The Expendables 3

Lucky ring on.

I feel so much safer.

Grip it. We're coming in hot!

Hold on!

Clear!

Let's go.

What's the holdup?

Nothing, we're on our way. Let's go!

Your dude's trippin'!

Doc!

– Hey, forget this maniac! – I'm not leavin' him!

Doc!

Doc!

Move!

You just gonna roll up on me, huh? After eight damn years.

What's up with that?

You were in a black-ops prison that doesn't officially exist.

I just got the location from a guy named Church,

– an agency spook. – Excuse me?

Agency official. Relax.

I think you're in a time warp, man.

What a waste of life. You make one damn mistake!

Wasn't a mistake. It was stupid.

If you'd have done that to me, I would've chopped you into pieces.

You would've tried.

Hey, you wanna thank the guys?

The guys? Where are our guys? Hammer? Woodsman?

Gone.

– Dead gone? – Yeah.

Damn.

Heard you killed more people than the plague.

How 'bout that?

Why do they call you Doctor Death?

Used to be a medic.

But that was a long time ago.

So why'd you get locked away?

Tax evasion.

So you all that's left of the Expendables?

We're it.

We started out with five. Built up to 22.

I see Barney's still hanging the tags up there.

Said that jinglin' sound the tags make,

that's a reminder that our brothers are still here.

Somewhere.

So come on, Viking.

Give an old-schooler your blade.

Or else you might find your tags up there jinglin', too.

Jing-a-ling. Jing-a-ling, jing-a-ling.

Sharpen it when you're done.

I think your friend's a little off.

Come on, Christmas. He's been in a hole for eight years.

How'd he get so lucky?

He tried pulling off this half-assed political assassination for a few bucks

in this place called Swaziland. And he blew it.

– Self-destructive. – Yeah, something like that.

But you know what he is? He's a good medic.

Well, I don't need a checkup.

– Why are you so sarcastic? – You're vague.

– Vague? – Secrets, idiot.

I mean, why do you take me halfway around the planet to save this

medical genius, as you describe him?

For what?

He's an Expendable.

Oh, my God. Come on.

He's an Expendable.

So, he's one of the flock?

Let me tell you something. If you were incarcerated for years,

I'd come and save you.

Thanks, hero.

But I doubt it.

And I know you'd do the same for me.

– Truthfully? – You'd let me rot?

Exactly.

Hey, Doc.

What's your name?

Christmas.

– Is that real? – Authentic.

Is that real, too?

No, I spend three hours every morning putting this on with a black Biro.

This is real. Authentic.

Original. Look at that.

Balance is a little off.

– You a knife man? – Best. Ever.

I'm the Knife Before Christmas.

– Ain't that right, Barney? – If you say so.

Probably free-stylin' with a blade while you were still suckin' on your daddy's titty,

tryin' to learn how to eat with a spoon.

Yeah. Is that another little secret you was keeping there, Mr. Vague-o?

Just stay out of my brain, would you?

I tell ya. I can't wait to get home.

Eat some good food, put on some fine threads,

break out my '49 Pontiac,

kick that baby until the engine blows up!

You didn't tell him, did you?

– Tell me what? – We're not going home.

We're stoppin' a dealer named Victor Minns

delivering a shipment of thermobaric bombs.

Come on, man!

That shit is hellfire.

Hey, routine stuff.

You know, why didn't you just pick me up on your way back?

We're a man short.

Well, you know I'd love to party with you boys,

but I don't have my shit.

– That's my shit. – It is your shit.

Doc, did you thank the guys for helping you out?

Say somethin'.

Listen up.

It's been a long time since I had a reason to say thank you.

So I just wanna…

I, you know…

– He's getting his rhythm. – I wanna say…

Thank you.

His sincerity's overwhelming.

– Think I'm gonna weep. – You know what? Enough.

Can you not be sarcastic? That was great, Doc. Seriously.

– That was good. – Pretty good.

– You haven't talked for a long time. – Yeah.

– You got the gift. – So you heard?

– It's like riding a bike. – To me it was like Churchill's best moment.

– Gettysburg Address. – I think I made my point…

– Yeah, it moved me. It moved him. – Okay.

– I moved you, too? – Stunning delivery.

– Yeah. – Stunning.

Okay.

– Doc. – Yeah?

Great to have you back.

No better place to be. Yeah.

'Bout time you boys showed up.

– Nice boat. – Thanks, ladies. Stole it myself.

Got three more just like it patrolling the harbor.

Two-man ground teams every 400 meters.

Good work.

Just 'cause you can fly a plane don't make you smarter than me.

Sure it does.

So you the reason I've been stuck down here in this shithole?

Shithole? Brother, you have no idea.

Oh, yeah.

What the hell is that?

This bitch'll solve all your problems.

Yeah, maybe for 10 seconds before it blows its wad.

So now you got that problem, too?

You walked into that one.

Come on, look alive, look alive.

Good luck.

It was all under control.

Yeah, that's what it looked like.

Where ya been?

Had a doctor's appointment.

Catch up with you boys later.

Where's he goin'?

Watch your overhead.

Doc, go.

Sally, the man attacked me with a knife.

– Damn. He's good. – Maybe to you.

– You're gonna wanna see this. – See what?

I'll show you.

Damn. He's really good.

– Say it again, I'll shoot you. – Chill.

Get in.

– Where's the bomb? – It'll be here.

Barney, it looks like the target is right on time.

There's Minns. Let's take him out fast.

Barney, I gotta put you down.

– It can't be. – What can't be?

We gonna shoot these guys or what?

What's the holdup?

He's dead.

Who's dead?

Stonebanks.

Stonebanks!

Come on, get in, get in, get in, get in, get in!

Barney, move! Go, go, go!

Come on!

It's time to mow the lawn!

Told you. Ten seconds.

Hang on! I found you a ride!

Time to go!

– Come on! – Go, go, go!

– How much we gettin' paid for this? – Not enough.

Go right!

– You're not gonna fit! – Always negative.

I'm getting carsick.

Hang on, Doc!

– Right side! – Got it!

Get out!

Come on!

Caesar, we're coming your way! Where are you?

In this filthy river. Behind you!

Try to stay as close as you can!

Make room for Caesar!

Move your asses!

What was that?

A huge black guy in a boat.

Hold it, hold it! You got it goin'!

– You all right? – Yep.

Pull over.

Incoming!

Move! Move!

Maybe this will bring you luck.