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paving the way for

aggressive ground attacks.

The first wave of US draft troops have

arrived from training in Afghanistan...

despite stern warnings from

Russian, Chinese and French leaders.

WOMAN (WHISPERING): David.

David.

Jane?

I miss you.

I know.

What's happening to me?

You remember the night I

told you I was pregnant?

You said you didn't want to

bring a child into this place...

but as long as we were

together there was always hope.

You have to create it.

JANE (V.O.):
There isn't

much time... for Annie.

COMMENTATOR (ON TV): The President has

assured us that the disarmament of Iran...

will insure a sense of security

for generations to come...

but what we're dealing with

is the complete and utter...

destabilization of an entire region.

We've caused the displacement of

thousands of families into refugee camps.

These families are suffering from

starvation due to overcrowding.

The question we've got

to ask ourselves is...

when will the bloodshed

come to an end?

I wasn't expecting you to

come all the way out here.

I came so you could explain to me in

person why, in the middle of a war...

are you still chasing space rocks?

I'm sure you can understand why

we haven't been able to leave.

The data is undeniable.

You were ordered to shut down.

I can't... not yet. We're too close.

You were Army Intelligence

before you joined us...

four years in Pakistan, yet you chose an

assignment completely unbefitting your skill set.

I felt I could make a difference this time.

This war needs men like

you on the front line.

Men with scars like yours, win wars.

What we are about to find here,

it could change everything.

You wouldn't need war.

The country is dying. People are starving.

Desperate for opportunity... hope.

War gives them a reason... purpose.

Now, we don't need to

end this war, not yet.

But as is the case with any conflict,

we do need a strategic advantage.

Although the specimen we

have hasn't survived...

but there may be a living sample somewhere.

It seems to require temperate climates.

It's unsustainable above 80 degrees.

What's the status of our patient?

Dr. Wilkins advises that Mr. Gutierrez

may not survive the procedure.

We're at 23 casualties a day in Iran... 23.

Open him up.

I want to know everything about it.

Hey. What are we telling the wife?

You can tell her that Mr.

Gutierrez suffered cardiac arrest...

in the attempt to save

him from a lethal virus.

That his sacrifice has spared the

country from a deadly epidemic.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

DAVID (ON TV):
Oh,

messy, messy face.

Okay... silly me.

Now push her on the swing.

Look out.

- Whoo! Daddy will catch you.

- Touching the camera.

There we go. I'm gonna

tickle your feet.

Okay. Want me to push

you on the swing?

Oh, you're a good girl... good girl.

Hi, Daddy.

[DAVID] Look at the camera.

[JANE] I want a round.

[ZACH] What are you doing?

[O'MALLEY] Writing a

letter to General Corazon.

What for?

The age of advanced

technological warfare...

and we're sending draftees

to die in the desert.

And here I am unemployed and impotent.

F*** draftees. I can still hold a gun.

Yeah?

I'd rather starve to death here.

Beats the pity stares and

those 11:
00AM support groups.

Nothing worse than being

surrounded by a bunch of guys...

claiming that the silver

lining of the colostomy bag...

is that you don't have to

wait to the commercial to piss.

You don't want to go back.

See pain, I can deal with that.

It's the inactivity that sucks.

World's going to hell anyway.

We're just reaping what we've sown.

Hey, you know what

Acrotomophilia is, right?

Anima... what?

It's perverts getting turned on by stumps.

- No joke.

- Why would you bring that up?

You got one on your six.

Give me a second.

I get ten percent.

What do you want?

Still looking for a job?

Run the winch.

What are we haulin'?

Bring it up!

(HYDRAULICS WHIRRING)

What the hell is that?

Help me here.

(HIGH-PITCHED TONE)

Come on.

Get in.

COMMENTATOR (ON TV): What we're

seeing now are the arrival...

of half a dozen Chinese and Russian

warships into the Persian Gulf...

what the President is calling

a futile show of intimidation...

against the coalition forces

currently occupying Iran.

What's this?

I'm putting half in the barn.

The other half is going to Goodwill.

Fresh start for both of us, right?

This your mom's stuff?

Yeah, well, you haven't been around much...

so I figure that this place could

use a little bit of a spring clean.

This is one of her favorites.

That ski-hike... we did

in Vermont that winter...

and the blizzard rolled in

right over the top of us.

You were so scared, but

your mom held you so tight.

You remember what she said?

Nothing bad will ever last.

You don't need to pretend

she was never here to move on.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(GROANS)

You're due for an upgrade, man.

Christ, Zach, this one works fine.

- Ooh!

- What's the matter?

You all right?

Yeah. Leg's playing up.

Phantoms... I get 'em all the time.

It's different if you

see your limbs come off.

You get closure.

How much did that perv pay you?

- $40.

- That all?

Well, it's something.

One minute it's a job, next

he's got his cock in your mouth.

Makes sense to me. What

else are we good for?

They think you'll charge half

the price for just one knee pad?

Why don't you put that in your letter? Hm?

What's that supposed to mean?

Okay. You ready to do this?

For all the good it's gonna do.

We don't want your fascist war!

We don't need your draft no more!

We don't we want your fascist war!

We don't we need your draft no more!

(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

All right, all right, come

on, people. Let's wrap this up.

We don't we want your fascist war!

- We don't we need...

- What the...

Come on.

Hey, sir? Hey, you look like a smart guy.

Sign this and you won't have to worry

about your kids getting blown up.

How 'bout it?

Traitor.

- Say it again! Say it again!

- Hey! Hey!

Say it again! I'll kill you! Get off me!

That's it, people! Enjoy

the freak show! Huh?

Want to spend a night in a jail cell?

Oh, Jesus, you got to get

that leg checked out, man.

Go.

Just go.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

What the hell is that?

What the hell did you do to me?

Dad?

Get some water.

Now, Annie!

- Breathe, breathe.

- (WATER FAUCET RUNNING)

He needs to go to the hospital.

No hospitals.

Are you crazy? He'll bleed to death.

No, he won't.

It's healing him.

What is that?

I need you to stay here and watch him.

Keep your eyes on him. I'll be back.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So what's the plan?

Our movement orders came in.

We report to Philly at 0800.

I'm sorry to disappoint, gentlemen,

but we're not going to Philadelphia.

What?

- Give me three samples.

- Now what do you mean?

We just had another

one land... north-east.

But our intel is thin at best.

How do we explain this to Deputy Ep...

Deputy Epstein will come around.

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