Rampage Page #6

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Let's get the R-19 from the

lab so we have some leverage

when this shitstorm

finally catches up with us.

Now what?

We have visitors.

- I don't believe this.

- What's wrong?

The system has been

totally scrubbed.

They erased everything

connected to the project.

But it's here.

We just have to find it.

In there!

I got this.

I like it.

What are we looking for?

Anything that starts

with "RPG."

It'll be in one of these

cryopreserve trays.

Got it.

RPG, RPG.

I think I found it.

This is it.

Is that the cure?

Not a cure exactly.

R-19 doesn't revert them

to their normal size.

It just overrides

their unchecked aggression.

Nice to see you, Kate.

Go to hell, Claire.

I was so sorry

to hear about your brother.

Now, why don't you hand

those over?

All right, let's go.

That's not happening.

Can I see that, please?

Davis.

That happened.

Davis.

Now, let's go.

- Oh, my God!

- Now.

They're here.

Move!

I was actually starting to worry about how

we were gonna reengineer the pathogen.

Then you showed up.

Now, get in unless you wanna

end up like your friend.

Brett! Get back here!

No!

Come on.

I thought you were dead!

Well, I think she missed

all the vital organs,

but don't jinx it.

Now, let's get that

antidote. Come on!

Davis, wait.

I have one.

Okay, new plan.

We give it to George and maybe he

can help us stop the other two.

Okay.

Now, we just have to figure out how

the hell we're gonna give it to him.

We gotta move!

You know, I'm actually glad

you're both still alive.

Now, you can go up there

and distract your friend

while I get the hell

out of here!

Or I could kill you both now!

Okay.

I'll go.

George!

Get away from me!

Get your hands off me!

What the hell are you doing?

Feeding the monster to

the gorilla!

Oh, sh*t!

What?

No, forget my sister!

She lost her goddamn mind!

You just get an SUV over here!

You get me out of here now!

Damn, son!

Did you just run down

80 flights of stairs?

Who the hell are you?

I'm the fella that was gonna run

up those stairs to arrest you.

But, sh*t,

you look so terrible

I feel kind of bad about it.

I'll tell you what.

Since you're working so hard

to get out of here,

I'm guessing you got a laptop

in that bag there.

You give it to me and you

can just get.

Right out that door.

- Really?

- Yeah.

You just hand it over

and be on your way.

Okay!

It's really my sister

who did all this.

This wasn't even my idea.

Since when is

complicity a crime?

Exactly.

- See you, Tex!

- Hey!

Why don't you leave the

little fella here with me?

That's my pleasure.

I hate that thing!

Oh.

Damn.

That was a lot.

Boy, I hope y'all have

a plan up there.

What do you say, little fella?

Let's you and I take another exit.

When does the antidote

kick in?

Ten minutes, maybe.

This building is not gonna

be standing in 10 minutes!

How the hell do we get

off this roof?

Maybe we don't have

to get off the roof at all.

What?

No, we definitely do!

Come on, come on!

Davis!

There's no tail on this

helicopter!

That's right. We don't

need one.

You do, if you wanna fly!

We're not gonna fly,

we're gonna crash.

What?

Okay...

We just need to get enough lift to stay

on top of the building as it falls.

You know,

just like riding an avalanche.

No, I don't know!

Come on, baby!

Here we go.

Oh, my God!

This could get ugly.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, Jesus!

Oh, my God!

Hold on, Kate!

Brace!

I got you.

I need a drink.

I can't believe we

survived that.

Wait, there's still

people here.

We need to call off the airstrike.

Come on.

Davis.

I know.

George?

You okay?

Thank God.

Good to have you back, buddy.

Oh, I look like sh*t?

Okay.

You look like big sh*t!

Come on.

Lobo X-ray, this is

Viper Two-Five.

Escorts are in position. We are

eight minutes from target.

Over.

Roger, Two-Five.

Call for fire to follow.

- Over.

- Copy that.

Let's go! Let's go!

What's the plan?

I want you to take this Humvee

and find a sat phone.

And get a hold of Russell. He's our only

shot at calling off this airstrike.

Then let him know there's still military

personnel and civilians on the ground.

George and I will handle

the other two.

- Davis?

- Yeah?

Try not to get killed, okay?

Come on, get going.

All right, George. We gotta stop these

things before they destroy the city.

That's right.

Let's kick some ass.

Oh, sh*t!

Of course the wolf flies.

Hey!

Come and get me,

you ugly son of a b*tch!

That's it!

Help! I need a satellite

phone!

It's not safe here, ma'am.

We need to go now.

You two, get her on the truck.

Wait! There's a way to

stop this!

Fellas.

Russell?

- I will take it from here.

- Yes, sir.

Take a breath, Doc.

Tell me what you're

doing here.

The antidote worked.

Davis and George are trying

to stop the other two.

But there's still civilians

and military on the ground.

We have to call off the

airstrike.

Son, I'll tell you what.

Let's trade.

- All right, come on. Let's get.

- Hey. Hey!

George, go!

Colonel Blake, it is your

old pal, Agent Russell.

Listen, about your MOABs.

Do me a favor, would you,

and take a gander at Federal

Plaza before you drop them?

Bring up the drone feed

on Federal Plaza.

Yes, sir.

My God.

Oh, come on.

George, no!

This is Viper Two-Five.

Two minutes out.

Target is locked.

MOABs are armed.

Doors are opening.

Run!

Get up! You gotta move!

Come on, come on, come on!

Come on, come on!

You mess with my friend,

you mess with me, mother...

Sh*t!

George.

George.

I'll be damned.

Abort mission.

George.

Hey, buddy.

We did it.

We saved the city.

Yeah.

You saved me.

George saved Davis.

George.

George!

I'm so sorry, Davis.

He saved my life.

He saved a lot of

people's lives.

Mommy!

Yes, he did.

Did I just see you close

your eye?

I just saw you open your eye!

Son of a b*tch!

Pretending to be dead?

- At a time like this?

- Oh, my God!

No, no.

No, it's not funny

and I wasn't crying!

I wasn't crying, okay? There's

a lot of debris around here!

Wait, is this like a thing

between you guys?

This is not a thing between us.

It's a thing with him!

Because he has a twisted

sense of humor!

Yes, I guess you could

say that.

She is part of my troop.

I mean, we're friends, right?

Yeah.

Yes, we're friends.

No! Come on, dude!

Have some class, okay?

I don't know what's gotten into him.

Kate, I'm so sorry.

George, stop.

All right, all right, guys.

Let's go home, okay?

Dude, that was funny.

I heard that!

Sh*t.

Thank you for saving the

world.

Yeah, thanks for calling off

the airstrike.

Like a wise cowboy

once said,

us a**holes gotta

stick together.

How about we all help

these people out,

and then find George

here a new home.

Where are we gonna put him?

I can tell you right now, we're

not gonna put him on a plane.

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