
Under Fire
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- Year:
- 1983
- 128 min
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(0.00 / 0 votes)Can I get a ride?
Okay.
Hey, Pricey!
You tuna-sucking piece of raw meat,
get your ass over here.
Come on. Move over. Sit down here.
- How you doin'?
- Good.
Good to see you.
What the hell you going to Zambezi for?
I thought I'd get some great shots
of your head being blown to smithereens.
Smithereens.
Thought you were fighting
for the government.
I am. This is the government.
These are the rebels.
The f*** they are, man.
This is a government convoy to Calunda.
This is the Abou Deian
Revolutionary Front.
You're shitting me.
They'd be pissed off if they knew.
This is the dumbest motherf***er
I ever signed up for, man.
It don't even pay sh*t.
Nicaragua. That's the spot.
Cheap shrimp, lot of rays.
It's real thin in the spook department, too.
You dig me?
Price, you don't know
what you're doing up there!
But you better get
your ass down here, buddy!
Come on, man, get down here!
You're gonna get ripped to sh*t!
Oates, what the hell is this?
The U.S. government offers that house
to any Cuban pilot flying MIGs for the rebels
who chooses to defect to America
with a Russian jet.
But that's bullshit.
Yeah, we know that, but they don't.
See, they figure the Cubies are gonna go
straight for that swimming pool,
so they don't let 'em
anywhere near the Russian jets.
The rebels can't fly MIGs.
Pricey, that's the point.
They destroy their own air force.
I mean, it's an old scam,
but it's guaran-f***in'-teed.
Who is this? C.I.A?
Yeah. The smartest guys in the world.
where the government is.
Yeah.
You can walk to work from here.
What a break.
- I guess I'll get going. Take care.
- Yeah.
Be careful.
I love Africa.
"And so this strange war
grinds into its seventh year.
"From N'djamena, Chad,
this is Claire Sheridan."
No, no, you didn't hear any music.
It must be the connection.
Okay. Yes, yes, yes. Goodbye.
Alex, don't play that goddamn thing
when I'm filing. We're late.
It's my party. We'll be late.
in an endless story.
You know, if you filed that story with me,
I would say you were editorializing.
Well, I like to editorialize.
You drunk?
Drunk?
Only with the memory of making love
to you on the plains of Fianga,
with the First Liberation Army
marching by and opening fire.
- And freed the proletariat?
- And freed.
I love you.
I'm going to the party without you.
I don't want to go to this stupid party.
I'm bad at false modesty.
- Come on, you're great at it.
- You're right. I am.
Alex, you're gonna make
a great anchorman in New York.
And undoubtedly I can win an Emmy
as a hostess, but I'm not going with you.
You could operate out of New York.
We could buy a place on Long Island,
burn our suitcases.
I still like suitcases.
I'm tired of memorizing who the President
of the Republic of Maldives is.
You tired of Third World wars?
No, I'm tired of Third World elevators.
Look... Wait.
Don't leave me.
I have to, Alex.
Oh, f*** Abou Deia and New York.
- I'm going to Nicaragua with you.
- No!
I hear it's a neat little war
and a nice hotel.
Hey!
Alex! Alex!
Come on! Yeah!
All right, I want you to know.
This is the man that hired me
for my first job.
And fired you from your first job.
And then hired me for my second job.
Some of you...
Some of you may be asking yourself,
"What am I doing here
in this strange war?
"Another chapter in an endless struggle
"that's grinding into its seventh year."
But who of us can forget the giant struggle
on the plains of Fianga?
The give and take, the lunging,
the parrying for position,
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