Reign of Fire

BIRDS FLUTTER

Hello, Quinn.

-How's it going, mate?

-What's up, guys?

-Working the late shift?

-Someone's got to clean up after you guys.

All right, Quinn? Oi, come on, then!

-You not having one yourself, then?

-I'm trying to cut back.

You heard from the school, then, didn't you?

Down you go.

Thanks, lads, great work, have a good weekend.

-Karen, here's a new recruit.

-Employment office's up top.

-Hi, Mum.

All right, Quinn, how are you, mate?

-Have you been smoking?

-I told you, I only smoke when I've been drinking.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing.

Quinn, what is it?

You've got something you want to show me.

You know what it says.

The scholarship was worth...

3,000 a year.

-We don't have that sort of money.

-Maybe we can ask Dad to pay.

Sorry.

-Karen.

-What?

-Got a problem at number 4,

Jess says he's hit some sort of a void.

That bitch hasn't a clue what she's doing.

Hey... Quinn.

What brings you to the arsehole of the world?

-You were passing through it. What's that make you?

-Huh!

Here, why don't you go inside and have a wee look?

Wicked!

Whoa!

FLAMES ROAR

CREATURE ROARS

-I know it's...

-Well, I covered it.

Quinn.

-There's something in there, there's something in the hole.

-Dammit, Jess!

-It's unsafe conditions.

-Here. Let's look at this void.

-It's unsafe!

-I'm just going to wash your eyes out, OK?

-Mum, we've got to go!

-No, we've got to do this first.

Open your eyes. Open them.

Give me that!

SNORTING

Get in!

Mum, there was something in there.

Come here!

Come on!

Mum!

HE SCREAMS

Mum?

Mum?

Mum?

'I've kept this for years because some day it will be up to you.

'I don't want you to be afraid.

'I want you to understand.

'Knowledge is our only weapon. It was ignorance that destroyed us.

'I saw the first, but soon the world saw millions.

'No-one knew how they spawned so fast, they swarmed like locusts,

'burning everything in their path, driven by one purpose - to feed.

'Even then, we couldn't believe they were real. Ancient man

'had made them into myths. But nature made something far more terrible.

'Too late, our scientists discovered their true identity,

'a species which had burned the dinosaurs to dust,

'whose ash had brought on ice ages...

'who, in aeons past, had scorched the world clean of life,

'then starved and slept, waiting for the Earth to replenish itself,

'waiting to start their cycle anew.

'Our weapons shot fire back at them, yet for every one killed,

'a hundred took its place. They seemed invulnerable.

'We could only look on as our leaders

'used their greatest arsenal to destroy them.

'But in the end we only helped them till the world burned.

'The few of us that were left fled the cities,

'found shelter where we could.

'You have to understand our past because you will decide our future.

'They're starving now

'and they're more dangerous than ever.

'But we have to go on, we have to outlast them.

'Only one species is getting out of this alive.'

MAN GRUNTS

Quinn, come and have a look at this.

It's a straight drop now from the water tower.

You just pull the plug, 500 gallons per minute hits the walls.

I don't care about the specs, Jerry.

-1,200 centigrade, can it take it?

-Yeah, course it can.

I used to build blast furnaces for a living. I know all about fire.

Course you do. Sorry, mate. Nice one.

Eddie's gone psycho.

Jared, keep 'em at it, no slacking.

You heard him, no slacking. Go.

'Yea, though his brethren rose like locusts from the Earth,

'no weapon could save me,

'no fire could extinguish theirs.'

'They will prepare...'

What's up, Quinn?

What are you doing, Eddie?

-Me and a few others, we're going harvesting, Quinn.

-No, you're not.

It's not ready. We spoke about this. Half the stuff's not ripe.

You pick it now, there'll be nothing next season.

-There won't be a next season, we'll starve.

-What is this?

We can do it, Eddie, we decided, all of us!

Dig in, work together, outlast them.

Kids can't eat hope. Edinburgh's gone.

We haven't heard from Pembury or Norwich in two years!

-We're on our own, Quinn.

-We know that.

-That's why we have to hang on.

-Eight years I've listened to you

and for what? Two kids and a wife buried on the road.

I'm not losing these, Quinn,

-not when there's food out there.

-Sorry, Eddie,

-you're not going anywhere.

-Give me the keys.

-Take them from me!

It's a community, not a prison.

Eddie, you can argue as much as you like, it makes no difference.

The point is, if you go out those gates,

you jeopardise this community, you're not coming back.

All right?

I'm keeping these.

Hey, Quinn.

You know, I'm your best friend

and sometimes even I don't like you.

I'm sorry.

HEAVY BREATHING

"Join me," the black knight says,

"and we can end this conflict for ever."

Never!

ALL GASP

"I'll never join you," the white knight says. "You killed my father."

Argh!

ALL GASP

The black knight stares through the holes in his shiny mask

and he speaks words that burn into our hero's heart for ever...

"I am your father."

No!

-Did you make that up, Mr Quinn?

-Course I did.

-All right, kids, time for bed.

-ALL: Oh!

Tomorrow. No, no. Prayers first. THEY SHOUT

-The Lion King!

-ALL: Yeah!

Not tonight! Prayers first.

OK.

Ready?

What do we do when we wake?

-ALL:

-Keep both eyes on the sky.

-What do we do when we sleep? ALL:

-Keep one eye

-on the sky.

-What do we do when we see 'em?

-ALL:

-Dig hard, dig deep.

Run for shelter, never look back.

-Well done.

-All right, guys.

-Bedtime.

-Oh!

-Bedtime!

-Good night.

Michael,

Quinn's asleep. I took the keys. Let's go.

You keep quiet.

WIND WHISTLES

DOOR CLATTERS

Hello, Liam.

William says it's dragon breath.

Don't you listen to him, it's just the wind.

OK.

BIRDS TWITTER

BIRD SQUAWKS

Oh, God!

-Ajay, alarm.

-MACHINE CLICKS

ALARM BELL RINGS

Take cover, kids. Come on. There we go.

OK, children, head up one at a time.

One, two...

Single file! Single file!

Let's move!

-Creedy?

-Yeah.

-You got the count?

-Yeah, we're good.

Quinn!

Quinn! In the field...

BIRD SCREECHES

-Dragons!

-Go get Eddie.

Rachel!

-Rachel!

-I'm here!

Devon! Devon!

-Devon!

-Dad.

-Where's Michael?

-Michael!

-Michael! Michael!

-You OK?

-Where's Matt?

-He's dead.

-Eddie!

-DRAGON SHRIEKS

Just go! Go!

Come on, go! Come on, get going! Quicker!

Keep going, come on!

Dad, what'll we do?!

We're trapped!

-Come on!

-Go!

Move it! Hurry up!

Come on, quick! Get in!

HE COUGHS Go! Go! Go!

You OK?

DRAGON SHRIEKS

-Karen!

-Come on, Creedy. Come on, Creedy!

Back up! Back up!

-Back up!

-I'm going as fast as I can!

-Stop, Quinn! Stop!

-Let me bloody go!

You trying to kill me, Quinn?!

-Stop, Quinn!

-Shut up!

-Stop, Quinn!

Devon's there!

Devon!

Devon!

DRAGON SHRIEKS

He doesn't care about us, he just wants the damn ash off that field.

Creedy's one and only black label,

aged two weeks in a steel barrel. The secret's swallowing fast -

that way it just burns your stomach and not your throat.

Go on, sip it and weep.

Poor bastard.

-Huh? Who? Eddie?

-A father's not meant to bury his kids,

-it should be the other way around.

-He wouldn't have had to if he'd...

No, Creedy, maybe he was right.

It's easy to square your shoulders and bear it when you don't have kids.

-Maybe there won't be another harvest.

-No, not now wi' half the crop gone.

God knows how we're going to get through.

Remember when we'd go out and bring in 80, 90% of it? Not any more.

Not in the last few years.

-They're hungrier, too.

-Hey...

you're not giving up on me, are you?

No.

I just thought if we could hang on,

somehow we'd make it through.

'This is a national civil defence alert for all who can hear this.'

'We have no choice but to authorise the use of nuclear weapons.'

SIREN WAILS

RADIO BROADCASTS CHATTER

AIR RAID SIREN WAILS

'The sole survivor was a 12-year-old boy found at the site.'

RADIO HISSES AND CRACKLES

'Roger that. I'm going in. Stay high on my...

'Charge all weapons.'

Hey, Barlow, I got voices.

-Ajay, what are you smoking?

-I'm not messing with you.

-Take a look.

-A look at what?

-She's not moving.

-Forget the bird and use a scope, you wanker!

HE SIGHS

-Oh, dear.

-MACHINE CLICKS

Creedy!

-Creedy!

-I've got to go.

-ALARM BELL RINGS

All right, lads, this isn't a drill.

Move it along!

Get those out. One to Creedy. Another to Jared.

Here's Creedy's.

-All right, all right, come on, come on!

-Extra shells!

Come on!

We haven't got all day!

Marauders.

Years since we've seen them.

Look on the bright side...

at least we're not alone.

HE GROANS

Only one thing worse than a dragon...

Americans.

(Oh, what a dump.)

Who's in charge?

Well, that'll be you, then.

Anything happens, you know what to do.

Er, I've no idea.

Me neither.

That's a big tank.

-Are you responsible for this place?

-Who are you?

-Name's Van Zan, Kentucky Irregulars.

-You're a long way from home. Lost?

Rebuilt a National Guard C5A,

flew it 8,000 miles on two engines

and tried to set it down on the old strip outside of Manchester.

I lost 122 men and most of my fuel.

We need shelter, and a place to refit artillery.

-We'll be out by 1800 hours tomorrow.

-Good story, especially the plane.

There hasn't been anything in the air for 20 years, that's their territory.

That's my territory, it's your territory,

-they're just rentin' it.

-Turn around, Van Zan.

Don't be a fool.

We can do this easy...

or we can do it real easy.

You try it.

You ever seen one of these?

Not many men have.

Got it off the first one I killed.

The plane was better.

So, now you're a dragon killer?

That's not even original.

It was in the wheat fields just south of Coffeyville, Kansas.

It was late November. It's a month of mist.

We were caught in the open, sun was setting behind us.

There was nowhere to run.

Twice it came in on us and twice it missed the heart of us.

And that's when I had an epiphany.

You see, they have great vision in the day...

..they have even better vision at night.

But in the failing light they can't focus.

Magic hour.

Coffeyville.

It's etched in American history. The Dalton outlaws were killed there.

Ordinary townsfolk rose up and took 'em down.

-Maybe you're the Dalton boys.

-No.

We're the townsfolk.

You try anything...

..I'll kill you.

Didn't get your name.

Quinn.

Well, I'm sure you've a perfectly good explanation for this.

But I'm buggered if I know what it is.

-He's a dragon slayer.

-A what?

He's a dragon slayer!

Oh, he's a dragon slayer. Oh, good.

I suppose that makes you King Arthur, does it?

Christ Almighty! I mean, even if you believe that,

and you'd be an imbecile, do you not think we're easy meat for them?

-You weren't there.

-Look at this guy. Look, he looks like a rogue marine.

You remember those guys? Oh, yeah, sure.

They blew up dragons, but took half the world...

You weren't there! I saw his eyes, Creedy.

We ran a 30-mile grid in every direction. Nothing.

Could be on the moon.

Quinn, this is Alexandra Jensen,

US Cavalry.

-Hey, I'm Creedy.

-Hey.

-How you doing?

-Creedy.

-Denton Van Zan.

-All right.

'Scuse me.

Who are they?

-Archangels.

-Huh?

17 seconds. Once they jump from the chopper it's their life expectancy.

-Never thought of giving them parachutes?

-They're not much help,

-they're bulla men.

-What?

Bulla nets were used by gladiators to snare other men.

Not men, dragons.

So you guys jump out the chopper

and use a net to snare dragons?

Uh-huh.

I mean, sure, yeah, you would, wouldn't you?

Three watches, eight hours each.

All the kids in the shelter.

Rifles on the keep and walls.

'Scuse me, aren't you forgetting who let them in?

Don't mean I trust 'em.

All right, guys?

Just brewed a fresh pot if that's what you're looking for.

A whetstone, actually.

Sure.

-Is that your son?

-No.

Got him from the pound.

Hmm, is that where you get all your children?

I found him in a village near Bray, three years old,

sitting with his mum, kept trying to wake her. She'd been dead for days.

We were making our way up here, a few of us, me, Creedy and Barlow.

No idea how we were going to survive.

Anyway, I grabbed him.

What else was I going to do?

Leave him.

Most men would have.

Especially back in the early years. Everybody running for their lives.

Yeah, well, I didn't.

Regretted it ever since, of course.

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

You want to know anything, ask Van Zan.

SQUAWKING

-Get the strike force!

-Lock down the keep!

-I'm going to the north tower!

-Goosh, you alive?

-Not even close.

Alex! Radios are down! Cover the east ridge and tell me what you see.

Men, get ready to rock'n'roll, we got a dragon to kill!

-Goosh, set the triangulators!

-Roger that.

Tito, Mead, Piscatella, bounce your butts!

Move out!

Alex, what do you see?

No sign of it. Visibility is about three miles on the deck.

'Roger that. Stay on the deck till we get the verticals up.

'Copy that, Van Zan.'

-Waiting for triangulators. Safety first.

-Safety?!

What part of this job is safe?

-It's not you I'm worried about, it's my chopper.

-Oh, cold!

-First vertical's up.

-Vertical one up, Alex.

-Copy that.

-Second vertical is up.

-Second vertical is up, Alex.

'Once I have radar, you go to 5,000 feet,

'fly directly back above my location. Gideon,

'you and the boys bring that bitch down. I'll take it from there.'

Copy that, Van Zan. Alvarez, you're the bait.

Jefferson, you and I are the gunners.

We don't open our 'chutes till you give us confirmation that it's down.

-Bogey on our tail, 200 yards, go! Go! Go!

-Roger.

I'll try to lose it up in the clouds.

Piscatella, do you read me?

BIRD SQUAWKS

'God dammit, Piscatella, get your vertical up!'

'Come on, number three. Piscatella, that's you!

-'I'm almost at the top of the...'

-DRAGON'S SHRIEK

God dammit, Piscatella, come in.

Ajay...can you hear anything?

Van Zan's taking it on using a 3D mapping device.

'If they don't get that third vertical up, Alex is flying blind.'

Yah! Come on!

Come on!

Van Zan, what's going on? I'm at altitude. We're blind.

Can you give me time? Trouble with the third vertical.

'Number three. Piscatella, that's you, get your vertical up!'

-All right, Piscatella.

-Third vertical up.

-We have visual.

Monitor's coming up.

-ALARM SOUNDS

-Shit! Hang on!

Alvarez!

-It's right on him! It's right on him!

-Go! Go! Go! Go!

Dammit!

-Talk to me, Alex.

-Angels are flying.

Alex, do you have a reading?

-OK, target 1,500 feet.

-Copy that.

-Alvarez, do you have a visual?

-Negative.

-Dammit! It's right on top of me! Shoot!

-At what? I can't see a thing!

-Nets away.

-DRAGON ROARS

-Great shot!

-All right, Jefferson, bat out!

Roger that.

Alvarez, can you see it?

-Negative, I think it's down.

-Copy that.

Shit, Alex, both nets just flew right by me!

Alvarez, can you confirm it is down?

Copy that.

Negative! It's on me!

Argh!

IT ROARS

Jefferson, I'm not getting any contact with Alvarez.

-Keep your eyes open.

-Roger that.

-Jefferson, look out!

-Oh, my God!

'Gideon's down.'

-'Piscatella. Piscatella, do you read me?'

-Van Zan.

-Who is this?

-'Quinn.'

-Quinn, where's Piscatella?

-He's gone.

-Ready to ride, cos you've 30 seconds till it's on top of you.

Bring her to me. You're the bait, Quinn, 1,600lb of horse flesh.

'Ride her right down my throat, do you read? North road to the quarry.'

Bring her to me, Quinn.

I'm coming.

Here we go.

OK.

-Come on!

-Line up 20 yards south by south-west!

Come on!

Come on!

'1,200 yards.'

Wind velocity 10.2, north by north-west.

Come on!

Come on!

DRAGON SHRIEKS

MUSIC: "Fire" by Jimi Hendrix

-Glad you like it.

-Yeah, it's really good.

-Hey, good day, Quinn, yeah?

-All right, Quinn.

-Hats off to you, mate.

-ALL:

-Yeah!

HELICOPTER WHIRRS

# Listen here, baby

# And stop actin' so crazy

# You say your mom ain't home

# It ain't my concern

# Just a-play with me and you won't get burned

# I have only one itchin' desire

# Let me stand next to your fire

# Let me stand next to your fire

Yeah, let me stand

# Let me stand next to your fire

Let me stand... #

Envy the country that has heroes, huh?

I say pity the country that needs 'em.

What are you celebrating?

One dragon down, three men dead? Oh, yeah.

At that rate, we might just be getting somewhere in 320 years.

Is that what you want?

You want a little accommodation? Uh-uh.

These beasts live on ash.

They feed on death.

There's no middle ground.

Not for them, not for us.

Sure as hell not for my men who died out there today.

But you go ahead.

Have your little...soiree.

Personally, you disgust me.

We bury our dead at dawn.

What are you doing here, Quinn?

You're standing on ground where I've buried hundreds.

This is my home, I'm asking the questions.

What are YOU doing here?

I lead...you follow.

I kept these for you. We sent them off proud, Alex.

Alex is the keeper of the dead, Quinn.

She's our memory. When this thing is over,

she's building a wall with those. Unfortunately, it'll be a long wall.

I'm out of resources, Quinn. I'm out of men.

-Alex, tell him.

-You see the one we brought down?

-The bull?

-Yeah.

-It wasn't, it was a female.

There was at least one egg, probably more.

We've hit over 200 of them

and, as far as we can tell, they're all females.

-How about you, Quinn? Ever seen a male?

-I don't know.

-When I'm running for my life I don't stop to look.

-We have.

Alex discovered it about two years back.

-She worked out how the fire in the glands...

-Two glands in the mouth

-secrete separate chemicals, yeah?

-Right. Combined in exhalation,

-natural napalm.

-We had a chemical engineer. He's dead now. His theory.

We figure they're like fish.

The females spawn the eggs,

one male passes over and fertilises thousands.

Hear what she said, Quinn? One male.

That's why we never see any others, cos there's only one.

We tracked the epidemiology and found out where they're from.

That is why we're here. We kill the male...

we kill the species.

-We're going to London.

-Good luck.

-It's that way.

-No, I need soldiers.

-I need men!

-Men from Pembury went to London

and maybe she's right because they disturbed something. 90 died.

It backtracked to their fortress. You haven't seen such destruction.

-So we walk over dead men...

-Not with my people!

I've got a castle full of them and I'm trying to keep them alive.

-You're just letting them die slower.

-I said no.

I made a mistake letting you in. I saw something in your eyes,

I thought it was awe. I was wrong - it's madness.

I want you out before you do more damage.

Look out the window.

Eden's not burning, it's burnt.

Why don't you want to go?

What happened there?

My mother was working on a railway tunnel -

project engineer. She died there, OK?

You've seen it, haven't you?

Quinn!

Trouble.

There's nothing magical about 'em.

They're made up of a collection of organs - mind, heart and liver.

You take out one of these, you bring down the beast.

Is that it?

Four of you?

Eddie. Eddie, what are you doing?

-You've got kids.

-That's why I'm going, Creedy.

That's why.

The volunteer section is now over, it's time for the draft.

Tito, Mead, get the six strongest men they have and load 'em up.

Dig your own holes, die in 'em.

-Oi! I said no!

-No, Quinn!

-Get out of my way, Quinn.

-Argh!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! I'LL KILL YOU!

-That's what we need.

-He's going to bring it back here!

Go to London!

Come on, move 'em out!

Come on, grab those guys!

He would have killed you.

He doesn't feel things - that's the only way he can do what he does.

Here, take this. Iodine.

Hurts like hell but it kills anything.

Good luck, Quinn.

You too busy to say goodbye?

You're not my father. You can't stop me, Quinn.

I can be an Archangel, Gideon says he'll teach me.

17 seconds. Did he tell you that's how long they live?

Not good ones. He's an eight-year veteran. Least they're killing them.

Couple of years, Jared, that's all I'm asking for - give me that.

After that you'll be old enough to lead.

That's what I want. You're the best.

-It's a waste of time, Quinn. All of it.

-You're right.

I'm not your father. I can't... lock you in. I can't make you stay.

If you think you're man enough

to speak like that... I guess you're man enough to go.

Goodbye, Jared.

You look after yourself.

That dragon smells like shit.

Are you going to burn it?

I love it.

They hate the smell of their dead.

It's the only thing that scares 'em.

It might buy us a couple of days.

Sorry, Quinn.

So am I.

This time I was thinking I'd got rid of you for sure.

SQUELCHING

ENGINES RUMBLE

-ALEX:

-'Van Zan, what are we doing?'

Do you see a way through?

-Negative. It's blocked for miles. As far as the river.

-Head back, Alex.

-'Find me a way round.'

-Copy.

Is this Pembury? This looks like Pembury.

-Do you want to turn back?

-The nukes must have done this.

Nukes didn't do this.

Should we set the triangulators?

EXPLOSION

No time.

Man the 50-cal, lock and load. Cut the engines. Take your positions.

WIND HOWLS

You heard him! Lock and load! Let's move!

-Let's move!

-Let's go!

-Go! Go!

-I've got it!

ROARING

WHIRRING

-I think it's playing with us.

-It's not playing with us.

It's setting us up.

ROARING

IT ROARS

HORSE WHINNIES

Easy.

Easy. Easy, girl.

Van Zan, it's Alex. Can you read me?

'Van Zan, can you hear me?

'Van Zan, if you can hear me, I'm coming back.

'Can anybody hear me?'

Van Zan!

Van Zan!

Van Zan!

Denton...

what happened?

It was him.

Where are the soldiers?

One pass.

He flew over just once.

The castle.

IT ROARS

Hyah!

ROARING

-SCREAMING

-Don't breathe in!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Get the hell out of there! Take cover, everybody! Get a move on!

Hyah!

Everyone, come out! Anybody upstairs?

SCREAMING

Hyah!

Jared!

-Creedy!

-Quinn!

EXPLOSION

-Have you got them all?

-Ah...

-<

-Creedy, help!

-I'll get 'em!

-You take her downstairs!

-Hurry up!

That thing won't stop until it's killed us all!

It's Katie! She won't move.

Come on, Katie. William, get on my shoulder.

Katie, come on. Let go of the wall. Let go. Let go!

EXPLOSION

Take William! Take him!

Everybody, move to the back!

I've got the kids. Keep pushing up.

Take these blankets. Wrap them round yourselves.

ROARING

FRENZIED SCREAMING

-Where is everyone?

-Don't you go up there!

-There's 65 people up there, Creedy. I'm going!

-God dammit, Quinn!

Don't you leave! It's too dangerous! I'll clean it up.

Creedy!

Ugh!

IT ROARS

No-o-o-o-o-o!

Creedy!

No-o-o-o!

No!

No-o-o-o-o! HE SOBS

CHILDREN CRY AND SCREAM

What do we do when we wake?

-ALL:

-Keep both eyes on the sky.

What do we do...

What do we...

What do we do when we sleep?

-ALL:

-Keep one eye on the sky!

What do we do when we see him?

-ALL:

-Dig hard, dig deep. Run for shelter,

and never look back.

HOLLOW BANGING

Jared?

We're alive!

We're in here! Push!

HE GRUNTS

Argh!

Back away!

You were right.

I salvaged what I could from your armoury.

We got one rifle, two automatics,

two crossbows and explosive heads.

You, me and Alex, down the coast in the chopper.

Stay tight to the cliffs. The Thames will take us

into the heart of London. I know where he lives.

Magic hour...

you say that's when they're the weakest.

We'll see.

You're going home.

Jared!

Yeah, Quinn?

Keep them safe.

-Well, this town's gone to hell.

-They must have heard us coming.

What's stopping them?

It's not us. Either way, we gotta get in there.

We're outnumbered hundreds to three!

They know this city from the sky down, I know it from the bottom up.

If we can get in, I can sneak us into some tunnels to get us close.

Good Christ!

THEY ROAR AND SHRIEK

Did he see us?

ROARING

They must be starving. They're eating their own!

Oh, we're dead!

Look on the bright side.

Now we've got him outnumbered three to one.

Yup. You ready?

Yeah.

Quinn...

you lead. We follow.

There's an underground passage leads to the construction site!

Down here!

Clear.

Four tunnels meet at this shaft.

-There were buildings above. Could provide cover.

-We'll take the shaft to the street.

Alex, give me the sticks.

Quinn, these are highly volatile heads.

You fire them with your crossbow. When you...

RUMBLING

He knows we're here.

Shh.

OK.

How tall is that shaft?

150 feet.

All right. Here's the plan. When we get to street level,

we gotta bring his ass down. I'll take care of that.

One shot'll kill him with this. He only exposes his chest

before he breathes fire. Magnesium-tip C-4 arrows

only fly 50 feet. When you fire you gotta stand in the furnace.

So do not hesitate. If you do, we die.

-Ah, he's playing hide-and-seek.

-More like cat and mouse.

Quinn!

Use it!

Oh, he's eating it up.

I can't see a damn thing, Quinn. What am I looking at?

This is an enclosed square. It's 100 metres across.

There's a building in the middle.

That chimney looks down over the lot of it. What do you think?

I don't know yet.

Hey...you scared?

-No.

-It was your idea to come to London.

Yeah, I thought I'd be at 3,500 feet.

Yeah, I thought I'd have over 200 men with me right now.

-Life's got a funny way of turning out different, though, don't it?

-Ah.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

See that railcar?

It'll give us a better view. Move.

Drop your packs. Weapons only.

OK, we're going to have a window

-10, 12 seconds every time he makes a turn. We're going to use it.

-How?

Split up. We stay together, take a hit, and we're gone,

so we gotta use every angle. Quinn, take that west wall.

-Don't lock and load till you get there. Got it?

-OK.

-What about you?

-I got the north.

Alex, I need you to stay right here.

When we move it'll draw him off. I'm sure the sonofabitch can't count.

He's going to make another turn. When he does, I'll tell you to go.

-Run like hell to that east wall.

-It's water!

Keep it. You're going to need it.

Oh...

..we have paid a terrible price.

And now we've got a chance to make a difference.

We will.

ROARING

That's our first window. Go, Quinn.

Move!

Ahhh! DRAGON ROARS

GUNSHOT

IT ROARS

Oh, the arrows!

Alex!

In about eight seconds, we'll have a window!

When I tell you to go, you run like hell to the base of the chimney!

Are you ready?

Go!

-Go!

-No!

Run like the wind, baby!

Come on, big boy!

That's right.

EXPLOSION

Aaaaaarh!

Aaaaaarh!

CRASHING

Quinn!

Alex!

Stop!

I'm fine. What are we going to do?

I lost the explosives. We're going to find 'em.

ROARING

Run! Keep going!

Go around the other side!

I'll slow him down! GUNSHOT

GUNSHOT

IT ROARS

He's not moving. He's waiting for us.

Quinn, by the truck. The arrow.

By the wheel.

GROWLING

MACHINE-GUN FIRE

IT SQUEALS

No!

Die!

IT GROWLS

He always thought you could do it.

And you did.

Come on.

Quinn! Quinn, it works!

We've got a signal! It works! We've got a signal.

Well, what's the problem?

-They're speaking French.

-Well, don't come to me. I'm lousy at French.

-They want to speak to the person in charge.

-Ah...

..well, that would be you, then. Just keep 'em talking.

Get us a good bottle of wine or something.

-Go on, now.

-Thanks, Quinn.

-Go on, all of you.

-All right!

-Cheers.

-Well done!

You think it'll last?

I don't know.

It's been, what, three months since we saw the last one?

If they come, they'll burn, we'll build.

Or maybe I'll just kill 'em.

And here I thought optimism was against your nature.

It's a recent development.

Well, here's to evolution.

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