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Come on.

That's one hell of a kiss, ma'am.

I thought for sure we all just made promotion.

It was just an obstructed airway. This technique clears it.

Perhaps you Americans are not as medically advanced as you believe.

Thanks.

I'm gonna need some answers.

You're going to have to be more specific, Captain Storm.

Why are we running missions for Chinese intelligence, hmm?

What attacked and destroyed my boat?

How are we standing on an island that by every chart ever drawn doesn't exist?

And are you gonna answer any one of these goddamn questions?

No.

Johnny gonna be okay?

We're in the shit, Captain.

Radio is unsalvageable, munitions are light,

sea rations are-- Well, lost at sea.

The only way any of us is going to be okay

is to complete the mission,

find my people's science station and secure their research.

Top secret research so important it could end the war.

-How did you know that? -You just told me.

There's a transport plane at the station,

and hopefully enough fuel to get us back to your fleet.

It's a long hike and we don't want to be moving here at night.

So tell your men we need to head out now.

They're Cloud's men.

I'm just a skipper of a 50-ton pile of beach scrap.

Really, Agent Long, I want to thank you for saving my life.

I don't know what you did but... Well, thanks.

Control your animal or I will.

What is it, Pooch?

Sweet holy mother!

That was... That was a...

That was a mistake.

Losers, take them out.

Storm!

Gung-ho.

Fall back!

Go!

-Why are we here? -Shh!

No! No more of this secret agent crap.

Were we sent here so the Allies could use these things against the enemy?

-Is that it? -Don't be absurd.

Absurd is running from a swarm of hungry dinosaurs.

You think too small.

The plan is to weaponize the incalculable power

which ripped them from their time and delivered them here.

-And you're being reckless. -Oh, I'm being reckless?

No sudden movements.

What the hell are you doing?

Shh!

You made it.

You're welcome.

I was doing just fine until you tried to blow me up.

Mmm-hmm.

Where is everyone?

-What is this? -It's a laceration.

A wound in time and space,

emitting energy a 100 times greater than

the atomic bomb your scientists are developing.

Once we've harnessed it, this war...

All war, will be history.

A 100 times?

With a weapon like that we will all be history.

Extinct! Like the creatures on this island.

No. Whichever side doesn't get this weapon will be extinct.

Nobody's getting it, Fan. We're gonna destroy it.

You can't. Anything you fire at, it will end up on the other side.

Wherever and whenever that is.

Johnny, I have orders.

My country needs me--

- Pooch! - Gunner!

Cap.

Are we glad to see you.

-The others? -We got separated.

Come on. Come on!

Oh, Pooch.

Wait. Wait a--

Oh, no, kid. No.

-I can draw it away from camp. -Henry, no!

Henry? Henry's not here.

On the track, I'm Mile-A-Minute Jones.

Fastest anything alive.

Hey, ugly!

Sarge, find the armory.

-We need something heavy. -On it.

You're down a gunner.

Off the plane, Bill. This is a one-man mission.

No time to explain.

You want to save Jones by bombing the Lizard King

back to the Stone Age.

And if that doesn't do it, you're going to go kamikaze.

See, the problem with you making that one-way trip is that

you got a unit out there that needs you.

- I got this. -We don't have time to argue.

Johnny, I was born a Loser and I'm gonna die a Loser.

At least, let it be for something.

Don't look so shocked.

We're all soldiers here, Sergeant.

Shit!

Here, kid!

Let me guess. Made in China. Plan B it is.

Yeah, that's about right.

What the hell is this?

-She killed the researchers. -What?

My orders were to...

contain all knowledge of the anomaly.

That's why we're here?

-Your mission was to murder your people? -And yours.

Everyone on the island.

Why are you looking at me like that? I am following orders.

Securing a weapon of unimagined power

to vanquish our enemies and lead my people to everlasting glory.

-You would do the same. -You're wrong.

That thing can be destroyed...

from the inside.

Did you find the heavy artillery?

There's some 100 pound GP. It's probably from the plane.

I guess it was a two-man job after all.

No, you need a marine. I'm in.

I came from nothing, Captain. Ran away and never looked back.

-If I go-- -He's coming too.

Well, you ain't got lead in your pants yet.

Let's go, soldier.

You do this, you lose everything.

That's what we do.