Spyder
Jun 08 1988
•1h 16m
•Action
A rich businessman hires a team of vietnam vets to get his son out of Vietnam, but this group of mercenaries don't plan to go in Vietnam, they just want the money. They make a mistake by killing policeman "Brad Spyder"'s partner, and now he only wants REVENGE!
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Blake Bahner
Brad Spyder

Ronald William Lawrence
Lee Stokes
Gary Rooney
Ed Skinner
Roxanne Baird
Karen Pendleton
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