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[P.A.] Attention,
ladies and gentlemen.

For your own safety,
we'd like to remind you

not to leave anything
unattended today.

[P.A.]
Your attention, please.

[announcements continue
indistinctly]

[tone chimes]

[P.A.] May I have
your attention, please?

[announcements continue
indistinctly]

Yeah, honey, I should be
down in just a moment.

The plane just landed.

[heart beating]

MAN: You gotta
be kidding me.

Restricted items?
That's ridiculous.

AGENT: Sir, I need you
to calm down.

I know what I'm
allowed to bring in.

I've read these rules
and regulations
a million times.

I missed you
so much.

You're my angel.

[voices overlapping
and echoing]

What do you mean,
flight's delayed?

I don't care about
seeing the port.

Well, that was
Big Ben in Europe.

Who cares?
What's going on?

Can someone tell me?
[heart beating]

[announcement echoing]

Babe, you need
to chill.

Let me speak
to your supervisor.

So why did you
even bother coming?

[heartbeat thumping]

[heartbeat racing]

[heartbeat stops]

[bones crackling]

[woman panting]

[growl]

[women screaming]
Run.

[growls]

[howls]

[snarls]

[growls]

[crowd screaming]

[roars]

[sirens blaring]

Surround the perimeter.
Go! Go! Go!

[police dispatch chatter]

[crowd screaming]

[screams]

Go! Go! Go!

[gunfire]

[roar]

[canine snarls]

[screams]

[heart beating]

[snarling]

[heart beating]

[roars]

[snarling]

[screams]

[roars]

When did it happen?

Started around
8:30 this morning,
Mr. President,

and it's still happening.

Contact General Monning
at SOCOM.

He's already
been sent in, sir,

along with detachments
from the 75th Ranger Regiment

and the 24th STS.

We've also
contacted USAMRIID.

All units,
I want every entrance
and exit sealed.

No one gets out.

That means
every damn tunnel,

doorway, skyway
and jetway.

[screaming continues]

[alarm blaring]

[screams]

[instruments beeping]

Major Hoffman, sir,

there's been
an attack on JFK.

What's the chemical agent?

Well, we--we don't
really know, sir.

The Army's
dropping in men.

But, look, sir,
the reports

coming in
are unbelievable.

There's a chopper
standing by
right now

to take you
to New York.

Okay. Well,
you hold down the fort, Rog.
Thanks, man.

[radio]
...deemed a suspicious
person. 24-23-5.

7-8-3-5. Code 6.

[radio]
Colonel Falcons,
come in.

Yes, sir.

We don't know what
we're dealing with yet,

so I want you
to use gas only.

Keep the casualties
to a minimum.

Yes, sir.

Take us down.

[growling]

[dripping]

[beeping]

[heartbeat slowing]

COL. FALCONS:
Gas detonated, General.

Good. Standing by.

[crowd clamoring]

[chanting]
Let them go!

Let them go! Let them go!

Let them go!
Let them go!

Let them go! Let them go!

[crowd faintly
clamoring outside]

Name and age?

Listen to me. This--

This is my fault.

Name and age, ma'am?

It doesn't matter
what my damn name is.

I was bitten by a wolf.

I want you to calm down.

Listen to me.

My name is
Donna Voorhees.

I'm 28 years old.

I--I was bitten.

I know. I know everybody
who was bitten.

I want you to take this.
It's gonna keep your
heart rate down.

[crowd clamoring]

SOLDIER: Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What do you want?
What do you want?

You can't do this.
Get down.

I'm an American citizen!
I have rights!

[heartbeat pounding]
On the ground now!

Get down, or we
will shoot you!

[bones crackling]
Hands up!

Now! On the ground!

[groans]

[growls]

You don't understand.

It--It was before any of--
[growl]

[growling]

[roaring]

[crowd silent]

Tag him. Get him inside.

Let's go, people!
Keep it moving!

Did they kill it?

No, of course not.

Now take this.

Your right arm,
please.

This is
your microchip.

It's for your safety
as well as ours.

Now just hang in there.

Next.

SOLDIER: Keep it moving.

Let's go! Let's go!

This ain't no parade.
Come on.

[heart beating]

Keep it going.
Keep it going.

On your feet,
sweetheart.

I'm sorry. I think the pills--

I said up!

Ohh!
Get your hands off me!

MAJ. HOFFMAN:
Stand down, Corporal!

Did you hear me?

I said stand down.

[heartbeat slows]

Are you okay?

All right, come on.
Let's get you someplace
where you can lie down.

I see you mistreating
these patients again,
Parkins,

and I will have
your court-martialed

so fast
your head will spin.

Do you
understand me?

Yes, sir.

We need to keep
these people calm,

keep their heart rates down
and keep everybody safe.

[sighs] Come on.

Thank you, Captain.

You okay?

Um...
All right.

Steady as she goes.

Here we go. Okay.

Lay back.

There you go.

Just relax, okay?

Look at that.

So you're a dog lover,
too, huh?

I was.

I have some
mixed feelings now.

[laughs]
Yeah.

I'm, um,
a wildlife photographer.

Oh, yeah?

Mm.
That's neat.

What's your specialty?

Well, uh, don't worry,

'cause you're gonna
be back at it soon.

We're gonna
get this thing
under control,

and we're gonna get
all you people here back
to your lives, okay?

Can you cure it?

Well, to be
honest with you,
we're in the dark.

And I'd be lying to you
if I said it wasn't
gonna take some time,

but, uh, the first thing
we gotta do

is find out
where it came from.

Like a...

Patient Zero?

That's exactly right.

It was...

before...

th-the--the airport...

my bite.

You okay?

[helicopter blades whirring]

Name and age, please.

You can call me Susan
if it makes you happy.

Sir, we're just
trying to help.

Great. Then you can start
with these damn restraints.

Hammond.
Carl Hammond, 33.

Your arm, please,
Mr. Hammond.

You get off on this...

huh? Locking us
up in here

like animals,
experimenting on us.

[chuckles]

I'll bet you're
all excited, right?

General, Major Hoffman
to see you, sir.

Thank you, Captain.

General Monning, sir.

Major Hoffman.

It's been a while, sir.

It has, indeed.

Still working
with terrorists?

I beg your pardon?

Key suspect of the 2001
anthrax attacks

was a USAMRIID
scientist, was he not?

That's right, sir,

and I'm the one
who reported him.

You trusted a man
with all the poison
in that place,

and people died.

We can't
have that here.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

I trust my men
with my life.

You know why?

They've earned it.

Well, sir, maybe you
could trust your men

to use a little
common sense when handling
the contagious.

They've been provoking them.
You play football, Major?

Sir?

Junior year
in high school,

our team
finished dead last
in the division.

Our coach
would come in
after every game,

slap us on the back
and say, "We'll get
'em next time."

Next year, in came
this real mean
son of a bitch,

kicked our ass
every day,

and you know
what happened?
No, sir.

We won
the state title.

You see, that coach
understood the need
for discipline.

We're not talking
about football players here.

They're casualties,

236 of them,

another 150
in body bags.

I'm highly aware
of that, sir.

And are you aware
of the capabilities

of these creatures?
Yes, but--

You know if one of them
bites you in the arm,

puts the saliva in you,
you end up here.

If it happens
to tear out your throat

or chomp down
on an artery,

you end up
in the ground.

I regret having
to infringe on their
civil liberties. I do,

but our duty is
to defend this nation

and our citizens
from all threats.

And that is exactly
my point, sir.

The calmer we keep them,
the better it is
for everybody.

I'll be sure
to brief my men

on the proper
security procedures.

That's my job.

And you concentrate
on your job,

fluffing pillows and
changing bedpans.

Yes, sir, and I'm also
heading up the CDC
search for a cure,

and I'm reporting
directly to the President--

You can oversee
all you like.

Just remember
your rank here, Major.

Heh.

Heh.

Relax, Hoffman.

We're in this
together.

I'd like to start
with the airport, sir.

If we're lucky,
perhaps some of
the surveillance cameras

picked up the first--
[roaring]

[prisoners screaming]

Report.

Falcons, come in.

Where'd it go?

All right. There's
no bullets unless it's
completely necessary.

Remember they're
human beings.

Man, how'd this happen?

Oh, my God.

Sweet Jesus.
[roars]

[screaming]

That's enough, Colonel.

I said that's enough!

That is a human being,
remember?

That man just
killed four people.
Remember that, Major.

I--I couldn't help...

You know, I should--
I should report you.

GEN. MONNING:
Colonel Falcons,
come in.

Falcons here.
Tell me you got it.

We got it.

Good man.

Bring it downstairs.

Right away.

[wind blowing]

[gasping]

GEN. MONNING:
You killed four of my men,
Mr. Hammond.

Who's there?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean
to kill 'em.

I understand.

Don't like it,
but I understand.

Self-preservation,

the instinct
of every living
organism on Earth.

A computer,

on the other hand,
lacks instinct,

and yet we rely
on them to fight
our wars.

My point is we depend
too much on technology.

Human error can be
just as dangerous, sir.

Oh, don't get me wrong,
Falcons.

There's a time and place
for machines,

but at the end of the day,

it's boots on the ground
that win wars.

What do you
want from me?

I want you to serve
your country, son.

Bring him in.

W-What in the hell
is going on in here?

Let's see
how tough you are.

Administer the serum.

What's that for, sir?

[heartbeat racing]

Let's see what
these things can do.

[both roaring]

[chuckles]

Ooh.

[snarling]

Oh.

[howls]

[roars]

[bones crackling]

[coughs]

Mr. Hammond.

I had a feeling
about him.

Count yourselves lucky,
men.

You're witnessing
a new era,

the most significant
advance in warfare
since the Predator drone.

Put it down.

[gunshot]

Transmission
occurs through saliva,
not by blood,

so anyone with
a nonlethal bite wound

becomes
immediately infected,

and as soon as
their heart rate spikes,
they become feral

and lash out
at anyone in their way.

GEN. MONNING:
You believe
there's a cure?

Theoretically
we can synthesize one

if we have antibodies
to use as a blueprint.

If we can find
Patient Zero,

they may have
that blueprint.

Excuse me, General.

Could I, uh, have a word
with you, sir?

Of course, Major.

Uh, in private.

Excuse me.

I just saw a man
in the coroner's office

who had his throat
torn out.

That was
Mr. Hammond's work,

the man you
chased down earlier.

He attacked again,
and we had to act.

Both men were killed
in the process.

Well, I'd really
like to see that
surveillance tape.

Of course, Major.

Meanwhile, I'm gonna
go down to the airport.

With any luck,
perhaps I can identify
Patient Zero.

Excuse me.

Major Hoffman,
Dr. Ellen Gordon, CDC.

Nice to meet you.
Would you please look

for any signs
of anxiety or
erratic behavior

among passengers
in the security footage?

That seems to be
the primary indicator

of an impending
morphosis.

Start in Customs.

Witnesses report
seeing the first
attacks here.

Okay. Thank you, Doctor.

Thank you.

General.
Mm-hmm.

We don't want
to keep you from
your work, Doctor.

Yes, sir.

You see, Colonel?

Men like Hoffman,

all they want
is reassurance

that we're all
on the same side.

But, sir, are you sure
we want a cure?

It'll be produced
on a mass scale.

Only if its discovery
got out.

I'd be more than happy
to keep Hoffman quiet.

He's just doing his job.

He just wants
to understand

the canines' origins
and behavior.

I want to see if they
can track a target.

I think this
little excursion of his

may present us all
with an opportunity
to get what we want.

Like I said,

cooperation.

[helicopter whirring]

[radio dispatch chatter]

Major Hoffman,
USAMRIID.

What the hell?

Major Hoffman.

Max Stevens,

Director
of Border Customs
and Security at JFK.

Would you, uh,
come with me,
please?

One of those things
got into

the surveillance hub
and destroyed the place,

so security cameras
are useless,

but I got
something better.

These haven't even
been made public yet.

We're the first
to install them
after Dubai.

Check it out.

Wow.

Oh, yeah.

That is incredible.

You can see every hair,

every wrinkle,
every detail.

And this, this happened
before the attack?

4 1/2 minutes before.

Unfortunately,
this was the next.

[sighs]

See, the system
only takes an image
every five minutes,

so by the time
it took this one,

the outbreak
had already started.

Every detail.

Could you go back
to the last image?

[image pulses]

[image pulsing]

Wow.

Recognize her?

Yeah, it's that
wildlife photographer.

Think there's any chance
the camera survived?

[scoffs]
You kidding me?

That's
professional-grade
Japanese engineering.

That thing
is built for the field.

It'll take a licking
and keep on ticking.

You have it?

Yeah. I got it.

Come on.

SLR's a good camera.

There's 10 times
the resolution of
most point-and-shoots.

Of course, most people
don't realize that.

I can't tell you
how many things
get left behind

when people are trying
to make a flight,

as if it's
worth losing 2K
on a laptop.

This is like my own
Fort Knox in here.
Let's see.

Photography.

Ah, here we go.

Eh,
hardly a scratch.

Thanks. [clears throat]

[helicopter whirring]

Need another look?

I got it.

Then you have
your mission.

I get this done,

you'll keep
your word, right?

Absolutely.

Your family
will be transferred

from Wards
to a private facility.

Look at this.

You see that?

That's the day
before JFK.

Heh. It happened before.

Huh?

Look, that's what she
was trying to tell me.

She got bitten before
she got to the airport.

General, Hoffman here.

I think we found
Patient Zero.

Her name's
Donna Voorhees.

Time to go to work.

[heartbeat pounding]

Now!

We know she came in
on Canadian...

[snarling]

Stop!

I don't want to kill you.

[clears throat]

Okay?

I don't want to hurt you.

Just you stay calm.

[grunting]

Now listen to me.

There's still part of you
that's human.

You understand that?

[growls]

Good.

So you're the one
who's in control here.

Okay?

Okay?

You stay calm.

[growls]

No!

[groaning]

[bones crackling]

[wind blowing]

General,
Hoffman's still alive.

Could you do me a favor

and find out
everything you can
about Donna Voorhees--

where she came from,
where she went,

who she might have
come in contact with?

What are you
looking for?

Well, I need
solid evidence
that she was bitten

before she walked
into that terminal.

Gotta make sure
no one else
was infected.

You got it.

All right.
Thank you.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's a black wolf.

They're very rare,

most common
in North America,

uh, the result
of domesticated dogs
mating with feral wolves.

Early Canadian settlers,

they thought
they were wolfmen.

Okay, so we have
this wildlife
photographer...

Right. So she
goes to Canada.

She takes a picture
of a wolf.

Obviously she gets
a little too close.

Bites her, and she gets
back on the plane.

She travels
back to New York,

ends up infecting
the whole damn airport.

I uploaded an image
on the, uh, system mainframe.

If I'm right,
it should be our girl.

General, I put a call in
to the White House--

Let's not jump
the gun, Hoffman.

Wait. Wait. What?

We need to get
our facts lined up.

If you're right
about Voorhees,

the President will be
the first to know.

But, General,
there's--

I think it's time we
called the White House

and let them know
that Major Hoffman can
no longer be trusted.

Mr. Taylor.
Yes, sir.

Get DOD
on the line.

Get me
Secretary Woods.

Right away, sir.

Find this girl.

Yes, sir.

MAN: You kidding?
They ain't never
letting us out.

They want to study us,
make us turn canine.

They want to tinker with us,
and before you know it,

they'll want to breed us.

This is a risky play,
General.

Great risk yields
great reward,
Mr. Secretary.

Our forces
are overextended
and underfunded.

The potential edge
these creatures provide

could ensure
our national security
for decades,

and the applications
are limitless.

I certainly hope you know
what you're doing, Chris,

because if we lose control
of this thing,

it'll make smallpox
look like a bad rash.

We are taking
every precaution.

What about the CDC
and USAMRIID?

Dr. Gordon and
her people are
in line for now.

But Major Hoffman,
on the other hand...

Do we have
the image yet?

Yes, sir. Putting it
on-screen now.

[radio chatter]

Have you guys
seen this woman?

Perfect.
Mr. Compassion.

That way?

Target located.

Tranquilizers only.

We need her alive.

[panting]

[heart beating]

[heartbeat racing]

[bones crackling]
Out of the way!

[roaring]

[prisoners screaming]

Subject just headed
north into the park.

I want the whole place
on lockdown.

She's about 300 yards
out in front of you,

headed into the trees.

Take it around the back.
We'll cut her off
at the other end.

Right! To the right!

Get us close.

Ho ho ho.

[roars]

Gotcha!

[roars]

[roars]

[snarling]

[growls]

Hit her
with the nets.

[growling]

[screaming]

Hit her.

That's enough.

General...

Patient Zero.

MAX: Donna Voorhees,

four weeks ago,
she chartered a plane

from Vancouver to
a remote part of Iquani
National Park.

It's in the Yukon.

12 days ago, she flew in
from Yellowknife.

She passed through
a full body scan
in Toronto

before she boarded
Canadian Airline
flight 323 to JFK

and landed
at 8:05 A.M.

MAJ. HOFFMAN:
Anything off the body scan?

No. I'm, uh, checking.

I'm waiting for it
to upload.

DR. GORDON: Her body
underwent complete
transformation--

skeletal system,
organs, DNA,
everything--

mutating
into a canine form,

at which point
she began attacking
those around her.

Within 23 minutes,
236 people

had been infected
with the virus.

What we rendered
here is a simulation

of the antibody
detecting, then
attaching itself

to the lupine
antigen.

This is what
should happen.

If the wolf host
passed the antibodies
into the subject,

then the composition
should be identical.

This is what we
actually observed

from Patient Zero's
blood earlier
this morning.

She doesn't hold
the antibodies.

No, sir.

We've been wasting
our time.

DR. GORDON:
On the contrary, sir.
She's invaluable,

for research,
observation.

What are you doing?
Put her down.

What?!
Whoa, whoa, whoa. General,

this is way out of line.
She's a threat.

Oh, that's right,
Hoffman.

You have trouble
spotting threats.

Perhaps we should
let her live

long enough to carry
the virus out
of this place,

like your USAMRIID
scientist did.

This is different.
She's an innocent civilian.

I'm warning you
to stand down.

You have no
authority here.

No?

What about the President
of the United States?

You're only making
things worse for
yourself, Major.

The White House
is not gonna listen

to someone
they believe
to be infected.

I told them you
contracted the virus

while searching
the airport.

What is wrong with you?

General, please,
listen to me.

You don't want
to do this.

She is our
only connection
to the wolf host.

Believe me,
we need her alive.

General Monning.
What is it?

There's
a Max Stevens
outside from JFK,

says he
needed to speak
to Major Hoffman.

You know
this man?

Yeah, I do.

Then bring him in.

MAN: It ain't right,

rounding us up
in this prison,

treating us like a bunch
of damn lab rats.

No one is going
to help us.

We have to take matters
into our own hands.

We outnumber them
10 to 1.

It's time
we do something.

[prisoners scream]

What is it?

Ah. Whoa.

It's her.

Uh, Major Hoffman
had me do some, uh,

legwork
on Ms. Voorhees,
and, uh,

well, I--I got
something better.

I have a full body scan
of Ms. Voorhees
from Toronto.

DR. GORDON:
May I?

Yeah.
Thank you.

She's got
the host DNA
inside of her.

GEN. MONNING:
A tooth.

A tooth from the host
could contain
the antibodies.

[alarm blaring]

She's bradycardic!

Don't touch her.
You're crazy!

Curable lupine
won't be a threat.

You want to use
those things as weapons?

Can you imagine
training them--

the heightened senses
and strength
of the animal,

the intellect
of a man?

We need a cure, yes,

but locked in a vault
in the Pentagon

so our enemies
can't use it against us.

Sit down, Mr. Stevens.

We don't need her.

You turn those creatures
loose on the battlefield,

and that virus
will spread around the globe
like wildfire.

Anybody who's attacked

will carry the virus out
with him.

Not if each bite
carries with it
a neurotoxin,

an injected neurotoxin
that only our wolves
are immune to.

You're gonna make
them more deadly.

[flatline tone sounding]

You can't just
let her die.

She'll talk.

She'll talk to us.

And we need
to confirm the link.

We could be wrong
about the tooth,

just like we
were wrong about
the antibodies

being in her blood.

General, please,
listen to me.

She's our
only connection
to the host.

She can
tell us where
she last saw it,

where it lives.

If you kill her,

we'll have
absolutely nothing.

Go ahead.

She's not breathing.

Give me
one milligram
of epinephrine.

She's V-fib.

I'm gonna
have to shock her.

[paddles whine]

Clear.

[monitor beeps,
tone resumes]

[paddles whining]

Clear.

[monitor beeping]

[tone resumes]

[paddles whine]

Clear.

[monitor beeping]

She's stabilizing.

Get the tooth, now.

I have to cut
into her arm.

The teeth is lodged
beneath her tendons.
Then do it.

Scalpel.

[heart beating]

[heart pounding]

[bones crackling]

[roars]

[howling]

[bones crackling]

[growling]

[screams]

General,
we need to go now.

[snarling]

[gasping]

Hey.

[growling]

It's okay.

What the hell
are you doing?

It's okay.

Shh.

Just trust me, okay?

Don't move.

My name's Brian.

We're here
to protect you, Donna.

Good.

We're gonna take care
of you now, okay?

It's gonna be all...

[bones crackling]

I'll be damned.

[howling]

[growling]

[metal pounding,
claws clattering]

[growling]

[howl]

Get QRF rolling,
priority one containment.

Mayday, mayday.
This is an emergency
broadcast from Wards Island.

Patients have breached
the compound and are
infiltrating Manhattan.

They've taken canine form

and considered
extremely dangerous.

I don't care
how bad this sucks.

We've got an IPO
bake-off on Friday,

and I need you
on this pitch.

One more complaint
out of you,

you--
[snarling]

Got it.
[clears throat]

Mr. President,

we need to get you
to a secure location.

We've lost containment
on Wards Island.

What happened?

Canines have
escaped, sir.

They're sweeping south
into Manhattan.

No, sir.
No, that is not true.

He only wants you
to think we're infected

to keep us
out of the way.

Now, look, you have
to trust me on this.

Look, sir, he has
taken matters completely
into his own hands.

No. Mr. President,
no, sir.

Don, with all
due respect,

I will not
turn myself in.

You just hung up
on the President.

Yeah, well, New York
City's being torn
apart as we speak.

I can't just
sit around and
do nothing.

Okay, Donna.
Donna, here.

I want you to keep this on.
It's gonna monitor
your pulse.

Whatever you do,
don't let it go above 150.

Look, we'll explain
all this to you
later, okay?

Monning's probably
got a hit squad

on the way
as we speak.

We gotta get
off this island
now, all right?

Let's go.
Let's go.

Come on.

[gunshot]
[screams]

Get down.

DONNA: Why are they
trying to kill us?

You may have
the cure in your arm,

and if the General
has his way about it,

no one will ever
know it exists.

Okay, look, we gotta
get off this island

and get that tooth out
of your arm, all right?

Now stay low, and go.

Go!

Have a unit
sent to Wards.

Tell them to arrest
Major Hoffman

and Dr. Gordon
on sight.

Yes, Mr. President.

[sirens blaring]

[claws clattering]

Oh, my God.

[growling]

General, They're heading
southbound,

heading right toward
Central Park.

We've contacted
the Secretary of Defense.

We've been told
to shut down the bridges
and quarantine the city.

GEN. MONNING:
Good work, Simms.

What about
the tracking system?

We're loading up
their GPS signal.

I'll let you know
when it's up
and running.

My God.

The wolves are gonna
tear the city apart

trying to find
a way out.

Our people aren't
gonna let that happen.

This is
all my fault.

If I'd have
just come clean
in the beginning,

none of this
would have happened.

It's okay.

Like hell, it is!
People are dying.

Get this thing
out of my arm.

DR. GORDON: I will.

Got a secure place
in mind?

University.

It'll have
everything I need.

So how the hell are
we gonna get there?

One of those.

Isn't this electric?

MAJ. HOFFMAN:
Come on, stand back.

Now what?

We zip-line.

[growling]

[growling slows]

[snarling]

Okay, well,
here goes nothing.

Relax, Major.

I don't think
I can do this.

You'll be fine as long
as you're not connected
to the ground.

Oh, boy.

[beeping]

Just do what I do.

Are you sure
you're gonna be okay?

I'll be fine.

Great. She photographs
killer wolves.
She bungee jumps.

Anything else
you want to tell us
about yourself?

[beeping]

No way.

[screams]

[gunfire]

Let's go!
Get to the boat!

Come on.
[gunfire]

Taylor, shut down
the fences

at the northwest
corner, now!

Yes, sir.

Cut power
to zone two now.

Okay?
Yeah.

We got company.

Marine craft on
the starboard side.

Shut down
your engines
immediately,

and prepare
to be boarded.

Move up next to them.

Stay down.
Hold on tight.

Stay in front.

Hang on.

Turn!

COL. FALCONS:
Damn it!

[siren blaring]

Hold on.

Mr. President,
Manhattan's quarantined,

but the canines
are still spreading
across the island.

Why is the gas
ineffective now
when it worked at JFK?

JFK was an enclosed
environment, sir.

They're out
in the open now.

Mr. President,
they're moving
into Central Park.

We need to give
our troops an answer.

We have a go.

Lethal force
has been authorized.

Talk to me.

COL. FALCONS:
We lost her, sir,

west
of Roosevelt Island.

Ah, don't worry.
I've got her.

I'm on my way.

Sir, we just
received authorization
from the President.

It's about time.

Light 'em up.

[sirens blaring]

I got 'em. Headed south
through the trees,
coming at you.

[Growl/ snarling]

Okay, men!

Here we go.

Stand by to fire!

[Growl]

Fire!

[gunfire echoing]

Wait. F-Fall back.

How long
before we get
to the university?

Oh, about 15 minutes
from here.

We don't have
that much time.

Can I ask you
a question?

Why did
that wolf bite you?

I saw your pictures
of the black wolf,

but why did it
bite you?

You ever look
a predator in the eyes?

As a matter of fact,
I have.

I guess I wanted to know
how close I could get.

Well, you got about
as close as you can,

'cause now you
are one with him,
literally.

I gotta
get us a ride.

Get out.

Go.

We have a visual
on the pack,

headed south on Fifth
just below us.

Permission to engage?

Copy that.
Permission granted.

[machine gun firing]

[machine gun firing]

Holy...

They're on West 37th,

headed towards Broadway.

Okay, Brian,
you better start
talking to me.

What did you mean
when you said

that our guys
wouldn't let the wolves
pass the city boundaries?

After JFK,
the powers that be

decided that if
the virus ever spread
into a populated area,

it would be
too great a risk,

so they put
an operation in place
to eradicate it.

How?

They can't be serious.

Damn.

Hold on!

Go! Go! Go!

DONNA: How did
they find us?

DR. GORDON: The chip!
What chip?!

The tracking chip
in your arm.

Every patient
got one.

Here they come. Come on.

Hold on.

Hold on. I'm going to
try to lose him.

Oh!

Oh, my God.
Whoa!

[horn honks]

[Gunshot]

No!

[heartbeat racing]

[heartbeat slowing]

Let me go!

Get the girl
in the jeep

and the doctor.
No!

Come in, General.

Go ahead, Colonel.

We got the girl, sir,
and the doctor.

Hoffman's dead.

Get 'em back
to Wards.

Yes, sir.

Colonel Falcons,
make it quick.

The city doesn't
have much longer.

The canines have
made their way south
into southern Manhattan.

It's only a matter
of time before they

make their way
off the island.

The 1918
influenza pandemic

killed an estimated
90 million people
in just over a year.

Now, if we do
not contain
this lupine virus,

it could infect
the entire United States
within 72 hours,

within two weeks,

the entire
Western Hemisphere.

You're talking about
one of the greatest cities
in the world,

killing almost
2 million people,

our citizens,

just--just
wiping them out.

Sir, if we don't act,

this virus
could wipe out
the entire human race,

and without a cure,

eradication is
your only option.

Sir, the operation
would be quick
and efficient.

We take out
all bridges

and tunnels
surrounding
the city,

effectively
sealing it off,

then deliver
the payload,

a series of
fuel-air explosives

detonated
over the island.

Sir, if we're
going to act,

now's the time.

Heavy is the head
that wears the crown.

I pray that the souls

of these brave Americans
be at peace...

and that history bear the
necessity of this greatest
obligation.

Do it.

[distant sirens blaring]

[helicopters whirring]

[howling, snarling]

They're pulling out.

Patient Zero,
you've led us
on a merry chase.

Time to get that tooth.

I'm gonna make it
my personal mission
to see to it

that you are charged
with everything
you deserve, Monning--

mutiny, torture, murder.

History will remember
you as nothing more

than a common thug
with a gun.

That's a sacrifice
I'm willing to make

for the country
I've sworn to protect.

There won't be
a country to protect!

If the pack breaks
the city boundaries,

the infection will
spread out of control.

There will be
no stopping it.

They won't
get out of the city.

I promise you.

GEN. MONNING:
You've got
10 minutes, Doctor.

[monitor beeping]

This isn't
gonna hurt you.

It's gonna be okay.

I know. I trust you.

The antibodies.

I have to close.

The antibodies,
Doctor.

You've got
five minutes.

[snarling]

The canines are heading
for Brooklyn Bridge.

Donna, put pressure
on this.

Ticktock,
Doctor.

[pouring]

[blood drips]

Whatever happens,

I know it's
not your fault.

How long
for the antibodies

to react
to the virus?

Recognition varies,
depending on the virus.

We've never done anything
like this before.

[heart beating faster]

Wait!

[sighs]

The vial,
Doctor.

Donna.

The vial,
Doctor.

We have the cure.

[groans]

[snarling]

Move.

Sitrep?
What's going on
out there?

Let's go.
They're not
going anywhere.

Lift exploded, sir.

Hoffman.

[groaning]

Donna.

Donna, can you sit up?

I don't know
how we're gonna
get out of here.

[clattering]

Brian.

You okay?
Thank God.

I've got it, Brian.
It worked.

Great.

Yeah.

All right, guys.

Come on. We gotta
get out of here.

GEN. MONNING:
You're not leaving
the island

with that tooth,
Hoffman.

You got 10 seconds
to come out,

or we start shooting.

Kill us, and you'll
never find it.

1, 2,

3, 4, 5,

6, 7,

8, 9--

All right, Monning.

All right.

You want the cure,
you got it.

Just let the women go.

You first, Hoffman.

Heh.

Get back!

[click]

[snarling]

[screams]

[knife clatters]

Where's Monning?

Dog food.

You still
got the tooth?

Got it.

All right.

Let's get off this
damn island, huh?

[snarling]

Ares Command,
Stallion is rolling.

Stallion is airborne.

Time on target--
one, two minutes.

We need to get
to USAMRIID

to replicate
the cure.

Can you fly?

Well, it's been
a while,

but I think
we should be okay.

Sit down,
and hold tight.

[snarling]

[alarms blaring]

You okay back there?

Ohh! We're not
gonna make it.

Hold on!

Brace yourself!

Situation update? Over.

Ares Command,
this is Stallion One.

IP reached.

Commencing bomb run.

T-minus six minutes.

[metal creaking]

Brian!

I'm gonna recommend
to the FAA

that they have
your pilot's license revoked.

[snarling]

[Donna screaming]

Valkyrie Flight Control,
proceed to targets.

You are cleared
to engage.

Good copy.
Inbound to targets.

Primary in 30 seconds.

[snarling]

[growling]

Valkyrie Flight,
tally-ho.

Engaging targets now.

Control,
two direct hits on target.

I say again--
two direct hits.

Valkyrie Lead,
Manhattan Bridge locked.

Firing.

Secondary target
engaged and destroyed.

[panting]

[winces]

[wolf whistle]

Chew on this,
you mother...

Ares Command,
this is Stallion One.

Commencing
weapons check.

What goes around
comes around, huh?

No.

I guess
I deserved it.

Don't say that.

You're gonna be okay.

Let them know...

Let...

Let everyone know...

I'm sorry
I didn't...

I'm sorry, too, Donna.

We have to go.

Target Quebec bravo locked.

Firing.

Oh My God.
We're too late.

They're just
taking out the bridges.

We can still
save the city.

We just have to let them
know we have the cure.

We gotta go now.

Control,
where's our air support?

Razorback 6-4,
hold position.

Good copy, Valkyrie.
Proceed to target
whiskey India.

Wards Island Bridge
locked. Firing.

I've got the tooth.
Let's go.

Target Romeo foxtrot kilo
locked. Firing.

Ares Command,
this is Stallion One.

We are weapons hot.

9-0 seconds to release.

Stallion Two,
weapons hot.

Stay down, Doctor.

Hello, NORTHCOM,
come in.

Identify yourself.

This is Major Brian Hoffman

calling you
from Wards Island.

I have an EAM
for the President
of the United States.

I repeat... I have
a vital message
for the President.

We need to abort
the mission.

60 seconds to drop.

I have the antibodies
for the lupine virus.

We need to call off
the bombing now!

Move way!
Coming through!

Get out of the way!

Sir, we have
an authentic
emergency action message

coming through NORTHCOM.

Well, patch it through.

Ramp down.

30 seconds to drop.

Identify yourself.

It's Hoffman, sir.

We have the cure
to lupine

in our possession.

Brian,
where are you?

I'm on RFK Bridge.

We have the cure
to the virus. Over.

20, 19, 18...

How do I know
you're not just trying
to save your own ass?

You know me
well enough to know

that I'd give my life
to stop a contagion.

Mr. President, please.

We scraped the antibodies
from the canine tooth

that we dug out
of Patient Zero's arm.
10 seconds, Mr. President.

You lose us,
and you lose the cure.

Five seconds, sir.

3, 2, 1.

Abort.

Damn! I already
dropped it!

Package released.

Impact in 1-3 seconds.

Stallions One and Two,
return to base.

All stations,
sitrep.

Ares Command,
Razorback.

All bridges are secure.

Containment status green.

We've contained it,
Mr. President.

No contagious
made it off
the island.

[applause]

How bad is it?

Eastern part
of the island was hit,

but it was already
evacuated, sir.

We expect minimal
casualties, sir.

How about
Hoffman and Gordon?

[both chuckling]

[Sigh]
It's been
a hell of a day.

Yeah.