that,
you can scratch one doctor
and one pilot.
This is real thin. It'll clear
as soon as you get up.
It's up to you, Mac.
If you don't wanna fly,
we don't fly.
You really wanna save
those crazy Swedes, huh?
Norwegians.
Which way, Doc?
Southwest.
You're gonna have
to read the map.
Mac's really taking
it up, huh?
He knows
what he's doin'.
Nauls, will you turn
that crap down?
I'm trying to get some sleep.
I was shot today.
Read, bwana.
Will do.
#Writing's on the wall #
#Very superstitious #
Anybody there?
Hey, Sweden!
They're not Swedish, Mac.
They're Norwegian.
Mac!
My God.
What the hell
happened here?
Come on, Doc.
- Portable video unit.
Anything?
- It's all in Norwegian.
What are you doin', Doc?
Could be important work.
I wanna take it back.
Well, it's gettin' late.
Let's hurry it up.
I'll check out
the last few rooms.
Hey, Copper,
come here.!
Maybe they found a fossil,
the remains of some animal
buried in the ice,
and they chopped it out.
But where is it?
Look at this.
What is that?
Is that a man in there
or something?
Whatever it is,
they burned it up
in a hurry.
Help me find
a shovel, Doc.
We found this.
Jesus Christ.
Blair, I'd like you to start
an autopsy right away.
Did you reach
anybody yet?
Reach anybody?
We're a thousand miles
from nowhere, man,
and it's gonna get worse
before it gets better.
Well, stick to it, Windows.
Stick to it.
Nothin' wrong
with this Norwegian,
physiologically anyway.
No drugs, no alcohol.
Nothing.
Hmm?
Well, what we got here
is what appears to be,
anyway,
a normal set
of internal organs.
Heart, lungs,
kidneys, liver.
Intestines.
Seem to be normal.
One, door number two
and door number three.
And I think that Dawn Screen
here has got the one
to trade in the most.
I went to you first.
You brought your friend Anna.
You've been consulting Anna
all through the show anyhow.
You may as well consult her
one more time.
I know how this one ends.
Clark, will you put
this mutt with the others
where he belongs?
Yeah, okay.
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
What are you waiting for?
I don't know what
the hell's in there,
but it's weird and pissed off,
whatever it is.
Bennings, go get Childs.
What is this?
What's goin' on?
Hey, Palmer,
what is this?
I don't know.
Childs, Mac wants
the flamethrower.!
Mac wants the what?
That's what he said.
Now, move!
Damn it.
- Stay back.
- Hey, Mac, what is it?
- Don't! No!
- Get away!
Get back! Get back!
Get your ass
over here!
Burn it.
Damn it, Childs.
Torch it!
Oh, my God.
Oh!
Oh!
Look.
Son of a bitch. Oh.
You see, what we're
talking about here...
is an organism that
imitates other life-forms,
and it imitates 'em perfectly.
When this Thing
attacked our dogs,
it tried to digest 'em,
absorb them,
and in the process,
shape its own cells
to imitate them.
This, for instance...
That's not dog.
It's imitation.
We got to it before
it had time to finish.
Finish what?
Finish imitating
these dogs.
Easy, easy.
Good.
Easy, easy.
Clark.
Yeah?
Did you notice anything strange
about the dog, anything at all?
Strange? No.
What was the dog doin'
in the rec room?
I don't know.
He was just wandering
around camp all day.
Are you sayin'to me the dog
wasn't put in the kennel
until last night?
Right.
How long were you alone
with that dog?
I don't know. An hour.
Hour and a half, maybe.
What the hell you lookin'
at me like that for?
I don't know.
What?
I don't know.
It's probably nothin'.
It's nothin'at all.
How much more
of this crap
is there?
Oh, about nine hours,
I'd say.
We can't learn
anything from this.
Guess not.
Where'd they take
these shots?
Seems like they were spendin'
a lot of their time...
in a little place
northeast of their