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THE WAR OF THE
WORLDS-NEXT CENTURY

Starring

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Screenplay and direction

This film is dedicated to
Herbert George Wells and Orson Wells.

What are you doing to him?

- We're playing.
- So why did you kick him?

For he is a human
and I am a Martian.

- Yes? What if he kicked you?
- He is too weak.

And what if I played a Martian?
What do you say to this now?

- Run shaver!
- No, set him free.

- What?
- Sooner or later you'll have to,

and he will catch ma and
boot me away... Set him free...

THE WAR OF THE
WORLDS - NEXT CENTURY

At the close of the 20th century
mankind has been honored to get in touch

with an extraterrestrial civilisation
for the first time in history.

The first extraterrestial
spaceships touched down at 11: 15

in the south-western part of
the country to a hearty tumultuous

welcome from a local population.
The spacecomers who represent

a standard of culture
and development which is

superior to the terrestrial one,
have embarked upon a historic

mission to share their knowledge
and experience with the humans.

You are always in a hurry,
Mr. Idem.

I beg your pardon,
Mr. Idem,

this is a new version
of your commentary.

- New what?
- Version.

What do you mean,
the latest news?

And what's the
latest news?

What did you
bring me here?

I told you, a new
version you are to deliver.

Give me back
my text, bastard!

Your text is before
your eyes. Understood?

Attention!
You are on!

6, 5, 4,

3, 2, 1.

Go!

Hallo to all of you who
care to listen to me and I take

it for granted that nobody
compels you to listen!

The day is December 28,

three days go
till the end of the year

and the century.

If anyone of you folks knows how many
days are to go till the end of the world,

please don't fail
to give us a ring!

Today is the 12th
day of a new era.

Twelve days ago mankind
ceased to be alone.

Today our space brothers paid an
official visit to the National Gallery

to say they admire terrestrial
culture for being so profound.

The blood group
marking operation,

vital for all of us,
is going on smoothly.

The checkpoints can mark your
ID cards in no time at all.

Remember, to be a good
citizen means to have no trouble,

and you will have no trouble,
if you are not a trouble for the others.

Go to mark and register
your blood group.

A new worthwhile idea is the
"TOKEN OF FRIENDSHIP"

distinction to be awarded to
those who have made a particularly

weighty contribution to developing
contacts with the Martians.

The respective motions will be
proposed by the Martians

and by special committees.

To demonstrate our support for
this idea we reduce the TV licence

fare for all those awarded the
"TOKEN OF FRIENDSHIP".

Now foreign reports?

Well, actually the eyes of the
whole world stay turned to our country,

so no wonder there is nothing
special to report.

This was the news of the day from your
independent Iron Idem whom you trust!

Whom you should trust!

Whom you have to trust!

And now the electrifier.

The latest hit from
"THE INSTANT GLUE" band.

"An Ode to the Martian"

You really gave it to them.

What?

The end of
the world business,

telling them to ring up
if somebody knows.

And did anyone ring?

Were they supposed to?

Why did you change my text?

- Did someone change your text?
- Yes, one of your apes.

Your program is broadcast live

and you are free
to say what you want...

Now listen, if this ever repeats again,
I'll break off the program.

You could have
done it today and you haven't.

You had fear?

I still have some
sense of responsibility.

Responsibility, fear,
discipline. It's all the same.

Nothing to be ashamed of,
these are welcome virtues.

Listen. Everything has it's bounds.

...And it's price.

Are you going to rebel?
Can you afford?

- I...
- You are an independent,

and I am to
check up on you.

"And the Martians
are our chance".

And what would you actually like
to tell people by television?

What is going on in streets.

You mean the traffic?

I heard...

...there were some accidents. Tell
the viewers not to get hysterical.

You sound convincing.
A good idea for tomorrow.

Will you do it?

I'll give it a thought.

Mouth!
I said: Mouth?!

What do you want?

- Love.
- Love who?

Them.

What did you
do to my wife?

- Took her away.
- Why?

Because you love her.

What has she to
do with it?

You'll fall for
them sooner.

Why just me?

They like to see you on television.
There's something optimistic about you.

So what?

We want you to tell
them how you like them.

Here is the Token of
Friendship no. 614. Repeat!

The Token of Friendship 614.
It hurts.

What am I to do with it?

Rejoice and register
as a friend.

Bullshit!

It's an honor.
Don't annoy your friends.

Will you register?

Yes.

I'm glad to see you like
them a little already.

- I want to register.
- As a friend?

Yes.

Honest congratulations. I knew
straight you were an honest man.

- Name?
- Iron Idem.

Ah, it's you!

Yes.

You always come up with
something there in television.

- Want to help yourself?
- No. So will you register?!

I will put on the record.

I will.

Have you your blood
group certificate?

No.

So how do you
imagine this?

But I have,
I have this!

You should have
said so at once.

Lean forward, please.

614, a nice low number and
you are ashamed of it?

Too bad.

No, I am not ashamed.

So why do you
keep it hidden?

I only have to
keep my ears warm.

You don't have to
apologize. Not to me.

I only keep records.

But I would not hide it.

- Your photo?
- I haven't any. What for?

You qualify for
the Life Permit.

I haven't any.

I might give it to you anyway.
You would stick it in later.

But can one trust people?

Sign here.

- Will you stick it in?
- Yes, I will.

Under the regulations
we should sing the anthem now,

but since you are from television,
I will let up on this.

What else can we
do for you?

I thought I could learn
something about my wife.

Does she also
want to register?

No.

She's been taken away by
...the Martians.

Mr. Idem, you seem a reasonable man,
you have a responsible job.

You don't believe in what
you are saying, do you?

Why do you give in to
gossip and hysteria?

So what am I to do?

You may go back home.

Excuse me.

Mr. Idem, wait!

As a matter of fact
I see your point.

Between the two of us,
those Martians are awful scoundrels.

Aren't they?

I admire men like you.

So much sacrifice for a
friendship with such runts.

Many times,

I sight with relief to realize, I don't
have to decide on anything myself,

that I am only an office worker
you know, from this to that paragraph.

To have the right of choice,
like you do, must be a cruel thing.

Are you playing a provocator?

Yes, yes. It was a provocation.
A duty, you see?

There's a varying human
element coming here.

Not all are like you...
with honest intent.

I am so pleased,
Mr. Idem, so pleased.

You haven't failed me.

Help me, you puppet.

You are young, only
your mind is full of shit!

Help me, please!

Please...

smash those howling bastards,
I beg you.

- I have come.
- So I can see.

I have come so that you don't
need to employ your sleuth.

It's not enough.

What else do you want?

I want you to write
your texts by yourself.

- What for?
- Simply, because you can do it.

You feel the viewers' tastes.

What are they
to believe in now?

Do you expect me to stick my
finger in your asshole and wiggle

you around like a puppet and
reward you with a candy afterwards?

I have dozens of such puppets.

You must be different.

You must know what to do yourself.

What I want from you is
spontaneity, ardour, faith.

Maybe I...

...need a candy?

What's a candy for you?

My wife, give her back.

They say:

To get something you must
want it like hell.

It's not true.

To get something you must
be scared like hell.

Are you scared enough
to get candies?

Martians!

Loove!

Laaw!

I am very sorry, Mr. Idem,
but you no longer live here.

You no longer
can go upstairs.

What do you mean?

There were complaints
that you disturb peace.

A committee came.

They found your door open and your
TV-set blaring forth at full volume.

Only decent people live here.

You have demolished
everything and they want peace.

Going upstairs is pointless for you.
You don't live here.

Mr. Idem, if you do,
I will have to...

You don't need it,
do you.

Mr. Idem,
what are you doing?

Mr. Idem,
this is a service lodge.

Please don't touch it.
And I used to like you so much.

You must be not well.
Must you demolish everything?

Mr. Idem, wait.

They told me to
give it back to you.

You may take it. I give
it to you for exemplary service.

And one more thing...

from the committee.

Today is December 29,
an exceptional day.

A day on which we
celebrate no anniversary!

Today, there have been
no noteworthy deaths,

but maybe there have been
some worthwhile births.

If you know
anything about it,

Iron Idem, that is I am
waiting for your calls.

Remember!

A wife may betray you!
A lover may spurn you!

A friend may desert you!

But I, or television,
shall never!!

Our friends from Mars have
spent the 13th day

of their visit on tightening
interplanetary friendship.

13 is not an unlucky
number on Mars any longer.

But it is still
sometimes on the Earth.

Recently, some not very serious
street accidents have happened.

So while you are out in a
street bear in mind that the Martians

are still not familiar with the
terrestrial street traffic rules.

Demonstrate your friendly
feelings by taking more care.

Help a Martian
in the street!

One proof of the thrill which
our space visitors give you are

questions of whether we will
broadcast a Martian language course.

No, we won't!
There is no need.

The Martian's phenomenal
intellectual powers

have enabled them to master
our language immediately.

To confide to the Martians your
most secret thoughts and desires,

you may stick to English.

The sanitation office
reminds you that

today is the deadline for compulsory
blood group marking and registration.

The ID cards failing to provide
the blood test record are invalid,

which in itself should spur you to
take part in this expedient operation.

The warning is out
that the dodgers act

against their own interest
and general weal.

We are pleased to note that
the circle of persons

honored with the
"Token of Friendship" is growing.

Remember, those granted
the honor should report

to the registration stations
to receive a Life Permit

which relieves you of the
duty to mark your blood group.

Am I invited?

What will you have?

Something expensive.

I receive a commission on
the bill you will pay.

Are you sure you can afford it?
It's an expensive brandy.

So your commission will
rise accordingly.

Aren't you taking
too much care about me?

No.

I just want to get rid of the money
before I have a fancy to buy you.

What are you doing?

I don't want
you to get broke.

Or maybe I want you to
afford to buy me.

- What's your name?
- Gea.

Do you like me?

You are beautiful.

Take off your clothes...

No, no need.

I want to sleep,
just sleep.

But you still have
two hours to go.

I want to spend
them just here.

You want nothing,
except sleep?

Yes.

What good is it?

Maybe I have a dream.

This is worth much more
than what you've paid.

So throw me out.

You even have a Life Permit.
Is this your ID?

Yes.

Why are you hanging
around at night?

- I'm taking a walk...
- Your address?

- For the time being.
- Send off to a flop-house.

That's how it is with you.
Your flop-house accommodation

card has been written out
for you and you don't use it?!

Is anything wrong?

Do you want to be all right?
So where do you want to go?

To the flop-house.

Well...

And this will cover the
bill for the ride.

Iron Idem!

You'll be all right here and you'll
have some adress, won't you.

Are you the Iron Idem News?

Who are you?

Show me your mug!
Come on!

Is it really you,
the television pimp?!

Where did you lose
your fluff?

You know what?

I hate you,
you television French letter.

You horn in on human brains, tread
down on them, soil them, mangle them...

but hygroscopially, in a condom.

You give pleasure,
but you are barren.

How many brains did you devour
today, you glass condom?!

One, my own.

And that's why you are here...
But good for you.

After you have taken it in,
thrown it out, spat it out,

you will have a new one.

You'll begin thinking, but then
you will have to change the job.

You know something.

You look even quite nice here,
without your fluff.

It's as if there
were two of you.

One is a scoundrel whom you
leave behind the door,

while the other is going
out in the street.

You would be afraid to wear that
wig in the street, wouldn't you.

Because while you're wearing it,
you talk bullshit about freedom,

and when you take it off
you think you are free.

But what sort of freedom is that, if you
have to keep a wig in your wardrobe?

I like you,
but you will die.

First you, and then the
whole television of yours.

Maybe I will blast it,
maybe someone else,

but you will all die.

When you go to set fire to
the TV studios, take me along.

Would you go,
would you really go along?!

I don't know if
I am a believer,

but now I would like
to know the prayer.

It's as if they put
me in a glass vessel

along with 10 hungry rats.

The rats are huge like silver
pigs with tiny aerials.

I know you cannot help me.

But you can listen,
really listen.

And then try to find
a single word,

sequel a single word for me
to take along.

The silver pigs have trodden me
into the ground, not only me.

Humans grope in mud and make
piggish airs from there,

they grunt like swine
to please the others.

As if they had
anything to lose yet.

As if they did not know they will
all end up in shit one by one.

If only someone stood
by my side,

looked at me like a human and
talked to me with the human voice!

That's why I have
come to you.

To talk to a human being.

To pray to a human being.

I have come for
your attention,

your single word,

give me this single word.

You sin.

Those with blood group "0"
go to donate their blood first.

Don't eat anything,
stay on an empty stomach.

The remainder exercise and wait
for their group to be called out.

You donate your blood voluntarily.
Who fails, will not get breakfast.

Who does not eat,
cannot donate blood.

Who cannot donate blood, loses
accommodation in our flop-house.

You donate blood voluntarily.

Those in the waiting row,
exercise, please. Let's exercise!

Why don't you exercise?

Come on, exercise!

Why don't you exercise,
little bug?

Because I am pregnant.

This is not
a delivery room.

Go, go and feel
better there.

Everything is all right.

Keep an order.

Order is your good.

Stand and wait for your
turn at the checkpoint.

Get ready your blood
group certificates.

Those with Life Permit
don't queue.

Sanitary control
is your good.

Do not resist.
All is right.

Mr. Idem,

it's me.

Mr. Idem, don't have any hard
feelings against me...

I just do what I am told,

so you do, don't you?
That's why we both are needed.

Even if I am only a porter.

You know. A good caretaker is
also worth something.

I am duty conscious,
I have a good memory,

I know everything
about lodgers.

I am a professional.

A good porter is
hard to find.

They are always in
demand and appreciated.

I am also honest.

I gave you back the TV-set, although
I could have kept it, couldn't I?

Don't worry about the
walkie-talkies you smashed.

I told them they fell
down by themselves.

The TV-set is in a fine
working order.

You really can behave.

Pass on, pass on!

No hard feelings?

I was waiting for you.

I were to find you in a flop house,
but the street is sealed off.

I thought I would find you
here, and I am lucky.

What do you want?

You know, my principle
is not to chase the luck,

only to wait calmly till
it turns up itself.

I am from BONUS AND BONUS attorneys
- at-law and I have a request to you.

Could you spare
a little time for me?

Let's have breakfast
together, shall we?

My firm is footing
the bill, of course.

Sir, my firm has sealed
off your bank account,

but you really have
no reason to worry.

We'll come to an
arrangement, after all.

What we want is a palimony
guarantee for your wife.

There is no reason
to worry.

It's better to settle
this by a transaction.

Your wife holds certain
arguments against you.

For example, sir, here are the photos
of what you did to the apartment.

Here is a porter's testimony
before the committee.

You know things like these
are bound to impress the court,

so I would advise
a transaction.

This fork can pierce your neck,

go through your gullet
and land in your midbrain.

Then I will turn it
by 90 degrees

and pull it out fast,
too fast for you to scream.

It would be no use anyway.
Where is my wife?

Mr. Idem, I don't know...

I only carry
out instructions.

- From whom?
- I don't know,

Mr. Idem, please...
I am just an errand boy.

No, I have no grudge
against you.

You are right to treat
humans this way.

They deserve it. They are submissive,
cowardly, inactive, like me.

They need to be
put to violence.

They do only what they
are told to, like me.

I have a 15-year practice
and I am still afraid.

No, you don't understand it.

You are free, independent.

You are right.

You can do anything with humans,
if you only use a fork.

Now, coming back to our business.
I really advise a compromise deal.

Today at twilight!

A TV SUPER SHOWin Dreams Hall
which you can watch live!

Want a ticket?
Donate you blood voluntarily.

Want 3 tickets? Donate a
double dose of blood voluntarily.

Bring joy to your family.

Today is the last chance.

A nearby streets dwellers have
already donated 129 liters of blood.

Try better!

The dodgers will be brought over
to donate the double dose of blood,

but will not get TV SUPER SHOW
tickets as a penalty.

Who fingers out the dodgers
will get an extra ticket.

Today at twilight. In
Dreams Hall. Today is the last day.

Hey mister, hole up here,
or they'll suck you.

What?

They'll suck you
of blood.

Do you want to get
sucked of your blood?

What for?
Don't be stupid.

From here you get
a good view anyway.

How many times did
he donate blood?

Never, only the
compulsory delivery.

- 4 tickets are due to us.
- What?

That's right.
The grandpa wanted to dodge,

we denounce him,
so it's one ticket.

Now the grandpa will yield a
double dose, so it's 3. Altogether 4.

What? Four?

The old man is worth
2 at the most.

What do you expect,
you little punk,

you have brought me here an old rotten
lout and you want more tickets?!

Hey you with the plate in your ear!
What are you doing here?

I am from television.

You have seen enough.

Can you offer me
a good seat for the show?

- Sorry, I can't.
- You can't?

Don't you know.
All programs are cancelled.

Mine too?

There'll be a big show
in the Dreams Hall in the evening

where you also are to appear.

What happened?

They say the Martians
are going away tomorrow.

But officially I know nothing.
If you don't know, how should I know?

Oh how beautiful!

Oh, how nice!

You my baby Martian!

Friend give a candy,
a red candy.

No, you don't
pay anything today.

Anything.
It's free.

Everything is free.

Hey sir, do you know
what fun we had today!

Sir, today...

Once this place is over you
will announce my appearance.

But Mr. Idem, this
will be broadcast live.

You can't do that.

- The sequence is already fixed.
- The sequence has been changed.

You are late and you don't know.
Your announcement is at the end.

Announcement? What announcement?
Ah, announcement! It will be now.

The sequence is fixed by the boss
and I would rather hear this from him.

Say it!

The concert of farewell to the
Martians cannot do without Iron Idem.

Today there'll
be no announcements,

no jokes,

no news.

I hear this is a
good-bye to the Martians.

I also want to say
good-bye to you.

But this is no
reason to feel sad.

Simply, as of tomorrow you
will love someone new.

Do you know
why you like me?

The more idiotic my programs were,
the wiser you felt.

That was the point.

To pick the TV chaos for truths
which you thought convenient.

You accept only this what
reinforces you in belief

that passiveness is
a virtue and a must.

Because this is what
you want to believe in.

You cry, you pity
yourselves and what then?

Then you sit
in front of a TV-set

and you feel you get
the absolution for your sins,

you feel more human
from those who you watch.

But you watch
humans like you.

Hypocrites like you, feeble
like you, submissive like you.

Television is created
in your image.

Stop being a herd
of silly blockheads.

Can you see
this tin plate?

Do you think I could talk you
into believing that it is an honor,

a reason for pride,

if you themeselves did not want
to believe it yourselves?!

Now, what is it actually?

You are stupefied,
volitionless.

They tell you to donate
blood, you donate it.

They tell you to go about
on all fours, you do it!

You sell out your
dignity, your honesty,

only to buy a larger TV-set,
to get offal of authority.

Each of you wants to rule,
but each is a slave.

Every one of you
is being raped,

but the only thing you
desire is to rape the others.

How different you are
from those you spit at?

No different!
We are the same!

Your favourite band is
back with you in a moment.

The Instant Glue!

And yet you miss
the right feel.

They won't remember a
thing from what you said.

Pity.

What did you bank on?

Did you forget what
they love us for?

For fiction.

The corpses lie down
10 meters to the entrance.

The mothers are running out.

Now the mothers are
crying for vengeance

and shake their fists as if
following the rockets in the sky.

All right.
Let it be.

Will it go on live?

The concert is going live. We are
shooting the corpses for tomorrow.

You know what?

I saw you today.

I take care of the water
mains, you know.

I think you failed
to pull it off.

I can tell you this straight,
for I risk nothing.

The water mains will always be
there, so I can speak my mind.

You simply failed to pull
it off, you know.

Don't you see how beautifully
they have arranged everything here.

In the open air, everything
under a single pillar,

a healthy climate,
beer available.

Now you tell me
what more I need.

I have the courage to tell you this

because, you know,
what you can do to me?

Nothing... because I keep the
water mains working.

Dad look!
It is real!

Listen Idem, will you tear
off your other ear tomorrow?

Not me.
Tomorrow you will take my place.

You glass condom,

come over here!

Come on!

You wanted to go
with me, didn't you?

- Where?
- What where? Don't you remember?

To blast off the TV studios.

You wanted me to take
you along, didn't you?

Look, I have everything ready here.

All you need is a
touch and bang!

You thought I was insane,
didn't you?

You thought everybody went
nuts and was falling

flat before that box filled
with feces in color, didn't you?

No. No.

There are many like me.

They trust me, they found me and had
no problem obtaining some dynamite.

They appreciated me, you see!

Are you going along?

You will just let me in.
You'll show me the way

and while inside
I'll move about by myself.

This makes no sense.

Don't get scared. If they catch anyone,
it's only me. You are safe.

Television is a
mere heap of wire.

No, old man,
television is humans.

Stay here.

Leave this damned case.

Stay here!

They cheated you,
you see?!

I'll take care of them,
and you beat it.

They cheated you,
do you hear?!

Where did you
lose your mate?

It's your luck.

It's a pity you
didn't stay with him.

You stood the chance
of fine death.

Go ahead!

- The recording is all right.
- We'll show it.

Beautiful death.

They will certainly raise
a monument to him.

Tell us, Idem, Would he stand the
chance of a monument without us.

16 hours ago the last spaceship
of the Martian invaders left the Earth.

But 16 hours is not enough to forget
the tragic wounds we have suffered.

We will never forget the humans who
did not hesitate to give their lives

while opposing the
Martian blood-suckers.

This man died while planting
a bomb under the Martian rockets

outlined in the background.

But we cannot forget, eighter,
those who, like Iron Idem,

disgraced mankind by aiding
and abetting the Martians.

Passiveness is a
virtue and a must.

One more important
announcement.

In view of a danger of viral
infection imported by the Martians,

everybody is requested to undergo
voluntary encephalographic tests.

This is your duty,
in your own good interest.

Don't be a trouble for the
others and you will have no trouble.

Idem, I appeal to you,
stop talking nonsense!

Have the courage to face
the hideous truth of your crime,

the truth which is recorded
in the official documents.

I am telling the truth.

What truth?
An invented truth.

Mind it, Idem, there
can be only one truth!

No.

Repeat the last lines.
We need a different camera angle!

I said: Nooo!!

This is not a parliament,
Idem. It's a court!

30 Minutes lunch break!

- Have you lunch coupons?
- No.

Hands.

Tomorrow I will
telecast your death.

Maybe you have a wish which
I could meet as your friend?

I want to see my wife.

Just this?

Yes.

But you do understand...

you can't buy something for nothing
either here or on Mars?

What do you want
to buy from me?

Put on your wig and play
your role to the end.

This is a show and the
viewers would not accept changes.

So, a wife for a wig?

And more. Switch off
the TV-set in my cell.

I can't promise this.

Tell me, why are
you doing all this?

Well,
I am growing, you see.

I feel I am growing.

Does the defendant want to have the last
say before the verdict is announced?

I said:

Nooo!!

Hysteria, fear and hatred - here
is the defendant's true face.

You have seen the trial.
You have no right to remain passive.

Activeness is your duty.

This is your verdict.
We expect your calls at this number!

What would you like to tell
our viewers in your last word?

Get ready...!

Charge!

Fire!

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