Resident Evil 1 (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.

It's 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 milltary 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 p.m. this afternoon.

Thank you. God.

Morning.

Some people.

Yeah.

Don't show this to me. Why not?

Because I'm busy. All right.

It's nothing. Fire drill.

What is that? Fire drill.

Shit! Get the computer's covered! What the hell's going on?

Move it! Damn it, I'm trying!

The experiments! Move them!

Hey! Hey.

Shouldn't the doors open or something?

It's supposed to take us to the nearest floor.

Hello?

Hello?

What's happening?

line's dead.

More than a drill. Come on.

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! There's no fire here! 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, fuck 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.

Quiet.

What is that?

Oh, my God.

Halon!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop!

Help.

No.

Let me see.

We 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.

It'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!

Pull me back.

Push her out of the way! Pull me back inside!

Pull me back inside.

Pull me back inside.

Hello?

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.

Hey! Prep for entry to the Hive.

Power's down.

So fix it. I'm onit.

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... I don't know.

He's fine. Memory loss, just llke the other one.

I feel terrible.

Let's open that door.

llsten. I wanna know who you people are, and I wanna 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. 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 facillty owned and operated by the Umbrella Corporation,

the Hive houses over 500 technicians, scientists, and support staff.

They llve and work underground.

Their research is of the highest importance.

Its nature is classified.

Our position on the map is indicated by a 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 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, it was...

Please, come on. I'm fine.

It's cold in here.

Are you...?

Do you remember anything from before this?

No.

No. Nothing before the train.

You?

No.

Nothing.

I found an alternate route, but as you can see, 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.

Kaplan. 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.

Could be 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 the hell do they keep in these things?

How do I know?

What's taking so long?

Red Queen's defenses are in place.