Enemy Mine

By late in the 21st century,

the nations of the Earth were finally at peace,

working together to explore and colonize...

the distant reaches of space.

Unfortunately, we weren't alone out there.

A race of nonhuman aliens called the Dracs...

were claiming squatters' rights...

to some of the richest star systems in the galaxy.

Well, they weren't gonna get it without a fight.

Space was the new battleground.

For many of us, Earth became a precious memory light-years away.

Our only home was a fortress in space.

As in any war,

there were long periods with nothing to do but wait.

And then...

All personnel to battle stations.

Prepare to launch. This is not an exercise.

All personnel to battle stations.

Prepare to launch. This is not an exercise.

Flight leader. This is Echo 2. I have four bandits at 3:00 inbound.

Roger, Echo 2. I copy. Right 90 and go for it.

Echo 6 to flight leader. Our buddies are pulling the yellow line.

Roger, Echo 6. Cleared hot one-on-one with two backup.

Snuff these bastards, get home early, huh?

I got a hot date with Merchison.

The nurse? This time it's gonna happen.

She's gonna give in. I guarantee it.

Isn't that the same Merchison we used to call the white balloon?

Come on. She's lost 20 pounds.

Got ya!

- That-a boy. - Yeah!

Six more bandits on three.

- Leader, copy that? - Roger, Echo 2.

I guess they thought we didn't see 'em.

I sure as hell didn't see 'em. Did anybody see 'em?

I see 'em now.

- Well? - Will, bandit on zero.

Hold on to your lunch, Joey.

Echo 6, bandit's closing!

- Where is he, Will? - He's right on your damn...

- Oh, Jesus! - Bastard!

How many k's we got left?

Another 65, but we have a heat problem.

- What the hell's Will doing? - Say your prayers, toadface.

Shit!

Engine heat beyond normal!

Come on, Will. Blast 'em, and let's get out of here!

That's Fyrine Four down there. Unexplored territory.

Wait, Joey.

We're hitting atmosphere. Visors down!

I lost him! What's on the scope?

Willie, for God's sake, pull out of here! We're gonna burn up!

Damn it! Where is he?

He ejected! He's out!

The bastard's out!

Come on, Joey. We're punching out!

Oh, shit! Get your nose up.

Come on. Come on!

Get your nose up. That's it.

That's it.

Get up, get up! Easy.

Come on, Joey.

Come on. Come on.

Joey!

- Are you okay, Will? - Yeah. I'm fine.

Will,

when you see Merchison,

just don't call her the white balloon anymore.

It hurts her feelings.

Okay, Joey.

And don't let the guys call her that.

I liked her.

It's a promise, Joey.

Now, you be still. You lay quiet.

- Will. - What?

I'm really tired.

Joey?

Hey, Joey!

I'm sorry, Joey.

I'm sorry.

I could see where the Drac fighter went down.

Its ejection capsule couldn't be far from the wreck.

I just hoped it wasn't dead...

yet.

It's funny, but I'd never actually seen a Drac.

I knew they were completely inhuman,

not even male or female,

but both, bundled together in a scaly reptilian body.

Yah!

Burn, you mother!

Burn! Ha! Burn, sucker!

You blew it, toadface!

Earthman.

Mmm.

Hey, Drac, I'm hungry.

Hungry.

You understand that? Hungry, huh?

Hey, you understand any English, toadface?

What?

Earthman.

Stick it.

So your name's Jerry Sheegan. So what?

Do you want to know my name?

Willis E. Davidge.

Da... Da...

How about some food?

Da. Some food.

Give me some food!

Food.

Davidge?

Food.

You're kidding.

Drac! Wake up, Drac!

Wake up! Wake up! Cut me loose!

Cut me loose!

Help me! Meteors!

Meteors! Help me!

Yeah, you said it.

Ew.

Ew!

Drac!

I could have killed you easy. You owe me one.

What did you say your name was? Your name! Your name!

All right. All right.

Now, listen, Jerry.

Listen. Listen.

Meteors fall here.

Uh, shwoo! Shwoo! Many meteors here.

You understand meteors?

Uh, Zerki. Zerki fall here.

Many Zerki.

We're out in the open.

If- If we stay here, we... we die.

- Die. - Die.

Die. Yeah.

What we gotta do...

is we got to take all the goodies out of that thing of yours.

Neesay. The neesay.

Nehsayyy! Nehsay!

Yeah, nehsay.

Get our butts up higher in the forest.

Up there.

At least there's some cover up there.

Cover? You know, cover?

Earthman.

Exactly.

I'm glad you agree.

Yeah, yeah.

Next time, huh?

I'll put that knife right up your kazoo,

if you got one.

Okay, toadface. You gonna shoot me?

Go ahead, shoot me.

Come on! Shoot me! Go ahead. Do it now! Shoot me!

The point is, Draco, whether we live or die.

I don't love you, and you don't love me, but we're stranded here, you understand?

You get it, or don't you gavee English, huh?

Yeah, poogah.

Write and tell my mother, you big frog.

Look.

What we gotta do...

What we've gotta do is we have to build a shelter with stones.

Shelter. You gavee? Shelter?

It was slow going.

Since I had to communicate with that lizard,

I tried learning a few words of its crude lingo.

Hey, Drac.

Drac, uh...

Forget it. Enough talk.

Let's get on with it, huh?

Shit!

Of course, the Drac was picking up a few words of English too.

Yeah! Shit!

Shit? What do you mean, shit?

No solid.

It's solid. I'll show you.

Huh? Ha-ha! Not solid.

Left foot.

Right foot.

This is my left foot.

This is my right foot.

And this am both my feet.

Yeah, great. Yeah, great.

This is my head.

That is your ugly head.

No, no. This is my head.

That is you head. You ugly head.

Ha, ha.

That is Davidge's ugly head.

All right, that's enough!

You keep that up, and you can learn English all by yourself...

because I'm not gonna be your teacher anymore.

Sorry, Davidge.

That's better.

You know, while you're having such a good time and doing nothing,

I am trying to think of ways to improve our situation.

- Okay. - You know the old saying...

If at first you don't succeed,

try, try again.

Davidge, you learn this from great Drac teacher, Shismar?