( humming )
( men speaking indistinctIy over radio )
( radio static whining )
Man on radio: Air unit 3 confirming impact extends beyond Sector 7.
Man #2: Roger that.
( heIicopter whirring )
- Mr. Garcia. - Yes, sir, you must be Dr. Yates.
WeIcome to the worId's biggest environmentaI disaster.
Have you been briefed?
OnIy that six hours ago, the BIack Sea ceased to exist.
FoIIow me.
The central seabed was hit by a cIuster
of deep-focus earthquakes ranging from 6 to 7.8.
- ( computer beeping ) - The quakes Iasted 12 minutes,
opening severaI crevices up to 60 miles wide
and hundreds of miIes deep.
133,000 cubic miIes of water disappeared into the Earth.
ThankfuIIy, we were abIe to dam the Bosphorus
before it affected the gIobaI ocean system.
lt's hard to believe, but this couId have been worse.
It couId aIso have struck a populated area.
True enough.
It stiII feeIs Iike a nightmare.
The environmentaI and economic aftermath are just--
it's Iike nothing we've ever deaIt with.
- ( typing ) - "Begins at the BIack Sea.
The Earth opens wide and drinks deep,
taking back what she has bestowed."
What exactIy are you referring to?
It's a prophecy made by Rupert Crane.
The famous writer who disappeared?
Yeah, that's him.
Agent Garcia, I didn't catch what department you're with.
NationaI Defense.
What does this have to do with NationaI Defense?
I'm sorry. I can't discIose that, Dr. Yates.
- Thank you for your time. - ( ringing )
Sir. Yes.
- ( computers beeping ) - ( clamoring )
AII right, we've got major seismic activity
a haIf miIe underground.
Yes, sir, it's exactIy what Crane predicted.
( Ioud rumbIing )
General, l'm going to have to caII you back.
We're experiencing a tremor.
We're moving back to base camp
untiI this area stabiIizes. Let's pack up.
Dr. Yates, the seabed, it's cracking!
Let's get out of here. Let's go.
- Yates: Leave it, move, move! - ( shouting )
Come on, Iet's go! Move, peopIe, move!
( engine sputtering )
Man: Garcia, get in, Iet's go!
- ( men and women shouting ) - Man: Move 'em out!
( tires screech )
Garcia: Faster!
Garcia: Faster! Damn it!
Look out. Look!
Turn, turn, Iook out!
CorporaI.
Garcia: Oh, God.
( groans )
( gasping )
( diaIing phone )
( ringing )
- Woman: CentraI Command. - This is Agent Garcia.
Roger, Garcia, go ahead.
Lock onto this position
and send a chopper ASAP.
Stand by for... ( continues indistinct )
TV announcer: In breaking news, the disaster
at the BIack Sea continues to get worse.
The enormous cracks that swaIIowed the sea
are growing in size and have spread into populated areas.
Massive evacuations are now taking pIace
within a 200-miIe radius of the seashore.
Funds and resources from around the gIobe
are fIowing into that area.
The environmental impact and Ioss of Iife is unprecedented.
Man: At exactIy 10:00 a.m.,
I need you to handIe this very delicately.
FoIIow my instructions and the book is yours.
Sure thing, Mr. Crane. You have my word.
Thank you.
lt's a pleasure doing business with you.
- Goodbye, Mr. LoweII. - ( clicks )
( Iaughs )
Eric, we need to taIk.
Get in here.
Eric: What's up?
What do you know about this author Rupert Crane?
SeIf-procIaimed prophet,
disappeared eight or nine years ago.
10. Guy's a modern-day Nostradamus.
He prophesied 9/11 , the Iraq War, a few big disasters.
Then he vanished after "Desert CandIe" became a best seIIer,
and he made his Iast pubIisher rich.
Now he wants to pubIish his next book,
guess who he caIIs?
SidweII PubIishing.
Crazy, huh? Right out of the bIue.
So I want you to go and pick up his compIeted manuscript.
Where's he Iive?
WeII, he's been Iiving off the grid in the mountains of British CoIumbia.
Seriously? And you want me to go pick it up?
Yeah.
WeII, why doesn't he just emaiI it like any normal person would?
You know, for a guy that can see the future,
you'd think he'd have some basic understanding of the present.
This guy doesn't do emaiI. He's paranoid.
He thinks the government's after him, but, believe me,
this trip's gonna be worth the troubIe. You're Ieaving earIy tomorrow morning.
You gotta be at some diner by 10:00. We already purchased your tickets.
- I can't. I got a fight tomorrow. - WeII, you'II just have to canceI.
WeII, why can't you get somebody eIse?
- I'm just a proofreader. - Nope, has to be you.
Listen, Sam, isn't there anyone eIse that can go?
- Hey, who signs your paychecks? - This is ridicuIous.
Since when do we do personal pickups?
Because this was the deaI breaker. Crane asked for you by name.
- I don't know a Rupert Crane. - Yeah, weII, he seems to know you.
( rumbIing )
Woman: What is it?
- What the heII is that? - l don't know.
Woman: Hang on, hang on!
- You guys! - ( gIass breaks )
Man: I'm sorry. I'm gonna have to caII you back.
Woman: Whoa!
- ( Eric grunts ) - ( panting )
- You okay? - Yeah, yeah, I think it stopped.
- That feIt Iike an earthquake. - An earthquake in New York?
( car aIarms bIaring )
I bet it's in Crane's new manuscript.
- Sam: Hey, everybody okay? - Man: Yeah.
Sam: Wanda, Marty, you guys okay?
- Man: Yeah, thanks, Sam, I'm okay. - ( siren wailing )
( hammering )
Hey, guys, here, gather around. l wanna show you something.
This is a fragment of an aboriginaI caIendar wheeI,
marking a cataclysmic disaster that happened 26,000 years ago.
lt's referenced in aImost every ancient cuIture.
The Mayans Iink this disaster to an event
which we're going through right now--
the aIignment of our soIar system with the gaIactic equator.
l wish l could say that science and technoIogy
have done away with doomsday paranoia surrounding these events,
but, you know,
- there's aIways a few kooks out there. - ( laughing )
- Brooke. ( panting ) - Yeah?
Sorry, guys, l'm just gonna have to interrupt for a minute.
- You're not gonna beIieve this. - What is it?
I've got Rupert Crane on the Iine.
You're joking.
This wouId be a pretty obscure, seriousIy not funny joke if it was.
Sounds serious. I think you shouId take it.
- Okay. - ( phone beeps )
Mr. Crane?
Crane: Miss CaIvin, the aIignment
of our soIar system with the gaIactic equator
may not be as harmIess as you think.
I was just discussing that. How couId you know?
There's a lot l know about you, Miss CaIvin.
I'm in desperate need of your knowIedge,
specifically your main area of studies.
Are you writing a book on ancient civiIizations?
I'm referring to the Moai heads on Easter lsland.
We need to meet, immediateIy.
Mr. Crane, if this is you,
I'm fIattered that you tracked me down,
but I'm on a fieId trip right now.
l have classes. It'II have to be next week.
It has to be tomorrow. New York wiII be next.
What do you mean "next"?
The BIack Sea was just the beginning, Miss CaIvin.
I trust you'II make the right decision and meet with me.
We'II be in touch.
( cIicks )
Man: Voice recognition anaIysis confirmed his identity,
but we onIy picked up the end of the conversation.
When was the recording made?
2:30 p.m. in New York at the SidweII PubIishing House.
lt was short. Crane knew to avoid the usuaI keywords
that would have triggered a fuII recording.
lt figures. For a civilian, he's turned out to be one sIippery son of a gun.
You think he's resurfacing because of his Black Sea prediction?
- WeII, it's certainIy part of it. - ( beeps )
Crane: I need you to handIe this very deIicateIy.
FoIIow my instructions and the book is yours.
Sam: Sure thing, Mr. Crane.
- You have my word. - Crane: Thank you.
Sam: lt's a pleasure doing business with you.
- Goodbye, Mr. LoweII. - We got a trace?
We're stiII working on it.
The call was rerouted. We couIdn't get a soIid Iock.
- Get an agent to shadow LoweII. - ( ceII phone rings )
GeneraI, it's Agent Garcia.
We got a Iead on Rupert Crane.
( sighs )
Officer: AII right, John, watch your head.
Try to keep him out of troubIe.
Gramps, you have to stop doing this. You're gonna end up in jaiI.
They confiscated my truck. We need to borrow Andy's.
No, Gramps,
you need to stop going over there and trespassing.
lt's our sacred place. Oh, and bring extra food,
bIankets, and bring the rifIe.
The rifIe? Are we hunting?
No, I suspect we'II need it for protection.
Protection from who? Grandpa, you're not making any sense.
We need to foIIow the vision, Raven.
AII wiII be reveaIed.
Great, trust the vision.
Man: Great. Thanks.
( man whistIing )
TV announcer: Magnitude 5.6 earthquake
that rattIed New York City.
Reports have been coming in of growing seismic activity
aIong western North America...
Hi.
This is 1200 Chester Road, right?
Yeah, what can I get for you?
Nothing, I'm fine.
PeopIe come here to order food.
Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm just waiting for somebody.
Are you Eric Fox?
Yeah, how'd you know that?
I was toId you'd be stopping by right about now.
I got an enveIope for you.
Guy who dropped it off paid me 20 bucks.
You're Iucky. Otherwise, I'd make you order Iunch.
- When did you get this? - Three days ago.
I didn't even know I was coming three days ago.
- ( aIarm bIaring ) - ( shouting )
- ( ceII phone rings ) - HeIIo. HeIIo.
- Sam, it's Eric. - Yeah, Fox, is that you?
- ( static crackling ) - Hey, Sam, can you hear me?
Where the heII are you, and did you get the manuscript?
Yeah, look, I'm at the address.
Crane isn't here, and he Ieft me this handwritten map.
- ( rumbIing ) - Sam, hoId on a second.
- What? l can't hear you. - Whoa, are you feeIing that?
Whoa, we got a bit of a tremor happening.
- I can't hear a word you're saying. - Sam.
We're evacuating the buiIding. It's another earthquake.
Sam, can you hear me?
Let me caII you back when I get downstairs.
( rumbIing )
Eric: Sam.
Sam, Sam, are you okay?
Sam, can you hear me? Sam!
Sam, are you there?
Sparks: As you aII know, we're experiencing
major tectonic disturbances.
l can now report we've found a correIation.
This is Earth's soIar system in orbit
around the gaIactic equator.
Just as our Earth has an equator,
so does our soIar system and our galaxy.
Every 26,000 years,
the soIar system's equator aIigns
with the gaIactic equator.
Up untiI this morning, aII research pointed
to this being compIeteIy harmIess.
We now know New York and the BIack Sea are reIated
to this ceIestiaI event.
We're predicting this tectonic activity wiII increase
as we get cIoser to the gaIactic equator.
Has this report been reIeased?
Only internally. l wish l had more information for you, GeneraI SIate,
but the entire team is working on it,
- and, I promise, you'II be briefed... - ( buzzer )
- ...as soon as we Iearn more. - Excuse me.
Crane wouId've seen this coming.
Instead of using his psychic power for his country,
he hides whiIe New York crumbIes and thousands die.
lf we find him, do you think he'II cooperate?
He didn't 10 years ago.
I doubt that he wiII now, but if we can get our hands
- on that unpubIished manuscript... - ( ceII phone rings )
...we can prepare for what's coming down the pipe.
- Give ourseIves a fighting chance. - Excuse me, GeneraI.
Garcia.
What's his name?
MobiIize an extraction team and wait for my orders.
We just picked up a caII from Eric Fox.
He's an employee at the SidweII PubIishing House.
- He's going to meet Crane. - ( dialing )
- Where? - SaItwood, British CoIumbia.
( ringing )
You've reached Sam LoweII with the joke of the day.
How many publishers does it take to change a IightbuIb?
Three. One to change it, two to hoId down the author.
- Leave your name and number. - ( beeps )
Sam, it's Eric. Come on, buddy, you gotta caII me back.
I'm worried about you. I just want to know what the heII's going on.
Woman on radio: We interrupt this broadcast
with breaking news.
We have just verified the report of a devastating earthquake
striking New York City
at 1 :00 p.m. Eastern Standard Time.
Lower Manhattan is compIeteIy underwater,
and scattered reports describe a quake
that has cracked the Earth aIong the Eastern Seaboard
of North America.
Live footage shows buiIding after buiIding
crumbIing to the ground.
EarIy figures indicate hundreds of thousands of peopIe are dead,
with miIIions more dispIaced.
The devastation is on an epic scaIe.
Are you Iistening to the news?
HaIf of New York is gone.
We're dealing with severe gIobaI earthquakes.
This isn't the time to be going into the woods
to chat with some hack Nostradamus wannabe.
Brooke: He's not a hack.
He told me this would happen. What if Crane's a true prophet?
What if he's a crackpot who Iikes to mind-meld with squirrels?
Listen, Brooke, peopIe become hermits for a reason.
Nine times out of 10 it's because they're nuts.
He's not nuts. He said he needed my heIp,
and I beIieve him.
Okay, okay. I get it.
Just keep in touch, okay?
- l want updates. - AII right, I'II caII you Iater.
Raven: Uh, l think that's caIIed vandaIism.
I caII it fueI.
I'II use it to start our campfire.
Grandpa, are you sure about this?
- About what? - About your vision.
I toId you, it must be foIIowed.
Yeah, but is it that important?
FuIfiIIing this vision
is the singIe most significant act of my life.
That sounds pretty important.
Important for you as weII. You're part of the vision.
Come, I'II show you.
Let's move.
More waIk, Iess taIk.
Mr. Crane.
lt's Eric Fox from the pubIishing house.
Mr. Crane, I need to speak with you.
Something terribIe has happened.
Mr. Crane?
Mr. Crane, it's Eric Fox from SidweII PubIishing.
What the heII?
( gasps )
Who are you?
Garcia: Freeze! Government agents!
Brooke: I'm not going anywhere with you!
( groans )
HeIIo.
( groaning )
What's going on?
I have no idea.
Why isn't he moving?
He's dead.
Oh, my God.
Brooke: Who are you?
Whoa.
That's insane, okay?
I saw you come through the door before you came through.
Okay.
Who are you?
Look, my name's Eric Fox.
I'm from a pubIishing house in New York, okay?
And l just came up here to pick up Crane's new book.
- Did you kill him? - No, of course I didn't kiII him.
Okay, I'm just trying to make sense of this, too.
AII right, pIease, reIax.
Okay, I want your ID.
- Now! - Oh, my God.
Look, I'm just going for my wallet.
See?
Eric Fox.
Who are you?
Brooke CaIvin.
I'm an archeoIogy professor.
Rupert Crane caIIed me yesterday, and he said he needed my heIp.
- Are you sure that's him? - Yeah, it's him.
Oh, my God.
Yeah, I think he's had some sort of brain aneurysm
or seizure or something.
What's wrong with you?
You know, I can't even put to words exactIy.
- Eric: I don't know. - "Eric and Brooke pIay the tape now"?
You're Eric.
He knew we were gonna meet.
- The camcorder. - We shouId caII the poIice.
I think we shouId pIay the tape first.
- No, no, we shouIdn't touch anything. - It's not Iike it's a murder.
- No, you teII that to the poIice. - Look, l'm playing the tape.
That's my caIendar wheeI,
and that's me. How wouId he know?
You were probably in one of his visions.
Crane: I apoIogize to you both
for finding me in such a shocking state
and for the task that lies ahead.
He knew we'd find him dead.
Crane: I've burdened you both with a very important mission,
one that I can't compIete myseIf.
Eric,
there is no new manuscript.
I brought you here
to pass onto you an item
of utmost importance.
This rod that I am hoIding...
is the key to the future.
And I'm giving it to you.
It's your birthright.
My birthright?
What the hell is he taIking about?
Both of you, take the camcorder and take the rod
and pIay the rest of the tape
when you reach the Iake.
Oh, and one more thing, Eric,
you need to step on the painted rock.
The painted rock?
l suggest you hurry. You're in great danger.
Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why wouId we be in danger?
When a guy that sees the future teIIs you to run,
you ask questions Iater.
I stiII think we shouId call the police.
Did you not hear what Crane said?
We don't have much time.
Okay, IittIe reminder here, that guy is dead,
and when I came in here, you were acting like you were coming off
some kind of a bad acid trip.
Listen to me, okay?
When--
when I touched--
we gotta trust him, aII right?
( exhaIes )
- Team one in position. - Go!
Freeze!
- Mr. Crane? - ( door opens )
Man: CIear!
Man: CIear.
AII cIear.
Garcia: Target's dead.
They look like government agents.
I think maybe they're after Crane.
Henning, search the kitchen.
We shouId teII them we found him dead.
- I think it's a bad idea. - You can't stop me, okay?
Brooke, I think these guys
are going to start shooting at us.
You think? Based on what?
l don't know. Maybe it was a vision.
So you're teIIing me you can see the future now?
WeII, it's more Iike a gut feeIing
on images I saw.
- Saw where? - Back inside the cabin.
Okay, for a split second, they compIeteIy fiIIed my head.
- ( twig cracks ) - Oops.
Damn it. I think they heard that.
( bird squawking )
( rumbIing )
Earthquake! Come on, out of here, boys.
- Come on, guys. - Let's go, gentIemen.
( trees snapping )
I think it's over.
Brooke, we shouId get out of here.
Garcia: Just a tremor.
I'm going to keep searching for the manuscript.
Organize a sweep. Maybe Crane's visitors are cIose.
Yes, sir.
What the heII are you doing?
- Get down. - I'm not going anywhere with you!
Freeze! Government agents!
Eric: The painted rock.
Don't move! Hands in the air.
( gunshot )
- Eric: Get down! - Brooke: What?
- ( expIosion ) - Ah!
- ( coughs )
Garcia: HoId your fire!
( coughing )
Hunt them down, but stay on your toes.
This whoIe area couId be rigged with more expIosives.
And, Henning, bring them in aIive.
We need them interviewed, and we need that manuscript.
- Go. - Yes, sir.
Eric: You okay?
No, l'm not okay. They tried to kiII us.
We just got to keep moving, keep as much distance
between them and us as possibIe.
Hey, hey! I don't even know you, okay?
Crane is dead, and now you're acting Iike you're some kind of...
prophet in rock starjeans.
Okay, Brooke, Iook at me, okay?
I don't know what's going on right now, okay?
But what I do know is when l touched this,
I saw things before they happened,
so whatever Crane was working on,
it's bigger than the both of us, and it couId affect this entire worId,
and for some reason, the two of us are part of it.
We don't know that.
Brooke, he said that we need to work together, right?
As crazy as that sounds,
I beIieve him.
Now whatever I set off back there,
it's onIy sIowing them down.
Now we need to keep moving.
- ( static crackIes ) - Garcia: Henning, do you read?
Henning, come in.
Did you find them?
Sir, Iooks Iike we've Iost their traiI.
We're going to need air support.
Fall back. GeneraI SIate is en route.
But, sir, there's still a chance that they couId be--
PuII back, Henning. I need you here.
We'II get IocaI Iaw enforcement to do a sweep of the surrounding area.
- The generaI wants a briefing. - Roger that.
AII right, puII back.
He knew it.
Somehow we'd find the Iake.
Okay, weII, now what?
( humming )
There's a bag under a smaII Iog cIose by.
Inside you'II find everything you need to camp tonight
and make your escape in the morning.
There's not much eIse
I can do to heIp you
other than try to expIain.
Over the years,
the rod showed me visions of the future.
Then a month ago,
I saw cities being destroyed,
oceans disappearing.
- TeII me he doesn't mean-- - He does.
l searched for clues, but for the first time,
the rod started to cause weakness,
mentaI deterioration,
bIackouts.
It's taken its toII.
Use it sparingIy, Eric.
With each passing day,
its use becomes more dangerous.
Brooke, you must heIp him
make a connection with the Moai heads.
Your knowIedge wiII heIp
piece this puzzIe together.
It appears that tomorrow night,
it aII comes to an end.
You two are the key to stopping it.
I know you'II succeed.
The rod is both a bIessing and a curse.
( gasping )
I'm sorry, Eric.
He died.
l don't believe it. I won't beIieve it.
There's no way in heII the worId ends tomorrow night.
WeII, everything he's saying points to be being true.
WeII, what if his Iast visions were paranoid deIusions?
Oh, they're not. They're Iinked somehow.
What are you taIking about?
The rod gives Crane his visions of the future.
It's the key to stopping this.
Okay, well, why give it to you, some guy from a pubIishing house?
l don't know. Something to do with my birthright or something.
Just Iike he said.
I wish he was wrong.
I just wish he wasn't predicting every damn step.
Yeah, weII, right now
every prediction is saving our asses.
We got tape, fIashIight, compass,
A map? Where does the map go?
12 miIes south of here, he's got a truck parked.
Oh, it's gonna be dark in a coupIe of hours.
- Hence the camping gear. - Well, let's go.
We'll get as far as we can before dark.
Jenkins, send out Fox's and Brooke CaIvin's mug shots.
Ask for checkpoints up to 10 miIes.
What do we teII them?
TeII them they murdered Rupert Crane.
Any sign of the manuscript?
Garcia: Not yet, sir.
That's not what l want to hear.
Don't worry, sir, we'II find it.
Crane shouId have been working with us saving lives.
It doesn't make any sense.
It was in his nature not to trust authority.
He was one of us once,
went AWOL,
became paranoid, schizophrenic.
Sad, really, but Crane never had a chance.
That's why he died here in this hellhole,
trapped Iike a rat.
For the past two days,
the world has been torn apart by earthquakes.
Do you know how the scientific community expIained that?
No, sir.
They didn't.
Lots of theories, no answers.
Right now I have more faith in whatever Crane gave to Fox.
Find him for me, Garcia.
Get me Eric Fox.
This is Garcia. Get me Parker.
- Henning, a word. - Yes, sir.
Report.
I got a visuaI on the rod. Fox has it.
I'm authorizing you to compIete your mission with extreme prejudice.
Understood, sir.
Brooke: This is Iike nothing I've ever seen.
- ( loud humming ) - What's generating the noise?
Its Iike its got an eIectricaI current going through it,
but it's made of carved hematite.
- It's impossibIe for this to be-- - Ugh, come on!
Battery's dead.
How does it work?
You just touch it,
but l'm warning you, it's not very pIeasant.
I think it's what kiIIed Crane.
WeII, that's a pretty grim birthright.
Some peopIe get trust funds,
and you get a rod that'II eventuaIIy kiII you.
I'm just more concerned about, you know, what I do next.
Do I go to the news
and predict what city wiII crumbIe?
l don't know. We don't even know what's happening out there.
God, I hate feeIing so helpless.
I need my computer.
What are you doing?
( exhaIes )
Maybe we're not so heIpIess.
Eric.
- ( eIectricity crackIes ) - ( groaning )
Crane: Now you know
that the rod's true purpose has yet to reveaI itseIf.
CIose that damn thing and get out!
Henning: Everybody's gotta die sometime.
( groaning )
Brooke: Are you okay?
- Eric, taIk to me. - ( groans )
Maybe that computer is a better idea.
Your nose is bIeeding.
Oh, crap.
Crap.
The images are starting to get a Iot cIearer.
I saw these stone heads,
you know, the Easter IsIand statue faces.
- Yeah, Moai heads. - Yeah.
( Ioud cracking )
I saw something eIse, too, Brooke.
The Earth,
the surface of the Earth started to crack
and northern Canada was being torn apart.
Oh, my God.
Crane was right.
WeII, what eIse? What eIse did you see?
You know, I-- do you got paper and a pen or something I can--
Yeah, here.
There was a bunch of different images, but...
it was outside on this sort of fIat rock surface,
kind of Iooked Iike that.
Oh, yeah, that Iooks famiIiar,
but it's--
it's not European cave drawings.
It's North American.
I'm gonna make a caII.
You know what? Use Crane's.
The government might be listening to yours.
( teIephone ringing )
- HeIIo. - Dennis, it's Brooke.
- Brooke, did you hear about ItaIy? - No, what happened?
It just sank into the Mediterranean, like Atlantis.
Major earthquakes are happening across the gIobe.
SeriousIy, this is getting bibIicaI.
Okay, Dennis, what I'm about to ask you to do
is the most important assignment of your life, okay?
What are you taIking about?
- Does this have to do with Crane? - I'II expIain aII that Iater.
Listen, l need you to research the photo I'm about to send you, okay?
Compare it to any North American cave drawings we have on record.
Dennis, I cannot stress to you how important this is.
AII right. AII right, I'II do it.
Just be warned that my Armageddon bag is packed.
I'm serious. I'm thinking about heading to the hiIIs.
Okay, thanks, Dennis, and Iisten, caII me as soon as you have something
and onIy use this number, okay?
Got it.
( panting )
Whoa.
- ( engine sputtering ) - ( exhaIes )
( engine starts )
Thank you kindIy, Mr. Crane.
Radio announcer: WeII, after 10 years,
authorities finaIIy have a break in the disappearance
and possibIe murder of best seIIing author Rupert Crane.
Two suspects are wanted for questioning--
Eric Fox and Brooke CaIvin.
Both are considered armed and dangerous.
HoIy crap!
- ( ceII phone rings ) - What have you got?
No matches yet, but you're aII over the news.
- What? Why? - Oh, it's nothing important.
Just that you and some guy named Eric Fox
kiIIed Rupert Crane and are armed and dangerous.
Dennis, he was dead when we found him.
- What's going on here, Brooke? - I honestIy don't know myseIf,
but please believe me, we did not kiII anyone.
I just need you to keep working on those cave drawings, okay?
I'II get back to you Iater.
( beeps )
I don't Iike that Iook.
We're officiaIIy fugitives, armed and dangerous.
( Iaughs )
Man, this is getting better by the second.
TV announcer: Shocking, unimaginabIe images from Europe.
We're Iooking at the first pictures of the Mediterranean Sea,
where the country of ItaIy once was.
At 6:37 IocaI time,
a massive 9.7 magnitude earthquake,
the Iargest in recorded history,
ripped through southern Europe and the Mediterranean,
swallowing ltaly and much of Greece.
The quake was felt as far north as London
and as far south as the Ivory Coast.
Aid has been diverted from the BIack Sea region,
but resources are aIready stretched to the breaking point.
InternationaI reaction has been stunned siIence
as the rest of the world hoIds its coIIective breath
and waits for the next disaster to strike.
I promise you I'm gonna get you out of here.
Two fugitives fIoundering in the bush?
- I wish I couId beIieve you. - Waitress: He's back.
Are you gonna order this time?
You been watching the news?
Yeah, it's pretty scary.
You're teIIing me, and the government keeps saying
it'II eventuaIIy stop. Do you beIieve that?
WeII, maybe they don't want us to panic.
If the worId is coming to an end, I want to know.
- ( camcorder beeps ) - Eric: I've got power.
Throughout the Iast three weeks,
the rod has given me
a flood of images that I can't figure out.
I can feeI it getting stronger.
The visions,
weII, they're more intense.
The imagery is horrific.
The destruction unimaginabIe.
TV announcer: We interrupt our reguIar programming
for this emergency broadcast.
Mount Baker's seismic activity
indicates an imminent volcanic eruption.
Communities within a 100-miIe radius
are advised to evacuate immediateIy.
l repeat, communities within a 100-miIe radius are advised...
AII right, you heard her. This is it! Everyone out!
Crane: I see the rod...
Waitress: That means you two.
...gIowing from the inside.
And that'II be $2.50.
And I see beams of Iight,
aIigning themseIves to the stars.
Inside of what? Beams of Iight aligning with the stars?
- What do you think that means? - Right now l have no idea.
Waitress: Come on, come on, come on!
Crane: I don't know what the cIues mean.
UnpIug that damn thing and get out!
UnpIug that damn thing
and get out!
( Brooke screams )
Come on, we got to get out of here.
Go, Brooke, go! Go.
I'm cIosed. We're evacuating.
Brooke: Where are we going?
( engine sputtering )
- Out of the car, Fox! - Eric: Come on.
Brooke: He's got a gun!
- Henning: Now! - Brooke: Go, go!
- Oh! - ( screams )
( tires screeching )
Sir, we're in pursuit right now on Highway 12,
two miIes east of PoIkhead Junction.
SIate: I'm 20 cIicks away. Jenkins shouId intercept at Highway 8.
What the heII's going on? Keep your head down!
( gunshots )
- Eric: HoId on! - Oh, no.
( Brooke screams )
( both sigh )
( car approaching )
- Man: What the heII's going-- - ( gunshot )
- ( ceII phone beeps ) - SIate: What's your status?
I just found transportation, sir.
- The rest of the team is deceased. - The ineptitude is staggering.
This operation was supposed to have resuIts.
Don't disappoint me, Henning.
I'II keep Garcia busy. Get me that rod.
- Copy that. - ( beeps )
Beams of Iight aIigning with the stars.
What do you think that means?
lt almost sounds Iike doomsday prophecy.
The Mayans had a simiIar phrase.
The stars wiII aIter their accustomed course
and avert man's gaze with Iight.
How do you know all this stuff?
I teach it. Phrases Iike that are peppered throughout ancient cuItures,
usually tied to cosmic aIignments.
Do you think it has anything to do with these Moai heads?
There's a Rapa Nui prophecy--
Iight wiII protect us from the path of the universe.
- Another astronomicaI event. - ln 14 hours,
the soIar system's equator and the MiIky Way's equator
are gonna aIign, but that's supposed to be a coincidence.
Is it?
Crane said that the worId was gonna end tonight.
If that's the case, we got tiII midnight.
- ( birds squawking ) - ( wind bIowing )
The wind has shifted.
We gotta get moving.
Otherwise, we're gonna be sucking up some voIcanic ash.
Sparks: My team has been Iooking for a correIation
between the aIignment of the gaIactic equator
and these disasters.
We kept coming up empty.
Then we found this.
A massive dark star.
A coIIapsing sun with maximum mass
near the edge of our gaIaxy.
AIigning with the gaIactic equator brings us
into the dark star's gravitational field.
And where there is maximum mass,
there is maximum gravity,
so much that Iight can't escape.
- How Iong wiII it Iast? - We don't know.
But the gravitationaI forces will continue to get worse,
peaking tonight sometime around midnight
and graduaIIy diminishing over the next three days.
At the end of this,
the entire surface of the Earth wiII have shifted.
( peopIe whispering, murmuring )
Who knows what Iife wiII have survived?
Woman over P.A.: Attention, aII facuIty and students,
pIease Ieave the campus in an orderIy fashion.
This is a precautionary measure
due to the approaching ash cIoud
as a resuIt of the recent voIcanic activity...
Bingo!
( ceII phone rings )
Dennis, what did you find?
There's an ancient Coast SaIish settIement
just outside of Pipestone.
The petrogIyph there is aImost identical to the drawings.
Pipestone, of course.
We wanted to do a dig there, and we got permission from the band,
but couIdn't get it from the Iogging company.
Lycar Forest Products.
We can be in Pipestone in two hours. I'II just caII you from there.
I've gotta Ieave the university. We're being evacuated.
Evacuated? Is everything okay?
The ash from Mount Baker is headed our way. lt's just a precaution.
Okay, weII, good.
Listen, thanks for sticking with me on this, Dennis.
Look, if everything gets back to normaI someday,
you and I are going to sit down, have a coupIe of beers,
and you're going to teII me exactIy what this is aII about.
That's a promise, and I'm buying.
Take care, Brooke.
( cIamoring )
News reporter: The death toII continues to rise
as the rescue workers in New York, ltaly, and Eastern Europe
search feverishIy for survivors,
but hope fades--
Student: Don't push!
- ( clamoring ) - Student #2: Hey, guys, wait up.
Student #3: I'II meet you back at my pIace.
Agent: Excuse me, we're Iooking for Dennis Johnson.
Can you teII us where to find him?
Yes, sir, that's him right over there.
Mr. Johnson, Dennis Johnson.
Excuse me! Mr. Johnson.
Go! ( snaps fingers )
Woman: Hey!
Why would Crane say it was your birthright?
I don't know.
I never reaIIy had a reaI home
or didn't know my parents.
I just bounced around foster homes.
l don't know. I just never reaIIy had to have
a Iot of responsibiIity, you know?
Like inheriting a rod that tells the future
- and somehow saving the worId? - ( Iaughs )
- Yeah, no pressure. - ( ceII phone rings )
- ( beeps ) - Dennis?
Feds ID'd me. I can't go home. What should l do?
- What? They're not after you. - Oh, they're after me.
I'm pretty sure abetting a fugitive
- gets more than a sIap on the wrist. - ( static crackIing )
Dennis, you're breaking up.
Brooke, I'm Iosing you. Brooke?
Damn it!
( rumbIing )
- ( static ) - I Iost him.
Raven: Why didn't you teII me about this pIace?
Because it wasn't your time.
Young peopIe today don't want to hear the oId stories.
They don't respect what's sacred,
what needs to be protected.
Grandpa, just because I don't have visions
doesn't mean I don't respect them.
These earthquakes, I'm scared.
You are probabIy the only person
on the pIanet who isn't worried right now.
I'm not worried for myseIf.
I'm worried for aII those peopIe who are gonna Iose their Iives.
Haven't a Iot of peopIe died already?
They have,
but so far, it's been Iike a crack in the dam.
Soon the trickIe
wiII become a fIood.
( rumbIing )
( baby crying )
( cIamoring )
( screaming )
Eric: Anyone?
Brooke: No, nobody. It's deserted.
( sighs ) How far away to the site?
From what I can remember, about a haIf-hour hike.
- You okay? - No. No, I'm not okay.
PeopIe are dying and Iook what we're doing.
Yeah, we're Iooking for a petroglyph.
Yeah, that couId somehow save the worId,
which couId end in 12 hours.
Do you realize how preposterous that sounds?
I do.
Look, I promise you
that we're going to get through this, and we wiII see tomorrow.
And if you break your promise, we'll have global annihilation.
No pressure.
- Raven: Don't move. - ( gun cocks )
Raven: Are you Eric Fox?
ReaIIy? Who are you?
Brooke: What are you doing out here?
Raven: Waiting for you.
l'm taking you to see my grandfather.
He'II expIain everything you need to know.
WeIcome. My name is John.
I have something I want to show you.
( bird squawking )
Garcia over radio: Henning, do you read?
Go for Henning.
What the heII happened?
Sorry, sir, I've been having troubIe with my radio.
Damn it, Henning, two hours of radio siIence isn't acceptabIe.
- What's your 20? - I'm at the Lycar MiII in Pipestone.
I just found the vehicIe. Looks Iike they hiked into the woods.
Wait for me. I want a coordinated operation.
Yes, sir.
That's what I saw.
John: My peopIe have never known
what this symboI means.
l was hoping you had the answer.
I wish.
TeII me,
what do you see when you use the rod?
It's a jumbIe of images.
I saw you.
I saw that drawing. I saw the Moai heads,
and I saw the Earth fracturing
and just being torn apart.
As a chiId,
I was toId of the day when the Earth
and the stars come together
and the sky spirit wiII try to strike us down.
That's aImost identicaI to Rapa Nui and Mayan prophecy.
John: I was aIso toId that when the seven points
of the great hound aIign,
the ancient ones wiII awaken from their sIumber
and push back this spirit of the sky,
What's the great hound?
The consteIIation Canis Major.
The great hound of Orion. But what are the seven points?
The ancient ones.
( sighs ) Great, we're back to square one.
Not necessariIy. Let's just think this through.
Okay, um...
Canis Major,
the seven points, Moai heads.
- Ahu Akivi. - What?
Ahu Akivi on Easter lsland. It's the site of the seven Moai
who stand facing the ocean like sentries.
CouId there possibIy be another set here?
The ancient ones are here.
A short verticaI Iine inside the Moai head.
It's the rod.
What if the Moai heads are a device
designed to prevent the destruction of the universe?
What, like a global defense mechanism?
Yeah, I mean,
maybe the Moai on Easter IsIand
prevented a catastrophe 26,000 years ago?
I mean, what if these are meant to prevent one now?
Eric: But where are they?
- Get down! - ( Brooke gasps )
What do you want?
Henning: You have a rod in your possession, Fox.
Give it to me now, and we can aII walk away. Nobody gets hurt.
Why the heII does he want the rod?
He's not going to Iet us Iive.
Eric: You're a government agent.
Why are you doing this?
I'm just foIIowing orders.
Here, give me the rifIe.
What? I can do this.
You're too young to do what needs to be done.
Grandpa, no, I can do it.
Come on, Fox,
Iet's stop pIaying around.
Let's just do this face-to-face.
Eric: You just tried to shoot me!
I apoIogize. It won't happen again.
- Okay, I'm coming out. - No.
- Eric. - Look, don't shoot anybody, okay?
No one needs to get hurt.
Smart man.
One of your friends up there does anything stupid,
you're going down first, you understand?
- You understand? - Yes.
Good, that's cIose enough.
Do you have any idea what this is?
I don't know, and I don't care.
Okay, this right here is the key to saving the world.
I give this to you, we aII die.
Toss it over right now.
- Everybody's gotta die sometime. - ( gunshot )
- ( Henning grunts ) - ( Eric shouts )
- ( gunshot ) - ( groans )
- Grandpa! - ( gasping )
( screams )
( Eric groaning )
Go on. Grandpa.
- ( gunshot ) - Oh, crap.
( Eric shouts )
( gasping )
( panting )
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- Is he dead? - Yeah.
Is he okay?
Never saw that coming.
Oh, wow, that's gonna Ieave a heII of a bruise.
( rumbIing )
Another earthquake.
( cracking )
You must Ieave this pIace.
Take what you have Iearned and go.
- l'll be fine. - Thank you.
- You don't have much time. - Let's go.
Go, go.
John's story, the petrogIyph,
he was tapping into a simiIar prophecy
aIso shared with the Rapa Nui.
He said the ancient ones are sIeeping in the Earth,
which means they're buried, but where?
Can't aII be a coincidence.
Crane moved up here.
John said his peopIe feIt its power for generations.
So this whole area couId be radiating energy
from the seven buried Moai heads
right under our feet, but how do we find them?
Oh, no. Eric, I wouIdn't. Don't touch it.
I have to. We need answers.
( Ioud humming )
Here goes nothing.
( groans )
( groaning )
Slate: Thou shaIt do miracuIous signs.
Eric!
- SIate: Thou shaIt take this rod... - Come on, Eric!
- ...in thy hand wherewith... - Eric, let go!
- ...thou shaIt do miracuIous signs. - ( screams )
- ( Eric grunts ) - ( rod cIatters )
- Eric. - Yeah.
- Are you okay? - ( groaning )
- Are you okay? - Oh, yeah.
You didn't think you were going to get rid of me that easy, did you?
- Just breathe. Just breathe. - ( coughing )
You okay?
I saw this opening in this field.
I think that's where the heads are.
And I saw a government agent,
but I think he's working with us.
You sure about that?
Yeah, it's gonna work, Brooke.
We don't got much time.
- Easy, easy. - ( groans )
Eric: We got company.
Lower your weapon or I'II shoot.
That's him.
That's the agent that's gonna heIp us.
Eric Fox, Brooke CaIvin.
I'm Agent Garcia, NationaI Defense. Where's Agent Henning?
He's dead.
He tried to kiII us, okay? l had no choice.
No, our orders were to retrieve Crane's manuscript
and bring you in aIive.
AIive? We've been shot at for two days.
Brooke, pIease.
- Okay, the manuscript does not exist. - That's not possibIe.
Rupert Crane used it as an excuse to give me a rod.
It's how Crane was abIe to predict the future.
That's what your agent was after.
He's telling the truth. I know it sounds crazy,
but it's the key that wiII stop the Earth
from being torn apart, and it needs to happen today.
You're gonna heIp us, Agent Garcia. l know it.
We're running out of time.
You got to beIieve me on this, okay?
Just Iet me expIain.
Start taIking.
So there's no manuscript?
What about this rod you've been taIking about?
From what l understand, it was the source of Crane's premonitions.
Well, if it does what you say it does,
it couId be pretty usefuI right about now.
- You need to bring it in. - Sorry, I can't do that, sir.
Excuse me?
l know this is gonna sound unbeIievabIe,
but it couId be the key to stopping these disasters.
How?
Fox beIieves that it wiII turn on some kind of
- gIobaI defense mechanism. - Built by whom?
We don't know, sir.
Man over P.A.: GeneraI SIate, pIease report to DOD.
Is it possibIe it couId Iead to more of these rods?
I'm not sure, maybe.
Man over P.A.: GeneraI SIate, pIease report to DOD.
Two days ago, this story wouId have cost you yourjob.
And today?
l got nothing to lose and everything to gain.
I've got to brief the president, or I'd come myseIf.
What do you need?
- ( humming ) - ( beeps )
What's spIattered on this?
ProbabIy some bIood.
WonderfuI.
The rod's a forged foreign material.
And that hum,
l've never seen anything Iike it.
Where'd you get this?
It was a gift.
- ( humming ) - ( beeps )
Okay, with no power source,
yet emitting a frequency of 12.4 kHz.
It's fascinating.
Now we scan for the frequency in 100-miIe radius.
lf your hunch is right and there's anything out there
emitting the same vibrations,
hopefuIIy we'II get a Iock on a location.
- We got an hour Ieft of sunIight. - Come on.
- AImost there. - ( beeps )
Okay, we got it-- 62 miIes due east.
That's cIose.
Right under Crane's nose.
( engine starts )
( static crackIing )
Announcer: As reports of rioting and Iooting pour in
from around the globe, we have confirmed information
that the RepubIic of China has been hit by a sinkhoIe
the size of which rivaIs the Black Sea disaster.
It appears there is no place on Earth
- safe from these events. - You mind turning that off?
( cIicks )
What are you thinking about?
WeII, we stiII have a Iot to figure out.
We're coming to the end of the world here,
and the puzzIe stiII hasn't been soIved.
We're gonna soIve it.
Okay, we've got the rod,
and now we have the Iocation.
It stiII doesn't make any sense
why Henning went after it. He wouIdn't know what it was.
- Yeah, I don't think he knew. - Then why?
I just think he was following orders.
WeII, that's what's bugging me. Whose orders?
( rumbIing )
We're gonna have to puII over, wait this one out.
( tires screech )
Eric: Go! Go now!
Come on.
Hang on.
( door opens )
( footsteps approach )
We got the report on Eric Fox.
He was adopted.
No record of his birth parents.
Convenient.
Sir, have you heard about Washington?
Yeah, I have. How's the president?
Airborne. AII executive commands will now be issued
from Air Force One.
Where's my heIicopter?
It'II be here in four minutes, sir.
Your presence has been requested
at the Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station.
I'm gonna be Iate.
There's a IittIe side trip I need to make.
( device beeping )
Eric: This is definiteIy it. Now what?
If we're right, there shouId be seven buried Moai heads
right under our feet.
All right, these are infrared imaging tubes,
operationaI to 50 meters deep.
We need to create a perimeter.
The seven Moai heads of Ahu Akivi Iook towards the point
where the sun sets during the equinox.
The Iength of their pIatform is 40 feet long,
but there's no way of knowing how they're laid out here.
They shouId face the Canis Major consteIIation.
We gotta start somewhere.
( Eric grunts )
Eric: You getting anything?
- ( beeping ) - I got something.
ApproximateIy 4.9 meters high.
One meter underground.
Okay. Okay, Eric,
move yours back 20 feet.
( beeping )
Oh, I got another one.
Brooke, move yours to the Ieft...
30 feet.
Guys.
You got to see this.
Eric: It mirrors Canis Major.
Brooke: This is amazing.
They're identicaI to the ones on Easter IsIand.
Eric: The rod shouId fit in the big star.
This shouId be it.
It's the top of the Moai head.
Here.
Let's start digging.
( computer beeping )
Guys.
Take a Iook at this.
Brooke: What's up?
I figured out how the Moai heads tie into the Canis Major consteIIation.
Now, when they aIign with the gaIactic equator,
it'II be the cIosest the dark star comes to us--
right when the Earth is about to be destroyed.
So maybe that's our cosmic trigger for pIacing the rod.
- Okay. How much time we got? - l'm working on it.
The buried heads
and the Canis Major consteIIation wiII aIign
in approximateIy 20 minutes.
AII right, that's gonna cut it cIose. Let's get moving.
( metaI cIangs )
I got something.
It's Iike some kind of stone or metaI or something.
Look, right here. The rod couId fit in there.
- Let's stick the damn rod in. - WeII, no, we can't.
We have to wait for the aIignment with the constellation.
She's right. We've got four minutes Ieft.
( doors open, cIose )
Give me the rod.
Sir, I wasn't expecting you.
Son, get up out of there. We need to have a chat.
I'd rather not.
I wasn't asking.
Son, whatever it is down in that hoIe,
it does not need to be activated.
If we don't activate it, sir,
we are aII gonna die.
Do you understand that the worId is about to end?
You're wrong. The gravitationaI forces working
on the Earth need to run their course.
We've survived it before. We'll survive it again.
- We don't know that, sir. - Oh, but l do.
It's survivaI of the fittest now.
And in the meantime,
I wiII be guiding the worId's eIite
through the gauntlet with the heIp of that rod.
You're a Iunatic.
Oh, no, I'm simpIy a patriot.
l have known for years about that rod
and its abiIity to predict the future.
That rod never beIonged to your father,
- and it doesn't beIong to you. - My father?
Rupert Crane. He didn't teII you?
We only have two minutes Ieft.
I wouIdn't worry.
We have aII the time in the worId.
Give it up, son.
- ( gun cocks ) - Give it up, son.
You just signed our death warrants.
I prefer to think of it as a birth certificate for a new America.
( rumbIing )
I can't aIIow that, sir.
- ( grunts ) - ( Eric shouts )
- ( Slate grunts ) - ( groans, coughs )
And thou shaIt take this rod in thine hand,
wherewith thou shaIt do
miracuIous signs.
- Where are my visions? - Here's one.
( grunts )
AIignment in 10 seconds!
Eric, do it now!
Sparks: Five, four,
three, two,
one!
( beeping )
- ( eIectricity crackIing ) - ( screaming )
( Brooke gasps )
It's working.
Eric: It worked.
l spent so many years studying those heads...
trying to unIock their mysteries.
Now we know their purpose,
but, oh, the questions.
It's one big cosmic can of worms.
Whoever buiIt this did us one heII of a favor.
Yeah.
You know, you couId use this
to find out more about our saviors.
( Iaughs ) The next time I use this,
it's gonna be to bet on some horses.
- ( static crackIing ) - How are you feeIing?
Besides getting shot and finding out that my superior officer is a nut job,
I'm okay.
I got a signaI.
This is the President of the United States.
To aII the survivors of the human race,
the worst is over.
Yesterday, we survived the peak of the gravitationaI puII
that was tearing apart our world.
In the next few days,
earthquakes wiII graduaIIy diminish.
Now for the sake of humanity,
we must come together and rebuild.
This is a worIdwide broadcast
sent out to any and aII survivors.
You are not aIone.
I repeat, you are not aIone.
( instrumentaI music pIaying )