camp
about five or six miles.
What's that?
It looks like somethin'
buried under the ice.
And look at that.
They're planting
thermite charges.
Whatever it was,
it was bigger than
that block of ice you found.
Here. This is it.
The place where they were
spendin' most of their time.
Pretty nasty out, Mac.
Thirty-five knots.
Screw it.
I'm gonna go up anyway.
Half a mile
due east.
Jesus, how long do you
figure this has been
in the ice?
Well, the backscatter effect's
been bringin' things up...
from way down around here
for a long time.
I'd say...
I'd say the ice it's buried in
is 100,000 years old, at least.
And those Norwegians
blew it up?
Yeah.
I don't know.
Thousands of years ago,
it crashes,
and this Thing...
Gets thrown out or crawls out,
and it ends up freezing
in the ice.
I just cannot believe
any of this voodoo bullshit.
Childs, it happens
all the time, man.
They're fallin'
outta the skies like flies.
Government knows
all about it.
Right, Mac?
Do you believe any
of this voodoo bullshit,
Blair?
Childs. Childs.
Chariots OfThe Gods, man.
They practically own
South America.
I mean,
they taught the Incas
everything they know.
Come on, now, MacReady.
The Norwegians get a hold
of this, and they dig it up
out of the ice.
Yes, Garry,
they dig it up.
They cart it back.
It gets thawed out, wakes up,
not in the best of moods.
I don't know. I wasn't there.
Which one of you
disrespectful men...
been tossin' his dirty drawers
in the kitchen trash can, huh?
From now on I want
my kitchen clean, germfree.
Now how's this motherfucker
wake up after thousands
of years in the ice?
And how could it
look like a dog?
I don't know how.
'Cause it's different
than us, see?
'Cause it's from outer space.
What do you want from me?
Ask him.
You buy any of this,
Blair?
Mac, removin'those things...
out of the lab
into the storeroom.
Can you come get
your stuff?
Be there
in a minute, Doc.
Through the door.
Right over here.
Right over...
Sorry, Mac. You have
to move your stuff ou...
Doc says we gotta lock him up.
Stash him in here
and lock him up.
I have to talk to you.
I'm tired of talkin',
Fuchs.
I just wanna
get up to my shack
and get drunk.
Mac, it's important.
What is it?
Outside.
It's 40 below outside.
In the Thiokol.
Please, Mac.
We ought tojust burn
these things.
Can't burn the find
of the century.
That's gonna win somebody
the Nobel Prize.
You, uh,
got the keys?
Get 'em from Garry.
I wanna get some stuff
outta here.
There's something wrong
with Blair.
He's locked himself in his room,
and he won't answer the door.
So I took one of his notebooks
from the lab.
Yeah?
Listen.
"It could have imitated
a million life-forms
on a million planets.
"Could change into
any one of them
at any time.
Now it wants life-forms
on Earth."
It's gettin' cold in here,
and I haven't slept in days.
Wait. "It needs
to be alone...
"and in close proximity
with a life-form
to be absorbed.
The chameleon strikes
in the dark."
So is Blair cracking up,
or what?
Damn it, MacReady.
"There is still
cellular activity
in these burned remains.
They're not dead yet."
Let's go, Bennings.
I gotta get some sleep.
Holy shit.
Go get the doc.
I'll get Garry.
We'll meet
in Blair's room.
It's Bennings!
Bennings was right there.
Mac, I swear to God.
It had a hold ofhim.
Windows! Windows!
Keep away from him!
Get back!
Stay back!
It isn't Bennings.
My God, what was
happening to him?
If it had more time
it would have looked, sounded
and acted like Bennings.
I don't know
what you're saying.
That was one
of those Things out there
trying to imitate him, Garry.
- Come on.
- MacReady, I know Bennings.
I've known him for ten years.