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Dr. Earl, bacteriology
has your culture ready.

Dr. Earl, contact bacteriology.

Here you are, doctor.

Good afternoon, Louis.

Dr. Blanchard,
call histology, please.

Animal management group,

please call Higgins on the seed farm.

I can't see your faces.

Is it okay to unzip?

Why not?

We're packed up in here.

Say cheese, everybody.

Move in close, now.

Softball leaguers,

we need you for the game tonight.

- Rodeo riders--
- No!

Corn brain.

Me Bob.

You Dana.

Me outta here.

Biochem, you're clean.

Tissue culture looks good.

Good night, everybody.

Roots and shoots.

You left a light on, Patty.

Sorry, honey.

Uh, it's bowling night tonight.

County one, go ahead.

Hi, honey, it's me.

It's quittin' time.

Oh, yeah.

Say, did you know that Mexican

divorces are illegal in Utah?

They don't even have
quasi in rem jurisdiction.

That's Kellogg versus Downing.

It's going to be Morse versus Morse if

you don't get over here and pick me up.

So where are you anyway?

Why aren't you out chasing

speeders like a respectable sheriff?

You hear that?

Supper's on me tonight.

Mmm.

Smells like take-out.

I thought it was your turn to cook.

Study night.

Do you want me to wear this badge forever?

Mr. Correspondence
Course, you're a lot of fun.

Well, we could do our cooking in bed.

Cal, we're on the air.

Everyone's listening.

Uh, wait a minute.

I've got a warning flag.

I'll call you right back.

Dr. Nielsen, where are you?

My monitor shows a stat condition.

Dr. Nielsen, can you hear me?

Paging Dr. Nielsen.

Hang on, everyone.

Attention, all BioTeK personnel.

This is a biohazard alert.

Until further notice, containment
protocols are in effect.

Please remain at your workstations,

abstain from all smoking areas,

and stand clear of the doors.

Bob!

Bob?

Bobby!

Bobby!

Dana!

Bob!

Bobby!

Dana!

Damn it.

Security, Tom Schmidt.

Who is this?

Okay, Joanie, what have you got?

U.V. Spike, where?

P4, huh?

But nothing in P3 or P2?

Okay.

What sensors are operating?

Culture Harvest Aspiration.

Sounds like an exhaust
port isn't bleeding.

I'll have a look.

You guard the fort.

Dana, what's goin' on?

Sheriff Morse, they locked the doors.

Bob's inside.

Why lock the doors?

I don't know.

Who else is in there?

Just about everybody, I guess.

Sorry.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Bob, Bob!

Get us out of here, Tom.

Do you know anything about the pumps?

I sure do.

All right, let's go.

Not running.

I've complained to Nielsen
for months about these things.

The fluid builds up and
bingo, we have an alarm.

Excuse me.

Joanie?

Schmidt again.

Good news.

I found the problem and
there is no biohazard.

It was a false alarm.

You can unlock the doors
and let everyone go home.

You wanna come in, Tom?

I'd rather not open the door because we

do have a good seal and the rules--

I don't wanna come in, Mornow.

I wanna get out.

Joanie, put me through to Dr. Nielsen.

I'm trying, but I don't
get an answer from P4.

I'll try an outside line.

Won't work.

Normal phone service was cut the

second you pushed that button.

It was, why?

I'll explain later.

Meanwhile, rescind that alert.

This is a non-event event.

Gee, I don't know, Mr. Schmidt, I mean,

it's all over my screens

and the procedures are pretty explicit.

You trained me yourself.

Joanie, calm down,
this is not your fault.

You did the right thing.

Now I want you to restore us to normal

operations before a lot
of people get scared.

I don't wanna make a mistake.

Will you take responsibility?

Yes, of course.

I take full responsibility.

Attention, security!

This is Dr. Nielsen in P4.

Do you show a biohazard condition?

Yes, sir, I do.

Aerosol contamination.

Seal the building.

No one in or out.

I've done it.

This is not a drill.

We've had an accident.

Mr. Schmidt says this is a false alarm.

I don't care what Schmidt
said this is my shop.

Now, you do what I tell you to do.

Open your safe and follow
those instructions.

I can do it, this is locked.

You have reached a
toxicological control facility.

If action protocol one is now in effect,

press right square bracket, return.

Major Connolly.

This is operator seven at station 775.

Um, this is to confirm a protocol one

as of 5:09 mountain time this date.

I see the board.

Are you locked good and down tight?

Yes.

Anybody clock out?

Uh, I counted three people.

Have your
local authorities find them.

I want them detained.

How serious is this?

Holy shit.

Full symptomatic manifestation
in under an hour.

Okay, everybody, line up here.

Quietly and calmly.

One by one.

Wait a minute, please.

You propose to shoot
this stuff into my arm?

Fairchild's magic elixir.

I don't see any other way, Ramesh.

But that's a completely
unproven antitoxin.

You have no right to go
experimenting with this group.

This is no experiment.

We're in protocol one.

Do you wanna go to protocol two?

You want me to unzip.

I am not coming out of this suit.

You already unzipped
for the photo, remember?

Yes, but, I feel fine.

What are you talking about?

We're already infected.

Lactobacillus Luminensis.

It's reached your sweat glands.

Now me.

Hey, open up in there!

Western Union.

I can't put 'em in jail,
honey, they're not criminals.

They made a mistake.

We could sue 'em, you wanna?

Civil law?

Make a case for corporate negligence.

You know, unsafe workplace.

Cold chicken.

Something happened in the P4 lab, Cal.

Look, remember Dan Fairchild?

Yeah, sure I do, I guess.

He used to work here.

I liked him.

You should talk to him.

Honey, Fairchild's not reliable.

He's a drunk.

I heard he got fired.

Forget him.

Uh-oh.

Somebody's got a popgun.

I'll call you right back.

One more ought to do it!

- All right!
- That's the way to go.

All right!

Watch it.

Stay back!

Want me to go get my torch?

Nobody's gettin' anything.

Vic, you ought to know better.

Hand it over.

Well, well.

It's our duly elected boy scout.

I'm talking about the gun.

Let's have it.

You dippy shit, my son's in there.

Drop it or I'll break your arm!

Oh!

It's getting late out here, Sheriff.

Just what the hell are you
doing about all of this?

The local ally is right over there!

Sheriff Morse, I'm Major Connolly.

Where are my three sorties?

Uh, my deputy's bringing
in warren and main right now

and Dana Evans is right over there.

Who are you guys?

You the army?

Oh, close enough.

I'm glad to see you've got
everything under control here.

Well, folks here would
like an explanation.

So would I.

It says here in the report that you were

raised in the True
Redeemer Baptist Church.

I understand that your wife is inside.

You might wanna say a prayer too.

I'm not a religious man, Major.

I see.

Miss Evans, let me assure you
there is no cause for alarm.

This is standard containment procedure

to be used in instances of this kind.

Would you put your foot here, please?

Thank you.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, what did I do?

All right, and if
you'll come this way now.

That's fine.

Friends, I am from the U.S.
Accident Containment Team.

Let me begin by first apologizing to you,

Miss Evans, and everyone else, uh,

not only for the lateness of the hour,

but for the inconvenience and the worry

that you've all been put through.

As you know, BioTeK is leading

a revolution in agriculture.

We've all heard the magic
words genetic engineering.

Well, in a few short years, we may have

ourselves a whole new kind of farm.

Corn that doesn't need fertilizer,

cattle that fatten themselves.

On the other hand, with
any new technology,

there are certain risks.

And earlier today, someone spilled

a batch of experimental yeast.

Now no one got hurt.

But if we open those doors prematurely,

before a proper cleanup can be done,

then we endanger the herds and
crops that you already have.

And that would mean an
economic catastrophe.

Hey.

What's with the men from glad?

I presume that you're referring

to our mobile quarantine package.

It's a temporary measure for
her protection and yours.

Clear that area there.

Sorry, Sheriff, it took so long,

but we had to talk a blue streak

and they're still hoppin' mad.

Woo, Jesse.

These are the people
who got out early, huh?

Say, quite a party going on here.

Sheriff, would you mind
lending me some of your deputies?

A little local presence wouldn't hurt.

Take 'em.

Congratulations, Grazio, you're a fed.

That was quite a speech you made.

Oh, the yeast story?

The whole scenario's
part of the same protocol

your wife instituted when
she pushed that button.

Scenario?

Honey, are you there?

Cal, are you there?

Yes, where are you?

I took a walk down the hall.

I decided to lock my door.

What's the matter?

Is that your wife, may I speak to her?

Mrs. Morse, I'm Major Connolly.

I'm right outside the building.

Would you put me through to Dr. Nielsen?

I'm sorry, sir.

I haven't heard a thing from P4 for hours.

We have a picture.

Uh, sit tight, Mrs. Morse.

Well, uh, she sounds okay.

Uh, that's a good sign.

We're all set,

but we don't really
have troop superiority.

Just a squad to show the uniform.

I haven't got P4,
but here's the cafeteria.

Real forces in
Colorado, 48 hours away.

Let's hope
we don't need anybody.

I'm sorry, sir.

No unauthorized entry.

You can't be that dumb, Grazio,

or I never woulda hired you.

Do your head count later.

Show me the corridor outside P2.

P2 P2, here it goes.

Can you pan?

Not this camera.

Damn it, where's Schmidt?

P4's coming through.

I don't get it, where is everyone?

Maybe they
got out before the alarm.

Hey, they left their helmets.

There they are,
asleep on the floor.

Tilt down.

Zoom in.

God Almighty, that's Nielsen.

Who else?

That's Kapoor
there by the airlock.

What happened, Major?

How'd you get in here?

I walked in.

Sheriff, can we have our
little chats outside, please?

Just a minute.

I'm the civil authority in this county.

I know.

This is government property.

Kill the screens!

You've got fatalities there, Major.

Don't tell me about yeast.

You're jumping to conclusions.

I saw it!

You saw it.

Who are you trying to protect?

Everybody.

You, me, your wife, the public.

And you didn't see a
thing, you understand?

Major Connolly, it's Schmidt.

He found a phone in stairwell five.

That you, Connolly?

Hear you brought in the
whole shooting match.

You never bothered to speak to me.

We had a pump malfunction
and I fixed it hours ago.

This quarantine is a crock.

Slow down, Schmidt.

We're in for the long haul.

Protocol one has been validated.

Validated?

How many dead?

Five, six, seven, eight.

It looks like everybody,

but I can't control the cameras in P4.

I can't see everything.

What do you think?

Any movement?

You wanna know are they dead?

Yes, no!

I can't tell.

This guy, Fairchild,
where can I find him?

I understand he and his wife rented

that property up in the
basin, north of Heaterville.

Right, thanks.

I'll look him up.

Maybe they're just really
sick or in a coma or something.

Okay, listen.

Now turn that picture off.

Nobody's sick.

There's been an industrial
accident, that's all.

What kind of accident, Cal?

That was the Blue Harvest group.

What were they doing in there?

Look, honey, I don't know--

Advance plant research.

I mean, what if they
spliced the wrong gene?

You mean the corn that ate Chicago?

Do I sound panicky?

I'm sorry.

I'm scared.

Let's go, pal.

Rise and shine.

What the hell are you doing here?

Cal Morse.

You remember me?

Yeah.

Look, I don't need a ride home
Sheriff, I'm already here.

Did somebody spill something?

That's what they're saying.

Experimental yeast.

Yeast?

Who's talking about yeast?

Is there a guy named
Ed Connolly down there?

That's right.

And a whole team of army men.

That's typical.

Well, I hope he brought his Lysol.

No way, Sheriff, I'm not going down there.

I saved you from a lot
of drunk driving charges.

Don't you think you owe me one?

Look, I don't drink anymore, Sheriff.

And you know why?

'Cause I got worried about my health,

which is also why I left BioTeK.

I don't have any plans to go back.

Want some zucchini pancakes?

I'm a terrific cook.

I bet.

Come on, guys.

You gotta feed millions.

Where's your wife?

Oh, she moved on.

She didn't enjoy hydroponics.

Look at this.

I'm growing bacteria to beef
up the vegetable protein.

I think I'll skip breakfast, thanks.

What's the matter, Sheriff?

Scared of bugs?

No, lost my appetite.

I started thinking about a
lot friends and neighbors

who don't have any idea who it
is they've been working for.

Oh, the Department of
Defense isn't so bad.

They run a good plant station.

I kind of miss it sometimes.

All that fancy greenhouse
crap's just your lousy cover-up.

You never touched a leaf
while you were there.

Nope.

But I got inspired.

You have some coffee, I
grew the chicory myself.

The Blue Harvest Project?

We hear you're trying to
grow corn in salt water.

But that's not it, is it?

You son of a bitch.

It's germ warfare.

Biological warfare research was outlawed

by international treaty in 1972.

Soviet Union signed it, and so did we.

You're not saying that Uncle
Sam doesn't live up to his

international obligations, are you?

Listen, my friend.

There a re 85 people trapped down there.

Trapped in your mess.

And you're going to help me get them out.

Not me.

Nielsen did the human tissue work.

I gave him a cure.

You just make sure Connolly
inoculates everyone.

You don't understand.

My wife's in there.

Bob?

Find me a scanner, please.

Here's one, Mr. Schmidt.

Good.

Let's take a look.

You first.

Two, four, six, eight.

I don't wanna radiate.

All right, now you, Tippett.

Oh, come on, Schmidt,
are you gonna do everybody?

We're all fine.

Let's go.

Don't be an ass.

We have to be sure.

We can't troop outta here trailing bugs.

Give me your hands.

I thought you were hot to trot.

What do you wanna do?

Go down to P4 and ask 'em
to hand over the antitoxin?

No.

Now me, Bob, you do the honors.

What do I look for?

Check around my eyes,
nose, mouth, fingernails.

Anything that glows is an infection.

Now use your best judgment,

but find and administer the antitoxin.

Remember, the bug is virulent.

80% mortality rate.

You'll have to get to P4.

You may encounter hostiles.

You want me to shoot?

If they endanger the mission, yes.

Now, stay in contact.

I don't want you coming outta there

with the wrong test tube now.

Hello, Major.

Having fun?

Did you bring him down here?

Yes, sir, I did.

He's a doctor.

You know, I wanted a second opinion.

Please keep your opinions to yourself.

You think that I'd be violating national

security if I told you
that you're tunneling

through the wrong wall?

Save it, I'm going in there
to keep the wind at my back.

You're gonna run into a lot of people.

I know a safer way to get to Nielsen.

Nielsen is dead.

Okay, Walston, take them in.

How'd you come to pick our little town

for this kind of work?

These people would kill you if they knew

how'd you been risking their lives.

There was 38% unemployment here.

I think they'd be proud as hell.

Sheriff, why are you limping?

Polio, I had polio.

I knew you had a thing about germs.

No, I don't.

I just don't think we got any business

fighting wars with them!

It's called deterrence in kind.

What do you want us to do?

Start a nuclear holocaust
if the Soviets infect us?

We need the proper reply.

Mount up, guys.

It's time for the cavalry
to rescue the wagon train.

Joanie?

Joanie?

Joanie?

Yes?

It's me, Tom.

Um, there's a group of us here
and more in the cafeteria.

We've just done a U.V. scan
and there's no problem.

Oh, thank God.

Amen.

Now, the point is, there's a lot

of healthy people being kept in here

by bureaucratic rules written
long ago and far away.

Mr. Schmidt, you're not gonna

ask me to open up the building?

Not P4.

No, no, I understand it's,
it's a wipe out in there.

I can't do it.

You'll have to speak to Major Connolly.

Oh, to hell with Connolly!

Joanie, look, you don't
wanna push the button.

Fine, fine.

Just tell me the code.

You can testify against me at my trial.

I'm sorry, sir.

I'm not gonna give you the gate sequence

until I have outside authorization.

Let me in, Joanie.

You can say I-I-I overpowered you

because that is exactly
what's going to happen!

Get back out of here!

I don't wanna shoot anyone.

Joanie, Joanie, Joanie,
listen to me, listen to me.

You don't have to say a word.

Just show me your daybook.

Here it is.

You stupid cow!

You burned the page,

but you remember the numbers, don't you?

I'm not telling you anything!

Joanie, Joanie, we don't
have time to be nice.

She'll talk.

Wait a minute, wait a minute!

This is getting out of hand!

No, no!

I know you're frightened, but
we all wanna live, don't we?

No!

Jesus Christ, Tippett!

It's just my way of saying please.

Now, look, you're killing us.

Don't you understand?

G44, eight over five.

Marilyn, Esac calling
Marilyn on channel 2490.

Note, we've launched D-Con party.

Torch.

Security, this is Sheriff Morse.

Do you read me?

Come in, Joanie.

Where are you, Joanie?

Here you go, Bob.

Here you go.

Drink this.

Some case of bad breath, huh?

Just give me a minute.

Better give me a couple
Tylenols, I'm as good as new.

Will you quit playing doctor?

He's got it, Schmidt.

Any fool can see that.

Jesus!

Hey, everybody, they're here!

They're cutting through the admin door.

Hold it, hold it, hold it!

If Bob is sick, we can't take a chance.

Rates of infection can vary.

We could all have it right now.

What's the matter, Schmidt?

I feel fine!

- Get out of the way!
- Get out of the way!

Come on, down the corridor!

Hurry up, get through there!

Get over to the other side!

Three abreast, stay
together, no talking.

Hold it!

Do not let them through!

Hold'em!

Out of the way, boy!

Marilyn, this is
Esac, we have a casualty.

I.D. Tippett.

Maybe you heard what happened in there.

You said you might be able to help.

Sure.

You, come with us.

Let's move it!

Keep moving.

You are all under arrest.

I want everyone seated and remain seated

until further notified.

It looks like D-Con
team is back in security.

Uh, probe to base.

Where the hell am I?

I've got four corridors
leading outta here.

All right, you're in security.

When you leave there, bear left.

And stay out of zone U,
it's likely to be crowded.

I'm gonna take you down
the service conduit.

No one ever goes in there.

If you say so.

I, uh, I don't like the looks of this.

Y'all keep in contact, ya hear?

You sure you wanna put 'em through that?

Are you gonna second guess me already?

No, but that's a tight spot.

Not much room for maneuvering.

Mr. Schmidt.

Joanie.

Joanie, did they hurt you?

Oh, Joanie, it was my fault.

You were right.

Protocol one.

We're all dying, Joanie, except you.

What happened, Mr. Schmidt?

What went wrong?

Major Connolly, you
wanna come over here?

Yes, what is it?

I've got P4 here on the sweep.

We've been checking it every 30 minutes.

Well, so you have.

It looks quiet.

Yeah, it ought to.

They're all supposed to be dead, right?

Yeah.

So where are they?

There were stiffs all over the floor.

Damn it, they've been moved.

Tilt up to the door.

That's the end of that seal.

The whole building's been contaminated.

Somebody's been in there
and pulled out a dozen bodies.

I don't know, that door looks

like it was broken from the inside.

Hey, what was that?

Zoom in.

Would you look at that guy's hand.

Oh, no.

It's awfully
bright in here, Ramesh.

It hurts my eyes.

That's easily overcome, sir.

Made image in 10 seconds.

Walston, can you hear me?

Yeah, I hear ya.

What the hell happened in here?

It's dark as a coal mine.

Somebody pulled the mains.

Uh-huh.

I tell ya what, why don't
I come back out there

and we'll talk about it, okay?

No, use your suit lights.

You still got a long way to go.

All right, that's better.

Here come the backups, let's go.

Going to red.

Look ahead now.

The next door you come to
should be the P4 complex.

I don't see
any door, but here goes.

Hold it.

Hello!

Glad to see you!

Get on down here.

Who the hell is that?

Be careful, Walston.

I thought we weren't
supposed to meet anyone here.

You there, identify yourself, please.

It's me, Dr. Nielsen.

Give me the logbook.

Got a good picture.

That looks like Nielsen, alive.

Fantastic!

I knew it would take more than
a germ to punch his ticket.

Looks like your medicine works.

Listen to me, Walston.

Back up nice and slow.

Don't talk to him and don't run.

What about the antitoxin?

Isn't he supposed to be our man?

We'll discuss it later.

Now move.

Oh, Jesus.

You'll be all right.

Take it easy.

You're gonna be okay.

Ow!

- Get off me!
- Oh, my God.

- Hey!
- Get off of me,

get off of me.

Oh my God.

Walston, can you hear me?

Connolly calling Walston.

Is anyone there?

D-Con team, answer me, someone!

Marilyn, this
is Esac, field the call.

We have lost the D-Con mission.

Eight casualties.

Yes, sir, presumed dead.

Fairchild, you stupid son of a bitch.

You led them into an ambush.

We have an I.D. on one Dr. Kapoor

who was known to be in
the P4 contaminant area.

Joanie?

Joanie, where are you?

I'm right here.

We're not safe in here.

Get that door open.

Safe from what?

Where can we go?

P4 lab.

There's an antitoxin in there.

Come on, Mr. Schmidt.

We can do it.

I have an announcement.

The decontamination teams
have confirmed cases

of low-level human infection.

Have any of us been exposed
to some kind of disease?

Absolutely not.

The, uh, quarantine has
been 100% effective.

- Seen the headlines?
- Let me point out

that emergency food and water supplies

have been located throughout the building.

Fake the lie, and the media

is falling right into step.

The truth will come out.

When the survivors do.

Nobody's coming out, listen to the man.

This is a dark hour.

But there is something that you can do.

Ask the creator for his divine assistance

and pray for your loved ones.

It's protocol two.

That's his way of making the announcement.

Seal the building and let
the disease run its course.

Why don't you quit with the double-talk.

I want my boy back outta there!

Yeah!

There will be no further
comments at this time.

Wait a minute.

Be seeing you, Sheriff.

You don't need me anymore.

Connolly, is that you?

What the hell is going on?

We've been in here for hours.

Where's that rescue team I heard about?

Come on, get in here while
you can still do some good!

It's not fair, you bastards.

Joanie!

Doctor Minal, let us in.

Open the door.

Oh, I can't do that.

You know the protocols.

I'm not sick!

Well, you look pretty good,
but I don't know about Tom.

I have to say no.

There's a lot of people in here.

Oh, please, please!

No.

Good luck to you, Joanie.

What did she say?

What are they gonna do?

Does everyone feel okay?

Any headaches, sore throats or fever?

Shh, shh.

Mr. Schmidt, look.

What's that?

I can't see.

I don't think
we should go down there.

Why not, Joanie?

Dr. Nielsen!

Very much alive, despite
what they told you.

You're sick.

I was, for a moment.

But not anymore.

Hello, Tom.

Don't worry.

You'll recover, just like the rest of us.

Here, let me give you a hand.

Kapoor is right down this way.

No, no, don't take me, Joanie!

Don't let them!

Dr. Nielsen, it's okay.

We're not alone anymore.

Oh, look at my clothes!

Blood all over them.

Do you think this will wash out?

What's the blood from?

I don't want outsiders coming in here.

They mustn't see what happened.

It's very shocking.

Who mustn't see?

Ask Ramesh.

I feel rage, Joanie!

Beautiful rage!

Joanie.

Joanie.

Help me, Joanie.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Cal?

Cal?

Where are you, Cal?

How would you have told
these folks, Sheriff,

that your fathers and brothers
are infectious psychotics,

it's all over and in less
than 12 hours they'll be dead?

Major, I'm going in there.

I'll find the antitoxin.

I'll administer it.

You can lock me in.

The antitoxin doesn't work!

Look, I know you're a husband.

I know exactly what's
going through your mind.

But you're also a law
enforcement official,

and this a major civic disaster,

like a flood or an air crash.

You gotta set your emotions aside

and act like a professional!

Hey!

Get back.

Get back out of my way.

Oh, no.

Stay away.

Get out of the car, asshole.

Get this man away from the building.

Cal, where are you?

What is it?

Joanie, can you hear me?

You all right?

Yes.

I mean, no.

They smashed everything.

What about you?

I think they're after me
because they know I'm not sick.

I'm sorry, Sheriff.

There's nothing I can do.

Hey!

Do you think you can
just walk away from this?

I want you to talk to my wife.

She's not sick!

Has she been exposed?

Yes, and she's healthy.

It's not a disease,
this is a weapon of war.

It's designed to produce casualties, sure,

but it's also designed to promote

maximum tactical confusion.

Make it simple, what are you saying?

It drives people crazy,
that's what I'm saying!

That soldiers turn on their comrades.

Civilian victims murder their doctors.

And then they die.

And that's what's going on
in that building right now.

I don't believe it.

This is deliberate?

You saw Nielsen and
you saw what he's done.

He's a victim of his own bug.

A regular Dr. Frankenstein.

You worked on this!

Hell no.

I designed the cure.

You knew about it!

Well, I knew that they were trying,

but I didn't think that they could do it.

I guess I shoulda had a little more faith

in the ingenuity of my fellow man.

Turns out it's a big success.

You think I need this?

Well, I don't.

You're right.

I am a technocrat.

I allowed myself to be used

and I am as guilty as
all the rest of them.

Joanie, this is Dan Fairchild.

I want you to tell me what's
going through your mind now?

I mean, do you feel like hurting people?

You bet I do.

Nielsen, Kapoor, the rest of them.

I'd like to kill them.

Don't worry.

It's a perfectly healthy urge.

I'm not infected.

I already checked.

And even if I was, it
wouldn't make me a mad woman.

Okay.

We need to know exactly where you are.

P4, Nielsen's lab.

I'm in the stockroom.

Do you see a refrigerator there?

It's full of bottles.

Right.

The one's with the orange
flags are the antitoxin.

Are you safe?

I mean, can you stay put?

I think so.

Where's Cal?

Okay, you wait right there.

Don't move, not for anything.

You were right.

She's not sick.

She might be the key.

I have been an employee
in the feed and seed

department for two years.

I met Bob, he's the one
who's trapped in there.

We met on the job and we're
saving up to get married.

How long will you have
to remain in quarantine?

Well, I'm fine, but the
officer said 48 hours.

That's two whole days in saran wrap.

How do you feel about BioTeK now?

Oh, it's a real good company.

The pay is good, benefits are good.

Oh, and guess what, I'm on overtime.

What's new, huh, Sheriff?

Hey, are you not talking?

You still on their side?

- Hey.
- Come on, break it up!

Hey, sergeant, break it up!

What's the matter with you?

Hey.

White sugar, white dust.

Christ, that's a body bag.

Sorry.

I'm looking for suits.

You look like a 40 to me.

Hey, are you gonna be okay?

How reliable is this suit?

100%.

What about the air?

Am I gonna have to hold
my breath for two hours?

Hey.

You're gonna be surrounded
by germs and sick people.

Are you sure that you can handle this?

Yeah, sure.

You bet.

Wait, I'll show you how the pros do it.

This corn's been
eating its Wheaties.

What'd you expect?

We've got the best feed
grain group in the country.

This is an air shaft.

Are you gonna open that up?

What's gonna come out?

Nothing.

Look.

It's an intake.

Excuse me, Major.

We've got an external seal break.

Where?

The greenhouse.

The air intake.

You're shitting me.

Watch yourself.

Slippery going here.

Slippery going.

Right.

All right, soldiers, fall in.

- Follow me.
- Okay, let's go!

The first person to enter P4
without a security clearance.

Hey, where are you?

I can't do it.

But you've got the suit on.

Get on down here!

- Let's go.
- There they are!

- There we go!
- Hurry up!

It's different for you.

Germs are your job.

- Hold it!
- You!

Stay where you are!

Some protocol we got here.

Caps on the bottle, sir.

You ever hear of Borna?

You mean like born again?

No.

It's a small town in East Germany.

There were some horses there,
this was before the war,

who were attacking each other and

everything around them until they dropped.

It was worse than rabies.

Well, it turns out they had caught

a hither to unknown virus,

that was infecting the
rage center of the brain.

The Rhine Encephalon.

You hear that?

It's getting louder.

You know the Borna Virus is hard to catch.

It's no good as a weapon.

And what Nielsen did was to take the

deadly part of the viral
genome, and move it into a nice,

highly infectious bacterial vector.

You mean a germ?

Exactly.

I think we should put
him up for the Nobel Prize.

Don't laugh.

He's the best chimeric
gene splicer on the planet.

Careful.

Now you watch where
you point that thing.

Okay, let's do it.

It's Bob Nickerson.

He was.

He's dead.

It's interesting, isn't it?

Wish we could do an autopsy.

There's an idea.

I'm dying.

You are not going to die.

I've got the stuff.

I just, I need a syringe.

It's going to be terrible.

You've got to leave.

There's nowhere left to go.

She's there.

This way, I saw her.

Oh, my god, oh, my god.

I just saw them and they saw me.

So, let's just pray that
this stuff does some good.

Mr. Schmidt.

Out here!

I warned you!

The toxin is in here!

Right there, up the stairs!

Joanie!

Cal!

Thank god.

I wanna get out of here.

The antitoxin!

You got it.

- Get him!
- Get him!

It's them, let's go.

Get the toxin!

Take it!

Get out of my way!

- No.
- Get him, get him!

Don't let him get away.

This way.

It won't work!

I jammed it.

Come on!

Look at this!

All through this thing I've been wondering

how the bug got out of this lab.

Even after the primary infection,

it should have stayed in here.

But I guess every epidemic
has its typhoid Mary,

and I think that I've just found ours.

Sure, he took a shower, sure,

he changed his clothes, sure
he took all the precautions.

But the bastard was
wearing contact lenses.

And he left here and
toured the entire building.

The busy administrator on his rounds.

Don't worry, Sheriff.

He won't bite ya.

Well, Jesus Christ!

Would you look at that!

Goddamn protection.

No one's supposed to survive a direct

attack from Nielsen's best weapon.

Let's see if we can find out
what makes you so special.

Are you on any medication?

Uh, no, I take vitamins.

Are you allergic to anything?

Cheese, yogurt, other milk products?

No allergies.

And what about childhood diseases?

I had them all.

All right, we'll take a
look at your blood serum.

The answer's in there somewhere.

Oh, god.

You're getting sick.

Yes, I know.

But I can still work.

It's happening.

Just like Schmidt.

You're gonna try to kill us.

That'll flick their BIC.

We need some rope or some
tape and your handcuffs.

Who says?

Dr. Fairchild.

I can't see a thing.

I'd have to take the suit off.

Don't you dare.

I'm studying the law, not biology.

Wait.

That's better.

Hell, they don't look so dangerous.

You look these little
guys straight in the eye,

they're not so bad, they're kind of cute.

We'll make a scientist of you yet.

Now change the slide, and
keep trying until you find

one where nothing's moving.

Hey, here it is!

Ha!

They're not even twitching.

Okay.

Slide number?

- A3.
- A3.

Now find the sample that goes with it,

and insert it into the
chromatography analyzer.

I don't get it.

Look at those spikes.

They're all over the place.

It doesn't make sense.

What are they hiding?

Up there!

There, there!

- No!
- Not there!

What's that?

Come on, Doc.

Tell me what to do now.

What a minute.

I'm an idiot.

I know why she's not sick.

They're coming!

I hear them.

You've got to do a radioimmunoassay
on that blood sample.

We're out of time.

No time, no time.

Joanie, you're late, aren't you?

What?

Your period, you missed.

Yes, a few weeks.

What are you getting at?

Estrogen, progesterone.

Your blood is full of
proteins and steroids.

That's why you're immune.

You're pregnant.

Congratulations.

Stay back!

My god.

You, you, you, you.

Dan.

Is he dead?

Nope.

He's breathing.

What's this?

I'll tell you what it looks like.

It looks like a recipe.

Well, sure.

The man has spent his
life cooking up cures.

That's what this is.

It's a recipe for a new antitoxin.

I don't understand.

What's Thorazine?

That's a heavy-duty tranquilizer.

The use it on animals
and in mental hospitals.

What's he need Thorazine for?

It knocks him out so the
other drugs can go to work.

One.

Preg factor.

Two.

Antitoxin.

Half.

Thorazine.

Now what do we do?

We wait.

Outta the way!

Damn it!

Hey you, get outta the way!

Get out of the way!

Hey you, move against the wall!

Okay dude, let's have 'em.

Have what?

The keys, asshole.

We're going in there
and get our people out.

There are no keys.

Lucky you.

Anybody goes in, they get sick and die.

Understand?

I hope that holds him.

Sometimes people get excited.

And no army can't keep 'em down.

He's gonna pull through.

He's gonna wake up and be just fine.

What makes you so sure of that?

He has to.

If he turns into one of them,
you'll turn into one of them.

A couple extra shells.

If I get sick, don't let me go crazy.

Cal, don't ask me.

We're all crazy now.

The whole world.

How can anyone allow this to happen?

He was part of it, Cal, so was I.

But he knew about it, and you didn't.

I guess some people, they see a problem

and they just got to solve it.

D-Con, slowly.

Hold it.

He's coming to.

That's what I'm afraid of.

What do you think I am, a lab animal,

I'm gonna foam at the mouth?

Get over here!

Do you know where you are?

Do you know what's happened?

Sure, I'm a big hero.

I beat those bugs with both
hands tied behind my back.

Now cut me free.

We got some work to do.

- All right!
- Great!

Damn.

Hey, Vic.

Get me another settling bottle, will ya?

Well, Sheriff, now you
can shoot some germs.

This is your new sidearm.

Now, this baby delivers
30 rounds of antitoxin

in two cc jets with a muzzle
pressure of 1,800 p.s.i.

You'll be proud to know that I'm using

a formula just as you brewed it up.

I'll fine-tune it some other day.

Now, lower trigger loads it.

And the upper one.

Fires.

Huh.

You take care of it, and
it'll take care of you.

You've got the glows.

So, I guess you're first.

You want me to bend over?

They're back!

All right.

Here's your supply of
our magic disinfectant.

You ready to pour.

I think so so.

Main pump reservoir?

Right.

Stick close, we'll get you there.

- Get him!
- Get him!

Joanie!

I disbelieve you.

You did this to me.

Hey.

My niece would have loved one of these.

Hey!

I've found our patients.

They're in here!

Cylinder.

Get the cylinder!

Come on!

Ram it!

Ram it!

Please, God, don't
let them break the seal.

Can't move it.

- Move it around.
- Ram it!

Germs!

They're killing us for the germs!

Come on, I got you!

I need that.

You assemble my staff.

Announcement.

Morse, where are ya?

Watch it, Dan.

Dan, where have you been?

We did it, Dan.

Wonderful!

It's a real breakthrough, Nate,

it's a feather in your cap.

Easy, now, easy.

We were always the best, Dan.

You were the only, only one
who could keep it from me.

I think you've uncovered
a steroid antitoxin.

How 'bout we tackle that?

It's over, Nate.

Over.

No.

Oh, look, look how much we've learned.

So, how's it look?

Are we clean?

Yes.

All zones?

Uh-huh.

Well, there is one thing we forgot.

What's that?

You.

- All right!
- All right!

George!

How was it, George?

This is no longer necessary, Miss Evans.

Thank you.

Just a second.

Have you seen Bob?

Were you with Bob?

Hey, who's in there?

I'm sorry, I don't know.

Sorry.

No!

No.

Bob!

Hi, honey.

Did you have a nice dream?

So how's the throat?

You got any swollen glands?

What is this, doctor's make house calls?

Sure.

Well, that's it.

We swept the plant from top to bottom.

There is no bug left wiggling.

Congratulations, Doc.

Whatever you cooked up did the job.

Cal, what are you doing?

Upholding the law.

Think that'll do any good?

I don't know.

It'll keep the kids out anyhow.

Little Miss Blue Blood here sure

put a stop to this operation.

For a while, I guess.

Worry about it tomorrow, Doc.

We won our battle, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

So, who's hungry?

I am.

I'm starving.

That's right.

You're eating for two now,
aren't you, Mrs. Morse?

Yes.

Why don't we all go on up to my place

and I will cook you the
best breakfast you ever ate.

Zucchini pancakes and genetically
enhanced corn on the cob.

Hey, relax.

I'm a scientist.

I know what I'm doing.

Let's go home.