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♪♪♪

ALEX: Okay, I'm ready
for transport.

WOMAN: Ready, Alex.

Coded alpha in storage.

Beta component
ready for transport
to storage.

ALEX: Now transporting
component beta.

That test tube.

Ah!

(GROANS)

Natalie,
your face plate.

Oh, God.
No, it's all right.

The agent is not
harmful by itself.

Oh, the test tube.

Damn!
What? What is it?

The glass...
And the glove's cut.

Oh, God.

Alert Major Skanz
that we have a
condition red at the lab.

ALEX: I don't know
what's happening.

The agent can't
activate itself.

(ALARM BLARING)

Oh, my God, Kim.

COMPUTER: A system
incursion has been detected.

(PANICKING)

A system incursion
has been detected.

A system incursion
has been detected.

Oh, no! No!

ALEX: Natalie, calm down.
Calm down. They're gonna
take care of it.

They're on top
of the situation.
Just relax, okay?

Open! Alex!

Alex?

The override isn't
working. Come on!

COMPUTER: The research
area is now armed.

Fifteen seconds...

What... What is it?
What is happening?

It's a mistake.
It's gotta be a mistake.
They told me it was safe.

No!

Ten seconds.
Nine seconds...

What is happening to me?

Seven seconds, six seconds.

Get me outta here!

Five seconds, four seconds,
three seconds...

(SHOUTING) No.

Two seconds, one second.

NATALIE: (SCREAMING) No.

(CRYING) No.

COMPUTER: Research
area now cleansed.

BURNS: Do whatever
you like.

Oh!

I am available
for instruction.

Wait a second,
wait a second.

New York Tribune,
National Desk.

Yeah. Hold on.

Leo, it's for you.

Burns here.

Is this the Leo Burns
who exposed that
toxic spill cover-up

on the Hudson River
last month?

In the flesh.

Well, Mr. Burns, I've got
a bigger story involving
a much larger cover-up.

Oh, yeah?
And who are you?

My name is
Captain Alex Bur.

I was working on a secret
germ warfare project
for the military.

Last night, we had
a terrible accident
at the lab.

Everyone's dead but me.

The project
must be stopped.

Who sanctioned
this project?

Oh, it goes right up
to the top.

The top? That, eh...
That would be
the President, would it?

It's possible,
but I'm not sure.

Meet me tomorrow night
at Quatro's about 10:00.

I have to go.
They're everywhere.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

On your marks, people.

Welcome to Camp David.
I'm Eric Black,

Special Advisor
to the President.

You have been invited here
today because the President
has decided to take time out

from his vacation to make
a very important announcement.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the President of
the United States,

John Lawrence Wheeler.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)
Heads up, now.

The ball is in play.

Thank you.

Feels like the winds
of change, doesn't it?

I'd like to thank you all
for joining me
on this beautiful day.

Let's look alive, people.

This administration will
not shirk its duty to make
this planet a healthy, safe,

and nurturing environment.

The responsibility we have
strived to accomplish...

KEN: We do have
a possible bogey
at one o'clock.

One o'clock, gentlemen.
Heads up.

Let's do a Reagan
rotation on three,
gentlemen. On three.

One, two, three.

...every issue of substance
affecting the ecology
of this planet.

This is our covenant
with our children.

Stay alert, people.
Go status one, status one.

Bogey in sight.

Complete the rotation.

Bogey in sight.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Thank you.

I am behind bogey.
Go alert status two.
Alert status two.

I'm out of the game,
people, out of the game.
Bobby, take over.

Come on. Heading
to home base.

Thank you, very much.

(CROWD APPLAUDING)

Let it go.

An egg?

What are you...
Some kind of wisenheimer?

Guys, I'm totally justified
in shooting him here,
don't you think?

What?
Oh, yeah.
Without question.

No!

Grab him.

ALEX ON PHONE:
You bastards, you know
what you've done?

SKANZ: You're military
just like me, Alex.

You knew what
you were getting into.

We all have a job
to do. What happened
was no one's fault.

You know that.
So do I.

The Lord works
in mysterious ways.

Come back to us, Alex.
We'll make arrangements.

We can make it up to you.
You have my word on it.

ALEX: You hypocrites.
You, that Marlboro
president, all of you.

You lied to me. You told
me those viruses were
harmless unless combined.

You're worse than
war criminals, much worse.

(CHUCKLING) Alex

I'm gonna make you pay.
Hold on now.

Damn.

He's somewhere
in sector two, sir.

Transfer operations
to mobile.

Yes, sir.

In 90 seconds.

Okay, gentlemen, set
a Nixon perimeter, please.
I'm back in the game.

You're Ken Fairchild,
right?

Excuse me, son.
If you'd step back,
please.

Thank you.

You stopped the rocket
on the goal line.

(SOFTLY)
Oh, God.

You won the
national championship!
Not now.

Come on,
Mr. Fairchild.
Sign my hat.

Look, son, let me
tell you something.

I appreciate what
you're trying to do.

But all I did was
play a game.
Okay, buddy?

Yes, sir.

Is it okay if I say
one thing though?

Like I'm gonna
stop you?

Go, big Red. All right!

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

(LAUGHING)

SKANZ ON PHONE:
We're still here, Alex.

I am a scientist.
A very careful man.

And I can tell you
every aspect of my plan
is now in place.

And I tell you, there
will be consequences

at the summit
and in the press.

Alex, what do you
want us to do?
Shut down operations?

We can't compromise
national security for
one unfortunate incident.

Now listen to me...
No, you listen to me.

I will make a mockery
of this ecology summit.

I will bring the whole
house of cards down.

I will expose you, your boss
and the whole group of
toy soldiers at the Pentagon.

You got that?

Hold on now.

Got him.
Where?

BURNS: Mr. President.

What's the US'
involvement in biological
weapons research, sir?

The President has
already dealt with
that issue, Mr. Burns.

There is no biological
weapons research program.
Case closed.

Perhaps the President
would like to answer
that personally

and reassure the
American people, sir?

You're a cagey
one, Leo.

Let's fall out,
gentlemen.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

MAN: Watch out! Watch it!

(HORN BLARES)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GROANS)

Make way. Clear.

Clear!

Give it up, Alex.

Tell me
what you've done.

Somebody call 911.

Jarrett, let's get
a new team out
to section three.

And Scotty, why don't you
feed me the coordinates
in section 12.

I want to do a post-op report.

Sir.

Well done.
Excuse me, sir?

The way you handled
that man at the press
conference today.

(CHUCKLING)

You didn't miss a beat.
No, sir.

That's something
we can't afford to do.

I do appreciate you
looking out for the team.

Well, you keep up
that good work, son.

When we're back
in the capital,
let's have lunch.

Thank you, sir.
I'm looking
forward to it.

What's this man
doing here?

Aren't you supposed to be
heading back to Washington
with the other journalists?

Hello to you, too,
Mr. Black.

Tell me, don't you
ever give it a rest?

Never.

I'll make sure Mr. Burns
is on the next flight, sir.

Way to go, Columbo.
You just blew my lunch.

You know something, Leo.
You better ease up on him.

He's gonna tear you
an even bigger asshole.

Hey, listen,
I've got my job to do.
You've got your job to do.

He's a dick.
Let's move on to more
important matters.

Poker, my place,
Saturday night.

Bring the money that I lost
last time with you,
because I swear,

when you leave
my place,

you are going
to be humiliated
and totally broke.

You know something.
I don't think I have much
of that money left, Leo.

Besides, I'm headed up
to Thermal Wells tonight.

No problem.
I'm covering that
flesh-pressing summit.

It'll give me a chance
to get my money
back up there.

No problem. Look me up.
I'll be in the lodge.

Yeah, okay.

Ken. Take care
of yourself.

An honest man around here
is a candidate for the
endangered species list.

(CHUCKLING)

GUARD: Here you go, chief.
Come on.

(EXHALING)

(SNICKERING)

Oh, what the hell,
Ripley?

Hey, you're just
a chicken shit boy.

Hey, let go
of my hair. Hey!

Hey, that's our route.

Yeah, we got us
a different route
this trip.

What are you
talking about?

This guy comes
to me last night
with a proposition.

We're gonna make some
serious money on this.
Serious money!

Listen, Rip...
Shut up!

All we gotta do
is deliver this truck
and cash in.

Yeah? I don't want
any part of this.

Hey, whatever you say.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GROANS) Oh!

(LAUGHING)

JOHN: Eric, we've
been over this again
and again.

(SIGHS)

Can't we just put
this thing to bed?

But John, we have
to be ready.

Not only when matching
in superior bio-weaponry,
but more vitally,

we need the antidotes
to these lethal viruses.

You can't develop
one without the other.

We need a sword
and a shield to protect
this country.

Stop speechifying,
Eric.

What's the
bottom line?

Let me initiate
a bio-warfare program.

God forbid, should
the need ever arise,

we'll be ready.

And you'll go down
in history as the man...

The patriot

who took the
personal risk
and initiative

to protect and save
the country he loved.

(DRUNKEN MUTTERING)

(LAUGHING)

KEN: The eco conference,
I'm concerned about it
not being in Washington.

Why Thermal Wells?

Thermals Wells was created
under my administration.

Yes, sir.

In fact, it was one of
my campaign promises

to save a natural wonder
from being strip mined.

Understood.

So I'd like the people to
remember me and my world
leaders shaking hands

while one of those
geysers blows.

It's worth thousands of votes
for my reelection campaign.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Now, I'm counting
on you, Ken.

Just like I counted
on you down home.

That's why I want you
out there in Thermal
preparing things.

I mean,
it's unspoiled
wilderness.

It's the world's largest
collection of geysers,

boiling mud pits,
steam fissures.

It's like looking
right down inside
mother earth.

Isn't that
a geologist's dream?

Yeah, I guess so.

And you were a
geology major in college,
weren't you?

(SCOFFS) Different kind.

I mean, if it wasn't
bubbling crude,
we didn't look at it.

Well, sir, you can count
on me. I'll make sure
that things run smoothly.

I'm sure you will.

KEN: Howdy.
How you doing?

Welcome to
Thermal Wells.

Thank you.

What happened?

An hour ago,
it was picture perfect.

You stick around here,
the weather changes
by the minute.

Really?
Yep.

Well, we should
get started.

You wanna help?

(LAUGHING)
I don't think so.

Surely they told you
I was coming, though.

Ken Fairchild,
Secret Service,
Washington.

You're Ken Fairchild?

(COUGHING) Yes, sir.

(LAUGHING)

Isaac Smith.

Nice to meet you, Isaac.

I'm sorry about
that, buddy.

What's a few germs, huh?

Anyway, the super had to go
up to west Thermal.

He'll be back
this afternoon.

Tells me that you want
to take a look at

that old mill geyser
near Elk Meadow Lake.

That's right.

What we're looking for
is a place as close to that
that we can render secure.

That's the old mill,
all right.

It's the closest thing
we got to a fort.

Now we're getting
somewhere, buddy.

I'd be happy
to take you there,

but they got me on
buildings and grounds duty
around here today.

No problem.

If you just tell me
how to get there.

Take the main road
until you hit Snake River,

and then follow it
down to the mill.

Let's get two teams
in a boat

to secure the southwest
corner of the geyser.

Whoa!

LARRAINE: Easy there,
fella.

Whoa.
Whoa, ah.

Would you like
some help there?

What?

I said would you
like some help?

Uh, no. I got it.

You sure now?

(GRUNTS)

Yeah. One more step,
I'm out.

Okay. If you say so.

Okay. All right.
All right, wait.

Maybe I can
use your help.

Whoa. Whoa.

You're really lucky
I came along.

Is there any way
I can get my shoes
out of there?

Shoes?

Yeah.

No, they're gone.

What do you mean,
"they're gone"?

I mean they're gone.
What?

I just bought
those things.

Who are you anyway?

It's funny. I was
about to ask you
the same question.

My name's Larraine Keller.
I'm the local vet.

Yeah?

Still haven't told me
who you are.

Fairchild.

Secret Service.

Ken Fairchild?

Yeah.

The guy the President
sent out?

Yeah.
Oh, God help us.

Am I the butt of
everyone's joke
around here?

Okay.

You coming?

Yeah.

My shoes.

It's expensive.

Whoa!

♪ Got my truck
and the road

(SINGING DRUNKENLY)

5:00 a.m.

This had better be good.

The A4 shipment, sir.
It's way off course here.

What's this?

I don't know.
What do you think
he's doing there, sir?

♪ Got my truck
and the road ♪

SKANZ: Well, I don't think
he's there to see the geysers.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yes?

Yes, he is here.
It's for you, sir.

Go ahead.

What? When?
Where was he found?

How long before
we can contain
this guy?

Well, it would have to
be out of Lost Lake, sir.

We're talking, two,
three hours maybe.

Get on it right now,
and get me
a secure line.

(PHONE BUZZES)

Yes?

We have a problem.

One of our shipments
has gone off course.

Do you think this has
anything to do with
Alex Bur?

Could be.

We just got a report
that the driver of
the A4 shipment

threw his partner
out of the truck.

Said he'd been paid
by a man to hijack it.

When did this occur?

Sometime last night.

Our man regained
consciousness in hospital
about one hour ago.

All right.
Keep in close contact.

(HONKING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(SCREAMING)

Come on, come on!

Come on, baby!

KEN: Is that snow?

ISAAC: Sure is.

At this altitude,
there's patches of snow
that never melts.

Come on, boy.
Let's get you
some water.

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

Not the money!
The money!

Jesus!

(SCREAMS)

(SNEEZES)

What the...

Come on, Jesse.
Get away from there.

Base, this is 31.
You're breaking up there.

If you can read me,
I'm taking this here
location scout

for a look at
Green Valley...

(SNEEZES)

Canyon.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, Isaac, I'm sorry about
giving you my cold, man.

I guess you're just
a giving kind of guy, huh?

Misery loves company.

And you're some
miserable company,
that's for sure.

Jesse, what's wrong?

Jesse! Jesse... Whoa!

Stop it!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

KEN: What?

Nobody's supposed
to be down here.

Could be poachers.

Isaac.

You go sneaking up
on them, you're
gonna get a gun

pulled on us.

Hey. Come on, boy.
Put the gun down.
We're not gonna hurt you.

Looks like somebody
beat him.

No one's gonna hurt you.
I work for...

Isaac!

Are you all right?
I'm okay.

Not hit?
I'm okay.

He's not breathing, Isaac.

You know CPR?

Give him to me.
I'll revive him.

Okay.

Got him?
I got him.

All right, tough guy.

You wanna hit somebody?

Hey, Ken.

Fairchild.

How is he?
Come on.

Call an ambulance.
I'll be right back.
I wanna check the tent.

(LABORED BREATHING)

Base...

Oh, my God!

(COUGHING)

There's something
terribly wrong here.

Isaac!

Isaac!

What's the matter, man?

Isaac.

Base, where's
that ambulance?

I got two down.
Repeat, two down
in Green Valley Canyon.

MAN: (OVER RADIO)
Medical team is on the way.

Hey, bonehead,
we're dropping
like flies out here.

I'll meet you at the top
of the main road.

(NEIGHING)

Jesse. Jesse, stop.

Jesse.

No!

(PANTING)

I got you.

I got you.

We're almost there.

Oh, God!

Here we are.

Oh, God.

Come on.

Quickly, sit down.

We'll be all right.

(GROANING) Oh, man.

(COUGHING)

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

Stop! Get away.

There's something
wrong with us.

Oh, no.

No, no, no!

(COUGHING)

Are you okay?

(GRUNTING)

Come on, honey.
There you go.

Isaac!

You know him?
Yes!

Is he okay?

Where's your horse?
We gotta get them
out of here.

My horse is dead.
What is happening
to us?

What is happening to us?
I don't know.

(RETCHING)

What? What?

Hey.

Hey!

Wait!

ERIC ON PHONE: Go on.

We've located
the crash scene, sir.

Our Level Four containment
team is on site.

Ancillary response
has been deployed.

We've intervened
with the state authorities.

We've got all our men
in patrol cars.

What about all of
the park rangers?

Not a problem, sir.

All park rangers have been
transferred out of the park

and our men
have replaced them.

Elaborate.

We've put our men
in ranger uniforms.

The park is completely
under our control.

But we'll need backup
as soon as possible.

What about the media?

We've supplied
appropriate disinformation
to the press.

We're now awaiting
Alpha Unit's arrival.

I've alerted
General Waverly.

He's assigned Alpha Unit
to be onsite.

They're cleared...

To do whatever
it takes.

This must be contained.

And more importantly,

no one must ever know
what's happened.

Sir.

Base, this looks like
the end of it.

The stream is
all dried up.

MAN OVER RADIO: Roger.
Draw your final water sample
and report back.

Yes, sir.
Over and out.

Take me to your leader.

BURNS: There was supposed
to be Alex Bur,
but he never showed.

I get this instead.

Uh, it's amazing.
There's names, dates,
the whole nine yards.

He claims
he's gonna present
substantive proof

at the one world conference
in Thermal Wells

of a very high-level
cover-up, so...

What kind of proof?

Well, that's what I
would have asked him

if I ever had a chance
to meet him, but...

I've got Matty out
trying to track him down.

See, without evidence,

(PHONE RINGS)

he could just be
a disgruntled employee.
It's useless.

Burns here.

Yeah, Matty.

Yeah.

What?

Yeah, yeah.

What was that?

Alex Bur is dead.

Car accident.

I guess I'm going
to Thermal Wells
before I expected to.

You know, Leo,

maybe you should make
a few copies of
Bur's documents

and distribute them
among people
you can trust.

That's a good idea, Jo.

That's a damn good idea.
I'll make a copy for you,
a copy for my lawyer,

and a copy for the only guy
up there I can trust

in case the
shit hits the fan.

Who's that?

Ken Fairchild.

SKANZ: Status report.

MAN: We erected
the isolation units
at 0600 hours

and the incineration units
at 0700, sir.

SKANZ: "Yea, though I walk
through the valley of
the shadow of death..."

You from
General Waverly?

Yes, sir.
If you'd come
this way, please.

I'm Captain Birk,
Chief Medical Officer,

Bio-Warfare Alpha Unit.

You'll have to put these on
before we go into
the field hospital, sir.

SKANZ: Give it
to me straight.

Are we looking
at the potential
for a plague?

BIRK: It's a definite
possibility.

Quantity of spill?

Enough to potentially
eradicate the entire
population of the East Coast,

if we didn't control it
at its source.

SKANZ: And you've
quarantined every
infected host?

BIRK: We've sealed off
the whole area.

We fogged the canyon
with Gen-8

to eradicate
the wildlife.

What about those people
in the isolation unit?

Yes, well, they won't
be here long.

Meaning?

Potential carriers.

Bur was claiming
100% mortality
with this thing.

So our only problem
is how to deal
with their deaths.

We want complete
containment.

We don't want the press
getting curious.

There are many ways
for people to die

out in the wilderness, sir.

We're clear.

Not to mention car accidents
before they ever get here.

Give me a hand
here, would you?
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

Keep it down.
Okay. What are you...

Would you stop
just looking
and do something?

All right.

(PEOPLE COUGHING)

10, 20, 30, 40.

All right.

Jesus!

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

(COUGHING)

(GROANING) Oh!

What... What is this place?

Well, it's not
the Mayo Clinic.

Oh!

Yeah, I know. It feels like
a horse kicked you.

It goes away
in a couple of minutes.

Great.

(MOANING)

Oh, my God.

KEN: Doc, I need
your help.

Where are we?

I need some help, doc.
What?

Oh, God!

He's not taking in
any air. Doc!

Oh, my God!

His breathing's irregular.

Keep his head back.

It's back.

Here, sweetheart.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

Doc.
Isaac.

I don't know what they've
done to us, but this boy
is not gonna make it.

He needs help.
Why isn't he breathing?

His throat's swollen so badly
he can't breathe.

Well, do something!
I need a pen.

I got a knife here.

Okay.
What are you doing?

Hold his shoulders
down, okay?

Keep his head back.

Keep him still, Isaac.

(GRUNTS)

(BOY GASPS)

There we go.
There you go.

(BREATHING SOFTLY)

KEN: He's breathing.

We gotta get him
out of here.

(MEN YELLING)

I'll see who's in charge.

(HYSTERICAL RANTING)

What's this?

He's not infected.

Hold him.
I'll give him
a shot of Demerol.

No more.
Shit!

Okay, okay, okay.

I got a little boy who
needs some help.

(GRUNTING)

What you doing?

You!
Hey, I'm on your side.

(YELLS) Fairchild.

Whoa!

Hey, what's the matter
with y'all?

Oh, man.

Freeze.

Let him go!

I don't know
who you are,

but I'm Ken Fairchild,
Presidential Security Chief.

Presidential
Security Chief?

Yeah.

All right.

Let's set the weapons down
on three. Okay?

Let's be cool.

One...

Two...

Three.

I'm sorry, sir.

I didn't know.

No. Isaac!

No.

Who are you people?

Who do you work for?

Talk to me,
you son-of-a-bitch.

Don't you pass out
on me.

Isaac.

Why?

Isaac.

(BOY CRYING)

The boy!

Presidential Security?
I'm going with you.

LARRAINE: Ken!

Hey! Hold on
a second.

How's he doing?

He's dead.

If the mother had told me
what was in the truck,

I never would've
made this deal.

What'd you say?

I said if the mother
had told me what
was in the truck,

I never would've
made this deal.

What are you talking about?
Huh?

I said what are you
talking about?

Get me out of here
and I'll tell you more
than you wanna know.

This had better be good.

(SCOFFS)

Larraine, we gotta go.

GUARD: Back off!
Put your hands up.

Who are you guys?

What are y'all
looking at? Come on.

Somebody tell me
I'm dreaming.

RIPLEY:
You're not dreaming.

Let's get out of here.

Move!

Sir, are you all right?

Get your men out of here!

Come on!

All right, we're clear.
Now who are you?

Who are you?
Ripley!

RIPLEY: Shit!

There he is.
We got him!

(GUN COCKS)

Get down!

(EXCLAIMS)

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(YELLING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(MEN SCREAMING)

Everybody all right?
LARRAINE: Yeah.

RIPLEY: Come on, hurry up...
Grab what you can.
Let's move.

Make it into the woods.
LARRAINE: Let's go!

I got the survival pack.
All right.

Let's go this way.

SKANZ: Yes, sir,
the line is now secure.

ERIC: Well, you've
involved Ken Fairchild,

the President's
bodyguard.

What the hell are
you doing out there?

SKANZ: They know
their stuff.

Couldn't have chosen
a more rugged section
of the park.

Not a road, not a fire trail,
not a level spot
to stand on.

We'll have to go in
on foot.

ERIC: What about
aerial pursuit?

We've got
helicopters up, sir.

But it's all heavy bush.

We'll find them,
but it's gonna take
a while.

Are they contagious?

We don't know, sir.
It's doubtful.

Not if they're well enough
to be up and running.

Taken care of.

They're being informed
of the unfortunate news.

Car accidents,
rock slides,
drownings.

Yes, sir.

KEN: Incoming,
12 o'clock...

Go right, go right.

Duck in behind this blind.

Get down, get down.

(WHISPERING)
What are we hiding for?
Just shoot them.

I'm not gonna shoot
them unless I have to.

Shoot them!
Shut up, Ripley.

Okay, they've passed.

Here.

Where did you get this?
Give me that!

Come on, come on.

I'll take you down to
the Little Murky River.

What does that
mean, Eric?

Fairchild's missing?

The car that he was
driving in went off
a cliff.

We haven't been able
to recover his body yet.

Then you don't know
what's happened to him.

Man, get a search
team in there.

It's Ken Fairchild
for Christ's sake.

John, we've got people
combing the area.

If he's alive,
we'll find him.

Tick fever,
landslides.

What the hell's going
on out there, Eric?

We're doing
everything we can.

Fairchild's alive!

He's gotta be alive.

MAN: (OVER RADIO)
This is Alpha Three,
Major Skanz.

We've spotted some movement
at coordinate 3-7-2-2-3-6.

SKANZ: Roger,
Alpha Three.

Send a tactical team
to investigate.
Report back to base.

KEN: Okay, hotshot.
We got you out.

What's the story?

I work for Prodichem.

They make
industrial chemicals,

fertilizers, pool additives.

You spill pool chemicals
in Little Murky,

all these people
swell up and die?

It's a job.

KEN: Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

We can't stay here.

They're gonna
come looking for us.

Can you get us
out of here?

Yeah. We're gonna have
to go around Spruce Lake.

KEN: Okay.

We can walk and talk.

Let's go.

I mean all of us.
I'm staying here.

Come on, Ripley.

Get your hands
off me, tough guy.

I'm just itching
to pull this trigger.

Move!

So what were
you hauling?

It wasn't pool additives,
pretty boy.

What the hell
was it?

Germ warfare, sweetheart.
You son of a bitch.

They do the regular stuff,
but that's just a cover-up.

Move. Come on.
Keep your eyes open.

They've got contracts
with the military for
the real moneymakers.

Stuff that turns you
every which color.

Gives you two
or three assholes.

That's what they make.

That's what
I'm hauling.

So how'd you
end up here?

That's a long story.

Give me the
short version.

Forget about it.

Ripley, cut the
bullshit, man.
We're dying.

All right, get off!

One of the workers,
a research scientist.

He came to me
with some
serious money.

I mean serious money.

All I had to do
was drive my truck

to a certain place
in the woods and
leave it there.

I think this guy
was gonna drive
my tanker

right into the middle
of the conference and
expose the whole thing.

He was really wacko.

You're a greedy bastard,
you know that?

So what happened?

I got lost.

You got lost?

I got lost.

Man, we were all
in that canyon
yesterday.

(SIGHING)

What is it, though?

I mean, what have they
given us?

I don't know.

Ripley,

where did your truck
go down?

I think it was called
Lone Pine Road.

You know it?
Yeah.

It's on our route
out of the park.

Okay. That's
our first stop.

Let's get out of here.
We gotta get
under cover.

Stop pushing.

Hold it right
there, buddy.

I got 50.

It only takes one,
sucker.

(RIPLEY GRUNTS)

Let's have the gun.

Damn you!

You're right.
It does only take one.

Get Ripley. Let's go.

Come on, Ripley.
We saved your ass.

Here.

Talk about totally
carrying somebody.

Get up. Come on.
You all right?

Here, I'll carry you.

Move. Come on.
Let's go.

ERIC: We've got
a problem, John.

I've just gotten word
that there's been a spill

of a highly infectious
bio-warfare material

in a remote area
of Thermal Wells.

How could such
a thing happen?
Who's responsible?

I'm not gonna beat
around the bush.

It was a bio-weaponry
program sponsored by us
that spilled the material.

What?

I never sanctioned
any such program.
I told you explicitly...

The White House
sanctioned it.

Not the President.

No.

His special advisor did.

The man who's
been at his side

through thick and thin.

Eric, you're gonna
go down over this.

It's not me they'll
go after. It's you.

You son of a bitch.

You're not gonna get
any help from me.

John. John!

Helping me
is helping yourself.

We must protect
the Presidency.

KEN: What's up
with the snow?

LARRAINE: We're
at higher elevations.
It happens.

Wait a minute.
He's up.

Gotta set this
dumb shit down.

(RIPLEY COUGHING)

You should call the President
to get a flu shot
before he heads this way.

Cool it, Ripley. I don't
want to hear it until we
hit the crash site.

Wait. No, no.
That's it.

What?
That's what
saved us.

You, me and Isaac,
we all had colds

before we were exposed
to whatever was in that water.

KEN: So what?

So I think it might
have prompted an
immune system response.

Sweetie, you think
just because you're
catching a cold

you're not gonna
get this thing?

(LAUGHING)

Ripley, we'll get
an antidote, okay?

We're not gonna die.

You're not gonna die.
You're not gonna die.

You're gonna die, pal!
Believe it!

You know what I see?

I see a dead,
muscle-bound, CIA,

secret agent, dead,
federal government
bouncer

with his save-the-world,
dead, forest ranger chick.

You're two walking
corpses with a cold.

Don't listen to him.
He's just babbling.

We're not gonna die.

Of course not.

If we're not gonna die,
why do I feel like shit?

Come on.
We gotta make time.
Let me help you.

Get off of me.

Fine. Walk.

Come on, Ripley.

Help him.

RANGER 1: Up ahead.
RANGER 2: Coming over
to the right.

(GROANING)

Ripley, are you okay?

What's happening
to me?
Shut up, Ripley.

The woods are
full of rangers.

Are you okay?
I don't give a shit!

I need help.
It hurts.

(EXCLAIMING)

I said shut up!

You might not give
a shit if you end up
in a body bag, but we do.

Look, I'll get you up
as soon as we get out
of the park, all right?

Now just chill.

(SCREAMING)

You're not sick,
you're crazy.

Look, I'm sorry, man.

Are you all right?

I'll take that as a yes.

(COUGHING)

Our only chance
is below a gorge.

It's about three miles
from here. Terrain
is really difficult.

I think I know
the best way to get us
through there, though.

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)

Come on.

Yeah.

Help! Help!

Ripley!

RIPLEY: Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Drop the money.

The money!
Not the money.

You took my money.

Hang on.

(WHEEZING)

Climb up.

Look at me.
You did this to me.

Ripley...

(GRUNTING)
I'm trying to save you.

You'll go down with me.
LARRAINE: Stop it! Ken!

Move.

(SCREAMING)

Oh, God!

Ripley!

LARRAINE: Did you get
a good look at Ripley?
KEN: Yeah, why?

He had it.

We gave it to him.

I mean, we're so
hell-bent on trying
to get out of here,

I mean, we could be
carrying a plague.

No, we're not.
Hey.

I promise you,
we're gonna get
out of here alive.

Just feels like the
whole world's turned
against us, that's all.

But it hasn't.

Don't give up on us.

You find a way out.
I'll take care of us.

Everything's fine
in room 115.

That's good.
Thank you.

My name's Leo Burns,
New York Tribune.

I think you have
a reservation for me.

Oh, yes, Mr. Burns.
Welcome. We've been
expecting you.

Thank you. Has anyone
named George Skanz
been asking about me?

Yes, yes. As a matter of fact,
he just went into the bar,
right through there.

Good. I'll check in
in a minute.

That'll be fine.

We've got company.
What are we gonna do?

Hide. Get out
of sight. Come on.
Cave.

Hurry.

Go, go, go.

This shit just keeps
getting better
and better, doesn't it?

Yeah.

I gotta take
these guys out.

How?

I'm gonna improvise.

(KEN GRUNTS)

(MEN GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Mr. Skanz.
Sir.

Leo Burns,
New York Tribune.
Sir.

Could I talk to you
for a moment?

My time is your time.

Good. Thank you.

What can you tell me
about the spotted fever
epidemic?

We've got it in check.

Really? I heard
that there's a possibility

that the Eco-Conference
might have to be moved.

That's not the case.

Well, I have reports

of over two dozen
people being admitted
to hospitals, sir.

I don't know where
you get your
information, Mr. Burns.

Wait, wait. Are you
saying that there has
been no outbreak?

We had seven or eight
cases come into
the park clinic.

All of them had been
camping at the
Green Valley Canyon.

They were treated
and released.
Camp ground closed.

No further cases
have been reported.

So there was only
seven or eight people?

Could I get the names
and addresses

of those seven
or eight people
if you don't mind, sir?

(CHUCKLES)

You guys.

That information
is confidential.

How about if I just
took a little look around
the camp ground?

It's been saturated with
extremely potent insecticide.
No one's going in there now.

And if I asked you
for a tour of the
hospital facilities?

You're late, Mr. Burns.
There's nothing left to see.

"Nothing left to see."
I should have
guessed this.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have a few things
I've got to do.

Well, you're a busy man.
Uh, Mr. Skanz,

if there is anything
that comes to mind,

I'd appreciate it
if you'd give me a call.

(SIGHS)

KEN: No.

I thought you knew
where you were
going, Larraine.

Look, I mean, we
can't be far off, right?

All right. What,
we go down this side
and up the other, right?

LARRAINE: How?

Turn around, there.
You got that rope.

What are you doing?

The first thing an
Oklahoma boy learns
is how to use a rope.

Watch me, all right?
It's real simple.

Kick off the side
and slide down.

It's easy.

Don't be scared,
all right?

Okay, girl. I got you.

(WHOOPS)
I got you.

That was fun.

I bet all the boys in school
hated you, didn't they?
What do you mean?

You were probably one
of those kids

who just had to be
in the front row of
the roller coaster, huh?

And standing.

(LAUGHS)

I am impressed,
Larraine Keller.

This is Ash River.
It'll lead us
out of the park.

Okay, let's go.
Hurry.

Yeah, if this was
a football game,
I just might be impressed.

Wait a minute.
What did you
just say?

Say that again.

Fairchild,
before I went
to vet school,

I went to the
University of Nebraska,
okay?

I hated you
for what you did.

So wait a minute.
You're a fan.

Never one of yours.

Really?
You're a fan,
aren't you?

No, I'm not.

You're a little Husker.
Go figure.

(GROANING) God!

(LAUGHS)
Strong one, too.

LARRAINE: Can I ask you
a personal question?

KEN: Sure.

Why did you
quit football?

Remember that play
everyone likes
to talk about?

No.
Yeah, you do.

Stopped the Rocket
on the goal line.

Put him three rows up
in the cheap seats,
they said.

Won the National
Championship.

Made me a hero.
Made me famous.

Yeah, in some
universities.

Yeah, well I felt
something go in my neck.

Doctors said
I had to hang it up.

They said if I had
one more hit like that,
I'd be in a chair for life.

So, they wouldn't pass
me on the physical
the following year.

That was it.
It was over.

I mean, I stayed
in school.
I got a degree.

And because I was
who I was,

I got a chance to meet
a lot of important people.

Like the Governor.
Now he's the President.

Took me to Washington
with him and made me
Chief of Security.

Most people would be
happy about that.

But I didn't make
the choice.

I mean, the thing I loved
more than anything in life
was playing ball.

And it was just
taken away from me.

In fact, every important
decision in my life
has been made for me,

whether it be by my dad,
or my coaches, doctors,
even the President.

I don't wanna
talk about this.

What did you get,
like, a minor in
animal psychology

in vet school
or something?
God.

Trying to find a way
to forgive you

for what you did
to dear old Nebraska.

Okay.

KEN: Larraine?
LARRAINE: Uh-huh?

I want you to know,
whatever happens,
I'm glad I met you.

Nebraska or not.
Ditto.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

If we get out of this,
I'm gonna find out
who's responsible.

Promise?
Yep.

What are you doing?

I'm hiding.
Want to join me?

Come on. Come on.

Did you hear that?
Yeah, let's check it out.

Okay.

Sounded like it was
over here.
Yeah.

No.

Must have been a bird.
Let's go.

This is Alpha Six. Suspect
has entered the prohibited
zone, Major Skanz.

SKANZ: Specify.
The isolation unit area

where the bodies
were incinerated.
Should we intercept?

Negative.
Continue surveillance
and keep in contact.

What's this?

Bingo.

You're working on
getting us lost again,
aren't you?

No, we gotta
go this way.

Hello, Thermal Wells Inn.
Leo Burns?
Yes, he's right here.

Mr. Burns.
Oh, Mr. Burns?
Phone for you.

Thank you.

Burns speaking.
Yes. There is?
Whereabouts?

You ever heard
of a place
called Deep Cove?

Yep.

Who's speaking?
How do you...

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

Mind if I use
your phone?
Please do.

New York Tribune,
National Desk.

BURNS: Jo, how's things
at the Tribune?

Hey, Burns.
Same old, same old.

Listen, I just got a tip that
there's another outbreak,
in a place called Deep Cove.

It's a couple of hours
from here.

I'll call you when
I get details later.

Okay. I'll talk to you then.
Yeah.

You take care
of yourself.

Yeah, you, too.
Ciao.

Is Ken Fairchild
staying here?

Yes, he is.

Well, I'd like you
to give him
this envelope,

and make sure that
he gets it as soon
as he comes in.

Ken Fairchild
and only
Ken Fairchild.

Understood.
All right. Thank you.

I'll see you later.
Bye-bye.

He just left,
Major Skanz.

(INDISTINCT)

Mr. President.

I'm telling you, I'm not
buying the President's
involved in this.

You think a chemical
company could come
into a national park

and take it over
all by itself?

No, but why can't you
buy there could be
another agency involved?

That's all
I'm saying.

Why can't you face it
that the President
probably sold you out?

No.
Yes.

No, no, no. Look.

My God,
it's spreading.

Uh-oh, tough luck,
sucker.

All right, all right,
all right.

What river is this?
The Heart River.
What's left of it.

Okay, so wait.
The truck went down
in the Little Murky, right?

Right.

Does the Little Murky
and the Heart ever merge
upstream somewhere?

Yeah, but the Little Murky's
all dried up, and this
stream is all dried up.

How did this stuff
get all the way down here?
No, no, no, no.

Streams don't dry up,
Larraine.

I mean, they might
on the surface, but they
don't underneath.

They run all the time.
We just can't see them.

Here's the
million-dollar question:

where does
the Heart River end?

Elk Meadow Lake.

Elk Meadow Lake,
like near
the Old Mill Geyser?

Yeah, why?

'Cause the President's
giving a speech there.

In exactly one hour
and 17 minutes from now,

that geyser goes off
right over his head.

We gotta get out of here.

Hey, you got
some trouble?

No, Mr. Burns,
you do.

(GRUNTS)

Is there a road near here?

Yeah, right up
this way.

Okay, good.

Whoa, you see that?

If that's a thermal pool,
then it must cool down
up here.

Look at that.
The fish. It's alive.

This water is warm.
Feel it.

I'll take your word
for it.

No, no, you don't follow.
The thermal water heated
the contaminated water.

We gotta mix
the contaminated water

with the superheated
thermal water.

Wait.
I don't understand.

We gotta basically boil
an underground river.

We've gotta boil
an underground river?

Where is this river
that we're boiling up?

We're standing on it.

Can you get me to
the thermal area that's close
to the final drainage base?

Yeah, of course, I can,
but, I mean, that's
hours away from here.

Well, I'm sorry.
Larraine, we only got
an hour and 15 minutes.

We're not
gonna make it.

(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING)

You hear that?
Are you afraid
of motorcycles?

BIKER: Hey, you punk!

Guess
no one's home.

Hey!
What are you doing?

KEN: Huh?

Move away
from the door.

Isaac told me Dan kept
his dynamite in here.

Put the axe down.
KEN: Well, actually,
it's a pick.

Now.

Nice setup.

He got some dynamite.

Just point me toward
the coverage area.

(MEN CHATTERING)

(INDISTINCT)

Now, Eric, what do
you think about the
timing of all this?

4:45 in the afternoon,
6:45 at night.

This one makes
Old Faithful look
forgettable.

Yeah, well,
I might get a bit wet.

Time?
Forty-six minutes.

Towards the lake?
Go, move.

Okay, this is
close enough.

The water's pooling
and the steam is rising.
We don't have much time.

All right.
So which one is it?

It's down the vent
on the other side
of the drainage basin.

On the other side?
Correct.

Okay, look, I'm gonna
give you a thumbs up.

Okay?
Okay.

When the dynamite's
in place.
I got it.

(EXHALES)

I'm gone.

Ken.
What?

Be careful.
I know it.

I don't think getting
a bit wet is gonna
cause us any problems.

Well, that was chilly,
wasn't it?

Mr. President, maybe
we can give the little
girl back to her mother.

Oh, all right.

Come
right up here.
Here we go, Mama.

Ken, watch out!

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

(GRUNTS)

(FIRING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)

Damn!

(CLICKING)

Ken!

Close.

LARRAINE: No!

(EXCLAIMS)

Closer.

(YELLING)

(GROANING)

The company
stands clear.

(GROANING)
Not bad for an
old linebacker.

Yeah, well,
explosions inspire me.

Heads up.

(EXCLAIMING)

Yeah!
That should do it.

One foot in the grave.
Now the other's in hell.

All right, there's 13 minutes
until the geyser blows.

So?
So the water may
or may not be contaminated.

What? Let's move.
Come on.

MAN 1: He made it up
on the podium.
MAN 2: (CHUCKLES) No.

(INDISTINCT)

...join my colleagues
in pledging to stand
ever vigilant

on behalf
of our one world...

Today we are about to sign
an agreement covering
every issue of substance...

...ever vigilant
on behalf of our one world.

Today, we are...

KEN: Get away from
the geyser! The water
is contaminated.

Move!

Move!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

Don't shoot!
Wait, wait, wait,
don't shoot!

Okay. Put your guns down.
Stand down.

The geyser, did it go?
Did anyone get sprayed?

I don't think so, sir.

I think we're contagious.

Contagious?

Just get us
to a medevac unit.
I'll explain.

Yes, sir.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

TECHNICIAN: Everything
looks normal.

Yes!
Oh, thank God.

TECHNICIAN: They're clean.

Now, sir,
before you start
in on me...

I can't believe you.

You disrupt a public ceremony
of the utmost importance.

Yes, sir.
You endanger lives,

you desecrate
a national monument.
You're absolutely right.

And if you hadn't
done that,
we'd all be dead.

(LAUGHING)

I thought I lost you,
you son of a bitch.

You did a hell of a job
for the country.

Thank you, sir, but...
And a hell of a job
for my reelection campaign.

Take a look at this.
Isn't this the damnedest
photograph you ever saw?

This is a good one.
That's worth 20 million
votes all by itself.

Yes, sir.
Hell, I don't even
have to run now.

You people did
quite a service.

Now, detoxification teams
are on their way in
from Washington.

Not a drop
of contaminated water
moves past this point.

That's good.
You have my word on that.

But I don't think
you understand...

No, no, Ken,
I do understand.

The thing is, Ken...
There's still
a real need...

Yes, I do, Ken,
I do understand,
and I wanna...

Mr. President, we'll be
ready to reconvene
in about an hour.

Ken, I'm relieved
that you're all right.

Thank you, sir.
Now, sir,
about the spill...

The thing of it is, Ken,
we just can't say
a damn word about it.

What?

The President
is about to sign
an historic treaty.

If word about what had
happened were to leak
out just now, well...

(LAUGHS)

Sir, we cannot
cover this up.

Of course not.
There'll be a full
investigation

and all perpetrators
brought to justice.

We'll nail the bastards,
Ken. But in doing so,
we could lose this treaty.

It's politics.

And if I were to say
stuff your politics?

Well, I'd have to say
I know exactly
how you feel.

Sir.

The choice is yours.

Mr. President.

The choice is
yours, Ken.

CHET: Larraine.
Dad.

Thank God
you're all right.

Well, thanks
to Ken here. Ken?

Ken, this is
my Dad, Chet.
This is Ken Fairchild.

Mr. Keller.

Fairchild? I've got
something for you.
Come on.

What does it say?

Looks like I'm gonna
have a little chat
with Mr. Black.

Don't you want me
to go with you?

No, I got
this one
on my own.

(CROWD CHEERING)

JOHN: We are living
together in one world.

We are living together
in one world.

Dreams rarely come true.

Tonight, one has.

The dream of one world...

CROWD: One world!

...right and proper
will be the norm,
not the exception.

...we have honored
that pledge.

I would like,
on this momentous occasion,

to ask each of my
distinguished colleagues

to share a few words
with our world...

Would you like
to explain this,
Mr. Black?

What the hell
is this?

You set me up,
you son of a bitch.

Ken, we can
talk about this.

As a matter of fact,
you set this
whole country up.

Prime Minister,
the podium is yours.

One world!
CROWD: One world!

Thank you,
Mr. President.

You're not going
anywhere.

All right.

This is the nail
in your coffin.

He's what's wrong
with this country, sir.

I know.
He's as guilty
as sin.

But I can't let you
go through with that.

Excuse me?

Ken, you have
to trust me.

No, sir.

I can't trust you.
Not after this.

Don't you see?
The fat lady's
sung her song.

It's over.

She didn't sing it to me.
It's not over, sir.

Not by a long shot.

ALL: (CHANTING) One world,
one world, one world,

one world, one world,
one world,

one world, one world,
one world...

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

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