[theme music plays]
The crew lab reports, sir!
Thanks, Jensen. Put them on the table, will you?
Happy to blast off Ganymede?
Yes, Doctor. Very happy.
I think it's the most miserable,
and boring mission we've ever done,
and that includes the trip to Beta.
- Oh sir, there's a-- - What is it, Jensen?
There's a report on one of the men.
I think you ought to check it right away.
- Who is it? - Wescott, sir.
What's wrong with him?
It’s incredible, Doctor.
I’ve never seen anything like it before.
It’s impossible.
It’s not possible. Have you checked the reagents?
Yes, sir, I ran standards on all the reagents
before we started the tests.
I want Wescott in the lab right away, Jensen.
Track him down, will you?
I don't want it put over the speaker.
I understand, sir.
And Jensen, not a word about this to anyone, eh?
No, of course, sir! I’ll get on to Wescott right away.
No, Doctor, I feel very good.
Who wouldn't be to get off that heap of rock?
I’m just like everybody else,
I’m hoping for a sweet, fast run home.
Why, there's nothing wrong with me is there?
Honestly, I don't think I’ve ever felt better in my life.
I just want to re-check on your medical, Wescott, that's all.
First, when Jensen got hold of me,
I started thinking about that expedition.
The one where the virus got in the crew's lungs, and ate them all away?
- Pluto? - Pluto, that's right--
- I was down for that trip, I remember it very well. - Oh were you?
Now, take your vest off would you please, Wescott?
[monotone] It is not far... It is within reach...
Perhaps we've been on it since we were born and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere...
On water and on land.
How's it going, Donnie?
The computers are holding us right in there.
We're dead on course.
Thank God for that.
I’ve never wanted to get back from anywhere like I do this time.
How about you?
Green. Green.
I want to see things growing again.
I want the sight of a woman.
There's nothing more reassuring than the body of a woman.
I believe a leaf of grass
is no less than the journeywork of the stars.
And the pismire is equally perfect.
And a grain of sand...
And the egg of a wren...
[slowly] And the tree toad...
And... I can't remember anymore.
Donnie, you're sweating! Are you all right?
- I’m cold! - Cold?
- I wish I were home. - Don't worry--
Now! I wish I were home, now! Now!
Donnie. What is it? What's the matter?
I’m sick, Scotty! I’m sick! Everything's running out of me!
- I’ll get Crawford-- - No! No, don't leave me!
- I won't leave you, boy-- - I believe a leaf of grass--
Donnie, you're ill, for God's sake! Let me--
- And the pismire is equally-- - [shouting] Donnie!
Green! Green!
I want to see green!
But there isn't any green, anymore! [screams]
Navigation to Central.
Navigation to Central !
Get Crawford up here.
A man just died.
[man over PA] Will Doctor Crawford
go to Navigation Control at once?
This is an emergency.
Repeat. Will Doctor Crawford go to Navigation Control at once?
Emergency. Repeat. Emergency.
What did he die of, Crawford?
We're in trouble, Jaffe,
and I don't begin to know how to explain it.
You'll just have to try, won't you?
It was all so commonplace, this mission.
So completely without incident.
Yes, for all we learned on Ganymede
we might as well have stayed home.
We know all about that, yes.
Let's get back to Shaver and this trouble we're in.
Donnie Shaver's blood sugar... was zero.
And what does that mean?
It’s not possible for a living human being
to have a blood sugar of zero.
He'd be in insulin shock long since,
and dead before it ever hit bottom.
Not sometimes but always.
You mean Shaver should have died days ago?
- If he was a human being, yes. - Oh, come now.
Couldn't there be some completely alien disease?
Impossible!
All right then, it's a freak condition.
No, it isn't.
Here's a lab report on another navigator, Roger Wescott.
Blood sugar, zero! And Wescott's still alive.
He can't be alive and be a human being at the same time!
You mean he's in the same condition as Donnie Shaver?
The dead Donnie Shaver!
I was giving Wescott more tests when Shaver died in the navigation shack.
Jensen's checking them now.
Then what are we waiting for?
Have you finished, Jensen?
Just made the last entry, Doctor.
What's on the report? Let's have it.
It’s extraordinary, Doctor.
Never mind the drama! What about the facts?
Well, Crawford?
For God's sake, out with it!
Blood sugar normal.
His physical condition is normal in every way.
Then there had to be some mistake with the first test.
There was no mistake, Captain.
I checked step by step.
Both tests were checked by number and fingerprints.
That blood came from the same man's veins.
I know how you feel, but there's been a mistake.
It is possible. We're all human.
The same man can't have two opposing tests in the same day.
- It doesn't make sense. - I checked, Captain.
Doctor?
There's no mistake, unless...
Unless what?
Let's go back to my cabin.
Time to eat, Scotty.
Can't get the sight of Donnie out of my head.
I know how you feel, but it's no good, is it?
Donnie's dead, and that's all there is to it.
How do you think I feel?
I worked closest to him on the ship.
I suppose you're right, I’d better pull myself together.
Are we on course?
I don't know what Roger Wescott is now,
but he's not a human being.
You'd better spell it out.
All right.
Just suppose Ganymede wasn't quite as deserted
as we thought it were.
- Well that's crazy-- - As you said, we're all human.
- We can all make mistakes. - Yes, but this is--
Suppose, then, there was life there.
Intelligent life.
Suppose we didn't remain unnoticed,
but were carefully observed. Observed by...
...life forms that didn't want to make their presence known.
Life forms? What life forms?
The place was as dead as an extinct volcano.
The Ganymede we saw might have been carefully prepared for us,
so that we'd see nothing, detect nothing, learn nothing.
So that we'd come home empty handed.
All right. We'll suppose all that. So?
Now what if these life forms had no
particular rigid anatomy as we do.
Maybe they're like some sort of jelly-like protoplasm,
capable of changing to fit
whatever conditions they might meet.
Perhaps, copy, anything they wanted to copy.
- Roger Wescott. - Exactly.
Maybe one of them killed Roger Wescott,
out there among the rocks.
And came aboard this ship,
copying exactly his reactions, his appearance,
hoping to learn more about us.
- But how does this-- - I’m coming to that.
Now, suppose this creature slipped up on this copying job.
Maybe he couldn't know at first just how the blood chemistry
of a human being was supposed to balance.
Maybe he needed time to change and copy.
So he came aboard this ship,
with a nice, convincing outer shell all completed,
but with the inside all mixed up and uncertain.
No, this is fantastic--
So we drew his blood and it was wrong,
completely impossible as blood goes.
Then realising the mistake,
he tried to cover up by killing Shaver,
and giving him false blood too, just to confuse the picture,
making us think that, perhaps,
there was some sort of mysterious disease on board,
knowing that we would spend the rest of the passage,
trying to figure it out.
All right, if, and it's a monumental 'if'...
If things are as you say, then Wescott isn't Wescott.
But how the devil can you prove it?
It’s a good question.
The creature copying Wescott would react,
exactly as he would,
right down to the last cell.
The creature would be Wescott,
except for a fragment of alien mind,
persisting, thinking,
holding fast to an alien identity.
Moving with alien motives.
I’ll go four credits.
Your four and two.
That's six to me, with four.
- That's too rich for me. - And me.
That leaves you and I, Gerry.
Got the feeling that you're on one of your lucky streaks,
Roger, my boy,
but I’ll risk two more. What's it going to cost me?
- Ten. - Good thing I stacked.
Are you bluffing, Roger?
Are you going to pay to find out?
[Jaffe] A creature like that would have to be evil, wouldn't it?
To do something like this, treacherous and sly?
Yes, it would.
And we could carry it back home...
Yes.
And you believe your theories about this creature are true?
Yes.
Well, Doctor, I respect you. I respect your opinions, but--
- You don't go along with them? - It has to be impossible!
It has to be!
Even if you are right, what can we do about it?
I don't know. I just don't know.
But there must be a way to break Roger Wescott,
or whatever he is.
I have heard of almost perfect counterfeits before.
But I’ve never heard of a counterfeit that couldn't be broken.
Do I have your permission to go ahead with my investigation
into Roger Wescott?
Yes, of course you do.
Then can I start by looking into his confidential file?
I’ll get it for you right away.
[man over recorder] Nevertheless, in hypnosis
all subjects reported vivid dreams
and described them in considerable length and detail.
And yet, when the subjects were awakened,
all insisted that no dreams had occurred.
Experimental sessions covering a vast number of subjects
have always revealed that human beings
dream every night of their lives.
That human beings dream every night of their lives...
Just a minute...
It can be noted here that there is a distinct ratio
between strain in the individual
and heightened frequency of dreams and nightmares.
I think I’ve found a way to break our counterfeit.
You're as convinced as ever about your theory?
Yes, I am.
On my rounds this afternoon,
I made a point of talking to Wescott in the Navigation hatch.
Now I must say he seems completely normal to me.
Still, I suppose as captain of this ship,
I can't afford to take any chances.
I must go along with you.
What's your plan?
Is the collection for Donnie Shaver's widow all in?
Yes, in the safe. Two thousand credits.
The boys have been generous, haven't they?
Donnie was very popular.
I want to use the credits to trap Wescott.
- To trap him? - Yes.
How?
I want to give him nightmares.
[man over PA] Seven-two-two Wescott report to Doctor Crawford's cabin at once.
I’ll repeat that...
Will seven-two-two Wescott report immediately
to Doctor Crawford's cabin.
End of message.
Dr. Crawford?
Anything I can do for you, Roger?
Am I okay, Jensen?
What do you mean?
My last tests, were they clear?
You're 100 percent, if that's what's worrying you.
Then there's no virus running round the ship?
Correct.
What did Donnie die of?
Whatever it was, it's nothing for you to worry about.
But I’d like to know.
You'd better ask Crawford, hadn't you?
I don't know why, but I’ve got a funny feeling
something's going wrong on this trip.
Donnie's dead. That's what went wrong.
Now it's over and done with.
You think so? I don't.
What I have to say, Scotty,
is not going to make very pleasant listening.
How many missions have you done under my command?
Five, sir. Six including this.
You've got one of the best service records
of any man on this ship.
What's it all about, Captain?
Donnie Shaver was a close friend of yours, wasn't he, Scotty?
Yes, he was my best friend.
No doubt you contributed to the collection
that was raised for his widow?
Yes, of course I contributed.
Money has been stolen, Scotty.
No, it's not possible, nobody would do this on this ship.
It’s not possible.
An hour ago that money was on Dr. Crawford's desk.
He was called from his quarters, and when he returned the money was gone.
It’s not possible...
The money was on my desk, ready for dispatch.
Of course, it is possible that the man who took the money
did not realize exactly what it was he was stealing.
Why are you telling me all this, Captain?
Two men were seen in the vicinity
of my cabin an hour ago.
You and Roger Wescott.
Wescott?
Do you deny being in the doctor's quarters at that time?
Why, I don't deny anything, l... I was on duty.
I left a report on your desk, but...
But then Wescott wouldn't take that money
any more than I would.
Well, that... leaves me then, doesn't it, Scotty?
Of course, that's ridiculous, sir.
You know, it just makes me a bit sick, that's all and...
It makes me a bit sick!
No, it's all right... Keep a grip on yourself.
Would you object if we searched your kit?
You can search my kit and shoot me if you like.
I don't think either of these measures would be necessary.
I don't believe you took the money.
Did you, Scotty?
No, I didn't.
Go and take over from Wescott. Send him in here right away.
But Roger Wescott, sir--
Send him in here right away!
And don't tell him anything about
what happened in here. Is that understood, Scotty?
Do you understand, Scotty?
Yes, sir, I understand.
Well, that seed's sown.
Roger Wescott, sir! You sent for me?
I sent for you, Wescott.
Don't stand there. Come in.
The Captain and l want to talk to you.
Yes, sir.
[clears throat]
What's your job on this ship?
But you know what my job is, sir.
Answer Doctor Crawford, Wescott.
I’m a navigator, sir. I work with Scotty McIntire.
You also worked with Donnie Shaver, didn't you?
Yes. Yes, I did. Donnie was a very good friend of mine.
Special operations expert it says here
in the Specialty Schools Report.
Man is of high value in blasting and launching procedures...
Stood high in his class in Navigation.
You got started young, didn't you, Wescott?
I started as soon as they'd have me, sir,
it's what I’ve always wanted.
You look straightforward enough, Wescott, honest enough.
It’s disappointing to see how deceptive appearances can be.
What's wrong, Doctor? What's wrong?
You stand there, Wescott, and tell me you don't know?
No, sir. Honestly, sir. I’ve no idea.
No idea, eh, Wescott?
You're a fool !
You should know better than to try stealing from a ship like this.
Stealing, sir? I don't understand.
You understand all right.
The money the crew took up for Donnie Shaver's widow.
- Over two thousand credits. - But sir, I’ve--
That money was on my desk when I left my cabin an hour ago.
You entered my cabin five minutes later
and left almost immediately.
I think you'd better return it.
Sir, I honestly don't know what you're talking about!
I was sent to your cabin, you weren't there.
So I came out again. I didn't see any money.
Sent for? I never sent for you, Wescott.
I honestly don't know what you're talking about!
I didn't take any money.
Captain, you've been my skipper
ever since I've been in the service.
You must know I wouldn't have taken any money.
That money? I wouldn't take that money,
if my life depended on it.
You know that, Captain.
You heard Dr. Crawford, Wescott.
I think you'd do better to admit and make a clean breast of it.
No.
Captain...
Doctor...
Please.
You don't believe me, do you?
There's nothing I can say that will convince you?
You've made up your minds that I’m lying and that's that!
I’m stuck then, aren't I? If I didn't take the money,
how the devil can I give it back?
All right, Wescott, that's enough. Get back to your post.
But I tell you now,
we'll go through this ship with a fine tooth-comb.
The money is here on board and we know who took it.
- Look, sir-- - Get back to your post!
I don't like this. I don't like it at all.
- You said that before. - It’s disgusting!
It’s very tough, but you'll just have to go along with me.
I can't go along with this sort of lie!
I didn't realise the implications until I saw the boy.
But this is downright vicious!
That's the right word, vicious!
We're dealing with something vicious!
Can't you get that into your head?
Do you have to see something to be afraid of it?
Is a radioactive burn any less vicious,
because you can't see it when it happens?
Or plague? Or polio?
- Can you really-- - I’ve thought about this until I’m sick of thinking!
I tell you, I’m afraid. So afraid I can't sleep.
This thing is here. It’s loose in our ship.
And we can't even prove or detect its existence!
If it were good or friendly or peaceable,
it would have made itself known from the start.
But it didn't do that. Don't you see what that implies?
It murdered.
Twice it murdered.
It murdered Roger Wescott back among the rocks
somewhere, and it murdered Donnie.
Now that's two of our crew, two men,
who'll never see home again.
And that counterfeit we were just talking to killed them.
He looked so normal. He reacted so perfectly.
Exactly! Think what he can do on this ship if we don't stop it!
We've no idea what powers this thing might have.
At least it's closed in here. It’s isolated.
What about when we get home?
When it can roam loose in the streets?
Don't you see? We can't take it home with us.
We can't take it home!
All right.
Then we ought to warn the crew, let them be on guard.
And lose any chance we have of trapping it?
That would be fatal!
I think I’ve found a way to corner this thing.
You'll just have to let me try!
[man over PA] Will all crewmen, not engaged
in key duties, assemble immediately in the mess-hall,
where they will be addressed by the Captain.
End of message.
Well, what's it all about, Scotty?
I don't know...
But I take a damn good bet, it's got something to do with
Donnie's collection.
Donnie's collection?
I suppose I shouldn't have opened my mouth.
It'll all come out now anyway.
What'll all come out now?
The news that somebody's taken Donnie's collection money.
Do you know what Jensen?
I was under suspicion.
They thought that I took...
...the money for his widow.
But I know who did, Jensen.
I know who did.
What do you reckons going on, Roger?
No idea.
The skipper's not getting us together to tell us what good boys we all are.
Something's certain.
Something's piled up, that's for certain. Something's gone wrong.
It can't be the ship.
Maybe there's something come through from home.
Trouble.
Why are you all so cheerful? I bet it's a general pep talk.
[mockingly] “Done well so far. Be landing on Terra four days from now.
Don't want any slackening of effort.”
[normal voice] You know how it goes.
I’ll give you two to one it's trouble.
I’ll take it! Five credits to ten!
You've got a bet!
All right, men, settle down now!
Captain Jaffe's got something to say to you.
Thank you, Doctor.
I want to say first, men, how impressed I've been by the way
you've conducted yourselves both on board and on Ganymede.
Particularly on Ganymede.
Not yet! The sting's to come!
[Jaffe] Ganymede was certainly the most unrewarding planet
we've ever been stuck on, but you all carried out your jobs admirably.
You worked as a team, helped one another,
and kept the level of work high.
That's why I stand in front of you now,
baffled and disappointed.
I would have said I'd a crew that could be trusted,
one hundred percent!
I’ve got to tell you now that we've got a thief on board.
One of you here has stolen the two thousand credits
collected for Donald Shaver's widow.
[gasping, murmurs of disgust] Not possible!
I can see you're angry. As angry as I am.
It is possible that the man who took it did so on an impulse
without realising what it was.
So I’ve decided to give him a chance.
If the guilty man will return the credits
personally to Dr. Crawford,
who had custody of the money, no action will be taken.
The man will be allowed to transfer
at the end of this passage and that will be that.
I wouldn't like to be in that character's shoes
if Scotty gets hold of him!
One final remark.
If the money isn't returned by the time we come into landing orbit,
not one man will leave the ship until it is.
That's all. You're dismissed.
No doubt about it! That's a rotten trick!
The rottenest trick I’ve ever heard of!
This character will never own up, that's certain!
He must have known what he was taking!
[man] Yes, but who could it be?
[muted speech]
Why have you stopped playing?
Red ten on Jack?
You're not concentrating, Wescott!
Too bad about Donnie, isn't it?
I said it's too bad about Donnie!
Too bad somebody took that money.
because I reckon, Westcott, that with Donnie gone,
she'd need all the money she could get.
Wouldn't you, Wescott?
What do you think of a man that would steal,
from another man's widow, Wescott?
You see, he's got no opinion about that at all!
I’ll ask you again, Wescott...
How low can a man get, Wescott?
I’m talking to you!
What did you do with the money?
I didn't take the damn money. Have you got that all of you?
I didn't take any money.
You're not only a miserable thief, Wescott,
but you're yellow.
[grunting]
I wouldn't dirty my hands.
[electronic wailing]
[siren ringing]
[electronic wailing]
[siren ringing]
[siren continues]
[electronic wailing]
[siren ringing]
[siren continues]
[electronic wailing]
[siren ringing]
[electronic wailing]
[siren ringing]
[electronic wailing]
I hope you're satisfied, you've got the whole ship upside down.
They've been plaguing Wescott
until he's almost a nervous wreck.
ln fact everybody is getting edgy.
Are you edgy?
Yes, I’m edgy. I don't mind admitting it.
This whole thing's getting on my nerves.
If I could see the point, it would be different,
but this is going too far.
I’ve had nightmares ever since it started,
and every time I see Wescott he gives me a look
that makes me feel like Judas.
Don't touch that!
What's the matter?
Sorry, I must be pretty jumpy myself.
This business has me scared of everybody on board,
including myself.
Are you sure you haven't talked yourself into this nightmare?
He has got to be dead.
Anyway, last night l carried out an experiment.
If the pattern repeats itself tonight,
I’ll be 100 percent absolutely sure.
What is the experiment?
- I’m sorry l-- - You're sorry but what?
Aren't you going to tell me what you're looking for?
- I’m sorry, but I think... - You think what?
What do you think?
That I’m not to be trusted? That I’m a monster?
That maybe I’m one of your aliens? Is that what you think?
Is that what you're trying to tell me?
I told you, I’m scared of everybody on-board,
including myself.
Oh, for God's sake, this is ridiculous!
I demand to know what you're up to.
Is that an order?
Yes! Yes, it's an order.
I’m sorry, but I can't tell you.
You do realize this amounts to insubordination?
If that's what you want to think.
As captain of this ship, that's exactly what I do think.
I’m telling you now,
I’ll make a full report of this to the Commandant,
the moment we land on Terra.
I want to talk to you, Dr. Crawford.
You coming to return the money, Wescott?
You know I haven't.
Then there's nothing more to be said.
Yes. There is.
Make it brief, Wescott.
Come on, Wescott, say what you have to say and get it over with.
I haven't got all day.
Doctor, I don't know what you've got against me,
but I didn't take that money.
You know I didn't. I want you to call it off.
Call what off?
This accusation that I’m a thief.
You know it isn't true.
You're the one that started it
and you're the only one that is going to stop it.
I’ve had enough.
If you've had enough, Wescott, why don't you return the money?
If you're trying to break me in some way,
you're doing a very good job of it.
I haven't had a civil word from anybody on this ship,
since you started this business.
You've come to the wrong man for civil words, Wescott.
Try somewhere else.
I have had all I can take, Doctor.
If you don't call it off, I think I’ll go out of my mind.
Out of your mind, Wescott?
That's an interesting thought.
Why don't you do it?
Go ahead. Go out of your mind.
I’m not going to do a thing to help you!
Go ahead, go out of your mind.
[man over PA] All hands stand by.
Prepare for deceleration in three hours.
We'll be in landing orbit in a few hours.
Well, I’ve...
I’ve cut it fine, but it's all in there.
Wescott?
Yes. I’ve got him cold.
I’m sorry I held out on you, for so long,
but I had to be sure.
And now you are.
Yes. No doubt. No doubt at all.
I just had him sent down to check
the starboard pressure lock.
[exhales] So this is it.
Yes, but I’ll explain later. We haven't got much time.
What are you going to do?
See here. Look at the starboard pressure lock.
Looks a very ordinary boy, doesn't he?
- Very ordinary. - Very human.
Now watch this.
Throw the switch, throw the switch! I haven't got a suit on!
[high pitched screeching] [electronic waving]
Throw it! Throw it! You'll kill me.
[siren blaring]
What're you doing, Crawford? You'll kill him.
There's no other way.
Watch him.
[high pitched screeching] [siren ringing]
[screeching and siren continues]
His whole body's beginning to change.
It’s losing all definition.
It’s melting.
[screeching and ringing continues]
It’s changing into something that's not human...
It’s not remotely human.
[siren blares and screeching continues]
Oh, my God.
You see, I wasn't wrong.
No. No. You weren't wrong.
I never heard of a counterfeit that couldn't be broken
if you go about it the right way.
Usually there's a flaw in the design. The copy's not perfect.
But this was different altogether.
- You had a counterfeit man. - Yes.
And such a perfect copy that microscopic study of its tissues
would have revealed no flaw!
We could assume that this alien, this creature, copied Wescott,
made a mistake in his blood count,
destroyed Shaver, giving him false blood too,
just to throw us off the scent.
And then, corrected the fault in himself.
He must have copied Wescott's neural circuit too.
When he should have been scared, he was scared.
When he should have been angry, he was angry.
All this he copied from Wescott's mind.
What he didn't realise,
was the importance of certain subconscious activities.
- Like dreams. - Yes, exactly.
It’s that simple. He didn't know that all humans dream.
Now, you realise when we land we mustn't take any risks.
I mean it would be foolish to assume
that only one alien came on board.
Oh, God, no! Don't tell me you think
some other crew member might be infected?
We can't discount the possibility, can we?
[sighs] No.
No, I imagine we can't.
We'll be in landing orbit in less than an hour.
What do you suggest we do?
Get through to the Spaceport Commandant!
Have him meet the ship with an armed guard.
All officers and men to be taken
to the space hospital to be isolated,
until I’ve checked the entire crew!
That way there's no possibility of slip.
I’ll get onto the Commandant right away!
And Bob...
Obviously we mustn't let the crew know what's going on.
Obviously.
Yes, Ellis. What is it?
The orders have been carried out, Commander.
Immediately the ship landed, the men were all sent
under escort to the Isolation Hospital.
- You're sure? Everybody? - Yes, everybody, sir.
I checked the list personally against faces and fingerprints.
- You've posted guards outside the ship, Ellis? - Yes, sir.
And given orders that no one is to be allowed on-board, except Doctor Crawford?
- Yes, sir, I have. - Good.
Well, Crawford, it's up to you now.
I suggest you go home now,
and start your examinations tomorrow.
Yes, sir, I’ll do that, as soon as I’ve packed up my records and notes.
Oh, and Crawford,
I think you've shown great initiative and courage.
- It won't go unnoticed. - Thank you, sir.
Sorry, sir, no one's allowed on-board.
Order of the Commander.
Carry on, sir.
[doors closing]
[loud banging]
Captain...
Bob...
[siren rings faintly]
It won't work.
You can't get away, do you hear me?
You can't get away.
I told them everything.
They know there's another one of you in the crew.
The ship...
The ship's guarded. It’s airtight.
You're trapped.
[siren stops] [faint knocking]
[gun shot, shattering]
[glass shattering underfoot]
[siren rings faintly]
You'll never get off this ship!
They'll take it aloft and they'll burn it!
And they'll burn you with it.
[screams loudly]
[screams]
[Dr. Crawford whimpers and gasps]
[screams]
[whimpers and screams]
[gunshot]
[system booting up]
Good night, Dr Crawford.
[door whirring]
[thunderous explosion]