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- Come on, Megan baby.

Come on, don't be
bashful, take it off.

Let me see those
little jackrabbits.

Oh.

Oh, yeah, that's it.

There it is.

What?

- Did you feel that?

- Yeah, that was like
a 6.0, it was huge.

- What the hell
were you looking at?

- What, nothing, I saw a little,

a couple little
jackrabbits over there.

- Uh huh.

Hey, you guys
see this cave up there?

- Holy shit, that
thing just opened up?

- Looks like it's been
there for a long time.

- Yeah, it's funny we
never noticed it before.

- You wanna check it out?

Yeah?

All right.

Wait, it could be

like a coyote's
lair or somethin'.

Oh god, don't
be such a fuckin' pussy.

Stay close to the
entrance, in case of aftershock.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's freezing in here.

Stop!

- Would you relax, it's
just an echo, shit.

Hello down there!

Hello down there!

Hello down there!

Hello down there!

What the fuck was that?

- Guys, let's get outta here.

- Yeah.

Wait, what's that?

Holy shit,
metal my ass.

This is, this is fuckin' gold.

- What?

- No way, man, it can't be.

- Holy shit.

Come on, man, check it out.

That's fuckin' gold.

Is it real, Zane?

- Of course it's real.

And I found it.

It's unreal.

- Whoa, check out these swords.

These look like Viking, um--

Conquistadors.

It's like this stuff
is 500 years old.

It's incredible.

Oh man, this
one's cemented in.

- Get the fuck out
of the way, look out.

Get out of the way,
ya fuckin' pussy boy.

Ah, whatever.

- Cool.

Ah!

- What was that?

There's something
in here with us.

- Don't be silly,
it's just the wind.

- Let's get outta here.

- Yeah, right.

What about the gold, though?

We should take the gold.

- Wait.

Look at that, there's
something down there.

Looks like it's
coming towards us.

- It's comin' this way, man.

What is that?

- Wait.

Ooh ooh ooh.

Oh shit, it's just
a bat, calm down.

Little baby.

Ow, fuck!

Holy shit.

Holy shit, something
just cut me, man.

The fuckin'.

- Please stop.

- Oh, she's annoying
you too, huh?

Well, don't worry about it.

I've been here for two years
and she ain't said a word.

Here you go.

- I'm not hungry.

- Oh, come on Katie, you have
to have something to eat.

It's good for ya.

But you know, if you like
a little better food,

you know, we could
uh, work out a deal.

- Fuck off.

Eh, you got the
first part right.

Oh, what I would do to you.

You gonna eat
that fuckin' shit?

- Jesus.

Park ranger
tripped over that this morning.

- Nice, do we know who she was?

- Not our problem.

- What is the concern
of this office

is the similarity between the
state of the victims' remains

and the closeness in proximity

to which they were
found of each other.

- Are you familiar
with the other case?

- Yes, I am.

- Wonderful.

You'll engage in a formal chat

with the sole survivor
of the same case,

a woman who somehow
managed to keep her head.

- Her name is Kate Simmons.

- Good luck.

- Although Miss Simmons
may not be cooperative.

One tact you might
use to engage her

would be to appeal to
peer sensibilities.

She and the DOA were
just about the same age.

- I understand.

I do have a PhD in psychiatry.

Perhaps, I can succeed
where others have failed.

- Are we done here, Sheila?

You look like you
need a cigarette.

- Yes, we are adjourned.

- Katie.

Katie honey, you have company.

Okay, come on in.

- Thanks.

- Lyle, you got that picture?

Do you know her?

- No.

- Park ranger found
her, two pieces,

pretty much in the same spot
they found your friends.

- I don't know her.

She evidently went
hiking with two young men,

roommates at Western State
U said the men are missing.

- Look, I've been
through this before.

I told the other officers that,

forget it, okay, I'm tired.

- Oh, let me remind you.

There was an invisible
boogieman, killed everybody,

tore 'em all to itty
bitty bits and pieces,

tore the hell outta your van.

Did I leave anything out?

- Look Kate, let's get down
to the bottom line here.

I know you were stuck
in this nut house

while that girl was
gettin' ripped apart,

but we've got some very
worried parents here.

Those college boys,

if you know anything
about where they might be.

- The cave, did
anyone check the cave?

- That's what I left out.

The old bat cave, the
whereabouts of which
remain a mystery.

- Yeah, Kate, we haven't had
any luck locating any cave.

However, I might be
able to help you,

if you'd be willing
to take us there.

- No, I can't.

I'm sorry about that girl,
but I can't help you.

- That's okay, Kate.

- If they were near that cave
though, they're all dead.

I didn't tell the police this,

but the treasure, the gold,

see I touched it,
and it's cursed,

and if leave here,
it'll get me, it will.

- No Kate, you'd be protected.

We have the army, we have--

- It doesn't matter!

I don't wanna die.

I don't know, Lyle.

She seems pretty convinced of
the existence of this thing.

Yeah, four out of five
of those assholes over there

think they're Judy Garland
or Napoleon or somebody.

- There's no cave on the map.

- Well, this could be it.

Call in the position.

- No good, radio's whack and
cell phone's are out of range.

- Great.

Let's go.

- Stay away, stay away
please, stay away.

- It's just an old miner's cave.

There's nothin' in here.

- Uh, correction, there
is something in here.

- Where is it?

- It's directly in front of us

and it's moving toward us fast.

- Get out, get out of the cave.

Is there anyone
inside this cave?

Hello?

- Stay away.

Get out of the cave.

Get out of the cave.

I'm tellin' ya,
I don't see shit.

- Get out of the cave.

- This is your last chance.

- No.

- Somethin' has
control of the gun.

- Two o'clock.

That's our man.

- Jesus Christ.

- Let's get the hell
out of here now, go!

- Ester, that's not a
TV, that's a window.

- Katie, Katie darling.

- It's Kate, jerk.

- Touchy today.

Your friends for Oki are here.

- It's O.P.I., not Oki.

- It's all right, Lyle.

We can't expect that
some high school dropout

who wipes old ladies'
asses for a living

would remember three
simple letters.

You know, I think I smelled shit

when we were walking
past room 14.

- Can't say he didn't
have that coming.

And by the way, what's O.P.I.?

Aren't you guys cops?

- Well, sort of,
government cops.

O.P.I. stands for Office of
Paranormal Investigations.

- Paranormal?

So, you do believe
me about the--

- We have to investigate, Kate.

We lost two soldiers last night,

special forces
boys, hard to kill.

Actually found only one
body, pretty well torn up.

- I know.

I mean, I know that they died.

- How?

We just found out.

- I dreamt it.

- Really?

- Well, not in detail, but I
dreamt about it killing again.

- Look Kate, whatever's
going on, it's serious,

and it's way too similar to
what happened to your friends.

Same location, same M.O.

We need your help.

We need to find this cave.

We need to find this thing.

- This is funny?

- See, it's gonna get me anyway.

I can't escape it.

It's in my head, and I'm
as good as dead in here

with all these fuckin'
freaks, so fuck it, let's go.

I wanna face this thing down.

I'm tired of
waiting for the end.

You brought this
upon yourself!

You're the monster,
you're the evil one.

You're evil, you're
evil, you're evil!

You're evil, you're
evil, you're evil.

How's it goin'?

How you
doin', what's up?

- Hey killer, are we gonna

catch ourselves a
boogieman or what?

Oh yeah.

- All right, let's remember

why Uncle Sam hired
all you mercs,

to follow procedure, to
ensure the team's safety,

and to bring back,
alive if possible,

any specimens we encounter.

Let's form up for a
pre-entry briefing.

- You gotta be shittin' me.

You remember I outranked you
in the military, baby Sarge.

Mr. Straker, you
are free to resign

from this little campaign of
ours and forfeit all your pay.

Agent Lyle here'll be happy

to take you back to
your trailer park.

- Ranger Janeway, you don't
need to stand with them.

- I'm happy to hold up my end.

- You already have.

United States government
thanks you for it.

All right team.

- Hold on, I'm supposed
to be your guide, right?

You've gotten us
as far as we need.

Kate'll take us from here.

- Yeah, go fuck a
squirrel, nature boy.

- All right team, all
right, Sergeant McCool.

- Yes, sir.

All right, let's man up.

- Thanks for your help.

- Damn, looks like the
spark plugs are dirty.

I'll have us moving again soon.

We're headed in the right
direction, aren't we?

I'm pretty sure,
Sergeant McCool.

- Good, you just let me know
when we're gettin' close.

And call me Scott, okay?

- I'm willin' to be this is
just another wild goose chase.

- Hm, I'd like to take that
bet, Lyle, but I don't know.

That girl over there, she's
really afraid of something.

- Is everything all right?

- I guess I was just
tryin' to figure out

whether or not you
believed me about the--

- Kate, I'm a soldier.

I just obey orders.

But I did see some photos

of those special
forces boys we lost,

and someone or something
messed them up pretty bad.

- Oh yeah, this little fucker
right here's my favorite.

I call him Mr. S.S.

- Like the Nazis?

- Hell no, S.S. stands
for shittin' salesmens.

Let me tell ya, I hear a
knockin' at my door, right,

and I'm not expectin' nobody,

I open the door fast and wide

and shove this
fucker in the face

of anybody who's tryin'
to sell me some bullshit.

What the fuck do you
want, motherfucker?

Stupid rejects salesmen
shit themselves every time.

- Hey, well, that's exactly

what I'm gonna make this
fucker we're huntin' down do.

- Oh come on, baby,
keep it together.

Hey, don't ever fuckin'
tell me what to do.

- Yeah, you're the kinda
woman I'd like to have around.

- All right, we
should be ready to go.

All right, everybody,
we gotta move on out.

We gotta make camp soon.

- Look, squirrel, 12 o'clock.

It's the monster.

Cease fire!

You idiots!

Ah shit, look at those rocks.

We're not gettin' past them.

It musta been
that earthquake that hit.

Looks like we're
humpin' it from here.

All right, let's unload.

- The unseen monster.

Come on, Harvey, you great
big pussy fuckin' rabbit.

I'll blast your ass
to Timbuk fuckin' tu.

- Relax Phoebe, there
isn't gonna be any killing.

You've been briefed.

- Whatever, Sarge.

- Trust me, when
we find this thing,

if there's any killing,
it won't be by any of us.

- Really?

And I'm supposed to believe that

from some whacked out bitch

that just got outta
the nut house?

- All right, listen up.

We're gonna eat chow,

then I'll assign you
each your watch shift.

One and 1/2 hour each.

Anyone caught sleeping,
and I mean anyone

will forfeit all pay and
have me to deal with.

- Don't you dare fall
asleep on me, motherfucker.

- You little tiger bitch.

- You know, the idea
of all that gold

really makes me hot, baby.

- Yeah, well, it ain't gonna
be easy gettin' it outta here,

not with that group.

Gotta be smart, gotta
be cool, you know that.

- I say we kill 'em all,

as soon as we find that cave.

- Yeah, you're crazy, Phoebe,

but that's what I love about ya.

- How you doin', Kate?

- Good.

I'm okay.

You know, Friday
nights like this,

I'm usually pickin' up
my son over at my ex's,

watch a little TV, play some
Nintendo, eat some pizza.

How old is he?

- He's 11, his name's Matt.

- Aw.

He's a real looker.

- That he is.

- I'm sorry this mission

is interfering with your
seeing your kid, Scott.

- It's all right, it's my job.

I got watch at 23:30,

so I better get as
much sleep as I can.

- Goodnight.

Almost
there, almost there.

Come on, goddamn it.

- I'm workin' it.

Almost, almost, almost.

Now, baby, now.

- Ah ah ah, help, ah.

So tell
me about that gold.

Oh, we're
gonna be rich.

- How rich baby?

- As rich as that computer guy.

As the Colonel Sanders, ah.

Yeah.

- Jeff, Jeff Foxworthy.

- Oh baby!

Jeff Foxworthy, though.

- You're evil, you're evil,
you're evil, you're evil.

You're evil, you're
evil, you're eviL.

You're evil, you're evil,
you're evil, you're evil.

Be careful.

So, what do you think, Kate?

Find of the decade?

This is a holy place.

This whole side is protected.

Come on.

What was that?

What's happening?

- You're evil, you're
evil, you're evil.

- Kate, Kate!

You okay?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, so I'd think we
have a little bit more

U.S. military officials
on this hikey poo.

- We can't spare the man power.

Yeah, or nobody
really believes

that this fuckin' thing exists.

- Or maybe we do, and you
bunch of losers are expendable.

- Let me tell ya
somethin' toots,

if this fuckin' thing
really does exist,

ba da bing, ba da bang,
ba da fuckin' boom,

I'm gonna blow it from
here to Kingdom Come.

Yee-hoo!

What the fuck you doin',
you stupid son of a bitch?

Whoa, whoa, what's your
fuckin' problem, man?

It's just a paintball gun.

Do you know that I belong
to a paintball club, huh?

And I got the most KIAs
runnin' in three years?

Shit look, if it
gets slow out here,

I figured we'd have
a little bit of fun.

Lighten up.

- What a winner.

You sure we're on the
right track, Kate?

- How can you be so sure?

Isn't your memory a bit muddled?

- Huh, I know you
can't understand this,

but it's calling
me, it's calling us.

It's waiting and it's using me

to lead you all right up to it.

- Cheer up, Kate,
you're doin' great.

Here, I didn't see
you eat breakfast.

- No, I'm not
hungry, but thanks.

- Sure, we should keep movin'.

Kate, you okay?

- We're almost there.

That's the way.

- I'd like to kill her first.

- Here's the cave.

Wait, wait!

Wait!

- Looks like one of ours.

- He's our M.I.A all right.

I'll radio for a dust off later.

We should go check this out.

- Yeah.

- Jesus.

- Kate.

- That's it's welcome gift.

It knows we're here.

- Yeah, but where in the
hell is this thing then?

All right, let's
secure the site.

Burke, Straker, need you guys

to lay out trip wire
around the perimeter.

Agent Lyle, help
me out with this.

- You know, I'll be fucked

if you ain't the weirdest
bitch I've ever met.

What were they thinkin'

when they let you
out of the nut house?

- Phoebe, go guard
that cave entrance.

- All right
everybody, listen up,

so we're all on the same page.

That includes you, Burke.

The U.S. government wants
anything we find intact,

so that our scientists
may study it.

This is an infrared scanner.

Since this thing is
supposedly invisible,

these might at least give
us some sorta heat readings

on anything with a
mass and a heartbeat.

Yeah, provided this
fuckin' thing has a heart.

- Well, me and Burke
volunteer to go first

'cause we ain't scare of
jack shit, heart or no heart.

- Are you guys ready to go in?

- Fuckin' A.

- Watch your gun.

- Just let 'em go.

- All right, let's do it.

It's fuckin'
freezin' in here.

Shh, take it easy.

Listen Kate, I can have
you choppered out of here

when they come for
the soldier's body.

If this is the cave,
you've done your job.

You should get outta here.

- Oh god, I wish I could.

I'm scared, I admit that,

but I know it'll
still be in my head.

It's better to face it now.

- Jesus, what did you stop for?

- There's something there.

- This is really
starting to irritate me.

- What?

What?

- Just take it easy, okay?

- Don't defend these guys.

Ooh!

Oh.

- We're rich.

- It's beautiful.

I want it, Burke,
I want all of it.

- Patience, baby, patience.

- This must be worth
a fucking mint.

- Shh.

What is it?

- Just keep quiet.

There's something
in here with us.

- What the fuck was that?

- I don't know.

Holy shit, what the
fuck is goin' on up there?

Chill, Jesus.

- A fucking bat.

- Phoebe!

Burke!

- We didn't see
shit in here, okay?

We'll have to figure out

how to get this gold
outta here later.

- Why the fuck aren't
they comin' out?

- I don't know.

- I'm goin' in.

- We're here, we're all right.

What the fuck
happened in there?

- I set off the scanner.

Phoebe got a little jumpy.

- Wait, that's a specimen.

- That's a fuckin' bat.

- I don't care.

Lyle, process this, will you?

- Unbelievable.

- Is that it?

- Yeah, we were through
the whole place.

Nothin' at all.

- Yeah, maybe this crazy bitch
brought us to the wrong cave.

Oh yeah, what about that
dead soldier over there?

How do you two know you went
through the entire cave?

- Well, we're alive, ain't we?

I mean, if you think there was
some killer monster in there,

maybe we woulda run into
the son of a bitch, huh?

- Maybe we should make sure.

- Yeah, I'd like to
send in another team.

- Suit yourself.

- You know the rules,
Straker, search them.

- Have at it.

- Go for it, Sarge.

- I wanna move base camp
away from this cave.

We'll make another
attempt at 14:00 hours.

- Okay.

Good, you got
it taken care of.

- Here, shove it up your ass.

- Lyle, please.

- It's a fuckin' bat.

You think this is what
killed all those people?

- What is with this attitude?

- I hate the woods.

You can't even take a
decent shit out here.

This whole assignment
is chicken shit.

- Look, I got a feeling
about those two mercs,

Burke and the psycho broad.

I think they saw
somethin' in that cave.

My guess is it's all that gold.

- Why didn't they say anything?

- Because they want
it for themselves.

Think about it.

- I wouldn't have pegged
them to be that shrewd.

- Yeah, well, just
keep your eye on 'em.

- So, how are we gonna do this?

- I don't know, but
it's gotta be done soon.

Come two o'clock, somebody
else is goin' into that cave.

- Can't you guys get
yourselves together?

What the hell?

- I think I just got an idea
that can buy us some time.

- What the fuck?

- Lookin' for this?

What
the hell happened?

I don't know.

Whatever it was, it fuckin'
went past me like a bullet.

- No, wait, I--

- Shit, that's Phoebe.

Damn, it got Lyle.

- Fuckin' shit.

- I've gotta radio this in.

- I heard a struggle and
somethin' was pullin' him away,

and I couldn't see, and
I tried to help him,

but it got him, and oh my
god, it got him, oh my.

- Jesus Christ, he didn't even
get a chance to wipe his ass.

- Go get a body bag.

- I did a good job, huh?

What the fuck are
you lookin' at?

- It's all right,
baby, keep it together.

- You two bag the body.

Get some sleep, Kate.

No, I won't be
sleepin' tonight.

- Listen, Kate, when you get
out of here in the morning,

can you do me a favor?

- Sure, of course.

You know, my son Matty,
if I give you his address,

would you stop by and tell him

I was thinkin' about him
while I was out here.

- I will.

But you're gonna
see him really soon.

- Oh yeah, I know, I know.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

McCool.

- Yeah.

You know it wasn't the
monster that killed Lyle.

- I know.

- Base camp zebra, out.

You heard, rough
winds out at the east.

Earliest dust off, ETA
07:00 hours tomorrow.

- I want Kate on that chopper.

She doesn't need
to be here anymore.

All right, listen up.

I want you two to
rework this trip wire.

The tighter we are tonight,
the safer we'll be.

- Yeah, you hope.

- Oh shut up, Straker,
and help them out.

- Let me tell you somethin',
you piece of shit,

if I didn't need
this fuckin' money--

- You'd do what?

You'd do what, little man?

God, all right, come on,
everybody just calm down.

God, we need to stay cool out
here if we plan to stay alive.

I'll do it myself.

- Look, you can't, you
can't say that, okay?

- What are you talking about?

You had more information
than you divulged, okay?

We went in there blind.

Hey, we were sent into
that dust off unprepared.

We didn't
think that there was

anything left out there alive.

We didn't really
actually believe--

Look, I don't know what
we saw, but I believe.

- I wanna show you something.

Oh shit!

Is this
thing for real?

Two men died
just getting this.

Why weren't we
shown this before.

Would it have
made a difference?

- Well, at least we woulda
known what we were dealing with.

You still had,
have a job to do.

- Hey, I don't need you
to remind me of that.

- Just a normal
postmortem reaction.

- A what?

- Musta hit a nerve ending.

- All right, so what's
like the big picture?

- This creature is invisible
to our sense of sight.

- So, how come we
can see it right now?

- Radioactive dye.

Does this look anything
like you both saw out there?

- I didn't see anything.

Did you?

- It's too hard to tell.

- We still need Kate to
take us to the source.

- Yeah right.

- Sheila, you gotta promise me,

you don't keep us in
the dark anymore, okay?

All right, I don't
want anymore surprises.

Yeah, yeah, all
right, all right.

Odd that there's
still no fixed rigor.

- Jesus Christ, what
the fuck is that?

Look at that thing,
its controllin' her

like a puppet or somethin'.

Good work, Biggs.

- Sheila!

Not Sheila, only
her physical entity.

- Who and what are you?

I am one of the beings

trapped on this world.

My life force is sustained

by eating of an alloy
you call golden.

I have survived for
three centuries.

- What the fuck do you want?

The ancient ones

who left me here will return.

Your race will be exterminated.

You must release me.

- Yeah, live to fight
another day, right Wilkins?

- Yeah, yeah, let's let
the ugly son of a bitch go.

Why not?

- Go!

- You're early.

I got
tired of waiting.

- You sure everybody's asleep?

- Yeah, even that
little schizo bitch.

Hey, I say we kill 'em all now.

They'll never know what hit 'em.

- Phoebe, I told you,
we wait for the chopper,

then we surprise them then

and then I fly us outta
here with a brand new life.

- Damn, you make me hot.

- Yeah, later, let's
go get some gold.

- No!

- You got too much in
yours, get rid of some.

- Screw you, Burke, we're
already leaving the swords.

I'll carry it.

All right, let's
get outta here.

- Kate!

- What was that?

Shit!

- Jesus, you scared
the shit out of me.

- I can't let you take that.

It's cursed.

You'll die.

- I'm gonna waste this bitch.

- No, they'll hear
the gunfire outside.

We'll never get outta here.

Kate, don't be stupid,
there's a fortune here.

Why should the
government get it?

- You don't understand.

The gold belongs to it.

It won't let you take it away.

I'm trying to help you.

- There is no it.

Kate, we'll cut
you in on the loot.

- I knew she killed Lyle.

So that means you really
believe in this thing.

- Yes.

- She's fuckin' whacked, Burke.

- Freeze, drop those guns now.

- Do what he says.

- What?

- Drop it, Phoebe.

Now grab those bags,
we're taking that back.

- No Scott, we can't.

- Let's move out.

- But it won't let us.

- Shut your face,
you meddling bitch.

- Base camp zebra, over.

- Roger that, ETA two hours.

Repeat, two hours, over.

- Copy that, alpha 10.

Base camp zebra, out.

- Two hours.

These guys are in
it over their head

and we can't get to
'em till two hours.

- Oh, we'll get to 'em.

I'm more concerned about the
ancient ones comin' after us.

- Yeah but who knows what these
fuckers' concept of time is.

I mean, that thing
said it's been alive

for 300 years eating gold.

I mean, that could be tomorrow,
it could 100 years from now.

- Yeah, well right now,

I wanna get what's left
of our team out of there.

- Those bodies and the relics
can go out on the first trip.

They can wait.

What about Kate?

- Well, it's up to her.

Kate.

Kate.

- Holy shit, that sounded
like a goddamn grizzly bear.

- It wants its gold back.

I told you!

Where is it, did
anybody see it?

Okay, something
tripped the wire.

Eh, fuck it, maybe it was
a fuckin' grizzly bear.

I didn't see shit.

- By the time you
see it, you're dead.

- God, she just won't quit.

- What are you
talkin' about, Kate?

- What I've been talking
about this whole fucking time.

Those green berets,
those hikers,

everyone I was with in that van,

it got them, and now
it's gonna get us.

Why won't anyone believe me?

- Kate, there's gotta
be another explanation.

- I told you!

I told you.

It's here.

- Motherfucker!

Hey guys, I think
I got the monster.

This is such a
bunch of crap, okay.

This chick is fuckin' nuts.

What the fuck?

- Straker?

- Straker!

- Cut us loose, cut
us loose, goddamn it!

Give us a fightin'
chance, for Christ's sake.

- Do it, we might need 'em.

- Where is that motherfucker?

- Ah!

- Kate!

- It's gone for now.

- It keeps goin' after Kate.

I think it wants her.

We should let it have her
and get the fuck outta here.

- No!

- Get the first aid kit, Burke.

I didn't believe it at first,
but it's real, all right.

- Yeah, well, it's gonna
be real fuckin' dead

if it comes back here again.

- We can't see it
to kill it, Phoebe.

Don't you get it?

- Wait, wait, I got an idea.

What about Straker, that
paintball stuff he brought.

Where is it?

- What are you gettin' at?

- Well, if we can see
it, we can kill it.

Man, why didn't
I think of that.

Hit it with the paint balls.

That's why you guys
get the big bucks.

- He graduated top of his class.

Yeah, it's here.

- You look pretty
banged up too, Kate.

Let me take a look at that.

- You know, I still say
it's obvious as hell

that this thing wants Kate.

- You don't know that, Phoebe.

Well, since nobody knows
a whole fuck of a lot,

I say we use the bitch for bait,

and when it come for her,

we shoot the fucker
with paint balls

and blast it back to hell
where it fuckin' belongs.

What about that?

We're not usin'
anybody for bait.

- Bullshit.

- Keep cool.

- Maybe Phoebe's right about me.

- Fuckin' duh.

- Kate, we saw what
it did to Straker.

I took the gold
the first time.

Maybe it blames
me, I don't know.

Look, there's no reason
why everybody should die.

- Amen to that.

- Shut up, Phoebe.

Kate, think about
what you're sayin'.

We're gonna fight
this thing together.

- Well, we can't see it,

and if Kate's willing to be
the bait, I say we let her.

- I'm not gonna let that happen.

- It's okay, Scott.

It's a good idea, I wanna do it.

- Fuck it, let's give it a try.

Hurry up, McCool, I
wanna blast that fucker

before the chopper arrives.

We do, it's the first
thing goin' back.

- What are you
talkin' about, Carla?

- Why are we out here?

Did you forget?

- Right now, I'm just
trying to keep us alive.

- It might be too late.

Olly, olly in come free
you rotten son of a bitch!

- Scott.

- Don't panic Kate, hold your
ground as long as you can!

- As soon as you think it's on
you, you dive out of the way.

- I think it's here.

- Where?

- Dang, did you see that
fucked up looking thing?

What was that?

- Kate are you okay?

- Kate, you okay?

Yeah.

- Kate?

- It's the chopper.

We need to get the
team outta here.

- What about that thing?

We can't just leave it out here.

- We've already lost two
people, we need a bigger team.

Help me waive it in.

- Fuck!

- Foxtrot November,
mayday, mayday!

We're goin' in!

- Carla, Carla move!

Move it!

Carla come on, come on!

- Biggs, get out of
here, let's bail!

- Wilkins!

- Shit.

Biggs!

Hey.

- You okay?

I tweaked my knee a
little bit, but I'm okay.

You?

- I'll live.

- So what now?

We're in the middle of
nowhere, shit for weapons.

Why don't we try to hike
to the top of that ridge?

Get a, a good vantage point.

Maybe even spot that merc
that tried to flag us down.

- All right.

- Come on.

- Get off of me, you
guys don't understand!

The gold has to go back in
the fucking cave, right now.

Get off of me, you
don't understand,
this is so important!

Hey, yup.

- The gold has to
go back in the cave!

No!

Now, it's all mine!

- Get off of me, stop!

I'm gonna say this once,

this gold is the reason all
these people have been killed

and if we wanna stay alive,

we need to put it back in
the cave where it belongs.

Do you hear me?

- Just put the gun down, Kate.

- I will not put down the
gun until I am listened to.

You need to take that gold and
put it back where it belongs.

- We'll share the gold, honey.

- Baby I don't think you
understand what I'm saying.

I don't wanna split the gold.

I wanna put it back in the
fucking cave and go home.

Do you understand me?

- Kate, put down the gun.

There isn't any point anymore.

Real nice job on
the radio, Burke.

All right people,

we need to stick together
or we're all gonna die.

Carla didn't make it.

- Heh, maybe she got off lucky.

We got shit for weapons and
we're out here with this thing.

- Well our first
priority is gettin' away

from that thing as
fast as possible.

- Yeah well be that as it may,

I aint leavin' here with nothin'

and I sure the fuck aint gonna
give it to the government.

- It's going back in the cave.

Do it now!

- Relax Kate, if they wanna
carry the gold let 'em.

Right now we need
to stick together.

- Bullshit!

- You gonna shoot me?

You gonna shoot me, huh?

You should've done
it in the cave!

Cut that shit
out, both of you!

Come on, let's keep it together!

- When ya'all are done
huggin' and kissin',

let's get the gold,
get to the truck,

and get the fuck outta here.

Scott, I
know you believe me.

Tell them to leave it behind.

Let's just leave the
gold behind and go home.

I do
believe you, Kate.

It's not worth dyin' over
and they'd kill us for it.

They don't care,
so I can't care.

That's
right, soldier boy.

Let's move.

- Rocks rough, come on.

Let's go, come on.

- Wilkins.

- Holy shit.

Shit, what a waste.

- Look what a PhD'll get ya.

Hey, gun, ah.

That's good.

- Hello, and six.

- Let's try to find
that other camp.

There'll be weapons,
there'll be water.

It's gotta be near by.

- All right.

Hey, I need to sit for a minute.

- Something funny?

- Yeah.

I was thinkin' about
callin' the tabloids.

You know, I can see
the headlines now,

300-year-old cockroach
from space wrecks chopper.

- Hey, that camp's
gotta be somewhere, man.

- Yeah.

If they're still alive.

- Hey, check your six.

- That's the cave, that's
the one that nobody can find.

It's gotta be.

- Yup.

Let's go check it out.

- Wait, whoa, shouldn't we

be doing something
more productive,

like gettin' the
hell out of here.

- No, let's just
go in, come out.

There could be weapons,
could be water.

Come on man, let's go.

Suck it up.

- Hey you know, this is startin'

to look a little the same to me.

- Yeah, I think this
nutto's got us lost.

We keep goin' in circles.

- No!

No.

- More gold for us, McCool.

- Better than nothin'.

- Yeah.

Well, um, excuse me
Conan the Barbarian,

can we get the fuck
outta here now?

Yeah, just keep
followin' the sun.

- The sun, yeah.

- Hey, Wilkins

What do you got?

- Tell me I'm not crazy, man.

Does this look like gold to you?

- Shit.

Those are tracks, Biggs,
and they're headed that way.

- All right, let's go.

- I think we've outrun
the son of a bitch.

- Trust me, it'll be back.

Now that we've touched the gold,

it won't stop until it
kills us and gets it back.

- God, you're just like
a broken fuckin' record.

- Unless we kill it first.

- Now, you wanna kill it?

- It killed Scott.

He, of anybody,
didn't deserve to die.

- Please, you got any
cheese to go with that wine?

- Come on, super
bitch, give it a rest.

Show a little compassion.

- Well, I guess he
was better than Carla

and that other government fag.

I wanna help
you guys kill this thing.

- Okay, I'll tell ya what.

We make it outta here, we'll
split the gold with you.

- I don't care about the gold.

I just wanna kill this thing.

Come on,
let's keep movin', man.

- I wish that
ranger would show up

and tell us where we're at.

- Just keep followin' the sun.

You still think we're on
the trail of these mercs?

- Yeah, I'd say so.

Let's go.

- Biggs.

Oh man.

- Who the hell is this?

- Sergeant McCool.

He was head of the
group, no pun intended.

- Not anymore he isn't.

- Shit, no weapons.

- They had a truck, didn't they?

- Yeah, and I bet
they're headed to it,

what's left of 'em.

- So, if we hump it, we can
maybe hitch a ride, huh?

- That'd be nice.

You see that?

- Yeah.

It's been followin' us
for more than a mile.

Come on.

- There it is.

God, we are fucked and
that thing knows it.

Wait, wait, I got an idea.

- What are you doin'?

Dinner time!

- What the fuck did
you do that for?

- Maybe he just wants the gold.

Yeah, what about
McCool's head.

- Look, you got a better idea?

Yeah, go get
your sword, go on.

- Biggs.

Biggs!

- Wilkins!

Wilkins, move!

Wilkins, Wilkins move!

Jesus, you are the ugliest
piece of shit I've ever seen.

I'll kill you, you bastard.

Here's the truck.

- Let's get outta here.

Looks like we've seen the
last of that bug-eyed bastard.

Holy shit, it's back!

Hand me the dynamite.

Burke, stop the
truck, stop the truck!

He's got the gold.

Get out and get
the gold, baby.

Burke, you low
life motherfucker!

- Every man for himself, baby!

- Goddamn you!

Every man
for himself, baby!

- Yeah, get that double
crossin' piece of donkey shit.

If I'm goin', you're
goin' too, motherfucker.

Die, burn your brains!

Yee-hoo!

Yee-hoo!

- Ha, that's what you get.

Bombs away, you greedy bastard.

Nice of that fuckin'
traitor to leave us this.

- It's still alive.

- How?

- Where are the guns?

- With Burke.

- I'm for killing
this thing right now.

I don't think
it can be killed.

Later!

Eat this, you fuckin' mutant!

At least I'm takin' you
with me, you ugly bastard.

Eat crow!

- This is for McCool,
you son of a bitch.

Oh please, no.

It's okay, come on, I
got you, sweetheart, okay?

I saw the truck crash and burn.

We're gonna get
you back to town.

Come on.

You sure it's all right
to keep this stuff.

- After all I've been through,
I think I deserve something.

Don't worry though,
I'll share it with you

and a little boy named Matthew.

Favor to a friend.

Well, if you're
sure it don't belong to anyone.

It did,
but it's dead now.

Another three miles,
we'll hit the parking lot.

I know.

- Damn, that's heavy.

- But he's dead.

- No.

Who is that?