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hours.
Damn bastards.
They say we're still in too far,
and they can't risk coming in.
We're assets, Dillon.
Expendable assets.
It comes with the job.
I can accept it.
Bullshit.
You're just like the rest of us.
Shitload of good a chopper's
gonna do us in here anyhow.
Sergeant?
Sergeant! Sergeant!
Who hit us today?
I don't know.
I only saw one of them
camouflaged.
He was there.
Those eyes disappeared.
What was that?
Those eyes, they...
they disappeared.
I know one thing, Major.
I drew down
and fired straight at it.
Capped off 200 rounds
in the minigun...
Full pack.
Nothing...
nothing on this earth
could have lived.
Not at that range.
Mac, you take first watch...
then you get some rest, OK?
Ask her what she saw.
Ask her what happened
to Hawkins.
Go ahead, ask her.
Qu pas hoy?
Qu fue lo que viste?
Te dijo lo que s.
Fue la selva que se lo llev.
Qu ms quiere que te diga?
Same fucking thing.
The jungle,
it came alive and took him.
Billy, you know something.
What is it?
I'm scared, Poncho.
Bullshit.
You ain't afraid of no man.
There's something out there
waiting for us...
and it ain't no man.
We're all gonna die.
The man's losing it.
He's losing his cool.
Nothing but a couple guys
running around....
and we gotta take 'em.
Still don't understand,
Dillon, do you?
Whatever it is out there,
it killed Hopper...
and now it wants us.
Here we are again, bro...
just you and me.
Same kind of moon,
same kind of jungle.
Real number-ten night, remember?
Whole platoon...
32 men chopped into meat...
and we walk out,
just you and me.
Nobody else.
Right on top of them.
Not a scratch.
Not a fucking scratch.
You know, whoever got you...
he'll come back again,
and when he does...
I'm going to cut your name
right into him.
I'm going to cut your name
into him.
- What the hell is it?
- Mac!
Where are you?
Over here!
Mac!
Aah!
Mac!
Fuck!
Mac, where are you?
Mac, where are you?
Jesus.
I got you, motherfucker.
I killed you, you fuck.
Jesus, you killed a pig.
Think you could have
found something bigger?
Fuck you, Poncho. Fuck you.
Where's the girl?
Aw, shit!
Why the hell
wasn't anybody watching her?
Why didn't she try to get away?
Look at her.
She's scared out of her mind.
Major,
you better take a look at this.
Blain's body, it's gone.
It came in through
the tripwires.
Took it right out
from under our noses.
That boar had to set off
a tripflare...
because there ain't
no other tracks.
How could anyone
get through this...
and carry out Blain
without us knowing it?
Why didn't he try and kill
one of us?
He came to get the body.
He's killing us one at a time.
Like a hunter.
He's using the trees.
Yesterday, what did you see?
You're wasting your time.
No more games.
I don't know what it was.
It...
Go on.
It changed colors
like the chameleon.
It uses the jungle.
Blain and Hawkins
were killed by a lizard?
That's a bullshit psych job.
There's 2 or 3 men out there.
Fucking lizard!
What's your name?
Anna.
Anna, the thing is hunting us.
All of us.
You know that.
- What the hell are you doing?
- We'll need everyone.
I'm taking her back.
We leave in five minutes.
- We're not going yet.
- Rendezvous is ten miles away.
You think
the chopper's going to wait?
We make a stand now,
or nobody will be left.
There is something else.
When the big man was killed,
you must have wounded it.
Its blood was on the leaves.
If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Look out.
You really think this Boy Scout
bullshit's gonna work?
It can see tripwires.
Maybe it can't see this.
Instead of complaining,
maybe you should help.
What makes you think
he'll come through here?
The trees have tripwires
every 50 yards.
This is the only way in.
When I was little,
we found a man.
He looked like... like butchered.
The old women in the village
crossed themselves...
and whispered crazy things,
such strange things.
El diablo, cazador de

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