Dark Breed (1996) Movie Script
1
Clear out!
Go on, get out of here!
Is it happening?
Is that what you call it?
That's nice.
Getting hot in here?
Are we gonna play the Viking game?
What the hell is that?
-Shit! -Be careful.
We don't have all day, gentlemen.
Let's move it.
-Come on, let's go. -Come on.
Parker, Jones.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I've got people over there.
Unload that truck, please.
You still have that watch, Captain?
Never worked worth a damn.
Lieutenant Burgess
reporting for duty, sir.
And what time is it, Lieutenant?
It's 0221 hours, sir.
Throw that thing away, sir.
Good to see you, Toni.
You know what this is all about, Nick?
No.
Let's take a walk, Lieutenant.
-Set up here. -Let's go!
Mr. Cutter?
Captain.
My second-in-command,
Lieutenant Burgess.
-Lieutenant. -Cutter.
What's the situation?
Aquarius is down.
We have six astronauts in the water.
I didn't know there was a mission.
Shay, Powell, Rice, Zimmerman,
Jackson, and, Saxon...
your wife.
-Debbie? -I'm sorry, Nick.
My ex-wife.
They defied orders,
broke a total quarantine.
You know 'em all.
Saxon, as my special
forces commander,
I want you to oversee
the recovery operations.
-Captain, Sir. -Lieutenant, report.
Two miles of shoreline secure.
Ops says the tide and current
should land them about
a half mile north.
Extend the perimeter
one square mile, Lieutenant.
Nobody gets in, nobody gets out.
I want a mobilized reserve brigade
standing by at the ready.
-Dismissed. -Yes, sir.
What was the reason for quarantine?
See that you get 'em all.
That doesn't answer the question.
Lieutenant, secure
the south quadrant.
-Move. -Sir.
Why are our feet
wet, Mr. Cutter?
The whole crew's infected.
I don't know how,
but you got to get 'em
and get 'em all immediately,
or they don't stand a chance.
Nick, what the hell is going on here?
We have an emergency
situation, Marian.
Aquarius is down in the water,
and there's a good
chance of contamination.
You get your people ready.
Come on, take it down.
Move it! Move it!
-What the... -Look out!
What the...
Unh!
-Come back. -Halt or I'll shoot!
Sergeant, let me have that weapon.
Sergeant, check the rear.
It's clear.
What do you mean, it's clear?
No one's there, sir.
How the hell did they get out?
Captain, there's no
sign of the astronauts.
Air support in one
minute, Lieutenant.
Captain, they can't land here.
They won't have to.
Have you located the canister?
No.
I have no signal yet.
The long-range transmitter
must not have survived re-entry.
We'll find it.
Drop me a line.
-Let's go. -Take me up.
Say, what do you got...
Get out of the way, you morons!
Hey, you can't...
Everyone, stay in your vehicle.
I'm NASA.
-I don't care who you
are, buddy. -Hit the ground!
Put down your weapon.
I said, hit the ground now!
Joe?
Joe?
What the hell happened to you, Joe?
Your friend Joe has evolved.
No!
Okay, I'm gonna get around
the right side of the vehicle.
-You take the left. -Roger that.
Joe!
Joe, for God's sake,
I'm your best friend.
It doesn't matter.
None of your pathetic
little lives matter anymore.
Joe, let me up.
No!
Damn.
It really screwed us up the last time.
It just pisses me off, Nick.
I was left in the dark.
I didn't even know we
had a mission in the air.
It's the mushroom theory
of management.
Keep the boys in the dark
and feed them shit once in a while.
You know that.
-I don't know anything. -What do you know?
-Captain Saxon. -Sergeant.
Fox, what are you doing here?
Cutter brought me in.
You see?
Fox is my operations officer.
I'm supposed to be notified
if anyone redirects him
from the duties I've assigned him.
I'm being sidestepped so many times,
I feel like a turnstile.
That's normal. Everything
will be explained.
To you, maybe, but not to me.
You were an astronaut,
the first Aquarius
mission commander.
You're on the inside, not me.
Good to see you, Sergeant.
Good to be here, I think.
Mr. Cutter.
Good morning.
I'd like an all-inclusive
briefing, sir.
Of course, Lieutenant Burgess.
My aide North, Sergeant
Fox, Captain Saxon.
Follow me, please.
What you're about to see
is the last transmission
we received from Aquarius VII
before they aborted their
mission and returned to Earth.
Anything new?
Nothing new yet.
Sergeant North, turn
on that playback machine.
Something's breached the hull!
You set us up.
God damn you!
God damn, you were in on this.
You get us down from here.
Get us down from here!
Help us!
My God!
What happened up there?
We're not sure.
I never heard Joe Shay
swear in my entire life.
Aquarius VII was a
top-secret Omega space mission.
As such, we can't go
to other government
or civilian agencies for help.
You understand.
I understand something went
terribly wrong up there, Sergeant.
We don't know how it happened.
The astronauts destroyed
the onboard computer
and all their
data-transmission units.
We fear Aquarius VII was exposed
to some unknown space virus.
Captain Saxon, you've worked
with Lieutenant Burgess
and Sergeant Fox previously.
Yes, sir, I have
many times, Mr. Cutter,
and they're very qualified.
They're both combat-decorated,
and they're the best urban
search-and-locate team we have.
Good.
The successful completion
of this mission
subordinates all other directives.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
Very good. Captain, can
we have a word in private?
Commander Shay's
one of your best friends, is he not?
Yes, sir, he is.
The fact that your former wife
is one of the missing
crew members a problem?
No, sir.
Nick, we have reason to
believe that this is related
to what happened to you
and your crew on Aquarius II.
Now, it may be just in
the initial infestation,
but if you can't bring 'em in...
I'll have no other choice
but to terminate the entire crew.
-Murphy. -Murph!
Sergeant, fall back.
Get your men to fall back!
Would Lieutenant Colonel
Donald Bowman
please report to the
security office in Sector B.
Lieutenant Colonel Donald Bowman,
the security office in Sector B.
Doctor, did you want to look at this?
Yeah, call me if the
temp goes any higher.
...I need that now.
Dr. Fico on line five.
Dr. Kline, if you'll take a look at this
you'll see I...
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Dr. John Winn,
please report to the optical unit.
Any change, Ferris?
No, he hasn't come
out of the sedative yet,
but his vital signs are normal.
Well, it would help if I
knew what I was looking for.
Keep me posted.
I need a break.
My God, he's convulsing!
-Give me a hand here. -My God.
-Help me over here. -Wait.
Help! I need help!
Shit!
Guards! Guards!
Security alert, next level.
Code eight.
Personnel respond.
-Side entrance clear. -Secure B Sector.
Did they come through here?
-Which way did they go? -Down there.
Get out of the way!
Kill him!
Come on!
-Don't shoot. -Don't shoot!
I want him alive!
Nick, are you all right?
Get down!
Powell.
Powell!
It's you.
Yeah.
Jackson?
Jackson.
Zimmerman.
Maybe they're asleep.
No, they're not asleep.
They're awake.
They're resting.
What the hell are we gonna do?
They can control us at will.
They're parasites.
We're the hosts.
They're gonna kill us when
they're finished with us.
I guarantee it.
What are our options?
-There's zero options. -We destroy ourselves.
This may be our only chance.
I have a wife and kids.
I have a wife, and I have a kid.
This may be your only
chance to save them.
It may be your only chance
to save the human race.
You are privy to these
creatures' thoughts.
We all are.
We know what they plan.
It's the only way.
Vulee.
Rook.
Vanitok.
This structure is suitable.
We'll locate ourselves here.
We must find
the canister immediately.
The canister's short-range
transmitter's working, but it's offline.
You've located a signal?
Yes, but I can't lock on.
That means I know the general
location but I can't pin it down.
We'll search the
landing area in teams.
Debbie's a very capable woman, Nick.
I'm sure she's okay.
She can take care of herself.
Yeah, she sure ate me alive.
No, you ate each other alive.
The cure for that problem
is never get married.
Amen.
So, you ready to tell me
what's really going on
with this operation?
You were at the briefing, Lieutenant.
Give me some credit, Nick.
I know when I'm being fed bullshit,
and right now I feel stuffed.
Nicholas T. Saxon,
born January 5 in the year 1952.
What are you doing?
Perusing our brilliant
captain's personnel file.
Do you mind, Nick?
Nah.
Nicholas T. Saxon fought
in Vietnam, special forces.
A class-one sniper.
Beaucoup decorations.
Purple heart, bronze star.
C.M.H.
Congressional Medal of Honor.
Very impressive.
And here I shared all
my war stories with you.
How come you never
shared yours with me?
Okay, Lieutenant,
you take me out one night, get me drunk.
I'll tell you about all
my buddies killed in combat?
After the war,
the young Lieutenant
joined the Air Force
and their top-secret
Omega space program.
Help me!
No!
-Murphy! -Murph.
Murphy!
This is interesting.
A whole 18 months...
Where's Thompson?
I'll go get him.
Help me!
Hey, you guys help out a Vietnam vet?
Nick, don't do that.
Nick!
What outfit were you with?
Third recon.
I was a marine.
Bless you.
Hey, soldier.
Semper Fi.
Third recon.
God bless you, buddy.
Hey, man, look at this bum over here.
Let me have some fun
with him, all right?
Watch this.
Watch this, I'm gonna scare him.
Watch.
Hey!
You boys is welcome to share.
I sure hope you leave some.
You ain't got much left.
I'm awful sorry.
If... If I'd knowed
you's coming...
-Get up. -Get up.
Get up!
You got any gold left in there, old man?
You got to be kidding.
Well, you ain't worth shit.
It is close.
Old man, do you know this
warehouse district well?
-Like the... -the back of my hand.
Would you like to help us, old man?
Would you like to make a little money?
You would.
This is a waste of time.
They're not anywhere near here.
I agree.
Wait, wait, wait!
Yes! Got it!
What?
The astronauts were all wearing
biomedical monitoring systems...
electrodes attached
with torso harnesses.
Course, they tore 'em off
before they landed,
but one of them is still wearing
a transmitter attached
to his jumper suit,
and the emergency
battery just kicked in.
Contact H.Q., get them
the coordinates right now.
Already done.
There it is.
The transmitter took a hit,
but it looks like the canister made it.
It's the condition
of the eggs that matter.
Every egg survived.
Look.
There's our future.
There's our army.
What is it?
Move it back up.
Go, go, go.
Rook, Vulee, get the
canister back to the nest.
Take him!
Alpha Six reporting, all
quiet in here so far. Over.
Circle around the building.
Move it, move it!
Hey!
Watch the rear doors.
These are the coordinates.
This is the building.
Your man should be right inside.
They're close.
Right.
Watch for Cutter's crew.
They have the same coordinates we do.
I'm gonna stay here,
watch the back door.
You locate Cutter's squad,
you report back to me.
-You got it, Nick. -Let's go.
I don't want to kill you, Nick.
Joe...
I know what you are.
Joe, I can help you.
No!
No, you cannot help me.
No one can help me.
The next time it will kill you!
We got 'em over here.
Over that way!
-Watch there. -Watch the rear.
Let's load up.
Get that truck on in.
-Guys, move, move. -Close
it down. Close it down.
Dr. Kline,
I want this man quarantined
and made ready for an immediate
localized autopsy
upon arrival at H.Q.
Now sedate him.
That should be enough.
Give him more.
It'll probably kill him.
I'm not interested in him.
Get him into quarantine and perform
the autopsy as soon as possible.
I want that specimen now.
What specimen, sir?
Looks like the other ones got
away, and we have casualties.
We have what we need.
We have one alive.
I want the others found
and terminated, Mr. North.
Terminated with extreme prejudice.
Move.
Listen up.
Turn it off.
-Move it, fellas, move it. -Go.
It's time to go home.
I don't want to be here all night.
Move away from the van!
Take cover!
Nicholas, tomorrow,
second honeymoon.
Get extinguishers in here,
and get the specimen
out of that van now!
Sir, yes, sir!
Let's get those
extinguishers in here.
Help him with the body.
Kline.
My God.
Let's cut him open.
Cut him open!
Yes, sir.
North!
I want this entire warehouse district
evacuated and quarantined by dawn,
and I don't care how you do it.
Okay, disperse, people.
Let's pack up and get
the hell out of here.
I did not sign up for this.
Collect the remains, Doctor.
I want an extensive autopsy.
No.
I refuse.
What you're doing here
defies all legal and
ethical precedence,
and I intend to report this...
-Sergeant Lasher! -Sir.
Arrest Dr. Kline
on direct insubordination.
Yes, sir.
Take her to H.Q.,
holding cell.
You son of a bitch!
Shut up.
Cutter, what's going on here?
You can return to your post, Captain.
Sir?
Is there a problem,
Mr. Saxon?
Be careful, Captain.
Be very careful.
Nick, let's go.
Enough.
That was not necessary, Katar.
Careful, Rook.
The humans are strong.
They'll take control
if you give them a chance.
And then I would be
forced to destroy you.
Miss Kline,
are you still loyal to
the Omega organization?
If you are not...
May I leave now?
Lasher.
You know, the old
ways are still the best.
Smartass bitch, aren't you.
Aren't you gonna ask
me any more questions?
Unh!
Damn.
Let me try this.
Yeah.
Come on, baby.
It's encrypted.
"Capture specimen
for defense of Omega.
All original mission
parameters eliminated."
You bastards.
You wanted them to come here.
Sergeant, check it out.
Yes, sir.
I'll check on Lasher.
You son of a bitch!
You called them back,
and they got away from you.
How stupid could you be?
It was a perfectly planned operation.
It was the execution which was flawed.
Yes, we called 'em back
with a recorded signal we retrieved
from the ruins of your
failed mission on Aquarius II.
The astronauts didn't know it.
They were the bait.
We knew the aliens would infest them,
but this time we'd be ready.
We'd send an assault team
to the station before
the aliens matured.
At that point we could
have contained them.
Had the astronauts not panicked,
had they obeyed orders
and maintained their orbit,
the operation would
have worked perfectly,
but they didn't.
They aborted.
They came back to Earth,
and now, well...
here we are.
You're sick.
-Nick, stop. -Don't!
You'll never get away
with this, Saxon.
You're a dead man,
and your wife's dead too.
Get out.
North.
Let 'em go.
Just keep going.
Hey, Joe.
Hey, Nick.
Glad I caught you.
Got you a little traveling music.
Well, thanks, Nick.
Happy birthday.
Think you'll recognize
a couple of those.
I spared your life once, Nick.
Please, God, don't
test my strength again.
No, she's not!
What are you calling me, an old man?
You know, you're
probably old enough...
Your head okay?
A few bruised brain cells,
but no biggie.
You were lucky.
Lucky you came along.
Hope you like Chinese.
Nick.
Thanks for saving my life.
How many times did you make sure
my decontamination was perfect
when I came back from space?
This was a bit different.
We've got to find those astronauts.
I know why Omega wants
one of these organisms.
My God, full-grown?
They'd be incredible
killing machines.
Yeah, you're right,
and after they've captured one of them
and they're done with that...
They're gonna kill us all.
Nick, what are we doing
in a place like this anyway?
I'm, like, afraid to touch anything.
Debbie and I spent our
second anniversary here.
You're kidding.
In this room.
Is that why Deborah said that business
about a second honeymoon
at the warehouse?
She's gonna meet us here?
Nobody else knew we stayed here but us.
So we wait.
We wait.
Let's get some sleep.
1380, 61.
1380, 61...
Still inside.
Units 27...
All right, the cat's out of the bag.
...one, one, David, one,
zero, nine, nine, nine, six...
Thank you.
Don't move!
Reach for your gun and I'll rip you.
Got it.
I know you have a backup
strapped to your ankle.
Don't reach for it.
How do you know that?
Your wife knows.
Okay, can I take your order?
Damn!
That's a hell of a hangover, honey.
What were you drinking last night?
Okay.
What can I get you?
Pizza with the works.
We don't serve pizza
in the morning, honey.
This is a 24-hour menu.
We don't have pizza.
Okay, dear?
I'm sure you have a
frozen pizza in the back.
I'll wait while you cook it.
No pizza in the morning.
-But you do have pizza. -Just not any for me?
I'll come back when
you're ready to order.
Okay, wait.
I'll have a grilled
cheese sandwich with tomato.
Hold the fries.
Okay.
Then I'll have a Spanish omelet
with olives, mushrooms,
green peppers, onions.
-Hold the fries. -Hold the
hash browns. Hold the eggs.
No eggs.
No eggs, dear.
Then give me a side of sausage
cut into little pieces.
And I'll have tomato juice with that.
That'll be really good
for that nasty hangover.
Can I get anything for you, sir?
Anything at all for you, sir?
No.
Okay.
What did you do with Debbie?
She's here and unharmed.
My name is Sybedra.
I come from a world unknown to you.
I'm a watcher.
I've come to destroy the Dark Breed.
Who are the Dark Breed?
You know who they are and what they are.
The Dark Breed are the ones
that destroyed your squad
on the space station.
Now they've infested
your astronauts.
Why?
They're using their bodies as hosts.
Once they mature,
they'll invade your population
and destroy your world.
What about Debbie?
I have inhabited her body
to follow the Dark Breed.
If we destroy the Dark Breed in time,
I'll be able to leave
her body with no harm.
How much time?
39 hours.
If we kill 'em in time,
I'll be able to leave her body.
The process will kill me,
but it will not harm her.
And what if the 39 hours pass?
Then I will mature, and the
process will kill Deborah.
But you have to understand,
the future of your
entire race is at stake.
I cannot depart Deborah's body
until the Dark Breed are dead.
That's why I came to you.
I need your help.
You need my help?
Then I wanna talk to Debbie first.
Welcome back.
We're on.
We take 'em out at 0800.
Take them out?
You don't mean...
I mean terminate, execute.
Do you understand that, Lieutenant?
Captain Saxon is a commander
in the United States military.
Captain Saxon
and Dr. Kline
have committed treason.
I will afford them no opportunity
to resist my enforcement of the law.
Your responsibility is to
secure the rear of the building.
Sir.
Shoot 'em on sight, and shoot to kill.
I may be way out of line,
but something's really wrong here.
We have our orders.
-How's the view? -No change.
Hi, Nick.
Debbie?
It's been a while.
You okay?
Yeah, I think so.
Can you...
Can you fight this thing?
I tried at first, Nick,
but it was too much of a battle.
When I learned what she was
and what she was here for,
well, I thought I should help her out.
Are you in any pain?
No...
but I'm definitely not in control.
I know how that must just piss you off.
God!
Nothing changes.
I can't believe this.
I'm the one inhabited by an alien,
and you're still giving me shit.
Come on, Debbie, it's just a joke.
You still have the watch.
Yeah.
It's all scraped up, Nick.
You know, my grandfather
carried this...
Through the trenches of World War I.
Without even getting a scratch.
You've had it three years,
and it's probably ruined.
It never worked right
in the first place.
So it is broken.
Unbelievable.
She's getting emotional, Nick.
Humans are hard to control
when they get emotional.
They sure are.
There's someone coming in the back.
Some welcome.
What the hell are you doing here?
I followed you.
You followed us?
Who else knows we're here?
Everybody on the Omega payroll.
You're surrounded, Nick.
What's the situation?
-Fox is bringing the van
around back. -Let's go.
Everybody down!
Nick, Burgess is hit.
Toni. Toni!
Nick.
We're gonna get you out of here.
Go. Leave me.
I'm not leaving you here.
Nick, please, we have to leave her.
I'm sorry.
-Let's go. -Let's go!
Come on, man, let's go!
Let's go!
Come on, let's go!
-Hey, where's Burgess? -Where's Burgess?
-She's dead. Go. -Shit.
Hang on!
Come on!
Jesus!
Cut the cable!
Hold on.
Hold on, Nick.
-Straighten it up. -Nick,
hold on. Give me your hand!
Shit!
Nick!
-Nick! -Give me your hand!
-Slow down! -Can't!
Debbie!
Yeah!
Pull me in!
Come on!
Come on!
Your hand!
Go!
My God!
We're in an Omega safe house.
We should be okay here
for a couple of hours, max.
They've got these
sites all over the city.
It's a clandestine operation, Doc.
Omega likes to sneak around.
You can override
the security system here?
Hey, no problem.
We're not talking brain surgery.
Show-off.
Let's go, Fox.
Hustle up.
Security system offline.
We're clear.
Okay, we have to be exact.
Exactly five seconds between
the end of the start sequence
and the activation button, or the
sequence will not be initiated.
Got it.
Five seconds.
Thank you.
This is a series of
buttons that must be pressed
in this order in order to initiate
the egg canister's
self-destruct sequence.
Okay, I'll practice.
There's only one problem.
There always was.
You really think that I was the one
that made our marriage
fall apart, don't you.
Please, don't start.
It's two to tango and two
to destroy a marriage, Nick.
Look, I don't think this
is the time or the place...
At least I was the one
that acknowledged we had problems.
Who am I arguing with,
Deborah or Sybedra?
-Both of us. -Both of you.
I'm speaking for Deborah,
and I gotta say, from her
point of view you were a...
-Jackass, I know. -Yeah.
You're female, right?
I don't mean to take sides.
No, you got to be a female.
You see, you take two females,
put 'em together, I'm bound to lose.
I don't want to argue...
especially with an alien.
Can we get back to business?
Wanna tell me what the
problem with the sequence was?
Though the series of buttons
are entered and initialized,
you still have to press
the red commencement switch
or the green abort switch.
Damn.
Those Omega bastards are
really burning up the airwaves.
Captain Saxon!
You are now a wanted man
on every list in
the continental U.S.A.
Federal, state police, F.B.I.,
C.I.A.,
Interpol.
Jesus, I'm on it too.
We stick our faces out there anywhere,
and they'll blow 'em right off.
We're gonna need some help.
Fox.
Almost there, almost there.
-Got it! -You're in.
Nice job.
They're in the Corbett Street
armory... the old church.
Yeah.
Fox isn't the genius he thinks he is.
There's no way he could have known
about that infrared system.
Well, let's go get 'em.
Fox.
I'm on it.
Take a look inside.
-Pick your weapon. -Check it out.
Dr. Kline
might need one.
Show her how to use it.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Do you know what this is?
Where did you get that?
Here you go.
Look. Just point it,
squeeze this.
You're doing just fine, Doc.
Just hang in there. We'll
get through this pretty soon.
Four years ago,
May 17th, 0900 hours,
I led a squad of special forces
aboard the top-secret
Aquarius II space station.
Nobody knew it existed
except the top men.
Nobody.
My orders were to
locate the crew, return.
There was no crew.
And then it attacked.
We threw everything we had at it,
but we couldn't stop it.
We ran out of ammunition.
The only sound you could hear
were the pins dry-firing.
We went to bayonets fixed.
I ordered my men stand
fast, hold your ground.
They were wiped out.
Slaughtered.
I managed to make my
way back to the shuttle.
Fired off a cluster round.
There was nothing
left...but this.
And me.
This is a glutock.
It was developed by the Dark Breed.
They're never to be taken alive.
This is a suicide device.
Whenever the blades are exposed,
it sinks into the flesh,
it detonates.
All...
All I want to know
is will it kill the Dark Breed?
It'll kill anything.
It's time for us to go.
-You are clear. -Gate 14 clear.
Fox, get us out of here.
Yeah, yeah, this way.
Come on.
This way.
-Let's go! -Let's go!
Please be home.
No, no.
Please be home.
-Hello. -Powell residence.
-Jennifer. -Bill?
-Jennifer. -Bill!
It's me, Jennifer.
We have a phone call
to the Powell residence, sir.
Is it him?
...tell me anything!
And I've been asking around,
and nobody will let me know!
Jennifer, I've been...
It's him.
Did you trace the source?
2,000 yards due east of our position.
Good.
Collect the search teams now.
I love you, Jennifer.
I'll always love you.
You know I'll always...
You fool.
I'll fight you.
I'll fight you to the death!
You will not endure, human.
I've intercepted
an Omega transmission,
and they're sending
an awful lot of hardware
to an address in San Pedro.
Should we check it out?
Definitely, Sergeant.
Good work.
Let's go to work and find that nest.
Omega's probably right on our heels.
I'm also beginning to pick up a signal.
Let's go.
Fox.
All clear.
I've got 'em at less
than 3.5 miles away.
In front, to our flank.
I'll take the point,
Fox. You check the rear.
Debbie, give me
a five count and follow.
Sybedra,
where in hell did the
Dark Breed come from?
My race were once parasites,
without conscience
infesting the galaxy,
moving from host world to host world.
We were a cruel and
murderous race in the old days.
No offense, but it seems
like you're reliving the old days.
We changed.
We evolved.
We became a race of builders,
a race dedicated to peace,
a society with our faces to the sun.
Let's go.
Come on, come on!
Move back!
How long do they require the host body?
It takes 84 hours for their
bodies to reach maturity
and for them to adjust
to the new environment.
Well, can I assume that the
Dark Breed require the body
for the entire incubation period?
Yes. If they leave
the body prematurely,
it means near-instant death.
Well, that's our chance!
We've got to get to
them before they mature.
First we have to find the egg canister.
We have five hours 'til the eggs burst.
Burst?
What does that mean?
I've located the egg canister.
My God.
Captain,
we're clear in the back,
but I'm getting strong readings
down this corridor.
Debbie, you head for the nest.
Fox, you go with her.
We'll create a
diversion in the corridor.
Fox, you're gonna get to
that nest before I will.
This is a glutock.
It'll destroy the Dark Breed.
All you have to do...
I know how it works.
I heard her talk to you.
Kline, take this.
Let's go.
Let's move out, Doctor.
Move on out.
Back it up.
-Split up. -You, come with me.
Flank two
formation. Go.
It's clear.
Hey!
I love Plan B.
Fall back, fall back!
Boys, if you want to make it,
you got to throw a bomb.
You cover the left side.
Come on, let's go.
No, don't hurt her.
I need her alive!
Let's get her out of here.
And tell your people
not to forget that canister.
Get in there and finish Saxon.
Now, don't you go die on me.
Fall back, fall back!
Go, go, go!
Hey, what the fuck's that?
Man, this is weird.
-Let's go. -Come on.
-Get out of here! Let's go. -Come on!
Rock and roll, God damn it. Let's go!
-No, no. -Get it off me!
No!
-No, no. -No, no, no!
No!
Welcome to Earth.
Stay calm.
Help me!
Kline!
God, Nick!
-Nick! -God, Nick!
-Nick! -Kline!
Nick, help me!
-Nick, help! -Help me!
-Help! Help! Nick! -Help me!
Kline!
-Kline! -Kline!
Come on!
Don't look so glum.
You're still alive, aren't you?
Omega'll make me a
full controller for this.
Sybedra, no!
Sybedra, no!
My God.
You'll die.
Soldier.
No! No, don't
touch me.
Everybody's always touching me.
-All right. -All right.
You double-time out of here.
Sybedra?
You okay?
It's me, Nick.
Debbie?
Where's Sybedra?
She's dead.
She sacrificed her life for me.
The egg canister's been destroyed.
Just a little wound.
We'll get that taken care of.
You know...
I'm hungry.
You're hungry?
I got this craving for pizza.
Isn't that odd?
No, no, not really.
Well, what time is it, anyway?
Well, according to this
watch that you gave me
that your grandfather
carried through the trenches...
It doesn't matter.
Clear out!
Go on, get out of here!
Is it happening?
Is that what you call it?
That's nice.
Getting hot in here?
Are we gonna play the Viking game?
What the hell is that?
-Shit! -Be careful.
We don't have all day, gentlemen.
Let's move it.
-Come on, let's go. -Come on.
Parker, Jones.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I've got people over there.
Unload that truck, please.
You still have that watch, Captain?
Never worked worth a damn.
Lieutenant Burgess
reporting for duty, sir.
And what time is it, Lieutenant?
It's 0221 hours, sir.
Throw that thing away, sir.
Good to see you, Toni.
You know what this is all about, Nick?
No.
Let's take a walk, Lieutenant.
-Set up here. -Let's go!
Mr. Cutter?
Captain.
My second-in-command,
Lieutenant Burgess.
-Lieutenant. -Cutter.
What's the situation?
Aquarius is down.
We have six astronauts in the water.
I didn't know there was a mission.
Shay, Powell, Rice, Zimmerman,
Jackson, and, Saxon...
your wife.
-Debbie? -I'm sorry, Nick.
My ex-wife.
They defied orders,
broke a total quarantine.
You know 'em all.
Saxon, as my special
forces commander,
I want you to oversee
the recovery operations.
-Captain, Sir. -Lieutenant, report.
Two miles of shoreline secure.
Ops says the tide and current
should land them about
a half mile north.
Extend the perimeter
one square mile, Lieutenant.
Nobody gets in, nobody gets out.
I want a mobilized reserve brigade
standing by at the ready.
-Dismissed. -Yes, sir.
What was the reason for quarantine?
See that you get 'em all.
That doesn't answer the question.
Lieutenant, secure
the south quadrant.
-Move. -Sir.
Why are our feet
wet, Mr. Cutter?
The whole crew's infected.
I don't know how,
but you got to get 'em
and get 'em all immediately,
or they don't stand a chance.
Nick, what the hell is going on here?
We have an emergency
situation, Marian.
Aquarius is down in the water,
and there's a good
chance of contamination.
You get your people ready.
Come on, take it down.
Move it! Move it!
-What the... -Look out!
What the...
Unh!
-Come back. -Halt or I'll shoot!
Sergeant, let me have that weapon.
Sergeant, check the rear.
It's clear.
What do you mean, it's clear?
No one's there, sir.
How the hell did they get out?
Captain, there's no
sign of the astronauts.
Air support in one
minute, Lieutenant.
Captain, they can't land here.
They won't have to.
Have you located the canister?
No.
I have no signal yet.
The long-range transmitter
must not have survived re-entry.
We'll find it.
Drop me a line.
-Let's go. -Take me up.
Say, what do you got...
Get out of the way, you morons!
Hey, you can't...
Everyone, stay in your vehicle.
I'm NASA.
-I don't care who you
are, buddy. -Hit the ground!
Put down your weapon.
I said, hit the ground now!
Joe?
Joe?
What the hell happened to you, Joe?
Your friend Joe has evolved.
No!
Okay, I'm gonna get around
the right side of the vehicle.
-You take the left. -Roger that.
Joe!
Joe, for God's sake,
I'm your best friend.
It doesn't matter.
None of your pathetic
little lives matter anymore.
Joe, let me up.
No!
Damn.
It really screwed us up the last time.
It just pisses me off, Nick.
I was left in the dark.
I didn't even know we
had a mission in the air.
It's the mushroom theory
of management.
Keep the boys in the dark
and feed them shit once in a while.
You know that.
-I don't know anything. -What do you know?
-Captain Saxon. -Sergeant.
Fox, what are you doing here?
Cutter brought me in.
You see?
Fox is my operations officer.
I'm supposed to be notified
if anyone redirects him
from the duties I've assigned him.
I'm being sidestepped so many times,
I feel like a turnstile.
That's normal. Everything
will be explained.
To you, maybe, but not to me.
You were an astronaut,
the first Aquarius
mission commander.
You're on the inside, not me.
Good to see you, Sergeant.
Good to be here, I think.
Mr. Cutter.
Good morning.
I'd like an all-inclusive
briefing, sir.
Of course, Lieutenant Burgess.
My aide North, Sergeant
Fox, Captain Saxon.
Follow me, please.
What you're about to see
is the last transmission
we received from Aquarius VII
before they aborted their
mission and returned to Earth.
Anything new?
Nothing new yet.
Sergeant North, turn
on that playback machine.
Something's breached the hull!
You set us up.
God damn you!
God damn, you were in on this.
You get us down from here.
Get us down from here!
Help us!
My God!
What happened up there?
We're not sure.
I never heard Joe Shay
swear in my entire life.
Aquarius VII was a
top-secret Omega space mission.
As such, we can't go
to other government
or civilian agencies for help.
You understand.
I understand something went
terribly wrong up there, Sergeant.
We don't know how it happened.
The astronauts destroyed
the onboard computer
and all their
data-transmission units.
We fear Aquarius VII was exposed
to some unknown space virus.
Captain Saxon, you've worked
with Lieutenant Burgess
and Sergeant Fox previously.
Yes, sir, I have
many times, Mr. Cutter,
and they're very qualified.
They're both combat-decorated,
and they're the best urban
search-and-locate team we have.
Good.
The successful completion
of this mission
subordinates all other directives.
Is that clear?
Yes, sir.
Very good. Captain, can
we have a word in private?
Commander Shay's
one of your best friends, is he not?
Yes, sir, he is.
The fact that your former wife
is one of the missing
crew members a problem?
No, sir.
Nick, we have reason to
believe that this is related
to what happened to you
and your crew on Aquarius II.
Now, it may be just in
the initial infestation,
but if you can't bring 'em in...
I'll have no other choice
but to terminate the entire crew.
-Murphy. -Murph!
Sergeant, fall back.
Get your men to fall back!
Would Lieutenant Colonel
Donald Bowman
please report to the
security office in Sector B.
Lieutenant Colonel Donald Bowman,
the security office in Sector B.
Doctor, did you want to look at this?
Yeah, call me if the
temp goes any higher.
...I need that now.
Dr. Fico on line five.
Dr. Kline, if you'll take a look at this
you'll see I...
Good afternoon, ma'am.
Dr. John Winn,
please report to the optical unit.
Any change, Ferris?
No, he hasn't come
out of the sedative yet,
but his vital signs are normal.
Well, it would help if I
knew what I was looking for.
Keep me posted.
I need a break.
My God, he's convulsing!
-Give me a hand here. -My God.
-Help me over here. -Wait.
Help! I need help!
Shit!
Guards! Guards!
Security alert, next level.
Code eight.
Personnel respond.
-Side entrance clear. -Secure B Sector.
Did they come through here?
-Which way did they go? -Down there.
Get out of the way!
Kill him!
Come on!
-Don't shoot. -Don't shoot!
I want him alive!
Nick, are you all right?
Get down!
Powell.
Powell!
It's you.
Yeah.
Jackson?
Jackson.
Zimmerman.
Maybe they're asleep.
No, they're not asleep.
They're awake.
They're resting.
What the hell are we gonna do?
They can control us at will.
They're parasites.
We're the hosts.
They're gonna kill us when
they're finished with us.
I guarantee it.
What are our options?
-There's zero options. -We destroy ourselves.
This may be our only chance.
I have a wife and kids.
I have a wife, and I have a kid.
This may be your only
chance to save them.
It may be your only chance
to save the human race.
You are privy to these
creatures' thoughts.
We all are.
We know what they plan.
It's the only way.
Vulee.
Rook.
Vanitok.
This structure is suitable.
We'll locate ourselves here.
We must find
the canister immediately.
The canister's short-range
transmitter's working, but it's offline.
You've located a signal?
Yes, but I can't lock on.
That means I know the general
location but I can't pin it down.
We'll search the
landing area in teams.
Debbie's a very capable woman, Nick.
I'm sure she's okay.
She can take care of herself.
Yeah, she sure ate me alive.
No, you ate each other alive.
The cure for that problem
is never get married.
Amen.
So, you ready to tell me
what's really going on
with this operation?
You were at the briefing, Lieutenant.
Give me some credit, Nick.
I know when I'm being fed bullshit,
and right now I feel stuffed.
Nicholas T. Saxon,
born January 5 in the year 1952.
What are you doing?
Perusing our brilliant
captain's personnel file.
Do you mind, Nick?
Nah.
Nicholas T. Saxon fought
in Vietnam, special forces.
A class-one sniper.
Beaucoup decorations.
Purple heart, bronze star.
C.M.H.
Congressional Medal of Honor.
Very impressive.
And here I shared all
my war stories with you.
How come you never
shared yours with me?
Okay, Lieutenant,
you take me out one night, get me drunk.
I'll tell you about all
my buddies killed in combat?
After the war,
the young Lieutenant
joined the Air Force
and their top-secret
Omega space program.
Help me!
No!
-Murphy! -Murph.
Murphy!
This is interesting.
A whole 18 months...
Where's Thompson?
I'll go get him.
Help me!
Hey, you guys help out a Vietnam vet?
Nick, don't do that.
Nick!
What outfit were you with?
Third recon.
I was a marine.
Bless you.
Hey, soldier.
Semper Fi.
Third recon.
God bless you, buddy.
Hey, man, look at this bum over here.
Let me have some fun
with him, all right?
Watch this.
Watch this, I'm gonna scare him.
Watch.
Hey!
You boys is welcome to share.
I sure hope you leave some.
You ain't got much left.
I'm awful sorry.
If... If I'd knowed
you's coming...
-Get up. -Get up.
Get up!
You got any gold left in there, old man?
You got to be kidding.
Well, you ain't worth shit.
It is close.
Old man, do you know this
warehouse district well?
-Like the... -the back of my hand.
Would you like to help us, old man?
Would you like to make a little money?
You would.
This is a waste of time.
They're not anywhere near here.
I agree.
Wait, wait, wait!
Yes! Got it!
What?
The astronauts were all wearing
biomedical monitoring systems...
electrodes attached
with torso harnesses.
Course, they tore 'em off
before they landed,
but one of them is still wearing
a transmitter attached
to his jumper suit,
and the emergency
battery just kicked in.
Contact H.Q., get them
the coordinates right now.
Already done.
There it is.
The transmitter took a hit,
but it looks like the canister made it.
It's the condition
of the eggs that matter.
Every egg survived.
Look.
There's our future.
There's our army.
What is it?
Move it back up.
Go, go, go.
Rook, Vulee, get the
canister back to the nest.
Take him!
Alpha Six reporting, all
quiet in here so far. Over.
Circle around the building.
Move it, move it!
Hey!
Watch the rear doors.
These are the coordinates.
This is the building.
Your man should be right inside.
They're close.
Right.
Watch for Cutter's crew.
They have the same coordinates we do.
I'm gonna stay here,
watch the back door.
You locate Cutter's squad,
you report back to me.
-You got it, Nick. -Let's go.
I don't want to kill you, Nick.
Joe...
I know what you are.
Joe, I can help you.
No!
No, you cannot help me.
No one can help me.
The next time it will kill you!
We got 'em over here.
Over that way!
-Watch there. -Watch the rear.
Let's load up.
Get that truck on in.
-Guys, move, move. -Close
it down. Close it down.
Dr. Kline,
I want this man quarantined
and made ready for an immediate
localized autopsy
upon arrival at H.Q.
Now sedate him.
That should be enough.
Give him more.
It'll probably kill him.
I'm not interested in him.
Get him into quarantine and perform
the autopsy as soon as possible.
I want that specimen now.
What specimen, sir?
Looks like the other ones got
away, and we have casualties.
We have what we need.
We have one alive.
I want the others found
and terminated, Mr. North.
Terminated with extreme prejudice.
Move.
Listen up.
Turn it off.
-Move it, fellas, move it. -Go.
It's time to go home.
I don't want to be here all night.
Move away from the van!
Take cover!
Nicholas, tomorrow,
second honeymoon.
Get extinguishers in here,
and get the specimen
out of that van now!
Sir, yes, sir!
Let's get those
extinguishers in here.
Help him with the body.
Kline.
My God.
Let's cut him open.
Cut him open!
Yes, sir.
North!
I want this entire warehouse district
evacuated and quarantined by dawn,
and I don't care how you do it.
Okay, disperse, people.
Let's pack up and get
the hell out of here.
I did not sign up for this.
Collect the remains, Doctor.
I want an extensive autopsy.
No.
I refuse.
What you're doing here
defies all legal and
ethical precedence,
and I intend to report this...
-Sergeant Lasher! -Sir.
Arrest Dr. Kline
on direct insubordination.
Yes, sir.
Take her to H.Q.,
holding cell.
You son of a bitch!
Shut up.
Cutter, what's going on here?
You can return to your post, Captain.
Sir?
Is there a problem,
Mr. Saxon?
Be careful, Captain.
Be very careful.
Nick, let's go.
Enough.
That was not necessary, Katar.
Careful, Rook.
The humans are strong.
They'll take control
if you give them a chance.
And then I would be
forced to destroy you.
Miss Kline,
are you still loyal to
the Omega organization?
If you are not...
May I leave now?
Lasher.
You know, the old
ways are still the best.
Smartass bitch, aren't you.
Aren't you gonna ask
me any more questions?
Unh!
Damn.
Let me try this.
Yeah.
Come on, baby.
It's encrypted.
"Capture specimen
for defense of Omega.
All original mission
parameters eliminated."
You bastards.
You wanted them to come here.
Sergeant, check it out.
Yes, sir.
I'll check on Lasher.
You son of a bitch!
You called them back,
and they got away from you.
How stupid could you be?
It was a perfectly planned operation.
It was the execution which was flawed.
Yes, we called 'em back
with a recorded signal we retrieved
from the ruins of your
failed mission on Aquarius II.
The astronauts didn't know it.
They were the bait.
We knew the aliens would infest them,
but this time we'd be ready.
We'd send an assault team
to the station before
the aliens matured.
At that point we could
have contained them.
Had the astronauts not panicked,
had they obeyed orders
and maintained their orbit,
the operation would
have worked perfectly,
but they didn't.
They aborted.
They came back to Earth,
and now, well...
here we are.
You're sick.
-Nick, stop. -Don't!
You'll never get away
with this, Saxon.
You're a dead man,
and your wife's dead too.
Get out.
North.
Let 'em go.
Just keep going.
Hey, Joe.
Hey, Nick.
Glad I caught you.
Got you a little traveling music.
Well, thanks, Nick.
Happy birthday.
Think you'll recognize
a couple of those.
I spared your life once, Nick.
Please, God, don't
test my strength again.
No, she's not!
What are you calling me, an old man?
You know, you're
probably old enough...
Your head okay?
A few bruised brain cells,
but no biggie.
You were lucky.
Lucky you came along.
Hope you like Chinese.
Nick.
Thanks for saving my life.
How many times did you make sure
my decontamination was perfect
when I came back from space?
This was a bit different.
We've got to find those astronauts.
I know why Omega wants
one of these organisms.
My God, full-grown?
They'd be incredible
killing machines.
Yeah, you're right,
and after they've captured one of them
and they're done with that...
They're gonna kill us all.
Nick, what are we doing
in a place like this anyway?
I'm, like, afraid to touch anything.
Debbie and I spent our
second anniversary here.
You're kidding.
In this room.
Is that why Deborah said that business
about a second honeymoon
at the warehouse?
She's gonna meet us here?
Nobody else knew we stayed here but us.
So we wait.
We wait.
Let's get some sleep.
1380, 61.
1380, 61...
Still inside.
Units 27...
All right, the cat's out of the bag.
...one, one, David, one,
zero, nine, nine, nine, six...
Thank you.
Don't move!
Reach for your gun and I'll rip you.
Got it.
I know you have a backup
strapped to your ankle.
Don't reach for it.
How do you know that?
Your wife knows.
Okay, can I take your order?
Damn!
That's a hell of a hangover, honey.
What were you drinking last night?
Okay.
What can I get you?
Pizza with the works.
We don't serve pizza
in the morning, honey.
This is a 24-hour menu.
We don't have pizza.
Okay, dear?
I'm sure you have a
frozen pizza in the back.
I'll wait while you cook it.
No pizza in the morning.
-But you do have pizza. -Just not any for me?
I'll come back when
you're ready to order.
Okay, wait.
I'll have a grilled
cheese sandwich with tomato.
Hold the fries.
Okay.
Then I'll have a Spanish omelet
with olives, mushrooms,
green peppers, onions.
-Hold the fries. -Hold the
hash browns. Hold the eggs.
No eggs.
No eggs, dear.
Then give me a side of sausage
cut into little pieces.
And I'll have tomato juice with that.
That'll be really good
for that nasty hangover.
Can I get anything for you, sir?
Anything at all for you, sir?
No.
Okay.
What did you do with Debbie?
She's here and unharmed.
My name is Sybedra.
I come from a world unknown to you.
I'm a watcher.
I've come to destroy the Dark Breed.
Who are the Dark Breed?
You know who they are and what they are.
The Dark Breed are the ones
that destroyed your squad
on the space station.
Now they've infested
your astronauts.
Why?
They're using their bodies as hosts.
Once they mature,
they'll invade your population
and destroy your world.
What about Debbie?
I have inhabited her body
to follow the Dark Breed.
If we destroy the Dark Breed in time,
I'll be able to leave
her body with no harm.
How much time?
39 hours.
If we kill 'em in time,
I'll be able to leave her body.
The process will kill me,
but it will not harm her.
And what if the 39 hours pass?
Then I will mature, and the
process will kill Deborah.
But you have to understand,
the future of your
entire race is at stake.
I cannot depart Deborah's body
until the Dark Breed are dead.
That's why I came to you.
I need your help.
You need my help?
Then I wanna talk to Debbie first.
Welcome back.
We're on.
We take 'em out at 0800.
Take them out?
You don't mean...
I mean terminate, execute.
Do you understand that, Lieutenant?
Captain Saxon is a commander
in the United States military.
Captain Saxon
and Dr. Kline
have committed treason.
I will afford them no opportunity
to resist my enforcement of the law.
Your responsibility is to
secure the rear of the building.
Sir.
Shoot 'em on sight, and shoot to kill.
I may be way out of line,
but something's really wrong here.
We have our orders.
-How's the view? -No change.
Hi, Nick.
Debbie?
It's been a while.
You okay?
Yeah, I think so.
Can you...
Can you fight this thing?
I tried at first, Nick,
but it was too much of a battle.
When I learned what she was
and what she was here for,
well, I thought I should help her out.
Are you in any pain?
No...
but I'm definitely not in control.
I know how that must just piss you off.
God!
Nothing changes.
I can't believe this.
I'm the one inhabited by an alien,
and you're still giving me shit.
Come on, Debbie, it's just a joke.
You still have the watch.
Yeah.
It's all scraped up, Nick.
You know, my grandfather
carried this...
Through the trenches of World War I.
Without even getting a scratch.
You've had it three years,
and it's probably ruined.
It never worked right
in the first place.
So it is broken.
Unbelievable.
She's getting emotional, Nick.
Humans are hard to control
when they get emotional.
They sure are.
There's someone coming in the back.
Some welcome.
What the hell are you doing here?
I followed you.
You followed us?
Who else knows we're here?
Everybody on the Omega payroll.
You're surrounded, Nick.
What's the situation?
-Fox is bringing the van
around back. -Let's go.
Everybody down!
Nick, Burgess is hit.
Toni. Toni!
Nick.
We're gonna get you out of here.
Go. Leave me.
I'm not leaving you here.
Nick, please, we have to leave her.
I'm sorry.
-Let's go. -Let's go!
Come on, man, let's go!
Let's go!
Come on, let's go!
-Hey, where's Burgess? -Where's Burgess?
-She's dead. Go. -Shit.
Hang on!
Come on!
Jesus!
Cut the cable!
Hold on.
Hold on, Nick.
-Straighten it up. -Nick,
hold on. Give me your hand!
Shit!
Nick!
-Nick! -Give me your hand!
-Slow down! -Can't!
Debbie!
Yeah!
Pull me in!
Come on!
Come on!
Your hand!
Go!
My God!
We're in an Omega safe house.
We should be okay here
for a couple of hours, max.
They've got these
sites all over the city.
It's a clandestine operation, Doc.
Omega likes to sneak around.
You can override
the security system here?
Hey, no problem.
We're not talking brain surgery.
Show-off.
Let's go, Fox.
Hustle up.
Security system offline.
We're clear.
Okay, we have to be exact.
Exactly five seconds between
the end of the start sequence
and the activation button, or the
sequence will not be initiated.
Got it.
Five seconds.
Thank you.
This is a series of
buttons that must be pressed
in this order in order to initiate
the egg canister's
self-destruct sequence.
Okay, I'll practice.
There's only one problem.
There always was.
You really think that I was the one
that made our marriage
fall apart, don't you.
Please, don't start.
It's two to tango and two
to destroy a marriage, Nick.
Look, I don't think this
is the time or the place...
At least I was the one
that acknowledged we had problems.
Who am I arguing with,
Deborah or Sybedra?
-Both of us. -Both of you.
I'm speaking for Deborah,
and I gotta say, from her
point of view you were a...
-Jackass, I know. -Yeah.
You're female, right?
I don't mean to take sides.
No, you got to be a female.
You see, you take two females,
put 'em together, I'm bound to lose.
I don't want to argue...
especially with an alien.
Can we get back to business?
Wanna tell me what the
problem with the sequence was?
Though the series of buttons
are entered and initialized,
you still have to press
the red commencement switch
or the green abort switch.
Damn.
Those Omega bastards are
really burning up the airwaves.
Captain Saxon!
You are now a wanted man
on every list in
the continental U.S.A.
Federal, state police, F.B.I.,
C.I.A.,
Interpol.
Jesus, I'm on it too.
We stick our faces out there anywhere,
and they'll blow 'em right off.
We're gonna need some help.
Fox.
Almost there, almost there.
-Got it! -You're in.
Nice job.
They're in the Corbett Street
armory... the old church.
Yeah.
Fox isn't the genius he thinks he is.
There's no way he could have known
about that infrared system.
Well, let's go get 'em.
Fox.
I'm on it.
Take a look inside.
-Pick your weapon. -Check it out.
Dr. Kline
might need one.
Show her how to use it.
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Do you know what this is?
Where did you get that?
Here you go.
Look. Just point it,
squeeze this.
You're doing just fine, Doc.
Just hang in there. We'll
get through this pretty soon.
Four years ago,
May 17th, 0900 hours,
I led a squad of special forces
aboard the top-secret
Aquarius II space station.
Nobody knew it existed
except the top men.
Nobody.
My orders were to
locate the crew, return.
There was no crew.
And then it attacked.
We threw everything we had at it,
but we couldn't stop it.
We ran out of ammunition.
The only sound you could hear
were the pins dry-firing.
We went to bayonets fixed.
I ordered my men stand
fast, hold your ground.
They were wiped out.
Slaughtered.
I managed to make my
way back to the shuttle.
Fired off a cluster round.
There was nothing
left...but this.
And me.
This is a glutock.
It was developed by the Dark Breed.
They're never to be taken alive.
This is a suicide device.
Whenever the blades are exposed,
it sinks into the flesh,
it detonates.
All...
All I want to know
is will it kill the Dark Breed?
It'll kill anything.
It's time for us to go.
-You are clear. -Gate 14 clear.
Fox, get us out of here.
Yeah, yeah, this way.
Come on.
This way.
-Let's go! -Let's go!
Please be home.
No, no.
Please be home.
-Hello. -Powell residence.
-Jennifer. -Bill?
-Jennifer. -Bill!
It's me, Jennifer.
We have a phone call
to the Powell residence, sir.
Is it him?
...tell me anything!
And I've been asking around,
and nobody will let me know!
Jennifer, I've been...
It's him.
Did you trace the source?
2,000 yards due east of our position.
Good.
Collect the search teams now.
I love you, Jennifer.
I'll always love you.
You know I'll always...
You fool.
I'll fight you.
I'll fight you to the death!
You will not endure, human.
I've intercepted
an Omega transmission,
and they're sending
an awful lot of hardware
to an address in San Pedro.
Should we check it out?
Definitely, Sergeant.
Good work.
Let's go to work and find that nest.
Omega's probably right on our heels.
I'm also beginning to pick up a signal.
Let's go.
Fox.
All clear.
I've got 'em at less
than 3.5 miles away.
In front, to our flank.
I'll take the point,
Fox. You check the rear.
Debbie, give me
a five count and follow.
Sybedra,
where in hell did the
Dark Breed come from?
My race were once parasites,
without conscience
infesting the galaxy,
moving from host world to host world.
We were a cruel and
murderous race in the old days.
No offense, but it seems
like you're reliving the old days.
We changed.
We evolved.
We became a race of builders,
a race dedicated to peace,
a society with our faces to the sun.
Let's go.
Come on, come on!
Move back!
How long do they require the host body?
It takes 84 hours for their
bodies to reach maturity
and for them to adjust
to the new environment.
Well, can I assume that the
Dark Breed require the body
for the entire incubation period?
Yes. If they leave
the body prematurely,
it means near-instant death.
Well, that's our chance!
We've got to get to
them before they mature.
First we have to find the egg canister.
We have five hours 'til the eggs burst.
Burst?
What does that mean?
I've located the egg canister.
My God.
Captain,
we're clear in the back,
but I'm getting strong readings
down this corridor.
Debbie, you head for the nest.
Fox, you go with her.
We'll create a
diversion in the corridor.
Fox, you're gonna get to
that nest before I will.
This is a glutock.
It'll destroy the Dark Breed.
All you have to do...
I know how it works.
I heard her talk to you.
Kline, take this.
Let's go.
Let's move out, Doctor.
Move on out.
Back it up.
-Split up. -You, come with me.
Flank two
formation. Go.
It's clear.
Hey!
I love Plan B.
Fall back, fall back!
Boys, if you want to make it,
you got to throw a bomb.
You cover the left side.
Come on, let's go.
No, don't hurt her.
I need her alive!
Let's get her out of here.
And tell your people
not to forget that canister.
Get in there and finish Saxon.
Now, don't you go die on me.
Fall back, fall back!
Go, go, go!
Hey, what the fuck's that?
Man, this is weird.
-Let's go. -Come on.
-Get out of here! Let's go. -Come on!
Rock and roll, God damn it. Let's go!
-No, no. -Get it off me!
No!
-No, no. -No, no, no!
No!
Welcome to Earth.
Stay calm.
Help me!
Kline!
God, Nick!
-Nick! -God, Nick!
-Nick! -Kline!
Nick, help me!
-Nick, help! -Help me!
-Help! Help! Nick! -Help me!
Kline!
-Kline! -Kline!
Come on!
Don't look so glum.
You're still alive, aren't you?
Omega'll make me a
full controller for this.
Sybedra, no!
Sybedra, no!
My God.
You'll die.
Soldier.
No! No, don't
touch me.
Everybody's always touching me.
-All right. -All right.
You double-time out of here.
Sybedra?
You okay?
It's me, Nick.
Debbie?
Where's Sybedra?
She's dead.
She sacrificed her life for me.
The egg canister's been destroyed.
Just a little wound.
We'll get that taken care of.
You know...
I'm hungry.
You're hungry?
I got this craving for pizza.
Isn't that odd?
No, no, not really.
Well, what time is it, anyway?
Well, according to this
watch that you gave me
that your grandfather
carried through the trenches...
It doesn't matter.