[Rec] 2
Record it all, God damn it!
Rosso, record!
Okay!
Okay, let's check.
Connect!
From now on we'll record everything.
Don't disconnect
until we're finished.
-Finished what, chief?
-'Till I say so, okay?
-Anything else?
-No. We're going in.
F***in' great!
Rosso, let's check.
Mini cameras in.
-Martos, in.
-Make me look handsome.
We're working on that.
Now I've got you, Rosso!
Chief, in.
-The signal is dropping.
-As usual!
How much time do we have?
Let's check the weapons...
The area is quarantined.
Follow the protocol.
-We'll get orders when we get there.
Orders from who?
Sh*t, let's make it easy.
Easy? No sh*t!
We'll have to use this.
Here.
Hell!
So the infection is for real?
-So it seems.
-F***in' masks again!
-You too, Rosso.
-Sh*t!
How many times are you gonna check?
Okay, guys, get ready.
Chief, can you turn the light off?
I'll check the searchlight.
Larra, Argentinean and from
I have been since "El Matador".
Who is "El Matador"?
You don't know? I won't stand up
'cause I don't fit.
Mario Alberto Kempes!
-We got backup lights?
-Assault, 3.
You're from Granada and for the Barca.
Yes, but don't compare.
Rivaldo, Romario, Koeman,
-Kily, Pirjo...
-That's enough!
We're arriving.
There seems to be action.
...f***in' great...
Take it all.
Battering rams, flares. Everything.
Sir, who got the battering ram?
-I will. F*** you!
-Come on, guys!
I only asked...
Enough! Okay, let's go, go, go...!
Attention, attention,
leave the perimeter!
Sir!
This is the situation.
We know there is
a contagious infection.
We've quarantined the building.
A technician from
to see if he can find out
what's going on.
Your mission is to escort him.
-This is Dr.--
Owen, Ministry of Health.
A pleasure.
No one's gone in or out?
went in and
try control the situation,
but we lost contact 70 minutes ago.
The infected seem to show
signs of aggressive behavior.
The symptoms look similar to rabies.
We have at least
and one is a cop.
-Hold it, hold it!
-You're going in?
You're going in?
I need to go in with you.
My wife and daughter
are in there.
Get him out of here!
They are running a fever.
I went to the drug store...
Rosso, we're going in.
-Thanks,
-Let's go!
Be careful in there.
You know, guys!
Fast and easy!
-Fast and easy, sir.
-Fast and easy!
-We need an authorization.
-Authorization granted.
Rosso!
Let's go!
Main door locked.
Don't touch it!
What the f***...?
The virus is not in the air,
just in fluids, blood and saliva.
You can take it off,
there's no danger.
-So why'd they force us to...
-Pure show.
We must keep this confidential.
What do we do, chief?
Out!
-Are you sure?
-We'll start upstairs.
-Let's go!
We must reach the penthouse.
We think that's where
the infection started.
All clear!
This is too calm.
Let's keep going.
Chief, chief, doctor.
Doctor, upstairs.
Make way.
Go on.
-And you?
-I need to get a sample.
-We should have controlled downstairs.
-There's no time.
Let's go.
Hold it!
Rosso, cover me.
Stop, stop!
It's here.
We must go over it.
Be careful!
Battering ram!
Ready.
Larra, light!
-Control the door, Martos.
Okay.
We have to secure this place
but above all, don't touch anything.
If in doubt, let me know.
Martos, how's that going?
Done.
Okay, you've heard.
Let's get to work.
-Rosso, you stay there.
Okay.
Whatever he says.
You know how it works,
extensive documentation,
so record everything.
What are we looking for, exactly?
You just record.
Give me some light here.
It's still hot.
The enzyme has proven
to be extremely contagious.
They're very nervous in Rome.
Carboni called this morning.
He ordered me to stop it all.
But the insect bites worry me.
I think they are mosquitoes.
Record the walls, everything...
They are afraid it's too late.
Dear God, I'm your humble servant...
There's something here!
Let's go!
Martos, check it out.
Be careful.
Up we go!
Rosso, tap in.
In.
Report.
Looks like a junk room.
Nothing, just sh*t.
Clear.
What was that?
It seems as if
we're not alone.
So it seems.
Let's go check it out.
No! Our priority is to observe.
Yes, and keep a look out for
survivors.
I remind you that
I give the orders here.
Come on, come on!
Martos!
Go, Martos!
Go, go!
You are making a mistake.
What is that?
Martos.
Larra, cover.
Rosso... cut in.
In!
Martos, report.
It comes from here.
The door is open.
I'm going in.
Okay, but be careful.
It seems all clear.
Okay, go on.
It's here.
Be careful.
Martos, Martos!
Someone seems to have had a party.
Okay, come back here.
What is it, Martos?
What is that?
What's going on there?
Hang on, Martos!
Hang on, Martos!
We're coming!
-Where?
-It's over there!
Martos!
What happened,
where is that thing?
-Careful!
-Martos, no!
Martos, take it easy!
It's us!
Martos, take it easy!
-Get it off me!
-F***, Martos!
Martos, what the f*** are you doing?
Get it off, Larra.
Holy father!
Look at this servant of yours, and
send your Spirit to him.
Christ's blood breaks all bonds,
all influence on this body.
In the sign of the cross,
free us of our enemies, Our Lord.
By your cross, save us.
What sh*t is this?
Larra, f***in' help me!
What should I do?
You record. Keep on recording.
Make way!
-Sh*t!
-I can't take this!
I just can't!
Why'd he stop now?
What did he do?
What sh*t is this?
We have to go back
to the penthouse.
We must get the f*** out of here!
That man was okay 5 minutes ago!
What sort of a virus does this?
I recommend you limit yourselves
to carrying out your orders.
You recommend...!
The way things are now,
we can't guarantee your safety,
nor ours either.
This is way too big.
I remind you that no one is leaving
until I give the order, and
you know how it works,
voice recognition.
Now you listen to me!
I've just lost, or whatever,
one of my men.
So start telling us all you know
because clearly you know more than me.
Chief, relax.
Okay, okay, but let's go upstairs,
we're not safe here.
Let's go, let's go!
Larra, the door.
Okay.
Now you tell me what the f***
happened down there.
It's not an ordinary virus.
We just f***in' saw that!
This is Tristana Medeiros.
of being possessed.
the case was accepted.
Possessed by what?
A diabolic possession.
Father Albelda took charge
of the girl.
It was a perfect chance to study
the physiological symptoms
of a diabolic possession.
If we could isolate
the chemical essence, we might
be able to develop an antidote.
What the f***'s he saying, chief?
What the f*** are you saying?
It all had to be very discreet
that's why they chose this place.
I can't believe this.
You can't be serious.
We seemed to have
achieved it, but
something must have gone wrong.
This is f***in' sh*t!
This guy's pulling our f***in' leg!
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