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