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♪ I'm a man ♪

♪ Just for sale ♪

♪ Come on buy ♪

♪ And I feel ♪

♪ You won't say ♪

♪ The Price is high ♪

♪ I offer you my hands ♪

♪ They wanna give defense ♪

♪ So don't keep on waiting ♪

♪ I offer you my chest ♪

♪ A place for you to rest ♪

♪ So don't keep on waiting ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[machines beeping]

[indistinct]

[machines continue beeping]

[machine continues beeping]

[speaking indistinctly]

Hey, how are you?

[whispers indistinctly]

[machine beeping rapidly]

[machine whirring]

[alarm ringing]

[sobs]

[sighs]

[man over laptop] Okay, that's good.

What about your sources, have you checked them out?

We need to be a 100 percent certain before we rob this thing.

I trust them. This isn't the first time he's come to me.

And he said the sale was transacted through four different off-shore companies

that held 51 percent of the bank shares.

But, I need to dig a little deeper in to that.

Okay, keep me posted on whatever you come up with.

How you doing, Liz? You look a little tired.

I'm fine. Rough night is all.

Well, if you need to take some time off,

take a break or anything like that,

-all you have to do is ask. -[phone beeping]

Listen, Martin, I got to take this, um,

we'll catch up sometime next week? Okay?

-Next week it is. -Okay, bye.

Shit!

Good morning, Agent Waid,

The agency feels that after two years, it's time for you to get back in to the field.

So, as of this moment, consider yourself reactivated.

The mission is a simple data recovery that should ease you back in.

You'll be working with Agent John Smith, who'll be taking point.

I'm sending the details through now.

Smith, like you, hasn't been active for some time.

And, he's just a few months from retirement

but time is of the essence and he's the closest operative we have to you right now.

He's a little unconventional.

And, according to his last psych evaluation,

he displays mild obsessive compulsive personality disorder symptoms.

In other words, Smith's somewhat of a control freak.

But, and I need to stress this,

he has a 100 percent success rate, that's why the agency chose him.

So just follow his lead and report in once you recover the data.

♪ We cannot sleep ♪

-Agent Waid? -Yeah?

-Agent-- -Smith.

You couldn't think of something a little less CIA?

I've lost count of how many of you I've met over the years.

-I don't follow. -Your name? Smith?

Oh, yeah. [chuckles]

Believe it or not, that's actually my real name.

John Francis Smith.

Of course, it is.

Few days ago, we lost contact with a US army satellite

similar to the keyhole class reconnaissance ones we've been using since the 60s.

How'd you lose contact with a billion-dollar satellite?

Some sort of malfunction and it dropped out of orbit.

We weren't able to perform a controlled fall

but we were able to track it once it re-entered earth's atmosphere.

The crash is somewhere around here,

about 100 kilometers north of Belgrade.

Shouldn't it burn up reentering the atmosphere?

That's how we designed them, right?

Yes, but not all of it would have been destroyed.

How big, we're not sure.

But it's large enough for someone upstairs to send us here to find it.

-And then what? -Grab any detail that might tell us what went wrong.

Come on, let's take a ride.

[Smith] Professor Eric Dysart.

[Liz] Professor of what?

Biological science, physics, engineering, master of physics and radio-astronomy.

-NASA stuff. -NASA?

[humming]

-Don't give up your daily job just as yet. -[laughs]

I'm not sure how much you've been briefed on,

but they insisted that he tag along.

What about this other guy? Why do we need him?

We don't. He's just a VBA errand boy

who's job is to escort the professor and the equipment

headquarters have requested from the Serbian military agency.

Rifles and ammunition.

[man coughing violently]

Are you okay?

Stay here.

Blimey, it's okay. It's okay.

-You're Darko, right? -Yeah.

-And you are? -Liz.

You were supposed to be here ten minutes ago.

We were in the back.

Professor here wasn't feeling too good.

And, you are?

Smith, Agent Smith.

-Professor! -Agent Smith, pleasure is all mine, really.

Mine, mine, mine.

-You have something for me? -Sure.

This way.

-Are you okay? -I'm good, thank you. Thank you.

[gun cocking]

Good!

What, no "thank you"?

Uh, we're done here.

-You can go now. -I'm afraid I can't do that.

Change of plans.

-I'm going with you. -What's he talking about?

-I don't think so. -They didn't tell you?

Ah, you didn't think my people would just sit back while you run around like some cowboy

out here in the country side, did you?

Wait a minute.

You mean to tell me this isn't the wild wild west?

No, no, no.

-Are you trying to test me? -Just doing my job.

-I'm just doing mine. -Okay, then.

What the hell do you want me to do with this?

You can speak to my people if you want.

Orders are orders, Agent Smith, I'm just following mine.

And you want me to speak to them on this thing?

Satellite phone is secure.

So is this.

Jacobs, listen, he's from the VBA.

Have you even worked with these people before?

He could be killed!

-I mean-- -[speaking foreign language]

Stupid? No.

He's just doing his job like you're doing.

[both speaking foreign language]

Not quite. It's sentimental.

[Smith] I understand, sir.

Sir... Yes, sir. Right.

So?

He comes with us.

I told you.

Don't you think it's a little odd that they send the both of us?

I don't follow.

My thing is encryption, professor.

And if you already know how to pull the data from the satellite,

then why send me? It doesn't make sense.

About back there...

I think, maybe, we got off on the wrong foot.

I'm not trying to get in the way.

Glad to hear it, forget about it.

-How long have you worked for the agency, Miss Waid? -Six years.

But, it wasn't something I planned on doing.

She was recruited.

Drafted in to serve God and country.

Am I missing something?

I got myself arrested like eight years ago.

What did you do?

I hacked the NSA database.

I'm impressed.

She was pregnant, so the choice was simple,

either stay in jail for a very long time

or never see her child again,

-or... -Or come work for people like him.

Criminal, mad scientist and you, Agent Smith,

Not exactly the A-Team, am I right?

Do me a favor, just concentrate on that,

let me know when we're getting close.

You son, where is he now?

[rock music playing]

♪ Hello, Hello My time machine adenosine ♪

♪ The sky agrees ♪

♪ It's all we see Under a tree ♪

♪ I find your eyes Under a sign ♪

♪ You can't decide What happens next ♪

♪ Cause you're so twisted You're so tempted ♪

♪ Cannot hide it Cannot accept it now ♪

Darko, you'll go straight ahead,

signal's over there, on that side.

Leads this way.

Shouldn't we be looking for signs of a fresh site

that might help us find this thing?

I don't know if we'll be able to make out anything in this mess.

Do you want to ask me something, professor?

Pardon?

You've been staring at me like for the last 10 minutes

and I'm feeling a little uncomfortable here.

Forgive me, it's just that you, uh... seem so very familiar.

Have we... Have we met somewhere before?

I... I don't think so.

Uh, I just have this feeling we have. I"m...

Please forgive me, it's just...

Old age playing tricks with my--

[coughs violently]

Professor?

[continues coughing violently]

Tell me, Agent Smith,

with the three of you, you look the least likely to be found behind a desk.

I take it you're like me, field man.

Yeah, I prefer to be out in the jungle where I can see things right to their end.

I like to work alone.

No interrupters, no mistakes.

Perfectionist, then.

What are you, a psychology major?

Not really.

Not a perfectionist, I'm a fun guy.

The minute I can't do what's asked of me, I'll...

turn in my screws and they can get somebody else to let the dogs out.

Well, sometimes, it's out of our hands.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Can I ask you something?

-Fire away. -Your name?

Agent Smith? I mean, really? That's your name?

Just asking.

Okay, let's get them going.

Get this on the road, all right?

[sighs]

[professor coughing]

Okay, everybody good?

-Yeah. -Let's go.

[rock music playing]

[indistinct howling]

What is that?

[indistinct howling continues]

-Please, put that away, it's probably just some-- -Professor...

Very very quiet.

[speaking foreign language]

-Hey! -Hey!

Let him go.

Okay, we split up here,

you two go round back, we'll go at its side.

Waid, you're carrying, right?

I have everything I need in here.

-So, you are carrying. -No, I never needed to.

Well, you do, now. Give her one.

Just in case, let me show you how to use...

Just because I'm not carrying one,

doesn't mean I don't know how to use it.

Sure.

Have you really used one before?

Only in the range, but I know what I'm doing so it's okay.

Come on, let's move it.

What was this place?

I don't know.

Some sort of factory?

[coughs]

-Can I ask you something? -Of course.

Is there something we should know?

I don't follow.

The coughing, the blood on your handkerchief?

Isn't it obvious enough? I'm dying, Miss Waid.

Let us take you back, then.

Oh, please, don't let my condition trouble you.

I do have time left.

Or, I wouldn't be here.

-But, you shouldn't really-- -Please, please.

It's all right.

[eerie electronic noises]

It doesn't make any sense.

What?

We're right on top of where the satellite should have hit.

We should be staring right at it.

Or, at least what's left of it.

Perhaps, who ever lives in that house found the wreckage that transmitted it and...

brought it back.

Let's go ask them.

I think I should go.

Fine.

They're locals.

Probably not used to having people knock on their door,

waving guns in their faces in the middle of the night, professor.

Fine.

You check the rest of the place.

-Professor... -Hmm?

-Just stay here. -Ah, okay.

[gunshot]

[groans]

Shit. Shit! Shit!

[groans]

Come on!

[continues groaning]

To your left, to your left, everybody to your left.

Watch your step!

Ah, easy.

Here.

-Easy, easy, get him up here. -[speaking foreign language]

-Professor, I need you to keep pressure on this wound. -Yeah.

It'll help slow down the bleeding.

Give me the first-aid kit! Quickly!

Morphine.

[groaning in pain]

[groans]

We need to get him to a hospital.

Can you stand him up? Can you get him off there?

[gunshots]

-We can't move him. -He can't walk.

What do we do?

Damn it! Yours?

Nothing, no signal. Bad satellite phone.

[Smith] What's wrong?

Nothing! I don't know.

[Smith] What are you doing?

I think I'll be able to connect it to our up-link network

but it'll take some time.

[Smith] How long?

I don't know, 40-50 minutes,

I have to sync it with our network.

We don't have that long, look at him!

[speaking indistinctly]

Who?

[gunshots]

-Must save George, huh? Save George. -Yes!

-Professor! -What?

I need you to stay here, keep pressure on that wound,

and make sure he stays awake.

-Agent Smith, I can't do that. -Can you do that for me, professor?

-All right! -[Smith] Liz!

-What? -I need you over here.

Quickly!

You're shot!

It's nothing.

All right, on three,

One, two, three...

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

God! Cover me!

Drop the gun!

-Can you hear me? -He can't understand you, Smith!

[man speaking in foreign language]

What the hell is he saying?

Something about not letting us take him, whatever that means.

-He's talking too fast! -I need you at your best, Liz!

Cover me while I flank him.

If he comes to the door, take him out.

Run! Run away! Run!

[speaking foreign language]

Don't shoot!

[speaking foreign language]

Hey!

[gunshots]

[Liz screams]

You didn't have to kill him.

You could have killed the boy!

Well, I didn't, did I?

[gasps] The boy.

What?

It's the boy.

Then who was he? Father, grandfather, maybe?

Then, who's she?

How should I know?

All right, keep your eyes open, doesn't look like there's anyone else in here.

[electronic beeping]

The signals, they're coming from that room.

[beeping gets faster]

Empty.

Then where the hell is the signal coming from?

Is something wrong with this thing?

No, it's working, just...

I think it's coming from a level below us.

Time for change, look down in the basement,

I'll see what I can get up here.

♪ Oh my dear god Can you really hear me ♪

♪ If so, then please Help me find a way ♪

♪ Although my eyes Are gently sleeping ♪

♪ I know my mind Is coming to an end ♪

[indistinct murmuring]

[murmuring in foreign language]

What are you saying?

[continues murmuring in foreign language]

What are you saying?

Who are you?

Who's he?

I'm not here to...

It's okay, I'm not here to hurt you.

Hello?

[whispers]

Hello?

Wait, it's okay.

What're you doing? Stop it!

Just drop the axe! Drop the axe!

[screams violently]

[gunshots]

[screams] No!

[footsteps approaching]

What the...

I had to.

She kept coming at me and she wouldn't stop.

Who the hell is this?

I don't know.

He was just lying here.

I tried to ask her but she wouldn't tell me.

She was just babbling and I couldn't make anything out,

then she jumped at me.

Is he dead?

I don't know.

How'd he get here?

I told you I don't know.

[device whirring]

The signal.

It's coming from him.

What?

So, where's the satellite, then?

I don't think there was one.

What I want to know is how did he get here.

We've got an astronaut but no shell wreckage,

and if there is wreckage around there, somewhere,

how could he have survived something like that?

There's not a scratch on him.

It doesn't make sense.

None of this does.

Dysart.

He wouldn't give me a straight answer on the way here.

He must have known there's no satellite here at all.

[Smith] I asked you a question, professor.

I told you, the signal came from the satellite, that's why we're here.

That's why we're all here.

There is no satellite, there never was.

And, I need you to stop bullshitting me.

So why don't you tell me what you really know about why we're here.

What do you mean, "There's no satellite"?

I'm telling you, there never was any satellite, get me?

You're a brilliant man, professor, I shouldn't have to spell this out of you.

My god.

Henley.

This can't be, this can't be!

-[Smith] Professor, do you know who this is? -Oh my god.

-Did you know who really died in there? -How?

[Smith] If you know something we don't, you have to tell us.

[Eric] Henley...

My god.

-I need your help, here, tell me who this is. -It can't be.

[Smith] I'm waiting.

[Liz] Professor?

I know you know this man, just talk to us.

Tell us what the hell is going on here.

I know this man but I haven't seen him in 35 years.

35 years?

We were both in the Apollo Lunar Landing Program in 1976,

Crew 3 on the mission to the moon.

They had tasked us to...

Geological samples from the dark side of the moon.

'76? I thought they shut that program down in '72,

right after Apollo 17.

They did, but it remained classified for four more years,

with a handful of missions like ours, we were the last.

How can he be here if the mission was launched in 1976?

He was there,

but only... two of us came back, Garris and myself.

Henley just... disappeared.

This is ridiculous.

Look, we got to get in touch with HQ

as soon as that satellite up-link is up and running.

[Eric] Uh...

[Smith] Find out what to do with him.

Let them figure out why he's right here, right now.

No, I need to tell you something.

[static crackling]

We were collecting soil samples

on a routine EVA when it happened.

I was finishing up, getting ready to head back to the shuttle,

and he told me he wanted to check something out.

That's when he started shouting at me to come and take a look at what he'd found out there.

[Henley] Damn it, there's something over there.

Tell me you're seeing this.

[Eric] What? What is it?

[Henley] I don't know.

Quick! Get over here.

[Eric] Don't get too close.

That's when I saw it, it was just there.

I had never seen anything like it before,

it was... It was beautiful.

I told him not to get too close but he wouldn't listen to me.

He kept telling me there was something inside it, but, I...

I couldn't see.

I didn't want to see.

All I wanted to do was just get the hell out of there, back to the shuttle.

Then, something started to happen.

He reached inside and it...

Robert! Robert! Robert!

[Eric] It just took him.

I could hear him screaming my name.

I just left him out there all alone to die.

I never expected this.

I don't know how he got here,

I don't know where he's been all these years.

My entire life has been trying to understand how

and where my friend, Robert Henley, disappeared.

What was the thing that you saw on the moon?

We believe it had to be a rift in space.

Henley was pulled in and has somehow managed to move through it.

-Like a wormhole? -Uh...

[Smith] Those things are just scientific myths.

No one believes they actually exist.

I see him here...

now.

I don't know what I believe.

[Smith] So, what do we do with him?

[Eric] I don't know.

[Smith] I must start thinking

'cause I need to know how he got here

and why just move this.

From where I'm standing, you seem to know a lot more

about what's going on here than either of us.

The up link isn't ready?

[device beeping]

It'll be ready in about 15-20 minutes.

[Smith] Good.

All right, so here's the plan, we're going...

Where are you going?

The boy, I'm going to find him.

No, we stick together.

He might tell us how Henley got here.

You two stay here, I'm going to go get the boy.

Listen to me, I told you we stick together.

What good is he to us? He's just a kid.

No, you listen to me,

I'm going to get the boy because we just made him an orphan,

because I believe he can help us, okay?

[speaking foreign language]

Wait!

[static disturbance]

[indistinct distorted voice]

Liz...

Darko...

We need to get out of here.

Now.

You feeling better?

Huh?

I feel much better now.

Oh! Oh!

You shouldn't worry about the boy.

He'll be okay.

He's too frightened now.

But, soon,

you'll understand what's happening here.

You stay here...

Stay here.

Where are you, Henley?

Give me a sign, anything, let me know you...

You know me, Henley?

It's me, Eric.

It's Eric. [coughs]

[coughs violently]

Waid?

Waid, are you okay? What's wrong?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

I saw something outside.

It was... It was real, it felt real.

I was just looking for the boy,

there was the grave and the picture on the grave,

but it can't be.

And, Darko... Darko's standing, he's standing.

Relax, relax, now tell me, where is Darko?

He's outside.

Last time we saw him, he was out cold.

Now, you're telling me he's walking around like a man

that didn't take a bullet in his gut

no more than 30 minutes ago?

His wound, it's healed.

-[Liz] What are you doing? -[Smith] It's these pills!

It's these pills!

[both yelling]

...some other mind-bending drug?

Now grab an end and help me move him.

Now,

I'm going to take him out of here,

and you're going to get that radio working.

Now, come on, give a hand.

Come on, help us out.

[Liz] Oh God!

[all straining]

[Liz] I can't...

[Liz] I... I can't...

This just won't move, god damn it.

How can it be too heavy for the three of us to lift?

[Eric] Doesn't make sense.

Alright, let me think.

All right, we can get the suit off of him, lighten the load.

[Liz] I don't think we should take his suit off.

We don't know where he's been,

he might be infected with something.

[Smith] Infected with what, huh?

Well, anything.

Infected with what?

[Eric] I don't know, I don't know.

Ah, bullshit.

[Liz] It won't come off, Smith, we've tried it.

We'll see about that.

What are you doing?

I'm going to smash this thing and take him out,

remove the helmet if I have to.

-[Eric] No, Smith, don't! -[Smith] That's what I'm doing.

[Eric] No, Smith.

[violent screaming]

[gunshots]

I though you said she was dead.

[Liz] She was.

You saw her earlier.

I checked her pulse, she was dead.

We need to move.

There's something wrong with this place.

I can't explain what, but I saw something.

And something outside.

You know what you sound like?

You sound like a crazy person.

What the hell am I supposed to believe?

And you wonder if there's something wrong here.

You're right,

you're driving me freaking crazy.

Look, I know what I saw, she was dead!

Professor, you saw her body, she was fucking dead.

Yes, yes, she was.

I... I need clarification.

Come on, let's go.

What about the boy?

Screw the boy.

What the hell is going on here?

I don't know.

Just go, go!

How could that be, that's impossible.

I told you, it's this place, we need to go.

[Darko] There is nothing wrong with this place.

You just don't understand.

Death has no purpose...

in this place.

What? What did you just say?

No, no, no.

Don't be afraid, professor.

You shouldn't fear anything here.

Because, here,

death is dead.

[Smith] What the hell did he just say?

I don't know.

-I don't know. -Waid?

I need contact with somebody, anybody!

Now!

I need a signal, Waid.

Try now.

[device beeps]

What Darko said, what does it mean?

What?

About death, what does it mean?

You recognized those words, didn't you?

You did.

-I don't... -No more lies, professor!

I know you know what it means,

I saw your face when he said it.

Now, tell me! Tell me what it means, please!

A few hours after Henley had disappeared,

Garris and I picked up something.

A radio message, it was impossible to understand.

It was all... It was all just gibberish.

Garris finally figured out what it was, it was...

Henley's voice.

Only, it was in reverse, it just kept repeating itself over and over again.

Where is this coming from?

It had to be from that thing, that...

place on the moon.

What did it say?

[Henley on radio] Death is dead, death is dead, death is dead.

What does it mean?

There's more.

What?

[Eric] I went out on the moon again.

They didn't want us to.

When I went to see, I...

I felt something pulling, drawing me, I...

I knew, somehow, I had to see it again.

I... When I got there, I...

I saw something... Someone, inside it.

Who did you see?

[Eric] I can't be sure, it seemed it was a woman.

I think...

it was a woman.

And then what happened?

[Eric] It closed, vanished.

And before it closed, you took something from it, didn't you?

What?

How could you...

I saw you a few minutes ago, I saw you...

-What? -I saw you!

Took my cross...

You took my cross.

Overlord, this is Blackbird. Do you read me? Over.

[man on device] This is Overlord. We read you, Blackbird. Over.

[Smith] Overlord, there was no satellite.

Repeat. No satellite at location.

[man on device] Say it again, Blackbird. Repeat. Say it again, Blackbird.

We found something else, immediate evac required.

Repeat, immediate evac required.

[man on device] Stand by for orders, Blackbird. Over and out.

[Smith] Make it fast, Overlord.

Everything changed for me at that moment.

Everything...

I've had this around my neck for 35 years.

Until that moment, Clyde was purely a man of science.

But after what happened up there, how can I possibly believe him?

There must be something much more wild.

Like you?

I knew...

I recognized you, I knew I'd seen you before.

What is that? Why here? Why now?

[Eric] I don't know.

It has to be some kind of portal, huh?

In space, time, a link,

connecting a moment in the past with one in the present.

After falling through,

Henley must have...

He was somehow, somewhere.

Maybe, all those years, just drifting through space and time, until it...

opened up again here,

pushing him out into the present.

But, that's...

I don't know who or what that is in there, but,

I don't think it's Henley.

-[Eric] Uh... -At least, not any more.

It's not Henley.

This is insane.

There has to be some kind of logical explanation for all of this.

Then how do you explain this?

How? How do you explain what we've just seen?

What you saw, Waid,

I didn't see this fucking hole or whatever you call it.

I think you're losing it.

I know your story.

Now you're chasing after that kid on the bike.

I know what happened to your son.

You shouldn't even be here.

I don't know what they were thinking.

Don't you dare bring him into this, you got me?

Ever.

And you don't fucking know me.

-[device beeps] -[Overlord] Blackbird, do you read me?

Read you loud and clear, Overlord. Over.

[Overlord] Secure the area, eliminate any threats

and wait for Alpha team to arrive for evac at 0600 hrs.

Understood, Overlord. Over and out.

You heard them, didn't you?

You know what we have to do, don't you?

They're not a threat.

At least not now.

-What're you doing? -The rifle, where is it?

[Liz] I asked you a question, what are you doing?

Following orders.

And, so should you.

I don't need this any more.

You have to experience this.

It's beautiful.

[laughs]

It's beyond your imagination.

You've lost your fucking mind.

[gun cocking]

Don't be afraid.

[machine gun fire]

[gunshots]

[exhales]

[coughs]

[gunshots]

[inhales]

Ha!

[strained breathing]

[axe slashing]

[Liz] Why is this happening?

What is that thing in the basement?

I don't know.

Only Henley can tell what exists between our world and this...

this other place.

Wherever he's been all this time,

what... whatever's happened to him,

whatever he's become.

[gasps]

[Eric] Darko!

Darko?

Can you hear me?

-Can you hear me? -[Darko gasping]

Please. Why is this happening?

What are you doing?

Tell me, please.

-What did you see? -Nothing.

What is beyond? What?

What?

-Nothing. -Nothing?

No, no, it can't...

That can't be it, there's got to be more.

No, that's a mistake.

What are you talking about?

Nothing?

What are you talking about?

[eerie voice] Nothing.

Nothing.

Oh, god.

I don't... Take it.

[Liz] Professor, give me the gun.

Ah, stay down, Elizabeth, please, stay down, stay down.

-Just give me the gun. -I've waited long enough,

I accepted my fate a long time ago.

I'm ready to die but not like this.

-Just calm down. -No, please, don't you understand?

I don't understand but just give me the gun.

Oh, god, forgive me, Elizabeth.

-[gunshot] -[screams]

[eerie voice] Nothing.

[speaking foreign language]

[cycle bell ringing]

[woman] Dylan?

[blood dripping]

[heavy breathing]

Area secured,

all threats eliminated.

It's simple. You just chop off the head.

[laughs]

Where's the boy?

I'm just following orders, Liz.

That's what I do.

Now, are you either with me or are you against me?

Oh, Jesus.

[Darko laughs eerily]

[door creaking]

[Smith] Liz?

Liz!

You are disobeying direct orders.

If you open the door,

I'll see that they go easy on you.

You have my word.

[Liz panting]

[gun clicks]

Ow! Oh! Oh, shit. Oh!

Oh!

No!

No! Let him go!

[Boy screaming]

Let him go!

No!

[panting]

Lazar?

Lazar!

Time and again you're looking at me.

I know you can... I know you can hear me.

Please.

I just want to help the boy.

I just want to help the boy!

Where are you?

I need you now.

Just give me a sign!

Anything!

[footsteps approaching]

Waid?

What are you doing down there?

[loud scream]

[inhales]

[Smith] Oh, Jesus!

[axe slashing]

[speaking in foreign language]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[panting]

Lazar!

Shit!

[screams]

Liz, Liz, Liz, Liz...

I'm just following orders.

I need your help.

Will you please help me? I won't do anything to hurt you.

I just want your help.

Help me.

Please, Liz.

Liz?

[helicopter blades whirring]

Lazar!

[chatter on radio]

Lazar!

[eerie laughter]

Lazar!

-[Lazar laughing] -Lazar.

Waid?

Nothing.

[screams violently]

[panting]

[sobbing]

Help me.

Help me!

Help me.

[helicopter blades whirring]

[chatter on radio]

Copy that. Over and out.

[machine flatlining]

[machine beeping]

Good morning, mummy!

Dylan?

Are you feeling better?

[bell ringing]

Okay, tiger, time to go to bed.

Lets do some drawing, huh?

Okay?

I've got a sketch book here.

And some nice colors for you, here.

Which one do you want?

[Liz] What are you drawing, honey?

[Dylan] Don't worry, mom.

Everything will...

[eerie voice] ...will be all right.

Hello...

[speaking foreign language]

[news reporter] What is this we hear about an astronaut in Seattle?

...and there has been armed forces that have been brought in

to deal with the situation as well.

-There has been some sort of attack. -Every major city...

New York, Los Angeles, Hong Kong, Tokyo,

-Tel Aviv, Dubai-- -[speaking foreign language]

...now that many people believe the is the new messiah.

I said I can confirm that we are treating these international incidents

-as a military concern. -...and this is all your fault.

[speaking foreign language]

Prime minister, prime minister, is this some kind of cover up?

[speaking foreign language]

[woman] We heard that the dead are coming back to life, is that true?

[man] This is Armageddon. This is an apocalypse.

-[man] Jesus will not forgive you for what you have done. -[Woman] There's an astronaut...

walking the streets of Seattle.

We need to know the truth!

No more questions.

[reporter] Is this some kind of invasion?

No more questions.

[eerie voice] Nothing.

[German pop music playing]