[Jake enters a room where Amara is trying and failing to drift with Sarah, a brain in a container.] [Groans angrily]
Come on, Sarah! Do something! You stupid brain thing! [Sees Jake] Hey.
Hey.
[Takes off her helmet]
So, I'm not really good at– emotional stuff, but– I really am sorry about your sister. [Jake nods] Half-sister?
Yeah, her family died during the Onibaba attack. My dad took her in. She was my sister. My family.
Why are you out of your uniform?
Just had a lot in my mind after Sydney. Guess I just wanted to be comfortable.
Well, don't let Ranger Lambert see you in that. He might take the stick out of his butt and beat you with it.
I think I'm safe. It's wedged in there pretty tight.
[Amara chuckles.] [Looks at Sarah in the container]
So they're still using Sarah. [Taps the container]
Yeah. And I can't drift with her for some reason. All the other cadets have been training for years, and I just– hate feeling like the slow kid.
You gotta relax. Or you're just grinding gears. I'll help you out. [Activates the simulator]
Got it, coach.
Don't call me "coach".
Alright, sensei.
Concentrate. [Flicks Amara's ear, then readies his helmet] You have to make a good connection. You can't do that if you're yappin' your gums.
Ready.
Alright. [Pushes a few buttons on the screen] Let's see if we're drift compatible.
[As Jake and Amara drift, memories from their past flash by.]
Stay focused, Amara. Remember, the stronger your connection, the better you fight. [Amara relaxes] That's it.
[Amara suddenly gets caught in a memory of her past.]
Amara! Don't hang on to the memory. Just let it flow right through you. Amara!
[The memory shows Amara, as a young girl, with her parents and brother at the Santa Monica Pier. Young Amara and her mother and brother gather for a family photo.] Amara's father: Amara, jump in there. Yeah, come on. Get together. Ready? One, two, cheese. [Clicks the camera, then takes out the photo from the camera] Got it. Wanna see? [Gives Young Amara the photo. Young Amara takes it] Wait a sec.
[Young Amara runs past Jake on her way to the edge of the pier to look at the photo.]
Amara. Amara, you have to let it go. Amara! Look, just listen to my voice! AMARA!
[Young Amara looks at the photo when water droplets started coming down. She looks up to see Insurrector emerging from the water. Everyone at the pier runs for their lives as the Kaiju roars. Young Amara tries to run to her parents and brother, but Insurrector's breaks a gap of the pier as it walks, separating Young Amara from her parents and brother.]
Amara!
Daddy! Daddy!
Amara's father: Amara! Come on, jump!
Amara! We need to break the drift!
Amara's father: [Holds out his hand] Jump to me. Come on!
I'm scared!
Amara's father: Baby. I will catch you! I promise. Come on!
AMARA!!!
Amara's mother: Amara, come on!
Amara's father: Jump!
[Young Amara runs towards her parents and brother, but before she can jump to them, Insurrector's foot stomps right where Young Amara's parents and brother were standing, killing them all, as Young Amara looks on in sadness. The memory finally ends, returning Jake and Amara to the present day.] [Takes off his helmet]
Amara! Take it off! [Takes off Amara's helmet, then holds her head as she starts sobbing] Are you okay?
[Amara looks around and realizes that she is back in the present day.]
I was there. I felt it.
Yeah. I felt it too.
[On his walkie-talkie]
Alright. On my way. [Puts his hand on Amara's shoulder] You okay? [Amara nods]
[Making sure that Amara is okay, Jake heads out.]
