Original subtitles

(incidental music)

(birds chirping)

- The tower is on the other side of the river.

The bridge is the only way across.

- Is it safe?

- Seems okay.

- Hold it right there! You're under arrest!

(troop chanting)

- The Quan Squad intercept!

- Give them up, Scott, they're ours.

- You're on our side of the bridge, Finger.

You're breaking the truce.

- This is way out of your league.

He's an enemy of Brad.

Hand him over.

- The Liberators are not handing him over.

- Maybe we could deal.

He's worth a lot to us.

- Never.

- Trade him now or lose him later.

I can get reinforcements.

- That was close.

- How are we gonna get past the monitors

with all your posters plastered up everywhere?

- Maybe these guys can help us get past the monitors.

- You'll be briefed back in HQ.

- Right on.

(water burbling)

(footsteps approaching)

(Jay's mom sighing)

- I have an idea that might be disturbing,

but I'd like you to consider it anyway.

- What is it?

- I'd like to take Jay back

to the scene of his accident.

Take him through it with the kids

who were there when it happened.

- Is that usual?

- There's nothing usual about coma therapy.

(martial music)

- [Jay] Who are you?

- I'm commander Scott of the Liberators.

No doubt you've heard of me.

Well, no doubt, you have heard

of the problems at the tower,

but we Liberators are dedicated

to erasing that problem.

- You're going to attack the tower?

- Well, nonviolent intervention should do the job.

Of course, there may be certain strategic difficulties.

The river is the last significant geographical barrier

between us and our objective.

Everything in red is under my direct control.

Red is my favorite color.

Everything in green is under the tower's control.

- That's where we're going.

- My intelligence reports indicate heavy monitored activity

between here and the tower.

Your only viable option is to join us, welcome aboard.

(suspenseful music)

- You're Liberators! Hold your heads high!

- I never said I wanted to join.

- Can I talk to them for a minute?

These guys are offering us an armed escort.

- I'm not gonna join a bunch of toys soldiers.

- So don't call it joining,

They can help us get across the bridge,

which is more than we can do.

Come on. Could we do it my way just for once?

We can really use these guys.

- Okay. But just till we get across the bridge.

- And I don't march for anyone.

- We'll do it!

- Excellent. Now, let's see what you're made of.

(mower whirring)

(Keith sighs)

(dog barks)

- Hello, Keith.

Hello Bentley, hello.

You taking good care of him.

You sure your mom doesn't mind?

- She doesn't care.

I don't know when she's gonna be home either,

if you wanna see her.

- No, actually it's you I wanted to talk to.

(suspenseful music)

We're taking Jay back to where the accident happened.

- To the tree fort?

- It might jolt him.

- Yes, so?

- We want you and the other boys to come.

- No, thanks. I'd rather not.

- I think it's important that you be there.

- What?

(martial music)

- So Luger, what do you think?

- I think whatever you think, sir.

- Good, man.

What about this kid, is he a Liberator?

- I can hold my own.

- What's the record?

- 48 seconds, sir.

(suspenseful music)

(whistle blows)

(incidental music)

(Flash banging on wooden barrier)

(Flash screaming)

(wood crackling) (soldiers chattering)

- Time Captain Luger.

- 18 seconds, sir.

- A natural Liberator.

(soldiers chattering)

(soldiers applauding)

- Look at Flash, he actually fits in here.

Come on, let's get outta here

before we have to start doing the drills.

Something fishy is going on here.

Like what are they hiding in that tent?

(suspenseful music)

- Let's check it out.

Whoa, they could burn down

the whole camp with this stuff.

(bottles clanking)

- Or burn down the tower, they're terrorists!

Let's find Flash and get out of here.

- You're not going anywhere, not now.

I saved your butt boy, and you repay me with spying?

You're under house arrest.

(suspenseful music)

(bicycle bell clangs)

(people chattering distantly)

(ball taps on batt)

- Ryan, guys!

Come here!

- Hey, didn't you use to be Keith Hall Dane?

Was starting to think you moved away or something.

- Taking Ziegler back to the tree fort tomorrow.

- So?

- So, we're gonna go down to the ravine,

to be there.

It might help wake him up.

- What if we got other plans?

You don't tell us what to do anymore.

- Come on. The guy's really bashed up.

It's no sweat off your back.

- Forget it.

You're the one who wanted his telescope so badly.

(ball taps on batt)

- Come on, Bentley.

- [Scott] I can't trust you,

so I have to get rid of you.

- You are gonna attack the tower.

- What do you know about it, civilian?

- If everything was left to non-combatants,

nothing would get done.

This world needs to be freed,

and I'm going to do it.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm going to exchange him for something we can use.

(metal scraping on the floor)

(wood bashing on dummy)

- What a savage fighting machine.

- I can make a good soldier.

- It must be hard for warrior like you

to travel with such a little kid and a girl.

- Yeah. Well, Jay doesn't look like much,

but he scares the daylights out of the tower.

- What's he done?

- He's broken out of prison,

he's made it through two checkpoints,

and Sam Targo thinks he can wreck

the whole tower by himself.

- He told you this?

- I was there.

- You wanted to try the slingshots?

Target practice at the firing range right now.

(martial incidental music) (boots tapping on wood)

- I've decided to accept your offer.

I'm willing to trade the wanted kid.

- A wise decision.

- So what are you offering for him?

- There's 15 more cases of this.

- No! I want something strategic.

I want safe passage across this bridge

and a day's headstart on the other side for my troops.

- That's ridiculous!

But.

Okay.

- Commander!

I wouldn't trade him so fast sir.

His friends at the tower want him

because he knows how to destroy it.

- [Scott] How?

- He didn't say, but I think we can find out.

- I've reconsidered.

- Hey, we have a deal.

(glass shutters)

- The deal's off. He stays with us.

- My reinforcements are on the way, Scott,

this is war!

(rock tapping on target)

- Man, never thought I'd get tired

shooting rocks at people.

Where's the two people I came with?

(birds chirping)

- Hello Donna.

Are you the only one here?

- Keith said he would come.

But I guess he changed his mind.

(suspenseful music)

They brought down the tree fort after he fell,

they didn't want anyone else getting hurt.

(suspenseful music)

(metal scraping on floor) (incidental music)

- Come on, boy.

What do you know about wrecking the tower?

- Nothing.

- We have intelligence that says you do.

- Intelligence? Ha! That's a good one.

- Shut up!

- If you know some secret way into the tower

or some secret weak point we could use,

we'll get it out of you, won't we Luger?

- We can be persuasive, sir.

- We have much time.

Get the pliers.

(tense music)

(gentle music)

- You're in the ravine Jay,

where you fell and hit your head.

- Nothing's happening.

- Don't be so sure about that, Donna.

(dog barks)

- Hey Bentley.

Hello, Keith.

Where is everyone else?

- Couldn't get them to come.

(birds chirping)

- Can't find them?

But this torture needs pliers.

They're right in the command tent.

- I looked there, sir.

- All right, soldier, I'll find them.

(suspenseful music)

- I wish we could warn Flash.

- Guess you were sorry to see the tree fort torn down.

- No, it was sort of ruined for me after ... (sighs)

- This is the first time seen Jay since he felt?

- Yeah.

- What I thought we'd do is retrace the accident.

Where were you?

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

You climbed the tree here,

and you found your telescope at the top.

Donna was over there acting as a decoy.

They saw you and came running back.

You looked down to see them

and you lost your footing,

and you grabbed the rope and--

- No.

- Pardon?

- No, that's not right.

He wanted to get away, from us.

He grabbed the rope and pulley to try to escape,

it wasn't strong enough.

He didn't have to,

I wouldn't have hurt him.

- He was afraid you were gonna keep his telescope.

- I would have given it back.

I was never gonna keep it.

- I know that Keith, I know.

(metal clanking)

- I left them right near the first aid kit.

(incidental music)

- Fire team! Fire team!

To the command tent! Come on!

- [soldiers] Get the water!

- [soldier] Get over there! Go, go go! Come on!

(incidental music)

- Flash!

- Sorry guys,

I thought soldiers were supposed to be honorable.

- You sure picked a great time

to get completely sucked in.

(incidental music)

(soldiers shouting)

- This way, I'll drive.

(bugle calls)

- To the bridge!

- Gremor!

(metals clanking) (soldiers shouting)

This is not a drill!

I want flagging units to force them towards the bridge!

Run!

(incidental music)

- Let's go!

(soldiers shouting)

(boots tapping on wooden bridge)

- You are making me angry.

- One more step Scott, and the truce is void.

- You take one more step Finger,

and you'll feel the might of a Liberators,

it'll be war!

- We've got no choice. - [Finger] Give it up Scott.

You disappoint your people--

- [Girl] Oh I can see where this is going.

- I can't.

- You gotta jump Jay, there's no choice.

- [Scott] I can smell the fear coming off you, Finger.

You don't have the--

- I can't do it, I just can't.

- Give me your hand, we'll go together.

(Scott and Finger arguing distantly)

- [Scott] Hey look! What are they doing?

(water blooping)

- [Keith] Hey Ziegler.

- You can come and visit Jay

at Driftwood, you know Keith.

- I keep asking him.

- Maybe I will.

(gentle music)

(dog barking)

(Jay and Flash grunting)

(water splattering)

- Thanks, Keith.

- What'd you call me?

- Who's Keith?

- I don't know, someone important.

(ambient music)