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so much can go wrong.
- What? - Jesus.
Only our technology contains the fluid.
The people of Johannesburg and of South Africa are going to live ...
Hey? Is that what you fucking want? Hey?
All I'm saying, Koobus, is that, you know, you should find ways ...
Yes. Three years.
my wife was always encouraging me, you know?
"Muti" is a South African word.
See? Look at that. Look at that.
Hey, Christopher.
Never mind.
Hold your fire. Hold your fire and keep your positions.
- I need to talk to you. Come with me. - Okay, I just gotta --
They can take the sneakers you are wearing off you.
- And then, finally, we take out that. - Oh, God.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
What is this place?
You can take all the prawns. If I could get you that fluid, right?
Quiet. Listen.
AK-47, some grenades, maybe tear-gas canisters.
Who's moving that ship?
I can't find it.
Your cell phone or anything.
But how? How can we go back?
And behind me you can see other Alien Affairs workers.
Security breach, Level 4. Bio lab.
I'll pull the trigger, but I'm not shooting that prawn, hear me?
- I need to get to the toilet. - Why?
Move, move, move.
When we get to the mother ship, how long is this gonna take?
- You got my stuff? - Hey, big boss.
Wikus.
- Yes, colonel. - Go, go, go.
Where do you think you're going? Hey. Come on.
So we need a team down here straightaway, please, man.
Forget the weapons.
AK-47, some grenades, maybe tear-gas canisters.
All those things my father said ...
You said it was a suicide mission.
You hear this? You see what's happening?
JJ, go for point three. Okay, go, go, go.
- Activate. - You have five seconds to tell me.
Please.
Sign the fucking paper.
Now that's a strong pain reaction.
Fuck you. Fuck you! Fuck you!
And then, you can go home. You can take your boy.
I actually feel a lot better.
What's this?
We go up to the mother ship.
What the fuck?
That little shithead has got no idea what's coming his way.
I know he was trying to protect me.
Go. Go now before I change my mind, man.
On the cameras. They won't put that in the video, I don't think.
just beneath the ship.
Not to mention interspecies prostitution.
Christopher Johnson. Put your name at the bottom.
This is Christmas. This is Christmas, my friends.
So I'm going to appoint a field officer to take direct command.
Welcome all, and thank you for coming.
Guys, don't forget to pack the stun grenades.
and their power will live in you.
Swing it around.
Fuck.
I don't want you to hold me again.
that the mother ship has shown any movement ...
Tell me.
Aaron, what do you think we've got here?
We go home now?
And no live ammo. He's useless to us dead.
I wanna see you again, baby. And I'm gonna fix my arm ...
that started to ferry the aliens to a temporary camp that was set up ...
- Don't shoot! - Go.
We'll start with soft tissue first. Cut through the chest cavity.
Wikus van de Merwe, a fugitive that has been on the run ...
Pain threshold, test one, DBX-7.