400 Days (2015) - full transcript

Subtitle by Renatinha Tankinha

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.

-Cooper, Theo.

Time to go.

-Hey bro,

You got any more
of those smokes?

-Quitting anyway.

-Muchas gracias.

-Public intoxication...

disorderly conduct...

sustained crisis.



Have a nice day.

-The board wanted to boot you off.

And I agreed with them.

You can count your lucky
stars it's too late to find someone else.

All the potential in the world, huh?

-Many years ago,

the great British explorer,
George Mallory,

who was to die

on Mount Everest, was
asked why did he want to climb it.

He said, "Because it is there."

Well, space is there,
and we're going to climb it.

We choose to go to the moon.

We choose to go to the moon.

We choose to go to the moon
in this decade and do other things



not because they are easy,
but because they are hard.

Because that goal will
serve to organize and measure the best

of our energies and skills.

-We've grown used
to the idea of space

and perhaps we forget
that we've only just begun.

it's hard to dazzle us.

but for twenty-five years
the United States space

program has been doing just that.

And slipped the surly
bounds of earth

to touch the face of God.

-We'll start by sending
astronauts to an asteroid

for the first time in history.

By the mid 2030s,

I believe we can
send humans to orbit

Mars and return them
safely to Earth.

And a landing on Mars will follow.

What I hope is that everybody will take
a look at what we are planning.

We will work with a growing array

of private companies
competing to make

getting to space easier
and more affordable.

That's how we'll ensure that
our leadership in space

is even stronger in
this new century

than it was in the last.

-At its core, it's a
social experiment

designed to test the psychological
effects of deep space travel.

With Kepler's first actual

manned mission just
a few years away,

we need to know how these four
astronaut hopefuls will react to

unforeseen challenges on board the ship.
You can think of it as a...

an elaborate dress-rehearsal.

-Where is this ship you
keep mentioning?

-You're sitting on it.

-We felt that by placing
them underground,

it would be more realistic and...
well, more inconspicuous.

-What are you most
concerned about?

-We know that the human mind
can be pretty powerful

when left to its own devices.

And in an environment
like this reality can

become subjective in a hurry.

-Dr.McTier is nothing
if not honest.

And...and brave. -We're all
a little crazy to sign

up for a mission this long, but

it's also the quickest way to get our
ticket punched on an actual mission.

-And Mr. Dvorak here,
in addition to his regular duties,

has been tasked with creating
a weekly web video

to keep all of you
apprised on the outside.

-Can you tell us about some of the
experiments you have planned?

-I have a relatively
exciting desk analysis

planned for the
duration of the trip.

The...the amount of my PC will
blow your mind.

-What about you, captain?
You've been awfully quiet.

-Well, I'm...my girlfriend
just broke up with me

and I'm extremely hung over

from a four day bender, so
I...I don't really know

how much I can contribute
to this conversation.

-We also

uh...have planned to throw a
few curve balls at our astronauts

and see how they react to those.

Let's just say that
anything can happen.

-Remember our deal.

-Well...

You take care of my baby.

Alright?
-Yes, sir.

-A big part of me
wishes I was going with you.

If any of you quits early,

I'll 86 your career in a nanosecond.

I'm not kidding.

Alright!

Godspeed. See you
at launch.

-You know this mission's
fake, right?

-I don't care.
It's so cool.

-Alright, what's the 411 on the
power situation?

-Solar ray looks OK, we've got
22% efficiency with 4000 watt megs.

-And the O2?
-Good, 21%.

-Alrighty, let's get
this party started.

-Current weather conditions look good,

-Everyone is secure and accounted for?
-Yes sir.

-Life systems?
-Good to go.

-Medical?
-Go

-Engineering?
-Go!

-Roger that.

-You can pre start.
-Well, I got BPS.

-You are on internal power. Over.
-Yes, sir.

-T minus 10...9...

8...7...

6...5...

4... 3...

2...1...

Ignition.

And liftoff!

All engines look good.

Getting roaming...

-Altitude is right on mark.

-All systems look good.

-Velocity 32,000 feet per second
down range 1800 miles.

-Initiate separation

-Warning! Separation failure

Payload still attached

-It says the detach button,
it must not have unhinged itself.

Maybe it's stuck.
-Failure to drop it will

result in complete
disintegration

-Theo!

-Yeah.

Um...Bug, what's our speed?

-Mark 1.9

-What if we adjust
our pinch 2 degrees

to expose the shroud
to the mainstream?

-Are you sure? I...I don't know
if that's gonna be enough to shake it off.

...or velocity
down to the point

where we all die a
miserable death.

-Mission control, permission to adjust
star one pitch 2 degrees.

-Permission granted.

-Adjusting pitch

-Separation achieved.

-Crisis averted.

Exiting Earth's atmosphere in 3...2...1..

Congratulations.

You passed your first test.

Go ahead, get yourselves situated
in your bunks,

you'll find that I have left
each of you with a little parting gift.

I'll talk to you tomorrow
at 10:00 hours.

Mission control out.

-It's so clinical.

-I guess we're home.

-Thank you, Walter!

-Are you doing Ok?

-Yeah, fine.

-When Nikki and I split up,
I used to pour cough syrup on my cereal.

-Bug, I'm fine.

Thanks.

-Hey.

Come on in.
Have a seat.

So, I'm just going to be
asking you a few questions

to establish a mental health base line.

-Very technical.

-Just doing my job.
Then you can be out of here.

"In the past two
weeks, how many hours

of sleep have you been
getting a night?"

-Not enough.

-"On a scale of one to
ten, where would you

place your ability to
fulfill mission duties?"

-Ten.

-"What is your current mood?"

-Tired...

and a little hung over.

-Tired and hung over
aren't moods, I need

something like happy,
sad, depressed...angry.

-Depressed.

Angry...

and confused.

-"Are there any particular reasons
why you might be feeling this way?"

-Please, don't play games with me.

-Theo, I'm sorry. these are only
the questions on the list.

-The woman I wanted to marry

decided she wasn't ready,

and called it quits.

-It's more complicated than that.

-Enlighten me.

-Yeah, Theo, not everything is
as easy as you want it to be.

-What does that mean? What, what?

-It means we're done here, Thank you.

-Yes.

And here we have our cook

who's preparing the
ship's very first meal.

-Bug, what's on our menu?

-I am not the cook,

we take turns and this
is re-hydrated mushrooms.

-Yikes.

Let's hope we make it through the night.

Alright, is this all we have? Because
I'm starving.

-Kitchen is closed after this, sir.

-What's with the bear?

-My good-luck charm.

-How old are you?

-Old enough to know when someone's
being an ass.

-What the hell is that?

-Immunization vaccines.

-Wait a second.
No, No. No.

Nobody said anything
about getting shots.

-Uh, yeah they did.
During training.

When you're in closed quarters, makes
you more susceptible to viruses,

any long term illness could
jeopardize the mission.

And who knows what
you brought on with you.

-I remember everything...always

and I don't remember that.

-Come on, now.

Afraid of a little shot?

-No, I am not.
Not at all.

-Maybe she'll give you
a lollipop when you're all done.

-Arm.

-All done.

-How's the water?

-Fine.

-Plain that for the Osmosis reclamer.

Before we sat down,

So, it's recycled pee.

-I am drinking my own pee.

-Well, there is no way to
tell if it's yours specifically.

-Oh, Ok, and as far as this
uh, soup went, is that

my own shit? Because
it tasted like it.

-What's up?

-Listen, we're gonna be here for
a long time, so I thought

if you need something...
-No, I'm good.

-Just see how you're doing.

-Uh... -Well if you
need anything,

don't hesitate. -I won't.

-Good night.

-Ok, Uh...

We try to get
regular workouts here,

Want to keep our
health up for when we

get ready for actual space travel.

And, so this little gym...

our gym away from home.

Alright...Lets go to sprint.

And allow me to
show you the kitchen

where we have our cook
preparing the ship's first official meal.

Bug, what's on the menu?

-I am not the cook, we take turns
and this is re-hydrated mushrooms.

-Yikes. Let's hope we make
it through the night.

-You know what time it is?

-It is time to play a
little game I call

"Emily's perceptional
monumental chronology test"

that infers the temporal
sequencing content

and duration of cognitive operations."

Or we can... we
can call it memory,

that's another way.

You flip them over
until you find a match.

We're going to play
this once a month

to check progress or lack thereof.

Ready?

-Done.

-Are we...are we moving?

-This...is some simulation.

-Uh, uh maybe we're
passing through an asteroid belt.

-Unlikely. The only belt
of significance is beyond Mars,

we only have another 60 million
kilometers to go.

-Let's check with mission control.

Mission control, please copy.

Walter, do you copy?

Walter, do you copy?

Do you copy?

-Warning! Recalibrating solar
energy retention.

-Shit!

-Warning.
-Look, solar array.

-Warning! Recalibrating solar
energy retention.

-The batteries are fine,

but we're still getting
a little bit of power from the solar array.

-So what's the problem?

-I think those bastards
ruined the solar panels.

-Is there anything
we can do about it?

-This is obviously one of
Walter's curve balls. Right?

So let's just not freak
out and conserve power for a while.

No big deal.

-Walter, come in.

Walter, this is Emily, I'm alone
and I need to speak with you.

I need you to answer.

Walter, please come in.

it's Emily, and I need to speak with you.

Walter, please answer.
I need to talk to you.

-Hey.

-Jesus...
-How you doing?

-Um...Still trying to reach
mission control.

This is just part
of the simulation, right?

-Yeah. Sure.

It's probably the reason we were left with
enough power to keep the systems running.

-Right?
-Yeah.

-Let me get some sleep.

- A happy birthday, by the way.

-Ah, come on.

-You taking this so seriously.

-Yeah it's a big deal.

They're investing a lot of
time and money into it.

-Yeah, and you're gonna be fine.

-I guess I can't do this whole
apathetic thing as well as you do.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing.

-Hey...

Do you think we're
making a mistake?

You and I?

Well, I don't
really give a shit.

-You are such a fun kid.

-You're quite a mystery, hum?

-Fine. I call.
All in.

- Can you beat this?

-Yeah. You might want
to work on your bluffing skills.

-Now, now, it's just a
friendly competition.

-Look what I found.
-A little stowaway.

-Alright, put that thing
in the bucket.

-And then what?
-We dispose of it.

-Dispose? When?
What do you mean dispose?

-I am going to eliminate the
little jerk because it's unsanitary.

-No, Jonathan is...
the mouse is a member of the crew.

-Who, Jonathan?
He has a name?

-Of course he has a name!

and he has just a right
to be here as any of us.

-Bug...I...

-He is a crew member.
-You know what, Bug? How about this:

There is no way in hell that
you're going to keep...

-No, no, no!

-Am I the only sane one here?

Ok, we can't have a germ
infested rodent running around.

-Cold!
-What boy? You more than anybody...

-Calm...
-Guys... Stop it, Ok?

-Don't...don't touch me.

-Hey, stop it, hey!

-Hey, knock it off!

Theo, stop it!

Alright, stop it,
that is enough!

Seriously?

You OK, Bug?

-Just a couple seconds.
I got dizzy...

A little nosebleed,
and then I was fine.

-It's 'cause you're
an asshole.

And probably dehydrated.

You really need to
start taking better care if yourself.

-Yeah, sure.

-You know, we've been
down here for a while now,

and you still haven't
talked about your family.

-That's because there
is not much to talk about.

-You know, I'd think
that you'd have to have

some sort of connection. Friends
family, something.

-You read my file?

Dad was a pilot,
mom self-medicated

sent to boarding school
when I was eight and

they decided to stop visiting
altogether when I was eleven.

Needless to say I learned
a lot about life pretty early on.

-This is probably a
small consolation, but...

I mean, down here we're
all kinda like a little family?

I think the family

won't operating.

But...I hope that
if there's anything wrong with me,

-Can you..uh..
can you send Bug in for me please?

-Emily, I'm sorry about that.

-Fine.

-Ah, she's already seen
that, Bug.

-That is Fuck.

-In a field, going
nowhere,

zero communication, no sun,

all alone,

-When you mentioned feeling
guilty about leaving your son...

-I just wish I could
get to see him.

-Yeah.

-What was his name?

-Sam.

He is a great kid.

-What if you
wrote him a letter?

-And hide it under
my pillow?

No, thanks.

-Mission control, do you copy?

Anybody, anybody.
Anybody...

Do you copy?

Copy...

Copy...

-Is this part
of your plan, Walter?

-Hey Bug!

Bug, is this urine?

-Yeah.

Can you recycle it
for me please?

-Bug, we're worried about
you, Ok?

It's not healthy for
you to contain yourself like this.

-I'm fine. I just need
to finish something

in here first then
I'll be right out.

-Bug, as a medical adviser,
I'm going to need to...

-I said I'm fine!

I'll be right out!

Sam!

Sam?

Sam?

-Hi daddy.

-Where's mom?

-Around.

-Remember that time I made it to the
final round in that astronaut thing?

-Can I come with you?

-Wish you could, bud.

-How long are
you gonna be gone?

-I'm gonna be
gone a long time.

-What we do?

-Nothing.

-Because nobody's supposed
to know we're here.

-Well, then who is it?

-Protocol says we have
to ignore it.

-I can't...
I'm going to go to bed.

-It'll stop, eventually.

Right?

-What the hell was that?

-What...What's wrong?

-Hey, Bug!

-Stop!

-Who is he?

-Jesus...

-It's Ok.
We just want to help you.

-Ok. He's sedated.
But how did he get in?

-He fought his way through
an access panel on the science module.

I'm telling you that
bastard wanted in.

He wanted in.
-Yeah, but why?

-Did he say anything?
-Wait, it doesn't make any sense.

People don't...people
don't live like this.

This doesn't make any sense.
Something else is going on.

I mean, we're trapped
down here

In this...in this fucking...

...in this metal tube,

we're not in communication,
we don't have any light,

it doesn't make
any sense.

Something else is going on.
-Bug!

-Bug!
-Hey! I'll get some water.

-Dvorak, wake up!

Wake up!

Emily!

Emily, wake up!

-Emily!
-What's happening?

-I don't know. Emily,
wake up! Emily!

Emily?

Shit,

she's not breathing.
get some oxygen!

Alright, come on!

Please!

Breathe.

It's Ok!

You're breathing!
You're here! You're here!

-I can't breathe...
-I know, shush...

Nice and slow.

Slowly, breath...

-Have you all seen
my bear?

-Not now, Bug.

-It's gone.

I think that man
has it.

-Where'd he go?

- The breach in the hall

caused our air
to mix with the outside air.

-Why would fresh
air be the problem?

-Maybe it's a loss
of cabin pressure.

-Our oxygen levels
have been slowly dropping.

Steadily, for months.

Never holding at 15 percent.

-Wouldn't the computer
warn us about that?

-Something...is very
wrong out there.

-So what do we do?

-We need to watch each other.

Our bodies are going to
slowly adjust

but we're still gonna
be under the effects of hypoxia.

Headaches, delusions...

...memory loss, hallucinations...

-How much oxygen do
we have left?

-We have four or
five tanks. It's not going to last long.

-Seal that breach
and we should be fine.

-No, there's no fixing the breach.
This is not what we signed up for.

-This is exactly what we signed up for.
-No! It's not!

She almost died!
Alright?

We're getting out of here.

-There's no way that
we're leaving here.

We're almost to the end.

If you open up that hatch,

we all lose!

Don't you get it?
It's all a simulation.

For all we know, she
could be faking it!

Faking?

All that data could
have been pre-recorded.

And as our captain, you should
know that we should handle this on-board!

-I'm not going to
sit here and debate with you.

Either move...
-Or what?

-Sorry.

-Bug.
I have an idea.

-Where are we?

Where did all this
dust come from?

-It's too cold.

We got to suit up.

If we take a sample
of this stuff, can you analyze it?

-Yeah. Of course.

-Alright.

-It's designed to
only open from the outside.

I'm not sure I can re-lock it.

-Oh, shit.

-I have no idea. Right
now, an-anything is possible.

None of this is making sense.

-I know what this is. They
moved us into a giant dome

and made it look like
an alien planet.

It seems obvious to me.
-Come on, Dvorak.

-Really, smart guy?

Alright, what's your theory?

Global warming, nuclear war,

Maybe they flew us to
another planet.

-I...uh...I analyzed the sample,
and it's pretty crazy.

Um...it's mostly ice
crystals, with carbon

Pyroxenes,

a high concentration
of titanium,

and magnesium...
-And?

And uh...Armalcolite.

-You know Armacolite, that doesn't...

Doesn't exist on earth.

-First discovered on the
moon. Apollo 11 mission.

You sure?
-Yeah.

I couldn't believe it
so I ran it again.

The same results.

-That's brilliant. They sprinkled
that stuff around the ship

because they knew
we would test it.

I'm seriously impressed.
-Guys, we have no answers.

-So, what do we do?

-We've got to leave
the ship, see what the hell's going on.

You guys better suit up.
It's cold outside.

-Suit up...
-You know they're pretend suits, right?

They weren't meant to... -Fine.

Go on there without them.

-Are you sure you're Ok?
-I'm fine. Thank you.

-This is a dream, right?

Or a nightmare.

Where are the trees?

There used to be
trees here, guys.

You guys remember?

Doesn't...do you...
doesn't anybody else not see the trees?

-Bug...listen to me...

This is just an experiment.

The shots they gave us,

psychotorpic controled drugs.

used to open us
up to suggestion and paranoia.

This is just a game.

-Maybe we're dead.

Are we dead?

Maybe the last bit of electrical energy
in our syneptic system is expiring...

Maybe it's a collective hallucination.
I've heard about African tribes...

-I don't think so, Bug.

-It happens all the time.

Accounts of people
seeing the Virgin Mary,

sailors seeing ghost
ships that are

there one minute
and gone the next,

-Hey Bug, you feel that?

-Yeah.
-Good, that's how you know its real.

-What...what about
our families?

Our friends...are they dead?

-Just calm down. Ok?
there must be some

kind of explanation about this.

-You OK?

-Did you hear that?
-Hear what, Bug?

-Laughter.

I heard laughter.

-It's Ok, Bug,
it's just the wind.

-Hey

-How long have we
been watching it?

-I don't know.
Maybe an hour or two?

-Looks like Walter
spared no expense.

-The same guy who
broke into our ship.

-Look at this.

Somebody crossed out
each one of these cities.

Except for this one here.

What do you think it means?

-I don't know. Maybe
they were looking for something.

-Two divers?

-Maybe. Guys,
check it out.

Let's see if we can find somebody who
knows what the hell's been going on.

-Everything Ok?

-Shh!

I'm looking for microphones.

Hidden cameras.

You know that Walter is
watching us right now

and he is laughing his ass off.

Aren't you, Walter?

Let's go.

-Seriously?

So we'll take up or
leave it?

♪ Daisy, Daisy, give
me your answer do... ♪

♪ I'll go crazy ♪

♪ All for the love of you. ♪

♪ There won't be a
stylish marriage, ♪

♪ We can't afford a carriage... ♪

♪ But you’ll look sweet upon the seat
of a bicycle built for two ♪

-I think I see it.

-Yeah, looks like another exit up.

-I'm taking mine off now.

-Hello!

Earth to civilization,
anyone home?

-What the hell is that for?

-No one's coming by,

besides, a little noise
might get us an attention.

-Hello?

Excuse me?

-You're ate, Right?

No.
No.

We need to
know what happened.

What do you mean?

I mean...

-How bad was it?
Is everyone gone?

Is it like this everywhere?

-Come on in.

You're hungry, right?

Come.

Come in, come in.

Come on in,
sit down.

-Um, actually we're
not here to eat.

What we need is...

-First we eat.

Darla!!

We got guests!

Now, my name is Zell.

I'll be your host,
you hang tight,

and my wife will
be with you in a moment.

-Ok, what the hell
is going on here?

-I'm not eating whatever
he brings us.

Is not odd that all
street lights are on?

Probably running on a generator.

Yes, why?
I mean, why waste all the power?

-It's dark, people need
to see.

-I think they're meant
to see from a distance.

-These people look
familiar to you?

I don't think so.

Look again, 'cause

Don't they seem like the
reporters from press conference?

See this hot chick behind
me in this booth over here?

That's Miss February.

Yeah, I know her
very well.

-I don't want to be
here anymore,

I don't know what's going on.
I wanna go home.

She is my queen.
Diamonds that holds my heart.

That's the darn wife.
That I a man could hope for.

-We're not married.
-We're just waiting for the right...

...time. That's all.

Right time...

That's no right time anymore.

-Can you please tell us
what's going on here?

We're all awfully confused.

-Aren't we all?

-Why won't anyone
just give us a straight answer?

-Because they're fishing.

-Have you seen any other survivors?

-No.

See?
Hav.. have you just been hiding out then..

-That's smart.

You can't trust anybody
these days.

-Why's that?

-You have these
fancy suits, these fancy helmets.

-I apologize.
Formally I apologize.

Sometimes my curiosity just...

Get's the best of me.
People like us need to stick together.

-Look...we appreciate
your...hospitality,

but we really need some
answers. We need to know...

what's going on.
Everything.

-Everything?

Yeah.

You know nothing?

You must have had
a really good hiding spot!

The truth is...

Nobody knows what happened.

It's just that black... thing
in the sky.

Smacked me in the
behind and sent a cloud of dust under me.

up into space and not long
after that, just

Started raining down on us and

We're sucked it right up.

Fellows over there, they're conspiracing nut jobs,
hear what I'm saying...

nukes and aliens!

Sheet like that...
The government knew about that...

They did not give one
bit of warning. Not one at all.

I hate to be the bearer
of bad news, but

You might be the
only ones left.

-it's delicious.

-I have a question for you, Zell.

About the press conference.
-Come again?

-The press conference.
The one before we left.

I just...I can't seem to
place you.

-Your friend here has
been beaten one too many

times with the crazy stick.

-That's good.

This guy's good.
I'm...I'm the crazy one.

Next thing you know you're going to tell
me that earpiece isn't a hearing aid.

Walter is feeding you
lines right now, right?

-You're testing my patience.

-Al!
-Sorry about that!

Sorry about that.

How all of you have been so well?

-Look. We just got lucky.

A little thing...
I like to call.

pride and ownership.

That is all we've got.

We just like to make sure to...

tip top shape so
you folks can spend the night

and after that,

you're going to
have to get going.

Eat up.

You'll need some blankets
and stuff for the night.

If you are not up to it...

If you're parched...

I got a little water in a home
down the street, and all can do it.

I'll live the door unlocked.

-You guys aren't buying
any of this, right?

-Yeah...

-You don't think it's odd that
Bug did a dust analysis...

and found magical moon dirt then we
get a map that leads us directly here

This whack here says
the moon was struck.

That is very convenient.

-I know it sounds crazy
but think about it.

It all adds up.

-Whatever.

You guys can sit
here and cry in your soup.

-tell me you're kidding.

-No, I'm not kidding.

I've been locked in a
box for over a year.

I'm going to the bar.

Come on.

-I don't think we
should split up.

let's go.

-What the hell is
this place?

-Alright.

-Four beers.
-No beer.

Just the house special.
-What's that?

-The less you see the better.
-Sounds delicious.

-Is this going to be on Zell's tab?

-Ah! Wow!

Four of those.
That's it.

Six.

-it's nice to be
amongst the living again.

-Thanks.

For putting up with
my bullshit in the past year.

You guys are the closest thing
I've had to a family in a long time.

I need another.

-Hi.

-Hey.

-What's a tall drink of handsome
like you're doing in a place like this?

I'm just looking for someone who
likes to mix her metaphors.

Oh, seriously, what
are you doing here?

-Let's just say that...uh...

I'm tired of simulating.

-Yeah...

Does this feel real enough?

-It's a good start.

-Ok, am I the only one
here that thinks this is not a good idea?

-Yeah, I'll go get him.

Hey.

Hey!

Have you seen my friend?

That guy that was
here with that girl.

-No.

-No?

He's gone.

-What do you mean?

-Must have left
with the woman.

-Unbelievable.

-We'll just wait for a bit.

Maybe he'll show up.

-Yeah.

-I think it's time for you
to leave.

-I don't think
he's coming back.

-Maybe Dvorak was right.

Maybe this was all
some sort of exercise

And we're all just
being played, and

he was able to see
through it from the beginning.

For all we know, he could be back
at mission control right now.

Or maybe we're all in mission
control right now

just sleeping. This is just
some sort of a dream...

or maybe it's...maybe
we were drugged.

-Bug!
-It feels like

some sort of dream and... -Bug!

You should really
get some sleep, Ok?

-Here we should
sleep in shifts.

One of us should
stay and watch.

I'll go first.
-No, I'll...I'll go.

I don't think I can
sleep right now anyway.

-Bug, I don't think that's
a really good idea.

-Please?

-Ok.

-How is he?

-Sam.

-Sam?

Hi Bug.

-What you doing
back here?

-Have you seen
our friend Bug?

-Everything Ok?

-Where's Bug?
Where’s Dvorak?

Have you seen
your friends?

-What friends?
-The guys that we came with.

-It's only been you two.

-No.

-You're oxygen deprived.

That's what it is.

Now you start seeing
things that aren't there.

or not seeing things
that are there.

No, there was two
other guys here that were with us.

-Hey, hey, whoa.

-What are you doing?

-Looking for cameras, microphones.

-Theo.
-Whoa. Hey!

-I don't get what you're
trying to pull,

but I think it's time you
head back to your ship.

-What'd you say?

-He said you should head back.

-No, you said ship.

How did you know
we were on a ship?

Let's go.
No, wait.

-Theo,
-Where's Walter?

-Theo.
-Ok, Tell Walter that...

this isn't funny anymore.

-Theo, let's go. This
isn't a game. We gotta leave.

Theo, come on,
we've got to find shelter.

-We can't leave them.

-Dvorak!

Where are you?

Emily!

Emily!

Emily?

-Help.

-Help.

Come help me.

Thank you.

-I'm sorry

-Theo!

Where did you go?

-My god, what happened?
-You Ok?

-We gotta...
we gotta go.

Right here. Here.

I'm gonna go look in there.

This is going to
stop the bleeding, Ok?

-Where'd you get that?

Where'd you get that?

-My first-aid kit.
I always have it with me.

-That was not
from the ship.

All mission arms are bar-coded.
Track usage. It doesn't have one.

-Theo.

You need to relax, Ok?
You're in shock.

-Come on.
Let's get the hell out of here.

-I think we're going to make it.
Back to the ship.

-Almost done.

You really need
to get some rest.

-Can I ask you
a question?

-Yeah.

-What did Walter
whisper to you...

before we got
on the ship?

-Um...not that I remember.

Those things you do
when keeping your secret

you pull it

kind of like
how you're doing right now.

What did he say to you?

-He asked if we
still had a deal.

-What...what...
what do you mean? What deal?

-Two weeks before we
left for the mission,

he told me that
if I didn't end it,

that he was going
to kick me off the mission.

End it? What do
you mean? you mean...

You mean us?

Why?

-He said the research
that he needed to see

If we could still
fulfill our duties after our breakup,

-Why didn't you just tell me?
Why didn't you just talk to me about this?

We could have figured it out.
We could have faked it.

-I would have told
you if I could, but

there's no way, and
you know it. Walter would have known.

He was watching us 24/7.

And I wanted us to
do this mission together.

And I thought
at least this way

we could still do it.

-I would have told you.

I would have risked it.

-I was scared, Theo.

Believe me, I wanted
to tell you.

-You wanted to tell me.

-I'm sorry.

-So am I.

Maybe Bug was right.

Maybe this was
just a nightmare.

-Yeah, now I'm ready
to wake up.

We should go.

I never thought I would
be so happy to see it again.

Bug?

Dvorak?

-Bug?

-They're here.

-Who? Zell?

-It's so stupid.

They let us escape so
they could follow us back here.

-What do we do?

-The only thing we can.

We find the ship,
we flight back.

Hurry. We can lock the hatch.

I'm going to climb out
and find a place to hide.

-Be careful.

-Hello!

-You don't look
so good.

-What'd you do with my friends?

-Your friends?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Your friends are back in town.

We just came
here to get you.

Bring you back.

Why don't you out
down your knife, too?

You and I will
go back together.

-Congratulations. You
made it.

I know the voyage was
brought with difficulties and surprises.

I just want you to know
from the bottom of my heart

how proud I am of you.

Thank you, honestly,
again, from the bottom of my heart.

Anyway, there's a lot
of people out here

who are anxious to
say hello to you.

To thank you just like me, so...

Let's come on out of there,
and let's call this mission done.

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.