All language subtitles for Cora.

[wind blowing]

Transmitting on all frequencies. If
you are out there, please respond.

I am James Winterland, located
underground at the moment.

I have food, water, supplies, clothes.

If you are out there, and want
to make contact, I am here.

I am alive. My name is James Winterland.
Transmitting on all frequencies.

If you are out there, please respond.

[wind blowing]

[shower running]

Hey, Wings, you there?

Good morning. 4A16.

How are you feeling today?

Tired.

The same.

What's the weather outside?

Is that a rethorical question?

- No.
- Low visibility.

The sun can't seem to
come through the mist today.

Same as here, then.

Right.

Can you get a reading on Data Center B?

I can't seem to get anything from it.

I haven't received any
signals the last couple of days.

And you tell me that now.

I didn't think that would be a problem.

Well, I don't know yet.

I might need to initiate
an emergency protocol.

I mean, if it's not working,
we need to fix it right?

And you think you can do that?

Oh, we'll just have to try.

I'll ask for help, but
I doubt they'll come.

Or care. They never do.

Any strangers out there?

No detections for weeks.

Talk to me while I'll
go through my routine.

- Anything specific?
- No.

You pick the subject.

Did you know, according to
our archives, there were 81 cities

containing more than 5 million
people each before the mist.

A city in the far East had the
biggest population, around 40 million.

Located on a small island.

Humanity peaked at 9.7
billion people across the globe.

Speaking over 7000 languages.

What do you think about that?

It seems very problematic to me

to control that many people.

I wonder what it would
feel like to be there.

You know, go back in time.

Such a strange world.

Yes. There is something about the...

[suspenseful music]

Okay, let's watch some videos.

What do you got for me today?

Welcome to part three of this

series of videos to help
encourage anyone watching.

Remember, we are in this together.

The whole world is counting on us.

Ever since the mist showed
It's ugly face around the world.

Few have survived this.

What it does to our bodies...

disintegrating us within hours.

The horror.

The horror.

But there is hope.

You are that hope.

We live to fight every day.

From headquarters with
scientists and leaders.

Or alone in your underground settlement.

Together here at Upper Sky,

we are always making progress.

Do your daily tasks.

Keep your spirits high.

It is so important for everyone's safety.

Always follow protocols.

[suspenseful music]

You're not supposed to
be here this week, right?

Oh, it was this week.

See you in the morning then.

Have an amazing day, Jake,
or whatever your name is.

Referring to protocol number 5121719.

Maintenance. I have clearance for this.

[dramatic music]

Okay.

That's weird.

Hey, where are you going?

Stop.

Are you serious?

[heavy breathing]

If we look in the handbook, chapter 19,

there are very clear instructions
on how to do maintenance

on all your hardware.

In case of technical emergency...

there are also instructions provided

to call for technical assistance.

If we keep looking at our checklist.

Well, how am I supposed to contact
you guys if the network is down?

This doesn't make any sense.

Wings, come in.

Yes, I am here.

Computer just died.

Okay, we need to send a distress
signal from one of the towers.

Oh, my buddy Jake here.

His base is right next to the tower.

You care to join me for
a walk over to his place?

Wings?

I didn't think you were supposed
to disturb each other's work?

What do you want me to
do? The computer's dead.

Are you coming or what?

I will follow you to the end of the world.

That's very funny.

Okay, let's go.

[suspenseful music]

The path ahead is clear from hostiles.

Maintaining altitude.

Battery at 72%.

[heavy breathing]

Tim. Okay.

I don't know what is worst.

Finding out the truth or knowing that
nobody cared to send me a message.

It wasn't until I accidentally
managed to pick up a strange radio

signal the other day that I
realized something was wrong.

Our employers have abandoned
the project and left us to die alone.

I tried to contact our other nearby
stations, but nobody has picked up so far.

On top of it all my base
got flooded the other day.

I have nowhere to go now but to end it.

We're not going to save this planet. Tim.

I was supposed to meet you and talk to you.

This is Cora 41A6 contacting
you from Radio Tower 2.

We have a dead member here, Tim.

We need immediate
assistance, come in home base.

Hello?

Home base? Come in.

Home base, come in?

Fuck.

Now, what am I supposed to do?

[suspenseful music]

I guess it's just you and me.

All right, we're going to
headquarters. We need answers.

If we avoid the city,
we should be all right.

It's only a day's walk.

Sound good? Okay, let's go.

I'm sorry, Tim.

[dramatic music]

Okay, guys. Where the fuck are you?

Get your asses back here.

We need stop fucking
around and get shit done.

All right, losers. You heard the man.

Let's go, back to the village.

That means you too Rick, come on, move it.

[suspenseful music]

[heavy breathing]

Welcome to Upper Sky.

Breathe in the fresh air from
our best in class filtering systems.

An assistant will be with you shortly.

[suspenseful music]

What do we do now?

This is it.

I don't know.

My directives did not
cover this particular topic.

But why?

Why would they?

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck.

Fuck, fuck.

[suspenseful music]

Hey, guys.

Don't.

Fuck.

Motherfucker.

[suspenseful music]

Did you know?

I did not.

It is not within my programming
to know about their plans.

Stupid.

I am sorry.

Fuck.

I understand.

If you want me to relay
some options for you?

I don't care.

Just go home.

Understood.

Hey, come back here. You're off the grid.

Stupid machine.

Hi there. I'm Blake.

You lost?

I'm not.

Right. I couldn't help
but notice you earlier.

Followed you here.

You're cute.

There we go.

Let's play.

[suspenseful music]

Fucking shit.

Where did that come from?

Stay the fuck down.

Stay the fuck down!

Do you hear me?

Piece of shit.

Get her up.

Fuck you.

Get her up!

Get off her you fucking idiots.

[suspenseful music]

I'm Joseph.

And you are?

Cora.

Cora?

Yeah.

I saw your name tag on your clothes.

Just wanted to make
sure you're one of those...

people. Are you?

I work. I worked with them, yes.

What's that to you?

Aren't you all supposed to be gone?

Why wear that suit?

It's complicated.

Not for me it isn't.

I'm surprised to see
someone still wandering about,

alone out there in the open with
that company logo on their arm.

Still.

You're not the first one I've
encountered since they...

[suspenseful music]

Went into hiding?

You know about that?

Let me tell you something.

Years ago,

I came knocking on their door.

I asked. No.

I begged, to be a part of
their little band of thieves.

You know what they said to me?

Said they didn't need me.

Like I wasn't even human.

No. They needed smart people.

We were trying to save us all.

So they kept saying all these years.

Now we were many that believed that
they would have figured it all out by now.

How to stop this thing.

They never did.

Now, why do you think that is?

Before you answer...

let me give you my perspective on things.

You see, I read up on our history.

You know, the time before everyone died.

All I saw was terror.

Infinite terror.

Violence. Death.

People would gather in the
streets and kill each other

for any dumb reason.

Did you know we have bombs
that can turn entire cities into dust?

Apparently, there are thousands
of them still lying around.

So I can't imagine

any other explanation than that.

We released this shit

into the air ourselves.

What else would it be?

Oh, we don't know that.

I mean, it couldn't have been.

That wouldn't make any sense
because we were trying to save us.

What is it that you don't understand?

So you keep saying.

You don't seem to know much about anything.

Anyways.

All you people ever did
was to take all the resources

still out there that you can
get your grubby little hands on.

All the good shit.

Special masks, special rooms.

See that on the wall there?

Your equipment.

It's always your shit.

That's why you're nothing
more than thieves to me.

[suspenseful music]

You stole things from
us, but we are the thieves?

We all got to make due
with what's left in the world.

But you wouldn't know
about that, would you?

You haven't been in the world
particularly long, have you?

Sheltered.

It's not easy

constantly being on the run.

What do you want from me?

I'm not part of them
anymore. They don't even exist.

Yet, here we are.

Now, to be fair, I did take from you.

I burned your suit.

I mean

we don't need it.

But where's that machine of yours?

Now it's got to be around here somewhere.

Call it back

and I'll put it to good use.

That way, maybe we can let you go

with a small mask.

Why burn my suit?

Don't change the subject.

I don't know where it is.

I mean, it always flies off somewhere.

All these fucking lies.

Put in the return code

or I will press my fucking
thumbs straight through your eyes.

It's that simple.

Hold on.

[suspenseful music]

How long?

I don't know. A while.

Good.

We have plenty to discuss.

You've met Blake.

You know, I've always
been impressed with your

religious, yet practical standards.

You thought you had it all figured out.

Wow. It's a big fucking world out there.

Oh, the shit I've seen.

Just look at this fucking piss.

This is what we have to drink.

Please.

I'm thirsty.

Sure.

Okay.

Have some.

You asshole.

Trust me. You get used to drinking
that way when you're desperate enough.

It's quicker than you might think.

You know, I read up
all I could on you guys.

The bird you possess.

Did you know that thing was built here?

In this time. It's not old tech.

That is so fucking crazy.

That mask of yours.

Whoo!

State of the art.

Kills everything in the air.

Well, except the air. Of course.

Our masks on the other hand.

Oh shit.

You can lose an eye

if you're not careful.

But, hey, maybe you can
help me find the others.

They might sit on supplies
they don't need and

back in my station, for
example, I have plenty of.

Enough.

You're stepping out of line.

Shut the fuck up.

[suspenseful music]

I'm only talking to you because I'm bored.

We're not supposed to be here.

You and me. Whoever survived

back then, well they've been
clinging on to dear life ever since.

So will we.

But to what end?

No. The way I see it

we're the parasites now,

waiting to die from poisoning.

So you're just going to give up?

I spent ten years of my life retrieving
data, aiding the company research.

I'm not just going to give
up and neither should you.

You are such a fucking loser.

Ten years?

What, so you've been going about
it alone then for quite some time.

And you still don't get who I am.

I destroy things...

and I will kill you in 10 minutes.

If you're fucking machine isn't back.

Blake?

Try not to bash her face in

before I say so.

[dramatic music]

[heavy breathing]

No, no, no.

Not in here.

Just swallow it if you have to.

Hey, hold on. You got me, right?

Don't do anything stupid now.

Joseph is a man of his word.

He's going to let you go.

Don't fuck...

[suspenseful music]

Help!

Fuck.

Wren?

What the fuck are you doing?

Wren?

Wren?

She killed Wren.

Get real.

[gunshots]

[heavy breathing]

[gunshots]

Hey, what's happening?

Baker?

I heard gunshots.

Status report now!

Can someone please tell me what

the fuck's going on?

Threat detected. Engage.

Got you now motherfucker.

I'm going to crush your fucking skull.

Who are you?

It doesn't matter.

Grab the AK.

There might be more around.

Come on, follow me.

This can't be.

Come on. I need your support
if we're going to take them out.

[suspenseful music]

Fucker.

You motherfuckers. I got something for you.

I got a surprise.

You want to see? I got
something motherfuckers, c'mon.

You want to play hide and seek with me?

I'm not fucking playing around.

I"m gonna kill you motherfucker.

Blake, where the fuck are you?

Why don't you answer, you fucking bitch.

Aright motherfuckers,
aright you fucking bitch.

[suspenseful music]

Joseph, boss!

Gacy, is that you?

What the fuck is going on?

Some fuck shot Enzo.

Take care of it.

Gacy!

Gacy!

Joseph, it's over.

It's never over.

Motherfucker.

[heavy breathing]

Come on, do it.

Shoot me for fuck's sake.

What, are you a coward?

You're weak.

Come on, come back here.

You are one of us now.

Looks like we survived here today.

At least you got your mask back.

I got some filters if you need.

Thank you.

Why did you help me?

I saw what they did to you
when they took your stuff.

I couldn't attack them
because they were too many.

So I waited and all of a sudden,
I see you out here with a knife.

You caught me by surprise.

Hey, I have questions.

Who are you? Why do you look like me?

You look exactly like me.

How is that possible?

After all this time and you don't know?

All right.

There's a place up ahead. We can rest there

and you can have your questions.

[suspenseful music]

Why don't you start by
telling me your name?

Cora. What's yours?

And what's your number?

My number?

4A16.

Then that's your name.

I'm 95B71.

I just call myself B7 and you're A1.

What do you mean?

Tell me.

We're clones, you and I.

Part of the Cora project.

Nobody knew what they were.

Okay, listen.

No, no, no. I'm Cora.

I would know if I was a clone.

[suspenseful music]

Do you remember a big celebration?

A convoy of trucks.

A lot of people just before
being sent to your base?

Yeah. What about it?

It was all such a big deal, being
sent away to help with the research.

The truth is, we were manufactured.

You woke up one morning believing
it was the first day alone in your base.

Genetically engineered with

imprints of memories to
believe you have a back story.

Where you grew up at HQ as an
orphan, raised to live a life in solitude

believing you were part of a grand plan.

A strong attachment to this cause.

We all have the exact same memories.

I don't believe you. That's impossible.

So who am I?

I don't know.

I could simply gone home if I wanted to.

They would have been
exposed to the truth if I had.

- Right?
- But you never did.

Did you ever think about
why we could never see others

go back to Homebase once
in a while for a debriefing?

Why there were so many
ridiculous fucking protocols

and rules we had to follow all the time?

Tim. I met Tim the other day.

He was dead.

But there's clearly more to this, right?

You met our male
counterpart. Hundreds of Tims.

Hundreds of Coras.

I found encrypted files for
a Sam and Rika project too.

Removed at some point and replaced with us.

I mean, think about it.

Thousands of disposable agents like us

sent out alone to do the
things they wouldn't risk doing.

There's so few people left now
they had to protect themselves.

I don't blame them for that.

They had good intentions.

It's just that it didn't
include you and me.

Tim.

He had killed himself.
He left a suicide note.

I didn't know what he meant so...

that's why I left to find out.

That's fucked.

[soft dramatic music]

I mean, how couldn't you know any of this?

They abandoned the project years ago.

I didn't get a fucking notice.

I kept on doing the same thing every day.

I got my drone deliveries, so
there was no reason to question

any of it.

Really?

You know, in my sector...

we were assigned to go into the big cities

and collect things for them.

We were tools made to be thrown away.

They made sure too we
weren't going to follow them later.

They attacked us, placed bombs

inside of our delivery boxes.

I got lucky.

The bomb never went off in mine.

That's when I realized I was fucked.

So what happened?

Why did they leave?

They obviously failed.

The question is, where did they go?

They didn't attack us here.

Maybe they ran out of explosives or time.

I don't know.

Look, I've been wandering around
searching for them ever since

I stacked up on as many
filters as I could find.

I searched my sector for a very long time.

And now here I am.

I mean, when I first saw
you, I couldn't believe it.

It was a long time ago
since I found another survivor.

I mean, look, the past is gone.

It's over.

I hate them. But I want
what is rightfully mine.

And what is that?

Haven't you been fucking listening?

They used us.

They lied to us, and
then they fucked us over.

Come with me.

I mean...

help me find them.

Help me find them so
we can set things right.

I have a place where
we'll be safe for the night.

Come on. We can't stay here so.

[soft dramatic music]

Close the door.

This ain't no base.

But I've tried making places
like these comfortable enough.

This will keep us warm.

Come on. Sit.

If you hate them,

why do you still have the suit?

It's got a lot of tech inside.

I wouldn't throw that away.

If it's one thing they were
good at, it was inventing things.

It's really sad. All of it.

Tell me about the cities?

Well. You already know that most
people lived in these big contained areas.

I believe most people died
there when it all started.

The concentration of mist is
crazy. Two filters will last 15 minutes.

You're basically walking
around in a white field.

Can't see shit.

I never saw much of
the inside of buildings...

just empty spaces everywhere.

[heavy breathing]

I dreamed that I would
visit one of those buildings.

[wind howling]

I guess that day will never come.

At HQ I found this map.

It was lying next to a lot of
notes, talking about a new place.

I believe this is the key to finding that.

What will happen if you find them?

If they're not willing to give us a spot

we'll take it by force.

You seem awfully sure about this.

What choice do we have?

Survive in small bunkers.

I've done that. It doesn't work.

Eventually they run out of power
and they become fucking tombs.

Look, I need a fucking exit here.

I've been on the run for four years.

I need to find a real home.

Time to switch filters.

Sometimes...

I just want it to be over.

It's like I can't breathe.

I keep having these dreams about
things I should not be dreaming about.

Scenes from videos of the old world.

Clear Sky. Families.

Normal people.

That kind of knowledge can kill a person.

You know, that blind hope.

- But I think we need hope.
- Oh, yeah?

What good did that ever do?

No. Surviving is what it has come down to.

The sooner you realize that
too, the better chance we have off.

What?

Ending it how we want,
not what they intended.

You should get some sleep.

It's a big day tomorrow.

You'll need the rest.

[dramatic music]

What do you see?

Let's stop over there for a second.

I've searched most of these spots.

There's your headquarter.

They couldn't have gone that way.

I've come up with nothing so far.

But on the other side of this
river, there's this large structure.

It looks very promising.

And behind that, there's a blank spot.

It could be a valley, a settlement.

Might be nothing, might
be a whole lot of something.

Wherever they went, it
must have been a good place.

They wouldn't just abandon
their home without a solid plan.

What makes you think
they're even in this sector?

Well, you would need to be
airborne to get to the next viable spots.

Of course, there's the ocean, but just
like the cities, that would be suicide.

There's too much white.

Getting here will take a
day tops, if we can cross this.

Yeah, sure, but this
river. How do we cross?

Hopefully we'll find a boat that works.

I'm with you but...

how sure are you of this?

It seems you've been everywhere.

Nothing's for certain, right?

You have to ask yourself.

Are they alive?

[wind howling]

Yes, absolutely.

Then these are the only spots left.

When the time comes, can I
count on you to do the right thing?

Yes.

See. I told you.

[suspenseful music]

[ship motor running]

Okay. Now what?

Okay, here we go.

Take point.

I'll provide cover if needed.

What do we look for?

I don't know.

People. Hatches, anything.

[suspenseful music]

Hey, A1.

Come on, keep it tight.

B7, there's nothing here.

Probably a decoy.

Keep looking.

Hello.

My name is Adan.

You're in my home.

If I wanted you dead.

You would be very, very shot by now.

There's a phone on the wall ahead of you.

Come talk to me.

What do we do?

Let me talk to this guy.

Keep an eye out.

- Hello?
- Okay, if you.

If you point it towards the
screen, you should see me.

Can you see me? Yes?

This is a mine.

We are hundreds of feet below ground.

We can breathe down here and
we don't need filters or anything.

What's he saying?

Now a question.

What are two remnants
of a dead organization

doing in my home?

We're looking for our old group

the scientists.

Ah. Yes, yes.

Interesting. An interesting bunch.

Very unorthodox, definitely.

But also very out of touch with
the fact that the world is filled

with the likes of me.

I'm the legacy of the world gone.

You two are just a failed experiment

to keep their wheels turning.

Okay.

I survived because I'm smart.

And I don't have some
delusional agenda like you.

[suspenseful music]

But since you're here...

we could use you.

I'll make you a very generous offer.

Put down your weapons.

Come and live with us.

We have meat,

we have booze.

But before you answer,
what is more important

to you?

The future.

That's an illusion.

Or something that you can actually feel

and taste.

Because we are not better
than the company we keep.

All right.

Sounds good to me.

An excellent decision.

My friend will relieve you of your weapons.

And I will see you

in a little bit.

You're all the same.

All right, let's go.

Come on. Hand over the weapon.

Come on.

What are you doing?

No!

Holy shit, fuck.

Go back, go back. Come on.

Motherfucker. Shit.

Fuck you.

[alarm]

Go up.

[suspenseful music]

I'll take the lead.

[suspenseful music]

A1!

Oh shit.

[suspenseful music]

Oh fuck, c'mon. C'mon!

You thought you could kill us, huh?

We just want to get out.

Too late you fucking piece of shit.

- Just let us pass.
- That's funny.

Well, fuck you.

Drop the fucking rifle.

Drop it.

Now the backpack.

Lose it.

Don't fucking stall.

Take it off.

Down. Sit.

Sit down.

Now, there were two of you. Where
is the other one? Where is she?

She's behind you, asshole.

Funny.

Well, fuck you.

You little shit.

C'mon, let's go.

Oh no, you're not gonna... c'mon. C'mon!

I'm sorry.

I didn't want to hurt you.

[speaking foreign language]

[suspenseful music]

Sit the fuck down.

There you are.

I see you have one of mine.

What's happening?

We have them.

But Lyle is hurt pretty bad.

Let them leave.

What? No. They fucked us.

That's an order.

Do not trying to...

That's an order.

Okay,

understood.

Everybody stay calm.

We will let you go if
you let my friend live.

What about my partner?

Not my problem.

You see, I'm wired with explosives and...

and fight me.

We all die. No need for that.

Get up. Come on. Get up.

Get up.

Get up you little shit.

Move it.

Okay, now fuck off.

Fuck off.

Come on B7, let's go.

Come on.

Keep going.

Easy now. Easy now. I got you.

I got you.

Go.

No!

Nooo!

No. No.

[suspenseful music]

Look, there's the hill.

I fucked up in there. I really did.

Yeah, but that's over now.

Come on, we got to go.

They wanted us for slaves.

Aright, but we need to
focus on getting up that hill.

That's the one on your map right?

You are right.

I'm going to go ahead. Okay.

Just take it slow.

[wind blowing]

What do you see?

I see a...

What is it?

Buildings, people.

How many?

Hundreds.

Upper Sky?

Masks?

No masks.

Just normal people.

You did it B7.

[suspenseful music]

Oh, that's great.

What else?

It's beautiful.

It's down in a valley.

Everything's clear.

There's this...

small beach.

There's a...

I see kids playing with a dog.

B7?

[soft dramatic music]

I'm sorry.

[suspenseful music]

You got it all figured out, didn't you?

You are so fucking clever.

And look where that got you.

Leaving me like that.

Oh, you really fucked up.

How did you find this place?

I have my ways.

Your attempt to hide the
entry point was pathetic.

To say the least.

[suspenseful music]

I won.

Look at you now.

I know for a fucking fact you
don't have any more of those

fancy filters stashed away.

But hey, be my guest.

Grab my mask

see how that goes.

Yeah? Maybe I'll rip it off
your fucking face right now.

I made sure not to clean my own filter.

It won't last any longer than yours.

You see...

I thought of everything.

In the end

I won.

Fucking dumb fuck.

Why did you do this?

You fucking idiot.

In this world, there is no why.

It'll be my pleasure to die

knowing that you won't make it.

If I could, I would destroy everything.

The only way.

[heavy breathing]

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Warning, change filters. Oxygen
level critical. Warning, change filters.

Oxygen level critical. Warning, change
filters. Shutdown in 30 seconds. Warning.

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[dramatic music]

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