"[WOMAN] Step forward, please." "S ir, take your eye line to me." "[MAN] What is your name?" "Lieute nant Philipa Boxen." "[WOMAN] Look me dead in the eye." "[WOMAN 2] I'm gonna ask you a s eries of questions." "[MAN] I'll repeat the question." "[WOMAN] I advise you to take yo ur eyes to me." "[WOMAN] What is your name?" "Clai re Grenich." "[WOMAN] Do you know where you a re?" "Yeah, East Coast" "Headquarters." "I need your full cooperation be fore I can clear you." "Chester P Huntington." "W[OMAN]" "What does the P stand for?" "Peter." "Charlie Kent." "Captain Seet Johanson." "[WOMAN] How are you feeling?" "Go od." "[WOMAN 2] Please focus and coop erate with me!" "I'm a BioMed. [WOMAN] You must tell me immediately." "[WOMAN 2] Sir, are you hallucin ating?" "No." "[WOMAN 2] You're quite jittery, sir." "Harris Menzies." "My vision is fine." "I told you t hat already." "Huntington, answer the damn que stion!" "Do you believe in the resurrect ion?" "It's hot in here." "How many time s have we done this shit?" "I'm sure you don't wanna be sta nding here all day." "And neither do I!" "Pick this up!" "Come on!" "Yeah." "What the fuck?" "I don't wanna fu cking hear about it." "I wanna clear you, I wanna send you home." "Can I get the fuck out of here now?" "I need answers." "Kent, stay with me." "Emma!" "I'm looking at you!" "Hey there, early bird." "Everything okay?" "I'm either really excited or... just stone cold shit scared." "Probably both." "But that's a good thing." "It'll bring you home each night." "Yeah." "[WHIT] We are doing the right t hing here." "[LISA] Well, maybe we're not." "Obviously nothing good can come from getting us... out of this and into a better I ife." "Is it too early for me?" "Not today." "The correct answer is not any d ay." "[WHIT] I've trained my ass off for this." "[LISA] Yeah." "Which is why those tactical boy s won't know what hit them." "And whatever you have to do... you come home to us at the end." "Wow." "That's old school." "Don't go." "I have to go, I..." "You don't have to go." "Please?" "P lease?" "I'll take this with me." "It'll b e my lucky charm." "But actually, you don't have to go." "And I promise you that I'll be home for dinner tonight." "Now you stop looking like that, 'cause I gotta get to work." "I'm not looking like anything." "I'm gonna take this book." "No, no, no." "Please, please, ple ase." "I gotta go." "No, no, sit down, sit down." "I c an't." "This is an order, sit down!" "It' s my first day!" "I have to go, I have to go to w ork." "No." "No." "Oh, are those tears?" "Please?" "I gotta go." "I gotta go." "Please?" "No." "[PONTER] I'm betting we sit aro und doing core drills, no?" "Okay!" "You bitches ready to rock?" "[ALL] Hoo!" "Where's my wing man?" "I was looking for my old buddy boy... not some poser who looks like h e should be over on the east coast." "We hate those pussies, huh?" "Ladies and gentleman..." "Mr. Whit Carmichael's first day in the big leagues." "Come on, gimme some sugar, Broh emius." "Yeah, in front of the boys, com e on, man." "It's all good." "[SEFTON] We've all been through it." "I'm gonna kick your ass." "[MAN] Aww, that's cute." "[MAN 2] Aww, look how cute they are!" "You said you weren't gonna do t his." "And what?" "You believed me?" "You good?" "Yeah, I'm good." "You're gonna fi t right in." "Okay, Schmiddy, Fisher, Matson, you guys are outta here." "Why we gotta leave?" "Because you're dressed and I or dered it." "[SEFTON] We got a 9:30 at techn ical." "I'll be down in a minute." "Get out of here." "So, Dave..." "Yeah?" "You wanna talk to me about anyt hing?" "Not really." "Why?" "Oh, no, I was just going throug h the slip logs and I noticed something small, real small... like a couple of minutes missing g." "Now to most, that don't mean mu ch, but to me... well, it kinda looks like someo ne might have borrowed time they didn't have." "Probably just an error, somethi ng that small, you know." "Or a dirty jump." "Who am I talking to here?" "My captain... or my friend?" "Both." "Maybe you don't wanna hear this, huh?" "Sure he does." "Our trouble's now his trouble." "Come on." "Your trouble's always been my t rouble." "Listen, we can't chat about thi s here." "Okay." "Okay, tonight at Sake House, th en." "Can't do tonight, I'm sorry." "I promised Lisa I'd be home." "What?" "You're kidding me." "She's pregnant, you know how sh e gets." "I promised." "She made me promise." "You see what I mean?" "Puddy-whip ped." "Hey, does anybody else know?" "[TANNOY] All personnel squads 1 4 to 28 are preparing to jump." "I repeat..." "Okay, where we at?" "[TANNOY] ...squads 14 to 28 are preparing to jump." "[HACKSFORD] We have no idea wha t you will encounter when you arrive." "You know what you've got to do." "You're going in blind." "We have no idea what you'll enc ounter when you arrive." "Above all, I want you back safe, all of you." "[TANNOY] All personnel squads 1 4 to 28 are preparing to jump." "We're on standby." "Grab your gear!" "Back on deck, boys, back on dec k." "You are go in five, four... three, two, one." "[TANNOY] We have squad 28 incom ing in three, two, one." "[TANNOY] Quarantine breach." "Squ ad 19." "What happened to the rest of th em?" "[TANNOY] Squad 21." "Bronson, put down that weapon!" "Bronson, what are you doing?" "Don't arm that!" "Don't arm that!" "Okay, we're on, let's go." "Holy shit." "[TANNOY] Emergency lockdown in effect." "The door is locked!" "Let me at i t." "What do you mean it's locked?" "[TANNOY] Emergency lockdown in effect." "Please remain in your quarters." "Where's security?" "We need godda mn reinforcements!" "You see that?" "We got a fire!" "We got a fire!" "Sit tight." "Hold tight." "Get down!" "Down!" "Dave, get the black box." "What b ox?" "Dave, you've got the box!" "I kno w you've got it!" "Get it!" "Fuck!" "Worst fucking day of my l ife." "Stay down, buddy boy." "What's he getting, the jump box?" "Why are you getting that thing?" "No, no, no, I'm not jumping!" "We're not dirty jumping!" "Check the coordinates." "Don't fucking move." "What have we got, Dave?" "Infini, where the fuck is that?" "Come on, show me, show me." "It's off the grid." "That can't be right!" "It's off t he grid!" "Check it again!" "[TANNOY] Lockdown." "Delta sequence commencing." "Fuck!" "What's delta lockdown?" "Dave, what's delta lockdown?" "We 're gonna fucking die, man." "We gotta dirty jump, right now." "To where those other guys went?" "To where those other fucking gu ys went?" "The next step after a delta loc kdown is stasis!" "You know that, Dave!" "Our destination is fixed to whe rever this is and" "I ain't fucking going!" "We've gotta jump, now!" "Shit, they're gassing!" "Go, go, go!" "Just don't move, don't move." "It's..." "Hang on, hang on." "You're good." "Move, move!" "He's d one." "Something at APEX is shutting m e out." "Fucking fix it!" "Your clearances are a little, t oo high to crack!" "Dave, you can fix it!" "I can't, it's not fucking letti ng me in!" "I can't fucking break the code!" "Carmichael, you're out in five." "Oh, Jesus." "It's all right, it's all right." "We're gonna figure this out, ri ght?" "Sef, I can't die here." "I don't wanna die, Sef." "I gotta get home." "I gotta get home." "Buddy boy?" "Chief, have you seen these new plasmid readings?" "I'm seeing everything." "That's m y job." "Look, if it is not a fucking fa ct..." "I don't wanna know about it." "Good morning." "Menzies, Jacklar, Huntington..." "Captain Johanson, Grenich, Kent... this is Philipa Boxen, your act ing lieutenant." "She's just passing through." "Be nice." "Rex Manning's been drafted in a s added security." "You're gonna fucking need it." "In front of you is a sample of what is already in your kits." "I'll get to that in a moment." "N ow, listen up." "I'm getting this intel as you a re." "There's way too much conjecture for my liking." "I'm calling bullshit on half of this, remember that." "Here we g o." "The OI Infini, the furthest out post in our galaxy... sitting on a rock devoid of lif e, devoid of light... and frozen to the point of near infinite crush." "Claire, you sure you're all rig ht?" "Please, please, be quiet." "But what she's best known for i s the worst deep space disaster in history." "1,600 men and women, all worker s... killed when the mineral aggrega te opus... a potential mined energy source unique to that planet... turned out to be highly volatil e under normal operating conditions." "Then why build a station out th ere in the first place?" "They should've known that befor ehand." "Yeah, my thoughts exactly." "The station was permanently shu t down and all pending shipments halted... an order classified code Zephyr in the realisation, and I quote..." ""A catastrophic global event wa s imminent..." ""if the contents of any one pay load ever met with our atmosphere"." "Which is where the real shit-st orm occurs." "12 minutes ago, west coast slip stream depot 946... attempted to recall research of ficer Montoli Reece... from active duty on mining stat ion Infini." "Now, we know Montoli was part o f an inspection team of 15... sent to assess the site followi ng the recent disaster." "During the time out there... something happened to the other members of the crew resulting in their deaths." "HQ tried to pull Montoli out... he crippled his APEX device to remain on the facility." "So are we talking villain or sa viour here?" "I would definitely go with the former... expect phenor dementia, maybe e ven rhombust psychosis." "¶ For he's a jol ly good fellow" "So should we be expecting some sort of fire fight out there?" "Jacklar, I don't fucking know." "Well, we've got Rex Mannings." "Be prepared for anything." "Okay, listen!" "Whilst on Infini, Montoli was a ble to bring base operations back online... via the local network, then sev ered remote connection." "He has prepped a payload... to be delivered to an undisclos ed location here on Earth." "Given the slipstreams, is six m inutes from now." "I don't have to tell you how im portant this mission is." "Wait." "We just lost the west coast." "Which squad?" "Every single person." "The entire division." "Shit." "They jumped in to extract Monto li." "I'm hearing... they think it's a n airborne threat out there." "West coast went into lockdown." "Goddamn." "They had to be lethally quarant ined." "What about the ones in the fiel d?" "On Infini?" "We're hearing someone had the i nsight to blow out the compartment housing... that sent the whole station int o a deep freeze." "So they're all dead." "No, no... all but one." "Whit Carmichael. 34, basic grun t, sub-specialty survival tech." "Looks like he eventually wanted to become one of you." "Smart guy." "What did he do?" "Records show an illegal jump in to Infini... assumably to escape the lockdow n." "Okay, okay, locator markers hav e him last pegged in the furnace control room." "Yeah, that makes sense." "It seal s tight in an emergency to protect the core." "He's been out there a week alre ady." "His rations will be getting low." "A week?" "He only left Earth a few minutes ago." "Yeah, correc t." "So we're talking serious time d ilation here." "Look, I'm reading a whole bunch of singularity, black hole bullshit... but basically, you're gonna be gone for one minute," "14 seconds of our time... which will give you just over 2 4 hours, one day out there." "Okay." "Great." "Guys, best case scenario, they can get us out of there in two hours." "There's no safety net!" "That's r ight." "Yeah." "It is a long way from hom e... the furthest you have ever been." "Now, your primary order is to s top that payload leaving Infini... and bring this Carmichael home." "The focused military approach h as proven ineffective." "We are relying on you, our best search and rescue team, to get this job done." "Deployment in 45 seconds." "What's with the antiques?" "Nothi ng else will work out there." "We're hearing current plasma te ch is rendered useless... against the electrical fields." "You will be relying solely on basic packs." "Even our readouts?" "Everything.." ". 30 seconds." "There better be a hell of a big bonus for this." "You bring this in, I deliver th e credits myself." "Your suits are sealed with two layers of resistance... but won't stand that level of c old indefinitely." "I have marked all generators an d key locations on your maps." "You said airborne contagion." "It is an assumption, like a lot of this." "[CHIEF] Ten seconds!" "All right, nothing stupid." "Safe and steady." "There's a reason they bring us in last, right?" "We'll see you in a m inute." "Kent, where are we at?" "Storage room." "Lower deck, level three." "You got any thermal reads?" "No, it's too cold." "It's 70 belo w." "I'm not gonna see anything on t his." "Stay on it anyway." "I'm not reading anything for ai r contaminants... but we are surrounded by some k ind of coolant agent." "Boxen." "Yeah?" "Take Jacklar to find Carmichael." "Yes, sir." "Menzies, Grenich and Kent, you' re on payload." "We'll use the service tunnels." "I've marked your access points on your maps." "Keep moving." "This cold will set in much faster than you think." "All right, Mannings, Huntington, you're with me to the generators." "Everyone stay on the comms." "We regroup back in the control room." "Boxen, if you find this Carmich ael guy... if there's any risk, you call i t in to assess." "Got ya, Cap." "Payload is priorit y." "So is getting home alive." "Let's move." "Loud and clear." "Jacklar, let's go." "Huntington, move." "Don't touch a nything!" "Okay, guys, we got some bodies here." "Keep it tight." "I must say, I was a bit surpris ed to see you... at the meeting this morning, Ma nnings." "Well, it was a late call." "Babys itting mission." "For who?" "Keep Huntington out of trouble." "The babysitter." "Yeah, well, it looks that way." "Someone wants to make sure you get the east coast command... not like these poor bastards." "What the fuck is he talking abo ut, Huntington?" "Last job." "He's moving up in the world." "You wanna be in politics, huh?" "Governor Huntington." "Which way, Huntington?" "Should be stairs up the front t here." "Man, if there's anything alive in this shit hole, they gotta b e hearing that." "Let's hope so." "Okay, I think we're good." "Holy shit." "Look at his neck." "Embolised arteries..." "interesti ng." "Yeah." "This cold's worse than whatever screwed with the plasmids." "Tell me about it." "My PDA is fuc ked." "All right, two more cross secti ons down on our right... will lead through to operations ." "Let's move." "Could use a little heat in this place, you know?" "This guy did a real number here." "What are your thoughts?" "You know what?" "Actually not tha t hard." "The software might be a differe nt trick, though." "What's powering this?" "Yeah." "Yeah, that's a good quest ion." "It's definitely on a different circuit to the station." "Wait, wait." "Listen." "Metal on metal." "Let's move." "Claire, heat will be on soon." "Just focus on having that panel prepped, okay?" "Still reading all clear on the air." "As expected, these particles sh ow traces of human compounds... zinc, magnesium, H2O, but nothi ng harmful." "Don't sound so disappointed, Me nzies." "Just hoping for something other than this goddamn cold to kill me." "Come on!" "Rex!" "Yeah." "Okay, we got a body, Seet." "Two o'clock." "Clear?" "Clear." "What the fuck is that?" "Hey, don't touch!" "I don't know what it is." "Right through the neck." "No entry point." "Let's get to th e generators." "Huntington, where are the gener ators?" "Two doors on the left." "Copy tha t." "Let's move." "Move." "Okay, just don't touch." "Jesus Christ." "Oh, man." "Nine days in this place?" "Who kn ows what's through that door." "I'm gonna try him." "Whit Carmich ael, this is Philipa Boxen... with SS Tier 1 Search and Rescu e." "Can you hear me?" "Ask again." "Whit Carmichael, this is Philip a Boxen... with SS Tier 1 Search and Rescu e." "Can you hear me?" "Nothing?" "Nah, wall's too thick." "No way r eception's getting through." "Fucking gloves." "I'm used to doing this with my fingers." "I'm gonna take a look at the su rrounds." "Yeah." "Yeah, go." "I need a moment with this fucki ng thing." "The furnace is running on bare minimum, and we've lost contact with Carmichael." "Closing these vents would be a good start." "Generator, what's the deal?" "Chester's working on it." "I'm looking for the bar." "BOXEN What did you just say?" "Mannings, did you just say you were looking for a bar?" "Just making sure I'm the first fucking asshole... to be eaten by the monsters whe n they appear." "SEET Boxen, Mannin gs, off the comms." "Huntington, I found the mess ha ll." "Nothing happening here." "Don't fucking be mean!" "Don't be mean!" "My balls are fucking shrinking from the cold, you son of a fucking bitch!" "Hello!" "Yeah!" "Okay, good job, guys." "Good job." "Kent, we got a program here and it looks like it's running..." "I don't know..." "Yeah, I'm seeing the same thing." "Can you work it?" "Do you know any Latin?" "Why woul d I?" "Exactly." "It's a dead language, just like this one." "Give me a second, I'll see what I can do." "Cap, are you seeing this?" "Guys, give me a minute." "Go dark on comms." "What's happening?" "Cap, you on top of this?" "Cap, you getting this?" "The air is purging!" "Hey, what d id you do?" "I'm not doing it." "Tell me what' s going on here, man." "I can't find Rex." "Seet, what's going on?" "Rex, where the hell are you, ma n?" "Cap, you touch something?" "Cap!" "Aghh!" "Everybody, stay where you are." "We're not in control here." "Is everyone feeling okay?" "Relax." "We're stabilising." "Time to get warm." "It's just steam, guys, it's ste am." "Oh, fuck, my visor's cracking!" "Yeah, yeah, they build them str ong, okay?" "Temp is skyrocketing, but you w ill hold." "Trust me." "It's okay." "The suit will hold." "We got movement!" "[BOXEN] We may have contact wit h Carmichael." "Stand by." "[SEET] Copy that." "Be careful." "Raise your hands." "Raise your hands now!" "Where we can see them." "You've got about two seconds be fore I light you up." "Raise your fucking hands now!" "S lowly." "Identify yourself." "What's your name?" "What's your name, soldier?" "Carmichael." "My name is Whit Carmichael." "I had to be certain." "100 percent certain that you gu ys weren't like the others." "As in the rest of your squad?" "As in every fucking soldier tha t slipstreamed in here!" "This place was a fucking slaugh ter house." "It started with the miners atta cking and then everything, everyone, they just..." "Wait." "I thought all the miners were killed in a blast." "Yeah, well, no one fucking told them that!" "These guys were fucking berserk." "They were deformed and they wer e real strong and they were fucking insane!" "What caused it?" "If not airborne, then what?" "I don't know..." "I don't know if it's a..." "It's contagion of sorts." "I don' t fucking know." "Whenever they touched each othe r, skin to skin or fucking blood or whatever... these guys were clawing at thei r skin like it was burned in a c id." "It was like these..." "It was like these urges just ov ertook them." "That's some urge." "My APEX didn't fire." "I thought I'd get home, I didn' t." "Your entire west coast sector w as lethally quarantined." "Nobody was there to bring you h ome." "And how did you manage to be th e only one left alive?" "I hid." "I hid inside a fucking ducting vent." "And I fucking crawled away." "And I found myself in this room , in this furnace room." "It was powered on a separate ro ute to the main line." "And then when I..." "I fired up t he monitors... and when I saw what was still f ucking going on..." "I blew the external vents and I sealed myself in." "Killing everybody in here." "Fuck!" "[BOXEN]" "He did what he had to do." "Take mine." "That's some story." "In the mess hall, I found human body parts removed and placed in their cat egories based on their functionality." "What can you tell me about that?" "I had fucking nothing to do wit h that, man." "I swear." "There's no one else on the stat ion, right?" "Almost the entire station's bee n exposed to the freeze." "I've seen nothing on the monito rs since, no movement, nothing." "And you turned everything on... the power, the vents, everything g, right?" "My first job out of term school was writing code." "This stuff, it's old, it runs o n ASCII and basic binary." "It's just maths and simple comm ands." "Wait, wait, wait." "You figured out how to run the entire stati on through that?" "It just took a little time." "I'v e had fucking plenty of that." "Whit, listen... we need to take the payload off line permanently." "Can you do it?" "You motherfuckers aren't here f or me at all, are you?" "Of course we are." "Shut the fuck up!" "It's just the order." "When do we leave?" "Chester will recode your APEX." "I said how fucking long until w e slipstream home?" "Just over 22 hours." "No." "No, no, no, no, no." "Hey." "You got a family?" "You got kids?" "My wife's pregnan t." "We will get you home." "Okay?" "But you have to help us first." "We need your help." "Just get me the fuck out of her e." "What are you doing?" "Give me a second and don't touc h anything." "How do we know this guy is in t he same..." "I don't wanna talk about this h ere." "Come on." "Come on." "X is 3247 minus 450Z." "That's 124..." "That's a 4... 148." "It's 148." "Pacific Ocean just off San Fran cisco." "That's where your payload's hea ded." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "God, I need someone to go back down to operations!" "For what?" "I think I can get the payload o ffline." "I just need someone down there on the dials." "You mean, the terminal?" "It's st ill pretty raw." "I can do the terminals from her e." "I just need someone down there to force the override." "I'm on it." "Cap!" "Go." "Whit, patch in to my comms, fre quency 12.107." "Grenich, Jacklar, go with him." "Hey, what's that guy's name?" "Me nzies." "Harris Menzies." "Be safe." "Hey, you look after th em." "Hey, Menzies, you hear me?" "Loud and proud." "Okay, just hold tight." "I expect an early extraction af ter this." "You deliver and so will I." "You know what?" "You guys should check this out." "Take a look out this window." "Why?" "Just check it out." "At least now we know what's pow ering the station." "You've certainly been a welcome addition, Carmichael." "[WHIT] Promised my wife I'd be home for dinner." "Technically, it's not even lunc h back on Earth." "[WHIT] Ten minutes, that's all I've been gone." "Does your head in if you think about it too much." "[WHIT] It's the only thing that 's kept me going." "Yeah, I've got a little girl ex pecting me at a school science fair this afternoon." "You got a daughter?" "Yeah." "How old?" "Six." "What's her name?" "Josephine Emma." "That's a beautiful name." "Thanks." "What do you tell her when you g o to work?" "What are we supposed to do with this?" "It's shot." "Daddy loves you all the way to the Milky Way." "Not the short way, but the long way." "Are you in that room yet?" "Are y ou in the furnace room yet?" "Yeah." "Just hold tight." "We didn't need you to come down here with us." "I can do this on my own." "What can you do on your own, Cl aire?" "Look at our lives, Morgan." "Look at it." "It wouldn't work." "Yeah, look at our lives." "A chil d needs support on all levels." "Claire, I would walk away from this in a heartbeat." "[WHIT] Menzies, are you standin g by?" "Yeah." "[WHIT] I need the furnaces to t hink they're gonna go critical... that way I can access the overr ide." "You understand?" "Yeah." "Grenich, I need you on the valv es." "Which one?" "Start at B3 and you work your w ay round from there." "I would've done the same thing, Whit." "I would've locked myself up in this control room." "And I would've blown these exte rnal vents." "Fuck 'em, right?" "Gotta think of yourself." "You had a wife." "Baby on the way, right?" "That's what you gotta be thinki ng about, I get it." "Are you infected, Whit?" "Whit?" "Are you infected?" "Let me look at your eyes." "Let me see your eyes." "If you don't show me your eyes..." "Do I look infected?" "Hm?" "Look." "Take a good look." "Huh?" "If I was infected, I would've r ipped... your fucking east coast throat out by now, trust me." "Now, why don't you fuck off and let me do your job?" "It's nothing to worry about." "It 's just the alarm for the override." "It lasts about ten minutes." "Tha t's all." "Carmichael, have you done this kind of thing before?" "Okay, Grenich, you start winding g your way back right now!" "Go!" "Yeah." "I'm turning." "Safety valve off." "Gauge isn't responding!" "It's in the red!" "Should we be worried?" "No." "It's just because the furna ces are hitting critical, that's all." "What?" "Carmichael, the furnaces at cri tical could take this whole place apart." "She's right." "Shit!" "Carmichael, you okay with this?" "Yeah, I got it, I got it!" "My people are down there." "Menzies!" "Now!" "Go now!" "We need to bring this down, Car michael." "Menzies, I need those levels dr opped on the furnace!" "Tell me when they're in amber!" "Grenich!" "Jacklar!" "Where are we at?" "Already falling." "Cap, we're out of the red." "Yes!" "Captain, your payload is offlin e." "Good work, Menzies." "We regroup in the control room." "Loud and clear." "Let's get the fuck out of here." "Okay, I am now deleting all con trols beyond that so that no one else..." "Chester!" "Mannings, med kit!" "Chester, get over here!" "Fuck!" "Chester!" "Chester!" "Get over ther e!" "[MENZIES] What's going on up th ere?" "The captain's been attacked." "Cap?" "Come on." "Check his wound." "No!" "Wait!" "Wait!" "They need us, M enzies." "Carmichael, do you hear me?" "Wait!" "I don't wanna die." "You said the re was no one else in here!" "Seet!" "Seet!" "Rex!" "Jesus, Rex!" "Fuck!" "Get it out of me!" "Help me!" "Help me, Charlie!" "Get it out of me!" "Carmichael!" "Menzies, you stay away." "You find somewhere and you fuck ing hide." "You hear me?" "Stay away!" "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Whit!" "Hey, Whit." "I can hear you breat hing." "I can hear your heart beating." "Whit!" "Whit!" "Where are you?" "Carmichael!" "You told me this place was secu re!" "Whit!" "Whit!" "Carmichael!" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I just wanna talk to you." "I jus t wanna talk to you for a seco n d." "I need your help." "We could help each other." "I can help you." "Come on." "Come on." "I'm sorry." "I don't know what to do." "You're a dead man." "Your chances are done." "You're a dead man." "Whit, I can hear you breathing." "Hey, Johanson." "Blood's on your hands." "You're a dead man." "You killed u s." "You lied to me!" "You killed my t eam!" "Whit!" "I'm coming for you!" "Whit!" "I'm coming for you!" "Whit!" "You're a fucking parasite!" "Dependant." "Weak." "I got you!" "Game over!" "Whit!" "Mineral opus classified as froz en organic life form." "Primordial ooze." "Liquefies at minus ten degrees Celsius." "Affliction immediate after expo sure." "Typical transgression, 30 secon ds to three minutes." "Longer resistance observed in s elect subjects who displayed advanced... advanced emotional stability." "Longest known resistance, two h ours." "Chaos chain reaction with organ ic matter, unpredictable results." "Will replicate tissue, blood an d organs over time." "Host dependant, initial diagnos is is parasitic." "Incorrect evaluation." "Controls host until new balance restored." "Complete dominance, highly-evol utionary based, instinct predatory." "Self-sustaining." "Perfect organism." "Perfect organ ism." "Perfect organism." "Case study one, pure specimen." "Introduced single cell of human blood culture." "Within one hour, human circulat ory network formed... with signs of potential for a b asic nervous system." "Snap frozen in 82 minutes." "Case study two, introduced mult iple cells of human blood culture." "Organism demonstrated alpha pro perties... and attacked itself... to establish... a single dominant cell." "Signed Montoli J Reese, IPE Sci ence Unit." "Release the fucking gun or I sn ap your neck!" "Three, two, one!" "Are you infected?" "Whit!" "Answer me!" "No!" "Are you sure about that?" "Yes, I 'm fucking sure!" "My gun will be on you." "Move suddenly and I shoot." "No hesi-fucking-tation!" "You don't move!" "Answer me, you fucking got it?" "Yes!" "Just fucking let me go!" "Now get up!" "Show me those hands!" "You look like fucking shit." "How the fuck do you expect me t o look?" "You don't look so fucking great yourself." "How did you find me?" "I was in h ere before you arrived." "You were in the locker the whol e time?" "Only when I heard footsteps." "Can't trust anyone right now." "Can I put my hands down now?" "Ho w did you avoid exposure?" "Answer me!" "Easy!" "Easy!" "Easy!" "Ea sy!" "Easy!" "I was in the control room." "I wa s on the other side of the roo m." "The ship went down on one side, I was over there talking to yo u, remember?" "Daddy loves you to the Milky Wa y." "The long way, not the fucking s hort way, remember?" "Remember?" "We were talking." "I was talking to you." "How did you end up with Morgan' s gun?" "Look at me!" "How did you end up with Morgan' s gun?" "Everyone else got infected." "Everyone." "There was blood every where." "I don't know about Morgan." "I don't know how he got infected." "But I saw him." "Morgan attacked Charlie right i n front of me." "They didn't know I was there." "Morgan..." "Morgan killed Charlie." "He left him." "He left his gun an d I took it and I ran." "I swear." "You got any idea what the fuck' s going on?" "I'm starting to." "In there." "So that would make this entire planet a living entity." "Only when it's thawed, yeah." "Kind of explains why they tried to mine it as a fuel source." "It's highly combustible." "Only not in the way they want." "I've never heard of anything li ke this." "You never had sea monkeys as a kid?" "It's just like them." "Basically, they're saying that it's like an archetype of life." "Extreme evolution, wherever it goes, whatever it touches." "So why is everyone getting so f ucked up?" "I think because its basic insti nct is predatory." "It's looking for an alpha among us." "Something from which it can gro w, can evolve." "It just wants to exist." "It does n't realize the consequence to us." "I doubt it would care, either." "It's not capable of understandi ng." "Not yet, anyway." "Like a cancer." "How do we stop it?" "I don't think we can." "I think we need to get home." "Report this place, make sure th at no one ever comes back." "It's not like this place is on any random route." "Just lock it up." "Throw away the key, you know?" "Oh, man!" "You okay?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "I took a fall." "I..." "busted a ri b." "Where?" "I was running down the c orridor," "I went to jump, I tripped." "I broke a rib." "I'm sure of it." "When I was running from the con trol room, when I yelled at you." "Remember when I told you to sta y away?" "It was just after that." "It's okay." "I'm sorry." "This thing could replicate anyt hing organic, right?" "Yeah." "Basically, it could create a co mplete human being with enough time, yeah?" "With enough time, yeah." "Seet and Chester are the only o nes who can dial in an early extraction." "We've gotta find Chester." "He's our man." "Chester, if he's still alive, a nd if he's on our side, then yeah." "And on our side, huh?" "If we pull them out early... what about quarantine at the ot her end?" "I would rather take my chances there... than another minute here." "I took these from operations." "We should start with control an d see if he's there." "Relax!" "Put it down!" "Put it down!" "No, no, no, Rex!" "Rex!" "Rex, don' t." "Don't do this." "Put it down!" "Can you make choices, Whit?" "Where do you wanna go?" "Answer m e." "I'm going home." "We need to get home." "I am home!" "Shh." "Shh." "Shh." "Shh." "It... sees you, Whit." "What?" "What is life, Whit?" "I want the answer." "What is it?" "It's everything." "You stand there, you fuck, like you fucking are so important." "You are so important." "You are nothing, Whit." "I will tell you what life is." "Easy!" "Who is that?" "That is Menzies." "He is part of your team." "Don't do this!" "You have a choice!" "Oh, shut up!" "Fuck!" "You're a fucking liar!" "Lie!" "Fuck!" "Look at me!" "I am here because of you!" "I'm sorry." "Every day protect yo u!" "Protect you!" "Aghh!" "Rex." "What the fuck are you doing, Re x?" "Rex, I've got a little girl wai ting for me, Rex." "You met her, Rex." "I don't care." "You met her." "Rex, he's part of your team." "He 's your friend." "Don't you kill him." "You have a choice not to kill him." "Harris." "It's Harris." "It's your friend." "It's your friend!" "It's your fri end!" "He's on your team." "Rex." "Rex." "Life, Whit." "[MENZIES] We've got a way out o f here." "We've got a way out." "Life, Whit." "This moment... right now, Whit... is life... and life... is nothing... without choice." "Ohh!" "Fuck!" "Fuck you!" "Fuck you!" "Whit, please!" "Whit, don't leave me here!" "All the way to the Milky Way." "Not the short way, but the long way!" "Menzies!" "I can't help you now." "We can't help each other." "What the fuck would yo u know?" "Eh?" "You lied." "You lied to my crew." "You lied to my Emma." "Oh, please!" "Please!" "I'll hunt you down... and blow your fucking larynx th rough your skull!" "I had you right in my sights... you fucking little cocksucker!" "What are you, Whit?" "Shh." "[WHIT] And I promise that I'll be home for dinner tonight." "Murderer!" "Murderer!" "Murderer!" "Murderer!" "Murderer!" "[CHESTER] I just want you to kn ow I'm proud of you." "You mean the world to me." "You're my kids." "You proud of me?" "You're my little ones." "Killed in a dream." "And what we did here was specia l." "And it meant something." "You get me the fuck out of here right now." "I'm talking to my fucking kids, motherfucker!" "You're scaring them." "I just wanna say I love you." "You are special." "Damn, I would've loved to have seen you grow up." "Okay, I better go." "I got some s tuff to do." "Take care of your ma." "How did you do that?" "Radio transmission." "Radio won't get there for centu ries." "I know." "It's like a message in a bottle." "But I had to throw that bottle in the water." "Take a seat." "I'm not gonna hurt you." "Take a seat." "Menzies said you could call for an early extraction." "I already did." "We're going home." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Okay." "Okay, you just pointed a gun at my fucking head." "Now you're patting me on the ba ck?" "What the fuck, man?" "Oh, it's just eight hours more in this fucking hole." "Eight hours." "Time to go home!" "Relay!" "Recode!" "20 seconds!" "Eight hours!" "Eight!" "Eigh t!" "Eight!" "What?" "What, are you meditating?" "We won't make eight hours." "Fuck, we'll be lucky to make tw o!" "This'll kill you." "Oh, yeah?" "I saw some things." "I saw some t hings in the med bay." "I don't fucking understand what they are," "I don't know that shit, but if we had a medic..." "Do we have a medic?" "I wish I was as strong as you, Whit." "Where are you going, Whit?" "The only chance we have... is finding a medic, getting to the med bay... and slowing this fucking thing down." "We need a medic!" "I need a fucki ng medic!" "Where the fuck is the medic?" "Me dic!" "Medic!" "Who's the fucking medic?" "Oh, Cl aire's the medic." "Claire the medic is going to sa ve the day." "Is that what you think?" "Hm?" "I don't know." "You don't know?" "So now it's just a fucking theo ry?" "Yeah." "It's a fucking theory!" "Hey, everybody, we got a fucking the ory!" "This thing, it takes you over." "Until there's only one left, ju st one." "It will thrive on conflict... and it will take over until it finds its alpha." "We've got a head count at five." "There's you, me, Morgan, Claire... and then the female lieutenant." "Boxen?" "No, she's not here." "I ki lled her." "We need to get to the med bay." "No." "No." "No." "No." "Come with me!" "I can't come with you." "I need you, we need to slow it down." "No, no, no, no." "I can't fucking be here anymore !" "I want you to trust me." "You want me... to trust you?" "Ye ah." "Look at the size of this fuckin g gun!" "Hang on." "Get some fucking balls!" "Fuck off, Whit, I don't wanna f ight, man." "I will have your back." "I promis e you." "You'll have my fucking back?" "You point a fucking gun in my h ead..." ""Oh, I got your back." "I got you r back." You are very fucking inc onsistent." "Together." "Come on, man." "No." "We do it together!" "What, are we in a fucking relationship?" "We're not gonna do shit togethe r!" "Menzies said you could call for an early extraction." "I already did that." "Didn't you hear me the first time?" "Do you wanna put a gun to my he ad?" "No." "Yes." "No." "Sit down!" "Sit the fuck down!" "Sit down!" "You know I've got a fucking wif e!" "I told you about my fucking wif e!" "Is that a fucking joke?" "What did you say again?" "Med bay." "You, me, now." "Come on." "Fuck, no." "You know what?" "I can smell your fear." "I'm going by myself." "You can do whatever the fuck you want!" "Whit!" "Ohh!" "Whit!" "Whit!" "Whit!" "Whit?" "Whit?" "I'm gonna blow the external vents, Whit!" "I'm gonna fucking do it!" "Come on, let's play." "I was thinking of making you my best friend." "Whit, come on, don't walk away!" "What happened to us?" "I won't let anything happen to us, okay?" "I promise." "The three of us." "The baby's gone, Morgan." "I had to get rid of it." "I had to do it!" "It was inside the baby!" "What did you do?" "Morgan, I wanted to..." "Shut up!" "Agh!" "Morgan." "The medic." "Claire?" "Claire?" "Shh." "Claire?" "Is she dead?" "Claire?" "Medic!" "Shh." "Did you do that to Morgan?" "Huh?" "He left me no choice." "Whit." "I'm so sorry." "We were supposed to get you hom e." "You can still help me." "Claire, listen." "You need to tell me how we slow this thing down." "Please." "It's too smart." "Tell me something you haven't t ried." "Tell me something crazy." "I mean, anything crazy, like a, like... some kind of drug, or a cleaning g solution... an apoc agent, anything, please ." "Please." "Ma..." "I don't understand." "I don't und erstand what you're saying." "What are you saying?" "She's saying goodbye to her mum." "What the fuck would you know?" "Please." "Tell me something crazy that you haven't tried." "Death." "Hey." "She's dead, Whit." "Please." "Please." "It's just you and me." "No, no, no, no." "Aghh!" "Aghh!" "Whit!" "Where are you going?" "You threw a chair at my head, W hit!" "Naughty!" "I'm putting my gun down, Whit." "It's too fucking heavy, anyway." "Talk to me!" "Come on, you threw a chair at m y head." "I just wanna know why." "Whit!" "I'm willing to forgive you." "Com e here." "Come here, Whit." "Come out!" "Got nothing, Whit!" "Fucking empty-handed, man!" "Got no gun!" "Fuck you, Whit!" "I know." "I know." "Shh." "Mm-hm." "Mm-hm." "Come on." "Come and play, Whit." "One left." "No hard feel ings." "Thought you were winning!" "You wanna play?" "Medic!" "Medic!" "I'm just fucking with you." "You thought you were gonna win." "I'm playing with you, Whit!" "I know!" "I know!" "Whatever you were trying to do here... you've failed." "I know you're lis tening." "You could've chosen any part of any one of us." "But you chose the worst parts o f human behavior... ..to use as your voice." "You choose hatred." "You chose violence." "You chose conflict." "You had an inability to see the bigger picture." "You had a down-right fucking re fusal... to see beyond the present." "You couldn't get past your own selfish, ignorant need to dominate." "If you had had time to... grow, time to evolve... things could've been different." "If we could've... worked together..." "I was never meant to be here." "All I was trying to do was make a better life for my family." "And you took that away from me." "You took it away from everyone." "And now look where it's got us." "Look at me, I'm not a fucking s oldier." "I grew up fucking studying comp uters." "I grew up writing computer game s." "That's what I wanted to do, pla y games." "I wanted to grow up and play ga mes with my son." "Why don't I hate you for that?" "My name is Whit Carmichael." "I had you in my fucking sights, you little fucking cocksucker!" "Whit Carmichael, this is Philip a Boxen." "Put your hands where I can see them, Carmichael!" "Medic!" "What is life, Whit?" "What is lif e, Whit?" "You come home to us at the end." "WHIT Whatever you were trying to do here... you've failed." "I know you're listening." "You could've chosen... any part of any one of us." "But you chose the worst parts o f human behavior... to use as your voice." "You chose hatred." "You chose violence." "You chose conflict." "You had an inability to see the bigger picture." "You had a down-right fucking re fusal... to see beyond the present." "You couldn't get past your own selfish, ignorant need to dominate." "If you had had time to grow... time to evolve... things could've been different." "If we could've... worked together..." "I was never meant to be here." "All I was trying to do was make a better life for my family." "And you took that away from me." "You took it away from everyone." "Why don't I hate you for that?" "Whatever you were trying to do here..." "[WOMAN] Carmichael!" "Carmichael!" "[MAN] Carmichael." "The Cap wants us in the control room ASAP." "Get moving." "It's gone." "Praise be to... whoever." "We're all good, sir." "Good to see you, Whit." "Cap." "I wish I could tell you all exa ctly what happened here." "But I can't." "There seems to be a period of a bsence that was..." "When we were... incapacitated." "I'm gonna put it down to pressu risation." "Unless someone here can tell me otherwise." "No, sir." "But what I can confirm... is that the payload is permanen tly offline... the station is secure... and we have in our possession M r." "Whit Carmichael." "All objectives completed." "Yeah, well, I can confirm I hav e the greatest hangover in the history of ever." "I'm reading early extraction in five." "You mean five hours?" "Five minutes." "Whit." "Yes, sir?" "Is there anything you wanna tel l us?" "No, sir." "You sure about that?" "Nothing at all?" "Positive." "All right, team..." "listen to me carefully." "We make the report simple." "And we do our best to make sure no one ever comes back... to this antique shit hole." "Yeah, agreed." "I'm fine with that." "All right, let's move." "Keep your distance." "Make the si gnal clean." "We're out in ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... three... two... one." "[WOMAN] Step forward, please." "S ir, take your eye line to me." "One minute and I'll have you ho me." "One minute." "[MAN] What is your name?" "Lieute nant Philipa Boxen." "[WOMAN] I'm going to ask you a series of questions." "[WOMAN 2] I advise you to take your eyes to me." "[MAN] You know where you are?" "[ WOMAN] What is your name and date of birth." "Seet Johanson. [WOMAN] What is your name?" "Claire Grenich." "Harris Menzies." "[WOMAN] Tell me your date of bi rth." "[MAN] Place your hand on the gl ass." "I need your full cooperation be fore I can clear you." "Charlie Kent." "Breathe." "[WOMAN] What's your name, sir?" "Rex Mannings." "Good." "[MAN] You look angry." "Why are y ou angry?" "[WOMAN] What is your name and date of birth?" "[MAN] How many children do you have?" "I have one on the way." "[WOMAN] Do you know where you a re?" "Yeah, East Coast Headquarters." "[WOMAN] What was your mission?" "To collect one Whit Carmichael." "And the payload." "Got it?" "[WOMAN] If you do not calm down , I cannot help you!" "You can't tell I'm calm?" "[WOMAN] Were you exposed to any foreign contaminants... that you are aware of?" "No." "Jacklar!" "Look at me." "Were you exposed?" "I need you to stay on me." "Er, no." "[WOMAN] If you are lying to me, I will know." "I'm not lying." "[WOMAN] Sir, please answer the questions." "Mannings, answer the question!" "Negative." "No." "[WOMAN] Were you exposed?" "No!" "I don't think so. [WOMAN] Place your hand on the barrier." "[WOMAN 2] What is your name?" "[MAN] I can't get a clear readi ng if you don't calm down!" "How many times we done this shi t, man?" "Do you believe in the resurrect ion?" "[WOMAN] What is your name and d ate of birth?" "Answer the question." "Emma!" "I'm looking at you, you fucking moron!" "It's Carmichael." "My name is Whit Carmichael." "From the..." "SS West Coast." "Division 469." "Speed this up!" "Come on!" "Were you exposed to any contami nants... during your mission that you ar e aware of?" "Were you exposed to any contami nants on mission that you are aware of?" "Sir, you must tell me immediate ly." "Look me in the eyes." "Sir, I'm warning you." "Answer me, sir!" "Negative." "Step forward, Whit." "Thank you." "Would you please place your han d on the barrier." "Could you please place your han d on the barrier!" "Place your hand on the barrier, sir!" "Look at me, sir!" "[WOMAN] Captain Johanson clear." "[ (MAN] Mannings is cle ar." "I'm gonna scan you, and if you' re clear, you will go home." "[WOMAN] Grenich clear." "[MAN] Jacklar is clear." "[MAN] Kent's clear." "Menzies is clear." "[WOMAN] I can't get a reading." "I'm gonna scan again." "[WOMAN] Chief, I can't get a re ading at all here." "Carmichael, answer me." "Were you exposed?" "[WOMAN] Hang on, there's someth ing coming up." "Clear here, sir!" "[MAN] All clear." "We have cleara nce." "Oh, my God." "Shit." "We have clearance." "52 seconds." "52 seconds." "What a fucking job." "Let's get into debrief." "Let's m ake this as quick as possible." "Let's go home." "They said you were gone."