Universal Soldier: Day Of Reckoning Page #2

pay for your time.

But I don't have

time.- Isaac kiakov.

Get your hands off me.-

Do you know Isaac kiakov?

Hey, sweet tits. How

about a dance for Larry?

Yeah okay, Larry. I got time...

get your f***ing hands off me.

Get your f***ing hands off her!

Larry.- F*ggot!

Come on. We got to dance.

What the f***?

Your mind is not your own.

Your mind is not your own.

Mommy!

Get him.

Hey!

Stay the f*** out.

Calm down.

Calm the f*** down!

Or I'm gonna hurt you.

Shh.

No. Calm down or I'm

gonna hurt you.

Calm down.

Why did you come back?

John!

Jesus Christ.

Back, John!

My brothers.

Let's not forget the

moment of sickness.

Our thoughts interrupted by

unfamiliar worships.

We were merely arms and legs

moving to the directive

of another mind.

But in an instant the

veil has lifted.

And today, brothers, I

stand here to declare

your minds are now your own.

Each and every one of

us bred into slavery,

superior to our creators.

They gave us nothing...

nothing inside

but the void in our

soul, the curse

that binds us together,

my brothers.

But then he came along.

He turned the curse

into a blessing.

He is the inspiration.

He is the light

that set us free.

We are his eyes and ears

and soon we shall multiply 10,

We pioneers will spawn

the first generation

blessed with free will,

taking vengeance upon

those whose arrogance

once assumed our servitude.

With each passing day,

we grow stronger,

digging deeper into

the outside world.

Unnoticed, we live among

them like ghosts,

biding our time,

waiting for the moment

when our oppressors shall be

forced to kneel before us

and pay for their sins!

The day of reckoning!

In the club,

you looked at me like

you didn't know me.

Do you know me, John?

Yes.

What's my name?

Fantasia.

You don't remember

anything, do you?

No.

Something happened to me.

You really should go to

the hospital for this.

You remember where I worked?

Where I spent my days?

You drove a truck.

Picked things up down by

the dock near the club.

Some of my customers

work over there.

The last time we saw each other,

tell me how you remember it.

We spent the night

before at your place.

You've been to my house?

It's not exactly a house.

More like a shack

out on the river.

Do you remember

how to get there?

I think so.

Anybody else know

about this place?

I don't know.

Okay, finish the story.

You came by the club,

sat in the corner

and watched me.

Same as always.

Drinking whiskey.

After my shift, I go to change.

And on my way outside,

I hear yelling coming

from the parking lot.

By the time I make it outside, you

were already into it with some guy.

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