The Hive (2014) - full transcript
A young man suffering from amnesia must dig deep into the far reaches of his mind to remember who he is and save the love of his life before a virus that has infected him takes over.
You.
Holy shit.
Who am I?
[groaning]
Jesus Christ.
"Remember"?
Remember, uh...
Shit! Remember nothing.
What is going on?! Fuck!
Who am I?! Fuck!
[distant door closes]
[amnesiac]
Hello?
Hello?
Hey, could--is anyone there?
Can you help me?
[loud bang]
[panting]
[sniffles]
[bucket clatters]
Oh.
[groans]
[chuckles]
I'm going crazy, man.
[boy]
Well, we have 63 days.
How do you expect me
to survive
without cell phone
or Internet access?
Get over it! Dang!
We're young.
It's summer camp.
[amnesiac]
Who's that?
Adam Goldstein?
[distant thump]
OK, what do I know?
I'm Adam.
[sighs]
What else do I know?
What is going on?
What's going on?!
[flies buzzing]
[woman] Do you have any idea
what you're doing?
I'm a United States
citizen.
Your actions here
could turn a cold war
into a nuclear
fucking holocaust!
You have absolutely no fucking
idea what I'm saying, do you?
[Russian accent]
You are spy, right?
So now you help
Mother Russia.
[woman screams]
[speaks Russian]
Um, OK.
Wow, I'm Russian?
Russia, Russia, Russia.
I'm a Russian teenage scientist
from the Cold War
who doesn't age, apparently.
Probably not.
[sighs]
[door creaks]
[Adam] I like to come here
and get away sometimes.
You know, it's just--
it's quiet, peaceful.
Wow. This place is
amazing at night.
Yeah, you know, it's--
it's cool to think here,
let the stillness
of the water relax you.
-Like meditation?
-Like meditation?
[Adam]
Yeah, like that.
Like that.
I'm--I'm really starting
to feel something for you.
Is that--is that weird,
that I feel very connected?
No.
It's not bad at all.
Ohh.
Jess, I just don't want
to hurt anyone.
[Adam sighs]
Right.
Must be an asshole.
Oh, Jesus,
what happened to you?
Looks like we're
in this together.
What do you say?
My bad.
There you go.
Fuck.
I hear you're still
having those stupid,
nasty seizures.
Are they scary?
How old are you?
-I'm 7 3/4.
-[gasps]
You're older
than my daughter.
She's only 7 1/2.
I'm going to go talk
to your parents
about a procedure
I'd like to try.
It's nothing bad.
It's called multiple
subpial transections,
which is a lot
of big words to describe
very tiny cuts that you
won't feel at all.
[equipment beeping]
Kayla, count backwards from ten
for me. Clean here, please.
-10...
-[nurse] Yes, Doctor.
[Kayla]
9, 8, 7...
[doctor] Looks good. Thanks.
Making a 5-millimeter incision.
-[Kayla] 6...
-[prolonged beep]
No! No!
[Kayla] W to the power of I...
[nurse] We're losing
a lot of blood.
...derivative over N
to the power of I
minus A Z to
the power of...
[prolonged beep]
No.
No, no. No!
Shit.
OK.
[sniffs]
[sighs]
Uh...
...very special day,
and frankly,
I don't care to hear anymore
about the sick need
you have to update
your Facebook status.
-Special day?
-Tyrannical reign
of these little bastards
is coming to an end.
This is the time that
the people at the bottom,
we rise up and we take down
the powers that be.
And who are
the powers that be?
Spoiled little
shit bags.
We have no authority
over these kids.
They know that every
disciplinary action
we take is merely
a suggestion
because they make
one little phone call
to their rich little daddies,
and all of a sudden,
Little Billy doesn't have
to make his own bed anymore.
I got to make
his own bed,
with these hands.
-So this is about Billy?
-Fuck Billy! No!
Well, yeah,
but it's not just
about Little Billy.
It's about all
the Little Billies.
Stop calling them
Little Billies.
Fuck! What's his name,
the kid who shit himself?
Don't talk
about Puraj.
Yeah, Puraj,
the Puerto Rican kid.
He's Indian!
[man] You're missing my point.
What's your point?
We're gonna
butt-fuck these kids.
Wow.
[Jess] Who are you butt-fucking?
No one, Jess.
It's all good.
Mm-hmm.
You look really sweet.
Good.
I love her.
I can't believe she's
my fucking girlfriend.
It's forever.
Yeah, well,
it's just a water fight,
so...calm down.
Butt fuck!
[Adam's friend on P.A.]
Good morning, campers.
I hope you have
your running shoes on today,
'cause I'm fucking
coming for you,
you little shits!
Yeah, see?
There he his.
You're finally living
a little, instead of
that emo,
brooding bullshit.
You want to jerk each other off?
-What?
-Just touch it.
What the fuck? Get outta here.
[Adam]
Aah! Aah!
[kids yelling]
Yeah, I'm your
worst nightmare!
[Adam]
Clark, Clark.
-Oh, my God.
-Clark, dude.
You're the big dog.
Ha ha!
OK, uh,
look, there's something
I have to tell you, Clark.
[Clark]
Little Billy.
I want him dead.
[both grunt]
[laughs and groans]
Ha ha!
-Ohh.
-Oh, my God.
[Adam]
You OK?
Yeah, I think.
Oh.
Yeah, I...I think so.
Remember?
Goddamn it,
I can't remember.
Shit! Think, Adam!
Which one of you fucking retards
was screaming "Syria"
and beaning kids
with water balloons?
Well, I guess that
would be both of us.
Well, not really.
Both of us were throwing
water balloons,
to be honest, but, you know,
it was for fun.
[Adam] Yeah, but we were
throwing water balloons,
but one of us
was yelling "Syria";
"Run, you little faggots";
"Your rich parents
can't save you."
That was one of us.
[Clark] It got out of hand
out there, man.
What's your excuse?
All right, OK, OK. Jesus Christ.
You know what?
Get the fuck out of here.
And take that
fucking shirt off.
It's disturbing.
I'm gonna have nightmares.
[Clark] It's not
play time, it's nap time.
Adam.
No, just stay there.
I'm gonna manage
everybody on my own.
Keep drawing.
Do what you do.
[Clark]
What's this idiot doing?
He's creeping me out.
I'm gonna tell you guys
a little story,
and it doesn't end well
for you,
you little bumblebee.
What's up, Puraj?
You OK?
Missing home?
No.
They picking on you again?
Aw, come on, man.
OK, look,
believe it or not,
I wasn't always this cool.
Kids used to mess
with me all the time.
But, uh, you don't
care about that.
You just want to
get 'em back, right?
Eww! What was that?!
Shut up and go
to sleep.
Something wet keeps
on hitting me!
Hey, kid, shut the fuck
up and go to sleep
before I start
taking privileges.
Hey, uh, excuse me.
Is--is she OK?
You mean Katie?
-Yeah.
-Yeah,
she's great, except
for the big-ass dent
that you put in her forehead
and the 4 stitches.
-Four stitches?
-Mm-hmm.
Shit. Well, can I apologize
to her or something?
You can try, but if you'd
just split my head open,
I'd bust you on your ass.
OK.
[chalk scrawling]
You scared the shh
out of me.
Shh out of you?
What are you doing
lurking over me
like that?
Are you crazy?
I'm sorry. Look, I...
I made you something.
It's you with
your head split open
and your brains falling out.
Oh, look, please go.
I really don't feel like
talking.
[Adam]
I'm trying to apologize.
No, you're not. You just feel
bad because you were acting
like a moron and
somebody got hurt.
Sorry if your
stupid doodles
don't exactly lift y spirits.
Stupid?
Whatever. I tried.
OK.
[sighs]
Try not busting
anyone's head open
on your way out.
Douche bag.
Oh, so you won't
say "shit,"
but you'll say "douche bag"?
Fine. Whatever. Forget about it.
I'm not sorry, Katie. Fuck you.
[nurse] Abandon hope!
We're going down! Ha ha ha!
Fuck you, too!
Yeah, yeah.
Fuck you! God--
Uh-huh, and that's
what you get!
Ha ha ha ha!
[sighs]
Mm-hmm.
Rad.
[chalk scrawling]
Your douche-bag friend
dropped this off for ya.
Thank you.
[scoffs]
What are you doing?
I look terrible.
I've seen worse.
Well, can I see it,
at least?
No.
What, it isn't another
apology doodle?
No, you got yours.
This is, uh...
This is another one.
This is just for me.
You like it?
Yeah, I do.
I actually really do.
I think I can do better.
Yeah, I'll start right now
with that beautiful onesie.
-[chuckles]
-Yeah, thanks.
I know it. Ha!
You know, earlier,
before I twisted my ankle,
when I said "Fuck you"
and some other things?
I apologize for that.
Thanks.
I really do.
[grunts]
OK, ready?
There we go. I felt it.
I felt the care, the love.
-I don't usually--
-I don't like swearing.
I don't usually say
fuck, you know.
See, now, that
mildly offends me.
That I just said that I--
Mildly or, like, actually?
-Mildly, mildly.
-OK.
Fuck. Ha!
Actually, uh,
I made something
for you, and we can
talk to each other.
[deep voice]
Hey, my name's Adam,
and I'm really angry
all the time.
[both laugh]
[hums]
Is that her?
Yeah. "Hey, you!
I'll bust your ass."
-Ha ha ha ha!
-"I'll bust--mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm"--oh, shit.
Dizzy-ass white kids.
Yeah, I'll bust your ass.
Sorry.
I really do respect you.
[Katie giggling]
"Dizzy-ass white kids."
Ha ha!
How's your, uh, your wound?
Oh, it's--it doesn't
hurt anymore.
Here, can you see anything?
They wanted to, like, shave
my head, but I said no.
I can't--no.
You look--
-Then yes, I'm fine.
-You look healthy.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
[chalk scrawling]
[Adam]
Katie?
Katie.
-Ohh!
-[laughing]
What the fuck?!
Oh, my God!
What is wrong with you?
Are you kidding me?
-Ha!
-Jesus!
-Oh, my God.
-That's insane.
-The look on your face.
-No, it's real funny.
Real funny.
What's wrong? I was just
kidding.
I know, I--I thought
something might have
happened to you.
I don't know.
Like what? Why--
why would that matter?
[sighs]
When I was a kid,
I...got lost in the woods.
I got turned around
in the forest
a couple blocks
from my house.
You know, I was out there
for a couple days.
Oh.
What'd you do?
Found a log and I
crawled inside.
I don't know. I was alone.
[laughing]
[scoffs]
What the hell?
-Sorry, I'm sorry.
-That's hilarious to you.
-Wow, OK.
-It's horrible. I'm sorry.
I laugh at really
inappropriate times.
No. "Inappropriate"?
This is beyond inappropriate.
I'm baring my soul to you.
I'm emotionally traumatized.
Oh, no, I can't be
in a room alone.
I have this phobia,
and it's funny to you.
No, I'm sor--I'm--
I'm good. I'm sorry.
-Done laughing at me?
-Sorry. Yeah.
-And my pain?
-Yeah, I'm good.
You know, you're messed up.
Yeah.
You know the really
messed-up thing?
My ankle's totally fine.
Are you tired?
Um, no.
Not really. Why?
Uh...what do you say
we, you know,
sneak out of here?
There's a staff meeting
tonight. No one's here.
[Adam]
Like to come here by myself
and relax sometimes,
you know.
It's peaceful, quiet.
OK, I, uh,
I thought you had
a phobia of being alone.
I--I mean, yeah,
but I like to come here
and think, you know,
and let the stillness
of the water relax me.
[snickers]
-What?
-I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
You--you know this is
basically
the camp toilet, right?
What the hell!
Why are you laughing?
I'm trying to tell you--
Adam, stop. This is ridiculous.
What? I'm being serious.
I'm trying to tell you that
I feel very connected--
Adam.
[sighs]
OK...
this is all
very cute, but, um,
seriously,
are you kidding?
[scoffs]
Adam,
you are not capable of
a serious relationship,
and I came here to make out
with you and then to go to bed.
W-what? No.
Katie, I want to be
in a relationship, OK?
I want to fall in love.
So girls have
this tendency to gossip.
It's kind of our thing.
Everyone knows this is
your little sex den.
My little sex den?
-Yep.
-Wow.
You know...
my grandfather had
Alzheimer's,
and every day,
my grandma used
to change the date
on his newspaper
just so he wouldn't,
like, lose his mind.
That's love.
It's this false reality
you share with someone.
That's how I feel
about you, Katie.
[scoffs]
No, it isn't.
[Katie] What you're feeling
is just a rush
of 19-year-old-boy
testosterone
with the intense desire
to jam your penis in me
and, you know,
that's fine, too, but...
-[scoffs]
-it's not love.
[Adam] This is
what I love about you.
Don't even use the word
"love" with me.
It would be such a gross
misuse of the term that,
as a woman, I'm actually
kind of offended.
[Adam] But I don't mean
to offend you. I just--
[Katie] Look, Adam, OK,
I'm gonna make a rule.
You can't say
those words to anyone
until you actually
mean them, OK?
Like, really mean them.
Like, feel it in your
gut, can't keep it in
or it might just burst out
of you kind of feeling.
Until then, just don't, OK?
-Do you promise?
-Yeah, yeah, I promise.
Fuck! Katie, Jesus.
Also, you shouldn't
swear so much.
It makes you sound
kind of stupid.
[scoffs]
Can we make out now?
Yeah, yeah,
I guess so. I mean...
[jet engine roaring]
[explosion]
Fuck!
Forestry Station 14, this is
Camp Yellowjacket. Over.
Forestry Station 14, this is
Camp Yellowjacket. Over.
Forestry Station 14,
this is Camp Yellowjacket.
Is anyone there, please? Over.
[overlapping radio chatter]
[man on radio]
Camp Yellowjacket,
this is Station 14.
That you, Kevin? Over.
Uh, no, Frank.
It's Adam. Over.
Uh, were you outside
a couple minutes ago?
Did you see anything
fall from the sky? Over.
You're breaking up,
Yellowjackets.
Can you repeat that? Over.
Uh, the, uh, counselors got
all the kids settled
in their bunks.
I don't think they're gonna
go to sleep anytime soon,
but...at least
they're corralled, so...
This is some crazy shit!
A plane, a plane crashed
just outside camp. Over.
Don't touch anything.
Did you see where it hit? Over.
Uh, near--near
Skyview Ridge, I think.
One or two miles
south of us.
-Over.
-All right, Yellowjacket.
We're gonna send up
some rangers
to investigate
the possible crash site.
Just stay put,
take care of the kids.
We don't want anybody
getting hurt.
Over and out.
Uh, y-yes, sir,
we'll stay here.
Over.
We're gonna go
up there, aren't we?
I don't see how anyone
could have survived that.
[Clark]
Holy shit.
I--I'm staying here.
[Clark]
What the fuck happened?
[Katie]
Jesus Christ.
Holy shit, man!
[Adam]
This is fucking nuts.
What's that smell, man?
I shouldn't be breathing
this. It stinks.
Guys?
Guys!
We need to leave.
[gasps]
Holy fuck!
[man groaning]
[whimpers]
What do you think's
in there?
I don't know, man.
It could be secret documents
proving God knows what.
Could be CIA, NSA.
[Katie]
Clark, let's just go.
No, no, no,
we can't just
leave this here
for some random people
to stumble by and grab it.
[growling]
[Clark]
We'll take it back to camp...
No, Clark, we need to leave.
[Clark] ...collect a reward.
-Seriously shut up.
-Hey, guys! Hey, guys!
No, no, no, no. Look, look.
Listen, it's almost open.
I'll just open it, and if it's
documents, we'll just leave it.
Don't touch the case.
No, Clark!
Ugh! What the--
[Adam]
Shit.
[Katie]
Adam, don't touch it.
Aah!
[Clark] Fuck! Oh! Get off of me!
What the hell
is wrong with him?
[vomits]
-Jesus Christ!
-Shit!
[hissing and growling]
[bones crack]
[Clark] What the fuck
is wrong with him?
What's up with his eyes?
No, no, no, no.
-[Katie] Clark! Clark!
-Aah!
-Get off me, man!
-What the fuck!
[Adam]
Get off my friend!
-Come on!
-Get in the fucking truck!
[Adam] Run!
Run! Run!
-Get up there!
-Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Let's go!
Come on! Let's go!
Shit!
Whoa!
-You OK?
-Yeah, man!
Clark, get the fuck out of here!
What was that?
What was that guy?
[shouting indistinctly]
[crash]
[Adam screams]
Aah!
I'm fine.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine,
totally normal.
This happens, this happens
at camp. Aah!
[man speaking Russian]
[person breathing heavily]
How are you feeling?
Miss?
How are you feeling?
[Subject 14 speaking Russian]
[grunts]
I'm fine.
It's all up in my head.
It's all a dream.
Just a...
Ha ha ha ha!
I'm talking to
a fucking dead girl.
Guy in a camp has
stupid fucking memories
that make no sense.
Stupid memories!
They make no sense.
No sense!
Hey, Hon.
How was surgery?
Hon, surgery?
W to the power of I
equals N
to the power of I.
Derivative over N to
the power of I
equals K
to the power of I.
Derivative over N to
the power of I
equals K
to the power of I.
[Kayla]
Derivative over N
to the power of I
minus A Z to the power of...
[Adam] Jess,
are you good at math?
Jess?
Any idea what that means?
Jess, I don't know.
-I do.
-Yeah--
[Jess]
What's the big deal?
It's camp. Why is everyone
so serious around here?
Look, I know.
It's just...
Maybe I should go.
No, no, look,
I know it's not
a big deal. It's not.
I just don't want to
hurt anyone, you know?
I...
Fine. Just keep it
between us, OK?
Ho! Oh!
What the fuck?!
I just felt my dick in me! I--
Jess, I felt my dick...
fuck me--I just fucked myself!
What the fuck.
I'm losing my mind.
Jess, we shouldn't
have gone up there.
It was so stupid.
You look better.
God damn, I must
be going crazy.
But, you know,
it could be worse.
Could be alone...
right?
Katie? Katie!
[Clark] Shhhhhh.
[Adam] What? What is it?
[Adam] Holy shit.
We can't go out there, man.
-Clark, what the fuck?
-We can't help her.
What are you talking about, man?
[Clark] Shut up!
You've been out, man.
You've been passed out.
You don't understand the
gravity of the situation.
I'm trying to help you.
What are you talking about?
He's still out there.
That psycho guy from the plane.
You know?
[Clark] That fucking
thing that attacked us.
[Clark] He, like, leaned over
Jess and he vomited some kind
of black shit in her face.
He's still
fucking out there.
[Adam] Clark, we can't just
leave her out there.
she's fucking alive.
Shut the fuck up.
Help. Help me.
Look at her, man,
it's Jess!
He's waiting for us.
Let me out of the car, Clark!
[Clark] It's a trap,
Adam, it's a trap.
Get off me, man!
Oh, my God.
[Clark] I warned you!
I tried to warn you.
-[Katie] What was that?
-It's just an animal. Come on.
-[Katie] Adam.
-[Adam] Katie, come on.
I warned you,
I tried to warn you.
[Adam] Jess. Jess.
Jesus, get up.
[Jess groaning]
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, no,
no, no, no.
Clark, just drive.
Katie, shut the door.
[door closes]
[engine sputtering]
Come on,
motherfucker.
[Adam] Drive,
god dammit.
Clark, go!
[engine sputtering]
Come on, god dammit.
Hey, we got to walk.
What?
[indistinct chatter]
[Adam] Clark,
just get the door.
Help!
Somebody help us!
[Clark] We need help!
[Jess groaning]
[vomiting]
Shhh.
[Clark] What do we do?
[girl screaming]
[girl] Help me.
Help me, please.
[Jess vomiting]
What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck did I do?
[Katie] Clark, help me.
[Adam] Clark, help me out.
[Clark] What do you
want me to do?
-[Adam] What the fuck?
-[Katie] Clark, help.
[Jess coughing]
What do we do?
What do we do?
[Katie] I don't know.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
Adam!
Jess!
[roar]
We can see it all.
[deeper voice]
We can see everything.
Jess...
baby?
We're gonna get you help, OK?
You don't need to help us.
Us?
Clark, come closer.
Dude.
[Jess] Come closer.
Closer.
[roar]
-[Adam] Aah!
-[Katie] Adam.
Here.
What the hell is going on!
He's stabbed.
Phone don't work.
Goddamnit.
[Yuri] Hello again,
Subject 14.
How are you feeling today?
[speaking Russian]
[Yuri] It's back to we again.
[Yuri] Anyway,
this strain is unusable
and it's piece of shit.
[Yuri] Yes, Subject 14?
[Yuri] That's quite impossible.
Your question is irrelevant.
Subject 3 has broken free.
We are freeing Subject 8
and 9 as we speak.
We will be inside this
room in 30 seconds.
That's not going to stop us.
We'll still get in.
Isn't this what
you wanted, Yuri?
Isn't this easier?
The time is coming.
You'll need to decide.
It's a simple choice.
You should have known, Yuri.
We were never going
to be controlled.
Shooting this body will
not change the outcome.
We will be in this
room in 10 seconds.
[Yuri] To the mask.
Get the mask!
[screaming]
What the fuck?
[exhales]
[gasping]
Here. Let me help you.
[sniffles]
[Katie] What are you doing?
OK, this might hurt.
-Ready?
-Yeah.
-[winces]
-Sorry.
Haa! Heh.
How does that feel?
It hurts. [chuckles]
Here.
So, what's the plan, guys?
Um, OK, well, I guess
we gotta go get the van,
and start moving kids out.
That's one option, yeah, sure.
-[Adam] Clark.
-I might've thought of
a different idea, that's all.
We're not leaving them here.
Look, I'm just saying
I have another plan.
That's not fucking fair, Katie.
You don't know
what my plan is.
Katie, come on.
Clark, what's your plan?
I'm just saying I don't even
think that you guys are
going to even consider
my plan now
-based on Katie's reaction.
-Are you being serious?
-What's your plan?
-It's simple.
We're in deep shit here.
What's the plan, Clark?
-Fuck the kids.
-What?
Daddy ain't gonna buy
you out of this jam.
-Clark.
-Seriously. Fuck 'em.
[Adam] We can't say fuck 'em.
OK? They're a bunch of kids.
-We're the only ones in town.
-I can. I said fuck 'em.
I'll say it again.
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em!
It's out of the question.
I'm not doing that.
I told you you weren't
gonna go for my plan.
[Adam] There are 150 kids here
under the age of 13 years old.
You want us to just
leave them out there
-to fend for themselves?
-This is bullshit.
Clark, come on.
[Clark] You're not seeing it,
man.
It's Lord of
the fucking Flies here.
There are no adults.
We are the adults!
What are you saying?
Is that--
Is that supposed to help?
Oh, God.
I give up.
I'm done. Good game.
We just tied
my vomiting girlfriend
to a fucking chair
so she would
stop throwing up
some kind of tar shit on us.
Wake up, man!
God damn, is it
1,000 degrees in here?
Clark.
[exhaling, coughing]
I'm sorry about him.
What?
I'm sorry.
It's really not funny.
Let's get out of here, OK?
-[Katie] Yeah.
-[Adam] Keep it together.
We need to get these kids. OK?
Ahh.
[gasping]
We're all very excited to see
how it turns out this time.
What do you mean "we"?
Ahh. You'll
know soon enough.
Look, Clark.
Look at me, dude.
[Adam] We're out of here.
Are you coming with us?
[chuckles, sighs]
Just shut up.
[laughs]
What is so fucking funny?
You're all so predictable.
[Adam] Clark, seriously?
Whatever the fuck that means.
[Adam] OK, we're out of here.
OK, Clark?
We left you the broom.
She loves the broom.
[indistinct noise]
Let's get out of here.
You can untie us.
We won't attack you again.
[Jess] There's no need to now.
Not a chance.
Oh.
We bet there is.
[gasping]
We're already
inside your head.
[Jess] There's nothing
you can do about it now.
Don't be the monkey that
refuses to walk upright.
I'm not listening to you.
[Jess] Yes.
You are.
You're listening
because you care.
Your emotions make you weak.
Riverrun PD,
this is Adam Goldstein
for Camp Yellowjacket,
Is anyone there? Over.
[static]
Riverrun PD,
there's an emergency.
Someone please pick up. Over.
[Clark] Baby, look at me.
What's wrong with you?
Why are you talking like this?
[gasping]
We're going to tell
you something
and you're going
to get upset.
Upset?
Why would I be upset?
It's silly, actually.
Nothing worth
being mad about.
Despite that you'll
smash that broomstick
and leave yourself
defenseless.
What a stupid thing to do.
But you will.
And after, you'll
realize you shouldn't be
allowed to make
your own decisions.
Riverrun PD,
there's an emergency.
Is anyone there? Over.
[man on radio]
Go again, over.
There is an emergency
here, please. Over.
[man on radio] You have
nothing to worry about. Over.
I need an ETA.
I have over 100
kids here, please. Over.
[man on radio]
No need to worry about us.
We're fine. Over.
Try me.
Jess had sex with Adam.
Shut up.
A week of hand jobs
got a little boring for her.
So she seduced him.
[groaning]
His penis was
bigger than yours.
Just a little.
Nothing worth
being upset about.
But she had
intercourse with him.
And he performed
above average.
What are you saying? We've got
an emergency. We need help.
[man on radio] We apologize for
the fear you're experiencing.
It will all be over soon.
Over.
You're lying.
Are we lying?
Or were you looking
for Jess Wednesday night,
only you couldn't find her
because she was
by the lake with Adam.
All right, I'm fine.
See, I'm fine.
[chuckles]
Stupid mindgames.
Stupid.
We're happy you're OK with it.
Because after,
Jess couldn't stop
thinking about it.
And masturbating about it.
Well, it's perfectly
understandable.
He's a good-looking guy.
[chuckles] It's understandable.
Perfectly...
Un...der...standable!
Why would he? What?
Why would he
fucking do that?
[chuckles]
Good monkey.
Just keep it running.
I'll get the kids.
Adam!
Be careful.
To the power of I
derivative over N
to the power of I.
[man] Does anybody know
what this is?
No one?
This is part of Price's model
of the evolution of altruism,
recited verbatim by an
unconscious 8-year-old girl.
Why was the dying thought
of this girl
an equation only known by
scholars of Price himself?
This moment forever changed my
perspective of
science in the mind.
I call it
the Kayla Phenomenon.
The experience
of channeling a memory or
information that
is not your own.
And there are countless examples
of this Kayla Phenomenon.
There's this 6-year-old
girl from Kentucky,
who's never had
a flying lesson,
but she lands a small
aircraft while her father
is having a stroke.
Or that this patient can explain
every
detail of his brother's wedding
despite being 2,000
miles away in a coma.
This is not science-fiction.
This is real.
I'm looking for a small grant
to continue my research
isolating
the cause of this phenomenon.
Imagine how shared experiences
can shape our future.
Or pooling our brain resources
for complex applications.
Forget about the equation.
We could literally
have a situation
where any one of us can feel
what the rest of us are feeling
at any given moment.
It is truly the
ultimate social network.
[indistinct chatter]
That is impressive.
I'm sorry. I don't
recognize you from the...
Doctor, we have
something I think you're
going to want to see.
[door creaking]
[voice] ♪ ...together,
friends forever...together ♪
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[man on radio]
We interrupt this programming...
[coughing, vomiting]
Adam! Where the fuck are you?
[voice] ♪ All together,
we can have a ball ♪
♪ All for one
and one for all ♪
♪ All together, we can
stick like glue ♪
♪ All together,
all our dreams come true ♪
♪ All together, we can
help each other... ♪
Puraj?
Oh, Puraj.
[voice] ♪ ...Live forever,
all together ♪
[man on radio] Please stay
at home until further advised
by a government agency.
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[vomiting]
[man on radio]
This is not a test.
I repeat...
Puraj?
[Adam] What the fuck?
Sorry, buddy.
[Adam] Jesus.
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[man on radio]
Please stay in your homes
until further advised by
a government agency.
This is not a test.
[girl screams]
Katie! Katie!
Katie! Clark!
Where is she?
Tell me where she is.
You shouldn't be so worried.
After all, she's not alone.
Clark? Is she with Clark?
We're watching them together.
She's running across the field.
Crying. Her legs are shaking.
She won't make it much longer.
Tell me where they are.
She's stumbling.
Oops. There she goes.
Poor thing.
We're crawling on top of her.
She's scared.
Aah!
It will all be over soon.
Make it stop. Make it stop!
We're connected with her.
It's done. That simple.
Fuck you.
What did you do to her?
We've improved her.
She'll be with us soon.
It's much better this way.
You'll see.
[groaning]
She's whispering something.
What?
What is she saying, Jess?
Adam, run!
Jess, speak to me, please!
What?
Fuck!
[bat clatters on floor]
[crying]
[Clark] Adam. Adam.
Shut up.
[Clark] Adam, let us in.
[Clark] Adam.
We know a sign is
telling you not
to let us in.
Ignore that.
We have to talk.
Yeah, I'm good, thanks.
[Clark] Relax, Adam.
If we wanted you dead,
we would set
the building on fire.
Go away, Clark.
[Clark] There really isn't
anything you can do.
One way or another,
we're getting in there.
You open the door.
Do it the easy way.
We'll say what we
have to say and then leave.
You have our word.
If you try anything, you're
dead.
That's enough.
[Clark] Poor Adam.
Still this lost boy,
hiding in a log.
Where is she?
Is that what this is about?
Did you lose your girlfriend?
Do you feel in control?
I feel like you don't
tell me where Katie is,
I'm gonna see
the inside of your skull
across this fucking floor.
You hate us for
taking Katie, don't you?
It was easy. You abandoned
her at that van.
No, I didn't.
-You didn't?
-No, I didn't.
When we found her,
she was all alone.
She was afraid.
Shut up.
Shut up!
You could have
protected her.
You left her instead.
She was scared.
You could've protected her.
You could've
protected her, but you
let her fend for herself.
You let her go.
She was begging,
please don't turn me.
I was the one
to hold her down.
[groaning]
How does it feel, Adam?
How does it feel
to lose somebody
that you love?
We have found
that intense anger
is the best cure
for your pocket.
[groaning]
Aah!
Uhh.
[Adam] Clark.
The truth is,
I don't hate you.
I love you like a brother.
You do?
Yeah. But I have a message
for you to deliver
to all your little friends.
There's something
I want them to see.
[thud]
I will find her.
[Clark] Do it.
Embrace your anger.
I'm not angry.
[bat clatters on floor]
Oh, shit.
Where am I?
Oh, oh, shit!
Oh, what the fuck?
Wait, Jess! Jess!
Jess, Jess, stop it.
Fucking stop, Jess.
Look at me! It's Adam.
Please just tell
me where Katie is.
I don't know.
I don't know.
[thumping, door rattling]
[Katie exhales]
How do I look?
You look beautiful.
[coughing]
-Adam, you should leave.
-No.
You need to get out of here.
You can save us.
You can still have a life.
No. I'm not leaving you, Katie.
You know, I was
wrong about you.
No, you weren't.
Oh, if this
had been last week,
I would be halfway
down the mountain
right now getting pie
waiting for the government
to napalm this place.
That's nice.
Yeah?
You know, there's an
argument to be made
that you're one
of the worse things
that's ever happened to me.
Ha!
[coughs]
[sniffling]
Well, I'm sorry
I ruined your life.
It's OK. It's OK.
I wasn't doing shit with it,
anyway.
[coughs]
It's OK. It's OK.
Adam, I'm scared.
I know. I know.
I know.
[coughing]
Adam--
Adam, I'm dead.
[sobs]
[chalk scraping]
[chalk scraping]
Phew. You came back.
You were here. Remember.
Remember. Uh, OK.
Not my memories,
not my memories.
Come on focus, focus.
A weird Russian
experiment in 1984
comes around to 2014.
Then--then we've got
this thing called a pocket,
which I have
no idea what that is.
Damn it.
[exhales]
Ah!
Has to all be connected,
right?
OK.
This is your base of operation.
Of course, you'll have
as many assistants
as you see fit,
handpicked, of course.
Your lab, your personnel.
If there's any piece
of equipment
that you need that isn't here,
you let me know,
and I'll get it to you
as fast as I can.
Just remember,
we're government.
We work at the speed of
government.
The notes from previous
experiments are--
Oh, good.
[Yuri speaking Russian]
I don't speak Russian.
Ah. Here are
the translations.
"Initial trials are encouraging.
Subjects are
telepathically linked,
allowing them to share
thoughts and memories.
They've become
a single entity--
a bee hive
working in unison,
their individual
desires forgotten.
In rare cases, subjects
have been able
to disconnect themselves
from the Hive
for small increments
of time.
I have dubbed these
glitches pockets.
During this time,
their individualism
is restored,
but they suffer
from disorientation
and memory loss."
Who am I?
[Baker] "In most cases,
subjects enter a pocket
after being confronted
with an external stimulus
to which they've ascribed
emotional attachment."
This stuff is 20
years old at least.
Where's it come from?
A discontinued
Soviet programm.
Those commies were
into some crazy shit,
but, uh, you'll pick up
where they left off.
What's that
stuff on their skin?
Uh, side effects of the virus.
We're hoping you may be
able to eliminate that,
but it's not a top priority.
[tape stops]
My theory about the
interconnected nature
of our minds.
My job is to
create solutions
to future catastrophes.
You understand?
When do I begin?
Ah!
Holy shit.
I can tap into
the memories of anyone.
[sniffles, exhales]
Ah! Goddamn it.
I can see it all.
I can see everything.
The more of our minds
we share,
the more alike we become,
the formula
for the perfect life--
16 hours a day awake,
30 minutes a day of working out,
137 minutes with a loved one,
seven minutes
being sexually active,
just one muted mass working
towards the same goal--
perfection.
Ah!
I'm still one of them, OK?
I'm disconnected,
but I'm still one of them.
I remember.
I've been coming
to this camp since I was a kid.
I crave constant attention from
women to fight the loneliness.
I fucked over my best friend.
I'm the douchebag
who busted Katie's head open
and couldn't protect her.
288 friends on Facebook,
115 friends on Instagram,
the memories
of seven billion people
stuck in my fucking head.
Ah!
I have to focus.
I can remember
anything if I focus.
Holy shit.
It's like...
I can remember anything.
It's like Google.
If I just focus on something...
All right. Enough of that.
Katie.
What's going on?
What's wrong with her?
Hold on.
[sobs]
You snapped
out of it, right?
So whatever you did,
she can do, too.
Uh, I don't know. I don't know
what you're talking about.
Jess, what happened?
Please just tell me.
Uh, um...
What? Jess, talk to me.
I don't know! I--I felt
something.
I was freaking out,
and then I just--
Think.
I--I--
I saw--I saw--
I saw faces.
I saw your--
yours and her face,
and then I--
I don't know--
I woke up in this chair,
and I'm tied up in this chair.
It's all I know.
Wait. So if you
remember something
from your life or
something emotional,
you can--can come
back from it?
Uh...
I need your help, OK, Jess?
We're gonna get
out of this shit hole,
- I swear to God.
- OK.
[Yuri speaking Russian]
[woman] Dr. Baker,
you have another applicant
in your office.
I'm waiting on--
Fine. I'll go in there now.
I don't know how you expect me
to get any work done
around here.
What's happening?
We're waiting.
Hi. I'm Dr. Baker,
and you are...
My name is Yuri.
Oh, uh, I'm sorry.
I thought--
-I thought your name was--
-It's Yuri.
OK. Well are you familiar
with the position?
I'm not here
for the position.
I don't understand,
but we're very busy.
Uh, my name is Yuri.
Yeah. I got that.
Yegorov.
Dr. Yegorov?
Once Katie turns,
we're gonna--
we're gonna remind her
of something to bring
her back just like
you were brought back.
That's not gonna work.
Why not?
It's too late!
Uh!
I have so many
questions for you.
I've read all your notes.
The virus is shockingly
resistant to change. I've been--
Dr. Baker, I know
where you're going.
Aah! Aah!
The subjects
will become hostile
and determined to spread.
Their intelligence
and brain power
by far exceeds our own.
It's impossible
to control them.
This is evil.
With all due respect,
doctor, we disagree.
Don't write it off as evil
just because you
failed to control it.
Uh! Uh!
Uh!
I've been poring over
your work for months.
I thought you were a genius.
Dr. Baker, do you know
what word "kaniez" means?
I don't know that word.
It means the end.
Ah! Uh! Ah!
Adam...
Aagh!
Uh!
Aagh...
Fuck.
Uh!
Oh, shit.
[coughs]
[Adam] Katie.
Katie, stay with me.
[Katie coughing]
Katie, I'm gonna
figure this out, OK,
and then--and then
I'll come back from you.
Katie, stay alive
and hang on.
[Katie] Adam, wait.
Where is she?
I will find her.
Oh, Katie.
[hisses]
We were expecting you.
Look, Katie.
Look at me, OK?
You can come out of this.
Just remember who you are.
Remember what's
important to you.
We know what
you're trying to do.
We don't want to change.
We're perfect now.
Your pocket
will end soon,
and you will
be back with us.
It's better this way, Adam.
Can't you see?
You will never
have to be alone again.
No. No.
We know how this
conversation ends,
and while you're
doing the wrong thing,
it's--
it's important to us
that you don't feel sad.
How does this
conversation end?
With you bashing
Katie's head in
with your bat.
If you are smarter than me,
then where is everyone?
Why haven't you burned
this place to the ground?
I mean, you saw what
I did with Clark.
Why haven't you sent
in your little drones
to come help save you?
You are of no threat to us.
This body is
of little importance.
It's important to me.
We know.
You know when I first told you
about my feelings for you
before any of
this shit happened,
it wasn't really it.
We know.
You're not as smart
as you think you are.
You were wrong
about the bat.
Nngh...
Uh...
[Katie] Look, Adam. OK.
I'm gonna make a rule.
You can't say
those words to anyone
until you actually
mean them, OK,
like, really mean them,
like, feel it
in your gut,
can't keep it in
or it might just burst out
of you kind of feeling.
Until then just--
Until then
just don't, OK?
Nngh...
I love you, Katie.
OK.
[exhales]
Apparently, it was a jolt
of electiricty
that restarted my heart, and then I woke up in the hospital.
[machine gun fire]
- Come on!
- Oh...
Can't fucking die!
Oh, shit.
Up, up, up.
[gunfire continues]
OK. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
What the fuck happened?
Uh!
OK. Here we go.
This better work.
One, two...
three.
[zap]
Katie, wake up. Katie?
[zap]
Wake up, Katie, please!
[zap]
[Katie gasping]
Holy shit. Katie?
Oh, my God, it worked.
Here, sit up. Sit up.
Come on. Just--
Just breathe. Just breathe.
It's OK. It's OK.
[panting]
Ah!
Katie, focus
on breathing.
Trust--trust me.
Trust me, Katie, please.
Who the fuck is Katie,
and who the fuck are you?
You swore. That's good.
Oh...
[Katie] Adam, wait.
[pounding on door]
[hammering continues]
You came out of it.
You had no memories at all.
You had no idea
who you were or where you were,
so I'm gonna give myself
a little note,
a reminder.
[coughs]
[gasps]
Ah!
[coughing]
Please never ask me
to do that again.
I think I shit myself.
Can you please tell me
what the hell is going on now?
It will all start
to make more sense
when your memory starts
to come back to you.
Oh, shit, for now,
we have to get
the fuck out
of this infirmary.
OK.
There's a van
in the parking lot.
It's our best bet.
If we take the forest path,
there's a chance
we'll get there unnoticed.
But I don't even remember--
Katie, Katie-- Katie, you're
gonna have to trust me, OK?
Everything's gonna be OK.
There's some masks and gloves
behind the nurses' desk, OK?
We'll get those before we leave.
OK.
Let's go.
[creaking]
[coughing]
Oh, remember.
Remember.
Oh, it's up to me.
- Nobody moves.
- Do what he says.
Back up. Back up.
Give me the samples.
All of them!
Don't do this.
Dr. Baker, unless you
want to die today,
I suggest you do
everything I say.
Put them in.
- Is this everything you have?
- Yes. Yes.
- Is this everything you have?
- Yes!
Come on. Let's get
the fuck out of here.
This is not good.
Stop him! Yaagh!
Katie,
just get the van!
Yuri, wait.
You don't understand.
Oh!
Start the plane!
For the love of God,
start the plane!
Rrgh!
[engine starts]
Start the plane!
Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
OK. You win.
[panting]
Uh...
I give in.
[pipe clatters]
Uh!
[tires screech]
[coughing]
Just remember Katie.
Get in.
[coughs]
Remember.
Remember Katie.
Please just remember Katie.
Remember Katie.
Ah! Uh!
Maybe I lied to her...
but soon, she'll
remember everything.
She'll know.
She'll remember the speed
and aggressiveness
in which the Hive
spread everywhere.
She'll remember the last
holdouts of humanity falling.
She'll remember the five days
that she spent
locked up in the infirmary
starving to death
waiting for me
to find my pocket
so I could save us.
She will realize that there's
nowhere for us to go,
that I lied to her.
Everything is not going
to be OK,
but for now, she still has hope.
Heh. Katie, you know,
she once told me
that love is a false reality,
and now I'm building her one.
I...
love...
you.
♪ Are you living your life
♪ Or just waiting to die?
♪ The bright, the bright,
the bright ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All my life, the bright
♪ The bright, the bright
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ It was just the beginning
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ On this planet spinning
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ And you know I found
the dust to be resilient ♪
♪ And we're the dirtiest
of the dirt ♪
♪ Every time we
fall to pieces ♪
♪ We build something new
out of the hurt ♪
♪ And we can never come back
to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ We can never come
back to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth
♪ Are you living your life
♪ Or just waiting to die?
♪ The bright, the bright,
the bright ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All my life, the bright
♪ The bright, the bright
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ This is a crooked path
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ We can never come back,
we can never come back ♪
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ And you know I found
the dust to be resilient ♪
♪ And we're the dirtiest
of the dirt ♪
♪ Every time we
fall to pieces ♪
♪ We build something new
out of the hurt ♪
♪ And we can never come back
to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ We can never come
back to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All together,
we can join hands ♪
♪All together
all across the land ♪
♪All together,
we can have some fun ♪
♪ All together,
we can be as one ♪
♪ All together,
we can help each other ♪
♪ All together,
we can love one another ♪
♪ All together,
friends forever ♪
♪ All together
Holy shit.
Who am I?
[groaning]
Jesus Christ.
"Remember"?
Remember, uh...
Shit! Remember nothing.
What is going on?! Fuck!
Who am I?! Fuck!
[distant door closes]
[amnesiac]
Hello?
Hello?
Hey, could--is anyone there?
Can you help me?
[loud bang]
[panting]
[sniffles]
[bucket clatters]
Oh.
[groans]
[chuckles]
I'm going crazy, man.
[boy]
Well, we have 63 days.
How do you expect me
to survive
without cell phone
or Internet access?
Get over it! Dang!
We're young.
It's summer camp.
[amnesiac]
Who's that?
Adam Goldstein?
[distant thump]
OK, what do I know?
I'm Adam.
[sighs]
What else do I know?
What is going on?
What's going on?!
[flies buzzing]
[woman] Do you have any idea
what you're doing?
I'm a United States
citizen.
Your actions here
could turn a cold war
into a nuclear
fucking holocaust!
You have absolutely no fucking
idea what I'm saying, do you?
[Russian accent]
You are spy, right?
So now you help
Mother Russia.
[woman screams]
[speaks Russian]
Um, OK.
Wow, I'm Russian?
Russia, Russia, Russia.
I'm a Russian teenage scientist
from the Cold War
who doesn't age, apparently.
Probably not.
[sighs]
[door creaks]
[Adam] I like to come here
and get away sometimes.
You know, it's just--
it's quiet, peaceful.
Wow. This place is
amazing at night.
Yeah, you know, it's--
it's cool to think here,
let the stillness
of the water relax you.
-Like meditation?
-Like meditation?
[Adam]
Yeah, like that.
Like that.
I'm--I'm really starting
to feel something for you.
Is that--is that weird,
that I feel very connected?
No.
It's not bad at all.
Ohh.
Jess, I just don't want
to hurt anyone.
[Adam sighs]
Right.
Must be an asshole.
Oh, Jesus,
what happened to you?
Looks like we're
in this together.
What do you say?
My bad.
There you go.
Fuck.
I hear you're still
having those stupid,
nasty seizures.
Are they scary?
How old are you?
-I'm 7 3/4.
-[gasps]
You're older
than my daughter.
She's only 7 1/2.
I'm going to go talk
to your parents
about a procedure
I'd like to try.
It's nothing bad.
It's called multiple
subpial transections,
which is a lot
of big words to describe
very tiny cuts that you
won't feel at all.
[equipment beeping]
Kayla, count backwards from ten
for me. Clean here, please.
-10...
-[nurse] Yes, Doctor.
[Kayla]
9, 8, 7...
[doctor] Looks good. Thanks.
Making a 5-millimeter incision.
-[Kayla] 6...
-[prolonged beep]
No! No!
[Kayla] W to the power of I...
[nurse] We're losing
a lot of blood.
...derivative over N
to the power of I
minus A Z to
the power of...
[prolonged beep]
No.
No, no. No!
Shit.
OK.
[sniffs]
[sighs]
Uh...
...very special day,
and frankly,
I don't care to hear anymore
about the sick need
you have to update
your Facebook status.
-Special day?
-Tyrannical reign
of these little bastards
is coming to an end.
This is the time that
the people at the bottom,
we rise up and we take down
the powers that be.
And who are
the powers that be?
Spoiled little
shit bags.
We have no authority
over these kids.
They know that every
disciplinary action
we take is merely
a suggestion
because they make
one little phone call
to their rich little daddies,
and all of a sudden,
Little Billy doesn't have
to make his own bed anymore.
I got to make
his own bed,
with these hands.
-So this is about Billy?
-Fuck Billy! No!
Well, yeah,
but it's not just
about Little Billy.
It's about all
the Little Billies.
Stop calling them
Little Billies.
Fuck! What's his name,
the kid who shit himself?
Don't talk
about Puraj.
Yeah, Puraj,
the Puerto Rican kid.
He's Indian!
[man] You're missing my point.
What's your point?
We're gonna
butt-fuck these kids.
Wow.
[Jess] Who are you butt-fucking?
No one, Jess.
It's all good.
Mm-hmm.
You look really sweet.
Good.
I love her.
I can't believe she's
my fucking girlfriend.
It's forever.
Yeah, well,
it's just a water fight,
so...calm down.
Butt fuck!
[Adam's friend on P.A.]
Good morning, campers.
I hope you have
your running shoes on today,
'cause I'm fucking
coming for you,
you little shits!
Yeah, see?
There he his.
You're finally living
a little, instead of
that emo,
brooding bullshit.
You want to jerk each other off?
-What?
-Just touch it.
What the fuck? Get outta here.
[Adam]
Aah! Aah!
[kids yelling]
Yeah, I'm your
worst nightmare!
[Adam]
Clark, Clark.
-Oh, my God.
-Clark, dude.
You're the big dog.
Ha ha!
OK, uh,
look, there's something
I have to tell you, Clark.
[Clark]
Little Billy.
I want him dead.
[both grunt]
[laughs and groans]
Ha ha!
-Ohh.
-Oh, my God.
[Adam]
You OK?
Yeah, I think.
Oh.
Yeah, I...I think so.
Remember?
Goddamn it,
I can't remember.
Shit! Think, Adam!
Which one of you fucking retards
was screaming "Syria"
and beaning kids
with water balloons?
Well, I guess that
would be both of us.
Well, not really.
Both of us were throwing
water balloons,
to be honest, but, you know,
it was for fun.
[Adam] Yeah, but we were
throwing water balloons,
but one of us
was yelling "Syria";
"Run, you little faggots";
"Your rich parents
can't save you."
That was one of us.
[Clark] It got out of hand
out there, man.
What's your excuse?
All right, OK, OK. Jesus Christ.
You know what?
Get the fuck out of here.
And take that
fucking shirt off.
It's disturbing.
I'm gonna have nightmares.
[Clark] It's not
play time, it's nap time.
Adam.
No, just stay there.
I'm gonna manage
everybody on my own.
Keep drawing.
Do what you do.
[Clark]
What's this idiot doing?
He's creeping me out.
I'm gonna tell you guys
a little story,
and it doesn't end well
for you,
you little bumblebee.
What's up, Puraj?
You OK?
Missing home?
No.
They picking on you again?
Aw, come on, man.
OK, look,
believe it or not,
I wasn't always this cool.
Kids used to mess
with me all the time.
But, uh, you don't
care about that.
You just want to
get 'em back, right?
Eww! What was that?!
Shut up and go
to sleep.
Something wet keeps
on hitting me!
Hey, kid, shut the fuck
up and go to sleep
before I start
taking privileges.
Hey, uh, excuse me.
Is--is she OK?
You mean Katie?
-Yeah.
-Yeah,
she's great, except
for the big-ass dent
that you put in her forehead
and the 4 stitches.
-Four stitches?
-Mm-hmm.
Shit. Well, can I apologize
to her or something?
You can try, but if you'd
just split my head open,
I'd bust you on your ass.
OK.
[chalk scrawling]
You scared the shh
out of me.
Shh out of you?
What are you doing
lurking over me
like that?
Are you crazy?
I'm sorry. Look, I...
I made you something.
It's you with
your head split open
and your brains falling out.
Oh, look, please go.
I really don't feel like
talking.
[Adam]
I'm trying to apologize.
No, you're not. You just feel
bad because you were acting
like a moron and
somebody got hurt.
Sorry if your
stupid doodles
don't exactly lift y spirits.
Stupid?
Whatever. I tried.
OK.
[sighs]
Try not busting
anyone's head open
on your way out.
Douche bag.
Oh, so you won't
say "shit,"
but you'll say "douche bag"?
Fine. Whatever. Forget about it.
I'm not sorry, Katie. Fuck you.
[nurse] Abandon hope!
We're going down! Ha ha ha!
Fuck you, too!
Yeah, yeah.
Fuck you! God--
Uh-huh, and that's
what you get!
Ha ha ha ha!
[sighs]
Mm-hmm.
Rad.
[chalk scrawling]
Your douche-bag friend
dropped this off for ya.
Thank you.
[scoffs]
What are you doing?
I look terrible.
I've seen worse.
Well, can I see it,
at least?
No.
What, it isn't another
apology doodle?
No, you got yours.
This is, uh...
This is another one.
This is just for me.
You like it?
Yeah, I do.
I actually really do.
I think I can do better.
Yeah, I'll start right now
with that beautiful onesie.
-[chuckles]
-Yeah, thanks.
I know it. Ha!
You know, earlier,
before I twisted my ankle,
when I said "Fuck you"
and some other things?
I apologize for that.
Thanks.
I really do.
[grunts]
OK, ready?
There we go. I felt it.
I felt the care, the love.
-I don't usually--
-I don't like swearing.
I don't usually say
fuck, you know.
See, now, that
mildly offends me.
That I just said that I--
Mildly or, like, actually?
-Mildly, mildly.
-OK.
Fuck. Ha!
Actually, uh,
I made something
for you, and we can
talk to each other.
[deep voice]
Hey, my name's Adam,
and I'm really angry
all the time.
[both laugh]
[hums]
Is that her?
Yeah. "Hey, you!
I'll bust your ass."
-Ha ha ha ha!
-"I'll bust--mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm"--oh, shit.
Dizzy-ass white kids.
Yeah, I'll bust your ass.
Sorry.
I really do respect you.
[Katie giggling]
"Dizzy-ass white kids."
Ha ha!
How's your, uh, your wound?
Oh, it's--it doesn't
hurt anymore.
Here, can you see anything?
They wanted to, like, shave
my head, but I said no.
I can't--no.
You look--
-Then yes, I'm fine.
-You look healthy.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
[chalk scrawling]
[Adam]
Katie?
Katie.
-Ohh!
-[laughing]
What the fuck?!
Oh, my God!
What is wrong with you?
Are you kidding me?
-Ha!
-Jesus!
-Oh, my God.
-That's insane.
-The look on your face.
-No, it's real funny.
Real funny.
What's wrong? I was just
kidding.
I know, I--I thought
something might have
happened to you.
I don't know.
Like what? Why--
why would that matter?
[sighs]
When I was a kid,
I...got lost in the woods.
I got turned around
in the forest
a couple blocks
from my house.
You know, I was out there
for a couple days.
Oh.
What'd you do?
Found a log and I
crawled inside.
I don't know. I was alone.
[laughing]
[scoffs]
What the hell?
-Sorry, I'm sorry.
-That's hilarious to you.
-Wow, OK.
-It's horrible. I'm sorry.
I laugh at really
inappropriate times.
No. "Inappropriate"?
This is beyond inappropriate.
I'm baring my soul to you.
I'm emotionally traumatized.
Oh, no, I can't be
in a room alone.
I have this phobia,
and it's funny to you.
No, I'm sor--I'm--
I'm good. I'm sorry.
-Done laughing at me?
-Sorry. Yeah.
-And my pain?
-Yeah, I'm good.
You know, you're messed up.
Yeah.
You know the really
messed-up thing?
My ankle's totally fine.
Are you tired?
Um, no.
Not really. Why?
Uh...what do you say
we, you know,
sneak out of here?
There's a staff meeting
tonight. No one's here.
[Adam]
Like to come here by myself
and relax sometimes,
you know.
It's peaceful, quiet.
OK, I, uh,
I thought you had
a phobia of being alone.
I--I mean, yeah,
but I like to come here
and think, you know,
and let the stillness
of the water relax me.
[snickers]
-What?
-I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
You--you know this is
basically
the camp toilet, right?
What the hell!
Why are you laughing?
I'm trying to tell you--
Adam, stop. This is ridiculous.
What? I'm being serious.
I'm trying to tell you that
I feel very connected--
Adam.
[sighs]
OK...
this is all
very cute, but, um,
seriously,
are you kidding?
[scoffs]
Adam,
you are not capable of
a serious relationship,
and I came here to make out
with you and then to go to bed.
W-what? No.
Katie, I want to be
in a relationship, OK?
I want to fall in love.
So girls have
this tendency to gossip.
It's kind of our thing.
Everyone knows this is
your little sex den.
My little sex den?
-Yep.
-Wow.
You know...
my grandfather had
Alzheimer's,
and every day,
my grandma used
to change the date
on his newspaper
just so he wouldn't,
like, lose his mind.
That's love.
It's this false reality
you share with someone.
That's how I feel
about you, Katie.
[scoffs]
No, it isn't.
[Katie] What you're feeling
is just a rush
of 19-year-old-boy
testosterone
with the intense desire
to jam your penis in me
and, you know,
that's fine, too, but...
-[scoffs]
-it's not love.
[Adam] This is
what I love about you.
Don't even use the word
"love" with me.
It would be such a gross
misuse of the term that,
as a woman, I'm actually
kind of offended.
[Adam] But I don't mean
to offend you. I just--
[Katie] Look, Adam, OK,
I'm gonna make a rule.
You can't say
those words to anyone
until you actually
mean them, OK?
Like, really mean them.
Like, feel it in your
gut, can't keep it in
or it might just burst out
of you kind of feeling.
Until then, just don't, OK?
-Do you promise?
-Yeah, yeah, I promise.
Fuck! Katie, Jesus.
Also, you shouldn't
swear so much.
It makes you sound
kind of stupid.
[scoffs]
Can we make out now?
Yeah, yeah,
I guess so. I mean...
[jet engine roaring]
[explosion]
Fuck!
Forestry Station 14, this is
Camp Yellowjacket. Over.
Forestry Station 14, this is
Camp Yellowjacket. Over.
Forestry Station 14,
this is Camp Yellowjacket.
Is anyone there, please? Over.
[overlapping radio chatter]
[man on radio]
Camp Yellowjacket,
this is Station 14.
That you, Kevin? Over.
Uh, no, Frank.
It's Adam. Over.
Uh, were you outside
a couple minutes ago?
Did you see anything
fall from the sky? Over.
You're breaking up,
Yellowjackets.
Can you repeat that? Over.
Uh, the, uh, counselors got
all the kids settled
in their bunks.
I don't think they're gonna
go to sleep anytime soon,
but...at least
they're corralled, so...
This is some crazy shit!
A plane, a plane crashed
just outside camp. Over.
Don't touch anything.
Did you see where it hit? Over.
Uh, near--near
Skyview Ridge, I think.
One or two miles
south of us.
-Over.
-All right, Yellowjacket.
We're gonna send up
some rangers
to investigate
the possible crash site.
Just stay put,
take care of the kids.
We don't want anybody
getting hurt.
Over and out.
Uh, y-yes, sir,
we'll stay here.
Over.
We're gonna go
up there, aren't we?
I don't see how anyone
could have survived that.
[Clark]
Holy shit.
I--I'm staying here.
[Clark]
What the fuck happened?
[Katie]
Jesus Christ.
Holy shit, man!
[Adam]
This is fucking nuts.
What's that smell, man?
I shouldn't be breathing
this. It stinks.
Guys?
Guys!
We need to leave.
[gasps]
Holy fuck!
[man groaning]
[whimpers]
What do you think's
in there?
I don't know, man.
It could be secret documents
proving God knows what.
Could be CIA, NSA.
[Katie]
Clark, let's just go.
No, no, no,
we can't just
leave this here
for some random people
to stumble by and grab it.
[growling]
[Clark]
We'll take it back to camp...
No, Clark, we need to leave.
[Clark] ...collect a reward.
-Seriously shut up.
-Hey, guys! Hey, guys!
No, no, no, no. Look, look.
Listen, it's almost open.
I'll just open it, and if it's
documents, we'll just leave it.
Don't touch the case.
No, Clark!
Ugh! What the--
[Adam]
Shit.
[Katie]
Adam, don't touch it.
Aah!
[Clark] Fuck! Oh! Get off of me!
What the hell
is wrong with him?
[vomits]
-Jesus Christ!
-Shit!
[hissing and growling]
[bones crack]
[Clark] What the fuck
is wrong with him?
What's up with his eyes?
No, no, no, no.
-[Katie] Clark! Clark!
-Aah!
-Get off me, man!
-What the fuck!
[Adam]
Get off my friend!
-Come on!
-Get in the fucking truck!
[Adam] Run!
Run! Run!
-Get up there!
-Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Let's go!
Come on! Let's go!
Shit!
Whoa!
-You OK?
-Yeah, man!
Clark, get the fuck out of here!
What was that?
What was that guy?
[shouting indistinctly]
[crash]
[Adam screams]
Aah!
I'm fine.
No, I'm fine, I'm fine,
totally normal.
This happens, this happens
at camp. Aah!
[man speaking Russian]
[person breathing heavily]
How are you feeling?
Miss?
How are you feeling?
[Subject 14 speaking Russian]
[grunts]
I'm fine.
It's all up in my head.
It's all a dream.
Just a...
Ha ha ha ha!
I'm talking to
a fucking dead girl.
Guy in a camp has
stupid fucking memories
that make no sense.
Stupid memories!
They make no sense.
No sense!
Hey, Hon.
How was surgery?
Hon, surgery?
W to the power of I
equals N
to the power of I.
Derivative over N to
the power of I
equals K
to the power of I.
Derivative over N to
the power of I
equals K
to the power of I.
[Kayla]
Derivative over N
to the power of I
minus A Z to the power of...
[Adam] Jess,
are you good at math?
Jess?
Any idea what that means?
Jess, I don't know.
-I do.
-Yeah--
[Jess]
What's the big deal?
It's camp. Why is everyone
so serious around here?
Look, I know.
It's just...
Maybe I should go.
No, no, look,
I know it's not
a big deal. It's not.
I just don't want to
hurt anyone, you know?
I...
Fine. Just keep it
between us, OK?
Ho! Oh!
What the fuck?!
I just felt my dick in me! I--
Jess, I felt my dick...
fuck me--I just fucked myself!
What the fuck.
I'm losing my mind.
Jess, we shouldn't
have gone up there.
It was so stupid.
You look better.
God damn, I must
be going crazy.
But, you know,
it could be worse.
Could be alone...
right?
Katie? Katie!
[Clark] Shhhhhh.
[Adam] What? What is it?
[Adam] Holy shit.
We can't go out there, man.
-Clark, what the fuck?
-We can't help her.
What are you talking about, man?
[Clark] Shut up!
You've been out, man.
You've been passed out.
You don't understand the
gravity of the situation.
I'm trying to help you.
What are you talking about?
He's still out there.
That psycho guy from the plane.
You know?
[Clark] That fucking
thing that attacked us.
[Clark] He, like, leaned over
Jess and he vomited some kind
of black shit in her face.
He's still
fucking out there.
[Adam] Clark, we can't just
leave her out there.
she's fucking alive.
Shut the fuck up.
Help. Help me.
Look at her, man,
it's Jess!
He's waiting for us.
Let me out of the car, Clark!
[Clark] It's a trap,
Adam, it's a trap.
Get off me, man!
Oh, my God.
[Clark] I warned you!
I tried to warn you.
-[Katie] What was that?
-It's just an animal. Come on.
-[Katie] Adam.
-[Adam] Katie, come on.
I warned you,
I tried to warn you.
[Adam] Jess. Jess.
Jesus, get up.
[Jess groaning]
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, no,
no, no, no.
Clark, just drive.
Katie, shut the door.
[door closes]
[engine sputtering]
Come on,
motherfucker.
[Adam] Drive,
god dammit.
Clark, go!
[engine sputtering]
Come on, god dammit.
Hey, we got to walk.
What?
[indistinct chatter]
[Adam] Clark,
just get the door.
Help!
Somebody help us!
[Clark] We need help!
[Jess groaning]
[vomiting]
Shhh.
[Clark] What do we do?
[girl screaming]
[girl] Help me.
Help me, please.
[Jess vomiting]
What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck did I do?
[Katie] Clark, help me.
[Adam] Clark, help me out.
[Clark] What do you
want me to do?
-[Adam] What the fuck?
-[Katie] Clark, help.
[Jess coughing]
What do we do?
What do we do?
[Katie] I don't know.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.
Adam!
Jess!
[roar]
We can see it all.
[deeper voice]
We can see everything.
Jess...
baby?
We're gonna get you help, OK?
You don't need to help us.
Us?
Clark, come closer.
Dude.
[Jess] Come closer.
Closer.
[roar]
-[Adam] Aah!
-[Katie] Adam.
Here.
What the hell is going on!
He's stabbed.
Phone don't work.
Goddamnit.
[Yuri] Hello again,
Subject 14.
How are you feeling today?
[speaking Russian]
[Yuri] It's back to we again.
[Yuri] Anyway,
this strain is unusable
and it's piece of shit.
[Yuri] Yes, Subject 14?
[Yuri] That's quite impossible.
Your question is irrelevant.
Subject 3 has broken free.
We are freeing Subject 8
and 9 as we speak.
We will be inside this
room in 30 seconds.
That's not going to stop us.
We'll still get in.
Isn't this what
you wanted, Yuri?
Isn't this easier?
The time is coming.
You'll need to decide.
It's a simple choice.
You should have known, Yuri.
We were never going
to be controlled.
Shooting this body will
not change the outcome.
We will be in this
room in 10 seconds.
[Yuri] To the mask.
Get the mask!
[screaming]
What the fuck?
[exhales]
[gasping]
Here. Let me help you.
[sniffles]
[Katie] What are you doing?
OK, this might hurt.
-Ready?
-Yeah.
-[winces]
-Sorry.
Haa! Heh.
How does that feel?
It hurts. [chuckles]
Here.
So, what's the plan, guys?
Um, OK, well, I guess
we gotta go get the van,
and start moving kids out.
That's one option, yeah, sure.
-[Adam] Clark.
-I might've thought of
a different idea, that's all.
We're not leaving them here.
Look, I'm just saying
I have another plan.
That's not fucking fair, Katie.
You don't know
what my plan is.
Katie, come on.
Clark, what's your plan?
I'm just saying I don't even
think that you guys are
going to even consider
my plan now
-based on Katie's reaction.
-Are you being serious?
-What's your plan?
-It's simple.
We're in deep shit here.
What's the plan, Clark?
-Fuck the kids.
-What?
Daddy ain't gonna buy
you out of this jam.
-Clark.
-Seriously. Fuck 'em.
[Adam] We can't say fuck 'em.
OK? They're a bunch of kids.
-We're the only ones in town.
-I can. I said fuck 'em.
I'll say it again.
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em!
It's out of the question.
I'm not doing that.
I told you you weren't
gonna go for my plan.
[Adam] There are 150 kids here
under the age of 13 years old.
You want us to just
leave them out there
-to fend for themselves?
-This is bullshit.
Clark, come on.
[Clark] You're not seeing it,
man.
It's Lord of
the fucking Flies here.
There are no adults.
We are the adults!
What are you saying?
Is that--
Is that supposed to help?
Oh, God.
I give up.
I'm done. Good game.
We just tied
my vomiting girlfriend
to a fucking chair
so she would
stop throwing up
some kind of tar shit on us.
Wake up, man!
God damn, is it
1,000 degrees in here?
Clark.
[exhaling, coughing]
I'm sorry about him.
What?
I'm sorry.
It's really not funny.
Let's get out of here, OK?
-[Katie] Yeah.
-[Adam] Keep it together.
We need to get these kids. OK?
Ahh.
[gasping]
We're all very excited to see
how it turns out this time.
What do you mean "we"?
Ahh. You'll
know soon enough.
Look, Clark.
Look at me, dude.
[Adam] We're out of here.
Are you coming with us?
[chuckles, sighs]
Just shut up.
[laughs]
What is so fucking funny?
You're all so predictable.
[Adam] Clark, seriously?
Whatever the fuck that means.
[Adam] OK, we're out of here.
OK, Clark?
We left you the broom.
She loves the broom.
[indistinct noise]
Let's get out of here.
You can untie us.
We won't attack you again.
[Jess] There's no need to now.
Not a chance.
Oh.
We bet there is.
[gasping]
We're already
inside your head.
[Jess] There's nothing
you can do about it now.
Don't be the monkey that
refuses to walk upright.
I'm not listening to you.
[Jess] Yes.
You are.
You're listening
because you care.
Your emotions make you weak.
Riverrun PD,
this is Adam Goldstein
for Camp Yellowjacket,
Is anyone there? Over.
[static]
Riverrun PD,
there's an emergency.
Someone please pick up. Over.
[Clark] Baby, look at me.
What's wrong with you?
Why are you talking like this?
[gasping]
We're going to tell
you something
and you're going
to get upset.
Upset?
Why would I be upset?
It's silly, actually.
Nothing worth
being mad about.
Despite that you'll
smash that broomstick
and leave yourself
defenseless.
What a stupid thing to do.
But you will.
And after, you'll
realize you shouldn't be
allowed to make
your own decisions.
Riverrun PD,
there's an emergency.
Is anyone there? Over.
[man on radio]
Go again, over.
There is an emergency
here, please. Over.
[man on radio] You have
nothing to worry about. Over.
I need an ETA.
I have over 100
kids here, please. Over.
[man on radio]
No need to worry about us.
We're fine. Over.
Try me.
Jess had sex with Adam.
Shut up.
A week of hand jobs
got a little boring for her.
So she seduced him.
[groaning]
His penis was
bigger than yours.
Just a little.
Nothing worth
being upset about.
But she had
intercourse with him.
And he performed
above average.
What are you saying? We've got
an emergency. We need help.
[man on radio] We apologize for
the fear you're experiencing.
It will all be over soon.
Over.
You're lying.
Are we lying?
Or were you looking
for Jess Wednesday night,
only you couldn't find her
because she was
by the lake with Adam.
All right, I'm fine.
See, I'm fine.
[chuckles]
Stupid mindgames.
Stupid.
We're happy you're OK with it.
Because after,
Jess couldn't stop
thinking about it.
And masturbating about it.
Well, it's perfectly
understandable.
He's a good-looking guy.
[chuckles] It's understandable.
Perfectly...
Un...der...standable!
Why would he? What?
Why would he
fucking do that?
[chuckles]
Good monkey.
Just keep it running.
I'll get the kids.
Adam!
Be careful.
To the power of I
derivative over N
to the power of I.
[man] Does anybody know
what this is?
No one?
This is part of Price's model
of the evolution of altruism,
recited verbatim by an
unconscious 8-year-old girl.
Why was the dying thought
of this girl
an equation only known by
scholars of Price himself?
This moment forever changed my
perspective of
science in the mind.
I call it
the Kayla Phenomenon.
The experience
of channeling a memory or
information that
is not your own.
And there are countless examples
of this Kayla Phenomenon.
There's this 6-year-old
girl from Kentucky,
who's never had
a flying lesson,
but she lands a small
aircraft while her father
is having a stroke.
Or that this patient can explain
every
detail of his brother's wedding
despite being 2,000
miles away in a coma.
This is not science-fiction.
This is real.
I'm looking for a small grant
to continue my research
isolating
the cause of this phenomenon.
Imagine how shared experiences
can shape our future.
Or pooling our brain resources
for complex applications.
Forget about the equation.
We could literally
have a situation
where any one of us can feel
what the rest of us are feeling
at any given moment.
It is truly the
ultimate social network.
[indistinct chatter]
That is impressive.
I'm sorry. I don't
recognize you from the...
Doctor, we have
something I think you're
going to want to see.
[door creaking]
[voice] ♪ ...together,
friends forever...together ♪
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[man on radio]
We interrupt this programming...
[coughing, vomiting]
Adam! Where the fuck are you?
[voice] ♪ All together,
we can have a ball ♪
♪ All for one
and one for all ♪
♪ All together, we can
stick like glue ♪
♪ All together,
all our dreams come true ♪
♪ All together, we can
help each other... ♪
Puraj?
Oh, Puraj.
[voice] ♪ ...Live forever,
all together ♪
[man on radio] Please stay
at home until further advised
by a government agency.
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[vomiting]
[man on radio]
This is not a test.
I repeat...
Puraj?
[Adam] What the fuck?
Sorry, buddy.
[Adam] Jesus.
[emergency broadcast
system tone]
[man on radio]
Please stay in your homes
until further advised by
a government agency.
This is not a test.
[girl screams]
Katie! Katie!
Katie! Clark!
Where is she?
Tell me where she is.
You shouldn't be so worried.
After all, she's not alone.
Clark? Is she with Clark?
We're watching them together.
She's running across the field.
Crying. Her legs are shaking.
She won't make it much longer.
Tell me where they are.
She's stumbling.
Oops. There she goes.
Poor thing.
We're crawling on top of her.
She's scared.
Aah!
It will all be over soon.
Make it stop. Make it stop!
We're connected with her.
It's done. That simple.
Fuck you.
What did you do to her?
We've improved her.
She'll be with us soon.
It's much better this way.
You'll see.
[groaning]
She's whispering something.
What?
What is she saying, Jess?
Adam, run!
Jess, speak to me, please!
What?
Fuck!
[bat clatters on floor]
[crying]
[Clark] Adam. Adam.
Shut up.
[Clark] Adam, let us in.
[Clark] Adam.
We know a sign is
telling you not
to let us in.
Ignore that.
We have to talk.
Yeah, I'm good, thanks.
[Clark] Relax, Adam.
If we wanted you dead,
we would set
the building on fire.
Go away, Clark.
[Clark] There really isn't
anything you can do.
One way or another,
we're getting in there.
You open the door.
Do it the easy way.
We'll say what we
have to say and then leave.
You have our word.
If you try anything, you're
dead.
That's enough.
[Clark] Poor Adam.
Still this lost boy,
hiding in a log.
Where is she?
Is that what this is about?
Did you lose your girlfriend?
Do you feel in control?
I feel like you don't
tell me where Katie is,
I'm gonna see
the inside of your skull
across this fucking floor.
You hate us for
taking Katie, don't you?
It was easy. You abandoned
her at that van.
No, I didn't.
-You didn't?
-No, I didn't.
When we found her,
she was all alone.
She was afraid.
Shut up.
Shut up!
You could have
protected her.
You left her instead.
She was scared.
You could've protected her.
You could've
protected her, but you
let her fend for herself.
You let her go.
She was begging,
please don't turn me.
I was the one
to hold her down.
[groaning]
How does it feel, Adam?
How does it feel
to lose somebody
that you love?
We have found
that intense anger
is the best cure
for your pocket.
[groaning]
Aah!
Uhh.
[Adam] Clark.
The truth is,
I don't hate you.
I love you like a brother.
You do?
Yeah. But I have a message
for you to deliver
to all your little friends.
There's something
I want them to see.
[thud]
I will find her.
[Clark] Do it.
Embrace your anger.
I'm not angry.
[bat clatters on floor]
Oh, shit.
Where am I?
Oh, oh, shit!
Oh, what the fuck?
Wait, Jess! Jess!
Jess, Jess, stop it.
Fucking stop, Jess.
Look at me! It's Adam.
Please just tell
me where Katie is.
I don't know.
I don't know.
[thumping, door rattling]
[Katie exhales]
How do I look?
You look beautiful.
[coughing]
-Adam, you should leave.
-No.
You need to get out of here.
You can save us.
You can still have a life.
No. I'm not leaving you, Katie.
You know, I was
wrong about you.
No, you weren't.
Oh, if this
had been last week,
I would be halfway
down the mountain
right now getting pie
waiting for the government
to napalm this place.
That's nice.
Yeah?
You know, there's an
argument to be made
that you're one
of the worse things
that's ever happened to me.
Ha!
[coughs]
[sniffling]
Well, I'm sorry
I ruined your life.
It's OK. It's OK.
I wasn't doing shit with it,
anyway.
[coughs]
It's OK. It's OK.
Adam, I'm scared.
I know. I know.
I know.
[coughing]
Adam--
Adam, I'm dead.
[sobs]
[chalk scraping]
[chalk scraping]
Phew. You came back.
You were here. Remember.
Remember. Uh, OK.
Not my memories,
not my memories.
Come on focus, focus.
A weird Russian
experiment in 1984
comes around to 2014.
Then--then we've got
this thing called a pocket,
which I have
no idea what that is.
Damn it.
[exhales]
Ah!
Has to all be connected,
right?
OK.
This is your base of operation.
Of course, you'll have
as many assistants
as you see fit,
handpicked, of course.
Your lab, your personnel.
If there's any piece
of equipment
that you need that isn't here,
you let me know,
and I'll get it to you
as fast as I can.
Just remember,
we're government.
We work at the speed of
government.
The notes from previous
experiments are--
Oh, good.
[Yuri speaking Russian]
I don't speak Russian.
Ah. Here are
the translations.
"Initial trials are encouraging.
Subjects are
telepathically linked,
allowing them to share
thoughts and memories.
They've become
a single entity--
a bee hive
working in unison,
their individual
desires forgotten.
In rare cases, subjects
have been able
to disconnect themselves
from the Hive
for small increments
of time.
I have dubbed these
glitches pockets.
During this time,
their individualism
is restored,
but they suffer
from disorientation
and memory loss."
Who am I?
[Baker] "In most cases,
subjects enter a pocket
after being confronted
with an external stimulus
to which they've ascribed
emotional attachment."
This stuff is 20
years old at least.
Where's it come from?
A discontinued
Soviet programm.
Those commies were
into some crazy shit,
but, uh, you'll pick up
where they left off.
What's that
stuff on their skin?
Uh, side effects of the virus.
We're hoping you may be
able to eliminate that,
but it's not a top priority.
[tape stops]
My theory about the
interconnected nature
of our minds.
My job is to
create solutions
to future catastrophes.
You understand?
When do I begin?
Ah!
Holy shit.
I can tap into
the memories of anyone.
[sniffles, exhales]
Ah! Goddamn it.
I can see it all.
I can see everything.
The more of our minds
we share,
the more alike we become,
the formula
for the perfect life--
16 hours a day awake,
30 minutes a day of working out,
137 minutes with a loved one,
seven minutes
being sexually active,
just one muted mass working
towards the same goal--
perfection.
Ah!
I'm still one of them, OK?
I'm disconnected,
but I'm still one of them.
I remember.
I've been coming
to this camp since I was a kid.
I crave constant attention from
women to fight the loneliness.
I fucked over my best friend.
I'm the douchebag
who busted Katie's head open
and couldn't protect her.
288 friends on Facebook,
115 friends on Instagram,
the memories
of seven billion people
stuck in my fucking head.
Ah!
I have to focus.
I can remember
anything if I focus.
Holy shit.
It's like...
I can remember anything.
It's like Google.
If I just focus on something...
All right. Enough of that.
Katie.
What's going on?
What's wrong with her?
Hold on.
[sobs]
You snapped
out of it, right?
So whatever you did,
she can do, too.
Uh, I don't know. I don't know
what you're talking about.
Jess, what happened?
Please just tell me.
Uh, um...
What? Jess, talk to me.
I don't know! I--I felt
something.
I was freaking out,
and then I just--
Think.
I--I--
I saw--I saw--
I saw faces.
I saw your--
yours and her face,
and then I--
I don't know--
I woke up in this chair,
and I'm tied up in this chair.
It's all I know.
Wait. So if you
remember something
from your life or
something emotional,
you can--can come
back from it?
Uh...
I need your help, OK, Jess?
We're gonna get
out of this shit hole,
- I swear to God.
- OK.
[Yuri speaking Russian]
[woman] Dr. Baker,
you have another applicant
in your office.
I'm waiting on--
Fine. I'll go in there now.
I don't know how you expect me
to get any work done
around here.
What's happening?
We're waiting.
Hi. I'm Dr. Baker,
and you are...
My name is Yuri.
Oh, uh, I'm sorry.
I thought--
-I thought your name was--
-It's Yuri.
OK. Well are you familiar
with the position?
I'm not here
for the position.
I don't understand,
but we're very busy.
Uh, my name is Yuri.
Yeah. I got that.
Yegorov.
Dr. Yegorov?
Once Katie turns,
we're gonna--
we're gonna remind her
of something to bring
her back just like
you were brought back.
That's not gonna work.
Why not?
It's too late!
Uh!
I have so many
questions for you.
I've read all your notes.
The virus is shockingly
resistant to change. I've been--
Dr. Baker, I know
where you're going.
Aah! Aah!
The subjects
will become hostile
and determined to spread.
Their intelligence
and brain power
by far exceeds our own.
It's impossible
to control them.
This is evil.
With all due respect,
doctor, we disagree.
Don't write it off as evil
just because you
failed to control it.
Uh! Uh!
Uh!
I've been poring over
your work for months.
I thought you were a genius.
Dr. Baker, do you know
what word "kaniez" means?
I don't know that word.
It means the end.
Ah! Uh! Ah!
Adam...
Aagh!
Uh!
Aagh...
Fuck.
Uh!
Oh, shit.
[coughs]
[Adam] Katie.
Katie, stay with me.
[Katie coughing]
Katie, I'm gonna
figure this out, OK,
and then--and then
I'll come back from you.
Katie, stay alive
and hang on.
[Katie] Adam, wait.
Where is she?
I will find her.
Oh, Katie.
[hisses]
We were expecting you.
Look, Katie.
Look at me, OK?
You can come out of this.
Just remember who you are.
Remember what's
important to you.
We know what
you're trying to do.
We don't want to change.
We're perfect now.
Your pocket
will end soon,
and you will
be back with us.
It's better this way, Adam.
Can't you see?
You will never
have to be alone again.
No. No.
We know how this
conversation ends,
and while you're
doing the wrong thing,
it's--
it's important to us
that you don't feel sad.
How does this
conversation end?
With you bashing
Katie's head in
with your bat.
If you are smarter than me,
then where is everyone?
Why haven't you burned
this place to the ground?
I mean, you saw what
I did with Clark.
Why haven't you sent
in your little drones
to come help save you?
You are of no threat to us.
This body is
of little importance.
It's important to me.
We know.
You know when I first told you
about my feelings for you
before any of
this shit happened,
it wasn't really it.
We know.
You're not as smart
as you think you are.
You were wrong
about the bat.
Nngh...
Uh...
[Katie] Look, Adam. OK.
I'm gonna make a rule.
You can't say
those words to anyone
until you actually
mean them, OK,
like, really mean them,
like, feel it
in your gut,
can't keep it in
or it might just burst out
of you kind of feeling.
Until then just--
Until then
just don't, OK?
Nngh...
I love you, Katie.
OK.
[exhales]
Apparently, it was a jolt
of electiricty
that restarted my heart, and then I woke up in the hospital.
[machine gun fire]
- Come on!
- Oh...
Can't fucking die!
Oh, shit.
Up, up, up.
[gunfire continues]
OK. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on.
What the fuck happened?
Uh!
OK. Here we go.
This better work.
One, two...
three.
[zap]
Katie, wake up. Katie?
[zap]
Wake up, Katie, please!
[zap]
[Katie gasping]
Holy shit. Katie?
Oh, my God, it worked.
Here, sit up. Sit up.
Come on. Just--
Just breathe. Just breathe.
It's OK. It's OK.
[panting]
Ah!
Katie, focus
on breathing.
Trust--trust me.
Trust me, Katie, please.
Who the fuck is Katie,
and who the fuck are you?
You swore. That's good.
Oh...
[Katie] Adam, wait.
[pounding on door]
[hammering continues]
You came out of it.
You had no memories at all.
You had no idea
who you were or where you were,
so I'm gonna give myself
a little note,
a reminder.
[coughs]
[gasps]
Ah!
[coughing]
Please never ask me
to do that again.
I think I shit myself.
Can you please tell me
what the hell is going on now?
It will all start
to make more sense
when your memory starts
to come back to you.
Oh, shit, for now,
we have to get
the fuck out
of this infirmary.
OK.
There's a van
in the parking lot.
It's our best bet.
If we take the forest path,
there's a chance
we'll get there unnoticed.
But I don't even remember--
Katie, Katie-- Katie, you're
gonna have to trust me, OK?
Everything's gonna be OK.
There's some masks and gloves
behind the nurses' desk, OK?
We'll get those before we leave.
OK.
Let's go.
[creaking]
[coughing]
Oh, remember.
Remember.
Oh, it's up to me.
- Nobody moves.
- Do what he says.
Back up. Back up.
Give me the samples.
All of them!
Don't do this.
Dr. Baker, unless you
want to die today,
I suggest you do
everything I say.
Put them in.
- Is this everything you have?
- Yes. Yes.
- Is this everything you have?
- Yes!
Come on. Let's get
the fuck out of here.
This is not good.
Stop him! Yaagh!
Katie,
just get the van!
Yuri, wait.
You don't understand.
Oh!
Start the plane!
For the love of God,
start the plane!
Rrgh!
[engine starts]
Start the plane!
Wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
OK. You win.
[panting]
Uh...
I give in.
[pipe clatters]
Uh!
[tires screech]
[coughing]
Just remember Katie.
Get in.
[coughs]
Remember.
Remember Katie.
Please just remember Katie.
Remember Katie.
Ah! Uh!
Maybe I lied to her...
but soon, she'll
remember everything.
She'll know.
She'll remember the speed
and aggressiveness
in which the Hive
spread everywhere.
She'll remember the last
holdouts of humanity falling.
She'll remember the five days
that she spent
locked up in the infirmary
starving to death
waiting for me
to find my pocket
so I could save us.
She will realize that there's
nowhere for us to go,
that I lied to her.
Everything is not going
to be OK,
but for now, she still has hope.
Heh. Katie, you know,
she once told me
that love is a false reality,
and now I'm building her one.
I...
love...
you.
♪ Are you living your life
♪ Or just waiting to die?
♪ The bright, the bright,
the bright ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All my life, the bright
♪ The bright, the bright
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ It was just the beginning
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ On this planet spinning
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ And you know I found
the dust to be resilient ♪
♪ And we're the dirtiest
of the dirt ♪
♪ Every time we
fall to pieces ♪
♪ We build something new
out of the hurt ♪
♪ And we can never come back
to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ We can never come
back to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth
♪ Are you living your life
♪ Or just waiting to die?
♪ The bright, the bright,
the bright ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All my life, the bright
♪ The bright, the bright
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade out the fastest ♪
♪ This is a crooked path
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ We can never come back,
we can never come back ♪
♪ I think that I was meant
♪ To be next to you, to you
♪ And you know I found
the dust to be resilient ♪
♪ And we're the dirtiest
of the dirt ♪
♪ Every time we
fall to pieces ♪
♪ We build something new
out of the hurt ♪
♪ And we can never come back
to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ We can never come
back to earth ♪
♪ To earth, to earth,
to earth, to earth ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ Whoa, whoa, whoa
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ The brightest things fade
the fastest ♪
♪ All together,
we can join hands ♪
♪All together
all across the land ♪
♪All together,
we can have some fun ♪
♪ All together,
we can be as one ♪
♪ All together,
we can help each other ♪
♪ All together,
we can love one another ♪
♪ All together,
friends forever ♪
♪ All together