[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[FATHER SIGHS]
[EXCLAIMING IN ANNOYANCE]
[UTENSILS CLATTERING]
Honey, it's family hour,
there must be something on.
DAUGHTER: Oh, wow, Candy Critters!
[FATHER EXCLAIMS]
Oh, great, it's Monsters. Our favorite show.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
Shh, it's starting.
[MONSTROUS LAUGH]
[FATHER CHUCKLES]
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
Hey, down there, Charlie.
It's show time.
Fire down the hole.
[LOUD EXPLOSION]
Man, it stinks down here.
I'll never get used to it.
I don't know, man.
I kinda dig this smelly cell.
Yeah, you kinda, but you're crazy.
You like these tunnels too damn much.
Any guy who volunteers for second tour in 'Nam,
is got to be crazy.
All right, lieutenant, which way?
The earth is packed harder in this direction.
Hey, look, Sarge, here's the thing,
two weeks and I am out of this bloody country and back in the Bronx.
So let's not go looking for no trouble with Charlie.
You know, no commendations or nothing.
Let's just, in and out, okay?
Just in and out.
All you short-timers are all the same, man.
Nervous. Look at yourself, Torres, you're nervous.
Don't you worry about a thing, man.
Old Sarge is going to take good care of you.
Let's do it, boys.
"Sarge will good care of you."
Well, I ain't gonna get lost, my last time in this hell hole either.
Well, well, well.
Looks like old Charlie's left out the welcome mat here.
What the hell are you doing?
We can just climb over it.
We might not see it on way back.
You're right about that, man,
we could be moving fast, fast, fast on our way out of here.
Besides I've done so many of these things, I can do it in my sleep.
Usually.
TORRES: Easy.
Can't we move a little faster, Sarge?
Say, Torres,
you ever stepped in a tiger pit, man?
Me? Nah.
One of my men did, once.
Get this, man,
First, you're creeping along and everything's cool, man, real cool.
Then all of a sudden,
you step down in this hole full of bamboo stakes,
suckers that go right through your foot, boot and all, man.
[RAT SQEAKING]
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Good stuff?
Possibly.
Great, Let's get the hell out of here.
No dead.
No wound.
Yes, it is kind of weird, isn't it?
What's so weird, man?
Charlie moved out before we came.
Leaving ammunition?
Maps.
Food, medicine, would you?
Who knows how these little creeps think.
They think like soldiers.
Hey, Sarge.
You got some nice pieces of paper here,
for the college boys in intelligence.
What do you say we call it a day.
Come on, Torres, you know as well as I do.
My mission is to recover documents and interrogate the survivors.
The way I see it, muchacho,
we've only earned half our pay.
What? Come on.
Look, maybe they are ahead of us, waiting.
Maybe that's why they didn't take anything.
Because we've been set up.
You know better than that.
We'd have never made this far if they wanted to stop us.
[MAN GROANING]
KENNER: My god!
My god!
I'll finish him.
No.
[GROANS]
[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]
What did he say?
Nothing useful.
Tell us anyway.
He was delirious. Not making sense.
We should move on.
I said, tell us.
KENNER: Torres, what the hell!
I want to now why that VC looks like a pitbull had him for breakfast.
And where everybody went.
KENNER: Back off, Torres. You hear me?
Talk.
Hey, I got enough to worry about down here
without worrying about you flipping out on me.
If you can't hack it, man, just get the hell out.
I just want to know everything the VC said, that's all.
Just cool it.
He told me that they dug their tunnels too deep.
Disturbing something evil in the earth.
Which destroyed them.
"Evil"?
What the hell does that supposed to mean?
The dead came out of the walls.
The what?
The Viet Cong buried their dead in the walls of these tunnels.
Too dangerous to carry them to the surface.
Often beheaded and be buried quickly.
These are closed borders.
So we're crawling through a cemetery?
The dead are all around this.
The corpses of our enemies.
You expect me to believe some crap about being killed by dead people?
You may choose to believe him or not.
That is what he told me.
So what else did he tell you?
He said that when they tried to escape,
the tunnels would not let them.
What the hell does that supposed to mean?
I do not know.
You're lying. I saw your face.
What he said meant something.
Only that when he spoke of evil,
coming up out of the ground.
It seemed for a moment,
that the earth might be avenging,
all the blood spilled on it.
Vietnamese.
French.
American blood.
[MILD SCREAMS]
[CLICKS]
Oh, my...
[SHARP EXHALE]
Guys.
Sarge.
Lieutenant.
We have lost the corporal.
Man. Torres.
Kenner.
Where are you?
[MUTTERING IN SPANISH]
[SCREAMS]
Torres.
Kenner.
You okay, man?
I think so.
Hold your fire, okay?
Okay.
Get away from that wall for god sake.
What are you talking about, man?
Who you shooting at?
Something grabbed me.
LIEUTENANT: "Something"?
I got it. I am shooting at it. It backed off.
Yes, so where did it go?
TORRES: Into the wall.
Where?
It just vanished into the wall. Right there.
LIEUTENANT: No opening, no tunnel anywhere near us.
Listen, Torres, man.
What you saw is all in your mind, man. You're just spooked.
You got to get a hold of yourself.
That thing grabbed hold of me.
LIEUTENANT: What kind of thing?
Corpse.
That VC was right. We have to get out of here.
Hey, troop. Troop.
You just got a bad case of tunnelities, man. Maybe he did too.
Look, Sarge, I think we should get out of here.
I mean, we did our mission and everything, didn't we?
Maybe we should get out of here.
Can you bring up the rear?
Of course.
You stay right on my butt, you hear me?
You got it, man.
We'll be standing up straight in ten minutes. 15, tops.
[MAN SCREAMING]
TORRES: There it is again. Following us.
You heard it?
I heard something.
Keep going.
You got it.
[HOWLING]
There's another one of your markers, home boy.
Regular clock work.
You got to sign up to work for the damn highway department.
I shouldn't have been so rough on him.
Man, buy him a beer when you get to Saigon.
[SCREAMS]
They got him. [GUNSHOTS]
No, you can't help him.
Torres, what the hell are you doing?
[ALL SCREAMING]
[SCREAMS]
You go on. I'll try to get him back.
No.
[SCREAMS]
Torres, use your knife. Use your damn knife.
[SCREECHES]
You okay, man?
We can't stop.
Catch your breath.
I haven't seen any in a while.
I think we're too high out of their territory.
Got to keep moving.
You should've believed me, Kenner.
Yeah, I guess so.
But we're home free now.
What the hell.
What? This shell.
What about it?
I don't remember making a turn like this coming in.
Hey, man, we made a lot of turns.
But I don't remember this one, do you?
Look, if you put the marker up here,
its gotta be the way, right?
That's what placing a damn trail is all about.
Yeah, but suppose someone...
There is no some one, man, except for the corpses.
And we're now this closer to the surface.
But the VC said the tunnels wouldn't let them escape.
It's a lot of crap, man. That's what he said, Kenner.
I don't give a damn of what he said, if you are smart enough
to put these markers out,
then you better be smart enough to follow them.
'Cause that's sure as hell is what I am gonna do.
[WATER DRIPPING]
How much longer you figure?
I don't know, man.
I haven't seen any of my shells for a while now.
Same thing I was thinking.
Maybe we already went past the entrance.
We would have seen. The daylight...
No, it's dark by now.
I know one thing though.
Sure is taking a lot longer getting out of here than it did getting in.
Seem that way to you?
I can't tell anymore.
Let's try another way, man.
I aim to be home by chow time.
Hey, what did I tell you.
Back on track.
One marker after the other.
We've been walking up here all the way.
We got to be real close to the top right now.
[WATER DRIPPING]
We're never getting out.
Hey, man, we must've made just another dumb mistake, is all.
All we got to do is retrace our steps.
Don't you understand?
Like the VC said,
the tunnels won't let us escape.
We going around and around,
then they'll come for us.
We're gonna die here.
As long as I got ammo, man,
we got a chance.
And then?
KENNER: Hey.
We can't be more than a few feet down.
Plus we've been climbing all this time,
we can dig our way out.
Come on, Torres.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
Come on, Torres.
Never should've some into these damn holes.
We don't belong here.
Just like the VC said.
We shot our people,
and now its making us pay.
I need your help.
[CRYING]
Nothing's gonna do any good.
We're finished.
All right, to hell with you.
We'll be breathing fresh air in no time, Torres.
Can't be much farther.
What did I tell you, huh?
What did I tell you.
You made it?
[SCREAMS]
[SCREECHING]
[SCREAMS]
What the hell.
No way, baby.
[SCREAMS]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]