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They need to be sprayed so it doesn't
spread from plant to plant

and ruin our whole harvest.

I see it now.

I'll go get the sprayer.

It's already done.

This food is our survival, Mal.

Without it, we starve.

You must learn how to tend it.

All right.

Enough lessons for today. Run along.

Remember, Mal, never eat anything from
the outside.

Ever.

Do you understand?

I know where you're going.

To the ruins of the old city.

Again.

Your mother warned you about going
there. You know why?

Don't you?

Move, sir.

It's because the woods are filled with
the Beans.

Big, smelly ones.

With razor teeth and claws like hooks.

They hunt in packs, you know. They
follow you, and they corner you, and

they... The Beans all died a long time
ago, in the camp.

Grandfather said so. He just tells you
that so you won't be scared.

Why do you think he keeps fixing all the
perimeter traps?

This is for animals, sir.

Believe what you want to believe.

But you should know this.

The being's favorite food is sulcan
children who wonder whether or not it's

supposed to. And when those monsters are
done with you, there's not even enough

left over to bury.

There is nothing wrong with your
television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We
are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the
vertical. We can delude you with a

channels or expand one single image to
crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our
imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, We will control all
that you see and hear.

You are about to experience the odd
mystery which reaches from the deepest

mind to the outer limits.

Our most powerful instinct is self
-preservation.

But what happens when fear and mistrust
twist that drive into a force more

destructive than any outside enemy?

Today, along with our freedom, we
reclaim the names that we were given at

birth but never dared speak aloud while
we were in the camp.

I stand before you not as

Prisoner 98801.

I am Rebecca, named by my mother from
the ancient Book of Wisdom.

Who else will throw off their slave
names?

Speak your true name so that everyone
can hear. I am David, and this is Isaac.

The elders tell me it means...

The one who laughs.

Isaac.

I'm Ruth.

My mother named me after her own mother.

And I'm Caleb.

The elders said it means faithful one.

Joshua.

Henry.

If there's anyone we should honor today,
it's your mother.

We would have never made it out of the
camp without her, bravely.

Fight them!

Fight!

We

would

have remained slaves forever, working in
that camp.

Your mother saved us.

She died a hero.

Now tell me.

What name will you go by?

It would have to be a pretty name.

Strong. To suit you.

Well, we'll just have to think of
something, won't we?

My name is Alec.

And we'll be naming things Rebecca.

What do we call these useless ruins
we've journeyed so far to find?

Surely not the promised land that the
elders spoke of. We haven't explored it

all yet. It's a junkyard.

We've been out of the camp for a week.
And we're worse off than when we were

prisoners. Well, if you'd rather starve
in your prison bed than go back to it,

the rest of us have to find food that's
safe to eat.

Father, I'm hungry.

You want food?

I'll show you food.

We're surrounded by it.

Don't be stupid.

You know everything beyond the walls of
the camp was poisoned by the aliens

during the war. Look around you.

The trees and plants have grown back.

What if the stories they told us about
poisoning the food is just a lie?

Like everything else they told us. The
natural food was uncontaminated. Don't

you think that they'd have fed us with
it instead of the scraps that we got?

They'd have gotten more work out of us
if we were healthy and strong.

You see, the food is fine.

What they poisoned was our mind. No,
wait.

Please, don't let your hunger ruin your
head.

Please, David, for your son's sake.

I'm starving, Rebecca. What have we got
to lose?

Wait. Please.

Please.

I know you're hungry. It'll only make
you sick. Please, you've got to be

We will find real food soon, I promise.

Where's Ma?

He was here earlier.

He helped me most of the morning. I told
him he could go.

Arthur! There is only so much
information the boy can absorb at a

And I'm afraid farming doesn't interest
him much.

I know what does interest him.

That old city. I don't think there's
anything to worry about.

Just some old junk.

What if he gets lost?

What if one of those old buildings
collapses?

We'd never be able to find him. He'll be
fine. He's just exploring.

You know, it can't be easy for him
living here with no friends, no children

own age to play with. Sometimes I wish
our ancestors had gone on one of those

last transport ships and gotten out of
here like everyone else.

Yes. Well, they were a stubborn plot.

Didn't want to give up what they started
here, I suppose.

I know it's not been easy for you
either.

Not since we lost Saren.

I understand.

I miss him too.

And the boys miss their father.

I can't help thinking his illness.

Could have been cured back on the home
planet.

We could have bought him a place on one
of the renegade supply ships.

He wouldn't leave us.

He was a good man.

I know sometimes it seems hard and
lonely here, but...

Our ancestors probably did us a favor.
Things would have been worse on a

resettlement colony. At least here we
have land to call our own, a good food

supply. And Mal will learn in time that
it's not so bad here.

After all, you turned out all right.

Yes. Yes.

My stomach hurts.

You must stay down. You're burning up
your feet.

I've got to find Isaac. Isaac will be
fine.

Are you impressed?

Ruth?

Thank God you're all right. I didn't
know where you'd gone.

The fruit made them sick.

Run to the system and get me some water.

Come on, Isaac.

Breathe for me.

Maybe you have a purpose beyond this
place.

Maybe we all do.

May the Lord watch over all our souls.

And ours.

What is it?

Come on.

It's getting away.

It shouldn't be too hard to follow the
trail.

What about the six worms?

Come on, we'll come back for them.

What is it?

I think it's a farm.

The elders used to talk about them.

People lived on them in the old days.

They grew things.

There must be food here.

The whole lot of them.

They were on the old city and they saw
me.

Then they chased me through the woods.

They were trying to eat me, just like
Strauss said.

What have you been told? Telling him?

Nothing.

You know, he's just making this up so
you won't punish him.

I am not. They chased me all the way
here.

Liar. That's enough, Char.

What have I told you about leaving the
property?

Mother, the baby... I am not interested
in fantastic stories. We are talking

about disobeying.

Go outside and look. You'll see them. Go
to your room, Ma 'al.

Grandfather?

Disobeying is one thing.

Telling lies is another.

It's not a lie.

They're out there.

In the woods.

behind us. Let's go.

David.

You scared us to death. What are you
doing?

I sat back there in the city watching
the others die.

And I wanted to die myself, but for some
reason I didn't.

Maybe I didn't eat as much of the fruit,
or maybe it's what you said.

Maybe I have a purpose.

Did you see them?

No, I didn't.

They're hiding.

A couple of big ones and one that's
smaller like me. Now that would be

Shut up!

Go back and help your mother with the
meal.

We don't believe in either thing.

The beings all died hundreds of years
ago, as I've told you many times before.

How do you know?

When our people first landed here, in my
great -grandparents' time, they came in

peace. They brought gifts and offerings.

But the beings attacked and killed many
of them.

Then... was the war.

Our people won, but it was a bitter
struggle.

Every living thing on this planet was
poisoned.

That's why we can only eat the food we
grow ourselves.

If the beings are all dead, then what
was chasing me?

They've gone back inside.

We're safe.

Perhaps, but for how long?

What are you so worried about? They
didn't find us.

They didn't look very hard.

Well, maybe they didn't believe the
small one.

And maybe they did.

And they're just waiting until there's
enough of them to come back and look

harder.

Or maybe what we saw is all there is.

The one with the weapon and the small
ones.

Is there any more that have come after
us?

I remember those weapons.

From the camp.

I think we should go back to the others.

They're depending on us to get food. We
can't go back with empty hands.

What is it?

Food.

Cooking over an open flame.

So they sit there eating their fill.

While we lose our children to starvation
and disease, disease that they visited

on this planet.

Generations of our people have suffered
at their hand.

I can't bring my son back, but I can do
something in his memory.

I think we go in and we take what is
rightfully ours.

I'm sorry I lost my patience with you,
but you must learn to follow the rules.

For your own good.

Well, what is it?

I was just wondering about the beings.

Grandfather said in the old days we had
to kill them all because they were

attacking our people.

Yes.

But didn't they live here first?

I'm going to go out and check the
property. Stay here with Mal. Cha, come

me.

I heard Caleb scream. He must have
triggered some device.

It was like knives going through him.

We have to go back and find Rebecca. She
couldn't make it out.

And end up like Caleb.

I'll take my chance.

The traps could be anywhere.

There must be a way back into that farm.

All right, you stay here with the girl.

You're a brave one, but I don't think
rocks are a match for what they've got.

Just stay here with her until I get
back.

The rocks would have sprung if it was
wired.

Come on, hurry.

I know we're all hungry, but we have to
save some.

You're telling how long it's going to
last?

Not for long.

We have to find a way to improve our
odds next time we go in. It's not going

be next time.

They'll be waiting for us. What about
the rest of our people?

Don't we have to get back there soon?

We've got to get him some of this food.
It's pointless.

There was no one left alive when I set
out.

I need your strength.

Besides, you earned it.

It was so smart of you to use the locks
to spring the traps.

I know I can't take the place of your
mother.

But I can be your friend.

When the stars were out and the world
was full of hope, the people roamed free

and hunted and cooked great feasts.

Goodnight.

The food is gone and so is Ruth. She
couldn't have taken it if she wouldn't.

Oh, wouldn't she?

Who's always arguing against raiding the
farm? Who's always saying we should

turn back?

It doesn't make sense. Where would she
go?

Maybe to the aliens.

Why? She's terrified of them.

Maybe so terrified she thinks that
giving herself up to them and betraying

the only chance of her survival.

All right, we've got to move before they
find us. Move?

Where? Either that or we strike now.

The two of us? And a child?

With rocks and sticks against hidden
traps and beam weapons?

There's no choice!

We've got no food!

Don't you think I know that?

I'm sorry we're in this mess.

I'm sorry Ruth ran out on us, and I'm
sorry about your son.

But I've got Tali to think about now.

And making stupid decisions out of
desperation is not going to help her or

They killed one of our people in cold
blood.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure what happened
to Caleb was planned. It could have been

a... Sure, except for animals.

Well, that's what we are to them.

I think they're the animals.

The promised land is right here.

And as long as it's within my reach, I
will not go hungry for another day. I'm

not asking that. I'm just saying maybe
there's a way to get what we want

a war.

There's been too much dying.

We do not presume to judge

this being.

Would bear him no malice

Therefore

we grant him a burial the same as we
would one of our own

And we grant him the liberation of his
life force. May his spirit be freed.

Why

is

this happening?

Why now? Why us?

Because we're here and we have what they
want. I don't understand.

For as long as I can remember, you've
always told us that all the beings died.

It seems I was mistaken.

I apologize.

Apologize?

For what?

That's why you believe, Ma.

That's why you haven't been surprised by
any of this. I knew there were labor

camps from the war days, producing fuel
for the ships. I knew that some of the

beings were kept alive to work in them.

But the camps closed a hundred years
ago.

Not all of them.

Why would anyone keep the camps going
after the Great Army moved on?

The wars they were using the slave labor
for ended long before I was even born.

The camps were automated, run by
androids. They were programmed to

discontinue operations once the camps
became obsolete.

You mean kill all the beings?

Some of them must have survived somehow.

How do you know all this?

Our great -grandparents.

believed the record keepers didn't tell
us the whole story about our landing on

this planet.

They believed our ships attacked without
warning. They defied government orders

by trying to hide the beings and help
them escape.

This was their penance.

And now it's ours.

You knew all this?

And you never told anyone?

good would it have done.

But I can promise you this.

The mistakes of the past will not be
repeated.

The beings have caused us only pain.

I will defend this family whatever the
cost.

Go back to the house.

Protect the boy.

Go on, get out of here!

Ruth!

Where did you go? Come on, we gotta get
him out of here.

You alright?

I'm fine.

Take the food and go.

I can't leave you here.

I'll stay with them.

You go.

being, mother.

The smaller one like me.

Did I kill her?

I don't know.

All I know is that you saved your
brother's life.

You should be very proud.

How is it, mother?

I'm fine, grandfather.

When you're finished, secure the doors
and windows.

Cha and I will go out back and guard the
barn. They'll go after the food supply

first. What if we just gave them some
food?

Maybe they'd go away.

They'll never go away.

You think the worst of me.

Why do you care what I think?

I was afraid.

Can't you understand that?

I didn't think.

I just took the food and ran.

But I'm not afraid anymore?

No.

Then you're not just a traitor.

You're also stupid.

David, wait!

Stop it!

Stop it, both of you!

Talia's fighting for her life.

What are we doing?

Fighting among ourselves.

We risked our lives to break away from
the camp so our children could have a

chance to live in freedom.

So help me.

If Talia survives this, that's the life
she will have.

I'm not willing to just survive anymore.

I'm going back over that fence.

And I don't just want loot.

I want justice.

Caracara!

No!

No!

What mercy did you show my people?

My son who died in one of your prison
camps.

It's healing

Maybe

it just

needs more time

It is one of the great mysteries of
existence, how the smallest drop of

understanding can cleanse a sea of
mistrust and hate.