alone.
There are pockets of Resistance
all around the planet.
We are at the brink.
Do you wanna see a magic trick?
Hold that up.
Press the button.
[RADIO STATIC]
JOHN [ON RADIO]: Effective range of their
main weapon is less than 1 00 meters.
They pack a lot of firepower,
but the T-600s are heavy and slow.
They are a primitive design.
-Who is that?
JOHN: If you can't outrun them...
-I don't know.
-...then you have one option.
Their motor cortex is partially
exposed at the back of their neck.
A knife to this area will disorient
their tracking device, but not for long.
Above all, stay alive.
You have no idea...
...how important you are ,
and how important you will become.
The machines are advancing
even faster than I told you they would.
I've seen it with my own eyes.
They're inventing new Terminators,
new ways of killing us.
Skynet is planning something big.
But the Resistance
is planning something bigger.
This is John Connor.
If you're listening to this,
you are the Resistance.
[SIGNAL BUZZES OFF]
John Connor.
We gotta find this guy.
[SPARKING]
MARCUS:
Ow.
KYLE: So you get it working?
MARCUS: Almost.
Good. Look,
I figure we head east, right?
We go through the desert, then we can
connect with the Resistance there.
-I'm heading north.
KYLE: No, no, no.
The machines control the whole
northern sector, up to San Francisco.
-That's Skynet Central.
-I have to find someone.
There's a lot you don't understand
about Skynet, okay?
It's just too dangerous for us
to go there.
What about the L.A. branch?
Come on, man.
We need to get out of L.A.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[CAR STEREO
PLAYING ROCK MUSIC]
What is that?
Something my brother
used to listen to.
[STEREO CLICKS OFF]
Star, get out.
Don't look at me like that, Star.
Out. Get out!
[SIGHS]
KYLE: You're leaving?
You're gonna leave us?
Oh, I get it.
You wanna know the difference
between us and the machines?
We bury our dead.
But no one is coming to bury you.
[WHIRRING]
KYLE:
Aerostat!
-It's a scout for the Terminators.
-Go, drive!
The Aerostats heard the music!
[TIRES SQUEALING]
-Keep it steady!
-I've never driven before.
Hold the wheel!
[AEROSTAT AND KYLE GRUNTING]
This thing's pissing me off!
Kid!
Hold on!
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[PANTING]
If the idea is to stay alive,
I'm driving.
We're seeing a lot
of enemy movement in L.A.
Any of our people in the area?
No one on the ground. Two A-1 0s
in the air. Williams and Mihradi.
Send the birds in.
Guide them to a safe area.
MAN 1: Roger, Coyote 67 copies all.
Inbound to grid Lima-Alpha...
... 1 25793. Over.
MAN 2: Copy that.
BLAIR: Roger, Wild Eagle. Solid copy.
[GLASS CLINKS]
[CREAKING]
Hey, there's someone here.
MAN 1 : Get off him, get down!
Get down. Down!
MAN 2: Drop your weapon!
MAN 3: Let me see your hands!
MAN 4: Don't move.
MAN 5: That's it, drop it.
MAN 6: Put it down!
MAN 7: What?
-Is there a problem?
KYLE: Hey, we saw your Resistance sign.
LEN:
The old lady put it there, not me.
-What do you want?
-We're looking for fuel.
LEN:
The dark season's coming.
We only got enough for ourselves.
You point that gun at somebody,
you better be ready to pull the trigger.
VIRGINIA:
Put your guns down, everyone.
Look, we just came
to find the Resistance, that's all.
LEN:
The Resistance? Ha.
What a joke.
Fighting those machines is impossible.
We keep our heads down,
they ignore us.
They'll come for you eventually.
We help you, maybe they will.
These people aren't going to help you.
Let's go.
VIRGINIA:
You're not going anywhere.
Not until this one
gets something to eat.
[BANGING ON FLOOR]
Bring me a basket.
Here you go.
Come on.
Help yourself. Eat up.
Are you all right, son?
[SHOTGUN COCKS]
LEN:
It's our food.
Our fuel.
It's not your choice to make!
[RUMBLING]
[SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING]
[GRUNTS]
[MARCUS SCREAMS]
KYLE: Are you okay?
-What?
KYLE:
Are you okay?!
KYLE: Star. Star.
MARCUS: Star! Star!
You!