"Why don't you stare at this for a little while, ya ugly bastard." "What are you doing here?" "I'm taking the specimen." "well, you can't." "I haven't prepped the cryostasis chamber." "I don't want him frozen, Rowan." "I want him soft." "We've already discussed this." "well, I had to go over your head." "I'm moving him to our Scranton facility." "Doctor Wimmer, you can't risk transporting him through open country." "This isn't open for discussion." "His unique ability to regenerate lost and damaged tissue, I mean, itjust-itjust cries out for more research." "And you're willing to risk the death of innocent civilians if he escapes." "Yes." "But I'm sure Sergeant Marcus and his men can handle the transferjustfine." "Sergeant?" "Everything's under control, ma'am." "Doctor Wimmer, please." "Rowan, he's no Ionger your problem." "Can we get that rag off him?" "What the hell?" "Oh, my God!" "Get outta here." "What happened?" "I'm sorry." "Cryogenic breach." "Emergency lock-down." "Oh, God, no." "Oh." "No." "Kay-Em?" "No viruses, no bacteria." "No toxins. lt's clean." "It's still cold." "Someone want to tell me what that is?" "It's like a big kind off-frozen s-storage thing?" "probably a cryostasis unit." "I'd guess early Port series." "Kay-Em?" "Quadroport eleven." "Manufactured in Twenty-ten." "Precise historic records are inconsistent." "Anyone thinking' what I'm thinkin'?" "Open it up." "What the hell is that?" "Humanoid." "Organic composition is unclear." "Can someone tell me what's on his face?" "Uh, some kinda twentieth-century carbon filtration unit?" "It's a hockey mask." "Very good, Tsunaron." "What's a hockey mask?" "facial armor." "Used in a sport outlawed in Twenty-Twenty-Four." "Amazing." "absolute museum quality." "Are you paying attention, AzraeI?" "Yeah." "well, don't touch anything." "Guys." "We got another body here." "Kay-Em?" "She's perfectly preserved." "cell crystallization's at 25 percent." "Twenty-five percent?" "Suggest extensive nanotech and phase one cell reconstruction." "Wait-Waita minute, areyou..." "are you saying that... that we can bring her back to life?" "Yes." "But she is deteriorating." "Opening the door has compromised her hibernation." "Lou, get ready for dust-off." "We have a priority evac." "Copy that, ready in five." "Notfive, now." "What the--?" "Look out!" "Fifty-five cc's ofetherene." "You'II be fine." "F-Fine?" "I'm missing my arm!" "Oh, you're so pretty." "Kicker, are the doors secure?" "Locked and blocked." "beautiful." "Liftoff in three, two..." "I Iove this part." "What'd you find?" "Won't believe it." "Get the sarge on the horn." "Didyou hear?" "Division four justenteredthe occupiedzone." "casualties?" "minimal." "You know, I'd love to know how we got this screwed-up gig." "Yeah, well, I didn'tjoin the corps to become a friggin' baby sitter." "Brodski, here." "Sarge, we founda viable down here." "Say again?" "We found two bodies in deep cryostasis." "The Kay-Em unit thinks we can resuscitate the female." "female?" "Yeah." "Crutch, do you copy?" "Crutch, doyou readme?" "Crutch, wake the hell up." "Yeah, what do you want?" "They're on their way back." "Prepare for docking and power up the lab." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Whatever." "So, what does she look like?" "She's cute." "Yeah." "And single." "I'm so lonely." "We need to get her to the lab." "You think you can bring her back?" "We'II find out, sergeant." "You're not gonna bring him back?" "No, it's impossible." "Aw, shit." "I forgot my arm." "Yeah, here you go, dumb-ass." "Hi, hand." "Any idea how long she's been down?" "Four-point-five-five centuries." "Must've been one hell of a wake-up call." "I'm bitchy as hell when I wake up." "Did you just wake up?" "Kinsa." "You guys always find the cool shit." "Where's WayIander?" "He's in lab one, charging the bed now." "Good." "Find Stoney and Adrienne and get to lab two." "Once we're in the clear, I'd Iike to check your circuits." "Oh, I'II bet you would." "It isn't like that." "Adrienne, good." "I need you in lab two." "You found something, didn't you?" "Two viabIes." "Two?" "In what condition?" "Perfect." "We're attempting reanimation with one ofthem." "Great, what can I do?" "You, Stoney and Kinsa they're second..." "They're gonna slow me down." "Just walk them through it, okay?" "Run a complete structural scan, log them in properly and put them in stasis." "I'II check back with you later." "Fine." "Okay, where are we?" "The board's all green, teach." "The N-two's warm and ready." "Good." "Kay-Em, begin stabilizing any cellular fractures." "Yes, professor." "Janessa, I need a full scan." "glycerol levels, cerebral profusion, the whole works." "I Iive to serve, professor." "Let's see what we're deaIin' with here." "DecrystaIization ofthe membranes is now atThirty-two percent." "Good." "Somebody get those clothes off her." "Oh, I got it!" "I got it." "honestly." "WayIander... where's her diffusion barriers?" "Seventeen and stable." "Here we go." "Stay still or you'II end up getting an elbow where your wrist should be." "Specimen forty-four twenty found in sector 39-30 L on Earth prime." "Subject discovered in complete cryosuspension." "How's it goin'?" "Good, man." "What's up?" "Hey, where do you want this?" "On the specimen table." "Hi, baby." "Hey, gorgeous." "Initiating scan." "Mm, smart and sexy." "Professor." "Take a look atthisguy's scan." "Amazing." "How does he function with a brain that small?" "Way manages." "That's very funny." "He's a big boy." "I bet he's hung like a mammoth." "Okay, you guys." "You know what?" "Just get the hell outta here... and come back when you're more focused." "You serious?" "Yes, just go." "Thanks, Adrienne." "Come." "Thanks." "Don't mention it." "See whatyou can salvage from the optic cortex." "Then move on." "My pleasure, professor." "Ready phase two." "Bring on the ants." "That's it." "Come to mama." "Temperature, ninety-six-point-two." "Ninety-seven." "cool." "It's working." "Ninety-eight-point-six and holding." "cell reconstruction is complete." "internal de-fib in three... two...one." "Easy." "Easy." "vital signs are normal and strong." "No shit." "Easy." "Easy." "Oh, d" " Did ya get him?" "Where is he?" "tell me you got him." "Got who?" "Uh, n-n-n-no one's here." "You're s-safe with us." "There was a I-There was a leak i-in the cryo-unit and...." "Ho, was he contained?" "It was contained." "But when the cryo-unit ruptured, you didn'tescape it." "ltputyou into stasis." "For how long?" "The year is twenty-four fifty-five." "Now, l-l-lknow this is a huge shock... butyou'regonna be safe here." "You're aboard GrendeI, a cIass-four, catamaran transport ship." "We're on our wayback home and... you'regonna bejustfine." "Twenty-four fifty-five?" "That's over four hundred years." "Secure line." "Perez, Dieter." "solaris Research Station." "Connect." "Lowe." "You bastard." "We've hit the mother lode." "Do you know what time it is?" "I don't care." "We've got a goldmine." "A box of DVDs is not a goldmine." "Now, I've told ya, I can't move ." "Just look at the file." "Two four-hundred-year-oId frozen specimens." "One weII-preserved... the other one." "Are you ready for this?" "Up and walking around." "Four hundred years old... and walkin' around." "Yeah." "Four hundred and fifty-five years, to be exact." "Who cares?" "Who gives a shit?" "people." "people will pay huge money to see her." "Let me ask you a question." "Is this the first person you've reanimated?" "Ofcourse not." "How many people are out there today, walkin' around thawed out and lookin' good?" "Hundreds." "Thousands." "Maybe." "But notfour hundred and fifty years old." "She's nearly twice as old as anyone on the planet." "Two-fifty, four-fifty, what's the difference?" "Doctor, a hundred years ago when reanimation was more unpredictable, sure, maybe." "But now... it's old news." "Damn it." "I need money." "Oh, I know." "I know." "The other viable is marked "Voorhees."" "That's notJason Voorhees, is it?" "What do you know about him?" "Jason Voorhees." "Oh, he killed nearly two hundred people... and simply disappeared without a trace." "Why, to the right buyer he could be worth, uh, a fortune." "well, I've got him frozen right here on the ship." "You work out a list ofownership?" "No list." "He's my find." "He's-He's mine." "What about your students?" "well, they're students." "The educational experience will be enough." "Doctor, doctor, you are one son ofa bitch." "Soon to be one rich son ofa bitch." "Lowe out." "I think that, uh, we need to talk about my midterm." "Poor baby." "No wonder you wore this thing." "Harder." "Harder." "Who's been a naughty little boy?" "M-I have." "Oh." "Harder." "You want it a little harder?" "Yeah?" "How's that?" "Yeah." "Oh, good." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "That's it." "That's it, right there?" "Oh, yeah." "Yeah?" "Daddy likes it hard?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Daddy wants it hard, huh?" "Yeah." "Yeah?" "Oh, yeah." "That's it..." "Right there?" "Yeah." "You like it right there?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "A little harder for..." "Yeah!" "daddy?" "Yeah!" "Come on!" "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Come on!" "You pass!" "What do you think?" "Do you Iike them?" "They're fine." "Look, Kay-Em, I don't think this is going to work." "Why do you want those things anyways?" "Janessa has them." "well, Janessa's...." "real?" "Yes." "Let's not complicate things, all right?" "I Iike you just the way you are." "I think you're perfect." "Okay." "help, WayIand!" "No!" "Somebody help me!" "help me!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "I brought you something to eat." "Not much longer and we'II be at Earth Two." "Earth Two?" "What happened to Earth One?" "Yeah, well, it's dead." "The oceans, the soil, neither will sustain life." "Can I do anything else for you?" "You wanna tell me what happened down there?" "I take it being stabbed and frozen wasn't part ofyour plan." "I'm a..." "I was a project leader at crystal Lake Research." "The subject was Jason Voorhees." "Jason Voorhees?" "Notorious murderer?" "We executed him for the first time in two thousand eight." "For the first time?" "We tried everything." "EIectrocution, gas, firing squad." "We even hung him once." "Nothing worked." "finally, it was decided that ifwe couldn't terminate him, we could at Ieast contain him." "Cryogenic stasis." "Freeze him until we could figure out what to do." "Seems sensible." "I thought so." "But unfortunately some people who were too smartfor their own good... felt that a creature that couldn't be killed was simply too valuable... tojustfiIe away." "In the end, it always comes down to money." "How do you thank someone who gives you back your life?" "well, you're gonna be alive for a Iong time." "We'II figure out something." "Why don't you just admit it?" "You want me." "I couId never be with a girl whose balls are bigger than mine." "Guys, our star patient is back." "Rowan, this is Tsunaron and Janessa." "Hi." "Hi." "Hi." "I see that my clothes fit okay." "Oh, these are yours." "They're great." "Thank you." "Whoa." "What are those?" "These are Janessa's love children." "You see now, it is that wit ofyours that is what repels all human females." "And, ofcourse, you've met Sergeant Brodski." "Yes." "Hi, again." "Hi." "And this is the lovely Kay-Em Fourteen." "Tsunaron's little Iove-bot." "Easy, Janessa." "Kay-Em is a knowledge matrix android that I have been programing." "Amazing." "She looks so real." "I am real." "Professor, where do you want this?" "Uh, lab two, I think." "Sure." "Thank you." "Where did you get that?" "Uh, from your friend." "The big guy with the hockey mask." "You brought him on board?" "He's in the next lab." "We're quite safe." "Safe?" "Our scans reveal him to be very dead." "could your scans be wrong?" "I think you should just get rid of him, professor." "He's too dangerous." "well, that would be irresponsible and foolhardy." "He's a valuable scientific artifact that must be carefully preserved." "Much like yourself." "He is an unstoppable killing machine." "He's not dead." "believe me." "He's definitely dead." "Show me." "I'm putting us on Iock-down." "Attention, we have a hostile on board." "Gruntteam, reportto weapons." "The chick?" "Repeat, we have a hostile on board." "Gruntteam, reportto weapons." "Everyone elsegetto lab one." "Baby, I'm not ready yet." "well, hurry up." "Sarge, grunt team's assembled." "dallas is a no- show." "Sergeant" "Where the hell is he?" "ldon'tknow, sarge." "Damn." "Look, sergeant, we need to talk." "Do you have all your kids yet?" "Yes." "Oh, God." "Stoney..." "Stoney's dead." "Oh, my God." "Stoney's dead." "Kicker!" "I wantfuII armor and tac." "I want nothing left ofthis guy by the time we reach solaris." "Roger that." "You heard him, grunts?" "Let's get movin'!" "Nothin' left of him?" "What have you got in mind?" "Take your kids to lab one and stay there till you hear from me." "I just saved your ass." "You know, don't get cocky." "I mean, you must really feel like a wuss." "Huh, there, big boy?" "Hey, check the score, kid." "It's still nine-three." "Yeah, but I got my groove on now." "You know what I'm sayin'?" "So, what do you say next kill wins?" "Lock and load, killer." "You're goin' down." "You are so goin' down." "Whatthe hell?" "I thought this was an alien sim." "Yeah, it is." "Pause play." "I said, pause play." "Uh, he's not pausing." "Yeah, no kidding." "I think we need to reboot." "That does not count as a kill." "Oh, yes it does." "Okay, screw this." "Game over." "What the hell?" "Hey, drop the kid!" "Drop the kid!" "Now!" "azrael, get outta here!" "I got him!" "I got him!" "azrael..." "I got no shot!" "Move!" "Sergeant Brodski." "Don't leave those kids alone." "What the hell's the matter with you?" "We are less than an hour from solaris." "They have seven... fully equipped tactical units there that are more than... capable oftaking care ofthis." "I say we wait and sedate him." "I am takin' this guy out." "Sergeant, I need him alive." "No, you want him alive, but what you need is to get out of my way." "Look, there are other considerations." "financial considerations." "My only consideration is the safety ofthe people on this ship." "AII right, a hundred thousand." "Two hundred." "Five." "Five?" "Kicker, dallas not here yet?" "Nope." "You, Briggs, find him, bring him up to speed." "Condor, you have a BFG?" "You're with me." "Sven, Geko, you got the starboard pontoon." "Sarge what do we do when we find this guy?" "well, I promised the doc we'd take him alive." "Man." "So, after you blow him all to hell, put one in his leg so..." "we can say we tried." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Yeah." "Oh, Lord." "Sarge, I got dallas." "Where the hell is he?" "He's dead." "Sarge, we got a body in bay two." "Who is it?" "It's Azrael." "Whatthe hell's goin'on here?" "Sarge, we got a blood trail headin' toward the cargo bay." "Condor, Kicker and I will take cargo main." "The rest ofyou take portside." "I hope they know what they're doing." "These guys live for this stuff." "Sorry." "Don't do that!" "Dude." "What?" "You scream like a girl." "Screw you." "You wish." "Lou, is that you?" "Lou, I swear, you mess with an engineer, you're gonna wake up in the morning with a waste hose in your bunk." "asshole." "What the hell?" "Crutch, get down now!" "What the hell's going on here?" "Crutch, out now!" "Aw, you wrecked my stuff, man." "We nailed him." "He's gotta be here." "Condor, air borne." "Briggs." "Where the hell's Sven?" "Condor, anything topside?" "Negative, sarge." "There's no sign ofhim." "This isn't gonna work." "Keep your eyes peeled." "Everything's under control." "Condor, report." "Sven, report." "Condor, report." "Report!" "Damn." "Sarge, we found Condor." "What's his condition?" "He's screwed." "Let's smoke this fucker." "God." "Sarge, uh, Sven's dead." "Jesus." "You have got to get them out ofthere." "They know what they're doing." "Oh, man." "Geko, Geko." "lgothim!" "lgothim!" "Yes, yes." "See, they got him." "Don't take your eyes off him." "I'm on my way." "Take your time, sarge." "He ain't goin' nowhere." "Briggs..." "get out of here." "Kicker." "Briggs." "Where are you, damn it?" "He's all alone in there." "It's gonna take more than a poke in the ribs to put down this old dog." "Yeah...that oughta do it." "Such a waste." "I told him to stay calm." "To wait until we got to solaris and then we could take care ofthis... monster." "I said, "Don't go in unprepared."" "Brodski wasjust too proud." "Who lockedthe damn door?" "Somebody wanna tell me what the hell is goin' on?" "Grunts are dead." "Which ones?" "AII of'em." "Oh." "Oh, man." "Lou...how long till we reach solaris?" "I'm takin' us out of hyperdrive right now." "Kids and their goddamn field trips, you know?" "Just bring a psycho on board." "Yeah, sure." "I just know I'm gonna get blamed for this shit." "Solaris to Grendel, we haveyou on approach." "Standby fordocking number." "grendel to solaris, we need military and medical at the gate." "We got a big problem here." "real goatfuck." "Grendel, what'syourproblem?" "What'syourproblem?" "Look we're gonna be all right." "He's trapped in the cargo bay." "We're locked up in here." "Can the solaris grunts kill him?" "absolutely." "I've been in constant contact with solaris." "They have sixty highly trained professionals standing... by to get us offthis ship." "Solaris to Grendel, pull up." "Abortdocking." "You're coming in too fast." "Grendel" "What now?" "Warning." "Prepare forimpact." "Oh, shit." "Hang on!" "What's going on?" "What the hell's goin' on?" "Everyone okay?" "Whatjust happend ." "WayIande ?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "It's all right." "Wejust overshot it." "We'II turn around and go back." "Hang on." "Oh, my God." "solaris is gone." "Gone?" "It can't be gone." "Look for yourself." "It's gone." "What are we gonna do?" "Lou." "What sorta damage we..." "Iookin' at?" "I'm sending out a distress beacon." "Lou?" "Guys, we've lost our entire port pontoon." "The internal pressure is stable." "The main thrusters are offline." "Life support?" "We should be okay for a while." "But he's out there." "Look, we're gonna be fine." "We're in a high- volume traffic lane." "Another ship's gonna come by, I-I-I'm sure of it." "We're-We're gonna be safe here." "Shut up!" "What are you doing?" "Maybe he gave up." "You really think so?" "I don't think he's out there." "Why don't you just stick your head out and have a peek?" "Oh, my God!" "Go!" "Go!" "Janessa, go!" "Come on, go!" "Move it, move it, move it!" "Come on!" "Let'sgo!" "Where's professor Lowe?" "Look... have you considered how valuable you are?" "Imean, fame, money." "With my help, you're gonna have it all." "Y-I-I-I...know people, you know?" "I mean, I-I have connections!" "Together we can-we can make a fortune." "We couId" "Oh, shit." "Oh, you want your machete back." "Shit, it's yours, take it." "Just remember who saved itfor ya." "Guys, it's okay!" "Hejust wanted his machete back!" "I'm-l'm-l'm-l'mgonnago back... to my room 'cause Stoney-Stoney's gonna meet me there." "Oh, man." "AII right, look." "How do we get offthis ship?" "I don't know." "well, look, could..." "you beam us offor something?" ""Beam us off?" ". "" "The shuttle." "hell, yeah." "The shuttle." "What about it Crutch?" "Uh, yeah, I-I can do preIaunch from the bridge." "Good, good." "The rest of us'II head to the shuttle." "We'II start the launch list." "I'm with you, Crutch." "You know how to use that thing?" "It'sjust like riding a bike." "Once you learn, you never forget how." "Good." "Kay-Em and I will go to the supply hold." "Meet you at the shuttle bay." "See you there." "What's a bike?" "There's enough fire power in here to level a moon." "I say we pack this stuff up and head for the shuttle." "So, what do you think?" "Are we gonna make it?" "well, the statistical probability ofsurvivaI is twelve percent." "twelve percent?" "Can't you come up with better odds than that?" "No." "bullshit, Kay-Em!" "That's bullshit!" "well, preparation for launch may be a relatively simple procedure, but getting there alive?" "It is a problem." "Are you tellin' me that there's absolutely no chance... for us to better our odds?" "statistical probability ofsurvivaI just went up to... fifty-three percent." "Wanna go for a hundred?" "He's here." "Quiet." "But if he's in here, he's gonna kill us and" "Quiet!" "One more sound, and I'II snap your neck myself." "Got it?" "She's good with people." "Did you see that?" "What?" "I think there's someone still alive over there." "We don't have time for this." "Which way is the shuttle bay?" "Straight through." "Go." "I'II meet you there." "Just...don't wreck my pants." "Come on, girl." "We're goin' home." "Ah, Lou." "Jesus, that's twisted." "'Course, I seen worse." "Okay, Iet's get to work." "Brodski?" "Okay... we're gonna get ya outta here." "Oh, God." "I'm gonna go get help, and I'II be back." "Give me your vest." "Bastard." "You're lucky you weren't alive during the Microsoft conflict." "hell, we were beatin' each other with our own severed limbs." "That's nice." "Let's get us home." "Kinsa, are you there?" "Yes, ma'am." "Crutch?" "Prepare for fuel transfers." "cells six and seven bypass." "hydraulic lifters." "Pressurized and dampened." "It's Brodski, he's alive." "No shit." "Yeah, I-I-I can't move him." "Are Way and Crutch back?" "No, they're still on the bridge." "I need help." "Hey, guys." "Brodski's stillalive butRowan can'tmove him byherself." "Go, go, go, go." "I can handle itfrom here." "tell 'em I'm on my way." "Watch your back." "Crutch, how are we doing for time?" "With a giant shitIoad ofgood luck, we might be ready to go." "Good." "Rowan." "Where's Brodski?" "He was here." "I don't get it." "And I am going home." "Lowe!" "Oh...shit." "lgotcompanyhere, people!" "Let's go." "Kinsa, open the door." "Open the damn door!" "What's going on?" "Why aren't you on board?" "Kinsa won't open the door." "I think that she's finally lost it, and this is a really bad time for this!" "Janessa, gently." "Give me the com." "Kinsa?" "Kinsa, honey, it's Rowan." "I need you to open the door." "No." "Kinsa, sweetheart, it's all over, honey." "We can go home." "AII you need to do is open the door for us." "No." "Oh, shit." "Come on, guys." "Guys!" "Jesus Christ, Kinsa!" "Open the goddamn door!" "Oh, no, Kinsa!" "No!" "The fuel lines are still attached!" "Kinsa!" "Now what?" "I--Um, now, basically w-we die." "bullshit!" "Okay... new plan." "You hold him and I'II run." "Hey... sIappy!" "Got a little somethin' for ya." "Gave her an upload." "'Fraid I'm gonna have to hurt you now." "Kay-Em!" "That, uh...that didn't go so well." "Got ya!" "Yeah." "Hey." "Giddyup." "I had it under control, but thanks." "My pleasure." "Yeah." "You did it." "Kay-Em." "Who's your mama?" "A-AII right." "How you doin' there, Brodski?" "I'm all right." "Come on let's get you patched up." "Whata mess." "Lab two." "Tsunaron, is he gonna make it?" "absolutely." "He's at eighty percent already." "This guy is strong." "What the hell?" "Way?" "We've got trouble." "The collision must have compromised the hull." "She's bleeding out." "Oh, no." "No, no... no." "Tiamatto Grendel, doyou read?" "Over." "Tiamatto Grendel, doyou read?" "Yes!" "Uh, Tiamat, this is GrendeI, we read you." "Can you hear us?" "That's affirmative, Grendel." "We are readingyourdistress beacon." "Areyou in needofassistance?" "That's very affirmative, Tiamat." "How soon can you get here?" "Our situation is extremely critical." "We're fourparsecs away, Grendel." "ETA...forty-five minutes." "We don't have that much time." "Tiamat, this is GrendeI." "Our hull is bleeding out." "We're gonna have... a core implosion in less than thirty minutes." "Do you copy?" "We copyyou, Grendel." "Advise how you would Iike us to proceed." "We'rejust gonna end up taking them down with us." "Tiamat... ifyou can't get here in thirty minutes then there's no point." "What?" "!" "Are you high?" "!" "Tiamat, this is GrendeI." "You just ignore that last idiot, all right?" "You-You get your ass out here, okay?" "You come here and you save us." "Hey, guys, why can't wejust go over here?" "It's no good." "The pontoon goes, it'II take the bridge with it." "Not ifwe disconnect these walkways." "You can'tjust disconnect them." "We could blow it up." "There's plenty of macrocharge in the weapons hold." "This could work." "Tiamat, we're gonna..." "try something here." "Ifyou're game, maintain your current course and speed and... hopefully we'II see you when you get here." "Copy." "Seeyou in forty-five minutes." "Goodluck, Grendel." "Thanks." "Let's blow the walkways." "Come on." "Let's split up and set the charges." "Who's got the remote?" "Right here." "We'II meet up in walkway "B."" "Go." "AII set." "Good to go." "hold together, baby." "impossible." "He's dead." "I'd say he got better." "He's been modified." "Oh, ya think?" "Can you take him?" "I can try." "You guys might wanna run." "Kay-Em!" "No!" "Waylander!" "Brodski, get in here, now!" "Come on, guys!" "Come on!" "What the hell is goin' on?" "Jason fuckin' Voorhees, that's what's going on." "blow the charges!" "No!" "WayIander's got the trigger!" "Hey... asshole." "I think she's holding." "I think we're finally okay." "I'd clap if I couId." "Tiamat to grendel." "Come in, Grendel." "We have you vectored for approach and emergency docking." "You ready to get offthat boat?" "Let's go home." "holy... shit!" "We gotta go!" "Now!" "No!" "Janessa!" "Janessa!" "Don't let go!" "Grab her hand!" "Janessa!" "Reach out!" "Reach... for it!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Oh, this sucks on so many levels!" "Janessa!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on." "Oh." "Janessa!" "Shit, he's still coming!" "Oh, God." "Shit, come on." "Go!" "Which way?" "Let's go this way." "This way!" "This way!" "Come on." "Tiamat, we're at the evac door." "So am I, GrendeI." "lifeline secured." "Initiate collar pressurization." "Tiamat, open the outer doors." "Damn." "Oh, whatnow?" "Tiamat, let'sgetthatbolt open." "I'vegotthis." "I've got this." "Let me try an override." "Shit." "Oh shit, oh shit." "Come on, come on." "Our exterior motor's got no power." "What does that mean?" "Means I'm going EVA." "EVA?" "What's EVA?" "It's a space walk." "I-If he can jump the lines out there we can reroute them from in here." "hopefully, that door will open and we can get offthis thing before... it blows the hell up." "Sounds like a good plan." "Tiamat, this is GrendeI." "Our escape hatch isjammed." "We're goin' EVA to try to patch it up." "You'd better get a move on." "I'm in the maintenance hatch." "We read you, sarge." "Opening outer doors." "Those hatches aren't gonna keep him that much longer." "We need to buy more time." "You're the expert on this guy, right?" "What are you thinking?" "A diversion." "I'm at the control panels." "Rowan, are you there?" "Yes." "I'm gonna divert the main power supply unit and send it to you." "Gotcha." "See the bright blue diode?" "Connectit to the terminal." "Uh, was that you or me?" "That was another part ofyour hull, GrendeI." "You are running out oftime." "Okay,Tiamat." "Just a few more minutes." "We can disengage and come around again." "Negative, Tiamat." "Just another minute." "We'II stand by as long as we can." "You ready, Kay?" "I was built ready, baby." "Initiate." "I-I-It's working." "He's buying it." "Whoops." "What do you mean, "Whoops"?" "Nothing." "Not nothing." "You don'tjust say "oops." What "oops"?" "I think he saw me." "Oh, man." "Ifyou've got something brilliant up your sleeve, now's the time to do it." "I-I got something." "I got something." "Prepare variations using data file crystal Lake, nineteen hundred eight." "Kay?" "Here goes nothin'." "Initiate." "Hey... you want a beer?" "Or do you wanna smoke some pot?" "Or we can have premarital sex." "We love premarital sex." "Try itnow, Rowan." "Here we go." "You piece ofcrap!" "He's done with the campers." "Wow, he's good." "He's too good." "He's coming back." "Okay, try itagain." "It's engaged!" "The door's engaged!" "Brodski, you are the man!" "Hey, are we gonna see you sometime soon?" "I'm on my way." "Brodski, where are you?" "!" "grendel, we can't keep pressure lock." "We'll disengage in fortyseconds." "Kay-Em." "Kay-Em." "Ten, nine, eight... seven, six... five, four... three, two, one." "clear!" "No!" "No, wait!" "Disconnect." "He's coming this way." "You've gotta be kidding me." "Brodski!" "He's gone." "I can't believe it." "Tsun?" "Kay-Em." "Are you okay?" "I'II be back on my feet in no time." "As soon as I have some." "I'II get right on it." "It's beautiful." "Look at that." "A shooting star." "Make a wish." "It landed in the lake." "Let'sgo check itout."