Beyond Existence (2022)

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professor: [sighs] all right.

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f*ck!

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[professor sighs loudly]

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sorry.

[Knocking on window]

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you're not registered

to leave, professor.

Professor: call your

superiors.

And where exactly are you going?

[Lighter flicks]

are you deaf?

Where are you going?

Jobsworth.

Just get back to work.

You know what's going to

happen next, don't you?

I'm going to phone

your boss's boss,

and before the end

of the day is out,

you're not only gonna

be out of a job,

but you're also gonna

be locked up in a cell

for putting this country

in jeopardy.

And that bike of

a wife of yours,

and your underachieving spawn,

will have no one to put

food on the table anymore.

Or you could just quite

simply open this gate,

and carry on living with your

useless existence in peace.

But the one thing you don't

want to do, sonny boy,

is make me finish

this cigarette here.

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let him through.

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[feet shuffling]

it was only a matter of time,

I suppose.

Ellen: make your way up.

Professor: yeah, put the

g*n away.

[Footsteps ascending]

look, this isn't america, woman!

People just don't go around

carrying g*ns.

Ellen: license.

Look, I don't feel particularly

comfortable with that-

ellen: license now.

[Briefcase thuds]

do anything unexpected,

and I will put a b*llet

through your brain.

Professor: understood.

Whoa, whoa, back up!

Drop it.

[Professor softly sighs]

[id thuds]

carry on back.

Yeah, I bet you love your job?

Ellen: idiot.

Professor: why is that?

You should burn your trail,

and destroy all traces of

yourself when you go on the run.

Professor: I didn't run.

Yeah, at least not from

you, anyway.

You must have realized we

were tracking you?

I was counting on it.

Who's here?

Professor: what?

Ellen: are you alone?

You must be really popular

with your friends?

Ellen: answer the question.

What difference does it make?

The difference is a round

through your skull,

or you get to live life

a little bit longer!

I'm alone.

Good.

So how do you want to do this?

Do what exactly?

Ellen: I'm not holding this

for fun.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Now, look, you don't

want to do this.

Ellen: you knew this would

happen if you went on the run.

I didn't run!

What'd you call this then?

Professor: the briefcase.

Those are your last words?

The briefcase.

You need what's inside.

What's inside?

The henco.

Get on your knees!

Look, I'll make a deal with you.

Ellen: shut up!

Yeah, I have him.

No, he says he has the henco.

Confirmed.

Please tell me that was good

news?

Ellen: up.

Get up!

Well, okay, okay, okay, okay!

Ellen: pick up that briefcase.

Move.

Stop.

In.

Professor: sorry, did you

just say in?

Get in.

What the hell?!

No, no, this wasn't part of the

deal.

There is no deal.

Put that down.

[Briefcase clatters]

you know, you have a real

personality problem,

you know that?

I'm about two seconds away

from knocking you out.

I bet you used to press

doorbells and run, didn't you?

You probably stole children's

ice cream as well.

[Trunk clatters shut]

[briefcase thuds]

[banging from inside trunk]

[briefcase closes]

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[car engine rumbles]

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guardian: afternoon, ma'am.

Ellen: what's going on?

Just a routine road check.

Out here?

What are you hoping to find?

Where is he?

I'm sorry?

We're both here for the same

reason.

Ellen: I don't know what your--

guardian: get out of the car.

Out.

Last time.

All right.

[Gear shift clanks]

[seatbelt clatters]

[g*nsh*t firing]

[car door slams shut]

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whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Who sent you, hmm?

[Guardian grunts painfully]

who are you working with?

Who are you working with?

[g*nsh*t firing]

[car engine roars]

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[car door slams shut]

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[professor grunts]

ellen: you can get out now.

[Professor groans]

[professor continues groaning]

professor: ahhhh...

You all right?

[Professor grunts]

I've just been stuck in

the boot of a car

for god knows how long!

How'd you think I am?

You look all right.

Yeah, well, I'm not.

And you just shot someone.

It was necessary.

Oh, so you just k*lled him?

Ellen: yep.

There were no other options?

So you just k*lled him.

Are you gonna

cooperate with me,

or I can just shut you back in

the boot?

Is that your answer to

everything, is it?

When in doubt, sh**t.

If there's a threat.

Oh, and I'm a threat, am i?

Me, an old man, yeah?

And what hope do I have against

you?

I'll be honest with you here,

I don't feel particularly safe

with a trigger happy lunatic

constantly waving a g*n around.

Ellen: alright, I'm-

professor: what are you doing?

Let's just try and get along.

You are nuts,

eh?

One second, you have your hand

on the g*n,

the next, you want to make

friends.

I'm trying to make you feel

comfortable.

Yeah, well, why now?

You're still valuable to us,

even more now than you were

before.

We want what's best for you.

Yeah, and what's best

for me is not to be

in the enemy's hands, yeah?

Ellen: exactly. So I'm here to

protect you.

Yeah, until you're told

otherwise.

So what do I call you,

or are you just a g*n for hire?

My name's ellen.

Professor: well,

screw you, ellen!

[Eerie suspenseful music]

[car engine roars]

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where are we going?

Ellen?

Ellen, ellen, ellen,

ellen, ellen-

what?

Where are we going?

A secure facility.

Oohh, that sounds ominous.

We'll be safe there.

Professor: what happens

when we get there?

I'll hand you to one of my

colleagues.

And then?

I don't know.

It works best if I don't know

what happens

or where you're moved to.

It's safer for

everyone that way.

I thought you said you

were going to protect me?

That's exactly what I'm doing.

You seem like a bright

girl, I think?

Yeah, let's assume that you are.

Let's assume you know exactly

who I am, that I'm not

just some old person

that your superiors have told--

ellen: get on with it!

Professor: look, whatever

they told you,

it's not safe there

for either of us.

You need to...

What is it you people say?

"Burn our trails."

"Throw away the phone."

"Ditch the car."

Look, we're both in danger.

If your people know

where we are, so do mine.

No one knows where we

are except for my unit,

and I can trust them.

You can trust them.

Really?

Trust me.

Now, how do I trust someone

who only follows orders, hmm?

[Car engine revs]

[car engine softly roars]

[professor sighs]

[object rustling]

don't even think about it.

I don't follow orders.

In my car, you do.

You weren't told to

stop me getting

lung cancer as well,

were you?

No.

But if you arrive with a few

broken bones,

it doesn't matter to me.

[Lighter flicks]

don't!

[Lighter lid clanks shut]

or?

I will punch you in the face

until that cigarette falls out

your mouth.

[Scoffs] seriously?

Ellen: try it!

See, normally I'd be curious,

hmm,

but not today.

Not with you.

You're the one that's going to

suffer anyway.

And why is that?

Because I get really

ratty when I don't smoke!

[Professor chugging]

[professor exhales loudly]

[car engine softly roars]

[car engine

continues roaring]

where is it?

You'll see when we get there.

No, my case?

In the back.

Well, considering its

contents,

you don't care very much, hmm?

[Combination lock clicking]

ellen: don't.

Professor: don't what?

Ellen: open it.

Don't you want to see?

Ellen: I still don't know what

you've got inside there.

Professor: what are you

scared of?

Do you think I'm like you, that

I carry a piece, hmm?

So aren't you going to ask?

Ask what?

What makes me so special,

and why your people wanted me

dead,

but now, they want me alive?

You are alive because of the

henco.

Yeah, but that doesn't

answer why

you were sent to k*ll me.

You were trading

information with the government.

What type of information?

What type of information?

Oh, wait, [sucks teeth]

it's above your pay grade.

Ellen: I'm not going to

argue with you, old man!

Just out of curiosity, what do

you do?

Ellen: what, my job?

Professor: yep.

Ellen: oh, I'm a-

professor: you know,

what's your job title?

Ellen: I'm trying to tell-

professor: I just want

professor: to be clear.

Ellen: yeah, but if you listen-

professor: I don't care

about you,

no one cares about you!

It doesn't matter what you do.

I'm the one who's important

here, not you!

You're expendable!

God, you're a nasty old drunk.

They left that out your file.

Professor: I'm hungover, yeah,

and this, [flask rattling]

this is the only thing

that's keeping my nerves at ease

since I was almost ex*cuted.

You're still an alcoholic.

Well, I'm not contesting that.

[Car engine softly roars]

[car engine continues roaring]

what are you doing now?

Professor: getting my file.

What makes you think I got it

with me?

Professor: [chuckles] you

people are so predictable.

Ellen: that so?

Professor: yeah.

I bet you, my file is...

Oh, hang on, wait.

Don't tell me you don't bet?

So predictable.

[Combination lock clicks]

ellen: you don't see me

ruffling through your things.

Ah-ha!

You tried to open my case.

The combination had changed.

You just didn't succeed.

You point that finger at me

again and I will break it off.

[Car engine softly roars]

[car engine continues roaring]

god, you're like a child!

3-7-3-6-7-1.

Professor: what?

Ellen: the code.

I didn't expect that.

That's the code to my case,

not my life.

[Lock clicks open]

no, that's not what I meant.

Well, we got off on the wrong

foot.

[Briefcase lid thuds shut]

professor: I can read this?

Ellen: mm-hmm.

It's about you, after all.

[Pages rustling]

there's nothing in here about

the henco.

Why would there be?

[Paper rustling]

yep, that's me.

My life, my time on earth.

[Briefcase lid thuds shut]

[car engine softly roars]

you know, I came here a

young man to begin my research.

I sacrificed everything for my

work,

and then some.

You know, I never got

homesick before-

ellen: why are you

telling me this?

Do you know what it's like

to truly devote your entire life

to a cause,

and then realize, you didn't

believe in it?

Well, you were young and

ambitious.

You wanted to help mankind.

Yeah, but it was all lies.

And you turned into a drunk,

and now you are on the run.

Oh, is that right?

What a waste of a brilliant

mind.

Yeah, but you don't know me.

No, I don't know about you,

professor.

I didn't just read your

file.

Well, I'll be damned!

I'm in the presence of a

fan.

I know about the

young, controversial scientists.

You forced physicists

to completely rethink

the science of black holes.

God, a nobel prize at the age of

23!

A genius of our time.

No university education.

A gift to mankind.

I read all about you as a child.

I read about your series.

Yeah, but you certainly

didn't appear starstruck

when you first met me.

Do you normally go around

trying to blow the brains out

of all your childhood

idols, hmm?

Who's next on the list,

tina turner,

rolling stones, bruce

springsteen, who?

You were a threat.

Threats have to be taken out.

You think you're carrie

mathison.

I am just doing my job.

Yeah, well, I failed at mine.

Obviously not,

I mean, if you've made

the henco.

What's so funny?

There's nothing in

your briefcase, is there?

[Professor continues laughing]

do you think I would've

gone to such lengths to hide it,

if it wasn't real?

[Professor laughs]

[car engine rumbles]

[eerie suspenseful music]

[car door slams shut]

what is this place?

Ellen: it was the test facility

the '50s.

[Car door slams shut]

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continues]

professor: what did they test?

Ellen: the us had mk ultra and

britain had this.

Apparently, we were

more successful, though,

but I wouldn't know.

That was before my time.

And?

Oh, only a handful of us know

about this place now.

They did test on us during our

training.

What type of tests?

What type of tests, ellen?

It's time for you to show me

what inside that briefcase.

Through there, go on.

Through there.

[Briefcase thuds]

[g*n softly clacks]

there's no need for that.

Don't try anything stupid.

I thought you were protecting

me?

I still don't know what's in

there.

[Combination lock clicking]

[lock clatters open]

[dark ominous music]

professor: the henco.

Ellen: so this is it?

What else were you expecting?

[Dark ominous music continues]

[intense whooshing]

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[feet shuffling]

[ellen panting heavily]

[light ray whooshing]

[ellen continues panting

heavily]

[light ray whooshing]

[light ray whooshing]

[feet clomping]

[ellen groans]

[light ray whooshing]

[ellen pants heavily]

[light ray whooshing]

professor?!

[Ellen grunts]

[light ray whooshing]

[light rays continue whooshing]

professor?!

[Light rays continue whooshing]

[ellen pants heavily]

[light rays continue whooshing]

[frightened gasp]

what the hell?

Disembodied voice: ellen.

[Disembodied voice echoes]

ellen: how do you know my name?

Disembodied voice: I

know everything.

Come on, where the f*ck am i?

Disembodied voice: inside

the henco.

Ellen: who are you?

Disembodied voice: soon, you

will know.

Ellen: what am I doing here?

Disembodied voice: you are

being prepared.

Ellen: for what?

Disembodied voice: it doesn't

matter now.

You're not safe.

You must go.

I don't understand.

Disembodied voice: you're

in danger.

[Light ray whooshing]

[intense booming]

[combination lock clicking]

[lock clatters open]

professor: the henco.

So this is it?

What else were you expecting?

[Disembodied voices whispering]

[eerie suspenseful music]

[chair creaks]

something isn't right.

Professor: ellen?

Ellen: from outside.

[Professor whimpers]

professor: but where are

you going?

[Briefcase lid clanks]

professor: oh, wait for me!

[Whispers] ellen?

[Eerie suspenseful music

continues]

ellen, what's going on?

[Ellen shushing]

[eerie suspenseful music swells]

what the f*ck?!

[g*nsh*t firing]

[ellen grunts]

[g*nsh*t firing]

professor: are you all right?

Ellen: what is going on here?

Professor: are you okay?

How did you know he was here?

[g*nsh*t firing]

[stammers] shit!

Ellen: I had a feeling.

I told you it wasn't safe to

be here.

We need to go now!

Ellen: what is going on?

[g*nshots firing]

tell me, what is going on?!

I k*lled him before.

Professor: no, you just simply

can't k*ll them.

Ellen: them?!

Professor: yeah, my people.

Ellen: your people?!

Your people?!

Who are your people?!

Please!

[Stammers] alpha centaurians.

Ellen: is that the name of

your unit?

It's the name of my race.

Oh, come on!

Professor: think about

it, ellen!

That man back there, the henco.

Ellen: you're lying to me.

Professor: oh, really?

Ellen: I would've been told

about that.

[Professor laughs maniacally]

ellen: why are you laughing?!

Professor: you're just a pawn!

So am i!

I mean, they want me alive,

but that's only because they

still need me.

Don't!

Ellen: we need some support.

Professor: think about

what you're doing.

They're only going to tell you

to go somewhere else,

and then you're gonna

risk being k*lled again.

You said it yourself,

"there's only a handful

of people who know

about this place!"

Something must have gone

wrong.

Yeah, what went wrong

was that your people

made a deal with mine,

and then they told them where we

were.

Yeah, we came close to being

k*lled.

[Ellen hyperventilates]

professor: hmm?

I can't...

I can't...

Ellen: oh, god!

Professor: ellen? Ellen?

Could you just...

It'll be alright.

Ellen: oh, god!

Professor: ellen, come on.

Professor: just keep calm!

Ellen: this is crazy!

This is bullshit!

Professor: oh, look...

Look, it'll be all right.

It's all right.

[Ellen mumbles indistinctly]

just deep breaths, ellen.

[Ellen pants heavily]

come on, deep breaths for me.

That's it, deep breaths.

[Ellen pants heavily]

ellen, liste to me.

I can tell you the truth.

I can tell you what's really

going on here,

but I need you to be strong.

Ellen, I need you to keep your

shit together.

I need you to protect me.

What's the point?

Well, do it for yourself then.

Ellen: it doesn't matter.

All right, well, then don't do

it for yourself!

Don't do it for me,

but do it for your race.

Do it for your humanity.

[Ellen breathes shakily]

ellen, if he catches me,

if they take me back,

if he takes me back, then it's

all over.

Ellen: [breathes shakily]

what do you mean by that?

Let me...

Let me have a look at that, hmm?

Please.

[Ellen continues

breathing shakily]

[gentle dramatic music]

[ellen whimpers]

[professor exhales loudly]

[ellen breathes shakily]

ellen: what are you going to

do that?

Trust me, hmm?

[Suspenseful dramatic music]

[intense whooshing]

[ellen whimpers painfully]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

your arm's going to be numb for

a while.

[Hand tapping]

[ellen gasps]

[footsteps departing]

let's go.

[Ellen whimpers softly]

let's go!

[Ellen pants heavily]

[car engine roars]

[mystical dramatic music]

[mystical dramatic music

continues]

what was that that you used

back there to heal me?

Professor: this?

Ellen: mm-hmm.

Professor: this is my sennai.

Ellen: your what?

Look, it's kind of hard

to explain.

I guess you humans would say,

that part of my soul is in

the sennai.

Are you pulling my leg?

Professor: surely, your

understanding of what is

and isn't possible has changed?

So you're telling me that is

a part of your soul?

Professor: yes and no.

A part of my soul exists in my

sennai.

Why?

Professor: my soul powers

the sennai

and the sennai has the ability

to change matter.

Look, it's hard to explain.

Look, I guess the easiest way

to understand it is,

the sennai can move protons and

electrons at rapid speeds,

allowing matter to be changed.

Show me.

Professor: all sennai are linked

if I use this, you'll know

exactly where we are.

I don't know if I'd give up

part of my soul

for that ability.

[Scoffs] I wouldn't either.

But you did.

Well, my whole civilization did,

but not for that.

No, they did it because

the sennai is indestructible.

It can't be destroyed.

So you're immortal?

Part of me is, yes.

The part of me that exists in

my sennai.

Nothing in the entire universe

can destroy it?

Except a black hole.

What I don't get is what you

were doing here?

I know you were trading

information with the government,

but what exactly were you

trading?

Professor: information to help

your race to evolve,

evolve on a very specific path.

Ellen: what kind of information?

Your cars, your tvs, your

weapons, your bombs, everything,

we gave it to you.

Then why?

Why help us?

The universe is a huge field

of potential.

Only a tiny portion of what

can happen actually does happen.

Anything in it, everything, is

possible.

I changed your civilization

and ensured that certain things

are never in existence.

Sounds very noble of you.

Yeah, but that's what your

people thought.

What's the real reason?

By controlling what comes into

your civilization,

we can ensure that you're ready.

For what?

Ready for what?

To...

To be enslaved.

The human race won't stand by

and let that happen.

We've set you on a path,

a very specific path,

a path of self-destruction.

The human race will destroy

itself,

or at least come close to

destroying itself,

and then we will come.

We will be your saviours.

We will be the gods you need.

Sounds like k*lling you

might be my only option.

[Professor scoffs]

k*lling me won't change a

thing.

Your race is already in

self-destruct mode.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Anything's possible, right?

Professor: in most cases, yeah,

but not this one.

Either I get back to my people,

and we continue with our

plans to enslave the human race,

or I don't,

and then they will wipe out all

existence of this planet.

I thought you had a plan to

save us?

I do.

A third possibility.

Well, what is it?!

Professor: look, I need to

show you,

but before I show you anything,

we need to disappear.

We need to disappear.

[Melancholic orchestral music]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

[footsteps pattering]

scrapyard owner: you're late.

I was hopin' you'd been shot.

Professor: yeah, but we got

caught up in something.

Scrapyard owner: yeah, well, I

don't like waiting.

Professor: yeah, well, we're

here now.

Yeah, I can see that.

Who's the bird?

Careful.

Professor: a friend.

You know a lot of people are

looking for you.

Professor: that's why

we're here.

Is everything ready?

[Car lock clicks]

professor: and?

In the glove box.

Professor: no, that's not

what I meant.

Scrapyard owner: [scoffs]

look, you can take the car,

you're not getting anything else

of mine.

Understood.

Let's go.

Wait!

They're tracking your phone.

[Suspenseful dramatic music]

pass it.

[Phone thuds]

professor: feel lucky?

[Car doors slams shut]

[car engine turns over]

[car engine rumbles]

some chance.

Ellen: what's in the glove box?

Professor: take a look.

[Glove box clatters open]

ellen: oh, you've got to be

kidding?!

Professor: [chuckles] hand them

over. [Package crinkling]

ellen: what is so special

about those?

Professor: bingo!

Ellen: what?

Salt and vinegar.

Ellen: mmm, can I have one?

[Chip crunching]

no, they're mine.

Ellen: nice.

Professor: well, actually,

I could really use a nice

cold one

to wash it all down with now.

We're not stopping for

alcohol.

Professor: yeah, well, you're

forgetting something, hmm?

I'm in the driver's seat.

[Chuckles]

ellen: I hope you know where

we're going?

Oh, we're off to meet someone.

Well, that's not part of the

plan.

Professor: what plan?

Well, I thought that

we were going to go-

professor: yeah, well, I thought

we were working together now?

You know, maybe it's because

you're still drunk,

you think I wouldn't see through

your bullshit?

I'm stone cold sober, that's

the problem.

You know, if I was drunk, I

might even fancy you.

Imagine that?

[Ellen laughs sarcastically]

ellen: screw you.

If I was drunk, I'd see past

that hard exterior of yours.

Ellen: enough!

Look, I just want a drink,

hmm?

I'm a lot nicer when I have a

drink in me, I promise.

And I'm hungry.

People are hunting you down,

and you want to stop for food?

Yeah, well, they're hunting

you, too.

I know.

I still want some answers.

[Car engine roars]

[birds chirping]

[dog barks in distance]

ellen: it's probably cold by now

professor: it's rancid.

Who makes a roast chicken in a

diner?

[Ellen softly smirks]

ellen: you should eat.

You didn't!

I'm not hungry.

Waitress: that's it.

No one will bother us now.

We're good to go.

You like chicken?

This isn't chicken.

[Dish clanks]

oh, and bring me a drink.

None of that soft drink shit

either.

Ellen: and you call her a

friend?

Yep.

Ellen: doubt she calls you that,

though.

There's no need to be mean.

[Chip bag crinkling]

god, you're incredible!

I'm hungry!

[Chip bag crinkling]

where's my drink?

This isn't a pub.

Yeah, I know that!

Waitress: then stop asking for

the impossible.

But you're telling me,

there's no alcohol on these

premises?

I've got white spirit, that's

about it.

You're looking old.

Well, you're no sign of beauty

yourself.

It's this planet.

It's changed me.

I can see that.

[Chip bag rattling]

who is she?

She was sent to k*ll me.

So you thought you'd bring her

along?

Professor: oh, she's protecting

me now.

Of all the people on this

planet, you chose her?

What are you talking about?

It's fate.

I thought, after all these

years,

you'd a stopped that fate

malarkey.

It's the only option we have

left.

You said you wanted to help.

Waitress: that's right.

You sure you want to do this?

Let's get on with it.

What are you going to do?

[Briefcase lock clatters]

be quiet!

[Suspenseful dramatic music]

are you ready?

[Suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[intense whooshing]

[melancholic orchestral music]

it's happening.

What?

Professor: the henco's absorbing

all of her memories,

experiences, everything about

her.

Why?

So that my people can learn

from her.

[Stammers] why don't you just

ask her?

No, it would take

billions upon billions of years

to fully explain

everything she's experienced,

every memory, every thought,

conscious and unconscious.

Why do you need her memories

and her experiences?

Well, like me,

there are people here

gathering information,

information that needs to be

gathered.

God!

[Body thuds]

leave her.

She's your friend!

Yeah, we need to go.

Her sennai would've released a

massive amount of energy,

and he'll be able to track it.

Ellen: give me the keys then.

Professor: you don't even

know where we're going!

Ellen: well, it's time to

start sharing.

I am in this with you!

[Melancholic orchestral music]

[car engine softly roars]

what happened to her sennai?

The henco absorbed it.

I thought nothing could

destroy a sennai?

The henco can.

When I was briefed,

I was told that the henco

could provide

an endless supply of energy.

Just another lie, I guess?

Not quite.

It is an endless supply of

energy,

but it's much more than that.

It has endless possibilities.

What do you mean?

Well, I haven't

learned everything about it yet.

But you made it,

you must know what it can do?

Well, technically, I only made

the device.

I didn't create what's inside.

What's inside?

A black hole.

You made a black hole?

No, I encapsulated a black

hole,

and I found a way to harness its

energy.

Ellen: why?

Professor: well, its energy sits

between existence

and non-existence.

No, no, no, no!

Why do this?

Because I believe it is

the keyhole to another universe,

the universe of non-existence.

I don't care about what you

believe.

I just want to know what you're

using it for.

I told you, to gather

experiences!

Yeah, but what are you using

those experiences for?

To help my civilization evolve

faster,

and then that way,

we can learn all there is to

know about your race,

so that we can truly manipulate

and enslave you.

I still don't know how I'm

helping earth

by letting you do this?

For the first time,

my civilization has fully

experienced emotions,

and then by doing this, we will

learn compassion,

and hopefully, spare yours.

Hopefully?

Hope is all we have left.

[Feet shuffling]

[clock ticking softly in the

background]

[feet shuffling]

you seem different.

It's this place.

It does that.

You know why I'm here?

Not a clue.

Really?

Why don't you tell me?

Why are you still pretending

to be human?

I'm not.

Very interesting.

Much to learn.

But now, I must carry out my

orders.

I don't want trouble.

This isn't just about you.

Then who is this about?

Guardian: what's he doing?

Waitress: who?

You must know.

The professor.

Carrying out his orders, I

thought?

Then why is he running?

Didn't think he was.

I don't understand.

What?

Why you're not cooperating.

You are different.

It's been a long time.

Guardian: I need information and

you are not providing it.

Now, I must t*rture you.

You aren't authorized to do

that.

No, that's right, I'm not,

unless you're a traitor.

Are you a traitor?

I'm no traitor.

Your sennai is gone.

He used the henco.

I thought he was authorized to

use it.

He is not authorized to use

it without a guardian present,

you know this.

But you're here now.

You are providing me

with conflicting information.

You're a traitor.

I'm trying to help our people.

How?

I was warned about this.

Emotion, they call it.

That's a weakness.

I just don't suppress them

anymore.

So you are like them now?

You feel.

We all do.

You've just forgotten.

Love,

compassion,

joy,

all the feelings you feel now,

correct?

Yes.

And I feel better for it.

[g*n clanks]

what about fear?

Terror?

Complete utter despair?

Go ahead, sh**t me.

Guardian: I need

information first.

But if you do feel terror, then

I must use it.

What do you mean?

I'm going to drag you across

the floor.

I'm going to put that fryer on

high.

I'm going to hold your face in

it until you pass out.

And then, when you regain

consciousness,

I will start peeling off your

skin with one of your knives,

and the whole time, I will not

feel compassion.

I will have no sympathy.

I will not stop torturing you

until I have the required

information.

He's gathering experiences.

That is his mission.

You are providing me with no new

information.

Waitress: he thinks it can

change us.

How?

Waitress: he believes humans

have

changed us.

He thinks they can change us

further.

He says that, "when you see how

emotion has affected us,

you won't allow the henco to

return".

You have been infected.

[Melancholic orchestral

music]

[birds chirping]

[wings flapping]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

do you ever feel guilty?

For what?

Well, of the things you've

done.

Sometimes, but I try not to

think about it.

Ever been in love?

[Chuckles] what kind of a

question is that?

It's a simple one.

Is there anyone special in your

life?

No.

Ever?

I'll take that as a yes then.

There was someone once.

Oh, what happened then?

It was a long distance thing.

And?

[Sighs] well, he gave up

everything for me, really,

and...

I have a job.

What about family?

[Laughs] jesus!

Am I on a couch?

I don't want you inside my head.

I am not sharing my life with

you.

All right, then I'll share.

Ask me a question then.

Ellen: I can't think of

anything.

Professor: oh, try.

Ellen: no.

All right, have you ever been in

love?

[Scoffs] that's original.

Well... [Sighs]

look, love is new to me.

It doesn't exist where I come

from.

That's really sad.

Not really, not if you don't

know otherwise.

Yeah, but you do now, right?

Well, I've experienced emotions

since I've been on earth.

So has there been anyone?

Well, you know there wasn't.

I mean, you've read my

whole life.

I have learned a lot of

things today

that were not included in

your report.

No, I was married to my work,

and booze was my mistress.

So yes, I am your typical

married old man.

Maybe you'll find a romance,

you know, your final crescendo.

Yeah?

You think that could happen?

Honestly, no, you're way

too grumpy.

[Professor laughs]

[professor coughs]

that's mean.

Mean, mean.

Ellen: nah, you're old.

Ellen: old, old.

Professor: yeah.

And so are you!

Ellen: I'm in my 30s!

Professor: yeah, and so am i!

Just not here.

Just not now.

And you're old,

just not at this point in

space time.

But I am, and you are,

just as I am you, and you will

be me.

Infinite possibilities with

continuous circles.

[Professor coughs]

sounds quite spiritual for a

scientific mind?

Yeah.

Isn't that the point of science

in this galaxy, hmm,

to prove your spiritual beliefs?

[Chuckles]

[professor coughs]

[car thuds]

what the hell is that?

[Tire iron clanks]

[ellen grunts]

so tell me about your next

victim.

[Tire iron clatters]

what did you just say?

Who's the next person who's

soul we're draining?

f*ck you!

[Footsteps departing]

well, don't be so sensitive!

[Crows cawing]

[professor coughs]

[professor grunts]

[professor coughs]

[car door slams]

[professor continues coughing]

thanks for the help, grumpy.

[Professor coughs] hey!

We are going to get back on the

road.

[Professor grunts]

[professor pants heavily]

ellen: oh, you look rough.

Professor: I feel like shit.

Ellen: you haven't had a drink

in a while.

Professor: death, ellen.

Death is approaching.

Ellen: I thought that wasn't

possible?

Professor: no, now, come.

Come sit.

Ellen: no, we need to get

back on the road.

Professor: now, come.

[Ellen clears throat] sit.

[Ellen scoffs]

professor: come on!

[Ellen grunts]

just stop for a minute, hmm?

Professor: look.

Ellen: at what?

Professor: look up.

[Ellen sighs]

imagine a sea of ideas, and

possibilities,

and potential outcomes,

so vast, so incredibly vast,

that it almost becomes physical.

Trillions of quadrillions of

tredecillion

of potential possibilities

and outcomes all crammed into a

tiny space,

that it starts to become like a

fog, and then like a gas,

and then like a liquid,

and finally, a solid.

It would be the most dense clump

of anti-matter in the universe.

How do you do it?

Do what?

Risk your life for others,

put your life on the line.

Ellen: no, it's just part of

my job.

No! No, you could've left.

You could've left me behind.

And watch my planet be

enslaved?

Besides, what would you have

done without me?

Come on, let's go.

[Professor grunts and pants]

professor: it's time.

Ellen: time for what?

Professor: I was hoping to do

this somewhere else,

but you need to do this now

before it's too late.

Ellen: what are you doing?

[Car door slams]

professor: the henco's gathered

all the info

it needs on earth,

enough for my people to overtake

your planet,

but the one thing that it is

missing is real human emotion,

and it is that, I believe,

that will give my people a

chance.

It will make them change.

And that will, in turn, give

them compassion.

What about the lady back

there,

your friend?

Professor: no, no, no.

It's not enough.

They'll just simply say, "she

was infected with a disease".

Emotions aren't diseases!

It needs to be you.

[Stammers] why?

Because you're here now.

Fate, ellen.

Fate chose you.

Ellen: I said, "no".

Professor: please?

Well, what will happen to you?

Professor: I'll be mortal

like you.

Ellen: but-

don't worry about me.

How can you say that?

I've caused enough destruction

over so many civilizations.

It's time for me to help.

Ellen, focus on the henco and

listen.

Follow my instructions.

Ellen: [whispers] what am

I doing?

Listen, ellen. Inside of you is

your past, your future,

your essence, your everything.

The henco just wants to learn.

Now, concentrate on your family.

Ellen: I don't have a family.

Professor: the family you

never had!

I don't understand what

you mean by that!

Professor: bring the

non-existent into existence.

[Suspenseful dramatic music]

[disembodied voices echoing]

that's it!

[Suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[disembodied voices whispering]

[car engine roars]

[electrical static]

[intense whooshing]

[disembodied voices echoing]

I can see them, but they're

not real.

Focus!

[Disembodied voices whispering]

[intense whooshing]

[disembodied voices whispering]

[light ray whooshing]

[footsteps clomping]

[disembodied voices continue

whispering]

I'm ready.

Disembodied voice: for what?

I want to transfer all my

memories, my experiences,

everything about me, to you.

Disembodied voice: but I know

you already.

I know everything about you.

How?

Disembodied voice: you and

and I are one.

It is you who needs to learn

what I have gathered,

and let me be part of you once

again.

That doesn't make any sense.

Disembodied voice: silence.

Why is this taking so long?

Come on.

Disembodied voice: you're

still not ready.

You must surrender yourself.

[Intense whooshing]

[suspenseful dramatic music]

ellen?

[Professor grunts]

[professor mumbles]

come on, ellen.

Ellen, it'll be all right.

Come on! Huh?

Come on, ellen!

[Professor groans]

there you go, ellen.

Come on.

Lift your legs.

[Professor pants heavily]

[car door slams shut]

[professor continues panting

heavily]

[briefcase clatters open]

[professor continues panting

heavily]

[car door slams shut]

[car door thuds shut]

[mystical dramatic music]

[car engine softly roars]

[inhales sharply] oh, god!

[Ellen yells out painfully]

ellen?

Ellen: oh, what's happening?!

Professor: ellen, ellen?

[Ellen pants heavily]

ellen, focus.

Ellen, we're here.

Professor: we're in the car.

Ellen: oh, I can't deal

with this!

Just breathe.

[Ellen pants heavily]

[ellen yells out painfully]

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

just breathe, ellen.

Breathe, that's it.

That's it, nice and slow.

[Professor snaps fingers]

ellen, ellen?

Ellen, it's me.

We're in the car.

That's it.

[Ellen whimpers]

that's it, breathe.

[Ellen sobs]

it's all right.

It's all right.

Come.

[Professor snaps fingers]

ellen, stay focused.

[Ellen sobs]

I can't!

Ellen: I don't want to-

professor: yes, you can.

Professor: you can.

Ellen: I don't want to-

tell me.

I just... [Pants heavily]

mm-hmm.

I just remember staring at the

henco.

Yeah, then what?

[Ellen pants heavily]

I don't know! I don't know,

I don't know! I don't know!

Professor: well, [stammers]...

Was there a haze?

Was there a light?

What was-

no, I can't!

I can't remember this!

Go on.

Think.

Slow down and think.

Slow and think.

That's it, go on!

[Pants heavily] I was staring

at the henco, and then-

and?

[Pants heavily] everything is

just...

Professor: what, blank, blank,

and blank-

ellen: no, no,

my mind doesn't feel blank. It-

professor: okay, okay.

Breathe, breathe.

It [stammers] feels stuff,

and-

uh-huh, stuff.

Professor: what stuff? Help me.

Ellen: it feels like-

professor: help me here.

Everything!

[Stammers] I don't know!

[Ellen grunts painfully]

professor: look here. Look.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ellen, ellen?

We're here.

[Ellen pants heavily]

you and me.

[Professor snaps fingers]

ellen: mm-hmm.

Professor: yeah?

That's it.

That's a girl.

Just breathe.

[Ellen pants heavily]

ellen: mm-mmm.

Professor: whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.

Come on!

Come on!

[Ellen exhales loudly]

that's... [Coughs]

[professor continues coughing]

that's... [Continues coughing]

that's it, ellen. [Coughs]

that's it.

[Coughs] breathe.

[Professor continues coughing]

just keep breathing, ellen.

[Professor continues coughing]

[both panting heavily]

[car engine roars]

[car engine softly roars]

when I was a kid,

I used to lie on the grass and

stare at the sky.

Well, it was usually just grey

clouds.

But I would stare up at them.

I'd stare for so long

that the clouds would start to

distort.

And then I would wonder,

you know, are the stars still

there,

even though the sun used to

block them,

or even when the clouds covered

the sky?

I used to think about what else

I didn't know,

because I just couldn't see it.

I used to think if there were

other beings. [Smirks softly]

I wondered if there was another

me, you know,

or if there were more than just

two of us?

Maybe loads?

Maybe billions and billions of

me?

There's only one of you.

You're unique, ellen, believe

me.

[Professor coughs]

hey, listen, I'll take over.

I'll be fine.

[Professor coughs]

it's not an option.

Just, look, tell me where we

are, and I'll take over.

[Car engine softly roars]

[professor snores loudly]

[professor continues snoring]

[professor coughs]

hey!

[Professor continues coughing]

hey, are you okay?

[Professor pants heavily]

oh, you're in a bad shape.

Yeah, I guess.

[Professor coughs]

ellen: all right.

I know somewhere not far from

here.

Professor: no!

You need to rest.

Don't worry about me.

Ellen: no, we both need to.

You're strong.

You'll be fine.

Ellen: you can get a drink

there. [Professor coughs]

professor: drink?

Ellen: booze.

Yeah, well, I need a drink.

[Professor coughs]

[waves gently lapping]

[seagulls squawking]

[footsteps pattering]

barman: we're closing soon.

[Briefcase thuds]

what sort of a pub

closes this early?

Barman: yeah, my pub.

I had nowhere else to go.

We need a room.

[Professor coughs]

and I need someone I can trust.

[Barman softly smirks]

[newspaper thuds]

barman: we only have

single rooms.

Professor: ahh!

Well, that works for me.

Oh, classy.

And where are the rooms in this

fine establishment?

Oh, through the door, up the

stairs.

Barman: oh, the rooms, they're

clean.

Sheets haven't been washed in a

while, but they're clean.

Professor: I thank you, kind

sir. [Footsteps departing]

[door clatters open]

[door slams shut]

so do I get one?

[Key rattles]

I appreciate it.

I'll be back in a second.

Just don't go anywhere.

[Door clatters open]

[door slams shut]

[seagulls squawking]

ellen: can I get a drink?

Barman: of course.

Ellen: you're being

friendly now?

Barman: when wasn't i?

I let you in, got you a bed,

now I'm offering you a drink.

It's a gin and tonic, right?

Oh, you remembered.

Barman: a bartender remembers

everybody's drink.

Thought I was special.

Barman: yeah, and for the old

man?

He'll have a whiskey.

Barman: you must know him

well if you know his poison?

Ellen: [scoffs] well enough.

Barman: hmm.

So I've got a question for you.

Oh, yeah?

Why here, hmm?

All the places in the world, why

here?

I said I'd come one day.

This isn't how I imagined it.

Well, how did you imagine it?

I don't know.

Not like this.

[Glass thuds]

you shouldn't have come.

I told you, I had nowhere else

to go.

Barman: that's sad.

Who's the boyfriend?

[Ellen chuckles slyly]

fine, ignore me.

You're so good at that.

I shouldn't have come.

I'm sorry.

You haven't even finished your

drink.

Wait, wait, look, I'm sorry!

What do you expect?

I haven't seen you in...

Barman: how'd you expect

me to feel?

Ellen: happy.

Happy to see me.

[Coat thuds]

or concerned.

Concerned about what?

What kinda trouble you in?

Sit.

You know you can talk to me,

right?

[Ellen chuckles]

look, I'm just tired, and, you

know, I need to just get a-

professor: a whiskey, if I may

please, landlord?

Already poured and waiting.

Professor: ah!

[Chuckles softly] [cup thuds]

professor: how did you know?

Barman: I didn't.

How did you know?

You stink of whiskey.

I made the logical conclusion.

[Chuckles] only a drunk has such

a fine nose for booze.

Yeah, someone who's used to

pouring for an alcoholic.

Well, whoever taught you how

to pour drinks

obviously never drunk whiskey

before.

You do not water down a whiskey.

You drink it neat, straight.

Barman: not where I'm from,

because where I'm from, people

show a bit of gratitude.

I am eternally grateful for

the drink.

Thank you.

I am also eternally grateful for

the room, too.

Thank you again.

[Cup thuds]

[professor exhales loudly]

you two obviously have a lot to

discuss,

so I'll head up to my room.

Ellen: yes, go on.

Barman: no, stay.

We've discussed everything we

need to.

Barman: come, drink.

A friend of ellen's a friend of

mine.

Well, how about you pour me a

proper one now, hmm?

Better yet...

[Bottle shuffling]

[glass thuds]

professor: ah!

Barman: how about the

whole bottle?

[Professor chuckles]

one of those nights, is it?

Professor: it's been

one of those lives.

And could I please have a nice,

clean glass

for my lady friend here?

I don't want this fine liquid

contaminated with gin.

[Cup clanks]

barman: she can have mine.

Have a drink with us.

Can't, got plans.

Oh, stay a bit longer,

come on!

I can't leave her waiting.

Try not to trash the place, huh?

Ellen: will I see you

tomorrow?

Barman: only you can answer

that.

Ellen: what are we drinking

to?

Love?

No.

Then what?

How about morality, and living

one day longer?

Hmm.

[Cups clanking]

[professor coughs]

you know, you're much more fun

to be around

when you have a drink in you.

[Laughs] that sounds like an

insult.

Mmm, oh, yeah.

You're much more...

You're more attractive.

Are you flirting with me?

If I had a song, I'd play

matchmaker. [Chuckles softly]

[professor coughs]

[cup clanks]

[professor grunts and coughs]

you drink too much.

This is for you.

[Laughs] no, I've had enough.

You know, there are very few

moments in life, [mumbles]

you get to relax and have a bit

of fun.

Well, now, here's one of them.

[Cups clanking]

[cup thuds]

another.

I bet you never thought

getting drunk with an old man

could be so much fun, hmm?

Maybe I like old things?

[Liquid sloshing]

you know, I'm not that old.

You are to me.

To earth, home of the devil's

juice.

Home of the devil's juice.

[Cups clanking]

and to dancing.

I don't dance with aliens.

If this was my last day, my

last day, pfft, in existence,

would you dance with me then?

[Laughs] no.

Professor: it could all be

over tomorrow.

Ellen: it could.

Professor: all the more reason

to dance with me then.

It's not happening.

[Professor softly grunts]

I get it.

Change the variables and you get

a different outcome, hmm?

[Professor coughs]

[professor grunts]

[professor coughs]

[chair shuffling]

[professor groans]

this is more difficult than it

looks.

[Scoffs] old people and tech.

Professor: screw you!

[Ellen laughs]

I invented tech, lady.

Don't forget that.

Just trying to find the perfect

song.

[Stammers] that song.

[Professor groans]

there it is.

Yeah.

[Gentle music plays]

there we go.

Ellen, listen.

Listen, ellen.

[Mumbles] our song.

Mm-hmm.

["Road to venus" by leif

vollebekk plays]

constellation

in the sky

[professor hums offbeat]

ellen: come on.

Professor: mmm? What?

Ellen: just put that down.

In twilight light

saw your reflection

I haven't done this in years.

No, it's easy.

Just follow me.

In the pool

professor: isn't the man

supposed to lead?

No, that's the problem.

You always think it's about

power.

Have to see it as a union,

like two souls interlinking.

[Ellen clears throat]

and if all's fair

[gasps] you know, the universe

moves with rhythms and-

ellen: shush!

Just shut up and enjoy it.

In between us

road to venus

road to venus

saw you play

upon the frets

with just your little

silhouette

never knew

no one like you

and I still haven't yet

followed you above the crowd

lonely

as a cloud

from carolina

to salinas

road to venus

road to venus

["road to venus" continues

playing]

["road to venus" continues

playing]

saddle blankets

on the wall

[door thuds]

[professor coughs]

don't die on me, okay?

Professor: I have no intention

of dying on this planet.

[Professor coughs]

ellen: here?

[Professor pants heavily]

[car clatters off-road]

professor: this tree.

This... [Coughs]

this one!

[Ellen speaks indistinctly]

[professor pants]

[professor coughs]

[professor pants heavily]

[car door slams]

ellen: you okay?

Professor: need to find

a bigger clearing-

ellen: okay.

Professor: to summon the

gateway.

[Gentle melancholic music]

this way.

[Professor coughs]

yeah.

[Bushes rustling]

[professor coughs]

[gentle melancholic music

continues]

[professor pants heavily]

[ellen grunts]

[professor continues

panting heavily]

what now?

We keep moving.

[Professor pants heavily]

[gentle melancholic

music continues]

[professor coughs]

[professor pants heavily]

ellen: well, what are you doing?

Professor: no, let me smoke!

Are you trying to k*ll yourself?

Professor: no, [pants heavily]

the nicotine.

The nicotine gives me the rush I

need, ellen.

[Professor coughs]

[lighter lid clanks]

[professor continues coughing]

I'm fine.

[Lighter flicks]

[professor pants heavily]

[professor coughs]

ready?

Ellen: mm-hmm.

[Professor coughs]

oh!

[Professor continues coughing]

come on.

Professor: no, no, enough!

[Ellen grunts]

[professor coughs]

[professor pants heavily]

professor: no more.

Come on, come on.

Come and lie.

Lie beside me here.

We have to return the henco.

We have to go.

Professor: ellen?

Ellen?

Ellen, search for the stars,

ellen.

[Professor pants]

ellen: get up!

Ellen?

You need to have faith

in yourself.

Yes.

Have some faith,

and you will bring the universe

back into balance.

Ellen: hey, you!

Hey!

Tell me how to summon

the gateway.

[Professor mumbles]

my soul.

My soul.

What happens to my soul when

I die?

I don't know.

[Professor gasps]

you're a part of me now, right?

[Professor pants heavily]

ellen, listen.

I won't die.

I will be you.

Ellen, huh?

And then you...

You will be...

[Somber instrumental music]

[somber instrumental music

continues]

[somber instrumental music

continues]

[somber instrumental music

continues]

[somber instrumental music

continues]

[dramatic instrumental music]

[dramatic instrumental music

continues]

[dramatic instrumental music

continues]

how did you find me?

Your energy has changed.

I thought you were using the

henco,

but it's just you.

Where's the gateway?

It hasn't been summoned.

Summon it.

No.

Where is he?

[Eerie suspenseful music]

he's dead.

Is it in there?

Pass it.

The henco has to be returned

to your people.

No.

[Eerie suspenseful music

continues]

[eerie suspenseful music

continues]

[g*n clacks in holster]

[eerie suspenseful music

continues]

[wind whipping]

[g*ns clattering]

[g*nsh*t firing][body thuds]

[wind whipping]

[footsteps pattering]

[wind continues whipping]

[briefcase thuds]

[locks clatter open]

[electronic buzzing]

[intense booming]

[light whooshing]

[light rays whooshing]

[mystical enchanting music]

[light ray whooshing]

[disembodied voices whispering]

[light ray whooshing]

ellen: I should be dead.

Disembodied voice: I'd never

let that happen.

Why?

Disembodied voice: you're the

key, ellen,

between existence and

non-existence.

What does that mean?

Disembodied voice:

we would've met sooner or later.

That is our fate.

I consume all life, all light,

everything.

I would've consumed galaxies

until I found you.

The henco just made it happen

sooner.

Then what now?

Disembodied voice: you have

sacrificed yourself,

and you are now ready to forget,

ellen.

Forget what?

Disembodied voice: to forget

everything.

Then you will truly comprehend

nothingness,

the birthplace of all existence.

Then you will bring balance to

the universe.

[Intense whooshing]

[body thuds]

[birds chirping]

[melancholic orchestral music]

[henco whirring]

[skin squelching]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

[footsteps pattering]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

guardian: it's not possible.

How are you still alive?

Answer me!

[Electricity crackling]

[guardian grunts]

[electricity continues

crackling]

where are you going?

I don't blame your people,

but they have to be stopped.

[Footsteps departing]

[electricity whooshing]

[body crackling]

[eerie suspenseful music]

[triumphant orchestral music]

[uptempo suspenseful music]

[uptempo suspenseful music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[suspenseful dramatic music

continues]

[melancholic orchestral music]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

[melancholic orchestral music

continues]

[music fades out]