The Andromeda Strain

Thats Orion right there,

the triangle.

And that is Cassiopia.

- Cassiopia? - Yeah.

Who was she?

No idea.

Thats the big dipper,

and here we have another celestial body.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm about to go

where no man

has gone before.

It's a satellite.

This is so sick, look at that thing.

I don't know Jeff, maybe...

maybe we should leave it alone. It could be radioactive and stuff.

- Should we tell Marti? - Are you kidding me? No.

The old fart would just grab it and take all the glory.

It's gone.

Great,

Mandrake's going to sit a brick.

Bright light, big city,

excitement.

Peadmont, Utah,

the armpit of nowhere.

Awful quiet down there.

What are those?

Buzzards.

This is Caper One.

Project Scoop appears to have been moved. I'm following the signal.

Roger that, Caper One.

No signs yet of any life,

except for this joker staring at us in his pick-up.

Rounding the corner.

Hold on.

Looks like a war zone.

Tell me I'm not seeing this.

This town is full of bodies.

Over here, over here, help me! Help me man, you've got to help me!

Oh God, no. No, no, no no!

No!

No, no, no, no, nooo!

- Where was this again? - Piedmont, Utah. It's an old mining town.

There's a state park nearby. It's remote, very isolated.

We seem to have caught a break there.

You'll forgive me if I don't share your sense of gratitude.

Was it the Korean's?

I think thats unlikely.

Who then?

We don't know.

We're quarantining the area.

This road is closed, ma'am.

You need to detour back around using state road 46.

I'll also have a predator on an over-flight in the next couple of hours; I'll know more then.

I'll notify the department of homeland security.

Let me handle that.

And the White House?

Chuck.

I'll take care of both.

I'm also required to initiate the Wildfire protocol.

Does Dr. Stone still have the team?

Untill they pry his cold dead fingers off the door.

I don't suppose there's any way round him?

I can't watch him 24 hours a day.

Do you even know where Lance is?

Are you questioning my parenting?

How long have you been off your meds? Oh!

The great Dr. Stone lays down the law.

Nations tremble and nubile graduate students

spread their legs. Look, you're not safe, all right?

You're not safe to yourself or to our son.

Are you threatening me?

Don't you try to bully me or I will drag you back into court.

Yes. Dr. Jeremy Stone.

I'm Dr. Stone.

There's been a Wildfire alert.

My orders are to gather you

and the rest of your team right away.

Lisa.

Please get yourself checked in.

Dad?

Late night? It's mom's house. Mom's rules.

Not anymore.

Look, I came by to tell you that I made arrangements.

You're gonna spend the rest of the month in L.A.

With my sister. She's gonna look after you.

I can look after myself.

Oh, clearly. Look, Lance.

We're not gonna argue about this, all right?

It's a done deal. You should... You should go pack.

Mom's the one who needs help.

You mother has all the help she needs

if she'll just take it.

Yeah, that just lets you off the hook, doesn't it?

Sir?

You can't wait to get out of here?

- I have to leave. - Yeah.

I'm sure you have to go wherever it is that you're going.

- If it were anything else, you know that.

Yeah, I know.

It-lt's work. It's important.

Nasa had a satellite fail last night over the Utah desert,

and, uh, the army sent in a retrieval team.

I just wanted to give you a heads up

before all the phone calls start

about the black helicopters and little green men.

I guess they're just playing it safe, Ed.

All right.

Approaching Piedmont.

Preparing to make my initial surveillance pass.

Go ahead.

Commencing thermal imaging and night vision recording.

What the hell is that?

Are those bodies?

Holy Christ in heaven.

I'm moving to northcom.

Confine everyone to base and lock it down.

I want you to stay here in D.C.

In case Beeter needs managing.

Yes, general.

- How's the campaign going? - Fundraising has slowed,

and we're down 15 in the polls as of last night.

Ha, looking for their piece of the action, you mean?

Exactly, and of course,

the environmentalists are howling,

and the opposition is scoring points. Ready?

Flattery will get you everywhere, won't it?

Thank you, Pat.

Mr. President, we have a situation, I'm afraid.

An infectious disease outbreak of unknown origin

in southern Utah.

- How serious? - Well, the area is remote,

and we think we have it under control,

but I thought you might like to know about...

it right away.

And I'll wanna be there.

Respectfully, sir, l think it would be better

- if you stayed here in Washington. - Daddy!

Whoa! Hello! What are you doing here?

What are you doing here? Did you escape?

Hello. Hello, Chuck.

Joanne. I'm sorry to interrupt, honey.

I was packing and this little monster got...

away from me.

You got away from your mama.

Campaign tour? Apparently the American people

would rather see my wife than myself,

although, I can't say as I blame them too much.

And as for you, young lady,

you've got to go back where you came from

'cause daddy is working right now, okay? Bye-Bye.

Bye, daddy.

Bye.

So this infection is of unknown origin, you say?

We're still gathering all the facts, sir.

This isn't going to be another Houston, is it?

I think it's very unlikely.

Anything you need, Chuck, you let me know.

- Yes? - Dr. Tsi Chou?

- What is it? - There's been a Wildfire alert.

You okay, sir?

Yeah. Light sensitivity.

Uh, migraines.

Adrian has a dentist appointment on monday.

Don't let him tell you he's too sick to go.

How long you think?

If I call you and ask you about your mother,

Grab the kids, get on a plane and go west.

Get as much distance between you

and the continental United States as you can.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Sir?

Beeter has informed homeland security and the president.

The Wildfire team should be assembled

at Peterson Air Force Base shortly after your arrival.

Who's the designated "odd man" on the Wildfire team?

Army Major William Keene.

Ah, the hero of the Houston event.

Excellent researcher and a fine officer.

He had a big dust-up with Stone last year

Over who first isolated the CD-1 virus. Have they made up?

They agreed to share credit,

but there's no love lost between them.

Maybe that's something we can build on. Sir.

Major Keene?

What's going on?

Please, make yourself comfortable, doctor.

We'll be taking off shortly.

Hello, Angela.

Jeremy. I, uh, asked for something bigger,

but this is the best they could do on such short notice.

I was in surgery.

If it wasn't important, we wouldn't have come calling.

How bad is it?

Preliminary reports suggest a fatality rate of nearly 100%.

You always bring me such good tidings.

Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts.

Flight attendants, please cross-check the doors.

I heard about you and Lisa.