Black Wake (2018)

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[SOUND OF KIDS PLAYING]

AGENT JOHNSON: Miller, this situation

is out of control and dangerous.

AGENT MILLER:

Johnson, I'm calling it in.

Headquarters is ready to send

military backup on my word.

Stay focused.

She is the key

to the source.

She's always been the key.

Yeah, well,

I don't think she's here alone.

Agent Johnson file 69232B.

Constant 24-7 surveillance

so far has garnered nothing

but mundane daily life.

We continue

to monitor the subject

with no extraordinary

results so far.

At current,

the subject is completely

unaware of our probe.

She continues

to live her current identity

with apparently no recollection

of what has happened to her.

We remain vigilant

gathering and documenting

all information

and will keep the Bureau

aware of all developments.

Dr. Luiza Moreira?

- Dr. Luiza Moreira.

- Moreira.

You must be Dr. Jones.

Yes, but you can call me Vincent.

Please sit.

I'm part of a team of experts

in various disciplines.

Your background in psychology

and cultural anthropology

plus your work in South Africa

is exceptional.

We all came together

to help solve a case

or outbreak or...

I don't know what it is.

I've decided

to keep a video record

of all facts and findings.

It's been very crazy lately.

We just received

another victim.

So are they victims

or infected?

How much have you

been briefed on?

Not much.

Authorities up and down

the East Coast

thought they were dealing

with some sort of

serial k*ller, I guess.

Well, bodies

have been showing up

along the eastern seaboard.

Maybe beyond.

Police were discovering bodies.

Skulls smashed,

parts of the brains missing.

But the timelines

didn't match up.

The victims... six at first...

all died

within roughly

the same time period,

across several states.

Law enforcement officials

shared information

and determined...

- Sheriff Williams?

- Yep.

- What're these guys doing here?

- Oh, it's okay,

it's the press.

I called them.

Look, I am gonna warn you now.

It's not a pretty site.

We've been sharing information

with other

law enforcement officials.

What has been determined

that a single k*ller

cannot do all this.

He can't be in several places

at the same time.

It's impossible.

I'm tired of the Feds

saying there's a serial k*ller

out there.

There's no serial k*ller.

It's not one person doing this.

You see what's on

tis landscape here?

Earlier today I found

two women at a camp site.

First they're alive

and just like that,

they both dropped dead

right in front of me.

There's some crazy sh*t

going on here,

and the public

needs to be aware.

You gotta know

what's going on.

Open your eyes be aware.

DR. MOREIRA: Investigators

thought maybe it was a cult.

Like Manson.

It's a bunch of Satanists

all along the shore.

Some kind of crazy cult.

Just chopping people's bodies up

and eating like their brains

like some type

of devil worship!

It's sick!

The skulls

weren't smashed in.

They had burst outward.

I'm presenting you something...

I was contacted

to join this team.

I and the others

are trying to explain

the phenomenon

from every possible angle.

I was told that the body

that arrived today

was of a college student.

Yeah, uh, the police

gave me,

uh, some videos and materials

for you to look at.

What's that?

All of this facility

is recorded

including this office.

Are we being monitored?

Think of it as like

a black box on a plane.

Unless the plane goes down,

then the box is retrieved.

Is that legal?

You're working

for the US Government now.

I have a lot to do.

I'll see you later,

and maybe

we can have lunch.

Yes, of course.

Okay, bye.

DR. MOREIRA: The victims

share nothing in common

that could help us

pinpoint the motive

or cause of death.

Then we got these videos

from police in Montauk.

Homelessness...

- MAN: You ready?

- Huh... oh, yeah, yeah, dude.

- Uh, just go ahead and roll.

- Okay.

Three... two...

Homelessness.

Often considered to be

a symptom of urban blight.

But here in the tranquil beaches

of Montauk, New York,

away from the cities,

away from the attractions,

we find societies

unfortunate citizens

finding themselves

to be outcasts and alone.

while their surroundings

may in fact be nicer,

their plight

is not any easier.

My colleagues

don't see any relevance,

but I...

Maybe it's nothing.

But it's interesting.

Hello, excuse me, sir.

Oh, oh, uh, sorry.

Look, it's okay.

We're sh**ting a documentary.

All right, we just want

to ask you a couple questions.

Would that be...

would that be okay?

Um, uh, look.

We're, we're terribly

sorry to bother you.

We just wanna ask you

a couple questions.

You know, we're just

interested in how you got here.

How you got

in this predicament.

They put me here.

Who put you here?

They took mommy.

She was good at numbers,

and they left

what was left of daddy.

They left me

on the boat for ten years.

But they took and they gave.

They gave mommy back,

but not to me.

They gave me a gift.

They gave me a job.

But they said I wasn't worthy.

They said

it was for someone special.

My analysis,

plus any evidence

that comes my way.

In this case,

the first video

is the beginning

of a student film.

BEN: This project was your idea.

I swear, if this film

f*ck up my class grade,

I'm gonna kick your a*s.

Oh, you're gonna

f*cking kick my a*s, dude?

BEN:

Just man up and talk to him.

Dude, big talk for the guy that's

safe behind the f*cking camera.

You know what? Why don't you

try coming on this side

talking to the f*cking

crazy person for once, huh?

- BEN: Are you serious?

- Yeah, I'm dead serious.

- Are you being f*cking serious?

- Yeah, stop busting my ba*ls

and hand over the camera.

Or are you all talk,

you f*cking chickenshit?

Could it be

a really clever k*ller

who did something

to the bodies

to make them seem

less like homicide?

They tell me what to write,

and then they tell me to wait.

BEN:

Good.

The teachings are for him.

The gift...

the gift is for you.

For me?

Sir, where are you talking...?

It was always yours.

LUCAS: Oh my God. Ben, stop

f*cking with this guy, man.

I wanna go home.

Dude, I wanna

get this over with.

We're already past deadline.

They're in my head.

[LAUGHING]

Dude, come over here.

Check this out. I think there's

actually something in here.

Like some kind

of funky snake.

Some kind

of natural build up

within the victims,

brought on by something,

a poison, a disease,

a parasite.

Oh! Ahh!

I am their prophet

and you're that messenger.

For the student

found on the beach,

the cause of death

matches the other

cases along the coast.

As for the homeless man...

The homeless man

is still missing,

but his book

came to us with the videos.

My colleagues

have no interest in it.

[LAUGHING]

You think this is funny?

[LAUGHING]

You think this is funny?

There's two people

in that video.

Now one's dead.

Worse than dead,

one we can't find,

and there's you.

Okay, fine.

I'll turn this off.

Now you got to see

how this looks.

You and your friend

disappear for a week.

Now we find him dead

on the beach...

that's how we found him...

and then we find you

wondering around the streets.

You see?

It doesn't look good.

Don't you think?

- How's it going?

- What do you think?

Good.

[LAUGHS]

I need some help here.

You gonna help me here?

Lucas, are you gonna

help me here, okay?

We found these books

with the body.

They were stolen from

the New York public library.

Any idea why?

Big books on, um, history,

um, space travel and physics,

but we checked

and he doesn't study

any of those subjects.

He's focused on film class

just like you are.

So why would he steal 'em?

POLICE OFFICER:

Answer him kid.

MICHAELS: Was he on drugs maybe?

He was on drugs maybe

and he was trying to sell these books

and make some quick cash, maybe?

Fast cash?

Yes, no?

Okay, Lucas,

we found the video.

Okay, we saw the video...

found it and we saw it...

we do not think

that you had anything

to do directly

with your friend's m*rder,

but you need to help me here,

you need to help me here,

or I am gonna jam

your f*ck' a*s up,

I'm gonna

put you in prison,

and you are not gonna

do well in prison, Lucas.

You're gonna be

a piece of chicken in there.

They're gonna

pass you around

like a motherfuckin'

tissue paper

and blow their noses

in you.

Is the homeless guy dead, too?

Did he attack you and then you

k*lled him in self-defense

and then panicked

and left the body somewhere?

POLICE OFFICER:

Speak up, kid.

You can't tell me who the

other guy in the video is?

You can't?

Okay, listen, what the f*ck is this thing?

What's this thing?

'Cause you were holding on it

for dear f*ck' life

when we jammed your a*s up.

As far as we can tell,

it's the same one

- he has in the video.

- [MUTTERING]

So how did it come to be

in your possession?

That's hard to explain.

That's gonna be a f*ck' jury's a*s

up, man, and put you in prison.

- The book was...

- Take a breathe, all right?

Relax.

Nobody's here to hurt you.

You wanna take a break, okay?

Take a break?

- Take a break.

- Take a drink, all right?

- Oh, what the f*ck.

- You're bullshittin' me, right?

- Oh, what the...

- What the... sh*t!

No, no, no, it's okay.

Lucas, it's okay.

It's okay, man.

Hey, hey, relax.

Relax.

Okay, come on.

You don't wanna do this?

You wanna do this?

You wanna k*ll me?

Why you do wanna k*ll me?

I've been nice to you.

You're safe here.

Lucas, you're safe here, okay?

We can just forget

you even did this.

Just give me the g*n back.

Just give me the g*n.

Come on, just give it me.

Just put it down.

Put it on the table

and we'll forget about it.

- There are voices in my head.

- Lucas, look, Lucas.

- There are voices in my head!

- What? You hear voices?

Okay, we'll find you a doctor,

we'll get rid of the voices.

- There are voices in my head!

- [SHOT RINGS OUT]

I've done some research

about the beach at Montauk,

the same area

where the police

discovered the student's body.

The homeless man

talked about

losing his parents

a decade ago.

Back then,

the Coast Guard

came across a small yacht

drifting offshore

near that beach.

Hey, Tommy,

come here, buddy.

Let me show you

how to do this.

Be care,

that's sharp.

Okay, all right.

All right, let's,

all right.

Got it?

Jesus.

Come here.

Be careful, I said.

You're gonna poke your eye out.

So you wanna put your thumb on

this so you don't lose the line.

All right,

you push this back

and let it go

out into the water.

- What happens if you don't...

- So go a head.

put, um,

put your finger there?

Well, it'll go out

faster than you want it to

- and maybe...

- Use all of it.

Yeah, use all of it

and tangle up...

According to the report,

the boy claimed

his father was k*lled

and his mother abducted,

but he was in

a state of shock

and couldn't

provide any details.

There you go.

Now hold on tight.

Here we let it...

you gotta...

you gotta tease 'em with it

a little bit.

You know,

you have to feel it.

You see,

the best part of fishing's

just being out here

and feeling the wind

in your hair...

feeling the boat move

on the water.

Look at the view here.

- Isn't that cool?

- Yeah.

Dad?

- What is it, buddy?

- Look at that.

There's nothing.

No follow-up reports.

No names are given.

I hit a dead end.

There's a brief mention

that the mother

was a renowned scientist.

There's some speculation

that perhaps

she was kidnapped.

No cause of death

for the father is given.

There's a note

that the boy

was hospitalized.

Either people

aren't talking

or the right files

didn't survive.

The family's identity

is a mystery.

I can't prove this,

but what if the homeless man

was the boy

on the yacht, grown up?

The Coast Guard report

does match elements

of the homeless man's story.

Could he have slipped through

the cracks over the years,

bouncing from

hospital to hospital,

until all recorded proof

of his existence disappeared?

If the boy grew up

to be the homeless man,

maybe his parents

were the first victims

of whatever it is.

Could the thing in the jug

have something

to do with all this?

She's here now.

She already started.

We know what to do.

Make sure she completes

her task.

We'll make sure that nothing

interferes with this mission.

Everything's depending on it.

Thank you.

So how did your meeting

with Jones go?

You know, he's a suit.

He may be watching this,

you know?

He's a great guy.

You have no idea

who's watching this.

No idea.

Let me tell you something,

Johnson.

I have seen my share

of crazy in my time,

classified sh*t that would

make your hair turn white.

If the people out there

saw what we saw,

know what we know,

there would be

panic in the streets.

It's what they don't know

that has kept 'em safe.

Think about that.

But this,

this is something else.

This...

this is the big one.

And once Uncle Sam

gets his handle on it,

germ warfare,

special weapons...

they'll never

f*ck with us again, ever.

And you and me, Johnson,

we were there

from the beginning...

the day that everything changed.

AGENT JOHNSON: We are continuously

monitoring the subject.

It is my opinion

that she seems to have a sense

of being watched,

and has developed

some sort of paranoia

of her surroundings.

She seems overwhelmed

showing signs of fatigue

and physical deterioration.

I am unable to deduce

that this could be the reason

Dr. Luiza has been suffering

numerous headaches,

which appears to be escalating

as time passes.

These headaches have become

noticeably more severe.

DR. MOREIRA: The others

here at the facility,

they are baffled

and scared.

This epidemic

is reaching everyone

and no one

has a clue, yet.

They are dismissing

my theories.

So what you're suggesting

is that we're dealing

with some giant

prehistoric parasite?

Just look at the video

with the film student.

You can see some kind

of large worm

leap out of the jug.

After that,

he ended up at the beach,

dead, like the others,

like something had forced

its way out of his head.

I don't know what you think

you're seeing in these videos,

'cause there is nothing

conclusive showing any worm

or anything attacking anyone.

There's a black blur.

- That's it.

- Don't you get it?

These worm-like organisms

force their hosts

toward water.

And that's happening

with the victims

in these cases.

They are moving toward water.

If I wanna talk to someone

about parasites,

I have an entire group

dedicated to that field.

But you?

You're supposed to be

working on the brain.

Here's a thought.

Whatever is happening

to these people

is causing brain damage.

So they started doing unexplainable,

irrational things. Simple.

So you need to stop looking

for some bigger conspiracy.

The homeless man,

crazy or not,

may have managed

to bury facts in here.

It could shed some light

on why the student

took the book

then k*lled himself.

I'll start reading it tonight.

It couldn't hurt.

AGENT MILLER: High command wants

to document our every movement,

so keep glasses on record

at all times.

AGENT JOHNSON:

Copy that.

The subject is leaving

her workplace.

Hey.

Hey!

Do you believe in

a Higher Power?

What're you talking about, man?

Higher Power, man,

Greater Good.

Something bigger than us.

What're you high?

'Cause I could use

a pick me up.

Whatcha got?

- I'm talking about life.

- Life?

Life.

Life with a purpose.

I have a purpose.

Oh yeah,

does it pay money?

The rewards are endless.

Bigger than money.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

When I was ten,

I thought

my life was over, man,

'cause they,

they took my mom

for a grand mission.

But now I realize it was,

it was an honor, man.

I was chosen to usher in

the dawn a new world order.

Look man, I talk to crazy

dudes all the time,

but you're sick, man.

I know of a free clinic

you can go to.

What if I told you I can

give you anything you want?

A better life.

A better everything.

- I'm listening.

- Yeah?

What if I told you

all you have to do

is look in the water.

Just in there.

Closer.

You see it?

Whoa.

I do see something.

But what is it?

Everything.

Kinda...

Touch it.

Kinda freaky.

I feel.

I serve.

I shall obey.

Thank you so much

for volunteering

for our new world order.

Your time will be

beneficial to you

and to us.

But mostly to us.

I did good, didn't I?

You're on your way?

I'll protect you.

DR. MOREIRA:

I've been examining this book,

well, if you can

call it a book.

It completely lacks

a coherent narrative.

It makes no sense.

It's just disjointed writing

and crude drawings.

Yet I've spent days,

weeks, going through it.

And there's something there,

something I can't

quite put my finger on.

It's like,

if you weren't careful enough,

just as you were

about to see something,

you'd lose it.

It would be gone

and you'd have to start

all over again.

And that's where

I feel like I am now

squinting at the pages,

on the cusp of something.

Then it's gone.

But there

are some things in here

that seem to tie to it all.

The all of it.

As I examine the pages,

I get this sense of déjà vu.

And when I look

at that image,

it makes me think

of that thing

in the jug.

CONNER: Okay, Dr. Jones,

ready when you are.

Yes, I'm Dr. Vincent Jones.

It's 10:35 a.m. March 7th,

and I'm here in Autopsy room 3B.

Who are these girls?

Jane Doe's

according to the file.

The poor chicks were fine

24 hours ago.

They were camping together

by the lake.

Who found the bodies?

The local sheriff.

- And where is the sheriff now?

- Not sure.

He disappeared after

the delivery of the bodies.

So what else do you know

what caused this?

Here is the report.

You got anything else?

We took some CT scans

when they were delivered.

The scans are over there.

There's something

in her forehead.

- Dr. Jones?

- What?

- Dr. Jones!

- Help me!

Get the f*ck outta here!

f*ck this!

Somebody open the door!

Open the f*cking door!

Do we need to contain

this situation?

Yes,

we cannot have this affect or

interfere with our primary target.

Affirmative.

I am on it.

Hey!

Another video came in.

I made sure I got it.

My colleagues

haven't seen it.

They have the bodies...

but I don't know

if they are ready for this.

I'm not sure

any of us are ready.

You're sh**ting my a*s,

aren't you?

Huh? Oh, may be.

- You are such an idiot.

- What? Are you speaking?

I can't really focus

on you right now.

I said that you are going to be

sleeping alone tonight.

Oh, okay, cool.

Keep that up, and I won't

let you do the woman job

of cleaning all the fish.

Hey, we're almost down

by the secret spot there.

Um, I hate to burst your bubble,

Mr. Manly,

but your secret spot

isn't so secret.

What?

Let me see.

My colleagues are focusing

on the bodies,

but not the circumstances

surrounding their condition

and discovery.

I begged them

to look at the book,

at the videos,

and they dismiss me.

But that hasn't stopped me.

Well, what do we have here?

Finders keepers, I guess, huh?

Hey, maybe we should go

somewhere else?

I mean, if that guy comes back and

sees us messing with his stuff

- he might get pissed, you know?

- He's not coming back.

Look. He left his stuff

which is a bit weird

because this rod

is very expensive.

Hey, Ansel Adams, why don't you

come here for a close shot, huh?

Look at this sh*t.

Maybe he's off in the reeds

going to the bathroom.

- Can we please leave?

- Off in the reeds, babe?

Come on, I mean, look.

His ice is all melted.

- This beer is...

- Oh my God.

It's warm.

He ain't coming back.

Okay, Sherlock, now that

you've used your CSI skills

to give us the time

of death on the beer,

- can we please go?

- All right, come on.

- Come on!

- No, come on, right now.

Let's get outta here, please.

Thank you.

They found the fisherman.

No one

reported him missing,

but work colleagues said

he had taken a week's

vacation to go fishing.

Uh, he was a really good guy.

Uh, very reliable,

fun to hang out with.

You know,

typical everyday guy.

I saw him about

a week-and-a-half ago,

he turned me onto

this great new fishing hole.

Uh, went there,

had a few beers,

you know, normal guy stuff.

This is it.

My new private fishing hole.

Don't let the chain fool you.

It is perfectly legal

to be in here.

I don't know what we're

gonna catch first,

a fish or a buzz, but I guess

it really doesn't matter, right?

This place is great.

I mean,

they just found his body,

his skull was cracked open...

His brains were exposed.

I've never seen anything

quite like that.

Well, why did

he leave his things?

I mean, it's weird. He was like

trying to cook a fish over there.

There was bones and sh*t but there

was like worms in the f*cking ax.

I think we should get

the f*ck outta here.

Look.

Someone's coming!

What the f*ck

is the matter with this Guy?

Maybe he's hurt,

I don't know.

Hey, buddy,

was that your sh*t back there?

I'm sorry.

We just didn't...

- Jesus Christ.

- What the f*ck?

Stop! Stop!

Stop! What the f*ck...

When authorities

discovered his body,

they also discovered

the camera

and the young man.

The young woman

from the video,

she wasn't found at the scene.

She turned up days later.

She tried to steal

someone's tablet computer.

Walked into a coffee shop,

saw the tablet sitting

on a table,

picked it up,

walked out.

Cops caught her

right outside.

She didn't resist.

She didn't say anything.

She still hasn't.

When the authorities found out

she had been flagged,

they brought her here.

They just got done

fighting over the two corpses.

Now there's

a feeding frenzy over her.

But I think

they're wasting their time.

The answers

aren't in the bodies.

They are in the book

and the videos.

And I think

I may have found...

a connection.

We have reports of the phenomena

in every country

with shores

along the Atlantic.

And it's spreading.

We had our first

U.S. case inland.

What happened?

Poor b*stard, in a

supermarket in Buffalo

a guy worked

in the seafood section.

He stabbed

his co-worker to death.

He was caught at a bus station

trying to get to a Syracuse.

He offered no resistance,

just like the girl.

If you let me talk to the girl,

I can try to understand

what's happening

to the victims mentally.

I can try to find out what's

compelling them to the beach.

We're moving

the specimen today for tests.

No team member is getting near

her without protective clothing,

because we don't

what we're dealing with.

I know you've

been working hard,

but you need to stop

with these theories, okay?

You need to get

something to eat.

You need to get some sleep.

You need to call your family.

You need to...

Wait. Are you recording

this conversation?

- I'm keeping a record...

- Are you out of your g*dd*mn mind?

Turn that thing off.

Turn that thing off and...

I've been put on a mandatory

leave of absence.

I have to leave

all files behind...

even this.

I feel like I'm getting

closer to the truth.

Good afternoon,

this is Ann Davis for News 7

your local news and here

are our top stories for today.

Six bodies

were found this morning

at North Bay Beach

in an apparent mass m*rder.

According to the police,

the identities of these victims

have not been disclosed

as the brutality

of these murders

have made some of the victims

unidentifiable.

According to

the medical examiner

the victims heads

seem to have exploded.

This m*rder scene resembles

various other murders

that have come across the news

in recent weeks.

The police are investigating

any and all connections,

and we will continue to report

any updates here on News 7

as they come available.

In unrelated news,

two individuals believed to be

a man and a woman

robbed the First National Bank

on Oak Street earlier today

getting away with hundreds

of thousands of dollars.

Local police are asking

for any information

on these suspects

to call the police hotline

and do not approach

these individuals

as they may be

armed and dangerous.

[SCREECHING]

Is it rolling, Blake?

Yeah, it's rolling.

It's our money now, b*tches!

Did you see them freak?

I thought the bank teller

was gonna sh*t themselves!

And the lady,

when I stole her diamonds.

f*ck.

Yeah, we take from the bank

and the customers

for little old us.

No doubt.

- We're f*cking bad asses.

- Holy sh*t.

Holy sh*t.

- Babe, check this out.

- Blake, get the camera.

- Get the camera. I wanna get a close up.

- All right, I'll get it.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Doesn't this

look pretty on me?

You sexy b*tch.

Oh my God, Blake.

There's so much money.

Oh, wow.

Oh my God.

All right,

put the camera down.

I want you to do me

on top of all this money.

You are a crazy b*tch.

I f*ck' love you.

We're gonna go into the marina

and we're gonna steal a boat

and go wherever

the f*ck we want.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Who the f*ck is that?

SHERIFF WILLIAMS:

Open the door!

Open the door!

Let me in!

BLAKE:

What you want, m*therf*cker!

It's Sheriff f*ck' Williams.

Let me in!

There's some f*ck' crazy

people out here!

Let me f*ck' in!

Open the f*ck' door!

Oh my God.

I got a g*n.

Blake, who is it?

I think it's the cops.

- Let's get the f*ck outta here.

- Relax, baby, I got this.

What the f*ck?

Hey come on, we gotta get

the f*ck outta here.

Come on, get dressed.

Give me the f*ck' g*n.

- Get all the money.

- Leave the rest, come on.

Come on, grab the bag.

Stay behind me.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- sh**t 'em! sh**t 'em!

- No!

I can't get the others

to study the book.

They won't watch

and examine the videos.

They will probably

file this all away

as soon as I leave.

Maybe that's the biggest irony.

This was written by a madman.

And he may have been

the sanest of us all.

He was the only one capable

of trying

to make us understand

what was out there.

What if we're not dealing

with some mindless parasite

turning hosts

into brainless zombies?

What if we're facing

an intelligence?

What if the man knew for years

what was coming?

He called himself a prophet.

Maybe that is what he was.

Maybe he was trying

to recruit the student

to carry on

or help with his work.

A messenger of sorts.

Could Lucas have had an inkling

of what fate

was in store for him?

sh**ting himself

might have been the wisest

course of action.

But why?

What knowledge

drove him to that?

Could it be...

Why are you filming this?

WILL: So the police will

know what happened.

We're not murderers, Julie.

Nobody's k*lling anybody, okay?

I just need to talk to him.

That's all.

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

Her husband

and all these people,

these were people we knew,

they went down by the river,

and they started

acting weird.

We didn't really wanna talk

about what we were gonna do.

We just knew it

was gonna get ugly.

WILL:

Julie, stay close.

I'm gonna

talk with him, Will.

- Julie!

- Julie! Julie!

- Wait!

- Hey! Listen!

- We can't be alone!

- We stay together!

Stick with the plan,

you understand me?

Anything bad happens,

I'm just gonna start sh**ting.

WILL: Yeah, let's hope it

doesn't come to that, huh?

Okay.

Nick, it's me.

Please look at me.

Nick, come home.

I got you.

Nick, please look at me.

Nick, come home with me!

WILL:

Julie.

Julie, step away from him.

That is not Nick.

- What're we gonna do?

- I don't know!

Just stay calm and be quiet!

What the f*ck is this?

I don't know.

Just keep your eyes on 'em.

Hey, I got a real clear shot.

WILL:

No, not with Julie there.

- Will!

- Yeah?

There's something in the water!

WILL:

You can see it in the video.

I didn't get

the best shot of it,

but it's big,

dark, cloudy...

and it's just

sort of writhing around.

Julie, get away from him!

Run!

Get to the truck!

Let's go!

Come on!

So...

I made it to the truck.

I'm the only one.

It was like

one big hivemind

serving that thing...

whatever it is.

But I saw it...

we saw it...

and it's on the video.

I don't know what

that thing in the water was,

but whatever it is...

God have mercy our soul.

AGENT MILLER: Subject

returning to the workplace.

Situation normal.

What about the casualties?

Or The Specimen?

They're not the mission.

Staying on target.

The patient...

the specimen...

whatever you want to call her...

escaped.

No one could have guessed

she was capable of violence.

She sent two to the hospital,

k*lled two more.

My supervisor...

was among the dead.

So it turns out...

I'm not going

on mandatory leave...

after all.

He never got a chance

to put in the paperwork.

[NO AUDIO]

The few remaining

team members

are debating how she did it.

You sound like a bunch

of pregnant f*ck' b*tches!

You're f*cking crying

about this and this!

Frank's f*cking dead!

Huh? HUH?

If we're dealing

with an organism

that burrows into the brain

to control the host,

maybe it can

also turn off pain.

That the Specimen

may have been

reaching for my laptop.

She was skimming

NASA pages,

sites of space travel

and theory,

reading the biography pages

for astronauts

and astrophysicists.

She wanted

addresses and locations.

What was she after?

Who was she after?

Was it all just random?

I haven't spoken to my family

in ages.

I have a husband

and a daughter.

It's been so long.

Ahh!

Trying to scare me?

You think you're funny?

- Play with the baby stick.

- Give me the stick.

- No.

- Give...

No.

Whoa.

Mom, I think I'm getting

a little big for the swing set.

DR. MOREIRA: I close my eyes

to remember their faces.

And I hope

they remember mine.

I can't remember

the last time I slept.

I can't take the nightmares.

They're the kind

that wake you up

in a cold sweat,

leaving you

wondering where you are,

how you got there,

not knowing whether the dream

was the true reality

you just snapped out of.

But there is this déjà vu

nagging at me.

But it leaves the impression

of somewhere and something wet

and cold and old...

Somewhere and something

familiar.

And it's coming from darkness.

And I'm waiting for it.

It's waiting for me.

[OVERLAPPING WHISPERING VOICES]

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

And then he said,

"Where is the toast?"

Hell's coming!

sh*t!

This will be my last entry.

I don't say that

to be melodramatic.

The word came down.

The military is coming

to take over everything.

I don't know

what they expect to find.

I guess they

are as desperate as I am.

My colleagues,

what few were left,

are gone.

They gave up, retreated.

They don't know

what they're dealing with.

They just know it's winning.

So I'm alone here.

Which is a cruel twist.

Because I finally have

what I was looking for.

And there is no one

to show it to.

Not that it matters.

They still wouldn't

believe me.

I doubt the military

will be any more open-minded.

Let's get the hell out of here.

They still wouldn't believe me.

I'll be gone

before the soldiers roll in.

They can have this place.

They should rot here.

I'm going to my family.

I'm, I'm going home.

But I need

to show this first.

Yo, check it out.

- What?

- What?

Dude, I don't like...

whoa, I don't like this.

What?

Why am I stopping?

It's a chick.

- Oh, of course.

- Hey.

You okay?

Where're you headed?

I think I hear him speak.

Location home.

- Uh, we can give you a ride.

- No! No, I'm sorry.

We can't...

are you f*cking kidding?

Hey come on, come on.

Don't be such a little b*tch.

We're going to the beach.

Are my words in right?

Am I meaning there, too?

- Home please.

- Whoa, whoa, crazy lady!

No man, she needs

to go to a hospital.

Nah, she just needs a beer.

I'm not f*cking around!

Well, look. Tell me this

girl doesn't like to party.

She's all coked up.

Maybe she has something on her.

Check her.

- Guys, this is not cool.

- No f*cking way.

I am not checking her.

She stinks.

Don't be such a p*ssy.

She's passed out.

Who cares

what she smells like.

You know you'll bang her

if you get the chance.

I hear you

and someone understands me.

Okay, as*h*le. Somebody just

give me a tissue please.

- What the f*ck are you doing?

- What?

What do you mean what?

Look at her.

She could barely walk.

Look, I swear to God.

- If you guys do anything to her.

- Seriously.

- What's your f*cking problem?

- What's my problem?

Hey, look at me. Jail.

Jail's my f*cking problem, man.

Look, you don't get it,

do you?

She's in no condition.

And if you do anything to her,

anything at all

and she reports it to the cops,

- you're f*cked.

- When did you become such a f*g?

Uh, f*ck you.

Nah, I'm outta here.

Whoa.

Where the f*ck are you going?

- Anywhere but here.

- Here m*therf*cker.

Yeah, you're walking.

f*ck you.

sh*t.

Waves.

[SPEAKING INCOHERENTLY]

This is gonna be awesome.

She's so f*cked up.

Are you ready not to wait?

I'm ready for whatever.

The boy she had kissed

was gone.

Dude, what's wrong?

What the f*ck?

Oh God.

What the f*ck

did you do to him?

You f*cking wh*re!

The other boy,

the boy who was filming

was lying there on the beach,

clutching the camera.

He was alive...

but he was institutionalized.

I was able to find out where

from the authorities

who sent me the video.

They told me that

he hasn't spoken a single word

since being found on the beach.

So I asked questions

about him and his treatment.

They told me

he just sits alone all day

and draws

odd pictures and shapes.

They think it's all meaningless

but they also see it

as therapeutic.

I asked if I could see

some of his drawings.

And they sent me this.

A homeless man.

A teenager.

They never met.

They had no mutual

acquaintances.

They lived near

the Atlantic Ocean,

but hundreds of miles apart.

How is that

they both drew the same thing?

But I don't believe it,

and I don't care anymore.

I don't care.

The nightmares are worse.

Even when I don't sleep,

there isn't any escape.

Oh my God!

I just want to go home.

I'm going home.

Hey, stop where you are!

- Put that down.

- I need to get out of here.

- I said put that down!

- Easy, Johnson.

Johnson, stand down.

She should just surrender.

You need to come with us now.

- I need to get out.

- Negative.

The facility's in lockdown.

No need to worry.

We're debriefing

all remaining staff,

and collecting all research.

I have to get home

to my daughter.

Hand those documents over now

and come with us.

I'm not finished with it.

We can't risk anything

getting out of this facility.

What?

You can't do this.

I'm afraid I don't

have any choice.

Orders.

Johnson, Rodriquez,

secure anyone you find.

Will do.

Reinforcements

should be here shortly.

Yes, sir.

DR. MOREIRA:

Are they dead?

He definitely is.

They are, too.

Are you all right, huh?

You're the detective

from the video.

You're the one

who sent us this.

- Yeah.

- We need to get out of here.

Did you hear everything I said?

Did you hear what the guy said?

Reinforcements are coming.

I'd be a death sentence

to go that way anyway.

So is there another exit?

Yeah?

Is it nearby?

Yeah?

You're free to go.

But first, you gotta

give me that book, okay?

What?

You gotta give me

that book, okay?

- What?

- The book.

It's been haunting me.

I'm hearing voices.

They were soft at first,

but now they're getting

louder and more insistent.

That book called me here.

It's found this f*ck' place.

I hear the voices, too.

No, you don't. You're full of sh*t.

You do not.

That book had called me here

to serve it,

to protect it or something.

But I say, f*ck it.

I'm here to destroy it.

No.

I tried.

You can't.

What?

Hey, look.

I don't wanna

argue with you,

and, frankly,

I don't have the f*ck' time.

All right, but my life

has been f*cked up

ever since that book

came into it.

And so it's gonna end

right here, right now.

It's too valuable to destroy.

- What do you mean?

- I've been studying this.

Whatever's going on,

this book is the key

to understanding it.

Maybe even stopping it.

Really?

If you're saying to me,

I mean, are you saying to me,

that that book,

this book here...

will make it better?

[EMERGENCY SIGNAL SOUNDING]

All right.

Okay, listen.

You take it

and you will leave

and you will sneak out of

here and you're clever,

and you get the f*ck away

and you live.

You understand me?

You live.

All right?

You can go.

- You're not coming?

- No, I'm not.

I'm gonna stay

and buy you some time.

Handle these guys

with their g*ns, okay?

I understand that sh*t.

That's what I'm good at.

It's normal to me.

Okay, that sh*t outside,

whatever's going on out there,

we're going to hell anyway,

right?

We won't need to.

Hell is coming to us.

Go!

- AGENT JOHNSON: Do you wanna try to stop her?

- AGENT MILLER: Negative.

She's finally leading us

to the Higher Intelligence.

AGENT JOHNSON: Yeah, but you

know what's gonna happen

when she goes home.

AGENT MILLER: Our task is

to observe and report.

End of conversation.

And here we have dad who thinks he's

a 19-year-old college sophomore.

What do you want?

I wanna know why you have

a mid-life crisis mobile.

I don't have

a mid-life crisis mobile, okay?

It's, it's good on gas

and it gets me around.

And it makes you

look like a kid.

What do you want?

I think you're trying to

impress the neighbor.

Go... play in traffic

or something.

- [POUNDING ON DOOR] - My name is

Daniela Belea. I live on Maple Lane

- Middleton, New Jersey.

- Uh, what is that?

I don't know, Dad. There's some

crazy lady banging on the door.

- What are you doing?

- I'm filming it

in case we have

to show the cops.

- Cops? Hello?

- Grab your things!

- Can I help...

- Grab your things!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- We need to go!

- What're you doing?

- It's all in here,

but there's no time to explain!

We need to head west.

You need to get out

of my house right now!

Your house?

What do you mean?

Ma'am, I don't know if you're high or

if you're crazy or if you're drunk,

but you need to leave

right now!

It's our house.

It's me.

Why are acting like

you don't know me?

Because I don't,

I don't.

- You do.

- No, look, I have seen...

- You do know me. It's me.

- No, I don't.

I've seen you around the

neighborhood jogging before, yes,

but I don't know your name,

I don't know where you're from.

Now if you do not

leave right now,

- I am calling the police.

- What?

What are you talking about?

It's me, sweetie.

I'm your wife.

What's wrong with you?

- Dad.

- Pumpkin?

- It's me. It's Mommy.

- Dad!

What's wrong with you?

Okay, I'm a widower.

My wife... her mom...

died five years ago, okay?

DR. MOREIRA:

Oh, no, that can't be.

ROGER: You need to leave right

now or I'm calling the police.

- I don't know,

I think she's high or...

- I don't want to do this.

- Please.

- Get back. Get back.

Miss, Miss.

She's bleeding.

Miss, let me help you, okay,

let me call you an ambulance.

- Run!

- Let me get you some help.

- Please.

- Before it's too late.

- Let me help you.

- Run.

[SCREAMING]

I need your phone.

AGENT MILLER:

Now the real work begins.

What have I done?

If that is not my family,

so who are they?

Where's my home?

I just keep hearing it,

home, home.

Get out of my head!

Shut up.

Where's my house?

It needs to be

over here somewhere.

I know I live over here.

Where's my home?

I hear it.

I hear home, home, home.

My home.

- Home.

- SEA ZOMBIE: Home.

Home.

Messiah has come.

ALL:

Reveal the One Who Walks Beyond.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

- Home.

- ALL: Home.

[SHOT RINGS OUT]

[SHOT RINGS OUT]

Hey! Get up here!

I got a truck. This place is

crawling with these things!

I can get us to safety.

Come on.

Hey.

I'm not crazy.

I've seen that thing

with my own two eyes.

I can help.

Obstacle defeated.

Subject free to continue.

I'm sorry for your loss,

but I'm gonna need to ask you

a few questions.

So if you could

just help me out.

I'm trying to understand

what happened to you today.

Excuse me please.

- No sir.

- No! No!

Jesus, get him off me!

DR. MOREIRA:

Wait.

Don't go.

You...

I recognize you.

I do.

Your the one who gave

the two students this.

I knew you before that.

What?

Mommy.

What?

What did you call me?

Mommy?

They wouldn't

let you keep me.

They did what they had to do

and then they released you.

And people said that you

had lost your way,

- but I knew it wasn't true.

- Why are you doing that to me?

They came in the boat.

And they k*lled daddy.

And they took you.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

I can believe...

Oh, no.

They made me their prophet.

They made you their messiah.

The chose you.

I never wanted that.

Please.

You never wanted that?

k*ll me.

Please k*ll me.

You never wanted that.

No, I want you.

I wanted you.

You don't want me!

- I love you.

- You don't want me!

I didn't have any control.

I want you.

I love you.

They're in my head, mommy.

They're in my head, mommy.

- I love you.

- For years.

Baby, I know.

I know, baby.

I know.

They chose you.

- I was weak.

- They chose you.

And now your job is done.

- Come with me.

- It's too late.

Come with me please.

It's too late.

Mommy, it's too late.

It's not too late.

- It's too late.

- It's not too late.

Please.

[SOBBING]

It's too late.

- No!

- It's too late!

No, it's not, it's not!

You come with me!

Please come with me.

Please don't do this.

This is it.

Finally what we came here for.

Stay focused.

Miller, this situation is out

of control and dangerous.

Johnson,

I'm calling it in.

Headquarters is ready to send

military backup on my word.

Stay focused.

She is the key to the source.

She's always been the key.

Yeah well, I don't think

she's here alone.

Johnson!

What do you think

you're doing?

AGENT MILLER:

Look, we don't want any trouble.

Just in the wrong place.

That's it.

Just tell your creatures

to let us go.

I don't think so.

I think you're after my mom.

I think the CIA has been

tracking our every move.

AGENT JOHNSON: We know

what's you're going to do,

- and we're gonna stop it.

- You don't know sh*t.

And anyways,

it's too late.

You're the boy from the boat.

Hey, we're trying to find you.

We tried to help you.

You did?

I was underground.

Not all of our followers

survived.

But the ones that did...

are loyal.

They're loyal to me,

to my mom...

to the master.

DR. MOREIRA:

I know now the real reason

why the government

hired me.

They knew

I had a connection

to the master.

After the boat accident,

I lost most of my memories

especially of my real husband

and my son.

My son didn't get

the title right.

The seas from whence they came?

That's wrong.

There's no "they."

There's only "it."

And it's not from the seas.

The seas

are where it is now,

but that's not where

it comes from.

It comes from somewhere else.

It doesn't belong here.

It doesn't want to be here.

It was ripped from a place

we'll never know.

A place we'll never understand.

It was here before all of us.

I'm not a prophet.

I'm the messiah.

It is part of me equally.

We are separate and one.

It can force me to understand,

and that's how I know

exactly what it is

and exactly what it wants.

It's just a new beginning.

A new end.

The wait is over.

Its time is now.

I'm the messiah chosen

to show you what's coming.

I wanted to go home.

And it wants to go home, too.

And only one of us

will get to do that now.

[SCREECHING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Wait a minute.

Are you recording this?

- [INDISTINCT] - Are you

out of your g*dd*mn mind?

Turn that off.

Please, erase all this.

Not cool.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

You better hope you're dead.

Cut.

And, action!

Open this door!

Open this f*cking door!

It's open already.

It should be locked.

And, cut.

Uh, yeah, that it was great.

- [GROWLING LOUDLY]

- No sound!

- No sound!

- No sound! No sound!

ALL YELLING:

No sound.

But keep going,

but no sound.

Action!

We have been...

We have been shar...

Oh, f*ck.

We have been sharing...

We have...

We have been sharing

other information with...

What the f*ck!

You guys getting me nervous,

man.

Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear.

Actual sound.

- Roll camera.

- Rolling.

- Two take seven.

- Rolling, rolling, get ready.

Cut!

Let's k*ll it one to ten!

That was a six.

I want to see a ten.

Go for it!

Action!

I can see the light.

ALL:

I can see the light.

Can you see the light?

ALL:

I can see the light.

Right now you're saying,

I am God.

I am God!

ALL:

You are God.

Say, "I'm the Messiah."

I'm the Messiah.

ALL:

You are the Messiah.

Say, "You love me."

- Do you love me?

- ALL: I love you.

Roll camera.

Scene Edward six,

take one.

All right.

Okay, ready?

And, action!

- I'm in the right place.

- Yes, sir.

Excuse me.

I humbly apologize.

- [GROWLING]

- Cut!

- Great! Cool!

- That was awesome!

Squirt.

Cool.

Parasite.

Cut.

Three, two, one!

Oh, that's not really pumping.

Ready?

Rolling, rolling, get ready

and, action!

And, cut!

[NO AUDIO]

And cut on rehearsal.

I want to play back on that.

All right, and, action,

Carlos...

And, cut.

Thank you.

- I'm happy to be here.

- Well, we are, too.

So, uh, where are you from?

- I'm from Brazil.

- Brazil.

That's beautiful.

They got any dead bodies

floating up down there?

Still rolling

Let's reset back to one.

Back to one!

Let's go right back into it.

[HUMMING]

And, cut! Okay.

Great, cool, very good.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

We need to f*cking jump out

a f*cking window.

That's what it is.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Ahh!

Get out!

Get out!

Keep rolling.

Good. Turn towards us like you're

trying to get it out of your mouth.

Keep working.

But it's taking over.

It's winning. It's winning.

It's going down your throat.

It's going down your throat.

It's beating you.

It's k*lling you.

Yeah, you're losing strength.

You're losing strength.

Go down,

you're losing strength.

All right, now spasms.

Good, keep working.

Keep spasming.

And, let's go.

Okay, cool. We that.

Scene 15 take ten,

mark.

Before, all right,

so just, uh,

put both hands on the steering

wheel for me,

and you're gonna like hit it with a

flat part of your hand like this

and say, "Mine, mine,

mine, mine, mine..."

Mine, mine, mine...

Keep going. Keep going. Keep going.

Keep going.

- Mine, mine, mine, mine...

- Keep going. Keep going. Keep going...

- Mine!

- Go, go go faster, faster...

Faster, faster,

faster, faster...

- Mine!

- All right, get ready.

And, action!

Reset.

Back on your feet.

Had an expl*si*n, reset!

Come back to shore,

water people!

Come back to shore!

Everyone come back to shore,

water people!

Water people, reset.