Primeval

Hold on!

Ow! Ow! What are you doing?

-Was that really necessary? -My car, my rules.

- I hate it when you pull rank. -Yeah.

Well, I hate sitting in the back.

-Well, you sat in the front last time. -Who keeps count?

Connor does.

Oi, you lot.

-Friendly around here, aren't they? -You can't go in there.

Wow! So where's this anomaly?

-The anomaly? -Oh.

Okay, it's in that garage. -It's in there.

-Have you seen anything unusual, mate? -No.

You'd think someone would have noticed.

Well, it's in here somewhere.

Right. Let's split up and find it.

I'll evacuate the immediate area until we know what we're dealing with.

Guys, it's here.

-Ugh! -What is it?

-Some kind of animal secretion. -Creature incursion.

-What kind of creature? -One that secretes goo.

-Oh! -Right.

-That's reassuring. -Let's find it. And careful, eh?

Move!

Nice.

- I don't like insects. -Well, it's all right now.

-No. No, I really don't like insects. -Any idea?

I'll have to do a full autopsy. I think it's some kind of ant.

You know, in most fights with an ant I'd fancy my chances,

but this, this is a serious ant. Connor.

-Nothing like it in the fossil records. -Well, whatever it is, or was,

I don't want another one coming through the anomaly.

I'm on it.

Hey, what are you doing? That's my job.

You're not the only one that can press a few buttons, Connor.

I think you'll find it's a bit more complicated than that.

Really?

There you go.

-Beginner's luck. -Maybe.

But I didn't want to risk any more of those...things.

Listen, you don't have to feel bad.

Me? Terrified of being trapped in a shopping centre

with brain-eating zombies.

Imagine.

But that's unlikely to happen, isn't it, Connor?

I'm trying to work with you, woman. Help me out.

Seriously, you're fine. You're safe. Nothing's coming through there.

-Okay. -Don't worry.

Connor? Sarah?

Come on, guys.

-Everything okay? -Fine, yeah.

-Have you been in my bag? -I thought I heard your phone ring.

It's my stuff. Keep out.

Weird looking phone.

-It's a sat-nav, for work. -Right.

So you can get from the penguins to the puffins without getting lost.

Yeah. Yeah, something like that.

Bluff Your Way In Mandarin?

I'm going to a private reception with the Chinese ambassador.

Cool. Can I be your plus one?

I'll take that as a no. I wouldn't know what to eat, anyway.

Not unless the numbers were down the side of the menu.

Have you seen my invitation? It was here on the table.

-Huh? -I said, have you seen my invitation?

-It was just here. -Maybe it's in your jacket.

Nancy, give me that. Give me that.

Can't find my jacket now.

-What's that noise? -What noise?

Squeaking noise.

-Can't hear anything. -Connor!

Drop it!

-Come on, what are you gonna do? -Twist.

Seven.

What's that?

What's that?

I'd better report this.

See you later, Jack.

-What's happening at the zoo today? -Hmm? Usual.

I don't know what usual is, you never talk about it.

Later, yeah?

What?

Don't look at me like that. It fell out, sort of.

This is a conspiracy, isn't it?

You two are in this together.

Tell me what she's up to, or I'll take it.

Don't say I didn't give you a chance.

What do you think? Fantastic. What is it?

This is my calibrated laser refractor.

Come again?

It's a mechanical arm that rotates the artefact

through every possible angle in the spectrum.

And sooner or later,

the angles are aligned perfectly and it'll reproduce a hologram.

Okay, well, let's get on with it, then.

Okay, cool.

-Is that it? -That's it.

It's actually quite boring.

All right, so it's not the most exciting thing in the world,

but it will work.

And when it does, we'll finally be able to finish the work that Cutter started.

-Wonder what Abby's up to? -I've got more to...

Hey! Clear off! You heard.

Right. The insect creature is derived from Hymenoptera.

Part of the same family as ants, bees, sawflies and wasps.

So, the thing can sting?

In this case, actually, the stinger has evolved into a ovipositor.

Well, that's a relief, isn't it?

It uses it to lay eggs inside a host.

Human beings would do very nicely.

-That's rank. -Nasty.

There was something else.

I found very high levels of selenium in it.

It's a chemical, like sulphur.

Well, that's weird, 'cause when I cleaned the artefact

the dirt was registering high levels of selenium as well.

So the bug is from the same place as the artefact.

It's possible.

And the artefact is from the future, right?

-Yeah. -Which means that the future

could be just the other side of the anomaly.

You finish up here.

Give Becker's men a call.

-Tell them we're on our way. -Okay.

Connor?

Jack.

Okay, now I'm confused.

-What are you doing on this phone? -No, I know you don't work at a zoo.

You work in motor racing.

Abby, you could have told me. I'm your brother.

-You stole my detector. -Well, serves you right for lying to me.

What's that? Hold on.

-Oh, my God, they're dead. -Dead?

Who's dead? jack, just calm down. Just tell me what's happening.

Uh!

There's no sign of him.

He's gone through the anomaly.

- I have to find him. -Abby, I'm sure he's okay.

-What was he doing here, anyway? -I don't know.

He stole my detector.

It's your responsibility to keep that safe. What are you doing?

-He went in my bag. -This is going to take time to fix.

-What happened? -It's been run over by a car.

Look, we'll get him back, okay? I promise.

Connor, you stay here and get that fixed.

No, no way. I'm staying with Abby.

Danny, I can probably figure all of this out.

There's a backup on the truck. All it needs is resetting and synchronising.

-Come on. -Look, this isn't some school trip.

We've got to wait for backup.

You wait if you want.

Abby.

-You all right? -Yeah.

Don't step backwards.

Where are we?

-The future. -Our future.

-How many years away? -I don't know. It's hard to say.

Look at these cars.

They could have been there for centuries.

Or maybe not.

Look, all we've got to do is find the kid and get out of here.

What on earth's happened to this place? Where is everyone?

Look, concentrate on the job. He can't have gone far.

-Unless he's spooked. -He'll be somewhere nearby.

-He's not an idiot. Huh.

Well.

Abby, look. There.

The car.

Jack!

Jack!

Up there!

No!

-Come on, guys. -Come.

Go on! Go now!

Well done. You've just alerted every predator for miles.

Well, I didn't have much choice, did I, Abigail?

-What are you talking about? -Predators. They're...

well, we don't know how they evolved or when,

but we know they're intelligent, we know they're quick and really mean.

It's a case of we kill them or they kill us.

Why are we whispering?