Dragon Soldiers (2020) - full transcript

In a suburban town, a deadly monster lurks in the surrounding forest, killing all those who wander too close. Desperate to stop the attack, a group of elite soldiers are called in to handle...

- Billy?

- Over here!

Billy?

- Is that you?

- Shh, did you hear that?

My God!

No, it can't be.

Shit. Fire. Fire!

Now, fire everything!

Kill it!

Run!

Come get some!

Two more people gone already...

just yesterday.

I thought I had this thing

under wraps

after sweeping our little

problem off the streets.

Seems like it's going from bad

to worse out there.

They've gone

from here to here...

to who in the hell knows where.

That's why you should

always hire the best.

Yeah, I'm learning

that the hard way.

Boldly.

Boldly?

Bold Eagles.

Local militia just disappeared

like everybody else.

A whole militia?

Intel says these vagrants

are well armed

and extremely dangerous.

It will be dealt with, Eddy,

if you have that 20% up front.

I knew I could count on you.

Your men aren't afraid

of monsters, are they?

What the hell

are you talking about?

Just some local legends

about what really lives

out in the forest...

could be scary.

My men don't believe in scary.

My man.

Intel suggests

those vagrants may have migrated

either north or east.

Since when did towns call us in

to defend them

from their homeless?

I think there's a little more

to it than that.

There's always

something more, Artie.

A couple of co-eds were

last seen hiking along this...

Hey! You present, Green?

You want to tell me exactly

what the mayor meant

by monsters?

It's local folklore.

Scary stories the kids tell

round the campfire.

You're not telling me

you're starting to believe

in monsters, are you there,

Julius?

I believe in getting

all available intel

prior to taking on a mission.

That's what I believe in.

OK.

Hey, Perce.

Wanna turn that shit down?

I gotta concentrate

for a moment here.

Hey, Artie.

I'm busy.

Oh, you readin' huh?

There's some great

articles in here.

OK, what?

Who's the knucklehead in front?

It's Lance Hollis.

Explosives.

Served a tour under me

in Afghanistan.

Relax, he's good.

I'm good. I'm good, man.

I'm not sick.

A little hungover.

OK, look.

We're in, we're out, we're paid.

No time.

It's a cakewalk.

I don't like cake.

Who the hell doesn't

like cake, Julius?

Alright, boys,

what are we looking at?

This is as far as

the vehicles go.

Need to hoof it

from here, sir.

Kayman, you good to go?

Tracking, sir.

Green, look like you just

lost weight.

Yeah, and you found it.

Gents.

Lance Hollis.

Cover your mouth, grunt.

Somebody's got bad breath

they need to sleep off.

I dunno if sleep's gonna work.

This is the first I've seen him

with his eyes open.

Need to drain it,

now's the time.

You know...

Hector Kayman there is the best

sniper that I've ever seen.

Bobby Tristan...

is a weapons expert so good,

he can sniff the air

and let you know

what ammo was used.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

And Percy.

Percy's here because he owns

that beautiful machine

that brought

your ass here today.

And clearly you can look at me

and see why I'm here.

Yeah.

- Speaking of beautiful machines.

- Exactly.

But why you here, Hollis?

Well, probably here cos of this.

I hear you got

some explosives in there?

I got all the explosives

in there.

That booze I'm smelling

better not be fresh.

Got something.

One o'clock.

I got human remains here, over.

Copy.

Everyone move

to Green's location, over.

The hell's out there?

Think our vagrants

are cannibals?

Not human.

Has to be some kind of animal.

Some big-ass animal.

And it took some big-ass bites.

Ya alright?

Could be a mountain lion.

Maybe a black bear.

A black bear left a head

in the cooler?

That would have to be

the biggest black bear.

So?

This way.

You puke it all out, son?

- Hope so.

- Yeah, me too.

Move out.

Don't move.

- What, are you gonna shoot me?

- Sir, are you aware

that the park

and all the surrounding area

is currently closed

to the public?

We need to get out of here

right now.

Gwen... is that fracking?

No, that's on the other side

of the mountain.

Wait!

Dammit.

Where are you going?

Gwen!

You see he has a rifle,

don't you?

Ooh-wee!

Anybody else catching

that stink?

Ugh, the smell.

These idiots lose control

of their campfire?

Maybe they have flamethrowers.

What are you thinking?

Thinking about local folklore

scary stories kids telling

around the campfire

before they burn down the forest

and start taking huge bites

out of people.

So you think

you can track 'em?

Who you talking to?

Listen up!

Diamond formation.

Five metre spread.

Keep each other in sight.

Area could be trapped or mined.

Move out!

Ryan!

Don't move.

Weapon.

Jesus Christ.

Weapon.

Come on.

Now.

Hands up.

Move.

- Where?

- Back there.

I can't go back there.

Move.

You don't want to do this, lady.

You are absolutely right.

What are you so scared of?

Bringing this big gun

out here.

I'm telling you, lady,

we need to get gone.

Stay right there.

Ryan?

I'm sorry.

He's gone.

- What's your name?

- Griffin.

Well, Griffin, I don't believe

I told you

to lower your arms.

Look, lady,

I'm not gonna hurt you

any way, shape or form.

I just wanna get out of here.

So let's go.

- Go where?

- We're gonna go find him.

Do you not see that blood?

We can't be sure

that's his blood.

We don't know who it belongs to.

Look, lady.

It's Gwen

and we're gonna find out

what's going on out here.

Can I have my gun back, Gwen?

Do you actually know

how to fire that thing?

Yes.

I fire it all the time.

Let's go.

What you got?

Trail's dead.

Just fly off into the air?

Actually...

Yeah.

Don't beat yourself up there,

Julius.

You did your best.

You haven't seen my best.

Pick that trail back up.

Kayman, come in.

I read you, over.

Got eyes on anything

in the trees? Over.

Negative.

All clear up high...

over.

Wait, do you hear that?

Hey, get...

get down.

Right, homos! You all just...

No!

I think I got something

over here, guys.

Percy, what you got? Over.

You guys hearing this?

Percy.

Everyone, Percy's position now!

Percy? Percy!

Kayman, what you got? Over.

I ain't seeing shit, sir. Over.

Green, come in.

Anyone else firing? Over.

Heard it too. I'm headed to

Percy's location, over.

Where's Percy?

Unknown.

Any sign of Percy? Over.

Hold position

and keep looking, Kayman.

- Over.

- Copy, over.

Starting to believe

in monsters, sir?

Green, report back. Over.

I know this sounds strange,

but...

the trail just goes dead. Over.

Copy.

Kayman, eyes on anything?

Over.

Still negatory up here, over.

Same thing as before.

Trail just vanishes here.

Looks like a couple

of fracking rhinos fell here.

Can you feel the wind?

The wind is lifting the fog

and blowing away the clouds

which cover the moon!

And he will command the beast

and all of you

all of you! You will die.

All of you will die.

Help me.

You're gonna die too.

You, all of you are gonna die.

Now he's back at last

and he will command the beast.

And all of you!

All of you will die.

Breathe in the smoke of life.

Breathe it in!

I know you think Percy is...

I never think anything, Hollis.

What you got, Green?

I mighta saw something.

Details.

I don't know, but...

it sounded really big.

Well, which is it?

You see it or you hear it?

Heard. Felt like it was coming

from the tops of the trees.

What now?

Men...

we have to accept the

possibility

that we may have seen

the last of Percy Robertson.

Green.

We don't have a trail, but...

my instincts are telling me

that our enemy is

retreating deeper

into the forest

as opposed to looking

for a way out.

Clear.

These our guys?

Former military.

They stink.

They're vagrants, Tristan.

Yeah, but do you smell that?

Same as when I found Percy.

Don't move!

Don't shoot.

Who the hell are you?

- Griffin.

- You alone?

Yeah.

Where the hell

are my goddamn pants?

Mr Griffin,

what are you doing out here?

- Whoa!

- Slow.

Damn, dude.

Y'all after those dirty hobos

too, man?

What do you know

about the vagrants?

What's a vagrant?

What do you know

about these men?

They've got a lady

park ranger hostage.

Do not bullshit us.

Man, I was with her.

They got the jump on us.

She ain't here now.

Agh!

Probably here right now...

But we can follow

the river down this way.

Agh!

Not down there, man.

- Come again?

- I've been out here for...

for a while.

Over that mountain,

there's caves, ravines.

That's where I'd be

if I were a "vagrunt".

Lead the way, Mr Griffin.

Can I have my gun?

Can I at least put

my clothes back on?

- You have one minute.

- One minute...

Are you serious?

Is he serious?

Oh, man!

Give me back my shit.

Picking up dead weight.

Maybe we could use him

as a decoy.

Minute's up. Move it.

Bums!

Let's go, "high speed".

Come on, man.

Bring out the next sacrifice!

So you think I'm lying to you?

You'll soon see,

yeah, you'll soon see.

I want to sacrifice a skull

for a bull.

What do you want?

Kick us out of town!

We don't need you.

What the hell?

If it bleeds,

we can kill it!

Some kind of religious ritual

or something.

They're goddamn freaks, man.

And soon...

soon, the hunt will begin.

Alright, boys.

It'll be thunder formation.

- Kayman, eyes.

- Copy.

You stay here.

Unarmed?

...sacrifice,

and we will command the beast

and all of you, all of you...

Alright, move out.

Keep low.

Whatever, bro.

Are you ready?

Always.

Move out.

What's your 20, Kayman?

Over.

In position, over.

Damn!

Have a knife day.

All of you are going to die!

You think I'm lying?

And soon,

soon the hunt will begin.

Hear them!

All of you are going to die!

You're gonna die, too!

All of you are going to die!

All of you!

And away we go.

You!

All of you are gonna die!

Time for sacrifice is now.

You owe me one.

- What the hell was that?

- What?

You mean Kayman saving my ass?

Watch your own ass.

- Get to Kayman.

- Alright, open the bag.

No movement, over.

Don't ever cook a grenade

in front of me like that again.

Clear that cave.

How bad?

'Tis but a scratch.

What, are you Shakespeare now?

Target site cleared.

Thanks for the cover, God.

Over.

My pleasure, over.

Now get your ass down here

and help with clean up.

Over.

On my way.

Kayman, out.

- More military.

- All of 'em?

I think so.

You a soldier?

Marine.

Two tours in Iraq.

Fallujah.

Kayman, come in.

What was that gunfire? Over.

There's this big thing.

There's a big, big, big thing

out there that's gonna eat us.

What is she talking about?

- We have to get out of here...

- Ma'am, listen to me.

You need to remain calm.

- Calm down.

- W-w-we have to leave.

Kayman, what is

the situation up there? Over.

Come in, Hector Kayman.

Do you copy?

This is Artie Cameron.

Do you read? Over.

What the hell's so funny?

They didn't want us out there.

They pushed us out here.

But out here...

Oh, we are provided for.

Where are the other hostages?

Sacrifices.

- Psycho!

- Stand down.

Hey!

Guys!

What the hell

is that moron doing?

Gotta get out of here!

Come in, Artie. Over.

Cameron, over.

Cave's clear at this point.

Found a hostage.

She's in a panicked state.

She keeps talking

about a monster.

Holding for order, sir.

Over.

Green, hold.

Kayman, come in. Over.

Hector Kayman,

report immediately. Over.

Run!

It's coming!

Kayman, come in!

Green, Hollis,

my location. Now!

Roger.

You're not seriously

going back out there?

- Stay with her.

- You sure?

Fire!

It's a goddamn dragon, bro!

Cave!

You came back for me?

Oh... eh, well, you know.

Stay here.

Yeah, no problem, pal.

Tristan, move!

Move, come on!

Come on!

Go!

What kind of bullshit mission

is this, man?

Kayman and I served in

two goddamn wars together

only to get his ass killed

by a... dragon?

Bobby, I need you here.

Sir.

Kayman and Percy were great men.

And I swear to you, I am not

losing another man today

or civilians for that matter.

Not on Artie Cameron's watch.

- Hey, Artie.

- Yeah.

I'm on recon.

Got your six.

You're not going anywhere

till you fix yourself up.

What about you two?

Do you require

medical attention?

I don't need shit.

No.

Need help?

Oh, no, Miss. I, uh...

I've done this a million times.

Yeah, but you're...

you're getting dirt in it

so... take this off.

- Bullets?

- Yeah.

In a sock?

- Yeah.

- Isn't that dangerous?

Well, it looks like you guessed

my middle name.

Man, what do you... huh?

I mean, did you see that thing?

How could I miss it?

Yeah, but...

Come on, man.

What the hell, right?

Oh, I guess you see these

flying, fire-breathing monsters

every day, huh?

Look, Hollis.

I've learned to go

into every situation

expecting to see something

I've never seen before.

You know why?

No.

That way, the only time

you'll see my ass surprised

is when nothing happens.

Yeah, and how often

does that happen?

Never has.

So, you guys clearly

aren't regular military.

What's your deal?

Was...

Army.

Twenty-two years.

The mercs?

Soldiers of Fortune, right?

Like contractors?

Yeah, like that.

I'm thinking this is the work

of the vagrants

picking up after

our dragon friend.

Jesus.

How many people do you think

this thing has killed?

What do you got down yours?

Uh...

possible way out, but...

it's too narrow

for that dragon to fit through.

I got a dead end

in about ten metres.

So we'll just call that clear.

Clear.

So, you mercs got names or?

Yeah. Artie Cameron, Tristan.

It's all clear ahead, sir.

Possible exit strategy.

Too small for the enemy

to come through.

No light.

Green, Hollis.

Ma'am.

So...

what do you know about

this dragon?

Not much.

He flies, breathes fire.

Any idea where it come from?

I have a hypothesis.

The fracking on the other side

of the mountain

it collapsed a mine.

Yeah, that's probably it.

It's a mine dragon

chasing black gold, right?

The first two reported missing

were the ones who were sent

to inspect the damage.

Where the hell did it come from

then, huh, smart guy?

I don't know. Do I look like

a goddamn zookeeper?

No.

You look like a hillbilly.

- You're the hillbilly.

- Hey, come on.

Listen, the more important

question is

how do we stop it?

Alright. So what about

those vagrants?

What were they doing out there?

Looks like they worshipped

the damn thing like a god.

I think that there's

more to it than that.

What do you mean?

I don't know, I...

I saw it blow some sort

of smoke or gas on them.

If you could've seen

the way that they looked

how they talked...

it was almost

like they were under...

a spell or something.

Funky voodoo magic, man?

They were all vets.

This is some bullshit.

Your sleazy-ass mayor buddy

got us out here

killing our own.

Julius, calm down.

Mayor Mordry hired you?

What do you know about him?

I know that he kicked out

all the homeless

through some "clean up

the streets" campaign.

They have nowhere else to go

so they come out to the forest.

Look, it just made things

a lot more

complicated out here.

Hey, streets are much safer

thanks to Mayor Mordry.

Yeah.

How did you get out here?

You know anything else

about this thing?

Yeah.

It kills your friends.

We're safe for now.

Get some rest.

Look, Hollis,

I know you're new here.

But Artie says you're

the best at what you do.

Well...

I don't know about the best.

I am good at what I do.

You just better bring

the bang, Boom-Boom.

Please do not call me that.

Sorry, Boom-Boom.

You part of the team now.

Literally no one else

on this team has a nickname.

Welcome aboard, Boom-Boom.

Anybody else hear that?

Yep.

Fire in the hole!

- Green!

- This way! Move, move, move!

You staying here?

Wait.

Where's Griffin?

Where the hell

did you dickheads go?

Find us a way out.

Now.

Oh, come on.

Help me up.

One, two, three.

Artie.

What are you thinking?

That it's time to put you

to work, Boom-Boom.

Alright.

Bold Eagles forever.

On your feet, Hillbilly.

Hey, man.

Sorry I called you "Hillbilly".

Even though you just

called me one again.

Yeah, shut up!

Come on, Hollis.

Almost there.

Tristan, move it!

Move, move, move.

Good to go.

- Move!

- Better be.

Move!

Come on, come on.

Move, boys!

Go, Artie, go.

Not on your life.

Almost there.

Come on, Artie.

Artie, let's go.

Artie...

I'm not going anywhere.

But you are.

Give me the launcher!

Go.

Alright, shithead.

Eat this.

I didn't...

I didn't blow it, I swear.

Where's Artie?

Blew his ass to hell, man.

Artie's gone.

And I know we all...

What are we gonna do?

We're exposed here.

To what?

Dragon's dead, right?

We also no longer have

a map for this region

which leaves you, Ms Peters

as our most knowledgeable asset

on this land.

Hey.

OK.

Alright, there's a ranger

station not too far from here.

Um, our best bet would be

to follow the draw

up to the plateau.

Leads right to the forest.

We move now.

Yeah, sure. OK.

Um, this way.

We're Oscar Mike.

Wait...

we're not resting?

Guys, seriously.

You can't take a...

five... five minutes max?

Gotta be kidding me!

Double time.

I tell you what...

When this is all over...

I'm gonna

take a long-ass vacation.

Yeah, I heard that.

- Cancun?

- Nah.

Tahiti?

I ever tell you about

Mikey May, Tristan?

Mikey May was my best friend

from as early as I even knew

what a best friend was.

You see, we grew up together.

We went to school together.

We played football,

we served together.

We cleared buildings door

to door in Baghdad together.

Defended Kamdesh

against the Taliban together.

And the whole time,

no matter what we was doing

or what was going on

Mikey would never stop

talking about Tahiti.

Apparently, he went once

with his parents on vacation

when he was like,

I don't know, 12.

And from that day on, he would

talk about nothing else.

Didn't matter where we deployed.

Even some of the places

that wasn't hazard pay

or complete shitholes,

they were never good enough.

They were never Tahiti.

When he got out of the service

he moved there and opened a bar

and, uh...

I haven't seen him since.

Because of Mikey May

I've wanted to go

to Tahiti my whole life.

I figured, hell,

maybe after a few more jobs

I'll go pay him a visit, see

what all the fuss was about.

One day, I told myself.

One day,

I'd go see Mikey in Tahiti.

But now...

I don't give a damn

if I ever see Tahiti

cos I will spend

every day I got left

every breath slaying that dragon

even if I have to carve

that motherfucker

from the inside out.

Fuckin' A, let's do this.

That's a negative.

Hollis, Tristan, you are

to escort these citizens

safely back to town.

Take them back?

Look...

Artie brought us here together

and when he went down,

this became my team.

Now, he made a promise

there would be no more losses

and I intend to keep his word.

He didn't mean that you were

supposed to take this on.

I don't want to hear it, Hollis.

Now, I've already come

to terms with it.

I will stay until the job's done

see this mission through.

Now, we've all been

through a lot together

but this is where your part

of the journey ends.

But I can assure you

one damn thing.

I will slay

that scaly son of a bitch.

- Julius.

- That's an order, Tristan.

You and Hollis are to take

Miss Peters and Mr Griffin

back to town

and you are to leave now!

This is bullshit.

That bastard killed

my best friend.

I'm not going home

while that thing's still

flying around shitting fire.

You've been running away

from this thing

as long as I've known you.

OK, yeah.

I been running...

cos it's a goddamn dragon!

I'm still out here cos...

because I lost people too.

You don't let anybody

get away with that

not even a dumbass lizard.

Look, Hillbilly's right.

Look, I feel you guys.

I don't care how much of a

badass you think you are, sir.

But if you actually intend

to kill that thing

you're gonna need more

than your two strong arms.

Look, there's no rank out here.

The man paying us has passed.

I mean, we're nothing

but a bunch

of dirtbag civilians now.

You can't make us do shit, sir.

I was just thinking...

instead of your lonesome ass

running around out here

like a piece of meat

waiting to be barbequed...

you could accept

some help for once.

There's a lake

not too far from here.

There's been a lot

of avalanches this year.

With Boom-Boom's help,

we could trigger one.

Trap that beast.

Bury it in the lake.

Not even a dragon

can survive that.

I'm on board.

Hell yeah, that could work.

Sort of like water beats fire,

huh?

Alright, I'm in.

But we need to move

and we need to move fast.

I don't know how much time

we have.

So what are you thinking?

I'm thinking we set some traps.

Y'all have dragon traps?

Snares, here.

Why don't we just feed it

this dude's bombs

and blow its ass up?

What are you gonna do?

You gonna walk up

- and hand feed it?

- No, he just eats the bag

and then you shoot the bag

and boom!

C4 does not explode

when you shoot it.

Doesn't it?

There, right on that ridge

that's where you want

to put your C4.

Yeah, yeah.

You got this, brother.

Alright, Boom-Boom.

Time to shine.

We need you up there

doing what you do.

Now, once we lower

the dragon in position

that's when you bring the

mountain down on his scaly ass.

Can do.

Tristan, 550 cords

and tripwires.

Roger.

OK.

- It's on like Donkey Kong.

- On it.

Gwen, foliage and cover.

You really think all this

"Predator" shit's gonna work?

Instead of complaining,

maybe you should help.

Alright.

She's good to go. Over.

Copy that.

Now bring your ass down.

Target is en route.

Hello.

Good... Good dragon.

Come on, dragon.

OK.

Just a little bit more.

Just a little bit more.

Good dragon, come on.

No, no.

No, no, no. It's OK.

Engage!

Come on, come on!

Hollis,

keep that trigger finger ready.

Copy that!

Gwen.

You OK?

Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing?

Hey, what are you doing?

Sacrifices must be made.

Bold Eagles, baby!

Come on.

Hollis.

Shut up, man.

Not right now.

Did Green ever tell you

his story about the surprises?

Yeah, he did.

Yeah, well,

he's full of shit, man.

Well, hang on...

I think we all were.

Hold that.

Hold that right there.

You OK, Gwen?

Hollis, I'ma try to lead it back

your way! Get ready!

Do you read me? Over.

Gwen, this ain't fair!

I don't wanna hit a woman!

What happened?

Uh, long story.

Did you shoot me?

Look, a dragon!

Come on. Lay down, lay down.

Green, I'm with Tristan.

He is hit, but he is OK.

Over.

Julius, are you on this line?

Anybody on this line?

Come in, over.

Come in, Goddammit!

Hold that, alright?

Yeah.

OK. I'll be right back.

I'm not going anywhere.

Fuck.

Blow it!

Close enough

for government work.

Wait!

Griffin!

You OK, bro?

Hey, what the hell

are you doing?

Revenge.

Bold Eagles forever, baby!

W-w-what are you looking for?

- The detonator!

- Detonator, OK...

Where-where is it?

Hey, fire fart!

Come and get me!

You ain't shit!

No, I don't see it!

Did it fall?

I don't know.

It's somewhere around here.

You looking for this?

I'm gonna throw a perfect strike

right up your ass.

Fire in your hole.

Must be out of range.

- The hell?

- What?

It's gotta be higher and closer.

Just gimme the damn thing.

Alright, look, code is set.

Just pull the trigger.

Shit.

Why ain't this thing working,

Boom-Boom?

Fall back.

There's no blasting caps.

- He can't blow it?

- Green, get back here!

You know what?

Fuck it.

Come get some.

No way.

That's it.

Show me some magic, Puff.

Hell yeah! Ow.

Oh, Green, that was glorious!

Great shot, great shot.

Green, are you there? Over.

I'm here.

I think I got him.

- Yeah, buddy, you got him.

- He's alive?

I guess you were wrong about C4

being detonated

by a bullet, huh?

Well, that's cos I got a lot

more than C4 in that bag.

Grenades, claymores.

That doesn't sound safe.

And that's why we call you

Boom-Boom.

Hate to break up

the positive vibes

but I'd love to not spend

another night in this forest.

It's scary.

OK.

You kept your promise, Artie.

You kept your promise.

Well, I appreciate

the party's support

and I look forward to...

What the hell?

Blue Falcon.

What? Where's Artie Cameron?

Artie's dead,

you son of a bitch!

And so are Percy Robertson,

Hector Kayman

and countless other vets

you sent us out to slaughter!

Whoa, whoa!

You're a goddamn disgrace.

You better hope I never have

a reason to come back here.

Pogue.

I know he would be proud

of you guys.

Of all of us.

- Hillbilly, too.

- Yeah.

That's the truth.

Alright.

So, if dragons are real

does that mean that there's

other monsters out there?

Don't know.

And right now,

I'ma be honest with you, Hollis.

I don't give a shit.

OK.

Let's get outta here.

Oh, hey, what's up, bro?

Bet you're wondering how

the hell I'm still alive, huh?

I'll tell you. I'm alive...

cos I'm the smartest,

most badass hero

this world has ever seen.

That dumbass dragon,

he's so stupid

he didn't chew me

or nothing, man.

So as soon as I got in there,

I dropped the explosives

and I made

a beeline to his B-hole.

And here I am, alive.

Covered in dragon shit.

So I'm gonna go wash off.

Shut up, squirrel!

You weren't even there.