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but we didn't have much time.
(SOBBlNG)
We can't take the kid. We're overloaded.
Right now, get strapped in.
(METAL CREAKlNG)
That's our Ambassador, George Morehouse.
JAlME: Hey, tell me what's going on?
Oh, come on, Oscar, now you're not gonna back down now.
What do you mean, we can't take him?
Haven't they heard us?
You're welcome.
Do you eat those?
Come on. You can go faster.
(SPlTS)
Boy, your adrenalin must really be flowing.
JAlME: (STUTTERS) Wait, he can't be more than 12.
Is that my pilot?
MOREHOUSE: Help. Vector Four Depot. Bombed...
I'm the nurse.
Me carry him?
Andrew, do you know what a civil war is?
(STAMMERlNG) Oh, Oscar, l...
OSCAR: Flying over eastern California.
I picked it up when I was following you.
and pretty soon they're gonna be in here looking for us,
(RADlO CRACKLlNG)
The last plane is loaded. They're waiting for us.
The excitement has given me strength.
Yeah.
(BlONlC POWERS ACTlVATlNG)
What's the matter with you?
It's all right. It's all right.
Come on, kid. Give me a hand.
Uh, that was about all they said.
(SPEAKS SPANlSH)
I'm afraid we're trapped.
Oh, God! Oh, God!
The murmurs of a volunteer are drifting this way.
Well, I've got one for you.
Maybe.
(SOBBlNG)
Come on.
Oh, I give up. This is ridiculous, Sommers.
One thing is sure. She won't be taking us out of here.
No. I'm Oscar Goldman.
And I am sick and tired of you telling me what I can't do.
The crash just threw us clear.
Morehouse, was trying to get them out to safety.