Warning Sign Page #6

Here it is. You stupid cow!

You burned the page, but you

remember the numbers, don't you?

I'm not telling you anything!

Joanie, we don't have time to be nice.

She'll talk.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

This is getting out of hand!

No! No!

I know you're frightened,

but we all want to get going.

Jesus Christ, Tippett!

It's just my way

of saying "please."

Now, look, you're killing us.

Don't you understand? No!

G44, 8 over 5.

Esac calling Marilyn

on channel 2490.

Note, we've launched

D-Con party.

Torch.

Security, this is Sheriff Morse.

Do you read me?

Come in, Joanie.

Where are you, Joanie?

Here you go, Bob.

Here you go. Drink this.

Some case of bad breath, huh?

Just give me a minute.

Give me a couple tylenols,

I'm as good as new.

Will you quit playing doctor? He's got it,

Schmidt. Any fool can see that.

Jesus!

Hey, everybody, they're here! They're

cutting through the admin door.

Hold it, hold it, hold it! If Bob

is sick, we can't take a chance.

Rates of infection can vary.

We could all have it right now.

What's the matter, Schmidt? I feel fine!

Get out of the way!

Come on, follow me!

Hurry up, get through there!

Three abreast, stay

together, no talking.

Hold it! Do not

let them through!

Hold'em!

Out of the way, boy!

Marilyn, this is Esac. We

have a casualty. Tippett.

Maybe you heard

what happened in there.

You said you might

be able to help.

Sure.

You, come with us.

Let's move it! Keep moving.

You are all under arrest.

I want everyone seated

and remain seated

until further notified.

It looks like D-Con team

is back in security.

Uh, probe to base.

Where the hell am I?

I've got four corridors

leading out of here.

You're in security.

When you leave there, bear left.

And stay out of zone "U".

It's likely to be crowded.

I'm gonna take you down the service conduit.

No one ever goes in there.

If you say so.

I, uh-- I don't like

the looks of this.

Y'all keep in contact, ya hear?

You sure you wanna

put'em through there?

Are you gonna

second guess me already?

No, but that's a tight spot.

Not much room for maneuvering.

Mr. Schmidt.

Joanie.

Joanie, did they hurt you?

Oh, Joanie, it was my fault.

You were right. Protocol one.

We're all dying, Joanie,

except you.

What happened, Mr. Schmidt?

What went wrong?

Major Connolly, you

wanna come over here?

Yes, what is it? I've got

P4 he re on the sweep.

We've been checking

it every 30 minutes.

So you have. It looks quiet.

It ought to. They're all

supposed to be dead, right?

Yeah. So where are they?

There were stiffs all over the floor.

Damn it. They've been moved.

Tilt up to the door.

That's the end of that seal. The

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