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- Hey, guys. - 'Sup, boss?
Hey, Emily. Cig?
I’m good. Thanks... Voila.
It's-- It’s, uh, Cavalla, boss.
- Voila. - Cavalla.
- Valla? - Yeah.
Yeah. Better.
Well, how do you say "get off your lazy asses
and get back to work"?
Get off... your...
Lazy asses...
Lazy asses
Yeah.
And get to work.
Right.
Ridiculous
This is bullshit.
All our boosters run off the satellite.
Bud, you're shit out of luck.
John, how's the road?
Road.
River.
Road under river.
Very bad.
I told you we shouldn’t drill in Siberia.
John, it's Serbia.
Yeah, whatever.
Seriously, what’s the situation?
No, really, the roads are under the river,
and we’re not getting out of here
for a while, and no one’s coming in.
- Fuck. - What’s your ETA now
- for breaking ground, Emily? - Well, you tell us, Nikola.
You’re the one who’s got to sign that permit.
But if we could get started on a rat or mouse hole,
we’d be grateful.
There's no evidence of Koslov’s pika here.
I will sign off. Really.
I'll bet you none of them roughnecks
have ever seen one of those cute, cuddly things.
- Seeing means nothing, man. - It’s true.
There’s a whole world under the ground we can only imagine.
Imagine that.
And the pika are notoriously secretive.
Shh.
Thankfully...
new technologies, like portable DNA sequencing,
make it possible to identify their habitats
simply from their feces and hairs in the dirt.
Oh, fun fact.
Did you know that the pika's soft green feces
- are coveted for folk medicine? - You know what?
If you find one of my greasy shits out there,
you can covet it for medicine, too.
John.
You choose to drill here, man, not me.
I didn’t choose to drill here. She didn’t choose to drill here.
We were told to drill here.
If I’d have chose, I’d have chose something like...
Florida.
- Alabama? - Oh, yes.
And if you find nothing of value, what?
Oh, we’ll find something down there.
Then, the fracking begins. Bravo.
Actually, the really neat thing about pikas
is that they’re an indicator species.
They let us know how we are doing environmentally,
which can be really good news... or bad.
Morons, let's get to work.
Yes, Professor.
John.
These guys already got us by the tits.
You tugging on him isn’t helping.
Look, we’re standing around like a bunch
of cigar store Indians doing nothing
while Count Ranger "Rikola" and his sidekick
look for a fucking glorified bunny rabbit.
Hey, it’s the Galloping Gourmet.
What’s the good word, Pops?
Same shit. Different day. What’s up with you?
Uh, cooking up a storm, Johnny boy.
- Hey, Moms. - Ted, if you call me that again,
I’ll turn your lights out.
- Okay, boss. - Hey, crew’s bored to death
waiting to drop that fucking drill.
You got something good on the menu tonight, I hope?
Chicken tagine for the win.
- Oh, great. - Why?
- Because it’s good. - Teddy.
The crew doesn’t want some fancy chicken thing.
They want a not fancy chicken thing.
You liked it when I made it for you back home?
Yeah. I like soft toilet paper. Doesn’t mean I bring it with me.
Wet wipes. I brought wet wipes.
I got a tender heinie hole.
Awesome. Well, it’s too late.
Okay. The tagine's done. And they’re going to love it.
It’s got raisins for sweetness,
a ton of ras el hanout that I brought from home.
Like, super authentic.
Sounds like a recipe for diarrhea.
You mean a recipe for a clean digestive tract?
That’s what I said. A recipe for diarrhea.
Hey, can I bum some of those wet wipes?
- No. - Just make chicken salad
- tomorrow, please. - Aye-aye, Auntie Em.
Hey, um, what’s the deal with those conservation guys?
- Are they sticking around or...? - Don’t even think about it.
What? No. I’m just, you know.
She’s way too smart for you, buddy.
Love you, Em. - Where’s my love?
Your hand.
He’s a good kid.
- Yeah. - Must have been a handful.
Eh, that’s the beauty of being an aunt.
You get to give him back at the end of the day.
Which is just how I like it.
Waste of them great udders you got.
- Thank you.
Mary Ann’s the same way. She never wanted kids.
She said it’s like growing a monster
inside of her for 9 months.
To me, it’s like the beauty of being a woman.
You get to do something magic like that.
Hey, bro.
Are those clowns really looking for bunnies?
Yeah. In a toxic coal mine, nonetheless.
Somebody must've tipped it off.
Said they saw an endangered rabbit or some shit.
Liberal pussies always breakin' balls.
I like rabbits.
Must've been one of those guys.
Which one?
Teddy. - Teddy?
- Teddy. - Teddy.
Guy's on a field trip.
Here for a good time.
He doesn't give a shit.
Or maybe one of our guys. These lazy fucks.
You think?
Wanted a little more down time to look at porn.
Wait, you get Internet?
Nah, I don't get internet. Nobody does.
Then how are they lookin' at porn?
Buddy, it was a joke.
We good?
- Thank you. - Yeah, and the road?
Oh, give the road another day.
I got a convoy of trucks and equipment myself
piling up the other side of that flood.
It’s okay. We don’t need the Internet for the sequencing.
You prefer the company of wolves to the convention in Copenhagen?
No?
- Thank you for the beds. - Sure thing.
But, hey, if you get sick tonight, don’t blame us.
Teddy’s cooking tagine.
Oh, I love tagine.
Excuse me, Emily.
I just wanted to say thanks.
- For what? - The chance to come out here.
Did we have a choice?
I’m just an intern in New World Conservation.
But I’m also a student in Slovenia.
Watching you all work, it’s been very educational.
What work?
Well, I love to cook, and since I’ve got the downtime,
you think the chef... Teddy.
He’s your son, right?
Oh, not my son.
Oh, well, um...
Do you think he needs a hand in the kitchen?
I’m sure he would love a hand, Sofija.
Okay. Cool.
Thanks.
Is it methane?
No, no. It smells organic.
Smells like bad ass.
Give it another go?
- Do you hear that? - I do.
Can you believe this crap?
Our first rat hole and our pants hit our ankles.
- Do you think it’s jasperite? - There’s no jasperite here.
And it wouldn’t give off that smell.
Do I gotta do everything around here?
Look at you bums scratching ass,
doing nothing.
- What is that? - Emily?
- We're here to protect... - Wildlife.
I know you signed off on that.
Yeah, we did, but now this gas.
No chemicals here, Nikola.
It smells organic, actually.
Whatever you found, I want to know.
- Shut it down, please. - Do you hear the drill?
We’re on the same page, bud.
- Hey, Em. - What?
The garbage is piling up.
We need to dispose of it. Like, it stinks
worse than whatever you guys just poked.
Hey, Danko, get the backhoe. Dig Teddy a garbage pit.
No, that’s not what I mean.
Like, we need to dispose of it properly.
There’s recyclables mixed in with organics.
Like, feel like a bunch of rednecks.
Teddy.
It wouldn’t be difficult to set up a station.
I’ll be happy to help.
Thank you, Sofija.
I’m gonna explain something
to you guys, all right?
That’s going to be a waste pit.
Where we’re standing right here,
it’s gonna be a big ass derrick
goes "whoosh" right up to the sky,
because this is gonna be a fracking site.
I know it goes against everything you guys believe in,
but here we are, doing a job
we are legally permitted and obligated to do.
So, when you’re on my time, on my job, Teddy,
you will go dig a garbage pit and bury the fucking trash.
I’m still happy to help.
All right. Frackus interruptus.
Luka! Pull out!
[ Sighs ] You know, Emily’s not the bad guy.
- Never said she was. - Actually, back home,
she’s like a big, pot-smoking hippie.
Even lived off the grid for a couple of years.
Oh, my God, she used to make me pick potatoes and lug water
from the spring, it sucked.
- Sounds romantic. - Oh, yeah. Yeah.
- I loved it. Yeah. - So how'd you start with...
Fracking?
Well, she had a solar business,
but it went bankrupt,
and, uh, I don’t know,
drilling buys the pizza, I guess.
Now with the international biz,
it’s, like, really off the charts.
I like pizza.
Me, too.
So, you’re a full-time chef back in the city?
No, no, I’m more of, like, a full-time fuck-off.
I needed the dough, and my aunt hooked me up.
Tell you the truth, what I really want to do is...
settle down, have some kids, like, be a stay-at-home dad.
So, how is that working out for you?
I’m working on it.
Hey, Danko. Yo, you gonna dig this pit?
What’s up?
Smoke break.
Looks like we hit the bunny mother lode.
I don’t think these are bunnies.
So, it was, uh, biology and animal studies, double major?
Yeah. And Nikola is my professor.
That’s how I got my in with New World.
He’s their lead scientist.
I bet it’ll be nicer working with animals more than people.
Oh, I’m not going to be a veterinarian.
Oh, no. What’s the degree for?
Parasitology.
Oh, like, um
bugs and worms and shit that eat you from the inside?
We are eating bugs all the time without even knowing it.
Did you know that parasites make up more than half
of all-known species on Earth?
It’s actually pretty fascinating,
an oddly human field of study,
because it’s all about relationships,
ones that are mutually beneficial
or ones that are in a mutual struggle for survival.
I’m telling you, it’s better than fiction.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Stop! Stop!
Man. What the fuck?
Holy shit.
The earth
wasn’t disturbed when I dug up, boss.
It stinks like the drill stinks.
Yeah. It does.
- That language, it sounds... - It sounds like French.
Great.
What's he saying, Teddy?
"Help me."
I think he’s saying "help me."
God damn it.
We need some fucking help here.
Em, what do you want to do now, though?
What can we do, John?
Road's out. No signal.
We keep the guy
- warm and safe. - Safe?
Why don't we keep ourselves safe
and lock this guy in one of these buildings?
John, he’s not a prisoner.
We kind of don’t know what he is.
He survived all that time in the dirt by himself.
He can spend a little time in a room by himself.
All right.
What do you want me to do?
First thing in the morning, get Danko and Filip
to drive down to where the road's blown out.
You want me to tell them to build a bridge?
No, John, but maybe someone
will be working on the other side
and get a little authority out here--
Serbian authority.
Don’t need our company getting involved
in some international cultural clusterfuck.
All right.
- This is fucked. - It's so fucked.
Um...
What’s he saying?
It sounds like he’s saying, like,
"Please, you, me"?
What’s that supposed to mean?
How the fuck would I know?
I took English.
- Ask him to explain himself. - Okay.
Um...
Uh, Monsieur...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy. Easy. It’s okay.
Okay. Take it easy. Okay.
What the hell was THAT?!?
Did you see that?
See what?
Something came out from his nose.
What? Like snot?
No, no, no, no, not like snot.
What'd he say?
Something about...
...inside of him.
- What? - How’s it going?
- Teddy. -"Please. You are me."
He’s saying it different this time.
Yeah. There, formal.
Uh, like, maybe because you’re old.
"Please. You are me."
- It doesn’t make any sense. - Em, I don’t speak French.
You came back from college saying you spoke fluent French.
I might have exaggerated.
- You took it? - One semester.
Yeah, at Dartmouth.
So, start using that Ivy League education
I helped pay for and translate some fucking French.
I need to speak with you outside.
Sofija. You too.
I saw something.
Saw what?
Something was coming out from his nose.
He’s filled with dirt, mucus is a natural way--
It wasn’t mucus. It wasn’t mucus.
- What did it look like? - I don’t know.
It looked like...
Like meat? - Yes.
Like meat, but alive.
Could it be a tumor?
- Does a tumor move? - Maybe it’s a worm.
That makes perfect sense.
- Maybe. - Shall we grab some samples?
Blood and skin, compare it to the samples
from the drill site, yeah?
- Yes. Thank you, Sofija. - Okay.
Wait. What does that have to do with anything?
The fact they have the same odor can’t be a coincidence.
I’ll get the kit. - Hey, we’re gonna need
- another hand, grab John. - Sure.
This world...
This world is fucking amazing.
Yeah.
This is so messed up.
Can we please let this guy get some rest?
He’s had plenty of time to rest in that dirt.
Sooner we know what we’re dealing with here, the better.
Still as possible, please.
- Whoa! - John! Get back!
- What? What happened? - See it?
- Yep. - See what?
Something protruding from his ear.
- Wonderful. - I didn’t see anything.
Can we please get this guy something to eat?
Yeah. Yeah. Uh, thank you.
Manger.
Eat. Manger, buddy. Eat.
Manger. Manger, buddy.
- You guys get what you need? - Yes.
Sofija, let's take a look.
John.
John, why don’t you get something to eat, too?
I’ll babysit.
- You sure, Em? - Yeah.
You know, American cheese would taste a lot better on that.
We just found this guy in a fucking ditch in the ground.
Frenchman deserves some Gruyere.
Yes, ma’am.
Why do we gotta keep this guy in a gulag?
He’s clearly not a threat.
Well, obviously he’s French.
But, look, this guy’s off.
Some kind of fucking cooties, you know?
I think he was asking us to kill him.
Maybe we should.
If Em and the science guys saw something coming
out of his nose.
Probably just some kind of parasite.
Yeah, but I don’t want some kind of parasite crawling in
and out of my holes.
We’re eating bugs all the time
without even really knowing it.
Says the guy cooking the sandwich.
Give me that thing, so I can relieve Em,
and maybe get through to this guy.
- Oh, you speak French now? - No, but I speak,
"I’m going to kick your ass if you don’t behave."
Just give me the fucking sandwich. Punk!
I think he prefers the company of women.
You want me to get Sofija?
No. He should be good now that you’re here.
Em, why don’t you take 5, and I’ll feed the guy?
No, I don’t think so.
I’ll behave. I promise.
Grilled cheese sandwich.
Very American.
You’re gonna love it.
Not gonna happen, amigo.
My friend, if there’s any killing done today,
I’m gonna be the one doing it.
As much as I’d love to cut
all this international diplomacy bullshit
and move the fuck on, I can’t.
So, could you please just eat your sandwich?
I understand, you want to kill yourself.
Oui. Oui.
There’s no we about it. If you’re gonna kill yourself,
you’re gonna have to do it all on your own.
Ah! You dick!
Be cool.
No parte.
Put the fucking knife down!
Hey! What the fuck are you doing?
Be cool.
Fuck. Ah, you motherfucker.
This feels wrong, Em.
Keeping the crew safe is my job, Ted.
And John was right.
We ought to be careful of this guy.
Hey.
- All good? - Whoa.
Nice beef there, Johnny boy.
- You okay, big guy? - I-I don’t know, I don’t know.
Did something happen?
Yeah. Something happened.
Was it my sandwich?
- Jesus. - Fucking Christ.
It’s a mummy.
I-I just don’t understand
how it could be this person one moment,
and then, a dried-up bag of bones the next.
You found him like this?
That’s what I said, isn’t it?
Hey!
- Isn’t this yours? - Yeah.
Well, how’d your knife enter the picture?
I don’t know.
Okay.
Well...
John, did you touch it?
No. I gave him the sandwich.
I stepped out to take a piss, and when I came back,
this is what he looked like.
Because it’s weird, John, that...
...that smell, it-- It’s not coming from the corpse.
It’s...
- coming from you. - Emily.
Okay, here’s the question.
Do we put it back where we found it?
- Yes. - No.
Do not forget-- Everyone at this camp
saw a living, breathing man
pulled from a ditch in the ground today.
Look, everyone in this camp
saw a living, breathing man pulled from a ditch today.
It was fucking weird. He disappears.
It’s fucking weird.
I think Teddy’s right.
Look, we’re going to wait for the authorities.
In the meantime, everybody just pay attention
to how you’re feeling, okay?
Maybe hit the shower too there, bud.
Guys...
we have found something.
It’s pretty incredible, actually.
What? What’d you find?
That smell. Are you okay, man?
- Fuck you. - Oh.
- What'd you fucking find? - John.
Call it a night. I’ll fill you in tomorrow.
Okay.
We need to see the subject.
It’s very important we keep him warm and safe.
Until we transfer him for further tests, and...
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
And we will need to quarantine that room, please, so we can
- check his vitals and-- - Hold your horses, folks.
No, no holding horses. This is our business now.
Open the door.
Thank you.
Oh, my God!
But this isn't possible!
You, uh, going a little far there, buddy?
Hey. You want some coffee?
I mean, it’s it’s old, but I like old coffee.
You know, it’s got more oomph to it.
I also like your wife’s tits.
- What? - Hm?
What’s up with you, man?
What-- What, you have a-- an ingrown hair or something?
No.
Well, you keep staring at that mirror
like something’s going to change.
That’s your face, and you’re stuck with it.
- I love this lady. - Mm-hmm.
I could...
hug her right now.
Listen, man, this-- this whole thing with the guy you...
the guy we dug up, it’s, uh...
...it’s fucking with my head as well, man. I...
I get it, okay?
I think he’s-- I think he’s old.
Guy's, like, my age.
I think he’s...
from-another-century old.
Well...
I guess someone got some bad acid up in Belgrade.
Jesus, John.
He was...
infected with something.
What do you mean, infected?
Like, contagious?
I don’t know.
He had something in him.
And now I think it’s in me.
We tested the subject’s blood sample.
Can we please call him a man?
- Of course. The man. - Whatever. Go on.
We looked at the cells and the DNA.
And aside from severe malnutrition,
it’s clear he is or was indeed your average human.
But the biopsy of his skin...
Sofi.
When I looked at his skin’s micrograph,
aside from his own epidermal cells,
I found something entirely... foreign.
Also eukaryotic, but decisively not human.
- You carry what? - Well, eukaryotic.
Like, plants, animals, right?
Keep going.
Fungi, protists.
- Their cells all have... - A nucleus.
- Bungo. - God, can you just...
Uh. Sorry. The foreign entity, the protist.
We have identified it as a kind of algae, uh,
from a group of dinoflagellates called zooxanthellae.
They live inside the tissue of other organisms
in a definite, symbiotic, mutually beneficial,
scratch-each-other’s-back relationship,
most commonly in the giant clam.
Yup, the protist nourishes the clam in environments
that are less than ideal for thriving.
And in turn, the protist is sheltered
within the clam's shell.
And you think that’s how the man was kept alive
under the ground?
In a nutshell.
But this is beyond anything
mankind has ever witnessed.
Just groundbreaking.
But this isn’t exactly the ocean. Like...
Oh, but it once was. Underneath the surface of the Earth--
the Earth you’re invading--
there are billions of years of silent geographical
and biological history, you know?
So, you’re saying there’s evidence of some giant clam
under our feet?
- Could be. - Or another mollusk.
- Yeah. - Their phylum is vast
as the ocean itself.
They’re snails,
cephalopods, like squids and octopus.
DNA-wise, there are similarities across the board.
- Go on. - We looked
at the sample taken from the drill head.
It’s organic.
Living tissue.
Wait. What’s-- What’s in you?
I don’t know.
It was coming out of...
his nose and out of his mouth.
You saw what?
Something long.
You think, uh--
You think you still have some of that acid
for your buddy, Christian? Like, a-- Like, a tiny bit.
You know, I don’t want to trip balls, like, well...
When I strangled him...
As one does with the French.
...whatever was in him...
went into me.
I saw that.
In a porno.
Can you smell me?
Well, I wasn’t gonna say anything,
but since you’ve mentioned it,
and we're in this huge fucking room together...
That’s the-- That’s what’s in me.
I can taste it.
I don’t know what to do.
Okay, so this French guy, he had this...
What? An escargot coming out of his nose and his mouth?
No. Like, tentacles.
Of course. What about his ass?
Did it, like, "wah!" through the pants
or, like, slid down the jeans?
Come on, John.
So, the slime from the drill head is living tissue from what?
It’s not a perfect match, by any means,
but it appears to share DNA
with a cephalopod called the Argonaut,
which is a really cool and fascinating octopus.
And here’s the thing.
The telltale sign.
Sofi tested the thin casing, the shell, the man was found in.
And whereas most shells are made of aragonite,
this shell was made of calcite
and a high proportion of magnesium carbonate,
which is more like an egg case.
- Did you say... - Egg case?
Mm-hmm. Like a brood chamber.
So, let me see if I’m getting this.
You and French fry over there, you got into a fight,
and a spaghetti and meatballs monster
just starts flying out of his face?
When I was choking him...
whatever was inside of him knew I was gonna win.
And it jumped teams.
Tell you what, old man.
I’ll arm wrestle you. How about that?
And once this meat monster sees my superiority,
it can jump up my ass.
And you can stop acting fucking weird.
How about that?
Then, maybe you can get, like, a...
...tomato bath or something.
Don’t worry. I’ll go easy on you.
So, this is pregnancy.
Can’t believe my mom guilt-tripped me over this shit
- for so many years. - Fuck you, dude.
Yeah, I’m gonna go hit the sack, Jack.
You could go hit the showers.
The female Argonaut creates a thin encasing, a shell,
where she keeps her eggs safe
until the sperm is stored there by a male.
The male has this little extra tentacle,
like a penis, that breaks off inside the egg case,
and then the female hangs on to it until she’s good
and ready to fertilize.
I mean, talk about autonomy.
So, this man was basically inside an egg case?
- We think so. - Then, where are the eggs?
And whose sperm?
Ah!
What? You want more?
Smelly cunt.
Whoa. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Oh.
What the fuck?
You really think this guy was hosting
some kind of juvenile...
Hosting would suggest that the man
was simply a housing unit for the eggs.
Which would typically lead to a brutal end.
But finish what you were saying.
So, if this man wasn’t hosting this...
whatever the fuck it is, then, that would mean...
- That’s not possible.
It’s a wild shot.
But nature
is the mother of invention.
Slow down a second.
You really think this is some kind of man mollusk?
Until we can get our hands on further evidence...
...we can only speculate.
But...
we all saw that thing hiding in his nose.
- I never saw it. - I saw it.
- Tell me it didn’t look like... - A tentacle.
- A really small one. - Okay, but our guy’s dead.
I mean, can’t we just assume it’s a done deal?
Absolutely not. We are looking at a highly-evolved species here
that was living in the Earth inside a preserved man.
And his corpse is no longer sheltering it.
How do people live out here?
People don't live out here, dipshit.
That's why we can fuck the place up.
No radio. No TV. No internet. No nothing.
City boy.
D'you bring any weed?
Huh?
Plenty.
Spark a joint for breakfast!
Hey.
Hm.
What?
My grandma came here to pick herbs and treat herself.
Seriously?
All this magnetic energy in the ground.
Nikola Tesla shit.
Can you stop babysitting? C'mon, give it.
Give it.
Hold up.
Didn't your grandma die of cancer?
Oh, yes.
Let's get rolling.
Hey, brother...
I brought my gun so we could shoot some cans.
Dear god.
What are you guys doing here?
Well, didn’t you tell us to check out the road, right?
- Yeah, yeah, I did. - Yeah.
Well, let me know how it goes.
- Okay. - Boss, boss, boss, uh,
you got, um...
Is that blood on you?
Are you okay?
Is that...?
Christian?
Hey.
Whoah. Careful!
Back the fuck up!
Can you load the gun and kill me?
Please!
Danko, you got blood on your feet.
Oh, yeah.
That’s...
That’s John’s blood.
John?
W-Where is he?
He blew into tiny pieces.
I think there's-- There-- There’s Filip's blood. too.
What? Filip's blood?
And...
Christian is also dead. But that one wasn’t me.
I swear. It was John.
John killed him.
Where is Filip?
And where's Christian?
The truck.
I just don’t believe it,
John would never...
It was Danko. He’s fucking crazy.
Yeah, because of the man you dig up, Danko...
Danko gonna make us all sick.
This is blunt force, Luka, and Filip was shot in the head.
And what about John, huh? He just
Listen up.
I need you both to go back to the base,
get two crates from the storage room,
put Christian’s body in one, and Filip's in the other,
and keep them in the hangar, do you understand?
What about John?
I’ll fucking take care of John! Go!
I don’t understand.
John was hiding Christian.
Filip had a gun. He wanted to shoot John.
I tried to stop him, but I-I accidentally--
I-I shot Filip,
and I know you won’t fucking believe me, but...
...a monster shit started coming out of John’s face.
I try to shoot John.
But even before I pulled the trigger, he-- he just...
Meat everywhere.
But why were you trying to kill yourself?
Because...
when John exploded,
I heard something under the car.
It was like a...
Like a ball of jelly.
Or a squid.
And then, like an umbrella,
it just jumped on me,
arms and slimy shit all over me and...
and in me.
It is now in me.
Can you smell me? Can you smell me?
It is now in me. Smell me, smell me!
Did you see that?
I saw it.
It’s...
- inside him now. - No shit.
Did you see what happened?
Yeah. You kicked his ass with a fucking monster in him.
- I didn’t lift a finger. - It’s true.
Whatever’s inside him has very little interest in me.
Or you.
Emily.
Please kill me.
It’s okay, bud. We’re gonna help you.
No, you’re not.
Yeah. We’re gonna get it out of you.
In me. Out of me.
I’m a dead man.
I’m sorry about your friend.
If two of us leave by foot,
we can make it to the main camp in, like, 2 days.
No, I don’t trust the floor hands.
They won’t split up, and I won’t be separated from you.
Okay, fine. Well,
then we need to tell them about Danko.
I think the cat’s out of the bag, Teddy.
No, I mean about what’s in Danko.
Oh, hell no. Shit’s about to snap as it is.
Okay, well, he’s not some fucking medical experiment
that Nikola gets to play with. Like, I feel for the guy.
And your little friend?
Em, all I’m saying is, let’s give him some humanity, okay?
Teddy...
...the best thing we can do for Danko and us
is to keep the crew in the dark
and let the science heads do their thing.
Who knows if the rest of us aren’t already...
Impregnated?
Infected. I was gonna say "infected."
You take care of the bodies?
Yes, boss.
- Thank you. - No problem.
Uh, now we deal with Danko. Hm?
- Danko's not going anywhere. - I know.
You see, we’re going to...
How-- How do you say, to give him mental pill to feel better?
- Hm? - It’s not gonna happen.
No, no, no, you see, he was trying...
To kill himself.
Kill.
He was trying to kill himself. Yes?
And now we help him.
Give him mental pill. He feels better. All happy, huh?
Not going to happen, Luka.
No, no, no, Emily.
You see, what I’m trying to say is...
that it's going to happen.
And French guy...
...he can eat pill, too.
French guy's already dead.
- Oh. - John killed him.
Good. Now we do...
for Danko.
Okay, well, who’s going to do it?
You, Bosko? Hey, Petar. How 'bout you?
And do we tell him first, or do we just walk in and...
We...
snake.
No, no. Sneak.
Ah.
Sneak up on him. Great idea.
Let’s shoot him in the back of the head.
And when the policija arrive?
We hide the body, bury it.
Please do not start digging any more fucking holes.
You gonna trust each other with that secret?
You gonna trust me?
What you trying to say, Emily?
You don’t cover for your own men, huh?
Yeah. Danko’s our man, too. Period.
Yes, yes, I see. You’re on yours, huh?
Luka, don’t be a dick.
And I haven’t soaked a tampon in years.
Now I just use 'em to plug my nose
when I got to deal with turds like you.
Emily.
You got 1 hour...
...1 hour to come up with a better plan,
and then we go.
Okay?
Bozo wouldn't know a period from a comma.
You comfortable, Danko?
Sure. Living the dream.
Is that a joke?
Em, look where we are.
No one is comfortable right now.
It’s a little tense on the base, Teddy.
You’re safer here for now.
I get it.
How big is it?
It’s small.
It’s like...
like an apple in my stomach.
But...
when I’m stressed, it kind of gets bigger.
It’s like...
like it’s trying to fill out all the spaces it can find.
Jesus Christ.
Have you seen a video of an octopus
trying to squeeze into a tiny, uh, hole?
Well, just like that.
But here I’m the tiny hole.
I’m so fucked, boss.
Well...
tell me.
Do you think it can hear us?
I think...
it can feel you.
Why do you think that?
Because when I shot at John,
even before I pulled the trigger,
this motherfucker just busted out of him like a piñata.
And...
when it was out...
that bitch wasn’t happy at all.
Bitch?
Nothing. Only boring human tissue.
What?
Oh my god.
What?
Give me the book.
What have you found?
Listen, we know this thing
- responds to aggression, right? - Okay.
But have you noticed it only reacts to Nikola,
to you, to-- to everyone except...
- Sofija. - And me.
- Right. - Why?
Because Sofija's a woman.
- And? - Sorry. You’re both women.
Mazel tov.
And women tend to be peaceful and nurturing.
I don't-- I don’t know. Sofija, that makes sense.
She’s very compassionate, but I don’t know, Em.
You’re not the most maternal. You can be kind of intimidating.
- Fuck off. - See?
I’m a woman, and Sofija is a woman.
Okay, but then why doesn’t it want women?
You guys literally have wombs.
Maybe we’re physically useless to it.
That doesn’t mean you can’t kill it,
but that’s usually when it tends to jump ship.
Yeah, but if it jumps ship, and I’m useless,
then, it’s-- it’s out in the open.
It’s vulnerable. Maybe it’s big MO is...
...you. Not women.
Men. This thing needs men to survive, to feed off of.
I don’t fucking know, to...
to incubate.
Hm...
Welcome to the club.
Emily.
Am I fucked? I’m fucked, right?
I know I’m fucked.
You, my good man, are going to be legendary.
'Cause I’m so fucked.
It’s beyond any kind of fucked ever known before, huh?
- You’re blessed. - Trust me, man, I’m not.
But you are. You’re carrying a living, growing organism.
No shit.
- Take it out of me! - But it’s a miracle.
Okay. I’m not liking where this is going.
Sofija.
Hey, can somebody fill me in here, huh?
Okay, we examined tissue from the wounded organism
- that was hiding inside, uh... - John?
Yes, John. And the DNA doesn’t lie.
Wait, you’re--
You’re not saying what I think you’re saying?
Oh, it’s bad. It’s bad. Huh? I don’t even want to know.
Just kill me, okay? Please, kill me.
No, no, no, no, no, you will not harm yourself.
Nor the life of this creature.
- No. - I don’t want it!
Understand?
The mother, wherever she may be,
chose that man you dug up to fertilize her egg.
- Egg? - Yeah.
To-- To what the egg?
Uh, fertilize.
You know?
Fertilize?
Fertilize. - And she succeeded.
So, mama monster fucked the French guy.
He fertilized her egg. Yes.
And the premature infant, their baby...
...the one you saw, grew within that man.
And now it needs shelter within you to continue growing,
to survive.
Otherwise, it would have fled.
Fuck that thing. What about me? Hm?
Your job is to keep it safe and nourish it
until it’s ready to live outside the womb.
There is no way under the fucking sun
we can make him keep it.
Nikola.
There's got to be a way.
And watch it die?
Look...
if all you care about is this baby monster...
...I’m telling you, just kill me, and it’s all yours.
Fuck that. Why would he have to die?
Because it’s not gonna leave me until you make it leave me.
No!
Nikola, it’s an anomaly. It's a parasite.
You disappoint me, Sofija.
You are an insult to all we work to protect.
Go. Go join these pirates and drill a nasty hole in the Earth.
- Go. - Hey!
Shh.
You know what, Nikola?
This thing is sucking off of this poor guy.
Just like this fracking site is gonna suck off the Earth.
You know...
if anyone touches hair on this man’s head,
they’ll have to go through me.
What a fucking shit show.
Here comes the peanut gallery.
Emily.
- We make a deal? - Let’s hear it.
Me and Tim. We are walking out of here.
- That’s a good idea. - Okay?
We walk to woods.
There is about, uh, 30 kilometers
from here, village.
- Okay. - Okay.
- We’re taking Danko. - Smart.
We're gonna take him to policija for you? Hm?
Isn't that right, guys? Taking him to the police.
Thank you.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Hey. There’s one thing, though.
Nikola, the professor...
Danko's his new lab rat.
Oh. Oh. Don’t worry.
We take care of Nikola.
You're welcome.
Hey, Teddy. Can you make us something for takeaway?
He can.
Tagine.
That would be if you have it.
What the fuck, Emily?
Teddy, do you think they were here to negotiate?
Let me see your gun.
- What? - Give me your gun.
- You know I don’t have a gun. - Exactly.
Sofija, what about you?
I like my violence up close.
Yeah, well, good luck with that.
These guys all have guns and magazines to kill a small city.
Teddy, you saw what happened to John.
Danko is a lost cause. You all know it.
So, you're just going to send these guys into the woods
to kill Danko and not tell them
that he's a fucking time bomb?
Yeah, because if they kill him here,
then that thing just jumps into another man,
and it's a whole new shit show.
What if it's your time to get knocked up?
You ready for that?
At least they'll be in the wilderness.
Do you think that Nikola's right?
- This thing will die on its own? - I do.
Let's hope to fucking God that they keep their distance
and it ends here.
It just feels wrong.
Hey.
You are my priority, okay?
You're the only family I got.
I'm not making them jack shit, though.
It wasn't a request, Ted.
Do you need a hand with that couscous?
My hands are tied on this, Danko.
Actually, mine are.
Stay the fuck away!
You want the virus, too?
Ain't no virus, Ivan.
What can I do, Danko?
You're doing it, or he is.
I don't care, just...
Just do it fast, okay?
Now you're infected!
A virus sounds so good right now.
Danko.
Time to go.
Hey, scumbag! Get the fuck off!
I'm wearing gloves. It's fine.
Don't be an idiot!
Don't worry about it.
Let's go, Danko.
Emily. - Yeah.
You're taking him to the authorities, I got it.
But, Luka, when you do,
make sure you give him some space.
- Okay, boss. - No.
I mean, like, a big-ass space.
Do you think Nikola is right?
Are we...
...killing an innocent creature? I mean...
It's not this thing's fault, right?
No, it's-- it's not its fault.
And Nikola is right.
Life perpetuates itself.
It creates intricate wonders...
and brutal things.
And...
many need our protection, sure.
But I just can't accept that...
this one deserves more protection than Danko.
Or John.
Or you.
Even if it one day grew to look like me?
Let me breathe. Fuck.
Whine or walk. Come on.
Okay, guys. Just give me a little space.
If you keep bullshitting, I'll kill you.
Good! Just do it from over there.
Ain't gonna catch what you got from here.
Your funeral.
Come on. Let's do this.
Do we shoot him all at once?
So we all got equal skin in the game?
Great idea, Petar!
Let's all get in a circle and just talk it out.
Fuck off. You know what I mean.
Like a firing squad, yeah?
What are we waiting for?!
Danko. See that tree over there?
Go on.
Start walking over there.
Fine. But give me more space.
Maybe it won't see you.
Talking crazy, crazy man.
A virus can't see you.
This ain't a virus! It's...
It's a fucking monster.
Good one. Let's get moving, monster.
Towards the tree.
I'm telling you.
I've got a goddamn bun in the oven and it ain't fun.
Very funny. Now walk.
Shut up!
This is bullshit.
Ivan. Don't be so angry, brother.
Angry makes you miss.
Danko.
It's time.
Go. Go!
Wait, bro.
Oh, please please, please,
please, please tell me...
tell me those guns were not for him.
Where is he?
The team took Danko to get proper care.
You fucking missed!
Missed my ass.
He exploded like a tomato!
You scared the shit out of me.
I don't even know what the hell we're looking for!
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't you see?
Nature, the world we know,
Earth is always finding ways to renew itself.
To better itself...
...despite humans killing it.
And we are-- We are ungrateful. We are terrible.
We are selfish.
We are the monsters.
Believe it or not, I voted for Bernie Sanders.
And this...
...this gift of nature, this miracle of evolution...
...this is our future.
Our salvation. Can't you see?
Two highly intelligent beings merged into one.
And you?
You want to extinguish it
before it even reaches its full potential.
I think we've seen its full potential, Nikola.
It's not looking very good for the father.
Did you know that...
a mother octopus...
stops feeding once when she laid her eggs?
She'll stay and watch over them,
even eating herself until she slowly starves to death
by the time they hatch.
Such dedication.
Sacrifice.
What a mother.
I would be honored...
...if I were in that position.
Man.
How many eggs does the octopus lay?
Thousands.
What the fuck was that?
- That's a big fucking virus! - Psst.
Aaaah!
You got enough water?
Honestly, I'm sure we'll get there tonight,
but, yeah, I'm ready for a fuck fest.
Don't worry.
Guys.
Danko?
Danko... dead.
This is on you.
Cunt.
Guys, time to get rolling.
Hey, man. Hey.
And the living being inside him?
Are you hungry?
I have some nuts. How are you feeling?
Are you warm enough? Can you tell me?
Did you see it first? Does it have features?
Don't worry, don't worry, I won't tell.
I'll be quiet as a mouse. Trust me.
What was your name?
I'm Nikola, Dr. Nikola Klesic.
I can help you.
These others will hurt you. I'll protect you.
Fuck you! Give it a rest, huh?
Emily, he tried to say to us
to keep distance.
Danko tried so hard, but no, no, we didn't listen.
So, now the others are all dead.
And now I'm a monster.
Let me help you, I know people.
Yes.
And now-- now I know you.
I cannot go home.
I got five kids.
I'm like a bomb.
Doctor cuts me. Boom!
No, no, no, my friend, no one will cut you.
You just have to wait a little. Let it grow.
And when it's ready, it will surely leave the womb.
- All babies do. - Oh.
Oh, yeah.
Nikola, are you stupid now? Huh?
Stupid. He's stupid.
Please. I saw this monster.
And I know what he can do to me or to you.
And I know that violence...
violence is something that this guy really don't like.
Violence cannot kill this monster.
I heard that water is nice way to die.
No!
- Yes. - No, no, no.
Emily.
Tell my wife...
Tell her I'm drowned...
...because I was never a good swimmer.
- No. - Yes, she'll believe that.
Mm?
Please, no.
No.
[ Whispering ] Nikola. Nikola.
Let's go!
Let's go.
Sofija, please, help me.
Sofija. Sofija, help me! Kill it!
Sofija, kill it! Sofija, help me!
Help me, Sofija! Kill it! Kill it!
Kill it!
Get it gone.
Get it out of me.
Fucking run!
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