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meteor. There's some kind of spores attached.
What are you talking about some kind of
spore. That sounds like a foreign cotangent.
That should go immediately into quarantined,
none of us here get to play happy scientist.
Our firs objective is
to save are own asses.
Do you understand?
I'll deal with it.
And listen I can't stress this enough.
If any one of you starts felling confused or anything
abnormal including mild auditory, or visual hallucination...
You come see me immediately.
Scientists!
Drilling rigs going to sleep.
Should reduce our power drain!
Ava, can you come up here.
You got to see this.
You got it contained?
Ye. Come and take a look at this.
I've never seen anything like it,
Some form of ancient cell structure,
Its reproducing at an incredible rate.
What?
Got a sample there, why don't you run it
through diagnostics see what you can find.
This is Moon Base ARK, Colonel
Brauchman to mission control, come in!
Madsen? Are you there?
Can you copy?
Madsen? If you can hear me,
Close down all mining work.
Power is reduced to emergency lights only.
Confirm rescue shuttle request.
This is U.S Moon Base Ark, Colonel
Brauchman to mission control, come in?
She's ran three different diagnostics?
All have identical results.
Spores from the meteor can reproduce them self's
without carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen.
It seems exposure to light
is what triggers them.
Holly sh*t if this is what you say it is.
We've just joined Banning
Fleming and Edison.
They can replicate, reproduce
nutrients entirely by themselves.
Like a bacterium?
Only a hole lot smarter.
Spores are essentially dormant codes, though no one knows
what the replication of those spores will look like.
I mean it could transmogrify it
Evolve into what?
But its the rate of growth that's
absolutely extraordinary.
I mean they're 100 times faster than
any cells found in the human body.
You okay?
Yea.
I'm just feeling a little nauseous
I'm gonna go and lie down.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Easy now, slowly.
Where am I?
Medical bay.
Why are you all here wha... what's wrong?
No! God no get it off.
It's okay!
What is it get it off me!!!
Whats going on!
Hey, just Relax!
Son of a b*tch!
Johns, out in the hallway now.
Okay, you okay!
Whats it doing just look at me.
Hay hay hay listen!
You gotta breathe, breath for me.
Slowly, just calm down just calm down.
Okay.
Shhh, I'm here. Okay.
Ava, you got to listen to me now.
OK?
You have what appears to be a
massively execrated pregnancy.
Ava, okay, I can't explain it.
I mean it can't be this fast.
It can't be. Okay.
What are they fighting about?
little cautious as usual,
Be all right.
We are going to get to the
bottom of this I promise you.
you've got to rest okay.
Here lie-down.
Okay.
I'm gonna leave now.
Oh don't go.
I'll be right back,
you're safe here, it's OK.
He wants to put her in lock down.
Lance, shes got to go into quarantined.
You've got to back me up on this.
Shes got some form of massive growth, Without power
to the equipment I can't make a correct diagnosis.
Do you and her... did you? Aw come on man, 6 months
pregnant in 24 hours? Give me a f***ing break.
Shes got a reaction to chemical exposure,
we need to have access to treat her.
Shes going into isolation, I'm not
going to risk station safety.
Your not putting her on lock down Colonel.
She needs constant medical supervision.
She has contagion. Rules state contagion
requires 48 hours lock down and observation.
And if she dies in there?
You'll have supervised access
But that bay door will stay locked.
[ System Alert ] Access is denied.
Colonel, this is unacceptable protocol I
need unconditional access to Ava 24/7.
Colonel, do you hear me?
I'm just as concerned
about Cameron as you are.
As commander, I'm bound by regulations.
Shes gonna remain in isolation.
You'll have access to her when
ever you need, just let me know.
How about now.
Look, I'm not a medic do but according to your
notes, shes late into her third trimester...
when a babies organs are
almost fully formed.
How the hell's that possible?
The diagnosis is that
its some form of cyst.
Might even be accelerated cancer, or
replicated pregnancy its been known to happen.
But what if these spores
have some how infected her?
Well then we'd be in deep sh*t.
Oh God! Jesus Christ.
No no no don't touch her.
Shes dying man
Cameron, Cameron come on.
Ava, wake up! Ava can you hear me? Come on.
Come on.
We have her...
What the hell are these things?
Colonel, I need a light!
Bruce! Snap out of it
come on, give me light!
What happened? Whatever caused the
swelling burst you passed out.
Shes hemorrhaging I need
Ptoesium Nephragin, top shelf.
Gentlemen we need to leave!
She'll die unless we do something.
This room is officially under quarantine.
You can't lock me up in here?
Lie down Ava!
Ava, let me help you!
I'm not leaving her.
Why do you want to lock me up in
here, what is wrong with you?
Hey!
Bruce, go!
I will stop the hemorrhaging.
Colonel, you have no jurisdiction here.
I'm the stations doctor.
Right the medical bay is yours,
report to me when you're done.
Can't do this to me you son of a b*tch!
Son of a b*tch!
No! Get lii aa!
Shes infected, you could be now.
She put her life on the line for
us and this is how you repay her?
You concentrate on fixing
the communication device.
Then command can figure out what
to do with her. Until then...
You follow my orders. Sure sure.
I'll just follow orders.
Figure we all got a bit of cabin fever,
maybe a touch of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Ell Captain ordered to lock Ava up and.
Maybe one of these spores
infected her and created some.
Weird sh*t.
And we've yet to find out what that is.
Heating's been of for 7 hours.
Starting to feel a chill.
Well back to work.
Senior engineer Bruce Johns, Moon base ARK.
Screams!
Ava, what are you doing?
Ava!
Ava!
Ava! Let go!
Sit on the bed!
Ava calm down! Hold her!
Help.
What the hell is wrong with you, Calm down.
Johns Johns, we need your help!
It bit me!
What the hell are you talking about?
It bit me Alright! Alright!
Something was in there!
Hey, hey! Something was in here!
There's nothing in here.
Well something took a god
dam bite out of my leg.
Ah look!
Bruce, listen to me you probably just got cut by
some glass from the cabinet or a broken bottle OK.
Its nothing...
No, no no, listen listen! There's
something god dam in here...
There right there.
I swear, Look.
Go on look.
I'm locking this room down
let me know when your done.
Look him over hes clearly got all the
signs of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Okay.
Something was on top of me.
I felt the weight of it on my chest, okay.
This creature was feeding on my breast.
It wasn't real their was nothing Ava.
There is nothing in here,
do you understand me?
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