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The year is 1955 and the 2nd
Hundred year war rages on.

The British legions have been locked
in battle with the Prussian war machine

only to create bittle stalemate
which is lasted for decades.

Deep in the Arctic circle
and far from the front line

a remote British
outpost intercepts enemy

transmissions and works
on forbidden science

to help win a war.

This is the story about Outpost eleven
and its crew.

Long live the King.

Outpost 11

Blasted spaggers.

How many more times i have to tell you to
stand up straight

and keep your arms like this?

Discipline is the only thing that
separates us from the animals.

I think we have a problem, sir.

Well, what is it then?

Well, that shouldn't be flashing.

Shouldn't be flashing at all.
Unless we are under attack.

It just came on, five minutes ago, sir.

The siren should be going as well.

Its all part of interpost relay.

You haven't heard any artillery
or sky comings, have you?

No, sir, nothing. It's all quiet.

Must be the faulty circuit.

You haven't been touching anything
you shouldn't have, again?

No, sir. I've been just
passing transmissions.

Where is Mason?

He went out to the white,
to hunt like he always does.

He spends to much time if you ask me

He should be here, comanding his post.
Is not as we have much to do here.

It's not as we have much to do here, sir!

Sorry, sir.

We are soldiers in the British army and
we have a duty to our King and country.

You should be grateful not to be
stationed on the southern front.

I hear thousand people die per minute in
the battle for east Antarctica.

Yes, sir.

Make yourself useful, go on check
the Omega engine levels.

But sir, that wouldn't affect
what that light was on on.

That's an order, private. Get on with it.

It's only me.

A man can not call him
self a man, unless...

Why do you always do this? Its me.

It's protocol, sir.

A man can not call himself a man,
unless he is been outside of box.

Inside of box is reality,
outside is insanity.

You need to stop to be so serious Graham.
We are in the middle of the Arctic circle.

I'm just doing what i
was trained to do, sir.

You know, stranges thing has happened
to me out there. -What was that, sir?

I think someones put a
bomb inside of wild hare.

Sounds like a Prussian plot to try to kill
us, sir. -Yeah, well it almost worked.

Why would you go so all that trouble
if you are so far of any enemy base?

They must be getting desperate, sir.
They must know they are losing.

A cowardly move, if you ask me, sir.

I think it a bit more complex then that.

Anyway, anything happened while
i was out, corporal?

Well, yes, there was actually.

Please dont tell me you want to reprimand
Albert again for insubordination.

No, sir. There was an electical
fault in warning light.

But it seems it stopped now.
-Warning light? -Yes, sir.

It was just flashing,
but the siren wasn't sounding.

I better go on check it out, just in case.
Very good, sir.

Where is Albert?

I ordered him to check
Hymogen engine levels.

Jesus, Graham...

Huh...

I am sorry about Graham,
he knows you don't like it in here.

It just get claustrophobic sir,
hard to breathe sometimes.

What's with the "sir"?
You know how to call me, Mason.

It's arctic hare for supper tonight and
if you cook it half as well as last time

we are in for a real threat.
Ill do my best.

Good boy.

Why don't you go make a start on it now?
Thank you, sir.

Find anything unusual?
No, sir.

Mason is taking a closer look.
I've been ordered to start dinner.

Very good. Carry on.

Why are you so unkind to Albert, hm?

Is it because he is lower rank than you,
or just that you dont like him?

Permission to speak freely, sir?
Of course, it'a adult time now.

He is just so weak. I've never seen
such pathetic excuse for a soldier before.

He just makes my head
really burn with rich.

But he isn't a soldier. One not by choice
anyway. The draft gets all of us, sir.

It's not excuse. Albert is a disgrace to
the uniform and must be reminded of it.

I just not think that's
the point. He is a boy.

I've asked you before
to take it easy on him

Now, i am telling you. That's an order.

Yes, sir.

I do prefer the black,
but needs must when demon

vomits to your face and
tell you its snowing.

Hear, hear.

Wake up, Albert. What did you see?

Tell me what did you saw?

I think i saw God, and he was a machine.

God is dead.

We killed him.

A, J, K, F, 4, 5, Z, M, J, 8,
6, I, L, N, M, 3, H

Use code sheet 3 and 8 is your variable.

I know this is against protocol, but...
-Message ends.

What the hell is it this time?
Sir, we have recieved a communication.

Look at you man. You are a disgrace.
Suit yourself out.

We have recieved a communication, sir.

Gosh, it was a while since the last one.
-Yes, sir.

I was begining to think
we have lost the war.

Have you no respect for your
King and country, private?

Sorry, sir. God save the King.
-Yes, long live the King.

And damn you tasteless human. If it was up
to me i'll have you whipped for insolence.

What's wrong with the issued notebook?

It was over fast, sir. I had to use
whatever was in front of me.

I suppose that's what you would
called using your own initiative.

You should be prepared to take
messages all the time. It is your job.

Sir, i know. It just doesn't
happen that often though.

The soldier is always
alert and ready for action.

You've been here for two years.
Will you ever get it?

I try my best, sir.
-Try a bit harder then, will ya?

No wonder they sent you out here.
You are disgrace to a British army.

What's on the tape, sir?

I dont know, but it will be
important if its in the safe.

Well?

Shouldn't you be intercepting
enemy transmissions?

Yes, sir.

No hare today, gentleman.

We have received a coded message, sir.

Well, did you decoded it yet?

No, i just started it now.

You know what this means?
We could be going home.

Now, bloody time soon.
-I hope my next post is a bit warmer.

Yeah, warmer.

Don't you stand there man. Let's crack on.

"God has forsaken us
abandon all hope"

"God is with us
await further instructions"

Parasites.

You rang? -Yes, sir. Message is decoded
but, i'm afraid its all about cryptic.

Well, go on. -Message reads: "God is
with us, await further instructions"

Is that all? -Yes, sir.

Oh, damn fools and their superstitions.

I think they just trying to let
us know everything is alright.

I think it sounds rather positive. -Well,
I doubt it was ever gonna be negative.

It's just propaganda, to keep us working.

Five years in this dreadful
hole. Doing the dirty

work for a government
I didn't even vote for.

We all have to do our time, sir.
It's our duty to the King.

You have no idea what's
going on here, do you?

You ever thought why you
love this job so much?

It's all I known man and boy.
-Exactly. Remind me

What did you do before the War?
-I was at...

I think...
-All you know is war.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.
I apologise.

You are right, Graham.
I am the King's loyal servant.

Long live the King.
-Yes, long live the King.

Long live the King!

Thank you for bringing
this to my attention.

I don't know why he lied about it.
-Because this post is all he has.

But surely he is just in denail.
-Graham isn't normal, Albert.

He is true soldier from the Old war.

How many of them left and only
certainly can't ever go home.

I don't understand... -Oh...
It doesn't matter now, Albert.

We have to find out what this
message means. We must contact HQ.

Are you ok, sir?
-Yeah, it's just my head.

I've had a few headaches last couple
of nights. Lack of sleep, I think.

Do you think we lost the war?

I don't know.

But, i'm sure i've seen
this message before.

It could be code.

But Graham is in charge of all the
codes and he has the keys of the safe.

Yeah. He does.

Sleep well?
-Not a wink, sir.

Not to worry. For all goes to much
I can fill in for an hour or two.

Thank you, sir.

Sleep well. -Thank you, sir.

Graham, one last thing.
Could you leave me the keys, please?

Time to file my report.

No need, sir. Just call me when
you are ready

and i will come open it for you.
No problem.

I think i'll take them anyway.
I wouldn't want to disturb you and

well, i dont know how long am I gonna be.

You get yourself a good night's sleep.
You deserve it.

"God has forsaken us"
"Initiate plan 9"

"Plan 9- do not watch unless
instructed by base commander"

Can you hear that?

Sounds like Graham crying. There is
something seriously wrong with that man.

No one should be alive
after what he's been through.

I am general Lord Hall.
If you are watching this cassette

it means that "Plan 9" has been initiated.

As you now know, Plan 9 means
either one of two things.

First, Prussian war machine has taken
our capital and we are under siege.

If your warning system has
alerted you to this eventuality

you would be fully aware that any supply
or relieve will be unable to reach you.

Unfortunatly, due to the
secret nature of your mission,

no record of your
outpost exists.

Your last duty to the King, must be to
destroy all the experiments and work

that could fall into enemy hands.
I repeat: all work must be destroyed.

Even projects of biological nature.

The second and more personal threat is
the use of enemy armament against you.

These... deadly...
Sky cannon, Tesla howitzer...

...and any other weapon system we are
not fully aware of at the present time.

The enemy...
... with the use of fear.

You must carry out your orders however
severe the consequences

and react to the situation accordingly.

I wish you the best of luck.
Long live the King.

Mason?

Please, tell me where you are going?

I'm going to find Cranly.
He'll know what to do.

Who's Cranly?
-An old friend.

Just tell Graham I gone
further in field to hunt.

How long will you be?
-I don't know.

Last time I walked it was few years ago.
Took about a day.

I don't trust Graham. He is different.
-We are all different.

Now the war is over, the world will
never be the same again.

I think he broke the computer on purpose.
-You have to be strong, Albert.

Just stay on the right side of Graham.
I'll be back in no time at all.

I'll try.

Took you long enough.

Sorry, sir. I was just sleeping.
It was my shift off.

There is no time for sleep now, Albert.
This place is a mess.

Needs to be tidied up.

What part particular would you like me
to focus on?

All of it.
Now get a move on.

Yes, sir.

That's a good boy.

And what about a cup of tea, as well?

Yes, sir.

Did you just said something?
-No, sir.

Must be the static.
Back to work.

"Graham, this is HQ. Sorry we had to
contact you this way. Secrecy is the key.

We have a mission for you Graham and
it's of the utmost importance."

"We are led to believe that Albert is
gonna sign into Prussian-spider alliance."

Spider... alliance?

"Yes, it's the
worst fear come true.

Desperate power act of a losing
army to side with the insects."

But, it doesn't make sense.
-"Mr. Graham, your orders are simple."

"Watch Albert and on the slightest
sign of treachery

bring him down on all cost. He is not
to be trusted."

"The fate of the King, rely on your hands,
Graham."

Mason has been gone long when
was last time you saw him?

When he left, sir.

Just went out in the
white to hunt, as usual.

Mad, going outside in these temperatures.

I hope he is alright.

What?

I said, I hope he is alright, sir.

Yes, he should fine.

Excelent, i'm starving.

Oh...

But, it's such a delicius meat, sir.

You said so yourself before.

You know I dont like spiders.

You know I dont like spiders.

You know I dont like spiders.

You know I dont like fucking spiders.

Now clean this mess up.

Stupid boy.

What new insanity, is this?

Yes, sir? -Get your rifle man.
There is something outside.

What was it, sir?
-Don't know, it was big and move fast.

Came right out of white, I think.

I think it could have gone, sir.

Perhaps it would be best if you
got some sleep.

I could keep watch for you.

So, you think I am tired and I imagined
it all in my head?

Did you? You little bastard.
I will see you hanged for this.

Questioning superior officer.
-I didn't say that, sir, no...

Don't talk back to me, you little shit.
I am in command.

Go over to Omega engine room, now
and rehydrate the core.

Please, no sir. Anything but that.

You should have thought about that before
questioning my command.

Now get out of here, before I shoot
you dead.

Please don't, listen to me
I am begging you.

You stupid boy.

Stupid spider.

I already know about
Albert and your alliance.

Ahhhh...

Cranly!

My God... my God.

11th May, warning light started flashing.

On the inspection of code book,
we realised we were under attack

from phychotropic weapons.
HQ was informed.

12th May. Warning
lights continue to flash.

James has reported
troubles sleeping.

Telling us that the devil
visits him in the night.

Eric has started to show a strange
obsession with capturing hares.

13th May. I was convinced I saw
a zepeling in the fog last night.

Still no reply from the HQ. I am starting
to question if we will ever get one.

15th May. Finally a reply from HQ.
But, unfortunately a disappointing one.

Message read: "We are aware of the
situation and are working to resolve it."

"Prepare your men mentally for what can
only be described as temporarily insanity.

"The enemy had made a deal with the
demon himself in creating this weapon."

"But your strong British will
will help you endure."

James has eaten his own hand.
I fear for our lives.

17th May. Eric is one of them.

He was gone when I awoke.

After hours of tracking I
finally caught up with him

When confronted, he
threatened me with a hare.

and i was forced to lay
him down, on the middle.

it was a ugly bussiness, but I fear he was
trying to flea to outpost 11.

19th May. I can't control myself anymore.

Cranly! -I am under the illusion
of constant enemy attacks...

But when ever, I take a second look
they disappear.

It's so really frighten me to the very
core of my being.

30th June.

Uhm. I can see all.

And all can see me. Only through
complete integration with the Omega core.

Can I trully hope to destroy
my silent stalkers?

Please, help me, help me!

What have you done now, you stupid boy?

Please, please, help me, help me!

Precious core fuel, wasted.
You really messed up best now.

My eyes, please!

Can you see this?
-No, no, i'm so scared, please!

I'm afraid you are blind.
Probably for life.

Oh God, no!

No need to bring God into this.
It's your mistake.

Argh!

I imagine you learned a very valuable
lesson here today.

Here we go.

The trouble with eyes is that,
even with them you are still blind.

At least now, you can make
yourself useful.

Hallo?

Who is this?
No, you are not, spiders can't use phones.

Never, you beast. And he
is a traitor to his kind.

You don't understand the things I
been through. The things I have seen.

and I know God holds no place for me.
and I accept that.

I was born into a life of firelance and
when I die, i'm doing my duty to the King.

I fear it is time to take
this debacle to the next level.

Prepare yourself for battle.

You will die for this treachery.

Albert!

Mason?
-No, it's general Lord Hall.

No time for pleasantries, Albert.
You must stop Graham.

But I can't see, sir.
-Look...

Graham is a soldier
of the old school.

All the war in his genetic
programming is left him all twisted.

He will kill both of you and Mason.
-Tell me what to do, sir?

Right. Go to the corner of the room, where
your rifle is, remember? And hurry Albert.

He is coming.

Hurry, Albert he is outside.

Quickly, Albert!

Now, shoot, damn it, shoot now!

Argh!

Hello?

Albert!

Oh my God! Mason...
I didn't know!

You have to get to Omega core.

It's the catalyst for
the psychotropic weapons.

If you do that, this madness will be over.

I'm so sorry.

Graham, Graham was gonna kill us.
-It's fine, I forgive you.

I didn't know, Mason...
-Just get to the core.

I'm so sorry... -Albert, listen
to me, get to the core, now!

Oh, God.

Stop there, Graham. It's far enough.

We are under attack of weapons
which are sending us all mad.

You are not in control of your own mind.

Jesus wept...

A man can not call himself a man...

A man can not call himself a man...

I'm sorry, Albert.

Argh!

"I just wanted to see my girlfriend again.
-I couldn't save them"

"I only did what i was told.
-Didn't wanted to be like this."

"I wish i just quit.
-I wanted to die for a King. -Why me?"

"I have no choice.
-... destroy."

That's the problem with you.
You always play for win.

Oh, what else you expect me to do?
-Some things just aren't worth winning.

So, you are saying aren't worth playing
either? -No, we all play our part.

Not given a choice in that much. I am
just saying that sometimes things we do

as individuals can outlive the victories
of armies and ideologies of empires.

Seems like you and I are playing
different games. -Perhaps.

Another?
-Yeah. One more before bed time.

Same price?
-Yes. But take it easy on him, alright?