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I'm seeing this,

uh, wow.

So we can say that this

is not a terrorist attack

Ah, and we do believe

that the origin of these objects

may be from outer space.

And again, I'm looking at this

for the first time,

what appears to be

some kind of an alien craft

or alien pods...

Oh my God,

there's three of them, there.

We have our live reporter

on the scene

just outside the impact zone.

Right now, it's Tom Rolston.

Ah, Tom, can you tell us

what you're seeing right now?

[static]

Tom, it seems that we're seeing,

or at least we're hearing,

some static, and, uh,

we can't hear you.

Can you-

can you still hear us?

[static]

Tom.

Tom!

Tom, can you hear me?

Are you all right?

[muffled energy pulse]

[alarm buzzing]

[dramatic arrangement ]

[helicopter approaching]

[]

[male pilot]

Clearing the city now.

ETA to crow's nest,

approx three zero mikes, over.

Don't point that thing at me.

Use your head.

[female pilot]

We have ground movement.

Possible hostiles on deck, our ten o'clock.

Ident request, over.

No friendlies in your vicinity.

Assume hostile.

You are weapons free, over.

[soldier vocalizing "Ride of the Valkyries"]

Just like Saigon, eh Slick?

Hey, you ever seen Full Metal Jacket?

Keep your eyes peeled and your ears peeled.

[intense, drum heavy music ]

Taking fire.

Evasive maneuvers.

Get that rifle up.

Think not that I am come

to send peace on the Earth

I come not to send peace, but a sword.

Yo, Watts!

Wake up.

We got ground mobiles.

[automatic gunfire]

What are you shooting at?

Motherfuckers!

Gonna bag me a f***in' squid.

Get some, whoo!

Yeaaah!

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[whoosh sound]

[whistling armament]

Everyone okay?

We gotta clear this valley.

Everyone, eyes on deck!

[automatic gunfire]

[electric crackling]

[loud whoosh]

[grunt]

Everybody brace for hard landing.

[grunts]

[groan]

[muffled splash]

[water gurgling]

[muffled splash]

[deep inhale]

[tense note ]

[]

[gasping]

[distant yell]

Medic!

Medic!

Doc, we need you.

There's wounded.

Doc, come on.

Move it.

Help me out here.

Move, Doc!

Move it, Doc.

Pass him over, pass him over to me.

Come on.

We get him to shore.

[groans]

Help me get him to the shore.

Doc!

Get it together or he's gonna die, come on!

Every... everyone's bad.

I don't know where to start.

No time.

Figure it out.

No, keep your hands in.

Help me out here, Doc.

- Check his vitals.

- Move it, Doc!

Come on!

Medic, right up here.

Oh, f***...

[indistinct yelling]

Check his vitals, Doc.

[pained groan]

I'm gonna have a go back,

to check for more survivors.

Medic!

Medic!

- Medic!

- What?

Doc, I'm hurt.

Are you dying?

I don't know.

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