Terminator Salvation Page #2

I'm going to ask you

one more time.

What the hell was

that thing?

A Terminator.

T-600.

What day is it?

What year?

What happened here?

Judgement Day happened.

I gotta get outta here.

You can't go on foot.

Machines will cut you down.

You need speed.

I need a car.

Look, there's some by

Griffith Observatory.

- I don't know now.

- Take me.

Get down!

That was

a Hunter Killer.

Thanks to you,

they know we're here.

What's your name,

kid?

Kyle Reese.

Come on.

We burn down the transmitters

so it can't talk to any of its pals

that it can still recieve.

Turn it on!

You got it?

Hold it down!

Hold a bit...

Turn the signal up.

Get me a strap.

Holy sh*t.

Just hold it tight.

The signal

has to be continuous.

If there's

any interruption...

Skynet Uplink

Let's rig up

a portable shortwave.

I need to test it on

something larger in the field.

Alright.

Destroy this thing.

So where are the cars?

You don't want

to go out after dark.

Hunter Killers have infrared.

Hunt better at night.

We'll all go

tomorrow morning.

What is that?

Two-day old

of coyote.

Better than

three-day old coyote.

Hey, hey!

- Grab it.

- What?

Grab it.

Magic.

- Got it?

- Yeah.

Thanks.

Does this radio work?

No.

My dad

tried to fix it, but...

He could never get it

to work.

Hold that.

Where is everybody?

They're gone.

So why are you

still here?

'Cause we're the Resistance.

L.A. branch.

Welcome

to the headquarters.

Resistant to what?

Machines.

Skynet.

Just the two of you?

Yeah.

How come you're not wearing

one of these?

'Cause I haven't

earned mine, yet.

I hope

he's listening to this.

We've been fighting

a long time,

and we've all lost

so very much,

so many loved ones gone.

But you are

not alone.

There are pockets of Resistance

all around the planet.

We are at the brink...

Do a sea magic trick.

Hold that up.

Press the button.

If we had to finally...

less than 100 meters.

We've had

a lot of firepower

but the T-600's

are heavy,

and slow

their primitive design.

Who is that?

If you can help

or no...

- I don't know.

- then you have one option.

Their motor cortex...

is partially exposed

to the back of their neck.

A knife

to this area will disorientate

their tracking device

but not for long.

Above all,

stay alive.

You have no idea...

how important you are

and how important

you will become.

The machines

are advancing even faster

than I told you

they would.

I've seen it

with my own eyes.

They were inventing

new Terminators.

New ways of killing us.

Skynet is planning

something big.

But the Resistance

is planning something bigger.

This is John Connor.

If you're

listening to this,

you are

the Resistance.

John Connor.

We gotta find

this guy.

So...

You get it working?

- Almost.

- Good.

Look, I figure

we head east, right?

We go

through the desert,

then we can connect

with the Resistance there.

I'm heading north.

No.

No, no, no, no.

The machines control

the whole Northern Sector

upto San Francisco.

That's Skynet's central.

I have

to find someone.

There's a lot

that you don't understand

about Skynet, okay?

It's just too dangerous

for us to go there.

What about

the L.A. branch?

Come on, man.

We need to get out of L.A.

[ Song:
Rooster

Band:
Alice in Chains ]

What is that?

Something my brother

used to listen to.

Star, get out.

Don't look at me

like that, Star.

Get out.

Get out!

You're leaving?

You're gonna leave us?

Ah, I get it.

Do you want to know the difference

between us and the machines?

We bury our dead.

But no one is coming

to bury you.

Air attack!

- It's a chopper of a Terminator.

- Go! Drive!

They must have heard

the music.

Keep the steering.

I've never driven

before.

Hold the wheel.

Kyle Reese

This thing

is pissing me of.

Kyle Reese

Uploaded

Hold on!

The idea

was to stay alive.

I'll drive.

We're seeing a lot of

enemy movement in L.A.

Any of our people

in the area?

No one on the ground.

Two 8-10s in the air.

Williams and Marhadi.

Send the birds down.

Guide them

to a safe area.

Roger, Coward 6-7

in console.

Ten miles to bring.

Lima-Alpha, 1-2-5-7-9-0-3. Over.

- Copy that.

- Roger, Wild Eagle.

Final copy.

Hey,

there's someone here.

Get down, now!

- Get down! Now!

- Move!

Drop your weapons.

Let's see your hands!

I never thought

that you guys--

- That's it, drop it!

- Move, man!

What?

Is there a problem?

Hey, we saw

your Resistant sign.

The old lady put it there,

not me.

What do you want?

We're looking

for fuel.

The dark season's coming.

We only got enough

for ourselves.

You point that gun

at somebody,

you better be ready

to pull the trigger.

Put your guns down,

everyone.

Look, we just came

to find the Resistance.

That's all.

The Resistance?

What a joke.

Fighting those machines

is impossible.

We keep our heads down,

they ignore us.

You keep your heads down

and they'll come for you eventually.

We help you

and maybe they will.

These people

aren't gonna help you.

Let's go.

You're not going

anywhere.

Not until this one

gets something to eat.

Bring me a basket.

Here you go.

Come on, help yourself!

Eat up.

Are you alright, son?

It's our food.

Our fuel.

It's not your choice

to make!

- Are you okay?

- What?

Are you okay?

Star, Star!

Damn!

You brought them here!

You brought them here.

Hey!

- Stop, stop!

- Come on, wait.

- Hey!

- Go! Go get 'em, go!

- Head for the tunnels!

- Truck!

Marcus, Marcus!

We can't

just run for it.

Run!

Shoot it!

Go, go, go!

It didn't work.

Sh*t!

Hell, yeah!

Throttle Terminators!

Shoot that

son of a b*tch!

Marcus,

turn right up here.

Hold on!

Where is the other one?

Get up here!

Go!

God!

Come on!

Star,

give me the gun.

I got it.

Yeah!

Hang on!

- Drop the ball!

- Uh, alright.

Go, let go!

No!

Kyle!

Marcus!

Stand back!

Marcus! Marcus!

I got my eyes on

two targets.

We've got two bogeys

at 270.

They've never come

this deep before.

They're looking

for something.

H.K. is down.

We've got an H.K.

porching our six.

Come over by.

Breaking off.

Evasive maneuvers

now!

Taking fire. I'm hit.

Portside damage.

It's got a lock on you.

Break off.

Eject, Williams, eject!

Punching out.

There's your transport,

headed northwest,

bearing 2-8-9

towards San Francisco.

First,

test the signal.

And pray it works.

You okay?

Get my knife.

It's in my left boot.

What's your name?

Blair Williams.

What's yours?

Name's Marcus.

You can let me down now,

Marcus.

- That thing, where'd it go?

- The transport?

Skynet.

Where the hell

are you going?

After it.

Hate to break it

to you but...

If you've got friends

on that thing...

They're good as dead.

The same with you

if you keep walking in that direction.

They've only been dead a while

and I am getting used to it.

Why don't you come with me

to my base?

Connor might know why.

Listen, if you've got a problem

with the machines,

he's definitely the guy

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