Edge of Tomorrow Page #4

Remember, there's no

courage without fear.

SKINNER:
Oi!

Oi, mate! I think there's

something wrong with your suit.

Yeah. There's a dead guy in it.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Hey, watch your back out there, sir.

No one else will.

FARELL:
One minute!

One minute to drop!

Hey.

- Hey!

- What?

How do I turn the safety

off of my weapon?

What?

[ALARM WAILING]

How do I turn the safety off...?

Oh, my God!

FARELL:

Get ready! Thirty seconds to drop!

On my mark!

Stand by to deploy!

Activate drop lines. Remember...

Aah! Aah!

Drop now!

Let's drop! Drop!

Drop!

Drop!

Go!

Go, let's go!

Come on!

Drop!

Drop!

Cage! Drop or die!

[CAGE YELLING]

KIMMEL:
Yeah! Whoo!

We made it!

Thank God, we made it!

COMPUTER:
Select language.

[GRUNTING]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: We need help!

We need it now!

[FEEDBACK SCREECHING]

What the...?

FARELL:
Private Cage!

You're going the wrong way.

You're gonna miss your moment.

What the hell?

They're not supposed

to know we're coming.

We walked into a

slaughterhouse, man.

It's a slaughterhouse!

MAN:
Pull yourself together!

FARELL:
On your feet, people!

Get in line!

Nance, get me a sitrep.

- Safety! My safety!

- FARELL:
Griff, Ford, cover the flank!

My safety. My safety.

How do I get my safety...?

- I'm waiting, Nance!

- NANCE:
I got traces!

Five hundred meters and

they're coming in fast!

FARELL:
Son of a b*tch.

Out of the way!

Look alive if you

wanna stay that way!

Firing positions!

Move!

[COMPUTER SPEAKING

IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

Here they come.

Mean as hell and thick as grass.

Wait till they're right on us!

Few more seconds!

CAGE:
Hey!

Hey!

[YELLING]

FARELL:
Fall back!

Ha!

Ha-ha!

[LAUGHING]

[BEEPING]

COMPUTER:
Reload.

[SCREAMS]

[GASPING]

SERGEANT:
On your feet maggot!

Get in line before I bust your

hole with my boot heel, maggot!

FARELL:
Hold up there, sergeant.

Can I help you, sir?

Sergeant Farell. Is it...?

That is my name.

I think I get it.

What was it? Poker night?

Bachelor party?

You know, I'm not sure.

It happens.

I'll get you sorted out, sir.

Let me take those for you.

What day is it?

For you?

Judgment Day.

The good news is there's

hope for you, private.

Hope in the form of glorious combat.

Battle is the great redeemer.

The fiery crucible in which...

- ...the only true heroes are...

- The only true heroes are forged.

Did you just interrupt me, private?

Sarge, you're...

You're not gonna believe

what I'm about to tell you.

No, I'm not.

Now, where was I?

The fiery crucible.

The fiery crucible in which the

only true heroes are forged.

The one place where all

men truly share...

the same rank, regardless of what kind

of parasitic scum they were going in.

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