La scintilla Page #2

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stop something getting in here.

It happened a long time ago.

Could be related

to the civil war.

- Revenge killings, executions.

- Healy!

Corry.

No, not an explosive.

Radio transmitter.

We trip that,

it sends a signal... somewhere.

This is recent.

Seems like the good doctor s

expecting visitors.

Harris?

Harris!

Come see this now.

For f***'s sake, Williams.

Williams,

I can't see a f***ing thing.

Alright, just keep watching.

They've got company.

Someone's following them.

Jim. Come in, Jim.

Jim, come in.

Can't reach them.

Gone too deep.

Stay here.

I wouldn't touch the rest

of his stew, by the way.

Steinmann, what is it?

Are we being followed?

If we are, they're good,

they're very good.

Is it contaminated?

- Well...

- I wouldn't go drinking it.

Ah!!

You okay? Corry?

Corry? You okay?

- Clear?

- Clear?

Clear.

- What happened?

- Somebody was here.

- Did you see him?

- Yeah.

Come up behind me.

Christ, they were quiet.

I think I winged him.

Can't see anything.

There's no blood.

- Sure there was somebody?

- Yes, f***ing sure.

- So what do we do, boss?

- Go after 'em?

I say we hunt them down.

- It's like a maze down here.

- We could be searching for days.

They attacked in darkness,

so they know

the layout of the place.

We could hit an ambush,

tripwires.

We keep moving.

We stay sharp.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm just sick of these

f***ing tunnels, that's all.

Don't you find it hot?

No, no,

it's f***ing freezing down here.

Oh, f***.

Corry, hurry up.

What are you doing?

Just checking the monitors.

You seem very interested

in monitors.

I'd like you to meet Gregory.

I have high hopes for Gregory.

I think he will make

an excellent soldier.

Yeah, I'm sure he will.

Despite his obvious drawbacks.

Such as?

Gregory is from the mountains

and his Russian is rudimentary.

He only speaks local dialects

and, of course, Georgian,

as his family are from there.

I forgot...

you are from Georgia yourself,

are you not?

Tbilisi.

I'm from Tbilisi.

It's a lovely place.

Gas. Gas! Gas.

Gas! Move!

Move!

Move! Let's go! Move!

You don't bring a syringe

to a gunfight.

Keep moving!

Move! Move! Get on!

Move! Move! Move!

Let's go.

Jesus.

This is it.

The lab is here.

- The medical facility?

- This way.

This way.

Still a killer, Jim, eh?

Still a killer.

It's okay. It's a clean exit.

Don't wake me up.

Don't wake me up.

Dreaming...

Let's find Irvine.

I suspected it was you.

Down. Down.

Pre-eclampsia, type 19.

I'm trying to control it

with magnesium sulphate.

- Help me get her over there.

- Help me.

- Could I get up, please?

- This is uncomfortable.

I had to risk it.

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