The Firing Line

Everybody down!

All right, take cover. - Let's go!

Hurry up!

(explosion booming

Halt!

How many rebels were killed?

From our sector, we found 36 rebels killed.

Nothing else from the cleaning up party,

though we captured their leader, Rodriguez.

Good.

Rather conservative count;

The other sector reported over 40.

I think a more accurate count would be 30.

Call Central, tell them 30 rebels were killed

and two captured.

And one with Rodriguez.

Guess this is the end of the trail for you, Rodriguez.

I never thought they'd catch you alive.

I understand what you're fighting for.

I don't agree with it.

It's better, a political trial

to educate my people than to be a silent martyr.

Well, you got you wish.

Perhaps this little slut will be more talkative.

Though I must admit I find her silence

most refreshing.

Quite an unusual virtue in a woman.

Courageous Rodriguez, huh?

Looks like your little revolution

didn't get too far off the ground.

My failure does not mean that the fight cannot be won.

You're already finished, Rodriguez.

I suppose this one is Laura?

No.

We're still lookin' for her.

None of the bodies fit her description.

Well, you did a hell of a good job here, Mark.

Why don't you give it a rest, huh?

Thank you.

Colonel Nunez and I, we will take care

of the tactical interrogation.

You can grab the bird back to town if you like.

Thank you, I'm lookin' forward

to that bed with clean sheets.

Why don't you find someone to share them with?

I will, Milton, I will.

I'm sure you will.

I have nothing to tell you, !

We shall see.

Captain Mark Hardin!

Harrison, International News Alliance.

Yeah, the reporter.

Yeah, I hear you had some action up the coast.

Might have been.

I hear you finally got Rodriguez.

You hear a lot.

Did you?

No comment.

Usual, John. - Right.

Richard. - Yes, sir.

Another for the lady, please.

For the lady, that one?

Yes. - Yes.

Mark Hardin.

Sandra Spencer.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

It's not often I see such a beautiful girl here.

Especially an American.

Thank you.

Won't you sit down?

Yes, I will.

As silly as it sounds, I'm here selling sports equipment

to the major hotels.

What's your excuse?

I'm a military advisor.

Oh, American Peace Corps?

Not quite like that.

Don't tell me you're a communist sympathizer.

No, I'm not that kind of advisor.

Uh huh.

It was right in my office.

Well, Mr. No Comment.

Did you get your bounty yet?

Or do you get straight salary?

Listen Harrison, back off.

Don't worry about me,

I'm not gonna cause ya any flak.

Anyway, you're gonna be famous, pal.

The man who ran Rodriguez to the ground,

and killed him!

He's not dead.

Oh, can the shit, I'm no fuckin' cub.

Anyway, you don't gotta worry about me.

I'm not your conscience.

What's he talking about?

Tell her, Mark.

Anyway, I gotta go.

But I got a piece of advice for you.

Don't ever try to bullshit the working press.

What was that all about?

What's he talking about? - It's okay.

I don't know what he's talkin' about.

But I'm gonna find out what happened.

Can I call you later?

Yeah, sure.

'Kay, I'll see you. - Okay.

What the armed forces need is more helicopter gunships.

To go after these rebels.

Jim, what do you know about the death of Rodriguez?

You've gotta be kidding.

War, and you talk about death.

Rodriguez is inciting the masses.

He's a communist, Captain.

With all due respect, Colonel,

this is between the major and me.

Be reasonable!

The guy's a pain in the ass.

I brought Rodriguez and the girl in for trial.

What happened?

What's he sayin'? - Look, forget it, okay?

She is of no value!

You're wrong.

I'm sure she died with a smile on her lips.

Just like a common whore.

Now cut the crap.

Either you're in or you're out.

No.

You're out.

You fool.

We could've been together, you know.

He used me.

Once again, Mr. Hardin,

we're gonna go on with this all night

until you agree to answer all of our questions.

Are you a double agent

or a rebel sympathizer?

I told ya, I don't know

what the fuck you're talkin' about!

You were seen

with the American girl, Sandra Spencer.

What's the connection between you and her?

And who's payin' you?

Listen.

I told ya I just met her today.

Leave her alone!

She has nothin' to do with this.

Once again, Mr. Hardin, you and the girl.

Who are you working for?

Up your ass!

Laura!

Let her rest! - No, can't rest now.

I won't sleep for two days.

I need some coffee.

We thought you had been killed,

along with Rodriguez.

Did they say, you heard the news then?

It's been all over the radio,

since last night and today.

Coffee, Amiga.

Did they say how Rodriguez was killed?

You did not see him get killed?

I didn't actually see him get wounded.

Go down, I assumed they weren't lying.

I know he was wounded.

I heard him screaming.

It's all over!

Years of struggle for nothing.

It means exile for us.

It means nothing.

But how can you say... It means nothing!

Rodriguez was a great man, one man!

But his death cannot change the course of this struggle.

He was only great in what we could learn from him.

And this we learned.

It's starting all over again.

Then we start it all over again.