- [Dramatic flourish] - [Whooshing and sizzling]
[Somber piano music]
[Bagpipes skirling]
[Whimsical string music]
[Airplane engine droning]
[Thunder cracks]
[Creatures screeching]
[Pilot] What the hell is that?
[Engine explodes]
[Soldier] What's going on? Oh my god.
[Alarm buzzes]
Port side engine's on fire.
Go back to your seat.
[Pilot] Controls aren't responding.
- [Crows screech] - [Men shout]
Brace for impact!
[Soldiers yelping]
[Explosion booms]
[Tense string music]
At zero-one-thirty a c-47, along side its ten-man crew,
disappeared 80 miles south of stuttgart.
[Truck brakes squeal]
We've been tasked with checking it out.
[Soldier] Hey, get the gear.
Go, go, go, go, go.
[Brewer] Korsky, hoyte, gardner, castle, move.
[Taft] Get to work.
Simms, rear!
[Brewer] Everyone else, keep your goddamn ears open.
- [Soldier] Vehicle, six o'clock! - [Engine hums]
[Guns cocking]
Easy, sergeant.
Fuck.
[Under breath] Son of a fucking... Major Johnson.
What a surprise.
I was told you were running operations
from a chateau outside of reims, sir.
Yeah, well, I guess I got a little tired
of eating frog legs and foie gras.
Well, I just hope you didn't make the drive in vain, sir.
You know, sergeant, a conductor needs to just
come to the orchestra pit for some time.
You know, from time to time, brother.
Yeah, but this ain't no opera, and these ain't no violins.
They just happen to make sweet music of their own.
Well, I think it's time I introduce you to someone.
Walsh is an old pupil of mine from back in Texas.
He's also quite literally the only man for the job.
I got 12 men already,
and you know 13 ain't a lucky number.
[Chuckles]
You know that plane went down behind enemy lines,
and it was carrying sensitive material.
And Walsh is going to be riding with you to retrieve it.
My team doesn't need outside help recovering cargo, sir.
Disobeying orders.
That's a court martial offense.
Yeah, but if I'm in jail,
who's gonna do your dirty work, huh?
It's nice to see you haven't changed.
[Brewer chuckles]
It's great catching up, sergeant.
It's always such a pleasure to see you.
Well, but as you know, time is of the essence.
[Brewer sighs]
Come here.
[Man] Don't just stand around, we're working, man.
You ever whacked any jerries?
Depends on your definition of whacked, sir.
[Laughing] Christ, just keeps getting better and better.
All right, listen up, boys.
We're gonna find that wreckage
and we're gonna patch up who we can,
and we're gonna let this guy sift through the rest.
Let's move out!
[Man] Get moving, come on, hey!
[Tense music]
You know, when we were at marseilles,
I pulled brewer from a burning apc.
Two of his men were still trapped inside.
Bastards, they were screaming,
and before I could get to them,
a stuka swooped down out of nowhere,
and well, what can I say,
there was nothing left but a crater where they'd been.
Brewer still despises me for it.
He'd rather die a thousand deaths himself
than lose a single damn soldier.
That's the kind of man he is.
And I'll tell you what, I sure wish we had more like him.
[Brewer] All right, waterproof your gear, we're taking the scenic route.
Yes, sarge.
All right, wait, fuck, just wait.
Come on, get those tubs and a whetstone.
Walsh, tell me.
What makes this sensitive material so special
they needed an entire squad dedicated to it?
I don't ask about what they send me to retrieve.
- And why is that? - Keep moving, come on.
Well, if I'm captured, that way it's impossible for them
to get anything out of me, no matter how much they torture me.
- [Thunder crashing] - [Rain pouring]
[Men chattering]
This just arrived from command, sir.
Let's have some coffee first, huh?
[Soldier] Sir, yes sir.
[Men chattering]
[Man] Quit foolin' around!
[Bird caws]
We'll search this quad first, make our way to high ground.
All right.
Let's scan from there.
I want to find this crash site before nightfall.
Let's comb out, let's move out.
[Tense music]
Oh, shit.
Well, you certainly know you're back in the thick of things
when the lukewarm dirt passes for coffee.
Listen, this operation's been designated top secret.
Anything you hear or see from this point fonnard
is not to leave this tent.
You get my drift?
Yes, sir.
Understood, sir.
I'm curious, though.
You have some of the best surveyors in the world at your disposal.
Why bring me in?
Well, I hear your German is impeccable.
My phd thesis was on dialect diversity of ancient germanic tribes.
Well then, let's put it to the test, shall we?
I want you to listen up.
Our codebreaker's been analyzing a transmission recorded by oss.
[Man speaking in German]
Okay.
Right here, what are they saying?
Just a bunch of random numbers, sir.
[Johnson] No, no, no, no.
The voice in the background, the woman.
I will play it at a half speed.
[Woman speaks in German]
Sounds like...
Sounds like baum des lebens.
Baum des lebens, what does that mean?
Tree of life.
[Mysterious music]
Tree of life.
Sarge.
Sarge, can I wipe my ass with this when we run out of toilet paper?
- [Flies buzzing] - [Ominous music]
Did our guys do it?
No way.
Sas, maybe.
The brits wouldn't do this, or the French.
And the Russians ain't this far west.
Luger, nine millimeter.
Krauts did this to their own?
I bet these men were deserters.
You know what I say?
The krauts start killing krauts,
sit back and enjoy the fireworks.
[Eerie music]
Taft.
Let the Jerry rot in peace.
- [Guns firing] - [Dramatic music]
Take cover!
Don't worry, it's okay to piss yourself the first time!
Korsky!
[Korsky] Go at him.
Cover fi re!
- Go, get in there. - Go!
[Guns fi ring]
[Soldier] Clear!
Gardner.
Ask him how many are still out there.
[Gardner speaks in German]
Hey, easy, man, easy.
Can I look?
[Bird caws]
- Non compos mentis. - Come on, Morgan, speak English.
Shell shock due to severe trauma.
I've seen this before.
Beat him all you want, he ain't saying a word.
Yeah, he shoots well for severe trauma.
Get him up, he's coming with us.
Sergeant?
What's the problem, Walsh?
Forget to get shot?
[Dramatic music]
I hope you get over your trauma soon,
you heine son of a bitch.
Sure it's wise to take him with us?
I'll find a use for him.
He'll give away our position first chance he gets.
You just worry about that plane we need to find, huh?
[Tense music]
[Man whistles]
[Bird caws]
You and rucker, check it out.
[Tense music]
Right there.
Yeah, check it out.
[Water splashes]
It's nothing, let's go. Let's go.
[Water splashes]
[Whispering] Holy fucking virgin!
[Friar whispering] Let's go.
Let's go!
Okay, yeah.
Oh shit!
[Eerie music]
Who the hell were those women?
They're civilians, they hide up here from us.
Their husbands are off fighting the war somewhere.
[Rucker] I never seen civilians like that before.
Not even in France.
[Friar] Well, you haven't been laid in a long time, ruck.
- Maybe you never have. - [Laughs] Are you kidding me?
I used to get it all the time back home in Sweden.
- Women? - Absolute knockouts.
- The redhead, man. - [Rucker laughs]
She got this gorgeous body with two perfectly round...
At ease, rucker.
[Rucker laughs]
[Rucker] But sorry, chief, them girls might know where the plane went down.
Yeah, he's right, sarge.
Me and Simms here, we can use our interrogation skills from Paris, you know?
My zook's loaded and ready to fire, man. [Laughing]
We got a man down, we're not gonna risk our position
to mess with civvies, got it?
- Got it. - Yeah.
You got a problem, Walsh?
No, sir.
Let's move.
[Birds cawing]
- [Mysterious music] - [Birds cawing loudly]
So I'm thinking about asking sarge for a one-night pass.
Dream on, ruck.
Are you telling me you wouldn't wanna ride one of them mountain girls?
We got married two days before I shipped.
Look at this.
She's two already, and I never held her once.
I ain't betraying my family for some Nazi whore.
Ooh, Nazi whore. I like the sound of that.
- [Birds cawing] - [Ominous music]
What the hell?
This don't make a shit worth of sense.
We've been following that contour for an hour
and now we're in the same spot?
There's no way the sun is north.
We must be in the middle of some kind of magnetic ore.
It could be what took down the plane.
What?
It could be what took down the plane.
When odysseus entered the land of the dead,
the demons, they changed the stars so he would lose direction.
What kind of fufu gibberish is that, Walsh?
- It's Greek mythology. - Okay, do me a favor.
You keep your god damn poetry to yourself, all right?
Somebody's been here after we left.
[Tense music]
Well, it takes wolves a couple hours
to sniff out the grave and start digging up the body.
Olin, fire up the radio.
We'll use it as a signal to navigate.
I need two volunteers to guard the perimeter.
Everyone else, 10-minute rest.
I'll take the southeast quadrant.
Will you now?
All right, whatever, Walsh.
Carboni, your rifle.
Walsh, don't make me regret it.
[Rucker] I gotta drop a bomb.
Keep right where I can see you.
I'd rather get shot than have you watch me taking a shit.
[Static on radio]
- [Wood snaps] - [Animal squealing]
[Wings flap]
[Woman on radio] Sierra echo, this is falcon seven.
- Do you copy, over. - Sarge.
Sierra echo, major Johnson needs to speak with you, over.
Copy, falcon seven.
It's dead, sir.
[Woman singing indistinct]
I you are most welcome j' j' to stay here for long j“
I so tired from trauma j'
I so weary of war j'
I give into rest, soldier, j“ I fight no more j“
gruesse, tapferer soldat.
I have no idea what you're saying.
Salvete, uir fortis ac strenuus.
Pozdrowienia, dzielny zolnierzu.
Hey, you stay right where you are.
Tu seras mon elu.
Fhends?
[Tense music]
That's our bird.
Damn.
Now would you believe if I told you I've never done this before?
[Eerie whispering]
[Dramatic music]
[Birds cawing]
[Rice on come]This is captain rice! Everyone else is dead.
[Static]
Captain rice?
Captain, can you hear me?
- Do you copy me? - [Brewer] Captain rice?
Captain, can you hear me?
[Tense music]
[Birds cawing]
[Rice] Oh no, dear god.
- [Gun fires] - First section, let's move!
[Tense music]
[Woman screeches]
Please, help me!
[Woman groans]
[Rucker groans]
Don't kill me.
- Walsh. - Yeah, at ease, g.I.
What the hell are you doing?
I heard a shot.
Why'd you discharge your weapon?
I ain't telling you shit. You ain't the sarge.
But I am.
Walsh put a knife to my throat, sir. Almost killed me.
Walsh?
Your man, he fired his weapon and he charged the squad.
I'm not taking any chances.
What were you firing at, private?
I was charged by a wild pig.
What were you doing out there anyway?
I found the plane, sir.
Good job, private. Let's move!
I thought you said you didn't have any combat experience.
Well, I never said that.
I guess maybe you just assumed it?
Then how'd you learn to take down a man like that?
Burma.
Hey, Walsh.
I really don't care how many japs you bushwhacked in the jungle.
You do that to one of my men again, you're gonna answer to me.
[Tense music]
[Birds fluttering]
[Screeching]
It's just wild boars.
Sounded like one of rucker's potato farts.
Remember d-day, Bo?
[Bo] Yeah, I thought we were gonna die before we hit the beach.
Let's move.
Friar, north perimeter.
Rucker south, rest of you sweep for survivors.
Walsh, do what you came here for.
Sergeant. There were 11 flyboys on this bird when it crashed.
There should be bodies, or parts of them anyway.
Krauts must have got in here before we did, took all the bodies away.
No, it wasn't the Germans, that's for sure.
Oh, I almost forgot.
We got an expert in our midst.
If the Nazis had been here, sir, they wouldn't have left this.
Okay, we found the plane, we found the secret stuff.
Can we go home now?
We're not going anywhere.
If there's a, even the slightest chance that one of these flyboys is still alive,
I'm not leaving them behind.
Sarge.
This way.
[Birds cawing]
[Tense music]
[Brewer whistles]
- [Rucker] Ah, Jesus. - You okay, man?
Yeah, okay.
Sarge.
[Animalistic roar]
- [Intense music] - Simms!
- [Knife slashing] - [Simms groans]
[Guns fi ring]
Captain rice. U.S.A.F.
[Intense music]
[Rice growls]
[Brewer coughs]
Morgan.
Check him out.
[Morgan] He's dead, sir.
I said check him out.
[Tense music]
The japs got to him.
[Morgan] That ain't Japanese, you idiot.
Then what is it?
Bird, tree, death.
Ancient magical symbols.
Cut him open.
- I'll do it. - Do it.
I heard stories about Nazi doctors doing this kind of thing.
You know, medical experiments, mutilations, drugs.
Had enough of this bullshit.
This man, he has no internal organs.
In Haiti they use feathers to bring back the dead and shit.
It's called hoodoo or something.
Stop that crap right now.
All right.
You fellas wanna know what's going on?
We got all the answers right here. Right here.
You start talking or you start eating.
[Man coughs]
Hexen.
- Hexen. - What does hexen mean?
[Gardner] Witches, sir.
You fellas are right.
Should have shot him right on the spot.
- [Gardner] I'll do him right now. - No, no, it's too late.
The crew's dead.
And I ain't going back empty-handed.
Put the dead in the ground.
We're going home.
[Tinny string music plays]
I don't know.
You know, in 1840,
hans gorman, a German national, wanted in connection
to dozens of missing children in leipzig.
He was arrested trying to enter the us,
and this manuscript was found sewn into the lining of his luggage.
It's the first of a two-volume set.
[Hertz] You have the second part as well, sir?
Well, certainly not for lack of trying.
I've led teams across three continents in search of it.
Come here, tell me what you make out of it.
Right here.
Hm. Old high German, definitely.
Well, I mean, I could have told you that.
But sir, this is the oldest form of the germanic language.
Hasn't been spoken this way in a thousand years.
Okay.
Defeating time, does that make any sense to you, sir?
Well, yeah, more than you could imagine.
No wonder that fucking fuhrer's agents have been scouring the area.
I just hope we find it before they do.
[Eerie music]
This ain't playtime, Walsh.
You gonna tell me that after everything we've seen,
nothing seems strange to you in the slightest?
[Brewer grunts]
Two years ago, I was in Italy.
And we'd been spilling our brains out
fighting the Germans right and left.
But then, on Christmas Eve,
everything got quiet.
The jerries started playing Christmas Carols
on their loudspeakers.
And their boys and our boys joined together.
Two days later,
we started blowing each other's brains out, just like before.
So, no.
Nothing seems strange to me anymore.
Help dig.
Ruck.
Rucker, tell me what you saw back there, at the windmill.
Come on, man, I know you saw something.
Tell me what you saw. Tell me about the women.
[Unnerving music]
Oh, Jesus, I think I'm gonna be sick.
Easy there, g.I., easy, easy.
- Let me help you. - Don't touch me!
[Rucker vomits]
Rucker?
Morgan, help him out.
- Stay back. - Whoa, whoa.
Stay back, or I'll shoot myself.
What the hell you doing, ruck?
I'm so sorry.
[Rucker breathes heavily]
[Gun fires]
Stay down, stay down. Give him a shot!
Stick him!
Jesus Christ.
I told him to stay away from those French tarts.
He didn't go with no French tarts, gardy.
Ruck's never even had a girlfriend.
Look like it's eating his flesh.
If he can't walk, put him on a stretcher.
We gotta hit that river by nightfall.
Let's finish up this business, all right?
Where is he?
- Get that goddamn Jerry! - Shit!
[Intense music]
You got one chance to quit squirming.
[Bird caws]
[Slashes]
[Woman whispers]
[Man whistles]
Oh, god.
[Rucker groans]
- [Brewer] Who did this? - [Man speaks in German]
[Man speaks in German]
He says they exsanguinated him
like they did to his men.
Sergeant, nobody can bleed out a man that fast.
[Man speaks in German]
Witches can.
I want a better explanation.
Brewer!
I really think you should talk to rucker.
[Rucker groans]
You got something you wanna tell me, private?
More morphine.
- It hurts really bad. - No.
Not 'til you tell us what you know.
[Rucker vomits]
I shot one.
What the hell are you talking about?
I fucked one, and then I shot her.
- [Gun fires] - [Woman gasps]
You shot a civilian?
[Rucker whimpers]
I, she was, she, she wasn't a civilian.
[Eerie music]
She was a witch, sarge.
- [Rucker groans] - [Flies buzzing]
Get back.
As my chosen one, you will never die.
Get the hell away from me.
[Gun fires]
We're never getting out of this forest!
They won't let us.
[Rucker shrieks]
All right, all right, all right. Give this fucker his morphine.
Make it a triple shot, will ya?
Bury friar with the others.
I want a defensive position along that Ridge.
Mined with everything we got, okay?
[Radio warbles]
In five minutes, I want you to switch over to this frequency.
- [Radio humming] - 0321.
Copy, over.
[Johnson] Walsh, it's Johnson, go ahead, over.
I found the film, sir.
We were informed that another ss search party is currently in route.
But brewer, his squad is really losing it, sir.
This place, it...
It plays tricks on the mind.
[Owl hoots]
[Eerie music]
[Man retches]
Goddamn lazy surprise sons of bitches.
Fuck!
I can't take it anymore, I swear to god,
I can't take another fucking minute.
Rucker's cursed us.
[Unnerving music]
Okay, sarge?
No, he's not okay, none of us is okay.
Shut your fucking mouth or I will shut it for you. Sarge...
Speak to me.
- [Static on radio] - Sierra echo,
reading you loud and clear, over.
Four kia, one severely infirmed.
Requesting updated extraction point due to casualties, over.
Son of a bitch.
Poison gas.
[Laughs] And major Johnson's outdone himself this time.
Treating us acting like fuckin' Guinea pigs.
Sir, all I heard was static.
- Huh? - I didn't hear anything either.
What about you, korsky?
Sir, I heard exactly what you heard.
Bullshit!
This is Sierra echo, do you copy me, over.
The hell you think you're doing?
Proving to you that there is no one there.
Base come in, this is Sierra echo,
- do you copy me, over. - Put the handset down.
See, nothing.
Hello, base command, anyone, please,
my co has lost his fucking mind.
- [Gun cocks] - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- [Gun fires] - [Taft grunts]
- You shot me. - Just a graze.
Next one won't be.
Now sit the fuck down.
Private taft, you do not have permission to leave this base!
[Gun fires]
Anyone else want to question my authority?
Huh?
Anyone?
What about you, Walsh?
You hear the voice on that radio?
[Wings flapping]
Oh god, please don't kill me, please.
Please.
[Dramatic music]
Hey.
Your watch.
There was only static on that radio, korsky, and you know it.
Sarge got us through four years of this crap without getting us shot.
If he wants to hear voices on the radio, then I'll hear them too.
[Booming]
- [Fast paced music] - [Creature growls]
[Explosions booming]
Come on!
[Intense music]
Is that a pig?
I got one!
What happened?
Sarge here, he just got us our first decent meal.
Right, sarge?
[Grunts]
- Sure hope taft's all right. - Ah, he'll be fine.
Had a similar incident in marseilles.
He'll be back soon as he gets a whiff of this good ol' barbecue.
Mm, num num.
Want me to feed the kraut too?
We all know you got a soft spot for krauts,
ever since your mama fucked one.
[All laugh]
Don't make me kick your ass, you son of a bitch.
I'll feed the goddamn Jerry.
All right.
Let it be known how Americans...
Treat their prisoners.
[Laughing]
Yum, yum, yum, yum.
Nein! Nein!
[Unnerving music]
[Men vomiting]
You knew.
10 yards!
[Bolt whooshes and thuds]
- [Guns fire] - One o'clock, in the trees!
Sarge!
Sarge?
[Eerie whispers]
[Brewer grunts]
[Brewer whispering] No one respects your authority.
[Eerie whispers]
[Brewer whispering] Everyone's against you.
Walsh is a spy.
They joined the enemy.
[Man groans]
These things, they use strike and retreat tactics.
They slink off into the forest the first sign of gunfire,
only to come back for the bodies once the coast is clear.
They're scavengers.
So bullets can hurt them then.
Rucker said he shot one of them.
[Walsh] Wake his ass up, we need to know everything he does.
[Gardner] Rucker, wake up.
Rucker.
Where is he?
They're picking us off one by one.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Nah, we stay together, all right? We take the fight to them.
No more being hunted, it's time we start hunting.
Sergeant brewer gave us specific orders.
Sergeant brewer's lost his goddamn mind.
- When do we start? - Right now.
Who's with me?
Fine.
Yeah.
Suit up.
A solar compass consists of three arcs,
latitude, declination of sun and time of day
to conduct accurate land surveys,
providing one has the current coordinates.
So, numbers on that recording,
what if they're not so random after all?
I've been watching you guys.
Wanted to see if you were really gonna leave.
Welcome to join us.
So you're in charge now, huh?
These men, they're your men, brewer.
They care about you.
Hey, sarge.
We looked for you. Then we waited.
Thought maybe the gas got you.
You're a terrible liar, Morgan.
[Gun fires]
[Walsh] That was our medic!
Wasn't there from the start.
- An outsider. - [Gun fires]
- He was a good man! - He was a traitor!
So are all of ya!
[Gun fires]
[Korsky] Sarge, I'm sorry!
- [Gun fires] - [Brewer grunts]
- Hey asshole! - [Brewer growls]
- [Brewer yelling indistinct] - [Gun fires]
[Brewer] Hold it.
Hold it.
Come back, it's an order!
Come back!
- Where are you? - [Gun fires]
Come here!
- [Wood breaks] - [Bird caws]
Please, god. I just wanna see her again.
[Wings flap]
[Eerie whooshing]
Betty?
God listens.
It's impossible.
Do you remember our wedding day?
It was the best day of my life.
Do you take this woman as your beloved wife...
For the rest of your natural life?
I do.
[Melancholic music]
[Grenade explodes]
[Birds cawing]
[Gun fires]
Go, go, go, go, go!
[Birds cawing]
[Eerie whispering]
This shit ain't right, man.
[Creature squeals]
J' Hitler has only got one ball j“
j' goering's got two but very small I
j” Adolf... j“
- [birds flapping] - [Eerie whispering]
[Bird caws]
[Intense music]
[Bird caws]
- Damn. - [Korsky yells]
[Tense music]
[Radio static]
J' god bless america I
j' land that I love j“
I stand beside j'
I and guide j“
j' through the night j”
[brewer roars]
[Gun fires]
I from the mountains j“
j' to the prairies j'
god!
[Gun fires]
- You okay? - Yeah.
[Static buzzes]
[Johnson on radio] This is major Johnson, do you copy?
This is Walsh, sir, over.
All right, Walsh, use a solar compass. I'll have the coordinates for you.
Where are you going, sir?
I'm going to get my boots a little dirty.
[Bird caws]
Wait a minute.
The windmill.
It was right here, we saw it.
We saw what they wanted us to see, Freeman.
Just a illusion.
A projection of the real place
which is hidden under a concealment spell.
Impossible to find unless you have the right angle.
The right time.
And then...
It's gotta be right there.
There.
[Ominous music]
Walsh.
Walsh!
There.
There it is.
Come on.
[Bird caws]
- [Soft clattering] - [Wood creaking]
Freeman, check upstairs.
[Tense music]
The complete witches archive.
The major was only ever able to get his hands on volume one.
The Nazis got part two.
Last week one of our operatives in Berlin
was able to smuggle out a photographic copy of this.
So that's what was on the plane.
Uh huh.
Come take a look at this.
[Walsh speaks in Latin]
It's Latin for warrior's blood.
Right here it says, "oh tree of life, quench thy thirst, 'til flowers burst."
The witches, they were killing the soldiers
to live forever.
Immortality, it's real, Freeman.
If Hitler gets his hands on this...
How do you fight an army you can't even kill?
Three days ago, o.S.S. Intercepted a transmission
sent by those Germans we found in the woods,
announcing that they had found the tree for the fuhrer.
That was the real mission, Freeman.
You knew what we were up against, and you didn't say a thing?
I couldn't jeopardize the mission.
Most of the squad is dead now because of you.
You need to calm down...
[Dramatic music]
- Hey, calm down. - [Freeman growls]
Freeman, stop.
[Walsh shouts]
[Walsh] Easy, huh?
We good?
[Door creaks]
What the hell is that?
Wait.
They've been harvesting warriors for centuries.
[Tense music]
Tree of life.
Warrior's blood.
[Walsh] This is it, Freeman.
The tree of life the fuhrer's fantasized about for years.
[Eerie whispering]
[Rucker] Don't touch her.
- [Rifle thuds] - [Walsh grunts]
Hey, rucker, you put down that gun there, buddy,
and I promise I'll get us all out of here.
Jesus.
Only one problem with that, Walsh.
I like it here.
She'll be back for me soon.
Look what she did to you.
The tree.
It's gonna heal me.
They promised me that.
Rucker, they're lying to you.
They're just gonna feed you to the tree like all the others.
[Dramatic music]
[Sinister whispering]
Walsh, get up.
[Woman whispering in German]
Walsh, tags, look.
- Walsh. - Yeah.
[Woman whispers]
[Supernatural roar]
[Witch] Prepare the others.
You're up first, Freeman.
[Rucker groans]
[Intense music]
[Witches roar]
You knew we were never going home.
God.
Let's do this.
[Gun fires]
[Walsh grunts]
[Witch screams]
[Birds cawing]
[Johnson] Get up, son.
I was supposed to meet you at the extraction point.
Where are the others?
They're all dead.
Collect the flowers, let's get out of here.
[Glass shatters]
- [Woman whispers] - [Blood bubbles]
[Birds cawing and fluttering]
[Johnson sniffs]
Hmm, mustard gas.
Killed 120,000 people in world war one, before it was banned.
Think it'll still work?
Well, I imagine we're gonna find out soon.
[Woman whispering]
[Crashing]
[Canister bangs and hisses]
[Witches coughing]
[Intense music]
[Witches squealing]
[Suspenseful music]
[Witch roars loudly]
[Johnson groans]
[Walsh roars]
[Witch screams]
[Johnson grunts]
[Suspenseful music]
[Witch screams]
[Gun fires]
[Witch squeals]
[Witch screams]
[Johnson coughs]
[Walsh] Major, I'm gonna get you out of here.
Torch the bitch, torch it.
Just torch it.
[Johnson gasps]
[Witch screams]
[Intense music]
[Witch shrieks in agony]
[Engine rumbles]
[Tense music]
- [Walsh coughs] - [Man speaks in German]
[Guns cocking]
[Tense music]
[Dramatic music]
J' mine j“
I you will be mine j“
j' when the darkness I
j' draws you back to me j'
I stay j“
I you are safe here I
j' in my fortress j“
j' underneath the leaves j“
J' I want to take you below j“ j' the world you know forever j“
j' you're gonna be entwined with me I j' until the end of time j“
j' life j“
j' burns endlessly j'
j' in our eyes, love I
I you can walk to me j“
J' I wanna take you down below I
j' the world you know forever j“
j' you're gonna be j' j' entwined with me j“
j' until the end of time j“
J' you'll be entwined with me j“
j' until the end of time j“