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(light ethereal music) (wine splashing)

(glasses clinking)

(alarm blaring) (static buzzing)

(light dramatic music) (glassware clinking)

(chains rattling)

(chains rattling)

(light eerie music)

- You know I'm worried about you.

You barely eat, I hardly see you

when you aren't in that room working.

- I'm fine, all right?

Look, I'm sorry if I've come across distant

or whatnot lately, but I feel like I'm really

getting somewhere with this work.

I don't wanna stop, not now.

I am so close.

(Peter slurping)

(phone ringing)

- Dr. Linda Rowe.

Yes.

Right.

Okay, sure.

No problem.

See you there.

I gotta go.

Shouldn't take more than a couple hours.

- I didn't realize you were on call.

- [Linda] Don't wait up.

(door thudding)

(chair scraping)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(bell dinging)

(ominous music)

(light dramatic music)

(gun clicking)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh, Christ.

How did you get out?

(mutant growling)

No, come on now.

You see?

There's nothing to worry about.

No harm.

(mutant grunting)

Come on, remember your home.

(mutant squealing) (Peter groaning)

(flesh squishing) (Peter screaming)

(gunshot banging)

(fist thudding)

(flesh squishing) (Peter groaning)

(mutant growling)

(Peter groaning)

(mutant grumbling) (Peter screaming)

(flesh squishing)

(Peter gasping)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

(dramatic music)

- You sure you don't want me to help you out?

- I've got it, thank you.

- You know, Jenna, you don't have to leave so soon.

I could, I could setup the guest bedroom and we could-

- We can what?

Go back to being happy families?

- Things don't have to be like this, Jenna.

- I'm sorry, all right, I am.

But I'm not sorry for what I did.

- [Alan] All right, stop, stop, just-

- Some people just aren't destined for one another.

- Look, I agree, but without giving something a proper go,

I mean we can't, we can't really comment

that on our relationship.

- We did give it a go, Alan.

One hell of a go.

We just aren't right for each other.

Look, I'm gonna load up the car.

I'll be back for the rest of my stuff tomorrow.

(door thudding)

(gravel crunching)

(car doors slamming)

- You okay?

- What, oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't exactly get much sleep last night.

- Yeah, I can see that.

Do you wanna go home?

You still have that holiday you barely used.

- No, no, no, I could,

I could use the distraction if I'm honest.

- The wife?

- Ex-wife.

I guess I should get used to saying that.

- Is she really backing out on you?

- Says we're not meant to be.

Which is probably partially true,

but I don't know how she got to that conclusion so fast

'cause everything was fine until I found out.

And then, bam.

Her mind was all made up.

- Yeah, well, how fine can you really be

if she was playing those games, huh?

Anyway, this might distract you.

- Hello, Marsh.

They're waiting over there.

(light eerie music)

- Oh, Captain Norton.

This is zoologist Alan Marsh

and his assistant, Julie Larkin.

- We got body, male.

Wife arrived home early in the morning and found him.

Claims she was at work.

Claims she doesn't know what coulda

done this to her husband.

- What do you mean what coulda done this?

- Well, we're not really sure, but we don't think

this murder was committed by another human.

- So, what are you saying did this?

- We don't know.

That's what we're hoping you can help us with.

McKenna, would you mind?

- Miss Larkin, Marsh, hi, thanks for coming.

Sorry to throw you both in the deep end like this,

but we need an opinion.

Come with me. - Sure.

(suspenseful music)

- Jesus Christ.

- Chambers, take Miss Larkin outside

for some fresh air, will you?

- What are you thinking coulda done this?

- A bear?

A big wild cat?

Christ knows.

- A bear so close to the city, no.

And this attack happened indoors,

that would be very outta character.

Big cats don't really come near humans

unless they feel threatened, so.

Oh, God, no, this was something completely different.

- Do you have any idea what might've done this?

- I'll need to take some samples

if that's okay with you boys.

- Do what needs to be done.

McKenna'll stay with ya.

- Appreciate it.

(light dramatic music)

- You essentially listen. - Uh huh.

- We'll do all the talking.

Just make a mental note of anything

she says that might spark a thought.

Has she seen any wild animals in the area recently

or any idea what might've done this.

All right?

- Yeah, I gotcha. (sirens wailing)

(somber music)

- Dr. Linda Rowe, I'm Captain Edwardo Norton.

This is Detective James McKenna.

And with us today, we also have specialist zoologist,

Alan Marsh, who's helping us with the investigation.

- Hi.

- Thank you for waiting here.

I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, Dr. Rowe.

How are you holding up?

- Call me Linda.

- Okay, Linda, we're gonna have to ask you some questions.

Are you ready and comfortable to begin?

- Sure.

- I have written down here you arrived home

in the early hours of the morning.

- I'm a doctor, I was on call.

Usually I don't get called out, but last night I was.

- That was lucky for you.

- Excuse him.

So, can you tell me what happened when you arrived home.

- I got home, everything seemed normal.

I walked in and I knew something was off.

The lights had been left on and he never did that.

He was a in bed by midnight kinda guy,

and he wouldn't leave the lights on while sleeping.

- Was there anything strange outside

the house before you went in?

- Nothing.

That was what was so strange.

I froze.

(Linda sneezes)

I had to get them to check it

was actually him because I couldn't

believe he's really gone.

(Linda crying)

(Linda sneezes)

Thank you.

- Marsh here is gonna take some samples

from your clothing, Dr. Rowe.

You okay with that?

- Sure.

- Here's my card.

Don't be afraid to just call me

if you can think of anything, okay?

(light dramatic music)

- What are you thinking?

- She's clearly in shock.

Whatever was in the house she has no clue.

But she's clearly had some kinda reaction to it.

- What do you mean?

- Well, she was sneezing profusely.

And she hasn't washed since discovering her husband,

so I'm guessing whatever it was has rubbed off on her skin,

her hair, and most likely her clothing.

So, I'll get the swabs off to the lab

and let you boys know asap exactly what's going on.

I'm assuming you're gonna ask her for clothing too?

- We'll be taking swabs and a lamination from the prints.

- I'm not sure everything she's revealing

is the entire truth.

- Why do you say that? - The files of her husband,

they was all tampered with or gone missing.

She's hiding something.

(ominous music)

- These fucking heels.

(trash thudding)

(rats squeaking) (suspenseful music)

(woman gasps)

Just a rat.

(eerie music)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(trash bin rattling)

(heel snapping) (woman groaning)

(mutant growling) (woman groaning)

(mutant shrieking) (woman coughing)

(woman gasping)

(mutant shrieking)

(woman groaning) (metal clanking)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(woman gasps)

(mutant grunting) (flesh squishing)

(woman groaning)

(woman screaming)

(phone buzzing)

- Alan speaking.

- [Linda] Hi, it's Linda, Dr. Rowe.

I hope you don't mind, I got your number

from the officer or Detective McKenna.

I found something that you might wanna take a look at.

Do you mind coming over?

(Alan sighs)

(light switch clicking)

(door thudding)

- [Alan] God damn.

- I'm sorry for calling so out of the blue.

I was just in this big old house alone.

- Why didn't you ask the officers to come with you?

- What, Captain Norton and Detective McKenna?

Not exactly the comforting type, are they?

- No, I suppose not.

- Anyway, when I came back

I started looking around and I found these.

You know they think I was in on it.

I can sense it.

The way they worded their questions towards me.

I found these in the workspace.

I was never allowed in here before.

I found them in there stashed away.

- You know, you should be showing these to the cops, not me.

- I wanted a second opinion.

Before I take this further.

- This paper looks new.

So you seriously had no idea

what he was up to here in his lab?

- I knew he was trialing some drugs.

After he got made redundant, he really believed in the work

he was doing and he didn't wanna give up on it.

He had the money to get by month-by-month

and it was something he was so passionate about.

I thought, what the hell, you know?

As long as we can pay the bills.

- These uh, these packets here on the table,

he's mixing medicines.

Growth hormone, 19-Nor-5, androstenedione, Dianabol,

and uranium isotopes.

- Sorry, I get the first part.

Uranium what? - It's uranium-235.

- So, it's radioactive?

- You never asked him specifics?

(Linda sighs) Geez.

- I let him tell me what he wanted to tell me.

I knew he tested on generics in here,

you know, mice, rats, rabbits.

He was trialing a drug which hopefully

some of these papers can shed some light onto.

- You didn't know your husband so well, huh?

- You only know what people will let you see.

(fire crackling)

(light dramatic music)

I should ask before pouring.

Gin?

- I'll take it straight.

This your mom?

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's my mom a few years back.

- You know, you got the same eyes.

- Thank you.

People used to say that.

- I'm sorry, I didn't realize.

- You know, she would usually be the one

I would call in a situation like this.

(Linda sighs)

Like this, I mean, whoever is in a situation like this?

I picked up my phone earlier and I looked who to call

and there was no one.

I couldn't think of a single person to call.

(Linda chuckling)

How'd I get like this, huh?

- You know, your husband must've

had something else up there.

From the markings I saw, it had to be something at least,

at least his size if not double.

- You think so?

I will work with you.

I wanna help if you'll let me.

I wanna find out what my husband was working on

out there and I wanna find out what killed him.

And then, I wanna take the son of a bitch out myself.

I will work with you.

I will tell you what you need to know

if you help me get to it.

- All right.

You got yourself a deal.

Off the record of course.

- I'll raise a toast to that.

Top up?

- You know, if I keep drinking like this,

I won't be able to drive myself home.

- I have a couch.

You're welcome to crash if you need.

- Top it up.

Thank you.

- So, tell me, where's the wedding ring?

- I'm sorry?

- Well, yesterday when I met you at the station,

you had a ring on your finger.

Now, it's gone.

So, either you decided to hide that fact when you got

the call to come over or there's something else.

- Wow.

It's a bit of both.

- Explain.

- I'm...

I'm going through a bit of a nasty divorce right now,

and I didn't really want that on show

or to be the topic of conversation.

- How'd you even know it would be a potential topic?

- Is it not?

- Well, I invited you over here to help out

on a case and to figure out what's going on.

- Hm and (clinking) gin is an essential part of that.

Isn't it?

- You're good.

You really think that you'll find out

what did this to my husband?

- 100%.

Look, whatever is out there, I'll find it.

(traffic humming)

- [Chambers] This is Suzanne Wright.

She was found in the early hours of the morning.

The neighbors called it in when they heard

a commotion around the back of the flat.

Our boys went in and they

found her body completely mutilated.

- Uh, where is the location?

- A side street by the club.

- So, it's gaining confidence.

It's ventured into the city.

- It seems so, yeah.

The same abrasions we found on the first victim, Peter Rowe.

Any results back yet on the clothing from the first scene?

Do we have any ideas yet what kind of animal this is?

- No, I don't have my results back either,

but I mean from these abrasions,

it's apparent to be some kinda rodent.

- A rodent?

- I mean, last night she did say

he was working on mice and rats, but-

- Who?

- Linda Rowe, she told me her husband

had been testing something up in his lab

and was taking mice and rats up there to test

whatever drug concoction he was coming up with.

- What the hell were you doing with Linda Rowe last night?

- She called me.

She didn't wanna be alone and she wanted to help somehow.

- And how the hell did she get your number?

- Sir, I just thought it would be-

- You and I will talk later.

We can't have people helping investigating this crime

getting involved with the victim's bereaved wife.

It's not professional.

And if you screw this up, I'll feed your balls

to those animals you study in the goddamn zoo.

- Look, she didn't call you

'cause she didn't think you'd listen.

And you know what, I kinda see her point.

Now, look, I'm here to help you out

and if you wanna keep me here, I wouldn't start by throwing

around your little empty threats.

As for my personal life, none of your business.

- He made something up in his lab?

- He made something for sure.

As for what, that's the problem.

Right now, everything is kinda pointing towards

it being some kind of mutated rodent,

but I don't even wanna say that.

I mean, (sighs).

I mean, it defies all logic, it defies all evolution.

Right now, (stuttering),

I can't say exactly what it is right now.

It's just-

- You're saying some mutated creature

is walking these streets?

- Quite possibly.

- [Norton] Damn.

Were there reporters at the crime scene?

- Press office is dealing with it now, sir.

It's hitting the news as we speak.

- Look, whatever this thing is,

it's clearly feeding once a day minimum.

So, we gotta put the city on lockdown.

Keep everybody safe until we can find it.

- Lockdown?

Are you crazy?

You can't put the city on lockdown for this.

We don't even know what the hell this is.

Look, we think it's killed two people,

but we have no forensic evidence

linking them together as of yet.

Hell, we have no evidence of anything right now except some

half-assed theory of a potential serial giant rat killer.

The press will have a field day.

The public needs to be warned, officially.

Only Christ knows what we can tell them.

(light dramatic music)

(keys jingling)

- [Julie] What is it about this woman?

- I'm just gonna go warn her.

- Alan, I know you better than that.

- Julie, that is all.

- Do you really think it's a good idea

to be hitting on a grieving widow?

(Alan scoffs)

- Look, there's a major difference between me warning

somebody and taking them out for a candlelit dinner, okay?

I'm gonna be two seconds.

(door creaking) (ominous music)

Linda?

Linda, you home?

(eerie music)

(ceiling thudding)

(phone ringing)

- [Linda] Alan, hi, it's Linda.

I'm down at the station.

They said you went to check in on me.

- Yeah, I'm in your house.

- [Linda] Oh, sorry, I left a little while back.

I was asked to go down to the station

for some further questioning.

- Yeah, I think there's something in your house.

- [Linda] What?

(eerie music continues)

- Yeah, I think it's come back.

(suspenseful music)

(light dramatic music)

Fuck it.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(Alan groaning)

(mutant growling) (flesh ripping)

(foot thudding) (Alan groaning)

(Alan grunting) (mutant groaning)

(flesh squishing) (Alan groaning)

(suspenseful music) (door slamming)

- [Linda] Alan!

(Alan panting)

- It's in there, it's in there.

Come on.

Come on, get in the car.

- So, you're saying the thing

that attacked you was a giant rat?

- Look, I know how this sounds, all right?

But that thing, it was more mutated.

It was the size of a frickin' bear, I...

God knows how it got that big.

- Whatever he was playing with,

concocting in his little room, it got out.

- We got the results back. (light dramatic music)

From Linda's clothing and the first victim.

It's definitely rodent fur.

It must've rubbed off from her husband's body

and that's why she had that reaction.

- The biggest question is why did it go back there?

- Maybe it associates it with its home.

Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

I mean, at least we know it isn't in the sewers of the city.

- And where do you suppose this creature goes

when it's not at its home?

- God knows, where do rats dwell?

Sewers, dark alleys, dumpsters?

- Something the city is full of.

- I need to update the chief on this latest.

(Norton sighs)

Christ, this is all we need.

- Look, this is a rat.

One larger in size, I'll grant you that,

but it's still a rat.

And it's a once in a lifetime opportunity

to deal with something like this.

I've never encountered anything like this.

I wanna find out what Peter Rowe was trying to achieve,

how it got this big.

We should treat this like we would any other case;

we trap it and then we study it.

- What if you're wrong?

What if it becomes uncontrollable and more people die?

- Look, if we act fast, this won't be a situation.

- 24 hours, that's all we have.

We track this fucker down,

we figure out how to take it down,

we capture it and we end this.

And it's all yours.

A word, Alan, before I leave.

(Alan groaning)

What is going on?

- I'm sorry?

- Your little assistant told me,

so I know you're going through a hard time at home.

But jumping onto the next best thing

is not gonna resolve your mental state, all right?

I warned you about getting involved with the wife.

You need to be focused right now.

I need your attention.

You're the expert that's gonna help us capture this thing.

Now, I can get my firearms officers to shoot it dead,

but you want it alive.

So, in that case,

buck yourself up and just stay away from the wife.

- I told you, there's nothing going on.

- Let her grieve.

(Alan sighs) Understood?

She could still be a suspect. - Yeah.

I hear ya.

- We'll see you first thing.

McKenna. (eerie music)

- Sir? - Come on, we're off.

- Hey.

Everything okay?

(Alan chuckling)

I'm sorry for turning up.

I just wanted to check you were okay.

I heard about the attack.

- I'm fine, really, it's just a few scratches.

- I was scared to go back to the house

after they told me that thing was there.

They told me I should be cautious.

He can't stop us from having a drink.

That's not affecting anything, surely.

- I guess I should go by what he says while I'm still

hired and assisting the case.

- So, how come you went by my place today?

- Uh, I, uh, just wanted,

just wanted to warn you, ya know?

There's a huge mutant rat running around.

I just wanted to make sure you were all right, you know?

- I appreciate that.

Thank you.

- So, you thought about where you're gonna wait this out?

- I'll probably just go back to the hotel

that I stayed in after Peter.

You know, when they were examining the house.

- No siblings or-

- No siblings. - Oh.

- There's an aunt of Peter's,

but she doesn't really have the space for me.

And I need to kinda stay close by for work.

- Ah, so um, so how long you been a doctor?

- Coming up to my fifth year.

I'm a late starter.

I started off as a nurse

and then I studied and became a doctor.

I wanted something fulfilling.

You know, and after my mom,

I wanted to figure out something I could do

that could stop others from going through what she did.

And you, a zoologist.

What exactly does that entail?

- Well, we specialize in multiple areas of animal care.

Anything from animal welfare

to controlling pests and diseases.

My team and I mainly focus on drug development.

We make drugs to help animals,

whether it be by stopping the spread of diseases

or from stopping them from contracting it themselves.

I started the business when I just got sick of working

for my old boss and then hired Julie as my assistant,

and I just haven't looked back since.

(Linda sighs)

- You know, if I keep drinking,

I won't be suitable to drive.

(light dramatic music)

So, I should probably quit while

I'm ahead and go check into the hotel.

- It's looking like it's gonna cost you.

- Okay.

- You don't look surprised.

- Well, do any cars pass their inspections, huh?

(mechanic scoffs)

Hm, sorry, how long is this gonna take?

'Cause I've got places to be.

- Right, I'll go finish it now.

- Great. - There's the papers.

Copy machine is ready when you are.

- [Woman] Mm.

(ominous music)

- Stuck up bitch.

(suspenseful music)

(metal clanking)

(suspenseful music)

(woman sighs)

(suspenseful music) (rats squeaking)

(dramatic music)

(mutant growling)

(light dramatic music)

- Hello?

Hey, mister.

(door slamming)

Look, I don't have time to be waiting all day.

(dramatic music) (woman groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling) (flesh squishing)

(woman screaming)

(mutant growling)

(metal bins clanking)

(woman panting) (mutant growling)

(flesh squishing) (woman screaming)

(hammer thudding) (mutant screeching)

(mutant growling) (flesh squishing)

(woman screaming)

(mutant roaring)

(phone ringing)

- Alan speaking.

All right, yeah.

I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

(Alan sighs)

When?

When did this happen?

- The late hours of the night.

Seemed she had someone checking out her car.

The rat got up probably from the sewers below,

attacked the workman and then attacked her.

- Anyone else around?

- Yeah, it was pretty quiet.

Although it does look like the creature had attempted

to get into some of the other homes.

- Goddammit, stop calling this thing a creature!

I told you it's a rat, it's a frickin' rat!

All right?

And you shoulda put warnings out!

The public don't even know what's out there amongst them.

All right, if you had put warnings out,

maybe people would've stayed fucking indoors!

- It isn't that easy.

We have to weigh up the factors.

Scaring the public into feeling

they aren't safe is not the way.

It's last case scenario.

The public's response is what we need to control

in order to get ahold of this thing.

This is no different to any other serial killings,

except it's not human.

- Yeah, you're doing a great job so far.

- Whatever actions that coulda taken place,

it got into the garage.

There really isn't much to have prevented that.

The body count's rising.

Christ, this thing could attack again.

We need to get someone else in.

- I'm not leaving this case.

- Look, it's out of our hands.

We need to get the FBI in.

So, we just wanna thank you for

all the work you've done so far.

- I'm so sorry, Alan.

Look, what you need to do now is to focus

all of your energy onto finding that thing and ending this.

You can't listen to them.

- I have no intention of doing so.

Thank you.

Those guys have no idea what they are dealing with.

They didn't see that thing. They didn't look in its eyes.

They didn't see its face.

That thing is angry and it is hungry.

Whatever your husband created, it is pissed off.

We gotta trap it.

- What do you mean?

- It'll go back to the house.

It obviously sees it as some kind of safe place,

so we go back there.

And when it returns, we're ready.

- We wait it out?

- Exactly.

- Okay.

- All right, all right. (light dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let it come out.

You just stay there.

- Sure.

(fist knocking)

(suspenseful music)

(fist knocking)

(Julie scoffs) (Alan sighs)

- Firstly, what the hell are you doing here?

Secondly, what is going on?

- All right, okay, all right, just let me explain.

- Go on.

- They uh, they brought the feds in.

Another girl was found dead this morning.

- [Julie] Oh, Alan.

- Yeah, right now I just kinda wanna focus on

getting this thing over and down with

so it doesn't get out and harm anyone else.

- Well, I don't think you need

to worry about that much longer.

- [Alan] What do you mean?

- Go and turn on the news.

(restaurant guests talking over each other)

- Hey, honey. - What time do you call this?

- Come on, can't we make this a good night?

- What, you want me to put on a smile and just act like

you being late all the time isn't a big issue?

- This thing's still loose in our city.

This is my job, all right?

I can't just drop it when I feel like it.

- Drinks?

- Vodka straight, please. - Sure.

- I guess I'll take the same.

(light swanky music)

(light dramatic music) (rats squeaking)

(rats scampering)

(trash thudding)

(rats squeaking)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh, shit, pickin' up the fuckin' trash now.

(trash rustling)

(eerie music)

(rats squeaking) Vermin.

(liquid splashing) (suspenseful music)

(dramatic music) (mutant growling)

(muffled rock music)

Jay!

(Tina screaming) Help me!

Jay! (mutant growling)

Help!

(Tina screaming)

(mutant grunting) (flesh squishing)

(body thudding) (Tina gasps)

(mutant screeching)

(silverware clanking)

(mutant growling)

(ominous music) (Tina panting)

(Tina crying)

(Tina screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(head crunching) (mutant growling)

(neck snapping)

(body thudding) (light swanky music)

(mutant roaring)

(waitress groaning)

(bottles shattering)

(waitress panting)

(mutant groaning) (claws thudding)

(plates shattering)

(mutant growling)

(foot thudding)

(chair crashing)

(waitress groaning)

(neck snapping)

(flesh squishing) (man screaming)

(hand thudding) (people screaming)

(mutant growling)

(woman screaming)

(neck snapping)

(woman screaming)

(flesh squishing) (woman screaming)

(restaurant guests screaming)

(man grunting) (bottles shattering)

(flesh squishing) (man groaning)

(woman screaming)

- You brought a gun to our anniversary dinner?

- Fuckin' right, now get the fuck out!

(gunshots banging)

(blood squishing)

(suspenseful music)

(Norton screaming) (flesh squishing)

(dramatic music)

- You really think that'll work?

- Sure, I mean, it's just about keeping it inside.

- Say it reproduces.

I mean, what do we, what do we do then?

- Well, I mean, the average rat reproduces

every three weeks.

And this being a mutated rat,

I'd say it could vary anything from months to weeks to days.

I'd like to say that days is unlikely,

but I mean, look, the faster we catch this thing,

the faster we can end this.

- Well, I'm gonna hit the sack.

Doesn't look like it's coming back tonight.

- [Alan] Okay, I'll stay up till sunrise.

Don't worry.

- Let me know if you need anything.

- Sure, sweet dreams. - Good night.

I've put some fresh linen and towels upstairs for you.

- [Julie] Oh, thanks.

- [Alan] Ah, man.

- Everything all right?

- Ah, it's just, just my back still stings

from the other night.

I shoulda got it checked out earlier today, but (sighs).

- Let me take a look.

I can help.

- Any excuse to get my shirt off, eh?

- You wish.

Come on, I am a doctor.

- Oh, I know. - Show me.

(Alan groaning)

Looks like these bandages haven't been changed.

You should be changing these twice a day to avoid infection.

Have you been using antiseptic?

- No, I was just using whatever the police doctor

gave me when they first checked me over.

- Alan, that rat coulda been carrying all kinds of diseases.

Can you please take care of yourself better?

- Yes, ma'am.

(light music)

- This is gonna sting.

- God fuckin' dammit.

(Alan clears throat)

(Alan sighs)

Thank you for caring.

It feels like it's been a while

since someone actually cared, you know?

- I could say the same.

- How do you mean?

- I don't believe that anyone

truly has the perfect marriage.

I mean, I get that people have their hiccups.

You know, the ups and downs. - Uh huh.

- That's all I'm gonna say.

- What, he didn't make you feel loved?

- He was a busy guy.

- Oh, I know that story.

I think that's, that's where I messed up with Jenna.

I just wasn't as much as I shoulda been,

and when I was, I didn't...

I didn't give her the attention she deserved.

- People lead busy lives.

It's easy to get caught up.

It's understandable.

- Yeah, but what's not understandable is not seeing

what's right there in front of you.

And not showing that person day in and day out

how much they mean to you.

That's supposed to be the easy part, right?

(light music)

(bugs chirping)

(fist knocking)

- Who's that? - What?

- Who's at the door?

- Oh, shit.

Shit, I fell asleep.

You stay here.

I'll go check.

(Alan groaning)

(door creaking)

- Thought we'd find you here.

- What's going on?

- Have you seen the news?

- With all that we know now,

did the police leave this too late to tell us?

Should we all have been warned much sooner?

What we know is that this so-called beast

has now taken the lives of dozens of citizens.

But perhaps that coulda been avoided if the public

had been made aware much sooner

that a beast was on the loose in the city.

Police have confirmed that the beast

is a wild and predatory animal,

possibly ranging between five and six feet in height.

The advice is to stay indoors until further news,

and avoid drainage areas and sewers.

They're advising that if you see the beast,

do not approach.

People are being told to travel in groups

of at least two persons, keeping to well lit streets

and avoiding evenings and night times.

- We need your help.

- Of course.

- You already have an idea?

- What, us being back in the house

wasn't enough of a clue for you?

It'll come back.

We just gotta wait it out.

- Well, how can you be so sure?

- Look, I can't be sure of anything,

but I can damn well be ready if it does come back.

- How the fuck are you three gonna take it out?

- Look, you called us for a reason, right?

So, unless you have a better idea, this is the plan.

Now, you can stay and help us or you can leave,

and go about whatever little plan you've already got.

No one's forcing you to stay here, all right?

It's your choice.

- Tell us what to do.

(bugs chirping)

(trunk creaking)

- We're gonna need something to defend ourselves.

- You didn't bring a firearm?

I thought you wild animal experts

all had that as part of your job.

- Well, pick your poison.

- I'll stick with my gun.

My friend died last night because he couldn't

defend himself against that thing.

I'm carrying and I'll use it if needed.

- Look, I'm, I'm sorry about Captain Norton.

We're gonna get this fucker, all right?

- Damn right.

(trunk slamming)

(mutant screeching)

- Okay, we need to go back inside.

Come on, come on.

- This gas, it'll actually work?

I mean, you didn't seem convinced earlier.

- Yeah, well, I didn't really understand it earlier.

But as long as we keep it in the house it should work.

(mutant shrieking)

(Linda sighs)

- Be ready. - What's going on?

- It's coming.

- What are you planning on doing?

Stay inside the house.

- I'm gonna lure it back to the house.

Now, get back in the house

and just make sure every door is locked.

- You need to be careful.

- I got this!

Go back in the house.

- Just in case.

- We are gassing it, not shooting it.

- We're gonna do anything we need to to fuckin' kill it.

(gun clicks) It's jammed.

(mutant growling)

(ominous music)

- What was that?

(bugs chirping)

(suspenseful music)

- Where is it?

(mutant growling) (Julie screaming)

(gunshot banging)

(McKenna groaning)

(McKenna gagging)

(foot thudding) (Chambers grunting)

(Chambers panting)

(Chambers groaning)

(bat thudding) (Julie grunting)

(Chambers screaming)

- Get Alan! (claw thudding)

(mutant growling) (dramatic music)

(Julie groaning)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music) (Julie panting)

(mutant growling) (mutant pounding)

(Chambers panting)

- [Alan] Open the door!

- Fuck, I can't open it, it's fuckin' locked.

(Julie screaming) Where's the key?

I need to go upstairs and get her.

- You go, I'll find another way in.

(light dramatic music)

(Alan panting)

Goddammit.

Linda, it's in the house.

- I know.

- So, you get outside and wait there.

I'll get Julie and then we'll gas it.

- Leave it to me.

I'm going to.

- What the hell? - I'm sorry, Alan.

I've got to do it myself.

- No, what the hell is this?

- Just stay there. (eerie music)

(mutant growling)

(Alan groaning)

- Marsh?

(glass shattering) (Alan groaning)

Julie, you up here?

- Yes.

- Is it locked?

- Yes.

(gun clicking)

(suspenseful music) (mutant growling)

(gunshot banging) (dramatic music)

(Chambers whimpering)

(mutant growling) (gunshot banging)

(Chambers panting)

(glass shattering) (mutant growling)

(Chambers gasping)

Oh no, oh God. (dramatic music)

(Chambers panting)

(fists thudding) (mutant groaning)

(table smashing) (Chambers groaning)

(Chambers panting) (dramatic music)

(chemicals splashing)

(glass shattering)

(knife whooshing)

(gate creaking)

(Chambers panting) (mutant growling)

(metal bars creaking) (suspenseful music)

(light eerie music)

(Chambers panting) (metal bars creaking)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music continues)

(Chambers panting)

(dramatic music)

(Chambers gasping) (mutant growling)

(Chambers screaming) (flesh squishing)

(mutant growling)

(gunshot banging) (ominous music)

(Chambers gasps)

(Linda panting) (gunshots banging)

(light dramatic music)

- I'm sorry.

Sorry.

(Chambers screaming)

(stairs creaking)

(flesh squishing)

(eerie music)

(door rattling)

(Alan coughing)

(door thudding) (dramatic music)

- Alan, are you okay? (Alan groaning)

- Where is it?

- [Julie] It's locked in the dining room.

- What, what the hell happened?

- I think it was Linda.

- What?

- I found these documents upstairs.

I think she's been keeping close to us to monitor us.

To stop us from killing the rat.

I don't think her husband made this monster at all.

- What are you saying?

- I'm saying, these documents are Linda's.

I think she was experimenting on the rat to help her mother,

and I think it escaped and killed her husband,

and now she's trying to cover her tracks.

Look.

- What the hell?

(light dramatic music)

- Why'd you have to go through and find all the information?

- Linda, what in the hell is going on?

- She suffered a horrible death.

The cancer spread so rapidly.

There was nothing we could do,

but sit back and watch her suffer until her drying breath.

To prevent anyone else from ever experiencing this again,

I tried to make something in vain of what happened to her.

To honor her life.

A cure that could prevent anyone else

from having to go through what my mother had to.

I found an antidote that reverses cells

from growing at such a pace.

The idea was the cells would reduce in size,

become manageable, so the patient could live

with the disease for many, many years.

It went wrong.

In fact, what I made had the opposite effect.

It made cells grow at such a pace

that it enlarged the body the way a steroid would.

The rat I was testing on was growing at such a pace,

I documented it over several weeks.

- What, that thing was in this house for several weeks?

- One night it must've escaped, and found Peter.

And it killed him.

If Peter hadn't died that night,

I believe I would've found the answers I was looking for.

The reaction the rat had was a positive one,

even though it didn't work for the direction I wanted it to.

If I had more time I could've studied how to reverse it

and make the cells dissolve at a similar pace.

I was so close.

- And now, he's gone and we've got

a mutated rat just dying to tear us apart.

So, what the fuck is your big idea, Linda?

What is your plan?

- I have to end this now.

This is all my fault.

I was only trying to do the right thing.

I'm so sorry it got out of hand.

I did not mean for any of this to happen.

- You were using me for information.

- As we continued to meet, the more we met,

the more I realized how they were involving you.

- No, no, no, no, no, you used me for information.

Why didn't you just tell me what you did?

I coulda helped you.

- And risk going to jail for what's happened?

You seemed to have a plan how to capture the rat.

I had already tried and failed.

- What do you mean?

Wait, when I came here to warn you and I got attacked,

you lead it here?

- It returned while I was gone.

I was too late to trap it.

I'm sorry for what happened to you.

I felt so bad.

If I'd been here, I could've just killed it myself.

- Just, just, just lower your gun.

Let us, let us help you.

- No, I want you to get out of the house, Alan.

Let me deal with this.

- You can't do this alone. (suspenseful music)

Just, just, just let us, let us help you.

- I started this, now I gotta end it.

- All right, I get it, I get why you did it, okay?

Just let us help you.

Give me the gun, give me the gun.

- Just get outta the house, Alan.

(suspenseful music) This isn't safe.

(McKenna grunting) (bat thudding)

(Linda groaning)

- What the hell was this woman playing at?

- Julie, McKenna, get outside, get Linda.

- What?

- Just go outside, I'll meet you out there.

- I'm not leaving you.

- Look, I'm gonna set this thing off.

You get Linda, find a window, and no matter what happens,

just get out, all right?

Okay?

- Okay.

(door creaking)

(eerie music)

(mutant growling)

Linda, wake up, we've gotta get out of here.

(Linda groaning)

- I have to kill it.

I gotta kill it.

Oh, (groaning).

(eerie music)

(flesh squishing) (suspenseful music)

(gas hissing)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

- Get out.

Get out! - Linda, come on!

- Go! (mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

- Go, go, go, go!

Go! - I'm going!

(intense dramatic music)

(Alan panting)

- Come on, come on, come on.

Let's go, let's go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

(suspenseful music)

All right.

(house rumbling) What the fuck was that?

(intense dramatic music)

Fuck.

- I thought we killed that thing?

- It must've got into the drug concoction in the lab.

(mutant growling)

- Jesus, it's still growing.

- We've gotta get out of here.

- Come on, run!

- Move! - Come on!

- Get to the car. - Come on.

(dramatic music)

- Come on, man, start the fucking car!

(car engine sputtering)

McKenna, how about we just start the fucking car?

- Get out, now! - Open the door.

Open the door! - We can't get out!

- Open the door then, open the fucking door!

Open the door, come on, open the door!

Open the door then!

(mutant growling) Oh, God!

- McKenna, I can't- - This way, come on.

Come on, open the door.

Open the fuckin' door. (mutant growling)

Come on! - Oh, I'm stuck!

- Come on, come on. (suspenseful music)

(mutant roaring)

(metal crunching) (Julie screaming)

(car crashing) (gunshots banging)

(mutant roaring)

(McKenna screaming)

(mutant roaring) (gunshots banging)

(body crunching)

(Julie gasps)

(bones crunching) (Julie panting)

(ominous music)

(mutant roaring) (Julie screaming)

- Goddammit it!

(mutant growling) (Julie screaming)

(Julie panting) (suspenseful music)

(mutant roaring)

(electric zapping) (mutant whimpering)

(mutant roaring) (mutant bones crunching)

(mutant growling)

Look, whatever that thing has taken,

it's just gonna get bigger and it's just gonna keep mutating

and there's only so much his body can take.

Just watch. (suspenseful music)

(mutant bones crunching) (mutant groaning)

(mutant flesh squishing) (explosion booming)

(blood splashing) (Julie screaming)

(Julie crying) (Alan panting)

(both coughing) (light dramatic music)

(Alan spitting)

- Do you know how far we are from civilization?

- You do not wanna know.

- Hey, I'm really sorry about Linda.

(mutants growling)

- Ah, fuck, of course there's more.

(dramatic rock music)

(light ethereal music) (wine splashing)

(glasses clinking)

(alarm blaring) (static buzzing)