- Keep the pressure on.
James, just stay with us. James.
James, don't. Don't, James, please.
James. Stay with me, James.
Stay with me. I need you, James.
James, look at me.
I've lost power.
Just stay with us, James.
What's happening?
Fuel starvation in both engines.
- The plane's going down.
I told you it wasn't ready.
If we'd stayed on the ground, we'd all be dead.
We're all dead anyway.
There's a... there's a landing strip
30 miles inside Sierra Leone.
Forget it.
We're going down now.
Woman: James.
James, look at me.
No. No.
Oh God.
James, James, please don't leave me.
Get out of the way.
No. No.
You stupid...
This is it.
Help.
Swim over here.
Reach for my hand.
Grab my hand.
Wait! Shit.
No! No! No!
Malana.
Okay.
Come on.
I don't understand.
You're American?
I'm American, yeah.
- Are you bitten? - No, I'm okay.
Up.
What?
Up.
Get in.
You drive. I push.
Do you know if there's a better road?
At this rate we're gonna break an axle.
There are roadblocks along all the main roads.
They are scared.
They have killed many.
My orders are to be with them, but I must find my son.
Look,
thanks for your help back there.
For a moment I thought you were gonna kill me.
And I thought you would leave like the rest of your people.
They have all left...
doctors, aid workers, missionaries.
I don't understand the white man.
Your soldiers come with guns to fight us
and your doctors come with medicine to save us.
Look,
I'm an engineer, a mechanic.
I fix things... machines,
whatever needs fixing. That's it.
An American mercenary.
I'm just trying to survive.
You know if there's an airport around here somewhere
where you can fly out from?
There's no airport here,
not since your bombs destroyed it.
Just a small airbase.
But I think all the planes are gone.
You're not the only person who wants to leave, my friend.
How far away is it?
Because if there's something there,
maybe I can fix it
and we can... we can fly out of here.
I will take you there on the condition you give me this car.
It's not possible to survive on foot.
The dead are everywhere.
You take me there...
you get this car.
This way.
Why are you still here?
I thought all your people had left when it started.
I was on the last plane out,
but we came under attack.
Couldn't hold them off any longer.
Couldn't get the plane ready in time.
They just took off.
The fuel lines were still attached.
I barely managed to get onboard myself.
People were running alongside the plane, begging to get on.
We just left them there to die.
It was all for nothing.
The plane crashed off the coast.
And...
I'm the only one left.
What about you?
What are you doing here?
Our orders are to be at the roadblocks,
to stop the spread by shooting the infected.
But I left to find my son.
He's all I have now.
And if they find me, they'll kill me.
Where's your son?
My village was attacked.
He was among the survivors.
I think they've been taken to the military base in the north.
I'll find him there.
Hey! Hey!
Hey hey!
Hey!
How far is it?
Can we make it on foot?
With God's blessing,
I think it's possible.
Hello.
Is anyone receiving? Over.
This is flight engineer
Lieutenant Brian Murphy,
sole survivor of military evacuation flight
Lima November 2-6-0.
Does anyone read me? Over.
I'm stranded in hostile territory,
under constant attack,
without any food or water.
I need help.
Can anyone hear me? Over.
If anyone can hear this,
my coordinates are
20º west...
Never mind.
I have to keep moving.
Over.
It's useless. There's nothing here we can use.
I found fuel.
The place I go... it's a military base.
It might have an airplane.
It's a long journey for me alone.
Maybe it's not possible.
But with some help... maybe.