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ETA, 40 minutes.

Please remain indoors until further instructed.

Now quit with all your fucking stalling and take us to Williams!

Don't worry about that, Commander.

But we're not on Earth.

We've got to get out of here fast.

But that's not my call.

- Where the hell have you been? - All right, Bashira, come down.

Maybe I'd sleep with you if you were the last man on Earth.

What's happening out there? Who the fuck are those clowns?

Let me guess. You unshackled him.

It would certainly destroy their human hosts, but as for them...

Come on. Let's go.

Go get the commander.

Had a little time to get me something to eat...

- Rec-fac's a slaughterhouse. - What?

You better be. This prisoner transfer is no sleepwalk.

I'm not as nice as Desolation.

Look, one of us has to stay with the rookies.

As far as they're concerned, we are the invaders.

Beaucoup corpses, all mutilated.

I just gave you about 200 good reasons...

Where's the rest of your team, the prisoner you picked up?

What the fuck is going on here?

Police officer. Anybody there?

You can re-board any time after that.

I've changed a few minds in my time.

They act different, stand different.

It's probably nothing.

Jesus Christ. What are you doing?

until a single survivor was discovered in the rear compartment.

The only one looking out for me is me.

That's beautiful.

but they make a pretty good bang.

Fuck him, whatever the fuck he is.

Lieutenant, Sergeant Jericho is on the radio.

- You got it. - What?

- A good sturdy door. - So what's your point?

I think there's some more dynamite in the rear car.

Couldn't help it. He was too fast.

Whatever is inside of him has waited a long time to get out.

Here's the plan, short and simple.

The commander's dead.

You don't open that door, I'm gonna blow your head off.

This is a discovery hearing...

I'll go in front and flush him out. If he comes at you, shoot to kill.