All language subtitles for Chosen.Survivors.1974.1080p.BluRay.x264.DTS-FGT

May I have your attention, please?

On behalf of the government
of the United States of America...

I would like to welcome you
to the beginning...

of the greatest adventure
of your lives.

You are all sedated to ease
the shock of what has happened.

Faced with the threat of worldwide
development of atomic weapons...

a special government committee
set into action...

a plan to provide for the continuation
of the human race...

in the event of
global thermonuclear war.

You are here because we are now...

engaged in such a war.

Foresight on the part
of this nation's leaders...

has allowed us to make
limited survival possible.

In 12 locations within
the borders of this country...

installations such as this
are now operational.

Those of you in this room...

along with 168 men and women
in the other installations...

were computer selected
for the special knowledge...

each of you can transmit
to the future.

Other considerations were sex...

age and physical superiority.

Within the 26 rooms...

and more than 18,000 square feet
in this self-maintained installation...

you will find all necessary
life-support supplies...

allowing for up to
five years confinement...

and all necessary instructional material.

You can view any part
of North America in detail...

by a synchronous observation satellite...

with which you are linked.

Ultimately,
when your computers indicate...

that the radiation level
on the surface...

has fallen below the safety threshold...

the elevator in your complex
will become automatically operable...

and you will be able
to return to the surface.

It is our hope that you...

and the 168 chosen survivors
like you...

will find the strength to transcend
this greatest of all tragedies...

so that humanity will not have perished
because of the actions of a few...

but will flourish again
because of the courage of a few.

May God bless you.

This message was prerecorded
and automatically programmed.

Look.

I just never thought
it would really happen.

Who are you?

Major Gordon Ellis, U.S. Army.

What are you doing here?

I am responsible for the maintenance
of the computer...

and the life-support systems
in this complex.

How do you happen to be here now?

If it wasn't me...

it would have been the officer...

that alternated with me.

Where... exactly are we?

You are 1,758 feet...

underground.

New Mexico, they tell me.

What do you mean, they tell you?

They didn't want me to know.

They flew me in
and flew me out every time.

Desert's pretty much
the same every place.

What if something goes wrong down here-
some kind of a failure?

We'll just have to repair it.

You have the equipment, tools?

Yes, we have everything here.

Living accommodations?

There are private rooms for everyone.

Each with its own bath...

and a closet full of clothes.

Total...

thermonuclear destruction.

Four billion... people.

That's most of North America...

from an effective altitude
of 1,200 miles.

The cameras are programmed
to move in automatically.

This is the southern hemisphere.

We'll be getting views
of the South Pole on this screen.

The atmosphere's on fire.

It looks as though
a chain reaction is taking place.

We're moving in
on North America now.

Southern California and Arizona.

Now, this is from
an altitude of 50,000 feet.

We're centered in on San Francisco.

Or rather what's left of it.

My God!

What's the temperature
of the ocean and the coast?

The surface temperature
is 214 degrees Fahrenheit.

I don't wanna see anymore.
I can't see anymore.

You have to see it all.

What do you wanna see?
A million charred bodies!

A million dead fish! There's nothing!

- Don't you understand? There's nothing!
- Calm down. Calm down.

Be quiet.Just quiet.

Just quiet. Stop it.!

Help me with her.

I doubt that any of our group...

accepts what was seen
and heard today.

And I'm sure it's for the best.

The brain has a way of rejecting...

information that's too painful
for it to tolerate all at once.

For me as a behavioral scientist...

the individual reactions are fascinating.

Dr. Lenore Chrisman, Nobel Prize-winning
medical researcher...

and Luis Cabral,
an oceanographer from Scripps...

have recovered enough to begin exploring
this remarkable environment.

Steven Mayes, the novelist,
and congresswoman Alana Fitzgerald...

are trying to deal positively with the situation
by discussing it with each other.

However, they're not even
convinced they wanna be alive...

with everyone else dead.

Others of the group are trying
to avoid facing the situation.

Former Olympic gold medal
winner Woody Russo...

whose past has been a constant
struggle for identity...

drives beyond endurance
to block out all thoughts of a future.

While for Carrie Draper,
the talented ecology expert...

escape takes the form of retreat...

into the diversions of the past.

Recreations ofhappier moments.

The memories ofbiologist
Claire Farraday...

bring her solace and strength.

A life lived fully
with family, home...

and the precious experience
ofhaving loved and been loved.

Kristin Lerner,
the young nutritionist...

is perhaps the most vulnerable
of the group.

She appears to be dangerously close
to total withdrawal.

The very emptiness ofher life
makes the future unthinkable.

Ray Couzins,
the corporation genius...

refuses to accept the situation
in any terms.

He's too busy looking
for a way out.

Eventually, hopefully, the thoughts
of all will turn to the present...

and we will constructively
begin to cope...

with the unique problems
we face in the future.

You can't sleep either, huh, Major?

I was just having some coffee.

- There's some more in the kitchen, if you like.
- No.

Major, you strike me
as an intelligent man.

You're an engineer.
A man who deals in facts.

I, too, am a man who deals in facts.

I want to know
what this is all about.

What what's all about?

Major, I'd like you to listen
very carefully to what I have to say.

Now, I'm very concerned
for all of us.

And I want to help all of us.

You see, it's my feeling
there's a way out ofhere.

And I think you know
what that is.

Get us out of here, Major,
and I'll make you a rich man.

There is no way, Mr. Couzins.

I suggest you think about that, Major.

There is no price because there is no way.
Believe me, Mr. Couzins.

Good night, Major.

Good night.

Good morning, chosen survivors.

Good morning to the first day
of the new world.

I would like to begin by suggesting...

that you include on your agenda
for today's activities...

a complete tour of your facility.

The environmental system
in which you are living...

is the most sophisticated
and secure...

that modern technology
could design.

Learn what it has to offer
in helping you to adjust.

You will find that all the life-support systems
are fully automated...

and they have built-in
backup systems...

in the event anything malfunctions.

The primary power supply
is normally maintained by solar energy.

But for the present, until the dust settles
and the radiation level decreases...

we are operating
on a nuclear generator...

that normally supplies backup power.

Everything within the complex
is recycled..

air, water, waste.

I wonder why they used her.

Probably because they wanted
someone who smiled a lot.

Twelve hours ago you people
were on the verge of hysteria.

Now listen to you.

There's no changing what's
already happened, Mr. Couzins.

Anything wrong with trying
to make the best of it?

The lab contains the most advanced
equipment and supplies...

necessary for research
and emergency purposes.

The gymnasium is equipped
with everything...

from jump ropes to vibrator belts.

It is essential that each
of you remains...

at the peak of physical ftness
through the years.

And now, until next time...

this is Mary Louise Borden...

wishing you happiness
and continued good fortune...

in the exciting days,
months and years to come.

- This message was prerecorded and automatically programmed.
- Look.

Look!

My God.

That's funny.

The neck vessels are severed...

but there's no blood coagulation.

That's impossible.

Come on, Kristina.
We've gotta find the others.

Hurry, Kristina. Hurry.

- What is it?
- I don't know.

The blue lights are emergency power.
I'm gonna check the circuit room.

- Carrie Draper. She said she was
gonna have another look.

Help!

It's all right. It's all right.

It's okay. It's okay.
What happened?

The lights went off. I saw something.
It was just a shadow...

but I thought it touched me.

It's okay. It's all right.

I'm sorry. It's stupid.

It was nothing.
It was nothing.

It wasn't nothing.

Iust what in the hell is that?

It's what killed the birds.

Desmodus rotundus.

Commonly known as the vampire bat.

What in the hell was it doing down here?

Eating, Mr. Couzins. Birds.

This explains why there was no blood coagulation
where the bird was bitten.

A vampire's bat saliva contains
an anticoagulant...

that causes the victim's blood to continue
to flow after it's been bitten.

How did a bat get down here?

The government didn't just dig a hole
and plant this installation.

They found caves, converted them.
Bats live in caves.

Do you believe only one bat
killed all those birds?

I don't know.

Desmodus rotundus lives on fresh blood.
Nothing else.

It consumes its own weight
in blood every day.

What if there are others?

Well, let's be realistic.

There's no blood source
on the surface.

So they're either going
to cannibalize each other, or-

Or find their way back in here.

What does your instruction manual
say about that, Major?

How do you handle bloodsucking bats?

And how do you handle rabies?

Inoculations are effective
for at least a year.

I'd certainly like to know the joker responsible
for this oversight.

Mr. Couzins, this complex
was built to be impregnable.

There's no possible way that anything
or anybody could get in it.

Or out, if what you
tell me is true, Major.

But we do know
a bat did get in here.

It's just possible that
it was in the elevator with us.

One of us would have seen it.

The state we were in, it's possible
we could have missed seeing it.

A week before you were brought here,
supplies were coming in day and night.

The elevator was the only access.
It was used at least 50 times a day.

Are you telling us the government
anticipated this happening a week before it did?

The government might have.

In Washington, one finds that major secrets
are kept from people every day.

- It's always been that way.
- What I'm getting at...

is it's possible the bat got in the elevator
and got down here before any of you did.

If that were true, what was it feeding on
before it got to the birds?

Now we're just gonna have to search
every room in this place, every inch of it...

every conduit, every vent and find out
how the thing got in here.

And then make sure
that there are no others.

Loudspeakers,
air conditioning grids, all clean.

Let's not forget one thing.

Bats are nocturnal.
They can't tolerate light.

What she is saying, Major Ellis,
is that we better make damn sure...

what happened to our lights earlier
doesn't happen again!

Hey, look, Mr. Couzins,
I'm gonna check each circuit wire by wire.

I'm gonna try to find out
what the trouble is.

Now is that all right with you, hmm?

In the meantime, we are gonna keep
all of our lights on...

for 24 hours a day.

Although no precise computation...

has ever been made concerning
the world's bat population...

experts agree that the number
would be in excess of 10 billion...

perhaps as high as 50 billion.

These mammals,
primitive as they basically are...

have an extraordinary history
of adaptability to their environment.

Whereas homo sapiens has existed
in his present form...

for a mere two million years...

the order chiroptera, the bat...

has survived on Earth
for over 60 million years.

Help me! Help me!

Somebody help me, please!

Somebody help me!

Get back!

Oh, God, help me!

Oh, God!

Stay out!

Kris? Kristina!

Kristina?

The space under Kristina's bedroom door...

is the only possible way
they could have gotten in.

- But how did they get into the complex at all?
- We're going around in circles.

That little lady's about as close
to cracking as anyone ever has been.

And if this happens to her again,
you can just bet she'll be gone.

We all feel the same way,
Mr. Couzins, so why don't you just take it easy.

There's a time to take it
easy and there's a time for action.

Now I'm gonna lay
this whole thing out for you.

Iust what I think.Just what
I have believed from the very beginning.

That this whole thing is a setup...

and that someone down here
is responsible for it.

Only the one thing
he didn't count on were these bats.

So I am suggesting that
that someone stand up now...

and admit to us what the hell
this whole thing is about!

You're saying that that someone
is me, right, Mr. Couzins?

That's exactly what I'm saying, Major.

Well, I'm gonna lay it out
for you, mister.

It is not me.
You better start believin' it!

Anybody who would subject human beings
to this kind of torture has gotta be sick.

And I don't think
anybody down here is sick.

Maybe inside, yes,
but not up here.

And you better let this
sink in, Mr. Couzins.

Up above you might have
been a great big man.

You had a lot of money.
You had a lot of power.

Except there is no more up above.
It's gone!

Everyone up there is gone!
They're wiped out!

And maybe I even
lost more than you!

Now you get off my back,
and you stay off my back...

because there's just you
and me and nine other people...

trying to stay alive down here.

We're trying to make
the best of a situation...

that could end up
having us climbing the walls!

I'm gonna do the best I can
to see that that doesn't happen.

Now, damn it,
you do the same thing!

I agree with you, Gordon.

I think we all agree with you
that we got to believe in each other...

because each other
is all we got...

all there is between man's surviving
or becoming extinct.

But if we're going to survive,
it seems to me...

we've got to do something.

I don't know what,
but something...

to protect ourselves
against those damn bats.

An alarm system.

Why couldn't Gordon here rig up
some kind of an alarm system...

so that if the lights go out, at least
no one will be caught sleeping...

through this kind of thing again.

Some sort of
audio warning system.

Yeah, that's possible.
It'll take hours for me to complete.

Then you don't think you're going to be
able to find the problem about the lights?

I haven't yet.

And until I do,
a warning system's a damn good idea.

The group adjustments
which were beginning to take shape...

are now seriously threatened
by this most recent contact with bats.

The experience has caused
extreme depression and fear.

It is possible the bats are trapped
down here with us, sealed off.

And though an alarm system
cannot keep them away...

it will warn us
if they come again.

And it must work...

because it seems that
this particular species ofbat...

will attack humans
without provocation.

Well, what have
you got there, Doctor?

Some medication for Kristina.

And what do you have there,
Mr. Couzins?

Maybe you'd like to have one with me.
Might take the edge off.

No, thank you.

You know, I think something
is happening to me... inside.

I honestly do.

I'm beginning to realize
what an overwhelming opportunity...

this whole thing really is.

I mean, the incredible idea...

that we could be
the last of our kind...

and the first of a new species.

I mean, that's fantastic!

All this from the bitter
and cynical Mr. Mayes?

I don't believe it.

Yes, me, the congenital iconoclast...

full of hope and optimism.

You, the congenital artist.

Thank goodness the computers
were smart enough to give us one.

Hey.

Shh. Don't cry.

Please, don't cry.

I hate this place.

I hate this place!

You hear me? I hate this place!

Let's keep it down, Couzins.

Don't you tell me what to do,
you gold medal freak!

Ten years of training for one lousy year
of glory. And what did it get you, huh?

A lousy little piece of gold
to hang around your neck...

and then they turn you
out to pasture!

So how come they sent you down here?
I'll tell you why.

'Cause you're supposed
to be a stud, that's why.

You're nothing but
a goddamn stud!

Hey, Mr. Couzins,
why don't you go to bed?

Mayes, you, you're crazier than anybody.
You know that?

I think you actually enjoy it down here.

You were nuts up there
and you're nuts down here.

And all that crap you wrote
in your books there...

about man being replaced
by machines.

So what? I just wished we would
have lasted long enough up there...

to replace the likes of you.

- Why don't you go to bed?
- I don't wanna go to bed!

Always trying to change things. Not satisfied
with anything. Gotta change everything, huh?

I know none of you like me.
I know!

- Mr. Couzins, come on.
- No, leave me alone!

All of you!
All of you leave me alone!

Maybe before this is all over,
you'll have to come to me!

And you, Doctor, studying my behavior,
just what is it you see?

Don't you think
you better get some sleep?

Why-Why don't you stop
your stupid observing, all your spying?

What are you keeping
all the records for, huh?

Posterity?

That's a laugh.

Unless you know something I don't.

Why don't you get
some sleep, Doctor?

I wanna talk to you.

I think you better leave right now.

I only wanna talk to you.

Please?

What do you wanna talk about?

Well...

I mean-

You don't feel it?

Some- Some conspiracy here?

Some damn scheme
to wipe us out!

Torture all of us! Something!

We've gotta do something.
We've gotta do something before it's too late.

You understand that, don't you?

Everything has been done
that can possibly be done.

We're all just gonna die down here.

We're just gonna die if we don't find some way
to do something to get out of here.

We gotta try to find some way
to get out of here!

I know you're scared.

And I know you're lonely.

We're all lonely.

I need someone.

You know what I mean?

I just wanna hold you.

Let me hold you.

- Oh, don't!
- Come here.

No!

Please.

No! No! No!

Come here. Wait.

- No.
- Wait! Wait! Come here!

I won't hurt you.
I won't hurt you.

Please.

- Give it to me. Yes! Yes!
- No!

You need me as much as I need you.
Don't you? Don't you?

Oh, goddamn it!

All right! All right.

You tell the rest of them
we're gonna test it in five minutes at...

3:30, and not to worry
about the lights, huh?

- Dr. Chrisman? Dr. Chrisman?
- Yes?

- Gordon is ready to test the alarm.
- Thank you.

Where's Couzins?

He's in his room.

He's still pretty shaky.

He needs to sleep it off.

Now I want all of you to stuff some
towels underneath your bedroom doors...

just in case,
until I have a chance...

to install something
a little more permanent.

You understand, hmm?

Raymond?

Raymond?

It's Luis.

It's important that you block the space
at the bottom of your door.

Raymond?

- What happened?
- Leave me alone!

What have you done?

I said leave me alone.

Luis, come back.!
You gotta listen to me.! Come back.!

Get him out of there.
Get him out!

- Why'd he do it? Why?
- What difference does it make?

He's dead, isn't he?
What difference does it make now?

The bats have to be shorting the circuit.
They just have to be!

I'll have all of you
out of here in 45 minutes.

What?

There has been
no... thermonuclear attack.

What are you talking about?

This has been an experiment.

Then I was right.

You son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch!

In the event of
a global thermonuclear war...

all life would perish
on the face of the earth.

And it's necessary to take,
uh, very positive steps...

to assure that, uh,
some life will survive.

Now a great deal of time
and, uh, effort and money...

has gone into the planning and
the, uh, construction of this installation.

But it had to be tested.

Would it work?

Could a, uh, small group
of, uh, highly productive survivors...

tolerate these conditions?

And could they accept the fact
that their world was gone?

Everything that they had,
everyone that they knew?

And this is what
is most important.

Could they get along
with each other, help each other?

Could they cooperate,
and to what degree?

The law of all life is cooperation
within the species.

Iust how long was this experiment
scheduled to last?

- One month, 30 days.
- What about the pictures?

The-The destruction that we saw?

- Films made in the lab.
- The explosions in the elevator?

All programmed.
Everything was programmed.

- The light failures?
- Them too.

Uh, at least some of them.

Well, what about the bats?
Were the bats part of your plan?

At first I thought they were.
I thought-

I thought perhaps they were
trying to test me too.

And all this without hidden microphones,
hidden cameras?

We couldn't chance
any of you seeing them.

It was all my... personal responsibility
to observe firsthand.

Believe me...

it is not the intention of scientists
or the government to be cruel.

Cruel?

What the hell would you call it?

You're a goddamn machine.

You've been playing games
with the lives of 10 people!

What gives you, the government or anyone else
the right to jeopardize another man's life?

More of that ''endjustifes
the means''garbage, right?

Each of you should feel honored-
honored and privileged...

to have been chosen to participate.

Well, let me tell you something,
Mr. Macomber.

Nothing justifies fooling around
with another man's life! Nothing!

- Life is all we've got!
- All right.!

I've had enough goddamn philosophy.
Now let's get practical.

Iust what's gonna happen
if that signal you sent doesn't work?

It will.

The damaged tube
in the circuit room could affect it.

They are thousands
of sensitive relays wired through it.

It's gonna take weeks to work it out.
I don't know how much I can do!

- The signal will work.
- Well, it damn well better.!

And let me tell you
something else, mister.

When we get out of here, I'm gonna file a
lawsuit against you, the government, Pentagon...

and anybody else who had anything
to do with this operation!

If I've got this operation figured right,
you won't have a chance.

What's gonna stop me?

- Denial, Mr. Couzins.
- Denial? Of what? This entire operation?

No, it wouldn't be diffcult.

You just take the top off the bunker.
There's no point of identification, right?

- It's just desert and mountains.
- Oh, no you don't!

Now nobody can deny
the body of Luis Cabral!

If my guess is right, the government
will dispose of anyone or anything...

who attempts to interfere with the security
or completion of this project.

Am I right, Mr. Macomber?

You realize what she's saying?

If it's true, you're talking about murder!

I'm talking about the survival
of the human race, Mr. Couzins!

You are a machine!
A brainwashed fool!

And what's more frightening is that there
must be hundreds more like you.!

I can't believe you're talking
for any responsible authority!

Think about it, Raymond...

and maybe you'll realize
how blind you've been.

The day of the individual
in our world is gone. Passe.

A bell will ring at... 4:43...

and, uh, a red light will flash
in the elevator shaft.

It's the, uh, signal that the rescue helicopter
is on the ground...

and that the el-elevator's
mechanical controls have been-

been made- made op-
op-operational at...

the surface.

It's 4:43, Macomber!

It's 4:43!

The signal didn't get through.

It had to get through.

But if it didn't,
when will they come?

Uh, the fail-safe
for this operation is very simple.

If at the end of the first 10 days...

they haven't received
a coded signal from me...

they... come and check.

One man dead
and five more days to go.

- You murderer!
- I tell you they'll be here!

He's right. Mr. Couzins is right.
Five more days.

I don't think I can
take fve more minutes of this.

Can't somebody get me out of here, please?
Somebody get me out of here.

Oh, nobody's gonna
get you out of here.

None of us are gonna
get out of here.

I told you all in the beginning.
You wouldn't listen to me.

None of us are gonna get out ofhere.
We had our chance, but now it's gone.

Tell them! Tell them, Macomber!
It's gone, isn't it? Admit it!

I guess it didn't get through.

We are aware that living together in confined
quarters, no matter how well designed...

can cause personal problems that you
may feel inclined to keep to yourselves.

We suggest you don't.

Talk them out with the behavioral scientist
in your group.

Think of the group,
above all things, as a family.

Get to know one another
and you will care about one another.

Each other can become
the most important thing in your lives.

I'm- I'm beginning to agree with you...

um, about our world...

and where it's heading.

Hmm. I guess I was just
too busy being busy to...

stop and think about it.

You see, when you're a kid...

you think you're something special.

Some of us grew up thinking it.

You think you've
got something to say, you say it.

People buy it. Then you wait
for something to be done about it.

But it never is.

It's too big up there.

The whole thing,
it's too big and getting bigger.

People don't have time.

People don't even
have time for people.

That's why I became
so hyped on this place.

It's not too big.

It was a chance to...

start over again.

Steven, I don't want to die.

Neither do I.

Lenore? Dr. Chrisman?

- What is it? What happened?
- Oh, it's Kristin.

- I think she got ahold of some barbiturates.
- Oh,Jesus.

How is she?

She'll live.

- I think I found a way out.
- How?

It might be possible to climb the elevator shaft
to set off the emergency alarm at the top.

1,700 feet straight up?

The elevator shaft has guide rails
from top to bottom.

Now I could rig a safety harness
and a headlamp.

- Nobody could climb that distance.
- I could.

Out of the question.
I won't allow it.

You don't have anything to do with it
one way or the other.

It's, uh, too dangerous.
It won't work.

If Russo wants to try it,
it's Russo's risk.

- There's another way.
- What other way?

- Fight back.
- Fight what? Fight who?

Shadows? Spots on the walls? If you can't see
them and hear them, how you gonna fight 'em?

Bait them.

Lay a trap.

Make them come to us.

And then what?

Electrocute them.

Tell me something, you two.
Did it ever occur to you...

that maybe even this is part
of Mr. Macomber's little game?

Major Ellis suggested
the elevator shaft.

Mr. Macomber
shouted it down. Why?

Was he afraid maybe it would work?

Was he afraid maybe we'd make it out
of here before we're supposed to?

All right, all right, look.

We've had our little disagreements.

I got drunk,
said some things I shouldn't have.

Now I'm sorry. Believe me.
I want to make it up to you.

Are you listening?

Hey, man, we're not deaf.
We hear you.

All right now,
I'm gonna write a letter.

A signed note...

on a piece of paper
that you can fold up...

and put in your pocket and carry up
that elevator shaft with you.

And on that note
will be my guarantee...

to pay you $100,000 in cash...

within one week after you get me
out of this hole.

Now that offer
is gonna stand for 24 hours.

Dr. Chrisman's ready for you now.

Take all you want, Doc.

We're taking a pint from everyone.

More blood, more bats.

Is the alarm disconnected?

Yes.

- Anything?
- Nothing.

Iust wait.

Get back. Come on. Get back.

Now. Now!

Good morning, chosen survivors.

Another day of activity, of challenge,
of excitement and of hope.

By this time there should be no doubt that each
of you is an essential part of the whole...

the group family.

Well, maybe if we were to
wire the whole installation...

along the ceilings,
an entire network.

How long do you think that'll take?

We've listened to you long enough.

What do you say?
You're the only one who can save us.

This thing weighs a ton.

It's lead.
A radiation shield.

dd

Did you hear Couzins when he asked me
what my, uh, piece of gold was worth?

Ten years of training, he said.

And for what?

A few moments of glory.

The thing is, he was right.

He was right about this jive caper
being as phony as they come.

And he was right about me.

Yeah, I won the gold medal.

But that was some time ago.

Who even cares now?

Who even remembers?

Except for a few sportswriters.

So you're gonna try again?

Carrie. Carrie, I-

I liked those few moments of glory.
I'd like to get 'em back.

And you better believe if I can climb
a 1,700-foot cave wall and get us out of here...

I'll get it back and more.

A hundred thousand dollars more.

And if you can't?

Can't? I don't even know
how to spell it.

I'm a man of my word.

- How does it look up there?
- High.

What happens up on top?

That door was built to open
from the inside in case of a jam.

As soon as it does open, a signal
will be relayed immediately...

to an air force base
near the east.

Don't do it, Woody.
We'll be out of here in a few days.

You're risking your life for nothing,
don't you see that?

You had your chance.
You blew it.

I hope he makes it.

You believe that, don't you?

I believe it.

No! Let go!

- Let go!
- Get him down.

Let go of me! You! You!

- Stop it!
- Ohh!

Look out!

Get out!

Get out!
Everybody, get out! Run!

Hurry up! Come on!

Hurry.!

Crazy! You can't go in there!
It's too late! You can't go in there!

I've got to get them out of here!

Help! Help!

Help.! Help.!

Good morning, chosen survivors...

to the beginning
of your second week in Complex 11.

Let's take a few moments this morning
to look back over your first week.

Note the tremendous adjustments
you have already made...

the progress.

You are proof of man's
indomitable will to survive.

And before long,
your boundless energies will return...

through man's inherent desire
to reach out.

We feel confdent you are now
suffciently oriented...

to have done some constructive thinking
about the plans that must be made...

during the months
and years to come.

Discuss these plans
amongst yourselves.

Consider them thoughtfully.

Man's ultimate destiny
is in your hands.

The bodies and minds of each of you
have been exposed to tremendous stress.

Cooperate with one another.

Make allowances for
each other's shortcomings.

Henceforth, periodic group sessions
are strongly recommended.

Careful reasoning will result
in judicious decisions.

Take your time.

Time is your key.

Time and vision.

You should feel proud
and find comfort...

in the knowledge that yours
is a responsibility...

with which no man
has been entrusted before.

The challenge is monumental.

But one day soon,
the sun will shine again...

and all the world will be yours.

This is Mary Louise Borden.

This message was prerecorded
and automatically programmed.