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Long time, sir.

I see you're not

wearing any handcuffs.

Yeah, well, I don't want you

to make any assumption...

...on what I've done

to get out of the handcuffs.

Is this gonna be like old times?

You gotta live

to talk about old times.

So why is the president giving us

our freedom and a Colt. 45?

You wanna stay in jail

and be buttfucked?

When I'm out of these shackles,

you'll be buttfucked...

...you cocksucking

wop motherf***er.

Listen, Uncle Sam needs us.

What that means is, he got something

sensitive that has to be done.

And if we do it right,

we're all free and a lot richer.

If we do it wrong,

ain't nobody know nothing.

And we're supposed

to trust you again?

Look, it's easy, you know.

You can come with me...

...we do it right,

we get out, we're free.

Or you could stay in jail

and get romantic with your boyfriend.

And what if we just take off?

- Yeah, what about that?

- What, and you gonna miss the party?

Come on.

Colonel Cody, I'm Dr. Susan Chappell.

I'm with the psychological unit.

Orders are to grab what's

useful from Lehder's lab...

...and destroy everything else.

- Big orders.

Well, she's your problem now.

Shouldn't you warn Cody's men about

what happened to the first team?

They're expendable.

And in case the agency

didn't let you know, so are we.

You ready?

- Let's go kill somebody.

- Okay. Let's boogie.

Nice uniform, Cody.

- What's in the bag?

- Apart from my condoms...

...probably enough explosives to blow

that dam from here to kingdom come.

All right, steady it down there,

right there.

The Clinton's gonna wait

for us outside territorial waters.

If the mission gets compromised,

we're on our own.

Well, I'm used to that.

I ain't relying on them, anyway.

All right, let's go.

Let's go!

Clear. Come on!

Where are you going?

I thought you wasn't

gonna leave no man behind.

The saying goes, "I don't leave no

man behind that I give a sh*t about. "

Damn, Cody. What if there

was an ambush down there...

...and Fletcher isn't a double agent?

We'll never know, will we?

Give me Lehder. We got trouble.

We've got new coordinates for the

new landing zone closer to the coast.

And it's gonna be right about here.

Take them off.

Come on.

Don't worry, you'll get your chance.

Hey, you out on parole

or on the run?

Well, that's decision pending.

Are you feeling vengeful, girl?

Always.

Our new landing zone

should read "Starry Night. "

You hear? Starry Night.

You copy that?

Yeah, I copy. I'll be there.

Sir, it's from the Hawk.

It's coded.

Who the hell picked

a new landing zone? Harding.

We don't know yet, sir.

Had to be Cody or Fletcher.

- Admiral, are you aware of these?

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