Jarhead 3: The Siege Page #4

Full lock down

going down!

Please report to

designated areas!

This is not a drill.

I say again,

this is not a drill.

Full lock down going down!

Please report

to designated areas!

This is not a drill.

What?

I say again,

this is not a drill.

Go, go, go.

I'm going as fast

as I f***in' can.

Come on, man. Get in.

Got it.

Come on. We gotta move.

We gotta get outta here.

Gotta go, people.

What? We're

leaving?

Jamal?

All right, Jamal,

you're coming

with us. Let's go.

Come on, move it.

Let's move it!

Let's move it!

BLAKE:
How

long are we

gonna be gone?

I mean, do I...

Everyone ready?

Do I need

my cell phone?

Come on, Blake, keep up.

Ready? Let's do it.

(ALARM BLARING)

Oh, sh*t, guys.

They're coming

through!

Open this door!

We're coming out!

I'm gonna go find

the Ambassador.

You, you,

you're on me.

I'll roll with Hansen,

get these drives

to the incinerator.

Good luck.

Yeah, don't be

a f***ing hero.

Ready? Let's move.

(PANTING)

(INDISTINCT YELLING)

I got you. I got you.

I got you. I got you.

Ski, don't die on me.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Don't die on me.

(EXPLOSION)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(BEEPING)

(EXPLOSION)

BLAKE:
Is that a bomb?

Are they coming?

CAHILL:
Watch out.

Come on!

It's them, right?

OLIVIA:
They're coming,

guys. Let's go.

What's going on?

Okay, it's good.

Come on, Olivia.

Let's go!

Holy sh*t!

Holy sh*t!

Let's go!

Holy sh*t!

Come on, Blake.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(PANTING)

(YELLING IN PAIN)

Argh!

So I guess

you were right.

And so were you.

On me.

STAMPER:

Roger that.

BLAKE:
They call it

the incinerator.

It's like this

flame thrower thing

they got down here

to just torch anything

that's classified.

Man, I hope that's

not classified.

When the Ambassador is,

like, burning sh*t,

you know some heavy

sh*t is going down.

You could

help us,

you know?

Shoot!

It's just us.

You all right, Mr. Ambassador?

So far.

What's going on out there?

Who are these people?

You know exactly

who it is.

Is this

everybody?

Today, yeah.

All right. Come on,

we need to get

to the safe room.

Okay, time

to strap me up.

Seriously?

Yeah, I shot guns

before, dude.

Strap me up, let's roll.

We got some business

to take care of.

HANSEN:
Come on,

let's move.

Let's go.

Come on, Jamal.

Clear!

Oh, Sh*t.

Where's Ski?

He's dead?

And what

about Kraus?

Him, too.

And his team.

They blew an opening

and made it inside.

Dozens of them.

Khaled al-Asiri

isn't dead.

What?

This was all planned.

I'm 100% now, sir.

Sir, we need to go.

Safe room.

Last man.

Clear!

Backup was asked for,

but they seem

real hesitant

to wanna throw

anybody else

in this fire.

That's Pete Raines's post?

Yes, sir, it is,

and Ambassador

Cahill's house.

Does he have any backup?

Any players in

the game down there?

No, sir.

Just some

embassy Marines.

Security guards?

Yes, sir.

Most with limited

to no combat

experience.

They're gonna get

an ass-full now.

Where's Captain Dekard?

The infirmary, sir.

He's got appendicitis.

(SIGHING) Roger that.

Well,I guess

I'm gonna take

his seat, then.

Sir?

You're gonna

lead the team?

You have

a problem

with that?

No, sir.

Then make

the call, Hutch.

Let me know when the helos

are ready for dust off.

Yes, sir.

Hey, you're

in my shot.

Welcome to

the safe room.

BLAKE:
This is the safe room?

I thought it'd be bigger.

Hansen, secure

that door.

Ronin, Ronin,

this is Charlie 1.

I need to speak

to your CO now.

Who the hell

is this haji?

No offense.

My name is Jamal al-Asiri

and you're right,

I am one of the faithful.

He's Khaled

al-Asiri's brother.

They're here

for you,

aren't they?

They're here

for all of us.

Yeah? Then why

the hell are

you here, huh?

They said he had

a meeting with you,

Mr. Ambassador. What for?

To convince him that

our little drone

attack had failed

and to tell him

that my brother

is still alive,

and now my wife,

my children, my entire

family is in danger.

I'm sorry, Jamal.

All the intelligence

we had assured us that

your brother was dead.

Not all of it.

HUTCH:
(OVER RADIO)

Patching you through now,

Gunnery Sergeant.

Go for Major Lincoln.

GUNNY:
Glad

to have you

with us, sir.

Likewise. How bad is it?

GUNNY:
It's pretty bad, sir.

We are completely

overrun and held up

in the safe room

with the Ambassador,

a few of his staff,

and a handful

of my Marines.

Roger that, Gunny.

What intel can you

give me on the tangos?

Not much.

Uh, motivated,

well-organized,

and kitted out for

a stand-up fight.

You keep sh*t locked

down till we get there?

What do you mean

"we," Major?

Come on, Pete,

you didn't think I was

gonna let you have

a party down there

without me now, did you?

Locked and loaded,

then, sir.

See you within

the hour, Gunny.

Okay. MARSOC

is en route.

Mohammed said

he'd get help, too.

He made it through?

They're still an hour

away. So until then

we're on our own.

Who the hell

are "they"?

What's MARSOC?

Marine Corps

Special Forces.

The bad asses

who got our backs.

BLAKE:
And what if we're

dead in the next hour?

What happens then?

OLIVIA:
Well, then we won't

need to worry about what its.

CAHILL:
How did this happen?

Mr. Ambassador,

the room will hold.

It's the safest place

to be right now.

I can't say the rest

of this place

will still be

standing around

us, though.

They're going

through everything.

What the hell do they

think they're doing?

(SHOUTING)

They want to show

America and its allies

the face of what

they have caused.

What,

you think men

like my brother

just woke up one day

and decided

to hate the West?

You think that they do

not feel like America

is the terrorist?

Hey, suck it,

Ali Baba.

Don't even try

to feed us that jihadi

propaganda bullshit.

KHALED:
(OVER SPEAKERS)

I know you hear me.

I know you think

you are under attack

from evil invaders.

And yet it is my home

that you have invaded.

And now you

have even invaded

my own family.

My brother,

he was a true jihadist.

A warrior.

Until you poisoned him.

Until our blood is

no longer the same.

You hear me, brother?

We are no longer the same.

You are dead to the father,

and dead to the son,

and will soon be dead to all.

Jesus, we're in the middle

of a goddamn civil war here.

No Sh*t.

He knows

I provided the intel

for the drone strike.

This is revenge for

him against all of us.

Cause and effect,

my friends.

Sir, we need

to get out there.

What?

What part

of "safe house" is it

that you don't understand?

You saw 'em just now.

They're gonna take this

place apart piece by piece.

There's still classified

materials out there,

things we haven't

had the chance to get.

Miss Winston,

there's at least

40-plus armed militants

in between us and

your office right now.

We'll never get

anywhere near it.

He's right.

It's not in my office.

It's in the

Ambassadors

residence.

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