Primeval

Go!

Not bad.

You, come with me.

Now, jump.

Listen to my voice.

I said, jump.

Death means nothing to you, does it?

You're lucky.

You know, I've always liked modern art. So uncompromising.

Yeah, it's a very complex model of the exact locations and dates...

Of anomaly appearances throughout recorded history. Yes, I know.

Just don't touch it.

Ah, any news of Helen Cutter?

I've instigated a complete review of security.

You're sure the intruder was her doing?

I can't think of anybody else who could create an exact replica of a dead man.

Keep everyone on high alert.

If Helen's back, we should all be very worried.

-Mick, I am running out of patience. -I'm this close, Katherine.

I just need something concrete. Something nobody could fake.

I can't run a worldwide media story based on pure speculation.

You do it all the time.

So, the mammoth on the M25 didn't come to much, did it?

We can say what we like about footballers and politicians,

it's nearly always true, but dinosaurs are different.

No one believes they exist in the 21st century. I don't believe it.

-Then let me convince you. -One week.

If you've no hard evidence after that, then you can clear your desk.

Right.

Miss Lewis, I just need five minutes.

-How did you find out where I live? -Tell me about the ARC and I'll go away.

-I don't know what you're talking about. -What about the creatures?

Haven't you got a drunken pop star to harass?

I'm giving you a last chance to comment before I write the story.

Go into print with us and you'll be laughed out of town.

Not if I have the proof.

But you don't, and you never will.

This is the biggest cover-up since Roswell,

and I'm going to tear the lid off it.

Come near me again and I'll have you arrested.

So, this contraption is going to seal the anomalies, is it?

Uh... In theory, yeah.

You know, after a million pounds' worth of research and development,

I'm hoping for something a little more than theoretical.

And you'll get it. I mean, in simple terms,

this machine will reverse the polarity of the anomalies

so that nothing gets in and nothing gets out.

James.

You sure about this?

Pretty sure.

James, it's in the city.

It's a hospital.

A new anomaly. Perfect.

Get rid of him. We've got more important things to do.

Dr Simpson, report..

Becker, take your men. Look for any creature activity.

Come on.

Power cut.

Hospital's backup generator should kick in any minute, come on.

-I'm having a baby. -when?

Now.

It's come right through the floor.

So, if you walked through,

-would you keep on falling? -I don't know.

But the anomaly itself wouldn't be enough to cause a power outage,

so something's come through it.

Abby.

Teeth marks.

Hyperactive mice?

Your granny embroidered this blanket for you.

You'll like her. She's a smart woman, but she's wrong about your daddy.

He's a good guy. He just... He just needs a little bit of time, that's all.

It went through a hole in the wall, there.

What did? -I don't know.

A ratty, chipmunk, beaver kind of thing.

Well, that narrows it down.

Cutter, we might have a problem.

-A ratty, chipmunk... -Beaver.

...beaver kind of problem.

Okay, so how did she describe this creature,

apart from the whole "ratty, chipmunk" thing?

Right, about so big. Protruding teeth, large, and some claws.

We've had three other reported sightings.

Well, there could be dozens of them in here.

Okay, I need you both to get this place evacuated, now.

Sure.

Hi, we're going to have to evacuate the building.

Sarah, if you see this man within a mile of the ARC, got to let me know.

-Why? -He thinks he knows something.

-And does he? -Rather a lot, unfortunately.

-What do you think about Cutter? -Cutter, I think he's a great guy.

Oh, you mean what do I think?

Okay, I think that he is pretty hot,

in an emotionally toxic

"don't come near me, I'm a romantic disaster" kind of way.

Just my type, then.

Is there something going on between the two of you?

It's complicated.

Apparently, he used to like some girl that looked like me.

Well, according to him, actually was me,

just living in a different evolutionary timeline.

So now I don't know if he likes her, or me, or the version of her in me,

or whether he likes... It's just the same thing.

No baggage, then?

They're on red alert.

Infiltration is impossible without security clearance and retina scanners.

That all depends on who you know.

Shh. -What?

Shh.

-What is it? -A diictodon.

Male, Permian era, herbivores and burrowers.

Chew their way through anything.

You are an electrician's nightmare.

-Go on, that's cute. -Yeah, I mean, they're social creatures.

Come here.

Wait, stay, wait.

-And quick, too. -Yes.

Let go! Get off it!

You can't have that, it's mine!

Cutter!

Oh, no, no, no.

Hey, open the door!

...to evacuate the building.

-Anything? -No.

-Cutter? -We're trapped in the operating theatre,

with the anomaly and...

a woman who's about to give birth, so I really need you guys out here,

-as quick as you can, okay? -We're on our way.

-Where are the operating theatres? -No idea.

We need to find somebody who works here.

I'm a trained soldier, I can find my way around a hospital.

That's it, little fellow, you're gonna be my ticket to the big time.

Just hold it right there.

What are you doing here?

- I work here. -Yes, but what are you doing here now?

I work here.

-You feeling all right? -Yes.

-You don't seem quite yourself. -I'm Professor Nick Cutter.

Strangely enough, I hadn't actually forgotten that.

Cutter, you're back. Great.

I've verified another date, so I need you to check it

before I add it to the model, yep?

Memo to self, arrange regular mental health checkups for all staff.

What is that thing? -The power cuts have caused

a temporary atmospheric overload.

It's kind of like a hurricane, only made up of electricity.

Do I look daft?

Oh, I think this is it.

-No, you're not having a baby now. -Yeah, right now.

How difficult can it be to find an operating theatre in a hospital?

What was that you were saying about being a trained soldier?

-Catch it. -What do you mean, "catch it"?

-Catch it! -All right.

Okay, catch it. Get under it.

-Yeah. -Like this.

(CHUCKLING) Hello, mate.

My name's Connor. This is... My name's Connor.

How are you? If I'm not mistaken, you're a diictodon, right?

Cutter.

This woman is a trained health professional.

-Well, she doesn't look like a nurse. -No, she's not. She's a zoo keeper.

-What? -Abby, how many babies

-have you delivered? -Dozens.

What kind of babies?

Zebras, lions, antelopes, and I delivered a giraffe once.

-Oh! -So, you see, now don't worry.

The principle is exactly the same, only hopefully,

your baby will have a shorter neck.

We need you to take a look at these calculations,

but I think that they're as accurate as possible.

I'm busy now.

You carry on with your work.

Trying. Now, if we feed these figures into the model, I think...

Be quiet.

Hello, you've changed. Your clothes. You weren't wearing that before.

-Did something happen at the hospital? -Yes.

If you're busy right now, it's not a problem.

I've got things to do, too.