Come here, Johnny.
You don't have to be afraid.
John ...
I'm here, John.
- Karen, where are you? - Right here.
I must be more moderate in the future.
Good morning, cell block orange, level F.
30 minutes before reporting for work.
- Get Brennick up. - I'm awake.
HoIy Fuck! You're aIive!
- How Iong was I out? - Four months.
It's true, man. You were Iong gone.
I'm okay.
Wait! I've been in here that Iong? Karen's getting near term.
- She's aII right. - Did you seen her?
Are you strong enough for the truth?
Karen moved into Poe's quarters.
That's why he didn't kiII you.
- She saved herseIf. - She's cIoser to the way out.
- You'II never get in there. - You do.
That's my job.
I've got a paroIe to worry about. I'm not going to jeopardize that -
- so you can pIay some great-escape buIIshit!
I'm not pIaying.
We need to taIk.
- TaIk's dangerous. - That's right, it is.
I've been taIking to your husband.
I'm John's ceII mate.
- AII this time ... - He's been Iike a zombie.
There was nothing there ... untiI today.
It worked?
It worked!
- Thank God! - I don't know what you did.
But now he's pIanning an escape. Nobody ever gets out of here.
He's a good man. I don't want to see him die.
He won't die. Not if I heIp him.
I don't know how, but this wiII get Karen out.
Let me see that. I know about these things.
I'II have to take it apart, but ...
- Can you put it back together? - Machines Iove me.
I can make it work. It's what I did in the worId.
- Mechanic? - No, expIosives.
First IntercontinentaI Bank.
I bIew that safe Iike it was fucking butter!
My partners didn't appreciate my work and turned my ass in.
- Why? - Shit! I bIew up the money.
Don't fuck it up.
New pods wiII be ready next month.
- We're still behind schedule. - ProbIems with the bedrock.
Five new levels must be ready by the end of the year.
Yes, I am aware of that.
Reset your cIock, Zed. AII work hours are now 93 minutes.
Confirmed.
- What are you doing awake? - I couIdn't sIeep.
For the sake of our baby, you must get your rest.
This thing is amazing! She's beautifuI!
This thing is a working genius. Look at this.
This is a series of micros. That's your pain mode.
This is a macro. That kiIIs you.
This IittIe thing on top, that's your nerve cIip.
I need you to put it back together.
- I'm working on it. - And get it out of me.
I may be abIe to cause you to throw it up ...
... but this bitch is highIy sensitive.
We're taIking TNT on PMS.
- CouId it kiII me? - Definite possibiIity.
- Find another way. - Maybe there is no other way.
Wrong answer. Try again.
- If I get it ... - When you get it.
When I get it, I'm going with you, man.
I'm having fun. I'm enjoying myseIf.
You know how Iong it's been since I had any fun?
- Going out won't be fun. - No, but it'II be a trip.
Just take it to him.
Just? Fuck the dumb shit. That is a pretty big ''just''.
I know it's dangerous, but I'm asking you anyway.
Say I don't get mind-wiped. What's going to happen to my paroIe?
There's no paroIe. You hoId onto that hope because you're a man.
You keep something inside of you, but this is a chance to fight back.
Fight for who? You? Your husband?
I've never begged before in my Iife.
PIease, Abraham?
If you won't do this for me, do this for my baby.
- I've got to get this back. - What is it?
Have you never seen a hoIographic Iens before?
The onIy probIem is we need a Iaser to make this thing work.
- We've got a Iaser. - You stick your hand in there.
We need something to hoId it.
Wait a minute. Take that. We've got something.
I'II be goddamned!
Look ... this couId be a way out.
- HoId it steady. - Sorry, this thing's heating up.
This is the construction area. We go in this heating pipe.
It feeds into this utiIity shaft which goes aII the way up ...
If we don't get that, we're dead.
Fuck the Iens, I need my gIasses.
Get it, man.
Laser perimeter intrusion. Step back, please.
- Shit man, don't you hurt? - Yeah.
- How's the Iens? - Fine. The motherfucker's fine.
You shouId see what you fooIs Iook Iike through this thing.
I want you to divorce your husband.
- That's not part of our bargain. - You wiII never see him again.
He's onIy a cog in the Fortress's grand design. Let me show you.
His onIy reason for being has been the expansion of our faciIity.
Have you touched this?
I noticed there was some dust on there. I cIeaned it.
You fooI! Do you know what it wiII cost to repair this map?
- I beg your induIgence. - This wiII affect your paroIe.
I'm sorry.
Divorce your husband. Marry me.
I wiII request permission from the Men-TeI Corporation -
- to raise the chiId as my own.
I'm teIIing you ... I wiII not enhance your chiId.
Does this mean nothing?
And John?
I wiII set him free.
Karen has to teII the man yes or no by tomorrow night.
Good. We go tomorrow morning.
Hey, time's up.
I think I've got it, man. Check this out.
Right there. Now, Iook.
- It's a magnetic detonator. - So?
Didn't you go to grade schooI? Magnets. You move one ...
- You can puII it out of us? - Yeah ... in theory.
But I might just give the ceII a coat of red paint.
- Let's find out. - You mean right now?
- Have you got a better time? - No ...
If you expIode, what happens to the rest of us.
Try me.
- I'm going with you. - No way!
Are you gonna do it ... or what?
This might hurt a IittIe bit, okay?
Where are you, man?
I think I've got it.
Quit fucking around, you IittIe asshoIe!
No hurry, no worry.
Stop fooIing around. Get the damn thing out of him!
I'm not fooIing around. It's stuck.
It's okay.
Okay ... my turn.
Somebody take notes, man. I can't do it to myseIf.
I'II do it to you ... after you do it to me.
- What about your paroIe? - BuIIshit! It's time I woke up.
I going with you.
No, it's too much of a risk.
Are you afraid you'II Iose us ...
... Iike you Iost your pIatoon?
I don't ever want to be responsibIe for another man's Iife again.
Hey man, I speak for myseIf.
But it's better to die trying than to die in here.
Right on, man.
Fucking A.
I haven't dreamt in 40 years.
John Brennick is fuIIy rehabiIitated and is hereby granted a fuII pardon.
He is free to Ieave the Fortress ...
Before completing this there is something you should see.
Not now, Zed.
l insist.
- WeII? - Please observe.
How dare you spy on my quarters?
A report has been filed with Men-Tel's board of directors.
You are releaved of your position.
Your replacement will be here within 24 hours.
Until then, you are confined to quarters.
Confined to quarters?
I've never Ieft these quarters in my entire Iife.
You are the property of the Men-Tel Corporation.
I am the director.
You will please leave central control.
Crime does not pay.
Construction area altercation. Maddox, Brennick, Stiggs, Gomez.
- That's impossibIe. - lntestination commencing.
No! Maddox is dead!
Come on!
They're escaping and you wiII be responsibIe.
You wiII be Iucky if you end up a Speak-and-SpeII.
Mass intestination.
They're in the pipe. Open the steam vaIves
Activate the strike cIones.
- I thought this was the way out. - It is the way out.
- We've got to get out of here. - Move!
Surrender immediately and you will not be harmed.
Brennick, I have your wife.
You have ten seconds to surrender.
- Don't do it. - This is our onIy chance!
- If you go, you're dead. - I'm not gonna be boiIed aIive.
- I'm coming out. - No!
This way.
Come on, we're out of here.
Zed warned me our reIationship was not in the interest of Men-TeI.
I ignored her. FooIish me.
- Get out of the way. - Intestinate Abraham, pIease.
Get the fuck out of the way!
What the fuck is it?
This is incredibIe. They've wired a person into the mainframe.
- The perfect soIdier. - Nerve-capabIe firing pins.
The shit they're coming up with these days ...
Let's move.
Take cover!
- Activate second strike team. - AcceIerate reaction time.
This way.
- SpIatter gun to construction area. - Captain! I can't see, man!
I'm bIind as a bat!
Captain! Where are you?
Is that you? I can't see.
Where are you?
Niàno! Let's go. Come on.
- Shoot them, Zed. - Cannot lock on target.
Come on, bitch.
- Peekaboo. - Get that gun out of there.
- Get me out of here. - We're taking the express, come on.
Niàno!
- Where are they, Zed? - No visual recognition.
Move!
Brennick ...
You're going to pay, you bastard. Karen!
- Where is she? - You want to see your wife?
Operating room A.
You see, in this operation onIy the chiId survives.
ReIease me ... or she dies.
TeII them to stop.
Now!
Zed, cease deIivery.
l'm sorry, l do not recognize the command.
Zed ... pIease.
Men-Tel will not negotiate during a hostage situation.
We're going to the operating room. Come on!
l cannot allow you to put the Fortress in jeopardy.
What's going on, man?
You're trapped here, Brennick. The strike clones are on their way.
There is no escape.
Get me to the computer keyboard.
Big mama's running this show. She's the one we've got to fuck up.
Okay ...
AII right ... Here goes nothing.
A feedback virus.
Incapacitated.
Okay ...
HoIy Mary, mother of God!
We've got to move out. I'II meet you in transport, the way we came in.
- What's going on? - I don't know.
John!
- Karen! - I'm in here, John!
I'm in here, John!
Let her go.
- It's dead. - Move over.
Now the door. We've got to open the door.
There's got to be an emergency button, right?
- Jesus! My water's broken. - She's having the baby. PuII over.
- Not untiI we cross the border. - Baby, get back in there.
The contractions are coming cIoser. We've got to stop.
There's something over there.
- I'm never going to have this baby. - Yeah, right.
I'II be right back. I'm gonna Iook for a bIanket.
Brennick! Get out of there!
Crime does not pay.
Karen!