Pack it up!
Get back into the truck, GR-13.
The mission is canceled.
GR-13!
I said it's over!
My name is Sergeant Andrew Scott.
Just a mess.
Lieutenant, could you contact Colonel Perry? We want him back in here.
You're wasting your time.
He can't hear you. - Jesus!
I've relieved Colonel Perry of his command.
This mission has been canceled.
I order you back to the cooling chamber. Now!
Orders?
I'm giving the orders from now on.
We have a mission to complete.
Any questions?
Something to drink? - Yeah, I'll have coffee - Ok, you?
Brenda?
Yes, Joe?
You want something to drink?
Soda pop.
Great.
He's not gonna make it. - Shut up! He'll hear you.
If he thinks that we failed he's gonna kill us both.
You just keep working. If he asks anything, stall him.
What's he doing?
Overloading on muscle enhancers.
He's making himself stronger. - Great! That's just what we need.
I feel like I'm back in high school again.
I can't make heads or tails out of any of this stuff.
But whatever they've done to you, it's been done on a genetic level.
"...has warned that cigarettes could be hazardous to your health."
Well, don't believe everything you read.
Hey, that was my last pack!
Are you ready to order? - Uh, yeah...
Two of your specials.
They always refer to a Dr. Gregor. Do you recognize that?
No?
Nothing?
I think I say a number somewhere. - Do you think you can help me?
It's definitely worth a shot.
What? - Why are you doing all this for me?
I'm not, alright? I'm doing it for me.
You may not realize this yet, but you are one hell of a story.
I wouldn't worry. When the truth comes out you'll probably be a hero.
Here we go. C. G. Christopher Gregor.
Alright, I'm gonna go check this out. You just stay here, okay?
Do you have a phone? - Out there.
Here's your special.
Sergeant Scott? Can I have a word with you?
I'm all ears.
Your thermal monitor.
It's registering hot.
Uh-oh. Nap time.
What are you, nuts?
Why'd you tell him that?
Quadruple his serum.
What?
I'm going inside.
When he sits down, I'll give you a signal.
You increase the pressure, and I'll engage the injection device.
No, no.
It'll look better if I go.
Is there a problem?
No, I'm just checking the injection device. - Is it broken?
It was making noise. I wanted to make an adjustment.
There's only one way to find out.
Let's see if it still works.
Dr. Haines!
Stop it!
Are you ready? It's memory clearance time!
Stop it! You're gonna kill him!
Stop it! - Help me!
Shit, a fax.
You got enough money for this?
You know, money? Cash.
Dollars. Dinero.
Hank!
We got ourselves a deadbeat back here. - What?
He can't pay.
Move it, Brenda.
Hey, punk, I've been slaving all day making that slop.
The food is good. - Fuckin A it is.
The question is, how are you going to pay for it?
I don't know. - Ain't that cute? I'm gonna bust your head, punk.
I don't want to hurt you.
You don't want to hurt Hank?
I just want to eat.
Operator. - Yeah, a local number. A Doctor Christopher Gregor.
Hey, look!
Hey, put that down you son of a bitch! I'm gonna make you bleed!
May I help you? - The Veteran's hospital address.
1087 Clinton Avenue. - Clinton? Wonderful. Thank you.
Oh, shit.
How was lunch?
I'm looking for a deserter.
He's traveling with a female P. O.W.
Beat it, asshole.
Nice necklace. I have one made out of noses.
They're in this white and yellow Buick,
with no front or rear window.
Does that refresh your memory?
GR-74,
Sergeant Scott has issued an order.
Will you obey that order? - Yes, sir.
He would like for you to hold this for 30 seconds
and then drop it.
One, two, three...
I know which way they went. You got a pencil? - Sure.
By the way, I like your belt. Can I have it?
25,
26...
Hey, where's the freezer?
Can I help you? - Yes, can we speak with Dr. Gregor?
Do you have an appointment?
Yes, yes we do.
Follow me. - Thank you.
Wait in there. - Okay, thank you.
Oh, God.
I'd kill for a cigarette right now.
You would kill someone for a cigarette?
No, it's an expression. A figure of speech.
I wouldn't actually kill someone for a cigarette.
I might hurt 'em real bad, but I don't think I'd kill 'em.
Dr. Gregor?
Yes, what is it? - There's a young couple to see you.
They say they have an appointment. - Appointment?
It's alright, Luc.
It's alright.
I saw it.
I remember home. - Is he alright?
Let's get him into the bathroom. We have to cover him with ice.
I said stand at attention!
Get up!
The whole fucking platoon's droppin' like flies!
What are you staring at?
Do you know what it's like out there?
Do you?
Well, I'm fighting this thing! It's like, kick ass
or kiss ass! And I'm busting heads!
It's the only way to win this fucking war.
And these shitheads,
these yellow traitoring motherfuckers,
they're everywhere.
And I,
Sergeant Andrew Scott of the US-Army,
I'm going to teach them all.
Hey, freeze!
Drop your weapons!
See?
They're everywhere.
How could you, a doctor, be a party to this?
I've asked myself that for years.
Tell me how it worked.
By hyper-accelerating the bodies, we discovered that
we could turn dead flesh into living tissue.
But to make it work, the bodies ran at dangerously high temperatures
and always needed to be cooled,
the brain sedated, controlled. Otherwise,
they would eventually stroke. - What are you saying?
Excuse me.
...Officials believe Colonel Perry was killed early this morning.
Authorities are still looking for Veronica Roberts,
believed to be linked to the two deaths.
They've set you up.
...a robbery at Hayes Supermarket. The leader was taped...
Regressive traumatic recall.
What? - Trauma inflicted at the time of death.
In Luc's case, he wanted to go home.
When he awoke as a UniSol, he returned to that emotion.
But as for Scott, he thinks he's still in Vietnam fighting the insurgents.
He doesn't realize he's alive. - He's not.
He's dead.
Just like me.
Now boarding, the Los Angeles express.
This is insane.
You heard the doctor. You need medical help.
I think you should turn yourself in and begin treatment again. - And then?
Then we expose everything. Dr. Gregor will help us.
I just want to go home.
There's a chance you won't make it. - I am already dead.
No, you're not, goddamn it! You are not dead, alright?
You're alive. And that is precious. You don't just throw that away.
A bus ticket? What... - To Los Angeles.
What is this for?
You're safe now. He's only coming after me.
You're making a big mistake here.
You've got your story, that's what you wanted. - You think...
You should have left me while you had a chance.
What? Miss all the fun?
Oh shit!
We're gonna take 'em over to County. Should get there just after lunch.
Oh shit!
Get rid of him.
Oh shit!
Got you now, boy.
Jesus Christ, he's coming right for us!
Hey, driver,
get us out of here!
Holy shit!
Excuse me,
you should check on your driver. He don't look too hot.
What do we do now? - Stop the bus.
That's a great idea. What a concept!
What are you doing now?
What the hell?
Is it working?
Oh, God! - Do you want to play catch?
Oh shit!
Oh God, I can't find it! Here.
Are we having fun yet?
Oh, my God!
You jump.
What about stopping the bus? I liked that idea.
You jump! - Not without you.
We jump together. - Okay.
Oh shit!
Go!
Hit him! Hit him hard!
Get up, soldier!
Get up!
No!
Freeze! Now!
Hold it right there!
Turn around! On your knees, now!
Hands over your heads!
Hands over your head!
I have three brothers. Come on.
Let's go.
Key... Come on, get up!
Money. Got it. Here.
Thank you. Come on, let's go.
In the car.
I'll drive.
Go on, get in the car. Hurry up!
I'm gonna take you home.
Buckle up.
John, somebody's in the driveway.
Bonjour.
Mrs. Devreux?
Luc!
This is impossible...
John, come here!
Oh, Luc, my son!
Wait a minute. What do you mean Charles isn't there? Where is he?
I don't care what you've heard. It's not true.
Yeah, I'll meet them there.
I have to go. A news van is gonna meet me at the sheriff's station.
They still don't believe me, but I think we can change their minds.
Are you okay?
So many things are missing. So many things I remember.
So many things I can't.
Luc,
it has been 25 years.
Such a long time, 25 years.
I'll never get those years back.
Look at it this way,
you look great for a 50-year-old.
Care for a cup, Miss Roberts?
No, I better get going. They'll be waiting for me.
Be careful. It's turning into a downpour.
Goodbye. - Thank you. - You're welcome.
You gonna be alright?
In time.
You know something?
I haven't smoked a cigarette in almost two days.
Maybe I'll quit.
I'll see ya.
Where's the key?
Come on...
Shit!
Looking for something?
Ma?
Ma, are you there?
Devreux!
Devreux, can you hear me? Nice farm.
Exactly like you described it back in 'Nam.
You should come out and join our little family reunion.
What are you waiting for, farm boy? Are you deaf?
Get your ass out here!
We have some unfinished business, you and me!
Wow, she really has beautiful ears!
Sarge, you want me? I'm here.
Let the girl go. - I give the orders here, soldier!
You're gonna have to learn that.
She's a fuckin' gook traitor.
I gave you an order to kill her. Now you have to fulfill that order.
Scott,
the war...
...is over.
Not for me.
Not for her.
Not for you.
You can't run from this war, soldier.
Not under my command.
You've grown weak.
You should have...
...taken your medication.
Come on, get up and fight!
Now I'm gonna teach you about the chain of command!
When I say, "jump,"
you say, "how high?" Got it?
Got it? Why can't you get it into your fucking head?
I gave you an order, soldier.
Now let me see you waste that gook traitor.
Now where are we gonna shoot her? In the stomach?
No. In the chest?
No.
I think we should shoot her
in the head!
Ready.
Fire!
It's empty.
Luc!
Oh God, help!
Come on!
Luc!
Run!
Well, that's the spirit, soldier!
I mean, this is a serious matter, Private.
I can't believe you got your poor folks involved, too.
I got a little secret for you, boy. You're up for court martial!
You ready? - Give me your best shot.
I'm awfully sorry, but you're all sentenced to death.
Say good night, asshole.
Good night, asshole.
Well, you're dead, soldier.
No, I'm alive.
You're discharged, Sarge.
You okay? Dad? Mom?
Don't worry about us.
Let me help you.
Are you okay?
I have a little bit of a headache, but...
Where is he?
Around.
How do you feel?
Like a 50-year-old.