Original subtitles

(film projector clicking)

(laser zapping) (bright music)

(somber music)

- What about it, Komorov?

We're in deep shit.

- Yes.

(guns firing)

(suspenseful music)

(man grunts)

(guns firing)

(gun fires)

(guns firing)

(man in white cries out)

(guns firing)

(somber music)

(dramatic music)

(singers chanting) (church bells ringing)

- Blessed I'll be to receive God's gift.

His gift of free will which makes us the master

of our own destiny.

But be careful, my children.

Don't let ambition and the thirst for knowledge

turn into arrogance.

We can not strive to win over the holy power.

Those who are longing for it will pay the price

and their soul will only be the beginning.

(priest clears throat)

Such power is reserved for God himself only.

And there will be no absolution for those

who claim such power for themselves.

Hell itself will rise

and through the Four Riders of the Apocalypse

become the whip of mankind.

I looked and behold a pale horse

and its name that sat on him was Death,

and Hell followed with him.

Amen.

(ominous music)

How did you find me?

- (chuckles) Well, you're not exactly invisible, are ya?

- You shouldn't have come.

- I wouldn't have come if I didn't need your help, Heinrich.

- This name belongs to a life I left behind.

You should know that.

- Yeah, but this is important.

I need your help.

- Nothing you can say will make me leave.

- Komorov.

- Victor's killer?

Hm, impossible.

- It's possible.

My leads are reliable.

I just need you there to help identify him.

- This here is my mission now, my last mission.

- Bullshit.

You're tryin' to save one soul at a time

to wash the blood off your hands.

(singers chanting)

You wanna save souls?

Come with me and save all the souls

on this goddamn godforsaken planet.

(singers chanting)

That makes us even.

You won't ever see me again.

Maybe.

- I heard that.

Blessed are those who long for justice.

They shall be pleased.

I'll be back.

(dramatic music)

(men grunting)

(David sighs)

- Never underestimate your opponent

and never lose your concentration,

even when you think the battle has won.

Your opponent may take advantage of your mercy.

This is where knowing your enemy becomes very important.

- Appear weak when you are strong

and strong when you're weak.

All warfare is based on deception.

(Stoker clapping)

(triumphant music)

- Sun Tzu, "The Art of War."

- Stoker.

- Class dismissed.

Hup!

(bluesy electric guitar music)

- Darwin.

For you.

- All right, honey.

Run along now.

- Okay, Daddy.

- Well now who the hell's that?

Ain't nobody got this number.

- Ain't got no idea.

- [Stoker] It's me.

- Well, horseshit.

What you want, Stoker?

(suspenseful music)

- (sighs) Long time no see.

Not since the Espiritu Santo.

- What's up, Zimmerman?

Look like you gained a little weight.

- (chuckles) Look who's talkin', old man.

I'm surprised you aren't wearing any glasses.

- Well, I usually hit what I aim at.

I don't need to see it.

How 'bout you?

(Stoker chuckles)

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(chuckles) That's pretty good.

Hey, I never doubted you for a minute.

- Hey, John.

Are you finally finished here?

- Gimme 10 minutes.

Well let's say 15.

- (mumbles) Yeah, yeah, right.

(suspenseful music)

(alarm blaring)

(explosion booms)

(gentle music)

- What do you think?

- Yeah, yeah, you still got it, baby girl.

- That's the newest explosives from our company.

- No shit?

That big explosion came from a little girl like you?

- I figure with the right gear we could carry

more explosives than on our last mission.

- We?

Who said anything about we?

I just came here to say goodbye.

- We went over this last time.

You can't keep protecting me.

- No, no, this mission is much too dangerous.

- How can you tell me you're going to capture

my father's killer and then expect me to just sit at home?

- You know something?

You're just like your father, ornery and stubborn.

You coming or not?

(ominous music)

(man grunts)

(neck popping)

- So, you wanna play, little man?

(skin sizzles)

(men grunting)

(man whistles)

(dramatic music)

(David scoffs)

(taser crackling)

(taser zapping) (Brenner grunting)

- I gotta admit, I'm kinda impressed.

You can take a lot more than most other people.

Maybe you're into pain.

Whatever.

We got all the time in the world.

And then at the end, I will break you.

You are gonna tell me whatever I want.

- Please, can I have my gag back?

- (chuckles) Your wish is my command.

You want more pain?

You shall have it.

(door bangs) (woman gasps)

(dramatic music)

- What you doing laying around here for?

We've got work to do.

(gun fires)

(singers chanting)

- Yeah, tell me about it.

Uh-huh.

Oh, you don't have to be able to travel into Belgium.

Way too known over here. (chuckles)

No, we got all the people we need.

(ominous music)

(doors thudding)

(bluesy electric guitar music)

- Howdy, y'all.

- Darwin.

- In the flesh.

Look around ya.

Everything of what you see is nowhere,

and y'all in the middle of it.

Here.

Synchronize now.

Radiation's got it so that we

can't be here longer than 36 hours.

Of course, unless you wanna glow in the dark.

- What kind of place is this?

- This used to be a Soviet mining facility.

Guess they were excavating shit until that one

fine April day when they decided to quit outta the blue.

- The catastrophe?

- Well, whatever happened happened a couple of days

before the disaster.

Whatever it is they found in there,

they didn't want nobody lookin' for it.

Of course that ain't gonna stop us now, ain't it?

(suspenseful music)

Watch this.

(Darwin chuckles)

- Nice.

Thanks, cowboy.

- God dang it, I'm gonna shoot the next person

that calls me cowboy.

I done told you, no nicknames, butter knife.

- Where are the others?

- John's up at the lookout.

Stoker and the priest are out and about

meetin' up with a contact and gettin' somethin',

I don't know what.

But come on, I'll show ya the rest.

(knife thuds)

(suspenseful music)

- What's that?

- This is all you, Reiko.

Stoker wants to see what's inside.

(knuckles tapping)

- What do you think?

- This is Soviet made, not the usual American trash.

Which means it might take me a while to open it.

- I can blow it up.

- (chuckles) Well, I like the cut of your jib, little lady,

but this here ain't no Barbie doll house.

Whatever's inside Stoker wants in one piece.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey.

Aren't you on guard duty?

- Look around.

Who is going to find us here, hm?

(Brenner chuckles)

(boot thuds)

- This here is dynamite left over from the Soviets.

Check it out.

Well, that leaves you and me with the equipment on the bus.

Come on.

- By the way, who's the little one?

- Laurie?

- Mm.

- I'll warn you, mate, she's explosive.

- Trust me, I have no idea what I'm doing.

- Now you listen up.

I don't care who you are, or who you know,

or what you think you know about me.

I'm not a little girl.

Who do I have to fuck to get some respect around here?

- I need some help.

Give me 15 minutes.

(John laughing)

- Oh man, fuck off.

- [John] Too bad you ran, man, at Spiritu Santu. (chuckles)

(soft suspenseful music)

- [Heinrich] Come on.

- Ah, we were getting worried.

- Meeting in five.

- Hey, you look like you could use a drink, amigo.

- Too weak for me.

That's something for pussies.

- Hey, may I?

I really could use some.

Thanks.

(coughs) What is this?

Where the hell does this shit come from?

- (chuckles) Brewed in Texas, just like me.

Ah!

(soft suspenseful music)

- Say hello to your new best friends, Komorov.

- This man is our phantom.

I've been looking for him for a long time

with no success till now.

Underneath us is a vast tunnel system

built by the Nazis during World War II.

- What was its purpose?

- A command center underground in case of another war,

invisible to the skies.

- All right, and what's that go to do with this asshole?

- This man knows these tunnels.

He's going to be our tour guide.

- This man killed my father.

- Where did you find this guy?

- My friend, Sergei, he bumped into him in the Ukraine.

- I want to see his face.

- Okay.

- Wait.

He is Komorov.

You have no fuckin' idea who this man is, do you?

We're in deep trouble.

- Where you going?

- Get my rifle.

- Hey, Stoker, what the fuck?

- What about it, Komorov?

We're in deep shit.

- Yes.

- Why is that?

- Take cover!

(dramatic music)

- Oh shit.

(guns firing)

- Holy shit.

What the hell's goin' on out there?

Everybody all right?

- I'm fine.

- I'm okay.

- Still here.

- What do you see?

- More than two dozen.

Armed, masked.

They don't look military.

- All right, everybody take whatever you can carry.

Let's get the hell outta here.

(triumphant music)

- You're with me, little lady.

- Don't you want a weapon?

- I got everything I need.

- The name of the Father, the Son,

and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

- You really think this is the right time for that?

- Hell, didn't know there was a wrong time.

(suspenseful music)

- My God.

(suspenseful music)

(singing in foreign language)

(gun fires)

(guns firing)

(rifle clicks)

(man cries out)

(men grunting)

(singing in foreign language)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- [Masked Man] Drop the gun.

(masked man cries out)

(metal hissing)

(singing in foreign language)

(guns firing)

(masked man cries out)

(masked man grunts)

(gun fires)

(bones cracking)

(guns firing)

- Yeehaw!

(guns firing)

(man in white grunts)

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(John panting) (somber music)

- There are more coming in on the west end.

Cowboy, Laurie need support.

- [Stoker] Copy that.

Hold your position.

- Goodbye. (panting)

(guns firing) (triumphant music)

- Shit, there are too many of them.

- Stoker, nice of you to join us.

- I just finished talkin' to John on the radio.

(gun clicking)

- Well, it sounds like these guys are outta ammo.

- There's only one way to find out.

- Right behind ya.

(triumphant music)

(guns firing)

(masked man cries out)

(masked man cries out)

Hey.

(masked man grunts)

Don't mess with Texas.

(gun fires)

(men grunting)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(tongue clicks)

(gun fires)

(body thuds)

And stay down.

(triumphant music)

(singing in foreign language)

(Brenner whistles)

(men grunting)

(gun firing)

(men grunting)

- [Masked Man] Cute.

(singing in foreign language)

(bones cracking)

(knife squelches)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(guns firing)

- Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

(triumphant music) (singing in foreign language)

(gun fires)

(body thuds)

(masked man panting)

(somber music)

- We lose anyone?

- John and Brenner.

- Damn.

Good people.

- We killed at least 30 of them, maybe more.

However, I count about 50 more on this side alone.

- Holy shit.

- Who are these guys?

- All right, time to tell the truth.

I want to know why the fuck people are dying out here.

What's this mission about, Stoker?

- All right.

The Nazis were working in one of these tunnels,

creating a secret weapon.

It was designed to help Hitler win the war,

but fortunately he didn't get a chance to use it.

This project was called Atomic Eden.

(gun clicks)

The ultimate weapon of mass destruction.

- The power of God.

- (chuckles) Doomsday device.

I mean, that's what we're talkin' about, ain't it?

A motherfuckin' doomsday device?

- Stay calm, soldier.

We believe the Soviets found this weapon

and they created a explosion on purpose.

It created a radioactive fallout.

The tunnels were blocked and the area became uninhabitable.

- Then why the fuck are we lookin' for it?

- Things changed.

Since the disaster, radiation leakage

has minimized significantly.

Now, we can walk through certain areas

for small amounts of time.

- Komorov knew where the weapon was.

He was selling it to the highest bidder.

That's why we have to find this weapon.

- Weapon can not fall into the wrong hands.

Who's ever out there, they are after it.

- What equipment do we have left?

- Some weapons, but we are low on ammo.

There's the generator, cable, and a few floodlights.

The rest is still in the car.

- Still got that Soviet dynamite in that old box.

- Too dangerous.

The stuff is way too old.

Who knows if it's still reliable.

But I saw several chemicals in the lab upstairs.

I could create something similar to napalm.

- Without enough ammunition we won't stand a chance.

- We can gather some ammunition from the bodies.

- Whoever they are, they know our strengths now.

Maybe we should use that against them.

We secure the main entrances by lighting them.

We have everything we need for that.

Nobody likes to sneak up when an area is bright as day.

And if they take out the floodlights,

we'll know where they're coming from.

- What about the main entryways?

I mean, hell, they could get in through the windows.

- We could secure the main entrances

with my explosive traps.

- That should stop them for a while.

- All right, people, let's get on this now

before the sun sets.

- Yeah, they could hit us anytime from dusk till dawn.

- Keep radio silence.

Let's move it.

(soft suspenseful music)

- David, would you gimme a hand?

- It's a woman.

- Who are they?

(dramatic music)

- What are we looking for?

- I don't know, I don't know.

Anything that we can find that help us find

the exact position of this weapon.

I mean, I have one half of the map.

Komorov shows up, it's possible he has found the other half.

A key.

- I have a date with the vault.

(bluesy guitar music)

- Hey, Laurie.

I got one for ya.

Okay, what has 40 teeth and holds back a monster?

My zipper. (laughs)

All right, what the hell do you know about funny?

- Hey, will it work?

- Bam.

(David chuckles)

- The key fits.

- Wait, wait, hold on, hold on.

How do we know this damn thing is not gonna go kaboom?

- It's a women's intuition.

If you are afraid, step back.

(door clicks)

(Stoker chuckles)

All we need now is the third part.

Well, maybe this is important.

Let's go join the group.

(suspenseful music)

(crickets chirping)

(soft suspenseful music)

(generator rumbling)

(soft suspenseful music)

(owl hooting)

(Darwin grunting)

- Son of a...

Okay. (groans)

You gonna help me with these goddamn bodies or what?

- Yeah.

- We're getting close, Heinrich, I can feel it.

- Be careful what you wish for.

I have.

- What the hell, you wanna live forever?

- If it is God's will.

I pray for you.

- I need that.

(Darwin panting)

- Find any ammo?

- Just a few clips.

Most of their weapons were out.

They unloaded on us so they could better detect us.

- Goddamn death wish.

Who the fuck are these guys anyway?

- Maybe they find peace in death

that they never found in life.

Amen.

- Aw, hell, Jesus wouldn't have said it like that.

- All right, cowboy.

Why don't you show me what Jesus would say.

- He'd say, rest in peace.

It was a damn good fight.

And stop callin' me cowboy.

- Touching.

(soft suspenseful music)

(owl hooting)

(feet thudding)

- Waiting sucks, huh?

- Hang tight there, little lady.

- Nothing's moved.

Why doesn't Stoker advance?

May I, cowboy?

(Darwin chuckles)

(Laurie grunts)

Wow, that's definitely the best moonshine I've ever tasted.

Not too strong, not too weak.

Just perfect.

- Well, hell.

Might finally get a use outta these.

(gentle music)

(sighs) Can I ask you somethin'?

- If it's about my father, then no.

- Sorry you didn't get to kill Komorov yourself.

- Thanks.

To us.

- To life.

(Darwin sighs)

(crickets chirping)

(metal jingling)

(ominous music)

(gun firing)

(gun clicks)

(gun fires)

(fire whooshes)

(men in white crying out)

(fire whooshes)

(man in white groaning)

(guns firing)

(fire whooshing)

(man in white crying out)

(guns firing)

(fire whooshes)

(gun fires) (fire whooshes)

(man groaning)

(guns firing)

(explosion booms) (man in white grunts)

(guns firing)

(gun fires)

- How bad is it?

- Deadly.

Forgive me, Father, my...

(somber music)

- Goodbye, my friend.

God go with you.

- We can't keep this up much longer.

We won't make it through another attack.

- She's right.

We are running out of ammunition.

(ominous music)

We're running out of luck.

And we're running out of time.

- [Darwin] Our Alamo. (chuckles)

- It's time to go.

- There's no shame in a strategic retreat, sir.

(Stoker sighs)

- To give them this device is not an option.

It will cost too many lives.

- Seems like an awful high price

for somethin' nobody wants.

- You got something to say to me?

- No, sir.

You know I follow orders and lay down my life for you,

but this mission's been desperate from the get go.

I'm all for tryin' to keep this thing out of wrong hands.

All's I'm sayin' is, how do we know

who has the right hands?

(soft suspenseful music)

(fighters cheering) (dramatic music)

(ominous music)

- [Darwin] Aw, shit.

- Look, there's no point in dying here.

Not now, not like this.

We'll get reinforcement, new equipment.

We can come back.

- If we leave, we come back, it won't be here.

- Then we will find them and we will take it from them.

But now we have to get out of here.

- Ethan, remember what you promised my dad?

He wouldn't want us to die here.

- It's not my plan to die here.

- It wasn't my plan to bring you here either.

- You know you wouldn't have been able to stop me.

- Yeah, yeah, you're probably right.

All right, we can escape through a tunnel

underneath the city.

- Tunnel?

Why the hell didn't they use that?

- I don't think they knew about it.

I saw it on Komorov's map.

- If that's true, they have nothing to do with Komorov,

which means they are here for us.

- Son of a bitch.

- They could follow us through the tunnels.

- Not if Laurie does her thing, right?

- There's nothing in the world I can't blow up,

but it's gonna take a while.

This stuff is really unstable.

- All right, I say we move out.

They're probably planning another attack on us right now.

All right, move out.

(suspenseful music)

Move out.

(gun clicks)

(trunk thuds)

- Careful, this stuff doesn't like friction.

- Well, I like friction, don't you?

- Sure, makes me explode, too.

- (chuckles) Gonna have to remember that.

Little lady.

(dramatic music)

- So how does this thing work?

- With adjusted time triggers.

They won't be too precise, but they'll do their job.

We have 15 minutes.

- And the tunnel?

- I used my last bit of napalm containers

and some wires for the entrances.

It's old school but it'll work.

Just be careful with the wires, though.

- When does the countdown start?

- About two minutes ago.

- Then let's get out of here.

(gun fires) (glass breaking)

(guns firing)

Sniper.

(somber music)

- I'm sorry I let you down.

- Sir.

- They will pay for this.

They'll pay.

- Sir!

We have to get out of here.

Let's go.

- Darwin, let's move it.

(Darwin grunts)

(somber music)

- Good luck, partner.

(Darwin grunts)

- Where's Darwin?

- Didn't make it.

Let's go.

(ominous music)

- [Man In White] Attack!

(men grunting)

(dramatic music)

(singing in foreign language)

- Give me five minutes.

- Fuckin' hero.

- David, don't keep me waiting.

(singers chanting)

(Stoker grunting)

(singers chanting)

- Haven't I killed you before?

Where was that again?

- Espiritu Santo.

- Yeah, you're right.

(dramatic music)

(singing in foreign language)

(David cries out)

Shit.

- Wait, we should wait for David.

- I wouldn't worry about David.

He can take care of himself.

(David grunts)

(singers chanting)

(somber music)

- Take care of your mother, honey.

(singers chanting)

(Darwin chuckles)

To me.

- What is it?

- I don't know, I don't know, something's wrong.

I remember from the map, the tunnel stops here.

But that's not true.

It continues.

- We have to go.

(singers chanting)

(David grunting)

(singers chanting)

(fighter grunts)

(singers chanting)

- It's here.

It has to be.

(electricity zapping)

- How is there power down here?

- When the Germans build something,

they build it to last forever.

Mein Kampf?

I don't think so.

(singers chanting)

It's here.

I know it's here.

(singers chanting)

(clasps clicking)

(ominous music)

(weapon pulsating)

(dramatic music)

(men grunting)

- He can still make it.

- Time's up, let's go.

(guns firing)

- Maybe the dynamite was too old.

- No, no, trust me.

It's Laurie's way of saying goodbye.

- What?

- Head down.

(explosions booming)

You da bomb, Laurie.

You're the real bomb.

- David.

(somber music)

(Reiko sobbing)

(singers chanting)

(triumphant music)

So, that's why all those people had to die?

For a Nazi secret in an old suitcase?

- They sacrificed their lives for the future of mankind.

- Then why do I have the feeling

this should have remained where it was, lost and forgotten?

- Sooner or later Komorov would have found it,

or somebody like him.

That's why we had to secure it.

- [Reiko] And what are you gonna do with it now?

- You guys waiting for me or what?

- And here you are.

(David groans)

- One second, just hold on.

Is this what I think it is?

- That's what we came here for.

You sure you won the fight?

- You should see the other guy.

- (chuckles) Yeah, right.

(engine rumbling)

I hear traffic.

Home is that way.

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

- Let's see.

The last time I saw you, you were twice as big and black,

which means that either the last mission

that you were on completely changed you,

or you're not Stoker.

- He couldn't make it.

- Couldn't make it. (sighs)

Well.

Ya see, I was really hoping that you were

a white midget Stoker, 'cause we have a problem.

(scoffs) A big fucking problem.

You see, I had a date with Stoker

and you're telling me that you're not Stoker,

and I really wanna believe that you are.

So who the fuck are you?

- Insurance.

(suspenseful music)

- Well, at least ya did the right thing.

- I hope so.

A lot of good people died for it.

- Do you have any idea what this is?

This is the beginning and the end of everything.

This is what every man craves.

This is what every man fears.

This is the power of God, man.

This is Atomic Eden.

- Stoker trusted you.

- He found out who Komorov was, didn't he, goddamn it?

Goddamn the fuckin' Russians!

You'd think after years of espionage they'd know

how to fuckin' keep a secret.

So that's why Sergei is off the map.

Now it's all starting to come together.

Stoker thinks he's got the upper hand, doesn't he?

- Maybe not, but it's the right hand.

(triumphant music)

- Where the fuck do you think you're goin', punk?

Huh, you think this is a game?

Do you know how many people are gonna die

to try to get that?

Do you have any idea what you're dealing with?

Atomic Eden is ours.

You're gonna tell me where I can find it

and gonna tell me now.

- You can't kill me, not if you want to find Stoker.

- You tell Stoker if it's war that he wants,

it's war he's gonna get.

- Greatest victory is that which requires no battle.

(man in black cries out)

- Sun Tzu.

Yeah, I know, "The Art of War."

Fuck you!

(soft ominous music)

(phone beeping)

Yeah, it didn't go so well.

I was stood up.

Don't worry, we'll find him.

I got the best chefs in the kitchen.

Yes, sir.

I understand.

(man in black cries out)

You're fuckin' mine, Stoker.

(ominous music)

- [David] He won't stop until he gets what he wants.

He's coming after you.

- All right then, be prepared for war.

(dramatic music)

(singers chanting)

(somber music)

(singers chanting)

(singers chanting)

(dramatic music)

(singing in foreign language)

(somber music)