All language subtitles for Interceptor Force (Phillip J. Roth, 1999)

Freeze! Stay right there!

- Hey, watch a lot of TV?
- Not really.

What the hell is this?

Wrong answer.

I need him alive, fellas, so he
can answer some questions.

Now I need to know who hired you.

I need to know why you're asking so
many questions about my company.

Now I don't think this little plan
of yours is working out.

So I think it would best for you to
tell me who sent you here.

What's that? You wanna talk to me?

I'm all ears.

OK, so big deal; you're a bad ass.

- It's over.
- You'll never find it.

I already have.

You've made yourself a human
hard drive.

- It almost worked.
- It doesn't matter.

You'll never make it out of here.
The building is completely sealed.

- Northwest corridor. Head him off!
- He's going for the roof!

He's on the roof! Repeat, we've got
him on the roof.

This side of the building is secured.

Freeze!

Put your hands up!

- What the hell are you doing?
- Leaving!

Hey, a guy's got to watch his
girlish figure.

- You alright, buddy?
- Oh yeah, I'm just fine.

Jackpot! It's all here.
Wish I knew what the hell it was.

Hey, Shaun! Taking a beating to get
inside is not my idea of a good plan.

It was the only way to get past
the new security systems.

Sir, I've got something, Vector 419,
mid-central region.

- What is it?
- I have no idea. After entering

our atmosphere, it began holding
a pattern altitude of 7.2 miles.

- Entering our atmosphere?
- Yes, Sir.

Code Yellow. Scramble the squadron
to these coordinates.

And contact Weber; tell him we
have a hot track.

Approaching last reported position;
nothing on my screen.

Hey, Big Dog One, thought you
might want some company.

Anybody got the score on the
Raiders' game?

Negatory, but my money's on Dallas.

Alright, cut the chatter.
Do you see anything?

Nothing here. What are we
looking for anyway?

We have an unknown target, gentlemen.

Copy that, you and the Major.

Got something. Strange signature
half a click dead ahead.

- Damn! What was that?
- Unknown aircraft moving 225.

Disperse! He's got a lock on us!

Man! This guy can fly! He's on
top of me! I can't shake him.

I'm hit! I'm hit! I'm on fire!

Hang on; responding.

Come on! Come on!
I can't hold him! Eject! Eject!

I've lost hydraulics!
I'm going down!

Come in, come in!
Can you read me?

He's gone, Sir.
His plane just exploded.

Jesus Christ! What the hell
is going on up there?

His flight stats showed everything
A-OK, but then all of a sudden

every circuit in his plane just...
just blew.

- What about the target?
- It's gone, too.

We have a plane down;
unknown craft opened fire.

Request permission to return fire.

Fire at what?
We show you have no target.

I lost him. Anybody have anything?

- Negative; there's nothing there.
- Anybody have a visual?

No. Nothing.

Give me the Joint Chiefs, ASAP!
Is that clear?

I need a report, Captain.
What did you see?

Unidentified craft; not friendly.
Request authorization to take action.

I repeat, action against what?
We show you have no target.

- Sir, we saw something up here.
- Well, you got nothing now.

You continue a search pattern
for the target. Is that clear?

Yes, Sir! Alright, maintain a
visual search pattern. Copy that.

2 o'clock!
This guy is at Mach 5 easy.

Captain, you are to disengage
and return to base.

Wrong.

Maintain the attach, Major.

I'm under attack! I'm under attack!

We lost another plane! Repeat!
Another plane down!

Mr. Weber, I suggest that we
disengage.

Major, the airplanes are carrying
tactical nukes.

I am authorizing you to arm them.
I want the ship brought down.

You don't have that kind
of authorization!

Flight Commander, this is Major
MacKenzie. You are authorized to

- got hot with your ARM-2 missiles.
- Yes, Sir!

ARM-2's are hot! Repeat:
We are hot!

I have lost them again.
No radar, no visual.

Got him! I have a visual!

Dammit!

I am in pursuit!

Missile is locked!

Sir, the target and all the
airplanes have all disappeared.

I am tracking an unidentified object
that appears to be moving away from

the detonation area. It's losing
altitude and will be crossing into

Mexican air space in 12 seconds.

I'll expect a full report on the
impact site within the hour.

No! No!

What's the matter, Padre?
You see what you did?

It was God's will.

God's will! This is God's will!

Get out of El Descanso while
I'm still in a good mood!

You cannot live this way.
The good Lord will forgive you,

- but you must make amends!
- I don't like it when you quote

the Bible to me!

May the good Lord have
mercy on all of you.

God bless you too, Padre!
Now hit the road!

Come on! Drinks on Padre!

What's the matter with you?

Come on, Padre always pays.

- Hey, hey, hey.
- I scared of you. Sorry.

You see? You tell the priest
that God gave me a sign.

It's a god-damn meteor! Oh, you
never seen a meteor before!

So you have a track on the
escape pod?

Escape pod?

It changed direction twice before
it impacted Airman. I would think

it would have been under some
kind of intelligent control.

Well, whatever it was, it was
travelling at nearly Mach 5 when it

blew up. This could have been
debris that was affected

- by atmospheric conditions.
- Look at the trajectory.

It wasn't affected by anything.

Now I'm waiting for the report
on the impact site.

It was in Baja near a town named
El Descanso.

El Descanso, Mexico. Military
intervention is out of the question.

Intelligence says that a drug cartel
operates in the town

with ties to police and military
corruption.

We'll never get any cooperation or
confirmation from Mexicans.

I lost 4 pilots up there.

If any of them survived,
I owe it to those men.

We'll get it.

And now I'll expect that all records
of this incident be transferred

to my information centre.
Is that clear?

- Do it.
- Yes, Sir.

I am curios, Mr. Weber, as to
how you plan to get it.

I know someone who heads a team
that works outside of the government.

They're ex-military. They work for
a company that specializes in this

kind of situation.
Expensive and expendable.

They're called an Interception Team.

- And what if they don't succeed?
- Well, then Major, if what landed

in Mexico is what I think it is, then
I have been authorized by the

Joint Chiefs to launch an air strike.

- In Mexico?
- If this thing gets out in the

general public, borders are not
going to stop it.

Now if you'll excuse me, Major,
I have a team to brief.

At approximately 5.15 Pacific
Daylight Time, 4 F-117's out of

Edwards were in manoeuvrers near
the Mexican-American border.

Apparently there was
a mid-air collision.

3 of the airplanes were destroyed
at the point of impact.

The fourth was damaged;
flew on into Mexico;

crashed some 60 miles south
of the border.

The airplane impacted the ground
at over 700 miles per hour.

Well, I guess there's not much
left of the aircraft.

True, but what is left we need to
get back as quickly as possible.

The airplanes were on manoeuvrers for
a Mexican covert operation to take

out a cartel later this year. The
black box contained data on the plan.

Needless to say, it would be a
political nightmare if the Mexican

government were to gain
possession of the data.

2 questions, Sir. First, what's going
to keep the Mexican government off

our asses; and two, this sounds
like military op. Why us?

The cover story to the Mexican
government is that an Oxi-Tech

airplane crashed; there is a chance
of a Sarin gas leak. The Mexican

government has given us 24 hours
to send in a covert team to

- clean up the mess.
- Well, that's real nice of the

Mexican government. Sounds like
this should be a walk in the park.

I hope so. There is one other thing.

- Here we go!
- I am adding 2 people to your team.

- You're kidding me.
- No, I'm not.

- Jena Goodwin and José Perez.
- Who are they?

Goodwin is communications
and science.

Perez is an electromagnetic
engineer. Tracking systems.

You know I don't wanna step out of
line, Sir... - Then don't.

But we don't need the extra baggage.

Perez operates a device that will
allow you to track anything.

We don't know if the locals have
compromised the crash site.

If they have, they may have taken
souvenirs.

Perez will allow you to track for it.

OK, this Perez guy I buy that.

But what are we taking
the chick along for?

She's communications.

There was a similar incident
in Canada in 1993.

Sir, I think Dave can handle
communications.

I agree.

Thank you, Shaun.

This the way I want it handled.
Is that clear?

- Yes, Sir.
- Yes, Sir.

Yes, Sir.

Good.

- So you 2 are the pro's from Dover.
- I just started with the company

a few months ago; I was recruited
out of MIT.

- MIT? I'm impressed.
- Thanks.

Except I have a hard time taking a
college seriously that doesn't have

a football team.

So is that the gadget that got you
a ride on this plane?

Yeah, electromagnetic analyser, much
more refined that a heat and motion

detector. I can tune it to any
wavelength, from sonar to radar,

- electro pulse, microwaves.
- Sounds like it would be better

tracing someone or something
that had been in a plane crash.

I suppose; I hadn't really thought
of it that way.

I bet you haven't.

So what about you? You were on
some interception team in '93?

Yellowknife, Canada,
Northwest Territory.

Yeah, we know where it is.
What happened?

An U.S. military plane flying over
the Pole went off course. It was

carrying sensitive data that we
didn't want the Canadians to find.

It crashed near the town and
vaporized on impact.

- Vaporized?
- So your team had to go in and take

- on some Canadian Mounties?
- We got in and out without much

- trouble.
- Do any of you guys wanna see

- How this works?
- Not really, but I'm sure you're

gonna show us anyway.

There's a hunk of metal in
your left leg. It's titanium.

Not bad, college boy!
A souvenir from the Corps.

- Can I have a look at it, please?
- Sure.

- What else can you pick up with this?
- Anything. Every compound, organic

or inorganic, gives off some kind
of pulse radiation.

It's just a matter of tuning it in.

Hey, wanna see my device?

It blows everything up,
organic, inorganic.

Thanks.

Nervous?

You should be.

OK, I'm picking something up.
It's 25° north by north-east.

- That's where we're going, Perez.
- Oh.

Hey, would you two mind telling
us what you're looking at?

Readings from the impact site.

Could you shut that god-damn
thing off?

Thank you.

Shit! What the hell is this?

If this is a plane crash, it must
have been really moving.

At least Mach 5 to cause
that big of a hole.

I show no structure left. Whatever
it was, it's gone now.

Mach 5.

No F-117 can fly at Mach 5.
What's going on here?

We're investigating a plane crash.
Now if you don't mind, I'm going

to set up a COM back to base
and report what we've found.

A big-ass crater.

Take a look around.

Shaun, something's not right here.

I've never seen a plane crash
cause a crater like that.

Either have I.

Hey!

Yeah, Dave, I've got some old man
here. I'm gonna try to talk to him.

Hey!

- Go take a look around. OK?
- Oh man! He's always got something.

Dave? Dave, come in.

Hey!

Sir?

You don't need to be afraid.

Señor!

Dave!

Dave! Come on, man,
quit screwin' around.

Jesus!

- Shaun, come in.
- What is it?

We may have a problem.

- What did you see?
- Nothing.

- What the hell is going on here!
- I don't know.

- Wait, I'm getting something.
- Where?

I can't tell; it's there and
then it's gone.

It's outside.

Propane.

Really.

- You guys are a bunch of real pro's.
- Oh yeah? Well, I wanna know

what the hell is going on, because
this is not a plane crash.

What were you really doing
in Canada in 1993?

I already told you!
A crash investigation.

Bullshit! And Dave just decided
to tear off his clothes and run

naked through the woods!

You know what, Shaun, I say
we do the both of them,

find Dave, and get the fuck
out of here!

- Put your gun down.
- Fuck me, man! She knows something!

Alright.

Alright!

OK!

- Why don't you tell us the truth?
- Look, I'm under orders from Weber

not to ever talk about what happened.
Alright?

I'm giving you new orders.

Yellowknife, Canada, was no
plane crash. It was a big crater

- just like this one.
- And?

8 of us went in. A guy named Butler
was the first to go. It was just like

this; nothing left but his clothes
bloody and torn. The body count

piled up really fast; townsfolk,
kids, it didn't matter.

- We never did get a good look at it.
- Then what happened?

They pulled us out.
The U.S. team went in and

flattened a 5 mile area with
a tactical nuke.

So you're telling me, the United
States nuked Canada in 1993?

The cover story was an underground
gas leak, or something like that.

Yellowknife is in the middle of
nowhere. The area was sealed off

and half the town was dead, so nobody
knew what happened anyway.

Besides, when was the last time you
met someone from Yellowknife?

- I guess I haven't.
- Weber, man! And he sent us

in here on a black box
recovery mission.

So you have no idea what we
are really dealing with here?

All I know is that something killed
a lot of people really fast without

leaving much in the way of bodies.

Now it's your turn.

There's something moving
towards town, guys.

You go back to the car and you tell
Weber to get us some backup,

otherwise we're gonna get
the hell out of here.

Right.

Goodwin, is the COM-SAT ready?

- Goodwin, do you read me?
- Yeah, I'll be a minute.

What do we have?

It looks like Yellowknife.
Dave Lange is missing.

- The rest?
- Well, they know it's no plane crash.

I expected that. Where are they now?

They're tracking a signal headed
towards town.

OK. The next contact will be
at 2000 hours.

If I do not hear from you, I will
proceed with the containment option.

Roger.

- Jena, do you copy?
- Yeah.

- Did you talk to Weber?
- They want us to finish the sweep

- and get out of here by 20.00 hours.
- This is not what I asked for.

I said backup or pull us out.
Do you understand me?

Look, that's the deal Weber
offered. If you wanna pull out,

that's between you and Weber.

Shit! You know if we don't do
the deal, we don't get paid.

I know. OK, meet us outside the town
on the north side. Do you copy that?

Alright.

God-damn flies!

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I don't feel so good.

- Que paso, man?
- Hey, what are you doing?

If he gets sick in my bar...

You might say I'm saving this life.

Listen, you don't come back in the
bar until you clean yourself up.

You hear me, Hector!

Alright. That's good, Hector.
Very, very good.

- What?
- I don't know.

Not exactly the cleanest place.

- They're your people, Perez.
- I was born in Durham, Indiana,

graduated from MIT pal.
These are not my people.

Hm, an aristocrat.

- Are you reading something, Perez?
- 200 or 300 people in the immediate

area. Nothing unusual.

- What was that?
- What?

I don't know. Something just came
by us with readings off the map.

Part organic elements, part -
come on, there's something

- wrong with this thing.
- Check it against the base data.

- OK.
- What the hell is base data?

What the hell is the base data?
You know what, you guys are

gonna have to come clean!
What's the base data!

What is it?

It's the stuff you stole from Zircon.

Yeah, we know about that.

They had intersected a transmission
from one of their satellites

after the Yellowknife incident.

Only the transmission was going to
Yellowknife from somewhere else.

The satellite got everything:

Transmission, air strike...

Not exactly the kind of shit you
want gettin' out to the public now.

So they sent you boys in
to clean up the mess.

This is beginning to sound like
one big fuck you by Weber.

Yeah, you're damn right.

Take care of the car; come back
here to back me up.

No problem.

Come with me.

Why is it that I have to threaten
you just to get some information?

Let's just do our jobs pal.

You know an awful lot about me,
and I know nothing about you;

and that bothers me.

Excuse me?

Excuse me!

OK.

Have you seen this man?

Maybe they don't speak English.

Algien ha mirado a este hombre,
o algo alguna?

The only thing unusual, chica,

is you coming into my town and
asking if anything is unusual.

We're not looking for trouble.

We're just looking for this man.

You see if your friend...

if your friend was in my town,

I believe I would know.

El Descanso is not the
kind of place you come to

unless you're invited.

You understand me?

Yes, we understand,
so we'll just be going.

- Come on.
- Not so fast, señorita.

You're a tough lady.

I like that.

But you, you I don't like so much.

Nice gun.

Nice jacket.

Find them!

Don't say a god-damn word!

- What do you got?
- Nothing.

- What?
- Wait a minute. That can't be.

- Damn scanners!
- Dammit, Perez! What!

I don't know. It's like whatever we're
tracking, it's energy, it's substance,

and then all of a sudden
I get a human reading.

It's the strangest plan I've
ever tracked.

Andale! Andale!

Come on. Let's go.

Vengase!

Que paso?

Hablame, hombre! Que paso?

What happened to him?

He'll lose his head;
that's what happened to him.

I want you to find those guys.
You hear me? - Claro.

Vengase!

You cabrones cut Alfredo's head off!
I'm gonna fuckin' kill you!

What do ya think, I'm stupid?

Just here to help you out, buddy.

What was that? What was that!

You better start talking now.
What happened to Dave?

- What happened to Dave!
- I only know what I told you!

That's bullshit!
Why don't you tell me the truth?

Look, the other night, I didn't go
in with the military guys. Alright?

I'm a scientist. I was at base camp.
8 guys went in; only 2 came back.

And they were both so screwed up,
I couldn't even talk to them.

I had to read the reports.
It's some sort of creature that's

able to exist in both organic
and pure energy form.

How come they told us
it was a plane crash?

One of my men is dead
because of that!

They weren't sure what we'd find,
so they only wanted you team to know

- when we knew for sure.
- Well, I guess we know now, don't we.

I want to know everything you know.
You understand?

Wait, wait. What happened?

- I saw Dave.
- And?

He's looked better!

Well, what, man! Where is he?

He's some sort of alien or something.

Alien. An alien? Aliens,
craters the size of Texas!

Does somebody want to tell us
what the hell is going on!

Look, I'm getting paid a lot of money
to track this thing,

to collect as much information as
possible and to keep my mouth shut!

You'd better start... How much?

875,000, plus 1 million Dollar bonus
if I can get a physical sample.

875...

How much?!

A million for the mission,
a million for the physical sample.

- The company's paying you a million?
- Shut up!

Shaun! We're being screwed!
75,000 Dollars flat!

- Shut up!
- I've got a wife and kids to feed!

Shut up! What's the point!
We can't spend if we're dead!

- I want to know what we're tracking.
- It's a chameleon, capable of

adapting to the structure of whatever
being it comes into contact with.

She lie. Yellowknife wasn't the first
time! There was Russia, South Africa,

Australia. They've been coming here
for a while now. No government wants

anyone to find out under any
circumstance. By telling you two

Neanderthals, it may have cost me
my contract!

Cost you! Cost you! You're making
800 grand more than me,

and I'm doing all the work!

Brains versus brawn;
it pays every time.

You know you're lucky my mother
told me never to hit a woman!

- A million Dollars!
- I want to know how to stop it.

Alright.

What the hell is that?

Electromagnetic disruption warhead;
obviously it's never been tested.

What is the status of the mission?

- The target's alive and assimilating.
- OK, you have another 3 hours

to terminate if before we have
to take care of it from here.

The entire team has been briefed.
We're going hot with the weapons.

Alright, roger on the weapons.

And I will assume that it was
necessary to brief everyone.

I believe it was, Sir.

A plane crash?
You should have told us the truth.

Shaun, all information on this
situation is on a need-to-know basis.

You were informed as soon as
it was deemed necessary.

Come on, man, ask him about
the money!

What happens in 3 hours?

The standing orders are that we
hit the area with a tactical nuke

in order that nothing escapes and
gets into the general population.

They're gonna nuke the town!

Weber, are you nuts! Listen to me,

I'm gonna get my team out of here
before you nuke the town!

I understand your concern, but there
will be enough time for you to clear

- the town before the air strike.
- Listen, Weber, I'm going to

evacuate the town and get the hell
out of here. Do you understand me?

I am willing to extend the company
contract of 1 million Dollars

for a specimen and termination
of the target to you and to Russell.

- Now that's cool!
- I don't care about the money!

Wait a second, speak for yourself!
Weber? Yeah. Listen! I want

the same contract as Per - the girl!

- Yeah, the girl. You hear me?
- Agreed.

OK. Well, listen, you can call this
thing terminated, because for

2 million Dollars, I will bring the
thing home on a platter!

- You can mount it on your wall.
- And I will expect confirmation

of termination of the target within
3 hours,

or the air strike will commence
in 3 hours and 7 minutes.

Got it.

Listen, you don't have any clue what
we're dealing with here! I do!

I saw the thing going through a wall
and nearly tear men in half, half.

And now we got a way to kill it,
Shaun. Listen, man,

2 million Dollars! Man, we pull
this off, we can retire!

You don't have any clue what
you're talking about.

I know I'm getting 2 million Dollars!

Hector.

What are you looking at?

The 10,000 Dollars go to the first
man who kills the assassins.

Alright, we're gonna need some
way to lure it in and target it.

this thing doesn't have much
of a range.

Right. The locals, can you take
care of them?

- That's not a problem.
- Shaun, I'm getting something here.

I'll try to get it to track me down.
I'll meet you at the other side

of the town. Alright?

Good luck.

Keep your ass clean.

Shaun, you look like you
just seen a ghost.

You can do better than that, Shaun.

Hey, buddy, what was that for?

- OK?
- Yeah.

Shit! Here they come!

Shit!

Why don't you go ahead
and cut its head off now?

So we can collect the million bucks!

Why didn't you tell me what
the hell we were dealing with?

- Are you alright?
- Do I look alright?

Jena, Perez, follow me. Ready?

Cover us.

Ay Dios mio.

Shaun?

What the hell is that and
why did you bring it here?

We didn't bring it.
You should listen to me.

They are going to blow up
the town if we can't stop it.

What do you mean, blow up my town?

They'll nuke the town. The U.S.
government will do anything

to get rid of this thing, including
an air strike.

- Air strike?
- They'll level everything.

José, Miguel, Ramón!

Get all the women and children
out of the town.

They're gonna get the women and
children out. He wants to fight.

And if you lie?

Hey!

Where is everybody?

Come on out! I got it!

I told you I'd get it!

Where is it?

This human form is so sensitive!

How did that feel?

Feels good!

What are you waiting for?

- Give it to me!
- No, I've got it! Just cover me!

Tell me when it's in range.

Now!

Where is he?

He's there.

- Where?
- He's there!

Hello, Shaun.

Come on, Shaun!
This is no fun!

Come on! Come on!

Do it! Now!

It's over. Good work, Shaun.

We need to tell Weber the alien
has been terminated.

The COM-SAT was in the truck.
We're gonna have to find a phone

and call off the air strike.

A million bucks right here.

It's getting dark.
OK, let's get moving.

Target in range;
we have a go on target.

We're still waiting on the team.
Delay as long as you can.

- Yes, Sir.
- Let me know when you have

a visual on the target.

Right now we're at 18,000
with heavy cover.

Then continue to quadrants
1-3-0 by 2-3.0.

Descend to 6,000 feet.
Wait for my orders.

- Do you copy?
- Copy that.

- I can't believe the phones are out.
- We better get going, guys.

We have only 20 minutes left.

Wasn't this the...

It must have evaporated something.

That's really strange.

Just kidding. Just kidding.

That was not funny, Perez.

It's not funny.

- Hey, Perez.
- Yeah.

Do you know how to hot-wire a car?

Right. You need to hot-wire a car,
so you ask a Mexican-American guy.

- Look: I grew up in France. Right?
- Yeah.

So if you ask me any questions
about wine and cheese,

- I don't think I would be offended.
- I don't think we're talking about

the same thing.

- See?
- I learned that at MIT.

- Yeah, right.
- Good job.

We have 18 minutes left.
Are you coming with us or not?

Yes. I will go with you back
to the United States.

Alright.

Bad day for them. Correct?

1-3-0 by 2-3-0 at 6,000 feet
and holding, Sir.

You realize, Mr. Weber, those planes
are armed with nuclear warheads,

and will cross into Mexican air
space in about 8 minutes.

My mission is to contain the
situation at all costs.

We're a long way from
Yellowknife, Canada.

This time we're a lot closer
to the world.

Just remember, Major:

The bigger the lie, the easier
it is to sell it to the public.

God help us.

Authorization Code:
3-2-Tango-Papa-Tango-6-4-1.

3-2-Tango-Papa-Tango-6-4-1.
Copy.

Delta 1, I am hot.
By the numbers please.

- Delta 2, I am hot.
- Delta 3, I am hot.

Delta 4, hot and locked.

Good day for you.

I'm going to let you live so
you can pass on a message.

But we will be back.

I've got a bogey, movin' in fast.

Stay on target!

What the - Evasive action!
Requiring secondary target!

Secondary target destroyed.

Secondary target to ground level,
abort primary target!

Repeat, primary target destroyed!

Roger.

Any contact from the team?

Negative, Sir. Nothing.

Sorry, Shaun.

You asshole! Why'd you hit me!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I didn't mean it. Let me help you.
OK? Take my hand.

You stupid jerk!
What kind of guy hits a woman!

- I thought you were an alien!
- An alien!

I'm from Sacramento, you idiot!