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(dramatic percussive music)

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- How much longer?

- What? - How much longer?

- Maybe an hour.

- Why maybe?

- Have to skirt these thunder clouds.

- Where are we?

- Just entering rebel territory.

(engine rumbling)

(plane thudding)

- Welcome.

You've been asleep for two hours.

- And you've been watching me for those two hours.

Yes, yes. It's marvelous to sleep finally.

I didn't, you know,

for the entire twelve hours of the attack.

- I'm sorry Mr. Dole,

that my misled fellow countrymen behaved so badly.

I'm sure you'll find some peace on your own air base.

- Please don't apologize, Colonel Kow.

Your countrymen have been misled by the communists,

and really shouldn't be blamed for their action.

Your people are basically good,

(match ignites) and I'm sure that

we can save your country.

- I understand you are to meet a representative

from Washington when we arrive.

- Yes, we of the diplomatic corps

are as responsible to the chain of command

as any civil servant.

- I didn't realize you were a civil servant.

- No more than yourself, Colonel Kow.

(seatbelt clanks)

(engine drone continues)

Ah, it's Bugs Bunny and Smilin' Jack.

(hand thumps) Wake up, Major.

- What?

- You forgive my jumping to conclusions,

but aren't you meant to be piloting this aircraft?

- Well, I haven't been since you got on board,

but you need--

- As unlikely as it may seem to you, Major,

a considerable part of the international prestige

of the United States resides, for the moment, in my person.

I suggest to you that the proper safeguarding

of that prestige does not include a catnapping military.

- If you will kindly return to your seat,

the military arm will deliver you as ordered.

- Of course.

And you Major,

will keep me informed as to our progress.

(engine drone continues)

- Major, we're over rebel territory again.

Want me to gain some altitude?

- Jack it up to eleven five, then bring it back down

in about fifteen minutes.

- Roger.

(in English accent) - Carry on.

- You will understand if I seem

to be under some little duress.

It's most important that I get to my meeting on time.

- Why is your time so important?

- Tell me, did you get to be colonel

by missing appointments?

Then I forget.

I am singularly unblessed

with the prevailing cult in this part of the world.

No Colonel, mañana is not good enough for me.

Time is important, very important.

- Yes, I see.

Never to stand still, enjoy.

Just one day?

- No.

- Then why did we take him out of there?

- Far be it for me to spread rumors

to the junior grades, Lieutenant,

but rumor has it that the Air Force is gonna conduct

a series of tests in the area.

- What's he got to do with Air Force?

He's civilian, isn't he?

- Ah yes, a civilian.

But he's big enough to have sent two colonels home.

- Well, I guess that makes him big enough

to cancel my furlough on a five minute notice.

(chuckling)

What kind of test?

- According to the-- (explosions sound)

- Sir.

We got ground action.

(bombs explode)

(engine clanks)

Right engine on fire.

- Right extinguisher.

Doesn't seem to be having any effect.

I'll try to put it out.

You go back and get 'em in their chutes.

(engine roars)

- We're well aware of the situation, Mr. Dole.

- Fire, starboard engine on fire.

Starboard engine on fire.

- Mr. Dole, put this on.

(grunts)

- What I do with this thing?

- Maybe nothing. Just relax.

- Mayday, mayday, mayday. (engine roar continues)

- Smiley, strap those legs in.

They're almost ready.

- I radioed, but no acknowledgement.

Maybe that fire will go out by itself.

They damaged the control wire.

(yoke rattling)

Take over.

I'm gonna go back and get 'em ready to jump.

- Roger.

- We're going out.

- We're directly over the...

We can't jump here.

- Back by the door.

You first.

Now.

Okay.

Lock the controls

and let's get out of here.

And grab the compass and anything else you can.

- Roger.

- But I've never jumped before.

- Colonel Kow, have you?

- No.

But I imagine I pull this.

- Smiley?

When we go, we go fast.

We hit the ground,

we have to regroup right away.

(wind howling)

- But I never... (screaming)

(engine drone)

(engine roars)

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(Dole grunting)

(birds chirping)

(distant engine drone)

(distant plane exploding)

(gear rattles)

- Major!

Major!

Major.

- [Smiley] Start bouncing. You might break yourself loose.

- Are you serious?

- How else do you expect to get down?

You didn't happen to recognize the area on the way down.

- I must admit I enjoyed the ride.

- I think I know where we are.

We're about sixty kilometers southeast of Pufong.

- It's friendly, or was, last time I heard.

(Dole moans) - You all right?

(Dole groaning)

- Which is the best way?

- Well, there's a road leading to Pufong over there.

- Which side of the river are we on?

- West.

Is that Pufong?

- How long would it take

us to get to this side of Pufong?

- Well, once we hit the road...

perhaps eight hours.

- Is there no chance of our being picked up?

- Some chance.

And that goes for the rebels too.

Now we're out of range of that group that shot us down,

but they could be in radio communications

with a patrol in this area.

- Let's get going. We're in double jeopardy here.

- What do you mean by that?

- Nothing.

Nothing that need immediately concern you, Major.

Let's just get us out of here.

- Check your weapons.

Mr. Dole!

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(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

- Don't drink it.

- Colonel.

Colonel, when do we stop for water?

I've gotta have some water.

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

- Hold it.

(grass crunching) (birds chirping)

(objects jangling)

Can you tell?

- There's no possible way of knowing.

(gun cocking)

- Well, do you think it's safe to travel the road?

- It's a lot easier than the undergrowth,

but we must be careful.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(coconut explodes)

(flames roar)

(eerie music)

(birds chirping)

- Take care of Smiley.

Colonel Kow, you all right?

- Yeah.

- Sergeant.

Sergeant.

Sergeant?

Jeff, can't rouse Smiley.

He's having trouble breathing.

I don't think anything's broken,

but I can't understand his breathing.

- It might be concussion. It has that effect sometimes.

(heavy breathing)

- What a stomachache.

(hand smacks) (chuckles)

- Come on, you.

- Let's go.

This way.

From here on in, we stay off the road.

Do you think you can find your way to the jungle, Smiley?

- Do we have a compass?

- Tad. - Yeah.

- Must be about due north from here.

- Alright, let's go.

Mr. Dole, you stay in the middle.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(birds chirping, trilling)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

- Don't move.

Stop, don't move.

(button pops)

Don't move.

Don't move.

(knife thudding)

- Thank you.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(animals trill, chitter)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- What's the matter?

- This damn compass is screwed up.

- How so?

- [Jeff] it keeps moving ten degrees west.

- First lesson in instrument flying, trust your instruments.

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

(animals chirping, trilling)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Tad, Tad.

A house.

Get the others.

- Colonel, come on up.

- A house. You know anything about that?

- [Dole] This is sector isn't occupied.

- [Smiley] You ever been this far north? - [Dole] I've never even--

- Have you ever mapped that house before?

- Maybe that's a barracks. - Wait, hang on.

Tad, you and Smiley go around the other side.

You find out if it's occupied. We'll wait here.

Get back.

What did you find?

- Nothing.

No movement, nothing.

- Did you see a road?

- No, there's no entrance.

- No way in or out.

- Only the way we came in.

- Alright, we'll keep it under observation for tonight.

- I'll go back where I was.

- Okay.

Smiley, you go back to where you were.

Now if either of you hear anything, let me know.

And remember, no shooting unless you have to.

- Major? - Yeah.

- Why can't we go in? - We don't know who's holding it.

There might be rebels in there.

Are you all right, Colonel?

- I'm fine.

I'm all right as long as I can rest.

- Make yourself comfortable, Mr. Dole.

We might be here a while.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(crickets chirping)

(upbeat jazz music)

- What is it?

What's going on?

- I don't know, but keep quiet.

- Oh, you've seen?

- Yes.

Did anybody go in there?

- No.

- How do you know?

- I've been awake all night.

- But it's, it's midnight.

Surely they wouldn't have been

in that house all this time without lights.

- Where's Tad?

- I don't know.

- Let's go find him.

(upbeat jazz music continues) (thicket crunches)

- Major, what did you see?

- Nothing.

There's no movement inside either.

- There's got to be.

- Let's go in,

find out what's inside that place.

- Pretty open area, lighted.

We should have seen somebody moving around by now.

Unless of course, they know we're here.

- Alright, let's go inside.

We're under the cover of darkness now.

- I watch television too, Mr. Dole.

Have you ever personally tried to rush a house?

- No.

- Then I suggest you not push that moment.

- Then let the sergeant go.

- Oh, is he expendable?

- Expendable?

It's a curious point of view for the military.

Surely you recognize the need for an answer

to those lights and that radio.

- Mr. Dole, I'm all too painfully aware

of the military situation.

This is not a battalion operation.

I've decided that we'll bypass it

rather than try a frontal attack.

- Major, you are not understanding me.

This area is uninhabited.

That house should not be here.

- How do you know?

- It is my business

to know the habitation of this area.

- Oh?

- Perhaps we've gone further north than we believe.

- That's not possible.

Not at the rate we've been moving.

- Of course.

That's right. I'm sure I'm right.

Even so, who could be inside?

- I suggest that we wait 'til tomorrow morning to find out.

- I agree.

But keep your eyes on that place.

All right, get back to your positions.

(upbeat jazz music continues)

(birds chirping)

- Hey.

Psst!

Hey Tad!

(feet thump)

Have you seen anything?

- No.

- Then the major said we're to approach the house

from this side.

They'll be coming any moment from this wall.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

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(clicking)

(door thuds)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(faint laughter)

(doorknob rattling)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(door clicking) (faint laughter)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(kettle boiling)

- Somebody's gotta be here.

See anybody leave last night?

- No.

- Go check the other doors in the dining room.

(doorknob rattles)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(sniffing)

(gentle orchestral music)

(sniffing)

(plate clatters)

(fork clinks)

(dramatic orchestral music)

I don't understand.

Found five bedrooms.

There's nobody here.

- You notice something?

- What? (fork scrapes)

- You still feel hot?

You stopped sweating.

- You're right.

No air conditioning.

- No,

there isn't.

- You, you're sure about that food?

- I'll answer that in about five minutes.

- I guess I'd better get the others.

(dramatic orchestral music) (footsteps tapping)

Not a soul here.

Come here. I'll show you something.

No, don't touch.

(liquid pours)

- But what if it's poisoned?

- It doesn't seem to be affecting the sergeant any.

- I don't like it.

- I'm hungry.

- How can there be five places

and five bedrooms and five of us?

- Those questions will be answered.

We need the food, so why don't you enjoy it?

- No.

- We'll post a guard for as long as we're here.

- You don't mean we're staying here?

- Why not?

Look, we seem to be safe here, at least for the time being.

So we'll take a rest for a couple of days.

- No, we can't.

We could stay one night possibly,

but no more than that.

- What?

- I'm not staying here two days.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(faint laughter)

(women laughing)

(women laughing)

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

(women laughing) (door clicks)

(door thuds)

- Alright, you all,

rise and shine.

While you guys have been in here powdering your noses,

I've been sweating my butt off outside.

- What do you mean?

- All shaved and clean as a whistle.

Could almost swear I smell perfume in here.

- Oh, knock it off.

Nobody shaved.

- Who are you trying to bull?

- My God.

I am shaven.

- Somebody get out there on guard duty while I shower.

Who's got the razor?

- No joke, Tad.

We didn't shower and I don't have a razor.

- Oh, come on. Where did you get the fresh uniform?

- I don't know.

I really don't know.

- What the hell is going on here?

- I feel great. - You guys are outta your

cotton-pickin' skulls.

- [Jeff] Tad, what time do you have?

My watch stopped.

- Uh, 6:45.

Mine has too.

- It's 12:20.

I don't understand it.

I, I must have shaved,

but I don't remember it.

- I'm feeling pleasant. - What has happened?

(eerie music)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(water splashing)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(gentle orchestral music)

(footsteps tapping)

- Well, that's the third meal that's been prepared for us.

- I can't believe it.

I still say that Tadpole Jackson over there fixed lunch.

- Don't complain.

I had to go to five markets to find those birds.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- How could I have fixed lunch?

I was showering from the time I left you

until just before we ate.

- What is going on?

- We are being taken care of.

- That is exactly what I'm afraid of.

- Well, I think it's time to get some sleep.

- Well, it's my turn. - Sergeant.

- Goodnight, everybody.

Sleep well.

- Sergeant, could I borrow your gun

just for tonight?

- Of course, if he needs it.

- Colonel.

- Yes?

- Perhaps you could answer a few questions.

- Possibly.

- You know this area very well?

- I was born near Pufong.

- Have you ever seen this house before?

- No, I haven't.

- Then where are we?

- I'm not sure.

- And you don't care?

(crickets chirp)

- Not right now, no.

Tomorrow or the next day

will be soon enough to care.

- And if I were to tell you that we were

in very grave danger, then would you care?

- Perhaps if I knew the danger.

- I'm afraid I can't divulge that information.

- Then perhaps the danger is only to you.

I cannot fear what I do not know.

- But Colonel Kow, the unknown,

that,

that is the only thing to fear.

- Are you referring to the events at the house?

- Only partly.

I don't know

where I am,

and I cannot explain what is happening here.

- There are things that will never be understood.

- Ah! That's a very immature point of view.

I intend to find out what is going on in this house

if I have to tear the place apart to do it.

- You may destroy yourself

questioning the wonders of life, Mr. Dole.

- Knowledge can never destroy.

- But it has, for years. For many, many years.

- These people who are operating,

are pulling these stunts,

had better be careful.

I've had my share of their tricks.

- Haven't you considered the possibility

that there is nobody pulling stunts?

- Impossible.

- Perhaps not so impossible.

Rest well, Mr. Dole.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door clicks)

(door thuds)

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(intense orchestral music)

(gunshot)

(door clicks)

(gunshot) (door clicks)

- What's the matter?

- There's somebody in there. - Who?

- I don't know.

- What do you mean you don't know?

- Ah, er, there's some woman!

- What woman? - I don't know.

It's just a woman.

- I'm going in to take a look.

- No, no, you mustn't.

- Why?

- 'Cause I, I shot her.

- You, you shot her?

I'm going in.

- No! - Let go!

- No. - I said let go.

- You mustn't go in there.

- Don't get in my way!

What are you talking about?

There's nobody here.

- But there was, I saw her.

I just shot her.

- If you shot her, well, where is she?

Come on, Mr. Dole. Where is she?

- I don't know.

She was standing right there.

I just, I was just going to sleep.

I felt something, it was standing by my bed.

I felt it was dangerous.

I knew I had to shoot.

I shot as I jumped from the bed

and I thought I missed it,

but, and I turned on the light.

She was still standing there.

I saw the holes in her.

She was bleeding.

She was just standing there, smiling at me,

so I had to-- (gunshot)

She didn't rise.

I saw her blood.

I tell you, I saw her blood.

She didn't rise, she just stood there and she--

(hand slaps)

- Get a hold of yourself!

Just your imagination.

Now lie in the bed and we'll keep the lights on.

There's nobody here, Mr. Dole.

- Oh yes,

yes there is.

I shot her.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door clicks)

- Major, what happened in there?

- Oh, we had a little accident.

I think Mr. Dole is under more pressure

than we thought he was.

Whose gun is this?

- Mine, sir.

- Then I suggest you hang on to it, Sergeant.

- Guess I'd better, sir.

- Time to hit the rack.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(door clicking)

(door thuds)

(switch clicks)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(gun cocking)

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

What's your name?

Where are you from?

Do you live in this house?

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

Do you understand English?

(Jeff speaking Japanese)

You're not Japanese.

(eerie music)

(gentle orchestral music)

You don't seem to speak or understand English

and yet somehow I feel you can read all my thoughts.

Could I have a cigarette?

(birds chirping)

(gentle orchestral music)

- Who cooked breakfast this morning?

- No one, of course.

It was waiting.

- I don't believe you.

- I would suggest that you eat today.

The food is excellent.

- Morning. - Good morning.

- Well, did you see any more boogie girls last night?

- Very funny.

- Good morning.

- I think one of these Asians is doing this.

- Doing what?

- This routine with the house,

somebody's playing tricks.

- [Jeff] Who exactly do you mean?

- One of these, uh,

Asian gentlemen.

- You're wrong.

- But it is them.

I know it's them.

It's exactly the sort of thing that would occur

to the Oriental mind.

I knew it when we got on the plane.

They're no different from all the others.

The inscrutable Oriental is really not

so mysterious after all.

As far as I'm concerned, they're perfectly transparent.

(birds chirp)

Even then I told them, diplomacy is the only way.

These American military types are all alike, power-crazy.

If they're not stirring up some useless war,

they're goldbricking.

I used to have five of them just following me around

like little puppy dogs.

"Captain, I'll need the car tonight.

Lieutenant, four bottles of champagne

and Lieutenant, only two glasses."

Yes, I know their kind and their type.

They're not to be trusted.

They don't play fair, in or out

of their so-called profession.

I've spent my life cleaning up after their messes.

- That's funny.

I've always felt that without all this diplomacy,

there never would be any need for the military.

- Ha ha!

Not on your life.

The American military lives on the fantasy of power.

It's hallucinatory.

Why, these two are even creating this fantasy,

the most novel idea I've ever seen,

and believe me,

I've seen most of them.

- Do you sincerely believe all this, Mr. Dole?

- You're damned right.

I hate them,

and I've got reasons.

I spent twenty years of my life trying to get my name on my door

of my office,

and I end up in this

stinking hole.

Why can't they let these uneducated,

slant-eyed imbeciles work out their own problems?

- [Smiley] Why don't you shut up?

- Yeah.

Look at him.

All they can do is grin at you,

or else spout some hackneyed philosophy,

like our Asian Aristotle out there.

Oh, come on now.

Why don't you grin, you supercilious ape?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Who the hell are you calling a supercilious ape?

- And you get your heels together when you speak to me, Mr.

(hands smack) (Dole exclaims)

(body thuds)

- That could cost you your bar, Lieutenant.

- He saved me the trouble.

- I'm truly sorry this had to happen.

- Lieutenant.

He'll be all right here.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(crickets chirp)

(woman sobbing)

(gentle orchestral music)

(woman sobbing)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(fork clatters)

- And so as man looks beyond the thin balance

as man looks beyond the thin balance of his life,

he falls.

- Yes, Mr. Aristotle.

Man falls, and hard.

But what does he do to prevent that fall?

- Remain concentrated on himself,

and only wonder what is beyond.

- And never ask any question?

- Oh yes, but never feel surprised

when the answer isn't there.

- And what's the answer to this house?

- I do not have that answer.

I think perhaps it's different to each man.

- What's your answer, Smiley?

- I haven't got an answer.

- [Jeff] Why not?

- It seems friendly enough.

- And what about tomorrow?

- Tomorrow, then maybe I'll have an answer.

- When one waits.

Yes, I've had that feeling since I've been here.

I've had the, the strangest notion that I'm

needed.

- By what?

- I don't know.

It's like that old riddle about the

tree and the forest, or the clock

that doesn't tell time

unless I see it.

Or the bed that's not a bed, unless I'm there

unless I'm there

to lie down in it. (faint eerie music)

The shelter, the food, the safety,

it all comes into being to meet my needs.

- You speak of the need to be needed.

- Yes.

Strong enough to be magnetic, to,

to stop me from leaving.

- Must we?

- Yes.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(woman laughing)

I think of returning though.

- You don't return to satisfaction, Major.

- Satisfaction?

(dramatic orchestral music)

Oh by the way, Colonel, everything's quiet outside.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Goodnight, Colonel. - Goodnight.

(gentle orchestral music)

(door clicking)

(water splashing)

(upbeat jazz music)

(water pattering)

(upbeat jazz music continues)

- There has to be an explanation

for everything.

- Acceptance is one of the greatest things of life.

- But how do you accept these facts?

They cannot be explained.

- Must you explain everything?

- Oh, I don't know.

There must be a reason.

- In some areas of fact, yes.

But I feel that we are dealing with a type

of a strange emotion.

- Emotion.

All right, emotion. (chair rubs)

Where is it?

- I don't know.

But I feel that it comes from this house.

- You make this house sound as if it were human,

as if it had some sort of human feeling.

- Yes.

I think it does have human feeling.

Why not?

- Why not?

Because houses are,

are wood and stone

and metal.

Look, I'll show you.

(knife thumps)

(women laughing)

(Dole laughing)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(thunder crashing)

Where are the lights?

(upbeat jazz music)

(knocking on door)

(door clicks)

Where did you get your light?

- What happened to the lights?

- Jeff, Jeff, where's Jeff?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Our lights are out.

Maybe it's the storm.

- Hmm? What storm?

(thunder crashing)

It's probably just a passing thunderhead.

That's what knocked out the power. Don't worry about it.

I'll check the lines. You all go to bed.

- I'll check inside.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(thunder crashing)

(rain pattering)

- All right, so you're back.

Let's see just

how much fantasy you really are.

More than likely a beautiful

quagmire of promises,

like all the rest.

(woman laughing) (thunder crashing)

(doorknob rattling)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(woman laughing)

(Dole gasping)

- Lieutenant?

(door clicks)

- Yeah.

I can't find Dole. Have you seen him?

- I thought I heard something,

but I couldn't tell with the thunder.

- He's not in his room.

I've been calling and he doesn't answer.

- Both of you look for candles. I'll go look for Mr. Dole.

(rain pattering)

- Major? Major?

Major?

- What is it?

- We can't seem to find Mathew.

Have you seen him?

- No.

I've been looking for the power cables

that come in to the house.

And you know what? There aren't any.

- There must be.

- I know it and I'm gonna find them.

- All right, we'll light some candles in the house.

(thunder crashing)

(match ignites)

(drawer slides)

(cabinet thudding)

(faint whispering)

(gasps) (lantern creaks)

(grunts)

(groaning)

(Smiley moans)

(lantern crashing)

(ominous orchestral music)

- Colonel Kow.

Have you found Mathew?

- No. How about power lines?

- No.

- We couldn't find candles either.

- I'll help you look for 'em.

(footsteps thump)

- I ran outta matches.

And I can't find anymore.

- [Jeff] Well, I've only got one left,

so let's not waste it.

(gasps) - Jeff.

(match ignites)

(Tad gasping)

(rain patters)

Oh my god.

(knife thudding)

Jeff!

(footsteps thump)

- Tad, are you all right?

- It's Dole.

- My God. - We better warn the Colonel.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Colonel Kow.

Who's there?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- It's me.

- Oh Colonel, Dole just cracked up.

I think he murdered Smiley. And now he's loose in the house.

(Dole laughing)

(thunder crashing)

(grunting) (scuffling)

- Where is he?

(ominous orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(rain pattering)

- Tad, get a lantern from the kitchen.

Put it in his room with him.

I'll stand guard tonight first.

(door clicking)

(shutters thump)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(doorknob rattling)

(fist banging) (nails scrape)

(door thumps)

(Dole whimpering)

(Dole grunting)

(Dole grunting)

(faint cackling)

(suspenseful orchestral music continues)

(wooshing)

What happened to him?

- He was killed.

- By what?

- By his own hand,

or maybe the house.

(suspenseful orchestral music) (faint laughter)

- [Tad] Almost as if he didn't exist.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(water splashing)

- We're leaving.

I'll meet you out front, Colonel.

Lieutenant.

Get your gear. (door clicks)

(dramatic orchestral music continues)

(door thuds)

(gentle orchestral music)

- I'm sorry, I have to leave.

We've got to get back.

No, I can't.

I can't stay.

I need you so much,

but it's impossible.

(gentle orchestral music continues)

No.

(upbeat jazz music)

- Where's Tad?

- Oh, he's still in his room.

Here he is. - Let's go.

(doors slamming) (ominous orchestral music)

(locks clicking)

(fist banging) (doorknob rattles)

(window slamming)

(doorknob rattles)

(plate shattering)

(cabinets slam)

- Everything out back slammed shut.

But there's no wind.

- Look around the house. I'm sure there's a way out.

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(woman laughing) (chair clatters)

- Hey, look out.

(chair thuds)

(woman cackling)

(gunshots)

(thudding)

(women wailing)

(house explodes) (fire roars)

(eerie music)

(birds chirping)

Take care of Smiley.

Colonel Kow, you all right?

- Yeah.

(ominous orchestral music)

- All right, from here on in, we stay off the roads.

Do you think you can find

your way through the jungle, Colonel?

- Do you have a compass?

- Tad? - Yeah, here.

- It should be about due north from here.

- All right.

Let's go.

(ominous orchestral music continues)

(ominous orchestral music continues)