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[whoosh]

[bolt clanks]

[creaking]

[dramatic music]

[orchestral music playing]

♪♪

[birds squawk]

♪♪

[gentle music playing]

[Australian accent]
Should be arriving at the CV

we're repairing in a few hours.

- Specs?
- Uh...

15 transverse
and rake trusses each.

Should be easy, in and out.

Mm. Yeah, back in time
for your birthday, Tyler.

One more awesome night

before I'm off to the U.S.
for a couple of months.

Okay, okay. Well, that means
we need to go all out.

- All right? All out.
- [laughs]

Gotta top Bali last year, so...

True, but you know,
just let me see what I can do.

What does-- What does that mean?

- It's a birthday surprise.
- Birthday-- Are you insane?

[alarm blaring]

Updates. Watchstander status?

Mm, negative on watchstanders.
We're off course.

We have had a subsurface hit.

52 degrees...

A Lada signature reading.

How?

We're outfitted
for repairs, not combat.

[alarm blaring]

- Engineers.
- Sir.

All helmsmen
and lookouts are down.

Quarters have been destroyed.

Russians are boarding
from a surface sub.

Get your weapons,
and let's move.

- Sir.
- Yes, sir.

- Board! Board!
- [automatic weapons fire]

Shoot to kill!

[Russian accent]
Australian Naval Rescue, Kuprin.

Enemy engaged.
Plant the explosives.

Come on! Quick!
Plant the explosives!

Now! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go.

[electronics chirp]

Sir...

the armory's on fire.

It's gone.

God damn it.

Larue, you remember
that discussion we had

last night on mess deck
about your skill with an ax?

When I tell you to go,
get to work, all right?

Yes, sir.

All right, Tyler,
get us eyes on deck.

Sir.

BOARDER: Get down. Down. Down.

- They are hiding.
- Search below.

All friendlies down.
25 Russians.

One has explosives, starboard.

Explosives? Well, they want us
to sink fast, don't they?

All right, engineers, this barge
is now nonrecoverable.

We gotta take that Russian sub.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

See the Australian? Down!

Russian diver inbound,
60 seconds.

I'll disarm.
Tyler, cover Bradley.

Bradley, get to the bomb
and reduce it to 20 seconds,

and 20 seconds only.

Larue, you're gonna have
to cover exit points. Copy?

- Copy, sir.
- Yes, sir.

We are in that water

the second
Bradley gives us a signal.

Okay, then boom. These Russians
can go to hell with the barge.

- Copy?
- Yes, sir.

All right, let's move.

BRADLEY: Sir, look out!

Go! Go! Don't worry about me!
I got this!

[dramatic music playing]

Kuprin, intel report.

[men grunting]

Kuprin, intel report.

[Larue yells]

- [ax thunks]
- [gags]

[electronics chirp]

Set to 20 seconds.

Kuprin, intel report.

Status? Where is he?

No response, sir.

[explosion rumbles]

Ah, there it is.

The Australians overpowered me.
They have boarded.

Order 66! Now! Go!

Stop what you're doing!
Step back! Step back.

This sub is now
under the control

of the Royal Australian Navy.

Tyler, get on the radio and
rejigger to our frequencies.

I want that carrier here now.

Hey!

Hands off, or I chop 'em off!

[murmurs]

Bradley, get on nav-com.

[alarm blaring]

Um, d-do you smell smoke?

There's a fire back there,
but we're good.

Checking nav-com.

Mayday, mayday, mayday.
This is Captain Tim Olson

of the Royal Australian Navy.
Does anyone copy?

They've blown
their own comms, and...

panel's on the fritz.

Can't I.D. origin, result,
method, or damage.

They've disabled the entire sub.

Middle of the ocean.

Nothing for miles.

You know, I don't care
how near Russia we are.

We need to chart a course
for nearest landfall.

We need to know
if this attack is just us...

or the start of World War III.

[metal creaking]

OLSON: What is
that groaning sound?

- [rumbling]
- What the hell was that?

Were we hit?

Status?!

Sir, they've done something
to the nav-com.

It's not working. No readings.

We can't be in the middle
of the ocean.

We're nearly
in sight of Russia.

Tyler, get eyes topside.

I need to know
if anything's moving up there.

Hostiles, friendlies, anyone.

Yes, sir. You got 'em?

Got 'em.

Land, sir!

No survivors, but land!

Less than a mile!

Land?

Less than a mile?

We were just surrounded
by nothing but ocean.

[water rippling]

[ominous music playing]

[roars]

[groans]

[chuckles]

[sirens blaring]

Pearce, we need to figure out

what happened
on that Russian sub.

We need to know it wasn't
disappearing on purpose

this close to Alaska.

Pearce, tell me
we have some answers.

The Russian sub intercepted
the Australian naval vessel

in the Bering Sea along
the coast of Russia and Alaska,

but something went wrong,
and we don't know what.

There was some type
of weather anomaly,

but that's not uncommon
for the area.

The Russians attacked

an Australian naval repair ship
unprovoked?

Yes, that is correct, sir.

We were allowing them
to pass through friendly waters

to get to their repair faster,

but the Russians
must have been patrolling.

We've tried all known
Russian frequencies,

and there's been no luck.

There's no sign
of the submarine anywhere.

Do you have
the names of the crew

that were
on that Australian barge?

Yes, sir. Unlike the sub,

the Australian wreckage
is present in the water,

so the officials
are still working

on identifying
all of the casualties.

Dozens of the Australian crew
are confirmed dead.

But there are four

that are unaccounted for.

They may be among the dead
and just not found yet,

or there is the possibility

that they were taken aboard
the Russian sub as hostages.

Do you have the names
of those potential hostages?

Lieutenant Olson,

Engineer Tyler Armstrong,

Engineer Jennifer Bradley,

and Engineer Lee Larue.

I understand
that that's your niece, sir.

Admiral, are you okay?

I'm fine, Pearce.

We need everyone's full
attention in finding that sub.

Sir, yes, sir.

I'll call in the NSA
and experts on this.

No, we can't.
It'll take too long.

This is off the books.
You understand?

I'm taking
personal responsibility

for this operation, Pearce.

Do I make myself clear?

Crystal, Admiral.

Admiral, where are you going?

I'm going to visit
my sister who's in hospice

and inform her that her child

may be held hostage
by the Russians.

Meet me in the command center
in one hour, just you.

OLSON: That monster has most
likely put us out of commission.

TYLER: That creature, sir,

never seen anything
quite like it,

except maybe in a picture book.

Aw, this stuff
needs to be fixed now.

And then we've got to figure out

a way to shift
that creature off us.

Bradley, can you undo

whatever they've done
to the engine?

I'll give it my all, sir,
but I'm certain

Kuprin here sabotaged it,
and I'm not sure how,

except it involved fire.

Well, you go work your magic.

Copy, sir.

- Larue.
- Sir.

I need you
to reset that console.

I need the radio operational,
please.

'Cause I don't like
standing around, doing nothing.

I mean, we're sitting ducks
right now.

I'd almost rather talk
to the Red Fleet.

You hear that, Andreyev?
They're surrendering

[Larue coughing]

Shut up.

The circuits are melted.

[sighs] It's chaos
inside this panel, sir.

If only you had a real engineer
to explain it to you.

[Russian chuckles]

Say that again.

All right, Tyler, stand down.

Okay, the last thing we need
is more trouble,

all right? No more fighting.

Yes, sir.

[sighs]

Larue, progress?

Radio, nav-com
out of commission.

Andreyev over here
overloaded the grid.

Circuits, motherboards,
every piece of hardware,

they fried their entire sub.

Bradley, damage report.

The hull's intact, sir,

but we're stuck
under that creature.

Maybe high tide will help.

Well, can we restart? I mean,

why aren't I even
hearing the engine anymore?

The engine's dead.

They dumped all the fuel.

So there's
a possibility to refuel?

Possibly. I can't tell
without trying.

Fuel source is unknown, too.

The radio, Larue,
how long to repair it?

At least two days of
nonstop stripping, connecting,

insulating,
replacing every burned wire

by borrowing them safely
from other parts of the sub.

And even then,
I would be better off

spending a week
salvaging parts,

taking them off the sub,

replacing everything,

a-and just rebuilding the radio.

Sir, can-- can you smell that?

There's gas in the cabin.

What did you do?

Standard capture procedure.

Good work, Engineer.

Hey, idiot, you're
in this mess, too, with us.

Just remember that.

Keep yelling.

Help the gas fumes
do their work on your lungs.

Shut up.

OLSON: All right,
this sub's a deathtrap.

We've gotta move.
We gotta get out of here.

Engineers, grab a Red.
Let's move.

- Up! Up!
- Move! Move!

- Bradley, you're with me.
- Go!

Go. Get down. Down.

Stop.

- XO.
- Sir.

So your file indicates
that you three

have shared an abundance
of repair assignments before.

Yes, sir.
We've been in enemy territory.

We can defend ourselves.

Eh, I was
in the infantry myself,

and to be honest, I'm quite
impressed with your, uh,

resolve under pressure.
Good work.

Thank you, sir.

Happy to have a captain
who can take a Russian sub.

Yeah, I'll get us home.

It's just this...

[chuckles in disbelief]

I still can't believe you killed
that thing on your own, Tyler.

Dad was a surgeon, sir.

Everything has a carotid artery.

That's not something
they focus on in basic.

What about the jugular?

Focus on behind the ear, sir.

Doesn't matter
if it's 20 ounces,

20,000 pounds.

It's all over.

Does anyone know
what type of reptile,

crocodilian creature
we're dealing with over here?

Uh, sir, Larue and I...

we studied a little bit
of biochem in the academy

before we focused
on engineering,

but in biology...

Well, so level with me,
engineers.

Uh, looking at the tail,
flippers, jaw,

I recognize it more
from primary school

than I do academy sciences.

- Yeah.
- I think I know what it is,

but it should have been dead
about 65 million years ago.

So what you're telling me
is that thing,

that reptile is a dinosaur?

Technically maybe, yeah.

Uh... [sighs]

Look, I think
what Larue's trying to say

is it looks like a mosasaur,

which is a marine-like,
crocodilian,

sort of like a dinosaur.

Uh, look, I mean...

it could be possible, right?

I mean, we've only discovered
5% of the ocean.

Maybe on a remote island
like this...

It could be a new species,
could be an old species.

Yeah, well, I don't know
how it happened,

but I think
we're closer to Russia

than we are the middle
of the Bering Sea.

Yeah, well, there's been

mosasaur fossils
found in Russia, sir.

It's just that...

this doesn't look like Russia.

Yeah.

Soon as we're done
with the inventory,

I'm gonna make
a quick expedition

to the cliff and back.
All right.

I'm gonna scan life
from the top.

Maybe if we're lucky,
we run into life sooner.

Of course, sir.

Ready for inspection, sir.

Unfortunately it's grim, sir.

Zero rations
made it off the barge.

Nothing's washing ashore yet.

What we found in the Lada
was burnt and/or tainted.

Potatoes, eggs, milk, bacon...

ruined.

We recovered six cans
of bean soup.

It seems the Russians were
at the end of their patrol

by the time we found them.

They were already
halfway through their rations.

Then, during our takeover,

Kuprin here doused
the ration cabinets with fuel

and lit them up.

Most cans burst.

Bradley saved six.

Tyler, pat them down, please.

Yes, sir.

That soup's
gonna have to last us

an unfortunate amount of time.

Until then, we gotta forage
to supplement it,

so we might have
to start fishing.

Sir, couple of knives.

Ah, good work, Engineer.

This'll come in handy.

[sighs] Sir...

if I may...

we do have
a large amount of food

if anyone is brave enough to
grill mosasaur meat and eat it.

So you think this crap
is safe to eat?

REMIZOV: You cannot be serious.

There is no way of knowing

if that food is even edible.

Well, it's either
we risk dinosaur meat tonight

or find some type
of immoral meat

we can feast on
over the next couple of days.

Sir, we can also make jerky,

uh, make a pole, some nets.
We can fish.

Well, that's gotta be
a short-term gameplan for food.

What about weapons?

Uh, we have the...

three axes
we retrieved from the barge,

the knives we just recovered
from the Russians,

but that's it.

Well, that's not a lot
to protect ourselves with,

especially
with what's out there.

I mean, anything else
of value for survival?

Like anything at all?

[sighs] We also got
Larue's compass,

my lighter.

Hey.

You holding out on us?

Because if you are,
God help you, sunshine.

You'll leave us to starve alone
on this beautiful island?

[sighs]

Tyler, a word.

All right, Tyler,
this is important.

We are on our own out here.

You understand what I'm saying?

- Yes, sir.
- All right,

dress the meat immediately
so it doesn't spoil.

Okay, the Russians are gonna
carry on, but I don't care,

but I'm not interested
in starving anyone.

I need you to make sure

that everyone understands
how far we are from supplies.

All right, I need to scout
that cliff in the distance.

Recon can't wait, okay?

It's gonna take me
about an hour.

As of right now,
you're acting C.O.

- Copy, sir.
- All right, bring it in.

Now I'm gonna hike
up that beach to the cliff.

I'm gonna try to scout out
for any humans, animals,

locals, Russians,
whatever I can find.

Tyler's acting C.O.
until I return. Copy?

- Copy, sir.
- What he says, go.

He is the tip of the spear.

Copy, sir.

Okay, Tyler, get cutting.

Bradley, get cooking.

Larue, work your miracles
with that radio

until the fumes
get too much, okay?

If rescue comes
before I get back,

then Godspeed.

[wildlife calling]

[adventurous music playing]

♪♪

[panting]

[wildlife calling]

[wings beating]

[screech]

What in the...

♪♪

[waves pounding]

[gentle music playing]

♪♪

It should be edible.

- It's cooked--
- [spits]

Go find wild dog to test it on.

You know what?

[sighs]

I'm gonna go check
the shoreline.

Bradley, watch them.

Copy.

LARUE: Surprisingly tasty,
though. [laughs]

Yeah. [laughs]

- [rocks shift]
- Oh!

- You all right?
- [both laugh]

Yeah, it's not too dissimilar
to dressing a deer.

Although that smells
pretty bad, too.

Mm.

And just promise me
if we get off this island,

you won't leave me behind

because I smell
like mosasaur meat.

Don't worry. I could never
leave you behind here,

even if you do stink.

[laughs] Thanks, I think.

[laughs]

You think, uh, Captain Olson
will be back soon?

I don't like
waiting around like this.

Yeah, well, if he's
not back in a few hours,

we go look for him.

Hey, are you...

okay?

Really?

Why are we, uh...

on this walk?

Uh, yeah.

Look, Ty...

my mum, uh, I know that you
know she's sick in hospice,

but, uh...

she's stage IV now.

It's spread to her lymph nodes,
and she doesn't have very long.

I'm sorry.

You know, I didn't--
I didn't know.

Why are you on assignment?

She's been in and out
of treatment for years.

I mean, every time she gets bad,
I have to splurge for transport,

and it's expensive.

Do you...

Do you know
how long she has, exactly?

Yeah.

Uh...

last month was
supposed to be her last.

She's on borrowed time now.

She...

She's meant to be having
this operation, but...

it's risky.

Yeah, and...

this was supposed to be
an easy assignment.

- [chuckles]
- In and out.

Strut repair.

Can be simple if you're lucky,

but-- [chuckles]

Our luck? I mean...

our struts are currently
on the bottom of the ocean.

Ty...

Mum was a vet.

Yeah.

She is a vet,

so she gets it.

But...

I get it. I get it.

We get signal...

could be good news.

Could be bad news.

- That's if we get signal--
- I--

Look, I'm actually sorry

for bringing it up.
I shouldn't have even--

I shouldn't even
be talking about it.

I wanna be focused
on our solutions.

You know?

When I talk about
why I've been distracted...

- It's fine. Hey, hey, hey.
- I don't know, I...

- Hey, hey!
- feel, like I should be able...

- Rue. Rue. Rue.
- to handle this on my own.

You're doing fine. Okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay?

Together.

Together.

You only ate
that little spoonful of beans.

I know you're hungry, eh?

I'm just trying to keep
you three from collapsing on us.

We're not coming back for you
if you do.

[waves crash]

Suit yourself.

Truth be told, it tastes
exactly like what you'd think...

chicken.

Fishy chicken.

[animal growls]

What's that?

[snarls]

[gags]

Kuprin!

Help!

Come back! Help!

- [roaring]
- Help!

Hey! Hey!

- Help!
- Get back!

[screeching]

Get their ropes off!

[dinosaur screeches]

Get back! Get back!

[dinosaurs shrieking]

Quick! Into the forest!

Move! Move!

- [roars]
- [move]

Move!

They're everywhere!

Move! Come on!

Olson?!

Go! Go! Get to the cliff!

- Move!
- Got all of the supplies!

Move!

[growling]

- Let go of my...
- [squeals]

...leg.

[chuckles]

[Olson grumbles]

Move. Move. Up! Up! Up!

Go. Go. Go, go, go.

OLSON: That's the last
of 'em for now.

You all right?

Sir, the sound
we heard on the sub,

the groaning,

I think raptors, mosasaurs...

I think we passed through
to somewhere...

different.

I mean, at the very least,

like the Galapagos, where
evolution forged its own line

because it's so remote.

Yeah, I know,
but where on Earth have we--

have we found living dinosaurs,
still living dinosaurs?

I mean, yeah, sure, birds.

Ancestors,
million years old,

100 million years later, but...

I don't think
we're in some place.

I think we're in some time.

You really think that...

we traveled back in time?

No, no, no. I know--
I know it sounds impossible.

But...

But how else do you
explain dinosaurs?

Yeah, well,
the where and the when

doesn't make much difference
now, does it?

What matters is we get
to that cliff.

Okay, then we can figure out
what the hell went down

and how to get off
this bloody island. Copy?

- Yes, sir.
- Right?

- Yes, sir.
- Let's go.

[siren blares]

[P.A.] Dr. Rimawi, Dr. Rimawi,

to the theater immediately.

[monitor beeping]

Hello, Margaret.

Chris.

I haven't seen you in weeks.

I know. I should have
come by sooner.

You look--

Oh, terrible.

I know.

But I am fighting.

I don't know anyone
who looked great

when they were in the middle
of the fight of their lives.

Listen, I don't know
how to say this.

Is this about Lee?

I haven't heard anything
from them all day.

They should have docked by now

and be on their way here.

What happened to Lee?

What happened
to my child, Christopher?

Margaret, they're missing.

- Ohh.
- They were on the Bering Sea.

They encountered
a Russian submarine.

We're afraid that they may
have been taken hostage.

We are doing
everything we can to--

Why are you here?

You should be trying
to find Lee.

That sub is nowhere to be found.

Every resource in my fleet

is being directed
to finding that Russian sub.

I promise you, Margaret.

I want you to leave, Chris.

I want you to leave
and find my child.

That's all I care about
right now.

I'm going into surgery
in a couple of days.

I may not come out of it.

- Maggie, don't--
- Don't you "Maggie" me, Chris.

I know that look
when something's too damn big.

But you always found a way...

you and Mom.

You always found a way.

Now pinky-promise me.

I love you, big sis.

And I love you, too.

Now go find Lee.

[sighs]

[wildlife calling]

[brush rustles]

Keep moving. Keep going.

[wildlife calling]

Sir, stop.

Listen.

I think the raptors gave up.

All right, Engineers,
bring it in.

Bring it in. Take a knee.

[groans]

All right, north
of the cliff face is a cave.

I spotted two silhouettes,
humans.

I think it's our best bet
to make contact and regroup.

Okay, but we gotta be cautious.
I think it's safe.

We need rest. We need water,
at least a couple hours sleep.

So we need to prepare
to defend ourselves.

[steady thumping]

[roar]

[heavy thumping]

[brush rustling]

Shh.

[growling]

[thumping receding]

All clear.

All right, we gotta move.

I think the cliff face
is climbable.

Stay down. Stay silent.
Stay in formation.

If you see anything
or hear anything,

you hit the ground ASAP,
you understand?

- Copy, sir.
- Right, let's move.

Come on.

Right, that's the cave
I saw earlier. Let's go!

[Remizov wincing]

[heavy thumping]

[growls]

[twig snaps]

[grunts]

Run!

We gotta make a beeline
for the cave!

- Don't look behind you!
- Run!

[roars]

Move! Come on!

Identify yourself!

Ahm!

[roaring]

Ahm, is it safe?!

Okay, we got our cave.

Move. Move. Move. Go.

[roaring]

Lee, cover our six!
Wait for the others!

Go, go!

[snarling]

[heavy thumping]

[dramatic music playing]

♪♪

He's right there.

[snarling]

My phone!

OLSON: Keep climbing, Larue!

[shuddering]

[roar echoes]

- Larue!
- My phone!

[yelps]

Verdammt!

[dinosaur snorting]

Hey, hey. Hey.

It's okay.

That was
my last connection to her.

[crying]

Larue, Tyler, you two come here.

LARUE: Yes, sir.

So what do you reckon,
that's 25 feet?

Yes, sir.

And with your skill sets,

do you think you have a chance
of hitting that thing?

What, with a knife?

Affirmative.

Carotid artery,
right behind the ear.

Like you took out the mosasaur.

Yeah, I was-- It was
close combat, and I had an ax.

It's a completely
different situation.

Tyler, if you got a better idea,
speak up now.

Other than that,
just keep your trap shut, yeah?

Yes, sir.

Don't miss.

Copy that.

[knife clicks]

[dramatic music playing]

♪♪

[growls]

[squeals]

[body thumps]

Thanks, Mum.

[German accent] Well, uh...

before we get into
the squabblings, hmm,

Ahm has invited you
into the cave,

so come, rest, ja?

Just for a little while.
We gotta keep moving.

We got a plan to get off
this bloody island,

so we can't be too long.

Ja. Ja, Herr Kapitän.

Ahm, was it?

Ah, thank you
for saving our skin back there.

Thank you for letting us
share this cave.

I appreciate it.

[laughs] Ja.

Ahm is insightful, ja?

I have no idea
what he is saying.

I only understand his name, Ahm,

but, uh, he lives
on the island.

And I, like you,
am a survivor, ja.

So my name is Kapitän
zur See Fredrich Von Schoen,

Imperial German Navy.

Imperial?

Now look who is
too proud of themselves.

OLSON: Well, I'm sure some ideas
will be lost in translation.

I apologize
for the frayed nerves.

My name is Captain Tim Olson
of the Royal Australian Navy.

Kapitan Remizov, Russian Navy.

So you think
this is a Russian base?

We are not in Russia.

We are in the middle
of the Aleutian Basin.

The only thing Russian here
is myself and my engineer.

Well, do you know
where we are, Von Schoen?

Nein.

Uh, I was shipwrecked here,

and my navigation told me
there was no island for miles,

just sea for miles.

How long have you been
on the island?

I don't know.

I have lost count of the days.

Hey, Lee, sit down.

Uh, we-- we should
keep climbing, keep moving.

- Right?
- We need to rest.

It doesn't matter.

Our last camp lasted what,

20 minutes before we
had to run for our lives.

- Yeah.
- Ty, we run

the minute we start any damn
plan on this godforsaken island!

Hey! Hey, it's okay.
We can hear you.

[sighs]

Ty...

my mum is my best friend.

- I know.
- And any chance I had...

of connecting with her
while she's still alive...

is gone.

Right, everything I do
will be in the name

of getting off
this bloody island, all right?

I just-- I mean,
is this even Russia?

Again! I'm telling you,
we're not in Russia.

I'm sure we've all seen versions
of the same satellite photos.

We should be in the middle
of the Commander Islands,

Kamchatka shore,
St. Matthew Island,

and Aleutian Islands.

It should be deep ocean
for many miles,

far too deep for an island
or even rocks to crash into.

The Pacific Sea?

The Bering Sea? What?

Oh, you seem to be surprised
about that, friend.

Well, if we are
in the Pacific Northwest,

then why is all the weather
temperate, ja?

Ah, well, where do
you think we are?

I told you. I don't know.

I was in a terrible storm,
and I was knocked out,

and then I'm waking up
on the shores of the island.

Von Schoen, have you even
asked Ahm where we are?

Ja, of course,

but I cannot understand
what he says.

He cannot understand what I say.

I have no more knowledge
of information

as to where we are
than any of you, ja?

Tyler, you really think the
small ones are velociraptors?

[sighs] Velociraptors
or something similar, sir.

We can't know.

They could have
evolved differently

on a remote island like this.

Strange.

But interesting, hmm?

I am curious.

How did you end up
on this island, hmm?

Oh, we commandeered
a Russian sub.

It's beached at the south.
It's got no fuel.

It's twisted. I--
There's no way to recover it.

I don't think we can, um,
repair it at this stage,

but we definitely have a chance
if we can get some sort of fuel.

Ja?

Well, this is wunderbar. Ja.

I also came here
on un submarine.

It is damaged,
irreparable now,

but the fuel tank
is largely intact.

LARUE: We-- We could haul
the fuel to our sub.

Not right now.
It's way too dangerous.

Okay, okay.
So we take a rest, then.

This could work.

All right, we're not gonna
be dragging drums of fuel

in our condition.
We need to rest.

Right, everyone on rotation.

Tyler, you're
on picket duty first.

All right, everyone,
take a beat.

[monitor beeping]

The SWISS haven't reported
anything unusual

or en route from the shore.

The present wreckage seems to be
that of the Australian barge.

Signs of life?

Rescue boat?
Items left behind?

No, sir.

If your niece's crew is alive,

they should be
aboard the Russian sub,

not this ghost ship.

And where is that sub?

There must be something
we are missing.

Sir, I have been looking
through some old report files

of missing vessels,
and I found something.

A German U-ship
from World War I.

23 soldiers went missing

when returning from
a Russian surveillance mission,

70 years ago in the exact spot

the Australian ship
went missing.

Were they attacked as well?

Well, that's the thing, sir.

The Germans investigated,

and they didn't find anything
out of the ordinary at first.

But then they started digging
deeper into a weather anomaly,

and they found way more
than just impacted weather.

They found dramatic shifts
and fluctuations in gravity.

Mostly imperceptible,

but at its worst...

It affects the speed of time,

like a black hole,
a time dilation.

Time dilation?

It happens very often,
almost every day in small ways.

Like a clock at 3,000 feet ticks
different than at ground level.

We need to confer data with the
other branches of the military,

find out what the hell
happened out there.

And if there's anything
that can help us

find that damn
Russian submarine now.

On it.

[wildlife calling]

OLSON: Okay, Bradley.
Shift over.

All right, listen up.
It's zero-dark-hundred.

Reveille in two hours.

Everyone put their heads down,
get some rest.

It's my turn to keep watch.

Is that skull human?

Who put that knife through it?

[grunts]

Cheh.

[rolls tongue]

He says, uh, there are
more people like him.

Many. I can confirm this.

I have seen them
from a distance, of course.

Where? In the cave or out there?

[grunts]

Ah, he means to say
they are out there.

And, uh, they are the ones

putting the knife
in the skull and such, ja?

All right, all we can do
is be cautious.

Well, the T-rex attacking us

might have actually
been a good thing.

Maybe it'll keep the people
from trying to enter the cave.

[dripping]

You hear that?

Water.

Mein Gott...

I think you may be right.

[laughs] Thank God.

Is it coming
from the back of the cave?

All right,
we should check it out.

We still need
a source of water. I'll go.

No, I'll go.

My watch is over,

and I really,
really need some water.

All right, understood.
Just be careful.

If you hear or see
anything back here,

you get back here ASAP, copy?

You have my word.

And I won't take
more than my share,

just enough to fill my canteen.

All right,
you got 10 minutes, Bradley.

You get back here ASAP.

Yes, sir.

[tense music playing]

[dripping]

[rocks shift]

Did-- Did Ahm's people do this?

Still no moisture.

Where is that echo coming from?

[ominous music playing]

[soft music playing]

[drips echoing]

The knife.

Russian!

He's taken the knife
from the skull.

Oi!

- Where's the knife?!
- How would I know?!

Look around you, Einstein.
You're outnumbered.

I have done nothing
but comply with you

since the moment
the dinosaurs arrived!

Why not ask your crew member,

who, good fighter or no,
is clearly a nervous wreck?

She's not a nervous wreck.
She's grieving.

- Have some compassion.
- Grieving?

All right, arms up.

This is ridiculous.

You've already
taken everything from me.

He's clean.

I have a button
sewn into my left pocket.

You're welcome to that.

And what of your pockets,
Australians? Huh?

TYLER: Nothing but an ax.

Just this.

We're clear.

[tense music playing]

♪♪

[snort]

[shrieks]

BRADLEY: Run!

Get out! Run!

TYLER: Jen!

Oh, my God!

[hisses]

Bradley!

No, no, no, no. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

REMIZOV: We need
to get out of here!

- Hey, hey, hey. Hey.
- [coughing]

Hey, hey, hey.

I think... [gasps]

I think my watch...

is done, sir.

I'm sorry, Bradley.

I-I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

ANDREYEV: What if there
are more of those creatures?

[Tyler sighs]

We gotta get out of this cave.
It's not safe.

We gotta get to that sub,
get the fuel,

and get off this bloody island.

VON SCHOEN: I have
found a way down. Come.

Sorry I couldn't give you
a proper burial, Bradley.

Your sacrifice
is not gonna be in vain.

Let's move.

ANDREYEV: We have to go now.

OLSON: Fredrich, we've got
to get to your sub now.

[adventurous music playing]

♪♪

Is the compass working yet?

Uh, negative.

It's a graduation gift
from my...

Yeah.

Fredrich, how close
do you reckon we are?

Why don't you see
for yourself, hmm?

This is chaos. How are we
supposed to siphon the fuel?

Ja, ja, ja. I understand.

But I think you must be
entrusting of me

with the task, ja?

There is much shredded steel
around the fuel tank, ja?

But there is one fuel tank
still intact.

But it will be precarious work,
you see.

So I think it is best
if I go alone to do this.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

No, no, we didn't
come all this way

to watch you get crushed
by this broken mess.

No. Team, fan out.

- Set up a perimeter.
- Sir.

Gonna try to brace this thing...

move it along.

If you must, Herr Olson,

but I think that you will be
finding that having more bodies

will not be less complicating
of the task in hand, Ja?

[grunting]

Go! Go! Hurry up!

Do you not understand?

This is metal hull
that has been torn by a rock.

It is not meant
to be gripped in such a fashion.

It must be held delicately.

Also it is slick
with waves and ocean mist, ja?

This is it! You understand?

This is the only way
off the island!

You are panicking, Herr Olson.

You panic, you get cut.

You get fuel in the wound,

and guess what.
You be getting the gangrene.

And that is not good, my friend.

Aw, this is wasting time!

I am not going in there.

You will crush me,
and then what?

I'm having one leg
for the rest of my life. No!

This is a one-person job.

Herr Olson, please.

- Right. All right.
- Look at me.

This way in which you
are behaving, Herr Olson,

it is folly.

All right. All right, all right.

All right.

Maybe you're right, yeah.

As long as you're prepared--

I am prepared!

All right.

All right.
Remizov, you're with me!

Be quick.

Tyler, Ahm,
dart in and out of the bush!

Keep an eye on the water!

Make sure everyone's got an ax.

Larue, go east.
I'm gonna head west.

Copy, sir.

I hope you know
what you're doing!

[wildlife calling]

Ahm, your people...

how did they get here?

They use boats?

You know, boats?

No boats.

Must stay on Caspak.

This?

This is all Caspak?

Must stay...

on Caspak.

Why?

Don't you want to get off?

What, do you have family here?
Do you have fri--

You have family here.

Tsuh.

[rolls tongue]

Bad people.

We must go.

Okay.

Can you-- Can you
tell the difference?

Good people? Bad people?

Yeah.

We spend our whole lives
trying to do the same.

Ahm, how did you learn
about this land?

In Caspak...

my people...

we have many ideas...

that we can learn in one day.

Why is it your words...

your speech,
i-it gets so much better?

Yes.

This is how we change.

The island wants me to change.

How "we" change?

- What do you mean?
- My people.

We learn many things.

We can learn many languages.

We have many children.

And our children have children,

and we get to meet
those children

and their children.

How is that possible?

My people...

we live many lifetimes.

I think with the...

the tides, the daylight hours,
that has to mean something.

But are you comparing
your people to my people?

Yes. You understand.

[laughs]

On Caspak...

my people...

we are much like your people.

And you only run
towards your past.

My people, we remember, yes...

but it is only the future
we run to.

Your lifetime...

it's like days to me.

So the dinosaurs...

they're always moving
towards the past.

And your people,
they move towards the future.

Eh, that's why
the dinosaurs are here.

They shouldn't be here.

There is no shouldn't be
on Caspak.

Nothing ever really changes.

That is our way.

I don't understand. It's just...

time just kind of
spins everywhere?

It's not linear?

Yes. It's more complicated
than that.

We should keep going.

- [groans]
- Ah, good work.

You did it, Fredrich.

[sighs]

Ja!

Whew! We're lucky
no one died, ja?

Whoo hoo hoo!

And we will die soon...

of dehydration if we don't
take this away immediately.

There is enough fuel in here

to start the process
und run a test.

It's about, uh, half
of what was in my submarine.

Wait, half?
You only got half?

Ja, only got the half.

But I did not panic
like some people, Herr Olson.

Oh, we stay.
We stick up a perimeter.

We-- We can't risk

the rest of the fuel
if the transfer works.

Ja. I will be back to help
with the rest of the process.

Okay, so we're gonna empty

the rest of that fuel
into something.

[sighs] And then you get this
and fill up the sub.

Is there another liftable tank
in the wreck somewhere?

No.

Then how do we--

There is a wooden crate
with big glass bottles

about a meter into the sea
that way.

Hmm? You!

Come help me carry this

and show me
how to refuel the submarine.

No, no, no, no.
You take one of my men.

[laughs]

Herr Olson...

I will take the Kapitän,

or I will not be taking
the fuel at all.

These are my terms, hmm?

Fine.

Fine. You go with Von Schoen.

[sighs] Time's of the essence.
All right.

Come, come, come,
come, come, come.

[groans]

Und remember.

Patience with
the refueling process, ja?

- Mm-hmm.
- All right.

We'll start
making our way to you

once we're done
with our transfer

and hopefully
you're done with yours.

So we'll make a dart line
to your location.

- All right.
- XO.

Uh, final gut check?

What, Tyler?

I think one of us
should go with 'em, sir.

Normally, yes,

but we know absolutely nothing
about fuel transfer,

so it's
the most efficient answer.

If you trust them, sir.

Look-- [sighs]

Remizov's not gonna leave one
of his comrades behind, is he?

And the more hands
make light work.

We need as many hands as we can
to fill the bottles with fuel.

I just feel like, sir--

Well, look, Tyler...

I want you to understand
something, okay?

If we can't trust Remizov,

if we can't trust Van Schoen,

as much as I don't want to,

we'll never get to see
Australian soil again.

You understand what I'm saying?

Yes, sir.

Stop questioning everything.

Yes, sir.

Sir...

Ahm said something to me
about the island.

Said this place
is called Caspak.

Caspak?

Yeah, but Ahm
doesn't speak good English.

It almost sounds Russian.

Andreyev, does Caspak
ring a bell to you?

Caspak?

It sounds a little
like Russian for "summary,"

but no, it means nothing to me.

All right,
we're gonna have to ask

the captain
when he gets back, then.

- Sir.
- Yeah.

[wildlife calling]

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Keep quiet.

[roar]

[heavy footsteps]

What was that?

Voices low. Shh!

[footsteps receding]

We have to get
to your submarine now.

These cliffs,
they are being patrolled, ja?

Give me the ax.

Danke.

The back. Come on.

I swear it wasn't this slow
when Van Schoen was here.

This is madness.

Ah, you can't even
get to the fuel tank

without cutting your arms up.

It's like the submarine itself

didn't want us
to get at that fuel.

Larue, you can't
think like that.

Well, that's
the superstitious crap.

All right? It's slow going

'cause the wreckage
is surrounding the fuel tank.

You're right, sir.

[raptor snarling]

The fast ones!

[snarling]

[tense music playing]

Sir, sir, we can use these.

- Molotov cocktails.
- Oh, we need to get a fire.

- Have you got a lighter?
- I do, sir, yes.

No, no, we need that fuel.

I can take out a couple dinos
with my ax.

Sir, you know I can.

Yeah, I know you can,
okay, but you--

Ax one once they get close,

but these are gonna
take out more than one,

at least slow 'em down,
and you can finish 'em off.

- Fine.
- Ready, sir.

All right, come on.

Agh! For Bradley!

[shrieks]

[wails]

[laughs]

[Tyler groans]

[Tyler moaning]

Can you stand?

Okay.

Thank you.

You're okay.

- [sighs]
- You're okay.

- Thank you.
- You're okay.

It almost got me.

All right, I think
that was the last of 'em.

All that work for nothing.

What a waste of fuel.

Yeah, well,
don't worry about the fuel.

It's no point if we're dead.

Can't think about that now.

We gotta get you patched up.

- I'm good. I'm good.
- You're all right?

- Yeah.
- All right, grab the tarp.

Take it with us.

[tense music playing]

There is a clearing
up ahead, ja.

But we need to be careful.

Make as little noise
as possible.

[insects buzzing]

The mosasaur, it's--
it's no longer weighing us down.

We should be able to get
out of here much faster.

Ja.

And the high tide
will lift the submarine soon

almost entirely on its own.

I wonder why there
has not been high tide yet.

Or has there?

I wonder if time
even works on this island.

Ja.

Now I just need you

to explain
the fuel dumping valves to me.

Of course.

[helicopter thrumming]

All sensors indicate

there was an extreme
gravitational flux in this area.

Gravitational flux?
Is that even possible?

We run the numbers
and the data with NASA,

NOAA, and other
military officials.

Nothing else makes sense.

But we're unable
to lock down a location.

Maybe they're in the same place
as that Russian sub

and the German U-boat
from World War I.

Yeah, but where would
they have gone, Admiral?

They have to be somewhere.

And if they are,
how do we reach them?

FRB 2220 610A...

was a radio wave
that was detected,

from all places,
as Western Australia,

in June of 2022.

Now, an FRB
is difficult to observe,

but is constantly happening,

and from all four corners
of the universe.

Now, this is just the latest
major detection

from halfway
across the universe.

They travel vast distances
for billions of miles,

and they can send messages.

Do you think that they travel

across gravitational
anomalies, too?

I think it's our best bet

for communicating,
sending a message.

So let's get to work
and find out.

Rue.

Time to move.

- What are you doing?
- Sorry, sir.

I was hoping I could find
at least one more bottle.

Lug a bit more extra fuel.

[sniffs]

Uh, Ty...

smell this.

[sniffs] What does that
smell like to you?

Sir, those old Russian
pig boats, what do they run on?

Uh, well, if it's
a standard Project 677 Lada,

um, like they said, they should
be running on diesel fuel.

Still can't believe they
commission those old pig boats.

I mean, I guess
we should just be grateful

not all their subs
are nuclear these days, but...

- This is kerosene.
- I know.

This is kerosene.
Sir, it's kerosene, not diesel.

That's not a type of fuel
they use in the subs, though.

I know.
It doesn't make any sense.

Germany's entire flotilla
are 212A diesel electric subs.

It doesn't make any sense.

Kerosene burns
completely different to diesel.

- Why are they--
- I don't know.

I know submarines
haven't used those in...

what, a hundred years?

Maybe it's intentional.

You know, covert tactics
to avoid detection.

We need to search this wreckage.

I don't think Kapitän Von Schoen
is being totally honest with us.

Other man...

not honest?

No. Um, he tricked us.

Find proof. Here.

TYLER: What is that?

It's Von Schoen.

1914. What--

Look how old this is.

[gasps]

Wh-What is he?

World War I reenactor?

With what, with his own
World War I sub?

I mean, there are, like,
six of them left in the world.

He did say the Imperial Navy.

I didn't even think his navy

would have gone through
name changes.

Don't you guys see
what this means?

Do you remember how confused
he was by the names of islands?

Islands that had different names
100 years ago.

[laughs] This whole time,
he must have thought we were...

eccentric spies. Who knows?

- He's not 100 years old!
- I don't know what to tell you.

- You said it yourself.
- So 1910.

What, that's when Germany
got into eugenics?

What, he's a...

He's what, a monster?

Maybe.

Oh, my God.

He's tricked us into stalling.

- Shit.
- Kerosene.

It's pure kerosene
going through a diesel engine.

At best,
you'll stall the engine.

At worse, he's gonna
blow up the Lada.

We gotta move. Move!

LARUE: We need to go. Let's go!

[groans] Das ist so schwer.

[groaning] Mein Gott.

[mutters]

[panting]

Ja. [laughs]

[humming a tune]

Ah, ja.

Admiral, these FRBs are
transient radial pulses

that last about
half a millisecond

to about 30 seconds.

If we're gonna send a message,
it needs to be brief.

Understood.

ETA, Pearce?

Uh, I've almost
got it locked here.

Good. If we can get
a message to them,

then maybe they can respond

and they can tell us
where they are,

and then we could figure out
how the hell to bring 'em home.

[telephone rings]

[ring ring]

[ring]

Have you found my child?

Margaret, are you okay?

Where's Lee?

We might be able
to get a message to Lee.

Not good enough.

Do you hear me?

I'm doing everything I can,
Margaret.

I love you.

I'll swing by when you're
back in your room.

[sighs]

All right, sir. You about ready?

[waves crashing]

[grunting]

All right,
let me do the talking.

If Remizov's alive,

we can't let Von Schoen
know what's up.

Larue, don't draw your ax
until you're 100% sure.

I'll trust you'll know when.

- [Von Schoen grunting]
- [pounding]

All right, let's go.

OLSON: Fredrich.

How's the fuel going?

Well, here he is.
Oh, I'm glad to be seeing you.

Herr Olson, come.

I am chopping wood, ja?

I'm using it to create levers

to lift the submarine
out of the water.

It needs a final push,

and I think you are just the man
to be helping me, so come!

I want to talk about
our escape plan, Fredrich.

How much fuel
do you reckon we have?

Where's Remizov?

Oh, j Remizov.
Ja, ja, ja, of course.

Listen, I think, for now,

we focus on the wood.

Und Remizov is
on the submarine.

He cannot wait to--

- No!
- [groans]

- Olson!
- Olson! No!

Not quite.

[laughs]

Where is Remizov?

He's nearby. I needed bait

in case our little
lizard friends show up.

You lie! You killed him!

No. [chuckles] I have
seen enough of these creatures

to know that they
are not carrion feeders.

I would never leave
this island with any of you.

And I am going now alone.

It doesn't have to be
like this, Fredrich!

Ah-ah.

Now, my Australian ally and I

will wade out to the submarine.

I will push him back to you,

and then I am leaving.

Oh, you don't understand!

The fuel isn't even compatible!

At best, it'll damage the sub.

- At worst, it--
- No, no, no, no.

Now, now. Let's not lie, hmm?

I have seen the intelligence
on Russian Karp submarines.

True, I am not familiar
with this exact model,

but they all run
on the same kerosene.

Oh, this is nothing
like a Karp sub.

Kerosene just burns away
in seconds in that thing.

Well, if you have
seen one failure

of substandard
Russian engineering,

you have seen them all.
And I have seen one,

so I have seen them all.

I already know how
to put the fuel in the tank.

The rest is simple.

Please, just let us help you
get off the island safely!

Fredrich, this is
a different era!

We're in a different era!
It's a different century!

That's why the dinosaurs
are here!

Darwin's found plenty of islands

filled with crazy
big reptiles, ja?

And none of them were
any more special than this one.

Darwin would have some thoughts

on your crazed ramblings
as well.

Fredrich! Must stay on Caspak!

Please, no!
We're trying to help you!

We can help you
get off the island safely!

I hear your little mind games!

And war has made me
invulnerable to them, hmm?

[laughs] Now...

I am leaving.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Come.

Fredrich, no, no, no,
no, no, no. Come on.

Come on!

You don't have to do this!

You're gonna blow yourself up!

Please!
We can get you off safely!

No! [gasps]

Van Schoen, this is
your last chance!

Van Schoen,
that is a diesel engine!

Without lubrication in diesel,
the pistons are gonna spark!

You gotta listen, Van Schoen!

Listen, you're gonna
blow yourself up!

[speaking German]

I am giving your captain
back to you!

Be thankful!

- No.
- [Olson gasps]

No, no, no! Olson!

Olson!

[alarms blaring]

Agh! [speaking German]

COMPUTER: Boot system
is activated.

There. And now...

Okay, Admiral,
send your message.

Lee, it's Uncle Jackman.

Tell us where you are,
and we'll bring you home.

- No!
- No! Damn it!

No.

Someone had to press a button
to try and call us.

How do-- How do we
get them back again?

We can't.

Any signal we had,
it's not there anymore.

Would it be possible to call
them on a smartphone from here

if we have their number?

I don't know about a call.

What about a text? Can we send
a text through the signal?

In theory.

Make it happen.
I'll be right back.

It's a lost cause, sir.

It was a miracle that we

even got in touch
with them when we did.

This is my sister's daughter
in there.

If this was your family,
you wouldn't hesitate

to do whatever it takes to put a
mother in touch with her child.

Now get it done!

- Olson!
- Olson!

[gasps]

[wails]

Ols--

Olson is gone.

Bradley is gone.

This doesn't feel real.

Mmm.

Maybe this is hell.

Maybe we died already

and that's why Ahm
keeps on saying

that we can't leave the island.

And it'll just be this
for all eternity.

TYLER: Our only way off this
island is the World War I sub.

We need to get that working.

I can try to rewire
the operational controls,

but it could take some time.

Kapitan?

[gasping]

Kapitan?

TYLER: What happened?

Von Schoen, he betrayed me.

He's trying to take the Lada.
You have to stop him.

Psst!

Ahm?

[snarl]

[roars]

No, no.

The mosasaur's attack
must have attracted it here.

We gotta distract it.
Otherwise, it'll go for the sub.

You-- You get Remizov.

I'll-- I'll distract it.

Lean forward! Lean forward!

- Lean forward!
- Hey!

Hey, come and get it!

- Come on! Hey!
- [roars]

- Go on. Get up.
- Hey!

- Get up!
- Over here!

Hey! Look over here!

Look at me! Come and get me!

We gotta move!

Go! Larue!

- Come on.
- Larue, it's not working!

We gotta go! We gotta move!

Larue, move!

Move! Get up! Get up! Get up!

- Go! Go!
- This is futile!

We are slowing you down!
There! There, a climbable tree!

- What are you doing?
- We'll never outrun that beast

with my injury!
We will distract it! Go!

We will work on the sub!

Leona. We both have
two good arms and one good leg.

Up.

- Up. Up.
- If we live, we find you.

You're not gonna
get high enough!

Do not waste our sacrifice! Go!

LARUE: We'll meet you
down on the beach at the sub!

Tyler, come on!

We've gotta loop around
and get to the beach!

[roaring]

Go. Go, go. Come on.

[roaring]

My God, it's trying
to shake us down.

Remizov!

- [screams]
- No!

[screams]

[snarling]

No! No!

No.

Now we're never
getting off this island.

We need to move.

The raptors won't appease
the appetite of the T-rex.

No!

If the wrong people find us,

they will kill us!

We must find safety!

No. No, no, no.

That T-rex is stopping
our every attempt to escape.

We have to kill it.

Let's hide in the forest.

We make a plan from there.

If we stick to the shoreline,

maybe we could get there
without it knowing.

Do not despair.

I am still with you.

Come on.

[wildlife calling]

Come on. Quick.

TYLER: It's not chasing us.

Okay. I have a plan.

But you're
not gonna like it, Ty.

What?

We have to split up.

What? No! No.

This is a chance
for a real distraction.

If I get into
a good enough position,

I could sever its brainstem.

Lee, no! There's no way
we're splitting up!

You need to go downstream
as far as you can.

Use the creek to cover
your tracks, cover your scent.

Okay, just go
until it loses you.

It'll be easier if I
do this alone. I'm faster

and can maneuver quicker
than both of you.

It's-- It's the only way.

Lee, there is no way
that we are splitting up.

We always protect each other.

- No. No.
- Yeah.

I'm just sorry
that I didn't realize

what protecting you
really meant until right now.

What are you talking about?

You've always been there
for me, Tyler,

pretty much since
the moment that I met you.

Through our-- our shitty C.O.s
a-and dangerous repairs,

training,
my birthday in Brizzie...

your birthday in Bali.

Countless hours out at sea.

My Mum's illness.
This nightmare!

You have always
been there for me,

and I know that you
always will be.

It's my turn to be here for you.

Go with Ahm now.

I-I'll meet back up with you
when the T-rex is dead.

Lee, your Mum, okay?

You gotta get back for your mum.

You gotta get back for your mum.

Mum is with me.

She's always been with me.

- I want you to have this.
- Lee--

She's with me,
whether I have it or not.

Use it to remember me by.

Go downstream!

I'll catch up.

There's no way I'm doing this.

No way. You come with me.

We go together. We go together.

I have lost far too much, Tyler.

I have to save
the people that I can.

And the person that I love.

Okay, even-- even if
you can't hold me,

just know that I am
with you always.

No. Come--
You gotta come with me.

You gotta come with me.

- Come with me.
- No. Just go.

- Come with me.
- Go.

No! Get off me!

You have to get out of here.

We move quickly, we survive!

Ahm, take Tyler.
Get out of here. Survive.

Yeah.

Lee, no!

Hey! Hey!

Status report, Pearce?

There's no way to tell
until it's done.

You text the number
you're trying to reach,

and there's a one in a billion
chance that it goes through.

No time like the present.

Pearce, thank you
for everything you've done.

I'm putting you in
for a promotion.

You'll make one hell
of an admiral one day.

Thank you, sir.

[roars]

[growling]

Come on, let's find
your way home.

For Tyler.

I'm sorry.
We can't count on Lee.

We've gotta stop the T-rex.

We gotta kill that T-rex.

I would very much like
to kill the giant one.

It hunts my people.

He's a juggernaut, but...

Damn it!
I don't know what to do!

Wait.

The fast ones.

- Yeah, the velociraptors.
- Yeah.

Okay, yeah, I wanna kill them
as well as the T-rex, okay,

but how?

We make them attack each other.

If we lure the giant one
into their territory,

they will kill to defend it.

Yes.

Yes. Yes.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, you ready?

Then we run
like we've never run before.

Mm.

No, wait.

What if the fast ones,
they might--

Look, if we
don't kill the T-rex,

we're dead, anyway.

Let's do this.

[both yell]

[roaring]

TYLER: You want it?!

Come on! Come and get it!

Come and get it!

The velociraptors' territory
is in the next clearing.

[chuckles]

The T-rex is coming,

but we have to spook them
so they attack.

You ready?

[pterosaur screeches]

Okay. Let's go.

For Lee! [yells]

Hey, come on.

Come on!

[roars]

[squeals]

[shrieks]

[gurgles]

Yeah!

[winces]

[snarls]

Ahm!

Tyler!

Run! Survive!

Ahm!

[roar]

No. No.

[roar]

Die, bastard!

Lee!

Tyler! Tyler! Ty!

Um... [groaning]

You're okay. You okay?

Oh, my God. You're alive.

- You're alive.
- I couldn't leave you here.

[laughs]

I thought you were dead.

I wouldn't leave you here.

[faint siren blaring]

[door opens]

I told you you'd make it.

It was touch-and-go for a bit.

A long road ahead.

Did you ever get ahold of Lee?

No. I'm sorry.

But you might be able to.

Look...

you gotta be
very careful with this.

Because this
is possibly the key

to getting in touch
with her again.

Oh?

- Okay?
- Oh, yeah.

Now, before you use it,
I gotta tell you,

something happened to Lee.

[Tyler sighs]

You're okay. I got you.

- Yeah.
- I got you.

Almost there.

[Larue laughs] You okay?

These Ahm's people?

Yeah.

- Tyler.
- Hi.

I have heard much of you.

Lee, I would have
come back for you.

- You know I would have.
- No way would I have let you.

You're here now because you ran.

Here. Here you go.

You're okay. You're okay.
You all right?

I bring good news.

All tribes send good word.

With the giant one gone,
treaties are being offered.

Now please rest.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

You know, I-I learned

some interesting secrets
about Caspak.

The people here-- [laughs]

I don't know, they--
they live many times,

many lives.

Yeah. Before Ahm died...

You know, he might
not really be gone.

Time...

Time is in flux here.

And it would be if we left.

When the Lada got here
and landed ashore,

we were just here, right?

- Right.
- So...

if we went back, wouldn't it
just be the same thing?

We'd just arrive
at any moment in time.

You know, maybe
at the Earth's creation

and there's just volcanoes
and dead space.

Or, I don't know, after the
sun's already become a red dwarf

and there's nothing.

This is yours, by the way.

[chuckles]

Thank you.

My mum, uh, if I did go back...

she likely would
have died long ago.

Or...

never have even been born.

You know, it--
the chances of finding

even-- even a shred
of her existence

are practically zero.

I think people from the outside

arrive on this island, but...

they never leave.

Is that really how you feel?

This island is our home now.

Wow.

That sunset really is...

too beautiful to be real.

[chuckles] I mean...

where, even, are we?

[laughs]

We're definitely not in Bali.

No, definitely not.

And it's not
the Bering Sea, so...

No.

Just-- Just know this, Tyler.

I'm yours.

Wherever we are.

Wh- Whenever we are.

Now, always, and forever...

I forgot.

My people found this
on their journey.

I thought you might know
more about it.

- My phone.
- N-No way.

I thought it was gone forever.

Nothing is gone forever.

Thank you.

Thank you.

[smartphone chirps]

Uh...

it's from Mum.

[message chimes]

"Lee...

I know-- I know
wherever you are,

great adventures lay ahead."

"Know that you are in my heart

and I am at peace."

"I love you forever."

[laughs]

Who...

You should try and, um,
text somebody back.

I mean, is that even possible?

No, probably not.

I-I guess I have to try.

Yeah.

[smartphone chimes]

Let me see.

Maggie, look.

Oh, read it, please.

"And I will always love you,
Mom, until the end of time."

Oh, oh, thank you.

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