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(heartbeat
thumping)

(mysterious
music)

(baby crying)
(suspenseful
music)

(gun
clicks)

- How can you not
see?

They will bomb our
cities, burn them to the
ground.

How can you not
see?

(squelching)

(dissonant
music)

(man talking
indistinctly)

- [Man On Radio] A
nuclear attack is
commencing.

At this time, all
residents within a
400-mile radius

should seek a fallout
shelter.

This is not a
test.

(eerie
music)

(snarling and
growling)

(laser gun
firing)

(eerie
music)

(boy
groaning)

- [Sarah] You aren't a very good
alien.

- [Jimberly] Are you
excited?

- Of course I'm
excited.

I've been waiting my
whole life to be this
excited.

- I just hope you don't
die.

I mean, I hear the vacuum of
space

is a really bad place to
die.

People's veins explode
and their heads
explode,

and all kinds of other stuff
explodes.

- Well, I'll try not to
explode.

- That'd be
good.

(mysterious
music)

(Reporter talking
indistinctly)

- [Reporter] After traveling
lightyears

to escape an interstellar
war.

Upon the brutal
assassination of the
president of Earth,

the vice president took
over as commander in
chief

and gave the orders to bomb the
capital,

which was overrun by
aliens.

This brave act was
made to save human
lives

and put an end to Nuclear
Holocaust II.

Humans who sympathized with the
aliens

wore symbolic blue face
paint,

and to this day continue to
commit

horrific terrorist acts
against the government
of--

- Time for
dinner.

- [Reporter] These individuals'
sick minds

have been warped
by--

- [Dad] What are you
doing?

- [Sarah] A
dissection.

- This is what you
spend your allowance
on?

- It's science,
Dad.

I wanted to dissect a
cat, but it was too
expensive.

Almost
done.

- Come on, you can finish it
later.

It's time for
dinner.

I'm not gonna say it
again.

- Okay, clearly you
don't understand the
importance

of what I'm trying to do
here.

- Oh, I understand it all
right.

Wrap it
up.

(drums
beating)

(mysterious
music)

(clock
chiming)

I want to stop and
see your mother
tomorrow

before you
leave.

She's your mother, and you need
to say

goodbye to her before you go to
space.

-
Okay.

- Try to be in a good mood for
her.

She loves
you.

I was gonna make pork
chops, but Mr.
Johnson

sold me some bad
meat.

- I finished my
sticks.

Can I be
excused?

- Sure,
Jimberly.

Get your plate washed
up.

- Why'd you
quit?

-
What?

-
Space.

(sighs)

- [Dad] I didn't
quit.

- Then why don't you go
anymore?

- I wanted to be with you and
your mother.

As close as I could
be.

- Do you miss
it?

- I'm gonna miss
you.

- You're not gonna cry again,
are you?

-
No.

- It's only for like three
days anyway, it's not a big
deal.

- I'm so proud of
you.

- I'm proud of you
too.

(chuckles)

(muffled voices
talking)

- Hey
Mom.

- Who are
you?

- I'm your daughter,
Sarah.

- No you're
not.

I know
Sarah.

You should meet her,
she is very much like
you.

- I am
her.

-
No.

You're
not.

Who are
you?

What do you
want?

(mysterious
music)

(motor
whirring)

- [Announcer] Welcome to
the Hoffman Space
Center.

Do not deviate from
your assigned
destination.

Irradiated guests will
be escorted to
containment.

If you see something, it's
your duty to say
something.

Lost items will be
incinerated.

(audience member
coughing)

- Never, in the
history of the space
program,

has a child been sent into
space.

It is
foolish.

For children, you golden
angels,

brim with a hope that I have
rarely seen.

These children will
travel to the
presidential

space station, newly
constructed and
orbiting

a largely unexplored alien
planet,

that one day may become our
home.

They are the
future.

Without them, there will not be
one.

Children, they are
the ambassadors of
peace.

(audience
applauding)

(door
closes)

(people
chattering)

- Hey
everyone.

-
Hello.

- My name's
Sarah.

- I'm
Tom.

- My name's
Brooke.

- What about
you?

- I'm
Charlie.

- Well it's nice to meet you,
Charlie.

So I'm really excited about this
mission.

- Me
too.

- It's kinda
cool.

Not really that big
of a deal if you ask
me.

- Well, we're about to make
history.

- Sure, technically I
guess, but my parents just
say

this is a big PR
stunt.

Us kids, we're just here to be
on TV

and make the party look
good.

- How do you know
that?

- My dad's friends with
the secretary of
security.

My folks are pretty important
people.

They said it would look good on
my resume.

- Well that seems
fair.

I applied and I
tried my hardest to
get in.

I spend my entire life
trying to get to this
point

and trying to be the best that I
can be.

Am I the only one here who
actually cares that I got
in,

or is this just some kind of big
joke?

- It means a lot to
me.

More than
anything.

- [Tom] Come
on.

Kids, not
astronauts.

What are we really gonna do in
space?

- Tons of amazing
things.

- I really wanna get a look
at

the presidential space
station.

It's not every day you get
access

to a high security
interplanetary vessel.

- This table's a
downer.

(mysterious
music)

(camera
clicking)

(laughing)

(camera
clicking)

(eerie
music)

- I've been given the
responsibility

of shepherding you children into
space.

I told my superiors that
this was a horrible
idea,

and I'd have no part in
sending

inexperienced children into
space!

But I was told I did not
have a choice in the
matter.

You will
die.

You will
die.

Space is a last resort for
the most desperate of
souls.

Why is it you children
think you should go into
space?

You got something to say,
honey?

Speak
up!

- Well, I've always
dreamed since I was a
little girl

of going to space and
having space
adventures.

I really wanna help change
the universe for the
better.

And I wanna help those in
need.

- Space is a cruel
hell.

Great men die in
space.

- I'm not a
man.

- When you step into that
transporter,

you're signing your own death
warrant.

If you're cool with
that, we can get on with
it.

(air
hissing)

(suspenseful
music)

(machine
beeping)

(motor
whirring)

(machines
beeping)

Good
job.

You didn't throw
up.

-
Yes.

(phone hangs
up)

Commander.

-
Captain.

- Long time no
see.

Still in the transport
division.

- That's an astute observation,
Jack.

- Address me as Captain,
Commander.

- I see how it
is.

You think you're special
now.

- I am
special.

I'm a captain
now.

- I remember when you
were just a filthy
private.

Do you remember that,
Jack?

During the
war?

- Look how far that private's
gone.

- Permission to speak freely,
sir.

-
Granted.

- Why'd you put me on this
mission, Jack?

- You're so good with
kids.

At least, you used to
be.

We all have to live with
the choices we made that
day.

- Well we all can't live
with those choices like you
do.

Coward.

- Please go now,
Brian.

- Aye aye,
Captain.

- Are you children
ready to see the
president?

-
Yes!

- Please keep your joy to a
minimum

in the president's presence,
please.

Very
well.

(mysterious
music)

(suspenseful
music)

(mysterious
music)

(door
closes)

- Hey
kids.

If it isn't young Sarah,
Charlie, Tom, and
Brooke,

our latest and
greatest diplomats of
peace.

Welcome.

- I love
you.

I love
you!

-
Huh.

(chuckles)

Well how was the trip,
guys?

- There weren't any roasted
peanuts.

-
Oh.

Well that is a
problem.

I'll just have to make sure that
they

bring some for you next time,
young Tom.

So, how about if I give
you a tour of the
station?

- Can we see the control
room?

- Of course we can,
young Brooke, of course
we can.

- Awesome!
(laughs)

- It is
awesome.

Very
awesome.

(suspenseful
music)

(muffled gunshots
popping)

(muffled
screaming)

(groaning)

(timer
beeping)

- Normal people don't
tick.

(groans)

- This is the presidential space
station

calling Earth,
over.

Mayday.

We have a bomb on the
presidential space
station!

(president
groaning)

- Come on, we gotta get you
outta here,

I'm gonna jettison you
to a nearby planet,
okay?

- What about the
children?

- Almost there, come on,
we gotta get you outta
here.

- You must save the
children!

- I can't
save--

- Do
it!

- All right, I'll save 'em, come
on.

- Out of the way, out of the
way.

(groaning)

- It's all
right.

(suspenseful
music)

(alarm
blaring)

(panting)

(motor
whirring)

(engines
blasting)

(suspenseful
music)

(fire
roaring)

(timer
beeping)

(exploding)

(alarm
blaring)

(gasps)

(splashing)

- [Tom] Brooke, is that
you?

(panting)

Why did they have to put us all
into one?

There are way more pods
they could've put us
in.

- You're lucky to be
alive.

You really care what pod you're
in?

-
Yeah.

I'd rather be dead
than stuck in a stupid
pod

with you stupid losers right
now.

- I resent
that.

- There's gotta be a
control hatch
somewhere.

It's
busted.

Looks like I'm gonna
have to do a manual
override,

there's a malfunction
with the control
hatch.

- Less talk, more opening the
pod!

(motor
whirring)

(alarm blaring)
(water
spraying)

(screams)

Close the
pod!

Close the
pod!

(coughing)

(panting)

- What are we gonna
do?

What are we gonna
do?

Where is everybody
else?

Guys.

What are we gonna
do?

We have to find
them.

- We're on an alien
planet in the middle of
nowhere,

with no adult
supervision.

Normally I'd say we have a good
time.

- What if nobody finds us,
huh?

Are we gonna have a good time
then?

- They'll find
us.

- Actually, statistically
speaking--

- Okay, I don't wanna hear it,
poindexter!

- Yeah, shut up about your
stupid facts.

- Let's just all calm
down and take a
minute

and figure this
out.

(mysterious
music)

- My calculations are
correct,

one day on this planet lasts
about as long

as four days on
Earth.

- Better be some sunscreen in
that kit.

Oh.

- You fix
it?

Really good with computers,
aren't you?

- It's a
gift.

(machine
beeping)

That
way.

- What is
it?

- It's a distress
signal.

Looks like a couple miles
away,

it's probably other
survivors.

- Then we better go find
them.

(mysterious
music)

- Why would someone
do something like
that?

- Like
what?

- Like try to murder the
president.

She's so
nice.

- Not all of the universe thinks
that way.

- Well they
should.

She's a pretty cool lady if you
ask me.

- Politicians are not
cool.

They just sit around
all day and have
lunches.

Cool people drive big cars and
blow stuff.

- You don't become the leader of
the most

powerful civilization in the
universe

without stepping on a few
toes.

- He was just a sad,
crazy man with a death
wish.

I wouldn't worry about
it.

(mysterious
music)

(creatures
cawing)

(wind
howling)

(eerie
music)

- [Brooke] A transmission
device.

(static
buzzing)

-
Children.

(coughing)

- It is so good to see
your sweet little shining
faces.

Such monuments of
joy.

- We're so happy to see
you.

- You need to come find
me.

- [Sarah] Where are
you?

- I know you can do
this.

I know you can do
this.

I'm typing in the
coordinates.

Thank
you.

(static
buzzing)

Thank
you.

(grunting)

(mysterious
music)

- Why do you kids have no
faces?

Why do you kids have no
faces?

What are
you?

What are
you?!

Hmm?

Hmm?

Where's my
cat?

I miss my
cat.

- [Sarah] Sir, please, can
I get you some pain
relievers?

-
Nope.

No
thanks.

I been sober for 12
years.

- [Sarah] Mister, you need
medical attention
immediately.

-
Why?

- Your
head.

(grunts)

Stop
that.

- How else are we supposed
to know if he's dead or
not?

- Okay, he's clearly
dead.

Have a little
respect.

- The dead shouldn't die if
they want me to respect 'em
.

- Poor
guy.

(mysterious
music)

- Are you all
right?

- I just wanna make my parents
proud.

- [Sarah] You
will.

- [Charlie] Where do we
go?

- To the
president.

(intense electronic
music)

- [Tom] I'm gonna
die.

- [Brooke] No you're
not.

- [Tom] I'm so gonna
die.

- [Brooke] No, you're
not.

- [Tom] I'm gonna
die!

- [Sarah] Tom, you're
not.

- [Charlie] I
am.

- [Sarah] What do you
know?

- [Charlie] It's inevitable,
really.

- Okay, both of you just
shut up or go and die
already.

- That thing's
worthless.

- If I had time I could take it
apart

and augment the coils
to improve the
signal,

it might work
better.

- Man, you're a
nerd.

- No I'm
not.

- You are by definition a
nerd.

I bet your mom was a
nerd and your dad was a
nerd

and your whole family
bloodline

was just a big bundle of
nerds.

- No they're
not!

Okay?

My parents weren't nerds,
they were both Olympic
athletes.

- Then they must be
really disappointed in
you.

(suspenseful
music)

(shouts)

Whoops.

- Shut your faces and listen to
me!

We're all in a terrible
situation

and you guys are just making it
worse.

Okay, what we're gonna do
is we're gonna keep on
walking

until we find food or other
survivors.

And if we don't find
food or other
survivors,

we're gonna keep on
walking.

And we're gonna keep on
walking till we can't walk
anymore,

and then that will be
the end of it, you got
that?

Good.

Now shake hands and make
up.

- Sorry that I broke your stupid
thing.

-
Okay.

- [Sarah] Come
on.

(mysterious
music)

All right, let's
go.

(muffled rock
music)

- Congratulations, you're not
dead yet.

And I'll drink to
that.

They should not have brought you
here.

I mean, there's beauty in the
madness,

but no children
should have to bear
witness

to a world like
this.

- Do you have any
food?

- [Brian] I got
some.

- We're very
hungry.

- That's your body
telling you it needs a
fix.

Takes too much to keep the blood
pumping.

(chuckling)

Quit looking at me,
dammit.

That's the last of
it.

No more guarantees after
this.

You're lucky you're kids, you
know,

or you'd owe me big
time.

I don't give handouts to
anybody.

- Thanks for the
food.

- Don't ever thank
me.

Left Earth years ago
because everyone was too
busy

thanking each other all the
time.

- It's just manners,
Mister.

- Manners are for the
rich.

Otherwise everyone would treat
them

the way they deserve to be
treated.

- Can I have a
cigarette?

- Hell
no.

I got five
left.

I got five left and I'm
gonna smoke every last one
of 'em.

You got your whole life to
smoke,

get cancer, and die, all
right?

Wait your
turn.

- I wanna smoke and get lung
cancer now.

- Have you gotten in
contact with the
president?

-
No.

- Well we have her
coordinates.

- She's
alive.

- Well
hallelujah!

President's
alive.

What's your
point?

- So shouldn't we go out
there and try and help
her?

And save her, or at least
try and find other
survivors.

-
Maybe.

In a
bit.

- She's going to
die.

- Maybe she
will.

But I just survived a
brutal space
explosion.

And I made a promise to
myself that if that ever
happened,

I would take the rest of the day
off.

- [Sarah] Commander, she's going
to die

if we don't help
her!

- Then why don't you go be
a big girl and go save
her?

I'm not gonna stop
you.

Go!

Pretty cool,
huh?

-
Yeah.

- Got that off a dead guy, in
China during the 40-year
fire.

- Have you ever killed
anyone?

- Think a man like me goes
through life not killing
anybody?

I
killed.

Kill from time to
time.

(eerie
music)

You kill when you have
to.

- Who was your first
kill?

Was it a
grick?

- You weren't born in the right
decade

to use that type of
language.

(lighter
clicking)

Killed my
father.

- What
for?

- He wanted me to become a
man.

Be not
afeard.

This isle is full of
noises, sounds, and sweet
airs,

that give delight and hurt
not.

Sometimes 1000 twangling
instruments will hum about my
ears,

and sometimes voices too, if
I had waked after long
sleep,

will make me sleep
again, and then, in
dreaming,

methinks the clouds would open
up

and shower riches upon
me.

And then I woke, and
I cried to dream
again.

All right,
girly.

You wanna go save the
president?

We'll go save the
president.

I just need to finish my
cigarette first,

and you, stop asking me
questions.

(insects
buzzing)

(muttering)

Shooting is
life.

Live.

Come on down,
honey.

Show me what you
got.

Not you, back Lou
Berry, come on down,
raspberry,

get your ass over here right
now!

(gunshot
bangs)

Now it's your turn, come
on.

(gunshot
bangs)

Well well
well.

Looks like you got some
competition.

(machine
beeping)

- [Computer]
Inedible.

- Once we stock up, we move
on.

- What kind of fruit was
that?

- What I tell you about asking
questions?

-
Sorry.

(machine
beeping)

- [Computer]
Inedible.

- Place is
creepy.

(machine
beeping)

- [Computer]
Inedible.

(groans)

- [Sarah] Are you
okay?

- Do I look
okay?

Do I look
okay?!

- [Sarah] Not
really.

(grunts)

- I'm outta
cigarettes.

(groans)

At least I don't have to
quit.

- It's way better for your
health anyway.

- I do not need a
public service
announcement

from you,
okay?

Thank you very
much.

(mysterious
music)

Well look at
that.

Who wants to go
fishing?

(muttering)

(grunts)
(splashes)

(chuckles)

(splashes)

- [Tom]
Fudge!

- [Brian] Don't do
that.

(mysterious
music)

(machine
beeping)

- [Computer]
Edible.

(laughing)

(grunts)

- Come on,
y'all.

Like you mean it, dammit, come
on.

(chuckling)

(splashing)

(mysterious
music)

(mumbles)

(splashes)

(machine
beeping)

- [Computer]
Edible.

(mysterious
music)

(squelching)

(suspenseful
music)

(squeaking)

(squelches)

(eerie
music)

(thuds)

- [Mom]
Sarah.

(suspenseful
music)

Who are
you?

- [Sarah] I'm your daughter,
Sarah.

- [Mom] No you're
not.

I know
Sarah.

You should meet her,
she's very much like
you.

Who are
you?

(gasps)

-
Hello!

(eerie
music)

(muffled rock
music)

(panting)

Is something
wrong?

- It's taking everything I have
right now

to not tear you to
pieces.

(suspenseful
music)

An alien parasite has entered my
body.

Through my
eye.

My brain and my nervous
system have been
compromised.

I want nothing
more

than to hand you my
gun

and have you send me to
my place amongst the
stars.

I wanted to protect
you,

but I
can't.

You have to run.
(panting)

You have to run,
please.

You wanna know
something?

You wanna know
something?!

-
What?

- It feels
good.

It feels
good.

It feels
good.

(suspenseful
music)

- We have to
go.

It's the
commander.

- What about
him?

- He's sick
now.

He's
dangerous.

-
Why?

- We have to
go!

(suspenseful
music)

It's a supply
pod!

- [Tom] What are we gonna
do?

- We're gonna have to kill
him.

- But he's our
friend.

- Not
anymore.

- Brooke, what are we gonna
do?

- How should I
know?

- I don't know, you're the smart
one,

use your brain or
something.

(panting)

- A
torch.

I can fix
this.

Give me that
hose.

Give me that pilot
light.

Do you have any
tape?

- [Tom] He's getting
closer!

- I can see that, you
dick!

I need a
light!

(lighter
clicking)

(suspenseful
music)

Burn in
hell.

Oh
shit.

(exploding)

(somber
music)

- I think we lost
him.

- [Sarah] Let's
split.

- Brooke is
dead!

She died doing the
only thing she was
good at.

Why did I have to be so mean to
her?

-
Listen.

Brooke was a
hero.

A
hero.

She died trying to save us,
and that's why we're here
now.

Let's all take a moment for
Brooke.

A true
hero

of science and
bravery.

(somber
music)

The president's close, but I
keep getting

some kind of
interference.

I can't get her exact
coordinates.

- How
close?

- Half mile radius at
most.

-
Hmm.

Look, we can search the
area.

Shouldn't be too hard to find
the pod.

-
Okay.

- Let's meet back here in an
hour?

- [Sarah] All
right.

(mysterious
music)

(machine
beeping)

(suspenseful
music)

(Tom
shouting)

- [Sarah]
No!

(somber
music)

(panting)

Come
on.

(suspenseful
music)

(Charlie
shouts)

(shouts)

(Charlie
screaming)

(dissonant
music)

(serene
music)

I thought you were
dead.

- [Charlie] I
know.

(woman
shouting)

(panting)

- Well well
well.

Who would've thought you
two kids would've made
it?

Where are the other
two?

- What do you
think?

- This hasn't been a
good trip for any of
us.

Broke my leg a while
back.

(laughs)

They're just gonna have to cut
it off.

It's starting to
rot.

You got any pink
caps?

(pills
rattling)

(sighs)

(laughs)

You're full of surprises,
kid.

(grunts)

(shouts)

- Need any
help?

- I don't need your
help.

(grunting)

(gunshot
bangs)

- Why did you do
that?

- [Charlie] To put her out of
her misery.

- You killed
her.

- I had
to.

- No you
didn't.

- There's things
that you can't
understand.

I was sent here on a
mission.

-
No.

- When I was a kid, I went to
the country

to visit my
grandparents.

My parents were working
the fuel plants in the
city.

This one day, I woke up
early and I went outside to
play.

Had a small net and I was
trying

to catch butterflies in the
meadow.

The sun was warm and
there was this cool
breeze

that made it feel like
heaven.

They launched the bombs that
day.

I saw fire rise up miles to the
sky.

I heard one deafening sound and
felt heat

from flames from miles
away.

It was the beginning
of Nuclear Holocaust
II.

I never saw my parents
again.

The president of Earth gave
the order to drop those
bombs.

She destroyed the only
form of life I ever
knew.

- It's not that
simple.

She didn't
do--

- She
did.

- You don't have to do this,
Charlie!

- What else am I supposed to
do?

- You're my
friend.

- It's too
late.

- [Sarah] It's never too
late.

(squelches)

(suspenseful
music)

Okay,
okay.

Okay,
okay.

(gasps)

(snarling)

(roaring)

Come
on.

(roaring)

(gunshot
bangs)

(panting)

(squishing)

(shouting)

(suspenseful
music)

(coughing)

I have a med kit, I can
help.

-
Stop.

It's too late for
me.

- No it's
not.

-
Sarah.

I'm so
proud.

You are a true astronaut and
hero.

(chuckles)

(coughing)

(laughing)

I need you to do something for
me.

(groans)

You have to trust me
completely.

- [Sarah] Of course I trust
you.

You're the president of
Earth.

- Yes,
president.

But so much more than
that.

- I don't
understand.

- Within me is a time
pod.

A time
pod.

- [Sarah] What is
that?

- Within the time
pod,

is the true leader,
passed down from
generations

through the world for
eons.

It leads our species
on.

(dissonant
music)

Cut me
open.

Take it, the
pod.

-
No.

- You
must.

- [Sarah] I
can't.

(groaning)

- You have to do
it!

Whatever it takes, you
must get the pod back to
Earth,

or all that we've ever known
will be lost.

(mysterious
music)

- No, but you'll
die.

- It's all
right.

Do
it!

(squelches)
(screaming)

(crying)

Keep doing
it.

(shouting)

(panting)

(squelching)

(creatures
cawing)

(mysterious
music)

(intense electronic
music)