All language subtitles for The.Abandon.2022.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264 _

Move!

Where the fuck is everybody?

I told you guys
to stay on my ass!

Oh, fuck!
They were right behind me!

Fuck!

Okay.

Come on let's go. Come on.

Cover that door!

Captain! Oh, fuck.

This is bad.

Fuck.

Dorian.

Oh, fuck. Oh, shit.

Oh, shit!

Son of a...

Fuck!

What the fuck is this?

Is this a hospital?

Can I get a fuckin' medic
in here?

You guys fuckin' forget about me
or something?

Fuck you!

Eagle Actual,
this is Eagle Mobile.

Call sign 7321. Mm...

What the...

Somebody just say something.

Say something!

As-salaam--

Fuck. How do you say it?

As-salaam alaik--
As-salaam alaikum!

As-salaam alaikum!

Are you messing with...

Uh. Alright.

Come on. What is this?

Huh?

Let me out! Let me out!

Let me out!

No, no, no, no. I'm not--
I'm not dead!

I'm not dead. I'm not--

I'm not-- am I?

Let me out! Let me out.

Fuck. Fuck.

Oh, fuck! Fuck!

Wait. Wait.

You changed something.

It's-- it's a-- it's a dream.

It's a dream. It's a dream.

A dream. I'm dreaming.
I'm dreaming. It's a dream.

A fucking nightmare.

This is Miles Willis.

If anybody's listening please...

Please say something.

Fuck.

East, on-- East,
uh, on the 128.

Copy. Do you-- do you copy?

This is call sign 7321.
Do you copy?

Dammit!

It's refracting the signal.

Maybe if I used...

Of course you are.

This is call sign 7321.

If anyone can read this,
my sat phone number is...

Shit!

Shit.

Shit.

Shit!

Oh, fuck! Shit.

Oh! F-- come on!

Fuck.

Shit.

Stop!

Uh, shit.

What are you changing?

Huh? What are you changing?

There's gotta be a way
to call you back.

Hello--

Fuckin'-- h--

Hello?

Lookin' for? Can you-- for.

Who is this?

Hello?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Hello?

Hey, hey, hey, wait.

Who the fuck is this?

Hey, who the fuck is this?
You first!

What? What?

- I said-- I said, "You fi--"
- Who's this?

I'm...

Who's this?

Miles. Miles.
My-- my name's Miles.

Miles?

Yeah.

Miles.

Where are you?

Can't you see me? You can--

What?

You can see me, right?

Huh?

What is this?
What-- what did I do? Why--

Why the fuck am I here?

Oh, my God, I can't-- I can't--

I said, "Where are you?"

Where? What do you mean "where"?

Are you coming for me?
Are you-- are you coming here?

Am I...

Please. Can you--

Lady--

Hello, can you--
can you track this call?

Can I...

What are you tryin' to say?

I-- uh, listen,
- I've been taken, kidnapped.

I'm in some fucking room.

It--
it keeps changing temperature,

and turning, and spinning
like a-- a fuckin' uh--

Washing machine.

Yep. Yes, exactly!

It's weird.

It's-- it's simple, but--
but high-tech.

And these walls
are super smooth and um...

Gray?

Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Are they?
Are-- are the walls gray?

Yeah.
Well, do you know where I am?

Maybe.

Uh, c--
can you describe it more,

your-- your space?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Describe it.

Um, well, yeah,
there's this stuff--

There's some stuck to the wall,

and there's
a lot of weird noises,

like grinding and machinery.

Right.

And uh, no-- no doors,
or windows,

or exits of any kind, right?

Yeah. And no lights.

What?

A-- are you saying
it's dark in your space?

No. I c-- I can see.

There's light, but no source.

At first, I-- I thought it was
something wrong with my eyes

because I got hit and--
my head-- I hit my head.

Like they're coming
from a different direction

or-- or maybe I'm
just going crazy.

I don't know.

This makes no sense.

Yeah.

Listen, there's something else.

There's something that happens

when the direction shifting
stops.

Yeah, yeah! You see it, too!

Okay, yeah, so--
so, the room is different.

Something
I can't put my finger on,

but something--
something is changing.

R-- right.

No, no, I-- no, I-- I get--
yeah, but it's--

It's not the direction
of things.

Like I-- I get that up is down
and left is right,

but that's not what changes,
there's--

There's something else.

Yeah. Right, yeah, hey, wait.

Wait, wait, hold on.

Wait, are you--
are you watching me?

Is that it? Is this--
Huh, is that it?

Is this some sort of game,
you sick piece of shit?

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, just wait.
Just wait.

I'm-- I'm just like you, okay?

I-- I was shot, and then I--
I woke up in this-- this space,

this grey fuckin' space
that keeps changing shape.

Same as you.

What? What?

What? Oh, fuck.

Hey.

Okay, okay.

So, um--

You got any-- any coordinates?
Any--

Any idea where you are?

No.

Do uh, do the walls
look like anything familiar

that you might've seen
on the outside?

No, it-- it looks like nothing.

It's expensive, whatever it is.

It's um-- it's--
it's kinda like anchorite.

Achro?

Oh, like a colorless stone.

You a-- you a-- a journalist?

What? A journalist?

You know,
you're not military, right,

so, uh, a columnist,
journalist, photojournalist.

Wait, wait, hold on.

What are you tryin'
to figure out, hmm?

- You're just--
-Just trying to--

Trying to get info out of me?

With some twisted way
to get my passwords.

This is you, right?

Will you just stop? Oh, fuck!

I'm fuckin' dying here, lady!

So, whatever fuckin' issues
you think you're dealing with,

will you just...

Fuck.

Look, I'm here, trapped,
like you.

If what you're telling me
is true, then we--

We gotta be together on this,
you know?

We have to.

I don't know.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

This just-- this isn't how I--

Miles, I just--
I don't know how I got here

or what's going on.

- So, I just--
- I'm just all fucked up.

I'm not myself.

So, then why are we in here?

Don't know.

But I'm assuming our cells--

If you wanna call 'em that,
have gotta be close by, right?

You think
it's a government thing?

I don't know.

I mean who else
would be capable of...

What?

Miles, what is it?

What happened?

It's nothing.

Is it the gunshot?

Yeah.

Oh, my God, did they shoot you?

No, it wasn't...

It's nothing. I just--
I just gotta get it out.

Okay.
Well, how bad are you bleeding?

I sort of patched it,
but it's not good.

I don't wanna die in here.

Me neither.
So, now what are we gonna do?

Okay.

Alright, let's uh,
let's put this together.

What were you doin'
before you got here?

- Um, I was--
- I was on the highway.

Heading south from the city?

No, I was headin' east.

We were 2 miles--
2 miles south of the highway.

You're stationed out here?

Stationed?

Yeah, you said
you were south of the highway.

I never said I was military.

You just said "stationed".

How the fuck did you know
I was military?

Okay, Miles, listen.
It was just a guess.

When you asked
if I was a journalist,

you mentioned military.

That's all.

Lucky guess.

Look, you talk like military,
okay?

Hey,
you've got to trust me, too.

It's a two-way street.

I don't even
know your fuckin' name.

It's Dame.

My name is Dame,
but you can call me "Damsey".

Okay, I think
that if we...

If what?

Oh, my God. I don't know what.

What?

Oh, shit, Miles.

Damsey?

Damsey, what-- hello?

- Hey, Miles,
- Miles, can you hear me?

Damsey!

Oh.

It's gonna happen again!

It's gonna happen right now!

Hey, what? What?

Gravity. Shifting directions.
What-- whatever it is.

Oh.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
not again.

Look for the changes.

We have to find out what is it!

Oh, my God.

- Oh, no, no, no, no!
- Make it stop! Make it stop!

Stop it! Stop! Stop it! No!

Miles, it's getting smaller,
isn't it?

Wait, wait, wait,
what's happening?

What's happening?

Miles, you gotta calm down.

Listen to me, breathe.

Listen to me,
listen to my voice.

Listen to my voice, okay?

Miles, you gotta breathe. Easy.

In and out.
Easy, easy, easy, easy.

Yeah, in and out.

Okay.
Okay, are you with me, huh?

I'm here.

- Okay, good. Alright, good.
- Just hold on one second.

Damsey.

- Oh, you fuck! Fucking bitch!
- Fuck you!

Damsey.

Damsey, what was that?

My shoulder.
I had to put it back in.

Jesus.

What the fuck do they want?

I don't know, but we've got to
figure this out soon.

It is gonna keep
getting smaller.

Don't say that.

You know that I'm right.

Hey, are you seeing these uh--

Are you seein' inscriptions
on the walls of your space?

Yeah. Yeah, it's-- it's odd.

I see uh, Chinese,
and Cyrillic,
and-- I don't know.

None of it makes sense.

"Vinctum anno 1218

ab urbe condita lauds."

What language is that?

Uh, sounds Latin.

Latin?

Hey, were you on camp
when they grabbed you?

- Grabbed? No. No.
- No one grabbed me.

I was-- I was on the
and then I got off on the 128

and that's--

Wait, what?

Huh?

128, what's--

Yeah, the highway.

Where's-- no, there's--
there's no 128.

Where were you, Abdali?

No, by the cape.

What cape?

Cape Cod. Massachusetts.

You're stateside?

Yeah. Massachusetts. Yes.

No, that's--
that's not possible.

You? Are you overseas?

Look, ignoring the fact
that technically my sat phone

doesn't even work indoors,
it works on a closed network.

Come on.
Are you telling me that you're in Iraq?

We are.

It's the only way
that we could be talking.

No!
No, no, that-- that's not possible.

It can't be.

I mean it would take days
to do that.

I've only been here
for like an hour.

I'm lookin' at the time
right now.

There's no other way
that we could be talking.

Unless they moved us.

But why, Miles?

I mean why go
through all that effort for me?

I'm nothing. I'm no one.

Did you see an airstrike?

At least I think it was.

It was a light.
A really bright light.

Yeah, yeah, I saw a light,
but uh, it wasn't a missile.

Hmm, I just saw a light, too.

SCUD launch was the only thing
that made sense at the time.

Hey, hold on a second, alright?

Oh, okay.

Damsey, can you hear me?

Yes, I can hear you.
What are you doing?

No, through the fuckin' wall!

Okay, um, alright, try again.

Damsey, is this getting through?

No!
Uh, Miles, no, it's
not working.

Damsey, can you hear me?

I-- Miles, I can't hear you!
I can't hear you, okay?

Please stop yelling.

Alright.

So, uh, so, our bunks
aren't next to each other.

Can you call out?

No. Can you?

I don't have any other numbers.

Hey, h--
how'd you get my number anyways?

Oh, your number was written
on the ceiling.

My number?

Yeah.

Were you in this cell before?

I don't know. I don't know.

I mean maybe,
but I'm seein' a lot of stuff

that just does not add up.

None of it makes sense.

Um, Damsey?

Yeah, what's up?

- You're breaking up.
- Oh, no.

I can hear you on my end,
it's fine.

No, you-- you're breaking up.

You just call back, okay?

Miles, just try
to move around the room.

You're gonna have to call back.
Just call back!

This is call sign 732-

Wait, what, what, what? What?

Hey, do you--
do you speak English?

English? English.

Yes. Yes, English.
Do you speak English?

No! No, para Portuguese.

What are you tryin' to tell me?

Die.

Die?

Yes. We have to die.

What?

Understand?

No, I-- I don't.

We have to die.

Who is this?

The equation is you?

Equation?

- Not in this place. No solution.
- Cannot win. We cannot win!

Who the fuck is this?

No equation! We die!

Hey, listen,
we're not gonna fuckin' die.

Yeah, yeah,
oh, every person has to die--

- Hello? Hey.
- Hey, Miles. Are you there?

- Miles?
-I'm here.

Good. How's my signal now?

Signal?

Yeah,
you said you couldn't hear me.

Right. Better.
Signal's a lot better.

Okay, great.

So, what do you think
about the signal?

I mean must be
bouncing off the walls,

because they're--
they're really smooth.

It's kinda like um,
like satellites.

It'll shrink till it kills us.

No, no, Miles, no.

If they wanted us dead,
they could've done
that already.

There's gotta be more to this.

An equation.

Have you seen uh, an equation
on the--

On the walls of your space?

An equation?

Yeah.
A-- a mathematical equation.

Hold on.
Where's this coming from?

Huh?

Do you know something
that I don't?

No. Why?

Because you hang up

and then all of a sudden
you're talking about dying

and an equation.

So?

Wait, did something happen?

'Cause we're in this together,
right, Miles?

I am not a threat.

Shit.

We are.

We have to let each other know
what's up.

You were in the military,
right?

And?

What does that have to do
with anything?

Well, they may have something
to do with this.

Military? I don't think so.

Granted the service
has done some pretty shady shit

in the past, but--

They're not capable of this.

Well, what were you guys doing
before this?

New weapons? New science?

I think you've been watching
too many science-fiction movies.

Except for the last three days,

just watchin' the Iraqis
get bombed into the Stone Age.

Okay, then why us?
It doesn't make any sense.

I don't know.
I-- it feels random.

No, no, that can't be.
There's patterns, right?

Everything has a pattern.

Wait, where was your hometown?
Your-- your current address.

Could it be a-- a family thing?
Does your family have money?

Do you owe somebody money or--

- Damsey.
- What?

Damsey, I don't think...

There's no connection
to why we're here, alright?

We're just here
and we gotta find a way out.

No, come on.

If you don't tell,
then all's not well.

What?

Oh, ugh, it's just something
that we say at the school.

You study?

No, I teach.

Teacher, huh?

Yeah. Algebra.

Fun.

No, not in Hyde Park.

Hyde?

I thought you said you were
in Massachusetts.

Yeah, it's a-- a
part of Boston.

I mean I do love math.

It's just
teaching simple algebra

year in, year out.

It's-- it's not challenging.

So, you're-- you're from Boston,
huh?

Brockton, but close enough.

About time for Bird
to hang it up, yeah?

Uh, Bird?

Uh, Celtics.

You--
you don't follow basketball?

No. No, I don't.

What-- what about the Red Sox?

No, I'm-- I'm not into sports,

but um, my fiancé
follows the Patriots.

Patriots? Gross.

So, you're married, huh?

Uh, engaged. He was military.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, did his last tour
a few years back.

So, you married a GI, huh?
How's that?

Engaged. Not married.

And it's uh--
it's very different.

Different.

Yeah. He's uh--

We just
have no common interests.

I get it.

Yeah, he's more of
the alpha male sort.

Maybe you just gotta be
a more alpha female, right?

No, I don't think so.

I'm a bit more academic,
I'd like to think.

Same here. Trust me, I uh,

I married a civvy myself
and she...

She what?

We're not on the best of terms.

Hey, these prison markings
on my walls,

I think maybe
some of these numbers

might be dates.

'Cause you said the--
the Latin was what?

1218?

Mmhmm.

Wait, wait, wait! I'm--
I'm seein' the same
inscription.

On the wall?

Yeah, on the wall!

I have another one.
It says, "EK 1951."

1951. What the hell?

They decorated both spaces
with the same shit.

But why?
I mean what would be the point?

It's all bullshit.
They're messing with us.

How do you know that?

Classic mind-fuck tactics.

Check and see if you have one
in the corner of your space.

Where?

On the ceiling.

What does it look like?

It's written in Spanish
or French or something.

You see the date next to it?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's Portuguese.

Uh, 2007.

Right.

Okay, what about it?

2007.

Uh-huh.

Like I said, mind-fuck tactics.

Why?

The future?

Future?

Look, whoever they are,
they want something.

They don't just--

Hold on, what year? What year?

What?

What year is it?

What year?

Yeah, just humor me please.

It's 1991.

Right?

Oh, my God.

It's February.
February 27th, 1991.

Oh, my God.

Damsey?

Yes, and uh, let me--
let me get this straight,

you're using a walkie-talkie
to talk to me.

It's not a walkie-talkie,
it's a-- it's a satellite phone.

It's--

Okay, smartphones, Twitter,
hashtags, Facebook,

Instagram, selfies.

What?

Uh, d-- you never
heard of any of it?

They're not called
"smart phones,"

they're called
"cellular phones".

And-- and what?
Slurpies and 7/11.

What the fuck is Twitter?

Shit. What time do you have?

Yeah. Uh, wait, what? Time?

My watch broke!
What time do you have?

11:40! 53 seconds!

What?

11:40! 53 seconds!

Different time zones!

It's getting worse.

Hey, Miles, are you okay?

I can't-- I can't breathe.

I-- I think I know what's--
what's happening.

My space is too small.
There's no air.

Miles, please, please,
just listen.

No, you don't understand!
My space--

Our space!

What?

Our space, Miles.

This is gonna sound crazy,
so brace yourself.

I think we're all here,
in this space at the same time,

just a--
just a different space time.

You're losing me.

Okay.

Okay, you have something
to draw with?

Okay, uh, draw something um,
on the wall.

Alright, man, get it together.
Get it together.

I drew a--

X.

Yeah. How'd you...

You...

Yeah.

This is you?

Yeah, yeah, Miles,
do you see this?

You're standin' next to me?

- No, no, I'm--
- I'm standing above you.

Wait.

Earlier-- earlier you asked me
what year it is.

Yeah.

What time are you in?

Um, 2020.

When?

2020.

That's... No.

That's not possible.

That's the truth.

30 years?

Yeah.

I mean, Miles, there--
there could be

hundreds of people in here.

Thousands even.

From Greece, Egypt, China?
We don't know.

How are we communicating?

I don't know.

I guess our signals
bounce off the space.

Like connected through
a fourth dimension
or something.

I take it back.

They're not the mind fuck,
you are.

Well, it's the best
this middle school teacher

could come up with, jarhead.

Whoa, easy there, Dams,
that's a little below the belt.

Jarheads are Marines.
I'm Army, remember?

Okay, ground pounder.

For the record,
every math teacher,

from kindergarten up,

goes through
the college calculus gauntlet.

And I went a little higher.

How high?

Number theory.

Gotcha.

Yeah.

Like high school all over again.

How so?

Oh, my teacher tried to get me
to do this thing.

Thing?

Yeah, super stringy physics
or something.

It was this uh,
summer science camp.

There was this equation
on the corridor wall

and I just...

...looked at it long enough
and kind of just saw the answer.

Wow! Okay. Okay.

Very, very Good Will Hunting
of you.

Very what?

Oh. Nothing. Never mind.

So, uh,
you did the psychics thing?

I dropped out.

Why?

Just uh, home stuff.

Family?

Yeah.

So, academic,

how are we all here
at the same time?

Okay, you just go with me here
a minute, alright?

Um, clearly, whoever they are,

are functioning on some
higher trans-dimensional level.

They can see and manipulate
multiple constants and forces,

including--

Time.

Time! Right, yes!

That's how they can
have us all here
at once, right?

And we know they can push light
through different dimensions.

We know
they can manipulate gravity,

so what more can they do?

Time travel? Create life?

I mean the--
the options are limitless.

The only thing we don't know is

why have they taken
such an interest in us?

I mean we are pretty boring
in comparison

to what they are capable of,

so, I don't know, Miles.
I don't get it.

It's like they're testing us.

Our bodies.

Physical makeup.

Sensory.

Heat. Cold.

Physical limitations.

Maybe...

What's it like?

What?

2020?

The 2020?

Let's just say I'd rather be
in the '90s with you.

Flying cars?

No, but some of 'em
drive themselves now.

So, it's kinda cool. I guess.

Make it to other planets yet?

No, uh, Mr.
Musk hasn't quite gotten us their yet.

Are we at least outta here, yet?

Out of-- out of where?

The sandbox.

Sandbox?
Oh, you mean the Middle East?

Yeah.

No, still there.
Still thousands of
troops there.

It's like
we're trapped there, too.

Fighting for another person's
greed and power.

It's really sad.

Same old mold.

Trapped in the sins
of the father.

Never-ending war.

Just like home.

Your father was military?

Yeah, he... a vet.

Korea?

Vietnam.

It screwed him up real bad.

Miles?

Hey Miles, are you there?

Hey, Miles!

Miles. Miles, please.

I'm here. I'm here.

Miles, you--
Miles, you can't
do that, right?

I'm sorry.

You can't leave me,
because I need you, okay?

Okay.

So, you've got to keep
that bleeding under control.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand me?

I'm on it.

Hey, Dams.

Yeah.

You seeing the Arabic writing
in your room?

- Yes. Yeah, on the ceiling.
- Got it. What's up?

Those aren't words.
They're symbols.

Symbols?

Mathematical symbols.

What?

Hang on.

Wait, wait, wait. What--
That's supposed to be--

Oh! Schläfli! Miles!

Huh?

It's Ludwig Schläfli!

Who's-- who's Schlaf--

Yeah.

Yes, it's a version
of his equations,

but it's-- it's not complete.

Damsey, who is this guy?

Oh, sorry.
He's a-- he's a mathematician.

He created equations on--
on higher dimensions.

Miles, this equation
is directly connected

to the space that we're in.

Fourth-dimensional equations.

Hey, Dams, who--
who wrote this down?

Well, if we're right
about multiple times

in a singles space,

then any of the thousands
of others in here

could've written it.

It's bound to be
at least one mathematician.

Two.

Me?

Miles, no, that's sweet.

I just--
I'm not a mathematician.

Calculus gauntlet, right?

Yes,
but you're the math prodigy.

Drop out.

But still you have a propensity
towards math.

So, that makes three.

Hey! Hey, what the hell?

What are-- Miles, no, what---
what are you doing?

- Miles! Miles, stop it!
- What are you doing?

I'm not doing this!

What the fuck happened?

God dammit!

They got the Arabic, too.

Can you remember it?

No, I don't know.
I-- uh, it's been so long.

I don't know.
Um, it's my Stanford days.

You studied teaching?

No. Topology.

What's-- what's that?

It's like um,
high-level geometry.

So, you got a degree
in super math

and you teach middle school?

Well, it's Allen, my fiancé.

He hooked it up.
Got me the job.

Friend of friend,
but-- I mean it was my choice.

He just uh...

He gets upset
when I "talk smart", his words.

Hey, can I ask you a question?

You've seen some pretty
terrible stuff, right?

Yeah.

Does it or has it ever...

Does it ever get to you?

What do you mean?

- Well, I was just--
- I was just wondering if--

If maybe it could
it make you...

...like hurt someone you love
or...

Did you hear me?

Yeah.

Well, did you hear my question?

Yes. The answer is "yes."

I don't understand. Why?

What did he do?

Uh, um, no, you-- you first.

I wanna know um,
what makes you--

Makes me what?

Uh, uh.

You fuckin' civvies
are all the same, you know?

You have no fuckin' idea
what it's like.

Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. I--

The things they make us do.

The thing you become.

What did you become, Miles?

Animals.

What did you do?

What did he do, Damsey?

I'm gonna try
to remember this equation.

Jeez, they--

They scratched it out
completely.

Do you see this?

-This trig.
- My dad...

...beat my mom.

Tortured her.

I tried to stop him a few times,
but I was just a kid.

And no match for an animal.

One time he uh...

He threw me on the pullout bed
and shut it.

I couldn't move.

I couldn't breathe.

All I could do was listen.

Listen to what he was doin'
to her.

Dams, he shouldn't...

No one you love
should ever hurt you.

I know that, Miles.
I'm not fucking stupid.

- I think
- I can remember the equation.

Okay. Good.

But how do we apply it?
I mean--

Where are you writing?

The floor.

Even if I solve the equation,

how do I apply a solution
to this space?

Do you know what I mean?

One problem at a time.

Shit. Time.

What?

What time do you have?

Uh, 10 to 12:00.

Shit.
We have less than a minute.

A minute?

Yeah, I've been timing
the suppressions.

The--
the suppression of the space?

Yeah.

You uh, y-- you have
less than a minute, alright?

O-- okay.

You-- you gotta hurry before--

Before there's no space left.

- I'm-- Okay, Miles, I get it!
- Shit! Wait.

Is that it?

I don't know. Is it the glue?

My keys. I'm using--

I'm using my keys to write,
but they're glued.

They're fucking glued.

What time is it? No. No.

No! Fuck!

No.

Oh, my God.

That's it?

Keep it together.

Keep it together.

Keep it together.

Come on, Dame.

Call.

Please call.

D-- Uh, Dame?

Is you? Would you?

You.

Sacrifice.

We sacrifice...

We sacrifice, okay?

I've had enough
of your cryptic bullshit.

They cannot see.
They cannot see.

Who is they, huh? Who is they?

They-- they-- they--
they cannot just know.

- They cannot know.
-Know what?

- Uh, potential! We must fail.
- Fail sacrifice.

Fail sacrifice.

I'm not talkin' to you anymore,
asshole.

I fuckin' told fucking you to---

...faster...

Damsey?

Miles.

Damsey?

...time...

...earlier...

I can't-- I can't hear you.

D-- what the fuck.
Damsey, my phone's messed up.

...broke my arm.

Your arm?

Yeah.

Shit. Can you move it?

No.
- dial you.

I used my voice assistant.

Your wha-- Your what?

Siri.

Hey, look, it's 11:51 and--
and 20 seconds!

It's getting faster.

Exactly.

Like the room size,
there's a reduction in time.

Okay,
you have to finish this now!

Oh, no, no, no, no.
I can't, I can't.

- I can't, I can't.
-Yes, you--

Miles, you don't understand.

No, just-- just
finish the equation, alright?

I can solve it.

We're all gonna die.

Don't say that.

We have to.

What?

Die.

Why did you say that?

No, I just um, my--

Damsey, why'd you just say that?

My battery's running low.
My arm hurts really bad.

You're working with him?

The one with the accent?

You're working with him?

Uh, no, I'm-- I'm--

This whole thing!
This entire fuckin' time!

And you said nothing?

They're a superior species,
okay?

He's right. We can't show them.

Show them what?
Will someone just tell me?

Show them--

Huh?

Just show them
that we're capable, okay?

If they're testing us,
testing our intelligence,

we can't show them
we're a threat.

Is that what he told you?

- For the sake of man,
- I can't be a threat.

But, Dame,
you already are a threat.

No.

You wouldn't be in here
if you weren't.

You can solve it.

No, I can't. I can't. I can't.

Yes, you can!

But-- but how?

It was followin' our movement
from the start.

- What, you uh--
- What do you mean?

What happens,
it's not gravity changing,

it's-- it's a-- it's like
a loosening of gravity.

Gravity opening itself up.

Opening itself up?
Wha-- What are you talking about?

It's like--
it's like gravity unlocks.

It's under our control.

No.
No, I'm-- I'm falling all over the place.

If you panic, yeah.

It makes you off balanced,
but you can control it.

Control it?

We can control it?

What are they hoping for?

They abduct people
from all over the world,

from all across time,
but not just anyone.

People with a mind
for arithmetic, right?

Right.

They put us in here,

but let us communicate
with each other.

Why?

They're not just
testing our bodies,

they're testing our minds.

Yeah, and wouldn't you know it?

A fourth-dimensional equation
is sketched on the wall.

But they gave us the power
to control the room.

A room that moves
in a binary way.

An X or a Y.

Now, we know that pi
is constant in this equation.

So, what if whatever the answer
to the equation is--

That's how many times
we roll the room.

Yes!
Like-- like a combination lock!

So, if the number is five,

we roll the room five times,
right?

All we gotta do
is reset the room to zero.

Use the constant.

What if um...

What if, what?

Uh...

Just say it.

You already know
what I'm gonna ask, right?

What if only one of us
is supposed to make it out.

The one who solves it first,
right?

And what if...

There's nothing in the equation
that would imply that,

so I think we're okay.

Right?

Okay.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

No!

No, hey, hey, hey!

No! Fuck!

Hey, hey, hey, hey,
it's okay, it's okay.

Use the light--
use the light of your phone.

You motherfuckers!

Miles!
Hey, Miles, use the light--

Use the light of your phone!

- No!
- Calm down.

You win! You win.

Just fuckin' end it.

Please just kill me.

I can't do this anymore.

You've been closing in on me
for 30 years.

Suffocating me.

Stranglin' me.

Why did you do it, dad?

Why did you destroy her
like that?

Why did you hate me so much?

You broke us.

And now...

And now, I'm becoming you.

Dad, I don't wanna be you.

Dad, I don't wanna be you.

I'm not you. I'm not you.

I'm not you.

Come on.

Come on.

Miles.

You okay?

No. He was here. Uh--

Allen was here.

It wasn't him.
It was another test.

Well, then, how did they know
what he says to me?

What does it matter?

That's not
gonna change anything.

We just have to keep goin',
okay?

Can't let them win.

I have-- have bruises,

but they're not
from this-- this fucking room

or-- or the accident.

It's him. He hits me.

When?

Today. Last month. Last summer.

He dislocated my shoulder
and he--

Fucking called it
"an accident".

I just-- I couldn't--
I couldn't take it
anymore, so--

So, I escaped, but I--
but I didn't get far.

I-- I drove off the road,
and I crashed, and--

Wouldn't you know it?

I get sucked up
into this mystery box

and the only living person
I can talk to

is another fucked-up jarhead.

Now, hey, wait a minute.

No, no, you wait a minute!
You wait a minute.

You said that--
that you were uh, an animal.

You became a monster.
What-- what did you do?

Did you hit her?
Did you rape her?

No, Damsey, I didn't hit her.
I...

But I wanted to.

I know you-- all you men
are the fucking same.

You know, I fucking hate you.
I fucking hate you.

You're a piece of shit, and I--

Dame.

Hope you fucking die!

Dame, just wait-- uh, D--

Dame?

Damsey.

You try to solve it.
You cannot solve it, okay?

Oh, hey.

We cannot show we are threat!
We have to fail!

We cannot win!

Why?

You don't listen.
Need sacrifice.

Sacrifice what, huh? You just--

Sacrifice what?

Ourself. Okay, listen.

What happen
when mouse in maze escape,

when apes stand up straight,
open cage?

What happen
when machine outsmart men?

Threat. Become threat.
Understand?

Thousand years they take us.
They test us.

They cannot see us as threat.

No!

No! No, fuck!
Just fucking do it!

Oh, God.

Fuck.

Fuck you, phone. Come on.
Come on!

Dame, is that you?

Yeah, it's me.

Please. Just end it.
Solve it, please.

No.
No, you tell me the truth.

Did you hit her?

Dame, no. I-- I didn't.

I couldn't.

Look, I know
there's something wrong with me.

I'm sick.

And that's why it should be you.

What should?

The one who makes it out.
You're the best of us.

Strongest. It should be you.

But you'll die.

Maybe.
Maybe that's for the best.

Uh, I don't know what to say.

I do. Dame, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything
that you've been through.

Sorry for what I am.
What I've done.

Miles.

All of it.

Oh, it's okay, Miles.
I forgive you.

When you get out,

you find my wife
and little girl, okay?

I uh, I don't know
where they'd be living, but...

...tell them I'm sorry.

Tell them--
tell them I love them.

Tell them they deserved better.
Better than me.

You can do that for me, okay?

Yeah, I'll-- I'll tell 'em.
I'll tell them.

Now, goddammit,
you solve this.

Okay.

You already have
the final variable.

- Okay. It's time.
- It's time, right?

That's right. That's right.

Do you remember the-- the--

The times
between suppressions?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

What is the percentage
that they reduce?

You said it was 13 minutes
the first time,

and then the second was uh--

12:35.

Okay, yeah.

So, then the percentage is uh,

3 point something...

3.14

Times tesseract is at 6.
6 to the fourth.

To the fourth, that's right.
So, that's...

And the last number
is-- it's 1.

1.

Yeah.

So, do it.

Okay.

When you--
when you hear gravity release,

spin the space like I told you.

Okay. Uh, uh...

No time to second guess, Dame.
It's go time!

- Okay. Okay, okay, okay.
- Okay, uh...

What are you waiting for?

I'm doing it, Miles. It
didn't-- It didn't work.

Try it again!

I'm trying!
Nothing-- Nothing's happening!

Wait, we did everything.
Oh, my God!

We missed something.
Fuck, what did we miss?

Uh, uh, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait.

Miles, maybe it's not
just solving the problem.

If that was it, then someone
would've done it by now.

Just spit it out!

Okay! Okay!

The answer to the
equation is 1!

It's us, together!

It's not one of us alone
that's a threat!

It's mankind as one!

As one.

Holy shit.

They want to see
if we can unite.

Miles, you fight with me

and you show these
motherfuckers

what we're capable of, okay?

That we're a threat.

Yes!
We're-- we're together on this!

You just have to push back.

Push back.

Push back.

Go!

Push!

Hello, Miles.

Dame? Dame?

We did it, Dame.

What the hell?

Hey!

Hey!

I'm American! I'm American!