Under Siege 2: Dark Territory

Tom, glad to see you made it.

I wouldn't miss it.

National Weather lnstitute, this is NASA Command.

Transferring control of satellite Gulf-001...

...in six...

...five, four....

Do source code.

Enter current access code. Captains Trilling, Gilder....

We got it. It's ours.

Be advised...

...we have received satellite Gulf-00 1. Thank you, Houston.

All right, let's see what she can do.

Activating observation function.

Setting for Stage 2.

What have we got here?

Clean it up.

Oh, my God, she's turning over!

Apply full image enhancing.

Holy guacamole!

The damn thing works.

That goddamn Travis Dane.

If the optical circuits are this good, the targeting system must be great.

Dane would love this.

NASA thinks this is a weather satellite.

Let's do a weapons check.

This wasn't the bust Congress thought it was.

What Congress don't know won't hurt them, or us.

Something wrong, captain?

It's too bad Dane wasn't here today.

Travis Dane was a nut.

He drove his car into a lake.

He was crazy.

They found the body yet?

No, just the car.

And a note that said, "Chance favors the prepared mind."

Odd, huh?

But then, so was Dane.

Captains, you did a hell of a job.

Be proud of yourselves.

Enjoy your weekend.

Thank you, general.

Can I talk to you? Excuse me.

Have a nice weekend.

Go home.

There's an air show at the Air Force Academy this weekend.

Maybe you'd like to join me for a drink?

Check out the new technologies.

All the top brass will be there. Who knows...

... it might help your career.

Sorry, I have plans.

Yeah, sure, I understand.

Like the general said...

...you did a good job.

Thank you...

... sir.

Let's go, you're running late.

Where have you been?

On a special op?

Lieutenant, always a pleasure.

I know, you can't tell me.

Sorry to hear about your brother.

Me too.

You'll have to hurry to make that train. It leaves in 45 minutes.

Why are you two taking a train to California?

Would you fly if your parents died in a plane crash?

Hi, Casey.

This place runs better when you're here. I can run it, but....

You can't cook.

The patrons come here for you, Casey, not for me.

Cute kid.

-Is that your niece? -Yes. She's the only family I have.

I don't know if l'll recognize her.

Come on, we'll miss that train.

I missed my brother's funeral, so...

...we won't miss the train.

Your attention, please.

The Grand Continental, with service from Denver to Los Angeles, now boarding.

Has a Sarah Ryback picked up any tickets?

Uncle Casey.

Nice to see you too.

You've gotten big.

A lot can happen in five years.

Just a moment.

So, what have you been doing?

Taking care of airplane crashes, funerals, stuff like that.

Yeah, so....

Here you are. Track 3.

You know, I was thinking....

I remembered that you collect teddy bears and I got you one.

It isn't as good as some of yours...

... and I know you may be too mature...

...to hang out with teddy bears now.

But it's the thought that counts.

Thanks.

I guess I'm not trained for this.

Excuse me.

Can I carry your bags? Oh, nice...

... medal you got there.

It's a Navy Cross.

My uncle was in the Navy, but he's not like you.

-What is that? -This?

It's Mace.

All right. Listen, I have to look busy, so why don't you let me take your bag?

If I don't, I could get fired.

If I get fired, I won't have enough money for college, and l'll be poor.

This will work. I like this.

What compartment did you say you were in?

My compartment.

Sorry.

-Excuse me. -Excuse me.

Captain Gilder...

...fancy meeting you here.

Have some champagne, Captain Trilling.

Good things to those who wait.

Okay, you waited.

Colorado Air Base, this is Chopper Whiskey Bravo requesting....

Hold it!

I was wondering what that girl over there's drinking.

The girl with the tonic and lime and the bad ID?

That's the one.

-You're not drinking? -No.

Join me. I don't like drinking alone.

There's no alcohol in that.

Yeah, you always knew everything, anyway.

Do you think we could have a pleasant conversation?

Sure.

Let's talk about why you and my dad stopped talking.

Listen, I know that your father and l had our differences.

But that doesn't mean I didn't love him.

But you didn't even talk.

Time goes by...

... it seems to fly, and before you know it...

...things happen.

But I never thought...

... I'd never get a chance to straighten things out with him.

You know...

... he didn't get the medals in the service by being a choirboy.

I don't want you talking about my father that way.

Think I need a drink.

What's the strongest stuff you got?

How about Puerto Rican rum?

Uncle Casey....

I don't want to fight.

I just promised myself that before I got here, I would tell you how I felt.

Now...

... let's just be friends.

Okay.

I'm going for a walk.

-What's up? -What's in there?

It's top-secret. I can't let you get in there.

What's in there?

Don't make me restrain you, because I've been working out, see?

It'd be easy to do that.

Okay. Restrain me.

-You want me to? -Yeah.

All right, if you say so. It's gonna be real easy.

There's a mop, a broom and a lot of smelly stuff you want to avoid.

Who taught you that?

When I was 11 years old, my uncle taught me all this really neat stuff.

The dude that's with you?

Yeah, I guess.

I can do that.

What are you writing?

It's a book. My memoirs, stuff like that.

Aren't you too young to be writing your memoirs?

I know it's against the rules, but give me a shot of something.

Can you put those up there?

Yeah.

What's up with that niece of yours, Miss Bruce Lee?

She almost killed me.

Going up!

You taught her all that shit?

I taught her a few things.

She's lucky she's a girl.

-I know a little of that stuff, myself. -That's what I hear.

From you, but that's what I hear.

Don't give him the brandy. I need it for the cake.

Look at that.

Because the train is rocking, it's cramping my style.

I'm making this for Sarah because it's her favorite thing.

Fifteen minutes, on high.

The rest is up to God.

Now, go find Sarah, and we'll surprise her.

-What was that? -It's called a...

...orgasm.

Sounds like torpedoes. We must be in dark territory.

What the hell is this?

They're not our guys.

What's the trouble?

What's going on?

-Someone's been shot. -Where?

Here.

Loco secured.

Move! You have four minutes.

Everybody to the back of the train! Don't make me ask twice!

Everybody up those stairs! Move it! Come on!

Shut that bitch up, or I will! Move it!

Get up the stairs! Let's go!

What the fuck is this? Anything else? Go! Get out of here!

Open that door to the baggage car!