of me had a green bandanna and a single blue feather right in the middle. it was striking. they were all armed, pointed their guns at us. we had our hands up, and we took off our bags, and then we sat down. at that point, the soldiers were just meeting on their radios. >> we were thinking they were the farc. victor was the one with the farc contacts. and now we were going to fall back on victor's relationship, and also robert as a journalist. [ speaking spanish ] >> they wanted to kind of figure out who we were. >> tell them i'm a journalist. >> robert had articles, and he kind of wanted to demonstrate to them that he actually was a journalist. but they weren't too interested in our story. they started this casual conversation about tiger meat,