All language subtitles for Impostor (2001).eng

There wasn't always a war
with the Centauri.

But in my lifetime,
it's all I've ever known.

By the year 2050,

six years after the first attack,

we'd lost so many things.

We'd lost the sky
to electromagnetic domes

to shield the Earth
from frequent air raids.

We'd lost the uncovered cities
that the government forgot.

We'd lost democracy
to global leadership.

We didn't expect peace anymore
with the Centauri,

because we came to see
that peace wasn't their goal.

Their goal was Earth.

The ultimate land war,
with no boundaries.

When I was a boy, I built toy rockets.

I wanted to explore space
and discover new worlds.

I've never seen a Centauri,
but I knew what my father told me.

I knew they were genetically superior,
and they came after us with no mercy.

I also knew they were
the last thing my father saw.

I stopped building rockets.

There was no need for them.

I build weapons instead.

And I know my salvation.

Her name is Maya.

A little hotter.

That's good. Music on.

No, no. Something else.

Hooker, John Lee.

Ah, that's good!

Go, Johnny Lee!

Put TV on.

- Watch the news for me, will you?
- News 3.

Hoping to catch a glimpse
of their beloved leader,

hundreds of people have thronged
the Ballard Space Port

- as citywide preparations are made
- Spence!

- for the Chancellor's arrival.
- It's on!

Music off.

Water off.

...last week's brutal Centauri attack
on the Tolstoy Colony of Asteroid X-83.

What did I miss?

Alighting from a recent briefing
with high-ranking officials at Sector 8,

the Chancellor visits our region for a
secret meeting with government scientists.

- Some secret.
- Tolstoy colony

was a bastion of peace and free
expression in this grievous time of war.

- Those who live there...
- Why do they leak these things?

They want us to think that she's
Joan of Arc and not some warmonger.

Tonight, we'll both be shaking
hands with that warmonger.

With one deadly strike,

Centauri stormtroopers annihilated
this idyllic community.

- Well, I hope she likes talking politics.
- This heinous act,

this war crime will be avenged.

Firefighter robots have finally
extinguished the blaze,

which has devastated Sutton Wood.

Over 600 acres of forest were razed

and authorities have closed off
the area to all hikers and picnickers.

The cause of the fire is unknown,

but careless campers
are most likely to blame.

- Good morning, Mr. Siegel.
- Morning, Spence.

I don't think they'll get
through the dome today.

They can, and they will, sir.

They can and they will.

A mob of raucous anti-war protesters
clashed with military troops,

leading to 50 arrests.

The poorly organized factions
expressed opposition

to the Chancellor's strategic
response initiatives...

Veterans Plaza.
This station is Veterans Plaza.

- I'll see you tonight.
- All right.

Morning.

- Good morning, Nelson. How're you doing?
- I am "high quality".

- So tonight's the big night, huh?
- Huge. Nervous?

- No.
- Decided what you're gonna wear tonight?

- No.
- Don't overthink it. Relax.

I'll give you a tip.
She likes to be called "Chancie".

And when you get right up next to her,

cup her right buttock in your hand
and jiggle it really fast. She loves that.

- Tight security this morning.
- I guess Chancie's a little paranoid.

- So, how's my favorite girl?
- She's beautiful as ever.

We went camping this weekend
up in Sutton Woods. She loved it.

Lucky you missed the fire.

Who says we missed the fire?

Whatever med specs you give them,

I want you to double the dosages
on your order estimates.

Yes, Doctor.

And I want a nurse standing by
until he stabilizes.

- Yes.
- How're we doing on synth plasma?

SR's still waiting.

Okay, well, I'll just have to
contact Central Supply

and see if they send some
in the next month.

We're way over capacity, Dr. Olham.

If you want to keep inviting
more wounded,

we're gonna to have to move
the party to your place.

Dr. Carone, and I'm barely awake.

Rumor has it there's another evac
on its way here from Tolstoy.

I'd like to know why you told them
we could handle them.

- What do you suggest I do?
- We could ask evac to reroute.

- Oh, to a worse hospital! Forget it.
- I am all for the war effort.

I'm not interested in the war effort.

I just care about saving as many
wounded as I possibly can.

- Good morning Dr. Olham. Please enter.
- What do you care about?

This morning I'm saying good-bye to my
youngest, and he says, I swear to God,

"Dada, when I grow up,
I wanna be in waste management."

- You tell me, should I worry?
- Little Joey's on the slow side, isn't he?

You know, I pray nights he marries well.

There she is.

Three years of hard labor.

And you are now the proud father
of an 80-ton baby girl.

- July 16th, 1945, 05:29 a.m.
- What?

Oppenheimer tests the first atomic bomb
in Alamogordo, New Mexico.

3 weeks later,

the weapon hits "ground zero"
in Hiroshima, Japan,

wiping out 140,000 people.

Oppenheimer sees the madness,

and urges the UN to gain control
of thermonuclear development.

The government turns around and
calls him a Communist sympathizer.

And when it was all over, Einstein said,

"Only two things are infinite,
the universe and human stupidity.

"And not sure about the the universe."

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

I'd say it's ambivalence.

I don't have that luxury, myself,

but then again, I see
our people die every day.

- Have we met?
- This weapon is a godsend.

It will ensure the preservation
of our race and our faith.

Right, right. Do we know each other?

- I work for the ESA.
- The ESA?

You're here because of the Chancellor.

I'm Major Hathaway.

Special Unit Enemy Infiltration.

What's this about?

- Spence!
- I got it.

What the hell are you doing?!

- Are you insane?
- Let's go.

Do you know who this is?

- Get off me! You're dead!
- Take him away.

Are you insane?!

Hey, Spence, who are you?

You know who this is?

I got it, I got it. Take him.

Good. You've come around.
I've been waiting on you.

You'll be thankful for those drugs.

Spencer Olham was a genius.

At 15 he'd mastered differential
and integral calculus.

Harvard, M.I.T.,
Ph.D. in biochemical engineering,

Cavendish Laboratory,
top subatomic physicist,

and all by the age of 23.

Outstanding.

No military record. Father John Olham,
fighter pilot, distinguished service.

Ship went down in historic Z-12 dogfight.

M.I.A. case until they found his body
at a Centauri P.O.W. camp.

He'd been flayed alive.

Young Spencer was eight years old.

Spencer Olham was a driven man.

I'm not happy about losing him.

And when I'm not happy, nobody's happy.

Wha...

Do you like jokes? I have a joke for you.

- Knock, knock.
- Why are you doing this?

I'll say it one more time.

Knock, knock.

- Who's there?
- Not Spencer Olham.

Three days ago our Special Ops team
intercepted a Centauri Intelligence courier.

This was on its body.

Centauri, your native tongue.

Sounds like a wild boar on the make.

Anyway, we muddled through it

and decoded your plan
to infiltrate our installations

using humanoid robots.

What? I'm a scientist.

You're a scientist. You know,
you things are really something.

It's not a mechanical robot at all,

but a genetic cyborg,
evolved from synthetic DNA.

It breathes, sweats, bleeds,

but right here, right now,

it seems to have no idea what it is.

Now this will really excite you.

A Centauri hit list.

Humans targeted for murder
and then replication.

This morning we found your target,
Olham's name, on that list.

Wait a minute. This is a mistake. Now, I...

I know you think you know
what's going on here,

but I can clear this up very quickly.

- We have tests.
- "We"?

Methods. You can run
a spiral core PET scan...

- "We". We who?
- or DNA amplification using a...

- Oh, I see you've learned to patronize, as well.
- Please, please.

- Listen to me. DNA amplification--
- Your needle ship penetrated our outer dome.

You murdered Spencer Olham
when he was most vulnerable.

Somewhere outside the city.

- Somewhere unrestricted. Where?
- This is insane.

- Where is your ship?!
- Please listen to me.

- I know you're a tool for assassination.
- You have no proof.

Your meeting tonight with the Chancellor,
that's when you would detonate.

I am Spencer Olham, you crazy fuck!

Do you know when my dog
pleases me most?

It's when he displays human qualities.

Sometimes he cocks his head, puzzled.

You're not the prototype.

We found this Cyborg trying
to pass himself off

as an engineer at one of our Mars bases.

I'm telling you, my name is Jack Stoller!
You're making a mistake!

I got a wife and two kids!
Please don't do this, I'm begging you.

Please don't do this! I am Jack Stoller!

You're making a mistake!
My name is Jack Stoller!

My name is Jack Stoller! Stop!

Please stop! No, no, no!

The Centauri U-bomb. Annoying, isn't it?

If I could blow us all to hell,
then what are you doing here?

You're not close enough to your target.

The U-bomb is programmed
to coalesce at trigger phase.

Right now, you're just a useless curiosity.

Nelson. Jesus Christ, don't let them do this.

Please, tell them it's me.

You know it's me, Nelson.

Remember my wedding?

You got piss-drunk. You hit on Maya

and you begged her not to tell me.
Well she told me, Nelson.

I never brought it up. I forgave you.

And when Josh had
an emergency appendectomy,

I sat with you all night,

and I asked you if you ever regretted
having kids in this miserable war,

and you said, "No, because
they made it all bearable.

"They made it all worth it."

It's me, Nelson.

It's me. Please, help me.

Memories, senses, knowledge,

you pilfered them all.

But there was one thing you couldn't
take from Spencer Olham.

Do you know what that is?

"When the solution is simple,
God is answering." I quote...

- Einstein.
- I know who said it, I want the answer.

Can God give you the answer?

What was it that you couldn't take
from Spencer's body? Hmm?

His soul.

I forgave you, you son of a bitch.

Gentlemen, let's ge started.

That's right, let's get started.

Hathaway's a bit on the slow side, isn't he?

Oh, too bad, he's a little dim!

Hey, I got a joke for you.
Here's my joke for the day.

Knock, knock. Who's there?
Hathaway. Hathaway who?

Hathaway, the real target.

You thought it was the Chancellor.

Fatal error.

Trigger phase activated.
Countdown, 30 seconds.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

When the solution is simple,
God is answering.

Strap him in the Vivisec.

That's right, you drill me.
You drill me real good.

We'll all go out in a blaze of glory!

Long live the Centauri.

Target lock. Kaboom!

He's playing with you.
He's trained to do that.

Strap in the robot. Watch your fingers.

10, 9, 8...

Get back! Put the gun down!

- Get back!
- Clear the room.

Get back!

Attention, all ESA units.
Enemy infiltration in progress.

Enemy infiltration in progress.

- I don't see anything!
- Come on, move! Run around that corner!

- Double-check that quadrant!
- Yes, sir.

- All clear at 19-6!
- Move back over here! Move back!

Omega Six, status.

Omega Two-Niner-Six, status.

He's on his way to the surface.

Nelson, Nelson!

Hold on.

You're gonna be all right. Listen.
Listen to me. You're not gonna die.

Veterans Hospital.
How may I direct your call?

- Olham, Maya Olham.
- I'll transfer you.

- Maya...
- Hi, this is Dr. Olham

at Veterans Hospital.
Please leave a message.

If this is a medical emergency
enter code 2112.

You'll have 30 seconds after the symbol.

Maya, Christ, I need to know...

- Spence?
- Maya! God! Are you all right?

What did they do to you?
Where are you?

- Tell me what they told you, the ESA.
- They told me that you've been arrested

- for treason.
- They think I'm someone else.

- They said that you're a spy.
- Maya, please listen to me.

- Why you?
- They want me dead!

Listen. There is a test in the hospital.

It's something they missed.
I took it three years ago.

- A test? What does this have to do with?
- If I can run another one,

a comparative for proof, they'll see that...

- It's comprehensive. It's undeniable.
- You can't come. You can't.

You can't come here.

You're not listening to them, are you?

- It's not safe.
- Locking down sectors

- 1-Gamma through 19-Epsilon.
- Spence,

I need to know where you are.
I'll come to you.

- Initiating lockdown
- I'll find you.

tunnels 20-Kansas through 19-Nevada.

You'll be thankful for those drugs.

So...

The first question I have for you,
Major, is this.

- Why are we having this conversation?
- I take full responsibility.

Effective immediately, I'll hand
the matter over to Captain Burke.

- He's a good man.
- Pick up your weapon Major.

A good man is not what I need.

- Is the replicant still pursuing its target?
- We don't know.

- What is the range of the bomb?
- We don't know.

- Is there a secondary trigger?
- We don't know.

Given that the Chancellor is landing
in 4 hours, is there anything you do know?

We know it's either in the evac tunnels
or out in the Zone.

I recommend you evacuate
the city immediately.

You recommend

that I set off a mass panic,

and you can't even show me an X-ray?

Mr. Secretary,

the Centauri are well ahead of us
in nanotechnology.

The bomb, it eludes standard detection.

The explosive parts coalesce
at trigger phase.

That's when you'd hear a...

big boom!

Don't screw with me, Major!

- Now, tell me how we deactivate it.
- We shoot it.

We can't shoot it,
because you can't contain it.

It believes it is human.

It wants to live. It knows fear.

It will make a mistake.

In the genius lies the defect.

Lucky for us, it bleeds.

And how many innocent men
bled for your mistakes,

before you uncovered the first replicant?

Ten.

You don't lose any sleep over those
dead men do you, Hathaway?

We lost 10 and saved 10,000.

I sleep like a baby, Mr. Secretary.

533rd Street and Tyler Avenue, Old Grid.

Census Bureau reports SimCode
hit on Spencer John Olham.

You shouldn't be here.

I said you shouldn't be here.

Attention, all inhabitants.
You have 30 seconds to comply.

Do not refuse, or you'll be bodily subdued.

Do not run, or you'll be stopped by force.

This man is a prison escapee.

Take a good look at him.
Have you seen him?

- Burke, give me an update!
- Zero read, sir.

Either the masonry's too thick,
or they still have lead paint up there.

All right, bring it out.

- All right, let's go.
- Move out! Move out!

Switch it on.

Sir, we are draining 25% of dome power.

Ready yourself, gentlemen!

One floor at a time, Sergeant.

Burke, we are up, and now
scanning the building.

I make four holdouts ground floor,
and a fifth on the second. Second floor.

Command, this is Alpha T.
We've got the hold-out on the second floor.

I've got another one. Third floor.

Looks like a runner heading upstairs.
78% probability by body mass.

That's fourth floor, Burke.
Identify runner on the fourth floor.

- Fifth floor.
- Go!

Target is not moving.

There must be old motors up there.

- Goddamn it, Sergeant, give me a fix!
- Getting magnetic interference, sir.

It's topped out. Go slow, Burke.
Your target is now on the roof.

Sir, I am picking up...

- Got him! Got him!
- Target-lock, 8 meters east.

Go, go, go, go.

Whoa.

Identify your target, Burke.

Target appears to be...

a little girl, sir.

We're bringing her down.

Next building, gentlemen.

He's hot. He's too hot.
We shouldn't have brought him here.

What are you talking about?

The hotter he is, the bigger the bank,
you know that.

He's wanted by the ESA.

Just let me see if I can trade
something for him, okay?

Spencer, John Olham.

Married. No wants or warrants.

No history of infectious disease.
Work record...

...classified.

Now that jacket and this
full-auto Glock 18 say ESA.

But everything else about you
smells like a shit backed-up civilian

waiting on a heart attack.

Which are you?

Look, those troopers will be back and
they may not miss this place next time.

- If you're smart, you'll just let me go.
- Get up.

Get up!

So where would it go if it was
thinking like Spencer Olham?

- Sir?
- Next quadrant.

Yes sir!

This way. Come on, this way.

This way.

- Border Patrol.
- That's right.

They pay good cash for runners like you.

You're gonna turn me in to the ESA.

Life's a tragedy. Move.

Whatever you're gonna trade me for,
whatever you can get, I'll triple it.

It's too late!

House allocation, food rations,
I can get you all of it.

- Come on, help me out.
- Too late!

See that dome right there?

A government program built that after.

We were bombed by the Centauri.

After we got turned into the Dead Zone.

See, that's how you G-freaks
always deliver.

Too goddamn late. Now, get up!

Walk.

Walk.

- Walk!
- I'm not going back to them.

I won't die like that.

You can kill me, but I'm worth
a lot more to you alive.

- You're useless to me.
- Drugs.

Narco-amfetamines, adreno-steroides,
pharmaceuticals grade.

- What?
- Jump, delirium...

- Anything you want.
- So, what you think you got me down?

You think you know me?

- All Zoners are junkies, right? Right?
- No, no, no.

- That's not what I meant. Not you.
- You know, I don't like you.

You keep saying all the wrong things.

Then listen to the words.
I'm not saying "junkie", I'm saying "pay-off".

I'm offering you a real trade!

Punch in this SimCode, 746-218.

Come on. Just do it.

Do it!

Maya June Olham.

Pretty girl.

35. No wants or warrants.

- Associate Director...
- Associate Director, of Veterans Hospital,

Central City Sector. She's my connection.

And she'll do anything...

to get her husband back alive.

Now, I know

that you can run me
into that city underground

and I can get you inside
that hospital supply.

In and out, clean.

So, what is it gonna be?

Dr. Olham...

I'd like to convey my deepest regrets.

I had...

great respect for you husband,

his work.

We all mourn with you.

- I'm Major Hathaway.
- Yes, I know who you are.

We haven't found

your husband's body yet.

But...

every effort is being made to locate
his murderer, this impostor. I believe--

Don't you think I'd know
my own husband, Major?

I think we'd all like to believe
that this never happened.

And when did it happen? This "switch"?

- While we slept? While he showered? When?
- We don't know when.

Oh, so, you don't know
for certain then, do you?

We know that the replicant poses
a real threat to the public, Dr. Olham.

And since it believes it is your husband,

it will likely contact you,

turn to you for assistance,
or may have already.

- Do you have a wife, Major?
- Pardon?

- Do you have a wife?
- Yes.

Does she know you very well?

She knows I'm a human,
if that's what you mean.

And how does she know that?

Because I'm not on a Centauri hit list

and I'm not walking around
with a bomb in my ribcage.

And for every second that
we debate known facts,

we are closer to mass murder.

So...

I need to ask you
a couple of simple questions.

Has it contacted you?

No.

Do you have any idea where it might go?

None.

I'm sure if something occurs to you,

you'll let Lieutenant Burrows
know immediately.

My men will be escorting you home

to grieve.

I have six wards running
at twice capacity, Major.

I'll grieve when my shift is over.

Nelson Gittes is dead.

Murdered by the replicant,
along with two of my men.

Oh, I'm sorry for them too.

Take off your jacket.

There is a big difference
between you and me.

And I'm not talking about the obvious.

See, me, I ghost in, I ghost out of the city.
You...

The ESA will pick you off
at the first census post.

- You're gonna strip my SimCode?
- Like I said, take it off.

He's gonna need a knockout.
I don't have that much.

Whatever you got, keep it topical.

Already got enough shit in me
to embalm a horse.

Government-issue Mercury Pentothal,
my guess.

Mmm, powerful drug.
Give you bad dreams.

Yeah, I've noticed.

- You got anything to flush it with?
- Adrenozine, maybe,

but if we had that
this would be a real hospital, and...

I'd be a real doctor.

Watch his spinal cord.

You sure you don't want to be out for this?

This hurts.

Well, now nobody's gonna know you
when you're visiting.

Hey, put this on.
And get rid of that G-coat.

No, I'll hold on to it.

Could be useful.

What did she do with the SimCode?

Don't worry about the SimCode.
She'll shred it. Now let's go.

I'd like to keep it.

Souvenir.

Hey.

Wait here.

Wait right here.

I think you've got some things
you forgot to share with me,

- Spencer.
- What did they tell you?

Because if we don't have honesty
in our relationship,

we have a dead relationship.

- I'm not what they say I am.
- Then what are you?

- Just tell me what they said.
- No, I want you to tell me.

I want to hear it from you. You tell me!

They told you...

that they couldn't surface,
because it's too hot up there.

There's too many military
looking for someone

- with my face and my name.
- And what else?

What else?!

Doesn't this seem a little off?
Your friends...

know I'm public enemy number one,
that I'm worth something,

and then they just walk away?

Does it seem like your friends?

How about a trade, Cale?
Let's talk trade.

Safety.

Where did you learn to fight like that?

What's your name?

Cale.

Is there anything else you wanna know?

No.

Well, being that we've become
so goddamn friendly,

why don't you tell me what I wanna know?

All right, Cale.

The ESA think I'm a Centauri robot.

They think I have a bomb inside my heart

and that I've been programmed
to kill the Chancellor.

Let's get moving.

Let's go.

Through this plaza, swing east,
another few blocks, we're there.

You know, when you say it fast
like that it doesn't sound so bad.

- He sees me.
- Easy, easy.

He sees me!

Come on, get up. Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

What the hell is happening to you?

- It's the drugs. The ESA gave me psychotropics.
- I can't carry you.

I need to hear that you're with me.

I can't trust my own mind.

They've gotten in my mind.
I can't tell what's real.

They want you to think that.

They're wrong about me.
I've done nothing. I'm a good man.

I didn't know he was in there.

My best friend.

The doors opened...

I think I killed my friend.

- How many do you see? ESA?
- Exactly eight too many.

I'll just be a minute.

Olham!

- Check the log.
- Negative, no outgoing transmissions.

How about incoming?

- One incoming within project sector.
- Going back how far?

Data confirmed as of 0700 hours.

All right, it's time to jerk the leash.
I want a house arrest, with a 24/7 watch.

No, no, no. You keep all your men
in place until you hear from me.

I'm telling you, it's still prime
stomping ground if it still believes...

...it's Dr. Olham.

Census Bureau reporting new hit.
Veterans Plaza.

South Sector Promenade.
SimCode number four-niner-seven.

- That's behind us.
- Affirmative, Major.

- How long ago? Which direction?
- Stand by, Major.

Patch it through to Burke.

Tell him to get over here, and turn
and burn some bodies immediately.

Get me Burke.

- I got him close. I just wanted--
- Listen to me.

I don't care if you're crazy,

dopped up, or you want to bust somebody,
because they hurt your feelings.

I got you here, remember that.

I put everything on the line for you
and I want my end.

You'll get it.

- Olham--
- Look, I said you'll get it.

You know, I'm beginning to think
that the ESA got it right.

- What do you mean?
- I mean maybe you are a bomb.

Just don't blow up in my face.

Comm Center. I'm at Post 4-9-7.
I need an update.

Census Bureau reports target
crossing your location 20 seconds ago.

Target heading south.

Lieutenant, take your men 1,000
meters south from here. Go!

You told me the hospital would be clean.

- Just wait.
- Why don't we just do what you did?

Bump up against them
and ask them to dance.

Just give it a minute.

Okay, so now you got me interested.

And I won't work half blind,
so tell me right now.

What's in there for you?

Proof.

They even have a name
for where we are now?

It's called "Re-allocation".

The military took finishing funds
away from the hospital.

Come on, this way.

Attention, all available
emergency personnel.

Code 3-3-3. Emergent Medivac Unit
arrival imminent on Med Dock 5.

Countdown, 5 minutes. Stand by.

I got another way.

Okay.

Second level, east side. Go!

- Comm Center, I am now at Post 4-9-6!
- Stand by, Major.

- I need men up on the east side roof.
- Target passed your position 15 seconds ago.

- Here?
- Affirmative, Major.

It's here.

It's right here.

Emergent Medivac Unit arrival
imminent on Med Dock 5.

Medivac Arrival.

- Clear landing platform.
- No, go back!

Anybody got a top sheet on this one?

Keep all your men in place
until you hear from me.

Target crossing your location
20 seconds ago.

It's still prime stomping ground
It still believes it's Dr. Olham.

Target crossing your position
15 seconds ago.

Hey, Olham.

- Olham.
- What?

Make me a giraffe.

Somebody's coming.

Come on!

Hurry up!

Come on.

Good evening, Dr. Hall. Please enter.<.i>

Come on.

Only now would I call this a good day.

Get what you need, and get out.
You don't wanna be here inside 5 minutes.

Cale, don't waste your time there.

The stuff you want is on the third level.

You're into the immunomeds now.
That's all...

macro antibiotics.

I heard you.

Yeah well, that stuff's worth nothing
to you, unless you got Thaipox.

The woman in the Zoner hospital.

It's for her, isn't it? And the others.

Look for something called Omnicillin.

It's a big gun. The military uses it
for Thaipox and everything else.

Now, you got about 2 minutes to do
your damage and get the hell out of here.

Right now, you can leave
through the front door.

After that...

Olham.

Don't shoot yourself.

Check station 3.

So, drill me. Drill me real good.
We'll all go out,

in a blaze of glory!

Long live the Centauri.

Target lock.

Kaboom!

Major, If I can suggest...

So...

when we were running in idiot circles,

when did we pull troops?

Captain Burke?

I pulled about a third of my detail
from the project site, sir.

- What about the chancellery?
- In place, full complement.

Lieutenant Burrows,

how many men do we have at the hospital?

Attention, all personnel.

An efficient hospital is
a co-operative hospital.

Please remove
all medical waste materials

and dispose of materials
in waste containers.

- Busy night.
- 15 hours straight, thank Administration.

She sends another evac every 5 minutes.

That's not very nice, Dr. Carone.
She speaks so highly of you.

I'm sorry.

- Where is she?
- I don't know.

- Where is my wife?
- I don't know.

She left with the ESA
maybe a half-hour ago.

You know what this is?

- A data spool.
- For?

- Molecular-core PET scan.
- Very good.

Now, I want you to run
a comparative test for me, and no...

I don't have time to schedule
an appointment.

- Where is the alarm?
- We don't have one in here.

Look, this has not been
one of my better days.

So just give me my 5 minutes
of machine time.

Lie still.

Call security. Spencer Olham is
in the MPS room. I'll find ESA.

Olham! Walk away, right now.

Right now!

Don't move! Do not move!

No, no, the orderly's with...
The orderly's with him!

Security alert! Security alert!

There is a security breach
in east wing Pharmacology.

All security personnel to the east wing.

- It's him!
- There he is!

- Hold your fire!
- Don't want cross fire.

He's got nowhere to go.

Don't you move!

Get down! Move it!

Move it! Get down! Get out of the way!

Get down!

Get out of the way! Get down! Get down!

Burke, where is it? Is it down?

- I had a bead on it, sir.
- Is it down?!

- It was in my sight, sir.
- I need a crash cart, now!

- We lost this one.
- Move out! Find me a body!

Give me your weapon.
Give me your weapon!

- Just go straight back. Straight back!
- He went that way!

Eyes open.

- Lieutenant, get me two men up there.
- Two, go.

Burrows, take a good look at this.

If you had this kind of tenacity,
you'd be a general by now.

I need a status report.

There's 80,000 square feet down there,
Major. We're still searching.

Of course they are.

As reported earlier the Chancellor
was scheduled to return to the city

for a function at the Defense Bureau
earlier tonight,

but that event was canceled
without explanation

and the Chancellor's precise
whereabouts are unclear.

That blaze in Sutton Wood seems
to be finally coming under control.

Fire-fighting robots are said to have
90% containment as of this hour.

Investigators are still unable to
declare an official cause of the fire,

but they say they are taking
seriously eyewitness reports

about an electrical anomaly
in the Sutton Dome...

We went camping this weekend
up in Sutton Wood.

Dome Authority has already
ruled out a lightning strike

- Lucky you missed the fire.
- as the cause of that anomaly.

Maya.

Are they still there?

Are they right outside?

Maya, listen to me.

- If it's safe, then meet me.
- Don't say any more.

- You've got to trust me. Trust me now.
- Spence!

Please!

If you still believe in me,

all I ask is that you...

you meet me.

Meet me where we first met.

That's all I ask.

Spence!

Spence!

Keep walking.

Where are you?

Maya.

- Oh, God!
- Did they follow you?

No.

I know you're afraid.
I know what they told you.

That some ship got through the dome

and landed somewhere outside the city.

A cyborg destroyed my body.

They were right in theory,

- but they made one crucial error.
- I don't understand.

The ship crashed.

You see, that's what caused the fire.

They miscalculated.
The Centauri never got to me!

I know the ship is here.
I can find it. I'll show you.

Do you believe them?

You're bleeding.

- Do you believe them?
- I don't know what to believe.

They were in the house for hours.

They told me things.

They said you killed Nelson.

They searched the house.

- They went through our clothes.
- Did they hurt you?

- No.
- They kept grilling me.

Asking me for proof of God.

All I could think of was you.

I don't expect anything from you.

I just wanted to see you again.

No.

- What?
- I don't believe them.

You're the only one I can trust.

- I love you.
- They'll kill you!

Spence!

We got to find the body.

We got to get inside.
We got to find the pilot.

Maya, help me!

Olham!

Spencer!

- You were wrong!
- Yes, I was wrong.

- You were wrong!
- I know that now.

You listen to me.

You need to come over here with us.

Spencer, listen to me!

Spencer, listen!

We decoded more of the Centauri hit list.
Cryptography had it wrong.

You need to come over here with us, Spencer.

It's moving.

Listen to me. You do not want
to see what's in there.

- Go ahead, shoot me!
- Spencer, you don't want...

- You stay back!
- Just shoot me! Go ahead!

You do not want to see what's in there!
You do not want to see!

Spencer,

it wasn't you who they wanted.

- You were the link to the Chancellor.
- Please.

It was her target.

Yes! You were just a decoy,

- a dupe.
- Spencer, please, don't believe him.

That is not your wife.

That thing

murdered your wife.

Don't!

Look at me.

Come to me.

Steady.

Steady, Spencer.

I didn't know.

How could I know?

This morning, we...

- Get away from her!
- Sir, sir.

Get away from her!

All right, get back! Get back!

It would've massacred us all.

- You know that, Spencer.
- Major!

Major!

Major!

Yes!

Oh, God!

If that's Olham...

We've been able to accelerate
your regimen in the past two weeks,

but I need you to keep coming back, huh?

You're not all better yet. Now this is
the medicine I need you to take.

...observable from space.

This is the blast as seen from a defense
platform 14,000 kilometers above Earth.

And it is now also confirmed that
among the several thousand casualties

were Major D.H. Hathaway
of the Earth Security Agency,

Dr. Maya June Olham of the
Veterans Hospital Administration

and Dr. Spencer John Olham,
with the Defense Bureau.

Spencer Olham had been wanted
in connection with espionage charges,

which came as a shock to many,

who remembered him only as a
deeply-principled and patriotic man.

We lose lives to progress.
It's a necessary sacrifice.

As a layman...

I want to see peace in my lifetime.

Dr. Olham, if I could just get you
to elaborate just a little bit on--

You'll excuse me.

I was just on my way home
to reacquaint myself with my wife.

Thank you sir.

You knew him?

I'd like to think so.