Where is the specimen?
The first one we found.
This is what you want?
(groans in pain)
You need to stop.
All of this needs to stop.
This research… look what it’s done to you.
You're alive.
Is that not enough?
You've only prolonged my suffering.
Rickart
Where have you been?
Enjoying a long break while I slave away?
And where’s the ossinite I asked for?
Well, come on.
Give me a hand.
No… I refuse.
Promise me… please… just let me… die…
I’m afraid I can’t do that.
What?
I can no longer go on with this research.
Oh, don’t be so dramatic.
What’s this really all about?
Look around you.
This does not serve humanity...
It serves you and your ambitions.
I'm sorry it has to be like this.
This egg… it’s unusual.
Almost… swollen.
Then we are lucky.
If it is… what I think it is.
This could be the key to eternity’s lock.
And if it’s not?
Then we keep searching.
These useless peasants.
What have they done?
Don’t worry.
This isn’t our prize.
You there… collect the remains.
It may still have a use.
It’s fertile… but unhatched
Perhaps something is wrong?
Sariel…
There’s… word from below.
They found an ovum?
Yes, but… the men won’t go near it.
They fear what they do not know.
Take me to it.
This is madness.
It’s a calculated risk.