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(foreboding music)

(explosion roars)

(somber music)

- [Narrator] By the year 4039,

Earth was a scarred and desolate battlefield.

Hordes of armored robots created by man

in the previous century were sweeping the planet,

brutally destroying everything in their path

and threatening mankind with extinction.

One city attempted to escape their onslaught

by unraveling the secrets of time

and traveling back in a desperate search for a safer age.

They succeeded and time was their friend,

until the arrival yet again of their relentless enemy.

(ominous music)

(thunder claps)

(barrier hums)

- [Announcer] Search can resume.

Negative contact.

Search can resume.

Negative contact.

Search can resume.

Negative contact.

Search can resume.

(suspenseful music)

(robot breathes heavily)

(lighter flicks)

- Put that out.

- I'm going nuts!

- You know the orders. No lights.

(footsteps clunk)

- Christ!

Look!

- [Soldier] Communicator!

(laser fires)

(scanner pings)

- My god they're coming again! - Outpost Five!

Outpost Five, come in!

(explosions roar) (lasers fire)

(troopers groan)

(explosions roar) (lasers fire)

(troopers scream) (lasers fire)

(explosion roars)

(barrier zaps)

(doors hiss)

(siren wails)

- What the hell's going on in here, Smith?

We're taking hits on the city now, for Christ's sake.

Can't you hold a defense perimeter?

I've got a repair crew out there and Ballard's with 'em,

in case you might've forgotten, what about them?

- If we don't hold the Jen-Diki, it's all over anyway.

- You've been given a job to do, Smith.

Now do it!

(missiles whistle)

(explosion roars)

(missile thumps)

(gun fires)

(robot clunks)

- Now to extract your black heart.

(electronics crackle)

(alarm wails)

- Break comm-link silence. Order Ballard to return.

That's immediate.

Well, do it!

- City to Rockpool Sector Three.

Ballard, wrap it up and bring them in.

Bridge order effective immediately.

- Rockpool Sector Three to City.

- No!

Enemy's got our position now.

Who's the incompetent running this operation?

- It was a bridge order. - I don't give a shit!

That ends tonight's broadcast. Now let's move!

- [Announcer] Prepare for convergence, Sector 5 Perimeter.

Repeat, Sector 5 Perimeter.

- What did you do?

- Nothing.

(distant explosions thump) (fire crackles)

(distant lasers fire)

- Now listen!

If we don't break through, we're all dead,

so don't screw it up!

Let's get these tin cans.

Go! Go!

(explosions roar) (lasers fire)

(trooper groans)

(lasers fire)

Wait here!

Dino, Olly, Ivan! Up and cover!

Turn it around!

Pick it up!

There's home!

Fall back!

- [Trooper] Come on! Come on!

- We're coming in now. Stand by to make the spin.

- Power cells aren't anywhere near charged! Now we're done.

- Bullshit.

(troopers yell) (lasers fire)

- Watch out! Get in there!

(lasers fire) (troopers yell)

(steam hisses)

That's it! Let's spin!

- Get me the power engineer.

Listen, you dickless amateur.

- [Announcer] Attention: City approaching time travel mode.

Reading unauthorized humanoid presence.

Proximity in apex is 42776, Sector 5.

- Spin, damn it!

(explosions roar) (dramatic music)

(lasers fire)

(troopers yell) (lasers fire)

Dino!

Back!

Go! Go!

- Spin, damn it! Spin!

Get up out of there!

- Losing ground! Get back! (groans)

- [Ballard] Regroup on Level 5!

We're all finished if we don't go now!

(trooper screams) (lasers fire)

Move along! Move along!

Go!

They're inside the leg and you arseholes are still debating!

- Make the spin!

- Order them to hold! We must have half power!

- Shut up!

(lasers fire)

(trooper screams)

(lasers fire)

- Blow the escape hatch brace!

(explosion crackles)

- You can't use that in here! - Watch me.

- We're dead if we stay.

- Eat this.

(explosions roar)

(electronic humming)

(wind blows)

(insects buzz)

(car approaches)

- It's stuck.

(chuckles)

- Well, if you say so, then I guess it is.

I reckon you'll need a lift. - Oh, I reckon I will.

- Where are you headed? - Oh, a few miles.

Next town.

Midas.

Pretty fancy equipment.

- (chuckles) I bet you say that to all the girls.

{man chuckles)

- Don't see that kind of gear much these days.

Geologist stuff. - Done some mining, have you?

- Oh, this used to be gold country.

I've done my share of prospecting.

So, uh, geologist...

(Annie chuckles)

What're you doing out here?

- I guess you know a place called Storm Valley?

- What about it?

- Well, the minerals boys reckon it's a bit of a mystery.

So, how do you get to it?

- No gold out there.

- I'm not looking for gold. - No gold.

(electronic humming)

(steam hisses)

(explosion roars)

(electronics crackle)

- [Engineer] Burning! Get a repair pod quick!

- [Engineer] This way! Bring the rest of them over here!

- Where are we, Smith?

- Traveling back down the line.

- Damn it! Why can't anyone do anything right?

- [Announcer] All drive systems now functional.

4008 traveling.

4003 traveling.

- If we hadn't slowed down, we'd have burnt up.

(muffled announcement)

(muffled announcement)

- [Announcer] There is no cause for alarm.

I repeat, climatic control is being reestablished

to a comfortable 72 degrees.

- What's your name, trooper?

- Petra.

- You already know my name, right?

A lot of my people are out there,

face-down in the mud because of what you did.

- I hardly think that I'm responsible-

- [Ballard] And you could've got us all killed.

(Petra sighs)

- I'm sorry. I was glad you were there, that's all.

- I'm not concerned with making people glad to see me.

- Congratulations, then. You're a big success.

- [Announcer] I repeat, climatic control is being

reestablished to a comfortable 72 degrees.

- [Computer] Terminal A-38 is now active.

Hello, Ballard, I'm sorry to bother you,

but I've received an urgent message from the Committee.

- [Ballard] Okay, what is it?

- [Computer] They are demanding a complete explanation

regarding the loss of the Sector 5 support leg number 4771.

I'd say you're in big trouble.

- [Ballard] Thanks a lot.

(whooshing)

- [Computer] Allow me to summarize.

We know they call themselves Jen-Diki.

They are apparently, like us,

survivors of the last Great Neutron Wars.

They buried themselves deep underground

to protect themselves from the aftermath.

Centuries of living in near-darkness explains

their low tolerance to normal light levels.

And we know they're cyborgs.

Part machine, part human.

(eerie music)

- This is not a skirmish.

It is the whole war.

The city must be taken.

We must have the city.

Every man, woman and child must be killed!

Form the trial, follow the city, kill them all!

- [Annie] This has to be Midas.

- [Prospector] Where the streets are paved with gold.

- [Annie] Looks friendly enough.

(door creaks)

- Hey, have a look at that!

Wow! (men wolf whistle)

- Listen, I warned you jokers about that before.

- [Man] Shut up, you. We know you're hanging out.

{man laughs)

- Are they what you're worried about?

- How you been, Jake?

Long time no see.

- I've been prospecting.

- Looks like you struck somethin'.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

- Fill it up, please.

- [Mechanic] Huh? What is it?

- [Sheriff] Look at that.

- Thanks for the ride.

- Any time. Maybe see you around.

- Jeez, I'd rather be under her than this bloody truck.

- Right there, Jake.

Over here.

Who's the tart?

- She gave me a lift, Roy.

She's gonna be working round here for a while.

Geologist or something.

- Oh, she is, is she? We'll see about that.

- Oh, give her a break, Roy.

- I'm going for a leak now, Jake.

When I get back, you'll be gone, eh?

(distant rumbling)

(suspenseful music)

(rumbling) (wind blows)

(electricity zaps)

(groans)

(Jake laughs)

What the bloody hell's going on here?

No chance in this town!

Where you hidin', you dead bastards!

(bulbs shatter)

(gun fires)

You mongrel!

Where'd you go?

- No, no! Hang on, Roy!

I'm your mate, remember? No, no!

(fly zips)

(footsteps approach)

- I don't like you.

I don't wanna ever see you around here again.

Clear?

- [Annie] Very.

(engine roars)

- It's comin' again. Ain't it, mate?

- This time, Jake, keep your bloody mouth shut.

(electronic humming)

(whooshing)

- Perhaps first you might tell the Committee

why you felt it necessary to cripple the city.

- You can't just explain that away.

If we tried to put down now if there was an emergency,

I shudder to think what would happen.

- If Ballard hadn't done what he did,

we'd still be back there with our throats torn out.

Now, a new leg could be made.

In fact, I hope one is actually being made?

- Ellison?

- Three weeks. I don't know, I'll get back to you on that.

- What I want to know is where do they come from?

- These things have ambushed us five times now

and each time, we lose more people, sustain more damage!

We have to think of the city. It is our responsibility!

- I've got something to say. - It had better be good.

- I know where they come from, and I know what they want.

- [Woman] It's disgusting.

- These look like medallions, ornaments.

In fact, they're a communications device.

The heart of the beast.

They were human once, but now they're more machine.

Zuryk, the leader of the Jen-Diki.

They track our every move in time.

They use a triangular force field of immense power,

burst through time and wait for us to appear.

We've always thought we were

the only living beings left on the planet.

Well, I've got news for you.

We weren't.

- No. - That's not true.

- Everyone knows we're the last city left-

- A dozen cities could've survived the poisons, the wars,

even gone on the line like we did.

We'll never know,

because the Jen-Diki are raiders of cities.

- You mean pirates?

- Surely not. - I was right!

- And what do they want?

- Power.

Shelter.

The city and everything in it.

- What you're saying is that there's no hope? We're doomed?

- No. We fight them. - What with?

It's three centuries since the city had a real army!

Needed one.

Sidearms and a handful of pulse guns

won't stop these things.

- The classic male answer to everything.

Pick up guns and kill one another.

- These aren't plumbers you can bribe to get your bathroom

fixed overnight, lady, they kill to live.

- So what exactly are you suggesting, Mr. Ballard?

- Stand and fight.

Sure, we need neutron cannons like in the old days,

but we'll go with what we have.

We don't have a choice.

Do we?

(ominous music)

(water babbles)

(insects buzz)

(peaceful music)

(eerie music)

(camera shutter clicks)

(muffled announcement)

- Hold on! You can't take those.

- Why not?

- You don't know anything, do you?

20th century only had steel.

Plain steel.

Avoid contact with the locals.

Let the Cultural Officer make all the arrangements.

(door hisses)

- No.

- Petra's our 20th century expert.

- Expert! - She goes.

That's from the Committee.

- I don't like it any better than you do.

- Here. Take this.

- What is it?

- Money.

(steam hisses)

- He's a throwback. A neanderthal.

- If it were up to me, the Committee bought his scheme,

let him try to make it work, then choke on it.

- Ballard, my friend!

Going somewhere?

- A little trip.

You know Dr. Sun-Wah. Wisest man in the city.

- Forgive him! He had a crude upbringing.

- Right here, since I was a kid hoarding this place.

You were my education. - Unfortunately.

Master craftsman cannot forge sharp sword from poor steel!

- Hah.

- Let's get on with it!

(crickets chirp)

(eerie music)

(distant thunder claps)

{machinery hums)

(steam hisses)

(swelling electronic tones)

- The arm bands!

Only trigger them at the very last possible moment!

- Mr. Smith, stand back, please!

Unless you wish to join your ancestors in the past.

(swelling electronic tones)

- Just so we understand each other, mister.

The moment that circuit closes, I'm in charge.

- The hell you are!

(whooshing)

(droning didgeridoo music)

(whooshing)

(droning didgeridoo music)

(distant rumbling)

- The Time Guardian.

They're moving again.

(rumbling) (water bubbles)

- G'day, misses.

- Where is your clan? - Nobody else. Only us.

- Well, what about the ritual?

- Still got the spear.

We could do it right now, if you'd like.

Cut hand and my blood.

Are you expecting trouble?

- Oh, people like him always expect the worst.

(armband chirps)

- And we're usually right.

(suspenseful music)

They must've tracked us.

Come on, we've gotta find the spheres.

(rumbling)

- Our time has come.

Prime the time spheres.

Stand by to break through.

(whooshing and crackling) (rumbling)

(electricity crackles)

(whooshing)

- Holy Jesus.

(thunder claps)

- Come on! They're coming through!

Push it over!

(laser fires) (man groans)

(Petra groans)

(laser fires) (Jen-Diki groans)

- Help him!

(whooshing)

(trucker screams) (explosion roars)

(zapping)

- Something's happened!

- It's moving!

- They have broken the field.

(crackling)

(tense music)

(rumbling)

(explosions roar) (debris whistles)

- [Ballard] I think we stopped most of 'em.

How bad is it?

- Pretty stupid, huh? - Yeah.

But thanks.

Danny?

Take her back to the pool. Stay with her, all right?

(electronics crackle)

- Regroup underground and wait for night.

Set the sentries.

(electronics crackle)

(suspenseful music)

- [Jen-Diki] Help, please!

(sobs)

(sobs)

Help!

(Jen-Diki breathes heavily)

(Annie moans)

- Don't make a sound,

and I won't hurt you.

Quiet, please.

(Jen-Diki breathes heavily)

- Let go of me!

What was that? - It's a bit hard to explain.

- It looked like- - Take it easy.

- Who the hell are you?

- My name's Ballard, sorry.

- Keep away from me. - Look, it's all right.

I'm trying to protect you.

- How do I know that? I'm getting out of here.

- Not such a good idea.

You're a lot safer with me.

- Really?

- Really.

Come on, let's go. I've got a friend up there who's injured.

And I could use some help.

- [Annie] What do you want me to do?

- Know anything about healing?

(birds squawk)

(Petra winces)

- Boost it a bit, please.

- What?

- [Petra] (sighs) The red button.

Press it down for a count of three.

(faint electronic humming)

- What happened to you?

- Jen-Diki ambush.

Who are you?

Where's Ballard?

(groans)

He must be loving this.

- That thing was a Jen-Diki?

- How is she?

- She ought to see a doctor.

- We can't draw attention to ourselves.

- You've hardly blended into the landscape, have you?

If you want me to help you,

you're gonna have to tell me what's going on.

And you can start with that bangle.

- What? - The armband thing.

When I pressed the button, it put her to sleep.

- It does a lot more than that.

- Tell her, Ballard.

Tell her! We're gonna need her.

- Okay.

I need to get hold of an earth transposer.

- A what?

- He means an earth mover.

He doesn't know much about this century, does he?

- An earth mover?

Well, there might be one in Midas.

- Can you take me there?

Please?

- Yeah. Sure, I can take you.

But after that, you're on your own.

- Okay. Let's go.

I'll be back as fast as I can.

- So you still haven't told me anything.

- You'll find it hard to believe.

- Try me.

- What's your name?

- Annie.

- All right, Annie.

I come from the future.

From a city that travels in time.

And we can choose what timezone we want to appear in.

- You're right. This is gonna be very hard to believe.

- All right, then forget it. Just take me to town.

- Hang on! I wanna hear more!

- What's the point? - Oh, come on!

You've gotta admit that's a fair bit to swallow.

Where is this city?

- Right now it should be around the end of the 32nd century.

It's coming back in time.

- Back to where?

- Here. It'll arrive in the valley tomorrow night.

- [Annie] So how come you're not on it?

- [Ballard] We were sent ahead.

We've got some repair work to do.

- [Annie] With an earth transposer, right?

- [Ballard] Mm.

One of the support legs of the city was damaged

in a battle with the Jen-Diki.

I've gotta build a rock mound to prop it up.

- [Annie] That's a hell of a story.

- [Ballard] Yeah, it is.

Will you help me?

- I'm thinking about it.

The first page.

Does the city look something like that?

- Where did you get this?

- So you have been here before.

- Answer me! - Calm down!

I made the drawing from some rock paintings.

Some very old rock paintings.

Did you think I was a spy or something? (chuckles)

You've been reading too much science fiction.

- Too much what?

Sorry I gave you a fright this morning.

- [Annie] So am I.

- [Ballard] The Jen-Diki might have heard us.

- Where are they now? - Underground.

We'll be safe till after dark. They're light sensitive.

- These Jen-Diki,

are they human?

- Only by a stretch of the imagination.

- And what about you? Are you human?

- Back up the line, they're still discussing that.

What's this?

(insects buzz)

- [Annie] Oh, god.

- [Ballard] He's dead. Electrocution.

- Well, we'll have to take him with us and hand him in.

- Who to?

- The police, I suppose.

- Shit.

(suspenseful music)

Well, come on then. Give us a hand.

- Yeah, all right.

(dog barks)

(car approaches)

(car starts)

(siren wails)

Don't!

(insects buzz)

- Bloody hell!

Counihan!

- Listen, it's not what you think.

- One move from you, shit for brains, and I'll splatter-

- [Annie] Hey, wait a minute! This is getting-

- That goes for you, too.

(thuds) (groans)

(gun cocks) (whines)

- Be very careful, son.

I'm a nervous kind of fellow at the best of times.

(Roy groans)

You ain't gonna give me any of that kung-fu shit,

are you, son?

- Never crossed my mind.

- Sweet.

- Look in the back, Ernie. - Old mate of yours, eh, Roy?

I think we better go inside and get this down on paper.

- What do you want me to do about him?

- You knew him better than me, Roy!

Name of deceased.

Counihan.

Wally.

(bag zips)

- Cheap bastard.

(pulsing electronic tones)

- So where is he?

Gonna have to bury him fast, this time of year.

(typewriter clacks)

(chair creaks)

- I've got nothing to hold you on.

Get out.

(Annie chuckles)

- You, you jackass.

You made out you ran this town.

You couldn't run a hot bath.

(car starts)

(car door slams)

- Didn't think you'd let them go, Sarge.

- They're not going anywhere, Roy.

I've just got 'em on a longer leash.

(Roy chuckles)

- I'll get what you need.

Wait there.

And keep your hands off the locals, okay?

- Whatever you say.

Annie.

(rooster crows)

(electronic humming)

(whooshing)

- [Man] Your damn Committee wants the whole plan

to fall down, that's why-

- The Committee accepted the plan which was put to it!

Under article 14- - Article bullshit!

You know as well as I do, we should be down there with him!

- Look, it's a low-profile operation.

They don't want a dozen flatfooted troopers-

- We're trying to fight Jen-Diki!

What if something goes wrong? - Oh, nothing will go wrong!

We're relying on standard-

- You're relying on luck, Smith.

- Now listen here, trooper! You're out of line on this!

Any more and you'll find yourself on a disciplinary charge!

- I wouldn't give you the pleasure.

- That's an earth mover? - It'll do the job.

I'll do the talking.

- [Ballard] No, I will.

- Have it your way.

Ballard?

You have to tell me.

What really happens when the city lands?

(suspenseful music)

I want an answer.

You're getting ready to fight these Jen-Diki.

What happens to us?

The town?

- There's gonna be battle, out there, soon.

Maybe here, too.

And it could alter history.

That's the future, as well as the past.

Listen.

It's what happens now that shapes history. What we do.

(wind blows)

- We're closed.

- Got an urgent job for that.

Thought we could do a deal.

- What sort of deal? We're talking big bucks here.

You got big bucks?

- [Ballard] How much?

- Depends. How long you want it?

- [Ballard] Two days.

- Two days. 2,000.

Take it or leave it.

- 2,0007? All right.

But I don't have it just now.

I can give it to you the day after tomorrow.

- [Man] What happens then?

- Some friends of mine arrive.

You can trust me.

(man giggles)

- 2,000 is it?

Day after tomorrow?

You take credit cards, don't you?

- Cash.

(glass shatters)

(groans)

(door creaks)

- [Ballard] Changed your mind?

(dramatic electronic music) (horn blares)

How am I doing, Annie?

(Roy sniffs)

(pulsing electronic tones)

(low-pitched humming) (pulsing electronic tones)

(low-pitched humming) (pulsing electronic tones)

(high-pitched electronic chirps)

(Roy gasps)

(Roy screams)

(pulsing electronic tones) (whooshing)

(glass shatters)

(fire crackles) (crickets chirp)

- I can't sleep. My head's too full.

You can get some rest. I'll stay here and watch.

- No.

I want to be ready if they come.

But I don't think we'll see them tonight.

How's Petra?

- She's talking in her sleep.

Sounds like she's having an argument

with a guy called Smith, I think.

- (chuckles) That's a good sign. I think she's healing.

- Tell me more, Ballard.

- About the city? - Yeah.

- You'd be amazed.

The technology's enormous.

We've got powers your time only dreams about.

- No.

I mean the people.

Are they different?

- They still fight and squabble.

And try very hard to outdo each other.

I guess they're not very different.

- And what about men and women?

- They fall in and out of love.

Marry and divorce.

Argue over the children.

What?

- (chuckles) I'm pleased.

- Why?

- I guess you people are human after all.

(dramatic electronic music)

(rocks clatter)

- Is he still at it? - Uh-huh.

- He never stops. (Annie chuckles)

- I learned that the hard way.

You'd have to say he's a bit heavy-handed.

- Well, the men where I come from are not much of a bargain.

- They're not much better here.

- Ballard's about the best of 'em.

Unfortunately, he also knows this.

- So tell me something about him.

You must've done some homework.

- Well, let's see.

The city picked him up early in the fourth millennium.

He was, what do you call it? A feral child?

Living with a band of nomads.

His parents, family, wiped out.

One of the city's engineers brought him up.

Dr. Sun. He's one of the best.

He's never been one of us, really.

It's a shame.

Is there any more of that? - Yeah, sure.

- He needs your help. With this, you can give it to him.

- But you need it.

Besides, I don't know anything about how to use it.

- I'll show you. It's not much.

We just like to make it sound complicated.

(armband pings)

(chuckles)

(electronic humming)

(whooshing)

- Tell me the truth, Sun.

Do you think the city will hold together until we spin down?

- It has held for 500 years.

And it will hold for another day.

Only, I ask, has anything been heard from Ballard?

- That's none of your concern!

- No, no, we haven't, but we didn't expect to.

But...

Thank you, Sun.

- [Ballard] When this is set up that's as much as we can do.

- Great.

(sighs)

I'm going for a swim!

You're going to jump in and save me

when this thing electrocutes me, aren't you?

(warm orchestral music)

(water splashes)

What's your world like, Ballard?

What do you do with yourself when you're off duty?

- You'll have to wait and see.

- [Annie] Ballard?

- Rafferty!

Tucker, have you seen Rafferty?

- Not since this mornin', Sarge.

- Don't slack off.

(dog barks)

(keys clink)

(switch clicks)

(birds tweet)

- [Ballard] Hi.

- Been swimming?

Did you learn something about the 20th century?

- Hm.

Right now, I should be thinking about getting us home.

- Hm. She'll get you there.

- We'll all get each other there.

(weapon hums)

- What is it?

- Something's wrong. Charge pack's losing power.

We're gonna need a backup, something with punch.

- A gun?

I know where we can find one.

(car approaches)

Not there.

(gun cocks)

Ah, right.

These guys, they always have one.

- Hm.

- [Annie] Oh, ammo!

- This what you want? Get 'em up!

Something to remember, eh?

Scum always rises to the surface.

All you gotta do is be patient

and scoop it up.

{machinery hums)

(switches click)

- Bridge.

Oh, what do you want?

- [Sun] I want to speak to the boss. It is very important!

- He's busy. We're all busy! - You must listen!

The city we have to fight. There is a way we can overcome!

- Sure there is. You can let us get on with our jobs.

- We have the power! It is in the timeline!

The power that drives us can defeat them!

- In the timeline? Are you mad?

- Listen! The beam accelerator controls the power.

If we can remove it from the line...

- Listen, old man.

The best brains in the city are working on this.

Do you expect me to listen to some bullshit theory?

Oh, I haven't time for this nonsense.

If you're so convinced, you get it out.

(computer chimes)

-I can try.

(engine roars)

(gate clangs)

- You frisked the girl?

- No.

- Then get into it.

(keys clink)

- You'll be all right, love.

(Annie grunts)

Hey, Sarge!

Look at this!

Fancy-lookin' bugger.

- Take it off, girlie.

- She can't!

Leave it!

(bars clang)

- Bring her over here.

- No!

She doesn't know how to remove it.

- Then you take it off.

- Ballard, don't do it.

(keys clink)

(Ernie chuckles)

- I don't have a choice.

(armband chimes)

- Now yours.

(bars clang)

(steam hisses) (rumbling)

- [Sun] No!

(door hisses)

(door hisses)

(electronic humming)

- What are these things, son?

- [Ballard] You wouldn't understand, McCarthy.

Just leave it alone. - Oh, take a rest.

- [Ballard] If you screw up the settings on those armbands,

your damn town's gonna end up being history.

- [Ernie] Now, now.

- You don't know what you're doing!

- Is that so?

(armband bleeps) (ominous music)

- [Ballard] Shit!

- Ballard!

The Time Guardian who has run out of time.

(zapping)

(Jen-Diki breathe heavily)

(Sun sighs)

J Lost my girl J

J She's gone away J

J And I don't know ♪

J What I'm gonna do today [

(hums melodically)

Hm?

(dog barks)

(distant clunks and creaks)

(dog whines)

(heavy thuds) (dog whines)

(tense music from TV) (pants)

(phone rings)

- McCarthy. - Sarge, it's me, Wayne!

I'm at the yard, help me! There's somebody... (screams)

(ominous music) (Jen-Diki breathe heavily)

- Have you got anything to tell me?

- Give me those armbands and I might be able to save you.

- Oh, don't do me any favors, son.

(gun cocks)

(hissing)

(thud)

(armband bleeps)

(keys clink)

(dramatic music) (Annie screams)

(glass shatters) (Annie gasps)

(Annie gasps)

(thud)

- That way! Get out if you can!

Go!

(glass shatters)

(Jen-Diki breathes heavily)

(door clatters)

- Wayne?

You there?

(Annie grunts)

(thuds) (door clatters)

(footsteps clunk)

- [Ballard] Damn it.

(bars creak)

(gun cocks)

(gun clicks)

(screeching electronic tones)

(clattering)

(gun fires)

(gun fires rapidly) (bullets ricochet)

(Jen-Diki groans)

(body clunks)

- Wayne?

Holy shit.

(glass shatters) (clattering)

(flames roar)

(explosion roars)

(flames crackle)

Jesus Christ!

(flames crackle)

(Jen-Diki groans)

(body clunks)

(Annie gasps)

- Let's get out of here!

- [Ernie] Freeze!

- Get down!

(gun fires)

- Not a move! (gun cocks)

(grunts) (groans)

(thuds) (groans)

- Remember me, McCarthy?

You wouldn't bloody listen, would ya?

Now watch your town burn.

(Ernie groans)

- We'll take this. - Are you all right?

- Yeah.

(Jen-Diki breathes heavily) (footsteps clunk)

- Knock it over.

(laser fires)

(metal clangs)

(lasers fire rapidly)

(explosions roar) (debris whistles)

(crickets chirp) (water babbles)

- Petra?

- Over here.

You're cutting it pretty close.

I thought you'd decided to stay.

- No way. - How do you feel?

Do you think you can make it? - Sure.

(wind blows)

We have to be down there when the city stops.

{(warm music)

- Annie.

When the city lands, the Jen-Diki will attack in force.

Now, we fought a few of them off, but this time-

- Ballard.

- Look.

All I'm saying is this is your last chance to go back.

- Ballard, I know what you're saying.

I'm coming.

- For more than 500 years,

this city has been our mother.

It is not just our fate that lies in the balance,

but that of all humanity.

(siren wails)

(door hisses)

(steel scrapes)

(Jen-Diki breathe heavily) (footsteps clunk)

(ominous music)

(thunder claps)

(laser fires) (Annie screams)

- No!

(laser fires)

(Jen-Diki breathes heavily)

(laser fires)

(Annie screams)

(lasers fire)

(bones crunch) (Petra groans)

(metal creaks)

(bones crunch) (Petra groans)

- Oh, no!

- Petra.

(explosion thumps)

- Move, move, move it!

(lasers fire and ricochet)

Ballard!

- Ballard!

You're next, Guardian!

Nothing can stop us!

- It's not over yet.

- Hey, boss!

Welcome back.

Are you all right, boss?

Come on back, come on back.

Fall back! Olly, Gracie, fall back!

- [Trooper] Come on! Come on, move!

(dramatic music) (lasers fire and ricochet)

(trooper groans)

- Victory is ours!

(lasers fire)

- How do we stand, Ivan?

- Not good. We are outnumbered.

(lasers fire)

Here. Take this.

- Round here. - Ballard!

My son.

- Sun!

Oh, no.

You old fool.

Let's get him inside! - Ballard.

Listen to me.

The city needs you.

- What do you mean?

- Do you remember the stories I told you?

- Yes.

- Take the beam accelerator from the line.

Remember your training!

The test of courage!

- Take care of him, please.

Hang on, old man.

I'll be back.

(explosions roar) (lasers fire)

(dramatic music) (lasers fire)

(trooper groans)

(lasers fire)

(trooper groans)

(alarm buzzes)

(chair hums)

- They've broken through. The scanners are reporting.

They're in the city.

We're fully committed.

There are no more reserves.

(suspenseful music)

(door hisses)

(dramatic music) (lasers fire)

(trooper yells) (lasers fire)

(explosion roars)

(lasers fire)

(explosion roars)

(suspenseful music)

(laser fires)

(steam hisses) (footsteps clunk)

- At last, Guardian.

The city will be mine, but you won't live to see it.

(laser fires)

(laser fires)

(footsteps clunk)

(footsteps clunk)

(lasers ricochet)

(suspenseful music) (footsteps clunk)

(footsteps clunk)

(footsteps clunk)

(breathes heavily) (footsteps clunk)

It is over, Ballard.

(lasers fire)

(groans)

(grunts)

(body clunks)

- I reckon you need me, Ballard.

- Fall back! Fall back!

(explosion roars) (lasers fire)

(troopers scream)

(lasers fire) (explosions roar)

- Stop the fighting.

Stop the fighting now.

You can no longer win, Jen-Diki.

Zuryk is dead.

The war is over.

You've tracked us across the centuries to try to destroy us,

and take what we have.

It's the power of this city that you want.

Well, I'm here to give it to you.

You'll be trapped within its force forever.

Here's 500 years of power.

All at once.

(dramatic music) (swelling electronic tones)

(rumbling) (whooshing)

(flames crackle)

(somber music) (flames crackle)

(barrier hums)

(footsteps approach)

I thought I might find you here.

- Sometimes it seems like a dream.

Monsters, battles.

The city.

A week ago, I was a geologist out in the middle of nowhere.

You like it? I hear it's the latest thing.

(warm orchestral music)

- You look fabulous.

- [Woman] Commander Ballard, you're required on the bridge.

Respond please, Commander.

(Ballard sighs)

- They'll want a full report.

I should go.

- They can wait. Let the city run itself.

("This Time I Know")

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J Resides closed door J

J Every time J

J That I thought I knew J

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J I never stopped J

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J You'll never see J

J If you close your eyes

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J This time I know J

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