Resident Evil

At the beginning of the 21st century,

the Umbrella Corporation...

had become the largest commercial

entity in the United States.

Nine out of every ten homes

contain its products.

Its political and financial

influence is felt everywhere.

In public, it is the world's

leading supplier...

of computer technology,

medical products and health care.

Unknown even to its own employees...

its massive profits are generated

by military technology...

genetic experimentation

and viral weaponry.

All Umbrella staff must wear

their identity tags at all times.

All radiation badges will be collected

at 5:
00 p.m. this afternoon.

Thank you! God!

Some people.

Yeah.

- Don't show this to me.

- Why not?

Because I'm busy.

It's nothing. Fire drill.

- What is that?

- Fire drill.

- Sh*t!

- Hey, what the hell is going on?

- Get the computers covered! Move it!

- Damn it, I'm trying!

The experiments! Move them!

Shouldn't the doors

open or something?

It's supposed to take us

to the nearest floor.

What's happening?

Line's dead.

- What's the problem?

- The doors won't open.

- What about the ones at the back?

- Locked as well.

There's no fire here!

No fire!

- The code doesn't work!

- No fire!

- "What's wrong with you?"

- "The door won't open!"

And this water

isn't going anywhere.

- What?

- It's a sealed room.

- Help me with the door!

- Oh, f*** the doors!

We have to get out of here.

What's going on?

Has this happened before?

We have to get out of here.

- We have to get out of here!

- Take it easy.

- You take it easy!

- Quiet!

What is that?

Oh, my God.

Halo!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop!

Help!

Let me see.

We're going to have to get out of here.

We have to get out of this building!

Here, give me a hand.

That's as far as they'll go.

They're caught on something.

That's wide enough.

I can squeeze through. I'll get help.

I'm stuck.

You're gonna have to push.

That's it.

A bit more.

What was that?

Oh, Christ!

It's the brakes! Get out!

- I can't move!

- We have to get out of here!

Push her out of the way!

Pull me back inside!

Pull me back inside!

Hello?

- Who are you?

- Move!

Don't touch me! Stop!

- Get away from me!

- Down!

What are you doing?

I'm a cop!

I told you, I'm a cop!

You're breaking my arm!

Report.

Report now.

What?

I want your report, soldier.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

Sir, the house's primary

defenses have been activated.

She's probably still suffering

the side effects.

What are you doing with us?

What about the cop?

Matthew Addison.

I'm not getting a match.

Who are you?

I just transferred. They probably

don't even have me on file yet.

The locals are inefficient.

It's possible.

Should I secure him here?

No. We take him with us.

You can't do this!

Blow me.

Prep for entry to the Hive.

Power's down.

- So fix it.

- I'm on it.

Are you done yet?

Jumpy.

Stand clear!

- You got a problem?

- How's that door?

- It's sealed shut.

- Let me.

Jumpy?

Lie still. Lie still!

Watch this light.

Follow it.

- Now, how many fingers am I holding up?

- Three.

Good.

Now tell me your name.

I don't know.

He's fine. Memory loss,

just like the other one.

Let's open that door.

Listen to me. I want to know

who you people are...

and I want to know

what's going on here.

Now!

You and I have the same employer.

We all work

for the Umbrella Corporation.

The mansion above us

is an emergency entrance to the Hive.

You are security operatives

placed there to protect that entrance.

What about this?

Your marriage is a fake.

Just part of your cover

to protect the secrecy of the Hive.

And what is the Hive?

Show them.

Accessing schematic of the Hive.

Accessing schematic of the Hive.

Raccoon City, nearest urban center.

The mansion where we found you...

and through which we gained

access to the train...

which, in turn,

brought us to the Hive.

The Hive itself

is located underground...

deep beneath the streets

of Raccoon City.

A top-secret research facility...

owned and operated

by the Umbrella Corporation...

the Hive houses over 500 technicians,

scientists and support staff.

They live and work underground.

Their research

is of the highest importance.

Its nature is classified.

Our position on the map

is indicated by heat signature.

Why can't I remember anything?

The Hive has its own

defense mechanisms...

all computer-controlled.

A nerve gas was released

into the house.

"Primary effect of the gas"--

complete unconsciousness

lasting anything up to four hours.

Secondary effects are varied,

but can include acute memory loss.

- For how long?

- Subjective.

An hour, day, week.

So you're saying

this place was attacked?

I'm afraid things are

a little more complicated than that.

Sir! We've breached the Hive.

J.D.

Got it.

Halon content has dissipated.

Makes it easier to work underground,

thinking there's a view.

Looks like we're taking the stairs.

- Status.

- Red Queen is locked onto us.

She knows that we're here.

Who's the Red Queen?

State-of-the-art

artificial intelligence.

She is the computer

that controls the Hive.

This is gonna slow us down.

Our route to the Queen

takes us straight through these labs.

Rain, J.D., see how bad

the flooding is.

Kaplan, find us

an alternate route.

What happened here?

Five hours ago,

Red Queen went homicidal.

Sealed the Hive

and killed everyone down here.

-Jesus.

- When we realized what was happening...

my team was dispatched

to shut her down.

Why did she do it?

That we don't know.

But outside interference

is a possibility.

Jesus!

Hey. You okay?

- Here.

- No.

- I'm fine.

- Please, come on.

It's cold in here.

Are you--

Do you remember anything

from before this?

No. Nothing before the train.

And you?

No. Nothing.

I found an alternate route,

but it's gonna cost us time.

We double back,

cut through Dining Hall B...

then we're right on track.

Sir, no go.

The whole level's flooded.

All right,

we're behind schedule.

So let's move it.

Come on.

Poor bastards.

Dining Hall B.

That's what it says on the map.

Maybe you're reading it wrong.

Maybe the corporation's

keeping a few secrets down here.

Something you're

not supposed to see.

J.D., you and Rain keep the prisoner

here and secure the exit.

Sir, halon levels

are nonexistent in this room.

I think the system malfunctioned.

All right.

There may be survivors.

Give me a search line,

but keep it tight.

Move it.

- I said keep it tight.

- Sorry.

I'm not sure I want to remember

what went on down here.

I don't blame you.

What do they keep in these things?

How do I know?

What's taking so long?

Red Queen's defenses are in place.

She's making it difficult.

Let's pack it up.

You stay here.

The lights are automated.

Nothing to worry about.

- Transmitter in position.

- "Roger."

Running the bypass.

Checkmate.

Move up.

- What is that?

- That's what will shut the Queen down.

Delivers a massive

electrical charge.

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