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(dramatic orchestral music)
(logo clanks)
(fire crackling)
(flag flapping)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(suspenseful music)
- I'm very sorry to learn of your abrupt departure,
Princess Ordana. - Urgent matters require
my immediate presence back home.
- Speaking of home, how are things back on Earth?
- It's not looking good for humankind.
- Sorry to hear so. I hope all works out.
- We'll see.
- The best of luck to you and Earth, Princess Ordana.
- Thanks, General. We're gonna need it.
(ship whooshing)
- Engage departure process.
(ship whirring)
Here we go.
We're on our way back to good old Earth.
- Captain, can you connect me to Senator Orden,
security code 991142.
- Yes, Princess Ordana. One moment.
- Senator Orden. It's an honor to speak with you again.
- Princess Ordana. It's a blessing to hear your voice.
- I'm on my way back to join you
at the World Protection League Assembly, Senator.
- Don't expect good news. It's a dangerous situation.
There is chatter of a saboteur being deployed
inside our operations.
- Did you hear from our old friend?
- You mean Captain Robert Tomlin?
Last I heard was he is fighting with the American Raiders
in the Outlands border region, fighting back the Neo-Chrome.
- Is Melanie with him? - She is working
in the environmental labs.
They are under constant threat of attack.
- Please let them know that I send my warmest wishes
and that I look forward to seeing them again soon.
- I will try to get a message through to them if possible.
- Thank you, Senator. I hope they're all right.
(suspenseful music) (gear clattering)
(ship whirring)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(radio static) - Here we go.
- Woo! American Raiders to the rescue!
(weapons firing) (thunderous explosions)
Come on!
(chattering on radio) (helicopters whirring)
(intense music)
(ships whirring)
(chattering on radio)
(ship whirring)
(computer beeping)
(device beeping)
(ship whirring)
(helicopters rumbling)
(thunderous explosions)
(chattering on radio)
(weapons firing)
- American Raiders, take the battle to the enemy.
Let's kick to Neo-Chrome butt!
(weapons firing) (thunderous explosions)
- Neo-Chrome's on the run and I've got him.
He won't get far. I'm right on his ass.
Got him right in my crosshairs.
(weapons firing) Woo, got him!
(thunderous explosion)
(intense music) (helicopters whirring)
(chattering on radio)
(weapons firing)
(helicopter exploding)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(computer beeping)
(ships whirring) (intense music)
(voice distorted) (static buzzing)
- Failure to realize the reality of their defeat
and certain termination of the United States.
While Central Asia, the Middle East,
Europe and much of South America
have already been overrun by our glorious, Neo-Chrome Army,
it's the arrogant Americans who refuses to let themselves
be ruled by the superior Neo-Chrome Rulership.
How much more blood must be shed, red or black,
before the United States will accept their demise
and will forever cease to exist?
(crowd cheering)
Death to America!
Death to America! Death to America!
Death to America! (crowd cheering)
Death to America! (static buzzing)
- The situation is getting worse by the minute.
The forces of darkness are about to take over.
We've been able to fight off the Neo-Chrome
for the past three years,
but the severity of the situation
cannot be underlined enough.
The Neo-Chrome advances on US soil have been unprecedented.
(intense music) (device beeping)
(chattering on radio)
(thunderous explosion)
- Oh God! No more protection!
The flagship is burning! God, no!
It's a bloody ambush!
We're being attacked!
- It's a surprise attack.
(weapons firing)
- Come on! Let's send 'em straight back to hell!
Ah, it's too late. Uh!
The World Protection League Flagship is going implode.
It's gonna go! No!
(indistinct)
(ship crashes)
(intense music) (weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosions)
(rockets whooshing and exploding)
(weapons firing) (helicopters whirring)
(helicopter exploding)
(ships whirring) (weapons firing)
- Eagle One, requesting disengagement.
Mission Retaliation is a go, over.
Repeat, Mission Retaliation is a go.
Here we go.
(weapons firing)
Not much time.
(helicopters whirring)
- Sir, the World Protection League Flagship
has been destroyed, sir.
- That can't be, soldier.
- Sir- - That's not possible,
soldier, you know that.
- It happened, sir. - Any survivors?
- None. - What about my daughter?
- Princess Ordana is, we lost her.
(intense music) (weapons firing)
- Neo-Chrome's on the run, 104.
(weapons firing)
Let's send 'em straight back to hell.
Here we go.
(weapons firing)
- For all of humankind.
(thunderous explosion)
Target hit. Target hit.
Good hit. Good hit.
Heading back to base.
(weapons firing)
(thunderous explosion) - The target's hit.
- Copy that. Good job, Eagle One.
Mission completed. Over.
(door whirs and clanks)
(soft dramatic music)
- Assemble the American Raiders.
I wanna talk to them.
- Yes, sir.
- They are our last hope.
(soldier groans) (weapons firing)
- No!
(thunderous explosions)
(weapons firing)
- Melanie! (Tomlin breathes heavily)
- American Raiders assembled.
You are here today to unite and fight
for the future of our very existence.
I want you to know, I'm proud of you.
Semper Fi. - Semper Fi!
(helicopter whirring) (soft dramatic music)
(machine guns firing)
- Get in, come on! Come on, let's go!
Get over here!
(helicopter whirring) (weapons firing)
Move!
(weapons firing) (indistinct yelling)
(soldier screaming)
Go, put out the fire, dammit!
(helicopter whirring)
(extinguisher spraying)
(machine guns firing)
(thunderous explosion)
(intense music)
(machine guns firing)
Let's go! Move this thing!
(helicopter whirring)
(machine guns firing)
(Tomlin gasping)
(eerie music)
(Tomlin breathes uneasily)
(Tomlin grunting)
(water sloshing)
(message trilling)
- Hey, Tomlin. - Listen,
sequence reports.
I need them. How are they coming?
I need to find out if there's any mistakes,
glitches or snags before I roll this one out.
The last thing I wanna do is piss off any customers
now that business is booming, okay?
And Tomlin, you come to the club, we'll take care of you.
All right, brother. I'll see you up there.
(soft dramatic music)
(water dripping) (Tomlin breathes uneasily)
(Tomlin sighs)
(computer trilling)
(computer trilling and beeping)
(woman laughing) (gentle music)
(water flowing)
- What do you say, Melanie?
(girls chattering) - I wanted
to ask you something.
And I know that we talked about it before,
but I want you to really think about it this time.
- What is it, Melly?
- Well, we've been together for nine years.
I mean, don't you think it's time that we got married?
- As soon as the war is over me, Melly. I promise.
Hmm. (girls chattering)
- Do you think we're soul mates?
- We must be me, Melly.
We must be.
We've been together all these years. Okay?
Oh, I got something for you.
- [Jazzmine] I want to open it here.
- What is this?
- It's a sign of our love.
- Thank you, baby.
- I love you, baby.
- I love you too.
(computer trilling)
(glass shattering)
(somber music)
- Hey, Tomlin. I was just checking on ya.
Everything all right?
- What do you want? - I was just checking on you.
Hey, uh, you got any sequences you need help checking?
- (sighs) On mine?
- Come on, man, give me a chance
because I wanna play with the best.
Plus, I know that you have access
to all the latest sequences.
- Oh yeah? And how do you know that?
- Please. Man, I got skills, Tomlin.
I looked you up.
You were one of the hardcore gamers
back in the original Ice Age.
Come on.
Just give me a chance to play with you
and show you how good I am.
(soft dramatic music)
I know that you test sequences for Calvin.
What changed you, Tomlin?
Was it the war?
It's her, isn't it?
You've never been the same since you lost her.
I know she was your soul mate.
I know what that means.
I know what it's like to lose someone
that you have an eternal connection with.
And it's, it's easy to feel lost
after you lose your best friend.
I too lost my dad to the war.
I'll never get over it,
and I know you'll never get over what happened
to you and her, but Tomlin,
we're still breathing and we owe it to them to,
to keep going because they're watching
and because they want us to live
and well 'cause it matters.
(soft dramatic music)
- I have a new sequence Calvin wants me to run.
Wanna tag along?
- I would be delighted to.
You're so not gonna regret this, man. (chuckles)
(computer trilling)
(currents whirring)
(pupil crackling) (eerie music)
(door whirs and clanks)
(suspenseful music)
(grenade whooshes and clinks)
(grenade explodes)
Bomb salute.
(wall collapsing)
(gun firing)
(crossbow fires)
(guns firing)
(man groaning)
(fists thwacking)
(gun firing) - Uh!
(suspenseful music)
(gun whacking)
(gun firing)
- Oh, shit. - Nice job.
- Yeah. Not bad.
(gun firing) (foot thwacks)
(gun whacks)
(gun firing)
- Are you looking for me?
- Yeah, you ugly cockroach.
(static crackling)
- It's a glitch. The game froze.
- You need a driller bullet.
See his core is in a shell.
The only way to kill him is with a drill-head bullet.
The one with the red tip.
It'll drill right through his shell.
(pump clicks) And they go
for a million points. - Really?
- Are you ready to get outta here?
(suspenseful music)
- Um, hey. (chuckles)
Tomlin, Tomlin, I...(chuckles)
Well I wanted to, um,
well I wanted,
(sighs) I wanted to thank you
for, you know,
like taking me with you and stuff.
(soft dramatic music)
- Okay.
I'll see you later. All right?
- Yeah, totally. You'll see me later. (chuckles)
Um, you know, like if you need anything at all,
you can call me
because you know you're gonna need me.
(body whirring)
(soft dramatic music)
He'll need me one day.
(body whirring)
(currents whirring)
(device trilling and whooshing)
(suspenseful music)
(doors whooshing)
(rain pattering)
(heart beating) - How is she?
- Her condition's unchanged.
There's no indication at all she's coming back.
All we can do is keep the machines going
and hope for the best.
(suspenseful music) (rain pattering)
(ship whirring)
(water splashing)
(helmet dings)
(doors whooshing)
- Drink it immediately.
- Fun. - Mm, thank you, brother.
Here you go.
- Sorry I'm late. - Yeah, no.
Hold on, brother. I'm confused.
So where's the glitch?
- It's at the end of the game.
It's at the final stage when you're about to kill Neo- Kahn,
the action suddenly freezes up on you.
- Which is what I told you.
- Okay. Why?
- It has to do with the fact that there aren't enough points
in the game in order to terminate the son of a bitch.
- See, I don't, I don't know what that means.
- You have to have at least a million points accumulated
because in order to kill Neo Kahn,
because you have to trade in for a red drill-head bullet.
- And we only have 957,000.
- Right, I mean, is that, is what she's saying,
is that right?
There's not enough points to be had in the game?
- Tell your guy that forgot to put you
on that special object is gonna earn you a million points.
Everything else is shoot 'em up sequence stuff
based on an original Dorian Terrell 3-D game engine,
modified with Neo-Chrome graphics, all standard stuff.
- Tomlin, you gonna come program some new sequences for us.
This shit's exploding right now
and nobody can do it like you.
- Calvin, I can't do it anymore.
- Come on, Tomlin. We miss you.
- No, I'll troubleshoot the occasional sequence for you
and that's it. - Ah, war must have been
a little rough on you, huh?
How is she?
- Still the same.
- Well, listen, we're gonna go and let you do
whatever the hell it is you do in that apartment
of yours, right?
Here's some money for you. Thank you.
- Thanks. - Yeah, of course.
Tomlin, if there's anything you need,
anything whatsoever, don't hesitate to call, okay?
Our lines are always open.
All right? - Always open all.
- All right. - All right?
Ah, um. All right.
- All right. - Oh, you kidding me?
Mm. Bye, buddy.
- Send her my regards.
(soft dramatic music)
(robot laughing)
(rain pattering)
(rats squeaking)
- Hey, kind of late to be alone at night.
(stick whacks) (Tomlin groaning)
(sticks whacking) (Tomlin groaning)
(intense music)
(legs tearing)
(men laughing)
- All right.
(ship whirring)
Let's go, come on, let's go. Hey, let's get out of here.
(rats squeaking)
(soft dramatic music)
(rats squeaking)
(ship whirring)
(chattering on radio)
- We're here.
(ship whirring)
(door whooshing)
(device whirring) (Tomlin groaning)
(footsteps tapping)
(ice clinks)
(drink pouring)
(door whooshing)
(rain pattering)
(suspenseful music)
- I had you brought here because you are the best.
- For what?
- For the job I'm about to offer you.
I'm a damn legless cripple.
- Trust me, Mr. Tomlin.
There is only one man for the job, that's you.
- What job exactly are you referring to?
- A mission. A rescue mission, if you will.
- To rescue what? - Our World.
- The planet is fucked.
And there's no way back. We both know that.
- What if I tell you there is a way?
- I'd tell you you're crazy.
- You can call me that if you like,
but that wouldn't change my resolve
in pursuing certain options that are available to me.
- What options? - Oh, come to that
in a moment.
First we have to make sure we're all on the same page.
(suspenseful music)
As president, I have tremendous responsibility.
I have to make sure that certain things
are executed to the T.
Even if I don't agree with measures sometimes,
but sometimes tough measures get tough things accomplished.
(machinery beeping)
(heart beating)
- Melanie.
(flesh squelching)
(liquid squirting)
What did you inject her with?
- Very sorry, Mr. Tomlin.
A virus has infected Private Hendy.
- No! (groans)
(Tomlin sobbing)
(Tomlin grunting)
- We don't have much time, Mr. Tomlin.
The clock is ticking.
The virus is moving towards her heart as we speak.
Once it reaches it, Private Hendy will pass.
- What are you saying?
- There is only one way to clean the system
from the invading forces as well as destroy the virus
in Private Hendy's bloodstream before it reaches her heart.
- What do you want me to do?
- Are you sure you are ready for this?
- I'll do whatever it takes.
(Tomlin grunting)
(Tomlin breathes heavily)
- Now that I have your attention,
we can talk constructively.
- I'm all ears. - Have you ever heard
of Dorian Terrell?
- You mean the inventor of the original 3-DS Engine?
- Do you know whatever happened to him?
- Nobody knows for sure, I think,
I think he died in the late 60's.
- What else do you know?
- Many people compare him to that other guy
from the early 20th century, Einstein.
His theories and thecalculations are the very foundation
in which the 3-DS Grid was built upon.
- Terrell was a genius. No doubt.
He also knew that one day the grid couldn't withstand
an attack from the outside.
That's why he integrated a security measure into thesystem,
a switch, so to speak, in the event evil forces
should ever attempt to overrun the system.
A total reboot of the system in order to wipe out
any and all invading elements.
- (scoffs) I never heard of that.
- Terrell was a dreamer, a, a gamer, a child at heart.
You are a gamer.
This is your chance to save the World, Mr. Tomlin.
As well as Melanie.
- What's the mission? - You need to find the switch.
It's also known under a different name.
- What's that? - The Indochine.
Ever heard of it? - No.
- You need to find it and switch it on.
That's the only way to destroy the virus
and the invading forces before they destroy us all.
You've got 18 hours.
- I wouldn't know where to begin.
- Before Mr. Terrell passed in 2062,
he gave this to his wife Emily.
- The Eye of the Beholder.
It's a Masonic symbol from two centuries ago.
(speaking in foreign language)
Or new Order of the Ages.
Beginning of a new era.
- His wife Emily sent it to the residing president
of the United States just before she died
and joined her husband being frozen.
It has been passed on from president
to president since then,
till the day its secret would have to be uncovered
as it would hold the last chance
for survival for the human race.
Farewell, Mr. Tomlin. We're all counting on you.
(soft dramatic music)
(device whirring) (Tomlin groaning)
(footsteps tapping)
(suspenseful music) (rain pattering)
(doors whooshing)
(Tomlin breathes heavily)
(door whooshes and closes)
(speaking in foreign language)
(computer trilling)
- Yeah, Ben Gordon here.
- Lieutenant Gordon.
Captain R. Tomlin. How are you?
- Tomlin? Robert Tomlin. (laughs)
You old hound dog. How you doing?
Uh, we haven't talked since-
- Since I lost her and my legs.
- Yeah. Sorry.
How you holding up, man?
- Look, Gordon. I don't have a lot of time.
I've got a job and I need good men to help me execute.
What'd you say if I asked you first?
(suspenseful music)
- What kind of job are we talking?
- That's classified at this point, but, uh,
let's just say it comes from the highest authorities.
- From who? - More importantly,
Private Hendy's life depends on.
- Private Hendy? What are you talking about?
I thought she was in a coma.
- A deadly virus is heading towards Melanie's heart
as we speak, we have 14 hours to execute.
- Okay. All right.
- Gordon, there's one more thing I have to tell you.
This might be a mission with no return.
(suspenseful music)
- A suicide mission, huh?
Wow. I wouldn't have any other way.
- Oh, and Gordon, I'll need the usual band of brothers.
- Don't worry about that. I'll bring three of my best.
- Do I know any of them?
- Nah. They're all new material.
- Are they good enough for the job?
- They're the best. - Look forward
to meeting them. - All right.
When and where do we meet? - 3-DS. universe.
5238. dragon square. street. main grid.
20 minutes. - Okay.
I'll see you there, my friend. Over and out.
(computer trilling)
(dramatic music)
(currents whirring)
(pupil crackling)
(computer trilling)
(rain pattering)
(gentle music)
(thunder rumbling)
Been too long, man.
- Another two, please.
I am very grateful for your help, Gordon. I mean it.
- I gotta tell you though,
I was only able to commit two men to this mission.
'Cause of the short notice, you know?
- I mean. - We'll work with what we've got.
All right. (glasses clink)
All right. (both chuckle)
They should be here any minute.
- Sergeant Ramirez reporting for active duty, sir.
- Sergeant Ramirez. Glad that you could make it.
This is a very important mission here.
I'd like you to meet the old friend of mine.
Captain Robert Tomlin.
- Captain. A pleasure to meet you.
I've heard lots about you.
- Well, it's good to meet you too, Sergeant Ramirez,
I'm looking forward to working with you.
- My sincere condolences about what has happened
to your loved one, sir.
- Oh, thanks, Sergeant Ramirez.
Appreciate your thoughts.
- My brother was lost in the war as well.
- Sorry to hear that.
- I would do anything to make him proud, sir.
- All right. At ease, Sergeant.
Here's Sergeant Vargaz now.
- Lieutenant Gordon.
It's an honor to serve with you again, sir.
You must be Captain Tomlin.
- It's an honor meeting you, Sergeant Vargas.
- That's it. That's the team.
So you gonna brief us in?
- It's on a need-to-know basis.
- Tomlin, I would normally never take a,
a mission like this under these circumstances,
but I trust you. - Yes, I know.
(gentle music)
- Hey, looks like you could use another man.
- What are you doing here?
This is a dangerous job, not a game.
- Hey. We all gotta die sometime right?
Might as well die doing something worthwhile.
I got skills, Tomlin.
- All right.
Gordon, this is Minnesota and she's an exceptional player.
- All right. Welcome aboard.
Glad to have you.
All right. Well, let's go do this.
(suspenseful music)
- Look. This is the great seal.
- What are you talking about?
- The great seal, man.
- Thank you. Thank you very much.
(suspenseful music)
(speaking in foreign language)
- So what is this?
- That's the symbol leading to the Indochine.
- The Indo what?
- The item we're looking for.
- All right, let's, let's get some of these boxes
out of the way.
(suspenseful music)
So what do you want us to do with this?
- Let's move it. - All right.
You heard him. Let's go.
Let's go.
Oh, come on.
- Gordon, tell the men to clear the area.
- All right. Let's step back.
(suspenseful music)
(symbol whirring)
Holy cow.
(wall clanking)
Well, well what do we have here?
- Looks like a tunnel to the building next door.
- Looks like somebody doesn't want us to go in there.
- Are you man enough for the challenge?
- My men will follow me to the end of the World
if I tell him to.
- It's fine with me.
- No problem here, sir.
- How about you?
- Hey. - All right.
Let's enter the belly of the beast.
- Uh! (wood shattering)
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacking)
(clip clicks)
- What's that?
- Toothpick.
- Why now? - I'm trying to quit
smoking these damn cigars.
- Yeah, right. - Excuse me.
(suspenseful music)
- Must have been abandoned a long time ago.
Uh.
Welcome to St. Augusta.
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacks)
(portraits screaming)
- So how's that toothpick working out for you?
- Well, it ain't no cigar that's for sure.
(suspenseful music)
- Clear.
(suspenseful music)
(eerie music) (insects pattering)
- Tomlin.
Seriously, man, this is not funny.
Seriously, man, this is not funny!
Oh, hey. How are ya?
Zombies!
(crossbow fires) (flesh squelching)
Damn.
- Ah, zombies.
Why zombies?
- Yeah, I'd rather deal with Neo-Chromes if you ask me.
- I hate zombies.
(suspenseful music)
(pump clacks)
(ghost screaming)
(ghost hissing)
(heart beating)
- Mm-hmm. (blows kiss)
(zombie laughing hysterically)
(zombies snarling) (wood cracking)
- Minnesota!
- Right here!
Shit.
Looks like the party's started.
(guns firing) (zombies snarling)
(bullets clinking)
(guns firing) (bullets thudding)
- Looks like we stirred the hornet's nest.
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
(bullets clinking)
- The more we shoot them, the more new ones appear.
- Watch out! The classic watershed routine.
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
The more you dig a problem, the bigger it gets.
(bullets clinking) (guns firing)
(zombies groaning)
Whoever designed this earlier knew it.
(guns firing) (zombies snarling)
There has to be a back door out of here somehow.
(guns firing)
- Yeah, but what if there isn't one?
- Prepare to have your brains eaten.
(intense music) (guns firing)
- Going to run out of ammo soon.
(bullets clinking)
(guns firing) (zombies snarling)
- They're getting closer!
- There's gotta be an elevator in here somewhere.
Elevator. There must be an elevator.
- Bingo. That must be it.
- Must be what? - The back door.
The way to level one.
- Ramirez, you see an elevator down there?
(guns firing)
- I can see it, sir. It's down that hallway.
(guns firing) (bullets clinking)
- Okay, let's get there. Let's move, move, move, move!~
(intense music) (guns firing)
Let's go!
(zombies snarling)
(guns firing)
- Move!
(zombies groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(zombies groaning) (guns firing)
- Get the door!
(guns firing)
(zombies snarling) (guns firing)
Move it!
- Come on! Come on!
It's coming!
(guns firing)
- Move, move, move, move, move, move!
Where's that elevator? - It's coming!
(guns firing) (zombies snarling)
Where the hell is that elevator?
- Oh shit! I'm out of ammo!
- Be torn to pieces!
Get me the elevator! - Hurry!
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
- Come on!
Hold!
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
(button clicking)
- All right, go on move back, move back!
Come on, we gotta move back, move back!
(intense music)
(guns firing)
- All right.
Come on. We gotta move back.
- Come on!
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
(elevator dings) (doors open)
(guns firing) (zombies snarling)
Get back, back up in here, in here!
Back, back, get in! - Let's go, get in!
Get in! Let's go!
(guns firing) (zombies groaning)
Get those doors closed!
(Minnesota screaming)
- Gordon!
(zombie snarls) (rifle thwacks)
- Get those closed! (doors closing)
(Gordon groans)
Get him off!
(body tearing) (elevator whirring)
Got bit.
- Gordon, you okay?
- Everybody reload.
(suspenseful music)
- Shit. That was close.
(elevator whirring)
- Give me your hand.
- You know they're gonna come after us. Right?
- I'll stay behind and hold them back as long as I can.
You have to continue on your way.
- You sure about that, Ramirez.
- She knows what she's doing.
- You've gotta get going. There won't be much time.
I've got your backs.
(elevator clattering)
- All right.
(elevator whirring)
(pump clacks)
(elevator clanks and dings)
(suspenseful music)
Let's go.
(pumps clack) - Go.
Ramirez.
Keep radio contact.
(doors whooshing)
- Yes, sir.
- All right.
- I don't want you to do this, Ramirez.
It's suicide.
- Don't worry about me, captain.
I know what I'm doing.
Besides, if my brother can sacrifice himself
for his country, so can I.
- Hmm. Sure?
- Yes, sir.
Go save your loved one.
Do it for me.
(soft dramatic music)
- Thank you.
Here.
- Thank you, sir.
Good luck, sir. See you on the other side.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
(Ramirez exhales)
(trilling)
- Hear that? - Yeah, yeah.
- Vargaz, you wanna check that out?
- Go ahead. Go ahead.
- Hey. Be careful.
(suspenseful music)
- Let's go.
(footsteps pattering)
- What's your name? - Emily.
- Uh.
What are you drawing there?
- You.
- A shark?
Hey, where are you going?
- Vargaz, come in. - Yes, sir.
- Everything okay over there?
- I got everything under control here.
(suspenseful music)
(cabinet slams)
(zombies growling)
(guns firing)
(elevator whirring)
(suspenseful music)
(guns firing) - Tomlin.
- Hey little boy. - Hey.
- Hi. How are you?
- Who are you? - I'm Robert Tomlin.
And this is Lieutenant Gordon and my friend Minnesota.
What's your name? Dorian Terrell?
- How do you know that?
- Just a hunch. - Why are you here?
Are you gonna play with me?
- (chuckles) Actually, we are here
with a very special plea, Dorian.
I have a friend who is also my soulmate and she's very ill.
- What's wrong with her?
- A virus has her in its control,
a very deadly virus and it's traveling towards her heart
and when it gets there, it's gonna be too late.
So a very important person told me
that there's only one thing that can save her.
- What's that?
- They told me it's called the Indochine.
- Indochine. Hmm.
I'm not sure, but maybe it can be that thing upstairs
leading up to the tower.
- What thing upstairs? - I'm not sure what it's for,
but it seems to be very important.
I can show you. - Yeah.
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps tapping)
- Is this what you mean? - Ah.
Look like some sort of map.
- Or a set of instructions of some sort.
- What about the lights and the rays coming out?
- It's the light of truth.
"When the seal of God is broken,
the light of truth will ignite and reveal itself.
to the true believer."
(elevator whirring)
(elevator dings)
(intense music)
(guns firing)
- Ramirez, you okay? We heard the shots.
Everything all right?
- Gordon, (gasping)
you're going to have to continue the mission without me.
- Ramirez, are you okay? (Ramirez gasping)
- Don't worry, Gordon. I've got you covered.
(gun clacks)
(Ramirez coughing)
- Roger that, Ramirez. Roger that.
(soft dramatic music)
Ah, Neo-Chrome's on the mainframe.
That's some serious trouble.
I think Ramirez is out.
- (sighs) I'm sorry to hear that, Gordon.
Let's do her proud, shall we?
- "This is a message to all the true seekers.
The final three letters that conclude
the account of creation.
(speaking in foreign language)
God created us to do.
Together spell the word truth.
Truth is everything from the cradle to the grave
(exhales) Only the righteous child
have access to the path of the Indochine.
Be aware. This message will self distract after you read it.
The righteous man must answer three questions."
(Tomlin chuckles) Are you ready for this?
- I'm ready. - "Question one.
What is on the mind of the seeker on his quest for truth?"
- Honesty and honor.
(symbols whirring)
(both chuckle)
- "The path of the Indochine has been revealed.
Question two.
What is the motivation of the righteous man?"
(suspenseful music)
- True love.
(symbols whirring)
- "From the cradle of life, the Indochine comes alive.
Question number three.
What is the ultimate power of the universe?"
- Uh... - One more time.
"What is the ultimate power of the universe?"
- Faith.
(both chuckling)
- "The grave at the end of life.
The Indochine is lowered into its place
and it begins the process of resurrection.
The beginning is the end and the end is the beginning
from the cradle to the grave,
and the rest is up to you."
(suspenseful music)
- He's coming and he's very hungry.
- Who's coming? - The shark.
- (chuckles) Don't worry, little princess.
There are no sharks around here.
- Are you sure?
(symbols whirring)
- Who did all this?
- You did.
You made the entire 3D-S mainframe universe possible.
Seems like you placed yourself into your own creation
as a little boy.
(building rumbling) (symbols whirring)
- We need to get out of here now.
- Let's get back to the elevator. Run, run!
(wall crumbling) (thunderous explosion)
(water rushing)
- The shark's coming.
(water rushing) (intense music)
(speaking in foreign language)
(Emily screaming)
(water burbling)
(Vargaz screaming) (shark chomping)
(intense music)
- Let's go! Let's get in here!
- Why don't you go ahead?
- Go, go, go, go!
(water rushing)
- Gordon, come on, let's go!
Gordon!
Hurry, hurry, Gordon! Come on!
Come on! Let's go!
(water rushing)
- Sergeant Vargaz?
Sergeant Vargaz, come in.
The life sign's gone.
(Tomlin sighs)
(suspenseful music) (elevator whirring)
(elevator dings)
(sparks zapping)
- Hey, this way.
- Hope you know where you're going, kid.
- This way.
- You sure? - Pretty sure.
No one's ever been here before.
- You designed it. - I haven't actually yet.
(suspenseful music)
- This kid's getting smart on us.
- Come on. This way, this way.
- Hey, Tomlin. I gotta tell you something.
- Hey, what is it? - Ah. (sighs)
Look, not, not a lot of things scare me. You know.
Like being married, you know.
(both chuckle)
That's one of 'em.
Tight places, tight, tight places,
Small places. They scare me.
Small spaces, tight places, tight places scare me.
You know.
- I respect you telling me, Gordon.
- Yeah. - But you told me
only way to victory is to face your fears.
Take a deep breath, okay.
- Yeah, okay. - You can do this, buddy.
- Yeah, yeah.
Yeah. Okay.
Okay. (pump clacks)
(suspenseful music)
Okay. Move, move, let's go, move.
Move, kid.
(building rumbling) - What was that?
- I hope that's not what I think it is.
(walls cracking) - Oh shit.
- The walls.
The walls are moving in! - Crap!
Move, move, move! - They're moving in!
- Come on! - The walls are moving in!
Go, go! Come on!
(walls rumbling) Go, go!
- Come on, they're closing! Let's move!
Come on, move, move!
Go!
Get out of here! All of you, move!
(walls rumbling)
Get out of here! - Here we go!
Come on! - I can't hold it!
- Come on! Give me your hand!
Come on. Give me your hand, Gordon!
(Gordon gasping) Minnesota, help me!
(walls rumbling)
Come on! (grunting)
Come on!
- You get out of here. I can't hold it!
- I'll hold it for you!
(all grunting) (wall rumbling)
Goddamn! (debris pattering)
- It's too late.
Goddamn toothpick.
(lighter clicking) You save private Hendy.
(Tomlin grunting)
You save private Hendy for me.
- No! (walls rumbling)
(Gordon screaming)
- Dammit!
(lava bubbling)
(Tomlin cries)
- Gordon was a good man, Tomlin.
He was a good man.
(suspenseful music)
- I'm all right. Okay.
It's okay.
- Hey.
It's this way.
- That's what the hieroglyphics showed.
This must be the cradle of life.
- That's where the Indochine is.
Look, I'll be right back.
You guys stay right here. Okay?
You never know what might be out there.
- Hey.
Be careful. All right?
(Minnesota chuckles)
(suspenseful music)
- That's some big light bulb.
(Tomlin chuckles)
(building shaking)
(intense music) (boulder rumbling)
- Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Tomlin! Tomlin!
Tomlin, oh my God!
Tomlin, come on, we gotta go!
The walls are falling!
Come on, Tomlin! Hurry, Tomlin!
Let's go!
Tomlin, Tomlin, Tomlin! Oh my God, Tomlin!
(boulder rumbling)
(lava bubbling)
Well, (chuckles)
it looks like you guys are gonna have to finish
this one without me.
- You did good, Minnesota. You did real good.
Thank you. - Hey Tomlin, listen to me.
You don't let her go. Okay?
- I promise. I promise.
- Good.
(intense music)
Hey you guys, look out, Neo-Chromes!
Get out of here, get out of here, go, go, go, go, go!
Hurry, Tomlin! To your left!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
(guns firing)
- Minnesota!
(guns firing)
(Neo-Chrome groans)
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
Okay.
(intense music)
Keep going. Don't look back.
- Where does this lead to?
- You tell me.
(fire roaring)
(Tomlin groans)
- We made it.
That's the elevator below us.
- Smart kid.
- Where are we going?
- Well, according to your own program,
we're going to the top of the tower.
Hold on.
Hold on tight. - All right.
(pump clacks)
(building rumbling)
Ready? - Yeah.
(gun fires) (intense music)
(elevator whooshing) Whoa!
(elevator dings)
(both groaning)
(rain pattering)
All right, kid? - I think so.
- You sure? - Yeah.
- The grave at the end of life.
- That's it.
- The end of all things, I guess. Huh.
(intense music)
From the cradle to the grave.
(sand pattering)
- Emily?
Emily?
(sand pattering)
- Not gonna screw up anything by doing this, kid?
- I guess we'll have to find out.
Rest is up to you.
- Thanks for your help, kid.
Thanks for everything.
We couldn't have done it without you.
(intense music) (sand pattering)
- I hope you save Melanie.
- The end is the beginning. The beginning is the end.
The end is the beginning. The end is the resurrection.
The light of truth is the re-birth of life.
(whooshing)
Go. From the cradle to the grave.
The beginning is the end. The end is the beginning.
(sand pattering)
It is the cradle of life and death.
(sand pattering) - Go for it.
Put it in the cradle!
(intense music) (sand pattering)
(electricity zapping)
You did it.
It's working.
- You have no idea who you're messing with.
I will kill you.
(intense music)
We're through here. Kill them.
Kill them both now.
(forces whooshing)
(pump clacking)
(forces whirring)
(guns firing)
(portal whirring)
(Neo-Kahn laughing)
(bullet grinding)
(thunderous explosion)
(Neo-Kahn screaming)
(thunderous explosion)
(lightning zapping) (building exploding)
(intense music)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(currents whooshing)
(currents zapping)
(soft dramatic music)
(computer trilling)
- Mr. Tomlin, I don't know what to say,
but a miracle has happened.
Not only has the virus been stopped and defeated,
it's been completely eradicated.
Why don't you come down to the hospital as soon as you can?
- Hey sweetie.
(Tomlin sobbing)
(dramatic music)
(computer trilling)
(ship whirring)
(Tomlin chuckles)
Hey, sweetie.
- I Love you, Melanie.
- I love you too.
(dramatic music)
(family chattering)
(intense music)
(dramatic vocalizing)
(gentle music)
(dramatic music)