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They want to tinker with us,

and before you know it,

they'll want to breed us.

This is a risky play, General.

Great risk yields great reward,

Mr. Secretary.

Our forces are overextended

and underfunded.

The potential edge

these creatures provide

could ensure our national

security for decades,

and the applications

are limitless.

I certainly hope you know

what you're doing, Chris,

because if we lose control

of this thing,

it'll make smallpox

look like a bad rash.

We are taking every precaution.

What about the CDC

and USAMRIID?

Dr. Gordon and her people

are in line for now.

But Major Hoffman,

on the other hand...

Do we have the image yet?

Yes, sir. Putting it

on-screen now.

Have you guys seen this woman?

Perfect.

Mr. Compassion.

That way?

Target located.

Tranquilizers only.

We need her alive.

Out of the way!

Subject just headed

north into the park.

I want the whole place

on lockdown.

She's about 300 yards

out in front of you,

headed into the trees.

Take it around the back.

We'll cut her off at the other end.

Right! To the right!

Get us close.

Ho ho ho.

Gotcha!

Hit her with the nets.

Hit her.

That's enough.

General...

Patient Zero.

Donna Voorhees,

four weeks ago,

she chartered a plane

from Vancouver to a remote

part of Iquani National Park.

It's in the Yukon.

12 days ago, she flew in

from Yellowknife.

She passed through a full

body scan in Toronto

before she boarded Canadian

Airline flight 323 to JFK

and landed

at 8:
05 A.M.

Anything off the body scan?

No. I'm, uh, checking.

I'm waiting for it to upload.

Her body underwent

complete transformation...

skeletal system, organs,

DNA, everything...

mutating into a canine form,

at which point she began

attacking those around her.

Within 23 minutes, 236 people

had been infected

with the virus.

What we rendered

here is a simulation

of the antibody detecting,

then attaching itself

to the lupine antigen.

This is what should happen.

If the wolf host passed the

antibodies into the subject,

then the composition

should be identical.

This is what we

actually observed

from Patient Zero's blood

earlier this morning.

She doesn't hold

the antibodies.

No, sir.

We've been wasting our time.

On the contrary, sir.

She's invaluable,

for research, observation.

What are you doing?

Put her down.

What?!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. General,

this is way out of line.

She's a threat.

Oh, that's right, Hoffman.

You have trouble

spotting threats.

Perhaps we should let her live

long enough to carry the

virus out of this place,

like your USAMRIID

scientist did.

This is different.

She's an innocent civilian.

I'm warning you to stand down.

You have no authority here.

No?

What about the President

of the United States?

You're only making things

worse for yourself, Major.

The White House

is not gonna listen

to someone they believe

to be infected.

I told them you

contracted the virus

while searching the airport.

What is wrong with you?

General, please, listen to me.

You don't want to do this.

She is our only connection

to the wolf host.

Believe me, we need her alive.

General Mooning.

What is it?

There's a Max Stevens

outside from JFK,

says he needed to speak

to Major Hoffman.

You know this man?

Yeah, I do.

Then bring him in.

It ain't right,

rounding us up in this prison,

treating us like a bunch

of damn lab rats.

No one is going to help us.

We have to take matters

into our own hands.

We outnumber them 10 to 1.

It's time we do something.

What is it?

Ah. Whoa.

It's her.

Uh, Major Hoffman

had me do some, uh,

legwork on Ms. Voorhees,

and, uh,

well, I... I got

something better.

I have a full body scan of

Ms. Voorhees from Toronto.

May I?

Yeah.

Thank you.

She's got the host

DNA inside of her.

A tooth.

A tooth from the host could

contain the antibodies.

She's bradycardic!

Don't touch her.

You're crazy!

Curable lupine

won't be a threat.

You want to use

those things as weapons?

Can you imagine

training them...

the heightened senses and

strength of the animal,

the intellect of a man?

We need a cure, yes,

but locked in a vault

in the Pentagon

so our enemies

can't use it against us.

Sit down, Mr. Stevens.

We don't need her.

You turn those creatures

loose on the battlefield,

and that virus will spread

around the globe like wildfire.

Anybody who's attacked

will carry the virus out

with him.

Not if each bite carries

with it a neurotoxin,

an injected neurotoxin that

only our wolves are immune to.

You're gonna make

them more deadly.

You can't just let her die.

She'll talk.

She'll talk to us.

And we need

to confirm the link.

We could be wrong

about the tooth,

just like we were wrong

about the antibodies

being in her blood.

General, please, listen to me.

She's our only

connection to the host.

She can tell us where

she last saw it,

where it lives.

If you kill her,

we'll have absolutely nothing.

Go ahead.

She's not breathing.

Give me one milligram

of epinephrine.

She's V-fib.

I'm gonna have to shock her.

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

She's stabilizing.

Get the tooth, now.

I have to cut into her arm.

The teeth is lodged beneath her tendons.

Then do it.

Scalpel.

General, we need to go now.

Hey.

It's okay.

What the hell are you doing?

It's okay.

Shh.

Just trust me, okay?

Don't move.

My name's Brian.

We're here

to protect you, Donna.

Good.

We're gonna take care

of you now, okay?

It's gonna be all...

I'll be damned.

Get QRF rolling,

priority one containment.

Mayday, mayday. This is an emergency

broadcast from Wards Island.

Patients have breached the compound

and are infiltrating Manhattan.

They've taken canine form

and considered

extremely dangerous.

I don't care

how bad this sucks.

We've got an IPO

bake-off on Friday,

and I need you on this pitch.

One more complaint out of you,

you...

Got it.

Mr. President,

we need to get you

to a secure location.

We've lost containment

on Wards Island.

What happened?

Canines have escaped, sir.

They're sweeping south

into Manhattan.

No, sir.

No, that is not true.

He only wants you

to think we're infected

to keep us out of the way.

Now, look, you have

to trust me on this.

Look, sir, he has taken matters

completely into his own hands.

No. Mr. President,

no, sir.

Don, with all due respect,

I will not turn myself in.

You just hung up

on the President.

Yeah, well, New York City's

being torn apart as we speak.

I can't just sit

around and do nothing.

Okay, Donna.

Donna, here.

I want you to keep this on.

It's gonna monitor your pulse.

Whatever you do,

don't let it go above 150.

Look, we'll explain all this to you later,

okay?

Monning's probably

got a hit squad

on the way as we speak.

We gotta get off this island now,

all right?

Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on.

Get down.

Why are they trying to kill us?

You may have

the cure in your arm,

and if the General

has his way about it,

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