Pacific Rim

MAN:
When I was a kid,

whenever I'd feel small or lonely...

...I'd look up at the stars.

Wondered if there was life

up there.

Turns out I was looking

in the wrong direction.

When alien life entered our world it was

from deep beneath the Pacific Ocean.

A fissure between two tectonic plates.

A portal between dimensions.

The Breach.

I was 15 when the first Kaiju

made land in San Francisco.

(ROARING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

By the time tanks,

jets and missiles took it down...

...six days and 35 miles later...

...three cities...

...were destroyed.

Tens of thousands...

...of lives were lost.

(ALARM WAILING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(KAIJU ROARS)

We mourned...

...our dead...

...memorialized the attack...

...and moved on.

(PEOPLE CLAMORING

AND KAIJU ROARING)

And then, only six months later...

...the second attack...

...hit Manila.

NEWSCASTER:
(ON TV)

The acid factor of the Kaiju blood...

...creates a toxic phenomenon

named Kaiju Blue.

MAN:
And then the third one hit Cabo.

And then the fourth.

And then we learned...

...this was not gonna stop.

This was just the beginning.

(ROARS)

We needed...

...a new weapon.

The world came together...

pooling its resources

and throwing aside...

...old rivalries...

...for the sake of the greater good.

To fight monsters...

...we created monsters of our own.

The Jaeger program...

...was born.

There were setbacks at first.

The neural load to interface...

...with a Jaeger proved too much

for a single pilot.

(EKG FLATLINING)

A two-pilot system

was implemented.

Left-hemisphere, right-hemisphere

pilot control.

We started winning.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Jaegers stopping Kaijus

everywhere.

But the Jaegers were only as good

as their pilots.

So Jaeger pilots...

...turned into rock stars.

Danger...

...turned into propaganda.

Kaijus...

...into toys.

We got really good at it.

Winning.

(CAR HORNS HONKING)

Then...

Then it all...

...changed.

(ALARM WAILING)

WOMAN:
(OVER PA)

Gipsy Danger report to Bay 08, level A-42.

Kaiju. Code name: Knifehead.

Category 3. 8700 metric tons.

Yo, Yancy, wake up! Movement...

...in the Breach.

- Hey, come on! We're being deployed.

- Great.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

Kaiju's a Category 3, biggest one yet.

Code name:
Knifehead.

- What time is it?

- Two.

A.M.?

Yep.

What do you say?

Fifth notch on the belt?

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

MAN 1:
Come on, Beckets.

Time for the drop.

Hey, kid.

Yeah?

Don't get cocky.

RALEIGH:
Years before...

you wouldn't have picked my

brother Yancy and I for heroes.

No chance.

RALEIGH:
All right, let's

suit up and kick some ass!

We were never star athletes.

Never at the head of the class.

But we could hold our own

in a fight.

And it turned out we had...

...a unique skill:

We were Drift compatible.

(TOOLS WHIRRING)

AI:
Data on helmet.

Data relay gel

dispersing in circuitry suit.

MAN 2:
(OVER RADIO)

Good morning, Becket boys!

- Tendo, what's happening, my man?

- How'd that date with Alison...

go last night, Mr. Choi?

Oh, she loved me.

Her boyfriend? Not so much.

You're gonna get your ass kicked.

Ha, ha. A man's gotta do

what a man's gotta do, brother.

Engage drop, Mr. Choi.

Engaging drop, sir.

Marshal Pentecost on deck.

Securing the Conn Pod.

Getting ready to drop.

TECHNICIAN:
Conn Pod door lock secure.

- Release for drop.

RALEIGH:
Gipsy Danger...

...ready for the big drop.

- Here we go.

- Yeah!

Here we go!

TENDO:
Coupling confirmed, sir.

PENTECOST:
Engage pilot-to-pilot protocol.

TENDO:
Engaging now.

AI:
Pilot to-pilot connection...

protocol sequence.

Gipsy launch, Bay 6.

YANCY:
Gipsy Danger...

...ready and aligned, sir.

PENTECOST:
Rangers, this is Marshal...

...Stacker Pentecost.

Prepare for neural handshake.

Starting in 15 seconds.

Fourteen...

...thirteen...

...twelve, eleven, ten.

Ready to step into my head, kid?

Please, after you. Age...

...before beauty, old man.

AI:
Pilot-to-pilot connection...

protocol sequence.

Neural handshake initiated.

RALEIGH:
(IN VOICE-OVER)

The Drift.

Jaeger tech.

Based on DARPA jet fighter

neural systems.

Two pilots, mind-melding

through memories...

...with the body

of a giant machine.

The deeper the bond...

...the better you fight.

TENDO:
Neural handshake...

...strong and holding.

YANCY:
Right hemisphere is calibrating.

RALEIGH:
Left hemisphere...

...calibrating.

AI:
Proofed...

...and transmitting.

PENTECOST:
Gentlemen, your orders...

...are to hold the miracle mile

off Anchorage. Copy?

YANCY:
Copy that, sir.

Sir, there's still a civilian vessel

in the Gulf...

You're protecting a city

of two million people.

You will not risk those lives

for a boat that holds ten.

- Am I clear?

YANCY:
Yes...

- ...sir.

- Man, that's cold.

You know what I'm thinking.

I'm in your brain.

- I know.

- Then let's go fishing.

Here we go!

Come on, bro!

Put some muscle to it!

YANCY:
Worry about yourself, kiddo!

RALEIGH:
(IN VOICE-OVER) There are

things you can't fight, acts of God.

You see a hurricane coming...

you have to get out of the way.

But when you're in a Jaeger, suddenly...

you can fight the hurricane.

You can win.

(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

MERRIT:
Get them tied down...

...and go down below! Now!

How far to the mainland?

Seven miles off Anchorage, sir.

But we won't even make it

past the shallows.

McTIGHE:
No, we won't!

What about that island

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