Paul McCartney Really Is Dead: The Last Testament of George Harrison

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(wind whistling)

(breathing heavily)

(flies buzzing)

- (woman sobbing)

- Keep the pressure on.

(grunting)

James, just stay with us.

James.

(baby crying)

James, don't.

Don't, James, please.

James.

Stay with me, James.

Stay with me.

I need you, James.

James, look at me.

(crying)

I've lost power.

Just stay with us, James.

(people screaming)

What's happening?

Fuel starvation in both engines.

- The plane's going down.

- (woman screaming)

I told you it wasn't ready.

If we'd stayed on the ground,

we'd all be dead.

We're all dead anyway.

There's a...

there's a landing strip

Forget it.

We're going down now.

Woman:
James.

James, look at me.

(sobbing)

No. No.

Oh God.

James, James,

please don't leave me.

Get out of the way.

No. No.

Man:
You stupid...

(people screaming)

(screaming)

(people screaming)

(gunshot)

(engine roaring)

This is it.

(people screaming)

(gunshots)

(man screams)

(speaks French)

(shouts in native language)

(engine starts)

(gunfire and shouting continue)

(gasping)

(woman gasping)

Help.

Swim over here.

Reach for my hand.

Grab my hand.

Wait! Sh*t.

No! No! No!

(screaming)

(insects chirping)

(birds twittering)

(flies buzzing)

(sobs)

(distant woman sobbing)

(exclaims)

(panting)

(chickens clucking)

(woman moans)

Malana.

(speaking native language)

(c*cks gun)

(sniffs)

(rustling)

(engine grinding)

Okay.

(exclaims)

(engine grinding)

(engine starts)

(engine idling)

(exhales)

(engine revving)

(engine revving)

Come on.

(gun clicking)

(gunfire)

(speaking French)

I don't understand.

You're American?

I'm American, yeah.

- Are you bitten?

- No, I'm okay.

Up.

What?

Up.

Get in.

You drive. I push.

(engine starts)

Do you know

if there's a better road?

At this rate

we're gonna break an axle.

There are roadblocks

along all the main roads.

They are scared.

They have killed many.

My orders are to be with them,

but I must find my son.

Look,

thanks for your help

back there.

For a moment I thought

you were gonna kill me.

And I thought you would leave

like the rest of your people.

They have all left...

doctors, aid workers,

missionaries.

I don't understand the white man.

Your soldiers come

with guns to fight us

and your doctors come

with medicine to save us.

Look,

I'm an engineer,

a mechanic.

I fix things... machines,

whatever needs fixing.

That's it.

An American mercenary.

I'm just trying to survive.

You know if there's an airport

around here somewhere

where you can fly out from?

There's no airport here,

not since your bombs

destroyed it.

Just a small airbase.

But I think all the planes are gone.

You're not the only person

who wants to leave, my friend.

How far away is it?

Because if there's something there,

maybe I can fix it

and we can...

we can fly out of here.

I will take you there on the condition

you give me this car.

It's not possible to survive on foot.

The dead are everywhere.

You take me there...

you get this car.

This way.

Why are you still here?

I thought all your people had left

when it started.

I was on the last plane out,

but we came under attack.

Couldn't hold them off any longer.

Couldn't get the plane ready in time.

They just took off.

The fuel lines were still attached.

I barely managed

to get on board myself.

People were running alongside

the plane, begging to get on.

We just left them there to die.

It was all for nothing.

The plane crashed off the coast.

And...

I'm the only one left.

What about you?

What are you doing here?

Our orders are

to be at the roadblocks,

to stop the spread

by shooting the infected.

But I left to find my son.

He's all I have now.

And if they find me,

they'll kill me.

Wheres your son?

My village was attacked.

He was among the survivors.

I think they've been taken

to the military base in the north.

I'll find him there.

(gunfire)

(shouting)

Hey! Hey!

Hey hey!

Hey!

(speaks native language)

(distant gunfire)

(flies buzzing)

(sighs)

(flies buzzing)

(chicken clucks)

(bones crack)

(engine starts)

(flies buzzing)

(engine rattling)

(engine stops)

How far is it?

Can we make it on foot?

With God's blessing,

I think it's possible.

(sniffs)

(gasps)

(flies buzzing)

(gasps)

(snarling)

(panting)

(metallic bang)

(clicks switch)

(radio waves hissing)

Hello.

Is anyone receiving? Over.

(radio waves squealing)

This is flight engineer

Lieutenant Brian Murphy,

sole survivor

of military evacuation flight

Lima November 2-6-0.

Does anyone read me? Over.

I'm stranded in hostile territory,

under constant attack,

without any food or water.

I need help.

Can anyone hear me? Over.

If anyone can hear this,

my coordinates are

Never mind.

I have to keep moving.

Over.

(radio waves hissing)

It's useless.

There's nothing here we can use.

I found fuel.

The place I go...

it's a military base.

It might have an airplane.

It's a long journey for me alone.

Maybe it's not possible.

But with some help... maybe.

Okay.

(insects chirping)

- (branch snaps)

- (rustling)

(gas pouring)

(machete slicing)

Jesus Christ.

Please

let us not blaspheme.

We need to find

some food and water.

We're not gonna make it.

We'll find something.

I'm low on ammo.

Me too.

(sighs)

You must rest.

Maybe I should drive.

No no, I'm all right.

(engine idling)

(sighs) Okay.

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