04 Starship Troopers Invasion - Animation 2012 English

I always get the shakes
before a drop.

I had the injections...

hypnotic prep...

The Federation shrinks
scanned my brainwaves.

Everything checked out.

The doc says it wasn't fear.

I could've told him that.

A horse locked in the starting gate
isn't afraid.

He's just ready to run.

A-Team, our mission is to seize
and control the B Dock area,

clear away the bugs,
and evac the survivors.

Now, once we land, we join forces
with the K-12 team at the fort.

It's a standard grab-and-go.
After the rescue, we return to the ship,

take off, then we blow
the fort and the bugs.

- Are we clear?
- Loud and clear, sir!

Go, go, go!

- Report!
- Pretty bad, sir.

- Some of our men are still up our corridor.
- Then let's get 'em outta there.

Mech! We're done here.
Prep to blow.

- Sir!
- Holy Man and Chow, on the cover.

Biggers and Crysoch, hold position.

The rest of you, follow me.

We're on a rescue mission, people!

Lieutenant Daugherty,
what is your status?

Too many bugs.
No way to take back Fort Casey.

We'll hold 'till the
John A. Warden evacuates.

Alesia will stand by for
immediate evac. Keep me posted.

Roger that.
Mech, what's your ETR?

Almost there, sir.

Done. Let's go!

- Charleston's down! Medic!
- I'm on it!

Have you completed
loading the crates?

No, that is your priority.

What the hell is this about, Carl?

Wonderful to see you again, Carmen.

- You commandeered my damn ship.
- Borrowing it. I'll give it back.

You're never gonna take
the John A. Warden from me.

Guards, I believe Captain Ibanez
needs an escort to the Alesia.

What do you want
with my ship, Carl?

Carmen, that's classified.
But I can tell you this:

This mission...
Oh, this mission will turn the tide.

You always were such an asshole.

And I was always so fond
of you as well, Carmen.

See you on Terra.

Friends always, right?

A-Team, reload!

This is A-Team leader
to Fort Casey.

- Evacs, come in!
- About god damn time.

It's a little crowded out here.
Exit now, Dock B.

- On our way.
- Show some hustle.

It's quiet now,
but that ain't gonna last.

Evacs coming up! Keep your
eyes open and your heads down!

I don't want to lose
anyone to friendly fire.

- Who's in charge?
- Acting Commander, sir.

Major Henry Varro has been
relieved of duty.

Relieved? What the hell happened?

This was a suicide mission
from the get-go.

- Fucking headcase!
- Shut your mouth, Ratzass.

You wanna be busted like Hero?

We're outta here.
Let's get back to the ship.

Mech, how's it coming
with that charge?

Armed and dangerous.

You have to be kidding me.

Thanks for waiting, jackass!

Command, if there are new orders,
let me know, god damn it!

Are we gonna escort
the John A. Warden or not?

Behind us!

Sir, this is Biggers!
Can't hold any more! We're...

Fuck! Sons of bitches!

Captain Jonah, this is A-Team.

Landing ship destroyed.
Boarding directly now.

Roger that. As soon as you're aboard,
Alesia will depart.

Lance formation!
Fall back to the Alesia!

Hold formation! Hold formation!

My arm! My god damn arm!

Medic!

424.

425.426.

Return to the ship!

428.429.

430.431.

Trig! Move your god damn ass!
We're taking off!

Come on!

Jump!

Thanks.

Any time.

- Score?
- 430.

Give or take.

You gonna do it or what?

Hit it, maestro.

Three, two, one...

Boom!

Come on, guys.
This shit ain't over yet.

Yeah. All right.

So what the hell happened
to you guys down there?

We were right on top
of a mother fucking anthill.

Varro saved our ass.

Then that ESP prick Jenkins
sent us on a death run.

Straight into a god damn hive.

But you didn't hear that shit
from me.

- I'm sorry, did you say something?
- Attention!

You can all
be proud of yourselves.

We saved some lives.

And we killed some bugs.

But we lost
some good troopers today.

- Here's to the dead.
- And to the next man to die!

Now let's get back to Terra.

Then we can put some
real glasses in these hands.

Hey, check that out.

What's the matter? You never saw
a flanker without her armour before?

Yeah, but they usually
look like Ratzass.

- Ratzass?
- That's what they call me.

'Cause you don't give a rat's ass
about anything.

- What a surprise.
- Hey...

You want me to show you
to the shower?

I could wash your back.

You don't want to wash my front?

Shut up!

- Captain on the bridge.
- Stand down.

- This is your ship, not mine, Captain.
- Simple respect, Captain Ibanez.

For what happened on
planet P-Ventamonas alone.

If only more strikes
were executed that way.

I had a good team.

- What can you tell me?
- About?

Where's my ship? And why does
Jenkins want it so badly?

Captain, believe me. If I could
provide you with any information on...

This ship is in pursuit of
the John A. Warden, isn't it?

I understand your concern for
the John A. Warden, Captain Ibanez.

But this is the Alesia
and we command it.

Our orders are to return to Terra.

Then show me that data
on the John A. Warden's path.

- Where is she headed?
- We don't know, Captain.

We lost her signal
shortly after we began pursuit.

Please contact me
when you find the John A. Warden.

Aye-aye, Captain.

Hey, man,
don't write this up, okay?

This is a serious wound.

Could've been a lot worse.

I can't keep something like this
off the record.

- I'm gonna have to take your arm, yeah?
- Fine.

But, look...

At least do what you can to make sure
it doesn't get back to my folks.

You can at least do that.
Right, doc?

Let's do this.

Why don't we wait
until the shaking stops?

- The ship will be fine.
- I'm not talking about the ship.

Hey, noob,
dance class is down the hall.

No, it's right here.
Care to dance?

- This ring is for fighting.
- Humour me.

- What's your name?
- Chow.

Well, Chow, I don't usually
dance with guys.

But in your case,
I'll make an exception.

- Who's your money on?
- Ratzass is bigger.

- Not much upstairs, though.
- Whatever, dude.

Ratzass gets in one good solid hit
and Chow's going down.

Shit, if he can ever land a punch.
Chow's fast, man.

All right, fighters.
To your corners.

You back out now,
I won't think any less of you.

When I ring the bell,
come out fighting.

I'm gonna miss you
when you're gone.

Good thing there's not much upstairs.
Don't have to worry about brain damage.

Hey, damage this.

Hey.

Did you see that?

Didn't know you had it in you.

A flash of inspiration.

E-057.

E-057.

Thanks, I really appreciate... it.

They can't get me a bed
'till tomorrow.

Thanks for letting me
use the comm...

Tia. Tia Durr.

- Trig is fine.
- Otis Hex.

Bugspray.

Hey... thanks for the catch.

At Fort Casey.

Sleeping with a gun?
You must know something I don't.

Morita Triple-X Sniper Rifle.

Classic.

You've got a nice smile
for a soldier.

Thanks. I think.

So, up for a little training?

I think I've had about all
the target practice I can stand today.

Yeah, I was thinking about
something a little more... strenuous.

You didn't really
use the intercom, did you?

Would you like to know more?

Everyone's doing their part.

Major Henry Varro.

One of the most decorated officers
in the Federation.

You've run long-range ops
in places even God's given up on.

What did you do?

Why won't you talk?

And why won't your men talk?

There are a couple of
modifications you can score

on the black market
when you get to Terra,

but as far as what
the Federation paid for,

- it's still a pretty good prosthetic.
- Got it. Nice job.

Don't know what
you're nervous about.

I bet this looks
as good as all the others.

What others? You're my first.

Matter of fact, you're the first guy
I've worked on that's actually lived.

Every commander I've ever served under
tries to get me to use a regulation gun.

That is, until they see
how many I kill with that one.

Then they don't ask me any more.

My parents made that rifle.

There was an armoury
in my home-town.

Everyone worked there.

That is, until the bugs
melted the place with a plasma bomb.

Soldiers, civilians...

Families.

Everyone died.

I swore then that I'd kill
just as many bugs.

And I do it with that gun.

That's why you count.

No. That's why it counts.

God damn you, Carl.

- Where'd you learn that haymaker?
- Dance class.

Shit! I knew it!
I just felt it!

We aren't gonna see Terra
any time soon.

- You pessimist.
- Specialist, actually.

Well, almost.
Five points short on the ESP test.

If one more jack had been a diamond,
I wouldn't be here with you dumbasses.

You son of a bitch.

That's how you always know
when I'm in the shower.

So, can you tell
what I'm thinking now?

Hell, even I know
what you're thinking now.

You make me sick.

What's up, Lieutenant Daugherty?

I thought you were in medical.

Wasn't as bad as it looked.

Glad you two could make it.

At ease.

I wanted to brief you all personally.
First and foremost,

because I know of the great sacrifices
that both the crew of the Alesia

as well as the defenders of
Fort Casey have made

and the great losses
that you've suffered. And second,

I know you could all use
some R&R about now.

Believe me, I've been there myself.
But unfortunately we have a situation.

- What?
- Stow it!

The John A. Warden has gone silent.

The Alesia is the only starship
in the area of last contact.

I've ordered your captain to divert course,
find the Warden and investigate.

Any questions?

Yeah. I think I speak for everyone
from Fort Casey when I say this...

- Shut the fuck up!
- It's okay. Go on.

We're only going in
if Hero takes point.

- Hero?
- Major Henry Varro.

Commander of Fort Casey,
General Rico.

Right.

Arrested by Doctor Carl Jenkins for
insubordination at the battle of Fort Casey.

Fine. If Major Varro chooses to
participate in this mission,

the Mobile Infantry
will accept his service.

However, this will not in any way
be prejudicial to his trial.

- Is that understood?
- Understood, sir.

We'll probably lose communications
as you cross the nebula.

Godspeed, Alesia.

Dismissed.

Assemble in the staging area.

A word, Captain Ibanez.

Why did you let him take my ship?

Carmen, it's not your ship.
It belongs to the Terran Federation.

General Rico, perhaps you recall,
there was a certain young trooper

who was with me
when the Rodger Young went down.

I vowed that would never happen
to a ship under my command.

This is not my choice.
I mean, look.

I don't care what you thought
about Carl back when we knew him

and I don't care
what you think about him now.

He's Minister of Paranormal Warfare
and High Command has authorized him

to use the John A. Warden.

Look, Carmen...

This is a mission that's so classified, I
don't even know what the hell is really...

And look how well it's going.

You know the John A. Warden
like the back of your hand.

I need you to go aboard
with the insertion team.

I looked at the manifest.

That ship didn't just go dark.

Her signal was turned off.

And you know as well as I do,
the only one who has the gall

to run a Federation starship dark
is Carl Jenkins.

And how do you know
we're even close to my ship?

Before we lost contact, we analysed
some of the scattered signals.

Calculating course and speed,

we were able to get
a good estimate of its location.

Now, it's not spot-on,
but we can get you pretty damn close.

Fine. I'll do it.

But not to save Carl's sorry ass.

I'll do it to take back my ship.

You just be careful.

We need you back intact
when this thing is over.

Thank you, Johnny.

Hey, Carmen,
when this thing is over,

maybe you and I
can meet at Zim's and...

Yeah.

I gotta tell ya,

this will in no way
be prejudicial to your trial.

Come on. I didn't have
anything to do with any of this.

I'm just the damn janitor
trying to clean it up.

Look, Major, I'm no more enthusiastic
about saving Carl Jenkins than you are.

But your men want you.

And something tells me
we're gonna need you.

Lieutenant Daugherty,
we found the John A. Warden.

Tell Captain Jonah
to move to stand off range.

I'll be right up.

So, which is it?

Get these chains off me.

It'd be too bad if
a stray shot hit Jenkins.

Look, I know you're pissed,
but don't even think shit like that.

They threw Hero into the brig.

You or me, Holy Man or Kharon,

what do you think
they do to grunts like us?

They'd shove us
out of a god damn airlock.

- So I gotta watch my ass?
- Yeah.

But if you're not gonna do that,
at least watch mine.

Oh, man! Fuck you!

Can't believe I'm the only one
not getting laid around here.

Looks like you got
all your bases covered.

Tell me, Holy Man,
which one's gonna save you today?

I can take care of myself.

Women. They make the highs higher
and the lows more frequent.

Are atheists the only
philosophers you can quote?

I find that believers such as you
see so few things worth writing down.

And I found that
he who looks so forward to the abyss,

is simply afraid of the light.

I'm gonna go get you a pen.

Wait, did you just make that up?

No, I'm not writing that down.

John A. Warden, this is the Alesia.
Please respond.

I've tried everything.
Voice, radio flash...

- Even light code. Nothing.
- Keep trying, Lieutenant.

Zoom in on the bridge.

Maybe they can't hear us.

They'd have to know
what our objective is.

Bridge, this is your captain.
Respond. Now!

If you do not respond,
we will board.

Board it.
That's not my ship any more.

Kids?

Husband?

Died on Planet 4976.

Hey, the way I figure it,

the bugs got more reason
to be scared than I do.

I've killed hundreds of them.
They've killed zero of me.

Oh, man.

Listen...

- I want you to do me a favour.
- Yeah?

If I don't make it,
I don't care what happens to my body.

But try to get
my rifle scope, will you?

And have it buried in my home-town.

Look, I don't like funerals.

Do me a favour. Don't get killed.

Okay, boys and girls.

Looks like this is gonna be
my last mission,

so let's make it a good one.

Our job is to retake the John A. Warden,
rescue any and all survivors

and exterminate
any resistance we might find.

- You got that?
- Sir! Yes, sir!

All right, troopers.
Let's get the lady her ship back.

Initiate docking procedure.

Initiating docking procedure.

Team One. Lieutenant Daugherty,
Ice, Trig, Mech, Shock Jock

leading Captain Ibanez
to the bridge.

Team Two. Chase, Kharon, Chow,
Bugspray, Gun fodder,

Ratzass, Holy Man and the rest of you,
you're coming with me to the engine room.

Don't know what we're gonna
find in there, so be ready for anything.

Let's go!

Gravity: zero.
Oxygen level: yellow.

Ready to board
the John A. Warden.

We're in. Team One
moving toward the bridge.

Team Two boarding.
Moving toward the engine room.

Something up ahead.

No.

Oh, my God.

Team Two, we've got bodies
near the bridge.

We've got bodies everywhere.

Man, they've been bug-ripped.

Infestation confirmed.
Stay sharp, people.

Renewing objective.

Daugherty to Team Two.
We're on the bridge.

And it ain't pretty.

We've got multiple casualties.

And one dead bug.

All clear.

Shock Jock.

Massive tearing wounds.

Oh, my God.

My crew.

Bridge is secure.
Team Two, what's your status? Over.

Entering engine room now. Over.

Fucking bloodbath.

Team Two scout.
I've got dead troopers and bugs.

- Holy shit!
- Amen.

- Why did they all die here?
- Focus on the mission, troopers.

- Chow, prep the engines.
- Yes, sir.

Major, I have a survivor.

Well, find him.
Chow, what's the status on that engine?

- Give me ten.
- You got five.

- Yes, sir.
- Team One, engines operative in five.

Is that a real five minutes
or a sort-of five minutes? Over.

Hard five.
And we've got a possible survivor.

Going to investigate. Over.

Gun fodder, have team hold position.
Bugspray and Ratzass, cover Chow.

Like paint, Major.

Looks like they were trying
to make this into a lab.

- What is that thing?
- A holding cell.

To keep a bug inside.

Now it looks like they were trying
to keep 'em out and somebody else in.

Emergency power supply from Alesia
seems to be working.

Team One, Team Two,
gravity restoration in five...

four, three, two...

Fuck!

Internal oxygen level is green.

I'd feel a whole lot better if I knew
what happened to those bugs.

Wouldn't we all?

Who's there?

Major Varro.

What are you doing here?
You're supposed to be on trial.

Yeah, well...

Looks like that plan was about as
successful as your little experiment here.

What happened on this ship, Jenkins?

I hacked her, so she hacked me.

She? What do you mean "she"?

Worthy opponent.
She hacked everything.

Me, the ship, everything!

Well, of course she did.
She knew what I was thinking.

Thoughts become words,
words become deeds.

Thoughts become words,
words become deeds...

We're gonna get you outta here.
You and I can settle our score later.

- Open the door, Jenkins.
- And let you kill me? No!

Besides, it's safer in here.
Safest place on the ship.

My safe place, yes.
Safe place. My safehouse.

Open the door, Jenkins.

You think it's funny?
Turning tables? Tables turned?

I arrested you,
now I'm the one in the cage.

You think that's funny?
Do you? Do you?

I'll leave your ass here,
don't think I won't.

You figure it out while
we clear the rest of the ship.

Have this door open
by the time we get back.

There's nothing to clear!

The crew's dead. Everyone's dead.

Darkness...
Darkness is your friend.

Whatever you do,
don't turn on the lights.

Let there be light!

Yes!

Varro to Chow,
do not restart the engines!

Do you copy?

Don't be afraid of the dark.

Good job, Chow. Bridge is green.

Chase!

Grenade!

Bugs! We've got bugs!
Multiple contacts!

Holy shit!

It's that abyss
you were talking about.

Engine room under attack!

Take positions! They're coming.

Get back to the airlock!
Move and fire!

No!

I'll draw 'em off! You go!

No! We're not leaving him!

Go!
I'll see you on the other side.

Holy Man!
Hold formation and fire!

Die, bugs!

You think I give a rat's ass
if I die?

This way!

Get to the airlock.

Bridge, we're heading to the airlock.
And they are right on our ass.

Roger that!

God damn it!

Chow!

Run!

Alesia, we are under
massive bug attack.

Request immediate evac.

Repeat, request immediate evac.

Roger that.
Alesia is preparing for your retrieval.

Let's go.

This is Alesia.
Ready for your arrival. Over.

It's jammed!

I don't suppose you have
a good replacement part to fix this.

You're gonna make it.

That's right.
You can't let me die.

I'm the only one
of your patients that's lived.

Open the airlock.

- Shock Jock, you go first.
- Yes, sir.

What the hell? Evasive action!

Shock Jock!

What the hell just happened?

The Alesia is gone.

- Did we just fire on them?
- Alesia! Captain Jonah!

Answer me!

Listen up, everybody.
We head to the bridge. Now!

Since when
is she giving the orders?

Since we boarded her ship.

Just asking.

Bugs!

I hacked her,
so she hacked me...

I hacked her,
so she hacked me...

Are you all right, Captain?

You know,
if I wanted to run this much,

I would have
joined the Mobile Infantry.

Captain Ibanez to the L-6 base.

High Command,
this is the John A. Warden.

Johnny, please respond.

Communication is always jaggy
near wormholes.

I recommend we position
ourselves away from the nebula.

How did the cannons fire?
And why target our own ship?

Jenkins tried to warn us.

Carl is alive?

- Locked himself in a bug cage.
- And you're just now telling me this?

Look, Captain,
if you're ready for a full debriefing,

I'm all for it.

- Hero...
- Jenkins found a queen on Fort Casey.

He ordered us to capture it alive.

- What the...
- Tell her the rest, Major.

Yes, Major.
Tell me the rest of it.

I knew trying to take the queen
would result in heavy casualties.

I wasn't gonna sacrifice my men
for a bug hunt.

So that's why he had you arrested.

But he got the queen after all.

Wait a minute. How the hell
can a bug control the starship?

You're gonna have to
ask Jenkins that.

What the...

- We're moving.
- Where?

No idea.
But if the queen is in control...

- We need to stop her from getting there.
- How?

Back to the engine room.
Shut 'em down.

Negative.
Not enough soldiers or ammo.

What the hell are you doing?

- Praying.
- Well, keep it up.

We're gonna need
all the help we can get.

Now we're back in business.

Captain, you need
to take a look at this.

She's heading straight for
the Marhsal Helm wormhole.

It'll take her straight to Earth.

This is Captain Ibanez
to the L-6 base.

Captain Ibanez calling L-6 base.

This is Captain Ibanez
to Johnny Rico.

L-6 base, come in!

This is Captain I...

What the hell are you doing?

If she is in the engine room,
then I'm gonna hunt her down.

- I'll back you up.
- No.

You stay.

Besides, you'll never be able
to fit through here.

I'll be back.

You're not gonna stop her?

She's a big girl.
She knows what she's doing.

- Do we?
- I bypassed the circuit board.

If we can gain control
without being detected...

Strap yourselves in.

I'm not gonna
sit in that blood seat.

Do it.

- She's onto us.
- Damn it!

Fire!

General, a Federation starship has just
emerged from the Marhsal Helm wormhole.

It's...

It's the John A. Warden.

- On screen.
- They're receiving our signal, sir.

- Any response?
- No, sir, they're not responding.

Something's wrong.

Why would they head back
towards Earth?

Sir, if they keep
their current trajectory,

the John A. Warden...
Sir, it's heading straight for us.

John A. Warden,
this is General Rico. Come in.

John A. Warden,
this is the L-6 base.

If you do not
change course immediately,

we will be forced to engage.

Repeat, the L-6 base
will take defensive action

if you do not change course.

John A. Warden, respond.

Talk to me, Carmen.

The L-6 base.

We've got to warn Johnny.

- Morse code.
- We can't use the beacon.

- She has control of the ship.
- Yeah?

She doesn't have control of this.

General, there's fire on the bridge
of the John A. Warden.

Get me a closer look at that ship.

It's Morse code.

They're trying
to send us a message.

"Repeat, bugs in control."

How the hell can bugs
control a starship?

God damn you, Carl.

Deployment status?

Sheridan, Ishizuka, and the Franklin
are heading to intercept.

The Sheridan has taken
catastrophic damage.

The Franklin is critical
but operational.

Franklin, disengage.

Get clear of the John A. Warden!

The John A. Warden is
approaching on a crash course.

Ready to intercept, sir.
Main cannon armed and ready.

Carmen...

- Carl...
- Commander!

Open...

fire!

- Fire!
- Sir, we can't fire now.

They're too close.

- They missed us.
- Yeah. But why?

Commander, I have
the Warden's trajectory.

It's heading
straight for the Earth.

They never meant to ram us.
We were just in their way.

This is General Rico
to Earth Defence Command.

The John A. Warden is under bug control
and entering Earth's atmosphere.

It's what? The John A. Warden?

Rico, I don't care if John A. Warden
is on that ship himself!

If that ship is infested,
you take it down.

Just give me
a chance to do both, sir.

Rescue our men and gain control.

- Rico...
- Commander, I promise.

A bug invasion
will not happen on my watch, sir.

It better not.

Spaceborne Command,
prepare a drop!

What now?

Daugherty, you stay here
and protect the Captain.

The rest of you... lock and load.

It's time we exterminate
that bitch.

She's trying to crash the ship.

Do what you have to do!

I don't know what to do.

Trig, where are you now?

Trig, location?

Trig, come in.

Trig, respond!

Where are you, Trig?

Central storage area.

- Have you found the queen?
- Oh, yeah.

This bitch is disgusting.

- Take her out.
- Done.

We're running out of time.
Do you read me?

Loud and clear, Captain.

Shit! In that case...

That's it.

No!

Shit!

438.439.

440.

Trig.

All hands, prepare for impact!

Magnetic stabilizers on!

All hands, report.

Can anybody hear me?

Hero? Anybody?

Lieutenant...

Thank you.

Rico, you're not a trooper any more.
Remember that.

I'm always a trooper.

And if there are any of
our men alive on that ship,

I'm getting them out.

Should've known you'd say that.
Kill 'em any way you can.

Kill 'em all!

In T minus 30 we'll send nukes
to sanitize that site.

So be out of there before we hit.

Don't wait for me.
If I'm not out in thirty, nuke it.

Ice!

Holy Man!

What the hell kind of bug is that?

Fuck me!

- I was just starting to believe you.
- Fall back! Now!

Troopers, our mission is to storm
the wreck of the John A. Warden,

rescue our surviving men and kill
every last son of a bitch bug we see.

- Do you understand?
- Yes, sir!

We've got 25 minutes
before they level that site.

So move fast and remember...

we're not fighting for
some rock across the galaxy.

We're fighting for our home!

Commence the attack!

- Over here.
- This way?

- Are you all right, Captain?
- Yeah. Thanks.

Come on. Let's get to the airlock
and get out of here.

That voice...

Purging... now!

Come on, you apes!
You wanna live forever?

Kill 'em all!

She still has the ship.

Ice, you guard the Captain.

The rest of you
are coming with me.

We're gonna kill the queen
and take back this ship.

Good luck.

Don't worry.
You'll see your kids again soon.

But those bugs?
We're taking their momma down!

- Holy shit!
- Take evasive action!

- Incoming!
- Run and gun!

Listen.

It's the engine.

Mech, you still have explosives?

Some C4.

Trig. No!

Trig!

Trig!

Oh, no. No.

Ambush.

Go, sir. I'll hold 'em off
for as long as I can.

441.

442.443.

444.

Damn.

What the hell?

This is what I've been working on.

T minus 60 to launch.

Starting final countdown.

56, 55, 54...

53, 52, 51...

Carmen, get down!

Johnny.

- Are there any other survivors?
- Four more.

- Heading to kill the queen.
- And...

Jenkins.

- You're still alive?
- I can't die yet.

Not until
we win this war, at least.

So, by controlling the bugs, you...

I can bring us one step closer
to winning this war.

And I can get you close enough
to kill the queen.

Then let's get moving.

Let's... negotiate.

Daugherty?

Surrender Jenkins to us
and we will let you live.

They fear me.

Maybe they just think
you're an asshole.

Fuck off.

Then you die!

These were the last ones
I could control directly for now.

- If I could've finished my research...
- Then finish it.

So we can end this.

Run.

I said, run!

3, 2, 1.

Launch.

454.

455.

456.457.

458.45...

Carl!

Johnny Rico.

I should leave your ass here
to get nuked.

- What do you mean "nuked"?
- Let's go.

Johnny, the landing ship is here.

I'm coming!

We lost contact
with the landing ship.

T minus 50 until impact.

Where's the ship?

No.

They took out the nuke.

She... she's won.

- I still have one.
- One what?

The shuttle I used
to evacuate from Fort Casey.

- Then let's use it!
- She'll never let us leave.

You son of a bitch.

Now, that's not nice.

- Tell 'em.
- I set explosives on the main engine.

What?

Mech, you still have explosives?

Some C4.

Good.

If we put C4 in the main engine,

we can blow up the ship
and the queen with it.

What? Whoa.

We might not make it out in time.

At least they won't.

- Okay.
- Then do it.

- Ratzass, watch his back.
- Yes, sir.

So the extraction team's
been wiped out?

Just ten minutes left.

Johnny, what are you doing?

Get to the shuttle.

Johnny!

Let's go.

Follow me.

Shit!

- Are you Varro?
- Yes, sir.

- Where's Jenkins?
- He's safe.

Varro!

Good.

Make sure he keeps
everybody else that way.

- He did it.
- 59 seconds.

Where's Johnny?

Captain, take us home.

Aye-aye, sir.

You gonna do it or what?

Three, two, one...

Boom.

I thought the good guys and the hot girls
always survived in the end.

No, not all of 'em.

Here's to the dead.

And to the next man to die!

I hope you feel better.

Do you realize that you not only
destroyed my ship and killed my crew,

but you also put the entire planet
at risk for infestation?

My apologies for your loss.

But my research is going to
save an entire galaxy.

Just like I saved you.

It was you.

You told me how to find Hero.

Well, that's classified.

You see, nothing can stop us when
the three of us are working together.

- Are we, Carl?
- Pardon?

Are we? Working together?

Cheer up, Johnny. You're a hero.

No. No, I'm not.

But I met one.