(gentle orchestral music)
(dramatic orchestral music)
(logo clanks)
(fire crackling)
(flag flapping)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(suspenseful music)
- I'm very sorry to learn
of your abrupt departure,
Princess Ordana.
- Urgent matters require
my immediate presence back home.
- Speaking of home, how
are things back on Earth?
- It's not looking good for
humankind.
- Sorry to hear so. I hope all
works out.
- We'll see.
- The best of luck to you
and Earth, Princess Ordana.
- Thanks, General. We're gonna
need it.
(ship whooshing)
- Engage departure process.
(ship whirring)
Here we go.
We're on our way back to good
old Earth.
- Captain, can you connect
me to Senator Orden,
security code 991142.
- Yes, Princess Ordana. One
moment.
- Senator Orden. It's an
honor to speak with you again.
- Princess Ordana. It's a
blessing to hear your voice.
- I'm on my way back to join you
at the World Protection
League Assembly, Senator.
- Don't expect good news.
It's a dangerous situation.
There is chatter of a
saboteur being deployed
inside our operations.
- Did you hear from our old
friend?
- You mean Captain Robert
Tomlin?
Last I heard was he is fighting
with the American Raiders
in the Outlands border region,
fighting back the Neo-Chrome.
- Is Melanie with him?
- She is working
in the environmental labs.
They are under constant threat
of attack.
- Please let them know that
I send my warmest wishes
and that I look forward
to seeing them again soon.
- I will try to get a message
through to them if possible.
- Thank you, Senator. I
hope they're all right.
(suspenseful music)
(gear clattering)
(ship whirring)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(radio static)
- Here we go.
- Woo! American Raiders to the
rescue!
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
Come on!
(chattering on radio)
(helicopters whirring)
(intense music)
(ships whirring)
(chattering on radio)
(ship whirring)
(computer beeping)
(device beeping)
(ship whirring)
(helicopters rumbling)
(thunderous explosions)
(chattering on radio)
(weapons firing)
- American Raiders, take
the battle to the enemy.
Let's kick to Neo-Chrome butt!
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
- Neo-Chrome's on the
run and I've got him.
He won't get far. I'm right on
his ass.
Got him right in my crosshairs.
(weapons firing)
Woo, got him!
(thunderous expl*si*n)
(intense music)
(helicopters whirring)
(chattering on radio)
(weapons firing)
(helicopter exploding)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(computer beeping)
(ships whirring)
(intense music)
(voice distorted)
(static buzzing)
- Failure to realize the
reality of their defeat
and certain termination
of the United States.
While Central Asia, the Middle
East,
Europe and much of South America
have already been overrun by
our glorious, Neo-Chrome Army,
it's the arrogant Americans
who refuses to let themselves
be ruled by the superior
Neo-Chrome Rulership.
How much more blood must
be shed, red or black,
before the United States
will accept their demise
and will forever cease to exist?
(crowd cheering)
Death to America!
Death to America!
Death to America! Death to
America!
Death to America!
(crowd cheering)
Death to America!
(static buzzing)
- The situation is getting
worse by the minute.
The forces of darkness
are about to take over.
We've been able to
fight off the Neo-Chrome
for the past three years,
but the severity of the
situation
cannot be underlined enough.
The Neo-Chrome advances on US
soil have been unprecedented.
(intense music)
(device beeping)
(chattering on radio)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
- Oh God! No more protection!
The flagship is burning! God,
no!
It's a bloody ambush!
We're being att*cked!
- It's a surprise attack.
(weapons firing)
- Come on! Let's send 'em
straight back to hell!
Ah, it's too late. Uh!
The World Protection League
Flagship is going implode.
It's gonna go! No!
(indistinct)
(ship crashes)
(intense music)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(rockets whooshing and
exploding)
(weapons firing)
(helicopters whirring)
(helicopter exploding)
(ships whirring)
(weapons firing)
- Eagle One, requesting
disengagement.
Mission Retaliation is a go,
over.
Repeat, Mission Retaliation is a
go.
Here we go.
(weapons firing)
Not much time.
(helicopters whirring)
- Sir, the World
Protection League Flagship
has been destroyed, sir.
- That can't be, soldier.
- Sir-
- That's not possible,
soldier, you know that.
- It happened, sir.
- Any survivors?
- None.
- What about my daughter?
- Princess Ordana is, we lost
her.
(intense music)
(weapons firing)
- Neo-Chrome's on the run, 104.
(weapons firing)
Let's send 'em straight back to
hell.
Here we go.
(weapons firing)
- For all of humankind.
(thunderous expl*si*n)
Target hit. Target hit.
Good hit. Good hit.
Heading back to base.
(weapons firing)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
- The target's hit.
- Copy that. Good job, Eagle
One.
Mission completed. Over.
(door whirs and clanks)
(soft dramatic music)
- Assemble the American Raiders.
I wanna talk to them.
- Yes, sir.
- They are our last hope.
(soldier groans)
(weapons firing)
- No!
(thunderous explosions)
(weapons firing)
- Melanie! (Tomlin breathes
heavily)
- American Raiders assembled.
You are here today to unite and
fight
for the future of our very
existence.
I want you to know, I'm proud of
you.
Semper Fi.
- Semper Fi!
(helicopter whirring)
(soft dramatic music)
(machine g*ns firing)
- Get in, come on! Come on,
let's go!
Get over here!
(helicopter whirring)
(weapons firing)
Move!
(weapons firing)
(indistinct yelling)
(soldier screaming)
Go, put out the fire, dammit!
(helicopter whirring)
(extinguisher spraying)
(machine g*ns firing)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
(intense music)
(machine g*ns firing)
Let's go! Move this thing!
(helicopter whirring)
(machine g*ns firing)
(Tomlin gasping)
(eerie music)
(Tomlin breathes uneasily)
(Tomlin grunting)
(water sloshing)
(message trilling)
- Hey, Tomlin.
- Listen,
sequence reports.
I need them. How are they
coming?
I need to find out if
there's any mistakes,
glitches or snags before
I roll this one out.
The last thing I wanna do
is piss off any customers
now that business is booming,
okay?
And Tomlin, you come to the
club, we'll take care of you.
All right, brother. I'll see you
up there.
(soft dramatic music)
(water dripping)
(Tomlin breathes uneasily)
(Tomlin sighs)
(computer trilling)
(computer trilling)
(computer trilling and beeping)
(woman laughing)
(gentle music)
(water flowing)
- What do you say, Melanie?
(girls chattering)
- I wanted
to ask you something.
And I know that we talked about
it before,
but I want you to really
think about it this time.
- What is it, Melly?
- Well, we've been
together for nine years.
I mean, don't you think it's
time that we got married?
- As soon as the w*r is
over me, Melly. I promise.
Hmm.
(girls chattering)
- Do you think we're soul mates?
- We must be me, Melly.
We must be.
We've been together all these
years. Okay?
Oh, I got something for you.
- [Jazzmine] I want to open it
here.
- What is this?
- It's a sign of our love.
- Thank you, baby.
- I love you, baby.
- I love you too.
(computer trilling)
(glass shattering)
(somber music)
- Hey, Tomlin. I was just
checking on ya.
Everything all right?
- What do you want?
- I was just checking on you.
Hey, uh, you got any sequences
you need help checking?
- (sighs) On mine?
- Come on, man, give me a chance
because I wanna play with the
best.
Plus, I know that you have
access
to all the latest sequences.
- Oh yeah? And how do you know
that?
- Please. Man, I got skills,
Tomlin.
I looked you up.
You were one of the hardcore
gamers
back in the original Ice Age.
Come on.
Just give me a chance to play
with you
and show you how good I am.
(soft dramatic music)
I know that you test sequences
for Calvin.
What changed you, Tomlin?
Was it the w*r?
It's her, isn't it?
You've never been the
same since you lost her.
I know she was your soul mate.
I know what that means.
I know what it's like to lose
someone
that you have an eternal
connection with.
And it's, it's easy to feel lost
after you lose your best friend.
I too lost my dad to the w*r.
I'll never get over it,
and I know you'll never
get over what happened
to you and her, but Tomlin,
we're still breathing
and we owe it to them to,
to keep going because they're
watching
and because they want us to live
and well 'cause it matters.
(soft dramatic music)
- I have a new sequence
Calvin wants me to run.
Wanna tag along?
- I would be delighted to.
You're so not gonna regret
this, man. (chuckles)
(computer trilling)
(currents whirring)
(pupil crackling)
(eerie music)
(door whirs and clanks)
(suspenseful music)
(grenade whooshes and clinks)
(grenade explodes)
b*mb salute.
(wall collapsing)
(g*n firing)
(crossbow fires)
(g*ns firing)
(man groaning)
(fists thwacking)
(g*n firing)
- Uh!
(suspenseful music)
(g*n whacking)
(g*n firing)
- Oh, shit.
- Nice job.
- Yeah. Not bad.
(g*n firing)
(foot thwacks)
(g*n whacks)
(g*n firing)
- Are you looking for me?
- Yeah, you ugly cockroach.
(static crackling)
- It's a glitch. The game froze.
- You need a driller b*llet.
See his core is in a shell.
The only way to k*ll him is
with a drill-head b*llet.
The one with the red tip.
It'll drill right through his
shell.
(pump clicks)
And they go
for a million points.
- Really?
- Are you ready to get outta
here?
(suspenseful music)
- Um, hey. (chuckles)
Tomlin, Tomlin, I...(chuckles)
Well I wanted to, um,
well I wanted,
(sighs) I wanted to thank you
for, you know,
like taking me with you and
stuff.
(soft dramatic music)
- Okay.
I'll see you later. All right?
- Yeah, totally. You'll
see me later. (chuckles)
Um, you know, like if
you need anything at all,
you can call me
because you know you're gonna
need me.
(body whirring)
(soft dramatic music)
He'll need me one day.
(body whirring)
(currents whirring)
(device trilling and whooshing)
(suspenseful music)
(doors whooshing)
(rain pattering)
(heart beating)
- How is she?
- Her condition's unchanged.
There's no indication at
all she's coming back.
All we can do is keep the
machines going
and hope for the best.
(suspenseful music)
(rain pattering)
(ship whirring)
(water splashing)
(helmet dings)
(doors whooshing)
- Drink it immediately.
- Fun.
- Mm, thank you, brother.
Here you go.
- Sorry I'm late.
- Yeah, no.
Hold on, brother. I'm confused.
So where's the glitch?
- It's at the end of the game.
It's at the final stage when
you're about to k*ll Neo- Kahn,
the action suddenly freezes up
on you.
- Which is what I told you.
- Okay. Why?
- It has to do with the fact
that there aren't enough points
in the game in order to
terminate the son of a bitch.
- See, I don't, I don't
know what that means.
- You have to have at least
a million points accumulated
because in order to k*ll Neo
Kahn,
because you have to trade in
for a red drill-head b*llet.
- And we only have 957,000.
- Right, I mean, is that,
is what she's saying,
is that right?
There's not enough points
to be had in the game?
- Tell your guy that forgot to
put you
on that special object is gonna
earn you a million points.
Everything else is sh**t
'em up sequence stuff
based on an original Dorian
Terrell 3-D game engine,
modified with Neo-Chrome
graphics, all standard stuff.
- Tomlin, you gonna come program
some new sequences for us.
This shit's exploding right now
and nobody can do it like you.
- Calvin, I can't do it anymore.
- Come on, Tomlin. We miss you.
- No, I'll troubleshoot the
occasional sequence for you
and that's it.
- Ah, w*r must have been
a little rough on you, huh?
How is she?
- Still the same.
- Well, listen, we're
gonna go and let you do
whatever the hell it is
you do in that apartment
of yours, right?
Here's some money for you. Thank
you.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, of course.
Tomlin, if there's anything you
need,
anything whatsoever, don't
hesitate to call, okay?
Our lines are always open.
All right?
- Always open all.
- All right.
- All right?
Ah, um. All right.
- All right.
- Oh, you kidding me?
Mm. Bye, buddy.
- Send her my regards.
(soft dramatic music)
(robot laughing)
(rain pattering)
(rats squeaking)
- Hey, kind of late to be alone
at night.
(stick whacks)
(Tomlin groaning)
(sticks whacking)
(Tomlin groaning)
(intense music)
(legs tearing)
(men laughing)
- All right.
(ship whirring)
Let's go, come on, let's go.
Hey, let's get out of here.
(rats squeaking)
(soft dramatic music)
(rats squeaking)
(ship whirring)
(chattering on radio)
- We're here.
(ship whirring)
(door whooshing)
(device whirring)
(Tomlin groaning)
(footsteps tapping)
(ice clinks)
(drink pouring)
(door whooshing)
(rain pattering)
(suspenseful music)
- I had you brought here
because you are the best.
- For what?
- For the job I'm about to offer
you.
I'm a damn legless cr*pple.
- Trust me, Mr. Tomlin.
There is only one man
for the job, that's you.
- What job exactly are you
referring to?
- A mission. A rescue
mission, if you will.
- To rescue what?
- Our World.
- The planet is f*cked.
And there's no way
back. We both know that.
- What if I tell you there is a
way?
- I'd tell you you're crazy.
- You can call me that if you
like,
but that wouldn't change my
resolve
in pursuing certain options
that are available to me.
- What options?
- Oh, come to that
in a moment.
First we have to make sure
we're all on the same page.
(suspenseful music)
As president, I have
tremendous responsibility.
I have to make sure that certain
things
are ex*cuted to the T.
Even if I don't agree
with measures sometimes,
but sometimes tough measures
get tough things accomplished.
(machinery beeping)
(heart beating)
- Melanie.
(flesh squelching)
(liquid squirting)
What did you inject her with?
- Very sorry, Mr. Tomlin.
A virus has infected Private
Hendy.
- No! (groans)
(Tomlin sobbing)
(Tomlin grunting)
- We don't have much time, Mr.
Tomlin.
The clock is ticking.
The virus is moving towards
her heart as we speak.
Once it reaches it,
Private Hendy will pass.
- What are you saying?
- There is only one
way to clean the system
from the invading forces as
well as destroy the virus
in Private Hendy's bloodstream
before it reaches her heart.
- What do you want me to do?
- Are you sure you are ready for
this?
- I'll do whatever it takes.
(Tomlin grunting)
(Tomlin breathes heavily)
- Now that I have your
attention,
we can talk constructively.
- I'm all ears.
- Have you ever heard
of Dorian Terrell?
- You mean the inventor of
the original 3-DS Engine?
- Do you know whatever happened
to him?
- Nobody knows for sure, I
think,
I think he died in the late
60's.
- What else do you know?
- Many people compare
him to that other guy
from the early 20th century,
Einstein.
His theories and thecalculations
are the very foundation
in which the 3-DS Grid was built
upon.
- Terrell was a genius. No
doubt.
He also knew that one day
the grid couldn't withstand
an attack from the outside.
That's why he integrated a
security measure into thesystem,
a switch, so to speak,
in the event evil forces
should ever attempt to overrun
the system.
A total reboot of the
system in order to wipe out
any and all invading elements.
- (scoffs) I never heard of
that.
- Terrell was a dreamer, a,
a gamer, a child at heart.
You are a gamer.
This is your chance to
save the World, Mr. Tomlin.
As well as Melanie.
- What's the mission?
- You need to find the switch.
It's also known under a
different name.
- What's that?
- The Indochine.
Ever heard of it?
- No.
- You need to find it and switch
it on.
That's the only way to destroy
the virus
and the invading forces
before they destroy us all.
You've got 18 hours.
- I wouldn't know where to
begin.
- Before Mr. Terrell passed in
2062,
he gave this to his wife Emily.
- The Eye of the Beholder.
It's a Masonic symbol
from two centuries ago.
(speaking in foreign language)
Or new Order of the Ages.
Beginning of a new era.
- His wife Emily sent it
to the residing president
of the United States just before
she died
and joined her husband being
frozen.
It has been passed on from
president
to president since then,
till the day its secret
would have to be uncovered
as it would hold the last chance
for survival for the human race.
Farewell, Mr. Tomlin.
We're all counting on you.
(soft dramatic music)
(device whirring)
(Tomlin groaning)
(footsteps tapping)
(suspenseful music)
(rain pattering)
(doors whooshing)
(Tomlin breathes heavily)
(door whooshes and closes)
(door whooshes and closes)
(speaking in foreign language)
(computer trilling)
- Yeah, Ben Gordon here.
- Lieutenant Gordon.
Captain R. Tomlin. How are you?
- Tomlin? Robert Tomlin.
(laughs)
You old hound dog. How you
doing?
Uh, we haven't talked since-
- Since I lost her and my legs.
- Yeah. Sorry.
How you holding up, man?
- Look, Gordon. I don't
have a lot of time.
I've got a job and I need
good men to help me execute.
What'd you say if I asked you
first?
(suspenseful music)
- What kind of job are we
talking?
- That's classified at
this point, but, uh,
let's just say it comes from
the highest authorities.
- From who?
- More importantly,
Private Hendy's life depends on.
- Private Hendy? What
are you talking about?
I thought she was in a coma.
- A deadly virus is heading
towards Melanie's heart
as we speak, we have 14 hours to
execute.
- Okay. All right.
- Gordon, there's one more
thing I have to tell you.
This might be a mission with no
return.
(suspenseful music)
- A su1c1de mission, huh?
Wow. I wouldn't have any other
way.
- Oh, and Gordon, I'll need
the usual band of brothers.
- Don't worry about that.
I'll bring three of my best.
- Do I know any of them?
- Nah. They're all new material.
- Are they good enough for the
job?
- They're the best.
- Look forward
to meeting them.
- All right.
When and where do we meet?
- 3-DS. universe.
5238. dragon square. street.
main grid.
20 minutes.
- Okay.
I'll see you there, my
friend. Over and out.
(computer trilling)
(dramatic music)
(currents whirring)
(pupil crackling)
(computer trilling)
(rain pattering)
(gentle music)
(thunder rumbling)
Been too long, man.
- Another two, please.
I am very grateful for your
help, Gordon. I mean it.
- I gotta tell you though,
I was only able to commit
two men to this mission.
'Cause of the short notice, you
know?
- I mean. - We'll work
with what we've got.
All right.
(glasses clink)
All right.
(both chuckle)
They should be here any minute.
- Sergeant Ramirez reporting
for active duty, sir.
- Sergeant Ramirez. Glad
that you could make it.
This is a very important mission
here.
I'd like you to meet
the old friend of mine.
Captain Robert Tomlin.
- Captain. A pleasure to meet
you.
I've heard lots about you.
- Well, it's good to meet
you too, Sergeant Ramirez,
I'm looking forward to working
with you.
- My sincere condolences
about what has happened
to your loved one, sir.
- Oh, thanks, Sergeant Ramirez.
Appreciate your thoughts.
- My brother was lost in the w*r
as well.
- Sorry to hear that.
- I would do anything
to make him proud, sir.
- All right. At ease, Sergeant.
Here's Sergeant Vargaz now.
- Lieutenant Gordon.
It's an honor to serve
with you again, sir.
You must be Captain Tomlin.
- It's an honor meeting
you, Sergeant Vargas.
- That's it. That's the team.
So you gonna brief us in?
- It's on a need-to-know basis.
- Tomlin, I would normally never
take a,
a mission like this under
these circumstances,
but I trust you.
- Yes, I know.
(gentle music)
- Hey, looks like you
could use another man.
- What are you doing here?
This is a dangerous job, not a
game.
- Hey. We all gotta die sometime
right?
Might as well die doing
something worthwhile.
I got skills, Tomlin.
- All right.
Gordon, this is Minnesota and
she's an exceptional player.
- All right. Welcome aboard.
Glad to have you.
All right. Well, let's go do
this.
(suspenseful music)
- Look. This is the great seal.
- What are you talking about?
- The great seal, man.
- Thank you. Thank you very
much.
(suspenseful music)
(speaking in foreign language)
- So what is this?
- That's the symbol
leading to the Indochine.
- The Indo what?
- The item we're looking for.
- All right, let's, let's
get some of these boxes
out of the way.
(suspenseful music)
So what do you want us to do
with this?
- Let's move it.
- All right.
You heard him. Let's go.
Let's go.
Oh, come on.
- Gordon, tell the men to clear
the area.
- All right. Let's step back.
(suspenseful music)
(symbol whirring)
Holy cow.
(wall clanking)
Well, well what do we have here?
- Looks like a tunnel to
the building next door.
- Looks like somebody doesn't
want us to go in there.
- Are you man enough for the
challenge?
- My men will follow me
to the end of the World
if I tell him to.
- It's fine with me.
- No problem here, sir.
- How about you?
- Hey.
- All right.
Let's enter the belly of the
beast.
- Uh!
(wood shattering)
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacking)
(clip clicks)
- What's that?
- Toothpick.
- Why now?
- I'm trying to quit
smoking these damn cigars.
- Yeah, right.
- Excuse me.
(suspenseful music)
- Must have been
abandoned a long time ago.
Uh.
Welcome to St. Augusta.
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacks)
(portraits screaming)
- So how's that toothpick
working out for you?
- Well, it ain't no cigar that's
for sure.
(suspenseful music)
- Clear.
(suspenseful music)
(eerie music)
(insects pattering)
- Tomlin.
Seriously, man, this is not
funny.
Seriously, man, this is not
funny!
Oh, hey. How are ya?
Zombies!
(crossbow fires)
(flesh squelching)
Damn.
- Ah, zombies.
Why zombies?
- Yeah, I'd rather deal with
Neo-Chromes if you ask me.
- I hate zombies.
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacks)
(ghost screaming)
(ghost hissing)
(heart beating)
- Mm-hmm. (blows kiss)
(zombie laughing hysterically)
(zombies snarling)
(wood cracking)
- Minnesota!
- Right here!
Shit.
Looks like the party's started.
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
(b*ll*ts clinking)
(g*ns firing)
(b*ll*ts thudding)
- Looks like we stirred the
hornet's nest.
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
(b*ll*ts clinking)
- The more we sh**t them,
the more new ones appear.
- Watch out! The classic
watershed routine.
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
The more you dig a problem,
the bigger it gets.
(b*ll*ts clinking)
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
Whoever designed this earlier
knew it.
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
There has to be a back
door out of here somehow.
(g*ns firing)
- Yeah, but what if there isn't
one?
- Prepare to have your brains
eaten.
(intense music)
(g*ns firing)
- Going to run out of a*mo soon.
(b*ll*ts clinking)
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
- They're getting closer!
- There's gotta be an
elevator in here somewhere.
Elevator. There must be an
elevator.
- Bingo. That must be it.
- Must be what?
- The back door.
The way to level one.
- Ramirez, you see an elevator
down there?
(g*ns firing)
- I can see it, sir.
It's down that hallway.
(g*ns firing)
(b*ll*ts clinking)
- Okay, let's get there.
Let's move, move, move, move!~
(intense music)
(g*ns firing)
Let's go!
(zombies snarling)
(g*ns firing)
- Move!
(zombies groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(zombies groaning)
(g*ns firing)
- Get the door!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
(g*ns firing)
Move it!
- Come on! Come on!
It's coming!
(g*ns firing)
- Move, move, move, move, move,
move!
Where's that elevator?
- It's coming!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
Where the hell is that elevator?
- Oh shit! I'm out of a*mo!
- Be torn to pieces!
Get me the elevator!
- Hurry!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
- Come on!
Hold!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
(button clicking)
- All right, go on move back,
move back!
Come on, we gotta move back,
move back!
(intense music)
(g*ns firing)
- All right.
Come on. We gotta move back.
- Come on!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
(elevator dings)
(doors open)
(g*ns firing)
(zombies snarling)
Get back, back up in here, in
here!
Back, back, get in!
- Let's go, get in!
Get in! Let's go!
(g*ns firing)
(zombies groaning)
Get those doors closed!
(Minnesota screaming)
- Gordon!
(zombie snarls)
(r*fle thwacks)
- Get those closed!
(doors closing)
(Gordon groans)
Get him off!
(body tearing)
(elevator whirring)
Got bit.
- Gordon, you okay?
- Everybody reload.
(suspenseful music)
- Shit. That was close.
(elevator whirring)
- Give me your hand.
- You know they're gonna
come after us. Right?
- I'll stay behind and hold
them back as long as I can.
You have to continue on your
way.
- You sure about that, Ramirez.
- She knows what she's doing.
- You've gotta get going.
There won't be much time.
I've got your backs.
(elevator clattering)
- All right.
(elevator whirring)
(pump clacks)
(elevator clanks and dings)
(suspenseful music)
Let's go.
(pumps clack)
- Go.
Ramirez.
Keep radio contact.
(doors whooshing)
- Yes, sir.
- All right.
- I don't want you to do this,
Ramirez.
It's su1c1de.
- Don't worry about me, captain.
I know what I'm doing.
Besides, if my brother
can sacrifice himself
for his country, so can I.
- Hmm. Sure?
- Yes, sir.
Go save your loved one.
Do it for me.
(soft dramatic music)
- Thank you.
Here.
- Thank you, sir.
Good luck, sir. See you on the
other side.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
(Ramirez exhales)
(trilling)
- Hear that?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Vargaz, you wanna check that
out?
- Go ahead. Go ahead.
- Hey. Be careful.
(suspenseful music)
- Let's go.
(footsteps pattering)
- What's your name?
- Emily.
- Uh.
What are you drawing there?
- You.
- A shark?
Hey, where are you going?
- Vargaz, come in.
- Yes, sir.
- Everything okay over there?
- I got everything under control
here.
(suspenseful music)
(cabinet slams)
(zombies growling)
(g*ns firing)
(elevator whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(g*ns firing)
- Tomlin.
- Hey little boy.
- Hey.
- Hi. How are you?
- Who are you?
- I'm Robert Tomlin.
And this is Lieutenant Gordon
and my friend Minnesota.
What's your name? Dorian
Terrell?
- How do you know that?
- Just a hunch.
- Why are you here?
Are you gonna play with me?
- (chuckles) Actually, we are
here
with a very special plea,
Dorian.
I have a friend who is also my
soulmate and she's very ill.
- What's wrong with her?
- A virus has her in its
control,
a very deadly virus and it's
traveling towards her heart
and when it gets there,
it's gonna be too late.
So a very important person told
me
that there's only one
thing that can save her.
- What's that?
- They told me it's called the
Indochine.
- Indochine. Hmm.
I'm not sure, but maybe it
can be that thing upstairs
leading up to the tower.
- What thing upstairs?
- I'm not sure what it's for,
but it seems to be very
important.
I can show you.
- Yeah.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
- Is this what you mean?
- Ah.
Look like some sort of map.
- Or a set of instructions of
some sort.
- What about the lights
and the rays coming out?
- It's the light of truth.
"When the seal of God is broken,
the light of truth will
ignite and reveal itself.
to the true believer."
(elevator whirring)
(elevator dings)
(intense music)
(g*ns firing)
- Ramirez, you okay? We heard
the sh*ts.
Everything all right?
- Gordon, (gasping)
you're going to have to
continue the mission without me.
- Ramirez, are you okay?
(Ramirez gasping)
- Don't worry, Gordon.
I've got you covered.
(g*n clacks)
(Ramirez coughing)
- Roger that, Ramirez. Roger
that.
(soft dramatic music)
Ah, Neo-Chrome's on the
mainframe.
That's some serious trouble.
I think Ramirez is out.
- (sighs) I'm sorry to hear
that, Gordon.
Let's do her proud, shall we?
- "This is a message to
all the true seekers.
The final three letters that
conclude
the account of creation.
(speaking in foreign language)
God created us to do.
Together spell the word truth.
Truth is everything from
the cradle to the grave
(exhales) Only the righteous
child
have access to the path of the
Indochine.
Be aware. This message will
self distract after you read it.
The righteous man must
answer three questions."
(Tomlin chuckles)
Are you ready for this?
- I'm ready.
- "Question one.
What is on the mind of the
seeker on his quest for truth?"
- Honesty and honor.
(symbols whirring)
(both chuckle)
- "The path of the
Indochine has been revealed.
Question two.
What is the motivation
of the righteous man?"
(suspenseful music)
- True love.
(symbols whirring)
- "From the cradle of life,
the Indochine comes alive.
Question number three.
What is the ultimate
power of the universe?"
- Uh...
- One more time.
"What is the ultimate
power of the universe?"
- Faith.
(both chuckling)
- "The grave at the end of life.
The Indochine is lowered into
its place
and it begins the process of
resurrection.
The beginning is the end
and the end is the beginning
from the cradle to the grave,
and the rest is up to you."
(suspenseful music)
- He's coming and he's very
hungry.
- Who's coming?
- The shark.
- (chuckles) Don't worry, little
princess.
There are no sharks around here.
- Are you sure?
(symbols whirring)
- Who did all this?
- You did.
You made the entire 3D-S
mainframe universe possible.
Seems like you placed yourself
into your own creation
as a little boy.
(building rumbling)
(symbols whirring)
- We need to get out of here
now.
- Let's get back to
the elevator. Run, run!
(wall crumbling)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
(water rushing)
- The shark's coming.
(water rushing)
(intense music)
(speaking in foreign language)
(Emily screaming)
(water burbling)
(Vargaz screaming)
(shark chomping)
(intense music)
- Let's go! Let's get in here!
- Why don't you go ahead?
- Go, go, go, go!
(water rushing)
- Gordon, come on, let's go!
Gordon!
Hurry, hurry, Gordon! Come on!
Come on! Let's go!
(water rushing)
- Sergeant Vargaz?
Sergeant Vargaz, come in.
The life sign's gone.
(Tomlin sighs)
(suspenseful music)
(elevator whirring)
(elevator dings)
(sparks zapping)
- Hey, this way.
- Hope you know where you're
going, kid.
- This way.
- You sure?
- Pretty sure.
No one's ever been here before.
- You designed it.
- I haven't actually yet.
(suspenseful music)
- This kid's getting smart on
us.
- Come on. This way, this way.
- Hey, Tomlin. I gotta tell you
something.
- Hey, what is it?
- Ah. (sighs)
Look, not, not a lot of
things scare me. You know.
Like being married, you know.
(both chuckle)
That's one of 'em.
Tight places, tight, tight
places,
Small places. They scare me.
Small spaces, tight places,
tight places scare me.
You know.
- I respect you telling me,
Gordon.
- Yeah.
- But you told me
only way to victory is to face
your fears.
Take a deep breath, okay.
- Yeah, okay.
- You can do this, buddy.
- Yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Okay.
Okay.
(pump clacks)
(suspenseful music)
Okay. Move, move, let's go,
move.
Move, kid.
(building rumbling)
- What was that?
- I hope that's not what I think
it is.
(walls cracking)
- Oh shit.
- The walls.
The walls are moving in!
- Crap!
Move, move, move!
- They're moving in!
- Come on!
- The walls are moving in!
Go, go! Come on!
(walls rumbling)
Go, go!
- Come on, they're closing!
Let's move!
Come on, move, move!
Go!
Get out of here! All of you,
move!
(walls rumbling)
Get out of here!
- Here we go!
Come on!
- I can't hold it!
- Come on! Give me your hand!
Come on. Give me your hand,
Gordon!
(Gordon gasping)
Minnesota, help me!
(walls rumbling)
Come on! (grunting)
Come on!
- You get out of here. I can't
hold it!
- I'll hold it for you!
(all grunting)
(wall rumbling)
g*dd*mn!
(debris pattering)
- It's too late.
g*dd*mn toothpick.
(lighter clicking)
You save private Hendy.
(Tomlin grunting)
You save private Hendy for me.
- No!
(walls rumbling)
(Gordon screaming)
- Dammit!
(lava bubbling)
(Tomlin cries)
- Gordon was a good man, Tomlin.
He was a good man.
(suspenseful music)
- I'm all right. Okay.
It's okay.
- Hey.
It's this way.
- That's what the hieroglyphics
showed.
This must be the cradle of life.
- That's where the Indochine is.
Look, I'll be right back.
You guys stay right here. Okay?
You never know what might be out
there.
- Hey.
Be careful. All right?
(Minnesota chuckles)
(suspenseful music)
- That's some big light bulb.
(Tomlin chuckles)
(building shaking)
(intense music)
(boulder rumbling)
- Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Tomlin! Tomlin!
Tomlin, oh my God!
Tomlin, come on, we gotta go!
The walls are falling!
Come on, Tomlin! Hurry, Tomlin!
Let's go!
Tomlin, Tomlin, Tomlin! Oh my
God, Tomlin!
(boulder rumbling)
(lava bubbling)
Well, (chuckles)
it looks like you guys
are gonna have to finish
this one without me.
- You did good, Minnesota.
You did real good.
Thank you.
- Hey Tomlin, listen to me.
You don't let her go. Okay?
- I promise. I promise.
- Good.
(intense music)
Hey you guys, look out,
Neo-Chromes!
Get out of here, get out of
here, go, go, go, go, go!
Hurry, Tomlin! To your left!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
(g*ns firing)
- Minnesota!
(g*ns firing)
(Neo-Chrome groans)
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
Okay.
(intense music)
Keep going. Don't look back.
- Where does this lead to?
- You tell me.
(fire roaring)
(Tomlin groans)
- We made it.
That's the elevator below us.
- Smart kid.
- Where are we going?
- Well, according to your own
program,
we're going to the top of the
tower.
Hold on.
Hold on tight.
- All right.
(pump clacks)
(building rumbling)
Ready?
- Yeah.
(g*n fires)
(intense music)
(elevator whooshing)
Whoa!
(elevator dings)
(both groaning)
(rain pattering)
All right, kid?
- I think so.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- The grave at the end of life.
- That's it.
- The end of all things, I
guess. Huh.
(intense music)
From the cradle to the grave.
(sand pattering)
- Emily?
Emily?
(sand pattering)
- Not gonna screw up
anything by doing this, kid?
- I guess we'll have to find
out.
Rest is up to you.
- Thanks for your help, kid.
Thanks for everything.
We couldn't have done it without
you.
(intense music)
(sand pattering)
- I hope you save Melanie.
- The end is the beginning.
The beginning is the end.
The end is the beginning.
The end is the resurrection.
The light of truth is
the re-birth of life.
(whooshing)
Go. From the cradle to the
grave.
The beginning is the end.
The end is the beginning.
(sand pattering)
It is the cradle of life and
death.
(sand pattering)
- Go for it.
Put it in the cradle!
(intense music)
(sand pattering)
(electricity zapping)
You did it.
It's working.
- You have no idea who
you're messing with.
I will k*ll you.
(intense music)
We're through here. k*ll them.
k*ll them both now.
(forces whooshing)
(pump clacking)
(forces whirring)
(g*ns firing)
(portal whirring)
(Neo-Kahn laughing)
(b*llet grinding)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
(Neo-Kahn screaming)
(thunderous expl*si*n)
(lightning zapping)
(building exploding)
(intense music)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(currents whooshing)
(currents zapping)
(soft dramatic music)
(computer trilling)
- Mr. Tomlin, I don't know what
to say,
but a miracle has happened.
Not only has the virus
been stopped and defeated,
it's been completely eradicated.
Why don't you come down to the
hospital as soon as you can?
- Hey sweetie.
(Tomlin sobbing)
(dramatic music)
(computer trilling)
(ship whirring)
(Tomlin chuckles)
Hey, sweetie.
- I Love you, Melanie.
- I love you too.
(dramatic music)
(family chattering)
(intense music)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)
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