The Rig Page #4

leave us alone.

We're safer in here

than we are out there.

He's not going anywhere

like that.

I just don't like

being boxed in here like this.

Guys.

He's having an allergic reaction.

We have to get him

an adrenalin shot now.

In the sickbay?

Yeah.

Damn it.

He's struggling to breathe.

If we don't...

I know.

I'll go get it.

I'll go with you.

Well, I can get on the monitors

and watch for this thing.

What about you guys in here?

Take the gun.

We'll be fine.

We'll get you help, Andrew.

Hang in there.

We need to go under the rig.

What?

We need to go under the rig

to avoid this thing.

It's longer,

but it's the safest way.

Carey, we're going

under the rig.

I don't have cameras

under there.

I know.

Shh.

Jeez, where have you been?

You're being hunted.

Keep moving.

Okay, I've got it portside.

Stay out of that area.

There's another one.

What?

There's two of them.

They got Faulkner.

- Is this it?

- Yes yes.

Give him the shot.

Is he gonna be all right?

I don't know.

You didn't happen to get

any bandages for his leg, did you?

I thought I'd ask.

What happened?

Easy.

Get him up!

Come on, come on.

Okay, here we go.

Move.

Andrew.

He's dead.

Sh*t. Okay.

Here here.

Come on, come on, come on.

Shh. Shh.

- It's clear.

- Are you sure?

It went over the side.

- Do you think it's gone for good?

- I doubt it.

What the hell

do we do now?

We gotta kill it.

Or it's gonna kill us.

How?

I'm gonna wait up on the helicopter pad

with a bunch of pipes and knives.

And when it comes, I'm gonna

go to town on that motherf***er.

We could.

But I doubt pipes and knives

are gonna do the trick.

Well, aren't there some chemicals

or something we can use?

This is an oiI rig.

We gotta have something.

A bunch of metal tools.

You want to throw wrenches at it?

No. I don't know.

What about natural gas?

You want to blow the rig?

- I like it.

- No no no no.

We pump gas into an area,

we lure the thing in there,

and we burn it to a crisp.

- Yeah, we can do that too.

- Yeah, I can get the rig online.

We can redirect the gas

to whatever line we want.

- How long will that take?

- 15-20 minutes.

Good. Freddy,

we need some flare guns.

We have that

in the emergency kit.

All right.

How are we gonna

lure it there?

One thing at a time.

Let's get moving.

Oh! F***ing...

F***er.

F*** you.

No flare gun.

Found the flares.

It'll have to do.

Be careful that doesn't

go off by accident.

Good call.

How are we doing?

Almost there.

So how are we gonna

lure it in?

Well, I figured you and I

keep watch on the drill deck.

Carey, you watch the monitors.

When we see this thing,

we use ourselves as bait.

That's what I was afraid of.

Okay.

Kyle.

I love you.

I love you too.

Good luck.

Thanks. You too.

I don't suppose we could hope

this thing gave up on us.

I wouldn't count on it.

Guys, I got something.

What is it?

Movement on

the northeast corner.

Freddy, that's you.

I don't see anything.

It was just a shadow,

but it was definitely movement.

I've got an idea.

I'm gonna kill this thing.

- Carey, what do you see?

- I don't know. I've lost it.

Freddy!

Freddy!

Freddy!

Carey, I'm coming to you.

What?

Where's Freddy?

He's gone. I'm coming to you,

and coming to you fast.

Are you okay?

Listen, we can still kill

this thing, all right?

Yeah.

We can do this.

- Let's go.

- Uh-huh.

Run!

Oh sh*t.

Charlie rig,

this is Weyland base command.

Roger that. The weather is clear.

What's your ETA?

- It's rescue 1-5.

- I'll take it.

Rescue 1-5,

this is Ken Fleming at base.

Copy, Mr. Fleming.

This is 1-5.

We're approaching

Charlie rig now.

Do you see any of the crew?

Sir, I've got one person

on the helipad.

It's a female, Caucasian.

Carey.

Anyone else, 1-5?

Sir, this is Rescue 1-5, copy.

Go ahead, 1-5.

Sir...

the girl is hysterical, sir.

She's saying

the crew is dead.

She says

they're all gone.

John, get her back here, okay?

Okay.

This is base.

The rig's systems are offline.

It looks like a substantial blow.

And as soon as everybody

gets on site, you call me.

Colin, come in here.

John, excuse us.

What's going on?

I gotta be straight

with you, son.

We just got an automatic

emergency message from your rig.

Colin, I'm sorry.

I should have stayed.

No.

You did exactly what you were

supposed to do.

Your brother did exactly

what he was supposed to do.

I know these rigs.

And I know Jim.

The storm did not cause

that explosion.

That rig was blown

for another reason.

- And I'm gonna go find out why.

- I'm going.

No, you're staying here.

I have to go.

I have to bring

my brother home.

God.

Oh my God.

Colin.

Colin.

Freddy!

Freddy.

Colin!

That's for my brother,

you ugly son of a b*tch.

Are you still looking

for that transfer?

'Cause I'm coming with you.

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