The content of this page was created by users. It has not been screened or verified by IMDb staff.
: It's good to hear your voice Johnny, it's been a long time. Look John, you've done some damage here, they don't want anymore trouble. That's why I've come. I want to come in there and fly you the hell out. Just you and me. We'll work this thing out together. Is that fair enough? Rambo
: Where did you come from Sir? Trautman
: Bragg. Rambo
: I tried to get in touch with you, but the guys in Bragg never knew where to find you. Trautman
: You know I haven't been spending much time there lately, they've got me down in D.C. I'm shining a seat with my ass. Rambo
: I wish I was back in Bragg now. Trautman
: We'll talk about that when you come in. Rambo
: I can't do that Sir. Trautman
: Look John, we can't have you running around out there killing friendly civilians. Rambo
: There are no friendly civilians! Trautman
: But I'm your friend Johnny! I was there with you knee-deep in all that blood and guts. I covered your ass more than once. Seems like baling you out of trouble's got to be a life-time achievement for me. Rambo
: There wouldn't be no trouble except for that king-shit cop! All I wanted was something to eat. But the man kept pushing Sir. Trautman
: Well you did some pushing on your own John. Rambo
: They drew first blood, not me. Trautman
: Look Johnny, let me come in and get you the hell out of there! Rambo
: They drew first blood... Trautman
: Rambo, are you still reading me? Covey leader to Raven! Rambo! Acknowledge!
: He was just another drifter who broke the law! Trautman
: Vagrancy wasn't it? That's gonna look real good on his grave stone in Arlington: Here lies John Rambo, winner of the Congressional Medal of Honor, survivor of countless incursions behind enemy lines. Killed for vagrancy in Jerkwater, USA. Teasle
: Now don't give me any of that crap Trautman. Do you think Rambo was the only guy who had a tough time in Vietnam? He killed a police officer for Christ's sake! Trautman
: You're goddamn lucky he didn't kill all of you.
: [referring to the mistreatment of Rambo
] I was just talking to Mitch, and he said that Gault and a couple of the deputies were... a little hard on the guy. State Police Capt. Dave Kern
: Assholes! Teasle
: It doesn't make one goddamn bit of difference, Dave, and you know it! If one of my deputies... gets out of line with a prisoner then the prisoner comes to me with it. And if I find out it's like he says I kick the deputy's ass! *Me*! The *Law*! People start fucking around with the law then all hell breaks loose! Whatever possessed God in heaven to make a man like Rambo? Trautman
: God didn't make Rambo, I made him!
: I don't think you understand. I didn't come to rescue Rambo from you. I came here to rescue you from him. Teasle
: Well, we all appreciate your concern Colonel, I will try to be extra careful! Trautman
: I'm just amazed he allowed any of your posse to live. Teasle
: Is that right? Trautman
: Strictly speaking, he slipped up. You're lucky to be breathing. Teasle
: That's just great. Colonel, you came out here to find out why one of your machines blew a gasket! Trautman
: You don't seem to want to accept the fact you're dealing with an expert in guerrilla warfare, with a man who's the best, with guns, with knives, with his bare hands. A man who's been trained to ignore pain, ignore weather, to live off the land, to eat things that would make a billy goat puke. In Vietnam his job was to dispose of enemy personnel. To kill! Period! Win by attrition. Well Rambo was the best.
: Are you telling me that 200 of our men against your boy is a no-win situation for us? Trautman
: You send that many, don't forget one thing. Teasle
: What? Trautman
: A good supply of body bags.
: Company leader to identify Baker Team - Rambo, Messner, Ortega, Coletta, Jurgensen, Berry, Krakauer confirm! This is Colonel Trautman. Talk to me, Johnny. Rambo
: They're all gone Sir. Trautman
: Rambo! Are you all right? Rambo
: Baker Team. They're all dead, sir. Trautman
: Not Delmar Berry, he made it. Rambo
: Berry's gone too Sir. Trautman
: How? Rambo
: Got himself killed in 'Nam, didn't even know it. Cancer ate him down to the bone. Trautman
: I'm sorry, I didn't know. Rambo
: I'm the last one Sir.
: You did everything to make this private war happen. You've done enough damage. This mission is over, Rambo. Do you understand me? This mission is over! Look at them out there! Look at them! If you won't end this now, they will kill you. Is that what you want? It's over Johnny. It's over! Rambo
: Nothing is over! Nothing! You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me, I didn't ask you! And I did what I had to do to win! But somebody wouldn't let us win! And I come back to the world and I see all those maggots at the airport, protesting me, spitting. Calling me baby killer and all kinds of vile crap! Who are they to protest me, huh? Who are they? Unless they've been me and been there and know what the hell they're yelling about! Trautman
: It was a bad time for everyone, Rambo. It's all in the past now. Rambo
: For *you*! For me civilian life is nothing! In the field we had a code of honor, you watch my back, I watch yours. Back here there's nothing! Trautman
: You're the last of an elite group, don't end it like this. Rambo
: Back there I could fly a gunship, I could drive a tank, I was in charge of million dollar equipment, back here I can't even hold a job *parking cars*!
: They found Rambo's body. As a matter of fact, it stole an army truck. Blew up a gas station the other side of town. Trautman
: The kid is resiliant. Now why don't you forget what you're thinking and clear out while you can?
: Teasle, you and all your men couldn't handle him before what makes you think you can handle him now? Only God knows what damage he's prepared to do.
: I came to get my boy. State Police Capt. Dave Kern
: *Your BOY*? Trautman
: I recruited him. I trained him. I commanded him for three years in Vietnam. I'd say that makes him mine.
: [to Teasle, who is equipping himself for a final showdown with Rambo
] You're going to die, Teasle. Teasle
: Everybody dies.
: You picked the wrong man to push. Teasle
: No, Trautman. HE picked the wrong man! Trautman
: That boy's a *heart attack*! He may be the best the Special Forces ever trained. Anything *you're* gonna throw at him, he's been through a hundred times worse! In WORSE places than this!
[Rambo and Colonel Trautman stand alone facing an enemy army
] Colonel Trautman
: What do we do? Rambo
: Well, surrounding them's out...
: [over the chopper's radio
] Drop your weapons! Now! You have no chance of escape! Come forward! I wish to take you back alive! This is your last warning! The choice is yours! Colonel Trautman
: You got any ideas? Rambo
: FUCK 'EM!
[loads his grenade launcher
: How's the wound? Rambo
: You taught us to ignore pain, right? Colonel Trautman
: Is it working? Rambo
: Not really. Don't take it personal. Colonel Trautman
: The Kremlin's got a hell of a sense of humor. Zaysen
: Please explain. Colonel Trautman
: You talk peace and disarmament. And here you are wiping out a race of people!
: Are you insane? One man against trained commandos... Who do you think this man is? God? Colonel Trautman
: No. God would have mercy. He won't.
: I'm sorry I got you into this Johnny. Rambo
: No you're not.
[after barely escaping the explosion of a fuel bomb dropped by a helicopter
] Colonel Trautman
: That was close John. How are you? Rambo
: Well done.
: You expect sympathy? You started this damn war! Now you'll have to deal with it! Zaysen
: And we will. It is just a matter of time before we achieve a complete victory. Colonel Trautman
: Yeah, well, there won't be a victory! Every day, your war machines lose ground to a bunch of POORLY-armed, POORLY-equipped freedom fighters! The fact is that you underestimated your competition. If you'd studied your history, you'd know that these people have never given up to anyone. They'd rather DIE, than be slaves to an invading army. You can't defeat a people like that. We tried! We already had our Vietnam! Now you're gonna have yours!
: Can you fly that helicopter? Rambo
: Let's find out!
: Let me tell you a story, John. There was a sculptor. He found this stone, a special stone. He dragged it home and he worked on it for months until he finally finished it. When he was ready he showed it to his friends. They said he had created a great masterpiece, but the sculptor said he hadn't created anything. The statue was always there, he just chipped away the rough edges. You're always going to be tearing away at yourself until you come to terms with who you are. Until you come full circle.
: John where are you going? Rambo
: I don't know. Trautman
: You'll get a second medal of honor for this.
[Rambo looks over at the rescued POWs
: You should give it to them. They deserve it more. Trautman
: You don't belong here, why don't you come back with me? Rambo
: Back to what? My friends died here, and a piece of me did too. Trautman
: The war, the whole conflict may have been wrong, but damn it, don't hate your country for it. Rambo
: Hate? I'd die for it. Trautman
: Then what is it you want? Rambo
: I want, what they want, and every other guy who came over here and spilled his guts and gave everything he had, wants! For our country to love us as much as we love it! That's what I want! Trautman
: How will you live, John? Rambo
: Day by day.
: What are you doing? Do you know what the hell you've done? Murdock
: Don't act so innocent, Colonel. You had your suspicions, and if you suspected then you're sort of an accessory aren't ya? Trautman
: Don't ever count me with you and your scum! It was a lie wasn't it? Just like the whole damn war, it was a lie! Murdock
: What are you talking about? Trautman
: That camp... was supposed to be empty. Rambo goes in, a decorated vet, he finds no POWs, the Congress buys it - case closed! And if he happens to get caught, nobody knows he's alive except you and your computers... and you can reprogram that can't you? Murdock
: Who the hell do you think you're talking to, Trautman? Trautman
: A stinkin' bureaucrat who's tryin to cover his ass! Murdock
: No, not just mine Trautman. We're talkin' about a nation here! Besides, it was your hero's fault. Now if your warrior had gone in and done what the hell he was supposed to do, we'd be out of this clean and simple. He was just supposed to take pictures! Trautman
: And if those pictures showed something they would have been... lost... wouldn't they? Murdock
: Oh Trautman, I still don't think you understand what this is all about. Trautman
: The same as it always is! Money! In '72 we were supposed to pay the Cong four-and-a-half billion in war reparations. We reneged, they kept the POWs... and you're doing the same thing all over again. Murdock
: And what the hell would you do, Trautman? Pay blackmail money to ransom our own men and finance the war effort against our allies? What if some burn-out POW shows up on the six o-clock news? What do you want to do... start the war all over again? You wanna bomb Hanoi? You want everybody screaming for armed invasion? Do you honestly think somebody's gonna get up on the floor of the United States Senate, and ask for billions of dollars for a couple of forgotten ghosts? Trautman
: Men, Goddamn it! Men... who fought for their country! Murdock
: That's enough! Trautman, I'm gonna forget this conversation ever took place. Trautman
: You bastard! Murdock
: And if I were you... I'd never make the mistake of bringing this subject up again. Trautman
: Oh you're the one who's making the mistake. Murdock
: Yeah? What mistake? Trautman
: Murdock... Trautman
: He's here. Murdock
: Rambo, this is Murdock, we're glad you're alive. Where the hell are you? Give us your position and we'll come to pick you up! Rambo
: Murdock... I'm coming to get you!
: John I want you to try and forget the war. Remember the mission. The old Vietnam's dead. Rambo
: Sir I'm alive, it's still alive, ain't it?
: Colonel are you sure Rambo's still in balance with the war? We can't afford having him involved in this mission and then crack in the pressure of that hell. Trautman
: Pressure? Let me just say that Rambo is the best combat vet I've ever seen. A pure fighting machine with only a desire - to win a war that someone else lost. And if winning means he has to die - he'll die. No fear, no regrets. And one more thing, what you choose to call hell, he calls home.
: Good luck son. Rambo
: Murdock said he was with 2nd battalion 3rd Marines at Kon Tum in '66. Trautman
: Yeah. Rambo
: The 2nd Battalion was at Kud Sank. You're the only one I trust.