Occupation Page #4

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- [grunting]

You expect

a welcome party, b*tch?

[speaking in alien language]

[grunting]

Oh! Ah!

Hold him down,

hold him down!

Hold him down, Arnold.

Get his leg!

Grab it! Grab it!

[grunting, groaning]

- [growling]

- Hold him down. Get his leg!

- Grab it! Grab it!

- Hold him down!

Hold him!

Clear shot, better watch now,

watch out!

Pull his head back,

pull his head back!

Pull his head back!

[screaming]

Die, you son of a b*tch!

Well, that was your best

tackle of the season.

- [Arnold groaning]

- Arnold's hurt.

- Oh, God.

- You're crazy, old man, you know that?

Ah! Just got the wind

knocked out of me.

Guys, we gotta go. Now.

And we're taking these bodies with us.

Grab those guns, too.

Thanks, Pete.

Thank you.

Let's get rid

of this thing, huh?

[Jackson] They're

gonna hunt us down now.

We just started a war.

We're already at war.

Son of a b*tch.

- [hissing]

- Oh.

[gagging, coughing]

Oh, that's... [vomits]

- You all right?

- That's just...

- Matty. Matt.

- Matt. No, no, no, don't.

You don't know

what that will do.

What have we got to lose?

[grunts]

[distorted voice] Holy sh*t.

- What do you see?

- Everything.

- And nothing.

- What?

[grunts]

Give me a look?

Careful, baby, it's heavy.

It stinks.

The helmets pick up

anything alive.

Out here there's so much life

that... we're invisible.

Maybe where they're from, there

isn't any other life to see.

These guys are here to stay. We want this

back, we're gonna have to do something.

Hm. Let's do it, then.

I'm with you till the end.

That's more like it.

Invisible, eh?

Bastards won't know

what hit 'em.

These things are a little

different from our rifles.

But the same principle applies.

Anyone's grandma can shoot a target

20 feet away in broad daylight.

We gotta be faster than them,

smarter than them.

And when you're ready,

the shot must be released

without any disturbance

to the firer's position.

Alrighty. Take aim.

Breathe in.

Take 'em down.

[screeching]

- [zapping sounds]

- [screaming]

Greetings, Earthlings. Come

with me if you want to live.

Always wanted to say that.

[grunts] You're heavy.

Come on, let's go.

Has anyone seen my mom?

You the last?

Arnold.

Arnold, let's go.

Jackson, come on.

[speaking in alien language]

Hello. [laughs]

Where to start today?

Dad's still clinging

to the hope

that Mom and Sammy

are alive out there.

I'm trying to believe it.

Hey, hey. Here.

I'm not sure

if I'm that naive anymore.

Come on, you must be exhausted,

here, here.

- If you're watching...

- Here. Here you go.

...I miss you.

We're doing good, right?

Yeah.

[Bella] I'm fighting for you.

The others are kicking ass.

Um, Marcus and I

have been building armor,

repairing clothes

for survivors.

He's a good kid.

[Bella laughs]

I don't... I don't even know

who's gonna watch this.

[Jackson] These are the best

seats in the house, babe.

Yeah, my view

isn't too bad either.

[both laugh]

I hope the baby

gets your eyes.

I hope the baby

gets your strength.

[Jackson] I couldn't do this

without you, baby.

We're gonna get

through this... somehow.

Yeah.

So you do that,

cut off their supplies,

it also hits their morale.

Now, we just need to figure out

what's strategic to them.

An occupying force can

be brought to its knees,

if you have the will

and the drive to fight.

I just never thought

we'd be the ones occupied.

Okay. Bella, compression

on the head wound.

Bella, you got this.

Okay. Bandages.

Keep that there,

now check her for vital signs.

- Yeah. She's gonna be okay.

- You're gonna be okay.

Yeah.

[indistinct]

Guys, they're

poisoning the water.

- Hey, where's, um...

- We're out.

- The creeks...

- Higher ground, boys.

[speaking in alien language]

Come on.

We got people here

looking to us to lead.

- You guys wanna get in the fight?

- Yeah.

Just get your

head right, mate.

[speaking in alien language]

[shouting]

[Matt] Let's go!

Move, move!

I guess it's important to

document the end of the world.

If anyone finds this,

we really tried.

[dramatic music]

- [gun c*cks]

- Hey, hey.

Matt.

We're not gonna hurt you.

Hey.

I'm Amelia.

- What's your name?

- Chloe.

Where did you get the gun,

Chloe?

Found... found it.

- You wanna put it down?

- No.

- [Amelia] Okay.

- How did you get away?

I crawled.

Hey, hey.

Did they do this?

[screaming]

[screaming]

[sobbing, groaning]

They've got the rest out here

just planting for their food.

[Amelia] Okay.

Chloe, Chloe.

It's okay. Look at me.

It's okay.

Give me the gun.

It's okay.

They know

everything about us.

- Some are slaves.

- [aircraft passing overhead]

Some are...

Some are like me.

Okay. Okay.

- Take it, take it. Take it.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Baby, baby, we got to move.

- [screams]

- No, no!

- Go, go, go, go, go!

- No!

[speaking in alien language]

[choking]

[speaking in alien language]

[Amelia] Come on!

[speaking in alien language]

- This is the place?

- Yup.

Every night this week they've

dropped off more, right here.

- You checked the detonators?

- Yeah.

- And the wires?

- Yeah.

- What about the...

- Yeah, man, it's cool.

I got it. Jesus.

We've got problems.

Okay. Shh. Quiet.

Here it comes.

[speaks foreign language]

- Yeah! Good one!

- Told you, I told you.

[moaning]

[heroic music]

Hello. What...

Slow down, slow down.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.

You should have seen it blow.

Boom.

[laughs]

Hey, I'll be back.

Dennis, Dennis, Dennis.

Remember, always aim

ahead of the bow.

Hey. You guys better see this.

What have you done?

We've been doing it

your way for months.

It's time we start

listening to someone else.

How do you know

they can't track him?

We're not stupid,

we checked it over.

- Whoa.

- How the hell did you do it?

We caught two of them off guard.

The other one got Amy and Jean

Claude before Bella shot it.

That's not the deal, Bella. You're

not supposed to go after them.

- Relax, Pete, she did good.

- I'm not talking to you.

- You disobeyed me.

- You're kidding.

Who do you think was looking

after our family?

- I don't want to hear it.

- This is bullshit.

What about you?

What were you thinking, hm?

Thinking that I was actually

doing something for once.

I can really help.

I'm not a kid anymore.

They're experimenting

on humans.

- How do you know that?

- I know.

We gotta bust them out of there.

Yeah. I'm with you

on that, Arnold.

And what do we do

with this thing, huh?

You're experimenting on us,

are you? [grunts]

- [all shouting]

- Get off me, get off me!

- Enemy soldier!

- I haven't finished with him.

Let's just sit on this before

doing anything rash, all right?

Come on, mate, let's go.

Sort your sh*t out.

Jackson, just put it

out of its misery.

- What?

- No.

Look at it.

This isn't right.

- I don't like this.

- What would you like?

- I need to talk to you, now.

- What?

Why did you

let them do that?

- Can you blame them?

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