And the bear came
across a fox.
And the fox said,
"Bear, bear,
stop right there.
"There's a monster
up ahead."
Okay, bedtime.
No, no,
this is the last book.
Oh, I thought that
the last book
was the last book.
We are
almost done.
You guys work well together,
and I don't like it.
Hello.
Hey, it's Peter.
Hi.
What's wrong?
"What's wrong?"
Is there
something wrong?
No.
Why, what's wrong with you?
Uh, nothing.
I assumed
there was an emergency.
Nope.
No emergency.
What's up?
Nothing,
I was actually calling for Rachel.
Is she there?
Yeah.
Actually,
it's kinda stupid.
I can call back later
if you guys are
in the middle of
something.
No, no,
she's-she's right here.
Uh, Rach,
it's for you.
It's Peter.
Oh.
Hey.
Yeah,
did you remember it or not?
Are you serious?
Oh, what is it?
Aunt Liv,
can we keep on going?
No, I-
Yeah.
I don't know
that one.
All right,
hold on.
Hold on a second.
Hold on.
Uh,
"But I don't see any monster,"
the bear said.
"And he kept walking.
"Because he didn't believe
there was a monster up ahead. "
Aunt Liv?
Yeah?
Monsters aren't real,
right?
No, sweetheart.
They're not.
The cameras are dark.
Let's go.
We gotta move.
I told you, relax.
The alarm's disabled.
There might be
a backup system.
No, there isn't.
I checked
all the security.
Why don't you
finish up in here?
I want to see
what's behind this door.
Come on, Jonathan.
We've gotta get
outta here.
Hold on a second.
Stop right there!
You should be arrested
for what you do.
We let them go.
All of them.
These animals
deserve better.
How would you
like to be
caged up
and tortured?
Shame on you
for what you do.
These are living creatures
and you murder them.
You're a killer.
Tell me you didn't
open that door now.
Yeah, you bet I did.
Get out. Now!
All of you get out!
You should be
arrested.
Experimenting on animals
is a crime.
Somebody shut her up!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Come on.
Get out! Go!
Let's go.
Come on!
Jonathan!
Let's go.
Come on, go!
What the hell
was that?
That thing,
that thing grabbed that guy.
- I'm freaking out, man.
- We got to get out of here.
What do we do?
Do we call the police?
We can't leave Jonathan.
We have to go back.
No, no, no.
Dude, this is crazy.
This is crazy.
What is that?
I don't know!
I can't see!
Chris?
What did that?
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S01E16:
Unleashed.
One cream,
one sugar.
Thank you, Peter.
Peter, no!
Walter,
we talked about sharing.
That's not to eat.
You've ruined it.
It's an omelet.
It's not an omelet!
Oh, my--
Ugh!
Walter, why is there
an ear in the omelet?
It was an experiment.
It was a
protein-rich incubator.
It was growing.
It was growing?
That's perfect.
No, it's not perfect.
You just ruined it.
And you could have died,
had you eaten it.
- Hello?
- Really?
- Okay.
- You know,
maybe in the future
you could do me a favor
and just put up a sign
warning me not to confuse
your toxic playthings
with breakfast.
Maybe you should get
your own breakfast
and not poach mine.
Dad,
that is hardly the point.
Remember yesterday,
when I nearly washed my face
in a sink full of acid?
Or three days ago,
you hooked Gene up
to the solar panels
and I nearly
electrocuted myself.
This is a lab.
You're the one
who should be careful.
I trust you look both ways
when you cross the street.
Yeah, but the difference being
that if I don't,
I'm the only one
who gets flattened.
You, Walter,
you live in a society
with other people.
Hey!
- What?!
- What?!
That was Olivia.
Local P.D. found the vehicle
a couple hours ago.
Three bodies inside:
two male, one female.
And the cause of death?
They appear to have
been attacked by an animal,
but the coroner's
never seen anything like it.
Whatever did this
doesn't appear to be
indigenous to the area.
Well,
wherever it is indigenous to,
I don't wanna
live there.
Oh, interesting.
Some would say
disgusting.
Whatever did this
had enormous claws,
like those of a bear
or one of the
big cats.
The spread of the digits,
V-shaped.
It's too wide
for one of those creatures.
Configuration
closer to that of an eagle.
Of course much,
much larger.
Hey.
We're looking for big bird.
Don't be ridiculous.
Perhaps a pterodactyl.
Have evidence techs
bag their IDs?
Um, no.
I don't think
they were carrying any.
Maybe this is why.
That's a Brockhage
lock pick gun.
They work great.
A little bulky for my taste,
but--
Looks like these kids were out
for more than a joyride.
Mmm,
this is quite delicious.
Where did you
get that?
In the car,
uneaten.
What is the matter
with you?
Oh,
forgive my son.
He's been in a mood
all day.
I just figured,
"Don't eat the evidence,"
went without saying.
It has no bearing
on the case.
I assure you.
Four drinks.
Three bodies.
There were four people
in this group.
We're missing a body.
Have we searched
the woods?
We had canine units
canvas the area.
We didn't turn up
any other bodies.
Well, maybe one of them
got away and survived.
If they did, they could answer
a lot of questions.
I'm gonna go check
local hospitals...
See if
the emergency room has
anything that lines up
with an animal attack.
All this stuff
is from Junkie Genie's.
It's a fast food joint
up by M.I.T.
Food is crap.
But it's cheap,
and it's open late.
So it's always
filled with undergrads.
I thought you falsified
your degree from M.I.T.
Yeah, Peter...
Why commit to anything
when you can
just fake it?
I spent some nights there.
Maybe we should go
through the student database
and see if we can I.D.
any of the victims.
- Hey.
- Hi.
I understand
Chris Hawkins lives here.
Olivia Dunham, FBI.
Yeah, um,
Chris isn't here.
I know...
But would you mind
if I asked you a few questions?
I'm Carl.
And no,
I would love it.
Come on in.
Thank you.
Oh, yeah, uh,
that isn't mine.
That was
left here by a stranger.
Can I get you
something?
Orange juice?
Candy?
How 'bout some pants?
Yeah,
I can do that.
So how well
do you know Chris?
Oh, you know,
okay.
Kinda, "Hey, how's it going?"
"Nice, whatever."
"What's for dinner?"
That kinda stuff.
Why,
is he in some kind of trouble?
I'm not at liberty
to say.
Oh, no, no, no.
It's just because
he doesn't seem like the type,
you know,
to get into FBI kinda trouble.
Why do you say that?
He's always making flyers,
going to rallies.
You know, political.
So what kinda causes?
It's really just the one.
Uh, Animals Forever,
I think it's called.
Or no, no, no.
Animals First.
He was an
animal rights activist?
Yeah, definitely.
He'd save anything
with a beak or a claw.
Jeez.
Whatever got to him
had some pretty nasty claws.
And some
very large fangs.
What is that?
Punctures from the fangs
of most likely
some type of viper.
So this thing had
the claws of a lion
and the fangs of a snake?
It reminds me of a woman
I once knew in Cleveland.
Walter, these punctures
are over four inches apart.
And that would make this snake
eight-feet long.
Her name was
Harriet something.
How is everything?
Well,
apparently you're looking
for a lion-snake
named Harriet.
Did you find anything
at M.I.T.?
Yeah, the victims were all
animal rights activists,
a group called
Animals First.
So you think that they
were breaking into labs
that were doing
animal testing?
And releasing
the animals,
which would explain
the burglary tools
and the lack of I.D.
It would,
but it wouldn't explain
how whatever it is
that these guys released was
able to rip a door off their car
and kill 'em all.
Walter, have you got any idea
what kind of animal
would be in a lab
that could do this?
Well,
judging by the wounds,
I'd say two or three
different ones, actually.
Right, a motley crew of lab animals
got together
and decided to
exact their revenge on mankind.
Astrid,
let's look up labs
in the area
that do research with animals and--
See if any of them
reported break-ins.
Yep, I'm on it.
Thank you.
Oh, no.
This is Unit 81.
We're responding to the
monster sighting
on Route 30.
Roger that, 81.
It's always a monster.
Monster must be housewife
for raccoon.
You hear that?
Any leads on
the fourth victim?
No.
What?
Nothing.
You called Rachel
last night.
- Anything important?
- Hardly.
You know that song
"If you like pina coladas"?
We were trying
to remember the name.
It turns out;
it's called Escape.
So you two
are friends now?
Does that bother you?
No.
Hey, Charlie,
what's up?
Oh,
good heavens.
Astrid,
Charlie just called.
Animal Control
got a call from
a woman in Newton
who claims that
she nearly hit a monster
on Route 30.
So I'm gonna
meet him there.
Will you call me
if you find anything?
- Yeah, sure thing.
- Thanks.
Olivia.
Be careful.
Thank you,
Walter.
What was that
all about?
Nothing.
Just want her
to be safe.
Hello?
This is Francis.
I need Medevac teams
and backup sent to my location.
Charlie?
Charlie?
Charlie.
How bad is it?
I don't know.
Uh...
I'm all right.
What was it?
Big.
What the heck
is that?
Put the stinger in here,
please.
Now, please, in here.
Excellent.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Agent, I'd like you to get that
eyed down at the hospital.
No,thanks.
It won't be necessary.
Agent Francis,
I-I'm told you were
attacked by the beast.
- What did it feel like?
- It hurt.
No,
I mean the animal's dermis.
Was it rough, uh,
like a rhinoceros?
I haven't felt any
rhinos lately.
But, uh,
it was course
like sandpaper.
And the metasoma,
the tail,
was it segmented
like a scorpion?
I didn't get
a good look at it.
It kept on
knocking me on my ass.
Perhaps you did,
you just can't remember.
Trauma can do that.
I could hypnotize you--
Walter, I think that that's
enough for the moment.
But it would be
very helpful
to identify the traits.
Are you okay?
Did you take something?
Psychedelics?
No,
not since Thursday, no.
Walter, why don't you share
on what you're thinking?
I believe
we may be dealing
with a transgenic species.
Which is what?
It's an animal creation.
Um, an organism
made up of the genes
of multiple species.
The best of the best,
as it were.
You're saying
that you think
the creature is
man-made.
Accelerated Darwinism.
Is that even possible?
I-In theory, yes.
Although
one would have to solve
many problems:
Incompatible species,
massive mutual rejection.
Similar to when
a transplant recipient
rejects a donor organ.
And there's
a reason for that.
Mixing a bunch of species
to create a franken-rhino
is unnatural.
And a really bad idea.
- Dunham.
- Hey, it's me.
Is Charlie all right?
Yeah,
he's okay.
Thank God.
Okay, um,
you wanted me to look into any labs
that might house animals
near the first crime scene.
And?
How can I help you,
Agent Dunham?
Dr. Swift?
You could start by telling me
what sort of work
you do here at
Swift Research.
Well,
we're commissioned
by pharmaceutal
and cosmetic companies
to test their products.
Uh,
to make sure they're safe
before using them
in human trials.
Oh, by testing them
on animals first?
It's an unfortunate,
but necessary step.
You know,
it's better to have an animal
experience
an allergic reaction
to a certain perfume,
so that you don't have to.
Uh, Dr. Swift,
are you aware that
a group of college students
were attacked and killed
near this facility last night?
Attacked?
By whom?
That's what
we're trying to determine.
We believe these students
may have been--
Are you okay?
Um, no, actually.
We're three days
behind on a deadline.
Uh, you'll excuse me
if I seem insensitive,
but what does this have to do
with me and this lab?
We believe they were
animal rights activists.
That they were killed
after they broke in
and released animals
from a facility
much like you have here.
So you're suggesting
that a lab animal is responsible?
Well, maybe one that was
genetically altered?
Do you do any of that
sort of work here?
No,
Agent Dunham.
I told you
we only test products.
And what's more,
there was no break-in.
Doing some cleanup work?
Oh, hundreds of animals
in and out of here
every week.
As I'm sure
you can probably imagine,
the cleanup never ends.
Mind if I take a look?
Uh,
not to be a rude host,
but you actually
do need a warrant.
Understand, we deal with
billion-dollar trade secrets,
and I am obligated
to respect
my clients' confidentiality.
No, hmm?
H-How would
we accomplish that?
Wait, damn it!
How can I
concentrate
with you running around?
Walter,
are you talking to me?
No,
just thinking out loud.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Walter.
Walter,
I need you to tell me
what exactly you would need
to create a genetic hybrid.
Like,
specific items,
so that I can see if
Robert Swift's bought any of it.
I would need some
sodium bicarbonate...
and a house in the country.
A place to be alone
with my thoughts.
Some mahler
for the late nights.
And time.
A lot of time.
I know,
it's like he's on another planet.
You've seen him.
He's been like that all day.
But can you focus him?
Focusing Walter
is even at the best of times
just a matter of degrees.
- Okay, fine.
- Thank you.
Hey, Walter,
I need you to step back
to the Planet Earth
for a second
and focus on something
that isn't about you.
Peter...
I'm afraid
this is about me.
About my work.
I found this book
among my old files.
What is this,
Walter?
Olivia.
Is this the creature?
No.
But I fear
it is quite similar.
Where did you
get this?
I tried to make it,
Are you saying
that you created this?
Not this one specifically.
My experiments
were a failure.
You knew.
You knew all along.
You knew that this
was connected to your work,
and you knew you had information
that could help us
but you kept it
to yourself.
My creatures didn't survive.
Someone else
must have finished my work.
Who, Walter?
Who could have
done this?
Twenty years ago,
who were you working with?
Kelvin Genetics.
We were doing classified work
for the U.S. Army.
- I need a name, Walter.
- Uh, guys.
Do you remember
anybody specific?
- No.
- Guys.
This body is moving.
What?
They're still alive.
Quick, unzip it.
They may be suffocating.
- Uh, maggots!
- No, not maggots.
Larvae
from the creature.
You mean that
these are baby monsters?
Yes.
We must collect them.
Peter,
a Petri dish.
Make it a bucket.
I'm gonna be sick.
Two buckets.
Walter,
how is this even possible?
The stinger.
It must
carry the eggs.
It transfers them...
to a suitable incubator.
What, you mean
it plants the eggs
when it stings you?
Yeah.
It's fascinating.
Oh, God.
Charlie.
So far there have been
three reported sightings
in the
Greater Boston area--
Two in Medford
and one in Arlington.
Authorities advise if you see it
or any other wild animal,
do not try to
confront it yourself.
Do you hear this?
There's some kind of
mountain lion on the loose.
Mountain lion?
Yeah, in Boston.
Where does a mountain lion
come from in Boston?
Maybe it escaped
from the zoo.
Well,
I doubt that,
otherwise
they would just say so.
The mountain lion,
also known as a cougar
or a puma,
is found in most--
Well, baby,
that's why you married me.
- The possible--
- Why?
So I can protect you...
From all the scary things
that are out there.
And, uh,
who's gonna protect you?
I told you,
it's just a scrape.
Bad guy...
Broken bottle.
Ohh.
Nothing I haven't handled
before a dozen times.
Who's that?
- Liv.
- Charlie, hey.
What's up?
- Uh...
- You okay?
Yeah, Charlie,
um--
But you may not be.
Electro-conductive gel
for the ultrasound.
Enough
with the suspense.
What is it exactly
that we're looking for?
I believe the stinger
we found in you
may have carried
the creature's embryos.
I think this is why
the creature didn't eat you.
I think you may be
carrying its offspring.
You trying to tell me
that I'm pregnant?
We're hoping not.
- So?
- Ten times magnification.
Is that--
I'm afraid so.
One small piece
of good fortune.
At least,
the creature doesn't mate
in the traditional way.
Thanks for that,
Walter.
That's great bedside manner.
So what do we
do now?
I don't know.
I can't simply
remove them.
They've already spread
throughout his system.
Just give me a second.
Astrid.
Walter.
Walter,
calm down.
Liv, uh,
the other victim.
How were these things
actually born?
It doesn't matter...
Because, um,
it's not gonna go that far.
Walter,
there's gotta be
something
that you can do.
All right?
Hey, look at me.
You can't check out right now.
We cannot
let this man die.
Don't you think I know that,
Peter?
Think, damn it.
Agent Farnsworth,
draw 25 milliliters
of blood.
Peter,
get some trichlorimide.
What are you gonna do?
Poison them.
This is gonna pinch
just a little bit.
Careful, Peter,
it's highly toxic.
If this doesn't work,
how much time
do I have?
The last victim...
We figured 24 hours
after he was...
Knocked up.
Yeah.
So I have about
Careful.
Okay,
get your toy out.
Hello?
Hey, Catherine--
Woah, woah, slow down, honey.
Be careful.
Hey, yeah, sorry.
Oh, the house.
Yeah,
we saw it yesterday.
Oh. Perfect.
I made a few calls for you.
This is what I was able
to get the army
to declassify on
Kelvin Genetics.
Five lab assistants
worked there with
Dr. Bishop and
William Bell.
All of them now
in the private sector.
None working in biogenetics,
as far as I can tell.
And Robert Swift?
No connection.
I've been through the
missing persons records
a dozen times.
There's nothing from
any of the local hospitals either.
You're still thinking
there was a fourth activist.
And if they're out there
and impregnated,
then who knows
how many more
of these things
we're looking at.
Though presumably,
we'd have heard something by now.
Any more sightings?
Not any
within the last ten hours.
Maybe it's gone.
Maybe it went
into the river
or died from
lack of proper food.
Agent Dunham,
Peter Bishop's on line six.
- Hey.
- It's bad news.
The poison
killed the larvae,
but it also poisoned
Charlie's blood.
Have you
spoken to Charlie?
Yeah.
He's putting on
a brave face
but he's not doing well.
His blood pressure's down.
His kidneys are failing.
I don't understand.
Walter seems to think
that the larvae
act like parasites,
They feed on their host
for nutrients.
So they're killing him
so that they can gestate.
Tell her, Peter,
about the blood?
What blood?
Walter has a theory.
He thinks he knows a way
he can trick the larvae
to self-destructing.
How do we do that?
Well, we'd have to
transfuse Charlie
with the creature's blood.
Mix their mother's blood
in with his own.
That way,
maybe the larvae would think
he's one of their own
and stop feeding.
Die of starvation.
Which sounds crazy,
I know.
But he seems
to think it'll work.
Okay.
Then that's what we'll do.
Bye.
What?
We need to
find the creature.
It's got
three bedrooms,
so if we want
to have another baby
we'll be fine.
Oh, and, uh...
The best part about it
is it's got
this amazing yard.
It's even got
a tree house for Tuck.
Catherine,
let me call you back.
Tuck!
Tuck,
come out of there.
Tuck!
Tucker!
Medford,
Waltham, Newton,
and an unconfirmed report
of a giant snake
out of Watertown.
What are you thinking?
It doesn't make sense.
I mean,
something this big...
Why aren't there
more sightings?
This is just
a mild sedative.
It might make you
feel more relaxed.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
I'm sorry
this has happened to you.
It's not your fault.
They didn't tell you.
Tell me what?
The creature...
Where it came from.
Astrid,
I need a schematic of the sewers,
section E-3
and F-5.
You've had a thought?
Yeah, I think it's
traveling underground.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Look at that.
All the sightings
are near major storm drains.
And each one of them
large enough
to accommodate the creature.
That makes sense.
If it's part tiger,
then it would prefer dark.
And a python
would seek out water.
So it's probably only
surfacing to eat...
Or to mate.
What?
If it's traveling
in the sewer,
then we have nothing.
It could be anywhere.
Walter, it's okay.
We're making progress.
No.
It's not okay.
You tell
Agent Francis it's okay.
I'll go talk to him.
- Ahh. Uhh.
- Hang on, hang on, hang on.
- Hold him down, hold him down.
- Uhh.
Charlie.
Lift his shirt.
They're getting bigger.
When?
Did you get
any witness statements?
Okay, well,
can you send me them
as soon
as you get them?
Thank you.
Another sighting?
Yeah,
this time in a public park
off Hawthorne,
which is nowhere
near any of the other places.
So there's
no predictable pattern.
No, this thing could
show up anytime, anywhere,
and we'd have
no idea.
Hello.
Agent Dunham.
Hey, this is Carl Bussler
from M.I.T.
Uh, what can
I do for you, Carl?
Uh, you said to call
if anything came up,
and I think
maybe something might have.
What is it?
Uh, this kid Jonathan
hasn't been in class
for the last few days.
And I don't know if he was friends
with Chris or whatever,
but he was into
all that animal rights stuff too.
Anyway,
no one's seen him.
Okay, well, I'll check it out.
What's his last name?
Uh, Swift.
Jonathan Swift.
Miss.
You can't go
back there.
Agent Dunham.
You lied to me.
I did?
You obstructed the course
of a federal investigation
into the deaths
of five people.
Will you excuse us
for a minute?
Dr. Swift,
you failed to tell me
that your son Jonathan
was at M.I.T.
I'm not sure
how that's relevant.
Three of his classmates were torn,
limb from limb,
the other night,
and he hasn't been seen since.
I would say that that
would be very relevant.
I don't know
how that happened,
but my son
was not involved.
When was the last time
you spoke to Jonathan?
A few days.
He's very busy at school.
Yes, I know.
Politically active.
Animals First.
He wasn't too
fond of the work
you did here,
was he?
I really can't say.
Is this going somewhere,
Agent Dunham?
Yes, a motive.
I believe that he
found out about your studies.
That your lab
was testing on animals,
and he and his friends
broke in here two nights ago.
But what
he didn't know...
was that you do much more
than just testing on animals.
You create them,
dangerous genetic hybrids.
We're done here.
Any further questions,
you're gonna have to go
through my attorney.
Dr. Swift, this thing has already
killed five people
and infected
one of our agents.
As we speak,
it's offspring is growing
inside of him,
killing him.
Do you really want his death
on your conscience?
Now your son is out there,
maybe injured, maybe infected,
and I can help.
But you need
to help me too.
It didn't kill
five people.
Excuse me?
It was seven.
Hello.
Hey,
Swift broke.
He admitted that the hybrid
came from his laboratory.
Apparently,
he was collaborating
with a geneticist
called Cameron Degelmann.
Oh.
Well, where is this guy?
Uh, dead.
He was at the lab
along with Swift's son
when the students
released the creature.
So what is the link to
Kelvin Genetics?
Well,
that's the interesting part.
You got a pen?
Good news.
That was Olivia.
Swift confessed.
Apparently,
this monster has nothing
to do with your work,
Walter.
What?
Well, Swift was working
with a geneticist.
For years,
he was pursuing this work,
a Cameron Degelmann.
Degelmann,
of course.
Whoa, whoa,
who's Degelmann?
Pioneer in hybridization.
Quite brilliant.
In fact,
it was his work
that inspired my research
in the first place.
And it never even
crossed your mind
that he might be involved?
He had a
very forgettable face.
And in the more
good news column,
Olivia was able to get
the combination of animals
that went into the hybrid.
Oh, oh, go on.
Uh,
Heloderma suspectum.
Yes, a venomous lizard
native to North America.
Also called
the Gila Monster.
Megarhyssa macrurus.
Parasitic wasp.
Interesting.
Desmodus rotundus and--
Wait, did you say
Desmodus rotundus?
Yeah.
Why, what is that?
It's a type of bat.
Oh, of course.
Why didn't
I think of it before?
Their immune system.
Makes it a perfect candidate
for genetic hybridization.
I'm lost.
Bats have
an immune system
that's unique
in the animal kingdom.
They can carry on
hundreds of different diseases
without ever being affected.
That same system
makes it possible
for the creature
to mature
without rejecting
its various parts.
The bat was the
missing ingredient...
that allowed
the creature to survive.
So now that you know
what it is,
can you help Charlie?
No.
We'll still need a specimen
of the creature's blood.
Okay.
Okay, well,
we know what it's made of.
We know that it moves
through the sewer.
So can't we...
I don't know,
Like,
bait it or something?
Just so I'm clear,
are you actually suggesting
that we go
down into the sewers
and wait for this thing
to eat us?
- Oh, no.
- Yes!
- Yes.
- Oh, no.
No?
- It's not interested in food.
- No.
But we do have something
that it is interested in.
Bats are a
highly maternal species.
They are quite protective
of their young.
Walter, are you saying
that we can lure this thing
by dangling those larvae
in front of it?
Yes.
But no.
Oh, great, this again.
It won't be necessary
to be in front of it.
Bats are capable
of seeking out their offspring
from miles away.
We've already determined
that it's traveling through
the sewer systems.
So we just need to
lure it from the central location.
Wonderful,
so we're gonna antagonize this thing
into chasing us
and then what, Walter?
Well, now that
I have a better idea
of its biological makeup,
I think I can kill it.
Assuming that
you can provide us
with 50-caliber incendiary rounds,
Agent Dunham.
Well, that's not exactly
FBI standard-issue, Walter.
Are you sure
about this?
Hey.
If my theory is correct
and the bat traits
are dominant
in the creature,
then yes, I believe
we can successfully lure it.
Whether we can
survive the encounter
is the more
intriguing question.
Okay,
we're missing anything?
Could you carry these,
son?
Sure thing.
Be careful.
You must be
very gentle with them.
Right, 'cause we wouldn't want to
hurt the monster babies.
You need anything?
A shot of J.D.
and a chaser of beer
would be nice.
You know,
hunting this thing in the sewers...
It's not a good idea,
Liv.
You got a better idea?
Yeah.
Don't get hurt for me.
Well,
that's not really very fair.
Considering you would do
the same thing for me.
I'll be back soon,
I promise.
You will call me
if his condition changes.
I will.
We ready?
Ready as I'll ever be.
Walter, let's go.
Be right there,
son.
Based on
the sewer map,
this will make
a fine infiltration point.
Nothing to see here,
ma'am.
Just routine maintenance.
Smells great down here.
So what's next,
Walter?
There's an intersection
a 100 feet down here...
that will conduct
the sound most effectively.
Nearly there.
The larvae
are creating a vibration...
Frequencies of sound...
detectable by bats.
And hopefully,
our guest of honor.
Well, now I know
what it feels like
to be live bait.
Hey, come on,
let's get in position.
Hello.
You just get in?
Hi.
I thought
it might be you.
I just got in
from the market.
I ran into Jody.
What is it?
Oh, uh, she just told me
a really funny joke.
Tell me.
So the patient
goes to his doctor
and he says,
"Doctor, if I give up wine,
women, and song,
"will I live longer?"
And the doctor says,
"Well, no.
"But it'll feel longer."
You don't think
that's funny.
I do.
No, you don't.
Are you gonna be home
for dinner?
I don't know.
Okay, all right.
Well, I will see you
when you get home.
And I love you,
babe...
Even more for laughing
at that joke.
And I love you too.
Bye-bye.
Frightening situation
like this...
Two things
occur to me.
The first is a song
I used to sing to Rufus.
Our dog.
When he was young,
he used to have night terrors.
Hey, Walter.
Think we can
wait down here
to be mauled in silence,
please?
Of course.
So what was
the second thing?
Hmm?
You said
two things occur to you.
Oh,
the second thing.
I need to tinkle.
Could either of you
direct me to the facilities?
The facilities?
You're in the sewer,
Walter.
You're knee-deep
in the facilities.
Quite right.
Excuse me.
Don't say that
I never take you anywhere.
Hey!
Open this up right now.
I'm afraid
I can't do that, Peter.
No one else
is going to get hurt.
This thing is a mistake,
and I'm going
to correct it alone.
Walter, hey!
Walter,
you open this gate right now.
You were right,
Peter.
I live in a society.
And I need to
clean up after myself.
Walter,
this is not your fault.
You did not do this.
No.
But I could have.
- I pursued the same science...
- Walter, Walter.
You're not prepared
for this.
That thing
could tear you apart.
That's right.
I almost forgot.
I've already...
considered that possibility.
Walter,
is that the trichlorimide?
No.
No, no, no!
What are you doing?
That's gonna kill you.
Should the creature
consume me,
it will only be
poisoning itself.
Afterwards,
you remove its blood
and save
Agent Francis.
Walter, listen to me.
I don't want you to do this.
Okay?
Do you hear what I'm saying?
I do not want you
to do this.
Should I live,
there's an antidote in the lab,
which I should ingest
within the hour.
So time is of the essence.
Walter.
Walter,
stop right there.
Walter,
come back here!
Stop right now!
Walter!
Selfish
son of a bitch.
If he lives through this,
I am gonna kill him myself.
Oh, dear God.
Walter!
Walter!
Ohh!
Are you okay?
Yes.
Although,
when I mentioned
that the poison
would kill me within the hour,
did either of you
happen to notice the time?
That's it then?
Now we wait.
Prepare Agent Francis
for the ultrasound.
What?
Sonia and I...
We've been
talking a lot lately...
About having a baby.
Sorry,
I gotta gel you up.
You were right.
What you said before,
about the consequences,
I don't think of them,
never have.
Don't know if I can.
That's not who I am.
I know.
But you were brave
today.
Yeah.
Checking on
Agent Francis.
Let's look in
on our little friends.
It didn't work.
Ever the pessimist.
Look.
They're dying.
What happens now?
Now you crap 'em out.
Hey, you're home.
Yeah.
You feel good.
So do you.
across a fox.
And the fox said,
"Bear, bear,
stop right there.
"There's a monster
up ahead."
Okay, bedtime.
No, no,
this is the last book.
Oh, I thought that
the last book
was the last book.
We are
almost done.
You guys work well together,
and I don't like it.
Hello.
Hey, it's Peter.
Hi.
What's wrong?
"What's wrong?"
Is there
something wrong?
No.
Why, what's wrong with you?
Uh, nothing.
I assumed
there was an emergency.
Nope.
No emergency.
What's up?
Nothing,
I was actually calling for Rachel.
Is she there?
Yeah.
Actually,
it's kinda stupid.
I can call back later
if you guys are
in the middle of
something.
No, no,
she's-she's right here.
Uh, Rach,
it's for you.
It's Peter.
Oh.
Hey.
Yeah,
did you remember it or not?
Are you serious?
Oh, what is it?
Aunt Liv,
can we keep on going?
No, I-
Yeah.
I don't know
that one.
All right,
hold on.
Hold on a second.
Hold on.
Uh,
"But I don't see any monster,"
the bear said.
"And he kept walking.
"Because he didn't believe
there was a monster up ahead. "
Aunt Liv?
Yeah?
Monsters aren't real,
right?
No, sweetheart.
They're not.
The cameras are dark.
Let's go.
We gotta move.
I told you, relax.
The alarm's disabled.
There might be
a backup system.
No, there isn't.
I checked
all the security.
Why don't you
finish up in here?
I want to see
what's behind this door.
Come on, Jonathan.
We've gotta get
outta here.
Hold on a second.
Stop right there!
You should be arrested
for what you do.
We let them go.
All of them.
These animals
deserve better.
How would you
like to be
caged up
and tortured?
Shame on you
for what you do.
These are living creatures
and you murder them.
You're a killer.
Tell me you didn't
open that door now.
Yeah, you bet I did.
Get out. Now!
All of you get out!
You should be
arrested.
Experimenting on animals
is a crime.
Somebody shut her up!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Come on.
Get out! Go!
Let's go.
Come on!
Jonathan!
Let's go.
Come on, go!
What the hell
was that?
That thing,
that thing grabbed that guy.
- I'm freaking out, man.
- We got to get out of here.
What do we do?
Do we call the police?
We can't leave Jonathan.
We have to go back.
No, no, no.
Dude, this is crazy.
This is crazy.
What is that?
I don't know!
I can't see!
Chris?
What did that?
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S01E16:
Unleashed.
One cream,
one sugar.
Thank you, Peter.
Peter, no!
Walter,
we talked about sharing.
That's not to eat.
You've ruined it.
It's an omelet.
It's not an omelet!
Oh, my--
Ugh!
Walter, why is there
an ear in the omelet?
It was an experiment.
It was a
protein-rich incubator.
It was growing.
It was growing?
That's perfect.
No, it's not perfect.
You just ruined it.
And you could have died,
had you eaten it.
- Hello?
- Really?
- Okay.
- You know,
maybe in the future
you could do me a favor
and just put up a sign
warning me not to confuse
your toxic playthings
with breakfast.
Maybe you should get
your own breakfast
and not poach mine.
Dad,
that is hardly the point.
Remember yesterday,
when I nearly washed my face
in a sink full of acid?
Or three days ago,
you hooked Gene up
to the solar panels
and I nearly
electrocuted myself.
This is a lab.
You're the one
who should be careful.
I trust you look both ways
when you cross the street.
Yeah, but the difference being
that if I don't,
I'm the only one
who gets flattened.
You, Walter,
you live in a society
with other people.
Hey!
- What?!
- What?!
That was Olivia.
Local P.D. found the vehicle
a couple hours ago.
Three bodies inside:
two male, one female.
And the cause of death?
They appear to have
been attacked by an animal,
but the coroner's
never seen anything like it.
Whatever did this
doesn't appear to be
indigenous to the area.
Well,
wherever it is indigenous to,
I don't wanna
live there.
Oh, interesting.
Some would say
disgusting.
Whatever did this
had enormous claws,
like those of a bear
or one of the
big cats.
The spread of the digits,
V-shaped.
It's too wide
for one of those creatures.
Configuration
closer to that of an eagle.
Of course much,
much larger.
Hey.
We're looking for big bird.
Don't be ridiculous.
Perhaps a pterodactyl.
Have evidence techs
bag their IDs?
Um, no.
I don't think
they were carrying any.
Maybe this is why.
That's a Brockhage
lock pick gun.
They work great.
A little bulky for my taste,
but--
Looks like these kids were out
for more than a joyride.
Mmm,
this is quite delicious.
Where did you
get that?
In the car,
uneaten.
What is the matter
with you?
Oh,
forgive my son.
He's been in a mood
all day.
I just figured,
"Don't eat the evidence,"
went without saying.
It has no bearing
on the case.
I assure you.
Four drinks.
Three bodies.
There were four people
in this group.
We're missing a body.
Have we searched
the woods?
We had canine units
canvas the area.
We didn't turn up
any other bodies.
Well, maybe one of them
got away and survived.
If they did, they could answer
a lot of questions.
I'm gonna go check
local hospitals...
See if
the emergency room has
anything that lines up
with an animal attack.
All this stuff
is from Junkie Genie's.
It's a fast food joint
up by M.I.T.
Food is crap.
But it's cheap,
and it's open late.
So it's always
filled with undergrads.
I thought you falsified
your degree from M.I.T.
Yeah, Peter...
Why commit to anything
when you can
just fake it?
I spent some nights there.
Maybe we should go
through the student database
and see if we can I.D.
any of the victims.
- Hey.
- Hi.
I understand
Chris Hawkins lives here.
Olivia Dunham, FBI.
Yeah, um,
Chris isn't here.
I know...
But would you mind
if I asked you a few questions?
I'm Carl.
And no,
I would love it.
Come on in.
Thank you.
Oh, yeah, uh,
that isn't mine.
That was
left here by a stranger.
Can I get you
something?
Orange juice?
Candy?
How 'bout some pants?
Yeah,
I can do that.
So how well
do you know Chris?
Oh, you know,
okay.
Kinda, "Hey, how's it going?"
"Nice, whatever."
"What's for dinner?"
That kinda stuff.
Why,
is he in some kind of trouble?
I'm not at liberty
to say.
Oh, no, no, no.
It's just because
he doesn't seem like the type,
you know,
to get into FBI kinda trouble.
Why do you say that?
He's always making flyers,
going to rallies.
You know, political.
So what kinda causes?
It's really just the one.
Uh, Animals Forever,
I think it's called.
Or no, no, no.
Animals First.
He was an
animal rights activist?
Yeah, definitely.
He'd save anything
with a beak or a claw.
Jeez.
Whatever got to him
had some pretty nasty claws.
And some
very large fangs.
What is that?
Punctures from the fangs
of most likely
some type of viper.
So this thing had
the claws of a lion
and the fangs of a snake?
It reminds me of a woman
I once knew in Cleveland.
Walter, these punctures
are over four inches apart.
And that would make this snake
eight-feet long.
Her name was
Harriet something.
How is everything?
Well,
apparently you're looking
for a lion-snake
named Harriet.
Did you find anything
at M.I.T.?
Yeah, the victims were all
animal rights activists,
a group called
Animals First.
So you think that they
were breaking into labs
that were doing
animal testing?
And releasing
the animals,
which would explain
the burglary tools
and the lack of I.D.
It would,
but it wouldn't explain
how whatever it is
that these guys released was
able to rip a door off their car
and kill 'em all.
Walter, have you got any idea
what kind of animal
would be in a lab
that could do this?
Well,
judging by the wounds,
I'd say two or three
different ones, actually.
Right, a motley crew of lab animals
got together
and decided to
exact their revenge on mankind.
Astrid,
let's look up labs
in the area
that do research with animals and--
See if any of them
reported break-ins.
Yep, I'm on it.
Thank you.
Oh, no.
This is Unit 81.
We're responding to the
monster sighting
on Route 30.
Roger that, 81.
It's always a monster.
Monster must be housewife
for raccoon.
You hear that?
Any leads on
the fourth victim?
No.
What?
Nothing.
You called Rachel
last night.
- Anything important?
- Hardly.
You know that song
"If you like pina coladas"?
We were trying
to remember the name.
It turns out;
it's called Escape.
So you two
are friends now?
Does that bother you?
No.
Hey, Charlie,
what's up?
Oh,
good heavens.
Astrid,
Charlie just called.
Animal Control
got a call from
a woman in Newton
who claims that
she nearly hit a monster
on Route 30.
So I'm gonna
meet him there.
Will you call me
if you find anything?
- Yeah, sure thing.
- Thanks.
Olivia.
Be careful.
Thank you,
Walter.
What was that
all about?
Nothing.
Just want her
to be safe.
Hello?
This is Francis.
I need Medevac teams
and backup sent to my location.
Charlie?
Charlie?
Charlie.
How bad is it?
I don't know.
Uh...
I'm all right.
What was it?
Big.
What the heck
is that?
Put the stinger in here,
please.
Now, please, in here.
Excellent.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Agent, I'd like you to get that
eyed down at the hospital.
No,thanks.
It won't be necessary.
Agent Francis,
I-I'm told you were
attacked by the beast.
- What did it feel like?
- It hurt.
No,
I mean the animal's dermis.
Was it rough, uh,
like a rhinoceros?
I haven't felt any
rhinos lately.
But, uh,
it was course
like sandpaper.
And the metasoma,
the tail,
was it segmented
like a scorpion?
I didn't get
a good look at it.
It kept on
knocking me on my ass.
Perhaps you did,
you just can't remember.
Trauma can do that.
I could hypnotize you--
Walter, I think that that's
enough for the moment.
But it would be
very helpful
to identify the traits.
Are you okay?
Did you take something?
Psychedelics?
No,
not since Thursday, no.
Walter, why don't you share
on what you're thinking?
I believe
we may be dealing
with a transgenic species.
Which is what?
It's an animal creation.
Um, an organism
made up of the genes
of multiple species.
The best of the best,
as it were.
You're saying
that you think
the creature is
man-made.
Accelerated Darwinism.
Is that even possible?
I-In theory, yes.
Although
one would have to solve
many problems:
Incompatible species,
massive mutual rejection.
Similar to when
a transplant recipient
rejects a donor organ.
And there's
a reason for that.
Mixing a bunch of species
to create a franken-rhino
is unnatural.
And a really bad idea.
- Dunham.
- Hey, it's me.
Is Charlie all right?
Yeah,
he's okay.
Thank God.
Okay, um,
you wanted me to look into any labs
that might house animals
near the first crime scene.
And?
How can I help you,
Agent Dunham?
Dr. Swift?
You could start by telling me
what sort of work
you do here at
Swift Research.
Well,
we're commissioned
by pharmaceutal
and cosmetic companies
to test their products.
Uh,
to make sure they're safe
before using them
in human trials.
Oh, by testing them
on animals first?
It's an unfortunate,
but necessary step.
You know,
it's better to have an animal
experience
an allergic reaction
to a certain perfume,
so that you don't have to.
Uh, Dr. Swift,
are you aware that
a group of college students
were attacked and killed
near this facility last night?
Attacked?
By whom?
That's what
we're trying to determine.
We believe these students
may have been--
Are you okay?
Um, no, actually.
We're three days
behind on a deadline.
Uh, you'll excuse me
if I seem insensitive,
but what does this have to do
with me and this lab?
We believe they were
animal rights activists.
That they were killed
after they broke in
and released animals
from a facility
much like you have here.
So you're suggesting
that a lab animal is responsible?
Well, maybe one that was
genetically altered?
Do you do any of that
sort of work here?
No,
Agent Dunham.
I told you
we only test products.
And what's more,
there was no break-in.
Doing some cleanup work?
Oh, hundreds of animals
in and out of here
every week.
As I'm sure
you can probably imagine,
the cleanup never ends.
Mind if I take a look?
Uh,
not to be a rude host,
but you actually
do need a warrant.
Understand, we deal with
billion-dollar trade secrets,
and I am obligated
to respect
my clients' confidentiality.
No, hmm?
H-How would
we accomplish that?
Wait, damn it!
How can I
concentrate
with you running around?
Walter,
are you talking to me?
No,
just thinking out loud.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Walter.
Walter,
I need you to tell me
what exactly you would need
to create a genetic hybrid.
Like,
specific items,
so that I can see if
Robert Swift's bought any of it.
I would need some
sodium bicarbonate...
and a house in the country.
A place to be alone
with my thoughts.
Some mahler
for the late nights.
And time.
A lot of time.
I know,
it's like he's on another planet.
You've seen him.
He's been like that all day.
But can you focus him?
Focusing Walter
is even at the best of times
just a matter of degrees.
- Okay, fine.
- Thank you.
Hey, Walter,
I need you to step back
to the Planet Earth
for a second
and focus on something
that isn't about you.
Peter...
I'm afraid
this is about me.
About my work.
I found this book
among my old files.
What is this,
Walter?
Olivia.
Is this the creature?
No.
But I fear
it is quite similar.
Where did you
get this?
I tried to make it,
Are you saying
that you created this?
Not this one specifically.
My experiments
were a failure.
You knew.
You knew all along.
You knew that this
was connected to your work,
and you knew you had information
that could help us
but you kept it
to yourself.
My creatures didn't survive.
Someone else
must have finished my work.
Who, Walter?
Who could have
done this?
Twenty years ago,
who were you working with?
Kelvin Genetics.
We were doing classified work
for the U.S. Army.
- I need a name, Walter.
- Uh, guys.
Do you remember
anybody specific?
- No.
- Guys.
This body is moving.
What?
They're still alive.
Quick, unzip it.
They may be suffocating.
- Uh, maggots!
- No, not maggots.
Larvae
from the creature.
You mean that
these are baby monsters?
Yes.
We must collect them.
Peter,
a Petri dish.
Make it a bucket.
I'm gonna be sick.
Two buckets.
Walter,
how is this even possible?
The stinger.
It must
carry the eggs.
It transfers them...
to a suitable incubator.
What, you mean
it plants the eggs
when it stings you?
Yeah.
It's fascinating.
Oh, God.
Charlie.
So far there have been
three reported sightings
in the
Greater Boston area--
Two in Medford
and one in Arlington.
Authorities advise if you see it
or any other wild animal,
do not try to
confront it yourself.
Do you hear this?
There's some kind of
mountain lion on the loose.
Mountain lion?
Yeah, in Boston.
Where does a mountain lion
come from in Boston?
Maybe it escaped
from the zoo.
Well,
I doubt that,
otherwise
they would just say so.
The mountain lion,
also known as a cougar
or a puma,
is found in most--
Well, baby,
that's why you married me.
- The possible--
- Why?
So I can protect you...
From all the scary things
that are out there.
And, uh,
who's gonna protect you?
I told you,
it's just a scrape.
Bad guy...
Broken bottle.
Ohh.
Nothing I haven't handled
before a dozen times.
Who's that?
- Liv.
- Charlie, hey.
What's up?
- Uh...
- You okay?
Yeah, Charlie,
um--
But you may not be.
Electro-conductive gel
for the ultrasound.
Enough
with the suspense.
What is it exactly
that we're looking for?
I believe the stinger
we found in you
may have carried
the creature's embryos.
I think this is why
the creature didn't eat you.
I think you may be
carrying its offspring.
You trying to tell me
that I'm pregnant?
We're hoping not.
- So?
- Ten times magnification.
Is that--
I'm afraid so.
One small piece
of good fortune.
At least,
the creature doesn't mate
in the traditional way.
Thanks for that,
Walter.
That's great bedside manner.
So what do we
do now?
I don't know.
I can't simply
remove them.
They've already spread
throughout his system.
Just give me a second.
Astrid.
Walter.
Walter,
calm down.
Liv, uh,
the other victim.
How were these things
actually born?
It doesn't matter...
Because, um,
it's not gonna go that far.
Walter,
there's gotta be
something
that you can do.
All right?
Hey, look at me.
You can't check out right now.
We cannot
let this man die.
Don't you think I know that,
Peter?
Think, damn it.
Agent Farnsworth,
draw 25 milliliters
of blood.
Peter,
get some trichlorimide.
What are you gonna do?
Poison them.
This is gonna pinch
just a little bit.
Careful, Peter,
it's highly toxic.
If this doesn't work,
how much time
do I have?
The last victim...
We figured 24 hours
after he was...
Knocked up.
Yeah.
So I have about
Careful.
Okay,
get your toy out.
Hello?
Hey, Catherine--
Woah, woah, slow down, honey.
Be careful.
Hey, yeah, sorry.
Oh, the house.
Yeah,
we saw it yesterday.
Oh. Perfect.
I made a few calls for you.
This is what I was able
to get the army
to declassify on
Kelvin Genetics.
Five lab assistants
worked there with
Dr. Bishop and
William Bell.
All of them now
in the private sector.
None working in biogenetics,
as far as I can tell.
And Robert Swift?
No connection.
I've been through the
missing persons records
a dozen times.
There's nothing from
any of the local hospitals either.
You're still thinking
there was a fourth activist.
And if they're out there
and impregnated,
then who knows
how many more
of these things
we're looking at.
Though presumably,
we'd have heard something by now.
Any more sightings?
Not any
within the last ten hours.
Maybe it's gone.
Maybe it went
into the river
or died from
lack of proper food.
Agent Dunham,
Peter Bishop's on line six.
- Hey.
- It's bad news.
The poison
killed the larvae,
but it also poisoned
Charlie's blood.
Have you
spoken to Charlie?
Yeah.
He's putting on
a brave face
but he's not doing well.
His blood pressure's down.
His kidneys are failing.
I don't understand.
Walter seems to think
that the larvae
act like parasites,
They feed on their host
for nutrients.
So they're killing him
so that they can gestate.
Tell her, Peter,
about the blood?
What blood?
Walter has a theory.
He thinks he knows a way
he can trick the larvae
to self-destructing.
How do we do that?
Well, we'd have to
transfuse Charlie
with the creature's blood.
Mix their mother's blood
in with his own.
That way,
maybe the larvae would think
he's one of their own
and stop feeding.
Die of starvation.
Which sounds crazy,
I know.
But he seems
to think it'll work.
Okay.
Then that's what we'll do.
Bye.
What?
We need to
find the creature.
It's got
three bedrooms,
so if we want
to have another baby
we'll be fine.
Oh, and, uh...
The best part about it
is it's got
this amazing yard.
It's even got
a tree house for Tuck.
Catherine,
let me call you back.
Tuck!
Tuck,
come out of there.
Tuck!
Tucker!
Medford,
Waltham, Newton,
and an unconfirmed report
of a giant snake
out of Watertown.
What are you thinking?
It doesn't make sense.
I mean,
something this big...
Why aren't there
more sightings?
This is just
a mild sedative.
It might make you
feel more relaxed.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
I'm sorry
this has happened to you.
It's not your fault.
They didn't tell you.
Tell me what?
The creature...
Where it came from.
Astrid,
I need a schematic of the sewers,
section E-3
and F-5.
You've had a thought?
Yeah, I think it's
traveling underground.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Look at that.
All the sightings
are near major storm drains.
And each one of them
large enough
to accommodate the creature.
That makes sense.
If it's part tiger,
then it would prefer dark.
And a python
would seek out water.
So it's probably only
surfacing to eat...
Or to mate.
What?
If it's traveling
in the sewer,
then we have nothing.
It could be anywhere.
Walter, it's okay.
We're making progress.
No.
It's not okay.
You tell
Agent Francis it's okay.
I'll go talk to him.
- Ahh. Uhh.
- Hang on, hang on, hang on.
- Hold him down, hold him down.
- Uhh.
Charlie.
Lift his shirt.
They're getting bigger.
When?
Did you get
any witness statements?
Okay, well,
can you send me them
as soon
as you get them?
Thank you.
Another sighting?
Yeah,
this time in a public park
off Hawthorne,
which is nowhere
near any of the other places.
So there's
no predictable pattern.
No, this thing could
show up anytime, anywhere,
and we'd have
no idea.
Hello.
Agent Dunham.
Hey, this is Carl Bussler
from M.I.T.
Uh, what can
I do for you, Carl?
Uh, you said to call
if anything came up,
and I think
maybe something might have.
What is it?
Uh, this kid Jonathan
hasn't been in class
for the last few days.
And I don't know if he was friends
with Chris or whatever,
but he was into
all that animal rights stuff too.
Anyway,
no one's seen him.
Okay, well, I'll check it out.
What's his last name?
Uh, Swift.
Jonathan Swift.
Miss.
You can't go
back there.
Agent Dunham.
You lied to me.
I did?
You obstructed the course
of a federal investigation
into the deaths
of five people.
Will you excuse us
for a minute?
Dr. Swift,
you failed to tell me
that your son Jonathan
was at M.I.T.
I'm not sure
how that's relevant.
Three of his classmates were torn,
limb from limb,
the other night,
and he hasn't been seen since.
I would say that that
would be very relevant.
I don't know
how that happened,
but my son
was not involved.
When was the last time
you spoke to Jonathan?
A few days.
He's very busy at school.
Yes, I know.
Politically active.
Animals First.
He wasn't too
fond of the work
you did here,
was he?
I really can't say.
Is this going somewhere,
Agent Dunham?
Yes, a motive.
I believe that he
found out about your studies.
That your lab
was testing on animals,
and he and his friends
broke in here two nights ago.
But what
he didn't know...
was that you do much more
than just testing on animals.
You create them,
dangerous genetic hybrids.
We're done here.
Any further questions,
you're gonna have to go
through my attorney.
Dr. Swift, this thing has already
killed five people
and infected
one of our agents.
As we speak,
it's offspring is growing
inside of him,
killing him.
Do you really want his death
on your conscience?
Now your son is out there,
maybe injured, maybe infected,
and I can help.
But you need
to help me too.
It didn't kill
five people.
Excuse me?
It was seven.
Hello.
Hey,
Swift broke.
He admitted that the hybrid
came from his laboratory.
Apparently,
he was collaborating
with a geneticist
called Cameron Degelmann.
Oh.
Well, where is this guy?
Uh, dead.
He was at the lab
along with Swift's son
when the students
released the creature.
So what is the link to
Kelvin Genetics?
Well,
that's the interesting part.
You got a pen?
Good news.
That was Olivia.
Swift confessed.
Apparently,
this monster has nothing
to do with your work,
Walter.
What?
Well, Swift was working
with a geneticist.
For years,
he was pursuing this work,
a Cameron Degelmann.
Degelmann,
of course.
Whoa, whoa,
who's Degelmann?
Pioneer in hybridization.
Quite brilliant.
In fact,
it was his work
that inspired my research
in the first place.
And it never even
crossed your mind
that he might be involved?
He had a
very forgettable face.
And in the more
good news column,
Olivia was able to get
the combination of animals
that went into the hybrid.
Oh, oh, go on.
Uh,
Heloderma suspectum.
Yes, a venomous lizard
native to North America.
Also called
the Gila Monster.
Megarhyssa macrurus.
Parasitic wasp.
Interesting.
Desmodus rotundus and--
Wait, did you say
Desmodus rotundus?
Yeah.
Why, what is that?
It's a type of bat.
Oh, of course.
Why didn't
I think of it before?
Their immune system.
Makes it a perfect candidate
for genetic hybridization.
I'm lost.
Bats have
an immune system
that's unique
in the animal kingdom.
They can carry on
hundreds of different diseases
without ever being affected.
That same system
makes it possible
for the creature
to mature
without rejecting
its various parts.
The bat was the
missing ingredient...
that allowed
the creature to survive.
So now that you know
what it is,
can you help Charlie?
No.
We'll still need a specimen
of the creature's blood.
Okay.
Okay, well,
we know what it's made of.
We know that it moves
through the sewer.
So can't we...
I don't know,
Like,
bait it or something?
Just so I'm clear,
are you actually suggesting
that we go
down into the sewers
and wait for this thing
to eat us?
- Oh, no.
- Yes!
- Yes.
- Oh, no.
No?
- It's not interested in food.
- No.
But we do have something
that it is interested in.
Bats are a
highly maternal species.
They are quite protective
of their young.
Walter, are you saying
that we can lure this thing
by dangling those larvae
in front of it?
Yes.
But no.
Oh, great, this again.
It won't be necessary
to be in front of it.
Bats are capable
of seeking out their offspring
from miles away.
We've already determined
that it's traveling through
the sewer systems.
So we just need to
lure it from the central location.
Wonderful,
so we're gonna antagonize this thing
into chasing us
and then what, Walter?
Well, now that
I have a better idea
of its biological makeup,
I think I can kill it.
Assuming that
you can provide us
with 50-caliber incendiary rounds,
Agent Dunham.
Well, that's not exactly
FBI standard-issue, Walter.
Are you sure
about this?
Hey.
If my theory is correct
and the bat traits
are dominant
in the creature,
then yes, I believe
we can successfully lure it.
Whether we can
survive the encounter
is the more
intriguing question.
Okay,
we're missing anything?
Could you carry these,
son?
Sure thing.
Be careful.
You must be
very gentle with them.
Right, 'cause we wouldn't want to
hurt the monster babies.
You need anything?
A shot of J.D.
and a chaser of beer
would be nice.
You know,
hunting this thing in the sewers...
It's not a good idea,
Liv.
You got a better idea?
Yeah.
Don't get hurt for me.
Well,
that's not really very fair.
Considering you would do
the same thing for me.
I'll be back soon,
I promise.
You will call me
if his condition changes.
I will.
We ready?
Ready as I'll ever be.
Walter, let's go.
Be right there,
son.
Based on
the sewer map,
this will make
a fine infiltration point.
Nothing to see here,
ma'am.
Just routine maintenance.
Smells great down here.
So what's next,
Walter?
There's an intersection
a 100 feet down here...
that will conduct
the sound most effectively.
Nearly there.
The larvae
are creating a vibration...
Frequencies of sound...
detectable by bats.
And hopefully,
our guest of honor.
Well, now I know
what it feels like
to be live bait.
Hey, come on,
let's get in position.
Hello.
You just get in?
Hi.
I thought
it might be you.
I just got in
from the market.
I ran into Jody.
What is it?
Oh, uh, she just told me
a really funny joke.
Tell me.
So the patient
goes to his doctor
and he says,
"Doctor, if I give up wine,
women, and song,
"will I live longer?"
And the doctor says,
"Well, no.
"But it'll feel longer."
You don't think
that's funny.
I do.
No, you don't.
Are you gonna be home
for dinner?
I don't know.
Okay, all right.
Well, I will see you
when you get home.
And I love you,
babe...
Even more for laughing
at that joke.
And I love you too.
Bye-bye.
Frightening situation
like this...
Two things
occur to me.
The first is a song
I used to sing to Rufus.
Our dog.
When he was young,
he used to have night terrors.
Hey, Walter.
Think we can
wait down here
to be mauled in silence,
please?
Of course.
So what was
the second thing?
Hmm?
You said
two things occur to you.
Oh,
the second thing.
I need to tinkle.
Could either of you
direct me to the facilities?
The facilities?
You're in the sewer,
Walter.
You're knee-deep
in the facilities.
Quite right.
Excuse me.
Don't say that
I never take you anywhere.
Hey!
Open this up right now.
I'm afraid
I can't do that, Peter.
No one else
is going to get hurt.
This thing is a mistake,
and I'm going
to correct it alone.
Walter, hey!
Walter,
you open this gate right now.
You were right,
Peter.
I live in a society.
And I need to
clean up after myself.
Walter,
this is not your fault.
You did not do this.
No.
But I could have.
- I pursued the same science...
- Walter, Walter.
You're not prepared
for this.
That thing
could tear you apart.
That's right.
I almost forgot.
I've already...
considered that possibility.
Walter,
is that the trichlorimide?
No.
No, no, no!
What are you doing?
That's gonna kill you.
Should the creature
consume me,
it will only be
poisoning itself.
Afterwards,
you remove its blood
and save
Agent Francis.
Walter, listen to me.
I don't want you to do this.
Okay?
Do you hear what I'm saying?
I do not want you
to do this.
Should I live,
there's an antidote in the lab,
which I should ingest
within the hour.
So time is of the essence.
Walter.
Walter,
stop right there.
Walter,
come back here!
Stop right now!
Walter!
Selfish
son of a bitch.
If he lives through this,
I am gonna kill him myself.
Oh, dear God.
Walter!
Walter!
Ohh!
Are you okay?
Yes.
Although,
when I mentioned
that the poison
would kill me within the hour,
did either of you
happen to notice the time?
That's it then?
Now we wait.
Prepare Agent Francis
for the ultrasound.
What?
Sonia and I...
We've been
talking a lot lately...
About having a baby.
Sorry,
I gotta gel you up.
You were right.
What you said before,
about the consequences,
I don't think of them,
never have.
Don't know if I can.
That's not who I am.
I know.
But you were brave
today.
Yeah.
Checking on
Agent Francis.
Let's look in
on our little friends.
It didn't work.
Ever the pessimist.
Look.
They're dying.
What happens now?
Now you crap 'em out.
Hey, you're home.
Yeah.
You feel good.
So do you.
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