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My name is Alice.

I worked for the Umbrella Corporation, in a secret laboratory

developing experimental viral weaponry.

There was an incident, a virus escaped.

Everybody died.

Trouble was...

They didn't stay dead.

This was the start of an apocalypse that would sweep the entire world.

The men responsible for this disaster took refuge underground

and continued to experiment with the deadly T-Virus.

They felt secure in their high-tech fortress.

But they were wrong.

Biohazard terminated.

Central Shibuya...

can you confirm?

Confirmed.

Nice shot.

I lead, three to one.

The night is young.

Plenty more fish in the...

Shit!

Toshi, are you okay?

Where are you Toshi?

Please respond!

Sentry 3, respond.

We lost contact with another one.

Chairman Wesker?

- Report. - Sir.

A half hour ago we began to lose contact with some of our perimeter sentries.

How many have we lost?

- All of them. - And you waited 30 minutes to tell me?

We thought it was a communications problem. I didn't want to disturb you.

Give me the surface gate.

- This is chairman Wesker. - Sir.

- Report your situation. - Everything is quiet here.

No sign of intruders?

Hotaka...

We have movement...

Multiple targets!

Surface gate, identify targets.

Repeat, identify targets.

- Sir, elevator two is moving. - I want security at that main entrance now!

Hey, boys...

Is that any way to treat a lady?

Tell security to flood the main entrance with nerve gas.

Sir?

Our men are still up there!

Any more questions?

Intruders in sectors 1 through 5, 7 and 8.

Reports of gun fire in sectors 10 and 11.

Stay at your stations!

All security protocols are now in full effect.

Lock down all elevators, seal all internal blast doors,

and I want damage reports.

C'mon, move!

- Go! Go! Go! - Get out! Everybody move—

Turbulence. Turbulence. Turbulence.

Turbulence. Turbulence.

Turbulence. Turb—

Any last words?

How nice to finally meet the real you.

Hurts... doesn't it?

Well, that's just the start of the bad news.

All those powers of yours...

Speed... strength...

Accelerated healing... well, you can kiss all those goodbye.

- What have you done? - The serum I've injected you with

is neutralizing the T-cells within your body.

Put simply... the Umbrella Corporation is taking back its property.

You just didn't work out.

So, you're being recalled.

I'm what you used to be... only better.

Please wait.

Last words?

- Thank you. - For killing you?

For making me human again.

Pull up... Terrain... Terrain... Pull up... Terrain... Terrain...

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

There is no infection. We offer safety and security, food and shelter.

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

There is no infection...

Well I took revenge on Umbrella.

The last handful of survivors took a chopper to safety.

They were headed for a town in Alaska called Arcadia.

We'd received radio transmissions from there.

They offered food and shelter, safety and security ...

A haven.

Free of infection.

May 3rd, 1600 hours...

177 days without signs of life.

I'm at, uh...

58.37 degrees North, 134.58 degrees West.

Closing in on the coordinates for Arcadia

But no signs of it on any map.

I hope Claire and the others made it.

You're not coming?

Take care of the others.

Good luck, K-Mart.

Claire...

May 3rd...

1930 hours...

Arcadia.

If such a place exists.

Just an empty field...

and a beach.

But we all heard the transmissions.

Someone must've sent them.

Someone must have...

brought all these people here.

But why?

Where'd they go?

Day 177 signing off.

I don't know if I can do this much longer.

What if I'm the last one? What if there is no one else?

No one to watch these tapes...

Is this my punishment?

For letting all this happen?

Hey! Wait!

Wait! Please! Stop!

Hello?

Hello?

Answer me!

Hey. Hey!

It's okay.

Sorry about that.

But I had to get this thing off of you. What is this?

Who did this to you?

Do you know who I am?

My name is Alice.

We met in the Nevada desert 18 months ago.

Any of this sound familiar?

Mikey, Carlos, L.J. ...

K-Mart.

You left in a helicopter with a group of survivors headed for Alaska.

Arcadia, remember?

Arcadia, remember?

Arcadia, remember?

May 4th, 0800 hours...

Plotting a course for Prince Rupert in British Columbia.

I'll pass Vancouver, drop down in Seattle...

after that it's San Francisco...

and the rest of the western seaboard.

My passenger's still as talkative as ever.

Whatever that thing was, it was injecting her with some sort of drug.

Something that causes memory loss.

I just hope the effects aren't permanent.

Your name...

is Alice, right?

She speaks.

Look, I'm sorry about back there.

I don't... I don't know what happened.

I don't remember anything.

I don't even know my name.

It's Claire.

Claire Redfield.

Claire.

Sound familiar?

Not really.

You'll get used to it.

Perhaps you can cut me loose now.

We should get know each other a little better first.

City of Angels...

May 6th, 1800 hours...

Los Angeles.

No signs of life.

Not even the undead.

Some must have burnt with the city...

but what about the rest?

Oh my god.

What?

Look over there.

Damn.

It's a plane. It's a plane!

I knew it!

Help Us.

- I told you they would come. - Hey! We're down here! Hello!

No way we're gettin' in there.

Where is it going? Why is it flying away?

It's not flying away...

- it's circling. - Circling.

Damn, he's low.

What the hell is he doin'?

He's gonna land... he's gonna land!

Get all this stuff outta the way! Quick! Go!

- Land? - Yeah... land!

That is one crazy son of a bitch.

This might get a little rough.

Then cut me loose.

- Thanks. - Just don't do anything crazy, alright?

Nothing as crazy as what you have in mind.

- Come on! Keep moving! - I'm trying.

All right, hold on.

Hurry, he's comin'!

Come on.

No!

- Hold him! - Grab it!

That's it. Good job.

- Nice landing. - I think technically it's called crashing.

- Luther West. - Alice.

That's Claire.

Luther West.

Pleasure to make your acquaintance.

- Hi! My name is Crystal. - No, no, no!

Enough with the introductions. So you're here to help us, right?

- Can you get us out? - Are you from Arcadia?

- What did you say? - Are you from Arcadia?

- What do you know about Arcadia? - They said that they can help us!

There are other survivors, civilization and safety.

Infection free.

So they sent you, right?

- No. - But there are others out there?

- Like you? - It's just us.

- There's to be no rescue? - I'm sorry...

Sorry.

Look, don't take it so bad alright? They had their hopes up...

Thought you could take them to the promised land.

Angel Ortiz.

That was some fine flying!

Thanks.

What's the prognosis?

- She'll live. - Yeah.

You know... I have the strangest feeling...

I know you.

Yeah... I get that lot.

You a sports fan, huh?

You like basketball?

- Not really. - No? Oh.

Well, maybe just a fan of... fine timepieces.

Yeah. Luther here is our resident superstar.

So tell me about Arcadia.

What exactly do you know?

Just what we heard from their transmissions.

We've been receiving their broadcasts all week.

Food and shelter, safety and security...

- No infection. - We thought they sent you.

We've been launching flares for days to get their attention.

Flares?

Who's gonna see flares from Alaska?

- Alaska? - Alaska?

Arcadia... I've been there.

It's in Alaska.

- It's a town or so we thought. - A town?

I don't think so.

Take a look.

At what?

You see?

It's not a town.

It's a ship.

I recorded this from the short-wave.

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

There is no infection. We offer safety and security, food and shelter.

It's... It's the same message we heard.

They must have sailed down the coast picking up survivors.

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

What is that?

I don't know.

That was the we heard from them.

Then it just stopped.

That was two days ago.

We've been sending up flares on the hour.

So when you have arrived, of course we thought they sent you.

Claire.

That ship over there...

That's Arcadia.

I know.

- You remember? - I remember the beach.

People were coming to help us.

What happened? Why didn't you go with the others?

I don't know. I can't remember.

We have to get to that ship.

We have to get to that ship.

Welcome to your new home.

Cell Block B.

Crystal's our cook. The menu's not extensive, but she is a master at what she does.

Sorry I didn't bring better news.

Get used to disappointment, right? That's what my agent used to say.

Were you an actress?

Came to Hollywood to live the dream, ended up waiting tables.

Why are we waiting? Excuse me, I'm hungry. Thank you.

- Get out of here, man. - Thank you.

Met plenty of creeps like him in my time.

What's his story?

Back in the world, he was some kind of big movie producer.

The boy's got a stick up his ass!

Kim Young used to intern for him, but still hasn't figured out the world has changed.

That plane of yours...

You think it can still fly?

It can fly but it only seats two.

So you could take us to Arcadia one at a time.

Look, I think she was lucky to land here once.

Five or six times would be suicide.

- No offense. - None taken.

There has to be another way out.

We have to get to that ship.

Well, there is the...

- What? - Nothing.

Look, it would be a waste of your time.

I have time to waste.

When the shit hit the fan, we took refuge in the prison.

Seemed like it had the biggest, strongest walls...

Best chance of keeping those thing out.

By the time we got here, the guards and the inmates were already long gone.

I guess...

When people starting eating one other ...

Wasn't much point to keeping anybody locked up.

We thought the place was abandoned.

Until we made a discovery.

Wendell.

Time to take a break.

It's about goddamn time.

I hate being down here. I'm hearing movement... in the walls.

So let's check it out.

We'll be back in a minute.

Come on.

Name's Chris.

You were the one flying that plane.

How do you know that?

Wendell isn't only one that hears things.

I'm glad you made it.

Maybe you can talk some sense into these people.

What do you mean?

Isn't it obvious?

I'm not a prisoner.

I shouldn't be in here.

I was working with a military unit.

We were using this place as a staging post.

Things were already pretty bad when the order came through from the Governor

to release all the inmates.

You see, we needed as many people on the streets as possible to fight those things.

And it was chaos.

We were pulling out and a gang of the prisoners jumped me.

Guess they thought I was guard.

When I woke up, my unit was gone...

and I was in here.

Their idea of a joke.

You don't believe me.

Did the others?

You need to get me out of here.

We're all trapped here one way or the other.

That's true... but I can help you.

- Seen enough? - You find anything?

No.

I know a way out of this place.

You get me out of here, I'll do the same for you.

You're gonna need me!

- Have you checked out what he's taking about? - His way out?

He's not telling us shit 'til we let him out, and I'm not letting him out.

The man is a killer.

- Really? - I can see it in his eyes.

- How can you be so sure? - I know people.

Interesting. So tell me...

What do you see when you look into my eyes?

Whoa!

Holy shit...

Girl's gotta be prepared.

What would you possibly want with those?

It's a hobby.

A hobby?

All right.

Well, I'll see you in the morning.

No sign of anyone on deck.

Your friends are out there.

I think so.

You don't remember?

It's coming back.

Slowly...

Nothing that makes any sense.

- We still have running water. - That's very civilized.

We do our best.

- It's cold. - Our best only goes so far.

- These are for you. - Thank you.

I guess I should leave you to it?

I guess you should.

- I'll be right outside. - Thank you.

Luther?

Luther?

- Take it easy, honey. - Move it!

Hey, I'm just... gonna be on my way now.

- Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy. - Get out of my sight.

What is that smell?

They must've burrowed up from the sewers...

Wendell said he heard things moving behind the walls.

What, so- so- so these things can just burst out anywhere?

- We gotta get out of this place. - Arcadia will send help.

No one's coming to get us.

Okay? No one. We have to help ourselves.

- Now this plane that you have? - It won't hold everybody.

- Well we could draw straws— - No!

We all get out of here and no one gets left behind.

Great.

How are we gonna do that?

Walk out of here... just single file?

Are you crazy?

- They didn't want him getting out. - That's right. He's dangerous.

Angel... what do you think?

I think we don't have much of a choice.

This is insane. Crystal, Crystal, Crystal? Look at me. What do you think?

I mean, not even you're that dumb.

I guess I am. I agree with Angel.

If this guy thinks he knows a way out, I want to hear it.

All right.

Seriously?

This... this is a mistake.

- This is a big mistake. - You better keep your eyes on him.

I was wondering how long it would take.

Boo.

Alright, let's get the hell out of here.

- Claire? - What?

Claire, it's me.

It's Chris.

- I don't know you. - Claire?

I'm your brother, remember?

What the hell's happened to you?

Hey. It's okay. Let him go.

Look, she suffered some sort of memory loss.

If you really are her brother... It'll come back.

Alright, this is very touching... I mean, a family reunion...

If we could just get a move on please? Before we're all eaten the fuck alive!

Behind those doors is a UPV: Urban Pacification Vehicle.

Prison kept it in case of a serious riot.

16 wheeler, steel plate, water cannon, seats 20.

Ten tons of fun.

Roll on out in style, drive right over 'em.

The lock's jammed.

- But we can cut through it. - When we hit the coast...

we're gonna have to transfer to a boat of some kind.

- We're gonna need some more fire power. - I got you covered.

When I was stationed here, we used a room in the basement as an armory.

It's got every weapon you can dream of.

How do you know your unit didn't take them with 'em when they pulled out?

Because by the end... there were a lot more guns

than there were people to use them.

You go get the guns! Luther!

Oh my god!

What is this?

They had pumps to keep the water out of the foundations.

When the electricity failed, some of the lower levels start filling up.

There's another two floors down there.

And how far down is the armory?

All the way.

Luther, come on!

Get back! Get back!

- Where do you think you're going? - I was a swim champ back in high school.

- Is that right? - Here.

So now you're gonna trust me with a gun?

Yeah. Why not?

Luther, just shoot that motherfucker.

What the fuck is that thing?

All right. Let's go.

Let's go!

Nice.

Damn.

There must be hundreds of them out there.

We can't go back that way.

- Oh shit! - What, what? What do you mean, "Oh shit!"?

What? What is this?

- What do you think it is? - Oh, don't tell me that that thing fits inside of there!

Can you put this back together?

Maybe, but it could take a week.

What do we do now?

I know.

Bennett... What have you done?

Luther, we gotta get out of here!

Come on!

Did you hear that?

- Come on, baby. Come on! - What are we doing?

- We're gettin' outta here! - But the others...

Fuck the others! Now get on board.

Bennett! What are you doing?

- Hey! - Kim Young! Don't do this.

Open this door!

Please! Please!

Bennett!

Oh, shit!

Thats right, bitch! Fuck you!

Yes! Yes!

- Fuckin' bitch... - I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

He's headed for the Arcadia.

Alice!

Come on!

Head for the shower block!

- Move! - I'll meet you there!

This thing has no power!

We won't need power!

Oh shit!

Hold on!

Hey, head for the shower block. Go!

Over here!

- You alright? - Fine. Thanks.

This is some kind of joke, right?

No. Tunnels lead to the sewers, sewers lead to

the storm drain...

Storm drain leads to sea.

It's our only chance.

- I'll take point. - I got your back.

Ladies...

Alright, you're next.

- I can't do it. - You can.

Let's go!

Shhh... Those things are close.

We found a way out just down there.

The tunnels drop into a storm drain. Go.

Where's Kim Young?

Go. Go!

Knew you'd make it.

Luther!

No!

Luther!

We can't help him now.

We have to move on.

No welcome party, huh?

Looks like Bennett made it.

Let's check inside.

- Did you find anyone? - Nothing.

I checked the crew quarters... They're all gone.

Looks like they left in a hurry.

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

There is no infection. We offer safety and security, food and shelter.

Fuel, power... Everything's running normally.

Look at this. It's the ship's log.

Crew launched the life boats three days ago.

Exactly when the transmission stopped.

But it says there's still 2,000 survivors on board.

We have to search every inch of the ship.

Umbrella... of course.

I remember them coming for us.

This whole thing...

Arcadia...

It was a lie.

No, it's worse than that.

It's a trap!

Where is everybody?

I don't understand.

I think I do.

They're underneath our feet.

They're holding survivors to experiment on them.

Look...

It's K-Mart... she's here.

Bring them up. All of them.

Here she is... K-Mart.

Get her out.

K-Mart. It's okay. It's okay.

K-Mart, it's alright.

I'll get this thing off her.

Go let everyone else out.

We're your friends, and right now we need your help.

Let me get this off of you.

Why am I not surprised?

You weren't too hard to find.

Our satellite system's still operational.

And there aren't too many people flying nowadays.

And besides, I always knew you'd be drawn to your friends.

Loyalty...

Highly overrated.

Stop!

Down!

Wouldn't want you harming my pets.

Drop your guns.

Could you... kick them to me?

Good.

You don't look so good, Bennett.

Yeah, well I'm looking forward to playing with your pretty face.

What do you want from me?

The T-virus brought me back.

But it's so strong.

It fights me for control.

And I thought if I ingested fresh human DNA...

I could redress the balance.

No wonder your crew abandoned ship.

No matter. Now I have a new subordinate.

And a new plan.

You were the only one who successfully bonded with the T-virus.

Your DNA is stronger than the others.

I ingest you... I gain control.

That's pretty smart thinking.

There's only one problem with that plan.

Stop. Right, right there.

And what is that?

I'm not on the menu.

Well, isn't this one big family reunion?

Chris and Claire Redfield... you've really become quite an inconvenience for me.

I told you I'd be bringing a few friends.

You should've brought more.

Claire!

Claire!

Don't... even think about it.

Who the fuck are you?

I don't think so.

No! Don't you shut 'em! I'm a producer!

Open those doors!

You are gonna deal with some serious consequences, you motherfuckers!

Open this—

You're gonna live to regret this. All of ya!

Oh god.

I just wanna go home.

Hey. It's gonna be okay.

No!

Where's Alice?

Come on!

Yeah!

I didn't want you to miss that.

That's right!

Star power, bitches.

It's a miracle.

I never dreamed there would be this many of us left alive.

So what's next?

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

I say... we live up to the promise.

This is Arcadia, broadcasting on the emergency frequency.

Location: 118.30 degrees West.

34.05 degrees North.

There is no infection. Repeat, there is no infection.

We offer safety and security...

food and shelter.

If you are out there...

we will help you.

There is hope.

- What is that? - Trouble.

Deployment in T-minus 57 seconds...

when you hit the deck, you watch your formation.

Take no prisoners and shoot to kill.

Total enemy numbers are unknown,

but will include Umbrella fugitives and prime targets.

Claire Redfield, Chris Redfield, and Project Alice.

So people...

Whatever's waiting for you out there, just know one thing...

You are gonna be in for the fight...

of your lives.

Hey, boys...

Is that any way to treat a lady?