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(somber orchestral music)

(gasps)

(soft pensive orchestral music)

(clattering, banging)

I'm sorry.

(mouthing)
I'm sorry?

(hissing)

(sobbing)

(pensive orchestral music)

-(glass shattering)
- MAN: Sir, she's breaking out!

(man gagging, coughing)

-(grunts)
-(thuds)

(energetic chase music)

- SOLDIER 1: Go, go!
- SOLDIER 2: What are we looking for?

SOLDIER 1:
She jumped over the fence.

(helicopter whirring)

SOLDIER 1:
She jumped over the fence!

(flares firing)

-(helicopter whirring)
-(suspenseful music)

(train horn blaring)

-(grunting)
-(thud)

(helicopters whirring)

A couple of trains
came through here

around about the time
she escaped.

Do you think she could have
gotten this far in that time?

Is she that fast?

She is that fast.

(playful orchestral music)

MAN: And this, too.

- CLERK: $3.10.
- MAN: Three dollars and 10 cents?

CLERK: Right.

Here's your change.

MAN: Thank you.

CLERK: Can I help you?

The total is $17.95.

Here's your card.

Are you gonna buy those?

PORTER: Have a nice trip.

MAN:
It's a brown tweed bag

with leather trim,
kind of like a duffel.

Do you see it anywhere?

PORTER: No, Sir.

The porter said he was gonna
bring it up and put it on the cart.

This is the cart,
there's no bag here.

(train crossing chiming)

(clicking)

ANNOUNCER:
Government authorities said

this was the largest
earthquake to strike

in the urban area in nearly--

ANNOUNCER 2:
He's riding Greased Lightning.

(laughing)

That was Shorty Kincaid.

Enjoy the view.

(clattering, wood breaking)

Excuse me.

MAN ON T.V.:
We shouldn't be seen together.

Father hasn't been dead
more than 48 hours.

Do you think Arliss suspects?

WOMAN ON T.V.: No, it's not
too soon for us to be together.

(knocking)

Tickets, please.

Oh, are you traveling
by yourself?

What, you're 12?

Someone gonna meet you
in Los Angeles?

We'll say that you're 11.

That way you only have
to pay half-price.

(door bangs shut)

(clanking)

MAN: I can't believe our
little girl did this.

She's not a little girl.

DNA typing and material
found in those wounds

proves it was her.

She could be anywhere,

Chicago, Las Vegas,
Los Angeles, anywhere.

We should stop all the trains.

And have the railroad
and local police

ask a million questions
we can't answer?

We'll put key personnel at
every stop along these lines.

I want a team to track her.

Hunt her down.

Good morning, Jill.

Thank you for taking care
of my cat.

We'll take very good care
of your cat.

I won't be gone for very long.

Take care of yourself.

Bye-bye.

WOMAN: Are you still having
problems with the people at work?

They point their finger
at me saying

I'm the weird one,
I'm the strange one.

Why, because I have feelings?

'Cause I feel?

There's someone at the door.

(knocking)

I won't answer that.

Whoever it is, they can come
back at the end of the hour.

That's for me.

Sorry, I have to interrupt.

We need your help, Dan.

I know. Uh...

gotta go,

(train horn blaring)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(gasping, whimpering)

(sobbing)

(crying)

(screaming)

(helicopter whirring)

Mr. Fitch will be with
you all in just a moment.

Well,

I guess we all must be
here for the same reason,

whatever that is.

I'm Dan Smithson.

And I don't know why
I'm here either.

But, um, they said
they needed me

and that it was very important,
so I came.

What do you do, Dan?

I...-

am an empath..

Sometimes they
show me awful things

that people have done.

And then I try to tell
them why they did it.

What qualifies you for that?

I feel things deeply,
that's all.

What am I feeling right now?

You wanna believe that
nothing affects you, that...

(chuckling)
you're not afraid of anything.

But you're curious,

just like the rest of us.

(clears throat)
Stephen Arden,

Harvard Anthropology Department.

Expert at
cross-cultural behavior.

Laura Baker, hi.

Molecular biologist, hi.

And who are you
and what do you do?

Preston Lennox.

And if I'm here,

I think the shit has
definitely hit the fan.

What exactly is your area
of specialty, Mr. Lennox?

Let's just say I'm a
freelance solution

to some of our
government's problems.

(chuckling)

And what exactly might they be?

The kind that people don't
usually like to talk about.

You hunt people, don't you?

I guess so.

(knocking)

You in here, honey,
it's a little late for T.V.--

You in here, honey?

(distant thunder roaring)

(screaming)

(train horn blaring)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Good evening.

I'm Xavier Fitch.

I'm in charge of this operation.

Would you sit
a little closer, please?

In November of 1974,

a small group
from SETI, S-E-T-I,

Search for
Extraterrestrial Intelligence,

used the radio dishes at Arecibo

to send out a message to
whoever might be listening.

They sent about
a quarter of a kilobyte,

including structure of
human DNA,

map of our solar system,

population of the Earth,
you know, helpful facts like that.

In January of 1993,

Arecibo received a message back

from an extraterrestrial
unknown source.

That's great.

Intelligent life
beyond this planet?

FITCH: Yes.

There were two
distinct communications.

The first message
turned out to be

a superior catalyst
from methane.

We now have
the potential to produce

an infinite amount of energy
from this clean-burning fuel.

This convinced us
that we were dealing

with a friendly intelligence.

The second message turned out
to be a new sequence of DNA

with a rather
friendly instructions

on how to combine it with ours.

Here's some technical data
on the whole operation.

You can get feedback on
it from Dr. Baker here.

Basically, the new
combined DNA sequence

was injected into 100 human ova.

We got seven to divide.

Four petered out.

Two were stored
in liquid nitrogen.

And we allowed one to grow.

That's its code name there, Sil.

That's after two hours.

One day.

Two days.

My God!

Its growth is amazing.

FITCH: It's a week.

- It's a girl.
- Yes, I...

We decided to make it female

so that it would be more
docile and controllable.

PRESS: More docile
and controllable, huh?

Well, I guess you guys
don't get out much.

That's her one month
after she was born.

So you kept her caged in there?

We decided it would be safer
to keep her in isolation.

She didn't like being
locked up like that.

She didn't like
being alone like that.

Didn't she?

She's hiding something,
something inside.

You're right, Dan.

This is three months
after she was born

and you watch carefully.

(sonic twittering)

What the hell was that?

Back the tape up.

Watch her eyes.

Rapid eye movement,
she's dreaming.

(sonic twittering)

She's having
horrible nightmares.

It's some kind of
anxiety reaction.

Got me a little anxious.

Well, it made the research
team a little anxious, too,

so, the decision was made
to terminate the experiment

to run more research so
that we could determine

what we were dealing with.

You were going to gas her?

That was the decision.

DAN:
It makes you feel mad.

It makes you feel mad you
had to kill her, doesn't it?

I don't know.

Wow.

Yes.

Yesterday morning,
the body of a transient

was found in a boxcar in a
sighting near Salt Lake City.

Preliminary DNA tests conclude

he was killed by
our creation, by our Sil.

Have you found any other bodies?

- No, we haven't, not yet.
- DAN: You will.

She's a predator.

Her eyes are in front.

Her eyes are in front
so she can judge

the distance to her prey.

That's right.

Where'd you learn
that fact, Dan?

I saw it on a documentary
on the Discovery Channel.

I caught that show myself.

- FITCH: Mr. Lennox.
- Yeah.

As the, um, well, the
non-scientist amongst us,

are you at all clear
about what's going on here?

Oh, I think so.

You created a monster

from some kind of formula
you got from outer space.

The damn thing got away,

and now you want us to
hunt it down and kill it.

Now, is that pretty close?

I guess.

LAURA: Wait a minute,
you don't want us

to capture her alive so
that we can study her?

Laura, I think
this is strictly a

search-and-destroy operation.

Nobody ever asked me to find
anything they didn't want dead.

I'm sorry for you.

Yeah, well, thank you, Dan.

I'm sorry for her.

MAN ON P.A.:
Ladies and gentlemen,

may I have
your attention, please?

Welcome to
Los Angeles, California.

This is the terminal
stop for the Desert Star.

All passengers,
please disembark.

(fast beat thumping music)

(chattering, crying)

(fast beat thumping music)

(helicopter whirring)

Something bad happened here.

Oh, shit, crushed her larynx.

She was afraid.

She's scared, she's frightened.

ARDEN: Hungry, too,
by the looks of it,

she's been eating like a horse.

Well, our girl is
definitely not on a diet.

She must be storing up
calories for something.

Any ideas?

Oh, my.'

Well, that's a...

That looks like some
sort of (clears throat)

chrysalis, some kind of cocoon.

What are we looking for,
a giant moth?

If that is a cocoon,
she'll be fully grown now.

Fully grown.

Well, maybe that's how
she got by our people.

They were looking for a child.

She is a child.

It stinks in here.

I'm going outside.

Get the conductor's ID
and credit card numbers

on your computer.

There's no sign of them
on the train.

Let's assume she
took them with her.

I'll see to that.

She kills if she
feels threatened.

And she has no remorse about it.

None.

Of course, Los Angeles
is perfect for her.

It's a city of the future.

Anything goes.

Totally mobile population.
Everyone's a stranger.

Very little in this town
is taboo or unacceptable.

Whatever she does, no
one's going to notice.

Yeah, well, whatever, so...

Los Angeles is where the
battle is gonna be fought,

and won.

(music playing)

SALESWOMAN:
You look very pretty.

Do you have a hundred?

Here we are.

You ought to be more
careful with your money.

Not everybody's as honest as me.

Are you foreign?

Do you speak English?

Yes.

Here, you keep this.

Here, let me take this.

Be careful here.

Yes.

(tires screeching)

Watch your step.

Our laboratory, Visitor
Base One is being moved

two blocks from here to some
empty virus research labs

at the university.

They're moving our equipment
as we speak.

It'll be operational
by eight o'clock.

Check into your rooms.

Everyone out front
in 15 minutes.

We'll go on over.

What exactly are we gonna
do when we go on over?

Process the evidence we
collected on the train.

Couldn't we try
growing this creature

with just its own DNA?

We make up a version without
including ours this time

so we can investigate
its vulnerabilities?

That'd be good.

Then I could know how it feels.

ARDEN:
It makes sense.

This human life form
could be a mask.

If we could see it
without the camouflage--

You're right, you're
right, you're right.

Then at least we'd know
what we were dealing with.

(suspenseful music)

(screeching, honking)

A couple of bozos just ran out.

I got a customer, call you back.

Yes, young lady, can I help you?

I want a room.

$62, including tax.

That should just about cover
the honeymoon suite.

(crashing)

Hi, come here often?

What's your sign?

Tired of brunette?

Change.

Change the color of your hair.

Color-Tress.

Okay, I've just increased
the magnification.

When I pierce the cell, the
foreign DNA will be introduced.

(popping)
Shit!

The camera's just gone down.
Um...

EXCUSE me.

Do you have a
replacement camera?

We have a standby camera

but it will take some time
for the technician

to come by and replace it.

Oh, no, this happens
in my lab all the time.

It's a simple operation
to replace it.

Are you saying you can do it?

Well, yeah, sure I can.

I just need somebody
to give me a hand.

Well, I don't want
technicians in there.

This is classified.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

- Man of action, I like that.
- That's me.

Can you get that one for me?

Give me the camera.

(low suspenseful music)

Something's, something's wrong.

Christ, it's started already.

It's started already,
get the top back on.

What?

Laura, Press,
get the top back on.

Here you go.

She must have
penetrated the cell

when the camera went down.

(clattering)

- PRESS: Shit.
- LAURA: What was that?

He dropped the bolt.

Find the bolt.
Get the top back on.

I'm looking, Fitch.

Can they hear me in there?

Laura, Press,
get the top back on,

then I'm gonna let you
out of the room.

LAURA: Where'd it go?

PRESS: I think it fell
through the grate.

FITCH:
Can you lift up the grate?

PRESS:
It's not gonna move.

LAURA:
This isn't going anywhere.

PRESS: No, I can't get it.

Press, you gotta get the bolt
out from under the grate!

PRESS: I can't get to it.

The floor's welded down.

LAURA: Oh, my God.

Press, oh, my God, I've never
seen anything like this.

PRESS: Holy shit.

I can't let them
out of the room.

LAURA: Press, look.

PRESS: Come on.

Fitch, let us out of here!

Open the goddamn door!

Can't let you out

-until I know what's in there.
- LAURA: Open the door now!

- You gotta let them out.
- I can't do that.

- PRESS: Open up the fucking door!
- LAURA: Let us out!

Tell me it's gonna stop growing, Dan.
Tell me it's gonna stop growing.

It's not, let them out!

(banging)

PRESS:
Open up the door!

- Press, Press.
-(hissing)

PRESS:
What the fuck is that?

Laura, get to the other door!

Let her out, Fitch!

- I can't let her out, Press.
- PRESS: Let her out!

- I can't do that.
- PRESS: You motherfucker!

You fool, would you
let her out!

ARDEN: You've gotta
let them out, Fitch!

- PRESS: I can't hold it in!
- Get out of the way!

I'm gonna burn it!
Get out of the way!

(blasting)
(screaming)

PRESS:
What is this thing?

Guys, it's grown in two minutes.

I'll have to burn
the whole room.

I have to,
I have to burn the whole room.

You got less than two minutes
to kill the thing.

Disconnect the gas line
in the isolation box.

Use it as a flamethrower.

(bursting)

(clamoring)

PRESS:
Laura, watch out!

Where did it go?

LAURA:
It's in the pipe.

- Open the door!
- Shut up, Dan!

(electricity crackling)

VOICE:
One minute remaining.

PRESS:
Laura, it stopped moving.

I think I killed it.

It's dead, open the door.

It's dead, Fitch, let them out.

Oh, God, it's not dead.

LAURA:
What are we gonna do?

VOICE:
30 seconds remaining.

PRESS:
There's not much time.

- We gotta get out of here.
- Open the door!

You gotta let them out.

I can't do that,
it might escape.

- I have to follow protocol.
- What protocol?

The protocols by which
we're running these experiments.

You didn't tell them
that before they went in there.

- Fitch, let them out.
- VOICE: 12, 11, 10.

- Fitch, let them out!
- I have to follow protocol.

Let them out, Fitch!

Go, get out of there!

VOICE:
Three, two, one.

I hope you realize that
I had no choice.

Yeah, sure.

The protocol is to burn
the room in two minutes

if anything went wrong.

(T.V. playing in background)

Where's a good place
to find a man?

Well, there's plenty of guys
at the Id around the corner.

It's a club.

You won't have any trouble
meeting somebody there.

Thank you.

You can't miss it, just
look for the long line.

Oh, hey, I need your credit card

for room incidentals,
long distance calls,

damage to the room
and so forth.

Credit card?

Zip zap?

Plastic, American
Express, Visa, MasterCard?

There you go.

Thanks, all right.

Angel.

Oh, hey, wait a minute,
hey,hey.

You don't want this falling
into the wrong hands.

No.

ANNOUNCER:
Here's Justin Crawl,

holes it in,
hit shot comes through

-and it's covered by the--
-(phone rings)

Yeah?

The conductor's
stolen credit card

has turned up at a
motel in Hollywood.

The Van's out front, let's go.

(tires screeching)

You two.

Enjoy yourselves.

You, legs, you're in, go on.

(upbeat party music)

Hey, hey, where are you from?

- I'm foreign.
- You're what?

- I'm foreign.
- Foreign, really?

Oh, ho, easy, easy.

I've got a party to go
to and no one to take me.

I'll take you.

- WOMAN: You will?
- MAN: Yeah.

Okay, I'm going to go to
the little girls' room.

You wait right here.

I'll be right back.

MAN:
I'll be right here.

Whatever it takes, right?

Hey, all's fair in love and war.

(chuckling)

(crashing)
(yelping)

(screaming)
(upbeat party music)

PRESS:
Can't see much on that.

Get this tape back
to the lab, enhance it.

Let's see if we can get
a better look at her.

She looks nice.

Do you have any idea
where she went?

I'll find her.

CLERK: She wanted to know
where she could meet a man.

I sort of mentioned,
suggested a club called the Id

around the corner.

Get the tape.

(upbeat party music)

I've got a party to go
to and no one to take me.

Where is this party?

I don't know.

(screaming)

(helicopter whirring)
(tires screeching)

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
you can't park there.

Back that out.

No, you can't go in there.

Hey, hey, hey,
what's going on here?

(door banging open)

(car engine starting)

WOMAN: There's a murderer
in the club!

Nobody leaves the club,
and I mean, nobody!

(helicopter whirring)

There's always some
action in this part of town.

(music playing in car)

PRESS:
Blue-eyed blonde.

Black leggings, pink sweater,
five-foot, 10 inches tall.

Who'd she leave with?

Blue eyed blonde leaves with a guy,
it's hardly news around here.

Just name the top attractions,
the regulars, no losers.

You should assume
he's socially adept.

He'll be helping her out--

We're looking for a friendly
guy, not a total asshole.

BOUNCER:
I'm thinking, I'm thinking.

Robbie left with a blonde.

DAN: That's him.

That's him.

Come on, let me show
you the rest of the house.

Oh, I'm still sweaty
from that place.

It's so crowded.

Like it?

Yes.

I feel like a shower.

You want one?

Tell you what.

I'm gonna take one.

You wanna get in
and take one later?

No problem.

Take off your clothes.

I want to see you.

Very nice.

Can you drive me back?

What are you talking about?

You knew what we came here for.

I've changed my mind.

All right, you said no.

It's duly noted.

- Come here.
- I said I wanna go.

Too late, babe.
You're not leaving.

I said you're not leaving.

- All right.
- That's better.

(mellow suspenseful music)

(muffled grunting)

(bursting)

(showering)

(soft suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

What's happening?

Kills a girl at the club,
comes home with this guy

and kills him.

Well, I'd say she fits
the classic definition

of a psychopath.

She's got nothing
to inhibit her.

No moral sense,
no social structure.

She wasn't exactly
smothered with a mother's love

or taught good manners,
you know what I mean?

FITCH:
I asked what was happening.

He did something to her,
she was angry.

She'll kill if she
feels threatened.

She'll kill anyone
that gets in her way.

Gets in her way of what?

LAURA:
Her life cycle.

I think she's trying to mate.

Reproduce.

Okay-

So why did she kill
the girl at the club?

Sexual competition.

She's pretty hard
on the competition.

And now she's managed to mate.

It doesn't look like a
successful mating to me.

He's still got his pants on.

She's frustrated.

Who isn't?

What is her problem?
He was here, she was here.

LAURA: All right,
maybe she rejected him.

She probably has some
special kind of senses.

Rats can sense diseased
or genetic damage

in their potential mates,

so we can test his body for
any hereditary diseases,

any defects that would have
made him a loser, essentially.

Needles.

Maybe he was some kind
of a doper, or diabetic.

Yeah, well, either way
would make him unacceptable.

Excuse me.

All right.

Insulin, diabetic,
there you have it.

She could have just walked out.
Why did she have to kill him?

Well, I guess he pissed her off.

Some men don't like
to be rejected.

They get insistent.

Put an APB out
on this guy's car.

PRESS:
It's already happened.

We'll go back to the motel.

I wanna check it out thoroughly.

More docile and
controllable, huh, Fitch?

What do you think, Dan?

What do I think?

I think she'd wanna
be alone right now.

I don't think she's gonna
wanna come here

with all these cars
lined up out front.

Well, you are assuming

that she could
find her way back here.

- DAN: She could.
- What is it?

Maybe menstrual blood.

If she's menstruating,
she's definitely

capable of reproduction.

Yes, I know.

(loud ominous music)

(panting)

(car engine starting)

(music playing on radio)

(car sputtering, dies)

(boy whistling)

(tires screeching)

(crashing)
(glass shattering)

(tires screeching)

Oh, Jesus.
Excuse me.

MAN: Call a paramedic.
Anybody got a phone?

MAN ON RADIO: If your
homeward commute takes you

westbound on the
Santa Monica 10 freeway,

expect delays of up to one hour.

The homeward drive is
going to be slow

for people who are
heading to Malibu, PCH is--

(beeping)

FITCH: The video enhancement
is not all that great.

ARDEN:
How old do you think she is?

20, 23?

Her reproductive system
should be fully developed.

Her biological clock
must be in hyperdrive.

She wants to have a baby.

ARDEN: Well, if she manages
to have a child,

our problems have just started.

If her offspring's male

and it develops at the same
accelerated rate as Sil,

it could be capable
of reproduction

in less than six months.

God knows how many females
it could impregnate.

Fitch.

You see, when a predatory
species is introduced

into a closed ecological system,

the extinction of the weaker
species is inevitable.

They found the
murdered guy's BMW.

It ran out of gas
in Santa Monica.

And what is her name?

I don't know her name.

So who are you?

You know, she didn't have
any ID on her

so I just thought I'd come
by to make sure she was okay.

NURSE: Do you think
she's got insurance?

I don't know.

Here, just put it on my credit
card for the time being.

And you don't know her name.

Guys like you are hard to find.

Get a lab workup on that, stat.

Arrange to get her up to X-ray.
I want an X-ray on this.

It looks like a
scapula fracture.

DOCTOR: Your shoulder...

What's going on here?

Doctor, we need you immediately.

A child burn victim
just came in.

What is going on here?

- Doctor, please.
- Jesus Christ!

Did you see her shoulder?

Doctor, please,
we need you immediately.

(suspenseful music)

You're okay.

I'm okay.

Well, I was sure
you were seriously injured.

I'm okay.

You are, it's a miracle.

Can we go?

Did the doctor say you could go?

Yes.

Yeah, we'll look at it,
we'll send somebody over there.

Thanks a lot.

A report's come in.

Doctor over at Parkbay Hospital
called in with some weird story.

We should check it out.
It's only a couple of miles from here.

Laura, Press,
take a car, check it out.

- Parkbay Hospital?
- Yeah, Parkbay.

She walked.

She walked.

She walked that way,
not too long ago.

Got some fruit and cheese here.

What is that?

What, do you mean the hot tub?

A hot tub.

I love this place.

It's away from the
traffic and the business

and all the people.

Sometimes it feels like
you're not in L.A. anymore.

Here.

We'll immortalize the moment.

(beeping)

Look at the camera.

(camera clicks)

(gasping)

DOCTOR: This girl literally
reformed her bone structure.

It's her.

Who checked her in?

I don't know, let's find out.

She had no insurance,
so this guy

put it on his own credit card.

Here's the file.

John F. Carey.

You haven't got a driver's
license, home address,

Social Security number,
anything like that?

NURSE: No, sir.

I only got an imprint
of his credit card.

That's the only
information I have.

Can you give us a printout
of whatever you've got?

No problem.

Some candy?

(keyboard keys clicking)

All right, it's an address
in the Palisades

and he's got a phone number.

Tell Fitch where we're headed,

and try to get John Carey
on the line.

(tires screeching)

-(opera music)
-(hot tub water gurgling)

(phone ringing)

I better get the phone.

I've got his machine.
Should I leave a message?

Yeah.

Tell him he's about to copulate
with a creature from outer space.

(laughing)

- Copulate, huh?
- Yeah.

- I like you.
- I know.

It's not too soon
for us to be together.

No, it's not too soon.

You don't need these.

Hey, hey, that's a little fast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

(laughing)

What's the matter?

Take it easy.

Just relax.

There's plenty of time.

(door knob clicking)

What is it?

Oh, no, I think
someone's at the door.

Don't go.

Please, I want a baby.

What? Excuse me?

(gulping)
(Splashing)

Let's go around the side.

(hissing)

-(gasping)
-(growling)

(grunting)

(mouthing)
Outside.

(gasps)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(muted growling)

_(squeaking)
-(screaming)

What happened?

A squirrel, it was
a fucking squirrel.

She was here.

Yeah, she was.

I wanna make sure
she's not still here.

(helicopter whirring)

(low growling)

ARDEN:
Perhaps we should check the body

for any evidence that
they've had sex.

DAN: I used to be scared
at the sight of blood.

Now I guess
I'm getting used to it.

Oh, yes.

(car alarm chirps)

(car door shuts)

- Hey!
- You gotta help me, please.

Oh, my God, what's the matter?

We found this
in the living room.

She liked him.

Well, not enough.

Can't see any more on that than
we did on the video monitor.

FITCH: He didn't get a very good
picture of her, did he?

Criminologist says
there's no evidence

of semen in the hot tub water.

Oh, maybe she took it with.

So she probably hasn't
managed to mate.

We-- we interrupted her.

Yes, I think we did.

Give me something I can use.

What have you come
up with lately, Fitch?

She's not scared of us.

That's for sure.

We're all beat.

We'll go back to the hotel,
get some rest.

Tomorrow night, we'll
go back to the club.

- Stake it out.
- SIL: Stake it out.

Ah, she's not stupid.

She's not gonna repeat herself.

There's no point
in going back there.

It provided such
a poor specimen.

I'm not so sure.

Look, she's been
in the city two days.

It's what she knows.

And I'd rather try the
club than sit around

the command center reminiscing
about how close we got.

She would make one
excellent biological weapon.

If someone out there thought

we were some kind
of galactic weed

that was going to spread
through the universe.

So what you're saying is that

she's the cure
and we're the disease.

That's well said.
(chuckling)

Baker, Laura.

1735 Meander Drive,
Simi Valley, California.

That's you, right?

Last time I checked.

What do you do for kicks
out there in Simi Valley?

Oh, pine for guys like you.

That's what I thought.
(laughing)

So, anyone hungry?

No, thanks, I'm beat.

I'm just gonna try
to get some sleep.

Good night.

Yeah, night.

I'll have something
to eat with you.

Thanks,Dan.

(ominous music)

(electricity crackling)

(gasping)

(whimpering)

Do you ever have nightmares?

Yes.

Please untie my hands.

I wouldn't hurt you, please.

I have them.

I think they tell me who I am.

Why are you doing this to me?

I don't know why I'm here.

I don't know who I am,
who sent me.

- Do you?
- No.

- Why do you think you're here?
- I don't know.

Please let me go,
please, please let me go.

I wouldn't hurt you.

I promise.

- I wouldn't hurt you.
- Yes, you would.

You just don't know it yet.

No, I wouldn't.

Please.
(sobbing)

My hands are hurting me.

Thank you.
Thank you.

(whimpering)

Oh. my God!

"(Sobbing)
'(clinks)

No, stop.
(sobbing)

Oh, my God.

No!

No!
(screams)

(pensive orchestral music)

(birds chirping)

(tires screeching)

(splashing)

(upbeat party music)

DAN: Laura and Press,
they like each other.

They just don't like to show
how they feel, you know?

What?

Laura and Press,
they like each other.

ARDEN:
Yeah, whatever you say, Dan.

Look, it's really smoky in here.

I'm gonna go outside,
get a bit of air.

Think I'll lie down in the
back of the van, have a rest.

This is a complete
waste of time.

You get a feeling you're
on a wild goose chase.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

(suspenseful music)

"(yells)

BUM: Get out of here.
This is our trashcan.

It's you.

Hey!

She's here!

Hey!

(car engine starting)

- Dan, is that her?
- Yeah, here.

(crashing)

FITCH: Get in the van!

(crashing)

FITCH:
Everybody get in the van!

(tires screeching)

(crashing)

They're heading into the hills.

We'll need the helicopters.

(helicopters whirring)

(tires screeching)

Yeah, we're going up,
uh, Nichols Canyon.

One of you try to
block her at Mulholland.

(helicopters whirring)

(tires screeching)

-(splashing)
-(whimpering)

LAURA: Watch it!

(woman whimpering)

(screaming)

(explosion)

Oh, my God!

(helicopters whirring)

(missiles firing)

(explosions)

-(horns honking)
-(sirens blaring)

We blocked the road
in both directions.

The press is going apeshit.
We gotta tell them something.

Well, you tell them
what you want,

you just don't
tell them the truth.

I don't buy her showing
up at the club like that.

It's too damn convenient.

Well, seeing is believing, or
don't you trust your own eyes?

Get back.

Get all these people back.

Fitch, Fitch,
it doesn't feel right.

Sir!

We found what looks like
a severed thumb

in the pocket of one of the
doors that got ripped off.

Let me see that.

She may have caught it in
the door trying to get out.

We'll get it over to the lab.

If it's hers, it'll check out.

It'll be genetically
identifiable.

It's all over, everyone.

Tomorrow, you can go back
to your lives.

Congratulations on a
job well done.

Just like that, huh, Fitch?

I don't think so.

(phone ringing)

[Woman's voice recording]
Hi, Sharp boys.

Leave me a message, okay?

And Frank, I'm going to dinner.

Where are we meeting?

Bye, sweetie.

Waiter.

Well, I guess we won.

We won, science lost.

I didn't think
we'd get her this way.

Not that easy.

You sound like
you're going to miss her.

PRESS:
Yeah, well, I guess I will.

I think I respected her.

Look, I know this has been
a hellish job, you know,

but I've-- I've really enjoyed
working with you three.

And seeing as Uncle Sam
is buying the drinks,

why don't we have another round?
Hmm?

Waiter!

I don't, I don't drink, Arden.

Don't worry, Dan,
tonight you will.

You wanna dance?

Who, me?

Yeah, you.

- All right.
-(laughs) Okay.

♫ If you don't know me by now

♫ If you don't know me by now

♫ You will never never
never know me

♫ You'll never know

I know you don't have a family.

So do you have a girlfriend
in New York?

I guess I've had a few,

but they don't
hang around very long.

I guess I keep too many secrets.

You wanna share one with me?

- Right now?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I know what you do,
and it doesn't scare me.

- Really?
- No.

Well, it does most people.

I wouldn't wanna never
see you again.

- Hey!
-(glasses clattering)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I thought you were
somebody else.

I'm sorry.

You Okay?

I thought it was her,
I thought it was Sil.

I saw the blonde hair.

LAURA:
She's dead, Press.

The tests on the thumb
proved it was her.

Yeah, well, you got your
test and I got my gut.

And I just don't buy it.

Well, you wanna know
what I think?

I think as long as you
feel that she's out there,

you got a mission.

And maybe you don't
want this job to be over.

Uh-huh.
Well, maybe not.

So what?

Thanks for the dance.

Good night.

What do you call this?

It's called a
Long Island Iced Tea.

It's got tea in it?

Nope.

(laughing)

Smells nice, can I try some?

Help yourself.

Does it work on your boyfriend?

Yeah, as a repellent.

I don't know.

I think he's in remarkably
good shape for a man his age.

One Long Island Iced Tea.

I like these cup--
these cups of tea.

(chuckling)

What?

That's great.

What?
What?

(chuckling)

I like these cups of tea, man.

You guys, I'm tired.

I'm gonna go to bed.

So?

She's going to bed.

I guess.

She still

wants to see you, though.

Maybe I'll go find out
if you're right about that.

(suspenseful music)

I'd hate to be in one of these things
during an earthquake.

Yeah.

What floor do you want?

10, please.

I like your perfume.

You do?

Thank you.

Excuse me, I get out here.

Good night.

(knocking)

Yes!

- Hi.
- Hi.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

Did you want something?

Maybe.

Maybe?

(thuds)

(laughing)

(thud)
(laughing)

(keys clinking)

(knocking)
Housekeeping.

Dan.

Dan.

Those two over there.

Bet they like
unusual men like us.

DAN:
Women think I'm strange.

I don't feel well.

Don't be silly.

Just go over there
and talk to 'em.

I have to go.

And I think you should
leave with me, okay?

I'm gonna stay
for a while, actually.

Okay-

I'll see you tomorrow.

(knocking)
Housekeeping.

(suspenseful music)

(muffled laughing)

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I couldn't help noticing
sitting over there,

you know, I was wondering
what two very intelligent,

glamorous-looking women
were doing without dates.

My name's Stephen Arden,
by the way.

I teach Comparative
Anthropology at Harvard.

- I lived in Boston once.
- Yeah?

For a year.

Froze my butt off.

I like it cold in Boston.

This is Bill and Tony.

I forget your name.

Nice socks.

(laughing)

Stand up.

Whoo!

(electricity crackling)

(electricity crackling)

(pensive orchestral music)

How'd you get in here?

- I stole the key.
- What?

I saw you downstairs, but you
were with all those people.

So I thought I'd
come up and wait.

Well...

This kind of thing doesn't
usually happen to me.

- I just want to be with you.
- Huh?

Oh, yes.

(chuckling)

(thud)

What about protection?

(electricity crackling)

(moaning, panting)

(electricity crackling)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(electricity crackling)

She's here, she's here.

(electricity crackling)

(knocking)

- Press?
- Hmm?

Someone's at the door.

(knocking)

Who's there?

Press, Laura.

It's Dan, I gotta talk to you.

Oh Christ, what does he want?

What's the problem, Dan?

I just got this
terrible feeling.

I just get this strange thought,

you know,
this image of Sil with Arden.

Sil's next door to Arden, Press.

No, no, no, no.
She's dead, Dan.

You don't understand.
I got a little upset,

so I went to his room
and there's somebody

in his room with him.

Did you knock on the door?

I knocked on the door, but I don't know
what she'll do to him, you know.

All I know is they're
making a lot of noise.

They're having sex.

And I know it's Sil, Press.

I know it's Sil, I know it!

Okay, I believe you.

I'm gonna get dressed.

(electricity crackling)

(moaning)

Oh, my God.

Well, I enjoyed that immensely.

I felt it.

What?

It's started.

What's started?

Life.

(chuckling)
Oh, my darling girl.

I know in some cultures,
women believe

they know the exact
moment of conception.

- But really (chuckles).
- Don't you believe me?

Feel.

Holy shit.

-(screaming)
-(growling)

I hope you're right
about this, Dan.

(banging)
(shattering)

(gunfire)

She's headed for the basement.

Take the stairs.

Laura, come with me.

Come on!

If she's pregnant,
we gotta get to her

before she gives birth.

God, we don't know what
we're dealing with here.

She could have a dozen babies.

She could lay 1,000 eggs.

Oh, God.

Did you see Arden?

Yeah, I did, that poor bastard.

They can make it,
we have a trap.

The fire doors can only
be opened from the inside

of the bottom exit.

Then what?

- Holy shit.
- Oh, my God.

The bitch went right
through a steel door.

Fitch, Dan, we're in the garage!

She got past us!

(gunfire)
(glass shattering)

You saw her?

She was gone before we got here.

Here.

You saw her?

Look at the door.

- Which way did she go?
- I don't know.

Where's Press?

He took off down that tunnel.

(screaming in distance)

She kills if she
feels threatened.

She kills if she
feels threatened.

(loud clatter)

She must have come through here.

(ominous music)

PRESS: She went down here,
there's no other way.

Yeah, she's down there.

Let's go.

Stand back, I'll clear it out.

(flames roaring)

Which way do you think
she went, Dan?

- I don't know.
- What?

I'm not sure.
She's here.

Think about it,
for Christ's sake.

You're supposed to have
some extrasensory powers

that can tell us all
which way did she go.

Which way did she go, Dan?

Which way did she go?

- I don't know, I don't know.
- Where did she go?

She went that way.

- You think?
- That's good enough for me.

You think she went that way?

You don't fucking know, do you?
You don't fucking know.

I'm going this way.
You come with me.

Come with me, Dan!

Fitch.

I think she went this way.

(water gurgling)

Dan?

Dan?

(water gurgling)

(water gurgling)

-(bursting)
-(yelping)

Fitch, Fitch!

Dan?

What happened?

(gasping)

I can feel her.

She's that way.

She's that way.

I never thought I'd
want to kill something.

Never thought I'd want
to kill something.

(low growling)

(suspenseful music)

Hey.

It's this way.

It's back here.

-(screaming)
-(splashing)

Hey, she went in here.

This must have opened
up during the earthquake.

Okay, stand back.

(fire roaring)

(growling)

(growling)

(growling)

(fire roaring)

(shrill crying)

(fire roaring)

PRESS: Wow!

LAURA: Is that oil?

PRESS: Looks like it.

I'm gonna go on
back through there

and see if I can flush her out.

If she comes back through
here, let her have it.

LAURA:
Dan,Dan!

LAURA: (whispering)
Dan, what is it?

(whispering) I don't know.
I don't know.

(baby cooing)

(rat squeaking)

Dan.

(grunting)

Okay-

It's okay.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

You come here.

What?
Come on, I got you.

(yelping)
(thud)

Press,
something's happened to Dan!

You Okay?

(splashing)

Shit!

Dan?

Dan?

I'm stuck!

Press!

I need your help, I'm stuck!

(growling)

(flames roaring)

(yelping)

(growling)

Press!

Dan, you've got to hang on.

Press!

Dan, hang on.

-(growling)
-(grunting)

(coughing)

Press!

(grunting)

(grunting)
(knife clanking)

- Shit!
-(hissing)

LAURA:
Dan, hang on!

(growling)
(firing)

(screaming)

Hang on, Dan.

Hang on.

Laura, you okay?

I got you.

I got you, Dan, hang on.

Oh, shit.

(roaring)

(screaming)

PRESS: Hang on!

Hang on, Dan!

LAURA:
Get rid of her, Press!

Duck your head!

Let go, you motherfucker.

(grenade firing)

I got you, hold on, I got you.

Oh, shit.

(splashing)

I thought I was dead.

I thought you'd drank your last

Long Island Iced Tea there, Dan.

LAURA:
Yeah, I thought we all had.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

My pants are a little messed up.

But I'm okay.

LAURA: She was half us,
half something else.

I wonder which was
the predatory half.

The dead half.

Let's get the hell out of here.

(somber orchestral music)

(sighing)

I never thought I'd be so happy
to be back in a sewer.

(squeaking)

(suspenseful music)

(somber orchestral music)