All language subtitles for Nine.Miles.Down.2010.BluRayeng

Jack? Are you there?

What's your location?

ETA is.. about under an hour.

Any luck?

Had any news from them?

No one has head a squeak
for the past 72 hours.

There's not telling
what might have happened.

Don't worry, Kat.
I'm sure it's just a comms problem.

You be careful.

You're miles from help
if something goes wrong.

And report back soon.

Yes, I will.
God Bless you, Kat.

Hello?

Hello?

GNE Security here!

Anybody home?

Hello?

GNE Security.

Open the door, I'm here to help.

Woah!

The drill workers slaughtered a jackal

and wrote in blood on the walls.

You're fucking kidding me!

- What did it say?
- I don't know, it's Arabic.

But it's nothing to get
too amped up about.

Twenty-five people vanish
leaving blood and bullet holes?

So... when do we amp up?

Kat, I'll be fine!

There are some other
buildings I could check out,

but not in this.
It's going to be dark soon.

- Who's on graveyard?
- Alex.

Tell him I'll check in again at 2100.

- You bet.
- And inform Caswell.

Over and out.

Umal Duwayce...

Would you mind sharing

with us what is attracting
you and your team to research

one of the remotest locations
in the Sahara?

Well it's not the Sahara per se
that's attracting me,

but what lies far beneath it.

What is it that you're hoping to find?

Well, I shall reveal more
at the press conference

later this afternoon.
The seismographic data has

revealed a vast geological
anomaly deep within

the Earth's crust.

Welcome!

I expect you're wondering
why I've summoned you

here today.

Come in.

Yes, you. Don't be shy.

There are plenty
of seats here, at the front.

I'll start again. I've summoned
you here today, to announce

our ground-breaking objective.
To drill deeper than ever before

in human history. To unlock
the mysteries hidden deep below

the Earth's surface. It's one of

the remotest areas in the Sahara.
Also, the location

of a former natural gas
exploration site.

Seismographic data recently detected

a massive underground cavity
over nine miles down.

Now that new techniques
make it viable to drill deeper

with much smaller crews,
I've put together a team

of international researchers
and local workers to lease

the site and resume drilling.

Some team members are hoping to find new

independently evolved lifeforms.

Perhaps extremophiles
such as hypothermophiles.

Hip hip hooray!
Hip hip hooray!

To the leadership of Professor Borman.

...of interest to our colleagues

in the institute. I don't think
it's the isolation. We're all

experienced field workers.
No, no. This is different.

It's all speculation and soul
searching about the index.

I mean,...
It might understand.

There are superstitious
burbers who talk about

disturbing some spiritual realm.
But it's affected us all, I mean

Dr. Evanov and I engage in
long and heated discussions

about the meaning of good and evil.

Oh God.

Hello?

Anybody here?

Morning Kat.

Any developments?

- Just checking something out.
- Checking what out?

Jack?

Seems I might have some company.

- Jack what is it?
- I'll get back to you.

You gotta be kidding me.

Morning!

About fucking time.

- What?
- Let me get changed

- and we can go.
- Wait, wait, wait...

Who are you?
What's been going on here?

It's a long story.

The sooner we get out
of here, the better.

- You alone?
- Not anymore.

Hello lady?

Look, I don't know
how long you're gonna be,

but I need some answers.
And who are you?

I mean... where is everyone?

One question at a time.
I'm Doctor Jennie Christianson.

JC. I'm a research colleague
of Professor Borman's.

- What do I call you?
- Jack. It's Thomas Jackman.

People call me Jack.

Pleased to meet you, Jack.

Yeah, likewise.

So they've...
sent you here to rescue me?

That's wonderful.
Late, but wonderful.

I'm looking forward to spending
tonight in the best hotel,

in a really big town with
lots of people and noise.

I'll fill you in on

all the details on the way.

It's a long trip.

Why don't you start now?

What do you know so far?

Well, no one's heard anything
from here since Sunday.

What do you know of our work here?

Just let me ask the questions.

Who are you exactly?

- I already told you, my na...
- Thomas Jackman.

Yes, I know.
But by who's authority are you here

questioning me?

GNE Security.

Yeah, this is a private project.

The company you leased
the site from asked us to

check up on you.

So...

Well, the first thing you'll
want to know is that our

project leader Professor
Borman, is dead.

Dead.

He was shot.

By Doctor Evanov, our chief geologist.

In a fit of rage.

How close was Evanov
to Borman when he shot him?

Five, maybe ten meters?

I wasn't there.
Does it matter?

Doctor Varga.
A Hungarian researcher.

- Apparently a heart attack.
- What, did you forget

- about this one?
- Look, Jack...

I don't want to be a hiccup
in your investigation,

but if you don't mind we really
need to leave. As in now.

Yes, well...
That may be the case, but...

I'm gonna have to call in for
some instructions first.

Look, I need the police.
Something weird is

going on here.

Hold a sec.

Linda, get me Caswell.
The situations escalated.

So, what now Jack?
Protocol won't let you

- abandon a crime scene.
- I know that. Tell that to

the doctor.
She's off to pack her things.

She seems pretty keen to leave.

She?

Didn't I mention Doctor
Christianson's a woman?

No, you didn't Jack.
What's she like?

She's pushy, assertive, suspicious.

- Much like yourself.
- Well you left out

stunningly attractive!

Just get the authorities
out here, would you?

Jack, Caswell here.

You and the doctor have to sit tight.
All available resources

are being allocated to
searching for the missing crew.

I want you there in case
some of them start to

- wander back in.
- But sir, if this is a

suspected homicide,
there will need to be

a proper investigation.

All the more reason to stay put.

Police will send a chopper
the moment one's available.

You're safe where
you are for that, you copy?

Yes sir.

Hey, you sure it was murder?

Looks like suicide to me.
But I don't want to mess too much

with the evidence.
I'll take a second look

and get back to you.
Over and out.

I'm all packed!

- You ready?
- Sorry, what?

To rotate out of here.

As in leave.

You say Varga died of a heart attack...

That was the opinion of our M.O.
Doctor Williams.

All I know is that they found
him lying dead on the floor

of his quarters.

Can we go now?

It's a long way back
on an empty stomach.

- Jack to be honest, I thi...
- Good, cause I'm starving.

I took a wild guess.
Black, no sugar?

Drink tea actually.

You're not married?

My wife passed away six years ago.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to pry.

What about you? Do you
have anybody back home?

You mean... like a husband?

I mean like somebody that
might be worried about you.

You interrogating me?

- Just curious.
- What, you a cop?

Used to be.

What's out there?

The cesspit.

But I'd stay away from
there if I were you.

So why the change of scene?

Doesn't it ever get to you?

- I like the space.
- Well scale and isolation

can bring out the strangest
things in people.

Excuse me.

Doesn't it ever
get to a city boy like you?

Tell me about the project.

Well, about six days ago,
just under 47,000 feet,

the drill broke through
the top of the cavity.

- It was great.
- And?

The truth is, we know
very little about what lies

below the outer crust.
Even the one average is 15 miles thick.

And if the world were an apple,
that'd be thinner than the skin.

Nobody's ever seen below it.
Let alone taken samples of it.

Takes at least five minutes
to reach the bottom.

You won't hear anything at that depth.

When the wind blew,
the drillers said the noise was

like the howling of demons.

What, the southwest wind?

Yeah. Heathen superstitions.

Like all the garbage they
scrawled on the dorm walls.

Do you know what it says?

I don't have to.

Shit.

You ok?

Yeah, I'm...
just a little dizzy.

When did they write it?

I don't know.

Seemed more like a ritual
than a celebration.

I saw a video in the lab.
The scientists were celebrating.

Why weren't you in the video?

Who do you think took the video?

You weren't in any of the photos.

Oh my God, Jack.
Are you ok?

Come on, let me help you.

Put your arm around me.

There have been a lot
of strange accidents lately.

Here, lie down.

I'm gonna go get you some ice.

The sooner we can get
out of here, the better.

Aah!

Jack? God, you look
like you've seen a ghost.

Come on. Come lie back down.

It's okay.

Jack...

Do you believe in the supernatural?

No.

Why? Did you
see something?

o, no. It's just... there are so
any things we can't explain

I just thought I'd get a
scientific opinion.

Labeling them supernatural
doesn't explain anything.

We can't abandon rational
thought just because we

don't understand something.

There is always a logical explanation.

- Says who?
- Some people fear

the unknown, and that is dangerous.

But some fear makes sense.
Like fear of pain,

it's a security mechanism.

Sure, when we still lived in caves.
Our instinctive fears

have become a liability.
They lead us to kill each other.

Base unit to Mobile Four.

Base to Mobile Four.

Base unit to Mobile Four.

Come to me, Jack.

- Mobile Four.
- They found

a guy stranded in the desert.
Doctor Evanov from

- the drilling team.
- Evanov?

- Alive?
- Barely.

But he had some kind of gas
sample with him. We've sent

it to the lab for testing.

When are the cops getting here?

Their priority is the missing
crew, so I'll just have to

keep you posted there.

Did Evanov say anything?

Not much. He's in bad shape.
Ranting in Russian. We got

Alex to translate.

Yeah, he was mumbling about
something evil being there...

yeah I got no idea what he meant though.

Yeah, that's weird.

JC seemed pretty rattled
about something too.

That's the other thing...

According to JAMC,
the company leasing the site,

it was an all male team.
There were no women

- on the project.
- What? Say again?

They've got no record of
a Jennie Christianson,

Doctor, or otherwise.

You there? Jack?

Yeah, yeah.
Yeah I'm here, Kat.

Send us a photo of her and
we'll check her I.D.

Get us some pictures of
the graffiti and I'll get Yousef

- to translate them.
- I'll get you those photos.

Out.

JC?

JC!

JC!

Jack!

Where were you?

- Where were you?
- Please don't do that.

I couldn't stand being
left out here alone again.

I gotta get out of here.

We can't.

I've been ordered to stay
in case any crew returns.

They'll never return.

How do you know that?

Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

How long before help arrives?

I've no idea.

We're waiting for
the police investigation.

Well why don't we just
drive out in your truck?

I've already told you.
When did you join the project, JC?

Were you there from the start
or did you sign on later?

From the start, I told you.

Well my HQ says there
were no women on the team.

There was no Doctor Jennie Christianson.

You think I'm lying?

Come with me.

This is dated July 12th
through July 19th.

The first tape shot
the week of our arrival.

When Borman made
the leasing arrangements

there were some concerns.
A single women among men,

union rules about separate
showers and toilet facilities

and so on.

Our research budget was
already stretched,

and I would've lost my place
on the team had I not agreed

to share with the men.

So... Borman falsified
my name and gender.

There.

Do you still have doubts?

It's just, you're not in the records.

Brooks. I'm registered
as Doctor Alan Brooks.

They found Evanov.

Alive.

That's...
Wonderful.

Okay, JC.

What's the full story?

You know, if I tell you,
you'll be like us?

You won't ever be able to not know.

Try me.

Well, after we penetrated
the cavity, we were very keen

to find out what was down there.

We stationed a number of remote sensors.

One of them transmits live audio data.

Sound.

This is what we're picking up.

Sounds like wind.
Right?

Yeah. Then you agree with me.
Thank God.

Wait, wait.

It almost sounds...

human!

Like people in pain.

No one believed it at first.

That's too bizarre.

I mean, it's like it's...

That's how we all felt.

For a time none of us
wanted to talk about it.

This...
The drilling crew,

they began muttering we'd
released something.

They started seeing things
wandering around the corners.

What things?

Spirits, poltergeists, genies,
I mean... who knows!

Obviously some kind of mass hysteria.

But they believed what they were seeing.

What about the scientists?

Doctor Varga said he woke to
see his dead mother standing

at the foot of his bed...

Carrying the corpse
of his stillborn twin.

I'm certain it contributed
to his heart attack.

Dunno about you,
but I think I need a drink.

Why didn't you tell me this earlier?

I didn't want to encourage
the same symptoms in you.

Visions, like at the shaft head?

And at the infirmary?

That's how it starts, Jack.

Sate.

Yeah.
Cheers.

And you attribute all of this, to...

like it's...

Why not just say the word, Jack?

What, hell? Is that
what I'm supposed to think?

That hell is a physical place
that lays just miles beneath us.

And that Borman believed
he'd drilled into it.

People once thought it as
geographically real as

Cairo or Jerusalem.

And those inclined to accept
a literal hell still do.

But hell is no more than a
spiritual creation used to

instill fear in others.
It's all in our minds.

Hey Yousef.
Would you look at these?

Jack just sent them from Jebel Afra.

Crazy. These are
characters from old fairy tales.

Do they mean anything?

They write to banish evil spirits.
Genea Duwayce...

A what?

A devil woman, she seduced men.

It's a morality fairy tale.

So that's where you've been hiding.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Yeah.

I should have brought my camera.

I love the way the light
turns in the Sahara.

The way the air smells at sunset.

I don't smell anything special.

You don't know what you're missing.

You know, when I was a young boy...

my mother told me that the sun
was driven around the world

in a chariot drawn by four horses.
And a wizard

sprinkled the stars
on the roof of the sky.

My mom told me the sun
is one of 100,000,000,000

in the galaxy. Which is one of
100,000,000 in the universe.

And that some light has
traveled since before

dinosaurs were on the earth.

Ending it's journey...
Right here.

Right now.

That's not a mystery, that's a fact.

Don't you think that
fact's a little clinical?

Non-emotional. I mean,
the math takes away the poetry.

Sunset for work.

Not for me.

Science only adds to
the wonder of a sunset, and

everything else in the world.

I don't see how it can take away.

What about love?

Jealousy?

Phenethylamine.

Phene... what?

A chemical the brain produces
when you fall in love.

And there's dopamine,
and norepinphrine...

So the greatest of all human
emotions, can be...

broken down to a... chemical compound.

The greatest music on earth

can be reduced to notes on paper.
But I can still

be moved by it.

Smile!

Hey!
What're you doing?

Delete it! I wasn't ready.

If your image isn't on there,

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to shoot you.

- What?
- I blinked!

Take two!

Well. It shall live this time.

Make me a copy.

There's a printer in the lab.

What're we drinking with dinner?

There wouldn't happen to be a
Chateau Expensive anywhere

- around here would there?
- Why don't you try

Borman's office while I freshen up?

He kept a few nice bottles
hidden in his bookshelf.

Help!

Thomas! Help!

Sue?

What?

Don't you like it?

t's for NBC cocktail receptions.

I don't get to wear it much.

Yes, it's beautiful.

You alright?

I though...
you left the light on.

Oops.

Silly me.
You hungry?

Starving.

I can do more

- than study rocks.
- Evidently.

Philosophy, geology, psychology,

and to top it, you're beautiful.

Close your eyes.
I have something for you.

- What are you doing?
- Keep 'em closed.

I know it's a little early...

but Happy Birthday!

How did you know?

It's on your I.D.

Jack?

I used to think hell was in your
head, heaven in your heart.

Now it just feels like
it's the other way around.

You want to tell me about it?

About her?

You don't miss much, do you?

We were married six years.

With twins.

Ben and Anna.

She was... unhappy.
I just didn't know how unhappy

until she left.

I thought you said she passed away.

She committed suicide.

Oh God.

It was my fault.

I was so wrapped up in all my crap...

I failed her.

That's no reason for her t...

She thought that I was having an affair!

Oh, God...

Jack.

It was my 35th birthday.

Sue and the kids arranged
a surprise birthday party

I hadn't been in the house
for two minutes.

When the bloody pager
went off and I was back

out the door again.

Daddy!

Some part of me,

at some level knew...

I swear, I... I... I had this feeling.

That I was...

seeing my life for the very last time.

But I just kept walking
towards that door,

I could've saved my family.

But I didn't listen to my gut instinct

and I remained Jack the cop.

Logical, rational...

You're being too hard on yourself, Jack.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to sound insensitive,

but I've seen what can happen
when people abandon reason.

You could get seriously hurt.

You're a good man.

There's no point

in having thick armor on the outside

if your own worst enemy is within.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What for?

You're making me feel
something I haven't felt

in a long time.

- Tom...
- Don't call me that.

Okay?

Stop!

Stop.

What is it?

I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

Susan?

JC.

Shhh. Relax.

Put her out of your mind.

Take it off.

Hello, Tom.

No!

Susan!

Did you

enjoy fucking her?

Aah!

JC?

It's ok, Jack.

It's just me, Jack.

You're dreaming, Jack.

Wake up.

You're sleepwalking!

What?

Whatever you saw, Jack, it wasn't real.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Shhh...

Try and get some sleep.

Ben.

You...

Mobile Four to Base, come in.

Come in Base, it's Mobile Four.

Base come in! Do you read?

Base. That you Jack?

Look, Alex. I need some armed
support up here, right now.

It's 4 o'clock in the morning.

I don't care! You don't argue
with me, just bloody do it!

Call in the Army if you have to.

I want armed support here
now, do you understand?

Do you copy mate?

Yeah, yeah. Got it.

Good. Out.

Augh!

May I join you?

- God, Jack!
- No!

It was you!

You killed them!

Please, stop!

JC?
Oh my God.

Oh, God.

JC?

JC?

Jack!

How long did the crew suffer

before you finished them off, JC?

That's why you didn't want
me to go to the cesspit,

wasn't it?

They're animal carcasses, Jack!

- Wearing clothes?
- Old suits, old clothes.

I don't know who will find this tape,

Take another look, we can go together.

- ...complex.
- I'm not gonna

- make it that easy for you.
- ...the gravest of danger.

I can't describe what we're up against,

but I'm afraid none of us
will leave here alive.

It seems we've released
something from 9 miles down.

Something of unspeakable evil.
Cunning...

They come in all forms.

It is the sum of disarming
and unimaginable beauty.

Don't let his ranting mislead you, Jack.

It revels in lies and deception.
It will trick you. Don't be

distracted by the spectacle...

Do not believe it. The pretense
vulnerability is a deadly trap.

I care about you.

The more cunning the lie,
the worse the consequences.

I care about you!

It will guide you on your trust,
and before bashing your hopes

- You're lying!
- It will trick you.

You're lying!

To confuse you...

Base to Mobile Four...

Show no fear...

Base to Mobile Four.

Build on it, turn it against you.

Whatever it is, it's going to lie.

Base to Mobile Four!

It can never be trusted.
It's just trying t...

Stay away from the radio!

Jack what are you doing?

Resist, resist the devil.

I know who you are now!

Jack, come in!

He's shooting at me!

Jesus, Jack is shooting at you?

He's got some
sample of this... this...

...pure evil. He proposes to
carry out experiments in th...

...you need to get
the hell out of there.

I'm trying! But he thinks
I'm some kind of...

...devil or something!

Kat don't you listen to her!

Jack, we have to leave! We've
got to get out of here now!

Don't listen to it's lies!

Never do what it tells you,

for you'd be obeying the devil itself.

The gas from our sample, it's toxic!

Resist...

- Lies!
- Jack, we have to

leave. It's dangerous.

And may God be with us all.

Boo!

Did you think you could get rid of me?

There is good without evil, Jack.

No darkness without light.

They define each other.

See?

You want to shoot me?

It'd make no difference!

No difference at all, Jack!

No, Jack... Don't!

Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy! Daddy!

Daddy! Da... a-ad!

Anna!

Come help Mommy with the decorations!

We don't want to spoil
the surprise now do we?

Daddy will be home soon!

Dad's gonna love this!

Is that you, Jack?

How do you want your steak?

You like it?

Who are you?

I'll come clean.
You've been right all along. I was only

testing you, and you passed.

You and Borman are quite the believers.

Works for many.
Works for me right now.

I thank God for that.

Literally. His very
existence defines mine.

We have a lot in common.

We're glad when people
just accept what we lead them

to believe.

No shepherd wants sheep
that think for themselves.

What do you want?

It's all about what
you want here, honey.

Something about a second chance.

What, I still can't tempt you? Okay.

Hell isn't going to freeze over.

Our Father who arts in heaven,
hallowed be thy name...

thy kingdom come, thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

...and lead us not into temptatio...

I'm sorry...

I could never keep a straight face.

I've always wondered
what people would do,

had Christ been hanged.

Wear mini nooses around
their necks, I suppose.

Or is it... neeses?

Or neese?

I can blow your fucking brains out.

Oh, Jack.

You're such a...

gentleman.

At least now that I've come
out of the closet

I can have a smoke.

Onions?

On your steak?

Onions?

Onions?

Jack...

After coming so far...

you're not going to just
throw it all away now are you?

Ha!

Last chance of getting what
you've wanted the most

for the past six years.

I'm the only one who can give it to you.

Aren't you hungry?

It was Susan, wasn't it?

She sent you here to test me.

So what is it you want from me?

Come on, Jack.

Think.

My soul?

Is that what you came here for?

Okay.

But then I get what I want.

Okay...

What do I do?

Repeat after me.

Lucifer, I sell thee my soul.

Six times over.

Give me your full concentration.

And say it with conviction.

Lucifer I sell thee my soul.

One.

Lucifer I sell thee my soul.

Two.

Lucifer I sell thee my soul.

Three.

Lucifer I sell thee my soul.

Four.

Lucifer I sell thee my soul.

Five.

The last one's the difficult one.

Lucifer...

I sell thee my soul.

Six.

I won't bother you
anymore, Officer Jackman.

You've passed the test.

Is that it?

I got what I want, and so did you.

Where are they?!

Wait outside in your truck,

then when Susan comes, all
you have to do is drive away.

Going already?

Don't leave us again so soon.

The children were so
looking forward to it.

But she said that
yo... yo... you were...

Who?

Hey! Hey!

Who?! The author of
all lies and deception.

Daddy! You have to blow out the candles!

Make a wish first.

Yeah, make a wish Daddy!

Get them all out or it won't come true!

Try wishing for something else, Tom.

Or someone else.

I can't do this.

Rather spend your birthday with her?

No, I'm staying this time.

I'm staying.

Come on, Jack! We have to go!

I'll ignore her.

- She can go t...
- She?!

You admit it?
You admit it?!

It's over! It was just one night,

just one stupid night, Susan.

It's your last chance,

- Susan's waiting!
- Liar!!!

She's here!
In here, she's here.

That's not Susan, Jack.

Look at her. Jack!

Tom!
Tom, we must hurry!

We can leave now!
It's me, Susan!

It's me!

No!

- Susan?
- Yes, Tom.

Thank God.

Come on, we can start over now.
We've been given a

new chance!

You did it, honey.

- You rescued me!
- Daddy!

Where are the kids?

- Help!
- Did you hear them?

No, it's nothing.
Let's go Tom!

No, it's them! We can't
leave here without them.

Ben and Anna are at home waiting for us!

It's just the wind, Jack.

It's just the wind.

When are their birthdays?

Please say you love me Jack.

Say it.

I love you.

Go back to hell, JC!

We had a deal!

Jack!

You're hallucinating!
Breathe! Come on!

It's oxygen, Jack.

Breathe, Jack!

Come on, Jack, breathe!

Breathe!

Over here!

- Where's the girl, Jack?
- Who?

Doctor Christianson.

- JC! She's not real...
- Yes she is, Jack.

- What? What?
- She is!

- She was telling the truth.
- Hold on, Jack.

She's right, you're still infected!

Look at me!
Where is she?

We have to go!

She's one of the scientists!

They had her under a different name.

Jack, where is the girl?
We have to find her.

I'll search this side!

Oh my God!

Go, now! Now! Now!

The cavern was probably formed over

60 million years ago.
It's trapped a huge mass of

compressed organic matter.

Related to early forms of
psyilocybin groves.

Now, I think the only
explanation that makes

any sense is that you
were inhaling an odorless

by... product of the fungi's
rotting rocess.

It's an hallucinogenic gas

which impairs rational and
ognitive functions of the brain.

So I was at the end of
the world's longest joint.

It seems it disabled your
ability to discern

between reality, memory,

and imaginative creations.

To you, they all seemed to be one.

So what I believed to be real,
became real to me?

Yeah, what you wanted to
believe, what you were

afraid of believing.

And what about Borman?

Well, like you and everybody
else, I think his own personal

hell was brought to
the surface by the gas.

Well, what about JC...
How did she cope?

Well, a number of factors...

Everybody living up in the main
complex was accumulating

toxins. She was far less exposed.

What about the voices?

I mean, the screaming in the shaft head.

Well..

My guess would be...

Miles of metal against stone,
or the wind...?

Merely by the power of
suggestion, the mind is

capable of creating patterns.

Even in white noise.

But...

Forget the noises.

Inspector Collins' men found
two 4x4's stranded 50k's

out from where you were.
Footprints leading off

in all directions.

Realistically there's
very little chance of

finding any of them alive.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Come on, look on the bright side...

There's no hell,
and she's not the devil.

That's gotta be something.

I think we're just missing
something here.

You saw all the evidence.

Why do you throw away all
rational explanation for the

sake of that one percent of doubt?

I don't know.

Morning.

Hi.

Forgive me?

What's there to forgive?

Well you seem pretty tolerant
to someone tried to kill you.

- We both got a little messed up.
- Yeah, I know.

How's your wound?

How's yours?

Which one?

Is it my imagination, or did I...

did I really sell you
my soul back there?

Jack?

You should see your face.

It was just a joke, it's...

I had to play along with your delusion.

I would've played any
character to lure you

away from there.

I suppose I owe you dinner then?

I should let you rest.

I've got it. The proof she
wasn't there from the start.

The only image we have
of her is on this footage,

which supposedly was taken weeks ago.

- And?
- My cap was in

the background of the shot.

What the hell are you trying to prove?

That she staged all of this.

There.

- David, can you zoom in on it?
- Yeah, sure.

It looks like a safety helmet to me.

Maybe there's something else further on.

Look, you're behaving as if
you're sorry not to have

found hell out there.

You're on extended sick leave.

Until further notice.

Jackman, your gun.

Well speak of the devil!
It's Jack!

Hey, Jack-o!

You alright?

What's wrong?

- It's her!
- Jack wh...

You almost got away with it, didn't you!

Hey...

No, no, no. Jack.

Jack what are you doing?

I'm seeing you as you really are.

N... no. What are you
talking about?

- Jack?
- Back up!

You don't understand, you
haven't seen what I've seen.

Jack, please explain.

- Explain?!
- Yes.

So you can twist the truth again?

- No, not this time.
- Easy..

- No! Shut up!
- Please...

Please, Jack.

No, not this time, JC.

You've run out of logical explanations.

Resist the devil!

Please Jack, no!

Have courage.

No, no, no!

Let go! You don't understand!

Who are you?

I don't know you!

Who are you?!

You were laughing at me!

Hell is in your head.

Hell is in your head.

There's always a logical explanation.

Hell is... There's always a...

Your own worst enemy is inside.

It's all in our minds.

I'm fine. I'm fine!

Fear of the unknown is dangerous.

Stop!

Call the doctor!

It's not her blood, it's not her blood!

I'm fine.

Jack went crazy again.
He stole my gun.

He ran into the corridor.
He's nuts!

He's gonna do it like Borman and Susan.

He's gonna... d...

He's gonna do it like Borman and Susan!

Okay Sue, you win.
I'll give you what you want.