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[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

So?

[COMPUTER BEEPING]

[RAPID BEEPING]

No!

Let's run it again.

WOMAN: Dr. Carter.

No!

We've been running it
for 24 hours, Pat.

I don't care, Marybeth.

[RAPID TAPPING ON KEYBOARD]

[CRYING]

[SIGHS]

I need a cigarette.

You don't smoke.

What the hell,
I might as well start.

I have to call
my husband.

And tell him what?

"Hi, honey,
you'll never guess

"what happened
at the office.

"Our summer vacation's
been canceled,

and Thanksgiving
and Christmas and..."

[GUNSHOT]

SCHANKE:
I'm telling you, Nick,

my cousin, Arthur,
is also my stockbroker.

He'll help you
get your feet wet.

It takes money
to make money, Schanke.

You got the cash,
invest it.

You're not gonna be
young forever, Knight.

Holy moly,

check out
this eyepiece!

Bet you can't get these lenses
replaced overnight.

Well, we know what
and we know when.

There just doesn't
seem to be a why.

Suicide notes are usually left
somewhere fairly obvious.

Who found her?

NATALIE:
They're over there.

I'm Detective Knight

and this
is Detective Schanke,

and you are?

Doctors Paul Dana
and Marybeth Ellis.

We're staff astronomers
at the observatory.

I take it
you knew the victim well.

Well, we've worked
with Dr. Carter

for the past three years.

Was Dr. Carter
depressed recently?

No.

I never thought
she'd do this,

never...

I guess the shock of it...

Dr. Dana,

if it's suicide,

we'll know
pretty soon.

If it's not

and you're keeping
something from us,

we'd like to know now.

What I'm about
to tell you

is the most confidential
information in the world.

You have to promise
that it will go no further.

Yeah, yeah,
cross my heart.

I'm serious.

Do I have your word?

Listen, we don't make
any promises

until we know
what's going on.

Now, if you have
something to say,

say it.

For the past three days,

we've been tracking
an asteroid,

number 6748.

Yesterday,
the readouts indicated

that the asteroid's orbit
through the solar system

had changed.

It was confirmed last night

that 6748
is headed towards Earth

at 20 miles per second.

It's gonna hit
within three months.

But these things usually burn up
in the atmosphere,

don't they?

When they're small.

When this one hits,

it's gonna be
more than five miles wide.

That's larger than the one

that caused
the dinosaur extinction.

What I'm trying
to tell you

is it's gonna destroy life
on this planet

as we know it.

[♪]

NARRATOR:
He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans
for their blood.

Now, he wants
to be mortal again...

To repay society
for his sins...

To emerge from
his world of darkness...

From his endless forever night.

[GROWLS]

Do you believe them,
Dr. Forbes?

I wish I didn't,

but I know
Dr. Carter's team.

They don't make mistakes.

However, we'll check their data
and methodology.

Who's going to
do that?

York University...

and the jet-propulsion lab
in California.

Until then,

any leak of this news
to the public

could be disastrous.

It doesn't make any sense.

This is part of
God's grand plan?

Smash humanity

into millions
of itsy-bitsy,

teeny-weeny
little pieces?

After all the progress
we've made?

What progress?

The Cold War is over.

Fiber-optic technology.

Air bags.

Nice try, Schanke.

I know,
it doesn't seem real,

does it?

How can it be?

No one's
going to tell me

that humanity
that's evolved

over hundreds
of thousands of years

and survived wars,
pestilence, disease...

game shows...

is gonna be smashed
into meaningless obscurity

because some space trash
took a wrong turn at Pluto?

It's gotta be a mistake.

This is a joke, right?

This is a joke.

Yeah.

Hey, Myra. Hi, honey.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine, everything's fine.

Why wouldn't it be?

No, I just wanted to call
to say,

you know, that...

That I love you, you know?

That, uh...

Captain?

Tell me, detective.

How can I make
a contingency plan

when I can't tell anyone
about the problem?

I don't know.

When I think

about what's
going to happen,

it's no wonder Dr. Carter
decided to get out now.

That's what I wanted to
talk to you about, captain.

I don't think we've got
the full story.

Why?

Well, consider
the circumstances.

I mean, Dr. Carter discovers

that the world
is about to come to an end,

and that's pretty
gut-wrenching information,

but there's no suicide note.

I mean...

She didn't even say goodbye
to her family

or tell them
that she loved them.

Something...

Something about that
I can't accept.

You're saying it's murder?

No, I'm saying
that it feels wrong,

and we've got
nothing to lose

to keep the case open
a little longer.

[SIGHS]

Two days,

but don't waste
time on this.

I'm going to need you.

[♪]

Did you find anything?

NATALIE:
Hair follicles...

Dr. Carter's.

Everything seems to fit.

No signs of a struggle,

and there are
traces of gunpowder

on her hands.

She fired the weapon.

Well, maybe she was
firing at someone else.

No, the gun was only fired once,

and the print on the trigger
is her thumbprint,

which is consistent
with a self-inflicted wound,

which reminds me...

Here, this is
all yours.

Something's missing.

Yeah, evidence
of a murder, perhaps.

Carter's associates
were all outside

when it happened?

Well, that's
what they all said.

Is there any reason
to doubt them?

Nothing tangible.

I was hoping you'd
come up with something.

I'm not giving up yet.

Maybe you should.

All hell's gonna break loose
when news of this leaks.

Who said it was
going to leak?

Well, it's not gonna come
from us,

but we're not
the only ones who know,

and you can't order people
to stop talking

about the apocalypse.
What do you do? Kill them?

All right.

Up! Up, up, up,
up, up, up, up.

I've got work to do.

Sorry, I'm just not ready
to believe it all yet,

all right?

They still might find something,
and we might too.

Look, Schanke,
take this in, will you?

Make sure it was hers?

Yeah. I did not mean
to upset you, Natalie.

I'm sorry.

Hang in there.

I'm sorry
I snapped at him.

It's okay,
he knows that.

Do you think
I'm wrong?

Keep plugging.

We'll find something.

I love your optimism.

Well, let's hope
that spreads.

MAN:
Hey, it's me.

No, I'm not okay...

and neither are you.

Neither is anybody.

You're not going to believe
what I heard tonight.

REPORTER:
So you're not able to predict

the course of this asteroid?

MAN:
Yes, that is the case.

We cannot confirm
the course of asteroid 6748

at this time.

We hope to have
that information in 48 hours.

REPORTER:
So, what exactly

are you
doing about it?

We're asking observatories
all over the world

to track the asteroid.

We're also checking the data
of Dr. Carter and her staff.

I'd just like to stress

that this
has not been confirmed

by any independent source
at this time.

Thank you.

But the time frame
is simply not enough

to mount an effective defense,

and so the military

has ruled out
the use of nuclear warheads.

Sources also say

that even if there was
sufficient time,

there's no guarantee
that asteroid 6748's trajectory

could be sufficiently altered
so as to bypass the Earth.

[PEOPLE SHRIEKING]

Now, we're seeing
some of the latest footage.

More panic and confusion.

I'm not even sure
exactly where this is,

but we're seeing the same thing
just about everywhere now.

Crowds,
understandably frightened.

It's just about all the police,
and in some areas, the army,

can do to maintain order.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

[SHUTS OFF TELEVISION]

Yeah, hello.

It's Nat. Have you seen
what's going on?

I was just watching it.

There's more bad news.

Come as soon as you can.

NATALIE: They started
coming in this afternoon.

Mostly people who were living
or working underground.

Now that it's dark,

I've had another half-dozen...
so far.

All with
their blood drained.

And the marks.

We've had
a lot of suicides,

and with that,
and all the craziness,

I think
I can keep it hidden.

You're exhausted.

You should get
some rest.

No, there's...
There's too much to do.

Look, someone else
can handle it.

There is no one else.

Most of the department
didn't come in today.

I'm all alone here,

and I've got more bodies

than I usually get
in a month.

You're not alone, Nat.

I finished Dr. Carter.

There's nothing.

She killed herself...

and the world
is going to end.

I'm afraid this time, Nick.

I'm really afraid.

We're all afraid.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Is this all?

Well, thank you
for coming through.

We're less
than one-third strength.

The uniforms
are 50-percent.

I need everybody on the street.

I knew there'd be a reaction,
but nothing like this.

We're getting
homicide calls

about one
every 10 minutes.

Suicides, assaults.

Your badges
don't count for much now,

so watch your backs.
Any questions?

All right.

Good luck.

KNIGHT: Captain,

this might not be
the right time,

but I'm still
having problems

with the Carter case.

I'd like to stay on it.

Do you think
it's more important

than what's going on
out there?

Well, it might be
about what's going on.

I know it's a lot to ask.

Look, I don't
have time to argue.

One more day, that's it.

Of course,

there's no point
threatening you

under the circumstances.

What's with you, Schanke?

I'm stunned.

I just talked
to my cousin, Arthur.

Who?

That's his broker. And?

Well, he told me if I thought
the market was going down,

I should sell short.

I said I didn't know
what that meant,

so he did it for me and, uh...

I made $5,000.

Great. Great.

Tomorrow the market will drop
another thousand points.

So what?

They're closing it.

It would have fallen 2000,

but half the brokers
stayed home.

Including
your cousin, Arthur,

apparently,

or else he'd know

that the currency markets
have also collapsed.

In a few days,
five grand will be enough

to buy doughnuts
for the squad.

Congratulations, Schanke.

She doesn't understand.

She just doesn't get it.

It's not about
the damn money.

I know.

[SIGHS]

We have got three months
to live, Nick.

Myra's got three months.

Jenny's got--

We can't think about that.

I can't save them.

I can't protect them.

I know it doesn't make
any sense.

I just want to leave them
something, you know?

We don't know for sure how this
is going to work out, all right?

So we've gotta stay focused
on something.

Let's make it the case.

You're right.

What'd you find out
about the gun?

Well, it didn't come from
this side of the border.

I'm running a check on
the serial number in the States.

All right, well,
then you hang here

until you get
the information back.

Yeah, you never know.

Okay, stay on it.

So where you going?

Just...watch
your back, Nick.

At exactly 7:14 a.m.
on June the 30th, 1908,

an asteroid
100 meters in diameter

entered the Earth's atmosphere

and exploded with the force
of a 12-megaton bomb.

A column of fire
rose 20 kilometers in the sky

as hot and as bright
as the sun.

The entire forest below
was incinerated and blown flat.

The shock wave
circumnavigated the Earth...

twice.

Now, we have our friend 6748.

When it hits,

the 1000-megaton blast

will raise
an impenetrable cloud of dust

that will obliterate the Sun
for 20 years or more.

The temperature on Earth
will fall below freezing

and stay there.

The air will be filled
with dirt and toxins.

Within a short time,

all plant, animal...

and human life will be gone.

MAN: General!

The gods have toiled diligently
with the hands of your craftsmen

to mold an eternal tribute
to your greatness.

The likeness
is truly inspired.

There is some accuracy
in the depiction, proconsul.

I must admit
to a certain envy.

Perhaps you might
lend me for a brief time

the talent
of your craftsman?

Nothing would give me
greater pleasure, proconsul.

Unfortunately,
I put the man's eyes out,

and he wept
as he thanked me.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

So in keeping
with your character, general.

Indeed, I hear that
after you crushed the Gauls,

your men had quite a way
with their women...

at your request.

All in the name
of the emperor, proconsul,

and in yours,
of course.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

WOMAN: Lucius...

You've returned safely.

PROCONSUL:
General,

I shall leave
you two alone.

Hardly a day passed
that I didn't think of you...

and...your daughter.

I heard word
that she was sick,

and then healed
as if by magic.

Indeed,
there came a healer,

an ancient one,
sent by the gods.

He asked to be
alone with her.

Divia rose from her bed
that very night.

She's well, then.

Very.

The gods be praised.

I must see her.
No, Lucius.

I would rather you did not.

MAN: Seline.

Well, I must see
to my other guests.

Seline...

We must spend time.

We shall, Lucius.

We shall.

If that girl
be alive and well,

then I'm a gladiator.

She's pale and silent.

She never plays
in the sunlight.

There's a menace to her.

I tell you, that--

Divia?

[CHUCKLES]

Divia.

Strange girl.

Let us have
another drink, general.

May the gods

confer strength
to your armies,

power to
our invincible empire,

and prosperity
to our eternal city.

Welcome back, general.

To Pompeii.

[CHUCKLES]

[WOMAN SCREAMING]

MAN: Come on!

[VOICE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER MEGAPHONE]

[WHIMPERS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

WOMAN:
Please. Please.

[WOMAN SHRIEKING]

MAN: Look at me.

Look at me!

Let her go.

Who are you?

[GRUNTS]

I think the lady said no.

[GROWLING]

[SNARLING]

Take my hand.

Come here.

Are you all right?

Yes, I am.

[SIREN WAILING]

[ROWDY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Do I know you?

Hi.

Excuse me.

Nicholas, live a little.

It's the end
of the savings account

on safe sex.

Our kind are losing
control, Janette.

We could be exposed.

How can we stop them?

[LAUGHS]

Why should we stop them?

Well, we can't condone
what they're doing.

They're killing
at random.

Those already
destined to die.

And why do you
always worry about them?

What about us?

What do you mean?

Haven't you considered
what happens to us

when the mortals
are gone?

How will we feed?

You're used to
depriving yourself,

but do you really look forward
to slow death by starvation?

Well, I haven't accepted
that fate yet.

Then you're either courageous...

or naive.

We have to do
something, Janette.

I can't hold back the tide.

Neither can you.

Hey.

What, did you
run out of stiffs?

No. No, they're
stacked like firewood.

I just needed a break.

What are you doing?

I'm sitting here,

drinking
far too much coffee,

thinking I should be
out on the street

with the guys

or at home
with Myra and Jenny.

Aren't you working
on the Carter case?

Oh, yeah.
The FBI just called.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Seems like Dr. Carter
bought the gun

in beautiful
downtown Albany

about a month ago.

Now, my feeling is

she was about
to commit suicide,

and this asteroid thing

just pushed her
over the edge.

Did you tell Nick?

Yeah, he's on his way

to see one of Dr. Carter's
colleagues right now.

The guy won't quit!

The eternal optimist.

Hey, Schanke,
what are you, uh...?

What are you
going to do until...?

What, until the end?

I don't know.

Buy a doughnut franchise,

learn Esperanto,

Wallpaper my rec room
with thousand-dollar bills.

What about you?

Don't know.

With all the suicides
coming in,

I can't help but feel

that maybe Dr. Carter
had the right idea.

Wait, you're
not thinking about...

Sure I was.

But you know,
it hit me.

I don't have to die.

See you later, Schanke.

You have a beautiful home,
Dr. Ellis.

Thank you.

Do you live
by yourself?

Technically, no.

Please, have a seat.

Thank you.

Technically?

Well, my husband's work
keeps him on the road a lot.

He's here one
or two days a week.

What sort of work is that?

Investments.

Real estate.

Now, how can I
help you?

By making sense

out of what happened
to Dr. Carter.

It doesn't make sense to you?

No.

Frankly,
I'm not sure

why I didn't do
the same thing.

I don't know
how to answer you, detective.

I really didn't know her.

She was exhausted.

We'd been awake
for 36 hours.

What is it you're looking for?

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Anything, Schanke?

Yeah.

The gun checks out.

I'm ready
to close this one,

and so is Natalie.

You're alone
on this one, Knight.

I need you both out there.

Does our opinion count with you?

Yes, it does, captain.

All right.

I'll see you later.

[SIGHS]

Oh.

I gotta get home...

At least for
a couple of hours.

Schanke,
do me a favor, huh?

Yeah.

Give my love
to Myra and Jenny.

I will, thanks.

And Natalie came in.

I think maybe you should
give her a call.

You're serious.

Nick, I was afraid to die.

"Petrified"
would be a better word,

and then it hit me.

I don't have to.

I can live forever
with you.

There's no reason
not to bring me across.

Everything
that I've held back,

I want to give you now.

And you want it too,
don't you? [GASPS]

This is wrong.

An eternity of darkness
is not living.

You know that.

But how can I

unless I experience
it myself?

Am I just supposed to
take your word for it?

You mean you don't?

Oh, come on.

What choice do I have, huh?

I could be incinerated,
or let's see,

I could freeze to death
during the nuclear winter.

Immortality is looking
pretty good to me right now.

It's not that simple.

We're not even sure

if we can survive.

But at least there's a chance,

and when you think about it,
there's...

There's a sort of perverse logic
to it all.

The human race
is destroyed,

and in its place,

a new species.

Stronger,

more...intelligent,

Perfectly suited to living
in a world full of darkness.

Who knows?

Maybe this was meant to happen.

Nat.

You're not making any sense.

How can you turn me down?

I won't do it.

Fine.

Fine.

It's fine.

I'm a big girl, and...

Hell, a little rejection
isn't the end of the world.

[CHUCKLES]

Well...

Maybe in this case, it is.

Nat?

Natalie!

LACROIX: I must say,
adapting my palate

to accept this vinegar
won't be easy.

Although...

I suppose
we'll run out of cows...

and everything else before long.

And what then?

Artificial-blood product?

Well, if you don't like

what's on the menu,

you can always leave.

Forgive me.

It's not my place to criticize
your hospitality.

Especially
when you're not invited.

I'm going to miss them.

Mortals, I mean.

Where's the sport
without them?

Where's the fun?

Where's the sense
of gamesmanship?

What is it you want?

What I have
always wanted.

Companionship.

Why me?

You can best appreciate
the irony of my situation.

You young ones are fortunate.

Most of you will
eventually starve and die.

I will grieve on that day,

for my Nicholas,

my Janette.

And what will
happen to you?

Ah, we ancient immortals
will linger for some while

after you're gone.

I have been delivered
from death...

to a more...

permanent hell.

[GASPS]

Do I frighten you?

[CATCHES BREATH]

Of course not.

They say that as the army
of Gaul lay dying,

you ordered your men
to rape their women.

That was to crush the enemy
and reward my men.

Naturally.

I must get
my vicious streak

from you.

Where's your mother?

She is doomed,

but I'm going
to live forever.

[LAUGHING]

Do you want to
live forever?

[RUMBLING]

PROCONSUL: General!

General, come quickly.

The mountain!

Vesuvius is on fire!

Do you want
to die or live?

You only have moments to decide.

The gods cannot destroy me!

They don't have the power.

I'm the greatest general
in the empire!

Nobody has power over me!

PROCONSUL: Lucius,
a moment longer,

and we will be
buried alive!

Come on, come on!

I've defeated enemies
more powerful than you!

[RUMBLING, CRASHING]

[PANTING]

Let go your mortal bonds,
general.

We must survive
at any cost.

Life can cheat death.

It will always find a way.

Live or die?

What is your decision?

To live, Divia.

To live.

[SCREAMING]

Which do you suppose
is worse, Nicholas?

To die...

Or to be left in a living hell?

A form of life

whose only purpose is survival
and nothing more.

To exist...
for the sake of existing.

Such bitter irony.

The mortals sustain us:

their art, their laughter,
their society, their blood.

Our eternal lives
aren't worth much without them.

Are they?

So who is
the more powerful

in the end...

the hunter
or the hunted?

I don't know.

Perhaps there is a power
that's greater than both.

And the possibility
frightens you, doesn't it?

What kind of god is it

that can create
such perversity,

that can make
such torture?

NEWSCASTER:
Martial law is being imposed

in nations throughout the world

as panicking mobs overwhelm

the ability of local police
to maintain order.

Here at home,

authorities are pleading
for calm

while scientists explore
the prospects for survival.

For the first of three reports,
we go to the capital.

[WHIMPERS]

LACROIX: Fear...

Fear kills us

as surely
as a natural catastrophe.

It warps our senses.

Numbs our reasoning.

Makes cowards of us all.

Fear of death.

Fear that life as we know it...

is neither unique nor special.

[PATRONS HOOTING & HOLLERING]

[WILD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHING]

May I?

NATALIE:
Don't go away.

I'll be right back.

JANETTE: Dr. Lambert,
please come with me.

And what are we
doing here?

It's a party, isn't it?

Ooh. Does Nick know
that you're here?

Mm. How should I know?

Dr. Lambert,

this is not
a very good place

for a mortal to act

as if she doesn't care
what happens to her.

You're just
a little drunk, huh?

You bet your ass I am.

Where is he?

Who?

I met a very...
interesting boy.

He said he was going to go
and get me a drink.

Uh-huh.

Here's a drink.

Oh...

Captain, what's going on?

The army
is in charge, Nick.

They're afraid
I might get in the way.

With your experience?

They're crazy.

No, they're right.

All the training,
all the preparation,

and look at me.

All dressed up
with nowhere to go.

How about home?

Stay by the phone.

They'll realize
they need you soon enough.

Maybe.

[SIGHS]

Good night.

Good night.

Get your feet
off my desk.

Can you believe this?

Have you seen Natalie?

I have no idea
where she is.

Four stars?

Ah, three.

BOTH: None.

Hope there's
some good news in there,

I could use some.

No, they're reopening
the stock market.

What, so that it can
go down to zero?

I got big news for you.

There are people
making money on this thing.

Commodities are
going through the roof

since this rumor started

that you can ride out

the end of the world
underground. Oh, great,

20 or 30 years underground.

Yeah, if you're alive
when you came up,

at least real estate
would be cheap.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[♪]

Nick, I am telling you,

there are people
making money on this.

Brokers.

What's your cousin
Arthur's number?

Here you are, my love.

Hey!

You're a young one,
young and hot...

but you don't want
to mess with me, do you?

Let's see what this is.

[WHISTLES]

If there was any doubt,
there isn't now.

[EXHALES]

You look lost.

I guess I kind of am.

Where are you going?

Home.

I'll take you.

I know what you are,

and I know what you can do.

You can have me...

if you bring me across.

[PEOPLE CLAMORING,
SIRENS BLARING]

[SIGHS]

I already told you
everything, detective.

I don't think so.

What's that?

It's what's
commonly referred to

as a search warrant.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Where is
your mortal friend?

She's lying down
in back.

She's not my friend.

[GASPS]

Hey, hey...

Wait a minute.

What's your hurry?

I mean, whatever happened
to a little romance,

a little style?

I can't wait.

May-- Maybe this...
isn't such a good idea.

Maybe...
Just not tonight.

[GASPS]

[HEART BEATING]

Why don't you take me home?

Home.

Is your husband home?

No.

Looks like he'll be arriving
any minute now.

Am I right?

You know, it's funny.

Thousands are dead,
the world's in turmoil,

yet you people
have something to celebrate.

What's the occasion?

Nothing.

We may as well
drink it while we can.

[SCOFFS]

Has your husband
been on the road

during
all this time?

Yes.

Why is that important?

Wouldn't it be
more accurate to say

that he's been in New York?

He spends five days
a week there.

I don't know
what that proves.

It proves
that there's a lot to learn

from your choice of words.

He spends
most of his time

in New York,
not on the road,

and you said you didn't think
my point proved anything,

which means that you thought

that there was
something to prove.

The night Dr. Carter
killed herself

you told me

she would never do
something like that,

never.

Yet, the next time
we spoke,

you said you really
didn't know her.

What made you think

that Dr. Carter
wouldn't commit suicide?

That's a question,
Ms. Ellis.

I don't know.

We just finished

going through
your computer at work,

and among
the astronomy material,

we found a program

that tracks the stock
and currency markets.

Your modem had an automatic dial

to your husband's offices
in New York.

Is there something wrong
with that?

Your husband
didn't come home

when news
of the asteroid leaked.

He stayed in New York

where his
investment company

bought securities
and currency

at a fraction
of their value.

Now, if the markets
recover,

he stands
to make millions.

Is the market
going to recover,

Ms. Ellis?

That is a question,
Ms. Ellis.

The asteroid...

it's not going to
hit us, is it?

SCHANKE:
Get a good night's rest, doc.

You deserve it. Congratulations.

Yeah, well, I got to admit
I had a funny feeling

about this case
from the beginning.

Yeah. Bye.

Seems like
our rocket scientist

had it
already figured out.

Our suspect misled them
by one arc second.

What's an arc second?

Well, in this case,

enough to make
the world go crazy.

What did the captain say?

She wants to wait
for the husband.

Take them in together.

Ah, sweet togetherness.

I'll handle things
from here, Nick.

All right.

[LINE RINGS]

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

Yeah. Knight.

I can't find Natalie.

She was here earlier tonight,
acting crazy.

One of the new ones
was with her. Which one?

I think they call him "Spark."

All right.

I'll go to her place
and work my way back.

Have Brianna search
the area around the club.

Oh, and, Janette?

It's not going to hit us.

[♪]

[GASPS]

If you know what I am
and what I can do,

then you know
there's no escape,

so just relax and enjoy it.

[HEART BEATING]

I'll try to do it
with style.

KNIGHT: Spark!

Get away from her.

[HISSING, GROWLING]

[GRUNTS]

Nick!

[GROANS]

Are you all right?

It was a hoax, Nat.

What?

It was a hoax.

The world
isn't going to end.

From all of us
to you, captain.

Thanks, everybody.

And, Knight,

thanks for staying
with it.

KNIGHT: You're
welcome, captain.

Will you excuse me?

Did you sleep well?

For a while.

When did you leave?

I stayed for
as long as I could.

I thought maybe
you'd close the curtains

and spend the day.

Oh, I didn't think
you wanted me to,

not after what happened.

I don't know what I want.

Oh, Nat.

You were right
not to bring me across.

[♪]

I gotta go.

I got a lot
of work to do.

LACROIX:
Life will always find a way to cheat death.

Life is the enemy
we cannot defeat,

only cling to like parasites

on the living flesh
of the universe,

hoping that we're not noticed

and brushed away
with a flick of the hand...

[RUMBLING]

And we're truly eternal?

Yes.

Father.

You were right, Divia.

Damn you for it.

[♪]

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