Isle of the Dead

The place is on lockdown!

Wexler: What's the containment level?

Captain: Containment? There is no containment!

Wexler: What about the barracks?

-Breached. -The armory?

-Breached! -What about my lab?

Lab? That's how this whole cluster started!

You and your experiments!

Dammit, I have to get to the lab!

Now, Captain!

Yes, sir!

Security protocol. Aidan Wexler.

Captain: We need an evacuation plan.

Wexler: We are not leaving this place.

We're fixing it.

Wexler: This facility was entrusted to me. Everything I have built is here.

I am not going to run away.

You can go down with the ship if you want to, Colonel.

I didn't sign up to be one of your guinea pigs.

Neither did my men.

As far as I'm concerned, you can rot here with the rest of your pets.

If you ask me nicely, maybe I'll do you a favor and end you here.

You're pathetic.

If you were any kind of leader you and your men would have held this facility.

That was your job. You failed.

Marshall: Help me!

Air's clean. We're good.

Alright ladies and gentlemen, we're in the green.

LZ is clear.

Just over that ridge,

turns into jungle fast.

Sat imagery didn't pick up any heat signatures,

that doesn't mean the trees aren't crawling with those skin puppet bastards.

Eyes open all the time. Understood?

Sir! Yes, Sir!

Remember mission objectives.

One. Find and locate any Alpha team survivors.

Two. Get the hell out alive.

And three, kill a ton of deadies.

You think this is a video game, Pugh?!

Whatever's on this island took Alpha team offline in less than an hour.

They were a hell of a lot tougher than you!

Our single advantage is we have some idea of

what we're walking into.

This maybe the one day in your life you get to be smarter than someone, Pugh.

Try not to screw it up.

Understood?

Sir. Yes, Sir.

That thing working?

One hundred percent.

Good. Set it for ten hours on my mark.

Ready?

Mark.

What's that?

Safety net.

GPS beacon. Five hundred miles east from here, there's an Ohio class sub listening to that box.

We don't hit the snooze on that sucker within 10 hours,

our friends under the sea will surmise this island is beyond

reclamation and nuke the almighty crap out of it.

So, assuming we get out of here as planned,

one of us needs to remember to turn the lights out before we go.

You hear that, Gibson?

Loud and clear, sir.

This island holds significant scientific importance.

You don't get to just destroy it.

All due respect, Mademoiselle, I don't know how the French government works,

but the U.S. government made this island.

They want to unmake it that's their call.

We're on this godforsaken island for exactly 10 hours.

When that chopper comes back, I expect every one of you to be on it.

You read me?

Sir! Yes, sir!

Make sure your personal beacons are on.

Don't want anyone getting lost.

Good.

Duggan, you're on point. -Copy that.

Doc, you're with me and Gibson.

Pugh, try not to trip on your own dick.

Jerome, you got rear.

Sir, do you hear that?

I don't hear anything.

Exactly.

Gibson: We've been to a hundred of these places,

they always sound like a freakin' zoo.

I don't like it.

You and me both.

I mean what I said, Gibson. We're all getting off this island.

The facility is that way. -Much obliged.

Sir.

Right there.

One bogey.

Just as advertised.

I wonder how many more around.

That thing moves half an inch towards us it's toast.

There's more of them.

To the left.

Fall in! Fall in! Fall in!

Gibson: I got the six. -Fall in! Fall in!

Move! Move! Move! - Fall in!

- Fall in! Fall in! - Go! Go! Go!

To the west! To the west!

Did overall just do that?

Pugh, take care of Duggan.

Gibson: I think that's the last of them...for now.

Gibson! Med kit!

Gibson: What happened? -The whole island's swarming with them!

Pugh: It's going to be okay.

Sir, you know what you have to do. -Not now, Doc.

She's one of my own.

You fix her up, best you can.

Yes, sir. -We gotta keep moving. Eyes on the prize.

Eyes on the prize?

I don't know what just happened or what these things are.

But we are not prepared! -You are a Navy SEAL, son.

You are prepared for anything and everything.

You hear me?

Good.

Captain!

Jerome. Gibson. Take the west flank. I got the east. -Sir.

I got you, alright? I got you.

You know she's dead, right?

Captain!

Gibson, over here!

Pugh: I fixed her up the best I could.

Captain!

Where is he, Pugh?

Where is he?

That way.

We gotta move.

Let's move! Let's move! Come on!

Let's go!

If you're going to insist on bringing her, you might want to shut her up.

It's gonna draw attention.

Let her rest.

Sit her down.

There you go.

There you go.

Bite on this for me, okay?

- You're going to be okay. You're going to be okay.

It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay.

It's going to be okay.

You know what you have to do, right?

- Pugh: It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay.

Any morphine? -No.

The facility is that way. Probably a mile or so.

We're going to have to keep moving.

And you cannot bring her with us.

You know that?

Jerome and Pugh can go with you.

I need to stay here and handle this.

What are you doing?

I'm going to stay here so I can position the GPS so I can light a fuse in this dump.

We have to find that research facility.

"We"? You're not a member of this team, Doctor.

You're a piece of carry-on luggage.

Listen, our primary mission hasn't changed.

Yes it has.

The minute that that freak took our Captain into the

jungle my mission became keeping my men alive.

On your mission is to find whatever's left of the Alpha team.

That mission doesn't get tossed aside just because you saw something that scared you.

So, what's it gonna be, Lieutenant?

Are you gonna do what you came here to do?

Or are you going to run away?

Jerome. Pugh.

Are you ready to finish this?

Sir. Yes, sir.

Lieutenant!

- It's alright! It's alright! -Look at me! Look at me!

Mikaela: She's turning! She's turning!

She's turning!

Look at me! Look at me!

Keep fighting! Keep fighting! Keep fighting!

What the!

Jerome: You killed her!

Pugh: What was that?

Dispatching the problem before it gets worse.

She was dead the moment that thing bit her.

Mikaela: You all know that.

If anything you should be thanking me.

That was not your call!

You are not the leader of this team!

Neither are you! Or else you'd act like it.

You know as well as I do what was happening to her when she was becoming.

You should have done what I did the moment you saw it.

But instead you put all of our lives in danger.

You raise your gun at one of my men again,

and the next bullet's going to go...

right there.

Are you done?

Hey, sir!

I think you're going to want to see this.

What?

Who's Murphy?

The leader of the Alpha Team.

Jerome: There's more here.

This must be as far as they got.

Dug in and emptied the whole thing.

It doesn't make any sense.

Search the area.