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Alien Apocalypse (2023)

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[dramatic music]

[chatter over radios]

Shuttle from Proxima B,

you are cleared for landing.

Landing gear down,

runway seven is open.

You called for security detail?

We need to get this sample

to Dr. Celeste

or Jeffery Daniels

on the 38th floor immediately.

I can do that.

Please, be careful.

This is an organic sample

from Proxima B.

We cannot risk any contamination

with Earth particulates.

Organic sample from Proxima B.

We won't know what they

are until they run the tests,

but you clearly

understand how serious this is

and how important it is

that these make it to

their destination

quickly, securely, and safely.

Of course.

Right away.

Dr. Daniels?

Your samples from

Proxima B, sir.

Celeste.

Hey.

Is that what I think it is?

It is.

Direct from the

closest exoplanet,

a mere four light years away,

I bring you biosamples

from Proxima B.

Excellent.

What are you doing?

Hey, we should sequence

the genome first.

You're jumping ahead.

Ease up, sweetheart.

Not your sweetheart anymore.

Don't you want to see

what we got?

Amazing.

Jeffery, this

looks like...

life.

Yeah, real funny.

No, seriously.

What?

Actual life

from another planet.

Oh, that's unbelievable.

Instead of a cellular structure,

this looks like a mechanical

structural construct.

The spectrometer is showing

a carbon-based

biological signature.

It is organic.

Right, okay, but it's

acting like a machine.

Like nanobots.

Tiny machines working together

to create larger machines.

I know what nanobots are.

Of course you do.

You know everything.

All I'm saying is it's

exhibiting qualities of both.

Organics and nanobots.

Didn't Tufts develop

something like this?

But this is...

This is far more advanced.

Those were very basic.

The holy grail for ONBs is

to work off of organic material

to build more ONBs.

Like imagine feeding garbage

to a sample of ONBs

to build more

complex machines.

I wonder...

I'm going to take this sample

and test it in the CRISPR

where we should have started.

Well, that's your opinion.

I'm going to take my sample and

test it in the mass spectrometer

where I can check

its chemical identity.

Ah!

The vial broke.

Biohazard protocol. Now!

Celeste, look.

The sample's grown to

ten times its size.

Activate clean room protocol.

Now!

Go.

[alarm blaring]

We need to let

this whole level down.

On it.

[alarm blares]

You activated

the clean room protocol?

-Yes.

-What happened?

We were examining samples

from Proxima B.

He shattered the vial

and cut his finger.

Does he need medical assistance?

Medical assistance.

He needs to be more careful,

-especially with untested--

-It was my fault.

I bumped into him.

I should have been more careful.

A cut and broken vial doesn't

lead to the activation

of a clean room protocol.

What led to that decision?

The sample, whatever it was,

seemed to ingest his blood

and just started expanding.

Expanding?

Ten times its size, at least.

Let's confirm

the clean room protocol.

Do what it was supposed to do.

We'll confirm the situation

is safe.

Lock the door behind us.

We'll signal when

to let us back out.

If we're green across the board,

we'll call on the medical team.

From there, they can extract

any organic material

that might have survived.

They'll perform an autopsy

and maybe we'll get to

the bottom of this thing.

Of course.

No sign of movement.

Looks good so far.

Hey!

Got something here.

What is it?

Looks like

it's been contained.

You know, let's get

the meds team in here,

get this clean-- Ah!

Ah!

sh**t it! sh**t it!

I can't!

It's all over you!

sh**t it already!

It can't get out!

Ah!

[shrieks]

[shouting]

I'm gonna get you out of there!

Don't!

It's a contamination!

You open that door,

it'll spread all over the lab!

This is protocol!

Don't let it out.

Don't let it escape!

-[thud]

-Ah!

[screaming]

We need to tell the director.

Prepare evacuation.

Right.

We cannot let this escape.

[alarm blaring]

An Alpha Bio Level 1 lockdown

has been initiated on Level 30.

That's Celeste's Lab.

Confirm containment.

Lockdown successful.

Containment confirmed.

Celeste's Lab is on Level 30.

Find her for me, please, Diane.

That's the only

ONB sample, correct?

It's contained?

Yeah.

Okay, good.

Let's get a hold of my dad.

Go, go, go, go.

[phone rings]

Central command.

Director, I have Celeste

on the comm link.

Celeste, are you all right?

We have a Level 4 biosafety

concern at Lab 36.

Celeste, that's a

mandatory quarantine

until the alert group

can get there.

I know, Dad.

No choice.

What's the situation?

While studying a sample

from Proxima B,

we encountered an extremely

aggressive organism

of organic nanobots.

We lost two first responders.

They were completely

devoured by the ONBs.

You're saying you've

made first contact?

Yes.

JEFFERY: However, after

ingesting organic material,

it transmuted itself into

a spores-like structure

that swarmed the lab,

ingesting all organics.

We're lucky we got out

before it expanded.

It could have been us.

For our safety,

we had to initiate

the clean room protocol.

Understood.

I'm glad you're safe.

After quarantine

and decon the lab,

we'll see if we can

retrieve any remaining samples.

No, Dad, you don't understand.

Protocol locked down the lab,

but it didn't get rid

of what's in there.

They're still alive.

Celeste, that reaches

1,000 degrees Kelvin.

Proxima B has an orbit

very close to its star.

It encounters bouts of extreme

ultraviolet radiation,

hundreds of times greater

than Earth from the sun,

and perhaps giving this

life form

some inherent heat resistance.

CELESTE: So we're dealing with

an extremophile biology

that is tough to k*ll.

What's the total

amount of organic input

received by the ONB?

Rough estimate,

145 to 150 kilograms

of organic fluid

and solids combined.

Estimate growth?

From microscopic to about

3 kilos of mass

in a matter of minutes.

Considering the small amount

of organic material consumed

versus the instantaneous

and exponential growth,

if that's allowed free access

to the Earth's environment...

Celeste, I'm sending

an Alien Life Emergency

Response team

to you immediately.

Copy that.

Wait here until ALERT arrives.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I don't like this at all.

If the organism is trapped

in the lab, just leave now.

I can't leave, Dad.

It's protocol.

Your protocol.

My protocol?

You're my daughter, Celeste.

I know.

It'll still be your daughter

when all of this is over.

Stay safe.

I'm sending

the ALERT team immediately.

Dad...

Thanks.

For everything.

Director Storm, 11385EB.

Deploy alert extraction

on level 30

of Dr. Celeste and

Jeffery Daniels' ASAP.

Confirm.

Roger. Understood.

Talia, initiate

evacuation of X-Lab.

Get me Washington

on the line, please.

Yes, sir.

Initiating

X-Lab-wide evacuation.

Copy that, Talia.

I'll stay on the floor,

do a sweep,

and ensure everyone's safety

until alert gets here.

[alarm sounding,

people clamoring]

-This way.

-No.

X-Lab-wide evacuation

is active,

and I have

General Bennett on the line.

Thank you.

General Bennett.

What can I do

for you, Edward?

Joe, we believe

we made first contact

with an alien life form.

We've initiated

an Alpha-1 bio-lockdown

to contain its

aggressive nature.

I want you looped in.

First contact?

From where?

Well, the sample was

returned from Proxima B.

It was being examined

by my daughter and her husband.

Well, it's her ex-husband now.

It is presently contained.

But it is aggressive,

and I wanted you to be aware.

I'll alert the Joint Chiefs

and the National Guard,

trusting you and your team

to keep it contained

down there at X-Lab.

Okay?

You keep me posted.

Where is the evac team?

I'll keep them inside

the building now.

Okay, we're in the building,

heading to level 30.

What are they doing?

[rustling]

I don't know.

The way I see it,

as soon as we evac,

we have to k*ll these ONBs.

That's a pretty

black-and-white view, Jeffery.

It's the practical path.

It is, but this is first

contact with an alien life form.

It's more complicated than that.

Is it?

Celeste, we don't know

what it's capable of.

Exactly, and even if

we could k*ll them, how?

You're right.

I thought you said

they were in there.

They are.

Well, the swarm is gone.

What?

How is that possible?

I don't know, did they escape

through the conduits

or the vents or

something like that?

No, no, no, no.

All ways out are closed

as soon as the clean room

protocol is activated.

They're trapped.

There's no way out.

Then where are they, Jeffery?

Maybe they returned

to their microscopic form

and are still in there,

but we can't see them.

Let's run a bio-scan of the lab

and see if they're

still in there.

Nothing.

The scan's clear.

And yet they survived.

The clean room protocol

didn't affect the ONBs,

but it did affect the lab.

I know where they are.

What are you talking about?

Come, come with me.

I'll show you.

All right, each lab is sealed

inside an outer housing,

creating an air gap.

During the clean room protocol,

a huge amount of

pressure is created

and blows through thousands

of tiny perforations

of the walls of the lab,

releasing the expanding air and

mitigating the expl*si*n, right?

You think they use

these tiny perforations

to escape the air gap?

The labs are built

for containment,

but the ONBs might be able to

get through the outer shells.

-Might?

-I don't know.

I'm just an exobiologist.

Well, how do we know for

sure if they're escaping?

Well, we can run

a bio-scan in the labs,

but there's no scan

for the hallways.

Jeffery, these are

nanometer tiny.

It would be like trying

to find a gas leak.

It's staring us in the face.

What are you going to do,

wash them?

No, no, you said it yourself.

We're looking for

a gas leak, right?

Okay, hold this.

Now, the labs are locked down,

so we don't have any equipment.

Wait a second.

All right, close it.

Give it a shake.

But, we can use a trick

my dad taught me.

You spray soapy water over

the area in question,

and you look for bubbles.

And wherever you get bubbles,

that's where your

gas is leaking.

Pretty elegant solution,

Dr. Daniels.

Thanks.

Now, the ALERT should be here

in a minute,

but if the ONBs can escape,

maybe we can know

where they are.

Okay.

Okay. Bubbles mean the ONBs are

coming through in that location.

Got it. Bubbles equal

flesh-eating nanobots.

Yeah, keep your eyes open.

They're going to be small

and probably in one place.

[spraying]

Okay.

Do you see anything?

Nothing.

[sizzling]

Jeffery.

Run. Run!

Come on! Come on!

We have to let my dad

know they escaped.

How?

Shh!

[panting]

Okay.

Is it safe?

Nothing.

They're gone.

Jeffery, they're in your suit!

[screams]

No!

Jeffery!

[screaming]

Watch out!

[panting]

Let's go! Let's go!

[screams]

Go!

Come on, Jeffery!

Stay with me!

[grunting]

We need to override it.

Undo the lockdown, okay?

What's the code?

23...

Oh, God!

Come on, come on, come on!

Celeste, hurry!

[shrieks]

Let's do this!

Come on!

Come on, Jeffery.

Jeffery, we can't stay here.

Come on.

Come on, Jeffery.

Celeste, I'm so excited

that you're here.

I can't stay here.

We have to go.

They're right outside.

We have to go.

We have to run.

We can't stay here.

No, no, no.

Celeste, Celeste.

The lab is sealed.

You're okay.

See? Look.

Hello?

Anyone out there?

Dr. Celeste?

Jeffery?

Hello?

Your father contacted

me when he realized

that I was locked on

the same level as you.

He sent me to help.

I'm here to help you.

Here to help Jeffery,

all right?

He appears unconscious.

Has a weak pulse.

His pupils...

His pupils are dilated.

So, it's true.

You've made first contact?

Yes.

And the lacerations

and damage to his skin

are from the aliens?

Yeah, they're flesh eating.

If you're injured,

announce yourself.

[clang]

I can help you.

If you can't talk,

make a sound.

Any sound.

He's having a reaction.

He needs some epinephrine,

adrenaline.

Tell me everything

you know about the aliens.

They're hostile.

Adrenaline?

Is he infected?

Well, we don't know that yet.

His body is having

a reaction to the attack.

It's sending it into shock.

So, we need to counteract

that

before we can investigate and

find out if he's infected.

This should wake him up.

[grunting]

-Get it off!

-It's okay. It's okay.

Jeffery, it's okay.

You're safe. You're safe.

It's okay.

Oh, Celeste.

Oh, God.

Oh, God,

I thought I lost you.

I'm right here.

What about the ONBs?

Are we safe here?

[rustling, clanging]

[thudding]

[creaking]

[screaming]

Yeah, for the moment.

We're sealed in,

but make no mistake,

we have to get out of here

as fast as possible.

Okay, let's make sure

that there's no

alien pathogens in Jeffery.

Then we'll be able to make plans

for our next move, all right?

Right over here, Jeffery.

Come on.

-You okay?

-Can you move?

-Right over here.

-Okay.

-You okay?

-Yeah, I'm okay.

[grunts]

-Careful. Careful.

-Sit down.

How did you stop the ONBs

from attacking?

He used a fire extinguisher.

I'm not even sure

why it worked.

The floral protein

in the extinguisher,

it's supposed to create

a slick surface

between the surface of

the item and the fire,

and it's the slick properties

that probably caused

the ONBs to slide

right off of Jeffery's skin.

Here we go.

Now, everybody here at X-LAB

has a medical record

that's on file.

I'm taking some blood.

We will be comparing the

properties of Jeffery's blood

to what's on the X-LAB's files.

If there's any difference,

then we'll know if there's

any alien pathogens.

I'm going to use this probe

with an electric current.

It's going to send a

current through the blood

and make it boil

if there's an alien pathogen

in there

as though

they were being attacked.

Are you ready?

Yeah.

Wait.

Okay, what if he is infected?

Well, if he's infected,

then we'll be put

on permanent quarantine

until we're cleared by

the NIH or WHO.

If we're not cleared, then...

No reaction.

Thank goodness.

One more test to see if

there's any lingering

ONBs on the surface

of your body.

Step back.

Okay.

No lingering ONBs on

the surface of your body.

All right.

Let's see what kind of

damage has been done.

Oh.

Looks like microscopic

piranha bites.

Here.

Why aren't you evacuated, Doc?

Well, I was trapped on

the same level as you were,

and then I got a call

from Director Storm,

letting me know and

briefing me on the ONBs.

After that, I said that I would

do anything I could to help.

To be honest, the idea of

seeing an actual alien life form

is very exciting.

There's nothing

exciting about this.

We have to figure out

how to k*ll them and fast.

Of course, of course.

I'm sorry.

Give me your hands.

-Shh, shh.

-[rustling]

What's that noise?

It sounds like...

Drilling.

[grinding]

I'm gonna pull up the feed

in the hallway.

They're literally drilling

a hole through the door.

How much time do we have?

We have about five minutes until

they get through that door.

How do we fight them?

Do you have something in here?

This is not a weapons lab.

My work is not aggressive.

It's to contain things.

That's it.

If we can't k*ll them now,

we contain them

until we figure out

how to k*ll them.

Show us your field generator.

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

When it's fully operational,

it's designed to contain

highly charged particles

during a fusion reaction.

Well, that's handy.

We use the field

to contain the ONBs.

What do you think?

Yes, it's worth a try.

Now, we're going to need

to re-establish

the cryogenic fluids

that were turned off

during the lockdown,

and we're gonna need

massive amounts of power.

I'm on it.

So what do we need to do

to get this operational?

We need to prime each one

of the cryogenic pipes

prior to the pre-chill

sequence, but...

it needs to be exact.

I'll work on restoring the

cryogenic lines and the power.

The sooner we can get this up

and running, the better.

Okay, you need

to use this chart.

And be careful because of the

extremely cold temperatures

needed for

the superconducting magnets.

All of the plastics were

becoming too brittle,

and I had to come up with a new

insulator for all my wires.

And because of that, if

this isn't done precisely,

none of this will work.

Great.

Here we go.

[beeping]

[air hisses]

Okay, good.

Valve normal, next.

Nominal, next.

Oh, no, no, I'm getting

an abnormal reading.

The pressure's building.

Lock it down.

It's not responding.

I have no response here.

What are you doing?

It's going to blow.

I'm adjusting all values

to a neutral flow.

What's the code

for flow regulation?

TK-421.

I'll regulate the flow from

further down the supply line.

Release some pressure, and

we should be back on track.

You did it.

What in the world?

Celeste taught me that trick.

We had a similar issue back

in ExoB.

Dr. Kirby, I have a problem.

What's wrong?

I've got the cryo

and power lines up,

but the boot-up hangs every

time I try to initiate it.

Well, the boot-up system

and the subroutines

they're not supposed to work

at the same time,

but they're supposed

to work together.

Otherwise, they cancel

each other out.

Here, let me try this.

Great.

We're online.

Get it powered up.

Drilling's getting louder.

It's going to take

about five minutes.

We don't have that long.

What can we do in

the next two minutes?

Oh, maybe 60 percent?

Great.

We'll take it.

Initiating startup sequence.

Okay, Jeffery, make sure

that the mains are on

and locked for the

superconducting magnets.

We've got juice!

Let's go.

They're getting closer

to breaching the door.

No, we have a problem.

In full power, the magnets

had enough strength

to direct the ONBs into

the containment field

and hold them,

but at 60 percent,

they're only able

to contain them.

So the field will hold them,

but we need to lure them

into the containment area?

Exactly.

If maybe we could use some

sort of organic bait

to set the trap, if we all got

behind the containment area,

and our organic mass drew the

ONBs from the entrance to there,

and then when they were

in the containment field,

we turned on the generator

and we could trap them.

You two should hide.

I'll act as bait.

That's sweet, but stupid.

No, he's right.

We have to get together.

We cannot let

the alien split up.

It has to be all of us.

The safest place would be

behind the containment area,

and that's where we'll be.

Agreed?

Agreed.

Yeah.

All right, let's get

to our station.

Ready to activate

the containment field.

Come and get us.

[whirring]

Is everybody all right?

We did it.

We did.

I can't believe

I'm looking at aliens.

I'm going to make sure our power

levels are solid.

I'll check the cryogenic flow.

Fascinating.

Power levels are stable.

Valves look good.

X-Lab evacuation, complete.

Great.

Now, where's that evac team?

Well, your dad ordered it.

I'm sure they're on their way.

Hey, Doc.

You said you had to

use a different insulator

for the wiring because the

plastic was too brittle.

Yes, the petroleum plastic

wasn't working, so...

I replaced them all with

plastics derived from soybeans.

Soybeans?

Yes.

The ONBs are eating

right through it.

They're going to short

out the force field.

Run! Run!

Design is so elegant.

[gasps, screams]

Come on.

Come on, hurry.

-[beeping]

-Come on. Come on.

We're not going to make it!

Ah!

Push 'em back, Troopers.

Get them out of here,

Sanchez, now!

General Bennett is on his

way from Washington

and should be arriving soon.

Good.

Celeste?

Daddy.

You're safe. Everything's

going to be all right now.

We lost Dr. Kirby.

What happened?

It was horrible.

We weren't able

to k*ll the ONBs.

We were able to push them back

and reactivate the bio lockdown.

Right now, they're

trapped on level 30.

Okay, you two go to sick bay.

Come on.

No, that can wait.

We need to k*ll them.

She's right.

They need to be stopped now.

We're in agreement on this.

They have to be destroyed,

but until we know how to k*ll

them, we have to contain them.

[chattering]

So where were they last?

By the North elevator shafts.

There.

What are they doing?

They can't eat it.

Wait, there on the side.

The USB port, zoom in on that.

Are they trying to interface

with the computer system?

Talia, scan the network.

See if they've

breached the system.

Even if they can interface

with the hardware,

how could they speak to it?

I doubt they know C++.

No, but all code is binary,

not just on Earth, everywhere.

They can brute force

a mechanical software attack

and gain access.

Sir, the ONBs have gained

access to

the valve flow control subsystem

and the root directory.

-Firewalls?

-Ineffectual.

Silo all systems now.

Siloing all systems.

Done.

The breach has been contained

in the HVAC control system.

The rest of our computer

system should be safe.

If they control the HVAC, that

means that they can gain access

to the entire facility

through the venting system.

Override, shut down all vents.

We've been locked out

of the HVAC system.

I can't shut them down.

All right, all right, we can't

shut them down from here,

but we can manually from

the subbasement under level 30.

Okay, look, we can

shut them down manually.

I get it, that's my job, but

what I don't understand is

why don't we just

evacuate everybody here

and nuke this place?

Because as I told you, we don't

understand their biology.

We don't understand the threat.

If we nuke them, it could create

an even bigger problem.

We have to contain them,

study them,

and find their weakness.

Copy that, okay.

We shut it down manually.

And retrieve a sample.

Wait, what?

You said it, Dad.

We need to study them.

They're going to be on level 30.

They can collect a sample

while they're there.

Then how?

With a decontamination

wand from the hangar.

Okay, copy that.

We shut it down manually.

Keep the ONBs from escaping

and get the sample.

I'll need to go too.

What? Why?

Even though we can shut

off the valve manually,

I'll need to gain access to

the terminal at the valve.

Write code so they

can regain control.

He's right.

Okay, well then,

I'm going to stay here

and help you avoid them.

Sounds like a plan.

I'll be able to see things

you guys can't.

So please, listen.

Always.

Jeffery, this is

life and death.

I will.

Don't worry.

It's going to be okay.

Wish you were a better liar.

You know, if this all works out,

maybe we could...

For good luck.

Celeste, I...

I know.

[sighs]

Gum?

Food aggressions.

[chittering sounds]

Stay on me.

We're in.

CELESTE:

The access to the subbasement

is down the main corridor.

Then turn right at

the intersection.

There you'll find an access

door to the subbasement.

Copy that.

CELESTE: Jeffery, do you have

the decontamination wand

for the sample?

I do.

CELESTE: Also, since we

don't know how the ONBs

perceive the surroundings,

stay out of sight and be

as quiet as possible.

Silent and invisible.

Check.

The door's open.

I can get the sample now.

No, we can't risk it.

We shut the HVAC

valve down first,

then we get the sample.

Sanchez, close this door,

I'll cover you.

What about that?

Don't worry about it.

[rustling]

[sizzling]

What the hell?

Everybody, move! Get out!

On me!

All right, get the valve!

Secure this area.

CELESTE: There's the

access door on the left.

The ONBs are almost free.

Hurry up!

The valve's stuck.

We need a minute, Doc.

The computer's offline.

Booting it on now.

Ah, come on.

They've escaped.

Looks like they're

heading towards you.

Got it.

All right.

How are we doing?

Tick tock.

Yeah, almost there.

Come on, Jeffery.

They're there in 20 seconds.

Oh, no pressure.

Thanks, Celeste.

And... done.

[clanging]

I've closed the vents.

I've locked the back door

to the computer system.

The ONBs are approaching

from the south.

We head to the north elevators.

Good. Let's get out of

this rat hole.

Come on. Move!

Fire!

Fall back! Now!

Move!

Move, Sanchez! Move!

Where are we going?

They've blocked off

the north elevators!

You're clear to head to

the south elevators,

and we'll open that bulkhead.

Bateman, secure the elevators.

Get ready to leave.

We're going to make

a stand here.

Locked and loaded and get ready.

Jeffery, get ready to

get your sample.

Stay frosty.

-Fire!

-[energy blasts]

The disruptors concussive force

is stunning them and

pushing them back.

Jeffery, get in and

get a sample.

I'll cover you.

Landon, get him to the elevator.

Move! Move!

Fire!

Light it up!

[energy blasts]

Come on!

Fire! Light it up!

Agh!

Ah!

No! Fall back!

Exfil in the elevator! Now!

Move!

What the hell was that, huh?

I was told we were up

against possible alien life

on the nanometer scale.

That was the ripping

my team apart scale.

Captain Jensen, the biology

of these creatures

is rapidly developing.

Oh, yeah? Then why don't

we rapidly k*ll them, huh?

Hell, this place

is evacuated already.

Why don't we set

the self-destruct for X-Lab

and call it a day?

Captain, we still don't

know how to k*ll it.

It survived fire,

explosions, your disruptors.

We don't know how to k*ll it.

The only way to figure

that out is to study them.

That's right.

Well, we have the sample.

Let's study it.

Let's figure out

how to k*ll them.

How about this?

The Alpha-1 Biolockdown

is secure.

The ONBs are contained

on level 30.

Let's figure out a plan to

contain them permanently,

and if we can't,

we blow up X-Lab.

Okay.

Two things.

One, we do it right here.

I don't want to chance

this thing escaping

or waste any time

going anyplace else.

And two, when it comes

time to make the call,

and it will come time,

I make it.

-Fair.

-Fair.

That's the deal.

They're sensitive to sound.

I don't know if that

means anything.

Maybe we can use that

to adjust the disruptors.

Oh, this is interesting.

Their molecular density

is fluid.

How so?

At their smallest form,

they're the most dense.

Meaning, when the

Xenobot warriors form,

it's less dense

than the swarm form.

Yes.

Well, that would explain

their exponential growth

when they ingest organics.

They're puffing up

by replicating themselves

using organic material,

decreasing their density,

thereby expanding

their surface area.

Okay. Can we use this to figure

out how to k*ll them?

Maybe.

If their density decreases,

the bigger they get,

they weigh less by percentage.

Like a balloon.

When you blow it up, it floats.

Okay. All right.

How do we use this information

to our advantage?

You said sound

could hurt them?

Maybe at the right frequency,

but then it's going to take

a lot of trial and error.

What if we use sound

that didn't hurt it?

No, no, no.

Headed in the wrong direction

there, Doc.

Yeah, what are

you talking about?

Acoustic levitation.

By using opposing

high-frequency sound waves,

you create a standing wave.

And you suspend objects in

the pocket between the nodes.

It's essentially anti-gravity.

No. Mm-mm.

I've seen the research.

That's for small objects,

much smaller than

the Xenobot warriors.

But we do things on a much

bigger scale in the X-Lab.

Now, you said that

the molecular density

is less at

the larger scale, right?

Yeah.

Okay. So we use these standing

sound waves

to create a pocket of

anti-gravity

and contain the ONBs.

Okay. But how do we get

them in these pockets?

Well, we don't.

We build it around them.

We have all the equipment

in the X-Lab.

And we control it

from the command center.

That's perfect.

We can target level 30

and send everything

down there into zero-G state.

Theoretically, it will

take a lot of work

to get it up and running.

We're going to have to reroute

all of the power in the place,

and that means starting

up the massive MFCs.

Microbial fuel cells.

Those are powered almost

entirely by organic materials.

It would be catastrophic if

the aliens consumed that much.

Yeah, but we need the power.

If it works, the ONBs will be

contained far from the MFCs.

It's a calculated risk.

I say we do it.

Any advantage we can get

right now

is going to be worth the risk.

I'm going to need both of

you to recalibrate

the acoustic sound towers

because it has to

happen simultaneously.

Now, they're located in the

three maintenance tubes,

and they're all at a safe

distance from the ONBs.

Okay.

We'll get right on it.

Talia, this code will get

you past security

and enable you

to reroute the power.

Yes, sir.

Okay, listen up.

Once the xenomorphs

are floating,

we can put on mag boots

and check them out.

If they're contained, great.

If not, we take them out.

Understand?

Hey, Doc, do you think

we can bump up

the power on these disruptors?

Yeah. Based on Celeste's

findings about

the sonic sensitivity,

I'll be able to make

the adjustments for you.

Okay. As I set the coordinates

for Beacon X,

I'll need you to adjust

the physical transmitter

to coincide.

Okay.

Ready when you are.

Be careful.

These are high-frequency

acoustic horns.

While we can't hear

their output,

they can still temporarily

affect our hearing

if we make a mistake.

Excellent.

-Okay.

-Okay.

Just a moment.

What?

Just remembering that night

we got stuck in a lab at MIT.

Remember that?

-Jeffery, focus.

-Sorry.

Inputting X coordinates

in three, two,

one, now.

[loud noise, screaming]

What happened?

I can't hear you.

I think I misadjusted the horn.

Okay.

Let's try again.

Inputting X coordinates.

-[groaning]

-Three, two, one, now.

Oh!

Nice.

-Let's go.

-Let's go.

Ready?

You ready?

What?

You still can't hear me?

What are you saying?

Of course I remember that night.

It's the night I fell

in love with you.

Inputting X coordinates

in

three, two,

one, now.

Good. Okay.

On to the next.

Let's go.

Okay. Good.

We have all three

acoustics on tower set.

Returning to base.

All right.

This adjustment will

max out the power

and should disable the Xenobots.

Thank you, sir.

However, that upgrade in power

means that you can burn through

your power cells quicker

and you'll have fewer rounds.

Understood.

Got that?

Pick your shots.

Transducers and acoustic

horns calibrated.

Good work, you two.

[shouts]

Thanks.

Thanks.

It's getting better.

Talia, are we ready?

Yes, sir.

Main power has been rerouted

and aux power from

the fuel cells is online.

All right, Captain.

You head down.

We'll activate the

acoustic equipment

and generate

the anti-gravity pocket.

Yes, sir.

Let's move out, boys.

Sanchez, come here.

Listen to me. This goes south,

I need you to watch

their six, okay?

-Copy that, Captain.

-Let's go.

I'm going to need both of you

to make this work.

Celeste, you work with

Talia and you define

the 3D space parameters.

Got it.

Jeffery, you're going

to have to closely monitor

the power requirements.

On it.

Defining parameters as follows.

X is 12.4.

Y is 22.7.

Z is 11.7.

Confirm.

Ready, sir.

Do we have consistent power?

We're set.

Talia, pull up the cameras

on level 30.

Yes, sir.

Captain Jensen,

can you hear me on your comms?

I read you, sir.

We are ready.

On your mark.

Copy that.

Loud and clear.

Activating mag boots,

setting five.

Hey, Bateman, I'd ease up on

that setting if I were you.

We're heading into

a zero-G environment.

These mag boots will keep

us stuck to the floor.

The enemies can be

free-floating.

Anything above a five is

going to hurt your mobility.

I got it, Captain.

I like them snug to the floor,

so I don't float away.

Your call, Bateman.

Just realize,

you're making it real sticky.

We're on level 30.

Activate the anti-gravity.

Talia, activate transducers

and acoustic horns.

Yes, sir.

Director, massive power spike,

coordinating power management.

3D points holding.

Field beam generated.

[powering up]

We've got an active

anti-gravity matrix, sir.

Captain, anti-gravity is online.

Copy that.

All right.

Stay alert.

The enemy can be free-floating.

We're going to see

if it's contained,

head back to command center.

Do not, I repeat, do not

engage unless I order.

-Yes, sir.

-Copy that, Captain.

Stay frosty.

Move out.

[clunking]

Power is fluctuating.

Divert more power

from the fuel cell.

Done.

Hold your fire, Bateman.

Captain, what are you doing?

You were supposed to

confirm containment.

Just a little wildfire, Celeste.

It won't happen again, right?

Yes, sir.

On a lighter note,

the disruptors that you

have modified, director,

are working great.

I'm not sure if

it's k*lling them,

but it's definitely stunning

them and disabling them.

Hold your fire.

Copy that.

What did you do, Dad?

I maxed out the power

and indexed the resonance.

I wonder if

sympathetic resonance

is the way forward

with a weapon.

[alarm beeping]

Wild power fluctuations.

Losing stability.

Cross-patch the power matrix.

Reduce the field dimensions

to those that are active.

Done.

Sending new coordinates

to you, Talia.

Received.

Active matrix holding.

Power's stable.

Good work.

Hold, hold.

Command the ONBs

are floating and contained.

Excellent. Okay.

Reduce the anti-gravity pocket

until we can stabilize it.

Copy that.

Hold up, hold up.

Look.

sh*t.

Power loss in mains.

Diverting all power

from the fuel cells.

The anti-gravity is failing.

Matrix failing.

We're losing power!

We must have clipped a power

conduit in the blown wall.

Prepare for anti-gravity

matrix failure.

We lost anti-gravity.

Turn the boots off. Now!

Fall back!

I'm stuck!

-Turn the boots off!

-I set it too high, I'm stuck!

Bateman!

[screaming]

Damn it! Move!

Landon, move! Move!

Fall back!

Shut down level 30!

Now! Do it!

Lockdown.

Returning to command.

Talia, where's the

remaining Xenobot?

It used the crawl

spaces below levels

and ended up in the...

Ended up in the massive MFC's

below level 30.

The Xenobots now have massive

amounts of fuel to replicate.

Wait, wait, wait.

They could replicate now?

Yes, and rapidly.

Director Storm, I'm showing

more life forms below.

Ideas, people?

Anybody? Ideas?

Stand down, director.

I was tasked

to save this facility

and all the

proprietary research,

but at this point

I have no choice

but to set the self-destruct.

Stop the ONBs and one last

chance to save the world.

We have 10 minutes

to leave here and get topside,

or we're all dead.

All right, you got me?

We got 10 minutes to get topside

before this place is a crater.

Landon, get me a path

to the elevator. Now!

Yes, sir!

Captain, you just

don't understand

the work that we do here.

Listen to me. I don't care

if the cure for cancer

was in this room.

We need to evacuate now.

I lost half my team today.

Does anybody else

want to die here? Huh?

All right, all right,

you're right.

Talia, download everything out

of the secure servers

and initiate burn protocol.

Okay, listen to me.

What part of the evacuate

don't you understand?

We don't have time for that.

I need you and her

in that elevator now.

Why do we have to leave first?

Do I have to tell him? Hmm?

-Understood.

-Thank you, sir.

Sanchez, I need you

to get them topside.

You take care of them, okay?

Copy that, Cap.

Here, I downloaded X-Labs motion

sensors to that tracker pad

so you can monitor the

Xenobot warrior's movements.

Thank you very much, Talia.

I can't lose you, Celeste.

Don't worry, Dad.

It's gonna be okay.

I wish you were

a better liar.

Jeffery, I'll secure

the sample you collected.

Can you download

any data we gathered?

-Yeah, will do.

-Okay.

Make it quick.

Move.

We made it. Time.

Eight minutes.

[tracker beeps]

Oh, hell.

We got company.

Look.

They're gaining on us

and moving quickly.

Yeah, they're gaining on us.

We're gonna have

to fight them.

If they reach us in the

elevator, we're screwed.

We have to pick the b*ttlefield.

You two, you guys

gonna listen to me?

We're gonna make it

out of here safe, okay?

Understood.

-Stop us at level 22.

-Copy that.

Landon, prepare for battle.

Yes, sir.

Okay, can you sh**t?

I pull the trigger.

Good answer.

All right, we're gonna

create a k*ll zone.

-Landon, post up there.

-Yes, sir.

You two come with me.

One on either side.

You over here.

You over here.

Now...

We wait.

[tracker beeping]

Three...

Two...

One.

[beeping stops]

Maybe the tracker's not--

Fire!

Cease fire.

Cease fire.

Did we do it?

I don't know.

Let's not celebrate too soon.

Look, we just blew it apart.

This is some sort

of a drunk cloud.

How long will

it take to recover?

You know what? Let's not

stick around and find out.

We've got four minutes before

this place is a crater.

Let's move.

[tracker beeping]

Aw, sh*t.

Incoming!

[grunts]

Go!

Watch out!

You saved me.

You surprised?

Go! Get her to the topside.

Get her to the safety.

I'll hold them off.

Come on, you b*stards!

-Go!

-Come on! Come on!

Come on!

[shouting]

Come on.

Come on!

All right.

We've got one minute left

to get topside

before the self-destruct

blows everything to hell.

You're hurt.

I'll live.

You?

Freaked out.

Celeste...

Watch out!

Come on!

[shrieks]

Ah!

[groans]

Not today!

[panting]

Here. Here.

You okay?

You saved me.

You surprised?

Go.

T-minus two minutes.

Lock it. Lock it.

Lock it. Lock it.

What's taking so long.

Stay here.

Go that way.

Go that way.

-Help! Help us!

-Jeffery! Come on!

All right. Let's go.

Move! Move! Move!

It's gonna blow!

-Let's go!

-Come on. Come on.

It's about to blow!

Come on! Come on!

[expl*si*n]

Ah!

[coughing]

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Looks good.

-Yeah.

-Thank God.

So much lost.

How could anything survive that?

I can't believe

it came to this.

You all right?

Let me look at that.

Sergeant, get them to safety.

Yes, sir.

What happened to Captain Jensen?

Didn't make it.

He saved us.

He was very brave.

All right.

Let's get you some

medical treatment.

They're on your disruptor!

-What?

-Get rid of it!

sh**t them!

[screams]

Topside! Come in! Now!

Go!

Go! Go! Go!

Come on! Come on!

Go, go!

Sergeant, I'll get them inside.

Get out there and help them!

-Go!

-Go!

Get them to safety!

-We'll be right there!

-Follow me! Go! Go!

Come on!

Follow me!

Come on! Let's go!

Ah!

[screaming]

Go, go!

Come on! Come on!

Yes, sir.

Not yet.

Yes, sir.

Where's my dad?

The general ordered him to get

him checked out in sick bay.

We need backup.

We need some serious firepower.

Stand down.

I'm on the phone with POTUS

and the Joint Chiefs now,

activating our response action.

At least they have

a response planned.

What's that?

What's happening?

What's happening?

They're eating the dead.

With that much organic material,

they can spawn an

insane amount of warriors.

You need to see this.

The Xenobots have wings now?

Didn't they always have wings?

No, no, no, no.

In ONB form,

they could swarm using

microscopic wings,

but this is different.

This looks like...

like ants growing wings

so they can colonize new

areas to feed and reproduce.

Well, that's a scary analogy.

What direction are

they headed?

Uh, west.

Why would they be heading west?

Food, water,

they can clearly sense

that something's out there.

Los Angeles.

How long till they

reach Los Angeles?

Los Angeles is 250 miles away.

I clocked them at

80 miles per hour, so...

three hours?

Understood.

Three hours to prepare

for a full

Xenobot warrior invasion.

Who were the scientists

that first made contact?

Myself and my wife.

Dr. Celeste Storm Daniels, sir.

Okay, I'm gonna need

you to load into

an alert air transport

with everything you know

about the Xenobiology.

Also, the tech on

your energy disruptors,

I hear that's quite capable,

am I right?

We're not trained for

that kind of mission, sir.

Let me ask you this,

are you humans?

Of course, sir, but...

Good, then you're on our team.

Now, we have

a plane standing by,

wheels up for AFB.

Edward's Air Force Base?

Yes, we're gonna cut them off

before they reach Los Angeles.

CIC will stay here

and will deploy forces

from AFB within the hour.

Understood?

Yes, sir.

-Edward's Air Force Base it is.

-Let's go.

Right.

Dad, do you read me?

Loud and clear, Celeste.

Where are you now?

Edward's Air Force Base.

The plan is to stop

the Xenobot warriors

here in the desert before

they reach Los Angeles.

The Air Force has launched

a full squadron

of F-16E strike

Eagle fighters.

Godspeed.

We were able to have the cannon

on the alert transport

retrofitted

with a maxed out disruptor.

Wish we could do the

same for the F-15s.

Agreed.

However, we outfitted the troops

with maxed out

handheld disruptors.

Load up!

That means you too, Docs.

Gotta go.

Let's go.

All right, here we go.

Celeste, be safe.

I mean it.

I will, Dad.

I'm so proud of you, sweetie.

I love you, Celeste.

I love you too, Dad.

I want a full status report

on the evacuation of Los Angeles

and the NATO response

readiness report. ASAP.

Evacuate. Evacuate.

Evacuate.

We have radar contact.

Bogie's 25 miles out.

Maintain angles five.

Flight commander,

have red, blue, green,

and gold flights go live

with WEPS.

Blue, green, and gold

flights copy, squadron leader.

Roger that.

Clear to engage target.

Bogie's 10 miles out.

Blue, flank left.

Green, flank right.

Gold, ascend angles 10

and fall back to cleanup.

Copy.

Blue, flank left.

Green, flank right.

Gold to Angeles 10.

Good hunting, squadron leader.

Five miles out.

Motha...

Tally a huge amount of bogies.

Four o'clock low.

Target rich.

Unleash hell.

[rockets firing]

Squadron leader, do you copy?

Squadron leader.

Squadron leader, do you copy?

Gold flight,

descend to Angeles 5 and--

[static]

What happened?

Sounds like...

They're gone.

Celeste, come in.

What happened?

The entire squadron was

devastated within seconds.

We're on course

to intercept their path

and engage in...

One minute.

Charge the disruptor cannon.

I'll be modifying troop

deployment and placement.

That's easy.

All troops everywhere.

Director Storm,

while we're in pursuit,

can you and Talia work

up an analysis

on the Xenobot swarm using

fluid dynamics?

Maybe if we can figure out

if there are any patterns to

how they interact collectively,

then we can target them

as a swarm.

Good job, you two.

I'll get that analysis

back to your ASAP.

Contact.

Get me close.

[energy blasts]

Everybody out!

-[high pitched noise]

-Ugh! What was that?

Get me an audio spectrograph.

On it.

It's a signal in

the gigahertz frequency.

It repeats.

Why hasn't that happened before?

The ONBs are evolving

at such a fast pace.

Maybe this is something

new to them as well.

That's good.

Maybe we can use this against

them before they know it.

Is this some type

of echolocation?

I'm not sure.

I'll separate the waveforms.

We're losing, damn it!

They're going to tear

Los Angeles apart.

[honking]

Director, what do we have?

Give me anything.

Give me something!

We're working on

the fluid dynamics model.

Give me the field scientist now.

You're on with the general.

General?

What have you got for me?

We believe they're using

some sort of echolocation

to help guide them.

Anything with

the fluid dynamic model?

Yes.

The model indicates that

the external input

is null while

massive determination

is being

generated autogenously.

What does that mean?

It means they're

deciding where to go.

They're not being affected

by an outside influence.

They're intelligent.

Okay.

Well, I've k*lled

a lot of smart enemies.

What do I got to do to k*ll

these Xenobot warriors?

Director, if they're nanobots,

albeit organic,

then they have a rudimentary

electrical system.

That means there must

be some way

to disrupt their

electromagnetic field.

An EMP, general.

Scramble their

electrical systems.

Yes.

Yes, we have electrically

hardened aircraft

that can deliver tactical EMPs.

Also, the ALERT transports

are hardened as well,

so you won't be affected.

I'll find an easier way

to upgrade the disruptors

and implement it forces wide.

We'll see if we can

decode the echolocation

while General Bennett

calls the strike.

Incoming!

Gotta go.

[grunts]

[energy blasts]

The disruptors have no effect!

Get back inside now!

[panting]

[screams]

What about Sergeant Sanchez?

They're all dead.

We're surrounded by

Xenobot warriors.

Keep firing!

At least it stuns them and

maybe we can get some help.

According to General Bennett,

the EMP is inbound.

Be prepared.

Prepare how?

[loud pulse]

It worked!

Ha!

I can't believe it worked!

Celeste, are you all right?

We're alive.

It didn't.

They just keep adapting.

Nothing we're doing is working!

We just sped up their

destructive evolution.

The EMP just made it worse.

I'm getting reports

of alien spaceships

forming all up and down the

California coast,

even where

there was no EMP.

That makes no sense.

We've been hit!

The ONBs are weaponized!

They're eating their way through

the armor of the transport!

Eating through the metal?

Get us out of here!

Damn it!

They got into the engine!

Move over!

Move over!

[grunting]

I can't drive us

away from the ONBs

that are eating through

our transport, Celeste.

No, not drive us out!

Get us out of this transport!

Why didn't you just say that?

You should know what I mean!

We don't share

the same mind, Celeste.

Wait... That's it.

All nanobots

share the same mind.

They have a hive mind.

That's why all the ships

appeared at the same time.

They're communicating together.

Maybe if we could disrupt

their communications,

we can stop them.

With the right frequency,

we can affect all the Xenobots

at the same time.

Okay.

Okay, I have one sample left.

Let's test out your theory.

If it works, we can test

it out on the hive minds.

Hurry up!

Okay.

Come on, hurry!

When you have the frequency,

we can transmit it from here

using the emergency broadcast

system around the globe.

Hit them everywhere at once.

This is taking too long.

Hey, you can do it.

You're one of a kind.

Yeah, and I'm looking for

a one-of-a-kind frequency.

I only need one frequency.

I can't test every one,

but I can isolate the frequency

that they're using

for echo location

and use it as a carrier wave.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on!

Hurry.

They've gotten through.

I don't see anything.

That's because

they're too small.

They're eating me alive!

Come on, come on, come on!

[screaming]

Come on, come on, come on!

Hey!

I got the frequency.

Sending to you, Dad.

Got it.

Receive and transmitting

across the globe, Celeste.

Jeffery! Jeffery!

-Stay back!

-Jeffery!

-Ah!

-Jeffery!

You did it!

You two saved the world.

Jeffery...

Jeffery, you okay?

It's gonna be okay.

Okay?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

[sighs]