Terminus Page #4

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- to halt any further movement...

- What the hell is that?

- in Iran until an agreement can be reached...

- This isn't gonna end well.

...with Russia and China.

They'll shake hands,

exchange pleasantries...

then go back to killing children again.

Ramon, you okay?

Explain why some a**holes

are moving my scrap.

- And a truck that only you have the keys to.

- What?

This some kind of inside job?

Inside job? I don't know sh*t about this.

No? It sure looks like

your boy Chamberlain to me.

Dave.

Don't f*** with me,

Cerillo. Get my truck back.

(MOANING)

Zach?

You okay?

Look at me.

(MUFFLED GUNFIRE)

Didn't know where else to go.

She was sick.

He did everything he could.

Gave her a part of himself...

but she kept getting worse.

All he did was work.

Trying to pay for treatments

we couldn't afford.

I know he thinks he's doing this for me...

but I can't be the reason.

They'll kill for it.

I won't let that happen.

Okay?

I'll take you to your dad...

but first... I want you to meet someone.

Jim.

I brought a friend.

This is Annabelle.

You know the T-bones they're serving

here are shipped in from China?

You believe that?

Where the hell is all our meat,

if we gotta eat cows from China?

Hey.

I've found a way to make things better.

The way it was before.

I don't need another one of your goddamned

arms or legs, Zach. I got nowhere to go.

Hey, listen. Listen to me. Hey!

It's healed. It's healed.

That's a nice trick.

Come with me.

I can make you better.

Maybe another time.

Celtics are playing the Bulls tonight.

Not many games left.

Who knows if there'll even

be another season, right?

I'm coming back and I'm

gonna get you out of here.

Okay?

(CAR APPROACHING)

Let's go for a ride, Corporal.

Don't be a hero.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Tony?

We used to play in here.

You stole Ramon's truck. For this?

What the f*** is this?

- You couldn't begin to understand.

- Understand?

After all I've done for you?

This is the only way. This

thing is bigger than you.

Bullshit!

I got responsibilities.

- Dave, I'm not going down for you.

- You won't go down.

- I'm not going down for you or no one.

- I'm telling you.

Yeah, police.

Sh*t!

Tony?

(DRIPPING)

[JANE] Dave?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

How long since we last did this?

Thanksgiving... two years ago.

That was the last time

I could move like this.

You're so beautiful.

Where is she, David?

- She doesn't trust me.

- She wants to.

No.

No, I've done a terrible

thing. I don't deserve this.

I know. It was never meant for you.

You have to find them.

You're out of time.

REPORTER (ON TV): This

has now been confirmed.

Bagram Airbase, the U.S. military's primary

staging point for Operation Terminus...

has been attacked by a long

range WMD of Russian origin.

We have unconfirmed reports this

was in fact a nuclear missile.

The search for survivors has been impeded

by the danger and instability of the site.

Says here you were wounded in combat.

Left leg amputated below the knee.

REPORTER (ON TV): In the Pentagon

report that we are now at DEFCON 1...

meaning the nuclear

retaliation against Russia...

Well, by the looks of it, things

have taken quite a turn for you.

Think of the good we

could achieve, Corporal.

Field casualties would drop exponentially.

We could actually have a

chance at ending this war.

Don't you see that?

You need to tell me where it is, Annabelle.

Wherever he's taken it, you

can be sure it's far from here.

Touching.

Stop!

Tell me where it is!

I gave you a chance... on your knees.

We got something by the barn.

He's here.

Get him.

Move around back. Go.

(GUN C*CKS)

Mr. Chamberlain.

We have to go, Annie.

We're not leaving him here.

The key.

Turn around.

Slowly!

What now?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- Can you walk?

- Yeah.

Come on, Annie. We've

got to get out of here.

Come on.

Get the rifle.

Give me the gun.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

Annie!

Come on, let's go!

(ENGINE STARTING)

(ANNIE GROANING)

Stay... stay with me. Stay,

stay. It's okay. It's okay, Annie.

Okay, Dad.

It's okay.

Come on!

All right... they're headed across town.

This isn't right.

We're on the brink of nuclear war.

I need you to understand that.

Maybe this thing wasn't sent to win wars.

Just drive.

You hear me? Just f***ing drive.

She needs you. She's waiting for you.

Baby, I did this for you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES)

Come on.

Please, please. Please!

F***!

They're here.

Sorry, baby.

She's gone.

David, what are you doing? Put it down.

You're gonna get us killed.

David, stop.

You don't want to do anything stupid.

I need you to put that out.

No.

I have to destroy it.

Put it out now.

Dad?

- Dad!

- Wait! Stop!

Crap!

I won't let you do this.

You stupid f***.

(LOUD RUMBLING)

(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

Dad. Come on, Dad.

Stay inside. Annie!

I need you to look after her for me.

Can you do that?

Get inside, Zach.

Get inside!

Dad.

I'm sorry, Annie. I'm sorry.

I can't go.

Go where, Dad?

I love you.

Dad!

Dad!

Annie, it's okay... it's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

(LOUD RUMBLING)

What is that?

David, look at me.

Open it.

I can't... I can't open it.

(TRICKLING)

Annie. It's okay.

[JANE] Come home, David.

Come home.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CRACKLING)

(BOMB WHISTLES)

(EXPLOSIONS BOOMING)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC FADES UP)

(FLIES BUZZING)

ANNABELLE (V.O.): My mother once told

me... nothing bad will ever last.

(MUSIC CHANGES)

(MUSIC CHANGES)

She'll be wearing that

blue vintage dress

I'm be trying my

old-fashioned vest

I'm still wearing

my same wedding suit

She's still waiting for

the one that she knew

When she comes a flowin'

in her blue favorite dress

The one with the

bells that ding

And the hem that

needs a mend

In my mind it has

hands of its own

And my hands seem to have

grown a mind of their own

It seems so long ago

since I felt her skin

Life gets so busy now

we never get to begin

But I hear those

bells a dingin'

Coming through the gate

I'm here designing

now amorous embrace

And my eyes have grown

hands of their own

And my hands seem to have

grown eyes of their own

(MUSIC ENDS)

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