You got three guards.
One at your 2:00,
12:00
and 10:00.
Danger close. 2:00,
fifty yards.
You got one right on you.
20 yards and closing.
Go check the perimeter
And tell the others to stay alert.
I'm on it. Right away, sir
Swagger, you got one above you on the roof.
You killed all three?
There were four
I want Johnson's real name. I want to know who he works for
I want to know why it was worth going through that much effort
to kill the Archbishop.
Aren't you the one that shot him?
And if I don't know any of those things?
Then you're of no worth to me
and I might as well shoot you now and leave.
Johnson's had a lot of names.
Don't know one's any more real than the next.
Knowing would only be dangerous.
He's ex-army.
Pretty sure he was a full-bird colonel.
Go on.
They came for me, like they came for you.
Recruitment for a single job.
They like the wounded.
Easier to use
and then throw away when you are done.
Timmons, you, me...
Once you've been a wolf, it's hard to be staked down like a goat.
This is just one dead man talking to another
And the Archbishop?
You want to take all suspicions away when you shoot someone,
wait till he's standing next to the President.
What was he going to say?
The truth.
That nothing, no matter how horrible,
ever really happens without the approval of the government.
Over there, and here.
The problem isn't the doing.
It's the people in power having to admit
that they knew.
The prisoners are tortured at Abu Ghraib,
and only the underlings go to jail.
Their bosses knew.
We know their bosses knew.
But you don't say it.
What exactly happened in Africa?
Somehow the villagers didn't think
that an oil pipeline
was a good enough reason to move their village
to a place where the spirit gods didn't exist.
Drink?
So they asked them all nicely to move
and when they didn't, they just killed them all?
No.
They didn't ask.
They just killed them.
All.
So the next village won't need to be asked.
They'll just go.
There is a mass grave with 400 bodies,
men, women, children,
under the oil pumping station 10 kilometers over the Eritrean border
You should know.
You covered the retreat of the contractors who did the job.
Of course, you weren't supposed to survive that, either
Who runs Johnson?
A senator From Montana, I think.
You don't get it.
There is no head to cut off.
It's a conglomerate.
If one of them betrays the principles
of the accrual of money and power,
the others betray him.
What it is
is human weakness.
You can't kill that with a gun.
Swagger
Swagger.
You got to get out of there. They're everywhere.
Had to keep you till they got here.
Lying wasn't going to hold you.
You would have known.
By the way, they've got your woman.
Swagger.
They're 20 yards and closing. You got to get out of there.
-Bug out. Go to hide two. -Roger that.
Swagger, I'm in position two.
You got to get out of there.
-They're all over the place. -Hey!
Calm down.
Blow the pipe bombs outside on my call, okay? You got it?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, I got it.
Listen very carefully.
On my one, you blow the pipe bombs,
then the gas.
Three, two, one...
Hit it. Hit the napalm.
Swagger!
You got it.
Swagger!
You got to bug out on my go behind that barn.
Okay.
-You ready? -Yeah.
Go!
Come on!
You got to gun it to that tree line.
What?
You got five shots left. Gotta draw that bird out.
Okay. Okay.
-On my cover, all right? -Okay.
All right, go!
Pull up! Pull up!
Time to go!
Let me take a look.
Not right now.
Morning, beautiful.
-See this weird shootout in Virginia? -Sir..
Shells everywhere, helicopter remnants, blood. No bodies, though, right?
And they get fingerprints off the cartridge cases.
First set positively lDed as Bob Lee Swagger
Second set belongs to Special Agent Nick Memphis
of the FBl.
What? That's gotta be wrong.
Now, the only reasonable question to ask after that is,
what the fuck is going on?
Great shot!
-All yours, Dan! -Good shooting!
I'm beginning to think that you were the wrong man for the job.
Think what you want.
It appears we misjudged the gunnery sergeant.
There's always a confused soul
that thinks that one man can make a difference.
And you have to kill him to convince him otherwise.
That's the hassle with democracy.
Pull!
...fire under their asses, you understand me?
We need those results now.
Anna, you guys, you take the team... Anna!...to the roadhouse.
Okay, I don't care who it is right now. I don't give...
Guys! We got Memphis on the line.
Start a trace.
Got it. I'm on it.
Nick. Hey, it's Howard here. How are you?
Things have gotten a little complicated. I got Bob Lee Swagger in custody.
Yeah, turns out he's not dead, Howard.
Yeah, I know. Word of that possibility had begun to reach us.
Got him.
Were you in a gunfight in Virginia last night?
Like I said, things have gotten a little complicated.
Well, obviously the best thing for you would be to bring him in, right?
Oh, no. I can't do that.
Why?
It's gotten too deep. It's not clear who can be trusted.
-But we're the FBl, son. -Yeah, I know.
Yeah, I'll keep in touch.
Oh, Nick, wait...
Son of a bitch.
-Did we get that? -Got him.
-Let's move. -They're on an interstate
-outside Bozeman, Montana. -Let's move!
This is Swagger
-Colonel Johnson here. -Figured you'd be listening.
-lt appears you have nowhere to go. -Colonel?
If it is "Colonel"?
It is.
-I have something you want. -Well, it seems so do I.
Over the Eritrean border, there is a mass grave with 400 bodies.
Men, women, children.
T ell you what, I'll give it to you and we'll call it even.
I just want someone there I can trust.
I'm amenable. Who do you have in mind?
How about that guy from U2 with the glasses?
Friend of Nelson Mandela and all. He seems trustworthy.
Bono? You want them to get Bono?
My colleague's questioning my choice. Okay,
I see how that could be a tough problem. You know, last minute and all.
How about six-term senator Charles Meachum
from Montana?
Seems like a pretty good second choice, don't you think?
I don't think so.
I'm gonna provide you with two numbers, then we'll talk.
Point 732. Point 648.
And what the hell is that?
Those are the last three digits, down to a few meters of latitude and longitude,
of an oil pipeline pumping station in Eritrea
with 400 bodies underneath.
Where are we meeting?
Somewhere I can see you,
coming from a goddamn long way off.
Where's your boy?
Well, I'm here.
He's here.
Look, look, look.
There's your boy. There's your boy, baby.
Come on, come on. Look, look. Look up.
Okay.
I think I broke a rib!
Don't move!
Is there anybody else?
No.
He head-shoots me, spasm kills her!
You got no shot!
No shot, Swagger! You hear that, Swagger?
You got no shot!
What are you gonna do? Come on!
It's over for you, buddy!
No shot! Okay, fuck him.
Not bad!
Pretty good! He went for the shot.
Christ.
How can we help you?
Guest at the motel last night gave me $1 00
to bring this by here at 3:00 p.m.
Let's move!
You all right?
Yeah.
Search him.
I don't carry a weapon,
ordinarily.
I'm licensed to carry that in this state.
Pull the pilot.
Put your weapon down! Put it down!
Put your gun down!
Easy. Easy.
Sarah.
Give me the gun.
It's okay. Give me the gun.
You okay?
Put them up. Keep them up.
Nice shooting, Gunnie.
Yeah, you got what you came for
I think it's time you owe us your side of the bargain.
You do, huh?
Yes, I do, son. I certainly do.
Why don't we think about all this that has gone on
just as a preamble?
You got any plans after this?
You have a rather unique skill set. I'd be interested in offering you a job.
Work? For you?
It's not really as bad as it seems. It's all gonna be done in any case.
You might as well be on the side that gets you well paid for your efforts.
And what side are you on?
There are no sides. There's no Sunnis and Shiites.
There's no Democrats and Republicans.
There's only haves and have-nots.
What exactly does working for you entail, Senator?
Raping and murdering innocent women and children, you sick fuck?
You sanctioned the mass murder of an entire village
so a pipeline could go through.
One village!
And it brought stability to the region.
Which means that no one chops off their arms
because their grandmother's grandfather
belonged to a different tribe.
They like us down there, boy.
This is a country
where the Secretary of Defense
can go on TV
and tell the American public,
oh, that "This is about freedom! It's not about oil!"
And nobody questions him,
because they don't want to hear the answer
because it's a lie!
There's only so many places at the table, Gunnie.
Now are you on the inside,
or are you on the out?
It's the FBl!
It's gonna be okay. Hold this.
If one of them betrays the principles of the accrual...
I don't think so, Senator
-What are you doing? -Saving our lives.
-That proved you were innocent! -Nobody out here is innocent!
This stuff's plutonium. Nobody can handle it without dying.
You hand it over to the authorities, it's just gonna disappear, along with us!
Unless you want to get buried in the hills outside Terlingua.
I'm out, old man!
I'm just a peckerwood who lives in the hills with too many guns.
You happy?
Where do you think you're going?
Washington!
You going to shoot a sitting U.S. senator in the back?
Lord knows I want to.
I didn't think so.
Let him go.
They've got your rifle.
From the beginning, they've always had your rifle.
Recovered at the site.
You can talk as much as you want, but in the end,
you're going to die by lethal injection,
and I'm going to go back to what I was doing.
I won.
You lost.
Get used to the idea, son.
I'm not your son.
-Drop your weapons! Put it down now! -Don't move!
Special Agent Nick Memphis, FBl! Don't shoot!
-Down, now! -On the ground!
I said get down!
-Could I free my hands, please? -It's okay.
Thank you, sir
Thanks for bringing her
Hey. I'm sorry about everything.
It's not your fault. It is what it is.
This is Attorney General Russert.
-Director Brandt. -Sir
Senator Meachum couldn't be with us today.
I'm sure we can manage without him.
Sergeant Swagger, you asked for this meeting.
Against my better judgment, I've agreed to it as a favor to the FBl.
What the hell am I doing here?
You've got nothing on me. I'm covered.
Call the Joint Chief.
That won't be necessary, Colonel,
as I have already received no less than a dozen calls
from highly-ranked and powerfully-placed individuals
telling me to let you go.
But the joy of checks and balances in our government is that I can,
and am, indeed, required by law,
to tell them to fuck off.
This is about evidence and finding out the truth,
so you sit there and be quiet.
Sergeant, you've got five minutes.
Thank you.
This is my weapon.
No question about it, don't deny it.
You recovered it at the scene moments after the assassination.
We agree?
It's been in the FBl's possession ever since,
hasn't been tampered with in any way?
No. Absolutely not.
-You fire the weapon? -There was no point.
The slug was mangled beyond recognition.
It was, however, an exact metallurgical match.
Right. Definitely my bullets.
Definitely my gun.
Special Agent Memphis, you believe I shot that Archbishop?
Nope. No, I don't.
-Have any proof of this fact? -No.
-Trust me? -Yep.
Really trust me?
Yeah.
With your life?
-Yep. -Good.
-What the hell are you doing? -Put that weapon down now!
If you're zeroed for 600, you ought to aim a little lower
Ain't gonna make a difference this close.
Only thing that's gonna make a difference
is whether I'm crazy or not.
I could keep doing this all day,
with every weapon in my house.
I swapped all the firing pins before I left the house. I always do.
Looks right, need a micrometer to tell.
But the gun don't shoot.
That bullet you got out of that bishop was fired from my weapon,
but a week before, at a can of stew.
I did take an oath to defend this country from all enemies, foreign and domestic.
I just didn't figure I'd end up quite this involved.
But at the end of the day, when all the dust settles,
you can't hide from the truth, you son of a bitch.
Whatever
Who gives a shit?
Nice presentation.
But none of it sticks to me.
Gentlemen, this meeting is over
Done.
I'll be seeing you.
He's right. There's nothing to prove he did anything.
Yeah, in this country.
Sir, you should take a look at these.
These images are from a classified file showing a village of people in Africa
that were exterminated by the colonel and his associates.
My God.
Look around you.
This isn't the Horn of Africa.
That's all hearsay.
This is the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And I'm free to go.
Colonel, your moral compass is so fucked up,
I'll be shocked if you manage to find your way back to the parking lot.
Regardless of how I feel about this,
these events occurred in another country,
outside of our laws.
So that's it? That's the best you can do?
This isn't the World Court, Sergeant.
And I don't have the jurisdiction to detain the colonel
for crimes he may or may not have committed on another continent.
-Sir, I urge you to reconsider.. -There's nothing to reconsider, son.
I win.
You lose.
Again.
This is ridiculous.
For the record, I don't like the way this turned out any more than you do.
But this is the world we live in.
And justice does not always prevail.
It's not the Wild West,
where you can clean up the streets with a gun.
Even though sometimes that's exactly what's needed.
Bob Lee Swagger, you're free to go.
Unshackle the sergeant.
I'd say that's quite a shot, Senator
In the face.
You heard that expression,
"You didn't know whether to shit or go blind"?
You should've seen the look on the Attorney General's face.
Did he give his checks-and-balances speech?
"This is about evidence and the truth!"
And then you just said to him,
"Fuck you!"
"Hold my cigar, Mr A.G."
"Fuck you!
"The truth is what I say it is!"
You know, you got to be out of the country in the morning.
You're going to Ecuador
Well, we're having some problems with the locals.
We have our personnel on the ground ready to neutralize the problem, but...
Well, they've requested you.
It's solvable.
They requested you...
Swagger
Turn off the lights!
Get my car
Do something.
Do something!
Where is he?
He's under the floor!
You don't need to kill me.
You don't need to kill me. It was them.
It was them.
God damn it! Just wait a minute!
Hold it just a minute. Hold it.
Are you out of your mind? Are you out of your damn mind?
I am a United States senator!
Exactly.