Halo Legends (2010) - full transcript

Halo Legends - Animation Sci-Fi

2010 1080p [H264-mp4] English

WOMAN: Chief, can you hear me?

When I was born,

seven years ago...

I already possessed the entire

sum of recorded human knowledge.

It took me almost two hours to process

and understand all that information.

But I can't be sure which memories

are mine or even what's true...

what's real.

I've discovered a great deal

more information since then.

For an AI, I've lived

a very long time.

But now, after seven

human years...

I have finally come to

understand your role...

your place in the universe.

And how you came to be here.

The eons of human evolution...

invention, aspiration and war.

Always war.

The oldest, most enduring

of human practices.

A hundred thousand years ago...

a great civilization

existed in this universe.

Like all great civilizations...

they faced a sudden and

dire turn of events.

A threat to their

primacy from outside.

Something they never expected...

never prepared for.

A deeply alien threat they

called simply the Flood.

An unstoppable force,

an unquenchable thirst.

It devoured everything

it touched.

At first their technology, their

courage seemed like it might prevail.

But they waited too long

to see the threat...

to join the fight.

The Flood had spread

too far and too wide.

It fed on intelligent

life, and in doing so...

became ever more

intelligent itself.

The Flood was unique.

It used their very

strength against them.

They were the Forerunners.

The Forerunners were a wise,

highly intelligent, noble people.

And with a belief in

justice, in peace...

they bravely faced

the adversary.

They sought to sterilize it.

I can only guess some of this...

fill in the gaps.

But it was an impossible fight.

Realizing defeat

was inevitable...

the Forerunners made a decision

to destroy everything.

Ironically, they did this in

order to preserve life...

to create a future for

you, yet unborn...

knowing they themselves

would not survive.

In a desperate attempt to ensure that

they would be the last victims...

they built a secret weapon

of terrifying power.

It was called Halo...

an array of weapons scattered

throughout the galaxy.

Its effect would spread throughout

known space, destroying the Flood...

and every thinking

creature in the galaxy.

You see, the Flood fed on

sentient species to survive.

The device would destroy the

infection and its food supply.

A thousand other plans

were tried, and failed.

This was the last resort. Halo.

And finally, it was

over in an instant.

Every intelligent life form left

in the galaxy was obliterated.

But from the ashes of

apparent defeat...

a victory.

The Forerunners had cataloged,

stored and protected...

population samples

from the Halo event.

DNA, embryos, even

living specimens.

In order to repopulate,

restore the galaxy.

Once the galaxy was cleansed of

Flood, the threat sterilized...

they repopulated worlds...

rebuilt that which

they had torn down...

and reseeded life.

But the Forerunners

themselves were gone forever.

This destruction, this conflagration

was their gift to you...

and their sacrifice.

They left you to

reclaim your world...

to rebuild it with

your own hands...

by sacrificing themselves...

eternally.

It seemed that life had

finally found its peace.

[ENGLISH SDH]

FEMALE NARRATOR: Peace

settled on the galaxy.

But it would be a

fleeting peace.

For the great sacrifice

was in vain.

The end of one war did not

signal an end to all wars.

It is a great irony that

the nature of war...

always reveals the true

nature of those who fight.

And from their earliest days,

humanity began to fight...

war after war.

It swarmed over the earth and

there was no ending in sight.

In the midst of the

desire to shed blood...

you accidentally stumbled upon

the seeds of your salvation.

A great hope.

But you found something

else, as well.

The seeds of your destruction.

There were many sacrifices.

Humankind was mired in

horrific conflict...

meaningless bloodshed...

leaving the great Earth

eternally scarred.

But finally...

you looked up from the blood and

from the dirt and from the dying...

to the stars.

You had not given up on the idea

of reaching out, yearning...

seeking a new horizon...

and finding a new space

to grow and prosper.

For the first time, all of humankind

was united in a shared vision...

a common goal.

You realized that this once great

planet was now too small for you.

There were too many souls...

and so little a world.

So you sought other worlds.

Worlds where you could escape

your addiction to destruction.

But the worlds you found

were never enough.

Never enough to satisfy

the age-old instincts.

Speed and distance did nothing to

separate you from your nature.

Old resentments, ancient

squabbles reemerged.

History began its

terrible repetition...

and once again, man fought man.

Like a virus, war was

always lurking inside you.

No matter how hard you

tried to suppress it...

it just fought

harder to get out.

It always got out.

Humankind had always looked to the

stars, to the heavens for answers.

Sometimes you didn't like

what you found there.

And while the galaxy

revealed few answers...

it was more than willing to

confront you with new questions.

But there has always been one truly

unifying force in human history...

one call that would

always unite you:

The emergence of a common enemy.

That enemy was the Covenant.

When this new foe emerged and

declared war against humanity...

you finally united,

under a single banner.

And the weapons you so

carefully constructed...

to control your own baser instincts

were now aimed not at yourselves...

but against a deadly opponent...

in pursuit of a shared goal:

The very survival

of your species.

[WEAPONS FIRING]

Then, as if awakened by the

arrival of the Covenant...

a darker, far more ancient

threat emerged from its slumber.

Darkness born in eons past...

[MUTED DIALOGUE]

Became a threat to

all life once again.

And humankind and

the Covenant...

who had drowned for so long

in each other's blood...

were united, if only for

the briefest moment...

against a terrible enemy

they both shared.

Righteous souls

continued to fight...

believing that they could

defeat the darkness.

And as they fought together, they

stumbled together into peace.

This galaxy is vast.

Its wonders and beauty

are almost unfathomable.

But the galaxy also

hides dark secrets...

some of which have lain dormant

since the beginning of time itself.

There is a danger in secrets...

both in seeking and in knowing.

Some things are meant

to be hidden from view.

You see, some mysteries

defy understanding.

And sometimes even the things

we think we know are untrue.

Some secrets should

remain untouched.

Secrets can tempt your

primal instinct...

and lead you again into war.

The Halos were one such secret.

Chief, can you hear me?

I wonder why humans

must continue to fight.

[HIGH-PITCHED MECHANICAL HUM]

I wonder if warriors will ever

disappear from this world.

Never.

There will always be warriors...

and there will always be war.

[ENGLISH SDH]

You know this is a

trap, do you not?

Coming was foolish.

HIERARCH: Your words of

dissent are troubling to us.

[GRUNTING]

We ask so little in return

for the gifts we offer.

Tell me, Arbiter, is faith

too much to ask in exchange?

Harka has chosen the path

of the Great Journey.

Why must you resist?

The Journey will take us farther

than this simple Covenant.

It will deliver us to godhood.

[GROWLS]

[GROANING]

There is only one path for you.

Why must you deny the Journey

that we all must take?

The Journey is a lie!

[SIGHS]

Is it now?

- HAN: You're dreaming, my love.

- What?

Forgive me, Han.

L am distracted.

Can you not simply serve?

Perhaps, but only when you know

who you are actually serving.

Now I'm not so sure.

You uncertain?

[GIGGLES]

Han, you should leave,

just for a little while.

I'll never leave

you. I'm your wife.

And you are the general.

My place is at your side.

You are stubborn to a fault.

I could say the same of you.

[GIGGLES]

[GRUNTS]

ARBITER: Useless.

Focus. We are fighting Elite,

the right arm of the Covenant.

The gifts of the Forerunners are nothing if

you don't master the skills to wield them.

Master them you will, for we

are the men of Sanghelios.

Never forget that honor.

ALL: Sir! Yes, sir!

ROE: Walk with me a

moment, Arbiter.

ARBITER: Roe.

ROE: I must ask you.

ARBITER: Ask your question.

ROE: Tell me, Arbiter, why do you

insist on provoking their patience?

They have given us

formidable gifts.

Your status is at risk.

This heresy will strip

you of your rank.

There is no rank without honor.

We were strong.

Sanghelios was strong

before this Covenant.

And we could be

strong once more.

But we have strayed.

We live not for honor

but for power.

Listen to yourself.

This talk is not just

heresy, it is treachery.

You are putting your

bloodline at risk.

And what of your wife?

What of Han? Arbiter.

To protect the future of our

clans, please, please join.

Arbiter.

And now the game begins,

and I must play.

Thel.

I know they will come in

force to challenge me.

And I will not turn away from

them. I will answer their call.

ROE: It's not too late.

SOLDIERS: Cursed

Arbiter. Cursed Arbiter.

Cursed Arbiter. Cursed Arbiter.

Cursed Arbiter. Cursed

Arbiter. Cursed Arbiter.

[ROARS]

[YELLING]

HIERARCH: So honor

is his strength.

Then we shall turn his

precious honor against him.

Draw him out and

defeat him publicly.

The badge of Arbiter will

become a mark of shame.

Harka.

Persuade him, yes. Take away

what he finds so precious.

We'll show everyone how high

is the price of dissent.

[GRUNTING]

Come in, Roe.

What's the matter?

[WHIMPERING]

Kill her.

Then he will have no choice

but to face me in battle.

I'm sorry.

We do this for the

Great Journey.

[YELLS]

He is a demon.

ARBITER: Han.

Han!

[GASPS]

[YELLS]

HARKA: A shame that sword of

yours was too late to save Han.

Such a price for

your honor, Arbiter.

You are not worthy

to speak her name.

But I promise it is the

last you will utter.

There will be time for talk

when I rule in your stead.

And declare your shame, Arbiter.

[GRUNTING]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[ENGLISH SDH]

NARRATOR: In 2291, slipspace technology

makes space colonization a reality.

In 30 years, mankind establishes

the lnner Colonies...

in the heart of the Milky Way...

and soon into the

outer periphery.

In the year 2525, the human race

encounters an advanced alien alliance.

This alliance called

itself the Covenant.

The Covenant decrees humanity

an affront to their gods...

and the Human-Covenant

War begins.

Within a decade, the Outer Colonies

are almost completely annihilated...

by the power of the Covenant.

In the face of direct attacks on the

Inner Colonies by Covenant forces...

humanity's only

remaining hope...

depends on a special unit of

genetically-augmented soldiers.

These soldiers were known

as the Spartan-lls.

[YELLS]

[GRUNTS]

They finally decide to give the

order to pull out and now this.

Damn it. It just ain't my day.

Mac, watch out!

[ALIENS CHITTERING]

Here they come.

[SCREAMS]

Oh, damn it. This

just ain't my day.

What the hell?

Maybe this is my day.

All right, men. Let's welcome our

chief petty officer with some backup.

And stay down.

SERGEANT: How's Gamma-4?

Gamma-4 is gone.

Then that means this

planet is finished.

And it won't be the last, sir.

SOLDIER 1: I have the

main unit on the line.

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Rescue team

will be in accordance...

with the order to fully disengage.

Dispatching a rescue craft.

All active units

respond immediately.

Team Gamma here, roger that.

We are completely surrounded.

Copy that, marine.

We're dispatching a rescue

ship to your location.

But I'm afraid we can't exactly

give you curbside service.

Sending coordinates for extraction point.

You're going to have to make your way...

- Wait a sec.

- What?

I know that voice. Ls that you?

Daisy. That's you, isn't it?

DAISY: Ralph.

[PANTING]

BOY: Where do we go now?

RALPH: I don't know.

- Anywhere but that place.

- BOY: Yeah.

I don't wanna think about what

they'd do to us if we did go back.

We're not gonna be

your toys anymore.

RALPH: She's right. We're

sick of your training.

DAISY: We're leaving

and you can't stop us.

DAISY: What would our moms and

dads think of us if they saw us?

RALPH: It's been seven years.

I wonder if they'd recognize us.

Not because we've grown up but

because of what's been done to us.

All of those years of training.

All those horrible surgeries

and the augmentations.

But everything's changed

now. And not just us.

You really think

you can go home?

It doesn't matter. I'm

going. L have to.

It's the only home that I have.

I guess tomorrow

is goodbye then.

DAISY: We won't be able to see

each other anymore, will we?

MAN [OVER RADIO]: Of the five

escapees from the facility...

only suboect Joseph-¤

22 has been captured.

The search for the other four

is a Priority-Red directive.

Repeat. The search for the other

four is a Priority-Red directive.

[GRUNTS]

Not again. I'm getting

off this rock.

And I'm not going home

in a body bag either.

I'm gonna create a

diversion. Keep low.

You make a run for the

extraction point.

[LAUGHS]

[YELLS]

Jesus, they're everywhere.

All the more reason for us to move as

soon as we see the extraction craft.

That sounds like a good idea to

me. I'm gonna go find us a Hog.

[EXPLOSIONS AND GUNFIRE]

DAISY: Don't you dare slow

down. SERGEANT: Heads up.

RALPH [OVER RADIO]:

You okay down there?

They're here.

[GRUNTS]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:

Notice any resemblance?

The secrecy of the Spartan-ll

program could not be jeopardized.

But the disappearance of 75

recruits for the program...

would've created

difficult questions.

But if the children

never vanished...

there would be no questions

to ask, would there?

The clone lives a

life in your place...

the life that was

originally meant for you.

Come back to the facility, 23.

It is where you

belong. It's home.

DAISY: Sarge, are

you all right?

[GRUNTS]

I will be as soon as

we're out of here.

DAISY: Look, I'll cover

you. Go on ahead.

SERGEANT: There's no way I'm

leaving... DAISY: Just go. Now.

RALPH [OVER RADIO]:

Step on it.

DAISY: Let's go.

[PANTING]

Huh?

RALPH [OVER RADIO]:

Faster, faster!

[GUNSHOT & DAISY GRUNTS]

- Daisy!

- Chief!

RALPH: I'm coming.

Stay right there.

There's no time. Go, Ralph.

Get that ship out of here now.

[GUN CLICKS]

DAISY CLONE: Sometimes

I have this dream.

Always the same dream.

I dream I'm strong.

Stronger than anyone.

Like you. Just like you are.

Here. L want you to have this.

But why me?

I don't know, to be

honest with you.

I just... Something

tells me that I should.

I want you to take it.

RALPH: My clone. He

was... He was sick.

I think I killed him.

Don't do this to

yourself, Ralph.

You did what you had to do.

So did l.

Daisy?

GUARD: Transport to base.

Custody of Daisy-23 and

Ralph-303 restored.

Subject's ETA, one hour. After

making contact with their clones...

the remaining two escapees used

their small arms to commit suicide.

[EKG FLAT-LINING]

RALPH: This is Charlie-1. Sending

new rendezvous coordinates.

Prepare to disengage.

[ENGLISH SDH]

MAN: What? He

slipped and fell?

- 1337, wasn't it?

- You think he'll be okay?

MASTER CHIEF: This kind of thing

happens to him all the time.

Well, 1337 is still a Spartan. He's

been trained with the best of them.

There's no need for concern.

MAN: If you say

so, Master Chief.

It wouldn't be the first

time he fell off a Pelican.

- But still, I am a little worried.

- MASTER CHIEF: Yeah.

Oh, no.

Hey! Wait for me! Come back!

Don't leave me behind!

I'm gonna have to rendezvous

with them somewhere.

Huh?

I wonder if these

natives are dangerous?

Hey, look at that. It's the

junky old robot that fell.

Ha-ha-ha. L am not

some junky robot.

Even if you don't wanna know,

I'll tell you who I am.

I am one of the strongest

warriors in space.

I am Spartan-1337.

- L wouldn't stand there if I were you.

- It's not safe.

1337: How dare they ignore

my awesome heroism.

Fear not. I am the strongest

warrior in the... Oh, no.

[1337 GRUNTING]

I'm fine. That was

just a few dents.

[1337 GROANING & GRUNTING]

He doesn't really get along

with strangers all that much.

[GROANING]

ALIEN 1: So where is the

accursed group of Spartans?

ALIEN 2 [ON RADIO]: On Cronkee, the

fourth planet of the Unicon system.

ALIEN 1: Excellent. This is

the perfect opportunity...

to show those Spartans a thing

or two about Covenant power.

- Bring out Pluton.

- Yes, sir.

ALIEN 1: Yes. It is the finest

bio-warrior ever created.

Now go to the planet Cronkee

and demonstrate our might.

ALIEN 2: But Pluton's weapons are

still in the experimental stage.

They'll be enough to

vanquish the humans.

Don't you think a real battle

will be the best way...

to conduct our little test?

If that is your wish.

I will get you at long last,

Master Chief. Now go, Pluton!

- PLUTON: Guh.

- Not "guh." Go destroy them!

[GROWLING]

No, not over here.

- He's over that way. He's over there!

- Huh?

Don't "huh" me. Go that way.

[PLUTON GROWLING]

I need a vacation.

[GARBLED RADIO lNTERFERENCE]

1337: Chief, respond please.

Can you hear me? Chief? Over.

There's some strange

interference.

- Hello? Can you hear me?

- BOY 1: We can hear you.

1337: Not you. And I thought I

told you to stop following me.

- BOY 1: Robot, look.

- I told you I'm not a robot.

What's that?

BOY 2: Sure is a lot ofjunk

falling from the sky today.

[ROARING]

Covenant? It's dangerous.

Get out of here!

- As far as you can.

- BOY 1: Okay.

[ROARING]

[KIDS SCREAMING]

[1337 GRUNTING]

Chief, this... Stop it. Stop it.

[ROARING]

[SCREAMING]

BROTHER: Are you

guys all right?

- Hey, look. It's big brother.

- BOY 2: And big sister.

Any of you know

what that thing is?

It looks like he almost

blew up the mountain range.

He fell from the sky. All of a sudden, he

and this giant monkey started going nuts.

BROTHER: Don't worry. Your big

brother is gonna take care of it.

Yeah. Well, he might be a

little tougher than you think.

We don't have much choice. We'll

just have to try our best.

SISTER: Yeah, you might lose.

BROTHER: Why would you say that?

Give me some credit, will you?

It must have been scary.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm kind of hungry.

[LAUGHS]

BROTHER: All right,

let's do this.

[GARBLED RADIO lNTERFERENCE]

1337: I'm not gonna lose.

No way can I lose.

I am Spartan-1337.

No one else will

say it, so I will.

The fact that I never give

up is one of my good points!

Hey, look. The rain stopped.

The robot's back.

1337: What's that?

BROTHER: Apparently they used to

travel between the stars with that.

1337: An old UNSC frigate.

Must've crash-landed.

SISTER: I hear that we were

all born inside there.

BROTHER: Mama raised

us all by herself.

1337: Mama?

You kids should stay

behind. This is my fight.

BROTHER: Don't worry about it. We may

not look it, but we're pretty tough.

SISTER: Though, we're

no match for Mama.

1337: Mama, huh?

BROTHER: When we were still

little she fought off a bunch...

of bird-headed

pirates by herself.

1337: That sounds like

one heck of a mama.

But you know what?

I'm one heck of a mama myself.

[BROTHER & SISTER GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[1337 GRUNTING]

[ALL PANTING]

I did it.

I did it!

BROTHER: Oh, no. We'll be done

for if he reaches full strength.

- We gotta stop him.

- Yeah, and that's gonna be the hard part.

Less talk, more action.

Ah!

[SISTER SCREAMING]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

BROTHER: This isn't

good. He won't budge.

SISTER: We're totally screwed.

BROTHER: What else can we do?

1337: We're doomed.

BROTHER & SISTER:

Well, don't jinx us!

1337: I'm just kidding.

We gotta do something.

Hey, what the heck is that?

BROTHER: Oh, as if he'd

ever fall for that.

SISTER: He did fall for it.

1337: He did? He did. Now

let's get out of here.

[ROARING]

[BEEPING]

[ROARING]

Whoa. What's happening?

[BLEEPING]

1337: No way.

Ah!

1337: Is that a

Slipspace rupture?

[BEEP]

Ah!

That was Mama.

SISTER: I told you, no one

was as tough as Mama.

MAN: Master Chief, radio contact

has been reestablished.

MASTER CHIEF: Good. I'll

try to contact 1337.

There's another AI

living on this planet.

- MASTER CHIEF: What?

- I've lost contact with it.

But I'm pretty sure I felt it just

tinkering with the Slipspace drive.

She's another Al it

seems. Just like I am.

MASTER CHIEF: Why here?

- You want me to collect her?

- No. Let's not do that.

It's a very old AI construct. You

might say something of an antique.

- She seems...

- Seems what?

Happy. If I'm understanding correctly,

she seems to be happy here. Hm.

MASTER CHIEF: Hm.

BROTHER & SISTER: We're home.

MAMA: Were you playing as cavemen

again? You really do like that game.

BOY 1: Mama, you're not gonna

believe what happened today.

MAMA: All right, all right. You

can tell me all about that later.

BROTHER: Mama, just what

did you do back there?

MAMA: That's not

important right now.

By the way, dinner is ready.

GIRL: I'm hungry.

MAMA: I thought so.

- Now go wash your hands.

- KIDS: Okay.

MAMA: And clean

behind your ears.

1337: Mama.

CHIEF [ON RADIO]: Can you

hear me, 1337? Come in, 133¤.

This is 1337. I hear

you clearly, sir.

Head to the rendezvous point

immediately. ¤endezvous ASAP, over.

Huh? Roger that, sir, but

I may run a little late!

[PLUTON GRUNTING]

[ENGLISH SDH]

[ENGLISH SDH] PLUTON: Guh.

WOMAN: Sarge,

look at the moon.

[WOMAN LAUGHS SOFTLY]

It's funny.

I never noticed how beautiful

the moons are here.

You think anybody noticed?

GHOST: Stay quiet.

The BioFoam's working, but

you're still bleeding.

WOMAN: There's something

I've always wanted to know.

Your call sign, "Ghost,"

what does it mean?

GHOST: Stop talking.

You've gotta hold tight until

the medevac gets here.

WOMAN: You finally have an excuse

to show that you care, and...

[WOMAN LAUGHS SOFTLY]

Let me ask you something.

Just one last thing.

It won't hurt, I promise.

- What was I to you?

- GHOST: What do you mean?

You're a soldier.

A soldier with a promising

future ahead of you.

You're a soldier.

- WOMAN: And you're a ghost, aren't you?

- What?

Feelings pass right

through you, don't they?

So cold and unforgiving in every

choice you made in battle.

Pure soldier.

- L think that's what let us trust you...

- Don't talk. Save your strength.

I don't need it.

I need you to be strong.

Strong enough to do what you've

never done in your life.

Can you be strong enough to

allow yourself to be...?

Can you just be human?

LIEUTENANT: Damn it, man, what

are you still doing here?

- Command has declared a retreat.

- We can't pull out.

The civilians may be on their way out, but

there's a core of engineers out there.

- I'm not leaving them behind.

- Lt ain't up to you.

Cole Protocol's been

enacted. Let's move it.

[EXPLOSION]

COMMANDER: The shuttles.

LIEUTENANT: lf this fighting keeps

up, we're gonna be as good as dead.

We gotta stick it out and

pray they get us some evac.

Let's go.

- Who's left behind?

- What?

Answer me, soldier. What's

the name of the group?

It's the Hades Corps.

They're at Hangar 1030...

and they're not leaving until

they destroy the prototype...

of some weapon system.

The demolition squad.

I should have known.

Ghost.

SOLDIER 1: If the Cole

Protocol's been enacted...

why the hell are we

stranded on the frontline?

We're pinned down here, and

now the sarge is missing.

We're screwed.

SOLDIER 2: No, we were

sunk from the beginning.

What?

SOLDIER 2: On his

last assignment...

our fearless leader let his

entire platoon go down.

They got wiped out in a single

firefight. Sarge didn't even flinch.

Well, I guess that's why they call

him the Ghost, then, isn't it?

And why the brass always decides to

put him in charge of demolition jobs.

Because he's not

even human. Argh!

SOLDIER 1: Come on, don't

die on me. Come on.

I can't believe these sons

of bitches left us behind.

SOLDIER 1: This is it.

[EXPLOSIONS]

- L can't believe it.

- Oh, my God.

It's the prototype suit.

- But who the hell's driving it?

- GHOST: Ghost to Hades Corps.

Fall back immediately.

Ignore the Covenant.

I'll hold them off.

Nobody's dying here.

You heard him. Let's go.

You idiot. He's not supposed

to be testing that suit.

He's supposed to destroy it.

COMMANDER [ON RADIO]: Can

you hear me, sergeant?

What do you think you're doing?

Your orders are to destroy the

suit and all related data.

- You are disobeying direct orders.

- No, sir. L am following my orders.

Explain yourself.

I have destroyed all the data...

and I'm using the time left on this

suit to safely evac my people.

I'm not leaving till

every one of my men...

- are safely off...

- That is not the plan.

- I am ordering you to stand down...

- There's no other choice.

The mission cannot

be jeopardized.

And I am still responsible

for these Marines.

Wait, sergeant.

Ghost, listen to me.

GHOoT: I lost my entire

platoon. Every one of my men.

And that's when it happened.

That's when I truly

became a ghost.

Just a shadow...

surrounded by death.

[GUNFIRE]

The suit has a

staggered countdown.

In order to trigger final detonation,

the system requires a voice command.

You designed it that way

for a reason, didn't you?

COMMANDER: Ghost.

GHOST: Just get my

men off this planet.

This is Ghost. Over and out.

[BLEEPING]

GHOST: What's the matter,

Ghost? Why can't you move?

[BEEPING]

GHOST: I made up

my mind that day.

The night I let my platoon die.

I looked up at those moons,

and something died inside me.

A conscience is something

that gets in the way.

That's all the soul

is: an obstacle.

Something to overcome.

I canot atone for failing

to protect them.

[GRUNTING]

[BLEEPING]

SUIT: Countdown contingent.

Voice command required.

Speak the voice command

exactly as displayed.

WOMAN: Let me ask

you something.

Just one last thing.

It won't hurt, I promise.

What was I to you?

GHOST: What do you mean?

You're a soldier.

A soldier with a promising

future ahead of you.

You're a soldier.

- WOMAN: And you're a ghost, aren't you?

- What?

Feelings pass right

through you, don't they?

So cold and unforgiving in every

choice you made in battle.

Pure soldier.

- L think that's what let us trust you...

- Don't talk. Save your strength.

I don't need it.

I need you to be strong.

Strong enough to do what you've

never done in your life.

Can you be strong enough to

allow yourself to be...?

Can you just be human?

If not for your sake,

for all of us.

If you would just allow

yourself to feel something...

maybe you wouldn't be

a ghost any longer.

[GRUNTING]

Voice command authorization.

Be human.

[BEEPS]

GHOST: And for one last

instant, I'm human again.

COMMANDER: Transmission

from orbit around Algolis.

Cole Protocol enforced.

All weapons, prototypes...

and accompanying navigational

databases eliminated.

The soldier I previously recommended

for military court-martial is...

I rescind and redact that

portion of my earlier report.

That soldier is officially missing in action,

lost during heavy combat on Algolis.

He demonstrated honorable

conduct, not only as a Marine...

but also as a human being.

We're heading for rendezvous with

the UNSC Heart of Midlothian.

Over and out.

[ENGLISH SDH]

[CHATTERING]

[GASPS]

[BERGER GIGGLES]

Hey, easy there, Berger. What

do you think you're doing?

- What?

- They're Helljumpers.

Every one of those guys

are ODSTs from the 105th.

They're in a whole different

league. Let's go.

Unh. Aw, come on.

BERGER: I wanna hear

what they're saying.

MAN: No.

O'BRIAN: I don't get it.

How did everybody

conveniently forget...

that I'm the best shot

this side of Eridanus?

Getting assigned to

backup is a bunch of B.S.

DUTCH: Contingency. It's

an important mission.

If the first sniper misses,

they take the shot.

I don't miss. I never miss.

This sucks and you know it.

I'm nobody's babysitter.

Especially not some

farm-boy moose hunter.

I hate to be the one to

break the bad news...

but you weren't selected to be the

primary shooter on this mission.

So it seems they want

your farm boy to do it.

I guess that makes you the

backup. Sorry, O'Brian.

I'm the backup?

- And the shooter is a Spartan.

- DUTCH: What?

And that means this mission

just got escalated.

MAN: This is

Spartan Cal-141...

who'll be the ranking

officer on this mission.

I realize that is

highly unusual...

and you have strong

feelings about Spartans.

You will keep those feelings out of

the mission and follow the plan.

Satellite recon shows radar

and magnetic signatures...

on high end in the

Arc star cluster.

These signatures indicate

a complex of buildings.

It's a logistical base.

The Prophet you are targeting is

in control of this entire sector.

Our mission is simple. We

want this Prophet dead.

We take out the Prophet, we will

stop the Covenant chain of supply.

If we achieve the goal

of this mission...

we will able to buy ourselves

months of tactical advantage.

And we will do all of this

with minimal risk to the UNSC.

Hmm. Other than to

this group, of course.

Cortez, fill them

in on the details.

Right. You'll be flying into the atmosphere

with a Leonid-class meteor shower.

Meteor showers are a regular

occurrence on this planet...

so that means entry and

landing should go unnoticed.

Calculations show reaching the target

will take a 14-hour fast march...

from your entry point.

Once you reach the target...

take out the Prophet as soon

as he steps off that ship.

Then you are to gather all data relating

to the unidentified alien ruins.

What do you mean,

they're not identified?

The architecture is not

Covenant-designed...

and it sure as hell

wasn't built by humans.

They predate both sides.

This site is of the

utmost importance.

We photograph everything.

That will be all, master

sergeant. Rejoin your men.

You will be dropping in

precisely five minutes.

With this mission, there is

no room for delay or error.

Good luck, and Godspeed.

[YELLS]

[GRUNTS]

[AIR HISSING]

CORTEZ: Dutch, come in.

DUTCH [OVER RADIO]: I'm all

right. Where's O'Brian?

Over there.

[AIR HISSING]

[CORTEZ GRUNTS]

CORTEZ: His oxygen tank.

Dutch, get the gear.

We gotta get him out of there.

[GASPS]

Are you guys nuts? Why are you

throwing me around like that?

[GASPS]

DUTCH: We lost Checkman

in the atmosphere.

- What?

- And we almost lost you too.

[PANTING]

CORTEZ: Their logistics and

refueling base is here. We're here.

The Prophet will be coming

in at exactly 0800.

Hmm. Everything depends on us getting

a clear shot from this location...

and we've got to hit him as

soon as he's exiting that ship.

It's two miles

from the target...

and should give us the

elevation for the shot.

It's pretty far...

but it will give us enough

cover to make our extraction.

Assuming that the Spartan

can make the shot, that is.

DUTCH: And if we don't make

it to the target in time?

CORTEZ: There won't be

any second chances.

O'BRIAN: It's a long-ass march.

DUTCH: Then we better get marching.

O'BRIAN: Wanna take

the lens cap off?

CORTEZ: Knock it off, O'Brian.

[ALL GASPING]

[MUFFLED GRUNT]

[GRUNTS]

[WHIMPERING]

[YELLS]

[BRANCH RUSTLES]

[WHIMPERING]

[ROARS]

[GROWLING]

[ROARS]

[O'BRIAN GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

[YELLING]

[BRUTE CHIEFTAIN ROARING]

[GRUNTING]

[ROARS]

[O'BRIAN GRUNTING]

O'BRIAN: I'm not

crippled. Put me down.

You bitch any louder...

and this place will be

crawling with Covenant.

Shut your mouth!

He just got lucky.

DUTCH: That's twice.

Twice he had to save

your dumb ass already.

You could at least

say "thank you."

O'BRIAN: Man, those

are some stairs.

CORTEZ: The shuttle will be

touching down in two minutes.

After all this, he better be

everything they said he was.

[BRUTE CHIEFTAIN ROARING]

CORTEZ: Take him out!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GUNFIRE]

[CRACKLING]

[CORTEZ GRUNTS]

[GASPS]

[PANTING]

Take the shot. O'Brian, now!

You're the only one

who can do it.

[GROANS]

[ALL GRUNTING]

[ROARS]

It's the data on the ruins.

Tell them...

to get it to Halsey.

She'll know.

No, you give it to her.

[GROANS]

We both know that's not

gonna be possible.

Heard about what you

guys did down there.

Took out a Prophet...

and stopped the Covenant's supply

chain dead for the sector.

They say a Spartan died there.

Went down faster than a new

bood on his first day.

I thought those guys were

supposed to be unbeatable.

Huh. I guess he didn't have what it takes

to hang with the Helljumpers, huh?

Shut up.

[GRUNTS]

What's your problem? What

is the matter with you?

What'd I say?

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

[ENGLISH SDH]

CAPTAIN: The Covenant has

captured a high-priority package.

Spartans, it's your job to infiltrate

enemy space and retrieve it.

Mission window: 10 minutes.

The target is equipped

with a location beacon...

but you'll have to get close to read it.

It's a weak signal with a short radius.

A stellar magnetic field is

preventing the Covenant fleet...

from making a Slipspace jump.

You'll be flying in with

EVA booster frames.

When you reach the Covenant fleet,

find the signal, find the ship...

find a way in and

grab that target.

The Covenant doesn't appear to realize

the full value of what they've acquired.

And that's the way

we wanna keep it.

Complete the extraction before

they figure out what they've got.

All right, Spartans, you

have your orders. Good luck.

ALL: Yes, sir.

MASTER CHIEF: Captain. CAPTAIN:

What is it, Master Chief?

MASTER CHIEF: What happens

if we run out of time?

Our only choice will be to

annihilate the Covenant fleet...

the package and

your entire team.

Is that clear enough?

MASTER CHIEF: I understand.

WOMAN [OVER PA]: Spartsn team,

the moment we break stealth...

commence operation.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Disable cloak. Booster frame.

Launch.

MASTER CHIEF: Incoming.

Optimize mobility.

Plasma rounds.

[POWERING UP]

MASTER CHIEF: Scanning

device is activated.

SOLOMON: I've got a reading.

KELLY: Are you sure?

SOLOMON: No question.

Back me up, I'm going in.

Their shields are down.

The signal's coming

from that cruiser.

KELLY: Hang on, Solomon,

wait for the Chief.

SOLOMON: No time.

I'll take my chances.

KELLY: All right, if we're gonna

do this, let's make it fast.

MASTER CHIEF: Positive read from

the first scan. Something's off.

KELLY: Hurry, Solomon.

SOLOMON: Gotcha.

[POWERING UP]

No.

- Kelly, it's a trap.

- KELLY: No.

[ALIEN CHUCKLING]

ALIEN 1: They took the

bait. Three have perished.

The rest are only

a matter of time.

We must always show our

superior strength.

Anything less and they

will exploit our weakness.

Weakness. You have faced these

lowly creatures in battle...

while your battalion perished.

That tells me only one thing.

You have not the heart

to die with honor.

ALIEN 2: Commander, two

survivors detected.

KELLY: Solomon. MASTER

CHIEF: Kelly, look.

KELLY: I'm getting

multiple readings.

MASTER CHIEF: They're decoys.

They know what we came for.

ARTHUR: How do we

find the real signal?

MASTER CHIEF: They've

already told us.

What we want is in the

heart of this fleet.

The flagship.

KELLY: Syrup

formation, 2 o'clock.

MASTER CHIEF: Ignore

them. Stay on target.

ALIEN 2: Four enemies

approaching.

They know.

Will you run away once more?

They will be here.

I shall face them.

You overestimate them.

They cannot touch this ship.

THEL: I pray that

you are right.

MASTER CHIEF: Tight

formation, now.

Concentrate Gauss cannons

on a single point.

FRED: Roger. KELLY: Roger.

FRED: Shields at

maximum charge.

KELLY: They're still with us.

- I'm hit.

- ARTHUR: I'll hold them back.

I'm losing it.

[ARTHUR SCREAMS]

MASTER CHIEF: Arthur!

MASTER CHIEF: You've gotta

eject. I got your six.

[KELLY GRUNTS]

MASTER CHIEF: You secure?

KELLY: Give me the turret.

Now I got your six.

MASTER CHIEF: Let's

get on with it.

FRED: Gauss cannon

charge, 85 percent.

KELLY: They're

advancing position.

FRED: Ninety-one percent.

[ALARM BEEPING]

MASTER CHIEF: There it is.

Launch all missiles.

Gauss cannon, fire.

FRED: This thing's toast.

MASTER CHIEF: Then

let them have it.

[ALIENS SNARLING]

[ALL GROWLING]

FRED: Looks like this

is the right ship.

KELLY: We got three minutes.

MASTER CHIEF: Let's sprint this.

Don't fall behind.

KELLY: Copy that.

FRED: Copy that.

MASTER CHIEF: Go.

[ALIENS SCREECHING]

[ALIENS GRUNTING]

ALIEN 2: Three units

passing Sector 25.

Stop them. Seal all hatches.

MASTER CHIEF: Fred.

FRED: I got it.

- ALIEN 2: The enemy is advancing.

- No.

Where is the major?

[THEL GRUNTING]

FRED: Go. L got this.

All right, the great

journey ends here.

KELLY: Fred. MASTER CHIEF:

Focus on the mission.

We get the target.

ALIEN 2: Commander,

they're getting closer.

Getting closer, are they?

Not for long.

KELLY: Chief.

Break off the entire block.

ALIEN 2: But, commander,

our brothers have...

ALIEN 1: Silence.

Let them die with honor.

KELLY: Chief.

Go get her.

MASTER CHIEF: Kelly.

Kelly.

MASTER CHIEF: Dr. Halsey.

John.

- It's you?

- Yes. I'm here to take you back.

- Sleep well, doctor?

- HALSEY: No thanks to their driving, yes.

MASTER CHIEF: You seem

to be in one piece.

Maybe your luck has

rubbed off on me.

MASTER CHIEF: We

make our own luck...

but I'll always be there

when you need me.

Don't make a girl a promise if

you know you can't keep it.

- Still, thank you.

- Sure.

- Dr. Halsey...

- HALSEY: It's not a proper rescue...

until you get us out

of here, right?

MASTER CHIEF: Agreed.

We need to move fast.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[ALARM WAILING]

HALSEY: John, wait.

MASTER CHIEF: We're out

of time. THEL: What? No.

ALIEN 2: We're clear of the

magnetic interference.

Stand by for Slipspace jump.

They're trapped

in Delta section.

Separate the moment we jump.

ALIEN 2: But what of the

major and his group?

No matter.

He is already shamed.

His only path now is

death or arbiter.

THEL: I had him.

Commander, you fool.

A thousand hells await you!

MASTER CHIEF: They're

scuttling the ship.

And us with it.

But we make our own

luck, remember?

MASTER CHIEF: What

are you suggesting?

HALSEY: What else?

We improvise.

MASTER CHIEF: Doctor,

we've got company.

Can't you do anything?

Can't this bucket go any faster?

What's happening?

FRED [OVER RADIO]: Cutting it

a little close, aren't we?

MASTER CHIEF: Fred.

KELLY: Doctor, are

you all right?

Yes, I'm fine.

FRED: These Covenant rigs fly like

rocks. It took us a bit to get rolling.

KELLY: Incoming.

HALSEY: What? CAPTAIN:

Welcome back, Spartans.

HALSEY: You really are

lucky. You know that.

MASTER CHIEF: Not

lucky enough.

We lost two Spartans today.

Solomon and Arthur.

And that Elite we

encountered, he was strong.

I have to be stronger.

HALSEY: We all have

to be stronger.

Something tells me this

is just the beginning.