(cork popping) (wine gurgling)
(glasses clinking)
(dramatic music)
(tense music) (birds chirping)
(people chattering in foreign language)
(man laughing)
(people chattering in foreign language)
(birds chirping)
- One dot one.
- [Max] One skinny headed south towards you.
I'm counting at 10 armed militia, maybe more inside.
- [LeClerc] Thank you, Max, keep your head down, mate.
(people chattering in foreign language)
(gun firing)
- Go, go!
(men shouting)
(men groaning) (guns firing)
(explosion booming)
(guns firing) (men groaning)
- [Man] I'll kill you, man!
(guns firing)
- [LeClerc] Take care of them two skinnies, Max.
We don't want them bringing their friends to the party.
(guns firing)
- Freeze, motherfucker.
(man yelling) (dramatic music)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(blood spurting)
(gentle music)
- (laughs) Where'd we fuckin' find these guys, mate.
Well, good news is 12 grand for sunshine over there, yeah.
And I believe we've got another main target in the bush,
it's worth another seven, if we did, which I know we did,
'cause we're fuckin' good.
Not a bad day in the office again, Max, well done.
- [Man] Over here, here's a lay down.
- [Man] Yeah.
- And what about them?
- We'll talk about that, mate.
Their lives like their deaths.
Not really worth much at all, is it?
Why do you ask, Max, you're not having doubts are you, mate?
- Just asking.
(dramatic music)
(engines puttering)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping) (tense music)
(man gasping) (radio chattering)
(explosion booming) (men yelling)
(men yelling in foreign language)
(guns firing) (men yelling)
- [Man] Run!
(men shouting in foreign language)
(guns firing) (men yelling)
- See anything?
- Nothing. - Keep scanning.
(guns firing) (men shouting)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing) (men yelling)
Hammaford, Wilson, front, center, fire!
Magpie, Notch, clear a path around back.
Go, go!
(guns firing)
(explosion booming) (people groaning)
(both yelling)
(flesh squelching) (man yelling)
- Mag, you gotta take out the PKM mate,
he's all over us, you copy?
(gun popping) (man vocalizing)
(gun clicking)
(people yelling)
- [Magpie] Come on!
(gun firing)
(Magpie yelling)
(Magpie groaning)
- Goddam, Magpie.
That was the most insane thing I've seen in my life.
I'll take all of you.
(gun firing) (people shouting)
- Okay, Max, got two runners heading toward the mosque.
(dramatic music)
Hammaford, go with, go, go, go!
(man gurgling)
(explosion booming) (men groaning)
(man vocalizing)
(gun firing) (man groaning)
(man yelling)
(knife whooshing) (men yelling)
(blood spurting)
(dramatic music)
(men shouting in foreign language)
(gun firing) (men groaning)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(guns firing)
(blows thudding) (men yelling)
(guns firing)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(gun firing) (men screaming)
(gun clicking)
- Fuck!
(men yelling) (knife whooshing)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(knives clanging) (blows thudding)
(men yelling) (blows thudding)
(man yelling in foreign language)
(man yelling)
(man speaking in foreign language)
(blood spurting)
(man gurgling)
- You'll meet him soon, soldier, you'll meet him soon.
(man groaning)
(Max gasping) (somber music)
- Psycho motherfucker.
Get your rifle, let's go.
(light music)
I just watched you take out 13 motherfuckers.
That first drink's on me.
You want me to kiss the booboo?
Hey!
- Don't worry about me, Max, I was so fuckin' bummed.
- Well, today was great fellas.
Rich pickin's.
Right, good work, Squad Leader alone,
he was worth 20,000 buck-a-roonies, right.
(people laughing)
And I'd say we've got to bid
another 70 or so grand worth of targets.
Well done, lads.
Here, mate.
- [Wilson] All right, guys, group shot.
Come on, I'll put this one on Facebook.
- He's not serious with that Facebook thing is he?
- [Notch] He's still tryin' to find a soulmate, boss.
- Come on, mate, aren't you done with that.
- [Wilson] All right, gather up, quick, quick, come on.
- Find that little lens right, you know how it goes.
- Let's go, boys.
It's on a timer.
One, two, three.
(camera clicks)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(people speaking in foreign language)
(tense music)
(people speaking in foreign language)
(birds chirping) (tense music)
(dramatic music)
(guns popping)
(people screaming)
(explosion booming) (guns firing)
(man yelling)
(explosion booming) (man yelling)
(guns firing) (dramatic music)
(woman gasping)
(woman whispering)
(tense music)
(explosion booming)
(debris clattering)
(man groaning)
(woman speaking in foreign language)
(woman whimpering)
(body thudding)
(woman whimpering)
(body thudding)
(woman groaning)
- Help me.
(woman groaning)
(Max groaning)
(woman yelping)
- Come here.
Fuck you.
(woman yelling)
Get you, fuck.
You're gonna fuckin' love this, sh.
(dramatic music)
(clothes ripping)
(man gasping)
You fuckin'.
(boot thudding)
- Sh, sh.
You're safe now.
You're safe.
I'll get you out of here.
Sh.
- Motherfucker! (blow thudding)
I'm gonna cut your fuckin' head off, legionnaire.
(woman gasping)
- Look at me, Max.
Look at me, Max.
Look at me, Max, look at me.
(blood spurting) (man groaning)
(dramatic music)
Look at you now.
(pin clicking)
(explosion booming) (dramatic music)
(man gasping)
(birds chirping)
- [Magpie] Nice ring, I'll take that.
- Hey, did you see me get two men with one shot.
Bullet went right through his head.
I tapped him too.
Two kills on the one shot.
- Yeah, we should be selling the shit ourselves.
We'd make 10 times what they're makin' with the feds.
- Yeah, yeah, right.
You try moving that stuff yourselves, be my guests.
That's a more deprived path that we're on.
Trust me on that, boys.
Pack it up, let's move out in 20.
Has anyone seen, Max.
- No, I think I watched him walk in this hut
before it exploded.
He's fuckin' dead.
- Wait a minute, mate.
Wait a minute.
What do you mean, you think he's dead?
You're grenade-- - I watched him--
- Max is my friend.
- I watched him walk in the fuckin' hut.
- Don't fuck with me.
- I watched him walk in this hut before it exploded.
He's fuckin' dead.
- Then fuckin' look for him, perimeter search right now.
- He's another fuckin' grunt, who gives a fuck!
- Excuse me.
Do you have problems taking orders, do you?
- (laughs) You need to relax, boss.
- You need to do your job.
- I will. - Off you go.
(tense music) (birds chirping)
Max, do you copy?
Come on, Max.
Max, copy if you could, over.
(birds chirping) (tense music)
- Max would never leave it.
You know that.
- What do we do, boss?
Do we stay and look for him.
- Yeah, well, we've only got 20 minutes to settle up
and haul this cargo, make the rendezvous.
Max knew what he signed up for.
- High pay, high risk.
- Okay, grab what you need, let's move.
(helicopter whirring)
(tense music)
(woman vocalizing) (dramatic music)
(Max gasping)
(footsteps shuffling)
(eerie music)
(Max groaning)
(Max moaning)
(woman vocalizing)
(Max groaning)
(woman vocalizing)
(water splashing)
(singing in foreign language)
(Max whimpering) (eerie music)
(Max moaning)
(birds chirping)
(Max moaning)
- Your fever finally broke.
You had a very bad blood infection
that was going to kill you.
The doctor dressed your neck wound and gave you antibiotics.
Your feet looked like they are sorely
in need of a pair of sandals.
You can have these if you'd like.
Where are you going, huh? (laughing)
You have no idea where you are (laughs)
or where you're going.
Welcome to my parish.
I am Father Elias.
May I show you around, hm?
Come with me, please.
(birds chirping) (dog barking)
Your feet, are you sure you don't want the sandals, hm?
No?
(doors creaking)
(footsteps thudding)
(people chattering)
So, you take charity
without offering anything in return, hm?
The antibiotics cost money
this church can't afford to spare.
An honest man would want to return the favor, huh?
I need this place swept, you do it and we're even.
Hm?
It's not complicated.
You know it is said, I am a benevolent man.
But I am also a practical one, my son.
(gentle music)
(birds chirping)
(broom swishing)
(footsteps tapping)
I'm not the kind to take charity
from a stranger without giving an offer.
You swept and I want to offer you something in return.
No?
I decided sleeping under my roof was on the house.
I want to pay you back with a warm meal.
If you refuse, you make me a dishonest man.
That's a terrible thing to do to a priest. (laughs)
Come, my son.
(woman speaking in foreign language)
(laughs) Let me see.
Mm, Esther, (speaking in foreign language).
(woman laughing)
(woman speaking in foreign language)
(both laughing)
(speaking in foreign language)
- [Thiago] Father Elias, a letter from the church.
- [Elias] Ah.
- They want to know
how the Wednesday night services are going.
- You wanted to be in charge of that.
They'd like more attendance.
- But nobody wants to come.
- Why don't we tell everyone we'll be giving a free dinner,
every Wednesday after the service, huh?
Often you have to give something to receive.
- Yes, that's a great idea.
I'll make my stew.
- Esther, perfecto.
(speaking in foreign language)
- I will do that, Father.
But are we not looking for a flock
with a desire to pray not just to eat?
- Get them in here and in front of you, Father.
Then it is your job to instill in them a desire to pray.
(gentle music)
Young priest, I'm hoping his mind ages well,
like a good wine.
Esther serves breakfast at 7:00.
You need to eat.
I'll need my church swept again tomorrow
and you can pay me back for breakfast, hm.
Are you able to talk at all?
Can you write your name?
(gentle music)
Ah.
Max.
Well, God be with you, Brother Max.
People choose to talk to me, to unburden themselves.
They tell me everything, the teeniest to the sublime.
When they genuinely want to keep their secrets,
they look away from me the way you do.
We didn't meet by chance.
There was a reason as there is a reason for everything.
(broom swishing)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
(Max puffing)
(gun clicking)
(Elias laughing)
I see you found Father Benedict's hiding place.
That was his rifle.
He would hunt feral pigs with it.
Father Thiago replaced them when he died several years ago.
Whenever he came home with a meal
we would share it with our families.
Please, put it back.
(Elias sighs)
I expect to see you at Mass this evening, hm.
(tense music)
(birds chirping)
I would like you to open your Gospels to page eight,
Matthew, the first chapter in the Gospel, verse 44.
"But I say to you, love your enemies,
"bless those who curse you.
"Do good to those who hate you.
"And pray for those who spitefully use you
"and persecute you."
We are forced with this challenge in our town,
every day, from these men who come down from the hills.
They kidnap people and blackmail their families
so they'll work in the jungles making drugs.
You ask yourself why should I do good to those who hate me?
Because that is what God asks us every day.
That we may show these people that life and love exists.
And in that action we may transform these people
to become God's children as well.
Eat, my son.
Ah, gracias, Esther.
- Hold still. - Wonderful, wonderful.
Wonderful, let me taste, huh.
Mm, Esther, the soup is exquisite.
(both speaking in foreign language)
(sighs) Someday, with God's grace,
she will learn to make something other than stew, hm.
Here, Father Thiago, welcome.
- I am suggesting, Father,
that he's probably a dangerous man.
He looks like a dangerous man.
Frightening in fact.
And it's not right he stays under our roof,
and eats at our dining room table.
And the scar on his neck?
It's frightening people.
- Frightening, whom?
Has anyone complained.
- Well, frankly, it's frightening me.
(birds chirping)
- Perhaps you're right.
(footsteps tapping)
Father Thiago is concerned
your appearance might intimidate our parishioners.
So, if you wear this robe while you are here.
You are not a priest,
and you must not let people think you are.
But you work for the church
and I say it is all right for you to wear this robe.
I hope you decide to stay.
Have a good night, Max.
(birds chirping)
(woman gasping)
- Excuse me, Father.
- Excuse me, hello, he is not a priest, don't talk to him.
Hi, my child, I am Father Thiago,
I will answer any questions you may have.
(both speaking in foreign language)
- [Thug] I told you she was gonna run!
- Ah, shut up, I know, I know, shut up!
Hey, priest, where's the girl?
- Hey, my friend asked you a question?
Where is she?
- Where's the girl?
(dramatic music)
- I've seen this before.
It's what the Sinaloa Cartel does to chivatos.
What were you, a snitch.
- (scoffs) That fuckin' explains everything.
You know what, I'm hungry and so is he.
Go get us something to eat, snitch.
Oh, I'm sorry, priest.
(woman whimpering)
- You will be safe here. - Gracious, padre.
- We will protect you my child.
(women speaking in foreign language)
Aye, please come.
- Gracious, padre.
- What are you doing?
Don't feed them, are you crazy!
We have to get rid of them, they can hurt us.
- This child is terrified.
They tried to kidnap her but she escaped.
- [Thiago] What are we going to do?
- I will talk to them.
(woman whimpering)
- [Thiago] He's encouraging them to stay?
(door creaking)
- Fuckin' took long enough.
- Whoo, mm, mm.
Do you bathe.
Or does God just smell like shit?
- Mm, I smell it.
That ain't shit.
- Oh yeah.
- It's piss.
You fuckin' stink, priest.
(thug laughing)
So does this fuckin' food.
(dramatic music)
You fuckin' with me, priest.
Fuckin' stand here and judge me.
I'll gut you like a fuckin' pig, neck to nuts. (spits)
Clean all this shit up.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
- That was rather anticlimactic, wasn't it?
(birds chirping)
- Good morning.
Today, we will not read from the book.
But I would like to speak about a member of our church.
He is someone I trust and I would like him
to come forward so that I may share his wisdom.
Max, (laughs) Max.
Through the use of nonviolence
you saved the life of this young woman.
We all live under the shadow of violence.
But you faced two of the Silver Cartel's men
and you weren't hurt and you didn't fight back.
And that is a lesson for our class.
How important nonviolent resistance is.
It is.
(engines puttering)
- Is this really appropriate?
I don't think it is. (doors thudding)
He can barely speak.
(footsteps thudding) (thugs laughing)
- Ola. - Oh!
- I thought you said she wasn't here.
- We are about to have a lesson, may we offer you food?
- We tried that before, didn't we, snitch.
- There's no need for violence.
I am Father Elias, I am the priest of this parish.
I'm sure we can talk this out.
- Mm, you hide someone from us again,
we make an example out of you first.
- She stays.
She stays.
Today Father Elias has asked me
to talk to you about nonviolence.
These men have weapons.
'Cause they like to bully people
and they don't have confidence.
I have no weapons.
But I have confidence.
(thug laughing)
- [Hat] All right now, you take her, I'll take care of him.
- Don't touch her.
- Oh.
(dramatic music)
New man.
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(people screaming)
- [Hat] I'm gonna fuck you up, priest.
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(people screaming)
(body thudding)
(man grunting)
(people whimpering)
- I'm sorry, Father.
- I understand, my son.
- Can you teach me? - Teach me!
- I want to learn! - Teach me!
- And me! - I want to learn!
(ax thudding)
(birds chirping)
- [Elias] That was very interesting lesson in nonviolence.
- I apologize for losing my temper, Father.
- We are all teachers and students in life.
We all have something to learn
and we've all learned something we can pass on.
Maybe you could teach self-defense.
Goodness knows we need it.
- I'm better at attacking than defending, Father.
- When I brought you here, that first night,
you were so sick and near death, I gave you last rites.
I didn't know your religion
or even if you believed in a God at all.
Maybe something in you did die that night
and something was reborn.
If you could teach others to protect themselves,
is it not worthy?
I see so much pain.
I know it is God's will.
But, I also know God wants us to help ourselves.
(ax thudding)
(dramatic music)
- Just shut up.
What the fuck are you lookin' at?
- Count to fives, yeah.
Check that one too.
- Shut up!
- So, (groans).
- There were six of 'em boss.
The priests are very well trained.
- There are only two priests in that parish.
We know where every man is within 60 miles.
- They surprised us.
- You think I'm a fuckin' idiot?
- Boss.
- I'm a professional soldier, yeah?
I select and I train indigenous forces to kill their own.
This means I have a rare insight to reading human condition.
You understand?
- Ah, no.
- It means I know when someone's pissin' on my leg
and telling me it's raining.
- No, fuck this.
There was only one guy, boss, and he was not a priest.
- Yeah, well that was fuckin', no.
What. (laughs)
- That, oh no, this is the guy.
That's the guy that was in the church.
- Well, no, this guy right here,
he would have killed the both of you two,
real fuckin' quick. (laughs)
Mercy must have left a bad taste in his mouth.
- That's the guy that I went toe to toe with, I swear.
- Oh, wow.
All right, guy, will if a murderer was going
to look for redemption,
I guess a church might be the right place to go to, yeah.
- Yeah, but we-- - Max?
- He's dead, boss, we left him for dead.
- Yeah, we left, but we didn't see him, right?
And now, we do have a problem.
Mm-hmm, all right.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Magpie, put your gun on the table, please.
You'll be all right, go on, right there.
(dramatic music)
Yeah.
If you can get that gun before I can get to mine
and shoot me, well, you'll have your respect back.
And these boys, they'll let you live, right guys.
Go on.
- (scoffs) Boss.
- It's your own choice, mate. (sniffing)
(dramatic music)
(gun firing)
You sloppy, fuckin' lying cunt!
See that?
No exit strategy.
Right, right?
Yeah, but none other, not Max.
What is going on?
What is he up to?
Why is he in my parish?
Anyone, please help?
All right.
We have work to do.
Here.
Shoulder to that, yeah.
- Yes, boss.
- Go ahead, fuck off.
(people grunting) (dramatic music)
(people grunting)
- So, have you done that a lot?
You know, the whole?
- Father Thiago, whoever Max was before, he is no longer.
- Yes, of course, I mean no disrespect.
What I mean to say is,
I may be better with books than I am with people.
When I saw you,
I didn't see you the way Father Elias saw you, as a person.
I made a judgment and I was wrong.
I want to apologize.
- Max.
(tense music)
As I live and breathe, you live and breathe too.
- I've never seen these people.
Good afternoon, welcome to my parish.
I am Father Elias, this is Father Thiago and this--
- And this is one of my best men.
Oh, he's a killer, yeah.
Best shot I ever had.
Could kill a man from half a mile away.
Has he told you how he murdered men, women and children.
Only half of them deserved it.
Well, I'll tell ya, out of all the places
I thought you might leave me for, I gotta be honest, mate.
I didn't picture this.
No, no, (laughs) no, no, no.
Tropical fuckin' oil, maybe some women, yeah sure.
Dying in the gaming pits in Congo, yeah, sure.
Come on, mate, you're not foolin'
with this bullshit, are ya?
And I knew you weren't fuckin' dead, I knew it.
Yeah, getting soft, sure, maybe.
But a priest?
- I'm not a priest.
- There's some things we can't wash clean now, can we?
- You attacked two of my men.
You know the punishment for someone hurting one of my men?
Of course you do, you're the one that used to carry it out.
Look, Max hurt two of my men,
which means I have to hurt two of yours.
I'll give you a couple of minutes to make a decision.
- As a regional representative of the church,
I have to inform you, that your threats are a violation
to the National Civics Charter--
- As the regional representative of the Silver Cartel,
I'd like to formally apologize, Father.
I didn't intend on our first meeting ending
with me killing you.
- You're fight is not here, LeClerc.
- Why are you fuckin' here?
There's always a reason, mate.
I know you, there's always a fuckin' reason.
- I'm just doing what I have to do to forget my past.
- Now wait a minute, mate.
You're not here to see me, are ya?
- LeClerc, brother.
- Say the word, I'll make him my next notch.
- No, no, it's all good.
All right, tell you what.
I'll let all of this slide
if Max joins me for dinner tonight, yeah?
What do you say, mate?
Good food, good drinks, we can sit down,
have a nice civil conversation
and maybe try to figure this whole thing out, right, Max?
Tonight at 8:00.
Father, Father. (sighs)
Whoever the fuck you are, mate.
(dramatic music)
(snaps popping)
- What are you doing?
- I shouldn't have stayed.
- If you hadn't helped that child they wanted,
she would be dead.
Max, you have given the people hope here.
Do you realize that?
Please, stay.
We need you.
- If I stay, Father, all of you are in danger.
- So what can we do?
You're a new man, maybe you can talk to him
and not fight him.
- Good, good, good.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, gringo! (laughs)
(speaking in foreign language)
(men laughing)
- When they told me, I didn't believe it.
Reverend Max, a fuckin' false prophet.
Stop.
You know the drill.
You know, I've seen you cave a man's head
in with a shovel, Max.
God has a special place for sinners like us.
It ain't wearin' a backward front collar. (laughs)
(dramatic music)
(door thudding)
- There's five Gs, count that.
There's another five Gs, roll it up.
- [Hammaford] The Right Reverend Max to see you, sir.
- Always punctual, right, Max.
Come on, have a seat, Max.
Isabel, bring me that bottle, will ya, love.
Mm, right.
Thank you, sweetheart, very nice.
Well, crab meat's all fresh.
Listen, I'm really showin' what you wanted to eat, sir,
it's all your choice, mate.
- I'm not hungry.
- Now listen to that.
That's a little fuckin' rude, don't you think?
I did invite you for dinner, didn't I?
And all this, guy.
What am I meant to do?
Eat it all myself?
Make me look like a fuckin' idiot, yeah, all right.
(LeClerc sighs)
Do you by chance remember that one night, mate?
We barbecued that javelina in Juarez?
Best fuckin' meal I've ever had.
Til this fuckin' day, the best meal I've ever had. (laughs)
Oh, it's a good drop.
Yeah.
- What do you want from me?
- Come on, mate.
We're gettin' old, Max.
You know how it goes, mate.
Tick fuckin' tock, boom.
No more chasin' those high-value targets.
It's a young man's game that is.
Here, I mean look at us, mate.
We get to kill with impunity.
Only one fuckin' spot and the money's fuckin' good.
Really fuckin' good.
Come back and join the team, mate.
- I'm sorry I hurt your men.
I'd like to apologize about that.
- Just fuckin' go on, will ya.
I don't give a fuck about him.
Not a problem.
But the big boss, yeah, he's askin' questions, all right.
I mean, come on, Max.
You can't just go beat the shit out of two cartel men, mate.
What do you think, there's no show of rules, mate.
Respect is everything, you know that better than anyone.
Make me look fuckin' weak,
you make the cartel look weak and so on.
Fuckin' so on.
You either join the team,
or you leave fuckin' town, it's that simple.
- This is not who I am anymore.
I want to live a simple life.
And the people at the church, they're not your enemies.
They don't want to fight you guys.
I'll leave tonight and you'll never have to see me again.
- Fuck!
What, is, fuckin', oh mate,
I don't, I don't, for the church.
You're all for the fuckin' church.
- Can you promise me you won't hurt them while I'm gone?
- Yeah, all right, fuckin' go, you're done.
Get out of here.
(dramatic music)
- I'm beggin' you, please.
- Yeah, yeah, mate, no problems.
- I can't believe what I just saw.
The great Max, turn into a sheep.
- [Hammaford] No, I always knew he was a coward.
- [Notch] Let me fight him, I'm better than he is.
- That's not the Max I knew.
We don't know where he's going, who he's talking to.
- Yeah, well first of all I fuckin' know
and second of all, who said you could fuckin' sit here!
You think this fuckin' thing's for you?
No, get out!
Get everyone, get to fuckin' work.
We'll take care of Maxie.
(dramatic music)
- You can keep the sandals, Max.
- You can give them to the next person who needs them.
- I don't think you should go.
We need you.
- I made a deal with LeClerc and his men.
They won't hurt you if I go.
- Absolutely not, I won't let you leave this way.
- This is what I am, Father.
(men shouting)
- [Thiago] Who's that?
(men shouting)
- [Max] The son of a bitch, stay here.
(dramatic music)
(door clicking)
- There he is. - Hey, Max.
- Don't move or I'll kill her.
You know I will, don't you, Max.
- LeClerc, you promised.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I did, Max.
But see, I got thinkin', you know,
started rolling it over and over in my head.
And I realized something, mate.
I realized I don't need the priests,
I don't need the church and I don't fuckin' need you.
(blow thudding) (men yelling)
(blow thudding)
- Hit him, Wilson, hit him!
- Kill him! - Get him up!
- Give into him.
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(men laughing) (blows thudding)
Let's fuckin' string this cunt right up, come on.
(men chattering)
- Dirty bastard. - Oh, come on.
(man groaning)
- [LeClerc] Hey Max.
- You betrayed me twice, brother.
- Yeah, well, the Lord protect me from my friends.
My enemies I can handle, yeah.
(eerie music)
(laughing) Put him up.
Come on, put him up!
(Max groaning)
And he's up, you want to put the first one in him.
- Oh, it would be my pleasure. - Got one.
(men laughing)
Hold him tight!
(hammer thudding) (Max screaming)
Give me your nail, Dix.
Give me one, give me the next one.
(hammer thudding) (Max screaming)
(men laughing)
Yeah, good job, boys.
All right, let's move.
Hang in there, Max.
I'm sorry, Max, I really am, mate.
At the end of the day, it is just business, yeah.
I'll see you around, brother.
(Max groaning)
(engine puttering)
- [Wilson] Goddam, you drive like a fuckin' grandma.
- [LeClerc] Park it up at the head of the church there.
- [Notch] Move it on, boys, we don't have all night.
We've got work to do.
(men grunting)
(dramatic music)
(Max screaming) (flesh tearing)
(body thudding)
- Go! (guns firing)
- The fire of the Lord is smokin',
his mystery's been unveiled.
- Hammaford, send in the 40 millimeter late.
(Max groaning)
(explosion booming)
(man laughing)
- Man, I've been waitin' to do that.
- Let's move! - Go baby!
(men shouting)
(quiet triumphant music)
(Max groaning)
- Father Elias!
- Thank God, you're alive.
Can you stand?
Max, come, come.
(birds chirping)
I wasn't sure you'd wake up.
- The church, I'm sorry, Father.
- I have some more broth.
They killed Esther and the two groundskeepers.
- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
- Father Thiago and I escaped to here.
He went to bring you clean clothes.
I have faith we can rebuild the church.
Continue what we started.
- [Max] His men will kill you, Father.
You can't go back.
- Then I will die doing God's work.
(gentle music) (birds chirping)
Father Thiago says raids are happening every day
in the village now.
They are rounding up people to kidnap
to work in the jungle factories or just kill.
It is a reign of terror.
- 'Cause the church was inspiring people to fight back.
- The people in the village are victims.
They're terrified.
- I will go back now.
It's best I move at night.
- God be with you, Father Thiago.
- Would've been better if I'd just died, Father.
- No, Max, listen.
When God saw you try to live peacefully,
he smiled on it for a time.
Then he visited fire and brimstone down on us.
Maybe that's the message, huh?
You are a weapon, Max, forged in fire.
You might be the only thing that can stop what's happening.
Maybe you should do God's work the best way you know how.
(quiet tense music)
(Max hissing)
(Max groaning)
(quiet tense music) (Max grunting)
(Max yelling)
(gun clicking)
(Max sighing)
(bones creaking)
Are you sure you are fit to run?
- Have to get fit to fight, Father.
- I wish there was a better way.
(birds chirping)
(tense music)
- [Notch] Look it here.
- Location, location, location.
- No shit! - Welcome, my friends.
- What the fuck are you doin' here?
This where you keep the little boys, Father?
(man laughs)
- This is my spiritual retreat.
I come here to meditate, to find solace.
- This place is a fuckin' shit hole.
- God does not see it that way.
I am preparing some soup, delicious.
- Oh, we just ate. - I ate too.
- Don't want soup?
- Don't fuckin' move.
- Bread, huh?
Everybody likes bread.
(guns firing)
(birds squawking)
- Told you not to move.
Oh shit.
He was just going for his bread.
Looks like we're both going to hell, brother.
Fuckin' eh.
- (sniffs) Never did like priests.
(dramatic music)
- No, no, no!
(Max gasping)
Father.
(footsteps tapping)
(Max sobbing)
(tense music) (birds chirping)
- [Elias] You are a weapon, Max, forged in fire.
You might be the only thing that can stop what's happening.
Maybe you should do God's work
the best way you know how.
(engine puttering)
(men laughing)
(people speaking in foreign language)
(gun clicking)
(men speaking in foreign language)
(gun firing) (body thudding)
(men speaking in foreign language)
(gun firing) (men groaning)
(gun clicking)
(speaking in foreign language)
(glass crashing)
(gun clicking)
(guns firing) (men groaning)
(body thudding)
(blows thudding) (men groaning)
(men moaning)
(dramatic music)
(Max sighs)
(woman whimpering)
(birds chirping)
(men grunting) (blows thudding)
(guns firing)
(blows thudding) (men groaning)
(gun firing)
(blows thudding) (men groaning)
(blood splashing)
- Wait a minute, just slow down, will ya.
Eight men?
Nine, nine men?
- They were shot with high velocity big game rounds.
Shots came from outside and inside.
Others were killed with blades, a machete maybe.
Accurate strikes.
It was a professional.
A very, very skilled professional.
- Find him!
(phone thuds)
Must be Max, it doesn't make any fuckin' sense.
- You had the chance to kill him up close.
But you chose to do it at a distance
because you couldn't face him.
This mistake's on you, LeClerc.
- Come on mate, you were there.
You saw his body in the chapel, right,
I mean you were there.
We blew the fuckin' church up!
- With a guy like Max,
you actually have to cut his fuckin' head off!
You're losin' your touch, LeClerc.
- Yeah, well, maybe you're right about cutting his head off.
Mm-hmm, yeah, but.
If you ever fuckin' tell me how to run my business again,
and I'm gonna fuckin' eviscerate you.
So help me fuckin' God.
What I say when I say you get rich you're done,
ya fuckin' die.
Do you understand.
- Yeah. (groaning)
(man gasping)
(dramatic music) (engine puttering)
(man singing in foreign language)
(men speaking in foreign language)
- Don't move.
(dramatic music)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(gun clicks)
- This is not your fight.
No need to die.
If you pick up that pistol, I will kill you.
(gun firing) (men groaning)
(dramatic music)
(engines puttering)
(man vocalizing)
(LeClerc sighs)
- Forget it, he's long gone.
He's not here, he's close but he's not here.
Come on Tex, talk to me.
Did he say anything?
- They came 'cause of the gunshots.
He was long gone by the time they got here.
He shot these two
and he kicked the shit out of these others.
- You didn't say anything, right.
- No.
- You know, why would ya.
Come with me.
- Oh.
(pin clicks)
Piss!
(explosion booming) (men groaning)
- [Hammaford] Magpie!
(dramatic music)
- Keep it together.
(gun clicking)
(gun firing)
Where is he?
(gun firing) (men groaning)
Notch, cover fire!
Everybody else, take positions.
(tense music)
(gun firing)
(guns clicking)
(guns firing)
- Where the fuck is he?
He killed Magpie, the motherfucker killed her.
- Yeah, I know, I tell ya what.
Anyone who kills this piece of shit gets
an extra 100 grand bonus tonight.
Right, we know he's here, we know he's alone.
Let's fuckin' find him.
I have a feeling he might even come looking for us.
- [Hammaford] Where to now, boss.
- Back to the saloon, let's move, now!
(speaking in foreign language)
(engine puttering)
(dramatic music)
I want 10 men out here at all times, okay.
No one gets in there unless I say so.
You got it?
(speaking in foreign language) Good!
(dramatic music)
(speaking in foreign language)
- Ted, over there.
- Had to be fuckin' Mexico, that's right,
couldn't have been one of you fuckin' blokes here.
Could have killed one of you in a fuckin' heartbeat.
- 15 years on a SEAL team, boss, we don't die so easy.
- Oh yeah, really.
- He's been lucky, boss.
But not today, today is his day.
- Today is his fuckin' day.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah.
That 100 grand's mine.
- Fuck your grudge and fuck your 100 grand.
He killed Magpie.
(gun clicks)
He's mine.
- Oh, not unless I get him first.
And this time, I will chop his fuckin' head off
so he doesn't come back yet again.
And I'll put it outside on a fuckin' post.
- Good. - Yeah, well if
he is stupid enough to come back, we will kill him.
- All right, Wilson, inside front door.
Hammaford, inside here.
Notch, Rodriguez, you're with me.
Oh, you fuckin' never die, do ya.
All right, Willie Nelson with a gun.
Let's go, come on.
(dramatic music)
(brakes squeaking)
(man speaking in foreign language)
- I'd like to surrender.
(man speaking in foreign language)
- You're gonna make me a rich man, son of a bitch.
(phone ringing)
(man sighs)
- Yeah, go on.
- [Notch] Hey boss, they found him.
They're pullin' up in jeep outside.
- Well, wait a minute, who's got him?
One of ours?
- [Notch] Yeah, it's Jose, the fat one.
- Dead or alive? - He's alive.
- Oh you fuckin' idiots.
Stop the car and kill him, right fuckin' now, immediately!
They're all fuckin' dead.
(engine puttering)
- From here on, I go in on my own.
- (huffs) Shut up.
(dramatic music) (blows thudding)
(men shouting)
(gun firing)
(blows thudding) (men screaming)
(bones creaking)
(guns firing)
(man shouting in foreign language)
(guns firing)
(men groaning)
(bodies thudding)
(dramatic music)
- Oh fuck me!
(explosion booming)
(debris clattering)
(body thudding)
(bright music)
(man coughing)
(dramatic music)
(Wilson groaning)
Come on, Max.
(guns firing)
(gun clicking)
(birds chirping)
(dramatic music)
(guns clattering)
(tense music)
(knife whooshing)
(men grunting) (blows thudding)
- You think you're better than us but you're not!
(knife ringing) (men grunting)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(blood splashing) (men grunting)
(blow thudding) (body thudding)
(dramatic music)
(men grunting)
(blood splashing)
(tense music) - Shit!
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(Max spitting)
(men grunting) - You killed Magpie!
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(blows thudding) (flesh squelching)
(LeClerc sniffing)
(LeClerc spitting)
- Oh, there he is.
Always punctual, yeah.
It was never about the money for you, was it Max?
No, no, no, no, was for the others but not for you.
You just do it because you like it, right?
Well.
(guns firing) (men shouting)
(men grunting)
(tense music)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
(flesh squelching) (blood splashing)
(Notch groaning)
(body thudding)
(Notch gasping)
(footsteps tapping)
(tense music)
(LeClerc sighing)
(woman vocalizing)
(LeClerc sighing)
(dramatic music)
(men grunting) (knives whooshing)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
- Come on, get up!
It was always coming to this, wasn't it.
(knives clanging) (men grunting)
(dramatic music)
(blow thudding) (men grunting)
(somber music)
(LeClerc yelling)
(knives clanging) (men grunting)
(knife whooshing) (flesh squelching)
- This is for Elias, motherfucker.
(flesh squelching)
(dramatic music)
(woman vocalizing)
(knife clattering)
(somber music)
(somber fluting music)
- You are leaving, aren't you?
What will you do now?
- Some good I hope.
- Father Elias might have said something like,
whatever you do, God will be with you.
- What would you say, Father?
- Me, I'd probably say something like,
stop fighting and killing so much and just live a little.
- Goodbye, Father.
(gentle music)
(gentle fluting music)
(dramatic music)
(man vocalizing)
(dramatic music)
(woman vocalizing)