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| [♪♪♪] | | '''Endogenic''' is an umbrella term that refers to all [[system]]s that are not completely [[traumagenic]] in origin, it encompasses many experiences. It is often seen as the opposite to the pathologized views of [[plurality]], although can exist in harmony, even within the same system. |
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| [WIND WHISTLING] | | == History == |
| | The creation of this term can be found on [https://not-your-fucking-pet.tumblr.com/post/94222698873/long-ramble-on-terminology-creation this Tumblr blog] in mid-2014, in addition to other terms that have not picked up much steam. Beyond the original coiner's creation, it has come to mean anything not-[[traumagenic]]. |
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| [BIRDS CHIRPING] | | Even earlier, "natural system" was used for any system that was not caused through trauma. It referred to the "natural" development of multiplicity in some individuals, often of [[spontaneous]] or [[Spirigenic|spiritual]] formation (as [[created|purposely created]] headmates like [[tulpa]]s often had their own communities and weren't commonly seen). |
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| [THUNDER RUMBLING IN DISTANCE] | | == Related Terms == |
| | It is sometimes shortened to "endo", though shortening it like this came from [[system exclusionist]]s, so not every endogenic system is comfortable having it used for them. |
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| | There are many subtypes of endogenic plurality, including those of a [[:Category:Metaphysical Terms|metaphysical nature]], purposely created through [[tulpamancy]] or other [[created]] systems, or [[Protogenic|existing since the beginning]]. Endogenic systems are often disapproved of by [[sysmed]]s. |
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| [BATS SKITTERING]
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| [HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
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| [MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY IN SPANISH]
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| We shouldn’t be here when it gets dark.
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| Set the trap at the mouth of the cave, please.
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| [MEN SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
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| [WINCES]
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| PILOT: You need a doctor?
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| [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
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| I am a doctor.
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| It’s impressive, don’t you think?
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| Vampire bats weigh almost nothing, but they can down a creature nearly ten times their size.
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| [FLIES BUZZING]
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| Wow.
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| What are you using as bait?
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| You volunteering?
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| Leaving.
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| [TRAP CLANKS]
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| Pay me now.
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| Before the sun goes down.
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| You throw in that bushcrafter on your belt and we have a deal.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [GROANS SOFTLY]
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| [ALL CHITTERING]
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| [SCREECHES]
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| [BATS SCREECHING]
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| [SHOUTS IN SPANISH]
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| [YELLING IN SPANISH]
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| Come on.
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| [BELL TOLLING]
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| [STUDENTS LAUGHING, CHATTERING]
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| Move!
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| [TICKING]
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| [CAR HORN HONKS]
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| NICHOLAS: Should be able to take better care of you here.
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| [CAR DOOR CLOSES, CAR DRIVES AWAY]
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| Everyone’s here to help you.
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| Michael, this is Lucian. Lucian, Michael.
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| Michael knows more about this place than I do.
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| [WHISPERS] Play nice.
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| LUCIAN: Hello.
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| Hello, Milo.
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| My name’s Lucian.
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| The person who was here before was Milo.
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| No.
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| He was also the new Milo.
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| And before him was the other new Milo.
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| I don’t even remember the first Milo.
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| How long have you been here?
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| Long as I can remember.
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| [MACHINE BEEPS AND WHIRS]
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| And you’re still not cured?
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| There is no cure. | |
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| There’s something missing from our DNA.
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| Like a piece of a puzzle.
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| And until they find it, the only way to stay alive is an oil change three times a day.
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| What would you do if you could be normal?
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| Just for an hour?
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| I don’t think about it.
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| Hey, look at the freaks! Look at them!
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| [STUDENTS CHATTERING, LAUGHING]
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| Best not to be outside when school gets out.
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| Like the original Spartans, we are the few against the many.
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| [BEEPING]
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| Milo?
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| Milo?
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| [ALERT BUZZING]
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| Nurse?
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [WHISPERS] Okay…
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| [BEEPS AND WHIRS]
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| Lucian.
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| Lucian!
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| With one of these?
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| It took a team of scientists to build that machine and you fixed it with a ballpoint pen?
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| There’s a school for gifted children in New York.
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| I think that I could get them to agree to cover your tuition and provide private care to help manage your condition.
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| Somewhere you could study, learn, hone your skills.
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| You have a gift, Michael.
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| I don’t think I could forgive myself if I saw it go to waste.
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| MICHAEL: “Dear Milo, this isn’t goodbye. I’m gonna find a cure for us, so we can be cranky old men someday. Your friend, Michael.
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| P.S. You shouldn’t have unfolded this. Now you’ll never get it back together. See you this summer.”
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| No.
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| [STUDENTS CHATTERING]
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| “Dear Milo…”
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| [ALL LAUGH]
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| Please, can I have my letter back?
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| What?
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| Please, can I have my letter?
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| Okay. Here.
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| [LAUGHS]
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| Please. Ah!
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| [SHOUTS] Please!
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| [BOYS LAUGHING]
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| Please!
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| [YELLS]
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| Stop.
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| [GROANING]
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| [BOYS GRUNTING]
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| [NICHOLAS YELLS IN SPANISH]
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| Go away!
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| [SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE]
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| Let me have a look. Let me have a look.
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| [SCREAMS]
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| He tried to steal my letter!
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| Milo, Milo, stop.
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| Stop. Stop. Stop.
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| [CRYING]
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| What about Milo?
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| I’ll look after Milo.
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| He needs me.
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| NICHOLAS: Michael Morbius completed his doctorate by 19 and quickly established himself as the world’s leading authority on blood-borne diseases.
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| His development of artificial blood has saved more lives than penicillin.
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| Michael Morbius, please step forward to acknowledge the receipt of your prize from His Majesty, the King of Sweden.
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| [AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]
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| [TRUMPETERS PLAY FANFARE]
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| ANNA: I can’t believe you dissed the king of Sweden.
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| The king and the queen, their loyal subjects, all of Scandinavia and the entire scientific community.
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| Yeah, but who does that?
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| Well, Anna, we both know I have issues.
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| But, hey, I kept the program.
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| [TONE SOUNDS, THEN WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]
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| [KNOCKS] There you are.
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| Hey, Dr. Bancroft.
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| Hey, Anna.
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| We going to play?
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| Oh, I don’t think so.
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| See, now that Dr. Morbius is back, maybe you should try losing for a while, see how that feels.
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| MICHAEL: Not gonna happen.
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| Michael.
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| Uh, yes?
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| You got a minute?
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| Of course.
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| New one. For your collection.
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| [WHISPERS] Dr. Morbius is in trouble.
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| I’m in trouble.
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| MARTINE: “I can’t accept a prize for the by-product of a failed experiment.”
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| Lab 1.
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| Front page, “American Scientist Rejects Nobel Prize.”
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| You know that people actually like writing checks to Nobel laureates?
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| Makes them feel better about their investment.
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| It would help if you stuck around long enough to cash them.
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| [GROANS]
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| You’re pushing yourself too hard.
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| [SIGHS]
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| Does our generous benefactor, Milo, know what you’re actually doing here?
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| What am I actually doing here?
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| Remixing human DNA with bat DNA.
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| I have no idea what you’re…
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| Talking about?
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| Is anything ringing a bell?
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| No bells ringing. Uh…
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| Okay. Maybe this will jog your memory.
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| MICHAEL: I wouldn’t go in there if I were you.
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| [BATS SCREECHING]
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| That is a…
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| It’s a fish tank.
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| Hmm.
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| Like, for… flying mammals.
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| Oh, I see.
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| Some friends I brought back from Costa Rica.
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| So when were you gonna tell me?
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| More importantly, how did you get my pass code?
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| It’s the first six digits of pi backwards.
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| It’s your password for everything.
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| You should change that.
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| You could lose your license for this.
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| I’m not gonna need it much longer, doctor.
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| You, on the other hand, will.
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| You know, there’s something called “plausible deniability.”
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| You should be thanking me.
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| These are the only mammals on Earth that have evolved to feed exclusively on blood.
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| So in order to drink it, these bats produce saliva that contains unique anticoagulants.
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| So your theory is, if you can successfully splice vampire genes into your DNA, it would allow your body to produce those same anticoagulants.
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| MICHAEL: Yes.
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| It would be a cure.
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| At what cost?
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| The fusion of different species is a legacy we already carry in our bodies.
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| Viruses insinuating their nucleic acid onto our own over hundreds of thousands of years.
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| That’s evolution. This is different.
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| I don’t think it is.
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| We have to push the boundaries, take the risks.
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| Without that, there is no science.
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| No medicine.
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| No breakthroughs at all.
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| [MACHINE BEEPING]
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| [CHIMES, THEN BEEPING SOFTLY]
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| Okay.
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| [RECORDER BEEPS]
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| Test subject for cell combination 117.
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| [MOUSE SQUEAKING]
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| [BEEPS]
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| Come on, come on, come on.
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| [SQUEALING]
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| [RECORDER BEEPS]
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| [SIGHS] Test subject 117 has resulted in…
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| failure.
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| [RECORDER BEEPS]
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| I don’t wanna see you get hurt.
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| I should’ve died years ago, Martine.
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| Why am I still alive if not to fix this?
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| To save my best friend, Milo.
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| And everyone else like us.
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| Not like this.
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| Dr. Morbius, it’s Anna.
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| [♪♪♪] | |
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| [MONITORS BEEPING RAPIDLY] | |
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| [PANTING]
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| Her temperature’s spiking, and her kidneys are shutting down.
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| We have to induce a coma before she has a stroke.
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| A hundred milligrams of propofol.
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| NURSE: Sure.
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| MARTINE: Now.
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| Come on.
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| MICHAEL: It’s okay.
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| It’s okay. We got you.
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| There you go.
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| There you go.
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| Thank you, nurse.
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| We’re gonna let you sleep a bit.
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| Take a nice long nap.
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| [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY]
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| [SQUEAKING]
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| Michael.
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| What?
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| It worked.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [CLOCK CHIMES]
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| Dr. Michael Morbius.
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| [IN NORWEGIAN] Some crippled guy’s here to see the Boss.
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| MILO: Michael! Get over here!
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| [IN NORWEGIAN] As long as I am a cripple you’ll be fine.
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| ♪ Stop dreaming Of the quiet life… ♪
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| You’re late. I was trying out this new thing called “working.”
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| Oh, yeah. I don’t believe I’m familiar with the word.
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| I don’t believe you are.
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| So, what’s up with the goon squad?
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| Oh, I won a hand of cards against some Russian gentlemen.
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| Apparently they found his luck improbable.
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| There you are.
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| More like impossible.
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| So, doctor, how is our favorite patient?
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| Still determined to make his short life even shorter?
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| Yes, I am. Anyway, you’re one to talk.
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| You look terrible. Look at the state of you.
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| Says the man wearing… What is that, a quilt?
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| Oh, sorry. I didn’t get the memo to dress for a funeral.
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| [LAUGHS] | |
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| [CHUCKLES] | |
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| Right. I will see you later.
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| And you… my door is always open.
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| We miss you at Horizon.
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| We could use your mind.
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| I’ll leave you two to your fun.
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| Bye, Nicholas.
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| I have some good news.
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| Let’s go for a walk.
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| How’s Martine doing these days?
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| Dr. Bancroft? She is, uh, overqualified, outperforming, brilliant as usual.
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| And a royal pain in my ass.
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| But she’s keeping me honest for the most part. Why do you ask?
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| Eh, no reason. Just haven’t seen you in forever.
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| I wondered if she had something to do with it.
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| Aw, I miss you too.
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| But, yes, she has been working with me to save our lives.
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| I could ask her to stop if you like, put us out of our misery.
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| Just don’t do something stupid and go and fall in love because, believe you me, there is absolutely no cure for that.
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| Says the guy who knows absolutely nothing about the subject.
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| Not true.
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| I read about it in books all the time.
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| Books, really? Wow.
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| Yeah.
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| Or romantic comedies. The point is…
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| The point is, love is not on the cards for us, my friend.
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| Listen, if you start quoting The Notebook to me, I am going to stop and hobble very slowly in the opposite direction.
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| [LAUGHS]
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| Throw it!
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| MICHAEL: I’m close, Milo.
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| I can feel it.
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| A cure.
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| It’s finally possible.
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| Seriously?
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| Highly experimental.
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| Ethically questionable.
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| Very, very, very expensive.
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| I knew that was coming.
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| And not exactly legal.
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| Oh, and it has to be done in international waters.
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| [LAUGHS]
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| You were always expensive.
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| Is it dangerous? Should I be worried?
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| You want me to lie to you?
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| That would be nice, yes.
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| It’s a walk in the park on a sunny day.
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| Oh, yeah, that bad, eh?
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| Listen.
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| We don’t have much time left.
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| This could be our last chance.
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| So, what do you say?
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| We go out with a fight?
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| [SIGHS]
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| Yeah.
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| You with me?
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| Till the day you die, brother.
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| Till the day you die. You’ll have everything you need.
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| We’re the original Spartans, mate.
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| The few against the many.
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| Yeah.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO]
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| You know, I’m sure you’re cheating.
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| No. No, you’re not.
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| What you got?
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| MICHAEL: Putting another one in the oven.
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| Wish me luck.
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| [CHIMING]
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| The moment of truth.
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| [CHIMES AND BEEPS]
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| Success, Martine. We did it.
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| It’s holding together.
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| [RECORDER BEEPS]
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| Test 243.
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| [INHALES DEEPLY]
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| Human trials.
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| [RECORDER BEEPS]
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| [EXHALES SHARPLY]
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| I’m glad it’s you.
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| Had a lot of other suitors, didn’t you?
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| Yeah.
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| You know, the whole near-death thing is very, very chic.
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| I read it in Cosmo.
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| [LAUGHS] | |
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| Do they still make Cosmo? I don’t know.
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| I know it’s just what you always wanted.
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| Could be a collector’s item one day, you never know.
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| This better not be my last one.
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| I know this is painful, but you got it.
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| [GROANS SOFTLY] | |
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| That’s it. Bingo.
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| Right there.
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| [SHUSHES]
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| [GROANS]
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| Almost there, almost there.
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| [EXHALES SHARPLY]
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| [SHUSHES]
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| It’s all right. Come on. Come on.
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| There you go.
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| [GROANS SOFTLY]
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| You can buckle me up.
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| Yeah.
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| Yeah.
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| You all right? Great.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
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| I call.
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| Bringing out the big guns.
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| Let’s go again.
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| I’ll be back. I’m gonna check on the doctor.
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| All right.
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| [MONITOR BEEPING]
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| [DOOR CLANGS OPEN]
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| You shouldn’t be down here.
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| I can be wherever I want, nurse.
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| It’s “doctor,” actually.
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| [SNICKERS]
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| I’m afraid you’re gonna have to leave.
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| Doctor. Sure, I can see it.
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| But, uh, you’re still the help, just like me.
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| Wow.
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| You can tell all that by just looking at me, huh?
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| Here I thought you were just another jacked-up dumb shit.
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| [LAUGHS]
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| Get out.
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| [ALERT BLARING]
| |
| | |
| Michael?
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| [GUN COCKS]
| |
| | |
| [METAL CLANKS]
| |
| | |
| Michael?
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| | |
| Where is he?
| |
| | |
| [METAL CLANKS]
| |
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| Don’t move.
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| What the hell?
| |
| | |
| Everybody down to the lab now.
| |
| | |
| [WALKIE BEEPS]
| |
| | |
| Roger that.
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTS]
| |
| | |
| Don’t shoot!
| |
| | |
| [ALARM BLARING]
| |
| | |
| Michael!
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| [FOX GROANING]
| |
| | |
| Stop!
| |
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| [GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| Michael.
| |
| | |
| [GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| It’s just me.
| |
| | |
| [ALARM BLARING]
| |
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| It’s just me.
| |
| | |
| [POUNDS ON GLASS]
| |
| | |
| Michael, please.
| |
| | |
| Michael, stop!
| |
| | |
| Stop! Please!
| |
| | |
| You’re hurting yourself! Stop!
| |
| | |
| Hey! Step back! Move!
| |
| | |
| Stop. Put that gun down…
| |
| | |
| Move!
| |
| | |
| [GROWLING]
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [YELLS]
| |
| | |
| Shit. Close it! Close it!
| |
| | |
| What the hell is that thing?
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| Fall back! Fall back!
| |
| | |
| Shit.
| |
| | |
| MAN 1: Let’s move.
| |
| | |
| MAN 2: Go, go, go!
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Johnny!
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTING]
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [MORBIUS GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| Get out of here!
| |
| | |
| MAN [OVER RADIO]: Sweeping Level 3.
| |
| | |
| Jason, come in.
| |
| | |
| Jason. Jason?
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| Oh, shit.
| |
| | |
| Son of a bitch!
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Shit! Oh!
| |
| | |
| Oh, shit!
| |
| | |
| [HIGH-PITCHED SCRAPING]
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| [GAGGING]
| |
| | |
| [MORBIUS GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| [PANTING]
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| [GASPS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
| |
| | |
| Martine.
| |
| | |
| Martine.
| |
| | |
| [HEART BEATING STEADILY]
| |
| | |
| [WHISPERS] Oh, my God.
| |
| | |
| [VOMITS]
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
| |
| | |
| [FEEDBACK OVER RADIO]
| |
| | |
| Mayday, mayday, mayday.
| |
| | |
| This is the LCV Murnau.
| |
| | |
| Call letters 3-X5Y.
| |
| | |
| We are 13 nautical miles off the coast of Long Island.
| |
| | |
| Request immediate airlift.
| |
| | |
| Repeat, this is the LCV Murnau.
| |
| | |
| Mayday, mayday, mayday.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪] | |
| | |
| It’s up here to the right.
| |
| | |
| [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY] | |
| | |
| FBI Agent Stroud. Can we have the room, please?
| |
| | |
| RODRIGUEZ: You heard the man. Can we please have the room?
| |
| | |
| If you could start exiting, that’d be fantastic.
| |
| | |
| Well, we haven’t had anything this good since that thing in San Francisco.
| |
| | |
| Uh, eight bodies, running IDs right now, but apparently they all shop at the same mercenary supply store.
| |
| | |
| Uh, one survivor, a Dr. Martine Bancroft.
| |
| | |
| Can we talk to her?
| |
| | |
| If she wakes up.
| |
| | |
| Uh, she fell down and hit her head, apparently.
| |
| | |
| Anything else?
| |
| | |
| Someone made a mayday call.
| |
| | |
| Not Dr. Bancroft.
| |
| | |
| Nope.
| |
| | |
| It was a male, didn’t identify himself, then wiped all the surveillance footage.
| |
| | |
| SIMON: He grew a conscience and jumped overboard?
| |
| | |
| It happens. Oh, and get this.
| |
| | |
| All the bodies that you’re looking at are nearly drained of their blood.
| |
| | |
| So, what hunts at night and drinks human blood?
| |
| | |
| You’re gonna love this.
| |
| | |
| REPORTER: Early this morning an unmanned cargo ship was discovered near the eastern tip of Long Island with multiple bodies on board.
| |
| | |
| Authorities are not making any comment at this time.
| |
| | |
| But there are reports of one survivor, and we have learned from a high-ranking Coast Guard official that the vessel was flying a Panamanian flag when it drifted in from international…
| |
| | |
| What’s happened?
| |
| | |
| Some kind of accident.
| |
| | |
| How’s your pain today? On a one to ten?
| |
| | |
| Eleven.
| |
| | |
| [TONE SOUNDS, THEN MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]
| |
| | |
| [MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY AND VENTILATOR HISSING]
| |
| | |
| [TONE SOUNDS, THEN MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]
| |
| | |
| [WHISPERS] I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| You’re going to be okay.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| Lab 1.
| |
| | |
| Privacy screens.
| |
| | |
| [SHOE SQUEAKS]
| |
| | |
| [SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
| |
| | |
| Come on. Come on.
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTING]
| |
| | |
| [GULPING]
| |
| | |
| [HISSES]
| |
| | |
| [BEEPS]
| |
| | |
| [RECORDER BEEPS]
| |
| | |
| As a result of my procedure, I have an overpowering urge to consume… blood.
| |
| | |
| Human blood.
| |
| | |
| In certain respects, I have succeeded far beyond anything I could have imagined.
| |
| | |
| For the first time in my entire life, I feel… good.
| |
| | |
| Yesterday, I could barely walk.
| |
| | |
| Today, I don’t know what I’m capable of.
| |
| | |
| For a period of time after ingestion, my numbers are off the charts.
| |
| | |
| I have the constitution of an Olympic athlete.
| |
| | |
| Increased strength and speed that can only be described as… superhuman.
| |
| | |
| And all of this… on artificial blood.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| I’ve become something different.
| |
| | |
| I feel a kinship with these creatures.
| |
| | |
| They would tear anyone else apart, but they welcome me.
| |
| | |
| Like a brother.
| |
| | |
| [BATS SCREECHING]
| |
| | |
| I’ve even developed a form of echolocation.
| |
| | |
| Bat radar, for the uninitiated.
| |
| | |
| The question is:
| |
| | |
| How do I control it?
| |
| | |
| Isolate it?
| |
| | |
| Breathe.
| |
| | |
| [INHALES DEEPLY]
| |
| | |
| And let it go.
| |
| | |
| [EXHALES DEEPLY]
| |
| | |
| [BALL BOUNCING ECHOES]
| |
| | |
| [KEYBOARD CLACKING]
| |
| | |
| But, unfortunately, this condition is temporary.
| |
| | |
| [WATCH BEEPING]
| |
| | |
| I’ve been timing myself.
| |
| | |
| Artificial blood keeps me stable for six hours.
| |
| | |
| But that window… is growing shorter.
| |
| | |
| Artificial blood won’t work forever.
| |
| | |
| One question remains: What if…?
| |
| | |
| What if artificial blood becomes ineffective?
| |
| | |
| What happens if I go without?
| |
| | |
| No blue…
| |
| | |
| No red…
| |
| | |
| Nothing.
| |
| | |
| [GROANS SOFTLY]
| |
| | |
| Eventually, my vitals drop precipitously and my illness returns with a vengeance.
| |
| | |
| Soon, I’ll face a choice.
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTS]
| |
| | |
| Drink the red… or die.
| |
| | |
| But what happened on that ship… can’t ever happen again.
| |
| | |
| [SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
| |
| | |
| [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS, THEN DOORS OPEN]
| |
| | |
| [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS, THEN DOORS CLOSE]
| |
| | |
| Michael.
| |
| | |
| It’s me.
| |
| | |
| You in here?
| |
| | |
| Where are you?
| |
| | |
| [MICHAEL GROANING SOFTLY]
| |
| | |
| Michael?
| |
| | |
| Michael? What are you doing?
| |
| | |
| Michael, it’s Milo. What are you doing?
| |
| | |
| Do you need help?
| |
| | |
| What?
| |
| | |
| “Blood.”
| |
| | |
| You want the blood in the freezer? Wait.
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| MILO: I’m coming, I’m coming.
| |
| | |
| I’m coming.
| |
| | |
| Michael, hang on.
| |
| | |
| Here. Here.
| |
| | |
| [GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Michael…
| |
| | |
| [GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| You’re… You’re strong.
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Michael.
| |
| | |
| You did it.
| |
| | |
| You did it. You found a cure to live.
| |
| | |
| Michael.
| |
| | |
| [WATCH BEEPS]
| |
| | |
| What? What is it?
| |
| | |
| I’ve made a terrible mistake, Milo.
| |
| | |
| We all make mistakes. Don’t worry about it.
| |
| | |
| You’ve never made one like this before.
| |
| | |
| Michael, enough.
| |
| | |
| Just give it to me. I need it.
| |
| | |
| I can’t live like this any longer. Please.
| |
| | |
| I can’t.
| |
| | |
| What do you mean, you can’t?
| |
| | |
| I can’t.
| |
| | |
| I need this. I… I’ve done things, Milo. I killed people.
| |
| | |
| W-we… We can make that go away.
| |
| | |
| The ones on the boat, they’re thugs, guns for hire.
| |
| | |
| I can make that go away.
| |
| | |
| You don’t understand.
| |
| | |
| I do understand. Please. Have I ever denied you anything?
| |
| | |
| Said no? Have I always given you…?
| |
| | |
| I can’t control it!
| |
| | |
| What, so… So you get to live and I get to die? Is that it?
| |
| | |
| It’s a curse.
| |
| | |
| Believe me, brother. It is.
| |
| | |
| Now, please, I need you to go.
| |
| | |
| It’s not safe here.
| |
| | |
| No.
| |
| | |
| No, don’t make me go. Please, Michael, don’t…
| |
| | |
| I said, get out!
| |
| | |
| I said, get out!
| |
| | |
| Milo.
| |
| | |
| [DOOR CLOSES]
| |
| | |
| She’s right here.
| |
| | |
| Dr. Bancroft? Agents Stroud and Rodriguez.
| |
| | |
| How you feeling, doctor?
| |
| | |
| Like I’m in a hospital, eating really crappy Jell-O.
| |
| | |
| This shouldn’t take long.
| |
| | |
| You were out on a container ship that washed up off of Long Island.
| |
| | |
| Doctor, there were eight dead bodies inside.
| |
| | |
| We also noticed that their blood was… What do you call it?
| |
| | |
| Exsanguinated. I looked it up.
| |
| | |
| So, um, sorry for the graphic nature of some of these photos.
| |
| | |
| But, um, you’re a doctor, so you know what people look like on the inside.
| |
| | |
| These puncture wounds right there, those look like fang marks to you?
| |
| | |
| Well, you were out there conducting a major experiment.
| |
| | |
| We’re just hoping you could shed some light.
| |
| | |
| Yeah, that… Not exactly sanitary, isn’t it?
| |
| | |
| I’m having a little bit of a hard time remembering what happened that night.
| |
| | |
| Sure. Let’s go.
| |
| | |
| You also work at the Horizon Lab, right?
| |
| | |
| With Dr. Michael Morbius.
| |
| | |
| Yes.
| |
| | |
| Appreciate your time, doctor.
| |
| | |
| [DOOR CLOSES]
| |
| | |
| [TICKING]
| |
| | |
| [SNIFFLES]
| |
| | |
| [GLASS SHATTERS]
| |
| | |
| Hello?
| |
| | |
| Who’s there?
| |
| | |
| [NURSE GASPS]
| |
| | |
| Hello?
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [WHIMPERING]
| |
| | |
| [SOBBING]
| |
| | |
| [PANTING]
| |
| | |
| [GASPS]
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [WATCH BEEPING]
| |
| | |
| [SNIFFLES]
| |
| | |
| [TONE SOUNDS, THEN WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]
| |
| | |
| [HEART BEATING]
| |
| | |
| MAN 1 [ECHOING]: Get away from her. Just step back.
| |
| | |
| MAN 2: Has she been there all night?
| |
| | |
| MAN 3: Looks like all the blood was drained from her body.
| |
| | |
| [PEOPLE MURMURING]
| |
| | |
| Any contusions?
| |
| | |
| Not that I can see.
| |
| | |
| Back to our rooms, okay?
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
| |
| | |
| [ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
| |
| | |
| [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
| |
| | |
| [BEEPS]
| |
| | |
| Dr. Morbius?
| |
| | |
| Agent Stroud.
| |
| | |
| Agent Rodriguez. Can we have a minute?
| |
| | |
| Of course. How can I help you?
| |
| | |
| SIMON: First, I wanna say thank you.
| |
| | |
| Your artificial blood actually saved my arm in Afghanistan, sir.
| |
| | |
| I’m glad I could be of service.
| |
| | |
| I mean, I must admit, doc, you don’t look
| |
| | |
| anything like you do on the news.
| |
| | |
| Yeah, you look downright robust.
| |
| | |
| I have good days and bad.
| |
| | |
| Pilates helps.
| |
| | |
| How are you on boats?
| |
| | |
| As you can see…
| |
| | |
| don’t have very good sea legs.
| |
| | |
| Why do you ask?
| |
| | |
| ‘Cause you’ve been looking for a cure for your condition your whole life, right?
| |
| | |
| You’ve pretty much tried everything.
| |
| | |
| Crazy experiments, maybe on a boat?
| |
| | |
| “Crazy” isn’t a term that I would use… detective.
| |
| | |
| Unorthodox, maybe.
| |
| | |
| But I’d do just about anything to save a life.
| |
| | |
| I’m sure you can understand that.
| |
| | |
| Anything else I can help you two with?
| |
| | |
| [INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO]
| |
| | |
| DISPATCHER [ECHOES OVER RADIO]: All units, the 120 block, Horizon Labs, female body drained of blood, initiate lock down.
| |
| | |
| Copy that. Doc, got a couple more questions for you.
| |
| | |
| RODRIGUEZ: Yeah, you’re coming with us.
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTING]
| |
| | |
| Hey, freeze!
| |
| | |
| SIMON: Stop him!
| |
| | |
| Hey!
| |
| | |
| [GUN COCKS]
| |
| | |
| Hold fire!
| |
| | |
| Get backup and meet me up top.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [WIND WHISTLING]
| |
| | |
| [SIRENS APPROACHING]
| |
| | |
| [GUN COCKS]
| |
| | |
| Enough.
| |
| | |
| [SIRENS WAILING]
| |
| | |
| MICHAEL: It’s worse than I first thought.
| |
| | |
| At this rate, artificial blood will stop working in a matter of days.
| |
| | |
| 8:13 p.m.
| |
| | |
| Down from six hours to four hours, 22 minutes.
| |
| | |
| I got a problem.
| |
| | |
| [SHACKLES RATTLE]
| |
| | |
| [LATCH CLICKS, DOOR OPENS]
| |
| | |
| [DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
| |
| | |
| Holy water?
| |
| | |
| Really?
| |
| | |
| What?
| |
| | |
| I’m not taking any chances.
| |
| | |
| It’s triple blessed.
| |
| | |
| [BUZZER SOUNDS IN DISTANCE]
| |
| | |
| We found this little guy on the container ship… with those bodies.
| |
| | |
| That’s a little hobby of yours, right?
| |
| | |
| RODRIGUEZ: You know, eight dead mercs on a boat really doesn’t ruffle our feathers.
| |
| | |
| I’m pretty sure they were guilty of something and happy to have them off the water.
| |
| | |
| But Nurse Sutton, single mother with twin girls, that’s… something else.
| |
| | |
| Yes, I know.
| |
| | |
| Her name was Kristen. We worked together every single day for seven years.
| |
| | |
| She was a good person.
| |
| | |
| So why’d you do it?
| |
| | |
| I can’t answer that.
| |
| | |
| [SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| What did you do to yourself, doctor?
| |
| | |
| Make us understand.
| |
| | |
| I wish I knew.
| |
| | |
| [GASPING]
| |
| | |
| Okay.
| |
| | |
| Great stuff. Um, Really informative.
| |
| | |
| Thank you. Uh…
| |
| | |
| I dropped a bag.
| |
| | |
| There’s something inside that I need.
| |
| | |
| Bag of artificial blood.
| |
| | |
| Yeah.
| |
| | |
| Yeah. It’s in evidence, I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| [TABLE RATTLING]
| |
| | |
| [GROWLING]
| |
| | |
| I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| I’m starting to get hungry.
| |
| | |
| And you don’t wanna see me when I’m hungry.
| |
| | |
| [GROWLING]
| |
| | |
| SIMON: We’re done here. Let’s go.
| |
| | |
| [KNOCKS ON DOOR] Guard!
| |
| | |
| Your lawyer’s here.
| |
| | |
| [DOOR SLAMS SHUT, THEN LOCK CLICKS]
| |
| | |
| You look terrible.
| |
| | |
| Lawyer, huh?
| |
| | |
| I don’t remember you ever finishing law school.
| |
| | |
| ‘Cause I didn’t.
| |
| | |
| Sit down. Sit down.
| |
| | |
| I mean, if one of us was going to end up in bright orange trainers, I would never have guessed it would be you.
| |
| | |
| They’re charging me with murder.
| |
| | |
| I don’t know. I don’t know.
| |
| | |
| I…
| |
| | |
| Maybe I blacked out? Uh…
| |
| | |
| [INHALES SHARPLY]
| |
| | |
| Hey.
| |
| | |
| Now listen to me.
| |
| | |
| [QUIETLY] I don’t believe it.
| |
| | |
| You’re not capable of that.
| |
| | |
| I know that all you’ve ever tried to do is help people.
| |
| | |
| You don’t belong here.
| |
| | |
| This place is for terrorists and drugs lords and God knows who.
| |
| | |
| Michael, we need to get you out of here.
| |
| | |
| In whatever way possible.
| |
| | |
| Maybe this is where I belong.
| |
| | |
| If I’m in here, then nobody else dies.
| |
| | |
| Listen to me.
| |
| | |
| You are not capable of killing that woman.
| |
| | |
| [POUNDING ON DOOR]
| |
| | |
| Hey, Your Highness, time’s up.
| |
| | |
| Michael, here’s something to keep you going.
| |
| | |
| Guard.
| |
| | |
| [LOCK CLICKS]
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| [BUZZER SOUNDS]
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| [PRISONERS YELLING INDISTINCTLY]
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| [BUZZER SOUNDS]
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| Never too early.
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| [♪♪♪]
| |
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| [BUZZER SOUNDS IN DISTANCE]
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| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
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| [GATE RATTLING OPEN]
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| Milo.
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| Milo!
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| [GRUNTS AND GROWLS]
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| [SLURPING]
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| [ROARS]
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| [CONCRETE CRUMBLING]
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| [ALARM BLARING]
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| OFFICER: Let’s move!
| |
| | |
| Come on, this way!
| |
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| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Let’s go. Let’s go.
| |
| | |
| Open the door.
| |
| | |
| Now! Go!
| |
| | |
| He’s getting away!
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTING]
| |
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| [WIND WHISTLING]
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| [HORNS HONKING]
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| Daily Bugle, please, sir.
| |
| | |
| There you go, buddy.
| |
| | |
| Here you are, my friend.
| |
| | |
| [SNIFFS]
| |
| | |
| Always figured that guy for a freak.
| |
| | |
| How’s that? You’ve never met him.
| |
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| I mean, look at him. What else you need to know?
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| MILO: You know, you shouldn’t judge someone by how they look.
| |
| | |
| Didn’t your mother teach you any manners?
| |
| | |
| Take me, for example.
| |
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| I may look harmless enough.
| |
| | |
| Do you think I’m joking?
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| [VENDOR SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [GRUNTING]
| |
| | |
| Milo!
| |
| | |
| Got me.
| |
| | |
| You see? I knew you could do it.
| |
| | |
| You took the serum even after I warned you.
| |
| | |
| What am I gonna do, lay down and die?
| |
| | |
| Thank you for the death wish.
| |
| | |
| I tried to protect you!
| |
| | |
| Protect me? Protect me from what?
| |
| | |
| Becoming a monster like me.
| |
| | |
| I don’t think you’re a monster. Okay?
| |
| | |
| I killed the nurse.
| |
| | |
| I killed the nurse.
| |
| | |
| I know. But you know what it’s like your first time.
| |
| | |
| You have no idea what you’re doing. You have no control.
| |
| | |
| No.
| |
| | |
| Milo, you have to stop.
| |
| | |
| You have to stop. You have to stop denying who you are.
| |
| | |
| It’s boring. We can go anywhere, we can do anything. Let’s go.
| |
| | |
| Let’s have some fun.
| |
| | |
| This isn’t you.
| |
| | |
| I know you. Where’s the brother that I used to have?
| |
| | |
| How can you say that to me?
| |
| | |
| Look what you’ve become.
| |
| | |
| Everything I am, I am because of you.
| |
| | |
| I looked up to you my whole life.
| |
| | |
| I will never leave you, and I will not go back.
| |
| | |
| You cannot make me go back. I won’t let you make me go back!
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| [PEOPLE CLAMORING, SCREAMING]
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| Move, bitch, move!
| |
| | |
| [BOTH GRUNTING]
| |
| | |
| [GASPS]
| |
| | |
| Goodness.
| |
| | |
| Whoo!
| |
| | |
| We’ve evolved!
| |
| | |
| You’re a scientist, Michael.
| |
| | |
| Surely, surely you understand that.
| |
| | |
| That’s not what this is. This is a mistake.
| |
| | |
| But I can fix it. I’ll figure out how to reverse it.
| |
| | |
| Artificial blood will keep us stable until I do.
| |
| | |
| Yeah, I’m fine just the way I am, thank you very much.
| |
| | |
| OFFICER: Hey! Hands up!
| |
| | |
| Up against the wall. Now.
| |
| | |
| MILO: Officer.
| |
| | |
| Come on.
| |
| | |
| MILO: Anything you say.
| |
| | |
| You. Don’t move.
| |
| | |
| Okey-do key.
| |
| | |
| We have the suspects.
| |
| | |
| Like we used to say… live a little.
| |
| | |
| [GROANS]
| |
| | |
| Hey!
| |
| | |
| Freeze!
| |
| | |
| [OFFICERS GROAN]
| |
| | |
| All our lives, we’ve lived with death hanging over us.
| |
| | |
| Why?
| |
| | |
| Why shouldn’t they know what it feels like for a change, Michael?
| |
| | |
| [ECHOES] Michael!
| |
| | |
| [SINGSONG, ECHOES] Michael.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| I’m not gonna fight you, Milo.
| |
| | |
| [TRAIN HORN BLOWS]
| |
| | |
| [FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]
| |
| | |
| [TRAIN RATTLING AND TRAIN HORN BLOWING]
| |
| | |
| [BRAKES SQUEALING]
| |
| | |
| [WIND WHISTLING]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [TRAIN HORN BLOWING]
| |
| | |
| [WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]
| |
| | |
| SIMON: Now he’s laying out officers in my city, huh?
| |
| | |
| It’s unforgiveable.
| |
| | |
| Just keep your eyes on Dr. Bancroft.
| |
| | |
| Yeah.
| |
| | |
| [THUNDER RUMBLING]
| |
| | |
| [SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [BOTH SPEAK IN SPANISH]
| |
| | |
| [SPEAKING IN SPANISH]
| |
| | |
| [EMPLOYEE SPEAKS IN SPANISH]
| |
| | |
| Woman in the jeans, where’d she go?
| |
| | |
| Yeah, right.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| Great.
| |
| | |
| Hey, stranger.
| |
| | |
| Michael?
| |
| | |
| You shouldn’t be here.
| |
| | |
| I didn’t kill Nurse Sutton or the police.
| |
| | |
| Or any of those people.
| |
| | |
| I know.
| |
| | |
| Milo, he…
| |
| | |
| He took the serum.
| |
| | |
| He’s out there.
| |
| | |
| And I have to stop him.
| |
| | |
| But I need your help.
| |
| | |
| Coffee?
| |
| | |
| No, thanks. I quit caffeine.
| |
| | |
| It’s decaf.
| |
| | |
| [GASPS AND SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| [BLOWS]
| |
| | |
| Not that kind of vampire.
| |
| | |
| Just checking.
| |
| | |
| I shouldn’t have dragged you out there. I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| You didn’t.
| |
| | |
| I wanted to be there.
| |
| | |
| Well, then apology rescinded.
| |
| | |
| I guess we’re both a little crazy.
| |
| | |
| How do you feel?
| |
| | |
| Incredible.
| |
| | |
| I mean, I went from dying my entire life to feeling more alive than ever.
| |
| | |
| Thankfully, artificial blood keeps me stable.
| |
| | |
| I just have to drink it more often.
| |
| | |
| How often?
| |
| | |
| Uh…
| |
| | |
| Every four hours, 22 minutes. Down from six.
| |
| | |
| It’s losing its effectiveness.
| |
| | |
| The issue is, when it stops working… I’ll become like Milo.
| |
| | |
| You won’t.
| |
| | |
| [DOOR BELL DINGS]
| |
| | |
| Hi. Over there.
| |
| | |
| Sorry, this one’s no good.
| |
| | |
| Check it again. And keep one for yourself.
| |
| | |
| No, I don’t wanna do it.
| |
| | |
| There’s plenty more where those came from.
| |
| | |
| Come on, man, we gotta get back to the lab.
| |
| | |
| [HEART BEATING]
| |
| | |
| Michael?
| |
| | |
| Okay, I know that look.
| |
| | |
| You’re up to something. What is it?
| |
| | |
| I’ll need a couple of things from the lab.
| |
| | |
| Can you do that for me?
| |
| | |
| Yes, I can.
| |
| | |
| But you didn’t answer my question. What is it?
| |
| | |
| You’re right. I’m up to something.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| You got the blood?
| |
| | |
| Got it.
| |
| | |
| [SIREN WAILING]
| |
| | |
| [DOG BARKING]
| |
| | |
| [VIALS CLINKING]
| |
| | |
| [PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
| |
| | |
| [HORNS HONKING]
| |
| | |
| [SIREN CHIRPING IN DISTANCE]
| |
| | |
| MAN 1: The ink on this new batch is pretty legit.
| |
| | |
| It’s a good thing we switched the chemicals.
| |
| | |
| MAN 2: Yo, finish up.
| |
| | |
| [INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
| |
| | |
| [JINGLING]
| |
| | |
| [LAUGHS]
| |
| | |
| [VOICES CHATTERING ON TV]
| |
| | |
| It’s a nice place that you got here.
| |
| | |
| Oh, I love this movie. Is this the part where the mysterious guy with the hoodie comes in and kicks everybody’s asses? I love that part.
| |
| | |
| Who the hell are you?
| |
| | |
| It doesn’t matter, but I am gonna need your laboratory.
| |
| | |
| [MAN LAUGHS]
| |
| | |
| MICHAEL: You can keep the money, all your little toys.
| |
| | |
| Just leave the science-y stuff and that bag of spicy Cheetos.
| |
| | |
| He wants my lab?
| |
| | |
| Yeah.
| |
| | |
| [KEYBOARD CLACKING]
| |
| | |
| You trying to be funny?
| |
| | |
| No, no, no. Absolutely not. That’s their job.
| |
| | |
| I mean, look at their matching necklaces.
| |
| | |
| Time to go.
| |
| | |
| [GROANING]
| |
| | |
| [BONES CRACKING]
| |
| | |
| Did you know that there are 27 bones in the human hand?
| |
| | |
| [YELPS]
| |
| | |
| Allow me to introduce the phalanges.
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| The metacarpals.
| |
| | |
| Shit. Let’s get the fuck out of here!
| |
| | |
| And the pretty, little stinky pinkie.
| |
| | |
| [SCREAMS]
| |
| | |
| [PANTING]
| |
| | |
| Who the hell are you, man?
| |
| | |
| Me?
| |
| | |
| [IN DEEP VOICE] I am Venom.
| |
| | |
| [HISSES]
| |
| | |
| [GASPS]
| |
| | |
| [IN REGULAR VOICE] You can go now.
| |
| | |
| Six to eight weeks, a little ibuprofen.
| |
| | |
| Should heal up just fine.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [OFF THE MEDS’ “EXSE” PLAYING]
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| [GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| [ELECTRONIC DANCE MUSIC PLAYING AND PEOPLE CHATTERING]
| |
| | |
| Yo. Can I get a tequila, please?
| |
| | |
| Don Julio 1942.
| |
| | |
| [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
| |
| | |
| Do I know you?
| |
| | |
| Me?
| |
| | |
| Yeah.
| |
| | |
| No, I don’t think so.
| |
| | |
| We’ve met.
| |
| | |
| I’m sure of it.
| |
| | |
| No, I’d remember.
| |
| | |
| You’re too pretty.
| |
| | |
| You know what they say, “Tequila to remember, whiskey to forget.”
| |
| | |
| That’s good.
| |
| | |
| Sir, two tequilas, please.
| |
| | |
| Hey, yo.
| |
| | |
| Her drinks are spoken for, bro.
| |
| | |
| Salute.
| |
| | |
| [CHUCKLES]
| |
| | |
| You know, uh, ahem, I’m gonna do you a favor and let you walk out of here, all right?
| |
| | |
| That’s very kind of you.
| |
| | |
| Here was I thinking you were a complete asshole.
| |
| | |
| Sir, can I get my friend here…
| |
| | |
| Relax.
| |
| | |
| …and his friends a round of whiskeys?
| |
| | |
| JEAN: Hey!
| |
| | |
| [GLASS SHATTERS]
| |
| | |
| [MILO GROWLS]
| |
| | |
| MAN: I’ll get you another drink.
| |
| | |
| [SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| Hey.
| |
| | |
| Another time.
| |
| | |
| Jerk.
| |
| | |
| You see the size of that guy? I’m not paying for those drinks.
| |
| | |
| [INDISTINCT CONVERSATION, THEN ALL LAUGHING]
| |
| | |
| [ROARS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| MILO: Martine.
| |
| | |
| Milo.
| |
| | |
| Sorry. I let myself in.
| |
| | |
| I hope I didn’t startle you.
| |
| | |
| It’s okay.
| |
| | |
| If I’d known our biggest funder was coming, I would have planned a nice dinner for us.
| |
| | |
| Actually, I’ve already eaten.
| |
| | |
| Whatever it is, it’s doing wonders for your health.
| |
| | |
| [CHUCKLES]
| |
| | |
| I feel great.
| |
| | |
| What can I do for you?
| |
| | |
| Well, it’s Michael.
| |
| | |
| I’m worried about him.
| |
| | |
| He’s alone out there.
| |
| | |
| And I think he needs me.
| |
| | |
| If I can get to him before the police do, I can help him.
| |
| | |
| You wouldn’t happen to know where he is, would you?
| |
| | |
| You two have always been so close.
| |
| | |
| I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| I don’t.
| |
| | |
| Hmm.
| |
| | |
| [HEART BEATING RAPIDLY]
| |
| | |
| Just to be sure, I’m going to ask you one more time.
| |
| | |
| You don’t happen to know where he is, do you, Martine?
| |
| | |
| I wouldn’t lie to you, Milo.
| |
| | |
| I don’t.
| |
| | |
| Now, if you don’t mind, I have work to do.
| |
| | |
| Okay.
| |
| | |
| Well, if you see him, if you hear from him, tell him: “We are the few against the many.”
| |
| | |
| We’ll have to do that dinner another time, Martine.
| |
| | |
| [TAKING SHUDDERING BREATHS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| Police!
| |
| | |
| Clear!
| |
| | |
| Clear!
| |
| | |
| [CLICKING TONGUE]
| |
| | |
| Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.
| |
| | |
| Cat’s gone. And she’s probably gone along with it.
| |
| | |
| [CAT MEOWS]
| |
| | |
| It’s time to eat, you little monster.
| |
| | |
| Oh!
| |
| | |
| [WINCES AND SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| Shit.
| |
| | |
| [GROWLS SOFTLY]
| |
| | |
| Michael?
| |
| | |
| Hey.
| |
| | |
| [SLAMS FLOOR] Michael.
| |
| | |
| I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| [SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| You may wanna close that up.
| |
| | |
| Yep.
| |
| | |
| [EXHALES DEEPLY]
| |
| | |
| [MICHAEL SIGHS]
| |
| | |
| How does it feel… when you’re on red?
| |
| | |
| Something wakes up inside of me, something… primal. And it just, uh… And it wants to hunt. And wants to kill.
| |
| | |
| [BREATHING HEAVILY]
| |
| | |
| I’m sorry.
| |
| | |
| [CAT MEOWS]
| |
| | |
| [COUGHS]
| |
| | |
| [MEOWS]
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
| |
| | |
| Hi.
| |
| | |
| Good as new.
| |
| | |
| Nice work, doctor.
| |
| | |
| Thank you, doctor.
| |
| | |
| You know, for the record, I… I wasn’t gonna go full Dracula on you downstairs.
| |
| | |
| For the record… I find him to be quite the romantic.
| |
| | |
| Come here.
| |
| | |
| Just close your eyes.
| |
| | |
| Okay.
| |
| | |
| Move closer.
| |
| | |
| [♪♪♪]
| |
| | |
| [TRAIN RATTLING]
| |
| | |
| Did you know the average male body has 12 pints of blood?
| |
| | |
| I mean, how much do you think the doctor can drink?
| |
| | |
| I don’t know.
| |
| | |
| When’s the last time you had 36 beers?
| |
| | |
| When’s the last time you had any beers?
| |
| | |
| CCTV.
| |
| | |
| I’ll go grab the footage.
| |
| | |
| I don’t want you to have to move or anything.
| |
| | |
| All right, check this out.
| |
| | |
| Wait, wait, wait.
| |
| | |
| Zoom in. And hold right there.
| |
| | |
| That’s not the doctor.
| |
| | |
| RODRIGUEZ: It’s what these bloodsuckers do. They multiply.
| |
| | |
| Breaking news on the Lower East Side where three people have been killed.
| |
| | |
| Authorities have confirmed the discovery of three new bodies outside a bar popular with Wall Street traders.
| |
| | |
| And like the victims before them, they were completely drained of their blood, earning the killer the moniker “Vampire Murderer.”
| |
| | |
| The prime suspect, renowned scientist Dr. Michael Morbius, remains at large.
| |
| | |
| What have you got yourself into?
| |
| | |
| However, another source inside the department has told us that CCTV footage of the murders suggests the killer could be a copycat.
| |
| | |
| Residents are being urged to stay home after sundown until the killer, or killers, are brought to justice.
| |
| | |
| NICHOLAS: Milo?
| |
| | |
| [PILLS RATTLE]
| |
| | |
| You’ve discovered my secret.
| |
| | |
| I mean, look at me.
| |
| | |
| I am reborn.
| |
| | |
| I am the resurrection.
| |
| | |
| My God, what have you done to yourself?
| |
| | |
| What?
| |
| | |
| Do you disapprove?
| |
| | |
| What’s the matter, Nicholas? Is Daddy cross?
| |
| | |
| All right. Settle down.
| |
| | |
| Let’s go and have a drink together.
| |
| | |
| Come celebrate with me, please.
| |
| | |
| No.
| |
| | |
| Just one drink.
| |
| | |
| Milo, you’re scaring me. Please. Just…
| |
| | |
| Just… Just calm down.
| |
| | |
| [SIGHING]
| |
| | |
| What’s the matter?
| |
| | |
| I can’t… I can’t sleep.
| |
| | |
| I can help you with that.
| |
| | |
| I’ve been more than a friend to you all this time, Milo.
| |
| | |
| And I’m going to stay here with you.
| |
| | |
| But there will be no more violence, understand?
| |
| | |
| That doesn’t do it for me.
| |
| | |
| I should have known. You always take his side.
| |
| | |
| Tell me your side, then, Milo.
| |
| | |
| Michael doesn’t accept what he is, Nicholas.
| |
| | |
| I’m gonna make him accept it.
| |
| | |
| By ruining his good name?
| |
| | |
| See? There! There you are!
| |
| | |
| Perfect Michael, selfless Michael, Michael the favorite!
| |
| | |
| Don’t be childish, Milo!
| |
| | |
| If anyone has a claim to being my favorite, it’s you.
| |
| | |
| I’ve devoted my life to you.
| |
| | |
| Liar.
| |
| | |
| You pitied me before.
| |
| | |
| You did. You pitied me before. You’re repulsed by me now.
| |
| | |
| I am repulsed… by what you’ve done, by what you’ve become.
| |
| | |
| Whatever this thing is… you’re not up to it.
| |
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| There’s no shame in what we are.
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| “We are the few…”
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| “Against the many.”
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| [GROWLS]
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| Tell Michael, you tell him I’m going to kill as many as I want.
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| [GROWLING]
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| [ROARS]
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| MARTINE: “He’s only destroyed by a stake through the heart, made from the wood of the Holy Cross.”
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| You don’t believe this.
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| MICHAEL: No. But after the week that I’ve had, anything is possible.
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| What is that?
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| This is an antibody.
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| It inhibits ferritin, induces a massive iron overload, instant hemochromatosis.
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| Deadly to bats, fatal to humans.
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| Okay.
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| Who’s the second one for?
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| My window’s closing. We both know that.
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| By tomorrow I’ll be forced to consume human blood.
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| I can’t do that. I won’t do that.
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| So this is your solution, huh?
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| Injecting yourself with poison?
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| I brought this into the world.
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| It’s up to me to take it out.
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| I need you to go now. It’s not safe here. Okay?
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| [CELL PHONE RINGS]
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| [PHONE BEEPS ON]
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| Nicholas, you okay?
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| [WEAKLY] Michael, I need help.
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| [GASPS, COUGHS] | |
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| I went to see Milo.
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| Nicholas?
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| Nicholas!
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| [GROWLS] | |
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| [♪♪♪]
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| Nicholas.
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| Nicholas?
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| Michael.
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| Come on, we have to get you to a hospital.
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| [WEAKLY] You have to stop him.
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| [BREATHING RAPIDLY]
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| MILO: Michael.
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| Michael.
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| Call out for him.
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| I want him to hear you.
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| No.
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| Yeah.
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| I won’t ask you again.
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| Say, “Michael.”
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| MARTINE: Michael.
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| MILO: Good girl.
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| Michael.
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| MARTINE: Michael.
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| MILO: Yeah.
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| MARTINE: Michael.
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| [MILO CHUCKLES]
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| MARTINE: Milo.
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| You’re hurting me.
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| [SHUSHES]
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| It’s okay.
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| [MARTINE SCREAMS]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [HEART BEATING]
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| [SIREN WAILING DISTANTLY]
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| MICHAEL: Martine?
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| Let me take a look. Martine.
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| [WHIMPERS]
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| Let me look.
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| It’s bad.
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| Michael.
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| Make it mean something.
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| I can help you.
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| I’m sorry.
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| [SHUDDERING]
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| [GROWLING]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [YELLS]
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| [MILO CLAPPING]
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| Drank the red.
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| Good for you.
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| [GROWLING]
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| It’s just you and me, Michael!
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| Nothing, no one, to hold us back.
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| [ROARS]
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| I’m all you have left.
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| That’s the spirit. Yeah.
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| [MILO LAUGHS]
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| [BOTH GRUNTING, GROWLING]
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| [GROANS]
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| [GRUNTING]
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| Bye.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [MILO LAUGHS]
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| [GROANS]
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| [EXCLAIMS, THEN LAUGHING]
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| Come on, Michael!
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| Come on!
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| You can do better than this!
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| It’s not a curse.
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| It’s a gift.
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| You started this, you created this, you created us!
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| [ROARS]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [BUBBLING]
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| [BATS SCREECHING]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [GRUNTING]
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| [YELLING]
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| [GROANS]
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| Michael.
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| You can’t kill me.
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| I mean, it’s me.
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| [WHISPERS] You can’t kill me.
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| [WHIMPERS]
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| You gave me my name.
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| Remember?
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| I remember everything.
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| [SOFTLY] I’m sorry.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| Lucian.
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| [SIRENS APPROACHING]
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| [INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO]
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| [HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
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| OFFICER 1: Stay back, people.
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| OFFICER 2: Get back! Back!
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [GASPS]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [ENERGY CRACKLING]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| Hope the food’s better in this joint.
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| REPORTER [ON TV]: The bizarre story developing at the Manhattan Detention Center when a man identifying himself as Adrian Toomes simply appeared in an otherwise empty cell.
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| A hearing has been set that could likely lead to his immediate release.
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| [OFFICER YELLS INDISTINCTLY]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [GRASS RUSTLING]
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [WIND WHISTLING]
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| Thanks for meeting me, doc.
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| I’ve been reading about you.
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| I’m listening.
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| I’m not sure how I got here.
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| Has to do with Spider-Man, I think.
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| I’m still figuring this place out, but I think a bunch of guys like us should team up.
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| Could do some good.
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| Intriguing.
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| [♪♪♪]
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| [♪♪♪]
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