Tin Can (2020) - full transcript

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Hey, I'm hoping
I'll see you later today.

I know I won't but, I thought
maybe I could convince you.

It's all starting to really sink
in now that I'm doing this.

It's scary you know?

It's all good, I just
wanted to say see ya later.

Ok.



Ok.

(Voice on speaker) -Announced
it would be taking new

initiatives to contain the coral
outbreak in Eastern Canada.

Some fear, it would mean
more travel bans spot checks

and curfews in the coming weeks.

Since its May discovery
the fungal infection had

quickly swept across the
Maritime provinces, and Quebec.

Although no related
deaths have been confirmed

researches are
racing to assess the full

risks associated with
the pathogen. Now, one in

twenty-five Canadians is living
with the untreatable disease.

For many the more
alarming statistic is that only

a fraction of those infected
are receiving medical care.

Health Canada blames
it on a shortage of



medical professionals
in the workforce and

the rising cost of
private clinics.

- Fret.
- What's happening?

It worked, the coating.
The samples won't bond.

Really?

I checked three times,
ran it through the sim.

The numbers are tight,
the other samples too.

You did it. We can
contain this thing.

We're gonna do more than that.

Ah... Listen uhm... they're
talking about moving the kids.

- To where?
- The Vault.

Quarantine? That's
a prison, they can't do that.

This has to buy us some time.

Yeah.

We just don't have the leverage
we used to since he left.

It's a good thing
you're still here.

Doctor Greyl!

Hi Michael. And hi
to you too. Who's that?

She's a robot, she doesn't talk.

Right, of course.
So how are you feeling today?

Only my fingers
hurt don't touch them.

I won't, don't worry.
Where's Jenny and Dan?

Jenny's asleep and
Dan had to go away.

Can I come out now?

Soon, I promise.

Tomorrow.

(Laughs)

(Voice on speaker)
- Vase time heals all.

Hi, John was
scheduled for today. Can you

tell me if he's gone in yet?

He was hoping you'd come.

Sick or old?

Sick.

Well then you're better off
without him.

It only takes the bad ones.
Final judgement.

Fret?

He went under a few hours ago.

Really?

Listen, did you hear that?

The last bell does toll.

(Sound of bell)

Going up.

Uhm. No thanks.

Alright then.

(Noise coming from upstairs)

(Knocking sound)

(Sound of door locking)

(Sound of metal on glass)

(Hyperventilating)

(Coughing)

(Coughing)

(Voice on speaker)
- Welcome back.

Welcome back. Welcome back.

(Sound of alarm)

(Incomprehensible
word from speaker)

(Hyperventilating)

(Loud noise)

(Shaking noise)

(Coughing)

(Coughing)

(Big inhale)

(Coughing)

No. No. No. Oh no.
I don't know what the f...

No. (Coughing)

Help.

(Knocking sound)

Let me out. Help.

(Knocking sound)

Where was I?

(Sound from outside)

Let me out!

(Knocking sound)

Hello?

(Knocking sound)

(Screaming)
- Let me out!

(Hyperventilating)

(Unbuckling sound)

(Breathing fast)

Hey. Help me!

I need to get out
of here before it's too late.

Do you hear me?

(Screaming) Let me out!!!

(Crying)

(Hyperventilating)

Alright. Ok, ok, ok, ok.

(John)
- Fret?

Oh shit.

(John)
- Fret.

John?

Yeah I'm here.
Are you ok?

What is going on?

Get me out of here.

John?

I can't, I'm in the same boat.

Oh no no no no no.
This is not happening.

We need to tell someone
before they start the process.

Too late for that.

What?

I'm just saying
it might be too late.

No there's no
way that I'm doing this.

I think we may already have.

(Voice on speaker)
- Welcome back.

What?
No, no. I was just...

I've been pumped full of
the antifreeze.

I can tell that much.

Is your body numb?

Better than
crystalized I suppose.

Oh no no no no...

Let me just let me out of here!

I don't know what to say...

Why would someone do this?

It wasn't voluntary?

I'd never, you know
that. I was ah...

I think I was jumped?
I can't remember.

They say that the
dormancy can affect

your prefrontal cortex.

Maybe you just don't
remember self-committing?

How long have we been here?

I'm wondering that myself.

Have you spoken to anyone?

No, I-I woke up
when I heard your voice.

How do we open these things?

As far as I'm
aware they're supposed

to self-open upon our revival.

(Knocking sound)

Hey! Help!

At least we're together.

Hey! Something was
just in here

and now there's a yellow bar.

What does that mean?

I'm not sure.

You're not sure?
You don't remember building it?

I was blood engineer
so I don't know anything

about the about the
mechanics in here.

(Coughing)

How is it?

Depends on which
one of us you ask.

I'm sure "The Coral"
would tell you things

are going great.

I thought it
couldn't further develop

under the temperature?

That's what the simulation said.

Well, this is
what I've been saying.

Preservation is a fantasy.
It wasn't close to ready.

Well we're here, aren't we Fret?

We're in a tomb, John.
That's where we are.

I managed to
detach the catheter.

You just have to twist the
tube until the seal breaks.

John?

I'm good. I'll wait for
the pros take them off.

They're on for a reason.

Sorry this happened to you.
I wanted to help.

I missed you, too.

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(John)
- Did you hear that?

(Whistling)

Hey.
Is someone there?

(Whistling)

Let me out!
There's been a mistake!

(Whistling)

Hello?

(Sound of bubbling water)

Okay.

(Spitting sound)

(John)
- Fret? What is it?

There's an air
feed coming from a panel

by the ceiling I
think it's a vent.

Good.
Can you get it open?

(Older guy)
- Use the shit hose!

What?

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling)

(Whistling louder)

I got it off.

(John) -You did?
Is it an opening?

What do you see?

Fret?

Hey, neighbour!

Hey. How long have
you been awake?

It's been a while now but
please, pretend I'm not here.

I'm enjoying the show.

Are we still at Vase?

(Laughs)

Have you spoken to
anyone? Any doctors?

(Laughs)

I need to know what's going on.
We are running out of time.

Time? After all this, that's
what you're worried about?

Cheer up!

Today is the first
day of a brand new life.

Not everyone
gets to be born twice.

(John) -Fret, can you
see anything out there?

There are other tanks.

Three, from what I can tell.

But I don't recognize
the space, it looks industrial.

(John)
- The Vault?

Yeah, thumper over here
doesn't say much.

But the guy across from me,

he's been snoring
the whole time.

Still kicking at least.

(Kicking sound)

(Uncomprehensible words)

There he is. Leave
it to the mute to wake him up.

(Uncomprehensible words)

Cooooool it, pal.

(Voice on speaker)
- Welcome back.

(Fret) -Breathe! There's a
bite plate in your mouth

you just have to take it out.

(Wayne)
- I'm freezing.

(Fret)
- Hey, slow down.

(Laughs)

Hey, slow down! Easy.

We're all in the same situation.

(Wayne)
- Okay. Did this work?

Wayne? It's John.
I'm here as well.

(Wayne)
- Where is here?

None of us know, we've
all just revived, like you.

(Older guy) -Hey neighbour,
why don't you open

your window and say hi?

(Wayne)
- What?

(Older guy) -Just reach down
and yank out that tube

coming out of your rear end.

(Wayne)
- What the hell?

(Fest) -If you can
detach it you can use

the metal fitting to pry
open your vent.

(Older guy) -Or just
wrap it around your neck.

(Wayne) -Okay.
I got the gag off.

Christ almighty this is gross.

(John) -Wayne is there
any light in there?

(Wayne) -Yeah, yeah
there's a long blue one.

It's hard on the eyes.

Chin up, people, rejoice!

You're all in for the
most sublime awakening.

Well, most of you.

Don't worry, I'll
put in a good word.

(Wayne) -Who says
you're getting out first?

(Older guy)
- First up, first out.

(Wayne) -No, it's a triage
system whoever of us

is in the most
need of attention...

Okay, let's just back up.
We don't know where we are

or if there's
even anyone here at all

so we have to
manage our expectations

about being rescued and
figure a way out ourselves.

(Laughs)

(Older guy) -The woman next
to me woke up before I did.

Nice lady. The math wiz who
worked out this whole thing.

So she tells me.

- Sophie?
- Yeah, Sophie.

They just wheeled
her outta here while

you people were still snoozin'.
I figure that makes me next.

Who wheeled her out?

Shining angels.
Now, I don't know how far

she got. She was in
rough shape covered

in that hellish depravity.

I'm quite sure
she's been destroyed.

(Wayne)
- What was that?

No one's getting destroyed.

(Wayne) -There's gotta be a
vaccine or something by now, right?

How long have we been in here?

(John) -I'm
guessing a few years.

It can't be more than
a couple of weeks

we'd all have muscle atrophy.

Let's be realistic.

This thing was never going
to work long-term.

(Laughs)

(Older guy) -You kids
really are in the dark.

Forget about the cure for Coral.

We're all in for
something better.

You'll see.

(Sound of alarm)

(Laughs)

(Older guy)
- And here we go.

See you all on the other side.

(John)
- Is somebody there?

Hey. Hey! Let me out of
here there's been a mistake!

Hey. Let me out of here!

(Sound of big door opening)

(Sound of gas coming out)

Oh! That's
some heavy jet lag.

What about the
rest of us? Let us out!

(John)
- Excuse me!

Listen, the antifreeze in our
blood is going to destabilize.

We need transfusions.

(Older guy) -Don't worry
Johnny, I'll come back for you.

(Whistling)

Where are you going?

Can you at
least tell us something?

(Older guy) -Does
that come in black?

(Whistling)

(Wayne) -Who was out there?
Were they doctors?

I don't know.

I couldn't see much, there was
just smoke and yellow light.

(John)
- How was he?

He didn't look infected.

(Wayne) -How long are they
gonna make us wait in here?

(John)
- Be patient.

We just have to trust
that they know what's best.

(Clock ticking)

(Sound of alarm)

(John)
- Fret.

Fret? Anyone home?

(Fret) -It's like
I'm still sleeping.

Memories feel so real.

This does not.

(John) -I'm 90%
sure this is real.

The freezer dreams,

God nightmares you can't
wake up from,

they just go on, and on, and on.

Wayne, Fret's
my associate at Vase.

(Laughs)

(Wayne) -Great,
another person I can thank.

Nice work you did here.

(John) -Trust me, I had
nothing to do with this.

Fret was in research.

She was our parasitologist
working on a Coral fungicide.

Fungistatic.
Alloy-based repellent.

(Wayne)
- Let's hope it paid off.

It would have. Not
just for the people

who could afford it.

(Wayne) -The strong
survive, right?

You can't feel
guilty about that.

(Fret)
- Actually, you can.

(Wayne) -Hey, the world
was on its way out.

It's not our fault
people didn't plan ahead.

(Fret) -Yeah well, those
people had to stay behind

and clean up the mess.

Let's hope
there are no hard feelings.

(Crying)

(Voice on speaker)
- Welcome back.

Someone will be
with you shortly.

(John) -I think there's
someone else here.

(Crying)

It's okay,
we're all here with you.

(Darcy) -God,
what is this thing?

(John)
- Darcy?

(Darcy)
- John! (Cough)

Thank God! Where's Michael?

Is Michael here?

(John) -I don't, I don't
know. I'm sure he is,

he's probably
just not awake yet.

Just breathe,
there's an intubation device

in your mouth, just
pull it out slowly.

(Gagging sound)

Can you get it?

(Wayne) -Try not to hang
yourself with it like I did.

(Darcy)
- I got it.

Fret? Is that you?

Michael went under?
What about his treatment?

(Darcy) -They shut it down.
We were out of options.

There was no other choice.

Well, we need to find him.

(Darcy)
- John? Has it worked?

(Wayne) -Yeah, this isn't
exactly what we signed up for!

(John) -Just, just be
patient. We'll all be fine.

(Screams in the distant)

Listen.

(Screams in the distant)

(John)
- Jesus! Is that?

(Screams in the distant)

(Wayne) -Doesn't sound
like we're gonna be fine.

(Screams)

(Screams)

(Kicking sound)

(Coughing)

(John)
- Fret, what happened?

Fret, what happened? Are you ok?

Are you ok?

Ahhhhhhh!

(John)
- Fret?

Hello?

(Wayne) -Gettin' outta here.
I ain't dyin' in this fuckin',

I'm gettin' outta here.
I wanna go back to L.A.

(Darcy) -Who is it?
Is it Michael?

(Crying)

(Fret)
- Hey... Hey!

(Crying)

Hey! I can help you!

You just have to let me out!

There's a latch at the base.

(Crying)

(Crying)

(Crying)

(Crying)

(Crying)

(Sound of door closing)

(Darcy)
- We're gonna be ok?

(John)
- Oh shit.

(Darcy)
- John? Can you hear me?

(John)
- Ah, God.

(Spraying sound)

(Darcy)
- Fret? Who was it? Fret?

(John) -For heaven's sake
tell us something!

(Fret) -Darcy,
it wasn't Michael.

(Darcy)
- Thank you.

(Wayne)
- Who was it?

A woman.
She was afflicted.

I think they put her down.

(Wayne)
- What? What do you mean?

How bad was she?

The point of this
thing was to get fixed!

(John)
- Hey, hey.

It's possible they
were giving her blood.

They put her into a shaft
in the wall and then...

It wasn't a transfusion.

(Wayne)
- That sounds nice!

(John) -Okay, let's
all just stay calm.

(Wayne) -Calm? I paid a
fucking arm to get this

God forsaken
seaweed shit off me.

Not to be crushed in some God
damned trash compactor!

It's not marine coral.

(Wayne) -I don't
care what it is! Alright?

I'm not letting it
suck the life outta me.

That's not the way I'm dying.

(Darcy) -It doesn't kill you.
That's not how it works.

It changes you.

(Wayne) -I think
I got that much.

(Darcy) -We don't
even know what it is

but it acts like a slime mold.

It can live freely
as a single cell or combine

to form multicellular
colonial structure.

The individual
spores they're high in mass.

It's why they mostly
spread through direct contact.

And once they do
they germinate and

bond to the epidermis.
Then it spreads.

It spreads until
it covers most of your body.

Stage three things
slow down a bit,

as it digs deeper
siphons off the blood

for its own use and forms
a casing over the body.

Then, stage four, it
starts to change you

on the inside and the suffering,

it becomes your core.

(Wayne)
- Changes you into what?

You've seen this?

(Darcy) -Everything fell
apart. There was no hope.

So Michael and I slept.

(Wayne)
- Cool. (Laughs)

So we're fucked inside and out.

Michael was making
progress, it was working.

(Darcy)
- You weren't there.

(John) -Hey. We
got him this far.

(Darcy) -Then where is he,
John? Where is he?

He's right. Michael
is here and we'll find him.

(Struggling sound)

(Kicking sound)

(Struggling sound)

(Kicking sound)

(Struggling sound)

(John)
- Don't hurt yourself,

these things were made
to endure.

(Fret) -Well not
all of us are happy

to just sit here
and wait it out.

(John)
- I wanna be with you.

(Fest)
- John.

We had a good start
I I've just never been good

at finishing things. It's not
one of my strengths.

(Fret) -Pretty good at
feeling sorry for yourself.

(John) -No I'm just in love
with a workaholic.

Someone who'd rather spend time
with a disease than her husband.

(Fret)
- What's the difference?

And you're not my husband.

(John)
- We belong together.

Fret give me another
chance. I made a mistake.

(Fret)
- Nobody's perfect.

(Kicking sound)

Ow! Fuck.

Ahhhhhh!

(John)
- I am sorry.

(Fret)
- Yeah, me too.

(John) -Anyhow you
won't have to deal

with me much longer.

You don't get off that easy.

John?

John?

Fuck.

Fuck!

(Loud noise)

(Kicking sound)

(Kicking sound)

(Screaming)

(Wayne)
- You did it, didn't you?

Please tell me that
was a good explosion.

(Fret)
- Hold on, I'm coming.

(John) -Did you get out?
(Fret) -They're here.

I wanna speak to
whoever's in charge!

(Sound of gas being released)

Ahhhhhh!

(John)
- Fret?

What about me?

(Drilling sounds)

(Screaming)

(Drilling sounds)

(Voice on speaker)
- Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

(Wayne)
- Who's next huh?

(Darcy) -Wayne, can
you see what's happening?

No.

(John) -Is it too much to ask
to get a little air in here?

Listen, the woman you
took, we're together,

you understand?

(Darcy) -Please! I just
want to know if my boy is ok!

I'll do whatever
you want. Please!

(Darcy)
- Who is it?

(Darcy)
- Michael!

(Boy has difficulty breathing)

(Darcy) -Please!
Somebody help him!

Please! Please, he's just a boy!

Michael! Please!

(Spraying sound)

Michael, it's ok.

It's ok. Just do whatever
they say, ok? Michael?

(Sound of door closing)

Michael!

(Screams) No!

What have you
done to him? Tell me!

(John) -God in heaven.
Hey he's ok.

(Darcy)
- If you hurt him...

(John) -Hey, listen...
He's ok. They've taken him

into the next room.
He's going to be fine.

My vent is open I saw him.

He's fine. It's
just the antifreeze.

He's a little disoriented
but he looks good.

Darcy? He's fine.

(Voice on speaker)
- Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

Greeting. Greeting. Greeting.

(Darcy) -Was he still...
How bad was it?

(John) -Ah, I didn't see
it clearly but he was ok.

(Darcy)
- Yeah?

(Wayne)
- Which light?

(John)
- Ah, light?

(Wayne)
- Blue or yellow?

The lights in his vase.

They were yellow
when the Whistler got out

that's what Fret said.

We all heard
what happened to him.

(John) -It doesn't
necessarily mean...

(Wayne)
- All that screaming?

Mine in here are blue.

That must mean
something (Coughs)

Maybe they'll help
me like Darcy's son.

Yellows a warning colour, right?

If the Coral
damage is beyond repair,

you know, not enough
person left to save you

gotta put them down at
some point, I get that.

(John) -Fret was yellow
and I know she's clear.

(Darcy) -She said the
Whistler wasn't sick either.

(Wayne) -Well I'm not that
bad, Darcy. What do you have?

(Darcy) -Blue?
I can't tell anymore.

(Wayne) -You're
not sick are you?

Ok, what about the kid then?

They helped him. What was he?

(Darcy) -John? (Wayne)
- John!

(John)
- I, ah... I didn't get...

(John gagging sound)

(Wayne) -Well, we all know
you're not so hot in there,

buddy, no of fence.
What's your colour?

(Darcy)
- Leave him alone.

(Wayne) -Let's just settle this.
Come on John, what is it?

Give us your fucking colour!

(John)
- I don't know!

I don't have one?

(Coughs)

I can't see a fucking thing!

I mean...

(Wayne) -I thought
you opened your vent.

(Darcy)
- John, tell him.

Tell him you saw Michael.

(Wayne laughing)

(Darcy)
- What?

(Wayne)
- He didn't see shit.

(Wayne) -He's just a corpse
in there like your little boy.

(Darcy) -No! John!
John, tell him!

(John)
- I'm sorry.

I just, ah... I wanted to-

(Darcy)
- No.

Reassure you that-

(Darcy)
- No!

Why do I believe anything
you say?

Darcy!

(Darcy)
- Everything I did.

We're gonna figure this out.

(Darcy) -No! Fret would have
figured this out, John.

She would've saved him.

Instead I locked her up
in this fucking dungeon.

And Michael... Michael too.
(Crying)

Oh what've I done?
What's wrong with me?

(Wayne) -Wait. You put Fret
in one of these things

against her will?

(Darcy) -Michael was sick.
There were no spots left.

John said he could
get us in if...

I just got Fret down here.

(Wayne) -Jesus.
Who are you people?

If death is coming, it can't be
any darker than this hole.

(John)
- Hello?

Fret!

Fret!

Fret!

Please! I was one of the
engineers, I know things.

Come on, man, say something.

Say something!

(Robotic sounds)

You're speaking right now?

(Robotic sounds)

What are you?

Are you here to help?

Fret... Is Fret alive?

Have any of the sick been cured?

No one?

Euthanized?

(Robotic sound)

I suppose that's your job?

And who the fuck are you?

This was my program.
I brought these people here.

That must count for something.

If you can't heal me, put me
back in. That was the deal.

(Struggling sound)

Please. I paid
everything for this.

(Screams)

Ahhhhhhh!

(John)
- You ok?

What a loser.

Wait.

Please.

I'm valuable.

(John)
- Aaaaahhh! Fuck!

(Sound of door closing)

Who's there?

Fret. Is that you?

Thank God.

Help me.

I knew it would be you.

You would have saved
the whole fucking planet.

I just wanted it to be us.

You're my girl.

(Sound of door closing)

(Fret) -It's just
so beautiful it's unlike

anything on this planet.

Each piece is
like a perfect society

it works together
in full co-operation

and then even if it
gets separated, the cells

always find a way to reunite.

So I think that we
can learn a lot from that.

I was gonna ask if you were
a cat or dog person, but hey.

I'm a slime person.

It's funny you
say all that actually.

The company
I'm working with right now

is doing research
on something like that.

- Really? Where?
- Vase.

Are you serious?

Yeah, get it
all out your system.

As in that
life-extension start up?

I thought that was
like a scam to steal money

from rich old people.

- Ouch.
- So that's real?

- Yeah.
- Huh.

And to be accurate we're
actually trying to save

rich old people
before we steal their money.

Starting human trials this year.

Oh, well that sounds terrifying.

You think so?

Freezing yourself
in the hopes that whoever

inherits the earth
is just gonna be kind enough

to wake you up and
magically fix all your problems?

If it works, which...

(Laughs)

Ok, gotta have a little faith.

Ok, so let's say it
does work. Then what?

You've lost everyone
you ever cared about you're

a stranger out of
time completely alone.

I could introduce
you to a few clients

that would say
there are worse things.

I mean look at history, right?

Mankind's been able
to overcome every single

obstacle we've faced.

Forces of nature,
famine, plague.

It's a hard road
and there've been some

dark ages, sure,

but humans triumph

over everything
the world throws at us.

This time is no different,
just a matter of how long.

Why not just
skip to the good part?

We know the risks
and there's still some stuff

to iron out, but

ultimately we're just trying
to help people, right?

Yeah, I get that.

You come see for yourself,
I'll give you a tour.

Umm... I don't know.

I'll be honest, we could use
a slime loving parasitologist.

Yeah?

You're not
gonna lock me up in one

of those things are you?

Only if you wanna live forever.

Ah, no.
I'm good, thank you.

Come on.

(Whistling)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Cough)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Soft music)

(Crying)

(Hyperventalating)

(Big inhale)

(Wayne) -Oh, that's
so much better.

(Breathing deeply)

(Laughs)

Aaahh... I can't
feel my body anymore.

(Darcy)
- (Crying)

I thought there'd
be a way out of this.

(Darcy)
- (Crying)

This may be it.

Nothing in this
world is made to last.

I don't know whether
I should go,

back to sleep or

wake up.

Who's that?

(Voice of child)
- Doctor Greyl...

Can I come out now?