It's Over, Johnny

England: Look John, you've done enough damage there. That's why I'm calling. Didn't you get my memos? I have to fly you out of there before the elections.
Rambo: Where'd you come from, Sir?
England: I'm the Deputy Secretary of Defense, damnit!
Rambo: I tried to get in touch with you, but the guys in the Pentagon are never sure where to find you.
England: What do you mean? For the past two years, all I do is testify before Armed Services Committees!
Rambo: I wish I was back in DC now.
England: We can talk about that when you come back.
Rambo: I can't do that, Sir.
England: What do you mean, you "can't do that?" We can't have you running around the Middle East killing friendly civilians.
Rambo: There are no friendly civilians!
England: Listen. I'm your friend, Johnny. I don't want to see you knee-deep in all that blood and gore, so we've got to end all this trouble before the elections.
Rambo: There wouldn't be any trouble except for that freakin' falafel vendor! All I wanted was something to eat! But the man kept pushing, Sir.
England: Well, you did some pushing on your own, John.
Rambo: They drew first blood, not me.
England: Look Johnny, you gotta get the hell out of there!
Rambo: They drew first blood.
England: Rambo...Rambo, are you still reading me? Deputy Secretary of Defense to Rambo! Acknowledge! Rambo!