(screeching)
(deep growling)
-(footsteps approaching) -(low growling)
(chittering)
(croaking)
(growls)
(distant snarling)
BUDDY: Okay, now, take your time.
(whispering) There you go.
(rumbling)
Dad! Dad! It's up here!
Slow down, Sam, slow down.
(clanking)
(chittering)
(screeching)
Wow.
Yeah, we're, we're gonna show this to the sheriff.
What's happening? (stammering) Come on, let's go.
Come on, go!
(keypad beeping)
(Predator growling)
BUDDY: Move it. Go, go, go!
Oh! (grunts)
Sam, you all right?
(gasps)
(rustling)
Dad, I'm scared.
Shh, shh, shh.
(breathing anxiously)
(screeching)
Watch out!
(sizzling)
(groaning)
(sizzling)
Dad!
(muffled groaning)
SAM: Dad?
(alarm signal beeping)
(deep growling)
(electronic whirring)
(alarm beeping)
(footsteps clanking)
(low growling)
(beeping)
(machinery clanking)
(growling)
(engine powers up)
(wind whistling)
(indistinct police radio communication)
How you doin', Dallas?
Eddie.
Come on, I'll give you a ride.
(engine starts)
Yeah, I usually ride in the back.
I seem to remember you being with me
a couple of those times.
You got work lined up?
Why? You hiring?
(both laugh)
I've got enough trouble convincing people
I belong on the job.
But I'll ask around town for you.
I appreciate it.
You, uh... You seen my brother?
Actually, I been seeing him too much.
(phone ringing)
MAN: Pizza One. How can I help you?
MAN 2: Gotta wear the hat.
Drew, the only reason you make us wear a hat
is 'cause some manager made you wear a hat
when you were a driver.
Look, the only reason you got this job
is because your guidance counselor begged me
to give it to you.
Yeah, I'm sure the fact that she's hot
had nothing to do with that, huh?
1427 Watercrest.
I can't make that delivery.
Have Barry do it.
This is not a democracy.
Make the run or you're fired.
And wear the hat!
OFFICER (over radio): This is R-31-David
investigating a 10-66 at sewer junction four.
DISPATCH: Copy that, R-31-David.
(croaking in distance)
(grunting)
Harry, we keep telling you guys to stay out of here,
and you keep coming back.
I hate to do this, but I'm gonna have to take you in.
Let me just get my dog.
Butch?
Butch!
Come here, boy.
What is that?
(retching)
Jesus!
Uh, Sheriff, Sheriff.
(door opens, closes)
(doorbell rings)
Hey, Ricky.
Hi, Jesse.
Come on in.
Can I get you something to drink?
I'm good, thanks.
That's a cute outfit, Ricky.
Yeah, isn't Halloween in October?
(chuckling)
At least now I know who ordered the "sausage lover's."
Ooh!
My purse is in the kitchen.
(sportscast playing on TV)
I'm sorry.
He can be such an asshole.
Yeah, well, you've always known how to pick 'em, Jess.
Well, I'll let you in on a little secret.
I'm getting ready to fire him.
Fire him.
That's funny.
So what do I owe you?
Uh, $53.50.
Keep it.
Thanks.
I'll see you later.
(grunting)
JESSE: Dale! Dale, stop it!
Was that laugh you got worth it?
Huh? No answer?
Dale, leave him alone!
(groans)
Give me my keys.
Hope you can find 'em in 30 minutes or less, asshole.
Let's go. Bitch.
-(Ricky coughs) -(guys snickering)
(mocking) Pizza boy.
(grunts)
(coughs)
DALE: Let's go, Jesse!
MAN (over radio): Try and get more information
and call about possible injuries
and whether medical is needed.
WOMAN (over radio): 14-29.
(cocks gun)
Ray, you find anything?
RAY (over radio): Nothing.
Anyone parked at the turnout?
Buddy Benson's truck.
Jesus, Eddie.
He usually goes out with his kid.
(coughing)
(grunts)
Dad?
(groans)
(deep rumbling)
(yells)
Dad?
(screams)
(gagging)
(screams)
(coughing)
(screeches)
(birds squawking)
(door opening)
Hey!
I missed you so much.
She's so big!
I know.
Hey!
God. I can't believe you're home!
HUSBAND: It's been so long.
(duffel unzipping)
You want some help?
Are these for me?
You don't like them?
What, are you kidding me?
Those are so cool.
We'll show you how they work later, okay?
GIRL: Okay.
All right.
You got a problem with the door?
When did you get back?
Today.
What happened to your face?
Talk about it later.
Ricky?
Hey.
We'll talk about it later.
No, let's talk about right now.
Get your hands off me Get your fuckin' hands off me!
So, what happened to your face?
Dale Collins and his friends jumped me.
They threw my keys in the sewer.
All right, give me the bat.
What are you doing here at the house...
-Ricky, I'm not gonna ask you again. -What are you doing?
Give me the fuckin' bat.
(sighs heavily)
Come on, I'll help you find your keys.
(clattering)
(Butch growling)
(barking)
Butch, shut up!
(distant hissing)
-(screeching) -(yelling)
(muffled cries)
(chittering)
(groaning)
(hissing)
(cries out)
WOMAN: Harry?
Better save some for me.
(gasps)
Oh, my God.
Oh, Harry.
(screams)
(screeching)
(yelling)
Please!
(growling)
(screaming)
(crunching)
(electrical crackling)
(croaking)
(keypad beeping)
(startled growling)
(beeping)
(electronic beeping)
(low croaking)
(growling)
(croaking)
(growling)
(beeping)
(growls)
(alarm beeping)
(alarm continues)
(crackling)
Mom!
I'm sorry. It's your bedtime, honey.
I'm not sleepy yet.
Molly.
Put those away.
It's time for bed.
I love you.
I want Dad to read it.
Okay.
I love you.
I'll see you in the morning.
Hey.
You remember all those times
you told me how much you missed Mommy?
It's okay to tell Mommy that.
Okay.
(grunts)
Hurry up.
(tool clatters)
You want to do it?
You're the convict in the family.
(grunting) Funny.
Help me out, all right?
Why don't we just climb down
from where they threw your keys?
So Jesse can see me climb out covered in shit?
No, thanks.
Wait a second.
We're gonna be covered in shit?
Take this.
(sighs)
It's gross down here.
Huh. I can think of worse places.
Guess nobody's home.
Is that a couch?
Yeah.
It's nicer than ours.
What the hell?
(rats squeaking)
Oh, it smells like something died down here.
You sure this is the right way?
This should be it right up here.
That's the drain.
Check down there.
They're your keys, asshole.
You got hands.
Yeah, and I'm not sticking 'em in that shit. You do it.
Knock yourself out.
Tell me about this girl.
What girl?
The one you got your ass kicked over.
It's just a girl.
(chuckles)
No one goes digging around through shit
over just some girl. Okay?
(screeching)
What the hell was that?
C'mon, relax. It's just a rat.
It's no fuckin' rat.
All right, check that drain.
I got 'em.
(growling)
Let's go.
DARCY: Sam?
SHERIFF: Ray, head towards the bridge.
DARCY: Sammy, where are you?
SHERIFF: Buddy?
Buddy?
Sam?
MAN: Kelly, bring 'em in!
Where are you, Buddy?
DARCY (electronically distorted): Sam! Sam!
DARCY: Buddy! Buddy!
SHERIFF: Buddy!
DARCY: We won't stop looking for you, Sammy!
(croaking)
(grunts)
(siren whoops)
(chatter, indistinct radio communication)
Eddie?
Darcy, we'll start up again tomorrow.
My husband and my son are out here, somewhere.
They wouldn't stop looking for me.
Do you think that
something happened?
I don't know.
Why don't you go home and get some rest?
Come on, we need your strength.
Right.
MAN: We're going to regroup tomorrow in the morning.
We're no good at night here.
Ray, anything?
RAY (over radio): Negative.
I'm gonna make a final pass by the ridge.
All right, keep in touch.
Otherwise, I'll see you in the morning.
(croaking)
(sizzling)
DISPATCH (over radio): All units, report back.
(growls)
(panting)
(groans)
(croaking)
Excuse me, sir.
If you've seen my husband or my son.
-Okay. -Thank you.
Pardon me.
If I could give you this.
This is my husband and my son.
Just keep an eye.
Oh, sure.
Thank you.
How's the job hunt going?
Is breaking and entering a special skill?
You got any suggestions?
I hear the bank's hiring.
(scoffs)
WAITRESS: Morning, Sheriff.
Hey.
Morning.
Any word on Buddy and his kid?
Carrie?
Coffee, please.
You guys have been out all night, huh?
No. We called it off at 2:00 a.m.
Ray didn't come home?
Eddie, I thought he was out with you.
I tried his cell phone.
Carrie, listen to me.
Ray was pushing real hard last night.
I'm sure he's still looking.
Cell reception out there...
He always calls, Eddie.
Ray!
Ray?
(flies buzzing)
Ray, you down there?
Ray?
(flies buzzing)
Oh, my God.
(flies buzzing loudly)
CORONER: I can't believe this is Ray Adams.
I don't want to believe it either.
Know what it would take for a man to do this?
For someone to skin a human being?
No tracks.
Nothing.
Eddie, you're in over your head.
What are you going to do?
I'll let you know when I figure it out.
(knocks on truck)
Hey.
Hey, Jesse.
Hi.
You know, you look at me that same way in class.
Yeah, well, uh,
the clock's behind you.
What?
Tomorrow when you're in class, turn around.
You'll see it.
Yeah, I...
I know that it's there, but,
we both know that's not what you're looking at.
You know, you never were a good liar.
Do you want to go swimming tonight?
Swimming.
Where?
At school.
Come on, it'll be like old times.
Old times like before you had a boyfriend?
Yeah.
And it's ex-boyfriend, actually.
He's been fired.
So, tonight.
Around 10:00.
See you tonight.
(thudding)
(croaking)
(electronic whirring)
(croaking)
(distant screeching)
(sizzling)
(distant screeching)
(mechanical whirring)
(whirring)
(croaking)
(electronic whirring)
(roaring)
(hissing)
(beeping)
(rapid beeping)
(screeches)
(screeching continues)
(roaring)
(growls)
(rumbling)
(growling)
(roars)
(gasps)
(beeping)
We're closing out now, Darcy.
See you when you get here.
You all right?
If you want to talk.
It's okay.
You're welcome to stay with me and Cathy tonight.
Darcy's coming by, I'm gonna stay with her.
I'll see you tomorrow.
-(grunting) -(dishes crashing)
Richie?
(screams) No!
(screams)
(whimpering)
(sobbing)
(powering up)
(indistinct chattering)
We found Ray's body in the woods.
He was, uh, he was skinned alive.
Think it's got something to do with
Buddy and his kid disappearing?
I think this kind of thing doesn't happen here.
DISPATCH (over radio): Uh, Sheriff, we have a report
of a small gas explosion in the sewer under 16th.
Do you copy?
Roger, dispatch.
Notify the fire department, I'll meet 'em there.
Right away, Sheriff. Dispatch out.
You want some help?
I don't know, Dallas.
Come on.
I'll ride in the back.
(thudding)
(snarls)
(alarm blaring)
(switches click, alarm stops)
(thudding)
(growling)
(choking)
(snarls)
Ricky.
-Hey. -Hey.
So, uh,
how do we get in?
I taped the lock after class.
(both chuckle)
Hmm.
Uh-huh.
I couldn't decide on which suit I wanted to wear, so,
now, you tell me.
Are you looking at me or the clock?
(sighs)
Come here.
(car approaching)
Oh, my God.
(door opens)
What do you think you're doing, Jess?
Dale, get out of here.
Just remember, Ricky,
I taught this little slut everything she knows.
JESSE: No, Ricky, stop it!
Stop it! Dale, stop it!
Stop it! He's drowning!
(croaking)
(quiet footsteps approaching)
(hissing)
(Predator yowls)
(growls)
(electrical crackling)
(roars)
Get off me.
What the hell was that?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, get out of the water.
-Get out! -Jess, go!
Go!
Oh, my God, get out of the pool!
(screaming)
(Jesse screaming)
Help me!
(yelling)
Go! Go!
Do you think he's dead?
Why don't you go back and find out?
No.
Here!
Window!
(yelling panickedly)
Shit! Oh, shit!
(grunts)
Argh, help me!
Come on!
Help me, argh!
(screaming)
JESSE: Ricky, come on!
Go!
(rustling)
(screeches)
(screams)
Daddy, Daddy!
Daddy!
What is it?
It was outside the window.
What?
It was a monster.
(sighs)
Oh, come here.
(grunting) Come here.
You know, when I was your age,
I used to have these awful nightmares.
I saw it.
It was real.
See? No monster.
-(Alien shrieks) -(Tim screams)
-(Kelly gasps) -(Molly screams)
Tim!
MOLLY: Daddy!
(Molly screams)
Daddy!
(Tim groaning)
We have to go.
Come on!
MOLLY: Daddy!
(growling)
(croaking)
(grunts)
(Predator growls)
(bubbling)
(croaking)
(siren wailing)
EDDIE: The fire spread through the whole plant.
They have to shut down the reactors manually.
Roger that.
Dispatch, we have to evacuate the entire town.
Call the National Guard in Colorado Springs for assistance, over.
DISPATCH: 10-4.
Jesus Christ.
-Sheriff. -Yeah.
I think you should hear about this.
Dallas!
All right, thanks a lot.
Hey, Ricky, what the hell you doing here?
Something came after us, I don't know what happened.
What do you mean, something came after you?
We ran all the way here.
-Slow down. What came after you? -I don't know!
-Where were you? -We were at the school. Mark, he's dead,
and I think they got Nick, too.
What was it?
Ricky!
I don't know.
(footsteps approaching)
Call in help.
Somebody's got to know about this.
Eddie.
Dispatch, where's that backup?
Dispatch, come in.
(static buzzing over radio)
Dispatch, come in.
(static continues)
Let's go, let's get the hell out of here.
(tires screeching)
(distant siren wailing)
Carrie?
The power's out.
Carrie?
You, um...
Oh, my God. Oh, my...
Help me!
-(horns honking) -(siren wailing)
-Where'd it go? -I don't know!
MAN: Hurry! Hurry!
Stay together!
(woman shrieks in distance)
(man yelling in distance)
MAN: Go, hurry!
(man screaming)
(croaking)
(whirring)
(Predator snarls)
(roaring)
(growls)
(thunder rumbling)
DALE: I don't think the police station is such a hot idea.
EDDIE: What do you want me to do?
We don't know what we're dealing with.
(phone beeping)
Come on.
-Look out! -(tires screeching)
(screams)
(sobbing) Sheriff! Sheriff.
-Darcy? -Eddie.
Darcy, what happened? What are you doing?
-At the diner. Carrie's stomach. -What?
There was so much blood.
Her stomach, it was gone.
(sobbing deeply) She's dead! She's dead.
Ricky, get her inside.
Get her in.
Eddie, people are dying.
We need guns.
The National Guard'll be here soon.
Not soon enough.
(sirens wailing in distance)
Can't believe I'm letting you do this.
This plan is stupid.
Let's just leave town now.
'Cause we're not going to make it out of town
without weapons, dickhead.
You're too stupid to talk, Dale. Shut up.
(clanking)
(cocks gun)
(door closes)
Where are the guns?
(exhales) Follow me.
Here they are.
EDDIE: Dale, grab some bags.
Jesse, load them up.
Eddie, you got power on that thing?
Yeah, I just need some light.
(siren wailing)
Go! Go! Go!
LIEUTENANT (over radio): Ground One, secure the area.
Set up perimeter, provide cover for Ground Two.
Roger, Zero-6 out.
Move! Move! Move!
LIEUTENANT (over radio): Report status.
SOLDIER 1: Ground One has secured perimeter.
SOLDIER 2: Ground Two has secured perimeter.
(static crackling)
This is Sheriff Morales for the National Guard. Come in.
Repeat, Sheriff Morales for the National Guard.
Come in.
(over radio) This is Lieutenant Woods,
89th Troop Command, Colorado National Guard.
Go ahead, Sheriff.
What's your location, Lieutenant? Over.
We're on Main Street.
EDDIE: Listen, Lieutenant, I don't know
what your men are walking into,
but our situation is getting worse.
(grunts)
(screams)
EDDIE: Lieutenant, come in. Are you there?
SOLDIER 1 (over radio): We have a missing man.
Hold on, Sheriff.
(hissing)
(screams)
SOLDIER: We've got contact!
(gunfire, soldiers shouting)
SOLDIER 2: It's a fucking ambush!
(soldiers screaming)
What the hell's going on out there?
(yelling)
(screaming)
(gun firing)
(Alien screeching)
(over radio) We've got contact!
-(gun firing) -(Alien screeching)
Fall back! I repeat, fall back!
Lieutenant!
(soldier shouting over radio)
(feedback buzzing over radio)
Lieutenant, are you there?
Lieutenant, come in. Are you there?
(static hissing)
We're not going to make it, are we?
(clattering)
(Jesse screams)
Don't shoot! Take what you want!
I'm not getting killed for no $6.25 an hour.
(Jesse sighs)
We've been attacked.
Terrorists hit Gunnison?
Told you they would one day.
What are you guys, stoned?
You see that?
(thunder crashing)
(aliens yowling)
KELLY (distorted): Hurry up, Molly.
Hurry, Molly.
Hello?
(gun cocking)
Hello?
(gasps)
Are you hurt?
(panting)
Come on in.
She'll be safe here.
(over PA) Dr. Lossen to O.R. 2, stat. Dr. Lossen to O.R. 2, stat.
Keep pressure on that.
Run another liter.
Hold up.
Apparently got a carotid.
Take him straight to Trauma.
Easy now.
(deep growling)
WOMAN (over PA): Code yellow, code yellow.
All non-shift medical personnel
report to Critical Care.
(siren wailing in distance)
(babies crying)
(deep snarling)
(hissing)
(snarling)
(crying continues)
Hi.
When are the lights going back on?
We're on emergency generators until the power's restored.
(panting)
Oh, God. (sighs)
Oh, I think my water just broke.
-Oh... -Okay.
I'll find a doctor.
(gasps)
(snarling)
(body thuds)
(gasps)
(footsteps thudding)
(monitor beeping rapidly)
(low snarling)
(panting)
(snarling)
(screaming)
No!
(thunder rumbling)
Hey.
You two look pretty shaken up.
Hasn't been an easy night for her.
(shivering)
And what about you?
I'll live.
(sniffs)
Okay.
We're leaving in five minutes.
Thank you.
(Molly shivering)
(croaking)
(thuds)
(creaking)
Where is he?
(quiet creaking)
(gasps)
(sighs and moans)
(creaking)
Give me the gun. Give me the gun!
(grunts)
Come on!
(Molly screaming)
(screaming continues)
(grunts)
(Alien screeching)
MOLLY: Mommy!
(panting)
(low snarling)
KELLY: Turn back! It's a trap!
KELLY (distorted): It's a trap! It's a trap!
-Oh, my God. -What the fuck?
-Go! Go! Go! -KELLY: Go!
Molly, come on, run! Run, Molly!
(snarling)
RICKY: Everyone, go, go! Out the front!
Fuck this!
(roaring)
Ah! Shit!
DALE: Shoot the fucking thing!
-(acid hisses) -(Dale shrieking)
(choking)
Dallas.
What was that thing?
(screeching)
(croaking)
(screeching)
(roars)
-(Predator roars) -(Alien growls)
(weapon fires)
(computers beeping)
(beeping rapidly)
What?
(alarms beeping)
That's not possible.
(flat line tone sounding)
Shit. Something's wrong.
Check the other room!
(flat line sounds)
(panting)
What is...
(whimpering)
(moaning)
(screaming)
(screeching)
(low snarling)
Come on!
DARCY: Go, baby, go! Keep running.
EDDIE: Straight ahead. Straight ahead.
DARCY: What the hell?
DALLAS: This is our help?
What the fuck is going on, Eddie?
Where the hell are the bodies?
Oh, they're gonna kill us all!
We're not dead yet.
There may be weapons and equipment we can still use.
Radio.
(beeping)
National Guard, come in.
EDDIE (over radio): Repeat.
Any National Guard unit, come in.
This is Colonel Stevens, U.S. Army.
Identify yourself.
Sheriff Eddie Morales. Gunnison, Colorado.
You have to help us, Colonel.
There's some kind of infestation
and if we don't get help soon, there won't be any of us left.
What's the army's evacuation plan?
Colonel?
Colonel, we need immediate evac.
(over radio) Sheriff, all ground routes
have been compromised.
There is an airlift in 30 minutes
from Gilliam Circle.
Confirm, airlift, Gilliam Circle.
We'll be there in 20 minutes.
But that's right in the center of town.
We'll be there, Colonel.
What the fuck are you?
Everyone, get in the Striker!
I'll drive.
Get up, go, go, go, go.
You sure you can drive that thing?
All right, I'll get on the gun.
Don't miss.
Don't crash.
(engine rumbles)
Hold on!
(hissing)
(thunder rumbling)
(equipment whirring)
(snarling)
(croaking)
(electrical crackling)
(snarling)
(growls)
(electronic whirring)
(aliens chittering)
(tires screeching)
(sighs)
Why are we stopping?
It doesn't make any sense.
Gilliam Circle is right in the center of town.
We'll be surrounded by those things.
Wait a second. What are you saying?
I think the Colonel was lying.
That's crazy. The government doesn't lie to people.
The army thinks about containment first.
They can't risk this getting any worse.
Help is a few miles down that road
and they're waiting for us.
Now, if you won't drive us there, I will.
Eddie, if she's right, the only thing
down that road are more of those things.
You're not seriously considering this.
I'm considering whatever keeps us alive.
Which means getting out of this town.
There are only two helicopters in town,
but one's at the airport.
No, it's too far. We'll never make it.
The other one's at the hospital.
The people at the hospital probably used it to get out.
That's a chance we have to take.
If you're wrong and the helicopter's gone,
we're all dead.
If I'm right, they're dead if they follow you.
KELLY: There's a truck coming.
ANNOUNCER (over PA): There will be an emergency evacuation
from Gilliam Circle.
Medical care and airlift...
Sheriff, what the hell are you doing in there?
Never mind that.
-You guys heading to the airlift? -Yeah.
Okay, follow us. We don't have much time.
All right, listen up.
Everybody's got to choose right now.
(siren wailing in distance)
I'm going to the hospital with the tank.
We all need to go to the center of town.
-That's right. -I'm going with my brother.
I'm with you.
I'm going in the tank.
Dallas, don't do this.
She's wrong.
And brother or not, he's wrong.
You're gonna get them killed!
We're running out of time, Sheriff, we gotta move now.
Hold on!
We're coming with you!
Wait.
Take care.
I hope we're both wrong.
ANNOUNCER: Medical care and airlift...
Let's go!
ANNOUNCER: There will be an emergency evacuation from Gilliam Circle.
Medical care and airlift will be provided for all residents.
I didn't help anybody.
I was too scared.
I just watched them die.
All right, put these on.
You, too.
(thunder rumbles)
All right, listen, whatever happens inside,
the only person that can't get hurt is Kelly, all right?
We all protect Kelly.
What is this, the Titanic?
Screw the women and children first shit, man.
Look, asshole, unless you can fly the helicopter,
shut the fuck up. Let's go.
(glass shatters)
(gasps)
Oh, Jesus.
(breathing anxiously)
Maybe they've all gone.
(growling)
(door creaks open)
(snarling)
(roaring)
(croaking)
(Predator growls)
Oh, God, no!
(Alien screeches)
Fucking shoot it!
(Alien screeching)
(Jesse screaming)
RICKY: Jesse, no, wait!
DALLAS: Move, now!
(growling)
(both roaring)
(Alien screeching)
(Predator roaring)
(beeping rapidly)
(thudding)
(hissing)
(growls)
(Alien screeching)
(blades clanging)
Jesse!
No, wait!
(Molly screaming)
-(Predator roaring) -(Alien screeching)
-(Ricky yelling) -Ricky!
-(Alien screeches) -(Predator roars)
Ricky, wait!
Motherfucker!
Ricky!
(panting)
(groans)
(yells)
Come on.
(retching)
Come on, get up.
You're gonna make it.
(gasping)
(Predator roaring)
KELLY: We have to go. Now!
Come on.
Come on!
KELLY: Go! Go, go, go, go!
(Alien screeches)
(soldiers shouting directions)
Joe!
Is this everybody?
This is all that's left.
What have you heard?
The airlift will be here soon.
(screeching)
(firing gun)
KELLY: Clear!
DALLAS: Come on!
Go, go! You all right?
Come here, Molly.
Go! Go! Follow your mom!
Come on!
KELLY: Everyone, move!
Run, Molly!
-(screeching) -(screaming)
(hissing)
(gasps)
(screeching)
Come on!
Dallas!
I'm trying!
(screeching)
Are you gonna shoot that thing?
Hang on!
(breathes heavily)
Let's go!
-(gun firing) -(screeching)
(hissing)
You got her?
(thunder crashes)
(computer beeping)
Colonel Stevens, this is Gunnison County
requesting status on evac! Over!
Colonel, where's the airlift?
Sheriff, we are ten miles out.
Hold your position. Over.
Colonel, we're here. Over.
(screeching over radio)
God help us all.
All right, get out of here, now.
I'm gonna buy us some time.
I'm not leaving you.
Get to the chopper!
You don't have to do this, Dallas.
Now! Go! Go!
Come on, you motherfuckers!
(beeping)
(screeching)
Hey, over here!
(Alien hissing)
(grunts)
-(gun firing) -(screeching)
Come on.
(screeching)
Okay, go!
(screeching)
Fuck!
Hey, come on over here!
(hisses)
(weapon recharging)
(hissing)
(engine whirring)
Come on!
(recharging beeps continue)
(thunder crashes)
(snarling, hissing)
(beeping faster)
(hissing)
Fuck you!
(screeches)
(thudding)
(screeching)
(Dallas grunts)
(croaking)
(growls)
(panting)
(screeching)
(hisses)
(whipping)
(screeching)
(screeches)
(low growling)
(screeching)
(screeching stops)
(screeching)
(growling)
(screeching)
(roars)
(screeching)
We're not leaving without him!
We have to go.
He'll make it!
(screaming)
Die!
(hisses)
(screaming)
(screeches)
(screaming)
(screeching)
(screeching stops)
(screeching)
(gun firing)
Let's go!
(growls)
(croaking)
(screeches)
(grunting)
(screeches)
(growling)
(roaring)
(screeches)
(roars)
(screeching)
(blade rings)
(screeches)
(jet engine whirring)
(missile whooshing)
(screeching)
Close your eyes!
-(grunts) -Hang on!
Mommy!
(all screaming)
KELLY: Dallas?
Dallas?
(coughing)
(panting)
(panting) Oh, Jesus.
Hey, you all right? Ricky?
Yeah. Press harder, honey.
(groans)
(twig snaps)
(low rumbling continues in distance)
(cocks weapon)
(steady beeping)
(beeping accelerates)
(beeping stops)
Drop your weapons!
(panting)
You bastards killed the entire town.
We're just following orders.
Now, put down your weapons.
(panting)
(Ricky coughing)
We need a medic for my brother.
Medevac is inbound.
MAN: Secure any weapons, and let's set up a perimeter!
Let's go! Move it!
(man shouting orders in distance)
Thought I told you not to crash.
(chuckles weakly)
Mommy?
Are the monsters gone?
They're gone.
(helicopter approaching)
The world isn't ready for this technology.
But this isn't for our world, is it, Ms. Yutani?