All language subtitles for The.objective.2008.1080p.Blu-ray.AVC.DTS-HD.MA.5.1-fantome13

My name is Benjamin Keynes.

I work for the directorate of
operations within the CIA.

Three days after 9/11,

reconnaissance satellites picked
up a radioactive heat signature

in a remote tribal region of Afghanistan.

The Agency feared Al-Qaeda may have finally
got their hands on a nuclear weapon.

However, I was told by a local source
with a high degree of confidence

that it was maybe something
much more powerful

It has been more than ten years,
since I left this place.

I forgot how brutal it could be.

I feel like every time we enter
this country, it tries to spit us back out.

Almost everyone here at the TOC
is too busy fighting a war,

to pay much attention to me.
Which is a good thing.

Sir, Agent Keynes.

I finally met the CO and the teamleader,

Sergeant Wallis Hamer.

I gave them the official line, as if I
read it from the memo back at Langley.

Major Keynes, this may be your show,
but these are my boys, understand?

Absolutely.

No doubt they assumed I was lying.

My first order of business was to recconect
with my local source, Mohammed Aban.

He asked me come, therefore I hope that
he is there, when we knock at his door.

Sir, the men are ready for you now.

Major Keynes, let me introduce
you to the guys.

This is my team daddy, Master-Sergeant
Tanner, he's also our fox, intel.

He helped me put the group together
back in the day.

- Our senior medic, Sergeant Degetau.
- What's up, man.

Demolitions, Sergeant Trinoski.
That on the floor there is Sergeant Cole.

And last but not least, Sergeant Sadler,
he's weapons and resident Afghan expert.

392 is a shit-hot team.
You won't find any better.

That's why I'm here.

Gentlemen, thank you for coming together
on such short notice.

My orders are to make contact with an HVT
called Mohammed Aban.

A cleric, living in the Southern provinces.

We are to get his recorded statement, in
which he supports the American mission here.

This is our man.

Everybody take a look.

Aban is highly respected
by the local population.

He is considered the spiritual force,
that helped the Mujahadin defeat the Soviets.

I thought the CIA was the spiritual force
that helped them defeat the Soviets.

That depends of your definition
of spiritual, sergeant.

Aban has kept a very low
profile under the Taliban,

so it is crucial that we make contact,

as soon as we have a fix on his position.

Remember, when we hit the ground,
this is a meet and greet.

To smile at the locals,
we hand out pens,

we win hearts and minds.
No kicking in doors, okay?

The mission starts at 1400 hours.

0130 inspections.

- 0230 we are wheels up.
- Let's move out.

Remember nothing's routine.

Special Forces Team 392.
I'd actually heard of them.

They worked with the Zagran.
Smart men, men good with secrets.

But that goes without saying.

Nice camera.

I gave my wife one for our anniversary.
Still don't know how to use the damn thing.

That's because you never let her use it, Ski.

What kind of a man gives his wife a
video camera for their anniversary?

- Very romantic, ski.
- I'll use it to film the baby when it comes.

Your wife's gonna spread her legs,

let you put the camera right here
and film the head coming out?

My sister's gonna do the recording, I still
don't know how to use the damn thing.

All I'm saying is don't be surprised
if your baby's born with a suntan.

Two minutes!

Get ready!

When I stepped off the chopper,
I had an overwhelming sense of relief.

The time for second-guessing is over.

The objective is all that matters.

I have no choice now but to find it.

- It's pretty quiet from here.
- Those are the ones I worry about most.

I say we set an overwatch.

Yeah, you and Pete set up down there on that
hill. Let us know when it's good to go.

Everyone else, Keynes and I are the
welcome wagon. We go in first.

- Keynes, are you ready?
- Yeah, let's do it.

Everybody keep your eyes open.
The place could be crawlin' with bad guys.

Hello.

Let me talk to her.

Nothing has changed since I was here last.

The only way you can tell
which decade you are in

is the colour of the
soldiers' uniforms.

Aban contacted me a week before I
received orders to come out here.

He was barely coherent at the time
and I thought he'd finally lost his mind.

That was until we saw it for ourselves.

My grandfather says, he has gone because
the Taliban would have murdered him.

What d'you want?
You want some chocolate?

Got some special stuff. I got
that from New York. For you.

You're a smart, little kid.

Looks like we're gonna be ghostbustin' again.

Yeah, well, that's what Spooks do, isn't it?

Hey, any of you guys get a close
look at that camera?

No, what's wrong with it?

He didn't pick that shit up at the PX,
I'll tell you that much.

Need to use the radio.

Serpent 76. Serpent 76.
This is Beast 92, over.

Serpent 76, we are at the location.
The package is not here.

Request immediate extraction, over.

We found Aban's house, but we can't tell
if we're finding clues or breadcrumbs.

I wonder what these people would do

if they had suddenly the power to
destroy nations.

The rest of us can only pray that they
have become weary of fighting.

My grandfather says that no-one
can liberate Afghanistan.

Only Allah can free us from the Taliban.

Yes, I know. My father took me
there a few years ago

He showed me the place where he wanted
to be buried, But it's too late now.

He was kidnapped by the Taliban last year.
I fear he is dead now.

How did you know this?

- What'd he say?

I think he can help us.

You have up to 0300,
then we're moving out for extraction.

- I have to make a call.
- Cole, the sat-phone.

- I have my own.
- Got his own.

- Fuckin' James Bond.
- You know James Bond?

Yeah, I know James Bind.
He washed out of basic training.

I told headquarters I was
moving on to phase two.

They told me that our footprint was fading.

That's what they called the heat trace
that was seen by the satellite.

Chief.

- Good way to get killed.
- We need to talk. A change of plan.

This had better be good!

I have new orders to continue
searching for Aban now that we have

updated intel on his whereabouts.

Intel? What, that crap
Obi-Wan told us?

We suspected that Aban was in the
mountains by now. We had to check here first.

We're talking two days, three max. All we
need to do is get our hands on a vehicle.

Well, excuse me if I wanna
check with the TOC

Little does he know,
we don't have much of a choice.

Man, there's no place to shit around here.

Any of you guys got any more chocolate?

- No man, I gave you all I had yesterday.
- I got some stale cigars.

- Hearts and minds, man.
- Whatever. Get in the truck.

Sorry, kids.

What's he doing here?

- He offered to be our guide.
- We have a full boat.

Someone who knows the area can
get us in and out much faster.

I understand that, but this
place is crawling with bad guys.

Any time we gain, is going to be lost
by our having to babysit him.

I fought with my father.
I can take care of myself.

Good. You can feed him your rations.

Go.

She is just my mother. Keep going.

Where we're going, technology
means very little.

50 bucks to a local guide can render
a multi-million dollar GPS obsolete,

as soon as you lose your connection
or your batteries go dead.

The stakes were too high to take that chance.

Chief, I know that we have our orders, but
we are pretty fuckin' exposed out here.

I don't like it any more than you do,
but I ain't the one in charge right now.

As far as we're concerned you are.

Everything looks the same to me out here.

At least back home, you had a
Quick-Stop every now and again.

- Where are you from, Cole?
- Tampa, Florida, born and raised.

- How about you?
- Chicago.

Cole, Stop the truck.

- What's he stopped the truck for?
- No idea.

What the hell's he doin'?

Why in the hell are we stopping?

That's why,
- Son-of-a-bitch.

- Fox said this road was clear.
- It probably was...

Look, see that hole?

Looks like somebody's been
doing some transplanting..

Guess so.

Good call, Keynes. You may have just
saved us from having a very bad day.

Let me guess,
we're gonna be going through that canyon.

Yes, we are.

There are few places on Earth,
that are as unforgiving as this desert.

Whole armies,
from Alexander to the Soviets

have paid the price for wanting
to make it their own

I can only hope we aren't as foolish.

Ah shit. Not good.

- Gotta be booby-trapped.
- Cole, back us the fuck outa here.

- Hold on, I'll go check it out.
- No, hold on.

RPG!

Ski's down.

Let me look at this. Chief,
Ski's bleedin' pretty bad.

Hold that right there, okay?

Chief, keep firing on that ridge, man!

Cole, get your ass over here!

When he's reloading, you're gonna go
and take those fuckers out!

Let's go!

Reload.

- Pete, Keynes, cover them.
- Okay.

Let's go.

I gotta bag you, baby.

You guys okay?

Let's go check the RPG position,
see who these guys are.

Are you sure this is the spot, Pete?

Yes, I sighted the first one
just left of the gully here.

- Maybe you just wounded him.
- No way.

I saw him pop one right in the melon.

One was a headshot,
the other was in the chest.

I saw 'em go down.

- Then where are the bodies?
- That's a good question.

These guys aren't known for
carrying off their dead.

I got you, okay..

I got you.

Fuck!

He took a frag to the heart,
I couldn't stop the bleeding.

You did everything you could.
We need to get him in the truck.

The only body from that entire
firefight was one of our own.

It doesn't make sense.

As far as I know, ghosts don't
shoot real rounds.

Serpent 76, slang 76.
Beast 92, over.

I say again
Beast 92 requesting extract, break.

Reporting KIA, break.

How's it look?

Not good. Radiator took some hits.

- Can you fix it?
- Small holes maybe, but not these big ones.

This took a hit as well.

Okay, Abdul says that there's a road
that will take us round this mountain.

So it should be about half a day's
drive to our next checkpoint.

Checkpoint? Maybe you haven't heard, Keynes,
but we need to extract.

Okay, look, I'm sorry about Trinoski,
but cancelling this mission is not an option.

We have more than enough assets
to reach our objective.

- Assets?
- Hey, Wally.

I think Ski would have wanted us to finish.

If we don't complete this mission,
then Ski died for nothing.

Cole, change it to a resupply.

Serpent 76, Serpent 76, Beast 92, over.

Morale is low. Understandable.

We just have to stay focused.
That's what these guys are trained to do.

Any one of them
would tell you

that they would rather die than
be the last one picked for a mission..

Where the hell is that bloody chopper?

I don't know.
They should've called in by now.

I hope they didn't get taken down on the
other side of that canyon

- by that ratpack we ran into.
- That would be a pile of suck.

Hold up. I think I hear it.

I don't hear anything.

I know I didn't just imagine it.

Hey, we got headlights.
Two o'clock.

Looks like a single vehicle.
And he's headed this way.

It can't be one of ours.
It wouldn't have the headlights on.

- It's probably enemy reinforcements.
- Alright, we need to get outta here.

- Hold on, wait. They're splitting up.
- What?

God-damn!

What just happened?

Must be Taliban ordnance or something.

- Rockets maybe.
- I don't give a rat's ass what it was,

because in an hour or two
it's gonna be light,

and we need to be on the
other side of that mountain.

When we're there,

we can recon for an alternate LZ and try
and figure where the hell the bird is.

Come on. Let's mount up..

Those must have been the intelligent lights
Aban mentioned when he contacted me.

At least I know we're headed
in the right direction

- We should have taken horses.
- It's a little late for that now.

Goddammit.
We're overheating again.

This mountain is making the engine work
about ten times harder than it's supposed to

Pull off up here and we'll let it cool down.

- We're overheating again.
- I'll pop the hood. Let it ventilate.

How are we doing on time?

We have to pick it up if we want to
make it off this mountain by dark.

- Look, we still have a ways to go.
- My kingdom for some donkeys.

What's wrong with him?

You see something?

We shouldn't have driven across the valley.

- Our tracks are erased.
- What's up with our trusty guide?

Must be car sick.

Hey, Chief. I'm gettinf no satellite
reception. The mountains are blocking us.

I can try again once we get through the pass.

Wally, if you want this
bitch to go any place,

you're gonna have to
put some water in it.

How are we doing on water?

Jug and a half.

Twin dust devils. Unusual,
but not an Act of God.

Superstition is the real enemy.

It obscures the truth and that's
what we need right now.

Our water supply is low.

What was left after the firefight went
into the truck to get us this far.

I didn't count on having to wait for a
resupply, but we have no choice.

Serpent 76, Serpent 76, Beast 92, come in.

It must be these rock walls or something.
I'm not getting a damn thing on the radio.

Shouldn't be too much longer now.
The weather's good.

When's his wife due?

I think sometime in January.

What's he up to?

Picked a strange time
to be stargazing

Maybe he wants to show the boys back home
what a full moon in Afghanistan looks like.

You guys hear that?

- Looks like it's showtime.
- Let's go.

See anything, chief?

No, not yet.

It sounds pretty close.

Get on the horn, Cole.

Dust-off 01, Dust-off 01,
Beast 92, radio check.

Dust-off 01, be advised.
You are coming in broken.

I think it's
behind that ridge.

- I think he's over there.
- These canyon walls.

Dust-off 01, be advised. You are
coming in broken and unreadable.

Say again your last, over.

Goddamn!

I'm getting some kind of interference.

Sounds like he's right above us.

KT, pop a flare.

What the fuck just happened?

Dust-off 01, Dust-off 01, Beast 92.

Hey, he couldn't have crashed.
We'd have seen a fireball or heard something.

Dust-off 01, Dust-off 01, Beast 92,
are you guys okay?

Dammit!

Why the hell are they on our frequency?

- I don't know.
- What's he saying?

- Abdul, do you understand this?
- No, I do not know.

It doesn't really matter at the moment,
that chopper has compromised our position.

- Yeah? He fuckin' disappeared.
- Cole, we don't know that.

We gotta keep moving.
We can set up camp up the mountain.

I don't think so. How are we supposed to
carry Ski's body up the mountain in the dark?

We don't. We cache his body
and call the TOC with an under report.

- We can check on him in the morning.
- I don't know about that.

What would you like to do then, Degs?

We can't exactly sit here and
wait for the bus, can we?

We have to get up that hill
and set up a good, defensive position..

When we engage these pricks,
I want to be shooting down, not up.

The team is rattled, though
they don't admit it.

No point talking about what
you can't control.

It's not possible, chief.
It's not fucking possible.

I've never given a
bad grid in my life.

Then why would they say they
were there and we were a no-show?

I don't know why they
would say that, chief.

I checked and double-checked and
tripled-checked those numbers.

Well, someone fucked up.

Jesus Fuckin' Christ!

Guys get up here, check this out!

- Who was on first watch?
- I was.

- You see anything, hear anything?
- No, nothing.

I was on second.
I didn't see or hear anything either.

- This is some messed-up shit, chief.
- Somebody's trying to fuck with us.

Degs, Cole, I want you
down at the cache site.

See if you can find Ski's body.

Watch your asses and
get back here ASAP.

KT, I want us out of here in 15 mikes.

Abdul, you know where there's water
around here? Now would be the time.

Because if we don't get some in the next
24 hours, we're gonna be in deep shit.

Fuckin' savages.

Sydney, Sydney, this is Bucks.

Sydney, Sydney, this is Bucks.

Chief, KT.

- Take a look at that.
- You gotta ne kiddin' me.

- What do you think that is?
- I have no idea.

I don't think we wanna stick around to
find out what's behind door number one.

Let's get outta here.

I get the feeling they
knew we would be coming.

Keynes, let's go.

The longer I'm out here,

the more I'm convinced that I won't find
the loose nuke when this is all over.

That little voice in my head is just
waiting to say I told you so.

Everybody hydrate.
Don't try saving that shit.

How far is this watering hole?

Using those two peaks as a refence, I'd say
another 10 or 12 miles according to the map.

- I hope you're sure about this, Abdul.
- I'm sure.

It is a small oasis.
Farmers water their animals,

when taking them to the highlands.

Chief, you better have a look at this.

My compass is telling me
that that's north,

but unless the Sun started rising in the
south and nobody told me about it...

I'd say we're being hit by some pretty
heavy magnetic interference here.

Must be the iron in these rocks.

- How about the sat-phone?
- Still nothing.

Pete, you got anything on the GPS?

Got nothing.

Abdul, I guess you're driving.

- Pete, point.
- Okay.

Move out.

These guys don't
want to admit it

but Abdul is the most valuable
man on our team right now

We might as well be on another planet.

Any movement?

- No.
- Alright. We're gonna clear it.

Chief, we may be best advised
not to engage.

Our mission here is to kill terrorists.
Anything else is fuckin' paperwork.

What'd he say?

I think something about being a warrior,
like you, but it's hard.

Some of his words
I can't make out.

Does he know Mohammed Aban?

Don't think so.

Try and thank him for the water.
For filling our canteens.

See what he's wearing under his robe?

Looks like some kind of uniform.
Maybe Soviet?

It's British. From the 44th Regiment of Foot.

- I wonder where he got that?
- More like when.

The 44th Regiment no longer exists.

- The Hill of Bones.
- What's the Hill of Bones?

In 1842 the British decided to move 4500
troops through a pass near here,

along with thousands
of women and children

and any merchant that was
willing to go along.

In 44, according to the legend,
16,000 went into that pass.

Only one man came out of it.

He claimed to have witnessed Satan's Miracle.

It's just a legend.

So you're saying that that
uniform is from that unit?

- I don't see how that's possible.
- But the insignia of the period?

They certainly match.

I'm going to have a look inside that cave.

Aban told me about a guardian.
Could this be him?

If so, who is he guarding?
Or what?

He's sitting right in the
middle of a hotspot.

Low levels of the signature
radiation everywhere.

He's been near it,
that I know for sure.

The boys back at home are
gonna want to see this.

Old bastard.

Jesus Christ!

Contact. Contact!

Shit.
Jesus, Cole, you ripped this guy up.

Cole, what happened?

I saw fighters.

Five, maybe six.
He was talking to 'em right here.

Fuckin' swords and black pyjamas.
They were fuckin' comin' right at me

- Cole, tell me exactly what you saw.
- When I put my goggles on I could see 'em.

He was talking to a group of them
and they were right here and they were armed.

I swear.

There's nothing we can do now.

We need to beat feet.
If he's got any friends,

we need to be gone
when they get here.

Come on, let's go.
Shake it off, let's go.

Cole, let's go.

- You believe me right?
- Yeah.

What are you doing?
You can't let him there.

Keynes, take care of that.

Abdul we have to go.
It's too dangerous.

Hpw can you do this?
You Americans just kill him for no reason.

We didn't mean to.
It was an accident.

We have to bury him.
It is a bad luck for us.

Abdul, listen, we have to go.
There could be enemies around, oaky?

Please, come on.

An unsettled silence has fallen over
the group since we broke camp

It's hard to determine if the guys are
more concerned

about what Cole did,
or what he saw.

Hey, Pete. Take five.

Oh fuck. My stomach feels
like shit right now.

Wipe your face.
You're dehydrated.

- Drink this.
- Don't worry about it, Degs.

What the fuck? That's not funny, man.
I didn't do anything, man

I filled this thing up
with water last night.

Fuck, man.

What the hell's going on here?

We filled this shit up.

- We have been cursed. I tell you.
- Abdul take us to the oasis now.

No-one likes to admit that they
may be losing control.

But it's harder when you feel that
everyone around you is too.

Fuck, this thing is worthless.
It's not even tracking.

What's fucked up, man? We should be
getting a good reading up here, right?

Has that thing shit the bed?

- Something is wrong.
- What is it, Abdul?

This is wrong.
I don't remember this valley.

Don't fuck with us, Abdul.
You said there was a spring up here.

Yes, but the terrain has changed.

So what's the deal?

- Abdul here is lost.
- Why am I not surprised?

This is that peak.
Which puts us on

- this ridge.
- Okay I'll buy that.

So where's that?

- You got a bad map?
- It may not be 100 %.

But I find it hard to believe they
lost an entire terrain feature

This makes no sense.
I'm sorry.

You shouldn't have paid this
guy up front, Keynes?

He's going off memory, okay?

Yeah, I know, but we're
paying this guy to be our guide

and we end up on the fuckin' moon.

Chief, we may be dealing with some sunspot
interference or something like that.

It could take a day
or two to clear up.

Sunspots don't explain
sand in the canteens, man.

Alright. We're gonna find somewhere to
hunker down.

We got no business humping around here
in the daytime anyway. Let's go.

Maybe this is what it takes.

Getting completely lost first before
you can find what you're looking for.

- You alright, man?
- No, man.

My stomach feels like it's eating
itself from the inside out.

Can you hand me my Cipro?
The front bottom pocket in my bag.

These?

You think we're cursed?

How do you smoke that shit with no water?

Easy, it's one of those
new-fangled waterwick cigars

What are you doing, documenting
our demise, Agent Keynes?

Why, sergeant?
Do you plan on dying out here?

No soldier plans on dying.

Ain't this the shit?

Stuck out here in the middle of the
Devil's Asshole, working for the CIA.

So, what exactly is our objective,
Agent Keynes?

Huh? Or should I say was our objective?

I explained this to you at the
briefing, sergeant

Alright. Top secret.

Must be pretty fuckin' top secret for the
CIA to send one of their own out here, huh?

I mean, usually you boys just phone
in these clusterfuck operations

and we come in afterwards and
clean up your mess.

I know a cover story when I see one.

So whatever the real mission is here,
it had better damn well be worth it.

Because you don't wanna know
what I'm gonna do to you

if Ski died just to make
you a better pay grade.

He died for his country, not for me.

Kenny, lighten up, mate.
We're all in this shit together.

How d'you like that? You can always count
on an Aussie to watch your back.

Degs, wake up.

Get off me!

He's dreamin'!

Are you alright?

Sit up.

- I'm okay.
- You alright?

- Yeah, I'm okay.
- Cole, take care of him.

- Think it's dysentery?
- No, I'm shitting all by myself right now.

If you've got anything up your sleeve,
now would be the time.

I'm as thirsty as you are, chief.

Maybe this place is cursed.

Cover!

Go, go, go!

What the fuck is that?

- Too high to be a truck.
- Too quiet to be a helo.

Where's he going?

I don't see any bad guys. KT, take Cole and
flank around these guys, see what's going on.

Yep.

Pete, watch our six.
Make sure this isn't a diversion.

We don't want anybody
coming up our ass.

Okay, got it.

Stand by.
Go.

Motherfuckers!

Cease fire!
Cease fire!

Everybody stay down.

Did you see that shit, chief?

That voice in my head just cashed in.

Now, it's more important than ever
to document everything

The Hill of Bones only had
one man's story

But we'll have verifiable proof.

Chief.

- Jesus, is that all that's left?

- What do you think it was?
- I'm not sure.

It's definitely something we
haven't seen before.

The Taliban, they don't have anything like
that. Had to be the Soviets. Some experiment.

Chief, it's not a good place to be.
We should break camp

Who knows when this thing's coming back.

If we don't find water soon,
it ain't gonna matter

Hey, Degs
- Hey, Wally.

- We gotta move. You gonna be good to walk?
- Yeah, I'm good.

- What about him, though?
- Abdul, let's go. We're movin' out.

God dammit!

Abdul, did you not hear, me?
I said we're leaving.

You are going to die.
My grandfather was right.

- We should not have come here.
- Well, it's a little late for that now.

- Get your shit and let's go.
- I'm not going with you.

Don't be an idiot, Abdul.
You break with us now, you'll die out here.

- We are already dead.
- I'm so sick and tired of this shit.

Nihilism may be
a way of life for you people,

but I'm not gonna put up with it
when your with my team.

- Hamer! What's wrong?
- You need to talk to your man, Keynes.

- He said...
- Abdul, no!

Crazy son-of-a-bitch

Well, it's not like he
was doing us much good.

We needed him!

For what? he's been leading
us on a wild goose chase...

I'm telling you,
we needed him.

Really? Well it certainly wasn't to
find water. Or Aban for that matter.

It's more than that.

Why don't you tell us just what
the fuck 'more' means.

- It's on a need-to-know basis, chief.
- You gotta be fucking joking me.

Who needs to know more than we do?

Hey, motherfucker! I just lost three men on
this goddamned goose chase of yours!

I wanna know what the fuck is going on.

Tell us what's happening.
What was that thing last night?

- We don't know.
- We?

- What, you and those pinheads at Langley?
- Look... chief,

all I can tell you is that I'm working
for a special group inside the Company.

That's fuckin' beautiful.
If I find out we're out here dying,

while you go on a little ghost hunt,
I'll put a round in you myself.

- We all have our orders to follow, chief.
- Well, maybe you haven't heard,

dead men don't follow orders.

I want to tell them.
In a way, I need to tell them.

I search my mind through all the protocol,
all the secrets

and ask myself, What good does it do to die
with this locked in my head?

What will the powers that be do with the
information I'm sending them?

Mohammed Aban knows.
He's always known.

And is he alive?

Keynes, what is it?

Stand by.

What is it?
You see something?

- I saw Mohammed Aban.
- You kidding me?

Look.

- What the hell is that thing?
- I don't know.

But I think it's what killed your men, chief.
It's what I've been looking for.

It's why I'm here.

I don't understand.
Is it some kind of weapon?

We don't know.

Something Soviet?

Hey, we can't fight this thing
if you don't tell us what it is.

Okay, sergeant.
Get your guys.

How long have you been keeping
an eye out for this thing?

Since we were here in the Eighties,
when we were training the Mujahideen.

We tried to use this area
to set up training camps.

But we found that most of it was dead.

- What d'you mean, dead?
- Nothing worked.

Radios, compasses, anything with
an electromagnetic transmission.

So my group began to study it.
But we couldn't figure it out.

Then in 2000, we saw something,
an image.

- A satellite image.
- What did you see?

- Have you ever heard of the Vimaanas?
- No, I haven't.

I have. Quite common in East Asian folklore,
especially in India.

It's kind of like a UFO,
but in the shape of a triangle.

Alexander the Great even documented
seeing them attacking his troops here.

- He referred to them as 'flaming shields'.
- So this is a fuckin' UFO hunt!

No, chief. This was identified.
There is evidence.

We believe it to be a weapon
of unimaginable power,

and that is why you and
your men were recruited.

What good is it going to do if we find
the thing and get killed in the process?

Not exactly a stellar recon, is it?

Okay, look, this is my connection
to the outside world.

Your camera?
What are you talking about, Keynes?

I have been relaying video optically,
during our mission, using this laser uplink.

Terrific.
Now you tell us.

So you people have been
following us through this entire thing.

You probably know where we are right now.

Chief, it's the only way we
can obtain verifiable evidence.

We had no way of knowing
if any of us would return.

- This is insane.
- This is a fuckin' suicide mission!

There's a big difference between
suicide and sacrifice.

Truth! That's the fuckin'
difference, you piece o' shit!

This is bigger than you and me, okay?
Just relax.

I should put a fuckin' round in you
for what you've done to my men!

- Your men were patriots, chief.
- They were my friends!

Fuck!

That's enough!

It doesn't have to be like this, chief.
I'm not the enemy.

You might as well be..

I'm sorry, sergeant.
I'm sorry.

I'm willing to die for my country,
but this...

I don't know if this is
life or death.

Maybe it's something in-between.

- Keynes, get up.
- What is it?

- The chief is gone.
- How long?

I don't know. He left his rifle.
I don't know why he'd do that.

Well, we have to assume
he's not coming back.

- How's Degetau?
- He's not good.

Can you at least use your uplink

to tell whoever's at the
other end to come and get him?

- They won't come.
- Take a look at him!

It's not like he's of
any use on this mission.

We are the mission, sergeant.

Don't you see that?
Our objective is to find these vimaanas,

their objective is to see what
happens when we do.

- The end justifies the means.
- Yeah? Well, that's the problem, isn't it?

Is that we never seem to reach the end.

We gotta keep going.

- Is that what I think it is?
- It's the Hill of Bones.

Unbelievable.

- Feels like we're in Hell out here.
- Close enough.

I have no doubt that this is the
footprint we saw from space.

Man's fate piled up in an
ancient heap in front of us.

Is this a message, a warning?
Am I the messenger?

- What's wrong?
- Look.

My God.
It's them!

Oh God! Oh, fuck!

How are we supposed to fight
something like that?

Well, we don't.

I gotta go, okay?

Before it gets too dark.

You late for a meeting?

Motherfucker.

- I can't carry you, Vince.
- Better get goin' then.

You're a good soldier.
Your country would be proud.

My country will never know who I am.

Goodbye.

Something is telling me to keep walking.

The search for water,
or something else.

I really don't know any more.

I seem to know the direction,
but not the destination.

Am I being led here, or is it a pitiful
attempt to die with dignity?

Is there even such a thing any more?

Go to your God like a soldier.

He will save us all.

Okay, Stacey, let's start with
when your husband left.

Can you tell us anything about
this mission he was on?

It was a just little over a
year ago, last November.

He didn't tell me much about his
missions, as he was in the CIA.

But I do know that he was in Afghanistan and
he was looking for one person in particular.

Your husband was part of a special
group within the CIA, correct?

Yes, that's what he told me.

Do you know of anyone
else who is part of that group?

Well, I know he was meeting
a team out there

and that they were going to
help him look for Mohammed.

But I don't know who they are.

Nobody seems to know anything.

I don't get it. How can they
just forget about him like this?

He dedicated his life to his country.

That journal you're holding, is that the only
evidence you have of him during this time?

Yes. It was sent to me
a few weeks after he left.

I know it's his. Even though most of
it's in code, I recognose his writing.

I just want to know if he's still alive.