Quartz Vein (2021) - full transcript

2047. After the humanitarian disaster, one gold miner, Eon Pax, must risk it all to save the girl. Enslaved by a wicked mutant race of gold-injecting vampires. Gargoya, leader of the underworld, clones the perfect female specimen while tampering with Eon's mind and mental health code. Will Eon prevail and deliver the fair maiden to Utocha, The Promised Land, or will he be cast down to the underbelly of Lagoria?

(wind howling)

(suspenseful music)

♪♪

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

- What do you want?

I'm just an anonymous
untag seeking asylum!

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)



(mutant growling)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

- [Mutant] Oh.

(fast-paced suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

(mutant growling)

(mysterious electronic music)

♪♪

(suspenseful music)

(water dripping)

(suspenseful music)

(wind howling)

(motor humming)



(dramatic music)

- Today's the day.

(downtempo rock music)

(pickax striking)

(water flowing)

(shovel thumping)

(downtempo rock music)

(water lapping)

(stones rattling)

(downtempo rock music)

(tool scratching)

(downtempo rock music)

(Eon sighs)

Not a single color.

(water lapping)

(somber music)

(leaves rustling)

(Eon sighing)

(somber music)

(fly buzzing)

(Eon sighing)

(somber music)

(teeth crunching)

(leaves rustling)

(can rattling)

(somber music)

(match clicking)

(somber music)

(Eon exhaling)

(fly buzzing)

Not now, Newton.

(metal rattling)

(somber piano music)

(crow cawing)

(chamber clicking)

(device beeping)
(device barking)

- [Computer] Target
7B has been initiated.

- Well, well, well.

Target 47B has been initiated

And that can only
mean one thing,

we need to see about lunch.

(quirky electronic music)

There might be a big, juicy ram.

Or a nice meaty boar.

No, no.
(animal chirping)

(tense music)

Too cute to kill.

(tense music)

- Uma.

Uta.

Uwa.

Uwa.

- I thought the
maid was on holiday.

(mutant growling)

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Check the pan.

Not a single color.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

I have no desire.

It does nothing for me.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Quite the contrary.

I don't even have a
billion to my name.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Don't you know currency
is a thing of the past.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Easy now, it took a
month to collect that.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Because it ain't even
five penny weights.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

That depends on how long
yo u keep the river red

with your discarded dead.

I can't wash rocks
when it's dirty.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Some pretty big words
for a slug belly.

Half-breed.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(mutant growling)

(dramatic music)

(leaves crunching)

(pickax squelching)

(hood clanging)

(tense music)

(hood slamming)

Outcasts know to
stay off this road.

- Ah, but I am neither.

I am Beba, a native
to these lands.

You are the stranger
and not a fortunate one.

- It looks like
my luck's ran dry.

- I can fix it for a
week's worth of food.

(tense music)

- First you fix, then you feast.

- Yeah, but what
if I get ambushed?

- I don't know, blow a whistle

or clap repeatedly or something.

(quirky music)

(parts clanging)

(quirky music)

- That should do it.

(quirky music)

Your car is ready.

- Well done.

- It's getting dark out,
we should stick together.

They feed at night.

- Too bad I already
have a friend.

His name's Newton.

He's the best fly money can buy.

- I don't get it.

- He's my pet fly.

- What's that?

- (sighs) My day is done.

- All right, that's fine.

I have to get to iGala anyway.

I service their probes.

I'm a certified ohms dealer.

- I wouldn't be caught
dead at a virtual party.

- No, it's real, in Los Angeles.

(tense music)

- There's still
people living in LA?

- Yeah, radiation's going away.

- So they say.

- I'm paid well with cobalt.

- It's this Saturday night.

- Yup, blood moon.

You should consider stopping by.

Plenty of important
people are gonna be there.

Some of them are even real.

- Then there's a chance
a beta hub will be there.

- Probably.

- That would be a mini miracle.

I need to update my
mental health code.

Someone hacked it.

All right, beat me
in a round of cards

and you can camp
with me tonight.

(suspenseful music)

- [Beba] Single hen.

- [Eon] Double hen.

- [Beba] Double-breasted buck.

- [Eon] Double-crowned quail.

- [Beba] Triple goose, Malaysia.

- [Eon] Triple goose, Bugatti.

(Beba groans)

(suspenseful music)

(insects buzzing)

(suspenseful music)

It's all right.

We're gonna get you
the help you need.

Blue milk.

(tense music)

(Eon grunts)

All right, you should
be fine within the hour.

(tense music)

(chains rattling)

- Come in.

Let me look at you,
feel your aura.

- Please, let me go.

I haven't done anything to you.

- You were caught
trespassing on sacred ground.

- I'm sorry.

I didn't see any "Keep
Out" signs posted.

I'm a light seeker.

I'm just trying
to get to Utocha.

- Utocha, ha!

It doesn't exist, trust me.

I've been there.

- You won't gain anything
by imprisoning me down here.

The air is killing me
and I'm so thirsty.

- Well, you may wet your tongue

with the condensation
from my feeding tube.

(tense music)

Ungrateful Earth child.

Get her out of my
sight, will you?

(chains rattling)
(mutant muttering)

(tense music)

(gate clangs)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

- There has to be
a way out of here.

Where is that light coming from?

Oh, hello there, sweet thing.

I'm sorry, this
must be your home.

I did not mean to
offend you at all.

You're probably just
the sweetest thing ever,

not like all those mean
people in the outside world.

I think you and I are gonna
be good friends, don't you?

(dramatic music)

Ow!

You are mean like
all the others!

How could you?

(woman whimpers)

(dramatic music)

(bats squeaking)

Go away!

(thrilling music)

(bats squeaking)

(wind howling)

(pellets blasting)
(cans rattling)

(dramatic music)

- Big horn.

(rams bellowing)

One of those would
feed me for a year.

(rams bellowing)

No.

I can't take away their mother.

(somber music)

(pickax striking)
(Eon grunting)

(tense music)

(mutant growling)

(mutant muttering)

(mutant muttering)

Well, well, well,
a sitting slug.

- Oh.

(hand scratching)

(Eon grunting)
(mutant growling)

(pickax squelching)
(Eon grunting)

(mutant growling)

(Eon grunting)

(tense music)

I guess I now know what
a mutant's made out of.

Nothing.

(boot smashing)

(slow harmonica music)

(coals crackling)

(mutant growling softly)

- Whoa, whoa, wait, wait,
what are you doing with that?

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Stop, stop!

Please, please, you seem
like a sensible ogre.

Can't we just talk
it out for a bit?

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Is it permanent?

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

Why don't we just talk awhile,
talk about your upbringing?

Before all this scalding hot
iron business takes place.

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

But couldn't you at least
explain to me the deity

of this crest that will
permanently adorn me?

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

(woman groaning)
(brand sizzling)

(mutant speaking
foreign language)

(mutant growling)

(woman panting)

- Tell me why a torture
session is currently

being carried out.

- It isn't such, it's just the
new one getting her markings.

- A young one.

- We are all young, Gargoya.

- And haven't I kept you
that way, so spry and lovely?

Remember, I spared
you when I found you.

- I'm just a slave,
like all the others.

It used to be thrilling,
sucking down pints

of virgin blood and all,
but my soul, it's restless.

- Soul, what soul?

Silly, Stealthia.

Not even I have one of those.

I want you to go to him.

- The one the seer speaks of?

- Yes, go to him
now and observe him.

- Consider it done,
my merciless master.

(footsteps pattering)

(eerie chanting music)

(air whooshing)

(Eon groans softly)

- What is this?

Such a delicate beast.

I have seen them
come in many forms,

but never quite so
alluring as this.

(air whooshing)
(Eon groaning)

It is but a dream.

The same Utochian dream that
consumes me every night.

(gentle instrumental music)

(tense music)

(mutant moaning)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(fist banging)

- Eon, help me!

Please don't let
them sacrifice me!

(suspenseful music)

You know where I am.

Find the Quartz
Vein and follow it.

(suspenseful music)

(woman groans)

(cymbals banging)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(Eon yawns)

(birds chirping)

(metal detector beeping)

(knife thumping)

(suspenseful music)

- My, Lady Guadalupe.

(birds chirping)

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(eerie clanging music)

(wind howling)

(birds chirping)

(Eon groans)

(wind howling)

(water lapping)

(pellets blasting)

(somber music)

Eureka.

(somber music)

(water lapping)

(dramatic music)

(Eon shouts)

- Looking for this?

- All right, who are you
and what do you want?

- Names Lippy McGhee,
and we got a problem.

You was tinkering around my
claims, stealing my profits.

- Settle down there, Zoomer.

I was merely taking a test pan.

- Shooting my fish too.

- All's fair in fishing.

- Not when they come
from my bile farm,

upstream, less than
a quarter mile.

- All right, I'll
just be on my way.

- Not so fast.

I can tell your a
licensed prospector.

Who you in business for?

- Who else?

Them.

Now, give me my gun.

- Ha!

- The best thing to do
here is share intel,

trade pellets perhaps,

and then move along
with our own affairs.

Now, give it here.

- Imma gambling man, son.

We'll roll for it.

(quirky music)

Ace in the hole!

(quirky music)

- [Eon] My compass
for your light.

- Triple twos, wow!

(quirky music)

Triple threes, unbelievable!

Hog wash, put something
worth a damn on the table.

How about that shiny yellow
lead I seen you find?

For this heat vision
people seeker, gently used.

You need these.

(quirky music)

Six, go ahead, beat that!

- A double-down.

- The new vaccine, still
cold from the freezer

for that pickax.

- As long as you
throw in a couple

of your own homegrown
3D fish sticks.

- You trying to make
a grubstake out of me?

Roll the dice.

(suspenseful music)

- Triple down.

(Lippy laughs)

- I want that.

- That's off the table.

You don't have anything
of equal value.

- I got a little
piece of information

worth a trillion times that.

- I'm listening.

- I know where that
little girl's at.

- Spy!

- I keep my eye open.

(keys rattling)

(dramatic buzzing)

(dramatic music)

- Four, five, six,
automatic winner.

- No, wait, I still get one
chance to roll for a push.

One, two, three.

- Automatic loser.

- Commie bastard!

(keys rattling)

(pickax smashing)
(Eon groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(Eon groans softly)

(suspenseful music)

(Eon groans)

(laughs) You're never
getting this beauty back!

(tires screeching)

- It's okay, Newton.

It's all part of the plan.

- Son of a bitch! (laughs)

- I got a tracking
device in the trunk.

(device beeping)

It looks like he's
headed toward LA.

I guess we're walking.

(wind howling)

(gentle guitar music)

(grass rustling)

(Eon panting)

You just had to get
us into this mess.

Throwing your keys down to
some crazy mountain man.

You don't even have any
business there tonight.

But I need to find someone
who works for the computer.

Well, well, well, look
who just showed up.

(dramatic music)

(eerie chittering)

(distant woman whimpering)

(men muttering)

(wind howling)

(leaves crunching)

(tense music)

(water dripping)

(dramatic music)

It's that thing from my dream.

Quartz Vein.

And if I follow this,
I'll find the girl.

No telling how deep it goes.

(tense music)

It looks pretty eternal to me.

A little further.

I think I hear something.

(cheery jazz music)

- [Flonz] And you were contacted
through our Federation?

- [Lippy] Yes, miner,
all my natural life.

(blow dryer humming)

- [Flonz] Damn you,
Rebello, I'm on the phone!

- Yes, my liege.

- Sorry about that.

And you mentioned you had
info for sale pertinent to me?

- Yes, indeedy.

- Ugh, just get on with it!

I have a mini migraine
and a gala to prepare for!

- Eon Pax of Rattlesnake Canyon.

- Just the son of one of
the many prisoners we used

to build the road to nowhere,
or nowhere they thought.

- He found out about tonight

and aims to botch
it all to hell.

He's gonna storm in
there, boots ablazing

and lasers in every ass,
total totalitarian terror.

You get the picture.

- For what purpose I might ask.

- He knows about the new gal.

He doesn't agree with y'all's
religion it might seem.

- That'll be all.

5000 Buddha bites have been
transferred to your account.

- I was also hoping I
could join the festivities.

Aren't I eligible for
an official invite?

- Fine, but not in whatever
attire you must be wearing.

I'll have something
tailored for you.

(phone clatters)

Rebello, see to it
that Lippy McGhee

gets appropriate garb
for this evening.

- Yes, my liege.

Mauve, periwinkle?

(phone keys buzzing)

(tense music)

- [Eon Voiceover]
What is this light?

Gargoya.

- Your Excellency, the
master of ceremonies

longs to speak with you.

- Flonz Flintston,
my brother in death.

- Gargoya, you might
want to put an end

to one of your little
placer pickers.

I don't have his serial on hand,

but he goes by the
name of Eon Pax.

He's out for blood apparently,
and will stop at nothing

to deliver our new
feline to the free world.

- I know Eon.

Pretends he's some do-gooder.

Consider him out of the picture.

I'm hanging up now.

Shoo with that contact item.

Boot up the Digi-prompter.

(electronics whirring)

- [Eon Voiceover] He's
grotesque, she's so beautiful

- Hmm, new filter, Master?

- No, it's that wretched Eon.

- He treads water
like an army of one.

- More like an army
straggler, that one.

And soon to be leper.

I redesigned his bloodline.

Used to be a prince before
I repackaged his bundle.

- It's amazing what you
can do with cloud-based,

non-consenting DNA-editing
programs nowadays.

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling)

- Show me your face.

(mutant growling)

Well, this must be your home.

And now it will also be
your eternal resting place.

Prepare to hibernate forever,
you subterranean slime beast.

Oh no!

Don't jam on me now.

Oh shit!

(mutant growling)

- Sound the alarm, I believe
we have a security breach.

(alarm blaring)
(mutant growling)

(suspenseful music)

(alarm blaring)
(mutant growling)

(mutant groaning)

(mutant growling)

(mutant growling)

(dramatic music)

(mutant groaning)

(mutant groaning)

- Lock 'em up!

Find a cell on level
three that's free.

I want to be close by.

And bring me my newest pet.

- They failed to
retain the intruder.

(suspenseful music)

- Eon wants the girl, he'll
get the girl or so he'll think.

- Yes, Sire.

I will make sure
your will is done.

(Gargoya laughs diabolically)

(wind howling)

- [Eon] Well, well,
well, what have we here?

(tense music)

You must be one of
the abducted girls.

Don't worry, I'm just
going to untie you.

Set you free.

- Still can't distinguish the
new hologram series, I see.

(tense music)

Oh.

(hologram buzzing)

(mutants chattering)

(Indeterminable
alien language)

(mutant groaning)

(Indeterminable
alien language)

(Eon groans)

- Fuck, oh god, ah! (groans)

- Now, I have you
right where I want you.

Incapacitated indefinitely.

(Eon groans)

Just try and attempt to impede
on our sacred evening now.

(mutant laughs)

(Eon groans)

(wind howling)

(Gargoya grunts)
(mutant mutters)

(eerie chiming music)

(dramatic music)

(woman speaking
foreign language)

(mutant hissing)

(woman speaking
foreign language)

(Eon groaning)
(bird chirping)

(Eon gasps)

(Eon panting)

(tense music)

(chains rattling)

- What's wrong with you all?

(speaking foreign language)

- What?

(speaking foreign language)

- I thought such evil only
occurred in fairy tales.

(speaking foreign language)

- Frozen, for good?

Or would I be fine and
thawed out sooner than later?

(speaking foreign language)

Oh please, don't let
them mutilate my body.

I love life so much,

and I'm gonna make it out
of here somehow, you'll see.

(speaking foreign language)

What fate awaits me?

(speaking foreign language)

(mutant growling)

(wind howling)

(rattlesnake rattling)

(tense music)

(suspenseful drumming music)

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(mutant muttering)

(tense music)

(mutant grunting)
(mutant laughing)

(mutant growling)

(mutant laughing)

(gunshot blasting)

(suspenseful music)

(mutant growling softly)

(gunshot blasting)

(mutant groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(wind howling)

(quirky wind instrument music)

(phone ringing)

(Flonz sighing)

- Flonz Flintston residence.

Beba, my little rabble rouser!

Got mixed up with that little
bo ttom feeder, I heard.

Ugh, they tried to tell me
that you were an accomplice,

but no, no, no, I told them
my mole is not a troll.

(cheery jazz music)

You're going to be late?

(sighs) But the probe's
in the powder room.

The damn thing just
wo n't hold its charge!

I need you to get here
and work your magic.

Give it some of that
special maintenance.

Okay.

See you soon.

(phone clatters)

(tense music)

(rats squeaking)

- [Eon] I hate rats.

(rats squeaking)

(tense music)

(garbage rustling)

(Eon panting)

(Eon groaning)

(Eon groaning)
(grass rustling)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(uptempo urban music)

(suspenseful music)

♪♪

(gong banging)

(quirky rock music)

(keys rattling)

(door clangs)

- You.

- You son of a bitch,
you stole my ride!

- You'll live.

- You're too close to me.

- What, do you think pepper
spray's gonna hurt me?

(pepper spraying)
(Lippy groaning)

- I should kill you,

but having to be you
is punishment enough.

(Lippy groaning)

(tense music)

(uptempo dance music)

(people chattering)

(uptempo dance music)

- Coasters, people, coasters!

(uptempo dance music)

(Gargoya growling)

(uptempo dance music)

Ah, Gargoya the Great.

My sore eyes bleed
less upon seeing you.

- My best elongated sense
is no longer stifled

because of you.

- Come one, come all,
into the activities room!

- Not before you meet
my latest strumpet.

- Ah!

The one I've heard

nothing about! (chuckles)

(Gargoya laughs)

- Don't ever touch her.

Remember, she is to remain pure.

(Flonz groans)

(quirky music)

(uptempo dance music)

(woman groans)

(door creaking)

(uptempo dance music)

(people chattering)

(suspenseful music)

- Oh.

(speaking foreign language)

- Oh, I guess this is the
non-human dressing zone.

(speaking foreign language)

There's enough room at
the vanity for both of us.

(mutant grunts)

Say, there's a
stain on your robe.

(speaking foreign language)

And a wrinkle in your face,
let me help you with that.

(iron hisses)
(Eon grunts)

(mutant groans)

(trippy dance music)

The Homo Erectus jerky
nobody's been raving about.

Ugh.

I knew it, it's just a
virtual gathering after all.

(sighs) No chance of me
finding a cyber dock.

Gargoya's been
messing with my mind.

(mutant growling)

(tray whacking)

- Hm, very potent this time.

- I just had it juiced!

Whew!

Yew, whew!

- Give it here.

(Flonz huffs)

(Beba moans)

(trippy dance music)

Who is this handsome devil?

- Can't you tell?

It is I, in 1908.

- Ah, what an era.

We had fields and stables
to breed black stallions.

- Ah, yes, delightfully
flowing ridges and dales

we'd once ride upon.

A splendid, simpler time.

- I can't imagine a
world where I can't

manage my own design.

- Ah, the deed.

- Yup, there it is.

Just need your benevolent
scrawl on the dotted line.

- I'll have you know
that if you ever cross me

this contract is eternally void.

It is merely a metaphor
of our agreeance.

- Ah, I would never deceive you.

Upon your delivery of the
maiden into my nest of horrors

my desperate claims
will be no more.

And my singular wish is that
with your aid and sorcery

we'll come to fruition.

- Alas, after these
little displays and
pageantries are over

just remember her body is yours,
but her soul belongs to me.

Pass the brain probe.

(trippy electronic music)

- Ah, brain probe, hmm.

Well, just to be social.

(trippy electronic music)

Ooooooooh yes.

Whew, whew.

(trippy electronic music)

(mutant moaning)

(trippy electronic music)

♪♪

(speaking foreign language)

(trippy electronic music)

- I was unimpressed.

It was but a sideshow.

Those apprentices and clowns
might've been titillated,

but I for one was not aroused.

A simple snack of blood.

(trippy electronic music)

(Flonz shouts)

- What are you doing
to my event staff?

- Honoring the rights
of our gargantuan race

with a family crest.

- But the floral design!

- Like I said, honoring
our Sumerian forefathers,

a sacred jest,
might we continue?

- You did far better
with the current version.

The one you and Boston
took the like upstairs.

This is kind of dated now.

- Remember who it
is you address.

This evening is just
as much mine as yours.

- It's my mansion.

People come to see me
and it's time we feast.

Join us.

- Yes.

Enough of your imprudence.

Let's continue with
the debauchery.

(trippy electronic music)

(glasses clinking)

- My dear companions
and fair maidens,

I, Flonz Flintston,
master of ceremonies,

heir to the celestial
throne of the Third Dynasty,

300 Light Moments AD,
your Emperor Elite,

proudly rings in this fine hour.

At the stroke of midnight,

our most magnificent
ceremony is due.

(clock tolling)

We welcome our gracious host.
(gong banging)

Perhaps you've heard
of her, Dez Lumati.

That's right, daughter
of President Lumati,

current leader of Imerica.

She made headlines last week

after her and her
two sisters ran away.

She was hellbent on
becoming what I like

to call an in-betweener wiener,

an outlier stuck between our
dark sanctuary and theirs,

the animals who
finally achieved their

floating castle in the air, ha!

- Let the poor damsel
grace us with a manifesto.

- Very well.

Go on, speak your last,
plea your final plea,

into the camera, for
all my millions to see.

(mutant moaning)

- I'm sorry, my father's
the Anti-Christ.

And I know he's not doing
very much for your community.

It wasn't easy living in a house

of lies and power showboating,
but I did my best,

and at least wanted to try,

to have a better life
in whatever lands

loom with much less grog.

I'd always believed it was
my birthright to run free,

beyond the Dome, just to
see what life could be.

- And she took a
wrong turn somewhere

and wound up here
with us. (laughs)

As our guest of honor.

And by the way, her siblings,

other ice humans over there
with the rainbow sue sheets.

- [Man] Start the
bidding already!

- Silly, sirs, this
is not an auction.

It's an induction ceremony.

Blade.

- No, please, please.

Whatever you're gonna
do, don't do it.

I'm not even a rare blood type.

- You're at least AB.

- I'm O positive.

- Oh.

- We will shed her life and
drain every last drop from her.

Let it be known that
those who stand against us

in the enormous snow
globe of sterile sanity,

will soon be washing their
first and last bones blood

from their sky deck
with a squeegee.

A toast.

Not only will we live
eternally in the bowels

of Gargoya's inner city,
but we will stay youthful

from our queen's heavy flow,

and keep Lagoria great for
another four centuries!

(fly buzzing)

Ah, a fly!

I almost drank a fly, people!

Keep the windows shut!

- Newton.

- Bring me another!

Ladies and gentlemen,
and everything less
or more than that,

without further ado,

on behalf of my great
grandfather's legacy,

the mutant of the month will
now make the first incision.

If there is one amongst
you who wishes otherwise,

speak now or forever
keep your hate.

Urana.

(mutant growls)

- Can I opt out for
lethal injection instead?

(mutant groans)
- All right.

- [Mutant] Uta.

- Stop!

(dramatic music)

(mutant growls)

(man groans)

- Ah, it's Eon Pax, the
prince of Hollywood is alive.

Former prince.

- But how did his brain
escape my bondage?

- I still got it, and
I'm here for the girl.

- I admire your
gusto, junior miner.

So we'll settle it like
mo rtals with a duel.

Bring us each a sword!

- Fencing is a sport for
wealthy, breastfed men.

Mama's boys.

- [Woman] I had to pull him
off her teat when she died.

- Actually I was 12,
get your facts straight.

- I bet you've never bled.

(gunshot blasting)

(Flonz gasps)

(man gasps)

- You forget, we don't die.

- You're wrong.

That bullet was made from
the only silver I ever mined.

- Guards, apprehend this man.

(mutant moaning)

(Flanz groaning dramatically)

- On no, Dez.

Oh no, oh, you're
not gonna make it.

Wait a minute.

This is a D6148 model.

That means it has
upload capabilities.

(electricity buzzing)

Yes, it's working.

10%, 40%, it's draining your
brain, reformatting your soul,

delivering it to the cloud.

64, 78%, 99, complete!

Don't fear death, my little one,

for your mind will
live on and bring joy

to all human vapors.

I alone will complete your quest

and deliver your extract to
the promise land, Utocha.

(suspenseful music)

Newton.

(fly buzzing)

(liquid splashing)

(suspenseful music)

(fly buzzing)

(suspenseful music)

- That's as far as
this ride goes, Eon.

- [Eon] Gargoya.

- Why don't you just jump?

Become the prince of splat?

Jump, for it is far better
than the torture we'll bring.

Prepare to be skewered sideways.

How easily you are controlled.

(chanting in foreign language)

(Eon groaning)

(chanting in foreign language)

(chanting in foreign language)

(tense music)

Your membranes are mine.

(mutant laughing)

(tense music)

- Not today.

(popping)

(hammer smashing)

(Gargoya groaning)

(Gargoya groaning)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(door clicks)

♪♪

It's time to unleash the beast.

(tires screeching)

(suspenseful music)

Next stop, Eucalyptus Maze.

(suspenseful music)

At last, the Eucalyptus Maze.

(door slamming)

I've always heard of it, but
never seen it with my own eyes.

(electronic music)

A well-known, but dangerous
shortcut to Utocha.

It's from an old fable.

There's a place wrapped in
flowers, beyond the gates,

where the hourglasses
never seem to change.

Some have claimed
hidden powers here.

Where lives a race with
a rather eerie face.

It will surely lead
me to the land I seek.

Hmm, which way?

Hmm, I could go that way.

But then there's
this way over here.

Follow your heart, Eon.

The only part of you
that isn't modified.

Could be a trap,
ri ght way, wrong way.

They both could lead the
same place or nowhere at all.

It looks like the end.

(mutant grunting)

- The Camanible Brothers,
the maze keepers.

And thou shall not proceed
without answering us

an ancient riddle.

- [Eon] But I don't
excel at that.

- [Brothers] Well,
got any credentials?

- [Eon] Wait, what about this?

The lonely spirit
of a desperate girl.

- [Brothers] Ah.

- [Eon] Take a look.

My goal is to bring
life back to her.

(voices muttering)

- Just shut up and let him go.

He's one of them, he
works for that dude.

Yes, he does.

Fine, you may pass.

(voices muttering)

(suspenseful music)

- [Eon] You're home
free, princess.

(suspenseful music)

(wind howling)

(suspenseful music)

(wind howling)

(suspenseful music)

- Welcome home, Eon.

I've been expecting you.

- You stand at the
threshold of my fallen city.

You must be the
Matriarch of Utocha.

The one I seek.

- It is I.

- I travel not alone, but
with the capsulated essence

of a very important
girl, an asylum seeker.

- Proceed, Earth being.

- I leave it with you now.

Upgrade her soul to the computer

so she may live in the great
glass bubble in the sky.

- Bring her forth.

Trust in us.

Closer, thou shalt fear not.

Give it to me.

Her quest will be complete.

Your reward is waiting.

Don't ever return here again.

If you do, you will surely die.

(slow electronic music)

(wind howling)

(tense music)

(mountain lion growling)

- All right, Newton.

I'm just gonna
get some supplies.

- Surprise!
- Lippy!

- Who's tracking who?

- It's okay.

- You know how
miserable I was in here

while you's all got to
enjoy yourself at the party?

- Easy now.

- Who wants to get
their skull crushed?

You or them?

- No, not the baby armadillos.

- The jig is up, Barney.

- No more violence.

- Ah, cut the mush.

- It's okay, take me.

Just let the girls go.

- Good thinking.

(dramatic music)

- You have superseded
us, Eon, until now.

Your destiny has come to this,

and I alone will conquer
more than our solar system.

Now it is who will control more

than 700 universes on my radar.

- [Eon] Call someone who cares.

- We'll see how well
your tongue jests

when it's wiggling on the floor.

(Eon groans)

I've got a better idea.

Let's take his chip, reuse it
for someone more deserving.

He won't need it because he'll
never roam free ever again.

(Eon coughs)
(Eon groans)

He'll never see what wonders
we have yet to create.

He'll be our eternal slave
for which his imprisonment

will serve no purpose.

- Oh.

(Eon groans)

(Eon groans)

(mutant grunts)
(Eon groans)

Congratulations,
you're one of us now.

A slithering, suckling
brainless rat.

(Eon growls)

And oh, I almost forgot
about the implant.

(mutant growls)

Through the eye canal
is the quickest way.

(Eon groans)
(mutant laughs)

(tense music)

(door slams)

(chains rattling)

(birds chirping)

(leaves crunching)

(gentle violin music)

- Now that's a
sight for sore eyes.

- Easy now, Beba
gave you new eyes.

How are they working?

(gentle violin music)

- I'm starting to see.

- Let 'em boot up.

- It's bright as a
light, but I can see.

I love my new eyes, must
be the most recent model.

But you risked your
life to save me.

- We're all the same.

- Thank you.

I will ride with you anywhere.

- Here, they'll help
you with the brightness

until your neurons adjust.

- But you gave me
the transfusion.

How are we even out
here in daylight?

- It's not what you think.

I didn't give you
the ancient serum.

I gave you a rare elixir
instead, for the bite,

so you'd only be lowered
to our state temporarily.

You're all better
now, back to human.

- But you.

- I also ingested some.

I was tired of being
Gargoya's chambermaid.

And besides, I became
kind of fond of you,

the only man brave enough
to stand up to him.

- That little oval animal,
it was yours all along.

Newton.

- I'm sorry, he didn't make it,

but his 1 million children
are doing quite well.

(gentle vocal music)

(lips smacking)

- But how are we
going to survive?

What can we possibly
eat out here?

- I know of a reserve
with liquid protein.

- Lead the way.

- Ugh, curse my innocent clone!

(buttons clicking)

(phone ringing)

You let him escape!

- Your detention
center's flawed.

Are you sure you let your
crystal ball charge up properly

in last night's full moon?

- Ugh, it's all my
favorite slave's fault.

- You're better off without her.

She's crossed over into
a pitiful lady person.

She's not gonna live
past 90. (laughs)

- But you, you have
irritated me beyond reason.

Stifling my every
chain of command.

Your brilliant plan was
the opposite of that.

- I didn't really have a plan.

- Now he's back out there.

It's the end of the vein, Lippy.

Your bloodline is mine.

- Please, don't ruin
my fish farm again.

- Ha, the very
idea, I would never.

We're just gonna use your DNA

to bring a new reign
of terror, pygmies.

Smaller is better,
easier to feed.

(speaking foreign language)

And as for you, I will
suppress your worldly soul

and watch it wither
beneath my feet forever.

(phone clatters)

Find him.

(speaking foreign language)

(owl hooting)

- [Eon] Now we're
sitting pretty.

We need wheat treat.

I love liquid protein.

I just so happened to have
the tool to open her up.

Open her wide and let her pour.

We're gonna be feeding
off this baby for years.

(dramatic music)

Daddy's back.

(dramatic music)

(mysterious electronic music)

♪ There's a place
wrapped in flowers ♪

♪ Beyond the gates

♪ Where the hourglasses
never seem to change ♪

♪ Some will claim
hidden powers ♪

♪ Of a race with a rather
eerie, conveniently face ♪

♪ Where were you
when I went there ♪

♪ I went all alone

♪ Where were you
when I went there ♪

♪ I went all alone

♪ There's a place
wrapped in flowers ♪

♪ Beyond the gates

♪ Where the hourglasses
never seem to change ♪

(dramatic music)

- I'll, get you!

I'll get you, Eon!

I'll get you, I'll get you all!

I have not castrated
myself in vain!

(Lippy groans softly)

(dramatic music)