All language subtitles for -The.Occupant.2025

Why are you cutting them off?

They're dying.

You've got to give them a chance to recuperate.

Mum would always make something of them.

I think you had about ten of those in your storybook.

Abby, foreign private clinics,

they don't abide by the same ethical standards as we do.

And what's so ethical about letting someone die?

The odds of your sister beating this,

they were always small.

Given the recent complications, it's just made things worse.

They can't promise you anything.

How do you plan to pay for this?

Did you find anything?

We've been out here for long enough.

Let's go.

You've got so much potential, Abby,

and now you're scrounging for nuclear material on the Russian border.

This is the only way we can pay for the clinic, dad.

We've gone over this.

Can I just get an advance payment?

Abby, I--I'm really sorry.

I wish I could do something.

I'm sure you'll find something eventually.

Nothing.

Ugh, that's not part of our sector.

Come on, Abby.

We are not going in there.

I'm not leaving until I get paid.

Abby, there could be wild animals here.

Then just go wait in the car.

I'll be fine. Just give me the gun.

Shit.

37.0 c

Body temperature.

Dad, I found something extraordinary.

I've never seen anything like it.

We could sell it to cover Beth's immunotherapy.

Dad? What's wrong?

I'm so sorry, Abby.

They are going to sedate her.

Your sister's in so much pain.

It's unbearable.

They think it's only a matter of days now.

Listen, don't let them convince you

into doing anything we haven't already planned.

I'm--I'm coming home.

We'll find a way--

Dad?

Oh, no.

Okay.

Sergi!

I need to go home.

Right now.

There are other sectors we can try after the winter.

I--I don't think I'm coming back.

What's wrong?

Is it your sister?

No.

My sister's fine.

Just--my dad's not listening to me.

Abby?

All my luck.

You will be home soon.

Golf Echo 2295...

...we are airborne and are heading to Tbilisi.

Wishing you a good night.

Goodbye.

This is Ossetia.

My family lived here.

But they were forced out 15 years ago.

Are you allowed to cross it?

No, the Russians.

It's in occupied territory.

But we will get as close as possible.

Why would you do that?

To remind them

who this valley belongs to.

Wow. Starlings?

At this altitude?

Adjusting course.

Let's see if they adjust their path.

They are getting closer.

Radio communication is interrupted.

We have to land.

Engine is stalling.

Loosing altitude.

Altitude 800 meters.

Insufficient speed.

Altitude 500 meters.

Prepare for impact!

Altitude 200 meters.

Brace for impact.

Altitude 100 meters.

Altitude 50 meters.

Pull up.

Ah!

Altitude 25 meters.

Even before you could walk,

your mother and I used to joke that

we no longer shared this house with two adorable girls,

but with one eight-legged monster instead.

It was a hideous beast.

It had a...

set of noses, four eyes, four ears.

But only one heart.

I don't want you to have any regrets.

I'll be back before she even realises I'm gone.

Just don't do anything rash without me, okay?

Dad, promise me.

Guys?

Guys?

Are you--

Oh, my God.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Use this...

for pressure.

For pressure.

Oh, my God.

Lasha, my co-pilot?

He didn't make it.

I'm sorry.

Call for help. Behind.

Behind. Behind.

Yeah. This?

- Yes, yeah. - Okay, tell me.

- Tell me when. - That--there.

This one?

Hello? Can anyone hear us?

We've had--we've had a crash.

We require immediate medical assistance.

Please, it's an emergency.

Hello?

It's completely dead.

Fuck.

Looks like the closest road is 60K south.

I'm gonna make sure people know we're here.

It's gonna be okay.

You'd have to be blind not to see it.

I haven't found anything to eat yet,

but it's time to change your bandage...

Okay.

60K south.

Let's fucking go.

Hello? Does anyone copy?

Hello? Does anyone read me?

Main battery.

Channel mode. Channel one,

Okay.

Can you hear me?

Channel two.

Is anyone receiving this?

Channel three.

I've come down near South Ossetia.

If you're receiving, please respond.

Channel four.

If you're receiving this, please respond.

Come on. Come on.

Please. Anyone--can anyone hear me ?

Hello?

Hello, yes.

Yes, I can hear you.

Hello? Can you hear me?

Holy shit. You're English?

Please tell me you're real.

Yes. Yes.

I--I can hear you.

I can--did--did you hear me?

Did--did you hear my location?

Your location.

I'm sorry, lady.

I don't even know where I am.

What--what do you mean? What happened?

My engine suddenly failed out of nowhere.

I made us crash land, but that's all I can remember.

So, are you alone?

Yes.

And what about you?

Where are you?

Fuck.

Shit.

- Hello? - Yes.

Yes. Hi, I'm here.

Um...

Okay, so, did you--did you see anything as you came down?

I saw trees,

a big lake just before I crashed.

A lake? That's it?

Fuck.

What?

My legs are caught.

I'm totally trapped.

Are you bleeding?

It's hard to tell.

I can't see them.

Though, it doesn't feel great.

Okay, look, these--

these radios don't reach that far,

so you must be close.

The fuck are the chances of us

both coming down in the same area?

Okay, my long-range radio's gone to shit.

It could be a branch at the antenna,

but I can't get to it.

Okay, so, if I can fix your antenna,

then we can both be rescued.

I think I found your lake.

It's looking like 30 kilometres north of here.

Still shorter than going south.

Wait.

You're not thinking about coming this way.

No. You know, that's too dangerous.

What's your name?

John.

All right, John.

My name's Abby.

I'm on my way.

Abby, I don't think this is a good idea.

You should be heading south.

That's the safer bet.

At this point, I'm willing to take my chances.

Going south would cost me at least three days.

Coming north is no man's land,

and you could even cross into occupied territory.

I just need to find the quickest way home.

And right now, you're my best option.

Okay.

I'm sure you know what you're doing.

So, what is a nice English girl like yo u

doing all the way out here?

I'll give you a clue.

It's got to do with rocks.

Geologist?

Bingo.

Are you looking for uranium?

That's a wild guess.

Oh, so I'm right.

Uranium.

There's a lot of money in that.

So, what, is this the beginning of a guilt trip?

Well, no.

I--I just didn't figure you're the type.

Type?

You don't know anything about me.

Go on.

What would you possibly know?

Hey, relax.

I'm just trying to make conversation.

Trust me, I'm in no place to take the moral high ground.

Look, all right.

The money's not for me.

It's for my sister.

Is she in trouble?

She's dying.

I'm so sorry, Abby.

That's a tough break.

But there's always that one-in-a-million chance, right?

There's nothing left to fight for, Abby.

You've done all you can.

It's time to let go now.

Everyone else has given up on her.

I'm the only one still fighting.

Yeah, I would do the same thing.

Well, she's lucky to have you.

You would not believe what I'm looking at right now.

I'm gonna have to find another way around.

All right.

Well, I'll--I'll make sure to keep the coffee warm.

Okay.

Hey, John.

How are you holding up?

Well, the pain in my legs is gone,

but I think that's just 'cause I can't feel my lower half anymore.

Give me some good new s .

You must be in a Hilton now

trying to find some rubles to give the bellboy.

Well, I'm currently sheltered by sticks.

So, it's not quite the same.

What the hell?

You know, there's no reason

to feel guilty about your work.

We should grab any opportunity that we find on our path, right?

I mean, one day a geologist might discover

a cure for cancer in some rock.

After all, it's been around a lot longer than we have.

I think I've got you sussed.

You're an American Air Force pilot.

What gave it away?

My state-of-the-art surveillance jet?

You're out here alone in the Caucuses.

Bit full of yourself.

I'm what now?

Oh, come on. Admit it.

It's the first thing I thought when I spoke to you.

Okay.

All right.

I've been nailed.

What were you doing before the crash?

Reconnaissance?

What, you expect me to blabber state secrets ?

Yes. To the whole forest.

Well, I'm still naively assuming

that we might just make it out of here alive.

Aren't you?

Morning, sunshine.

You still with us?

Of course.

Wanna know my trick for dealing with this kind of predicament ?

What?

I'll imagine I'm somewhere else.

Like a warmer, happy place.

I'm smiling.

Shouldn't you be conserving battery?

Great.

It should be some place like

my uncle's shore house in New Jersey.

I'd have no problem spending all my days there.

So, what's your happy place?

Where would your mind take you?

Fuck.

Oh, fuck.

John, I've hit a wall.

I can't go around it.

I'm gonna get stuck here if the sun goes down.

What am I supposed to do?

Okay, uh, listen,

if--if you need to turn back, I understand.

No, no.

Look, I've come all this way,

and I--

Besides, I've already lost two days.

Hey, you did your best.

I mean, I'm grateful you even tried.

I'm sure you'll be okay.

She won't.

You can't save everyone, Abby.

For fuck's sake, John.

I don't need your

or anyone else's sensible advice right now.

What I need is words of encouragement.

I need you to tell me that I will pull through this

and that a goddamn limestone wall

is not gonna stop me from being with my sister again.

And what I need to hear

is that I was right for coming here,

that I was right for doing this,

and that no matter what,

even if there is only 1% chance,

that you should never give up.

Ever.

Okay.

It's your choice.

Good luck.

John, this last bit,

I--I can't get up.

Oh, is the mountain not cooperating ?

There's just absolutely nowhere

for my foot to grip.

That's a real shame, Abby.

You were one of my favourites.

What?

John, what did you say?

John!

Okay, come on.

Come on, come on.

You can make it.

Abby, you can't expect miracles.

You know the real world doesn't work like that.

Oh, my God.

Oh, please hold.

Hey, Abby.

You need to be careful and stop drawing attention to yourself.

What the fuck, John?

You completely left me hanging.

You realised you crossed into occupied territory ?

Headed towards what I think

is a military base, about five, six--

Like a lamb to the slaughter.

What?

You know who controls this area ?

The Russians won't help you, Abby.

You'll be lucky if they don't shoot you on sight.

You know what goes on here, right?

I mean, why haven't you seen another soul in so long?

What do you think's gonna happen

when you bump into a Russian soldier?

He's gonna share his rations with you

and then give you a ride to the airport

and go--

12/13/2016

Your sister's in so much pain.

It's unbearable.

I'm not afraid of what's coming.

All I want is for us to be together

for as long as it lasts.

If I quit now,

I get my taste back,

so we can go ransack dad's wine cellar again.

We can fall asleep together every single night.

And then, one day, I just won't wake up anymore,

and that's it.

And that's okay.

Will you please give me that?

Of course.

We can drink all the wine we want.

But not before you're in remission.

Gotta go get this flight.

Abby,

whatever you tell yourself,

please don't fool yourself into thinking

you're doing this for me.

Don't move. Don't move.

Don't move.

Give me the gun.

Ivan!

Your backpack. Give me your backpack.

Ivan!

Ivan?

Who is Ivan?

Where is Ivan?

You found one, too?

Fool. You were one of my favourites.

This...

Ivan?

Abby, you're alive!

I thought I'd lost you.

Who are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Don't you want to see Beth again?

Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Are you Russian?

You Russki?

Uh-huh.

I was looking for shelter.

There's a storm coming.

I also spoke to Ivan.

Huh.

But he told me his name is John.

Okay.

I don't know what he is, but we can't trust him.

I'm gonna go with you to your base across the lake.

You understand?

You will say that I saved you?

Uh-huh.

And you'll explain to them

that it's you and me together?

Okay?

All right. That's--

That's that.

Motherfuck.

Can you walk?

Will the ice be hard enough?

We can't stay here.

We need help.

Come on.

Bitch.

Come on!

Stay back!

Back off.

We both fall in.

Hey!

Where are you?

I know exactly how you feel right now.

It was the same for me.

Even after all this time,

I still remember it like it was yesterday.

After my plane crashed,

I watched my crew die one by one.

My heart rate went down.

The cold was seeping into my bones.

I knew that this was the end.

But with my last breath...

...I found deliverance.

Oh! I'm on my way.

I'm on my way.

Come on. Don't be shy.

Don't be shy.

Oooh.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey!

Over here!

Help!

Help me!

Abby!

Abby!

Where are you?

You need to come home!

Please!

You made it.

I really thought you would end up just like the rest of them.

It was you.

The crash wasn't an accident.

Why did you lure me here?

All decisions leading here were your own.

From the moment you decided to pick up that fragment,

you thought it was extraordinary.

And you were right.

The so-called inanimate world is actually a highly complex system

beyond anything humans can understand.

What the hell are you?

I'm a survivor,

just like you.

I was given a choice:

die or be merged with this incredible system.

I was able to look death at the eyes

and carry on living...

for another 65 years.

You're being offered that same privilege,

to become its occupant.

No, I don't want this.

No, I--I don't want any of this.

I never wanted any of this.

This is it.

This is that one in a million.

Please.

I just want to go home.

You are home.

What are you doing?

I've seen how you fear death.

You thought you could defeat it yourself,

but this is the only way.

I don't care.

I'm not falling for any more of your tricks.

All your dreams can be realised.

And the only thing you need to do is surrender.

Your life permanently restored to what it was.

Before illness,

pain,

and death.

Beth?

Oh, good. You're up.

Grab the plates for me.

I'm making your favourite: mom's jerk chicken and rice.

I haven't burnt anything, I promise.

But I do hope you're hungry.

I've made a small mountain.

I have been fighting so hard to get back here.

But all of this...

It's--it's already gone.

What are you on about?

When mum died,

you gave your whole life to me.

And I just--

I just wanted to do right by you.

I would crawl

on my hands and my knees

if it meant that I could give you more time.

It's all I ever wanted.

But it never should have been about what I wanted.

Abby, stop.

If I get to be...

with you,

the real you,

even just for one moment,

it'll be okay.

What are you talking about, Abby?

I'm ready.

I'm ready to let you go.

Where the hell are you going?

Why would you go back into that cold again?

Everything you want is right here.

You're a fucking liar, John!

You have made so many innocent people suffer

just to try and justify your choice.

And what are you?

You left your sister when she needed you the most,

and now she's dying all alone

just because you couldn't face reality.

You really think you're better than me?

I know.

I know I was going down that path,

but...

now I realise it was the wrong one.

Without death...

...there is also no life.

Abby, please don't leave me.

Please come back.

I'm so scared.

Please, Abby, I don't want to die.

Help!

Abby?

Where am I?

You were in the hospital for two days.

You don't remember anything?

Only flashes.

How are you here?

It's my grandmother's home.

I'll ask her to make some food.

I need to go home.

Thanks.

What did your father say?

She's home.

That's good.

No?

There is a good flight from Istanbul to Belfast.

You will be at home tomorrow morning.

No one else was found, were they?

What?

You mean the other plane and the pilots?

Never mind.

Flight AK67 to London is departing in 15.. .

Hey, Beth sleepy.

Abby?

Is it really you?

The sedation can make her a little bit delirious.

Does this feel real to you?

It does.

Oh, Abby.

Oh, thank God, you're safe.

Of course.

I had to get back so we could finish

raiding dad's wine cellar.

Top priority.

Abby, I'm so sorry.

I'm not gonna make it to Christmas.

When your mother died,

you and your sister gave me the strength to carry on.

But this...

I can't bear it...

Abby, I think you should come now.

You all right, love?

You ready for this?

Okay.

It's okay.