Living Hell Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 2008
- 92 min
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- Teegarden, stand down. Stand down.
- Freeborn, you have no authority here.
God damn it! Get out of the way!
Get these people out of here.
Go south.
Go south.
Pick up as many people as you can. Go!
Go, go!
Zaremba, take the street.
Shourt, clear the alley.
- Alone?
- Well, take Kinoshita with you.
Yes, sir.
I just spotted Freeborn on foot
heading west on Main.
Arrest her on sight.
Go, go, go!
Pull back.
Give it everything you've got!
All units, report!
Report! Somebody answer the damn radio!
Got it right here. Come on, Ozzie.
Are you under the bed? Ah, man.
Where did you get to, anyway?
Ozzie, come on back. I'm serious, now.
We need to get out of here.
Something's going on,
and you're gonna be in trouble,
- and I don't want to have to...
- Get out of here!
- What? Dude... Quit shoving, man!
- Get him out of here.
I'm not leaving here without my cat, man.
Here, I'll help you. Get in the car!
Start the ignition.
Drive south. As fast as you can.
You don't have enough blood, Frank.
You can't do it like this.
You're the key to destroying it,
but not if you bleed to death.
Come on, I have an idea! Come on!
Initiate scenario D.
Central Command, confirm!
Initiate scenario D. Confirm!
Confirm!
I can fly this.
I'll get us out of here.
There's an immunology lab in Albuquerque.
I'll take you there.
They can isolate the factors in your blood,
clone them, produce mass
quantities and spray by air.
That thing will cover
North America by then.
The sun's coming up in three hours.
That thing feeds off energy.
A square mile of the Earth's surface
gets enough sun in a day
to equal a two-kiloton atomic bomb.
That thing will grow out of control.
Glenn would know.
Yeah, he'd think this through.
He would know.
What would he know?
You knew him better than anyone else.
What would he be thinking right now?
Growth regulation nucleus.
What?
On Tarasov's chest, a radial growth.
Glenn said it was a growth regulation nucleus.
On my father's body?
When a part of the organism is severed,
it tries to rejoin the main body.
A single organism,
its growth is regulated by the nucleus.
So if we kill the nucleus?
The growth will regulate to zero.
You can drop me off at the base.
I'll find my father's body.
You'll never find Vault 12 by yourself.
I'll take you.
Carrie.
I have the immunity,
you don't.
I'll take you as far as I can.
Delta Charlie 2-8-1, Kirkland Tower.
Wind is 2-9-0 at 7.
You are cleared for takeoff.
Freeborn.
What happened to you?
We found a way to kill the organism.
I'm flying us into Lambert.
And I'm ordering you to walk out that door.
- Frank's blood can...
- You are AWOL, Freeborn!
- Look, sir, if I kill the nucleus...
- One more word out of you...
Look, you didn't listen to me before
and look what's happening.
- Colonel!
- Lf you are within 10 miles of here
at 0430 hours, you will be dead.
This valley is going to be carpeted
by tactical nuclear warheads in 25 minutes.
It will feed on the radiation.
It feeds on any energy source.
You have to stop them.
I have no power to stop
anything but your death.
I respected the hell out of your husband.
Now, for his sake,
move of your own accord...
Colonel Maitland.
Colonel!
Colonel Maitland, are you okay, sir?
Sir, we have an unidentified aircraft
moving northeast in the target zone.
Initiate Mike 86 warning protocol.
Proceed with attack plan.
Roger that, sir.
Aircraft, flying in Fort Lambert,
heading on zero-five-niner,
you are in violation of restricted airspace.
You need to immediately change course
to heading one-niner-zero.
To repeat, heading one-niner-zero.
And leave that...
You are in violation of
government-restricted airspace.
Turn to one-niner-zero immediately.
You face an immediate
military strike on your aircraft.
I repeat, turn to one-niner-zero!
You are facing an immediate
military strike on your aircraft.
There will be no further communication.
They're still heading zero-five-niner, sir.
They're not moving.
- Take them down.
- Roger that.
I've got to put this down! Brace yourself!
This goes down to Sublevel 3.
Bullets didn't matter.
Knives.
Guy has the touch, though. Didn't hurt him.
The thing frigging died
when he put his hands on it.
Teegarden, what the hell
are you talking about?
He's got the touch.
He saved my life.
Stop here and set up a Sat-link.
I want pictures.
Point G-H-5-8 heading south.
Joint L-R-0-7-6, that's point G-H-43,
and proceed south.
You got the coordinates set?
Yes, sir.
Infrared is up, sir.
All units, proceed south to green line.
Confirm positions on arrival.
green line at maximum speed.
This is Fort Lambert, two minutes
ago. Last pass of the satellite.
Widen the view.
Crap!
Zoom in. Track that movement to the left.
Look, there they are.
Oh, my God. They're alive.
Vault 12 is that way, at the end.
Glenn! Glenn! Glenn!
Glenn! Glenn!
Frank!
Help, Frank, help!
Help! Frank!
Sir, something's happening.
The sucker's dying.
Proceed south immediately.
Make sure Air Force Regional Command
is seeing this.
- Yes, sir.
- Bombers incoming, sir.
This is Colonel Erik Maitland,
United States Army.
Request emergency interrupt
for General Torrence.
Look at your IRSat incoming.
The organism is dying.
I have personnel trapped
inside the blast zone.
Sir, strongly recommend
you abort mission.
Over.
Delta Charlie 2-8-1, abort mission.
I repeat, abort mission, Delta Charlie 2-8-1.
Roger, Command.
Delta Charlie 2-8-1 returning to base.
Could they have survived?
Whether they made it or not,
we're gonna be the ones to pull them out.
- Let's move out.
- Yes, sir!
- Yes, sir!
- Yes, sir!
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