All language subtitles for Doomsday.Prophecy.2011

Man on radio: Air unit 3 confirming
impact extends beyond Sector 7.

Man #2:
Roger that.

- Mr. Garcia.
- Yes, sir, you must be Dr. Yates.

WeIcome to the worId's biggest
environmentaI disaster.

Have you been briefed?

OnIy that six hours ago,
the BIack Sea ceased to exist.

FoIIow me.

The central seabed
was hit by a cIuster

of deep-focus earthquakes
ranging from 6 to 7.8.

- The quakes Iasted 12 minutes,

opening severaI crevices up
to 60 miles wide

and hundreds of miIes deep.

133,000 cubic miIes of water
disappeared into the Earth.

ThankfuIIy, we were abIe
to dam the Bosphorus

before it affected
the gIobaI ocean system.

lt's hard to believe,
but this couId have been worse.

It couId aIso have struck
a populated area.

True enough.

It stiII feeIs Iike a nightmare.

The environmentaI
and economic aftermath are just--

it's Iike nothing
we've ever deaIt with.

- "Begins at the BIack Sea.

The Earth opens wide
and drinks deep,

taking back
what she has bestowed."

What exactIy are you
referring to?

It's a prophecy made
by Rupert Crane.

The famous writer
who disappeared?

Yeah, that's him.

Agent Garcia, I didn't catch
what department you're with.

NationaI Defense.

What does this have to do
with NationaI Defense?

I'm sorry.
I can't discIose that, Dr. Yates.

- Thank you for your time.

Sir. Yes.

AII right, we've got major
seismic activity

a haIf miIe underground.

Yes, sir,
it's exactIy what Crane predicted.

General, l'm going to
have to caII you back.

We're experiencing a tremor.

We're moving back
to base camp

untiI this area stabiIizes.
Let's pack up.

Dr. Yates, the seabed,
it's cracking!

Let's get out of here.
Let's go.

- Yates: Leave it, move, move!

Come on, Iet's go!
Move, peopIe, move!

Man:
Garcia, get in, Iet's go!

- Man: Move 'em out!

Garcia:
Faster!

Garcia:
Faster! Damn it!

Look out. Look!

Turn, turn, Iook out!

CorporaI.

Garcia:
Oh, God.

- Woman: CentraI Command.
- This is Agent Garcia.

Roger, Garcia, go ahead.

Lock onto this position

and send a chopper ASAP.

Stand by for...

TV announcer:
In breaking news, the disaster

at the BIack Sea continues
to get worse.

The enormous cracks
that swaIIowed the sea

are growing in size and have spread
into populated areas.

Massive evacuations
are now taking pIace

within a 200-miIe radius
of the seashore.

Funds and resources
from around the gIobe

are fIowing into that area.

The environmental impact
and Ioss of Iife is unprecedented.

Man:
At exactIy 10:00 a.m.,

I need you to handIe
this very delicately.

FoIIow my instructions
and the book is yours.

Sure thing, Mr. Crane.
You have my word.

Thank you.

lt's a pleasure
doing business with you.

- Goodbye, Mr. LoweII.

Eric, we need to taIk.

Get in here.

Eric:
What's up?

What do you know about
this author Rupert Crane?

SeIf-procIaimed prophet,

disappeared eight
or nine years ago.

10. Guy's a modern-day
Nostradamus.

He prophesied 9/11 ,
the Iraq War, a few big disasters.

Then he vanished after
"Desert CandIe" became a best seIIer,

and he made
his Iast pubIisher rich.

Now he wants
to pubIish his next book,

guess who he caIIs?

SidweII PubIishing.

Crazy, huh?
Right out of the bIue.

So I want you to go and pick
up his compIeted manuscript.

Where's he Iive?

WeII, he's been Iiving off the grid
in the mountains of British CoIumbia.

Seriously?
And you want me to go pick it up?

Yeah.

WeII, why doesn't he just emaiI it
like any normal person would?

You know, for a guy
that can see the future,

you'd think he'd have some basic
understanding of the present.

This guy doesn't do emaiI.
He's paranoid.

He thinks the government's
after him, but, believe me,

this trip's gonna be worth the troubIe.
You're Ieaving earIy tomorrow morning.

You gotta be at some diner by 10:00.
We already purchased your tickets.

- I can't. I got a fight tomorrow.
- WeII, you'II just have to canceI.

WeII, why can't you
get somebody eIse?

- I'm just a proofreader.
- Nope, has to be you.

Listen, Sam, isn't there
anyone eIse that can go?

- Hey, who signs your paychecks?
- This is ridicuIous.

Since when do we do
personal pickups?

Because this was the deaI breaker.
Crane asked for you by name.

- I don't know a Rupert Crane.
- Yeah, weII, he seems to know you.

Woman:
What is it?

- What the heII is that?
- l don't know.

Woman:
Hang on, hang on!

- You guys!

Man: I'm sorry.
I'm gonna have to caII you back.

Woman:
Whoa!

- You okay?
- Yeah, yeah, I think it stopped.

- That feIt Iike an earthquake.
- An earthquake in New York?

I bet it's in
Crane's new manuscript.

- Sam: Hey, everybody okay?
- Man: Yeah.

Sam:
Wanda, Marty, you guys okay?

- Man: Yeah, thanks, Sam, I'm okay.

Hey, guys, here, gather around.
l wanna show you something.

This is a fragment
of an aboriginaI caIendar wheeI,

marking a cataclysmic disaster
that happened 26,000 years ago.

lt's referenced
in aImost every ancient cuIture.

The Mayans Iink this disaster
to an event

which we're going
through right now--

the aIignment of our soIar system
with the gaIactic equator.

l wish l could say that
science and technoIogy

have done away with doomsday
paranoia surrounding these events,

but, you know,

- there's aIways a few kooks out there.

- Brooke.
- Yeah?

Sorry, guys, l'm just gonna
have to interrupt for a minute.

- You're not gonna beIieve this.
- What is it?

I've got Rupert Crane
on the Iine.

You're joking.

This wouId be a pretty obscure,
seriousIy not funny joke if it was.

Sounds serious.
I think you shouId take it.

- Okay.

Mr. Crane?

Crane:
Miss CaIvin, the aIignment

of our soIar system
with the gaIactic equator

may not be as harmIess
as you think.

I was just discussing that.
How couId you know?

There's a lot l know
about you, Miss CaIvin.

I'm in desperate need
of your knowIedge,

specifically your
main area of studies.

Are you writing a book
on ancient civiIizations?

I'm referring to the Moai heads
on Easter lsland.

We need to meet,
immediateIy.

Mr. Crane, if this is you,

I'm fIattered that you
tracked me down,

but I'm on a fieId trip right now.

l have classes.
It'II have to be next week.

It has to be tomorrow.
New York wiII be next.

What do you mean "next"?

The BIack Sea was just
the beginning, Miss CaIvin.

I trust you'II make the right decision
and meet with me.

We'II be in touch.

Man: Voice recognition anaIysis
confirmed his identity,

but we onIy picked up the end
of the conversation.

When was the recording made?

2:30 p.m. in New York
at the SidweII PubIishing House.

lt was short. Crane knew
to avoid the usuaI keywords

that would have
triggered a fuII recording.

lt figures. For a civilian, he's turned
out to be one sIippery son of a gun.

You think he's resurfacing because
of his Black Sea prediction?

- WeII, it's certainIy part of it.

Crane: I need you
to handIe this very deIicateIy.

FoIIow my instructions
and the book is yours.

Sam:
Sure thing, Mr. Crane.

- You have my word.
- Crane: Thank you.

Sam: lt's a pleasure
doing business with you.

- Goodbye, Mr. LoweII.
- We got a trace?

We're stiII working on it.

The call was rerouted.
We couIdn't get a soIid Iock.

- Get an agent to shadow LoweII.

GeneraI, it's Agent Garcia.

We got a Iead on Rupert Crane.

Officer:
AII right, John, watch your head.

Try to keep him out
of troubIe.

Gramps, you have to stop doing this.
You're gonna end up in jaiI.

They confiscated my truck.
We need to borrow Andy's.

No, Gramps,

you need to stop going
over there and trespassing.

lt's our sacred place.
Oh, and bring extra food,

bIankets, and bring the rifIe.

The rifIe?
Are we hunting?

No, I suspect we'II need it
for protection.

Protection from who?
Grandpa, you're not making any sense.

We need to foIIow
the vision, Raven.

AII wiII be reveaIed.

Great, trust the vision.

Man:
Great. Thanks.

TV announcer:
Magnitude 5.6 earthquake

that rattIed New York City.

Reports have been coming in
of growing seismic activity

aIong western North America...

Hi.

This is 1200 Chester Road,
right?

Yeah,
what can I get for you?

Nothing, I'm fine.

PeopIe come here
to order food.

Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, ma'am.
I'm just waiting for somebody.

Are you Eric Fox?

Yeah, how'd you know that?

I was toId you'd be
stopping by right about now.

I got an enveIope for you.

Guy who dropped it off
paid me 20 bucks.

You're Iucky.
Otherwise, I'd make you order Iunch.

- When did you get this?
- Three days ago.

I didn't even know I was coming
three days ago.

- Heiio. Heiio.

- Sam, it's Eric.
- Yeah, Fox, is that you?

- Hey, Sam, can you hear me?

Where the heII are you,
and did you get the manuscript?

Yeah, look,
I'm at the address.

Crane isn't here, and he Ieft
me this handwritten map.

- Sam, hoId on a second.

- What? l can't hear you.
- Whoa, are you feeIing that?

Whoa, we got a bit
of a tremor happening.

- I can't hear a word you're saying.
- Sam.

We're evacuating the buiIding.
It's another earthquake.

Sam, can you hear me?

Let me caII you back
when I get downstairs.

Eric:
Sam.

Sam, Sam, are you okay?

Sam, can you hear me?
Sam!

Sam!
Sam, are you there?

Sparks:
As you aII know, we're experiencing

major tectonic disturbances.

l can now report
we've found a correIation.

This is Earth's
soIar system in orbit

around the gaIactic equator.

Just as our Earth has an equator,

so does our soIar system
and our galaxy.

Every 26,000 years,

the soIar system's equator aIigns

with the gaIactic equator.

Up untiI this morning,
aII research pointed

to this being
compIeteIy harmIess.

We now know New York
and the BIack Sea are reIated

to this ceIestiaI event.

We're predicting this
tectonic activity wiII increase

as we get cIoser
to the gaIactic equator.

Has this report
been reIeased?

Only internally. l wish l had more
information for you, GeneraI SIate,

but the entire team
is working on it,

- and, I promise, you'II be briefed...

- ...as soon as we Iearn more.
- Excuse me.

Crane wouId've seen
this coming.

Instead of using his psychic power
for his country,

he hides whiIe New York crumbIes
and thousands die.

lf we find him,
do you think he'II cooperate?

He didn't 10 years ago.

I doubt that he wiII now,
but if we can get our hands

- on that unpubIished manuscript...

...we can prepare
for what's coming down the pipe.

- Give ourseIves a fighting chance.
- Excuse me, GeneraI.

Garcia.

What's his name?

MobiIize an extraction team
and wait for my orders.

We just picked up
a caII from Eric Fox.

He's an employee
at the SidweII PubIishing House.

- He's going to meet Crane.

- Where?
- SaItwood, British CoIumbia.

You've reached Sam LoweII
with the joke of the day.

How many publishers does
it take to change a IightbuIb?

Three. One to change it,
two to hoId down the author.

- Leave your name and number.

Sam, it's Eric. Come on, buddy,
you gotta caII me back.

I'm worried about you. I just want
to know what the heII's going on.

Woman on radio:
We interrupt this broadcast

with breaking news.

We have just verified the report
of a devastating earthquake

striking New York City

at 1 :00 p.m.
Eastern Standard Time.

Lower Manhattan
is compIeteIy underwater,

and scattered reports
describe a quake

that has cracked the Earth
aIong the Eastern Seaboard

of North America.

Live footage shows
buiIding after buiIding

crumbIing to the ground.

EarIy figures indicate hundreds
of thousands of peopIe are dead,

with miIIions more dispIaced.

The devastation
is on an epic scaIe.

Are you Iistening
to the news?

HaIf of New York is gone.

We're dealing
with severe gIobaI earthquakes.

This isn't the time
to be going into the woods

to chat with some hack
Nostradamus wannabe.

Brooke:
He's not a hack.

He told me this would happen.
What if Crane's a true prophet?

What if he's a crackpot who Iikes
to mind-meld with squirrels?

Listen, Brooke, peopIe become
hermits for a reason.

Nine times out of 10
it's because they're nuts.

He's not nuts.
He said he needed my heIp,

and I beIieve him.

Okay, okay. I get it.

Just keep in touch, okay?

- l want updates.
- AII right, I'II caII you Iater.

Raven: Uh, l think
that's caIIed vandaIism.

I caII it fueI.

I'II use it
to start our campfire.

Grandpa,
are you sure about this?

- About what?
- About your vision.

I toId you,
it must be foIIowed.

Yeah, but is it that important?

FuIfiIIing this vision

is the singIe most significant act
of my life.

That sounds pretty important.

Important for you as weII.
You're part of the vision.

Come, I'II show you.

Let's move.

More waIk, Iess taIk.

Mr. Crane.

lt's Eric Fox
from the pubIishing house.

Mr. Crane,
I need to speak with you.

Something terribIe
has happened.

Mr. Crane?

Mr. Crane, it's Eric Fox
from SidweII PubIishing.

What the heII?

Who are you?

Garcia:
Freeze! Government agents!

Brooke:
I'm not going anywhere with you!

Heiio.

What's going on?

I have no idea.

Why isn't he moving?

He's dead.

Oh, my God.

Brooke:
Who are you?

Whoa.

That's insane, okay?

I saw you come through the door
before you came through.

Okay.

Who are you?

Look, my name's Eric Fox.

I'm from a pubIishing house
in New York, okay?

And l just came up here
to pick up Crane's new book.

- Did you kill him?
- No, of course I didn't kiII him.

Okay, I'm just trying
to make sense of this, too.

AII right, pIease, reIax.

Okay, I want your ID.

- Now!
- Oh, my God.

Look, I'm just going
for my wallet.

See?

Eric Fox.

Who are you?

Brooke CaIvin.

I'm an archeoIogy professor.

Rupert Crane caIIed me yesterday,
and he said he needed my heIp.

- Are you sure that's him?
- Yeah, it's him.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, I think he's had some
sort of brain aneurysm

or seizure or something.

What's wrong with you?

You know,
I can't even put to words exactIy.

- Eric: I don't know.
- "Eric and Brooke pIay the tape now"?

You're Eric.

He knew we were gonna meet.

- The camcorder.
- We shouId caII the poIice.

I think we shouId pIay
the tape first.

- No, no, we shouIdn't touch anything.
- It's not Iike it's a murder.

- No, you teII that to the poIice.
- Look, l'm playing the tape.

That's my caIendar wheeI,

and that's me.
How wouId he know?

You were probably
in one of his visions.

Crane:
I apoIogize to you both

for finding me
in such a shocking state

and for the task
that lies ahead.

He knew we'd find him dead.

Crane: I've burdened you both
with a very important mission,

one that I can't
compIete myseIf.

Eric,

there is no new manuscript.

I brought you here

to pass onto you an item

of utmost importance.

This rod that I am hoIding...

is the key to the future.

And I'm giving it to you.

It's your birthright.

My birthright?

What the hell is
he taIking about?

Both of you, take the camcorder
and take the rod

and pIay the rest of the tape

when you reach the Iake.

Oh, and one more thing, Eric,

you need to step
on the painted rock.

The painted rock?

l suggest you hurry.
You're in great danger.

Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Why wouId we be in danger?

When a guy that sees the future
teIIs you to run,

you ask questions Iater.

I stiII think we shouId
call the police.

Did you not hear
what Crane said?

We don't have much time.

Okay, IittIe reminder here,
that guy is dead,

and when I came in here, you were
acting like you were coming off

some kind of a bad acid trip.

Listen to me, okay?

When--

when I touched--

we gotta trust him, aII right?

- Team one in position.
- Go!

Freeze!

- Mr. Crane?

Man:
CIear!

Man:
CIear.

Aii ciear.

Garcia:
Target's dead.

They look like
government agents.

I think maybe
they're after Crane.

Henning, search the kitchen.

We shouId teII them
we found him dead.

- I think it's a bad idea.
- You can't stop me, okay?

Brooke, I think these guys

are going to start
shooting at us.

You think?
Based on what?

l don't know.
Maybe it was a vision.

So you're teIIing me you can
see the future now?

WeII, it's more Iike a gut feeIing

on images I saw.

- Saw where?
- Back inside the cabin.

Okay, for a split second,
they compIeteIy fiIIed my head.

- Oops.

Damn it.
I think they heard that.

Earthquake!
Come on, out of here, boys.

- Come on, guys.
- Let's go, gentIemen.

I think it's over.

Brooke, we shouId get out of here.

Garcia:
Just a tremor.

I'm going to keep searching
for the manuscript.

Organize a sweep.
Maybe Crane's visitors are cIose.

Yes, sir.

What the heII are you doing?

- Get down.
- I'm not going anywhere with you!

Freeze!
Government agents!

Eric:
The painted rock.

Don't move!
Hands in the air.

- Eric: Get down!
- Brooke: What?

- Ah!

- Ah!

Garcia:
HoId your fire!

HoId your fire!

Hunt them down,
but stay on your toes.

This whoIe area couId be rigged
with more expIosives.

And, Henning,
bring them in aIive.

We need them interviewed,
and we need that manuscript.

- Go.
- Yes, sir.

Eric:
You okay?

No, l'm not okay.
They tried to kiII us.

We just got to keep moving,
keep as much distance

between them
and us as possibIe.

Hey, hey!
I don't even know you, okay?

Crane is dead, and now you're acting
Iike you're some kind of...

prophet in rock starjeans.

Okay, Brooke,
Iook at me, okay?

I don't know what's going
on right now, okay?

But what I do know is
when l touched this,

I saw things before
they happened,

so whatever Crane
was working on,

it's bigger than the both of us,
and it couId affect this entire worId,

and for some reason,
the two of us are part of it.

We don't know that.

Brooke, he said that we need
to work together, right?

As crazy as that sounds,

I beIieve him.

Now whatever
I set off back there,

it's onIy sIowing them down.

Now we need to keep moving.

- Garcia: Henning, do you read?

Henning, come in.

Did you find them?

Sir, Iooks Iike
we've Iost their traiI.

We're going to need air support.

Fall back.
GeneraI SIate is en route.

But, sir, there's still
a chance that they couId be--

PuII back, Henning.
I need you here.

We'II get IocaI Iaw enforcement to do
a sweep of the surrounding area.

- The generaI wants a briefing.
- Roger that.

AII right, puII back.

He knew it.

Somehow we'd find the Iake.

Okay, weII, now what?

There's a bag
under a smaII Iog cIose by.

Inside you'II find everything
you need to camp tonight

and make your escape
in the morning.

There's not much eIse

I can do to heIp you

other than try to expIain.

Over the years,

the rod showed me visions
of the future.

Then a month ago,

I saw cities being destroyed,

oceans disappearing.

- TeII me he doesn't mean--
- He does.

l searched for clues,
but for the first time,

the rod started
to cause weakness,

mentaI deterioration,

bIackouts.

It's taken its toII.

Use it sparingIy, Eric.

With each passing day,

its use becomes more dangerous.

Brooke, you must heIp him

make a connection
with the Moai heads.

Your knowIedge wiII heIp

piece this puzzIe together.

It appears that tomorrow night,

it aII comes to an end.

You two are the key
to stopping it.

I know you'II succeed.

The rod is both a bIessing
and a curse.

I'm sorry, Eric.

He died.

l don't believe it.
I won't beIieve it.

There's no way in heII
the worId ends tomorrow night.

WeII, everything he's saying
points to be being true.

WeII, what if his Iast visions
were paranoid deIusions?

Oh, they're not.
They're Iinked somehow.

What are you taIking about?

The rod gives Crane
his visions of the future.

It's the key to stopping this.

Okay, well, why give it to you,
some guy from a pubIishing house?

l don't know. Something to do
with my birthright or something.

Just Iike he said.

I wish he was wrong.

I just wish he wasn't
predicting every damn step.

Yeah, weII, right now

every prediction
is saving our asses.

We got tape,
fIashIight, compass,

A map?
Where does the map go?

12 miIes south of here,
he's got a truck parked.

Oh, it's gonna be dark
in a coupIe of hours.

- Hence the camping gear.
- Well, let's go.

We'll get as far
as we can before dark.

Jenkins, send out Fox's
and Brooke CaIvin's mug shots.

Ask for checkpoints up
to 10 miIes.

What do we teII them?

TeII them they murdered
Rupert Crane.

Any sign of the manuscript?

Garcia:
Not yet, sir.

That's not what
l want to hear.

Don't worry, sir,
we'II find it.

Crane shouId have been working
with us saving lives.

It doesn't make any sense.

It was in his nature not
to trust authority.

He was one of us once,

went AWOL,

became paranoid,
schizophrenic.

Sad, really,
but Crane never had a chance.

That's why he died here
in this hellhole,

trapped Iike a rat.

For the past two days,

the world has been
torn apart by earthquakes.

Do you know how the scientific
community expIained that?

No, sir.

They didn't.

Lots of theories, no answers.

Right now I have more faith
in whatever Crane gave to Fox.

Find him for me, Garcia.

Get me Eric Fox.

This is Garcia.
Get me Parker.

- Henning, a word.
- Yes, sir.

Report.

I got a visuaI on the rod.
Fox has it.

I'm authorizing you to compIete
your mission with extreme prejudice.

Understood, sir.

Brooke:
This is Iike nothing I've ever seen.

- What's generating the noise?

Its Iike its got an eIectricaI
current going through it,

but it's made
of carved hematite.

- It's impossibIe for this to be--
- Ugh, come on!

Battery's dead.

How does it work?

You just touch it,

but l'm warning you,
it's not very pIeasant.

I think it's what kiIIed Crane.

WeII, that's a pretty
grim birthright.

Some peopIe get trust funds,

and you get a rod
that'II eventuaIIy kiII you.

I'm just more concerned about,
you know, what I do next.

Do I go to the news

and predict what city
wiII crumbIe?

l don't know. We don't even
know what's happening out there.

God, I hate feeIing
so helpless.

I need my computer.

What are you doing?

Maybe we're not so heIpIess.

Eric.

Crane:
Now you know

that the rod's true purpose
has yet to reveaI itseIf.

CIose that damn thing
and get out!

Henning:
Everybody's gotta die sometime.

Brooke:
Are you okay?

- Eric, taIk to me.

Maybe that computer
is a better idea.

Your nose is bIeeding.

Oh, crap.

Crap.

The images are starting
to get a Iot cIearer.

I saw these stone heads,

you know, the Easter IsIand
statue faces.

- Yeah, Moai heads.
- Yeah.

I saw something eIse,
too, Brooke.

The Earth,

the surface of the Earth
started to crack

and northern Canada
was being torn apart.

Oh, my God.

Crane was right.

WeII, what eIse?
What eIse did you see?

You know, I-- do you got paper
and a pen or something I can--

Yeah, here.

There was a bunch
of different images, but...

it was outside
on this sort of fIat rock surface,

kind of Iooked Iike that.

Oh, yeah, that Iooks famiIiar,

but it's--

it's not European
cave drawings.

It's North American.

I'm gonna make a caII.

You know what?
Use Crane's.

The government might be
listening to yours.

- Heiio.
- Dennis, it's Brooke.

- Brooke, did you hear about ItaIy?
- No, what happened?

It just sank into the Mediterranean,
like Atlantis.

Major earthquakes are happening
across the gIobe.

SeriousIy,
this is getting bibIicaI.

Okay, Dennis,
what I'm about to ask you to do

is the most important assignment
of your life, okay?

What are you taIking about?

- Does this have to do with Crane?
- I'II expIain aII that Iater.

Listen, l need you to research
the photo I'm about to send you, okay?

Compare it to any North American
cave drawings we have on record.

Dennis, I cannot stress to you
how important this is.

AII right.
AII right, I'II do it.

Just be warned that my
Armageddon bag is packed.

I'm serious. I'm thinking
about heading to the hiIIs.

Okay, thanks, Dennis, and Iisten, caII
me as soon as you have something

and onIy use this number, okay?

Got it.

Whoa.

Thank you kindIy, Mr. Crane.

Radio announcer:
WeII, after 10 years,

authorities finaIIy have
a break in the disappearance

and possibIe murder
of best seIIing author Rupert Crane.

Two suspects are wanted
for questioning--

Eric Fox and Brooke CaIvin.

Both are considered
armed and dangerous.

HoIy crap!

- What have you got?

No matches yet,
but you're aII over the news.

- What? Why?
- Oh, it's nothing important.

Just that you
and some guy named Eric Fox

kiIIed Rupert Crane
and are armed and dangerous.

Dennis, he was dead
when we found him.

- What's going on here, Brooke?
- I honestIy don't know myseIf,

but please believe me,
we did not kiII anyone.

I just need you to keep working
on those cave drawings, okay?

I'II get back to you Iater.

I don't Iike that Iook.

We're officiaIIy fugitives,
armed and dangerous.

Man, this is getting better
by the second.

TV announcer: Shocking,
unimaginabIe images from Europe.

We're Iooking at the first pictures
of the Mediterranean Sea,

where the country
of ItaIy once was.

At 6:37 IocaI time,

a massive 9.7 magnitude
earthquake,

the Iargest in recorded history,

ripped through southern Europe
and the Mediterranean,

swallowing ltaly
and much of Greece.

The quake was felt
as far north as London

and as far south
as the Ivory Coast.

Aid has been diverted
from the BIack Sea region,

but resources are aIready stretched
to the breaking point.

InternationaI reaction
has been stunned siIence

as the rest of the world
hoIds its coIIective breath

and waits for the next
disaster to strike.

I promise you
I'm gonna get you out of here.

Two fugitives fIoundering
in the bush?

- I wish I couId beIieve you.
- Waitress: He's back.

Are you gonna order this time?

You been watching the news?

Yeah, it's pretty scary.

You're teIIing me,
and the government keeps saying

it'II eventuaIIy stop.
Do you beIieve that?

WeII, maybe they
don't want us to panic.

If the worId is coming to an end,
I want to know.

- Eric: I've got power.

Throughout the Iast three weeks,

the rod has given me

a flood of images
that I can't figure out.

I can feeI it getting stronger.

The visions,

weII, they're more intense.

The imagery is horrific.

The destruction unimaginabIe.

TV announcer:
We interrupt our reguIar programming

for this emergency broadcast.

Mount Baker's seismic activity

indicates an imminent
volcanic eruption.

Communities within
a 100-miIe radius

are advised
to evacuate immediateIy.

l repeat, communities within
a 100-miIe radius are advised...

AII right, you heard her.
This is it! Everyone out!

Crane:
I see the rod...

Waitress:
That means you two.

...gIowing from the inside.

And that'II be $2.50.

And I see beams of Iight,

aIigning themseIves
to the stars.

Inside of what? Beams of Iight
aligning with the stars?

- What do you think that means?
- Right now l have no idea.

Waitress:
Come on, come on, come on!

Crane:
I don't know what the cIues mean.

UnpIug that damn thing
and get out!

UnpIug that damn thing

and get out!

Come on,
we got to get out of here.

Go, Brooke, go! Go.

I'm cIosed.
We're evacuating.

Brooke:
Where are we going?

- Out of the car, Fox!
- Eric: Come on.

Brooke:
He's got a gun!

- Henning: Now!
- Brooke: Go, go!

- Oh!

Sir, we're in pursuit right now
on Highway 12,

two miIes east
of PoIkhead Junction.

SIate: I'm 20 cIicks away.
Jenkins shouId intercept at Highway 8.

What the heII's going on?
Keep your head down!

- Eric: HoId on!
- Oh, no.

- Man: What the heII's going--

- SIate: What's your status?

I just found transportation, sir.

- The rest of the team is deceased.
- The ineptitude is staggering.

This operation was supposed
to have resuIts.

Don't disappoint me, Henning.

I'II keep Garcia busy.
Get me that rod.

- Copy that.

Beams of Iight aIigning
with the stars.

What do you think that means?

lt almost sounds
Iike doomsday prophecy.

The Mayans had
a simiIar phrase.

The stars wiII aIter
their accustomed course

and avert man's gaze
with Iight.

How do you know
all this stuff?

I teach it. Phrases Iike that are
peppered throughout ancient cuItures,

usually tied
to cosmic aIignments.

Do you think it has anything
to do with these Moai heads?

There's a Rapa Nui prophecy--

Iight wiII protect us
from the path of the universe.

- Another astronomicaI event.
- ln 14 hours,

the soIar system's equator
and the MiIky Way's equator

are gonna aIign, but that's supposed
to be a coincidence.

Is it?

Crane said that the worId
was gonna end tonight.

If that's the case,
we got tiII midnight.

The wind has shifted.

We gotta get moving.

Otherwise, we're gonna be
sucking up some voIcanic ash.

Sparks: My team has been
Iooking for a correIation

between the aIignment
of the gaIactic equator

and these disasters.

We kept coming up empty.

Then we found this.

A massive dark star.

A coIIapsing sun
with maximum mass

near the edge of our gaIaxy.

AIigning with the gaIactic equator
brings us

into the dark star's
gravitational field.

And where there is
maximum mass,

there is maximum gravity,

so much that Iight
can't escape.

- How Iong wiII it Iast?
- We don't know.

But the gravitationaI forces
will continue to get worse,

peaking tonight
sometime around midnight

and graduaIIy diminishing
over the next three days.

At the end of this,

the entire surface of the Earth
wiII have shifted.

Who knows
what Iife wiII have survived?

Woman over P.A.:
Attention, aII facuIty and students,

pIease Ieave the campus
in an orderIy fashion.

This is a precautionary measure

due to the approaching
ash cIoud

as a resuIt of the recent
voIcanic activity...

Bingo!

Dennis, what did you find?

There's an ancient
Coast SaIish settIement

just outside of Pipestone.

The petrogIyph there is aImost
identical to the drawings.

Pipestone, of course.

We wanted to do a dig there,
and we got permission from the band,

but couIdn't get it
from the Iogging company.

Lycar Forest Products.

We can be in Pipestone in two hours.
I'II just caII you from there.

I've gotta Ieave the university.
We're being evacuated.

Evacuated?
Is everything okay?

The ash from Mount Baker is headed
our way. lt's just a precaution.

Okay, weII, good.

Listen, thanks for sticking
with me on this, Dennis.

Look, if everything gets back
to normaI someday,

you and I are going to sit down,
have a coupIe of beers,

and you're going to teII me
exactIy what this is aII about.

That's a promise,
and I'm buying.

Take care, Brooke.

News reporter:
The death toII continues to rise

as the rescue workers in New York,
ltaly, and Eastern Europe

search feverishIy for survivors,

but hope fades--

Student:
Don't push!

- Student #2: Hey, guys, wait up.

Student #3:
I'II meet you back at my pIace.

Agent: Excuse me,
we're Iooking for Dennis Johnson.

Can you teII us
where to find him?

Yes, sir,
that's him right over there.

Mr. Johnson,
Dennis Johnson.

Excuse me!
Mr. Johnson.

Go!

Woman:
Hey!

Why would Crane say
it was your birthright?

I don't know.

I never reaIIy had a reaI home

or didn't know my parents.

I just bounced around
foster homes.

l don't know.
I just never reaIIy had to have

a Iot of responsibiIity,
you know?

Like inheriting a rod
that tells the future

- and somehow saving the worId?

- Yeah, no pressure.

- Dennis?

Feds ID'd me. I can't go home.
What should l do?

- What? They're not after you.
- Oh, they're after me.

I'm pretty sure abetting a fugitive

- gets more than a sIap on the wrist.

Dennis, you're breaking up.

Brooke, I'm Iosing you.
Brooke?

Damn it!

- I Iost him.

Raven: Why didn't you teII me
about this pIace?

Because it wasn't your time.

Young peopIe today don't want
to hear the oId stories.

They don't respect
what's sacred,

what needs to be protected.

Grandpa, just because
I don't have visions

doesn't mean
I don't respect them.

These earthquakes,
I'm scared.

You are probabIy
the only person

on the pIanet who isn't worried
right now.

I'm not worried for myseIf.

I'm worried for aII those peopIe
who are gonna Iose their Iives.

Haven't a Iot of peopIe
died already?

They have,

but so far, it's been
Iike a crack in the dam.

Soon the trickIe

wiII become a fIood.

Eric:
Anyone?

Brooke:
No, nobody. It's deserted.

How far away to the site?

From what I can remember,
about a haIf-hour hike.

- You okay?
- No. No, I'm not okay.

PeopIe are dying
and Iook what we're doing.

Yeah, we're Iooking
for a petroglyph.

Yeah, that couId somehow
save the worId,

which couId end in 12 hours.

Do you realize how
preposterous that sounds?

I do.

Look, I promise you

that we're going to get through this,
and we wiII see tomorrow.

And if you break your promise,
we'll have global annihilation.

No pressure.

- Raven: Don't move.

Raven:
Are you Eric Fox?

ReaIIy?
Who are you?

Brooke:
What are you doing out here?

Raven:
Waiting for you.

l'm taking you
to see my grandfather.

He'II expIain everything
you need to know.

WeIcome.
My name is John.

I have something I want
to show you.

Garcia over radio:
Henning, do you read?

Go for Henning.

What the heII happened?

Sorry, sir, I've been having troubIe
with my radio.

Damn it, Henning, two hours
of radio siIence isn't acceptabIe.

- What's your 20?
- I'm at the Lycar MiII in Pipestone.

I just found the vehicIe.
Looks Iike they hiked into the woods.

Wait for me.
I want a coordinated operation.

Yes, sir.

That's what I saw.

John:
My peopIe have never known

what this symboI means.

l was hoping
you had the answer.

I wish.

TeII me,

what do you see
when you use the rod?

It's a jumbIe of images.

I saw you.

I saw that drawing.
I saw the Moai heads,

and I saw the Earth fracturing

and just being torn apart.

As a chiId,

I was toId of the day
when the Earth

and the stars come together

and the sky spirit wiII try
to strike us down.

That's aImost identicaI
to Rapa Nui and Mayan prophecy.

John: I was aIso toId that
when the seven points

of the great hound aIign,

the ancient ones wiII awaken
from their sIumber

and push back this spirit
of the sky,

What's the great hound?

The consteIIation Canis Major.

The great hound of Orion.
But what are the seven points?

The ancient ones.

Great, we're back to square one.

Not necessariIy.
Let's just think this through.

Okay, um...

Canis Major,

the seven points,
Moai heads.

- Ahu Akivi.
- What?

Ahu Akivi on Easter lsland.
It's the site of the seven Moai

who stand facing the ocean
like sentries.

CouId there possibIy
be another set here?

The ancient ones are here.

A short verticaI Iine inside
the Moai head.

It's the rod.

What if the Moai heads
are a device

designed to prevent the destruction
of the universe?

What, like a global
defense mechanism?

Yeah, I mean,

maybe the Moai
on Easter IsIand

prevented a catastrophe
26,000 years ago?

I mean, what if these are meant
to prevent one now?

Eric:
But where are they?

- Get down!

What do you want?

Henning: You have a rod
in your possession, Fox.

Give it to me now, and we can aII
walk away. Nobody gets hurt.

Why the heII does
he want the rod?

He's not going to Iet us Iive.

Eric:
You're a government agent.

Why are you doing this?

I'm just foIIowing orders.

Here, give me the rifIe.

What? I can do this.

You're too young
to do what needs to be done.

Grandpa, no, I can do it.

Come on, Fox,

Iet's stop pIaying around.

Let's just do this
face-to-face.

Eric:
You just tried to shoot me!

I apoIogize.
It won't happen again.

- Okay, I'm coming out.
- No.

- Eric.
- Look, don't shoot anybody, okay?

No one needs to get hurt.

Smart man.

One of your friends up there
does anything stupid,

you're going down first,
you understand?

- You understand?
- Yes.

Good, that's cIose enough.

Do you have any idea
what this is?

I don't know,
and I don't care.

Okay, this right here is the key
to saving the world.

I give this to you,
we aII die.

Toss it over right now.

- Everybody's gotta die sometime.

- Grandpa!

Go on. Grandpa.

- Oh, crap.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

- Is he dead?
- Yeah.

Is he okay?

Never saw that coming.

Oh, wow, that's gonna
Ieave a heII of a bruise.

Another earthquake.

You must Ieave this pIace.

Take what you have Iearned
and go.

- l'll be fine.
- Thank you.

- You don't have much time.
- Let's go.

Go, go.

John's story,
the petrogIyph,

he was tapping
into a simiIar prophecy

aIso shared with the Rapa Nui.

He said the ancient ones
are sIeeping in the Earth,

which means they're buried,
but where?

Can't aII be a coincidence.

Crane moved up here.

John said his peopIe feIt
its power for generations.

So this whole area
couId be radiating energy

from the seven buried
Moai heads

right under our feet,
but how do we find them?

Oh, no. Eric, I wouIdn't.
Don't touch it.

I have to.
We need answers.

Here goes nothing.

Slate:
Thou shaIt do miracuIous signs.

Eric!

- SIate: Thou shaIt take this rod...
- Come on, Eric!

- ...in thy hand wherewith...
- Eric, let go!

- ...thou shaIt do miracuIous signs.

- Eric.
- Yeah.

- Are you okay?

- Are you okay?
- Oh, yeah.

You didn't think you were going to
get rid of me that easy, did you?

- Just breathe. Just breathe.

You okay?

I saw this opening
in this field.

I think that's
where the heads are.

And I saw a government agent,

but I think he's working
with us.

You sure about that?

Yeah, it's gonna work, Brooke.

We don't got much time.

- Easy, easy.

Eric:
We got company.

Lower your weapon
or I'II shoot.

That's him.

That's the agent
that's gonna heIp us.

Eric Fox, Brooke CaIvin.

I'm Agent Garcia, NationaI Defense.
Where's Agent Henning?

He's dead.

He tried to kiII us, okay?
l had no choice.

No, our orders were
to retrieve Crane's manuscript

and bring you in aIive.

AIive?
We've been shot at for two days.

Brooke, pIease.

- Okay, the manuscript does not exist.
- That's not possibIe.

Rupert Crane used it as an excuse
to give me a rod.

It's how Crane was abIe
to predict the future.

That's what your agent was after.

He's telling the truth.
I know it sounds crazy,

but it's the key
that wiII stop the Earth

from being torn apart,
and it needs to happen today.

You're gonna heIp us, Agent Garcia.
l know it.

We're running out of time.

You got to beIieve me
on this, okay?

Just Iet me expIain.

Start taIking.

So there's no manuscript?

What about this rod
you've been taIking about?

From what l understand, it was
the source of Crane's premonitions.

Well, if it does
what you say it does,

it couId be pretty usefuI
right about now.

- You need to bring it in.
- Sorry, I can't do that, sir.

Excuse me?

l know this is
gonna sound unbeIievabIe,

but it couId be the key
to stopping these disasters.

How?

Fox beIieves that it wiII
turn on some kind of

- gIobaI defense mechanism.
- Built by whom?

We don't know, sir.

Man over P.A.:
GeneraI SIate, pIease report to DOD.

Is it possibIe it couId Iead
to more of these rods?

I'm not sure, maybe.

Man over P.A.:
GeneraI SIate, pIease report to DOD.

Two days ago, this story wouId
have cost you yourjob.

And today?

l got nothing to lose
and everything to gain.

I've got to brief the president,
or I'd come myseIf.

What do you need?

What's spIattered on this?

ProbabIy some bIood.

WonderfuI.

The rod's a forged
foreign material.

And that hum,

l've never seen
anything Iike it.

Where'd you get this?

It was a gift.

Okay, with no power source,

yet emitting a frequency
of 12.4 kHz.

It's fascinating.

Now we scan for the frequency
in 100-miIe radius.

lf your hunch is right
and there's anything out there

emitting the same vibrations,

hopefuIIy we'II get a Iock
on a location.

- We got an hour Ieft of sunIight.
- Come on.

- AImost there.

Okay, we got it--
62 miIes due east.

That's cIose.

Right under Crane's nose.

Announcer: As reports
of rioting and Iooting pour in

from around the globe,
we have confirmed information

that the RepubIic of China
has been hit by a sinkhoIe

the size of which rivaIs
the Black Sea disaster.

It appears there is
no place on Earth

- safe from these events.
- You mind turning that off?

What are you thinking about?

WeII, we stiII have a Iot
to figure out.

We're coming to the end
of the world here,

and the puzzIe
stiII hasn't been soIved.

We're gonna soIve it.

Okay, we've got the rod,

and now we have the Iocation.

It stiII doesn't make any sense

why Henning went after it.
He wouIdn't know what it was.

- Yeah, I don't think he knew.
- Then why?

I just think he was
following orders.

WeII, that's what's bugging me.
Whose orders?

We're gonna have to puII over,
wait this one out.

Eric:
Go! Go now!

Come on.

Hang on.

We got the report on Eric Fox.

He was adopted.

No record
of his birth parents.

Convenient.

Sir, have you heard
about Washington?

Yeah, I have.
How's the president?

Airborne. AII executive commands
will now be issued

from Air Force One.

Where's my heIicopter?

It'II be here
in four minutes, sir.

Your presence
has been requested

at the Cheyenne Mountain
Air Force Station.

I'm gonna be Iate.

There's a IittIe side trip
I need to make.

Eric:
This is definiteIy it. Now what?

If we're right, there shouId be
seven buried Moai heads

right under our feet.

All right, these are
infrared imaging tubes,

operationaI
to 50 meters deep.

We need to create a perimeter.

The seven Moai heads
of Ahu Akivi Iook towards the point

where the sun sets
during the equinox.

The Iength of their pIatform
is 40 feet long,

but there's no way of knowing
how they're laid out here.

They shouId face
the Canis Major consteIIation.

We gotta start somewhere.

Eric:
You getting anything?

- I got something.

ApproximateIy 4.9 meters high.

One meter underground.

Okay. Okay, Eric,

move yours back 20 feet.

Oh, I got another one.

Brooke, move yours to the Ieft...

30 feet.

Guys.

You got to see this.

Eric:
It mirrors Canis Major.

Brooke:
This is amazing.

They're identicaI
to the ones on Easter IsIand.

Eric: The rod shouId fit
in the big star.

This shouId be it.

It's the top of the Moai head.

Here.

Let's start digging.

Guys.

Take a Iook at this.

Brooke:
What's up?

I figured out how the Moai heads tie
into the Canis Major consteIIation.

Now, when they aIign
with the gaIactic equator,

it'II be the cIosest
the dark star comes to us--

right when the Earth
is about to be destroyed.

So maybe that's our cosmic trigger
for pIacing the rod.

- Okay. How much time we got?
- l'm working on it.

The buried heads

and the Canis Major
consteIIation wiII aIign

in approximateIy 20 minutes.

AII right, that's gonna cut it cIose.
Let's get moving.

I got something.

It's Iike some kind of stone
or metaI or something.

Look, right here.
The rod couId fit in there.

- Let's stick the damn rod in.
- WeII, no, we can't.

We have to wait for the aIignment
with the constellation.

She's right.
We've got four minutes Ieft.

Give me the rod.

Sir, I wasn't expecting you.

Son, get up out of there.
We need to have a chat.

I'd rather not.

I wasn't asking.

Son, whatever it is down
in that hoIe,

it does not need
to be activated.

If we don't activate it, sir,

we are aII gonna die.

Do you understand that
the worId is about to end?

You're wrong.
The gravitationaI forces working

on the Earth need
to run their course.

We've survived it before.
We'll survive it again.

- We don't know that, sir.
- Oh, but l do.

It's survivaI of the fittest now.

And in the meantime,

I wiII be guiding the worId's eIite

through the gauntlet
with the heIp of that rod.

You're a Iunatic.

Oh, no, I'm simpIy a patriot.

l have known
for years about that rod

and its abiIity
to predict the future.

That rod never beIonged
to your father,

- and it doesn't beIong to you.
- My father?

Rupert Crane.
He didn't teII you?

We only have
two minutes Ieft.

I wouIdn't worry.

We have aII the time
in the worId.

Give it up, son.

- Give it up, son.

You just signed
our death warrants.

I prefer to think of it as a birth
certificate for a new America.

I can't aIIow that, sir.

And thou shaIt take this rod
in thine hand,

wherewith thou shaIt do

miracuIous signs.

- Where are my visions?
- Here's one.

AIignment in 10 seconds!

Eric, do it now!

Sparks:
Five, four,

three, two,

one!

It's working.

Eric:
It worked.

l spent so many years
studying those heads...

trying to unIock
their mysteries.

Now we know their purpose,

but, oh, the questions.

It's one big cosmic can
of worms.

Whoever buiIt this
did us one heII of a favor.

Yeah.

You know,
you couId use this

to find out more
about our saviors.

The next time I use this,

it's gonna be to bet
on some horses.

- How are you feeIing?

Besides getting shot and finding out
that my superior officer is a nut job,

I'm okay.

I got a signaI.

This is the President
of the United States.

To aII the survivors
of the human race,

the worst is over.

Yesterday, we survived the peak
of the gravitationaI puII

that was tearing apart
our world.

In the next few days,

earthquakes
wiII graduaIIy diminish.

Now for the sake of humanity,

we must come together
and rebuild.

This is a worIdwide broadcast

sent out
to any and aII survivors.

You are not aIone.

I repeat,
you are not aIone.