ESTRIN: Can someone tell me what those things are?
MACER: I don't know, but that's swarm intelligence they're displaying.
Form assumption...
They're Hunter Worms.
Something like them anyhow.
But how they can sense where we are, though, that's not usually in their repertoire.
Their organs.
They can detect the very changes in the air.
Magnetic disturbances, radio waves, EMPs. Everything that you carry.
You call them Hunter Worms, we call them Lekgolo.
We've learned not to bring technology to this place.
They don't respond to it well.
The-these people don't know how to react, brother.
So reliant on their technology,
they wouldn't even know what to do without it, would they?
Maybe that'll be the thing that kills you.
My ankle is broken.
We got a problem.
None of these units have an ex-orbital comm.
And with that Condor down at the bottom of the canyon
we've got no way of calling for an extraction.
As of this moment, none of us are getting off this stone.
And in five hours and change that sun is coming up.
We're all gonna be dust.
That's not true.
There's still the tug.
It's a two-seater.
And there are nine of us.
You sure there's no way to get comm out?
Only ex-orbital would be on that Condor.
And even if we were able to get a signal out,
three hours would be nowhere near enough to get a rescue ship here.
This is it then.
This rock.
Us.
And what we can do about it.
Some of us aren't going to survive the night.
That's a given.
Doesn't mean we can't get the mission done beforehand, though.
That Havok survived the fall.
They're built to withstand far worse.
We got them.
Now we go down to the Condor,
get that nuke, and we destroy the deposits.
Make sure what happened back there on Sedra never happens again.
Two hours down, two hours to the tug.
And when we get to the tug...
How do we decide who takes it?
Lifeboat rules.
I remember my childhood on the north coast of England.
People used to tell stories of the Royal Navy.
Second millennium. Shipwrecked sailors stuck out in sea in lifeboats.
The rule was you stick together.
No fighting over food,
water.
It was only at the end, when there's no other choice,
they had to make the hard decisions of who'd live and who'd die.
Doing so beforehand would undermine the very collaboration
that was required to keep them alive long enough to be rescued in the first place.
How'd they make the hard decisions?
They drew straws.
I hope to hell it didn't fall the whole way down.
LOCKE: Only one way to find out.
Suggest your men dump the armor.
Without the hydraulics of the air-con, it's just dead weight.
Slow you down. Cook you in the process.
LOCKE: Agreed, we'll just keep the oxygen.
We can go without it for a while, but
we'll deficit pretty quickly in this atmosphere.
Sooner or later all of us are gonna have to power up the last three air units.
[Air units powering up]
As of this moment,
we're 100% analog.
Show our friend here there's more to a soldier
than just his armor.
RAMOS: Are we really doing this?
Going down when our only way out is up?
If anyone can pull a rabbit out of his hat,
it's Locke.
HORRIGAN: Guy's out of his mind.
We're not drawing straws.
LOCKE: You got a better way?
Probably, put the screws on these guys.
Get the intel we need, then dump 'em.
'Cause we're going nowhere with that one.
We cut 'em lose, they know this land. They'll be to the tug before we know it.
Then maybe that only leaves putting 'em down.
I'll remind you, Lieutenant, I'm the one making the decisions around here.
We're not making any decisions like that.
Well, I got news for you.
All due respect to Wisner and the glorified bus driver there, but
your team is dead and you got no ship.
You're just one of the rest of us now.
Horrigan.
Yes, sir.
Spoke out of turn.
No, Lieutenant.
Seems to me like you've still got something to say. Say it.
Enlighten us.
You said it before.
We're all just a bunch of soldiers.
And as soldiers we realize that soldiering ain't pretty.
Now, if it's really all about the mission, like you say it is,
then we need to think about the mission,
and we can't get it done lugging them around.
You could put us both down.
But I'm curious to see who you think will fly the ship.
Nobody's putting anybody down.
We don't panic like that.
It's not an option.
AIKEN: Silence.
They say it's a soldier's greatest ally.
Grants him the element of surprise.
Lays bare all of his enemy's movement.
But I learned long ago that was a lie.
Because silence allows a soldier
to think.
Gives him time to be scared.
And a scared soldier starts making choices.
Choices to make the fear go away.
Choices
that ruin everything.
How much deeper?
Why should I help you?
Because we're the ones with the guns.
You've never heard of my planet, have you?
Aleria.
A 100-year drought has killed half the population.
Made us desperate for food.
So desperate they'd send their sons and fathers to a hell-world like this to make money.
You destroy those deposits,
you destroy one of the only sources of income my people have.
You got no problem trafficking in the blood of others, I take it.
Funny coming from ONI.
I'll tell you what.
No politics.
Not tonight.
Just a bunch of people with a common goal of surviving.
We are gonna find that craft.
We are gonna detonate that nuke if it's still viable,
and we are gonna destroy those deposits.
You are powerless to stop that.
But you can facilitate getting it done faster.
Giving at least some of us a chance of getting out of here alive.
Maybe even you.
I'll not make it out of here tonight.
Your friend there will see to that.
I give you my word.
You help us find that craft,
You get a fair draw at those straws.
Don't act like you're not a gambler.
The fact that you come to this place, under these circumstances,
tells me you're exactly that.
There are the switchbacks.
Down there to the left.
That's a dangerous game you're playing.
Impossible.
Plants, water.
What the hell is this?
Must not be carbon-based life.
RAMOS: Could be a million things.
Halo ring? I don't put anything past it.
We're losing momentum.
We need to oxygenate or people start dropping.
We don't need your air.
We wouldn't come to a place whose very atmosphere tells us we're unwelcome.
ARRIS: Haisal, enough.
Alright, gonna fire up all three air systems simultaneously.
Everyone saturates, we shut 'em down as quickly as possible.
You're telling the worms where you are.
Thirty seconds. We move as soon as we're done.
[Air rushing]
[Breathing deeply]
[Hunter worms snarling]
Power down.
Let's go.
Let's move.
[Hunter worms snarling]
[Haisal grunts]
Shit!
The oxygen pack.
Got it?
I got it.
LOCKE: We're down two.
Wisner?
[Screaming]
Ramos, Ramos! Go, go!
[Hunter worms snarling]
Find cover!
[Grunts]
Someone's gotta help him!
Stay on mission, Macer!
Macer!
[Hunter worms snarling]
[Whispering] Go, go!
[Beeps]
[Hunter worms screeching]
LOCKE: Go, go, go!
Oh my God, I'm gonna kill them.
I'm gonna kill them with the Halo ring.