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And tonight we embark

on the last and most ambitious...

phase of our campaign

to end tyranny across the globe.

Mr. President, given the severity

of the current crisis...

what is the risk

to the American population?

Our level of preparedness

couldn't be higher.

I am confident that we will prevail,

whatever may come.

But, Mr. President...

Rest assured, my administration

is taking steps...

to ensure our way of life will continue.

Mr. President, is that last statement

connected to the rumours...

of these so-called

"Noah's Ark" facilities?

We're hearing reports of scientists,

engineers, doctors...

being whisked away in the night.

Is the government hiding these people

in underground shelters?

We have a number of contingency plans...

in place, mainly to provide

peace of mind.

But let me be very clear.

Our priority is the safety

of all the American people.

Sir, are we facing

an impending catastrophe?

Is the government deciding

who lives and who dies?

Plenty of words from this president

but very few details.

And as more time passes

with no clear answers...

the situation becomes more dire.

This is Natalie reporting,

Channel Nine News.

You having a nightmare, buddy?

Just let me out. Let me out.

Please.

Goddamn it, Bauer!

Gotta loosen the arm.

- Please quit playing around. Let me up.

- Can't do that.

Gradual transition to a normal

air mixture prevents what?

Oxygen toxicity.

Which can harm which organs?

Eyes, brain and...

and lungs!

You'd think that somebody

that just slept six months...

would be in a better mood.

Why does my tank's cycle

take twice as long as yours?

Well, give it enough time,

everything in this dump's gonna break.

- Did you clock in?

- No.

Oh, come on.

I just don't want the other facilities

to think that we're....

What, dead? Come on. You can say it.

It's not gonna kill you.

How's the weather up there?

- Nice day for a picnic?

- Outside air toxicity's still in the red.

Just like last cycle

and the cycle before that.

I don't know why you check anymore.

All the other facilities

have checked in.

- Everyone's okay.

- Thank my lucky stars.

- Oh, not this again, buddy.

- No, just a minute. I have an idea.

How many times are you gonna do this?

This piece of crap network

wasn't set up...

For direct communication.

Yeah, I get it.

Yeah, I wish I had the Internet.

Maybe they'll be better prepared

for the next Apocalypse.

Better use the bathroom first, buddy,

if you know what I mean.

Hey, this is not funny.

You don't think it's true?

- What isn't true?

- They're all dead.

You don't need to remind me.

Today's shopping list.

Look at this.

Man, I've seen that a million times.

I got it memorised.

No, no, no, it says there was

some kind of seismic activity.

- What?

- Yeah, an earthquake.

I know what seismic means.

What does it say?

Oh, this is not good.

Look, if there's any sort of leak down

here at all, this place...

would be full of poison air from outside.

We'd be dead. What else?

Electrical systems,

core structural inspection.

Core structural inspection?

That's a joke.

This is an abandoned missile silo.

- What about the tanks?

- Individual unit diagnostics.

- No way.

- Unbelievable.

You know what?

I'll do everything else if you do that.

Those sleepers, yuck,

you know they creep me out.

- No.

- Come on.

It's your turn this time.

On three?

One, two, three.

Clock's ticking. Chop, chop.

Doesn't he drive you nuts?

I've gotten used to him.

I've been dreaming of you.

How's the diagnostics, buddy?

Filter checks are good

on all nine levels.

No damage at all

from that seismic activity.

- What about the tanks?

- Still working on them.

Did you tell him about us?

I'm waiting for the right time.

You made a promise.

I'll tell him.

Tell me what?

- Who are you talking to?

- Nobody.

- I hate when you do that.

- Yeah.

I hate when you talk to the sleepers.

I find it creepy.

They're just people.

Yeah, you standing over them,

staring at them.

What does that make you?

Sort of a weird pervert?

Look who's talking.

The chronic masturbator.

Well, at least I ain't diddling

some dead girl.

She's not dead.

She's waiting, like we are.

Hey, don't you compare her to me.

I work for a living.

What do they do?

Come on, you know they're important.

Important, huh?

What, this guy right here?

"Herpetology."

- What's that? Some herpes specialist?

- Reptiles and amphibians.

- You're a genius.

- These people are seeds, Bauer.

The last in the world.

Knowledge and experience

that's unique...

Unique and irreplaceable.

Blah, blah, blah....

You sound like a broken record, man.

- They're the future. Have some respect.

- Come on, buddy.

Don't give me that crap.

We waste our whole lives

down here, in this hole...

so they can survive?

I understand how you feel.

Doesn't it mean anything to you?

- Working down here? Saving...

- Saving the future of humanity?

Come on. Wake up, push a button,

change a light bulb, go back to sleep.

Rinse and repeat, buddy.

- Doesn't it bug you just a little bit?

- No.

You know we got the short end

of the stick down here, right?

What are you going to do about it?

Complain to management?

Yeah, I might.

I think I'll write a letter.

You do that.

A gorgeous afternoon for baseball.

The sun is shining.

And we do wanna remind everybody

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