( wind howling )
( doors banging )
( radio squealing )
Man over radio: Acknowledge, Ice Station Erebus.
Acknowledge.
This is US Station 0597
calling Antarctic Station Erebus.
Please acknowledge.
Erebus, please acknowledge.
This is US Station 0597
calling Antarctic Station Erebus.
Acknowledge. Acknowledge, Erebus.
( music playing softly )
Man: CAPTAIN CAGE?
CAPTAIN CAGE.
( helicopter blades whirring )
Woman: 24 HOURS AGO,
ONE OF THE ENGINEERS AT ICE STATION EREBUS WENT POSTAL ON US.
RIGHT NOW, IT LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT
AT LEAST ONE CONFIRMED DEAD.
SOUNDS LIKE A SEMPER FI DETAIL TO ME.
THE ANTARCTIC IS DEMILITARIZED, SAM.
AS FAR AS THE MARINES ARE CONCERNED,
EREBUS DOESN'T EXIST.
OKAY, SO WHAT IS THIS ICE STATION EREBUS ANYWAY?
OFFICIALLY, IT'S A RESEARCH FACILITY
RUN BY THE ARMY CORPS OF ENGINEERS.
AND UNOFFICIALLY?
IT'S AN ILLEGAL MINING OPERATION
COURTESY OF THE PENTAGON.
NOW, THERE ARE--
WERE SIX SOLDIERS AT EREBUS--
WHITTAKER, THE COMMANDER; JENNIFER WILLS, MEDICAL;
TECH BRIAN SHEBANSKI; GEOLOGIST ROBERT REYNOLDS;
AND BAINES, A MINING ENGINEER.
THAT'S FIVE.
- AND THE DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS MAKES SIX. - ( thunder rumbles )
DR. KARL SCHILLING. HE'S THE SHOOTER.
Pilot: WHERE THE HELL DID THIS WEATHER COME FROM?
( thunderclap )
NO WAY I'M GOING TO BE ABLE TO PUT DOWN IN THIS.
JUST GET US AS CLOSE AS WE CAN, AND WE'LL DROP.
YES, MAJOR.
( thunderclap )
NOW OR NEVER, MAJOR.
( helicopter engine whining )
HEY!
WHAT THE--
DAMN!
Both: UH!
Major: HANG ON! WE'RE TOO HIGH!
WE DON'T HAVE A CHOICE!
OKAY! DROP!
( both grunt )
( helicopter leaves )
- Major: OKAY. - YOU ALL RIGHT?
YEAH. LET'S GO.
THE BASE IS THAT WAY.
Major: UH!
WHITTAKER.
MAJOR FRANK.
Major: THE COMMANDING OFFICER.
COME ON! WE'VE GOT TO MOVE!
- ( electricity crackles ) - ( radio static )
( static stops )
- ( gunfire ) - Woman: DON'T MOVE! I'LL SHOOT!
Sam: HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
- Major: MILITARY POLICE! DROP YOUR FUCKING GUN! - Sam: WE'RE HERE TO HELP.
NOW THROW YOUR GUN OUT.
Woman: I'M THE ONE WHO CALLED. WHO ARE YOU?
Major: MAJOR CALLIE O'GRADY AND CAPTAIN SAM CAGE,
MILITARY POLICE. DROP IT!
THROW THE GUN OUT
AND PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM.
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, HERE'S THE GUN.
I'M COMING OUT.
( breathing heavily )
JENNIFER WILLS, MEDICAL OFFICER.
I THOUGHT ONE OF YOU COULD'VE BEEN SCHILLING.
WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?
I DON'T KNOW.
AS FAR AS I KNOW, IT'S JUST TECH OFFICER SHEBANSKI AND ME.
WHERE'S SHEBANSKI?
I DON'T KNOW.
DUG HIMSELF A HOLE BACK THERE SOMEWHERE, I GUESS.
THEN LET'S DIG HIM OUT.
( opens door )
YOU ALWAYS KEEP IT THIS DARK DOWN HERE?
WELL, WE RUN MOSTLY ON SOLAR,
SO THIS TIME OF YEAR WE WORK WITH WHAT WE'VE GOT.
( opens door )
THAT'S CAPTAIN JOHN BAINES,
MINING ENGINEER.
Sam: HOW DID HE END UP IN HERE?
( sighs ) I FOUND HIM OUTSIDE FROZEN SOLID.
ALL I COULD DO WAS JUST DRAG HIM IN.
Callie: KNIFE.
THE GUY LIKES TO GET CLOSE.
Callie: WHAT IS IT?
NOTHING. LET'S GO.
THIS IS DR. SCHILLING'S ROOM.
( screams )
IT'S OKAY. IT'S SHEBANSKI.
THEY'RE THE MPs.
YEAH, WELL, IT TOOK YOU GUYS LONG ENOUGH.
LET'S GET THE HELL OFF THIS ICEBERG.
HELLO? HELLO?
IF YOU GUYS ARE WAITING FOR HELL TO FREEZE OVER, YOU'RE A LITTLE BIT LATE.
- NOW COME ON, LET'S GO! - NOT UNTIL WE FIND THE OTHERS AND CLEAN THIS UP.
Shebanski: NO, NO, NO, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE, LIKE, NOW.
WHERE'S YOUR TRANSPORT?
THERE'S ONLY A FEW MORE MINUTES BEFORE IT GETS DARK.
- NOW, WHERE IS THE TRANSPORT? - WE DROPPED IN.
GREAT.
LOOK, NOBODY ELSE IS GOING TO DIE-- NOBODY HERE, AT LEAST--
SO THE SOONER YOU TELL US WHAT HAPPENED,
THE SOONER WE CAN DO OUR JOBS AND GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
YOU CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT, ALL RIGHT?
I'M GOING TO GO RADIO FOR A TRANSPORT NOW.
YOU CAN TRY,
BUT NOBODY'S GOING TO FLY IN HERE DURING THIS STORM,
NOT TO MENTION THIS IS A RESTRICTED AREA NOW.
UNLESS ONE OF US GIVES THE BASE THE CORRECT CODE,
- THEY WON'T SEND SHIT. - ( bangs wall )
SO WHY DON'T WE JUST START FROM THE TOP, OKAY, FOLKS?
SO WHITTAKER ORDERED LEVEL SIX OF THE MINE-- THAT'S THE DEEPEST LEVEL--
SEALED OFF ON ACCOUNT OF THE GASES.
THEN THERE WAS A SUDDEN INCREASE
IN THE CONCENTRATIONS OF SULFUR AND CARBON MONOXIDE.
Shebanski: YEAH, BUT SCHILLING DECIDES TO GO DOWN THERE ANYWAYS.
SUDDENLY, HE'S REPORTING BACK
THAT HE'S FOUND SOMETHING DOWN THERE,
BUT HE WON'T TELL ANYBODY WHAT IT IS.
WHEN WAS THIS?
YESTERDAY-- EARLY.
SO, NEXT THING WE KNOW,
SCHILLING IS BACK OUT FROM THE MINES,
AND HE'S GOT THIS HUGE KNIFE IN HIS HAND,
AND HE'S WALKING INTO MAJOR WHITTAKER'S OFFICE.
THE LAST THING I SAW WAS BAINES.
I GUESS HE WAS TRYING TO GO HELP MAJOR WHITTAKER.
WHY WAS THAT THE LAST THING THAT YOU SAW?
BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT TO GET IN ANYBODY'S WAY, YOU KNOW?
WE FOUND WHITTAKER'S BODY ON THE WAY IN.
- LET'S GO GET HIM. - WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
SIT DOWN.
HE'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE. THAT JUST LEAVES REYNOLDS.
NOW, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE HE IS?
YOU GUYS ARE THE SECRET POLICE.
HOW ABOUT YOU TELL US?
GOD DAMN IT! WE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE NOW.
TALK ABOUT YOUR CABIN FEVER. SHIT.
THE WAY I SEE IT, THERE'S ONLY TWO REAL QUESTIONS HERE.
IS THE GEOLOGIST ROBERT REYNOLDS STILL ALIVE,
AND WHERE'S SHILLING HIDING?
HOW DO YOU WANT TO PROCEED?
WE RADIO IN OUR STATUS, AND WE CHECK OUT THE MINE.
( doors hiss )
WHERE ARE THE GAS MASKS?
SCHILLING TOOK THEM.
ONLY 20 MINUTES OF DAYLIGHT LEFT.
THAT'S HOW WE LIKE IT-- SHORT AND SWEET.
YOU DON'T WANT TO BE OUT WHEN THE TEMPERATURE DROPS.
YEAH. WE'LL KEEP THAT IN MIND.
- Sam: READY? - YEAH. LET'S GO.
( coughing )
- Sam: ARE YOU WITH ME? - YEAH. GO!
STOP!
DAMN, I LOST HIM.
JESUS, I NEED AIR.
COME ON.
- HOLD IT TOGETHER. LET'S GO. - ( breathing hard )
ANY IDEAS?
SHIT.
LET'S TRY THAT WAY.
Sam: DEAD END.
( gags )
( coughs ) OH, THESE GODDAMN FUMES.
( heaving )
THEY DON'T SEEM TO BOTHER YOU, THOUGH.
WHO DID YOU SCREW TO GET SO LUCKY?
IT'S NOT JUST ME. IT'S HOT, RIGHT?
YEAH. WE GOT TO GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
PUT YOUR ARM AROUND ME. LET'S GO.
- COME ON. - ( grunting )
Callie: HOW THE HELL DO WE GET OUT OF HERE?
WAIT A SECOND. WE GOT OFF ON LEVEL TWO, RIGHT?
THIS IS FOUR. WHAT'S GOING ON?
( button clicks, gears whirring )
( button clicks )
- Jennifer: WHAT HAPPENED TO HER? - GASES.
PUT HER HERE.
- DID YOU FIND ANYBODY? - NO.
LOOK AT ME.
I'LL BE FINE.
WILL SHE?
WELL, HER HEART RATE'S A LITTLE HIGH,
BUT I THINK SHE'LL BE OKAY.
- SHE JUST NEEDS SOME REST. - I SAID I'LL BE FINE.
THOSE TUNNELS ARE A MAZE. WE'LL NEED A MAP.
MAPS? HOLD ON. HERE.
DAMN IT.
OH.
SCHILLING MUST HAVE THEM.
AND DON'T LOOK AT US, EITHER.
NEITHER OF US HAVE BEEN DOWN THERE BEFORE.
LOOK, I THINK WE SHOULD ALL TRY TO GET SOME REST.
THANKS. I WANT YOU TWO ARMED.
FROM NOW ON, WE ALL STAY TOGETHER. UNDERSTOOD?
GEE, I THOUGHT I'D GO OUT AND TAKE A WALK IN THE SNOW.
KEEP UP THAT ATTITUDE, AND WE'LL LET YOU.
I'LL TAKE THE FIRST WATCH. I FEEL TOO SHITTY TO SLEEP.
- YOU SURE? - GOOD NIGHT, CAPTAIN.
( clicks )
WHAT'S GOING ON?
( motor grinding )
- Jennifer: SOLAR POWER'S DEPLETED. - ( sighs )
- Shebanski: THERE IT GOES. - OKAY. THE BACKUP GENNY IS KICKING IN.
WE'LL HAVE TO CONSERVE AS MUCH FUEL AS POSSIBLE.
IF WE LOSE THAT GENNY, WE'LL FREEZE.
- HOW LONG DO WE HAVE? - Shebanski: I DON'T KNOW.
THE GUY IN CHARGE OF POWER IS DEFROSTING DOWN THE HALL.
( hisses )
( rhythmic thudding )
( snow crunches )
( distant thudding )
( snow crunches )
( thudding )
( snow crunches )
( metal scrapes )
( thuds )
( door opens )
( thudding )
( motor running )
( Jennifer breathing )
( creaking )
IT'S NOTHING. THE WIND MUST'VE KNOCKED OVER AN AERIAL.
( sighs )
LOOK, IF IT WOULD MAKE YOU MORE COMFORTABLE, WE'LL CHECK IT OUT.
ARE YOU KIDDING?
IT'S AT LEAST 70 BELOW OUT THERE.
NOTHING CAN SURVIVE-- NOTHING.
NOTHING LIVING.
( sighs )
ALL RIGHT, YOU TELL ME WHAT IT IS.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS,
AND I NEVER WANT TO FIND OUT, ALL RIGHT?
THEN STOW IT, LIEUTENANT.
BESIDES, JENNIFER'S RIGHT.
NOTHING COULD SURVIVE OUT THERE,
SO...
DOWNED AERIAL.
YOU SAW-- YOU SAW SOMETHING, DIDN'T YOU?
Sam: I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.
YEAH, RIGHT.
- WHAT DID YOU SEE? - NOTHING. SHADOWS.
- SURE? - YEAH.
TRY AND GET SOME SLEEP. I'LL WAKE YOU IN TWO HOURS.
( door opens )
HE'S GONE.
WHO?
BAINES.
THE LAST TIME I CHECKED ON BAINES
WAS JUST BEFORE WE WENT INTO THE MINE.
SHEBANSKI, YOU WANT TO FACE ME, PLEASE?
- WHAT? - PUT YOUR HANDS OUT.
WHAT? I WAS WATCHING THE MONITOR, OKAY?
YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME? ASK HER.
- HE WAS, THE WHOLE TIME. - OKAY, YOU TWO GO BACK TO BED.
- THE CAPTAIN WILL JOIN YOU IN A SECOND. - ALL RIGHT.
SOMEBODY APPARENTLY HAS A BACKSTAGE PASS AROUND HERE,
WHICH MEANS EITHER SCHILLING HAS A PARTNER IN CRIME...
- REYNOLDS? - OR ONE OF THESE TWO IS FUCKING WITH US.
MAYBE SHEBANSKI THINKS THAT IF HE HIDES BAINES' BODY,
HE'LL SPOOK US INTO CALLING HIM HIS TRANSPORT.
( wind howling )
( gun hammer clicks )
Man: CALLIE.
CALLIE?
( woman vocalizing )
( vocalizing stops )
Jennifer: WHAT IS IT?
CALLIE.
WHERE'S CALLIE?
SAM...
SOMEONE'S ON LEVEL FIVE.
OH, MY GOD.
SHIT.
IT'S 60 BELOW OUT THERE. YOU'LL FREEZE.
IF HE CAN SURVIVE OUT THERE, SO CAN I.
( door closes )
OH, SHIT!
GOD DAMN IT!
COME ON.
- ( door opens ) - Sam: COME ON!
- GOD DAMN IT! - RIGHT HERE.
LAY HER DOWN HERE. I GOT HER.
( door closes )
( breathing heavily )
Sam: COME ON!
WHAT? NO.
WHAT?
I'M SORRY.
Shebanski: MAYBE NOW YOU'LL CALL FOR BACKUP?
WHAT DO YOU THINK? IS IT A GOOD TIME NOW?
- HMM? - SHUT UP!
SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!
GOD.
ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT.
THE RADIO.
OH. NO!
LOOK, YOU DON'T THINK I DID THIS, DO YOU?
THEY-- THEY MUST'VE DONE THIS
WHEN THEY TOOK YOUR PARTNER. I--
HOW MANY PHANTOMS DO YOU HAVE HERE?
THE ARMY'S HAD US HERE FOR A YEAR DOING NOTHING,
AND I JUST LOST ALL PERSPECTIVE.
LET ME PUT THINGS IN PERSPECTIVE FOR YOU.
- FIX THE FUCKING RADIO! - Jennifer: SAM...
- YES, SIR. - SAM, CALM DOWN.
IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.
SHE TRUSTED ME.
I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY.
( window breaks )
( wind howling )
LOCK THIS DOOR.
( doorknob jiggles )
JESUS.
( lock clicks )
Sam: ROBERT REYNOLDS?
- BRING HIM. - WHAT?
JUST BRING HIM! NOW!
ALL RIGHT.
- Shebanski: GOT HIM. - GOT HIM.
( electricity hums )
OKAY, THE WARMING BLANKET IS ON.
- DEAD IS DEAD, DOC. - WHAT?
DEAD IS DEAD.
LOOK, HE'S GOT A CHANCE. I FELT A PULSE.
SO IF WE CAN KEEP WARMING HIS BODY
AND HIS HEART CAN TAKE IT,
THEN THAT MEANS MAYBE WE CAN SAVE HIM.
NOW CAN YOU GET SOME BLANKETS, PLEASE?
Shebanski: ALL RIGHT, NOW WHAT?
OKAY, UH, MONITOR HIS TEMPERATURE FOR ME.
- OKAY. - KNOW HOW TO DO IT?
YEAH. JUST STICK IT IN HIS EAR.
RIGHT. PUSH THE BLUE BUTTON.
ALL RIGHT. 89.5°.
- Jennifer: GREAT. - Shebanski: 89.9.
- ALL RIGHT, HERE THEY ARE. - PUT THEM ON HIM.
- ALL RIGHT, I GOT IT. - Shebanski: 90.2.
- YOU CAN DO IT, BOBBY. - Shebanski: OKAY.
- WHAT'S IT SAY? - 90.7°.
NOW WHAT?
WE WAIT.
DOC, IS, UH... IS THAT NORMAL?
- Jennifer: WHAT? - THAT.
( moaning )
OKAY. OKAY. IT'S OKAY.
IT'S JUST HIS MUSCLES TRYING TO-- TRYING TO WARM HIS BODY.
IT'S OKAY, BOBBY. BOBBY, THAT'S GOOD. YOU GOT IT.
- HOLD HIM. - ( moaning stops )
GREAT, BOBBY.
- OKAY. HE'S STABILIZING. - IS HE GOING TO LIVE?
YEAH...
FOR THE MOMENT.
BRAIN DAMAGE-- THAT'S ANOTHER QUESTION.
WELL, CONGRATULATIONS, I GUESS.
BUT IF IT WAS HIM THAT WAS IN THE MINE,
BELIEVE ME, HE'S GOING TO WISH HE HAD STAYED FROZEN.
YOU BOTH HAVE GUNS.
NOW KEEP AN EYE ON FROSTY HERE.
I'M GOING TO GO RESECURE THE PERIMETER.
( wind whistling )
( door opens )
OUR SECURE PERIMETER?
WELL, YOU WORK WITH WHAT YOU GOT.
CAN YOU GIVE ME A MINUTE?
HOW MANY HOURS TILL DAYLIGHT?
TWO.
ARE YOU OKAY?
YEAH.
I JUST HATE THIS WAITING SHIT.
YOU'RE A GOOD MAN, SAM.
CALLIE WAS LUCKY TO HAVE YOU AS A PARTNER.
YOU DON'T KNOW ME. I'M NOT GOOD AT ALL.
YEAH, YOU ARE.
YOU'RE JUST DOING A DAMN GOOD JOB OF FIGHTING IT.
DON'T WORRY. YOUR SECRET'S SAFE WITH ME, THOUGH.
WHAT?
IT'S NOT MY GOOD SIDE THAT I'M FIGHTING.
NO!
- NO! - BOBBY!
LET ME GO!
BOBBY!
BOBBY, IT'S OKAY. BOBBY.
HOLD HIM!
- HOLD HIM! - I GOT HIM.
IT'S JENNIFER.
HOLD HIM. I'LL GET A SEDATIVE.
WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE?
COME ON!
Jennifer: BOBBY? BOBBY.
OKAY.
Shebanski: WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE?
NOTHING. JUST GET BACK IN THERE AND FIX THE RADIO.
IT'S TOAST. I CAN'T DO ANYTHING.
HOW ARE WE GOING TO GET OUT OF HERE, THEN?
ASK MR. BIG STUFF.
HE'S THE ASSHOLE WHO WOULDN'T LET US USE THE RADIO WHEN WE WANTED TO.
NOW WE NEED TO, WE CAN'T. IT'S BUSTED.
SHUT UP. I SAID WE'LL GET OUT OF HERE, AND WE WILL.
ALL RIGHT, LOOK...
IT'S, UH-- IT'S STANDARD OPERATING PROCEDURE
FOR THE BASE TO SEND IN THE CAVALRY
IF THEY DON'T HEAR FROM US EVERY 24 HOURS,
BUT WE CAN'T COUNT ON THAT IN THIS WEATHER.
AND BESIDES, WE DON'T KNOW
WHAT SCHILLING HAS IN STORE FOR US, SO...
GO AHEAD AND FIND HIM, ALL RIGHT?
NOBODY'S STOPPING YOU. GO FIND SCHILLING. GO AHEAD.
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I INTEND TO DO.
WE'RE GOING TO FLUSH HIM OUT AT DAYLIGHT.
YOU AND ME? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WE?
THAT'S RIGHT, YOU AND ME.
I AIN'T FUCKING GOING NEAR THAT MINE.
I NEVER BEEN DOWN THERE BEFORE.
I'M NOT GOING DOWN THERE. I'M NOT. I'M NOT.
THAT'S AN ORDER, LIEUTENANT.
( sighs )
JUST CALM DOWN.
OH, GOD.
( demonic voice ) HELLO, LITTLE BROTHER.
HAVE YOU SEEN MARY? ( laughs )
( gun hammer clicks )
YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!
HUH? HUH?
HOLD YOUR FIRE! STOP SHOOTING, YOU IDIOT!
I'M STOPPED! I'M STOPPED!
ALL RIGHT, I THINK WE GOT HIM TRAPPED! DON'T MOVE!
WHO?
JUST STAY THERE!
WHAT THE FUCK?
GOD DAMN IT! I TOLD YOU TO STAY PUT!
- I'M SORRY! - ( exhales )
- YOU-- YOU SAW HIM COME IN HERE, RIGHT? - SAW WHO?
- IS THERE ANY OTHER WAY OUT OF THIS ROOM? -NO.
WAIT, THERE'S A DISPOSAL UNIT.
( wind howling )
MAYBE THAT EXPLAINS THE NOISE,
BUT I STILL DIDN'T SEE ANYBODY COME IN HERE.
THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING. LOCK IT.
SAM, LISTEN, I THINK THOSE GASES
MIGHT HAVE AFFECTED YOU A LITTLE MORE THAN YOU THINK,
SO HERE...
WHY DON'T YOU LET ME GIVE YOU SOMETHING?
IT'LL HELP YOU SLEEP.
SHUT UP! I DON'T NEED TO SLEEP.
FINE. I WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP.
WELL, I DON'T NEED YOUR GODDAMN HELP.
I JUST... NEED TO THINK.
OKAY...
MAYBE THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED TO SCHILLING, THEN.
HE SUCKED TOO MUCH GAS.
WHAT ARE WE TALKING ABOUT HERE?
FIRST, YOU GOT A DOWNED AERIAL, THEN THE DISPOSAL UNIT,
NOW IT'S MYSTERY GAS.
YOU CAN RATIONALIZE THIS ANY WAY YOU LIKE.
THE BOTTOM LINE IS WE'RE ALL FUCKED!
SOMEBODY-- AND I'M TALKING ABOUT MORE THAN ONE PERSON--
IS MOVING BODIES AROUND THIS PLACE!
AND WHO CARES WHY?
WE'RE ALL GONNA BE DEAD IF WE DON'T GET OUT OF HERE SOON.
THEN MAYBE SCHILLING ISN'T WORKING ALONE.
MAYBE THAT'S RIGHT.
MAYBE THIS PLACE IS SO HUSH-HUSH--
MAYBE IT'S THE FUCKING IRAQIS.
THEY'RE AFTER WHATEVER SCHILLING FOUND.
SO IT'S NOT THE AERIAL AND MAYBE IT'S NOT THE GASES.
- SAM, WHY WOULD THEY-- - BECAUSE WE CAN'T GO AROUND REPORTING THIS TO ANYBODY!
THEY KNOW THAT! IT WOULD BLOW THE WHOLE GODDAMN THING!
IF THEY WANTED US TO LEAVE, WHY WOULD THEY TRASH THE RADIO?
HELL, I DON'T KNOW! MAYBE THEY WANT US ALL DEAD!
NONE OF US ARE HERE OFFICIALLY.
THEY KNOW OUR COUNTRY WOULD JUST SWEEP US UNDER THE RUG.
Shebanski: AS LONG AS WE'RE ALL GOING NUTS AROUND HERE,
WHAT IF I SAID THAT YOU WEREN'T SENT DOWN HERE TO SOLVE ANY MURDERS?
WHAT IF I SAID THAT-- I MEAN, HYPOTHETICALLY--
THAT YOU'RE PART OF THIS WHOLE COVER-UP?
IN FACT, YOU'RE DOWN HERE TO SWEEP US UNDER THE RUG!
THAT'S WHAT HE'S HERE FOR! HE'S HERE TO FUCK WITH US!
I'M DOWN HERE TO SAVE YOUR SORRY LITTLE PATHETIC ASS!
Reynolds: YOU CAN'T SAVE ANYONE.
OH, YEAH?
( gun hammer clicks )
I CAN SURE AS HELL SHUT YOU UP.
SAM... ENOUGH.
WHAT IS IT, BOBBY?
HE'S COMING.
CAN'T STOP HIM.
I'M NOT GONNA LISTEN TO THIS.
Reynolds: THE DEAD WILL WALK.
DESTROY THIS PLACE!
HE'S OUT OF HIS FUCKING MIND.
YOU'RE SEEING THINGS, AND HE'S OUT OF HIS MIND?
OH, THE DEAD CAN WALK? GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK!
HAVE YOU SEEN BAINES LATELY?
CALLIE.
OH, CALLIE.
( gunshot )
( shrieks )
Jennifer: SAM, SOMEONE'S BEEN IN SCHILLING'S ROOM.
Sam: BANGOR, MAINE-- JIM NORMAN.
GLENN ROCK, CALIFORNIA-- JON PORTER.
WHO ARE THEY?
BEATS THE CRAP OUTTA ME.
Jennifer: THAT'S HIM. THAT'S SCHILLING.
ALL RIGHT, UM...
I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW.
SCHILLING IS MY HALF-BROTHER.
PLEASE... JUST STOP IT.
JUST STOP IT. STAY.
NOW SIT DOWN, PLEASE.
SIT DOWN.
SIT.
WE HAVE THE SAME FATHER, OR SO I'M TOLD.
I HAVE NEVER MET MY FATHER.
MY BROTHER AND I ARE NOT CLOSE.
( sighs )
SO WHAT HAPPENED?
WE WERE IN THE WAR TOGETHER.
- ( distant gunfire ) - THERE WAS A LOT OF KILLING,
AND WE LIVED LIKE ANIMALS.
BUT THEN I MET... A NURSE...
NAMED MARY, AND WE FELL IN LOVE.
IT ALL HAPPENED SO FAST. I WAS CONSUMED BY IT.
SHE-- SHE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL.
AND THREE DAYS BEFORE SHE WAS TO BE SHIPPED BACK HOME,
I KNEW THAT IT WAS NOW OR NEVER.
SO WE AGREED TO BE MARRIED THE NEXT DAY.
KARL-- I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.
I NEVER-- I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT ALL HE WOULD HAVE DONE
WAS USED HER AND THROWN HER ASIDE.
AND I...
WELL, HE TOOK HER FROM ME,
AND I DIDN'T HAVE THE COURAGE TO STOP HIM.
- I'M SORRY. - PLEASE... DON'T.
I DON'T DESERVE YOUR PITY.
SO WHAT DOES SCHILLING WANT WITH US, THEN?
NOTHING GOOD.
WHAT?
THESE FOUR POINTS MAKE THE SIDES OF A LARGER PENTACLE WITH...
( sighs )
THE LAST POINT BEING HERE-- EREBUS.
- Jennifer: WHAT'S THAT? - IT'S A BOOK.
"RAISING DEMONS." IT'S BULLSHIT.
( book thuds )
Shebanski: OH, GOD.
Sam: PUT BAINES IN SCHILLING'S ROOM.
OKAY...
WHO NEEDS A GAS MASK WHEN YOU GOT A GENIUS, RIGHT?
LET'S GO, LIEUTENANT.
I'LL BE RIGHT THERE. JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE SECOND.
TIME'S UP.
I TOLD YOU I WASN'T GOING DOWN THERE.
CAPTAIN, MEET THE TUNNEL CAM.
AND I TOLD YOU THAT WE'RE BLOWING THE MINE
LEVEL BY LEVEL UNTIL WE FLUSH HIM OUT.
AT LEAST THIS WAY YOU CAN SEE
WHAT YOU'RE GOING TO NUKE BEFORE YOU NUKE IT.
AFTER ALL, THIS IS THE MODERN ARMY, ISN'T IT?
OKAY, GO. GO.
GO, GO.
( door hisses )
- WELL? - OKAY, SWITCHING TO THE TUNNEL CAM.
ALL RIGHT.
IT WORKS.
Shebanski: WHERE'S ALL THIS LIGHT COMING FROM?
PHOSPHOROUS, MAYBE?
NO. SOMETHING STRONGER. KEEP GOING.
OKAY.
DAMN.
I SAID KEEP GOING.
I'M STUCK, GOD DAMN IT. HOLD ON.
- Jennifer: CAN'T YOU JUST-- - CAN'T I WHAT?
GO DOWN AND MOVE THE ROCK? I DON'T THINK SO.
BUT-- WAIT A MINUTE. OKAY, HERE WE GO.
- CAREFUL. - "CAREFUL." MAYBE I SHOULD WRITE THAT DOWN.
OKAY.
- CAN'T GO ANY FURTHER. - DROP IT IN.
WHAT, AND SMASH MY BABY TO SMITHEREENS?
DO IT.
YEAH, BUT WE'RE GONNA LOSE THE SIGNAL.
- JUST DO IT. - YES, SIR.
- OH, DAMN! - ( static hissing )
WAIT A MINUTE. IT'S COMING BACK.
WE GOT A PICTURE AGAIN.
HERE WE GO.
LOOKS LIKE WE LOST THE HEADLIGHT, THOUGH.
CAN YOU MOVE IT?
YEAH, I CAN TRY.
HOLD ON.
Sam: KEEP GOING TOWARDS THE LIGHT.
"FOLLOW THE LIGHT, CAROL ANNE.
FOLLOW THE LIGHT."
Jennifer: WHAT'S THAT?
I COULDN'T TELL YOU.
KEEP MOVING.
- WHAT IN THE HELL WAS THAT? - ( static hissing )
IS THERE SOMETHING THAT YOU CAN DO ABOUT THAT?
BATTERIES.
LOOKS LIKE AN ALTAR.
THAT MUST BE WHAT SCHILLING FOUND.
AN ALTAR?
MM-HMM.
YOU SEE, RIGHT THERE?
LOOK FAMILIAR?
Jennifer: THE PENTACLE.
- CAN YOU GET CLOSER? - I CAN TRY.
Jennifer: OH, MY GOD.
Sam: GOD DAMN IT!
- SAM! - WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
SAM, YOU CAN'T GO DOWN THERE.
- SHE'S DEAD! - MOVE!
SAM, IT'S A TRAP! HE WANTS YOU TO GO DOWN THERE!
OPEN THE DOOR.
SAM, IF YOU LEAVE US HERE ALONE, WE'RE DEAD.
- OPEN THE DOOR! - WE'RE DEAD!
OPEN IT!
YOU KNOW I'M RIGHT.
OKAY. WE'LL LET HIM COME TO US, THEN.
HEY, SHOULDN'T WE THINK ABOUT THIS FIRST?
YEAH, GO AHEAD. THINK ABOUT IT ALL YOU WANT.
REYNOLDS, BAINES, AND WHITTAKER PROBABLY THOUGHT A LOT, TOO.
( door hissing )
FRONT AIRLOCK DOORS!
LOOKS LIKE BOBBY'S BEEN HERE
TRYING TO HELP US OPEN THESE FRONT DOORS.
LET ME GO! LET ME GO!
IT'S BOBBY! HE'S MY RESPONSIBILITY!
HE'S GONE, JENNIFER! THEY'VE GOT HIM!
( sobs ) WHO?
WHO'S GOT HIM?
WHO? SCHILLING?
DEVIL WORSHIPPERS? IS THAT IT?
WHAT, ARE THEY--
THEY'RE GONNA KILL US NEXT?
IS THAT IT?
OH, WELL, WHY NOT?
THEY GOT WHITTAKER. WHITTAKER'S DEAD.
THEY GOT BAINES. BAINES IS DEAD.
WELL, I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD, BUT HE REALLY WASN'T DEAD.
CALLIE'S DEAD. NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME BOBBY'S DEAD, TOO?
IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING TO ME?
IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE TELLING ME? WHAT?
I WANT TO KNOW! I WANT TO KNOW!
I DON'T UNDERSTAND! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!
LOOK! HEY! HEY! HEY!
OKAY, I'M NOT GONNA LIE TO YOU.
I'M NOT GONNA LIE TO YOU.
WE'RE IN A LOT OF TROUBLE.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SCHILLING IS UP TO,
BUT I SWEAR TO GOD THAT IF WE KEEP OUR HEADS
AND WE STICK TOGETHER, WE'RE GONNA MAKE IT.
- OKAY? - OKAY.
I PROMISE.
( Jennifer sobbing )
HE'S RIGHT, JENNIFER.
CAPTAIN, I'M-- I'M SORRY.
I GUESS IT'S JUST GOTTEN TO ME, YOU KNOW?
FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS, I'M-- I'M SORRY.
YEAH.
( Sam grunts )
( rumbling, door bangs )
ALL RIGHT, THEY'RE COMING IN THE BACK.
( demonic voice ) WE'RE HERE TO HELP YOU.
- WE HAVE TO GET THAT BOOK. - ALL RIGHT.
WAIT HERE.
( eerie groaning )
( explosion )
Callie: SAM?
IT'S ME, CALLIE.
SAM, HELP ME, PLEASE.
SAM, OPEN THE DOOR.
- NO. - Callie: IT'S CALLIE, SAM.
PLEASE?
- SAM, DON'T! - ( lock clicks )
( demonic voice ) HI.
NOW WHAT?
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TRYING TO DO, HUH?
NOTHING. I'M SORRY, ALL RIGHT?
YOU TRYING TO KILL ME, HUH?
CAPTAIN, I TOLD YOU I'M NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS KIND OF CRAP.
SAM, HE SAID HE WAS SORRY.
I AM SICK OF YOUR EXCUSES, YOU LITTLE WIMP!
JUST LAY OFF, MAN.
- SAM! - DO UNDERSTAND ME?
YEAH--
( demonic voice ) WHOOPS.
- WHOO. OH, BOY. - WHAT ARE YOU?
OH, CAPTAIN, YOU DISAPPOINT ME.
YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO ASK.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
I-- I THINK YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT.
I HAD A LONG TALK WITH SCHILLING.
HE TOLD ME YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR DAD.
JUST LIKE HIM. SPITTING IMAGE.
AND WE ALL KNOW AN APPLE DOESN'T FALL VERY FAR FROM THE TREE.
( screeches )
UNDEAD SON OF A BITCH.
HOW ABOUT A LITTLE FRESH AIR, HUH?
COME ON.
WHAT WAS HE TALKING ABOUT?
WHO ARE YOU?
THE TRUTH IS, I DON'T EVEN KNOW.
PLEASE, LET'S JUST GET THAT BOOK, OKAY?
( door hisses shut )
Jennifer: OH, NO...
- BAINES IS ALIVE AGAIN. - NO.
THIS TIME HE WAS DRAGGED.
THERE IT IS.
Jennifer: I COULDN'T EVEN TELL YOU
WHAT LANGUAGE THIS BOOK IS IN, BUT...
IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE TRANSLATED PART OF IT
IN THE MARGINS.
WHAT DOES IT SAY?
UH...
"IF A DEMON...
CAN COMPLETE A CIRCLE OF EIGHT
DURING THE DAY OF THE PORTAL,
A DAY WHICH COMES BUT ONCE EVERY THOUSAND YEARS,
HE CAN RAISE SATAN HIMSELF.
THE DEMON AND ONE OF HIS OWN BLOOD,
MUST GATHER...
SIX HUMAN BEINGS...
AND EMBLAZON THE MARK OF SATAN ON THEIR FLESH...
AND... SACRIFICE THEIR MIXED HUMAN BLOOD
IN THE CEREMONY OF THE PENTACLE
AT THE APPOINTED PLACE AT THE APPOINTED TIME.
THEN SATAN HIMSELF WILL PASS THROUGH THE PORTAL...
AND REIGN SUPREME OVER ALL THE EARTH."
Sam: THE PORTAL--
THAT'S WHAT KARL SCHILLING FOUND.
OH, MY GOD.
HE'S A DEMON...
WHICH MAKES YOU...
SOMEONE WHO'S BEEN FIGHTING WHO HE IS...
FOR LONGER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE.
LOOK, I NEED YOU TO NOT BE AFRAID OF ME.
I NEED YOU TO TRUST ME.
I NEED YOU...
TO NOT BE AFRAID OF ME.
I DON'T KNOW WHY...
BUT I BELIEVE YOU.
I DO.
I'M JUST...
I'M JUST SCARED. I'M SO SCARED.
HEY...
SO AM I.
BUT WE CAN'T HIDE HERE ANY LONGER.
WE HAVE TO KILL HIM.
BUT HOW ARE WE GOING TO DO THAT?
BAINES...
WAS DRAGGED...
WHICH MEANS THAT YOU KILLED HIM
WHEN YOU STABBED HIM THROUGH THE CHEST
WITH THE HARPOON.
SO THE HEART.
IT HAS TO BE THE HEART.
GOD, I HOPE YOU'RE RIGHT.
( crashes )
( eerie howling )
LOOK, GEAR UP. WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE.
( pounding, howling )
( pounding )
-( generator whines ) - Sam: SHIT.
Jennifer: PULL THE EMERGENCY LEVER.
HERE. HOLD THIS.
Jennifer: HURRY!
THERE.
- ( glass shatters ) - ( screaming )
( squealing )
( all screeching )
Sam: DON'T STOP!
DON'T STOP!
Jennifer: I CAN'T MAKE IT.
OKAY, I'LL CARRY YOU.
( pounding on door, eerie screeching )
( whirring )
SAM, LOOK. THE ELEVATOR.
( screams )
( all screeching )
( Jennifer screams )
Jennifer: SAM!
DAMN IT!
( grunting )
( creaking )
OH!
( groans )
( coughing )
( liquid dripping )
( Schilling incanting )
( shouting incantation )
STOP.
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
FORGET WHO YOU ARE?
I TRIED, BUT YOU WOULDN'T LET ME.
LET HER GO.
DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE STILL MAD ABOUT, UH...
WHAT'S HER NAME?
THAT WAS OVER 80 YEARS AGO.
MARY.
HER NAME WAS MARY.
AW, QUIT BAWLING. I SAVED YOU SOME.
WHY?
I WORSHIPPED YOU.
FOR OVER A THOUSAND YEARS
I FOLLOWED YOU FROM ONE END OF THE EARTH TO THE OTHER.
I FOUND YOUR VICTIMS,
I BURIED YOUR DEAD,
AND THE FIRST TIME I FELT SOMETHING TENDER FOR ANOTHER LIVING SOUL,
YOU TORTURED HER TO DEATH.
THAT...
IS YOUR MOTHER'S BLOOD SPEAKING--
WEAK...
PATHETIC...
HUMAN BLOOD.
FORGET NOT WHO YOUR FATHER IS, SAM!
- NO! - YES!
WE WERE BROUGHT INTO THIS WORLD
FOR ONE PURPOSE--
TO PREPARE...
FOR HIS RETURN.
NO.
- ( groaning ) - IF HE DOES NOT RETURN HERE...
TONIGHT...
WE NO LONGER LIVE FOREVER, SAM.
GOOD...
BECAUSE I'M TIRED OF ALL THIS.
( Jennifer moaning )
- AAH! - NO!
( squealing )
THIS TIME, GET IT RIGHT! THROUGH THE HEART!
( demonic voice ) THAT'S IT.
FEEL THE POWER,
THE JOY OF TAKING ANOTHER LIFE.
GOOD.
COMPLETE THE CIRCLE OF EIGHT.
BEHOLD...
OUR FATHER'S KINGDOM...
COME TO US.
I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, SAM.
I LOVE YOU.
YOU...
LOVE...
ME.
LOVE?
ONLY WEAKLINGS AND FOOLS BELIEVE IN LOVE.
KILL HER!
NOW, BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
( knife thuds )
GOODBYE, KARL.
MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL.
SOUL?
I HAVE NO SOUL.
JENNIFER, COME ON.
LET'S GO.
IF I'M GOING BACK TO HELL,
YOU'RE COMING WITH ME!
HURRY!
AAH! SAM!
GIVE ME YOUR HAND!
( growls )
AAH!
( screams )
NO!
WHOA!
( screaming )
KARL!
( groaning )
NO!
JENNIFER, THE DYNAMITE.
Schilling: MY BLOOD IS RED!
HERE.
( screaming )
MARY.
( helicopter approaches )
WILL I EVER UNDERSTAND?
ALL I KNOW... IS HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU.