Curse of Alcatraz Page #5
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that you make this for us.
Notice if you can open these doors.
He/she walks, you can make it.
- Take care.
- Carajo.
Very well.
What does it happen, doctor?
in one of the confinamiento cells
and it had been...
What? What?
Had it been what?
The brutalizaron terribly.
Oh, my God.
Vince, are you?
The control panel?
Not I know what a damned panel is
of control.
Carlos...
We go, we go.
Oh, God.
He/she knew it.
We should never have exhumed
those remains, doctor.
Apologize, I am not in a mood
for fairy tales.
There are other things apart from the sky
and the earth, doctor.
We go.
Please...
- No. Tiffany.
- My God.
Who... who does this make?
What type of damned ass are you?
Prostitute's son.
When he/she opens this damned door,
you are dead man.
Who... he/she makes... this?
Who are?
Not I know that I made.
- They come to me.
- I want to leave of here, please.
I know man.
Who... does he/she make...?
Oh, God.
That somebody helps me.
We go. Please, help me.
Socorro.
You know, it kills me to have to be flattened,
Andrew.
Carajo.
Doctor, we won't be able to leave of here.
We will die to the equal
that damned Tiffany.
He/she hears, he/she hears, calm down, calm down.
Concentrate. We have
that to leave of here.
How's it going that it ventilates?
llumnala and allow me to see
if I can remove it.
If I can... if I can
to remove him/her the cover,
do you believe to be able to enter there?
Me not...
Allow me to see.
We Go, Alissa.
Lower it, lower it.
I not even believe to be able to enter
here.
The door opens up. Care.
Descend.
Be maybe good sign.
Skies...
Oh, my God.
- What did it happen?
- Did Greyson make you this, not?
They should... to leave...
of... the... island.
- It is dead.
- Carajo.
Sh*t.
What carajo will we make now?
We have to get a he/she arms.
The exam room.
Very well.
Not look, don't look, don't look.
Carajo, carajo.
Oh, not. That... it is of Kurt.
We go, we have to leave
of here.
We go. We go.
Not I will let him to happen you anything.
I promise it. Now we go.
He/she left.
Oh, my God.
What does it happen here, doctor?
I Know Kurt. Not it would rot
to have made something like that of horrible.
When I saw Kurt this morning,
it was very strange.
Definitively it happened him/her something.
Good, they maybe also murdered it.
That we found it
in Andrew's hand
it doesn't mean that it has killed him.
With the... that illness
that it affected to the nation chappa,
you said that it caused insanity
in many cases, correct?
Michael, that was behind 200 years...
He/she looks, it follows my idea,
only follow it...
The guard Greyson intersected the hand
in the remains otaktay.
When I saw the wound, there was a small one
infection in the tip of their finger.
However, today the hand
it was swollen and colorless,
- only one day later.
- And what?
That thing could have been loaded
of germs and bacterias
and it takes hundred of years there...
I know it, but seemingly,
according to the... floor analysis...
of Tiffany, the bicarbonate of sodium
However, it would not have killed
to the virus.
Then he/she believes that the guard
was it infected by a virus?
I don't know it, I don't know it.
Not I know.
But if this way outside, it could be had him
transmitted to the other ones, not?
For example, there was vomit
in the cell of Kurt this morning.
And he was really sick.
My God.
Tiffany neither was seen
very well.
How does he/she know that he/she is spreading?
I don't know it.
The infection can pass of payee
Oh, God.
Below, below.
He/she already comes, he/she already comes.
We go, we go, we go.
Where do they believe that they go?
They are in a prison.
Now what?
Carajo.
Please, only...
loose it, old.
Loose it. The cut
in your finger...
you infected yourself with a virus.
- You are sick.
- In fact, doctor...
I feel extraordinary.
No, prostitute's son.
Coarse.
It is dead.
It is dead, it already happened.
It already happened.
We need linen.
Alissa, looks.
He/she walks, let us be sensitive.
I have an open wound
with their vomit and blood above.
I have to make it, Alissa.
Have not maybe penetrated
their sanguine torrent...
He/she looks, I don't know what I could spend,
but yes I know...
that he/she could never make you I damage,
so, please, he/she gives turn the face.
- Please... it separates the head.
- No, Michael.
I am here, it is well.
What did it happen?
It is already safe.
How do we arrive here?
A ship patrols it arrived
the following morning.
It lost a lot of blood.
Am I?
If it is what a?
Infectado?
No, Dr. Hauser, You. he/she made the correct thing.
And seemingly fair on time.
However, he/she will have a scar
very ugly there.
I Am Dr. Olan Stanovitch
with the Center for the Control
of Illnesses.
Both are lucky
of being alive.
The virus with which they entered
in contact,
as well they surmised,
it affects the brain,
in particular the system lmbico
and the hipotlamo.
We take years studying
a stump mutada,
documenting their effect
in laboratory animals.
- It caused insanity.
- Basically.
Essentially...
it eliminates the social behavior
learned in the fellow.
In that moment, there are two results...
or an event complete sictico,
or a regression to our instinct
more primitive...
to kill.
We know that the bud
he/she originated in this area.
For that reason we alert to the authorities
when we find out.
CDC has requested
that both maintain this matter
strictly confidential.
We appreciate their cooperation.
Somebody more he/she survived?
There is a person that continues
missing,
a certain Kurt... Polsky.
If it is in the island, we will find it.
The currents would take it to him
if it was about swiming of return.
Srta. Deerhorn, good day.
Doctor, I wish him/her
a prompt recovery.
What will it happen with the indigenous remains?
Now they are the government's property
American.
Thank you, doctor.
Good day.
Alissa, what does it happen?
I fear that we have loosened
a terrible one bad in the world.
You already heard the doctor.
The virus has been contained.
- He/she finished.
- No.
The science can only explain
a part.
Science?
We Go, Alissa.
Not there is curse.
Michael, the wrong can take
many forms.
This virus is only
one of their manifestations.
And now it is another time I loose.
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