Rambo III

Do you know him?

Uhh!

Rambo!

Rambo! Rambo! Rambo! Rambo!

Rambo!

John!

John!

John!

John Rambo!

I don't believe this.

So where did you come in from?

Washington.

Good to see you again.

Yeah. You, too.

You want to, uh, tell me about it?

About what?

How yesterday I see you stick fighting

in a warehouse in Bangkok.

You saw that?

Yeah. Today I find you working in a monastery.

They let me live here,

and I help out, fixing things.

And the stick fighting?

I do that for a little extra money.

Yeah. I saw you give it to the monks.

You see a lot.

Colonel, who are they?

They're partly the reason I'm here.

Bob.

This is Robert Griggs,

a field officer with our local embassy.

John Rambo.

A pleasure. You're certainly not easy to find.

Why are you keeping track?

Well, like the Colonel says,

good men are hard to find.

John, I'd like you to look at these photos.

I don't know how much you know about Afghanistan.

Most people can't find it on a map.

But over two million civilians--

mostly peasant farmers and their families--

have been systematically slaughtered by invading Russian armies.

Every new weapon--

including chemical warfare--

has been used to eliminate these people.

They've been very successful

on many levels.

I assume you're out of touch

with the current status of the war.

After nine years of fighting,

Afghan forces are getting shipments of stinger missiles.

They're beginning to hold their own against air strikes,

except for one region,

5o Miles over the border.

The Soviet commander there is brutal,

as those photos indicate.

He's managed to strangle off

all aid from the outside.

So...We want to...

Investigate the problem firsthand.

And what's that got to do with me?

They've asked me to go in.

You're not doing it?

Yes, and I want you to come with me.

I put in my time.

What's that mean?

It means my war is over.

I thought you said he was this great soldier.

Colonel, looks like we got a long walk down those stairs.

Don't be down on him. He's just following orders.

This mission's important.

Do you really think we'll make a difference?

If I didn't, I wouldn't be going.

It didn't before.

That was another time.

Come with me, John.

I don't know what you think about this place,

but I like it.

I like being here, working here.

I like belonging to something.

You do belong to something,

not this.

When will you come full circle?

What are you talking about?

You said your war is over.

Maybe the one out there is,

but not the one inside you.

I know the reasons you're here,

but it doesn't work that way.

You can't escape what you are.

What's that?

A full-blooded combat soldier.

Not anymore. I don't want it.

That's too bad. You're stuck with it.

Let me tell you a story.

A sculptor found this special stone.

He worked on it for months,

until he finally finished it.

His friends said he'd created a great statue.

The sculptor said he hadn't created anything.

The statue was always there.

He just cleared away the small pieces.

We didn't make you this fighting machine.

We just chipped away the rough edges.

You'll always tear away at yourself

until you come to terms with what you are,

until you come full circle.

I guess I'm not ready yet.

Hmm.

Well, I got to move.

Promise me you'll look me up

when you get stateside, huh?

I promise.

Colonel.

I'm sorry... but it's got to end for me sometime.

I understand.

Take cover!

Ohh!

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Drop your weapons and remain where you are!

You cannot escape!

We will not attack if you do not run!

Drop the weapons!

You have no chance of escape!

Drop your weapons!

Now!

Rambo.

Something went wrong.

What happened?

Soviets intercepted the team just over the border.

Trautman and the rest of his party

have been taken to a regional command post.

What are you doing about it?

We can't do anything about it.

I'm sorry.

I just thought you should know.

What about me?

What about you?

Can you get me in?

You're not serious?

Oh, yeah, I'm serious.

It can't be done officially.

Make it unofficial.

I want you to know up front

that if you're captured or any of this leaks,

we'll deny any participation

or even knowledge of your existence.

I'm used to it.

I'll get back to you.

You want to buy? Many guns here.

No.

I'm looking for Mousa gani.

What's your name?

John Rambo.

Wait here.

They sell many in Afghanistan.

Many land mines.

Land mines everywhere.

I am Mousa gani. What is it you want?

I was sent by Griggs.

You do not look like man Griggs sent before.

You not look like you are with military.

I'm not.

What you are? A mercenary?

No.

You're not military or mercenary.

What are you? Lost tourist?

I'm no tourist.

Sorry.

Do you know where the American is?

Yes. In Soviet fort,

near the village of khowst,

3o Miles over border.

Mr. Griggs send supplies you wanted.

You wish to see them now?

Yeah.

Is this what you asked for?

Yeah.

What are these?

Detonators.

And this?

What is this for?

It's a blue light.

What does it do?

Turns blue.

I see.

How many more men come with us?

There's no rescue team. Just me.

Just you?

I cannot take only one man to the fort.

You need more men.

Griggs said you'd take me in.

I am needed to take medical supplies.

If I not take it, many people die.

I do not know who you really are,

but by the way you look,

I can see you have no experience in war.

I've fired a few shots.

Ha ha ha ha! A few shots?