Independence Day: Resurgence Page #7

Yes, sir.

Look what I found

in the hold.

We should be able to

communicate with this.

Let's hook up the antenna.

What was that?

Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

The drill is cracking the outer mantle.

But...

that shouldn't happen for another...

We were wrong.

We do not have 7 hours

until the Earth core breach.

We only have... one.

Call it in.

Area 51. Area 51.

Do you copy?

So the idea is to

get her to follow this tug

into the salt flats using the

decoy transmitter on board.

And once she's taken the bait,

our cold-fusion bombs

can go to town to hail Mary.

It can work.

There's a catch.

As you know, they took out

all of our satellites, which means...

that somebody is going to

have to fly in manually.

And I know that I'm asking

for the ultimate sacrifice.

I know that.

But you, you're the only

pilots we have left.

And I need a volunteer.

Let's get it done.

I'll fly it in.

No, you won't.

I'll do it.

Mr. President.

Dad, what are you doing?

Patty, there're a lot of reasons

I'm the best choice for this.

You all have to pick up

the pieces once it's over.

This is my part.

Matthew.

Do not let him

get on that Tug.

Do you understand me?

Get the hell off the road!

If you go any slower,

we'll be going backwards.

Don't be a schmuck,

we have to conserve gas.

Area 51 is still

75 miles away.

- We're running on fumes.

- What do we have here?

- Who's in charge here?

- No one.

Our driver left us

to take a ride to Minnesota.

Just like that.

He just left?

He wanted to go have

sex with his girlfriend.

YES!

All aboard!

Wait. Wait wait wait.

What about our-our car?

We'll get you a new one

when you get your license.

On the bus, everybody!

Tell the General

we're up and running.

Bring it in!

Spin it around.

Alright.

Plug it in.

Radar is operational, sir.

Son of a b*tch.

Alright, they're coming in fast.

David, we got a real

firestorm coming our way

and not a lot of

time to prepare.

Give me numbers, Mr. President.

9 minutes to the

queen ship's arrival.

Roughly 22 minutes before the

drill reaches our molten core.

Jesus Christ.

Take your positions.

We don't have a second to lose!

Are we going to make it, sir?

You bet your ass we will.

Alright.

Here we go, men.

- Get up on that barricade.

- Let's go.

- Get your weapons.

- Prepare to shoot on command.

This thing is way cooler

than the machete.

Sorry!

Sorry, everyone. That was my bad.

I'm going to see

if it's clear.

Jake!

Ha.

- Hell of a time to scare a guy.

- Sorry.

God, it's great.

It's good to see you.

It's good to see you too.

- I didn't think you'd made it.

- Why not?

Uh, you know.

You haven't flown a fighter in a while,

so I figure...

You're alive, that's what counts.

Enough with the reunion.

They're going to hear us.

- More of us made it.

- You're still talking loud.

So what now?

Go in guns blazing?

Hey, what are you doing?

You guys, get to those fighters

and don't leave me hanging.

Wait!

Excuse me!

Down here

There you go.

Listen, I usually don't hold a grudge.

But... you killed my parents.

So... Well, I'm going to make

an exception for you guys.

Charlie, Rain.

You two take the first fighter.

I've been holding

that one for a while.

- Their technology hasn't change at all.

- Get the weapons ready.

Woo.

New interface.

Sh*t!

Jake's in trouble!

Let's go!

Getting a little low there, Rain.

Nice.

Oh no, you don't.

- Should have kept running.

- Get your ass out of there!

Take this.

- Hey, thanks for that.

- Yeah.

- Get up there where you belong.

- What, you don't want to fly?

Hell no.

I want to shoot.

All pilots, go to channel 6

on your radios.

Anytime, gentlemen.

You guys, go ahead.

We'll cover the rear.

They're closing doors.

They're closing doors.

Jake, where are you?

We're on our way.

Rain, how long have we got?

20 seconds, max.

No, Rain.

Stop, bank left.

- We have to go.

- No.

We're not leaving anyone else behind.

No one else dies today.

- You with me?

- I'm with you.

- It's getting dicey up here.

- Rain, just get out of here!

Respectfully, sir.

No way in hell.

Ah!

Come on!

Hey, man.

I just want you to know.

If we don't make

it out of here,

I'm really sorry for almost

killing you in training.

Well, if we don't make it out of here,

I just want you to know.

I'm not sorry at all about

punching you in the face.

Yeah.

Way to go, Charlie!

- Woo!

- Ha ha!

Alright, we're clear.

You lead, we follow.

Faster, Rain.

Faster!

Hang on to your seat, buddy!

Jake, did you make it?

Rain.

Did you see him

come out of there?

I'm not sure.

Jake.

- Did you miss me?

- Oh!

You can't do that to me.

You can't.

I told you you'd get

lonely without me.

All right, aviators.

Let's turn and burn.

Clock's ticking,

we got to get out of here.

Standby for a broadcast from

the United States government.

I understand that many people

around the world are tuning into

this channel on their

shortwave radios.

To you out there

and here at home.

Make no mistake,

this is humanity's last stand.

What we do in the

next 12 minutes

will either define the

human race or finish it.

To those of you listening:

No matter your nationality,

color, or creed,

I ask that all of

you pray for us.

No matter our differences,

we are all one people.

Whatever happens,

succeed or fail,

we will face it together,

standing as one.

Decoy mission launch,

T minus 60 seconds.

Patricia!

Patricia.

- What is it?

- It's your dad, he collapsed.

Come with me quick.

Mission is fueled, loaded

and ready for launch.

- Where is he?

- He asked me, as a friend, as a father.

Dad!

Decoy convoy.

Hold in ready position.

It says here, you got

to fly on Air Force One.

You meet the President?

My dad says your son

never went to space

and it's just a conspiracy.

Oh yeah?

You father's a butt.

Wait.

Do you-Do you hear that?

- Oh. That kid making fun of me?

- No. That sound.

Kids, hold on to your seats!

They're inbound.

10 seconds till contact.

They're going to target

the cannon first.

We won't get too many shots off

so you just make them count.

On my command!

Fire!

I have to take this fighter.

We're still priming the fusion drive.

It's only 32%.

That's more than enough.

Give me the harness.

General, we're up and running.

Alright, Tom.

You're ready to go.

Activate the decoy transmitter

on my mark.

3. 2. 1.

Isolation chamber activated.

Convoy is a go.

Give them cover fire, now.

Now, Tom.

Now.

It's working.

She's following the decoy.

Wait!

What are you doing?

It doesn't matter, we're isolated.

I'm going to turn it back on.

- Why would you do that?

- To see what else this thing knows.

Excuse me.

Just have a few questions,

if you don't mind.

Sir, there's a school bus

heading directly towards for the trap.

No no no...

David, the queen ship

will be there in 2 minutes.

Who is that?

No. No. No.

There's a tall gangly man

waving us down over there.

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