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No one took the environment seriously

until it was too late.

Food, water and air were poisoned by the years of pollution.

Most people died of disease and hunger.

The rich people moved underground where it was safe.

Everyone else was left behind.

Killers and criminals formed ruthless gangs.

When they weren't fightin' each other,

they were tryin' to break into the underworld

to steal our food and water.

That's where I come in.

I work for TCU, Tracker-Communicator,

an elite division of the Underworld security forces.

Our job was to track the breakers,

kick them out or terminate them.

Jason, it looks like there's trouble

with the protective voice bit.

Shoot this Zoey, and let's get the hell outta here.

Copy.

Standby to record.

I had a laser decoder, a high-voltage immobilizer

and a rookie partner named Zoey Kinsella.

Entrance granted.

Unit 22.

Her father helped form the Underworld

before he was murdered.

I was sure she was gonna get my ass in trouble,

but she was cool.

Man, is it hot up there or what?

It's just one big fryin' pan out there.

Hey Henshaw, Dale.

You're late.

We're lucky we made it here at all.

My heart bleeds.

Would you rather have the night shift?

Oh gee, I don't know.

What do you think, Jason?

Tough call.

Relaxing night off or Surface World at night.

Keep your eyes open, guys.

Hey, it's a jungle out there.

Exit granted.

Unit 99.

Let's hope it's a quiet night.

What I'd give for a cup of coffee

and a fresh donut about now.

Look out!

Control, unit 99.

We're under attack.

Transition gate 11.

Send backup.

Attention, code three security alert.

Repeat, code three security alert.

Breaker attack in progress.

All available TC units standby.

Oh shit.

Well so much for a relaxing night off, huh?

Tell me 'bout it.

Unit 22, security breach in transition.

Sparks, this is Storm and Kinsella.

We're trackin' 'em.

- Let's go. - Yeah, let's do it.

Confirmed, 22.

Be careful out there.

You're outnumbered.

Two down.

Look out behind you.

Control, ETA to transition gate one minute.

Riles.

Entrance denied.

Quick, grab a body.

Go through the gate.

Entrance granted.

Unit 99.

They're heading toward sub-level three.

They must be heading toward the food storage center.

Sparks, Storm and Kinsella here.

We're trackin' two breakers in the quadrant X-17.

Looks like they're hungry.

No backup required... yet.

TC-Unit 22, this is Control.

What is your status?

Over.

Control, Unit 22.

We have breakers at X-17, Y-42.

Unit will split solo.

On our way.

I'll take the big guy.

Take care of yourself, partner.

You too.

Oh shoot.

Man.

Back to Surface World for you, chump.

Unit 22, Kinsella has breaker in custody.

Ditto, partner.

Let's get these breakers topside.

You got it.

Attention,

return to security status six.

Hi.

Breakers have been apprehended

and obtained.

Repeat, return to security status six.

Hey Sparks.

The job is done, Sparks.

Controller wants to see you.

Nice work.

Thanks.

Bigelow, Harold out.

How the hell did the breakers get in?

They used the dead bodies of Dale and Henshaw.

Shit.

Man, that shit is ridiculous.

You know, someone is feeding the breakers

our exact schedules.

I know.

It's bad, but I'm looking into it personally.

Meanwhile, we've gotta keep our patrols up

or the breakers will be all over us.

Sparks, send him in here.

He's on his way, sir.

So what've you found today?

Well we recorded a variety of topographical locations.

When you match it to Jason's gathering chip,

think you just might find that Mother Nature's

working on a remedy for the lack of ozone.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Cameron, I'd like you to meet Zoey Kinsella and Jason Storm.

The two best trackers that we have.

Cameron Johnson.

We've met before.

How could I forget?

You spent a year putting word viruses

in my computer programs.

Dr. Cameron was my cybernetics professor at the university

until he left to go to med school at what was it, 14?

So I suppose he was captain of the football team.

Well we're on the same team now.

Cameron's gonna analyze the data that you bring me,

see how it interfaces with our new

TC project on Surface World.

TC 2000 X's actually.

2000 X?

Yeah, cybernetic trackers.

Nice to know you can always be replaced.

Well I wouldn't worry about that.

We haven't had a lot of volunteers for this project.

Well, if it would mean movin' to Surface World.

You won't find me signin' up.

Oh, that surveillance camera at the communication center,

it just looks like a standard breakdown

in the protective force field.

Thanks, Zoey.

Sparks?

Establish unit 13 to the communication center.

Repair surveillance camera.

Aww.

You little prick!

Nice attitude to start the day, blondie.

Yeah, well nice assignment.

Dale and Henshaw just got fuckin' smoked

comin' through that transition gate.

Shit.

Gettin' really scary out there.

Fuckin' Controller.

Someone should ship his ass up there.

What did you say, track?

Hey, it's the Controller's right-hand man.

Hey.

Back off, Bigelow.

See you in the gym, tracker.

All right, you two.

You know the rules.

Our enemies are the criminals of Surface World,

not each other.

When trackers and guards have problems,

they sort them out here in the gym.

Anything goes.

All right, Bigelow.

Let's go.

Take this track down.

Fight, Bigelow.

Do it.

Let's go, Jason.

C'mon, Jason.

Jason, come on.

Man, get up. Make him work for it.

C'mon, Jason. You can do it.

Go!

Yeah, yeah!

Go, Jason! Go!

Get up!

Go!

Go, Jason! Go!

Come on. Let's go, Jason!

C'mon!

Let's go, Jason!

Yes, yes!

Get him, Jason.

C'mon, c'mon!

Now!

Get up, Jason!

Get him!

Jason, get him!

Attention all tracker units and guards,

please report for night shift detail at 1900 hours.

Guys. C'mon, break it up.

- That's enough. - Come on, be friends.

Word is you took care of Bigelow.

Yeah, I taught him a thing or two.

He'd be outta commission for a long time.

Well I doubt the Controller's

gonna be too happy about it.

Yeah, well I'm not too happy with the Controller.

He shouldn't hire guards like Bigelow.

You know, I was just thinking.

Thinking?

Not about Surface World again.

Quit playin' with that thing.

You're making me nervous, 'kay?

My dad said never to take it off.

But he never told you what it was for.

Right.

So it must not be a key to a buried treasure.

Maybe.

What do you really think's goin' on up there?

You know, you're like this every time we come back.

Can't you relax?

Look who's talking.

If you keep foolin' around with that data crap,

stuff's gonna get you in trouble.

You have to admit things are starting to grow up there.

Yeah, the gangs.

Somebody could be makin' it easier for them.

I think there's a leak in the security system.

Zoey, leave it alone.

Try some of my mussel pasta.

No thanks.

I am going to go and try to figure this out.

It's driving me crazy.

Well the Controller's not stupid.

I know.

Be careful, okay?

I will.

Enjoy your dinner.

Thank you.

Looks really good.

I knew she was right.

Maybe the Controller was keeping somethin' from us.

Could this go right to the top?

Our Overlord seemed like a decent leader,

but maybe he didn't know anything about this.

Controller,

Master Sumai has been located on Surface World.

Monitor seven.

Should I dispatch a tracker unit?

No, that won't be necessary, Sparks.

Sumai poses no immediate threat.

But keep me posted as to his whereabouts.

You keep killin' these off-surface scum,

the less for me to do later.

Use the chi, Sumai.

Use the chi.

Welcome friends to my humble home.

We have much to celebrate.

Blade, let's hear some music.

That's nice.

Nice.

Picassos, the time has come for Surface World

to reclaim what's rightfully ours

and defeat the underworld forces.

We may now penetrate their underground sanctuary

with this, a tracker's PDR.

A gift from the enemy.

So let's party, boys.

Long live the Picassos.

TC unit 13, this is Control

What is your status?

Over.

Control, Fleming and Zirmex here.

We've reached the communication center.

The protective force field

on surveillance camera 76 has been sabotaged.

The tech is working on restoring power now.

What is your ETR, unit 13?

Over.

Estimated completion of repairs

at 2400 hours.

Over.

Zircon, a shame to waste

a bottle of this great stuff.

It could make for a fun evening.

But sometimes I guess we have to make sacrifices, don't we?

Death to the underworld!

Breaker attack!

Breaker attack.

We need backup.

One man down.

Send a Med Vac team immediately.

Help!

Help me!

Somebody help me!

Bring the bodies to the transition gate and be quick.

Come on, let's go!

You're mine, tracker.

Entrance granted.

Entrance denied.

Come on, bring the bodies before they breach the gate.

Hurry up, splay.

Security breach, transition gate 12.

Scramble tracker units 7, 10, 22.

7, 10 and 22.

Breakers on monitor six.

Oh, Niki Picasso.

Hello.

Come on.

Our mission awaits us.

All right, let's get these guys.

Okay unit 10, take tunnel 105.

Come around behind.

They're at X-45, Y-14

and they definitely know their way around.

Okay unit seven, take the high-side tunnel 104.

Flank right.

They're not headed for the reservoir,

then where are they going?

- Attention. - Calling for backup.

Other breach at quadrant...

Perhaps these gentlemen will oblige us

and give us a hand here.

Attention, code one security alert.

They've breached the tunnel access codes.

They're into quadrant 13.

Alert the trackers.

Attention TC units 7 and 22,

this is Control.

Breakers have exited the mainframe tunnel.

They're into quadrant 13.

God, they must've got unit 10.

It's the only way they could've gotten in.

Damn.

Control, they're heading for the reservoir.

Correction, they've turned north to quadrant 36.

We got 'em cornered.

The hell? This is a dead end.

Wait.

What're they doing?

Fuck.

Entry by unauthorized personnel

- is not permitted. - Control,

this is Storm and Kinsella.

We just chased the breakers into what used to be a dead end.

What the hell's goin' on, Sparks?

My apologies, 22.

We're working on it.

Additional tracker units have been dispatched.

Please standby.

There we are.

Follow me.

What are your precise coordinates, 22?

Okay, Control. We're East 47, North 52.

North 52?

Nobody's been there for years.

They're right under us.

Where's the Controller?

Anything I can help you with?

No.

Proceed with caution.

No kidding.

Come on.

Attention, this quadrant is restricted.

Entry by unauthorized personnel is not permitted.

Somethin's wrong, Zoey.

Why the hell would a breaker risk his life

goin' through the dead zone?

Doesn't make any sense.

This place doesn't even show up on our maps.

How do they know about it if we don't?

Trackers, looks like

It's time to die.

It's time to get a new watch.

Ah, what a beauty.

You didn't let me down.

Surprise.

Shit.

- C'mon, Zoey. Let's go. - Jason, he's got guns.

- Let's get outta here. - I got you.

Unit 22, this is Control.

Do you read me?

Control, this is Storm and Kinsella.

We're under fire, send some backup.

Sparks, they're shooting at us.

Send backup.

Repeat, send backup.

Sparks, come in!

We're trapped.

I have an idea.

No!

Zoey.

Real guns

with real bullets.

Zoey. Zoey, hold on.

Don't talk.

Save your strength.

Did you lie to me, Jason?

You said we'd be partners forever.

Zoey, we are partners.

Partners forever.

Zoey.

Zoey.

Zoey.

Zoey.

Zoey.

Zoey.

No!

Zoey.

But why do you want her

at Terminal Station anyway?

Never mind that.

Just answer my question.

Can we program her to do whatever I want?

Certainly.

If you want her to take on the lifers

at the Terminal Station, she'll do it.

No questions asked.

She may require some assistance,

but I can program her to be very resourceful.

And they have to be dead.

Clinically.

For the radical neural restructuring.

Or do you erase your memory?

Too dangerous.

No one'll figure out how to access the memory.

No one.

Well it's not exactly what the Overlord had in mind,

but what the hell?

Now I'll see about getting her partner back.

Remember, you're my woman tonight.

- Leave her alone! - Tell you what to do

and everything.

Get outta here, kid.

And I take what I want.

Leave us alone!

You'll do as I say or I'll...

Leave us alone.

Don't ever

interfere in my way

'cause I'll tear your head off.

You didn't have enough, did ya, pal?

Well I've had enough of this.

C'mere you.

Mama, you okay?

It's you and me!

C'mon, little man.

I'll show you who's big and tough.

Come on to me.

Come on and play my game.

Enhance three times.

A PDR?

They're strictly TC-issued.

Shit, they have an access code.

They had help from the inside.

Zoey, you were right.

They sold us out.

So it is that we can commit to the elements.

The body of our sister, Zoey Kinsella, here departed.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

But as sure as certain hope

of the resurrection to eternal life.

Sorry, Jason.

We'll miss her.

My condolences.

Her father and I worked on a lot of projects together

before we moved underground.

It seems like Zoey's always been a part of my life.

If there's anything I can do, Jason.

I would like to see her one more time if I can.

That's out of my hands.

Her body's the property of the security council now.

That property used to be my partner for 10 years.

Her chips, her access codes,

they've all got to be removed.

Like all trackers,

she's now listed as classified information.

Well that's fucked.

Breakers have access to classified info and we don't?

What?

Zoey recorded our last run.

The breakers had a PDR with an access code on it.

Does anybody else know about this?

No, but I'm not stickin' around

to see someone else get greased.

Do you wanna quit?

You want out?

Fine.

Report for total deprogramming right now.

If you know what's good for you,

get the hell outta here.

Prepare to remove his homing system,

directional finder and access chips.

Cardiac monitor?

A little bradycardiac doctor, but okay at 52.

ECG normal.

Blood pressure?

130 over 70.

Set up for an art line.

Normal saline.

What the hell?

Jason Storm is still alive?

Why didn't you take care of him

in the deprogramming room like I told you?

There was too many people around.

Besides, I could ruin my career.

Screw your career.

You work for me now.

Bigelow, you get your boys on him and don't you screw up.

Storm, Storm!

We've got you now.

Storm!

Storm, open up!

Take this all.

There he is!

Oh shit.

Shit.

Damn, man.

We're dead meat.

No, he's dead meat.

Attention, fugitive at large

in sector four.

Apprehend immediately.

Authorize and identify all unsanctioned personnel.

Trackers, Jason Storm has defected to the Surface World.

This poses a significant security risk.

And I have further information

that confirms Jason orchestrated the break-in

that resulted in Zoey Kinsella's death.

Jason Storm is a traitor and must be apprehended.

If you wanna see the sights, you've gotta pay the price.

So gimme your bag, pretty boy,

and I'll let you live.

Back off, rat face.

I've had a hard day.

Get him.

Come on.

Waste him.

Keep your bag. I don't want it.

Members of the press,

we've always been committed to the safety of those

who live here in Underworld.

We are increasingly concerned

by the unrest and lawlessness coming from above.

We are under attack and we must fight back.

I present to you a scientific marvel

which will ensure your protection for the coming century.

80% human, 20% machine and 100% dedicated to its mission.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I give to you the TC 2000

X.

Grandmaster.

Hey, look over here.

Are there any more of you where you come from?

- Over here. - Get a closeup shot.

Turn this way please.

Miss TC, thanks so much.

Miss 2000.

Sorry, I have to kill her.

Cybernetic crimes?

Controller, you're makin' a mistake.

You're the key, Zoey.

Hey big boy, lookin' for a good time?

Tick-tock goes the clock.

Time's running out.

Get 'em. Get 'em now before the next batch get here.

The time for betting is over.

The time for fighting is now.

Our challenger tonight has the speed of the jaguar,

the strength of the rhino, the sting of the scorpion.

He's Zap.

He's known throughout the territory

for his skill and cunning.

He's a survivor, master of all who come before him.

The reigning champion: Sumai!

You'll reap the greatest prize we have to offer.

Of the two that have entered here, only one may leave.

Ca-reel

Come on.

Yeah, yeah!

Look out, Sumai.

He's got a knife.

Miller, Kasney.

What a surprise.

Yeah, for you.

Let's get this traitor outta here.

Forget about Sumai.

Get me the girl.

I'll take care of this bitch.

Stop!

Join us.

I thought you'd never ask.

You have earned my father's respect, tracker.

That is very rare.

The name is Jason.

He helps me, I help him.

Far as I'm concerned, we're even.

He wishes to thank you anyway.

How'd you end up with that?

That belongs to you.

You know you would've won the fight,

but I accept somethin' a little more precious than water

and that's information.

I'm looking for guy with a painting on his face.

Niki Picasso.

That sounds like a man that fits the face.

There are very few who do not know of Niki Picasso.

What of Niki?

He killed my partner and that's why I'm here.

He has terrorized us for years.

So why hasn't someone stopped him?

Sumai, you're a great warrior.

Why haven't you taken him on?

I am one man.

Niki's gang is many.

Well then let's go play his game.

Let's go round up some good fighters and go kick his ass.

Only the lifers will stand up to Niki Picasso.

Let's go get the lifers and pay Niki a visit.

The lifers are a brotherhood of vicious criminals,

a closed society.

They protect Terminal Station.

Terminal Station?

Terminal Station is a chemical warfare plant.

The population of the Surface World was to be eliminated

when the ozone layer repaired itself.

That's insane.

So far it has been impenetrable.

But there is some fear

that someone'll discover the key and activate it.

Picasso?

Niki Picasso's very clever but...

Niki Picasso's goin' down with you or without you.

Go by day.

It's the only way to get close to Niki's fortress.

He thinks no one is stupid enough to go by day.

No one ever accused me of being bright.

Now why should I trust you?

You've been sent by the Controller.

I've been programmed to rescue Surface World at any cost

and you will help.

You have a great army of warriors.

You and the Picassos are the only fighters

who can defeat the protectors of Terminal Station.

It's simple.

You get me safely to the Terminal Station door

and the Controller will get you whatever you want.

The last time I worked with the Controller

I almost got my ass shot.

Well this one, I will personally guarantee.

Sumai?

You're crazy to go alone.

Crazy to go together.

But much less crazy.

In day, the Picassos sleep.

Let's make our way to the tower.

Niki Picasso down there.

Very difficult.

No problem. Tracker school 101.

So we have two choices, Sumai:

Either I lower you or you lower me.

Don't forget to write.

Wise choice.

Where is it?

I know it's here somewhere.

Can you hear it, honey?

Scumbag.

I waited a long time for this moment.

You killed my partner.

Killed who?

Oh no.

Don't screw with me, you sack of shit.

Hey, hey.

Don't kill the messenger of good news.

She's still alive.

Bullshit. How do you know?

I know much more than you think.

Where do you think I got this?

Does it look familiar to you?

Okay, okay.

You wanna see her?

Honey, you got a visitor in here.

Zoey?

Easy, boy.

She's a wild one.

Partner?

Zoey, it's me.

Zoey, stop it.

Hey.

Zoey, stop it!

Zoey, I thought...

Zoey, stop it!

Zoey, no. I can't fight you.

What?

What?

Bye-bye Jason.

What the hell happened, Sumai?

TC 2000 X.

You've been unconscious for a day now.

Not just happened.

What has part of this android?

She's no android.

Her name is Zoey.

She used to be my partner.

The lifers have encountered her.

The lifers?

Oh man.

If Niki gets her to the Terminal Station,

do you know what that means?

The end of Surface World.

We gotta get goin'.

Rest.

We'll make our move soon.

The lifers must be surprised if they're to be defeated.

Nobody has ever defeated the lifers.

But we will, Niki.

We'll kill them all.

Enter Terminal Station

and all of Surface World will be ours.

- Found them. - Trust us, Niki.

All power will be yours.

What the hell is going on?

Why isn't she leading him back to the Terminal Station?

She's merely fulfilling my program.

Love takes time.

Did I ask you for an android on hormone overdrive?

Your counter-programming

could jeopardize this whole operation.

She's gotten this far, hasn't she?

This far is not good enough.

Now you get her back on track

before the Overlord finds out that she's even up there,

all right?

Chi energy transfers power through objects?

Will you teach me?

Yes.

Sumai, I can't remember the last time I felt so great.

Feel like I'm part of a team now.

May not be Storm and Kinsella but-

- Kinsella? - Kinsella?

Zoey Kinsella.

What's up?

A man named Bertram Kinsella built Terminal Station

to replenish the atmosphere.

Instead, it became the ultimate weapon of death.

Zoey's father.

My father often told me of a young girl

who was the sunshine of this brilliant man's life

before he was murdered.

Zoey's father?

Terminal Station?

How do you actually open up the gate, Sumai?

This is the mystery.

It died with Bertram Kinsella.

I don't think so.

Zoey's father once gave her a necklace.

What did it look like?

It was a child's hand outstretched holding a...

A key.

Bingo.

There it is, Niki.

The Terminal Station door.

This is not gonna be easy.

Nothing worth waiting for should be easy.

Really play hardball, don't you?

And so do I.

Ow!

I got this one, Niki.

We'll need all the Picassos for this one.

Where is she going?

Why don't you stay there?

All is working out, I trust.

Fine.

Fine. Couldn't be better.

Good.

Good. That's what I like to hear.

The TC 2000 X,

everything's working out?

Like a charm.

Everything is going completely according to plan.

Yes, I can see that.

Let's hope it stays that way.

I think we're ready.

Too soon.

Too soon?

Whether it's controlling Niki

or sealin' off the Terminal Station,

I'm not gonna sit around here and watch him.

Why haven't you guys joined forces

and tried to squash this little parasite?

There's a limit to hospitality

and you're coming dangerously close.

Sumai, what are you gonna do?

Enough!

Sorry I was pushy.

But your people need a leader

and I think it's your father's time.

You want all the answers?

The station my father knows inside and out.

When they asked him to come here,

it was to train guards to protect military secrets,

not guards for instruments of death.

They lied to your father.

It wasn't his fault.

What the hell are you doing outta the control room?

Had to take a dump for crying out loud.

Well you're the genius.

Figure out some way to do that

while you watch that monitor.

I'm not done with you yet.

If this thing screws up, you'll go down with me.

You have a problem with that?

Yeah, I do.

I created the perfect protector, not the perfect killer.

It's the same thing.

Other side of the coin, kid.

Anyway, I didn't see you complaining

when you had Zoey Kinsella's body to fondle in this project.

I suppose you figured no one would notice one more bullet.

That one was perfect.

You orchestrated it all from the control room.

The Med Vac team rushed in

and all of a sudden she was on my table and you knew.

You knew no one would ever realize

what had really killed her.

And what's that?

A bullet from a handgun.

Hmm?

A handgun like this?

You're wrong, kid.

Guns don't kill people.

People kill people.

Well well well.

You were closer to the truth than you thought, lover boy.

Lifers guard terminal entrance here.

And we're gonna hide over here.

First, we need more fighters.

The lifers are very tough.

Sumai, you're okay.

Listen, you people need to get with the program.

Sumai said it all.

The time to act is now.

We trust Sumai, but Niki's a killer.

The old guy struts his stuff

and you're all ready to drop to your knees.

Well go ahead and let this old fossil get y'all killed.

If you're lookin' for a leader, I'm right here.

This guy's a joke.

My time to lead.

Who will join us to fight Niki Picasso?

I'll vouch for these two.

We've just gotten word from Niki.

That's good, Bigelow.

Our plans are unfolding nicely.

So we have a lot to do.

An extended coffee break, I presume.

There's a little something I want to discuss with you.

It concerns my TC 2000 X.

Well

sir, your TC 2000 X is just fine.

Really?

The TC 2000 X was conceived

to protect the people in my quadrant.

That was her sole purpose.

Now I want you and your boys

to catch the next bus to Surface World

and I want my investment back here now!

Bigelow.

Not here, not now in front of everybody.

Bigelow,

I think you're gonna like living on Surface World.

Serve and protect Terminal Station

with their lives.

We'll just see about that.

Chancy, Blade, take out the guards.

Zircon, follow behind.

Death to the lifers!

Attack!

Shit, no more bullets.

Death to the lifers!

Looks like Niki Picasso beat us to it.

Let's let them kill off the lifers,

and then we make our move.

Well you got me to the Terminal Station.

Now let's just wait for the Controller.

Let's party.

Okay, I got you to the door.

You've done a soldier's job, Niki,

and you'll get everything I promised:

Guns, ammunition and real food.

And then what?

And you'll live like kings and queens

here on the Surface World.

You stay here.

We'll be right back.

No, I'm goin' up too.

I'm not letting you out of my sight.

The key to her father's heart and the key to my future.

Now it's time for daddy's little girl

to get down on her knees, isn't it?

Because daddy's little girl was much smaller

when he made this lock.

Weren't you?

Positive identification.

It is time.

Let's go.

Attention Christmas shoppers, this store's now closing.

Let's go.

Your father was a brilliant man, Zoey.

Unfortunately, he was also a fool.

He thought he could save Surface World.

He died before the full power

of Terminal Station was realized.

C'mon, let's go.

The kill zone is only accessible from the top floor,

so we'll cut through the cookhouse here to the stairs.

Picassos.

Who the hell are they?

It is Jason Storm and Master Sumai.

Well what are they doin' here?

Don't look at me.

Blade, go help them.

Come on.

Move.

Bitch!

Where's the Controller?

This way.

Any problems?

No problems.

Harold.

The kill zone's right through that door.

Scott, guard the rear.

We won't be a minute.

I may start liking Surface World.

I'll check it out.

Welcome to the kill zone.

Sumai.

Welcome home.

So why do you call this the kill zone?

This was originally built

to replenish the atmosphere

but a few modifications have been made since then.

Well I got us here.

Yes, TC.

You're finished.

Ironic, isn't it?

Your program and your father's program

both wind down in the same room.

Come, Niki.

Lemme show you what real power feels like.

It's my turn.

This launcher contains the chemicals.

Individually, they're inert.

But you mix 'em together, it's as deadly as cyanide.

48 hours later, the effect dies out.

And you take over Surface World.

We take over Surface World, Niki.

But let's talk about that later.

Lasers, you idiot.

We're trapped.

Get outta here.

No, Niki. You're trapped.

Attention,

the Surface World cleansing sequence has been activated.

All non-essential personnel

must report to designated safety zones.

Attention, the death launch mechanism has been activated...

Zoey, take the elevator out.

Zoey, what's wrong with you?

Cameron's program really fucked you up.

Such a shame.

Attention, all personnel.

You must follow specified procedures

and report to safety zones immediately.

Death launch mechanism....

I'm gonna Kill ya.

I got you.

...follow specified procedures

and report to safety zones immediately.

Death launch mechanism has benn activated.

Surface World cleansing has commenced.

They're destroying the Surface World.

I know.

Last chance, Zoey.

Attention,

sodium bromide has been launched.

TC, shut the damn machine down.

Let them hear it, Niki.

They love a blitz.

Insufficient time now exists

for travel to the safety zones.

If you have not reported to your designated area,

you must use emergency precautions now.

High-pressure chambers.

One, three, five and seven.

Repeat: Insufficient time now exists

for travel to safety zones.

If you have not reported to your designated area,

you must use emergency precautions now.

Warning: Potassium silicate

will be launched at two-minute mark.

Layer four of atmospheric gases will be discharged.

Stage four of the Surface World cleansing will be complete.

Open the door!

What's wrong, Sumai?

Is your little world falling apart?

Open the door!

Over my dead body.

You were once a great warrior, Sumai.

But now, you are nothing.

Nice punch.

Come on.

...launched at one-minute mark.

- Damn. - All atmospheric layers

will be in place

and ready for chemical catalysts one, two and three.

Prepare for chemical fallout.

Oh, Niki.

I trusted you and you left me down there to die.

We'll both die if we don't get out of here!

But you're gonna die first.

No, Niki!

I got the antidote to the chemical.

- No! - Thank you.

Niki, no!

Please.

You're brilliant, Sumai.

Reflect the laser over to the right.

I'll take care of TC.

Alpha dextrine will be launched

in T minus five seconds.

Zoey, whatever happened to partners forever?

Jason?

Zoey?

Jason?

Jason.

Atmospheric layers are in place

and ready for chemical catalyst number two.

What the hell's going on?

Cameron put a virus in your program

to shut you down.

What?

Never mind.

We're at the Terminal Station that your father built.

How do we stop this thing?

My father would've left some sorta password or something.

Zoey, you're the key.

Yeah.

Of course, my necklace.

I'll input Kinsella.

Execution of chemical...

Try Underworld.

Third and final catalyst

will be launched at mark zero.

Execution of all chemical reactions will be complete

and Surface World cleansing achieved.

Surface World cleansing will commence at T minus 10 seconds.

ten, nine, eight,

seven, six, five,

four, three, two...

Life.

Zoey is Greek for life.

You knew my father, didn't you?

He told me.

Let's get the hell outta here.

TC, honey.

Don't leave me up here.

The elevator's not working.

Zoey, TC.

Jason, Jason.

I'll get you, Jason.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Mother Nature really is healing herself.

This place, not so bad.

And the Controller knew it all along.

Welcome home, partner.

Mother Nature was healing herself

and the Controller knew it.

It was people like him that got us into this mess

in the first place.

But if the earth could start anew, perhaps so could we.