"Anomalies are starting to appear." "Doorways on time to worlds we can barely imagine." "The anomalies are conclusive prooves that the past exists." "The farest dimension is real and solid as those we already know." "Our job is to predict and contain." "Under the circumstances I'm going to allow your exploratory mission into the anomaly." "People, somebody's been here before us." "Whatever it was it didn't get far." "It's H.C. It's Hellen Cutter." "Helen Cutter came to this area eight years ago." "She disappeared in the forest, her body was never found." "Helen!" "I'd lost her." "And now I think she's back from the dead." "It's called it anomalies." "But I can't say anymore, official secrets act." "But I will tell you this." "I've seen a gorgonopsid." "Face to face and trust me it's not pretty." "Just how stupid do you think we are, Connor?" "But it's all true." "Alright, I swear on my Empire Strikes Back first edition poster signed by Luke Skywalker and David Prowse." "Careful, that is evoking a sacred relic." "Yeah, or the Bible." "I know what a sacred relic is Duncan" "I've seen Raiders of the Lost Ark." "Space/time anomalies and dinosaurs, sounds like someone's been overdoing the playstation." "I can prove it." "Alright I'm not allowed to." "Right." "Y'know one day you gonna gutted that you don't believe me." " He's lost it." " Totally." "That's the saddest thing I've seen since Matrix Revolutions." "What's weird is he actually seems to be believe it." "There's ten years of Helen's work here." "Keep looking." "You've read every word she ever wrote." "Yes, but we did know about the anomaly then, there may be references to it... in Helen's work that we overlooked." "If she knew about it, she'd have told you." "Hello?" "Helen!" "You alright?" "Just haven't been sleeping very well." "Hi Fred." "Abby, open up!" "I think I found another anomaly." "Three secs." "Hi." "Woa!" "Come in." "This place is supercool." "I mean is it... woa!" "Is it me or is really hot in here?" "Ow!" "I'll get changed." "You should read this." "Where did you get this?" "Internet, on a web sightings forum." "It looks to me like another anomaly, we should check it out." "What did Cutter say?" "I haven't actually told him yet." "I could be wrong and I don't want him to think I'm an idiot." "He already thinks you are an idiot." "Thanks very much." "Come on, think how impressed he'll be if I'm right." "I still think you should tell him." "Rex." "Ow, he came back." "Kidnapping helpless lizards?" "I didn't want those people getting ahold of him again." "That explains why you're keeping the place so hot." " You're gonna tell anyone?" " No, I mean, you can rely on me." "So how about it, you're in?" "Maybe we should just let someone know." "Come on, this is our chance to show 'em we're useful." "Come on Abby, we're pals now right?" "Right?" "You never know we could find a new lil' playmate for Rex." "They could get together and talk about really old times." "The Forest of Dean is completly clear." "I've left Ryan in charge of mapping up." "There's been a lot of internet chatter but we've got natural disbelief on our side." "Eye witnesses?" "The school teacher is in shock, but we can keep her away from the papers and the boy will be no problem." "Thank you." "Bit of a monster, didn't it **?" "That wouldn't be the neatest solution." "Joke." " What about Cutter?" " What about him?" "I don't like anyone to whom the adjective maverick might be applied." "Cutter virtually owns the copyright." "He may be a little unconventional in his methods but he's the closest thing we got to an expert." "You've taken to him, haven't you?" "I trust him, if that's what you mean." "Of course, what else?" "Very well, we'll keep him on site from the time being." "I'd rather have him inside the proverbial tent than outside." "Maybe this wasn't such a great idea." "You can hold my hand if you're frightened." "And how's that gonna make me feel better?" "I just don't think we should be doing it on our own." "Stop worrying." "If there's another gorgonopsid then just run like hell." "Shut up, Connor." "I was just saying." "You haven't replied to any of my messages." "So I came in person." "You know, I've been going through Helen's papers, please." "It was my fault that she disappeared." "Why?" "I was supposed to go with her on that last field trip but... we had a row, another row." "She'd become obsessed with theories that I found... ridiculous." "You mean she was onto the anomaly?" "No, not as such but, she'd become convinced that there was no conventional scientific... answers to certain evolutionary puzzles and obviously she was right." "Nobody could have guessed that." "Yes but she did." "You are not to blame for her death, you know?" "What makes you so sure she's dead?" "She was lost 2 hundred million years away in the past." "What else could she be?" "My tent is only big enough for one." "Should have brought your own." "I like sleeping out." "Don't really look the type." "I *** a while, you know." "For morning." "Till I sprayed my ankle." "Oh, freezing." "We should huggle together for warmth." "Or not." "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Go ahead, anything." "Is Stephen seeing anybody?" " Stephen?" " Has he said anything about me?" "Uh, no, not that I can remember." "No." "Actually I've never seen him with a woman." "He might not like 'em." " Could be gay." " He's gay?" "I never said he was, I just said he could be." "But you don't know." "Not conclusively." "N o." "I'll keep first watch then, ***." " So tell me the plan." " What plan?" "What else can we do?" "Well, we could start off by telling everyone the truth." " No." " Why?" "Right now this is just a rumour mill for internet conspiracy freaks." "And we can contain that." "The alternatives are panic, histeria, potential lawlessness, simply unviable." "A cover up." "Connor will be thrilled." "It's not a cover up." "Well, this case is but we have to do it." "Text from Abby, Connor thinks she's on to another anomaly." "They've gone to investigate." "Where, where are they?" "New forest, she's not exactly sure where." " Connor, wake up!" " What?" "Oh my God!" "Quick!" " Careful it bites!" " You idiots." " Look, I know what you're gonna say." " We're sorry." "Police aren't gonna prosecute you for trespassing." "Suppose that had been a predator, what were you gonna do?" "** it?" "You knew exactly what was at stake but you just couldn't keep your mouth shut." "It's so big, I had to tell somebody." "Sorry, I am, I blew it." "Go back to college, get on with your work, I'll find you another supervisor." "I'm just as much to blame as he is." "Just as stupid maybe." "But you did shut your mouth off and you still have skills I can use, you stay." "This kind of thing doesn't normally interest the government." "We like to keep an eye on violent crime Dr. Lewis, especially when there's unusual circumstances." "Well, he was found out this morning in the underground." "He'd been spraying the tunnels for vermine." "Judging from size of the wound he'd been attacked with a knife or ax but..." "It makes no sense." "Why not?" "It's not the wound that's killing him, it's poison." "You're suggesting soemone took an ax to him and then injected poison into the wound?" "Venom to be precise." "As in snake's and insect's?" "We're running every test we can think of but the truth is we just don't know what we're dealing with." "Did he say anything before he lost consciousness?" "He was babbling about monsters." "It's a single puncture mark but it's not an knife or an ax, it's more like a bite." "From what?" "Good question." "I can't close the underground on a wild hunch." "Something injected a fatal dose of venom into his blood stream." "There can be a perfectly rational explanation." "That I'd love to hear." "And how do you suggest I explain this to the mayor?" "Excuse me Sir, would you mind terribly throwing the whole bloody underground into chaos because we think there might be a fair dodgy creeping crawling on the loose somewhere." "We're not talking about shutting down the whole system." "Jus the area where the attack took place." "There's a whole network of disused tunnels down there." "Yes, very well." "Vision on, guys." "We should be down there with them." "Special forces go in first." "You didn't think Lester was gonna let you have it all right away." "They don't even know what they're looking for." "There can't be that many different types of venomous predator under ***" "You should see the ** on a friday night." "Here, clear it!" "Ready?" "go!" "I've gone in." "Clear so far." "Keep it really tight, lads." "Push foward." "Cover the exit." "***" "Keep it tight." "***" "Abort!" "Abort!" "They're everywhere." "Hold your fire!" "Withdraw!" "They're like spiders but with pincers not fangs, some of them meter long." " Horrible little..." " Tell me how you feel?" "Sick, my ears are ringing." " There's any blood in vision?" " No." "There's something else." "The gunshots were too bright like fireworks." "It's classic sign of excess oxygen in the atmosphere." "Rich and more heavily oxygenated air must be sipping through from another anomaly." "We're not talking about the permian era any longer, this is much much earlier." "How much earlier?" "Maybe the carbonipherus, I suppose." "3 hundred million years ago." "We're really need to see exactly what these creatures look like." "I need to see this for myself." "Ok go." "Let's get some gear." "You wear it well, you look good." "We need torches, the most powerful you can find." "There are vision goggles." "Vision isn't the issue." "Well, pest controler died a few minutes ago." "They're running test on our casualty now." "What she doing?" "Abby's got more practical experience with animals then the rest of us put together." "I don't care if she's Dr. Doolittle." "Sorry, it's just too risky." "I can help, I just finished studying insect behavior." "Torches." " Is that true?" " Kind of..." "To tell you the truth, spiders aren't really my thing." "Yeah, well technically these are probably scorpions." "I feel better already." "On the floor." "What I thought, they're sensitive to the light." "Does anyone have a really big slipper?" "I don't like this." "Cutter." "What's happening to us?" "Guys..." "What is it?" "I don't know." "It's not a spider." "Run away!" "Cutter, what's going on?" "Well, there's another creature down here." "But don't worry we're coming out." "Stephen!" "Stephen, can you see it?" "No!" " Go!" " Nick!" "Go Go!" "Get Abby out of here!" "C'mon!" "Damn!" " Nick..." " Hello?" " Nick..." " Who's there?" "Helen?" "Cutter, come in!" "All I'm getting is interference." "Look, there's no other way out." "These tunnels were blocked 30 years ago." "Then why isn't he back yet?" "Look, he's gotta be trapped." "Ok, I'm gonna get back there." "Noone goes anywhere until we know what we're dealing with." "He could be injured." "I don't wanna leave him down there, any more than you do." "Bum I'm not losing anyone else in these wild goose chase." "We don't even know for sure where he is." "Did just see what kind of creature it was?" "It was some kind of centipede." "But huge." "Give me more, like preferred habitat, behavioral pattern, strengths, weaknesses." "We don't know, noone does." "Connor might, he's like a walking encyclopedia of this stuff." "He probably has giant bug fridge magnets." "Ok, ok, I'll get him here." "Ryan, we need to get Connor..." " I can't leave him in there." " Cant go back without backup." " Watch me." " Stephen." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Cutter!" "Cutter!" "Cutter!" "Oh God!" "Oh God, where are you?" " Stephen!" " What's he done?" "Stephen, where the hell are you?" "He was trying to help." "He's done a really great job, hasn't it?" "Stephen come in, Stephen!" "That's the problem with heroic gestures, succeed and you look wonderful, fail and all you do is leave everybody else the bloody mess to clear up." "Well done, get down there." "Connor!" "Over here!" "Help me." "Why don't you say something?" "Helen!" "Helen..." "What happened?" "I ***." "Where is it now?" "Alright, let's get you out of here." "I ** feeling." "Yeah, it's shock." "Here, take this." "There's something I have to tell you." "You look like dying, it can wait." "Helen is alive." "She was here, she gave me a message." "Which message?" "She's waiting on the other side of the anomaly." "She said, she said if you wanna know the truth..." "You've got to come for it." "Help, we need a medic." "Ok, carbonipherus, so it's probably a Arthropleura." "That's an centipede on steroids basically." "It's more less blind and good sense of smell and touch." "I mean this thing is pretty big and scary looking, but it's more or less timid." "It's the kind of bug that sticks the kitchen applies." "This one must have a personality disorder." "How dangerous is it?" "According to this it would be in dead wood and leaves." " They're not poisonous." " No way." "That's a good thing then." "Medic!" "Medic!" "Stephen!" "He's been bitten." "Same wounds, same symptons as the pest controller." "We need to do something before it destroys his central nervous system" "Poison, the spiders are off the hook, the centipede is the killer." "Not poisonous, you said." "I was only speculating." "Tell them about Helen." "She was there." "What's he talking about?" "I don't know." "He must be halucinating." "He seemed very lucid to me." "You know you are beautiful." "You're delirious." "Have dinner with me." "We'll talk about it when you're better." "I can't wait that long." "But I will." "I'll have coffee at your place later and stay for breakfast in the morning." "It's amazing the stuff you say to someone who's dying." "You're not dying." "Who did this to him?" "Not who, what?" " It was a centipede." " What kind of centipede?" "It's hard to explain." "If we don't find out exactly what bit him he will die." "Ok, tell me what you need to find the cure and I'll give you all the information I can." "There are no obvious treatment, people just don't die of centipede bite." "But if we can get ahold of a good sample of the venom we might be able to find an anti-venom that matches his." "Will that make him better?" "Anti venom is our last resort." "Toxic in their own might." "His survival rate can be 50% but without it his chances are nihil." "Just keep him alive." "It's working, they're going back through." "Can't we run some tests and find a match for the venom somehow?" "It would take too long, he's dying." "The only way to shortcut the process is to collect a pure sample of venom from the creature that bit him." "How the hell we're gonna do that?" "Ask it to fill a speciman jar." "In a way." "Oh come on!" "That's the only option." "Ryan, Ryan you there?" "3 site's clear." "Moving into second bunker." "Have you seen the centipede yet?" "If we lose it, Stephen is dead." "Do not let it return through the anomaly, repeat, do not let it go back." "And find me something that will do the job." "What are you gonna do?" "I'm gonna invite a very angry centipede to bite me." "Bunker is clear, and it hasn't been gone through the anomaly on my watch." "There's nowhere else for it to go." "Either it's already gone throught, of it's beyond that door." "I'm going there." "Keep your eyes open, this thing's fast." "Clear." "It's gone back." "We must have lost it." "Damn it." "If Stephen wouldn't have gone back for me then he wouldn't have gone bitten." "It wasn't your fault." "Professor!" "I forgot, an Arthropleura they supposed to be burrower so look for a hole in the floor, in the walls, anywhere." "Cutter!" "I found it!" "I was right, it is still here." "Good work." "How deep could this be?" "Creature that size, 50 feet maybe." "Alright, fine I'm going in." "That's crazy." "But there's no other way of finding out where it's gone." "I'm gonna come too." " Right." " Right." "Cool, ok." "If I don't come back you can have my Star Trek Next Generation **." "I'l treasure them." "You know what, on second thought, maybe you should bury them with me." "Here, put this in your clothes." "****." "Bugs hate it." "Right." "I won't have a panic attack." "I will not have a panic attack." "Could it really have climbled up that?" "Let's find out." "Let's give it a chance to get me first." "Claustrophia and vertigo on the same day, this is... fabulous." "Whatever happens, don't shoot till I got the venom." "Come on!" "Stay clear!" "Careful Connor!" "Let it go." "Let's get this bite to Stephen." "How is he?" "Convulsions have stopped." "That's something." "You really like him, don't you?" "I don't know him." "When has that ever stopped people from fancying each other before?" "Yoiu see, the same thing happened to me once." "With the Buffy, the Vampire Slayer." "I mean she's a fictional carachter but you know when it feels real..." "Then she starts hanging around with this badly animated dog and it all went to bit." "Weird." "But it breaks your heeart at the end of it." "Dr, I think he's back!" " Hi" " Hi." "How you feeling?" "Like a ***" "So, tell me about Helen." "What about Helen?" "You saw her." "I saw her?" "When?" "In the tunnel, that's what you said." "I was gone, I don't remember anything." "I was probably just seeing things." "Yeah, probably." "What was that about?" "You really can't remember anything after you were bitten." "None of the things you said in the ambulance." "No, what did I say?" "Oh, just stuff." "Just thought some of it must be have stuck." "Was it important?" "No, not really." "Thanks for looking after me, Abby." "Hi." "Does this mean I'm back in?" "Any way we can keep you out?" "I just wanna help." "You did a good job." "Oh God, you know what, all my life I wanted to be on a crime busting gang." "and now I am." "So, I don't suppose you'd consider giving me a cool nickname, would you?" "No." "I thought so." "Where are you, Helen?" "What do you want?"