The Secret Invasion Page #5

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I'll say he was taken ill.

Isn't there another way?

Not with speed.

The rest of us can go across the roofs,

but it's gonna take some time.

All right.

By the time we get there,

Scanlon can have set the charges.

All right, my friends, let's go. Hustle.

He talked!

If we're captured,

we'll need someone on the outside.

We'll be waiting.

When you break out, we'll be watching.

I'm sorry, lads, but the smell

of this place is beginning to get to me.

Get used to it.

It's the smell of eternity.

Oh, lad, you don't say much,

but when you say something,

the things you say aren't very funny.

Be quiet.

Quiet.

- Mila...

- Don't speak.

Get going! Go on!

Come on!

- The entire garrison is after us.

- I can hear them!

What happened?

It's a bad thing that's happened, Rocca.

Durrell

killed the baby.

Why?

Oh, I'll tell you why.

Because he likes it.

I think we can do without him!

- Wait a minute.

- Hold it!

It was an accident.

Do you understand that?

She told me all about it.

The baby started to cry.

He couldn't help it. It was an accident.

Do you understand?

Mila.

Mila.

You must leave now.

Take your child to the caretaker.

See to its body.

We...

We will pray for its gentle soul, and you.

Scanlon.

Can you blast through to the prison?

I can, but there's always

a possibility of it collapsing.

What are the chances?

Fifty-fifty.

- All right, let's do it.

- Right.

I speak to you in

your common language, I believe.

There is a battery of mortars

trained on your hiding place.

You may surrender

and be regarded as prisoners of war

under the Geneva Convention,

or I shall simply reduce you to dust.

Thirty seconds for your decision.

Are you crazy?

Let's blast our way out of here.

Wait!

Not one of us would get through that door.

Now, please,

if you are prepared to surrender;

step into the doorwvay,

one by one, without weapons.

Our purpose was to get inside the prison.

It seems we'll accomplish

at least that much.

If we step out into that light,

they're gonna pick us off.

What about that, Rocca?

Come on.

I think two intelligent men,

fighting on opposite sides,

can trust each other for a moment.

I don't think so.

This is one of the consequences of war.

We become enemies by general decree

from one day to another.

Can't we forget the general decree?

No.

These uniforms make our decisions.

We are both prisoners.

All right, then.

We'll take it slowly.

Name, rank and serial number.

My name is of no importance.

I have no rank.

The last number identified with me

was 61235.

- Why are you here?

- For two reasons.

But I can't tell you either of them.

Your wine is excellent.

If you persist in this stubborn attitude,

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