Battalion Page #4

Now, it's just me and Chris.

We're all that's left.

You know, back in LA, I could

barely keep my mouth shut.

I could get juiced

up about anything.

Tossing a football, replacing

a spar, fixing a cabinet.

Now, I just keep seeing

their faces right after

they got out of the car.

(sighs)

I f***ed up, and

now they're gone.

It wasn't your fault, Blake.

A lot of people died that day.

There was nothing you could do.

I guess that's why we're

here though, right.

So we can do something.

Yeah, I hope so.

My brother was a soldier too.

You never mentioned

your brother before.

He was killed in

Afghanistan a few years ago.

Damn.

I'm sorry.

I was so angry

when he joined up.

My parents too.

Couldn't understand

why he did it.

Then he died, and...

It kind of changed

things for me.

I had to try and make

sense of it all.

Did you?

Not really.

But I'm starting to.

It's not about

fighting or winning,

it's about protecting.

What am I protecting?

I've got nothing left.

You got somethin'

left, you got us.

(chuckles)

(laughing)

One two three four

United States Marine Corp

One two three four

United States Marine Corp

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United States Marine Corp

One two three four

United States Marine Corp

(pensive electronic music)

(blasting)

Down! Down!

(blasting)

(gunfire)

Wilcox!

Move! Move!

(pensive instrumental music)

Blake!

Blake!

Get those scan

sticks in the ground!

(beeping)

This place is

crawling with drones!

Tell me somethin'

I don't know!

There's a ridge

to the northeast

where their numbers

have thinned.

We might be able

to punch through.

All right, you heard

the man! Move out!

[Soldier] Come on!

(distant blasting)

Y'all try to get some sleep.

We won't be down

there for tonight.

(pensive instrumental music)

Go! Go!

Load those motherfuckers!

Move! Move!

(gunfire)

Move! Move!

(gunfire)

A grandeur!

(gunfire)

(yelling)

(suspenseful instrumental music)

Come on, Lewis, come on!

Go, go, go!

I got this!

(gunfire)

(weighty instrumental music)

(pensive instrumental music)

(beeping)

(beeping)

(waves crashing)

This the fishing part

of the mission brief?

I must have missed that part.

What's going on, Chris?

Are we waiting for orders?

It's good to see

you too, Brother.

I'm glad you survived.

Can you hear it?

Hear what?

Waves on the beach.

Wind in the trees.

Call of the birds.

The guns have stopped.

Battle's over.

What are you saying?

We still have our objective.

The mission hasn't changed.

There are meant to be two

platoons on this island.

Now, there's just you, me,

and these knuckleheads.

It's not enough.

There might be others.

Scattered.

Lost.

Probably dead.

So, do we give up?

Just wait on the beach

until the machines find us?

They've left us alone so far.

We're not a threat to them here.

And how long do you

think that's gonna last?

And even if they do

ignore us, what then?

Sit on the beach and

look at the water

while the rest of

the world fights!

It's not on you to

win the war, John.

You don't have to keep

fighting because of them.

That's what you

think this is about.

I know I screwed up in LA.

But the machines killed

your family, not me!

I'm here on this island

because that's what

needs to be done!

I'm not gonna stop

until it's finished.

You can do whatever

you want, brother,

but don't f*** this up.

We may not have much

here, but it's ours.

And we intend to keep it!

To Wilcox and Miller.

Wilcox and Miller.

To Gleeson.

I hope she gets better soon.

Shark One won't be

the same without her.

Gleeson.

I'm gonna need another round.

I got this.

- Evening, Corporal.

- Major Atkins, sir.

No need for that here,

we're both off duty.

I'm just here to make sure

you boys behave yourselves.

(drunken shouting)

It's just a few drinks, sir.

I think we're gonna

turn in early.

It's not you three

I'm worried about.

(drunken shouting)

I guess we all gotta let

off steam after Taiwan.

You were LA born and

raised, right Blake?

Yeah.

Have you ever traveled abroad?

Does New Orleans count?

I've been there a

bunch of times.

- (chuckles)

- Yeah, New Orleans counts.

How does it feel being

so far from home?

It feels like there's

a lot of ocean

between us and the

Santa Monica pier.

I'm afraid I'll never

see my home again, sir.

You're a smart

man, Corporal Blake,

you know what we're

up against here.

The enemy has built

a wall between us

and the West Coast in America.

Until we can find a

way to break it,

we're stuck here,

there's no goin' home.

The 15th will need

people like you

and Lance Corporal Gleeson

to keep it together.

I want you to keep that in mind.

Try to keep a clear head.

Thank you, sir.

I'll do my best.

I know you will, Corporal.

[Man] Sir, you can't come in.

You're gonna have to leave.

F***, I'm a god damn

United States Marine!

Sh*t, god damn Jackson.

Please, sir, could

you let me handle this?

I understand that,

but you're drunk, mate.

Go ahead, just get

him out of here.

You bail at me through this,

this won't go well for you.

Trust me, I'll f*** you up!

Hey, see! This guy's with me!

Shark One Platoon, and

we're the ones protecting

- your country, a**hole!

- Come on, Chris.

Let's skidaddy,

come on, come on!

F*** 'em!

Kids!

I hope you're enjoying

the end of the world!

I bet you all raised

your glasses, right?

To the brave

brothers of the 15th

who gave their lives.

I figured awhile back,

it's quicker to drink

straight from the bottle.

We'd be here all

night otherwise.

To the 15th, MEU,

and all the dead

whose names I can't remember.

You don't seem to

be torn up about it.

That's the advantage

of having no hope.

It's liberating,

you should try it.

So, you're just giving up?

One minor setback, you're

ready to surrender?

Setback?

We tried to take back Taiwan,

and we lost the whole

Southeast Asia.

That's not a setback,

it's a f***ing catastrophe.

And now the northeast

is almost lost as well.

The entire 13th MEU

gone at Okinawa.

2,000 Marines dead.

I mean, how do you replace an

entire unit of 2,000 Marines?

I knew some people

from the 13th.

My friends from bootcamp.

There's no replacing them.

Man, I didn't

mean it like that.

Look, the 15th will fight on.

We're still strong.

Not that strong.

Pretty soon this place

is gonna get hit too.

We can't hold 'em off.

We either bail out or we die.

Don't know where we'll go

if we do have to bail out.

Maybe Antarctica?

I don't wanna think like that.

I can't.

I get it, yeah, I get it.

Better to die on your feet

than live on your knees, right?

Hmm, yeah, well tell

that to the guy

I saw getting his legs

blown off in Fiji.

We're f***ed.

Oh, where are you going?

To visit a friend.

(sentimental instrumental music)

Hey.

Hey.

You're awake.

What the f***?

- Where am I?

- In the hospital.

We're in Sydney.

Sydney?

Sh*t!

Hey, it's okay,

hey, you're okay!

It's okay, it's okay!

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