All language subtitles for Helix (2014) - S01E02 - Vector (1080p BluRay x265 Celdra)_Track03._PGS-eng

- Did he infect us?
- Are we going to die?

I'm not sure what happened.

Suddenly, Peter, Dr. Farragut,
was on top of me.

He held me down, put his mouth
over mine, like some kind of animal.

I've never felt so violated.

- I was choking.
- Couldn't bloody breathe.

Like he was trying to smother me.

What about the others?

- What others?
- There were three more in here with us.

After the attack, they ran.

- Where?
- I don't know.

I need their names.

Attention, Code 425, Level R.

- We have a containment issue.
- l heard.

I've asked Hatake for a security team.
We're mounting a search.

This place is huge. If we can't maintain
a simple isolation protocol--

There's nothing simple about this.

All right, let's concentrate
on what we do know.

We know the virus is not airborne.
What are the victims saying?

They're saying that Peter
engaged in some kind of oral contact.

What, like a kiss or a bite?

More like an assault.

The R-nought of the virus is now six.

Multiply that times our escapees--

That's 18 new cases
we can look forward to.

We're not even sure Peter's done yet.

Jules, I need you to get started
on the rats right away.

We need to find out
the rate of infection.

Sarah, can you handle the Isolation unit
until Doreen checks in?

Yeah, absolutely.

You see any signs of viral syndrome--

Fever, sweats, rash, sore throat,
nausea, vomiting...

- ...myalgia, arthralgia, lymphadenopathy.
- Any of that.

- -you get back into a Racal suit
and you find me immediately.

Dr. Farragut.

Our three missing doctors,
Tracey, Raver and DeKlerk...

...no one has seen them
since they fled the sunroom.

Why does that not surprise me?

Can you tell me if anyone's tried to
leave the base the last eight hours?

No.

We have to do this
the old-fashioned way.

Major Balleseros and myself
will go floor to floor, room by room.

And if they refuse to cooperate?
Like your brother?

Let's not forget he's still out there.

- I'll have to persuade them.
- I hope you can.

But just in case, our security teams
will carry stun batons and restraints.

Try to win them over with force?

The safety of this base
is my only concern.

I don't agree with restraining people
any more than you do...

...but let's just find them first...

...see if we can convince them
to do what's best for the whole base.

You need help
with those escaped patients.

Not as much as I need you in the lab.

Rate of infection
is secondary to containment.

I've tracked infected patients
the past two years.

- I can talk to them.
- It's not about qualifications.

- Then what is it about?
- Our lack of resources up here.

That's bullshit. When was the last time
you even left Atlanta?

Damn it, we cannot both be in charge.
You'll have to follow my lead on this.

- How long do we have to be in here?
- Couple of weeks at most.

A couple of weeks?
What about my research?

What if I'm not infected?
I'm in the same room.

- Breathing the air--
- Shut up.

Everybody, please calm down.
I know this is very stressful.

You don't know anything.
How old are you?

- I'm 26.
- You look like you're 15.

I have two master's, a PhD from MIT
specialising in virology and biogenetics.

The youngest doctor
hired by CDC in a decade...

...and Dr. Farragut put me in charge
of Isolation because I'm qualified.

I will do my best
to address your needs...

...but I wanna make one thing
perfectly clear: we will have order here.

We'll start with Dr. Tracey's room.

I'll breach the door and enter first.
Don't follow until you hear the all-clear.

- What's that?
- Stun baton.

Use them on polar bears.
Non-lethal, pack a wallop.

Ought to come in handy
if we run into any bears.

We run into Peter,
you'll be glad we have these.

He tore off a man's head.
A shock will stop him?

- You got a better idea?
- Yeah, I do. No breaching, no batons.

We knock on the door. If Dr. Tracey's
home, we have a conversation.

And if she's in no mood to converse?

I've grown kind of fond of my hands.

Dr. Tracey?

Dr. Tracey,
it's Alan Farragut with the CDC.

These are from the sunroom.
She was here.

But she didn't want to be.

She was trying to get out.

Then where the hell did she go?

Who are you?

Doreen Boyle.

How do I know that's your real name?

It says it on my driver's licence.

I got my real weight on there too
but I'm not telling you that.

Who sent you here?

I work for the CDC.
I study infectious diseases.

- Maybe you can help me--
- Don't you come near us! You hear me?

"Us"? Who are you talking to?

- You're messing with my head.
- I'm not gonna hurt you.

- You need a doctor.
- I am a doctor.

That's why I'm here.
To take you to Isolation--

No, no, no. Not there.
They do terrible things to you.

No, I can't tell you.

They'll take me to the White Room
like Dr. Huvit.

I want off this base. You get me
on the helicopter. You promise me?

I'll even get you to sit shotgun.

- Come on, I'll go with you.
- Why...?

Why would you lie to us?

- There is no helicopter here.
- No, not now, but I can make a call.

You are a dirty, filthy liar.

Now, what are we gonna do with you?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I thought I heard something.

- I keep thinking about Peter up there.
- It's just the base settling.

Have you slept since you arrived?

An hour or two.

I'm fine, really.

Sleep in the Arctic is critical.

The mind can play tricks.

I'll take that under advisement.

Wait. What just happened?

- Did you see that?
- Yes.

What was going on in that lab?

I told you.

Peter was researching mutagens.

I think we both know
that was no mutagen.

What was he really working on?

You got to let us out of here.
This is kidnapping. I demand a lawyer.

This is a public health crisis.
The CDC has full jurisdiction.

Hell of a lot of good that's done.
We'd do a better job of finding a cure.

- Give it a rest.
- You give it a rest.

You're not the one who shared a
bathroom with Typhoid Mary over there.

I'm sorry. Try to keep still.

Or what? I'll get sick and die?

Must be bad.
You've put the suit back on.

We don't know exactly
what we're dealing with.

Everything could be fine.

Not knowing
is why things can't be fine.

Not knowing is why those two over there
are gonna turn on me.

It's just a matter of time.

I'm not gonna let
anything happen to you.

I promise.

That's a promise
you don't wanna make.

Do you have morphine sulphate here?

He needs morphine now.
Where do I get it?

Level G, drug stockroom.

Get up.

Who is it?

A runner from the sunroom.
Hiding in the stairwell.

That's Dr. DeKlerk from the Aerosol
Division. You didn't have to be so rough.

- Maybe if you followed directions--
- Maybe if you told us what was going on.

What's wrong with him?

- Is he infected?
- We don't know. What's his name?

- I told you. DeKlerk.
- His first name.

- Henrik, I think.
- Henrik, we're with you.

We're with you. We'll take care of you.
He's still breathing. Get him to sickbay.

Show's over.
Everyone go back to your rooms.

Not until you tell us
why we haven't been evacuated.

Don't breathe.

- Keep him away from me.
- You didn't answer my question.

- We're doing the best we can.
- That's bullshit.

You're from the CDC. You could get us
out of here if you really wanted to.

You know what?
You're right. You're right.

We could evacuate you all,
airlift you out to the nearest hospital...

...and you know
what would happen then?

It would start with the doctors
and the nurses. The ones caring for you.

They'd go home to their families, kiss
their kids good night, pass on the virus.

The next day at school,
those kids would infect others...

...and in two weeks' time,
this virus is in the general population.

In four weeks,
every major city on this planet.

So, no...

...we're not evacuating you.

But we're not abandoning you.

We will stay with you
as long as it takes to figure this out.

Now, please,
just go back to your rooms.

This is madness.

Nice speech.

I haven't heard that since Kikwit, '957

It was Joburg, '96.
What are you doing here?

There was something strange
going on in Peter's lab.

- Been combing tapes--
- I asked you to work on rate of infection.

- This seemed important.
- I made this clear--

What's going on, Alan?

You were always stubborn,
but you made sense.

- We talked about this--
- Is this about Peter?

- That's absurd.
- Are you punishing me?

Believe me, I've punished myself
enough for both of us.

This is not the time, it's not the place--

It was never the time or the place.
That was the problem to begin with.

Jules.

You're here for....

- What?
- You're here for a reason.

Yeah, I'm with the CDC.

- We're here to help you.
- No. Not you.

Walker.

Got something here.
Injection logs for the last three months.

Here's the date
that matches the surveillance tape.

February 19th. Lot 14.

He injected 0.2 ccs of NARVIK-A.

Lot 15, 0.2 ccs of NARVIK-B.
What is that?

I encourage my staff
to push the envelope...

...to try new and untested formulas.

- Was Peter experimenting with this?
- Not that I was aware of.

- Who else worked in this lab with him?
- You met both of them yesterday.

In body bags.

We need to replicate the test.

Peter's research.
We can examine the results ourselves.

Inject more rats?

And see what happens.

I should've known. They were never
gonna use it for something good.

Move a few genes here and there,
activate the replication cycle.

Bingo, you got yourself the perfect
weapon. It wasn't my fault, right?

How was I supposed to know
it would go sideways?

You can't make a virus and expect it
to follow instructions, right?

Don't play dumb.
You're not fooling anyone.

You knew what you were doing.

I am not taking the fall for this alone,
you hear me?

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

What's wrong with me?

Sarah.

Are you all right?

Not really.

Did he touch you?
Make any kind of contact?

- Did he get any secretions on you?
- No, I'm okay. He didn't attack me.

A lot of empty vials
and syringes over here.

Morphine sulphate.

He's in pain.

- This is good.
- Excuse me?

If he knows to self-medicate...

...maybe we can talk him into
coming back to Isolation.

- Before he infects anyone else.
- I don't know.

He had this look in his eyes.
It wasn't-- It wasn't quite human.

What else did he do?

You mean aside from climbing this cage
like Spider-Man?

He said something.

He said, "You're here for a reason."

- Only not me, he said, "Walker."
- Jules?

I think he left us a trail to follow.

I'll get a security team.

I'm going with you.

Not this time, doc. Things are getting
out of hand, we can't afford to lose you.

But I'll tell you what, though.
How about you be my wingman?

Now I know
what a TV dinner feels like.

I didn't think you'd remember that one.

Die Hard? Sure, saw it in third grade.

You see anything up there yet?

How do we even know
he's still up here?

If I know Peter, he's still up there.

What makes you so sure?

He used to hide in the attic
when we were kids...

...when our dad
was drinking or angry...

...which was a lot.

Keep chatter down.
Don't wanna scare him.

No offence, but I don't think
he's the one who's scared.

Will you look up? I can't see anything.

- Join the club.
- What was that?

What was what?

Tilt your head up about 20 degrees.

Now look left.

It's dark up here. Get it?

Check your six.
Make sure he's not behind you.

- Holy shit!
- Balleseros.

- Is he all right?
- I'm not sure.

Is he infected?

Well, he's still breathing,
none of that black shit on him.

His pulse is steady.

What happened up there?

Hell if I know.

One minute I was alone, the next minute,
I'm getting a face full of your brother.

I must have nailed us both
with that bug zapper.

That stun baton packs 600 kilovolts.
It should have knocked him out cold.

Seems a lot of things that should be
happening with Peter aren't.

Base 1.

Okay, we're on our way.

Elevator alarm just went off upstairs.
Someone's trying to leave the base.

NARVIK-A subjects are decimated.

Close to a hundred percent
mortality rate.

And NARVIK-B?

Morbidity at a hundred percent,
but mortality at 0.

They're infected, but still alive.

It's been a long time
since I did real lab work.

- Guess you forget how tedious it can be.
- No, I miss it.

The precision, commitment, sacrifice...

...all leading to the joy of discovery.

My mother used to say
something just like that.

She was also a scientist?

Cellular biologist, yeah.

She died when I was very young.

I am sorry.

What about your father?

Oh, my God.

- Can't you make him stop?
- Morphine isn't working.

- If I give him any more, I might kill him.
- Maybe that's not a bad idea.

Nice. I suppose you'd feel the same way
if it was you?

I feel sorry for Haven,
but those are the breaks.

Everybody, please.
We just need to be patient.

Easy for you to say in that suit.

A precaution
until we figure out a treatment.

You're not figuring out a treatment.

I don't think you know a thing
about this virus.

Stop it. Stop.

We're all doctors here, right?

Instead of bickering,
let's put our heads together.

Yeah, let's get her to let us out of here.

You know I can't do that. You could
infect others or become violent--

And what if someone
gets violent inside this box, huh?

What are we supposed to do then?

- Open the door.
- At least let us go back to our labs.

No.

Do what you want,
but I'm not letting you out of here.

Then you're gonna
call someone who will.

Base 1.

- Okay. We have to go back.
- Why?

A couple of detainees
are demanding to be let loose.

They're holding Dr. Jordan.

Go. I'll check outside,
secure the perimeter.

Security teams,
confirm level lockdown.

Release Dr. Jordan at once.
Then we can talk.

Let us out and she comes with us.
No harm done.

If you let us go back to our labs,
we can help with the virus.

Bryce is a haematologist.
I'm a biochemist.

- You are in Isolation for your own safety.
- Rats in a box. We're not gonna die here.

We are working
on an antiviral therapy.

As soon as we run animal trials--

Animal trials could take weeks.

We're not going to be around
that long and you know it.

Dr. Farragut.

- I need you to let Dr. Jordan go.
- Don't come any closer.

Look, we're working as hard as we can
to figure this thing out...

- ...and we won't stop until we do.
- We both know that's a crock of shit.

- Hear him out, Bryce.
- Listen, I'm in here with you...

...not out there.

We will work this out. All right?

Just give me the syringe
and let Dr. Jordan go.

Why should we trust you?

Dr. Farragut.

Now we're in this together.

Alan, what you did back there....

Thank you.

I was just doing my job.

And so were you
by not letting them leave.

- I had a good teacher.
- Yeah? Do I know him?

It was low-risk anyway, what with
the lack of airborne transmission.

Jules, what is it?

I need to show you something.

The NARVIK-A subjects died horribly...

...lesions, haemorrhagic shock,
liquification of internal organs.

But the NARVIK-B subjects didn't die.
They became highly aggressive, agitated.

Sounds like a lyssavirus.
Maybe some form of rabies?

Rabies doesn't include a compulsion
to spread contagion.

I've never seen a pathogen
with such focused behavioural patterns.

The B samples
are acting just like vectors.

Vectors on steroids.

I think the B virus rewires the brain
to create a perfect contagion machine.

Like Peter.

Dr. Farragut?
Dr. Hatake would like a word with you.

And I'd like a word with him.

Get down to Isolation.
Check on the infected patients.

If what you've discovered is true...

...we're not just dealing with
a single virus anymore.

Going for a spin?

It's a brisk night.
I hope you brought your woolies.

This doesn't have
anything to do with you.

Still, I'm gonna have to ask you
to return back to the base.

If you had any idea
what they were doing here...

...you'd be getting the hell out yourself.

The transgenic experiments,
the virus vaults.

Unregulated research sounds great
until you're actually doing it.

What they did to those monkeys
was an abomination.

Come back inside.
I wanna hear about this.

I'm not going back.

Come back inside.
You're gonna freeze out here.

People have to know
what's going on up here.

We have to tell the newspapers.
Hell, we have to tell everyone.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You don't have to go back
in there right now. I can handle it.

I'm good, thanks.

A little help? Meet Dr. Tracey.

She's in advanced stages, but I got her
tranqued up on monkey juice.

Took me a long damn time
to haul her ass up here.

And there's some other
monkey business...

...I think Dr. Farragut
would like to hear about.

Not bringing her in here, are you?

She's going straight into the ICU
chamber. You won't have any contact.

A little late for that, isn't it?

- He's seizing. I need a crash cart.
- Got it.

Do it, now.

- No, no, no.
- Come on, let's get out of here.

Sorry, love.

This virus was less of a danger
before the CDC arrived.

My people were the ones attacked
in there. Yours were doing the attacking.

I thought you had
that situation under control.

I was mistaken.

And I thought we had the full picture,
not to mention complete access.

Maybe you can tell me how it is
that patients here just go missing...

...or how a member of my team
is attacked by an infected monkey...

...she was told
didn't exist in the first place.

Or maybe you'd like to tell me
why my brother was tinkering...

...with maybe the worst contagion this
world has seen in his own damn lab?

You should ask your brother.

I would never encourage
something so reckless.

First things first.

How do we contain
the infected patients?

We don't,
not without complete transparency.

And if I refuse?

We came here to help.

You no longer want that help,
that's fine...

...but it seems to me
we're the last chance you have.

So maybe we give each other
what we want, what we need...

...and just maybe
we all get out of here alive.

- I'm sorry.
- For what? It's not your fault.

I should've been there.

Don't beat yourself up.
We'll get them back.

I didn't keep you off the search
because of Peter. I didn't wanna....

I lost you once.

I appreciate that, I do.

But I'm not your responsibility
anymore.

You can't keep trying to protect me.

Don't know that I can stop.

Julia.

Peter.

No. No! No!

Please! Peter, please--