Civil w*r (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[CLEARS THROAT]

We are now
closer than we've ever been.

We are now closer than
we have ever been to victory.

Some...

Some are already
calling it the greatest...

[CLEARS THROAT] Some are already
calling it the greatest victory

in the history
of mankind.

Some are calling it already...

We are closer than
we have ever been to victory.

Some are already calling it
the greatest victory

in the history
of m*llitary campaigns.

Today, I can announce

that the so-called
Western Forces

of Texas and California

have suffered
a great loss.

A very great defeat

at the hands
of the fighting men and women

of the United States m*llitary.

The people
of Texas and California

should know that they will be
welcomed back

to these United States

as soon as their illegal
secessionist government
is deposed.

I can also confirm
that the Florida alliance

has failed in its attempt

to force the brave people
of the Carolinas

into joining the insurrection.

Citizens of America,

we are now closer than ever
to a historic victory.

As we eliminate
the final pockets of resistance,

God bless you all
and God Bless America.

[DISTANT expl*si*n]

[LIVE MUSIC PLAYING]

[LOVEFINGERS PLAYING]

[SIRENS WAILING IN DISTANCE]

WOMAN: Give us some water!
Give us some water!

We've been waiting
for two hours.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

PEOPLE [CHANTING]:
We want water!

My baby!

JOEL: Lee.

[SONG CONTINUES PLAYING]

[CROWD CONTINUES CHANTING]

No!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

WOMAN: You all right?

WOMAN: Help!

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

LEE: Here, here.

You okay?

I'm fine.

-What?
-What?

You're Lee Smith?

[CHUCKLES] This is crazy.

-Take this.
-Oh, no, I can't do that.

Take it and put it on.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

Thank you so much.

WOMAN: Run!

[CAMERA CLICKS]

You woke up
in Des Moines, Iowa.

And he's wearing
my wedding ring.

-[ALL LAUGHING]
-Hey!

Jesus. The wifi
is f*cking slow.

The word I'm getting,

it's July 4th.

The word you're getting.

Like everyone in this room
hasn't already
heard his bullshit.

July 4th, Sam.

The optics
are irresistible.

The Western Forces
are stopped 120 miles from D.C.

The Florida Alliance
aren't far south of that.

The WF wasn't stopped.
They stalled.

They lost
their supply lines.

What is the race to Berlin?

There's no coordination
between the secessionists.

You watch.

As soon as D.C. falls,
they'll turn on each other.

LEE: Really?

SAM: It's every night
this week.

-Ugh.
-SAM: They'll switch
to the generator.

Upload was almost done.

So where you kids
headed tomorrow?

Staying in New York a while
or venturing out?

f*ck you.

[CHUCKLES]

-Come on, Joe.
-So you can b*at us there?

I couldn't b*at you
in a brisk walk.

We're going to
D.C., Sammy.

Tomorrow morning,
first thing.

Yeah, front line, I figured.

No, no,
not the frontline.

D.C.

What?

I'm gonna photograph
the president.

Joe's gonna
interview.

Photograph
and interview the president?

In D.C.?

That's the idea.

What the f*ck
are you talking about?
Are you serious?

[SCOFFS]

They sh**t journalists
on the side in the capital.

They literally see us
as enemy combatants.

Not a single interview
in 14 months.

And how are you
gonna do this?

We get there
before anyone else does.

You think there's a rush

to get ex*cuted
on the soft lawn?

Sam, July 4th,
July 10th.

Westcoast Forces,
f*ckin'

Heartland Maoists,
it's all the same.

D.C. is falling
and the President
is dead inside the...

Interviewing him
is the only story left.

It's not a story
if it never gets filed.

Lee, can I please
talk you out of this bullshit?

What do you think
the route's gonna be like?

There's nothing direct.

The interstates have vaporized.
And you can't get
anywhere near Philly.

So you gotta go west,
maybe as far as Pittsburgh.

Then circle in
from West Virginia.

You already had that route
all figured out, huh, Sammy?

Yeah, okay, I was kind of
looking to get
down there myself.

-Knew it.
-Not D.C.

I don't want a piece
of your su1c1de pact.

I want Charlottsville,
frontline.

-Sam.
-SAM: Hear me out.

Just 'cause
I'm a rival news outlet...

JOEL: You're not
a f*cking rival.

You think I care if you
fight with whatever's left

of The New York Times?

You're worried
I'm too old.

Can't move quick enough.

Aren't you?

Sure.

Yes.

But...

You're gonna make me
explain why I have to be there?

If it's the frontline you want,
half the press in this room
are gonna be heading there

within 24 hours.

You want me to walk around
this flipping room
begging for a ride?

[EXHALES]

I'm gonna
finish the upload upstairs
and pass out.

Hopefully it'll be time
by the time I wake up.

[SIGHS]

My vote,

if Sammy wants a ride,
I'm good with it.

You two figure it out.

Thank you, Lee.

Yeah, thank you, Lee.

Make me the bad guy.

MAN: Ma'am, just a warning.

If you take the elevator,
we do sometimes have power cuts

which might mean
a delay in your journey.

A delay?

We offer the option
to use the stairs.

I'm on the tenth floor.

Your choice, ma'am.

[SIGHS]

JESSIE: Miss Smith?

Hey, it's me.

Do you
remember me from earlier?

Yeah. How did you know
I was...

I didn't mean
to, like, stalk, but, um,

I know a lot of the press
use this hotel.

And, um, I wanted
to say thanks.

And I want
to give you this back.

Oh, no.
It's okay, keep it.

-But...
-Keep it.

And buy
a helmet.

And some Kevlar, okay,

if you're planning
on attending
more stuff like that.

I am, yeah, going to.

I'm a photographer
and I wanna be
a w*r photographer actually.

By the way, you have
the same name as my hero.

Lee Miller.

She was one of the first
photo journalists

into Dacau.

Do you know her stuff?

Yeah, I know
who Lee Miller is.

Of course.

But I want to say
that you're also
one of my heroes.

And you've got
the same name too.

Wow.

Thank you.
I'm in good company.

-What's your name?
-Jessie.

Jessie Collin.

So, Jessie,
I've gotta walk up
ten flights of stairs.

But, if I ever see you again,

you better be wearing Kevlar
and not fluorescent.

You bet.

[INDISTINCT MUSIC AND LAUGHTER]

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

[EXHALES]

A word.

LEE: What the f*ck
is that girl doing here?

JOEL: Right. So, she came over
to the table last night

after you went to bed
and we got talking and...

She's very cool.

And wanted to tag along.

So she's coming with us?

Lee, you let Sammy
tag along.

You think he's gonna do well
running for cover with b*ll*ts
flying over his head?

LEE: She's a kid,
did you notice that?

JOEL: She's, like, 23,

and she wants to do what we do.
She wants to do what you do.

We had to start one day.

Were you much older
than she is now?

Whatever happens,
she goes no further
than Charlottesville.

All right. Let's go.

[ROCKET USA PLAYING]

You don't want to miss this.

Mr. President, do you regret
any actions implemented

during your third term
in office?

I'm not gonna
softball him, Sammy.

In retrospect, Mr. President,
do you still think it was wise

to disband the FBI?

Passive aggressive.

Sir, how is your policy evolving
in the use of air strikes
against American citizens?

[CHUCKLES] Now we're talking.

Just be sure
you get the words out

before the piano wire
gets too tight.

There's a gas station
up ahead.

Looks open.

We got
over half a t*nk.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

What do you think?

Any chance to refuel,
we should take.

Okay.

MAN 1: Help you, folks?

Just looking for gas.

Y'all look fuel permit.

No, we're...
We're actually just
passing through.

Can't help, sir.

Sir, if we pay.

I was never gonna
give it free.

Over the odds.

What's over the odds?

Three-hundred.

For half a t*nk
and two cans.

[CHUCKLES]

Three hundred buys you
a sandwich.

We got ham or cheese.

Three hundred Canadian.

Okay.

Hey.

Stretching your legs?

Uh, no, I just saw something
from the road.

This isn't going
to take long.

Sure.

Are we good?

Yeah, we're good.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[GASPS]

I told her,
I don't mind if she looks.

-Who are they?
-Looters.

I just met him.

I used to know that guy.

Went to high school together.

He didn't talk too much.

Much more talkative now.

We've been debating
what to do with them
for two days now.

We go around in circles.

-[CHUCKLES]
-[COUGHS]

Tell you what.

Why don't you put us
and them out of our misery

and make a call?

I'll put rounds
in them right now.

Or b*at 'em up
a little more.

Strap them to the front.

We'll let them go
after a couple of days.

[PANTING]

[CHUCKLES]

Flip the coin if you like.

Would you stand with them?

-Stand with them?
-Yeah.

I'd like to take your picture.

Okay.

Stand over there?

Yeah.

Where do you want me?

Uh, between the two.

MAN: Got you.

I didn't take a photo.

I didn't take a single photo.

I didn't even remember

a camera's on me.
Like, oh, my God, like,

why didn't I
just tell him not to sh**t them?

They're probably
gonna k*ll them anyway.

-How do you know?
-He doesn't know,

but that's besides the point.

Once you start asking yourself
those questions, you can't stop.

So we don't ask.

We record,
so other people ask.

Wanna be a journalist?
That's the job.

-SAM: Hey, Lee.
-What?

SAM: Back off.

What am I saying
that's wrong?

I'm not saying it's wrong,
she's just shook up.

Lee doesn't understand
shook up.

Whoa, huh?
I'm not being protective of her?

You're the idiot
who let her in this car.

What happened back there
is nothing in comparison

to what we're heading into.

You need to understand...

sh*t, she's crying.

The back seat
is both kindergarten

and an old people's home.

How did this happen?

Lee, what the f*ck?

Lee's right.

I won't make
that mistake again.

PRESIDENT: ...on
the so-called peace summit
could only be rejected,

duly rejected by all
free thinking Americans.

To the secessionists,
I say only this.

I pledge allegiance to the flag
of the United States of America.

We stand ready to fulfill
the promise of our forefathers,

to the flag, to the nation,

and to God.

Stop here a minute.

This feel like a good place
for a toilet break?

Just pull in.

Come with me.

Come with me.

sh**t it.

-sh**t the helicopter?
-Yeah.

It's gonna make
a good image.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

FE2s.

You don't see them
around much.

Yeah.

They're my dad's
cameras actually.

No worries,
not dead.

He's...

sitting on his farm in Missouri

pretending like none of this
is happening.

Lee,

I'm sorry for jamming my way
into your ride, okay?

I know
you're really angry about it,

and I know you think
I don't know sh*t, but...

I'm not angry
about that, Jesse.

I don't care what you do,
or don't know.

Okay, but you are
angry with me.

There is no version of this
that isn't a mistake.

I know, because I'm it.

Joe and Sammy
are it.

-It's my choice.
-Right.

Then I'll remember that

when you lose your sh*t,
or you get blown up or sh*t.

JESSIE: Would you photograph
that moment if I get sh*t?

LEE: What do you think?

[DISTANT g*nshots]

[DISTANT expl*si*n]

Every time I survived
a w*r zone,

and got the photo,

I thought I was sending
a warning home.

"Don't do this."

But here we are.

So it's existential.

What is?

What's eating you.

Don't worry about me, Sammy.

Am I allowed to say
I remember you at her age?

And I wasn't so different?

You weren't so different.

You think
you're being hard on her,

and I think
you're being hard on yourself.

-Okay, Rider.
-Damn it, Lee.

Stop.

I'm speaking truth.

And for the record, sure,
I'm worried about that girl.

And I'm worried
about you too.

What are you worrying
about Lee for?

Lee's lost her faith
in the power of journalism.

State of the nation is QED.

I can't answer
to that, Sammy.

But I can tell you,

this g*nf*re,

is getting me
extremely f*cking hard.

Look at that sh*t
light up the sky.

LEE: It's not our story.

Yeah.

But you know,
bang bang.

We're not going anywhere
near that in the dark.

But sunup?

If they're still at it,
we'll take a look.

Cool.

Thanks.

[BOTTLE CLINKS]

[DRUMMING FINGERS]

Action tomorrow.

We're going down there?

Yeah.

But not you.

You're gonna...

You're gonna hang back.

I don't wanna hang back.

You have to hang back.

I'm not hanging back.

You should see your face.

Stomach doing turns. Right.

You don't get
a minute of sleep tonight.

My advice,

don't expect to sleep.

That way if you do, it's a...

It's a nice surprise.

You're gonna sleep?

I got a little bit Ativan.

Got plenty.
I can give you some if you like.

I know, it's okay.

Or, I can stay up with you.

Keep you company.

No, I...

I don't wanna be
a burden or whatever.

You sure?

But seriously,

if you do get freaked out
or something, just wake me up.

It's not nice
being scared alone.

Thanks, Joe.

You bet, doll.

No!

I said surround the building!

No! f*ck!

[SCREAMS]

MAN 1: Come on!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

-[g*nf*re]
-[CAR ALARM BLARING]

MAN 2: Get me the f*ck
out of here!

I said don't slice
the f*cking building!

Got it.

[g*ns f*ring]

Dude, jump in!

Get ready to move.

-JOEL: Get the smoke.
-I gotta get the f*ck
out of here!

-f*ck!
-Slow down!

Count of three.
Three, two, one.

MAN 3: Count of three!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

MAN 2: f*ck!
f*ck!

MAN 4: You all right?

-MAN 1: I'm gonna get him!
-MAN 3: Forget him.

-Yeah!
-Yeah, move it!

You gotta move!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

You gotta get it right now!

MAN 2: Move back!

Move back!

[GRUNTS]

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[MAN GROANING]

MAN 2: Got you. Hang in.
Stay over there.

[MAN CONTINUES GROANING]

MAN 2: f*ck! Give me gauze.

[JESSIE PANTING]

[DISTANT GROANS]

[GROANING CONTINUES]

[GROANING CONTINUES]

[MAN GROANING]

[MAN CRYING]

I need help.

[SAY NO GO PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

JOEL: Holy f*cking sh*t!

What a f*cking rush!

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

-You're press?
-JOEL: Yes, ma'am.

IDs.

Okay. Are you guys
staying the night?

Yeah, just one.

Park over there.

There's a canteen
where you can eat.

And no tents available.

Thanks, ma'am.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

JOEL: You look good.

GIRL: Eight, nine, ten.

LEE: Hey, get in there.

JOEL:
I'm gonna show these kids...

Check this out. Okay!

-Left, right.
-LEE: Here you go. [CHUCKLES]

JOEL: Yeah.

Your turn, son.

BOY: Hey, wait up.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

LEE: Brought you something.

JESSIE: Thanks.

LEE: Don't forget to eat.

JESSIE: Yeah, I'm starving.

I'll eat once I handle this.

Developing negs on the road.

Yeah, I got myself
a pretty neat travel kit.

I'm impressed.

Want to know the secret
of getting the developer
just right?

LEE: Hmm.

Body temperature.

-Smart.
-Thank you.

So how about you tell me
the story of how you became
a photo journalist?

You don't know?

I thought I was
one of your heroes.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, I do.

When you were in college,
you took the m*therf*cking

legendary photo
of the Antifa m*ssacre.

Then you became
the youngest ever
magnum photographer.

That would be
my Wikipedia page.

What's missing
from it?

I don't know. A lot.

Well, that's gotta
sit here for ten minutes.

So you might as well
expand a little.

What about your folks?

Well, actually
they're on a farm too.

-Oh?
-Except, Colorado.

Also pretending
this isn't happening.

No sh*t.

Hey, these are dry.

You should check them out.

Sure.

Still need a phone even though
you can't get a signal.

I don't want you
to see these.

Um...

They're not even in focus.
Like... [CHUCKLES]

-Exposure is all wrong.
-Just keep looking.

Figure the strike rate
for keepers is 30 to one.

It's a great photo, Jessie.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Did we just
drive through a time portal?

It's a twilight zone.

[DOOR DINGS]

Hey there. Welcome.

Feel free to look around.

Hey.

Out of interest,

are you guys aware
there's like

a pretty huge civil w*r
going on

all across America.

Oh, sure, but,

we just try to stay out.

Stay out?

With what we see on the news,
seems like it's for the best.

Yeah.

Well, let me know
if you want to try anything on.

Thanks.

-Lee.
-Mm.

[SCOFFS]

What?

You're so w*r torn,
you can't try on a dress?

Jesus.

When you haven't
seen yourself in the mirror...

-in a few days.
-Oh, my God.
Shut the f*ck up.

Turn around.
I want to take your photo.

No.

Come on.

Yes.

You're gonna
take the photo?

You told me not to rush.

Yeah, but there's a sweet spot,
and you're missing it.

No one will miss
your sweet spot.

Well, no, that was
not the moment.

Okay.

One more.

-Lee.
-Yes.

You're pretty
when you smile.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

There you go.

JOEL: Hey.

How about this?

Yeah, nice.

Not gonna
take a picture?

Right.

You know what, though,
running a little low on film.

You're mean.

I'm out.

[DOOR DINGS]

I'm gonna go try this on.

You actually
bought something?

She did.

She's paying now.

[INHALES]

So weird.

This place is like
everything I'd forgotten.

Funny.

I was thinking
it felt like everything
I remembered.

Look at the tops
of the buildings.

Be subtle.

Wouldn't have suited us
anyway, Lee.

We'd have gotten bored.

PRESIDENT ON RADIO:
I remain ready
to accept the full...

and unconditional surrender
of the secessionist forces.

Deliberate the people
of the subjugated states

and start rebuilding
our great nation.

SAM: Enough of this sh*t.

Words might as well be random.

What do you think
he'll actually say

if I do get a microphone
over to him?

Not much.

The ones that get taken,
Qaddafi, Mussolini, Ceausescu.

they're always lesser men
than you think.

At the end,
they let you down, Joe.

Just as long as he isn't dead
before I get there.

Hold up.

[CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING]

There was a turn off
three or four miles back.

Maybe we should turn around,
take another route.

Can you see anything?

No.

JOEL: Nothing, no shapes,
no movement, nothing.

No.

Okay. I'm gonna drive forward,
I think.

[CARNIVAL MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING]

Should I keep going?

[g*nshots]

sh*t!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[PANTING]

Where you going?

Sammy.

Don't be
such a hotshot.

Just keep
your head down.

No sh*t.

You want to try
drivin' on?

This guy's a good sh*t.

[g*nshots]

Hey.

What's going on?

Someone in that house,

they're stuck.

We're stuck.

Who do you think they are?

Hmm.

No idea.

Hey.

We're press.

Cool.

Now I understand
why it's written
on the side of your vehicle.

Are you WF?
Who's givin' you orders?

[SIGHS] No one's giving us
orders, man.

Someone's trying to k*ll us.

We're trying to k*ll them.

You don't know
what side they're fighting for?

Oh, I get it.

You're Ret*rded.

You don't understand
a word I say.

Yo!

What's over there
in that house?

Someone sh**ting.

Guys.

Shut the f*ck up.

[CARNIVAL MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING SOFTLY]

[g*nsh*t]

I got good news.

Why don't you
put your head down then?

Thank you, Sammy.
I'm good.

Take it from an old hand.

Sleep any chance you get.

You never know
what's coming
around the next corner.

Yeah, all right.

[SIGHS]

Sammy.

What?

Got a car
comin' up on us pretty fast.

What do you think?

I don't know.
Maybe they're just in a hurry.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Oh, they're in
a hurry, all right.

He smoked his tires
on the last corner.

Okay.

Well, we're not gonna
outrun anyone in this thing.

So slow down a little, Lee.

Let 'em pass.

LEE: Roger that.

[MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]

Don't look out at 'em.

They just roll on by.

[MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]

[HONKING]

Oh, sh*t. They keep going.

[HONKING]

[LAUGHS]

[CONTINUES HONKING]

What the f*ck?

Tony?

-f*ck you!
-What the f*ck!

How are you guys doing?

You just scared
the sh*t out of me.

Good. That was
the idea.

What the f*ck
are you doing here?

I don't know, Joe.
What are you doing here?

JOEL: f*ck you!

f*ck you!

God, small world.

Small world, my ass.
They were following us.

Did you tell them
where we were headed
back in New York?

f*ck no.

Hey, Tony, did Joe tell you
where we were going
back in New York?

I don't know, Lee.
He was pretty drunk

when he was hitting
on that girl you got
on the back seat.

-Oh...
-You're a d*ck.

Look, I must've been
so wasted.

Lee, I'm done with Bohai.

He's not good company.
He drives like a maniac.

[SPEAKING MANDARIN]

Dude, what are you doing?

I come over to your car.

-LEE: Tony!
-Dude.

Are you f*cking crazy, Tony?

-Dude...
-Keep the car steady.

No! f*ck!

[LAUGHS] Don't worry.
I've done this before.

What the f*ck!

TONY: Keep the car
steady, Lee.

Give me a hand.

Get out of here.
f*cking mad.

JOEL: You're crazy.

No way. That's so f*cking...

I gotta do it.

What?

I'm doing it.

SAM: Jesus, Lee.

Don't turn the wheel.

My new passenger.
Much better, much better.

Pull over.

Bye bye, Tony.
Bye bye. See you in Washington.

f*ck you!

[MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]

[LAUGHS] I told you
he drives like a maniac.

Where did they go?

This feel funny?

Where did your guy go, Tony?

He's just f*cking around,
that's all.

I don't want him
f*ckin' around.

I want Jessie
back in this car.

Relax, Lee.

He's just showing
how fast he can drive.

-The girl's fine.
-How the f*ck do you know
if she's fine?

Can you see her?

-[HORN BLARING]
-Whoa!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

JOEL: f*ck!

Oh, f*ck.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

sh*t.

[INAUDIBLE]

[SIGHS]

We need to go down there. Now.

If we go down there,
they're going to k*ll us.

No.

Those aren't government forces.

Not up here.

We got our press passes.

We're cool.

Those people do not want to be
seen doing what they're doing.

Tell us, Lee.

[LEE PANTING]

They're talking.

They're probably
just giving them a scare.

They k*lled all the people
in that f*cking truck.

They could've k*lled
the whole town,

but they will stop now?

Who knows
where those bodies are from?

Are the bodies in uniform?

No, they're not.

I'm going down.

-I'm coming with you.
-Me too.

I'm telling you
every instinct in me says

this is death, okay? Death.

You stay. You stay
'cause you're old
and you can't run.

f*ck it.

sh*t.

f*ck this.

Just doing the talking.

-Yeah.
-Okay.

MAN 1: White,
there's one hung up in there.

JOEL: Hey!

Hey, guys.

What's happening?

Guess there's some kind
of misunderstanding here.

MAN 2: Yeah?

JOEL: Yes, sir.

Those two guys over there,

they're my colleagues.

What kind of colleagues?

Journalists, sir.

We're actually just...
We're passing through.

Passing through to where?

Charlottsville.

Charlottsville?

What's in Charlottsville?

Good hiking.

I hear.

Actually we are...

No, we're covering
the university campus there.

They started the new program.

They are re-opening the school,

which is a surreal
feel good story.

Mm-hmm.

And I guess we all need that.

Right?

Yeah.

This guy
is your colleague?

Yeah.

-This guy here?
-Yes, he's my...

[g*nsh*t]

That guy?

[PANTING]

Sir.

[TONY SOBBING]

Just...

Just what?

-Just what?
-You know what?

-This... Just, please.
-What?

Just, please.

-Sir, please.
-Please. Sure.

-Yes, speak.
-Let us...

We're American journalists.

You told me that already.

Okay, we...

We work for Reuters.

Reuters doesn't
sound American.

[STUTTERS] It's a news agency.

I know
what Reuters is.

Sir. Okay.

-I'm just saying...
-Just saying, just what?

We're American, okay?

Okay.

What kind of American
are you?

Central American,
South American?

What?

Florida.

Florida?

Central?

[SNIFFLES]

What about you?
Where are you from?

[WHIMPERING]

Tell him, Jessie.

Missouri.

Missouri?

The "Show-Me" state, right?

Yes.

You know what they call it?

Yes.

Why do they call it
the "Show-Me" state?

I don't know.

You don't know?

[CHUCKLES]

It's American.

It is American. 100 percent.

[JESSIE SNIFFLES]

What about you?
Where are you from?

Colorado.

Colorado.

Colorado, Missouri.

That's what I'm talking about.

It's American.

[JESSIE SOBBING]

Who is this guy
hiding over here?

Hey. Buddy.

[SOBBING]

What's your deal?
Where are you from?

Huh?

Where are you from?

What?

You can't speak?
Are you mute?

You can't speak English?

Yes, you can?
Yes, you can.

Okay.

[CONTINUES SOBBING]

You open your mouth
and tell me where you're from.

Just make sure
it's clear f*cking English.

Okay?

Where are you from?

I'm from... I'm from Hong Kong.

Oh, China?

[GRUNTS]

China.

[JESSIE SOBBING]

-JESSIE: No!
-MAN 2: What?

-You stop it, okay?
-Stop?

No, no, no!

-Who the f*ck...
-Stop it!

Who do you think you are...

[INDISTINCT SCREAMING]

Get in the car!

Get in the f*cking car!

[GRUNTING]

Go, go, go, go!

Go!

[DOORS CLOSING]

[CAR REVVING]

[JESSE SCREAMS]

[MUSIC BUILDING]

[COUGHS]

We gotta stop.

What are you talking about?

I can't drive.

JOEL: We can't stop.
You gotta f*cking drive.

-Joe.
-I can't.

He's been hit. He's bleeding.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

f*ck!

f*ck! Okay, get up.

Get up.

-Let's go.
-[CHOKING]

Come on. Let's go, Sammy.

-Okay.
-Come on.

[PANTING]

[GURGLING]

[LEE PANTING]

f*ck!

[PANTING]

[m*ssile WHISTLING]

[BREAKERS ROAR PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

We just heard about Sammy.

And the other two guys.

Tony. Bohai. Their names.

Lee, I'm really sorry.
I know what he was to you.

It's so f*cked up.

Oh, it's so f*cked up.

It's so f*cked up.

Now you wait until you hear
what these two embattled
m*therf*ckers have to say.

Joe, I'm just trying
to talk to Lee
about Sammy.

I know. Yeah, I heard.
Your condolences means a lot.

Now just tell her.

We loved Sammy, everyone did.

[SCOFFS]

Thank you, Anya.

f*ck. The Western Forces
are moving to D.C.

Earlier today, the government,
m*llitary, basically surrendered.

Yeah, that's true.

This is the only protection now.

Few do or die soldiers,
handful of secret service.

WF's gonna roll right in.

So you and I, we're too late.

We missed the story.

And Sammy didn't even die
for anything good.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING
IN DISTANCE]

JESSIE: Where's Joe?

Processing.

Me, too.

Hardly knew Sammy
compared to you, but...

Yeah, you knew him.

The man you were with,
that's who he was.

It may sound f*cked up,

but there are so many ways

that it could've ended for him.

And a lot of them were worse.

He didn't want to quit.

These last few days,

I've never been scared
like that before.

And I've never
felt more alive.

[HELICOPTER HOVERING]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

MAN 1: sn*per!

MAN 1: Man down!

Move! Move, move, move!

Danger detection!
Move, move, move!

-MAN 1: Come here!
-MAN 2: Move, move, move!

Lee?

Let's go!

[PANTING]

[DISTANT EXPLOSIONS]

[g*ns f*ring]

[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]

-MAN 2: Go, go, go!
-WOMAN: Come on. Come on.

MAN 3: Got him,
got him, got him.

Go, go, go, go, go!
Go! Go!

Get to the back!
In position now! Go! Go!

[LEE PANTING]

Fire!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

MAN 4: Come on, stay down.
Stay down.

[INDISTINCT ORDERS]

Walk you down.

We're here to help.
What do you need?

WOMAN: We got two over
and two on the tower.

I bet we can send a round
right through that tower.

Yeah, just f*ckin' do it,
do it.

Get back. On me.
Drop that bitch.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

Lee, get your head down!

What tower? On whose side?

Move, move, move!

Move, move!

WOMAN: Let's just go,
let's go, let's go!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Lee, you gotta move, okay?

You have to move.
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go!

WOMAN: Get down,
get down, get down.

[LEE WHIMPERING]

They'll fall again.
Push it back, push it back.

Get back!

MAN: Staying clear!

MAN 2: Move it! Move it!

JOEL: f*ck, Lee.
Let's move.

MAN 3: Move, move, move.

Move!

Move!

Get over here, now!

WOMAN: Come here!

MAN 4: Let's go!
Go, go, go.

WOMAN: Move, move.
Back here, back here.

MAN 5: k*ll on the forehead!
k*ll on the forehead!

I don't...
Keep it going.

Move it. Let's go. Let's go.

Go, go, go, go, go!

-Go now, fast.
-Go, go, go!

You're ready? On my count.

Oh, my God.
So f*cking close.

Come on, let's go.
Again.

Western Forces have reached
the White House perimeter.

The president is now surrounded.

We have...

Just give me a minute.
We're gonna have to go again.

You get new sh*t?

Lincoln Memorial.

You?

WF rappelling out of a chopper

out on the roof
of the f*cking Pentagon.

There's really
only one sh*t go, huh?

You know he's in there?

MAN: They got intel
from the generals
that surrendered yesterday.

The president's right
in that f*cking building.

f*ck.

What do you hear
they're gonna do with him?

k*ll.

No capture.

Whoever gets a f*cking g*n
to his head first.

Hey, Lee!

Don't be mean
about the money sh*t, huh?

Got the beast.

Two support men
right outside.

President's on the move.

f*ck yeah.
He's bustin' out.

[CARS REVVING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Vehicle coming through!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Beast, beast, beast!

MAN: I'm going to w*r!

REPORTER: His vehicle
has been stopped...

Go!

...by Western forces
as it attempted to escape.

He's not in there.

He's not in there.

What?

Okay.

-Let's go.
-But...

-Let's go, Jessie.
-What do you mean? What?

JOEL: Come on! Now!

Follow me. Follow me.

I think POTUS is movin' out.

Don't sh**t, don't sh**t.

Don't...

[DISTANT g*nshots]

This place is empty.

Just stay the f*ck
out of our way.

[g*nf*re]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Secret Service agent,
Joy Butler.

-Drop it.
-JOY: I'm unarmed.
I'm here to talk.

-Take it?
-Flood it.

I'm here to negotiate
the surrender of the president.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]

He's here.

You the WF?

Take a wild guess.

Can the president be entrusted
into your safe care?

Yes, ma'am. We'll take
real good care of him.

Just bring him out here.

We're not bringing him anywhere
until we have agreed terms.

You need to guarantee a safe
passage for the president.

And we need extraction
to a neutral territory.

We request Greenland or Alaska.

Nah, no terms.

Bring him out here.

MAN: We gotta move, sergeant.

Ma'am, the President
is willing...

Gunter! Poi! Jack!
Move him!

Come on, get back!

Just go. Go!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

Out! Reloading!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

-Get back!
-Get back!

-Look out!
-I got him!

Give it up!

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Ready to crash!

Sir!

I'm out. Reloading, reloading.

MAN 3: Press back.

Sir!

Crash it!

Go! Go!

Move it.

Wait! Wait!

Don't move!

Chief, clear way!

Roger that!

f*ck the cross!
f*ck the cross!

Check.

Forward.

Cutter, I'm moving across.
I need you to lead us in fire.

Charger,
you're going left.

Follow me. I'm going left.
You move when I move.

Copy you!

-Guys ready to move?
-Ready, ten!

Move! Move back!
Move!

Let's go!

[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

You good?

Stay down.

Beacon flare!

Move! You gotta move on!

Move, move, go!

-Move it!
-Moving.

Ready.

Break out, break out,
break out.

Shakir! Shakir! Shakir!

-I'm out. Reloading.
-Changing.

Perfect crash!

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[PANTING]

JOEL: Wait!

Wait!

[PANTING]

I need a quote.

Don't let... Don't let them
k*ll me.

Yeah, that will do.

[DREAM BABY DREAM PLAYING]