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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.