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What the hell?

Come on!

Hey!

Right there.

Hey, drive it or fuck it, pops!

(screaming)

(sirens wailing)

Bring a stretcher,
he's still alive.

Let's go!

MAN: According to
the truck drivers,

the house was
flipped off the rig

in the middle of the highway.

Guy never knew what hit him.

MAN 2: All right, that's it.

Keep it coming, keep
it coming, come on.

Easy, easy.

Okay, here we go, back
up, back up, back up.

Get them outta here!

(machines beeping)

Still alive?

His vital signs aren't bad,

but with these head
injuries, I don't know.

Probably never wake up, right?

Hey!

Geez, what is this?

(groans)

Hey, what the hell
are you doing, man?

(groaning)

(thumping)

MAN: Get out.

- I said get out.
- Okay, okay, okay.

It's gotta be like this.

Hey, come on, come on, man.

Look, look at the tooth, man.

Last time, you
broke my damn jaw.

- No, it's gotta be this way.
- Come on, man.

(grunts)

Son of a bitch.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

John?

DR. LARSON: No, is he there?

It's Dr. Larson.

Oh, no, he's at the lab.

Did you try him there?

DR. LARSON: I tried.
The switchboard was closed.

Is it news about his mother?

DR. LARSON: Yes, good news.

She's regained consciousness.

Oh, thank God.

DR. LARSON: Come on
up here soon, Sharon.

She could lapse again.

Oh no, don't even say that.

I'll, look, I'll have him
there in 20 minutes, all right?

- Good.
- Okay.

Hart, you better
be getting home.

It's damn near 2:00 a.m.

You sure you don't need
any help, Dr. Hollins?

Do you know what it is?

No.

Take a look.

This is a class of renegade
proteins called prions.

Prions.

Hopefully they'll lead us

to the cause of Alzheimer's
and other diseases.

John?

Dr. Larson just called,
your mother came out of it.

He wants you there right away.

How long ago did he call?

20 minutes ago.

Did he say what kind
of shape she was in?

No, he just said get
there as soon as possible.

All right.

SHARON: We can take my car,
I left it by the front entrance.

JOHN: Great, that'll save time.

They moved her from
intensive care?

SHARON: Dr. Larson said
we should ask for him

at the desk, he wants
to talk with you.

PHILLIP: John.

Dr. Lloyd, good news.

My mother's regained
consciousness.

Oh, good.
That's great.

Bury it.

Who is that man?

Dr. Phillip Lloyd.

He looks like a well poisoner.

(laughs)

Well, he did work in germ
warfare research for awhile.

Uh huh.

He won every prize there
was except for the Nobel.

He'll probably win that for
what he's working on now.

You don't know?

Nobody does.

When you get to his level,

you don't have to talk to people
about your secret projects.

He worked with my mother for a couple of
years before she retired.

I heard they had some
kind of a falling out.

You've been great
through this whole thing.

Don't let her talk too much.
And if she starts rambling-

I never ramble.

Hello.

All the times I told you I
never want to be kept alive

by extraordinary means.

Why didn't you pull the plug?

What is this, a complaint?

It wasn't just an
accident, was it?

No, you had a heart attack.

You blacked out.

- Did I hurt anybody?
- JOHN: No, just yourself.

So what have you been
doing all this time?

Sitting here waiting
for my eyes to open?

Round the clock at first.

Sharon was here for
a good part of that.

You two didn't get married
while I was out of it, did you?

Wouldn't you love that?

So is there anything
I can do for you?

You'll have to clean up for me.

Go up there and burn everything.

Burn everything?

Make sure you find the data
relating to hemocyanin.

It was promising

but the side effects
are too dangerous.

What is it?

Mother, what?

- What, Mother?
- I just remembered.

Oh, dear God, that day.

That day I went for a drive

to find the courage to
do what I had to do.

Oh dear God, he's still
living, he's still alive.

Who's alive?

Look, you must go up there
this instant, at once, today,

and end the experiment.

Burn the journals, the
Anthony journals, burn them.

And don't, don't
be tempted, John.

If you continue the experiment,

who knows what he might become?

Oh dear God, I never meant
for it to go this far.

Calm down, I don't understand
what you're saying.

Tell me what you're saying.

Anthony!

Everything is going to be fine.

Who is Anthony?

Your brother!

DOCTOR: Quickly now, quickly.

(animal crying)

MAN: Dr. Lloyd.

The hell are you doing here?

I thought I told you
never to come here.

Good morning, Dr. Lloyd.

But now that you're here,
you might as well come in.

Come on.

What's the matter, didn't
Jackson reimburse you?

I need more.

Twice as much.

You haven't fallen in
love with chemicals,

have you, Harry?

Hey, that's my business.

All right, that's your business.

Okay, tell you what I'll do.

I'll give you $100 more.

You're not hearing
me, Dr. Lloyd.

Now I don't like to threaten
the people I work with,

but if that's what it takes.

Come with me, I'll pay
you what I owe you.

Come on.

I'm a leader, I fashion people.

I not only change
minds and bodies,

I change the course of
human evolution as well.

This where you keep all
those braindead I bring you?

This is it.

Tell me something.

You still afraid of me?

Maybe you think I could
get you discredited with what I know?

(laughs) Discredited?

My friend, you could
get me arrested.

You wouldn't betray
a friend, would you?

Sure.

Good thing you're not my friend.

One thing I learned
from my daddy,

never cross a guy who's
got the eyes of a killer.

You think I've got
the eyes of a killer?

Yeah, you do.

(machine beeping)

Hey!

Hey, Lloyd, come on!

Open up the goddamn
door, Lloyd, come on!

Shit.

(ominous music)

(animals crying)

(woman laughing)

Can I get out through here?

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

Dr. Lloyd, please, please let
me out, I won't tell anyone! Please!

(screaming)

No, no!

John.

How's your mother?

Resting, under sedation.

How did you find
out about it, Hart?

Oh, no, I called your
house this morning

to say I wasn't coming
in and Sharon told me.

Then why are you here?

Just one of the team, I guess.

Any chance I can
have the weekend off?

Not this weekend, no.

It's my parents' 35th
wedding anniversary.

We'll see.

I knew that'd get him.

(light music playing from boom box)

MAN: Thanks a lot.

Hi, Brad.

(music stops, Brad's voice plays)

BRAD: Good morning.

Listen, I'm trying to
quit smoking today,

so therefore I'm not
speaking to anybody.

Sorry about that.

BRAD: Especially you, Hart.

(light music starts)

Oh, more good news about
your mother, I hope.

She's doing very
well, thank you.

Dr. Lloyd, you've known my
mother a very long time.

(laughs) Yeah, I would say
I knew her a little bit.

I danced at her wedding.

I wish I had some relatives

that I could ask about
this, but I don't.

Why don't you sit down?

Thank you.

You feel a little awkward
talking about this?

Not at all.

Did she have any other children?

Children?

No, she never mentioned
anything about a child.

I hadn't heard anything
about it until last night.

She mentioned someone
named Anthony.

My brother.

Did you know of him?

Brother?

I knew your mother on
and off for many years

but she never mentioned
another child.

Did she say anything else?

No.

Thank you for your time.

Are you going back
to the hospital?

No.

I promised her that
I go up to the house

to clean up some of her
unresolved experiments.

I'll take some of the team with
me, whoever I can pry loose.

Well, wait a minute.

Home experiments?

(laughs) Amanda was never
one to give up, was she?

I mean, she'd hang on, boy,

she'd hang on to a
dream or a nightmare.

You take care of yourself.

Yeah.

Anthony.

(machines beeping)

Tell me about Anthony.

I mean, how many
of them were there?

Anthony Two, Anthony Three?

How many were there before you felt
morally obligated to terminate?

There were four.

Four.

And that was John's brother?

What are you talking about?

You see, your son and I, well,

we're developing
quite a relationship.

In fact, I think when he
comes back from your house,

he's going to tell me
everything about Anthony.

I'll see to it that he never so much
as looks at you again.

I'll tell him all about
you and your sick dreams.

He won't give you
the time of day.

Well...

let me tell you something, Amanda.

I think you had better
tell me about Anthony.

Before I go, I'm going to
put a stop to you, Phillip.

I should have done it years ago.

Where are you going to go, Amanda?

You going to go to your...

You going to go to your just awards?

Are you?

Now, now, now, now, no, no.

Why don't you tell me?

No, you tell me.

You tell me where
your notebooks are,

tell me where the records
of the experiments are,

tell me what you did,
tell me how you did it.

I want to finish
your experiments.

I'm going to (coughs)
do everything in my power to finish you.

I'm afraid, my darling,
you don't have much power left.

(machines beeping)

(machine flatlines)

By her Christian faith,

she was united with all
your believing peoples.

Now in love and mercy,

give her a place with
your angels and saints.

Grant this through
Christ our Lord.

Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

I'd like a minute alone.

(kisses)

You're her son.

My condolences.

Thank you.

I'm Melissa Leftridge.

I tried to get in
touch with your mother.

That's when I found out
she was in hospital.

Did you know her?

No, not personally,
but she was my inspiration

all through my years at Oxford,
then at the Cavendish lab.

And I was hoping at last,

I'd get the chance to
meet and thank her.

She'd sent me a letter full
of praise and encouragement.

I attempted my
paper on hemocyanin.

Have you been working
with hemocyanin?

Yes, I was experimenting
with it at the Cavendish.

I had a theory that it might help
prevent bone disintegration in space.

She shared my theory.

You can imagine how
that made me feel.

I rushed out and bought
every book she'd ever written

and got copies of
all her journals

and memorized,
not every word of course,

just every thought.

Have you read any
journals about Anthony?

No, I haven't.

Could I?
Are they available yet?

No, not yet.

Thank you, Miss Leftridge.

I'm glad that my mother
was of help to you.

I'm sorry you never got
to meet her in person.

My sympathies.

Miss Leftridge?

Melissa.

SHARON: Who was that?

Melissa Leftridge.

- Oh, you know her?
- No, but we'll all get to.

She's coming up to the
house this weekend.

With us this weekend?

(calm music)

Go on, Duke.

A wonderful house.

How long since you've been here?

JOHN: A long time.

Five or six years.

- SHARON: Well, why so long?
- JOHN: I don't know.

She liked her privacy.

The refrigerator's down.

JOHN: Guess the power's out.

Didn't you pay the utilities
while she was in the hospital?

No, look, I'd better call.
Maybe they can get here before dark.

John.

It's been disconnected.

Well, maybe I can
get the lights on.

There used to be a
generator back here.

(crunching)

(generator rumbling)

SHARON: Look.

Oh, the freezer must be leaking.

The floorboards are all rotten.

Something awful's down there.

You smell it?

God only knows how long this
has been without any power.

(thumps)

Maybe we better go check it out.

I want to look at
the house with you.

When I was in grad school, she'd come
down for a weekend every month or so

and we'd go out to
these great restaurants

and go for these long walks,

talk about everything under
the sun except science.

Your room?

Want to see it?

Are you serious?

Well, she told me she was
going to continue with her work...

but not to this extent.

I'm glad I brought the group up.

This could take a
week to organize.

Well, I'm sure Miss Leftridge
will be a big help.

Hey, I brought her up here

because she knows more
about my mother's work

than any of us.

Nobody else seemed to mind.

I don't mind either.

The only thing upsetting me is

this isn't your
boyhood room anymore.

(gentle music)

(barking)

(whimpering)

(barking)

(ominous music)

(scary music)

(monstrous gurgling)

(ominous music)

Melissa.

I didn't hear the doorbell ring.

You forgot to lock
the door last night.

I just walked in.

I hope you don't mind.

No.

No, not at all.

I decided not to
wait for the others.

I wanted to start work early.

In the middle of the night?

John, what do you think this is?

It's a schematic.

For what, do you know?

Some kind of an
incubation device.

I can't seem to find the...

Hello.

Hi, I'm Melissa.

I was just going to
go make some coffee.

Great.
Would you like some coffee?

No, not for me, thank you.

All right.

All right, now watch this.

I want a cigarette,
I don't have a match, right?

All I have to do is press
this little button right here.

The cigarette will pop
out and light itself.

Are you ready?

CINDY: Yes.

(machine whirring)

Isn't that neat?

(laughs) It didn't work.

Well, it's not supposed to,

it's for people who are
trying to quit smoking.

Look at that dork.

Why is he wasting his time?

I mean, doesn't he know
she's not going to be up there with us?

Wouldn't it ever occur
to you to be nice

to someone you weren't
hoping to sleep with?

I'm awfully nice
to you, aren't I?

Anyway, what makes you so
sure he's not hoping to?

Because he's still
hung up on me.

I thought you said you
never have relationships

with people you work with.

Well, it wasn't supposed
to be a relationship.

I mean, it was supposed
to be a weekend or two

of fun and games
and he got serious.

I didn't plan on hurting him.

Why are you so down on him?

Because everybody's
so high on him.

Brad, you're a post doc.

Grow up.

Be really careful with that.

It's my parents' 35th
anniversary present.

Didn't know the
35th was watermelon.

Excuse me, Sharon.

John wants some tea,
so I was wondering...

I can't, I'm busy.

I didn't mean for you to get it.

I'm going to.
I was going to ask if you'd like a cup.

Oh, I...

No, thank you.

All right.

(car honks)

- SHARON: Hey, where have you guys been?
- Hi.

Had to pick up a watermelon.

I'm sorry.

No, no, it was never the watermelon.

Here, let me help you with that stuff.

Melissa?

This is Brad Baxter.

Melissa Leftridge.

Hello.

How do you do?

You still want that tea, John?

No, thank you.

This place is amazing.

Your mother must've
been a real power tool.

I mean, the whole
house is fantastic,

with the possible
exception of the basement.

Now what is down there?

It's just a laundry room.

I remember sliding down one of
the chutes from the bathroom.

(soft lullaby plays)

What is this?

I love this.

This is a lullaby my
mother used to play

when I'd get rambunctious.

It always seemed
to calm me down.

Why don't you make a
couple of extra copies?

Hart.

Hi, Dr. Hollins.

Everyone, I'd like
you to meet Melissa.

This is Hart.

Hello.

JOHN: Nell, Cindy.

- Nice to meet you.
- Okay, Hart, Cindy,

I want you to start organizing
the research material.

Anything that has to do
with the experiments,

the research data,
and the sources,

and anything you find
on the hemocyanin,

I want you to take
directly to Melissa.

She'll be working on that
exclusively from now on.

Brad, I want you
to reconstruct any

of my mother's
unresolved experiments

and just see if you can
nail something down.

I'm going to start looking
for information on Anthony.

No sign of him yet?

Maybe there are clues in
the journals she mentioned

but I haven't been able
to find them either.

I cannot believe he ran away.

Duke?

He's just out exploring,
he'll find his way back.

What about you?
Any luck with the journals?

Maybe she destroyed them
before she took that ride

and forgot about it.

Do you want to help
me with this stuff?

(laughs)

I'd rather take a
nice long bath before dinner.

Wouldn't you?

Wait.

I just made a vow that
from this moment on,

I will never kiss
anybody uglier than you.

(kisses)

(ominous music)

(group murmuring)

(woman laughing)

He's so cute.

Look at his bathing suit.

- God.
- Oh, wait, look.

This is John's room
before it was the lab.

You're kidding.

I think it looks
better as a lab.

Is there anything better
to eat than stale donuts?

I bought you guys cantaloupes.

Always complaining, men.

Don't!

That's my folks'.

I said you could
have cantaloupes.

Hart, can you put it in my car?

Sure.

Oh, for crying out loud.

Okay. Bye.

(radio whirring)

(ominous music)

(watermelon squelching)

(Nell gasping)

(Nell screaming)

(water splashes)

You certainly take your
marine research seriously.

Did you sleep here last night?

No, I slept in
your mother's lab.

Oh?

Yeah, I went in there
after everyone went to bed

and the next thing I knew, it
was time for my morning swim.

Did you find
anything in the lab?

One of your mother's older
journals is a detailed study

of the rise and decline of 3,000
families of marine animals.

Did you find anything
on hemocyanin?

No, not yet.

How about Anthony?

Is there any
reference to Anthony?

You don't really think you
could have a brother, do you?

No, I don't think so,

but I wonder what
she was referring to.

Do you think she was
investigating hybridization?

No, I don't think so.

You're against it.
Why?

I just believe every
creature has a right to exist

as a separate
identifiable being.

AMANDA: Relationship study.

It is the 28th day
of the hybrid's life

and there is good news.

The electrophoresis
chart has been positive

for the first time.

Anthony has started
to express the...

- Cindy, back that up.
- Yeah.

(tape whirring)

AMANDA: Relationship study.

It is the 28th day
of the hybrid's life

and there is good news.

The electrophoresis
chart has been positive

for the first time.

Anthony has started to express
the hemocyanin gene in his blood.

There is no doubt in my mind

that the DNA
incorporation has worked.

I wish I could tell somebody
about it, the world preferably,

but it's too soon.

Very few would understand
what I've done.

(roaring)

Calm, Anthony, calm.

(Amanda humming lullaby)

I guess she figured if it worked when
you got rambunctious.

What?

My mother used to play
that to calm me down.

Do you have any idea
what she was trying to calm down there?

Was it something I said?

(calm music)

Duke!
(whistles)

Shit.

Duke.

(rustling)

(ominous music)

(screaming)

(smacking)

No, no!

No!

(groaning)

Hart!

My god, what happened?

Go back in the house.

John, help!

(Hart coughs)

Don't tell anyone what you saw.

Say it was a mad dog.

We don't want to
panic everybody.

- JOHN: What happened?
- He said a mad dog attacked him.

We should get him to a doctor.

Hart.

John, he'll be all right.

We're going to keep him overnight anyway
but I'm pretty sure he'll be fine.

Great. Can I see him?

- Any idea what attacked him?
- We think it was a mad dog.

You know where it happened?

At Shelter Cove
near Great Point.

What room is he in?

The end of the hall.

He's under heavy sedation
and in a lot of pain.

Thank you.

Hart.

John.

She's...

She lied.

Who lied?

Hemocyanin.

(ominous music)

(liquid bubbling)

MELISSA: Oh, my God.

(Melissa screams)

(Melissa gasping)

How is he?

He's going to be all right.

Doctor's just keeping him
overnight as a precaution.

Did he have to get rabies shots?

It wasn't a rabid dog.

- Yeah, Melissa said Hart told her...
- Perhaps I misunderstood.

He was quite incoherent.

SHARON: Well then, what was it?

Could've been a coyote up here.

A mountain lion even.

I saw the results of
Hart's blood test.

Whatever attacked
him left traces

of hemocyanin in his blood.

Well, that's impossible.
Hemocyanin is only found in marine life.

Okay, so maybe this coyote

or mountain lion had
just had a seafood snack.

It doesn't work like that.

Melissa, you're the
expert on hemocyanin.

What do you think?

Well, it needn't have come
from what attacked him.

It could have happened
here in the lab.

You know your mother
worked pretty extensively

with the stuff and maybe Hart
came into contact with it

without knowing how
dangerous it is.

So we'd all better be
a little more careful.

Have you had a chance to
look around for the journals?

No, I haven't had time.

I've been busy
playing house mother.

Right now, I have to
finish this dissertation.

Sharon, what's the matter?

Everything.

I came up here to organize
your mother's work

and have a nice time doing it.

It was just going to be
you and me and our friends.

And then you invite her and
some sea monster attacks Hart.

What's really bothering you
is Melissa's here, right?

Right.

I see how you are with Melissa,

I see how you two work together.

And you're also
attracted to her.

Where are you going?

I'll let you get your work done.

If I didn't know better, I'd
think that you never slept.

Oh, I do.

But only an hour or so at
a time, it's my illness.

What illness?

Ambition.

You know, Melissa,
I keep forgetting

to tell you how glad I
am that you came up here.

I haven't really been
that much help, have I?

But I brought this
with me from home

in the event of something
celebratory happening.

Has it?

It can, can't it?

I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

Don't apologize.

We'll be friends then.

What should we drink to?

Let's drink to memories
that don't get made.

(glasses clink)

But having said that,
don't be surprised

if you find me sneaking
into your bed tonight.

Careful, Sharon's
a light sleeper.

(ominous music)

(creature crying)

Well, what do you think?

It's amazing,
it's absolutely amazing.

Just amazing.

Does John know about this?

Well, he's been looking at some journals
but not in the basement.

For some reason,
it hasn't occurred to him

that his mother might have
hidden anything down there.

Well, I don't know
why you got involved

with Hollins in the first place.

I don't understand that,
it softened you up a bit.

I mean, at this
stage of your life.

I know.

I don't want to go back.

It's not just him,
I don't like spying.

You owe me.

Let me see your hands for a minute.

Why are you so cold?

The medication isn't
as effective as it was.

Look, I need something stronger.

I can't sleep and
I'm in a lot of pain.

I see.

All right.

Here, tell you what you do.

Use this. You go back the house
and you bring me Anthony.

Bring me Anthony and
you bring me him alive.

Look, I don't know where it is.

It's not an it, it's
a him, it's a him!

It was born in the house.

It was spawned in Amanda's house.

I don't want John to think
his brother is dangerous!

I'll make a deal with you.

You do this for me and I'll
make you a stronger medication.

Fair?

Fair.

WOMAN: Dr. Stone.

Yes?

- WOMAN: Dr. Hollins is here.
- Okay.

Is everything all right?

Have a seat.

Hi, I'm Cindy Russell,
John's assistant.

How is Hart?

Well, we're going to have to
keep him a couple more days.

He's having more of
those convulsions

and there's something else
I'd like to talk to you about.

Have a seat, please.

Do you know what this stuff is?

No.

DR. STONE: Thought you
might've seen it before.

JOHN: Is that why you
brought us in to talk?

Mr. Phillips' blood
tests showed heavy traces

of hemocyanin.

How do you think it got there?

I see you know
what hemocyanin is.

Last year, there was a similar
case in the same neighbourhood

except the fellow
didn't survive it.

Billy Kavanaugh.

His blood showed even
heavier traces of hemocyanin.

This morning, I pulled
his file from the coroner.

WOMAN: Dr. Stone, you're
wanted in ER right away.

You're eager to see
your friend anyway.

We'll continue this later.

I have some questions
I'd like to ask you.

Of course.

Doctor, could we get
a sample of this?

I'm sorry, that's
against hospital policy.

Sorry.

(whispers)
Get a sample.

Hart.

Honey.

BRAD: Let's see what we got here.

Electrophoresis chart positive.

Termination procedure?

Brad?
Why are you working in the dark?

Because I'm energy conscious.

Because I checked the
generator a little while ago

and we're almost out
of gas, that's why.

How's Hart?

About the same.

- BRAD: What, are they keeping him there?
- Under heavy sedation.

Melissa, I'd like
you to stay, please.

I'd especially like you to
hear what I have to say.

As far back as I can remember,

my mother had a handyman
named Billy Kavanaugh.

I found out today he was killed
a year ago near the house.

I'm convinced that he was
killed by the same creature

that damn near killed Hart.

Creature?

Oh, you mean the hybrid
you were worrying about this morning.

I read the autopsy report.

There are heavy traces of
hemocyanin in his blood.

You surprised me this morning

when you told me that blood
tests aren't always accurate.

MELISSA: Why, it's true, isn't it?

Do you seriously believe
that anyone would even think

of hemocyanin
unless it was there?

What I can't understand
is why you're so convinced

there's some sort
of hybrid here.

Well, if you can convince me
differently, then please do.

Look, I've been here all day.

So has Brad and Sharon and
we've seen or heard nothing.

JOHN: Does that prove
that it isn't here?

No, of course not.

But your being afraid it's here

doesn't prove anything either.

You haven't seen it, have you?

I saw what it did to Hart and
I read a graphic description

of what happened
to Billy Kavanaugh.

Look, maybe we should
all just get out of here.

Yes, I want all you
guys to take off.

- What do you mean take off?
- John.

Wait, what do you mean you guys?
What about you?

I have to stay here
and terminate it.

You out of your mind?

Look, if your mother did
achieve this miracle,

do you honestly believe
she'd want it destroyed?

She would have
done the same thing

if she hadn't had
a heart attack.

Does thinking that make you
feel better about her, John?

She sent me up here
to end the experiment.

Those were her words.

She was sick and dying.

The Amanda Hollins I admired
wouldn't in a million years

end such an experiment,
not for any reason.

Why is this so important
to you, Melissa?

Goddamn generator.

I'll take care of it.

Melissa, did you take
the car out last night?

- (thunder crashing)
- John, there's your culprit.

Great.

Did you do this
last night, Brad?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about taking
the gas out of my car

and putting it in the generator.

BRAD: Why, what
gave you that idea?

Because I had a
full tank last night

and this morning
it's almost empty.

Well, don't look at me.

Did you go out for cigarettes?

That is the one I keep
in case of nuclear war.

- Haven't even touched a cigarette.
- JOHN: Okay.

- It might've been Melissa.
- What makes you say that?

Well, there's something
fishy about the girl.

I kissed her the other night.

It's nothing important, just
a little get acquainted offer.

I was sorry I did.

JOHN: Why?

Because it felt like
I was pressing my lips

to a chilled shrimp.

What are you talking
about shrimp for?

Are you aware that you're
angry at me for no reason?

- I'm not angry at you.
- Who then?

I don't know, nobody!

Now that things are getting
a little heated here,

you mind if I tell you what
I think has been happening

to you since we came up here?

I think you're going crazy!

In an imaginative kind of a way.

JOHN: What are you talking about?

All right, first you
search high and low

for a brother that
nobody has ever heard of.

Now you're trying to
find, what, some hybrid

that attacks only
handymen and dorks.

If that's not...

What?

What is it?

(dramatic music)

Hey, wait a second, John!

- John.
- Your purse.

- Ow, what?
- Your purse, your purse.

John.

What's going on?

- John.
- What are you doing?

- John.
- John.

For Christ's sake,
all you have to do is

tell us what you're doing
and we can help you, yeah?

- Is there something we can...
- Quiet, please, just be quiet.

Give me a chance.
All right?

- John!
- What the hell are you doing?

I don't believe this.

BRAD: What is it?

- They're identical.
- Meaning what?

Can somebody tell me
what this stuff is?

That came from the same
thing that attacked Hart.

- What?
- Meaning the thing that attacked Hart

and the thing that my
mother's calling Anthony,

my brother,
are one and the same.

I don't understand this.

How can that thing
be your brother?

A long time ago, I let my
mother take some of my tissue.

She needed some human cells

for experiments
she was working on.

Apparently she spliced them
into some animal species

of some kind,
God only knows what.

She made a hybrid.

She must've started
calling it Anthony

after her favorite saint.

I guess it was just to
make it more human for her,

less unnatural.

(roaring)

Brad?

I'll get the car.

(car engine whirring)

- (dramatic music)
- (roaring)

No!

Jeez!

CINDY: Brad, Brad!

(car crashing)

Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on!

WOMAN (over PA):
Nurse Perry to the nurse's station.

Nurse Perry, please report
to the nurse's station.

No, no, it's all right.

I just have to take some blood.

I gotta warn my friends,
I gotta warn 'em!

Stay in bed. You're in no condition
to be getting out.

Come on now, you're
gonna hurt yourself.

Code red, west wing, stat.

Code red, stat!

Hey, hey, come on!

Come on, man!

Let me go, get out of my way!

- Call security.
- Come on, this way, this way.

Hey you, come on!

Get him!

Up there, up there.

Come on, come on!

Come back here!

Hey!

(tires squealing)

Melissa.

Where have you been?

We've been looking for you.

He wants Anthony and
whatever Dr. Lloyd wants.

He wants him alive.

Give me the gun.

What are you doing?

Dr. Lloyd's bidding.

Why?

He's the only doctor
who's been willing

to treat my illness.

Ambition.

Even more fatal than now, I'm afraid.

I contracted it
handling hemocyanin.

He's made it less painful
and has given me hope.

- (crashing)
- (screaming)

- It won't let go!
- Hold on.

Get something!

(screaming)

All right.

Pull it.

(screaming)

You got her?
Got her?

(all chatter indistinctly)

Melissa.

Oh, my God, she's cold.

Melissa, hold on.
We'll get you to a hospital.

No, only Dr. Lloyd can help.

It's too late now even for him.

John, the Anthony
journals are hidden

behind the laundry room.

They belong to you.

Your mother was my hero.

Melissa!

(Melissa screaming)

- Oh no, God!
- No!

JOHN: Melissa!

John!

(screaming)

Do something!

We've gotta do something!

Oh, Jesus.

(screaming)

What the fuck is happening?

(screaming)

No!

(dramatic music)

Brad!

(screaming)

CINDY: Get him!
Get him!

Help me get him out of here.

Brad! Hold on!

Yeah, put it on there.

It's off, come on, let's go.

Let's go, everybody
out, come on.

Go, go, go.

Take care of Brad's leg. I'm going to go
downstairs and check the doors.

- No, go back upstairs.
- Please, I want to help.

- I want to help you.
- No, it's too dangerous down here.

It's dangerous everywhere, John.

(rumbling)

John?

Sharon!

Sharon!

John, John!

JOHN: Can you hear me?

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I'm all right!

I'm all right.

I can't see.

JOHN: Hang on, we'll
get you out of there.

John?

Sharon!

Here, tie that up to that pole.

Grab the rope.

- Hurry!
- We'll pull you up.

- Stay calm.
- Hang on, we're coming!

Stay back.

CINDY: Can you see it?

- You got it?
- Okay!

John?

All right.

Here we...
All right, we got you.

Hold onto the rope!

Hold tight.

That's it.

- It's coming!
- Yeah, okay!

It's all clear!

CINDY: Okay, we got you.

(Sharon screams)

Sharon!

Sharon!

Are you okay?

I think so!

JOHN: I'm coming down.

Hold tight, I'll be right there.

Okay, hurry.

Oh, God.

(thunder crashing)

(ominous music)

(roaring)

(Sharon gasps)

(Sharon screams)

John!

(gun firing)

Sharon, come on, come on.

Here, here, get back in here.

Yeah.

Hart!

BRAD: Hart.

John and Sharon,
they're down there.

John, in here.

Be careful.

I think this is part
of the laundry chute.

We can climb up.

(screams)

Brad!

No, hold on.

(screaming)

- Grab my hand!
- Hold on!

Grab hold of my hand!

Okay.

Don't let go, I got you.

I got you, just pull.

Cindy. Calm down, calm down,
honey, hold onto me.

Grab my hand!

(Cindy screams)

Cindy!

Cindy!

(crying)

She's gone!

(screaming)

Oh, God!

Hold on, we'll get it!

- SHARON: What are we gonna do?
- I've got an idea.

(gentle music)

(screaming)

Come on!

(lullaby plays)

Sharon, you've got to stay
here and keep the tape running.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
You want me to play it back...

Please just keep
the tape running.

I'll be back.

Hart, what are you doing here?

Cindy's down there.

JOHN: What's that for?

I'm going down after her.

Nobody's going down there.

She needs help.

The only way we're
going to get to her is

to kill that thing first.

How?

BRAD: Wait a second.

I got it.

Let's give that freak of
nature a little surprise.

(ominous music)

Sharon.

Power's going to go off
for a couple of seconds.

Now when it comes back on,

- you turn the music off, all right?
- SHARON: Okay.

It's off.

Hold it!
Hold it, don't you move.

What are you doing here?

I've come to collect
my legacy from Amanda.

He belongs to me.

Not alive.

You don't get him alive.

I get it alive, you understand?

Alive or over your dead body,
is that understood?

It killed Melissa.

Well, Melissa didn't
have long to live anyway.

Now let's go into
the house, shall we?

Get in the house, I said!

(dramatic music)

Here!

Take the wire.

No, what are you doing?

They're trying to destroy him.

You call yourself a scientist?
A brilliant scientist?

Turn the goddamn power on.

Don't you do it!

Stop that, by God!

You can't do this, John,
your mother created it.

Don't you do it, no you don't!

- Shit.
- Leave it alone, come out of there!

I need something.

And you, you trying to
destroy your brother.

- That's not my brother.
- You listen to me.

That's your brother,
do you understand that?

It was a mistake!

My mother knew it,
she sent me here to destroy it.

You can't destroy it.

It was created from your own body,

your mother intended
it that way.

That's why she called
it your brother.

You're part of it, John.

It's part of your heart,
part of your mind, part of your soul.

He's part of your imagination,
you understand?

Fry the son of a bitch!

- No!
- Brad!

- Brad, do it!
- No!

(popping)

Anthony!

Anthony!

Oh, my God!

(screaming)

No!

Thought I'd give it another try.

I couldn't find her.

I think I got all the journals.

Did you get the journals
in the laundry room?

The ones that Melissa found.

I'll get 'em.

I'll meet you in the car?

What a mess.

Where's Hart?

Oh, he's in the ambulance.

Bleeding stopped.

He just can't believe
that Cindy's gone.

I'll go talk to him.

(animals crying)

No.

(water gurgling)

(Sharon screaming)

Sharon!

(groans)

(coughs)

Matches, matches, matches.

Damn!

Come on.

Magnesium.

We're gonna have
to get out of here.

- HART: Here you go.
- Thanks, Hart.

I'm going to go back in
and I'm going to get Brad.

- Are you all right?
- Yes, yes.

(clanging)

Okay, yeah.

Brad!

Brad!

Don't fail me now.

All right.

You little bastards are history.

(Cindy gasping)

Cindy!

Cindy.

That's it, come on,
you can do it, come on.

Good, good.

CINDY: I was hiding and...

John, Sharon, Hart!

HART: What?

Where the hell is John?

He went in looking for you.

No!

John!

- The house is gonna blow up, get out!
- What?

Cindy.

Get out!

The basement is infested
with the little bastards!

Let's go.

(screaming)

Get in!

Open the door.

Cindy!

Get inside.

(creatures crying)

(calm music)

(lullaby music)

(gentle music)