNOW WHO HE REALLY WAS.
MR. BECKETT.
I WILL NOT SEE YOU AFTER THIS.
THAT'S MY CELL PHONE NUMBER.
CALL ONLY IF YOU NEED SOMETHING OR IF SOMETHING IS WRONG.
AND REMEMBER,
ONE SHOT IS PROBABLY ALL YOU GET.
ONE SHOT IS ALL I NEED.
[ship horn blowing]
[people chattering]
[Addis] EVERYTHING IS IN PLACE. THE OP IS ON-LINE.
HOW'S BECKETT DOING?
OUR CONTACT SAYS HE'S FINE.
NO HESITATIONS?
DOESN'T SEEM SO.
TARGET?
ON THE MOVE AS WE SPEAK. HIS BUYER HAS ARRIVED.
SO FAR, SO GOOD.
IF EVERYTHING GOES WELL, IT'LL BE OVER IN
LESS THAN 10 HOURS.
FROM YOUR LIPS TO GOD'S EAR.
'CAUSE IF IT DOESN'T,
WE'RE ALL IN DEEP SHIT.
[phone ringing]
HELLO.
[Beckett] IT'S ME.
THOMAS?
YEAH.
[Sydney] IT'S 4:00 IN THE MORNING. IS SOMETHING WRONG?
OH, SYDNEY, I'M--I'M SORRY, I...
YOU SOUND SO DISTANT. WHERE ARE YOU?
OH...
ABOUT 30 YEARS AWAY.
THOMAS?
I'M SORRY, SYD. I'M--I'M SORRY FOR WAKING YOU. I...
ARE YOU OK?
I'M OK. I JUST...
I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT
HOW YOU AND NEIL ARE...
YOU'RE
THE CLOSEST THING I'VE EVER HAD TO A FAMILY.
AND I--I KNOW
SOMETIMES I...
SOMETIMES I FORGET HOW MUCH THAT'S MEANT TO ME.
AND I JUST WANTED TO
MAKE SURE YOU KNEW.
WE KNOW, THOMAS.
WE KNOW.
ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OK?
YEAH. I'M OK.
LOOK, I GOTTA GO.
UM,
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT. I'LL--I'LL, UH,
I'LL GIVE YOU A CALL IN A FEW DAYS,
YOU KNOW, AFTER I GET BACK.
YOU PROMISE?
I PROMISE. YEAH.
YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU.
I LOVE YOU.
ME, TOO.
[sniffing]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[all chattering]
♪[music playing]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[woman chattering on P.A. system]
♪[music playing]
[speaking Vietnamese]
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKIN' AT?
[speaking Vietnamese]
[Beckett] YOU'RE ASKING ME TO KILL THE MAN WHO SAVED MY LIFE.
[Beckett] WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOING HERE?
A LOT OF YOUNG MEN DIDN'T COME BACK.
[speaking Vietnamese]
GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT.
[speaking Vietnamese]
DO IT.
SHIT.
[speaking Vietnamese]
[woman screaming]
NOW!
FORGIVE ME.
[all screaming]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[yelling]
[screaming]
DAMN.
[guns firing]
[grunting]
GOT YOU, FUCKER.
YOU'RE NOT THAT GOOD A FUCKING SHOT,
BUT YOU MIGHT GET LUCKY.
[shouting in Vietnamese]
[Avery] WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?
BECKETT MISSED THE TARGET.
BUT HE TOOK OUT OUR GODDAMN BACKUP?
WE'RE FUCKED, TRULY FUCKED.
WHERE IS HE NOW?
THE VIETNAMESE POLICE HAVE HIM.
IT SHOULD BE EASY FOR OUR MEN TO GET TO HIM, RIGHT?
OUR CONTACT IS NOT TRAINED FOR THAT.
THEN GET SOMEONE WHO IS.
[speaking Vietnamese]
[gasps]
[Khan] TALK TO ME.
I TOLD YOU, MY NAME IS BECKETT.
THOMAS J. BECKETT.
AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, THOMAS J. BECKETT?
SOAKIN' UP ASIAN CULTURE.
[Khan] THE MAN YOU KILLED ON THE ROOF,
HE WAS CAMBODIAN NATIONAL.
MAYBE YOU TWO GOT SOMETHING TO DO
WITH WHAT HAPPENED AT CLUB CONG TONIGHT.
CLUB CONG?
LOOK, I WANT TO SPEAK TO THE AMERICAN CONSUL.
SURE. YOU BET.
THE NATIONAL POLICE HAVE TAKEN OVER THE CASE.
YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT
WHEN YOU CHANGED THE PLAN AND FORGOT
TO TELL ME ABOUT THE SECONDARY HIT.
I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO.
[sighs]
[Finnegan laughing]
[Finnegan] WEIRD FUCKING WORLD, AIN'T IT, TOMMY?
FINNEGAN?
FUCKING WEIRD.
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS,
THEY SEND MY OLD HUMP BUDDY BECKETT TO DO THE JOB.
THAT WAS AVERY'S IDEA, WASN'T IT?
WHAT HAPPENED?
YOU COULD ALWAYS MAKE THE MILLION-TO-ONE SHOT.
LOSING YOUR TOUCH, OR CHANGE OF HEART?
FUCKING AVERY LIED TO YOU, TOMMY.
THAT'S SOMETHING THE TWO OF US HAVE IN COMMON.
WHICH LIE?
THE ONE ABOUT YOU DEALING DRUGS?
OR RUNNING WEAPONS?
OR THE JAMAAH ISLAMIYAH?
THEY KNOW ABOUT THAT, HUH?
WHY, FINN?
WHAT OTHER CHOICE DOES A DEAD MAN HAVE?
I GAVE MY LIFE TO SERVE GOD AND COUNTRY.
YOU'RE A DEALER IN DEATH.
WHOSE GOD AND COUNTRY DO YOU SERVE?
THE LAST THING I NEED
IS A SERMON ABOUT DEATH FROM AN ASSASSIN.
I DID THE JOB THEY ASKED AND THEY SOLD ME OUT.
THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU COME HOME WHEN IT ENDED?
[chuckling]
THIS IS MY HOME. IT WAS ALWAYS MY HOME.
I KNEW IT THE SECOND WE HIT THAT L.Z. IN TAY NINH.
AFTER THAT FIRST NIGHT, I KNEW I WASN'T GOING BACK, TOMMY.
I WAS ALIVE HERE!
EVEN IN ALL THE DEATH, I WAS ALIVE!
NOTHING EVER MADE ME FEEL LIKE THAT BACK THERE.
NOTHING AND NO ONE.
SOME PEOPLE ARE BORN FOR WAR.
THIS ISN'T WAR, FINN.
THIS IS MADNESS.
WHAT ABOUT SYD AND NEIL?
YOU KNOW, YOUR SON JUST GOT MARRIED.
I DELIVERED YOUR NOTE AS PROMISED.
THEY DON'T EXIST.
THEY HAVEN'T EXISTED FOR OVER 30 YEARS.
IT WAS BETTER THAT WAY.
FOR EVERYONE.
SOMEONE TRIED TO KILL ME AFTER I TOOK THE SHOT.
YOU'RE IN IT NOW.
YOU SHOULD HAVE QUIT WHEN YOU WERE AHEAD.
IN WHAT?
I CAN BURY THEM, TOMMY,
THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE AFRAID OF.
YOU'RE NOT THE FIRST ONE TO COME GUNNING.
THEY'VE BEEN TRYING FOR YEARS.
THAT'S WHY I STAY IN THE DITCH.
SORRY YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS.
BUT THEN, YOU ALWAYS WERE AN IDEALIST.
THAT'S WHAT THEY COUNTED ON, TOMMY.
NEIL'S THE ONE I FEEL SORRY FOR.
HE THINKS HE'S THE SON OF A WAR HERO.
EVERY DAY, I WATCH THIS WORLD DESCEND INTO HELL.
I'M JUST TRYING TO FIND MYSELF
A NICE COMFORTABLE SEAT WITH A GOOD VIEW.
[laughing]
[Addis] SOMEBODY BLEW UP THE GODDAMN POLICE STATION
AT HO CHI MINH. WHAT?
[people chattering]
[cell phone ringing]
HELLO.
[Beckett] NOW, LISTEN TO ME, YOU LITTLE FUCK,
AND DON'T YOU SAY A WORD.
MEET ME AT THE PEOPLE'S UNIFICATION BUILDING IN 2 HOURS.
YOU COME ALONE
OR I'LL TELL THE HO CHI MINH POLICE WHO YOU REALLY WORK FOR.
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THEY WERE GONNA DO. THEY NEVER--
HELLO?
[Beckett] IT WAS A GAME BOTH SIDES PLAYED.
LOOK, I DIDN'T KNOW.
THEY NEVER TOLD ME THE HIT ON YOU WAS PART OF THE OPERATION.
I SWEAR.
WHAT HAPPENED TO FINNEGAN?
THEY DON'T KNOW YET.
THEY'RE STILL IDENTIFYING BODIES.
[Beckett] I'VE SPENT YEARS TRYING TO FORGET THIS SHIT.
YOU REALLY THINK IT WAS GOING TO BE THAT EASY?
YOU'RE GOING TO GET ME OUT OF HERE.
AND GO WHERE?
YOU'RE GONNA GET ME ANOTHER RIFLE AND A SIDEARM.
AND GO WHERE?
IF HE'S ALIVE, HE'S IN THE DITCH.
[knocking on door]
HANG ON A SEC, SENATOR.
WE HAD SOME PEOPLE IN PHNOM PENH.
THEY SHOULD BE IN HO CHI MINH IN LESS THAN AN HOUR.
THE BAD NEWS IS THAT OUR BOY'S GONE AWOL.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, AWOL?
HE HASN'T CHECKED IN.
WHAT ABOUT FINNEGAN AND BECKETT?
THEY'RE STILL I.D.-ING BODIES,
BUT NEITHER OF THEM ARE ON THE LIST SO FAR.
I DON'T FUCKING BELIEVE THIS.
I'M GOING TO HAVE TO CALL YOU BACK.
NO, IT'S UNDER CONTROL.
IF BECKETT IS STILL ALIVE, AND HE'S GOTTEN TO OUR BOY...
I KNOW.
[Quan] YOU AND FINNEGAN WERE FRIENDS?
I MEAN, REAL GOOD FRIENDS?
YEAH. HE SAVED MY ASS ONCE.
THIS MUST BE HARD THEN.
YEAH.
HE'S A BAD GUY.
I KNOW.
HOW DO YOU KNOW HE'S UP IN TAY NINH?
NOT IN. UNDER.
WHEN I KNEW FINNEGAN, HE WAS A TUNNEL RAT.
EVERYBODY KNOWS ABOUT THEM, AND WHAT THEY DID.
YEAH, WELL, THEY DID WHAT THEY HAD TO DO.
SOME SAY THEY LIKE IT.
YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LIKE IT.
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW ABOUT WAR?
HOW CAN YOU BE SURE HE'S THERE?
BECAUSE WHEN I WAS IN THE JAIL, HE SLIPPED.
HE MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT "BEING IN THE DITCH."
AND THAT'S WHAT THE RATS CALLED THE TUNNELS.
SHOULD WE CONTACT SOMEONE?
SOMEONE YOU CAN TRUST?
RIGHT NOW, I DON'T TRUST ANYBODY.
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?
POLICE OR N.S.A.?
N.S.A.
THEY'RE IN PURSUIT OF THE SIGNAL.
OUR BOY'S HEADED TOWARDS TAY NINH.
BECKETT'S WITH HIM.
HE'S GOIN' AFTER FINNEGAN.
[cows lowing]
[men chattering]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[groaning]
[men screaming]
[explosions]
[Beckett] WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOING HERE?
SAY HELLO TO STEVIE YORK.
WE'RE THE 6:00 NEWS, TOMMY.
SOME MEN CAME THROUGH HERE MIDDAY.
THEY HEADED INTO THE JUNGLE. ONE WAS WHITE.
HE'S HEADED HOME.
YOU REALLY EXPECT TO GO IN THERE
BY YOURSELF AND COME OUT ALIVE?
NO.
YOU'RE GOIN' WITH ME.
WHY WOULD I WANT TO DO THAT?
WELL, YOU WANTED TO KNOW WHY THEY TRIED TO KILL ME.
THE ANSWER'S IN THERE WITH FINNEGAN.
YOU SEE, THERE'S SOMETHING HE DIDN'T TELL ME.
THE REAL REASON THEY SENT ME.
AND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO END WITH HIM
AND ME.
WHERE THE HELL DID YOU DIG THIS UP?
IT'S MY FATHER'S.
IT'S ALL HE LEFT BEHIND.
I LEARNED TO SHOOT WITH IT.
IS IT OK?
BEST DAMN SNIPER RIFLE EVER MADE, IF YOU ASK ME.
YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOUR OLD MAN WAS A SNIPER.
YOU DIDN'T ASK.
[detector beeping]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[beeping continues]
OUR CAMBODIAN UNITS FOUND THE CELL PHONE
ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD TO TAY NINH.
THEY MUST HAVE FIGURED OUT IT WAS TRACEABLE.
NOT THEY. BECKETT.
WHAT DO WE DO NOW?
TELL THEM TO KEEP LOOKING.
AND PRAY TO GOD THAT THEY FIND BECKETT BEFORE HE FINDS FINNEGAN.
[birds chirping]
HEY, BECKETT, IT'S GETTING--
HOLD IT DOWN.
WE'RE NEVER GOING TO FIND THIS PLACE.
[birds squawking]
BECKETT.
[gun fires]
[groaning]
[machine gun firing]
[screaming]
[machine gun firing]
YOU OK?
THERE'S MORE OF THEM.
[machine guns firing]
[gun firing]
HE'S DRY. GET HIM! GET HIM!
HE'S THE LAST ONE.
HE'LL PROBABLY BE HEADING FOR THE TUNNELS.
THERE.
[speaking Vietnamese]
AH, HE'S JUST A KID.
HE WAS GOING TO WARN THEM.
RIGHT. I KNOW.
[Beckett] FINNEGAN KNOWS WE'RE HERE ALREADY.
IT'S JUST A GAME TO HIM.
WE WON THE FIRST ROUND.
PASS GO, COLLECT $200.
NOW IT'S OUR CHANCE TO SPEND IT.
WHAT?
IT'S A GAME.
YOU KNOW, LIKE MAHJONG?
[sighs]
STAY CLOSE TO ME AND DO AS I SAY.
[Quan] HOW DO YOU KNOW WHICH WAY TO GO?
I DON'T.
GREAT.
WHY NOT JUST YELL OUT AND TELL THEM WE'RE HERE?
HOW'RE WE GOING TO SEE?
NO LIGHTS.
WHICH WAY?
[water dripping]
WHAT?
I HEAR IT.
SOUNDS LIKE MUSIC.
SOUNDS LIKE N.W.A.
WHAT?
N.W.A. NIGGAS WITH ATTITUDE.
YOU KNOW, ICE CUBE, DR. DRE? THE RAPPERS.
SOUNDS LIKE FUCK THA POLICE.
WHAT KIND OF IDIOTS WOULD WRITE A SONG LIKE THAT?
YOU OUGHT TO TRY LISTENIN' TO A LITTLE BOB SEGER.
WHAT?
[men chattering]
[grunting]
[men chattering]
COULDN'T LEAVE IT ALONE, HUH, TOMMY?
[speaking Vietnamese]
[groaning]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[men cheering]
[yelling]
[all cheering]
[groaning]
[all cheering]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[choking]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[Beckett] LET HIM GO.
HE'S NOT PART OF THIS.
[Finnegan] HE IS NOW.
YOU BROUGHT HIM ALONG FOR A REASON.
I'M THINKING AGENCY.
AND MAYBE N.S.A.
I'M NOT GONNA WASTE YOUR TIME TRYING TO JUSTIFY MYSELF, TOMMY.
WE'RE BOTH KILLERS.
[Beckett] DIFFERENT KINDS.
WHEN I KILL A MAN, IT'S BECAUSE HE NEEDS KILLIN'.
I LOOK AT HIS LIFE
AND IF IT ADDS UP TO NOTHIN', I TAKE HIM OUT.
BUT YOU, FINN,
YOU GOT TO LIKIN' IT.
I NEVER DID.
SO WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT, FINN?
HOW DOES IT ALL END HERE?
IT'S ABOUT STEVIE YORK.
YOU REMEMBER STEVIE, DON'T YOU?
SAY HELLO TO STEVIE YORK.
WHAT THE HELL'S HE DOIN' HERE?
THE A.P. PHOTOGRAPHER?
IT'S ABOUT STEVIE AND ME AND AVERY.
AND GAYLOR.
JOHN GAYLOR, THE SENATOR?
SOON TO BE PRESIDENT, SOME SAY.
WHAT ABOUT STEVIE YORK?
HE FILMED IT ALL.
WE WERE HIGHER THAN KITES.
SMOKIN' AND HUNTIN' FOR 3 DAYS WITHOUT SLEEP.
THERE WAS 9 OF THEM.
6 MEN AND 3 WOMEN.
WHEN IT WAS DONE, WE STARTED GETTING PARANOID.
WE'D MAKE YORK DESTROY THE FILM.
BUT AS THE DAYS PASSED,
GAYLOR AND AVERY KEPT GETTING MORE AND MORE PSYCHO ON ME.
SO WE MADE A PACT, THE 3 OF US.
AND THEN WE KILLED STEVIE
AND MADE IT LOOK LIKE THE N.V.A. DID IT.
SO WHAT NOW, TOMMY?
WHAT'S OUR NEXT MOVE?
TELL YOU WHAT.
YOU COULD JUST WALK OUT OF HERE AND GO HOME.
IF I LEAVE, THE COP GOES WITH ME.
GO, GET OUT, BECKETT!
YOU KNOW I CAN'T LET THAT HAPPEN, TOMMY.
YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO KILL ME.
THE ONLY WAY I SEE IT FROM HERE IS TO KILL HIM.
WHAT'S YOUR OLD SAYIN'?
"ONE SHOT, ONE KILL."
[chuckling]
HOW ABOUT, ONE SHOT, 2 KILLS?
A MILLION-TO-ONE.
ISN'T THAT WHAT THEY USED TO SAY?
DO IT. THEY'RE GONNA KILL ME ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.
[Finnegan] HE'S RIGHT, TOMMY. TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT.
THE DIGITORUM TENDON FLEXES AND EXTENDS THE FINGER.
TIME'S RUNNING OUT FOR ONE OF US.
COME ON, TOMMY, MAKE YOUR MOVE!
[men chattering]
[speaking Vietnamese]
[all cheering]
QUAN, WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE?
THEY SAY YOU'RE THE MONGOOSE.
COME AGAIN?
THE MONGOOSE.
IT'S A-- IT'S AN OLD VIETNAMESE FOLK TALE.
WHEN GOD CREATED THE COBRA, HE MADE HIM KING.
AS TIME PASSED, THE COBRA BECAME SO POWERFUL HE THOUGHT HE WAS GOD.
SO GOD CREATED THE MONGOOSE TO TAKE HIS POWER AWAY.
MMM-HMM.
WHAT DO THEY WANT?
WHATEVER YOU WANT. YOU HAVE THE POWER NOW.
YOU'RE KIDDIN' ME.
IT'S TRUE, I TOLD YOU.
THEY'RE JUST KIDS. KIDS DO ANYTHING.
LISTEN TO ME.
THERE'S A COLONEL MCKENNA.
COLONEL DAN MCKENNA. MILITARY INTELLIGENCE.
HE'S STATIONED AT THE PENTAGON IN WASHINGTON D.C.
I WANT YOU TO CONTACT HIM AND ONLY HIM.
TELL HIM WHAT HAPPENED HERE.
AND TELL HIM I'LL NEED A DUST-OFF IN 2 DAYS
WHERE THE KAMPONG AND MEBON RIVERS MEET IN CAMBODIA.
WHY NOT COME BACK WITH ME?
THEY'LL BE LOOKING FOR ME IN THE NAM.
I THINK IT'S SAFER
IF I D.D. ACROSS THE BORDER INTO CAMBODIA.
CAN YOU ASK THEM THAT?
[speaking Vietnamese]
YOU TRUST ME TO DO THIS?
IF IN 2 DAYS I GET THERE,
AND THERE'S NOT A CHOPPER TO EVAC ME OUT,
THEN I'LL GUESS I WAS WRONG ABOUT YOU.
QUAN.
[speaking Vietnamese]
YOU, TOO.
HEY, BECKETT.
YOU'RE ONE HELL OF A SHOT.
WAS.
[helicopter whirring]
[newscaster on T.V.] IN BREAKING NEWS TODAY, IT WAS LEARNED
THAT SENATOR JOHN GAYLOR FROM TEXAS
HAS RESIGNED HIS SEAT IN THE SENATE.
IN HIS STATEMENT READ BY A SPOKESMAN,
THE SENATOR SAID HE HAS DECIDED
TO END HIS POLITICAL ASPIRATIONS
AND ENTER THE PRIVATE SECTOR.
HIS RESIGNATION CAME AS A COMPLETE SURPRISE
TO THE WHITE HOUSE.
SENATOR GAYLOR WAS THOUGHT TO BE HIS PARTY'S LEADING CANDIDATE
FOR THE UPCOMING PRESIDENTIAL RACE.
THE NEWS OF THE SENATOR'S DEPARTURE
MUST BE VERY TROUBLING FOR THE PRESIDENT,
CONSIDERING IT WAS JUST 2 DAYS AGO
THAT ONE OF HIS MOST TRUSTED ADVISORS,
WILLIAM AVERY, DEPUTY DIRECTOR OF THE N.S.A.,
WAS FOUND DEAD, AN APPARENT SUICIDE.