Hell Raiders (1988)

[bunniefuu]

(suspenseful music)

- [Narrator] August 17th, 1945.

Indonesia declares

its independence.

From a scattered, unallied

group of over 300 islands,

a single nation is born.

For hundreds of years,

the Indonesian islands

had been occupied by the Dutch,

who exploited both their

resources and their people.

Indonesian men and women

fought side by side

under a single leader

until they finally

gained their independence.

This film tells the

story of a village

caught up in the

struggle, and the heroes

who rallied around the

Indonesian battle cry,

merdeka, a single word

that means freedom.

Merdeka!

- [Crowd] Merdeka!

(gong crashes)

(airplane engines buzzing)

(expl*si*n booming)

(people shouting)

(dramatic music)

(people chattering)

(airplane engine buzzing)

(expl*si*n booming)

(people shouting)

- Move it, move it, move it.

- Move it, take through.

Hurry up there, come

on, let's go, get going.

- This way.

(suspenseful music)

(people chattering)

(airplane engine buzzing)

(expl*si*n booms)

(screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(fire crackling)

(expl*si*n booms)

(crying)

- Mama, get up, Mama.

Get up.

Get up, Mama.

(people chattering)

- Don't panic, please.

The Dutch are attacking.

We must evacuate.

Take your belongings

and head south.

Don't panic, please,

do not panic.

- Captain, we need you.

- Yes.

Prepare for battle.

I'll come soon.

- Yes si.r

- Let's go.

(suspenseful music)

(banging)

- Come on, grab 'em.

- What should we do?

- Go and fight.

You'll be happy if you

win, heroes if you lose.

- We would like to have your

blessing, for our safety.

- Merdeka!

- [Crowd] Merdeka!

- Papa.

I must go to fight.

- All right.

- Later.

- Bye.

- I'm gonna too.

- You don't have to go.

You stay right here.

- Merdeka!

- Get the chest--

- You must leave it behind.

- No, I can't leave it behind.

All of our

possessions are in it.

(whimpering)

- Go with your parents.

(gentle music)

You must evacuate.

Amir.

- Captain.

- Get the men together

and be ready to move out.

Do it now.

- Captain.

- Oh god.

(crying)

- I'll see you in Kadanjati.

Please be very

careful of yourself.

I couldn't stand it if

anything happened to you.

(crying)

- I'm not afraid.

- I am not afraid.

- I'm not afraid.

- You're full of sh*t.

(panting)

- Merdeka.

- Merdeka.

Be quiet.

What has happened?

- They're coming.

(g*n clicks)

(engines rumbling)

(g*n clicking)

- Fire!

- Fire.

(expl*si*n booming)

- Blackened shrapnel.

Now the sh*t's really

gonna hit the fan.

(suspenseful music)

- Come on.

Let's go.

(g*nshots banging)

Come on.

Let's go.

(shouting)

- Come on, come on!

Let's go, let's get them

outta here, come on!

(suspenseful music)

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

- Woo!

(grunting)

- Merdeka!

Merdeka!

Merdeka!

(shouts)

(shouting)

- sh*t, let's move!

(man grunts)

- Let's get him!

(shouting)

- I surrender.

(grunts)

(shouting)

- Merdeka!

- [Man] Retreat!

- What the hell?

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

- Come on!

- Wait, just 15 minutes

and we'll have those dogs.

Whoa woo!

- Come on.

In five minutes the b*mber

planes will be here.

So shut up and move it, now!

- Woo woo!

(suspenseful music)

(shouting and chattering)

- Retreat, hurry.

Let's move!

- Hurry up, come on.

(engine rumbling)

(solemn music)

- [Child] Mama!

(people chattering)

Mama!

(crying)

Mama?

(crying)

- Where's Captain Bondan?

- You know, I told

them not to evacuate,

but they just

wouldn't listen to me.

- [Suchi] Papa, hi.

- You decided to come back.

You look fat in your divorce.

- [Suchi] Papa, come on.

(laughing)

(airplane engine buzzing)

(people shouting)

(suspenseful music)

(g*nshots banging)

(expl*si*n booms)

(g*nshots banging)

(expl*si*n booming)

(people chattering)

(moaning)

- Oh Papa!

(talking drowned out

by crowd chattering)

- Oh my daughter!

(crying)

(solemn music)

- Pick up the captain!

- Anun.

Anun.

I hate them.

Back to town.

We're going back and fight!

- Captain, you must

think about the enemy.

- No.

No!

I'm going to k*ll them all!

- It won't bring your wife back.

(dramatic music)

- It wasn't so rough, was it?

(laughing)

- Sir, it's as simple

as taking a virgin.

- Yes, they have spirit,

but what they don't have

is experience.

- Yeah, but the Japanese

have made 'em great.

- No, patriotism has

done that for them.

They're fighting the hard

fight for their freedom.

I know this, but they have

nothing to support them

except their courage.

We have nothing to fear.

I must say, I admire their guts,

but the strongest army will win.

- Yeah, and it'll be the Dutch.

(engine rumbling)

- I've looked at the

factory and it's suitable

for our headquarters.

- All right then, we'll

go there right away.

Let's go now, move.

- Over there.

(baby crying)

(goats bleating)

(people chattering)

(woman crying)

- [Woman] Hush now.

It's the will of God.

Shh.

- [Woman] This is

our rice though.

We can't possibly sow any more.

- It's for the kids and you

that I'm giving this rice.

With this to help them, freedom

fighters will be strong.

(woman crying)

- Captain.

My home and my equipment

are yours to use.

Please, be my guest.

In the back, you can

set up a kitchen.

- Yeah.

Thanks a lot.

I'll do that.

(birds chirping)

- Breek.

- Yeah.

- Come on, I smell the police.

- But I can't get

the cabinet unlocked.

- [Man] Screw it.

- Come on, you guys, let's go!

Which way?

- Behind the back.

(grunts)

(gasps)

The soldiers!

(panting)

- [Breek] Oh sh*t, what now?

- Shh.

Hold this.

Dear God, I promise

to be a good boy

if you'll just save me

from these g*dd*mn farmers.

(spitting)

Here, okay.

(crunches)

(grunts)

Shh.

- [Man] Ah, don't pull it out!

- All right, I'm sh**ting

if you don't come out!

- You a*s!

(g*nshots banging)

All right, okay!

You win!

(grunts)

Come on.

- Go on, against the wall.

Stop moving, okay.

- Hey.

- Revolutionaries, huh?

Where are your headquarters?

- I'm a humble robber.

- [Soldier] Liar!

Jakob, check 'em out.

- [Jakob] Right.

- Now you talk, or

I'll make you bleed!

- Mama was right.

I'm a fool.

I promise I'll never rob

again, don't make me bleed.

- [Jakob] Shut up!

(soldiers muttering)

- Run for it!

(panting)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

(grunting)

(g*nshots banging)

(g*n clicks)

(gagging)

(solemn music)

(groans)

- Jabar.

Please.

Don't go without me.

- Breek.

- [Breek] Please, carry me.

(grunting)

- [Jabar] Okay,

hold on tight now.

I've gotcha.

- You know the bombs

have destroyed my land.

My village has been burnt, our

leader captured by the Dutch.

You want me to stay

on as a guerrilla?

All right.

God knows I have

nothing left to lose.

- Yeah, yes, they are

always victorious,

over our dead bodies.

- I'm sorry this is

happening, but it gives us

the will to fight.

- Yeah.

And our time can't be wasted.

That's why we need a plan.

Our only hope is to

reoccupy the town.

That will give us a local

headquarters for the resistance.

Any other messages

from the colonel?

- Only one.

Your orders are to take

your battalion to the north.

The ammunition depot

has to be destroyed.

You must do everything

in your power

to drive them out of your town.

- Yes, now you

must show the world

that the republic

will never die.

(birds chirping)

- Who's that?

- One of ours?

- No way.

I know him.

Jabar.

That guy's a criminal.

- Hmm.

- Surround him.

Hands up, stop!

- What's going on here?

I came here to join you.

- That's what you say.

Why you got all

those g*ns, then?

- Wouldn't you

like to have them?

I brought them as

a present for you.

- Really?!

- Yeah!

Help me, these r*fles are heavy.

- [Soldier] Take the g*ns.

(men chattering)

- [Soldier] Look at this one.

(grunting)

- [Soldier] Look at

the action on this one.

(g*n clicks)

- Huh?

- All right, put your hands up.

You, move!

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

Do you wanna get blown away?

- [Soldier] No, no.

- Then I want you to put

those weapons on the ground.

- [Soldier] Yeah.

(grunts)

(gasps)

- All right.

Get your leader.

Tell him that I'm impatient.

Come on!

You know that I lost three

friends getting you these g*ns.

Huh?

Three friends!

But that's not the

worst part of it.

My best friend Jabreek is

lying over there bleeding.

Here's something to think about.

When that happened, I

didn't stand around and cry.

No, I k*lled the enemy

and stole their g*ns.

What do you say?

- Hmm?

- Huh?

Good work, huh?

- [Soldier] Oh yes,

real good work.

- [Jabar] So you see

what a hero I am.

- How can I help you?

- Commandant?

- Yes.

- The name is Jabar.

You can see I am only a

humble thief and robber.

I'd like to be able

to join your army.

I brought presents, plus

put away four Dutch.

- That's good.

But about your g*n.

I'd put it away.

You see, that's how you

can prove you're with us.

- Ooh, I am, it's

true, he'll tell you.

(groans)

(solemn music)

Jabreek?

Jabreek?

Jabreek.

Breek.

Jabreek.

Jabreek.

(crying)

Jabreek is gone.

Jabreek is gone!

- Should we take him?

- Yeah.

- Jabreek did not

deserve to die this way.

He wasn't a soldier.

And I am only a thief,

but I will tell you,

or him, or anyone else.

Commander, I will fight for you.

You must give me the

chance to pay them back!

(sighs)

- Okay.

We'll let you join with us.

But you better keep

yourself outta trouble.

Now you listen to me.

Before you came to us,

you were a lousy criminal.

But you answer to me now.

And if you get too

far out of line,

you'll be shot dead

and left to rot.

(gulps)

- Yes Commander.

- You can bury your friend now.

- Thank you.

- Kun.

(grunts)

Help him out.

And if you're hungry, Jabar,

the kitchen's in back.

- Thank you very much, sir.

Thank you.

(soldiers muttering)

- [Soldiers] Yeah,

he'll be okay.

Feel sorry for the friend.

(soldiers muttering)

(chicken clucking)

- Hello.

(grunts)

- Well, hey, look what

you've got for me.

- For you?

Only the best.

You know, he begged

me to bring him here.

(laughing)

Paimo, come here.

- Yes sir.

- Take this, will you?

And so.

- Yes.

(chuckles)

- Now, this is a good value.

Now look at that, it's too much.

Now look at that, that's class.

(chickens clucking)

(goats bleating)

- I'm starving.

- [Latifah] I'm Latifah.

The food isn't ready yet.

- Bondan said such

nice things about you.

And I'm kinda hungry, huh?

- We're too busy cooking.

You'll just have to wait.

(chuckles)

Nobody's gonna wanna help you

if you don't have manners.

Now just step back and wait.

(scoffs)

- Maybe I should

teach you a lesson.

I'm a hungry man, I wanna eat.

Hey, Jabar's the name,

and I take my orders

from the Commandant.

I'm a k*ller, and I dare

anyone to take me on.

Anyone.

- No, if you want food,

you're going to have to wait.

And I'm not putting

up with any more!

- God damn.

I'll show you.

(grunting)

- Try it.

Go on.

Get up and try it, fool.

(chuckles)

- There.

I'm a good boy now.

- All right.

Now let's settle this problem.

Come on.

Come on, you stupid

two-bit thief.

I'm sick of you mouthing off.

Come on!

(people chattering)

(grunting)

- This is a good

chance to make a bet.

I'll go with the lieutenant.

How about you?

- It's all right, I don't

wanna take the risk.

(people shouting)

- Come on, hit me.

Come on.

(people gasping)

Come on.

(grunts)

(people groaning)

(people chattering)

(g*n clicks)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

- [Man] Huh?

- Your lunch is ready.

(people chattering)

- Come on and eat.

- Eat?

- I'll finish you later.

- Here, drink this.

(gentle music)

- Thanks.

- Here it is.

If you'd just waited,

then this would

never have happened to you.

(laughs)

- I felt a lot better.

And I'm sorry about

what happened.

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

Thank you, here, take that.

Thank you, thank you very much.

- Food please.

- Here.

- Thanks.

- Hey.

(goat bleating)

- So.

I'm sure the Dutch

will take our bait

and attack us here in the south.

If they do attack, Sergeant

Gintin will stop them

near the hills.

Most importantly, we must get

all the information we can

about Dutch headquarters.

Top priority.

I need every man's commitment.

- Okay.

Sergeant, William, Copagani.

- Yes sir.

- [Lieutenant] All right.

Let's go.

- [Soldiers] Yes sir.

- Good luck, sir.

- Lieutenant.

- [Lieutenant] Yes sir.

- You're fighting

for your freedom.

- [Lieutenant] Merdeka.

(chattering and laughing)

- Gimme a drink.

- You want some more?

- Gimme a kiss.

(laughing)

- Here.

- Come on.

(breathing heavily)

- This way.

- Okay?

(murmurs)

(chattering and laughing)

(shouts)

(groaning)

(body thuds)

- Ludwig.

Ludwig!

(shouting)

(body thuds)

(gasping)

(g*nshots banging)

(g*nshots banging)

(grunting)

(gasping)

(engine rumbling)

(g*nshots banging)

(groans)

(engine rumbling)

- Stop!

Stop the damn car or I'll sh**t!

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(grunts)

(whistling)

Come on!

(engine rumbling)

- Merdeka!

(tense music)

(whistling like a bird)

(imitating bird cawing)

- [Soldier] Hurry up.

- [Soldier] How's it going?

- Fine.

Let's go.

Yeah, now.

Jono, everything's ready.

- Yeah.

(moans)

- [Lieutenant] All right.

This is it.

(engines rumbling)

(engines idling)

- Lieutenant, you'd

better check the bridge.

- Oh, yes Major.

Jack, Bob.

Go and check the bridge.

- Yes sir.

- Yes sir.

(tense music)

(grunts)

(gagging)

- How is it, Bob?

Okay?

- It all looks good!

- Forward, march!

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(grunts)

(g*nshots banging)

Attack!

(g*nshots banging)

(expl*si*n booming)

(crashing)

(g*nshots banging)

- Woo, woo!

(shouting)

(screams)

(shouts)

(g*nshots banging)

(laughing)

- [Suchi] What's wrong?

- I'm hit.

Hmm?

- Fight or I sh**t you.

- Okay.

(grunts)

- [Soldier] Lookout!

(expl*si*n booming)

(g*nshots banging)

(grunting)

(groans)

(mumbling)

- Please.

This belongs to my wife Anna.

- All right.

Help me.

b*stards.

(g*nshots banging)

(grunting)

- [Jabar] Latifah!

Get down!

(gentle music)

(g*ns clicking)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

- Let's get the hell outta here.

- Order everyone to retreat.

- Right, everyone retreat!

(shouting and chattering)

- Come on!

- Help!

Don't go!

Help!

Help me!

Don't leave me!

Connie.

Don't leave me, don't!

Help, don't leave me!

Oh!

- [Soldier] Put your hands up.

(g*nshots banging)

(groans)

(g*n clicking)

(gasps)

- Put your g*n down.

Bring her along.

(grunting)

- Major, we can ambush

them on the river road.

There's a cable car

by the rubber factory.

It'll be easy, I know it.

They can find a way.

- [Major] Lieutenant,

ambush those extremist pigs.

- [Lieutenant] Yes Major.

- Go on.

Move it.

- Come on.

Come on, you.

- Come on, come on.

(chattering)

Come on.

Hurry up.

Come on.

Let's go, let's go.

Not too many or it'll sink.

Come on.

Hurry up, go!

Go!

Come on, let's go.

(engines idling)

- [Soldier] Put your hands up.

- Please, don't

sh**t me, please.

- [Major] Bring

back the cable car.

- All right.

- [Man] What's going

on with this thing?

I hope it's not broken.

- [Woman] We're going back.

(engines idling)

- Come on, come on.

- Come on, come

on, everybody off.

(chattering)

All right, get in, get in now.

Come on, come on, let's go.

All right.

(grunts)

- Turn it on.

- Yes, all right.

(cable car creaking)

- [Soldier] Come on,

come on, let's go.

Come on.

(chattering)

(cable car creaking)

(water lapping)

- [Soldier] Hey, there they are.

(g*nshots banging)

- Hey, men!

(shouting)

(screams)

(g*nshots banging)

(groans)

- Lieutenant!

Help, we're under fire!

- sh*t, son of a b*tch.

- Help, bring back the car!

- Hurry up, bring it back.

(grunts)

(expl*si*n booming)

(splashing)

(solemn music)

(chattering)

- [Children] Merdeka!

- Come on.

- [Child] Merdeka!

- [Boy] Father.

- [Children] Merdeka!

- [Boy] Good to see you, Dad.

Merdeka.

You're okay, Dad.

- [Child] Merdeka!

- [Boy] Oh, Daddy.

- Suchi.

You had us so worried.

Next time, don't go to w*r.

- Yes, Suchi.

(chattering)

- Sir, where's my grandson?

- Inron is dead.

- He's dead?

Inron was k*lled by the Dutch?

- I'm very sorry,

but when he died,

he died a hero and not a coward.

(woman crying)

(chattering)

- [Man] Oh, there you are.

Papa's home.

Missed you.

- Mama, where's my daddy?

- He'll come back.

He'll come back.

(solemn music)

(chattering)

- Sergeant Gunting

left this for you.

- We thank you.

- Where's my papa?

(crying)

(gentle flute music)

- Coffee, sir?

- Latifah and Corporal Gani,

what will happen to them?

(sighs)

- They would've been

better off being k*lled.

The g*dd*mn Dutch

will t*rture them.

- [Jabar] I'd like

to help them escape.

It's hard.

- What do you mean?

- All my life I've

been a lousy thief

and I shoulda been in

jail by now, or hanged.

What do I do when

I'm faced with danger

and there's no money at stake?

I'll tell you.

I (laughs) will

usually run away.

But all that's changed now.

Because I'm not going to

have one more friend die

at the hands of

those Dutch pigs.

(sighs)

I've had enough of this w*r.

But I'll keep on fighting

as long as I have to.

So what is the

probability of being able

to get them out, alive?

- Poor.

But since you couldn't manage

it alone, I'll help you.

We have ears in the Dutch camp.

You must be patient

till we hear.

(fire crackling)

(gentle flute music)

(grunting)

- Enough!

(coughing)

(groaning)

Hmm.

Bring me that girl, Latifah.

- [Soldier] Yes sir.

- Hendrick, drag in

that girl right away.

- Move.

Come on!

- Don't you treat me like that!

I'm a prisoner of

w*r, not a thief.

- Go on.

(water splashing)

(tense music)

- Look.

(solemn music)

- Put that extremist

in the clinic.

It's sad.

I'd like to k*ll him.

Sit down, won't you?

Henrick.

- [Henrick] Yes sir.

(groans)

- You're treating him

worse than an animal.

What kind of a man does that?

- You know, a w*r can do

terrible things to men's minds.

Sometimes it makes us worse

than the very devil himself.

Your friend would not

answer a simple question

about your headquarters.

Now it's your turn.

I hope you will be more

willing to cooperate with us.

- You want me to tell

you the location?

- Yes.

- How about this,

if I tell you a lie,

and all your men are ambushed.

- Don't be silly.

I also have spies.

And if you have told me a lie,

I'll have you shot

dead in a minute.

(scoffs)

- b*stards don't

care what they do,

and I know you're

that, so listen.

You think I'll talk

if you hurt my body?

How little you know

about our cause.

(chuckles)

- Your cause won't matter when

you're screaming for mercy.

Now, Latifah.

There's no way to win.

I don't want to hurt you.

Give up and no pain will come.

- Go to hell.

- Lieutenant.

- Yes Major.

(grunts)

(grunts)

- Jakob. (grunts)

(machine rattling)

(grunts)

Don't lie to us.

Now if you tell

us where they are,

my wires won't

give you any pain.

Give up and tell us.

Or I'll have to shock

your pretty brains.

(spits)

b*tch!

You think I like

torturing women like that?

I've had about enough of you.

Do you think your friends care

what's going to happen to you?

No, they're sitting around at

camp, drinking and laughing.

They wrote you off

when you were captured.

(machine rattling)

Now, tell me the location

of your headquarters.

- I won't!

Go to hell!

No!

- Hmm.

(match clicks)

(machine rattling)

(electricity buzzing)

(gasping)

(panting)

(gasps)

(electricity buzzing)

- Lieutenant, that's

enough for now.

(panting)

- Here, you.

(moans)

(sighs)

- The Nazis did that to my

sister before my very eyes.

And like this girl,

she didn't say a word.

(sighs)

(goat bleating)

- No, I am sorry, no one is

allowed to leave this place.

The situation is dangerous,

that's the commander's orders.

- He's not my commander.

He told me to evacuate.

But I want to go back

of my own free will now.

- All right.

So tell me what happens to

us after you're captured.

What will you say

when they t*rture you?

It's a big risk.

- All I know is this.

I want to go home.

Like all of us.

- No people can go

back to the town yet.

I bet you'd talk if

they tortured you.

- I'm not a traitor.

(spits)

Who's gonna be a traitor?

This old merchant or

somebody with Dutch blood?

(gasps)

You will talk.

- [Suchi] William!

- Yeah, I have Dutch blood.

- Pa.

- But I have more republic

in my soul than you do.

(goat bleating)

- Oh.

- I'm a freedom

fighter, old man,

and you can't talk

to me like that.

You do it again, and

I'll blow you wide open.

(chickens clucking)

- [Suchi] Dad, I told

you not to go back.

- Your father's stubborn.

(sighs)

- Punk.

(sighs)

- I know the Dutch commander

who has imprisoned you,

and I can ask him to

reduce your punishment,

or even free you if

you'll cooperate.

Listen, you're not the only ones

who want Indonesia to be free.

It's not the right

time for it yet.

Someday we'll be free.

But for the time being, the

Dutch are just helping us

to get on our feet,

and when we're ready,

independence will

come naturally.

- A beautiful package, Bandi.

Loving tyrants and

willing sl*ves.

Do you think that I'm

really that simple?

Your people are dying,

and you love the power

of the Dutch, I see.

(chuckles)

- They're people too.

- Yeah, and the problem

is that these Dutch

really think they're better

people than me and you.

Be glad we're fighting for you.

- All right then.

But I wouldn't be

surprised if your dad

has a different point of view.

We'll see.

- My father doesn't

know anything!

If you want answers,

I'm the one to hurt!

(crying)

Bandi, leave my papa alone!

b*stard dog!

You're a traitor!

A pig and a traitor!

(crying)

(children singing

in foreign language)

(engines rumbling)

- [Child] What's going on?

- [Child] I don't know,

who are those men?

- [Child] They

look like soldiers.

- Quiet, quiet.

Calm down now.

What do you want?

(chuckles)

- We caught your daughter.

She's joined with

the extremists.

- She's old enough to

decide for herself.

What has this to do with me?

- Hmm.

Let's just say that

we need your help.

(children chattering)

- Shh.

- Oh my god.

(solemn music)

(engine revving)

(gasping)

- Don't cry.

(boy crying)

- Now Amin.

Crying won't help it.

God will take care of

your papa and Latifah.

- Amin, I want you

to go to Kindong Jadi

and give this to Captain Bondan,

and be sure to keep

yourself well hidden.

- How will I get there?

- I think your

bike's the best way.

- All right.

- Don't worry, I'll

take good care of her.

- That's good.

Ma, I'm gonna try.

- Now we're gonna talk.

You decrepit old bag of air.

Old b*stard, what's

the matter with you?

Pretending you didn't

know about the guerrillas.

But I want you to cut

this ignorant crap

and tell me where your

headquarters is located now.

- I can't tell you

anything about that.

I'm a teacher.

You know I can't

be held responsible

for my daughter's actions.

- Liar, liar, a damn liar,

I'm tired of your sh*t!

And I've got a little

surprise for you.

Because I know what

you've been up to.

(grunts)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, Dad.

- Here you go.

We brought you your papa.

He came all this way to see you.

Wake up, pig!

(grunts)

(shouting)

Lieutenant.

Get to work.

(grunts)

(clicking pliers)

(shouting)

- You beast, you cad!

- Quiet down.

Don't worry.

Your father's not going to die.

We'll pull the nails

out one by one.

Talk to us, or he'll suffer.

- Me instead.

Don't hurt Papa!

He's innocent, please!

(panting)

He doesn't know anything.

Do it to me!

Do it to me.

(Latifah crying)

(grunts)

Don't hurt him.

Just let him be and I'll talk.

- You'll what?

- Oh, let him go.

- Dear god, did I bring

you up to be a traitor?

No.

No, my child.

- Come on, talk to us now.

Talk, and then

we'll free you both.

- Don't say anything.

My life is unimportant!

(shouts)

Latifah.

You're not my daughter if

you betray our country.

Help me with silence.

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(shouting)

- Oh my god.

Pa.

(Latifah crying)

(clatters)

(tense music)

Papa.

(crying)

(grunts)

- The munitions depot is

only guarded on two sides.

(goat bleating)

Don't worry, Amin.

I'll free your

father and Latifah.

- I hope so.

Uncle Marsa said that

there are Dutch soldiers

and spies all over the place.

Do you believe it?

- Yes.

But for them to bring

their army in here

would be very difficult.

Our guards would see them.

- [Suchi] m*rder*r!

m*rder!

How could you k*ll

him in cold blood?!

- Inside.

(chickens clucking)

- Just because you're a patriot

you think you can

k*ll anyone you hate.

m*rder, m*rder!

I hate you, stinking m*rder*r!

(Suchi crying)

- What happened?

Tell me!

- He shot Father!

k*lled him in cold blood.

He k*lled my father!

- William?

(Suchi crying)

- I didn't mean

to k*ll him, sir.

It was an accident.

Mr. Jufri was stubborn.

He insisted on

leaving the village,

even though Lieutenant Haryono

had forbidden him to go.

(cart rattling)

- Halt!

Get down.

Come on, hurry up.

- Down.

- Nico, go check the wagon.

(grunts)

Where you going?

- We're going home, sir.

We evacuated when

the Dutch came.

(shouting)

- Mine!

- Uh-huh, I'll bet.

I know.

You left with the militia.

- No, listen to me.

Jya, the baby, and I,

we're on your side.

- Hmm.

You're lying, old man.

Do you think I'm that stupid?

Don't you pull that sh*t on me.

- No.

Really.

I wouldn't lie about it.

- Son of a b*tch!

- [Mrs. Jufri] Oh my god.

- Nico, burn that wagon.

Now.

- [Nico] Yes sir.

- No.

It's true, listen to my husband.

- Wait!

(panting)

I'll tell the truth, if

you'll please spare us.

- We can work something out.

Now answer me, how many

people in that village?

- [Mr. Jufri] About 100.

- Where's headquarters?

Don't get quiet now, or

I'll sh**t you in the ba*ls.

All right now, tell me about it.

- Yes, yes.

It's in--

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(Mrs. Jufri crying)

- My god.

(cow mooing)

(sighs)

- I'm sorry he's dead.

(goat bleating)

(chickens clucking)

- Please forgive me, Suchi.

- Suchi, we had to sh**t them.

- Murderers!

(gasping)

- Suchi!

Here.

Give it to me.

- Murderers!

(engines rumbling)

(insects chirping)

- Hmm.

- Sit down, Miss.

- Sit down.

What is it, Bandi?

- I've gone and checked

the spot out, Major.

Her father was k*lled by a group

of extremist

revolutionaries, and, well,

she's here to talk.

- Yes.

But how can we trust you?

You've been working

with them, haven't you?

Have some wine.

- Mm-mm.

- Lieutenant.

- Yes sir.

- Bring in Miss Latifah.

(lock clicks)

(gasps)

(clapping)

- Come on.

Come on, get up.

Hurry up, the major

wants to see you.

You, get her up.

Get up.

Come on.

(grunts)

(solemn music)

- Latifah.

- Now this young lady Suchi

has a much better attitude.

She has made it easy on herself

and told us the few simple

things we needed to know.

Tonight my best men will

move in around the town,

and then at sunrise, destroy it.

- Be damned, then!

You're a traitor!

- [Suchi] No, listen.

- Take your hands off.

I don't wanna me

touched by a traitor.

- Latifah, you don't understand.

I didn't know.

I was angry, 'cause

they shot my dad.

William didn't let him get out.

They thought he was a traitor.

And wouldn't you want to

pay the butchers back?

(crying)

- How like you to

play the stupid fool.

What happens now is every

mama and papa in the village

will be k*lled because of you.

You b*tch!

Traitor!

- How could I know?

All I saw was Papa shot

dead by our own g*ns!

- [Latifah] You've k*lled

100 innocent people!

- Latifah, you know I asked

Papa to join the forces.

And it's my fault

that now he's dead.

I blamed all the others.

- Suchi, do you only

think of yourself?

But one day ago, my papa

died in front of my eyes

for our secret!

(both crying)

(grunting)

- [Bandi] Suchi.

Don't.

(g*nsh*t bangs).

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(gasping)

- Merdeka.

(dramatic music)

(solemn music)

- Clean up.

Take her away.

- [Soldier] Yes Major.

- My feeling is she gave

us the right information.

- Yeah, but what if

Suchi was just a decoy?

- We attack tomorrow.

- Hmm.

(birds chirping and squawking)

(exhales)

- Come on.

- God.

The Dutch!

Dutch soldiers

have surrounded us!

Help!

The Dutch!

The Dutch are attacking!

The Dutch!

The Dutch!

(grunting)

(chattering)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

- Take the men to the village.

Turn around, hurry.

(solemn music)

(explosions booming)

(shouting and chattering)

- Back the other way!

Away to the jungle!

Don't go inside!

Dammit, come back, come back!

Don't go in there, go

back in the jungle!

(expl*si*n booming)

(dramatic music)

(crashing)

(shouting and chattering)

(explosions booming)

(crashing)

(dramatic music)

Come on, let's go.

Hurry guys, come one,

move out, move out.

Keep moving, come on, hurry.

Move on.

Moving, hurry.

(shouting and chattering)

(explosions booming)

Come on, hurry, run.

(g*nshots banging)

(suspenseful music)

- sh*t.

Come on, hurry, hurry!

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(expl*si*n booms)

Come on, hurry!

Hurry!

(groaning)

(grunting)

(g*nshots banging)

(grunting)

(expl*si*n booming)

(groaning)

- Mama. (crying)

Mama.

Mama.

(crying)

Mama.

Mama.

Mama.

(g*nshots banging)

Mama!

(groaning)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(solemn music)

(groaning)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(grunts)

- [Soldier] This is awful.

- Listen to me.

This is w*r, and you can't

let your emotions run wild.

Germans did the same

thing to us at Arnem.

- This isn't w*r.

These people were innocent.

We've been massacring poor

villagers, not fighting.

- Yes, but the villagers

and the soldiers

fight against us, together.

My whole family,

they were k*lled,

and they weren't fighting

against the German army.

So it's really just the same.

- No one left.

What do we do now, Major?

- Hmm.

Go back to headquarters.

- All right.

Back to headquarters.

Move.

- Hurry.

Come on.

(panting)

(birds chirping and squawking)

Do you hear any more g*ns?

- [Man] No.

- They must've

taken headquarters.

(mumbling and panting)

- Sergeant, let's go back.

- Yeah, okay, yeah.

- Come on.

(solemn music)

(grunting)

- Dammit.

Should've stayed and fought.

Stayed, never have

believed this.

Damn those b*stards, damn 'em.

Damn them.

(insects buzzing)

- b*stards.

- [Man] Captain Bondan.

Oh no.

- Captain.

Captain Bondan.

Put him down.

Captain Bondan.

We'll have vengeance.

This will not go unpunished.

(crying)

- Captain.

I promise to avenge your death.

- [Lieutenant] Captain Bondan.

We will always remember you.

- Damn them.

- Tonight we will attack them.

If you want to make

yourself useful, do it now.

- Yes.

Yes.

(insects chirping)

(upbeat music)

(people singing in

foreign language)

- All right, we're here, we

have to blow up this warehouse.

(gasping)

We have to be careful.

They're on the lookout.

- Yeah.

(singing in foreign language)

(grunts)

(gasping)

- Come on.

(singing in foreign language)

(gasping)

(groaning)

(g*n clicking)

(shouting)

♪ La la la la la

♪ La la la la la la

(shouting)

(gagging)

(gentle music)

(singing in foreign language)

- Jabar, William.

You go free the prisoners.

- You bet.

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

Come on.

(singing in foreign language)

- Ladies and gentlemen, may

I have your attention please.

It's almost that time when

you should fill your glass

full of champagne and

celebrate the new year.

(cheering and chattering)

- [Woman] Okay, let's

watch the clock.

(people shushing)

(clock ticking)

(match clicks)

(fuse hissing)

(grunts)

(clock chiming)

(shouting)

(explosions booming)

(clock chiming)

- Merdeka!

(grunting)

- The party has been attacked.

Send help!

(siren wailing)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouting)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(gentle music)

- Jabar.

- Latifah.

(chuckles)

- [William] Let's

go, come on, come on.

- Now!

(g*nshots banging)

Come on!

(engine rumbling)

(grunting)

(explosions booming)

Over this way.

(g*nshots banging)

(gasps)

- Get back.

- Lieutenant, over there!

We want to come across!

- Sergeant, cover them.

- All right.

All set here.

Jabar, are you ready?

- Uh-huh.

All right.

Now we have to sh**t.

Okay?

- Uh-huh.

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(explosions booming)

- Latifah, how are you?

- Thank you, I feel much

better, now that I have a g*n.

- Lieutenant, I'll go down

to the ammunition depot.

- Yeah.

- [Sergeant] Take cover.

- [Lieutenant]

Come on, let's go.

(g*nshots banging)

- Lieutenant, can you walk?

- Yeah, let's go.

(g*nshots banging)

(groaning)

(shouts)

(grunts)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(gasping)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(shouts)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(shouting)

(g*nshots banging)

(engine rumbling)

(grunts)

- Joran, Joran, come on.

- No, no, you go, leave me.

- Sorry.

(g*nshots banging)

(expl*si*n booming)

(g*nshots banging)

(shouts)

(expl*si*n booming)

(g*n clicking)

- Damn!

(g*nshots banging)

- The machine g*n

is slowing us down.

- You're right.

I'll take care of it.

But listen.

- Yeah.

- [Jabar] Cover me good.

Huh?

- Good luck.

- Yeah.

(g*nsh*t bangs)

Son of a b*tch.

(g*nshots banging)

(gasps)

(g*nshots banging)

(groaning)

(g*nshots banging)

(fire crackling)

(groaning)

- Jabar.

Jabar.

(solemn music)

Jabar.

(crying)

- Tell me, did I

make myself useful?

- Yes.

(suspenseful music)

- Goodbye.

(dramatic music)

(crying)

(suspenseful music)

(tires screeching)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(crashing)

(expl*si*n booming)

(triumphant music)

- [Soldier] Halt, hold!

(crashing)

(g*nsh*t bangs)

(engine rumbling)

(tires screeching)

(explosions booming)

(tense music)

- Wait.

Don't just sit

around here waiting.

Get the hell out of here.

You can go through

the barbed wire,

I will stay back and fight.

- But...

- I'm an old man.

I'd like to give

my life tonight.

Where's the weapons depot?

- Over there on the left.

- Hurry, sir.

Hurry.

- All right.

Merdeka.

- Merdeka.

- Merdeka.

- Merdeka.

(g*nshots banging)

(grunting)

(children singing

in foreign language)

(fuse hissing)

Merdeka!

(explosions booming)

(children singing

in foreign language)

(fire crackling)