لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
- AC phase selector. - AC.
Force trim.
On.
Battery switch.
On.
Fire detector light.
Test.
Caution warning lights.
Test and reset.
By the way, congratulations.
Have you thought of a name for your kid?
Well, we're still fighting.
I'm holding out for Joe DiMaggio Mazilli.
The greatest Yankee that ever lived!
Hydraulic control switch.
On.
Lighting.
In.
Heads up, guys. Here comes Colonel Braddock.
So, why would the colonel want to go to Cambodia?
Yeah, he could get hurt going across the fence.
He's leading a recon unit, checking enemy strength.
Clear?
Clear left, sir.
Let her rip.
Main generator switch.
On.
- Turn switch. - Fair.
700 RPMs.
Decrease.
Good morning, sir.
Good morning, Sergeant.
Sorry I'm late.
Would you like to take the controls, sir?
No, thanks, Captain. I'm just along for the ride.
What are the coordinates on LZ Sally?
Three-seven-four-zero- three-zero-one-niner.
We're right on top of them. Let's give them a holler.
Alligator four, this is Red Gap six.
Alligator four, we're taking fire from all quadrants.
Sir, they're in a fire fight down there.
Charlie's got them pinned down two miles south of the LZ.
How bad is it?
They're taking fire from all quadrants, sir.
Do you want to go in?
Hang on, guys. We're coming down to get you.
Get ready to move. Take it down, Captain.
Captain, let's move out now!
Keep your shirt on, son.
All right! Go!
Come on!
Come on, son. We got to get out of here.
Shit! Damn!
You OK?
I'm fine. Let's go to the chopper!
Come on!
Sir, they're getting a good bead on us!
Colonel!
Looks like some more party crashers, sir!
All right, come on! Get in there!
Come on. Get in there. Quick!
Sir!
Let's get the hell out of here!
What the hell is that?
We're hit! We're going down!
I'm gonna try to make the lake.
Get ready to jump.
Jump!
Jump, Lieutenant!
I said, jump, Lieutenant!
On the day America remembers its war dead...
a special salute today to the war dead of Vietnam.
An American serviceman who died there took his place today...
in a place of honor, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.
Almost 10 years after the last Americans left Saigon...
the men who fought in Vietnam got their parade.
Muffled drums and dirges...
a coffin and a flag wrapped in plastic...
to protect it from the rain.
In the amphitheater of Arlington Cemetery...
families of the men still missing from Vietnam...
waited for the coffin and remembered.
They wonder if their sons are still alive...
and why the world sits back...
and allows the Vietnamese government...
to flagrantly violate the Geneva Convention.
Rumors of physical and mental torture...
have made the wait more agonizing.
The families were reassured by a deeply moved president.
We write no last chapters...
we close no books...
we put away no final memories.
An end to America's involvement in Vietnam...
cannot come before we have achieved...
the fullest possible accounting of those missing in action.
Colonel Yin...
you may not give a damn about the Geneva Convention...
but someday you're gonna be held accountable.
The Geneva Convention applies to prisoners of war.
You men are not prisoners of war.
You are common criminals.
I have repeatedly told you...
that there is no escape from my camp...
unless you consider death an escape.
You are surrounded by cliffs...
mountains, jungles full of man traps...
and a bridge that is impassable.
None of you have ever escaped, and none of you will.
The only way for you to leave my camp...
is if Braddock confesses.
He defends the country that has forgotten you...
an outlaw nation the rest of the world reviles!
They are killing your ambassadors of the evil...
in every part of the world.
I have something for you.
Hey, it's a beaut.
It's a good two inches.
Angelo says thanks.
What he give you?
A B-52.
It's just a worm for his chicken.
You know, I got to learn to keep my mouth shut.
What do you do? You never shoot your mouth off.
I try to decide if what I'm going to say...
is worth getting hit for.
Wish I could do that.
Franklin?
Hey, it's hot. I'm sweating.
Looks like the malaria again.
Hey...
What the hell is Harry doing?
I'll bite his head off for a pack of cigarettes.
Colonel Braddock, I need to talk to you.
Colonel.
Look, I'm real sorry those two guys died...
but we don't all have to.
Maybe I can get Yin not to ride you so hard.
You'd like that, wouldn't you, Braddock?
How about it, Sarge?
I mean, you know you could use some time off.
Begging the captain's pardon, sir...
but kiss my black ass.
That's funny.
All you guys are big, brave soldiers...
and you think I'm a coward.
No, you're not a coward. You're a traitor.
I'm not a traitor.
Look, our country has forgotten about us...
and we have to do anything we can to survive.
Look, I'm not the bad guy here.
It's Braddock and his stupid pride.
When we first got here...
there were five times as many of us... 33 Americans.
Now look at us.
I say that all Braddock has to do is confess...
to some garbage war crime, and Yin will send us home.
Who's gonna care?
The war has been over for...
for God knows how long.
We don't know that for sure.
There is no war.
And nobody gives a damn about us.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I hear they're coming to get us.
And if I were you, I'd rather die here...
than have to explain to my kid...
that I was a gutless traitor.
At least I've seen my kid.
Let him go.
Back off, Nester.
Die if you want to, all of you.
Who tell you someone coming?
No one.
I made it up to piss him off.
Why'd those guys have to run?
God, I got to get some sleep!
But whenever I close my eyes, I see my wife Gina.
Yeah. My Diane's gonna be mad at me.
I wanted the four kids more than she did.
We made a deal.
She'd work, and I'd retire and bring them up.
I fooled the hell out of her.
I haven't even seen my kid!
I'm sorry.
I try to block it out, but I can't.
No one can.
You do. Nothing bothers you.
I'm just...
I'm just not tough like you.
Lao.
Sergeant Lawrence Opelka...
you have been tried and found guilty...
of war crimes against the people of Vietnam...
and have been sentenced to death.
Please!
Nester.
What does he want from him?
Chou, get over here!
Chou! You scum!
Come down here, Chou!
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