[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
CHEGWIDDEN: Enter.
You wanted to see me, sir?
Close the hatch.
I just got off the phone with the deputy director of the CIA.
He just got a report from the station chief in Ciudad del Este.
Mac has, uh, vanished somewhere in the hinterlands of Paraguay.
Is she alive?
- Unknown. - Webb?
You knew she was with him?
Well, I knew he sweet-talked her into going to Paraguay with him
as his pregnant wife.
If he got her killed...
Then he's probably dead as well and you won't have to track him down.
If, uh... If she's dead,
there will be some sort of a claim of responsibility.
- If alive, there will be a demand... - Ransom.
Prisoner exchange, interview with Mike Wallace.
This isn't about money.
No.
- I haven't asked yet, sir. - Then don't.
Admiral, I can't stay here and do nothing.
Send me TAD to Paraguay, sir.
You're needed here.
That's unacceptable, sir.
Excuse me?
We're talking about Mac, admiral.
All right, make your case.
I could do JAG business in Paraguay, sir.
Such as?
International Military Education and Training, like I did in Russia.
Oh, and look how well that turned out.
I can find her, sir.
- How? - I'll find... I'll find a way.
Then I request emergency leave, sir.
Denied.
Then I quit, sir.
Consider my commission resigned and my status as terminal leave.
The paperwork will be in your desk in the hour.
Do what you gotta do.
Commander,
you're willing to give up your career and possibly your life to get her back?
What if you're successful?
What if you can bring her home?
What are you willing to risk to keep her?
I haven't thought it through, sir.
[MAN SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
[SCREAMING CONTINUES]
MAC: Is my husband alive?
He is of no use to me dead.
We were forced to hurt him badly.
It's amazing the amount of pain stored in a car battery.
I offered to put you in his place, but he would not hear of it.
He must love you very much.
Yes, he must.
Don't hurt him anymore.
Please, I beg of you. Spare him.
Please do not kneel before me.
There will be no more pain today.
Thank God.
Yes, praise be to Allah, the compassionate.
He has given each of you another day.
Perhaps you can spare him a repeat of today.
I'll do anything.
Then just answer these questions. Who is he?
My husband.
Well, your husband treats you very well.
Yes.
You have just contributed to the war effort.
I will sell these stones to buy arms.
Now, who is the man you were trying to rescue?
- He owes us money. - Really?
He must owe you a lot of money
for you to kill six of my men to get him back.
Unfortunately, he is dead.
Now, I wanted to ask you.
You're wearing the same clothes in both these photographs.
And your hair, it's the same.
What are the chances of that happening?
Both those photographs were taken right after my wedding.
If you had answered my questions truthfully,
you would have spared your husband more pain.
But perhaps you do not love him as he does you.
[IN FARSI]
[IN ENGLISH] Excuse me, I'm looking for Edward Hardy.
Harmon Rabb.
WOMAN: He's here, sir.
HARDY: I was told to expect you, Commander Rabb.
What can I do for you?
I need help finding a couple of friends.
What's your security clearance?
It was high enough to get through to your boss back at Langley.
High enough that he accepted my offer of help.
How well are you acquainted with the situation down here?
Well, only what I've read in the papers.
The Triple Frontier is as lawless
as Tombstone was a hundred years ago.
Except Wyatt Earp didn't have to deal with terrorists
and drug dealers armed with automatic weapons.
It's a dangerous place, I know that.
A lot of people missing down here.
Recently two British missionaries were taken hostage and held for ransom.
You ever drink caña?
Not at 8:30 in the morning.
It's a mixture of honey and distilled sugar cane.
Nasty stuff.
You know who I'm looking for?
Yes.
Will you help me find them?
All right. You won't talk to me, I'll tell you what I know.
United States Marine Corps, Lieutenant Colonel Sarah MacKenzie, JAG lawyer,
volunteered to help recover a hundred stolen Stinger missiles.
There's no way we used her.
If armed U.S. Uniformed personnel are caught operating
without host country knowledge,
it's an act of war.
You must be mistaken about the colonel's whereabouts.
You and I both know you bend that rule when it suits your purpose.
She was undercover with another one of your agents, Clayton Webb,
as his pregnant wife.
I can neither confirm nor deny.
Are you even trying to get them back?
My company has a policy:
We do not negotiate with terrorists.
So if anyone falls into their hands,
they can consider themselves beyond help?
Life is cheap down here.
You can trust no one.
[SIGHS]
- Is that any way to greet an old friend? - Gunny.
What are you doing here?
Been waiting for somebody to show up. I never figured it'd be you.
You look like hell. Are you okay?
It's a long story, sir.
You can drop the "sir."
I resigned my commission.
Sir?
I'll tell you about it later. Let's hear your story.
I transferred down here to Marine barracks
at the American embassy in Asunción.
Is this the warm-weather uniform?
I'm working undercover, sir.
I got assigned TAD to Mr. Webb.
Where is Webb?
I don't know for sure, sir.
- Where is Mac? - She's with Mr. Webb.
[WEBB GRUNTING]
- Oh, my God. - Ugh!
Darling.
Hello, sweetheart.
MAC: What can I do?
What you're doing feels pretty good.
My God.
What did they do to you?
I had no idea it would get this bad.
I'll do whatever I can to keep them away from you.
[SIGHS]
GALINDEZ: Colonel MacKenzie and Mr. Webb left Raul Garcia's camp
after exchanging the Stinger circuit boards for the diamonds.
HARM: Garcia is the arms dealer?
GALINDEZ: Trading as a middleman to Sadik.
- So Garcia sent you to Sadik's camp? - Yes, sir.
I drove the truck with the circuit boards
to Sadik's hacienda on the Chaco Boreal.
I was supposed to wait for a shipment of uncut coke to return to Garcia.
HARM: Well, what was Webb's plan?
Well, once I confirmed the Stinger missiles were in Sadik's hacienda,
- he was gonna call for a predator strike. - Yeah?
Instead, Sadik had the missiles moved out by truck and I got jumped.
Well, how did Webb and Mac get caught?
It was on account of me, sir.
They came in to rescue me, and it almost worked.
They made it to a car.
A grenade hit.
That was the last I saw of them.
I got shot.
How did you get away?
Well, in all the confusion, I crawled out of the camp.
Next thing I knew, I woke up in the middle of a field.
A Mennonite farmer and his wife found me.
They got me patched up.
- A Mennonite? - Yes, sir.
There's a large religious German community in the Chaco Boreal.
- So, what happened next? - I hitched back to Ciudad del Este.
Why didn't you go for help?
Mr. Webb told me to trust no one.
I think Sadik knew we were coming.
There was a leak somewhere.
Right in Garcia's camp?
Or in the CIA.
WEBB: Unh. - You're all right.
How bad is it?
I've handled worse.
They think we're Israelis.
Why?
Because Israel is their enemy.
They see their enemy everywhere.
Well, what are they asking you?
Questions I can't answer.
I think there's something big in the works,
a strike against the U.S.
Sadik needs to know if his mission has been compromised
and he needs to know it soon.
I'm sorry about all this.
Please stop apologising.
I agreed to be here.
Yeah, I know.
Sarah,
I don't know how much of my asking you here
had to do with your credentials,
and how much had to do with just wanting you with me.
I don't know what to say.
I wish I could die for the both of us.
I don't want you to die for me, Clay.
[SIGHS]
SIMS: Am I interrupting?
BUD: No.
I, uh...
I could use the company.
You look how I feel.
Yeah, it's hard to keep up appearances.
Well, I'm worried about them too.
I just wish there was something that I could do.
I mean, there was a time...
I mean, I knew when this happened that I'd be limited by my disability,
that there would be things that I couldn't do.
But I didn't expect to feel so useless,
you know, when the time came that they actually need me.
No, they need you here.
You're doing something they can't do. You're keeping JAG ops running.
That's important.
There's more than one way to be a hero.
This, uh, might be a breach of protocol,
and it might get me transferred right back to the I.G.'s office,
but I won't tell if you won't.
[WEBB GRUNTING]
[GRUNTS]
Will you please help me?
He needs manacá.
[WEBB GASPING]
Wait. Wait. What is that?
CARLA: Balm of the manacá plant.
The Chaco natives have used it as an analgesic for a thousand years.
Last year an American pharmaceutical company patented it.
The Indians got nothing.
You should sit down.
I'll get you some water.
[GRUNTS]
The water here is brackish. It's all we have.
Thank you for sharing.
WARREN: I know the kind of pain he's in.
They used me the same way.
I'm Warren Robinson. This is my wife, Carla.
The kidnapped missionaries.
We came here to help the Ayoreo and the Nivaclé
and now we've gotten caught in your war.
My war?
- You're Americans, aren't you? WARREN: Neither here nor there.
Carla, we're victims of some kind of fundraising for the jihad.
They want £2 million for us.
They might as well just kill us now
because our church can't raise that kind of money.
It isn't my government that moved these people to violence.
You're forgetting the Balfour Accord.
WARREN: I have no idea what you're talking about, heh.
We're not politicians. We're people of God.
It's our calling to help those in need.
Even if they're Americans.
You know what worries me?
Aside from oncoming traffic?
You ever wonder what Sadik Fahd is up to?
What his targets are?
I'd lay my money on a large-deck amphib.
Or maybe a carrier.
Just try and keep your eyes on the road, all right?
We wanna get there in one piece, right?
I'm still trying to blend in with the locals, sir.
If you blend in any more,
we'll be smeared all over the landscape.
There's trouble.
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
CAPITAN [IN SPANISH]:
[IN ENGLISH] American.
- Business? - Pleasure.
[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
They call this country the green hell.
Why do you want to come here?
Birds.
[CHUCKLES]
Then you came to the right place.
What have you seen so far?
Well, we saw some, uh, parrots, uh,
a blue-belly and, uh, a Scaly Face Pionus about a mile back.
Have you seen an Alicanto yet?
Yeah, we saw one yesterday.
It is a mythical bird.
CAPITAN [IN SPANISH]:
[IN ENGLISH] Papers.
A.J., the chairman wanted you to know that the secretary of defence
has approved the ROE changes for Persian Gulf Ops.
CHEGWIDDEN: Including use of the new weapons systems?
Reviewed and approved.
We've also been working with the Department of Justice
to fine tune our rules for trying suspected terrorists.
Well, thank you, admiral.
You've been a great help.
Glad to assist any way we can.
- Carry on. TINER: Yes, sir.
Excuse me, admiral.
- I was wondering if there was news. - No news.
What if...?
Don't deal in "what ifs," Tiner.
CARLA: For food and all thy gifts of love, we give thee thanks and praise.
Look down, oh, Jesus, from above and bless us all our days.
I'm sure this isn't what you're used to.
It's more than we've had for a day or two.
We're so grateful to both of you.
Will you be able to pay your ransom?
It's not about the money.
We're prisoners of conscience.
You must be about halfway there.
Yeah, six months.
I hope you aren't here when the baby comes.
But I've worked as a midwife with the Chaco.
I can help you if you'll let me.
Um, hopefully, like you said, uh, we won't be here.
CAPITAN: I can find no fault with you,
so you may continue your journey.
[GALINDEZ SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
CAPITAN: Enjoy the birds.
We're about 70 miles to the turnoff.
After that, we'll have to take it one road at a time.
FAHD: Stand up.
Woman, stand up!
[GASPS]
You defile motherhood.
You son of a...
MAC: No!
[GRUNTS]
[WEBB COUGHING]
Carla,
what have you done?
CARLA: You misunderstand Sadik.
He tempers his cruelty with kindness.
He knows what's best for us.
He tortured your husband.
He videotaped it and sent it to your church
to show that he was serious. He's keeping you captive
and it doesn't look like you're ever gonna get out!
Is that's what's best? Is it?
Islam and Christianity have much in common.
We're all people of peace.
[WEBB GASPING]
Well, I hope your God is a loving one, Mrs. Robinson,
because he's gonna have a lot to forgive.
[GASPING CONTINUES]
COATES: Damn it.
- Damn it. - Hey, are you all right?
I'm fine. I'm sorry, ma'am.
How are you feeling?
I'm great, heh.
I like having babies, heh.
I didn't mean that, ma'am.
I know.
You're talking about Colonel MacKenzie.
And Commander Rabb, ma'am.
I'm just so afraid for them.
How do you deal?
All you can do is hope and pray and then trust in God.
My father was a minister, ma'am. He kind of soured me on God.
Oh, maybe you should give him a second chance.
I never, heh... I never wanna see my father again, ma'am.
That's not the "him" I'm talking about.
Yes, ma'am.
I'll take that under advisement.
Ma'am,
this place is the only real home I've ever known,
as pathetic as that sounds.
The truth is, Colonel MacKenzie and Commander Rabb
and you and Lieutenant Roberts
are the first people who've given a damn about me.
Pardon my language, heh.
I just... I couldn't stand it if something happened to one of you.
Things happen, Jennifer.
My husband stepped on a land mine.
And you stayed with him so he wouldn't bleed to death
until help came.
You handled that situation better than anybody else.
- And you can handle this. - That's just it. That was a war zone.
I thought here, coming back, it would be safe
and bad things wouldn't happen to people I care about.
[WHIMPERING]
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Excuse me, ma'am.
[DOOR OPENS]
Things have changed.
I will leave it up to you.
I will take one of you or the other. You choose.
Unh, Sarah.
Sarah.
The name on your passport is Jane.
Well, before you decide, Sarah,
know that one of you will be placed in a room with one of my men.
He will put you through hell.
And no one will be there to call him off.
I thought you believed in a compassionate God?
Oh, he is.
And I have no interest in debating you.
Because I'm a woman?
A woman. An infidel. Perhaps even a Jew, Sarah.
Are you a Jew? A falsifier of words?
An occupier of the holy places?
Denier of prophesies?
One of the so-called chosen people?
Okay.
So we'll try again.
So you say you are Mr. Williams. You claim you are an arms salesman.
You sell circuit boards to Raul Garcia
in exchange for diamonds. That is your story?
- Yes. - Explain this.
After the sale, Raul Garcia's house exploded in the middle of the night.
That has nothing to do with me.
Why did you shoot your way into my hacienda?
Who was the man you were trying to rescue and where is he now?
And who are you working for?
I'm self-employed.
It's the American way.
- You live in a free country. - Yes.
Well, that so-called freedom is going to drag your nation to the bottom.
And I, whose country you have taken, will show you no mercy.
Peace be upon you.
Your Lord hath laid down for himself a law of mercy
so that if any one of you commit a fault through ignorance,
and afterwards turn and amend,
he will surely be gracious and merciful.
You know the Qur'an?
As do I.
And this I say:
Our path is soaked in blood.
And so we write in blood, a language you can understand.
I have to settle a matter with the Robinsons.
Where are they?
I've made them more comfortable.
I will be back in an hour.
You decide, woman, your blood or his.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Enter. TINER: Excuse me, admiral.
Lieutenant Sims would like to see you, sir.
She did say it wasn't important, admiral.
Then why the hell are you bothering me?
Because I believe the lieutenant believes otherwise, sir.
On the important scale.
Tiner, are you...?
Are you clairvoyant?
I don't know, sir.
Read my mind.
Aye, aye, sir.
Lieutenant, the admiral will see you now, ma'am.
Is this a bad time, sir?
[SIGHS]
A bad time for what, lieutenant?
Sir, I just wanted you to know that if there's anything I can do, I'll do it.
Yeah. Other than your job?
Here's the thing, sir.
I know at times like these
you normally turn to Colonel MacKenzie or Commander Rabb.
Sir, I just wanted you to know that if you ever wanted to talk,
that Lieutenant Roberts and I are here.
Have you mentioned this to the lieutenant?
No, sir.
Good. Then don't. Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir.
[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]
TINER: How did it go with the admiral? - Ducky. Ducky.
Is that good or bad, ma'am?
It's great if you're a duck, Tiner.
[WHIMPERING]
[CRYING]
WEBB: Did I tell you I was sorry about all this?
MAC: About a million times.
- If we ever get out of this... - When. When, not if.
Aren't you the cockeyed optimist.
I can't accept dying here, Clay. I won't.
And I won't leave you behind.
There's something I need to say to you, Sarah.
You don't need to say anything.
[DOOR OPENS]
No.
No. Sarah!
[WEBB GRUNTS]
It's her choice and she has made it.
The Qur'an teaches you to protect women
as they can't protect themselves.
They can't do this!
It is no more than you have done to us for centuries.
WEBB: Sarah!
[IN FARSI]
MAN [IN ENGLISH]: Stop. Wait here.
[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]
[MAN SHOUTS IN FARSI]
I believe it is your custom to kneel when you pray.
Get on your knees.
- What is going on? FAHD: Church has given its answer.
They will not pay to free you.
I did everything that you asked.
In your scriptures there was Jesus and there was Judas.
You followed the wrong example.
[GUNSHOT]
WARREN: Carla!
[GUNSHOT]
- Who was that, sir? - I can't tell, but it couldn't be good.
Have you no mercy?
I have mercy on those who deserve mercy.
The poor, the widowed, the homeless.
You are none of these things so you do not deserve my notice.
HARM: There's Mac.
- What can I say that will stop this? - Nothing.
I'm not interested in you.
But I will sit with your husband.
When your cries for help go unanswered
and your shrieks become unbearable,
he will tell me what I need to know.
This goes against everything your religion has taught you.
Don't tell me about my religion!
There is a fatwa.
It says that I can kill Americans when and where I find them.
So my hands are clean.
Shalom, Sarah.
At least she's alive.
Well, she won't be for long if we don't do something. Let's go.
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[GUARDS SPEAKING IN FARSI]
Let's get to the Stingers.
Hey. Hey.
You take the house. I'll get Mac.
[GUNFIRE]
MAN [IN FARSI]:
[GUARD GROANS]
[MAC SIGHS]
[IN ENGLISH] We gotta get you out of here.
I'm too far gone, gunny.
Help is too far away.
GALINDEZ: What happens now, sir?
We get Webb to a hospital.
GALINDEZ: There's no ambulance here.
We're a long way from a hospital.
MAC: You'll make it.
WEBB: I have to.
My mother would never forgive me if I died before her.
Neither would I.
I liked having you for a wife.
I liked having you as a husband and a friend.
There's something about sharing the same bed,
the same toothbrush.
You used my toothbrush?
I didn't think you'd mind.
You've been single too long.
[WEBB CHUCKLES]
Maybe we both have.
You're right.
Sarah,
I need you.
When we get back...
I'II, uh, see you back home, Clay.
Take care of her, Rabb.
It's more than I was able to do for her.
Well, whatever you did do, she's, uh, obviously very appreciative.
GALINDEZ: Pleasure working with you. MAC: You too.
- Semper fi, ma'am. - Semper fi.
- Good luck, gunny. - Thank you, sir.
HARM: You think he'll make it?
Depends on how fast gunny can get him help.
So, what do you know that I need to know?
I overheard one of the guards talking about the Stinger missiles.
From what I could make out,
they're in a Mennonite cattle farm about 20 miles from here.
They didn't happen to mention an address, did they?
No. All I know is that they're near the Rio Verde, the Green River.
That covers a lot of ground.
I can't wait to not be pregnant.
I'd, uh... I'd wait on that. It may come in handy.
Sorry about the ride. I could slow it down.
Gunny, I need help fast.
HARM: Well, look at that, Mac.
All right, you're going into labour so let me help you out.
[ROOSTER CROWING]
[HARM SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
You don't have any money?
No, I got picked clean.
A few days ago I had a diamond necklace worth half a million.
- Well, where is it now? - Sadik Fahd took it.
You got anything?
HARM: Uh, three hundred guaraní and a credit card.
[HARM SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
[MAN & HARM SPEAK IN GERMAN]
We would like to, uh, rent your aircraft.
[IN GERMAN]
[MAC GROANING]
[GRUNTS]
[IN ENGLISH] Okay.
Give him all the money.
And your passport and the car keys.
Uh, the hospital at Pozo Grande is, uh, a hundred miles due east.
I will fly you myself.
Oh, no, no. My husband flies. He's a pilot. U.S. Navy.
- Hornet? - F-14, sir.
Off the Patrick Henry, the Seahawk.
Luftwaffe.
I was a glider pilot before the war.
On religious grounds, I never wanted to fight.
- You're a Mennonite? - Uh-huh.
But I did not want my family put on a boxcar to Dachau.
- I'll get our things, sweetheart. - Okay. All right.
So I learned how to fly a Messerschmitt,
a Bf Ein-zehn C.
They assigned me to a fighter bomber unit...
[MAN SPEAKING IN GERMAN]
MAN: Now, this is my new life.
Gardens on the desert.
We good to go?
Yes. Yes.
Yeah. Thank you.
[MAC GROANS]
Have a safe flight.
MAC: Thank you.
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
- You ready? - I'm never ready for this.
The last time you took me up, you crashed
and I got stabbed in the leg by a deranged hillbilly!
I still have the scar!
Try closing your eyes this time!
It only makes it worse.
It all looks the same!
We have maybe an hour left before we run out of fuel!
Well, what happens then?
It's not a problem. I can put it down anywhere!
That's what I'm afraid of!
GALINDEZ: Roadblock up ahead.
WEBB: Who are they?
They're Paraguayan military, sir.
Thank God for small favours.
CAPITAN [IN SPANISH]:
[IN ENGLISH] I have seen you before
with a man who claimed to know about parrots.
Only then you were driving a nice Land Cruiser
and now it is full of bullet holes.
Now, why don't you tell me who you are and what you are doing here?
GALINDEZ: It's a long story, capitán.
This man is hurt badly. He needs medical assistance immediately.
CAPITAN: First, I need to see his papers.
We have a problem with that, capitán.
He doesn't have them.
Then I cannot help you.
[GALINDEZ SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
How do I know you are not smuggling drugs?
If you don't help that man, he's gonna die.
The only way you can help him is to tell me a story I can believe.
Ah!
CAPITAN [IN SPANISH]:
[GUARDS SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
[IN ENGLISH] That looks like the blue truck gunny was driving!
- Let's go take a look! - Wait. Do you think that's wise?
You got a better idea?
[MEN SPEAKING IN FARSI]
WORKER: Pedro. Pedro.
The Stingers are in that semi!
MAN [IN FARSI]:
[IN ENGLISH] I'm going around again!
When I give you the signal, take the stick!
What? I can't fly this thing!
You can do it, Mac! Just take the stick and hold on tight!
[GUNFIRE]
Now!
[MEN SHOUTING AND GRUNTING]
We're hit.
I got it!
Mac, I'm going in lower!
When I tell you, take the stick back again!
Any lower and we've landed!
[IN FARSI]
[IN ENGLISH] They're on the move!
HARM: Take the stick!
I got it!
Harm?
Harm!
HARM: I'm on it.
[SIGHS]
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
Oh, no.
Harm!
Hang on!
[MAC SCREAMS]