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MAN: This way! Keep them moving!
An analog timer has been installed. The MUTOs are frying electronics within a five-mile bubble.
mr. hernandez
DRIVER: Move! Move!
Joe, are you there?
MAN 2: No swing!
Damn it!
one.
[GROWLS]
I have to go back...
MAN: Careful! Careful.
Fill this out. Be with you...
MAN: And kill them...
A god, for all intents and purposes.
[ALL YELLING]
What are we gonna do?
[COUGHING]
Jesus.
Let them hate
WOMAN: ...kids in the car.
- it awakened something. - GRAHAM: The Americans...
I hear some people. Come on!
[ALL YELLING]
[MUTO SHRIEKING]
It's stopping them.
No. Takashi, just listen to me for a second.
Smoo Smoo Smoo Smoo Smoo smooo
[EMP BLAST]
Then what?
FORD: Whoa. Oh, my God.
Daddy's gonna be okay.
- You all right? How's Sam? - I've been calling you everywhere.
Two weeks ago...
he's here to restore balance.
for an Akula in the jungle?
Not an earthquake, it wasn't a typhoon. Okay? So stop...
So he places a couple frequency monitors on buoys for me.
If the MUTOs have spawned...
JERRY: This one looks broken.
Roar
ELLE: Wait!
Best guess right now is about 40 miners went down with it.
You can't be serious. They feed on radiation.
[CROWD CHEERING]
We're not gonna stop the buses here.
- A monster. - SERIZAWA: Fifteen years ago...
when you say that what happened 15 years ago...
- Check the cage. - MAN 2: Trying the backup generators.
What's the word?
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
When they first discovered this pocket, the radiation levels were only half as strong.
- I should get that. No, it could be work. - Mm-mm.
Laura, thank God.
[GROANING]
We lost track of a nuclear Akula 50 nautical miles northwest of Hawaii.
Must be something we're not thinking of.
that this isn't a fantasy, that I'm not what you think I am.
[MEN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE]
[VEHICLE APPROACHES]
Glad to find you. I've been briefed...
- Dad? - MAN: Radial pulse is weaker. Barely feel it.
The hatchling burrowed straight for the nearest source of radiation...
I don't even have a picture of her.
- ELLE: Daddy's home. - Cake every night.
And a towel.
We can't tell how wide it is.
- TAKASHI: Joe, seal the door! Now! - Oh, my God.
We thank you for the time and service that you have given us together.
WOMAN: Oh, my God. Is it possible?
[SHRIEKS]
WOMAN: Stay right here.
[ENGINE STARTS]
FORD: I can't open it. Look, don't worry. Just wait there.
MAN: Sam Brody was checked into the Oakland Coliseum shelter an hour ago. He is safe.
And I have...
- You all right? - Yeah.
I didn't listen.
[ALARM BLARING]
Get the bomb to the pier, onto a boat...
It's almost 300 feet.
- all detonated by remote control. - The MUTOs knock out...
[KNOCKING]
[ALL YELLING]
Ford!
Time to hit the rack.
Please don't, if you don't mind. I have everything the way I like it.
What are you doing?
I'm sorry.
[WOMAN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE OVER PA]
[GASPS]
FORD: Master sergeant.
And I wanna talk to somebody in charge, not you. No, not you.
Run!
And it is gonna send us back to the Stone Age.
This boy's been separated from his parents.
Eight-fifteen in the morning.
Your mom's gonna stay and help.
GRAHAM: That's who he's been talking to.
I will.
MAN: Watch the swinging!
Help me turn it off, man.
I'm sorry.
Wow! It's a monster.
[MUTO GROWLING]
STENZ: My God.
- CAPTAIN: Yes, sir. - MAN: Yes, sir.
FORD: Daddy's home.
Sam.
JOE: Keep the doors open. My wife is still in there!