Platform, The (2019)

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There are three kinds of people:

The ones above, the ones below, and the ones who fall.

Level 48.

So this is a.. The Pit.

Bingo.

And the month's is about to begin.

What I'm wondering is..

What our food will be?

What will it be?

It's obvious. Whatever the ones above don't want.

Who are the the ones above? They are the people who reside above us.

The ones on floor 47.

My name is Goreng.

Move away, go back over there will you.

Back to your side of the room, Goreng.

What name have you been assigned, sir?

You right.

It could be pretty long time that you stuck here with me.

I should probably give you my name.

Or maybe not.

It depends.

Down here you can't be too careful

My name is Trimagasi.

Mr. Trimagasi, do you know how this all works?

It's obvious. We must eat.

Sometimes it's easy, Sometimes it's difficult.

Depends on where you're assigned.

But you'll see no. 48 could actually be a good level.

How many are below us? Don't tell me...

It's obvious.

Not very many, But soon, soon there will be less.

Hey, you down there! You hear me? Don't pass to those below.

Why? Because they're below.

The ones above won't answer.

Really? Because they're above, obviously.

Everything really obvious to you isn't it. How long you been here?

Months. Many, many, many months.

As I said level 48 is a good level, you've been extremely lucky.

How long do we stay at this good level?

We'll be here exactly for one month only.

Then, we'll see.

Alright, I'll only answer one more question.

I'm tired of speaking.

Plus I've been telling you more about myself than I know about you.

Obviously.

It's not a fair trade. So, from now on I will only give you as much information as you gave me.

The red light is off and the green is lit.

I just give you some information.

Now, I'd say we only be fair that you give me some as well.

Why did the red light turn off and the green one turn on?

Someone been feasting on it already.

It's what they didn't want.

Well obviously. Why, are you stupid or..?

It's disgusting.

That means.

There 47 levels above us and two people per level, we are eating left-overs from 94 others.

Don't worry. As the month goes by, there will less for those above.

You not eating? No appetite.

Why will there be less people as the month goes by?

I won't say that obvious all, because it's not.

I didn't understand that until I was on level 8.

Wine!

This month we have plenty of Muslims and non drinkers above us. I love it!

You really not eating?

I'll save it for later.

Why you'd do that?

It's for them to eat. The ones below.

What if the ones above did the same?

Of course they did.

Selfish b*stards.

You feel that? It'll keep rising the temperature.

Rising? We will be boiling.

It's going to happen pretty soon. Yup.

We will faint.

It's your fault.

Because of you the temperature will keep rising. You must..

You've got to be kidding? You must return the apple you stole from them.

The food is only ours while the platform is on our level.

But if you try to keep things, then they'll crack up the heat until the flesh will fall off our bones.

Or they freeze us to death.

Depends.

f*ck.

Do you understand?

I said, do you understand?

What?

Do you understand that once inside, you won't be able to come out until the agreed upon time is completed.

Have I been admitted then?

Not yet.

My object is a book.

That's fine. Your object can be whatever you'd like.

Good.

THE INGENIOUS GENTLEMAN DON QUIJOTE

Gonna guess why I'm in the hole?

Why would I care?

I'll tell my reason and you'll tell me yours.

Obviously.

I wanted to quit smoking and read Don Quijote.

I was told I could bring an object and since I had never read it.

Did you coming voluntarily?

Six months in exchange for an accredited degree.

An accredited degree?

What do you mean an exchange for degree?

They should gave me two degrees.

Because I've spent a year here.

Why are you here?

Tell me the reason why.

Why are you getting a degree here, not me?

I'd stand back if I were you.

You're not eating again? Obviously not.

What a waste!

You don't deserve this level.

You still haven't told me why you here.

Come on. Just tell me.

Only if you stop using my word. You must promise to stop using my word 'obviously'.

You must promise to never use it again.

I was at home and I saw this ad with a bearded guy showing a knife sharpener.

"A Samurai-Max is a device that can sharp every knife you have, straight or serrated" he said.

"Just have a look at this blade here.

It's so dull, it couldn't even cut a sponge.

But with the Samurai-Max, you'll be able to cut even the toughest surfaces, like this brick here."

And Lo and Behold. Who'd believe it?

It cut the damn brick!

These housewives, were on giving testimonials saying how the Samurai-Max had changed things for all of them.

They said with their unsharpen knives, peeling tomatoes had been impossible.

Now, I'm not big on tomatoes. And my bread, I always buy a sliced.

So I don't have no deficits in that department. and I sure don't need to cut through bricks.

And based on my life experience, I'm not able to see who would need a knife like that.

But I might be wrong..

What if my life sucks because my knives are not sharp.

If purchasing a Samurai-Max would make my life whole.

Don't you get it Goreng?

It's the little things, The details. You bought it?

Obviously, I bought it. And?

And then what? You just sliced someone's throat with your newly sharpen knive?

After I bought it, I watched the next ad.

It was the same guy and those same pretty ladies and..

Do you want to know what they were selling?

These b*stards sold a knife that doesn't need sharpening anymore.

It sharpen itself.

The best blade ever. And what are they called it?

I suppose you can probably guess the name. Samurai-Plus.

Are you telling me you bought it? No, no, no. Obviously they laugh at me.

They were right.

I, I mean couldn't sleep, I worried about what I'd miss.

I was so upset, I took my TV set and threw it out the window.

And it fell on a f*cking ill*gal immigrant that was passing by.

Now you tell me. Am I responsible?

He shouldn't even have been there.

But you k*lled a person, and now you here?

It was The Pit or mental institution.

Obviously.

But unfortunately, nobody offered me a degree for it.

How many levels are there?

Give me a rough idea, that's all.

I don't know. But more than 132, I was there.

At 132?

And there were more below that.

And how much food reaches that level? None.

I don't believe you could've survive that.

I didn't say I had to eaten the platform was empty.

If you don't believe I've survive, how could I be here?

30 days without food is easy. But two consecutive low levels, that's tough.

We have to talk at the ones above.

What for? What do you mean?

So they can ration the food. that hey should pass the message to Level 46, and then 45 and so on...

Are you a communist?

I'm reasonable. We should ration the food Those above won't care, I'm telling you.

Well I'll start with the ones below.

Hey! You at 49, can you hear me?

Leave more wine next time, prick!

There's your wine, dumb b*stards!

The ones below are below, Goreng.

But next month they might be above. Yes, and they will piss on us.

Those pricks.

I chose a book.

Tell me, what did you choose?

It's obvious.

A Samurai-Plus.

You seriously gonna keep doing that?

It's incredible.

The longer I use it, the sharper it gets.

Was that a person? Obviously it was a person.

I just hope he was a drinker, because we're short on wine.

On those high levels, you can eat whatever you want.

But you don't have anything to wait for.

Your mind runs wild.

Nobody's going to do anything?

If I was you, I'd pray for us to be on intermediate levels.

You look like someone who would jump on his above. but doesn't have the guts when his below.

The guts for what?

Perhaps you could read me Don Quixote.

I'm having a hard time falling asleep.

Obviously, I miss TV.

What levels have you been to?

I first woke up at 72.

I was then at 26, at 38, at 43, at 11, then it's 79, 30, 8 also. And worst of all..

Last month, I was at 132. and now, I'm here. Who were you with on those levels?

I know that you with same person each month.

Who were you with? You are being pretty nosy.

You said you are staying together. Look at me. Who were you with?

Well, it doesn't matter. As long as you have a self-sharpening knife, and your companion dissapear after you were in the level where there's hardly any food And you don't seem to have been fasting for a month.

The conclusion is obvious.

You weren't gonna use my words anymore remember?

Look, you completely lost your mind.

It's obvious, that you ate your cellmate.

Don't worry about her. Go on.

Is she hurt? It's not serious.

Is it, Miharu?

Do you know her?

She comes down every month.

What do you mean? She's searching for her son.

They have kids here?

Are you OK?

Well, look at that. You want to keep her for a couple days?

I thought you were an honest man.

I'm worried.

Don't waste your time worrying.

In The Pit, everyone is free to behave however they want.

She wants to go down.

Do you know what this beauty does every month?

Before she goes down with the platform, she kills her cellmate.

That way, she has an option to be with her son the following month.

That could've be her cellmate who fell, it wouldn't suprised me if her cellmate was pushed.

I didn't k*ll anyone at Level 132.

My cellmate completed his time in The Pit.

By now, he'll be out there somewhere gotten a huge success with his diploma.

A body fell on the platform was at our level and so we removed the body from the platform.

It was only day eight.

We ate human flesh.

But we didn't k*ll anyone.

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Leave her alone, down there!

They'll only have her for a couple of days. More or less.

Please, will you read me Don Quixote... Hey!

Go ahead! Jump! That's it.

Jump. That's just fifteen feet or so.

What chapter?

The first, obviously.

f*ck!

"In the village of La Mancha, the name of I have no desire to call to mine, there live a man with a lands, an old butler.. a lean hack and a greyhound for coursing."

Do you believe in God?

Why you asking me that?

Because if you do believe, you should pray for us.

Can you smell that?

It's the gas.

They'll put us to sleep now.

Tomorrow we'll wake up on different level.

I like you, Goreng.

But honestly I don't think you'll survive long.

Who cares? We can't go back.

You have a big heart.

This next month will be my second-to-last month here.

When I get out, I should get an accredited degree or some kind.

I surely earned one.

Do you believe in God?

I believe. Yes.

This month I believe in God.

You were in deep sleep, Goreng.

Easy.

Calm down.

This is not a good place to be. Goreng, do you get it?

You're much younger and stronger than I am.

You may not attack, or you might.

You see over time, you'd started to see me differently.

I've been telling you, hunger will drive you mad.

And down here, It's better to eat than to be eaten.

It's obvious, I really don't want to k*ll you.

Beacuse your meat will decay rapidly, and you see, meat must be preserved.

So I'll spare you for now.

I did it before, it's doable. Fasting is a possibility.

Not for the first week.

Tell me, have you ever travel to France?

They are eat snails, you know.

The French call them escargot.

They're regarded a delicacy in some countries.

But they must go through a purging, you see.

So you shouldn't worry so much. You hear me?

You are still alive.

Oh Goreng..

Hear that? It's the scream of those waking up and discovering what level they're at.

Leave me alone, Trimagasi.

In time, our friendship would deteriorate.

Eventually we would become suspicious of one another.

It all leads to violence in the end.

I know, because I've lived it before.

You're a m*rder*r.

No. No. I considered myself someone who's afraid.

Just like you. My tasty little roommate.

You're purely delirious.

From this point on it would be better for me if I were to pretend you're a snail, purging its impurities.

You see, I'm a good man.

You see that?

Those animals they haven't left anything. Not even a bone!

Well, well, well.

You're tied up. And I am not.

You have a book. I got my Samurai-Plus.

Obviously, you're in no position to ask for anything.

But if you cooperate you could have the possibility. Thanks to me.

The possibility of living through this.

Humiliate me. I'm just gonna lay here bleed out, you piece of sh*t!

I will do what I can to prevent that.

I'll start after eight days, I'll cut little strips out of you.

And everytime I do, I'll cure your wounds.

Yes. And I promise I'll share a bite.

You mean a part of myself?

Think about your survival, you should help me.

I really hope you come to your senses, and we can proceed with reading that wonderful book of yours.

Hear me out. What if that man's death was just a terrible accident?

Unlike this here.

You really gonna responsible for my death, you hear me.

The one responsible for your death will be the ones above us.

Up above there are 340 people, you know.

We can survive drinking water, Trimagasi.

You might resisted, but me I'm an old man.

I need to think about next month. It'll be my last.

And if we survive...are you not excited that it'll be my last month?

You understand, don't you? Obviously not.

But you can still read. Ain't gonna happen.

Then we are left to silence.

Talking is draining..

I've had it!

You're nothing but son of a b*tch, you m*rder*r.

And you just proves it, you son of a b*tch!

I'm afraid the has come.

I was trying to read... but I can't.

I lost the words and well..

I just couldn't focus.

Suppose we completed the purge, snail.

We should start today, otherwise I can't guarantee to make a neat job of it.

I want you to know I'll hold you responsible for my death.

Not the people above.

Not the circumstances.

Not the administration.

But you.

Only you.

At last, now you've been purge inside and out.

Can't wait for the first bite.

There's nothing left in you.

Not event resentment. But don't worry I'll just take a few small pieces of meat.

I won't touch your genitals.

I'm gonna save em' for later.

Are you ready?

Thank you.

What's your son called?

Eat... or be eaten?

You force me to.

No.

I was helpless but you, you showed no sympathy.

You didn't show me the same kind of respect that I showed you.

Obviously.

You're dead and still using that word.

I smelled gas.

And you're an illusion.

Maybe.

Is that important? Because we're the same now.

You and I are murderers.

But I'm more civilized.

Leave. No. No, I won't go away.

And now I belong to you Goreng. I'm in your body.

But don't worry, you belong to me as well, my.. escargot.

Speaking tires me out.

See..we're almost thinking alike now.

Ramesses II! Come, come. Come here, my love..come, come.

He was only welcoming you. b*stard!

My name is Imoguiri. He's Ramesses II.

They let animals into The Pit?

I would never out without him, Goreng.

It's not a good idea to take a little dog here, lady.

He'll be dead tomorrow.

I thought that someone who brought a book would be nicer to animals.

No one had ever ask for a book.

They asked for everything: firearms, crossbows, knives, flashlights, golf clubs, baseball bats... and even an station.. How do you know my name?

You can smoke if you want.

Shall we continue? Yes.

Do you have any gluten or lactose intolerance?

No.

Allergic to seafood, peanuts, or any kind of fruit?

No, nothing..that I know of.

After you admitted, you won't be able to smoke.

Yes, I know.

Are these little pauses intentional?

Are they disturbing?

No.

Your favorite food?

I don't, don't know.

Please just think about it.

Why is that important?

We wll include it in the menu.

So, am I admitted?

No, no.

Escargots à la Bourguignone.

Is that snails?

Yes. Alright.

- Can you get me out of here? You know I can't.

You must've send many people here before they sent you.

If I remember correctly, you came in here voluntarily.

And nobody sent me here. I asked to come in.

Then you don't know there's death in The Pit everyday?

We prefer to call it Vertical Self-Management Center.

How many levels are there?

Two hundred levels.

Two hundred?

We don't get enough food for 200 levels.

If everybody ate only what they needed, the food would get to the lowest level.

In here, it's not that easy. No, it's not.

Not here nor out there.

But something needs to happen at the VSMC sooner or later.

You know, something that sprout the spontaneous solidarity.

VSMC? Spontaneous solidarity?

Is that why they created this pit?

Change never happens spontaneously lady.

Maybe that's why you're here.

I just want to get out of here alive.

Good boy. It's good isn't it? You love it.

You know what you're doing could cause a human beings death don't you?

Very good.

One day he will eat and the following day I will. It's my ration.

You may cause the death of a kid.

What? No children under 16 are allowed in The Pit.

There's at least one.

I told you! There are no children under 16 allowed.

The VSMC Administration is absolutely strict about it.

Ah.

Gentlemen. Good morning.

Listen to me, please.

I've left a couple of portion for you. So please, eat yours only.

And if you may, Please prepare two similar portions for the ones on the next level.

What do you say? We come from level 88. We barely alive!

I understand sir, but we're responsible for those who this month haven't been as lucky as we have.

Listen to me. Your rations contain the calories your body needs.

Why don't you just go f*ck yourself!

Please, sir!

Spontaneous solidarity.

Maybe this place exists precisely for the opposite the reason.

If that solidarity emerged, they would know how to avoid it from happening outside. Wouldn't they?

Who would know? Who do you think?

The Administration.

Right. You are one of those who think the administration does everything wrong.

I've worked 25 years in the administration.

And you have your privileges.

What are you saying? You are able to choose your cellmate.

I wasn't.

Gentlemen, I understand yesterday you were hungry and paid no attention my word.

But it's important that you consume only the portions I'm giving you.

And you prepare two similar ones for the ones at level 35. - Shut up!

Don't you leave us alone!

We gonna eat whatever the f*ck we want!

Easy for you to say on your level! Who do you think you are up there huh?

Huh?

They'll come to their senses.

Are you for real, lady?

Gentlemen, please eat your portions and prepare two similar ones for the...

Gentlemen, please.. eat your portions and prepare two similar ones for the...

Gentlemen..please - Leave me alone b*tch!

Eat your portions and prepare two similar ones for the..

Gentlemen, please, eat your portions and prepare two similar...

Gentlemen, I got your portions ready.. and also the portions for those at level 35 to make things easier for you.

Please prepare two...

Please, it has been 15 days.

I'm begging you to please follow my instructions this time because there are people dying below for sure.

Do you understand? There are people dying!

Listen up, m*therf*ckers!

Either you do what this lady ask you to, or I'll sh*t on your food every single day.

And then I'll spread the sh*t until there's not a single grain of rice clean.

Do you hear me?

You're going to eat sh*t every day.

And now, you pieces of sh*t tell the same things to the ones below you.

Sounds good?

Alright.

It seems to be working.

Obviously.

But I didn't mean it this way.

I wanted to convince them.

They're convinced now.

With crap, huh?

Better than spontaneous solidarity.

Let's see if we can convinced the one above us.

Nah. The ones above won't listen.

Why?

Because I can't sh*t upwards, you see?

Help me! Help me!

Okay, easy...easy, easy.

She's the kids' mother.

The pillow, the pillow!

Take it easy.

OK..calm down. It's over.

It's cold What's that? Very cold.

She's cold. Put the blanket on.

That's it.

It is cold Goreng.

What's happening?

That f*cking dog. Come here!

Come here! Come here! Let it go!

I hate you.

You vile b*tch!

I hate you! Hey!

Hey! Hey! What?

It's because of her son.

Really? I don't know.

I'm not a mother.

Hey! Is this our ration for today?

- What the f*ck. That's f*cking great, man.

I interviewed that woman ten months ago, and she came in on her own.

She has no parents, she has no kid.

Her favorite dish is bibimbap.

She's an actress. Her object is a ukulele.

Because she wanted to look like Marilyn Monroe in that movie.

And she came to The Pit on her own.

Yeah, you heard me right Goreng.

She came on her own.

She wanted to be the Asian Marilyn Monroe. That piece of garbage.

With her slanted eyes, playing ukulele...

And now she's a murdering b*tch looking for a non-existent kid.

Spontaneous act of solidarity.

Spontaneous solidarity covered in sh*t.

This is not a good place for someone who likes reading.

I've worked 25 years for the administration.

The last eight years sending people to this hell. not knowing what I was doing, because I didn't have a clue.

I promise I'm not lying.

Do you believe me, Goreng?

You don't believe me, right?

Well now I really need you to believe me, Goreng

Take a look at me. I'm a woman who fought against cancer for 3 years.

The same day they told me that I'm going to die.

I applied to come in here, to help out.

Look at this.

There's no hope for me.

I don't care anymore.

I don't care about anything anymore.

You're complete idiot Goreng, do you know that?

Who the hell would bring a f*cking book into this place?

Look, it's a miracle no one touched the snails.

Don't you want to eat something?

I'm gonna put two in each ration.

Imogiri, why don't you eat a bit?

Today it's Ramses II turn to eat.

Today is a last day, you should eat something.

We don't know where we'll be tomorrow.

Won't you take her down?

She was your friend.

Will you eat her?

Of course you will. Why do you think I hung myself?

It would have been much easier to jump, as everyone else does.

But I wanted to leave a present for you, Goreng.

My body.

I want you to feed off my body.

To digest it and expelled it like redeeming sh*t.

Alright remember, solidarity or crap huh.

You think covering your ear is going to achieve anything?

Don't be stupid because we're inside your head.

Did you call him stupid? Really?

You're talking to the Messiah.

The Messiah of Crap, but a Messiah anyway.

Eat me, my friend. - The crazy old woman is right.

It's your only chance to survive.

Yes Goreng. Cut pieces of my flesh and feed off my body.

Come on.

"Let me tell you the truth:

Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, and you can have eternal life within you.

Who eats my flesh and drinks my blood, will live free eternity.

And I will raise him up at the last day.

For my flesh is real food, and my blood will be your..

Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood

remains in me, and I in them."

Amen.

There you go, Goreng.

With the Samurai-Plus, will be like slicing butter.

Do it.

Ears, snout, jowl... breast, steak, trotters... ribs and bacon, knuckle... shoulders, ham... loin, feet and thighs.

Hey! You, up there! b*stards.

Come on! I know you're up there! Answer me!

My name is Baharat, and I'm (foreign language) brother! We're here!

Have you seen what level we're on?

Level six, my brother!

Speaking foreign language.

I'm getting out. Hey!

You on the fifth floor, answer me!

-Answer me! What's going on? You want up? Yes, I want up.

What do you wanna up here for? Really?

Brother, to escape this f*cking pit!

Do you believe in God? Yeah.

I believe in God. Of course I do.

Okay, but which God?

The only God.

There's no other God is there, come on!

He says he believes in the same God we do, babe.

Please I'm just passing by, I promise.

God spoke with me! He said "get the hell out of this hole!"

He claims God spoke to him. Heh.

What did he say exactly?

That two compassionate pious souls would help me get out of this hell hole!

Have you heard darling? I think God was talking about us.

And..that those people are gonna be rewarded.

And how will he reward them?

They will be rewarded with eternal life.

Eternal life, hahaha..

Not a bad deal for helping a black man.

Let me climb up, alright?

Alright, throw you rope up. We'll help you.

Thank you, my brother! Praise Jesus! Thank you, sir!

Catch you on the outside. Ready? Got it?

Help me!

Help me now!

Sons of b*tches!

b*stard!

What the f*ck!

That b*tch sh*t on me! Ask God for another rope.

No! My rope! My rope!

You''re fine. Stay focused.

You're totally f*cked!

You're 100% f*cked!!!

f*ck!!!

You're never get this close again.

Five f*cking levels away!

You're adapting quite well, my snail.

I attacked you.

The crazy woman hang herself.

Now, you can recover here on level 6.

Eating as much as you like.

After that, you'll only have one month left before leaving this place, along with your...new degree.

You see? It wasn't that difficult.

It's all up to you now.

You hear me, Goreng?

Change never comes spontaneously.

Maybe that's why you are here.

Help me go down.

We'll make weapons, listen..

Then ride the platform and give the others on each level what they need to survive.

What?

I can't do it alone.

But us..

Together we have a chance, Baharat.

I'll try getting up again next month.

There always be some prick who'll stop you.

Down is suicide.

If we get through to the last level, we'll break the mechanics.

There no mechanics.

Just the hole.

The hole's a prison, Goreng.

Who the hell knows how many levels.

When I was at Level 202, I counted second by second, How much time the platform took to come back.

It's might not have been exact, but taken it to a count the time the platform stops on each level.

I figure there are about 250.

Two hundred and fifty? 250.

And if you're wrong?

So there's no food before we reach the end?

Then we stay on the platform and we go up again.

As you wished.

Down... That's right.

Only a lunatic gives up Level 6.

Or two lunatics going for it, brah.

You guys look ridiculous.

I hope they k*ll both of you, dumb pricks.

You! Over there!

You better stay away from this f*cking platform!

Baharat? It's you! Jesus, what are you doing?

Relax, we're only stopping by.

We'll let you eat your rations then we're out of here. No.

No? No.

The first 50 levels eat every day.

We'll start giving at level 51.

These two are my friends, Goreng. They helped me out two months ago.

They ate yesterday, and the'll eat tomorrow One day without food is fine.

f*ck that! Here on the 7th level, I will bloody gorged myself.

I nearly died last month on 114.

Could've use your mob justice then assholes.

You've been down low, you should understand.

Haha, who are you? The messiah?

A messiah who's come to redeem us?

Messiah multiplied fish for people, he didn't snatched from their mouths.

I mean, really Baharat? I expected more from you.

Who are you now? Are you just the white man servant?

You! Get in the f*cking corner!

Hey you there! Hey! Stay in that corner.

Stay behind your g*dd*mn surfboard, m*therf*cker!

Stay where you are! Against a wall! I won't say it again!

Drop that, right now! Or I swear I'll k*ll you both.

I said stay back!

Over there now!

You! Back in that corner!

I'll k*ll you! Baharat!

Sorry, sir.

Baha! Just look at you two puppets.

You stepping on the food Get off of there!

Who the f*ck is this guy?

He's a very wise man.

Have you learned absolutely nothing? Did you forget our lessons?

Sir, all we doing is we're trying to get the food pass along down to all level.

And that is marvelous.

Marvelous, but manners and education are more effective.

Convince them, instead of threatening them. Yeah.

But what if they won't listen?

You smack 'em. But first of all dialogue.

Let me ask you this.

Just who will say. Aha! well, they must have succeeded.

The administration?

The administration doesn't consider this, that, or the other. But while the administration has no conscience, there's a chance that those who man level 0 do.

And that's where you need to send your message.

What do we send them then?

Aha! A symbol.

What we need, is an irresistible dish beautifully prepare and presented.

That remains intact and is send back all the way to level 0.

Just imagine their faces.

When they see the platform come back with the dish like that still on it.

Then they'll understand the message.

The panna cotta.

You'll have to take care that panna cotta, as though your life depend on it.

The panna cotta is the message.

My friends, I employ you, please do not approach the platform.

We want to include you in a piece for protest, that will inevitably and most passionately, change the way things are done down here, understand?

This protest will establish a precedent. f*ck dude, Just speak plain English, you piece of sh*t!

We asking a one day of fasting. A day of fasting?

Yes.

And who made you king of sh*t?

Main thing is the message.

Wait! Get off!

Let's get down a few more levels, then we start passing out the food. Ok.

Back!

Friends, we don't want any trouble. We'll be off soon.

We'll give you your rations then we'll leave.

Is he going to die? Not if you take care of him.

He's going to die fo sure.

I, I will smother him.. with the pillow.

Eat up and don't talk nonsense.

I'm gonna cut open his stomach then eat that meal put in him by you.

f*ck!

This must be where Miharu woke up.

The kids mother? That kid who doesn't exist. f*ck.

sh*t.

sh*t! sh*t!

The platform hasn't stop.

That means there are more levels than the ones you counted.

Holy sh*t!

If there's nobody alive, the platform doesn't stop.

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

Hey! Miharu!

She's dead.

No! No!

She's dead!

The platform! Let's go! No.

Let's go!...let's go! No

Get back!

Hang on.

Hang on.

Be strong.

There's no one left.

We still have the panna cotta.

We still have the panna cotta.

The panna cotta is the message.

The panna cotta is the message.

The panna cotta is the message.

Panna cotta is the message.

There's under one left.

The platform has stopped finally.

This has to be the last level.

Get ready. We're going up.

The kid...

No.

Don't...

Don't do it.

No, no, no, no! f*ck! f*ck!

Toss the panna cotta.

Throw out the panna cotta. No.

Toss the f*cking panna cotta. No!

No, no...

Wait.

For what?

You feel hot?

I'm not hot..or cold.

A girl.

She's hungry.

Give her a bit.

No.

The panna cotta is the message.

Panna cotta is the message.

The panna cotta is the message.

The panna cotta is the message.

"A great man who's vicious will be a great example of vice, and a rich man who's not generous, who be merely and miserly beggar. for the possessive wealth is not made happy by possessing it. but by spending it, and not by spending it as he pleases, by knowing how to spend it well."

What do you want?

I like to listening to you when you read.

"Knowing how to spend it well."

It was bold of you to piss away all the riches from Level 6, my snail.

I didn't piss it away. Now what are you going to do?

Eat your black guy? Then what?

Why not the girl?

The girl has a gift. Haven't you realized that?

Ramesses is the message.

Ramesses II is the message.

Ramesses... Ramesses...

Ramesses...Ramesses...

Ramesses... Ramesses...

Hey! Wake up!

The girl is the message.

She is the message.

She's the message.

Baharat...

We'll leave together..and together we'll go on a pilgrimage.

We will share the same fortune and the same luck.

Your journey is over my snail.

Not yet.

I have to get the girl up. - But you are not the message.

But I'm her bearer.

The message doesn't need a bearer.

Don't call me snail again.

Don't use my word again.

She has succeed.

She's the message.

She is the message.