No, please don't shoot it.
(coughing)
Samuel, do something!
- (grunting) - (rattling)
(rattling)
(grunting)
(crackling)
(heavy breathing)
(Reyes screams)
(hissing)
(footsteps)
Shit!
(in native language)
We're coming in.
Shit!
Mercer, what is it?
There's something in the jungle.
What did I tell you about going in the jungle?
It's big...
(scream)
(in native language)
Go to the camp! Everybody by the fire.
Mercer stay here!
(scream)
(growling)
(squealing)
(growling)
- (thud) - (loud squeal)
(rustling)
(slithering)
(rustling)
(slithering)
(rattling)
(squeal)
(animal whistling)
Is everyone all right?
- Susana£º Yes. - Mercer?
Mercer?
My brother Joli was a Navy Pilot.
The plane he was testing, a stealth craft,
disappeared 10 months ago.
The Navy stopped looking after two months.
I didn't.
They never came to a real conclusion about what happened.
Some bullshit about...
pilot error, presumed dead.
Too good a pilot.
Too good a man.
(Toe Boy, in native language)
(in native language)
My God!
What did this?
(in native language)
Capri£º Apart from the extraordinary size,
this is inter-species mutation.
Like the small spider?
Yeah, but far more biologically advanced.
These creature seem to be evolving
at lightning speed towards becoming the ultimate predators.
I thought that was us.
If spiders were as big as cats
the human race would be finished.
Dr. Leon, we've got to take it back with us.
We've got to get ourselves back first.
You were hired to take us in and bring us out, with the specimens.
Do you have a problem?
I got one man dead, I got another man dying.
Your expedition's over, Doctor.
We head back at first light, with specimens,
if there's anyone left to carry them.
I'm sorry, sir, I can't possibly go.
I'm going to send Bear up into those hills tomorrow
to try to send a signal back to Guam.
The rest of us are heading to the beach.
Doctor, please.
You can't stay here alone.
We're going to wait for help
or until that plane is airworthy.
- Valentine, I'm staying. - Can't let you do that.
I'm not leaving without my brother.
- You can come back for him. - No.
You were hired as our pilot.
Do yourjob.
We'll meet you back at the plane tomorrow.
Yes sir.
Bear...
be careful, huh?
You bet your ass.
Mercer.
Mercer, I'll help you find your brother.
You're right.
He's here somewhere.
Just help me get these people out of here
and I'll come back with you.
- Okay. - Leon£º Where cojones is Capri?
Damn.
(soft buzzing)
I swear, when I find that gilipollas entomologist...
¦Ä When I get home I'm going to see my baby ¦Ä
¦Ä It's been long, she's feeling kind of shady ¦Ä
¦Ä But I love her, oh I love her ¦Ä
¦Ä Yes I do, yes I do.
- (laughing) - (rustling)
Yeah. That's how we do it back home, baby.
- (whoosh) - (screams)
Ahh!
Get behind me!
(rustling)
Ahh!
Don't worry about Bear, he can take care.
Let's keep moving. Let's go. Let's go.
Oh, fuck!
(Capri groans)
This is it.
Dying ecosystem.
A mutant...
a mutant, prominent,
arachnoid and reptilian features.
A predator of enormous potential,
and correctly adapted for the environment.
However, it seems to be destroying its own habitat.
Why? Huh?
(wheezing)
(squealing)
(sniffing and coughing)
Massive organic decay. That's what we're smelling.
Yeah, but from where?
From what is the more salient question.
Mercer.
What?
You better take a look at this.
My God!
Valentine£º Your brother?
I'm so sorry for you.
What did this?
(in native language)
A spider.
(in native language)
Fuck the sonofabitch that did this to you!
(wheeze)
Capri£º Web spiders produce
seven different types of silk,
sticky silk, web frame silk, egg sack silk,
dragline...
cocoon silk.
(in native language)
(Capri groans)
Capri£º It's injected some kind of nerve toxin
into my spinal column. Now so I don't feel much.
Although my nose,
does twitch occasionally.
This is truly astounding.
(Capri laughs)
Okay, I'm going to cut him loose.
No, stop! I beg you.
This stuff is stronger than steel, and besides
you can't cut me from the cocoon anymore.
My insides are feeding the eggs.
Whose eggs? What is this thing?
Capri£º I don't know.
It's spider-like.
It's massive. If it breeds successfully...
So all the other spiders are his offspring?
Yes, but they are not viable yet.
It hasn't found the right genetic combination.
Leon£º You're saying a giant spider evolved in this island
and it's trying to further adapt by evolution?
No. Nothing so large and so alien
could have evolved in our gravity.
Alien?
(rumbling)
(in native language)
What? What did you say?
(in native language)
My God, is it here?
Out here somewhere.
(grunting)
Capri£º Oh please.
What?
Kill me now.
No!
Susana, get my kit.
But he's pumped with spider toxins,
- he doesn't know what he's saying! - Miss Mercer, Capri is dying!
(Capri groans)
Can't you give him something?
To cure him?
Leon£º No.
To help him.
He's right, Loren.
It'll take a few moments, okay?
(Capri groans)
(Capri sighs and whimpers)
All spiders go to heaven.
Didn't I read that in your book?
Please take my samples back with you.
I would like this species to be named after me.
Henri Capri. I'll make sure.
(squelching)
For God's sake, let's go!
Leon£º Let's go, now!
(squealing)
- For God's sake, let's go! - Step back, now!
(Toe Boy in Native Language)
Leon£º Susana, run!
(squealing)
(in native language)
(squelching)
(squealing)
(gunshots)
Let's go!
(squeals)
(gunshots)
Enough!
No! This thing's not killing any more people!
Come on!
(growling)
Valentine£º Susana!
Wait! Wait!
Shit!
- Susana£º Get me out of here! - Hey! Hey!
Get me out of here!
(Toe Boy in native language)
Shit! Help!
- (squealing) - Leon£º Ahhh!
(in native language)
(squeals)
Get me out of here!
(Leon screams)
(squealing)
Susana£º Help me, please.
Mercer, I need some help.
I got an idea.
Okay, break it.
- There. Come on. - Okay, retreat.
Where's Leon?
Leon?
(growl)
Leon?
Susana£º What is this place?
Valentine£º Must be left over from the war.
Okay. Check all the doors and windows.
(rattling)
There's a storage room or something back there
but it's locked. We can't get in.
Mercer£º Where's Toe Boy?
I was just thinking,
I've never faced anything that I could not kill
with a loaded gun and now, I don't even have that,
I've got a 45 and a half a clip.
Valentine£º What about you?
About the same.
I still have four rounds.
(clanging)
(growling)
(groaning)
(clang)
Aww!
(loud squealing)
Ahh!
(squeals)
(groaning)
(heaving)
(loud grunting)
(groaning)
Ahh!
(squeals)
Aww!
(growls)
Uggh!
Susana£º Where is it?
I don't know.
It didn't penetrate much
but I'm not sure about the venom.
I'll be okay.
Just sit down and rest!
I'll barricade the windows and the doors.
Can you work an M-16?
You better believe it, sugar.
Good.
(Valentine shivers)
How are you feeling?
I'm cold. I've got a fever.
Thanks for asking.
Anything interesting?
I don't know.
Let me see.
Spiders are susceptible to drugs and toxins.
Maybe there's something in the med kit?
You think you want to get close enough
to that thing to give it a shot?
I don't know.
If you come across anything interesting let me know.
(crackling)
(thwak)
(crackling)
Mercer£º Quick Susana, get off your butt!
Now! Go!
Go!
(groaning)
(squeals)
What's it doing?
I don't know...
(squealing)
Mercer£º But we can't stay here.
What about the back room?
(squealing)
Shit!
Ahh!
- Are you okay? - I'm fine.
You're the female equivalent of Tarzan.
Jungles, I do fine.
Small rooms and big spiders are a problem.
(heaving outside)
What? I'm not dead yet?
No, but you will if we don't get you out.
(panting)
I don't hear it.
Mercer, do you think it's gone?
I doubt it.
I don't see it.
Take it easy, Susana.
Take it easy.
It's not out there.
Great, now take it easy.
For God's sake, I can't stay in here.
Yes we can, Susana.
- It's gone. Look! - For God's sake!
(squealing)
Susana!
Ahh!
Susana!
(screams)
(squealing)
- (thud) - (screaming)
Fuck you!
(spider squeals)
(blast)
(loud squeal)
Aggh!
- (bang) - Christ!
Shit!
(bang)
Look, look!
- Mercer£º What? - Valentine£º It must be a way out
for the war. Open it!
(bang)
Mercer£º Ahh! Are you coming?
(spider squeals)
Ahh!
(spider squeals)
Come on.
Aggh!
Mercer£º This way.
We're clear.
Okay. Okay.
I got to rest.
Just for a minute.
Awww!
Oh my...
Man's voice£º Loren...
Mean and extreme, Loren.
I've been waiting for you.
What took you so long?
Joli...
Uhh!
What's wrong, Loren?
Don't you like the new mother nature?
(screams)
Oh, shit.
What happened to you?
Ran into my man back at his village. He picked up your trail.
Did you get anywhere on the radio?
No such luck, interference everywhere.
Mercer£º He's got a fever.
Where's the rest?
Something back in the jungle...
killed my brother too.
I want it, Bear.
(gun clicks)
I want it dead.
That's why me and my man are here.
Aww!
Hey... hey.
Okay, I'm going to leave you this.
- No. - Just take it.
I'll be okay.
Don't worry. I've got her covered.
Hey, the next time you need a pilot,
don't call me.
We'll be back for you.
Hooray!
Semper fi, me and mine.
(Mercer laughs)
- Go, let's go. - Yep.
(snap)
Bear£º What in the hell?
No, That's it.
That's the cocoon.
Mercer£º It's in molt. Bear£º Molt?
When they come out of those things they're usually soft.
God, it's breeding.
Look at all those eggs.
I'm going up.
Hey, hey, going where?
I got to take a closer look. Cover me, okay?
Shit!
Okay, it's in here.
I am going to try and get it down.
Mercer£º When I do,
give it all you got.
Shit.
It's not working.
Oh no, Bear! Bear, it's waking up!
Oh my God, Bear! Bear, get out!
Bear, get out of here!
Ahh!
No Bear!
Ahh!
Oh my God, Bear!
Ahh!
(groaning)
(spider screams)
Bear, no!
(spider hisses)
Ahhh!
No!
Ahhh!
(spider groans)
(in native language)
Shit!
(spider squeals)
(spider crackling)
(spider squeals)
(squealing)
(in native language)
(squealing)
(clank)
(spider screams)
(sighs)
Fuck!
(Mercer whimpers)
(heaving)
(spider squeals)
(snipping)
(spider squeals)
(Mercer whimpers)
(groaning)
(loud squeal)
(grunting)
(spider squeals)
(whimpers)
(spider roaring)
Shit!
No fucking way!
Aggh!
(ripping)
(crackles)
(spider heaves)
Fuck!
I hate spiders.
Take it easy.
- Is it dead? - Yeah, it's dead.
Okay. Let's get the hell out of here!
Come on.
(heavy breathing)