Starship Troopers 2 Page #4

- Yeah, something's not right.

That's what they call it

when you're behind enemy lines.

It feels worse than that.

Oh, is this another one

of your psychic hot flashes?

It seems like Tor has changed.

Because he wouldn't take

Brick's bait? About time.

- It seems sudden, sarge.

- Like you puking your guts out?

I guess I'm coming down

with something.

- I wonder what that could be?

- There's a big knot...

...where my stomach used to be.

Sarge, I barely touched the medic's

hand just now, and I saw something.

- You saw something?

- Something terrible.

- Maybe you're just going crazy.

- I love you too, sarge.

Girls get wacky

when they're pregnant.

Suddenly, they know everything

about everything.

Oh, Jesus.

Yeah, you're about as psychic

as a doorknob, trooper.

You ready?

I'm kind of tired.

- I'll give you a hand.

- Oh, thanks.

Oh, my shoe.

Don't worry about it.

- Are you scared to shower, Otter?

- What does it matter?

We're going home

in a few hours anyway.

Hi, guys.

Holy God, what the...?

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Open the door! Open the door!

We're gonna die in here!

Open the door!

Captain, I need to talk to you,

but it's gonna sound crazy.

- Well, spit it out, trooper.

- Look, sir...

...I know I'm not really

supposed to be psychic...

...but I have this terrible feeling.

- Yes, sir.

- As you were.

We have a situation here that requires

the attention of Military Intelligence.

- Tell him.

- This morning, in the mess...

...I accidentally touched Griff's hand.

I might've had a vision.

Playing psychic again, private?

Could you keep

an open mind here, lieutenant?

This trooper's

got information that's vital.

Some of the troopers have been

acting a little strange lately.

Describe what you saw.

He wasn't a man.

He was some other thing.

Maybe 1000 things.

Somehow he was connected...

...to Tor and Sandee and Horton

and that new girl, Soda.

I've always been pretty fuzzy, sir,

and this came through sharp as a knife.

Lieutenant, I know I'm not

a real psychic like you.

In fact, I just found out

I'm pregnant, and I didn't have a clue.

- You're pregnant?

- Yes, sir, I'm afraid so.

You might be interested to know

that in our studies...

...pregnancy has been shown

to heighten psychic ability.

That's too bad because

I'd really like to be wrong.

Yes, me too, but I keep having

the same feeling.

What is it?

They're coming to wipe us out.

What's so new about that?

I mean the whole species, everything

human. And they have a plan.

Look, after what I did in the battle...

...I wasn't very sure

of myself anymore.

And I just figured everybody

thought I'd just cracked.

Yesterday, I might have been

inclined to agree...

...but that would've been me

screwing up, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

I'll get on this matter

with General Shepherd immediately.

Oh, and, trooper...

...that was some good work.

Sir.

General Shepherd?

What are you doing in here?

General Jack and I

were just having a chat.

What are you doing here, Dill?

You and Shepherd?

Is that so hard to believe?

General?

General Shepherd?

General...

They're inside of you. Oh, God.

Back up, or I'll drill your damn skull.

Get back! Get away from the door.

Get away.

You bastards. You're all under arrest...

...for murder, sedition,

for treason against the Federation...

Oh, and you're gonna pay

because we're not gonna kill you.

Oh, no. No, you see, we got

special places for things like you...

...where they cut you up.

But they keep you alive

while they cut you up...

...so they can see what makes you tick,

and they'll see what makes you sick.

And I'll be there. Oh, yeah,

I'm gonna be there to see...

You're under arrest, Dax.

On what charge?

Murder.

- Captain Dax, what's happening?

- No talking to the prisoner.

Keep him covered.

You gave me your word, Dax.

What makes you think I had

anything to do with this, general?

- Lock him up, sergeant.

- Yes, sir. With pleasure, sir.

- Get out of here now, Sahara.

- Move it.

You know what to do, Billie.

Yes, sir.

Why are you doing this, Billie?

It's not you and me.

It's gonna happen to all of us.

You trying to make a baby

with my barracks door, private?

Sahara, she don't want it,

but I gotta give her the Bug.

- There's a wire loose in your head.

- No, it's a little piece of God.

Not like the one people used

to believe in, or the Federation...

...and it's filling me up. I can sort

of feel myself floating away.

Kid, you're not making any sense.

You'll understand when you wake up.

When I wake up?

- Don't fight.

- That'll be the day.

No!

You lonely, captain?

Billie, please don't. Please.

What the hell's going on, sergeant?

- The Bugs are inside, sir.

- Inside the perimeter?

No, sir.

Inside me.

Sergeant, no! No!

Keys.

- What the hell kind of Bug is that?

- Jesus.

One that gets inside and takes over.

Maybe it can tell us something.

What are you talking about?

Everything that happened here

was supposed to happen.

The Bugs brought us here

to create a weapon.

- What kind of weapon?

- Shepherd!

He could bring this

to the top of the Federation!

We gotta kill the general.

Fire in the hole!

You're gonna die!

They don't kill so easy, do they?

- You're gonna die!

- They're not like us, sir.

Not anymore. They're Bugs.

You're gonna die!

You're gonna die!

They shut down the reactors.

Sandee?

Grenade!

Sahara, you okay?

Poor creatures.

Why must we destroy you?

I'll tell you why.

Order is the tide of creation...

...but yours is a species...

...that worships the one over the many.

You glorify your intelligence...

...because it allows you

to believe anything.

That you have a destiny.

That you have a right.

That you have a cause.

That you are special.

That you are great.

But in truth...

...you are born insane.

And such misery...

...cannot be allowed...

...to spread.

Kill them all!

Sahara! You get the general!

- General Shepherd!

- That's me!

You can't take him! Whatever you do,

don't let him onboard!

Hey, general!

Listen up. She needs medical attention.

You just killed

a general officer, mister!

Lots of generals out there, flyboy!

This trooper's got information vital

to the survival of the Federation!

She must reach safety at all costs!

You get me?

Yes, sir!

- Let's go!

- There are too many of them, Dax!

You gotta tell them what you saw.

You gotta tell them about the new Bug!

You stay here, you'll die!

Murderers don't go home.

Dax!

Dax!

Dax. More than a soldier,

not just a man.

A hero of the Federation.

He gave his life so we could fight...

...and these words for us to live by.

"Shed no tears for me.

My glory lives forever."

And now you too can live the glory...

...because it's easy to be a hero

in the Mobile Infantry.

Men and women like you

are signing up every day...

...to serve the Federation

and save the galaxy!

Isn't it time you did your part?

Beautiful baby, ma'am.

Thank you, sergeant.

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