Loa, report.
No additional Kaiju are within scanning range.
For now.
Let's keep moving.
The High Priestess will keep sending them.
She won't let us take the child away.
In a few minutes, Mom, we'll be out of her reach forever.
Hayley.
He's waking up.
Boy?
Boy, are you okay?
Do you know who I am?
He remembers.
We got to him in time.
We're leaving the Sisters' territory now.
Next stop, Sydney Base.
We should now be in communications range.
See, Mom? There it is.
Atlas Destroyer to Sydney Base.
-Do you read? -What if it's abandoned?
-No. -The whole coast could be--
They'll respond. Don't worry.
This is Atlas Destroyer calling Sydney Base.
-Do you read?
Atlas Destroyer, pilot identification, please.
We're…
…survivors.
Please clarify.
We have Ranger Brina Travis aboard. She's wounded. Permission to approach.
-Proceed to Gantry 4.
Finally.
Ranger Travis?
Brina. What happened to you?
Let's save it for the debrief, Marshal.
Right now, please tell me my husband made it out.
Brina!
-Brina!
-Dad! -Dad!
Come here, you two.
Don't let go.
I won't.
What's that beeping sound?
Who cares? We made it, Mom.
We all made it.
There's nothing more for you to worry about.
No.
We love you, Mom.
Oh, Mom.
-All life signs have ended.
Her injuries were simply too severe.
Thanks to you both, however, she has finished well.
Thank you, Loa.
For giving our mother such a beautiful gift.
It was my honor.
Loa? Give me the odds we'll actually make it out of here.
I no longer provide odds. Only facts.
Then what are the facts?
The High Priestess wields control over all hybrid Kaiju.
Therefore, she has us outnumbered.
What am I doing?
How can I possibly pull this off?
Please clarify.
I do not have what it takes to get us out, Loa.
And why is that?
I don't know.
It's the story of my life?
I never get anything right.
Only facts, please.
How about these?
The son of famous pilots flunked his Jaeger training
and lied to his family about it.
The brother tasked with protecting his little sister
couldn't keep her out of danger.
And the cadet who ghost drifted to steal a pilot's skills
had to have his sister help their mother pass away because his mind was too jacked.
No response?
No facts to relieve my guilt?
Right.
You don't even know what guilt is.
Guilt? I was responsible for the deaths of my previous pilots.
How so?
As the first AI built with an emotion chip,
I exhibited an unforeseen behavior.
Worry.
The odds of my pilot surviving our final mission were low.
Therefore,
I refused to go into battle.
Really?
What did they do?
They switched to manual control.
And I could do nothing but watch them fight.
And watch them die.
That kind of seems more like their fault than yours.
If I had gone into that battle fully functioning,
I could have perhaps kept them alive.
So, yes,
I do know what guilt is.
I guess we both failed those we loved.
Thank you.
For?
Not saying anything and just sitting with me.
Well, sitting sullenly is what I do best.
It's a nice change.
Having a sister.
By the power of the Kaiju.
-So shall it be. So shall it be.
So shall it be. So shall it be.
Sisters of the Kaiju, the reign of the Messiah has come.
For the glory of the beast. In the service of the gods.
By the power of the Kaiju.
-For the glory of the beast.
In the service of the gods.
-By the power of the Kaiju.
-Boy, it's okay. It's me.
You remember me, don't you?
For the glory of the beast. In the service of the gods.
-By the power of the Kaiju.
For the glory of the beast. In the service of the gods.
-We didn't save him in time. No! No, that can't be. Boy!
So shall it be.
-So shall it be. So shall it be.
-He's mutating. Get him outside! -In Ichor and bone, acid and fang.
That we may be worthy. That we may attend.
So shall it be.
-Boy! No! Stop! -So shall it be! So shall it be!
No!No!
-See us. Know us.
Call us. Free us. Master Savior.
Boy, no! Stop!
-What?!
Boy! Stop!
Your will is our bidding.
Your carnage, our rite.
Your scions, our destiny.
-Rend, destroy, devour.
-Rend, destroy, devour!
Rend, destroy, devour!
Messiah, we welcome you.
Now, crush your enemy.
Don't hurt him!
It's him or us!
No! Stop! Stop!
What are you doing?
-Hayley! Back off!
Impacts are threatening hull integrity.
Loa, activate Saber Chain.
No! Taylor, please!
What's Apex doing here?
Who cares? He's trying to save us.
Not us. Boy.
That scanning beam.
He was using it last time to see our memories.
Is he trying to give them back?
It appears that is exactly what Apex is attempting to do.
Fight it, Messiah. The creature seeks to defile your soul.
Our savior needs us.
Fill him with prayers.
We must shield his mind from bane and corruption.
Your will is our bidding.
Your carnage, our rite.
Your scions, our destiny.
Your will is our bidding.
Your carnage, our rite.
-Your scions, our destiny.
Rend, destroy, devour.
Rend, destroy, devour!
Boy! Don't!
We need to pull them apart.
Warning. Cascade failure due to rhomboid servo damage.
-Shut it down and reset. -Affirmative.
Hurry!
Come on! Come on. Come on.
System reset successful. Rhomboid servos back online.
Let's move.
Apex! We'll hold him. Finish it!
Apex did it. We have Boy again.
Welcome back.
Loa, what's wrong with the scanner?
Exterior array has sustained damage.
You've gotta have another way of tracking incoming Kaiju. Right?
Negative.
Then we won't see anything coming at us.
Not from any distance. Only what is visible through the visor.
Wait. The scout tank. Joel installed a scanner.
Let's grab it and get out of here.
Sound the call.
Our Messiah has been taken from us.
And those responsible will pay.
The Sisters! They're here!
Which means Kaiju aren't far behind.
Let's go!
Boy! They're coming for us.
We need to leave here.
Please, Boy. We have to hurry!
Loa, how long before we reach Sydney Base if we run as fast as possible?
17 hours, 48 minutes, 11 seconds. Uninterrupted.
If we trade off, we can do this. Right?
I know I can.