(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
(PILOT ANNOUNCING IN RUSSIAN ON PA)
PILOT ON PA: Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent into Moscow.
Please turn off all portable electronic devices.
Thank you.
Sir, could you please turn that off?
It can interfere with the plane's navigation system.
Do you really believe that?
Because people have been talking
outside the flight attendant social circle of trust,
and word is that nobody really believes that.
Excuse my friend. He was dropped on his head as a child.
No. If these were really that bad,
they wouldn't let you bring them on the plane, flat out.
If you agree with me, don't unfold your arms.
See?
Dude, do you really need an extra minute of playing Dora the Explorer?
She was about to save the Crystal Kingdom.
(PASSENGERS GASP)
What the hell?
(PILOT ANNOUNCING IN RUSSIAN ON PA)
PILOT: We just experienced an electrical short.
To your right, you will see heavy electrical activity
in the upper stratosphere.
Nothing of major concern.
I hate flying.
WOMAN ON PA: Due to electrical storms, all outbound flights are canceled.
When was the last time you wore that?
I don't know. Graduation?
You didn't go to graduation.
But I still dressed up out of solidarity.
All right, give me a Sharpie.
One of these days, I'm not going to have a Sharpie in my bag.
- Another poignant metaphor for me? - Yes.
(RUSSIAN RAP SONG PLAYING)
It's an exclusive social network for globetrotting travelers.
It's a GPS-based navigation system that allows young people
to find the hottest bars and clubs in cities around the world.
Our expansion plans for Moscow...
Sean?
Jump in whenever.
Our expansion plans for Moscow include getting drunk, laid
and ending up in a Russian prison, all at the click of a button.
Is it just me, or does Cyrillic look like Klingon?
Dude, get serious for a second.
Come on, man. I found that freaky Zvezda joint
we're going to hit up for our victory lap.
"Supermodels desperately seeking software designers."
That's a good idea.
And when the Russians go for this,
we're a $10-million company overnight.
Fifty-six travelers currently logged into Moscow.
Ooh, an American.
I didn't fly halfway around the world to see Americans.
Tell her to go to Applebee's.
Zvezda? Zvezda.
- Ben? - Yeah?
Have I ever let you down?
Yeah.
We'll let Skyler make the introductions.
Wait for us?
You ready?
Teamwork makes the dream work.
That's ridiculous.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
(STAMMERS) Whoa, guys. What are you doing here?
Didn't you get my e-mail?
We won't be needing you.
(STUTTERS)
Hang on. My boy just spent, like, 12 grand to develop this.
Plus, flights.
Yeah, what the hell is going on here? Looks exactly like my idea.
Yeah, I know. It's very good. It's almost perfect, thank you.
Next time, you send an NDA.
You must mean the Non-Douchebag Agreement.
(LAUGHS)
(IN RUSSIAN)
Call security.
Whoa, whoa. Skyler, why are you doing this?
It's business.
It's criminal.
Welcome to Moscow.
(SCOFFS)
Security will help see you out.
(SKYLER SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
This is such bullshit.
Wow.
NATALIE: Look at this place. ANNE: I know, right?
NATALIE: It's amazing.
Amazing, but are we lost?
No. This map says we're only two blocks away.
All right. Hold up, hold up.
- Everyone say, "Moscow." - Moscow.
- Whee! - (LAUGHS)
- So how did we find this place? - This guy's blog.
- Cute? - Yeah,
I mean, if he's the one on the left.
Nat, his friend is wearing a Snuggie with a bolo tie.
I know you're into that, don't lie.
Yeah, if I end up some human lampshade in this guy's creepy basement...
Relax. I'm giving you a no-lampshade guarantee.
Shall we?
We shall have a drink.
I'm like, "We have to go up there, right?"
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(I LIKE THAT PLAYING)
(SINGING) I like the Gucci, Gucci I like the dollar bill
I love your pocket rocket We live to shock it, shock it
I like the way you smile I might just bite your lip
I see you talking, talking Your hands are talking, talking
I like that
I like your dirty mind Mine's on it all the time
Oh, let me shake it, shake it Oh, Polaroid it, shake it
I'm a graffiti girl
Screw it. Big picture, this doesn't mean shit.
It does mean shit.
Our future is exactly shit right now.
Okay. We'll sue those guys.
Get a huge international Matlock-ass lawyer who knows Russian law.
What Russian law?
Just don't sweat it, all right? We'll figure something out.
- How can you be like that? - Like what?
Like delusionally optimistic all the time.
I'm just more used to screwing up than you are.
I try and get mad at you...
(LAUGHING)
(INAUDIBLE)
Son, peep the kiosk.
BEN: Full on kiosk.
Kiosk her to marry me.
Seriously?
BEN: That Swedish prick.
(LAUGHS)
Guys, you're here.
It's impressive. That's good research.
Look. You can't be so naive, okay?
I mean, you come out here,
everybody out here is like hungry wolves, and you act like two little lambs?
Of course you're going to get eaten.
You may like to think of yourself as a wolf so you can sleep at night,
but the truth is, you're just a straight-up thief.
You have to understand, this is just business.
Some people can take it.
Some people can't.
It's a nice shirt.
Oh, thanks. Your mom left it in my room.
No human society exists without booze or religion.
That's why I drink religiously.
(SEAN EXHALES)
Dude, the American.
Oh, really?
"Stuck in Moscow. Please help."
Applebee's, never mind.
We should help.
Nyet! Nyet!
- ANNE: Lesbian. - Yeah.
Herpes.
Muchas gracias.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Good job. Thank you.
Snuggie, six o' clock. I told you his friend is hot.
You and your valedictorians.
"Stuck in Moscow. Please help"?
Theglobetrot. Com.
Now officially retired.
What happened? Are you guys some kind of millionaires or something?
No, no. Try billionaire.
Uh... Or just the loyal friend of a full-of-shit wingman?
- I'm Ben. - Full-of-shit wingman.
Anne. This is Natalie.
Well, thanks for the tip. It's definitely living up to expectations.
Sean is actually the man who finds this stuff.
And what do you do?
Everything else.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
ANNE: Can I get a lager? A beer?
Does anyone speak Russian?
Only what he learned in Rocky IV.
(ALL LAUGHING)
So, anyway, I'm on my way to Nepal. Shooting photos.
I'm trying to get them into this gallery.
You will get in.
Nat, here, is my faithful assistant and my best girl.
Well, I did have other plans this summer, but they fell through,
so I quit my job and I left my mom a note. And here I am.
Why would you do that?
A dumbass boy.
- Ooh. - Okay, can we not talk about that?
Sorry.
So, what do you actually do?
Yeah, what do you do?
Uh... (CHUCKLES)
He likes basking in the possibility.
Right?
Or just never having to commit to anything.
You're kind of a dick.
Photo time.
No dumbass faces, no peace signs. Come on, now.
- Okay, okay. - All right.
One, two, three!
- (ANNE WHOOPS) - NATALIE: What?
(ALL GROANING)
SEAN: Sorry, guys, my bad.
BEN: What did you do now, Sean?
ANNE: Russia.
(ALL MURMURING)
SEAN: What's happening?
What is that?
Northern Lights, maybe?
BEN: I've never seen this before.
What the hell?
Wow.
NATALIE: My phone is dead.
BEN: The whole block is dark.
- My God. - NATALIE: They're beautiful.
BEN: This isn't normal, bud.
Holy shit.
Nat.
Look at that.
BEN: Sean, you see that?
Whoa.
(ALL GASP)
(ALL SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
ANNE: What's he doing?
NATALIE: Oh, my God!
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Run!
SEAN: Go! BEN: Run! Run! Run! Run!
Natalie! Come on!
(SHOUTING)
Stay together!
SEAN: Lock it!
(LOUD WHIRRING)
(GASPS)
Run!
Move.
BEN: Come on! Come on!
(CAR ALARMS BLARING)
Oh, my God.
- Fuck. - ANNE: Oh, my God.
BEN: Come on! Come on! Come on!
- BEN: This way. - Go, go, go, go!
ANNE: Go!
Holy shit! Come on!
This way. Come on!
Come on, come on.
Ben! Let's go!
Get in there. Go, go, go.
- Come on. This way. - Annie!
Sean!
SEAN: Come on.
(PANTING)
- Oh, my God. - BEN: Shit.
(GROANS)
SEAN: Ben?
Natalie! Natalie!
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
- What the hell was that? - I don't know. I don't know.
NATALIE: What are we going to do? SEAN: He's dead.
It's okay. It's okay.
(DOOR BANGING)
Oh, shit.
No! No! No! No!
Don't open the door!
Oh, God.
(GASPING)
BEN: What do they want? They're killing everyone.
They're shredding people.
- Did you see that? - ANNE: No!
- (SCREAMS) - Quiet, quiet, quiet! Holy shit!
What is it? Where did it come from?
NATALIE: Annie, what's going on?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
SEAN: What the...
No, no.
It isn't safe up there. I saw it.
SEAN: What the hell are those things?
BEN: It's like they're invisible. We can't see them.
SKYLER: What's happening?
NATALIE: There's nowhere to go, they're everywhere.
SEAN: Everybody, be quiet.
Saturday
Sunday
Do you really think that you're the only person down here?
Monday
Come on! Oh, come on!
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit, man! I'm sick and tired...
Tuesday
This is it.
Bon appétit.
Yeah, like, the thousandth time is a charm?
BEN: How long since we've heard them?
I said 27 hours. Give or take an hour.
Unless you want to stay down here pissing in tin cans forever...
BEN: Screw that.
It's time to go.
We're going to head to the U.S. Embassy.
(EXHALES)
BEN: (WHISPERING) Come on.
ANNE: (WHISPERING) Careful, now.
SEAN: Ben. Look at this.
BEN: They killed everyone.
SEAN: It was a massacre.
We should go to the Swedish Embassy, it's closer. We should really go...
- (ANNE SHUSHING) - NATALIE: Annie.
BEN: See if they have any water, food, supplies.
NATALIE: Here, take these waters.
BEN: Grab that bag.
ANNE: Just take what you can.
Take this. Go.
BEN: Holy shit.
NATALIE: Look at this place.
ANNE: Oh, my God.
You think they're gone? Like "gone" gone?
BEN: All the ash.
ANNE: Is it going to be like this all over the city?
BEN: We can't be the only ones.
SKYLER: Do you even know where we're going?
I just wish we had a plan that didn't come from some takeout menu.
Nobody's going to find us hiding in the storeroom.
Stay here, or find your embassy. Nobody's stopping you.
SKYLER: Jesus.
Let's go.
Come on, Annie.
BEN: It's a big city.
There has to be more people out there.
ANNE: Slow down. Slow down.
- SEAN: Oh, man. - (NATALIE GROANS)
BEN: Shit. You okay? ANNE: You okay?
Just wait, guys.
NATALIE: Okay. I'm okay. ANNE: Wait.
BEN: Come on, we got to keep going.
- Come on. Let's keep going. - BEN: Natalie.
- Let's go. - BEN: Come on.
Come on, hurry up.
Wait, wait, wait. This way, come on.
SEAN: Come on, down here.
ANNE: Is this the right way?
SKYLER: Quiet.
(SOFT SCRAPING)
BEN: Hang on a second.
Wait, you hear that? Come on, this way.
NATALIE: What's there?
Wait.
NATALIE: Come on.
- Hey! Hey, lady? - (IN RUSSIAN)
Go away.
You will bring ghosts with you.
Go away.
Novinskiy Street?
Everyone in the city is dead.
They will kill you!
What?
That way.
- Ben, keep moving. Let's go. - BEN: Thank you so much.
Beware of the lights.
- What did she say? - We're all going to die.
Oh, my God.
We don't know where they are.
NATALIE: It's okay.
Ben. This way, right?
SKYLER: Are we lost?
- God damn it, we're lost already! - SEAN: We're not lost.
SKYLER: Do you know where you're going?
Dude, are we lost?
No, I think once we cross the bridge...
Oh, shit.
This crew doesn't inspire confidence. We don't know anything about them.
It's the best we've got right now.
There's another bridge right over there.
What's important is that you and I stick together, okay?
- He's right. - (DOG BARKING)
Guys, come on.
It's back this way. Come on.
ANNE: Stop, stop, stop.
BEN: That cop car will have a better map. SEAN: Yeah, yeah.
You guys wait over there. Let's go.
- All right. - NATALIE: Okay, go.
(PANTING)
(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)
NATALIE: What?
Come on. Hurry up.
Did you see that?
BEN: Give me that. You're taking too long.
We don't know these things can see or hear.
We know they kill.
- SEAN: Road flares. - Here we go.
It's all in Russian.
SEAN: What did you expect?
BEN: We'll count off blocks from landmarks.
(SNIFFING)
(BARKING)
(WHINES)
(GASPS)
No! Wait. Get down. Get down.
(GASPING)
Get inside!
ANNE: Go, go, go.
BEN: Where did it go? Can you see it?
Can you see anything?
Shit!
(SIREN WAILING)
- What are you doing? - Something.
(SIREN STOPS)
BEN: Is it gone?
SEAN: I think so.
BEN: Holy shit.
SEAN: That was way too close.
Sean!
Hey, you waited.
Yeah, yeah. That's the plan, right? Stick together?
Good. Thanks.
SKYLER: Did you see that dog?
It killed the dog. It killed the dog.
(WHOOSHING)
- Wait! Wait! Wait! - (GIRLS GASP)
It's the wind! Stop freaking out!
What, me? I'm the only one freaking out here?
This wasn't how I thought my week would go either, all right?
I'm just trying to keep my freak-out on the inside!
Let's cut through this way.
SKYLER: Shit.
BEN: Oh, my God.
(ANNE GROANS)
BEN: Skyler. Come on.
The faster we get to the embassy, the faster we get home.
"Home"?
You think there's "home"?
Everybody back home is dead.
- You don't know that. - Of course they are.
All our friends, our families.
Say it's like this everywhere,
the five of us, we're here, we're in Moscow, and we're alive.
Okay? I doubt we're the five luckiest people on the planet.
Which makes for millions of survivors, in other cities, all over the world.
It doesn't even matter anymore. Don't you understand?
I mean, we take one step outside and we're dust.
We can't even see these things.
The way it lit up that cop car.
Electricity gives it away.
Street lights, headlights...
You're right.
Daytime is more dangerous than night.
We should go outside when it's dark.
- Warning devices. - BEN: Good idea.
Not as dumb as I thought.
BEN: Looks like the embassy is about a mile away.
Are you going to get it right this time?
Are you going to be less of an asshole?
I just want us to make smart choices.
ANNE: Is that what you call what happened at the club?
- Making a smart choice? - Annie, don't.
(STAMMERS) I think we all want to be
brave in our own minds.
But the truth is that you don't know who you are
until something happens.
And then you just react.
And I just...
I see these two seconds just playing over and over and over again.
We need better clothes.
SEAN: I got it.
(SIGHS)
What's the dress code for the end of the world?
Jacket, no tie?
(BEN CHUCKLES)
I'll come, too.
Hey, there.
Sorry, buddy. I'm going to have to take this.
(GASPS)
(EXHALING)
(SHRIEKS)
Sean!
Hey, wait. No.
- Are you crazy? - Don't move.
(BOTH PANTING)
It's okay. Come on.
They're inside.
- We were so close, why didn't it see us? - The glass.
- It didn't see you? - No.
I bet they sense our bio-electromagnetic shit.
That almost makes sense.
How did you come up with that?
I don't know. Shark Week.
My money's on they see our electric pulses.
And the glass blinded it.
BEN: It's an electrical insulator.
You're willing to bet your life on that theory?
We just did.
Come on.
Come on, come on. Let's go.
BEN: This way.
(CAR ALARMS BLARING)
SEAN: Oh, shit.
What did you expect?
ANNE: What do we do now?
SKYLER: Where do we go?
Come on.
What are you... What do you...
(CLATTERING)
What are you going to do with that?
I don't know. Feels good. (CHUCKLES)
You know how to use that thing?
Yeah.
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
- NATALIE: Stop! - Skyler!
Stop!
All right. I've seen enough. Let's just get the hell out of here.
And go where?
Up.
God damn it, Sean!
We don't know what's up there.
Or where we're going, for that matter.
Listen, we need a better view.
Somewhere where we can see what's going on. What direction's safe.
You guys want to get yourself killed?
Skyler, we should stick together.
Come on.
- Nat, I... - Come on.
I got it down here.
Hello?
BEN: Budapest, 1230. Antwerp, 621.
- Are these times? - Maybe.
Guys, look at this.
"Their electromagnetic bombardment shorted our hardware.
"No missiles. No jets."
This wasn't just Moscow.
"Communications stayed up for three minutes.
"New York, London, Paris, Tokyo
"all reported invisible invaders. Aggressive assault strategy."
Skyler was right.
There is no home.
- Not like we remember it. - Oh, God.
"Hardware from the underground survived their initial attack.
"We salvaged what we could,
"hope to reconnect with Antwerp, Budapest."
These aren't times.
These are numbers of survivors.
"We found an Emergency Action Message from allies here in Moscow.
"Global HF frequency 4-7-0-9..."
What did the message say?
That's it.
Hey, check this out.
(STATIC)
ANNE: Oh, my God.
You said those things see electricity, so turn it off.
- The bulbs aren't on. - Wait.
(TUNING RADIO)
(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
What's he saying?
- Please, Sean, just turn it off, okay? - SEAN: It's repeating.
A message.
Please turn it off!
How is it working?
God damn it, okay? Those things can see it, so turn it off!
Sean!
(RADIO STOPS)
Okay.
- Jesus. - It's okay.
BEN: Come on. Let's find a view.
Ben? Over here, check this out.
(SCOFFS)
SEAN: Holy shit.
We're surrounded.
Dead center.
NATALIE: What are they doing out there?
BEN: It's like they're digging for something.
They mess with everything electrical.
BEN: They got to obey some sort of rules, have some sort of purpose.
They came here with a plan.
What's ours?
There's more survivors.
We know they're out there, we just have to find them.
(GUN FIRING IN DISTANCE)
ANNE: Who is it?
SEAN: Skyler.
What the hell is he doing?
Come on. We gotta stop him.
ANNE: Wait, why?
The guy understands some Russian.
BEN: He can translate the message for us.
Be careful.
We'll be right back.
NATALIE: Oh, no.
No.
No, no, no, no, no!
Sean!
No.
We have to warn them.
Now!
BEN: Skyler!
Skyler!
Get back here!
Wait, wait, I think I saw something.
BEN: Oh, shit. Skyler!
- (CAR ALARMS WAILING) - Oh, shit!
Ben!
Oh, shit.
SEAN: Look out! BEN: He's trapped.
Get out of here!
Run!
(GUN FIRING)
BEN: Sean, come on.
SEAN: Come on. Right.
No!
Where's Skyler?
BEN: He's dead, he's dead. He's dead.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my...
(ANNE GASPING)
I can't do this.
- Yes, you can! Yes, you can! - No, I can't do this.
- You have to! - All we're doing is buying time.
Look at this.
That's got to be what Skyler saw.
There's someone in there.
It's not that far.
BEN: The sun is about to come up. No way.
We can make it.
Sean, what is wrong with you?
After what just happened to Skyler? That could happen to any one of us.
Listen to me! That person is surviving, right in the middle of all this.
Whoever it is,
odds are they're going to understand this message.
Let's go.
I'm not giving up.
And if I'm not giving up, you're not giving up.
What are we waiting for?
(CAR ALARMS BLARING)
- ANNE: We're almost there, right? - Yeah.
Hurry, the sun's coming up.
Come on. Through here.
(CLATTERING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
Who the hell are you?
Do you want to die, assholes?
We saw the light.
(IN ENGLISH)
Next time, knock.
Are your parents here?
I'm sorry.
VIKA: It's okay.
I'm tough.
Come this way. Come with me.
(RHYTHMIC KNOCKING)
(DOOR UNLOCKING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
Did you find one?
Yes.
Ah, good.
(IN ENGLISH) Sergei?
(IN RUSSIAN)
Quickly, we must close the cage!
Welcome, make yourself at home.
You're young...
...and young people make rash decisions.
It's why you and Vika are still alive.
We don't really understand much Russian.
Sean.
(LAUGHS)
SERGEl: (IN ENGLISH) I turned on the light to attract survivors.
First the girl, then you.
I'm Vika.
That's DJ Lance Rock.
(CAT MEOWING)
Who is this guy?
VIKA: Mr. Sergei.
I think he's an electrician.
Or maybe a plumber.
Well, what is this?
Mr. Sergei calls it a Faraday cage.
The steel bars ground external electrical currents.
The cage, it works.
You mean it keeps them away?
They can't smell us if we're inside.
It's a shark cage, bro.
VIKA: Mr. Sergei thinks they're made up of wave energy.
(IN RUSSIAN)
They are made up of lethal wave energy.
That's why they're invisible to us.
He says they microwaved Moscow.
Burned everything out.
(SINGING IN RUSSIAN)
SEAN: Hey, guys, the message.
(MAN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN ON RADIO)
Vika, you've got to listen to this.
It's repeating a broadcast or something.
VIKA: "Captain Nikolai lvanov
"from the K-1-5-2 Nerpa..."
Oh, my God.
The Russian Navy.
A nuclear submarine
in the Moskva River.
They leave tomorrow morning at 6:00.
(IN ENGLISH) Shielded nuclear power. An undersea Faraday cage.
Brilliant option.
You mean it can get us out of here?
We have to get on that sub.
VIKA: There are more, with survivors.
One from the U.S., leaving Nova Scotia.
A British submarine waiting in the English Channel.
We have to go when it's dark.
Gives us five or six hours. Is that enough time?
It says they are in the north end of the river.
It's deeper there.
You think we can cross the city?
Yeah.
Can you help me gather supplies?
Sure, kid.
I am not a kid.
Got it.
Come.
Let's go.
We're fine.
- You've done this a hundred times, right? - Yeah.
Just close the cage.
Make sure it's locked.
Hurry!
SEAN: What is this?
SERGEl: It's homemade.
It's a microwave projector.
Power comes from here,
and fires incredible microwave there.
It shoots microwaves.
A focused and compressed microwave beam.
I calculate.
Enough high-density microwave could break up their energy field.
And what will it do?
Knock them on their ass!
Like, kill them?
Slow, wound, kill, perhaps.
Just think, they're like wave energy,
and if we can connect their charge,
maybe we create a chain reaction.
Take a bunch out at once.
Does it work?
You fight fire with fire.
Precisely.
Drink coffee.
(SINGING IN RUSSIAN)
SEAN: The world's first alien killer.
This guy sings to his cat.
SEAN: Yeah. But look at that cat. So what do you think?
I doubt the hope of all humanity lies in sketchy homegrown science.
Look, what if it works?
- What if it blows us all up? - Yeah, but what if it works?
(THUDDING)
Vika.
(VIKA SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
Vika, the apartment's upstairs.
You won't make it. I know where we can hide. Come on.
I'll take the cage.
No! Annie!
- (ANNE GRUNTS) - NATALIE: Annie!
(BOTH PANTING)
ANNE: Nat! Nat!
(SERGEl GASPS)
It's jammed.
ANNE: Nat!
Nat, I can't move this table! I can't!
(ANNE SHRIEKS)
(YELLING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
Eat this!
(CAT YOWLS)
We did it!
Keep firing!
(SERGEl GRUNTING)
Hit it again!
Sergei!
(SCREAMING)
Fire escape! Go! Go!
ANNE: Come on! NATALIE: No, don't!
Annie! Come on!
I can't! I can't!
(ANNE SCREAMING)
Grab my arm!
(NATALIE SOBBING)
Annie.
Mr. Sergei?
Where is Anne?
Come on.
(EXPLOSION)
Keep moving.
(HORSE NEIGHING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
Hide behind us.
BEN: What the hell is this?
(LOUD CLANKING)
What the...
Run! Run!
(HORSE GRUNTS)
(MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
Fire!
Sasha go!
Boris get ready!
Fire!
(HORSE WHINNYING)
You don't like it bitch!
(MAN LAUGHS)
(IN ENGLISH) Welcome to Russia, sucker.
Thank you.
(IN RUSSIAN)
Americans.
(IN ENGLISH) Aliens bad for homeland,
but good for business.
What's that discharge?
Microwaves.
Like a big alien stun gun.
What is this?
When they generate their lightning, their power drains.
Its invisible shield is weakened.
That's when we strike.
Sean, just leave it. Let's go.
We have dislodged fragments, but we can only wound them.
Yeah, but their armor cracks.
Let's go.
I'm sorry about Anne.
(IN ENGLISH) Where are you from?
- Seattle. - Ah, Nirvana.
Yeah.
YURl: Well, you can stay here as long as you need.
I can train you.
(IMITATES GUN FIRING)
Thanks, but we have to keep moving.
Where?
There's a submarine in the river, it leaves in the morning.
It's joining others. One from the U.S.
Submarine?
- Yeah. - YURl: And you believe that?
What's your name, son?
Sean.
You won't make it, Sean.
Why not? We made it this far.
No.
You made it as far as Academy Plaza.
And we made it here.
And we can make it further.
Okay.
- You want to go there? - Mmm-hmm.
But these areas, here, here, here and here, are overrun.
Enemy territory. You can't go through.
You want to go around, like this?
It would take five weeks.
If your luck hasn't run out.
You stay here, you eventually die.
This is our home.
When the enemy are this strong, we can strike and run,
watching for weaknesses.
We return to camp, but we never retreat.
So, yes.
We'll die tomorrow, but today,
we will kill at least one of the enemy.
I'm sorry, we cannot help you.
NATALIE: I know you think we don't have a chance,
but we have to try.
This isn't our home.
Sean's right, we have to try.
SEAN: You know what? You're right.
We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.
But what the hell is the point in saving people if you don't see them home?
Your mission is to dig in here
so you can die in a slightly different way?
Here's our mission.
We're going to get on that submarine,
get together with whatever other survivors might be out there,
and fight the hell back.
So why don't we get on that sub
and get you and your men some real weapons?
Instead of settling for this.
I'm coming with you.
(IN RUSSIAN)
They are kids...
(IN ENGLISH) Hey!
We'll use the metro.
It's our best shot.
(IN RUSSIAN)
You have command until we get back.
(MATVEl SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN)
That's nice work back there.
That was all Natalie.
(LOUD CLANKING IN DISTANCE)
Are you guys hearing that?
(IN ENGLISH) Sasha.
Onwards.
NATALIE: Are you sure?
MATVEl: Come on! Down to the tracks!
(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
Oh, my...
MATVEl: Stay low!
- VIKA: Ben! - Vika!
NATALIE: What is that?
(GASPS)
Oh, my God.
SEAN: Ben, what are you doing?
Be careful.
(VIKA WHIMPERS)
Vika, come on.
VIKA: Oh, my God. Ben!
(BEN SCREAMS)
BEN: No! SEAN: Shit!
BEN: No!
- Sean! - SEAN: Ben!
(SCREAMS)
(NATALIE GASPS)
NATALIE: No!
Sean.
We have to go.
Come on.
Which way? Which way?
(PANTING)
MATVEl: On that boat.
(IN RUSSIAN)
The river flows north.
We will drift to the submarine.
MATVEl: (IN ENGLISH) Get below.
Hey.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's not your fault.
Our moms
were on PTA together.
He was in the smart class.
His mom made him play with me.
I sort of never got over it.
I'm thinking we should say goodbye.
What?
I never got a chance to say it to Ben.
Okay. Well,
I'll be seeing you around.
Yeah.
(LOUD THUDDING)
(VIKA SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
Give me your hand.
What's happening?
MATVEl: We've run aground.
Oh, my God.
SEAN: This is why they came. We're just in the way.
NATALIE: What do they want?
We are mineral-rich.
Copper, nickel.
Metals that conduct electricity.
It must be food.
There it is!
The submarine.
We're going to make it.
We're going to make it. It's our way out.
(DISTANT RUMBLING)
MATVEl: What is it?
Shit.
NATALIE: Sean!
(NATALIE SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
MATVEl: Sean!
Natalie?
Natalie!
MATVEl: Sean, swim!
(GASPS)
Natalie!
Swim, now! Swim!
(IN RUSSIAN)
Here, give me your hand.
Come on, son. Come on.
(MATVEl SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
(SEAN PANTING)
There's someone else out there.
Her name's Natalie. She must have swam ashore upriver.
I watched your boat go over.
I don't want to lose this one. We can't wait any longer.
I won't leave her.
I had orders not to depart without survivors.
- Now we have to sail. - Whose orders?
Captain Nikolai lvanov.
- I'll speak to him. Where is he? - Dead.
BORIS: Flares!
SEAN: That's her. That's Natalie.
Look, I'm not asking you to go out there, okay?
Just to delay your departure.
This area is infested!
I'm sorry, but her chances for survival are not good.
Look, she knows how to hide. Trust me.
You go back out there, your chances...
He knows what his chances are.
We've all lost comrades.
She's alive.
And right now, every one of us count.
We can't leave her.
If she was one of yours, you'd want the same.
(IN RUSSIAN)
Okay.
Okay. Let's get under and make a battle plan.
(IN RUSSIAN)
The new gun is almost ready.
The extra microwave gun gives us a chance.
(VIKA SPEAKING)
The man who built it...
...thought we could microwave their invisible shield.
(IN ENGLISH) But to "F" them up,
Mr. Sergei said that we need much more power.
(IN ENGLISH) More batteries will launch a stronger beam.
You will get four or five good shots at it.
We need to wrap the power packs so they don't short out.
(IN RUSSIAN)
Get the lead blankets out of radiation...
Hurry!
The microwave guns disrupt their defense shields.
And then we kill it.
With good ol' Russian bullets.
We get to where the flares were fired, here,
find the girl and get out.
I'll take Sasha's place!
Boris and me. Yuri and Sean.
Microwave guns lead.
Her flares came from that direction.
(POWERING UP)
There is not much cover.
(DISTANT CAR ALARMS BLARING)
Natalie!
(GUN CRACKLING)
It's not working.
MATVEl: Let's go.
- (GUN POWERING UP) - (CELL PHONE RINGING)
Six o'clock! Spread out!
Come on!
(GRUNTS)
Shoot it!
SEAN: Come on.
(GUN POWERING UP)
Kill it!
(SCREECHING)
(WHOOPING)
(SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN)
The stun gun, it works!
Yeah!
Sean.
Sean!
Natalie.
Eight o'clock.
- (CELL PHONES RINGING) - There's too many.
SEAN: Our guns won't last.
Follow me.
It's water.
It will connect its charge and create a chain reaction.
You are certain?
Wait until they're over the water to fire the microwave gun.
(IN RUSSIAN)
Take the flanks!
I'll get Natalie.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Prepare to fight!
(MATVEl SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
They stopped before the water.
The plan is not working.
- SEAN: Natalie? - Sean!
Bus 19!
Be careful. They're out there.
(WINDSHIELD WIPER SCREECHING)
(IN RUSSIAN)
It's Vika! Vika, what are you doing?
(YURI IN RUSSIAN)
Where did she come from?
(MATVEl IN RUSSIAN)
It's working. They're over the water.
We can beat them!
Natalie!
Sean!
(BOTH PANTING)
You came back for me.
Of course I did.
(SCREAMS)
Sean!
Get the wheel!
NATALIE: I can't stop it!
Hold on!
- Shoot it again! - It's not working!
Sean!
The battery is dead!
Sean!
(GRUNTS)
(SQUEALING)
(BOTH PANTING)
(CHUCKLES)
(WHOOPS)
(LAUGHS)
Come on. Let's go.
(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
MATVEl: We did it. Let's go. We got them for now.
SEAN: Let's get out of here.
(VIKA SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
Come on.
Are you sure you're not coming?
Hell, we got a nuclear submarine.
Today, we learned how to fight.
Go, and teach the others what we know.
This is the last day of the extermination,
and the first day of war.
No changing your mind?
I can go no further.
I have Moscow at my back.
(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)
- MAN: There you are. - Did you get it?
Yes, I replaced the damaged parts.
It will work inside the sub.
(NATALIE SIGHS IN RELIEF)
(VIKA EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
(SIGHS)
MAN ON RADIO: Here in London, I picked up signals from others around the globe.
Europe, Asia, the States.
There are people fighting back.
I even had contact with a militia group out of Paris.
They took down one of those mining towers.
They destroyed a tower.
I've been hearing all types of stories.
I've got them here on tape.
Toronto, Lima, Peru, Berlin and Shanghai...
This is how it starts.
MAN: (SINGING) We will rise against
Even though we don't know where we should begin
Even though we can't see around the bend
Oh, we know, we know that we will rise again
We will rise against
Even though we don't know where we should begin
Even though we can't see around the bend
Oh, we know, we know that we will rise again
We will rise against
Even though we don't know where we should begin
Even though we can't see around the bend
Oh, we know, we know that we will rise again
We will rise against
Even though we don't know where we should begin
Even though we can't see around the bend
Oh, we know, we know that we will rise again
We will rise against
Even though we don't know where we should begin
Even though we can't see around the bend
Oh, we know, we know that we will rise again