Let me help. I want to do something.
Nick
Okay. I want you to go and bully a few traumatized bystanders, and then I want you to come up with some spin to just smooth all this away.
You don’t approve of me, do you?
Nick
No, I used to think you were really something, but you’re not that person.
Am I supposed to understand that?
Nick
No, I guess not.
How long has the body been here?
Nick
I don't know. A week; a month.
If it's been that long, the anomaly could have formed before the detector came online, which would mean there's nothing wrong with it, guys.
Nick
Yeah, there's one problem. The sabretooth may well have killed the guy, but it sure as hell didn't dig a trench ten feet deep and bury his body.
[Connor pilots a robotic probe through an anomaly]
Nick
It's pre-Carboniferous. Maybe Ordovician or Silurian. There's no dinosaurs, no mammals, and no birds... wait a minute, what's that?
Nick
She's looking for her dog.
There's nothing really in the Silurian to injure her. We're talking a few basic plants and some bugs.
Bug size, I think. As far as periods go, it's a pretty safe one to get lost in.
TTaylor
Would you rather die of thirst, or be eaten? I think I'd rather be eaten. At least it's quick. Two bites, done. You're like four or five bites, so it'd be worse for you.
Nick
Can you not try and be positive for five minutes? You know, hopeful?
TTaylor
We're probably the best food around. Imagine you're a giant sand beast, living on nothing but millipedes. Then you get to taste people for the first time, all gooey and warm. We'd be like a delicacy. Who do you think they'll eat first?
Nick
Why don't you sing a song, or whistle, or... something, damn it, just don't talk?
My worst nightmare in one sentence.
[just coming off phone] Mammoth on the M25!
Nick
Columbian mammoth!
The flavour is immaterial!
Actually sir, the Columbian is a hairless species—
I don't care if it's shaved its legs and gotten a bikini wax, it's on a motorway in broad daylight!
[after Nick kills a future predator by pulling off its neural clamp] Clearly a design fault. We'll have to correct that in the others.
Nick
What others? [looks up to see over a dozen similarly-chipped predators in the rafters]
I wouldn't bother trying to escape; they'll rip you to pieces before you can blink! My very own Praetorian Guard...they'll make me untouchable!
Nick
[on the Future Predators] You really think you can keep them locked up for long?
Well, properly chipped, they're no more dangerous than a car or an aeroplane. A machine designed for human use.
Nick
No, that's not how it's gonna work, Oliver. Because one day they're going to escape, and then when they do, they're going to kill all of us. It's the end of the human race you're looking at.
[gasps in mock terror] I'd love to stand around and discuss your apocalyptic fantasies all day, but I've got work to do.
You've had your chance to surrender, Leek.
I still have twelve creatures out there. One command from me, and there'll be absolute chaos.
Oh, Cutter didn't tell you? That clever little virus of his sent us the contents of your hard disk. We've got names, locations, all sorts of useful stuff. We're just mopping up the last of your menagerie now. Oh, and Jenny just phoned. You have... oh, just a few minutes before we join you. Now if you don't mind, I think there's some snooker on the other channel. [Cutter and the ARC staff snigger]
[furious] Have you ever seen a man torn in half on live TV, Lester!? Call a halt to your men, or I shall order the creatures to dismantle Professor Cutter, joint by joint!
[coldly] The government does not negotiate with terrorists!
30 seconds, then they kill him! Your choice!
Nick
James, don't do it, I'm not important!
Unfortunately, I agree with Professor Cutter. No individual's life is worth greater than the safety of the public...
[boredly] Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two-!
[At the last moment, NIck places the neural clamp into a circuit box. The electricity short-circuits all the devices, releasing the predators from Leek's control. As Cutter escapes, the predators descend en masse and tear Leek apart, watched by Lester and his staff]
[emotionlessly] Switch that off, will you?
[after learning Helen has lied to him] I so badly wanted to believe you. [to Nick] BUT THAT DOESN'T PUT YOU IN THE RIGHT!
Nick
Stephen, there's a whole army of predators down here! If even one of them makes it above ground level, there's gonna be no one left! Now if you want to help people, we have to do this!
They're too powerful, Nick! Nothing you can do!
Nick
Well then, you're gonna have to think of something, or else we're all gonna die! Now you brought them here, you know them! [pause]
The siren...the creatures associate the sound with food. They'll come back to the cage room whenever they hear it.
Nick
And if we can lock them in with the predators, then they'll destroy each other! Come on then!
Nick
WAIT! I can't close the door! Well otherwise they're gonna get back out!
We can only do that from in there now. The control's on the other side, but whoever does it will be locked in. [as they speak, the creatures are racing towards the room].
Nick
Then one of us has got to go back in. [resigned] I'll do it.
You'll never make it out!
Nick
Get out of here. [whispers in Stephen's ear] Just remember Lester's not the enemy.
[pleadingly] Nick, please!
[Stephen shakes his head. As Nick turns back to face Helen, Stephen punches him in the face, knocking him to the floor. As he recovers, the sound of the door slamming is heard. Nick leaps back to his feet and looks through the door's viewport]
Nick
[horrified] STEPHEN!
Sorry mate, I'm doing this one.
Nick
No, open the door! OPEN IT!
[smiling sadly] Can't do it, Nick. Can't take the risk.
Nick
Stephen, open the door!
Tell Abby and Connor...to stay out of trouble.
[As Nick watches, the creatures enter the room and surround Stephen. The pair share one last look before Stephen is ripped apart]
[Dr. Page is surrounded by ARC soldiers at the British Museum]
Nick
Stay where you are. Who are you?
Nick
I'm Nick Cutter.
...okay... I assume you're some kind of thief?
Nick
Actually, I'm a professor.
I've never seen a professor with a gun before.
Nick
...it's a pretty specialized field.