Synopsis: Something has gone wrong at a remote scientific research station on Mars. All research has ceased. Communication has failed. And the messages that do get through are less than comforting. It's a level 5 quarantine and the only souls allowed in or out are the Rapid Response Tactical Squad - hardened Marines armed to the teeth with enough firepower to neutralize the enemy...or so they think.
Director(s): Andrzej Bartkowiak
Production: Universal Pictures
  3 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
105 min

In the year 2026...

archaeologists working

in the Nevada desert...

discovered a portal

to an ancient city on Mars.

They called this portal

the Ark.

Twenty years later,

we're still struggling

to understand...

why it was built...

and what happened

to the civilization

that built it.

Dr. Carmack!

Dr. Carmack!

Dr. Carmack!

Dr. Carmack!

This is Dr. Carmack,

Classified Research,

Olduvai, ID 6627.

We've had a Level 5 breach.

Implement quarantine

procedures immediately.

Implement quarantine

procedures now.

Reading you

loud and clear, General.

Union Aerospace has requested

assistance to contain...

a Level 5 breach

at their Olduvai facility.

How many personnel involved?

Six scientists

are under lockdown

in a high-security lab...

where the breach occurred.

Another 79 UAC employees

are on site.

Ark travel has been suspended.

What's the objective?

Code red.

Assess level of threat.

Assess level of threat.

Protect and retrieve

UAC property.

Maintain quarantine

at both Ark portals

by any means necessary.

Use extreme prejudice?

Extreme prejudice.

If necessary,

search and destroy. Over.

Search and destroy.

Orders received

and understood. Out.

Oh, you're trying to get

nasty now, huh?

Now you dead. You dead,

sucker. All right, all right.

You wanna bring your boys?

You wanna bring your boys?

I don't believe this.

I confess to God the father.

Oh, yeah!

I need help.

The wall, man.

I don't believe this shit.

Six months

without a weekend...

the goddamned transporters

are five minutes late.

And that's five minutes of

R and R I ain't never gonna

get back.

Hey, relax, baby.

We're on vacation.


This game's layered, man.

Where you going, Portman?

I'm going down to El Honto...

and I'm gonna lock myself

in a motel room...

with a bottle of tequila

and three she-boys.

You're sick, man.

I'm sick of your filth,


He speaks.

What's it gonna be, Reaps?

An armed conflict

someplace quiet?

Yeah, a little relaxing

jungle warfare?

Or maybe you're just gonna

stay right here.

Spending my time

doing pushups.

Listen up, men.

Leave is canceled.

Oh, man. I just...

I don't believe this shit.


Got a problem with that, Duke?

Me, Sarge?

Hell, no, I love my job.

What's up, Sarge?

We got us a game.


Son, you are now

in the Rapid Response

Tactical Squad...

the RRTS.

Fall in.

All dressed up and

nowhere to go, huh, Portman?

Kid, don't forget your rattle.

Shut up, Portman.

Not this time, John.


We can handle this one.

You're bullshitting me.

No, I'm not bullshitting.

We're going to Olduvai.


Take the leave.

Is that an order?

It's a recommendation.

See you when I get back.

Aircraft ready to load.

Copy that.

Great vacation.

Damn, they go quick.

Almost like

we've never been away.

We're a go.

All systems are green.

Prepare for takeoff.

Okay, Sarge, roger.

RRTS Special Ops

clearance verified.

Handle ID:

Daddy's home.

Handle ID:

Handle ID:

Handle ID:

Handle ID:
The Kid.

"The Kid"?

Handle ID:

Say my name, baby.

RRTS Special Ops

clearance verified.

Handle ID:

I can't believe

we're going through the Ark.

Don't worry, Kid.

You're gonna love it.

All set?

Yes, sir.

RRTS Special Ops

clearance verified.

Handle ID:

Take us up!

RRTS air 6,

we're airborne and en route.

You know, Kid, it's funny.

A couple of days ago

I asked Sarge for

a little pussy.

The next day he brought you

onto the team.

Don't give me

an excuse, Portman.

No one here will miss you.

Men, look in.

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