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This way!
Get out!
Get your ass here!
Open the door!
You, get out!
What you doing?
Bring your ass here!
Where you going?
Hey you!
With the others!
Shut up!
Stupid!
Any government troops here?
You wanna argue?
You dead!
- You hiding troops! - No, my son.
Where's the food?
You don't wanna talk?
We live here, my brother.
I'm not your brother!
You're just a stupid old man.
Give it up!
He's talking to you, man!
Take that TV!
The food!
We're fighting a war! We're hungry.
You're a fighter! You're a Dogo fighter!
You fucking Dogo man!
Stand up!
Women here!
Men there!
Move!
Find the money!
Take off your fucking shirt!
Check for weapons.
- Where are your guns? - Got no weapons.
Take off your shirt!
Give me that ring.
Hands in the air!
Where you hiding your guns?
You don't have guns?
Old man, you think I'm stupid?
Where's the fucking money?
I got no money, brother.
- Fucking liar! - No.
- Where's the money? - Don't kill me!
Where you hide the fucking money in this village?
Search them!
Are you a crybaby?
Are you a fucking crybaby?
Listen up, gentlemen, shut up!
Why all the fucking noise? We need some money.
We need some money.
No money.
- Sure you got no money? - We're suffering here.
- You have to pay for the war. - We got no money.
You're a liar.
Where are the kids in the village?
- No kids here. - You sure?
I'm telling you.
- And the government soldiers? - None here.
Where are they?
They just pass through.
- You look like a soldier. - I'm not a soldier.
You sure?
The house is empty.
Check under the beds!
Who's there?
Hey you!
- Get up! - Please!
Move! Go!
- I hate crybabies. - Don't kill me.
- Fucking crybaby! - Don't kill me, my son.
Fucking pussy.
What the fuck you doing with my wife's wedding dress?
That's my wedding dress!
- Fucking soldier! - Who is he?
- My son. - Your son?
You hiding him from us?
- He won't fight the war? - He's not a fighter.
- He's an enemy! - No, he's a student.
A fucking fighter!
- So, no kids here? - He's my son!
- He's an enemy! - He can't go to war!
He's a fighter! Shut up!
Get up!
Please! Leave him alone!
Show us what you can do.
Shouldn't have hid him. We'll kill you.
Give him your rifle.
Don't kill me, please! Leave him alone.
Please! Leave him alone!
Please, I beg you, please.
Please, he's my son! He can't go to war.
Kill your father or you die! We've all done it.
Kill him!
Or I kill you.
Please!
Kill him now!
No, he's a student.
Fucking enemy!
Kill him!
Let's go!
...facing the violent offensive by rebel factions
who are now 12 miles from the city.
Government forces have deployed and claim to control the situation.
In a statement from the President, he said, and I quote,
"I'm waiting for the imminent intervention of UN forces."
Fofo!
Come on, let's go.
No men, no war!
- Death dealer! - No die, no rest!
- You don't wanna die... - Don't be born!
- I make a face! - Stay away from me!
Cover your ass!
Gentlemen, our mission is to capture the TV station.
Yes, sir!
Before we attack the TV station,
we make sure we're ready,
we get in the spirit, one by one.
- Mad Dog! - Yes, sir, general.
This coke will jack you up.
War cry!
Who's there?
Who the fuck is there?
You're a fucking Dogo man.
You work for the Dogo president.
Where you going?
Open up!
Fucking stop!
Give me your bag.
No Good Advice, hold the bag.
- You know this woman here? - No.
Please!
I've seen her somewhere before.
She's the one who gives the news.
She's the newswoman.
She talks about us, says we're rebels, coming to kill the people.
- That's Tanya Toyo. - I don't know that woman.
You sure you're Tanya Toyo?
You sure?
A fucking Dogo woman!
You see how fine she is?
You wanna escape from us?
My advice, kill the woman.
Please. Please.
What's that look mean? Where's the government money?
I'll fuck you today. You talk about us! I'll fuck you!
No Good Advice, hold my gun.
Spread your legs.
You make fun of us.
I beg you.
Spread your legs!
Look, she's acting like she's scared.
Chief, I wanna do her too.
Be honest when you talk about us.
No Good Advice, she's all yours.
Spread your legs!
I'm gonna fuck you!
The war has displaced people.
Most families have lost relatives and loved ones.
I lost six family members:
my mother, my grandmother, my father...
Suddenly, the rebels show up
and grab your people, three or four family members,
and kill them in front of you.
You're forced to laugh. The kids, they say, "Laugh."
And if you cry, you die.
When I sit and think, I just don't know.
I got nobody around to advise me.
Nobody.
I didn't lay eyes on my mother.
I left for one week and they killed all of them.
Who are you?
Death dealer.
- Password? - No die, no rest.
I'm General Dirty Soldier!
I'm No Good Advice.
No men, no war!
- What the what! - What the fuck!
- I make a face! - Stay away from me!
Cover your ass!
The war cry!
Call me Mad Dog.
I'm No Good Advice!
We're fucking soldiers! I'm Young Major.
We'll fuck up the dogs!
I'm Small Devil, and I'll rip your heart out!
No need to be fucking around.
No need to be wasting time.
I wanna be a Ranger.
A Ranger was a motherfucker.
A Ranger was a brave soldier.
- Am I right or wrong? - You right.
- Tell me if I'm wrong. - You damn fucking right.
Mad Dog!
Yes, general.
Get your men prepared for tomorrow.
Everybody get ready, pack the ammunition and everything.
We set fire to the city tomorrow. You're the target commander.
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