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Just think about this, man . I could hurt somebody with it.
Not with the safety on , you won't.
But--
- Where is the safety? - Exactly.
FARELL: All right, squad , this is it.
Let's beat to that drop ship, on the quick.
Three minutes to dust-off.
Private Cage, you can be on that drop ship or you can be abstract art.
Three minutes.
Asshole.
FARELL: Griff. - Sarge?
- Take care of Private Cage. - What, all day?
Something tells me it won't be nearly that long .
It's your moment.
[G U N FI RE]
On your feet, people! Get in line!
CAGE : Sarge? Sarge? FARELL: Nance, get me a sitrep.
CAGE : There's a mimic. FARELL: Three or four.
- Cover the flank. - Sergeant! Don't go.
There's a mimic buried in the sand .
WOMAN : Five hundred meters and they're coming in fast!
FARELL: All right, you heard the song . Here they come.
Mean as hell and thick as grass.
CAGE : Don't. Hey!
FARELL: Hold your fire.
Wait till they're right on us! Few more seconds!
[GASPS]
MAN : On your feet, maggot!
RITA: He will be in my drop ship. - Excuse me.
- Can I talk to you for a minute, please? - Yes.
Thank you .
- Problem? - Yeah .
- I can't do this. - What?
I'm not a soldier.
Of course, you're not.
You're a weapon .
And you're gonna make sure we get there in one piece. You'll be fine.
CAGE : Yep.
RITA: All right, Cage, let's see what you've got. - Yep.
How good are you , would you say?
I'm good , pretty good .
I'm a quick learner.
To control the Exosuit...
...you gotta control your mind , Cage.
Maybe there's a way that I could transfer this to you .
It doesn't work. There's no way to transfer it.
Did you try all the options?
What option are you thinking?
Oh , sex.
It doesn't work, I've already tried it.
How many times?
CAGE : It's 200 miles to the AIps.
This amount of fuel should get us about halfway there.
This Omega.
It's their power source.
So, what kind of...
...resistance are we expecting?
We'll see when we get there.
You done with that?
- Almost. - Good , we gotta go.
My jacket's low.
Next time bring more batteries.
Let's go, Cage.
This is Rita Vrataski .
- Otherwise known as-- KU NTZ: Yeah , yeah .
The Angel of Verdun .
Okay.
SKI N N ER: Oi . Oi .
So your name isn't really Ford , then? Eh?
[ALARM BUZZI NG]
FARELL: It's a new day, people.
Destiny calls.
The world expects only one thing from us: That we will win .
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