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It's been two years

since their mother ship
arrived out of nowhere,

sending thousands
of unmanned drones

to reek havoc across
every country on the planet.

Billions of us died.

What came next
was the real test.

An invasion force,
hell-bent on destroying

what was left of humanity.

If it wasn't for a handful
of brave men and women,

they would have succeeded.

We were successful in
our first counter-assault.

Even gained allies
amongst some of the Greys

wanting this war to end.

But now, the alien
leaders tighten the noose,

take ground, kill
more of our forces.

I fear that the
worst is yet to come.

Stop.

Careful what you wish for.

Step inside my office, boys,

And, the girl.

What I'm about to show you

has only been known
to a handful of people.

Even less have ever seen this.

Scientists discovered it

embedded in the
sea floor in 1966.

They shipped it here.

This is Project Rainfall.

Steady up, boys!

- It's just shrapnel.
- Sunray!

Third resistance
taking heavy fire!

Secure that wall
and get them out!

Third resistance, hang tight.

We're almost there.

Third resistance is in there!
We need to get them out!

Second platoon with
me. The rest, left flank.

Three squad, this is Sunray.

We are inbound, over.

Get us out of here, now!

Cover! Cover and fire!

Where are you lot going?

Need to cross. Get
behind their lines.

They're hitting us hard.

We've held this
position for two days.

You want to go
across? We'll cover you.

But it's your
funeral. Go! Go! Go!

Three squad?

We've lost them, Sunray.

Third squad's gone.

All units be advised.

Mission compromised.

Intel is on the move.

Heading western settlement.

We have multiple
KIA calling for exfil.

Whisky One, this
is Drop Bear Actual.

We've bridged the
western settlement.

We are good to
go for that intel.

Copy, Drop Bear Actual.

Good work.

You're our last chance.

Your intel about
this better be right...

or you'll end up like
your mate down there.

Whisky One, this
is Drop Bear Actual.

The fox is in the henhouse.

Green light to
resistance incursion.

Zorro call sign.

Mission is a go.

Copy, Whisky One.
Starting our run.

Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go!

Tigers, break off and
engage ground targets.

Fighters, on me.

Let's go!

Taking heavy fire.

Better make this
quick, Drop Bear.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Don't stop!

Whisky One, be advised.

first resistance
entering target area now.

Watch for friendly fire.

Aah!

Matt!

Whoa!

Eyes on first resistance.

Intel secured. Prisoners freed.

I'll open my last case of
Scotch for you, Drop Bear Actual.

Zorro call sign.

You blow that fucking
settlement back to their stone age.

We've still got
friendlies in the area.

That is an order.

Our Greys are still down there.

Drop your payload
and get out of there.

Copy, Whisky Actual.

Boom.

Take what you want,
use what you take.

- Thank you.
- Yeah, I'll have one.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

Take what you want,
use what you take.

Okay, move it.

On you go.

Bloody Grey lover.

What a bitch to
the cause you are.

Go get 'em, Amelia.

You know what I miss, Amelia?

Chocolate macadamias.

Jesus, they were good.

Straight ahead,
through the arch.

Oh, it's a kid. Just a kid.

She was spying on us.

Please, no...

This technology
belongs to my kind.

You're famous.

- There's a price on your head.
- It was just for food.

Please, I'm starving.

You remind me more
and more of my ex-wife.

Very maternal.

You look a bit like her too.

Let's go.

He says they have 57.

I wonder how many of them...

Fighters. Fourteen.

Twelve efficient.

The remainder are sick children.

Not bad. She needs
to ask about weapons.

No weapons and
supplies. We should...

Ask for intel to trade, Amelia.

What? You took too damn long.

Something big is coming.

The Kali.

Kali?

Protectors of the Elders.

He is frightened.

There is talk of Rainfall.

What the hell is Rainfall?

Covert extraction.

Foxtrot, this is Zulu.

We request immediate extraction.

Anything else on Rainfall?

Not yet, but we're on it, ma'am.

Shit. Sorry.

Oh, it's okay. It's just Amelia.

How are you doing?

Sleeping better?

Sometimes.

And sometimes I
wake up screaming

from what they did to me.

But you came back for us.

You, Abraham, Matt.

Shit, sorry. It's Matt.

It's okay. It was
a long time ago.

No. It's Matt.

Suarez!

Get this to Intel right away.

Matthew, where did you get that?

Western Settlement. Yesterday.

Big guy had it on.

Very angry.

Hi, sis.

How are you doing?

Just tired.

Give it to me.

You wish, Gary.

What is a Gary?

Well, you look
like a Gary to me.

And we used to know
a Gary, didn't we?

Yeah.

He had a wife, two kids.

Until one of you maggots
slaughtered them all.

I did not kill this human.

I also knew a Jackson.

But you're no
Jacko, are you, Gary?

- My name is...
- I reckon he looks

a little bit like a Richard?

A bit of a dick.

Focus on that, Gary.

When he says your name's
Gary, just agree with him.

You'll live a lot longer.

See you around, Gazza.

Hey.

So we have established
communication

with the European community
and the United States,

and they have been
hit very, very hard.

Nuclear weapons were deployed...

unsuccessfully.

They hit none of their targets.

Now, this situation
continues to decline

with the arrival of this new
command ship at North Head.

Greys are massing forces.

Significant forces
in all directions.

And we're suffering
unsustainable casualties here.

So, Sydney's lost.
We're surrounded.

I've got to be
frank with you here.

It's my military judgment
we need to evacuate

all resistance forces
and friendly civilians.

We're still finding civilians.

Naturally there's going to
be collateral losses here.

- The crucial elements...
- Squadron leader,

what are your pilots
seeing out there?

They rarely see anyone
out there anymore, sir.

It's not that we don't
want to save everyone,

it's just, as
Commander Hayes said,

the Greys don't need pilots.

We do.

Granted. Thank you, Robin.

Look, we've kept
the fighting in the city

the last 12 months,

and we really made
the Greys bleed.

Half a million Australians
owe their lives to you people.

We can't give up on the rest.

Yeah, but we also can't
jeopardize our assets

and endanger the
lives of the pilots.

Look, you did your best shot...

You gave a shot.

And we appreciate that.

But, Abe, I got to be
honest with you, mate.

If you choose to stay,

you're going to do
so without air support.

That's not going to work.

It's as simple as that.

Okay.

Start the final evacuation.

Wait. There's something else.

Over the past few weeks,

I've encountered sources
that all speak of some event.

Rainfall.

What's a Rainfall?

What is that, something that
the Greys cooked up for you?

Christ, they'll do anything
for an extra food ration.

These are credible Greys.

There's no such thing...

as a credible Grey.

And forgive me, but you're
not exactly in any position

to tell us what's credible.

We have confirmed that
Rainfall was on the data console

that Matt's strike
team just captured.

It's the only human word.

Rainfall was the code
name for Pine Gap.

American base in
Central Australia.

And this helmet
is from the Kali.

Protectors of the Elders.

If they are here, it is
for something important.

Okay.

If it's important to
them, it's important to us.

We need to send a
recon out to Pine Gap.

You're talking about a
suicide mission here, Abe.

We need everything
we have to evacuate.

He's right, Abe. That
gauntlet run is going to be hell.

No, no, what we need
is to stop the Greys

from winning this fucking war!

Do I have two volunteers

to go by ground
transport to Pine Gap?

I'll go.

I'll go.

Anyone else?

I will go too.

Okay, settled.

No.

You can't send
this thing in there...

He's going to
need an interpreter.

All right.

Let's start getting
those refugees loaded.

Uh, Simmons, you and the
Grey will be on the first run out.

Good luck, everyone.

Okay, let's go.

We're all going to
the same place now.

I can get you on the first
transport with Hayes' staff.

- Just do this for me, please.
- Sorry, boss.

That's why you love me. Mwah.

What are you doing?

I need you here with me.

I was one of the
first to join your side.

Now, most of my kind,
and yours, wish me dead.

- Tell me about it.
- If the Kali are here,

I need to know why.

Okay.

Good luck.

No fucking way.

Now, you're a big boy.

Ride her like she's yours.

Vox. Not many left.

Very loyal creatures. Noble.

- They're adorable.
- Fear not, Matthew.

How do you your people say?

Grow a pair.

Grow what, Gary?

Grow what?

Simmons.

I am sorry you have
to travel with that thing.

I'll be fine.

Well, if that piece of
shit tries anything funny...

The rounds are my own
design. Penetrates the armor.

Shredder rounds. I'm good.

You can never be too
careful. What's the matter?

The settlement, yesterday.

- There were kids.
- Yeah.

- And they...
- Okay, yeah, yeah.

You can't think
about that, all right?

Those orders are on
me, you followed them,

you got our people
out, all right?

You got our people out.

But we got bigger fish
to fry here, all right?

There's something
more about that night...

No. I don't want you
to think about that.

Find out what this
Rainfall thing is.

Report back to me.

Now take it.

Matthew.

Time to load up.

Oh, Matt...

don't forget who
the enemy is, hmm?

Sure.

Let's go, Romeo.

Romeo. Gary.

Why do you insist on
calling me these names?

Cultural difference,
snapper-head.

The deeper shit we're
in, the harder we laugh.

Well, we do not.

By the time this is over, Gary,

you're going to grow
a sense of humor.

Or I'm going to shoot you.

You got bigger things to
worry about than that, mate.

Hey, you be safe out there.

- You too, old man.
- Okay.

Come back to us, all right?

Hey.

Hey! You going to say goodbye?

You going to keep making
friends with the enemy

while the rest of us fight?

- And die?
- Fuck you.

The ones that joined us
want this shit to be over,

just like us.

And none of them
would ever betray us?

Oh, I forgot.

Amelia, the human.

The good thing for
us, you're never wrong.

Let's go, Gary.

All she thinks about is you.

She's your problem now, man.

Good luck, Matt.

You too.

All right, people,
let's load up.

This is the real deal.

Final vehicle and
equipment checks.

All weapons active.

It's going to get a
little bumpy out there.

Let's look out for each other.

Go, go, go!

Stay low. Stay sharp.

You all know this shit.

Convoy!

Start it up.

Good luck, everyone.

Good evening, everyone.

I'm going to your
in-flight entertainment.

This is a nonsmoking,
pimped-out government bus,

unless we're smoking those
blood-like bastards up there.

All right.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Hurry.

Covert One, we're on our way.

- Good luck, gentlemen.
- Later.

All right, come in.

This is Simmons, Gary,
and the rodents, good to go.

Bus good to go.

Support vehicle standing by.

Convoy standing by.

Prepare to open doors!

Here we go!

Go! Go! Go!

We're going dark.

Lights out!

This is crazy. We
got to turn back.

No one goes back.

- We go through.
- Roger that.

Convoy's suffering heavy losses.

Zorro, take Blackbird.
Cover the convoy.

Copy, Whisky One.

Incoming, on your right.

Zorro, flight. Drop to the deck

and keep the
fighters off their back.

Blackbird, Buzzard, Cobra.

Try to lead them away.

Copy that, Zorro.

- At six o'clock.
- Call them as you see them.

Gary! Aerial targets!
Coming at two o'clock!

Come on, you maggots!

Yeah!

Keep the convoy tight!

Where's our air support?

Reports of the command
ships in the city lifting off.

Fuck. I'll look into
it. Give me that one.

Suarez, you okay?

There's nothing we
can do for them now.

They will make it.

Hey.

I can't find Marcus.

Marcus.

- Stay down!
- Matt, I can help.

I said stay down!

Gary! Protect that Vox!

Watch out! Watch
out in the back.

Everybody in the
front of the bus!

Keep them busy.

Get down. Get down. Look out.

Look out. Get down. Get down.

Call sign, Zorro. Come in, over.

Zorro. Who is this?

It's me. I've got a bus
full of people down here

with bad guys all over us.

Hold on.

Now or never,
babe, or we're dead!

Zorro, what are you doing?

I need assistance.

There's one on me.

Hold your line. I got your back.

Robin!

Yes! Whoo!

That's my girlfriend.

Beautiful work, Zorro.

Thank you, sir.

Stupid kid.

Your sister's
going to be pissed.

- Ooh!
- Amelia's fine.

What did you expect me to
do, just stay back by myself?

What if something
happened to you?

I don't want you here, kid.

He is not to blame
for your mistakes.

You cannot control him.
You have no discipline.

- You danger our mission.
- Stay out of it, Gary.

Why? The boy has hands. A gun.

He is small and
skilled, like a Huzkit.

He's staying with the convoy.

Base, this is Simmons.

Tell Amelia the kid's with me.

Alien trackers have
reached the base.

Get back!

Get back!

Go! Come on! Go, go, go!

Straight on the tracks.

Exit tunnel. Drop that shit.

- I'm okay.
- Are you okay?

Second Division is falling back.

We'll go through the
tunnel. We're going back.

Coming through, sorry.

It's this way. Come
on, on the trucks.

- Greys, move back...
- Hey.

Hey.

We got to get out
of here. Let's go.

We wait. Humans first.

No, come on.

No, let's go. You're coming.

You, on that truck over
there. Go on, move.

- Let these Greys pass.
- No. Not happening.

What? On whose orders?

Wing Commander Hayes.

This is bullshit.

This way. That's it, people.

Load up, people! Come on!

Bailey! Get the gate open.

- What?
- That's it. Come on.

Come on.

Sydney's not going to let us go.

Down! Move! Move! Move! Move!

One, zero, niner, come in.

Zero Alpha, this is
Bravo! Send support! Over!

- Atmospheric contact.
- Zero Alpha, say again? Over.

One, zero, niner, come
in. Atmospheric contact.

Unknown object falling at speed.
Origin: the alien colony ship.

You need to evac now.

Come on! Move, move, move, move!

Get down!

Heading two, zero,
eight, east-southeast.

Impact with the
city is imminent.

Aah!

Get on, everyone!

Come on, old man.

Come on.

Simmons? Are you there?

Copy.

Sydney was just destroyed.

Which part?

All of it.

There'll be a reckoning, Matt.

Focus on the mission.

Find out what Rainfall is.

Stay out of the occupied zones.

We'll drop you off.

Sir.

Gary, this is our stop.

Matt, I'm serious. You
can't just leave me here.

It's safer, Matt. Three of us.

Get your gear, kid.

But you're riding with him.

Me?

It was your idea.

Got a problem?

No, but if I did,

I wonder if it would be
a concern of yours at all.

He's learning.

Making yourselves
at home, aren't you?

There are stories from our
planet from a long time ago.

I imagine it looked
the same as this.

Well, your planet's dead, so...

What are they doing?

I do not know.

Hyah!

Is this going to be it?

Running.

Fighting. Hiding.

Repeat.

Until we run out of luck?

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't you start having
doubts on me now, girl.

This is temporary.

Human beings have been on
this planet for 200,000 years.

We've had ice ages,
and the plague, and...

and disco music, and
we've survived it all.

Seriously, why do you
think the Greys came?

We are the success
story of the Milky Way.

Attention, attention...

All Greys to be
vetted before housing.

Why? Where are you taking them?

Just security protocol, sir.

They'll be well looked after.

Well, you just make sure
that you do look after them.

These Greys are on our
side, all right? Go with them.

Follow me. This way.

- This way.
- Well done.

Hayes wants to see
you all right away.

This is Commander Hayes.

We are now at stand two.

We are now at stand two.

Have you even been down there?

There's thousands of
refugees inside this base now.

They're frightened.
They're looking for answers.

I am in the business
of saving civilian lives.

I asked you to get
me the inventory.

- Do your job.
- Yes, sir.

You can consider
me your shepherd.

Yeah, well, we're
not your sheep, mate.

Yeah, you're dead
right about that, mate.

You know what?

You'll have your say
when the dust settles.

But right now...

right now you're
wasting my time.

- Is that right?
- Get him out of here.

Piss off.

Oh, Jesus, you guys are alive.

- Hey, mate.
- Hey, buddy.

- It's good to see you.
- You too.

What was all that about?

Oh, Wing Commander
Dickhead up there

is being a fascist.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
he'd have his reasons.

Just relax.

That's what I love
about you, mate.

You're always ready to
give someone a chance.

I'll be down with the
civilians when you're done.

All right.

Abe, how the hell are you, mate?

They just hit us
with a fucking rock.

- We're still kicking.
- Yeah, we are.

Amelia?

- Josh, you remember Amelia?
- Yeah, of course I do.

Welcome.

I think you'd both appreciate
what we've done here, actually.

It's...

It's pretty monumental.

Why don't you come take a look?

I don't understand where we are.

- What is this place?
- I thought you might know.

- A bit your vintage.
- Really?

I retired, I wasn't fossilized.

It's an old military research
complex from the '50s.

Then some high-power
gradients were added

by civilian scientists.

We had classified projects.

Vacant for about a
decade until we moved in,

began to fortify the bastard
over the last couple of years.

Got everything here, mate.

Medical bays, hydroelectric
power stock stores.

Wing Commander
Hayes was stationed

at Air Force headquarters
before the occupation.

Stationed at a desk, I presume?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,
I was, Miss Chambers.

Tactical warfare at the
upper levels of Command.

But that's not what
you're asking, is it?

I just can't imagine
an officer in the field

would ditch our allies.

Oh, that was never the
intention, Miss Chambers.

What's this?

In the Sydney evac,
his men had orders

to leave our Greys behind.

It's called protocol.

- It's protocol.
- Protocol?

- Yeah. It's called protocol.
- Okay. Yeah. Convenient.

Yeah. We moved
essential personnel first.

You know, I think you
and I might have got off

on the wrong foot.

So...

come with me.

Attention. Attention.

All vehicles inspected
prior to patrols,

as per orders...

- What are they doing?
- Preparing for war, Abe.

That demands precision
and technical intelligence,

which we are receiving
from the Greys.

It's their technology
integrated with ours.

It's a beautiful thing.

Go, go, go, go!

Let's go! Get down! Move it!

Shit.

We got to help them out.

No, they're done for, kid.

There might be something
we can use, though.

- Come on.
- Matt...

if we leave, they're dead.

Okay.

You and old mate
Gary here take the left.

I'll go right. Hit them
with the cross fire.

Yup. Let's do it.

Except, Pow, you get hit by
those four trackers in the tree

you didn't see.

We're all dead.

And no one finds
out what Rainfall is.

You've got to be smarter, kid.

Those are Kali craft.

All the more
reason to take them.

Right.

I'm going to start the shooting.

Wait until I draw them off.

Then what? We come and get you?

Right. Gary?

Keep the boy safe.

And?

Take them out... in the behind.

Whatever makes you happy, Gary.

Come on.

Get our bags and stay alert.

Go. Go.

Stay behind me, all right?

Why should we risk our lives?

We should see what they know.

There's too many of them.

Hmm.

I suppose you got
a better idea, Gary?

I do.

He does.

What the hell are
you doing, Gary?

This is stupid.

Just let him do his thing.

Screw it. Move, kid.

Move!

I'll kill them.

Get in! Get in! Get in!

Incoming!

I see them. Kali.

Protect us. Shoot.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey!

Fuck!

Fucking Gary.

Oh, this was a good idea.

Shoot them.

Got it!

Whoa!

Take that craft.

Whoa!

What the fuck?

Good.

Happy trails.

Whoa!

They eat meat.

They eat anything.

I have seen one
eat a large rock.

They enjoy iron.

I told you they
were loyal creatures.

Finally figured out I was
on that ship, did you?

- Sorry.
- Lucky you're a bad shot.

And you had a good chat
to your mates, didn't you?

That means you've
got some intel for me.

I would have known more

if you hadn't have
fired upon them...

and me.

Finger slipped.

Lucky you got away
safely, eh, maggot?

Indeed.

The Kali of these craft
are searching for Rainfall.

Well, that should
slow them down.

Can't sleep?

Yeah, me neither.

How long they have you for?

Six weeks.

My wife was a pediatric nurse.

Used to burn that midnight oil
16, 17 hours a night sometimes.

Drove me fucking nuts, man.

She'd come home
bloody knackered.

She'd just collapse
on the couch.

Not before she made me
massage her filthy little feet, though.

Katherine.

Bloody Katherine.

My wife used to say,
"A beer and a burger.

Those are the two
keys to paradise."

It's funny the
things you keep...

You carry with you, isn't it?

Yeah.

Nine months living
in that hell hole,

with the fantasy of
finding that woman again.

Nine months to break away
from those fucking parasites.

And I... And that nightmare.

And when I did find...

I didn't find her, did I?

It's fucking dead.

It wasn't her.

What I saw there
wasn't my Katherine.

Those fucking pieces of her.

No!

Her head.

Leg.

Those feet.

They always tell us how lucky
we are to escape with our lives.

I'm not sure I agree with it.

Sir?

I'm so sorry for your loss.

What do you know about
the wing commander?

He's solid.

I heard you challenged him.

What was that about?

For real.

I don't trust him.

Stop looking for fights.

That's a hell of a
thing to say to me.

Hey, Hayes, look.
He's on our side, okay?

He's a brilliant
tactician. He...

There's some
anesthetic in the kit.

Let me know if you
need anything else.

Hey, Gary?

You think they'd like chocolate?

Chocolate.

Chocolate.

Roasted in ground coco seeds.

Typically sweetened and eaten.

I would think so.

Abraham would shoot
me if he saw me doing this.

Okay. Okay. Wait your turn.

As long as they don't eat me.

They probably won't.
They seem to like it.

Probably?

Well, no one here but us.

We'll be hard to track here.

I think I'm going to
call this one Cadbury.

No, kid. First you name
them, then you buy them.

And I'm not living
with those things

any longer than I have to.

They did save you, Matthew.

I had him.

Oh, sure, you did.

Make yourself useful.

Baked beans for you and me,
and whatever that is for you.

This is a mixture of Xandos
and Zracion minerals.

Pravicor and Yalsa.

Sounds like laxatives
and boner pills.

Boner pills?

Just give it a rest, will you?

Hey.

The dictionary.

I have tried to
learn your language.

Do you even know a
single word of mine?

Amelia gave it to me.

Hey, I don't give a shit about
your language or your kind.

I care about humans.

The people behind me, I protect.

The ones beside
me, I respect them.

The ones who get in front of me?

Well, you just
need to figure out

where you fit into
that little circle of life.

Now what?

Zylik.

Zylik? Great.

What's a Zylik?

Apex predator.

Why would you bring
an apex predator here?

We brought
everything we had left.

Idiot.

And what do these things eat?

Vox. Their favorite.

That's good. That's just great.

No, it's a bad
situation, Matthew.

Holy shit!

Go!

Go! Go!

Come on!

Shit.

Marcus, take cover.

- It's going to pick them off.
- Together!

Go to Marcus! Now!

No!

Hey, wake up, buddy.
Come on. Marcus!

Matt!

Son of a bitch.

I don't think she's
going to know anything.

So where are all the Greys?

I haven't seen any of them.

There's one way to find out.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I'm sorry.

You still owe me dinner.

- Hey.
- Amelia.

What do I owe the pleasure?

We need to know about
the wing commander.

What about him?

He's a highly decorated pilot.

I haven't seen or
been allowed to access

to any of the Greys
that came with us.

I've got a feeling about him.

Do you want to know my feeling?

The Greys attacked our
flying school on the first night.

Mom, Dad, dog.

Gone.

My family's been
flying for 40 years.

When Hayes found me, he
managed to get me back in a cockpit.

He's about as much of a
parent as any of us have left here.

And he's helping us
take the fight back.

You know, not everyone's
on this crusade for peace.

I know.

Better be careful
who your friends are.

Babe...

Robin?

Now what?

Are you sure about this?

They're hiding something.

Just so you know,

I feel pretty shitty about
stealing from my girl.

There's no turning
back after this.

I hope I'm wrong.

But I need to be sure.

- Hey.
- G'day.

Hey, you can't
be here, sir. Halt.

- Hey!
- Turn around. Stand still.

- Don't shoot.
- State your business.

This is a restricted
zone. Why...?

Where are you
supposed to be, sir?

Hang on, hang on, I'm
thinking, I'm thinking.

- Block H.
- I can smell the burning.

H, right, okay. All
the way to the end, sir.

You turn left, you turn
right, to the blue doors.

- Blue doors? Blue doors?
- Blue doors.

This is a restricted zone,
sir. Do not touch me.

- I am not... Move.
- How much do you lift?

Right, move. Move!

Let's get out of here.

I should ride ahead.

Tell Jacob.

He'll understand.

I doubt it.

Do you trust these humans?

With my life.

Pete and Bella fought
with me from the start.

It's funny how your Kali
mates keep showing up.

I do not find it amusing.

One of the Greys at HQ must
be giving away our position.

A friend of yours, maybe?

Do you really think it
was one of my kind?

I've seen many
humans making deals.

I've seen you fight.

You're keeping
something from me.

I am a soldier, Matthew.

Just like you.

Rainfall. Serango.

So here we are now.
A secret mission.

A secret mission?

What kind of secret mission?

Peter? Don't
even think about it.

So, what's your story?

I am assisting
Matthew on our mission.

Mm-hmm.

I have heard a lot about you.

From who?

Amelia, the human.

Oh.

So that's what she goes by now?

How is she?

Ah.

You guys have got
a good setup here.

We just wanted to get
as far away from the...

From the fighting as we could.

Pretty soon, others joined us.

Now we've got a village.

Speaking of which.

Out of respect
for our neighbors...

You get your weapons
back when you leave.

Thank you.

We must leave soon, Matthew.

The Kali are on our tail.

They won't give up.

We're pretty invisible to
their sensors. There's no rush.

See? Relax, Gary.

- Gary?
- That is not my name.

- It is...
- Gary...

don't be rude to the host.

I've seen what Pete does
to Greys when he gets mad.

Am I dead?

Not yet.

Dad and I found you guys.

This is weird. It's...

It's been, like, over a
year since I've seen you.

You guys are fighting
monsters. I'm fighting for food.

Yeah, I get it.

I've been in the Sydney
siege this whole time.

Yeah.

I want to hear about it.

I better go check
the traps. Come on.

Hey!

Let's go.

Attention, attention...

Attention, attention...

Dennis? Dennis, you hear me?

What's going on in there?

They have the old
alien bioweapon here.

The one that Matt
and Jackson took.

- Why?
- I don't know.

Just go get Abraham.

Shit.

Hey, there's nothing in
there. What are you doing?

Get out of there.

Open the door. Get out of here.

- Get out.
- Get out of here.

Amelia? Amelia!

Amelia told me what you did

when you took one
of my kind prisoner.

Yeah.

I bashed its head in.

Oh, my...

It was a dark
time for all of us.

I'm not proud of what I did.

It was a dark time.

The light was Amelia.

Oh!

She spared your life.

No.

She forgave me.

- Amelia!
- Amelia!

Hey! Hi!

I'm going to get you
out of here, okay?

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- There she is.

Someone's coming.

Bitch!

Move! Move!

So it's all gone to shit.

Amelia.

This war.

I don't even know
what I'm fighting for.

What happened to you, man?

The Greys wanted
to sit down with Amelia

and talk about
some sort of truce.

It stank.

I don't want to do it but,
hey, she's building an alliance.

Right?

We're sitting around a table,

and in walks
this little alien kid.

He's just carrying this little
basket of plastic flowers.

The bastards didn't even
wait till she left the room.

One of their own.

I was between
Amelia and the blast.

That's why I look
like that candle.

It's a slight improvement.

Some high-tech shit,

designed for maximum damage.

The next day she's out there
asking what we did wrong.

What's going on here?

We're here for the alien, Peter.

- String him up!
- Yeah!

You can't have him, Jacob.

You're sheltering the enemy.

You know the rules.

We wrote the
rules together, man.

He's a member of the
Resistance, on a sanction mission.

Just give him over to
us, then we'll let you be.

Cadbury!

The Voxes, they need me!

Get back. Stop it. Go.

They mean nothing
to you! Go away!

Bring him out!

Bring that maggot out here now!

You can't have him,
okay? You can't have him!

He's a guest in my home!

Now go home, all
of youse! Go home!

- No way.
- I'm sorry, Peter.

But you leave us with no choice.

Face us, you ugly maggot!

Treat Peter's family
and home with respect.

Let's get him!

But get in there
and get that maggot!

- Go!
- Yeah!

Do not come near this house!

Your fight is not
between these humans.

It is with me.

Get back! Get me some room...

- Go away!
- Marcus, stay here.

Are you guys okay?

I do not want bloodshed.

But if it's me you want...

...come get some.

Come and try.

Take him! Go!

Get him! Get in there! Come on!

No!

Get him!

Get him! Kill him!

Leave him be!

Leave him!

Let him go. Now.

The next person who even looks
at the Grey wrong eats a bullet.

How about that?

We're taking the
Grey away, okay?

You won't see
either of them again.

I give you my word.

I ever see him again,

- it's dead.
- Never again!

You won't see him again, okay?

But when I return, you and I
are going to have a few words.

Now, go on. Get!

Go home.

Let's go! Let's go!

You're going to need help.

I'm going to make sure
you complete your mission.

I've hidden from
this war long enough.

We've hidden long enough.

You need help, call the cavalry.

You are full of surprises.

Don't read into
it. I'm still drunk.

You okay, Gary?

You got balls, man.

You know what I mean?

Go on in.

Get this into your head.

War is a messy

and profoundly savage business.

There is no magical
diplomatic solution.

You're fucked, Hayes.

I've seen everything.

Why don't you take her
down to the lower levels.

Lock her up. We
don't need her here.

Well, we do.

- Abe!
- Abe.

You might want to
get control of your kids.

They're killing all
the Greys downstairs.

Torturing. Experimenting.

Hundreds of them.

He's a monster.

Charles?

You want to explain yourself?

Why not?

The Greys have every last
tactical and material advantage.

Geneva's out the fucking window.

If I have to sacrifice
a few of the bastards

just to find a
weakness, then so be it.

Mate, you're
talking mass murder.

You have no idea what a
reverse alien bioweapon will do.

It's called a
tactical advantage.

A tactical advantage.

Now you listen to me.

All of you, listen to me.

When our world ended,
yeah, so did a lot of hope.

I understand that, Charles.

But our story, our...

Our greatest story as a species

is not all the
times that we fall,

but that we rise again
every single time.

Please, Charles.

Let's... Let's not
let a rash decision

cost us the
opportunity to do that.

But it's too late, Abe.

Mate, why?

Because they tracked
us from Sydney.

The command ships
are inbound as we speak.

We are now officially
on the offensive.

It won't distinguish
between friend or foe.

It'll wipe out all the Greys.
You're talking about extinction.

What makes you think any of
them are worthy of our trust?

Abe, the Greys
in the Resistance,

the help they've done.

- Abe...
- Gary...

- ...don't be fooled by these people.
- ...Vidargh.

They were nothing before
this, they're nothing now.

They're not like you and me.

- Charles.
- Yeah?

You're a good man. A good man.

But it doesn't
have to go this way.

There's always a choice.

You're right.

So who's with me?

Dennis, help me.

No. Not like this.

Not like what?

Wing Commander Hayes,

I'm relieving you
of your command.

Don't do it.

This is bloody ridiculous.

You're not the
authority here, old man.

The enemy is out there.

And like it or not, this
weapon is the answer.

Captain Bailey, will you relieve
the Commander of his sidearm?

Put your weapon
down. Stand down.

Is this a bad time?

Captain Wessex.

Stand down.

You disarm these
people or open fire.

- Captain Bailey.
- Wessex.

- Wessex.
- He's about to commit genocide.

You have no idea
what's required to fight.

Remove the
commander's sidearm now!

This is a fucking war,
and we are losing.

Do you understand me?
We are fucking losing here.

Now, Captain Wessex.

You are a soldier. Do your duty.

- You know me. This isn't right.
- Captain Wessex.

Wing Commander Hayes...

your weapon, sir.

You are relieved. Lock it down.

On the ground! Face down!

Get down. Down on the ground.

Down on the ground, I said!

Yeah, on your knees.

Hands behind your back.

Take down.

Right, stay down.

It's the command ships.

They're here.

Fall back! Fall back!

It's been hit, all right.

But not recently.

First wave, maybe?

No signs of life.

Must have beaten the Kali here.

They won't stop tracking us.

They never give up.

Either way, we go in.

Houston, we have a problem.

Come on, come on.

Help me, Drinkie Wan.
You're my only hope.

I need a drink.

Open the fridge bay doors, Hal.

Open the fridge bay doors.

Tear open that
fridge, Mr. Gorbachev.

Now that's what
I'm talking about.

You can't handle your drink.

Thank you very much.
Booyah! 'Cause there it is.

Oh.

- Hi?
- What the fuck?

Why do you keep
yelling "booyah"?

You think you're
killing it, but you're not.

You're better off...

- Oh, shit.
- Yeah.

Okay, we come in peace.
We don't want any trouble.

- Who are you?
- Huh?

I should ask you
the same question.

Who are you?

I asked you first.

Good point.

Well, my name is Bud Miller,

and we're cooperating.

And this is Steven.

Hi. Steve.

I'm not sure if I
am cooperating.

We're cooperating.

Oh, I'm cooperating.

Steve is a stupid name.

- Hey!
- Yeah, stupid, right?

Whatever you say, Gary.

Gary?

Okay, Bud, what the hell
are you two doing down here?

- This guy let me out.
- Don't say it like that.

I was just... You
know, I let him out.

- So, that's what I said.
- Wait.

Did one of our guys find
you? Bring you back here?

- No.
- Nice hat, man.

I only asked one
person to leave, but no.

All of them left to find help...

How are you doing, honey? Huh?

You ever been with an alien?

- Dude. Dude!
- What?

I got urges. What can I do?

Oh, I don't know.
Clean up the site?

Make it operational?

Keep it safe, like
I do every day?

- I help.
- How?

Trash. I take out the trash.

Yeah, yeah, you dump it in a
missile silo, like 30 feet deep.

What about these? I
made these, didn't I?

You see any aliens here?

Well, I have an EpiPen.

Do you see your
hives getting worse?

What, do my hives matter?

- The hives again?
- It does!

Because you couldn't
breathe last time.

- I like scratching, okay?
- You can't eat pistachios.

- And you know that.
- But I told you why.

But you keep eating
it over and over again.

- Because they're delicious!
- Will you just...

Shut up.

We didn't come all this way

to hear you two
bitch at each other.

- Absolutely right.
- God, I'm sorry.

Why are you whispering?
Everybody can hear you.

I've been dealing with
this shit for two years.

Blow his brains out.
Blow his brains out.

If that doesn't work,
blow my brains out.

No, do that. That's a good idea.

Rainfall?

That's what the intel said.

Code name: Rainfall.

Where are you taking us?

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm
going to the restroom.

You all just followed me.

No, that's this place.

Pine Gap: Rainfall.

You need to be more specific.

That's the only
information we have.

Hey, Gary?

There can be only one.

Am I as annoying as he is?

You ever see a movie, Gary?

Surely you must know
something about why

they're interested
in this place.

You're the bloody
U.S. government.

There is no U.S.
government anymore.

I'm just one guy.

What about him?

Maybe it's him they're after.

Okay, put that down. Seriously.

You don't know
what that... Seriously?

Moving forward,
don't touch anything.

This could blow up on contact.

Oh, this is
Steven's night-light,

so you can totally hold it.

Look, I doubt anyone
would be after Steven.

I mean, look at him.
He's a moron, all right?

He's a scout who
crashed here decades ago.

So Roswell didn't want him.

So there is nothing at this
facility at all that you need.

Okay. Follow me.

Sorry, everyone. Sorry.

Sorry.

Catch a movie, Gary.

Ooh, Bud gets busted.

Shut up, Steven.

It's Steve.

Take off that
ridiculous moustache.

I grew it.

- Idiot!
- Ow!

Oh, that's so unkind.

All pilots to your planes.

Right, we need to hold them
off as long as we can, people!

Dennis, start loading
people onto the trucks.

I'm on it.

You're making a big
fucking mistake there, Abe.

You have no fucking
idea what you're doing.

Return to your
posts! Do your duty!

Soldiers, goddamn it.

Multiple one and two injuries.

What the fuck do you want?

No one's listening to
you anymore, Hayes.

Yeah, well, they will
be when they realize

you just lost them this war.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

We'll see what
history has to say.

Foxhound, do you copy?

Zorro Flight, do you copy?

Can't get hold of any pilots.

You were saying, Miss Chambers?

System's down.
Aliens have taken over.

You are surrounded.

We will spare your lives

if you send out Amelia
the human to face us.

Comply, or die.

Amelia...

you don't have to.

I do.

Attention, attention...

Wait.

You're crazy.

- Come on! Move it!
- Go! Go!

Move! Move! Move!

Open up! Go! Go! Go!

Move! Hold the line!

Come on, move it! Get in!

You're in the jump, Private.

- Get down!
- Hold the line!

Receiving.

Copy, Wessex.

Look, Amelia, you got this.

I'm starting to feel like
General Custer here, guys.

- Are you getting this?
- Copy, Wessex.

We see it.

Sit tight.

Good work, Edmond.

Well?

Amelia the human.

You are courageous to come
out from behind your fortifications.

You show yourself a
worthy leader of your people.

I'm not their leader.

Many of my kind betrayed
their own in your name.

I came here hoping to negotiate.

I've tried once before.

Our kind had lost hope.

Our world had ended.

We brought them here
looking for a new beginning.

Now many are dead.

As an elder, I am responsible.

I know.

Both our people
have suffered enough.

And yet, so strong.

Sacrifices must be made.

This war must come to an
end, or I will be held accountable.

If we can't make peace...

there'll be no world to share.

We can work together.

I know very well the atrocities

that are committed
against my people here,

where your accomplices
now cower in fear and shame.

And now, may you be
an example to your people.

You are their leader.

- Those bastards.
- Fuck.

Run, Amelia.

Run!

Open fire!

Find out where Dennis
is with those transports.

- Yes, sir.
- Patch me to the squadron leader.

We need to hold off this
attack until we get evacuated.

Everybody needs
to switch on now.

Go, I said.

You fight with me,

or you die when these
bastards overrun this place.

Hey.

I know what they put
you through, okay?

I've been there.

Don't do this, mate.

Get these mongrels.
They should die like this.

Put some pressure on this wound.

Order to hang all bioweapon
missiles on all ready aircraft.

You launch when ready.

I got you. I got you.

Everyone!

You get back to work.

Attention.

All non-combative personnel
not manning stations

proceed to lower ground.

We're getting out of here!

This way, okay? So stay close.

Keep your families
tight. Go! Go! Go!

Twenty minutes till breach!

Hey, Bobby, you got to go.

Now.

Abe.

Hayes has taken control and he's
going to release the bioweapon.

You think Abraham
died to let that happen?

Amelia, look at me.

I'm with you.

I'm with you.

Yeah.

Stop.

Careful what you wish for.

I staggered the lights myself.

Step inside my office, boys...

and the girl.

What I'm about to show you
is known to only a few people.

Even less have ever seen this.

National security
dictates that classified...

Oh, my God, will you stop
being so melodramatic?

You boys mind? We
got people waiting on us.

I'm just trying to convey
the importance of this situa...

You know what? Forget it.
You don't deserve the speech.

- Steven?
- Huh? Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Uh-huh.

Okay, and three, two, one.

- Booyah.
- Nice.

Scientists discovered it

embedded in the
seafloor in 1966.

They shipped it here,

the last place on
earth you'd ever expect.

Pine Gap.

I don't get it.

It just looks like one big rock.

It's one big asteroid

plummeting through
space 65 million years ago.

This is the asteroid that
helped wipe out the dinosaurs.

Hel... What are
you...? Stop touching it.

Seriously, what are
you with touching things?

No, this is part
of their weapon.

They shot it from their world

to set this planet up
and wipe the slate clean.

This is Project Rainfall.

Oh, my God.

I need to report this in.

What?

Right now.

How are you going to do that?

Without the proper
passcodes it's impossible.

We've been trying
for the past two years.

He has the passcodes. I
should have wrote them out.

Just...

It's not your fault.
Not your fault.

No, it is...

It's his fault.

I had nothing to do with it.

I'm such an idiot.
It wasn't hard.

Can I check my email? Okay?

Americans.

Sir, receiving priority
signal from Matt Simmons.

Simmons?

Yeah. One of my loyal soldiers.

Simmons, you're
onscreen. Proceed.

Commander? We know
exactly what Rainfall is.

It's like a big...

Well, it... It's
more like a giant...

- Would you...?
- No, no, I'm camera shy. No.

It's a planet slayer

shot from their system
millions of years ago.

Their embedded alien technology

shaped this world as we know it.

If thrown at the Earth fast
enough, it'll all happen again.

It's what they've been
looking for this whole time.

No, if they get it up to their
colony ship, it is game over.

You just given me
the delivery system.

We salt that rock with the
bio agent, they suck it up,

and we detonate it
right in their faces.

Sir, what about the
Greys still down here?

It's the price we pay, son.

Now how do we get
them to take the bait?

Put the comms back up.

Stop! Somebody stop him!
Gary, what are you doing?

I said no touching!

Oh, game over, man.

You cannot let Hayes do that.

- You maggot!
- My family...

How are we supposed
to contact them now?

No!

Oh, my God, how'd you do that?

It's been here 50
years, and nothing.

Duh. He's Kali.

His DNA activates it,
man. Don't you know that?

You really should
have known that.

That's why you were so
interested in the helmet.

That's why you
wanted to come here.

And that is why your Kali
mates keep turning up.

I was Kali.

I am no longer.

I'm not gonna let you do this.

- Get out of the way, kid.
- No.

He could have killed
us ten times over.

- Not happening.
- I wanted to find it

before them.

There is only one.

They cannot
reproduce it in space.

I want to stop it.

I risked my life and
that of my family

to align myself with
you and your kind.

I can never go back.

So if you can't trust me...

...you'd better kill me.

Wow, man.

You guys are intense.

Wait.

If they find this and use it,

how long does it take
for the dust to settle?

Our pods keep us sleeping.

It's like we left our
planet yesterday.

They've destroyed almost
every North American city

with space rocks.

And Sydney.

What, Sydney's been destroyed?

The Sydney survivors
are mounting a defense

at Hayes' base as we speak.

Well, how do you
know all this stuff?

Because, Peter,

I'm the fucking U.S. government.

And he has access to
a high-orbit spy satellite.

No, I don't.

No, he doesn't.

Oh.

Oh, that's not good.

They're here.

Matt, Marcus is right.

He's a ballsy fighter and
he wants to work with us.

You've got major
trust issues, bro.

I'm not quite sure
what their story is.

Now what are we going to do?

Hayes preys on
the weak, Matthew.

You are not weak.

Are you sure they
can't build another one?

Correct.

We blow it.

Yeah!

We have gas cylinders
and gallons of bleach.

Potassium chloride and
liquid petroleum gas will ignite.

- I'll rig a detonator.
- Got it.

I got a gun.

It's Christmas-taped to my back.

- Shut up.
- Huh?

Bud, what can you do
with 60 minutes over here?

I can have access to the whole
facility from the control room.

- Slow them down.
- Do it.

Gary, Bella, Marcus, with me.

Gladly.

Watch your back, Bella.

Okay, I need a battery.

Just follow me.
Just walk this way.

Some kind of toggle switch.

On it.

Urgent Starlight call signs

required in the holding cells.

Multiple priorities,
one and two injuries.

There have been multiple
breaches in block Alpha.

Go! Go! Go!

I'm getting overwhelmed!

Get all access now.

- Oh, fuck!
- Zero One.

Get up!

- You all right?
- Uh-huh.

Fall back. Fall back!

One ship just bugged out.

Pass to all aircraft.
Vector the remaining ships.

The remaining ships
are the primary targets.

This is it, boys
and girls. This is it.

It's all right. It's all right.

Amelia. Amelia, what's going on?

Are you still good
with the fighter pilot?

- Well, I hope so.
- That's good. Come on.

Open fire!

Stay there!

On your left!

Zorro to Command. Time
on target: two minutes.

- Radio room?
- Hey there.

- Yes, sir...
- You mind?

Huh? Not at all.

Okay, uh...

You know what you're doing?

Oh, I just got to
find a frequency.

Is this it?

Dennis, hurry.

Is this it? That's not it.

Come on, Dennis.

This is it. This is it.

Call sign, Zorro. Come in, over.

Incoming fighters.

Red-hot. Three
o'clock. Coming in hot.

Zorro, come in, over.

Who is that?

Identify yourself.

Robin, it's me.

You can't fire those missiles.

I say again, abort your mission.

Zorro, come in, over.

Unidentified station on this
frequency, clear immediately.

This is military broadcast
and you are interfering.

Break, break, Zorro
Lead. Time to target?

Forty-five seconds, sir.

Watch that cross fire.

Robin, this is Amelia.
Can you hear me?

Robin?

That little bitch.

She's somewhere in the
facility. Go get her. Now.

Now!

Robin, I don't know if you knew

what Hayes is doing downstairs.

He's killing all
our alien allies.

That weapon you are
carrying won't distinguish

friendly Greys from enemy ones.

It's going to wipe them all out.

Zorro Lead, you
are being spoofed.

Disregard all transmissions
from anyone but me.

Close on target
and initiate attack.

Getting heavy fire.
I'm coming around.

Robin, Robin, I
know you can hear us.

Listen to what she has to say.

Squadron Leader, there is one
way to defeat this enemy today.

Time to target?

Copy. 30 seconds to target.

Abraham just
died for this cause.

He gave his life,

and I swear on mine
the Greys on our side

want to save what we can.

Jesus Christ, Robin,
think about this.

Remember how you felt
when you lost your family?

There's fucking women
and children downstairs.

Come on, there'll
be no peace, ever.

Robin, I promise
you we'll find a way.

This is not it.

Control, Zorro be advised,

I'm pulling off the
target vector at this time.

There they are! Open fire!

There they are!

This is an abort. Break. Break.

All Zorro birds,
abort, abort, abort.

Roger that.

Zorro Wingman?

On it.

Yes, you are.

Goddamn it,
Blackbird. I said abort.

Whoo!

Fucking bravo.

And there we go.
And there we are.

Amelia, we have
taken the control room.

Suarez is critical.

Put pressure on this wound!

Hayes is on the run.

Amelia?

Go get Hayes.
I'll hold them off.

- Cover me then.
- Go!

On the right.

- Painfully familiar.
- Who would have thought?

Matt, two aliens coming
down the west corridor.

Oh, this isn't good.
This isn't good, man.

They're going to find me.
When they do, they're...

- Steve.
- What? What?

- Stay cool.
- Yeah. Sure, cool.

See those Kalis going
down the service tunnel?

- Yeah, so?
- Cool.

We can vent the cooling systems.

- The heating pumps.
- Barbecue.

Yeah. Yeah, man.

- Yeah!
- Booyah!

- What else you got?
- Time to take out the trash!

Or surrender.

We had a good run.

- Oh, it's Peter.
- Let me in, Bud!

Yeah. Yeah. Come in.

Two men in the pool room.

Check it out, man. Ha-ha!

Come on!

Ugh!

Ha!

De nada.

Take that, assholes.

Get back to the rock.
Make sure Pete blows it.

Move!

Stampede!

- Good boys.
- You're welcome.

Everybody move!
Bugging out to Pine Gap.

Sir, military test weapon
reaching max distance now.

One kilometer in diameter.

The prevailing winds will help.

The enemy outside
have all been affected.

- What about the Greys downstairs?
- No reaction.

We are deep within the mountain.

- It may take time.
- We don't have time.

Attention, attention.

Enact order 1811.

Kill all non-humans.

I say again, all non-humans

are now considered an enemy
and are to be killed on sight.

Don't fucking move.

- Don't move.
- Okay.

Stop right there. It's over.

Let's hope so. All right? Yeah?

Okay?

Is this what you wanted? Hmm?

To die for your
little fucking cause?

What cause are
you about to die for?

Huh?

Hey!

This is Captain Wessex.

I have assumed command.

Wing Commander Hayes is dead,

and all his directives
are terminated.

Fall back to the command center!

Prepare final evac.

Cover and go.

Fall back!

Where's Dad?

Where are the detonators?

The bomb?

You look like a shit, Matthew.

Well, there's that
sense of humor.

What's happening? Aah!

Ah! What the...?

Oh, God. Help me.
I've seen this movie.

- Ah!
- Impossible.

Come on, Bud. Oh, Mama.

Oh, shit.

Bella, what's happening?

Cut it!

Cut it! Cut it!

Back, Gary!

Help me, Matthew.

Gary!

Hey!

You're not dying
on me yet, brother.

Bella! Bella!

Bella!

Bella.

Okay, let's go!
Let's clear! Come on!

Let's get all these alien
Greys on the move.

Amelia.

All Zorro birds, new mission.

Air cover for the evacuation.

We shall never let these
invaders take our land!

Fight till your last breath.

Fight for the wing commander.

You will be seen as
heroes of humanity.

We shall never let these
invaders take our land.

Watch it!

Incoming!

Robin, thank you.

- You did the right thing.
- I hope so.

I only hope Amelia's
right about this.

Matt and Marcus,
they were all here.

They took them.

They took them.