(SMASH)
(CHAOS, LEAVES CRUNCHING, GUN BATTLE SOUNDS)
MIC: We gotta move. Stay with him, he's your life line!
MIC: Follow me. (MUTTERING, BREATHING) Stay with me guys!
MIC: Incoming! This way. (GUNSHOTS) Follow me, follow me!
TANK: Recover north! On our way!
MIC: Stay with me guys! (GUNSHOTS) Ahh! Ah!
MIC: There's something down there, I tripped over something. Check it out!
MIC: Check around, there must be something with that pipe.
Incoming! Get them down, get them down!
MIC: Right around where I was. (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
MIC: It's coming, it's coming fast.
(GUNFIRE) Perimeter, people! Give me a perimeter!
(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
- BIG GUY: It's some kind of tunnel. - MIC: Tank, come here.
(GUNFIRE, YELLING)
(GASP)
MIC: Incoming! (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
TANK: Let's get down this hole. Hook me up, Big Guy.
(EXPLOSION)
Down you go. All right.
(GUNSHOTS, OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
(EXPLOSIONS, GUNSHOTS, YELLING)
(GUNSHOTS, OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
MIC: Stay Down! (GUN BATTLE)
(EXPLOSIONS)
(GUNSHOT)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(LOUD BANGING, HATCH DOOR CREAKING)
(CREAKING)
(LOUD BANGING)
(CREAKING)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(LOUD CREAKING SOUND, DIRT FALLING)
(LOUD BANG)
(DISTANT ROAR)
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(DISTANT ROAR, BREATHING)
(BREATHING)
(CREAKING)
(LOUD BANGING, CREAKING)
(LOUD BANGING)
(LOUD BANG, DOOR CREAKING)
(LOUD BANG, DOOR RATTLING)
(BEEPING)
(LOUD BANG, DIRT FALLING)
(GURGLING)
(SLITHERING)
What the fuck?
(ROAR)
(GROWL)
(EXPLOSIONS)
GENERAL X: At 0300, I received a Code 455.
This was one of two of the last remaining,
non-infected, virus free women on the planet.
At 0200, her life ended.
A victim of the OVT virus.
This...
is the last non-infected,
virus free, fertile woman alive.
She is your Package.
This female is to be shipped off planet immediately.
At 1700 tonight, along with the Package,
you will board the Oklahoma.
At 1800 you will be cryoslept
for a seven month travel.
Your 10-TSA destination...
Earth Two.
The rumors are true.
We have been preparing a planet for inhabitation.
Four years' projected completion.
The Oklahoma will land adjacent to a heavily wooded area.
You will secure the Package off the ship.
Walk the Package 200 feet to a transport.
Secure the Package on the transport.
Our nation has asked for the best unit.
A unit that has never lost a single Package.
You are that unit.
Let me be crystal,
should a situation arise.
Her pain, strain, cries or demands
are of no significance.
Not to me, not to you.
This Package gets delivered.
(WHISPERING) Thank you, Tank.
(ALIEN NOISES)
(SIGH) Oh, fuck.
(ALIEN CHIRPING)
(CHIRPING)
(ROAR) MIC: Ahhhh!
(ROARING CONTINUES)
What the fuck is that?
How you wanna play this, chief?
(CLICK, BEEPS)
(BEEPING)
SNIPER: Get down!
Down!
(BEEPING)
(EXPLOSION)
TANK: Doc.
TANK: Doc!
(BREATH) Oh..
TANK: Snoop!
SNOOP: Oh, Jesus.
Snoop, go get the Doc.
Yeah.
- SNIPER: Did we stop it? - TANK: Just be still, man.
SNOOP: Doc, we need you. Let's go.
DOC: I'm not, I'm not leaving her.
SNOOP: We're not leaving her. Come on, you come with me.
DOC: Can you move your legs or your feet?
DOC: The knife.
- DOC: Can you feel that? - SNIPER: No.
DOC: Can you feel that?
SNIPER: Feel what?
DOC: He's intact. Back's not broke.
DOC: Could wear... (DIRT FALLING)
(MUFFLED DIGGING)
- TANK: Snoop! - SNOOP: I'm on it!
SNIPER: Snoop, talk to me.
SNOOP: I'm working on it, I don't see anything yet, I'm not through.
DOC: We have to move.
SNOOP: Few more seconds.
- SNIPER: You got eyes? - SNOOP: No, not yet.
DOC: Can we at least move away from this?
SNOOP: Just give me time.
SNIPER: Come on man, this is taking too long.
DOC: I wanna get out of here. I-I wanna go, I wanna leave.
SNIPER: We definitely have company in here.
SNIPER: Ah, fuck. Okay, the order.
Protocol. Tank leads.
Then Package. Doc, go.
- DOC: I'm gonna leave, - DOC: I'm gonna get outta here. - TANK: You bring him Snoop!
- SNIPER: Go! - TANK: Move!
SNIPER: Snoop.
SNOOP: I-I'm looking I don't...
SNOOP: Give me a minute, I-I've gotta find it.
SNIPER: We don't have a fucking minute!
SNIPER: Talk to me, come on...
- SNIPER: ...keep talking to me! - SNOOP: I-I don't see anything...
SNOOP: Hol-hold on. Hold on, hold on.
- SNIPER: Can't see nothing?! - SNOOP: Let me move it around, hold on, hold on!
(FRANTIC BREATHING)
DOC: Can one of you tell me what the hell just happened up there?
DOC: I thought this planet was classified blue?
TANK: (BREATHING HEAVILY) It was blue. It was, I...
SNIPER: Gimme a minute, I-I can see this through my goggles, there's nothing...
- SNIPER: Well, stick your ear to the hole. - SNOOP: I'm...
(FRANTIC BREATHING)
(LOCK CLICKS)
SNOOP: There's nothing there. Shit.
TANK: When I say, you're gonna pull this lever.
TANK: As soon as it opens, you gotta turn this,
and you're gonna yank the door open.
TANK: As soon as it opens, you get behind it and stay back!
SNIPER: Jesus Christ.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
TANK: Now!
(HATCH DOOR CLICKS, OPENS)
SNIPER: Snoop?
(FLASHLIGHT THUD ECHOES IN TUNNEL)
(GROWLING, LOUD THUD, DIRT FALLING) SNIPER: Snoop!
(LONG ROAR)
SNOOP: Tank!
TANK: Crawl! We gotta crawl!
SNOOP: We gotta what?!
TANK: (YELLING) We have to, craw...!
DOC: How do you know those things aren't in there?
TANK: Doc...
TANK: Rifle.
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
SNOOP: Go, we gotta get outta here.
- SNIPER: Ah, ah, ugh. - SNOOP: Come on, come on.
(BREATHING)
- SNOOP: Come on, man. Hold tight. - SNIPER: Ah! Ah!
TANK: Let's go!
SNOOP: Okay, hold on.
SNOOP: Grab the gear, and get us the hell outta here.
(GRUNTS)
SNOOP: I'm gonna get up in this hole, and I'll pull you up.
SNOOP: Hold tight Snipe.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
TANK: Okay...
TANK: Rest for minute, but stay to the side and stay down.
(HEAVY BREATHING)
(HATCH DOOR CLICKS, LATCHES)
SNOOP: The door's closed.
SNOOP: Snipe.
SNOOP: (MUFFLED) Hey! The door's closed! (COUGHING)
SNOOP: (MUFFLED) Damn.
SNOOP: What the? Snipe!
SNOOP: (MUFFLED) Snipe!
(GROAN)
(GUN CLICKS) SNIPER: Oh, you ugly...
Come on. I've got you, you fu...
Come on!
Come on. I've got you ya fu... Oh, Jesus Christ.
Come on! Come on, ya motherfucker!
(GROWLING)
(EARTH MOVING)
(GUNSHOTS)
SNIPER: Come on, come on!
(GUNSHOTS, EARTH MOVING)
Come on. I got you.
(ROARS)
SNOOP: Fuck!
(MUFFLED GROWLING AND SCREAMING)
DOC: Tank...
TANK: Doc...
PACKAGE: You don't think it stopped it, do you?
PACKAGE: Tank?
TANK: Be quiet, okay?
I need to hear this thing because if I can't hear it,
I don't hear it coming. All right?
TANK: Come on.
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHING, TUNNEL CREAKING)
TANK: Okay, let's move.
(DISTANT BANGING)
(MORE DISTANT BANGING)
DOC: Anybody hear that?
(DISTANT BANGING)
TANK: Get to the side.
(DISTANT BANGING)
TANK: Doc, get your light down there.
(DISTANT BANGING)
TANK: Lean back. Back!
TANK: Doc, come here.
DOC: Why, why am I going up there?
TANK: Shh! You handle a gun?
DOC: No.
TANK: It's easy. Point. Shoot.
TANK: I need you in the front.
DOC: I lost my glasses. I can't see anything.
TANK: Don't worry about your glasses...
- DOC: I need my glasses... - TANK: Just get up here, Doc!
TANK: I need you to stay in the front, and keep your gun down the tunnel.
- DOC: When you will you be back? - TANK: Look at me!
TANK: You keep your gun down the tunnel, and you keep quiet.
TANK: If you see anything, you let me know, okay?
DOC: All right, yeah.
- TANK: Move. - PACKAGE: Tank.
TANK: Shh. Move.
- DOC: When are you, when are... - TANK: Move Doc!
TANK: Package, I need you up here. Come on move!
(Distant banging - louder)
TANK: Move!
(DISTANT BANGING)
(DISTANT HATCH DOOR CREAKING)
(distant banging - louder)
(BANG)
TANK: Package, go.
TANK: Come on, go.
TANK: Wait! Be quiet!
TANK: Snoop!
- SNOOP: Hail! Hail! - TANK: Snoop!
TANK: Where's Snipe?
SNOOP: He didn't make it.
SNOOP: What are you doing back here?
TANK: I got Doc up front.
SNOOP: Doc?
I need you up there, get your damn head in the game!
You need to get up front now!
SNOOP: Tank.
SNOOP: She's the only thing that matters now.
- TANK: Get to the side! - SNOOP: Let her through.
SNOOP: Doc I need you to do everything Tank tells you, to the tee!
SNOOP: Let me know what you see.
TANK: All right, keep close.
TANK: Come on.
TANK: Wait, wait! Hold up!
SNOOP: (WHISPERED) What do you see, Tank?
TANK: (WHISPERED) It's a room.
SNOOP: Let's go. Is it clear?
TANK: The tunnel keeps going, but...
TANK: ...but there's a room here.
TANK: It's clear, come on! Get back here!
SNOOP: Package, you follow!
SNOOP: Let's go people, we gotta move!
TANK: Can't see shit.
SNOOP: Package, Doc, opposite corners.
DOC: If we could stay here a while, it'd be good for her to rest.
She's gonna need...
SNOOP: Five minutes, then we move.
DOC: I know you're in charge.
DOC: I understand that, and agree with that.
DOC: The human body can regain almost all it needs... 30 minutes of sleep.
DOC: Thirty minutes, she's as good as new.
DOC: Without it, in about an hour we're dragging her.
SNOOP: Can't afford to make a mistake on this.
SNOOP: What ever the hell this thing is,
it's been ripping through us like paper mache.
- TANK: Snoop, she does look pretty beat. - PACKAGE: I can go.
SNOOP: Listen, you got fifteen minutes.
- SNOOP: And that's it! - DOC: Thank you.
SNOOP: Let's just hope you're thanking me if...
(ROARING, SCREECHING AND GURGLING)
PACKAGE: (SCREAMS) (ROARING, SCREECHING CONTINUES)
TANK: Get in the tunnel!
SNOOP: (SCREAMS)
SNOOP: (DISTANT) Tank...
Tank...
(GROWLING, DEVOURING SOUNDS)
SNOOP: (SCREAMS)
DOC: What was that? What was that?!
TANK: Move!
TANK: What is your problem?
PACKAGE: He's... he's not good in tight spaces.
TANK: You're not good in tight spaces?
DOC: I'm not.
TANK: You get your ass down that tunnel or I'm leaving you here!
TANK: Get the gun and move!
TANK: Get up here, get up here.
TANK: Doc, keep going.
TANK: Move!
- DOC: Maybe we should stop? - TANK: Doc, if you don't move...
(OVERLAPPING ARGUMENTS)
TANK: Let's go. Go.
- DOC: Stop! Stop! - TANK: (WHISPERS) What?
DOC: There's something up here.
TANK: (WHISPERS) Get to the side.
TANK: Shh!
TANK: Come on.
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
(DISTANT BANGING)
TANK: Do what you can, but we're not staying long.
TANK: Calm down, I'll tell you when I'm needing the bathroom.
TANK: Take these, rip 'em. Wrap her hands and her knees.
PACKAGE: (COUGHING)
TANK: I got a plan.
TANK: Doc, get that gun. I need you to cover the tunnel.
TANK: Package, you stay down.
DOC: Where are you going?
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
(SLOW BREATHING)
DOC: I don't like this.
TANK: Ok, alright.
(LOUD METAL CLANG)
TANK: (WHISPERED) Ok, come on.
TANK: Come on.
DOC: This plan is not about how we all three are getting up there, is it?
TANK: If it moves over those lights, we're gonna see it.
TANK: And maybe if I can get one shot into this thing we can kill it.
DOC: Wait, we're waiting for this thing?
DOC: Not once, not once have we been able to stop this thing.
TANK: Not once have we gotten a clean shot.
DOC: Everybody trying to kill this thing is dead.
TANK: Look, you cover that tunnel, Doc. Now I think we can kill it!
DOC: We're not waiting for this thing to come down here and eat us!
DOC: I don't like this. I'd rather run.
TANK: We got thirty feet. If I don't stop it, if I can't stop it,
we'll know in plenty of time, and you guys get in that tunnel.
PACKAGE: How are gonna get up without help?
TANK: I can climb anything. I can!
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
(TUNNEL CREAKING, METAL SCRAPE)
TANK: (GASP, SCREAMING) Go! Go! (GUNSHOTS)
TANK: (SCREAMING) You bitch! (MONSTER SCREECHING, GUNSHOTS)
(SCREAMING, GUNSHOTS) (MONSTER ROARING AND SCREECHING)
(GROWLING, GUNSHOTS)
(GUN CLICKS) - DOC: Did you stop it? - TANK: I don't know, go!
- TANK: Go! - DOC: She doesn't stand a chance with me.
DOC: Not a chance. You go.
DOC: Soon we're gonna run out of water, and it doesn't matter anyway.
TANK: (HEAVY BREATHING) All right, all right.
TANK: You got a full clip, okay?
TANK: I don't know, maybe there's a weak point.
- TANK: Okay? - DOC: I'll be fine. I'll be fine.
DOC: Go.
TANK: Package!
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(GROWLING)
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
- TANK: Move. - PACKAGE: Where is he?
TANK: Move! (TUNNEL CREAKING)
(MONSTER CHIRPING)
(GROWLING)
(HISSING)
DOC: (SCREAMS)
(SNARLING, GNASHING)
DOC: (DISTANT SCREAMING)
(GNASHING)
(GROWLING)
TANK: You need to move.
TANK: Go!
- TANK: Go! - PACKAGE: (PANTING, GROANING)
(DISTANT ROAR)
(ROAR) (TUNNEL CREAKING)
(DISTANT METAL CLANGING, GROWLING)
TANK: All right.
TANK: We gotta keep moving. Come on, come on!
(ROAR)
(FAINT WIND)
PACKAGE: (WHISPERED) Do you hear that? What is it?
(DISTANT ROAR AND GROWLING)
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
TANK: Okay.
- TANK: I want you to stay here until I say, okay? - PACKAGE: Okay.
TANK: If you hear anything, you call me, you got it?
TANK: Don't move until I say.
TANK: All right.
(LOUDER WIND SOUND)
(LIGHTER CLICKS) TANK: Come on.
(WIND WHISTLING)
TANK: Fu... God.
TANK: Please, please.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
TANK: No.
TANK: Dead end. (SIGHS)
TANK: God dammit.
TANK: Come on.
(DISTANT GROWLING)
(METAL SCRAPING)
TANK: Ok, come on! Come on!
TANK: Get up.
TANK: Get in the corner, come on.
(ROAR)
(DISTANT GROWLING)
TANK: Fuck!
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
(ROAR)
(GROWLING)
TANK: You have a choice now.
TANK: We can stay here...
And fight this thing.
I can't...
I will fight it...
As hard as I can.
(GROWLING)
TANK: Or...
I can end this for you now.
Before it gets...
Messy...
And painful.
Because it will.
(SNARLING) (METAL CREAKING)
(GROWLING)
TANK: Or...
I can take you down that tunnel.
Maybe to the end, but...
All the air was coming from that pipe.
That tunnel's dead.
(GROWLING)
(METAL CREAKING) TANK: That's all I can offer you.
A choice. A choice.
But it's yours.
(GROWLING)
PACKAGE: Tank...
PACKAGE: I don't wanna die.
(ROAR)
TANK: Fuck.
(METAL CREAKING)
TANK: Then let's get the fuck outta here!
(ROAR)
TANK: Okay. Drink this.
- PACKAGE: (COUGHING) - TANK: Put this on.
TANK: Okay, hold that.
TANK: I'll go in first, and you stay close behind me, all right?
- TANK: When you can't crawl anymore, I'll drag you. - PACKAGE: Thank you.
TANK: Let's move. (METAL CREAKING)
PACKAGE: (WHIMPERS)
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(ROARING)
(LOUD GROWLING)
TANK: Come on! (GROANS)
(GROWLING)
(MONSTER CHIRPING)
(ROAR)
PACKAGE: (COUGHING)
(DISTANT ROARING)
TANK: God dammit. (GRUNTS)
(DISTANT ROAR)
- TANK: Come on! - PACKAGE: (BREATHLESS) Ok, ok.
TANK: Move!
(DISTANT ROARING)
TANK: Ahh!
TANK: Ungh!
(MUFFLED SCREECHING)
(MUFFLED DIGGING AND GROWLING)
TANK: Move! Package, we gotta move!
TANK: Dammit.
(MUFFLED SCREECH)
TANK: Dammit.
TANK: Ahh!
(MUFFLED ROAR)
(DISTANT ROARING)
(EARTH MOVING AND BANGING)
(LOUD GROWLING)
(MONSTER SCREECHING)
TANK: Okay.
We gotta keep moving. Come on.
TANK: Package.
(LOUD ROAR)
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
TANK: (COUGHING)
(GROANS)
(EARTH MOVING)
(SCREECH)
(ROAR)
(SCREECH)
TANK: Ahh!
(LOUD DIGGING AND SCREECHING)
(ROAR)
TANK: Don't stop!
It's moving faster than us, we gotta go!
Here we go. Here we go.
(ROAR)
- PACKAGE: Ahh! Tank. - TANK: Come on!
TANK: Come on! (SCREECH)
PACKAGE: (WHIMPERS IN PAIN)
(ROAR, SCREECH)
- PACKAGE: Tank! - TANK: Come on!
TANK: Move!
TANK: Ungh. Ahh.
TANK: Move... (PANTING)
TANK: Come on, keep going! (GROWLING, DIGGING)
TANK: Come on! Ungh! (SCREECHING)
PACKAGE: (PANICKED BREATHING) (SCREECHING)
TANK: Come on! Ahh!
(GROWLING AND DIGGING) PACKAGE: (FRANTIC BREATHING)
PACKAGE: (SCREAMS)
(GROWL, ROAR) (SCREAMING)
(SQUISH)
PACKAGE: (SCREAMING) (LOUD ROARING)
PACKAGE: (SCREAMING) Tank, help me! (SNARLING)
PACKAGE: (SCREAMING)
PACKAGE: Please, Tank! (SCREAMS)
PACKAGE: Oh my god! (SCREAMS)
PACKAGE: No!
PACKAGE: (CRIES IN PAIN)
(ALL SOUND CUTS OUT, SLOW BREATHING)
TANK: Look at me.
PACKAGE: (CRYING) Tank, help me.
(SKIN RIPPING)
(GUNSHOT)
(GUN CLICKING)
(KNIFE CUTTING INTO ROPE) (GROWLING, EATING SOUNDS)
(DISTANT CRUNCHING AND SLURPING)
TANK: Motherfucker.
(MUFFLED SLURPING AND CHOMPING)
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(ROAR)
TANK: All right.
(DISTANT GROWLING)
(DISTANT ROARING)
(ROAR)
(MUFFLED ROARING AND SCREECHING)
(ROAR)
(TUNNEL CREAKING, MUFFLED GROWLING)
(SCREECH)
TANK: Ugh!
(GROWLING)
TANK: (LABORED BREATHING)
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
(ROAR, SCREECH)
(MONSTER CLAWS SCRAPING METAL)
TANK: God dammit.
(MUFFLED SCREECHING AND ROARING)
(ROAR)
(KNIFE THUDS ON SOLID SURFACE)
(MONSTER CHIRPING)
(GROWLING, TUNNEL CREAKING)
(KNIFE THUDS ON THE GROUND)
(FLASHLIGHT THUDS ON THE GROUND)
(ROAR)
(GROWLING, TUNNEL CREAKING)
(TUNNEL CREAKING)
(GROWLING, METAL CLANGING)
(ROAR)
TANK: Ahh!
(BONE BREAK, SNAP) TANK: Ahh!
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(LABORED BREATHING)
(BONE CRACKING) TANK: Ahh! (ROAR)
TANK: (BREATHLESS, WHIMPERING IN PAIN)
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(LOUD ROARING, METAL TUNNEL CLANGING)
(GROWLING, LOUD METAL CLANGING)
(KNIFE THUDS ON SOLID SURFACE)
TANK: Ungh!
TANK: (LABORED BREATHING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREECH)
TANK: (GASP)
(SCREECH)
(ROAR)
TANK: (FRANTIC BREATHING)
(SNARL)
(FLASHLIGHT CLICKS)
(MUFFLED ROAR)
TANK: (LABORED BREATHING)
TANK: Ugh! Ahh!
TANK: Dammit.
TANK: (GASP) Okay.
TANK: Ahh! Ugh!
TANK: Ahh!
TANK: (GRUNTS)
(KNIFE CRUNCHES INTO DIRT)
TANK: (COUGHING)
(DISTANT GROWLING)
TANK: (LABORED BREATHING)
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
(GROWL, CLAWS DIGGING INTO DIRT)
TANK: (LABORED BREATHING) (DIRT FALLING)
TANK: (COUGHING)
TANK: Ugh! (SPITS DIRT OUT)
(ROAR) (CLAWS DIGGING INTO DIRT)
(SCREECH, ROAR)
(ROAR)
TANK: (FRANTIC BREATHING)
(ROAR)
(SILENCE)
TANK: (GASPS)
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
(MUFFLED ROAR)
TANK: (GRUNTS)
TANK: (SHORT, QUICK BREATHING)
TANK: Ugh!
Hello?!
Ugh! I'm down here.
(MONSTER CHIRPING, ROAR)
(TUNNEL CREAKING, MUFFLED GROWLING)
TANK: Hello?!
TANK: I'm in here!
(MUFFLED ROAR) (TUNNEL CREAKING)
TANK: (FRANTIC BREATHING)
(MUFFLED SCREECH, ROAR)
(MUFFLED ROAR)
(SCREECH, CHIRPING)
(GAS HISSING)
TANK: (MUTTERS) Come on.
(ROAR, GROWLING)
TANK: (MUTTERS) Come on.
TANK: (CRIES)
TANK: (SHAKY VOICE) Pull it together. Come on, Tank.
Come on.
(DIRT FALLING) (ROAR)
TANK: (STEADIES BREATHING)
(GAS HISSING)
TANK: You're coming with me.
TANK: (YELLING) You're coming with me!
(GAS LEAKING) TANK: (SHAKY BREATHING)
(GROWLING)
TANK: (QUIETLY) You're coming with me.
TANK: (YELLING) You're coming with me!
SOLDIER: She's up!
- SOLDIER: Is anybody else down there? - TANK: That thing is down there.
- SOLDIER: Is there anybody else down there? - TANK: No.
TANK: That thing...
SOLDIER: Is the Package safe?
TANK: No.
(MUFFLED ROAR)
TANK: That thing is down there.
TANK: Hey, that thing.
SOLDIER: We know that thing's still down there.
SOLDIER: You probably figured out your bullets won't kill 'em, but we know what will.
SOLDIER: Fire.
SOLDIER: We got a torch crew who's been coming around and burning them out for us.
We've been looking down these holes, looking for you guys.
We'll contact them, they'll be here.
TANK: Fire?
TANK: Fire kills it?
SOLDIER: Seems to be the only thing that does.
(MUFFLED GROWLING)
TANK: Get back.
(ROAR)
SOLDIER: Stand back.
(ROAR)
(EXPLOSION)
(MUFFLED SCREECHING)
TANK: How far is the base?
SOLDIER: It's two miles from here.
(FOOTSTEPS SQUISHING IN THE MUD)
SOLDIER 1: Not even a thank you. What a bitch.
SOLDIER 2: Yeah she may be a bitch,
but that's probably one of the toughest chicks you'll ever meet.
SOLDIER 1: What's her name?
SOLDIER 2: Her name?
(HEAVY METAL)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(RECORD SCRATCHING, FADE TO SILENCE)