The Violent Breed (Razza violenta)

All right, let's go.

We'll be back in ten hours.

If we're one minute longer than that, don't wait.

Get the hell back to base.

All right, hold on. Just a minute.

We should be getting fairly close

to the objective now.

Look, we got off the boat here.

We've come to the northwest.

Which means we have to go... -So we go there.

...that way.

Okay. Let's move out.

Right. -Let's go.

And on the way back, we'll take care of that radar base we spotted.

Yeah, right.

How many of them are there?

One...

two...

three...

four, five.

I see five, but I don't know how many are inside the shack.

Okay, listen. I'm going to rush the shack.

Now you stay here and wait for my signal.

You hear me? - Yeah.

Right. -Okay.

Children, don't be frightened.

I've... I've come to take you home.

It's all right. You'll be fine.

Just sit there, all right?

All right, listen.

When I give the signal, all of you run out of here fast, okay?

Okay, hurry, go. Come on. Go. Come on.

Listen, we gotta find a way to surprise them.

Now... I'm gonna knock out that radar,

you take care of the children

and kill as many of those guys as you can.

oK8)'-

Let's go. Follow me.

All right, you kids, sit down... and don't move.

You okay?

I stepped the wrong way. Don't worry, kid. I'll be all right.

You better look after the children. I'm okay. Go ahead.

Right.

Should we wait for Kirk?

Yeah.

Boss, are you all right?

I'm awfully tired.

Two lost men

and a half-dead boss.

Who the hell's kids are they anyway? The President?

Come on, let's go.

Polo? - Yeah?

He's worse. He's not gonna make it.

I don't think he can take ten more steps.

Then there's only one thing we can do

and we gotta do it.

Sit down, kids.

Just a little further, okay?

Yeah, fine.

I gotta take the bullet out. -You can't do that.

He'll bleed to death if I don't.

Hey, boss, you decide.

It's dangerous either way.

Yeah, I know that. All right.

Go get some bandages.

Right away.

Relax, boss.

Oh, Christ.

Are you ready?

Yeah, I... I am ready.

It's gonna hurt a bit.

All right, just...

Take your time.

You know damn well I've done this before, so don't move.

No, yeah... I won't.

I believe you, but you better let Mike hold you.

You might make a rash movement.

Yeah. You know...

the sooner you start,

the sooner it's over.

You know it's near the heart.

I can...

I can feel it when I... Every time I breathe.

Then just breathe a little, and slow.

Yeah, okay.

It's dangerous, isn't it?

Goddamn right it's dangerous.

Well, just according to how deep I have to dig.

You know, you're a funny guy.

When you get the bullet out...

you'll stop?

Yeah, I'll stop.

Here we go, boss.

Just hold on. -

Grab on to him, Mike.

Steady, steady.

I'm going after it.

I found it.

You're doing great. You're doing great, boss.

Hold on to him, Mike. Keep holding on.

Here it is, the bastard.

Easy, boss.

Christ, I'm cold.

All right?

Yeah, but it's so cold.

Let's get going.

Come on.

Gimme those, soldier.

You won't be needing 'em. I'm going somewhere else.

What? You outta your mind?

Just you get 9omg-

Why didn't he kill us?

That was his only mistake.

What is it, Kirk? - We found him.

Where are you? -At the gym.

Nothing else counts when your boss calls, right?

I don't have a boss. -Yes, you do.

It's not the first time you've left me and rushed off.

You know you shouldn't ask me about my work.

I don't even know what you do. You could be smuggling.

You could even be a spy, for all I know.

All those things put together.

Will I see you again?

At the bar, later. To say goodbye.

To say goodbye? You're leaving?

I certainly hope so.

Where is he?

Ever since we got knocked out of Vietnam,

Laos and Cambodia have become the hottest places in the world

and our presence there is practically nil.

Well, don't give me a lesson. Where's Polo?

Well, I have it on the best information that Polo

is buying arms from the KGB.

Oh. So, Polo's with the KGB?

And then...

he sells the arms to the Cambodian guerillas,

who then use them against the Chinese-trained Vietnamese.

What do we care?

We care because Polo uses the profits to buy drugs.

He sells them to the mafia,

who then smuggles them into the United States.

So, he's working for the mafia?

No, no, Polo works for himself.

Now, what I'm asking you

is to deliver a message to Polo from me.

Me? You mean us.

This is the zone you must reach.

It is an area between the undefined borders

of Cambodia, Thailand and Laos.

It's a hot place.

How hot? -Very hot.

Someone's always shooting at someone.

There's always guerilla warfare going on.

-But, more importantly,

there's the Golden Triangle,

where most of the world's drugs come from.

That involves billions

and billions of dollars.

My contact?

He's not really a contact.

Well, you've got somebody over there?

Not exactly.

Your contact there is an old French lady

who landed there when it was still a colony.

Her name is Madame Fra.

Matter of fact, she runs a whorehouse. It's very popular.

And this woman knows where Polo is?

Her brother is nearby,

and that is where Polo

holds his mobile camp.

He's always on the move. Always busy.

That's right. Apparently, he never stays anywhere

for more than three clays at a time.

He picks up drugs in one place and arms in another place

and delivers everything in a different place.

Well, you still haven't told me what Madame Fra

has to do with it.

From time to time, she sends her girls

over to the camp.

So she nearly always knows where Polo is.

And she's gonna tell me?

She's expecting you,

but not as a CIA agent.

She's expecting you to make a deal with Polo.

Hi.

Hi, Mike. -Hey.

Listen, I'll call you when you get to Bangkok.

Okay, Kirk. I'll just say goodbye to Sharon

and then I'll be leavin'.