All language subtitles for Impostor (2001) [BluRay]_track4_[eng]

There wasn't always
a war with the Centauri

but in my lifetime,
it's all I've ever known.

By the year 2050,

six years
after the first attack

we'd lost so many things.

We'd lost the sky
to electromagnetic domes

to shield the Earth
from frequent air raids.

We'd lost the uncovered cities
that the government forgot.

We'd lost democracy
to global leadership.

We didn't expect peace anymore
with the Centauri

because we came to see that
peace wasn't their goal.

Their goal was Earth.

The ultimate land war,
with no boundaries.

When I was a boy,
I built toy rockets.

I wanted to explore space
and discover new worlds.

I've never seen a Centauri,
but I knew what my father
told me.

I knew they were an alien race,
They were genetically superior

and they came after us
with no mercy.

I also knew they were
the last thing my father saw.

I stopped building rockets.

There was no need for them.

I built weapons instead.

And I know my salvation.

Her name is Maya.

A little hotter.

That's good. Music on.

No, no. Something else.

Hooker, John Lee.

That's good.

Go, Johnny Lee!

TV on.

Watch the news for me, will you?

News 3

Hoping to catch a glimpse
of their beloved leader

hundreds of people have thronged
the Ballard Space Port

as citywide preparations are made
for the Chancellor's arrival...

Spence, it's on!

Music off.

Water off.

...last week's brutal Centauri attack
on the Tolstoy Colony

...of Asteroid X-83.
What'd I miss?

Alighting from a recent briefing with
high-ranking officials at Sector Eight

the Chancellor visits our region for a secret
meeting with government scientists.

- Some secret.
Tolstoy colony...

... was a bastion of peace and free
expression in this grievous time of war.

Why do they leak these things?

They want us to think that she's Joan of Arc
and not some warmonger.

Tonight, we'll both be shaking
hands with that warmonger.

With one deadly strike...

Centauri stormtroopers
annihilated this idyllic community.

Well, I hope she likes
talking politics.

This heinous act, this war crime

will be avenged.

Firefighter robots have finally
extinguished the blaze

which has devastated
Sutton Wood.

Over 600 acres of forest
were razed

and authorities have closed off the area
to all hikers and picnickers.

The cause of the fire is unknown

but careless campers are
most likely to blame.

- Morning, Mr. Siegel.
- Morning, Spence.

I don't think they'll get
through the dome today.

They can, and they will, sir.

They can, and they will.

A mob of raucous anti-war protesters
clashed with military troops,

leading to 50 arrests.

The poorly-organized faction
expressed opposition

to the Chancellor's strategic
response initiatives

and the faction's disruption of a transit
facility was declared

a Mercury-class
public safety threat.

The protest was dissembled

thanks to a swift response

by military leaders.

No fatalities were reported,
nor were there any...

Veterans Plaza.

This station is Veterans Plaza.

Stand clear of the platform.

- I'll see you tonight.
- All right.

Morning.

- Good morning, Nelson. How you doing?
- I am high-quality.

- So tonight's the big night, huh?
- Huge. Nervous?

No.

Decided what you're
going to wear tonight?

Don't overthink it.
Relax. I'll give you a tip.

She likes to be called Chancie.
And when you get right up next to her

cup her right buttock in your hand and
jiggle it really fast. She loves that.

- Tight security this morning.
- I guess Chancie's a little paranoid.

- So, how's my favorite girl?
- She's beautiful as ever.

We went camping this weekend
up in Sutton Woods. She loved it.

Lucky you missed the fire.

Who says we missed the fire?

Whatever med-specs you give them
I want you to double the dosages
on your order estimates.

Yes, doctor.

And I want a nurse standing by
until he stabilizes.

Yes.

- How are we doing on synth plasma?
- SR's still waiting.

Okay, well, I'll just have to contact
Central Supply

and see if they send some in the next run.

We're way over capacity, Dr. Olham.

If you want to keep inviting more wounded

we're going to have to move
the party to your place.

Ah, Dr. Carone,
and I'm barely awake.

Rumor has it there's another evac
on its way here from Tolstoy.

I'd like to know why you told
them we could handle them.

- What do you suggest I do?
- We could ask evac to reroute.

- Oh, to a worse hospital. Forget it.
- I am all for the war effort.

I'm not interested in the war effort.

I just care about saving as many wounded
as I possibly can.

Good morning, Dr. Olham. Please enter.

What do you care about?

This morning I'm saying good-bye to my
youngest and he says -- I swear to God --

''Dada, when I grow up I want to be
in waste management.''

You tell me, should I worry?

Little Joey's on the slow side,
isn't he.

You know, I pray nights
he marries well.

- There she is.
- Three years of hard labor

and you are now the proud father
of an 80-ton baby girl.

- July 16, 1945 - 5:29 a.m.
- What?

Oppenheimer tests the first atomic bomb
in Alamogordo, New Mexico.

Ah.

Three weeks later the weapon hits
ground zero in Hiroshima, Japan

wiping out 140,000 people.

Oppenheimer sees the madness

and urges the UN to gain control
of thermonuclear development.

Government turns around and
calls him a Communist sympathizer.

And when it was all over
Einstein said

''Only two things are infinite:

''the universe
and human stupidity

and I'm not sure
about the universe.''

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

I'd say it's ambivalence.

I don't have that luxury, myself

but then again, I see
our people die every day.

- Have we met?
- This weapon is a godsend.

It will ensure the preservation
of our race and our faith.

Right.

Do we know each other?

- I work for the ESA.
- The ESA?

You're here because
of the Chancellor.

I'm Major Hathaway.

Special unit.
Enemy infiltration.

What's this about?

Spence! My God!

What the hell are you doing?
Are you insane?

Do you know who this is?

- Get off me! You're dead!
- Take it away.

Are you insane?

Hey, Spence, who are you?

You know who this is?

Good. You've come around.
I've been waiting on you.

You'll be thankful
for those drugs.

Spencer Olham was a genius.

At 15 he'd mastered differential
and integral calculus.

Harvard, M.I.T., Ph.D.
in biochemical engineering

Cavendish Laboratory,
top subatomic physicist

and all by the age of 23.
Outstanding.

No military record.
Father, John Olham, fighter
pilot, distinguished service.

Ship went down
in historic Z-12 dogfight.

MIA case
until they found his body

at a Centauri P.O.W. camp.

He'd been flayed alive.

Young Spencer was
eight years old.

Spencer Olham was a driven man.

I'm not happy about losing him.

And when I'm not happy,
nobody's happy.

Wha...

Do you like jokes?
I have a joke for you.

Knock, knock.

Why are you doing this?

I'll say it one more time:
Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Not Spencer Olham.

Three days ago
our Special Ops team

intercepted a Centauri
Intelligence courier.

This was on its body.

Centauri. Your native tongue.

Sounds like a wild boar
on the make. Anyway...

we muddled through it and decoded
your plan to infiltrate our installations

- using humanoid robots.
- What?! I'm a scientist.

You're a scientist.
You know, you things are really something.

It's not a mechanical
robot at all...

but a genetic cyborg
evolved from synthetic DNA.

It breathes, sweats, bleeds,

but right here, right now
it seems to have no idea

what it is.

Now this will really excite you.

A Centauri hit list.

Humans targeted for murder
and then replication.

This morning we found your target
-- Olham's name-- on that list.

Wha...

Wait a minute.

This is a mistake.
Now, I-I-I...

I know you think you know
what's going on here

but I can clear this up
very quickly. We have tests--

''We''?

methods-- you can run
a spiral core PET scan...

- ''We''? ''We'' who?
- or DNA amplification using a...

Oh, I see you've learned to patronize, as well.

Please, listen to me. DNA amplification...

Your needle ship penetrated
our outer dome.

You murdered Spencer Olham
when he was most vulnerable.

Somewhere outside the city.
Somewhere unrestricted.

- Where?
- This is insane.

- Where is your ship?!
- Please, please listen to me.

- I know you're a tool for assassination.
- You have no proof.

Your meeting tonight with the Chancellor--
that's when you would detonate.

I am Spencer Olham,
you crazy fuck!

Do you know when my
dog pleases me most?

It's when he displays
human qualities.

Sometimes he cocks his head,
puzzled.

You're not the prototype.

We found this cyborg

trying to pass himself off as an
engineer at one of our Mars bases.

I'm telling you,
my name is Jack Stoller!

You're making a mistake!
I got a wife and two kids!

Please don't do this!
I'm begging you.
Please don't do this!

I'm Jack Stoller!
You're making a mistake!

My name is Jack Stoller!
My name is Jack Stoller!

Stop! Please stop!

Don't, don't, don't!

The Centauri U-bomb.
Annoying, isn't it?

If I could blow us all to hell,
then what are you doing here?

You're not close enough to your target.

The U-bomb is programmed
to coalesce at trigger phase.

Right now,
you're just a useless curiosity.

Nelson...

Jesus Christ,
don't let them do this.

Please, tell them it's me.

You know it's me... Nelson...

Remember my wedding?

You got piss-drunk.
You hit on Maya

and you begged her not to tell me.
Well, she told me, Nelson.

I never brought it up.
I forgave you.

And when Josh had an emergency
appendectomy, I sat with you all night

and I asked you if you ever regretted
having kids in this miserable war,

and you said, ''No, because they
made it all bearable.

They made it all worth it.''

It's me, Nelson.

It's me.
Please, help me.

Memories, senses, knowledge

you pilfered them all.

But there was one thing you couldn't take
from Spencer Olham.

Do you know what that is?

''When the solution is simple
God is answering,'' I quote...

- Einstein.
- I know who said it.

I want the answer.

Can God give you the answer?

What was it you couldn't take
from Spencer's dead body? Hmm?

His soul.

I forgave you, you son of a bitch.

Gentlemen, let's get started.

That's right, let's get started.

Hathaway's a bit on the slow side, isn't he?

Oh, too bad, he's a little dim!

Hey, I got a joke for you.

Here's my joke for the day:
Knock, knock. Who's there?

Hathaway.
Hathaway, who?

Hathaway, the real target.

You thought it was the Chancellor.

Fatal error.

Trigger phase activated.
Countdown, 30 seconds: Tick, tock.

''When the solution is simple

God is answering!''

Strap him in the Vivisec.

That's right, you drill me.
You drill me real good.

We'll all go out
in a blaze of glory!

Long live the Centauri!

Target lock-- Kaboom!

He's playing with you.
He's trained to do that.

Strap in the robot.
Watch your fingers.

Ten... nine... eight...

Get back! Put the gun down! Get back!

- Clear the room!
- Get back!

Attention, all ESA units:

Enemy infiltration in progress.

Enemy infiltration in progress.

- I don't see anything!
- Move! Run around that corner!

- Double-check that quadrant!
- Yes, sir!

Affirmative!

All clear at 19-6!

Move back here!

Omega Six. Status.

Omega Two-Niner-Six.
Status.

He's on his way to the surface.

Nelson... Nelson...

Shh, shh.

Hold on. You're going to be all right.
Listen. Listen to me.

You're not going to die.

Veterans Hospital.
How may I direct your call?

Olham. Maya Olham.
I'll transfer you.

Maya...

Hi, this is Dr. Olham at Veterans Hospital.
Please leave a message.

If this is a medical emergency
enter code 2112.

You'll have 30 seconds
after the symbol.

Maya, Christ, I need to know...

Spence?

Maya. Thank God.

Are you all right?

What did they do to you?
Where are you?

Tell me what they told you--
the ESA.

They told me that you've been
arrested for treason...

- They think I'm someone else.
- ... that you're a spy.

- Maya, please listen to me.
- Why you?

- They want me dead!

Listen,

there's a test. In the hospital.

It's something they missed.
I took it three years ago.

A test?
What does this have to do...?

If I can run another one a comparative
for proof, they'll see that...

- You can't come... You can't...
- It's comprehensive. It's undeniable.

You can't come here.

You're not...

You're not listening
to them, are you?

It's not safe.

Locking down A-sector now.

I need to know where you are.
I'll come to you.

Initiating lockdown.
- I'll find you.

From 20 Kansas through 19 Nevada.

You'll be thankful
for those drugs.

Move! Go! Go-go-go!

Get down!

Get down!

Initiating lockdown from
20 Kansas through 19 Nevada.

The first question I have for you, Major, is this:
Why are we having this conversation?

I take full responsibility.

Effective immediately. I'll hand the matter
over to Captain Burke. He's a good man.

Pick up your weapon, Major.
A good man is not what I need.

- Is the replicant still pursuing its target?
- We don't know.

What is the range of the bomb?

- We don't know.
- Is there a secondary trigger?

- We don't know.
- Given that the Chancellor is landing in four hours

is there anything you do know?

We know it's either in the evac
tunnels or out in the Zone.

I recommend you evacuate
the city immediately.

You recommend
that I set off a mass panic

and you can't even
show me an X ray?

Mr. Secretary, the Centauri are
well ahead of us in nanotechnology.

The bomb, it eludes
standard detection.

The explosive parts coalesce
at trigger phase.

That's when you'd hear a big boom.

Don't fuck with me, Major.

- Now, tell me how we deactivate it.
- We shoot it.

We can't shoot it,
because you can't contain it.

It believes it is human.

It wants to live.
It knows fear.

It will make a mistake.

In the genius lies the defect.

Lucky for us... it bleeds.

And how many innocent men bled
for your mistakes

before you uncovered
the first replicant?

Ten.

You don't lose any sleep over those dead men,
do you, Hathaway?

We lost ten and saved 10,000.

I sleep like a baby,
Mr. Secretary.

533rd Street and Tyler Avenue.
Old Grid.

Census Bureau reports CimCode
hit on Spencer John Olham.

You shouldn't be here.

I said you shouldn't be here.

Attention, all inhabitants.

You have 30 seconds to comply.

Do not refuse,
or you will be bodily removed.

Do not run,
or you will be stopped by force.

This man is a prison escapee.

Take a good look at him.
Have you seen him?

- Burke, give me an update!
- Zero read, sir, either the masonry's too thick

or they still have
lead paint up there.

All right, bring it out.

Switch it on.

Sir, we are draining 25%
of dome power.

Ready yourself, gentlemen!

One floor at a time, Sergeant.

Burke, we are up, and now scanning the building.

I make four holdouts ground floor,

and a fifth on the second. Second floor.

Command, this is Alpha T.
We've got the holdout on the second floor.

I've got another one.
Third floor.

Looks like a runner
heading upstairs.

78% probability by body mass.

That's fourth floor, Burke.
Identify runner on the fourth floor.

Fifth floor.

Target is not moving.

There must be old motors
up there.

- Goddamn it, Sergeant, give me a fix.
- Getting magnetic interference, sir.

It's topped out.
Go slow, Burke.

Your target is now on the roof!

Sir, I am picking up...

Got him! Got him!

Target-lock: Eight meters east.

Identify your target, Burke.

Target appears to be...

...a little girl, sir.

We're bringing her down.

Next building, gentlemen.

He's too fucking hot.

- We shouldn't have brought him here.
- What are you talking about?

The hotter he is the bigger the bank--
you know that.

He's wanted by the ESA.

Yes, ma'am. Just let me see if I can trade
something for him, okay?

Spencer John Olham.
Married.

No wants or warrants.
No history of infectious disease.

Work record...

...classified.

Now that jacket and this full-auto
Glock 18 say ESA

but everything else about you
smells like a shit backed-up civilian

waiting on a heart attack.

Which are you?

Look... those troopers will be back

and they may not miss this place
next time. If you're smart...

- Get up
- you'll just let me go.

Get up !

So where would it go if it
was thinking like Spencer Olham?

Sir... Next quadrant. Yes, sir!

This way.

Come on, this way.

This way.

- Border patrol.
- That's right.

They pay good cash
for runners like you.

- You're going to turn me in to the ESA.
- Life's a tragedy. Move.

Whatever you're going to trade me for
whatever you can get, I'll triple it.

It's too late.

House allocation, food rations,
I can get you all of it. Come on, help me out.

Too late!

See that dome right there?

A government program built that
after we were bombed by the Centauri

after we got turned
into the Dead Zone.

you G-fucks always deliver--
too goddamn late.

Now get up.

Walk.

I'm not going back to them.
I won't die like that.

You can kill me, but I'm worth
a lot more to you alive.

- You're useless to me.
- Drugs

narco-phetamines, adrenosteroids,
pharmaceutical grade.

What?

-''Jump,'' ''Delirium'' anything you want.

So, what you think? You've got me down?
You think you know me?

All Zoners are junkies. Right? Right?

No, that's not what I meant.

You know, I don't like you. You keep saying
all the wrong things.

Then listen to the words.
I'm not saying ''junkie,''

I'm saying ''payoff.''
I'm offering you a real trade.

Punch in this CimCode: 746-218.

Come on. Just do it.

Do it!

''Maya June Olham.''

Pretty girl.

35...

no wants or warrants.

Associate Director... Associate Director
of Veterans Hospital, Central City Sector.

She's my connection.

And she'll do anything...

to get her husband back alive.

Now I know that you can run me
into that city underground

and I can get you inside
that hospital supply.

In and out, clean.

So, what's it going to be?

Dr. Olham...

I'd like to convey my...
my deepest regrets.

I had... great respect for your husband

his work.

We all mourn with you.

- I'm Major Hathaway.
- Yes, I know who you are.

We haven't found
your husband's body yet, but

every effort is being made
to locate his murderer, this ''Impostor''...

Don't you think I'd know
my own husband, Major?

I think we'd all like to believe
that this never happened.

And when did it happen?
This ''switch''?

- While we slept? While he showered? When?
- We don't know when.

Oh, so, you don't know
for certain then, do you?

We know that the replicant poses

a real threat to the public,
Dr. Olham.

And since it believes
it is your husband

it will likely contact you

turn to you for assistance

or may have already.

- Do you have a wife, Major?
- Pardon?

- Do you have a wife?
- Yes.

Does she know you very well?

She knows I'm a human,
if that's what you mean.

And how does she know that?

Because I'm not on a Centauri hit list

and I'm not walking around
with a bomb in my ribcage.

And for every second
that we debate known facts,

we are closer
to mass murder.

So I need to ask you
a couple of simple questions.

Has it contacted you?

No.

- Do you have any idea where it might go?
- None.

I'm sure if something occurs
to you

you'll let Lieutenant Burrows
know immediately.

My men will be
escorting you home...

to grieve.

I have six wards running
at twice capacity, Major.

I'll grieve
when my shift is over.

Nelson Gittes is dead.

Murdered by the replicant

along with two of my men.

Oh, I'm sorry for them, too.

Take off your jacket.

There's a big difference
between you and me

and I'm not talking
about the obvious.

See, me, I ghost in
and ghost out of the city. You...

the ESA will pick you off
at the first census post.

- You're going to strip my CimCode?
- Like I said, take it off.

He's going to need a knockout.
I don't have that much.

Whatever you got, keep it topical.

Already got enough shit in me
to embalm a horse.

Government-issue
Mercury Pentothal, my guess.

Hmm, powerful drug.
Give you bad dreams.

Yeah. I've noticed.

- You got anything to flush it with?
- Adrenozine, maybe.

But if we had that this would be a real
hospital, and, uh, I'd be a real doctor.

Watch his spinal cord.

You sure you don't want
to be out for this?

This hurts.

Well... now nobody's going to know
you when you're visiting.

Hey, put this on.
And get rid of that G-coat.

No, I'll, uh...
I'll hold on to it.

Could be useful.

What'd she do
with the CimCode?

Don't worry about the CimCode.
She'll shred it. Now, let's go.

I-I-I'd like to keep it.

Souvenir.

Hey.

Wait here.

Wait right here.

- What's up, guys?
- Hey.

There's definitely something
strange about that guy...

I think you've got some things
you forgot to share with me

Spencer.

What did they tell you?

Because if we don't have honesty in our relationship

we have a dead relationship.

- I'm not what they say I am.
- Then what are you?

- Just tell me what they said.
- No, I want you to tell me.

I want to hear it from you.
You tell me.

They told you... that they couldn't surface
because it's too hot up there.

There's too many military
looking for someone with my face ...

... and my name.
- And what else?

What else?

Doesn't this seem a little off?

Your friends know
I'm public enemy number one,

that I'm worth something
and then they just walk away.

Does that seem like
your friends?

How about a trade, Cale?

Let's talk trade.

Come on!

Safety.

Where'd you learn to fight like that?

What's your name?

Cale.

Is there anything else
you want to know?

No.

Well, being that we've become
so goddamn friendly

why don't you tell me
what I want to know?

All right, Cale.

The ESA think
I'm a Centauri robot.

They think I have
a bomb inside my heart

and that I've been programmed
to kill the Chancellor.

Let's get moving.

Let's go.

Through this plaza swing east,
another few blocks, we're there.

You know, when you say it fast like
that, it doesn't sound so bad.

- He sees me.
- Easy, easy.

Come on, get up.

Get up.

Get up.

What the hell is happening to you?

It's the drugs.
The ESA gave me psychotropics.

I can't carry you. I need to hear
that you're with me.

I can't trust my own mind.

They've gotten in my mind.
I can't tell what's real.

They want you to think that.

They're wrong about me. I've done
nothing. I'm a good man.

I didn't know he was in there.

My best friend.

The doors opened...

I think I killed my friend.

How many you see--

ESA? Exactly eight too many.

I'll just be a minute.

Olham!

- Check the log!
- Negative, no outgoing transmissions.

How about incoming?

One incoming
within project sector...

Going back how far?

All right, it's time to jerk the leash.

I want a house arrest, with a 24/7 watch.

No, no, no you keep all your men
in place until you hear from me.

I'm telling you, it's still prime stomping
ground if it still believes...

it's Dr. Olham.

Census Bureau reporting
new hit-- Veterans Plaza.

South Sector of main promenade,
post number 4-niner-7.

- That's behind us.
- Affirmative, Major.

- How long ago? Which direction?
- Stand by, Major.

Patch it through to Burke,
tell him to get over here and turn

... and burn some bodies immediately.
- Get me Burke.

- I got in close. I just...
- Listen to me.

I don't care if you're crazy, doped up

or you want to fuck somebody because they
hurt your feelings.

I got you here. Remember that.

I put everything on the line for
you and I want my end.

You'll get it.

- Olham...
- Look, I said you'll get it.

You know I'm beginning to think
that the ESA got it right.

What do you mean?

I mean maybe you are a bomb.

Just don't blow up in my face.

Comm Center, I'm at Post 4-9-7.
I need an update.

Census Bureau reports target crossing
your location 20 seconds ago.

Target heading south.

Lieutenant, take your men 1,000
meters south from here. Go!

You told me
the hospital would be clean.

- Just wait.
- Why don't we just do what you did?

Bump up against them
and ask them to dance.

Just give it a minute.

Let's go!

Okay, so now you got me
interested.

And I won't work half blind,
so tell me right now.

What's in there for you?

Proof.

They even have a name
for where we are now?

It's called ''Reallocation.''

The military took finishing
funds away from the hospital.

This way.

Attention all available emergency
personnel : Code three-three-three.

Emergent Medivac Unit arrival
imminent on Med Dock Five.

Countdown: five minutes.
Stand by.

I got another way.

Okay.

Second level, east side. Go!

Comm Center, I am now
at Post 4-9-6!

Stand by, Major.

I need men
up on the east side roof.

Target passed your position
15 seconds ago.

- Right here?
- Affirmative, Major.

It's here.

It's right here.

Emergent Medivac Unit
arrival imminent on Med Dock Five.

Medivac Arrival.
Clear landing platform.

No, go back!

Attention : all available
emergency personnel...

Medical beds in SICU-4!

Anybody got a top
sheet on this one?

Keep all your men in place
until you hear from me.

Target crossing your location
your location 20 seconds ago.

It still believes
it's Dr. Olham.

...passed your position
15 seconds ago.

Hey, Olham.
Olham.

- What?
- Make me a giraffe.

Somebody's coming.

- Come on!
- Hurry up.

Come on.

DNA SCAN
Good evening, Dr. Hall. Please enter.

Only now would I call this a good day.

Get what you need, and get out.

You don't want to be here
inside five minutes.

Cale, don't waste your time there.
The stuff you want is on the third level.

You're into the immunomeds now.

That's all... macroantibiotics.

I heard you.

Yeah, well that stuffs worth nothing
to you unless you got Thaipox.

The woman in the Zoner hospital.

It's for her, isn't it?

And the others.

Look for something
called Omnicillin.

It's a big gun. The military uses it
for Thaipox and everything else.

Now, you got about two minutes to do
your damage and get the hell out of here.

Right now, you can leave
through the front door.

After that...

Olham.

Don't shoot yourself.

Check station.

So, drill me.
Drill me real good.

We'll all go out
in a blaze of glory!

Long live the Centauri.

Target lock.

Kaboom!

Major, if I can suggest...

So, when we were running
in idiot circles,

when did we pull troops?
Captain Burke?

I pulled about a third of my detail
from the project site, sir.

- What about the chancellery?
- In place -- full complement.

Lieutenant Burrows, how many
men do we have at the hospital?

Attention, all personnel.

An efficient hospital
is a cooperative hospital.

Please remove
all medical waste materials

and dispose of materials
in waste containers.

Busy night.

15 hours straight.
Thank Administration.

She sends another evac
every five minutes.

That's not very nice, Dr. Carone.
She speaks so highly of you.

- I'm sorry.
- Where is she?

- I don't know.
- Where is my wife?

I don't know.

She left with the ESA
maybe a half-hour ago.

- You know what this is?
- A data spool.

- For?
- Molecular-core PET scan.

Very good. Now, I want you to run a
comparative test for me and no...

I don't have time
to schedule an appointment.

- Where's the alarm?
- We don't have one in here.

Look, this has not been
one of my better days

so, just give me my five minutes
of machine time.

Lie still.

Call security. Spencer Olham is
in the MPS room. I'll find ESA.

Olham! Walk away.

Right now! Right now!

Don't move!
Do not move!

No, no, the orderly's with...
The orderly's with him!

Security alert! Security alert!

There is a security breach
in east wing Pharmacology.

All security personnel
to the east wing...

It's him! There he is!

Hold your fire!
Don't want cross fire.

He's got nowhere to go.

Let's move!

Come on, move up here!

Come on, move, move, move!

Don't you move!

Get down! Move it!

Move it! Get down!

Get out of the way!

Get down!

Get out of the way!
Get down! Get down!

Burke, where is it?
Is it down?

- I had a bead on it, sir.
- Is it down?!

- It was in my sight, sir.
- I need a crash cart, now!

Move out! Find me a body!

Give me your weapon.
Give me your weapon!

Straight back!

Just go straight back!

He went that way!

He has a way out?

Eyes open!

All available emergency personnel,
code three-three-three.

Emergent Medivac Unit
arrival imminent on Med Dock Eight.

Countdown 90 seconds.
Standby.

- Lieutenant, get me two men up there.
- Two, go.

Burrows...
Take a good look at this.

If you had this kind of tenacity
you'd be a general by now.

I need a status report.

There's 80,000 square feet
down there, Major.

We're still searching.

Of course they are.

As reported earlier the Chancellor was
scheduled to return to the city

for a function at the Defense Bureau
earlier tonight

but that event was canceled
without explanation

and the Chancellor's
precise whereabouts are unclear.

That blaze in Sutton Wood seems to be
finally coming under control.

Fire-fighting robots are said to have
90% containment as of this hour.

Investigators are still unable
to declare an official cause of the fire

but they say they are taking
seriously eyewitness reports

about an electrical anomaly in the
Sutton Dome just a few hours...

We went camping this weekend
up in Sutton Wood.

Dome Authority has already
ruled out a lightning strike...

- Lucky you missed the fire.
...as the cause of that anomaly.

Maya.

Are they still there?

Are they right outside?

Maya, listen to me.
If it's safe,

... then meet me...
- Don't say any more.

- You've got to trust me. Trust me...
- Spence.

Please!

If you still believe in me...

all I ask is that you...
you meet me.

Meet me where we first met.

That's all I ask.

Spence?!

Spence?!

- Keep walking!
- Where are you?

Maya.

Oh, God.

Did they follow you?

No.

I know you're afraid.
I know what they told you.

That some ship got through the dome
and landed somewhere outside the city.

A cyborg destroyed my body.
They were right... in theory

- but they made one crucial error...
- I don't understand.

The ship crashed.

You see, that's what-
that's what caused the fire.

They miscalculated.
The Centauri never got to me!

I know the ship is here.
I can find it.

I'll show you.

Do you believe them?

You're bleeding.

- Do you believe them?
- I don't know what to believe.

They were in the house for hours.

They told me things...

They said you killed Nelson.

They searched the house.

- They-they... they went through our clothes...
- Did they hurt you?

No.

They kept grilling me...
asking me for proof of God.

All I could think of was you.

I don't expect anything
from you.

I just wanted to see you again.

No.

What?

I don't believe them.

You're the only one I can trust.

- I love you.
- They'll kill you!

Spence!

We got to find the body.

We got to get inside!
We got to find the pilot!

Maya, help me!

Olham!

Spencer!

- You were wrong!
- Yes, I was wrong.

- You were wrong!
- I know that now.

You listen to me.

You need to come over here
with us.

Spencer, listen to me.

Spencer, listen!

We decoded more
of the Centauri hit list.

Cryptography had it wrong.

You need to come over here
with us, Spencer.

- It's moving.
- Listen to me.

- You do not want to see what's in there.
- Go ahead, shoot me.

Spencer, you don't want...
You stay back!

- Just shoot me. Go ahead.
- You do not want to see...

Spencer...

It wasn't you who they wanted.
You were the link to the Chancellor.

Please...

It was her target.

Yes. You were just a decoy,
a dupe.

Spencer, please,
don't believe him.

That is not your wife.

That thing...

murdered your wife.

Don't listen to them...
please... don't!

Look at me.

Come to me.

Steady.

Steady, Spencer.

I didn't know.

I... How could I know?

This morning, we...

- Get away from her!
- Sir, sir...

Get away from her!

- Get away from her!
- All right, get back!

- Yes, sir.
- Get back!

It would've massacred us all.

You know that, Spencer.

Major!

Major!

Major!

Yes.

Oh, God...

If that's Olham...

We've been able to accelerate
your regimen in the past two weeks

but I need you
to keep coming back, huh?

You're not all better yet.
Now this is the medicine...

Observable from space.

This is the blast as seen
from a defense platform...

...14,000 kilometers
above Earth.

And it is now also confirmed that
among the several thousand casualties

were Major D.H. Hathaway
of the Earth Security Agency

Dr. Maya June Olham of the
Veterans Hospital Administration

and Dr. Spencer John Olham,
with the Defense Bureau.

Spencer Olham had been wanted
in connection with espionage charges,

which came as a shock to many
who remembered him only

as a deeply-principled
and patriotic man.

We lose lives to progress.
It's a necessary sacrifice.

As a layman...

I want to see peace
in my lifetime.

Dr. Olham, if I could just get you
to elaborate just a little bit on....

No. No. You'll excuse me.

l, uh, I was just on my way home
to reacquaint myself with my wife.

Thank you, sir.

You knew him?

...scrutiny comes
as a result of the discovery

of biocontaminants...

I'd like to think so.