All language subtitles for Deep.Evil.2004.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX].SDH.eng

[ panting ]

Man:
HE WAS BROUGHT IN
AT 0900.

THEY FIGURED
HE WAS RESPONSIBLE

FOR SETTING OFF A NUKE
RIGHT HERE ON U.S. SOIL.

NORAD SPOTTED IT FIRST.
THEY PICKED UP A HOT SPOT

IN THE ALASKAN MOUNTAINS,
JUST OUTSIDE OF FAIRBANKS.

THEY CONTACTED
THE WARSHIP "SEMENZA,"

STATIONED
IN THE BERING STRAIT
ABOUT AN HOUR TO THE WEST.

COMMANDER DREW STEVENS
DISPATCHES TROOPS
TO THE AREA

AND TELLS THEM
TO OBSERVE PHASE ONE
TERRORIST PROTOCOL--

"EXPECT THE WORST."

WHATEVER HAPPENED
WAS TO BE CONSIDERED

AN ACT OF WAR
AGAINST THE UNITED STATES.

[ helicopter whirrs ]

THAT'S WHEN
THEY CALLED ME.

AND IN THE HOURS
THAT FOLLOWED...

I LEARNED THINGS

THAT WERE GONNA CHANGE
THE WAY WE LIVE FOREVER.

DON'T MOVE!

[ hissing ]

[ hatch buzzes ]

[ latch clicks ]

[ brief gasp ]

[ gasping ]

OOF!

[ alarm beeping ]

[ shudders ]

[ gasps ]

THERE'S SOMEBODY
AT THE DOOR.

[ sighing ]
OH, GOD.

[ knocks on door ]

[ dog barking
in distance ]

Guard's voice:
OPEN UP!

[ latch clicks ]

[ door slams ]

YOU LOOK
LIKE SHIT, SON.

WHY DON'T YOU
HAVE A SEAT, MAKE
YOURSELF COMFORTABLE?

WANT TO TELL ME
YOUR NAME?

I'VE ALREADY
TOLD YOUR PEOPLE.

I'M DR. PETER LANG,
I NEED TO REPORT
TO MAJOR HARRISON

OF CHARLIE
SQUADRON DELTA...

AND I DON'T HAVE
MUCH TIME.

YOU'RE A MILITARY
MAN, LANG?

SORT OF.

HUH, "SORT OF."
YOU KNOW, IT'S FUNNY,

'CAUSE I'VE BEEN
IN THE MILITARY MOST
OF MY ADULT LIFE,

I DON'T THINK I EVER
MET A SINGLE PERSON

WHO WAS "SORT OF"
IN THE MILITARY.

YOU'RE EITHER
IN OR YOU'RE OUT,
DON'T YOU THINK?

SO...

IT'S A PRETTY
STRAIGHTFORWARD ANSWER
I'M LOOKING FOR, PETER.

SO I'M GONNA
ASK YOU AGAIN--

ARE YOU
IN THE MILITARY?

I CAN'T TALK
TO YOU OR ANYONE ELSE
IN THIS BUILDING

BECAUSE I'M NOT
AUTHORIZED TO.

JUST GET HARRISON
ON THE PHONE.

HE'LL UNDERSTAND THE URGENCY
OF THE SITUATION AT HAND.

I THINK I'VE GOT
A PRETTY GOOD HANDLE
ON THE SITUATION.

ABOUT TWO HOURS AGO,
SOMEBODY DETONATED

A NUCLEAR DEVICE
ON U.S. SOIL.

AS FAR AS I CAN SEE,
YOU'RE THE PRIME SUSPECT.

THAT'S EITHER
AN ACT OF WAR OR
THAT'S TERRORISM.

EITHER WAY,
YOU DON'T EXACTLY HAVE
ANY RIGHTS ANYMORE.

AND YOU ARE GONNA ANSWER
ANY GODDAMN QUESTION
I CHOOSE TO ASK YOU.

SO, WHY DON'T WE
START THIS AGAIN?

ARE YOU
A MILITARY MAN, LANG?

I NEED TO REPORT TO HARRISON,
THE JOINT CHIEFS,

OR THE PRESIDENT HIMSELF.

I'M NOT AUTHORIZED
TO TALK TO YOU
AND I WON'T.

IF YOU CAN
JUST GET HARRISON,

YOU MIGHT HAVE
A CHANCE TO SAVE THE WORLD
BEFORE THE END OF THE DAY.

SAVE THE WORLD?!

THAT SOUNDS
LIKE A THREAT TO ME.

YOU KEEP TALKING
ABOUT THIS-- HARRISON,
RIGHT?

HARRISON?

I'LL TELL YOU
SOMETHING--

WE'VE BEEN LOOKING
FOR HIM EVER SINCE
YOU MENTIONED HIS NAME,

AND GUESS WHAT?

THERE IS
NO HARRISON.

AND THE PRESIDENT
AND THE JOINT CHIEFS,

THEY DON'T HAVE
THE FOGGIEST IDEA
WHO PETER LANG IS.

NOR DO THEY HAVE
ANY INTEREST IN TALKING
TO A POTENTIAL TERRORIST.

NOW, I SUGGEST
THAT YOU PUT ME

AT THE TOP
OF THIS PRIORITY
LIST OF YOURS--

WHO TO TALK TO.

AND I SUGGEST
YOU DO IT PRETTY
DAMN QUICK,

'CAUSE THINGS ARE
ABOUT TO GET REAL
UGLY AROUND HERE.

SO, WHY DON'T WE
TRY THIS AGAIN?

WHO DO YOU
WORK FOR, PETER?

[ zapping,
Lang screams ]

YEAH, THAT KIND OF
SMARTS, DOESN'T IT?
HUH?

MOST FELLOWS START
BLEEDING FROM THE EARS
ON THE FIRST HIT,

BUT YOU TOOK THAT
PRETTY GOOD. YOU ACTUALLY
DON'T LOOK SO BAD.

[ breathlessly ]
I HAVE TOP INFORMATION

OF THE HIGHEST LEVEL

AND YOU'RE TREATING ME
LIKE A TERRORIST.

YEAH, I'M TREATING YOU
LIKE A TERRORIST.

THIS IS A MATTER
OF NATIONAL SECURITY,
ALL RIGHT?

THERE ARE A LOT
OF PEOPLE OUT THERE.

THEY'VE GOT A LOT
OF QUESTIONS.

I HAVE BEEN
GIVEN AUTHORIZATION
BY THOSE PEOPLE

TO USE WHATEVER MEANS
NECESSARY TO GET ANSWERS
TO THOSE QUESTIONS.

SO I SUGGEST
YOU START TELLING ME
WHAT YOU KNOW NOW,

OR WE'RE GONNA GO
THROUGH THIS OVER
AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

I CAN'T.
I CAN'T.

[ buzzing ]

I LOVE THESE THINGS.

400,000 VOLTS RUNNING OFF
TWO NINE-VOLT BATTERIES.

YOU KNOW,
THIS SORT OF TORTURE
USED TO BE--

SLOPPY, YOU KNOW,
AND--

BUCKETS...

SPONGES,
BIG CABLES--

IT JUST WASN'T SAFE.

NOWADAYS, I'VE GOT
400,000 VOLTS

I CAN CARRY AROUND
IN MY HIP POCKET.

[ zapping ]

IT'S PRETTY EFFECTIVE,
WOULDN'T YOU SAY?

I CAN'T TELL YOU
WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR.

YOU HAVE TO TRUST ME.
IT'S FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY.

OH.

YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME
WHAT I WANT TO KNOW, PETER.

[ zapping,
screaming ]

WHY DON'T WE
JUST KEEP IT SIMPLE,
ALL RIGHT?

WHY DON'T YOU JUST--

TELL ME
HOW YOUR DAY STARTED?

[ knocks on door ]

[ knocking ]

- HEY, HONEY.
- HI, PETER.

A PHONE CALL
WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE.

YOU KNOW
HOW I FEEL
ABOUT PHONES.

BABY, GO WAIT
IN YOUR ROOM, OKAY?

BYE, PETER.

SEE YOU,
KIMMY.

THERE'S BEEN
AN INCIDENT IN THE LAB.

IS EVERYBODY OKAY?

WE DON'T KNOW.
I NEED TO GET IN,

I NEED TO FIND OUT
AND I NEED YOUR HELP.

PETER, I--

I BROUGHT AN OFFICER
TO LOOK AFTER KIMMY.

HOPEFULLY,
YOU WON'T BE TOO LONG.

- OKAY, GIVE ME
FIVE MINUTES.
- YEAH.

DON'T WORRY.

I'LL BE BACK BEFORE
YOU KNOW IT, OKAY?

- Woman: I LOVE YOU.
- Kimmy: I LOVE YOU TOO.

BYE, MOM.

OKAY, FILL ME IN.

I WILL
IN THE TRUCK.

[ engine starts ]

HERE.

2:13, FAIRBANKS HQ
RECEIVED

SOME SORT OF GARBLED
TRANSMISSION:

A BREACH
IN BIOCONTAINMENT SIX.

TWO MINUTES LATER,
SOMEBODY IN THE INSIDE
INITIATED A FULL LOCKDOWN.

THE POWER IS OFF.
AIRLOCKS SEALED.

ALL DATA TRANSMISSION
COMMUNICATIONS TO
THE OUTSIDE WORLD

WERE SEVERED
FROM THE INSIDE.

LOOK, I--
I CALLED HARRISON.

OH, JESUS!

SUE, IT COULD BE
ANY NUMBER OF THINGS--

CHEMICAL
OR BIO OR NUCLEAR--

WHATEVER IT IS
WE'RE GONNA NEED HELP.

THERE'S 14 PEOPLE
THERE AND THE CLOCK
IS TICKING.

YOU'RE RIGHT.
OKAY, WE NEED HARRISON.

WE'RE GONNA GO IN
WITH A SMALL COMBAT TEAM--
TACTICAL EXPERTS,

HARRISON'S VERY BEST,
HIGHEST POSSIBLE CLEARANCES.
JUST IN CASE.

OKAY. YEAH,
IF WE HAVE TO MOVE IN,
WE MOVE IN.

BUT THIS TEAM OF EXPERTS,
THEY'RE ONLY THE BEST, RIGHT?

Lang:
YEAH, RIGHT.

[ music playing ]

♪ I'm moving on

♪ Leaving the past behind

♪ Wiping all...

♪ The memories
from my mind ♪

♪ So I can be free

♪ So free

♪ And you make me

♪ So free

♪ And you make me

♪ So free...

[ phone ringtone
plays "Reveille" ]

Man:
OH, DAMN. I'M--

DON'T EVEN
THINK ABOUT IT.

[ ringtone
continues ]

I'M ON THE CLOCK,
HONEY.

DON'T YOU THINK
THIS IS MORE IMPORTANT
THAN THE CLOCK?

[ ringtone continues ]

YOU'RE KILLING ME.

[ ringtone continues ]

- [ ringtone stops ]
- SERGEANT TRAINOR.

Military dispatcher:
TCS technical briefing
in 10 minutes, Trainor.

- Trainor?
- YEAH?

Trainor, did I catch you
at a bad time?

ER, NO SIR.

I'M JUST ABOUT TO--
CLEAN MY WEAPON, SIR.

We have a situation.
Get O'Brien.

The two of you
are going in tonight.

AFFIRMATIVE, SIR.
WE'RE GOING IN.

WHY DON'T YOU
GET WHOEVER IS
ON THAT PHONE

TO CALL YOU BACK
WHEN I'M FINISHED
WITH YOU?

Trish?

DADDY?

- [ beeps ]
- I'M TOAST.

[ door opens ]

[ Trainor whistling ]

YOU--
YOU'RE TRAINOR?

YEAH.

I'M HALL.
COMMUNICATIONS.

- GOOD TO MEET YOU, HALL.
- ME TOO, SIR.

- YOU'RE NEW ON THE BASE?
- YES SIR, YES SIR.

OH. FIRST TIME
IN ALASKA?

MY FIRST TIME--
I LIKE IT THOUGH,
YOU KNOW.

I MEAN IT'S COLD,
YOU KNOW?

I'M TRYING TO GET USED
TO THE DAYLIGHT. IT NEVER
SEEMS TO GET DARK.

I'M HAVING TROUBLE
SLEEPING, SIR.

YEAH.
[ zipper whines ]

I'VE BEEN HERE TWO SUMMERS
IN A ROW, AND I STILL
CAN'T GET USED TO IT.

- OH, YEAH?
- AND DON'T CALL ME
"SIR," ALL RIGHT?

YES SIR-- OKAY.

WHAT HAVE
YOU HEARD ABOUT
THIS MISSION, ANYWAY?

WELL, SCUTTLEBUTT
IS WE'RE BEING SENT
INTO THE HOT ZONE,

BECAUSE YOU BANGED
THE GENERAL'S DAUGHTER.

- Trainor: JESUS CHRIST!
- Hall: WHAT?

- BAD NEWS
TRAVELS FAST, HUH?
- YOU KNOW KIDS.

NO, NO, YOU SEE--

SHE HAD HER 22nd BIRTHDAY
LAST WEEK.

WHATEVER
YOU SAY, SIR.

[ liquid trickling ]

DID YOU HEAR ANYTHING ELSE?

IT LOOKS LIKE WE'RE
GONNA BE ACCOMPANIED
BY MAJOR ROSS

AND "WHAT'S-HER-DICK,"
CAPTAIN O'BRIEN?

- ROSS?
- YES, SIR.

HUH--
I WONDER WHY

THEY'D SEND A MAJOR
ON A MISSION LIKE THIS?

OH, I CAN'T SAY, SIR.
I HAVEN'T MET THE MAN
MYSELF, BUT--

O'BRIEN,
ON THE OTHER HAND,
WELL, SHE--

SHE REALLY DROVE
OUR REGIMEN INTO THE GROUND
IN IRAQ, YOU KNOW?

SHE IS A TOUGH MOTHER
FOR A WOMAN, MAN,
LET ME TELL YOU.

YEAH, YEAH.

YEAH, THAT'S
WHAT I HEARD.

THE QUESTION IS--
WHY WOULD

A HALF DECENT-LOOKING
CHICK LIKE O'BRIEN

WANT TO BE
AN OFFICER, ANYWAY?

MAN, EVERYBODY KNOWS
ANY CHICK THAT TOUGH
HAS GOT TO BE A LESBO, SIR.

SHE'S IN THE ARMY
TO GET THE COLONEL'S
DAUGHTER, PROBABLY.

AHEM--

SIR-- MA'AM.

WHEN YOU TWO MEN
FINISH BONDING, REJOIN
THE REST OF THE ARMY.

- FULL MISSION
BRIEFING IN TWO.
- YES, MA'AM.

SARGE, YOU NEED
TO REQUISITION
A LARGER WEAPON.

O'Brien: WELCOME TO ALASKA, HALL.

Officer:
THANK YOU, GENTLEMEN,
THAT'S ALL.

Hall:
'TEN-HUT!

ALL RIGHT, PEOPLE,
AT EASE.

THIS MISSION
IS "BLACK"--

NO MEDALS, NO REWARDS,
NO LUCRATIVE BOOK DEALS,

OUR TARGET DESTINATION
IS VECTOL BIORESEARCH
LABORATORIES

OUTSIDE FAIRBANKS, ALASKA.

ALTHOUGH IT IS
A CIVILIAN FACILITY, IT IS
UNDER CONTRACT TO UNCLE SAM

AND MORE SPECIFICALLY--
MY RESPONSIBILITY.

DR. COLE, CAPTAIN O'BRIEN
IS OUR BEST IN BIOCHEM;

SERGEANT HALL IS
OUR COMMUNICATIONS SPECIALIST;

TRAINOR--
WEAPONS AND EXPLOSIVES.

LASTLY, MAJOR ROSS IS OUR COUNTERTERRORISM EXPERT.

DR. COLE?

THREE HOURS AGO,
SOMEONE AT OUR LAB

INITIATED
AN EMERGENCY LOCKDOWN.

WE'VE HAD
NO COMMUNICATION SINCE.

THERE'S 14 RESEARCHERS
TRAPPED DOWN THERE, WE NEED
TO GET THEM OUT.

Colonel:
ONLY 23 PEOPLE OUTSIDE
THIS ROOM

KNOW ABOUT THOSE
LABORATORIES.

OF THOSE 23
ONLY A HANDFUL ARE PRIVY
TO THE WORK THEY DO.

ALTHOUGH THIS IS HIGHLY
CLASSIFIED,

WE'LL GIVE YOU
WHAT WE CAN. DR. COLE?

THIS IS DR. LANG.
HE'S HEAD OF THE BIOWEAPONS

COUNTERMEASURES
AT VECTOL. PETER?

VECTOL LABS
ARE LOCATED

IN AN ABANDONED COPPER MINE
500 FEET BELOW THE SURFACE.

IT'S BEEN RETROFITTED
AS A HIGH TECH BIOCHEMICAL
FACILITY.

ACCESS IS THROUGH
A SINGLE AIRLOCK
AND ELEVATOR.

THERE ARE
FOUR MAIN LEVELS--

RESEARCH, WEAPONS, CHEMICAL,
AND LIVING QUARTERS.

BELOW THAT
IS AN EMERGENCY AIRLOCK.

ONCE YOU'RE IN,
NOTHING GETS OUT.

THERE'S ONLY BEEN ONE OTHER
BREACH OF THIS FACILITY.
TWO YEARS AGO,

A LAB TECH
ACCIDENTALLY SPILLED
A THIMBLEFUL OF NERVE GAS.

A THIMBLEFUL.
HE DIED 90 SECONDS LATER.

IT TOOK US
THREE MONTHS TO CLEAN OUT
THAT ONE ISOLATION LAB.

WE ARE DEALING WITH
A FULL ISOLATION LOCKDOWN.

Colonel:
TRAINOR?

WHY US, SIR?

DR. LANG?

Lang: VECTOL LABS STORE A MULTITUDE OF SINS--

CHEMICAL,
BIO, NUCLEAR TOXINS.

STUFF WE HAVE DOWN THERE
MAKES EBOLA LOOK LIKE
THE COMMON COLD.

IT'S POSSIBLE
TERRORISTS BREACHED
THE FACILITY.

WE NEED TO FIND OUT.

DO WE HAVE
ANY OTHER INTELLIGENCE
ON THIS, SIR?

LATEST
SATELLITE RECON FLIGHT
SHOW ALL IS CLEAR.

PERIMETER SECURE.

THIS IS A VERY SENSITIVE
SITUATION.

FEWER PEOPLE INVOLVED
THE BETTER, THAT'S WHY
I'M SENDING THE BEST.

BOO-YAH!

Cole:
I'M A SCIENTIST,

BUT I'M ALSO
A FORMER ARMY CAPTAIN
WITH COMBAT EXPERIENCE.

ONCE INSIDE, ALL OF YOU
ANSWER DIRECTLY TO ME.

[ mock coughing ]
FUCK ME.

TRAINOR, PEOPLE,
IS THAT CLEAR?

- YES, SIR, SIR.
- GOOD.

THESE ARE NOT
YOUR STANDARD ISSUED
HAZMAT SUITS.

THEY'RE MADE FROM
KEVLAR PURINE FIBER.

THEY'RE DESIGNED
TO STOP SMALL ARMS FIRE.
THINK OF THEM AS A SECOND SKIN.

YOUR ATMOSPHERE GAUGE.
IT'S AT THE WRIST.

"GREEN" IS FOR GOOD AIR,
"YELLOW" FOR QUESTIONABLE,

AND IF IT'S RED
AND YOU'VE JUST BREATHED IT,
YOU'VE DIED.

THIS IS FOR YOUR OXYGEN. YOU HAVE ABOUT AN HOUR'S WORTH.

WHAT ARE THESE
SYRINGES FOR, SIR--
DOCTOR?

EXCUSE ME.
IF ONE OF YOU
BECOME CONTAMINATED,

REMOVE THE HYPODERMIC
FROM THE POUCH

AND THEN PLUNGE IT
DIRECTLY IN THE NECK--

- Lang: AS DEEP AS--
- [ Trainor chuckles ]

DON'T DO THAT.

...AS POSSIBLE.

TRY TO AVOID SEVERING
THE ENTIRE CAROTID ARTERY.

I'LL DO THAT.

THE NEEDLE RELEASES
A NEUROTOXIN.

IT SHOULD
SAVE YOUR LIFE

AND GET YOU TO TREATMENT
AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE.

AND WHAT IF
YOU DON'T GET STUCK?
WHAT HAPPENS THEN?

THAT DEPENDS ON WHICH
TOXIN YOU'VE BEEN
INFECTED WITH,

BUT IN MOST CASE,
WITHIN 10 SECONDS
YOUR THROAT CONSTRICTS.

YOU CAN'T BREATHE,
YOUR ESOPHAGUS BECOMES
BRITTLE AND IT DISSOLVES.

THEN ALL OF YOUR MAJOR
ORGANS TURN TO JELLY

AS YOUR MOLECULAR
STRUCTURE IS COLLAPSING.

AND AFTER THAT,
YOU SHOULD MERCIFULLY
BLACK OUT.

I GET THE PICTURE.

SO, HAVE EITHER ONE OF YOU
TRIED THIS NEEDLE?

- YEAH, DR. COLE HAS.
- WHAT HAPPENED?

GEAR UP,
WE MOVE OUT IN 10.

ANY OTHER QUESTIONS?
DISMISSED.

I THINK SHE
LIKES ME, O'BRIEN.

WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?
SHE'S A GROWN UP.

I SHOULD TRY THAT.

[ crow squawking ]

COLONEL?

MAJOR?

- PERMISSION
TO SPEAK FREELY, SIR?
- GO AHEAD.

SIR, I'M NOT
COMFORTABLE TAKING ORDERS
FROM THESE SCIENTISTS.

MAJOR, YOU TAKE
YOUR ORDERS FROM ME

AND I'M TELLING YOU
TO FOLLOW COLE AND LANG
TO THE LETTER.

YES, SIR,
BUT BABYSITTING
CIVILIANS IS--

COLE CAN
TAKE CARE OF HERSELF,
BELIEVE ME.

IT'S LANG
I NEED YOU TO COVER.
HE WORKS FOR ME.

HIS PROJECT IS CLASSIFIED,
HAS TOP PRIORITY FROM
THE PENTAGON.

COLE DOESN'T KNOW
ABOUT IT.

SIR, SHE THINKS
SHE'S IN COMMAND.

WORK WITH HER ALL THE WAY.
IF IT'S VIRAL OR CHEMICAL,
SHE'S IN CHARGE.

IF IT'S TERRORISTS,
YOU TAKE COMMAND.

EITHER SCENARIO,
YOUR FIRST PRIORITY

IS TO MAKE SURE LANG
GETS HIS RESEARCH OUT.
DO YOU GET ME?

SIR, MY TEAM
HAS THE HIGHEST
SECURITY CLEARANCE.

I NEED TO KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON
DOWN THERE.

SON, THIS IS A MATTER
OF NATIONAL SECURITY.

NOBODY CAN KNOW
ABOUT THIS.

WHEN IT COMES
TO BIOLOGICALS, HELL, EVEN
THE PRESIDENT IS EXPENDABLE.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND
WHAT I AM SAYING?

YES, SIR.
LANG IS THE PRIORITY.

Hall:
IF I'M A TERRORIST,
WHAT'S MY PRIMARY TARGET?

Lang:
ASIDE FROM CHEMICALS,
THERE'S ENOUGH

WEAPONS-GRADE PLUTONIUM
IN THAT MOUNTAIN TO
SATISFY A SMALL ARMY.

TERRORISTS OR NOT,
WE'RE GOING TO FIND
YOUR PEOPLE OKAY DOWN THERE.

Lang:
JUST HOPE
MY STAFF ARE SAFE.

Cole:
WITH THIS TYPE
OF LOCKDOWN,

THERE'S A GOOD CHANCE
THE AIR HAS BEEN
CONTAMINATED.

Lang:
KEEP YOUR HELMETS ON
AND BREATHE EASY,

AND CONSERVE YOUR AIR
AS LONG AS POSSIBLE.

YOU GOT THAT?

COLE, IF WE DO
ENCOUNTER TERRORISTS,

I'LL NEED YOU
TO STAND DOWN AND
LET MY TEAM HANDLE THIS.

YOUR TEAM?
YOUR TEAM WILL DO
WHAT I SAY.

THIS IS A CHEMICAL LAB.
NOBODY DOES ANYTHING
WITHOUT MY APPROVAL.

YOU GOT THAT,MAJOR?

O'Brien:
HEY, TRAINOR,
HOLD UP A SEC.

I'VE GOT
A LOUSY FEELING
ABOUT THIS.

- Trainor: YOU'RE JUST SCARED.
- THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT.

CHEMICAL WEAPONS,
POSSIBLE TERRORISTS,

SMALL CREW,
CIVILIANS IN CHARGE--
I MEAN, IT STINKS.

THIS PLACE IS TOP SECRET,
WE'RE GOING IN THERE

AND NO ONE IS TELLING US
ANYTHING ABOUT IT.

HOW MANY TIMES
YOU AND I BEEN DOWN
THIS ROAD BEFORE?

COME ON, YOU'LL WATCH
MY BACK, I'LL WATCH
YOURS, ALL RIGHT?

YEAH.

- Hall: I HATE
WORKING WITH CIVILIANS.
- YOU WANTED DELTA,

THIS IS STUFF YOU
GOTTA DEAL WITH.

LANG.

WHAT?

NOW, I HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT YOU NEED TO GET
OUT OF THERE,

BUT THE MINUTE
YOU'VE GOT IT,
YOU LET ME KNOW.

I DON'T NEED MY TEAM
STAYING IN THIS GERM TUNNEL
LONGER THAN THEY HAVE TO.

I'LL RECOMMEND
IMMEDIATE EVAC AS SOON
AS I GET WHAT I NEED.

OH, AND MAJOR,

OUR RELATIONSHIP
STAYS CONFIDENTIAL.

THAT'S WHAT I HEAR.

[ metal door clanks ]

PETER, CHECK
THE INTERCOM, OKAY?

SEE IF ANYONE RESPONDS.

Trainor:
NO DOC, HEY, HEY,
NOT A GOOD IDEA, OKAY?

IF WE ARE FIGHTING
TERRORISTS

YOU DON'T WANT
TO GIVE AWAY OUR
POSITION, RIGHT?

Ross:
GOOD POINT.

KEEP THE CHATTER
TO A MINIMUM, OKAY?

[ thumps ]

JESUS, LANG, WOULD YOU
BACK THE FUCK UP?

HOLSTER THAT WEAPON
UNLESS YOU INTEND
TO USE IT.

[ beeping ]

THIS ISN'T RIGHT.

WHAT'S YOUR
CONCERN, COLE?

I'VE GOT
A STRANGE READING.

THERE'S DEFINITELY
SOMETHING IN THE AIR.

I JUST CAN'T QUITE
MAKE OUT WHAT THAT IS.

WHAT IS
WITH ALL THIS WATER
COMING FROM THE CEILING?

I HAVE NO IDEA.
I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING
LIKE THIS BEFORE.

- HEY, ROSS?
- WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?

LOOKS LIKE
A GOLD TOOTH.

THAT'S A LITTLE MORE
THAN UNUSUAL.

IT'S GOT SOME SLIME
OR SHIT ALL OVER IT.

WHAT'S THE SLIME LIKE?
IS IT TOXIC?

I DON'T THINK SO.

COLE, YOU SHOULD
TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.

MAYBE THE SPRINKLER
SYSTEM BROKE HERE.

[ water dripping ]

NO, IT'S NOT H-2-O
OR A RETARDANT.

Lang:
COLE, WHAT
DO YOU THINK?

- MAJOR!
- HALL?

GOT AN ARMY .45 HERE.

EMPTIED THE CLIP.
WHAT THE HELL WERE
THEY SHOOTING AT?

IT DON'T MATTER, BUD.
JUST STAY SHARP

SO IT DOESN'T END UP
SHOOTING AT YOU.

[ faint ticking ]

I FOUND A PACEMAKER.

[ ticking continues ]

IT'S STILL BEATING.

AH, JESUS,
THIS IS CREEPY.

OKAY, LOOK,
WE NEED TO GET
TO WORK.

HALL, TRAINOR
AND O'BRIEN,

YOU HAVE TO RESTORE
COMMUNICATIONS AND POWER.
IT'S THROUGH THOSE DOORS.

DOWN ONE LEVEL,
KEEP TO THE RIGHT, IT'S
AT THE END OF THE HALL.

AFTER THAT,
SWEEP LEVEL THREE.
IT'S THE LIVING QUARTERS.

WAIT, YOU WANT US
TO SPLIT UP?

ROSS,
WHAT DO WE DO?

YOU HAVE YOUR ORDERS.
REPORT IF YOU SEE ANYONE.

RCB WILL BE LEVEL TWO--
CONTAINMENT LABS.
WE MEET THERE.

HOW MANY PEOPLE
ARE WE LOOKING FOR?

14.

YOU HEARD THE LADY,
LET'S MOVE OUT.

Trainor: I STILL THINK WE
SHOULD LOOK FOR THE GUY
WITH THE PACEMAKER.

JUST MY LUCK.
I'M "REDSHIRT BABY"
IN THIS LEAGUE.

DR. LANG.
IT ISN'T A PICNIC.
LET'S MOVE.

- THIS IS WORSE
THAN WE THOUGHT.
- Lang: YOU RECOGNIZE IT?

IT'S GOT THE MOLECULAR
STRUCTURE OF HUMAN DNA.

DOCTORS,
WHAT IS THIS STUFF?

[ liquid trickles ]

WE ARE NOT SURE
JUST YET.

MAJOR, I WOULDN'T
STAND UNDER THERE

IF I WERE YOU,
JUST TO BE SAFE.

WHERE THE HELL
IS EVERYBODY?

I DON'T KNOW.

O'Brien:
HEY, TRAINOR?

EVER NOTICED, SINCE
YOU'VE BEEN BANGING
THE COLONEL'S DAUGHTER

OUR MISSIONS HAVE
BECOME A LITTLE
MORE HAZARDOUS?

Trainor:
O'BRIEN, WHAT ARE
YOU TALKING ABOUT?

LOOK AROUND YOU--
WE'RE IN A FACTORY FULL
OF BIOLOGICAL WEAPONS.

Trainor:
YEAH, SO WHAT'S THAT
GOT TO DO WITH ME?

SHE'S JAILBAIT AND
SHE'S THE COLONEL'S
DAUGHTER.

O'BRIEN, WOULD YOU
PUT A PIPE IN IT?

Hall:
SHE'S NOT JAILBAIT, CAPTAIN,
SHE LOOKS AT LEAST 19 OR 20.

THAT'S MY MAN, HALL.
SEE? SHE AIN'T NO CHILD.

Trainor:
YOU'RE JUST
JEALOUS, O'BRIEN.

Hall:
COME ON, O'BRIEN,
WHO ARE YOU KIDDING?

YOU MEAN TO TELL ME
YOU WOULDN'T TAKE
A RUN AT HER

IF YOU HAD A CHANCE?
SHE'S HOT!

O'Brien:
CAREFUL, HALL, OR I'M GOING
TO TAKE A RUN AT YOU.

Trainor:
WANT ME TO GET
YOU GUYS A ROOM?

YOU KNOW, HALL
IS NOT MY TYPE, TRAINOR.
HE THINKS I'M A LESBO.

Hall:
I'M OKAY WITH LESBOS.
JUST KIDDING.

[ gate rumbles ]

- IT'S GONE.
- WHAT?

- Cole: NO, THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
- Ross: WHAT'S GONE?

Cole:
I'M NOT AUTHORIZED
TO TALK ABOUT THIS WITH YOU.

DOCTOR,
I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
ABOUT YOUR SECRET WEAPONS--

I'LL TELL YOU
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW
WHEN YOU NEED TO KNOW.

ARE MY PEOPLE
IN ANY DANGER?

NO MORE
THAN THE REST OF US.

THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER.

GIVE US A MOMENT, MAJOR,

IT LOOKS LIKE ONE
OF OUR EXPERIMENTS
HAS GONE MISSING.

WE NEED TO FIND IT.

- O'Brien on radio:
Ross, copy?
- GO AHEAD, CAPTAIN.

SIR, AUXILIARY POWER
IS UP IN THE LAB
LEVEL ONLY.

SOMETHING IS WRONG
WITH OUR GENERATOR.

HALL DOESN'T THINK
HE'S GONNA GET MORE
POWER OUT OF IT.

GOOD WORK.

WE'VE COMPLETED THE SWEEP
OF THE LIVING QUARTERS.
NOT A SOUL, SIR.

PROCEED TO COMMUNICATIONS.
SEE IF YOU CAN RAISE
HARRISON.

AND CAPTAIN...
WATCH YOUR BACK.

ANYTHING
ON YOUR END, SIR?

Ross:
One of the doctors'
experiments has gone missing.

- WHAT KIND OF EXPERIMENT?
- THEY'RE BOTH TIGHT-LIPPED.

UNTIL I KNOW MORE,
ASSUME WE'RE STILL DEALING
WITH TERRORISTS.

EXERCISE EXTREME CAUTION
AND REPORT BACK EVERY
10 MINUTES.

UNDERSTOOD.

IT'S NOT JUST A WALK
IN THE PARK ANYMORE,
IS IT?

NOT TODAY IT ISN'T,
O'BRIEN,

IF I CAN SQUEEZE
ANY MORE OUT OF THEM,
I'LL CONTACT YOU.

- ROGER THAT. REPORTING
BACK IN 10 MINUTES.
- In 10 minutes.

Hall:
MISSING EXPERIMENT--
DOESN'T SOUND TOO GOOD.

Trainor: AROUND THIS PLACE, IT AIN'T.

STAY SHARP, BOYS,
WE GOT A JOB TO DO.

WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED IN HERE?

Trainor: YOU FIX THIS UP, HALL? RAISE TOPSIDE?

HELL, I COULD RAISE MARS
IF I HAD TO, BUT--

IT'S PROBABLY EASIER
JUST TO--

YOU KNOW, JERRY-RIG
THE UPLINK AND GET CELL
COMMUNICATIONS WORKING.

THIS IS CREEPY.

YEAH, SLIME COVERING
EVERYTHING, YOU KNOW.

LIKE SOMETHING
OUT OF "THE BLOB."

- HOLY SHIT, HALL,
THAT'S IT!
- WHAT?

THE DOCTOR'S EXPERIMENT
IS PROBABLY JUST LIKE
THE BLOB.

IT'S LOOSE AND IT'S
SLIMING UP EVERYTHING
IN ITS PATH.

DEVOURING, EATING
EVERYTHING IT CAN.

YOU KNOW WHAT?

WE'RE DESSERT.

YOU'RE NOT FUNNY.

I'M FRICKING HILARIOUS,
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

- YOU'RE NOT FUNNY, MAN.
- [ brief screech ]

WHAT WAS THAT?
DID YOU SEE THAT?

- Trainor: YEAH, RIGHT.
- [ O'Brien cocks weapon ]

- O'Brien: LET'S FOCUS, GUYS.
- Hall: NO, I'M SERIOUS,
I SWEAR TO GOD.

I THINK I JUST SAW
SOME GUY GO RIGHT DOWN HERE
TWO SECONDS AGO, I SWEAR.

HALL--?

- JESUS!
- YOU SAW SOMEONE?

- I THINK...
- HALL, GET IN HERE.
RAISE TOPSIDE. LET'S GO.

- ARE YOU SERIOUS?
- DEAD SERIOUS.

GET IN THERE,
GET COMMUNICATIONS UP.
I'LL TAKE THE DOOR.

ALL RIGHT.

[ rapid trickling ]

[ thick splattering ]

[ squishing ]

Cole: LET'S HOPE THE
CONTAINMENT LAB
REMAINS SECURE.

Ross:
IS IT POSSIBLE
SOMEBODY MOVED IT?

Lang:
IT'S POSSIBLE,
BUT UNLIKELY.

IT TAKES A TEAM OF EIGHT
TO MOVE IT FROM ONE LAB
TO THE NEXT.

IF IT HAD BEEN MOVED,
WE WOULD HAVE KNOWN.

Ross:
WHAT ABOUT THE PLUTONIUM?

Lang:
THE PLUTONIUM IS ALL
ACCOUNTED FOR, MAJOR.

RIGHT NOW,
IT'S THE LEAST
OF OUR WORRIES.

[ hissing ]

[ signal buzzing ]

[ hatch hisses ]

[ meter beeping ]

THE AIR IS CLEAN.

COLE, CHECK
THE COMPUTER DATA.

SEE IF THERE IS
ANY RECORD THAT
SOMEBODY'S MOVED IT.

I'LL CHECK
BIOCONTAINMENT SIX.

MAJOR ROSS,
YOU WATCH HER BACK.

[ keypad beeping ]

[ hissing ]

ROSS.

MAJOR ROSS,
EXTERNAL COM IS UP
AND OPERATING, SIR.

Good work, Trainor.

CAPTAIN O'BRIEN,
CONTINUE TO SWEEP.

REPORT IF YOU
FIND ANYONE.

O'BRIEN:
Roger, we'll continue.

COMMAND, THIS IS
ALPHA TEAM REPORTING.

THIS IS HARRISON,
REPORT.

Auxiliary power
and communication
is restored, sir.

I believe we have control
of the main lab,

but still no signs
of the staffers.

WE DO HOWEVER, HAVE
A MISSING EXPERIMENT, SIR.

WE'RE GOING TO CONTINUE
TO LOOK FOR IT

- and any sign
of terrorists.
- KEEP ME POSTED.

[ buzzing ]

[ gasping ]
LANG...

- YOU DID THIS TO ME!
- [ Lang screams ]

STAY HERE.
WATCH MY BACK.

Lang:
JESUS CHRIST.
IS THAT YOU, SARA?

WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED?

IT GOT OUT.
WE DIDN'T STAND
A CHANCE.

NOBODY IS GOING
TO BE ABLE TO STOP IT.

IT'S UNDER
MY SKIN, PETER.

IT'S UNDER
MY GODDAMN SKIN!

- SARA, NO, NO!
- LOOK WHAT YOU'VE
DONE TO ME!

RADIATION IS THE ONLY WAY TO KILL IT.

- WHAT HAPPENED?
- I NEED TO KILL US ALL.

FOR CHRIST'S SAKE,
SARA, DON'T DO THAT.

IT'S INSIDE ME.
I CAN FEEL IT INSIDE ME.
I CAN FEEL IT.

Cole:
SARA, YOU'RE GOING
TO KILL US ALL, JUST STOP.

- Lang: NO!
- [ gas hissing ]

PLEASE, PLEASE,
DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS.

Sara:
WE ALL NEED TO DIE.

JUST STOP, SARA.
I'M SO SORRY. SARA--

COLE, NO, NO!

[ blasting ]

COLE, YOU
JUST EXECUTED
A CIVILIAN.

SHE WAS
NO LONGER HUMAN.

THEN WHAT WAS SHE?

LANG, WHY DIDN'T YOU
TRY TO HELP HER?

SHE WAS INFECTED.

Ross:
INFECTED WITH WHAT?

THERE ARE HUNDREDS
OF INFECTIOUS AGENTS
DOWN HERE.

NOT GOOD ENOUGH,
DOCTOR.

IN 30 SECONDS,
THE RADIATION WOULD
HAVE GONE CRITICAL.

- I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO.
- I WANT ANSWERS.

I NEED TO KNOW NOW.
WHAT ARE WE UP AGAINST?

THERE ARE NO
TERRORISTS, ARE THERE?

WE CAN'T BE CERTAIN.

I RECKON THAT WE
LEAVE NOW.

THAT'S THE FIRST
SENSIBLE THING

EITHER OF YOU TWO
HAVE SAID ALL DAY.

NO, WE'RE
NOT LEAVING.

WE'RE NOT LEAVING
UNTIL WE FIGURE OUT
THE FATE OF OUR STAFF.

YOU JUST SAW
WHAT HAPPENED
TO OUR STAFF.

TRAINOR, GIVE ME
A SITUATION REPORT.

Trainor:
NOTHING DOWN HERE
BUT SLIME, SIR.

OTHER THAN THAT,
ALL SEEMS CLEAR.

RETURN TO THE LAB.
WE'RE GETTING OUT
OF HERE.

IF YOU MEET ANYONE,
ASSUME THEY'RE HOSTILE.

AND SERGEANT,
KEEP YOUR SUITS ON
AT ALL TIMES.

- HOSTILE, SIR?
- We just met one
of the staffers.

IT WASN'T PRETTY.
SHE WAS INFECTED
WITH SOMETHING.

IT'S BEEN SECURED.

- SECURED, SIR?
- Permanently.

UNDERSTOOD.
MEET BACK AT THE LAB.

- REPORT
ANYTHING SUSPICIOUS.
- COPY THAT.

THIS WHOLE PLACE
IS SUSPICIOUS.

COMMAND, THIS IS
ALPHA TEAM REPORTING.

ONE SECOND.
HOLD ON.

THIS IS HARRISON.
REPORT.

THE SITUATION
IS NOT GOOD, SIR.

WE CAN CONFIRM
CONTAMINATION THROUGH
MOST OF THE FACILITY.

COLE, YOU THERE?

- YES, SIR.
- SITUATION?

The situation is--
the facility has
been breached

AND THE PB3
IS MISSING.

And Colonel--

I suggest that we
brief Ross on the intel
we have on PB3.

OUR CHANCES OF SURVIVING
THROUGH THIS MISSION

will be greater
if he is informed.

FILL HIM IN.
MY FULL AUTHORIZATION.

YES, SIR.

WE FIRST HEARD ABOUT IT
AFTER CHERNOBYL.

THE SOVIETS DISCOVERED
AN ALIEN MICROBE

ON A METEORITE THAT CRASHED
IN SIBERIA IN THE '50s.

THEY CALLED IT "PB3"

TO HONOR THE THIRD SESSION
OF THE POLITBURO,
I DON'T KNOW--

SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

ONCE THE MICROBE
WAS SEPARATED, IT REPRODUCED
AT AN ALARMING RATE.

THEIR SCIENTISTS
ATTEMPTED TO CLONE IT.

NO DICE.

IN THE END, IT TOOK
A 20-MEGATON NUKE

AND 10,000 LIVES
TO PUT THAT GENIE
BACK IN THE BOTTLE.

AFTER THE WALL
COLLAPSED,

UNCLE SAM TOOK
OVER RESPONSIBILITY
AND BROUGHT IT TO US.

THE GOVERNMENT
HIRED VECTOL TO STUDY
THE MILITARY POTENTIAL

AND APPLICATIONS OF PB3
TO SEE HOW TO COUNTER IT.

AS A LIQUID, IT HAD
THIS-- THIS INTELLIGENCE.

IT COULD THINK,
IT COULD LEARN.

IMAGINE A SINGLE
ALIEN LIFEFORM THE SIZE
OF A DROP OF WATER.

A DROP OF WATER
WE COULD TRAIN TO KILL
WHATEVER WE WANTED IT TO.

A DROP OF WATER
THAT COULD SURVIVE
IN ANY LANDSCAPE,

FROM A NUCLEAR
ENVIRONMENT

TO THE BLOODSTREAM
OF A HUMAN BODY.

SO...
WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE

BETWEEN THE LIQUID
AND PB3?

THE LIQUID IS WHAT
THE PB3 PRODUCES.

THE PB3
IS ACTUALLY AN ALIEN

WE CLONED
FROM THE MICROBE'S DNA.

ARE YOU TELLING ME

THERE'S AN ALIEN
LOOSE DOWN HERE?

- Ross: JESUS!
- YEAH.

ALIEN?

IS THAT SO HARD
TO BELIEVE?

I'M GETTING
PRETTY TIRED OF YOUR
BULLSHIT, LANG!

- [ zapping ]
- YOU'D BETTER START
FEEDING ME

SOMETHING
A LITTLE EASIER
TO SWALLOW THAN ALIENS.

Voice on radio:
Sir?

[ buzzing stops ]

GO AHEAD, CAPTAIN.

Sir, we're still coming up
blank on Harrison.

However, we've been
able to confirm that Ross,
O'Brien, Trainor and Hall

do in fact exist
as members of the Charlie
Squadron Delta.

They're stationed
in Fairbanks and their CO
is a Major Dan Tindal

who confirms
they were requested
for a "black" op at 0400.

Tindal won't give up
any details of the mission

because he wasn't
cleared for it.

THANK YOU, CAPTAIN.

IT'S AN ALIAS.

WHAT ARE YOU
MUTTERING ABOUT, LANG?

HARRISON IS USING
AN ALIAS.

HE'D NEVER IMPLICATE HIMSELF
WITH VECTOL IF ANYTHING
WERE TO GO WRONG.

WE'RE DOWN TO WORKING ON SECRETS

THAT OUR GOVERNMENT
CAN NEVER ADMIT
WE'RE PART OF.

THINGS THAT WOULD TOPPLE
OUR NATION'S CREDIBILITY

WHEN IT COMES
TO INTERNATIONAL DIPLOMACY.

IMAGINE HOW NORTH KOREA
WOULD RESPOND

IF THEY KNEW THE KIND
OF WARFARE THE UNITED STATES
WAS TRYING TO PERFECT.

WE'RE GIVING THEM
A HARD TIME FOR
THEIR NUCLEAR PROGRAM

WHEN ALL THE WHILE,
WE'RE CLONING ALIENS
FOR MILITARY APPLICATION.

YOU'RE HERE
AS A SUSPECTED TERRORIST,
AND YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE

YOU'RE AN INDEPENDENT
CONTRACTOR WORKING WITH
THE MILITARY ON CLONING ALIENS?

YOU'RE NOT
A BELIEVER.

YOU DON'T THINK IN THIS VAST UNIVERSE ANOTHER LIFE FORM EXISTS?

ANOTHER LIFE FORM
THAT'S MORE VERSATILE,
MORE INTELLIGENT,

MORE DANGEROUS
THAN WE KNOW HUMANS TO BE?

EVERY YEAR,
HUNDREDS OF METEORITES
SLAM INTO OUR PLANET.

WE FOUND A DROP
OF WATER ON ONE.

YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
HOW MANY WE NEVER FIND?

HOW MANY OTHER DROPS
OF WATER ARE OUT THERE?

[ splattering ]

Trainor:
HEY, O'BRIEN...
YOU SEE THAT?

- UH-HUH.
- Hall: SEE WHAT?

SOMETHING TELLS ME
WE ARE NOT ALONE.

- Hall: WHAT DID YOU SEE?
- O'Brien: WHAT DO YOU
THINK IT WAS?

Trainor:
LOOKS LIKE A GUY
ABOUT 30 FEET AHEAD.

O'Brien:
U.S. ARMY, SHOW YOURSELF.

WE NEED YOU TO STAND UP
AND PUT YOUR HANDS
BEHIND YOUR HEAD.

Man:
ARE YOU HERE TO HELP?

Trainor:
PUT YOUR HANDS
BEHIND YOUR HEAD, NOW.

- I'M A DOCTOR.
- Trainor: DOWN ON YOUR KNEES.

- I WORK HERE.
- PUT YOUR HANDS
BEHIND YOUR HEAD.

NOW! GET DOWN.

GUN!

- O'Brien: HALL'S DOWN.
- Trainor: CHECK HIM OUT.

- [ gunshots ]
- O'Brien: HALL! HALL!

GET UP, HALL!

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON BACK THERE, O'BRIEN?

O'Brien:
HE'S GOT A PULSE.
HE'S ALIVE.

[ gunshots continue ]

THE SUIT'S
BULLETPROOF, ALL RIGHT.
GUNMAN-- WHERE DID HE GO?

- O'Brien: FREEZE!
- [ gunshots ]

O'Brien: TRAINOR, DID YOU SEE THAT?

O'BRIEN, LOOK OUT!
OH MY GOD!

SOMETHING'S ON MY HAND,
IT'S BURNING!

- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- GOT TO GET THIS OFF.
MY HAND IS BURNING.

- MY HAND IS BURNING!
- DON'T TAKE IT OFF!

[ muffled scream ]

- HOLY SHIT!
- MY ARM IS BURNING!

HOLY SHIT, O'BRIEN!

ALL RIGHT,
HANG ON, HANG ON.

WE'VE GOT GOOD AIR.
I'M TAKING OFF YOUR HELMET.

I'M GONNA STICK YOU,
O'BRIEN.

[ whimpers ]

HANG IN THERE, BABY.

OH, WHOA!

HALL, GET YOUR ASS
OVER HERE NOW!
HURRY UP.

Hall:
WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

Trainor:
COME ON, WE'VE GOT
TO GET HER OUT OF HERE

RIGHT NOW!
MOVE, MOVE!

WE'VE GOT A PROBLEM.

THE CAPTAIN'S
BEEN INFECTED.
SHE NEEDS HELP NOW.

- COLE, OPEN THE DOOR.
- I WON'T DO THAT.

HEY, HEY!
UNSEAL, ALL RIGHT?

COLE, YOU OPEN
THAT DOOR RIGHT NOW
AND ASSIST MY TEAM.

MAJOR, IF WE LET
O'BRIEN IN HERE,
SHE COULD KILL US ALL.

LISTEN TO ME!
YOU OPEN THE GODDAMN
DOOR RIGHT NOW!

TRAINOR, DO ME A FAVOR
AND TELL ME WHAT COLOR
HER EYES ARE.

- Trainor: WHAT?
- HER EYES-- WHAT
COLOR ARE THEY?

Trainor:
THEY'RE BLACK,
THEY'RE BLACK.

IT'S TOO LATE.

ROSS, ROSS,
WE'RE LOSING HER.

YOU OPEN THE DOOR.
YOU OPEN IT NOW.

GIVE ME A SECOND, TRAINOR,
I'VE GOT A SITUATION.

WE DON'T HAVE
A FUCKING SECOND.
SHE'S DYING NOW.

SUIT UP.
WE'RE TAKING HER
TOPSIDE.

WE CAN'T DO THAT,
SHE HAS BEEN
CONTAMINATED.

ROSS, ROSS,
WE'RE LOSING HER.

YOU OPEN THE DOOR.
YOU OPEN IT NOW!

O'BRIEN, THIS IS ROSS.
YOU HANG IN THERE,
ALL RIGHT?

MAJOR, WE CAN'T TAKE HER
OUT OF THE MOUNTAIN.

SHE'LL CONTAMINATE
EVERY LIVING ORGANISM
SHE COMES IN CONTACT WITH.

IN LESS THAN A WEEK,
CIVILIZATION AS WE KNOW IT,
MAY NO LONGER EXIST.

WE DON'T HAVE A CURE FOR THIS THING. SHE CAN'T BE SAVED.

WE NEED TO GET
TRAINOR AND HALL AS FAR AWAY
FROM HER AS QUICK AS WE CAN.

EVERY SECOND THAT THEY
STAY OUT THERE

THEY STAND A CHANCE
OF BECOMING EXPOSED
THEMSELVES.

HEY COLE, YOU GET
THE FUCK OUT HERE
AND FIX HER UP.

SHE'S MY PARTNER,
DO YOU HEAR ME?

OPEN THE DOOR.

[ lock hisses ]

I SAID,
OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!

[ lock bangs ]

[ gas hisses,
signal buzzes ]

ROSS, SHE'S BEEN
CONVULSING EVER SINCE
SHE GOT INFECTED.

[ blasts ]

WHAT?!
WHAT DID YOU DO,
YOU BASTARD?

- YOU-- YOU SHOT HER,
YOU BASTARD!
- TRAINOR!

- O'BRIEN WAS ALREADY DEAD.
- WHAT? WHAT?!

WHAT SHE WAS INFECTED WITH
HAS NO KNOWN CURE.

THE LONGER
WE STAND OUT HERE
AND TALK ABOUT IT,

THE BETTER CHANCE
WE HAVE OF BECOMING
INFECTED OURSELVES.

Trainor:
NO, NO, FUCK NO!

I GAVE HER THE SHOT!
GAVE HER THE SHOT.

SHE'S DEAD, MAN.

WE'VE GOT TO GET
OUT OF HERE.

THAT'S AN ORDER.

[ hatch hisses ]

YOU FUCKING KILLED HER.

SHE COVERED YOUR ASS
SO MANY TIMES.

SHE NEVER
WOULD HAVE SURVIVED.

I GAVE HER THE SHOT.
I DID WHAT I WAS TOLD.

- AND YOU WERE
SUPPOSED TO FIX HER UP.
- IT SHOULD HAVE WORKED.

BUT WHAT WE ARE
DEALING WITH,

IT'S A DIFFERENT STRAIN
AND WE HAVE NO CURE.

IF WE GET INFECTED,
WE DIE EXACTLY THE SAME WAY.

THIS-- LIQUID
THAT ATTACKED O'BRIEN,
IS THIS OUR ALIEN?

WHOA, WHOA--
ALIEN?

YOU MEAN LIKE--
AS IN THE MOVIE?

THE LIQUID
IS A BY-PRODUCT
OF THE ALIEN.

IT'S DOING
EXACTLY WHAT WE
DESIGNED IT TO DO.

YOU DESIGNED
A FUCKING ALIEN?

Lang:
NO, WE CLONED
AN ALIEN.

FROM A DROP OF WATER
THAT WAS DISCOVERED
ON A METEORITE.

WEAPONS
SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED

TO HELP
PRESERVE THE HUMAN RACE
FROM THE UNTHINKABLE.

UNFORTUNATELY,
BEFORE WE COULD DEVELOP
THE COUNTERINOCULATION

WE HAD TO FIRST
CREATE THE PB3.

NOW IN THEORY, WE THOUGHT
THAT IF WE COULD CLONE IT,
THEN WE COULD KILL IT.

AND IF WE COULD KILL IT.
WE WOULD BE READY IN CASE
IT EVER ATTACKED.

YOU TWO GEEKS
CLONED A FRICKING ALIEN

AND THE GOVERNMENT
THOUGHT THAT WAS OKAY?

IT'S ALSO EXTREMELY
INTELLIGENT.

I'M GONNA SIT DOWN
FOR THIS.

EACH TIME THE PB3
ENCOUNTERS A NEW ORGANISM,

THE ALIEN'S ENTIRE
MOLECULAR STRUCTURE

COORDINATES
AN ATTACK TO BREAK DOWN
THE BIOMATTER.

IT ESSENTIALLY
CONSUMES US--

USING OUR MASS
AND OUR INTELLIGENCE
TO GROW,

MUTATING, CHANGING.

IT CAN ALMOST
GO INTO ANY FORM--
LIQUID OR HUMAN.

IT HAS THE ABILITY

TO TAKE THE HUMAN HOST
AND ATTAIN ITS GOAL.

AND WHAT THE HELL
GOAL IS THAT?

MY GUESS IS
IT WOULD LIKE
TO CONTROL THE PLANET.

YOU THOUGHT
IT WAS OKAY

TO CLONE SOMETHING
THAT COULD CONTROL
THE PLANET?

THAT'S REAL SMART, MAN,
REAL SMART.

AND YOUR ALIEN
ESCAPED,

STARTED PROGRESSIVELY
INFECTING YOUR CREW,

BUT SOMEBODY
CAUGHT ON AND LOCKED
THE PLACE DOWN?

THAT SEEMS TO BE
WHAT HAPPENED.

BUT THE PB3, IT'S REACTING
UNLIKE ANYTHING WE HAVE
EVER SEEN BEFORE...

WHAT IT DID
TO O'BRIEN AND HALL?
THAT'S NEW.

IT'S TRYING
TO BREACH OUR SUITS.

IT'S LEARNED TO HUNT.

IF THIS THING GETS OUT,
IT WILL BE IMPOSSIBLE
TO STOP.

WELL THEN, WE CAN'T
LET THAT HAPPEN.

WHAT DO WE DO
TO CONTROL IT?

WELL, WE HAVE BEEN
DEVELOPING--

COLE, I-I NEED
TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING.

EXCUSE US.

IT'S THE FRICKING
"BLOB."

HEY, THEY'RE IN LOVE
WITH THIS THING,
ALL RIGHT?

WE'VE GOT
TO FUCKING KILL IT.

HARRISON
APPROACHED ME
SIX MONTHS AGO,

CONVINCED ME
TO TAKE IT
TO THE NEXT STEP.

HE DIDN'T WANT ME
WORKING WITH ANYONE,
CLASSIFIED ALL MY RESEARCH.

- I COULDN'T EVEN
TELL YOU ABOUT IT.
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

- I DEVELOPED A NEW STRAIN.
- YOU DID WHAT?!

THE MICROBE
WAS JUST THE EMBRYO.

THERE'S THREE CHROMOSOMES CALLED X, Y AND Z.

THREE SEPARATES SEXES
THAT CROSS-FERTILIZE AND
MUTATE INTO A NEW ORGANISM.

RUSSIANS COULDN'T DO IT,
YOU COULDN'T DO IT,
BUT I DID.

OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD,
PETER! WHY?

YOU HONESTLY THINK
YOU COULD SPEND THE REST
OF YOUR LIFE IN THIS HOLE?

I'VE BEEN HERE
FOR FIVE STRAIGHT YEARS.

I WANT OUT.

- I WANT OUT.
- TO DO WHAT?

TO PUBLISH,
RECEIVE THE NOBEL.

- BUT FOR WHAT?
- PB3.

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
YOU KNOW IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.

NOT ONLY
FOR THE SECURITY ISSUES,

BUT BECAUSE THERE IS
NOTHING TO PUBLISH.

WE STILL DON'T KNOW
HOW IT WORKS.

WE CAN FIND OUT
HOW IT WORKS--

PROVE THAT LIFE EXISTS
OUTSIDE OUR WORLD.

YOU REALLY
SCREWED US ALL.

SUIT UP.
WE'RE LEAVING.

RIGHT BEHIND YOU.

I NEVER SIGNED UP
TO FIGHT NO MARTIANS.

COMMAND, THIS IS ALPHA TEAM.
COMMAND, ALPHA TEAM REPORTING.

THIS IS HARRISON,
REPORT-- SITUATION.

LANG AND COLE
HAVE IDENTIFIED AN ALIEN
SPECIES LOOSE DOWN HERE.

- LANG?
- YES, COLONEL?

Colonel:
Are you ready to come out?

YES, SIR,
THERE'S NOTHING MORE
I CAN DO HERE.

COLE, HOW SERIOUS
IS IT?

IT'S BEYOND
OUR CONTROL, SIR.

[ sighs ]
COLE, YOU CALL IT.

I RECOMMEND
IMMEDIATE DEPLOYMENT.

CHRIST!

- MAJOR ROSS?
- SIR?

Colonel:
I need you to evac your people
within 20 minutes.

I'M GONNA NUKE
THE MOUNTAIN.

AFFIRMATIVE, SIR.

- GET YOUR PEOPLE
OUT OF THERE.
- THANK YOU, SIR.

[ rapid dripping ]

[ splashing ]

Hall:
20 MINUTES?! HOW FAR ARE WE
GONNA GET IN 20 MINUTES?

Ross:
20 MINUTES IS PLENTY
OF TIME. DON'T YOU WORRY.

Hall:
BUT YOU'RE GONNA
NUKE THE MOUNTAIN.

YOU CAN'T GET AWAY
FROM A NUCLEAR BLAST
IN 20 MINUTES.

Ross:
THIS FACILITY IS BUILT
TO CONTAIN THE BLAST.

AS LONG AS WE
MAKE IT TO AN AIRLOCK,
WE'LL BE SAFE.

YOU SEE THAT?
STRAIGHT AHEAD.

Ross:
I SEE IT. WHAT DO YOU
THINK, TRAINOR?

I THINK THAT'S
THE SAME STUFF
THAT ATTACKED O'BRIEN.

OKAY, WE BACKTRACK
AND GO AROUND.

WE DON'T HAVE TIME
TO GO AROUND.

DON'T WORRY,
THIS IS WHAT WE DO.

TRAINOR, HALL?
ON MY COMMAND.

LET'S SEE
HOW THIS THING
RESPONDS UNDER FIRE.

THIS ONE'S
FOR O'BRIEN.

Ross:
FIRE IN THE HOLE!
GO! GO! GO!

[ loud blast ]

Hall:
THAT'S GREAT.

THAT'S GREAT,
WE BLEW UP A FREAKING
WATER COOLER.

- WE GOT TO GET
THE HELL OUT OF HERE.
- NICE SHOT, BRO'.

- Hall:
FREAKING WATER COOLER!
- THIS IS JUST WRONG.

TIME'S TICKING.
WE GOT TO GO.

STAY SHARP, HALL.

- Hall: I CAN'T BELIEVE
WE JUST DID THAT.
- Trainor: GOD DAMN IT!

- WE'RE A TRAINED DELTA FORCE
SHOOTING AT A WATER COOLER.
- Ross: HALL!

WHAT'S NEXT--
KILLER VENDING MACHINE?

- Trainor: HALL!
- Hall: JEEZ.

Hall:
CAN'T BELIEVE--
THEY MADE AN ALIEN.

Trainor:
JUST STAY FOCUSED.
GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

Cole:
OKAY, WE ARE
ALMOST THERE.

OKAY, THE ELEVATOR.
WE'VE GOT TO MAKE IT
TO THE ELEVATOR.

TRAINOR, THE DOOR.
HALL, COVER.

- Trainor: COPY THAT.
- Hall: COPY THAT, SIR.

MY GOD,
WHAT'S WITH THE SPIDERS?

- Ross: SPIDERS!
- Trainor: COLE,
WATCH YOUR "SIX."

[ gunshots ]

Cole: WE HAVE TO GAIN
CONTROL OF THE ELEVATOR.
IT'S THE ONLY WAY OUT.

Ross:
ACTIVATE FIRE
ON THE ELEVATOR.

CLEAR THE ELEVATOR!

Trainor:
ROSS, BEHIND YOU!

- WHERE THE HELL
ARE THEY COMING FROM?
- Cole: LANG, WATCH OUT!

Cole:
LANG, STAY WITH ME.
ARE YOU OKAY?

Ross: THERE'S TOO MANY OF THEM.

Cole:
THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU.
WATCH YOUR FEET!

I GOT THEM!

Cole:
TRAINOR, 12 O'CLOCK.

Trainor:
HALL, WATCH OUT!

Trainor:
JUST KEEP FIRING, HALL.

Hall:
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
OH, MY GOD!

IT'S A NIGHTMARE, MAN.
IT'S A NIGHTMARE.

Ross:
NO, NO, NO, DON'T!
FIRE IN THE HOLE!

[ buffeting ]

Ross:
EVERYONE BACK UP.
IS ANYONE HIT?

HALL, WHAT WERE YOU
THINKING, MAN?

I'M GOING TO KILL
THOSE SPIDERS AND
GET OUT OF HERE.

YOU JUST SEALED
OUR ONLY EXIT OUT OF HERE.

- THERE'S GOT
TO BE STAIRS, RIGHT?
- THERE'S NO STAIRS.

COLONEL'S GOING TO RESCUE US.
HE'S GOING TO SAVE US,
RIGHT?

- I WOULDN'T COUNT ON IT.
- Ross: FALL BACK, EVERYONE
FALL BACK.

Trainor:
HALL, HAVE YOU
LOST YOUR MIND?

Hall:
COLE, THERE'S GOT TO BE
ANOTHER WAY OUT OF HERE.

Cole:
I SURE HOPE SO.

FIRST, WE'VE GOT
TO GET TO THE LAB
AND STOP THE NUKE.

- Hall: OH SHIT,
I FORGOT ABOUT THE NUKE.
- Trainor: WE'RE SCREWED!

[ alarm buzzing ]

COMMAND,
THIS IS ALPHA TEAM.

ROSS, YOU BETTER BE
IN THAT ELEVATOR.

ELEVATOR IS
NEGATIVE FOR EVAC, SIR.
HOSTILES IN CONTROL.

HARRISON,
STOP THE NUKE.

THE COUNT'S
AT THREE MINUTES
AND 40 SECONDS.

ANY CHANCE YOU CAN MAKE
THE AUXILIARY AIRLOCK?

Cole:
NO, NEGATIVE, SIR,
THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME.

I CAN STOP IT,
BUT YOU'LL HAVE
TO RESET IT MANUALLY.

OKAY, WE CAN HANDLE
THE MANUAL DETONATION
ON THIS END.

SUSAN, YOU KNOW
WHAT THIS MEANS?

- Yes, sir.
- IT'S YOUR CALL.

DON'T WORRY,
YOU'LL HANDLE IT.

ALL RIGHT,
I'LL STOP THE COUNT.

COME ON!

OKAY.

WE'RE HERE.
THE BOMB FUSE
IS FIVE LEVELS BELOW.

THE AUXILIARY AIRLOCK
IS ABOUT 300 YARDS
DOWN THE PASSAGEWAY.

UGH!

PETER?
OKAY, STAND BACK.
NOBODY TOUCH HIM.

PETER, PETER--

- [ Lang whines ]
- COLE: OKAY.

[ groans ]

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

[ Cole screams ]

[ screams ]

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
JESUS CHRIST!

[ coughing,
gasping ]

WHERE THE FUCK
DID IT GO?

[ softly ]
PETER, PETER?

OH GOD, HE'S DEAD.

PUT YOUR HELMETS ON,
THE ROOM IS CONTAMINATED,
WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE.

Trainor:
HEY, COLE?

YOU GOT ANYTHING
THAT CAN FIGHT
THIS THING?

YEAH, I THINK I DO.

Trainor:
ROSS, WE GOTTA GO.

[ keypad beeping ]

Cole:
THE GUN IS DESIGNED
FOR CLOSE RANGE COMBAT.

FRESH OFF THE ASSEMBLY LINE. THEY'VE NEVER BEEN TESTED, EITHER.

WAIT A MINUTE,
WE'RE GONNA BE THE FIRST
ONES TO USE THESE THINGS?

THAT'S RIGHT.

THESE ARE WARHEADS,
GENTLEMEN,

AND THEY CONTAIN
A GAS BY DESIGN TO KILL
A SPECIFIC BREED OF ALIEN.

WE MIGHT BE FIGHTING
A NEW STRAIN,

BUT HOPEFULLY
IT SHOULD WORK.

NOW THE PROBLEM IS--

WE HAVE TO GET
THESE TOXINS OUT
OF THE WARHEADS

AND INTO
THESE CANISTERS
TO LOAD THE GUNS.

PIECE OF CAKE.

THE TOXIN WAS DESIGNED
TO INFECT THOSE WHO HAVE
NOT BEEN INOCULATED.

SO I HOPE
YOU DON'T MIND NEEDLES.

SHOULDN'T I GET
ANOTHER WARHEAD?

BACK OVER
BY THE SINK.

THERE'S A CASE ON TOP. BE CAREFUL.

Hall:
HEY, DOC, WHAT DO YOU
MAKE OF THIS?

[ clatters ]

- OH GOD, OH GOD.
- Trainor: WHAT?

[ sizzling ]

GET OUT, GET OUT,
EVERYONE OUT!

GET OUT, ROSS,
GET OUT!

Ross:
JESUS! COLE,
WHAT'S GOING ON?

Cole:
WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT NOW.
COME ON, LET'S GO, LET'S MOVE!

- [ door slams ]
- Cole: SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!

- WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED TO HIM, COLE?
- NEUROTOXIN!

- HE'S DEAD.
- COLE, ANSWER ME.

OH GOD!

OUR HELMETS.
THE AIR QUALITY
IS NOT GOOD.

- WE'VE GOT TO MAKE IT
TO A SECURED AIRLOCK.
- LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.

HARRISON?

LANG IS DEAD.
WE JUST LOST HALL.

- HAVE YOU RESET THE BOMB?
- NO, NOT YET.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY.

COLE, WE MIGHT BE
SOON FACING AN INVASION.
WE NEED TO BE PREPARED.

Lang followed orders
you wouldn't.

YOU SHOULDN'T
LET MORAL JUDGMENT
INTERFERE WITH YOUR WORK.

LOOK, HARRISON,
WE WILL SET THAT NUKE,

BUT THAT PB3 EXPERIMENT--
THAT ENDS HERE.

That ends now!

THIS IS
ON YOUR HEAD.

- HEY, COLE!
- It's your decision, Cole.

ARE WE FACING
A GODDAMN INVASION?

IF THIS THING GETS OUT,
WE ARE FACING EXTINCTION.

HOW LONG CAN WE STAY
EXPOSED TO THIS AIR?

LONG ENOUGH TO MAKE IT
TO THE NEXT AIRLOCK,
IF WE'RE LUCKY.

- COLE?!
- [ gas hisses ]

MORE FRICKING
SPIDERS!

WHAT THE FRIG
IS THAT?

[ groaning ]

GO!

- WHAT THE HELL
IS THAT THING?
- Cole: RUN!

- Ross: HURRY UP!
- Trainor: WHAT IS THAT?

NOT NOW.
GET TO THE AIRLOCK,
IT'S RIGHT HERE.

Ross:
I'M SLOWING IT DOWN,
BUT I'M NOT STOPPING IT.

OH, NO,
THE KEYPAD'S NOT WORKING!

- LET ME AT IT!
- [ blasting ]

- COLE, COVER TRAINOR.
- I GOT IT, I GOT IT!

- Ross: TRAINOR?
- Trainor: I'M ON IT.
WORKING ON IT.

- TRAINOR, C4!
- GOING TO BE CLOSE.

Ross:
COME ON!

- Trainor:
I GOT IT, IT'S OPEN.
- Ross: GO, GO, GO!

Cole:
GO!

[ door slams,
beeping stops ]

[ growls ]

MY GOD.

ARE YOU--
YOU GUYS OKAY?

Cole:
YEAH, YEAH, YOU?

YEAH, I'M FINE.
I'M COOL.

IT'S NOT EVERYDAY
YOU ALMOST GET KILLED
BY AN ALIEN.

- Cole: OKAY.
- Ross: LET'S GO.

BE CAREFUL.

Ross:
ANY MORE SURPRISES WAITING
FOR US DOWN HERE, COLE?

Cole:
I SURE HOPE NOT, BUT
WE SHOULD EXPECT THE WORST.

WAS THAT YOUR
MISSING EXPERIMENT
BACK THERE?

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THAT WAS.

MAYBE IT'S SOME SORT
OF MUTATION.

YOU'RE LEARNING
QUICK, MAJOR.

- LET'S JUST GET THIS
OVER WITH, OKAY?
- Ross: SOUNDS GOOD TO ME.

EVERYBODY
WATCH YOUR BACKS.

LET'S DO THIS.

THE BOMB IS IN HERE,
THE AIRLOCK IS AT
THE OTHER END OF THE TUNNEL.

OKAY, WE PART
COMPANY HERE.

I'LL SET THE BOMB
AND MEET YOU GUYS OUTSIDE.

NO, THAT'S TOO RISKY,
WE STAY TOGETHER.

TRAINOR, ROSS AND I
ARE GOING TO COVER
THE DOOR

YOU'RE GOING IN, SET
THE TIMER, THEN WE ALL
GO TO THE AIRLOCK.

Trainor:
OKAY.

[ clicks ]

[ creaking ]

- Ross: GREAT!
- Cole: THEY'RE
GUARDING THE BOMB.

IT'S LIKE THEY KNOW
WE'RE TRYING TO KILL THEM.

Trainor:
HOW DO YOU WANT
TO HANDLE THIS, COLE?

MOVE VERY SLOWLY
TOWARDS THE DETONATOR
AND HOPE FOR THE BEST.

Ross:
THIS ISN'T GOING
TO BE EASY.

THERE'S SO MANY OF THEM.
THEY APPEAR TO BE DORMANT.

- Trainor: EASY.
- Cole: NO SUDDEN MOVEMENTS,
WE SHOULD BE OKAY.

LET'S JUST
GET THIS DONE
AND GET OUT.

WATCH YOUR STEP.

Trainor:
COVER MY BACK, ROSS.

Ross:
I'VE GOT YOUR BACK.

[ snaps ]

[ creature moaning ]

[ groaning ]

SO FAR, SO GOOD.

[ moans, whines ]

Cole:
OH MY GOD!

- TRAINOR?!
- COLE, LOOK OUT.

Ross:
TRAINOR, DOUBLE TIME!

TRAINOR, COME ON.

[ screams, groaning ]

ROSS, LOOK OUT
BEHIND YOU.

Cole:
TRAINOR, COME ON.

TRAINOR, HURRY UP!

TRAINOR, WORK FASTER.

HOT!

OKAY, LET'S GET
OUT OF HERE.

GO, GO!

[ screaming ]
COME ON!

ROSS, ROSS!
THE TIMER, MAN.

THE TIMER'S TOAST.
I CAN'T GET IT TO WORK.

- WHAT?
- IT DOESN'T WORK.

THE DETONATOR?

THE DETONATOR
WILL WORK...

BUT I GOT TO ARM IT
MANUALLY.

NO.

THIS IS MY RESPONSIBILITY.
I'LL DO IT.

I'LL GIVE YOU GUYS
ENOUGH TIME TO GET--

COLE, YOU'RE
THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS

HOW TO FIGHT THIS THING
IF IT GETS OUT.

- Ross: TRAINOR?
- Trainor: SIR?

- GET HER TO THE EXIT.
- NO, MAJOR.

THAT'S AN ORDER.

- YES, SIR.
- YOU'LL DIE.

LOOK, I'VE GOT NO ONE
WAITING FOR ME, TOPSIDE.

BESIDES, HOW OFTEN
DOES A GUY GET A CHANCE
TO SAVE THE WORLD?

I'M SO SORRY.

ME TOO.

- TRAINOR?
- SIR?

GET THIS TO HARRISON.

MY FINAL ORDER AS A SOLDIER--
I'D LIKE TO MAKE GOOD ON IT.

YES, SIR.
ROSS--?

YOU'RE A BRAVE MAN.

GO ON.
GET OUT OF HERE.

YES, SIR.
LET'S GO!

Trainor: COLE, LOOK OUT!

[ alien shrieking ]

Trainor:
GO!

[ door slams ]

Ross:
WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?

[ groans, screams ]

[ grunting ]

[ grunting,
screaming ]

[ trigger whines ]

- Ross: OH, SHIT.
- [ creature groaning ]

[ growling ]

- [ gunshots ]
- [ groaning ]

- Ross: EASY!
- [ alien screams ]

Ross:
TRAINOR, I'M DOWN,
I CAN'T--

[ Ross screaming ]

OKAY. YOU GO,
I'LL SET THE BOMB.

NO, NO, THIS IS
MY RESPONSIBILITY--

HEY, HEY, HEY,
NOT AN OPTION, OKAY?

- TRAINOR--
- I'M NOT GONNA STAND
HERE AND ARGUE WITH YOU.

IT'S WHAT I DO.

THAT'S MY JOB.
GO ON, GET OUT OF HERE.

OKAY.

WAIT, WAIT,
WAIT A MINUTE.

ROSS...

WHAT DO YOU WANT
TO DO WITH THIS?

THAT ENDS HERE.

I KNEW YOU WERE
GOING TO SAY THAT.

[ alien moans ]

GET THE HELL OFF HIM!

[ gun blasts,
alien grunts ]

DIE YOU ALIEN SCUM!
DIE!

[ alien screeches ]

[ panting ]

[ Cole gasps ]

[ rapid gunfire ]

[ screams ]

[ beeping ]

OH, NO!

[ loud blast ]

[ pounds ]

[ mutters ]
OH, FUCK.

- I LOVE YOU, MOMMY.
- I LOVE YOU, BABY.

- ARE YOU OKAY?
- Kimmy: YEAH.

[ hissing ]

Colonel:
YOU ALL RIGHT?

THE OTHERS?

THEY DIDN'T MAKE IT.

DID YOU SECURE
THE SAMPLE?

YOU KNOW
I COULDN'T DO THAT.

YOUR HELMET--
IT'S GONE.

Investigator:
YOU EXPECT ME
TO BELIEVE THAT?

YOU'RE TELLING ME
A STORY YOU COULDN'T HAVE
POSSIBLY WITNESSED.

YOU WERE LEFT BEHIND.
YOU WERE LEFT FOR DEAD.

IT WAS THE RIGHT THING
TO DO. I WOULD HAVE
INFECTED THE TEAM.

IT WAS TOO DANGEROUS
TO KEEP ME AROUND.

BUT I FOLLOWED THEM OUT.
I WITNESSED EVERYTHING.

YEAH, WELL,
HOW DID YOU GET OUT?

IF COLE WAS THE LAST ONE
IN THAT AIRLOCK AND YOU SAY
YOU WITNESSED THAT EXPLOSION,

THAT NUKE WOULD HAVE
KILLED EVERYTHING.

BUT YOU SURVIVED.

- YES I DID.
- HOW?

ISN'T IT OBVIOUS?

I HAD TO SURVIVE...

TO KEEP
MY SPECIES ALIVE.

DO YOU
BELIEVE ME NOW?
[ hissing ]

[ gurgling ]

CAPTAIN?

WE NEED TO GET OUR GUEST
TO THE WHITE HOUSE.

[classical music]