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("The Dream Must Stay Alive" by Rosalind J.)
♪ Look into the future ♪
♪ What do you see? ♪
♪ I really need to know now ♪
♪ Is there a place for me? ♪
♪ If we're gonna survive ♪
♪ The dream must stay alive ♪ - Authorities are pleading
for calm throughout the evacuation process.
♪ Alive ♪
(video gaming) - Gotcha.
- He could've helped.
- Hmm?
- Me and Salene have moved Trudy next door
to give her some privacy.
- Look, 25,000.
Top score.
- I don't believe it.
- Neither do I.
Battery just died.
- I mean Bray.
I can't believe he's just left her and his little daughter.
- Get real, Zandra.
He's been conning us all along.
I told you, but did anybody listen?
Oh Bray, you're so wonderful.
You're so handsome, so clever.
- [Zandra] Any sign of him?
- We've looked everywhere.
- Not a sign.
He's gone alright.
- The rat.
- Poor Trudy.
- Poor us.
We're the ones stuck with his girlfriend and the brat.
- Does she know?
- Manners, Ryan.
- Yeah, we've gotta keep our standards up, don't we?
Remember to say please and thank you
when the Locos come and do us over.
- Are the Locos coming?
- No, of course not.
- Where is he then, your wonderful Bray?
He's gone to find the Locos and bring them here.
The scummy traitor.
- You don't know that.
- Well I'll be waiting,
with his precious girlfriend and the brat.
- Lex, if you can't say anything sensible,
just keep your mouth shut.
Bray's not a traitor.
- And you'll defend him 'cause you fancy him.
- Do you Amber?
- Of course not.
Don't listen to that idiot.
- Mind you, wouldn't blame you.
- You what?
(baby crying)
- What's that?
- It's just the baby, Ryan.
- What's wrong with it?
Sounds like it's being murdered.
- It must be hungry.
- I'll go an see.
- What a racket, just 'cause it's hungry.
- Jack, we're hungry too.
- Not now.
- Paul says--
- I'm not interested.
(Bob barking)
- That's right Bob.
You tell him, the big meanie.
- What?
- You fancy Bray as well, don't you?
- That'd be telling, wouldn't it?
What do you think?
I better go help Amber.
She's not the baby type.
- Can't you just try, Trudy?
- No, please, I can't, honestly.
- Is she alright?
What's the matter?
- Just hungry, poor thing.
Trudy can't feed her.
- Where's Bray, Amber?
- Sleeping.
He's tired out after the birth.
- He's tired?
I'm exhausted.
And I feel terrible.
- You're very hot.
- I feel cold.
Amber, please get Bray.
What?
- Nothing.
- I'm going to find something for it to eat.
Here.
- Me?
Selene, wait!
(pop music)
There there.
(skateboarding)
- Jack.
Jack.
- Idiot.
- Sorry.
- You coulda been the Locos.
- That's why I came here.
- Eh?
- We oughta try to secure that store entrance.
It's the only way they can surprise us.
- Have you got any ideas?
Remember, it's our only emergency exit too.
- The best thing would be an electronic alarm system.
- What would we use for power?
- Some system of charging batteries?
- That's it, right?
Well why don't we just put them into the maze?
- I was trying to be constructive.
- And what do you think I'm doing reading this?
If you're finished scaring the life outta me.
- Sorry.
- Dal, have you still got that thermometer?
- Yeah.
- Good, come with me, I need your help.
- Peace at last.
(Bob whining)
- Shh Bob, someone will hear you.
If Jack's going to be mean,
we'll just have to take some for ourselves
(locker whirls, unlocks)
Sweeties.
You like sweeties, don't you Bob?
(baby crying)
- Trudy, how do you get it to shut up?
There you are, here.
- No, you hold her, I'll try to get her to drink this.
- What is it?
- It's that creamer stuff you put in coffee.
Milk substitute.
- Will it be alright for her?
- Well, it's mostly water, and I added a bit of sugar.
- I don't think that's a very good idea, Salene.
- Well what else are we gonna give her?
Listen to her, she's starving.
- Where's Bray?
- Hush a minute.
Let Dal take your temperature.
- Where'd you get that?
- Around.
Thought it'd be useful.
- Oo, you look just like the real thing.
Y'know, a doctor?
I bet you used to watch all the hospital programs
on telly didn't you?
I miss television.
It's boring now.
- Boring?
Which planet are you living on, Zandra?
- What do you mean?
- Well, you could call it scary or hard or dangerous.
But boring isn't a word I'd use.
- Well I miss it anyway.
I used to watch all the soaps, never missed.
I could tell you everything about all the characters.
- Fascinating.
- Now they're not there anymore.
I don't know what they're doing.
- They're not doing anything, Zandra.
They weren't real.
- Well?
- It's up a bit.
- What do we do?
- Give her some paramedical.
Keep bathing her in cold water.
- Did you steal a medical book or something?
- My father was a doctor.
So was my mum.
Satisfied?
- I just wish I could cut my tongue out sometimes.
- Bray?
Where's Bray?
- Yes Bray, where are you?
(skateboarding)
(door creaking open)
- Good girl, drink up.
You're really good.
- So am I.
He's full too.
Okay, let's take some for later.
Serve's Jack right for keeping secrets.
We'll make him see.
- Tin cans, that's the lot.
- Not very much, but if people eat sensibly.
I'll draw up a daily ration.
- You'll try to make it
as nutritionally balanced as possible.
- Like I've got a lot of choice, Jack.
- Yeah, well--
- Nobody decides what I eat.
I'm not a kid.
- Lex, we have been through this.
We have to ration the food.
- And water.
'Specially the water.
- What about batteries?
This ones dead.
- There aren't any more.
- I bet.
- We'll all get an equal share of food each day.
It doesn't grow on trees, Lex.
- That's not fair.
I need more than the little kids.
I'm big.
- I'm sorry Ryan, but they need just as much as you.
They're growing.
- We just can't let people keep getting water from the tap.
- Why not?
- The water comes from a tank in the roof.
There's only so much of it.
- Well what do we do?
- Well I can cut the tap off.
Then we can ration what's in the tank.
So much a day.
- How much?
- We'll have to see what's in the tank.
But we'll have to go easy
until we find some water somewhere else.
- Can you go and check?
- Yeah.
- We'll go with you.
It's not that we don't trust ya.
Just don't want ya falling in and drowning.
(knife clicking)
- It's down quite a bit since I last checked.
- It's that Trudy using it all for the baby.
So how's rationing work?
- To find the volume, you multiply the tanks dimensions
by the amount of water.
- But how much do we get?
- Well you divide the volume by the amount of people--
- No, how much do we get?
- Well I'm explaining.
- Let me explain, brains.
We, me and Ryan, get double.
- Double? Why?
- Because I say so!
Ain't it Ryan?
- Eh?
Oh yeah, yeah Lex.
- Starting now.
- Hiya.
I need some hot chocolate, if we've got any.
- Uh, how's Trudy?
- Rambling, talking about dying.
- Poor thing.
What a mess.
- She'll be alright when she gets better.
- How do you figure that?
- Well she's got Bray hasn't she?
- Yeah, well where is he?
- I don't know, but I know he'll be back.
- He's got a baby, and Trudy y'know.
- I know.
Just wish he was here.
- Maybe it'd be better if he doesn't come back.
- Don't say that.
(door banging open)
(chattering gang members)
- Home sweet home.
Guard duty, mate.
(beer opening)
- I had to call you.
She's wringing wet.
Feel.
- Dal?
- We've gotta find out what's wrong with her.
Her temperature is sky high and she's getting worse.
- Well there's some CDs and stuff in the magazine store.
There could be something on medicine there.
- Amber Amber!
Petty and Paul have been sick.
- What?
- It's all over everything.
- They couldn't be.
(gang members chatting)
- It's alright Patsy.
It's alright, it's not your fault.
- [Jack] What's all the...
- Paul and Patsy have the virus.
- Zandra.
- Oh no we haven't, have we?
- Of course not.
Don't worry.
- What's all this?
- Sweets.
Chocolates.
(Bob whimpering)
- Where'd you get these?
There aren't any like this in the food store.
Well?
- I found them.
- Where?
- At the back of the sweet shop.
- Are there any more?
- No.
- [Amber] Well if there are, I want them handed over.
They can go in the food store.
- There aren't any more, Amber, honestly.
- Go and get yourselves cleaned up.
- And it serves you right for being greedy.
Ryan, bring my mattress.
- [Ryan] Where to?
- Somewhere else.
I'm not leaving my stuff anywhere near this mess.
- [Ryan] But where, Zandra?
- I'm thinking.
Not downstairs, there's rats in the sewers.
Lingerie, that's me.
Can't you see me in lingerie, Ryan?
- You fancy her, dontcha?
- Shut it.
- You wouldn't want Lex to know about it.
He's got his eye on her.
(gang members snoring)
(skateboarding)
- Hey!
- C'mon, c'mon you suckas!
You can't catch me.
- Lex!
- Not now.
- What are you doing?
You're wasting batteries.
- Get lost.
- Lex, get off that machine, we need it.
- Wait your turn.
- It can't wait, you moronic thug.
We're trying to save Trudy.
- [Lex] What?
- Know how to work this thing?
- Of course.
- Try pregnancy.
(Lex laughing)
Grow up.
- I can tell you about pregnancy, Amber.
You don't need a laptop for that.
Just a lap.
You only have to say the word.
- And have Zandra scratch my eyes out?
- She fancies me, you reckon?
- Doesn't every girl?
- I've got it!
Right, symptoms?
- High temperature.
- Any pain?
- Lots.
- Delirium.
Vivid thoughts about dying.
- She's rambling on about everything, yes.
- [Dal] Well it but pueperal fever.
Now rare due to improved hygiene.
- Treatment?
- Responds to antibiotics.
Namely...
Mega--
(computer shutting down)
Oh no.
- What is it?
- I don't know.
- Dal?
- [Dal] Batteries dead.
- Hmm.
- Is there another?
- No.
- Lex!
- What?
It wasn't my fault.
- Of course it's your fault.
Playing stupid games.
Get out of my sight Lex, before I smash this over your head.
Come on.
- Where to?
- The pharmacy on level one.
- It's been looted Amber.
You know that.
- Got any better suggestions?
- The whole place has been picked clean.
- I know.
This is hopeless, Dal.
- If Trudy doesn't get those antibiotics, she'll die.
- We've tried.
There's nowhere else.
- There is.
- Trudy, Trudy.
- My father had surgery at the hospital.
He kept stuff there.
- That's in Sector 15 Dal.
The Locos rule that.
- I know.
- I'll come with you. (Lex shouting)
- And leave Lex in control of them all?
I don't think so. (cart crashing, Lex laughing)
- Take Lex with you then.
- No way.
I wouldn't trust him to not beat me up himself.
Anyway, one's a smaller target than two.
- Dal, take care.
(shopping cart rolling)
- Where's Dal?
- Gone.
- Ah, so it's just the two of us then.
You fancy ride back?
On my lap?
What's the rush if there's not medication to save her?
- Takes you hands off me.
- What if I don't?
(grunting)
- Fallen for me, have ya Lex?
- You'd be so lucky.
Who'd fancy you, you stuck-up cow!
- Trudy.
Trudy, can you hear me?
Bray!
Bray, you're back.
We didn't know what had happened to you.
We were really worried.
- What's wrong with Trudy?
- We don't know.
She's very ill, Bray.
- She's ice cold.
- She keeps going from fever to icy.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know.
I've been getting some things for the baby.
Got some nappies, a bottle,
and formula.
- I knew you hadn't left.
- Left?
- Well, some of the other thought you'd, well--
- Run out on Trudy?
- I knew you hadn't.
You're not like that.
- Where've you been?
- He's found some things for the baby.
Did you get the antibiotics?
- No.
- What's wrong Amber?
Where's Dal?
- He's gone to his dad's surgery.
In Sector 15.
- Sector 15?
Why didn't you stop him, that's suicide.
- Well where were you?
She's your responsibility.
(rollerblading)
(police sirens)
("The Dream Must Stay Alive" by Rosalind J.)
♪ Look into the future ♪
♪ What do you see? ♪
♪ I really need to know now ♪
♪ Is there a place for me? ♪
♪ Tell me where do we go from here? ♪
♪ Take me as you find me ♪
♪ For what I am ♪
♪ And when I make mistakes ♪
♪ Please understand ♪
♪ And as long as I know you're here ♪
♪ There was nothing for me to fear ♪
♪ Out of the darkness ♪
♪ A light shines ♪
♪ Burning through the coldest night ♪
♪ And we can find a way ♪
♪ Together we'll make it ♪
♪ With every step we take ♪
♪ We'll move closer together ♪
♪ If we're gonna survive ♪
♪ The dream must stay alive ♪
♪ Alive ♪
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