Don't!
- Calm down. - Hey, fuck you!
- Calm down. - Fuck you!
It's like his chute didn't open.
- Single shooter! - How do you know?
Please, stop doing that!
You're shooting at the wrong people.
How do I know?
Because otherwise, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Alright.
You want to show me the right ones?
Nikolai. I mean... I'm Nikolai.
What's the last thing you remember, Nikolai?
War. Yeah.
I was at the Chechnya.
And then there was a light.
Then I...
Then I woke up and I was...
Falling.
Yeah, same thing. I was in Baja.
And then, there was a light. And then, "chinga"!
Okay.
Where are we now?
Maybe she knows.
Shit.
You want to lower the weapon?
I've never seen this jungle. And I've seen most.
Alright. You think that's Asia? Maybe Africa?
Too hot for this time of year.
And the topography is all wrong.
Amazon, maybe.
I saw more parachutes.
- Which way? - Why?
So I can figure out who threw me out of a fucking airplane.
What the fuck? Where she goes?
Bullshit, If we listen to this...
Alright, let's take a fucking look.
Fuck.
Do you remember a plane?
I woke up in free fall. You?
The same.
You're IDF?
Yeah. You've been in the service?
Not exactly.
Motherfucker!
Move you motherfucker!
- You with him? - No.
Then why don't you mind your own fucking business?
We have bigger problems right now.
Okay, boss. Whatever you say.
I will finish what you started.
Strength in numbers, huh?
- Stuff like that. - Yeah...
Maybe we should get that guy hanging in the tree.
Help me! Fuck!
Help me! Somebody!
Help!
Hello?
I'm strapped in a parachute in a fucking tree!
- Why don't you shut the fuck up? - Oh, thank God!
I think I can...
Stop moving, you are breaking the branch.
Do you have anything to cut yourself down with?
Why would it...? No, I dont.
Look. If we can get him broke from one of the chute.
Do something!
- Help! - Taking too long.
Help!
- Who the hell are you? - I'm a doctor...
I was on my way to work.
Can someone please just tell me...
what the fuck is going on here?
Your ass is awesome.
Look.
Hot Damn! Who the hell is this guy?
What the hell is that?
Who would do this?
Whoever they are, they take trophies.
In my culture, the warrior with the greatest trophies...
- command the most respect. - Whatever.
It's a test.
To see how we do under pressure.
If this were a test, you'd all be military.
Total strangers, Live rounds.
This is something else.
Maybe it's ransom. Back in Tijuana,
we kidnap you, put you in an oil drum.
If the ransom not paid...
We light you on fire.
I hear these stories,
about these experiments they roll on Cons.
They stick drugs in your food, and sit back and watch what happens.
It's not drugs.
If there was a psychotropic compound, we'd be feeling the residual side effects,
Loss of motor skills, blurry vision...
and if it was a behavioral experiment, I mean, there'd...
be a point.
What if we are dead.
- I was gonna be executed in two days. - And I was in combat.
So was I.
This is Hell.
Last time I looked you didn't need a parachute to get there.
But it doesn't matter what happened, or why.
We're here...
the only question is...
How do we get out?
Where are you going?
- To high ground. - We need to stick together.
Then you should follow me.
Yeah, I wouldn't do that.
Yep.
Archaefructus liaoningensis. That is really, really poisonous.
Wouldn't take more than one scratch, cause total paralysis.
Thank you.
I will watch for you out here.
You made a buddy.
Hey.
We need to rest.
So rest.
You look like you could use it too.
You got a name?
Look...
I'm sorry. You want to play scout leader? Great.
Now you gonna follow me? Fine.
But I'm not doing this...
I'm better on my own.
Want to see something fucked up?
Well, between that and the sun...
- I'd say we have a real problem. - What about the sun?
It hasn't moved since we got here.
What do you think is really going on?
What do I think?
Spetznatz Alpha Group,
Los Zetas cartel enforcer,
R.U.F. that's a death squad from Sierra Leone,
Yakuza in the Dawokei,
the F.B.I.'s Most Wanted,
and... him.
They're all heavy-hitters, he doesn't belong.
Belong to what?
Well, I'd say we were chosen.
What about you?
What about me?
You know the jungle, all the players...
I'm guessing ex-military, black-ops,
- probably a mercenary. - You got a problem with that?
Not at the moment.
Good.
Something was dropped here.
Same as us.
Not the same as us.
You said we were chosen.
Chosen for what?
Oh, shit.
Looking good there, boss.
Look out! Step!
Help!
- 12 o'clock. 110 meters. - Take him! Take him!
We don't have to.
He left.
We triggered a dead man's trap.
It's two weeks.
Judging from the rate of decomposition.
He took up a position here.
shooting in all directions.
This was a last stand.
United States Special Forces.
This is strange. He's supposed to be...
deployed in Afghanistan.
What's he doing here setting traps for us?
They weren't meant for us.
He was hunting something else...
- Something a lot bigger. - Bigger?
The trunk was a dead-fall.
The rule of thumb with a dead-fall,
is that you set the weight five times that of the target animal.
Whatever it was, it got through the trip-wires.
And did this.
Let's move.
What is it?
Nothing.
What is it? Nothing.
We're gonna need a new plan.
Hey, where are we going?
Someone put us on this rock, there's gotta be a way off it.
Ah! What the fuck?
Hey, you know what? Fuck this!
This is bullshit, man. I want a gun!
Come man. You got two mother fucking guns, man!
Somebody give me a gun!
Come on Russian, you got a big fucking gun!
Come on man, give me a gun.
Give me a gun, right now!
Give me a gun.
I'm ready to die.
Are you?
Help!
Fuck you!
Looking good there, boss.
Run! Run! Come on! Climb!
Oh, shit!
No!
As bad as you are...
those things are worse.
Since we still eight, they just... What? Left?
No.
The whistle.
They were called.
Alright. Listen up!
Everybody do a shell count.
We've got to conserve ammunition.
Reload. Do it now.
Excuse me, I'm... just what the hell is going on here?
We're being hunted.
The cages, soldier, all of us.
All brought here for the same purpose.
This planet is a game preserve.
And we're the game.
In case you didn't notice,
we just got flushed out.
They sent the dogs in.
Just like you would if you were stalking boar.
Shooting quail.
They split us apart, and they watched.
Testing us.
How do you know all this?
Because...
that's what I would do.
- Fantastic. - Wait...
- There are only seven of us. - Help me!
Help!
Help.
- Wait... - What?
It's a trap.
Help me.
Fuck me.
Help.
Wound one man.
Make him suffer.
Make him bleed.
Make him call out for help.
And set a trap, and kill those who come.
I know, because I have done this.
So we're gonna leave him here, right?
Come on, look at him. He's done.
There's nothing... There's nothing else we can do, right?
Right?
We leave him.
I can't.
Then that's on you.
Help me.
Help me. Help me. It's a trap. It's a trap.
What are we gonna do?
We should go to higher ground.
Really?
We're trapped on an alien hunting planet,
you really think the solution is to...
walk over?
It wants us to run.
That's how it hunts.
This is its jungle.
Its game.
Its rules.
We run...
we die.
What's the alternative?
We need to know what we're dealing with.
The dog tracks go that way.
We go after it.
What?
No movement.
Looks like, we're not the only things been hunted.
Oh, shit!
What the fuck is that thing?
This is a mistake. We have to leave. Now!
Where's the tough guy?
He left us.
He's here.
Run!
Run! Run!
Run! Run! Run!
You set us up!
He led us into that death camp.
Then hid and waited for that thing to strike.
We were bait.
I needed to know who we're up against.
- Now I do. - A man is dead because of that.
This morning you were ready to kill him.
Well it ain't this God damn morning, is it?
- Well at least he didn't die in vain. - Why?
So we could find out first-hand,
what it feels like to have our asses kicked?
No, we found out that there's more than one of them,
that they use projectile and energy based weapons,
that they have some sort of cloaking device,
that they're bigger than us,
stronger.
But also heavier.
You've put us at risk for yourself.
Do you wanna be in your own?
You got it.
Why don't you tell them the true?
- I don't know what you're talking... - You know what I'm talking about.
The way you looked to that thing, that was strung up.
The way you reacted.
She knows what it is.
Don't you.
We don't have a name for them.
'87, Guatemala.
A Spec ops team went into the jungle.
High end. Six men plus a CIA liaison.
Only one made it out.
In his debrief...
He said they came in contact with something.
He gave a detailed description.
The thing on the totem.
It wore some kind of camouflage that adjusted to ambient light.
Made it nearly invisible in our spectrum.
It could see in infra red. Heat signatures.
He used mud to block his. That's how he beat it.
It hunted, and killed his team.
One by one.
Whatever it is.
Wherever they're from.
We gonna kill 'em all.
We set up a defensive perimeter.
Make it look like we're holding up. And that will bring 'em to us.
We force them into a choke point. We get 'em in overlap in fields of fire.
It can be done.
I can't do it alone.
You know man, if we ever make it home...
I'm going to do so much fucking cocaine.
I'm gonna rape so many fine bitches.
About, what time is it? 5 o'clock? Damn.
Time to go rape me some fine bitches.
You know what I'm saying?
Oh yeah, totally.
It's like, 5 o'clock...
- Bitch raping time. - Hmm, yeah.
- You should stay away from him. - Yeah.
You still pissed?
Fuck you.
You know, what the difference between you and me is.
We both did the same thing.
You just do it for your country so you don't have to admit you like it.
What happened to you?
What made you so fucked up?
There is no hunting like the hunting of a man.
And those who have hunted armed men long enough,
and liked it,
never really care for anything else thereafter.
That's pretty poetic.
Did you come up with that all by yourself?
No, actually.
That was Hemingway.
Where the fuck is it?
Why isn't it coming?
They see our traps.
- Hey, Doc. - Hey.
I think I just figured out a way you can be useful.
Shit!...
I'm in left side, just I heard the sign!
Come on, come on, come on!
- Oh, shit! - Come on, come on.
Fucking shoot!
Shoot it already!
Fuck...
all of you!
Is he dead? Why ain't you smiling?
- Oh, shit. - The thing from the cages.
Maybe he thought we were the ones who droped it here.
Good shot, though.
I missed.
Over here.
What the fuck are you?
I'm alive.
You talk too loud.
I've smelled you since you got here.
If I can smell you, If I can hear you...
They can too.
Storm coming soon, this way.
Wait.
Who are you?
Noland run away.
Live to fight another day.
I'm the one that got away.
The one you don't fuck with.
Come on, feel the vibe of this place.
Where are we?
There's a journal somebody left behind.
The machine's dead. The power source, ain't.
Wow, what a shit hole. You live here?
Oh, no, no. This is my summer home.
I winter in the Riviera.
The schools are so much nicer there.
And the men? Ooh la la...
By the way, you're welcome.
How have you survived?
Salvaging what I can,
when I can, from whatever I can.
Oh...
Noland, Ronald. "Air Cav.".
They...
They drop you all in too?
Yeah.
Mmm...
What a rush?
Hey... Yeah, I'll tell him.
Hey "Agent Orange", you wanna...
put that down.
Several people around here particular about other people messing with their shit.
Very important, though. Disrupts the heat signature.
You motherfuckers!
So you killed one?
Aha, I killed one. Two...
Maybe three. No, I can't remember.
Anyway, there's...
two different types of them out there.
Now, they're similar, but they're different.
It's kinda like, the difference between dogs and wolves.
But the ones it'll running things up there...
the larger ones hunt the smaller ones.
It's some kind of...
blood-feud I guess, that's been going on for a long time.
Oh, yeah.
- And they do this, just for sport? - Oh, yeah...
And they bringing in fresh meat, season after season...
I mean, shit you wouldn't believe.
Bring it in...
and...
hunt it, and kill it. In that order.
How long have you been here, man?
Seven seasons, I think...
What?
Ten? Damn...
Anyway. Every once in a while, one of us kills one of them...
and let me tell you, that's when they get real interested.
See, they learn...
quick, they adapt.
They develop a whole new set of skills.
They come back the next season. In threes, always in threes.
Their armor might have changed.
Or their weapons have changed, or...
their tactics have changed.
It's amazing.
So, it's like an evolution...
They train to make themselves in to better killers.
You said, they come back...
How?
- They got a ship. - A ship?
Yeah. It's 30 yards from their camp.
I told you they wouldn't see it. I told you they wouldn't.
You were there.
You could've helped us.
How do we kill them?
However you can.
They must have a weakness.
Not many.
You wanna survive?
You'd dig in deep, you stay hid.
Yeah, well we're gonna go with door number two.
How do we get out of this valley?
Ten seasons...
The first two seasons. No, three seasons I was here,
I was walking in the same direction.
Trying to reach the edge of the preserve.
Let me tell you something, there ain't no "edge of the preserve".
Maybe you or your friend wanna tell me about that ship.
I see...
That's...
a brilliant idea. Brilliant.
The whole time I've been here, it never occurred to me to...
commandeer the alien spacecraft.
But I wouldn't know how to fly it.
He would.
Because you know how to fly it?
I'll give it a shot.
Well...
I'm gonna get some sleep.
No noise, they're out there.
They're always out there.
The water in there.
Help yourself, all of you.
Who's that?
My kids.
The big one is Rien, and Sasha.
This is... Candy Lee.
Tits like Howitzers.
Is that your girlfriend?
No, it's my sister.
This is old. Very old.
They've been doing this for a long time.
You speak English.
Yes.
Why don't you say more?
Because I talk too much.
Thanks.
Do you know what I was doing when I was taken?
Isaac, my spotter.
He was caught.
I could've done something,
but then I would've been slaughtered along with him.
So I hid.
I watched him die.
I wish I pulled that trigger.
You're doing what you have to do, to survive.
You said we were chosen.
I asked for what.
I should've asked why.
It's because we...
are predators.
Just like them.
We're the monsters, of our own world.
It's only better, that we're never going back.
No, I'm going back.
I'm going after that ship.
You're gonna hope to fly it in tha last hour, and now you tell me?
No.
That thing strung up in the camp right now.
In my guess, it'd do just about anything to get free.
Enemy of my enemy.
It doesn't make it a friend.
So, what do I call you?
Smoke!
Hey! Smoke!
Where's Noland?
He's a scavenger. He wants what we have.
Come on, there must be away out.
- Damn it! - Do it! -- Let's get out of here!
You see the shit you got us into, man?
I told you that, you'd never listening to me, you know.
Six more, six more fucking mouths to feed.
I can barely stand live with you!
I wanna live with their food!
Damn it!
What?
Say goodbye to your little friend!
You're in my house motherfucker!
Get down!
- Yeah, that didn't open up shit! - It wasn't meant to, asshole.
I'm calling in the cavalry.
Let's fucking get out!
Open up! Do it, fucker!
Come on!
You finally found me ha, big dog?
Well...
What took you so long?
It's not gonna open! Come on!
God damn it!...
It's toying with us.
Guys! Oh, shit!
Hey!
Come on. This way.
Hey!
I, I... I lost you guys.
Come on.
You've got to get me out of here, man. Come on.
Let's move.
"What a face you got on you!"
We killed it!
We fuckin'...
We fuckin' killed it!
We killed it!
We fuckin' killed it!
Huh? Who's your daddy now, motherfucker?
Suck my dick, bitch!
Die you space faggot!
Who do you think you're dealing with, huh?
Is that all you got? Go! Go! Go!
Come on... Come on! Come on!
Let's get to that ship.
Oh, shit!
Ah, shit!
Shit! Fuck!
A nother inch. it would hit my tibial artery.
- I guess it's my lucky day. - It isn't.
That trap wasn't meant to kill.
It was meant to maim.
He's dead weight. Come on.
No, I can... I can still walk.
Oh, shit! God!
No, we can't let him through. He's done.
You gonna beg us to slow down,
- No, no, no.... - to carry you.
You can't leave me here.
You can't. I have a family. I've... I got kids.
I'm sorry.
- We need to go. - No, no!
You're taking me with you! You're taking me with you!
Fuck you, I can still make it.
We use him.
We booby trap him.
- No... - They'll go to him to take trophies.
This is our last chance.
This isn't right, he's one of us.
He is. That's what they're counting on.
They want you to feel something for this man,
to be human.
And what are you?
Alive.
What's that worth?
Please. Please, I'm begging you. Please.
You should go.
- Come on. - Okey.
- You should've gone with him. - I know.
Hey.
I want off this planet.
You understand me?
I'll cut you down.
You take me to the ship.
The ship.
You understand me, don't you?
Huh?
Shit!
- God. - I'm sorry.
Well, we're not dead yet.
Shit!
I guess he made it.
If we can do it over again,
would you make the same choice?
Yes.
Thank you.
When the time comes,
I'll choose both.
I promise you it will be quick.
No...
It won't.
That's right.
It's a neurotoxin.
So many to choose from around here.
But don't worry. It's not fatal.
You'll be able to experience...
everything.
I guess now you realize why they chose me.
I was in front of you guys the whole time.
Watching you.
Earning your trust.
You couldn't see me for what I really am.
You see, back home...
I'm a murderer.
I'm a freak.
But here,
among the monsters...
I'm normal.
I like it here.
I want to stay.
Oh, you came back.
I missed my ride.
Oh, thank God. Help us get out of here.
She's paralyzed.
Maybe they gave her something, I don't know what.
But it paralyzed her.
Come on.
You're so busy, you didn't care about it.
You've got to look out for yourself.
We're getting out of here, just stay in tight.
Now, I didn't think you'd come back.
But she...
she never lost faith on you.
I guess I owe you an apology.
You are a good man after all.
No...
I'm not.
But I'm fast.
Come here.
Please, don't kill me! Please, don't kill me!
I won't!
Help me.
I'm one of you.
Come on, come on! Do it!
Over here, kill me! Come on!
Do it now! Kill me!
Oh, shit!
Did you kill it?
Yeah.
I'm Royce.
Nice to meet you, Royce.
I'm Isabelle.
Now...
Let's find a way off this fucking planet.