Enemy Mine
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1985
- 108 min
- 978 Views
By late in the 21st century,
the nations of the Earth
were finally at peace,
working together
to explore and colonize...
the distant reaches
of space.
Unfortunately,
we weren't alone out there.
A race of nonhuman aliens
called the Dracs...
were claiming
squatters' rights...
to some of the richest
star systems in the galaxy.
Well, they weren't going to
get it without a fight.
Space was
the new battleground.
For many of us, Earth became
a precious memory light-years away.
Our only home
was a fortress in space.
As in any war,
there were long periods
with nothing to do but wait.
And then...
All personnel
to battle stations.
Prepare to launch.
This is not an exercise.
All personnel
to battle stations.
Prepare to launch.
This is not an exercise.
Flight leader. This is Echo Two.
I have four bandits at 3:00.
Roger, Echo Two. I copy.
Right ninety and go for it.
Echo Six to flight leader.
Our buddies are pulling the yellow line.
Roger, Echo Six.
Cleared one on one with two backup.
Snuff these bastards,
get home early.
I got a hot date
with Merchison.
- The nurse?
- She's gonna give in. I guarantee it.
Isn't that the same Merchison
we used to call "the white balloon"?
Come on,
she's lost 20 pounds.
[Laughs]
Got you!
- That'a boy. Six more bandits on three.
- Yeah!
- Leader, copy that?
- They thought we didn't see 'em.
- I didn't see 'em. Did anybody see 'em?
- I see 'em now.
- Well?
- Will, bandit on zero.
Hold on
to your lunch, Joey.
Echo Six,
bandit's closing!
- Where is he, Will?
- He's right on your damn...
- Oh, Jesus!
- Bastard!
- How many K's we got left?
- Sixty-five. We have a heat problem.
- What the hell's Will doing?
- Say your prayers, toadface.
Sh*t!
Engine heat beyond normal!
Blast 'em,
and let's get out of here!
That's Fyrine four,
unexplored territory.
Okay. Do it.
Aah!
- We're hitting atmosphere.
- Visors down!
I lost him!
What's on the scope?
Willie, pull out!
We're gonna burn up!
Damn it,
where is he?
He ejected!
He's out!
The bastard's out!
Come on, Joey.
We're punching out!
Oh, sh*t!
Get your nose up.
Get your nose up.
That's it.
Get up, get up!
Easy.
Come on, Joey.
Come on.
Joey!
- Are you ok, Will?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Will...
when you see Merchison,
just don't call her
"the white balloon" anymore.
It hurts her feelings.
- Okay, Joey.
- And don't let the guys call her that.
I liked her.
It's a promise,
Joey.
Now, you be still.
You lay quiet.
- Will.
- What?
I'm really tired.
I'm sorry, Joey.
I'm sorry.
I could see where
the Drac fighter went down.
Its ejection capsule
couldn't be far from the wreck.
I just hoped
it wasn't dead...
yet.
It's funny, but I'd never
actually seen a Drac.
I knew they were
completely inhuman,
not even male or female,
but both, bundled together
in a scaly reptilian body.
Burn, you mother!
Burn! Ha!
Burn, sucker!
You blew it, toadface!
.... Earthman.
Hey, Drac, I'm hungry.
Hungry.
You understand that? Hungry, huh?
Hey, you understand
any English, toadface?
What?
.... Earthman.
Stick it.
So your name's Jerry Sheegan.
So what?
Do you want to
know my name?
Willis E. Davidge.
How about some food?
Some food.
Give me some food!
Fooood.
Davidge?
You're kidding.
Drac!
Wake up, Drac!
Wake up! Wake up!
Cut me loose!
Help me! Meteors!
Help me!
Yeah, you said it.
Drac!
You owe me one.
What did you say your name was?
Your name! Your name!
All right. All right.
Now, listen, Jerry.
Listen. Listen.
Meteors fall here.
Uh, shwoo! Shwoo!
Many meteors here.
You understand meteors?
Uh, zerki.
Zerki fall here.
Zerki fall here,
many zerki.
We're out in the open.
If we stay here,
we, we die.
- Die.
- Die.
- [Alien Language] Die.
- Yeah.
What we got to do...
is we got to take all...
the goodies out of
that thing of yours.
- Neesay.
- The neesay.
- Nehsayyy!
- Nehsay!
Yeah, nehsay.
Get our butts
up higher in the forest.
Up there.
At least there's
some cover up there.
Cover?
You know, cover?
Earthman...
[Alien Language]
Exactly.
I'm glad you agree.
Yeah, yeah.
Next time, huh?
I'll put that knife
right up your kazoo,
if you got one.
Okay, toadface.
You gonna shoot me?
Go ahead, shoot me.
Go on, shoot me! Go ahead.
Do it now! Shoot me!
The point is, Draco,
whether we live or die.
I don't love you, and you don't love me,
but we're stranded, understand?
You get it or don't you
gavee English, huh?
Yeah, poogah.
Write and tell my mother, you big frog.
Look.
We have to build
a shelter with stones.
Shelter. You gavee?
Shelter?
It was slow going.
Since I had to communicate
with that lizard,
I tried learning a few words
of its crude lingo.
Hey, Drac.
Drac, uh...
Forget it.
Enough talk.
Let's get on
with it, huh?
Sh*t!
Of course, the Drac was picking up
a few words of English, too.
- Yeah!
- Sh*t!
Sh*t? What do you
mean, sh*t?
No solid.
It's solid.
I'll show you.
Huh? Ha ha!
Not solid.
Left foot.
Right foot.
This is my left foot.
This is my right foot.
And this am
both my feet.
- Yeah, great.
- Yeah, great.
This is my head.
That is
your ugly head.
No, no.
This is my head.
That is you head.
You ugly head.
Ha ha.
That is Davidge's ugly head.
All right,
that's enough!
You keep that up and you can learn
English all by yourself...
because I'm not gonna be
your teacher anymore.
Sorry, Davidge.
That's better.
You know, while you're having
such a good time and doing nothing,
I am trying to think of ways
to improve our situation.
- Okay.
- You know the old saying,
if at first
you don't succeed,
try, try again.
Davidge, you learn this
from great Drac teacher, Shismar?
No, from Mickey Mouse.
- Who?
- Mickey Mous-s-s-se.
Mickey Mouse.
Is this
great Earthman teacher?
Yeah. Sort of.
# Shine its
ever-lovin' light on me #
# Let the midnight special #
# Shine its light on me #
# Let the midnight special ##
Forget it.
Mmm! Delish.
Have one.
Don't forget you helped me
acquire the taste.
Besides, I'm going to
improve the menu.
Soon we picked up...
one side or other side.
What, with the war
going on?
We got more chance
Humans,
easy you give up.
Shismar teaches us...
intelligent life
takes a stand.
Where did you get that crap?
Out of that little book
you're always reading?
I'm the one
that's taking a stand.
Remember, I wouldn't even be here
if it wasn't for you sons of Shitmat.
Shismar!
Yeah, whatever.
This war begun by you,
by humans!
You know something,
Jerry?
Your great Shismar
ain't sh*t.
Earthman,
your Mickey Mouse
is one big stupid dope!
Yea! Meat!
Stay there, you mother!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Aha!
You dirty rotten
son of a b*tch!
Sh*t.
Hey.
Hey, God dang it!
Hey.
Get out of here!
No! Jerry!
Jerry!
Jerry!
Jerry! Jerry!
Jerry!
Jerry!
Aah!
Aah! Jerry!
Jerry!
Aah!
Jerry! Oh!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
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