Blain:
Son of a bitch is dug in like an Alabama tick.
Poncho:
Major, you'd better take a look at this.
Dutch:
Did you find Hawkins?
Poncho:
I... I can't tell.
Dutch:
Hey Billy, give me a way out of this hole. Aerial says we are cut off.
Billy:
The only way outta here is that valley that leads to the east. But I wouldn't wish that on a broke-dick dog.
Dutch:
Not much choice.
Blain:
Bunch of slack-jawed faggots around here. This stuff will make you a god damned sexual Tyrannosaurus, just like me.
Poncho:
[
holds up his grenade launcher] Yeah, strap this on your "sore ass", Blain.
Dutch:
[
Dillon is losing at arm wrestling] What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing too many pencils? Huh? Had enough?
Dillon:
Make it easy on yourself, Dutch.
[
begins to loose further]
Dillon:
OK, OK, OK!
Poncho:
She says the jungle... it just came alive and took him.
[
after Dutch has nailed a guy to the wall with his knife]
Dutch:
Stick around.
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
You're ghostin' us, motherfucker. I don't care who you are back in the world, you give away our position one more time, I'll bleed ya, real quiet. Leave ya here. Got that?
Dutch:
[
the Predator pulls off his mask] You're one... *ugly* motherfucker!
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
[
whispering] I see you!
Dutch:
[
Dutch approaches and grabs the shoulders of the prisoner who has spoken nothing but Spanish since her capture] Yesterday, what did you see?
Dillon:
You're wasting your time.
Dutch:
[
to Anna] No more games.
Anna:
I don't know what it was. It...
[
surprised look on Dillon's face]
Dutch:
Go on.
Anna:
It changed colors, like the chameleon, it uses the jungle.
Dillon:
You saying that Blain and Hawkins were killed by a fucking lizard? That's a bullshit psyche job. There's two to three men out there at the most. Fucking lizard.
Dutch:
[
Takes out his knife] What's your name?
Anna:
Anna.
Dutch:
Anna, this thing is hunting us. *All* of us. You know that?
[
Anna nods, and Dutch cuts her bonds, setting her free]
Dutch:
He came to get the body. He's killing us one at a time.
Billy:
Like a hunter.
Dutch:
[
looks up in awareness] He's using the trees.
Poncho:
You're bleeding, man. You're hit.
Blain:
I ain't got time to bleed.
Poncho:
[
Confused] Oh... Okay...
Poncho:
[
Poncho shoots a bunch of grenades up to the top of the cliff] You got time to duck?
Billy:
I'm scared Poncho.
Poncho:
Bullshit. You ain't afraid of no man.
Billy:
There's something out there waiting for us, and it ain't no man. We're all gonna die.
Dutch:
If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
Long Tall Sally, she built sweet, she got everything, that Uncle John need. Aw baby, I'm gonna have me some fun, I'm gonna have me some fun, I'm gonna have me some fun.
Dillon:
Dutch, the General's sayin' that a couple of our friends are about to get squeezed, and we can't let that happen. We need the best. That's why you're here.
Dutch:
Go on.
Dillon:
Simple setup. One-day operation. We pick up their trail at the chopper, run 'em down, grab those hostages and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there.
Dutch:
Whaddya mean "we"?
Dutch:
Bleed, bastard.
Dutch:
What the hell *are* you?
The Predator:
What the hell are *you*?
Dillon:
Look, we've been looking for this place for months. My men were in that chopper when it got hit! Hopper's orders were to go in and get my men and he disappeared.
Dutch:
He didn't disappear. He was skinned alive!
Dutch:
What happened to you, Dillon? You used to be someone I could trust.
Dillon:
I woke up. Why don't you? You're an asset. An expendable asset. And I used you to get the job done, got it?
Dutch:
Dillon. You son of a bitch.
Dutch:
We're a rescue team. Not assassins.
Dillon:
Goddamn jackpot. This is more than we ever thought we'd get. We finally got those bastards. We got 'em.
Dutch:
She's your baggage. You fall behind, and you're on your own.
Billy:
I don't believe he did; I can't find a single track.
Dutch:
What about the rest of Hopper's men?
Billy:
There's no sign, sir. They never left here. Hell, it's like they just disappeared.
Dutch:
He's killing us one at a time.
[
throttling Dillon]
Dutch:
You set us up. It was bullshit, all of it.
Dutch:
My team works alone, you know that.
Major General Phillips:
[
seeing the explosion] My god.
Dutch:
My men are not expendable. And I don't do this kind of work.
[
Anna reaches for a gun]
Dutch:
Leave it. He didn't kill you because you weren't armed. No sport.
Blain:
You lose it here, you're in a world of hurt.
[
after Anna escapes from Dillon]
Poncho:
Maybe you better put her on a leash, Agent-man.
[
after knocking a door down]
Dutch:
Knock-knock.
Dillon:
Hold it Dutch, I'm going after Mac.
Dutch:
That's not your style, Dillon.
Dillon:
I guess I picked up some bad habbits from you, now get your people the hell out of here.
Dutch:
You can't win this Dillon.
Dillon:
Maybe I can get even.
[
Dillon walks away]
Dutch:
Dillon.
[
Dutch throws a machine gun to Dillon. They look at each other, knowing this is probably goodbye]
Dillon:
Just hold on to that goddamn chopper.
Dutch:
[
lying on the ground after being hit by Predator shoulder cannon, he motions to Anna] Run! Get to the chopper!
Dutch:
[
to Dillon] So you cooked up a story and dropped the six of us in a meatgrinder?
The Predator:
Anytime.
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
Hey Dillon.
[
Dillon comes over and sees Mac motion to the trees]
Dillon:
[
Mac takes a blade puts it on Dillon's back, Dillon spins around, his gun aimed but then sees a scorpion on the end of the blade] Thanks!
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
[
pause] Anytime...
Dutch:
Yesterday, what did you see?
Dillon:
You're wasting your time.
Dutch:
No more games!
Anna:
I don't know what it was. It...
[
surprised look on Dillon's face]
Dutch:
Go on.
Anna:
It changed colours, like the chameleon, it uses the jungle.
Dillon:
You saying that Blain and Hawkins were killed by a fucking lizard? That's a bullshit psyche job. There is two to three men out there at the most. Fucking lizard.
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
Goddamn! Shew. Buddy buddy-buddy-buddy-buddy. I've seen some bad-ass bush before, man, but nothin' like this.
Blain:
I hear ya. This shit's somethin'. Makes Cambodia look like Kansas.
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
Hey, que pasa, amigo? Little taste of home.
Blain:
You lose it here, you're in a world of hurt.
Hawkins:
Billy. Billy! The other day, I was going down on my girlfriend, I said to her, "Jeez you got a big pussy. Jeez you got a big pussy." She said, "Why did you say that twice?" I said, "I didn't."
[
Billy stares blankly]
Hawkins:
See, cuz of the echo.
Dutch:
[
examining Blain's body] No powder burns. No shrapnel.
Dillon:
The wound's all fused, cauterized. What the hell could have done this to a man?
Billy:
[
looking at Pancho after being hit by a log] He's busted up pretty bad, Major.
Poncho:
[
in pain] I can make it! I can make it.
Blain:
Payback time.
Dutch:
[
directing his team into the jungle] We move, five meter spread, no sound.
Hawkins:
Hey Billy. Billy! The other day, I went up to my girlfriend, I said, "Y'know I'd like a little pussy". She said, "Me too, mine's as big as a house!"
[
Billy stares blankly]
Hawkins:
See, she, she wanted a little one 'cause hers was...
[
Hawkins pauses, then trails off]
Hawkins:
... big as a house.
Poncho:
Not a thing. Not a fucking trace. No blood, no bodies... We hit nothing!
Dillon:
[
after a trap seemingly fails to attract the predator] So, what are you gonna try next? Cheese?
Dillon:
That's a real nasty habit you got there.
Anna:
When I was little, we found a man. He looked like - like, butchered. The old woman in the village crossed themselves... and whispered crazy things, strange things. "El Diablo cazador de hombres." Only in the hottest years this happens. And this year, it grows hot. We begin finding our men. We found them sometimes without their skins... and sometimes much, much worse. "El cazador trofeo de los hombres" means the demon who makes trophies of men.
Dutch:
Come on... Come on! Do it! Do it! Come on. Come on! Kill me! I'm here! Kill me! I'm here! Kill me! Come on! Kill me! I'm here! Come on! Do it now! Kill me!
Poncho:
[
Seeing the body of the pig that almost killed Mac] Jesus, you killed a pig... think you could found something bigger?
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
[
Billy laughs loudly] Fuck you Poncho! Fuck you!
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
[
to Blain's corpse] Here we are again bro... Just you and me. Same kind of moon same kind of jungle. Real number 10 remember... Whole platoon, 32 men chopped into meat... We walk out just you and me, nobody else. Right on top huh? Not a scratch... Not a fuckin' scratch. You know who ever got you. They'll come back again. And when he does I'm gonna cut your name right into him... I'M GONNA CUT YOUR NAME RIGHT INTO HIM!
Dutch:
Get to the Chopper!
[
first lines]
Major General Phillips:
You're looking good, Dutch.
Dutch:
It's been a long time, General.
Major General Phillips:
Come on inside.
Dutch:
This cabinet minister: does he always travel on the wrong side of the border?
Major General Phillips:
[
pause] Apparently they strayed off course. And we're fairly certain they're in guerrilla hands.
Dutch:
What is this fucking tie business?
Dillon:
Aw, come on, forget about the tie.
Lyrics:
Gonna tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John. Claims he has a-misery but he has a lot of fun. Oh, baby. Ye-e-e-es, baby. Whoo-oo-oo-oo, baby. A-havin' me some fun tonight. Yeah. Well, Long Tall Sally, she's built sweet. She got everything that Uncle John need. Oh, baby. Ye-e-e-es, baby. Whoo-oo-oo-oo, baby. A-havin' me some fun tonight. Yeah. Well, I saw Uncle John with bald-head Sally. He saw Aunt Mary comin' and he ducked back in the alley. Oh, baby. Ye-e-e-es, baby. Whoo-oo-oo-oo, baby. Havin' me some fun tonght. Yeah. A-whoo!
Dutch:
Who's our backup?
Dillon:
No such thing, ol' buddy. This is a one-way ticket. Once we cross that border, we're on our own.
Dutch:
This is getting better by the minute.
Dillon:
Never knew how much I missed this, Dutch.
Dutch:
You never were that smart.
Dillon:
I don't know, Dutch. This is inhuman.
Dutch:
What's got Billy so spooked?
Sergeant Mac Eliot:
Can't say, Major. Been actin' squirrelly all morning. That damned nose of his... it's weird.
Dutch:
What is it? Billy? What the hell is wrong with you?
Billy:
There's something in those trees.
Dutch:
Do you see anything?
Billy:
Up there ahead.
Dutch:
Nothing. What do you think?
Billy:
I guess it's nothing, Major.
Blain:
Come on in, you fuckers. Come on in. Ol' Painless is waitin'.
Dutch:
You still don't understand, Dillon, do you? Whatever it is out there, it killed Hopper, and now it wants us.
Dillon:
'Cause some damn fool accused you of being the best.
[
Dutch turns around and sees Dillion sitting in a chair in another room]
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