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Emma is calling. Emma is calling.

Good Morning sweetie.

How are you feeling this morning?

Come here, sweet thing.

Come to Digger.

Well done my daughter.

It's okay, Maggie.

Everything is fine.

You just have to eat something, that's all.

Everything is fine.

Come on, a bite for daddy.

It's a little thing.

Okay, no problem, little angel.

There is nothing.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

Lina, Dr. Where is Berg?

His plane just landed.

Let me know when it arrives.

Yes sir.

Send Adelia.

Okay sir.

Good day sir.

- He doesn't eat anything. - I'm sorry, sir.

Damn it.

He must have wet the bed too.

I'll take care of it.

Lina, take me to Alaska Contact Luke Walker.

You command, sir.

It's not getting any better.

Miss. Emma called.

I know, it bothers me.

I don't want to see it, okay?

Of course.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Well done my daughter.

Thank you sir.

Let's sit down.

Walker's on the line.

Luke!

- Luke, how are you, buddy? - Everything's fine, Mr. Rockwell.

-What time is it in Alaska? - 03.00 in the morning.

Really?

Do you go to bed or get up?

I'm getting up, sir.

Correct answer.

How's the closing going?

I read your note, We arrive in time for delivery.

- You played baseball, right? - In the AA league, sir.

- Influential. - Thank you, sir.

I played in high school.

I hit a home run 20 feet over the fence in front of my grandfather's.

When I returned home, my grandfather said, "You can hit that home run

there too, even a baboon can hit it." Triple hits are another matter.

"I'd like ambition, Digger, you're sorely missed, you bloody lazy slacker." Pig!

- Do you understand me? - Yes, sir.

It needs better. Better. 20 or 30 percent is better.

Little angel. Little angel.

Sir?

No, I'm talking to my dear Maggie.

Do you understand?

I want action now..

He saw photos of President Compson.

You're my man, I'm telling you very secretly, It is necessary to stockpile crude oil quickly,

musluğu kapatmalarından önce, anladın mı?

Yes, sir.

16 yıldır Alaska işini hazırlayıp duruyorum.

I cleaned everything; politikacılar, bürokratlar, Eskimolar.

Onlara artık öyle denmiyor.

One million barrels a day. I want you man.

- Beni hayal kırıklığına uğratma. - I won't bother, sir.

- I know you won't bother. - No sir.

O yüzden sert oynuyoruz.

-Bay Clarkson Grönland'dan video bağlantıda sizi bekliyor. - Kim?

Size bahsettiğim Sandy Clarkson.

I know who you are. What does he want?

Acil olduğunu söylüyor.

Bay Rockwell?

Ben Sandy Clarkson, Glacier 79N sondajının çevre güvenliğinden,

sorumlu başkan yardımcısıyım.

I know. Nasılsın evlat.

- Do you remember... - Of course.

Sandy Clarkson 5 fitlik çatlak... 5 ay önce konuşmuştuk.

2 hafta önceydi.

How's the weather there? It's like it's fucking cold.

Ekim ayına göre ılıman. 2 degrees.

I don't understand Celsius.

Pardon. 35 Fahrenheit.

Feci soğukmuş.

Yes, sir. Dinleyin çatlakla ilgili...

Evet, anlat onu.

The glacier in Greenland shifted 5 feet.

My table is more than 5 feet tall.

My dick is one tenth the size of her.

Sikimin on katı büyüklüğünde bir şey için milyar dolarlık kuyuyu

kapatmamı mı istiyorsun?

Not 5 feet anymore, two weeks ago...

Peki şimdi ne kadar?

Almost 9 meters.

Metre mi? Don't bother me with this.

I am sorry. It's almost 30 feet, sir.

Sandy, how did you reach me?

Which clown in my company

let you harass me for a crack?

We should note that oil deposits form...

Is that a requirement, Sandy?

Should I note it?

Let me show you, sir.

Sandy.

As you can see...

I don't see anything.

Now?

Again nothing. And it's laminated, it shines...

Now? Remove this.

I am sorry.

Mr. Rockwell, we sent you these photos a few days ago.

You sent it.

As you can see, the bubbles have been getting denser for 6 days.

The reason is a terrible methane leak under the ice sheet.

These bubbles... They disrupt the ocean floor and threaten the ice sheet.

We sent an expedition team to measure

methane levels in the rift around the fault line…

Levels were very high, sir.

Second, it is dangerously high…

Dr. Berg has arrived.

Negative impact on local fauna...

What happens now, should we stop everything?

I think we have a chance…

Luck?

We produce 90,000 barrels per day.

There are 7 months left in the contract, Greenland will not be renewed.

Financially, this would be a disaster.

I guess so…

Exactly, I guess.

Think about this, that's why I pay you.

You don't understand what's going on here, sir.

What did you just say?

I am sorry.

I know very well what's going on, I pay for these things.

I paid for that damn Hungarian down coat.

I paid for that shitty laminator and his salary.

Do you want to stop everything? I order them to fire thousands of employees.

I'll tell the president I stopped everything because Sandy Clarkson said there was a risk.

Just say one word.

Say this and the matter will be over.

Say it, Sandy.

Maybe we can run a few more simulations to be sure…

It takes a day or two.

You want to simulate again, right?

Because you're the boss.

- You decide. - I leave it to you.

One last thing. sandy..

Who else did you tell about the report?

Prof. To Nirav Ganesh, President...

I know him. Thank.

Leena, please call Doctor Ganesh.

He's here, sir.

Is it here?

- In Washington? - No, sir, he's at home.

They just arrived with their team.

Should I send it?

No..Berg first.

- Good morning, Mr. Rockwell. - Look who came to see you.

Sir?

There will be injections every 6 hours.

- Steroid pills? - Twice a day.

Seizures, tremors?

His nose bled yesterday.

I stopped the blood with cotton.

What do you think is wrong?

Osteoporosis, diabetes, pulmonary edema... Maggie also has FeLV.

- What's that? - Feline leukemia.

It attacks the immune system. Anemia, kidney failure, lymphoma.

Slowly...

Well done. Calm down honey, calm down..

It's also very acidic.

How long do you think he has left to live?

Two weeks to five minutes.

Doctor for Lina, Maggie Call Papadakis.

- Who's this? - I'm a doctor.

- Isn't he a veterinarian? - Thanks for coming.

I am a cat health expert.

That's right, and you're not afraid to disappoint me.

Dr. Papadakis is very afraid of disappointing me.

Lina, Dr. send Berg Put Maggie's pajamas on, she's cold.

Your return to Chiswick will be easy.

Mr. Rockwell, Maggie is 38 years old.

I wish you a good flight.

He's a real miracle.

The cat is almost 200 years old!

Let me go.

Excuse me, sir.

- Your assistant... - Ganesh, come in.

Brad. Steve, how are you? Coffee?

Thanks, I don't want it.

- Brad, decaf? - Thanks, I don't want it.

Steve, I haven't seen you since Wichita. How is your father?

He passed away, Mr. Rockwell.

Oh shit...

It's a terrible job.

We have a problem.

Glacier 79 N in New Greenland.

I know. I heard from Sanders.

Methane, crack...

Do you want to close the field?

Ganesh, I won't close the field because of Sandy's tiny breach.

There's nothing left to cover anyway.

- What does this mean? - Everything exploded.

I heard from Clarkwell 5 minutes ago.

Clarkson.

His name was Clarkson.

It exploded a few minutes ago...

Stop.

I hung up the phone and it exploded?

We don't know all the details,

but yes, the platform is on fire, scorched by a fiery methane eruption.

We have 32 men there. I hired them all.

Listen up, guys.

When I get there, I will pay compensation to the families.

What about the drilling rig?

- Drilling rig? - It cost a billion dollars.

Giant drills, stabilizers...

What exactly is the damage?

Our minds were mostly on people.

Certainly.

See that shovel?

This shovel belonged to my grandfather.

My grandfather bought it for 10 cents in 1917, when America entered World War I.

He went to the Texas desert with his brother and spent 40 scorching days,

They excavated for 40 freezing nights.

Finally, my grandfather's brother caught valley fever.

My grandfather buried it with this shovel and continued digging.

Pardon.

He found oil at Christmas...

I mean, obviously everyone knows the risks, and so do we...

What the hell is this?

Mr. Rockwell!

I am listening.

Say it again.

How is this possible?

You should look at this, sir.

Or to this...

What is this, Ganesh?

This is just the beginning.

Find me all the information, forecasts and predictive models.

Bring me the satellite data there.

- Come on, move! - Mr. Rockwell...

Out!

Lina, put everything on hold.

Give me 5 minutes...

Hey hey..You stay.

Give me 5 minutes with Compson.

You command, sir. Miss Emma...

I don't want to see him!

Ganesh.

What the fuck happened?

In what sense?

In what sense?

You are my head of security. But I wasn't warned by!

I say with all due respect that; You received at least 42 emails, photos, videos...

Prepare to report to the President.

- To Mayor Compson? - Exactly.

Damn it, Digger!

That won't happen either.

What the hell is going on?

Maggie is not well...

I don't even give a fuck about your pussy.

This guy Clark was pestering me for 5 hours.

The subject was a crack in Greenland.

- No more cracks. - Really?

It exploded.

Confirmed.

A giant sheet of ice broke away.

Who's this?

Doctor Ganesh, our environmental safety manager.

Pleased to meet you.

- President Compson has been informed. - What the fuck is going on!

The explosion caused an avalanche.

Avalanche energy and unusual currents He drags Judy out to sea, heading...

- Who the hell is Judy? - Ice sheet.

-Where is he going? -We can't be sure, probably towards the North Sea.

What does this mean?

An ice sheet five times the size of Washington may be heading towards Europe.

You have no right to play such a trick on me!

What about safety rules?

Are you playing with fire again to show off the size of your balls?

Are you still here?

We need to inform the president.

- For me this is... - Out!

This is a complete disaster.

My company, "Verdant", which advocates ecological stability,

was just about to go public.

I am aware of this.

President and his cabinet It arrives in 35 minutes.

Are you going to meet them here?

This way it doesn't attract much attention.

Only contact Compson in an emergency.

The situation is urgent.

You can't trust him.

I know what I'm doing.

Really?

Lina, prepare the library, Dispatch personnel and seal exits.

Anything else?

What is this now?

- Maggie. - This isn't Maggie.

- He's dead.. - No.

- It smells like death. - He's not dead.

Finish your work.

Just sick..

Digger falls apart in your arms.

Fuck.

Adelia!

Good luck with Compson.

Burn that cat.

I'm sorry, Digger.

Damn it, Pick up the phone when I call!

Mr. President, 55 minutes ago Dr. Ganesh reported that

our borehole had exploded on Glacier 79 N in Greenland.

This is one of our largest platforms where we produce 6 million barrels per day.

The explosion unintentionally ripped off a large piece of the glacier.

How did you let this happen, Digger?

It happened very quickly, Mr. President.

Was it impossible to guess?

It was a complete surprise.

What's the most pessimistic scenario?

Sir, avalanche, unusual current

and because of the high winds Judy It is being dragged south by the Arctic current.

Judy is 120 feet thick.

If it reaches the shallows off southwestern Norway, it will run aground,

creating a tsunami that will flood the entire coast of Northern Europe.

These areas are densely populated. They are vulnerable to such a disaster.

If Judy heads to Europe,

millions of people , can be displaced.

Hundreds of thousands of victims are expected.

- Buildings and infrastructure? -Brad?

- What should I say? - You are responsible for the numbers.

- Balance sheet? - Maybe 400. At least.

Brad?

At least 18 trillion dollars.

When, Prof. Ganesh?

If Judy heads for Europe, the current

and crashing according to the wind It can happen within 3 days, if…

If?

Drifting southwest of the Gulf Stream Unless it disperses calmly in the Atlantic.

Is it possible?

There is a possibility, it could happen.

What is the possibility?

It's very unlikely.

Are you a scientist or a fortune teller?

All I hear is "if" "possible" or "maybe".

I'm tired of "ifs" and "possibles" and "maybes".

Tell me what the hell will happen!

If it heads towards Europe, the impact may occur within 3 days, but there is no guarantee.

There are countless variables; Currents, wind, salinity.

Temperature is very important in this season...

Let's hit it on the head, President.

I'm listening, Fitz.

GBU-43 cost us a state, we have to try.

Try MOAB.

Destroy that frozen bitch before she gets fat.

There are women among us.

This was very good.

I'm sorry, dad.

GBU cost us 16 million, Too expensive for a piece of ice.

Let's use a submarine.

Tomahawk carries Russian ballerina's breasts to the other side of the world!

Bombing it like this will lead to other disasters.

- Mr. Ganesh, I have a question. - Doctor..

Sir. Where are you from, Doctor Ganesh?

I'm from America.

But where are you originally from?

I'm from Boston.

Where does your family come from?

from India.

Where is India?

My mother is from a village in the south... Do you know Kerala?

kerala Ok.

So you're saying that the most powerful army in the universe couldn't collapse on a giant iceberg?

Guys, Computers simulate all possible scenarios.

I'm afraid we're about to come face to face with nature.

After all, the future of millions of Europeans is in the hands of wind and currents.

Let's enable the firewall.

Bad idea, Rockwell.

If we cannot control nature, we can try to control and direct what is said.

Firewall?

- Is the priest authorized? - Yes.

The firewall deletes chatter in networks and communications with artificial intelligence.

Unbelievable.

Which words will we block?

"Glacier". "Explosion". "Ice Plateau". "Greenland". "Frozen Ground". "Methane". Iceberg. "Gas" "Climate". "Remarkable." "Flood"!

"Al Gore".

As Minister of Justice, I warn you that if Europe finds out that we

are delaying the response, we will be accused of more than genocide.

Let me tell you something, This is not my problem.

A piece of ice broke off, This happens all the time.

I watch Nat Geo.

I don't care!

Northern Europe undertakes, This is not my problem.

It's your problem, Mr. President.

Please, Digger?

Unfortunately, this is your problem. It's a problem for all of us.

From where?

My American company is drilling in Greenland under the secret agreement you imposed.

This deal was not to cause the greatest disaster in history, but to create jobs,

support agriculture, and cut Russia's balls off for European oil.

After the COP 30 debacle, Paris The countries we angered by withdrawing from the Treaty will call this

a manslaughter on a massive scale.

Or, to put it mildly, willful negligence.

We are in big trouble.

And it's a really big trouble.

Digger got us into this, he'll get us out.

I trust him completely.

We are putting your plan into action.

Activate protection. Priest, prayer.

Let's pray, gentlemen.

We ask the Holy Spirit to inspire this helpless servant of His.

My Lord, save this great man from his present enemies and,

protect us from the future, save us from the wrath of secularism so that the whole world

Let it accept that it is the greatest country on earth.

For this great shepherd Thank God.

You want this prayer

and thank you, Mr. President, for acknowledging that God governs our nation.

Let's pray.

- May god protect you. - Thanks, Ralph.

- May god protect you. - Thanks, Phil.

God bless you.

Digger, is there somewhere we can talk comfortably?

This was my mother's secret place.

He loved nature very much.

Mr. President, let's be honest, the situation is sensitive, but my father always said...

I'm dying, Digger.

I'm dying I have cancer in my ass, a tumor the size of a raccoon.

I will have surgery but I have until Thanksgiving.

I'm sorry to hear this.

You knew. Isn't it?

- I knew.. - Nasty hypocrite.

Even my wife doesn't know but Digger Rockwell saw my colonoscopy.

Do you want me to call someone?

They were Russians, weren't they?

What are we doing, Digger? What do you say about perception management?

Perception management..

From now on this Judy was never American.

It has no name.

A flagless Greenland ice floe drifting towards Europe.

I hope it diverts to the Atlantic.

Nobody cares except climate scientists in San Francisco.

If it heads towards Europe, it will be useful to us.

How?

Let's warn the European board and cross the ocean.

Tell them that the USA...

I won't interfere with anything. If I intervene, there will be panic.

Panic is a source, Mr. President.

Panic wakes people up.

When the house is on fire, no one cares who's running the toaster.

Let's wait a bit and see if the wind will change.

When death whispers in your ass, you see things differently.

Let's pray. Let Judy choose the right path.

Don't move, please.

Please stay in your seats.

Simon.

What kind of crap is this?

He's late again.

The tree falls on Doug's line; "Will the wind turn?"

I know this.

"Will the wind turn?"

These models are very precise. The tree mechanism is broken.

I don't care.

Adrian, perspective is still distorted.

- It looks artificial. - I know.

- It is normal for it to deteriorate. - It's awful.

- It's not easy. - That's why you're here.

Laney, 71. The effect is too strong, turn it down to 60% and increase the fog.

You are great.

- Boss, toilet break? - Go.

- Can we talk? - How many minutes?

10 minutes. Maybe 20.

-Hannah. - Yes, of course.

Ok. 10 minutes. Sinead, 10.10 minutes!

Tell me everything, dear.

Do you have any comments?

Curtis, you are amazing.

The scene with Berg and the cat.

It blew my mind. It was very funny and touching.

It's truly magnificent.

-Hannah. - What's wrong? I'm talking to the player.

- Excuse me. - Thanks.

I think the level of sensitivity...

This is not a criticism, by the way.

I'm talking to the player.

Leave me alone for two fucking minutes.

Tell me everything, Curtis, I'm listening.

It's true that I wasn't lost, but I was lost.

It's not true that you feel nervous.

I didn't say nervous.

I broke it.

Curtis, listen to me.

The first audience is coming tonight, so you're doubting yourself.

You're amazing, you've worked hard, you're ready.

You are right.

You're ready, really.

5 minutes!

Thanks. 5!

- No ventilation before 5 o'clock. - Fuck...

Hi dad, I'm at the airport.

We're about to take off.

It's raining cats and dogs.

I think we'll get up early to avoid the big storm.

Shut up, we're getting up.

Pardon. I'm leaving a message for my father.

Living conditions on one side, paperwork on the other,

this island is pure hell.

Chris wanted me to stay another week, but I couldn't miss the premiere.

My mom said she was very stressed.

Do you remember last time?

A lock of your hair had fallen out.

You need to breathe.

Do you take blood pressure medications regularly?

How are you feeling.

How did the rehearsal go?

Does the director still annoy you?

He wants me to... play like the cartoon version...

It sounds so fake.

He wants to give a message...

You always get through it. - Yes, I'll be fine.

Repeat after me; Be

sincere, be free, be happy.

- I didn't forget. - Look.

We're getting up, please...

I hang up, we get up. See you in the evening.

Damn it. I love you.

- I love you. - Goodbye, dad.

The message has ended.

Everyone to their places.

Damn it!

Good day, Mr. Markson.

Benn..I'm so sorry..

There is nothing.

Would you mind,

Call me "Mr. Rockwell" or "Digger."

OK, Mr. Rockwell. How can I help you?

I wanted to give this to you.

- Sir? - I want you to have this.

Thing...

Look at this!

This... Thank you... Kenny.

Are you one of the producers?

Yes, I invested.

Thanks for that too.

Satisfaction.

Instead of everyone else, please.

To your places.

To your places.

All right, Digger, come on.

We are doing our best.

Instead of everyone!

Translated into Turkish; ufukbaba nTranslation v2.2 was used.

Countdown.. 2 minutes.

Where are we?

We are 8 kilometers off the Dutch coast.

This thing is huge.

Exactly.

Brad, comparison. Show Philadelphia.

What is this?

Philadelphia compared to the ice sheet.

My god!

Damn, for fuck's sake!

Countdown.. 1 minute.

- I'm having surgery. - When?

Next Tuesday.

Can't it wait a few days?

Okay guys, 30 seconds.

10 seconds.

We are getting started.

Fuck it...

Damn it.

Merciful God.

- Where is this? - Rotterdam, Pont de Dam.

Damn!

Weren't they evacuated?

There was no time.

Shut your mouth!

- No sound. - What happened?

The wave swallowed the entire street.

Come back there.

For God's sake, stand back!

- Is that a baby carriage? - He needs to escape.

Get out of there!

How much!

The building will collapse.

It's falling apart, damn it!

This is downright insane!

This is a cow.

It's a cow, don't you see, idiot!

- Sound? - Satellite problem.

Turn the volume down.

Quieter!

God!

Fuck this shit!

We should have blown it up, Fitz.

Exactly sir.. First we bomb, then we think.

Definitely.

I will go to the hospital. Help Eddie prepare an answer.

Eddie? The answer?

We need to talk to the Europeans.

Won't you do this?

Not in this lifetime! Eddie will, I'm going to the hospital.

But first I have to go to the kennel.

I will see a magnificent dawn.

You will talk.

"America supported Europe in its darkest hours, and damn it,

we're not backing down,"

Fitzgerald said.

Like this. "America supported Europe in its darkest hours,

and damn it, we're not backing down."

I will always be by your side. Always.

But who's with you, Digger?

How?

We're in so much shit...

While Compson hides in the hospital, pretending to be a martyr to bladder cancer,

he sends Eddie to make the big speech in front of the European Council.

Eddie's gonna stab me in the back

and play hero He will make Uncle Sam break up with Grandpa Oil.

- Villager! - Mom!

Kyle, keep your mouth away...

Never mind.

No, Kyle, go ahead, Dr. Papadakis He examined Maggie, she was fine.

It smells like ass.

Traitors!

They will ruin our plans: Arctic, Alaska, Anything to save themselves.

Then change the story.

What story?

Eddie will blame it on someone else. He will give the speech.

Europeans do not want scapegoats, He wants dollars and Rockwell oil.

Most of all, they want hope.

Hope for a better future for themselves and their children.

Enough!

We are not blind.

The future is approaching.

That's why Verdant is investing billions in renewable energy.

Making speeches is not my thing.

I know, but you have no choice.

You flooded half of Europe,

Now are you going to add fuel to the fire again?

Listen to your little sister.

Go to Europe, tell the truth.

What was that?

We will save the world.

“Free.

"Freely...

“Freedom.

-You are free to wallow in the comfort of your unsustainable life. -Curtis, the system is blocked, it is not working,

New words will come..

- What is this? - Changes.

Hannah removed some lines from her monologue.

Hannaj extracted lines from the monologue.

What did he do?

What did he take out?

I'm not your stunt double, I didn't keep everything in mind.

Call Jose.

- José. Why? - Because that's what he wrote to me:.

He could have written to me too.

You're in rehearsal, I guess he didn't want to interrupt.

José.

José!

So what?

What did you say? How?

No. Have you checked?

No, don't go.

No, park in the parking lot.

I'll call you, wait for me to call.

- Hope wasn't on the plane. - What?

Agatha.

Aren't you in rehearsal?

Lunch break. Have you talked to Hope?

- Yes. - When?

Yesterday, why?

- He wasn't on the plane. - How?

Jose went to the airport to meet him but couldn't find him.

No messages, no calls.

The plane from Miami landed but he wasn't on it.

He made a transfer.

He took off from Jamaica on a small plane...

He got on it.

- He must have missed it. - No.

It is from the air.

There's nothing to do with time.

You know very well what I mean.

He left me a message saying he was on the plane.

He didn't tell me. Try to see a good sign in this.

The plane failed to take off and returned to the terminal.

There is no terminal at Black River Airport, just a hut and runway.

You will create drama again but I will say it;

You're always causing drama.

Calm down. Focus on the game.

Let me see what's going on.

Honey, today is your big day.

I love you.

- Joe? - Yes. I am sad.

Joe knows I love you.

I love you.

Thanks. Was it that difficult?

I was talking to Joe.

- Your wife is cool. - Shut your mouth.

Bring me an aspirin.

"This is not life, it's a struggle for survival.

"Faith, Dr. Ganesh...

"I have faith.

I believe in a higher power.

5 minutes, guys.

I guess you don't drink much.

Well... No, I'm not like that.

What do you like to drink?

I love aged rum.

Aged rum.

How could I know this?

Thank you.

This whiskey...

Yes, I said how could I know?

Can you...

It's your plane.

Did you work in environmental protection?

Mr. Rockwell, what am I doing here?

You are my expert, my trump card.

I won't tell you what you want to hear.

Or you can say exactly what I want to say.

Not really.

- Enjoy your meal. - Thanks.

Tuna.

Otoro. Wonderful.

I won't buy it, thank you.

- Don't you eat? - I avoid eating.

With "avoiding food" The only difference

between "not eating" is that sometimes you still eat.

Bluefin tuna stocks have fallen 97% in just a few years, and

yet this management does not list them as an endangered species.

That's why I won't buy it.

It's your loss.

Isn't it ironic?

While dedicated to protecting life, You forget your own life.

However, I still live without eating tuna.

Maybe you survive. Pleasure is life.

How many species have returned from the brink of extinction and regained their former strength?

Thousands.

It's not the same as the yummy tuna here.

How do you know it will happen?

Faith, Dr. Ganesh.

I have faith.

"Trust that we hope, I am convinced that we do not see it.

A higher power.

- Why am I on this plane? - To rewrite the story.

They know the story.

They know the facts.

We will tell the story.

Do me a favor, imagine someone who considers Digger Rockwell the devil himself.

Can you do this?

I can try.

I'm sure you can try.

So, what are the most serious accusations of those who see me as garbage?

They may say that bribing the government and the media to keep CO2

emissions secret for 50 years is the most despicable crime in human history.

Turning the atmosphere into a carbon dump.

Fires, droughts, melting glaciers, climate refugees, fossil fuels.

Polar bears are starving, penguins are depressed,

a Norwegian is late for the Olympics.

Blessed Virgin Mary... Ganesh! We already know all this.

That's what they said.

Fuck them.

What would you say as an expert?

I would say that CO2 is no longer your problem.

I should have said this 10 years ago...

What's wrong with me?

Methane.

That's your problem.

33 times more effective than CO2.

When the ancient frost beneath the ocean floor

soon melts, 1.5 trillion metric tons will be released.

CO2 is just a wick... Methane is the bomb.

- Why is this my problem? - Why am I on this plane?

- Answer my question. - Why am I on this plane?

Why is this my problem?

Because you knew.

Your father knew too.

Long before us, for decades, you knew that gas was inhaled by

sleeping children, and you sang lullabies to help them continue sleeping.

That's why it's your problem.

So to your own Higher Power, You will be held accountable, sir.

This tuna is an 80 year old man,

He is trained by Yoshihiro Nakayama.

Yoshi raises his fish like his own children, sings to them, blesses them, and when they rub against his feet, his father cries.

and he gives massages like his grandfather.

A 150-year-old tradition.

I won't lie for you, Mr. Rockwell.

No power can make me do this.

I know.

That's why you're here.. That's why you're on this plane.

You will not lie, you will reveal the terrible truth.

Do you understand?

You can tell the truth, I allow it.

It's time.

Last meal...

You deserve it.

Thank you Ganesh.

Believe me, I don't know where this tuna comes from.

But it's delicious, isn't it?

Before you today, before you, our allies, to remind you,

To assure you... I solemnly promise...

America supported Europe in its darkest days,

And and...I promise you, We will investigate this.

Thank you.

Silence!

What the fuck is this?

Useless.

They are waiting for you, Doctor Ganesh.

They are all liars!

Silence!

An amazing crowd. Great fun.

Doctor Nirav Ganesh, Rockwell United Environmental Safety Director!

I am Doctor Nirav Ganesh.

I used to lecture on climatology at Oxford…

Good luck!

I was head of the environmental physics department at Harvard.

I came to tell you the truth.

Please…

Silence!

I have been a cog in a machine for six years.

Spreading lies and doubts about common sense,

of a machine that spreads common sense and doubts.

In the name of common sense as we know it.

Mr. Rockwell and his team, the oil giants A machine created by their CEO,

Using the media, social networks and lobbies, the public

and a machine that willingly deceives even legislators like you...

By discrediting climate science.

In the 1970s, scientists proved this.

CO2 retains and traps heat...

It's that simple.

This is not an ideology...

The waters flowed into central London and that was a fact.

Today their reports are no longer necessary, your body is the proof.

There is no need for a thermometer, you are already trying to adapt to the heat.

But we had a stroke.

Mr. Rockwell censors communications,

and I watched idly as News Coast proposed an information filter to hide ice sheet data.

It could hit Europe... The shores are still under water.

The number of confirmed victims reached 21 thousand.

More than 57 thousand people are still missing and wanted in the EU.

Mr. The corporate profits of the likes of Rockwell are built on the destruction of the planet.

Our children will pay the price for these losses with their lives.

Kids..Like my daughter Nicole.

After working together for years, I can give you a hundred percent guarantee that if he were to earn 3 cents,

Mr. Rockwell is ready to tear out our children's souls with a hot iron.

Thank you.

Bastard!

Nonsense!

Silence!

Above, calm down.

Hero of the day.

Before you fire or kill, listen…

Kill you? I have men for this.

I am joking.

In a way…

Get yourself a drink.

- I have news. - Not now.

Otusana.

I told you I wouldn't say what you wanted.

How do you know he didn't say it?

- What happened to your finger? - My cat Maggie.

He's been sleeping in my bed for 30 years.

- Is this your cat? - Yes. It was.

I fed him tuna with this nail for years.

Finally he got sick, He started vomiting and urinating on my bed.

I didn't care because... I didn't care.

What to do anyway?

A few days ago... He was looking at me with his eyes wide open.

I gave him tuna and he growled.

Suddenly he shattered my finger with his last sharp tooth.

It hit the vein, blood gushed everywhere.

They took five stitches.

He slept with me for over 30 years.

This was our last moment together.

Why do you think he did this?

Do you think he hated me?

Could it be that he always hated me?

Maybe he was trying to hold on to you and life.

Mr. Rockwell, they're waiting for you.

One minute.

Mr.…

Do you think he was really trying to hold on to me?

No..

I think he probably always hated you.

I think mercury poison killed him.

I loved you, Ganesh.

You dare to tell the truth no matter what it is.

Ladies and gentlemen, Digger Rockwell!

Founder and CEO of Rockwell United!

Killer!

Go back to America!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Ladies and gentlemen, right now your loved ones are looking for what's left of their lives.

fighting for what's left.

Somehow I only hear a torrent of reproach and see accusing fingers.

Dr. Ganesh made serious accusations about my company and its methods.

All these accusations, certainly, undeniably and persistently…

100%

It's true...

Silence!

Nevermind.

I knew it.

I knew it was methane, I knew the risks, and I deliberately chose to ignore it.

I chose to continue digging our planet 24 hours a day, every hole I found.

Why did I do this?

Because I hate white bears? No, I don't hate it.

I don't care about white bears, Just like they don't care about me.

Did drilling make the disaster worse?

Certainly.

Terrible. But Yes.

But listen to me carefully.

This is the price of doing your best.

Shame on you!

I beg you.

I understand that you are angry.

You are depressed and afraid.

Disasters get worse every year, Everything comes together in one question;

Why don't we stop drilling?

The answer is simple.

Because you don't want me to stop!

Deep down you want me to keep pushing and producing.

From where? From where?

All our great nations, even though you all say you are responsible,

you want to drive on cheap gas and leave the lights and air conditioning on.

You want cheap tickets to Mallorca to roast your white ass in your hammock.

Eating a huge hamburger, having snacks delivered to your door in 48 hours,

charging your phone to spend hours on TikTok and YouTube,

You want the energy to ask questions of

artificial intelligence to fix the disasters it fueled.

You want freedom.

Freedom to wallow in the comfort of your unsustainable life.

This is what I offer; Freedom.

You are the demand, I am the supply.

No more nonsense.

You love oil. We all love.

It keeps hospitals and your children's schools running, long after

you're gone. I hope it will feed the furnaces that will burn you.

What do we do then?

Should we stop pumping?

My little sister is young, smart and ambitious.

He runs my company, Verdant Optimus, which, like others, spends

billions on cutting-edge technologies to mitigate climate change.

Injecting aerosol into the stratosphere, capturing CO2, white paint.

Still in development.

I read them all, I'm sure you've read this too,

I can give you a 100% guarantee that; "Verdant" is pure nonsense.

It's as effective as building a sand wall to stop the tide.

So what's the solution?

Renewable energy?

Wind? The sun?

Hydrogen?

Nuclear?

You have no idea the scale,

cost and duration of such a radical transformation.

Oil! This is what we have!

a blessing from God, The mother's milk of the world.

If there is a civilization to be saved, He will be saved thanks to oil.

Phones are prohibited!

Phones are prohibited!

Fuck you!

I don't care, fuck you!

I am no longer speaking to you, but to those watching me at home.

You don't have the luxury of worrying about what will happen in 50 years.

Because you're just trying to make it through next week.

I know, life is hard.

Difficult. We all know.

Life is shit most of the time.

But do you know what would happen if I stopped pumping?

You will be hungry and cold. This is what will happen.

The millions of victims of the last days

are nothing compared to the hundreds of millions we will kill.

You are an outright hypocrite!

What is he doing here?

How did you get here today?

Carpooling? Bicycle?

Come on, confess.

Burn in hell!

How many private jets are out there getting fuel and supplies right now?

And these are a list of all my selected shareholders.

Yes.

Presidents, prime ministers, kings.

Including President Compton and our gangster government.

You feed and grow fat like parasites on the backs of my company.

The company you're after...

Exactly, you're starting to understand.

This is war!

This is a world war.

A world war.

There are casualties in war.

Now, fuck the ass like that!

What matters is who has the balls to win this war.

We will inherit the earth, this is God's will.

But disasters, earthquakes, floods, fires,

hurricanes.

Destruction, evolution,

this is war..

Listen to me carefully.

We don't give a fuck about Mother Nature.

When a lion eats an impala Mother Nature would be happy for them both.

It's his job, just like that.

However, 10 minutes ago...

In his eyes, we were just a bunch of primates.

But let me tell you, when my grandfather found gold in the ground with his 10-cent shovel.

Mother Nature smiled.

"There's Galip," he shouted.

This is the biggest lesson my grandfather taught me.

Mother Nature loves winners.

That's why I'm digging it.

It's in my blood, I want to win, so that my

loved ones, and the ones you love, are safe.

Silence!

Sit down.

You oppressed nations point the finger of blame.

However you like.

I'm pointing my finger at the future.

The Arctic is melting as we speak.

It's like a gift from heaven.

New frontier, ice rush...

Fucking Wild West!

There is a war.

There is a race.

Russia and China have already entered the race.

Nothing is certain, but it would be beneficial if I win.

Otherwise, in a few years your children will be writing in Cyrillic and speaking Chinese.

I'm the one who will pull Europe out of

this swamp and not let us slide into chaos.

Pray for me to win!

We will fight to the death.

Either you are with us or everyone can fend for themselves.

You decide which one.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Asshole!

Luke. Lucky Luke.

Can you hear me? What's the situation like in Alaska?

Did you watch my speech? It was great, wasn't it?

Three pointer to the right center!

Yes, they loved it.

Wall Street fainted, shares are flying.

As a last resort, you throw the truth in their face.

Okay now listen.

We are going full throttle.

We give our all.

It's now or never, got it?

What did you expect?

Did you think they would declare war?

That they will send us to The Hague?

No, kid, this is Europe.

These are little brats who pee sitting down.

My sister?

Say it again, Luke.

Again?

Wait, I get it. Why are you shouting so much?

Ok.

First, she is my stepsister.

Second, Let him stop whining like a child.

His company is ours, we are partners.

If he sinks us, he will sink too.

- What are you doing here? - I don't know exactly.

I watched James Bond, who challenged the whole world with his dead cat.

-Did you drink it all? - Not yet.

Be honest.

Did you mean "don't panic"?

Definitely.

You weren't kidding.

- Did I say what you wanted? - More or less, yes.

How is this possible?

What the hell are you still doing here?

I'm still working for you.

I was about to say, "Fuck the polar bears," I have news.

Like what?

I have good news and bad news.

Which one should I start with?

- It doesn't matter, just say it. - Ok.

- What am I looking at? - Kimberly.

So who is this?

The methane explosion that ripped apart Judy destabilized a small rift in the Sea

and triggered new explosions... started Kimberly.

I just remembered that my first girlfriend's name was Kimberly.

How big is it?

He was plump. not fat, but it was huge...

Iceberg, fagot!

I don't know. 1500 square kilometers?

What's simpler?

It is 7 times the size of Boston.

Fuck!

I'll have a drink.

There must be vodka somewhere.

Would you like.

You said you had good news and bad news.

Which one is good?

The good thing is what I told you...

Are you kidding me?

So what's the bad thing?

Kimberley goes straight to Alaska.

As you can see, Kimberley It is 30 times the size of Manhattan.

Don't call her 'Kimberly'.

This iceberg came from Russia, Russian. Her name is... Kremlinova.

Don't compare it to Manhattan, this is America.

This has nothing to do with Kremlinova.

Words don't matter.

This iceberg will cause great destruction.

Words are important, Doctor..

Everything is perception. Perception is reality.

No.

Perception is not reality.

Perception is perception.

I don't care about the name just a floating iceberg.

It will cause great destruction!

You may say there is no gravity, but look.

This vase is Theodore It was made by hand for Roosevelt.

Are you drunk, Ganesh?

Yes, I'm drunk. I've had long days.

Why is this guy still here? Why is he still alive?

The information came encrypted, only he saw it.

Since we found out, let's kill him.

No sir.

It's better to have it at hand than underground.

I brought your medicine, honey.

Remember what the doctor said?

Stress is prohibited.

Do you want tea?

This is huge!

It's freaking huge!

Mr. President.

Arctic Protected Area and Prudhoe Bay is

142 thousand hectares, and 30 drilling rigs.

We have been producing one million barrels a day since the Drilling Act was passed.

Losing these towers would be a disaster, the markets would collapse, the dollar would collapse.

Is that all?

Is the bad news over?

Yes sir.

There is also nuclear waste.

- What? - Nuclear waste.

Since the 60s, the Soviet Union has been dumping tons of toxic waste onto the ice sheet.

As the ice melted, it turned into a dense deposit of radioactive material.

What does this mean?

That pile of toxic radioactive debris under the

ice sheet will eventually reach the coast of Alaska.

Not to mention the Arctic zombie

viruses that will lurk under the ice and cause a global epidemic.

How did they do this?

want to know Digger?

Who? I always said it was the Russians.

They think I'm weak.

You, listen.

Yesterday before my surgery the priest said I carry all the sins of the world!

- Right, Nate? - Exactly.

Greed, incest, lust, pedophilia, Islam, lesbianism, everyone.

Why me, Rockwell?

I don't know.

Because this man represents the

whole world by the will of God and the will of our voters.

Digger, listen to me.

I have ass cancer, so there is ass cancer all over the world.

The two are linked.

Look, after the surgery it suddenly dawned on me, it was very clear.

Methane is formed under the sea floor,

it comes out of biomass and reaches all the way to the glaciers.

- Isn't that right, Ganesh? - Exactly!

My cancer comes from the gas of rotting biomass in my rectum.

My body and the planet are a whole.

I had a tumor the size of a peach removed.

They took it, but today they say there is something left behind.

It's growing, I know.

Tell me why?

Because… Because of China!

The source of world sin has not yet been eradicated.

Atheists, yellow communists, sinners!

A billion and a half swarming like crabs.

Herein lies the source of the world's corruption.

The Chinese want to team up with the Russians and fuck the Arctic and steal our oil.

I will atomize them.

I will atomize China.

From the yellow flame rising into a red sky,

I'll turn it into 300 mushroom clouds.

Mr. President. Oh my God, if you don't...

Nuclear briefcase, Joey.

I guess you need to think a little.

- Let's think about the Bible; "You shall not kill!" - There's no need.

Everything is in my head, very clear.

The Bible was written by the Jews, Not by Americans.

There is no need for this book.

This bastard doesn't exist either.

Get out!

Get lost! Outside!

Mr. President...

I must, Digger.

Otherwise, I will collapse and take the world with me.

I'm going to open this bag, push the red button, and heal the planet.

There is no red button inside.

What? What's in it then?

Three guides to read before attacking.

No red button?

Urban legend. These are three guides.

- Should I read it? - All three.

For different attack types, nuclear bunkers and codes.

Damn it!

If we nuke Kremlinova, the Russians will consider it a declaration of war.

Even if it moves towards us, the iceberg still belongs to the Russians.

If you excuse me, if we don't blow it up, we will lose

our oil rigs, our biggest investment in this century.

If you bomb it, the Kremlinova will open up like a matryoshka doll and

you'll be hit with a bunch of little ones. Damn Russian iceberg emerges.

We only have two options; Declaring war on

China and Russia or losing our oil reserves.

That's right, sir.

What are we doing, Digger?

What are we doing?

We're changing costumes!

We're giving gas! We're giving gas!

Doug, we agreed it would be without oxygen.

Kurt, he led me off the road.

Joe? We understood each other very well...

- I told Hannah. - Tell him to come, please.

Hannah.

I am listening to you.

We had given up oxygen.

We should have tried without it. It's funnier with him.

He looks so stupid.

It's a little too much.

Fortunately, there is no vice president on the plane.

We are finishing the rehearsal, We'll talk again later.

By law, they cannot be on the same plane.

It's not believable.

A few hours left until the preview.

I don't know what to do on stage, seriously.

Curtis.

Tell me you trust me.

Please.

I've got a lot of work to do.

We'll talk about this tomorrow.

For the sixth time.

To your places.

Doug.

"Throughout history, this great nation has passed through many tests,

and our sons and soldiers have always stood tall with strength and determination.

- To your seats! - Wait a second.

To your seats!

Hello? Honey?

To your seats!

I can't hear you. Repeat.

Wait a second.

I can't hear you.

- Where is my player? - He intervenes...

Try... I don't understand.

Curtis!

I need a second, damn it!

Please!

We continue in 10 minutes.

Sorry.

Say it again.

The plane took off from Black River.

Agatha. Is he up?

Hope was on the plane.

How so?

That means... breathe... he was on the plane at takeoff.

Why did they put them on the plane?

Sweetie.

Not now.

Where is the plane?

Where is he?

The storm has become stronger, rose to the sixth category.

This has never happened.

All flights departing from Jamaica are being diverted away from the storm.

-Where exactly, -They don't know.

Don't they know?

There is no electricity in Jamaica and no communication networks.

- There are radars, planes... - There are 23 planes, they are being

detected one by one, but none of them are yet It doesn't match Hope's.

- "For now"? - If so, we would know...

Maybe he didn't ride it, he felt it.

He returned to the hotel. Did you call?

The lines are dead, I can't call.

What's the flight number?

These planes have no numbers.

Have you asked them? I need a flight number.

- Honey, he's fine. - We don't know that.

- I know. - How do you know?

Because I am his mother.

I am his mother.

Somewhere.

It's getting somewhere.

It will be fine.

I'm coming home.

No, please.

I'm coming home.

I don't want you to come.

I'm on the phone, I'm in front of the computer.

I'll call as soon as I find out where he is.

Finish rehearsal. There's a preview tonight.

People trust you.

Stay connected. I love you.

See you later.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you again.

You are the producer...

I'm sorry.

Stop apologizing.

Listen to me. You have nothing to do backstage.

I can help.

Kenny. Can I call you Kenny?

-Thanks for the tie, but don't stop there. -No, I mean for your daughter.

I can help you with your daughter.

My daughter?

I just heard it without asking.

Did you listen to my speech?

- What did you hear? - Curtis... Mr. Rockwell.

I have a company called Worldwide. Security, intelligence agency...

I think I can help you find your daughter.

How?

Can I get his number?

What is it needed for?

- No flight information, but... - His trick works.

Number.

I'm getting my team involved.

Thank you.

Sir, with your permission…

You are really good.

I don't understand?

Rockwell. You really understand.

It's very enjoyable to watch.

Good luck tonight.

Mother Nature took aim at us.

But we will not bow down.

We will not surrender.

It's time to face your greatest enemy.

Rest assured, we will bring him to his knees!

We have been developing the most advanced and destructive weapon in our history for 80 years.

We are finally ready to destroy this unlikely enemy.

Today...

Is he breathing?

Mr. President?

Sir!

Today we know why. Rest assured...

What are you doing?

I've never wanted to do anything...

- Mr. President. - What was I saying?

"They're asking for help."

They want help from us.

"The American soldier always answers."

America always answers.

Turbulence!

I am her.

If Mother Nature wants to fight, we fight!

The nation is counting on you, gentlemen.

God help you.

Understood.

Come on guys.

Fuck the iceberg. Fast!

Approved. We got the green light.

It's okay, Mr. President.

Kremlinova was neutralized.

We fucked his face.

USA! USA!

What is this?

What is this?

Damn it. The Indian scientist was right.

It's full of fucking little Russian icebergs.

Digger?

The planet will be flooded.

This...

How many pieces are there?

About twenty. Approximately.

Come on Curtis, remember your lines, dammit.

Comparison. Another analogy.

Oh my god.

Is it as big as Toledo? How much is Texas?

Curtis, what are you doing?

I don't know, Hannah.

- What are you doing? - I wonder too.

- He has no place here. - Where do you want us to do it?

This is a theatre. I'm on stage in the middle of the play.

Where do you want us to do it?

What? Sorry about your retro chic accessories.

I've been rehearsing this shit for six weeks.

What's going on? What are we playing?

- Can you elaborate a little? - Should I tell you?

Satisfaction.

I am an actor. This is my job, damn it!

Don't swear.

Fuck you. Scream at yourself, that's what you do best.

Turn everything off.

Enough. Shinid, turn them all off.

Is this scene supposed to be funny?

Everybody's funny... When you're not playing tragic Eugene O'Neill style,

Others are funny. This is satire.

You Americans...

What do you mean, we Americans?

Be careful, beautiful.

You think you can handle the truth.

- You want the truth? - Yes.

Here's the truth.

I'm tired of your torture.

"I can, I can't..." It's tiring.

It's tiring, Curtis.

You're a great actor, but you're annoying as hell.

The funny thing is, can't you see what we're laughing at?

We laugh at you and your entire generation.

You feigned anger,

not lifting a finger to stop the madness that was wreaking havoc on the world outside. You still don't see it.

That's what makes this a satire.

Satire...

This is not satire, this is garbage...

Whatever you call it, it's fun.

Fun, yes.

Come on, grow up now...

This disaster killed their loved ones, They were laughing two minutes ago.

Adrian, Carlo, Doug.

There is no one here who hasn't lost something or someone close to them because of Judy.

They should be able to laugh about it, Curtis.

They must be able to laugh, otherwise...

This play is a comedy.

The situations we portray are absurd.

The people you played were pathetic, weird and boring.

This is a terrible joke.

Not for them.

To them it's no joke.

I watched 3000 hours of Digger Rockwell.

Her cat was her whole life, uneducated, he was rude but secretive

and scary.

A charming psychopath.

Not a clown.

- These clowns despised stupidity. - It just... It wasn't someone.

On Thursday morning, the day of the bombing, Digger Rockwell was not on the plane.

Masked scumbag president too, The cliché of the cowardly vice president was not

on the plane either.

Jim.

I don't mean you you are a great actor..

You know what I mean. You are amazing.

They were not on the plane. You know.

They couldn't get on Air Force One together.

Fuck…

What is he doing on the plane?

This is the text. This game has been cult for 20 years.

It doesn't matter..

Shinid, let's take a break.

No, wait.

Kenneth.

This is my stage.

Not yet.

It really doesn't matter.

Satire, farce, drama, tragedy. It doesn't matter...

Watch Fossil Idiots for the first time I saw it in a miserable

theater in London 15 years ago.

Three actors, monologues.

President Compson, Ganesh, Priest…

And my uncle Digger..

I sit there and hear strangers tell my family, I listened to you laughing at my mother, at me...

The actress who plays Ganesh, He was playing me.

It was very funny.

At the end of the game, Uncle Digger…

They applauded...

They stood up and shouted with joy.

Did they want revenge or justice? Cruel punishment?

Instead of feeling ashamed and humiliated, I stood up and cheered with them.

I shared their anger.

I asked for my family's head along with the herd, and I was satisfied.

I was truly satisfied.

I found the author, bought the rights, and asked Hannah to adapt it.

I hired you, Hannah, because someone recommended you, and I guess you were in the spotlight.

Curtis... Sir, I've watched all your work, you remind me of him.

I don't know how…

That endless dissatisfaction in your eyes.

I knew it was you.

I hired you all.

I chose this place, these curtains and you extras...

I'm not an extra.

According to Hanna, there are no extras in the theatre.

But anyway, I had to do this well.

It had to be extraordinary, like Uncle Digger, enough to persuade the audience to fight the outside world,

to watch this human play, to come to this remote place we have renovated for people to come together again.

Is it pointless?

Is my family ridiculous?

Yes, we are.

Was my uncle a balanced man?

Was it scary?

Yes.

Was he ignorant, rude, narcissistic?

Yes.

You did everything right.

Funny, stupid, scary, Totally crazy but it happened.

I spent a fortune on this game to remind people that it happened.

We didn't realize it at the time.

They were immersed in fun and ridiculous discussions,

they were slaves to their ideas, just like you here.

You are both right.

You are all right.

So what do we do?

We've come this far.

Our first audiences will be here soon.

You are amazing artists.

Much more than I deserve.

For God's sake, endure until the end.

Finally!

You could tell it was Kenny Rockwell, dammit.

It was his choice.

What are you looking at, come on!

Take your seats, last scene.

Décor change.

Fuck!

It's your turn, Curtis.

Five years have passed.

Five years in exile on this old oil rig off the coast of Alaska.

Temperatures, water rising, drought, five years of diseases, epidemics and wars.

Of course they blamed me.

No Judy, no Kremlinova, just Digger.

It's like I have the thermostat for the entire planet.

Mayor Compson loved watching the sunset.

The magic disappeared with him.

Pardon?

- Mom, that's not what he meant. - I'm not your mother.

Her mother is in Cirque du Soleil, she has big breasts, He was a heroin addict and a backup tightrope walker.

Terrible career choice, Good for him.

They wanted Compson's head.

I eliminated it to save yours.

Don't forget this. They want my head too.

Eddie...

Excuse me, Mr. President...

You all should have taken care of the planet.

I'm not his fucking babysitter.

I looked out for my shareholders.

Mayor Fryman is unavailable...

Don't keep me waiting. Digger to the Minister...

- Schumer? - What a jerk...

- I'm messaging Zurich. - Message?

Stop drinking.

Make mom a martini so she can take her medicine.

- Where is Adelia? - I have no idea.

- Mr. Schumer will receive you... - Wait, wait..

Thank you sir.

Fuck.

Adelia.

Here you go, mom.

- Mr. Schumer is calling you. - Milt, talk to Eddie, get me out of here...

If I spend another 24 hours on this platform with these women, I swear...

I will try.

Will you try?

- Are you kidding me? - I will try.

I need to close it.

Will you try?

Tell brat Eddie to do what he has to do or he knows what will happen.

Milton

- "Verdant" will pay. - Never.

We have no choice.

You've already destroyed my company.

I destroyed your damn eco-left company.

This is all we have left. No matter how much you shout, we are selling.

Don't touch Verdant. It will be left to my son.

Fuck the shareholders, Both Eddie and you.

- Fuck you! - Fuck you!

We are selling. Fuck you!

Mr. Rockwell?

They are waiting for you in the canteen.

This isn't over yet.

It's definitely over, you just didn't get it.

- Mr. Rockwell... - What will happen to the president's funeral?

- There is a problem. - What are we waiting for?

- His wife does not allow it. - From where?

If it is burned, it will not be blessed.

Let's bless it and throw it into the sea.

This may seem inappropriate.

Is it inappropriate?

Stop kicking We're done insulting Russians.

We have a more serious problem.

Apparently the President Fryman has failed us.

What does this mean?

Eddie cut off our funding and withdrew the military escort.

Fuck, I was just about to…

Mean Eddie, you little bastard!

That's not the worst part either.

What?

Food, sir.

So, what happened to the food...

This...

What's the matter?

Almost nothing.

What does it say?

The current dragged us away.

I grew up in El Paso.

Pardon. The little food left...

Speak English.

I said speak English!

“Nearly the entire crew left with most of

the provisions and a few chests of gold.

What?

What's in the fridge?

No, Mr. Rockwell...

There must be something inside.

There is nothing inside.

I insist.

Open the door.

Open the door.

Son, open the door.

Now!

God!

This can't be a cemetery!

There was nowhere else to put it.

It was temporary.

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I'm fucked like this...

Fuck!

Get me through Eddie now!

I want to talk to that jerk.

Did you find it?

I want to talk to him.

Did you find it?

Did you find it?

There is no signal.

The connection is broken..

We can only last 3-4 days...

It's the ocean outside. Get the fishing rods.

We tried, no fish, The water is too hot, they are all dead.

We need to go back.

- If God wishes... - "If God wills"?

Your faith is weak, Pedro. This doesn't work without faith!

Hear me Jesus.

We kneel.

We kneel before you.

We kneel before you and pray.

Give us your grace like on the mountain.

Just as you multiply the fish with the remaining bread.

Don't abandon us, we loved you, you love us too.

Give us a miracle.

A miracle.

Oh my god.

I offer you all my wealth.

A steak, a piece of bread, A gold bar

for a liter of water, whatever you want.

I beg you...

Have mercy, give us a miracle.

Open the door.

I bless you, my child.

Pedro.

Stand up.

Prepare a feast for them.

May God bless us all.

God bless us.

This is Maggie.

- My cat. - This is not a cat.

It used to be like that. You remember.

Give me your hand.

Here it is.

This is my cat, Maggie.

How could this be a cat?

Everything changes, Kenny.

One day you're the cat king, the next day you're a bunch of ashes in a box.

What's happening?

What's wrong with him?

Kyle!

Kyle.

Put on your mask.

Kyle! Where are you.

Your mother is calling you.

You'd better go, come on.

Goodbye.

Be a good boy.

Be good, Kyle.

Jump!

Burn in hell, Rockwell!

Right on your nose!

OK, that's enough!

Well done. Look who came.

- We'll handle it tomorrow. - Yes, we'll try again.

He's fine.

Where?

He's coming down soon.

Who is Kenny? Owner of an excellent Security company.

You won't believe me.

My wife, Agatha.

We just found it, that's all.

Take your place for applause!

Thanks Roxy.

- Curtis, your cat! - Give it to me.

What have you done?

We love you, Curtis.

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