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Was in Tora

Bora 2001,

...m*llitary missed him.

Plans of

clearing up this w*r in Iraq are...

Anything other than w*r is hell.

I'd say, "Yes, Bill,

it does mean something

to the soldlers injured

and k*lled and their families.

...and they're parading things in

to try to get

public opinion to shift against it.

The point is Iraq started

before Halliburton.

This goes back

to the Kissinger era,

and is just now bearing fruit

for a lot of these guys.

It's not just U. S.

m*llitary over there.

It's Black Water,

Triple Canopy,

in what thousands of speclal

ops we're never going to know.

Redesign of the conduct of the w*r.

This has been confirmed.

It is expected that...

We are convinced

that it was necessary

and rlghteous...

I'd like to begin

with an apology.

Obviously, we all have better

ways of bringing in the new year.

Well, everyone...

except you, Denise.

This time last week,

on Christmas Eve,

our Department received

intelligence reports

indicating the whereabouts

of the Ace of Spades.

Three brave

American soldiers

acted on that intelligence

and k*lled him.

Excuse me.

However, it is with great

sadness that I report to you

that the soldiers

involved in that operation

all lost their

lives in it.

Now I'm not at liberty to

release their names at this time,

but I ask every

American to please

keep these three heroes in

their prayers this evening.

Now this, this is not an

end to the w*r on terror.

We fear it may merely

be a new beginning.

As a result, we have raised the

thr*at level effective immediately.

Now the President and Vice President

will return from holiday on Tuesday.

They've asked your networks for one

hour on Thursday to brief the nation.

Any questions you have will

be answered at that time.

Now, as we... as we

enter the New Year,

let us pray that

this will be the year

that sees an end

to global tyranny,

and delivers

world peace.

I bid you all

a good night,

a Happy New Year,

and God bless the

United States of America.

Thank you.

Mr. Secretary!

As was stated,

the President gets

back on Tuesday,

and will address the

nation on Thursday.

Sir.

Sir!

He popped up.

Excuse me?

He popped up.

When?

About an hour ago.

Oh, Christ.

It came from Texas. We thought

it would affect your statement.

And?

They've washed

their hands, sir.

They've said it's time

for you to clean it.

Now why do you

look so pleased?

Where?

On a bus. From New

York to Washington.

Hm.

You believe

in him, don't you?

No, the luxury of

believing in any one man

has a price tag someone

like me cannot afford.

But...

I believe that we trained a

man without moral conviction,

devoid of reason.

Given that, it makes

it far more serious.

Question: What becomes of a

highly trained, motivated m*rder*r

who sprouts

a conscience?

Infamy?

Mm, to

some, perhaps.

But perhaps he

becomes something else

to those in Texas,

to me, to his country,

with what he's seen, what he's

heard, what he thinks he knows,

he becomes

something far worse.

Which is?

A fire,

if you will,

that neither you

nor I can extinguish.

He becomes

a legend.

Who's on

the bus?

Seven and Eleven.

Oh, isn't

that cute.

Irony, sir. It's what

gets me through the day.

Phone Seven. Tell him to tag him.

Sir?

If he kills him, then what?

Right now, he's just

a whisper in the wind.

They die, his voice

can only get louder.

We have the luxury

of position and time.

He does not.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I

have your attention please.

Special Agent Robinson.

I don't mean to disturb you but

I'm conducting a test, a drill,

for the Department

of Homeland Security.

Now nothing is wrong.

This is simply a drill.

Now that we've arrived

in Washington D. C.,

I need to see how quickly

you can exit the bus.

The cost of your

tickets will be refunded.

My goal is to find out if

this was a real emergency,

how long

it would take.

It starts...

now.

Let's go, folks.

Sit.

... missed him.

In clearing up this w*r in Iraq...

Ace of Spades.

What'd you just say?

Ace of Spades.

Seeing is believing,

my friend.

Why is it

always him?

It's in

English, Sanchez.

Rastrero.

Northern Pakistan.

It's too obvious.

I don't like it.

Well, you don't

like anything.

Just give me

the odds.

Two to four.

Keep reading.

So Junior says fifty

fifty, my hombre.

You know, a wise man once said,

"Knowing oneself and

knowing the enemy,

"in every battle,

certain victory.

"Knowing oneself,

not knowing the enemy,

"one victory

for one loss.

"But not

knowing oneself,

"and not knowing

the enemy,

in every battle,

certain defeat. "

Who was it?

Sun Tzu,

The Art of w*r.

These days

I say fifty fifty.

An eye for an eye.

It's about as good

as it's gonna get.

The call came out

for heroes, boys.

The three wise

men on high,

smelled, touched, saw,

and came to the conclusion

of whom they should call.

I say we send

out a message telling

the children to

cover their eyes,

the women to

shut their legs,

and the men to put

up their fists,

because a w*r

machine is coming.

We roll in 55

minutes, gentlemen.

Let's burn

this sh*t hole down.

Merry f*cking Christmas.

Plans for carrying out this w*r in Iraq...

Look, we're just

doing our job, alright?

I don't know what you

did, I don't care.

No, not yet.

Now if you want to live,

then stay off the grid.

Where's my cash?

Just give me the location

of my box and then I go away.

Choice one:

what's done is done.

If I were you,

I'd make like a tree.

If not, go through door number

two and open the envelope.

Either road you choose,

I'd find a way to stay lost.

Hey.

Good evening.

Hey, Samir, a little

heat back here?

It depends.

Good tip?

Where to?

Two stops.

First, the Mayflower.

Hey, I'm hip.

Have fun.

Take your time.

They have the best girls in town.

I say nothing.

Take the access road

and park in the alley.

Keep it running.

Don't k*ll the lights.

In 10 minutes, pull the car around front.

Please don't

take another fare.

Just a quickie?

Club soda.

Dry.

But the point

is Iraq started before Halliburton.

This goes back to

the Kissinger era,

and is just now bearing fruit

for a lot of these guys.

It's not just

U. S. m*llitary over there.

It's Black Water,

Triple Canopy,

in what thousands of speclal ops

What can

I get you?

I'll have a

club soda. Dry.

A Club Soda, no... no vodka, or...

I can't help

you with that.

Those are the rules, cowboy. If you have

a problem with it, you can talk to him.

I'll have a bourbon on the rocks.

That I can do.

Weird, don't

you think?

He sat there the whole

night watching you,

doesn't order anything.

And then at closing time he comes up,

orders one drink

and leaves.

Looks like you may have

your first male crush.

I don't get you.

How come?

Well, you sat there all

night with some creepy gay guy

clearly watching you,

you don't say a word,

you don't look

at the stage,

and worst of all, you

haven't even looked at me.

I'm looking

at you now.

Buy me another?

Of course.

Last call!

I'm a-goin' down to the

cellar. You want the box on?

Now you

be good.

What's in

the cellar?

You don't

wanna know.

Hey, Crush, it's

time to go home.

Thank you.

Ooh.

So.

So.

What's your

story, cowboy?

You don't

wanna know.

Don't move.

Don't move.

For the next 15 minutes,

I'm gonna call you lollipop.

Any issues?

Okay, lollipop, I have

a very simple question.

I'm pretty sure

you know what it is.

Where is my cash?

That's it, that's it,

scream all you want.

You and I both know no one

can hear you in this room.

And from the

looks of things,

I'm sure all I have

left in life is time

and the pleasure

of your voice.

Oh, come on!

I got two kids, man.

I'll never have any.

Now where did

they hide my box?

They were wrong.

Now ask me

how come.

How come.

It's doesn't

take three licks

to get to the center

of a Tootsie Pop.

Now please, tell

me where my cash is.

Six... 66 Benning

Road, man.

They said

you'd know where.

Look me in the eye

and say that again.

Sixty-six Benning Road.

That's all they told me.

Bring your mouth

to the hole.

Bring your mouth

to the hole!!

I can't. It'll

k*ll me!!

Soda water

doesn't k*ll people.

I k*ll people.

Why?

I had a friend once.

She used to

call me Lobo.

How was she?

Sixty-six Benning Road.

My friend,

I'm from Libya.

We play football

with our feet.

I coach team.

Win six games.

How many quarterbacks

do you need?

You're not

from here.

Everyone from here,

even gay, love Redskins.

Oh. You're

a cowboy.

Hey, f*ck you,

3. 95, you walk.

You're like me

with my wife.

That's why I talk

so much at work.

Crazy bitch.

Nobody can get a

word in edgewise.

Hey, man,

I go to the movies.

I'm hip, I'm

cool, I'm down.

I'll be your

homeboy tonight.

Let me guess. You're a

drug dealer from New York.

And that

duffel bag is full of rocks.

You're going to sell

to M13. It's cool.

Who?

Ah! He speaks.

You know, M13. The,

how you say, g*ng.

The thugs.

It's beautiful tonight.

World w*r II memorial.

They haven't finished it.

There's only one way

for a w*r memorial to truly be finished.

Everyone dies.

When they were

planning to build,

the people, they

flight constantly.

"It's gonna destroy them all. "

"Put it next to Vietnam

or over by RFK."

How soon we forget

to honor the good and punish the wrong.

Don't you think?

Pull over here

on the bridge.

Right here.

For some,

It's hard to believe.

What's that?

That the people back there,

they have too much.

And the people, right

here, one mile away,

they have

not enough.

Pull over right here on the bridge.

I promised you

a good tip.

You better go.

Padre Nuestro, que

ests en el cielo...

santificado sea

Tu nombre...

I think we're all

prayed out, Sanchez.

Hey!

It'd be sweet

without the sour.

Nah. It wouldn't

be sour without the sweet.

You still ain't

figured it out yet, kid.

What's that?

You're still young.

You got time.

More fun figuring

it out on your own.

Yes and no.

Here we are,

in the middle of the biggest g*ng

w*r in the history of the world.

So I guess it wasn't about

defending Lady Liberty?

In the beginning.

You and I

both know, sir,

we gave up defending Lady

Liberty a long time ago.

You know, when we pull this

off, you guys have an out.

Why do you think I was so smiley

when we played sh**t 'n tell earlier?

Right, then what?

Then back

to the D. C.

To the devil I know.

At least there,

on those streets,

I think I know who

the bad guys are.

What about you?

I don't know.

No!

May I help you?

Have you seen

those men before?

Is that

your daughter?

What can

I do for you?

I need you to get

under the counter.

So,

a great general is k*lled after a

long battle, by his enemy's sword,

he gets to the

gates of heaven,

he looks through and he sees

former presidents, kings and queens,

his parents, seated

at this long table.

Saint Peter approaches,

introduces himself,

the general asks him,

" How do I get in?

How do I walk through those gates?"

Saint Peter says, "Well,

you have to spell a word. "

The general asks,

"What is the word?"

St. Peter says,

"The word is 'love. "'

The general spells it and St. Peter

welcomes him in.

About a year later, St. Peter

comes up to the general and says,

"I need you to watch

the gates for me today. "

A little while later, sure

enough, he sees a man approaching,

he walks toward the gate,

so he recognizes his enemy,

the man who

k*lled him.

They talk for a minute,

his enemy apologizes,

and then he asks,

"How do I get in?"

The general thinks for

just a second, he says,

"You have to

spell a word. "

So the enemy asks,

"What is the word?"

The general says

'Czechoslovakia. '

Let's go.

I thought you'd

be bigger.

But I guess that's

the way it is with legends.

Reality's always less.

Who did it?

What difference

does it make?

Who did it?

The United States

government owes me that much.

We're soldiers.

We follow orders.

Hey.

Stay.

What are

you doing?

Stay!!

What do you

think I'm doing?

Trying to find a short-term

answer to a long-term problem.

You make that

call, you're dead.

Everybody you've ever

known, loved or talked to is dead.

I just saved

your life!

Yes, but you just

ended yours.

Those two men you

just sh*t are Feds.

I need bolt cutters.

Do you have bolt cutters?

And something flammable.

I need your help.

Alright, douse them.

Hey, these guys, they sh**t

first and ask questions later.

In 10 minutes, we're

gonna look just like that.

Give it here.

Okay.

Okay.

C-

Z-

C-

H-

O-

S- L-O-

V- A-K-I-A.

Bodies?

Burning.

Well, I guess

that ends that.

For your sake,

I hope that's true.

I'm going to

make a call now.

Make him wait.

It's not my life

we're playing with.

He's asleep.

You wanna be the one

that wakes him up?

And by the

way... Johnny!...

you still answer

to me as well.

Taking in a flight this evening, sir?

Why not?

Yes, sir.

I need to get

out up there.

It's New

Year's Eve.

Some of us have people we

wanted to see at midnight.

We could, uh, we

could give you a lift.

Maybe in

another life. Sir.

Let's go, Johnny.

It's not too deep.

I'm gonna need you

to take this thing out.

If I do this...

I'll do everything in my

power to wash your hands.

Okay now, clear that table.

Clear that table!

Oh!

Lay down.

Hey, hey wait,

wait, wait.

Once you get it out, it's easy,

it's just like sewing a

patch on a pair of pants.

Yeah, right.

Hey! Hey! Hey.

Hey, oh, hey!

Whoa, what is that?

What is this?

Barrington's.

How old

is this?

I think 15 years.

Yeah, 15 years.

January 15, 1991.

Last time the Skins

won the Superbowl.

Hey, you better take a

swig to ease your nerves.

I haven't steadied

my nerves since 1991.

What color?

Gold.

I just realized, I

never got your name.

Sometimes they call me Mac.

What's yours?

Nice to meet you.

There.

Yeah.

Happy New Year.

I love you.

I love you.

Keep me close

in your heart.

You are leaving.

Listen to me.

The worst part of

my day is right now.

When I have

to leave you.

Then don't!

When will

you come back?

After the holidays.

Me vas a dejar

por las navidades, hijo de puta!

Excuse me.

Vete.

Vete! Djame!

Leave me!

Whoa, whoa!

I will.

I didn't ask

you anything.

I haven't asked

you anything yet.

Sorry.

Can I be

your husband?

Huh?

And I'll be

your wife.

That's good.

"Don't you

want to know,

who was on the other

end of the phone?"

"Carpe diem. "

"Carpe diem. "

Who is the greatest

quarterback of all time?

Sonny Jurgensen.

And why was he the

greatest quarterback of all time?

Because he could

make something out of nothing.

And who was the moron coach

who didn't want him to play?

George Allen.

And who was the coach

that saved the Redskins?

Joe Glbbs.

And when you grow

up, what are you gonna do?

Announce the games with

Sonny, Sam and Frank on the radio.

And why do we

know all of this?

Because we love

each other.

# Hall to the Redskins Hall Vic-tor-y #

# Braves on the Warpath

Fight for old D. C. ##

That's for

both of us.

Happy New Year.

Let me guess.

You're about to tell

me that my... problem...

has taken a turn for the worse.

You found this,

in a wall at

the Mayflower.

They think

he's still alive.

How about you?

I'm not paid

to think, sir.

Why would

they think that?

He's an

extraordinarily dangerous,

and confused man

with an a* to grind.

You said it yourself, those

are the hardest to put down.

Carpe diem.

Excuse me?

Seize the day.

I know what it means, sir,

I just...

After Vietnam, the City developed

this program for lost veterans.

Putting them to work, rebuilding

the rail yards around Union station.

And on every rail spike, they

inscribed the words "Carpe diem. "

Seize the day.

Honor is just... gone.

I can't remember anything

anymore, anyway, someone once said,

"He who has 100 victories in 100

battles, is not the most skillful,

"but rather he

who subdues the other's m*llitary

without battle is

the most skillful. "

Sun Tzu.

People look at these men or soldiers,

and they think

to themselves,

They must

love to flight.

But they've got it, they've

got it slightly twisted.

You see, the good

ones love to win.

But they respect the

dangers of the fight.

But nine times out of ten,

a fight, a w*r, a battle,

is won without the

first punch being thrown,

the first sh*t being fired, the

palace captured,

and that, that is when

you have honor!

When you can capture a man's mind!

Then his heart, his fists,

they're sure to follow.

Didn't you have another life

to be lived this evening?

How did you

do it, sir?

Balance the two,

live both lives?

What's the question?

What is the same question,

that you ask

yourself every day?

What price do I pay to make

America a safer place today?

A "safer place?"

See, I think

it's more like,

"What price did I pay today to

defend the tenets of democracy?"

You, of all people,

should know the difference.

Is his...

cash missing?

I know I shouldn't

ask this, but, um,

where did

you hide it?

Well, did he pick it up

before or after we got the tag?

Not sure.

Do you know why we started

using those cash boxes?

Leverage.

No, no. Balance.

So you wouldn't

forget who you were.

And for the lucky ones, so you

could forget what you've become.

You do whatever you

need to do there, sport.

It's not up

to me anymore.

Looks like he came

back from the dead.

I would say you've

got 24 hours, sir.

But I guess that's

irrelevant now.

(man in cap]

[indistinct] [scattered applause]

How long have I been out?

How long have

I been out!

It's 11 o'clock.

About 23 hours.

You did a

good job.

How do you

take your coffee?

Not at all, thank you very much.

What'd I miss?

Nothing, really.

They caught the Ace of Spades.

What?

They caught

the Ace of Spades.

When?

About a week ago.

It doesn't say

who caught him.

I know you're

not a criminal,

I don't know what's going

on, and I don't wanna know.

I just wanna know how I get out.

I want this over.

You don't want to know

how these guys are, Mac.

I don't know your name,

and I'm not gonna ask.

But please, tell me.

Workin' on it, Mac.

Do you know

where he is?

You can handle

yourself, right?

I do okay.

But can you fight

with that wound?

How much time

do we have?

About a day before they find us.

Follow me.

Where you

goin', Mac?

This is the smallest

big city in the world.

k*ll the lights.

You drive

a hearse?

Get in!

He drives

a hearse.

Where we goin'?

Where we going?

Have you ever been to

the Underground before?

Yeah, once or twice.

After my acc...

I am Sophia.

My doctor used to talk to me

a lot

about vision.

He said some people think that

vision is that which is there.

But to him, vision is

seeing that which could be.

When we get inside,

you stay close to me.

Don't speak. When the

bluesman comes to the table,

I'll set you up.

After that, it's up to you.

I don't need

a w*apon.

That's good.

'Cause it's not for you.

When the bluesman is done,

I need to

talk to him.

When the old man

finishes his set,

he's gonna come over and sit down.

Now you

follow my lead.

In the car you said

you were in an accident,

what happened?

'91.

The Skins had b*at the

Bulls in the Superbowl.

I was going to a friend's

house to pick up my daughter.

I'd had too

much to drink.

But in my mind,

it wasn't enough.

So I stopped,

picked up a couple of

bottles of Barrington's vodka.

At that store

where we met.

I had finished

about a half of one,

on the way to Katie's.

I was so drunk I didn't

even go to the door.

For some reason, I made

her sit in the back.

Only the devil can

answer that for me now.

The last thing

I remember,

is waking up two days

later in the hospital,

handcuffed to a bed with a

ruptured spleen and a dead daughter.

Yeah. I've been

in an accident.

Not yet.

Tell me

about the police.

Long time.

Mac.

Too long.

Meat Truck come

to the stage,

telling me you in here

claiming you got a fighter.

Something like that.

This him?

Let me get

a look at you.

I never forget a

face. I know you, yes?

I want for you to

get him in the cellar.

See if he

really wants it.

What are you saying?

You want him

to watch?

Something like that.

There's only one

way into that room.

Give me a fight.

I'll do it for free.

It doesn't really matter

who, just give me one tonight.

How much you

weigh... cowboy?

A buck 85,

give or take.

Sorry, champ, no middleweights

are fightin' tonight.

Only the big boys

are gonna bang.

The bigger,

the better.

We got a deal?

See that guy over there?

That's Meat Truck.

He's new. But he'll come get you in

about an hour or so for your fight.

One last thing.

How shall I

introduce you?

Go into that cellar and tell

the children to close their eyes.

Tell the women to shut their legs,

and the men to put up their fists

'cause there's a

w*r machine comin'.

Bet it's

alright, man.

Maybe not.

But the three wise men

don't like to be made wrong.

Ready? One,

two, three!

What the hell

is this?

I don't know.

Nor do I want to.

Hey, what

is that?

You don't wanna know, kid.

Let's go.

Capturing the Ace isn't

our objective, is it?

Hey!! Capturing the Ace isn't

our primary objective, is it?

Is it!!??

No.

What the f*ck

is going on?

Told you I didn't

like this mission.

You were always right.

When I'm gone,

finish it.

They're ready

for yah.

This is anything goes.

You know that, dontcha?

I bet that hurt.

And in this corner,

weighing in

at 185 pounds,

the w*r Machine!

Yeah, you're right.

It was you,

wasn't it?

The voice on the

other end of the phone.

I have no idea what

you're talkin' about.

It's not my blood you

want on your hands.

But you had to be

sure, didn't you?

Loyal to the end,

that's my David.

I'm not

him anymore.

You took that

away from me.

Nothing you weren't

willing to give.

I wasn't willing

to give up Sophia.

Look, you should know,

David, that tonight,

I traded...

my life for yours.

So that you

could continue to live,

and do what needs

to be done.

Right the wrong.

Maybe in

another life.

Oh, God!

I could be bound

in a nutshell,

and count myself a king of infinite

space, if it had not bad dreams.

But you, you never struck me

as the nutshell type, David.

In a few moments, I'm

gonna walk out that door,

A gray Sedan,

that's been circling the

block for the last four hours

will just happen to

be passing by the club.

And as luck would

have it, a young Hispanic male,

will fire two

sh*ts, both in my direction.

And I will die

a coward's death.

Alone, on a cold

and empty street,

so that you can become

what you were born to be.

And already are.

A hero, David!

A hero.

When you saved my life,

you asked for no explanation.

Given what you will soon

or already have read,

I feel I owe

you that much.

Ten days ago,

Who is this?

Why were we asked

to bring this to you?

I assume you're not Mitchell.

He's dead.

So many people

think this w*r

is about countries,

about land.

Your friends probably

believe they d*ed for liberty,

for truth,

for justice.

And in a way, they would

be right, wouldn't they?

By the look

on your face,

and what you

just heard,

you might be thinking

they d*ed for money, for greed.

And in a way, you may be correct.

Why is it we become those we

fight so hard to exterminate?

My advice?

Keep running.

And pray the sins

of these old men

never catch up

with you.

When I was a boy,

a very powerful

American and his son

came to visit

my country.

When I was running

into the house,

I heard the American

ask my father a strange question,

that I now

ask of you.

Without villains,

can there be heroes?

You must

ask yourself,

why your country

birthed a villain,

in a land of

sand and stone.

Why they wouldn't need

so badly to have the power

that only a hero

can possess.

And you'll, you'll

understand the Tao,

the truth, or as you

people in the West call it,

the Way of w*r.

That is my truth.

That is my way.

Ten days ago my name

was David Wolfe.

I was a son to father,

a soldier to country,

a lover to woman.

I lived two lives,

I carried two names.

Ten days later, I

have a single mission,

a single hunt,

a single life, a single name.

I am the Wolf.

What have I done?

Were you able to

see the paper this morning, sir?

It's horrible.

It's tragic.

We will honor him with

a moment of silence,

before I address the nation

on that other matter.

By the way,

how do we stand on that?

I have it contained.

Good.

Oh, I want to thank

you for the present

you left on my desk this

morning with the paper.

You should know I plan on incorporating

its message into my address.

But I...

Ah, don't be silly.

It's an important concept,

in the wake of

a grave tragedy.

Carpe diem. Seize the day.

Must always look forward

in times like these.

Never backwards.

I didn't put that

on your desk, sir.

Then who did?
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