The Losers

The Losers

Sorry, I just can't give you that kind of information.

I'll do anything else. I just can't do that.

I can't betray my country. I won't.

This country gave me everything.

Oh, God. Just keep him away from me.

Please. Don't let him near me.

Oh, no! Oh, God!

Come on, baby. Just relax into it. Let Godzilla do his thing.

Come on. This is wrong on so many levels. You in or not?

And get cheated again?

What? No, the Pooch may lie, the Pooch may steal, the Pooch may--

-Refer to himself in the third person? -Occasionally. But the Pooch won't cheat.

Well, the Pooch can relax. I was worried about Cougar.

Yeah, right. It's always the quiet ones.

What? it's Blind Man's Bluff. High card wins.

How in the hell can a man cheat you?

Cards.

Feel like I got something here. I got something.

Queen, king, jack. Queen, king, jack. All right.

One, two, three, go.

I got a great, great feeling about this one.

-Your mama had a great feeling last night. -Oh, that was a mama joke.

What? All right.

-All right, let's go. Okay, it's a game.

All right, I will raise you.

-You don't wanna do that. Oh, no?

-Got this piece off that Honduran general? -Yes.

Guess what? I'm definitely in.

-Let's go. -All right.

Whoa!

-Should even me up. -How many do you have?

What is going on here?

Coug, it's your bet.

Hey, losers!

It's time.

We got a drug and arms dealer named Fadhil...

...running a homegrown terrorist assembly line out by the Madre de Dios River basin.

We find it, we paint it for a laser-targeted bomb, we get the hell out.

No muss, no fuss.

For that, they need us?

You'd rather take on 50 dudes with AK's?

All right, I got eyes on Monsieur Fadhil.

-Paint it. Showtime, fellas.

Go ahead and call me Michelangelo.

Dropkick, this is Pinball. Request fire mission.

The target is lased, and you are clear to make a run from north to south. Over.

Roger, Pinball, target acquired and locked.

Be advised, ETA fireworks, zero eight Mikes.

Roger, we'll break out the earplugs.

Boss?

They're using kids as mules.

-Call it in. -We have children at target site.

Repeat, we have eyes on children at target site. Please advise.

Acknowledged. Maintain position.

Maintain position? What is he talking about?

We strongly recommend cancellation of payload delivery.

Your orders stand. Prep for extraction.

Cougar.

Dropkick, this is Pinball.

Equipment has suffered catastrophic system failure.

Am calling an on-site abort.

Well, that was just stupid.

Is this Mission Controller?

This is Max, Colonel Clay.

No one uses names on comms. This is a secure military channel.

-Really? -Goddamn it, listen to me.

There are children on site.

And you think I didn't know that?

We locked coordinates the moment you painted.

Delivery will occur on schedule.

-Have a super day. -You can't--

Shit! Jensen, contact the plane directly. Call an abort.

I'm trying. He's jamming us. There's nothing I can do.

There's something we can do.

All right, here it is. Five against the fortress.

We got maybe, what, eight minutes before an airstrike sets the world on fire.

Plenty of time.

I'll drive.

Us against 50 dudes with AK's, huh?

Jensen, Pooch, get a truck for the kids. Rest, out in five.

-Airstrike in four and change, ladies! -Be out in four. Rally point. On me.

Three minutes to target.

Come on, let's go! Out you go. Come on, kids.

-Okay, you go over here with him. Come on, mama. Come on.

I got this. Get them out.

All right, who's your papi? Let's go this way. Let's go. Come on, let's go.

Ah.

-No. -Yeah.

-Really? -Why not?

-Can you? -Of course.

Okay.

Ladies.

Up you get. Up you get.

Clay, we got the kids. Rally point, two minutes.

Max sent you, didn't he?

I won't commit to his plan, he does this.

I'm gonna make this real easy for you. You let him go, I let you live.

Come here, son. Come here, son. Walk to me.

Attaboy.

Clay, get the hell out. We gotta go, now.

He'll kill you too, you know.

Target is locked. T minus 20 seconds.

Oh, you stop for coffee in there?

What kind of blast radius we looking at?

Okay, Pooch, I need you to make this bus go a little faster.

-Everybody, hold on to something. -Like right now!

I got it, I got it!

There we go, Pooch!

Whew.

Pinball, this is Chopper 3. Prepare for extraction.

My favorite part was when we were completely on fire.

But the shootout, that was good times.

There she blows.

Well done.

Let's go, let's go.

-All right, everyone together. -Come on, let's go.

There you go. Good job.

Sir, there's not enough room for your team and them.

Then it's them.

-Let's go, guys. All right, here we go.

Watch your heads.

You keep your bear. You keep him safe. Okay?

Adios. Get them out of here.

Those are some cute little buggers. Hope they make it to the court martial.

What is that? You hear that?

Guys, this is bad.

Max, Cobra One, Bandit locked.

Understood.

Cobra One, kill Bandit.

No!

That's supposed to be us.

Protests today in front of the American Embassy, a violent response...

...to the deaths of 25 Bolivian children killed during the operation.

Let me be perfectly clear.

In no way were these men acting under orders from the U.S. government.

Is there gonna be some kind of ceremony for them?

Where's the ring?

I love you, Mommy. You're so pretty.

I love you, Mommy.

What are you doing? No, no, no!

-Jeez. He's gonna get murdered. -Come on, come on, come on.

This is disgusting. All right, I'm officially disgusted by us.

-And you lost again. -We lost again.

-No, you put the bet down. -You gave me the money.

Yeah, and that was stupid of me, wasn't it?

I mean, could this get any more sleazy?

I suppose if we started drinking.

You're not--? You're not drinking?

Come on, get him in there!

Thank you.

I found a guy online who says he can trade intel on Max for cash.

-All we gotta do is make a little money. -We don't have money.

We're gonna go PayPal-ing some kid in a basement who's most likely lying?

You were there. You know the man tried to kill us.

The man did kill us, Clay.

No, we gotta stay focused. All right? On the mission.

Get money, get clean passports, get back to stateside without anybody noticing.

-Didn't even see what he looks like. -We heard his voice.

A man with a voice is a man with a throat.

Come on. Clay, just look around you.

Do you think we're in a position to actually take on some CIA super spook?

-Roque. -it's a hell of a plan.

You know what? Pooch can set up over there by the taco stand.

Jensen can set up communications right there by the hookers.

-Captain. -Yo! Yo.

You're not a soldier anymore.

You're not a soldier. All right?

Clay, for chrissakes, you're losing the men.

-The men are fine. -Yeah, well, you're losing me. All right?

He won, we lost. Just get us home.

Can you do that?

How's your steak?

Meaty.

You want a bite?

Maybe later.

Okay.

Do I know you?

Relax, Papi.

Do I not look relaxed?

No.

Think we can change that?

Wow, it's everything a girl can dream of.

Do you have a bathroom?

No, I specifically requested the only hotel room in the world...

...that doesn't have a bathroom.

Are you trying to turn a yes into a no?

Oh. Thank you.

So, what brings you to Bolivia?

Cruise ship.

We're a landlocked country.

Well, it's an amazing cruise ship.

Where were we now?

Well, I think you were about to tell me...

...how you enjoy following me.

You saw me, didn't you?

I did.

I bet you didn't see me on Mercado Street.

I have a business proposition for you, Clay.

Oops. What happened to your accent?