Edge of Tomorrow Page #7

Now, who's crazy enough

to follow us to Paris?

Cage!

Cage!

- CAGE:
Guys!

- We've been looking everywhere for you.

- CAGE:
Just listen.

- Farell almost strung us up...

- ...for losing track of you.

- I know. Just listen.

You're gonna wanna hear this.

It's gonna sound

ridiculous at first.

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, man.

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 b*tch.

SKINNER:
Cage says the enemy knows us

too. They're waiting for us on the beach.

And we all die.

The whole invasion is a slaughter.

Well, this is great.

Really good confidence

boost for tomorrow. Thanks.

But we can change it, right?

There has to be something

that we can do.

There has to be a way

that we can win.

There is a chance. It's a slim one.

But it means coming

with me right now.

GRIFF:
Listen, pal.

I don't really care what you

think you know about us.

We just met you.

Why follow him into combat?

I don't expect you to follow me.

I expect you to follow her.

- That's the Full Metal B*tch.

- CAGE:
J Squad.

This is Rita Vrataski.

- Otherwise known as...

- KUNTZ:
Yeah, yeah.

The Angel of Verdun.

Okay.

FARELL:
It's a new day, 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 percent today.

Squad?

Where's J Squad?

Right, okay. So this

Omega, it controls time.

Just blow the New Age bollocks

back where it came from.

And then we go home.

- Right, it's guarded by an Alpha.

- KUNTZ:
Just kill it.

Okay?

No!

You heard what Cage said.

Do not kill an Alpha.

If we do, the Omega will

reset this whole day.

We'll never remember we

had this conversation.

They're gonna know we're coming.

What am I supposed to do if

an Alpha is about to kill me?

You take a hit for the team.

When we're on the ground...

there's not gonna be a lot of time

before they know we're there.

We're gonna need eyes up here.

I'm going in, Cage.

Thirty seconds till contact.

GRIFF:
Cage!

Kimmel! No!

[YELLS]

Ford!

Let's go!

Cage!

Talk to me, Rita! We gotta go.

CAGE:
Drop.

Cage, they know we're coming, man!

Drop! Drop!

Drop!

Drop.

You're not hooked in.

What took you so long?

Any others?

SKINNER:
We're low on ammo.

I've got one Claymore.

Ford, you're out.

Griff has only got half a

magazine and he can hardly move.

I thought you could see the future.

I haven't lived this day.

I don't know what's gonna happen.

RITA:
It doesn't matter.

What matters is we finish this.

FORD:
With What?

I mean, Griff can't even walk.

We're three men down.

- Come on.

- RITA:
We're running out of time.

Collect your ammo.

SKINNER:
Must be a thousand mimics

between us and the pyramid.

What we gonna do?

Walk up to the front door?

- If we stay here, we die.

- SKINNER:
Yeah?

We'll never get through.

We could.

In that.

That ship will never fly.

Doesn't need to fly.

It just needs to get us

across there with speed.

If the engines are still running, we

could steer it with the power levers.

Skinner. Clear a path.

[YELLING]

- RITA:
Try it again, now.

- No, it's not reading.

Condition lever, low.

Master power, on.

Griff!

We've gotta go! Come on!

GRIFF:
I'm not gonna be

any good in there, mate.

Let me buy you some time.

CAGE:
Power's on.

This is gonna work.

FORD:
Hey!

Hey, come on, man! We gotta go!

Don't wait for us!

Skinner!

Griff, come on!

- We're good to go. Where are they?

- Where's Skinner and Griff?

They're not coming.

GRIFF:

Go, brother. You gotta go, man.

I'll see you in the next life.

Bollocks.

Move over! Move over!

We gotta go!

Yo, we gotta go now!

They're coming, Cage.

Come on, you bastards! Come on!

COMPUTER:
Reload.

Reload. Reload.

We got incoming!

Come on!

RITA:
Cage!

You have to take over!

Rita!

Punch it! Punch it!

[GRUNTS]

We've been through worse.

Okay.

CAGE:
It's there.

In the water. There.

RITA:
That's an Alpha.

I'm gonna draw that thing away.

You kill the Omega.

No. You won't make it 10 feet

before that thing kills you, Cage.

- I can do it.

- Take the grenades.

I can do it.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

Neither one of us is

getting out of here.

Thank you...

for getting me this far.

You're a good man, Cage.

I wish I had the chance

to know you better.

[GASPS]

[BELL RINGING]

MONTGOMERY:

Welcome to London, major.

I'm Corporal Montgomery your liaison

to General Brigham's press office.

Very good to have you.

Have you heard the news?

Isn't it brilliant?

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

BRIGHAM [ON TV]:

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 victory for ourselves...

for our loved ones, for our

countrymen for the entire human race.

- FARELL:
What are you? Sound off!

- ALL:
I'm a warrior!

- What do warriors do?

- ALL:
Kill!

- What are you gonna do?

- ALL:
Kill!

- You have not been in 20 battles.

- I have too.

You're gonna dump your load

the second you hit the beach.

How about you two go get yourselves

a nice hot cup of shut-the-hell-up!

Ha-ha. You funny, girl.

I bet you I set some

kind of record tomorrow.

Fastest time running backwards,

Ford, slipping in your own sh*t.

Knock off the grab-ass!

- What are you? Sound off!

- ALL:
I'm a warrior!

- FARELL:
What do warriors do?

- ALL:
Kill!

Attention!

Yes?

What do you want?

[CHUCKLES]

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