[Solari] They're coming. Everyone get in position.
Shit! Fuck!
[brakes squealing]
- Shit! What the-- - Watch out!
[soldier] Hands up!
- [soldiers in van groaning] - Put down your weapons!
[Arhun] Hands where I can see 'em!
- Don't move! - Secure them!
Alpha, all clear.
Copy, Bravo.
- [Arhun] Come on, get moving! - Damn it! Where'd they all come from?
Phase one complete. Good work, everyone.
Bravo, see you at the rendezvous.
Roger, Alpha. Good hunting.
[suspenseful music playing]
[watch ticking]
[quiet orchestral theme music playing]
[music fades out]
I've been cooped up in RC so long, it's nice to get out.
Even if it does mean driving this far behind EFF territory.
Hope you don't mind being dragged into this.
Steal a Federation mobile suit, see what makes it tick? I'm all in.
- Typical engineer. - Could get rough, old man.
[chuckles] Shit. Old and wise.
You could learn a few--
[all gasp]
[thruster sounds]
Shit! Two of ours!
[action music playing]
The Midnighters? That's Lieutenant Long's unit.
They have no idea we're Zeon.
[grunting]
Midnighters! Attention, Midnighters! Hold your fire!
- [grunts] - [car accelerates]
- They're not receiving it! - Hang on!
[straining]
I'll shake 'em off!
[action music continues]
[Arhun and Heaton yell]
Traveling in style, huh, Iria?
I thought we'd booked the EFF first-class seats.
I'd ask for a refund.
Let's hope those GMs are better equipped. Do you think we'll make it to the base?
I'll get out and push if I have to.
[all making pained noises]
- [sound of glass shattering] - [Iria yells]
- [quiet] - [heartbeat]
Whew. Even ranger training wasn't this intense.
Shh!
- [thruster sounds] - [heartbeat continues]
[exhales]
Are we safe?
[chuckles] Talking about the Midnighters.
They're too smart to stay behind enemy lines for long.
There's no point pursuing a scout vehicle for this long anyway.
How's the engine?
[engine stuttering]
[sharp pop]
[Solari] All right.
Let's suit up.
You make a convincing Fed, Lieutenant.
Better hope so, Captain, sir.
They figure us out, they'll shoot us on sight.
There's also our Zeon accents.
- So no unnecessary chatter, understood? - Yes, ma'am.
Affirmative, Captain.
Lieutenant.
We gotta get there by dawn. Come on.
Let's move.
- [sprinkler sounds] - [atmospheric music playing]
We're not far from the river. Watch out for EFF patrols.
Yes, ma'am.
Back in Tigerbaum, we'd hack ele-cars and steal them for joyrides,
but I'm telling ya, I never thought now I'd be jackin' mobile suits.
You think they'll be hard to pilot?
Piloting's no problem.
But fighting? What Iria does is impossible.
Nice to know you have such faith in my fighting skills, Alfee.
Skill's got nothing to do with it.
That Newtype ability is gonna make the difference.
Newtype? Give me a break, Alfee.
- What's a Newtype? - You haven't heard of it?
That Spacenoids are evolving beyond humans.
- We are? - [Solari] It's Zeon Deikun's idea.
Because humanity moved to space,
we've acquired abilities we've never needed before.
We're evolving into a species that can understand the true intent behind actions.
Being clairvoyant like Iria here.
So that's why you could sense the Gundam coming to attack us.
Newtype ability isn't magic.
Says the captain who plays impossible violin solos
and makes a 65-ton Zaku dance across a battlefield.
My ability is due to extensive training, Alfee.
Of course.
But you can sense the Gundam.
Newtype? Psychic powers?
Shit's crazy.
[Alfee] Iria, don't get me wrong.
You're a brilliant pilot, Newtype or not.
Let's stay focused on the mission.
Keep the pace up, everyone.
[sighs]
I have visual on three GMs.
I guess the intel's actually good for once.
Looks like it was hit by one of our bombers.
You see that trailer?
Yeah, looks like some good luck for us.
How so?
If we can't start the GMs with these command keys,
we'll just steal that trailer altogether.
Good thinking, Captain.
I'll go for the parked ones with Arhun.
Alfee, you and Heaton go for the one on the trailer.
Gotcha.
You really think we can just walk around the base in these uniforms?
The hard part will be breaching the wall.
Once we're in, act confident.
If you get into trouble,
send up a flare.
And I mean real trouble.
Yes, ma'am.
All right.
Let's jack some mobile suits.
[suspenseful music playing]
[straining]
Good hunting.
Same.
Sure you don't wanna quit now?
I'll be merciful.
Just cut the shit and let me think.
Language, Carl. There's children present.
The kid's off in fantasy land. Who cares?
Queen to F7.
Huh?
Oh!
Hah! [laughs]
Mate! In three.
Bullshit!
- No. No, no. - Yeah!
He helped you. I want a rematch.
[man 3] Nope. give it up, Shaun.
[Shaun] What do you mean, no? He didn't have to work.
[man 3] You've been at this for hours. You wanna get spanked again?
Night shift, sir? Rough, ain't it?
You too, on patrol at this hour.
Not so bad. Nothing ever happens around here.
Let's keep it that way.
[both exhale]
[grunts]
- [Heaton gasps] - What?
Uh...
You're requested in Ops, soldier...
- Immediately! - What? Now?
Who wants to see me?
Are you asking questions or getting your ass to Ops? Now move!
[grumbling]
- [door closes] - [exhales]
[groans]
Getting too old for this shit.
Hah!
What do you know?
[desperately] Keys... No, where are the keys?
[man yelling] Hey, what the hell are you up to?
Damn it. Back already?
You there! Name and rank!
God damn it!
- Gun, look out! - Shit.
[distant gunfire]
[tense music playing]
[siren begins blaring]
- Looks like our cover's blown. - We'd better hurry, then.
No, the hangar's too hot now. Come on, change of plans.
[Solari] Ah!
[kid groaning]
[Shaun] Watch where you're going!
Excuse me, Lieutenant.
Excuse us, ma'am.
Can't you hear the alarm? Get moving!
- Lieutenant Toledo, with me. - Um...
Yes, Cap-- yes, ma'am.
Wait a minute, ma'am.
Did you... drop this?
Yes, I did.
Quite the souvenir.
Yes, it is.
[high-pitched whine]
- [tender music] - [whine continues]
[whine stops]
[gasps]
Get moving!
- Yes, ma'am! - Get in your positions!
[siren continues]
[soldier] Follow me!
That was close.
Too close.
Come on.
- Let's go. - The bridge?
[Heaton gasping]
[soldier] Flank up!
Shit! Shit! Shit! Ahh! Shit!
[screaming] Mother!
[dramatic music playing]
[soldier] Shit!
They're after the GMs. Mobile suit's compromised!
Shit! The auto-balancers.
Now or never.
No! My GM!
Damn Feds. They've already outdone our Zaku.
Heads up! Move it!
- What the hell? - [tank pilot] We're clear to engage!
[soldiers] Agh!
- Cover me. I'll get it started. - On it, Captain!
[ticking]
Let's do this.
[Arhun firing]
Hurry, Captain!
Got it. [yelling] Hang on!
[distant beam blasts]
Okay, I'm getting the hang of it.
I got ya!
[soundlessly] Alfee!
[beam blast]
[moans]
The Gundam.
[Solari] No!
[dramatic music playing]
[music stops]
I knew it. That kid!
[sabers sizzling]
[music resumes quietly]
[straining]
[groaning]
Hey, don't move!
Look out!
[soldier yells]
[yells as if in pain]
Ow!
[screaming] Shit!
[Heaton] Let's get out of here!
[beams crashing above]
[music begins building]
Iria's...
[Heaton] We have to move.
[music intensifies]
[dramatic chord]
[Solari groaning]
[dramatic music playing]
[Lesean roaring]
[dramatic music continues]
Get out of here, Cap!
No!
[bellowing]
[screaming] Lesean!
[Solari yells]
[tragic music playing]
Lesean?
Get down!
[tragic music continues]
[Alfee] Iria...
[Solari gasping]
[straining sounds]
- [groan] - [splash]
[panting and shuddering]
[sobs] Lesean.
[man] This way!
- Search the woods. - Capture. Don't kill!
[Solari panting and gasping]
[underwater gurgling]
[poignant music playing]
[silence]
[sad piano music playing]