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[dramatic opening music]

Control, the hive is humming.

I repeat: The hive is humming.

Control, we have confirmed cloud formation.

I repeat: The cotton is in the gin.

Roger that.

We have minimal wind shear and a very high ceiling.

We're looking good.

-And Gary? -Yeah.

Can you quit it with the metaphors?

You're driving us crazy.

Roger that.

Mr. Price, would you describe your writing

as based on science or apocalyptic sensation?

I do think the whole science community

is missing the big picture.

Apocalyptic?

Well, maybe a little,

then again, that's what sells these days, doesn't it?

Please remind me to write a book that more women

would be interested in,

something about relationships or dogs, or both.

Can we just finish up?

I'm starved and I'd like to get my nails done

before that TV interview tonight.

I'm the one being interviewed, not you.

What time is it?

Six, why?

No reason.

Why?

I've got a date.

-We just got here. -Plenty of time.

Do you remember the coffee barista who served us

a couple of really nice cappuccinos?

-Charlie. -I'm just kidding.

She's an old colleague of mine.

Here I find that hard to believe.

Me too.

Mr. Price, I've read all of your novels.

-I'm sorry to hear that. -Well, me too.

I've thought about this a lot and in all

of your sensationalistic writings I've come to find

that you're just as big of a hypocrite

as the scientific and government establishment

that you seek so often to condemn.

Really. How so?

Do you think the solutions offered by any of the characters

to any of the disasters in your book

are better than what is being tried now?

-Would they actually work? -I don't know.

I'm not a scientist.

I'm a writer who is blessed

with the luxury of dreaming up disasters.

I will leave the solutions to the lab rats.

Yeah, but I read that you were once a lab rat yourself,

that you left the scientific community, right?

Who do I make this out to?

[powerful music]

Hey, guys, I think it's raining.

[cheering]

-Yes! -Whoop!

It is raining.

You did it, Jo!

[laughing]

You guys should see this.

[hard wind blowing]

You don't see that every day.

[computer beeping]

Guys, we have a situation.

Fourteen miles due east of here in the town of Harrisford.

[anticipatory music]

[loud crack] [man gasps]

That's not good.

[screaming]

[music intensifies] [continue screaming]

What's taking you so long?

Would you just relax?

I thought I told you to go at the rest stop ten miles ago?

Well, I didn't have to go then.

Look, you don't understand how women work.

Once we know we can't go,

that's exactly when we have to go.

Yeah, that makes no sense.

Can we drop it? I'm done.

Yeah, but so is the book signing if we don't hurry, OK.

Hurry?

You've been driving like my grandma.

I'm hyper-miling, okay?

Going 55 miles an hour is going to net me

an extra 50 miles per tank of gas.

I don't care what it does.

Just don't blame me that we might miss

the damn book signing, okay?

Hello?

Our assignment was a day in the life of Charlie Price.

A day! Not ten minutes, not an hour, a day.

Did you see that?

Did you see those clouds?

Those aren't normal.

I'm getting the camera.

What are you talking about?

You didn't see it?

Look, I'll tell you what I see.

I see my future when I fail this class,

and it isn't good.

It's gone.

So let's go.

Washington is thrilled.

What we need to focus on is why the fourth quarter

didn't perform as well as the third quarter.

Excuse me one moment, ladies and gentlemen.

-Sir. -What is it?

Weather sat delta picked up picked up a blip

on the radar near project Raindancer's test site.

You mind telling me what a blip is?

Yeah. Um...

It's a storm.

That's what Raindancer is supposed to do.

Raindancer is close to 14 miles away from this.

Get Damon on the phone.

Sorry about that, ladies and gentlemen.

Where was I?

Man.

This can't be. This just can't be.

All right, let's not jump to conclusions, Jo.

[cell phone ringing]

Gary, talk to me.

I've gone over all of the data, Jo.

It makes no sense.

- Radar? Thermals? - Yes, of course.

Ulf scans, infrared.

I'm telling you we didn't pick up on anything

until after it hit.

-So what then? -I don't know.

The computers aren't telling me anything.

Something happened here. Keep looking.

I'm looking. I'm looking.

Widen your search.

The data doesn't point to us.

Let's hope not.

-You sure you're okay? -I'm fine!

Really, I'm fine.

They just want to take a look at you.

The cut looks pretty bad.

If you think I'm going to let one of these--

Guys, put a gag in her mouth.

She doesn't know what she's talking about.

I'll meet you there.

[siren wailing]

Joanne Dyson.

Still trying to save the world

one drop of water at a time or are you just thirsty?

Charlie.

So you came to my book signing after all.

How thoughtful.

There were drinks inside you know.

Yeah, well I wasn't really...

Did you see what happened here?

Hey, you two know each other?

Uh, yes. Damon, meet Charlie Price.

Oh. Yeah, I know who Charlie price is.

I was his research assistant at the university

before he became a famous writer.

Oh. I didn't know that.

Before he left science fact for science fiction, huh?

So were you here for all of this, Charlie?

You know me. I've always had this uncanny sense

of being where all the action is.

[cell phone ringing] -Oh, excuse me.

It's Frank.

Yeah, Frank, it's me.

-Frank sounds important. -He is.

So what happened here, Charlie?

Oh, just this massive storm cell appeared out of thin air

and then the sky opened up like Armageddon

and then in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

But, uh, what are you doing here, Jo?

And so fast may I add.

We picked the storm up on our radars.

We raced over as soon as we could.

Storm radars.

Working on anything related?

No.

Pull this leg. It will play Swan River.

What do you want me to say, Charlie?

You know I can't talk.

Look, Frank, we just got on the scene.

We don't know anything for sure yet, but--

Relax, Damon.

Let's not jump to any half-baked conclusions.

There's still plenty of time to figure out what happened.

The serifs have a 48-hour cycle.

The next 24 hours hours are vital.

You know that.

You made it rain, Damon.

Let's not lose sight of that.

Yes, sir.

And Damon, when you do figure it out make sure it wasn't us.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I understand.

I'm just a touch curious what the federal science foundation

is here in the middle of nowhere when this happens.

Even I can't conjure up that kind of coincidence.

We've been stationed here for three years.

-You know that. -Doing what?

-Mostly robotics. -Robotics? Come on, Jo.

Sorry about that interruption. Damon Garwell.

I'm a fan of your books, as crazy as they may be.

Well, it's fiction, Damon. It's supposed to be crazy,

Kind of like a grown woman in a trench coat

sifting through a puddle of water with a test tube.

Hm, don't tell me, earthworm bots?

Your latest experiment is with mechanical earthworms

or maybe it's drainage.

Or maybe it just has something to do

with the freak storm that just tore through this town.

Well, I hope you two caught up,

because we've got a lot of work to do.

Of course. I'm sure you both do.

So I take it our dinner plans are off for tonight?

Yeah, sorry, Charlie. Raincheck?

No pun intended.

I have a TV interview tonight anyway.

I can't wait to tell them about all the fun stuff

that the FSF is doing out here.

You know, earthworm robotics, all that stuff.

Hey, what's Frank's last name? I'd love a quote.

Don't do this, Charlie.

I just can't seem to help myself.

What do you want?

I want to know what you're doing.

-That's out of the question. -Come on, Damon.

-It will be fun. -This conversation is over.

I'm no genius, but you come here checking puddles

for residual trace elements.

I bet if I take my own sample, I could find some heavy oxygen,

maybe some elevated nitrogen levels,

or maybe I just find some anti-depressants.

Trying to make everybody feel good

about the economy these days are we?

Careful, Charlie.

You're smacking a hornet's nest on this one.

That is a terrible analogy.

-It's the truth. -Is it?

People died here.

This isn't going away. I'll make sure of that.

Just excuse us for a second.

Look, Damon, I know Charlie.

He's a dog with a bone.

Yeah, well I'll bury him and that bone if I have to.

This is our entire careers, Jo.

Exactly. Forget the science community.

The news will eat up anything he finds out on his own.

We need to control the situation

and the only way to do that is to keep him close.

So, what's the verdict?

[heavy wind blowing]

Oh no.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

Where the heck are they drawing their energy from?

Where?

Another storm cell formed.

So we're storm chasers now, huh?

Just get in the car.

[tires screeching]

[screams]

-No one's here. -Oh, I know.

They said the signing ended early.

I'm sure it did.

They said something happened. A freak storm or something.

Seriously?

You're not going to talk to me for the rest of the day?

It was your bathroom break.

What? It was your lame hyper-gassy-thingy.

Whatever.

You're so immature.

I'm sure there are plenty of bathrooms around.

-Do you have to go? -Nope.

Yep.

So what now?

We missed Charlie at the book signing,

but we could go to the TV station

and wait for him there.

Plan?

Yeah, fine.

You know, I wonder if it has something to do

with those crazy clouds we found.

Something happened here actually.

Yeah, it's called weather.

It happens in a lot of places I hear.

Look, can we just go

and get our failing grade over with?

-Here you go. -What's that?

I'm not stopping again on the way.

So if you've got to go, there it is.

Gee, thanks.

Are you sure this is the right place?

This is where Gary said the storms formed.

What do you expect to find?

Hopefully nothing.

Do you see anything?

Come on. We can't go chasing every little gust of wind

-and drop of rain now, can we? -Yes we can,

Until we can confirm that it wasn't us that caused it.

Gary, we're here and there isn't a cloud in the sky.

What's causing these cells to form?

I'm telling you, Jo, I don't know.

They are like ghosts.

They are coming and going with no rhyme or reason.

They're moving through areas of absolutely

no frontal activity.

Maybe that's what I'll should tell Damon.

That they're ghost storms. That should go over well.

I'm sure that Frank would love to hear that.

Okay, well, what do you want me to say, Jo?

Because at this point, everything is on the table?

Well keep looking, Gary. We need to figure this out.

Okay, fine, bye.

What's this?

Whoa!

What's wrong?

This water is freezing.

Charlie, give me that.

I bet I could make a fortune selling this online.

-Just give it back. -What is this?

This is our experiment and the culmination

of years of research.

Well, I'm sorry that it ended this way.

It didn't end. We've got about 1,999 more

of them still floating around up there.

Why doesn't that sound comforting?

-What does it do? -Hold on, Jo.

This is classified information, remember?

Oh, you mean this.

-Finders keepers. -Come on.

We have more important things to do.

Look, if something has gone wrong,

then it's because we missed it.

We need to challenge what we think we know

with some fresh outside perspective.

Charlie is one of the most brilliant men I've ever known.

-I agree. -You're not helping.

Look, we need to think outside of the box

and he could be a zero gravity thinker?

Him? A zero gravity thinker?

Why not? I'm feeling lighter all ready.

Fine. Whatever.

It's part of a serif.

It's basically a self-propelled

self-sustaining silver iodide generator.

Silver iodide, Jo.

We've been seeding clouds for 50 years.

That's nothing new.

With the seed clouds you actually need clouds,

something that's becoming increasingly rare

in drought-plagued regions.

With Joanne's technology first, it makes the clouds.

Then it seeds them. It's revolutionary.

But is it incendiary?

What?

This thing could be a pretty nasty weapon

if pointed in the right direction.

Mr. Conspiracy.

Well, you know, not every government science project

is a weapon.

Said the blind man to his deaf dog.

-What? -All I'm saying,

you can't make something out of nothing.

It's not nothing, Charlie. It's water,

and the chemical reaction that creates it is sound.

So, please, let's just fan out

and see if any more dropped out of their formation.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

Charlie, it's me.

Nora, you're out all ready.

How are you, sweetheart?

I'm fine. I told you it was nothing.

Just a little shaken up, that's all.

Well, that's a relief.

Yeah, look, I'm gonna head out of town early.

I'm a city girl.

Would you like me to take you?

No, no. You should stay.

You love this stuff anyway. Good for a new book, no?

Unfortunately I think I wrote this one already.

Anyways, make sure you make that interview

and I'll meet up with you in LA.

You know, I'm not sure that I can.

-Something's come up. -What?

It had better be the bubonic plague.

Charlie, you are going to make that interview.

As much as I can't stand this place,

it's these small towns

that are the foundation of your fan base.

Yeah, but Nora-

Charlie, promise me.

I set your alarm. six p.m..

I promise.

Bye, Nora.

Charlie. Damon.

Oh, boy.

He's blue.

It's really bad.

He's frozen solid.

This is silver poisoning.

He's pumped full of silver iodide.

Any idea how this happened?

Okay.

This is enough. Let's just...

Let's take the serif back to the base.

Damon, get frank on the line.

I'm recommending that we abort the test.

Just a minute, Joanne.

If we pull the plug now, it's not going to bode well

for the future of the program.

People are dead, Damon. We had a hand in this.

Whoa, hang on.

You know what's at stake here, and it took me way too long

to get us this funding to being with.

Look, I understand the ramifications, but...

I'm sorry. I'm going to recommend a full abort.

Hey, Frank.

Talk.

The second storm is confirmed

and our fingerprints are all over it.

Any idea why this is happening?

Not yet, but we found a downed serif.

We're taking it back to the mobile lab

to run some diagnostics on it.

Let me know what you find out.

Uh, Frank, listen. Joanne is suggesting

that we do a full abort now.

The cycle isn't complete.

All the work that you've done will be wasted.

Plus, I can't promise continual funding

with a mess like this.

Well what am I to tell Joanne?

We're sitting here with confirmed casualties.

Don't tell her anything. You don't work for her.

You work for me.

Those things stay up in the air.

There's too much risk to take them down now.

I have to go.

Eric.

Oh, my god.

-What was that, a tornado? -I'm going to film it.

Wait. You're going to what?

I'm going to shoot it.

Hold on!

[screams]

Nice little fly-by-night operation you've got here.

It's a mobile unit, Charlie. Ever seen one?

Serif?

-Gary, this is-- - Phil!

Yeah.

Get this plugged in right away.

You've got it.

-Gary, this is-- -Yeah, I know who this is.

Hello.

I have work to do.

What's eating him?

He's a little busy right now.

Not everyone's a fan.

-Ash. -Yeah?

-Are you okay? -Yeah, I think so.

-What does that mean? -No, I'm okay.

-Is anything broken? -No, I said I'm okay. You?

No, I'm fine, I think.

Why is it freezing?

I don't know.

What happened to that other car?

I don't know. It must have gotten sucked away or something.

I'm not getting any service.

Great. The truck is stuck.

What are we going to do now?

I guess we try to walk to the TV station.

I mean the truck is not going to get us anywhere.

- Okay. - Okay?

-Okay. -Hell of a day, huh?

-Oh, yeah. -Shoot, my camera.

What are you doing?

Hey, do you remember the last time

a confirmed twister hit this area?

About ten minutes ago.

No. Before that.

How's never?

Do we have work ups on the storms?

Uh, right here, guys.

Have we mapped them yet?

Everything is right there, Jo.

No, she means have you started to profile them yet.

Excuse me?

She's looking for a pattern, Gary.

Okay, can someone please tell the fiction writer

not to tell me how to do my job?

The first storm hit here and then there were two more.

Look, the whole area is unstable.

There's storms popping up everywhere.

There's a mandatory evacuation of five counties

including this one by the way.

It does look like it's growing,

but I can't make out any discernable pattern yet.

Other than the fact that there is no pattern.

-I thought I just said that. -You did, Gary.

-What are you guys, twins? -Relax, guys.

We're all trying to figure this out.

Look, Jo, these are completely unpredictable

and we are only getting the signatures

after they're formed and too late to do anything about it.

And therein lies the pattern.

What is he writing, riddles now?

What is your point, Charlie?

In my latest book, my little hero

solved the co2 human emissions problem,

but it didn't solve global warming.

Co2 levels continued to rise.

Pockets of long buried co2 melted out of glaciers

and receding icecaps.

You see, the consequences had consequences,

and my little hero was so buried in the human equation,

he missed the bigger picture,

a systemic reaction.

Well, we're still missing the point.

He's saying we're not looking in the right place.

Took a long way to get there.

I'm a fiction writer. We tend to do that.

You see the serifs are simply the match.

The storms are the fire.

We just have to figure out where the fuel is coming from.

And I bet you already have an idea,

don't you Charlie?

There was a very loud Sonic boom during the storm.

You heard thunder.

No, it wasn't thunder. It was something else.

These serifs, you say they make the clouds

and then seed them with silver iodide.

How exactly are they doing this?

They use tiny wind turbines to supply power

to their propulsion system,

so there's no limit to how long they can stay airborne.

Once up,

each one has a revolutionary moisture evaporator

designed to condense liquid nitrogen

out of the upper atmosphere.

Upper atmosphere?

I thought these were in the troposphere.

They are, right at the ceiling, right below the tropopause.

It's useless. The chips are fried.

We're not getting anything off of it.

Question: What were your temp readings

during your control storms?

Normal. The storms don't have any effect on the temps.

Oh, they don't?

There was a massive change in temperature

when the storm hit Harrisford.

And there was near freezing water

that I pulled that thing out of.

What are you getting at?

Anybody have a marker or a pen?

Behind you.

Okay.

Your serifs are here,

taking moisture in the atmosphere

and processing into liquid nitrogen, right?

Making this area here extremely dry at first.

I mean, even if the clouds form here,

this area is nearly devoid of moisture, right?

-Correct me if I'm wrong. -No, you're right.

All right.

There's a subatomic reaction happening.

It's drawing moisture from the upper atmosphere.

The effect of this process is creating vertical weather.

Come on. You know it doesn't work like that, Charlie.

No, it hasn't worked like that.

It is now.

The boom I heard has got to be the pauses

that separate the layers of this atmosphere being shredded apart.

That would account for the severe drop in temperature.

It would also account for the fact that you can't predict

where these storms are coming from.

Oh, that is absolute fiction.

We've been on this project for three years now--

And you can't explain why this is happening, can you?

Hmm? Any of you?

The reason you can't track these storms

is because they're not happening here.

They're starting here and forcing their way down.

I've heard enough of this.

What? Something I said?

Damon.

Look, Jo, we have a real problem on our hands.

I'm not going to stand around here

and listen to this joker concoct his next book idea.

I know. Let's just get the serifs down and collect the data

and then we'll know for sure.

What?

You did get the order, right? Frank is taking them down?

No. the serifs aren't coming down.

And you're just telling me this now?

Look, Jo, calm down. It's not our call.

Frank wants them to complete the cycle.

If we take them down now he's going to pull the plug

-on the whole project. -Over my dead body.

Jo, Jo.

[telephone beep]

[woman] Sir, I have a Joanne Dyson

on the line for you.

Sir?

Take a message.

You're telling me you don't see that?

See what? I have no idea what you're talking about.

It's like a circle or an ellipse.

It kind of fades and darkens.

Oh yeah, yeah. Look at that cloud.

It kind of looks like a circus clown.

Oh, oh. And that one looks like a chihuahua riding a tricycle.

I'm serious.

No, I think that accident permanently damaged your brain.

-You still cold? -No, not anymore. You?

It seems to have warmed up a bit, huh?

And that's not weird to you?

I didn't really think much about it.

I mean, before I was cold and now I'm not.

Yeah, it was near freezing earlier.

I mean, normally one would have to be

in the deserts of Mongolia

to experience a weather change that drastic,

and this one happened in what,

the course of an hour or less?

Eric, it's getting cold again.

Okay, we need to find shelter.

-Eric. -What?

-I'm seriously scared. -It's okay.

It's okay. We're going to be fine.

I can't believe that you didn't tell me this earlier.

Okay, Jo, just breathe, alright?

You're being a little crazy right now.

A little crazy? It's still my project, Damon.

Uh, well, I don't think Frank sees it that way.

Why? What did he say?

He said that he financed it so he owns it.

-You know. -He can't be that dumb!

I sense we have a disparity

in the chain of command around here.

This guy's powers of perception are outstanding.

I also sense that you don't like me.

You stole my idea.

I what?

You stole his idea.

Your book. Your novel. Your bestseller.

That was my idea. You stole it.

What on god's green earth are you talking about?

Gary was working on a wonderful book

about the rising co2 levels.

-So? -So, well...

[both] You stole it!

And pawned it off as your own.

I'm completely lost here, fellas.

Gary, are we still linked with the serifs?

Phil?

Uh, well, I believe so.

How about control?

Yeah, why?

-Good. Take them down. -Wait.

Joanne, that is a dangerous game you're playing.

-Take them down! -[both] We can't.

-Why? -Not from here.

The kill commands sit with Frank

and the department heads strictly.

We don't have that kind of power.

That's garbage.

Well if we can't take them down, then we can sure as heck

change what they're doing up there, right?

Joanne, I wish you would reconsider,

because once you go down this path, there is no going back.

-We can reverse the process. -What?

Reverse the ionization process.

They won't grab any more moisture.

They'll simply be redistributing it

instead of processing it.

Okay, we have never done that before.

We haven't had to.

Will that work?

I don't know. Maybe.

It would work in one of my books.

Ah, well there's the zero gravity thinking

we've been looking for,

or maybe it's just zero thinking.

Or maybe it's Gary's next bestseller.

Gary. Can that be done?

It would have been done if this guy hadn't stolen it.

No, Gary, can we reverse the ionization process?

Theoretically. I will try.

I'm going to have to get my resume together

after I do, Jo.

Whoa, whoa. That's not good.

What?

We've got another cell, a bad one.

Where?

Here.

Uh, guys, the temp just crashed in the test area.

-Uh, guys? -Get the signal out now.

How long will it take to reconfigure the serifs

-to reverse the effect? -I don't know, Jo.

I told you I haven't done it before.

Well, hurry!

[whistle]

We've got a twister!

[loud thunder]

Oh, man. That is coming straight for us.

It's freezing everything in its path.

Okay, everybody in the trucks. Let's go!

Come on, let's go!

The data! Guys, we need that data!

No, leave it. Go get the trucks and get these two out of here.

Jo, leave it!

[Loud thunder]

Come on.

Wait.

Get out of the van!

[screams]

Come on, let's go!

[Loud thunder]

Did they make it?

I don't know. I can't see anything.

[tires screeching]

Come on! Come on!

We'll be safe in the culvert.

Come on. Grab my hand.

[violent winds]

Hold me.

Hold on tight.

Hold on.

[Loud thunderous wind]

How long ago was this?

Half hour, sir.

Have you tried making contact?

Yes, but hard lines are out and cell towers must be down.

I'm having trouble getting through.

And we've lost all visuals.

Okay, here's what I want you to do.

I want a flyover within the next hour.

If we can't find out what's going on

from the ground, maybe we can from the air.

-Good. -Good?

Mm-hm.

I just don't understand it.

I mean, what could be causing this?

-Government testing. -Come on.

No, I'm serious. Government's been trying

to control the weather for years.

No, this doesn't look like control.

This looks more like out of control.

I said trying.

Hell, China does this all the time.

You know that last year Russia accused China

of stealing their rain.

They almost went to war over it.

Wait. China and Russia, war?

No, now you're starting to sound like Charlie price.

Hey, you know, maybe we better burn this tape

so the U.S. doesn't end up going to war with Canada, huh?

It's possible.

No, it's not possible.

What is possible is us failing this class.

Well, what if we change the assignment?

Maybe we get to the TV station,

take the footage and cut together a piece.

You see it all the time on the news.

You're covering one story, something else happens.

Boom.

Wow, Eric, that's the best idea you've had all day.

Are you being facetious?

No, no! It's actually a really good idea.

I know, right?

Sir, the plane will be over the target area

in two hours.

What about FSF?

Have you been able to re-establish contact?

The storms are growing and they've wreaked havoc

on local communications.

And the serifs?

Eighteen hours and counting.

That's good.

Where'd they go? Do you think they're okay?

I don't know.

Do you think they got the signal off to the serifs in time?

I don't think so.

Me neither.

I swear if I ever get a hold of Frank--

Government and science don't make good bedfellows, my dear.

Don't go there, Charlie.

You think it's easy?

-I didn't say that. -You think this is bad?

You want to take a snapshot of the Sudan right now?

Darfur? Ethiopia.

Hundreds of thousands of people are dying

and we're close, Charlie.

I understand the world's problems, Jo.

So what are you doing about it then?

What happened to you, Charlie?

You were one of the most promising scientists I ever knew

and you could have done great things

and now you write fiction.

Yeah, that's right.

I got tired of wasting time sitting around for funding

for worthwhile solutions to real problems.

Well, that's part of it.

I also got sick of kowtowing to government whims

under the name of science.

Thanks. Well, I'd rather try to do whatever good I can

than waste my brain writing dime novel Sci-Fi

waiting for my next movie deal.

I mean, who is that helping?

Book stores, movies studios, me.

Well, good for you, Charlie price.

Hey, let's just try to stay on the same team here.

Well, you were never really a team player, were you?

What happened to the hugging?

We were hugging. I felt the warmth.

Well, I was just trying to stay alive.

[car horn]

-Hey. -Hey, are you all right?

Yeah, how about you two?

Where's Phil?

Get in.

Get in.

[busy dial tone]

Anything?

No.

So how are we going to fix this?

Gary?

We only need a broadband connection.

You guys see what I see?

I'm not hungry.

No, Gary, he means the Wi-Fi.

Oh, yeah, it's probably worth a shot.

Hello?

Hello?

There's nobody here.

Maybe they're in the storm cellar with "Aunty Em."

Enough with that, Charlie.

Remember the mandatory evacuation.

Sorry, bad habit. Keeps me thinking.

Didn't realize you were thinking at all.

What are you doing?

Well, hospitality is a little slow here, Jo.

-Can you get that table, Damon? -Yeah.

The phones are still out.

If the phones are out, how are we getting online?

Wi-Fi runs through cable modems. They're underground.

Ding, ding. Give the writer a prize.

-Can someone try the lights? -Power is out.

Oh, for Pete's sake. Come on, it's a motel.

There's got to be a generator around here somewhere.

Bottom line: No power, no modem,

no modem, no connection.

Let's let the cyber geeks get online.

We'll go find the generator and maybe the hot tub.

Can I have the disks?

Hang on.

Come on.

I'm sure there is some keys back--

[loud bang]

Or you could do that.

A generator.

I'm telling you, you can't write it better than this.

Cyber geeks.

What?

He called us cyber geeks.

Or maybe you can.

What do you mean?

It's out of gas.

We have gas in the SUV. We can siphon some out.

Yes, we do.

Where the hell is everybody?

I take it they were evacuated

and went to be with their families.

The news? The news doesn't sleep, Ashley.

They don't close.

We're not in New York, Eric. This is small town, USA.

Don't knock the small town.

Our first jobs are going to be in a place like this.

I wonder if they just scrapped the interview

with Price altogether.

Probably.

-All right, so where to now? -Where to?

I'll take this footage and cut it together

and break this story, they're not going to.

Okay, so let's find a way back to the university.

We're talking about breaking a story.

Time is of the essence here. Come on.

I get it, but this place is closed.

Yeah, but how closed?

Wait. Eric, you're not talking about breaking in, are you?

It's not breaking in. We were invited.

Eric, it's closed.

I don't see a sign.

These doors are just mistakenly locked.

Breaking and entering is not going to look good

on our resumes.

Are you kidding? This is reporting 101.

Breaking and entering and not getting caught

is the cornerstone of our industry.

That's how it's done in this field.

Look at this.

If you want something bad enough,

the universe conspires with you to get it.

I wanted a pony as a kid, but I never got it.

Yeah, you help me break this story,

I'm going to get you two ponies.

And the lord said...

Let there be light.

I sure hope this works.

It's got to.

Okay, I have the uplink.

It's weak, but it's there.

Will the signal get through?

It should.

Gary, pull up the doppler for me.

Oh, this just gets better by the minute.

It's getting close to Portland.

Gary, how much longer?

I don't think they're responding.

What are you doing?

It's my attempt at an email punch in the face.

How'd that feel?

I'll feel better when this is over.

This is frank.

Where's that plane?

I need some kind of visual. We're flying blind here.

I'm telling you it's like we're shut out.

-Frank. -Just keep trying.

-We're losing power. -We can't be.

The generator is full.

-The signal is fluctuating. -We need more power.

-We don't have any. -Not good.

-I'll check the gene-- -Wait, wait.

I have a link. I have a link.

It's weak, but it's there.

What about the serifs?

They're still holding their pattern.

They're not responding.

They just aren't responding!

We have to override them. Keep trying.

[man] Pressure is dropping.

Stall. Stall!

Mayday. Mayday.

We lost contact the recon plane.

Where's our eye in the sky?

Like I said, you can't write it any better than this.

The tank is cracked. Even I can't fix it.

Well, we're running out of time.

The serifs weren't responding.

Is that what you're telling me, Damon,

-that Frank locked us out? -That's where my money is.

It's a possibility, but the connection was weak.

I mean the signal could have been jumbled

and the transmission may be coming from another source,

and the serifs, well, just ignored it.

So now these things are artificially intelligent.

No. That's not what I'm saying.

I'm saying I need a solid signal,

I need some sort of satellite upload that isn't land based.

And what about Frank? What if he did lock us out?

-Well, then it's useless. -No!

Of course it's not. Even if he did,

I can get in there, I can hack it.

-He can't keep me out. -What are you thinking?

Look, we can't even get a phone line to work.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

Where do you suggest we find a satellite feed?

-Thank you, Nora. -Who?

How about a TV station?

Yeah, that would work. Where?

I'll show you.

I'm supposed to be there in an hour.

Wow. This is terrific stuff.

This footage is priceless.

How is the piece coming?

How does this sound?

"What was supposed to be a day

following the controversial author Charlie price,

quickly turned into a harrowed real life struggle for survival

as the very disaster that his latest novel fictionalizes

materialized in a small town with fatal consequences."

-That's not bad. -Yeah?

-It needs some finesse though. -Like what?

I don't know, uh, Materializes and fictionalizes

right next to each other? Sounds kind of weird.

Yeah, it's kind of a mouthful.

Yeah, and you throw in consequence.

It kind of sounds like thesaurus soup.

-A What? -You know what I mean.

Dumb it down a bit.

-Eric. -Hmm?

We better not get in trouble for this.

Relax with it all ready.

No one is going to jail for editing.

The worst thing they'll do is charge us a rental fee.

Oh, my gosh!

Look at that.

It must have been right in its path.

Hello?

Can anybody hear me?

Can anyone hear me?

Watch yourselves guys.

Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

Nora.

Nora!

Nora!

Joanne.

Joanne.

[sobbing] How did this get so out of control?

We're supposed to be saving lives.

No one wanted this.

And how could we know anything like this could possibly happen?

Because it's our job to know!

I mean, how could we be so stupid?

And you let Frank take this over!

You handed him this!

You let him hijack my research!

Well, no one else would fund it

and that's the price we paid.

Well, take a good look because this is our handiwork!

We're murderers!

And where's Frank?

He's in his office somewhere reading the sports pages!

Joanne. Joanne!

Don't touch me!

I'm sorry, Charlie.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

She shouldn't have been out here.

-This is my fault. -Don't do that.

Why not? It's true.

I should've been with her at the hospital

instead of snooping around here

pretending that I'm still in the game.

You can't control these things.

What, the weather?

I'm sorry, Jo. That was wrong.

No, you're right.

When you start these things,

you never expect something like this to happen.

But I knew who I was getting into bed with.

And I thought I could handle the politics

and the bureaucracy, but I guess I'm not strong enough.

Damon may act like he can,

but deep down I don't think he can stomach it either.

And Gary...

Gary's just a boy genius in a big world.

No.

Here we go again.

Gary, Damon, get in the car now!

Hurry!

Come on, let's go!

[loud thunderous wind]

Move it. A twister is coming!

Let's go! Let's go!

[Loud thunderous wind]

[tires screeching]

[Loud thunderous wind]

Sir, we're not sure yet what happened to the plane.

Right now it's what intel is calling vertical weather.

Yes, sir, vertical weather.

They're not sure, but it's definitely

not the serifs.

Yes, sir.

How long before the serifs complete?

-Thirty-nine hours. -Okay.

I think we have all the proof we need.

Time to pull the plug.

Sir, there's a problem with that.

What's that?

They're not responding to any commands.

I don't care.

Shoot them out of the sky.

I don't need these storms hitting a populated area.

[tires screeching]

[Loud thunderous wind]

These things are all over the place.

[Loud thunderous bang]

Whoa.

Oh, man.

My, god.

Now, we're not sure where these storms are coming from,

but what we can say--

Okay, look at me for a minute.

Alright.

They occur without warning.

Okay. Feel pretty good about it?

Yep. I think so. Let's do it.

Okay.

[tires screeching]

Uh-oh.

Oh crap. We've got company. Hide.

Hide? I thought you said no one goes to jail for this.

Well, this... Maybe.

It's the breaking and entering part I'm a little iffy on.

I'm not hiding.

Would you--Look at the truck. It says FSF.

That's federal special forces.

Now would you get under here?

It looks closed.

The news is never closed.

Hello? Anybody in there?

[pounding]

-Would you hide? Hey! -Hello?

-Is anybody there? -Special forces?

Really?

Look at the truck.

I don't think anyone is here.

See?

Where is the station manager?

Uh, not here.

-Who's in charge? -Don't know.

So who are you?

Eric.

Hey, you're Charlie Price.

Ash, it's Charlie Price.

Yeah, yeah, it's Charlie Price.

Wait a minute, who are you again?

We're from the university. We were supposed to be doing

an all-day interview with him,

but there's some crazy weather going on outside.

It took our car. We were stranded.

Yeah, you guys see what's going on out there?

So neither of you two work here?

Yeah, they co-host the nightly news.

-Try the phones. -Oh, don't bother, they're dead.

Sorry, we already tried.

The satellite feed is up and running though.

Working on it.

Yeah, Gary, get the doppler up and start checking these storms.

What are you two doing here?

We were late to your book signing,

so we decided to try to catch you here.

We got this crazy footage, Mr. Price.

Yeah. It's like something out of one of your books.

What do you mean, you taped this?

Yeah. We were just getting ready to put a piece together.

Uh, where would that tape be?

-It's right there. -Oh, great. Thanks.

-Dude, that's my tape. -Not anymore.

Hey, you can't do that. Who are you guys?

She's right you know. You can't do that.

I've re-established contact.

Give them back that tape.

-So order them down. -I told you I've got contact.

I didn't say we're in control. We're still locked out.

What about the storms? How long do we have?

From the looks of it, I'd say only a few hours.

-Two hours before what? -Nothing.

You guys testing some kind of crazy weather program?

Gary, can you get those things down?

Back off. I'm trying.

We don't have time. What do you have on that tape?

-I'm right, right? -What's on your mind, Charlie?

Can we get this Frank on the line?

It's time to take back control of the situation.

Just how do you plan on doing that?

I don't know. I'm writing this as we go.

Thank God you are alive.

We've been trying to re-establish contact.

We're not all alive, Frank. People are dead.

Phil is dead.

And Frank, if our calculations are correct,

in about two hours, massive storms are going to hit

Portland and Seattle and lot more can die.

-Yes, we know. -You know?

When we lost contact,

we tried to abort, but we couldn't.

So what are you doing about it, Frank?

Relax, Jo. We have ordinates on the way to take them out now.

I understand you've been through hell and back,

but we have no choice.

We have to terminate the project in its entirety.

I'm sorry, Jo, Damon.

I know how hard you've worked.

We'll talk about this when it's over.

Dammit.

Well, it's over.

He's hiding something.

This is Frank.

Project Raindance is a success.

We're terminating the storm sequence.

[loud explosion]

[phone ringing]

Yep.

Yeah, it's done.

They're down. The serifs are gone.

What's a serif?

You okay?

That's a stupid question.

I was close, Charlie.

I know.

I just feel like I'm back at square one.

So much time wasted.

It wasn't wasted.

You made great strides. You advanced the field.

You're going to do great things, Joanne.

But I should've known better, right?

Not necessarily.

You know, as bad as this is Charlie,

no matter what you think of me,

the reality is progress doesn't fund itself.

No, it doesn't, does it?

The question is, is this progress?

What do you mean?

Frank didn't lock you at as a precaution

or a safety measure.

He wanted to see something.

He wanted to see how powerful these storms could get.

They used you.

They hijacked your research and they used both of you.

[beeping]

What?

It's not breaking up.

-What do you mean? -How can that be?

It's actually getting worse.

And it's headed straight for Portland.

How can it be getting worse?

The match is gone but the fire's is still lit.

The reaction is perpetuating itself.

That's outrageous. The serifs are down.

The storms are going to burn themselves out.

-And if it doesn't? -How could they not?

What are you talking about, Charlie?

What do you mean if it doesn't?

-The eye of Jupiter. -What?

Brace yourselves people.

The writer is cracking another can of zero gravity.

I don't care what you think.

This storm won't dissipate.

The eye of Jupiter has lasted 300 years.

It draws its power source

much like the ones you've created.

If I'm wrong this storm dies out.

If I'm right, we could have stopped something

that's gaining the momentum that could kill thousands,

maybe millions of people.

We took down the serifs, Charlie.

Guys, I hate to add to the sense of panic here,

but these storms are rapidly gaining in size.

What do you mean they're not stopping?

The serifs are down, right?

Somehow the storms are still gaining momentum.

This isn't over.

It's Frank again.

The cells have gotten worse.

How is this possible?

We're just trying to figure that out now.

I'm offering all the help I can give.

I just need to know what that is.

It would have been nice a few hours ago.

Hey, Frank,

Eric here.

You know, in the critically acclaimed book, Ionos-fear,

these mercenaries take over the Hart

and they shoot holes in the ozone.

It's pretty cool.

Maybe you could dry out these storms like that.

Wow, Eric, that's real sweet.

I'm sure Mr. Price thanks you for reading,

but it would be best if you didn't speak.

Actually, the kid is right.

Who the heck is talking?

They picked up a few people along the way.

It's Charlie price, Frank.

-The author? -No. The tin man.

Look, theoretically, that's what we should do.

Heat up the upper atmosphere.

That would expand the upper air masses

to the point where we could cut off

power source completely.

This just keeps getting crazier by the second.

Is that possible, Joanne?

Theoretically.

The Hart facility is real.

It's really far away.

It's in Alaska.

Well, actually the university has a high altitude array.

It's a smaller facility, but it's similar to Hart.

I just need to know if something like that would work.

Well, would it, Joanne? Charlie?

Well, hart would open up the ozone,

but we'd need a heating element like reflective satellites

to concentrate the sun's energy where we needed it.

That would take me weeks just to cut through

the red tape to free up those satellites.

What you actually mean, Frank, is you don't want to do it

because you don't want your fingerprints all over it.

Look, I am offering all the help I can give,

but you want it, you take it now.

-Or what? -Guys, I could get this done

a lot sooner.

What do you think you have me around for?

Look, Frank, All I need is access codes

for the satellites.

And we'd only be borrowing them for a bit.

Do you know where this facility is?

It's about 30 miles from here just outside of Beaverton.

Gary, I'll get you those access codes,

but I need assurances.

Well you're not getting any,

and we're not doing a damn thing

until you give Joanne back her program.

What?

We all know what you did, Frank.

You hijacked the research.

You locked us out when we could have stopped this,

and we have proof.

How long before the full brunt of those storms

reaches the major cities?

Uh...

About an hour.

He's right. It's what we're looking at.

What are my assurances?

None. But you don't have a choice, do you?

Because if you did, you would have taken it all ready.

All right, all right. I'll give you what you want.

Just stop those things.

Well we've got some storms to stop.

When this is over. I want Frank's head.

And I'll help you get it,

but we have bigger problems right now.

Uh, FYI--Hello.

If you guys are actually driving to the university,

you're going to be heading through the heart of the storms.

I love a challenge.

Do you love suicide runs?

Because that's what you're dealing with.

Here, kid.

You two, you know how to work the TV equipment?

-Yeah. -Send out a storm warning.

Get that footage out

and contact as many stations as you can.

Tell people to stay inside and take shelter.

All right, let's light the sky on fire.

[beeping]

Yeah, I've got Portland.

This is KJRX.

We've been hit by a massive storm cell.

Several twisters tore through town

raising buildings and leaving many dead.

It looks to be headed your way. You need to issue warnings.

Come on, Frank, give me those codes.

[Loud thunderous wind]

Here we go.

Did I ever tell you that you're a beautiful woman,

-Joanne Dyson? -What?

I figure now is as good a time as any for a confession.

[beeping]

Come on, Frank! Give me the codes!

Yes!

Give me that printout.

Hey, are these the access codes.

Yep.

Can I make a copy of these?

Nope.

Come on, come on!

Dammit.

They're all around us.

What do we do? We've gotta stop.

You better buckle up. We're going through it.

We can't do that.

We can.

We just have to shoot through at the right angle.

It will shoot us through like a slingshot.

Are you crazy?

You're just figuring that out?

It's not going to work.

You guys have got to read more.

In my book, Mach-10, I researched physics.

It's called the moment of inertia.

I just need the right speed.

Hang on.

[beeping]

Oh, no.

What? What's going on?

They're not going to make it.

We're going to make it.

We're going to die. We're going to die.

We're going to make it.

[tires screeching]

Hello, beautiful.

All right, let's play.

Move! Get inside now!

You've gotta be kidding me!

Come on! Hurry up!

We need to take cover!

Oh, god!

Damon! Damon!

Damon! -We've gotta get inside.

You can't save him.

-Joanne! -Damon!

-Joanne! -Damon!

Come on!

Let me go!

Damon!

There's nothing we can do.

All we can do is stop this from happening.

Are you all okay?

Unfortunately, not all of us.

Is this facility operational?

Yes.

All right, we don't have much time.

We better hurry.

I knew you were coming.

I'm just not sure what you need.

Short version: what you're seeing our cyclonic storms

drawing their power from the upper atmosphere.

We need to use this facility to punch a momentary hole

in the ozone so we can use our satellites

to heat up mesosphere so that we can extinguish

these storms and saving millions of lives.

Are you getting the picture?

Control room is this way.

What's wrong?

I don't think these are the right codes.

How could they not be?

-If I knew that-- -Try your cases.

-My what? -Your cases.

It could be case sensitive. Try your cases.

It happens to me all the time.

Okay, you know what, why don't you just go back

to your little corner there.

Okay, look, dude, I'm just trying to help.

Take a hike.

Calm down.

I'm fine.

Wow, I'm in.

How long to power up the array?

Not long.

What's your plan?

We need to wedge open the ozone.

Okay. We're powering up.

I hope Gary got those codes.

I'm telling you, Jo, you can't--

Please don't say that stupid line.

Nothing good happens when you say that.

You have to hurry, Gary.

We're getting reports of massive storms over the cities.

And one of them is over Hart.

Well, no one is going to be waiting on me.

You did it?

-Oh, yeah. -Yeah?

Dude. Good stuff.

Gary did it. We have three minutes

until the satellites are in place.

Good. We'll be at full power by then.

Let's just hope the storm doesn't freeze the array.

They have control of the satellites.

It's all on them now.

And the storms?

Critical mass.

Lord help us.

[loud thunderous wind]

[alarm wailing]

What is that?

It's what I was afraid of.

We just went to generator power.

Not another generator.

Is it enough to power the array?

It should be.

[screams]

We're out of time.

Power is coming back.

We're at 75 percent.

[loud thunderous sound]

We're at 85 percent.

Come on, guys, fire it now! Come on! Now!

Come on!

Ninety-Five percent. Almost there.

It's now or never.

Fire it!

Guys, something's happening.

What's going on?

[loud thunderous wind]

This facility wasn't built for this.

[Loud thunderous sound]

Is it working?

The beam is getting through.

Yes.

They fired the satellite!

But is it working?

Is it working?

I don't know.

They're dying out.

[Loud thunderous wind]

They did it!

-Yes! -Yes!

Holy cow! They did it!

I can't believe they did it!

Huh?

They did it!

Yes!

Sir, I think it worked.

I think they did it.

[birds squawking]

[laughing]

There they are. It was you.

I told you it was Charlie.

So, what's with all the hush-hush stuff?

Why are we meeting so secretively?

You said your assignment was a day in the life

-of Charlie price. -Yeah, it was.

What do you say we do something better?

Yeah, absolutely. What's on your mind?

-You ready for this? -I guess so.

Ready as I'm ever going to be.

You know, after this I'm going to have to go back

to being your research assistant.

I should be so lucky.

-Set up the camera. -Alright.

[thunder]

Is it supposed to rain today?

[laughing]

No, Charlie, you can't write it any better than this.

Hey, I didn't say it.

Sir, we have a problem.

Why do I care about this?

Because copies were sent

to the senate investigation committee.

[telephone beeping]

What?

Sir, there are a couple of federal agents here to see you.

[dramatic music heightens]