The Medic Page #4

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and start believing that,

because that's the only way

we're gonna be able to operate and engage them.

Do you f***ing copy?

And get that second hand piece

of sh*t off your face, Trooper.

We need to protect ourselves

against their pheromones.

What did you say?

talking about the effects

of the pheromones on humans.

I don't know what you're talking about.

But I need you to be operating

at maximum efficiency.

Now take that f***ing gas mask off.

That was just a scout.

There'll be more.

More?

Like, how many more?

Johnson, I don't want to see your face

for the rest of the mission, okay?

[rockets whistling]

[explosions]

They're going to be confused for a while.

We've got to redeploy, right now.

Johnson, help me move the Sergeant.

Leave him.

He'll slow us down.

We can't just leave him here.

They'll kill him.

You think leavin' him here

will buy us some time?

You talk about being soldiers,

what's the point

if we can't show some f***ing compassion

to one of our own?

Doc.

Yeah, Sarge?

[pained groaning]

Sergeant?

Can't save everyone, Doc.

Grab your gear.

Johnson, grab the box.

Let's move.

Sorry, Sergeant.

Thanks, Doc.

F***, this thing is heavy, man.

What do you guys got in here, anyway?

Alien d*cks.

Hundreds of 'em.

We're doin' a study

on the alien reproductive system.

And it's crucial we get those d*cks.

Hey, Leise, did you hear that?

Voices?

Yeah, you hear them too?

[Leise whispers]

Yeah.

Shh.

[ethereal, indistinct voices]

[Baker groaning]

What's going on?

I'm fine, just...

Take a break.

All right, five mikes, gentlemen.

[ethereal, indistinct voices]

[phone ringing]

[woman on phone]

Hello?

Tracy?

Greg?

Yeah, it's me.

It feels so good to hear your voice right now.

[man, in background]

Who is it?

Who was that?

[Tracy]

It's no one. Where are you?

I don't know.

Our chopper went down, I...

[man, in background]

Tracy, it's time to go.

Tracy, what's going on?

Tracy, talk to me.

[Tracy]

I... I hav... I have to go.

No, ah...

Tracy, I just need to tell you that I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for the way we turned out.

I'm sorry I'm not there with you right now.

I'm scared, Tracy.

I...

what's gonna happen to us out here.

I-I just need to hear

that you'll wait for me.

I need to hear that you still love me.

[man, in background]

Come on, honey.

We've got to go.

T-Tracy?

[man screaming]

No, aaah!

Oh God!

Aaahhh!

[screaming continues]

You wanted to buy some time?

We should move.

[screaming continues]

Oh, why?!

Oh, God, aaaaah!

[automatic weapons fire]

Take cover!

Hold the line!

- Keep your head down!

- Protect Johnson and the box!

Bring it down.

Covering right.

Who's on the right?

You stick with the box.

Anybody see anything?

We got any visuals?

No, nothing.

[overlapping voices]

[alien weapons firing]

[indistinct soldier chatter]

Move forward towards the river!

- Forward and left.

- Where the f*** are they?

Johnson is gonna be our pivot.

Protect him.

Johnson, let's move!

No, I don't want to get my head blown off.

Go! Move!

Keep moving.

Push 'em back!

F***.

Keep your head down.

Get up, Doc.

Keep shooting.

Don't stop, don't stop.

Come on!

- Let's go!

- Covering fire.

[overlapping voices]

Push them back!

Push them back.

Move. Keep moving.

Go!

Push 'em back.

Pour it on 'em.

Come on!

Don't stop!

We gotta go.

We gotta go right now.

Move up, move up.

- Reload!

- Keep shooting, let's do it.

[indistinct yell]

Keep your heads down!

- Move up!

- Covering fire.

Move your ass.

Come on, Johnson!

Let's go, let's go.

Keep shooting, keep shooting.

Let's go.

Covering.

Keep moving,

we gotta keep moving!

F***,

they're everywhere!

Get over there,

on the left.

Don't give me your bullshit,

let's go!

We gotta go!

Move it, move it.

[rising ethereal voices

drown out all other sounds]

[voices cut out]

[gunfire]

[soldiers' chatter]

We gotta make it

to the river, let's go.

Where's Johnson?

[intense, drum-heavy music ]

[automatic gunfire]

Cease fire, cease fire.

Why'd they stop shooting?

Where the f*** is Johnson?

Saw him go off in the woods,

like three o'clock, over there.

I thought he was

right behind me.

He's got the box.

We gotta find him two minutes ago.

- Let's go!

- He's probably stoned.

Get out of here.

[indistinct, ethereal voices]

[gentle hiss]

[dramatic arrangement ]

[voices continue]

[]

Over here.

Doc, you gotta help me, man.

Help you with what?

This thing.

It's the key to saving us,

to saving everyone.

What is that thing?

Look, you gotta trust me, man.

I overheard them talking.

It's not what they'll tell you it is.

The EVAC isn't for us.

It's for this.

Put the system down.

You have no idea what you're holding.

I do.

It communicated with you?

Yes.

And you were there.

- And you.

- Where?

You were there too,

at Omega Day.

You two were there on Omega Day,

when the ship crashed into the ocean.

You killed them.

What's he talking about?

I have no idea.

Don't move.

Whoa.

Nobody moves until we sort this out.

Why would he make something like this up?

I don't know.

This is all very sensitive sh*t

we're dealing with, here.

F*** it.

What is that thing?

It's their mind.

Yes.

And we need to give it back to them.

No, we need to keep it intact,

and secure it at HQ.

No, if we give it back,

they'll let us go.

Johnson.

Give it to me until we sort this out.

I can't authorize that, Doc.

It's already compromised Johnson,

and I will not let it happen to my only medic.

They were there.

Th-th-the aliens

weren't the ones that were hostile.

We were.

They killed them.

We wanted their weapons and their technolo...

Ah!

[grunts]

[rising bell tone ]

[heavy breathing]

Omega Day.

Johnson was telling the truth.

The truth?

Is that what you saw?

Yes.

And you believed it?

I don't know.

You wanna know what I saw

when I first touched it?

Don't come any closer.

I saw my f***in' death.

I saw my f***in' life

end at the hands of one of those fucks.

The last thing I saw was my face...

...reflecting in its eyes

before it crushed the life out of me.

Was that the truth?

Maybe.

You want to know what that thing is

that you're holding?

It's a psychic database.

It affects the behavior and communication

of the alien specimens.

It telepathically organizes and coordinates

When are you gonna let him

finger f*** it, now that

you've told it's entire

life-f***ing-story.

What he's trying to articulate

is that it's dangerous.

It has an effect on the human mind

at a level we can't understand.

But to us, it's a key

to their tactical and technological secrets.

If we have it, we control it.

If we had control,

why'd we have to leave Mikusek behind?

Why couldn't we use this thing

to get the aliens to do what we want?

You knew what was gonna happen to him,

brain or no brain.

We didn't have to leave him to die.

It was a tough call, sure.

You made the wrong one.

Nobody chose this.

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