141 years after man declared God dead,
we're in the middle of the longest winter in human history.
300 years of remorseless cold
and it probably won't end for another million,
not until every last one of us has disappeared.
The only thing left of mankind's footprint,
dwells 10 meters beneath the ice,
where the last of earth's geothermal energy pumps life
into the bowels of our crumbling infrastructure.
We are the only surviving animals.
Scavengers still driven by commerce.
Creators of the synthetic world.
Humanoids, our black blooded offspring,
engineered in our own likeness.
A race of workers
and the men who police them.
Any hope of peace was forgotten a long, lost time ago.
Outer patrol has eyes on the two humanoids
that blasted outta subterranean three.
Request splasher, over.
Copy that outer patrol, I spot 'em.
I see outer patrol ahead.
Split off.
Be advised noids are on the move.
Scanning, scanning.
Damn it lost him in the trees, he's ghost.
WANTED FROM THE ARIZONA FEDERATION. OBJECTIVE: ASH-393 HUMANOID.
SERIE: ARCTIC SURFACE 300. MODEL: HUMAN DUMMY MK9.
VIOLATION: MURDER, LEADER HUMANOIDEN-REBELLION. SPARTAN 7 MISSION: 2307-WINTER'S DREAM.
HUMANOID - THE LATEST FIGHT OF HUMANITY -
♪ Lost, lost ♪
♪ Counting the moments that never stop ♪
♪ Trapped in a dream ♪
♪ I'm, I'm, I'm more in love with your every thought ♪
Only liars wear smiles anymore.
The joy of living went extinct even before the animals did.
Buried in a tomb of permafrost
and all the humanoid pleasure models in the world
won't bring it back.
Life shapes us whether we like it or not.
It's the choices we make in the dark
when we're all alone in our secret place
that shaped the world around us
and here at the end of it all,
we sit alone together,
trapped in our decisions,
desperate for something to save us.
Devoted to the thought of her waiting for me
on the other side.
Q vapor.
The drug of choice in the 24th century.
I call it man's greatest achievement
because it's the only thing that numbs the pain,
the only thing that brings her back to me.
Mara.
Bishop... I'm right here.
I never left.
Federation alert, subject identity match,
possible Spartan seven defector collaborate Bishop.
All AGF officers report to merge sector
subterranean two possible Q vapor over dose and psychotic break.
Welcome to Binky's Pleasure Palace where your
wettest dreams come true, please...
Commander Bishop.
Sir, Commander.
He's all laid up on the Q vapor, sir.
Hey, fuck job.
General Trajan requests your report for duty.
It's time to take you home.
Get him up.
Oh my God.
Commander Bishop, are you alright, sir?
Don't call me, sir.
Merge sector two has been secured.
Prepare Bendah 51 for Spartan seven.
Bishop.
It'll be good to see you back in uniform, Bishop.
Who says I'm putting it on?
Come on, we both know you're no quitter.
Find somebody else to do your killing, Traj.
You took an oath to Spartan seven, son.
Taking off that uniform don't remove that promise.
Go ahead and arrest me then.
I broke every oath I ever took a long time ago.
I'm sorry about Mara, she was a good woman
and those are really tough to come by especially these days.
That's why I brought you in on this son.
It's time to bring closure to Mara.
We told you, your baby died, I guess we all kinda wish
she had anything'd be better than the truth.
Ash 393 cut her right outta your wife's belly,
took her God knows where.
I fought like hell to tell ya at the time,
but they figured if word got out that a mule had kidnapped
a human baby, we'd have panic genocide on our hands.
Are you telling me,
my child is still alive?
Yes Bishop, but more importantly, I'm giving you
an opportunity to get her back.
You find Ash, you'll find your daughter.
A daughter.
Our daughter Mara.
It's been five years,
how could she survive this long on the ice?
She has no DNA enhancements.
Enhancement process final stages of mitosis.
Sequencing with cloned genetic material complete.
No human has ever made it more than
a day in sub 60 without isolation gel.
Could she really be alive?
DNA reconfiguration complete.
The endogenic markers for strength
and wound healing identified.
If they can resurrect a broken man
then I guess anything is possible.
They brought me back Mara
to a place I never thought I'd return.
Spartan seven, slave police.
Ishmael.
What happened to you, brother?
You never came to me for help.
Ready for this?
I don't know, Ish.
Come on Commander, your team is waiting.
All UCF armored assault crew members report.
Ash 393 is considered to be the most sophisticated mule
ever created by man.
A class one Arctic surface humanoid 300 series
with full access to AI.
He's a leader of the rogue humanoid rebellion.
And yes, he's lethal.
Wanted for numerous crimes against the Arizona Federation
he most recently led an attack in the north east corridor.
Melted down reactor 12, killed 28.
Intel says Ash is playing bitch somewhere deep inside
dead zone seven one four.
Hiding in the dead zone don't sound so smart to me.
The reactor melt down makes some of this noid's brain
suck it's core soft, huh Commander?
Not as soft as your pecker, El Hatta.
Payback is a bitch, just like you, huh Kix.
Alright knock it off.
Five years ago I sent a Spartan team out to eliminate Ash,
now we lost contact with them right about here.
Temps up there've been documented sub-arctic.
Your insulation gel will stay active for 48 hours
after that, your thermal protection will drop incrementally
by one percent for hour of exposure.
In other words we got four days
before we become popsicles?
You ain't gonna need that long, son.
Question, General.
What is it, Kix?
What if our retread Commander blows a fuse out there
on the ice, can I bleed him quiet? Then bury him in the snow?
He's had more kills than you've had wet dreams, Sargent.
You're in perfectly capable hands.
Yeah, well, that was a long time ago, General,
before the Q vapor freeze dried his gray matter.
Commander Bishop.
Ya have the floor.
Weapons systems.
What do we got?
Every state of the art piece of equipment
presently known to man.
Oregon blasters, sonic grenades, raydon cannons,
your combined fire power could probably melt every
last ice cube in the dead zone.
You three are well aware of the unbalanced magnetic fields
created by the meteor strike.
Why are we being issued electronic weapons anyways?
Recon finally came back with some scientifically sound
calculations about dead zone magnetics.
I personally had R&D redesign your pulse cannons
to hold a charge deep inside the dead zone.
I'd like to request five carbine rifles, 3000 rounds
of ammunition and 50 thermal grenades for back up, sir.
I like the sound of that, Commander.
They say this used to be one of hottest
deserts on earth, a 500 miles radius of lifeless tundra
they call dead zone 71 four,
I guess hell finally froze over.
Another needle in a haystack mission, Ish,
you've got to love it.
Yeah, I don't get it, this noid could be anywhere
after five years on the ice.
Why'd brass wait so long to send us out anyway?
Ah, procrastination is like masturbation my friend,
in the beginning it feels good but in the end you are only
fucking yourself.
I went full data dose for this, Commander,
you've got yourself a lean mean killing machine. Whoo.
I never need no enhancement to take out a noid.
That's cause you've never seen one those things rip
a man's arm off.
You feel me, Ish?
That's right.
If it ups my kill ratio, I'm cool with it.
I installed a meta rapport on Varner's third series AI
imprint system over half the case studies went clinically
insane 10 years after implant.
You should have no problem there, Kix.
You are already insane.
Sorry about all of that shit that went down in Floyd pass, sir.
Between us, this mission ain't about policing noids,
it's personal, we'll be your devil dogs Bishop
and we want some get back.
Hey, Bishop whatcha gonna do with that?
Shave your legs?
When the power source cuts out and that blaster of yours
turns into a shiny black stick,
what are you gonna do with it then?
Shove it up that alabaster's ass, hoorah.
Hoorah!
I'm picking up something warm
on the other side of this snow bank.
Okay, Kix, warm up the saw.
That's the best idea you had all day, Bishop.
Kix, wait for my mark.
You're the boss, Commander.
We got a dead man walking.
I thought this noid was bright?
Hatta, slow your roll.
We need to find out who's underneath that hood before
we fire at an innocent.
This is Commander Bishop, Spartan seven humanoid task force.
You're standing on Federation land, dead zone seven one four,
state your business.
Under Federation authorization code C four seven five one,
I request to see genome documentation, you have five seconds
to comply, five,
four,
three,
two,
one.
Subject is on the move, permission to fire.
Permission denied, Kix. We have no idea who that is.
We'll engage him on foot.
I'm taking the shot.
Cease fire, cease fire Kix, that's an order.
Ishmael, do we have a visual?
Negative, he's ghost.
Damn you, Bishop. I had that mule on lock.
Subatai!
Commander, Commander, are you alright?
Where's Subatai?
Subatai.
Subatai!
What the fuck?
No! My fucking truck, damn noids.
Fuck man, look at this shit.
That's made a bag of smashed assholes
of this electrical system.
You'd be a BFH to fix this cluster fuck.
BFH?
A Big Fucking Hammer, dumb dumb.
Our gear and ammo are toast.
We're 800 miles out of bounds.
That's a hell of a long walk home without snow shoes.
We're not going anywhere without Ash.
The first time I agree with you, Bishop.
There's a probe, near the dead zone that has emergency
supplies, we make it there, we got a chance.
Then let us get back to the hunt.
We won't have to worry about hunting Ash.
He'll be hunting us.
Humanoids were created
and conditioned to serve.
They're stronger than us.
Built specifically to endure this climate.
They are bred hairless with acidic black blood.
Like mules, they cannot reproduce.
A fail safe against any future genetic competition.
Their creators say that it is in that nondesire to
replicated their own image that keeps them docile
but something is different now.
Their rebellion is spreading
they fight as if they had something to protect,
something to preserve.
The blood is fresh but not human.
Let's find what's at the end of the blood trail.
Aw hell, it smells like something big
died in there.
Yeah, Hatta shit his Spartan suit again.
All I smell is the pussy on your breath Kix.
Cut the chatter Spartans, stay sharp.
Alright, split off.
Here little buddy, come on noid,
come to big papa.
Button it up, Hatta, this place has got my skin
crawling, who the fuck knows what's in here.
Alright Ish, I'm going in.
Got your back, Commander, let's do this.
Boom, you're dead Kix.
Suck on my pig sick, Hatta.
What the hell do you make of this, Commander?
Noid art?
Hey, body.
Hey!
Ah, he stinks of shit, lucky he's dead,
let's take a blood sample.
Hatta!
Get the fuck outta the way, Goddamn pussy,
fuck you, get the fuck outta the way!
Noid mother fucker must pay.
Hey, dog face!
Come get some!
You've fucked with the wrong gangster this time.
I love the taste of blood blot soap in the morning!
Damn noid's heat signature didn't register on the scopes,
I took him for a dead man.
Electrical's failing, we're getting closer
to the dead zone, you're good?
Son of a bitch!
Electricals fine, Commander.
Nice Kix, how extremely insightful of you.
I've never seen a noid with hair before.
That's cause they don't grow hair, dipshit.
Mutated humanoids do.
You're right, it's a Sammy 69 seven H.
A Sammy 69 seven H?
Isn't that an old pleasure model?
Probably the gal you lost your virginity to, El Hatta.
Are you cold?
No, sir.
Stuff it in you rotten chuck.
Can you walk on that leg?
Yeah.
You're gonna make it, brother.
The ice humbles all men.
It reveals our limitations,
our weaknesses,
our humanness,
but in the dead zone,
the ice is merciless.
Looks like someone else had the same
bright idea as you, Bishop.
When it rains it pours.
Clear!
Looks like your Q vapor brained friends jacked
this place for a fix, Commander.
Great, now we're out here playing cowboys
and fucking Indians only we're the fucking Indians,
and everybody knows the fucking Indians never win, man.
Mules have no combat training, we do.
Now re-kit, warm up, truck the mule for DNA reconfiguration.
I'll contact base.
I say we hike to the next probe.
The next probe's 100 miles from here,
we'd be dead before we got 50.
You don't look so good, Ish.
You're not going to die on me,
are you little buddy?
Fuck you, El Hatta.
Embrace the suck.
We encountered the enemy just outside the dead zone,
the mo-raps totaled, Subatai is FIA, but we terminated
a mutated humanoid in the process.
So was the mutated humanoid Ash 393?
Negative, the mutant was showing signs of hormonal
disfiguration, we retained a sample for examination.
I don't give a rat's ass about mutated noids.
I want Ash 393 and I want him dead and disintegrated.
Understood, General.
We'll continue the pursuit, send a mo-rap.
Ismael has partial freeze, he needs evac immediately.
What's that son you're breaking up.
General, can you hear me?
Send an evac, I repeat send an evac.
We gonna hold up in this dungeon all night or what?
An electromagnetic storm is coming, if we wait,
we lose Ash, if we move now, we still have a chance.
I can make it, Commander.
Kix, I need you to stay behind with Ishmael until the storm blows over.
I'm not a fucking babysitter.
Just relay Trajan's orders.
He wants Ash dead.
Then that's what I'm here to do.
I was born to hunt, Commander.
The snow catch should arrive in the morning, Ish.
All you gotta do is stay warm until then.
Can you do that for me, Spartan?
I can make it, Commander.
Stay strong brother, I'll see you at the top.
What's the matter, Kix?
Where's the bad bitch with the big round balls now?
I got your bridge hanging right here, Hatta.
This forest is haunted.
Shit.
What the fuck.
Welcome to the dead zone.
Your pulse rifles are useless here.
Says who?
The magnetic die poles,
they repulse elec charged particles.
Trajan was wrong then.
And full of shit.
This devil dog's going in.
Hatta left flank.
Fuckin'.
Are you hurt?
Course not, I can't say the same for Trajan's old buddy,
Bill Carson.
You found old Bill, huh?
He was a Spartan five and a friend.
Set up a perimeter, we'll set up camp here
and give him a proper burial.
This Ash, think he's something special.
I got something for his ass.
I have walked with the devil side by side,
him waiting, watching for me to fall,
but I never fall, he waited so he could plan
in his black blood.
I am going to find you Ash, because you fucked with the wrong
gangster today.
Why are you always reading that same book, Kix?
What's in there that's so special?
Men do not perish as a result of lost wars
but by the loss of that force of resistance which is
contained only in pure blood, where a racially pure people
which is conscious of it's blood can never be enslaved, in
this world he will forever be master
over bastards and bastards alone.
A humanoid mule is totally incapable of reproducing its own
kind, that's the only thing its creators got right.
You're kicking that deep stuff now, Kix.
That book teach you all that?
Mein Kampf |My combat| helps me understand what I'm hunting,
and why every single last mule must be exterminated
in order for the human race to survive.
Lay off the bunk bootleg data injects, Kix.
Your psychotic propaganda annoys me.
Adolph Hitler was a fallen prophet,
his message is our salvation.
You are one sick puppy, Kix.
What we have to fight for is the freedom and independence
of the fatherland so that our people may be enabled to
fulfill the mission assigned to him by the creator.
There is no more fatherland, there's only what's left
of this nearly uninhabitable earth, the atmosphere was
destroyed by us, no one else is to blame.
What about the asteroid, Bishop?
I've been to the crater, I seen it with my own eyes.
Looks more like an atomic bomb hit to me.
It was an inside job, it always is,
humanity is responsible for this eternal winter,
not God or the humanoid.
When an epoch ceases to be hunted by the shadow of its
own guilt it will brutally and ruthlessly prune off the
wild shoots and tear out the weeds.
I'll be looking for you in the unkept fields, Bishop.
Pshoo.
Okay Kix, since you seem to have so much energy tonight,
why don't you take first watch?
Have fun reading your book.
Mara.
Come on, Bishop. Come on.
Follow.
Look alive Spartan, there's something in them trees.
I'm going to send you back to hell
you yellow light devil.
Bishop,
I marked him, Commander.
I marked him real good for you.
Bishop, I'm right here.
You missed the fucking shot from 10 meters away,
you're all fucking washed up, man.
Trajan hadn't a scraped you outta the gutter
I would have made fucking Commander
and my team would still be fucking alive.
Now it's your turn, Bishop.
Alpha mike foxtrot also known as adios motherfucker.
Submit or you'll never pull a trigger again.
You don't have the guts you spineless son of a bitch.
They were wrong, Mara,
there is life in the dead zone,
I won't give up, I won't stop until I find our daughter.
Be with me, my love,
be with me now.
Ash.
Come on Bishop, come on Bishop, come on Bishop.
Follow.
Hurry up.
Come on, slow poke.
Come this way.
Come on, come on friend, warm.
Come on, hey, you're gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay,
don't die, I need you come on warm up friend, come on,
come back, don't die.
Let's watch it again.
Stop it, you'll break it.
Last time, I promise.
I swear from this day to the end of days
I will love you, honor you if you will have me.
I will, now and forever.
Shh, shh, stop, before you hurt yourself... shhh.
I'm Atka, it's okay. I'm here to help you.
Let me go.
I helped you.
Where are my clothes?
How long was I out?
Not long enough.
You're welcome.
Bishop.
Where are we?
This is Quanik's house.
Quanik?
He's been waiting for you.
How did he get this way?
He died.
Never mind, I have to get back on the trail.
How do I get out of here?
What are you searching for?
Death?
That's funny.
That is all the dead zone has to offer you people.
I'm looking for a man.
He is no man, his blood is black as coal.
You know him.
I watch him bury you alive,
you're dead to him now,
he will trouble you no more.
He stole something from me,
something very special.
What?
My child.
The little girl is yours?
Little girl?
Yeah, but I thought she was one of them.
Can you take me to her?
It's dangerous, she's protected.
Please Atka, my life means nothing without her.
Quanik thought that the time of red blood is near it's end
that the day human bled black blood will soon come.
He lived for 143 years and had very many visions
that came to pass as truth, he said there would be no cure
for the black blood.
Ash 393's near, I can feel his presence.
His scent has no life, his path has no purpose,
his tracks only exist in the past.
It's like following a ghost.
Ghost's have a soul, he does not.
Technically a ghost is a soul.
You are not funny, Bishop.
I have seen how they kill, suicide is a better fate.
If you're afraid, I understand, just point me
in the right direction and I'll go it alone.
We must find Cage.
Hiding isn't my style.
Not to hide, Cage is a man, a mean old fighting man
with many weapons, he lives a full days walk
inside the dead zone.
No human is that crazy.
I didn't say he wasn't crazy.
Come, I know the way.
Hello guest, my name is Sara, I'm sorry but my husband's
out right now, please call again later.
We'll wait.
It's a cookie, this is milk.
I can see that, Sara.
Where'd you get them?
I made 'em of course from scratch.
My husband loves mine more than his mommy's.
You made the milk from scratch?
What the hell is going on out here?
You're a humanoid.
Why do you have hair?
My husband says that German prefer blondes but
unfortunately I'm a brunette, so...
Where do you come from, Sara?
I was born here in this cabin.
You know that's impossible, tell me the truth,
where do you come from.
You're a long way from that probe line, Spartan,
but you ain't telling me what you're doing in my cabin.
He's a friend, Cage.
There's no need for your weapon.
Aye, well, he better answer me true, cause if he doesn't,
I'm gonna make his face into a puddle.
I'm looking for a little girl, she was abducted by
a rogue humanoid, my companion here tells me that you may be able to assist.
This is no Spartan help desk, honey, and I don't like
wasting my breath on Federation trash, Spartan my ass.
As I said we would appreciate any information you or Sara
may have regarding the whereabouts of the little girl,
she'd be about five years old right now,
if you can't help, we'll kindly be on our way.
No questions asked.
And what if I don't wanna help, answer me,
what if I don't want to help ya,
what happens then?
Have I addressed your query?
Oh you rat fink piece of Spartan trash,
you and your Indian whores can go kiss my hairy ass.
You won't touch my wife
you bastard, or else I'll kill you
and your whore right...
You got a permit to have this mutated noid?
Pumping breast milk for your cookies?
She ain't a noid, you spineless punk, she's Sara,
now don't you be wasting her, I'm too old to train a new one
the way I like it,
I know where all them rebel noids are hiding.
Where are they?
I've been trading with 'em Spartan straight up I have,
I've been trading with 'em.
Trading with fugitive humanoids?
Maybe you'll only get 30 years and old Sara here, she'll
be more than happy to get back to the local pleasure palace
pumping milk for cookies.
Okay, okay I'll help you, but we gotta wait for them
over there at the meet, it's over there around about a ways,
it's no more than a couple of mile.
Okay pookey, daddy's here now, it's daddy to come
and protect ya, come to daddy.
No harm's gonna come to ya now, that nasty man will never...
Hey, you got no couth, you son of a bitch.
You got anymore fire power than this?
Does a polar bear piss in the Irish on the woods?
This old hardware is from a time long before yours.
Sargent Ulysses H Cage, Spartan three, retired after 30 years
of honorable service in the field, my ass.
Spartans don't retire, you either die like a hero
or you go AWOL like a coward.
Why don't you put this piece of iron down, you little
twat and I'll just show you exactly how much of coward I am.
Why'd you run away then?
Came time for a promotion. Well, there was just the two
of us, me with 30 years of experience in the field,
and that cocky young upstart straight from the academy.
He had all the enhancements crap all that, artificial
intelligence implants and all, yeah, yeah.
There was just the room for one of us and it was either
my way or his way, I guess the powers that be,
didn't like the way my sympathies lay, so, Trajan
son of a bitch, Trajan he got made Commander and me...
I got dumped off out here.
Trajan?
General Trajan?
General?
Yeah, yeah, that figures, I always knew that son of a bitch
would suck his way up that greasy pole,
hell even when I knew him back then, he had his nose stuck
so far up the brass's ass, he could smell
what they had for breakfast.
Duty calls.
That's where I meet up with them noids, right over there.
You make sure you're shooting straight those 30 odd six
cartridges have got a kick and I do not want to be getting
a dose of lead poisoning before this lots all over.
To small to be a humanoid.
Who are you?
Aw shit, Kix.
Who?
Why's that man pointing a gun at my husband?
Don't let them hurt my man.
Shut her up.
Stay down, Nazi bitch.
No! Pookey, Pookey.
Pookey, no, no, no, no, no.
Pookey no, please no, don't.
Don't leave me please, no please.
It was a bad plan anyway.
The strategy is to destroy the enemy from within,
to conquer him through himself,
don't become the enemy, Bishop.
Personification of the devil is the symbol of all evil.
Assumes the living shape of the humanoid,
that's you black blood.
Let me go you, you sub Seconal bastard.
The fuck off of me, we'll kill every last one of you.
Save your breath for your attempt
to make peace with God, Spartan.
What the fuck do you noids know about God?
You're hatched like rats in a lab.
Is the color of our blood so different?
Are we not all God's children?
God didn't make you, we did, you just a soulless abomination...
I'm sorry, I cannot hear you,
your heart is in pain?
Well, let me have look.
Ancient warriors believed the heart was sacred.
That a hunter who tasted it's flesh
gained insight into the spirit world.
But I see no spirit world, perhaps she was the one
devoid of a soul.
Food for God's creatures.
You disappoint me, Bishop.
I expected so much more from the husband of Mara.
You're more of a bully than a man.
Barbarous and cruel.
A daughter, our daughter, Mara.
Come on Bishop, come on.
Come this way.
Hut.
Waiting for you, waiting for you.
Are you my daughter?
My name is Alucia, I've been waiting for you.
Am I dead?
Do you feel dead?
Not exactly,
just exhausted.
You've been dreaming.
Yes, I have.
And you were there.
I didn't want you to get lost.
Leave him be, Alucia.
Okay, daddy.
Why am I still alive?
I made a promise to your wife.
You killed her.
No, that is what they want you to believe.
Why did you do it?
Why did you take her from me?
Mara was my creator, she nurtured me even though I was
different, she was my mother.
You don't have mothers.
The Federation quarantined us for testing after we began
to show slight genetic anomalies.
Anomalies that high command didn't like.
Like what?
Hair?
Some of us.
Others such as myself were more... advanced.
We had developed the ability to reproduce.
Your wife kept it a secret for a very long time,
when she threatened to expose the secret,
High Command stepped in.
They thought it was a secret worth keeping
at all costs.
Stop this, you have no right, this is...
Your research here is finished, you noid herding bitch.
No! You killed her, I saw it with my own eyes.
I didn't kill her, I tried to save her,
she died in my arms.
She begged me to take the baby, but...
It was to late.
Liar!
I understand why you do not believe me.
It is hard to accept that your world is broken,
even as you begin to pick up the pieces,
but maybe, you'll believe her.
Come Alucia, let's play elsewhere.
Bishop, I'm sorry my love.
I wanted to tell you but...
I feared for your life I learned the truth to late.
I was wrong, we were all wrong.
We created them but we do not control them.
We are not their God,
their fate is their own.
Like us, they can love and they can create offspring.
They have souls that long for freedom.
The humanoids must be set free.
Do you remember we talked about going to this place?
Yes.
All the way across this land to here.
And can you remember what this place was called?
Selegna Soul.
That's right, Selegna Soul, so we're gonna be leaving
this cold cave to Selegna Soul where it's warm and nice,
are you looking forward to it?
Yes.
Me too.
Why did you come back
and risk all this?
I was once a slave who dreamt of the day I could walk
on the ice a free man, no matter how many men tried to beat
that dream outta my mind I just hid it deeper within my
heart, and now that I am a free man that walks on the ice.
I find myself tending to this beautiful flower.
Who thirsts for more than my simple dream.
This is no place for the mind of a child to thrive.
Your wife talked of a magnificent place to the west.
Where the ice is known to thaw and seasons have been
recorded for decades.
It's a myth, anyone who's ever searched for it
has never returned.
Would you return to this desolate place if you even found
one shred of beauty?
Just one tiny flower in bloom could change the
course of mankind, let alone a man's mind.
Your wife promised to show me the way to this place.
The next day they cut her down.
And the promise of Selegna Soul died with her.
No, she hid the coordinates deep within my DNA somehow.
My intuition was guided to rediscover it.
Selegna Soul.
It's a pretty long hike to the other side of the world.
It will be the journey of a life time.
Trajan will send us Spartan's to hunt you.
Not if he thinks I'm dead.
This is one of the original prototypes for
the Ash 300 series, murdered during the rebellion.
I induced DNA synthesis through epigenetic reprogramming
of my own embryonic stem cells.
Once symmetric infusion occurred his DNA
became identical to mine.
You made a barbecued clone of yourself.
I will travel with you to deliver the body.
No, you are a free man.
But promise me one thing.
Name it.
Alucia makes it to Selegna Soul.
Done.
It's just you and me now, Mara.
Just you and me.
All alone on the ice.
You were right about them,
you were always right.
It is murder and always was
the crime that I'm guilty of.
I surrender.
I surrender everything,
even that waterfall of memories I chose to drown in.
Mara.
With this final act,
this deliverance,
I give up everything
I ever hoped to be.
Commander Bishop, it's good to see you alive, son.
Trajan Spartan mission winter stream accomplished.
Ash's body is wrapped and ready,
send in the extraction team.
Well done, Spartan.
You'll be a hero back in the world.
Not interested.
Did you find out where the rest of those
alabastards are hiding?
Oh come on now Bishop, we know they've been out there
reproducing like jack rabbits for decades.
Why don't you slither outta that hologram
and find them yourself Trajan?
Now look Bishop, if you don't wanna cooperate
we can always extract the information from your
neural implant posthumously if necessary.
Is that what you told my wife
before you murdered her?
It was never personal Bishop, she would of made
replication as a capital crime it was your wife's scientific
ambition that signed her death warrant.
The survival of the human race takes precedence
over your petty grievances.
I died 1000 times to get here, Trajan,
and I'll die 1000 more to see your head on a pike.
I trained you well Bishop, to well.
I figured you'd be dead by now,
would've saved me a whole lot of trouble.
Cut out the last loose ends of this very messy situation.
Sorry to disappoint you, General.
Check the body.
He's our man, General.
Ash 393 is dead as a door nail, sir.
Excellent, the Federation just got a little safer.
Now give us the coordinates to the humanoid settlement
or prepare for a lobotomy.
I don't think so Trajan.
Let's see if your implants can survive a good old
fashioned grenade blast.
Come on now, Commander, you knew how this would end
and so did your wife, you have to choose where your
loyalties lie, with those ice monkeys, they're one step
above machines without us, they have no future.
They were built for us, by us, they aren't our children,
they're our slaves, our survival will ultimately depend
upon their extermination.
Open your eyes Bishop, we're surrounded by ice,
this planet is dead, there's just not enough resources
to go around these days.
Would you choose them over your own species?
If this is what we've become,
then yes I choose them.
You've descended to the rank of fubar,
fucked up beyond all recognition
and ate up to your Spartan core.
Alpha Mike Foxtrot otherwise known as
adios mother fuckers.
Kill them, kill 'em all!
What's wrong?
What's wrong with the weapons?
My weapons are malfunctioning.
Experiencing weapon malfunction, sir.
Welcome to the dead zone, assholes.
This ain't over Bishop, you just made my shit list.
I will see to it personally that you hang as a traitor
to the Arizona Federation.
Hanged by the neck until dead!
She brought me good luck.
Almost went full popsicle until I met my new friends here.
It's good to see you alive, brother.
Who was it that put us in charge
of the world?
How did that lie become our truth?
No one cares to remember.
Only the hardened heart of nature
casts honest men on to the ice now.
And out of the dead zone comes life,
after 300 years of slavery,
the humanoids are walking towards freedom.
We did it, Mara.
Thank you, my love.
I'll see you at the top.
In a world overrun by cowards,
the only thing left for a man to do is fight,
fight 'em til hell freezes over,
then fight 'em on ice.
Added so many commas and periods. Added missing words, synced, corrected. All done by me: H@w-to-kiLL, from subscene.com.