All language subtitles for Warning.Sign.1985.DVDRip.XviD-SAPHiRE.[sharethefiles.com]

Dr. Earl, bacteriology
has your culture ready.

Dr. Earl, contact bacteriology.

Here you are, doctor.

Good afternoon, Louis.

Dr. Blanchard,
call histology, please.

Animal management group, please
call higgins on the seed.

I can't see your faces
Is it okay to unzip?

Why not?
We're packed up in here.

Say cheese, everybody.

Move in close, now.

Softball leaguers, we need
you for the game tonight.

Rodeo riders-- No!

Corn brain.

Me bob. You dana.

Me outta here.

Biochem, you're clean.

Tissue culture looks good.

Good night, everybody.

Roots and shoots.
You left a light on, Patty.

Sorry, honey. Uh, it's
bowling night tonight.

County one, go ahead.

Hi, honey. It's me.

It's quittin' time. Oh, yeah.

Say, did you know that mexican
divorces are illegal in utah?

They don't even have
quasi in rem jurisdiction.

That's kellogg versus downing.

It's going to be Morse versus Morse if
you don't get over here and pick me up.

So where are you anyway?

Why aren't you out chasing
speeders like a respectable Sheriff?

You here that?
Supper's on me tonight.

Mmm. Smells like take-out.

I thought it was your turn to cook.
Study night.

Do you want me to wear
this badge forever?

Mr. Correspondence Course,
you're a lot of fun.

Well, we could do our
cooking in bed.

Cal, we're on the air.
Everyone's listening.

Uh, wait a minute.

I've got a warning flag.
I'll call you right back.

Dr. Nielsen, where are you?

My monitor shows
a stat condition.

Dr. Nielsen, can you hear me?

Paging Dr. Nielsen.

Hang on, everyone.

Attention, all Biotek personnel.

This is a biohazard alert.

Until further notice, containment
protocols are in effect.

Please remain at
your workstations

and stand clear of the doors.
Bob!

Bob? Bobby!

Bobby! Dana!

Bob!

Bobby!

Dana!

Damn it.

Security, Tom Schmidt.
Who is this?

Okay, Joanie.
What have you got?

U.V. Spike? Where?

P4, huh? But nothing
in P3 or P2?

Okay. What sensors are operating?

Culture Harvest Aspiration.

Sounds like an exhaust port is bleeding.
I'll have a look. You guard the fort.

Dana, what's goin' on?

Sheriff Morse, they locked
the doors. Bob's inside.

Why lock the doors?
I don't know.

Who else is in there? Just
about everybody, I guess.

Sorry. Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Bob. Bob!

Get us out of here, Tom.
Do you know anything about the pumps?

Sure do. All right. Let's go.

Not running.

I've complained to Nielsen
for months about these things.

The fluid builds up and bingo,
we have an alarm.

Excuse me.

Joanie? Schmidt again.

Good news. I found the problem
and there is no biohazard.

It was a false alarm. You can unlock
the doors and let everyone go home.

You wanna come in, Tom?

I'd rather not open the door. We
have a good seal and the rules--

I don't wanna come in.
I wanna get out.

Joanie, put me through
to Dr. Nielsen.

I'm trying, but I don't
get an answer from P4.

I'll try an outside line.
Won't work.

Normal phone service was cut the
second you pushed that button.

It was? Why?
I'll explain later.

Meanwhile, rescind that alert.

This is a non-event event.

Gee, I don't know, Mr. Schmidt
it's all over my screens.

The procedures are pretty explicit.
You trained me yourself.

Joanie, calm down. This is not your fault.
You did the right thing.

I want you to restore us to normal
operations before people get scared.

I don't wanna make a mistake.

Will you take responsibility?
Yes, of course.

I take full responsibility.

Attention, security!
This is Dr. Nielsen in P4.

Do you show
a biohazard condition?

Yes, sir, I do.
Aerosol contamination.

Seal the building. No one in or out.
I've done it.

This is not a drill.
We've had an accident.

Mr. Schmidt says
this is a false alarm.

I don't care what Schmidt said this is my shop.
You do what I tell you.

Open your safe and
follow those instructions.

You have reached
a toxicological control facility.

If action protocol one is now in effect,
press right square bracket, return.

Major Connolly.
This is operator 7 at station 775.

Um, this is to confirm
a protocol one

as of 5:09 mountain time this date.

I see the board. Are you locked
good and down tight? Yes.

Anybody clock out?
Uh, I counted three people.

Have your local authorities find them.
I want them detained.

How serious is this?

Holy shit.

Full symptomatic manifestation
in under an hour.

Okay, everybody. Line up here.

Quietly and calmly.
One by one.

Wait a minute, please. You propose
to shoot this stuff into my arm?

Fairchild's magic elixir.
I don't see any other way, Ramesh.

But that's a completely
unproven antitoxin.

You have no right
to go experimenting.

One. This is no experiment.
We're in protocol.

Do you wanna go to protocol two?

You want me to unzip. I am
not coming out of this suit.

You already unzipped
for the photo, remember?

Yes, but... I feel fine.
What are you talking about?

We're already infected.

Lactobacillus Luminensis.

It's reached your sweat glands.

Now me.

Hey, open up in there!

Western Union.

I can't put'em in jail, hon they're
not criminals. They made a mistake.

We could sue'em. You wanna?

Civil law? Make a case for
corporate negligence.

You know, unsafe workplace.

Cold chicken.

Something happened
in the P4 lab, Cal.

Look, remember Dan Fairchild?

Yeah, sure I do, I guess.

He used to work here. I liked him.
You should talk to him.

Honey, Fairchild's
not reliable. He's a drunk.

I heard he got fired.
Forget him.

Uh-oh. Somebody's got a popgun.
I'll call you right back.

Yeah!

One more ought to do it!
All right!

Watch it.

Hey. Want me to go get my torch?
Nobody's gettin' anything.

Vic, you ought to know better.
Hand it over.

Well, well. It's our
duly elected boy scout.

I'm talking about the gun.
Let's have it.

You dippy shit,
my son's in there.

Drop it or I'll break your arm!

Oh!

It's getting late out here, Sheriff. Just
what the hell are you doing about all this?

The local ally is right over there!

Sheriff Morse,
I'm Major Connolly.

Where are my three sorties?

Uh, my deputy's bringing
in warren and main right now.

Dana is right over there.

Who are you guys? The army?
Close enough.

I'm glad to see you've got
everything under control.

Well, folks here would like
an explanation. So would I.

It says here in the report that you were
raised in the True Redeemer Baptist Church.

I understand that
your wife is inside.

You might wanna
say a prayer too.

I'm not a religious man, Major.
I see.

Miss Evans, let me assure you
there is no cause for alarm.

this is standard containment procedure
to be used in instances of this kind.

Would you put your
foot here, please?

Thank you.

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, what did I do?

All right. If you'll come this way now.

That's fine.

Friends, I am from the
U.S. Accident Containment Team.

Let me begin by first
apologizing to you,

Miss Evans, and
everyone else, uh,

not only for the
lateness of the hour,

but for the inconvenience and the worry
that you've all been put through.

As you know,

Biotek is leading a revolution
in agriculture.

We've all heard the magic word
"Genetic Engineering."

Well, in a few short years, we may have
ourselves a whole new kind of farm.

Corn that doesn't need fertilizer,
cattle that fatten themselves.

On the other hand,
with any new technology,

there are certain risks.

And earlier today, someone spilled
a batch of experimental yeast.

Now no one got hurt.

But if we open those
doors prematurely,

before proper cleanup
can be done,

then we endanger the herds and
crops that you already have.

And that would mean an
economic catastrophe. Hey.

What's with the men from glad?

I presume that you're referring
to our mobile quarantine package.

It's a temporary measure
for her protection and yours.

Sorry it took so long,
but we had to talk a blue streak

And they're still hoppin' mad.

Jesse.

These are the people
who got out early, huh?

Say, quite a party going on here.

Sheriff, would you mind lending
me some of your deputies?

A little local presence
wouldn't hurt.

Take'em.

Congratulations, Grazio.
You're a fed.

That was quite a speech you made.

Oh, the yeast story?

The whole scenario's
part of the same protocol

Your wife instituted when
she pushed that button.

- Scenario?
- Honey, are you there?

Cal, are you there?

Yes. Where are you?

I took a walk down the hall. I decided
to lock my door. What's the matter?

Is that your wife?
May I speak to her?

Mrs. Morse, I'm Major Connolly.
I'm right outside the building.

Would you put me through
to Dr. Nielsen?

I'm sorry, sir. I haven't
heard a thing from P4 for hours.

We have a picture.
Uh, sit tight, Mrs. Morse.

Well, uh, she sounds okay.
Uh, that's a good sign.

We're all set, but don't
really have troop superiority.

Just a squad to show the uniform.

I haven't got P4,
but here's the cafeteria.

Real forces in Colorado,
48 hours away.

Let's hope
we don't need anybody.

I'm sorry, sir.
No unauthorized entry.

You can't be that dumb, Grazio
or I never would've hired you.

Do your head count later.
Show me the corridor outside P2.

P2. P2. Here it goes.

Can you pan?
Not this camera.

Damn it. Where's Schmidt?
P4's coming through.

I don't get it.
Where is everyone?

Maybe they got out before the alarm.
Hey, they left their helmets.

There they are,
asleep on the floor.

Tilt down.

Zoom in.

God Almighty, that's Nielsen.

Who else? That's Kapoor
there by the airlock.

What happened, Major?
How'd you get in here?

I walked in. Sheriff, can we have
our little chats outside, please?

Just a minute. I'm the civil
authority in this county.

I know. This is
government property.

Kill the screens!

You've got fatalities there, Major.
Don't tell me about yeast.

You're jumping to conclusions.
I saw it! You saw it.

Who are you trying to protect?
Everybody.

You, me, your wife, the public.

And you didn't see a thing,
you understand?

Major Connolly, it's Schmidt.

He found a phone in stairwell five.

That you, Connolly?

You brought in the whole shooting match.
You never bothered to speak to me.

We had a pump malfunction. I fixed it hours ago.
This quarantine is a crock.

Slow down, schmidt.
We're in for the long haul.

Protocol one has been validated.

Validated?

How many dead?

Five, six, seven, eight.

It looks like everybody,

but I can't control
the cameras in P4.

I can't see everything.

What do you think?
Any movement?

You wanna know are
they dead? Yes. No!

I can't tell. This guy,
Fairchild, where can I find him?

I understand he and his wife rented
that property up in the basin,

north of Heaterville. Right.

Thanks. I'll look him up.

Maybe they're just really sick
or in a coma or something.

Okay, listen.
Now turn that picture off.

Nobody's sick. There's been an
industrial accident, that's all.

What kind of accident, Cal?

That was the Blue Harvest group.
What were they doing in there?

Look, honey, I don't know.
Advance plant research. I mean,

what if they spliced
the wrong gene?

You mean the corn that ate Chicago?

Do I sound panicky?

I'm sorry.

I'm scared.

Let's go, pal. Rise and shine.

What the hell are you doing here?
Cal Morse. Remember me?

Yeah.

Look, I don't need a ride
home Sheriff. I'm already here.

Did somebody spill something?
That's what they're saying.

Experimental yeast. Yeast?

Who's talking about yeast?

Is there a guy named ed Connolly there?
That's right.

And a whole team of army men.
That's typical.

Well, I hope he brought his lysol.

Here. No way, Sheriff.
I'm not going down.

I saved you from a lot
of drunk driving charges.

Don't you think you owe me one?
I don't drink anymore.

And you know why? 'Cause I
got worried about my health,

which is also why
I left Biotek.

I don't have any plans
to go back.

Want some Zucchini pancakes?

I'm a terrific cook.

I bet.

Come on, guys.
You gotta feed millions.

Where's your wife?

Oh, she moved on.

She didn't enjoy Hydroponics.

Look at this.

I'm growing bacteria to beef up
the vegetable protein.

I think I'll skip
breakfast, thanks.

What's the matter, Sheriff?
Scared of bugs?

No. Lost my appetite.

I started thinking about
friends and neighbors

who don't have any idea who
it is they've been working for.

Oh, the department of defense
isn't so bad.

They run a good plant station.
I kind of miss it sometimes.

Up. All that fancy greenhouse
crap's just your lousy cover-

you never touched a leaf
while you were there.

Nope.

But I got inspired.

You have some coffee.
I grew the chicory myself.

Blue Harvest Project?

We hear you're trying to grow corn in
salt water. But that's not it, is it?

You son of a bitch.
It's germ warfare.

Biological warfare research was
outlawed by international treaty

in 1972.

Soviet union signed it,
and so did we.

You're not saying

Uncle Sam doesn't live up to his
international obligations, are you?

Listen, my friend. There a re 85 people
trapped down there. Trapped in your mess.

You're going to
help me get them out.

Not me.

Nielsen did the human tissue
work. I gave him a cure.

You just make sure Connolly
inoculates everyone.

You don't understand.

My wife's in there.

Bob? Find me a scanner, please.

Here's one, Mr. Schmidt.

Good. Let's take a look.
You first.

Two, four, six, eight.
I don't wanna radiate.

All right. Now you, Tippett.

Come on, Schmidt. You gonna do everybody?
We're all fine. Let's go.

Don't be an ass.
We have to be sure.

We can't troop out trailing bugs. Give me your hands.
I thought you were hot to trot.

What do you wanna do? Go down to P4
and ask'em to hand over the antitoxin?

No. Now me. Bob,
you do the honors.

What do I look for?
Check around my eyes,

nose, mouth, fingernails.

Anything that glows
is an infection.

Now use your best judgment, but
find and administer the antitoxin.

Remember, the bug is virulent.
Eighty percent mortality rate.

Get to P4. You may
encounter hostiles.

You want me to shoot? If they endanger
the mission, yes. Stay in contact.

I don't want you coming out with the wrong test tube.
Hello, Major. Having fun?

- Did you bring him down here?
- Yes, sir, I did.

He's a doctor.
I wanted a second opinion.

Please keep your opinions
to yourself.

Think I'd be violating national
security if I told you.

You're tunneling through
the wrong wall? Save it.

I'm going in there to keep the wind at
my back. You'll run into a lot of people

I know a safer way to get to Nielsen.
Nielsen is dead.

Okay, Walston, take them in.

How'd you come to pick our
little town for this kind of work?

These people would kill you if they knew
how'd you been risking their lives.

There was 38% unemployment here. I
think they'd be proud as hell.

Sheriff, why are you limping?
I had polio.

I knew you had a thing about germs.
No, I don't.

I just don't think we got any
business fighting wars with them!

It's called deterrence in kind.

What, you want us to start a nuclear
holocaust if the soviets infect us?

We need the proper reply.

Mount up, guys. It's time for the
cavalry to rescue the wagon train.

Joanie?

Joanie?

Joanie? Yes?

It's me, tom. Um, there's a group
of us here and more in the cafeteria.

We've just done a U.V. scan
and there's no problem.

Oh, thank God. Amen.

Now, the point is, there's a lot
of healthy people being kept in here

by bureaucratic rules written
long ago and far away.

Mr. Schmidt, you're not gonna
ask me to open up the building?

Not P4. I understand it's--
it's a wipeout in there.

I can't do it. You'll have
to speak to Major Connolly.

To hell with Connolly!

Joanie, look, you don't
wanna push the button. Fine.

Just tell me the code. You can
testify against me at my trial.

I'm sorry, sir. I'm not gonna
give you the gate sequence

until I have outside
authorization.

Let me in, Joanie.

You can say I-I-I overpowered you

because that is exactly
what's going to happen!

Get back out of here!
I don't wanna shoot anyone.

Joanie, Joanie, Joanie,
listen to me, listen to me.

You don't have to say a word.
Just show me your daybook.

Here it is. You stupid cow!

You burned the page, but you
remember the numbers, don't you?

I'm not telling you anything!

Joanie, we don't have time to be nice.

She'll talk.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
This is getting out of hand!

No! No!

I know you're frightened,
but we all want to get going.

Jesus Christ, Tippett!

It's just my way
of saying "please."

Now, look, you're killing us.
Don't you understand? No!

G44, 8 over 5.

Esac calling Marilyn
on channel 2490.

Note, we've launched
D-Con party.

Torch.

Security, this is Sheriff Morse.
Do you read me?

Come in, Joanie.

Where are you, Joanie?

Here you go, Bob.
Here you go. Drink this.

Some case of bad breath, huh?

Just give me a minute.

Give me a couple tylenols,
I'm as good as new.

Will you quit playing doctor? He's got it,
Schmidt. Any fool can see that.

Jesus!

Hey, everybody, they're here! They're
cutting through the admin door.

Hold it, hold it, hold it! If Bob
is sick, we can't take a chance.

Rates of infection can vary.
We could all have it right now.

What's the matter, Schmidt? I feel fine!
Get out of the way!

Come on, follow me!
Hurry up, get through there!

Three abreast, stay
together, no talking.

Hold it! Do not
let them through!

Hold'em!

Out of the way, boy!

Marilyn, this is Esac. We
have a casualty. Tippett.

Maybe you heard
what happened in there.

You said you might
be able to help.

Sure.

You, come with us.

Let's move it! Keep moving.
You are all under arrest.

I want everyone seated

and remain seated
until further notified.

It looks like D-Con team
is back in security.

Uh, probe to base.
Where the hell am I?

I've got four corridors
leading out of here.

You're in security.
When you leave there, bear left.

And stay out of zone "U".
It's likely to be crowded.

I'm gonna take you down the service conduit.
No one ever goes in there.

If you say so.

I, uh-- I don't like
the looks of this.

Y'all keep in contact, ya hear?

You sure you wanna
put'em through there?

Are you gonna
second guess me already?

No, but that's a tight spot.

Not much room for maneuvering.

Mr. Schmidt.

Joanie.
Joanie, did they hurt you?

Oh, Joanie, it was my fault.

You were right. Protocol one.

We're all dying, Joanie,
except you.

What happened, Mr. Schmidt?
What went wrong?

Major Connolly, you
wanna come over here?

Yes, what is it? I've got
P4 he re on the sweep.

We've been checking
it every 30 minutes.

So you have. It looks quiet.

It ought to. They're all
supposed to be dead, right?

Yeah. So where are they?

There were stiffs all over the floor.
Damn it. They've been moved.

Tilt up to the door.

That's the end of that seal. The
whole building's been contaminated.

Somebody's been in there and
pulled out a dozen bodies.

I don't know. That door looks
like it was broken from the inside.

- What was that?
- Zoom in.

Would you look at that guy's hand.
Oh, no.

It's awfully bright in here,
Ramesh. It hurts my eyes.

That's easily overcome, sir.

Made image in ten seconds.

Walston, can you hear me?

Yeah, I hear ya. What the
hell happened in here?

It's dark as a coal mine.
Somebody pulled the mains.

Uh-huh. Why don't I come back out
there and we'll talk about it.

No. Use your suit lights.
You still got a long way to go.

All right, that's better.
Here come the backups. Let's go.

Going to red.

Look ahead now. The next door you
come to should be the P4 complex.

I don't see any
door, but here goes.

Hold it.

Hello! Glad to see you!

Get on down here.

Who the hell is that?

Be careful, Walston. I thought we
weren't supposed to meet anyone here.

You there, identify
yourself, please.

It's me, Dr. Nielsen.

give me the logbook.

Got a good picture. That
looks like Nielsen, alive.

Fantastic!

I knew it would take more than
a germ to punch his ticket.

Looks like your medicine works.
Listen to me, Walston.

Back up... Nice and slow.

Don't talk to him and don't run.

What about the antitoxin?
Isn't he supposed to be our man?

We'll discuss it later.
Now move.

Oh, Jesus. You'll be all right. Take it easy.
You're gonna be okay.

Ow!

Get off me!

Oh, my God.

Walston, can you hear me?

Connolly calling Walston.
Is anyone there?

D-Con team, answer me, someone!

Marilyn, this is Esac.
We have lost the D-Con mission.

Eight casualties.
Yes, sir. Presumed dead.

Fairchild, you stupid son of a bitch.
You led them into an ambush.

We have an I.D.
on one Dr. Kapoor

Who was known to be
in the P4 contaminant area.

Joanie?

Joanie, where are you?

I'm right here.

We're not safe in here.

Get that door open.

Safe from what?
Where can we go?

P4 lab.
There's an antitoxin in there.

No!

Come on, Mr. Schmidt.
We can do it.

I have an announcement.

The decontamination teams
have confirmed cases..

of low-level human infection.

Have any of us been exposed
to some kind of disease?

Absolutely not.

The, uh, quarantine
has been 100% effective.

Seen the headlines? Let me point out
that emergency food and water supplies

have been located
throughout the building.

Fake the lie, and the media
is falling right into step.

The truth will come out...
When the survivors do.

Nobody's coming out. Listen to the man.
This is a dark hour.

But there is something
that you can do.

Ask the creator for his divine
assistance and pray for your loved ones.

It's protocol two. That's his
way of making the announcement.

Seal the building and let
the disease run its course.

Why don't you quit with the double-talk.
I want my boy back out of there!

There will be no further
comments at this time.

Wait a minute.

Be seeing you, Sheriff.
You don't need me anymore.

Connolly, is that you?

What the hell is going on?
We've been in here for hours.

Where's that rescue team
I heard about?

Come on! Get in here while
you can still do some good!

It's not fair, you bastards.

God!

Joanie!

Doctor, let us in.
Open the door.

I can't do that. You know the protocols.
I'm not sick!

You look pretty good,
but I don't know about Tom.

I have to say no. There's
a lot of people in here.

Please! Please!

No. Good luck to you, Joanie.

What did she say?
What are they gonna do?

Does everyone feel okay? Any
headaches, sore throats or fever?

Shh, shh. Mr. Schmidt, look.
What's that?

I can't see.
I don't think we should go down there.

Why not, Joanie?

Dr. Nielsen! Very much alive,
despite what they told you.

You're sick.
I was, for a moment.

But not anymore. Hello, Tom.

Don't worry. You'll recover,
just like the rest of us.

Here, let me give you a hand.
Kapoor is right down this way.

No! Don't take me, Joanie!
Don't let them!

Dr. Nielsen, it's okay.
We're not alone anymore.

Look at my clothes! Blood all over them.
Do you think this will wash out?

What's the blood from?

I don't want outsiders coming in here.
They mustn't see what happened.

It's very shocking.
Who mustn't see?

Ask ramesh.

I feel rage, Joanie!

Beautiful rage!

Joanie. Joanie.
Help me, Joanie.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Cal?

Cal?

Where are you, cal?

How would you have
told these folks, Sheriff,

that your fathers and brothers
are infectious psychotics,

it's all over and in less than
12 hours they'll be dead?

Major,

I'm going in there.

I'll find the antitoxin.
I'll administer it.

You can lock me in.

The antitoxin doesn't work!

I know you're a husband. I know exactly
what's going through your mind.

But you're also a law enforcement
official, and this a major civic disaster,

like a flood or an air crash.

You gotta set your emotions aside
and act like a professional!

Hey!

Get back. Get back out of my way.

Oh, no.

Stay away. Get out
of the car, asshole.

Get this man
away from the building.

Cal, where are you? What is it?

Joanie, can you hear me?

You all right?

Yes.

I mean, no.
They smashed everything.

What about you?

I think they're after me
because they know I'm not sick.

I'm sorry, Sheriff.

There's nothing I can do.

Hey! Do you think you can
just walk away from this?

I want you to talk to my wife.
She's not sick!

Has she been exposed?
Yes, and she's healthy.

It's not a disease
this is a weapon of war.

it's designed
to produce casualties,

but it's also designed to promote
maximum tactical confusion.

What are you saying? It drives
people crazy, that's what I'm saying!

Soldiers turn on their comrades.

Civilian victims
murder their doctors.

And then they die.

And that's what's going on
in that building right now.

I don't believe it.

This is deliberate?

You saw Nielsen
and you saw what he's done.

He's a victim of his own bug.
A regular Dr. Frankenstein.

You worked on this! Hell no.
I designed the cure.

You knew about it!

Well, I knew that
they were trying,

but I didn't think
that they could do it.

I guess I should have had more faith
in the ingenuity of my fellow man.

Turns out it's a big success.

You think I need this?
Well, I don't.

You're right.
I am a technocrat.

I allowed myself to be used

and I am as guilty
as all the rest of them.

Joanie, this is dan Fairchild. I want you to
tell me what's going through your mind now?

I mean, do you feel like hurting people?
You bet I do.

Nielsen, Kapoor, the rest of them.

I'd like to kill them.

Don't worry.
It's a perfectly healthy urge.

I'm not infected.
I already checked.

And even if I was,

it wouldn't make me a mad woman.
Okay.

We need to know
exactly where you are.

P4, Nielsen's lab.
I'm in the stockroom.

Do you see a refrigerator there?

It's full of bottles. The one's
with the orange flag are the antitoxin.

Are you safe? Can you stay put?

I think so. Where's Cal?

Okay, you wait right there.
Don't move, not for anything.

You were right.

She's not sick.
She might be the key.

I have been an employee

in the feed and seed
department for two years.

I met Bob-- he's the one
who's trapped in there--

We met on the job and we're
saving up to get married.

How long will you have
to remain in quarantine?

Well, I'm fine, but
the officer said 48 hours.

That's two whole days
in saran wrap.

How do you feel about Biotek now?

It's a real good company.
The pay is good, benefits are good.

And guess what.
I'm on overtime.

Hey.

What's new, huh, Sheriff?

Hey. You're not talking?
You still on their side?

Hey.

Now break it up!
What's the matter with you?

Hey.

White sugar, white dust.

That's a body bag.

Sorry.

I'm looking for suits.

You look like a 40 to me.

Are you gonna be okay?

How reliable is this suit?
100%.

What about the air? Am I gonna have
to hold my breath for two hours?

Hey. You're gonna be surrounded
by germs and sick people.

You sure that you can handle this?
Yeah, sure.

You bet.

Wait. I'll show you
how the pros do it.

This corn's been eating its wheaties.

What'd you expect? We've got the
best feed grain group in the country.

This is an air shaft.

Are you gonna open that up?
What's gonna come out? Nothing.

Look. It's an intake.

Excuse me, Major.

We've got an external seal break.

Where?

The greenhouse.

The air intake.
You're shitting me.

Watch yourself.
Slippery going here.

Slippery going. Right.

All right, soldiers,
fall in. Follow me.

The first person to enter
P4 without a security clearance.

Hey, where are you?

I can't do it.

But you've got the suit on.
Get on down here!

Let's go!

It's different for you.

- Germs are your job.
- Hold it!

You! Stay where you are!

Some protocol we got here.

Caps on the bottle, sir.

You ever hear of Borna?
You mean like "born again"?

No. It's a small
town in East Germany.

There were some horses there
-- this was before the war--

who were attacking each other and
everything around them until they dropped.

It was worse than rabies.

Well, it turns out they had
caught a hither to unknown virus,

that was infecting the
rage center of the brain,

The Rhine Encephalon.

You hear that?

It's getting louder.

You know the Borna Virus is hard to catch.
It's no good as a weapon.

And what Nielsen did was to take the
deadly part of the viral genome,

and move it into a nice,

highly infectious bacterial vector.

You mean a germ? Exactly.

I think we should put him up for
the nobel prize. Don't laugh.

He's the best kimeric
gene splicer on the planet.

Careful.

Now you watch where
you point that thing.

Okay, let's do it.

It's Bob Nickerson.

He was. He's dead.

It's interesting, isn't it?

Wish we could do an autopsy.

There's an idea.

I'm dying. You
are not going to die.

I've got the stuff. I just
-- I need a syringe.

It's going to be terrible.
You've got to leave.

There's nowhere left to go.

She's there.
This way. I saw her.

Oh, my god. Oh, my god.

I just saw them and they saw me.

So, let's just pray that
this stuff does some good.

Mr. Schmidt.

I warned you!

The toxin is in here!

Right there! Up the stairs!

Joanie!

Cal!

Thank god. I wanna
get out of here.

The antitoxin! We got it.

Get him!

It's them. Let's go.

Get the toxin!

No. No, no.

Get him. Get him!

Don't let him get away.
This way.

It won't work! I jammed it.

Look at this!

I've been wondering how the bud
got out of this lab.

Even after the primary infection,
it should have stayed in here.

But I guess every epidemic has its typhoid
mary, and I think I've just found ours.

Sure, he took a shower, he changed his
clothes, he took all the precautions.

But the bastard was wearing

contact lenses.

And he left here and toured
the entire building.

The busy administrator
on his rounds.

Don't worry, Sheriff.
He won't bite ya.

Well, Jesus Christ!
Would you look at that!

Goddamn protection.

No one's supposed to survive a direct
attack from Nielsen's best weapon.

Let's see if we can find out
what makes you so special.

Are you on any medication?

Uh, no. I take vitamins.

Are you allergic to anything?
Cheese, yogurt, other milk products?

No allergies.

And what about childhood diseases?

I had them all.

We'll take a look at your blood serum.
The answer's in there somewhere.

Oh, god. You're getting sick.
Yes, I know.

But I can still work.

It's happening.
Just like schmidt.

You're gonna try to kill us.

That'll flick their bic.

We need some rope or some
tape and your handcuffs.

Who says? Dr. Fairchild.

I can't see a thing. I'd have to
take the suit off. Don't you dare.

I'm studying the law, not biology.
Wait.

That's better. Hell,
they don't look so dangerous.

You look these little guys straight in the
eye, they're not so bad. Kind of cute.

We'll make a scientist of you yet.

Now change the slide,

and keep trying until you find
one where nothing's moving.

Hey, here it is! Ha!

They're not even twitching.

Okay. Slide number?

A3. A3.

Now find the sample
that goes with it,

and insert it into
the chromatography analyzer.

I don't get it.

Look at those spikes.
They're all over the place.

It doesn't make sense.

What are they hiding?

There! There!

No. Not there!

Come on, Doc.
Tell me what to do now.

What a minute. I'm an idiot.

- I know why she's not sick.
- They're coming!

I hear them.

You've got to do a radioimmunoassay
on that blood sample.

We're out of time.

No time. No time.

- Joanie, you're late, aren't you?
- What?

Your period, you missed.

Yes, a few weeks.
What are you getting at?

Estrogen, progesterone.

Your blood is full of proteins and steroids.
That's why you're immune.

You're pregnant.
Congratulations.

Stay back! My god.

You. You. You. You.

Dan.

Is he dead?

Nope. He's breathing.

What's this?

I'll tell you what it looks like.
It looks like a recipe.

Well, sure. The man has spent
his life cooking up cures.

That's what this is. It's a
recipe for a new antitoxin.

I don't understand.
What's Thorazine?

That's a heavy-duty
tranquilizer.

The use it on animals
and in mental hospitals.

What's he need Thorazine for?

It knocks him out so the
other drugs can go to work.

One.

Preg factor.

Two.

Antitoxin.

Half.

Thorazine.

Now what do we do? We wait.

Get out!

Okay, let's have'em.
Have what?

The keys, asshole. We're going
in there and get our people out.

There are no keys. Lucky you.

Anybody goes in, they get sick and die.
Understand?

I hope that holds him.

Sometimes people get excited...

And no army can't keep'em down.

He's gonna pull through.

He's gonna wake up
and be just fine.

What makes you so sure of that?

He has to.

If he turns into one of them,
you'll turn into one of them.

A couple extra shells.

If I get sick,

don't let me go crazy.

Cal, don't ask me.

We're all crazy now.

The whole world.

How can anyone allow this to happen?

He was part of it, Cal, so was I.

But he knew about it,
and you didn't.

I guess some people, they see a problem
and they just got to solve it.

Hold it.

He's coming to.

That's what I'm afraid of.

What do you think I am, a lab animal, I'm
gonna foam at the mouth? Get over here!

Do you know where you are?
Do you know what's happened?

I'm a big hero. I beat those bugs
with both hands tied behind my back.

Now cut me free.
We got some work to do.

Damn. Hey, Vic.

Hmm? Get me another
settling bottle.

Well, Sheriff, now
you can shoot some germs.

This is your new sidearm.

This baby delivers 30 rounds
of antitoxin two cc jets.

with a muzzle pressure
of 1,800 p.s.i.

You'll be proud to know I'm using
a formula just as you brewed it up.

I'll fine-tune it some other day.

Now, lower trigger loads it.

And the upper one...

Fires.

Huh.

You take care of it,
and it'll take care of you.

You've got the glows.

So, I guess you're first.

You want me to bend over?

They're back! All right.

Here's your supply of our magic
disinfectant. Be ready to pour.

I thought so.
Main pump reservoir? Right.

Stick close.
We'll get you there.

Joanie!

Hey.

My niece would love one of these.

Hey! I've found our patients.

They're in here!

Cylinder. Get the cylinder!

Come on!

Ram it! Ram it!

Please, God, don't let
them break the seal.

Look out!

Ram it!

Germs! They're killing
us for the germs!

You! I got you!

I need that.

You assemble my staff.

Announcement.

Morse, where are ya?
Watch it, dan.

Dan, where have you been?

We did it, Dan. Wonderful!

It's a real breakthrough, Nate
it's a feather in your cap.

Easy, Nate. Easy.

We were always the best, Dan.

You were the only--only one
who could keep it from me.

I think you've uncovered
a steroid antitoxin.

How 'bout we tackle that?

It's over, Nate.

Over.

No.

Oh, look-- look how
much we've learned.

So, how's it look? Are we clean?
Yes.

All zones?
Uh-huh.

Well, there is one thing we forgot.
What's that?

You.

George! How was it, George?

This is no longer necessary, Miss Evans.
Thank you.

Have you seen Bob?

Were you with Bob?

Hey, who's in there?
Sorry, I don't know.

Sorry.

No! No.

Bob!

Hi, honey.
Did you have a nice dream?

So how's the throat?
You got any swollen glands?

What is this, doctor's
make house calls? Sure.

That's it. We swept the plant
from top to bottom.

There is no bug left.
Congratulations, Doc.

Whatever you cooked up did the job.

Cal, what are you doing?

Upholding the law.

Think that'll do any good?
I don't know.

It'll keep the kids out anyhow.

Little Miss Blue Blood here sure
put a stop to this operation.

For a while, I guess.
Worry about it tomorrow, Doc.

We won our battle, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

So, who's hungry?

I am. I'm starving.

That's right. You're eating for two
now, aren't you, Mrs. Morse?

Why don't we all go
on up to my place

and I will cook you the best
breakfast you ever ate.

Zucchini pancakes and genetically
enhanced corn on the cob.

Relax. I'm a scientist.

I know what I'm doing.

Let's go home.