w*r of the Worlds: Goliath (2012)

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Are they gone?

Stay down, Eric.

We have to go, now!

Eric, where's Eric?

Eric!

Move. Now! Son, do it!

Robert!

No!

You monster!

Extra! Extra!

Showoff.

Look at that! It's Richthofen, gotta be!

Hey, wait a minute! He can't

fly that low!

Coming through. Pardon me.

Look at this place. Excuse me.

Well, that was a long trip.

Good to see you, Shah.

Today's the big day, Captain.

Yeah.

Huh. Don't look so happy about it.

You deserve it.

We deserve it. Now we'd better go.

The General's not the kind of man

you want to keep waiting.

There should be five thousand troops

here, not two.

The recalls of our troops and

equipment are bleeding us dry.

Those fools in Europe would rather

prepare to fight each other

than the Martians.

We will be enough.

Do you really believe that, Theodore?

I won't allow myself to believe

anything else.

I'm under pressure to come home.

I don't know how long I can stall.

Good morning, Captain.

Lieutenant Carter.

Hey. When this is over,

maybe you and I could...

When hell freezes over.

Well, I think there's a wee

chill in the air.

You don't know what you're missing,

Jennifer my darlin'.

That's Lieutenant Carter... Corporal.

Yes, sir. I mean, ma'am.

Ladies and gentlemen. If I may have

your attention.

As you know, 15 years ago, the Martians

launched their unprovoked att*ck against us.

Over 140 million of us were m*rder*d.

And many of our great cities laid to waste.

Until the invaders were beaten by the smallest

of earth's living creatures... The germ.

From that destruction, we formed the Allied

Resistance Earth Squadrons, A.R.E.S.

From the best of our planet's armies.

To make sure that it never happened again.

Professor Tesla, A.R.E.S. chief of science

and the man responsible for unlocking

the secrets of Martian technology

has made an alarming discovery.

Professor Tesla.

Good afternoon.

Mars' orbit is once again approaching

a time of close proximity to Earth.

I have detected large scale fluctuations

of magnetic energy from the Martian surface

Along with a series of low frequency

radio signals.

It is my belief that the signals are

a Martian m*llitary code

hidden within sunspot activity.

That they and the magnetic energy

coming from the planet's surface

serve as a prelude to an invasion.

An invasion?

How soon?

Weeks... Days... Hours.

So you have no idea!

I do. They will come when they are

ready and we are not.

So we must get ready... Now!

This is our new Achilles Class

battle tripod

65 feet tall... A heavy machine g*n

and six light rockets

heat ray with an effective range

of a thousand meters.

And an 88 millimeter

cannon on full turret.

Because of their outstanding

performance in recent battle simulations

the honor of command of the first

of these will go

to Captain Eric Wells and his crew.

Don't be shy, Captain.

I give you Eric Wells from England,

Lieutenant Jennifer Carter from the U.S.,

Corporal Patrick O'Brien from Ireland,

Sergeant Abraham Douglas from Canada,

and Lieutenant Raja Iskandar Shah

from Malaya.

Have you thought of a name for her?

The Goliath, sir.

Ah, an excellent choice.

Tomorrow you will all be divided

into two equal forces.

To further our preparations for

the coming conflict

we will stage a w*r game.

Blue team will be under the command

of Captain Wells.

Your force will consist of French,

Italian and Indian tripods.

The red team of Korean, German

and Austrian tripods

will be under the command

of Captain Sakai.

My money's on Sakai!

Twenty on Wells!

Nothing can prepare you

for w*r itself.

The sound... Smell... Fear...

Death is ugly.

All you can do is make sure

it is your enemy that dies.

So prepare yourselves.

Know what you fight for...

Who you fight for.

This time... We will be ready!

Come.

Good evening, sir.

Sarge, you don't have to address me

as 'sir'... 'Cap' or even 'Eric' is fine.

Sorry, sir.

A bunch of us are going to the

Green Man to let off a little steam.

Thanks, but I have a few things I

need to check over.

I spoke to Lieutenant Carter.

She asked if you were coming.

She did?

I guess one beer wouldn't hurt.

So... Is it true your father owns

a rail road?

No. He owns two.

So tell us, darlin', what's a rich

bird like you doing in A.R.E.S.?

I don't think that's any of your

business, Corporal.

Why don't you let the Lieutenant

tell me what is and isn't my business

...Captain?

Hey, it's okay. My father viewed me

as his property.

To be what he wanted. To marry whom

he wanted. I saw it differently.

And I'm glad you did. Just the sight

of you brightens my day.

Atten-hut!

It's Roosevelt!

Please, at ease folks... Sit...

Enjoy yourselves.

Tonight I'm not the Secretary of w*r.

I'm just an old soldier named Teddy

who could use a drink with friends.

May I join you?

Of course, Sir. I'll get us

another round.

Thank you, Captain, but I'll pass.

Told Tessa and the girls that

I'd be home early.

My best to the family, Abe.

Thank you, sir.

This business in Europe is no good.

The Balkans are about to go to hell.

Countries mobilizing against

each other

unless we are united,

mankind is done for.

Humanity will rise to the occasion.

You think so?

It is my hope, and my prayer. If it

is our destiny, only God knows.

Wisely said, sir.

Tell me, O'Brien, does it bother you

to serve under an Englishman?

I'm an Ulsterman from the north.

My loyalties are to the Crown.

Oh really? I heard your brother

was I.R.A.

My brother's his own man, Mr.

Secretary. As am I.

I've not seen him for three years.

Besides he's harmless. He'd walk over

ten naked women to get to a pint.

If you'll excuse me.

Of course.

Nice night.

Mind telling me what kind of mood

he's in.

Here you go, boyos.

With this, we can blow all

Downing Street to hell.

You sh**t me, brother, and there'll

be hell to pay with Ma.

If it ain't the hero

of A.R.E.S.

Get out the whiskey, Liam.

To me baby brother, who will help us

hijack enough heat rays tonight

to blast the bloody English out of

Ireland, once and for all.

Slainte mhaith!

Maybe we can even get our mitts

on one of them new battle tripods.

Okay, bucko. When and where?

Look, Sean, there's been a

complication.

Don't be playing with your older

brother now, Paddy.

We've been called up for w*r games.

The whole base is on alert.

When then? Tomorrow? The day after?

I... I'll let you know.

Look... I have to get back.

You're not going yellow on

us now, are ya, Paddy?

Shut yer gob, O'Rourke. My brother's

no coward.

I just need time.

Europe's about to explode

and take England with it.

We either make our move when it

does, or we'll never be free.

I know that.

Know this too, boyo.

You took the oath.

You break it, brother or no,

I'll k*ll you dead.

To the crew of the Goliath.

The best of the best.

I'd rather drink piss than

drink to them.

What did he say?

Excuse me. Did you just

say something?

He is drunk. Ignore him.

I said, I'd rather drink piss

than drink to them.

Simulations and games mean

nothing.

And don't think that farting match

with Spain and Cuba was a w*r

if Germany was involved we would

have ended it in a week.

Everyone knows that the Germans are

the best soldiers in the world.

And after we kick Europe's ass, we'll

come for you in America... Teddy.

I said, we'll come for you!

Well then, why don't we

start... Now!

Haha, now we're talking!

I say, how was that bit of

simulation, old boy?

Today, at 11am in Sarajevo...

Archduke Franz Ferdinand was assassinated.

What does this mean?

There will be w*r.

When you return to A.R.E.S., you will

find cables from your homelands

recalling you to service

in your national armies.

This cannot be.

What about the Martians?

They will just have fewer

of us to k*ll.

What can we do?

It is our duty.

We must leave.

No.

What did you say?

I said... No!

We're not just French, or German or

Japanese we are A.R.E.S.

We are human.

I have seen what the

Martians will do.

They will m*rder our brothers...

Our wives... Our children...

and if you are lucky enough to

survive

you will spend the rest of your

miserable lives

running like hunted animals.

Always knowing that because of your

cowardice, in this moment

everything you loved was dead.

We will be traitors

to our homeland.

It is they who are the traitors.

Those pompous arrogant fools

who call you to their w*r.

They say they fight

for their honor

when it is only for their greed

and their vanity

We must remain together...

We must fight as one.

I ask you... I beg you...

Who will fight with me?

Who will live and die my brother?

I will... Deutschland can kiss my ass.

As will I.

A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.! A.R.E.S.!

It had to be you.

Just checking on a few things.

For what? The tenth time?

Seventh, but who's counting?

It'll be fine.

I know...

No, you don't, but you should.

You were the best Captain

in training.

Training is not reality.

When my parents were k*lled...

I froze.

You were 10 years old...

Right... Um... If you

don't mind...

Sure.

Oh um...

That guy tonight...

The one who spoke and kept

all of A.R.E.S. from running home

That man... He wouldn't

freeze in battle.

Tripods are loaded and secure

General. All gangways retracted.

Open the canopy.

Release ties.

Seventy knots. North northeast.

Steady as she goes.

Captain Sakai, your red forces will

mass 20 miles north of Ellenville.

Captain Wells, your blues will be

20 miles to the south.

Your goal is simple.

Destroy the force facing you.

All heat rays will be set on only

enough power to mark your enemy.

This won't be w*r, but it is as

close as we can get.

Looks like there's a river about

12 miles east.

We'll spread the team a mile

wide and wait.

When they hit the middle of the

river, we'll open up.

I know Captain Sakai.

The man is a samurai.

He will att*ck full force

in the center of our line.

Scouts one through five... I want

you a thousand yards to point.

Scouts six and seven, right.

Eight through ten, left.

No one gets on our flanks

without us knowing.

If you see the enemy, you are to

report back. Do not engage.

I repeat. Do not engage.

I want them coming to us.

Not digging in.

The storm is distorting all

communications between the Leviathan

and the blue and red teams.

I don't like it.

Get me Professor Tesla.

Sorry, sir. The storm.

I don't like it at all.

Alright, men. We wait.

If Shah is right, Sakai should be

arriving in 20 minutes.

There's something wrong

here, Captain.

Sakai must have forgotten

to lower his power levels.

That wasn't Sakai.

Martians!

Hendrix... Hendrix!

Hendrix is dead!

What the hell's going on

out there?

Sir... Captain... Your orders!

Incoming!

Captain Wells!

Eric, move!

Get a message to the Leviathan

that we are under att*ck.

Blue team, this is not a drill.

Full power to heat rays.

Replace paint with live

armaments and fire at will.

Ready when you are, Eric.

Let's blow these monsters

to hell.

DeSalvo! Get out!

Come on, boys, pour it on!

Engaging!

Keep f*ring!

Yes, sir.

I got him, I got him!

De Wolf! Hold the line!

Jennifer! On your right!

Jennifer, fire up that heat ray!

Now!

Twenty degrees right. Distance five

hundred yards. Elevation ninety feet.

Damn you, die!

Good sh**ting, Lieutenant.

Maintain fire!

Yes, sir.

My God!

Duncan is down!

Where's Sakai?

Captain. It's red team!

Red team, fire at will.

Let's finish this.

Yes, sir.

Ready when you are, Eric.

Ready when you are.

They're entering our atmosphere.

The invasion has begun Captain.

Congratulations on your

victory, Captain.

We have 57 dead 17 injured.

We lost six Scouts, four Spartans,

six Achilles.

You'll excuse me, sir, if I

don't think of it as a victory.

Was the enemy destroyed?

Yes, sir.

Then it was a victory, Captain.

The aliens are bigger, stronger

and faster than they were.

It's not supposed to be easy.

Why didn't they land in force?

It was a probe to test

our capabilities.

Now they know what they

are fighting.

Sir, we've just gotten word of

landings throughout Europe and Asia,

but the Martians seem to be

concentrating their forces

in North America.

Where?

Montreal, New Orleans.

The largest is in New Mexico.

Our bases in Europe and

Asia will respond.

Take us back to A.R.E.S.

I want a full mobilization.

All leaves are cancelled. All troops

are to report to their units.

Strike forces will be armed,

outfitted and ready to leave

in three hours.

Gentlemen, I believe their little

European w*r has just been cancelled.

Are we ready, sir?

We better be.

Me thinks your brother has

turned, Sean.

He'll be here.

What'd I tell you?

Where are they?

The Martians are back.

I didn't ask you about the Martians,

brother. I asked about the heat rays.

We're at w*r, Sean.

Yeah. With the English.

I have no weapons for you.

You're some kinda piss, Paddy!

Don't you get it, bucko?

We'd all rather be dead at the

hands of The Martians

than live under English tyranny.

You've betrayed us.

I betrayed nobody. Sean, this is

bigger than just Ireland.

Goodbye, Sean.

Tell Ma I loved her.

Go, on, sh**t the bloody traitor!

Damn, if you're going to be

a woman about it...

Put him in the truck.

Patrick! You're dead to me.

Get those stormcrows in the air now!

I want 24 hour air cover! Let's go!

I want the battlecruisers Repulse

and Bismarck to support New Orleans.

I want the Atlas rolling at flank

speed to Montreal with the Agamemnon.

The Minotaur will follow us.

Anything we can do?

We'll be in New Mexico at dawn.

Until then, you can rest

and you can pray.

I never thought this day would come.

I thought the bacteria

would keep us safe.

Well, looks like the ugly buggers

developed an immunity.

Godspeed men, and give 'em hell.

Are we fit for battle?

Would I be coming down now

if we weren't, sir?

No, of course you wouldn't. Please

accept my apology.

Why don't you hate the British?

From what I hear, your people were

living in palaces

when the Brits were in caves.

Now you're a colony.

They own your asses

and treat you like you

were savages.

As Shakespeare said, 'There is no

darkness but ignorance.'

Shakespeare... Where'd you

learn that?

Oxford.

How did a 'wog', no offense,

get to Oxford?

I used to be a prince. My family

disowned me for joining A.R.E.S.

I know how that feels.

My brother...

Wanted you to steal weapons for the

Fenians to use against the British.

You knew?

I saw you leave the bar the other

night and guessed the rest.

You didn't report me?

No. I trusted you.

Then I checked the inventory to see

if any weapons were missing.

You did the right thing, Patrick.

Coffee?

Thanks. What are you smiling about?

Tomorrow.

You actually look forward

to battle?

A four hundred knot dive out of the

sun... g*ns blazing at the enemy...

For me it is better than schnapps!

I think you're a little

crazy, Manfred.

I think I have to be.

I wish I were more like you, my

friend.

We are not so different. Except I

carry only my own life in my plane.

You... You carry the lives of

your crew.

Get some sleep.

Tomorrow we find our destiny, ya?

General, we have contact.

Nine Martian aircraft bearing sixty

degrees north by northwest.

Hundred and twenty five miles out

and closing.

Battle stations.

Launch all fighters.

Stormcrows, head 26 degrees

north northwest.

We must protect the Leviathan.

Nothing gets through us.

Remember, your heat rays will need a

three minute recharge after f*ring, so

rely on your rockets and

machine g*ns.

Good hunting.

Valkyries, on me!

Stormcrows! Maintain formation.

Here they come!

Break! Break!

Where is he?

I can't see him!

Got him!

Bank hard left.

There are too many!

Where the hell is Richthofen?

I'm hit! I'm hit!

They are heading for

the Leviathan.

Targeting. Bearing 33 degrees.

Richthofen!

Leaving the dance early, ya?

It's just you and me, Fraulein.

Come on, come on... Charge!

Report.

We lost three valkyries and seven

stormcrows.

Seven Martian craft are confirmed

down.

The last two broke off their

att*ck and ran home.

They are faster than we are.

But we turn quicker.

Sir, just gotten word of 15 tripods

supported by a dozen Martian wings

driving towards Albuquerque.

Move to intercept. I want Scouts

dropped down behind them

to monitor their approach.

You can grieve for your dead later.

We'll need you in the air.

Gentlemen, we will place our heaviest

tripods in a line...

Below that low ridge.

The rest will deploy with all ground

troops and the militia here

on both sides of the canyon.

The Leviathan will take up stations

in the clouds above us.

With any luck, we will catch the

invaders in a k*lling box.

Someone put that fire out!

Get him out of there!

General... There weren't fifteen.

There were only twelve.

Those three tripods are somewhere.

If they outflank us...

Take the Beowulf and three Scouts.

Find them.

Yes, sir.

And get this man to a doctor.

Let's look sharp. They must

be close.

I think dividing our forces

was a dumb idea.

I don't remember anybody caring

what you thought, O'Brien.

Those creatures could be anywhere.

Sir, it's a trap!

Scouts! Pull back!

Goliath! Beowulf! Fire at will!

Locked on target.

Abe, let them have it!

Yes, sir!

Take evasive action, Beowulf!

No!

Fire all weapons. Give them

everything we've got.

Where are the others?

These creatures always move

in threes.

We're losing hydraulics!

Brace for impact!

I need that heat ray!

w*apon systems report!

The heat ray's gone to hell.

We're blind.

I've got no power here, Captain.

Abe! Status report.

I've got no movement

and no sh*t.

Maybe we'll get lucky...

That thing is on the move.

Abe, can you sight on him?

I've got a sh*t.

Take it!

You got him!

All dead, Captain.

They were good men.

It's just a scratch. I'm okay.

We've got to move out.

We should bury the Beowulf's

crew.

There is no time.

If we stay with the Goliath, we'll

have a better chance of being found.

Our mission is to find those

remaining tripods.

That is what I intend to do.

On foot? No thanks. I didn't join

A.R.E.S. to be in the bloody infantry.

You either follow orders...

Or what?

You're going to sh**t me?

Yes.

I think it's dead.

Yeah. I just like to see 'em

bleed!

If there are anymore around,

they'll hear you.

Thank you.

Your squad saved us.

Ain't no more squad... Except me.

Hope your sorry asses were

worth it.

Where are you going?

To k*ll me some more tripods.

You know where they are?

Hell, I know where them

bastards live.

After they burnt out Espanola

and blowed up my wife...

I joined that militia...

They thought they got my Lucy, oh

no no no, I fooled 'em good.

Er... How'd you do that?

Huh...? I found a piece of her.

See?

You see what's leading us...

The man's out of his bleeding mind.

He's keeping his dead wife's

finger around his neck.

You ever in love, O'Brien?

Dozens of times.

Anyone ever tell you,

you don't know sh*t?

What'd I say?

Abe wasn't talking about lust.

He was talking about love.

What's the difference?

It's the other tripod. Looks like it's

guarding some sort of power plant.

You thinking of storming

the castle, Captain...

With one heat ray

and a pea sh**t?

They're here for a reason.

We need to get inside.

Are you nuts... Sir?

How the hell are we going

to do that?

My guess is you're gonna be

needing a distraction.

We'll find another way.

Lucy and me both know there is

no other way.

What's that?

Lucy says it was good meeting you.

Even if you are a damn limey.

Now what?

We wait... For his signal.

The emergency transponder.

The Martians seem to know when

we're coming.

I'm changing the frequency. Hopefully

they won't be monitoring them.

And hopefully the

Leviathan will.

Okay you slimy sons-of-b*tches,

here I come!

Let's go.

That's one crazy cowboy.

I'm comin' home, honey.

I'm comin' home.

Strange place...

Tell me about it.

Shah. You, Jennifer and Abe

follow that thing

see if you can help that woman.

You have the satchel charge?

That I do.

Take care of yourself.

You too.

You two have something going?

It's none of your business.

Just trying to make conversation.

Monsters.

Let's get them out of the

cages first.

You pitch. I'll catch.

What the hell is that?

No idea but it can't be good.

Just great. We built our power plants

based on their technologies

now they move right in and make

anything they want.

One satchel charge in this place

is not gonna mean much.

It will if it blows in their

control room.

Hurry.

Those things smell like a pub

toilet on a Sunday morning.

They probably say the same about us.

C'mon.

We're here.

Cap... I just... I mean...

I know I...

I'm sorry about being such an ass.

You're an Irishman... You can't

help yourself.

Just kidding.

I didn't know the English

had a sense of humor.

By the way... I think the Irish

should have self-rule.

Why didn't you ever tell me?

You never asked.

If I can get close enough, I can

lob the satchel inside.

It's too open. You'll be seen.

It's oil...

And that's propane.

Set the charge here with a

five minute fuse.

Done... Five it is.

Let's go find the others.

I can't.

Don't look down.

Just watch my eyes.

Honey, I haven't dropped anybody yet.

I'll count to three.

One, two...

Abe! Behind you!

Hey! Tall, dark and ugly.

Jennifer!

It's not charged.

I'll be right back.

Are you okay?

Come on, honey, I got you.

You can jump now. C'mon.

Hold tight, darlin'.

Get out of here! The whole place

is gonna blow.

Come on now. Up here.

Go!

Get them out... Now.

I'll cover you.

That's an order.

Come and get it.

Hot damn, kid, you did it!

Kid?

I mean you did it... sir.

Oh now we're well and truly cooked.

It's an honor to die with you, sir.

Set a course for New York.

Maximum speed.

Yes, sir.

Sir, you wanted to see me.

Your team performed remarkably well

against incredible odds.

I congratulate you. There will be

the appropriate medals.

Thank you, sir. I heard the

battle for Albuquerque went well.

We lost 40 percent of our men,

30 percent of our aircraft,

and half of our tripods.

Whenever someone asks me if I

believe in heaven and hell...

I tell them, I don't know about heaven,

but on hell I'm an expert.

How's your crew?

Bruised and battered.

A few days R&R and they and the

Goliath will be fine.

I wish I could give it to you.

But... We won, sir.

Montreal, New Orleans, New Mexico

were distractions.

Feints to lure the majority of our

forces out of New York.

They've surrounded Manhattan.

We've won nothing.

Prepare your crew, Captain. We will

meet our enemy in 15 hours.

Dismissed.

When I get back to New York, I'm

going to drink five beers

and make love with three women.

No make that... Ah... Three beers and

five women.

Me? I just want to hold my girls.

How go the repairs?

Fine. A few days and the Goliath will

be as good as new.

You've got 15 hours.

They hit New York.

Sir?

I'm sorry.

My girls...

Got a minute, Captain?

Sure.

You saved us all today.

I was just putting one foot in

front of the other.

I got lucky.

Luck had nothing to do with it.

You must be worried about

your family.

I am. Um. My father and I, we're

not very close but...

I'm sure he would have been

very proud of you today.

Thanks.

Look... I've been thinking...

This is not easy.

Sometimes it's just best to say it.

Okay... Here goes.

All this... It makes me realize

what's important.

It separates the things you really

want,

from the things you only think

you want.

And?

I really want you.

What?

You heard me.

You hear something?

Nope. Not a thing.

When will the cavalry

arrive, Colonel?

Unknown, sir. The Martians are

jamming up all radio frequencies.

All cable and telegraph lines

have been cut.

We're in the dark, Mr. Secretary.

The aliens have landed cylinders

near major cities.

The invaders staged multiple landings

around Manhattan

and Central Park itself.

We've lost all contact with A.R.E.S.

and militia forces

In the Washington Square

area, sir.

That's it then, General. Pull back

all remaining ground forces to base.

Understood, Mr. Secretary. Lieutenant,

order all troops to return to base.

It looks like we're what they wanted

all along.

The landings up north and out west

were feints to drain our strength.

k*ll the head and the body dies.

Seal up the base.

Prepare for the as*ault.

We've been breached, sir.

There's a speedboat waiting to take

you to safety.

If you hurry, you can make it.

No of fence, Colonel. But I'm in

no mood for a boat ride.

I understand, sir.

Your orders?

Die well.

Good sh**ting, sir.

Did you think I was just a

pretty face?

Talbert! Damn.

Bully! Bully!

Okay, boys. The cavalry have

arrived.

Now, let's send those alien

monsters back to hell.

All units. Fire at will.

We've retaken the base, General.

They're retreating uptown.

Excellent, Mr. Secretary.

Drive them towards us, and we'll

crush them in the middle.

Steady... Steady... Wait for it...

Now!

Yeah!

Blow 'em to hell!

C'mon, ya tossers! You're meeting

an Irishman.

One of me's worth ten of you.

C'mon, me beauty! Yah! Yah!

Got him.

Fire!

Captain Wells.

Mr. Secretary.

My god, we did it, Captain. Ha!

We b*at the bloody monsters.

We took back the city!

Victory! Victory! Victory!

General, I'm picking up a large

magnetic signature...

Seven miles south by southeast

of our current position.

Sir, there's something emerging

from the bay.

Wha... What is that?

What in heaven's name?

It isn't over.

All hands to battle stations.

A.R.E.S. base is under att*ck by

an enemy air ship.

Inform the captain of the Agamemnon

and take us up to three thousand feet.

Full power to all engines.

Deploy primary w*apon.

We are going to stop them.

If you want to draw the beast's

attention...

You must first bloody its nose.

Fire!

Hit them again.

Again!

My God... the Agamemnon.

Take us down. Four hundred feet.

Now.

Lieutenant Richthofen, your weapons will be

useless against their armor.

Get your fighters out of here.

We must get close to the enemy.

Helmsman, maintain speed.

Steady as she goes.

Courage, Lieutenant.

Brace for Impact!

Hold on, Lieutenant.

General, you've got to take the helm.

The ship's going to break up!

You must save the ship.

No... Do not let go!

I love you, father.

Dmitri...

Take us up.

Three hundred feet.

All g*ns. Fire!

The Leviathan is down.

They d*ed for us.

Jasamu akan dikenang.

My friends, today we have won the

battle, but not the w*r.

Many of our brothers and sisters

around the globe,

and we, in our humanity, are

all brothers and sisters,

are fighting and dying at

this moment.

But, I swear to you in the names of

our hallowed dead...

That we will never forget our

mission.

We will drive these monsters from

our Earth... From our home...

And one day, take the w*r

to them.

Mars! Do you hear us?

Mankind is coming, and A.R.E.S.

will lead the way.