No Escape Page #5

for the last 13 years.

That's bullshit! I'm not

walking away without a fight.

He's right!

What is the point

of fooling ourselves?

We've always been

about survival.

Whatever it takes.

It's the only way.

Mr. Hawkins, make preparations

to abandon the compound.

I can't believe

you're saying that!

Do it!

What about Casey?

Did he follow you?

What happened?

I'm sorry.

How close are you

to finishing the boat?

- It's nearly ready.

- Finish it.

- What for?

- Just finish it.

I've been here for 13 years.

From the beginning.

I helped build this place

with my sweat...

my heart.

And I've watched a lot

of good men die defending it.

And I saw for the first time

in my whole miserable life...

what a home could be.

I can't just walk out on it.

I can't just hand it over

to those animals because nobody...

is gonna be here

to stop them.

Who said no one's

gonna be here?

They said

you were getting better.

I was lying.

I'm dying.

I have Hodgkin's disease.

It's progressive.

Without proper treatment,

lethal.

Please.

Does anyone else know?

Hawkins suspects.

The rest will know soon enough.

For now, you're the only one.

I have a month left,

maybe two.

But before I go...

there's an important matter

to be settled.

I want you

to take my place.

What?

The men respect you.

You're a natural leader.

Without you,

they don't stand a chance.

- That's not my problem.

- It has to be you.

I've known for years

this day would come.

I didn't risk my life

with Marek to stay here.

I have to get off this island.

You've got this terminal case of

"no one can tell me what to do".

You were a soldier. You must

have fought for something once.

Look...

I'm gonna take care of Marek

for my own reasons.

- After that, I'm gone.

- Why?

You can't change your past.

That's easy for you

to say, isn't it?

- You don't have blood on your hands.

- What makes you so sure?

I know what they think.

It doesn't matter.

My wife's death

was no suicide.

If you go, at least take this.

This is my journal.

It's the truth about this place.

Give it to someone

who will save these people.

All right, then.

Let's give it a try.

I was the leader of

a helicopter assault on a village.

It was supposed to be

the source of bio-weapons fire.

I should've known better.

I had a lot of combat time,

so I should've known.

And it was too easy.

There was no radar,

no air defense.

I kept telling him...

but he ordered us in anyway.

And God help me,

I always followed orders.

We vaporized the place.

And they covered it up.

We were losing the war.

The brass needed a big body count.

So they covered it up and

gave me a medal for the victory.

And even after I killed the old man,

no one would listen to me.

No one wanted

to hear the truth.

And that's why

I have to get back.

'Cause the real story is buried

with those women and children.

I have to tell somebody

what really happened.

'Cause I can't live

with it alone anymore.

Let the truth come out.

All of it.

- What is it? Another raid?

- Looks like a major attack.

What about thermal activity?

- None so far.

- Son of a b*tch!

You want it?

Come and get it!

What the hell's that?

Sensors are going off

the gauge, sir.

Somebody will

definitely read that.

Get me a chopper.

I want a fully armed

riot platoon ready to go.

I got him.

I don't envy you

going back to a world...

that could create

such destruction.

Six choppers fueled and standing by.

Platoon's all gearing up.

- E.T.D.:
12 minutes.

- I'm not waiting. Tell them to follow.

Tonight, we'll bury the father.

Tomorrow, we'll start

rebuilding the compound.

Tomorrow, we start

all over again.

Where is it?

Is this it?

Is this how you talk to him?

Is this how you tell him

what he wants to know? Tell me!

Why?

He promised to take me

off this place.

- He promised me freedom.

- I got a promise for you.

You're gonna help with the next boat,

or I'll kill ya!

It's too late.

He's coming.

What?

The warden.

He's coming straightaway.

What are the coordinates?

Where's he gonna land?

The lower field,

past the river.

Those coordinates are no good.

Tell him he needs new ones.

- Right?

- Yes.

Sir, we have a transmission,

Code 7.

Warden, the landing zone

has a problem.

- What do you mean, there's a problem?

- The Outsiders.

They're retreating through

that area. It's too close.

Come on. Let's go.

We don't have a lot of time.

Listen. The father.

You talked to him before...

What did he say?

He wanted me to go

to the authorities.

He wanted you

to take his place.

I'm gonna blow this place wide open.

You have my word on that.

- Pick him up.

- Six gunships are on their way.

- E.T.A.:
ten minutes.

- I said, pick him up.

Liftoff.

Goddamn it, liftoff!

One, two, three...

four, five!

Please!

We've got to go.

No. We'll wait here

for the choppers.

We can't stay here.

We've got to hide.

"No Escape"

Translation:
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