G.i. Joe: The Rise Of Cobra Page #5

Come on. Get out of the way!

Hey, guys, they're alive

and they're on the move.

And they've activated the warhead.

I'm tracking the kill switch now.

Duke! Duke, it's on the Baroness!

Storm Shadow has one of the warheads,

and it's armed!

Get out of my way! Get out!

Get out!

Nice shoes.

You get the warhead,

I'll get the kill switch.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Damn, that ninja's fast!

No.

Oh, no!

- Bloody hell.

- No.

They're gonna eat through

the entire city.

Duke, you have to hit that kill switch!

Oh, God.

Disarmed.

Congratulations, Duke.

You just saved Paris.

Or at least most of it.

- Is that blood?

- Spaghetti sauce. Don't ask.

- They got Duke.

- We know.

- What are you doing?

- Plugging into his cerebral cortex.

I hate to break the news to you,

but I don't think he's gonna

give you much in his dead condition.

The brain survives

a couple of minutes after death.

We can retrieve the electrical impulses

from his most recent memories

- and convert them to images.

- Well, can we find Duke?

We need to find

the other 3 warheads first.

If this guy remembers his way home,

maybe we can find both.

Okay, here come the images.

Let's see where this guy's been.

- He's still alive!

- He can't be.

He's got 3-inch needles in his head!

- Hey, dead guys don't breakdance!

- What's happening, Breaker?

- Nanomites, they're eating him.

- Must be some sort of self-destruct.

- Hurry, Breaker!

- Come on, come on, come on.

No. No!

No, no, no!

The beauty of nanotechnology.

- We are screwed.

- Relax. I got everything I could.

What? Then what the hell was the,

"No, no, no, no!" for?

That was for McCullen.

- They were watching us.

- Okay. So what did you get?

Actually, not that much. Just images.

Come on, Frenchie. I thought you said

you was the best at this.

- I am the best at this!

- All right.

- Nobody can do what I just did.

- Okay.

Wait, no.

We didn't do it. We're the good guys.

- Put your hands up, Rip.

- We don't have time for this!

We're not allowed to engage

with friendly forces.

They don't look too friendly to me.

I gotta get my boy.

- Look, Captain...

- Rip!

We're still trying to locate

the 3 remaining warheads, sir.

- What's the status of the Joes?

- They've been detained.

- The French are pretty upset.

- Of course they're upset.

Get me the French Ambassador.

...in a matter of seconds

by a strike by a missile...

Hey, no, no!

Please don't touch that!

That's my equipment. It's very...

Okay, he's touching it.

- Nice going, slick.

- It's not his fault.

He's just emotional.

- Here, let me look at that.

- I'm fine.

Just trying to help. General!

The French have agreed to let you all go

on the condition that none of you return.

Ever.

- Never?

- It could be worse.

What do you mean by never?

Like, never, never, ever?

There's more.

All of you have been recalled

by your respective heads of state.

Team Alpha is to return to the Pit.

What about Duke?

Call McCullen.

Tell him we have the 3 warheads.

Right away.

Why didn't you just kill me?

McCullen has something special

in mind for you.

McCullen.

What happened to you?

Now you care?

Okay.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry about Rex.

I'm sorry that I couldn't bring Rex home.

And I'm so sorry

that I couldn't face you afterwards.

Well, everybody's sorry

about something.

Master!

Master.

Okay, so what about Duke?

We're just gonna forget about him?

We've got our orders.

Look, man,

what if it was one of your guys?

What if it was Scarlett or Breaker?

What would you do then?

Looks pretty remote.

Might be a good location for a base.

Snow. That leaves us with what,

Yeah.

- Hey, is that McCullen's shadow?

- What you got?

- Spherical trigonometry.

- I must have missed that class.

If you know the height of the object,

the length of the shadow,

and the time and date

that the image was captured,

- you can figure out its location.

- That's why I missed that class.

All right, Breaker, give it to me.

What have we got?

Okay. McCullen is 180 centimeters tall.

His shadow is 46 centimeters.

This image has decayed 6%,

which means

it's 51 hours and 17 minutes old.

That's at the polar icecap.

- Heavy.

- Yep.

What do you say, sir?

I said you've been ordered back

to the Pit,

but I didn't say when

and I didn't say which route to take.

Maybe a northern one.

That is a lot of ice.

Thousands of miles across

and 10 stories thick.

Locating McCullen's base will be

like finding a needle in a coal mine.

- Haystack.

- Right.

Haystack in a coal mine.

No! McCullen has plans for him!

Enough!

And what was your plan?

Run 3,000 miles across the ice?

Stupid soldier.

Move it.

- That's strange.

- What?

When they stole the weapons case,

I set my scanner

to look out for the tracking beacon

in case it came back on.

- And it just came back on.

- That's my boy!

Take the warheads to the missiles.

I want them ready to launch in one hour.

It will be done.

My beautiful Lady of the Lake.

This bother you?

It's funny, isn't it? The entire balance

of power in the world about to shift,

over who gets the girl.

I'm gonna make you very unhappy.

- I'm already unhappy.

- Get up!

Video from the Aqua Cam

is coming online now.

Bloody hell.

They've built a military base

under the polar icecap.

It's the perfect location.

Nearly undetectable, easily defensible.

- Duke's got to be in there somewhere.

- And the warheads.

We have to find a quiet way

to get inside.

Elevator cables.

They've got a surface entrance.

Guys, there's something else.

Going to sonar view.

They've got tunnels

running through the ice pack.

Hey, look, they've got

their own attack subs.

Okay, what's that?

- Missile tubes.

- Must be for the nanomite warheads.

Take us up. I'll create a distraction

from outside and keep them busy

while you lot infiltrate the facility

from above. We'll find Duke...

- Grab the warheads.

- Kill all the bad guys.

As you all know,

Team Alpha is under direct orders

to return to their

respective national bases.

But I have something I need to do

which goes against all orders.

So, if any of you decide

that you have to leave now,

I will certainly not hold it against you.

Okay, then.

What are you gonna do

with the warheads?

You take to your training well.

That's good.

Still trying to develop intel.

- So you won't mind telling me.

- Isn't it obvious?

I'm a businessman.

I'm going to use them.

Millions of people are gonna die

if you launch those warheads,

so what is it that you want?

To strike fear into the hearts of every

man, woman and child on the planet.

Then they'll turn to the person

with the most power.

You?

No, not me.

- You're not seeing the whole picture.

- Then tell me.

I don't wanna spoil the surprise.

Guests.

Meet the genius

behind all my nanotechnology.

Genius? You are too kind.

As you can see,

we are loading my nanomite warheads

into the high-V missiles.

Once at maximum velocity, Mach 5,

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