(low droning hum)
(alien voice speaking
alien language)
(alien voice continues)
(droning hum fades)
(birdsong)
(wind rustling leaves)
Woman: Are you sure
you're ready for this?
If you're having second
thoughts--
No.
I'm ready.
What is it?
(birdsong fading)
(crowd shouting, jeering)
Reporter 1: Another pro-Oiean
human t*rror1st
was arrested today
in City 12,
making this the third such
arrest this month.
Although our
new alien neighbors
have still shown no
signs of hostility...
Reporter 2: ...government
k*lled seven Oieans today
in a refugee camp on
the Black Sea.
The Oieans themselves seem
unfazed by the violence.
However, many human
allies have protested...
Reporter 3: Militia groups
supported
by the Western
government are calling
for the annihilation
of the Oiean race.
Though the government has
condemned their words,
they continue to supply
them with weapons
in the w*r for
the non-allied territories...
Reporter 4: The Oieans
appear to be peaceful.
A hastily constructed
refugee camp
will be their home for
the time being.
Reporter 5: The search
for new planets
with sufficient oxygen
levels has increased
after another ship carrying
thousands of Oieans arrived.
Many people
fear that our planet
is simply becoming
too crowded.
(rumbling)
(wind blowing)
(rumbling)
(wind blowing)
(clanging)
(straining)
(panting)
(rocks tumbling)
(grunting)
(coughing weakly)
(rumbling)
(hinge squeaking)
(electricity whirring)
Woman: Oh, let's
go to Mars, Theo.
My friend at work went
and absolutely loved it.
Mars is so
cliche, Mona.
Let's do
something unique,
like visiting
Europa.
We could see
the icy surface,
maybe find
new signs of life.
Europa is just
a moon, Theo.
It's not even
a planet.
Besides, it's, like,
minus 225 degrees.
You complain when
you have to go
to the freezer
section at Belden's.
(audience
laughing on TV)
Why don't we
just go to Venus,
where it's warm and
sunny all year round?
Theodore: I count the minutes
until I see you
in the bright sunlight of
Earth again, Mona.
(grunting)
(clearing throat softly)
Goodnight, Mona.
Goodnight.
(rumbling)
- (steady heartbeat)
- (wind blowing)
(alarm beeping,
buzzing)
(grunting softly)
I hope you still think of
me a little as I do...
of you constantly.
(rumbling)
(airlock buzzing repeatedly)
(hammer clanging on rock)
(grunting)
(coughing)
- (zapping)
- Ah!
Suit's computer:
Back to work.
- (zapping)
- Ah!
Suit's computer:
Back to work.
(zapping)
(overlapping voices speaking
indistinctly)
Theodore's voice:
She didn't love you.
- Only good thoughts.
- Worthless.
Only good thoughts.
Only good thoughts.
(indistinct voices
continuing)
8V TV, generate
the sitcom Mona Theo.
Theodore's voice:
No one thinks of you.
You are forgotten.
(audience applauds and theme
music plays on TV)
No one cares about you.
No one thinks about you.
Mona there is a right way to
fold a fitted sheet.
Oh, please, Theo.
You and your obsessive
compulsive tendencies.
- It's just a sheet.
- (audience laughing on TV)
It is not
just a sheet.
(alarm beeping, buzzing)
(voices speaking
indistinctly)
Theodore:
She's forgotten you.
Everyone has
forgotten you...
You will always
be alone.
(coughing)
(airlock buzzing)
(coughing)
(grunting)
(alarm beeping, buzzing)
(grunting)
(straining)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
D5.
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
(grunting)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
(pages fluttering)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
- (flesh slicing wetly)
- (shouting in pain)
(moaning in pain)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
(groaning)
(rumbling)
(beeping, buzzing
continuing)
- (grunting)
- (device beeping)
- (grunting)
- (alarm stopping)
(device beeping)
(sighing)
I'm alive.
(device emitting
continuous tone)
- I'm alive.
- (shovel digging in soil)
(tone continuing)
(tone fading away)
(rumbling)
(whooshing)
(whooshing)
(grunting)
(whirring, thudding)
Female voice: The previous
prisoner appears to be alive.
His bio-monitor is
showing no signs of life,
but our satellite is still
receiving ore from the mine.
Niyya: So, what?
Do I take care of it?
Female voice:
Take care of what?
Niyya:
k*lling him.
She's here to
k*ll me.
(muttering) sh*t.
What do I do? What do I do?
I can't-- I
cannot sit around
and wait
to be k*lled.
I need answers.
(panting)
(rumbling)
(rumbling)
(door opening,
closing)
(rumbling)
"f*ck humanity."
(speaking Oiean)
Man:
Don't move!
- (g*n c*ck)
- I got him. Yeah, I got him.
Don't f*cking move!
- (banging)
- (gasping)
(thrusters firing)
(roaring)
(capsule rattling)
(whooshing)
(thudding)
- (thrusters powering down)
- (panting)
(sighing)
Female voice:
We have landed.
You must descend
to the habitat now.
The engine will be
departing in five minutes.
You must descend
to the habitat now.
The engine will be
departing in five minutes.
You must descend
to the habitat now.
- The en--
- (door opening)
(ladder whirring)
(engine whining,
powering up)
(chiming)
The engine is departing
presently.
(engine whining with
increasing pitch)
(whooshing)
(clicking, hissing)
(rumbling)
(rumbling)
(breathing heavily)
(breathing heavily)
(panting)
(panting)
Janie: It will take time for
your body to adjust
to the minimal oxygen
on the planet.
The mask
is recommended.
You may have
your meal now.
(rumbling)
You may have
your meal now.
(rumbling)
You may have
your meal now.
(pages fluttering)
(rumbling)
You may have
your meal now.
(slamming)
- Happy?
- Female voice: Yes.
There is an updated
report from surveillance.
Go ahead.
Female voice: The previous
prisoner appears to be alive.
What?
Female voice: His bio-monitor
is showing no signs of life,
but our satellite is still
receiving ore from the mine.
So, what? Do I
take care of it?
Female voice:
Take care of what?
- (beeping)
- k*lling him.
Female voice (in earpiece):
That won't be necessary.
He will be
dead very soon.
In the meantime, it's best to
avoid confronting him,
as he may
be erratic.
(softly)
f*ck.
(sighing)
(clanking)
(clanking)
(clanking)
(rumbling)
(clanking)
(clanking)
(rumbling)
- (clanking outside capsule)
- (breathing heavily)
(Theodore mumbling)
(hammer clanging)
(mumbling and banging
continuing)
(rumbling)
Female voice:
He took it.
What?
Female voice:
The other prisoner.
Just now telling me?
f*cking
useless robot.
It's fine. It's fine.
He's a dying old man.
Theodore: (muffled)
I am beginning to think
that our fates are now bound
to one simple question:
Who will
strike first?
As you know, I do
not relish violence.
This does not
make me happy,
but I believe it may
be my only choice.
Okay.
(rumbling)
Let's go, Theo.
(both grunting)
Niyya:
Where is it?
Theodore:
I-- I don't know.
The journal! Where is it?
It's there.
Don't come near
my ship again,
or I will hurt
you... bad.
(airlock door opening
and closing)
(breathing unsteadily)
She could have
k*lled me.
She didn't k*ll me.
She didn't k*ll me...
(rumbling)
Mona... I may not have
to be alone anymore.
(classical piano music plays)
(footsteps approaching)
(rumbling)
Niyya:
What the hell?
I told you to
stay away from me.
Theodore:
No, no, no.
My apologies for
taking your journal.
I just-- I just
want to talk.
I want to know
about the Earth.
I was supposed
to be alone here.
I don't wanna talk.
Theodore: Well, now, you'll
never be alone out here.
There's too many voices
showing up uninvited.
(rumbling)
You're actually
insane, aren't you?
No, no, no, no.
It's just voices.
Everyone gets them.
(rumbling)
What do you want to
know about Earth?
Is it still there?
Yeah, it was last
time I checked.
(rumbling)
Do people
still watch TV?
Yeah, they
still watch TV.
What's your
favorite TV show?
Niyya:
I don't watch TV.
Oh.
(rumbling)
Um...
Okay. It was nice
talking to you.
Theodore:
Theodore!
What?
That's my name.
Theodore.
What's yours?
Theodore's my
name, too.
(door hissing)
(door thudding closed)
(rumbling)
Oh, it's a joke.
Oh, a joke.
It's a joke.
It's funny.
(Niyya grunting)
(straining)
(rock thudding)
(clattering)
(electricity whirring)
The mysterious,
magical mineral veins
are merely a mention
on the Manitoba plains.
What?
I like to make
up nonsensical poems.
Keeps my mind busy.
And I'd recommend it.
You've got to keep
the noises buzzing.
Otherwise, the-- the
silence will crush you.
I'm pretty sure
that's what happened
to that guy who was
here before me.
Niyya: Yeah, well, I've heard
worse than silence.
Theodore: Do you know what
they use this stuff for?
Why would I?
Well... um, you've
come from Earth,
where it goes, so...
(electricity whirring)
Yeah. They fixed
the environment with it.
World's all
good now.
Oh, this is a
joke, isn't it?
Yes, it's a joke.
(stones clattering)
What's your name?
Mine's Theodore.
Niyya.
Theodore: Niyya.
Niyya.
(sighing)
Janie on.
- (chiming)
- Janie: Yes, Niyya?
These 14-hour days
are f*cked. I can't adjust.
Janie: Yes.
The short days can feel
strange for Earthlings.
This guy is so
annoying!
All I wanted to do was
be alone, and now,
I've got this old man
who needs to get 15 years of
talking out.
Janie:
Not to worry, Niyya.
He will be
dead very soon.
(rumbling)
Yeah. That's kind
of messed up.
Janie: Messed up?
What do you mean?
That I'm looking forward to
his death. (chuckling)
You think I'm amoral?
Janie?
Janie: You have reached
your maximum allotted time
for personal conversation.
Please limit further
discussion
to work-related topics.
Janie, you're
an as*h*le.
Janie: That is not
a work-related topic.
- Janie off.
- (chiming)
(door hissing)
(rumbling)
What the hell?
Theodore:
Dear Niyya,
would you care
to join me for dinner
this evening
in my habitat?
This is strictly meant
as a friendly invitation,
not romantic,
as I am married.
(crumpling paper)
(door hissing
and thudding closed)
(groaning)
(grunting)
f*cking as*h*le.
(drawer sliding closed)
Janie on.
- (chiming)
- Janie: Hello, Niyya.
What do we know about
this guy's history?
Janie: I don't have access to
specific information.
We know he's
a criminal, but...
is he, like, a m*rder*r,
a r*pist
or just a bank robber or
political prisoner?
Janie: The crimes that
would merit
an interplanetary
sentence
are m*rder, terrorism,
or treason.
(classical music playing,
Theodore humming along)
Whiskey.
(humming)
(humming)
(music ending
abruptly)
(footsteps
approaching)
(rumbling)
Hey. Welcome.
Uh, this is a surprise.
Expecting
someone else?
(Theodore chuckling)
(coughing)
Please come in. Please.
Come in.
(coughing)
Have a seat. Have a seat.
(Theodore coughing)
Theodore:
Uh...
Uh, would-- would you
like some whiskey?
Oh. You
actually have...
Yeah. I was saving it
for-- for a guest.
(rumbling)
Okay, then.
(rumbling)
- There's an alien gas--
- So, how many years--
- that watches you at night.
- have you been--
- What did you just say?
- (Theodore mumbling)
I'm-- I'm sorry.
That was rude.
I should-- I should have asked
you about yourself first.
(rumbling)
That's fine.
Tell me about
this alien gas.
Well, it-- it
doesn't hurt you.
It just lurks
about, and, um...
it's alive,
at least I think.
And it can record
your thoughts
and then plays
them back to you,
so just be careful
what you think about.
(rumbling)
Is this your insanity
or are you just--
What?
No, no, no, no, no.
I-- I told you
it's-- No.
Okay. Fine. Sorry.
Hey, uh, your--
your journal was in Oiean.
I was just-- I was just
wondering why it was in Oiean.
Are they in charge
there now or something?
They don't do that.
That's a human thing.
Yeah. Of course.
Of course.
It's my first
language, actually.
Really?
My mother was Oiean.
She found me washed up
on a beach when I was a baby
and took me in.
Wow.
Oh, I didn't-- I didn't
know they did that.
Did what?
Oh, I'm-- I'm sorry.
I mean, it's just
that they're, um...
so solitary, you know,
and what they went through
when they lost their planet--
Earth is their
planet now.
Of course. Of course.
Of course.
Uh...
I-- I know
a few phrases.
Where'd you
learn it?
I... I don't
remember.
You don't remember
where you learned a language.
It's funny how things just
flutter out of your mind here.
Like birds.
Yeah. Sounds nice.
So, your home.
City 12.
Ah.
Do you remember
city numbers?
I do. I remember City
12 of upper North America.
Yeah. That's
where I lived.
But I'm originally from
an Oiean settlement
on the Black Sea.
Black Sea. Black Sea...
Oh, yeah. Black--
Black Sea.
Have you been?
I'm... not sure,
but it sounds
familiar.
Yeah.
Oh. Um, are you married?
No.
I am.
Yeah. I know.
You mentioned it.
Oh, sorry.
So, what's her story?
Your wife.
Well, she was
a schoolteacher,
like me.
But, uh, I'm sure
she's retired by now.
I mean, of course,
I don't know for sure.
Can't be certain, because
there's no communication
between us, you know.
I mean, I talk to her all
the time,
and I imagine what
she says, but...
you know, I mean,
it's not real.
I mean, I'm aware...
aware that
it's not real.
Is it hard, not being able
to talk for real?
Well, on the bright side,
we argue less.
(Niyya chuckling)
(both chuckling)
Yeah.
So...
m*rder, terrorism,
or treason?
What?
Why you're here.
Oh, that. Oh. Um...
(coughing)
(coughing)
Excuse me. I just--
It went down the wrong pipe.
(chuckling)
(Theodore grunting)
(pouring liquid)
Marijuana.
What?
Theodore: They gave
me some for my back pain,
but it went away when
I got here,
so I never used it.
I mean, it's old,
but do you want some?
Why not?
But to be honest,
I-- I don't know what you do
with it, so...
Do you
have any paper?
Theodore:
Oh, uh...
Is this good?
Yeah.
(rumbling)
I was framed.
For m*rder, of course.
I mean, that's my answer before
I-- I... coughed.
That was what I
was going to say, so...
Really?
(rumbling)
I mean, I didn't
even know him.
I mean, he worked
with my...
He worked with my wife,
and so they thought...
You don't want to know
what they thought.
She stood by me.
(rumbling)
Uh, what about-- what
about you?
Terrorism.
You mean you...?
Attempted terrorism,
entrapment,
whatever you
want to call it.
So, what were
you going to...
Behead the
prime minister.
Oh.
(lighter whooshing)
Yeah.
This... girl...
that lured me in,
she ended up being
an undercover cop,
and they got me.
Entrapment.
Theodore:
Wow.
He put my people in camps
where they were slaughtered.
See, I thought
he should die, too.
(rumbling)
Yeah. Okay.
Yeah, and now...
I'm done with that
small-minded planet.
(rumbling)
No one here can
look at me sideways.
Theodore: Well,
you don't have to worry
about me looking at
you sideways.
I mean, after all,
you didn't-- you
didn't do anything.
You-- you just
thought about it.
Yeah.
- Two innocent humans...
- (Theodore chuckling)
...on a prison
planet.
(coughing)
Ah! Cheers to that!
(Niyya laughing)
(Theodore coughing)
I can't tell you
how great it feels
to be talking to
an actual human being.
(rumbling)
Yeah.
(coughing)
Uh, can I
use your bathroom?
Yeah. Of course.
Oh, oh, yeah.
(chuckling)
(rumbling)
(urine splashing)
(chuckling weakly)
Huh.
(rumbling)
(heart beating)
(knocking)
You know, Theodore,
I don't think
you have to be
upset about being insane.
I don't think there is
such a thing as sanity
when you're alone,
because there's nothing to
compare yourself to.
I'll probably be insane soon,
but... who cares?
(Theodore grunting)
Sanity is just
a construct of society,
and we're no longer
a part of society, are we?
You okay?
Theodore:
It is certainly odd.
I feel...
talking to an actual
Earthling is...
...it's causing me to
remember things.
Oh.
Okay.
Theodore: I, um... had
a dog named Patches.
Died when I was ten.
Just completely
forgotten about that.
Yeah, and it just
fluttered back.
Do you think that I'm
actually who I think I am?
Because maybe I've invented
this whole story about myself
and over the years
I just began to think
that it was true.
Niyya: Does it matter?
You know,
if it's real or fake,
it doesn't really
matter here.
Theodore:
Yeah. I guess not.
Yeah.
You know the-- the sea you
mentioned, where you're from.
The Black Sea.
Theodore:
Yeah, that's it.
I think that it
was there.
I think that that's
where I learned Oiean.
Okay.
Theodore: And I have
this murky memory of...
...black water.
That's just
the name.
You know, the water's...
blue like everywhere else.
I remember it
as thick,
dark black.
You put
your foot in it.
It's like--
It's almost like goo.
Why don't you just tell me
about this tomorrow,
when you're sober? Yeah?
(rumbling)
When I was looking
through your journal,
I saw you wrote
a woman's name, Alana.
Was she the woman who--
Jesus, Theodore.
(scoffing)
You take my journal,
and then you think
you can just...
ask about all
the sh*t that's in there.
(stammering)
I'm sorry.
No. Hey, what about that guy
you m*rder*d? Yeah?
Is that coming
back to you?
(rumbling)
Going to get some
water for tea.
Yeah.
(airlock door opening)
(rumbling)
(water splashing)
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
Theodore's voice:
You are nothing...
She didn't love you.
You're worthless.
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
You're already dead.
You don't even
remember!
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
(heart beating,
whispers continuing)
No!
(heart beating louder)
- It knows everything.
- What?
The alien gas,
it knows everything.
Everything I've
forgotten it knows.
It's all feeding
it back to me.
It's all murky and
dark and thick,
like-- like
the Black Sea.
- (heart beating)
- (Theodore groaning)
What if we're already dead
and we're being tortured?
Niyya:
Oh, whoa.
- Hey, Theodore?
- (coughing)
Theodore,
listen to me.
You're having
the dreads, okay?
- Just take a deep breath.
- (breathing heavily)
- Hey...
- (breathing heavily)
- Theodore...
- That's not my name.
My name's not Theodore.
Listen to me, you're having
a bad trip, okay?
It's just a bad trip.
No, I changed it here.
I didn't want to be who I was.
I wanted to forget who I was.
Who was I?
You're hurting my arm.
Oh my God.
I'm so sorry.
- It's okay.
- I'm so sorry.
It's-- it's okay.
(coughing)
Oh...
(breathing heavily)
The-- the tea...
The tea.
Can we talk about you?
So I don't think
about me.
Sure.
Theodore: Okay.
When did you move
to City 12?
I was ten.
A human family adopted me.
Were they nice?
They were all right.
They put me
in Oiean schools.
Theodore:
But they weren't nice.
They had other priorities.
What about
your Oiean mother?
She was k*lled...
(clearing throat)
...with the rest of
my family, during the w*r.
(sighing)
Jesus.
Here I am feeling sorry for
myself and you've been...
(sighing)
(kettle whistling)
I'm so sorry.
(kettle continues whistling)
(machine chiming)
I'll get it.
I think we should talk
about something else.
8V.
Huh?
It's my one
leisure item - 8V.
It's a generative TV.
Those still exist?
Yeah, I've kept it
since I was a kid.
8V, generate sitcom
of two strangers
who are forced
to share an apartment.
(saxophone playing
theme song)
(studio audience applauding)
Landlord:
All right, here it is.
It's not much, but it's all
I have available right now.
- You'll have to share.
- Man: Wait a minute.
What's going on here?
You told me this
would be my man cave.
Woman: Yeah, and you said it
would be my she-shed.
Landlord:
He said, she-shed.
Why is everyone
so hung up on gender?
Why don't we just
call it a they-space?
- (audience laughing)
- (Niyya scoffs)
Woman: I'm Emily. Fine,
let's make the best of it.
- So, you like the show?
- Man: Agreed.
We can set up boundaries.
I'll take the bedside and...
- No, it's very bad.
- ...you can have the couch.
- Emily: Sounds fair.
-Yeah.
Man: The situation
might not be ideal,
but maybe we can
find a way to coexist.
Emily: True.
And if all else fails,
we can always
start a reality show.
(TV audience laughing)
Niyya: You gonna be
all right by yourself?
Being by myself is something
I'm very accustomed to.
And I do believe
this insidious marijuana's
finally worn off.
Yeah, seems like
it got better with age.
Theodore: Well, at least now,
we can say
we've been through
an ordeal together.
Yeah.
Huh.
Okay, um...
Goodnight, Theodore.
It's Nathan.
What?
My real name, it came
fluttering back to me.
I'm pretty sure
it's Nathan Flanagan.
Oh... okay.
Goodnight...
Nathan.
Goodnight, Niyya.
- (g*n c*ck)
- Soldier: Don't move!
Don't f*cking move!
(speaking Oiean)
(soldier speaking Oiean)
(soldier repeating
command in Oiean)
(g*n firing)
(g*n firing repeatedly)
(Oieans vocalizing)
Soldier 2: Flanagan!
We gotta get out of here, man.
Let's go!
Nathan! Come on!
We gotta f*cking move!
Janie on.
Janie:
Hello, Niyya.
- Is he really Flanagan?
- I'm sorry, Niyya.
I don't understand
the question.
Is he Corporal
Nathan Flanagan?
Is the other prisoner
Corporal Nathan Flanagan?
Just tell me.
I don't have
access to information
regarding former prisoners.
Is there anything else
I can help you with, Niyya?
Yes.
You can tell me
if the Office of Corrections
put us together on purpose.
Did they know
about our connection?
Janie:
I'm sorry, Niyya.
I don't understand
the question.
I was told I would be alone
when I opted to
serve my sentence here.
I would like to know
if I've instead been put
on the same planet as the man
who m*rder*d my family.
Janie: I don't have access
to that information.
Niyya:
Good morning.
Theodore:
Morning.
Niyya: How are you feeling...
Nathan?
Theodore: What?
Niyya: What?
You forget your name again?
Theodore:
No, I just...
Well, just for
a second maybe, but...
Niyya:
Anyway, Nathan,
I'd like to invite you over
to my place tonight.
Theodore:
You would?
Niyya: Yeah, but without
the whiskey and the marijuana.
What do you say?
- Theodore: I'd be delighted.
- Okay.
See you in there.
Theodore:
See you there.
(hammer clanking)
(hammer clanking in distance)
(hammer clanking)
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
(outer door opening)
(outer door closing)
Hi.
Hi.
(clearing throat)
Brought some fruit.
Thank you.
- Come in.
- Yeah.
Have a seat.
(coughing)
Would you like to see
some photos of my home?
Okay.
This is our dark,
Black Sea.
See, I was confused
about that.
Niyya: Confused about
what exactly?
Is there something
wrong, Niyya?
No, of course not.
Uh...
Um...
But you said you
may have been there.
So, I thought
we could jog your memory.
Uh, this is the camp
where they held the Oieans
when they first arrived.
It's near
where my family died.
Does it look familiar?
I'm sorry. I just...
I-- I wasn't there.
I was just confused.
You sure?
You say you forget
a lot of things here.
Look.
I... said I wasn't there.
Were you ever
in the military, Nathan?
It's Theodore.
No, I-I don't
believe so, but...
Think hard.
Let's bring
your life back to you.
You can't be
a stranger to yourself.
Right?
It doesn't matter
out here.
- You said so yourself.
- Niyya: I was wrong.
I want to know who
I'm sharing a planet with.
Did you k*ll
your wife's lover?
I...
He was not...
I did not...
She loved me.
You are a human
convicted of m*rder, Nathan.
They don't usually
get those things wrong.
Why are you messing with me?
I'm just asking
questions, Nathan.
Why are you
messing with my mind?
I don't want any
secrets between us.
Secrets are worthless here.
Just try and remember
if you were in the military.
I don't know.
I told you,
I don't remember.
- Try.
- I don't want to try.
Why did you k*ll
your wife's lover?
He was not my wife's lover.
Did she stop loving you when
you came back from the w*r?
Because of something
you did?
- Please stop...
- Did it make you angry?
Did you feel betrayed?
Please stop.
I told you, I don't want to
think about this.
Or was it all made up,
and you're here
for another reason?
Is it all a lie, Nathan?
Don't call me Nathan.
Are you a mass m*rder*r?
No!
(outer door thudding)
(rumbling)
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
Male voice:
They deserved it!
They deserved it!
They deserved...
They f*cking deserved it.
Vermin...
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
(man continues indistinctly)
Man 2:
Guilty!
Guilty!
Man:
w*r!
(voices whispering
indistinctly)
Vermin!
Filth!
They all deserved to die!
Niyya:
m*therf*cker.
Theodore:
I'm not who she says I am.
I'm not a k*ller.
I'm not who she says I am.
I'm not a k*ller.
I'm not a k*ller.
Mona: She's trying to
destroy the memory of us.
Mona...
I'm all you have, Theo.
If you lose me,
what's left for you?
Just a black,
empty... silence.
Maybe I could...
You know what she is.
Maybe...
There's only one option here,
Theo, and you know it.
Maybe I can convince her.
You have to do this...
...for us.
(heart beating)
(rumbling)
(metal clattering)
Janie on.
Janie:
Hello, Niyya.
What's the location
of the other prisoner?
We are unable to track his
location in real time
with his device removed.
- Janie off.
- (Janie chiming)
(thudding)
(footsteps approaching)
(wind gusting)
(rustling)
Theodore?
(Niyya gasping)
(Niyya gasping)
(breathing heavily)
(groaning, gasping)
Theodore:
Just listen to me, Niyya.
I'm not who you think I am.
I was framed.
(groaning)
(breathing heavily)
Niyya!
(gasping)
f*ck.
Theodore:
Niyya!
(outer door closing)
Niyya?
Aah!
We don't have
to do this, Niyya.
It doesn't have
to be this way.
You'd like that,
wouldn't you?
So, you can stay
all fuzzy-headed
and forget what you did.
That's not true.
They're lying to you, Niyya.
You... You f*cking deluded
old man.
You know what you did,
somewhere in that dense skull.
I didn't.
You're a w*r
criminal, Nathan!
Theodore:
That's not true.
You m*rder*d
seven innocent Oieans!
Listen.
That's not true.
- That's not true.
- It is true.
That's why you
know our language.
You had to learn those phrases
to terrorize my people.
(speaking Oiean)
Stop saying this!
- Stop saying it!
- It's the truth, Nathan!
I heard your thoughts
in the fog!
That was my mother,
and my siblings
you shot in the face!
f*cking remember!
(voice distorting)
Remember!
(indistinct shouting)
(weapons firing)
(indistinct shouting)
(weapons firing)
(g*nsh*t sounding)
(voice fading in)
Nathan!
That's enough!
You're not gonna mess
with my head.
You're going to stop
this now.
None of this is true!
None of this is true.
(shouting)
Theodore:
Niyya.
Theodore:
Niyya!
(panting)
Niyya?
(gasping)
(indistinct voices
overlapping)
(woman moaning)
Theodore:
No.
Theo?
No, no.
This is not real.
No. No.
It's not real.
Niyya.
Niyya?
(hyperventilating)
(door creaking open)
(straining,
pounding on door)
(gasping)
(beeping)
(ventilation whirring)
(breathing deeply)
Theodore:
Niyya!
Niyya!
(door thudding opening)
(door thudding closing)
(both shouting)
(thudding)
(both grunting)
You k*lled them, Nathan.
Just say it!
(both shouting)
Confess!
Say what you did
to those women and children.
Remember!
- No, no.
- Just f*cking remember!
(Niyya grunting)
I k*lled her.
I k*lled my love,
my life.
I k*lled Mona.
f*cking hell.
(shouting)
Say what you did to my family,
you piece of sh*t!
- (shouting)
- (kick thudding)
I'm sorry, Mona.
I'm sorry.
(heart beating)
Please...
...don't leave me.
(gasping)
(crying)
(door closing)
You seem
to be injured, Niyya.
Has there been
an altercation?
Niyya, you are injured.
Has there been
an altercation?
You seem to be in--
(smashing,
static crackling)
as*h*le.
(door opening)
(both grunting)
Thank you.
- (flatly) f*ck you.
- Okay.
(door opening)
(pebbles scattering)
(grunting)
(dripping)
(pick clinking against rock)
(rumbling)
Janie?
(static buzzing)
(rumbling)
Niyya: Nathan f*cking--
Nathan f*cking Flanagan.
He's here.
This is all his fault.
(Niyya's voice overlapping)
I miss you.
God, she would hate me.
She would hate me.
She'd be disgusted with me.
I'm just a f*cking weak,
angry, vengeful little human.
...weak, angry,
vengeful little human.
She would hate me.
It hurts so much.
God, I'm so weak.
I just want to disappear.
Stop crying. Stop f*cking
crying. Just run away.
Stop crying.
Stop f*cking crying.
I don't want to cry anymore.
Of course she didn't care
about you.
Why would anyone
ever care about you?
Stop crying. Shut up!
Shut up.
You're a f*cking monster...
I miss you, Mama.
God, she would hate me.
It's all your f*cking fault.
Of course she never
loved you-- Stop crying!
Why would she ever love you?
You're weak.
I don't want to feel
this way anymore.
I don't want to be sad.
Stop being so f*cking sad.
Run away. Run away.
Just run away.
Just run away. Keep running.
Keep running.
Keep running.
(sobbing)
f*ck. f*ck everything.
f*ck everyone.
f*ck this f*cking planet.
Peace.
Peace.
Oh, I just want peace.
Peace. Peace.
(outer door opening)
(outer door closing)
(inner door opening)
(inner door closing)
(rumbling)
So, that was our predecessor,
I suppose?
Sometimes I hear his twisted
thoughts in the gas.
Niyya:
Yeah. I think I did, too.
Did you read the name "Nathan
Flanagan" in my journal?
Maybe.
So, you've never been to
the Black Sea?
Theodore:
Eeyomb.
What?
Theodore:
I remember now.
My neighbor Eeyomb...
...was Oiean.
He taught me
a few phrases.
We were close before...
...you k*lled your wife.
Jesus, Theodore.
Why'd you have to say all that
stuff about Nathan Flanagan?
Theodore:
Mona used to say that...
that the mind has strange ways
of forcing us
to deal with our sins.
(sighing)
I would have done it.
I think I would have done it
if they hadn't stopped me.
They took my mother
from me.
The only one
who ever loved me...
...who ever knew me.
And they took her,
and somebody had to--
And the sad thing is,
she'd be disgusted with me.
Vengeance is a human poison.
It isn't in Oieans.
I wanted to escape it all
out here,
just get out of
the whole f*cking system...
...and escape
these pathetic human emotions.
But it's here.
It's in the silence.
It's in me and...
it's in the f*cking gas.
It's everywhere.
(rumbling)
Theodore:
Maybe I can help.
Give me the monitor.
And when I die,
they'll think it's you.
It'll be as
if you don't exist.
Best-case scenario,
you won't have to work in
that mine anymore.
You wouldn't have done it.
The beheading.
How would you know?
Because you didn't
with me.
(sniffling)
(alarm beeping, buzzing)
(rumbling)
(audibly breathing)
(rumbling)
(breathing deeply
and with ease)
(rumbling)
(wind blowing)
(classical music plays)
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