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By Sonny Dyon
Sonny Dyon
215 Summer Place Loop
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630.532.8761
FADE IN:
COMMANDER (VO)
Duke, you are green to go...target
is hot.
A single shot rings out scattering the birds in the area and
hitting the man in the jeep.
PAMELA JONES(VO)
(over the video)
The fire raged for several hours
burning many acres of Colombian
rain forest.
Two anchors sit side by side at the news desk. PAMELA JONES,
mid-thirties, short, kind of frumpy for TV--narrates over
the video. SAMMY DILLON, early-thirties, good looking,
square jawed, smart-ass sits next to her.
PAMELA JONES
The cause of the fire is still
unknown. Colombian Authorities
continue the investigation.
SAMMY DILLON
In other news, plans for a U.S. led
drug interdiction center took
another hit today. The Panamanian
assembly vetoed the measure by a
large majority earlier on Ancon
Hill. The resolution would keep
several thousand U.S. troops
stationed on Howard Air Force Base
well past the December 31st, 1999
deadline. Panamanian President
Ernesto Balladaros has stated that
not a single U.S. soldier will
remain beyond the deadline.
President Balladaros is scheduled
to meet with Florida Senator James
Tate to discuss the issue later
this week.
The camera angle widens to reveal the weather guy along with
the other two anchors.
SAMMY DILLON
(to camera)
And that's it for SCN News tonight.
3.
PAMELA JONES
(interrupting)
...and, with a heavy heart, I'd
like to tell you that this is
Sammy's last broadcast here with us
on SCN. Please join us in wishing
him the best as he heads back into
civilian life!
SAMMY DILLON
(touched)
Thanks, Pam.
(back to business)
More news is up next. For
Technical Sergeant Greg Hall and
Army Sergeant Pam Jones, for the
very last time here in Panama...I'm
Sammy Dillon,
(points at the camera
and winks)
Take care.
PAMELA JONES
Good night.
Camera zooms out and up comes newsie type theme song and we
see anchors happy-chatting on the set.
JEFF JOHNSON
(over head sets)
And we're clear, nice job guys.
Todd wants a quick meeting and then
we are outta here.
PAMELA JONES
(speaks with a Boston
accent now that the
cameras are off)
Wow! Did we surprise ya or what?
You looked like a retard out there
for a second.
4.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, I was not expecting that.
I'm gonna miss you guys, even you
Greggie.
GREG HALL
(smiling)
Thanks Sambo.
Jeff enters the news set and walks over to the desk, shaking
hands with Sammy.
TODD SCOTT
Good job guys, nice cast. Woulda
been nice to know you were going to
go soft on me at the end their
Jones. What is this the Today Show?
(a beat-the wet blanket)
What happened with the Pet Tip?
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
(very Valley Girl)
I was like in a super hurry and I
thought it sounded fine upstairs, I
must not have checked it.
(to Sammy)
My bad.
MARK MITCHELL
No biggie. Shit happens.
SAMMY DILLON
(frustrated)
Yeah, no biggie you guys aren't the
ones with your faces looking like
complete jack-asses every time
someone makes, like, a mistake.
5.
TODD SCOTT
Alright Sammy, settle down. It was
a good cast except that, so lets
not get pissy about it.
PAMELA JONES
Yeah, let's blow it off instead.
Aren't you thrilled to be movin' on?
SAMMY DILLON
(to Pam)
I hope whoever replaces me has a
lot of patience.
(to Todd)
Are we done yet? Some of us have
lives.
MIKE ORTIZ
What are you late for happy hour?
SAMMY DILLON
Screw you O.
TODD SCOTT
Enough! Yes we are done. Sammy I
need to see you in my office, NOW!
TODD SCOTT
What the hell's up with "I'm Sammy
Dillon"? What happened to
Technical Sergeant? You're not out
yet.
SAMMY DILLON
What's the difference? Do you
honestly think anyone in this
Godforsaken hole doesn't know me?
TODD SCOTT
You are amazing.
Sammy winks.
TODD SCOTT
Listen, I hate to ruin your jovial
mood, but I got good news and I got
bad news, pick your poison.
6.
SAMMY DILLON
(shakes his head)
Give me the good news. Everyone
asks for the bad, it's so passé.
TODD SCOTT
The good news is you're off Monday,
so you can begin your out-
processing a little early.
SAMMY DILLON
(frowning)
...and the bad?
TODD SCOTT
Well, the bad news is I need you to
work tomorrow.
SAMMY DILLON
Todd! I've got shit to do this
weekend. Maybe you didn't get the
memo, but I am ten days and a wake-
up away from my promotion to Mister.
TODD SCOTT
I know. Everyone knows...you
haven't stopped talking about it
for six months. But, the last I
looked your ETS date is not for ten
days. You're not even really
starting out-processing until
Wednesday.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, God forbid I might get an
extra day off. Besides that, I've
got important plans
tonight...seriously.
TODD SCOTT
Well, you had plans, now you are
going home and getting some sleep,
because you need to...
SAMMY DILLON
But...
7.
TODD SCOTT
(continuing)
YOU NEED to be at base-ops tomorrow.
Early, like oh-dark-thirty. This
story is very important, P.A. asked
for you specifically.
SAMMY DILLON
So I take it that's supposed to
make me feel better? What's the story?
TODD SCOTT
Special Operations is removing a
radar dish from a drug detachment
site somewhere in Colombia.
SAMMY DILLON
Colombia? Yeah, that would require
flying, correct? You know I'm not
that big on heights...
TODD SCOTT
Jesus Christ Sammy! You're in the
frigging Air Force. It does
require some flying...in the
air...thus the name. Besides, like
I said, P.A. asked for you
specifically.
SAMMY DILLON
Oh, now I get it.
(pauses and sits in a
chair in front of Todd)
This has nothing to do with me.
This is because of my security
clearance. Todd, come on. I did
that shit for five years, I can't
do it anymore.
TODD SCOTT
Sorry, this is coming from the bird,
so we've got no choice. You fly
out at zero-six-thirty.
(stands up and fakes
a golf swing)
Take some dramamine or chewing gum.
I need a couple interviews with the
guys at the base, shots of the
radar being pulled up, shiny happy
people...you know the drill.
8.
SAMMY DILLON
Damn it Todd! This is bullshit. I
can't believe you are going to
screw me on my last day. Why can't
Jeff get this alone?
TODD SCOTT
You know what? Jeff's not even
going. You're a one man band on
this one. No shooter, no make-up
lady and no bartender. Real simple,
grab your gear tonight and be there
tomorrow, on time and in uniform.
You do still own a uniform right?
SAMMY DILLON
I can dig one up. Why isn't Jeff
coming?
TODD SCOTT
Believe it or not, Jeff's not here
just to make you look good. That
hot shot Senator from Florida is
coming out here for a grip and grin
with Balladaros, and your buddy
drew the short straw.
SAMMY DILLON
Lucky him.
TODD SCOTT
(continuing)
Besides, there's only one seat on
the 130 and you drew that short straw.
SAMMY DILLON
Well, lucky me. Alright, so seven-
thirty, base ops, with my gear and
my ass IN UNIFORM... And what was
the bartender's name?
TODD SCOTT
Ha, frigging ha. Six-thirty, and
you better be there. I'm not
fucking around here. You're good
Sam, the people love you--the brass
loves you, but if you fuck this up,
you can kiss your little bar bye-bye.
SAMMY DILLON
I got it, I got it...
9.
Sammy slams the door shut. Todd shakes his head and kind of
laughs.
TODD SCOTT
You better!
Sammy, drained after the meeting, drags ass into his house
and heads for the bar. He picks up a bottle of Scotch and
pours it in a glass, no ice.
SAMMY DILLON
Here we go. Where have you been
all day buddy?
SAMMY DILLON
Bills, fuck you. Alimony, fuck you.
This is all shit. Wait a second...Ed
McMahon?
(mocking Ed)
YESSS!!! And a big fuck you for Ed!
A.M.V.(EX-WIFE)
Sam, why are you doing this? Its
the sixth and I still haven't
received your check. Shit, I hate
having to call you like this. You
promised you'd...
A.M.V.(VO)
Wednesday, 7:30 P.M.
10.
A.M.V.(CARL MURPHY)
(stereo-typical
Spanish accent a-la
Speedy Gonzalez)
Si...this message is for Sr. Sammy
Dillon. Sr. Dillon, tonight is the
magical night! Cervezas y chicas
para todo la noche.
(regular voice)
Dude, where are you? Hello???
Hello???
(pause)
Alright, if you're screening your
calls, I'm gonna lay the smack down
on your...
SAMMY DILLON
(laughing)
Moron.
A.M.V.(VO)
You have no more messages, all
messages will be deleted, to save
deleted message press...
The machine trails off. Sammy walks away and rips opens the
last letter. It's obviously bad news as he heads into the
living room, grabbing the scotch bottle on the way. He sits
down on the couch completely defeated and finishes reading
the letter. He takes the letter and folds it real tight,
placing it on an end table. Sighing loudly, he runs his
fingers through his hair and sits back, stunned.
SAMMY DILLON
Hello?
SAMMY DILLON
(short, agitated)
Hey Carl, what's happening?
SAMMY DILLON
You know what, I'ma have to pass.
I just got thrown on a TDY tomorrow,
to Colombia.
SAMMY DILLON
No shit.
SAMMY DILLON
I wish. It's some bullshit radar
removal crap. Secret squirrel stuff.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, I just got a letter from my
finance company and they're
declining my frigging loan extension.
CARL MURPHY
So what does that mean?
12.
SAMMY DILLON
Basically, it means that if I don't
find another source to give me a
hundred grand in the next two weeks,
I'm basically fucked. I won't be
able to open the bar.
CARL MURPHY
Holy shit! What are you gonna do?
Can you reapply?
SAMMY DILLON
I don't know. I'll have to call on
Monday, I'm sure they're closed.
SHIT! Man, I've been planning for
this damned thing for nearly three
years. Less than two weeks before
I open and now they're telling me
I'm closed.
(he sighs loudly)
Shit.
SAMMY DILLON
Screw that, man. I'm sorry but I
have to throw together a bag of
shit and I fly out at six-thirty.
SAMMY DILLON
(laughing)
Wow...very tempting. We'll go out
tomorrow night.
SAMMY DILLON
I know...
13.
SAMMY DILLON
Man, I know, I know...alright screw
it. It's been a long fucking day.
Let's do it.
Sammy hangs up the phone, slams the rest of his drink and
walks out of the room.
FADE TO BLACK
FADE TO BLACK
SAMMY DILLON
SHIT!!! Son of a bitch!
Sammy hustles out of bed, bare ass and all and bolts to the
bathroom.
Sammy flies out of his driveway and cruises through the base.
14.
SAMMY DILLON
For Christ's sake lets go!
GATE GUARD
Hey what's up Sammy D.?
SAMMY DILLON
(pauses, impatiently)
Yeah, hi...can I go or what?
GATE GUARD
What a dick!
(to the next car)
I.D.? Thanks, have a good one...I.D.?
Sammy walks quickly down the hall and bumps into SENIOR
AIRMAN (SRA) DAVID SMOTHERS.
SAMMY DILLON
Sorry, brutha man. I'm in a bit of
a hurry, who's the Desk Sergeant today?
15.
SAMMY DILLON
Marisol, cool. Listen, I gotta fly,
I'll be back by tomorrow...we'll
rap then.
SAMMY DILLON
Well, if it isn't the most
beautiful site on two continents.
Hey baby doll, how are ya?
SAMMY DILLON
Marisol...I need your help. Sorry
about last week. I had
some...ughh...issues. But, I
really wanted to call. I've just
been real busy, I'm sorry.
SAMMY DILLON
There was a flight headed to
Colombia this morning at six-thirty,
please tell me it was delayed or
there's another one...
SAMMY DILLON
So what? What the hell does that
mean? Can I get on or what?
SAMMY DILLON
Listen to me. I'm screwed, I was
supposed to be on that plane this
morning, but I, well, pick your
excuse. Doesn't matter, if I am
not knee deep in the Colombian shit
by lunch, I might as well take off
and head to Canada. Seriously,
I'll spend my last ten days in jail.
SAMMY DILLON
You gonna help me or not?
SAMMY DILLON
Listen, you hook me up and I'll
take you somewhere really nice
before I take off, and I'll even
pay this time.
17.
SAMMY DILLON
Shit, I'll borrow Carl's mini-van,
whatever, just get me on that plane.
The Crew Chief looks at him and waves him over. Sammy
closes the notepad and shakes his head.
SAMMY DILLON
Well, here we go again.
Cargo seats line the sides of the dimly lighted big bird.
Military ruck sacks rest underneath the canvas seats. A
CAMOUFLAGED HUMMER sits in the very rear of the plane.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, what's up fellas. I'm Sammy.
SAMMY DILLON
(nervously)
Well, now all of a sudden it's your
plane. Ya see, brud man, I thought
it was an Air Force plane.
(he chuckles, no
reaction from the rest)
Actually, I was supposed to be on
an earlier flight, but I had a
small problem and well, it doesn't
really matter, the fact is I will
be out of your hair in about an
hour and a half.
SAMMY DILLON
What's that supposed to mean?
The men all laugh at this. Sammy does not find it funny.
SAMMY DILLON
Oh, is that how it is? Yeah?
We'll see.
SAMMY DILLON
Well, pleasant talking to you boys.
I'm sure you've got some word
puzzles to work on or something.
I'll be just over here if you guys
need any help with spelling, or
grammar, remember I before E.
The other guys laugh and high five, Sammy shakes his head as
the men walk away.
SAMMY DILLON
(under his breath)
Stupid ass spooks.
Sammy makes his way back to his little cove near his
equipment. He begins to write little tid-bits about what he
knows about the story. He looks towards the window, not
daring to look down.
SAMMY DILLON
Damn, I hate this shit.
SAMMY DILLON
Colonel, I get the fact that I'm
crimping your plans. I'm just in a
real shitty situation, beg your
pardon, and I appreciate any thing
you can do.
SAMMY DILLON
Cool.
SAMMY DILLON
Alright, sir. I can handle that.
You understand, I'm just not much
for that crazy skydiving shit. No
offense, just not too big on heights.
SAMMY DILLON
(surprised--bragging)
Yes sir. That was me. It actually
aired on all the stateside networks
direct as I cut it. Did you see it?
SAMMY DILLON
(uncomfortable--backtracking)
Yeah, well...that situation sucked.
I felt sorry for him, I think he
was made a scapegoat because it was
such a hot issue. They needed a
fall guy.
Stone walks up, the group all rises. He waves his hand.
MATEO PEREIRA
The Panamanians just don't get it.
MATEO PEREIRA
Angel, do they really believe
they'll be able to handle the
country without the help of the
gracious Americans?
LELA PEREIRA
Papa, they just want to be free.
Why do you care what the newspapers
say? You know that with our
friend's help they will build the
center anyway.
MATEO PEREIRA
I know nothing, my angel. I do not
trust this man. He is a politician.
I am a business man. I don't trust
him, not one bit.
LELA PEREIRA
Why are you so troubled papa?
MATEO PEREIRA
I am not fond of his methods. This
stunt in the jungle is only going
to bring more attention on me.
LELA PEREIRA
Papa, it is much too late to worry
about that, what's done is done.
25.
Guy makes his way towards the back of the plane. He sees
Stone with his back to him holding one of the parachute packs.
Another huge dip and the guys all get tossed. Sammy gets
knocked to the floor and tries to gain his composure.
SAMMY DILLON
(yelling)
What's going on? Why are we dropping?
Sammy makes his way slowly over to the back of the plane.
Guy hits the button and the rear door of the plane begins to
slowly open. The air pressure begins to suck.
SAMMY DILLON
(loud-confused)
What are you talking about, where
are we going?
SAMMY DILLON
Oh damn, man I can't do this.
SAMMY DILLON
Give me a sec, you go first. I'm
right behind you.
Sammy nods.
SAMMY DILLON
What if that doesn't work?
SAMMY DILLON
Yes sir!
He jumps out the door. Sammy grabs his gear and scrambles
to put the chute on. At this moment the plane begins to
dive hard. Sammy falls and drops the chute, which slides to
the end of the plane and out the door.
29.
He flails helplessly.
Guy glides slowly towards the jungle, his chute carries him
to a small opening.
30.
He freezes.
He walks away from his friend and sees Sammy Dillon lying
down and barely moving. He reaches down and grabs him.
SAMMY DILLON
What the hell are you talking about?
Put me down. I think I broke my
damned back.
Guy throws Sammy to the ground and pulls his gun off his back.
SAMMY DILLON
Are you insane? Do you think I was
involved in this? Why? What the
hell would I have to gain and why
the fuck would I still be here
laying on this fucking wet-ass ground?
SAMMY DILLON
No, I didn't change your mission.
Your buddy Colonel Stone changed it.
Think about it, you're not stupid,
it doesn't make sense.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, where are you going?
SAMMY DILLON
(continuing)
Hold up a second.
32.
SAMMY DILLON
What are you doing?
(noticing the body)
He's dead too? What the hell
happened up there?
Sammy stops about fifteen feet behind Guy. Guy walks to his
friend and shakes his head. He grabs his dogtags, rips them
off his friend and repeats the ritual. Sammy walks towards him.
SAMMY DILLON
What's going on? Why didn't their
parachutes open?
The two men plod through through the jungle. Guy leads
quickly while Sammy tags along behind like your little
brother going to the park.
SAMMY DILLON
Where are we going?
SAMMY DILLON
What do you mean, you don't know?
You're an expert in this shit,
right? Isn't this your job?
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
The United States today pulled out
all stops in the combined efforts
for a continued post two thousand
U.S. presence here in Panama.
PAMELA JONES
They sure did Holly. Florida
Senator James Tate met with
Panamanian President Ernesto
Balladaros on Ancon Hill just hours
ago.
PAMELA JONES
The two statesmen met for over
three hours today and while no
decision has been formally made,
Senator Tate sounded optimistic.
PAMELA JONES
We will definitely monitor this
story closely. Stay tuned to SCN
news for the latest on the treaty
implementation talks.
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
Definitely. Well, keep it here,
after the break we'll show you what
one man stooped to in order to
place a personal ad.
PAMELA JONES
Plus, we'll have Greg Hall's
extended forecast, all that and
more, next on SCN News.
34.
The Camera zooms out. Todd Scott walks somberly onto the
set floor. The entire control room stares blankly at the
news desk.
PAMELA JONES
Nice job on the Tate soundbite.
Seriously, good lead.
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
Thanks. Geez...Todd, why the long
face?
PAMELA JONES
Breaking news?
TODD SCOTT
Just read it.
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
What is it?
PAMELA JONES
You're frigging kidding me?
JEFF JOHNSON
Guys, we're back in thirty seconds.
TODD SCOTT
Pam, I know this is tough, but just
read the release word for word.
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
What does it say?
PAMELA JONES
I can't do this.
JEFF JOHNSON
(over the speakers)
Fifteen seconds guys.
TODD SCOTT
He'd want you to tell them.
JEFF JOHNSON
(over the speakers)
In five, four, three...
35.
PAMELA JONES
We have some late breaking
news...U.S. Army South's Public
Affair's office reports a United
States C-130 from Howard Air Force
Base has crashed somewhere over
Colombia. No details are available
as to why or where the plane
crashed or...
(she pauses)
...if there are any survivors.
SCN's Sammy Dillon was believed to
be on that plane. We will
obviously get the information out
as soon as we get it...stick with
SCN News for the very latest.
(a beat)
Please say a prayer for Sammy.
HOLLY ANDRIZZI
(crying-shocked)
It's really difficult right now for
us, sorry.
(catching herself)
Ummm...maybe Greg's got some better
news for us in the forecast.
GREG HALL
(maintaining composure)
Well it's obviously tough to be too
concerned about the weather,but
here's what were looking at:
Seventy-two tomorrow, scattered
showers coming in from the Atlantic
side, should only affect us in the
late afternoon and they'll pass
almost as quickly as they start.
SAMMY DILLON
All I'm saying is that we should
sit down and plan this shit out.
Not to sound like a bitch, but it's
getting kind of dark, huh?
(MORE)
36.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, fuck you. I don't need this
shit. I also did a story on Air
Crew survival. I spent five days
in the jungle. I killed and ate a
wild chicken. BY MYSELF. I don't
need you.
SAMMY DILLON
I got it. I was just saying
that...never mind. We're stopping.
Good. I'll shut up. Damn.
SAMMY DILLON
And why is that, so you can steal
my good spot?
Sammy jumps up from the log and feverishly brushes himself off.
SAMMY DILLON
Jesus!
Guy laughs at Sammy and rolls his eyes. He reaches into his
bag and pulls out a pre-packed "Meal Ready to Eat" or MRE.
He rips open the package of Chicken A-La King and crushes
his crackers into it. He looks up at Sammy who stares like
a lost dog. He reaches in and pulls out another one and
tosses it over to Sammy.
SAMMY DILLON
Thanks man.
The two men sit and eat their MRE's. Guy pulls out his tiny
bottle of Tabasco sauce and dumps it liberally into his
Chicken A-La King. Sammy digs thru his pack and pulls out
his little bottle.
SAMMY DILLON
What kind of candy do you have?
SAMMY DILLON
(repeating)
Hey man, what kind of candy do you
have?
SAMMY DILLON
I'll trade you for my Tabasco.
SAMMY DILLON
So, are you French?
SAMMY DILLON
Where does Guy come from?
SAMMY DILLON
What's your first name, tough? Get
it, tough guy?
Guy slams a sip off his canteen and wipes his mouth off with
his sleeve.
SAMMY DILLON
MARION?
(laughing)
You've got to be kidding me?
SAMMY DILLON
I don't follow?
SAMMY DILLON
Bullshit. Seriously? Marion?
LELA PEREIRA
Hello Colonel Stone. I assume by
your smile that the mission went well?
LELA PEREIRA
The crash made the news. Papa
wants to know about the TV guy.
LELA PEREIRA
That's very touching, you sound
like a true patriot. Let's go in,
Papa's eating lunch with your boss.
The threesome walk into the house, all you see is there
backs. The third person is off camera and we can't, as yet,
see who it is.
He pulls a little flask out of his bag and takes a swig off
of it. He looks at Guy, offers up the bottle, Guy nods and
Sammy throws the bottle his way. Guy takes a swig and
coughs a little.
SAMMY DILLON
Wild Turkey. One hundred eighty-
one proof. I got that flask from
Ambassador Hogue. We used to play
golf.
SAMMY DILLON
I've been drinking whiskey since I
was thirteen. I used to swipe my
Dad's Green Label Jack.
(he swigs)
Hey, how old are you?
SAMMY DILLON
Thirty. How long have you been in?
SAMMY DILLON
I've been in for almost ten years.
I came in after getting shit-canned
from my job in Chicago. I went out
with some of my friends and got all
liquored up, I ran into a recruiter
at the bar and he talked me into it.
I signed up the next day. The
funny thing is, I am just nine days
and a wake up away from ending this
nightmare.
SAMMY DILLON
I've got a sweet deal on a bar back
in Chicago. My Uncle used to own
it. The place is a gold mine.
SAMMY DILLON
No, actually, my Uncle lost it and
I bought it, essentially for the
back taxes. Well, kind of...I
found out yesterday that my loan
was denied, so now I've got two
weeks to come up with a hundred grand.
SAMMY DILLON
What the hell are you talking about,
karma?
SAMMY DILLON
Well, jag-off, he won't exactly
mind. See, he's dead.
(pauses)
Drank himself to death.
SAMMY DILLON
Ya know, my Uncle always said...no
one likes a quitter.
SAMMY DILLON
Who knows? All I know is I'm
getting out in nine days.
SAMMY DILLON
No way. Come on, the military
sucks. We work our ass off for
shitty pay and shittier conditions
and then have to sit back every
year and hope that those heroes on
the hill approve our measly fucking
four percent raise.
SAMMY DILLON
(interrupting)
Jesus Christ! Spare me the
infomercial take another swig, I
think you need it.
SAMMY DILLON
What?
Guy looks like a little girl, his body is rigid and trembling.
SAMMY DILLON
Wow, take it easy Indy. You jump
out of planes, but you're afraid of
a harmless little snake?
SAMMY DILLON
Wow, big fucking hero. That's not
a Coral snake, that's a Scarlet
King snake. I did a story on
deadly snakes. Don't you know the
rhyme? Red then yellow...lucky
fellow...red then black...watch
your back. Duh!
SAMMY DILLON
Are you sure? I'm almost positive
it was the other way. Red
then...wait, no its...
(realizing he almost
just died)
HOLY SHIT!!!
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, screw you man. That's twice
you mentioned that shit. You're no
more a soldier then me. I have
five commendation medals. Five.
How many do you got?
SAMMY DILLON
What the hell is that supposed to
mean? I work my ass off. I might
not carry a gun, but I serve. I
lost my wife and daughter because I
worked fourteen hour days busting
my ass for my country as a broadcaster.
SAMMY DILLON
Fuck you, you don't know what it's
like. Besides, I wasn't always a
broadcaster.
SAMMY DILLON
Actually jack-ass, I used to be a
linguist. Oh yeah, didn't know
that did ya? I did this dangerous
secret shit for nearly five fucking
years. It got old.
SAMMY DILLON
No asshole, it was more like; My
wifes leaving and she's taking my
daughter because I've been home for
all of three days this month.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, well it wasn't hard when they
discovered I've got a slight case
of Acrophobia.
SAMMY DILLON
Fear of heights.
SAMMY DILLON
It doesn't matter. The point is, I
served my country then and I serve
my country now, only now I give
information and entertainment to
the troops to make them feel like...
45.
SAMMY DILLON
You have no idea the kind of
pressure I face every day at that
cushy desk.
SAMMY DILLON
Oh, that's right, you're G.I.
fucking Joe, I forgot.
(changes his tone,
goes into
interrogation mode)
Do you know what a deadline is?
You ever had a four-star General
call you at about an hour before
you're supposed to go live in front
of thousands of people and say, "I
want a press-op." No, you haven't.
I have a nightly deadline, I'm
responsible for...
Guy grabs Sammy by the collar and drags him to the ground.
He pulls the group of dog tags out of his pocket and shoves
them in Sammy's face.
SAMMY DILLON
Get off me!
46.
SAMMY DILLON
Fine, MARION. I'm sick of hearing
your self-righteous shit anyway.
It's just a matter of time before
they send someone looking for me...
Guy grabs his gear and starts walking towards the woods.
Sammy grabs his stuff and follows slowly behind him. Guy
walks more quickly and soon Sammy realizes that he is
completely lost. Sammy stops and looks around, pulls out
his flask and drinks a swig of whiskey and then heads back
into the woods.
Tate looks a lot more casual than his last appearance on TV.
He's sporting a nice white Guayabera shirt and some khaki
linen pants. He sits near Mateo sipping an Iced Tea.
MATEO PEREIRA
I still believe that your friends
in the State Department will not be
happy with the way we took out the
plane, especially not with the TV
guy on board. Now they have a face
to mourn.
MATEO PEREIRA
I understand that, I am not a
stupid person Senator.
MATEO PEREIRA
Why do you believe that?
Carlo Colon walks into the room. He dons dirty black jeans,
a filthy loose fitting shirt and a shoulder holster with an
Uzi. He is the Anti-Stone.
MATEO PEREIRA
(acknowledging Colon)
Carlo, the Senator was just
explaining why his plan is so
foolproof.
(to Tate)
How can you be certain?
48.
MATEO PEREIRA
Neither do I. But, I still worry
this will bring more heat on my men.
I have much to lose in this little
endeavor of ours.
CARLO COLON
Why are you putting up with this,
Sr.? We don't need this gringo and
his sneaky friends.
(he has his hand on
his gun)
MATEO PEREIRA
You have a point. I think you
should watch the way you speak to
me Senator. I need only to say one
word and Sr. Colon will end our
little partnership.
Lela enters thru the doors to the veranda. Colon draws his
weapon and turns it to the Senator. Stone raises his gun at
Mateo. The door opens again and this time it's Peter
Zalinski. Peter quickly grabs his weapon and points at
Colon and Lela counters by pointing at Peter. At the same
time the two men that have been sitting in the background
raise their guns at Zalinski and Stone.
MATEO PEREIRA
Remember this is my country and I
am not one of your constituents
waiting on your every breath in
Washington.
MATEO PEREIRA
Excuse me if I don't share in your
optimism just yet.
Tate walks over to Mateo and puts his hand on his shoulder.
LELA PEREIRA
Papa, stop worrying. Let us all
toast the beginning of a beautiful
partnership. Josue, get our
friends some glasses.
One of the men walks over to the bar. The scene ends with
Colon and Stone staring each other down.
From behind him, a large hand grabs him covering his mouth
and pulling him close.
SAMMY DILLON
For God's sake man, I think I shit
my pants. What are you doing here?
SAMMY DILLON
So, what's the verdict?
SAMMY DILLON
(he knows)
The drug dealers, I know.
(pauses)
I did a story on Colombia's army
and their constant struggle with
the FARQ and...
(realizing that Guy
could care less)
anyway, it was a good story.
SAMMY DILLON
So are we going in? This is gonna
be great!
SAMMY DILLON
Got it. Let's go.
He takes another drink and the two men walk towards the
village. The two men make their way into the little village.
SAMMY DILLON
(in broken spanglish)
Hola, amigos. No problemos, yo soy
amigo, no estoy mallo hombre.
SAMMY DILLON
I don't think my Arabic is gonna to
do us any good here. It only works
at convenient stores.
The two men whisper to each other and point at the uniforms.
The other men are pointing to Guy's ranger tabs and special
forces badges. As this happens a beautiful girl walks with
the younger girl that was seen earlier.
CARMEN
Hola Sammy, my name is Carmen.
She nods and points to his patch. Sammy grabs Guys arm.
CARMEN
I speak a little. Just go slow.
SAMMY DILLON
I always go slow.
SAMMY DILLON
How many were there?
CARMEN
One American, but, he was with many
men. En la fuerte militaria. Yo no
se en Englis.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, I caught that part Mr. Wizard,
she said it in English. What was
the other thing, something about a
military fort?
SAMMY DILLON
Can you take us there?
CARMEN
I can't take you there, la policia
will not allow.
CARMEN
Si, we are workers.
Guy looks at Sammy and nods. He wipes off his brow and
notices that he is covered in dirt.
54.
CARMEN
Si, follow me.
SAMMY DILLON
Cuanto anos tiene? How old are you?
CARMEN
Viente-dos. Twenty-two? You?
SAMMY DILLON
Triente. Thirty. What do you do here?
CARMEN
(doesn't understand
the question?)
Yo no se. No comprende.
SAMMY DILLON
Do you have a job? Comprende, job?
CARMEN
No. What is yob?
SAMMY DILLON
My job is a Solider, comprende?
Trabajo?
CARMEN
Ah...si, trabaja. No. No yob.
What kind of Soldier are you?
SAMMY DILLON
The good kind. Actually, I'm only
a Soldier for a few more days.
CARMEN
Why? What do you do then?
SAMMY DILLON
I'm going to open a bar.
55.
CARMEN
Bar?
SAMMY DILLON
You know, cerveza, tequila, rum...
CARMEN
Ah, si.
SAMMY DILLON
Are you married? Tu Tiene Esposo?
CARMEN
No. Porque?
SAMMY DILLON
Just wondering.
CARMEN
We are not allowed to marry. Hefe'
will not allow.
SAMMY DILLON
Who's your hefe'?
CARMEN
Sr. Mateo. He gives us food and
medicine. He brings toys and books
for the children.
SAMMY DILLON
Sounds like a real sweetie. Where
are all the men from this village?
CARMEN
Working.
A soldier gets out of the jeep and bangs on the door. A man
holding a small baby in his arms walks out.
SAMMY DILLON
What's going on? Are they asking
about us?
CARMEN
No, that man...his child was very ill.
SAMMY DILLON
Was? Is the baby dead?
CARMEN
Si. The baby died today. The
father didn't go to work and now
they come for him.
SAMMY DILLON
Shhhh....
SAME TIME
FARQ SOLDIER
(loudly in Spanish--
to the Village)
Now they are together!
SAMMY DILLON
What the fuck just happened?
Sammy starts walking towards the door, Guy grabs his arm and
they knock over a small vase which makes a loud crash.
Sammy and Carmen both look at each other. Sammy grabs his
stuff and starts to walk out the back, he turns to Carmen.
57.
SAMMY DILLON
Why don't we take her with us?
SAMMY DILLON
If she stays behind, she'll have to
deal with the FARQ. Carmen, come
with us.
CARMEN
(scared)
Oh no.
CARMEN
(whispering-panicked)
You must go, now, Por favor.
The men make there way to a back door, at the last moment,
Sammy grabs Carmen and pleads with her to come. At that
moment the door flies open and the FARQ soldiers open fire.
Guy yanks Sammy to the ground, slings his M-16 from over his
shoulder and returns fire at the FARQ men.
SAMMY DILLON
Oh my God, she's dead. She's
fucking dead man.
SAMMY DILLON
You motherfuckers. AGHHHHH!!!!
Sammy grabs his 9mm and starts plugging away. He shoots the
last two FARQ soldiers.
SAMMY DILLON
Guy, get up man. Don't you die on me.
SAMMY DILLON
I killed the last two.
SAMMY DILLON
What, you mean down this cliff? No
fucking way!
SAMMY DILLON
I told you, I don't do heights. I
can't do this man, I'm sorry. You
go ahead, I'll shoot cover for you
as long as I can.
Guy grabs Sammy and throws him over the cliff. He then
dives after him.
The two men fall through the air until they splash down in a
river basin.
Sammy and Guy swim as the men on top of the cliff search for
them in the area.
SAMMY DILLON
You son of a bitch.
SAMMY DILLON
Fuck you! You're fucking crazy!
SAMMY DILLON
I'm serious man, shut the hell up.
SAMMY DILLON
I think I did you asshole.
Guy gets up and grabs Sammy's arm and helps him up.
SAMMY DILLON
Where are we going?
SAMMY DILLON
I hate to say it, but maybe we
should split up. We'll cover more
ground that way.
SAMMY DILLON
You seem to forget who took out
those last two FARQers. Listen
John Wayne, I can handle my own.
Worse case scenario, I get caught
and they hold me hostage.
SAMMY DILLON
I'll take my chances.
SAMMY DILLON
You're gonna try and pull rank on
me? Get real Marion. I'm heading
this way, you don't like
it...FUCKING SHOOT ME!
He walks off.
Sammy shakes his head cockily and pulls out the charms from
his waist pocket, unwraps one and pops the rest in his shirt
pocket.
LELA (SUBTITLED)
Why have you stopped?
WORKER (SUBTITLED)
I'm sorry. I am so tired. I am
not feeling well.
LELA (SUBTITLED)
Oh. You are sick?
LELA (SUBTITLED)
Why didn't you say so? If you are
so ill...you should not be required
to work, right?
She pulls a gun out of her waist and shoots the lady in the
head.
62.
LELA (SUBTITLED)
Listen to me closely! My father
supports your families. He puts
food on your tables, clothes on
your children.
She pats the hair of another female worker, then grabs her
hair back and yells...
LELA (SUBTITLED)
I will not tolerate laziness. GET
BACK TO WORK!
SOLDIER 1
They jumped off the cliff.
SOLDIER 2
They are probably dead. It's a
long drop.
SOLDIER 1
She's dead.
The soldiers all run to a jeep and get in and take off.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey...over here.
Two soldiers get out of the jeep. Both of them aim their
weapons at Sammy.
SAMMY DILLON
Oh fantastic. You're Colombians.
I'm an American.
SAMMY DILLON
Yo soy Americano. Los Estados
Unidos...
Sammy smiles.
SOLDIER 1
Tu Americano?
SAMMY DILLON
Si.
The soldier takes the butt of his rifle and hits Sammy in
the face knocking him cold.
FADE TO BLACK
SAMMY DILLON
Shit. That worked well.
Lela enters the room. Did I mention how hot she is?
SAMMY DILLON
Oh thank God! I must be dead. Are
you an angel?
FADE TO BLACK
MATEO PEREIRA
Nice shot Senator.
MATEO PEREIRA
You are a funny guy...for a
politician. That money is going
right to the FARQ. Believe me,
it's a bargain.
MATEO PEREIRA
I didn't realize that I was going
anywhere.
MATEO PEREIRA
Carlo is like a son to me. I have
raised him like my own since he was
eleven years old. Lela is my
daughter and as a father, I could
not be more proud of her. She is
tough, like her mother. But, you
know I cannot hand off what I do to
a woman...it would make us look
weak to the other cartels and they
would swoop in and lay claim as
soon as they could. Lela will
understand. She is also smart,
like her mother.
LELA
Twice.
MATEO PEREIRA
Angel...we were just...
LELA
(interrupting)
Papa, we've got one of the
Americans. He's in the factory.
SENTRY
Alto...alto.
SENTRY
ALTO!
The Sentry looks behind him and gets drilled with the butt
of Guys rifle.
Guy reaches down and grabs his radio and gun. He grabs his
feet and starts dragging him back towards the jungle.
He grabs the Sentry's hands and gives him the old heave ho.
SAMMY DILLON
(gasping)
I swear to God, the next person who
hits me is gonna die.
CARLO COLON
Take it easy Sergeant...
(he looks at his name)
Dillon is it? Is that like the
radio guy, Sammy Dillon?
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, exactly like him...he's me.
67.
CARLO COLON
Really? You're the radio guy?
Remember when you called the
bowling alley and said you wanted
to go bowling naked? You asked the
lady if you needed anything and she
said...the shoes...and the balls...
(he laughs loudly)
You told her, I've got my own
balls....
(changes his tone)
You were funny on radio, the new
guy sucks.
(a beat)
What are you doing here funny man?
SAMMY DILLON
Actually, I'm on TV now. SCN News?
(pauses for recognition)
Yeah...well, it's big in Panama.
CARLO COLON
This is not Panama, Sr. What the
fuck are you doing here?
SAMMY DILLON
I have no fucking idea amigo. One
minute I'm in a plane on the way to
interview some General in Bogota
and the next minute we crash into
the jungle here in...where are we
by the way?
LELA
It doesn't matter. What were you
doing out there? Where is your friend?
SAMMY DILLON
What friend?
Lela nods at one of the soldiers who punches Sammy in the face.
SAMMY DILLON
SHIT! Now, Goddamn it, I told you,
the next person who...
Lela nods again and the other soldier punches Sammy. The
Charms candy from earlier flies out of his pocket.
Sammy starts rocking in his chair. The blood drips from his
nose and mouth.
68.
SAMMY DILLON
(enraged)
FUCK! I swear, I'll kill everyone
of you fuckers. You got me?
CARLO COLON
What are you gonna do Sammy D?
Tell us some of your bad jokes?
He grabs the charms off the floor, opens them and pops one
in his mouth. He takes his pistol and aims it at Sammy's head.
CARLO COLON
I will ask only one time AMIGO,
where is your friend? Where is the
other Soldier?
LELA(SUBTITLED)
Kill him. We'll find the other guy.
SAMMY DILLON
WAIT. Let's just wait a second.
It's coming back to me now. Too
many shots to the head...know what
I mean? Okay, the other guy went
back to the crash site to try and
find a working radio and call for help.
LELA
You better not lie to us.
(to the soldier-SUBTITLED)
Find out what else he knows.
CARLO COLON
Colonel...
CARLO COLON
Your friend here says his partner
went back to the crash site. We
are going to keep him here and find
out what else he knows. Send your
man and a team to get the other one.
I am going to take the money to Mr.
Pereira.
69.
He walks into the building and right into the assembly line
room.
He sees all the workers and aims at them...they all hit the
deck.
Lela and Carlo run into the room, Lela holds onto a green
ruck sack.
CARLO COLON(SUBTITLED)
Everyone stay still. Be calm.
CARLO COLON
Gringo. You have no where to go.
No one is coming to help you.
Surrender and we won't hurt you.
Carlo gives Lela the go sign. Lela lays the bag down under
one of the counters and heads down the aisle towards the voice.
70.
CARLO COLON
Yes my friend. Very well.
Carlo shoots at the pile and a huge puff of white dust hits
the air.
LELA
No. Don't shoot here.
CARLO COLON
(he continues
pointing his gun at Guy)
No gringo. Fuck you. You can't
kill all of us.
The soldiers all throw their weapons across the factory and
get down on the floor.
Colon reaches into his back and throws another gun across
the room.
CARLO COLON
Yes, it's funny that I am walking
with a dead man.
Guy throws Lela to the ground and slams his gun against the
head of Carlo.
He kicks down the door of the room where Sammy is. He jumps
into the room aiming his weapon everywhere.
SAMMY DILLON
Well, about fucking time.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, just you and Uncle Sammy.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah, I got knocked out by the
knock out.
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah...I saw her first.
SAMMY DILLON
Is my nose broken?
SAMMY DILLON
Well, shit...there goes my shot at
Good Morning America. Thank God
I'm just a bartender.
SAMMY DILLON
Got it.
Sammy reaches down into the dead soldiers pocket and takes
his Charms back.
SAMMY DILLON
That's what you get for stealing my
candy.
CARLO COLON
You okay, mi amor? Where is the money?
LELA PEREIRA
I'm fine...it's in the warehouse.
You're bleeding.
He wipes the blood off his head and shakes his head to imply
it is nothing.
73.
LELA PEREIRA
Those two men will never leave this
country.
CARLO COLON(VO)
Wait, just keep them in your sites.
Don't lose them.
CARLO COLON
I will be there in one minute.
LELA
Be careful. I'm right behind you.
CARLO COLON
Don't worry. See you soon.
Carlo Colon and one of his soldiers approach two men from
the rear.
CARLO COLON
Zalinski...you almost got killed.
Where are the others?
Carlo lowers his weapon and puts his hand on Pete's shoulder.
He shoots.
JESUS
Por que?
Sammy and Guy are very close to the shootings. They crouch
by a downed tree. Guy holds onto the green bag from the
warehouse.
SAMMY DILLON
What the fuck was that?
SAMMY DILLON
No shit, I know it was gunshots, I
mean who's shooting?
SAMMY DILLON
Judging by the noise, the shots
came from right 'bout there.
(he points, reflects)
Man, I wish they didn't take my hooch.
SAMMY DILLON
You think I should quit?
Guy motions for Sammy to be quiet and starts opening the bag,
he nearly shits himself when he sees what's inside.
SAMMY DILLON
What? What's in the bag?
SAMMY DILLON
HOLY SHIT!
SAMMY DILLON
Jesus, there's gotta be a couple
hundred g's in here.
SAMMY DILLON
Why do you keep shushing me? Do
you hear something?
He grabs Sammy and the two duck down low and crawl into the
jungle.
77.
LTC MARCUS(VO)
Talk to me.
SAMMY DILLON
Why don't you give that radio over
here.
SAMMY DILLON
What's so fucking funny?
78.
SAMMY DILLON
Shoot him Guy, shoot him now.
Guy lowers his gun and shoots the radio. He raises it back
quickly to Pete.
SAMMY DILLON
How long you been in?
79.
SAMMY DILLON
How long you been in?
SAMMY DILLON
Thirty-seven thousand, five hundred
and eighty dollars...give or take.
Based on you being an E-Seven with
that long of service, obviously,
there's no way for me to determine
how long you've been an E-Seven,
but I figure you are in the Army
and they promote quickly so...
SAMMY DILLON
So what? Can't beat 'em, join 'em?
Is that it? Get in bed with one of
the cartels, turn Howard Air Force
Base into Drugs-R-Us? Gonna be
hard to do without this.
80.
SAMMY DILLON
(to Guy)
Man...and you say I know how to
pick 'em. Some friend.
SAMMY DILLON
Plus, you can profit off other
people's misery. Sounds like a
great plan...what a hero.
SAMMY DILLON
Fuck that. Shoot this fucking sell
out.
SAMMY DILLON
What's that mean?
SAMMY DILLON
What's he talking about?
Pete lands a good kick in the groin to Guy who tries to jump
on him.
Pete and Guy scrum some more, trading punches. They stand
up and face each other. Pete pulls a knife off his chest
holster and takes a swipe at Guy.
SAMMY DILLON
Put down the knife you pussy. He
may not want to kill you, but you
don't mean shit to me.
Sammy lowers the weapon and Guy grabs his knife from his side.
SAMMY DILLON
Oooh...that's gonna scar.
82.
Pete grabs his face. Wipes the blood and goes back at Guy.
Guy throws him to the ground and stands leering above him.
Guy's knife is inches from Pete's face. Pete holds him off
with two hands.
Pete takes one hand and pushes the knife back towards Guy
and punches him in his face with his own hand.
SAMMY DILLON
Screw you, lunatic...I'm shooting
this son of a bitch.
Guy throws a vicious kick and knocks the knife out of Pete's
hands.
Pete dodges him and quickly jumps and grabs Sammy, holding
him in a half-nelson around the neck.
SAMMY DILLON
(to Pete)
He's kidding.
(to Guy)
You're kidding right?
(to Pete)
He's kidding. He's like that, he's
really a sensitive guy when you get
to know him.
Sammy slams his elbow into the gut of Pete. Sammy slides
out of Pete's grip and throws a haymaker at his face. Pete
drops back onto his ass.
SAMMY DILLON
I got your Joan Lunden right here.
Pete jumps to his feet and dashes off into the jungle.
SAMMY DILLON
Shit! Get him.
MATEO PEREIRA
What's happening? Where's Carlo?
MATEO PEREIRA
Answer me Stone. What's going on?
84.
LELA PEREIRA
Carlo is dead? Where are the
Americans?
MATEO PEREIRA
I will not run from my own house.
I want these two men brought to me.
ALIVE! They will pay for Carlo.
MATEO PEREIRA
(yelling)
Colonel, I am not your senator!
This is my house and my country!
If those men are harmed by anyone
but me, you will learn pain like
you have never known! Now go!
MATEO
Senator I advise you to keep quiet
if you want to live. I am not in a
negotiating mood. When these two
men are found, we will see what is
going on.
85.
Gunshots ring out and it is obvious that Sammy and Guy are
not as hidden as they thought.
SAMMY DILLON
Shit!
Peter Zalinski pops out of the jungle with three men. All
of them face Guy.
From behind the soldier Sammy jumps out and starts shooting.
He wings Stone and gets Zalinski flush in the chest.
Guy grabs a weapon off the ground and starts plugging away
into the bush.
Peter takes his dog tags off and hands them to Guy.
SAMMY DILLON
You alright?
SAMMY DILLON
I'm sorry you had to kill your friend.
Guy looks down at Pete's dog tags in his hand and tosses
them into the jungle.
MATEO PEREIRA
You will sit right here and wait
this out. Just like me.
MATEO PEREIRA
(laughing)
Did you think I would let you get
away with this? This is Colombia,
not Kansas. Lela, darling...get
rid of that double crossing gringo.
MATEO PEREIRA
Kill him.
MATEO PEREIRA
(confused)
Lelita?
MATEO PEREIRA
(shocked)
No.
LELA PEREIRA
Good bye Poppy.
She shoots him once again and falls flat through the glass
table.
SAMMY DILLON
What the hell are you talking about?
It's drug money. It's not like
anyone's gonna miss it.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, fuck you! With all the shit
I've been through today. I've
earned it.
LELA PEREIRA
No, but I am a fast learner.
They rush past the room where Guy and Sammy hide.
SAMMY DILLON
(quietly)
I'm going after the chick and the
prick.
SAMMY DILLON
See you in five...
SAMMY DILLON
(amused)
You too.
Guy kicks the door open and hits the ground shooting up...
Sammy reaches down, grabs the bag and bolts behind him,
through the hallway and out the other door.
Sammy runs wildly towards Tate and Lela, who await a landing
chopper.
SAMMY DILLON
Freeze.
Lela turns an uzi machine gun towards Sammy and starts to spray.
Sammy throws his hands above his head and hits the deck,
scurrying towards cover.
SAMMY DILLON
Well that was fucking stupid.
They both look down and realize the grenade is still in play
and jump out separate windows. The grenade blows up.
Guy gives chase and starts a mean sprint towards the sound
of the chopper.
SAMMY DILLON
Hell, I don't know...
Guy grabs a clip off his waist, reloads and starts to shoot
at the Chopper which causes the pilot to hover higher and
not land. A gunner from the door of the chopper starts
shooting towards Sammy and Guy.
SAMMY DILLON
Great!
SAMMY DILLON
Last clip.
SAMMY DILLON
Let it go man.
Stone comes rolling around the corner towards Lela and Tate.
SAMMY DILLON
There's your buddy.
Guy looks over the statue and tries to take a shot at Stone.
SAMMY DILLON
What?
LELA PEREIRA
Why are those two still alive?
LELA PEREIRA
Goddamn it, I guess I need to take
care of everything myself.
Stone and Lela both converge fire on him pinning him behind
the pillar.
LELA PEREIRA
Sergeant...think about it. You go
back a hero, you can tell about the
horrors of the jungle drug
lords...I will make it well worth
your while.
SAMMY DILLON
What about me?
Lela turns her weapon towards Sammy. Stone never leaves Guy.
SAMMY DILLON
Will you make it worth my while?
I've got your two hundred grand in
this bag...plus, I'm a big TV
star...shit, I don't even belong
here. I wasn't supposed to be on
that plane.
LELA PEREIRA
That is not true. You could be
very useful to us with propaganda.
You can even keep the money, right
Colonel?
SAMMY DILLON
I'm gonna throw my weapon out and
surrender. Don't shoot me.
SAMMY DILLON
Fuck you! This is my life. I've
got to face my own deadline here
man. You need to understand that.
LELA PEREIRA
Stay there. Don't move, I don't
want to shoot you.
96.
LELA PEREIRA
Come on Sergeant...join your friend.
Together we could make a good team.
(to Sammy)
Walk very slowly to me chico.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey, listen to this idea.
LELA PEREIRA
Don't move, I'll shoot you.
SAMMY DILLON
Wait, just listen.
Sammy opens the bag, pulls out a 9mm, drops to the ground
and shoots Lela in the chest.
SAMMY DILLON
Ooh...you didn't see that shit
coming did you bitch?
SAMMY DILLON
Lay still...where's your buddy?
Stone shoots and hits Sammy in the back on the upper shoulder.
SAMMY DILLON
Shit.
From behind the pillar, Guy runs out shooting Stone five or
six times.
Stone lays silently on the ground. Guy grabs his dog tags
and chucks them into the jungle.
SAMMY DILLON
Gotcha.
US SOLDIER (V0)
(from the helicopter)
Hostile air craft, you are firing
on US Soldiers. You are ordered to
land immediately or we will engage.
SAMMY DILLON
So, that's what it feels like to
get shot. It's not that bad. It
itches like a mother.
Off to the rear, Lela reaches over and grabs a weapon and
sits up and shoots at Sammy and Guy.
Sammy shoots over Guy's shoulder and hits her in the head.
She falls dead.
98.
SAMMY DILLON
Jesus Christ, why won't that bitch
die?
(a beat)
Man, that was close.
SAMMY DILLON
No, come on. Guy?
SAMMY DILLON
I need some help over here. I NEED
SOME HELP OVER HERE!
US SOLDIER 1
What do we got?
US SOLDIER 2
(into his radio)
We need the medic...now.
(to Guy)
Don't worry Sarge, we'll get you
patched up double time.
(to Sammy)
What about you? You look like you
took one as well.
SAMMY DILLON
I'm fine. Just get him out of here.
Two men work on Guy, one walks with Sammy towards the
helicopter.
99.
SAMMY DILLON
You aren't getting away with this
you piece of shit.
Sammy punches him square in the gut and pushes him onto the
ground.
SAMMY DILLON
Get that son of a bitch in some
cuffs he's a traitor.
INT. US HELICOPTER
SAMMY DILLON
Yeah man. I'm here.
Guy rips off his tags and puts them in Sammy's hand.
100.
SAMMY DILLON
Easy. Don't get all soft on me.
You're gonna be fine. You got that
man?
Sammy looks down at the dog tags in his hand and puts them
back in his pocket and begins to wipe down the bar.
Through the mirror behind him, you can see a door open and a
man standing in the shadow.
SAMMY DILLON
Sorry man, we don't open for
another hour.
SAMMY DILLON
Hey...what's up pal?
The two shake hands and the camera begins to truck back.
SAMMY DILLON
How about just one shot...I quit
drinking. It's bad for you, ya
know...I did a story on it once.
SAMMY DILLON
Aw, fuck it...nobody likes a quitter.
FADE OUT.
THE END