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(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(SCREAMING)

(ALARM CLOCK BEEPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BEEPING STOPS)

Claire.

(SIGHS)

I miss you.

(WATER DRIPPING)

STARCK: Dr. Weir,

report to the Lewis & Clark
in docking bay four.

(ENGINES BLASTING)

JUSTIN: Ion drive set.

SMITH: Thank you.

(COMPUTER KEYS CLACKING)

Heading, Vector One,
nine degrees.

We are prepped for lock down.

(BEEPS)

I can't believe it,
this is ridiculous.

I haven't got more than my hand in
the last six weeks,

and now this shit.

I mean, why can't we go to Mars,
Captain?

I mean, Mars has got women.

Smith's right.

Neptune,
there's nothing out there.

SMITH: Yeah, and if the shit goes
down, we'll be on our own.

You know the rules, people.

Someone drops the ball,
we get the call.

Now, let's go.

Have you got our course plotted in?
Yes, sir.

Locked and cocked
and ready to rock.

Mr. Justin?

Everything's green
on my screen, Skipper.

MILLER:
Start your countdown now.

Ion drive will engage
in T minus 10 minutes.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Let's go.
Smith, you follow me.

SMITH: Yes, ma'am.

MILLER: Justin,
get those tanks prepped.

JUSTIN:
Yes, sir.

Mr. Cooper.
COOPER: Skipper.

Ion drive in 10 minutes.

Ooh, it's time to play
spam-in-the-can.

Skipper.
MILLER: Peters.

Captain Miller, I just wanted to say
this is something...

Clock is ticking, Doctor.

You waiting for a personal
invitation, there, Mr. Smith?

No, sir. Captain, I don't want to
take up any...

Doctor, if you'll just follow the
rest of the crew to the grav tanks,

we're almost underway.

That bunk better be
squared away, Mr. Cooper,

or you'll find yourself
walking to Neptune.

What's the hold-up, Peters?

Just loading the last of
the 002 scrubbers, sir.

You stand right here.

SMITH: Thanks, D.J.

SMITH: Hats off in the tank.
Sir.

First time in a grav couch?

Yeah.
Uh-huh.

I think your captain has some kind of
a problem with me.

Oh, well.
Don't worry about him.

He just loves having complete
strangers on his ship.

D.J.
D.J. Yeah.

No.

Is this necessary?

When the ion drive fires,

you'll be taking about 30 G's.

(GROANING)
Without a tank,

the force would
liquefy your skeleton.

I've seen the effect on mice.

Claustrophobic?

Very.
Hmm.

CLAIRE: Billy.

I'm so alone.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Oh, God.

CLAIRE: Billy?

I'm so cold.

Claire.

I'm waiting.

(SCREAMING)

(COUGHING)
You're all right. Breathe.

D.J.!

Okay, Dr. Weir, let's get you up.
Okay, I'm fine.

Come on, take it easy.
I'm fine.

Okay. There you go.

Now move nice and slow.

You've been in stasis
for 56 days.

You're gonna experience a little
disorientation, you understand?

I'm all right now, thank you.

(LAUGHING) Okay, take that. Don't
rush it.

All yours.

(COUGHING)

You okay, Doc?

Want some coffee?

What?

Would you like some coffee?

No. Thank you.

All right, suit yourself.

What about you, STARCK?

Would you like something
hot and black inside you?

Ooh! Is that an offer?

It is not.

Then how about
some coffee, then?

STARCK?
Oh.

Yes, sir. Why aren't you on the
bridge?

Do you mind
if I get dressed first?

As a matter of fact, Lieutenant,

I do mind if you
get dressed first.

Let's go, people.
We have a job to do.

PETERS:
Okay, Denny, here we go.

Happy birthday.

Play horsey, Mommy.
Play horsey.

(EXCLAIMING) Hey, no more ball in the
house.

COOPER:
Sorry, Mama.

JUSTIN: Yeah, you're the one who
can't catch.

COOPER:
Yo, apologize.

(LAUGHING) Sorry about that, mama
bean

All right.
All right, then.

MILLER: Uh, Peters.
Yes, sir.

I did try to find
a replacement for you,

but with such short notice,
it was impossible.

I am sorry.

I talked to my ex.

He's going to take
Denny for Christmas.

I'll get him for the summer,

so everything's all right.

COOPER: Smitty.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen,

in approximately
two hours and 23 minutes,

we'll be arriving in
the orbit of Neptune.

Thank you very much.
I thank you.

Ooh, that's good.

All boards are green.
Everything's five by five.

USAC been notified
of our position?

STARCK:
Yes, sir.

All right, people, listen up. SMITH:
D.J.

MILLER: As you all know, we have an
addition to our crew.

Dr. Weir,
you care to join us?

Introductions all around.

This is my XO,
Lieutenant STARCK.

Mr. Justin, engineering.

The funky spaceman
over here is Mr. Cooper.

What exactly is it you do
on board this ship, Coop?

Listen up, Doc,
I'm your best friend, okay?

I am the lifesaver
and the heart breaker.

He's a rescue technician.

This is Peters,
medical technician.

And my pilot, Mr. Smith.

The gloomy Gus in the corner over
there, that's...

D.J. Trauma.

(ALL LAUGHING)

COOPER:
All right, all right.

Now that we all know each other,

Skipper, I got a question.
MILLER: Certainly.

What the fuck are we doing
way out here?

Well, perhaps the good doctor will be
kind enough to tell us.

Thank you. Uh...
(CLEARING THROAT)

First of all, I want to say how much
I appreciate

this opportunity
to join you on what I...

It's for sure that you appreciate
being here, Doctor,

but you must understand
that we don't.

We were taken off
a well-deserved leave

and sent into Neptune space.

We are now three billion klicks from
the nearest outpost.

The last time USAC
attempted a rescue

this far past the outer reach,

well, we lost both ships.
80, if you please...

Right. Well...

Everything I'm about to tell you is
considered Code Black by the NSA.

USAC intercepted
a radio transmission

from a decaying orbit
around Neptune.

The source of this transmission has
been identified

as the Event Horizon.

Yeah, well, that's bullshit, for
starters.

Skipper,
you took me off leave...

(ALL CHATTERING)
Thank you so much.

Smitty, sit down.

Cooper, as you were.

Let the man speak.

WEIR: What was made public about the
Event Horizon,

that she was a deep space
research vessel,

that her reactor went critical,

and that the ship blew up,

none of that is true.

The Event Horizon
was the culmination

of a secret government project to
create a spacecraft

capable of
faster-than-light flight.

SMITH:
I don't... Excuse me.

See, you can't actually do that.

The law of relativity prohibits
faster-than-light travel.

Relativity, yes. We can't break the
law of relativity.

We can go around it.

The ship doesn't really
go faster than light.

What it does is it creates
a dimensional gateway,

that allows it to
jump instantaneously

from one point of the universe to
another light years away.

How?

Well, it's... It's difficult to...
It's all math.

Try us, Doctor.

Right, well, uh,
using layman's terms,

we use a rotating magnetic field

to focus a narrow beam
of gravitons.

These in turn fold space-time

consistent with
Weyl tensor dynamics,

until the space-time curvature
becomes infinitely large

and you produce a singularity. Now,
the singularity...

Layman's terms.

Well, fuck layman's terms.
Do you speak English?

Um...

Imagine, for a minute,
that this piece of paper...

Excuse me. Uh, that's Vanessa, and
that's mine. Uh...

Attractive piece of paper
represents space-time,

and you want to get
from point "A" here...

Oh... To point "B" there.

Now, what's the shortest distance
between two points?

A straight line.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Wrong.

The shortest distance
between two points is zero.

And that's what
the gateway does.

It folds space,

so that point "A" and point "B"
co-exist in the same space and time.

When the spacecraft
passes through the gateway,

space returns to normal.

It's called a gravity drive.

JUSTIN:
How do you know all this?

I built it.

Well, I can see
why they sent you.

So if the ship didn't blow up, then
what happened?

Well, the mission was going
perfectly, like a textbook.

They reached safe distance
using conventional thrusters.

All systems looked good.

They had the go-ahead
to use the gravity drive

to open the gateway
to Proxima Centauri,

and then, they just disappeared.

Vanished without a trace,
until now.

Where's she been for the last seven
years, Doctor?

That's what we're here
to find out.

Now, we've been unable
to verify live contact,

but TDRS did receive
this single transmission.

(PLAYS RECORDING)

(SCREAMING)

(CREATURE ROARING)

(RECORDING STOPS)

What the fucking hell is that?

Listen to this.

Houston passed the same recording
through several filters,

managed to isolate what appears to be
a human voice.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
ON RECORDING)

I'm not even sure
if it qualifies as language.

Latin.
What?

I mean, I think
it sounds like Latin.

Can you translate it?

Play it again.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Right there.
You hear that?

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Sounds like, "liberate me,"

something. I don't know.
I can't make out the rest.

"Liberate me?"

"Save me."

(ALARM BUZZING)

MILLER: All right.
Stations, people.

Crossing the horizon.

Optimum approach angle
is 14 degrees.

MILLER:
Come around to 334.

Heading 334, sir.

Make your approach vector negative,
14 degrees.

1-4 degrees.

We have a lock on Event Horizon's
navigation beacon.

She's in the upper ionosphere and it
looks like...

(THUDDING) ...we're in for some very
heavy chop, sir.

Bring us in nice and tight, Mr.
Smith. Sir.

Mr. Justin,
how's my ship?

Smooth sailing, sir.

Matching speed on my mark.

Three, two, one. Mark.

Range?

10,000 meters and closing, sir.

MILLER: STARCK.
STARCK: Yes, sir.

Get on the horn.
See if anybody is listening.

This is the US. Aerospace command
vessel Lewis & Clark

hailing Event Horizon.

Event Horizon, do you read?

MILLER: Dr. Weir.

I think you'll want to see this.

Where is she?

Dead ahead. 5,000 meters!

STARCK? Anybody home?

Event Horizon, do you read?

3,000 meters and closing!

I can't see a thing.

1,500 meters, sir.
We're getting too close.

Where is it?

The scope is lit.
It's right in front of us.

(ALARM BLARING)
1,000 meters.

Proximity warning!

900, 800, 700.

We're right on top of her, sir!
MILLER: We're gonna hit.

STARCK!
It's right there! God!

Reverse thrusters. Full!

(ALARM CONTINUES BLARING)

There she is.

JUSTIN: Jesus.

Very impressive ship, Doctor.

Thank you.

Mr. Smith,
are you up for a flyby?

Yes, sir.
Yes, I'd love to.

That's the main airlock,
we can dock in there.

All right, Smith.

Use the arm and lock us onto that
small antenna cluster.

(MOTOR WHIRRING)

We should go
very carefully here.

That is not
a load-bearing structure.

Is now, Doctor.

Everything five by five?

Locked in to the Event Horizon.

Thank you, Smitty.
Light 'em if you got 'em.

Thank you very much, sir.

STARCK, give me a read.

The reactor's still hot.

Uh, we've got several small radiation
sources but no leaks.

(BEEPING)
Probably it's nothing serious.

MILLER: Do they have pressure?
Affirmative.

The hull's intact, uh,
but there's no gravity,

and the thermal units
are off-line.

I'm showing deep cold.

The crew couldn't survive
unless they were in stasis.

Find 'em, STARCK.

Yeah, I'm already on it, Captain.
Bio-scan is on the line.

There's something
wrong with the scan.

Is it radiation interference?

STARCK: There's not enough
to throw it off.

I'm picking up trace life forms,

but I can't get
a lock on their location.

These readings are all over the ship.
It doesn't make any sense.

Okay, we do it the hard way.
Deck by deck, room by room.

STARCK, deploy the umbilicus.

Smitty, fire up the boards
in the war room.

Sir.

Mr. Justin, I believe
you're up for a walk?

Yes, sir.

Doctor, I'm gonna need you
here on the bridge.

Captain, I didn't come out all this
way just to sit on your bridge.

I need to be on that ship.

Once we've secured the ship,
we'll bring you on board.

No, I'm sorry, that's unacceptable. I
need to be on that ship.

Once we've secured the ship.
That's the way it is.

I need you to guide us
from the com station.

This is where I need you.

Help us do our job.

Oh, oh, oh! Honey, honey,
you forgot your briefcase.

Stand clear.

Anything gets funky, Cooper...

I'll be on it.

Yo, baby bear,
keep your nose clean.

D.J., showtime.

Video feed is clear.

Are you with us, Dr. Weir?

Yes, I'm... I'm with you.

MILLER: We are crossing the
umbilicus,

making our approach
to the Event Horizon.

You're at the outer
airlock door.

(BEEPS)

MILLER: Magnetic boots on.

(BEEPS)

PETERS:
We've got pressure.

MILLER:
Place is a deep freeze.

We got ice crystals everywhere.

That's the central corridor
that you're in now.

It connects the personnel areas at
the front of the ship

to engineering at the rear.

MILLER: Mr. Justin,
you take engineering.

JUSTIN: Yes, sir.

MILLER: Peters and I'll take
the forward decks.

(BEEPING)

MILLER:
Doctor, what are these?

PETERS: Yeah, I've got
another one over here.

They are all over the place.

In an emergency,

they destroy the central corridor and
split the ship in half,

and then the crew can use
the foredecks as a lifeboat.

MILLER: I'm in medical.
No casualties.

Place looks like
it's never been used.

WEIR: You still haven't
seen any crew?

If we saw any crew, Doctor,
you'd know it by now.

Scanning for life readings.

This place is a tomb.

Oh! Fuck me!

(GASPING)

STARCK:
Miller. Miller, are you okay?

Looks like Skipper
got a case of the willies.

STARCK: Cooper,
get back to your post.

Miller, your heart rate
just went through the roof.

I'm fine.

(SIGHING)

JUSTIN: I think
I've reached the door

to the first containment,
Dr. Weir.

WEIR: The engineering decks are on
the other side.

JUSTIN:
Kay, let's take a look.

What the hell
is this place, Dr. Weir?

It allows you to enter
the second containment

without compromising
the magnetic fields.

Looks like a meat grinder to me.

PETERS:
I'm on the bridge.

Got some blood here.

(LIQUID RIPPLING)

JUSTIN: There must have been
a coolant leak.

Man, this shit is everywhere.

Coolant level's on reserve, but well
within the safety line.

Miss Peters,
could you turn back and left?

STARCK: What is it?

Ship's log.

PETERS: It's stuck.

It's pretty jammed in there.

(SCREAMS)

STARCK:
Oh, my God.

What the hell
happened to his eyes?

Explosive decompression.

Decompression doesn't do that.

D.J.: Looks like it was caused by...

I don't know,
an animal or something.

Look at the damage to the soft
tissue, massive abrasions.

Corpse-sicle.

JUSTIN: I'm scanning for
life forms.

Man, I'm getting some really strange
readings in here.

Let me see if I can
get some power up.

That's the core,
the gravity drive.

The heart of the ship.

(BEEPING)
Justin.

Justin, you're breaking up.

(SCREAMING)

Justin, come in.

What is it?
I don't know.

The life scan just
went off the scale.

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

Something's wrong, STARCK.
Pull him out. Pull him out.

Oh, Shit!

(SCREAMING)

He's in trouble.

Go, Coop.
I'm gone.

(RUMBLING)

(MILLER SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

MILLER:
Boarding party, sound off.

This is Miller.
Can anybody hear me?

What the fuck was that?

Pressure emergency! We've lost the
starboard baffle.

The hull's been breached!

I'll contain it here for as long as I
can! Get out!

We're losing atmosphere.

There are pressure suits
in the airlock. Go!

COOPER:
Here I come. Here I come.

Hold on, baby bear.

I'm almost there, almost there.

I got you. I got... (GRUNTS)

Watch out. Watch...

I got you.
What the fuck is this?

Hold on.

(COOPER GRUNTING)

Captain Miller. Captain Miller, do
you copy? Over.

Smitty,
where you been all my life?

We have a major
situation here, sir.

We've lost the starboard baffle, and
the hull's been breached.

Uh, the safety circuits,
they have failed.

Do we have time for a weld?
No, sir.

We've got 218 liters of gas left,
sir, and then we've got nothing.

The oxygen tanks, they failed,
they're broken.

Sir, we are fucking dead!

What about the Event Horizon?

What?

She's got air and power.

It's our only chance.

There's no way
I'm getting on that bastard.

We don't even know
what happened on that ship.

It beats dying, Mr. Smith.

I want all personnel on board
the Event Horizon, pronto.

We'll meet at the air tanks.

I'm ahead of you, sir. Bringing all
thermal units online.

Hold tight. Prep for G's.

Gravity in five seconds.

(BEEPING)

COOPER: Wake up, open your eyes. All
right?

Just hang in there.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Dr. Weir.

Well...

I brought most
primary systems online

for now.
Thank you.

STARCK, what's our status?

The antenna array
is completely fried.

We've got no radio,
no laser, no high gain.

No one's coming to help us.

This air tastes bad.
Yeah, carbon dioxide, I know.

It's building up
with every breath we take.

And the 002 filters
on the Event Horizon are shot.

So, we take the scrubbers from the
Clark. That gives us what?

Enough breathable
air for 20 hours,

but after that, we'd better be on our
way home.

SMITH: I'm on the port side of the
hull,

approaching
the dorsal heat sink.

Holy shit.

Captain Miller. Captain Miller, do
you copy? Over.

I copy, Mr. Smith.
How's my ship?

Sir, we've got a seven-meter fracture
on the outer hull.

We should be able to repair her,

but it's gonna take
an awful lot of time, sir.

Negative.
20 hours, we run out of air.

Understood, sir.

What happened here, Doctor?

Okay, how is he?

His vital signs seem stable, but he's
unresponsive to stimuli.

I don't know.

He might wake up in 15 minutes.

He might not wake up at all.

Look, skipper, I know
this shit sounds weird,

but, I mean,
there was like nothing,

and then Justin appeared
and ".and".

It was liquid, and the whole core
just turned solid.

It's just not
physically possible.

Doctor, please. Please, don't start
in with that physics shit.

I'm telling you, I saw it.

Mr. Cooper, it would mean
the gateway was open.

That's it.
The gateway was open.

The gateway couldn't be open

because the gravity drive
wasn't activated.

Look, I'm telling you
what I saw, Doc! 80...

(COOPER YELLING) It can't just start
up by itself.

Mr. Cooper,
you are out of line.

Doctor, Mr. Justin may die.
Now, I have to assume

that whatever happened to him
could happen to all of us.

Mr. Cooper says
he saw something.

I believe he saw something.

I need an explanation.

In my view,
Mr. Cooper's delusional,

if you don't mind my saying so.

But maybe he saw

an optical effect caused
by gravitational distortion.

"An optical effect"?
That's fucking poetic.

Where the fuck...
Cooper!

I'm sorry. All right.

Gravitational distortion.

What could create that, Doctor?

If, somehow, a burst of gravity waves
escaped from the core,

it could distort space-time.

It could make Justin
seem to disappear.

It could also have damaged
the Lewis & Clark.

However, I think
this is entirely unlikely.

What's in the core, Doctor?

It's complicated.

Well, how much time
do you need? We have

17 hours and 48 minutes.

What's in the core?

WEIR:
This is the gateway.

Now, these three magnetic rings,

when they align, it creates
an artificial black hole

which allows the ship to travel to
any point in space.

A black hole, the most destructive
force in the universe.

And you've created one?

Absolutely, yes.
Because we can

use that immense power
to bend space-time.

Look, it would take the Lewis & Clark
1,000 years

to reach our nearest star.

But Event Horizon
could be there in a day.

If it worked.

You can come down.
It's perfectly safe.

MILLER: 80, if Mr. Justin was
sucked through your gateway,

he could've gone wherever
the Event Horizon's been.

WEIR: Theoretically, yes.
But as I told you before,

the gateway can't
just open by itself.

MILLER: I see.

Lieutenant, I want this room sealed
off.

Second containment from here on in is
off-limits.

STARCK: Yes, sir.
Captain, there's no danger.

The gateway's contained
behind three magnetic fields.

It's perfectly safe.
Safe?

Doctor, my ship is in pieces

and one of my crewmen
may not make it home alive.

No one else
goes near this thing.

PETERS: Come on.

There's got to be
something on this log.

You can do this.

(FABRIC RUSTLING)

D.J.?

(FABRIC RUSTLING)

D.J., where are you?

D.J.:
I'm up on deck four.

(FABRIC RUSTLING)

Mommy.

(EXCLAIMS)
Peters!

What is it?
You all right?

(EXHALES)

What's up?
You was out there so long,

I thought you were
trying to break my record.

Listen, I'd rather spend
the next 12 hours outside,

than another five seconds
in this shit can.

It's the final entry
in the ship's log.

KILPACK: I want to say
how proud I am of my crew.

I'd like to name
my station heads,

Chris Chambers, Janice Reuben,

Ben Fender, Dick Smith.

We've reached safe distance...

This is John Kilpack,
ship's captain.

And we're preparing to
engage the gravity drive,

and open the gateway
to Proxima Centauri.

(SPEAKING LATIN)

Hail and farewell.

(STATIC INTERFERENCE)

What is that? I'll run it through a
few filters,

see if I can clean it up.

It's a power drain.

It's the core.

MILLER: Stay here.
Look after Justin.

I don't want anybody else
near that thing.

Wait for me, Doctor.

MILLER:
What's causing the drain?

WEIR:
Magnetic fields are holding.

Maybe a short in the fail-safe
circuit. I'll check it.

Can you give us a hand?

(GRUNTING)

Justin.

Justin, can you hear me?

He's coming.

Who's coming?

The dark.

(SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Ah, yeah, that's the one.

CLAIRE: Billy.

Billy.

Billy.

(WEIR BREATHING RAPIDLY)

Miller!

Captain Miller!

I've got some problems here.

(TAPPING FLASHLIGHT)

Be with me

forever.

Dr. Weir?

Carbon dioxide can produce
hallucinations, impair judgment.

God damn it, D.J.,
it was not a hallucination.

All right.

Doctor, you were in the duct.

You must have heard something.

You must have seen something.

I did.

About an hour ago, I saw my son

lying on the examination table.

And...

And his legs were crawling...

Miss Peters, if you
don't mind my saying so,

it sounds a little like shock.

Could it be that
you're traumatized...

No. No... by seeing the body on
the...

Excuse me. No!

I've seen bodies before.
This was different.

She's right.
Now, this... this was real.

I felt... I felt heat.

This is not something
that's in our heads.

Smitty, have you seen anything
unusual at all?

No, I haven't seen anything, and I
don't need to see anything, sir,

but I can tell you,

this ship is fucked.

Thank you for that scientific
analysis, Mr. Smith.

Well, you don't need a fucking
scientist to figure it out, do you?

All right, Doc.

When you break
all the laws of physics,

do you seriously think
there won't be a price?

You already killed
the last fucking crew.

And now you want
to kill us as well!

It's just a fucking ship, all right?
D.J.!

It's just a ship,
do you understand?

It's just a big hunk of metal.

There's nothing odd going on.

D.J.?

(PANTING)

Fine.

D.J.?

You all right?
Yeah, I'm just...

I'm sorry.

Damn it!
Smitty.

It's all right. That's it. Fucking...

That's enough! I want you calm, I
want you cool! Now!

All right.

You're going back upstairs.

You're going outside
on the Clark with Cooper

and you're going
to repair the ship.

No mistakes.

Mistakes, nobody goes home.
Understood?

Yes, sir.
All right.

Sir.
Get moving.

Miller.
What is it, STARCK?

I ran the bio-scan
with the DNA-RNA filters.

The results were bio readings...

Of an indeterminate origin.
Yes, I know.

Don't you have anything useful to
tell me, Lieutenant?

I've got a theory.

Let's hear it.

I think that there's
a connection between

the readings and
the hallucinations,

like, like they're all part
of a defensive reaction

some sort of immune system.

I don't have time
to listen to this.

You have to listen to me.
To what?

I'm saying that this ship
is reacting to us

and the reactions
are getting stronger.

It's as if the ship brought back
something with it,

a life force of some kind.

What are you telling me?
That this ship is alive?

You wanted an answer, and it's the
only one I've got.

No, what I want, Lieutenant, is to
survive the next 10 hours.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

PETERS: Justin?

Justin!

Justin!

(BANGING)

(BANGING CONTINUES)

(GASPS)

Did you hear that?
Did you hear that?

That sound.
What is it?

You heard it.
What did you hear?

What is it?
Peters, listen to me.

It's D.J., all right?

I didn't hear anything.
Neither of us heard anything.

So just calm down, all right? Okay.

Get your breath back.

Okay.

Now, tell me.

I was... (CRASHING)

(PETERS SCREAMING)

(BANGING)

PETERS: Make it stop!
Make it stop!

Open the door.

STARCK, move it.

No!

Weir, stop. Stop him!

STARCK:
What are you doing?

(WEIR GROANS)

In our current environment, Dr. Weir,
self-control is an asset.

(GROANS)

(ALARM BLARING)

What is it?

Um, the forward airlock.

Miller, Smith, Cooper,
anyone in the airlock?

MILLER:
That's a negative, STARCK.

Justin.

PETERS: Justin.
D.J.: Don't!

PETERS: Justin, no!

Justin, no!
Justin, open the door.

Miller, come in.

Miller, come in.
We have an emergency.

What's going on
in there, STARCK?

Justin's in the airlock.

Say again.

Justin is in the airlock
and he is not wearing a suit.

Shit. I'm on it.

As you were, sailor.

Skipper, you need me on this.

I need you right where you are.

He's engaged the override.

Can you shut it down?

I'll try.

Coming to him, STARCK.

Justin! Open this door, now!

MILLER:
STARCK, give me status.

You better hurry.
He's engaged the override

and we can't
open the inner door.

D.J.: I'll get the kit.

Justin, open the door!

Justin, open the door.

Did you hear it?

Keep him talking.

Yes. Yes, I heard it.

Do you know what it is?

It shows you things
horrible things.

What does?

The dark inside me
from the other place.

I won't go back there.
I won't.

No, baby bear.
Come on, open the door.

What's happening?

I don't think
she can talk him down.

She'd better.

If he opens the airlock,
he's going to turn inside out.

PETERS:
No. No, you stay with me.

STARCK:
Almost got it.

I've almost got it.

You stay with me, Justin.

Come on, now.
Open that door!

If you could see the things I've
seen, you wouldn't try to stop me.

No, that's not you talking.
That's not you talking.

That's it.
That's it, right there.

Open the door. Go for that button.
Come on.

Okay, okay.

(ALARM BLARING)
No!

(SCREAMING)

Captain, Justin just
activated the door.

It's on a 30-second delay.

MILLER: Justin!

COMPUTER VOICE: Stand by for
decompression in 25 seconds.

Where am I?

JUSTIN: Hey.
STARCK, get it fucking open!

Hey, open the door.
I can't.

The inner door won't open when the
outside door's been triggered.

It would decompress
the entire ship.

Oh, my God.
Mama bear, open the door.

Come on, please.

JUSTIN: Captain!

Patch me through to him.

Captain Miller, tell them
to open the door.

They can't do that, Justin.

I don't want to die in here.

You're not gonna die.

I want you to listen
to me very carefully,

and I'm gonna get
you out of there.

Oh, my God.

It's starting.
My eyes.

Don't think about them.
Shut them.

(JUSTIN SCREAMING) Just shut them as
tight as you can.

Five seconds.

MILLER: Tuck yourself into
a crouch position.

Make yourself into a ball now.

JUSTIN:
I can't breathe. Oh, God.

Oh, God, it hurts.

I want you to huff and puff and blow
all the air out of your lungs.

Do you hear me? All the air out of
your lungs, Justin.

(SCREAMING)

MILLER:
Do it, now!

(JUSTIN SCREAMING)

Okay, baby bear.

Got him. I got him.
Standby, people.

Standby.

(JUSTIN CHOKING)

We've got pressure.

PETERS: We're coming, Justin. We're
coming.

I'm going to need
five units here.

Hold his head still.

PETERS: Okay.

(COUGHING)

Give me some more mysoline, now.

One thing at a time,
let's keep him breathing.

PETERS: He's bleeding out. Pressure's
still dropping. Start the drip, 15 cc.

I've stopped the bleeding,
stabilized him best I can.

(SIGHING)

He won't be pretty,
but he should live,

if we make it back.
We'll make it.

STARCK, what's our time like?

002 levels will become toxic in four
hours.

All right.

Peters, we've got to find out what
happened to the other crew

before the same thing
happens to us.

Well, I can work on
the log on the bridge,

but I won't go back to medical.

Fine.

Yes, sir.

Justin said something about

"the dark inside me."

What's that mean?

Doctor?

I don't think it means anything.

MILLER: Don't you walk away
from me, Mister.

I'd like some answers, Doctor.

I'd like to know why one of my men
tried to commit suicide

by throwing himself
out of an airlock.

I'd like to know
what caused that noise.

Look, thermal changes
in the hull

could've caused the metal to expand
and contract rapidly

causing reverberations.
This is possible.

Bullshit! You built
this fucking ship.

You've given me
nothing but bullshit.

What do you want me to say?

You said the ship's drive creates a
gateway.

Yeah.
To what?

I don't know.
Where did it go?

Where did you send it?
I don't know.

Where has it been for the last seven
years?

Look, I don't know.

"I don't know," is not good enough,
Doctor.

You're supposed to be
the fucking expert.

I need answers.
That's your job.

Now, the other place,
where is that?

I don't know!
I don't know!

Look,

there's a lot of things happening
around here that I don't fully understand.

(STUTTERING)
I need time.

I see.

Well, that's exactly
what we don't have, Doctor.

CORRICK: Captain!

Don't leave me!

Don't leave me!

Please!

For God's sakes, help me!

(EXHALES)

It's in your head.

It's just in your head.

God help us.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

MILLER: I'm telling you,
it was his voice I heard.

He was calling to me.

A young bosun
named Eddie Corrick.

We served on
the Goliath together.

When the 02 tanks ruptured, four of
us made it to the lifeboat.

But Corrick was still
on board the Goliath

when the fire broke out.

You ever seen
fire in zero gravity?

It's beautiful.

It's like liquid.

It slides all over everything.

Comes up in waves.

And they just kept hitting him,

wave after wave.

He was screaming
for me to save him.

What did you do?

I did the only thing I could.

I closed the lifeboat hatch,
and I left him behind.

I swore I'd never
lose another man.

I've known you a long time.

You never told me that.

That's just it, D.J.,
I... I never told anybody.

But this ship knew about it.

It knows my fears.
It knows my secrets.

Gets inside your head,
and it shows you.

I wasn't going to tell you this.

I've been listening
to the distress signal.

And I, um...

I think I made a mistake
in the translation.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(SIGHS)

Go on.

I thought it said
"liberate me."

"Save me."

But it's not "me."

It's "liberate tutu me."

"Save yourself."

And it gets worse.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

There.

I think

that says "ex inferis."

"Save yourself

"from hell."

Look, if what
Dr. Weir tells us is true,

this ship has been beyond the
boundaries of our universe,

of known scientific reality.

Who knows where it's been,

what it's seen,

and what
it's brought back with it?

From hell.

You don't believe in
that kind of stuff, do you?

Whoever sent that message,
he sure believes in hell.

COOPER:
Captain Miller.

Whatever it is, Coop,
it better be good.

COOPER: Yes, sir.

Ready to repressurize the Clark and
get the hell out of here.

On my way.

MILLER: Come on, baby,
don't let me down.

Hello, baby. Papa's home.

SMITH:
She's holding.

Oh, Shit.

COOPER: Skipper, we're still venting
trace gasses.

Give me about 20 minutes
to plug the hole.

MILLER: Cooper,
you are the lifesaver.

20 minutes and we're underway.

Shit.

Got any coffee?

Yeah, but it's cold.

Great.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

STARCK.

Miller?

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(SPEAKING LATIN)

We're leaving.

No, we can't leave.

Our orders are specific.

Rescue the crew, salvage what's left
of the ship.

The crew is dead, Doctor.

Your ship killed them.

We came here to do a job.

We're aborting, Doctor!

STARCK, download the files from the
Event Horizon's computers.

D.J., I want you
to get Justin

prepped and ready to move him back to
the Clark.

There's stuff I wanna
get from medical.

We'd better move him in the tank. No
problem. Do it.

Peters.
Yes, sir.

I want you to get the CO2 scrubbers
back into the Clark.

Take Smitty with you.
Right.

WEIR: Captain.

Captain.

Don't do this.

It's done.

What about my ship?
You can't just leave her.

I have no intention of
leaving her, Doctor.

I will take the Lewis & Clark
to a safe distance

and then I will launch tac missiles
at the Event Horizon

until I'm satisfied she's vaporized.
Fuck this ship.

(GRUNTING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

Captain Miller, the bio-scan just
went off the scale.

It looks like the core

is draining power
from the rest of the ship.

Get the files. Vacate.

I want off this ship.

You can't leave.
She won't let you.

You just get your gear and get back
on the Lewis & Clark, Doctor

or you'll find
yourself walkin' home.

I am home.

PETERS: Let's go!

Ready?

D.J.: Shot.

PETERS:
Come on. Come on.

Ready?
Shot.

Shot Okay.

Peters, can we go? This place is
really freaking me out.

Yeah, you wanna breathe
on the way home.

No, I don't! Let's go!

Shit!

25.
Come on!

We need 25.
Peters!

Come on! Got it!

(BANGING)

(BANGING CONTINUES)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

Oh, no. Peters.

Oh, God.

CLAIRE: Billy.

Claire?

Claire.

It's me. I'm home.

I'm home.

I know I wasn't there
when you needed me,

and I'm sorry I...

I let my work come between us.

God, Claire, no.

I'm begging you, please.
Please, don't.

Not again, please.

I've been so...

I've been so...

CLAIRE: Billy.

It's all right.

I've been so alone.

You'll never be alone again.

You're with me now.
You're with me

and I have such wonderful,
wonderful things

to show you.

(SCREAMING)

Damn, I'm good.

Coop.

Coop, how long
are you going to take?

'Cause I've got to get
the hell out of here.

Look, you can kiss my ass, Smith,
'cause I'm done.

Just give me a second
to collect my tools

and we can get out of dodge.

Two minutes tops.

Roger that.

(BANGING)

SMITH: Weir.

Dr. Weir.

Weir!

Weir!

Dr. Weir, get your ass
back on board now!

Weir!

Shit.

Captain Miller, captain Miller, do
you copy? Over.

Captain Miller. Captain Miller, do
you copy? Over.

Go ahead, Smitty.

I've just seen Weir messing around on
the Clark, sir.

Standby, Smitty,
I wanna check something out.

Smith, get out of there.

Come again, sir?

One of the explosives
is missing from the corridor.

Weir might have
put it on the Clark.

No. No way.

No, no, sir, no way.

I've just put it
back together, sir.

Get off the Clark now, Smith!

Where the fucking hell are you?

Got you.

MILLER: Hang on, Smitty.
I'm coming!

(BEEPING)

(SHUDDERING)

No!

Shit!

COOPER: Shit!

Where the fuck am I going?

Why does this shit
got to happen to me?

Fuck.

All right, think, Coop.
Think. Think.

All right, all right, I got to get
back to the ship.

I got to get back to the ship, all
right.

I gotta blow my air tank.

I'll blow my air tank.

(HISSING)

All right. Fuck.

This better work.
This shit better work.

All right. Here I go.
All right.

(BEEPING)
One, two, three. Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Here I come, motherfuckers!

D.J.

What was that?

Clark's gone.

Smitty and Cooper are dead.

What? What the...

It was Weir. You spot him, you take
him out.

Understood.

Be careful, D.J.

Don't worry about Weir.

I'll take care of him.

(CHOKING)

D.J.?

(GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

MILLER:
D.J.? D.J., answer me!

(KNIFE CUTTING)

(GROANING)

MILLER: Okay, Dr. Weir.

(COCKING GUN) You don't wanna leave
your ship?

You never will.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

STARCK.

It's okay.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

Okay.

Easy.

Oh, my God.

What happened to your eyes?

Where we're going,
we won't need eyes to see.

What are you talking about?

I created the Event Horizon
to reach the stars.

But she's gone
much, much farther than that.

She tore a hole in our universe,

a gateway to another dimension.

A dimension of pure chaos,

pure evil.

When she crossed over,
she was just a ship.

But when she came back,

she was alive.

Look at her, Miller.

Isn't she beautiful?

Your beautiful ship
killed its crew, Doctor.

Well,

now she has another crew.

Now she has us.

What do you think
you're doing, Doctor?

You wanted to know
where the ship has been,

so now you'll find out.

(GRUNTING)

If you miss me,
you blow out the hull.

What makes you think I'll miss?

COOPER: That's right,
I'm back!

I'm... Oh, shit,
I can't stop. Hey!

Hey! Fuck.

(GRUNTING)

What? Who the fuck? Oh, Shit!

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING)

Miller!

(GRUNTING)

(WEIR SCREAMING)

Miller! Miller!

(ALARM BLARING)

Give me your hand!

(GRUNTING)

MILLER: Come on!

I can't!

I'm not leaving you.

(ALARM BLARING)

Forward airlock.

It can't be Weir.

I'm not taking any chances.

You watch your back.

Yo! Don't hit me.

STARCK: Cooper!

Take it off! Take it off!

I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.

You're okay. You're okay.
It's over.

No, it's not.

Weir's activated
the gravity drive.

We gotta shut it down.

How? The bridge is gone.
What about engineering?

You think you can shut it down from
there?

I don't know the process.
Dr. Weir was the expert.

I don't want to go where the other
crew went, okay?

I'd rather be dead.

Okay. Okay, we blow
the fucker up.

We blow it up?

Do like Weir said.
Blow the corridor,

separate us from
the rest of ship.

Use the foredecks as a lifeboat.

With any luck, TDRS will pick up our
emergency beacon.

We prep the gravity couches,
put ourselves in stasis

and standby for
a search and rescue team.

Meantime, I'm gonna go manually arm
these explosives.

Skipper, will this shit work?

It worked for Dr. Weir. You go
activate the emergency beacon.

You get back here double-quick.

Yes, sir.
I'll come with you.

You stay here. You prep the gravity
couches.

Miller.

Close this door
behind me, Lieutenant.

COMPUTER VOICE: Gateway opening in T
minus five minutes.

Emergency beacon activated.

Yes.

Blood?

Oh, fuck me.

Fuck me.

STARCK!

(SCREAMING)

STARCK!

Run!

COMPUTER VOICE: Gateway opening in T
minus three minutes.

Detonator release is authorized.

The main corridor is now armed.

We're armed.
She's ready to blow.

I repeat, we are armed.
She's ready to blow.

Miller. Miller,
can you hear me?

We have to get out of here now.

(FIRE RUMBLING)

You let me burn.

COMPUTER VOICE: Gateway opening in T
minus two minutes.

CORRICK: Miller.

(MILLER SCREAMING)

(MILLER COUGHING)

CORRICK:
You left me behind.

No, you're not Edmund Corrick.

I watched him die.

Weir?

(CHUCKLING)

The ship brought me back.

I told you
she won't let me leave.

She won't let anyone leave.

Did you really think
you could destroy this ship?

She's defied space and time.

She's been to a place you couldn't
possibly imagine.

And now

it is time to go back.

I know, to hell.

You know nothing.
Hell is only a word.

The reality is much, much worse.

Now let me show you.

Help me!

(SCREAMING)

No!

No.

You see?

They're not dead.
They're not dead.

Not yet.

(YELLING)

You won't take my crew.

(SCREAMING)

(MILLER GRUNTING)

They're not your crew anymore.

They belong to the ship.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Gateway opening.

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

MILLER: Take me.

You take me.
You leave them alone.

No. There is no escape.

The gateway is open

and you are all coming with me.

Do you see?

Do you see?

Do you see?

Yes,

I see.

No!

(EXPLOSION)

Miller.

MAN: This is rescue one. We have
contact.

Approaching the wreckage
of the Event Horizon.

Prepare to board.

I'm entering the grav couch bay.

It doesn't appear to have been
damaged in the explosion.

There appear to be
three survivors,

Cooper, Justin,
Lieutenant STARCK.

Justin seems to have suffered
massive injuries

but he's still alive.

The grav couches
still have power.

I'm opening the first tank now.

(GASPING)

It's all right.
It's okay.

You're safe now.

Justin, Cooper.

They're fine.
They're with us.

They're with us.

(SCREAMING)

COOPER: STARCK. STARCK.

Stay calm. It's all right.

Calm down, it's me.

Breathe deeply.

STARCK.
Breath deeply.

It's the rescue team.
I need a sedative here, now!

I got you, STARCK.
I got you.

It's okay.

I need a sedative here, now!

STARCK, it's the rescue team.
We're safe.

Okay, okay, I need it now!

COOPER:
We're safe.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)