"[silence]" "[hypnotist] Close your eyes." "Make sure you're in a comfortable position, either sitting or lying down." "Somewhere quiet, where you won't be disturbed." "Somewhere you can feel safe and relaxed." "you should not listen to this recording or operating heavy machinery." "Now, let's begin by taking a deep breath in." "Feel your chest and your lungs fill with air as you feel a wave of relaxation wash over your entire body." "Hold it." "Now, slowly exhale." "As you take another deep breath," "I want you to picture yourself in a beautiful forest." "The leaves and the branches dance faintly in the breeze." "Rays of sunlight peak through the forest canopy, warming the ground below." "A long, slow, winding river weaves its way carelessly down through the forest." "I want you to imagine yourself in the river." "The clear water surrounds you." "You submerse yourself completely, allowing all the sounds of the world to fade away into gentle relaxation." "As you reemerge, you leave all your stress and fears behind you, to be carried away with the current." "Continue to breathe deeply, allowing yourself to relax more and more with every breath." "[birds chirping]" "[automatic gunfire] [whizzing bullets]" "Ahhhhh!" "[automatic gunfire] [gunfire continues]" "In... and... out." "Nice and slow." "Allow the forest to slowly engulf you." "Take a moment to listen to the beautiful sounds of nature, of all the life that surrounds you." "[soldier screaming] [intermittent gunfire] [birds chirping] [screaming continues]" "[gunfire, screaming]" "[birds chirping]" "You feel the energy of each and every tree flowing through your body as you walk between them." "And as the positive energy of the forest passes through you, you feel all your negativity and bad energy fade away." "[whirring rotors]" "[soldier softly muttering in Vietnamese]" "[birds chirping]" "[automatic gunfire]" "Imagine birds, gliding by carelessly in the sky above." "You become one with them, and all the other creatures of the forest as they impart a sense of carelessness onto you." "[birds chirping]" "Allow your breathing to become more natural as relaxation takes over completely." "All the way from your toes and your shins through your knees and your thighs." "It surges up through your hips and your waist, moving calmly into your stomach and chest." "You feel your fingertips tingle and your forearms rest heavy." "It moves through your upper arms and your shoulders, into your back and your neck, relaxing you deeply." "It continues to your mouth and your nose, through to your eyes and your ears, all the way to the tip of your head." "[distant gunfire] [birds chirping]" "Now, as your body lies completely relaxed, and your mind is quieted and wandered free, you feel like the first man or woman to ever walk the Earth." "You, too, have become an animal." "[rustling grass]" "As I begin to count backwards from ten," "I want you to picture yourself as that animal, whatever it may be." "I am going to relax you even further, even further than you ever thought possible, as we begin to explore who you are, who you want to be, or what you want to achieve in your life." "Ten..." "Nine... [stabbing sound] [pained groan]" "Eight... [grunt] [heavy breathing]" "Seven... [gunfire] [struggling]" "Six... [grunts]" "Five..." "Four... [struggling continues]" "Three... [groan] [light squish sound]" "Two... [helicopter rotors] [distant screaming]" "One..." "You are completely relaxed." "[ferocious yell, echoing] of all the things you have in your life..." "Shit." "Sorry." "That's all good." "What's up?" "More nightmares?" "Fuckin' pussy." "[laughs] Yeah, I was like a soldier, in a war..." "I don't really remember." "I can't even imagine that." "I mean, I could take a life." "I just prefer saving 'em." "[laughs] Okay." "I don't know what my problem is," "I just haven't been sleeping lately." "Nah, it's the shift work, man." "It fucks you up." "Yeah, I guess." "I don't know." "You hear from Tracy yet?" "No, not yet." "I think I'm going to call her again." "Two more hours, shift's over 'til tomorrow." "Yeah, never ends." "[gentle arrangement ♪] [phone beeps, dialing]" "[ringing]" "I'm either at work, sleeping, or partying with my girls." "You know what to do." "[Dylan] Copy that, dispatch." "We're on our way now, over." "[engine starts]" "Ah, we got a three-month-old fitting on the north side." "Let's go." "[wailing siren]" "[sound from television, indistinct]" "we interrupt this program to, ah..." "How was your night?" "Good." "What'd you get up to?" "I told you I was going out with Tay." "Right." "How was that?" "Fine." "...in my 25 years of reporting," "I have never seen anything like this before, in our city." "We are follow up the reports of some..." "I'm just trying to finish something." "Okay." "How was your night?" "Ah, it was okay, I guess." "Kind of slow." "I listened to that relaxation tape you got me." "Neat." "...multiple impacts across the globe, as well..." "Hey, um..." "How come you didn't answer any of my calls or texts?" "...keeping people away." "They're barricaded from the impact zone." " Babe?" " Shh." "...I understand with a ten kilometer radius outside the area, until the military arrives." "You can see the military has been deployed, uh, to patrol the impact zones." "Now early- There have been early reports of a world wide terrorist attack." "Uh, we can again, this is the first time I'm seeing this, uh, wow." "So we can say that this is not a terrorist attack" "Ah, and we do believe that the origin of these objects may be from outer space." "And again, I'm looking at this for the first time, what appears to be some kind of an alien craft or alien pods..." "Oh my God, there's three of them, there." "We have our live reporter on the scene just outside the impact zone." "Right now, it's Tom Rolston." "Ah, Tom, can you tell us what you're seeing right now?" "[static]" "Tom, it seems that we're seeing, or at least we're hearing, some static, and, uh, we can't hear you." "Can you- can you still hear us?" "[static]" "Tom." "Tom!" "Tom, can you hear me?" "Are you all right?" "[muffled energy pulse] [alarm buzzing]" "[dramatic arrangement ♪]" "[helicopter approaching]" "[♪]" "[male pilot] Clearing the city now." "ETA to crow's nest, approx three zero mikes, over." "Don't point that thing at me." "Use your head." "[female pilot] We have ground movement." "Possible hostiles on deck, our ten o'clock." "Ident request, over." "No friendlies in your vicinity." "Assume hostile." "You are weapons free, over." "[soldier vocalizing "Ride of the Valkyries"]" "Just like Saigon, eh Slick?" "Hey, you ever seen Full Metal Jacket?" "Keep your eyes peeled and your ears peeled." "[intense, drum heavy music ♪]" "Taking fire." "Evasive maneuvers." "Get that rifle up." "Think not that I am come to send peace on the Earth" "I come not to send peace, but a sword." "Yo, Watts!" "Wake up." "We got ground mobiles." "[automatic gunfire]" "What are you shooting at?" "Motherfuckers!" "Gonna bag me a fuckin' squid." "Get some, whoo!" "Yeaaah!" "[♪] [whoosh sound] [whistling armament]" "Everyone okay?" "We gotta clear this valley." "Everyone, eyes on deck!" "[automatic gunfire] [electric crackling] [loud whoosh] [grunt]" "Everybody brace for hard landing." "[grunts]" "[groan]" "[muffled splash] [water gurgling]" "[muffled splash]" "[deep inhale] [tense note ♪]" "[♪]" "[gasping] [distant yell] Medic!" "Medic!" "Doc, we need you." "There's wounded." "Doc, come on." "Move it." "Help me out here." "Move, Doc!" "Move it, Doc." "Pass him over, pass him over to me." "Come on." "We get him to shore." "[groans]" "Help me get him to the shore." "Doc!" "Get it together or he's gonna die, come on!" "Every... everyone's bad." "I don't know where to start." "No time." "Figure it out." "No, keep your hands in." "Help me out here, Doc." " Check his vitals." " Move it, Doc!" "Come on!" "Medic, right up here." "Oh, fuck... [indistinct yelling]" "Check his vitals, Doc." "[pained groan]" "I'm gonna have a go back, to check for more survivors." "Medic!" "Medic!" " Medic!" " What?" "Doc, I'm hurt." "Are you dying?" "I don't know." "I'm numb, man." " Doc!" " You're just cold, you'll be fine." "Doc, I got another one." "Pretty bad shape, man." "He got no pulse." "Help me out." "Doc, do something!" "Start CPR or something, come on!" "Lapierre, sit rep!" "Got two critical wounded." "Doc is dealing with it." "All right, where's Watts?" "He didn't make it." "Tabernac!" "All right, Doc." "What's goin' on, man?" "Everyone's beat to shit." "I've..." "I've never done triage before." "All right, assess the situation." "Who's got the best chance of surviving, all right?" "Sarge." "Okay, go." "Johnson, you start CPR on the pilot." "Help him out." "Lappy, I need you on the bank." "We gotta move right now." "What about my arm, man?" "What about my arm?" "Fuck!" "You, trooper." "What's your name, man?" "Brian." "Okay, Brian." "Are you hurt bad?" "I think I'm okay." "Okay, I need to know if your shit's wrapped tight." "and don't do anything without calling it out." "We need to set up a perimeter." "You got it?" "Okay, let's go." "Come on, come on." "[yelling]" "Sarge!" "Sarge... [yelling continues]" "Sarge, you're wounded." "We'll fix you up, okay?" "Sarge, you gotta sit still and we'll fix you up, okay?" "Doc, shut him up, man." "He's gonna give away our position." "Just give him something to bite down on, or something." "[automatic weapons firing]" "Too late." "Move up." "Secure the right flank." " Covering fire!" " Move up." "[automatic gunfire] [explosions] [energy pulses]" "Contact front." " What do you see?" " Call it out!" "Get Lapierre on the tree lines, dead ahead." "Roger that." "We got movement on the right two over there." "I hear 'em." "Ow..." "Oh, it hurts." "How's he doing?" "Man, my arm..." "It's fuckin' killin' me." "I'm almost done here, just keep him stable." "[dramatic, drum heavy arrangement ♪]" "Cover Hatfield." "Get on him." "Suppressing fire." "Go." "Contact on the left." "Down." "Reloading." "Move out." "Move this way." "Move up." "Follow him." "Stay low." "Eyes open." "What do you see?" "I've got a pulse." "Is he breathing?" "Good, keep an eye on him." "Just two more seconds." "Moving left, moving left." "[indistinct vocalization]" "Bring it up." "Keep your heads down." "Pour it on 'em!" "Trooper, bring it up." "Coming left." "[gasping]" "[helicopters approaching]" "Tango down." "What do you see, Lappy?" "What do you see?" "Got movement to the left." "Three units." " Look sharp, boys." " Maybe 100 meters up." "Don't have a clear shot from here." "Shit." "Move your head." "Cover him." "Covering." "Get a shot." "Take it." "Copy." "Stand by to support the warrant officer." " You guys cover me." " Call it." "Go." "Keep laying it down." "Reloading." "Lappy, how you doin', buddy?" "Left is clear." " Roger that." " How's the right?" "Eyes on the right." "How's the right?" "Don't leave me hanging." "Trooper, bring right." "Switch right, now." "Movin' up." "[tense note rising ♪]" "[music cuts]" "Too damn silent." "You guys got anything over there?" "Talk to me." "Clear on the left." "Copy." "All clear right." "Fuck." "[somber music ♪]" "What about my arm?" "How's it goin', Doc?" "I don't know." "Everybody okay?" " You wounded?" " No." "The pilot didn't make it." "I..." "I couldn't keep him going." "I'm sorry." "Are you guys okay?" "[chuckle]" "Oh yeah." "What a treat." "Oh man, my arm is bleeding real bad." "All right, everybody stay low." "Lappy, I need you to find the airman's tracking beacon and activate it." "Go." "There you go." "Just keep an eye on the sergeant." "Tell me if anything changes." "Fuck." "Hey, are you okay?" "I ripped my pants." "Can I look at your head?" "Can I ask you a few questions?" "What year is it?" "2015." "Okay." "What's your full name?" "Brian Keith Leise." "Okay, who is the current prime minister?" "I don't know." "[chuckle]" "Yeah, me neither." "Just take your glasses off for a second." "Okay, look into this." "Follow my finger." "All right." "Here, you can put those back." "Yeah, you're gonna be all right." "Okay?" "Okay." "Hey." "Are you all right?" "Okay." "[tense arrangement ♪]" "[heave] [retching, gagging]" "[coughing]" "[woman screams]" "Does anybody else hear that?" "[woman screams]" "Anybody at all?" "Fuck." "[woman moans]" "[woman moans]" "Does anybody copy?" "[woman moans]" "Anybody, over?" "[woman moaning]" "[woman] Oh, oh, oh." "Mm." "Ah." "[pleasured moaning continues]" "[Johnson] Ba-a-ker [moaning continues]" "Baker, where are you?" "[moaning intensifies]" "Baker!" "[climactic moaning] Baker!" "Baker, wake up." "[laughing]" "Hey man, how ya doin'?" "Sorry, I passed out." "No shit, you fucker." "Everyone's looking for ya." "All right." "Okay." "Let's go." "About fuckin' time." "would have knocked out the containment field." "So they'll be able to track it and we'll be susceptible." "Hey." "EVAC on its way?" " No EVAC." " What?" "There is no long range radios in this valley, and the EMP blast took out the tracking beacon and the SAT phones." "So they don't even know if we're still alive." "Right." "Well, this is some weak-ass shit." "I'm not equipped for this kind of survival op." "Fuckin' forces, man." "Well, your LCF is fuckin' tops, though." "LCF?" "Seriously, what the fuck is all this shit, anyways?" "Or whatever, brah." "It makes me look fierce." "Gotta intimidate the squidlets, you know." "Make 'em ink." "Oh shit, I think I just did." "Seriously, where the fuck did you find this shit pump?" "He's not that bad." "He's a good laugh." "Still awaiting parts, though." "Well, that's great." "So what about the EVAC?" "Ah, it's gettin' pretty dark." "And they're not gonna fly at night." "It's too hairy." "So, what's the plan?" "First off, we gotta get off this beach." "We're too exposed." "Then we're gonna send a team up out of the valley, try to make contact with HQ." "Then we just gotta standby to standby." "What about the sarge?" "We can't move him far." "We'll figure it out." "we gotta get outta here before nightfall." "This place is gonna be teeming with squids before the sun sets." "What's up with him?" "Ah, few cuts and bruises, nothing serious." "Ah, I don't think he has a concussion, ah shock, maybe?" "All right, Lappy..." "You take the kid up the valley, try to make contact with HQ." "Radio when you're close, and we'll give you the grids." " You copy?" " Roger that." "Outstanding." "Doc, I need to make sure that Mikusek's mobile." "Johnson, help the doc out." " We gotta move." " Okay." "Hey." "Let's move out." "Radio check." "How copy?" "Solid copy, over." "Cover my flank." "Crow's nest, this is Coyote two three, requesting actual." "Copy." "Crow's nest, this is Coyote two three, do you copy?" "Over." "Crow's nest, this is Coyote two three, requesting actual." "Copy." "Copy that, Coyote two three, this is Crow's nest, actual." "Requesting sit rep, over." "I copy." "We have a situation." "So what'd you get?" "Um, chili and beans." "You?" "Spaghetti and meatballs." "Do you want to trade?" "No, man." "Remember New Dayton?" "Yeah." "Eight-seventy-one, right?" "Yeah." "They dropped, like, fifty crates of chili and beans, and nothing else." "I had to eat that shit three times a day for a whole week." "You know, we lost a guy." "Private Packer shot himself in the face." "Jesus." "Not because of the chili, though?" "No, man, I was there." "It was 'cause of the chili." "Soldier bar." "Hey-ooh!" "Nice." "Hey, do you have a heating pad?" "Yeah, I only have one though." "You can use it after I'm done." "You know..." "I think they should just give us, like, two dozen of these." "It's got everything a growing boy needs." "Lots of protein." "And calories." " Hey, Doc?" " Mm-hmm?" "You ever think about what the aliens eat?" "Not rally." "Or how they fuck?" " No." " Oh, come on, man." "Expand your fuckin' mind." "You know, when you think about it," "I bet those aliens give really good head." "All those little tentacles..." "licking your balls." "[moan] [cough] [louder moan]" "All right." "What, you're not gonna have yours?" "Nah." "Then, can I have it?" "I thought you were sick of chili and beans?" "I'm hungry." "[coughing, sputtering]" "[heavy, deep breaths]" "Hey, do you have a SAT phone?" "Yeah, it's busted since the EMP blast, so..." "I might be able to use some of your parts to fix one." "Yeah, sure." "Thanks." "Who you gonna call?" "My wife." "Ghostbusters, man." "Come on." "[chuckles] Sorry." "Long day." "Where did Szwedowicz and Hatfield go?" "Hm?" "Those CSOR guys, they're gone." "What?" "Szwedowicz, Hatfield, do you copy?" "when you need to talk to somebody." "Fuckin' special forces, man." "They think they're so much better than us." "That fuckin' Szwedowicz is such a cock smoke." "Yeah, well..." "They couldn't have gone far." "Yeah, they wouldn't just leave us here, right?" "Their box is still here, they've been keeping that pretty close." " Any idea what's in it?" " No." "Gotta be important, though, the way they've been protecting it." "Well..." "They're not here now." "Why don't we, ah, have a little looksie?" "Ah, I don't know, man." "You know what those symbols mean?" "Uh, nuclear?" "No, biohazard." "You mean like needles and shit, in the hospital?" "That's fuckin' rank, man." "Yeah." "It also says, "Do not open."" "[unearthly roar]" "Well, that's terrifying." "Roger that, Crow's nest." "Looking forward to seeing your boys soon." "Coyote two three, out." "Let's move out." "Shit, doc." "Fuck." "Yeah, you said it." "So..." "What do you say?" "Wanna take a look?" "I think I'll pass." "[laughter] Pussy." "[voices murmuring indistinctly, ethereally]" "Johnson!" "Johnson." "Johnson." "God dammit, Johnson!" "What?" "This ain't Vietnam." "Ah, what the fuck, man?" "[sighs] God dammit." "[Baker, whispering] Where the fuck were you guys?" "We were just checking something out." "You couldn't let us know?" "to provide escort and fire support for CSOR team members until we reach Brigade 42." "FOB, Crow's nest." "you will be relieved of duty until further instruction." "If I or warrant officer Hatfield open our mouths and you happen to hear words come out of them, consider it a privilege." "maybe it's not the best time to split up right now." "There's something out there, watching us." "What if we got attacked?" "[sigh]" "What?" "Is that what you wanted to happen?" "Use us as bait, or something?" "Listen, we've done this before." "How many times have you been in the field?" "You probably think bright lights, loud noises are the best defense against these things." "Listen, just don't talk about tactics with me, all right?" "You two are fuckin' virgins in a whorehouse." "All I know, is that using the only backup you have as bait, is fucked." "Seriously, do you think we'd risk our only medic at a time like this?" "Chances are, we're gonna need you again." "Fine, I think we deserve a little more information, then." "Like with the box." "What's in it?" "Classified." "Fuck that." "Is it a bomb, a weapon, something we need to worry about?" "All you need to know is that we have it, and the aliens want it." "And we do not want that." "Do not fuck with this." "[under his breath] Shit." "They're out there." "Watching us." "[grass rustling]" "[twig snaps]" "Lapierre?" "[rising tense note ♪]" "Lapierre...?" "[♪] [two clicks] [Leise gasps]" "Where's Lappy?" "Lapierre, what's your position?" "Give me your grid, over." "Lapierre, how copy, over?" "[radio response muffled]" "Retransmit last message, over." "He's alive, he'll make it back." "Leise." "Did you make contact?" "Yeah." "They're gonna send EVAC at first light." "They're gonna shell the hills and try to try to keep 'em off our position." " Fuckin' A." " Coordinates?" "What?" " Is that a bad thing?" " What do you got?" "[muttering] Two-four..." "That's not gonna keep 'em at bay." "This is gonna funnel 'em down from the hills, right on to our position." "Fuckin' fobbits, man." "Lapierre, if you read, return to base immediately." "Grid D-A-four-six." "Over." "Did they give you a time?" "I don't know when." "Lapierre, copy, over." "[radio echoing] Lapierre, copy, over." "Doc." "[tense drum arrangement ♪]" "[rustling]" "[rustling]" "Leise?" "Is that you?" "Oh, shit." "I almost fuckin' shot you, man." "What's with the gas mask?" "Protects against biological warfare." "Um... okay." "Well, just keep an eye out, all right man?" "[lighter click]" "[twig snaps]" "Leise?" "Leise, is that you?" "[tense ambience ♪]" "We gotta get him down." "[click] [beeping]" "What's happening?" "Take cover!" "[loud whoosh]" "Fuck." "Holy shit." "Holy shit." "Fuck." "Fuck." "Shit." "Oh, shit." "[whimper] [alien growl]" "God dammit, Baker!" "What the fuck?" "[distant gunfire] [gunfire approaching]" "[intense drum-heavy music ♪]" "[automatic gunfire]" "Cease fire!" "What the fuck is going on?" "!" "Where's Johnson?" "Jesus Christ, Johnson!" "Hey, what the fuck, man?" "Hatfield told me the cherry was a target." "I was trying to conceal myself to avoid detection, man." "Don't shit on my chest and call it a tuxedo." "Man, I'm going crazy out here." "I need to get out of this place." "Oh, you're going crazy?" "I'm fuckin' going crazy." "What the fuck is the matter with you?" "You think you got somewhere to go to survive?" "Somewhere you can hide?" "Somewhere you can be safe?" "This is their world now!" "And you've gotta fuckin' pull your shit together and start believing that, because that's the only way we're gonna be able to operate and engage them." "Do you fucking copy?" "And get that second hand piece of shit off your face, Trooper." "We need to protect ourselves against their pheromones." "What did you say?" "talking about the effects of the pheromones on humans." "I don't know what you're talking about." "But I need you to be operating at maximum efficiency." "Now take that fucking gas mask off." "That was just a scout." "There'll be more." "More?" "Like, how many more?" "Johnson, I don't want to see your face for the rest of the mission, okay?" "[rockets whistling] [explosions]" "They're going to be confused for a while." "We've got to redeploy, right now." "Johnson, help me move the Sergeant." "Leave him." "He'll slow us down." "We can't just leave him here." "They'll kill him." "You think leaving' him here will buy us some time?" "You talk about being soldiers, what's the point if we can't show some fucking compassion to one of our own?" "Doc." "Yeah, Sarge?" "[pained groaning]" "Sergeant?" "Can't save everyone, Doc." "Grab your gear." "Johnson, grab the box." "Let's move." "Sorry, Sergeant." "Thanks, Doc." "Fuck, this thing is heavy, man." "What do you guys got in here, anyway?" "Alien dicks." "Hundreds of 'em." "We're doin' a study on the alien reproductive system." "And it's crucial we get those dicks." "Hey, Leise, did you hear that?" "Voices?" "Yeah, you hear them too?" "[Leise whispers] Yeah." "Shh." "[ethereal, indistinct voices]" "[Baker groaning]" "What's going on?" "I'm fine, just..." "Take a break." "All right, five mikes, gentlemen." "[ethereal, indistinct voices]" "[phone ringing] [woman on phone] Hello?" "Tracy?" "Greg?" "Yeah, it's me." "It feels so good to hear your voice right now." "[man, in background] Who is it?" "Who was that?" "[Tracy] It's no one." "Where are you?" "I don't know." "Our chopper went down, I... [man, in background] Tracy, it's time to go." "Tracy, what's going on?" "Tracy, talk to me." "[Tracy] I..." "I hav..." "I have to go." "No, ah..." "Tracy, I just need to tell you that I'm sorry." "I'm sorry for the way we turned out." "I'm sorry I'm not there with you right now." "I'm scared, Tracy." "I... what's gonna happen to us out here." "I-I just need to hear that you'll wait for me." "I need to hear that you still love me." "[man, in background] Come on, honey." "We've got to go." "T-Tracy?" "[man screaming]" "No, aaah!" "Oh God!" "Aaahhh!" "[screaming continues]" "You wanted to buy some time?" "We should move." "[screaming continues]" "Oh, why?" "!" "Oh, God, aaaaah!" "[automatic weapons fire]" "Take cover!" "Hold the line!" " Keep your head down!" " Protect Johnson and the box!" "Bring it down." "Covering right." "Who's on the right?" "You stick with the box." "Anybody see anything?" "We got any visuals?" "No, nothing." "[overlapping voices] [alien weapons firing] [indistinct soldier chatter]" "Move forward towards the river!" " Forward and left." " Where the fuck are they?" "Johnson is gonna be our pivot." "Protect him." "Johnson, let's move!" "No, I don't want to get my head blown off." "Go!" "Move!" "Keep moving." "Push 'em back!" "Fuck." "Keep your head down." "Get up, Doc." "Keep shooting." "Don't stop, don't stop." "Come on!" " Let's go!" " Covering fire." "[overlapping voices]" "Push them back!" "Push them back." "Move." "Keep moving." "Go!" "Push 'em back." "Pour it on 'em." "Come on!" "Don't stop!" "We gotta go." "We gotta go right now." "Move up, move up." " Reload!" " Keep shooting, let's do it." "[indistinct yell]" "Keep your heads down!" " Move up!" " Covering fire." "Move your ass." "Come on, Johnson!" "Let's go, let's go." "Keep shooting, keep shooting." "Let's go." "Covering." "Keep moving, we gotta keep moving!" "Fuck, they're everywhere!" "Get over there, on the left." "Don't give me your bullshit, let's go!" "We gotta go!" "Move it, move it." "[rising ethereal voices drown out all other sounds]" "[voices cut out] [gunfire] [soldiers' chatter]" "We gotta make it to the river, let's go." "Where's Johnson?" "[intense, drum-heavy music ♪] [automatic gunfire]" "Cease fire, cease fire." "Why'd they stop shooting?" "Where the fuck is Johnson?" "Saw him go off in the woods, like three o'clock, over there." "I thought he was right behind me." "He's got the box." "We gotta find him two minutes ago." " Let's go!" " He's probably stoned." "Get out of here." "[indistinct, ethereal voices]" "[gentle hiss]" "[dramatic arrangement ♪]" "[voices continue] [♪]" "Over here." "Doc, you gotta help me, man." "Help you with what?" "This thing." "It's the key to saving us, to saving everyone." "What is that thing?" "Look, you gotta trust me, man." "I overheard them talking." "It's not what they'll tell you it is." "The EVAC isn't for us." "It's for this." "Put the system down." "You have no idea what you're holding." "I do." "It communicated with you?" "Yes." "And you were there." " And you." " Where?" "You were there too, at Omega Day." "You two were there on Omega Day, when the ship crashed into the ocean." "You killed them." "What's he talking about?" "I have no idea." "Don't move." "Whoa." "Nobody moves until we sort this out." "Why would he make something like this up?" "I don't know." "This is all very sensitive shit we're dealing with, here." "Fuck it." "What is that thing?" "It's their mind." "Yes." "And we need to give it back to them." "No, we need to keep it intact, and secure it at HQ." "No, if we give it back, they'll let us go." "Johnson." "Give it to me until we sort this out." "I can't authorize that, Doc." "It's already compromised Johnson, and I will not let it happen to my only medic." "They were there." "Th-th-the aliens weren't the ones that were hostile." "We were." "They killed them." "We wanted their weapons and their technolo..." "Ah!" "[grunts]" "[rising bell tone ♪] [heavy breathing]" "Omega Day." "Johnson was telling the truth." "The truth?" "Is that what you saw?" "Yes." "And you believed it?" "I don't know." "You wanna know what I saw when I first touched it?" "Don't come any closer." "I saw my fuckin' death." "I saw my fuckin' life end at the hands of one of those fucks." "The last thing I saw was my face reflecting in its eyes before it crushed the life out of me." "Was that the truth?" "Maybe." "You want to know what that thing is that you're holding?" "It's a psychic database." "It affects the behavior and communication of the alien specimens." "It telepathically organizes and coordinates" "When are you gonna let him finger fuck it, now that you've told it's entire life-fucking-story." "What he's trying to articulate is that it's dangerous." "It has an effect on the human mind at a level we can't understand." "But to us, it's a key to their tactical and technological secrets." "If we have it, we control it." "If we had control, why'd we have to leave Mikusek behind?" "Why couldn't we use this thing to get the aliens to do what we want?" "You knew what was gonna happen to him, brain or no brain." "We didn't have to leave him to die." "It was a tough call, sure." "You made the wrong one." "Nobody chose this." "Nobody chose to have those things and destroy everything you'd loved and cherished." "They took everything." "When they came and ripped apart everything you loved..." "When the forces found you in whatever piece of shit hole they found you in and taught you how to be a soldier..." "There is no choice, no control, no fate in this world anymore." "Only sacrifice." "Then why don't you just give up and kill yourself?" "We have hope." "We're out here fighting right now because we do have choice." "taking responsibility for your actions." "I know you still believe that." "You're just making excuses for all the bullshit you've done in your life." "Like leaving the Sergeant." "Do me." "Is that what you fuckin' want?" "Do me." "Do me!" "[groan] [gunshot]" "[gunshot]" "Sweaty?" "[pained groans]" "It showed me my wife." "The war was over, we were happy." "It lied." "Get the system." "[growling]" "[distant low growl]" "[ethereal, indistinct voices]" "[gunshot] [alien screeching]" "Everybody follow me." "[weapon locking] [thump] [weapon locking] [thump] [weapon locking] [thump]" "[alien shriek]" "Go!" "[distant alien howl]" "Thanks, Doc." "We gotta move, now." "[various alien sounds, distant]" "All right." "Lock down your gear." "We don't want anything floating down the river." "Two mikes." "Hopefully they lose our sight." "[water running]" "Gotta keep my carb intake." "How's it going, Doc?" "Not bad." "Ready for this to be over with." "No doubt, man." "This shit's hard." "Yeah, I know." "you didn't choose this life like I did." "I chose this so people like you didn't have to." "Plus, my parents told me to pay rent or get out." "The point is, I stuck with it though." "And when all this shit is over and done with, and I'm still doing what I do, people like you can go home." "It'll work out." "you're a good kid." "[sigh]" "Just keep your powder dry." "I got your six." "Well, I guess we should stop sucking each other's dicks and get this Charlie Foxtrot on the road." "What do you say?" "Sounds good." "[splash]" "Cold, Doc?" "I'm good." "[sloshing]" "Shit." "They beat us here." "This place is gonna be swarming with squids." "They haven't found us yet." "Where's the LZ?" "Best bet is beyond those trees, right over there." "The sun's gonna be coming up in about 20 mikes." "So are our choppers." "Well?" "What are we waiting for?" "[ambient electric guitar ♪]" "[automatic gunfire]" "Contact right!" "What do you see?" "What do you see?" "Talk to me, what do you see?" " Anybody got a visual?" " I don't see anything." "Five hundred meters up." "You got a target?" "Copy." "Keep moving down, we gotta make the LZ right now." " Moving left." " I'll cover ya." "Go." "Stay low." "Anybody got anything?" "They're movin' right." "Movin' left." "Fuck, they're trying to get around us." "Four Eyes, bring it up." "Come on." "Cover me, Doc." "Cover Hatfield." "Contact front." "[indistinct vocalization]" "Reloading, reloading." "Covering." "Four Eyes on me, let's go!" "Go, go." "Get up there, Doc." "Go." "Spread out on the line." " On my left." " Contact!" "What do you got?" "What do you got?" "Down." "What do you see?" "Anybody see anything?" "Duck your head down." "Keep firing!" "They're trying to suppress." "[Baker yelling]" "Baker, go!" "Keep moving." "Come on." "Get up there, Doc." "Lay down cover fire for Hatfield and Baker." "Four Eyes, on that hill." "Get on those logs." "On the left, on the left." "They're trying to get around us." "Bring it up." " Reloading!" " Reload on the flank." "Reloading, reloading!" "Coming up." "Contact here." "Fuck." "Get your heads down!" "They're surrounding us." " Fuck." " Keep shooting!" "Keep shooting!" "Hatfield, kill the system!" "Do it!" "Keep shooting!" "Keep firing!" "Keep up that suppressing fire." "Keep firing, you pieces of shit!" "[pained yell]" "Don't stop, boys." "Don't stop." "Hurry!" "We got a chopper, boys." "We got a chopper." "Stay low." "Move to the LZ, let's go!" "[automatic gunfire]" "Hatfield, we're coming on your left." "Reloading." "Any time you're ready." "Contact front, contact front." "Two targets, moving left." "See 'em." "Don't let 'em get around it." "Let's go." "[gunfire, explosions]" "Ah!" "Aah!" "[shouts of pain]" "Sweaty... [pained yelling] Sweaty, Sweaty!" "Sweaty, are you okay?" "Are you okay?" "They're trying to get around us, we gotta move!" "Can you walk?" " I don't know." " Come on." " Come on." " Contact up front." "[agonized yelling]" "I think my leg is broken." "Fuck." "Oh, God." "Okay, come on." "I'll carry you." "No, Doc, no." "We gotta go now!" "I'll only slow you down, and I really don't want to be your meat shield." "The LZ is right there, we can make it." "No, fuck it." "This is one of those choices, man." "I've gotta make it for myself." "Hatfield, take 'em out, man!" " Go!" " Let's go, Doc." "Let's go." "Fuck off!" "Go." " Move it, move it!" " Fucking go!" "Go!" "Fuck." "Two up here." "Cover me, I'm moving up." "Cover me!" " I'm surrounded!" " They're moving in on the right, moving in on the right." "You look over there, Doc." "That's your job, Doc." "You keep on it." "I'm movin' up, all right?" "[dramatic music ♪] [gunfire] [grunt]" "Hatfield, hold position!" "[yelling]" "Get down, Hatfield!" "I'm coming back, cover me!" "[♪] [gunfire] [gunshot]" "[indistinct vocalization]" "[automatic weapon fire]" "[♪] [gunshots]" "[struggling]" "[choking sounds]" "[yelling]" "Fuck you!" "Die!" " Go!" " Fuck off!" "Fuck you!" "Move!" "[somber music ♪] [gunfire]" "Go, go, go, go, go!" "[♪] [battle continues]" "[indistinct soldier chatter]" "Get on board, get on board." "Get on board, get on board, go!" "Take off, take off!" "Leise, come on!" "Fuck, get 'em out of here." "Go!" "Take off!" "[♪]" "[♪] [music fades]" "[♪ Shaela Miller: "Lonely"]"