Infini Page #6

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- Come on, man. We do it together!

- Are we in a f***ing relationship?

We're not gonna do sh*t together!

Menzies said you could call

for an early extraction.

I already did that.

Didn't you hear me the first time?

- Do you wanna put a gun to my head?

- No.

Yes. No.

Sit down! Sit the f*** down!

Sit down!

You know I've got a f***ing wife!

I told you about my f***ing wife!

Is that a f***ing joke?

What did you say again?

- Med bay. You, me, now.

- Med bay.

- Come on.

- F***, no.

You know what? I can smell your fear.

I'm going by myself.

You can do whatever the f*** you want!

Whit!

Whit!

Whit! Whit!

Whit?

Whit? I'm gonna blow

the external vents, Whit!

I'm gonna f***ing do it!

Come on, let's play.

I was thinking of making you my best friend.

Whit, come on, don't walk away!

What happened to us?

I won't let anything happen to us, okay?

I promise.

The three of us.

The baby's gone, Morgan.

I had to get rid of it.

I had to do it!

It was inside the baby!

What did you do?

- Morgan, I wanted to...

- Shut up. Shut up!

Morgan.

The medic.

Claire?

Claire?

- Claire?

- Is she dead?

- Claire?

- Medic!

Did you do that to Morgan?

He left me no choice.

Whit...

I'm so sorry.

We were supposed to get you home.

You can still help me. Claire, listen...

You need to tell me

how we slow this thing down. Please.

It's too smart.

Tell me something you haven't tried.

Tell me something crazy.

I mean, anything crazy,

like a... like...

some kind of drug,

or a cleaning solution, an apoc agent,

anything, please. Please.

Ma...

I don't understand. I don't understand

what you're saying. What are you saying?

- She's saying goodbye to her mum.

- What the f*** would you know?

Please.

Tell me something crazy

that you haven't tried.

Death.

Hey.

She's dead, Whit.

Please. Please.

It's just you and me.

No, no, no, no.

Whit!

Where are you going?

You threw a chair at my head, Whit!

Naughty!

I'm putting my gun down, Whit.

It's too f***ing heavy, anyway.

Talk to me!

Come on, you threw a chair at my head.

I just wanna know why.

Whit!

I'm willing to forgive you.

Come here. Come here, Whit.

Come out! Got nothing, Whit!

F***ing empty-handed, man! Got no gun!

F*** you, Whit!

I know.

I know.

Come on.

...and play, Whit. Play with me.

One left. No hard feelings.

Thought you were winning!

You wanna play?

Medic! Medic!

I'm just f***ing with you.

I'm f***ing with you.

You thought you were gonna win.

I'm playing with you, Whit!

I know! I know!

Whatever you were trying to do here...

you've failed.

I know you're listening.

You could've chosen

any part of any one of us.

But you chose the worst parts

of human behavior...

to use as your voice.

You choose hatred.

You chose violence.

You chose conflict.

You had an inability to see

the bigger picture.

You had a down-right f***ing refusal...

to see beyond the present.

You couldn't get past your own selfish,

ignorant need to dominate.

If you had had time to...

grow...

time to evolve...

things could've been different.

If we could've...

worked together...

I was never meant to be here.

All I was trying to do was make

a better life for my family.

And you took that away from me.

You took it away from everyone.

And now look where it's got us.

Look at me, I'm not a f***ing soldier.

I grew up f***ing studying computers.

I grew up writing computer games.

That's what I wanted to do, play games.

I wanted to grow up

and play games with my son.

Why don't I hate you for that?

My name is Whit Carmichael.

I had you in my f***ing sights,

you little f***ing cocksucker!

Whit Carmichael, this is Philipa Boxen.

Put your hands where I can see them,

Carmichael! Medic!

What is life, Whit? What is life, Whit?

You come home to us at the end.

Whatever you were trying to do here...

you've failed.

I know you're listening.

You could've chosen...

any part of any one of us.

But you chose the worst parts

of human behavior...

to use as your voice.

You chose hatred. You chose violence.

You chose conflict.

You had an inability to see

the bigger picture.

You had a down-right f***ing refusal...

to see beyond the present.

You couldn't get past your own selfish,

ignorant need to dominate.

If you had had time to...

grow...

time to evolve...

things could've been different.

If we could've...

worked together...

I was never meant to be here.

All I was trying to do was make

a better life for my family.

And you took that away from me.

You took it away from everyone.

Why don't I hate you for that?

Whatever you were trying to do here...

Carmichael!

Carmichael!

Carmichael.

The Cap wants us

in the control room ASAP.

Get moving.

It's gone.

Praise be to... whoever.

We're all good, sir.

Good to see you, Whit.

Cap.

I wish I could tell you all

exactly what happened here.

But I can't.

There seems to be a period

of absence that was...

when we were...

incapacitated.

I'm gonna put it down to pressurisation.

Unless someone here

can tell me otherwise.

No, sir.

But what I can confirm...

is that the payload

is permanently offline...

the station is secure...

and we have in our possession

Mr. Whit Carmichael.

All objectives completed.

Yeah, well, I can confirm I have the

greatest hangover in the history of ever.

I'm reading early extraction in five.

You mean five hours?

Five minutes.

Whit.

Yes, sir?

Is there anything you wanna tell us?

No, sir.

You sure about that? Nothing at all?

Positive.

All right, team...

listen to me carefully.

We make the report simple.

And we do our best to make sure no one

ever comes back to this antique sh*t hole.

- Yeah, agreed.

- I'm fine with that.

All right, let's move.

Keep your distance.

Make the signal clean.

We're out in ten...

nine...

eight...

seven...

six...

five...

four...

three...

two...

one.

Step forward, please.

Sir, take your eyeline to me.

One minute and I'll have you home.

One minute.

- What is your name?

- Lieutenant Philipa Boxen.

I'm going to ask you a series of questions.

I advise you to take your eyes to me.

- You know where you are?

- What is your name and date of birth.

- Seet Johanson.

- What is your name?

- Claire Grenich.

- Harris Menzies.

- Tell me your date of birth.

- Place your hand on the glass.

I need your full cooperation

before I can clear you.

- Charlie Kent.

- What's your name, sir?

- Rex Mannings.

- Good.

- You look angry. Why are you angry?

- What is your name and date of birth?

- How many children do you have?

- I have one on the way.

- Do you know where you are?

- East Coast Headquarters.

- What was your mission?

- To collect one Whit Carmichael.

And the payload. Got it?

- If you do not calm down, I cannot help you!

- You can't tell I'm calm?

Were you exposed to any foreign contaminants

on mission that you are aware of?

No.

Jacklar! Look at me. Were you exposed?

I need you to stay on me.

No.

- If you are lying to me, I will know.

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