The Darkest Dawn Page #4

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-Chloe?

I need to speak to you.

Somewhere else?

The blood...

it makes you an asset.

Please don't tell them.

I'm your big sister and

we don't even know them.

It's dangerous.

-Oh, oh, I'm sorry. I thought you

didn't have a little sister anymore.

Remember?

-Chloe!

-See this? it's just a shell.

That's all it is.

-They keep their books in a separate room,

And they got it all the time.

Could this be Ascalon?

-Let's take a closer

look, shall we?

-Get back! Get back! This

is a restricted area!

What are you...

Connor!

-Get it off me! Get it off me!

-Go! Go!

-Close the door!

Close the f***ing door!

-What are you doing?

-There's still more out there!

- Do as I say, or so help me!

-They're getting back!

-Sarge, get the case!

-I'm not touching that f***ing case!

-Slay the dragon, sarge! Use the weapon!

-Anyone that touches

that f***ing case, dies!

-Get away from the windows!

No, they're not mates anymore!

- They're infested!

-Phil!

-Phil!

-What's wrong with her?

Pits? Pits?

-She's got one! Put it down!

-Get back!

-Put it down!

-I got one!

-I'm "O" negative!

"O" negative! That's the

blood-type you need, right?

-Ricky! Get the f***ing kids!

-Chloe, give me the camera!

-No, I need to film this!

-Sam, come on!

-I need to film this.

-Come on, Sam!

-Go make this quick!!

-Stop, Cohen!

-hey, get in there.

-I can't f***ing hold her!

-Come on, do it man!!

-Just give me time, please!

-It's working. I think it's working.

-It's working.

-Phil?

Phil?

-Wh...what happened?

-Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-F***, I did I get a bug?

-F***, I did I get a bug?

-Shh...shh...shh...

-You got a bug, Okay?

-Oh, sh*t.

-But we put the

transfusion...and it worked.

Okay?

Can you feel it?

-No.

-Are you sure?

-I don't know. I can't.

-Are you sure?

-I can't feel it.

Was it you?

-Yeah, it was me.

-Thank you, thank you.

-Hey, mum. I promised to show

you how brave I could be,

and this may sound weird,

but I needed to tell you

I never did anything

important before,

and I'm actually sort of...happy.

I mean, something is we made

it through this far, then

maybe we can all make it, mum.

And then we could finally have that pizza.

So here's to hope. Love you.

-We take dog tags from a person.

Yeah? Let's have a look shall we?

Let's have a look.

-Oh, you see that?

That's not john anymore,

because that's a bug hole.

-I served in hell with him.

You show some f***ing respect!

Just say this, Ricky!

That could be you.

Ammo.

Dog tags,

bodies...

-Or... we could open the box.

Hopper!

-You okay?

You did really well today.

You saved someone's life.

-I remember Dad.

Lying there on the pavement.

I would have lied down and

stayed there forever.

But you...you told me we needed to go.

-But I...

-I know it was because

you were trying to protect me.

I know that now.

I love you.

-I love you, too.

So...

what is your real name?

-No, I can't tell you that.

it's a secret.

-Fine.

-I'll guess.

-Yeah, go on, then.

-Is it...Max?

-No.

-What about...John?

-No.

-George?

-No...

-Just tell me.

-Hey...I don't tell anyone.

Very nice.

-Tell you what. Whisper it to me.

Come on!

-Fine, fine..fine, alright.

Okay.

Thanks.

-Wow.

Is that Hebrew?

-She's an amazing

woman, you know.

-I know.

Got me together a few

times, I can tell you.

-Are you using people?

Making bad decisions?

-Something like that.

-Like not opening the box.

What is Ascalon?

-Name of the lance Saint George

used to kill the dragon.

We salvaged one of their weapons

from the first ship we brought down.

-Is that what it is?

-They risk the last working

chopper to bring it out.

-Your boys didn't seem too

happy you didn't use it.

-Can't risk it. It's all we f***ing got.

Besides, we lost too many good

men recovering that thing.

Think I'm gonna risk that 'cause

they're shitting their pants?

Anyway...

We're getting out of here tomorrow,

you need some sleep, so...

And Cowen...

I'm really glad you made it, son.

-You son of a bitch1 How could you?

Were you lying to me?

-Chloe!!!!!

Chloe!

-Sam! Wait!

That's my sister!!!

it's Chloe's camera!

I found Chloe's camera.

Chloe, I'm coming to get you.

-How we doing?

-Four pistols...

two knives.

Looks like your sergeant f***ed us.

-He wouldn't do that.

-We need to get Chloe!

-F*** it.

Let's go.

-I overheard one of the soldiers.

It was his daughter's.

-Let's go.

-That's it.

That's the rendezvous point.

Come on.

-[indistinct radio chatter]

Mike, Kilo...

-Come on.

-we got movement around the front.

Repeat, movement around the front.

-Wait, wait.

Go, now. Go, go go!

-Come on.

-Phil?

-Psst...be quiet.

-It's waking up!

I can feel it!

Down, down, down, down!

Take your hands! Put them in the air!

Put them in the air!

-Phil, please, no.

Phil, look at me.

I promise, that Sam and Chloe will make

it right. We'll get you the blood.

-They've killed Pete.

That's not good, is it?

-get to your f***ing knees.

Knees!

-Ricky? Make sure you don't

miss any of the good bits.

-What is wrong with...with her?

-Don't you f***ing dare, mate.

-Why?

What are you...gonna do?

-We're gonna kill you,

like we killed your guy.

-Perhaps she just needs

a little blood top up.

-Sam!

Sam!

-Which is a shame, because your sister

has got a different job now.

-Bastard!

-Please...

Okay, come on, come on.

Kipper, no, Kipper...

-No.

-It was going so well.

I mean, you know you just...

-Oh, no, no! No!

-Get them the f*** inside!

-God, no!

-Now!

-And shut that b*tch up.

-Please wake up!

-Or send her to meet her sister!

I'm gonna f***ing kill you all!

Bastards!

-Down on the floor

-And stay down!

-Some...

said that we should just hand it over.

I say "F*** them."

-F*** you!

-Yeah!

-I say we just went up in the world.

-F*** them! Screw them!

-I say that we make the rules from now on.

-F*** yeah!

-Use the weapons!

-F*** the lot of them!

-Look at that, Hopper.

She's a beauty.

-Who the f*** was that?

-Ricky, give them the f***ing cage, man!

-F***!

-What's it doing Hopper?

-I said, now!

-Unlock us!

Unlock us now!

Please.

-Oh sh*t.

-There's someone on the f***ing ship.

-Ricky?

Ricky?

Ricky look at me.

Look at me.

-F***, f***...

-You're not him, mate. You're not him.

Unlock us. We'll help you fight.

-Get off me!

-Grab the door!

-Come on!

-Grab his key, and his weapon.

-Come on!

-Go! Go!

-Come on, Kip!

-Go! Now!

-Shh! Sh*t!

-Stop. Stop or I kill her.

-Don't even f***ing think about it.

-We were just

enjoying some wine.

the cellar is full of it.

That's what you wanted,

by the way, a blood bank.

-No!

-Kipper!

-This is a f***ing game!

-Get off me! Get off me!

-He f***ing loves it!

-I've killed your shag, remember?

-F***...you!

-Better look back.

In other circumstances, she would've

been way out of your league.

-F***...you.

-This is free bird to St.

George, we are

flying blind. Please confirm

terrace to land. Over.

-This is St. George.

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