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I'm confident I can

communicate with them,

provided your thesis is correct.

Provided it's correct, that's good.

That's why they call

it a thesis, doctor.

What are you smiling about?

- Alright, Mr. Ravel, Mr. Chance,

let's take her down.

- Roger that. - Yes captain.

How are we doing?

- Great.

Alright boss.

- All personnel, this is the captain.

Brace for entry.

- Yes captain.

That means you too Vickers.

What is the atmosphere?

Atmosphere is 71% Nitrogen,

Whoa, now that's weather.

- Just like home.

Only if you're breathing

through an exhaust pipe.

CO2 is over 3%. Two minutes

without a suite, you're dead.

Peak, port side, 52.000. Makes

Everest look like a baby brother.

Alright, take us round.

We will use that as our point of entry.

Terrain data rising up. We've got a

couple of hard spots. Could be metal.

No radio, no heat source.

- Nobody's home.

There's nothing in the

desert. No man needs nothing.

What was that?

- Just something from a film I like.

Let's go through that gateway.

Reduce air speed by 100 knots.

Going through, nice and slow.

Keep her steady boys.

- There.

What are you doing?

Doctor Holloway why

don't you take a seat?!

Right there. God does not

build in straight lines.

Starboard side, this valley! Captain,

do you think you can put us down there?

I wouldn't be any good if I couldn't do

that, Mr. Ravel, starboard 90 degrees.

One mile, port bow.

- One mile, port bow.

Engage landing sequence.

Switch to manual.

Easy does it. Yeah baby, yeah.

Putting her down in 5, 4...

Captain, would you please tell

the survey team to suit up?

And meet us in the air lock.

- There's only 6 hours left of daylight.

Why don't you leave it 'till the morning?

- No, no, it's Christmas captain,

and I want to open my presents.

You, boy, you're coming with us.

- I'd be delighted.

Hey Jackson, what's that for?

Expedition security. My job is to

make sure everybody's nice and safe.

This is a scientific

expedition, no weapons.

Alright then. Good luck with that.

David, why are wearing a suite?

I beg your pardon?

- You don't breathe, remember?

So, why wear a suite?

I was designed like this

because you people are

more comfortable interacting

with your own kind.

If I didn't wear a suite,

it would defeat the purpose.

Making you guys pretty close?

- Not to close I hope.

This is just one small step for mankind.

Seriously?

Come on! You ready to

do this?! I know you are.

Fifield, I want a

spectrograph on that structure,

I want to know if it's natural or

somebody put it there, alright?

I can't tell you if it's natural or not,

but what I can tell you is, it's hollow.

Prometheus, are you seeing this?

Affirmative, we see you.

Are you ready?

- Yeah. - Let's do it.

After you.

- After you.

Careful.

- Prometheus, we're going in.

Copy that.

Pause back here, some

kind of a corridor.

Mr. Fifield, let's get a grid of the

structure, I want the whole interior.

If there's anything in

here worth looking at,

these pups will find them.

- Pups? - Yeah, my pups.

Prometheus, we are now mapping.

Copy that.

I'll be damned.

Fifield, you got a reading?

- Yeah.

Pups are saying, this way.

Look at this.

Oh Charlie...

Jesus, sunlight's heating the water.

Check out the humidity.

- Yeah, look at the CO2 levels.

Outside it's completely toxic,

and in here there's nothing.

It's breathable.

What are you doing?

Charlie, don't be an idiot.

Don't be a sceptic. There's something

generating an atmosphere, David?

Dr. Holloway is correct.

- Cleaner than ours, actually.

They were terraforming here.

- Please, don't do...

Ellie, I'm not wearing this thing anymore.

Wish me luck babe. - Do you copy,

do not remove your head gear.

You crazy bastard.

Prometheus connect our suit cameras if you

want to continue watching this freak show,

we are taking our helmets off.

Copy that, switching feeds.

Well come on, pay up.

Pay what?

- What do you mean "pay what"?

Something's manufacturing

breathable air down there.

That means it's terraforming. - No, no,

the bet was why we came here.

If you said that that old man wanted

to talk to martians, then I'd pay

Oh come on, a hundred

credits, put it towards

a lap dance of miss

Vickers, how about that?

It's minus 12 in here.

So why is this water not frozen?

Maybe it's martian piss.

That's your, scientific

theory? Is it, Mr. Biology?

Well, whatever it is it sure is clean.

Impressive.

What was that?

- David?

David?!

David?!

Ellie!

What the hell was that? - Aren't

you glad we didn't bring any weapons?

Whose idea was that?!

- Keep up!

Where did he go?

There it is.

Oh my God, Charlie we found them.

- What do you mean "them"?

It is them Ellie.

Looks like a door, and

he's been decapitated by it.

Son of a b*tch.

They were right.

Did you want them to be wrong?

David, please tell me you can read that.

Perhaps.

I'm out of here.

Fifield, where are you going?

What?

Look, I'm just a geologist,

I like rocks, I love rocks.

It's clear you two don't

give a sh*t about rocks,

but what you do seem to care

about is gigantic dead bodies

I don't really have anything to

contribute in the gigantic dead body arena!

I'm gonna go back to the

ship, if you don't mind.

Anyone want to join me? You staying?

No, ship's good.

- Yeah, ship very good.

Congratulations on meeting your maker.

- Thank you.

Pull yourself together man.

I thought you were the crazy one.

Do you have the carbon reader?

Thank you.

How long has it been dead?

Two thousand years, give or take.

What are you doing David?

I'm attempting to open the door.

Wait, we don't know

what's on the other side.

Ups, sorry.

Look Ford, it's the head.

An amazing state of preservation.

We'll take it in.

Remarkably human.

Beautiful painting.

It's a mural.

Stop, stop, don't touch it.

- Sorry.

Please, don't touch anything.

It's sweating.

Organic.

Oh no, Charlie the murals are changing.

I think we've averted the

atmosphere in the room.

Charlie, do you copy?

Overhead, Ford quick,

help me bag the head.

Boss?

- What you got?

We got an incoming

storm front, silica and

lots of static, this is not good.

- I see it.

Ground crew this is Janek.

Need you to hustle back right now.

Ground crew, do

you copy? I got 200 km

winds of airborne silica and

enough static to fry your suit.

Copy that sir, but we

need more time here.

I'll be closing the

outer doors in 15 minutes.

I sincerely hope you can make it.

Charlie, David, we must leave now!

This is just another tomb.

David?

Let's go!

David, we are leaving!

Come on! Damn it,

they've already taken off.

Come on, let's go.

Prometheus to ground crew,

you're running out of time.

Come on.

Drive faster!

Charlie, the head!

Ellie stop! What are you doing?!

Sh*t

Ellie hold on!

Goddamn it.

- Close it!

Got it.

Decontamination at level 3.

What was that Ellie?

You could have compromised

the entire mission,

not to mention almost killing yourself!

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