Later, Nikolai, Stans, and Edwin rest in a corner to kill idle time. Nikolai is looking at a photo.
STANS: Who's that?
NIKOLAI: My kids. Pivka on the end, and that's Sasha.
Edwin takes the photo and smiles. Stans unbuttons his shirt to reveal a tattoo of a naked woman.
STANS: This is Candy Lee, tits like howitzers.
EDWIN: Is that your girlfriend?
STANS: No, that's my sister.
Close by, Hanzo picks up an old Japanese sword. Edwin approaches him.
HANZO: This is old, very old. They've been doing this for a long time.
EDWIN: You speak English.
HANZO: Yes.
EDWIN: Why don't you say more
HANZO: Because I talk too much.
He raise his hand, revealing two fingers missing. They both laugh.
Royce offers Isabelle food or drink and sits near her to eat.
ISABELLE: Thanks. . . Do you know what I was doing when I was taken? ASAC, my spotter, he was caught. I could of have done something, but then I would have slaughtered along with him, so I hid. I watched him die. I wish I pulled the trigger.
ROYCE: You do what you have to, to survive.
ISABELLE: You said we were chosen. I asked for what, I should of asked why. It's because we are predators, just like them. We're the monsters of our own world. So it's better we're never going back.
ROYCE: Well, I am going back. I'm going after that ship.
ISABELLE: Don't know how to fly it, something you're not telling me?
ROYCE: No, but that thing strung up at the camp might know. And my guess, it would do just about anything to get free. Enemy of my enemy.
ISABELLE: That doesn't make it a friend. . . So what do I call you?
Before he answers, he is alerted by the smell of smoke.
ROYCE: Smoke! . . . Hey! Smoke! . . . Fuck!
Edwin notices Noland is gone from his sleeping hole.
NOLAND: Where's Noland? . . . He's a scavenger! He wants what we have!
Noland is seen covering his face, fanning a fire just outside the metal hull.
ISABELLE: Come on, there must be a way out!
ROYCE: Dammit!
Then Royce sees Noland just outside a grating.
NOLAND: See the shit you gotten us into, man! I told you that, you never listen to me though. Six more mouths to feed! I can barely stand living with you. How am I going to live with them too!
Royce covers his mouth with a scarf and now face to face with Noland.
NOLAND: What!
ROYCE: Say goodbye to your little friend!
He pulls the trigger on his gun . . . click, nothing happens.
NOLAND: You in my house, motherfucker!
Noland runs off. Royce loads an explosive in his gun.
ROYCE: Get down!
We see a small explosion from outside the alien structure. It catches the attention of the Tracker Predator.
STANS: Yea, that didn't open up shit!
ROYCE: It wasn't meant to, asshole. I'm calling in the calvary.
Stans is kicking the door.
STANS: Open up, you fucker!
Noland is running down a corridor then suddenly stops. A trio of red laser dots appear on his head. He is now face to face with the Tracker Predator.
NOLAND: Oh, you finally found me, huh Big John. Well, what took you so long?
The Tracker Predator activates it's plasma cannon, and Noland's entire body erupts into a shower of blood and flesh. The Tracker Predator approaches the metal and starts smashing the side, metal is seen buckling, a small hole ruptures. . . . and then it stops.
ROYCE: It's toying with us.
Royce cautiously looks out the hole and shoots a flare into the corridor, realizing the Tracker Predator is now gone. They manage to kick the panel open and exit the metal hull. As they work their way through the dark corridor, Edwin gets separated from the group.
EDWIN: Guys? . . . Oh shit! . . . H-e-y-y-y-y-y!
He ignites a flare and throws it down the corridor, lighting up the area. It eventually goes out, he ignites a second flare. Then he hears the sound of the Tracker Predator. The group is racing through the winding corridors when Edwin finally sees them. But he is blocked off from wall dividers to join them. Nikolai stops to approach Edwin.
EDWIN: Hey! I lost you guys! You got to get me out of here, man. Come on.
Realizing Edwin is trapped, Royce tells the group to move on. The group take off and Edwin hears a loud bang. He lights another flare and throws it. The flare hits the cloaked Predator. It starts stomping towards Edwin. Most of the group have now made it outside the alien structure. As the Tracker Predator nears Edwin, suddenly Nikolai appears and fires several rounds at the Tracker Predator from his pistol.
As they drop down to a lower corridor, Nikolai is shot in the back by the Tracker Predator. Edwin pauses and then takes off without him. The Tracker Predator activates his wrist blade and drives it into Nikolai's chest. The Tracker Predator raises Nikolai in the air as he spits on the Predator's helmet, then pulls the pins on explosives strapped to his harness.
NIKOLAI: What else have you got?
Nikolai and the Tracker Predator are lit up by the large fiery explosion. The fire ball from blossoms rapidly towards the exiting group, they make it outide just in time.
STANS: We killed it. . .Hah! . . . We killed it! Haha, we fucking killed it! Woooooo! We fucking killed it! Who's your daddy now, motherfucker!
Suddenly a Predator's plasma blast hits Stans in the back, knocking him to the ground. Beserker Predator deactivates his cloaking armor and it's trio of red laser dots target Royce. It's plasma gun revs up ready to shoot, but suddenly Stans jumps on Beserker Predator's back, stabbing it with his knife.
STANS: Die, you street faggot! Is that all you got! (to the group) Go! . . Go!
The remaining group take off. Berserker Predator gets a hold on Stans and throws several feet in the air. Nothing left to do, Stan taunts the creature.
STANS (laughing): Come on, come on! . . Come on!
Berserker Predator activates its wrist blade and slashes at Stans, killing him. It then reaches into Stan's flesh backside and rips out his backbone and skull with a victory roar. The Falconer Predator appears behind him.
Edwin is injured by a trap as he, Royce, and Isabelle head for the encampment.
EDWIN: OWWW! . . . Shit!
ROYCE: Fuck!
Edwin screams in agony as Isabelle removes the trap.
EDWIN: Another inch, it would have hit my artery. I guess this is my lucky day.
ROYCE: It isn't, that trap wasn't meant to kill, it was meant to maim. He's dead weight, come on.
EDWIN: No . . I can stil walk.
Edwin attempts to stand but falls back down from the pain.
ROYCE: No he can't, he's done. You're going to beg us to slow down.
EDWIN: No - no - no.
ROYCE: And carry you.
EDWIN: No, you can't leave me here! I have a family!
He pulls out the photo of Nikolai's kids.
EDWIN: I've got kids!
ROYCE: I'm sorry. . . We need to go.
EDWIN: No . . no! You're taking me with you!
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