Creepozoids

Is someone out there?

Who's out there?

Hello?

Come on, let's go.

What do you think?

I think it's spooky.

I don't know.

It looks abandoned.

OK.

R and R. Five minutes.

What the hell are we stopping for?

We ought to be double timing.

Ow!

What's wrong?

It's bursitis.

What?

It's like tennis elbow, except I get it in my shoulder.

Are you belly aching again?

It's sensitive!

I'll show you sensitive.

Whoa, whoa.

It's about to rain.

I don't see any rain.

There.

Aw, shit.

OK, we've got to find cover.

There, this building.

Hey, there's a door!

For right now, be careful.

What do you think?

Could be anything.

May be penetrated.

Yeah, by us.

Quiet.

They could still be in here.

Who?

Could be friendly.

Nah, not with our kind of luck.

Hello?

Anybody home!

Hey, you left the lights on!

Go for it.

Mice.

Rats, I can smell them.

Yeah, OK, OK.

Let's do a little recon.

Blanca, you and Butch over there.

Kate, you and I over here.

40 paces, no further.

Now rendezvous back here in five minutes.

Maybe we shouldn't.

We don't know what's in there.

Yeah, well, we're going to fucking find out.

Now let's hump it.

40 paces.

No farther.

What about me?

Come on.

You don't think this setup's weird?

I just think they left in a hurry, that's all.

Like us.

Come on.

Let's check the next one.

Come on.

Come on!

Let's go.

What do you think?

Probably livestock food.

They need a continuous supply, and

by breeding their own stock, it could be indefinite.

I don't think so.

Why not?

Well, what else then?

I'm not sure.

All right.

Let's try another room.

Whew!

I could sack out right here, no problem.

Whoa!

Careful, there.

Oh, god, I hope it works.

Hey, stop!

It could be contaminated.

Give me a break.

If this is poisoned, give me more.

Oh, shit.

No use wasting it.

Well, let's get us some chow, and that's all I'll ever need.

Leave it to Jesse to find the latrine first.

Hey, come on!

More than three shakes, and you're whacking it.

Hey!

Mess hall's down here.

Fucking great.

Count us in!

Shit.

Come on, easy now.

He can't hurt you.

I move we sit right here, wait this damn war out.

Don't move for a couple of 10 years or so.

Let the suckers upstairs blow up from the radiation.

I mean, we've got it made here.

It sounds like a plan to me.

I like it.

What do you say?

We'll see what happens.

You got some bug in your butt about this place?

That's right.

So do I.

You two want to go back out and fry in the rain?

I just think we should keep our options open, that's all.

Hey, we will check it out.

We will just check it out.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

This soldier is optioning herself

into a hot shower for a couple hundred light years.

I better go stand guard duty.

What are you doing?

Standing guard.

No, you're not.

90% of household accidents happen in the bath.

I'm standing guard.

No, you're not.

I'm not?

No.

You're going to come and soap my backside.

What's the matter?

Can't you handle it?

I can handle anything.

Well then, look alive, soldier.

Oh, you're a big help.

Mm.

Slow.

Slow.

You find anything yet?

Not a lot.

Well, you figure out what this place is?

This thing's code crazy.

But by the look of the lab and, uh, this--

What's that?

Amino acids.

What?

Amino acids.

They're um-- they're building blocks for life.

Those are the ones the human body can produce on its own.

You know a lot about this stuff?

I was a biochem major when they drafted me.

Stuck me in a poison gas outfit.

You were a gasser?

Hey, it's not like I asked for it.

They assigned me.

Anyway, we didn't get a chance to use the puking gas,

not when the MIOBs came in.

So I just ran.

We all ran, didn't we?

Did you get a fix on our location?

We're 400 miles from New LA.

If there's anything left closer, I couldn't get any indication.

You know, I can get an uplink on this.

I think there might be something nearby.

Don't do that.

We're deserters, remember?

So what the hell were they doing with these meanie acids,

anyway?

Amino acids.

Whatever.

What were they doing?

Were they synthesizing them?

Making them artificially?

It's been done years ago.

This is something else, something new.

Something important by the looks of this place.

It's incredibly fortified and maybe not empty.

What do you mean?

Earlier I thought somebody was watching me.

We could stay up all night telling ghost stories,

but let's not.

Come on, relax.

This place is dead now, and it's ours.

"October 13.

It's gotten unbearable.

The communication with New LA has

been curtailed for some reason, nobody will tell me.

I've been iced out of some major decisions,

and it's getting ridiculous.

The whole thing has turned from biomedical

to social engineering.

How many people can you cram into an enclosed space

before somebody blows up?"

"October 15.

I skipped a day.

Bennet was snooping around the bookshelf.

He must know something.

He hasn't gone near the books in months.

Had a weird thought.

What if Bennet were drinking the stuff himself?

Maybe he's sprinkling it in the food.

Wouldn't put it past him, the weasel.

It's a funny joke, ha, ha.

But it creeped me out for half the morning.