G.I. Joe: Retaliation Page #3

FLINT:
Duke!

Duke!

ROADBLOCK:
Get to cover, now!

Go!

- Pull back! Rally point!

- Let's go!

ROADBLOCK:
Get to the well! Go!

JOE 2:
Clear 'em out of there.

Fall back! Fall back!

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

(COUGHING)

(MEN TALKING IN DISTINCTLY)

MAN 1:
We're clear.

MAN 2:
Let's go!

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

ZARTAN AS PRESIDENT: We have met the enemy

and he is us.

Today, the world's elite fighting force,

the G.I. Joes,

abandoned their duty

and broke the sacred bond

that exists between

the American people

and those entrusted with their security.

(GRUNTING)

ROADBLOCK:
Ready and step.

(GRUNTING)

Ready and

step!

The first domino fell with

the murder of the Pakistani president.

The assassin,

a Joe,

call sign

Snake Eyes.

But he didn't act alone.

The Joes intended to use this situation

to seize Pakistan's nuclear arsenal.

Now this incident

serves as a sobering reminder

of the scourge of nuclear weapons.

And to that end,

I call upon my fellow world leaders

to convene immediately to discuss

nuclear disarmament.

On three.

One.

(FLINT GROANS)

Two.

Three!

(ALL GRUNTING)

ZARTAN:
The G.I. Joes

clearly went beyond

the boundaries of their mission.

On my orders

a covert Special Forces unit

code named Cobra

terminated with extreme prejudice

Joe Command,

facilities, personnel.

(COUGHING)

The G.I. Joes are no more.

(GRUNTS)

We should leave.

There's nothing here.

There's nothing left here?

- That's not what he meant!

- These are our brothers!

That's not what he meant!

Whoever did this is going to come back.

We need to move.

You are our leader now.

We head due east until we're clear.

We're gonna find the man

who did this to Duke

and our brothers.

And we're gonna kill him.

(MAN ANNOUNCING ON PA)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON PA)

WARDEN:
Snake Eyes.

Last place I thought I'd see you.

Warden James. It's a pleasure.

I'm a very big fan. I love the black.

It's very Johnny Cash.

Come. Welcome to Einsargen.

Let me tell you a little bit

about the place.

Listen to me.

I sound like a real-estate agent.

I'm not here to sell you anything.

Except maybe hopelessness. (LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

How was your trip?

The sensation that you're feeling,

your upside-down tummy?

It's due to our descent into

a former East German mine shaft.

It was the deepest they ever dug.

So deep in fact that

you just crossed out of Germany

into international territory.

Which allows me

certain jurisdictional freedoms.

Huh?

One word,

awesome. This room is awesome!

Temperatures here exceed 210 degrees

when not artificially cooled to a crisp 68.

Almost calls for a Snuggie.

Wait till you see this next one.

(SIGHS LOUDLY)

See what I mean? This just slays me.

It's so interesting.

This is where science has come.

Did you know that during REM sleep,

the human body

produces a neural chemical

which paralyses

every muscle in the body

but the heart and the eyes?

This prevents us

from acting out our dreams.

We have injected both of these men

with a synthetic version.

They're perfectly awake.

They're conscious,

they're aware of everything

that's going on around them.

It's just that they're

trapped inside themselves.

Well, I believe you know

your new neighbours, Destro,

Cobra Commander.

Oh, the three of you are like

my fantasy football team.

Gentlemen.

Now as your eyes and mind

travel to where you cannot,

I want you to agonise.

I want you to pine.

I want you to ache for what once was

and will never be again.

I want you to doubt

that there was ever a word for escape.

Welcome to hell.

SNAKE:
You have no idea.

Snake Eyes speaks.

It never occurred to me

what you might sound like.

But I've always thought about

what you might look like.

We'll have that mask.

Storm Shadow.

(CHUCKLES)

So you killed the Pakistani president.

Well, you're not exactly

my first-round draft pick,

but I've always been a fan.

FLINT:
Protocol says we make

a distress call, right?

ROADBLOCK:
No.

Protocol died with the unit.

FLINT:
What?

How's anybody gonna know we're alive?

They're not, 'cause we're not.

To our government,

to our families,

but especially to our enemy,

we were KIA at 0600 hours

in the Indus Valley Desert.

But we have to at least try.

I mean, there might be...

No. Anything we do now

is a rumour of a rumour.

Any and all traces

of our existence is terminated.

The only one I trust out there

is Snake Eyes.

When we got hit,

how we got hit,

we were set up right from the start.

FLINT:
How many stars would

someone need on their shoulder

to call an attack like that? Four? Five?

No, not stars. Buttons on his suit.

National Security Advisor.

Secretary of Defence.

No. There's only one man

who could authorise a strike like that.

And I voted for him.

(MEN TALKING IN DISTINCTLY)

TECHNICIAN:
All vitals

on Cobra Commander are steady.

Storm Shadow

nerve prohibitors injected.

Sixty-two degrees on a change of 4%.

(PLANE APPROACHING)

Aerial threat! Down!

We're going home.

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

Full arrest! Full arrest!

No drill! Bring the restraints!

Remove the containment lid!

Where's the serum? Quickly!

Adrenaline now. Now! Adrenaline!

Let's go! Quickly, quickly!

Move! Move!

(MEN SHOUTING)

TECHNICIAN:
Where's the serum?

(SHOUTS)

Let's go!

GUARD:
Peel back! Move!

WARDEN:
What do you mean,

his heart stopped beating?

No one here dies unless I say so!

Oh, my God.

Fire!

GUARD:
Fire! Fire!

- Take him down!

(GROANS)

Take him down!

(PANTING)

GUARD 1:
Clear on the north!

GUARD 2:
Clear!

(MEN SPEAKING IN GERMAN)

(YELLS)

(PANTING)

Welcome to hell.

(YELLS)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(GASPING)

(WHEEZING)

Stop!

You shoot anything

that walks through that door!

Anything!

Storm Shadow.

Never a doubt.

Cobra Commander.

Destro.

You're out of the band.

WARDEN:
Come on.

Come on.

(RAPID BEEPING)

(GROANING)

I see you've arranged transportation.

Making more things go boom

by 9:
00 a.m.

than most people do all day.

Firefly. Good to see you, old friend.

Sir.

Some people

just didn't want to let me in.

(GROANING)

Now, I busted out of eight prisons.

But I only broke into one.

All communications have been cut off.

No one will know you're even missing.

(CHUCKLES)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

COBRA COMMANDER:
Take him

to the mountains to heal.

I'll need him

for the war I'm about to start.

(STORM SHADOW GROANING)

(RUSTLING)

(PANTING)

- I want to help you.

(HELICOPTER TAKING OFF)

We've seen Storm's injuries.

We know where he's headed.

And you need me.

Good.

Sir, launch controls are nearly up.

The director was running behind.

Well, he ain't running behind no more.

Or anywhere else, for that matter.

Armour prototype

is complete to your specs.

I got it up to 60 on the dyno today.

You'll like this. Working title,

High Speed Sentry. HISS.

It's good to have you back, sir.

FIREFLY:
Ain't she a beauty?

COBRA COMMANDER:
Soon the world

will cower in the face of Zeus.

All we've been missing

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