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Dr. Goldstein, Rover 7 made it back

to the surface, it seems to be working.

Everything's been recorded.

It can't be left alone.

We found them.

Ah, Mr. Peters,

there's someone waiting for you in your office.

Waiting for me?

James Peters?

I'm sorry, do I know you?

I'm Dr. Julia Goldstein.

I work for the Pickman Corporation.

It's inspiring to see you've been following

in your father's footsteps.

A researcher.

Must be in the blood.

I'm sorry, but I'm not interested

in any more talks or lectures about my dad.

I've written just about everything there is to know,

so buy my books, I do my own research now.

I know.

The Miskatonic astrobiology program,

partially funded by us.

Look, I'm not interested in any more handouts

from the Pickman Corporation.

Mr. Peters, what if I were to tell you

that Pickman is selecting candidates

for some new research?

An expedition.

One might say it's an astrobiologist's

dream come true.

An expedition?

Our teams have been doing research in the Antarctic

and Southern Atlantic oceans for the past seven years,

until a few months ago when we found something unexpected.

Our team mapped a trench in the Antarctic continental shelf,

west of the Mid-Atlantic Ridge

between South America and Antarctica.

We've collected over 12,000 square kilometers of data,

and we found a new deepest point in the ocean

of 37,000 feet.

How can that be possible?

We knew that the continental shelf was unusually deep,

but it was something else, on the ocean floor,

that, uh, caught us by surprise, shall we say.

This is footage from a remote control sub

we sent down there.

What is that?

It looks almost man-made.

Well, we have a theory that it's some kind of portal.

To where?

That, Mr. Peters, is what we're going to find out.

Pickman wants you to join the expedition team.

I have some people I'd like you to meet.

Thank you, everyone, for attending at such short notice.

You're finally about to see why this interruption

to your busy lives is so very worth your time.

I'll make the introductions.

This is Gordon Atkins,

head of the manned submersibles laboratory

at London's Royal Society for Improving Natural Knowledge.

Uh, he's agreed to lead our expedition,

and is by far the most qualified man for the job.

Christine Harris, marine biologist

and member of the European Marine Biology Symposium.

James Peters is developing our discovery programs

at the prestigious Miskatonic University

and is something of an expert in the field

of Pickman Corp's early research.

Joseph Meeker is our safety and communications officer.

And finally, Hank O'Connell, our lead engineer.

Hank, the floor is yours.

Hello, everyone.

I'm really very pleased to meet you, finally.

I expect you will be wondering what it is I've engineered.

Through the Pickman Corporation,

my team have managed to build a deep-diving submersible

like nothing that's ever existed before.

This is Providence 3.

250 tons, built with syntactic foam,

capable of withstanding the huge compressive forces

of the water at 37,000 feet and below.

Impressive, Hank.

Makes you wonder what happened to Providence 1 and 2 though.

So state of the art that it can safely

take us into this ancient opening

in the earth's seabed hydrosphere.

I'm sorry, into the opening?

Didn't you say you sent remote operated vehicles

in that never came out?

Oh, yes, some have made it back.

Some?

Listen, we aren't going to pretend

that this isn't a risky expedition.

We wouldn't launch Providence 3

with a crew on board if we weren't 100% certain

our technology was safe.

Test dives have been completed

with highly satisfying results.

Now all it needs is a crew.

What do you expect us to find down there?

What if there's nothing but pitch-black, watery abyss?

The ocean is the last great frontier of our world.

Now, I have dedicated my whole life

to seeking out the unknown and the incomprehensible,

and this gateway might be my greatest discovery.

It demands to be explored, Ms. Harris.

If something built that structure,

just imagine what might lie within it.

Secrets of the ocean.

And there is a hidden world beneath us,

gentlemen, ladies, unseen by human eyes,

because up until now we have been unable

to create the technology necessary to take us there.

Your mission as the crew of Providence 3

is to be that interface between our technology

and that new dark continent we aim to explore.

These files contain the key data collected so far,

and outline the expedition.

You'll need to complete two months of training

before the dive.

Read them closely.

You have 24 hours to decide whether you're in or out.

James.

I'm so glad you came.

Walt would be so proud to see us exploring

the unknown together.

Thank you, Mr. Pickman.

It's a lot to think about.

It is, but I wouldn't want to make this trip without you,

it wouldn't seem right, for Walt's sake.

I need you there.

I've been counting down the days

to finally meeting in this crew.

We've worked so hard,

overcome so many challenges to get this far.

All right, who wants another drink?

- No. - Ooh, yes, please.

- Yeah? Gotcha. - Thank you.

Well, I don't think we'll be eating like this

at the bottom of the ocean,

so I'm gonna enjoy it while I can.

You up for it then?

What, a voyage the deepest part

of the planet anyone's ever been?

How could I walk away from that?

Aah, there's nothing to beat it,

being out there in the deep sea.

Firsthand research, it's what we're born to do, right?

You know, I just, I can't comprehend

the water pressure at 30,000 feet or whatever.

Weight of an entire ocean pressing down on you.

If anything goes wrong.

All right, now I'm worried.

You now, you're putting your life in my hands.

Very capable hands, though.

Okay, here we go.

- Cheers, team. - Cheers.

It's not really what we were designed to do though, is it?

- It sounds risky. - Ah, expect the unexpected...

First rule of deep sea exploration.

Wow, well, we'll all sleep better tonight knowing that.

Thank you, Gordon.

You've done this before then?

Ah, many times.

Never this deep though.

We'll be setting a new record.

Everything you do is five times harder in the ocean, okay?

Just remember that.

But you're still going along with it, all of you?

Well, look, it's like the old man said,

"It is the chance of a lifetime."

Well, team, to Providence 3.

To Providence 3.

Guys, I need some fresh air, I'll be right back.

Hm, do you want me to get you another drink?

No, no, I've had enough, really.

Sorry. Ex- excuse me.

Hey, you okay?

Um, doesn't it scare you at all?

Um, I don't know.

I have this, um, respect for the ocean.

I mean, it's my life,

but I know it can turn on you in a heartbeat.

So you think the others know who you are, Peters?

Or they haven't put two and two together yet?

So you noticed?

Yeah.

I mean, obviously I had to research Pickman

when Dr. Goldstein contacted us, you know?

See what he's into. His history.

What was it like growing up around something like that?

I mean, the stories and,

and the legends, and all the theories.

I'd rather just have my dad back.

You mean they really never found him?

That wasn't some hook just to sell more copies?

Gone without a trace.

I'm sorry.

Hey, it's okay.

Um, it was a long time ago.

Look, Jim, I don't think they would

send us down there and spend all this money

if they weren't certain there was more for us to discover.

What you think there's something they're

not telling us?

If I go on this expedition,

I need to know that I'm coming home.

This is my son.

He's, um, he's seven months old,

and I'm all he is got.

My parents are looking after him.

And what's he called?

Sam.

Uh, look, I, I know what a huge sacrifice I'll be making.

I mean, with the, with the training and,

and the trip, and the time away from him is gonna kill me,

but if everything goes to plan,

I'll be back before his first birthday and...

Maybe I can live with that.

And what if it doesn't go to plan?

Something tells me these things rarely do.

- Mr. Pickman. - Thank you.

You all ready there, Jim?

I can't say I slept much last night.

Just goin' over and over everything, you know?

Everything that could go wrong.

That's normal, Jim.

You know shouldn't smoke so much, Captain.

It increases anxiety and tension.

I like to be tense, dear.

It keeps the senses sharp.

You wanna ciggy, Jim? - Nah, no thanks.

- You wanna dramamine? - Ooh, you have some?

Hey, uh, how far are we goin'?

You'll see.

She's out there waiting for us.

Command Center, standby,

we are awaiting crew's arrival at Providence 3.

Morning, Dr. Goldstein.

How long?

We are launching in one hour.

Weather conditions are looking perfect

for another cup of hours.

Where's our feed?

P3 rear cam one and rear cam two,

we have a clear signal.

P3 front cam is live.

And the rover cameras will be activated upon launch.

We're all set for them.

Crew approaching P3.

Commence launch operation in T minus 12 minutes.

Standby for entry.

Welcome to Providence.

Okay, team, let's go, go, go!

We've got 20 hours of life support!

It takes one hour and 30 minutes to get to the seabed.

Let's not waste any oxygen.

Chris.

Man, oh, man, this is not a simulation anymore.

You ready to pilot that thing, Jimmy?

I have a dreadful feeling I'm looking

at my own very expensive coffin.

What, two months training wasn't enough for you?

You're collecting rock samples, not landing on Mars.

What's the difference?

This is Providence 3 to DP control.

How do you copy, over?

We're receiving you loud and clear, P3.

Okay, you have a good comms voice here.

Is that you, Ms. Rachel?

How's it looking out there, Gordon?

Life support's good, O2 level's good.

Oh, we're groovy.

Apart from the fact there's 1000 horrible ways

to die down here at the bottom of the ocean,

we're feeling pretty great about it.

Okay, Mr. Pickman?

More than okay.

She's remarkable.

Hatch is secure, Captain.

Roger that, Hank.

Be advised, we are in position and go for launch ops.

Three minutes to commence launch operation, over

Roger that, DP control.

I'm gonna open the vent.

We are clear to vent.

Opening now.

Don't worry.

If it buckles, the whole thing will implode

at hypersonic speed,

and we'll be jelly in a matter of micro seconds.

What?

You won't have time to even know it's happened.

Pre-dive safety briefing's already completed.

All right, P3, let's do final checks.

Final checks.

Vision one, CO2 is running at 0.3%.

Scrubber fan is running.

Depth gauge is working.

Compass is working.

Okay, and I think we're ready.

DP control, we are clear to launch.

Affirmative.

Good luck on your voyage to the deep, P3.

You have permission to dive.

Copy that.

Heading down.

Say goodbye to the surface world.

Approaching 20 meters.

Vents are secure.

40 Meters.

P3, what's your speed?

Vertical speed, 3.4 knots.

I have good control.

Copy that.

We're losing light already.

Approaching 100 meters.

Okay, team, good job.

Right on course.

10,500 meters.

Five minutes 'til target depth.

In 400 meters, we've set a new record.

The pressure lock.

Once the rover is fully submerged, we seal you in.

then we activate the exit doors.

Then, you're on your own out there,

ready to explore the deep.

Just remember you're training.

Piece of cake.

Hank! Jim!

You need to come see this.

- What is it? - Turn up front spotlight.

Are you ready to see this in person?

We're here already?

X coordinates minus 106,

Y coordinates minus 79.

DP control, we have arrived.

Just keep talking, P3.

We're looking at a huge carbonate structure,

a circular gateway.

It's unreal.

Yeah, planet earth's butthole,

just where I wanna be.

No volcanic activity causes this kind of detail.

These rocks were put here.

By what? They're the size of houses.

All I know is that this place will teach us more

than we've ever dreamed.

I'm easing us into the gateway.

Speed is 2.3 knots.

Spotlights are facing forward,

but we're just headed into absolute darkness.

P3, you must keep talking to us

as you move into the gateway.

The signal is currently running at 100%.

Everything's stable.

Picture is all good on front and rear cams.

We're loud and clear.

Gordon!

- P3? - Everything's shutting down!

What's going on down there?

I've lost thrusters.

Hank! - P3, come in.

We're losing them.

Try to get a better signal.

I am trying.

Activate emergency power!

DP control, are you reading?

Come in, DP control!

Rachel, can you hear us?

DP-- - We've lost them!

Hey, everybody just cool it, all right?

Gordon, are the thrusters still malfunctioning?

It's everything, Hank.

Everything has shut down.

We're still sinking.

Depth is approaching 1100 meters.

I'm dropping our weights, we can't just sit here.

- No, no, stop. Stop! - Hang on, Gordon, not yet.

Give it a chance.

Remember where we are?

We made it.

- I've gotta find Pickman. - Wait.

Take this.

I guess we're on our own down here then.

Jesus, Pickman!

We found them.

All right, we're back on.

P3, do you copy?

Come in P3.

DP control, we copy.

What happened down there?

It looks like we lost power

when we entered the portal.

We've definitely stumbled on something here.

Three hours of radio silence,

you don't know how glad I am to hear your voice.

Three hours? Did she say three hours?

Please repeat, DP control.

How long did you say we were out of contact?

Three hours and 12 minutes

since your last transmission, P3.

That's impossible.

Hank, check our life support.

Life support has decreased approximately three hours.

She's right. - What does that mean?

We're not getting anything up here, P3.

There's disruption on the feed,

a lot of static interference.

Oh my God.

Describe what we're looking at.

Uh, okay.

Um, I hope you can hear me clearly enough.

We're, we're drifting above

a huge ancient ruin.

There are decayed stone structures as,

as big as mountains.

How could there have ever been life down here?

Sunlight could have never reached this place.

That implies a whole new basis of life.

One that doesn't need the sun, only water.

And darkness.

Maybe it wasn't always underwater.

There's something on the seabed.

- What is that? - Uh, maneuver the camera.

Pan, pan down.

Get a better view of it.

Rachel, are you seeing this?

I think I'm getting something.

Look.

Fuck!

That looks like some kind of life form, doesn't it?

Copy that.

Impossible.

It's definitely some sort of remains,

buried under centuries of sediment buildup.

I want to get a closer look at that.

Where is Mr. Peters?

He's right here.

Peters.

James, I need a tissue sample

from that deep sea organism, whatever it is, understood?

Copy that.

This is the payoff.

The answer to our deepest wonders.

So many secrets we must know.

It's on you, Jim.

Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah.

I'll be all right.

Repressurizing lock.

Brace for launch, Jim

Rover clear for launch.

Opening pressure lock outer doors...

Now.

Launch successful.

You okay?

Just don't let anything happen to him out there.

Jim, are you receiving?

Life support's all good.

There is more current down here than I expected,

but I've got good control.

Okay, take her down.

All lights facing down.

Increasing vertical speed to 1.4 knots.

You doing good, Jim.

38,000 feet.

Oh, man, it feels pretty lonely out here right now.

We're right here with you, Jim.

Guys, are you seein' this?

We have a clear image from all rover cams.

Gently now.

300 units of down thrust.

Take it easy, Jim, you're right on top of that thing.

Look at that creature.

Gordon, what was this?

Starboard 20 degrees and ease her down.

Whatever this thing was, it's colossal.

Up close, could have been as tall

as the Empire State Building.

Okay, Jim, you can't afford to waste much time.

Get the tissue sample, get the hell out of there.

Affirmative. I'm in position.

His depth gauge isn't reading anything,

should we be worried?

We haven't got time to worry. He's doing fine.

Nice and easy.

Oh, Jesus, it's like whale blubber.

Looks like some sort of cephalopod.

Deep-sea gigantism on an epic scale.

I can't understand how it hasn't deteriorated.

Maybe the dissolved oxygen levels down here?

Makes you wonder how long it's been dead.

Guys, check out rear cams, something moving out there.

- Moving? - You didn't see it?

I've almost finished the incision.

I can't see shit out here.

Gordon, I'm picking up movement.

Impossible, nothing could be alive down here.

- It's reading a life-form. - It's reading Jim.

This is too big to be Jim, this is massive!

Well, then it's reading wrong.

Everything's glitching since we entered the portal.

- Jim needs-- - We don't say anything

until he's got the sample, he's nearly there.

He might be in danger!

One more minute and he has got the sample!

He might not have a minute! Let me talk to him!

- Stop! - The corporation did

not spend all of this money

for us to come back with nothing!

Let Jim do his job!

All right, guys, I got it, I got it.

Okay, Jim.

Gordon, please get him out there.

Is the sample secure, Jim?

Just a little longer.

The sample is secure,

but I've lost my starboard horizontal thruster.

Guys, I've got a lot of failures here.

This isn't looking good.

Don't panic, Jim.

Jim, please respond!

He's not hearing us.

Signal's gone.

Hello? Gordon?

It's moving again, whatever it is.

We've just lost communication

with port [indistinct].

Something's scrambling our radios out there.

- Don't lose him! - What the fuck is that?

I'm not going any closer.

We're not leaving without Jim!

Take us down! - Are you insane?

This is what you wanted, Pickman,

an encounter with the Gods?

Aren't they as immeasurable as you recall?

DP control, permission to abort.

Permission denied, Atkins.

Retrieve that rover before you begin your ascent.

Are you not seeing this?

Permission to abort!

Permission denied, Gordon.

I'm not losing that sample.

Hank, fill the pressure lock,

we're bringing him in now.

Some strange electromagnetism in the air.

- Argh! - Gordon, take us down!

What is that?

Goddamn it, Gordon, take us down!

Get out!

No!

I'm taking us down.

No, we're too close!

Fuck!

Hank, help me!

Christine!

No!

Christine!

P3, my thrusters are back.

Your air supply is not looking good,

get as close to us as you can!

We gotta move!

Gordon, I'm heading back!

Jim, prepare to board.

No, no, stop!

Gordon, stop!

Don't open the outer doors!

Christine! She's in the pressure dock!

- What? - She's in the water.

Open up the inner doors, the inner door!

There isn't time!

You'll blast her into the ocean!

She'll die, Gordon!

Jim, you'll have to hang on.

Christine ah, I'm coming.

Hurry up!

No. No, no.

Come on, gimme a hand!

Help me get her out!

Gordon, the doors aren't opening.

Gordon, I'm outside.

Jim, hang in there, we've got a problem!

Chris is trapped in the pressure lock!

- What? - You'll have to wait

for the pressure lock to reseal!

I can't let you in!

- Christine! - Hank, quick,

Pull her out. - All right.

What the fuck?

- That's it, grab it. - Pull up.

Come on, quick. Quick.

All right, Joe, help her.

Help her? She's fucking dead!

Well do something, you're the fucking safety officer!

Gordon, I'm closing the pressure lock.

Hank, we're taking on water!

The front end is compromised!

Hank, what's going on down there?

Hank!

Gordon, I think we lost her.

Never mind that, Hank. Check the bunk rooms.

I'm reading severe damage down there.

This whole sub is gonna go down

if I don't drop weight now!

Jim, I'm opening the outer doors.

Hold on, I'm getting into position.

Fuck!

God, Jim, get your ass in here now!

Pickman, get up!

Get out of here!

10 more seconds, Gordon.

Hurry!

Gordon, the entire bunk room's flooded.

I'm sealing off this corridor.

Drop weights now or the water will drag us down!

The pressure doors are still closing.

Jim's in there!

We don't have time, Gordon!

And we, we can't ascend with this much water on board!

Gordon! - Five seconds, Hank!

We can wait five seconds!

It's too late, Jim, I'm dropping weights.

Hold on!

does anybody copy?

DB control, we're leaving the bottom

at X minus 278, Y minus 78!

Is it following you, Gordon?

I don't know! Check the radar!

No!

No, no, no!

No.

I can't get the second door to close!

It's jammed!

Ugh, I can't get out.

Look at it, Hank.

Look at the devastation they can cause.

Just one of them against all of us.

- What? - Our brilliant minds,

totally defenseless against them.

What are talking about?

They're brilliant, Hank, brilliant.

No! No!

No, no, no, no, no!

Why won't you help her?

Why won't you help, dammit?

Jesus, no.

No!

Come on, Chris.

Come on, don't fucking leave me down here without you.

Come on, please.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on. Fuck.

Please, Chris. Please.

Come on. Come on.

Breathe, dammit.

Breathe!

Come on, Chris.

Come on.

Fuck.

Come on.

Come on, come on, just breathe.

Just breathe!

You're all right. You're all right.

You're all right.

Jim!

You're all right.

Hey. Hey, it's okay.

It's okay, we made it.

It's okay. It's okay.

Hey. - Yeah, thanks.

O'Connell's dead.

See for yourself if you want to,

he's floating in between the doors.

The whole front of the sub is underwater.

Are you sure?

Well, unless he went for a swim.

Well, you thought Chris was dead,

look how that turned out.

Hey, I'm not the one who fell into the fucking pressure lock.

She wasn't breathing, how was I to know?

That we should all just be grateful

that any of us are still alive.

Fuck!

How long till we're back on the surface, Gordon?

Well, kids, can't say for sure.

We've taken on a fuck ton of water.

Hank said not to smoke in here.

Do you want one, Jim?

Help yourself.

We'll smoke in his memory.

How long can we survive like this down here?

We've got three more hours of life support left.

Can't see it taking us more than two hours

to get to the surface.

But I can't be sure.

The longer we're down here, the heavier we get,

the slower we ascend.

Three hours seems tight.

It is tight,

but there's nothing more I can do about it.

Let's hope there's no more nasty surprises.

It's the tissue sample.

Do you hear them, Jim?

Calling to us...

God's of the deep...

Howling to be perceived by human minds.

This tiny specimen,

it's going to change everything we know.

Everything we ever thought we knew.

Don't touch it.

We need to get this down to the lab and isolate it.

Quickly now, before it deteriorates.

Maybe we should seal it in the pressure lock.

No, I want this preserved properly in the lab.

Pickman, this is something that hasn't been out

of the water for millions of years,

we have no idea what we're exposing ourselves

to by bringing this on board.

Ms. Harris, do you really think you came

all the way down here just to look at it?

We didn't know we were collecting living tissue.

So many answers await us, Jim.

I don't have time to waste.

Careful, Joseph.

Where you going?

We can't stop them examining that thing,

so someone who knows what they're doing

should go supervise,

make sure they keep it contained.

Three hours, Jim.

I suggest you go with them

and make sure they do nothing stupid.

I've not seen Pickman like this since...

A long time.

He's not thinking straight.

I don't know if any of us are anymore.

DP control,

we are a little under three hours

from the surface.

The tissue sample is securely aboard.

We've got one casualty.

O'Connell didn't make it.

It seems like it's mostly adipose tissue.

Body fat.

This is a big piece you took.

Yeah, no surprise it tried

to knock us halfway across the ocean.

Totally disconnected from the body...

But still reactive.

I don't think I've ever seen anything like it.

Imagine what we could learn from an organism like this.

The flesh that still lives on

after it's been severed from the body.

Oh, it still thinks it's part of the sea beast.

I think that it senses us.

And I say we leave it the hell alone

and wait 'til it's safely back at the research base.

Hank built this so we could do immediate research.

Well, unexpected things happen when we mess

with stuff we don't understand.

And how do you know this thing will still be moving,

active, secreting slime like it is

once we get it back to the surface?

Guys.

If you don't mind, I'll take my chances.

Jim.

Whoa.

Chris, get away from it.

It knows we're here.

Can't we freeze it?

I think we pissed it off enough already.

Pickman, Jim's right.

We need to keep this contained. We should seal the lab,

we have no idea what we're dealing with.

I'm paying you to be the biologist here.

I am not risking someone else's life for this expedition.

The science trip is over.

Jim, get him out of here and help me lock this place up.

You heard her.

Dr. Goldstein.

Joseph, tell me the specimen is secure.

It's been contained in the onboard lab,

Pickman's already running tests.

I think you're gonna be very satisfied.

I hope so.

Don't underestimate the value of that tissue sample,

protect it with your life,

because if it doesn't make it back to the surface--

Lady, if that sample doesn't make it back, neither do I.

And believe me,

that tuna chunk will be the least of my worries.

You don't have to worry.

As long as that specimen is delivered to me,

your safety is guaranteed.

And the deal's the same as before.

Correct.

Well then, we are crystal clear, babe.

And I'm already taking the necessary precautions.

Pickman's gonna be pissed.

Pickman isn't interested in riches.

Well then, his loss is our gain.

Keep me updated.

Something's not right here, Chris.

There's some strange feeling...

I don't know.

Just try to relax, it's nearly over.

We've been down here God knows how long,

and no one's ever been this deep.

Yeah, but maybe we were never meant to come here.

You know, maybe nature never intended us to find this place.

Don't get hysterical on me, Jim.

Have you seen anything down here?

You know, heard anything?

Things you shouldn't see, things that couldn't be here?

Like what?

None of this was meant to be here.

Well, like when you went into the water,

why did you do that?

Because you saw something, right?

Something made you do it?

No, I fell.

No, you saw something,

you, you, you chased after it,

like, like Sam floating in the water.

No. Jim, what's wrong with you?

Look, when I was out there,

I thought I heard my dad over the intercom.

His tapes, his, his old recordings,

they were playing at the bottom of the fucking ocean.

How can that be possible?

Listen to me, you didn't hear anything, okay?

You panicked.

We're all shocked. It's normal.

I don't think any of this is normal.

I just know I wanna get home.

We will, but I need you to keep it together, okay?

I need you.

Help keep me sane until we're back on the surface.

I can't do this alone.

We came to the bottom of the ocean,

none of us were ever entirely sane.

You did great out there.

Your dad could never bring back this physical proof

of things that people didn't believe existed.

This is gonna shock the world, Jim.

You lived up to your name.

Yeah, well...

I worry that might not be a good thing.

We're two hours from the surface.

Do you copy, DP control?

Come in, DP control.

It's October 25th,

day three of the Peters-Pickman expedition

to the Antarctic Peninsula.

40 miles into the mountains,

we've uncovered something extraordinary.

Can't you hear that?

It's speaking to us...

Communicating.

What's happening out there?

Wait, Chris! hang on!

Come on!

- Gordon! - Gordon!

Christine!

Oh my God.

No!

Jim, get it open!

I can't.

Get him out of there now!

Hold on.

Chris, get out of the way.

Come on!

Put down the ax, Jim!

Pickman's in there!

That's Pickman's problem.

You're not really gonna use that thing, Joe.

You open those pressure doors, this ship fills

with water at a rate so fucking fast

the liquid will cut your bodies in two.

Drop it!

What, you just gonna let Pickman die in there?

Pickman's lost his fucking mind.

Don't you get it?

This was his dream, to see those creatures,

those ancient sea gods.

And if that's what he wants,

I do not need to go down with him.

He didn't even know these things were down here.

Pickman knew.

He knew what they were,

and he knew they were only sleeping.

Exactly.

What do you think they found down in Antarctica?

What do you think they've been searching

for all these years?

And he just let us wake them up.

Pickman did not spend all of this money

for you two to have the adventure of a lifetime.

We were sent here with a clear objective.

Get the tissue sample from the fucking water goblins,

make it back to the surface,

and get filthy, fucking rich.

So will you please both move away

from the fucking pressure doors!

You think that specimen's gonna make you rich?

It's gonna be harder than you think.

Oh, you think I'm scared of a couple of brainiacs?

No, that thing is growing.

You can go and look at it if you don't believe me.

And I think it's having a strange psychological effect

on our crew.

Oh, you fucking think.

It doesn't just exist physically,

it's in our minds, it's in our thoughts.

Joe, I don't know if you know this,

but I have a son waiting for me back home.

He's 10 months old, and if I don't get back to him,

if I don't see him again,

I swear to fucking God,

you'll die down here with me,

and it won't be pretty.

I don't need to listen to this bullshit.

Wait, don't agitate him.

- Jim! - He's dangerous, Chris.

There's nothing we can do.

Gordon?

It's from the sea,

frozen in time and waiting for the thaw.

Jim, my boy, is it really you?

Gordon, maybe you should come downstairs

and lie down for a while.

I always knew you would find me one day, Jimmy.

They told me you would come,

but I prayed, I prayed that it wasn't true.

Don't be afraid, Jimmy.

Death is not the end.

These are things I should never have known,

things of nature never intended us to find.

Sit down, Gordon.

I don't think that's Gordon anymore.

Show them, Jimmy. Show them the way home,

back to their place they once knew.

None of this insignificant race

will know how I tried to warn them,

how they left it, too late.

Get the fuck away from me, Gordon.

Don't make me use this.

When they awake, it is time for us to sleep.

Jim!

Gordon!

That's it, w- we've lost them.

I can't get a signal, there's nothing.

Gordon!

Move!

Gordon?

What have you done?

Joe, stop, you'll blow the windows!

Joe, what are you doing?

This thing's going down, sweetheart,

back down to the bottom of the ocean,

only I'm not going down with it.

You can't just leave us to pilot this thing.

Pilot what?

It's scrap metal, lady, open your fucking eyes!

This thing is going down!

I'm sorry about your kid.

Now you wanna fight me now, bitch.

Try it.

You think we're just gonna let you walk out

of here, bitch?

No, I don't.

Jim!

Are you okay?

I'll live.

Okay.

Get in the rover, we've gotta go.

What?

Get in the rover!

- Where's Joe? - Oh, screw Joe!

Come on, we gotta go!

Okay, wait for me here, I'll be a second.

What? Where are you going?

We can't risk someone else finding it.

You know they'll come looking.

All right, whatever the hell you are,

time to make calamari.

Better hurry, Jimmy.

Five minutes until this whole thing goes under. [laughs]

This whole things gonna blow when that door opens. [laughs]

Implode! [laughing]

Jim, we don't have enough air supply.

And that door's set to open in five minutes.

This whole thing's gonna implode.

- What? - One of us needs

to stay behind to seal the pressure lock.

Go on without me.

No, Jim, we always said we--

Just go!

No, Jim!

No!

You going somewhere?

Jim!

Hey!

You can't destroy them, Jimmy.

We woke them up, and now it's all over.

Jim.

Come find me, son.

Jim, you came for me.

Let's go together...

Together with them into the depths of oblivion.

Dad?

Ms. Harris?

Ms. Harris, can you hear me?

It's okay, you're safe.

We're looking after you now.

Jim?

Providence!

They've gone. Ms. Harris.

After communication was lost,

we picked up your rover signal.

They found you drifting.

Your oxygen levels were dangerously low.

You've been unconscious for a couple of days.

You killed them.

You knew exactly what we were going into,

you fucking knew that! - Ms. Harris, calm down!

Ms. Harris, please, relax!

Please! - Neither of us got

what we wanted, did we?

You knew the risks.

No one must know what happened.

Ahh!!!

- Ms. Harris, calm down! - Ahh!!!

What's wrong with her?

Oh no.

No, no, no, no, no.

No!

Congratulations, bitch, you got exactly

what you fucking wanted!

No! No!