04 Critters 4 They're Invading Your Space - Sci-Fi 1992 English
[ CREAK ]
[ SQUEAK ]
All right, you gum balls.
Right there.
[ ALARM GOES OFF ]
Aha!
Ain't never done that before.
Hear this. You are about to violate
intergalactic bio preservation laws.
Bounty hunter 0601127 earth sector,
you are in violation of mandate e-102.
Violation?
Charlie?
Ug?
That you in there?
Charlie, my friend.
Wow!
Wow, it's great to see you.
And you as well.
Well, you...
You're looking good.
We just received your bio alert.
Yeah, yeah. What was that all about?
You were in violation of zoological mandate e-102,
clause 14, paragraph 5, items 6 and 7.
Huh?
You are prohibited from terminating
if it means total extinction of the species.
Oh, yeah. But they're dangerous.
You taught me how dangerous they are.
Aggression factor is irrelevant.
Those two eggs are the last two eggs.
The intergalactic council has dispatched
you are instructed to place the eggs into the receptacle
in the pod.
The council is sending a pod here?
Come on, Ug.
Good luck, Charlie... My friend.
Yeah, but, ug... Ug!
W-w-wait a second.
What am I supposed to...
Ug?
Ug!
[ RUMBLING ]
Aha!
Right.
Specimen retrieval in 15 seconds.
[ HATCH SHUTS ]
Hey! Hey, wait a second.
Wait a minute!
Specimen retrieval...
Off, please.
Oh, no.
I don't want to go nowhere.
[ COUGHS AND CHOKES ]
[ BEEP BEEP ]
Ethan?
Get your ass on deck.
I'm sorry, captain. I, uh...
I can't hear you.
Whew! 20 more days.
Sub light shuttle, then earth.
See you soon, dad.
[ HORSE NEIGHS ]
[ GALLOPING ]
[ ALARM SOUNDS ]
God damn it, Bernie. Keep us out of that stuff.
I am not the pilot.
Fran!
I'm on it.
Where's your so-called apprentice?
Looks like 12 degrees, Fran,
to make about a 35...
Roger. I got it.
Give it to me in five.
Ethan.
I know you are there.
On deck. Pronto.
Acknowledged. I'm on my way.
Looks like a live one.
Is it hollow?
No can say.
What's it doing out here?
Looks beat up. Trajectory's pretty weird.
Weighs about 1 1/2 tons.
Could be a space probe
or an escape pod.
It's 1 1/2 tons more beer money than we got now.
Do we do or do we don't?
Yeah.
Bernie, go down to the bay.
Let's see if we can put a track on this.
[ FRAN ] Shit! Um...
It won't scan.
I can't tell you what's inside.
OK.
Well, sir... If you simply must possess this thing,
then I must go downstairs
and make sure that the gravity panels
still drag in 1 1/2 tons, OK?
Just... Make it simple.
Aye, aye, captain.
Hey!
Huh?
Number 1...
You're late.
Number 2...
Who told you you could wear those?
You did.
I did?
Yeah.
Well, your lease is up.
I guess Rick's had a little too much coffee again?
Rick has got a bug up his butt, see?
He has gone...
And discovered himself...
A magnetic space anomaly,
and he's gotten stiff in the jock.
And you...
My friend...
Must learn to at least pretend
a bit of servitude.
Just like you.
It's life in space, kiddo.
Catch you in five.
Tractor power up on line in five.
Roger that.
2 kilos and closing.
1,500.
Tell Bernie to get ready to lock, captain.
Oh, there you are.
Can't you hear the bridge in your stateroom?
Tractor power is reading 90 on the line.
Got it. Full out when I say and not before.
Better grab it fast. She's going.
I don't know if she's got the guts,
but she's all yours.
Give me 2 more degrees.
Now, come on, Bernie!
Lateral! Lateral!
Spin it if you have to.
Just don't give me any new dents.
Clamps are out, but they look sluggish.
Al Bert, the clamps are freezing up!
I got the deicer boots working, sir.
Well, thank you...
Ethan the engineer.
Hooks dropping.
5.9. She's steady.
All right. We've got it.
OK, boys and girls...
Let's reel it in and see what we won.
OK, it's hollow.
Agnometer reading 35...
40...
55.
Jeez, it's real cold inside.
About 10, 12 degrees.
Um, could you ask Bernie to go back a little?
You can ask him to go back, Ethan.
There's nothing there.
It's just a corrosion swell.
Bernie, acknowledge?
Is that you, Ethan?
Yeah, Bernie, this is me.
Could you move the camera back manually
a little slower?
Uh, more.
More.
A bit more.
Stop.
Magnify times four, please.
Now it's great big rust.
Bernie, um, aim a blower at that section there.
Anything for you...
Madame pilot.
Look right there.
You see?
It's a factory stamp.
Foundry marking.
No, it isn't.
It's the old intergalactic council stamp.
Before they dissolved?
Yeah, the old logo.
Come on, who cares?
Look, if it belongs to somebody else,
then it's not salvage.
We got to report it S.O.P., captain.
We still get paid.
OK.
I don't want another stolen property rap on my ass again.
Bernie, get yourself up here.
Well, somebody must own the thing.
Al Bert...
Talk to me.
Ahh...
Nothing on any of the registration channels.
It's not been listed missing with central
in the last 15 years.
[ FRAN ] Hold on.
I think I've got something.
ID. Transmit incoming. Stand by.
Third quarter profits... 403 trillion new bucks.
Huh, what do they want?
Ahoy, RSS-Tesla.
Do I have the honour of speaking
to captain Richard Buttram?
It's a pleasure, captain.
I'm counsellor tetra.
Correct. And on behalf of Terracor,
may I congratulate you and your crew
for locating something we lost a long time ago
and, frankly, thought we'd never retrieve?
We are very grateful.
Give me a break.
Just how grateful might Terracor be?
Captain, permit me to put your mind at ease.
Your location is just three days
from one of our stations.
I'm well-aware of the profit margin
of an operation such as yours.
We're prepared to offer you triple the rate
in straight salvage
in cash at our station.
Well, counsellor, you do understand
I need to establish the change of title
from the intergalactic council to Terracor.
We'll get back in touch when we arrive
excuse me, counsellor, could you hold?
We're getting some breakup on this air.
Take it. Don't fool with these guys, OK?
This isn't one of your schemes, all right?
We're involved in this, too.
I'm not real fond of the idea
of messing Terracor over either, captain.
The offers fair, Rick!
It's got be worth at least 10 times that much
if we unload it at Orion colony.
We got a gold mine here.
I can smell it.
I can sure smell something.
I, uh, I agree with Rick.
What? What's that?
I mean the captain.
No way, Rick.
She's right.
I think we should do what she says, captain.
Counsellor.
Your transmit is quite clean now.
We'll need the coordinates for your station.
Already taken care of. Hope to see you soon.
Captain, please ensure that no one on your crew
makes any attempt to reach the pod
or interfere with it in any way.
What's your problem?
That's going to set us back at least a week.
So what? You got a date or something?
[ CAPTAIN ] Then prepare for course correction.
Are we there yet?
Why, I'm here with Terracor.
You know counsellor tetra, of course.
Close family friend.
Yes, I'm the man who found the pod.
Actually, I first laid hands on it.
God...
Perfect.
Welcome, RSS-Tesla, to Terracor station 44.
You may call me Angela.
Please complete decontamination procedures
before disembarking.
She's the first one I want to meet.
Then proceed to loft level 42.
Welcome, gentlemen.
Gentlemen?
Problem.
This place smells like a wet sock.
Blowers are working. Filters just haven't been changed.
Check the main scrubbers, will you?
Rick.
I don't think there's anybody here.
Nobody alive, at least.
Computer.
What was that chick's name?
Angela.
Angela?
Our staff is available on a 24-hour basis
to serve...
Cancel.
Give me current status of this station's
atmospheric fabrication functioning at 60%...
Bernie!
Ethan! Get back to the ship.
I want masks and power packs for everyone.
And, Bernie...
The temperature is 80 degrees...
Bring me the gun.
Have a good day, and enjoy your stay with us.
Angela... has Terracor been notified
about the condition of this station?
Terracor was founded was founded by Maximilian...
Cancel.
Rick...
The computer screwed up.
I beg your pardon?
Never mind, Angela.
Why, that's very kind of you.
I wonder what hit this place.
Place wasn't attacked. It was abandoned.
OK.
We got 85% power.
Two levels functioning.
No breaks in seals.
No integrity breaches.
Levels...
5 through 7 are on automatic shutdown
to conserve power,
and so are levels 9 through 12.
I got, um...
But I can't do anything about ambient temperature.
Water tanks are down by 1/2.
I got...
A pharmacy on level 4,
executive suites are on this level, and...
We can get to them.
Sporadic audio...
Some video...
Central logic is 50%,
nearly Neanderthal.
I guess Angela ain't going to college.
And the station is drifting
at about 1/2 a degree a month.
Nice of Terracor to tell us the station was decom.
[ BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP ]
Hello.
Nuclear core is reading
just shy of the red, nearly to alert.
Radiation?
Negative. Looks more
like... natural decay.
I'd give her about a month
before we all glow in the dark.
Don't kid about shit like that.
Just show me where the pharmacy is.
Feeling a little bit under the weather there, Bernie? Hmm?
Tell me which way to the wet showers.
Showers are available in...
Check it out.
Out.
This is for big boys.
Ahem.
Come here.
Unh!
Oh!
[ VALVE SQUEAKS ]
[ WATER STOPS ]
[ COUGH COUGH ]
You mind your own god damn business.
Ohhh...
Ass hole.
Uh!
Captain ass hole.
[ BEEP BEEP BEEP ]
Mmmhhh!
A Maverick energy discharge
has been monitored in cargo bay 2.
The station just cut a fart.
Give me a deck-by-deck scan,
and read off all individuals
not currently in main control.
Your voice pattern does not have security clearance.
Great! Be shitty, TL-54! Don't cooperate!
Angela...
Give me security clearance to all levels, please.
I cannot conform to your request
as I do not recognise your voice pattern
as one with security clearance.
Angela...
Do not...
I repeat, do not give me security clearance
to all levels.
[ BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP ]
You have security clearance on all levels.
What information do you require?
Exactly...
Like my ex-wife.
Anything I say, she does the opposite.
Come on, open up, you bitch!
I have registered another Maverick energy discharge
must be one of them subsection power lines
shorting out in the condensation.
Go down to the cargo bay.
Split it off and dump it in one of those dead grids, Ethan.
Aye, aye.
Down is a relative direction in space.
Do you require a specific deck or area?
Take me to the Tesla.
Please state the registry number of the Tesla now.
Um, RSS-Tesla, registry...
Oh, shit.
Take me to the ship that most recently docked here.
This is an elevator, not a dock.
Please state your destination.
All right.
Take me to the visiting ship dock.
[ ELEVATOR STARTS ]
Ship's doctors will be found on deck 4,
corridors 11...
Cancel!
[ ELEVATOR STOPS ]
Um...
Take me... To...
Do you require B level service docks?
Come on, Angela.
The b-113 docks, sub levels 4 through 8...
I can't get out of here, can I?
Please state your destination now.
Shit.
No, don't be on fire!
Jeez.
Rick.
What are you doing?
What happened to captain...
Rick, what is your problem with me?
Problem?
What's my problem?
I'll tell you what my problem is!
Sit down!
We all had a chance back there. All of us!
But they... Those people, they've screwed it up!
Well...
Shut up!
Damn it.
See, I understand you better than you think.
You figure you got lots of chances.
Right.
Well, let me tell you something.
There'll come a time when those chances run out.
Something that I know, hmm?
What do you say to getting out of here...
Right now, hmm?
What...
About the others?
Well...
On the other hand...
I think I've come up with a solution
to your little problem.
What problem?
See?
It's all fixed.
Hang around a while, kiddo.
I'll be gone soon enough.
Now to look.
Aah!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Aah!
Hands off me!
Wow! Thanks! I almost got locked...
Oh.
I'm in space, aren't I?
Are you it? Just you?
Better be something other than you in there.
Don't move!
Stay right there!
Holy cow.
Euuaaggghhh!
Hmm?
Ohhhaagghhh.
Aaaaggghhh.
The eggs.
Aah! You're... aah! Aah!
Oh! Oh!
Aah! Aah!
Mmmmm!
Oh!
Mmmuhhh!
Mmmhhhh!
Mmmmmm!
Aah! Aah!
Attention. Third notice.
I'm registering another Maverick energy discharge.
I repeat, do not characterise the discharges.
Conform to a type 2 Randall-Pickman beam master.
That's Rick's big macho gun.
[ TYPING ]
He's going for the pod.
That jerk's trying to rip off the pod.
Ethan. I sent Ethan down there.
Let's go.
Ohhh...
Who are you?
Yeah.
Bernie!
Bernie! Bernie! Cut that out and come with us!
What's the matter?
Rick. Cargo bay.
Has some plans for Terracor's long lost pod.
You mean steal what's inside?
And leave us here counting rems
as we glow in the dark.
Scumbag! Are you sure?
What did you do to him?
Me? Nothing. That was the critters.
Look, I'm a bounty hunter, son.
I got a job to do.
Wait! What are you talking about, a bounty hunter?
If you're from the station or part of the security team...
How far from earth are we?
Are you from earth?
'Course I'm from earth!
Where are you from?
I'm sorry, I've never...
See, my father's there...
Hold it. You never been to earth?
No.
I'm...
Wait a minute.
What?
No.
What are you... no. Do I look like one?
Never mind.
Hold this.
What?
What are we doing?
Shh!
I got a job to do.
What happened?
Oh, no.
Where's Ethan?
Ethan!
Not so fast.
Would you give me a break?
What do these things look like?
Look like?
Yeah.
You ever see a piranha?
Uh... uh... It's a fish, right?
Well, they don't look nothing like a piranha.
But they're hungry like a piranha.
Oh. Got to watch these ducts.
They love ducts.
Aah!
"Dr. Mccormick."
You know, um...
I don't even know your name.
Um... Charlie.
I'm Ethan.
Nice to meet you.
What do you, uh, think of the coat?
Y...
Charlie?
Hey! Look at this.
Shh! Shh!
What?
They're close.
Oh.
It's the laboratory.
[ ETHAN ] Where are we?
Yeah, I...
We used to collect specimens like these.
Where?
[ REVERBERATIONS THROUGH THE DUCTS ]
[ INTERCOM WHISTLES ]
You are engaged in unauthorised communication.
This is a restricted access facility.
Who is that?
Somebody I'm starting to hate...
A lot.
[ BEEP BEEP ]
[ MACHINE HUMS ]
You know, char...
[ REVERBERATIONS THROUGH THE DUCTS ]
Um...
Charlie... Where are you?
Charlie?
Oh, shit.
[ THUD ]
Charlie.
Hey!
Oh. Whew!
I could use some help up here.
In there?
Yeah.
No. No way.
I'm not going in there.
Well, suit yourself.
Oh...
Shit.
Charlie!
[ ALARM GOES OFF ]
Whoa!
Whoo!
Charlie!
Whoa!
Shit.
Charlie, where are you?
Boo! Whoo! Whoo!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Aah! No, Charlie, it's OK.
It's dead.
Attention... refuse tube a442 is now filled to capacity
and ready for jettison sequence.
Jettison sequence? What's that?
Aah! Aah!
Charlie, Charlie...
I think this thing's going to throw us into space.
Just relax.
Uh, uh, Angela!
Angela, don't complete the jettison cycle!
I am not sequenced to respond
to the requests or demands of waste material.
We're not waste material!
You are waste material.
I am not sequenced to respond to waste material.
Help!
Wait! Wait!
Look.
OK, let me up.
Up you go.
Get it open! Get it open!
15 seconds to full jettison.
Hurry up! Go!
I can't get it, Charlie.
Yes, you can. Go!
Go! Go!
Charlie, it won't open!
10 seconds.
Go!
9 seconds.
Hurry up!
Wait a second.
Uh, Angela?
Angela, jettison us now!
That's an order! Do it now!
No! I don't think that's a good idea.
I am not sequenced to respond
to the demands of waste material.
Good idea. All right.
Help!
Go!
Full jettison... 10 seconds.
9 seconds.
8 seconds.
7 seconds.
6 seconds.
5 seconds.
Charlie, grab my hand.
3 seconds... 2...
What was it, Rick?
Where did you hide it?
You were trouble then, and you're trouble now.
Bernie!
Hey, let me out of here!
Come on!
Yeah! Come on, Bernie, open the grate!
What the hell are you doing in there, you idiot?
Open the grate!
Jeez.
Who the hell are you?
I didn't kill anybody.
Bullshit!
Bernie...
Cool it.
Aah!
All right, Charlie...
How did you get into the pod, hmm?
When I put the eggs in.
Then I passed out.
I woke up here.
Here, Charlie.
Is, uh, is this from earth?
Yeah. It's a driver's license.
See? Rower's bend.
Well, where else would it be from?
But, um...
Charlie, it says here "expired."
No.
It's next year.
No, Charlie, this is, like, 53 years ago.
No. That's 1993. That's next year.
Charlie...
You've been floating around in that pod
for over half a century.
Charlie, we're nowhere near earth.
Nowhere...
Well...
53.
Well, uh...
Well, that means, uh...
Everybody I know is, uh...
They're dead.
They're toast.
They're history.
Oh.
OK.
Just...
Yeah, well... I can live with that.
He's telling the truth, Bernie.
Sure.
Eggs from earth.
Killer furballs.
Ethan, it is a little hard to believe.
Good morning, Dr. Mccormick.
It's good to hear from you again.
Al Bert, I found this in the lab I told you about
before we got garbaged.
Let me see that.
Move over.
A number of experiments have been concluded since last week.
The most successful has been the syphaloids.
It has proved the most resistant
in nearly every test scenario
and has a very high aggression factor.
With the metabolic accelerator
have proven most successful.
What is that?
However, so far we have not been able
to make it self-reproducing.
That a planetary drop of 1,000 syphaloids
could efficiently eliminate all other life forms...
And clear a target property in as little as two months
if we can develop the means to make them replicate.
As other artificials tend to de-construct after a few days,
I recommend the continuation of funding
to locate a naturally existing,
self-replicating predator species
until and unless the syphaloids prove more viable.
End of log report dated 3-11, 4:03.
I don't know what this place is,
but I don't think that we should be here anymore.
God damn corporate sleaze bags.
I don't believe this.
Al Bert, they will be here
in a couple more hours.
Take it easy.
I vote we get the fuck out of here now!
Wait a minute. Where's Bernie?
Damn card better work.
Oh! We got all the flavours.
Is that him?
[ BEEPING ]
Bernie?
Shit.
Oh, man.
You know those man-eating hairballs
that you do not believe in?
Well, I am reading two life forms on your level
that could be them.
Where?
I don't know,
but I do know that they are real close,
and, Bernie, you should get up here,
and I do mean now.
All right. In a minute. In a minute.
Bernie...
Do you copy? Get back up here double-quick.
Bernie, do you copy?
Bernie?
It's them.
Bernie, damn it!
Yes.
[ GROWLS ]
Aah!
[ GROWLS ]
Aah!
What's happening?
[ GROANING ]
Hold it. Hold it.
Wait a second.
Come on. Quick.
Come on.
Now, they'll come at your face.
Aah!
And at your throat.
Keep this up in front of you.
Come on.
Attention... Chief engineer Davis,
please report to central evaluation.
I'm Mo-Mo-Mo-monitoring...
Oh, shit.
Chief Davis to central evaluation.
Bernie?
See if he's still breathing.
Ugh!
Uh, look.
They're still wet.
Charlie?
No. That's not normal.
No. I mean, they don't usually turn from a fight...
Or a meal.
I'm leaving.
You folks want to stay, that's fine with me,
but I am definitely out of here,
and let Terracor pick up their own pieces.
Chief engineer Davis to central evaluation.
All personnel please return to your duty stations.
Hold, hold, hold.
No. That way.
No. I think it's this way.
Levels 5 through 11 are being sealed
due to a code 9 emergency.
I thought you said there was no radiation danger.
Well, Fran, maybe the nuclear core
just changed its mind.
Hey.
For your safety and comfort,
please return to your stations.
There is a radiation hazard on decks 6 through 9.
Please return to your duty stations.
For your safety and comfort,
please return to your stations.
Go.
This is a code 9.
Please return to your stations.
OK, come on.
[ SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE ]
OK, OK, go.
Go.
Get your ass down there!
What are these?
Those are eggs. They've been busy.
Fran, Fran, Fran!
Cut it out, Fran!
Hey, they take six months to incubate!
Fran!
Let's get out of here.
Charlie!
Please return to your stations.
Levels 5 to 11 are now sealed.
We're here.
Al Bert, we just can't jump!
We got to unload.
Ethan, engineering.
Fran!
I got it!
Charlie!
Yeah?
OK, with me.
This...
Is a genuine...
Antique Colt .45.
Used to be the most powerful handgun on earth.
Charlie...
It's all we've got.
We're a salvage operation.
Do you actually know how to shoot one of these things?
Well...
I'm a .38 special man myself.
You do have bullets for it?
I've always sort of wondered
if one of these things would actually fire.
Yeah. I'm used to getting a dud now and again.
This tin can's going to move
like it has never done before.
Main thrusters in line. 25 Mark.
[ FRAN ] 25 is set.
Navcon is on hold.
Get it yet, Fran?
Nearly ready.
Did you do that?
Of course not.
I'm fast, but not that fast.
Ethan!
Yeah? What?
Did you?
What?
Never mind.
Aah! Aah!
No! Please!
Charlie!
Dummy! What are you doing shooting a gun in here?
I got him! I got him good!
I got him!
Hey, I got him!
Ho! Got him good.
Oh...
No.
Congratulations, Charlie.
You have just murdered the ship.
But I got him.
Can't we just, you know,
go to the next dock over?
You got another ship?
No. This is our ship.
It's the only ship, you idiot!
Only ship.
OK I can live with that.
But I got him.
But I see what you're saying
about it being the only ship.
Rick and Bernie are dead.
For all I know, we may have been infected
by some alien god damn germ.
So, unless anyone else has another suggestion,
I propose we hole up here
and wait for them to come rescue us.
They will be here any minute.
Yeah.
If we don't blow up first.
Thanks, Charlie.
So much for earth.
There. The one with wires.
OK
No. Come on, Charlie.
This thing is fried. It's gone.
Where the hell does he think he's going?
What are you doing?
You get your ass back here.
I've got something to take care of.
We need you back in here.
Look, there's one left.
I'm going to take care of it.
Leave it be!
You're not my father!
[ BABBLING ]
[ SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE ]
[ ROARING ]
Al Bert!
Company.
All right!
Come on, Charlie. Let's go! Let's go!
Docking completed.
Welcome Terracor ship
to Terracor station 44.
You may call me Angela.
Please complete decontamination procedures
before disembarking.
You are the crew of the RSS-Tesla?
Yeah.
What's left of it.
Ug?
Is that you?
No further.
Ug...
It's me. It's Charlie.
Who is this guy?
He's my friend.
I mean, he was my friend.
He is.
Where are the eggs?
Look here.
I don't know who you think you are
or what your game is...
What the hell do you think you're doing
coming in here with your god damn storm troopers?
Get the guns out of my face.
You do not
pull that stuff on us. Get it?
What's your problem?
You overstepped your bounds.
Where are the specimens?
Ug.
What...
Don't tell him anything, Charlie.
It's not worth it.
Someone must cooperate.
You will die next.
Screw...
You.
You three start on this level,
then search deck 8.
Report to me when you've found the eggs.
I guess you got a promotion, huh?
Things change, Charlie.
Things change.
Recon formation, guys.
Stay hot.
Angela, do not,
repeat, do not close and secure
door number 16 on level 4.
Yes.
All secure on 9. Stay close.
This way.
Angela, do not close door number 21 on level 4.
Angela, emergency drill!
Do not comply.
We're being hidden, sir.
I know. The computer's doing it.
Angela, emergency drill.
Do not close and secure
door number 26 on level 4.
Get closer. We're at the lab.
We got a reading here.
37, guys.
They're blast doors, sir!
OK Close up.
Look sharp.
[ GROWLING ]
Yes!
Where are they?
The nuclear core has become unstable.
There is a danger of critical mass
in 10 minutes.
Huh?
[ ALARM SOUNDS ]
Commencing countdown.
Please evacuate all...
You hear that?
We're going to die in 10 minutes.
[ CHARLIE ] Ug, listen to me.
You're being pigheaded.
The critters are probably
all the way to earth by now.
Ug?
Then your time has run out.
Oh, wow.
Did I hear you wanted these?
Well, keep your eyes on them.
These are the last ones, see.
Your guards,
they, uh,
they screwed up.
Don't worry. I'm good at this.
Sometimes...
I just, uh,
I can't quite seem to...
Get it right.
Aah!
Are you OK?
Yeah.
Come on.
Let's get out of here.
Wait a minute. Can you fly this ship?
It's probably 90% automated.
Does that mean yes?
It means, Ethan,
we can probably make it to earth
in two months or less.
Come on, Charlie. Let's go.
I'll... I'll be right there.
Ethan, come on! Let's get out of here!
[ GROWLING ]
Oh, god.
[ GROWLING ]
[ SNARLING ]
Chill out...
Ass hole.
You're not going anywhere.
That's a nice antique, Charlie.
Does it work?
You bet.
Now, let him go, Ug.
You can't do it, Charlie.
You never could.
Things change, Ug.
Things change.
So do people.
Attention, attention.
Hear this.
Will cause the station to vaporise
in 3 1/2 minutes.
Can we get out of here now?
For your listening pleasure,
I have selected a music track
with a running time of 3 minutes, 20 seconds.
Oh, man.
How the hell does this thing work?
Here, Charlie.
Strap in.
O.OK.
Hope.
Oh! Whoa!
10 seconds to detonation.
Have a good day.
Angela, you are the stupidest machine ever built.
Thank you, but I'm not able to accept compliments
from waste material.
5 seconds.
Ha!
[ SIGHS ]
She couldn't tell time either.
You OK?
Hell, no.
We're on auto pilot,
which is how I like to be.
On course for earth, guys.
Better check this baby out.
Can I help?
Yeah.
Charlie...
Now, don't you touch anything.
Captain Charles McFadden.
Ohh!
Aah!
[ CRITTER SNICKERING ]