Carnosaur (1993)

[bunniefuu]

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Do you recognize it?

Dr. Tiptree started out
in the '70s

Working on genetic alternatives
to pesticides.

For her phd, she bred this ugly
fellow right out of existence,

Eliminating an entire subspecies
from the face of the earth.

She instantly became a hero
to some

And public enemy number one
to others.

At one time or another,

Dr. Tiptree was associated
with each of your institutions.

She disappeared
from academia, government,

And the private sector
some years ago.

Grapevine has it she's back in the game
and playing on one of your teams.

Now, she can't be on a federal
grant, or I'd know about it.

I mean to know who's got her.

Don't stonewall me, boys.

I heard she's been working
over at eunice corporation.

It's-- it's true.

She's been with us
for more than a year.

But she insisted
on working quietly.

How come we haven't
seen any eunice patents,

Grant applications
with her name on it?

Uh, her contract gives her three years
of sequestered r and d.

We cannot legally interfere
in her research

For another 18 months
without forfeiting our patents.

Well, thank you.

Please, no more surprises.

Any obviously oversized eggs?

Any extraneous organic matter?

What the hell is
extraneous organic matter?

That's my wife you're talking about,
strangely orgasmic matter.

Ah, jesus christ.

It's all over me.

Sorry.

I think I'm allergic
to chickens.

Forget it.

Just a cold that's going around.

Everybody's getting it.

Screen enlarge, right quadrant.

Again, again, again...

Hold.

Sorry for interrupting,
dr. Tiptree.

It's all right, susan.

Did they find it?

I'm afraid not yet.

How about giving us a hand
with this load?

Driver not a loader.

You ever seen
such nervous chickens?

What do you think?

Maybe they smell rain.

Or else the sky is falling.

All right now, ladies,
buckle up.

We've got a long road ahead.

Forget the excuses.

Seal the barn.

No trucks in or out.

I want it found before
the morning shift comes in.

Send swanson to the infirmary, and tell
him to keep his g*dd*mn mouth shut.

And that goes for you and the others
too, or I'll personally guarantee

You'll be back plucking chickens
in arkansas.

Hey, merle, how are you?

Hey, tony.

Sorry to say,
no one in or out.

Aw, I've gotta get these
cluckers over to fort rogers,

And I'm three hours late.

All right.

We'll say you left already.

♪

♪ He's the king ♪ he's the king
[chickens shrieking,

♪ All the girls light up
just to ♪

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Holy criminy,
how'd you all get loose?

What the hell's
going on back here?

Jesus.

Can you cure him?

Restore his
mathematical genius?

Stimulate his memory,
at least get the numbers?

In the best possible case,
he may completely recover.

If so, he'll probably remember
the numbers you want

Or be able to recalculate them, if and
only if he believes it's appropriate.

And in the worst case?

Tabula rasa.

A clean slate.

It could completely
wipe his brain.

Please proceed, dr. Martin.

You have our
undivided attention.

I love this movie.

Better a bottle in front of me
than a frontal lobotomy.

Mmm.

Hey!

What's going on out there!

Ha, ha!

Let's go!

Hold it!

I got a g*n,
and I can't sh**t for sh*t!

Probably aim for your legs
and blow your brains out.

Come on.

Oh, you son of a b*tches.

Oh, you b*stards.

g*dd*mn it.

You'd better not come back!

I've got a bigger g*n!

♪

No!

Oh!

Oh, I got you this time!

You ain't going nowhere.

Ohhh...

Wait a minute.

What have we got?

Come on.

Ha!

I got you.

Come on out!

Come on out!

Come on out!

Yep.

Yep, I got you.

Doc, you been drinking?

No.

I mean, yes.

But look, what does that
got to do with it?

This is no pink elephant.

I'm telling you,
this is a girl--

A woman.

Oh, it's a woman, excuse me.

In black lycra.

Hurry up and get her.

Listen, I'm sorry doc,
but I've got my hands full here, okay?

I tell you what you do.

You-- you keep her there,
and I'll send a car over there

As soon as I clean up here.

What do we got here?

Ugh, g*dd*mn.

This guy's caught
some serious flack.

Maybe a bobcat?

Bobcat?

Yeah, bobcat.

Hasn't been a bobcat in these
parts since I was a kid.

I think they're extinct.

Well, maybe they're making
a comeback.

Hey!

How can you do it?

What?

How can you r*pe your mother?

Excuse me?

You're tearing her apart.

Oh, gimme a break.

Look, we're just blasting a little
bedrock and laying a little blacktop

So people can get from here
to there, that's all.

And what for?
There's nothing out here.

Build it and they will come.

Oh, right, I get it.

You're one of those
too-clever-to-give-a-sh*t guys.

I know your kind.

Well, you can go ahead and laugh
through the apocalypse.

First a road,
then a gas station,

Motel or two...

What, a couple of fast food
franchises...

Civilization?

Drunk.

♪

Fish and game department.

We've gone fishin',
so leave a message.

Morning, gene...

Or it will be
when you hear this.

This is dr. Raven
from downstate.

I'm sending you a wound sample
in the mail.

Happy birthday.

Actually, I was hoping
you could i.d. It for me.

My eyes must be going.

Have fun, let me know,
and thanks.

Bye.

This is exactly what we have
been trying to avoid.

It's not entirely our fault.

You never said they could hatch
that quickly.

None of the others did.

Perhaps it's an aberration
of some kind.

But what is it?

I can't say.

But what do I tell the men
that are searching for it?

They'll know it
when they see it.

Oh, man.

What's the matter?
She hit you upside the head?

No, I just, uh, I fell asleep.

Fell asleep?

Yeah.
Oh, my head.

Probably had yourself a nice
little dream too, didn't you?

Major corporations are k*lling
our earth.

You're allowed to have
an attorney present.

Actually, several of our members
are attorneys, myself included.

So is she here?

No.

She's not here.
- She's not?

She's not here.

Is this everybody?

Yes.

Doc, I don't want to hear
no more about this

Until you're ready
to press charges.

I'm gonna deal with this
my own way.

Why don't you go home
and sleep it off.

I could give a chicken's lips
for your excuses.

Just find it...tonight.

I told you,

You'll recognize it
when you see it.

♪ Sometimes I wish I was

Woo woo!

♪ Sometimes I wish I was

♪

Pull up a rock.

It's happy hour.

I wanted to thank you
for what you did...

Or didn't do.

Oh, you know,
you can call me doc.

Everyone else does.

Why is that?

Something else I didn't do.

I wanted to give you this.

What is it?

It represents the earth
and friendship.

Looks like a knot.

It is a knot.

I don't even really
know your name.

Thrush.

Thrush?

What kind of name is that?

Well, it used to be ann,
but it's thrush now.

Oh, okay, thrush.

Right.

This used to be
the dinosaur highway.

This was a migration route


It's good to see this.

It's good to remember
how small we are.

I thought that's what
mirrors are for.

Can't you just try
and picture it?

I mean, look at these mountains.

You're ripping 'em apart,
and for what?

I mean, you're taking something,
and you're making nothing.

Hey, wait a minute, I'm not taking
nothing and doing anything with it.

I'm just the night man.

I just maintain the machines and try
to protect them from people like you.

That's all.

I take no responsibility
for any of this--

Yeah, right,
you're just following orders!

That's right.

Whoo-hoo!

Can I get behind the wheel?

Oh, you want to take it?
Take it now?

Whoa!

Oh, my god!

I got it!

Whoo-hoo!

Hey, go on in there.

I got it!

Watch out-- sh*t.

Right here!

sh*t.

I'd like to see the slo-mo
on that one.

Hey man, I'm gonna go
take a piss.

I'll be right back.

- Be careful.
- All right.

f*ck.

sh*t.

Finally!

You animal.

♪

Help me!

Well, secretary,
the way I see it,

The f.d.a. Doesn't need
to test the meat at all.

There's nothing new in either
a turnip or a cow,

And either can be marketed
and sold without being tested.

So why should a few cows with a little
tiny piece of dna material from a turnip

Be any different.

Uh-huh.

Right.

Mm-- well-- mm hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Have them fax their questions
to me.

Thank you.

Well?

I think you should see this.

The body of this man was found
by his poultry truck.

He was apparently attacked
by some kind of animal.

The local doctor sent some
tissue, saliva,

And blood samples
to the state to check

For any animal diseases--
rabies, in particular.

The tests were all clean.

So what's your point?

But something else showed up
in the test.

This is a genetic marker
for a neutral sequence.

The marker showed up
in the saliva of the animal.

This particular marker is
registered to eunice.

It's supposed to be
in chickens.

Now, couldn't the animal have absorbed
the marker by eating the chickens?

Well, either that, or the animal
that attacked him was a chicken.

Right.

Attack of the k*ller poultry.

Have some chicken.

It's good for you.

The only chick I want is the
one that did this to my face.

♪

Let me drive you back.

No, thanks.

I'd rather walk.

Look, I'm going that way
anyway.

If you don't come, I swear to god, I'm
gonna drive around aimlessly for hours.

You'll be wasting oil
and be polluting the atmosphere,

k*lling small animals along the road,
ripping up flora.

Blackmail?

I'm not proud.

I know.

No, thanks.

What is that?

Stay in the car for a second.

What are you waiting for?

He needs help!

Now!

Stay here.

Me esta comiendo,
me esta comiendo.

What's he saying?

I can't tell.

I think he's speaking spanish.

Me esta comiendo,
me esta comiendo!

He says it's eating him.

What?

I guess he means the pain.

Take it easy, man.

Take it easy.

You ever have someone
die on you?

I mean, on you?

On your f*cking lap?

No.

You ever want to feel real small
sometime, try it.

So...

I guess when I saw that kid
lying out there, you know...

It's kind of...

I understand.

You know, life does that to you.

You run away,
and it comes right back at you.

I'm sorry.

I just couldn't save him.

Get the dart g*n ready, 'cause if we
see it, you're gonna have to sh**t it.

I'm gonna sh**t it, but
I'm not gonna use a dart g*n.

What are you--

You heard the orders:
dart g*n.

Yeah, well f*ck the orders.

sh*t! There it is!

♪

Is that not the juiciest,
sweetest,

Freshest-tasting blueberry pie
you've ever tasted?

Mmm.

Now, what if
I were to tell you

That this blueberry pie
could sit in a box on a shelf,

Not in the refrigerator, mind you,
but on a shelf, for up to 18 months

Without losing
one blueberry's worth

Of flavor or freshness, huh?

Mmm, go ahead.

It's all done with a little
scientific magic.

You see, each little blueberry
is coated with a thin layer

Of goat embryonic fluid.

Get the senator some water!

How about some milk?
Would you like some milk?

Give me some soy stuff.

Here, just put that on--
- sir, I've got the results

On the chicken question.

Just one second.

I'll be right back, senator.

Keep eating!

There is no way the animal could have
absorbed the marker by eating a chicken.

I almost got the senator
to back down on these new regulations.

The last thing we need is
a biotech panic about chickens.

Listen, nobody,
but nobody hears about this

Until after
the senator's committee makes

Its recommendations, all right?
You know-- look.

Better yet,
until after the house clears it.

And then we're gonna clear up
this mess!

Mess? What mess?

Oh, uh, uh, nothing, senator.

I was just telling kroghe here
to, uh, clean up this pie.

Now, listen, why don't you and I
go down to the bar

And let the executive branch
buy you a drink?

I have to see her now.

I'm afraid that's
out of the question.

If I don't see her right this minute,
there's gonna be trouble.

I'm going over her head.

I talk to her now, or I pull the plug
out of the whole thing, just like that!

Dr. Tiptree will see you now.

Jess?

I'm so terribly, terribly sorry.

Where are you?

It's all right.

Be angry.

Allow yourself
to feel the anger.

It'll be better.

She was my only child.

I know.

She was a lovely child.

They wouldn't even
let me see her.

That's because they didn't
want to upset you.

We wanted to be sure first.

To be sure?

I wanted to help you.

That's why I had her
brought here.

She's going to be all right.

Here?

She's alive, and she's here?

Yes, my friend.

Can I see her?

Of course you can.

♪

Jane!

♪ Jane!

Jane!

Jane!

Janie!

Delete y-z.

Covertigrate.

B-v and c-w.

I really am sorry
about your daughter.

Our children are all
that matters.

What are we anyway
except a set of instructions

For the reproductions
of the species?

Nothing I could say or do would
bring your daughter back.

But you can contribute
to the next generation.

Delete co-x.

You're not half stupid
for a man, you know that?

You're funny...

And you're a good kisser.

It's too bad
you don't give a sh*t.

I give a sh*t.

About me.

Mm.

Given half a chance, I could
give a sh*t about you too.

That's too small of a party
for me.

But you care about the earth.

I care about you.

Everybody's happy, huh?

It doesn't work that way,
not for me.

How does it work?

Does it really work at all?

And what's that supposed
to mean?

What are you running away
from, huh?

You're just another one of these poor
little rich girls playing at revolution.

I'm not running away
from anything.

You don't know anything
about me!

I'm not the person I was.

I've changed.

Yeah.

People don't change.

They just unfold.

Oh, what the hell is going on?

g*dd*mn it.

You know, I love you people.

Really, you earth's
first planet people--

All right, get the hell down,
right now!

What are you gonna do, tarzan?

k*ll us?

We're not moving,
you understand?

You go call the cops,
call the news.

You honestly think anyone cares
about this godforsaken sh*t h*le?

We care.

All right, f*ck it.

You know, if you're here
tomorrow morning when I get back,

I'm gonna cut you out
with blow torches.

Oh, and can I get anyone
a tofu burger,

A vegetarian sprout,
wheatgrass sandwich?

Maybe some herbal tea?

No?

All right, hey, thanks
for a lovely evening, really.

It was grand.

Oh, uh, by the way, you know,
be on the lookout for bobcats.

You know, they're a-- they're
an endangered species,

But the few that are left
are usually pretty hungry.

So knock yourself out.

Hey, this is getting cold.

I need my gravy!

Hold your giblets, slim.

Hey, downey!

Hey, doc!

Side gravy.

Hey, how's your cholesterol?

Oh, it's good.

- Hey, doc!
- Hm?

I heard that kid you found was all
carved up like a christmas turkey.

Christmas turkey's right.

I heard it was some sort
of psycho cannibal job.

Mm, you've been watching too many
of them italian zombie flicks.

Must have been some kind
of animal, huh doc?

You know, a bobcat ate a
fellow when I was a little kid.

It wasn't a local, though.

It was a hobo.

Friar, that is two ton load
of chicken sh*t.

Hey, doc, you ever heard
of a bobcat ate anybody's eyes?

No, predators don't usually go
for eyeballs.

Eyes are more appealing to birds,
like seagulls or crows or vultures.

Hey, gimme a-- gimme
a chicken salad, would you?

It's coming right up.

So you see, this was no bobcat,
friar.

I mean, it sucked his eyes
right out of his head.

Excuse me, would you all mind
not talking so loud?

You're upsetting my wife.

She's pregnant, you know.

Oh, sure, gotta be careful.

I heard of a woman by fisher,
up at county line,

She was pregnant,
eight months pregnant.

It was hunting season.

And her husband just couldn't stop
talking about the big buck he bagged.

Yeah, he kept going over and over
and over it, all the gory details.

What happened?

She had a baby boy,
a beautiful baby boy,

Cute as a button,
healthy as all get out,

Except had these
two little bony growths

Coming out of his head,
kind of like deformed antlers.

Bye, folks!

Greetings, green brother.

Esau!

Esau, no!

Esau!

No!

No!

No!

Get away from me!
Get away from me!

Downey, um, could you maybe, uh,
throw a little salad in a bag for me?

Since when did you
start eating rabbit food?

Maybe he's not.

Maybe he's keeping a rabbit.

Ugh, g*dd*mn it!

Don't you understand,
the thing that k*lled them

Is the same thing
that k*lled the others?

All right.

Okay, doc.

Look.

Till I get this thing settled,
I'm gonna have to take you in.

I'm sorry.

Can I take a leak?

Yeah, you can take a leak.

- You want to guard me?
- No, I don't want to guard you.

Go ahead.

Doc?

It's nothing personal.

Now, these people
weren't k*lled by a shotgun.

It's the exact same in all
these cases,

Same as the truck driver,
same as the kids.

In each successive k*lling, the victim
was pinned to the ground and torn open.

While they were still alive?

Quite possibly.

Each case, the wounds have
stayed essentially the same.

The same area is generally torn,
same parts eaten, same mode of attack.

This suggests
it's the same animal.

But in each successive k*lling,
the wounds have been deeper.

The truck driver was k*lled with
a small claw, maybe three inches.

The kids seem to have been torn
by a larger one,

Maybe six or seven inches.

But these bodies...

They look like they've been torn
by a scythe.

What do you think?

Either there's more than one,
or else it's growin'...

Growin' real fast.

♪

♪

Unit one, come in.

Unit one, have you found it?

What's your status?

Unit one, report.

Unit one just reported.

He's got it.

Wonderful.

Send him down.

It looks dead.

If you've k*lled it--

No, we, uh, we hit it
with just the dose you said.

All right.

Bring it in.

Surprise.

Hey!

Keep your hands
away from the board.

You don't look like a k*ller.

No?

Well, according to the sherriff,

I've already got a half dozen murders
on my head, so what's one more?

Fine.

Huh.

So what are you gonna do?

About what?

The fever.

Huh?

What do you know about it?

Everything.

I designed it.

Ha!

Hi, honey.

How are you doing?

Good.

Oh, finally got the last
of the bodies down.

I ain't seen nothing like this
since beirut.

How's that hippie girl doing?

Oh, dr. Raven says
she's doing fine.

Just a little shocked.

She's also got a temperature,
and so's everybody else.

I mean, his clinic is full.

So he's treating her
at doc's trailer.

Must be something bad
going around.

I have a touch of it myself,
and the girls.

Seems like we have a fever.

Why didn't you tell me?

Oh, honey, I figured
you had enough to worry about.

Now listen-- listen to me.

Now, you go in that bedroom, and you
rest with the girls, you hear me?

I'm gonna bring in your
breakfast right now.

Mmm, you taste good.

Get in there.

Gimme this!

Whoa!

♪ Oh, bang the drum slowly,
play the fife lowly ♪

♪ A young cowboy's life
is now at an end ♪

Ew.

What in creation are you?

♪

♪

What the f*ck are you
doing here?

You really want to know?

Yeah.

I think there are
two kinds of people.

Those who want to look death straight in
the eye, know it when it comes for them,

And those who want to die blissfully
in the sleep of ignorance.

Which one are you?

Excuse me, dr. Tiptree?

Yes, susan, what is it?

I really don't feel very well.

I thought I might go home,
if that's all right with you?

Certainly, my dear.

Come down here first.

I want to check you.

What the hell is it?

Hmm. Looks like some kind
of lizard.

That's what I thought.

But-- but it came out
of a damn chicken egg,

And it's grown threefold
since this morning.

Hold it down, randy, gently.

Now, now, there, there,
millie.

You'll be all right.

Susan, keep this under your
tongue for just a second.

That's it.

Right on time.

What is it?

Oh, it's just
a little over 100.

How are you feeling now, susan?

Um, a little worse,
I'm afraid.

We'll take care of that.

I'm gonna have you take
just a little lie down.

I just feel so-- so cold.

Yes. It was
just a little chill.

Come on.

We'll cover you good and
warm you up in just a second.

There you go.

I wish I could have spared
you this, susan.

Spared me what?

Right now, your body is
an evolutionary b*ttlefield.

What's wrong with her?

Just be patient,
and you'll see.

Please help me.

I'm going to help you.

I'm going to help you
understand.

With understanding comes
acceptance.

Right now, the genetic text of your
very being is being rewritten.

Your soul,
the flame that heats your body,

That drives your fever,
is the same fire of creation--

Keep breathing.

Just breathe.

She's in labor.

Listen to me.

Relax, relax, relax,
breathe.

Breathe, breathe...

Push.

Breathe, breathe...

Push.

Breathe, breathe...

Push.

Jesus christ.

So how do you like your eggs?

Scrambled or sunny-side up?

Please, be careful.

You have no idea.

Oh, I think I'm beginning
to have a few ideas.

Maybe you want to take a minute
to try and explain it to me.

Young man, I doubt if you
could possibly understand.

Don't!

Where did these come from?

I made them.

You made them?

What, did you lay 'em yourself?

Recombinant dna,
poultry retroviruses,

Ostrich rna samples--

Genetic-- genetic
engineering forms?

Why didn't I see any of this?

Why didn't I get any of this?

It never came across my desk.

I'm gonna have your a*s
for this, vogel.

I assure you, we knew nothing.

What the hell did you think
she was doing?

Chickens, chickens--
she was working on chickens.

Jane tiptree, the fairy
godmother of military biotech,

The woman that can think


Before breakfast,
building a better chicken?

All she asked
was that we be quiet.

She wanted no publicity there.
- Yeah, sure.

She knew
if we saw her name on any

Of the research dockets,
we'd be all over her.

I don't know what you
gentlemen are talking about,

But someone called
in a code blue.

I'd like to know why.

Less than 72 hours ago,
a truck driver was attacked

And k*lled by a wild animal
not too far from here.

The blood of the truck driver contained
a molecular configuration, a trademark,

A trademark registered
to eunice.

We believe it's
some kind of virus.

Our job is to determine what it is
and with the power vested in us

By the federal emergency
management authority,

Execute any and all
necessary steps.

- All right, all right--
- it hurts!

It hurts!
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Just hang in there, downey,
you're gonna be okay.

Just hang on.

We're uh-- you probably just got
a hold of one of them bad eggs,

That's all,
don't worry about it now.

I'm gonna take you
to the county hospital.

We're gonna take good care
of you, all right?

Oh sh-- hey, look, here we go.

The calvary's here already.

You don't have to wait
one more minute.

Okay, hang in there.

Man, am I glad to see you guys.

I've got
a very, very sick woman here.

She's in the back.

This area's
under federal quarantine...

Sir!

Oh!

We've got a live one!

Easy!

We have to get her out.

Get her out of there!

Okay, be very careful
with her.

She-- she ain't feeling
too well.

Hang in there, downey!

Hey, is she gonna be all right?

Well okay, I'm gonna head back
into town then,

And you have downey give me a
call when she's feeling better.

I'll get annie to fill in
for her when she's feeling--

Move.

♪

The earth was not made for us.

She was made for the dinosaurs.

The earth was scaled
to their dimensions--

Human beings are ants crawling
thorough their living rooms.

So you're gonna give the earth
back to the dinosaurs?

Well, you might say that.

That's-- that's really
fabulous.

Make a great theme park.

Just out of curiosity, why?

Why?

Oh--

Oh...

Why?

Well, just imagine:

An ugly, cancerous, gray planet,
littered with the dying remnants

Of biological life
as we know it.

I actively worked on that
in industry and in government.

Mm-mm.

The earth isn't ours to destroy.

Is anybody out there?

Get it out of me.

Get it out.

Is anybody out there?

Oh, god, it's k*lling me!

Damn it,
this is sheriff fowler.

Is anybody out there? Over!

Turn that damn thing off.

Get it out of me!

Get it out!

Oh, god!

What is it?

No idea.

It's k*lling me!

Ah!

Get it out!

Change from within--

Genetic engineering
as a substitute for pesticides.

Tiptree's dissertation.

Eliminate the female, and the male is
incapable of continuing the species.

It's so brilliant.

What came first,
the chicken or the egg?

The egg.

The cosmic egg.

I don't want to end the world.

Just one unruly species.

The only one that thinks, the only one
that loves, the only one that creates?

Mankind.

When was
a man every really good?

All of the
potential for greatness in man

Is in the dna.

And just a pinch of it goes
very far in the mix.

In the mix.

That's right, I did it.

Oh...

For god's sake.

For god's sake.

My god's an acronym: g.o.d.,
Generator of diversity,

That ever-elusive
inner drive for evolution.

Oh, the human being is
the worst.

Human species is a disaster.

We've got to be stopped.

And you appointed yourself
for the job?

Well, as my mentor, dr. Moreau, said,
"in the study of nature,

One must become as remorseless
as nature herself."

"And so...

Good night, room,
good night, moon,

Good night,
noises everywhere."

Just imagine, for a minute,
a hundred million years from now,

A green, fertile planet
with peaceful beings.

The possibilities
of a creative spirit,

An intuitive genius
of the human mind,

Weighted to the power
and the durability

Of the greatest creatures
that were ever to walk,

Swim, or fly across
the face of the planet.

The magnificence of that harbor
for intelligence.

Come on!

Come on out!

I know you're in here.

I know you're in here.

I know you're here!

Come on out!

I'm waiting for you right here.

Come on!

Got nothing to lose!

Here I am.

Here I am.

It's just me and you now.

We'll go down together.

Come on.

Show your face, g*dd*mn it!

I just wanted some peace
and quiet.

Ah!

Let's talk worst case
scenarios.

It spreads rapidly.

It's unstoppable.

Figure at this rate,
in ten days we could lose


Of the female population.

Barring the discovery
of a serum.,

We could lose half the species
in six months.

So that's it, then?

Not necessarily.

Eunice has been working
on artificial wombs for years.

Artificial wombs?

We have the technology.

It would take some time, but we could
breed a new generation of females.

It might call for some
drastic social engineering.

With firm leadership,
prudent organization,

And aggressive fertilization programs,
I think the species could survive.

I mean, who knows?

A strong, federal
scientific fertilization plan

Might even build
a new, stronger breed.

You made this virus.

Is there a raw viral serum?

What difference does it make?

It's too late.

Oh, don't f*ck with me.

Look, if I have to k*ll you and every
one of these damn eggs, I will.

Now, you know as well as I do,
if there's a raw viral serum,

There's a chance
of an anti-virus.

It doesn't make any
difference.

It's too late.

Where is it?

It's too late.

Well, then, all you've got
to lose is your babies.

'Cause if I don't get the serum,
I'm gonna start making omelets.

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Delete conical projection.

♪

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

You were dreaming.

Yeah.

I was dreaming.

I dreamt that the sun was alive,
and the planets were all her eggs,

And that the earth was
cracking open.

How are you feeling?

Oh, not so good.

Yeah.

I'm just glad you're alive.

Uh, breaker, breaker,
is anyone out there?

Can anyone hear me?

Hello, breaker?

Breaker 19, redwing,
do you read me?

This is blackbird.

I read you blackbird.

Where are you?

Uh, some kind of roadblock
off 41.

Looks like soldiers.

I'm being pulled over.

Better get off at 190
and come around.

I read you, blackbird.

I'm gonna swing around
at the crossroads.

Jesus, holy-- what the f*ck!

Bluebird, you ain't gonna
believe this.

There's a-- there's a holy
f*cking dinosaur, t-rex!

Blackbird, do you read me?

Blackbird!

Blackbird!

Redwing, come back!

Blackbird, redwing, come back!

Dinosaur highway.

What?

You remember
when you were telling me

About the land around here,
that it was a dinosaur highway?

Like a migration route?

Yeah.

Yeah, well I think
maybe it remembers,

Genetic memory or instinct.

'Cause I think it's heading
this way.

♪

The guys in the pentagon are
gonna love this stuff.

Are you sure about this?

The f.d.a. Wouldn't approve,
you know.

I mean, as far as I know,
this stuff could k*ll you.

Yeah, well, from what you've told me,
I should be dead already, or soon.

So everything else is
just about gravy.

All right.

Well, here we go.

♪

♪

Here. Okay, get in there.

I don't know
how to drive this.

What you do,
this is the throttle, okay?

You just pull it back,
and you just keep going.

I'll find you.

♪

All right, you b*stard.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

[Panicky breathing

Doc!

Thrush?

♪

I hate wild life.

Busted.

Yes!

Hold on, okay?

This is u.s. Mobile
infantry unit 67.

Anyone copy?

It's the f*cking cavalry.

Hello!

Breaker! Breaker!

We're here!

We're all right. We're alive!

We need a doctor.

We're in the quarry, okay?

Oh, god.

♪

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