Edge of Tomorrow Page #6

Forever.

Why does it matter

what happens to me?

I wish...

I didn't know you.

But I do.

My middle name...

is Rose.

[RUSTLING]

SERGEANT:
On your feet, maggot!

FARELL:
The good news is

there's hope for you, private.

Hope in the form of glorious combat.

Battle is the great redeemer.

The fiery crucible in which the

only true heroes are forged.

Yes?

Who said you could talk to me?

Have I got something

on my face, soldier?

I'm sorry to disturb you, sergeant.

Let's get this show on

the road. I gotta suit up.

Where's your helmet?

Never wear one. It's a distraction.

Have you been drinking?

I need three more clips of 5.56...

eight grenades and an extra battery.

Get it.

SKINNER:
Oi!

Oi, mate!

There's something

wrong with your suit.

There's a dead guy in it.

KIMMEL:
Whoo-hoo!

We made it!

Thank God, we made it!

[GUNFIRE]

Finish it!

- It isn't there.

- CARTER:
What do you mean?

CAGE:
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.

It could have killed me, but it didn't.

It was after my blood.

So they know who you are. They...

They want their power back.

They're gonna 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.

I can't get it to work.

You built a prototype at Whitehall.

CARTER:
Yes, and I got fired

for it, thank you very much.

- What is this thing?

- It's a transponder.

Stick it into the Alpha and it taps into the

wavelength connecting it to the Omega.

That's the idea, anyway.

I can't get it to work.

Not with the equipment I have.

How do we get what you need?

That's the thing. When I was

at Whitehall, I built one.

I was even ready to test it.

When I told my superiors

about it, I lost my job.

They thought he was crazy.

So we need to go to Whitehall.

CARTER:
She'd be arrested

10 feet from the front door.

Psych ward, dissection,

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 got the next best thing.

CAGE:
When the Chinese delegation

comes out we pick up the pace.

This guy with the yellow armband

always recognizes you...

so just keep your head

down and stay to my right.

Nicely done.

Three, two, one. Go.

One...

Six, seven...

eight...

Twelve...

Fifteen. Now.

And, turn.

Okay. Keep walking.

Just stare straight ahead.

MAN:
Robinson.

I've asked not to be disturbed.

This had better be critical.

CAGE:
The fate of mankind.

Critical enough?

I don't believe what I'm seeing.

I've had more than my share of that.

RITA:
Sit down, general.

Stay away from the desk.

I'd take her very

seriously if I were you.

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 gonna tell you a story.

It's gonna sound ridiculous.

The longer I talk, the more

rational it's going to appear.

[PHONE RINGS]

Tell him you'll call back.

Tell who?

Major General Beaumont, calling from Halifax.

His plane's just been delayed. Bad weather.

Yes.

Thank you, Beaumont.

I'll call you back.

CAGE:

Tomorrow's invasion is a slaughter.

I'm dead within minutes of landing along

with every other soldier you are sending.

And 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

Vrataski at Verdun.

Tell your secretary

everything's fine.

Beg your pardon?

SECRETARY:
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 pulled some strings...

stationed your son in Australia,

as far from the war as possible.

Tell the general his dinner's been

canceled. The call came in just now.

Your dinner was canceled.

You forgot the fuel dump.

Thank you, Iris.

That'll be all.

- Cage, let's go. Come on.

- CAGE:
Rita.

- Let me... Don't shoot him again.

- RITA:
What are we doing?

Okay? Just...

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 tricks.

Dr. Carter told me...

this device requires a live mimic

to work. What use is it to you?

- That's my concern.

- BRIGHAM:
On the contrary.

According to you, this

concerns the whole world.

Well, what would you do if you

believed everything I just told you?

- I would locate this...

- Omega.

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.

That was easy.

SOLDIER 1:
Down!

SOLDIER 2:

Stop right there! Don't move!

SOLDIER 3:
Nobody move!

SOLDIER 4:
Weapon!

Stop!

- They're off and away!

- They're...

- What am I supposed to do with this?

- Stick it in your leg. Do it!

[CAGE YELLS]

RITA:
Cage, what's happening?

Talk to me.

CAGE:

I feel it. It's taking me there.

RITA:
What do you see?

CAGE:
It's the Louvre.

RITA:
Where? Where are you?

CAGE:
I'm inside now. It's flooded.

Now I'm going down. I'm in a garage.

A garage underneath the museum.

RITA:
The Omega. Can you see it?

It's in Paris.

Rita!

[ALARM CHIMING]

MAN 1:
Stay in the car!

- MAN 2:
Stay back.

- MAN 1:
Move away. Move away.

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[MONITOR BEEPING FASTER]

CAGE:
What have you done?

What have you done?

NURSE:
You'll be fine.

You just needed blood.

You don't know what

you've just done.

- NURSE:
I can't talk to you.

- I was with someone.

Rita Vrataski. Is she alive?

Rita Vrataski.

Please.

Just tell me that.

Please tell me.

NURSE:
I'm sorry.

[DOOR OPENS]

[ALARM WAILING]

RITA:
I was out of those things in three

minutes flat. What's wrong with you?

I thought you were dead.

Not yet.

- Sorry, Cage.

- No! Whoa. 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.

Need more soldiers too.

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