No Escape Page #3

and they're as good as they were

the day they came off the assembly line.

Gentlemen, let me demonstrate.

Gentlemen...

come and get 'em!

Look. For the long, cold nights ahead.

I won't be needing it.

Thank you.

Turn it down!

Another year is past.

The first for some.

For others, just one more.

No path to the island

is ever the same...

but we all share something...

something that cannot

be taken away from us.

We have proved to ourselves...

that we cannot be written off...

that our lives mean something.

We are not animals.

We are human beings.

That's our reprieve.

That's our pardon.

That's our freedom.

- Merry Christmas, everyone.

- Merry Christmas!

Now I have a toast.

To all our victims.

May they rest in peace.

So you're leaving us?

At daybreak.

How far do you think you'll get?

I don't know.

I'll figure something out.

Look, I don't have all the answers,

but at least here you can have help.

You can have purpose.

You can even have friends.

Most people would call that a life.

I don't want a life

with you people.

What made you like this?

Robbins, we're all guilty

in someone's eyes.

Especially so in our own.

Maybe you can't forgive yourself yet,

but eventually you have to...

or you won't survive.

Good luck, Mr. Robbins.

Hey! What's going on?

A signal fire on the ridge.

The Outsiders are going to attack.

Let's go! Come on, move it!

- What happened?

- Somebody tipped them off.

Doesn't matter.

We stick with the plan.

- What do you want?

- Will you stand with me on the wall?

Get out!

Hawkins, there was a signal?

We have a spy in the Outsiders' camp.

Been there for over a year.

Robbins, do you believe that there's

a god up there who's looking out for us?

There's something up there.

It sure as hell isn't God.

Sir, a strike force in Sector Four.

They're at the village perimeter.

What the hell are they waiting for?

Down! Get down!

- It's started.

- Any major thermal activity?

No. Just a minor signature.

Nothing that'll show up on a satellite.

You're sure?

It'll take more heat than that

for someone to investigate.

- Choppers on ready alert, sir?

- No. Let 'em fight it out.

Water!

There you go, guys.

Excuse me.

Do it.

Get him out of here.

We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy new year

It's been a long time, Dan.

God, you've done well for yourself.

You know that?

I'm impressed.

I am very impressed.

Really nice place

you have here.

Hardwood floors.

It's just a stone's throw

from the ocean.

With the price of real estate

the way it is right now...

you are very lucky, especially

with a lakeside location.

This is a prime site.

You know?

I gotta tell ya,

your security sucks.

Look at this.

This is great.

I really get behind

on my reading.

I never seem to have enough time

these days. It's a great shame.

I've always wanted

to read this.

"Basket Weaving:

The Creative Choice".

Now I'm gonna kill you.

If I'd known you were gonna

be here, I would've knocked.

Sh*t.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

Thanks a lot.

I don't know what happened.

I had him in my sights.

I guess I didn't load the weapon right.

It's okay.

They hit us like this two or three

times a year. Sometimes more.

- Steal our food, loot our herds.

- He wasn't after food.

He was coming for you.

Maybe Marek's losing patience.

You'd better hope

he never gets organized.

Once he does, he's gonna

bury you and this place.

That's our problem, not yours.

Isn't it?

He's military trained.

You realize that?

And not just a soldier.

Navy SEAL, Marine recon.

Special forces.

Take your pick.

But somebody

taught him how to kill.

The men we honor tonight

fought bravely.

They sacrificed

their lives for us.

And though they have surrendered

all that remained for them to give...

we must not pity them.

Their pain is gone.

And now, at last,

their souls are free.

And when we reach for the fruits

of their labors and find that gone...

that's when we'll miss them.

Here.

Why did they let this happen?

The warden wants us to fight,

wipe each other out.

- Why?

- Because he can do anything...

he bloody well pleases.

You don't understand,

do you?

This place is sacred.

It's private.

The prison authorities,

they keep it classified.

No one out there

even knows it exists.

If word ever did leak out,

the public wouldn't allow it.

That's why they make sure

it's impossible to escape.

As me tight-assed old

catholic mother used to say:

"Alas, for Earth's sins,

we shall pay".

And what sins

is he paying for?

Why don't you ask him yourself?

He gave us our lives back.

He was a surgeon.

Still is a damn good one.

He had lots of money, big house

and a young, beautiful wife.

But she got bored,

started sleeping around.

That tore him up inside.

One day, they found her

dead of an overdose.

He claimed it was suicide.

But the jury didn't believe him.

Gave him life.

What do you think?

Did he do it?

I think he's

the only innocent man here.

Lying son of a b*tch!

All this crap

about a new society.

You've been planning

to escape all along.

How much further?

It's 2,000 meters.

- Why aren't they stopping it?

- It's a specially designed craft...

designed to evade their radar

and their sensors.

It's got an

internal cooling system.

- They can't see it.

- We don't know that yet.

There's a five-mile surveillance

circle that surrounds the island.

They haven't crossed it yet.

What do you got?

The warden's dry cleaning.

Main gate.

Open it up.

- 500 meters.

- It's gonna make it.

Warden, transmission from the island.

Code 7.

It's out.

It's gotta be.

Come on! Move! Out!

You all right?

Sh*t!

It's possible the cooling system

failed, triggering the...

- That's bullshit, and you know it!

- They were tipped off.

The warden's planted someone.

We've suspected for months.

Why do you think

we've been so cautious?

For all we know, you could've

been working for him too.

I thought you were supposed to be

in charge of security, Hawkins.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- They're gone!

- There's nothing we can do about it.

- Who were they?

You don't know them.

They were in the caves for months...

preparing, training.

Good men.

Well, now that I know,

I want in.

- I'm on the next boat.

- Who the hell do you think you are?

They're men that have been here years,

worked hard, did the time.

Why should you get space?

You ain't done sh*t.

He's right, Robbins.

You haven't earned it.

Not yet.

You don't waste any time,

do you?

The components are

manufactured here...

and later assembled

in the cave.

Is this the one

you're gonna be on?

No, Mr. Robbins,

I won't be leaving.

Thirty years ago...

I used my God-given talents

to make a bomb...

a very powerful bomb...

for money.

I didn't believe in the cause.

Didn't even understand it.

I just wanted the money.

Fifty people died.

Now, I'm right where I belong.

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