All language subtitles for Universal.Soldier.1992.2160p.HDR.JCVD.5.1-2.0.x265.10bit.Phun.Psyz

[sinister music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[shouting]

[Luc] Hey!

- [screams]
- Look at me.

Calm down. Calm down!

What happened to the others?

Look at me.

Fucking dead!

The whole fucking platoon!

- The Sarge totally lost it, went nuts.
- [soldier] What?

[soldier] Killed everyone!
Get off me! Let me go!

[soldier] They're all dead!
All fucking gone! You son of a bitch!

Let's get the fuck outta here!

[voice over radio]

Come on, man, let's move.

Move! Come on, man. Come on!

[sinister music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

[people crying and shouting]

[traditional music playing over radio]

[Luc] Sarge?

What the hell happened here?

[Andrew] They wouldn't listen.

The village was cleared.

These people are innocent.

They're all fucking traitors.

You turn around and they
stab you in the back.

Hey, Sarge?

My tour is up.

[Luc] I just want to go home.

Come on. Let's go home.

Let's go.

Just like the others.
You just want to leave.

[Andrew] Like none of this shit
ever happened?

It happened!

And it doesn't just go away.

You just can't walk away, do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

You're a traitor, too, aren't you...

Farm boy?

No.

Prove it.

[Andrew] Kill her!

Kill that mother fucking traitor.

That's an order!

[grunting and groaning]

[Luc] Get up. Come on!

Come on!

[Luc] Come on.

[shouts]

[pained shout]

Run!

[pained groan]

No!

[groans]

[distant sound of
helicopter blades whirring]

[pilot] Clear! You got four minutes!
Four minutes!

[pilot] Okay, now.

- [paramedic 1] Okay, next.
- [paramedic 2] Four more.

- [soldier 1] I mean, I can't find his tags.
- [soldier 2] Excuse me, sir.

[soldier 1] All right, here we go.

[soldier 1] What the-- Oh! Jesus Christ!

[soldier 2] Nice touch.

I'd hate to be the poor schmuck

who has to explain this shit
back home to Ma and Pa, huh?

Sir, how do we write this one up?

[soldier 2] I mean, what do we say
happened here?

Nothing. Nothing happened here at all.

MIA. We didn't find anyone.
Do you understand me?

What. They're gonna call this MIA?

Lincoln, this is Eagle. Come in.

I've got a code zebra. Can you copy?

Only a few hours ago. At least ten bodies.

Yes, sir.

- Pack them in ice.
- [soldier] We're moving out.

- Great.
- [helicopter blades whirring]

Ice.

[sinister music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[soldier] Let's move it, move it, move it!
Let's go, go, go!

[truck engine starts]

[decompressing]

[indistinct shouting]

[indistinct shouting]

[Garth] All right. How's the picture?

[Woodward] Pretty ugly.

Very funny. Very funny.

I need a ladder.

- Can you see me? How's my hair?
- [shy laugh]

Let's go.

- Somebody my size. Yeah.
- [Woodward over radio] Systems check.

Next.

How's the focus?

- [Woodward over radio] Next.
- Good. Let's go.

[Garth] Okay, brother, go.

All right, so we got them all.

We don't have much time.

- Position seven, status.
- They're bringing the next one out.

[Perry] Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

I'll have a statement for you
later on, okay? Thank you.

[xxx] Colonel,
they just killed another hostage.

- Current status.
- We can't even take one of them down.

They're all linked to an intercom system.

[sinister music playing]

[soldier] They're in the water.

Colonel. Where'd you drop them off?

About a mile and a half away.

Mile and a half? We got 13 minutes.

[car hooter honks]

[indistinct exclaim]

[officer] Hold on a minute. Hold on.

[Veronica] Hi. I'm with the press, CNA.
They're waiting for me right there.

Right through there.

- [Charles] I'm cancelling the remote.
- [Huey] Charles, will you relax?

We're supposed to go live in one minute.

He's gonna kill me.
He's absolutely gonna kill me.

[man] Look out.

- [man] Hey, where you going?
- See? There she is.

- I know. I'm running a little late.
- [Charles] A little?

Well, you know that traffic killed me.

- Veronica, we're live in 20.
- Twenty?

Where the hell were you?
I've been phoning your hotel for hours.

- Your mark?
- [Veronica] I got my mark.

Come on, come on, come on.

- [man] We're on the satellite.
- [Charles] Glasses.

[Huey] Glasses. Mike.

- Mike. Okay.
- [man] On air.

[man] Ten, nine...

- [cameraman] Nice shoes.
- [Veronica] No feet.

[man] Hey, stop screwing around. Come on.

- [man] Three...
- Cigarette!

[man]...and live.

With nearly 30 hostages held
inside the power station

at the base of the structure.

The gunmen claim that they will
not release any of their prisoners

until various of their comrades are
released from federal penitentiaries

- across the United States.
- [gunman 1] Checkpoint two, all clear.

[gunman 2] Checkpoint three, all clear.

[people sobbing]

Keep your eyes open.

Shut up!

I said shut up!

[gunman] Hey, do as you're told
and you won't get hurt. Quiet down.

[gunman] Checkpoint three, all clear.

[beeping]

[Lieutenant] Colonel,
they're at the tower.

- [soldier] We need a unit.
- A mile and a half under four minutes?

They're eight seconds behind schedule.

This is Veronica Roberts
reporting live for CNA.

And we're out.

[Veronica] See? What'd I tell you?
No problem.

No problem? This network
does not revolve around you.

Well, what are you saying, Charles,
I'm not the center of the universe?

- Is that it?
- Don't crack wise with me.

Come on, lighten up, Charles.

I mean, okay, I don't play
the game by your rules,

but I always get you the story.

You think just because you broke
a few stories that you're indispensable.

Well, I had a little chat
with the network today,

- and you know what. Ronnie?
- No, what, Chuck?

You're fired.

[dramatic music playing]

[soldier] They're entering
the drain-off tunnels.

[Woodward] GR13, take aim and hold fire.

- [gunman 1] Checkpoint one, all clear.
- [gunman 2] Checkpoint two, all clear.

[Woodward] GR44 is in position.
Take aim. Fire.

[Woodward] Fire.

[Woodward] Move in
and secure the objective.

[Woodward] Clear that image up.

Clear it.

[Garth] Got it.

[Woodward] Interceptors
are secured and powered.

Begin playback.

- Playback.
- Rolling.

[gunman 1] Checkpoint one, all clear.

[gunman 2] Checkpoint two, all clear.

[guard] Checkpoint three, all clear.

They're buying it.

[cop] Who the hell are these guys?

[Garth] Okay, okay, here we go.
Here we go.

[Woodward] Terminate objectives.

[guard] Checkpoint three, all clear.

[groaning]

[Woodward] Activate interceptors now.

[Garth] I think homeboy's starting
to like this shit.

Don't be ridiculous. Continue playback.

[recorded voice] Checkpoint three,
all clear.

- [Garth] Okay, we're inside.
- Begin phase two.

Phase two initiated.

- Look at this guy.
- [gunman 2] How the hell did he...

- [gunman 1] Hold it there, buddy!
- [gunman 2] Hey!

- [gunman 1] Hold it, pal!
- [gadget whining]

[Woodward] Two gunmen,
semiautomatic, fully loaded,

main target to rear,

loaded pistol and explosives detonator.

Shoot him!

[screaming]

[timer beeping]

[Woodward] You are cleared. I repeat:
You are cleared to proceed.

[screaming]

GR13,

all clear.

[Garth] No injuries. Gentlemen,
I think everybody's okay.

[sobbing]

[indistinct talking]

No, no.

[speaking in Vietnamese]

Arizona team.

GR44, status report.

[soldier screams]

[Garth] GR44, do you read me?

Problem?

- He's... He's not responding.
- Well, try another frequency.

[Garth] GR44, status report, now.

Kill the motherfucking traitor.

That's an order!

[Garth] GR44, respond!

[reporter] Colonel Perry, how many
of the UniSols were injured in the rescue?

[male reporter]
Who are these guys, anyway?

I will address your questions accordingly.

As you all know, this marks
the third successful mission

for the universal soldiers,

again without any casualties
and without any injuries.

[Perry] As to the identity of the UniSols,
that still remains classified.

- But, Colonel--
- These men have families,

and I will not do anything
to jeopardize their lives.

Now if you'll excuse me.
I have other matters to attend to.

- [reporter] But, Colonel--
- [Perry] Thank you.

Lieutenant. Could I
have a statement, please?

There will be a complete
briefing this evening.

We can't shoot these guys.
What the hell are we doing here?

We need pictures.

Lieutenant, please, just,
just one statement. Please.

Lieutenant!

[reporters clamoring]

Huey...

- I've got an idea.
- No, you don't.

- Yeah, I do.
- I hate when you do this.

[sinister music playing]

[Huey] Ronnie, what are you doing?
This is too close! They're gonna see us.

[Huey] We shouldn't be here.

[Veronica] All these guards.
They must still be in there, huh?

Yeah.

[Veronica] You getting this?

[Huey] Those guys
got one hell of a mobile home.

[indistinct talking]

[man] They're turning blue.
Lowering to final stage...

at 60 sub-zero.

He just froze up.
We can't figure out what happened.

[Perry] What do you mean "froze up"?

At the end of the mission,
he became completely unresponsive.

- [Perry] Did he overheat?
- [Garth] Colonel, he hardly broke a sweat.

GR44.

[Perry] Why did you not respond?

What happened?

- Innocent.
- [Perry] Innocent?

What do you mean by "innocent"?

The village was cleared.

The girl was innocent, Sarge.

Sarge? Who the hell's he talking about?

[Woodward] That could be an old memory.

I think we should take him
out of the program until we can run

some tests on him and find out
what's going on in his head.

GR44 stays with the program.

- But, Colonel--
- He just got a little mixed up.

Just give him the serum.

Okay. Guys, memory clearance.

[Garth] Take your positions.

[Garth] Activate injection.

[machine whirring]

[Veronica] They're moving
something else onto the Tarmac.

We're not gonna get
anything from out here.

[Huey] Ronnie, are you nuts?
It's a classified military operation.

[Huey] You're not gonna get within
ten yards of that truck.

I'll be right back.

[Perry] You were confused.

I was confused.

[Perry] You must follow orders
at all times.

I must follow my orders.

- He's fine.
- Well. If you say so. You're in charge.

- [indistinct shouting]
- [sinister music playing]

[Garth] Here we go.

Oh. This looks pretty bad.

Looks pretty bad.

[Woodward] As soon
as the flotation chamber is filled,

we'll have to put him in.

[Garth] Great.

[exclaims in disgust]

I always have to do this part.
I hate this part.

[Garth] Hey, Dr. Haines!

[Garth] Dr. Haines!
Can I get a little help on this?

[Veronica] Jesus.
No casualties or injuries, huh?

[doctor] Power up the cooling generators
on the flotation chamber.

- He's almost ready.
- [technician] You got it.

- [man] He's ready.
- Bring him in. Thank you.

[technician] Prepare
for flotation chamber entry.

[dramatic music plays]

[camera buzzes]

- [man] Colonel, we've spotted an intruder.
- [alarm beeping]

[alarm blaring]

[Perry] Who the fuck is that?

[Perry] She's taking pictures.

- [Veronica shouts] Huey!
- Oh, shit.

- What the hell has she done this time?
- Start the car!

[Veronica] I think now would be
a good time to leave, Huey.

- [Huey] What'd you get?
- Redemption. Let's get outta here.

[arguing indistinctly]

- Shit. Watch out!
- Look what you're doing.

[Veronica screams]

[sinister music playing]

[door slams shut]

Do you think we lost them?

[Veronica] How ya doing?

Uh, Veronica Roberts, uh...

uh, CNA.

[camera whirs]

You wanna help me out?

Thank you. Thank you very--
Hey, hey, hey! Easy!

- [Veronica] Take it easy, man.
- [Huey groaning]

Let go of me!

- Huey. Hu--
- Okay, okay.

You all right?

Okay, they got them. Bingo.

[Veronica] I want to speak
to someone in charge.

You guys speak English?

Awaiting instructions.

Tell them to find that film
and bring those civilians back to base.

[Veronica] I'm sure that we can handle
this whole situation, all right? Uh...

If I could make a phone call.

What's wrong with these guys?
[Garth] GR13.

- [Veronica] I don't know.
- [Garth] Get the film and return to base.

The film.

Uh, fellas. Look, I don't know where--

- Hey, hey, I don't know what you--
- Hey, she didn't do anything.

[screams]

Oh, Christ! GR13, cease fire! Cease fire!

- [Veronica] No!
- [Woodward] Do you read me? Cease fire!

- [Veronica] Huey!
- [Woodward] Cease fire! I repeat:

- [Woodward] Fire. Fire.
- [Veronica] Huey, no!

That's an order!

[Veronica sobbing]

[grunting]

[Vietnamese girl] No!

No, no. Get off me. No, no.

GR86, visual.

[Perry] What the fuck is he doing?

Stop the girl. Shoot if you have to.

GR44. Stop the car. That is an order.

- [Veronica] Whaddya doing? Whaddya doing?
- He stopped the car.

[Woodward] Cease fire! Cease fire!

What the hell are you doing?

[Veronica] Come on! Get out of here!

[Veronica] Hey, go! Jesus Christ,
they're gonna kill us!

GR44, turn the car around.

- [Veronica] Are you deaf?
- You are simply confused.

I'm confused.

What are you talking about,
man? Let's go. Hit it!

[Perry] Do not listen to her.

- What the hell is that thing?
- [Perry] GR44, can you hear me?

We need to unplug
this stupid piece of shit!

Shit! The bitch cut me off.

- Go!
- I must follow orders.

Bull shit.

- Hit the road!
- [Perry] Shit!

[Perry] Woodward, do something, will ya?

Traitor.

[train honking]

[Veronica] He didn't do anything.

Well. They're not gonna
get away with this shit.

I swear to God,
they're not gonna get away with this shit.

- You ready?
- Just about.

[Woodward] We have to
take him out of the loop.

- [Woodward] He shot a man, for God's sake.
- [Perry] Don't tell me what to do.

[Perry] Right now I need every soldier
I've got. We're going after them.

Colonel Perry.

We killed an innocent man.

What do you suggest we do, Woodward?

Let that reporter run off
with one of our UniSols?

We can't just cover this up.

We have a moral obligation
to tell the truth about this.

I thought you were more
clever than that, Woodward.

This whole goddamn program
is off the shelf.

Do you really think for one second

those wimps at the Pentagon would allow
the regeneration of dead soldiers,

American soldiers?

I don't think I can be
a part of this anymore.

If this is uncovered now,
we're all going to jail.

Do I make myself clear?

Why did you do that?

- Why did you help me out like that?
- My tour's up.

Just want to go home.

[Luc] But I can't until you're safe.

What do you mean?

My God! You've been shot!

Oh, Jesus.

Jesus, we gotta stop the bleeding.

[Veronica whispers] Oh, God.

Jesus Christ, it's gotta hurt you, man.

[sizzling]

The bleeding has stopped.

[Perry] Get in here.
Secure your positions.

All right, secure and lock!

What, why are we stopping now?

- [Veronica] What happened?
- Out of gas.

We're out of gas. Why not?

Shit! God!

[dramatic music playing]

Oh, God.

Tracking system activated
and we're in business.

We've picked them up moving due
east seven miles ahead of us.

Estimated time of interception.

- Four minutes.
- Four minutes and marking.

[sinister music playing]

How ya doing?

You must be pretty tired after all that,
that pushing and stuff.

Okay. Well, I'm gonna go on the--
I'll be right back, all right?

- Where are you going?
- I'm gonna go make a phone call.

You mind?

Okay? Okay.

Okay.

Change.

Okay. All right.

[woman speaking indistinctly on TV]

I need some gas.

[attendant] Ran out of gas
yesterday. Uh...

Refueling truck will
be here in the morning.

[cat yelps]

You wanna rent a roo... oom?

Nice outfit.

Shit.

- [alarm beeping]
- Hey, pal, you don't look so good.

I need to cool down.

Oh, well, all our rooms
all have air-conditioning, you know?

Got some with water beds.

Hey. The, uh, pay phone's out.
Do you have a phone I can use?

All our rooms all have telephones, too,
only $50 a night. Yeah.

No, no, look, I don't need
a room, I need a phone.

What about this one?

Oh, uh, sorry, that's...
for employees only. Yeah.

[dramatic music playing]

Oh well, since there's the two of you,
see, that's called

double occupancy.
That's another ten dollars. Yeah.

Yeah, okay. Great.

And a matter of a small
$20 security deposit.

- Of course. Twenty dollars. Here you are.
- Have a nice stay.

- Great.
- [indistinct talking on TV]

[door clicks open]

Great. Maybe there's already
something on the news.

[lively music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[technician] Commence UniSol deployment.

[technician] B and C teams,
take supporting positions.

[technician] GR13, seek and destroy
local communication lines in target area.

[newsreader] And one prays
for the expedient,

concise handling
of the terrorist situation.

In a related story. Only hours
after the rescue at McKinley dam,

news reporters become news makers.

Reporting live from
the scene, Chris Garfield.

[female newsreader]
In a surprising development.

A CNA cameraman, Huey Taylor,
was shot and killed in a motel room

in neighboring Eagle Rock City.

Witnesses allege that Veronica Roberts,
a CNA correspondent,

shot him after an apparent argument.

- No. I don't believe it.
- Cocaine and other narcotics

- were found at the scene.
- No way.

No way.

[Veronica] I don't believe this.

They are not gonna get away with this,
man. I mean, this is crazy.

You must return to your room.

[Veronica]...a conspiracy.
I mean, for crying out loud.

Mother, come here.

There has got to be a phone
that works in this godforsaken place.

- This area is not secure.
- You know, why don't you--

What are you doing?

It's not safe for you out here.

Where're your clothes?

I have to...

I have to cool down.

[loud thump]

[sinister music playing]

My God! You're burning up!

[softly] I... I... I...

I... I need ice.

Okay, okay.

Shame on ya.

[scoffs]

[technician] GR13, continue advance.

[technician]
Target in center of structure.

[attendant] What the devil's she doing
with all that ice?

Maybe I should call the police.

I've heard of cold showers before,
but this is just ridiculous.

How ya doing?

I got all the ice that I could. Uh...

You okay?

How's your--

Your wound.

It's... It's healing.

[Veronica] I'm... I'm, uh, gonna make
that phone call and, uh...

I'll call a doctor or...

something.

[technician] Heat and infrared check.

[technician] Munitions and firearms
identifier powered and working.

- Don't even start with me, all right?
- Hey!

[Veronica] And take this lock off.

- No, I'll take it off.
- Hey!

Hey, lady, what are you
doing to the phone?

[attendant] You know
how much these things cost me?

[Veronica] You shut up.

- For a guest, you've got a lot of nerve.
- Will you shut up?

- This one doesn't work either.
- Huh?

Women just don't know how to use phones.

You killed it!

Hey, this is coming out
of your security deposit.

[attendant] Goddamn it.

[technician] He's got her in sight.

GR13 has a lock on the girl.
What do you want me to do?

Tell him to wait 'til they're together.

[technician] GR13, hold your fire
and maintain surveillance.

[sinister music playing]

[man on TV]...can't control it anymore.
It's got a mind of its own.

[indistinct talking on TV]

[announcer on TV] Now, back to
"Nixon and the War Years, Part Seven."

[Nixon] We will keep America
the strongest nation in the world,

and we will couple that strength
with firm diplomacy.

No apologies, no regrets.

Uh, there was no question about that
because, as you know, when I resigned,

uh, later, President Ford issued a pardon.

When I accepted the pardon.

In that I made it very clear...

that I regretted what had happened.

And to what's, in effect,
an apology for what had happened.

There are, however...

I want that place completely surrounded.

GR86 and 61,

take positions at the rear of the motel.

[Nixon]...on the war in Vietnam,

[man moans]

How are you... How are you feeling?

The war is over.

Maybe not.

[technician] All focus to visual.
Powering alternate scanning devices.

[technician] Motion detectors locked in.

You know, something really weird
is going on around here.

None of the phones
in this entire hotel work.

- [Veronica] There hasn't been a storm.
- [gun clicking]

- [yelling]
- [bullets firing]

[screaming]

[woman shrieks]

Okay, we got them in the second room now.

- You better duck and cover.
- Huh?

[screaming]

- Follow me.
- Okay.

[technician] He's in the third room now.

The last wall is solid concrete.
He's not going anywhere.

I think we got him trapped.

[groans]

Well, go ahead. Knock it down.

What?

Get down.

[technician] Soldiers, move in.

[glass cracking underfoot]

[heavy breathing]

[dramatic music playing]

[technician] Where in the hell is he?

- I think we lost him.
- That's impossible.

Garth, get back to your station and get me
some tracking, for Christ's sake.

[sinister music playing]

- [Luc] You have a car?
- Uh-huh.

- [Luc] Give me the keys.
- [Veronica] Hurry up. Tell him to hurry.

[Luc] Hurry.

[Veronica] You got them?

- [Luc] Thank you.
- [Veronica] Oh, good.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I am so, so sorry. Believe me,
I had nothing to do with this. Really.

I had no idea.

[tires screeches]

- They're leaving the motel.
- Damn it!

[tires screeching]

[screaming]

- Hey!
- [Veronica] Oh, my God!

[moaning]

Come on, Woodward. I need you out here.

Way to go, Garth.

Twenty-dollar security deposit, huh?

[Perry] Woodward.

[Woodward] He's trying to cool himself.

[Veronica] Are you sure
they're not following us?

No.

You're such a comfort.

- Buckle up.
- I'm fine.

It's for your safety.

How can you be so damn calm?

[Veronica] I mean. Your buddies back there
just shot enough ammo at us

to destroy eastern Europe,

and you're sitting here bitching
at me about a goddamn seat belt?

All right, all right, all right.
Here we go. All right?

[Veronica] I'm all buckled up.
All right, look...

Mr. Top Secret.

I want some answers, okay?

I mean, first of all, you know, you, uh...

you push a car faster
than my mother drives, okay?

Uh, uh, you use ice like
other people use band-aids,

and, and, and, and, and then you just,
you run through walls.

Now. I'm sorry, you know.
But this is not normal human behavior.

[Veronica] Now just who the hell are you?

Where are you from, anyway?
Are you from France or Canada or...

I mean, I figure
you gotta be French or something

because of your accent.

What accent?

All right, look, you, uhm...
You got a family? You got friends?

I mean, is there a Mrs. 44
waiting for you someplace? Uh...

I mean, are you avoiding my questions
or don't you know?

[woeful music playing]

What the hell did they do to you?

I don't know.

But I'm going to find out.

[country music playing over radio]

[snoring]

- [brakes screeches]
- [grunts]

[attendant] Hey. Lady.
No smoking around the pumps.

- I'm sorry.
- Come on.

Hey, come on!
Would you quit pulling on my arm?

It hurts.

Park the car.

- [Veronica] Park the--
- [Luc] Let's go.

Park the car?

- I need some help.
- You need some help?

Oh! Hey, come on, man.
I can't help you with this thing.

- Get in.
- Hey! Come on!

What are you doing, huh?

Oh come on, man, not this again, huh?

[Veronica] Is this necessary?

[Veronica] Well, could you at least
leave your pants on this time?

Great. Just great.

There must be a tracking device on me.

Well, what do you want me to do about it?

Look for something unusual.

Something hard.

Okay. All right.

[grunts]

[clears throat]

Stay in shape, don't ya?

What are you doing in there?

Nothing!

What do you mean park your car?

What, you never heard of valet parking?

Valet. Do I look like a valet?

[attendant] What does this look like.
Beverly Hills?

Is that supposed to be there?

Yes. Yeah, yeah, it is. It's...
It's very... very normal.

Keep going.

Right.

[clears throat]

[dramatic music playing]

[Perry] Update informational
computer scanning system.

They've stopped up ahead
in front of a single-story structure.

I think I found something.

Right here on the back of your leg.

- Cut it out.
- Cut it out?

Hey, wait a minute. I can't.... I can't
cut it out. I'm not gonna cut you.

Oh! Oh, God!

[Veronica] Oh, God! Oh.

Oh, shit! Shit!

You best hurry up and get out of there.
I got a business to run here.

- Take it.
- What?

- Take it!
- Take it?

[Luc] We don't have too much time.

Oh, fu-- God, this is so gross!

[Veronica] Oh, God, this is so gross.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Good.

I gotta lie down.

[dramatic music playing]

[tires screeching]

I want a complete scan of the entire area.

Enabling infrared.

[Garth] That's his car.

[Woodward] Scanning for body heat.

- Got it.
- Arms.

Pistol, fully loaded. Desert Eagle.
Semiautomatic. That's him.

[Woodward] Motions and heat scan.
Follow tracking.

[Woodward] Flanking advance pattern.

Three teams, north, east, south.

Converge on my command.

[Woodward] Team, advance.

[Woodward] Surround target.

[Woodward] Teams east and south,
prepare for break and ram.

[Woodward] Prepare for break and ram.
Full charge.

Okay, guys, move in.

[Woodward] Full charge.

[Garth] No, no! He tricked us! Hold on!

[Woodward] Move out! Move out!
All UniSols, retreat immediately!

[Woodward] Evacuate!

[Woodward] Let's go! Get out of there!

Take cover!

- [Perry] Take cover!
- What the hell was that?

[alarms beeping]

Oh, my God.

They're on fire.

Portable coolant. Portable coolant, quick!

[energetic music playing]

[Perry] Sarge!

Get him out! Extinguishers!
Woodward, Garth!

Garth! Get over here!
Get this guy. Get this guy.

- Quick! Quick! Quick!
- [Perry] GR74. Get GR14.

Over here, Woodward! Get him.
Get him down.

[Perry] Damn you! Put him out, I said!
All right, get those coolants ready!

[Perry] Get that truck operating!

[indistinct talking]

[Perry] Woodward,
get them over here! Get more...

[grunting and yelling]

[Veronica] Hurry up.

- [soldier] Yes. Sarge.
- God!

[indistinct shouting]

Whoa.

[indistinct talking]

Huh?

Get over here! Get over here! Get GR74!

Get him out! Put that coolant on him!

[Perry] We need more extinguishers!

Got it, got it. Let's go!

- [Veronica] Come on! Hurry!
- Huh?

Well, here I go again. I'm outta here.

- Come on.
- We're gonna lose these two, Colonel.

[Perry] At $250 million apiece,
we can't afford to lose any of them.

- Buckle up.
- Seat belt, right. Okay, go. Go!

[tires screeching]

[screaming]

Oh, Jesus. He should've buckled up.

He's getting up.
Go! Go, go, go, go, go! Go!

Shit!

They're pulling the plug.
Pack it up. We're heading home.

Everybody, back into the truck.
Come on, everybody.

- [man] Let's go! Let's move it!
- Woodward, what the hell are you doing?

Yes, it's ice! Get back in the truck!

Pack it up!

[Perry] Get back into the truck,
GR13. The mission is cancelled.

[Perry] GR13.

I said it's over.

My name is Sergeant Andrew Scott.

- [dramatic music plays]
- [gunshot blasts]

[sinister music playing]

He's just a mess. Lieutenant,
could you contact Colonel Perry?

We'd like to have him
back in here. Thank you.

You're wasting your time.

- [Andrew] He can't hear you.
- Jesus!

I've relieved Colonel Perry
of his command.

[Lieutenant] GR13,
this mission has been cancelled.

[Lieutenant] I order you
back to the cooling chamber, now!

Orders?

I'm giving the orders from now on.

[Andrew] We have a mission to complete.

- [gunshot blasts]
- [grunts]

[snapping sound]

Any questions?

Huh-uh.

- Something to drink?
- Uh, yeah. I'll just have coffee.

- Okay. You?
- [laid-back music playing over radio]

Brenda?

Yes, Joe?

Hey...

Do you want something to drink?

Yeah? Okay. He'll have a soda pop.

Great.

- He's not gonna make it.
- Will you just shut up? He'll hear you!

- Dr. Haines--
- Look,

if he thinks that we failed,
he's gonna kill us both.

You just keep working.
If he asks anything, just stall him.

[Garth whispers] What's he doing?

Overloading on muscle enhancers.

He's making himself stronger.

Oh, great. That's just what we need.

[laid-back music playing over radio]

You know,
I feel like I'm back in high school again.

I can't make heads or tails
out of any of this stuff.

But apparently, whatever they've done
to you, it's been done on a genetic level.

"The Surgeon General has warned

that cigarettes could be hazardous
to your health."

Yeah, well,
don't believe everything you read.

Hey. Hey, hey! That is my last pack.

[waitress] Are you ready to order?

Uh, uh, yeah. Just, uh...

Just bring us two of your specials.

[Veronica] Now look, they constantly
refer to a Dr. Christopher Gregor.

Now, do you recognize that name? No?

Nothing.

- I think I saw a number in here somewhere.
- Do you think you can help me?

Well, it's, uh, definitely worth a shot.

- What?
- Why are you doing all this for me?

I'm not. All right?

I'm not doing all this for you.
I'm doing it for me.

You may not realize this yet,
but... you are one hell of a story.

I wouldn't worry, though.
Uh, when the truth comes out,

they'll... they'll probably
make you a hero.

Ah! Here we go. "CG."

Christopher Gregor.

All right, look,
I'm, uh, I'm gonna go check this out.

You, uh, you stay here
and wait for the specials, okay?

All right?

- Oh, uh, do you have a phone?
- [waitress] Out there.

- Thanks.
- Here's the special.

- [sinister music playing]
- [electronic beeping]

Sergeant Scott.

Could I have a word with you?

I'm all ears.

Your thermal monitor.

It's registering hot.

Uh-oh. Nap time.

Are you nuts?

Why'd you tell him that?

Quadruple his serum.

What?

I'm going inside.

When he sits down, I'll give you a signal.

You increase the pressure,

and I'll engage the injection device
on the arm of his chair.

No, no, no.

It'll look better if I go.

[sinister music playing]

[heavy breathing]

Is there a problem. Medic?

No, I'm just checking
the injection device.

- Was it broken?
- It's making some strange noises.

I just wanted to make an adjustment.

Well, there's only one way to find out.

[Garth shouts]

- [Andrew] Let's see if it still works.
- Dr. Haines!

Dr. Haines!

- Stop it! Stop it!
- [Andrew] Are you ready?

- It's memory clearance time.
- [Garth] Stop it! Get up! No!

- Stop it! You're gonna kill him!
- [Garth] Dr. Haines!

- [Garth] Dr. Haines!
- [doctor] Let him go!

[Garth] No!

[Garth] Don't. Stop it!

- [Garth] Get off me! Get off me!
- Stop it!

[Garth] Get off of me!

[sustained beeping]

[beeping]

Shit. A fax.

[country music playing]

[bell rings]

Hey. You got enough money
to pay for all this?

You know, money? Cash?

Dollars? Dinero?

Hank!

- [Hank] Yeah.
- We got ourselves a deadbeat back here.

What?

He can't pay.

Move it, Brenda.

Hey, punk,
I been slaving all day making that slop.

- The food is good.
- Fuckin' A it is.

The question is,
How are you going to pay for it?

- I don't know.
- [scoffs] You don't know. Ain't that cute.

I'm gonna bust your head, punk.

I don't want to hurt you.

[laughing]

Me? You don't want to hurt Hank?

[woman shrieks]

[indistinct talking]

[grunting]

I just want to eat.

- Operator.
- Yeah. Operator,

a local number:
Prefix KL5, a Dr. Christopher Gregor.

[screams]

- Hey, look, you ugly son-of-a-bitch!
- [lively music playing]

[grunts]

[man] Hey! You better put that down,
you son of a bitch,

because now I'm gonna make you bleed!

- [operator] May I help you?
- Veteran's Hospital?

- Yes.
- Great. Operator,

can you tell me exactly where that is?

- 1087 Clinton Avenue.
- Clinton.

Wonderful. Thank you very much.

[grunts]

Shit.

How was lunch, huh?

[sighs contently]

- [mellow music playing]
- [indistinct talking]

[dramatic music playing]

I'm looking for a deserter.

[Andrew] He's traveling with a female POW.

- Beat it, asshole.
- [girl] Soldier boy. I'll be your POW.

Nice necklace.
I got one just like it made out of noses.

[laughter]

[grunting]

Now, they're in
this white and yellow Buick...

with no front or rear window.

[Andrew] Does that refresh your memory?

[beeping]

GR74.

Sergeant Scott has issued an order.

Will you obey that order?

Yes, sir.

He would like for you
to hold this for 30 seconds...

and then drop it.

One, two, three-

- I know which way they went.
- [Andrew] Yeah?

- You got a pencil?
- [Andrew] Sure.

[Andrew] By the way,
I like your belt. Can I have it?

Twenty-five, 26--

[indistinct shouting]

[sinister music playing]

Hey! Where's the freezer?

- [doorbell rings]
- [footsteps approaching]

[maid] Can I help you?

Uh, yes, we would like
to speak with Dr. Gregor?

Do you have an appointment?

Yes. Yes, we do.

- Follow me.
- Thank you.

- Wait in there.
- Okay. Thank you.

Oh, God.

Oh, man,
I'd kill for a cigarette right now.

You would kill someone for a cigarette?

No, no. It's an expression.
You know, a figure of speech.

[Veronica] I mean, I wouldn't
actually kill someone for a cigarette.

I might hurt them real bad at this point,
but I don't think I'd kill them.

- Dr. Gregor, excuse me.
- [sinister music playing]

[Gregor] Yes? What is it?

[maid] There's a young couple
here to see you.

They say they have an appointment.

[Gregor] Appointment?

- No!
- [doctor] Clear!

- [doctor] Clear.
- [screams and grunts]

It's all right, Luc.

[Gregor] It's all right.

[Gregor] It's over.

- [woman] Luc. Luc.
- [dreamy music playing]

[speaks French]

I saw it.

[Luc] I remember... home.

[Gregor] Is he all right?
Let's get him into the bathroom.

We have to cover him with ice.

[dramatic music playing]

[Andrew] I said
stand at attention, private!

Stand up!

[sinister music playing]

[grunting]

[Andrew] Goddamn it! The whole
fuckin' platoon's dropping like flies!

[Andrew] What the hell are you staring at?

[Andrew] Do you have any idea
what it's like out there?

Do you?

Well, I'm fighting this thing, man.
It's like kick ass or kiss ass.

And I'm busting heads.

It's the only way to win this fucking war.

And these shitheads...

these... yellow, traitoring motherfuckers,

they're everywhere.

[woman coughs]

And I...

Sergeant Andrew Scott of the U.S. Army,

I'm gonna teach them...

all.

- Hey. Freeze!
- Get down!

[screaming]

Drop your weapon!

See?

They're everywhere.

[Veronica] How could you,
a doctor, be a party to this?

[Gregor] I've been asking myself
that question for years.

Tell me how it worked.

By hyper-accelerating the bodies,

we discovered that we could
turn dead flesh into living tissue.

But to make the process work,

the bodies ran
at dangerously high temperatures,

needed to be constantly cooled,
the brain sedated, controlled.

Otherwise, it would eventually stroke.

- What are you saying, Doctor?
- [maid] Dr. Gregor.

[Gregor] Excuse me. Yes? What is it?

[maid whispers] There's something
on the TV that maybe you should see.

Thanks.

Officials believe Colonel Perry was shot
and killed early this morning.

Authorities are still looking
for reporter Veronica Roberts,

believed to be linked to the two deaths.

They've set you up.

[newsreader] Closer to home. A robbery
at Hayes Supermarket turned deadly

when three armed men
entered the supermarket earlier today.

The leader of the gang was videotaped.

[Gregor] Regressive traumatic recall.

- What?
- Trauma inflicted at the time of death.

See, in Luc's case. He wanted to go home.

[Gregor] When he awoke as a UniSol,
he returned to that single emotion.

As for Scott. He thinks he's still
in Vietnam fighting the insurgents.

He doesn't realize he's alive.

[Luc] He's not.

He's dead.

Just like me.

[man] Be sure to write.

[announcement over PA system]
Now boarding, Los Angeles Express.

[announcement] Now boarding.

This is insane.

You heard what the doctor said.
You need medical help.

I think that you should
just turn yourself in

and, and get started
on your treatments again.

- And then?
- Well, then we expose everything.

I mean, Dr. Gregor will help us.

I just want to go home.

You don't seem to understand.
There's a chance you won't make it.

I'm already dead.

- No, you're not.
- [woeful music playing]

Goddamn it, you are not dead, all right?

You're alive. And that is precious.
You don't just throw that away.

[announcement] Now boarding,
Los Angeles direct line.

A bus ticket? Wh--

To Los Angeles.

Well...

What is this for?

You're safe now.

He's only coming after me.

You know, you're,
you're making a big mistake here.

You've got your story.

- That's what you wanted.
- You think...

[announcement] Last call,
Los Angeles Express. Now boarding.

[announcement] Last call.

[announcement] Passengers bound
for Los Angeles, now boarding. Last call.

[guns cocking]

[indistinct talking over police radios]

You should have left me
while you had a chance.

What, and miss all the fun?

[honking]

[dramatic music playing]

Shit!

[voice over radio] We're gonna take them
over to County right now.

Should get there just after lunch.

Oh shit!

[grunts]

Get rid of them.

Oh shit.

[cops screaming]

Got you now. Boy.

Jesus Christ. He's coming right for us!

Hey! Driver!

Get us outta here! Help!
[screams]

[sirens wailing]

Holy shit!

[honking]

Excuse me.

You should check on your driver, pal.

He don't look too hot.

[Andrew laughs smugly]

[groans and screams]

- What do we do now?
- We have to stop the bus.

Oh gee, that's a great idea.
What a concept.

[Veronica] What are you doing now?

What the hell!

[groans]

[Veronica] Is it working?

- Oh God.
- Do you want to play catch?

[Veronica] What do I do? What do I do?

[grunts]

Oh, shit!

Can't find it. Here. Oh, God.

[screams]

Are we having fun yet?

[delightful scream]

Oh, my God!

- You jump.
- Wait a minute.

What happened to that whole idea
about stopping the bus?

I mean, I liked that idea.

- You jump!
- I'm not going anywhere without you.

- We'll jump together.
- Okay.

Together.

Okay. Okay.

Oh shit.

[groans and screams]

[screams]

Hit him! Hit him hard!

[groans]

[honking]

[Andrew] Get the fuck up. Soldier!
Get the fuck up!

Fuck!

[birds cawing]

[woeful music playing]

[grunts]

Hey.

Oh my God.

[cop] Freeze!

[cop] Now, hold it right there!

Turn around.
Get down on your knees right now.

Put your hands over your head.

Put your hands over your head!

[grunting]

I had three brothers. Come on. Let's go.

[Veronica] Keys. Come on! Get up!

Money. No, no gun. Here. Here we go.

Thank you. Come on, here we go.
Let's go, let's go.

Get in the car. I'll drive, I'll drive.

Come on. Get in the car. Hurry up!

I'm gonna take you home.

Buckle up.

[car engine starts]

[sentimental music playing]

[woman] John, there's somebody
in the driveway. I think.

Bonjour.

Mrs. Devreux?

Luc?

[speaks French]

John, come here! Luc, mon fils! Luc!

[sobs with happiness]

[dreamy music playing]

[Veronica] Wait a minute.
What do you mean Charles isn't there?

[Veronica] Well, where the hell is he?

No, look, I, I don't care what you've
heard, all right? It's not true.

- [Veronica] No, look...
- [woman] John, how's it possible?

[woman] He hasn't changed.

- [John] All right.
- [Veronica] Okay, uh, yeah.

- He's alive.
- [Veronica] Yeah, I'll meet them there.

- [Veronica] All right. Great. Thanks.
- [thunder rolling]

[phone clicks]

Uhm, I'm gonna have to get going.

A news van from the network
is gonna meet me at the Sheriff's station.

They still don't believe me, but, uh,

I think we'll be able
to change their minds.

Are you okay?

- So many things are missing.
- [woeful music playing]

So many things I remember,

but so many things... I, I can't.

Luc, it has been 25 years.

Such a long time, 25 years.

I'll never get those years back.

Look at it this way:

You look great for a 50-year-old.

[John] Care for a cup, Miss Roberts?

- [thunder rolling]
- Oh, uhm...

No, no, I... I better get going, ya know.
They'll be waiting for me.

Be careful. It's turning into a downpour.

- Okay.
- Au revoir, mademoiselle.

- Thank you. Thank you both.
- You're welcome.

You gonna be all right?

[Luc] In time.

You know something?

I haven't smoked a cigarette
in almost two days.

Maybe I'll quit.

I'll see ya.

[door clicks shut]

Shit.

Where's the key?

Oh, come on. Shit!

[dramatic music playing]

Looking for something?

[glass breaking]

[hammering]

Ma?

[suspenseful music playing]

[Luc] Mom? Are you there?

Leave him alone!

Devreux!

[Andrew] Devreux, can you hear me?
Nice farm.

[Andrew] Exactly like you described it
back in 'Nam.

[Andrew] Why don't you come out here
and join a little family reunion?

[screams]

I mean, what the hell
are you waiting for, farm boy?

[Andrew] Are you deaf?

[Andrew] Get your ass out here!

[Andrew] We have some unfinished business.
You and me.

Wow! She really has beautiful ears.

Sarge. You want me? I'm here.

- Let the girl go.
- Don't tell me what to do, soldier.

I give the orders around here,
and you're gonna have to learn that.

She's a fucking gook traitor.
I gave you an order to kill her.

Now you're gonna have
to fulfill that order, Private.

Scott, the war...

is over.

Not for me.

[grunts]

[Andrew] Not for her. Not for you.

[laughs mockingly]

[grunts]

[muffled screams]

[screaming and grunting]

[sobbing]

[sinister music playing]

[grunting]

[Andrew] You can't run
from this war, soldier.

Not under my command. Huh?

- You've grown weak.
- [electronic beeping]

You should've taken your...

medication.

[groaning]

[heavy panting]

[groaning and grunting]

[Andrew] Come on. Get up and fight.

Now I'm gonna teach you
about the chain of command, private.

When I say jump,

you say, "How high?" Got it?

[Andrew] Got it? Why can't you
get it into your fucking head?

I gave you an order, soldier.

Now let me see you
waste that gook traitor.

Now where're we gonna shoot her?

- [Andrew] In the stomach?
- [gun cocks]

[Andrew] No. In the chest?

No.

[Andrew] I think we should shoot her...

in the head!

Ready. Fire!

It's empty!

It's empty!

[Luc screams]

Luc!

[Veronica sobbing] Oh, God!

[Veronica] Oh, God, help!

[Veronica] Come on!

Luc!

- Run!
- No!

Run!

[screaming]

Run.

[Veronica screams]

No!

[Andrew shouts]

[dramatic music playing]

[shouts]

Well, that's the spirit, soldier.

I mean, this is a serious matter, Private.

I can't believe you got
your poor folks involved in this too.

Well, I got a little secret for you, boy.

You're up for a court-martial.

- You ready to go to trial?
- Give me your best shot.

Gee, I'm awful sorry about this,
but you're all sentenced to death.

Say good night, asshole.

Good night, asshole.

[grunting and groaning]

[yelling]

You're dead, soldier.

No. I'm alive.

[grunting]

[screams]

[dramatic music playing]

[grunts]

[screams]

You're discharged, Sarge.

[dramatic music playing]

[Andrew screaming]

- [John] Luc, son.
- [woeful music playing]

- You okay, Dad? Mom?
- Don't worry about us.

[indistinct talking]

[woman] It's over, dear.

Here, let me help you.

[coughing]

Are you okay?

I have a... I have a little bit
of a headache, but...

- Where is he?
- Around.

How do you feel?

Like a 50-year-old.

[exhilarating music playing]