Original subtitles

Music: "The inbetween years" by ai hazan ft. Dick Stewart

♪ these are the inbetween years ♪

♪ we 're going through ♪

♪ these are the precious dream years ♪

Man yells in distance

♪ wonden'u/ly new ♪

♪ these are the years to dream ♪

Man yells in distance

♪ of what will come ♪

Shit.

Is he...? — ♪ these are the years... ♪

John: Ma!

Linda: Don't goddamn yell from the other room.

He winces

here. Here!

You want him to live, you gotta help.

Ok. Just...

Push down. Push. Like that.

Mum!

Linda: You know...

Lighter clicks

I can't stand it when...

♪ Moments we'll treasure in our memories ♪

What'd you do?

He pants

Hey. You ever lend money, goods, or other stuff to friends or family

and they take their sweet time getting it back to you?

Car's fucked. We barely made it.

There's battery fluid all over the place.

It won't hold the charge. — shh, shh, shh.

What are we gonna do? — calm down.

Calm down? These Sheila people are crazy. They shot up the whole park.

They're rounding people up and they're gonna execute them.

You're in my light.

Mum!

They're hunting outsiders. Do you understand?

These outsiders. When they don't find them, they're gonna come here

and they're gonna kill me. And you.

Goddammit! You see what you just made me do?

Why won't you... I fucked up, ok? I fucked up.

Ok. Yes. — they came to me.

You did the right thing bringing them here.

We have to go. — Linda: We cannot move him like this.

She laughs

you... fuck him. — lenina laughs

he's bleeding out. — shut it!

Man on TV: Thanks, buddy!

Bernard rasps

now I've almost got this.

She grunts

she sighs there it is.

Now there's an extra battery up in the crawlspace.

Dispenser clicks

we're gonna be friends.

Shit! — Linda: John?

John: The battery's fucked!

Distant vehicle rumbles

oh, fuck! It's madysun.

What is she doing here?

She's one of 'em.

Goddammit, I told you to stay away from her!

It's better if we tell her. She likes me.

If I tell her, then it'll be ok. — no.

You will not.

Bike rumbles

distant dog barks

Faint rati'le inside

Bang on door

madysu n: John!

Open the door! — banging continues

hey. — where the hell have you been?

I spent the last goddamn hour looking for you.

You did?

What part of "find the foreigners and bring them back" was confusing?

Music: "Strawberry wine" by deana Carter

♪ / come back ♪

Jesus, you live like a pig.

You want a drink or something?

♪ The taste of stra wber/y wine... ♪

Look... I messed up, ok?

I admit that. I got in way over my head.

But I didn't know it was gonna go down like that.

You put the bullets in the guns.

No, I... I know.

Madysun: Turn that shit off!

Bernard moans — what did you think was gonna happen?

I don't have any problem with your whole movement.

I'm just not looking to be a part of it.

It's a little late for that.

So, where are they?

Sorry, who?

Bernard gurgles

He grunts

John: I told you, there's nobody here.

Don't fuck with me, John.

I'm not.

Distant creak

tap squeaks — water runs

nobody's here.

Nobody's here! Nobody. — no one but me and my mum!

She's taking a shower.

What? She's taking... She's taking a shower.

Tell her to get out here. Now.

He knocks mum, we have company.

C'mon. This is nuts.

Why would I help them? — Bernard grunts

John: I hate the bastards as much as you do.

Madysun: We had them trapped.

People saw your piece of shit truck tearing outta there!

Yeah, I know. I shouldn't have run off like that, but honestly I...

They saw someone with you!

What? Bullshit.

That's a lie! Who said that?

Sheila.

Sheila said that? Well, she made a mistake.

It was dark, and there were people running around.

She probably—— — yeah. That's what Sheila said you'd say.

She'll be here soon.

Oh. Good.

Dispenser clicks

she whispers: In your pocket?

He groans — shh. Shh.

Madysun: You know...

If you tell me where they are now...

I might go easy on you, John.

Seeing as we had our...

Little thing that one time...

And you were kinda sweet.

But when Sheila gets here...

I still think about that night.

Don't change the subject.

Tap squeaks — water drips

mmm.

Guess she's done in there.

I'm checking the roof next, John.

And if I find them up there

I'm gonna take this

and I'm gonna blow your mum's brains out.

I don't have your foreigners.

Last chance.

Bernard breathes shakily

she whispers: I got it. Shh, shh.

I swear to god.

Dispenser clicks

lying motherfucker! Move! — John: Wait, wait. Wait!

They didn't do anything.

Is that what you think?

Move.

Madysun. I love you.

What? — what?

Shut the fuck up.

Knife slices

madysun coughs

she splu'iters

I don't wanna hear it.

Bernard breathes heavily

dispenser clicks — Bernard grunts

time to go. — he needs soma.

He needs the wound closed.

You killed her.

Somebody had to.

I've waited a long time to get out.

I'm sure as hell not getting stuck

because some psycho girl gave you a handjob once.

Now get up off your ass. Let's go.

We need to get them down and we need to get her up.

It's better that they're looking for her than us.

Hey. Hey.

What about madysun's bike? I can drive it.

We're not leaving without these people. Get that through your head.

I think we've done enough. I know I have.

If it weren't for me, they'd be dead.

Yeah, and if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have a corpse in my crawlspace.

Bernard, wake up. Stay awake. — I want to go back to the hotel.

Ok. It happens all the time.

The dark is our friend.

John: Where are we going? — dog barks

John: Mum... no.

Dog barks

mum. Don't!

You stay there and keep out of sight.

Dog barks

distant gunshot

she knocks

What the hell are you doing here?

Dog barks — shut up, asshole!

She home?

Linda...

Bernard moans — distant chati'er

shame she doesn't know what she has.

Go home.

Those cult people started a riot. The whole town's on fire.

Mm—hmm.

Shit.

Don't do this to me.

What am I doing? — you know exactly.

I know that it's cold outside.

Wow.

Distant cla'i'i'er — hey!

Hey! Who's there?

You gotta let us in, baby. — us?

No... no way.

We're in trouble.

They're foreigners.

I can't.

I've never asked anything of you and you have asked a lot of me.

You're gonna get me killed.

You show some respect in my house.

John: Sure, man.

You've always been like a really terrible, shitty father to me.

Dog barks

Bernard moans faintly

John: Can you shut up your fucking dog?

It's my wife's dog. I don't go near him. He hates me more than she does.

Oh, Jesus. What'd you do to him?

I removed a bullet and saved his life.

Looks to me like you just kinda hacked him and stabbed him a bunch.

I'd like to see you do better.

Guy looks like Rodney when I ran over his legs with the lawn mower.

We need to close him up.

Ok, come on. Let's sit you up.

Pope: Here you go, buddy, made this myself. Come on.

It's liquid soma. Come on.

He splu'iters and coughs

no. I'm making some changes.

Yeah, sure you are. — Bernard pants

come on. More for us, buddy. Let's go. — It... it burns.

Pope: That's how you know it's working. — dog barks

fuck. They're here.

Indistinct chati'er

Dog barks

Lenina sighs

I want to go home.

I get that.

You take us. You saved us.

Yeah, I did, but I...

But now you won't.

I just... I...

I saw you and I... I don't know. I...

You don't even understand what's happening, do you?

Why these people here hate you.

It's your conditioning.

Violence, your selfishness, your fear.

You're very confused.

Hold on. — Linda: John?

John?

Leave her alone.

He groans

Linda. Why are you risking your ass for these outsiders?

You're gonna wind up in a ditch.

Just fix him up. I need him.

Him? Why?

Linda: Come on. Let's get you cleaned up.

Pope: Give me a hand here, kid.

Fuck you, I ain't your kid.

Indistinct chati'er

I didn't know booze even worked on their kind.

It does.

Yeah, so... — Bernard coughs and groans

we need to cauterise it. — what?

Cauterise.

Worked for Rodney.

Rodney? Rodney, your fucking dog?

Rodney's a paraplegic, man.

Aw, man, he gets around ok.

Bernard breathes heavily

That's better.

I know you think you need that soma, that you might die without it.

But the truth is, you won't.

That's the cruellest part.

To be forced to cope.

All that time and nothing to fill it.

So you imagine...

Or remember.

I used to think about those gorgeous, gorgeous orange clouds over the crematorium.

Then after a while, you start to wonder if those things that you cling to

if they're even real.

You're a beta.

Plus.

How are you...

Here? — a mother.

Sorry, I didn't mean to... — no, no.

I knew what you meant.

I used to think being a mother was the worst thing a person could be.

But it's not.

Abandoned...

That's the worst.

You come with an Alpha. You leave with an Alpha.

But... she chuckles

if the Alpha leaves you behind—— — that wouldn't happen.

They wouldn't just leave someone like—— — you?

Bernard screams — distant cla'iter

she sighs now what?

Bernard yells

he groans

what'd you do to him? — fixed him, like you said.

Linda: Here, let me see.

He... he burned me!

Yes, but you're gonna be alright.

Come on. — Bernard pants

they... they burned me! — keep your voice down.

Bernard: I'm gonna report you! And you, and you!

Take it easy. — to the bureau.

Come on, take it easy. — when I... when we...

This is how he wants it.

Don't you see? The director.

He wants me banished or...

We're never going back. We're gonna die here.

Bernard, stop. What's wrong with him?

He whispers: If we live, I'll be monogamous with you.

Indistinct chati'er

they found madysun.

Van door shuts — dog barks

shit. She's coming. Get down.

Come on. Let's get you down.

Bernard grunts

Linda: Shh. Shh.

Indistinct chati'er

Dog whines

John: Ok. I think she's leaving.

Bernard pants

are you an Alpha?

Alpha plus. H—how did you...

Can you get us through the barrier?

What? He pants

if I take you to the barrier, will you take us through?

Y—yeah. Yes.

Ok. — yes, I can do that.

Good. That's really good.

Is your truck charged?

What the hell you want with my truck?

Wait. Wait. Wait. More of them.

Ah, shit.

That's my wife.

Y'all need to get the fuck outta here.

Don't go out there.

Sorry, sorry...

What are you doing home, baby? — I live here.

Betty's house is full of smoke.

Well, I missed you. It's good to see you, baby.

Kendruh: Drinking without me?

The keys.

Kendruh: Jerk! You motherfucker! — pope: No one's in there. Calm down.

Kendruh: That slut in my house again!

Let go of me!

Linda! — shh.

I'll kill you, bitch! — just calm down.

Kendruh: Get the fuck off of me!

Got 'em.

Ok. Come on. Get him up. We gotta move. Mum? Now!

Sheila: Stand aside. — can't do that.

Now!

Let's go! Come on.

Gunshots — Linda gasps

mum! Get in the car!

Indistinct yells — come on!

Linda: Come on. Get in.

John: Come on!

Engine starts

music: "Edge of seventeen" by Stevie nicks

♪ ...singing, ooh ooh ♪

Tyres screech

♪ just like the white— winged dove... ♪

♪ ...said ooh ♪

♪ and the days go by like a strand in the wind ♪

♪ /n the web that is my own, /begin... ♪

Linda: Behind you.

♪ Said to my friend, baby ♪

♪ nothin ' else mattered... ♪

Get down! — gunshot

she gasps

♪ more than a baby then... ♪

Linda: John?

♪ Well, he seemed broken—hearted ♪

♪ something within him ♪

♪ but the moment... ♪

Man screams

she gasps

♪ ...on him all alone ♪

♪ on the edge of ♪

♪ seventeen ♪

Just turn here.

♪ Just like the white— winged dove ♪

♪ sings a song, sounds like she's singing ♪

♪ ooh, baby, ooh ♪

♪ said ooh ♪

♪ just like the white— winged dove ♪

♪ sings a song, sounds like she's singing ♪

♪ said ooh, baby, ooh ♪

♪ said ooh ♪

♪ well, / went today ♪

♪ maybe / will go again tomorrow ♪

♪ yeah, yeah, well the music there ♪

♪ well, it was hauntingly familiar ♪

John: You have no idea where we're going, admit it.

Linda: Trust me. They'll block the road to the hotel—...

John: What about the barrier?

Linda: Just get us as close to the launch pad—...

John: Fuck that! I'm not going anywhere near there.

Linda: What is that?

Slow down.

John: Those are Sheila's people. — Linda: Oh, shit! I told you.

John: Fuck!

Linda: Get ready. We may have to make a run for it.

There's room on the shoulder.

John. What are you doing? — shh.

Come on. You gotta just stay calm.

Indistinct shouting

John, no. John!

Don't. You. Move.

Indistinct shouting

He breathes heavily

they're coming back, right?

Are they coming back?

He screams

Bernard! Act your level.

You took the last soma.

What?

What is it?

He screams fuck!

I feel terrible!

We'll have soma soon, ok? These people are gonna help us.

These people...

He grunts

what are you doing? — acting my level.

Bernard, you don't know how. Stop!

I watched the bus driver. It's not complicated.

I'm getting us away from these people who shoot you and burn you.

They saved our lives.

The woman, Linda... — she's a killer! They all are.

She's one of us.

She's from new London.

She's a mother!

She's a beta plus.

Same as me.

You'll believe anything they say, won't you?

Distant shouting

Linda: John. John!

Wait. — I'm not dying for them.

This is our chance to go home.

Jesus, when are you gonna stop?

You're not one of them, look at yourself.

I am a beta plus. — you're a drunk.

You're right.

And I'm a shit mother.

But I am not a liar.

I am a beta plus and your father is an Alpha plus.

He was the warden—— — warden of the savage lands. It's a lie.

And I let you tell it

because it's the only thing that ever made you happy.

But now it's gonna get us fucking killed, so I'm done.

What the fuck was that? What was that? You're taking their drugs now too?

You don't know what it's like.

She sighs

you don't.

Come with me.

Even if you don't believe me, come with me.

You've seen what the barrier does to a person, right?

Yes, and Bernard can get us through. — oh...

He's an Alpha. That's how it works. — bullshit!

There's no pain there, John.

No fear. Everyone fits.

No one's ever alone.

I want that for you. I've always wanted that for you.

Don't you wanna know who you are?

Please don't make me choose.

Lenina: Bernard? — Bernard: I'm doing it!

Lenina, I'm doing it. I'm driving! I'm driving the auto—car!

Wait. How, how does it... — Bernard! Make it stop.

Don't shout at me, it's not responding. — Bernard.

Bernard: Just shh. Lenina, please.

I said don't move it. You're moving!

They said don't move. — please... car. Stop.

Stupid savage technology! — shh, Bernard!

Bernard: Why isn't it doing what it's told! — pop music plays

music plays in distance

oh, shit.

Music blares — don't shout at me, lenina!

They shout indistinctly

I don't know... — stop it!

Stop it right now!

Do you wanna get yourselves killed? Come on. Get out.

John: Get out of the car. — It's broken. It's not me.

Gunshot

gunshot

get out! Right now! — I can do it...

Come on. Let's go. Let's go. — gunshots

gunshot

Bernard: We... we're lost, aren't we? — Linda: It can't be much farther.

We just need to stay off the road.

Alright. Just one foot in front of the other.

I drove the auto—car. You saw.

Yes. Very impressive.

Look at me.

Where is it?

Where is what? — my soma. The soma, you...

I'm a counsellor. I can see it in your eyes.

She sighs

last one.

Come on. — I can walk myself, thank you.

I keep thinking about that woman.

Madysun? The one that you...

Don't talk.

What are you doing?

Stop that.

Is this...

This can't be how you people feel. She pants

welcome to the real world.

Stop it.

Stop crying. — how?

I—I don't... you just stop.

Just stop.

Stop.

No. Just...

He sighs

stop.

So, what's it like there? — new London?

He scoffs I thought you knew.

She sighs I do.

I just wanted to know if it was the same?

Course. He sniffs

nothing ever changes.

Yeah. I have.

She chuckles you know, time passes here.

There's nothing anyone can do about it.

I just wondered if...

I mean, if I would still fit. — just stop this.

What? You don't believe me? — It doesn't matter what I believe.

I don't control the barrier.

Indra does.

Lenina: You're too many people at once.

You save us, you don't.

You're violent, you're gentle. You're angry, you're scared.

I'm not. — impulsive.

Yeah. Primitive. Savage.

I didn't say that. — yeah. You don't need to.

You people come here, gawk at us, judge us, fly the fuck home.

I know exactly what you think of me.

I think that you're...

Go on. — gunshot

she screams — shit!

Mum! Stay down!

Gunshots — mum, go! Let's go!

Come on!

Gunshot

gunshots — John: Run!

Gunshots

man yells — John: Lenina!

Lenina gasps

let's go, John. We've gotta go.

I won't make it. — Bernard: It's the last one. Hurry.

Lenina, there's nothing we can do. The rocket's leaving, we...

Abandoned.

That's the worst.

Linda: You can do it.

Please, John. Come on. Come on, we gotta go.

Gunshot

She pants — you ok?

She pants yes.

Let's go home.

Sheila: You.

You go back there...

You tell your kind we will not suffer for their amusement anymore.

Beyond this barrier, they will find only death.

Do you understand me?

We are free people.

This is our land!

Even better.

Oh, look. There it is.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

What is it?

Linda breathes heavily

it's new London.

She gasps

I knew I'd see it again.

What are they gonna do to us?

Mum?

Don't call me that.

John: Mum?

Mum?

Low rumble

mum?

Mum.

Mum!

Mum!

Mum!

Door opens

turns out, I rather enjoy decontamination.

Who knew?

My shoulder's fixed. Good as new. Didn't feel a thing.

Soma.

Fully restocked.

For next time I try to drive.

What do we do now?

Well, we go home.

Um, they'll send a gamma up shortly to, uh—...

No, uh, after that?

Not just...

Home and work.

After that, after today, how do we...

What do we do?

What we've always done.

What did she say to you?

What did... what did who?

That Sheila woman. At the barrier.

We were leaving and you turned back and—...

I don't think so. — well, no. I saw you.

You... turned back and...

She spoke to you. What did she say?

Oh, yeah, I don't... I don't remember.

Um, she said she, um...

She was rambling. Raving, as they do.

Uh, she said... she said, um...

That we shouldn't go back there anymore.

You know, they're quite territorial, actually.

Um, something about they... They're free people now.

Free from what?

Why are we talking about this?

They're savages, lenina. They don't even understand themselves.

Where is she?

I know you're out there! Where the fuck is she?

Where is she?

I wanna see her!

I wanna see her now!

He whimpers where's my mum?

Where is she?

Where is she...

Where is she!

You show her to me! Now!

Door opens

he's asking to see her.

There's nothing to see.

These people don't cope with death.

They don't understand it.

They've been conditioned to fear it.

They go mad.

He's going mad as it is.

Indulge their grief...

It becomes something else.

Something...

Permanent.

Useless.

Trust me.

In the interest of stability.

I've seen it before.

So have I.

He grunts

where is she!

Glass sha'ite rs

where is she?

Where is she, you motherfuckers!

She gasps

where the fuck is she?

Lemme out of here!

She gasps — John: I wanna see her!

Let me the fuck outta here!

She gasps

John whimpers: I wanna see her.

I wanna see her.

Where am I?

John?

John?

Where am I?

Where am I?

Mustafa: You're home, John.

Who are you?

M u sta fa: Welcome.