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I'm not sure if we're even on the air.
This is a series of explosions.

This is a major incident.

The emergency is a major incident.

It does now appear to be a major attack.

Since they landed outside Hamburg five
years ago, they have steadily advanced

across Europe. We've suffered millions
of casualties, and yet the evacuation of

key government officials continuing.
Nothing we have done has been able to

stop their advance.

The Europeans have paid the highest
price. ...to mimic and even anticipate

our actions.

We do not defeat them in France. We'll
be fighting them in the streets of

London, then New York, then Tokyo.

All of humanity is at stake. After five
years, we finally have a victory.

These pictures are just in from Verdun.
The quick coalition victory was how low

casualties were. We have seen a stunning
victory here today.

The United Defence Force... How do you
convince people that this is a fight

that can be won?

This is an alien invasion in a global
war. With the new jacket technology and

limited amount of training, we've been
able to create super soldiers.

Look at Rita Vertasky, the Angel of
Verdun. They're calling her the Angel of

Verdun. The Angel of Verdun is the new
hope for this world.

It's extraordinary. With the new jacket
technology and limited training, Rita

Vertasky was able to kill hundreds of
mimics.

We're managing to hold them back at the
English Channel, but for how long?

And with this new technology, we're
going to defeat them. Operation Downfall

is going to be the largest mechanized
invasion in the history of mankind.

But we will be victorious.

We fight.

That's what we do.

The General will see you now.

Thank you.

Operation Downfall.

The entire might of the UDF, invading
from France, the Mediterranean,

Scandinavia, relieving pressure on the
Eastern Front, allowing the Russians and

Chinese to push the enemy back.

We all meet in the middle, exterminating
this mimic scourge along the way.

A lot of good soldiers are going to die
tomorrow, Major.

When the smoke clears and the body bags
start coming home, people tend to look

for someone to blame, someone like me.

Ideally, I'd prefer a different
scenario.

Please.

A best-selling memoir, perhaps.

Maybe a career in politics?

Off the top of my head, I would go with
the sense of manifest destiny.

Rags to riches, rapid rise through the
ranks of born to deliver us and the

people.

I love that sort of thing. You
misunderstand, Major. I didn't ask you

here to sell me. I want you to sell the
invasion.

Okay. You ship out to the coast in one
hour. Your camera crew is standing by.

You'll be on the beach with the first
wave.

I'm sorry. The first wave? The beach?
You mean the front? Front.

Satellites show minimal enemy movement
on the coast.

A little resistant.

A little exciting. Something to tell
your grandchildren.

Bye. Appreciate the confidence, General.

I do this to avoid doing that.

I was an ROTC in college.

The war broke out. I lost my advertising
firm, and here I am. I do what I do, and

you do what you do.

But I'm not a soldier, really.

No, of course you're not. That's why I'm
embedding you with several hundred

thousand men and women who are.

While it is an honor, General, I'm
afraid I'm apt to decline.

Can't stand the sight of blood.

Not so much as a paper cut.

But sitting here thinking about this, a
couple of names come to

mind that I feel I could recommend to
you. It's not an offer, Major. It's an

order.

General, I am an officer in the United
States military.

You don't even have the authority.

I have spoken to your CO.

You are now under my command.

You will retain your present rank, of
course.

My secretary has all the details.

Do a good job, Major.

Good luck. You are dismissed.

General, I just inspired millions of
people to join your army.

And when the body bags come home and
they're looking for someone to blame,

how hard do you think it would be for me
to convince people to blame you?

I'd imagine the general would prefer to
avoid that.

Are you blackmailing me, Major?

I would prefer not to be filming acts of
heroism and valor on that beach

tomorrow.

You won't be.

I'm glad we could, uh...

Excuse me, General.

Thank you.

Arrest this man.

feet, maggot!

There's no way to address an officer,
sergeant. That's how I address a slack

-jawed recruit right before I bust his
hole with my boot heel, maggot! Hold up

there, son.

Can I help you, sir?

Where the hell am I, sergeant? Forward
operating base Heathrow.

You just came in with the fresh
recruits.

Do I strike you as a fresh recruit?

No, sir, you do not.

My name is Major William Cage. I'm an
American officer. Officer?

This is processing.

There's no officers down here. I got
this, Sergeant.

How the hell did you end up in
processing?

What was it?

Polka night?

Bachelor party?

It's all the same to you, Sergeant. I'd
like to explain that to my commanding

officer in Washington. So if you just
take me to a phone... Haven't you heard?

We're T-minus all S.H. out.

We're fixing to invade France.

This old FOB's on lockdown. No calls.

In or out.

Name's Farrell. That's right.

Master Sergeant Farrell. Master Sergeant
Farrell. You're an American. No, sir.

I'm from Kentucky.

Okay. Well, look at me.

Look at where I am.

I've been railroaded.

It's obvious I don't belong here.

So, please, Sergeant.

There has to be a way I can make a phone
call.

I'll get you sorted out, sir.

Thank you.

Right this way.

Where are you from in Kentucky,
Sergeant? Little town called Science

Hill. Heard of it? Have now.

How about you? Where are you from?
Cranberry, New Jersey.

They grow a lot of cranberries there, do
they?

Tomatoes. Best you ever had. Why do they
call it Cranberry then?

Why do they call it Science Hill?

Never asked. Don't care.

After you.

You're not taking me to phone, are you,
Sergeant?

No, I'm not.

Seems about the only honest thing you've
said to me so far is your name.

Says here you're a deserter.

It says here you were caught
impersonating an officer. It says here

you'd likely try to make an outside
call, even compromise security of this

operation. Anything to get out of combat
duty tomorrow.

But that's not gonna happen.

Ever.

Private Cage.

Rumor is a terrible thing.

Come nightfall, these men will all reach
the same conclusion, that you're a

coward and a liar putting your life
above theirs.

The good news is there's hope for you,
Private.

Hope in the form of glorious combat.

Paddle is the great redeemer, the fire
of crucible in which the only true

heroes are forged.

The one place where all men truly share
the same reign, regardless of what kind

of parasitic scum they were going in.

Squad, this here is Private Cage.

Private Cage, J-Squad.

Isn't that an officer's uniform?

Those sure ain't officer cufflinks.

I see everyone is having a productive
morning. You know, it gives me a swell

of pride knowing soldiers of your
caliber will be leading the charge

tomorrow. Tip of the spear, edge of the
knife.

Crack of my ass.

Private Kimmel, what is my view of
gambling in the barracks? Dislike it,

Sergeant Farrell.

Nance, why do I dislike it? Because it
intones the notion that our fate is in

hand other than our own.

And what is my definitive position on
the concept of fate, Corris?

Through readiness and discipline, we are
masters of our fate.

You might call that notion ironic.

But trust me, you'll come around.

Private Cage is a deserter.

I'm making you all personally
responsible for his deliverance.

He will be combat ready at 0600
tomorrow.

Combat ready? Private Cage is on
delusion. He does not belong here. We

must dissuade him of this delusion.

If he tries to run, feel free to
dissuade him until he can't piss

standing up. You have to listen to me. I
will never be combat ready. I'll be you,

Cage.

Tomorrow morning, you will be baptized.

Go on again.

P.T., ten minutes.

You're not in uniform.

Grab it.

It's a new day, people.

Destiny calls.

The world expects only one thing from
us. That we will win.

I'm free, man.

All right, man. Let's get this show on
the road. I've got to suit up.

What's that noise? Let's go.

I've never been in one of these.

Yeah, well, I've never been with two
girls at the same time before.

You bet. When that day comes, I'll make
it work. Come on.

It's Chris.

Chris. Chris.

Think about this.

Where is the safety? Exactly.

It's time.

Look at the owl. It's the full metal.

Riff. Sergeant. Take care of Private
Cage.

What, all day?

Something tells me it won't be nearly
that long.

Lost Germany.

Lost France.

If we lose today, we won't get to fight
another.

I know the pressure on you is enormous.

Two minutes to drop.

All right to be shared.

Remember, there's no courage without
fear.

Hey!

Hey, mate! I think there's something
wrong with you two.

Yeah.

There's a dead guy in here.

Hey, watch your back out there, sir.

No one else will.

One minute!

One minute to drop!

Hey!

Hey! What?

How do I turn the safety off of my
weapon?

What? How do I turn the safety off? Oh,
my God!

You're going the wrong way.

You're going to miss your moment.

What the hell?

They don't know we're even coming.

It's a slaughterhouse, man.

It's a slaughterhouse.

Pull yourselves together, boys. On your
feet, people.

Get in line.

Hands. Give me a sit-rep.

Safety. Grab a board. My safety.

My safety.

My safety.

How do I get my safety?

I'm waiting there. I got safety.

Some bitch.

Look alive if you want to stay that way.

Direct connection.

Move.

Here they come.

Mean as hell and thick as grass.

Wait till they're right on us.

See you in a second.

Can I help you, sir?

Sergeant Farrell.

That is my name.

I think I get it.

What was it?

Poker night?

Bachelor party?

I'm not sure.

It happens.

I'll get you sorted out, sir.

Let me take those for you.

What day is it?

For you?

Judgment day.

The good news is there's hope for you,
Private.

Hope in the form of glorious combat.

Battle is the great redeemer.

Fire a crucible, which the only true
heroes are forced.

Did you just interrupt me, Private?

Sergeant.

Here.

You're not going to believe what I'm
about to tell you. No, I'm not.

Now, where was I?

The fiery crucible.

The fiery crucible in which the only
true heroes are forged.

One place where all men truly share the
same rank. It's obvious what kind of

parasitic scum they were going in.

Squad, this here is Private Cage.

J-Squad.

Isn't that an officer's uniform?

Sure, Officer Copeland.

You know, it gives me a swell of pride
knowing soldiers of your caliber will be

leading the charge tomorrow.

Tip of the spear, edge of the knife.

Crack of my ass.

Private Kimmel, what is my view of
gambling in the barracks? Dislike it,

Sergeant Farrell. Yes, why do I dislike
it? It entertains the notion that our

fate is in hands other than our own.

And what is my definitive position on
the concept of faith?

Chorus. You might call that

notion ironic.

Trust me, you'll come around.

Oh, for Christ's sake, Kimmel.

I'll go be free, man.

All right, man, let's get this show on
the road.

Hey,

what the hell's wrong with you, man?

Have you ever been in one of these
before?

Maybe.

Do you know what the safety is?

I'm not sure.

Good.

No pressure on you at all.

Two minutes to drop.

It's all right to be scared.

Remember, there's no courage without
fear.

Hey!

Hey, mate!

I think there's something wrong with
your shoe.

There's a dead guy in here.

Yes. Hey, watch your back out there,
sir.

I'm hit.

How bad is it?

Is there... Is there a lot of blood?

I hear a hole in your chest.

Really?

My... My battery...

on your feet maggot sergeant farrell
sergeant farrell can i help you my name

is major bill cage of u.s army media
relations i was at a bachelor party or a

poker game you have an order in your
left pocket it says i'm a deserter

caught impersonating an officer but what
it doesn't say is that your your name is

master sergeant farrell from science
hill kentucky and if you'll give me 30

seconds to explain how i know that you
may just hear the lies of every soldier

on this base

Okay, I'm fine. I'm fine.

This is J-Squad, yes?

This is J-Squad, yes. Not that I should
know that, but okay.

Have any of you met me before?

I don't know you.

Exactly. Yes.

Thank you. Your name is Nance. You're
Bibble.

Kimble. Kimble.

You fight balls out, literally.

Ford. Skinner. Griff.

You're... He doesn't talk much.

But there's a card game under the bed.
Thanks a lot, asshole.

Kimmel's working on a flush, spades, no,
clubs.

And you're gonna make me eat those
cards.

Am I right?

What I'm about to tell you sounds crazy.

It's true.

And you have to listen to me.

You're very wise.

Depend on it.

I'm done.

I'm trying to save you.

We're getting slaughtered. You need to
get us off this beach.

We have to go. This rock tip is about to
explode.

We have to go now.

Wait.

when you wake up.

Come find me when you wake up.

On your feet, maggots.

Get in line before I bust your hole with
my boot heel, maggots.

Good news is there's hope for you,
Private.

That was the great redeemer, the fire of
crucible, which the only true heroes

affords. The one place where all men
truly share the...

Private Cage, and you must be J-Squad.

It's good to meet you.

Isn't that an officer's uniform?

These sure ain't officers' cufflinks.

Keys in the left pocket, probably.

Private Cage is a deserter.

I make you all personally responsible
for his deliverance.

He will be combat ready by 0600
tomorrow.

Private Cage's undelusion does not
belong here.

We must dissuade him of this delusion.
If he tries to run... Oh, no, no, no.

I'm not going to run from you guys.

It's not a chance. He can't piss down
enough.

Thank you, Sergeant Ferrell.

What next, a little, uh, PT?

PT! Ten minutes!

Left!

Left!

Left! What are you? Sound off!

I'm a warrior!

What do warriors do?

Kill! What do you gotta do?

Kill! What do you gotta do?

Kill! It's gonna be my 20th battle
tomorrow, man.

You haven't hit in 20 battles, man. I
have two.

You're going to dump your load the
second we hit the beach tomorrow.

Why don't you two get yourselves a nice
hot cup and shut the hell up? You funny

girl. But I bet you I set some kind of
record tomorrow.

Buster's son, when he busts with sports,
slip it in your own shit.

Knock off the grab ass.

Grab this, George.

Hold up.

Private, drop and give me.

50, search.

That's right.

50.

Platoon, drop and give me 50 compliments
of Private Cage.

Thank you, sir.

And one, and two, and three.

What the hell were you thinking?

There's hope for you, Private. Hope in
the form of glorious combat.

The battle is the great Redeemer.

I'm back.

Excuse me.

Sergeant Patasky.

Excuse me.

Sergeant Patasky?

Yes? Who said you could talk to me?

I've got something on my face, soldier.

You did.

You did. Tomorrow.

At the beach.

Tomorrow. At the beach.

We meet again.

You said to find you when I wake up.

You do know what's happening to me.

Come with me.

Now, you don't talk to anyone about this
but me.

It's the best case scenario is you're
going to end up in a psych ward.

In the worst case, you'll get dissected
for study. Are we clear?

Yes? Yes.

First time you died, what happened?

You killed a mimic?

Yes. Describe it.

It's different. It's bigger.

Bluish. And you got covered in its
blood.

As a matter of fact, I did.

They know we're coming on the beach
tomorrow.

It's a slaughter, isn't it?

How do you know this?

Would you just wait?

Wait, wait.

Would you please just explain to me what
the hell is happening? What happened to

you happened to me.

I had it. I lost it. Okay.

That's great. There's a cure. How do I
get rid of it? First, I need your help.

With what exactly?

Winning the war.

Let's go. Come on.

Rita, what is this?

Rita, what are you doing here? You've
got to give me some warning.

Who's this?

He's me.

Before we're done.

He's going to help us.

What?

You mean he's... Yes.

When did he die? Where? On the beach.
Tomorrow.

How many things am I holding up behind
my back?

How should I know that?

So, this is the first time we've had
this conversation.

You should try this on him.

What the hell is that? It doesn't work.

Has he had any visions yet? Visions of
what?

Okay, so there's still time. Time? Look,
I'm sorry, which is... Who is this?

Who are you?

I'm Dr. Powder.

Particle physics, advanced microbiology.

He's also the only other person who'll
believe what's happening to you.

No one understands mimic biology better
than him.

He's a top analyst at Whitehall.

Well, I mean, I was until I met Rita,
and now I'm just a mechanic with

psychiatric delusions.

Carter, show him.

Here.

Right, well, first of all, you're not
fighting an army. You have to think of

this as a single organism.

Now, these common drones, they act like
it's claws.

And alphas, like the one that you
killed, are much more rare. Yeah,

they're like one in 6.18 million by my
guess. They act as the enemy. They're

like a central nervous system.

But this is the brain.

It controls them all.

And this is the omega.

And the omega has the ability to control
time.

Whenever an alpha is killed, an
automatic response is triggered.

The omega starts the day over again.

But you see, this time...

It can remember what's going to happen,
just like you do.

It knows exactly what we're going to do
before we're going to do it. And an

enemy that knows the future can't lose.

But if that's true, how did you win if
you're done?

We were allowed to win.

This thing wants us to believe we can
win.

It wants us to throw everything we have
into the invasion.

Operation Downfall isn't our endgame.
It's the enemy's.

The thing you've got to understand is...

Perfectly evolved, world-conquering
organism.

For all we know, there are thousands,
millions of those asteroids floating

around in the cosmos like a virus.

And they're just waiting to crash land
into a world with just the right

conditions. All they need is for the
dominant life form to attack and... And

there'll be nothing to stop the Mimics
from conquering the rest of the world.

Unless you change the outcome.

Me? When you killed that Alpha, you
inadvertently entered the enemy's

nervous system. Kate, you seized control
of the Omega's ability to reset the day.

How's that even possible?

Perhaps this organism's only
vulnerability, it's only vulnerability,

it's humanity.

Regardless of that, you control the
power now, just as I did in Verdun.

So I'm resetting the day?

Okay.

How do I control it?

You have to die.

Every day.

Until the Omega is destroyed.

First of all, this is a terrific
presentation.

Terrific.

I know the general.

We should take this to him.

You just tell him everything you told
me. I went to see the general, Cage.

Any number of times.

Like wood.

Dissection. Remember?

What are you expecting from me?

Have you seen anything strange?

Is he shitting me?

Visions. Visions. Have you seen any
visions like that?

The Omega senses when it's losing
control of its power. Even now, it's

mentally searching to find you. When
it's close to finding you, you will

start having visions.

You'll start to see that.

You'll even see where it is.

And you had these visions?

Yes.

But eventually you saw it. I mean, you
actually saw it.

Right?

Never in the flesh.

So this is all just some... theory.

You don't know if this thing even
exists.

The vision showed me it was at Verdun. I
could see it.

I... I just... lost the power before I
could get to it.

And by the time we took Verdun... the
Omega was gone.

Okay, so all I have to do is wait to
have these visions and then tell you

where this Omega thing is.

No, Kate.

You're gonna get me there.

And I'm gonna kill it.

Get you there.

I'm not even trained for combat.

You all right, Paige?

I think I broke something.

What?

My back.

The only thing I can feel are my lips.

Now, listen carefully.

This is a very important rule.

This is the only rule.

You get injured on the field, you better
make sure you die.

Why? Last time I was in combat, I was
hit.

I was bleeding out, just not fast
enough.

I woke up in a field hospital with three
pints of someone else's blood, and I was

out.

I lost the power.

Do you understand?

Then we better start over, don't you?

What?

No one knows what happened to Private
Cage.

Skinny, you dumbass, he was right next
to you. You're telling me you don't know

where that slippery son of a bitch went?

No, Sarge!

All right.

Let's do another favor, shall we?

Hey, Walt!

No, wait, wait. My name is Bill Cage.

I... we met on the beach. We meet on the
beach tomorrow.

I have what you have.

All right, let's go again.

You don't have time to think.

Remember, it's not enough knowing where
they're going to be. You have to know

how to kill them.

I just... Hold on. Hold on. Listen.

Listen.

Okay, do it.

On your feet, maggot!

Stop. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.

Stop. Wait. Wait a second. Wait a
second.

Wait a second.

Because I've been thinking.

I mean, I've been thinking in my blood.

So maybe there's some way...

I can transfer it to you. I've tried
everything. It doesn't work.

I mean, have you, you know, tried all,
all the

ops?

Oh, you mean sex? Yeah, tried it.

How many times?

All right.

Keep your eyes open.

Again. Again.

Again.

Again.

Just wait, wait.

I think I'm okay.

On your feet, maggot.

Maggot. Maggot. I'm trying to be nice to
you, maggot. Now move.

You okay, Kate? Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm
good. I'm good.

Your leg's broken.

No, I keep choking on my toes.

Come on.

Rita. Rita.

What is this? What are you doing here?

Who's this guy? He's me before we're
done.

What do you mean, he's... Yes, yes.

When did he die? Where?

On the beach tomorrow.

I'm Bill Cage, you're Dr. Carter. We've
had this conversation before. You have

two fingers behind your back. I've had
the vision.

I've seen the Omega.

It's pretty much game over tomorrow, so
can we move this along?

Okay. Where?

There's a dam.

It's in the mountains. I saw a German
writing.

Do you think you can work out where that
is?

Well, I mean, there can't be too many
places except at that description. I'll

see what I can do.

Training's over.

I'll see you tomorrow.

We don't even know where we're going. We
will soon enough.

In the meantime, you need to figure out
a way to get us off that beach.

What next?

Where are we going? Yeah. Which way?
Focus. Which way? I'm thinking. I'm

thinking. Okay.

Oh, man!

How far did we make it?

Hard to say, really.

Hold!

Hold!

Okay, go!

Son of a bitch!

I thought stepping left, ducking. Just
for the record. Stepping left, ducking

right. Stepping right. Stepping left,
ducking right.

Move on.

Hold on!

Now remember, block the track!

Twelve o'clock!

Then look to your right!

You're not being specific, you
understand? You need to be specific,

otherwise I'm dead.

Rita?

We've got to the top of the trench.

I'm going to step left. There's going to
be a mimic there, which I'll kill.

I'm going to run 30 paces northwest.

I'm going to duck at the top of that
trench and then I'm going to turn left.

Have I got something on my face?

be worth for you hey guys guys can we

just not do this today what are you
talking about farrell almost strung us

up by a bullet for losing track of you
okay skinner watch this

now i'm going to close my eyes ready

I didn't mind the extra push-ups.

It's a new day, people.

Destiny calls.

The world expects only one thing from
us. That we will win.

It's about time we showed those things
what we're made of. My father flew in

the Battle of Britain.

Three years before the Yanks came into
the war.

Couldn't be broken.

Backbone. My Uncle George landed on the
beach of Normandy.

In their day, this war would have been
over by now.

What do they want with us anyway?

It's obvious, isn't it?

Minerals. Minerals? Yeah, minerals.

Messaging they want.

oxygen think about what difference does
it make they're here they're winning and

whatever it is they're gonna get it
shouldn't you be over there i've been

over there more times than anybody as a
matter of fact i'm usually long dead

by now

I found the Omega.

I found it. It has to be here.

Turn her it down. Germany. This has got
to be it. It fits the description

perfectly. Yes, you found it.

Again.

What difference does it make?

Because we're never going to get there.

No matter what we do, no matter how
carefully we plan,

you can do this you can you keep coming
here every day and i'll train you

you already have

I'm waiting, Nancy. 500 meters to close
it fast.

Straight shot.

Up the hill.

Hey, Sarge.

The new guy.

What, he's dying again?

We'll need a vehicle to get further
inland.

What's the problem?

The problem?

The ambush waiting for us down there.
They kill it before we find a working

car. Okay, so what's the current plan?

A few cars we haven't tried yet. The
minivan.

Yeah. The green SUV.

Okay. So I'll head for the SUV, draw the
mimics to me, you go for the minivan.

You get it started, I'll go take off. Do
not wait for me. Okay.

Just don't forget to disconnect the
caravan before you take off. You are

going to be in a hurry. You don't want
any dead weight.

Check this.

Did you?

London, repeat.

London is under attack.

It's good driving.

I forgot to unhook the trailer.

You don't talk much.

I'm not a fan.

Talking?

Not a fan of talking, no.

No, you eventually do talk to me.

It's usually around Lyon. You tell me
about the time you went there with your

family. Your brother got lost.

I've never been to Lyon.

Tell me your middle name.

Peyton.

That's not my middle name.

Find your brother in the arcade, by the
way.

Maybe I made it all up just to keep you
quiet.

But you do talk to me.

Paige, I do not need to get to know you.
And if you knew what was good for you,

you wouldn't want to get to know me
either.

It's the only way you make it through
this thing.

What about Hendricks? You get to know
him?

How do you know that name?

I mentioned it.

It's not possible.

Then how do I know his name? When did I
mention him? Under what circumstances?

See why you won't talk to me.

Don't ever mention his name again.

Why are you... He's dead.

And I watched him die 300 times, and I
remember every detail. I remember

everything, so I don't need to talk
about it.

It's warm.

Nothing here. Let's keep going.

We have to find the keys.

Just siphon the gas. Why drive when we
can fly?

That thing?

Let me guess. You're afraid of heights.

I'm afraid of crashing.

I'm not at all ashamed to admit it.
You'll be fine, Cage. You'll learn.

What is it?

It's nothing. I'm fine.

What is it? It's nothing.

Rita.

We have to find the keys to the
helicopter.

I'm sure they're around here somewhere.

You know, the heli's full of fuel,
though.

I found a hose.

We're flying, Kate.

Let's just say we find the keys.

You know?

Get that helicopter started.

We don't have our jackets or ammunition.

It's going to be dark in a few hours.

It might be better off just going back
to the farmhouse, seeing what we could

salvage.

Spend the night there.

Come back here in the morning.

Then curl up by the fire and open a
bottle of wine.

We should just read that.

Whoa! It's a dead end. Hey, just... If
it's all the same to you, I'm tired, I'm

in pain, I'd rather just start fresh.
I'll tell you what. Take a few minutes.

Coffee's ready.

I'll look around for the keys. That's
productive.

Ten minutes.

Okay. And then I'm killing you.

Fine.

I can't believe you found coffee.

Thank you.

Oh.

Sugar, right?

Yeah.

Thank you. Hold on. Three.

There's a shirt over there. It should be
your size.

How many times have we been here?

How many times?

Where are the keys?

Where are the goddamn keys?

You can fly it, can't you? No.

Well, yes. I mean, I can take off.

I'm still working on my landing. What
are we still doing here? You're wasting

time. Rita, if you start that engine,
you die.

It's as far as you go.

No matter what I do.

It's as far as you ever make it.

There's a mimic.

It's buried 20 yards away.

It attacks when you start the engine.

Get your weapon and get in the
helicopter, Paige.

There's more in the field back there.

Only one of us ever makes it. Get in.
The only thing we haven't tried is a

virgin where you walk away. Just go back
to the farmhouse. There's cellars,

there's food. You wait there till I get
back.

You'll be safe.

I'm a soldier.

I volunteered. I'm not walking away. You
die here.

Right here.

I can't save you.

And if I go on and kill the Omega,
you're dead.

Forever. Why does it matter what happens
to me?

I wish I didn't know you.

On your feet, maggots!

New Zealand, there's hope for you,
Private.

Hope in the form of glorious combat.

Battle is the great redeemer.

Fire at crucible, we see only true
heroes are forged.

Yes? Who said you could talk to me?

I've got something on my face, soldier.

Sorry to disturb you, Sergeant.

All right, man, let's get this show on
the road. I've got to sit up.

Where's your helmet?

No, we want it.

Take a stretch.

Have you been drinking?

I need three more clips of 5-5-6.

Eight grenades and an extra battery.

Get it.

I think there's something wrong with you
too.

There's a dead guy in it.

It isn't there.

What do you mean the Omega isn't there?
My guess is it never was. They knew we

were coming.

They ambushed us. The visions were a
trap.

Just like Rita's visions were a trap at
Verdun.

Could have killed me, but it didn't.

It was after my blood. So they know who
you are. They want their power back.

And they're going to get it one way or
another unless we find the Omega.

There isn't any other way. We're
finished. No, we're not finished.

It doesn't work. I can't get it to work.
You built a prototype at Whitehall. Yes,

and I got fired for it, thank you very
much.

What is this thing anyway? It's a
transponder. You stick it into the alpha

and it taps into the wavelength,
connecting it to the omega. That's the

idea anyway.

But I can't get it to work, not with the
equipment I have on hand.

How do we get you what you need?

Well, that's the thing. I mean, when I
was at Whitehall, I built one. I was

even ready to test it. But when I told
my superiors about it, well, I left my

job. I thought he was crazy.

So all you need to do is go to
Whitehall.

She'd be arrested ten feet from the
front door. Psych warden section,

remember? Hey, hey, hey, aren't you
forgetting something?

The transponder requires a live alpha to
make it work. We don't need one.

We've got the next best thing.

When the Chinese delegation comes out,
we pick up the paper.

The guy with the yellow armband always
recognizes you, so just keep your head

down.

Stay to my right.

Keep on.

Straight ahead.

I've asked not to be disturbed.

This had better be critical. State of
mankind, critical enough?

Don't believe what I'm seeing.

I've had more than my share of that.

Sit down, General. Stay away from the
desk.

I take it very seriously if I were you.

I have to hand it to you, Major.

When you left this office today, I never
imagined you'd be back, let alone with

my most decorated soldier.

I'm going to tell you a story, General,
and first it's going to sound

ridiculous, but the longer I talk, the
more rational it's going to appear.

Tell him you called back.

Tell who?

Major General Beaumont calling from
Halifax. His plane's just been delayed.

Bad weather.

Yet.

Thank you, Beaumont. I'll call you back.

Tomorrow's engagement is a slaughter.
I'm dead within five minutes of landing

on that beach, along with every other
soldier you are sending.

That's because the enemy knows we're
coming.

How do I know this?

Before I died, I killed a mimic, only
this one was different. It passed

something on to me in my blood.

Now I live the same day over and over
again, just like they do. Just like

Sergeant Bratavsky at Verdun.

Tell your secretary everything's fine.

I beg your pardon?

Um, I'm sorry, General. I thought you
were alone. It's fine.

She typed up those orders for you to
authorize, but she left out the ones

referring to the fuel dump at Greenwich.

Your name is Iris.

Your birthday is September 17th.

The General quietly pulled some strings,
stationed your only son in Australia as

far from the war as possible.

Tell the General his dinner's just been
cancelled. A call came in just now.

Your dinner was cancelled.

You forgot the fuel dump.

Thank you. Rita,

let me just... What are we doing?
Please, don't shoot him again.

Okay?

General,

this isn't the first time we've had this
conversation.

That's because you're stubborn.

You won't believe me when I tell you
that Dr. Carter was right, that the

enemy can manipulate time. The invasion
will fail, no matter how many bodies you

throw at it.

The only way to win this war is by
finding this power source of the mimic

horde and killing it. And the only means
of finding it is in that safe right

there.

No matter how many times we have this
conversation, you refuse to accept that

the enemy breaks through to London
tomorrow and we lose, we lose

everything.

Let's say for one moment that I can't
rationally explain your

impressive parlor trick.

Dr. Carter told me this device requires
a live mimic to work. What use is it to

you?

That's my concern.

On the contrary.

According to you.

This concerns the whole world.

What would you do if you believed
everything I just told you?

I would locate them.

Omega. And bomb it out of existence.

You're not mentally equipped to fight
this thing, and you never will be.

What do we do now?

I don't know. We've never gotten this
far.

Is it Izzy? No!

Stop right there! Don't move!

Nobody move!

Izzy!

Oh, God.

What am I supposed to do then?

Get in your leg.

Do it.

Cage, what's happening?

Talk to me.

I feel it. It's taking me there.

It's the Louvre.

Where? Where are you?

I'm inside now.

Flooded.

I'm going down. I'm in a garage. A
garage underneath the museum.

The Omega, can you see it?

What have you done?

You'll be fine. You just needed blood.

You don't know what you've just done.

I'm not allowed to talk to you.

That's what someone... Rita Vitaski. She
lied.

Rita Vitaski.

Please.

Tell me that.

I was out of those things in three
minutes flat, Kate. What's wrong with

you?

I thought you were dead.

Not yet.

Sorry, Kate.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.

I'm out.

I'm out.

They gave me blood.

I lost the power.

I feel it.

I can't reset the day anymore.

We have to kill the Omega before the
invasion starts.

That gives us less than three hours.

We need a drop ship to get to Paris in
time.

We need more soldiers, too.

Now, who's crazy enough to follow us to
Paris?

Kate!

Kate! Guys, we've been looking
everywhere for you.

Just listen.

Farrell almost struggles to play a ball
of spinners in track of years.

Just listen.

You're going to want to hear this story.

Now, it's going to sound ridiculous at
first, but the longer I talk, the more

rational it's going to appear.

Yeah? He named the school I went to.

And then he tells me my second grade
teacher was called Miss Polio. She

wouldn't let him go to the bathroom,
made him wet his pants.

Shut up.

Look, I am telling you, ma'am, he knows
everything about all of us.

Bullshit.

Yeah? He says your name ain't really
Ford.

Says Ford was your friend.

Died in combat on his first day.

You took his place. Send your checks to
his family.

You slippery bitch.

Cade says the enemy knows us too.

They're waiting for us on the beach.

And we all die. The whole invasion and
the slaughter.

Oh, this is great.

Really good confidence boost for
tomorrow. Thanks, Cade. But we can

change it, right?

I think there has to be something that
we can do.

There has to be a way that we can win.

There is a chance.

A slim one.

But it means coming with me right now.

Listen, pal, I don't really care what
you think you know about us.

We just met you.

Come on, why would we follow him into
combat?

I don't expect you to follow me.

I expect you to follow her.

That's the Full Metal Day Squad.

This is Rita Vitasky.

Otherwise known as... Yeah, yeah.

The Angel of Verdun.

people, destiny calls.

The world expects only one thing from
us, that we will win.

Rest assured, the enemy will thank you
for not giving 100% today.

Squad!

Where's J-Squad?

Right, okay, so this Omega, it controls
time.

Explode the new age piece of bollocks
butt where it came from, and then we go

on.

Right, it's guarded by an alpha. Chuck,
kill it, okay?

No, you heard what Kate said.

Do not kill an alpha.

If we kill an alpha, the Omega will
reset this whole day.

We'll never even remember we had this
conversation.

They're going to know we're coming. So
what am I supposed to do if one of those

alphas is about to kill me?

Take a hit for the team.

When we're on the ground not gonna be a
lot of time before they know we're there

We're gonna need eyes up here I'm going
in

Thirty

seconds

still contact

Drop. Drop.

Drop. Drop. Drop.

You're not hooked in.

Took you so long.

Any others?

We're low on ammo.

I've got one claymore. Ford, you're out.

Griff has only got half a magazine left
and he can hardly move.

I thought you could see the future. I
haven't lived this day.

I don't know what's going to happen.

It doesn't matter.

What matters is we finish this.

What?

I mean, Viv can't even walk with three
men down. Come on. Look, we're running

out of time. Collect your ammo.

There must be a thousand mimics between
us and that pyramid.

So what we're going to do is just walk
up to the front door, is that it? If we

stay here, we die.

Yeah? We'll never get through.

We could.

And that?

That ship will never fly.

It doesn't need to fly.

It just needs to get us across there.

With speed.

If the engines are still running, we
could steer with the power levers.

Skinner, clear path.

What?

Try it again now.

No, it's not reading. Condition lever
low.

Master power on.

I'm not gonna be any good in there,
mate.

Let me buy you some time.

Power's on.

This is gonna work.

Hey!

Hey, come on, man, we gotta go!

Don't wait for us!

Skinner!

Grif, come on!

We're good to go. Where are they?
Where's Skinner and Grif?

They're not coming.

Go, brother. You gotta go, man.

See you on the next flight.

Bullets!

Move over!

Move over!

We gotta go!

No, we gotta go now!

They're coming, Kate.

We've been through it.

water there.

I'm going to draw that thing away.

You kill the Omega.

No. You won't make it ten feet before
that thing kills you.

I can do it. Take the grenade.

I can do it.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

Neither one of us is getting out of
here.

Just before sunrise this morning, a
large surge of energy was detected in

Paris. We do not know exactly what this
signifies, but the result appears to be

a total collapse of the enemy's capacity
to fight.

Russian and Chinese troops are now
moving across Europe without resistance.

Tomorrow, we advance on the Western
Front.

We believe we are marching to claim a
victory for ourselves.

For our loved ones, for our countrymen,
for the entire human race.

What are you saying now? I'm a warrior.

What do warriors do?

Kill. What are you going to do? Kill.
You have not been in 20 battles, Ford. I

have, too.

I'm going to dump you loads of stick and
be at the beach tomorrow, Ford. How

about you two go get yourselves a nice
hot cup of something?

You funny girl, but I bet you I set some
kind of record tonight.

Fastest time running backwards, Ford.

Slipping in your own shit.

Yes? What do you want?

Is that what demons do?

They rule the world today.

Teach for everything.

They bring down angels like yours.

Now I'm rising from the ground.

Rising up to you.