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No!

ONSLAUGHT

I don't oppose war.

What I do oppose is a dumb war.

This gun does not
torture people.

When oppression is defeated,

the war is over.

Do you realize that
in this whole country,

the people of America have not
had a third generation of peace?

Our homes,

our nations,

all the things we believe in,

are in great danger.

remember the character
of the onslaught against us

we will gain the ineffable
prize to help us god

Hi Doctor?

Today will be a good day.

You were such a good boy.

Was I a good boy, my Pearl?

Your carriage is waiting.

words of sorrows and
all that i seek trust

oh the window crosses
the moon's generation

oh she hears a less
charge it transforms him

WINDY OASIS Trailer Park

i never seen you looking
so bad my funky one

you tell me that
you're super fine mine

any major dude with half a heart
surely will tell you my friend

any modern world that breaks
apart walls together again

when the demon is at your door

when the morning
has passed you by...

Wake up or you're under arrest!

What?

Turn the fucking engine off,

you little shit!
I can't hear you.

This is a night shift.

You know what that's like?

I need my fucking sleep.

Hey, let's kill him.

I got to get my fucking
eating out of here.

God damn it! This
fucking shit hole!

Fire!

Hey, um,

this is us. Um,

I'm just going to be a little
bit late on the rent this month.

Really?

Yeah, you know the situation
with my cum wife, right?

No, I don't.

That bitch took
my premium bonsais.

She locked them in the shed.

I had a buyer all lined up.

I would have been flush.

I'm really sorry that you're
dealing with cum wife difficulties.

You still got to pay
your rent, though.

I'm only the on-site manager.

If you can't pay,

take it up with the high reps.

Yeah, but you can talk to them.

I'm good for her, you know.

I'm law enforcement.

Just pay your damn rent.

Okay.

Oh, fuck!

Put that money in.

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

All right, there's your check.

Got your ocean
sounds all packed up?

Mm-hmm.

I want you to behave
yourself this weekend, okay?

All right. Be good for Mommy.

Remember,

raise your words,

not your voice.

Rain grows flowers.

Love. Affirmative.

That's it.

Hi, Bobby.

Hi!

Hi.

Hey.

What happened to your hair?

Can you cut my bangs for me?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, that looks really pretty.

Hey, Dad.

What are you doing here?

It's not my weekend.

You want to check your texts?

I've been trying to
reach you all morning.

Well, unlike you, I'm
out on my phone 24-7.

I was target shooting.

Target shooting?

Yeah. Still got that M16?

No.

You know I'm legally prohibited
of owning a selected fire weapon

with a high-capacity mag.

Look, I got an
emergency meeting.

I got a flight to
catch in, like, an hour.

We couldn't get a sitter,

and Sharon's busy at work, so...

Sharon.

Hey. Sharon.

You're up, Mom.

Hey, Bubba, I'm gonna have
a little chat with your dad.

Do you want to go inside
and put your stuff down?

Sure.

You got it?

I got it.

You can't just fucking
spring on me like this.

Spring, spring, spring.

Hey, Dad. Hey, Bubba.

What's going on here?

I want you to imagine that you're
breathing deeply with the waves.

Experience this
with all five senses.

Smell the ocean breeze.

Hear the crashing of the waves.

Five is 25.

Six times five is seven.

Seven times five is...

I got the news like
last week myself.

And I'm not gonna change my entire
plans because it's what intervenes.

You're talking about taking my
daughter away across the fucking country,

and if that's what you think,

you better have
another thought in mind.

You know what?

I thought that I
could keep this simple,

but I forgot.

You're talking about
taking my child.

You know what?

My lawyers are pretty confident that the
district court is gonna rule in our favor.

If it comes to that,

if it comes to
that, Jesus Christ.

I have to do my
due diligence here.

You're such a piece of shit.

You are such a piece of shit.

You know you can
move too, right?

I mean, how long has
it been here, Celeste?

You told me it'd
be a couple months.

It was temporary.

That was four or five years ago.

What? I like it here.

I feel good in here.

It's safe.

You need to get over
your shit, soldier.

Fuck you!

Oh, you got scared
from a little fuck you?

Well, guess what?

I got a better fucking
lawyer than you do.

Yeah, that's right.

You heard that right.

Guess what?

You're a fucking coward!

You're not taking
my daughter away!

Dr. Kimler,

would you mind not smoking while
the subject's brain is exposed?

I'm kind of hoarse.

The Prion is a few miles
en route, two hours out.

You will be ready?

Yes.

I'll be waiting for you.

But I must again
state my objections.

We haven't tested enough to know
how the nervous system's progressing.

Your objections are duly noted.

But it is time to
show our results.

Progress does not crawl
on its belly like the worm.

Finish with him and
prepare the other subject.

Yes.

The storm is here.

the savage seas skip ashore,

to crush thick dams.

Allow your body to rest
and your spirit to soar.

No, You don't have to do that.

I can just do that later.

It's fine. I'm almost done.

All right.

I didn't really
know you were coming,

so I got ramen.

What's this?

Cacabonzo beans?

Healthy, right?

You hungry?

No.

No, thank you, ma'am.

You know you don't
have to call me ma'am.

You can just call me
mom or mommy or mama.

Does Sharon make
you call her ma'am?

Dad says it's proper manners.

All right. Well, I'm going
to talk to your dad about that.

Come on. We're going outside.

Okay.

This is a real-world exercise.

Flight attendants
will be in flight.

may I ask you to now stand up.

Please return to
your seats at ease.

Mr. Bader.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Dr. Kamler.

It's been a while.

You're looking...

Well...

How's your wife?

Frau Kamler.

She is well.

Thank you for asking.

Follow me, please.

Please allow me to make
a proper introduction.

This specialist was the
subject of a famous trial.

He killed 17 civilians in
a village square in Yemen.

He was weeping as
he slaughtered them.

His fellow soldiers gave
him a mocking nickname.

Crybaby.

This Marine was shot 48 times.

His survival earned
him the moniker...

The Cockroach.

This last soldier you
will surely be aware of...

By the name the Western media
awarded him for his murders.

The Butcher of Chaos.

He was a hand-to-hand
combat instructor.

Very popular among the soldiers
before he was shot in battle.

He made a physical recovery.

But his mind was never the same.

These men no longer feel pain.

They can manipulate
their own heart rate.

They can tighten their muscles.

It's preventable in penetration.

And once they begin killing,

they will not stop...

Until their programming
is deactivated.

Or until there is no one
left in their path alive.

They are the human equivalent
of a heat-seeking missile.

The perfect soldier.

Every fighter has
a breaking point.

Yeah, correct.

There remains a
limit to their minds.

If they are deployed
for more than one hour...

No more with their
control weakens.

They may lose their
military precision.

What you are witnessing here,

Mr.

Baylard...

Is a work in progress.

Naturally, I would
like more time.

It's pencils down,

Dr. Cameron.

New theaters of
combat are emerging...

That we need to fill.

The board wants results.

Now.

And so do I.

Quite so.

Hey, Daisy.

Hi.

Something new, you little tree.

Oh, there she is. Hi.

So how's your kid?

Why don't you go
ask her yourself?

This is the second time that
Black Hawk has gone over us today.

Plus the usual morning chopper.

You know,

that's a real sign of
mental health for us veterans.

Keeping track of every
chopper that flies by.

All I'm saying is that they're up to
something in the desert north of here.

Some kind of secret
base or some shit.

I don't know, but I
don't fucking like it.

When you're in Vietnam,

shouldn't you be
more fucking paranoid?

Come on!

Well, what's got you
in such a good mood?

You look like somebody
just spit in your socks.

Her asshole dad just
brought her on me.

Talking about how he's gonna
relocate with her or something.

Can he do that?

I don't know.

You got a lawyer?

Nope.

So what's keeping you here
with the rest of us losers anyway?

Maybe I just prefer it here.

I can see how that might be.

God damn it! None of you
can go fucking right today.

Fuck.

Anything I can do to help?

No.

Not unless you have some
10-gauge stranded wire.

How much you need?

Like... Five feet or so.

Well, I don't entirely
know what that is.

But they ought to have
some out at the truck stop.

Oh, could you get me a pack of
stampedes while you're out there?

I'll pay you back.

Always hustling, huh?

Those things are gonna kill you.

Yeah, maybe.

Eh, I'll get you some.

I got this kid
some food anyways.

I'm winning best mom
of the year award.

The fuck is this?

Modern art?

Dazzle camouflage
from a Navy experiment.

It conditions our
subjects' ocular reflexes.

Start the experiment.

Doctor, Are you certain-

Now, if you please.

Yes.

Activating our subjects.

Chemical gas.

To make things a
little more interesting.

We got masks.

We'll be fine.

Yes.

And my men will be
holding their breath.

Please proceed.

Commencing experiment.

Now.

All right, Doctor.

Let's see what your
pervert squad can do.

Please, please, please, please!

They're targeting the lights.

Yes.

They can see better in the dark.

I've seen enough.

We can shut them down.

We cannot deactivate our subjects until
all the targets have been eliminated.

I said shut them down!

It's a creature.

He's in cardiac arrest.

What's the matter with him?

Unpacking

No, Doctor, look.

It's all of them.

They're all dead?

Could it be shock?

Neonic aneurysms?

Did you lack oxygen?

I need to revive one
to do a brain scan.

Use the defibrillator.

They're all dead.

What the fuck am I
supposed to tell the board?

You just ate shit, Doctor!

shine my neighborhood
of you and my beginning

and if he likes for endlessly

he's always the
safe and thousand

i'm a loser holding
my storms as easy

be my journey

i be stronger god

be my journey from heaven

too much liquidly

or chant disorder

save the damnation

My pearl...

they teach the ages

It is done...

hey

hey Sylvia

hi

Is it the first of
the month already?

Cut the shit, it's the eighth.

Shit. I'll get my checkbook.

I'll be right back.

I'll have to reschedule.

You interrupted a
recreational evening.

Where am I going?

I'm the intrusion, but you're
our only operative in the area.

We received a code alpha distress signal at
our testing facility outside the Moor Yard

I wasn't aware we had a
facility near Moor Yardy.

Details of its operations are highly classified
and have been scrubbed from our database.

However,

we know the facility has been occupied by a
private military contractor for the past six years.

Your job is clean
up and concealment.

Strictly janitorial.

Are you sober,

I took 100mg of pure MDMA
approximately 30 minutes ago.

That won't affect
my performance,

but I'll ingest some
protein when I can.

How many bodies?

We have no definitive estimate.

You will be first on the list.

Beautiful, beautiful,

beautiful.

man.

Wanna come in with me?

No, I'll wait here.

Ok.

Don't talk to strangers.

You can't pay for that.

Hey, Celeste.

How you doing? Fine.

Can I get a pack of Stampede's?

Sure.

I got burritos.

I got beef jerky.

We are all good.

Thank you, ma'am.

Sorry.

Here, I'll help you.

You know, you can call
me whatever you want.

Just I hate the fact that you feel like
you have to be so formal all the time.

What does formal mean?

Formal is what grown-ups do,

so other grown-ups like.

Hey, motherfucker.

Damn it, Arlo.

All right, baby. Dumbass.

Need a refill?

yeah yeah

glad i meet because
my life is really great

i'm gonna celebrate

i'm glad i meet

yes i'm glad i meet

because my life is really great

i'm gonna celebrate drugs are

attention all highway units

we have a report of
possible shots fired

outside the Marriott
inn truck stop

room one forty nine

no suspect description

this time responding
units proceed with caution

No, no, no, no, no.

What are you doing?

It's a burrito.

You eat a burrito
with your hands.

Like this.

All right.

Good bite.

It's messy.

Animals don't eat with a
fork and a knife, right?

Have you seen a dog eat
with a fork and a knife?

No.

Where are your hands, too?

That's my burrito.

Don't over ask me that again.

What is this facility?

Probably military research.

The base was built by the Army
and vacated after the World War.

We're through!

Oh, fucking time.

As they were cleared out,

the Pentagon started leasing the
base for defense contractor projects.

Minimal oversight.

That's where we're at now.

You got it.

Here you go, bubba. Get in.

Dad says we're moving away.

He told you that?

No.

I heard him and Sharon talking.

Do you want to hear a story?

Sure.

All right, Mom.

It was back when
I was in the Army.

And we were stationed
in this hotel.

These guys from the Southern Platoon thought it
would be a good idea to have an amateur boxing match.

And one of those guys

...challenged me to a fight.

Why did he want to fight you?

I don't know.

Maybe he wanted to look big.

I think he thought I wasn't
going to go through with it.

But you know your mom.

Of course I wasn't going
to go through with it.

We'll finish this another time.

I love you.

We've got six
private contractors.

Counting the guy in the doorway.

The rest of the bodies
seem to be average.

I've got I.D.

on all, except one.

Tim?

My honor is voluntary.

Who is he?

He's bad news for us.

His name's Hans Kammler.

He's a third
generation paperclip.

His early experiments showed
that he was a good fighter.

His experiments earned him a European Union
arrest warrant for violations against humanity.

Officially he's
been dead six years.

And he's definitely dead now.

If he was running
this experiment,

the priority is
search and destroy.

This facility's secure.

We'll clean it up later.

I want all of our resources
directed towards containment.

Yes.

Local dispatch has got a call reporting
possible gunfire at a truck stop.

We've passed the drive-in.

Shut down the surrounding roads.

Shut that entrance
to the truck stop.

come to life in the mirror ball

all the things we wanna know

bring your invitation card

fire is hot like yo

Yes?

You have my deepest
condolences, Dr.

Kammler.

Danke.

Now, would you mind telling
me what I'm up against tonight?

War is needed to keep
the populace obeisant.

But prolonged exposure
breaks the mind.

My husband's great dream,

and that of his ancestors,

was to resolve that conflict.

To create an ideal combatant.

Super soldiers?

We set out to create a military
faction without conscience.

To be deployed against
the domestic populace.

The average infantry soldier may
hesitate to kill his own countrymen.

But his men are conditioned
to kill until they are stopped.

That is all they know.

Do you have any practical
advice for engagement?

Do not engage.

Your orders come
directly from me now.

Your superiors
have been notified.

We have the unexpected opportunity to observe these
subjects outside the boundaries of our control.

Record your findings.

Cover our tracks.

Anything else?

Use your best judgment.

The work must survive.

Oh, God damn it.

It's cold out here.

Son of a bitch.

Motherfucker.

Where are you going?

Go to your room.

Get under the bed.

Now!

Wrong trailer
park, motherfucker!

Now!

Get back!

Motherfucker! Stay away!

Come inside! Inside!

You okay? Yeah, yeah.

Yes, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Help me turn off the light.

What is going on?

Stay away! Are you okay? Okay.

May I come inside, please?

One second, bubba.

I just gotta clean this really
small cut that's just bleeding a lot.

I'm scared, mom.

No, no.

Just stay right
by the door, okay?

Okay.

Mmm...

I'm coming out now, okay?

Yeah. Don't be scared.

There's a lot of blood.

I know. I know, baby. I know.

I'm okay.

You promise? I promise.

From now on, I need you to
stay right next to me, okay?

Okay.

Now come with me.

Mommy needs to get her guns.

Okay.

Stay back!

Okay, baby.

Baby, you're out the window.

Mommy's right behind you, okay?

Come, come.

You okay?

Come on, I got you!

Get your asses over here!

Run, baby, run!

Run!

Stay with me, stay with me!

Go, go, go, go, go! Get
down, get down, get down!

Okay,

Mommy's got you, okay?

You're gonna be okay.

I promise, everything's
gonna be okay.

Hey, how bad is that eye?

It's fine, I got another one.

You got another weapon?

Take this.

How many rounds? Five.

Five?! Plus three
shotgun shells.

And you have no other guns?

No.

Mother Gun will only like you.

Oh, I'm the loony.

Bet you wish you could
get to my stash now,

old man. Now what?

Phones are all down.

Cell phone in my landline.

You see anything?

No, nothing moving.

Who the hell are these guys?

What do they want?

I don't know.

They're operating
like a military unit.

Their silence means that they're
waiting or planning another fucking attack.

You reckon some army
experiment got loose?

Yes, they're always in the
fucking base I told you about.

I knew it! Figures.

They just can't stop
fucking with us pets.

Sir.

We have a survivor.

Fuck.

Help me.

That's why we're here, sir.

Don't be afraid.

What caliber are
we using for this?

Porta-Potty.

Let's make sure everyone else here is
fully dead before they start the fire.

Hey, no. No, no.

You are not smoking
in front of my child.

Hi, baby.

You okay?

You know what?

I just realized I
never finished my story.

Do you want to hear it?

Yeah.

Okay, so.

Where was I?

Oh, yeah.

It was the day of the fight.

And the guy was fighting.

He was being all cocky,

dancing around,
talking about stuff.

The bell rings.

And before he can
throw a single punch,

I just went.

Hm?

Your mom kicked him
right in the balls.

And he just goes,

boom, down to the floor.

What happened to
him after the fight?

Um.

I saw him one last
time out there.

He got hurt real bad.

And I got injured, so...

No rematch.

So you know I never pick a fight with
someone that's got more to lose than you do.

Hey, Papa.

Hey.

Do you want to cover your ears?

Why?

I'm just going to say a
lot of bad words, okay?

Come here. Good girl.

Hey, old man.

If anything happens to me,

make sure she gets
to her dad, okay?

He's a fucking asshole,

but he's a good father.

Okay.

And if anything happens to me,

I got a couple of library books
that are a few years overdue.

If you could get
those back for me,

I would appreciate it.

Okay, dear.

You're good, Papa.

Okay.

You build up a generator?

Shh, you hear that?

Hey!

What the fuck's going on?

Is anyone alive in there?

The fuck is he yapping about?

Listen,

I got a radio in the car.

It's in the driveway.

Someone can go out
there and call for help.

Do I need the keys?

No, it's open.

Just hit the button.

I would go out there,

but I twist my ankle.

He's talking back.

Man, it's pretty
quiet out there.

It's not that far.

You think I should do it?

I don't know. It's risky.

It's pretty close.

I could hobble out
there if you need me.

Get back, get back!

Shit, that's pig heads!

Come here, man, come here!

Run, baby!

Run! Go get her out of here!

Hold on!

No!

You're good, baby, you're good.

Yeah.

Run, run!

Run!

Run, baby!

Over here!

Go,

go!

You okay?

Yeah.

You're good.

I fucking understand.
I've done it a dozen times.

Oh, baby.

Is she hurt? No, she's fine.

Probably just a little trauma,

but she'll grow out of it.

Are you okay?

Is that your only gun?

Stay back! Stay behind me!

Hey!

It's me! Open the door!

Hey, let me in! What's that?

Let me in!

He's hurt!

Hold that!

Come here, come here.

Ow, ow, ow!

Ow! Ow, ow!

Here, I got you.

That creepy bastard
nicked me pretty good.

Oh, God.

I need a towel.

All right.

What size?

I don't fucking
know! A fucking towel!

Fuck!

Hold that tight.

Just a little scratch.

You're okay, baby.

It's just a scratch. Yeah.

Just a scratch.

We can't stay in here long.

You're right.

No pressure, okay?

They have a military train.

They're gonna
smoke us out again.

You're gonna be okay, Josiah.

What the hell are we gonna do?

Well, we need a fucking plan.

Put me in too!

Motherfuckers!

Okay, okay.

Come on with the
fucking cojones.

As I make a run for my crews,

I use the radio call
for some fucking backup.

No, you got the cojones.

You go.

No, I'm talking about some
mucho grande cojones for this.

It's time for you to
grow grande cojones, dude.

All right. Okay.

I'll fucking do it.

But what about your ankle?

Yeah, it's a little bit better.

Thank you.

Then you fucking go. Okay?

How many bulls do you have left?

Nothing. I do. All right.

I'm gonna go for it.

You guys get your
asses in my car,

we'll get the fuck
out of here, all right?

Jesus fucking Christ, just go!

Go!

Hey.

You're a shit fucking neighbor,

but you're a good man.

I got you.

No! Fuck!

Fuck.

That's your last bullet.

Yeah, mommy knows that.

Come on, baby.

You got this.

Come on.

You blew that
motherfucker's brains out.

Fuck!

My life is ruined! Uh, yeah.

Uh, it's called accident phase.

Uh, we got a shooting over here

in Twinny Oasis Trailer Park.

Everyone, everyone,
you got this.

Everyone, fucking get out!

Hey, he's coming.

You ready, Josiah?

Oh, I got rid of her, man!

Josiah?

Come on, let's go.

Come on. I'm okay.

I just need to rest.

For a few.

Come on, old fool,
don't do this to me.

Come on! Come on.

Josiah.

Baby.

Yeah!

Come on!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Fuck it!

Fuck!

Mom?

Mom!

Dad!

Dad! I'm here!

Where are you, Daisy?

Get behind the door, now!

No fucking way.

I saw you die.

Oh, you fucked
with the wrong mom.

Come on, you little bitch!

Mommy!

It's okay, Mommy.

It's okay now.

We're okay.

Josiah! Josiah!

You just don't quit,

do you, old man?

You neither,

I reckon.

Go, Max.

Damn.

Stay with Josiah.

Okay.

Josiah! Josiah!

Hey.

You need some help.

You look like you could use some
medical attention yourself, ma'am.

I'm fine. Do him first.

Get the fuck out of here.

Are you the only survivors?

The three of us.

Yes.

You did that?

Who the fuck are you?

Your government, ma'am.

For reasons related
to national security,

you now have a
couple of options.

One is that we can comfortably
relocate you and your daughter

once you agree to a set of
binding non-disclosure terms.

What's my other option?

That is good.

Who are they, anyway?

Domestic terrorists.

Bullshit.

Would you...

consider some advice, ma'am?

Do I look like I need some?

Don't ask too many questions.

The best thing for you and your daughter would
be to forget the last night ever happened.

I don't think I can do that.

Then fake it.

Pretend.

But don't ever break character.

Excuse me.

This was all very unfortunate.

Yes, ma'am.

But in loss of opportunity.

The program has been tested
in a civilian environment.

We must not let those
results to go to waste.

No, ma'am.

What about the witnesses?

We must not let them
go to waste, either.

Put them somewhere safe for now.

Somewhere they can be watched.

Yes, ma'am.

Hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

And this truth goes marching on.

I think mommy is
ready for a move.

Sing along.