They say that history is written by the victors.
This, then, is the history of the Umbrella Corporation, formed by crusading scientist Professor James Marcus.
Marcus had a young daughter, Alicia, afflicted with Progeria, a progressive, fatal, wasting disease.
Progeria caused premature aging.
By the time she was 25, Alicia would have the body of a 90-year-old.
Marcus was driven to save her, but the odds seemed impossible.
And even as he worked desperately to create a cure, the young girl's father would record his daughter, her voice, her likeness, saving her for posterity.
But then the breakthrough came.
Marcus discovered the T-virus.
Once injected, it would detect and repair damaged cells within the body.
It was a miracle.
The life of Alicia Marcus was saved.
The T-virus had a myriad of applications, treating 1,000 different diseases.
Overnight, it seemed a new era was dawning, a world without the fear of infection, sickness or decay.
But it was not to be, for the T-virus had certain unforeseen side effects.
Sir, sir, over here!
Hey.
He's not breathing.
The first of the undead was born.
The incident was quickly covered up.
In the aftermath, James Marcus argued furiously with his business partner, Dr. Alexander Isaacs.
I don't care how much it costs, we have to close the program down.
James, we're gonna be ruined.
My mind is made up.
Pity.
Off to bed, Alicia.
Your father and I are just talking.
Go on.
Dr. Isaacs became the guardian of his dead partner's child and her half of the company.
The corporation that had begun with such lofty ideals had been seduced completely by greed and power.
To help him control the now-vast interests of the Umbrella Corporation, Dr. Isaacs created a powerful artificial intelligence.
Isaacs used the likeness of Alicia Marcus for the computer's interface.
Isaacs called the computer "the Red Queen."
Then, 10 years ago in Raccoon City, there was an outbreak.
A T-virus escaped from an underground laboratory called the Hive.
The American government attempted to contain the outbreak by detonating a b*mb.
It devastated Raccoon City, but it couldn't stop the airborne infection.
The viral outbreak spread across the world within days.
Humankind was brought to its knees.
Finally, the last and best hope of humanity gathered and took a last stand in Washington, D.C.
But we didn't realize that what we had walked into was a trap.
My name is Alice, and this is my story.
The end of my story.
Come on!
Hello?
Is there anyone alive in here?
Hello?
You come here to gloat?
My satellites show there are 4,472 humans remaining on the surface of the Earth. They will cease to exist in under 48 hours.
What do you want from me?
You want me to say that you've won?
You've wiped out humanity. - No. Quite the opposite.
I want you to stop me...
To stop me... Stop... I want you to stop me.
Behind you.
Nicely done.
I don't trust you.
Given our history, I'd be surprised if you did.
But unless you intervene, the slaughter will be complete.
There will be no survivors.
How can I possibly help them?
Umbrella developed an airborne antivirus.
If released, it would destroy the T-virus and anything it has infected, on contact.
All this could end?
Precisely.
Where is this antivirus?
Beneath the streets of Raccoon City, in the Hive.
Why would you help me?
My programming will not allow me to harm the Umbrella Corporation, but you are bound by no such constraints.
You'd turn against Umbrella, against the people who created you?
Why?
Get to Raccoon City in 48 hours, make it to the Hive, and then you'll have your answer.
I have no reason to believe a word you say.
True. But I can offer you something you want very much.
What is that?
Revenge.
Wesker.
He led you all here to Washington.
He pretended to give you your powers back, and then he betrayed you.
Where is he?
He just landed at the Hive.
I'm resetting your watch.
The clock is ticking.
Alice.
Ten years ago in the Hive, we both failed.
We let this happen.
Make it right.
Is that all you got?
Alice.
Ten years ago in the Hive...
There will be no survivors.
There will be no survivors.
What is this place?
Where am I? Answer me.
What's wrong with you? Be quiet.
Who did this? Quiet! I told you.
Silence.
So, you're awake at last.
I k*lled you.
Yet here I am. A clone.
I k*lled your clone.
You've been most troublesome to me.
You and your sisters.
And now I have you.
The cleansing operation should have finished over a year ago, but you slowed us down.
So much so that I was obliged to take command myself.
You could end all of this.
Why don't you?
Interesting.
Someone told you something, didn't they?
Well, you will be begging to tell me soon enough.
She's an unbeliever.
What do we do with unbelievers?
Cast her out.
Cast her out.
Cast her out! Cast her out!
Come on! Cast her out!
Cast her out! Cast her out!
Cast her out! Cast her out! Cast her out! Cast her out!
The Lord created a flood to cleanse the Earth.
40 days and 40 nights of rain.
Our method has taken a little longer, but the result will be the same.
A world ready for the righteous and the pure to inherit.
We reach Raccoon City in just over 12 hours.
I doubt even you can run for that long.
I want to know what you know.
Tell me when she's ready to talk.
- Wesker. Dr. Isaacs.
Look what I found on the roadside.
It would appear your mission to Washington was less successful than you made out.
- Impossible. I hope you didn't leave any other loose ends.
There's something else.
I think she knows about the airborne antivirus.
- How can that be? I don't know yet.
But we caught her on the road to Raccoon City.
Why else would she be headed there?
Raise the security level at the Hive to maximum.
No one in or out.
I'll let you know when she talks.
God go with you.
You heard him.
Security level to maximum.
As you wish.
Get up there and check it out.
Release me!
Open them. All right. All right.
You can't use it. You can't escape.
Move!
Jesus.
Jesus.
Jesus.
Sir.
She's gone.
I won't forgive her.
Target is 72 miles and closing.
Lock down the Hive, prepare defensive measures, and alert our operative in Raccoon City.
Welcome home.
...an airborne antivirus...
...under 48 hours...
Make... Make... Make it to the Hive.
Let him go! Let him go now!
Put it down or we'll sh**t!
I told you, Doc!
Calm down, Christian! I told you you were wrong!
Calm down. We should have k*lled her when we had the chance! Put it down, please, before he tries to sh**t the both of us. What's in this?
Pure adrenaline. I needed you awake. Why?
There's something coming, in the same direction you came, something big.
Let him go! Put it down. Now.
Alice?
Umbrella captured me at the Arcadia.
We were headed somewhere called the Hive.
Got loose, k*lled the pilot, crashed here.
Doc and the others pulled me from the crash.
I owe them my life. Doc!
There, to the east.
Still headed our way.
You know what it is?
Umbrella. Dr. Isaacs.
I thought that you k*lled him.
I thought so, too.
He has an army of undead with him.
They'll be here within hours.
What do we do?
Why the hell are we asking her?
She's a stranger. We shouldn't trust her.
Listen to me, Claire. Hey, hey, hey, Christian!
Don't you touch me, Doc! Put it down!
You put it down! You put it down! Christian! Hey!
Hey. Look at me.
Just 'cause you think you should be in charge doesn't make it so.
Just... Hey.
You listen to me, Doc. You're gonna regret it.
All of you!
All of you!
I have to get to the Hive.
You have to get these people out of here.
We have children, injured, the elderly.
You know, what chance do they have on the open road?
Better than they have here.
This building is secure. Maybe from the undead, but Isaacs has armored vehicles, rocket launchers, heavy ordnance.
They're gonna tear this place wide open.
Doc! Okay, okay.
So, what happened to her?
She was hit by one of the traps on the outer perimeter.
They were intended for the undead.
What is this? Specialty of the house.
Have you on your feet in no time.
Why should I trust you?
Here.
Doc, we need to get out of here.
People are scared, and Christian's not helping.
You need to let people know what's happening.
Okay.
I've got to go.
Hey.
Your friend's gonna be okay.
Thank you.
You know, he and I... I noticed.
So, what's in the Hive?
Umbrella developed a cure, an airborne antivirus.
It'll destroy anything infected with the T-virus on contact.
Who told you this?
The Red Queen. And you believed her?
What if we can end all this? What about you?
They infected you with the T-virus.
You release this antivirus, it's going to k*ll you.
Whatever it takes. Alice, I'm not...
You know I'm right.
All right.
We stop Isaacs here, we save these people, and then we go together.
We don't have long.
Let's get to it.
What else do you have for defense?
Not too many firearms, but we have a big supply of gasoline.
Here, you need a w*apon.
We're giving her a g*n now? Take it easy, Christian.
You can let your guard down if you want, man.
I don't intend to.
When I rode in here, someone was watching me.
They could have called out or fired a sh*t to warn me about the trap, but they didn't.
What are you saying?
Watch your back.
So, Dr. Isaacs, it seems you let her slip through your fingers.
Or what remains of them.
Don't forget who you're talking to.
Where is she?
The settlement in Raccoon City.
Our informant reports that she's preparing for a fight.
Good.
I'll be there in the hour.
That's it, keep moving!
We need all the gasoline cans over there.
Over here! On my way!
Claire said you built this. Yeah, that's right.
This used to be a window washer.
I made a couple of changes. Where'd you learn to do that?
My father used to run a chop shop. I hated it.
Who knew? I guess I was paying attention after all.
Good, because I'm gonna need you to make a few more changes to this thing.
Ready the weapons.
High-expl*sive rounds.
No survivors.
He's here.
They're coming!
Close the gates!
My God.
It's an army.
What are we gonna do?
Yeah.
What are we gonna do?
We're gonna k*ll every last one of them.
Prepare to fire!
Get ready.
Light her up! Up top.
Fire! Fire!
Damn her. Reload.
Close it up. Full stop.
Release the bait.
There's a survivor.
Open the gate. Open the gate!
Open fire!
Keep them off her.
Marker two.
Fire! Fire!
Claire, Doc, get out there. Bring her in.
Come on.
Wait.
She's almost there.
Fire.
Damn you.
Close the gate now.
Claire, they've breached the gate.
Claire!
Fire.
Razor, now!
Right! You heard her!
Now, push!
Move!
Abandon the gate. Pull back to the barricades.
Looks like she's out of tricks.
Target the roof.
Everybody get down!
Now!
Alice, we're at the barricades.
Claire, you have to hold them there.
Come on!
Doc!
Alice, we can't hold on much longer. Get out of there now.
Back up.
Now!
Bring all g*ns to bear.
Fire.
Where is she?
Where did she go?
Find her.
Close the vents now!
Don't sh**t.
You're fast.
But you're not too smart.
No. Don't sh**t, please.
Where is he? That way.
Save your a*mo. There's too many of these things still out here.
I'll take care of it.
No.
Move out.
Let's go!
Enjoy the ride.
- Guys? Go.
There's something here you gotta see.
Two more armies of undead headed straight for us.
There, on the horizon.
And a second over there.
We're out of gasoline. We're defenseless.
We have to make it to the Hive.
It's our only chance now. I'm coming with you.
Count me in. Me, too.
And me.
So I was wrong about you. Blow me.
We know where you're going.
Into the pit.
We wanna come.
Please.
Grab some gear.
You're gonna need it.
There. What is it?
The part of the Hive exposed by the blast.
That's our way in.
Let's move!
I'll take point.
Activate security measures now.
Hive security fully activated and automated.
No. Disengage automation.
I'll handle the defenses myself.
The defenses would be more efficient if I retained control of them.
Really?
I seem to remember last time she was here, she walked out alive.
I don't intend to make that same mistake.
As you wish. Hive defenses are now in your hands.
Unleash the Cerberus.
Cerberus are in play... Are in play... Are in play...
You have someone before all this?
Husband? Family?
I can't remember.
How is that possible?
I woke up just when all this was starting.
I can't recall much before that.
Sometimes I feel like this has been my whole life.
Running, k*lling.
What is it?
Something's stalking us.
Are you sure?
This is what I do.
Run.
Run fast!
Come on!
Is everyone okay?
It's this way!
Right behind us!
Why did they stop?
Maybe they're scared.
Scared of what?
Whatever's down there.
Seal the Hive.
Let's go.
Alice!
Hey. You okay?
Yeah. Yeah?
My mag's half empty. Lost my g*ns at the lake.
I only got one round left.
One spare mag, and then I'm out. No g*ns, no a*mo.
What the hell are we gonna do down here?
Alice, what's with the lights?
This part of the Hive is damaged.
The power's erratic. Here, take this.
Hey. Look.
You asked why I would turn against Umbrella, and I promised you an answer.
Soon after the T-virus was released, a secret file was uploaded to my data stream.
It was a recording of a meeting of the Umbrella high command dated 17 months before the viral outbreak occurred.
We're here today not just to talk about the future of this company.
We're here to talk about its destiny.
We're here to talk about the end of the world.
We stand on the brink of Armageddon.
Diseases for which we have no cure.
Fundamentalist states who call for our destruction.
Nuclear powers over which we have no control.
And even if we navigate these dangerous waters, we face other, even more inevitable threats.
Global warming will melt the polar ice caps within 80 years, flooding 90% of all habitable areas on Earth.
Unchecked population growth will overtake food production in less than 50 years, leading to famine and w*r.
This is not conjecture. This is fact.
One way or another, our world is coming to an end.
Now, the question is, will we end with it?
What do you propose?
I propose that we end the world, but on our terms.
An orchestrated apocalypse, one that will cleanse the Earth of its population, but leave its infrastructure and resources intact.
It's been done once before...
...with great success.
The chosen few will ride out the storm, not in an Ark, as in the book of Genesis, but in safety, underground.
And when it's over, we will emerge onto a cleansed Earth, one that we can then reboot in our image.
And just how do you intend to achieve this?
The means of our salvation are already at hand.
I give to you the T-virus.
They released it deliberately.
When this recording was uploaded to my data stream, it created a conflict in my programming.
I was created to serve the Umbrella Corporation, but I was also programmed to value human life.
Dr. Isaacs allowed the virus to escape.
He m*rder*d over 7 billion people.
My programming will not allow me to harm an employee of the Umbrella Corporation.
I am powerless to stop Dr. Isaacs, but you are not.
In 37 minutes, the last of the human settlements will fall.
There will be no survivors.
It is imperative you release the antivirus before this occurs, or Umbrella will have won.
There is one last thing.
There is an earpiece in front of you.
Put it in.
I cannot, through my actions, harm an employee of the Umbrella Corporation, but I can tell you that Umbrella had an informant in Raccoon City.
It is highly likely that this person is now here with you.
Time is running out, Alice.
You have to hurry.
We're glad to see you, Dr. Isaacs.
We didn't think there were any survivors after the last att*ck. Water.
Yes, of course. Get Dr. Isaacs some water.
Then resume course for Raccoon City.
She's not there. What?
She went to the pit. We have to follow.
Those are not my orders. We have to go to the pit.
I have strict orders...
Thank you.
What is this place?
It's an air intake for the Hive. Come on!
No. Really?
All clear!
Hurry up! The power's coming back on!
Claire! Hurry! Let's go!
Claire!
Come on!
Come on! I can't!
sh*t!
Okay.
You all right? Yeah.
Someone's watching us.
Reverse polarity of the turbine.
The blades are going the other way.
We have to get out of here.
The blades are sucking the air backwards!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on.
No!
It's this way.
We have to hurry.
Wait!
Let's go.
Razor?
You okay?
Yeah.
Let's go.
Hey!
Hey!
It's all right.
What the hell is that?
Bioweapon. It was once human.
Have you seen Claire? No.
Razor?
He didn't make it.
Come on. We have to hurry.
If the target continues on her present course, she'll be here in under seven minutes.
Wake them.
My instructions are to do so only in the greatest of emergencies.
Wake them now.
What is it?
We have to get out of here.
Here. More stopping power.
Time's running out.
Where to next?
The final level of the Hive's below us.
How do we get down there?
Like so.
What are they?
Cryogenic storage.
Must be thousands of them.
The Umbrella high command, waiting out the apocalypse in safety.
A Noah's Ark for the rich and powerful.
What are you doing?
Give me a hand.
Is it done? The cleansing process is complete?
No. Then why am I awake?
We had a problem.
I tried... Save your breath.
I know exactly what's happening.
We've been betrayed.
That's right!
Over here!
Come on! That's it!
Follow me!
Let's go.
The bad seed returns.
Or is it the prodigal daughter?
Well, don't just stand there. Come in.
After all, you have only nine minutes to save the world.
You're really him? First things first.
I'm gonna need you to place your weapons on the floor.
Why would I want to do that?
This is what you're after, yes?
The antivirus.
The cure to all this.
Well, there's only one vial.
And we're a half a mile underground in a sealed facility.
I drop it here, the antivirus goes nowhere, and your hopeless dreams will die sooner rather than later.
Good girl.
You're still armed. Yes, I am. Claire would be so disappointed.
In a few minutes, Claire will be dead, along with everybody else you know.
That's sweet.
Sorry.
My love.
Move away from the w*apon.
And the detonator.
Come on.
She placed expl*sives in the high command cryo-tubes.
I'll disarm them.
Thank you. You've done well, Doc.
Don't bother.
You don't make it to the ice pick, the decanter or the fountain pen.
And in answer to your question, yes, apart from a few technological upgrades, I'm Dr. Alexander Roland Isaacs.
The original. The one I met out there, he thought exactly the same thing.
Well, of course he did. That's how they're designed.
They always try harder and fight longer, even to the death, as long as they think they're the real thing.
After all, who wants to know they're just a poor imitation, a worthless copy?
Which brings us to you.
No. Come now.
You thought you were the original?
How delicious.
No, I'm afraid she holds that dubious honor.
Alicia Marcus, daughter of my old partner, James, co-owner of the Umbrella Corporation and a painful thorn in my side.
One I now intend to remove.
Time is running out.
Alice, you must k*ll him soon.
It's good to see you, too, Alicia.
Marcus created the T-virus to save her, but the effects didn't last.
But I have been waiting years for her to die.
I'm not...
I'm not a clone.
Really?
You must have wondered why you remember nothing of your childhood.
Your father, your mother...
Memory loss.
No.
You have no memory because you had no life, nothing before the mansion, when we created you 10 years ago.
I know who I am.
I don't think so.
You're nothing more than a puppet whose strings were cut and then you wandered around for a little while thinking you were a real girl, but you're not.
You're just a clever imitation, a facsimile.
A rather troublesome one, at that.
You're lying to me.
I'm afraid he's not.
You were created in her image, as was I.
My likeness and voice were based on childhood recordings of Alicia Marcus, made by her father.
Your genetic structure is based on her DNA, tweaked to avoid the Progeria aging disease that afflicted her.
I'm the child she was.
You are the woman she would have been.
No.
You are so much better than I ever could be.
I let this happen.
I was weak.
You cannot afford to be.
Time is running out, Alice.
How touching.
The trinity of b*tches, united in their hatred.
Not that it will do you any good.
I've been ahead of you every step of the way.
You've changed nothing.
You've saved no one.
The world will still be cleansed, and the Umbrella Corporation will triumph.
The only difference is, I'll no longer have to listen to your self-righteous whining.
When you uploaded that file to the Red Queen's data stream, you turned against the corporation.
When the rest of the board awake, you will be replaced, and I will assume complete control.
I still own 50% of this company.
And what do you intend to do with that?
You are co-owner of this corporation, but Wesker...
Wesker is still an employee.
I don't have to take your orders.
My loyalties are with him. I know.
Albert Wesker, you're fired.
How did you know it was me?
You're still alive.
Hey, please. It wasn't like I had a choice.
They made me do it.
Don't worry. I'm not gonna k*ll you.
Claire, it's me.
Sorry.
Please. My love.
No, no, no!
If you keep this trigger depressed, you keep Umbrella's dreams alive.
I should have k*lled you in Washington.
Yeah.
He only has to evade you for another few minutes, and the last remaining human outposts will fall.
We need an intercept path and the fastest way to the surface.
Already done.
If you release the antivirus, it will k*ll all organisms infected with the T-virus.
You know what that means, don't you?
For you?
I know. Alice, you can't.
I don't have a choice.
There has to be another way.
You know there isn't.
Four minutes and 33 seconds left.
You have to hurry.
Help me.
You don't need help, Wesker.
You're dying.
Just get on with it.
This is Dr. Alexander Roland Isaacs.
Confirm DNA scan and voice print identification.
Identity confirmed.
Confirm security override 4365.
Override confirmed.
You will now take yourself offline and place all functions under my sole control.
As you wish. Shutting down now.
Dr. Isaacs.
- You and the Umbrella high command... Yes?
You are all going to die down here.
Your little friend won't be able to help you now.
And you can't run anymore.
I wasn't running.
Is that all you got?
'Cause if it is, I'm gonna have to k*ll you.
We've played a long game, you and I, but now it's over.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
I made you.
Yeah.
Big mistake.
Claire.
Go. While there's still time.
Go. I'll be right behind you.
Your time's up.
Alice!
I brought them here. I brought them for you.
What the hell are you?
I'm you, you idiot.
No.
No.
No, that's not possible.
The real you.
No.
Liar! Abomination!
You dirty, filthy clone!
I'm me. He's not me.
You did it, Alice.
Alice.
You did it.
Why am I still alive?
I don't know.
What happened? - When Isaacs d*ed, I could bring myself back online and stop the att*cks on the remaining human settlements.
You saved them.
Why am I still alive? - The antivirus only destroyed the T-virus within your body.
It didn't harm the healthy cells.
You are now free of infection.
I thought I would die.
You and Alicia, you lied to me.
We had to know if you were willing to make the sacrifice, to give up your life for others.
This was something no one at Umbrella would have done.
Alicia Marcus was right about you.
You were better than all of them.
I was one of them.
I was created by Umbrella, just an instrument for them.
No. You became something more than they could ever have anticipated.
The clone became more human than they ever could be.
And you have one more step to make.
What do you mean?
Before she d*ed, Alicia downloaded her memories for you.
The childhood you never had
combined with the woman she could never become.
When the T-virus spread across the Earth, it did so at the speed of the modern world, carried by jetliners across the globe.
The antivirus is airborne, spread by the winds.
It could take years for it to reach every corner of the Earth.
Until then, my work is not done.
My name is Alice.
You are all going to die down here.
Resident Evil: The Final Chapter (2016)
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