Original subtitles

Faster, Al. We gotta go faster.

Faster!

I'm going as fast as I can, Toby. As fast as I can.

I think you need to see this.

Hope, it's the end of the line now.

What are we gonna do?

It's leg nuggets.

That's great. I love Abe. Take that, slug face.

Let me all slip through.

That's awesome.

Here's to Abe. Here's to Abe.

Yeah, Abe.

Oh, I love Abe.

Like, better than home.

But it's the only memory of her that I have.

You cannot face what's ahead if you choose to hold on to those strings of

oppression.

You must find and embrace your full voice.

You must do it!

She was real. She gave me these.

And no one else even remembers her. You are no longer a slave, Abe.

You have worn those your entire life.

But you and the others were under a spell, living your lives

inside of lies upon lies, until finally it was the terrible

truth you discovered.

That broke your mind free.

Now, now you must grow.

But how can I

just... Your voice must grow for the lies to fade. The spell that

deceived you must break entirely if you are to face...

What's coming?

But we're free now.

I just need some time. You have no time.

Your voice, they believed, trusted, followed, and it led them here.

But even you have yet to fully embrace it. But you must, you

must, now, or our chance will be lost.

You may have escaped the murderous blades, but not the shackles you chained

yourself. But it's over.

And Rupture Farms is burned down. And we're free now.

No, Abe. Not over.

Just beginning.

But I'm so tired. They're all tired. There is no rest.

But with some time, I... There is no time.

But we're safe now. Only for you few.

And only for this moment. But this moment is

over.

We're discovered.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry, Abe, but it really is up to you.

Now it begins, Abe.

The fate of your entire people is up to you.

Run! Run!

Run!

If you don't save yourself, you'll never save the others.

Run!

Dave?

Dave?

You know me?

Soon the whole... the whole odd world will know you.

I'm sorry.

I don't know how to help you.

But... You can.

You can help us all.

I thought I failed.

I thought I'd never meet you.

But you came.

And you found me.

You found me.

I'm so sorry.

I can't save you.

But you can.

You can save them all.

But the others are already dying.

Who?

Followers. Your followers.

They don't know.

None of you know.

Know what?

Fugitive morons burn down their own hideout?

It sounds idiotic, but that's exactly what it looks like.

Bad guama for burning down my farm.

Okay, first we whack that blue bastard.

Then we can finally clear my name and make things right with our creepy magot

cartel investors.

Those guys terrify me, boss.

That's why we're here. So we can get to Abe before they can get

to us. All right.

Now I want your sleek pals positioned all around this place because we are not

letting that Abe guy get away from us again.

You got it.

This note has found that I have failed.

But I have faith that whoever reads this has also escaped, cares for our cause,

and will finish what I could not.

This tape I hold must get to the monarch of Nona's aim.

He who freed the slaves of ruptured farms and has started the rebellion, he

know how the evil controls us all. The evil that has murdered me.

and so many others who have escaped.

I beg of you, Abe must see this.

I mean, we did kind of lose a lot of good guys back there.

Bunch of idiots couldn't stop one stinking slave.

A little harsh, maybe. But, I mean, I know you've been working your whole life

to retire on one of those mega luxury air yachts and all.

And I know this ape guy burned...

all up, and you can still afford one of them economy models.

You know, you might use them, but you ain't crappy.

Get us to Slick Barracks.

Do it!

Let's go.

Let's get out of here.

I don't want to be in here anymore.

I just don't.

Hey, but I don't know how you did it, but unbelievable.

Well, I tell you, he knows how to drive a train.

He swiped a manual out of shipping years ago.

He's been reading them ever since.

Well,

I was given this from a documented escapee from Necrominds.

He died looking for us.

That's terrible.

What's that?

A map?

Huh. I guess it is.

And this came with it.

Wow.

Creepy, right?

Yeah, creepy.

With his last breath, he said they're all dying.

Who's dying?

Our followers.

They're all dying.

What do you mean, our followers?

I think he means since we fled the farm.

Rumors have been spreading throughout the factories.

Mudokons have started escaping, and now they're trying to find us.

I told you that would happen!

Anything else?

I found some sick Mudokons. They escaped from other factories, but they were

dying. All of them were dying.

With their help, I discovered an antidote. I made some medicine, and it

them. But I still don't know why they got sick.

Nothing else?

He said we needed to... find the keeper.

What's the keeper?

Um,

what's it do with... I don't know.

Ooh, look at that.

Look, we're excited.

Even though the train is bouncing around, the light stays right on.

Necrom.

The Keeper?

I hope it ain't telling us. The Keeper is in Necrom.

Nobody wants to go to Necrom.

Slick Bear's coming up. What are we going to do?

I also found another guy.

He left a note for me.

Said we got to know what's on this tape.

Is that an old play the tape?

Not too old.

They're still using that communication output.

Okay, looky here.

Slick Bear's is the next stop on this line.

It should have a communication output, shouldn't it?

Yeah.

If we don't take out that comm tower, then every factory ahead of us,

Necromine, they're going to know we're coming.

But first, I've got to play this tape.

Yep, you got that tape.

and the end to labor escape whistleblowers and those costly PR

blowbacks.

Only Soulstorm Brew takes performance, chemical dependency, and profitability

entirely new levels and sustains them.

Our solution is simple.

Two brews a day keeps job performance at peak operability. But if that laborer

ever makes a run for it, Within 48 hours of not having access to our beloved

crew, their withdrawals will have kicked in and become so severe that in only

a few hours, the little wannabe whistleblowing ingrates will be dead.

Dying. They will not be running to cities because they will die before they

get there. They will not be meeting with union representatives because they will

never reach.

not be causing you PR nightmares because they will be dead. Oh, no.

The followers, they're all dying from the broom.

You freak!

You see all those pipes out there?

Those are the brew pipelines.

They start at South Point Rudy, where all that brew starts getting pumped out

all those factories across New Ghost.

Imagine that.

Hey, how'd you do?

We got problems.

You expect?

Gets worse?

Much, much worse.

I played it.

Awesome.

Now I know why the others are dying.

It's the brew.

It's killing them.

That's ridiculous. Brew never killed nobody.

We've been drinking it all our lives.

That's just it. It's when we don't have brews, that's when we get sick. Because

the brew, it's designed to kill us if we ever escape.

But we're okay and we escaped.

But only because you stashed bruise for us when we split the farm.

Then the train we stole had bruise on it. Then we got lots more.

But when we run out... We're screwed.

But you said you crafted a cure.

But only in little doses.

Not enough for a whole continent full of factories full of slaves.

And a lot more rumors will be spreading after what we've done today.

With lots more escapes and lots more dying.

I need to find the keeper.

We gotta get the necrom.

The next stop is...

Oh,

goodness me.

Pathetic, uneducated, smug of a slave.

Still managed to be alive.

I don't know, boss, but that creepy dude is... Some kind of supernatural, I tell

you. I wouldn't have believed it had I not seen it with my own eyes when my

frenzies got taken over by some kind of mind control and suddenly they start

blowing each other away.

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow.

It was so disturbing.

I don't know, boss, but maybe the brew ain't working on that one.

Brew was our insurance, our guarantee that would prevent... Anything like this

from ever happening.

But it is happening. And we're past that creep's expiration date.

Unless they had brew with them. How do you explain it?

Maybe the brewmaster's solution is failing us.

Welcome back to News Failure Blues.

Gluckin deceived his own investors after burning down his own farm for the

insurance moolah in a truly diabolical act.

Now we expect Glucks to be greedy. Heck, we even bank on it. But this Gluck

doesn't just take the cake. He steals the whole cake delivery blimp, then

a run for it. Here at the site of the once top performing meat farm on Mudos,

now just a smoldering disaster area, that it suffered massive casualties.

A charge some call the mass murder of a loyal labor force betrayed by the

Glocks. Hello, Mr. Morgan. Security Chief here.

Have you been able to reach the Brewmaster yet?

Sorry, sir, but the communication line seems to be down all along the Z line.

How often does that happen?

Only once that I know of, and that was a hurricane.

One other thing, though. There's this conspiracy theory floating around about

uprising at Rupture Farms.

Claims some PTSD slink survivors.

They've been rambling on about a supernatural slave took out Mullick's

escaped with the rest of the slaves.

Or is the brew failing us?

Uh, Mr. Morgan, I know we're in a creepy business digging up bones and stuff,

but sir, that's the most terrifying thing I have ever heard you say.

Keep trying to get a hold of the brewmaster.

Alert me when you get him.

They've always known you would come.

Do you know why you have?

Are you the keeper?

We're all keepers here.

Since the beginning.

What do all of you keep?

We keep the oldest things, eh?

Dangerous things.

Each other.

And the secret.

The secret?

Secret of crime. Hidden throughout time. Long since

buried in lies.

Lies you know as history.

A false history written in our blood.

These walls hold the memory of what happened.

What really happened. For the keepers remember

everything.

Their memories are most dangerous things.

Things that would threaten even the most powerful bloodlines that rule the

industries of Oddworld.

They would destroy this place if ever it were discovered.

This is why our keepers, their memories must...

remain hidden, must stay secret.

But only for so long as it takes you to unleash

what's coming.

What's coming?

What do they know?

They know what you need to know, Eve.

But you're unable to see it.

Just yet.

Just yet?

When you return with the stone of the dragon's eye, only then can you

see.

Return?

Return from where?

The depths.

Down there?

Down there.

Where you can return with the eye and receive the branding.

So you can see.

The branding?

Mm -hmm.

And it will go right...

There. You

can

return with the eye, Abe.

As long as you remember, they don't like the light.

Keeper?

Hello?

Go to the center of the ley cave.

Find yourself at the center.

Find yourself and see.

It's the only way you will know.

Forgive us if it was the only way.

To behold such terrible truth.

So much for a heart to bear.

Why would they?

How could they?

I'm so sorry, Abe.

But you needed to know who we really are.

What happened to us.

And what's at stake.

don't succeed.

You must taint the brew, Abe, for the brew is what keeps the rest

enslaved.

Break its spell with your remedy, or our kind will never

be free.

Break the spell, for what good is a poison?

That's a painting with a trickle.

We're getting low on bruise.

Whoa, shut that out.

Guys, it's worse than we thought.

What's that?

All we've been taught.

Our whole lives in the factories. Everything we thought we knew. It's all

The truth?

We're not just the schmucks we always thought we were. We're something much,

much more.

And, but... But right now, we gotta survive.

And what the keeper said we needed... You found the keeper?

I did.

And she told us what to do. But what she meant, I can't figure out.

Who? She?

What? Well, she was the oldest thing I've ever seen.

What's she saying?

She said we needed to take the proof, because it keeps us all enslaved.

But we knew that.

Say anything else?

She said, for what good is the poison if it's tainted with its cure?

But what does that mean?

Just doing that creepy stuff again.

Those are ingredients. I wrote them down when I was figuring out how to craft

medicine for the sick guys.

But I... The

ingredients, like they're all swirling into the brewery. Does it want us to mix

them into the brewery?

What good is a poison if it's tainted with its cure?

The brewery pumps brew out to all the factories in Mudos.

Maybe it's telling us to mix your medicine into the brew before it gets

out to all those factories.

But I only crafted the medicine in small doses.

How would we ever find enough to mix it for all those factories and all those

slaves? But you already got the recipe, and it's only five ingredients.

But how will we get enough to match Doge Bruno's biggest brewery?

How about Pico Depot?

Huh?

Pico Depot.

It's close by on the Z line, and its switch track is coming up.

But Pico's a freight yard, not a deep, dark abandoned mineshaft like where I

found the stuff.

I don't know, Abe. Anything manufactured on odd -world passes through places

like Pico Depot every day.

And all those ingredients you wrote down, I'm pretty sure they're all used

food, drugs, and makeup companies, aren't they?

I guess they are.

Toby, if we can get Abe into Pico Depot, then maybe we can get some favors from

some old buddies still slaving away there, and they can ID the red

and Abe can help him load them onto this train.

Then run this train right up that road.

Maybe that's it.

If we don't do this now... We gotta try.

Let's do it.

Looks like that egg guy tore up the place.

What's the next facility them tracks is headed to?

We gotta hurry.

Go faster!

If we don't stop that ape guy, I'll get blamed for this disaster down there too.

This is my nap hour.

Sorry to bother you, Mr. Astley, but there's these rumors been spread around

about uprisings and train hijackings.

You woke me for rumors? For silly conspiracy theories?

Well, but the guys, they're pretty freaked out. Dammit, there is no Abe

There is no uprising.

Moloch burned down his own damn farm. We know this because never in history has

a Mudokon beaten a Glukkon ever.

It makes you say stupid things.

For decades, my brew has ensured against such possibilities.

You dare suggest my brew isn't working?

But don't I pay you to suppress rumors?

Well, then...

Makes no sense.

My brew has always worked. There must be some other... Moloch.

Moloch! This is his doing. His plot has failed, and to save himself, he's trying

to blame my brew. That traitor!

Brewers is all we got to eat up in the brewery. But we're using up the last of

our stash, Abe.

I hope you got a plant, Abe.

Dare anyone question my recipe. It has never failed us. Never.

It must be Mulligan. Who else would be spreading these fake rumors, these

conspiracy theories?

What? Uh, sorry about it again.

What is it?

What?

Lookin', sir. They're kinda freaking out, pissed off and all, and they're

demanding you meet with them.

Demanding? You tell them.

They can wait.

Malik, I know he's behind this.

Come on, Poby.

Fast as I can.

What's happening?

Holy crap!

Screw this!

It's that ape guy right there!

now being added to recipe.

Congratulations!

A branded recipe is now mixing for pipeline distribution.

The new and improved brew will be automatically distributed to partner

factories.

here.

pricing as well.

You pathetic pawns.

Don't you see we've been betrayed?

This is Malik's doing.

His slaves didn't die in the farm.

He's using them as an army to take us all down.

He's a dregs, and right now, he's attacking my throne.

Blaming it all on the imaginary.

Peace, ladies.

and loyal sliggies all awaiting my command.

That's what he thinks he needs. I've got as many awaiting my command.

Well then, if we execute

our forces with precision, we'll thwart Mullet's plan, quash his fake rebellion,

and...

arms with his shock team just in time.

Good. Now that you're all here, come forth and get your orders.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Hey, guys. You want to get possessed by that supernatural freak wreaking havoc

out there?

Or are we flying to the Yamens and sipping frosty pomadas on a human being?

Yamens!

We stalled out hours ago. Why ain't they chasing us?

Well, we could hardly believe we really did what we really did today.

Maybe they can't either.

Huh.

So what else did you learn down there with that keeper?

So much. But we've got...

A mother.

All critters got mothers.

No, I mean, we all have the same mother. All of us. Reruption forms.

Is that even possible?

It has to be, because... Why would she... I don't know why she left us.

But I do know where she is.

Alive? We were all told our mothers...

We're dead.

They lied to us about everything. And she's not dead.

But she's... She's just... She's what, Dave?

She's in... Nolibab.

I don't even know no one who's ever even been to Nolibab. A city filled with

blocks. It just ain't right.

We gotta find her, because we need to know why she left us in that

horrible place.

And why she gave me these.