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You better start
thinking positive.

I can hear those Chigs that
ambushed us crawling up our six.

I can't go further! I'm stuck!

Then cut out the Lincoln Tunnel
with your K-Bar, but go!

-
- Faster, Coop. !

The 23rd got butchered, man.
We'll be next.

Hey! It's opening!

- Coop!
- Coop's down. ! The roof fell in. !

We gotta get him out.
He's got about 30 seconds.

All right, pass it back.
Pull on three.

- Rope's comin' back.
- Ready? One, two, three!

-
- Come on, push. !

- One, two, three!
- Pull. !

- One, two, three!
- Pull. !

He's comin'. !

- Help, Cooper. !
- Harder. !

One, two, three!

Shake it off.
Move out!

We gotta find another way.

- Lightning.
- Charger.

I thought it was human breathing.

- It gets so you can hear an eye blink.
- The Chigs jumped us, sir.

- The other side of that crawl space.
- Who's in charge?

- Me.
- We found a passageway before we heard you.

- Gather your people and follow me.
- Move out.

No!

- We're not goin' in there.
- What information do you have
to offer, Lieutenant?

I don't know, sir. I just feel it.
Something's wrong.

Sir, you gotta get out of there.
Now, sir. !

If I had more time,
I would cite you for insubordination.

Lieutenant,
get your men and fall in.

- Move out!
- No.

- Please believe me.
- Hey, what's your beef?

Captain Kremens gave an order.
Now, fall in, grunt. !

- Fall in, now. !
- No.

- We're not goin'in there.
- There's a shaft that goes up.

'Phousse, we have orders.

Am I in trouble?

you not only told Captain Kremens
the tunnel was dangerous...

but you contradicted his orders...

and attempted to physically restrain the rest
of the 58th from going down with him.

Those are some pretty
extraordinary actions.

And I imagine they're supported
by some equally extraordinary reasons.

Why did you refuse
to go in that tunnel?

What difference does it make, Colonel?

- They're alive.
- Who?

The 58th, or the 46th?

Did you see the enemy?

Were you alerted by something?
Something you heard, something you smelled?

No, no.
It was neither.

You're running out
of senses, Lieutenant.

If you didn't see, hear
or smell anything-

Look, Colonel.

I don't want to sound like-

I mean, I don't even know if-

Sir...

I saw the 46th...

surrounded by these colors.

I know it sounds weird.
I mean, it was weird.

At first, I thought
this was some new Chig weapon...

or maybe an electrical disturbance.

But no one else saw it.

And I- I had the strongest feeling...

that things were wrong.

- I had to say something.
- You had a gut feeling.

No, it was more than that.

I mean, it scared me.

What are you gonna write on the report?

An explanation to explain the unexplainable.

I'll handle it.

Thank you, sir.

Sir?

Do you think that
there's something wrong-

You were in a combat situation
350 meters underground.

I understand the stress.

She must have heard something we didn't.
It's the only explanation.

You mean you've never had an intuition?

- Like that? No.
- Come on.

Didn't you ever think that you were
gonna get a letter from an old friend...

someone you haven't seen in years,
and then one day, you get it?

I just knew the dice
was gonna come up six.

I had this little voice inside me saying,
"Bet six! Bet six!"

Sure enough, I rolled a six.

So I was listening the next time
I heard that little voice saying...

"Bet four. ! Bet four. ! '"

Well, I sevened out.

That little voice cost me a lot of money.

I heard about this guy
in the 3rd Marine Air Wing.

He had this dream.

Said he was gonna die in
an airplane crash the next day.

So instead of going on his mission,
he decided to take a sick day.

Went to get a haircut instead.

Well, his squadron came back
unharmed, no problem.

But there was an accident
on the base.

Seems this trainee pilot
crash-landed...

and one of the buildings
he took out was the barber shop.

I guess it was his time.

Nothing you can do to change that.

I don't want nobody telling me
when I'm gonna go.

I'd ratherjust have it happen,
then be all spooked up till the moment I die.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hey, 'Phousse.
Thanks for today.

I didn't do anything.

How'd you know?

Look, it was just a feeling, okay?

Haven't you ever had that feeling?

There's a name for it.
It's fear.

But I fought through it
and obeyed orders.

And if you'd done the same,
maybe my squad wouldn't be dead.

Lubin, we are sorry that
you lost your friends.

But you've been assigned to the 58th.
It's time to drive on.

It was a grenade.
They were caught in close quarters.

I'm not talking about the grenade.

I'm talking about her
holding everyone back.

How do you know her delay
didn't alert the Chigs?

Give them enough time
to set us up, huh?

In my opinion, you should be held
responsible for the deaths of my friends.

The deaths of the 46th.

Shuttle 831,
you are clear for arrival on Pad 2.

It's to your left, sir.

- Did you file this, Colonel?
- I recognize the typos.

I'd like to speak with Lt. Damphousse.

I wasn't informed that anyone
in my unit was under investigation.

I'm just here to conduct
a preliminary inquiry.

My report doesn't suggest
that she did anything wrong.

Colonel, if you don't mind...

I'd like to be present
when you conduct your inquiry.

I'll speak to Lt. Damphousse... alone.

- Beautiful picture.
- Thank you.

Born in upstate New York.
Graduate cum laude from Cal Tech.

Joined the Corps at 24.

An engineer.
A problem solver.

Comfortable with the quantifiable.

That's kind of like me.
I'm an accountant by training.

People generally like you.

That's a nice thing, isn't it?
You care about people, yes?

I suppose.

You seem to know
quite a bit about me, sir.

Yes.

I do.

There's one thing I don't know, however.

In the tunnels of Daedalus,
why didn't you go in?

I don't know.

Did it have anything to do
with "anomalous intuition"?

Who is he?

Colonel Matt Burke.
I assume he's the unit inspector.

'Phousse didn't do anything wrong.

- We wanna speak up for her.
- Look.

Unit inspectors only care
about the facts.

From what I know about
what happened down there...

he'll attach a rational explanation
to Damphousse's action...

even if he has to make one up,
close the file and go away.

So, Lt. West was 10 feet to your left.

- Yes.
- And where was Lt. Vansen?

Where she was when I told you...

ten minutes, 50 minutes,
two hours ago, sir.

- Do you love your father?
- What?

Yes, I love my father very much.

Is it true that Lt. Lubin
was the last person...

from the 46th Squadron
to enter the tunnel?

Uh-Yes.

Uh-Yes.

At age 16 when you dyed your hair blonde,
did your father hit you?

No.

- Never? He never hit you?
- Never. Who told you-

When the grenade exploded,
did you rush into the tunnel to help?

Yes. Who told you I dyed my hair-

Upon entering the tunnel,
what was the first thing that you saw?

I already told you this.
It was-

It was just horror.
There wasn't enough of anyone left-

- Did your father ever touch you?
- What?

- Did your father ever touch you sexually?
- No! No! Of course not.

I believe you.

What the hell does any of this
have to do with my actions in the tunnel?

I'm happy to answer
any official questions-

There's only one more thing that I'd like
to ask you to do, and then we're finished.

I don't feel comfortable.

It doesn't matter.
Focus on the target.

What target?

Just tell me what you see.

I see two ping pong balls and some cotton
over my eyes. What do you mean?

Simply focus on the images
that come into your mind.

It's just black.

I see blackness.
Just black.

And-And there are forms...

of some sort.

Forms.
Or for- Flying, maybe.

Yeah, through something.

No, over spires, maybe.

Yeah.

Like a spirit...

touching the sky.

It's like a free soul...

soaring.

Soaring.

A gift from God.

Sir, I'd like to take a break.

I'm so tired,
I'm about to hallucinate.

Good.

What would you say if you saw someone
bend a spoon just by staring at it?

I'd say it was a trick.

Mm-hmm. And if I were to tell you
that there are people...

who can read any file in a locked cabinet
without even opening the drawer?

- What do you want from me?
- What do you think about those people...

who claim to see the future?

I think they're nuts.

That's what I do, Vanessa.

I work with nuts
who have special abilities.

Do you believe, Vanessa...

that humans are actually
capable of such things?

I'm trained as an engineer.

Everything I've ever been taught
tells me that those things are impossible.

That's right, Vanessa.

That's why you've been denying
your anomalous intuition.

People used to think that
the world was like this.

Flat.
Columbus knew it was round.

People think that time is like this-
just a straight line.

We're blind to anything
but the present.

But what if time were a circle,
and you were at the center of it?

And you could see any part
that you turned toward.

What if you were another Columbus?
What if you had psi powers?

But I don't.

You saw this in your mind, Lieutenant.

You described it.

You saw this without the knowledge
that you were even looking.

You have a gift, Vanessa.

I think that gift told you
not to let the 58th...

go into the tunnel
behind Captain Kremens.

I think that you can harness
this gift to save lives.

No. I can't.

This has never happened before.
It may never happen again.

You have the responsibility
to find out if you can...

to help people, like the 58th...

before they die.

I can help you do that.

- A circle.
- Again.

This time, don't think about it.

Just act.

- Wavy lines.
- Again.

Don't think. Just act.

Triangle.

Don't think. Act.

Just act. Don't think about it.
Just act.

- Green.
- No.

Again.

- Red.
- Don't think.

Act. Act.

Just act.

Don't think about it. Just act.

Just act. Act.

Don't think. Act.

Again. Again.

Don't think. Just act.

Don't think. Act.

Sometimes I go to a place,
and I feel I've been there before.

Déjá vu.
Doesn't exist.

Your dominant eye simply processes
information more quickly than the other.

The slower half of your brain just thinks
it's seen something before.

- Oh.
- Your gift-

clairvoyant precognition-
that's different.

It occurs when the adrenaline level...

produces enough epinephrine...

to inhibit the cognitive portion
of your brain altogether.

You act without even thinking about it
because you have no other choice;

because it matters;

because you've reached
your level of necessity.

I just need to get you there.

You're going back to Daedalus.

Geosynchronous satellite LIDAR
has discovered a kind of natural cavern...

approximately 400 meters
beneath the surface.

We think it's their munitions depot.

Chigs use it to supply their forces
inside our territory.

What we don't know is
which tunnel takes you there.

Hunt it down.

Sir, when we're in those tunnels,
we're not the hunters.

An APC will insert you
at 0530 hours.

You'll be given detonators
to use inside the caverns.

Once you set them, rendezvous
at the APC extraction point...

at precisely 1630 hours.

It's a hit-and-run.

Intelligence reports a Chig division
is heading into this sector in 11 hours.

That's when we pull anchor.

- What other squadrons are going in?
- Just the 58th.

The casualty rate's just too high.

- No kidding.
- More marines make for more targets.

This way, something moves,
you'll know what it is.

But, sir, that's not
part of our rotation.

We already served our time in hell.

You're four-for-four in the tunnels.

The brass figures you must know
what you're doing.

I also have the following orders.

"Colonel Matthew Burke,
Seventh Marine Air Wing...

"is temporarily assigned
in a strictly observatory capacity...

to any and all missions
of the 58th Squadron. '"

Make it back.

You set this up. Why?

I have my reasons.

To test me for psi powers? Okay.

Then don't risk their lives too.

They're not your lab rats.

I'm doin' this to save lives,
because I believe.

It wasn't always like this.

I was probably more like your, uh-

like your Colonel McQueen
without the ramrod.

You see, you tick off
the old man's wife at a cocktail party...

and pretty soon you're no longer...

assistant chief of logistics,
Omicron Sector.

Oh, no.

Nope.

You've been promoted backwards.
Deputy director of Psi Ops...

with your own card table in the basement
somewhere in Langley, Virginia.

Then I met some people-

people who have what you have.

That thing that convinces me
that life isn'tjust yes and no...

black and white, ones and zeros.

There's a whole other
dimension out there.

When you're in the tunnels,
you can see into it.

I wanna be there when you do.

Those tunnels
are a crawling nightmare.

You have no idea
what you signed up for.

I have an idea.

I just wanna see for myself.

Burke's crazy to go down there.

What can he possibly get
from this mission?

He's with Psi Ops.

What, you mean he's gonna try
to read our minds or something?

I can't believe that unit's still functional,
especially after Karakoram.

- Why? What happened there?
- Back in 2052...

the C. C. 's and our own 3rd Armored
were at a standoff across Hindu Kush.

It was winter.
The terrain was impassable.

And our troops should have never
left their base in Pishour.

But General Dawson, the former head of
the so-called Psychic Intelligence Unit...

ordered the 3rd Armored
through the Ali Budu Pass.

He insisted the C. C. 's
would never expect it.

Well, they did.
457 troops...

the entire 3rd Armored,
wiped out.

At his court-martial,
they asked Dawson...

why he disregarded all standard
military practice and common sense.

All he could say was,
"I had a vision. "

So that's why he's talking to you.

'Phousse, are you psychic?

No! No.

Back at the tunnels with Captain Kremens,
did you have a vision?

No! I'm not psychic.

Whatever it is you are,
it's gonna get us all killed.

Lubin, we are going down there
because we're marines...

and we're gonna do a job, period.

Whoa! 'Phousse, you don't have
to prove anything, okay?

Go ahead, Swami.

Hold up.

It's a psych trap. Chigs figure we'll be
so freaked out by seeing a body part...

we'll keep crawlin' on our bellies
for the next three years.

Meanwhile, they'll save the real trap
for someplace we don't expect.

Or maybe,
that's what they want us to think.

Come on, 'Phousse.
We've been crawlin'forever.

Have not seen a booby trap yet.

No.

- I don't feel right.
- No kidding?

We're in Chig territory
200 feet below the ground.

Nobody feels right. Admit it.
You're going slow 'cause you're afraid.

Okay, enough! The cavern is supposed to be
about 200 meters below us somewhere.

We have to find a way down.
Lubin, you're so hot, lead.

Fine.

At the rate he's going,
we'll be able to blow up the ammo dump
and be home in time for dinner.

Lubin, stop!

I see something.

I- I-

No. ! Stop. !

Ooh!

I hope the Chigs thought
yourjoke was as funny as you did.

The point is the same.

If we slow down every time she cries wolf,
we're all gonna be greased.

Move out.

What'd you see back there?

Did you see the colors?

I'm tired. Lights are playing tricks on me.
It didn't mean anything.

You saw, you acted.
That's good.

Next time,
tell me so I can record it.

You don't get it.
There's not gonna be a next time.

I don't want this responsibility.

Oh. I dream about your responsibility,
your gift.

Gift? The greatest liability
to a marine is doubt.

That's what I have.
If that's a gift, you keep it.

No.

You'll use your talents,
and I'll record them.

We've got to make the others believe.

But I have no idea of what to do...

or how to summon this thing.

And I'm not gonna be the one
to slow us down or get us killed.

Everybody dies.

Not everybody sees.

I wanna see what you see.

That's really why we're down here-

for you...

so you can believe.

The ammo dump's gotta be close by.

No. No.
Something's- Something's wrong.

We're still 20 meters above target.

These tunnels aren't descending.

-
- Oh, man.

Chig booby trap.

It's not a mine!

You saw this coming,
didn't you, Vanessa?

I don't know what
I'm seeing anymore.

How about a trap door?

It's a shallow trench,
maybe four feet deep.

Looks clean.

Looks shallow.

-
-

- Get me out!
- Damphousse! Compresses!

- He's bleeding out!
-

Damphousse!
Wang, compresses, morphine, now!

Don't think. Act.

- What do you see, Vanessa?
- Damphousse. !

Flames of color... on Shane.

Damn it, 'Phousse,
why aren't you helping?

Everywhere I look, I'm causing them.

Now they're on Nathan.

Now they're on Paul.

Now they're on Cooper.

Who, Vanessa?
Who do you see?

I don't know.
Just that-

- He's dead.
- Just that...

one more of us is gonna die.

Hold fire.

Tunnel's cold now!
But something sure as hell cut up Lubin.

- So let's track it and kill it.
- There's not enough time.

We gotta rendezvous
with APC at 1630.

- Well, then maybe we should start back.
- No.

We search out the ammo dump
and destroy it.

The markers will make it
easier to get back.

Shane.

I saw these colors,
like I did with the 46th.

One of us is gonna die.

I don't wanna hear this.

- Look, Coop-
- No, don't even look at me.

- I don't cause this.
- You can't stop it.

Your colors didn't save Lubin,
and you want us to trust you now?

- Well, I wasn't sure before. Now I am.
- Stop it!

Command knew when they sent us here
that some may not come back.

Your vision doesn't change our orders.

We put our trust in training.

Everybody got that?

You, especially.

Lt. Vansen, I've recorded
all of Lt. Damphousse's visions.
So, my mission is completed.

Your orders are that you're an observer.
Now, lock and load.

Move out!

- Damphousse. !
- Hold your fire!

- A sentry?
- Maybe for the ammo dump?

Yeah, we must be close.

I know someone's gonna die.

- 'Phousse, look-
- I'm trying to save us.

How? How? By telling us
that somebody's gonna die?

Even if we are trained to die,
we have got to believe that we're gonna live.

Help with that.

Set your detonators.

Ten minutes, we meet back here.

Ready?
Ready, hack.

- Eight minutes.
- We have plenty of time
to get back to the tunnel by then.

- Move!
- Wait. Where's Vanessa?

It was her that she saw.

- Wait!
- The colors.

Vanessa!

Aah!

Burke!
Aw, man.

Coop, one minute!

- Come on, Burke. Stay with us.
- Get him out of here!

I guess you were right.

Someone was gonna die in there.

No, not yet.
Come on.

Hold on.

I was, uh-
I was flattered...

when you called me "one of us. "

I saw what you see.

Thank you, Lieutenant.
That'll be all.

This recorded my vision.

What do you wanna do with it?

Well, if I can see people's deaths,
maybe I'm responsible for stopping them.

Whoever gave you the power
to see them...

may not have given you
the power to stop them.

You're only so responsible, Vanessa.

And then,
it's out of your hands.

to accept the things
I cannot change...

the courage to change
the things I can...

and the wisdom
to know the difference.