Why don't you stare at this for a little while, ya ugly bastard.
- Whatare you doing here? - I'm taking the specimen.
Well, you can't. I haven't prepped the cryostasis chamber.
I don't want him frozen, Rowan. I want him soft.
We've already discussed this.
Well, I had to go over your head. I'm moving him to our Scranton Facility.
Doctor Wimmer, you can't risk transporting him through open country.
This isn't open for discussion.
His unique ability to regenerate lost and damaged tissue, I mean,
itjust-itjustcries out for more research.
And you're willing to risk the death of innocentcivilians if he escapes.
Yes.
But I'm sure Sergeant Marcus and his men can handle the transferjust fine.
Sergeant?
Everything's under control, ma'am.
Doctor Wimmer, please.
Rowan, he's no longer your problem.
Can we get that rag off him?
What the hell?
Oh, my God!
- Get outta here. - What happened?
I'm sorry.
Cryogenic breach. Emergency lock-down.
Oh, God, no.
Oh. No.
Kay-Em?
No viruses, no bacteria.
No toxins. It's clean.
It's still cold.
Someone want to tell me what that is?
It's like a big kind of f-frozen s-storage thing?
Probably a cryostasis unit.
I'd guess early Portseries. Kay-Em?
Quadroport Eleven. Manufactured in Twenty-ten.
Precise historic records are inconsistent.
- Anyone thinkin' what I'm thinkin'? - Open it up.
What the hell is that?
Humanoid. Organic composition is unclear.
Can someone tell me what's on his face?
Uh, some kinda twentieth-century carbon filtration unit?
- It's a hockey mask. - Very good, Tsunaron.
What's a hockey mask?
Facial armor. Used in a sport outlawed in Twenty-Twenty-Four.
Amazing.
Absolute museum quality.
Are you paying attention, Azrael?
Yeah.
Well, don't touch anything.
Guys. We gotanother body here.
Kay-Em?
She's perfectly preserved. Cell crystallization's at 25 percent.
Twenty-five percent?
Suggestextensive nanotech and phase one cell reconstruction.
Wait-Wait a minute, are you... are you saying that...
that we can bring her back to life?
Yes. Butshe is deteriorating.
Opening the door has compromised her hibernation.
Lou, get ready for dust-off. We have a priority evac.
Copy that, ready in five.
Not five, now.
What the...?
Look out!
Fifty-five cc's of etherene. You'll be fine.
F-Fine? I'm missing my arm!
Oh, you're so pretty.
- Kicker, are the doors secure? - Locked and blocked.
Beautiful. Liftoff in three, two...
I love this part.
What'd you find?
Won't believe it. Get the sarge on the horn.
Did you hear? Division four just entered the occupied zone.
- Casualties? - Minimal.
You know, I'd love to know how we got this screwed-up gig.
Yeah, well, I didn'tjoin the corps to become a friggin' baby sitter.
- Brodski, here. - Sarge, we found a viable down here.
Say again?
We found two bodies in deep cryostasis.
The Kay-Em unit thinks we can resuscitate the female.
Female?
Yeah.
Crutch, do you copy?
Crutch, do you read me?
Crutch, wake the hell up.
- Yeah, what do you want? - They're on their way back.
Prepare for docking and power up the lab.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever.
- So, what does she look like? - She's cute.
Yeah. And single.
I'm so lonely.
We need to get her to the lab.
- You think you can bring her back? - We'll find out, sergeant.
- You're notgonna bring him back? - No, it's impossible.
Aw, shit. I forgot my arm.
Yeah, here you go, dumb-ass.
Hi, hand.
- Any idea how long she's been down? - Four-point-five-five centuries.
Must've been one hell of a wake-up call.
- I'm bitchy as hell when I wake up. - Did youjust wake up?
- Kinsa. - You guys always find the cool shit.
- Where's Waylander? - He's in lab one, charging the bed now.
Good. Find Stoney and Adrienne and get to lab two.
Once we're in the clear, I'd like to check your circuits.
Oh, I'll bet you would.
It isn't like that.
- Adrienne, good. I need you in lab two. - You found something, didn't you?
- Two viables. - Two? In whatcondition?
Perfect. We're attempting reanimation with one of them.
Great, whatcan I do?
- You, Stoney and Kinsa they're second... - They're gonna slow me down.
Just walk them through it, okay?
Run a complete structural scan, log them in properly and put them in stasis.
- I'll check back with you later. - Fine.
Okay, where are we?
The board's all green, teach. The N-two's warm and ready.
Good. Kay-Em, begin stabilizing any cellular fractures.
Yes, professor.
Janessa, I need a full scan. Glycerol levels,
cerebral profusion, the whole works.
I live to serve, professor.
Let's see what we're dealin' with here.
Decrystalization of the membranes is now at Thirty-two percent.
Good. Somebody get those clothes off her.
Oh, I got it!
I got it. Honestly.
Waylander... where's her diffusion barriers?
Seventeen and stable.
Here we go.
Stay still or you'll end up getting an elbow where your wristshould be.
Specimen forty-four twenty found in sector 39-30 L on Earth prime.
Subject discovered in complete cryosuspension.
- How's itgoin'? - Good, man. What's up?
- Hey, where do you want this? - On the specimen table.
- Hi, baby. - Hey, gorgeous.
Initiating scan.
Mm, smartand sexy.
Professor. Take a look at this guy's scan.
Amazing.
How does he function with a brain thatsmall?
- Way manages. - That's very funny.
- He's a big boy. - I bet he's hung like a mammoth.
Okay, you guys. You know what? Justget the hell outta here...
and come back when you're more focused.
- You serious? - Yes, justgo.
- Thanks, Adrienne. Come. - Thanks.
Don't mention it.
See what you can salvage from the optic cortex.
- Then move on. - My pleasure, professor.
Ready phase two.
Bring on the ants.
That's it. Come to mama.
Temperature, ninety-six-point-two. Ninety-seven.
Cool. It's working.
Ninety-eight-point-six and holding.
Cell reconstruction is complete. Internal de-fib in three...
two... one.
Easy. Easy.
Vital signs are normal and strong.
No shit.
Easy. Easy.
Oh, d... Did ya get him?
Where is he? Tell me you got him.
Got who?
Uh, n-n-n-no one's here. You're s-safe with us.
There was a l-There was a leak i-in the cryo-unitand...
Ho, was he contained?
It was contained.
But when the cryo-unit ruptured, you didn't escape it.
It put you into stasis.
For how long?
The year is twenty-four fifty-five.
Now, l-l-I know this is a huge shock...
but you're gonna be safe here.
You're aboard Grendel, a class-four, catamaran transportship.
We're on our way back home and...
you're gonna bejust fine.
Twenty-four fifty-five?
That's over four hundred years.
Secure line. Perez, Dieter.
Solaris Research Station. Connect.
Lowe. You bastard.
We've hit the mother lode.
Do you know what time it is?
I don'tcare. We've gota goldmine.
A box of DVDs is nota goldmine.
Now, I've told ya, I can't move.
Just look at the file.
Two four-hundred-year-old frozen specimens. One well-preserved...
the other one. Are you ready for this? Up and walking around.
Four hundred years old...
and walkin' around.
Yeah. Four hundred and fifty-five years, to be exact.
Who cares? Who gives a shit?
People. People will pay huge money to see her.
Let me ask you a question.
Is this the first person you've reanimated?
Of course not.
How many people are out there today,
walkin' around thawed out and lookin' good?
- Hundreds. - Thousands.
Maybe. But not four hundred and fifty years old.
She's nearly twice as old as anyone on the planet.
Two-fifty, four-fifty, what's the difference?
Doctor, a hundred years ago when reanimation was more unpredictable,
sure, maybe. But now...
it's old news.
Damn it. I need money.
Oh, I know. I know.
The other viable is marked "Voorhees."
That's notJason Voorhees, is it?
- What do you know about him? - Jason Voorhees.
Oh, he killed nearly two hundred people...
and simply disappeared withouta trace.
Why, to the right buyer he could be worth, uh, a fortune.
Well, I've got him frozen right here on the ship.
You work outa list of ownership?
No list. He's my find. He's-He's mine.
Whatabout your students?
Well, they're students. The educational experience will be enough.
Doctor, doctor, you are one son of a bitch.
Soon to be one rich son of a bitch.
Lowe out.
I think that, uh, we need to talk about my midterm.
Poor baby. No wonder you wore this thing.
Harder. Harder.
Who's been a naughty little boy?
M-I have. Oh. Harder.
You want ita little harder? Yeah? How's that?
- Yeah. Oh, good. - Yeah?
- Yeah. That's it. - That's it, right there?
- Oh, yeah. - Yeah?
- Daddy likes it hard? - Yeah. Yeah.
- Daddy wants it hard, huh? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - Oh, yeah. That's it...
- Right there? - Yeah.
- You like it right there? - Yeah. Yeah.
- A little harder for... - Yeah!
- Daddy? - Yeah!
- Come on! - Yeah! Yeah!
- Come on! - You pass!
What do you think?
- Do you like them? - They're fine.
Look, Kay-Em, I don't think this is going to work.
Why do you want those things anyways?
- Janessa has them. - Well, Janessa's...
- Real? - Yes.
Let's notcomplicate things, all right?
I like youjust the way you are. I think you're perfect.
Okay.
Help, Wayland! No!
Somebody help me!
Help me! No! No! No! No!
I brought you something to eat.
Not much longer and we'll be at Earth Two.
Earth Two? What happened to Earth One?
Yeah, well, it's dead. The oceans, the soil, neither will sustain life.
Can I do anything else for you?
You wanna tell me what happened down there?
I take it being stabbed and frozen wasn't part of your plan.
I'm a... I was a project leader at Crystal Lake Research.
The subject was Jason Voorhees.
Jason Voorhees?
Notorious murderer?
We executed him for the first time in two thousand eight.
For the first time?
We tried everything. Electrocution, gas, firing squad.
We even hung him once. Nothing worked.
Finally, it was decided that if we couldn't terminate him,
we could at leastcontain him.
Cryogenic stasis. Freeze him until we could figure out what to do.
- Seems sensible. - I thoughtso.
But unfortunately some people who were too smart for their own good...
felt thata creature thatcouldn't be killed was simply too valuable...
tojust file away.
In the end, italways comes down to money.
How do you thank someone who gives you back your life?
Well, you're gonna be alive for a long time.
We'll figure outsomething.
Why don't youjustadmit it? You want me.
I could never be with a girl whose balls are bigger than mine.
Guys, our star patient is back. Rowan, this is Tsunaron and Janessa.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hi. I see that my clothes fit okay.
Oh, these are yours. They're great. Thank you.
Whoa. Whatare those?
These are Janessa's love children.
You see now, it is that wit of yours that is what repels all human females.
And, of course, you've met Sergeant Brodski.
- Yes. Hi, again. - Hi.
And this is the lovely Kay-Em Fourteen. Tsunaron's little love-bot.
Easy, Janessa.
Kay-Em is a knowledge matrix android that I have been programing.
Amazing.
- She looks so real. - I am real.
- Professor, where do you want this? - Uh, lab two, I think.
- Sure. - Thank you.
Where did you get that?
Uh, from your friend. The big guy with the hockey mask.
- You brought him on board? - He's in the next lab.
- We're quite safe. - Safe?
Our scans reveal him to be very dead.
Could your scans be wrong?
I think you shouldjustget rid of him, professor.
He's too dangerous.
Well, that would be irresponsible and foolhardy.
He's a valuable scientific artifact that must be carefully preserved.
Much like yourself.
He is an unstoppable killing machine. He's not dead.
Believe me. He's definitely dead.
Show me.
I'm putting us on lock-down.
Attention, we have a hostile on board.
- Grunt team, report to weapons. - The chick?
Repeat, we have a hostile on board.
Grunt team, report to weapons.
Everyone else get to lab one.
- Baby, I'm not ready yet. - Well, hurry up.
Sarge, grunt team's assembled. Dallas is a no- Show.
Sergeant...
- Where the hell is he? - I don't know, sarge.
- Damn. - Look, sergeant, we need to talk.
- Do you have all your kids yet? - Yes.
Oh, God.
Stoney... Stoney's dead.
- Oh, my God. - Stoney's dead.
Kicker! I want full armor and tac.
I want nothing left of this guy by the time we reach Solaris.
Roger that. You heard him, grunts? Let's get movin'!
Nothin' left of him? What have you got in mind?
Take your kids to lab one and stay there till you hear from me.
ljustsaved your ass.
You know, don'tgetcocky.
I mean, you must really feel like a wuss. Huh, there, big boy?
Hey, check the score, kid. It's still nine-three.
Yeah, but I got my groove on now. You know what I'm sayin'?
So, what do you say next kill wins?
Lock and load, killer.
You're goin' down. You are so goin' down.
What the hell?
- I thought this was an alien sim. - Yeah, it is.
Pause play.
I said, pause play.
- Uh, he's not pausing. - Yeah, no kidding.
I think we need to reboot.
- That does notcountas a kill. - Oh, yes it does.
Okay, screw this. Game over.
What the hell?
Hey, drop the kid! Drop the kid! Now!
Azrael, get outta here!
I got him! I got him!
Azrael... I got no shot! Move!
Sergeant Brodski.
Don't leave those kids alone. What the hell's the matter with you?
We are less than an hour from Solaris. They have seven...
fully equipped tactical units there thatare more than...
capable of taking care of this.
I say we waitand sedate him.
- I am takin' this guy out. - Sergeant, I need him alive.
No, you want him alive, but what you need is to get out of my way.
Look, there are other considerations.
Financial considerations.
My only consideration is the safety of the people on this ship.
All right, a hundred thousand.
Two hundred.
Five.
Five?
- Kicker, Dallas not here yet? - Nope.
You, Briggs, find him, bring him up to speed.
Condor, you have a BFG?
You're with me. Sven, Geko, you got the starboard pontoon.
Sarge what do we do when we find this guy?
Well, I promised the doc we'd take him alive.
Man.
So, after you blow him all to hell, put one in his leg so...
- We can say we tried. - Yeah.
- Yeah.
Oh, Lord.
Sarge, I got Dallas.
- Where the hell is he? - He's dead.
- Sarge, we gota body in bay two. - Who is it?
It's Azrael. What the hell's goin'on here?
Sarge, we gota blood trail headin' toward the cargo bay.
Condor, Kicker and I will take cargo main.
The rest of you take portside.
I hope they know what they're doing.
These guys live for this stuff.
Sorry.
- Don't do that! - Dude.
- What? - You scream like a girl.
- Screw you. - You wish.
Lou, is that you?
Lou, I swear, you mess with an engineer,
you're gonna wake up in the morning with a waste hose in your bunk.
Asshole.
What the hell?
Crutch, get down now!
- What the hell's going on here? - Crutch, out now!
Aw, you wrecked my stuff, man.
We nailed him. He's gotta be here.
Condor, air borne.
Briggs.
Where the hell's Sven?
Condor, anything topside?
Negative, sarge. There's no sign of him.
This isn'tgonna work.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Everything's under control.
Condor, report.
Sven, report.
Condor, report.
Report!
Damn.
Sarge, we found Condor.
What's his condition?
He's screwed.
Let's smoke this fucker.
God.
Sarge, uh, Sven's dead.
Jesus. You have got to get them out of there.
They know what they're doing.
Oh, man.
Geko, Geko.
I got him!
Yes, yes. See, they got him.
Don't take your eyes off him. I'm on my way.
Take your time, sarge. He ain'tgoin' nowhere.
Briggs... get out of here.
Kicker. Briggs. Where are you, damn it?
He's all alone in there.
It's gonna take more than a poke in the ribs to put down this old dog.
Yeah... that oughta do it.
Such a waste.
I told him to stay calm.
To wait until we got to Solaris and then we could take care of this...
monster.
I said, "Don'tgo in unprepared."
Brodski wasjust too proud.
Who locked the damn door?
Somebody wanna tell me what the hell is goin' on?
Grunts are dead.
- Which ones? - All of'em.
Oh. Oh, man.
Lou... how long till we reach Solaris?
I'm takin' us out of hyperdrive right now.
Kids and their goddamn field trips, you know?
Just bring a psycho on board.
Yeah, sure. Ljust know I'm gonna get blamed for this shit.
Solaris to Grendel, we have you on approach.
Stand by for docking number.
Grendel to Solaris, we need military and medical at the gate.
We gota big problem here. Real goat fuck.
Grendel, what's your problem?
What's your problem?
Look we're gonna be all right.
He's trapped in the cargo bay. We're locked up in here.
- Can the Solaris grunts kill him? - Absolutely.
I've been in constantcontact with Solaris.
They have sixty highly trained professionals standing...
by to get us off this ship.
Solaris to Grendel, pull up. Abort docking.
You're coming in too fast. Grendel-
What now?
- Warning. Prepare for impact. - Oh, shit. Hang on!
What's going on?
What the hell's goin' on?
Everyone okay?
- Whatjust happend. - Waylande?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
It's all right. Wejust overshot it. We'll turn around and go back.
Hang on.
Oh, my God.
Solaris is gone.
Gone?
- Itcan't be gone. - Look for yourself. It's gone.
Whatare we gonna do?
Lou. Whatsorta damage we... Iookin' at?
I'm sending outa distress beacon.
Lou?
Guys, we've lost our entire port pontoon.
The internal pressure is stable.
- The main thrusters are offline. - Life support?
- We should be okay for a while. - But he's out there.
Look, we're gonna be fine. We're in a high- Volume traffic lane.
Another ship's gonna come by, l-l-I'm sure of it.
We're-We're gonna be safe here.
Shut up!
Whatare you doing?
Maybe he gave up.
You really think so?
I don't think he's out there.
Why don't youjuststick your head outand have a peek?
Oh, my God! Go! Go!
Janessa, go! Come on, go!
Move it, move it, move it! Come on!
Let's go!
Where's professor Lowe?
Look...
have you considered how valuable you are?
I mean, fame, money.
With my help, you're gonna have itall.
Y-l-l-I... know people, you know? I mean, l-I have connections!
Together we can-we can make a fortune.
We could...
Oh, shit.
Oh, you want your machete back.
Shit, it's yours, take it.
Just remember who saved it for ya.
Guys, it's okay! Hejust wanted his machete back!
I'm-I'm-I'm-I'm gonna go back...
to my room 'cause Stoney-Stoney's gonna meet me there.
Oh, man. All right, look. How do we get off this ship?
I don't know.
Well, look, could... you beam us off or something?
"Beam us off? "
The shuttle.
Hell, yeah. The shuttle. Whatabout it Crutch?
Uh, yeah, l-I can do prelaunch from the bridge.
Good, good. The rest of us'll head to the shuttle.
- We'll start the launch list. - I'm with you, Crutch.
You know how to use that thing?
It'sjust like riding a bike. Once you learn, you never forget how.
Good. Kay-Em and I will go to the supply hold.
- Meet you at the shuttle bay. - See you there.
What's a bike?
There's enough fire power in here to level a moon.
I say we pack this stuff up and head for the shuttle.
So, what do you think? Are we gonna make it?
Well, the statistical probability of survival is twelve percent.
Twelve percent? Can't you come up with better odds than that?
No.
Bullshit, Kay-Em! That's bullshit!
Well, preparation for launch may be a relatively simple procedure,
butgetting there alive?
It is a problem.
Are you tellin' me that there's absolutely no chance...
for us to better our odds?
Statistical probability of survival just went up to...
fifty-three percent.
Wanna go for a hundred?
He's here.
Quiet.
But if he's in here, he's gonna kill us and...
Quiet! One more sound, and I'll snap your neck myself.
Got it?
She's good with people.
- Did you see that? - What?
I think there's someone still alive over there.
We don't have time for this.
- Which way is the shuttle bay? - Straight through.
Go. I'll meet you there.
Just... don't wreck my pants.
Come on, girl. We're goin' home.
Ah, Lou.
Jesus, that's twisted.
'Course, I seen worse.
Okay, let's get to work.
Brodski?
Okay...
we're gonna get ya outta here.
Oh, God.
I'm gonna go get help, and I'll be back.
Giveme your vest.
Bastard.
You're lucky you weren'talive during the Microsoftconflict.
Hell, we were beatin' each other with our own severed limbs.
That's nice.
Let's get us home.
Kinsa, are you there?
Yes, ma'am.
Crutch?
Prepare for fuel transfers. Cells six and seven bypass.
Hydraulic lifters.
Pressurized and dampened.
- It's Brodski, he's alive. - No shit.
Yeah, l-l-I can't move him. Are Way and Crutch back?
- No, they're still on the bridge. - I need help.
Hey, guys. Brodski's still alive but Rowan can't move him by herself.
Go, go, go, go. I can handle it from here.
Tell 'em I'm on my way. Watch your back.
Crutch, how are we doing for time?
With a giantshitload of good luck,
we might be ready to go.
Good.
Rowan.
Where's Brodski?
He was here. I don'tget it.
And I am going home.
Lowe!
Oh... shit.
I got company here, people!
Let's go.
Kinsa, open the door.
Open the damn door!
What's going on? Why aren't you on board?
Kinsa won't open the door. I think thatshe's finally lost it,
and this is a really bad time for this!
Janessa, gently. Give me the com.
Kinsa?
Kinsa, honey, it's Rowan. I need you to open the door.
No.
Kinsa, sweetheart, it's all over, honey. We can go home.
All you need to do is open the door for us.
No.
Oh, shit. Come on, guys. Guys!
Jesus Christ, Kinsa! Open the goddamn door!
Oh, no, Kinsa! No! The fuel lines are still attached!
Kinsa!
Now what?
l... Um, now, basically w-we die.
Bullshit!
Okay... new plan.
You hold him and I'll run.
Hey... slappy!
Gota little somethin' for ya.
Gave her an upload.
'Fraid I'm gonna have to hurt you now.
Kay-Em!
That, uh... that didn'tgo so well.
Got ya!
Yeah.
Hey.
Giddyup.
I had it under control, but thanks.
My pleasure.
Yeah.
You did it.
- Kay-Em. - Who's your mama?
A-All right.
How you doin' there, Brodski?
- I'm all right. - Come on let's get you patched up.
What a mess.
Lab two.
Tsunaron, is he gonna make it?
Absolutely. He's ateighty percentalready.
This guy is strong.
What the hell?
Way?
We've got trouble.
The collision must have compromised the hull. She's bleeding out.
Oh, no. No, no... no.
Tiamat to Grendel, do you read? Over.
- Tiamat to Grendel, do you read? - Yes! Uh, Tiamat, this is Grendel,
we read you. Can you hear us?
That's affirmative, Grendel.
We are reading your distress beacon.
- Are you in need of assistance? - That's very affirmative, Tiamat.
How soon can you get here? Our situation is extremely critical.
We're four parsecs away, Grendel.
ETA... forty-five minutes.
We don't have that much time.
Tiamat, this is Grendel. Our hull is bleeding out. We're gonna have...
a core implosion in less than thirty minutes. Do you copy?
We copy you, Grendel.
Advise how you would like us to proceed.
We'rejustgonna end up taking them down with us.
Tiamat...
if you can'tget here in thirty minutes then there's no point.
What?! Are you high?! Tiamat, this is Grendel.
Youjust ignore that last idiot, all right?
You-You get your ass out here, okay?
You come here and you save us.
Hey, guys, why can't wejust go over here?
It's no good. The pontoon goes, it'll take the bridge with it.
- Not if we disconnect these walkways. - You can'tjust disconnect them.
We could blow it up.
There's plenty of macrocharge in the weapons hold.
This could work.
Tiamat, we're gonna... try something here.
If you're game, maintain your current course and speed and...
hopefully we'll see you when you get here.
Copy. See you in forty-five minutes. Good luck, Grendel.
Thanks. Let's blow the walkways.
Come on.
Let's split up and set the charges. Who's got the remote?
- Right here. - We'll meet up in walkway "B."
Go.
All set.
Good to go.
Hold together, baby.
Impossible. He's dead.
I'd say he got better.
- He's been modified. - Oh, ya think?
- Can you take him? - I can try.
You guys might wanna run.
Kay-Em!
No!
Waylander!
Brodski, get in here, now! Come on, guys!
Come on!
- What the hell is goin' on? - Jason fuckin' Voorhees,
that's what's going on.
- Blow the charges! - No! Waylander's got the trigger!
Hey... asshole.
I think she's holding.
I think we're finally okay.
I'd clap if I could.
- Tiamat to Grendel. - Come in, Grendel.
We have you vectored for approach and emergency docking.
You ready to get off that boat?
Let's go home.
Holy... shit!
We gotta go! Now!
No!
Janessa!
Don't letgo!
Grab her hand!
Janessa!
Reach out!
Reach... for it!
Come on!
Oh, this sucks on so many levels!
Janessa!
Come on!
Come on! Come on.
Oh. Janessa!
- Shit, he's still coming! - Oh, God.
Shit, come on. Go!
Which way?
- Let's go this way. - This way! This way!
Come on.
Tiamat, we're at the evac door.
So am l, Grendel.
Lifeline secured.
Initiate collar pressurization.
Tiamat, open the outer doors.
- Damn. - Oh, what now?
Tiamat, let's get that bolt open. I've got this.
Let me try an override.
Shit. Oh shit, oh shit.
Come on, come on.
Our exterior motor's got no power.
- What does that mean? - Means I'm going EVA.
- EVA? What's EVA? - It's a space walk.
l-lf he canjump the lines out there we can reroute them from in here.
Hopefully, that door will open and we can get off this thing before...
it blows the hell up.
Sounds like a good plan.
Tiamat, this is Grendel. Our escape hatch isjammed.
- We're goin' EVA to try to patch it up. - You'd better geta move on.
I'm in the maintenance hatch.
We read you, sarge.
Opening outer doors.
Those hatches aren'tgonna keep him that much longer.
We need to buy more time.
You're the expert on this guy, right?
- Whatare you thinking? - A diversion.
I'm at the control panels.
Rowan, are you there?
Yes.
I'm gonna divert the main power supply unitand send it to you.
Gotcha.
See the bright blue diode?
Connect it to the terminal.
Uh, was that you or me?
That was another part of your hull, Grendel.
You are running out of time.
Okay, Tiamat. Justa few more minutes.
We can disengage and come around again.
Negative, Tiamat. Justanother minute.
We'll stand by as long as we can.
- You ready, Kay? - I was built ready, baby.
Initiate.
l-l-lt's working. He's buying it.
- Whoops. - What do you mean, "Whoops"?
Nothing.
Not nothing. You don'tjustsay "oops." What "oops"?
I think he saw me.
Oh, man. If you've gotsomething brilliant up your sleeve,
now's the time to do it.
l-I gotsomething. I gotsomething.
Prepare variations using data file Crystal Lake, nineteen hundred eight.
Kay?
- Here goes nothin'. - Initiate.
- Hey... you wanta beer? - Or do you wanna smoke some pot?
Or we can have premarital sex.
We love premarital sex.
Try it now, Rowan.
Here we go.
You piece of crap!
He's done with the campers.
- Wow, he's good. - He's too good. He's coming back.
Okay, try it again.
It's engaged! The door's engaged!
Brodski, you are the man!
Hey, are we gonna see you sometime soon?
I'm on my way.
Brodski, where are you?!
Grendel, we can't keep pressure lock.
We'll disengage in forty seconds.
Kay-Em. Kay-Em.
Ten, nine, eight...
seven, six...
five, four...
three, two, one.
Clear!
No! No, wait!
Disconnect.
He's coming this way.
You've gotta be kidding me.
Brodski!
He's gone.
I can't believe it.
Tsun?
Kay-Em. Are you okay?
I'll be back on my feet in no time. As soon as I have some.
I'll get right on it.
It's beautiful.
- Look at that. - A shooting star.
Make a wish.
It landed in the lake.
Let's go check it out.