Mission: Impossible III Page #3

Two Tangos, second floor,

northwest corridor.

Groundhog, that's you.

You need to grab that gear

on the second floor

as soon as we go hot.

Copy that. I'll need two minutes,

which means

you'll need me in one, right?

Yeah, just about.

Raider One,

make a left at the top of the stairs.

The prize should be

at the end of the hall.

Phoenix, I have eye on the prize.

Give her 10 cc's more.

- Call me when she wakes.

- Okay.

We need touchdown in less than three.

Do you copy?

Roger that, I copy.

Please, when do I not copy?

All I do is copy.

Stand by to go live. On my mark.

Three.

Two.

One. Execute.

Warning. Warning.

Raider One, you're clear. Move!

Lindsey. Lindsey.

Ethan?

I'm going to get you home.

Observer, I've got the prize.

Evac in three.

Roger that.

This is adrenaline.

Lindsey, you're going to feel this.

Groundhog, second floor is clear.

On the move!

Observer, we're on the move. Wrap out.

- Evac in 90 seconds.

- Roger that.

Phoenix, get to the LZ now.

Roger, Observer. On my way.

Ethan. I have to talk to you.

- Come on, come on.

- I have to talk to you right now!

Just for you. Turn off your transmitter.

Do it, Ethan!

Ethan!

- Lindsey! Moving!

- Moving!

Mag!

Ready to move.

We evac from here.

Get down!

I'm out. How many rounds you got?

Enough.

Now I'm out.

T minus five, baby.

Lindsey, hold on to me.

Luther!

Rolling!

God! My head! What is that?

- What is...

- Is she okay?

Lindsey! Let's get to the chopper.

Zhen, get rid of the truck.

Let's go!

God! What is that? You can't hear that?

- Oh! God!

- What's wrong with her?

- Let's go!

- We loaded?

Yeah. Let's do it! Move out!

Go, go, go, go, go!

- Son of a b*tch.

- No!

Guys, we got company.

I'm going to try and lose them.

Hurts so much.

Turn it off. Please.

Please, Ethan.

Guys, their missiles are hot!

Incoming! Hold on.

Okay. That was lucky.

We only get one of those.

Do we have a defibrillator?

Ethan, turn it off!

Bring it on!

Ethan! What is it?

Did they put something in my head?

They injected you

with a time-release charge.

- Do you remember that?

- No. Time-release...

An explosive. They've activated it.

It's gonna detonate

unless we fry the charge,

- which is what we're gonna do.

- No, Ethan.

Zap her like that, you'll stop her heart.

Then I'll zap her again

and bring her back.

Do it!

Guys! They're firing another one!

- Ethan!

- Zhen!

Zhen, hold on. Hold on, hold on!

- I want you to set it for 150.

- 150.

Lindsey, I'm gonna short out

the explosive in your head.

- You're gonna be okay.

- It'll need 30 seconds.

Damn it.

- Twenty-five seconds!

- Come on.

We're almost there.

- They have us locked.

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