t know, underground hospital
or what?
You're a very strong-willed young lady.
- Cancer.
- You have cancer?
No, I am a Cancer.
I just want to know where I am
and what I'm doing here.
Oops. Oh, gosh.
Could you hand me that arterial...
Got it.
Well, it's up to the respirators now.
Why don't we prep the children?
When we're finished with them,
we can start on that girl.
They're so cute.
I love working with kids.
Yeah. Don't forget the lights.
Are you taking any medication?
Have you had any medication
within the last 24 hours?
Where's my sister?
Dr. Carter, may I see you a moment?
All right.
I mean, she should be here by now,
shouldn't she,
even if Hector didn't show up?
Your sister’s dead.
- What?
- I realize this comes as a shock,
but she had been exposed, and in 48 hours
she would have died anyway.
It was quite painless,
I can assure you.
You both have nice, strong hearts.
- Are we going to get shots?
- No.
No shots. I promise.
- Audrey?
- They're not back yet.
Listen, we may have a situation
on our hands here.
I can't locate Rogers
anyplace in the compound.
I can't rule out the possibility that
he may already have gone into transition.
We can't wait for Audrey.
You're gonna have to start
with the children and that one in there.
We need blood to develop the serum.
We don't have enough for everyone.
We're not robots, Doctor. We're not
all going to fall over at one time.
Some of us will last a little longer.
While others of us
have more immediate needs.
You're smart.
You can figure that out.
Psychology is not an exact science,
but, my God, man,
anybody can add two and two.
I'm very sorry about your sister.
It's a tragedy.
It truly is.
And I can understand your hostility.
But no matter how upset you are,
breaking an expensive piece
of equipment won't solve anything.
I mean, striking out at inanimate objects
is really quite childish.
Even you should be able to realize that.
Jerk.
Howdy, partner. How you doing?
- Who are you?
- The name is Hec. Hec Gomez.
Hey, them's real fine duds you got there.
You a Maytag repairman?
How did you find this place?
Well ah, this lady back in LA sent me.
Hey, you been to LA lately?
It's cleaned out, man, I'm telling you.
Hey, come here.
I want to show you something. Come on.
Hey, you know how the harbor freeway
is always bumper to bumper?
Well, you can go 150 miles an hour
if you want to.
Me and this baby,
we go through them freeways
like turkey crap through a tin horn.
Hey...
You like girls?
Look in here.
- She's dead.
- She ain't dead.
See, this lady shot her up
with sodium pentothal
to make this fellow think
she was dead,
So you wouldn't suck her blood out,
you asshole.
Son of a bitch!
Shit!
Excuse me, everyone.
I'm afraid our adolescent guest
has escaped.
She's quite hostile.
She may have already gone topside,
so please take a moment
and look around you.
Check those rooms,
and I'll check this one.
Let's go.
- Everything is under control.
- Good.
You said no shots.
This isn't a shot, sweetheart.
It'll just...
You'll just giggle
and then you'll feel a little sleepy.
That's right.
And when you wake up,
do you know where you'll be?
- Where?
- With Santa Claus at the North Pole.
In fact, you'll live with Santa Claus
for the rest of your life.
Hey, there's no such thing as Santa Claus.
What? You don't believe in Santa?
Life support systems.
- Wilson, come with me.
- Keep an eye on her.
Yes.
Now, Wilson!
Forget the door. Turn off the alarm.
I don't know.
My parents told me
never to breathe anything from strangers.
Hey!
Get your hands up.
What are you guys doing?
They said if we breathe this, we could go
to the North Pole and see Santa Claus.
- That's so sick.
- Hey!
- Holy shit!
- Whoa.
- Sam?
- I give! I give!
- They said you were dead.
- They were exaggerating totally.
- Hey, that's a great outfit.
- Thanks. Is that guy in the hallway dead?
Don't.