All language subtitles for +Universal.Soldier.II.Brothers.In.Arms.1998

- You're dead soldier.

- No, I'm alive.

- You're discharged, sarg.

- Luc.

- Veronica.

- Police, today
are still on the lookout

for Veronica Roberts,
an ex CNA correspondent,

wanted in the murder of a coworker.

Roberts alleged that the government

was regenerating dead soldiers

for it's special
anti-terrorism strike force.

The government continues
to deny the existence

of any such program.

Roberts remains a
fugitive and was last seen

in the company of a
so-called universal soldier.

- Who's in charge here?

- Hell knows.

My orders were to deport here at 22:00.

- Is that?

- Lieutenant Colonel Jack Cameron.

- I thought they had
discharged his sorry ass.

- So did I.

- I'm sure you men are wondering

why you've been brought here.

You have been selected
for a special detail

because you are the best

and the brightest the
military has to offer.

You should be very proud of yourselves.

You did say you wanted to command again.

Meet your new army.

Secure the bodies for resurrection.

Second team has been recruited.

- Excellent.

Have you heard from Dr. Walker?

- No, is there a problem?

- He took first team into
the field, 36 hours ago,

he hasn't checked in yet.

- I'm on it.

What the hell is going on?

- We've got a crisis on our hands.

One hell of a problem with the first team.

- Calm down,
tell me what happened.

- Everyone is offline
except GR13 and GR44.

And I don't know where the hell they are.

But if we don't recover them soon,

their systems will overheat and shut down.

- I'm not sure I
understand the objective.

- What's to understand?

Just do it.

You're not supposed to taste,

you're supposed to feel.

- I guess we're just going to
have to keep working at it.

- Whoa, slow down or
you're gonna overheat.

No it's a figure of speech.

- Hello.

Veronica.

Where are you?

- It's my father.

- What are you laughing at?

- I don't know.

What are you laughing at?

- I was thinking about an
old farmer's daughter joke,

only it doesn't it work the
same with the farmer's son.

- Joke?
- Yeah, joke.

You know, it's something
that makes you laugh.

You remember, ha, ha.

- Ha, ha.

- It's more like a feeling.

Laughter his life.

- Laughter is life.

- Yeah, life, emotions.

Here, let's try one.

Knock, knock.

Why didn't you answer?

- I know it's you at the door.

- Pretend it isn't me.

- Who's there?

- Dinner's ready.

- Smells great.

- Corn beef hash, Luc's favorite.

- You'll have to teach me the recipe.

- Sorry, can't do that.

This dish is the one sure thing

that guarantees my Luc's
gonna come home every so often

and see his mama.

- Veronica you're on TV.

- A nationwide manhunt is still underway

for former CNA correspondent,
Veronica Roberts.

Roberts is suspected of
murdering a colleague,

one week ago today,

over a drug deal gone bad.

- She's innocent.

Whoever's behind all this,

made up those charges to frame her.

- You let the
universal soldier program

get out of hand.

How did the press get ahold of this?

- The woman was unanticipated.

- Your orders
are on the way Colonel.

You are a soldier,

you will obey them.
- Yes, sir.

- I want no loose ends.

Once you recovered the missing soldiers,

silence that reporter, you
will terminate all activity.

Am I clear, Colonel?
- Done.

- What about you?

If you two are gonna have
any kind of future together,

you're gonna have to get
out of this mess you're in.

- We're not sure who's really behind it

or how far up it goes.

But we're going to find out.

- How?

- I have a friend at CNA who
may still believe I'm innocent.

If I can show him Luc,

I know we can blow the lid off this thing.

- Is my son the only evidence you have?

- He's all I need.

It's okay.

He's safe here for now.

- Recovery tracking system initiated.

We got him.

- Confirm identification.

- Reply confirmed.

- We have reply and confirmation.

GR44 is on comeback.
- Excellent.

How are my new recruits?
- They're being regenerated

even as we speak, sir.

We're a little understaffed here,

but we hope to have it back
online by the end of next week.

- Oh, take your time doctor.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

- Who's this with Luc?

- That's Luc's brother, Eric.

- Where is he?

- Eric died a long time ago.

He was a soldier too.

He went to Vietnam early
with a team of advisers.

About a year later, we got a letter,

he'd been killed while
visiting a French army base.

It's all we ever heard.

Never even got to bury him.

- Why?

- There was an explosion.

They said there wasn't.

We were sent his personal effects.

It was really hard for Luc,
he was only nine at the time.

And he was so close to his brother.

He just couldn't believe Eric was gone.

So on his 18th birthday,
he joined the army.

We think he went to Vietnam
to find his brother.

- Anybody seen Luc?

He's not in his room.

- Did you look outside?

- I checked everywhere.

- My car's gone.

- Maybe he went to the store?

- With what?

He didn't have any money.

- Mr. Devereaux, let
me borrow your pickup,

I'll go look for him.

- She's not running right,
the transmission's busted,

you won't get five miles in that thing.

- John, let her take the other car.

- You have another car?

- I bought it for Luc
when he was in Vietnam,

I was gonna give it to
him when he came home.

Kept her running all these
years, hoping he'd come back.

- Departing for St. Louis

is now boarding on track two.

Amtrak 415 departing for St. Louis

is now boarding on track two.

- Destination?

- Good question.

Can I ask when you look at device?

- This thing?

- Did you get it from a tall guy

with a far away look in his eyes?

- You a friend of his?

- I'm his sister.

- Good.

Then you can explain it to the sheriff.

- Wait, what happened?

- He suckered me into trading
his thing for a ticket.

Total piece of junk.

It doesn't even tell time.

- Look, I'll pay for his ticket,

just tell me where he was headed.

- Sorry, we're not allowed to give out

that kind of information.

- You don't understand.

My brother is a very sick man.

He's a diabetic and this
is his insulin monitor.

If he doesn't get a shot, he could die.

You want that on your conscience?

- His train arrives in
Chicago, 12:05 tomorrow.

- Where are you?
- I'm headed South.

The woman resurfaced about an hour ago

in a country train station.

- Was she alone?
- She's alone.

But she's asking questions about him.

- She's a fugitive Mr. Mazur.

Let the authorities handle her.

And if they don't
apprehend her in due time,

you'll have your chance.

- Is this seat taken?

You can sit here, sweetie.

Holler if you need anything.
- Thanks, Mr.

Sorry.

Gum,

would you like some?

- Amtrak 415
now boarding on track two.

Amtrak 415 now boarding on track two.

- My name's Annie.

- Cool.

Are you a rap singer?

- You're not sleepy?

Here.

- Strange ordinance.

How does it work?

- Don't let the bed bugs bite.

She's very pretty.

- Next stop, Chicago, Illinois.

Chicago, Illinois, next stop.

- GR44 has arrived.

- Good.

Good.

Get him scrubbed.

Then put him in with the rest.

- Scalpel.

- Any damage to the unit?

- Not after his cooled down.

Everything is stable and online.

- Take two ice cubes
and call me in the morning.

- Yes.

Removing the black box.

- Must see TV.

Everything that's gone
down in the last week

is gonna be on that thing.

Cool.

- Give me the hyper coolant.

- Hello, Dr. Walker.

- Mr. Mazur.

I wasn't expecting you, where is?

- He didn't make it.

- Now this won't do, he said he'd be here.

- And he kept his word.

This place is like a graveyard.

- That is precisely why I needed

to speak with him in person.

This operation,

this facility, we're understaffed.

- So you need more bodies?

- No more money.

- Money, yes.

- You see work like
this doesn't come cheap.

And if we're no longer government funded,

where's our financing going to come from?

- Patience, Dr. Walker.

All of your questions will be answered

and your fears put to rest.

What's up, doc, are we open for business?

- Recovery is complete.

- I guess old soldiers never do die,

we just turn them into
bloodthirsty, killing machines.

You know, we could
overtake the whole country

with just a few of these.

Look at him.

What's his name?

- The troublemaker.
- Not anymore.

- Are you sure
we can control him this time?

- I've upped his dosage.

When I get through with him,

he won't even remember his name.

- Memory clearance initiated.

- Don't turn around.

Put your gun down or I'll shoot, I swear.

- What do you want?

- And need your clothes,
your gun and your ID card.

- Screw you.

- I told you not to turn around.

- Were you able to recover GR13?

- He never responded to the RTS.

- What about global positioning system?

- It doesn't register.

Bio readouts are all on the red.

- What does that mean?

- It means that whatever GR44
did to him, it was permanent.

- War is hell.

- Memory clearance complete.

- We're ready.

- Just a tracking, it's
been voice scrambled.

He's getting paranoid in his old age.

- Welcome home GR44,

it's good to have your back.

And welcome to our new recruits.

Gentlemen, because of our recent events,

our government's endorsement

of the Unisol program has been revoked.

- Should we really be telling them this?

- He considers them all family.

They need to know.

- They say they wont

support this family any longer.

But this is not the first time

your government is turned its back

on soldiers like yourself.

But I will not stand for it.

I will not turn my back on you.

I will not dismantle despite
what repercussions may come.

I plan to keep his
unit, this family alive.

This government has now
joined your list of enemies.

And the enemy, as you well know,

must be destroyed.

- What does this mean?

- We're going private.

- Mercenaries.

That's illegal.

- Welcome to the real world.

Now let's get this freak show on the road.

- I'll assemble a team.

- Universal Soldier blueprints,

should be interesting.

GR Unit 2, black box.

Okay, so he's got a VCR up his ass,

still has a nice butt.

Unit Awol Inhibitor.

So that's why you left.

God, you're not gonna
remember me, are you?

- Subject is
Lieutenant Eric Devereaux,

killed in action 16 days ago.

Autopsy results are positive.

Soldier is an ideal
candidate for regeneration.

Commence reanimation of dead tissue.

Let us proceed with 20,000 volts.

- 20,000 volts doctor.

- All right, everyone clear.

40,000 volts.
- 40,000 volts.

- 60,000 volts.
- 60.

Reverse instigated.

- All right, 30
ccs adrenalin, quickly.

- 30 ccs.

- 80,000 volts.
- 80,000 volts.

We have a pulse.
- All right 20.

200 ccs memory clearance serum now,

before he wakes up, come on.

- He's conscious.
- Clear his memory now.

Now, get him off, get him off me.

- Who are you?

- I'm a friend of your brother's.

- Luc?
- Yes.

- Where is he?

- I'll explain later.

We need to get you some clothes
before you freeze to death.

- I'm already dead.

- Like I said, this is
a simple show and tell.

If the buyer likes your product,

take the deposit then contact
me for further instructions.

Is that clear?
- Affirmative, sir.

- Dr. Walker,

I need these men to be
on their best behavior.

- They will be.

I don't see any reason for concern.

Prepare for pre-op check.

- Hey buddy, can you tell me
where I can find a latrine?

I haven't taken a piss in almost 40 years.

- And who are you?

- She's with me.

- Thanks.

- Let's get him over here.

They kept me here this whole time.

My parents, are they still alive?

- Yeah.

- When do I get to see Luc?

- You don't get anything
unless you hurry it up.

- Here, put this on.

- What is it?

- It'll tell you when you're overheating.

- Overheating?

- It has something to
do with you being dead,

your body is no way of cooling itself off.

- What?

- Look, I'm a news reporter, not a doctor,

so just wear the damn thing and let's go.

By the sound of it,
they're ready to pull out.

- All hands on deck.

Team performance will come in 10 minutes.

- Quick this way.

- Container two, ready for transfer.

- Looks like we're going for a ride.

- Test, test.

Eye link check.

Are you reading this, control?

- Reading you, affirmative.
- Affirmative.

Test two, test, test,
eye link check complete.

- Affirmative.
- Affirmative.

- Test three.

Test, test.

- Status, Mobile One.

- Yeah, we're good to go.

All right, take it away.

- Yes, sir, they're on their way,

everything is on schedule.

- What about our friends?

Have you heard from them?

- They're two hours from American airspace

and by the sound of it,
they're eager to make a deal.

- Oh man, far out.

So did we win the war?

- Vietnam?
- Yeah.

- No.

But we've won a few since then.

- So what's the story between you and Luc?

- I'm not sure.

- Yeah.

So you're not?

- No,

maybe.

We just, we went through a lot together.

Except he won't remember me
now, they erased his memory.

- You wanted to see me?

- We found GR13.

- How is he?

- He's a jigsaw puzzle.

I pulled this off GR44's black box.

- Where did this happen?
- Don't know yet.

But I'll have it broken
down for indicators.

Shouldn't be too difficult though.

- Ooh.

- Oh, you gotta respect his style.

- Go ahead.

- Dr. Walker,

I'm here in RMT and you're
not gonna believe this, sir,

but GR5 is missing.

- What?

That's impossible.

- Sir,

bogey on Sec Cam three.

These pictures were recorded last night.

- Son of a bitch, she followed us here.

- Doctor, look at D Cam.

- Oh God.
- You know him?

- It's gr5.

- What, in God's name,
would she want with him?

- You don't know much about
this operation, do you?

- My expertise is security and recruiting.

- Oh yeah.
- Yeah.

- Well let me educate you.

That man, GR5, his real
name is Eric Devereaux.

He's GR44's older brother.

- How did this happen?

- Well let me tell you.

It's simple, she walked right in.

Our resources aren't adequate.

We don't have enough people
to safeguard a place this big.

- You better pray this doesn't end up bad.

Because if it does, you won't
have a place to safeguard.

Connect me to the truck.

- We got stole aways.

- Guess the jig is up.

- No one says jig anymore.

- I'll take that, let's go.

- All right, move along.

- Frisk her.

- Eric Devereaux, US Army,

demolitions expert.

I hear you were quite a soldier.

Tell me what do you think of the future?

- Well if it's filled
with assholes like you,

I think it stinks.

- At ease soldier.

- I found this on him.

- What's on it?

- A recipe for strudel.

- My father taught me,
don't ever hit a woman.

- Your father must never had any fun.

- What
do you want me to do?

- Kill the girl, save the hardware.

- Relax, Devereaux, they
want you for spare parts.

No such luck for fugitive reporters.

- Stand down, GR44.

- Let's go.

Let's go.

- GR81, go after them.

- Jump.
- What?

- We have to jump.

Hurry Eric.

- Luc.

- Eric.

- Luc.

- Get them back.

- Come on.

- What the hell is going on?

This is supposed to be a ghost operation.

Get them back in a truck right now.

- Just a minute, Mazur,
I'm running this show.

- Listen to me, proceeded as planned,

we can't risk exposure,

- But they're getting away.

- Let him go.

Son of a bitch has a
tracking device in his leg.

Besides we have his
brother, he'll be back.

- Unisols seize fire, get
back on the truck now.

- Luc, wait.

Where are they going?

- Show and tell.

- Show and tell,

what's that's supposed to mean?

- We're going private.

- Take your pants off.

There's a tracking device
built into your leg.

Unless I take it out,
they're gonna find us.

Don't worry, I've done this before.

Here you do it.

- Sir, GR44 is offline.

- You said
he wouldn't be a problem.

- Not supposed to be.

Unless seeing his brother

brought back a memory we couldn't repress.

- Oh, this is not
supposed to happen twice.

- Well it does seem blood is thicker

than memory clearance serum.

- Your tenure's up.
- What?

- You're dismissed.

- Excuse me, sir.

- I'm taking over, I'm taking over.

- Fine.

- We need to find Eric.

- Right after we finish fixing you up.

You don't remember me, do you?

- No.

Who are you?

- A friend.

- Of Eric's?

- Yeah.

But I met you first.

Stay still.

- What exactly is your objective?

- I'm trying to help you.

But I'd like to think or hope

that you might, you know, need me still,

just like I need you.

There, I got it.

What?

- Hey you two.

Hold it right there.

What the hell's going on here?

- We don't want any trouble.

- Yeah, well, it looks like
you walked right into it.

- Luc, no, he's not the enemy.

He's having a bad day.

- Tell me about my brother.

- Eric was one of the first
soldiers they experimented on.

He's different from you,

his body never accepted the treatment

so they couldn't put him in the field.

- He was never a universal soldier?

I remember him going off to war.

- Sorry, Luc.

- They're going to pay
for what they've done.

know you can hear this.

- What?

- There is an
abandoned airstrip on Route 76,

24:00, don't be early, don't be late.

- Luc, it's them, isn't it?

- And if you don't show,

your brother will be executed.

- End of transmission.

They want me to trade you for Eric.

- We need to find a car.

- Veronica, these people will kill you.

- Yeah, you're just gonna have to save me.

- Red over green.

- I know.

I did a story once, on car thieves.

- Hey, my RV.

Hey, hey, hey, my car, my RV.
- Hey, hey, hey.

- Get back here.

Hey, hey, come one.

Get back.

Get back here.

- Stop.
- No, thieves.

Now where are we gonna live?

Couldn't you keep up?

- You should change.

You look like a GI Joe from hell.

Why don't you go back there
and find something to put on?

I don't think so.

- I don't need a babysitter, Mazur,

I can handle this transaction myself.

- Like you took care
of things on the road.

- Unforeseen circumstances.

It never would have happened

if security had done
their job back at base.

When do these big shots get here?

- That's on a need to
know basis, Lieutenant.

I'm assuming command.

- The hell you are.

This is a military operation,

I have tactical command.

- What does that mean?

- The Unisols won't respond to you.

- They will respond if you tell 'em to.

- Look, I don't care who the fuck you are.

This is my command, they follow my orders.

You wanna show off, I do
the showing, is that clear?

- Who's in charge?

Who's in charge?

Tell 'em.

- Unisol, there's been
a change in command.

Mr. Mazur is now Strike Force leader.

Acknowledge.

- Acknowledge,
change in command.

You're dismissed, Colonel.

Dump him on ice.

I hope he gets a better
attitude in his next life.

- We need a plan.

- Our objective is to recover Eric.

- I know, but how?

- Reconnaissance and strategic assault.

- Right.

Pull over.

- Where are you newly weds headed?

- Just up the road.

How would you like to earn
an easy a hundred bucks?

- I don't have to do anything weird do I?

- Who do we have here,
Mr. Red Band Deveraux?

- Who are you supposed to be?

- I'm the host of your family reunion.

Good to see you thawed down.

- Get me out of here, get me outta here.

- You bastard.
- That's too bad.

Get me outta here.

- Name's Becks.

- I'm Calamity Jane.

- Take it, he's Wild Bill.

- You got it.

- You two make a nice couple.

- The traitor you see before
you is to be executed.

I know you've all been told
never to kill a fellow soldier.

We're going to make an
exception to the rule this time.

GR44 has become the enemy.

The enemy must be eliminated.

- Affirmative.

- Correct.

- Sir, incoming aircraft.

- It's show and tell time, let's go.

- Can you really play that thing?

- Like I was born with it.

- That's Yung Sung.

- You know your terrorists.

That's good.

Mr. Yung Sung.

An honor to see you again, sir.

- Mr. Mazur, I wasn't
expecting to see you in person.

- Well we had something of a situation.

- Hope it was nothing serious.

- All taken care of.

- Good, good.

Now shall we get down to business?

- Bring 'em out.

- Okay, showtime.

- What is this?

This is supposed to be
an arms deal, Mr. Mazer.

- These are your arms, Mr. Sung.

The latest in biological warfare,

I give you the universal soldier.

- What is a
universal soldier, Mr. Mazur?

- Allow me to demonstrate.

May I please use your weapon?

Thank you.

Take a look, see for yourself.

Real bullets, real blood.

- This man should be dead.
- This man is dead.

- It healed.

- Recycled soldiers.

Think about it, no conscience,
no values or opinions.

For these boys, recruitment
is a thing of the past.

Furloughs, forget about it.

Guaranteed revival of martyrs career

and the hardware comes with the package.

- A hundred million dollars for these?

- Half upfront, half on delivery.

Price included 50 soldiers,

you of course supply the bodies.

We don't want any John Wayne's

to spoil the mix, now do we?

- Of course not.

- I take it we're engaged.

- For better or for worse, Mr. Mazur,

for better or for worse.

- It's away.

Well, things just got worse.

Annul the marriage.

You really didn't think

I would do business
with this piece of shit?

Now ice 'em.

On second thought, bury 'em,

they're too stupid to
bring back to the life.

Hardware comes back to base,
they won't need it anymore.

Good work.

- Psycho.

- Why don't we talk about
how you're gonna earn

that hundred bucks?

- Sarg, target acquisition 0.25 clicks.

- Son, do I look like a soldier to you?

- No, sir.

- Then what the hell is
all this chattering about?

- There's a vehicle approaching.

- They're early.

Okay, goodbye, yeah.

- Shit.

They tell me to turn left

and I turn left and now I'm
here in the middle of nowhere.

- It's a trap, check it out.

You hold your position.

- No problemo.

- All clear.

- I want you out of my eyesight right now.

- I'm outta here.

- I mean now.

- Never thought I'd see you again.

- You didn't think I'd leave
my little brother, did you?

- I was doing 50 pushups when
you were still in diapers.

- Can we save the macho bullshit guys,

I don't know how long Becks
can keep them occupied.

- Oh yeah, fan belt's loose,
I'll just tighten it up.

I got it.

- Get outta there.

- Everyone here?

Yep.

Got it.

Asshole.

- Sir, tactical command has
been breached, GR5 is gone.

- GR5 is gone.

- What about the diamonds?

- What about the diamonds?

- Grenades.
- Grenades?

- Grenades?

Annihilate them.

Quick go.

- Drive faster, much faster.

- Oh, man.

- Go, go, go.

- Go.

- Run.

Move, you freaks.

- Target is out of range.

- Yes?

- Sir, the transaction went as planned,

but I'm afraid it's
been a little side step.

- How little?

- 5.7, blonde hair,

she did it to us again.

- And the diamonds?

- They're gone.

But may I remind you that
this could have been avoided.

- Don't come back without
the diamonds, lad.

And don't make me remind
you why I hired you.

- Yes, sir.

- You don't mind if I be letting
myself off sometime soon.

Right here.

You can keep your hundred bucks.

- Hey, hell of a driving job, pal.

- We need to find another car.

- We've got to cool off first.

- She's swell.

- Yeah, swell.

- I need a cigarette.

- Well I hope she doesn't
come back too soon.

- Give me your.

Hey, how'd you do that?

- They're twist off caps.

According to the Surgeon General,

consumption of alcoholic
beverages impairs your ability

to drive a motor vehicle.

- No shit.

- No driving the truck tonight.

- Well you haven't lost
your sense of humor, anyway.

Cheers.

- Cheers.

I think the Surgeon General
might be onto something.

- There's no way this little
girl's gonna get away from us.

We're gonna come find you, honey.

- Okay guys, let's go.

- Luc, I can't see the ball.

Okay, give it a shot, little brother.

Not bad, that's a good start.

You gotta hit another ball.

Just watch.

- Just, nice and easy, not too hard.

- I can't see the ball.

- Must be the steroids.

Maybe pool's not your game.

- What's my game?

- I don't know but it
sure is good to see ya.

I missed you Luc.

- I missed you too.

- We're brothers.

- Yeah, right.

Well if you two bros need anything,

just give me a holler.

- Well I'm hollering right now.

Oh, oh.

Oh.

- Yeah, that's good.

- Girl, you need to get some sleep.

- Hello.

I have a surprise for you.

Tonight, you're gonna be my woman.

You're gonna smile,
you're gonna be in love.

You're gonna play my game.

- And if I don't?

- If you don't, you'll lose your life.

Oh, you smell so good.

- Hey, hey, hey guys.

- Hey, hey
come here, come here.

- Where is she?

- It's time to take out the garbage.

- Luc, wait, he's dead.

- I'm going to fix him.

- You can't.

Luc, please listen to me.

- Knock, knock.

You're supposed to say who's there.

Laughter is life.

You told me that.

Why doesn't he respond?

- Eric never took to the treatments.

That's why they never
put him in the field.

He's not built the way you are.

He can't be brought back.

I'm sorry.

Take your time.

- I'm gonna find out who did this to us.

I swear they're not
gonna get away with it.

- To create life costs money

and we're running out of it.

- Do
we have enough resources

to regenerate the team?

- Yes, but
he's still out there

and we cannot sustain
another blow like this.

- Don't worry.

You'll get your money.

And what about the picture?

- The research is complete and
I have assembled a team, sir,

but I don't think.

- Don't think, Dr. Walker,

that's my job.

Yours is to do.

Just do what I say and stay on track.

I will not have this agenda derailed.

- Yes, sir.

- Thanks, pal.

- How much you want?
- 10 bucks.