Independence Day Page #12

Not from tyranny,

oppression or persecution.

But from annihilation.

We're fighting for

our right to live.

To exist.

And should we

win the day,

the 4th of July will no longer

be known as an American holiday,

but as the day when the world

declared in one voice.

We will not go quietly

into the night!

We will not vanish

without a fight!

We're going to live on!

We're going to survive!

Today, we celebrate

our Independence Day!

(ALL CHEERING INDISTINCTLY)

Yeah!

Yeah!

Let's go!

MITCHELL:
Mr. President.

Right this way, sir.

I've got your

gear over here.

Good luck!

I've got you a jumpsuit for you, and the rest

of your gear is stored away in this duffel.

You've got your

choice of helmets.

GREY:
Mr. President, I'd sure

like to know what you're doing.

I'm a combat

pilot, Will.

I belong in the air.

Okay, sir. Let's get you airborne.

Right over here.

STEVE:
You know, as

soon as I get back,

we're gonna light those

fireworks, right?

Here.

Take these.

Just in case.

(STAMMERS) Where's...

Just in case.

I'm very proud of you.

Be careful, okay?

It's time.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh, damn! Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Wait. Wait. We gotta find some cigars.

(STAMMERING)

Here, here!

Take these.

My last two.

You are a lifesaver.

Almost put a hex on

the whole damn thing!

MALE VOICE:
Good

morning, Dave.

FEMALE VOICE:
Missile launch.

Oh, crap!

What do I hit?

Which one?

(ENGINES SLOWING DOWN)

I picked a hell of a

day to quit drinking.

(MEN TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

This is our

victory dance.

Not until the

fat lady sings.

Oh! Yes, okay.

This is important.

Fat lady. I gotcha.

MALE VOICE:
Open launch tunnel.

DAVID:
Shaky?

Is it gonna do this

the whole way?

Just make sure your seat backs and tray tables

are in their upright and lock position.

Yeah. Is it?

Let's rock 'n' roll.

(ENGINES ROARING)

(DAVID EXCLAIMING)

(STEVE EXCLAIMS)

(CONNIE EXCLAIMS)

(STEVE LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)

Oops!

Oops?

What does that mean?

What do you mean...

No, I got it. Look, some jerk

didn't put the diagram right.

I know what I mean. I'm fine. What

do you mean saying oops there?

What do you say we

try that one again?

Yes, yes. Yes,

without the oops.

This is...

That a way!

(BOTH YELP)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

I have got to get

me one of these!

DAVID:
No, no, no! What was that?

What was that? Don't do that!

STEVE:
Just trying to get a feel

for the old girl, that's all.

Oh, no, no, don't. Leave her alone.

Really.

Look, no hands.

Steve!

(LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)

You're all secure, sir.

Grey, do you read me?

Roger, Eagle One. Your

primary target has shifted course.

TOM:
Which way they headed?

I think our secret's out.

They're headed

straight for us.

GREY:
ETA, 26 minutes.

(DAVID GROANS SOFTLY)

You still with

me over there?

What the hell

was I thinking?

DAVID:
Oh!

Hoo-hoo.

I've been waiting for

this my whole life.

Head straight for it.

What the hell?

Don't touch them.

Don't, don't, don't!

I was counting on this.

They are

bringing us in.

When the hell was

you gonna tell me?

Oops.

We've got to work on

our communication.

(ENGINES ROARING INDISTINCTLY)

We have visual.

Do not engage until

we've confirmed...

the package has been delivered.

Roger.

(RUMBLING)

CONNIE:
Major, what happens if

that thing gets here,

before the virus

is planted?

Well, ma'am, this facility's

buried deep within a mountain.

It should provide us some protection.

Great.

What about the

people outside?

Lieutenant Sell,

we got incoming.

Oh, my God!

Look at that!

DAVID:
There must be

thousands of them.

Millions of them. What

the hell are they doing?

Looks like they're

preparing an invasion.

Hey, I don't like this.

This is stupid.

They can see us!

DAVID:
Oh, no, no, no, no.

This thing comes fully loaded.

AM/FM radio, reclining

bucket seats and...

power windows.

(SHIP THUMPING)

Come on, baby.

(CLAPS)

We're in.

(SIGHS)

DAVID:
Do it. Do it.

Do it.

Sir, he's uploading

the virus.

Eagle One, the package

is being delivered.

GREY:
Stand by to engage.

TOM:
Roger. Eagle

One, check left.

MITCHELL:
Listen up! We have an

emergency situation.

We need everyone to grab

everything they can.

Only what you can carry. We need

to get you inside immediately.

The virus is in.

DAVID:
All we can do now is...

pray.

Delivery complete.

Engage.

Delivery complete. It's a go!

It's a go!

TOM:
Eagle One. Fox three.

(MISSILE FIRING)

Gentlemen, this is it.

Come on, come

on, come on.

God. (SIGHS)

GREY:
Virus ineffective.

Disengage.

Get your people out of there.

MAN:
(ON RADIO) Disengage.

Rear flank,

follow suit.

TOM:
Hold on, Command.

I want another

shot at it.

GREY:
Sir, I strongly

recommend you disengage.

Eagle One.

Fox three.

(ALL CHEERING)

Direct hit!

It's a hit! Squadron leaders, fire at will!

Fire at will! Fire at will!

TOM:
We're going in. Squadron

leaders, take flight.

MAN 1:
Eagle Six at seven.

MAN 2:
Eagle Five at three.

TOM:
Eagle One. Fox two.

RUSSELL:
Eagle Twenty! Fox two!

(LASERS FIRING)

Evasive maneuvers! Squadron

leaders, evasive maneuvers!

Prepare to engage!

All right, Mr. President!

Here we go!

All right, baby.

I've gotcha!

Payback's a

b*tch, ain't it?

Okay. Job's done.

Let's go home.

Gladly.

(SHIP CREAKING)

What's up?

It's stuck.

What?

It's not responding. It's stuck.

Try it again.

(CREAKING)

(BEEPING)

Come on, come on!

(LASERS FIRING)

(EXPLODING)

(MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(CRASHING)

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

(ALL CLAMORING INDISTINCTLY)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Steve, Steve!

Hey, what the hell

are you doing?

DAVID:
It's not me, they're

overriding the system.

Oh, sh*t!

Um, hide.

(DAVID GROANS)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Everybody hold someone's hand.

Hold hands.

Come on in.

(JULIUS PRAYING IN JEWISH)

I'm not Jewish.

Nobody's perfect.

(PRAYING CONTINUES)

God! Where are they?

(EXPLODING FAINTLY)

This could be our

last night on Earth.

I don't wanna

die a virgin.

If we do, we'll

both die virgins.

But at least we'll

be together.

(RUMBLING FAINTLY)

Are you scared?

Me, too.

MAN 1:
Eagle Seven, fox two.

MAN 2:
Eagle Three, fox two.

We're running out

of missiles, sir.

We're just not causing

enough damage.

It's settling

directly over us.

(HATCH OPENING)

They're preparing to fire

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