Inside (2023)

[bunniefuu]

♪ ♪

(Distant traffic sounds)

(Traffic sounds grow louder)

(Helicopter blades whirring
in distance)

(Distant siren wailing)

♪ ♪

(Water lapping quietly)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Nemo:
When I was a kid,

my teacher asked,
what are the three things

that I would save from my house
if it were on fire.

I answered: My sketchbook,

my ac/dc album
and my cat Groucho.

♪ ♪

I didn't mention my parents
or my sister.

Of course,
most of the other kids did.

Does that make me a bad person?

♪ ♪

My cat died,

I lent that ac/dc album
to a guy named kojo

and I never saw it again.

But the sketchbook I kept.

♪ ♪

Cats die.

Music fades.

But art is for keeps.

(Helicopter blades whirring)

Pilot (over radio): Hey, guys,
two minutes to drop-off.

Proceeding as planned.

Number three, all good?

Number three (over radio):
All according to plan.

I'm in position.

Computer's online.

Pilot:
Final approach to target.

In position in five,
four, three,

two, one.

- Number one, go, go!
- (Blades whirring loudly)

- (Metallic clasps clicking)
- (Feet thud on ground)

(Helicopter flying away)

(Clicking, rustling)

(Traffic sounds in distance)

(Zipper whizzes)

(Distant sirens wailing)

Number three (over radio):
Open sesame in three, two, one.

(Clunking, whirring)

(Steady beeping)

(Over radio):
Proceed to step two,

deactivate the security system.

(Steady beeping continues)

Nemo (mutters):
Six, one, three.

(Beeping stops)

Number three (over radio):
Seven minutes and counting.

There we are.

(Grunts quietly)

Boo.

(Running footsteps)

That's f*cking weird.

Number three, come in.

- (Over radio): Roger.
- The self-portrait isn't here.

You what?

I found the three other
schieles like clockwork,

but no self-portrait.

No self-portrait?

Nemo:
Yeah, I'm in the master bedroom

and there's another painting
where it should be.

(Over radio):
That's impossible.

Go check
the video installation room.

(Over radio):
Four minutes and counting.

(Rapid beeping, whirring)

I'm in the video
installation room.

There's no paintings here.

(Over radio):
Are you sure?

(Woman speaks indistinctly
over video)

Uh, pretty sure.

Look again.

Man, the self-portrait
is not here.

- (Man speaking over video)
- Where the f*ck is it, then?

How the f*ck should I know?

Maybe he took it with him
to Kazakhstan.

Of course he didn't take it
to Kazakh-f*cking-Stan.

(Groans) -There's no way
he took it on a business trip.

What do you want me to do?

That piece was worth
three million, man.

Damn it.

We're out of time.
Take what you got and go.

(Breathing heavily)

Number three, come in.

I'm at the door. You hacked in?

(Over radio):
I am in.

Here's the activation code.

Are you ready?

Nemo:
Ready.

- (Over radio): Three, one,
- one.

- Six, zero,
- six.

- Seven, two.
- Zero, seven, two.

(Over radio):
Activate.

- Activate.
- (Rapid beeping)

(Over radio):
Oh, f*ck.

Automated voice:
System malfunction.

- What?
- (Alarm blaring)

Come on, guys.

- System malfunction.
- Nemo: What's happening?

What's going on?!

(Over radio): I don't know
what's happening, man.

I've lost access! -What
the hell? What's happening?!

(Over radio):
I don't understand!

- (Alarm continues blaring)
- Damn it!

- Nemo: Oh, g*dd*mn!
- This isn't supposed to happen!

(Alarm continues blaring)

Automated voice:
System malfunction.

System malfunction.

(Continues thudding
against window)

(Alarm continues blaring)

System malfunction.

- (Muffled alarm blaring)
- (Traffic sounds)

- (Muffled grunt)
- (Muffled thud)

- (Alarm blaring loudly)
- Malfunction.

(Thudding loudly)

System malfunction.

- System malfunction.
- (Thudding continues)

(Over radio):
Go back to that main door.

- Try it now, again.
- System malfunction.

(Alarm continues blaring)

- (Thudding against door)
- (Nemo grunting)

System malfunction.

- (Pounding on door)
- Nemo: It's locked.

It won't open.

- System malfunction.
- It won't open!

Come in, number three! Come in!

(Over radio):
I don't know what to do, man.

System malfunction.

(Over radio):
I'm sorry. You're on your own.

Come in!

(Over radio):
Over and out.

System malfunction.

System malfunction.

System malfunction.

(Alarm continues blaring)

System mal...

(Alarm continues blaring)

(Blaring alarm becomes muffled)

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- (Heart beating rhythmically)
- (Muffled blaring continues)

(Muffled blaring continues)

(Muffled thudding)

(Muffled grunting)

(Muffled blaring continues)

(Alarm continues blaring loudly)

(Strained grunting)

(Strained grunting)

(Loud blaring continues)

- (Blaring stops)
- (Sighs heavily)

(Speaker clatters)

(Grunts, sighs)

(Exhales heavily)

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

(Grunts softly)

(Grunts)

♪ ♪

(Continues hacking at door)

Come on, baby.

Ah, here you go. Here you go.

(Muttering):
Come on.

(Continues muttering quietly)

(Continues hacking at door)

(Nemo grunting)

(Monitor beeps)

(Buzzing)

(Panting)

(Air whooshing softly)

Huh?

(Sighs)

f*cking heat.

(Air continues whooshing softly)

(Slurps)

(Pipes gurgling)

- (Igniters clicking)
- Come on.

(Groans softly)

(Sighs)

Automated voice:
Hi there.

How about an egg white omelet
aux fines herbes

and an avocado
and mint smoothie?

Only ten percent
of your daily calor...

Automated voice:
Hi there.

- You are low on supplies.
- (Sighs)

Consult the smart home
groceries monitor.

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

- ♪ Hey, Macarena... ♪
- (Music stops)

Automated voice:
Hi there. Friendly reminder.

Do not leave
the fridge door open

for longer than 20 seconds.

- (Hacking at door)
- (Monitor trilling quietly)

(Nemo sighing)

(Hacking continues)

(Exhales heavily)

(Metallic tapping)

(Metallic tapping)

(Breathing heavily)

(Trilling)

- (Radio clicks)
- Come in, number three.

Come in, number three.

(Low chatter, radio static)

Number three, come in.

(Radio static hisses quietly)

Automated voice: Hi there.
You are low on supplies.

Consult the smart home
groceries monitor.

There's some vodka.

Party time.

(Sets items on counter)

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena... ♪

(Music stops)

(Static crackles over TV,
man speaking indistinctly)

(Man on TV continues
indistinctly)

(Static crackles)

(Woman speaking indistinctly)

(Distorted crowd cheering)

(Distorted woman moaning)

(Sighs quietly)

♪ ♪

(Sighs)

(Groans softly)

(Sniffs)

(Water lapping gently)

♪ ♪

(Helicopter blades whirring)

(Blades whirring loudly)

(Whirring continues)

(Panting)

(Helicopter passing)

(Panting)

(Helicopter departing)

(Soft rustling)

♪ ♪

(Wind whistling)

(Trills, beeps quietly)

(Air whooshing softly)

(Sighing)

(Exhales heavily)

(Radio static, low chatter)

Number three, come in.

(Low, indistinct chatter
over radio)

Number three, come in.

(Breathes deeply)

(Sighs)

(Rustling)

(Sighs)

(Medal jingles)

I've got the pritzker prize.

What the f*ck have you done?

(Continues hitting glass)

(Exhales heavily)

(Sighs)

(Urinating)

(Sighs)

(Watch rattling on glass)

(Clacking)

- (Yells)
- (Sharp clack)

(Exhales heavily)

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Panting)

(Strained grunting)

(Grunts)

(Panting)

(Strained grunting)

(Panting)

(Grunting)

(Grunts)

(Coughs)

(Grunts, sighs)

(Exhales heavily)

(Exhales heavily)

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

(Water dripping)

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

(Spits)

(Sniffs)

(Helicopter blades whirring
in distance)

(Helicopter passing)

(Sighs heavily)

(Pipes gurgling)

(Pipes gurgling)

(Clicking)

♪ ♪

(Moans quietly)

(Crunching)

(Slurps)

(Slurps, gulps)

(Loud crashing)

(Panting)

(Grunting)

(Pants)

(Grunts)

(Rattling)

♪ ♪

(Siren wailing in distance)

(No audio)

♪ ♪

(Pencil continues scratching
on paper)

(Pencil scratching on paper)

(Laughs softly)

Hmm.

What are you eating? Is...

Oh, f*ck. Ah.

(Sighs)

Oh, there she is.

There you are.

(Sighs)

Hmm.

(Quietly):
Ah, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

f*ck.

(Monitor trilling quietly)

Oh, man.

Cool.

(Grunts softly)

(Groaning):
Oh. Oh.

(Trilling quietly)

(Objects clattering)

f*cking guy has everything
but a can opener.

Ah, f*ck!

(Cries out,
hisses through teeth)

(Inhales sharply)

Ah, f*ck.

(Breathing heavily)

(Breathing heavily)

(Fingers squeak)

(Slurping)

(Moans, crunching)

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Hey, Macarena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

- (Breathing heavily)
- ♪ que tu cuerpo es pa' darle ♪

♪ Alegría y cosa buena ♪

Oh, god. -♪ Dale a tu cuerpo
alegría, Macarena ♪

♪ Hey, Macarena ♪

♪ Now, don't you worry
about my boyfriend ♪

♪ A boy whose name
is vitorino ♪

♪ Ha! I don't want him,
couldn't stand him ♪

♪ He was no good, so I...
(Laughter) ♪

♪ Now, come on,
what was I supposed to do? ♪

♪ He was out of town
and his two friends ♪

- (Crying)
- ♪ were so fine ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Hey, Macarena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Hey, Macarena ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah... ♪

(Music stops)

- (Thunder crashing)
- (Rain pattering)

(Wind whistling)

(Grunts)

♪ ♪

(Thunder rumbling)

(Distant siren wailing)

(Rain pattering)

(Pattering rain grows louder)

- (Grunting)
- (Thumping)

(Metallic tapping)

(Tapping continues)

(Metallic clink)

(Grunts)

(Panting)

(Water spraying)

(Breathing heavily)

(Gasps, moans)

(Sighs)

(Grunts)

(Breathing gently)

(Moans)

(Sighs)

(Laughing)

(Laughing grows louder)

(Grunts)

(Curtain rings clatter)

♪ ♪

(Grunting)

(Grunts)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Grunts)

(Rattling)

(Mutters):
Okay.

♪ ♪

(Mutters):
Okay.

♪ ♪

(Trilling quietly)

(Humming quietly)

(Sucking on fingers)

- (Glass clinks on table)
- (Sighs)

(Pencil scratching on paper)

Hey.

(Laughs)

(Short laugh)

(Pencil scratching on paper)

A... s...

M... I...

N... e.

♪ ♪

Honey.

Oh, f*ck.

(Coughs softly)

(Pencil scratching on paper)

♪ ♪

Oh. Oh.

(Gasps)

No.

(Whimpers)

No.

(Panting)

(Grunting)

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

(Grunting breathlessly)

(Panting)

(Quietly):
Come on, honey.

(Pleading):
Open the door, please.

Baby.

Come on, honey.

Come on!

(Quietly):
Come on.

Come on.

♪ ♪

(Mutters quietly)

(Panting)

(Quietly):
Oh, f*ck.

Hey. Hey!

(Trilling)

- (Beeps)
- (Air vent clunks)

(Air whooshing softly)

(Whooshing continues)

(Trilling)

(Whooshing)

(Grunts softly)

(Air whooshing harder)

(Gasps)

(Grunts softly)

(Moans softly)

(Whooshing air continues)

(Moaning softly)

♪ ♪

(People shouting indistinctly,
distantly)

(Indistinct shouting continues)

♪ ♪

(No audio)

♪ ♪

(Grunts)

(Sighs)

(Trilling)

(Beeps)

(Whistling simple tune)

(Whistling continues)

(Groans in disgust)

(Resumes whistling)

(Helicopter blades whirring
in distance)

(Helicopter blades whirring
nearby)

(Whistling)

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

(Sings along):
♪ hey, Macarena! ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

♪ Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle
alegría y cosa buena ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena ♪

(Sings along):
♪ hey, Macarena! ♪

♪ Now, don't you worry
about my boyfriend ♪

♪ A boy whose name
is vitorino ♪

♪ Ha! I don't want him,
couldn't stand him ♪

♪ He was no good, so I...
(Laughter) ♪

♪ Now, come on,
what was I supposed to do? ♪

- ♪ He was out of town ♪
- (sighs)

♪ And his two friends
were so fine ♪

♪ Dale a tu cuerpo alegría,
Macarena. ♪

(Short laugh)

(Door rattling)

(Straining)

(Grunts)

(Humming simple tune)

(Sighs)

(Metal tools rattle)

(Structure clattering)

(Sharp clank)

(Grunts in frustration)

(Panting)

(Grunting loudly)

(Tapping continues)

(Strained grunting)

(Tapping continues,
debris falling)

(Scraping frame)

(Grunts)

(Spitting)

(Spitting)

♪ ♪

(Groans softly)

(Inhales deeply)

♪ ♪

Nemo:
Good evening, everybody. Uh...

Tonight we're gonna be
preparing a ve... quite simple,

but quite delicious, uh,
pasta dish.

Uh, we're going to start out
with some filtered water

from our favorite source,

the, uh, little vegetation
area there.

Okay.

Now I'm going to the package
of pasta.

We're gonna take some of this...

Uh, fusilli pasta,

pasta de semola di grano duro,

and, uh, let that soak

for about,
I don't know, 24 hours.

Over here,
we've already prepared

this, uh... (Clicks tongue)

Rigatoni, I guess it is,

and, uh, we're gonna see
how it tastes right now.

Soft, uh, definitely, al dente.

(Chuckles softly)

Uh, it's not bad, it's not bad.

(Trilling quietly)

(Beeps)

(Static crackles over TV,
man speaking indistinctly)

(Smacking lips)

Nemo:
No.

Hey, Gladys.

Looking good.

Out for a little shopping?

Ramon.

¿Qué pasa?

(Laughs):
Hey.

Looking good.

Jasmine?

It's your lunch break.

Where are you?

- (Tapping on dish)
- Hey.

Who's that?

(Chuckling)

Funny guy.

Yeah, friend of yours?

(Mutters)

(Sighs)

(Scraping)

(Drops tool)

(Panting softly)

(Debris clattering)

(Strained grunting)

Oh, f... f*ck!

(Sighs, breathes heavily)

♪ ♪

Uh, okay.

I see you. I see you.

I got you. Oh.

♪ This will pass ♪

♪ Give me the gas ♪

♪ Fall on your a*s. ♪

Got ya!

(Imitating g*nshots)

Olly olly in free.
Everybody's dead.

(Sighs)

(Grunting rhythmically)

(Grunting rhythmically)

(Exhales heavily)

(Monitor trilling quietly)

(Grunts softly)

(Beeps)

(Sighs)

(Groans)

(Blows into hand)

(Low chatter, radio static)

(Clicking buttons)

(Radio beeping)

- (Radio beeps off)
- (Sighs)

♪ ♪

(Groans)

(Clinking)

(Gasps)

(Grunts quietly)

♪ ♪

(Sighs)

(Tapping rhythmically)

(Grunting rhythmically
along with tapping)

(Tapping continues,
debris falling)

- (Tapping stops)
- (Strained grunting)

(Grunting)

- (Grunting)
- (Tapping resumes)

(Grunting rhythmically)

♪ ♪

(No audio)

♪ ♪

(Breathing quietly)

(Wings rustling)

(Wind whistling)

(Wings fluttering)

(Inhales deeply)

(Cooing quietly)

Go to tompkins square park

and look for a guy
named Danny c.

He's usually near
the basketball courts.

Usually there
in the late afternoon.

Tell him...

That I'm stuck here.

No one's come.

(Cooing)

Do that for me.

(Chuckles)

Nobody here but us pigeons.

Right? Right?!

Right?! Right?!

(Cooing)

(Grunts softly)

(Snaps cap on marker)

(Rattling)

(Hacking at wood)

(Hacking continues)

(Bangs loudly)

(Bangs loudly)

(Exhales heavily)

(Grunts)

(Sighs softly)

(Object sliding on floor)

(Wood creaking)

(Breathing heavily)

♪ ♪

f*cking self-portrait.

(Yelling)

Oh, f*ck!

(Groans, panting)

(Breathing slows)

What? Wh...

What the f*ck?

What the...

♪ ♪

- (Creaking)
- (Grunts)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

"Opposition is
true friendship."

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Breathing heavily)

(Quietly):
You.

(Gasps)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Sighs)

(Pencil scratching on paper)

Jasmine?

No. Hey!

g*dd*mn!

Jasmine!

- (Grunting, screaming)
- (Banging on door)

Jasmine!

(Whimpering)

(Yells):
No!

(Whimpering)

(Frustrated yell)

(Grunting)

(Yells)

Jasmine!

Help me!

Get me out of here!

- (Pounding on door)
- Help me!

(Yelling in anguish)

(Panting)

(Whimpers)

(Yelling loudly)

- (Resumes banging on door)
- (Yelling continues)

- (Banging stops)
- (Panting, whimpering)

(Panting)

(Grunts softly)

(Groans)

♪ ♪

Nemo (distantly, echoing):
This moment.

All the time.

- Nemo: Hi.
- Owner (echoing): Welcome.

Nemo (echoing):
This moment.

All... will come after.

After this moment...
All will come.

Hey.

You made it.

Great. I'm so glad you're here.

Welcome. Welcome.

Come, let me get you a drink.

So... how's it going?

Good, thanks.

Really? Oh, that-that's good.

That's great.

Yeah.

Challenging times
we're living through.

If you're keeping your head
above water,

(laughs):
Kudos to you.

I like a challenge.

What side of the divide
are you on?

Is no man an island
or every man an island?

(Smacks lips)

I'm an island.

But ask me again
after a few c*ck.

(Chuckling)

That is the spirit.
That is the spirit.

(Echoing):
Have you seen the schiele?

- The self-portrait?
- Yeah, I've seen it.

And?

What do you think?

♪ ♪

Look, there is champagne,
c*ck, whatever you like.

Make yourself at home.

I will.

I'll catch you later.

Boom.

♪ ♪

Owner:
Let's go, guys.

Welcome, everyone,

to this exciting private view

of a new work by masbedo,

an artist duo that I love
very, very, very much.

Give them an applause.

(Applause)

The puppet,

the marionette,

long a symbol

of the inevitability of destiny.

We are puppets.

And the fates, gods,

pull our strings,
determining our actions.

Do we have free will

or are we just puppets in a show

controlled by unseen hands?

(Owner continues indistinctly)

♪ ♪

(Gasps)

(People speaking indistinctly
nearby)

(People continue speaking
indistinctly)

(People continue speaking
indistinctly)

♪ ♪

(Wood breaking)

♪ ♪

Ah!

(Quietly):
sh*t.

(Kissing sounds)

(Groans in frustration)

♪ ♪

(Drops object)

Nemo:
It's Monday,

little girl comes home
from school.

She asks her mother,

"ma, what are we having
for dinner tonight?"

And her mother says, "chicken."

She says,
"oh, ma, chicken, great!

I love chicken!
I love chicken!"

Tuesday, little girl
comes home from school.

She says to her mother,

"ma, what's for dinner
tonight?"

(Muttering)

Mother says, "chicken."

She says,
"oh, great, I love chicken."

Wednesday, little girl
comes home from school,

and she says,
"ma, what's for dinner?"

- (Sighs)
- Mother says, "chicken."

Girl says, "great.

"Oh, chicken, yeah, yeah.

Dinner tonight."

Thursday, little girl
comes home from school,

asks her mother,
"what's for dinner tonight?"

Mother says, "chicken."

Little girl says, "ah, chicken.

Good, good, yeah, chicken."

Friday, little girl
comes home from school,

"ma, what's for dinner
tonight?"

Mother says, "chicken."

(Laughs) "Chicken.

"It's... o-okay.

Yeah, chicken, chicken."

Saturday, "ma,
what's for dinner tonight?"

- "Oh."
- (mutters): Not much meat.

Mother says, "chicken."

Little girl says,
"ma, chicken again?

"I mean, (chuckles) Can't you
think of something else?

I mean, please."

- Sunday, "ma,
- (Spits)

What's for dinner tonight?"

Mother says, "chicken."

Little girl says,
"ma, what are you doing to me?

Chicken again? Oh, god."

Monday, little girl
comes home from school,

asks her mother,
"what's for dinner tonight?"

- Mother says, "chicken."
- (Creaking rhythmically)

"Oh, I love chicken!
Yeah, yeah!

"Chicken, that's my favorite.

Oh, you know how
I love chicken."

(Groans)

- Okay, I-I'm maybe not...
- f*ck.

The best joke teller in
the world, but, uh, you know,

something to pass the time.

You-you get it, right?

I mean, it's a Bulgarian joke,
actually.

I learned it from, uh,
a very beautiful woman.

She had no idea
that she was beautiful.

Uh, she was very funny.

I mean,
that was her greatest charm.

(Muttering quietly)

(Coughs softly)

And she told me this joke,

and she said, "I warn you.

- (Gags)
- It's a Bulgarian joke."

So this will be a measure

of whether you have the
Bulgarian sense of humor now.

Clearly, uh, you all don't.

I mean, thank you for listening.

- (Groans)
- You're a good audience.

- You don't heckle me.
- (Mutters)

There's no problems here.

Helps pass the time.

I mean, this is what
we're put on this earth for,

to comfort each other

and keep each other company
and pass the time.

(Continues indistinctly
and fades)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Quietly):
She saw...

(Mutters)

She saw me.

She saw me.

(Quietly):
Saw me.

She looked right up.

She did.

Man (over video):
Nothing happened between us.

♪ ♪

Nemo and woman on video:
Maybe.

But when we met,

I had a feeling that life
had taken over.

I loved being in bed with you.

I loved waking up next to you.

And I knew you felt the same.

Nemo: This is just
my way to contribute, you know.

- (Groans in frustration)
- Cheers to all of you.

Cheers big ears.

If you didn't like the joke,
I'm sorry but f*ck you.

I did the best I could,

and if you didn't like that,
f*ck you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Trilling)

(Beeps)

(Pouring water)

(Grunts)

(Sighs)

(Crinkling paper)

♪ ♪

(Pepper mill cracking)

♪ ♪

(Chanting gruffly):
I have no energy.

I have no energy.
I have no energy.

I have no energy.

I have no energy.
I have no energy.

I have no energy. I have...

I'm dying, I'm dying,

I'm dying, I'm dying,
I'm dying, I'm dying.

Hoy. Hoy. Hoy.

(Scratching)

(Metallic clinking)

(Sighs)

I feel you, brother.

I'm gonna set you free.

(Strained grunting)

- (Drops tool)
- (Sighs)

- (Metallic groaning)
- (Clattering) -(Cries out)

(Grunting)

- (Pained groaning)
- (Nut clattering)

(Crying out)

(Grunts, pants)

(Moaning)

(Panting)

(Groans)

♪ ♪

(Distant, muffled
fireworks booming)

(Smacking lips)

(Muffled booming continues)

(Smacking lips)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Muffled booming continues)

(Breathes deeply)

(Clinking)

(Clinking)

(Groans)

(Grunts)

(Groans, hisses)

(Cries out in pain)

(Grunts)

(Heartbeat)

♪ ♪

(Frogs croaking)

♪ ♪

(Pained groaning):
Oh, god.

(Sighs)

(Panting)

(Moans)

(Grunts softly)

(Panting)

(Laughs softly)

(Grunting, panting)

(Grunts)

(Laughing softly)

That's it.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Crackling)

(Mutters)

(Groaning)

♪ ♪

(Cries out in pain)

(Grunting)

(Rapid beeping)

(Water spraying loudly)

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

(Panting)

(Whimpering)

(Screaming)

(Screaming loudly)

(Wailing screams)

Fire! (Grunts)

Fire!

(Water sloshing)

♪ ♪

(Sighs)

(Mutters quietly)

(Grunting)

(Grunting)

(Grunts)

♪ ♪

(Crying)

(Panting)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Sprinklers stop)

(Water dripping)

(Trembling breath)

(Panting)

(Water sloshing)

(Inhales deeply)

"But the following contraries
to these are true:

"One.

"Man has no body distinct
from his soul.

"Two.

"Energy is the only life,

"and is from the body.

"Three.

"Energy...

"Is eternal delight.

(Smacks lips)

"One thought...

Fills immensity."

"Energy is eternal delight."

(Wind whistling softly)

(Weakly): ♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven...
Hillside. ♪

(Sighs)

(Grunts softly)

(Laughs softly)

(Exhales heavily)

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hills... ♪

(Breath quavers)

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

(Louder): ♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm... ♪

(Exhales heavily)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Nemo:
When I was a kid,

my teacher asked,
what are the three things

I would save from my house
if it were on fire.

I answered: My sketchbook,

my ac/dc album
and my cat Groucho.

My cat died.

I lent that ac/dc album
to a guy named kojo,

and I never saw it again.

But the sketchbook...

I kept.

Cats die.

- Music fades.
- (Scraping on wall)

But art is for keeps.

As a gesture of thanks
for your hospitality,

I've saved three things
of yours from destruction.

I lived in your place
only a short time.

For you, it was a home.

For me, it was a cage.

(Panting)

- I'm sorry if I destroyed it...
- (Small object clatters)

But maybe it needed
to be destroyed.

After all,

there's no creation
without destruction.

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven ♪

- ♪ on a hillside ♪
- (grunts)

- ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪
- (groaning)

♪ On a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

- ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪
- (tapping on frame)

♪ On a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

- (Tapping continues)
- ♪ I'm going to heaven ♪

- (Glass crackling)
- ♪ on a hillside... ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

("Pyramid song"
by radiohead plays)

(Vocalizing)

♪ I jumped in the river
and what did I see? ♪

♪ Black-eyed angels
swam with me ♪

♪ A moon full of stars
and astral cars ♪

♪ All the things
I used to see ♪

♪ All my lovers were there
with me ♪

♪ All my past and futures ♪

♪ And we all went to heaven
in a little rowboat ♪

♪ There was nothing to fear
and nothing to doubt ♪

(Vocalizing)

♪ ♪

♪ I jumped into the river ♪

♪ Black-eyed angels
swam with me ♪

♪ A moon full of stars
and astral cars ♪

♪ And all the things
I used to see ♪

♪ All my lovers
were there with me ♪

♪ All my past and futures ♪

♪ And we all went to heaven
in a little rowboat ♪

♪ There was nothing to fear
and nothing to doubt ♪

♪ There was nothing to fear
and nothing to doubt ♪

♪ There was nothing to fear
and nothing to doubt. ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(Song fades)

♪ ♪

Nemo: "But the following
contraries to these are true:

"One.

"Man has no body distinct
from his soul.

"Two.

"Energy is the only life,
and is from the body.

"Three.

"Energy...

Is eternal delight."

♪ ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going
to heaven on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven
on a hillside ♪

♪ I'm going to heaven...
Hillside ♪

(Gasping breaths)

(Breathing stops)

(Music fades)