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Pronto.

Is this Dr. Martins?

Yes, this is Dr. Martins. Who is this?

NASA Space Biosciences Research.

We're patching through your call.

My call. I don't have a call.

Hello! Who is it now?

Why can't I talk to the same person?

Hello, this is Dr. Martins.

- Oh, please! - Who is this?

- Something came out of your tank! - Okay, slow down.

Can you tell me your name, please?

I told the man! I told them all!

Six times I've called already!

Always a different person!

- Where am I calling now? - Rome.

I'm a research microbiologist at Zapienza.

Oh, why'd they give me you?

I consult for NASA sometimes.

Epidemiological surveillance.

Now it's your turn.

Who are you, sir?

Enos Minjarra.

I live in Kiwirrkurra.

Kiwirrkurra? Where is that?

We're dying!

We're all dying!

Something came out of your tank!

What tank?

The one Uncle found near Tanami Basin.

- Australia? - Yes!

A long time ago, in the 70s!

But now something came out!

And if you're NASA, this is your tank!

You have to help us!

Where did the tank come from?

Where is it coming from?

- Hello! - Are you still there?

- Hello! - Sir!

Taxi! Can you hear me, sir?

I can't hear you.

Dr. Hero Martins.

Major Robert Quinn.

DTRA.

This is my partner, Lieutenant Colonel Trini Romano.

How are you?

Where's the rest of your team?

You're looking at us.

Okay, let's get started.

I thought the Skylab Space Station fell in the Indian Ocean in 79.

Well, most of it did.

But when it broke up in the atmosphere, one of the O2 tanks was recovered near here.

Some guy found it, put it in front of his

house, thought people might pay to come see it.

Just an empty oxygen tank.

But no, this one wasn't empty.

It was sent up with a microbial organism, a parasitic

fungus that could adapt from one species to another.

So we sent up a terrestrial fungus, and it came back down.

What's the problem?

The problem is, I think what went into the tank is not what came out.

And now everyone in Kiwakura is dying.

Or dead.

No one has been in or out since that phone call.

Well, I guess you're right.

I'd rather not discover a lethal allergen the hard way.

When were you first notified?

Less than 30 hours ago.

So when did the outbreak start?

That's unclear.

Have you been called for this sort of thing before?

Space shit?

All the time.

Robert?

Sorry.

No.

Bio-weapons and nuclear threats?

Yes.

Extraterrestrials?

No.

No.

Why would they intentionally send a hazardous organism into space?

Research?

To develop an antifungal medication for astronauts.

Switching body cams on.

Suitcase.

Somebody tried to leave.

They arrived.

Maybe people come from all over Australia just to stay here.

We shall heal it.

Fourteen houses.

Twelve cars.

And no people.

So where the hell is everybody?

I found it.

Over here.

Here we go.

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

Don't touch the tank.

Just stay behind me.

It's a folkloric solution.

Potatoes and dish soap.

The guy must have been trying to clean it.

Micro fissures in the tank.

Polysaccharide in the potato.

Sodium palmitate in the soap.

Dripped into the tank.

It's protein rich.

The guy might not have meant to, but he created one hell of a pro-growth environment.

All it needs is some water and it would really multiply.

Who the hell are you?

Hey, can you, um...

Just grab the loop in my suit.

I'm gonna pull against you.

Yeah.

But just don't let me go, okay?

Yeah.

I got you.

Alright, if I start to fall, just pull back hard.

Ready?

Jesus Christ.

What is this?

I don't know.

But it's big.

Fast.

And it's heterotrophic.

You okay?

Yeah, thanks.

Hey!

I found a body.

Oh.

Pog marks in the skin.

Erupted flesh.

Uh...

He burst.

I'll say.

Plates of the skull are split.

All eight seam lines.

Oh my God.

What?

It's all of them.

Why the hell did they all climb their roofs?

It told them to.

The fungus?

Yes.

That's how an insect pathogenic fungus reproduces.

It controls all brain function, movement, reflex, impulse.

It's driven to infect other hosts any way it can.

Sometimes it tells them to climb.

In weight.

For what?

For the fungus to overfill its body cavity.

And burst.

And spread.

But that's... that's only insects.

It was.

Get your sample, doc.

Or let's get the hell out of here.

Maybe the tank picked up a hitchhiker.

Maybe a spore penetrated its shell upon reentry.

But... however it happened...

I think we created a new species.

We need to burn this place.

To the ground.

Right away.

Now.

A couple M-47s loaded with white phosphorus ought to do the job.

Yeah.

That'll cover any spread.

Dr. Martins.

Come on.

We need to go.

All right.

I'm done.

Can you smell that?

Burnt toast?

In your suit?

It's not possible.

My suit is sealed and over-pressured.

There's nothing in here but oxygen and clean CO2.

Feel anything?

No.

It's a little hot.

We'll lose the suits of the Jeep.

They need to burn here, anyway.

We'll check yours for breaches.

Who the hell's gonna store this thing?

CDC?

Well, Atlanta and Galveston will both classify extra terrestrial.

They'll reject it outright.

For Dietrich?

Still in a top-down review after their last breach.

Couldn't trust it to them.

What about the edges?

What?

The mines and cancer?

What?

Exactly.

Nobody ever uses it.

Yeah, not bad.

No.

No.

Hero, you okay?

Stop.

Stop.

Can you hear me?

Hero, do you hear me?

She's infected.

Stop!

Put her down, Hero.

Hero, you're infected.

Stop!

She's infected.

Stop.

I said stop.

No, please.

She's infected.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, I'm ever so sorry.

I'm sorry.

Some of that courage will need to be directed outward,

into a world that would prefer you stay exactly as you are.

Dealing with difficult and confrontational people is,

like many things, a skill that can be developed over time.

But no change is possible without...

Well, shithead?

Told you, Griffin.

Can't help you.

Wish I could, but I can't.

Sorry.

I knew you were stupid.

Didn't think you were that stupid.

I'm not stupid.

I mean, listen, I get you're my boss and all, and I would help you if I could,

but it's messed up for me, vis-a-vis my, you

know, personal situation, and I'm not gonna do it.

Okay, so you think about it.

No.

Wish I didn't even know about it.

It's a big goddamn deal.

Nobody's gonna know.

I've heard those words before.

You do it.

I don't work nights, and no one's gonna come for that shit in the daytime.

Well...

So just let him in, so you and me don't have a problem.

Why do we gotta have a problem?

Because you know.

But you're not in.

And if you're not in, and you know, then we got a problem.

You got the new help tonight.

She's on walk and lock check till 12.

What's her name?

Don't get any ideas.

She's already hitting on me.

There.

Fix it!

What?

What?

Asshole.

Ah, Mrs.

Rooney, how's it going?

Staying cool?

I need to get into SB 114.

It's my anniversary.

Okay.

It's super hot out, right?

Kind of weird this time of year.

What?

Well, I guess we gotta... I need to get into it quick.

God, absolutely.

Storage emergency.

I totally get it.

It's snowing.

It's sunny.

It's raining.

It's hot.

I don't know.

But I guess we gotta get used to it, you know?

Could you stop talking?

Yeah.

Please, let me get the elevator for you.

Just one sec.

Ah, right there, Mrs. Rooney.

Ah, well, try not to get lost down there.

It can be pretty confusing.

I mean, even for me, I'm here every day.

Going down.

Keep an eye on ya.

52 years.

Happy anniversary.

Okay.

Maybe... maybe first we'll have a nap.

Feeling unhappy, stressed, and exhausted as a result of constantly putting other...

Sorry.

Sorry.

Hello.

Uh, can I get your opinion on something?

Real quick?

Sorry.

So, what, you just started picking up shifts this week, or...

Sorry.

Yeah, it's a pretty shit job, you know?

But...

Whatever.

Discount on storage.

I got a little thoughts on that, though.

Basically, don't do it.

Hanging on to all your shit forever?

It's a really terrible idea.

This whole industry's a racket.

It's like crack.

You just keep piling more and more shit in there.

And pretty soon, you can't throw anything out.

I don't hear anything.

Well, I definitely heard it.

Well, not definitely.

I mean, I was like, I don't know, aware of it, you know what I mean?

Like I was having an argument with my brain about it.

Does that ever happen to you?

You are very chatty.

Uh, yeah, I know.

It can be a problem.

I'm T-Cake.

T-Cake.

You must have loved that book.

What book?

You're named after a famous character from a book.

Oh.

No, that ain't it.

Long story.

Fairly annoying.

What?

I said I do not want to hear it.

Yeah, well, you always have a problem.

I've gotta go.

Long story.

Fairly annoying.

Yeah.

I'm Naomi.

Nice to meet you.

Soon as I am.

Hello?

Hello?

I'm calling about the 1978 premise Duster for Sale.

Are you there?

Give me five minutes.

Who's that?

My other wife.

How can you be funny right away in the middle of the night?

It's a gift.

One of the kids?

No.

New voice.

I'm sure it's nothing.

Somebody having a panic attack.

Get back to sleep.

You want to call Griffin?

Under no circumstance do I want to call Griffin.

He tried that shit on you already?

He's a pig.

Pigs do.

Damn.

Call the office.

Get his ass fired.

It won't play out that way.

I'm gonna need the job.

You guys get to flip those TVs he brought you yet?

Yeah.

That does not come up.

Oh, it will.

Trust me.

He's got like a million of them stashed in a couple units up there, downstairs.

Dad.

It's coming from inside the wall.

Yeah.

What do you want to do about it?

What I want to do is take this picture down, go to the tool closet, grab a claw

bar, smash a hole through this cheap ass gypsum

sheetrock and see what the hell is beeping back there.

Well, I'm okay with that if you are.

Well, I said that's what I want to do, not what I'm going to do.

Oh, come on.

We can, uh, we can hang the picture back up over the

hole to cover it, bring in a piece of sheetrock tomorrow.

I'm pretty handy.

I can help you patch it up.

Nobody will know the difference.

Why would we do that?

I have a very curious nature.

Clearly.

No, I don't think so.

This is my, uh, kid's dad.

Oh.

High school.

Shit happens.

Yeah.

That it does.

He is a hopeless man child, and that sort of

shit makes me want to smash through walls.

Let's do it.

So we can see a dead smoke alarm?

I don't think so.

Maybe it's a smoke alarm, but maybe it's something terrible.

I mean, we're guards, right?

We're supposed to guard the place.

Yeah.

You know I need this job, too.

You're not going to lose it.

No, you don't understand.

Like, I have to have this job.

I get it.

No, you don't.

I mean, it's like a condition.

I said I get it.

I've lived here all my life.

I know what a parole condition is, and I know where black

and gray tattoos with shitty ballpoint ink get done.

Ellsworth, right?

I mean, I'm hoping it was Ellsworth.

Yeah, it was.

Great.

So you're not violent.

Now, will you go and get the claw bar and smash through that wall for me?

Please.

No.

And I'm not going anywhere.

Go ahead.

0474.

Blue Indigo.

What's up?

We're getting a temperature breach alert from a decommissioned

facility in the Atchison Mines in Eastern Kansas.

Yeah.

I wondered about that, given the weather changes.

I wrote a memo in 2007 on that very subject.

I don't see it in the file.

And I called about five years after that, and again two years ago.

What time did the alert come in?

3.14 p.m.

Central Standard Time.

And you're just calling me now?

It took some time to figure out who to call.

Okay.

I'm 73 miles from Seymour Johnson.

I can be there in 90 minutes.

I need a plane from there and a car waiting at the other end.

Is it your opinion this qualifies as a heightened threat?

My opinion is it qualified as an exceptional threat at 3.14 p.m.

I'll see what I can do about transportation.

I'm not finished.

I don't have any equipment.

I need everything on the list.

I'm sorry, Mr. Quinn, I'm just not familiar with...

I brought an ECI white paper in 2009.

It's compartmented and stored in a clean vault.

Read the report and have everything listed in

Appendix A in the car in Kansas when I land.

Understood?

I can't do all that without multiple authorizations.

Listen to me.

This fungus is intensely adaptable.

It will mutate and spread in unpredictable ways.

Get Gordon Gray to clear you.

Only Gordon Gray.

Don't call anyone else.

What's your name?

You know we can't give that kind of information out over the phone.

Just your first one.

Even a fake one.

Something to call you.

Abigail.

Okay, Abigail.

Remember those good grades you got in high school?

And the sports you trained your ass off for?

The college you fought to get into?

Remember the abuse you put up with your first year in the department?

And the personal life you've given up for the last... I don't know.

And your voice.

It sounds like maybe ten, twelve years now.

Nine.

Nine.

All those sacrifices.

All the shit you've had to eat because you

wanted to do what was right for your country.

This is what it was for.

It's worse than you can possibly imagine.

We are at Pucker Factor 10.

Abigail.

But you and I are going to sort this shit.

Sounds good?

Yes.

Yes, sir.

Get this stuff on the list.

I'll be at Seymour in 90 minutes.

A whole bunch of stuff back here.

Sorry.

What's that say?

I gotta get a closer look.

Ugh.

NTC thermistor breach.

Hold on, give me a second.

Oh my god, are you okay?

Land that.

Whoa.

Airtight integrity.

Yeah, plus or minus .1 degrees Celsius.

Cold chain synchronicity.

Jesus, there's like 20 of them.

That's the only one that's blinking.

NTC thermistor breach.

What's it do?

Well, thermistor is part of an electrical circuit.

There are two kinds.

The positive kind, where resistance rises with temperature.

And the negative kind, where the resistance falls when the temperature goes up.

So, like a thermometer?

Um, no, like a circuit that's reactive to temperature.

Like a thermometer?

It's not a thermometer.

What are you, all sciencey and shit?

Well, I wouldn't say and shit.

Take a lot of science.

Prerequisite for med school.

Whoa.

That was fun.

Oh, cool.

Yeah, this place was military storage back in the day.

Weapons and what have you.

They cleaned it out and sold it a long time ago.

Storage is only on the ground floor and two sub-levels.

But this lab is what they care about.

See the sensors?

They're all in bunches down here.

The lower sub-basements.

SB-4.

You wanna go down and see it?

How?

How?

I mean, they sealed it off.

Yeah.

It's a tube ladder.

A tube ladder?

I'm not going down there.

Oh, come on.

This is like the most fun I've had in years.

This is like a night out for me.

This is great.

Jesus.

That's depressing.

Okay.

What, you don't go out?

Not really.

What about for, like, a beer?

I don't drink.

Not even for one beer?

Dad would be drinking.

You know what?

I thought you were a fun tea cake.

You started out fun.

Who, me?

Oh, I'm fun.

Oh, I'm huge fun.

You're the one who just said your best night

out in years is vandalizing your workplace.

And that's cool.

And I'm, I'm, like, cooperating.

You look at me with those eyes.

You guys say, please smash a hole in the wall.

I'm on board.

And then you say, let's crawl into this weird space and check it out.

It's still good.

I'm into it.

But then you come at me like, go crawl down the tube ladder a couple hundred feet

into the blocked off part of the abandoned government

shit and see why the thermistor alarm is going off.

And a guy's just gotta take it out.

Take a second to, like, think things through.

You feel me?

You like my eyes?

Yeah, in fact, I do.

That's very sweet.

My point is, I'm kind of easy to talk into

things, and that's why I got the problems I got.

But I spend a lot of time working on my personal shit so I don't just walk into

everything that everybody asks me to do all

the time, which is what I'm doing right now.

Right?

I'm just taking a little, a moment.

Okay.

Word of advice, if a guy who goes by Hazy Davey ever asks you to wait behind the

wheel while he runs in the convenience store real quick, you should for sure

remember you got something else to do right away, okay?

I'm sorry.

I was not being cool.

That's more like it.

You coming or what?

You think that picture's gonna cover that hole?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Going down.

Sub-level two.

Okay...

What do you think is this way?

What, some janitor's closet?

Uh, that doesn't make sense.

The only person that comes in here is Dave, and

he's a horrible janitor, so he's never in here.

That's weird.

It's supposed to go fifty feet that way.

Is that not one?

Oh!

Oh, that's cool.

Thanks.

Oh, this is crazy.

Do you think we're gonna get in trouble for this?

Probably.

Oh!

Oh!

There's no one I'm going off.

What are you gonna do, call the cops?

No.

Call Griffin?

Absolutely not.

Plus, he's a crook as shit by now, dog.

Why do you talk like that?

Like what?

Like you're from the hood.

Everybody I know talks like this.

Well, you know me now.

And I don't talk like that.

Yeah, it's cause you're all smart and shit with your science

and your vet school and your general and what have you.

You know what you are?

Loquacious.

Loquacious?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I like that.

It's like some detective movie from the 70s.

Loquacious Jackson.

You ain't bringing anybody home alive.

You ever see Foxy Brown?

Man, that movie is the shit.

Man, she pulls a gun out of her hair.

Oh, that part was so classic.

What's that mean, by the way?

Loquacious?

Talking is easy for you.

Yeah, I guess so.

So what's your real name?

Uh, Travis.

Travis?

That's a nice name.

You should use it more.

How do you think you're peeing in one of these things?

I have no idea.

Like a little, uh...

So, where's your nickname come from?

I don't know.

You're wrong, Ruff.

There it is!

It's here!

Oh, my God.

Huh!

That's it!

The tube ladder!

That's it!

Great.

Holy shit.

How far down do you think it goes?

I don't know, at least 400, maybe 500 feet?

Hey!

God.

Okay, so you're going down first.

Good luck.

Ridiculous bullshit I got to put up with from this woman, I swear to God.

Hi, this is Naomi.

Please leave a message.

Hi, honey.

Uh, it's me.

Well...

This is what happens.

You know, you don't talk to someone.

I got no choice but to show up at your place of work.

I mean, it's just what happens.

Okay, look, I've got a problem, okay?

And I can't go home and I don't know what to do.

And the problem is...

The problem is...

It's in my trunk.

Okay, and I'm here now.

And my trunk is here, obviously.

And I need your help.

So I'm coming in.

I'm coming in.

No.

No, you're dead.

You're dead.

You're supposed to be dead.

Mr. Scroggins.

Mr. Scroggins?

Mr. Scroggins?

You're alive.

Listen, I'm so sorry I shot you, man.

But you're okay.

What happened to you?

Mr. Scroggins, come here.

Mr. Scroggins, come here.

No, no, no, no, don't go up there.

Okay.

Oh.

Is your kid a boy or a girl?

A... girl.

Name?

Sarah, she's six.

You're pretty young, you know.

You're like a kid.

Okay.

Did you think twice about that?

Having her?

You regret it?

Sorry, is that like a messed up thing to say?

No, it's real.

Like, really real.

Most guys don't ask about it.

Huh.

Well, I don't mean to get all personal or anything.

That's okay.

D.T.R.A.

Access Only.

Man, I sure would like to know what those letters stand for.

What if it's, Don't Touch Radiation, Asshole?

Yeah, that would be some amusing shit.

You know, I'm cool with going back up if you want.

Later than I thought.

That's weird.

Hot?

Cold.

Freezing.

That's weird.

I don't hear any pumps or anything.

Underground cold spring?

I guess so.

It's coming from in there.

You want to open it?

Nope, I'm good.

I'm good.

What the?

Oh, it's a Rat King.

What the hell's a Rat King?

They wrote about them in the Middle Ages during the plague.

They thought they were like a bad omen.

No shit is a bad omen.

Look at this thing.

How'd they get like that?

Don't their tails get, like, knotted and stuck together with pine sap or something?

Holy shit, that one's eating me up.

This is some horrific, repugnant shit, man.

I have never seen anything like this in my entire goddamn life.

And I've seen some crazy shit.

This is fucked.

It's not pine sap.

It's like a slime mold.

I think they're making it angry.

It's not a mold.

There's no broth.

It's moving.

It's like fungal ooze.

God, that is a lot of fungus.

What is that stuff?

It's, uh...

Yo,

what are you doing?

Naomi!

The door's hot.

Yep.

And there's green shit coming out of that room.

There's a goddamn Rat King.

And curiosity is awesome and everything, but I

think it's time we get the hell out of here, okay?

Me too.

Did you get any of that shit on you?

No.

You sure?

No.

Oh, great.

Yeah.

Got to find Naomi.

Got to find Naomi.

¿Qué pasó, Abigail?

I was very specific.

Is there a problem?

My screen has you over Fayetteville already.

You have me on a modified command transport.

Which means it's official.

And I'm logged.

There's going to be a welcoming committee on the other end.

You didn't call Gordon Gray.

Mr. Gray passed away a year and a half ago.

I see.

That explains a lot.

I'm sorry.

Who did you call instead?

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You can clear the line now.

Yes, sir.

Hello, Robert.

How's it back?

Hey, Jerebake.

I thought you put this one to bed 20 years ago.

Eighteen.

Apparently it woke up.

Sounds like a broken thermistor to me.

That would be nice to think.

I don't share this particular obsession of yours and Gordon's.

You never saw what it can do.

No one has, because it's been safely contained for 20 years.

Until you sealed the place up and sold it.

It was contained.

Permanently.

Sure.

Unless Gordon died, and the climate changed, and the...

underground spring warmed up.

Oh, shit.

That all happened.

I will not get sucked into this conversation with you.

You're on that airplane solely as a gesture of respect to the old man.

Threat assessment and a sober report for matches.

That's all I want.

No off-the-book stuff, clear?

I'll check it out and go home.

Oh, by the way, you're welcome.

I'm not exactly on the clock anymore.

You should probably take me off the file.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Up yours, asshole.

I'm still here, Robert.

I know.

Abigail.

I'm secure.

On my personal cell.

I take it you read my white paper.

I did.

It wasn't as bad as what you wrote.

It's worse, Abigail.

And Jerebik and all the people in power now don't understand that.

They would stop us from doing what needs to be done until it's too late.

But we won't let them.

What do you need from me?

Airplane Wi-Fi won't be secure enough for the conversations I need to have.

So you have to make the calls for me.

Start with a former agent named Trini Romano.

Tell her Margo is under the weather.

I'm not saying I am, Darius.

I'm just saying I'm late.

I'm really sorry.

Do you mind?

Clear.

Trini will help you with the list.

Even item seven.

Especially item seven.

Believe it or not, Abigail, I've done all this before.

Including item seven?

Call Trini Romano.

Jesus.

DTRA, Defense Threat Reduction Agency.

Oh.

Who are these guys?

What the hell?

Pyongyang biotoxin grief minerals?

Oh my god.

I know.

Travis.

What?

What's going on?

I'm confused.

Huh.

Oh.

The deer just took the fucking elevator.

How does that even happen?

My god.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Whoever D.T.R.A.

is, we gotta call them.

Like, now.

Going up.

Get out of here and then call them?

Yeah, the stairs.

That's like some seriously upsetting shit.

Get out of there!

Oh, my God.

Bonnie?

Mike?

Hi.

Hi.

You were in the elevator with that thing?

Are you okay, man?

I shot Mr. Scroggins.

You what?

Wait, who the hell is Mr. Scroggins?

It's his parents' cat.

I love that cat.

What is wrong with you?

Why would you do that?

I didn't know it was loaded and then I thought he

was dead, but he blew up and now he's green stuff.

So this is Dad, huh?

Who's that?

Open your mouth.

I wanna throw up in it.

What?

Open... your... mouth!

What

in the name of heaven's glory?

This way, this way!

Okay.

Come on!

D.T.R.A.

has a number for you.

It's for a place called Fort Belvoir.

Yeah, it's a military base.

So do I call them or do I call the cops?

Call the fucking army.

How's it possible you're still alive?

Too mean to die.

Sexy ride.

Very practical.

Don't even start.

Yep, it's all there.

Including item seven?

No, we have to pick that one up.

Are you kidding me?

Abigail?

We got a call from inside Atchison.

Who?

Civilian.

24-year-old woman.

How'd she get your number?

She googled D.T.R.A.

off a door and called the emergency number.

Okay, she's no dummy.

Good.

I have her on the other line.

On the burner.

You want her?

Yes.

Hang on.

Her name's Naomi.

Civilian.

Inside the facility.

I hope she's enjoyed her full life.

Hello, Naomi.

My name is Robert.

Ask him what in the name of Christ is going on?

I hear someone else there with you.

Could you please ask him to shut the fuck up?

What's he saying?

Travis, can you please shut the fuck up?

Okay, um, we have a real problem here.

There's like a virus or a fungus.

Correct in the second one.

I know all about it.

Are you somewhere safe?

Uh, we're locked in a storage unit.

Stay there.

Has anyone come into direct physical contact with the fungus?

At least one person.

The deer!

Tell them about the deer!

The deer!

The deer!

Um, there was a deer and it was infected and it blew up.

Inside or outside?

I'm sorry, did you hear what I just said?

I said it blew up.

I heard you.

And I asked where.

In the hallway.

Yeah, that means it didn't try to climb.

So it's adapting, finding new ways to spread.

Okay, listen, Naomi.

You called the right people.

Some of us have encountered this situation before.

Stay put, do you hear me?

Do not let it make contact with your skin.

And do not call anyone else.

Speak only to Abigail or to me, Naomi.

Understand?

I understand.

Keep Travis calm.

I heard my name.

He's talking about me.

He sounds like the type who might try to run.

Don't let him.

Forty minutes.

You're gonna be fine.

I promise.

We're gonna be fine.

We're gonna be fine.

They're gonna die, aren't they?

Probably.

There's like some zombie shit.

Zombies are not real.

Zombies are real.

Zombies are 100% real.

No, they're not, Travis.

It's like movies, TV shows.

Yes, and some really fucking excellent TV and movies I'd

like to point out, but that's not what I'm talking about.

Real zombies are based on the shit in Haiti.

It's dead bodies that they turn into slaves with magic.

I can't believe you didn't know that.

You wanna be a vet?

Is that really what you think is going on here, Haitian magic?

This thing is spreading.

It wants to spread.

A rat king, an exploding deer, a dude that wants to throw up in your mouth.

It may be down here, but it's trying like hell to get out there into the real world.

And we gotta try to stop it.

No, thank you.

You don't wanna save the world?

I just wanna get home to my kid.

Okay?

If no one else comes and we stay in here, then we're fine.

You know, we're contained.

They're here.

Oh, fuck yes!

Not too soon.

Okay.

The Rev.

Ironhead, everybody knows.

Cuba, garbage.

And Dr. Stephen Friedman.

Hi.

This better be worth it, Griffin.

For a brand new 70-inch 4K Ultra with a curved screen, asshole?

Who gives a shit about a curved screen?

If they're such hot titty, how come it took you six months to sell them?

I think a curved screen sounds cool.

Whoa, Griffin.

Quite some mess.

Huh?

Oh, fuck.

Whoa.

God, that is nasty.

What is that shit?

Looks like you have some personnel problems, Daryl.

What did you do to my lobby?

And where the hell are you?

Shit.

They're inside.

I'm gonna kill you, shithead.

I'm gonna kill you.

And obviously you're fired.

Okay.

He saw the wall.

Jesus, look at that.

This shit is insane.

That's some kind of joke.

Hey, man.

You want to load eight TVs in the back of my truck, you got 20 minutes.

And I'm getting the hell out of here before the storm comes.

I had a hygienist.

She was stealing from me.

I mean, what can you do?

Personnel problems are the worst.

Hello?

Just your eyes, guys.

It's your lucky day.

This is the place.

This is the best storage plan you could come up with?

Your back is a time bomb.

Don't leave me alone.

My back's fine.

Don't touch the Pontiac.

It's his baby.

Oh, boy.

Looks old.

So, we... we still work?

Here.

I got it, girl.

Yes.

Thank your knees, you moron.

That's it.

Okay.

The shit we got ourselves into, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Ellie.

Hey, sweetie.

You look a little heavy.

What are you doing?

Just grabbing... something.

Out of your hair in two seconds.

Anthony, this is my friend, Robert.

How you doing, Anthony?

Heard a lot about you.

If she saw you here, Janet would kill you and me.

Thanksgiving.

I'll work on it.

So, when you stored this particular piece of ordnance here, you didn't think?

What?

Your grandkids.

Oh, come on.

It's not like they know how to activate it.

Jesus, you're overcautious.

Here.

Take the 72 north.

You'll be there in 20 minutes.

I'll get an Uber.

Sure you don't want to come.

Old time's sake.

I'd hack up a lung and get us both killed.

You know, I never stopped having nightmares about that poor woman in Australia.

Me neither.

You'll try to save these two, won't you?

I'll try like hell to save us all.

He's not out there.

I don't care.

I'm not going out there.

What do you mean?

Those people are going to die.

I have Sarah at home.

And Griffin?

He is a pig.

I'm not doing it.

The guy on the phone said that he will be here in 20 minutes.

20 minutes!

Yeah, who's that exactly?

Some guy who talks to big guys?

Some lady at Fort Belvoir goes to hang up and call back on her own phone.

These people are amateurs, man.

They're just as scared as we are.

Now, if you told me you talked to General Dick Steele or whoever, and he said half a

dozen Sikorskis were flying in here, armed with missiles playing Don't Fear the

Reaper on big speakers, I'd say for sure, let's just kick back and let that happen.

But they aren't, Naomi.

Okay?

They aren't coming.

Please, please, please, do not open that door!

I got one job.

All right, it's a shit job, but it's my shit job.

This place hired me right out of prison, and nobody else would do that.

So I would very much like to just once not screw something up.

You can wait here if you want, but I'm gonna go stop the zombie shit.

You...

You are a lot more interesting when you look at first.

Work on that compliment.

Try it again later.

I said rip a hole in the wall.

You ripped a hole in the wall.

You were all in.

Now I'm all in.

You coming or what?

That's great work.

When are you gonna grab one of your legs, you piece of shit?

You're leaving?

Where's that coming from?

I don't know.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, what's wrong with him?

He's got COVID.

Yo!

Get out of there!

What do you want?

Hey!

Get out of there!

Seriously, you should listen to us!

Get out of there!

Get out of there!

Jesus Christ!

Get out of there!

Get out of there!

Get out of there!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Mrs.

Rooney?

Something wasn't right about that young man.

What in God's name is going on?

Active shooter.

I gotta get out of here.

Oh, no, no, no.

No, no, no.

It's cool.

It's cool.

It's fine.

You had to.

He was like, you know, infected with this kind of horrible

zombie shit and he was going to barf all over us into our mouths.

Yeah, let's get you out of here.

We're not going to take the elevator.

Let's take you over this way.

Come on.

What do you mean they left?

I mean they're not in the unit.

Why the hell not?

She said there were others inside the facility and they had to warn them.

Shit.

How many others?

She didn't say.

She hung up on me.

I called back four times.

She doesn't answer.

When was this?

Four minutes ago.

Changes?

Only everything.

Abigail, there's a storm on the way.

If that fungus contacts water, it'll spread like wildfire.

We need an aerial view.

You want satellite reconnaissance?

I'll settle for a keyhole.

A ten minute redirect would do it.

You're crazy.

Operationally, I mean.

No.

I'm ambitious, Abigail, and so are you.

Come on.

Who do you know?

I have a friend at the ADF East.

There you go.

I'll be there in eight minutes.

Get eyes overhead ASAP.

Anyone contaminated, we'll read hot.

So look for abnormal heat signatures.

Any infected people leave that place, I need to know how many and where they go.

I'm on it.

Abigail, you know what I have to do, right?

I read the white paper.

And you're okay with it?

Is there a choice?

No.

I'll call you back at six.

Mrs. Rooney, you're gonna go up the stairs, take

two rights, out the side door, and that's it.

You're good to go.

All right.

Okay.

Oh, Mrs. Rooney!

Mrs. Rooney!

What?

The gun.

Toss the gun in the river.

Okay.

Jesus Christ.

Yeah, I'm armed, you son of a bitch.

You hear me?

Yeah, I'm coming in, and I'm strapped.

You see, dick man?

Chill out!

You know what?

I've had it with these clowns.

What the fuck is that?

Yo!

Yo!

Griffith!

Put the gun away, you idiot!

Hands in the air.

It's me.

My hands are in the air.

Drop the gun.

I don't have a gun, man.

It's true, Daryl.

He does not appear to have a gun.

You!

Me?

Glasses, yeah.

Get away from that shit, man!

Don't touch that.

That's some dangerous shit.

Okay?

Down on the floor, up against the wall.

Which one, man?

On the floor or the wall?

Ironhead?

Open this door!

Ironhead, what the hell are you doing, man?

What are you locking them in there for?

They're infected.

Doing what?

Bad shit!

Open that door.

No.

I'm telling you, I need to take...

You fucking showed me.

Yeah, and I'll shoot you again, unless you open that gun.

Open that goddamn door.

Do it!

I will put a goddamn bullet in your head...

if you don't open that door.

Keep coming.

That's a bad idea, man.

Daryl.

Daryl.

Daryl, you gotta put the gun down.

Daryl!

Shut up, you nerd!

Do it!

Do it!

Do it!

Do it!

You stupid mother... What the

hell are you doing, man?

I've never seen anything like that.

That took a twist, bro.

You ever seen anything like that?

No.

No one has.

That was crazy.

This way, come on.

Let's go.

Oh.

Abigail.

Eight six.

Normal.

Normal.

Robert?

You're Naomi?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I've had about enough people point guns at me for one night, okay?

It must be Travis.

Where's the rest of your crew?

I'm it.

You're it?

You're the only person?

Why is she shouting?

Gun shot next to the ear.

She can't hear on the right side.

Ah.

Who else has a gun in there?

So far, everybody but us.

We'll fix that.

Come on.

Ironhead, the door's locked and you got my key.

I've never shot a gun.

Fifteen round magazine.

Now there's a round in the chamber.

Trigger safety right on it.

Nothing to it.

Okay.

You two may have started the night minimum wage guards work in the graveyard.

But you're a green light team now.

Okay.

What are those?

Level four hazmat suits.

Positive pressurization.

Self-contained breathing.

Fully chem-resistant.

And a two-way radio.

Put them on.

You have to go back downstairs to place this device.

It has a selectable yield.

0.3510 radikilitons.

We'll go with three.

Nah.

Maybe five.

What the hell?

Wait a second.

Uh, you brought a nuke?

A nuke?

A fucking suitcase bomb?

Listen to me.

It is not a suitcase bomb.

There's no such thing as a suitcase bomb.

What kind of invading ground force carries suitcases?

That is a nuke.

You're... are... what are you, nuts?

Have you seen what the fungus can do?

You're gonna kill everybody in eastern Kansas, man.

We're not killing anyone.

Detonation will be hundreds of feet underground.

This immediate area will be irradiated.

But there will be no atmospheric fallout.

And the problem will be solved.

Do it right, and we'll all get medals.

He's right.

You saw how fast that thing spreads.

You'll carry this down to sub-level four and activate the triggering mechanism.

I'll show you how.

Once it starts, you have between nine and sixteen

minutes to get out and get a mile away from here.

Between nine and sixteen?

The timer duration's a little unstable without a metal wire.

Okay, yeah.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna stay up here and remove any infected organisms that try to escape the area.

Remove?

I'm going to kill them, Naomi.

I'm going to execute people whose only crime

is that they were exposed to a deadly fungus.

You want my part of the job or yours?

Yeah, strap that shit on me.

Get away from me.

Get away.

Get back.

Easy, man.

That was...

...horrible.

So, I think we should all just get out of here.

No shit, we're leaving you first.

Go on.

Cuba?

Cuba?

I don't feel so good.

I gotta get out of here!

Okay.

Okay, it's maybe four minutes to get down there.

A couple minutes to set it up.

Four to get back here.

Nah, I'm just harder.

Six minutes minimum.

Going down.

You've got incoming.

Where?

Around the corner of the building.

Ten seconds.

Mail.

Moving fast.

Major heat signature.

On the left.

I got nothing.

More left.

Nothing?

More left.

He's right behind you.

Get the shit out of me!

Son of a bitch!

Damn,

this thing's heavy.

Want me to carry it?

I got it.

Okay.

Chuck it down there.

Hope for the best?

I don't think so.

Robert, are you alright?

It's my fucking back.

I can still take them out from here.

Shit.

Okay, almost there.

I got it.

Nobody leaves.

Robert, what the hell is happening there?

What was that?

Where are you going?

How much time do we have to get out?

At least nine minutes after we start the timer.

Yeah, what if that's not enough?

I don't know.

We die.

What happened?

We found water.

If it makes it through that pipe, it'll get into the ground water,

and then that will take it through to the Missouri River.

Let's blow this shit up.

Do you think we have to put it in that room?

Nah, here's fine.

Okay.

Let's go.

Yo, wait.

The timer's already going.

Oh my god.

That son of a bitch started it.

Come on.

I hate this job.

We're never gonna make it out of here in need.

Take it off.

Take it off.

How much time we got?

The timer duration is unstable.

What the hell is happening?

It might go off early.

It might go off late.

Just hurry up.

Things are getting a bit unpleasant here, Abigail.

The fungus is moving towards you.

No kidding.

Through the door.

Keep moving.

Hey, asshole.

You're all out.

I heard your clip go dry.

You think so?

Come on out here and find out.

I think I'm fucked up.

You're next, you bastard.

You trashed my bike, huh?

Fine, I'll take your ride.

This is some every-man-for-himself kind of shit going on here.

You gotta go.

Go fuck yourself.

Take your greasy hand out of his pants.

Who the hell are you?

Okay to go?

Okay to go.

Go where?

You were right.

Your back is fine.

Oh, shut up.

Is that guy trying to kill us or what?

Yo, you gotta get out of here.

Hmm?

Oh, that's not so good.

Were you paying attention when I showed you out here?

Yeah, you were.

Trini, we need to leave.

Now.

Come on, come on.

No go.

No go.

No go.

We're clean.

We're clean.

We're clean.

We have to leave.

Holy shit, Griffin's dead.

Yeah, that guy was an asshole.

You started that timer on us?

I knew you could get out.

You did not know that.

I had a hunch.

You had a hunch?

Solid hunch.

I did not think these two shitheads were going to make it.

We haven't yet.

What the hell have we got?

It should have come off one minute and seven seconds ago.

You brought a defective suitcase bomb, didn't you?

There is no such thing as a suitcase bomb.

I already told them that.

The timer duration is unstable.

You're all please stop saying no.

What are you saying that?

How about now?

A nuclear event has occurred.

Ionized radiation detected in zone five.

This is not a drill.

How much health is this?

What the hell just happened?

A nuclear event has occurred.

I'm sorry, Colonel.

That's just not accurate.

In the hours immediately following the Atchison incident, you tried to silence

the very people who prevented the spread of the fungus.

Hold on.

Hold on now.

Yeah, go ahead, jerk off.

Try to spin your ass out of this one.

And you may well have been successful if not for the heroic actions of this man,

retired DTRA Officer Robert Quinn, whose white paper report

from 2009 warned of the possibility of this very incident.

So, what's the over on how long until you guys get to work?

He gets fired.

Forty-eight hours.

Abigail?

Eshani, actually.

Eshani.

My white paper got out.

That was you.

Mama didn't raise no patsies.

Nice.

So are your drugs, apparently.

Hey, McAllen.

How'd you know?

I cheated.

It was in your file.

Yeah?

I wanted to... thank you.

For what?

For reminding me why I joined.

To blow shit up?

To be there.

When needed.

And you were.

Hey, make your name over.

Or me a large one.

Not on the painkiller's dummy.

Careful!

Look out.

I was about, like, sixteen, seventeen, thereabouts.

Me and my boys were rolling around.

Got the munchies.

And we'd pull off, you know, get some Twinkies or something like that.

I'm the last one in, though, so they got all the good stuff.

And all the stuff when I get there is this thing called Aunt Sarah's Tea Cake.

So...

This is where the nickname came from?

I buy it.

I like it.

I say, I want to go back and get another one.

And for some reason, my boys think this is some hilarious shit.

And good stuff.

So...

They start saying things like, Hey, Tea Cake.

Where's your tea cake?

You know, crazy, brilliant, witty, uh, stuff.

Stuff.

Like that.

And that was it.

I was Tea Cake.

And I never really heard my given name since.

Nobody even asked me.

Until you.

See, Travis.

Loquacious.

Whoa!

Oh!

Oh!