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Zulu
[man] In the year 2050, Earth was invaded
by a humanoid race called the Hing.
For six years, a hard and grinding war was fought.
At its conclusion,
we were forced to agree that the Hing
would retain control over land already won.
It was an uneasy truce,
especially in a city called Archangel.
[helicopter blades whirring]
Archangel.
Archangel.
The bridge is this way.
Ah! Oh!
Go on, I just need a second.
It's the parasite.
The booby traps will buy some time.
[Cass panting, groans]
[Winston] This will cut the pain.
Oh!
Thank God for painkillers.
Come on, come on.
If we can beat the helis, we have a chance. Come on.
[dogs barking]
I'll go first.
[man] Stop!
Lie down.
Sure, anything for a Hing.
Com-link on.
We're in sub-sector four.
We've got nothing here.
I have the man...
but there's still no sign of the woman.
I'm in sector 23-58.
I'll continue my search until I find her.
You'll have to do better than that.
What have you done?
[moaning]
[groaning]
Cass!
Was that better?
[siren wailing]
Com-link, this is High Centurion Sulat Ray.
I have a man down.
He's been infected.
The humans have crossed the road.
Let the patrols continue sweeping to the northwest.
Kill them or contain them, but don't get too close.
Sulat Ray, out.
Help... me.
I'm sorry, Duro, but I can't take the chance of it spreading.
No!
[Control Voice] There is nothing wrong with your television.
Do not attempt to adjust the picture.
We are now controlling the transmission.
We control the horizontal and the vertical.
We can deluge you with a thousand channels
or expand one single image to crystal clarity
and beyond.
We can shape your vision
to anything our imagination can conceive.
For the next hour,
we will control all that you see and hear.
You are about to experience the awe and mystery
which reaches from the deepest inner mind
to The Outer Limits.
[Control Voice] Some men lose themselves in war.
Others find themselves.
What is this?
Just a little something new I dreamed up.
A mochapalooza.
A little less palooza, a little more mocha.
There's open flames in here.
Ah,
the shining light of Mother Russia just walked in.
Good evening, Alex.
Good evening, Michael.
Everyone seems unusually boisterous tonight.
They're anticipating your arrival.
Oh!
My, my, my.
What is the occasion?
I hope you haven't suddenly become generous in old age.
We raised the price.
-75 cents. -75 cents.
Mmm.
I would have thought it was worth at least a dollar.
Sure, why not? I like round numbers.
Yeah, so do I.
[Nevsky] A prosperous evening for everyone.
Some more than others.
On more jejune matters...
A pair of NATO soldiers may have entered Archangel this evening.
That's understandable.
We're the garden spot of the Barents Sea.
The Hing are flashing rainbows over there.
Is there a point to this?
A two-man Hing scout craft was hijacked
a month ago.
So I heard.
No doubt some independent group of black marketeers double-crossed them.
No doubt.
That would come in very handy for soldiers trying to get back to America.
Yeah, if they could get their hands on it.
All this can be gone in an instant, you know.
The Hing have a very slender sense of humor.
Slender might be a little too broad.
So, if you hear anything...
Direct them to the nearest bus stop.
Lucky for me, I can walk home.
If you like home.
You ever think about home, Michael?
I am home.
But Archangel wasn't always your home.
And dinosaurs weren't always oil,
but that was a long time ago.
Just checking to see if not all your feelings had become fossilized.
Feelings are bad for business.
[Nevsky] But life isn't all business.
Maybe you should take a vacation.
Vacations scare me.
Good evening, Michael.
The night's still young.
Oh.
[indistinct chatter]
[clearing throat]
7/16ths, 10 millimeters...
Why can't we all use the same system, huh?
It's a plot, I tell you.
Mass insanity.
Induced by nuts. [chuckling]
My friend and I are looking for a nice warm bed.
One that doesn't have... bugs.
I'd recommend The Hilton...
but it got blown up!
[laughing]
We need to get out of Archangel immediately.
-I got a couple of bullets. -And I've got a gun.
Hey, where has the humor gone?
We still need to get out.
You think I'd still be here if I could arrange it?
We were told the underground had connections.
To hide things.
To trade on the black market, sometimes even to do things,
but to get out?
I vote for the bullets.
There must be somebody we can talk to.
Not dressed like that.
I want you to double the guard on the scout craft.
Consider it done.
Hey, I could use a hand with these boxes.
Hector will be right with you.
It's not my hand she's interested in.
That's why you're going and not me.
How's a real hero ever get to be so chicken?
I'd tell you but then I'd have to peck you to death.
Go help Teri.
[helicopter blades whirring]
[indiistinct chatter]
[sirens wailing]
You, you, you two--
Take them!
[woman struggling]
Hurry up!
[Speaking Russian]
Excuse me.
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am High Centurion Sulat Ray.
How do you do?
I'm looking for a couple new to Archangel.
Perhaps you have seen them.
Archangel is a very big place.
I only caught a glimpse of the woman.
She seemed quite beautiful, like you.
You're very kind.
Not at all.
They're wanted for sabotage.
You see,
I thought I knew all the beautiful women in the city.
So, what brings you to Heaven?
I'm...
I'm here to audition for the band.
Oh, what do you play?
Nothing.
She sings.
I thought you already had a singer in your band.
Yeah, but he doesn't look so good in a dress.
A couple of days ago, I put out the word that I was looking
for an additional singer.
What kind of songs do you sing?
Um...
Go ahead. Knock yourself out.
[band playing]
♪ All that I wanted ♪
♪ Was a love to be true ♪
♪ Come in from the cold now, baby ♪
♪ Get tangled in you ♪
♪ Just breathe in and breathe out ♪
♪ Breathe in and breathe out tonight ♪
♪ 'Cause you're my salvation ♪
♪ And you have saved ♪
♪ A soul that was lost ♪
♪ I fell so hard for you ♪
♪ I tripped on the side ♪
♪ Just when I couldn't see ♪
♪ I found someone ♪
♪ Just breathe in and breathe out ♪
♪ Yeah, breathe in and breathe out tonight ♪
♪ 'Cause you're my salvation ♪
♪ Breathe in, breathe out ♪
♪ Just breathe in and breathe out ♪
♪ Tonight ♪
[audience applauding]
[Michael] See what I mean?
Like a bird, but with attitude.
I look forward to further performances, miss...
Trenton.
Cass Trenton.
Yeah.
So do I.
Michael, I'm sorry. I thought you were dead.
-Oh, really? -Really.
Obviously.
I waited three months.
Don't lean forward like that.
Make like you're asking for more money.
That's better.
I couldn't wait any longer.
I didn't know there's a statute of limitations on devotion.
There's a war on.
You don't have to remind me.
Why didn't you try and get word to me?
I tried.
Why didn't you keep on trying?
Because you were gone.
You didn't wait.
I have this thing about waiting for people who were gone,
I don't like it.
Now, shake hands.
Smile.
Who's he?
On my team.
You just switched leagues.
We need to get out of here.
Michael, I'm sorry.
I bet, but I still can't help you.
Michael,
why don't you join us?
Whatever it is, the answer is "no."
I told you he wouldn't enlist.
It's not the pay, it's just, I've never been good at atrocities.
Neutrality extends only so far, Mr. Ryan.
What do you know about a missing scout ship?
It's missing.
If you would help us find it,
I could arrange passage back to America for you.
Dead or alive?
[scoffs]
Which would you prefer?
Alive, of course. It makes the swallowing so much easier.
How long have you known Miss Trenton?
A few weeks.
Where did you meet?
If you wanne know if she is single,
the answer is yes,
but I draw the line at asking her if she likes you.
Two NATO soldiers may contact you about the ship.
Why me? I sell coffee.
Perhaps they would like some for the road.
We'd like you to give them the ship.
So you can legally arrest them for possession of stolen property.
We have to keep up pretenses when it suits us.
It's a solid plan, except I haven't got the ship.
[breaking glass]
Suffer any good defeats lately?
The reward for its recovery
would be considerable.
Do you mean more than 30 pieces of silver?
That couple!
No, no, no, no!
[woman screaming]
Don't forget to tip your waitress.
Alex.
High Centurion.
[door opens]
See the angel fish?
How they rush for the food?
Do you know why they do that?
They're desperate.
And when things are desperate you could get bit.
What would it cost to rent a truck
and a driver to take us across the border?
You'd have to sleep with me. More than once.
-Let's go. -I guess you're not that desperate after all.
Look, nobody can get you across the border now. Even in a truck.
We're not looking for a nobody.
We're looking for a somebody.
A true patriot, huh?
The world is at war, Mr. Feevi.
We're looking for somebody with the courage to do what's right.
The cemetery's a mile down the road on your left. It's full of them.
Don't you believe in anything?
Yeah, staying alive.
It's too late for that, Mr. Feevi, 'cause you're already dead, in here.
A couple of months ago I rented out a big flatbed truck,
big enough to move a Hing scout craft.
And the scout craft, well, that could get you across the border,
and then some.
Who'd you rent the truck to?
I rented it to a guy named Hector.
He works for Michael.
Why don't you ask him?
Thank you.
Let's go.
[screaming in pain]
What the hell's wrong with her?
Hold on. I got a patch.
I got her.
Can you get your hands on any triantiphentenol?
That's a very expensive painkiller, and illegal.
We'll pay you.
[moaning in pain]
It's okay.
All right.
I need more.
That's the last one.
I'll see what I can do.
Then do it now.
It's the only way to manage the parasite.
What happened?
[screaming in pain]
[man screaming in pain]
Burn him.
Now!
[man screaming]
[Michael] 500 a week, plus 10% of the bartending.
[Cass] Michael, I said I'm sorry.
I know. My hearing's fine.
How much longer are you going to grind me?
How much time you got?
I'm not sure you really want to know.
Try me.
[indistinct chatter over radio]
I'm carrying a Hing parasite.
We stole it.
I've been altered by NATO scientists to be its host.
Its blood is highly contagious and lethal to the Hing.
Winston and I, we didn't think we'd make it this far.
Well that's just great.
You always were a survivor.
-If they catch me-- -Don't get caught.
Michael, this thing could end the war.
I mean, if we replicate its blood, we could wipe out the Hing.
We need to get back.
We need the scout craft.
I'm sure you do.
Then give it to us.
I haven't got it.
Why are you doing this?
I like coffee bars, and I've got a long memory.
Why can't you remember the good times?
I remember everything.
I remember where I met you. San Diego, that officers' club.
You were singing that guy into the ground and enjoying it.
It was a stupid bet, and it wasn't fair.
I'd sung before I'd enlisted, and he was just an amateur.
You were something else.
So were you.
And what am I now?
I wish I knew.
I haven't changed, Michael. It's the world that's changed.
I hadn't noticed.
So, now we're here.
Another prank of fate?
One of those accidents of life?
Curve ball you don't expect?
It was real, Michael.
Whatever else you believe, it was real.
Your first set starts at 8:00.
Ah,
I thought I would find you here.
Oh.
I thought you Russians liked the heat.
[Nevsky] There's heat...
And then there's heat.
I hear there is a nasty bug on the loose,
a parasite.
That's why they call it the flu season.
It's making the Hing uncomfortable.
Couldn't happen to a nicer bunch.
Perhaps, but when the Hing get uncomfortable
they tend to lash out.
Then everyone gets uncomfortable.
Sounds uncomfortable.
Feel a lot of love in this room.
Sometimes you can't stay neutral,
even if you want to.
Ah, sure you can.
All you need is enough money to retire on.
Like what you'd get for a Hing scout craft?
With the right buyer.
[Teresita] 'Night, guys.
Mmm, thanks.
Come on, let's go grab a bite.
[door opening]
Do you ever get an idea for a song
that keeps running over and over in your head.
[Hector] Yeah, it's a bitch.
You've known Michael for a long time, haven't you?
Yeah.
A long time.
[piano music continues]
[humming]
♪ Like a ghost from the past ♪
♪ He breezes back in ♪
♪ Like a soldier from the war ♪
♪ Like a flower lost in spring ♪
♪ And I see him walk through the ruins of time ♪
♪ He's deceiving my mind ♪
♪ Must be the accidents of life ♪
♪ Oh-oh, oh-oh ♪
♪ I held a candle for him in the chapel light ♪
♪ Is it fate or destiny? ♪
♪ Out of the shadows to haunt me ♪
♪ The truth, like a torch ♪
♪ That burns through your skin ♪
♪ Like a kiss from the sun ♪
♪ And your heart just begins ♪
♪ And I, I am torn between love and desire ♪
♪ And it burns me like fire ♪
♪ Must be the accidents of life ♪
♪ Oh-oh, oh-oh ♪
♪ I held a candle for him in the chapel light ♪
♪ Is it fate or destiny? ♪
♪ He's back from the shadows to haunt me ♪
♪ He's back from the shadows ♪
[door closing]
[helicopter blades whirring]
Hey.
You should be more careful about who you help.
Huh? What?
What? No!
What? No! Please, no!
No!
[punches landing]
Oh, my God.
[indistinct chatter]
[metal clangs]
It's louder when you turn it on.
But then you'd know how badly I play.
There's two guys
fighting to the death on the edge of a cliff.
One of them is losing, but he grabs the other guy
and jumps over the edge, taking him with him.
Who wins?
Neither, they're both dead.
I figured you'd say that.
Why don't you want to go back to America?
Land of the free, home of the brave.
Oh, I want to go back, just not yet.
Why? What's here for you?
Things.
Ah, things.
They can do that, can't they?
Yeah, they can.
I could arrange a safe passage.
Now all I need is that Hing scout craft.
That would help.
Now, why are you so hot about them anyway?
I mean, if you want action, what's wrong with the Spanish front?
Let's just say there are certain thingsabout them that interest me.
Ah, things.
Things.
Rumor has it there's a nasty bug going around.
Ow! Ooh!
Accidents do happen to people, Mr. Ryan.
Even innocent businessmen.
Is that what happened to Feevi?
Feevi?
The guy who looked like he fell asleep during a fire walk.
Yes, I heard about that.
Tragic.
Of course, now that he's dead,
he can't very well make any more business deals.
Of course.
Then, on the other hand,
there are always more businessmen.
They're sending a message.
Why does Michael hate you so much?
I don't know.
Just think about it. Might help us get out of here.
You said he was dead.
I thought he was.
Really?
Did you really think he was?
I heard he was shot down.
Unbelievable.
I'm going for a walk. I'll meet you back at the hotel.
[rod falling on ground]
[sizzles]
Would you please tell Michael I'd like to speak to him?
Sure, but he's not here right now.
Did he go home?
I don't know.
Well, when did you last see him?
Why don't you leave him alone?
Why don't you help me, and then I will.
[footsteps approaching]
[Cass] I need that scout craft, Michael.
Hello, Cass.
Oh, my God.
Oh.
No, no, no.
What have they done to you?
It's called a Hing hickey.
They used glow-fists,
red hot gloves that burn right through flesh.
It's their form of friendly persuasion.
Hey, you can put that gun down now.
And did they persuade you?
We need that scout ship, Michael.
I need that scout ship.
You know, only in bad movies do the bad guys talk a lot
before they shoot you.
Michael.
Michael.
Shh.
This is new.
Funny things happen
when you hit the ground at Mach 3.
[groaning in pain]
Cass?
[breathing rapidly]
Oh, that was fun.
Shh-shh.
It's going to be okay.
I can't let them get to me, Michael.
I can't.
It's going to be okay.
[Nevsky] Michael hasn't been in his place all night.
I think he's about to make a move.
I would almost guarantee it.
Archangel is neutralnych territorya,
neutral territory, High centurion.
I didn't realize you cared for him so deeply.
I don't.
Then that makes two of us.
However, I'll agree, he'll soon make a move.
He's been sitting on the fence too long.
All he needs is a little nudge.
And then he'll either give us the scout ship and soldiers,
or we'll arrest all three.
How will we know when it's going to happen?
I have a man watching him.
This way.
Are you in love with him?
Winston, don't.
You know, the worst thing about war is not what the enemy does to us.
It's what we do to ourselves.
I'm not leaving without you.
I know.
I love you.
[dogs barking]
I think we're being followed. Get down.
Yeah. Since we left the vehicle.
Come on.
-You go on, I'll hold them off. -Michael--
No, suddenly the prospect of retirement bores me.
Get ready to run.
[machine guns firing]
How much are they paying you, Teri?
Nothing, I did it for the whole world.
-Ahh! -Cass!
[groaning]
It's bad.
[machine gun firing]
-Just go! -No.
No, we're going to get you out of here.
[screaming in pain]
No, they'll catch you. Just go, please.
Shh-shh.
[Sulat Ray] Michael!
Give it up!
Michael.
I'll hold them off.
Sure can sing, can't she?
Like a bird.
[machine gun firing]
Shh-shh.
Just breathe.
Just breathe.
[groans]
I need you to get up, okay? I want you to get up.
Come on.
Come on.
We're there.
Let's go.
You're going to miss your ride.
Take the hopper.
Go, now!
Come on, we gotta go.
Now what?
Time to get back in the game.
There is NATO battalion just east of Onega.
Think they got coffee there?
I imagine.
[aircraft lifting off]
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but what we ultimately gain.
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