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Fifty years ago,
an alien force known as the Formics attacked Earth.
Tens of millions died.
It was only through the sacrifice
of our greatest commander
that we avoided total annihilation.
We've been preparing for them to come back ever since.
The International Fleet decided
that the world's smartest children
are the planet's best hope.
Raised on war games,
their decisions are intuitive, decisive, fearless.
I am one of those recruits.
No, I got him. He's poking his head out.
I've watched through his eyes,
I've listened through his ears,
and I tell you
he's the one.
That's what you said about his brother.
Brother tested out impossible for other reasons.
Nothing to do with his tactical abilities.
- I gotcha, I gotcha... - Go around.
He's gonna crush him.
Come on!
You can't do that!
You've got to use what's around you.
No, no, no. I had you all the way through the belt!
You miscalculated your trajectory
relative to the incoming asteroid.
Don't lecture me, Wiggin!
You cheated!
It was a good game.
Thanks.
Hey!
Play again.
Sorry.
- Tomorrow maybe? - You see?
He's got a talent for strategy.
His humility could be false.
Part of a strategy to avoid antagonizing
an ego-driven opponent.
Which makes him even smarter.
He may be a genius,
but we need someone the others will follow. A leader.
He can't win on his own.
Well, let's see how he handles rejection.
Andrew Wiggin.
Andrew Ender Wiggin,
please report to the Infirmary.
Ender Wiggin, to the infirmary.
- Hello, Ender. - Hello.
That nasty monitor is coming out today.
Please. Lie face down.
Am I off the program?
Did I do something wrong?
That's not really for me to say.
Lie down.
The sooner we get this done, the sooner you can move on.
Ready?
This won't hurt a bit.
A-ten-hut!
Forward march!
Where do you think you're going, Wiggin?
Washed out, huh?
Come on!
- Get him in there! - You're expecting...
Come on!
Come on, cheat.
One on one, for real this time.
No game.
He's got no monitor now.
That's right.
No one watching you now, Wiggin.
One on one?
Then why are your boys holding me?
- Let's go. - Come on, man.
Stay down...
I'm gonna kill you, cheat.
Goddamn...
Take it easy, Ender!
You might be thinking of ganging up on me.
But just remember what I do to people who try to hurt me.
He said I was cheating.
Said that was why I was off the program,
- and I kept on kicking him. - It doesn't matter.
Even after he was down.
He'll never bully you again.
All I could think was,
"What would Peter do?"
I'm just like him, Val.
No. No, you are nothing like him, Ender.
Nothing like who?
I thought you had a game?
Rained out.
- What's he crying about? - I'm not crying.
My monitor's gone.
Now I'm just like you.
You mean that Mom and Dad spent
all that money on a third,
and now he's of
ew everything we had at the invaders.
And in the midst of that decisive battle,
a legendary hero emerged.
Eject! Eject!
Break away now! Hammer 3!
Hammer 2, break left!
Bend at left, 7 o'clock.
Hammer 2 is hit! Hammer 2 critical!
Hammer 1 has been hit!
We will never forget what the enemy did.
But we defeated them.
And we will do so again.
Let the courage of Mazer Rackham
be your inspiration.
Wakey, wakey, rise and shine!
Put on your Battle Room suits!
That's the padded one with the helmet and the weapon!
Do not attempt to fire the weapon! Holster it!
Let's move it, Launchies!
You've got 10 minutes!
At ease.
This is the Battle Room.
In here, the floor has been designed
to create an Earth-like gravitational pull.
Step through that gate
and you're in a zero-G environment.
Wiggin.
Get up here.
What do I do now, sir?
Go on in.
All right. Now, push off.
Whoa.
Pull yourself. Whoa!
Grab my hand. No, no! Stop! Stop!
Nicely done!
These guys are still trying to stay up,
the way they came in.
Like you said in the shuttle,
there is no up or down in space.
But we'll need some way to orientate in here.
Maybe the enemy's gate is "down."
I like it.
Like they're a bug to be crushed under our feet.
Exactly.
What do you think this does?
We'll have to find out.
Whoa!
Well, that's harmless.
What do you think it does when it hits the suit?
Good question.
Shoot me in the leg.
We shoot each other. Same time.
You ready?
In three...
two, one...
Whoa! My leg's frozen!
Mine too!
I can't bend my knee.
Shoot me in the chest.
Come on! I'm getting away!
This is amazing!
I can't move at all now.
You're out of your mind.
That's enough.
You're flappin' around like a bunch of drunken ducks!
If you expect to compete with the other teams at this school,
you've got a lot to learn.
Sergeant, explain the game.
Yes, sir.
You will train to compete as a team against other teams.
You get one point for a hit to a limb,
six for a torso hit,
which will immobilize you completely.
But, if either side gets one cadet
through their enemy's gate unharmed,
that army will win,
regardless of points already scored.
Am I clear?
Sir, yes, sir!
"Dear Valentine... So this is Battle School.
"Every day, hours of training.
"And far more homework than we ever had on Earth.
"We train in hand-to-hand combat.
"It keeps us in shape. And aggressive."
And up!
And one!
Two!
Three!
"I feel Peter in me whenever I fight."
- Wiggin! - "I wish I didn't.
"We've been studying Formic flight patterns
"for three months now,
"but they seem entirely random.
"The truth is we really don't understand our enemy.
"And no one ever adequately explains
"how Mazer Rackham actually defeated the entire fleet.
"The Colonel said he expects me to lead.
"But
how? What makes a good leader?
"Everyone here is very different.
"So many, many things to learn.
"Always very little sleep.
"Please write back. I haven 't heard from you.
"How are you? Is Peter behaving?
"Are you getting my emails? I miss you..."
Attention on deck!
Evening, Launchies. At ease.
I'm pleased to see that most of you are performing well.
As you know, competition for Command School is tough.
Some in the higher ranks have failed to meet our standards,
and they're being sent home.
So, I may have the opportunity to promote some of you.
Look to your left.
Look to your right.
These are not your friends.
They are competition.
Keep up the hard work.
Attention!
Sir?
Is our email being blocked?
It's just that none of us have received
any replies from home.
All communication is being temporarily held back.
Why, sir?
Launchie, it is not your place...
Your families will not understand
what we're doing here.
And none of you need the distraction of their replies.
I thought our privacy rights had been restored, sir.
You have the right
to privately think whatever you wish, Wiggin.
But there's too much at stake
to allow your unfiltered thoughts
to leave this facility.
Yes, sir.
Keep it up, snot,
and you will never make it to Command School.
I thought it was a legitimate question.
What?
You said if we had a legitimate question...
Drop and give me 20!
You think you're the smartest kid in this school?
No, sir.
You will never be a commander! I will never salute you!
Yes, you will, Sergeant.
Give me 20 more!
Get up!
You do not speak unless spoken to!
Am I clear?
Sir, yes, sir!
Even if I have a legitimate question?
Shut it, Wiggin!
Now go to sleep!
All of you!
You heard him.
Get some sleep.
We have only three passing scores
on the deep space navigation test.
Alai, Bean and Ender.
- What happened here? - They probably cheated.
Your mother cheated.
That's why you look like a plumber.
Zip it!
You think this is a game?
No, ma'am.
- We are preparing for war. - Yes, ma'am.
Now, the problem was simple.
How do you slingshot your forces
into an attack position on the blind side of this moon
using the gravitational pull from this planet?
This is basic rocket science, people.
Ender, get down here and explain.
Ma'am, I think Bean or Alai
have a better handle on this than I do.
All right. Alai, come and explain.
Ma'am, we need to approach the planet
in the direction it's moving.
That way, we benefit from its energy of motion.
ls something funny?
Go on, Alai.
Of course, there's a moon we have to pass here
and that complicates things.
Because the moon's moving in the opposite direction to us,
we get a gravitational braking.
Who sent this?
Who sent what, Bernard?
Nothing, ma'am.
Oh.
If you can't take it, Bernard, don't dish it out.
Yes, ma'am.
Welcome to Games and Recreation.
Cerebral control enabled.
One is poison. One
is not.
Choose right and you'll go to Fairyland.
He's found the Mind Game.
Decide or I'll bite your head off.
Bad luck.
Who authorized his access to this?
- I did. - Try again, little mouse.
To what end?
Not every battle can be won, Hyrum.
The way he plays a game reveals his state of mind.
If you won't let me assess him one on one,
I need some other way to know what he's feeling.
I don't care how he's "feeling."
I want him to toughen up and learn how to lead.
Well, before we make him a leader,
let's see how he deals with frustration.
Come on!
Oh, dear.
What you doin'?
Playing a stupid game.
No matter what I choose, I die. It's rigged.
You're back.
One more time.
Can I watch?
Sure.
One is poison. One is not.
Choose right and you'll go to Fairyland.
- Which you gonna choose? - Neither.
Come on little mouse, come on.
You killed him.
Why?
That's what they want from us.
Follow the rules, you lose. Choose violence, you win.
I've never seen anyone do that.
Perfect.
He's perfect.
Ender Wiggin,
you are assigned to Salamander Army,
Commander Bonzo Madrid,
effective immediately. Orders of Colonel Graft'.
Follow the green lights. Take nothing with you. Go now.
What are they doing?
They're promoting you.
Ender...
Yeah?
Peace to you.
- Throw! - Come on!
- Ball... - Strike two!
- Give me the ball. - It hit the wall!
- All right. Strike two. - Play ball!
You lost, Launchie?
I'm Ender Wiggin.
Supposed to report to Bonzo Madrid.
So you're the replacement?
- Ender Wiggin. - Petra Arkanian.
Only girl in the Salamander Army.
With more balls than anybody else in this bunkroom.
Ooh! Mama Petra, she talking!
Wiggin?
Sir, yes, sir! Ender Wiggin. Reassigned.
I ask for a replacement for O'Reilly
and this is what I get?
A useless, skinny, untrained snot!
- I'm a quick study. - Let me be clear.
I intend to trade you ASAP.
My army is undefeated in the last 21 battles.
I'm on track to make it to Command School within six months.
You can get your training at someone else's expense.
- He's all heart. - Shut it, Petra!
Easy, Bonzo...
Watch your mouth, Dink.
Here's the deal, snot. When we go into battle,
you will not pass through the gates
until all my soldiers are through.
Then you will remain just inside the gate
with your weapon undrawn and unfired,
until the game ends.
So, lam to do nothing?
You are to keep out of the way.
You bunk at the back of the room.
You know, Bonzo doesn't like to lose.
He doesn't want an untrained Launchie
screwing up his perfect maneuvers.
But the Battle Room is open 24/7.
During free time, I could show you some moves.
You ready?
In three, two, one...
Impressive.
Your turn.
Okay, you can't just keep your thumb on the trigger.
You need half a second to recharge.
At least you don't have any bad habits.
I don't have any good ones either.
I'll give you tho
.
I quit.
What are you gonna do?
Waste millions on a loser?
You wanted to see me.
You can't resign.
You have an obligation to stay here
and convince him to do his duty.
My father trained horses.
I've raised yearlings since I was five years old.
I know a thoroughbred when I see one.
We can't lose him.
My God...
You really don't see them as children, do you?
It used to be a war crime
to recruit anyone under the age of 15.
When the war is over we can have the luxury
of debating the morality of what we do.
When it's over, what will be left of the boy?
What does it matter if there's nothing left at all?
We're using these children to win a war.
And if they come home,
it's my job to put them back together again.
Thanks for what you've done.
- Where's Ender? - Hello, Valentine.
Why are you here? Did something happen?
They won't let me see him.
I need you to take a ride with me.
He's gonna be happy to see you.
Come on... You just want him to re-enlist.
I want him to save lives.
And what about his life?
I've been sitting by Bonzo's bed,
waiting for him to wake up.
But he may never wake up.
Ender, he attacked first.
And I fought back, just like Peter taught me.
I've had a lot of fights, Val.
I've won because I've always understood
the way my enemy thinks.
And when I truly understand them...
you also love them.
I think it's impossible to truly understand someone
and not love them the way they love themselves.
- But in that moment... - You beat them.
I destroy them.
I make it impossible for them to ever hurt me again.
Ender, they want me to talk you into going back.
I told them I won't cooperate.
I don't think you're hiding here
just because you care about Bonzo.
I think you're hiding because you're afraid.
Afraid you don't know your enemy.
Afraid you might lose.
But what if you're the next Mazer Rackham?
You can't hide here forever.
But if you stay here,
if you don't try,
then we will all be lost.
I'll miss you.
I'll miss you, too.
I need to know that you will not block my emails again.
Attention,
prepare for transporter docking operation.
Initiating final approach.
I thought we were going back to Battle School.
- We're not. - Where are we going?
Much further.
"Dear Valentine...
"I must now travel to our advanced command base
"near the Formics' home planet,
"where I'll begin final training.
"If successful, I'll command the entire invasion fleet.
"I wish there was another way, but war seems inevitable.
"Stay safe. Love, Ender."
Not very hospitable, is it?
We took it from the Formics
27 years after Rackham's victory.
Flushed them out of these tunnels
like rats from a sewer.
Drove 'em all the way back to their home planet.
- How long did they live here? - We're not sure.
This was a forward staging post
for their invasion of Earth.
We built our base hereto be closer to their home planet,
to allow instantaneous
. No one has.
But if the Formics have rebuilt their fleet,
there must be more than one queen.
Yes, of course. On their home planet.
What happened when you attacked here?
- Did you find one? - No.
Why did they come?
Water.
Attention!
Officer on deck!
- Hey, Bean. - Ho, Commander!
Petra.
We thought you were iced.
We were gonna have to have Dink take over.
That was never gonna happen!
Salaam, Alai.
Salaam, Commander!
- Bernard. - Good to see you, sir.
At ease.
While you've been skinny-dipping
the Colonel's been flogging us to death on the simulator!
All right. Take your seats.
In a matter of weeks
we may be called on to fight a real battle.
Let's bring your commander up to speed.
Our latest probe images will give you an idea
of what's happening on the enemy planet.
Like us, they appear to have a population growth rate
that's unsustainable.
For now, they're contained on their planet.
Time is not on our side.
Where are they?
High surface temperatures limit
their above-ground activity to just a few hours a day.
What's most alarming is the rate
at which their military power is expanding.
But they have not yet moved against us.
No.
They're planning to colonize another planet
before they breed themselves into extinction.
Our orders are to defeat them
before they pose an irreversible threat.
Their very existence is a threat.
Is that clear, Commander?
- Clear, sir. - Good.
Carry on, Colonel.
We will begin with photo real simulations
to best approximate real battles.
You will command overall strategy.
Your toon leaders will each command a battle group.
You will issue orders to them.
They will issue orders
to their squadrons of drone pilots.
Finally.
Your entire fleet must support
and protect your most important asset.
Seventy billion dollars of pure destruction.
The M.D. 500.
Which Petra is trained to fire.
M.D.?
Molecular Detachment Device.
We call her "the little Doctor."
Particle beams accelerate from her twin barrels.
At the focus point, they reach critical effective mass.
A chain reaction spreads outwards,
shattering molecular bonds.
Leaves nothing standing.
That's the beauty of the little Doctor.
No need to identify a specific ship for the queen.
The chain reaction takes out an entire swarm.
But I'll only get one shot.
Once the Formics see how she works,
they won't clump together again.
You will have to win this war one battle at a time.
Once our battle fleet is detected
entering the Formic solar system,
we will have no alternative but to engage.
I trust we have chosen our commander well.
There's greatness in him, sir.
And a killer instinct too, I hope.
Absolutely.
Let's hope he's all you claim him to be.
We'll be with you soon.
Goodnight.
Goodnight, sir.
"Dear Valentine... So this is Command School.
"I'm finally here.
"Being a third, I've always been so afraid I might fail.
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i>"That I might not measure up.
"But they made me a leader.
"And I promise you that I'll do everything I can to win this war.
"I know if anything ever happened to you,
"I would never forgive myself."
What are they doing?
Harvesting water.
If you're going to use me, I need to be closer.
Too risky. Let's not reveal our best weapon
in what should be an easy attack.
Alai, Bean, your Dreads peel away.
Track them from below the ice and mirror their path.
They're swarming!
- They see us! - Deploy all drones!
Give me four hyperbolic formations
with 90 degree offsets!
Open fire!
Bean, Alai, on my call, fire directly up into the ice!
We're gonna shred 'em!
- In three, two, one... - All right!
NOW!
"As our training progresses,
"the simulations are becoming more and more complex, and real.
"The pressure to win, day after day,
“month after month, is intense.
"We get very little sleep.
"Some days, it's hard to keep up."
- I got the breakaway! - Great work, Bean!
Squadrons 43 through 57,
split to quadrant Foxtrot, 38, 89!
Ender, watch our right flank! We need backup for Bernard.
I see it! Bernard, you flank them!
Copy that. Using 10 through 18!
Alai, peel right!
Dink, compensate for the pull of planet G8
and go full throttle!
Bean, mop up in sector Sierra!
I got a sprinter left in Lima!
Do Sierra now!
Bernard, watch your speed!
Dink, you are closing too fast!
- You said full throttle! - Pull back now, Dink!
We can't absorb these kind of losses!
War isn't a game where you get to reboot and start over!
Sir, I can't win if I don't take any risks.
Nobody's saying not to take risks.
Just don't try and control everything.
Let Bean improvise in the mop-ups.
You focus on the big picture.
- Delegate more to your teams! - My teams are burned out!
How can they be effective if they don't get any sleep?
Sleep deprivation is part of your training!
A battle with the Formics could last for days!
If I'd been smarter,
I could have annihilated Petra's little Doctor
while you were micro-managing Bean!
That can't happen, understand?
- Yes, sir. - Do you?
'Cause I've trained others.
Each one so hopeful.
Each one ultimately a failure.
All right, Colonel. He understands.
So I'm not the first?
No.
But you will be the last.
There's no time to train anyone else.
Son, tomorrow Colonel Rackham will run
your final simulation.
And if I win tomorrow? What happens?
You will be ready to face the real enemy.
And you will be the finest commander we've ever trained.
One more simulation and I may have to go to war.
What happens when it's no longer a game?
Real war is different.
I still know nothing about my enemy.
What if they could talk to us?
They can't.
Dissections show no vocal chords.
There are other ways to communicate.
Ender, this is not a conversation
we should be having at 1:00 a.m.>
What if they could "think" to one another?
What if we could "think" to them?
We need to sleep.
We have a graduation battle tomorrow.
Right.
We're gonna get crushed.
We won't be crushed. We have you.
Now go to sleep.
Goodnight, Petra.
Goodnight, Ender.
You still think he's "the one"?
We're committed.
This boy has the empathy to think like a Formic.
To understand them, anticipate them.
He's not ready.
You're never "ready."
You go when you're "ready enough."
Easy, sir.
It's graduation day.
Good luck, sir.
Attention!
At ease.
Sir...
We have an audience.
Commander Wiggin,
the Strategos is here today to witness your final simulation.
If you are successful,
he will endorse your promotion
to Battle Commander of the entire fleet.
Yes, sir!
This simulation is staged around the enemy's home planet.
Good luck, Commander.
Thank you, sir.
Stay calm.
Shoot straight.
Here we go.
They're waiting.
Maybe they think we come in peace.
I don't think Mazer intends for us
to find a diplomatic solution.
What's he waiting for?
Just give him a minute.
Ender, what do we do?
Ender...
The enemy's gate is down.
Petra. You're up.
They're spread too wide for a chain reaction.
She's right.
Just let him follow his instincts.
All battle groups deploy drones.
Protect your carriers.
Alai! You're squadron five! Engage!
This is suicide.
Oh, crap...
They're swarming.
Clumped enough for you now, Petra?
Once I fire I need time to recharge.
Understood.
Just go for the center.
Fire now!
She did it...
Yeah...
Give me false color.
We're not done yet.
- But we are so screwed... - No, we're not.
- Charged, Petra? - No. I need two minutes.
All fighters fall back and surround Petra's ship!
Copy that.
I want rings within rings.
Layers upon layer. Every fighter we have!
Ender, you're gonna leave our transporters defenseless!
If we're gonna win this battle, Dink,
it's all or nothing now!
When the outer layer is hit,
the wreckage will continue to drift with us, like a shield.
Do it now!
He's abandoning his entire fleet.
He's in command. There's no stopping him now.
Ninety seconds, Ender!
No, no... No!
I'm losing my carriers!
My Dreadnaughts are out!
I don't care about Dreadnaughts!
Just protect Petra!
Like we protected Alai when we fought Bonzo!
I hope you know what you're doing.
- Ready, Petra? - In 60 seconds!
What am I aiming for?
The planet.
What?
If we destroy the planet, we destroy the queens.
Game over.
Ender, my targeting sensor needs a clear line of sight!
We will clear a path!
All fighters maintain a clockwise rotation!
Focus all firepower forward!
Ender, we're entering their atmosphere!
We need to slow down!
We can't! We're one unit now.
We're not equipped to handle
the heat of passage through an atmosphere!
Our drones are our heat shield.
Keep falling.
Let gravity do the work.
The shield won't hold forever!
We don't need forever.
Thirty seconds!

I still don't have a clear shot.
- We're burning up! - Bean, on my count,
accelerate your fighters from the nose of the formation
- in a continuous stream. - Yes, sir!
Like bullets from a rifle,
you will clear a visual for Petra!
We will drill a hole through this swarm!
Petra, you will only get a second.
That's all I need!
In three, two, one... Now, Bean!
Shield integrity's at 5%!
- Now, Petra! Now! - Seven seconds!
They've broken the shield!
Fire, Petra! We're out of time!
- We did it! Yeah! - Yes!
- Great job, Ender! - Yes! Thank you!
Good game, Ender!
Good job, guys!
Yeah!
How about that?
Game over.
What's he saying?
Restoring Ansible connection.
What is this?
Why are we watching these images?
Ender...
Thank you.
Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.
Thank God for you, son.
Why are these images in the program?
Ender...
We won.
What do you mean, "we won"?
I beat him.
He runs the simulations. He said it was a game!
It was them or us, Ender.
There was no other way.
With this victory,
you've won all future battles.
You destroyed them.
For all of us.
Stand down.
Move, move, please!
- Move! - Make a way.
- Ender... - Stay away from me!
- You lied! - Son, we were afraid
- if we told you, you might... - What?
Refuse to play?
I've killed an entire species!
They would have done the same to us.
No! They waited. What were they waiting for?
Who cares?
We lost 1,000 men
on the transporters you abandoned!
I abandoned them in order to win!
Yes! And they died proudly! For us!
They might not have died at all!
If I'd known it was real,
- I would have... - What?
Called for "a dialogue?" They can't even speak.
Watched them! What were they thinking?
Were they building an army for a second invasion?
Or... Or simply preparing to defend themselves...
Ender, stop...
from us?
They came to Earth to establish a colony.
We chased them away.
And in 50 years, they never returned.
Makes no difference now.
I will bear the shame of this genocide forever.
No. You will be remembered as a hero!
I will be remembered as a killer!
It was us or them.
And you're sure we've killed every last one of them?
I saw their whole planet destroyed.
How do you know there isn't another colony?
- Or another queen out there? - There isn't!
We won!
- That's all that matters. - No.
The way we win matters.
Don't hurt him.
Go on. We need to let him rest.
May I stay with him?
Just so he's not alone.
Please?
Yes, of course.
Come on. Just let him rest.
What if they could talk to us?
What were they thinking?
Valentine!
What if we could "think" to them?
Valentine!
Ender!
Ender, wait!
Ender!
What are you doing, Ender?
- I know what she wants! - Ender!
Warning,
you are leaving an oxygen-balanced environment.
Ender, stop!
It's not safe!
Ender!
Breathe. Just breathe.
In the mind game, I saw this place.
What are you talking about?
The Formics accessed the game through me.
Their t
houghts. My dreams. All mixed together.
They were trying to communicate.
What are you doing?
Go back.
No.
Please...
I have to do this.
"Dear Valentine...
"I now know my dreams were never my own.
"They came from her.
"She was always trying to communicate with me.
"I know the Formics better than any living soul.
"I stole their future from them.
"Now I must find a way to make amends."
You're dying...
Is it a queen?
I will find a new home.
I promise.
"I miss you, Valentine.
"You won't be hearing from me for a while.
"I need to find out
"if I'm as gifted at peace as I am at war.
"They've awarded me the rank of Admiral
"and left me to my own devices.
"Which suits me fine.
"I'll travel the universe
"and carry with me a precious cargo.
"Because I have a promise to keep."

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