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Who the f*** are you?
We were told you were from
the Ministry of Health.
Don't be a fool.
Answer! Who the f*** sent you?
It has nothing to do with them.
They don't know
They're not in charge here.
What a f***in' joke!
Chief, the guy is a priest.
A priest, chief.
-Sons of a b*tch!
-They tricked us!
This is a secret operation.
No one should know.
You either.
What are you going to do?
What?
Kill us after we're finished?
What are you going to do,
you son of a b*tch?
Be sure no one will believe you.
You're right!
You're right!
What will we say,
the building is infested with what?
Possessed people.
Demons.
Chief!
Sh*t... Sh*t!
Hey,
I don't care what happened here.
I've just lost a man
and all I want is to get
out of this f***in' hell now!
So...
tell me what we must do...
and let's get this the f*** over!
As per reports,
there should be a blood sample
of the girl,
the original blood,
that's what we want.
We need it to find
the antidote.
Let's finish searching here.
There was a door at the back.
Come on, Larra!
Come on, come on, come on!
I'm coming, I'm coming.
Come on, Rosso!
It's there!
Yes... it has to be here.
Come on, come on.
Doctor...
This has no way out.
-This doesn't make sense.
-There's nothing here.
What sh*t is this?
Get back, get back!
What sh*t is this?
These are your experiments?
What is this?
Relax!
Relax? These are children!
They're children!
F***!
Where the f*** did they
send us, chief?
Relax.
I'm relaxed, chief.
Larra! Larra!
Relax, okay?
What is this?
What is this?
Relax, Larra!
F***in' relax!
Relax. Relax, okay?
Okay, it's over. There's nothing here.
No! We must go on!
That blood must be somewhere.
I don't get it.
-Nothing here!
-It has to be.
Chief!
Chief!
-Shoot!
-Get it off. Get it off me!
Don't move...
Careful!
-Chief, what was that?
-I don't f***in' know!
Relax, everyone take it easy!
Let's go...
The ceiling, the ceiling!
Where has it gone?
Chief, chief!
Get away!
Be careful!
Don't come closer. Back!
Back, back, Rosso, back.
-Sh*t!
-Freeze!
Don't come closer.
The ceiling, watch the ceiling.
Turn it around, carefully.
Okay, get back.
Who the f*** is he?
Albelda, no doubt.
Chief, there's something here.
I think it's a duct.
A duct, of course.
Bravo, Albelda, very smart!
That blood must be up there.
We must...
Get it off!
Get it off me!
Okay, shoot, aim at his head.
Aim at his head!
Shoot it, shoot it!
Okay. Shoot at the head!
-It's under control.
-It's just a child!
-Just a child!
-No!
No, it's not.
Rosso...
Larra, check the ceiling.
It'll hold up.
Doctor!
Take good hold.
-Be careful!
-Sh*t!
Be careful!
-What do you see?
-Just a moment.
Rosso, cut in!
In.
Larra, be very careful.
Don't worry.
Sh*t...
See anything?
There's something here.
What is it?
It's like a freezer.
And it seems to work.
The test tube! Get it!
-It's got a label.
-What's it say?
C28, M03, T. Medeiros.
We've got it.
Now bring it here.
-What's going on?
-I don't know.
-What's going on?
-I don't know.
What is this?
Come on, get out of there,
Larra, get out!
Come on, Larra, out you go!
Are you okay?
F***in' great.
Now give it to me.
You have her blood.
Now let us out of here.
No, not until we're sure.
I must check it.
But check what, f***?
Medeiros. What more do you need?
That makes no difference.
I told you, I must check it.
You already have, Medeiros!
Doctor!
My omnipotent God, see my
distress and come in my aid,
Jesus, image of the Father,
splendor of the eternal light.
Hold this. Very carefully.
What the f***'s he saying?
...comfort for the abandoned,
you who came into this world
so compassionate of me,
who went down to the hells,
who resurrected amongst the dead,
free us from our enemies,
have compassion of us.
It has reacted, we've got it.
Hell!
I'm sorry. It was burning.
What now?
That was the only one we had!
F***!
-Voice recognition requested.
Owen.
-Recognition confirmed.
-Go ahead.
We have seen civilians at a window.
What do we do?
No one is to leave.
I repeat, no one is to go
outside until I give the order.
Roger!
What now?
-Keep on looking.
-Come on.
-Larra, the door!
-Yes, chief.
No one's out of here until
we finish the mission.
That's clear.
What's not so clear is...
Watch it!
Stay clear!
Get back, Larra!
Hey, who the f*** are you?
-How did they get in?
-They've got a camera.
Catch them!
Catch them? What for?
They're not going anywhere,
you said so.
You know what
No cameras can be around.
That's an order!
-Come on, come on!
-God damn it!
Hold it! Freeze!
Move it, fast!
Let's go!
-Where the f*** did they go?
-I don't know. Move, move!
Larra, check.
Larra, report.
All clear.
It seems they're not here.
In any case,
they're not getting out.
All clear.
Make sure.
-What is this?
-I said in the head!
-Sh*t!
-Larra.
Fast!
F***! F***! F***!
Fast, fast, move it!
Here, use it!
Over here, the door!
It's open.
This will hold.
What are they doing?
Leaving.
-Larra, Larra... f***!
-Cut in Rosso.
-In.
-Sh*t!
Larra... Larra... Situation.
Larra!
I'm in front, chief.
Stay there.
We'll get you out.
Hold on. As soon as it's all clear,
we'll go get you.
-Ma'am, hold it.
-Shoot.
-Hold it.
-Shoot.
Okay, okay, okay...
Larra, get back!
Come on, do it!
Take cover. Take cover.
The clip, chief!
I'm out of f***in' ammo!
Take cover, quick!
The window, the window.
Sh*t!
Okay, okay.
Keep cool.
The gun.
Listen, the pistol.
You still have ammo.
You can do it, Larra.
You can do it...
Larra, what are you doing?
Larra... Larra!
Larra!
Chief...
We're getting out.
Give the f***in' order.
We're getting out!
Incorrect voice recognition.
We're not finished,
we need the blood.
There was just one sample,
you said so.
Now it's lost.
It's all over.
We can get a new sample.
That's bull sh*t.
You said it had to be
the original blood.
The girl Medeiros
began the contagion.
We must find her and
take a sample.
It's the only way.
We don't even know
if she's still alive.
Enough!
We're leaving.
Do you have kids?
What about you?
What?
Would you shoot them
in the head given the case?
If this virus got out of here
we had better have an antidote.
Chief...
Don't move.
Don't touch it.
A woman.
She's dead.
-What is this?
-A rocket.
A rocket?
What the hell...?
Chief, I'm receiving
a signal from Martos.
What? Cut in.
Cut in, Rosso.
Now we know where they are.
Watch out!
Get her off me!
Get her off!
The camera, get the camera!
I've got her, I've got her!
I know you.
Shut up! In the name of Christ,
where are you?
Record it all. That's fundamental.
She knows you?
What the f***'s going on?
They are her puppets.
She talks through them.
Who's she?
The girl, Medeiros. The evil.
Where are you?
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