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She's got it all now.

The laughter,

the tears,

the joy, the rage.

Thousands of nights.

Thousands of dreams.

She's got it all.

Hey, there's nothing to eat.

April?

- What? - There's nothing to eat.

Here, take it.

Check the parts.

Aluminum, PVC, silicon, gold.

And the whole thing is 3D-printed, except for the gold.

What if he's in a bad mood?

What if it's a setup? What if he really wants my organ?

Shut the fuck up, man. Trust me, he wants the one in the bag.

Who'd want your shitty organs anyway?

- No, thanks. - Okay, show it to me.

- So? - Looks legit.

Tell that gypsy friend of yours,

I'll take one more like this one.

But I need this by next week. Can you do it?

Sure.

Well, I'll check. Shouldn't be a problem.

Don't tell me you can do it if you don't know.

I can do it.

- Hey, would you... - ...like a glass...

- ...of whiskey... - ...or something?

Get a good look, it's your last.

Dupe behavior is not normal...

A little surprise from us.

...and should not be tolerated.

Here you can see personality type X,

tailored for conflict.

She has very little sense of fear,

or danger.

- Equally. - Type Y is analytical,

transactional.

Whereas type Z is built to be the empath.

Together, they form an abnormal symbiosis,

which defies individuality.

Not to be trusted, the anti-cloning league

is advancing propositions...

A year's rent right there.

Six months.

Quality product.

Speaking of quality products, Klein wants another heart.

And fast. We've got a week at most, but...

the sooner the better.

- What did you say to him? - I said yes, obviously.

What?

It took me weeks to set it up. It's not a supermarket.

Plenty of hardware out there.

Hey.

Can we do this or not?

I don't know, man.

I don't wanna push our luck.

Okay, let me think about it.

Brain is a computer, you know.

Works like a computer, you know.

So even if you have all your memories erased,

it's gonna process new memories.

It's processing, no matter the memories, it's processing data.

Two processors process data the same.

Two brains don't think the same.

Memories are data.

And software, the data is software.

Who cares? If he wants to make dupes of himself, why stop him?

There should be rules for that.

Oh, you want rules.

What happened to anarchy?

Doesn't mean having no rules. It means having no rulers.

That's not the point.

It is the point.

You're stubborn.

Bax!

This is Adrian. He's real sharp.

- You calling me dumb? - It's not what she meant.

That's exactly what I meant.

Fuck this place!

- Hey, sweetie, have another one. - Fuck you!

Let's go.

Right, right, let's go.

Aha.

What?

What?

What?

What the fuck was that?

What?

The kiss.

What about it?

Christ's sake, April, we're not kids anymore. You can't do that.

It worked. You saw that guy's face, Adrian.

It threw him off.

Just tell him you're not interested.

- That's exactly what I did. - By kissing your brother.

Jesus Christ, look at you. You can't even walk straight.

Come here, cowboy!

Don't be weird about it.

Come here, cowboy!

She's just a whore, and that's all she'll ever be.

She's just a child.

So no deal?

So.

I got my half of the rent covered until July,

- What did you do? - And...

there's enough for your half too.

How did you get the money?

What do you mean?

How the fuck did you get the money?

- Bax? - What?

Oh my God, relax. You should be happy.

- You want this one? - Yeah.

That brand's for girls.

So what? My hair is post-gender. I want to try it.

My fluid twin. I didn't see that coming.

Bax, you didn't make this money selling half-gram bags.

I'm done with that.

So what is it, then?

Medical supplies.

What the hell do you know about medical supplies?

Just a little bit more than you.

I hope you know what you're getting yourself into.

Of course I do.

Who you trying to impress?

Why are you so sour?

You want sweet, huh?

Stop. April, no. Stop!

Stop! No. No, no, no!

- No, no. - You asked for it.

No...

Whether it was a learned skill

or just some rare natural talent,

I couldn't say.

But my sister had something... special.

She could record her dreams perfectly.

Crystal clear.

And not only that, she could dream whatever she wanted.

- Now. - Okay, come on.

- It's fucking wired. - I got this.

Bon appétit.

We're going to hell for this.

Yeah. Hell is where the party's at.

Don't fuck it up.

What do you mean? She's dead.

Just fucking be careful, okay? Don't damage the bounty.

You do it.

- What? No way. You do it. - Come on, don't be weak.

I did the first one. This one's yours.

- I'll definitely fuck it up. - No, you won't. It's mechanical.

Just cut around it, then pull it out.

- You ready? - Yeah.

Stop thinking about it.

That was gory.

It's an expensive piece of hardware,

and we were lucky to get it.

I don't do gore.

Listen, you could get your own place now in no time.

Get off your sister's couch.

I like the couch, that's not the issue.

What now?

I know this med school dropout.

Next time we split it three ways.

Who? Gaby, the French chick? You don't even like her.

- She's... - Hm?

No fucking way.

Okay.

Count me out then.

Chill, man. Okay. I'll deal with the bodies.

Okay.

April was one of the most talented dreamweavers.

She was an archivist, a collector.

She had the power to relive her own memories,

in her dreams, and to record them to disc.

And... and then the green ones.

The green ones are my favorite. Blue ones are the spacey ones.

Not that one. It's personal.

I already know all your kinks.

So why then?

So she can finally fulfill

her ultimate fantasy of becoming you,

You don't become someone else by taking their memories.

If you're hungry, I saved you some food.

Actually, that's exactly how it works.

People act based on what they know.

- Not really, you're what you do. - Based on what you know.

All right, guys! Time out!

I gotta go.

You sure this is the same as the last one?

Yeah.

Cigarette?

Take a suit.

What, now?

This is my niece.

Rose.

These are from Milano.

Armani?

Don't look at her like that.

He's messing with you.

- I don't know what size I am. - She knows.

You can go change in the bathroom,

or you can try them here.

- I don't mind. - Oh, oh...

Oh, wow!

What are you doing?

I...

Fuck.

Remember when Dad caught us stealing these?

He only caught you. I ate mine as soon as I got home.

Destroying the evidence.

Hey, you hungry?

I can't. I've got plans.

A date?

Maybe.

April, I'm your brother. You can tell me.

Okay, brother.

Where were you today?

Right.

Mind your own business then.

April, I'm not keeping secrets from you.

Give me a break.

See you later.

Hi. I'm here to see Sergei.

Let's sit over there.

So, this is what you really look like.

Is this your office?

Upstairs.

- What line of work? - Biotech.

Ronny said you need wigs.

Oh, Ron.

You and Ron, was that ever a thing?

It was a quarter of a thing for about half a minute.

Vodka?

I'm fine with water.

They call you the wig girl.

I heard that one before.

How come you don't wear one today?

I'm not the model. Are the wigs for you?

No, they're not for me.

I need to see the model. Get the dimensions.

Hair type, all that stuff.

Do you make them by hand?

This one is made by me.

It's real hair.

Fascinating.

Who are they for?

I've heard you're a neurolink freak.

Dream recording and stuff.

- They're memories. - Then you must be special.

Most people's output is unreadable.

Guess I'm just lucky.

See...

I want to acquire your stash.

I thought we were going to discuss wigs.

I'll give you what you'd make in a year.

What for?

Your memories.

Name a price.

Is that why I'm here?

I'll buy your wigs too.

But this neuro data

is something that I'm really, really interested in.

It's not for sale.

You've been doing this for years.

Why?

I don't want to forget.

Forget what?

What makes me, me.

Okay.

Let's roll back for a minute.

I'll take you out at tonight.

My treat.

Let me know how many wigs you need,

and we'll take it from there.

Ever since the first prototypes

of dream recording technology hit the market,

I've been trying every night to catch these shadows.

But it's like fishing in the dark.

This is all really happening.

That's why I can't record it.

Did you see that prick?

The more I hate these men, the more I love humanity.

Someone is not happy with you.

We'll look into it. Let's go.

All of it.

Fucking bullshit.

Fuck.

Obviously, it's for you.

Where the fuck have you been? I've been calling all morning.

- I just woke up. - It crashed.

- What? - The heart we gave Klein.

- It crashed. - What do you mean, it crashed?

- It stopped fucking working. - Okay, okay, calm down.

We can fix it. We'll... we'll get another one.

Dude, listen. You need to wake the fuck up.

They transplanted it into the body

and it stopped pumping a few hours later.

He's fucking dead!

It, it, it... It's their job to set it up, not ours.

No man, look. Listen, listen. This one's on us.

Right or wrong, it's on us.

We gotta get the fuck out of town before Klein finds us.

No. No, we gotta talk to him.

Dude, fuck that Jew fuck.

- I'm gone. - No, I can't leave like this.

- What am I gonna tell April? - Dude, I don't know.

I'm bouncing. I came to warn you.

Fuck.

Would you fucking stop?

What the hell is going on?

Did you listen?

I've heard fucking enough. Who's Klein?

It's not what you think.

You know I can see through your bullshit, right?

I can fix it. Everything's gonna be fine.

Ronny's paranoid.

Did someone die?

It has nothing to do with me.

Anyway, we didn't do anything wrong.

You're straight up delusional right now.

I've got it under control.

How? Some Lazarus shit?

For fuck's sake, April. I told you, I got it!

Get in.

Where are we?

I want my money back.

This is all I have.

For now.

Not even close.

I'll get you the rest.

That gypsy schlemiel spent his share already.

All of it.

Go get the other one.

Your friend here was trying to bail.

That's why I don't partner with beggars.

You cannot trust them.

We just need more time.

Get out of my sight!

Now, you.

If he runs again, it's all on you.

- Got it? - Got it.

Good.

Now fuck off.

I'm here to pick up a jacket.

Okay.

Wanna tell me why my card just got declined?

Go on.

I had to pay everything back.

You emptied our accounts?

I had to.

How much is everything?

I swear, I'll fix it.

What do you mean, fix it?

This isn't over?

I need more.

How much more?

Like six months rent more.

Like I said, I'll fix it.

I may know someone.

Who?

Just give me a couple of hours.

- Where are you going? - This is not over, Baxter.

We're gonna talk about this.

I know.

Attention.

Our stores will be closing in ten minutes.

Please make your way towards the exit.

Thank you for shopping with us today.

I guess you missed me.

April?

Growing up with a twin, you can't really imagine

what loneliness feels like.

I know it's my fault.

I fucked up.

- I guess you missed me. - Fuck.

I'm looking for April.

Tell her to call me if you see her.

- Tell her what? - Just tell her to come home.

I'm sure she's fine.

When April went missing, her memory archive

was the first place I looked for clues.

Dreams are processed memories.

Through sleep, our mind organizes what to keep

and what to delete.

If you dream about a house,

every memory of that house goes into the machine.

April's memories weren't vague.

They weren't clouds. They were perfectly in focus.

Ma'am.

My sister's gone missing. I need to access her safe.

You got a warrant?

Only clients can access their safe.

She's missing. I just want to see if maybe...

We can't open anything without an injunction.

Even for family.

It's illegal.

Get a warrant.

There's... things in there that could help me find her.

- Neurolink cards, memories... - It doesn't make any difference.

No warrant, no access.

Those are the rules.

I... I need to report a missing person.

I'm here to report a missing person.

My um... My sister's been gone for three days.

Never seen him before in my life.

Yeah, um...

I remember now.

I... I went for a job interview. I didn't get it.

And I didn't see this guy either.

So you're a driver.

Well, no, but I wanted to be.

You've got to help me help you.

He tried to run.

Come on, guys.

Come on, I've got more money on me.

It's not enough.

I'm doing everything I can! I'll do anything.

How was your little trip to the bacon factory?

I didn't tell them anything.

My sister's missing, you've got to believe me.

Klein, sir, Listen. No, please. Wait, wait, wait!

Wait, stop! Please!

Wait! Please, stop!

You think they can protect you, boy?

I just want my sister back.

Please don't do this.

I swear, I'll pay you back, okay?

- What is he talking about? - His twin sister.

Please, just let her go!

She has nothing to do with this.

I don't have your sister.

Do you know why you're here?

I went to the police because she's missing.

They tried to make me talk, but I didn't say anything.

- It's the truth! - I already know that.

This is not why you're here.

Wait.

Wait, I'll pay you back.

Your little friend.

He left town, off to some new pastures,

like the degenerate nomad that he is.

This is what they do, those people.

Cause trouble and move on.

I'll pay his share, please. Just... I'll do anything.

How?

You can barely cover the interest on your own debt.

I'll work for you. Okay, give me a chance, please.

I'm listening.

I'll drive.

You need drivers, right? I'll drive for you, I'm loyal.

You know me. You know I'm good for it.

You're gonna work, for two years, at least.

I will, but please, just let April go.

Told you kid,

I don't have your sister.

It's good you're not wearing your suit today.

Gaby!

I know you're in there.

- What do you want? - Open the goddamn door!

- Gaby, open the god... - What now?

April, she still hasn't come home, that's what.

I haven't seen her all week.

I can feel it. Something isn't right.

Call the police.

Gaby...

Have you seen this girl?

Have you guys seen this girl?

- Oh. I don't see. - Hm, no, no. I haven't.

Get lost.

Hi, have you seen...

Have you seen my sister?

Sorry, have you seen this girl?

Have you seen this girl?

Have you seen...

The red jacket in the front, how much?

That one is 900.

Modern life is all about solitude.

Unless you're rich, or a hot piece of ass.

Even that won't last.

Maybe she left you.

Maybe it's all your fault.

What makes you think you deserve any better?

You got stood up, buddy.

Hey, you hear me?

I'm not waiting for a date. I'm looking for someone.

She's missing, I'm looking for her.

Fuck!

Hold on a minute. Wait.

Yo, Eric, get over here.

You remember this one?

Oh shit.

I remember her. New year at Rex!

Yeah, yeah, that was it.

Looked like she was ready to fuck the whole team.

Ass like a peach.

I told you, she's missing.

Girl like that, my man,

it happens all the time.

Come on.

The fuck you trying to say?

- Is this your girl or something? - No.

All I'm saying is bitches that play with fire...

Well, sometimes they get burned.

And the world doesn't miss them too much.

Plenty more sluts in the sea!

Come on, come on, touch him again.

Klein is watching us all.

Hey.

Hey, come on.

Back in the days,

he would have put you in a river.

Wanna know why you're still alive?

'Cause dead men don't pay debts.

Or what, he just had pity on me?

It's her.

My uncle gave you a job.

I had a bad day.

Bad day? How many bad days you gonna have?

Did you tell him to watch out for me?

Pull yourself back together.

You won't get a second chance.

I could feel it.

April is out there.

We'll meet again.

5 YEARS LATER

Have a seat, boy.

You look like shit.

Yeah, I'm behind on sleep.

- He needs rest. - He needs to drink less.

Sorry.

Take the day off tomorrow,

and don't use it as an excuse to start drinking at noon.

The loneliness is all too real now.

Following me around like an animal.

A loyal dog that won't let me out of its sight.

- What the fuck? - Can we talk?

- What do you want? - I'm back in town, man.

Some investor meeting at the Palatio.

I'm chasing funds for my new app.

Well, that just sounds grand, Ronny.

What do you want?

This is everything I owe you.

Is that why you came?

Because if that's it, you can go.

No man, there's more.

Well, get on with it then so you can fuck off again.

It's April.

And?

I saw April. She was working there.

Not staff. She was dancing and stuff.

Dancing and stuff.

It sounds crazy, but she looked like...

So what you're saying, she's been alive this whole time?

Hm?

Selling her ass?

- I just want you to be prepared. - Prepared for what?

I don't know.

Did you fuck her?

I didn't need to come back here at all.

- I was doing you a favor. - A favor?

- Cutting me short, insulting... - Fuck you Bax!

April?

Swim against the river and you'll drown.

Swim with the river and you'll flow.

I'm gonna flow.

Looked like she was ready to fuck.

She was dancing and stuff.

Dancing and stuff.

Girl like that, my man, it happens all the time.

Did you fuck her?

Plenty more sluts.

What? What club? Where?

Some investor meeting at the Palatio.

You abandoned me.

You betrayed me.

You fucking whore.

Name?

Ronny Ratan.

Ronny Ratan already checked in.

I'm his guest.

Authenticity is dead.

Replaced by replicas.

What year is it, anyway?

Double vodka, straight, no ice.

Wow.

No flavor.

Yeah, fuck flavor.

You're a funny guy.

What's your name?

Baxter.

You ever take MXE, Baxter?

The key to happiness.

So what kind of investing do you do?

What?

Do you know Adrian?

- No, but I... - It's a private party.

- Walk away. - I...

Okay, okay, okay.

This is it.

You've gone fucking crazy.

You again?

Let's have a talk.

Go home.

He's with Ronny!

I'm getting the other faggot too.

No.

I have to go with him.

Okay, I'm leaving.

Hurry up, gypsy-fuck!

Bax, run! Run!

Oh fuck!

I told you to take a day off.

I'm losing my fucking mind.

I keep seeing her everywhere.

Sergei Kaganovich.

He's the man responsible for cloning your twin.

This guy, Sergei.

A billionaire now, used to be an enforcer for Klein.

His genius was repurposing cattle machinery

to clone human beings using sped-up cellular growth.

This technology,

machinery that was once used in the beef industry,

was now being used to grow people.

It takes 1,200 days to make a fully grown woman.

That's less than four years.

The lab-grown girls, they're

more like feral animals than ladies.

They're dupes,

and they need training to walk, talk, eat, and behave.

Why don't you go live a peaceful life?

I'll get you set up.

I need to know what happened to April.

Why?

Because I need to make it right for her.

It's you or him, zero sum.

One letter for every word.

The darker the night...

...the brighter the stars.

The mind is data.

The body is hardware.

And in between,

consciousness.

I could take one of the clones and trade her back

for the one that remembers me.

But, would that still be April?

Oh.

Shh, shh.

You have to stop! Shh... shh...

- You have to be quiet. - Hey!

She just shot someone. That's about right.

You think you can leave with this fool?

Daddy loves you.

If you wanted a car, you could have asked.

- Hang up. - Baby,

I can teach you how to drive it.

Baby, I can see you driving up north.

You know Daddy will find you.

Okay, we need to drop the car.

What do you mean, the girls are going crazy?

What?

Who shot who?

The pioneers of sex cloning had no trouble

finding young women to duplicate.

It was the mind which posed a problem.

They needed data sets to feed them,

in order to create satisfying toys for their clients.

Do you know who I am?

You don't remember my name?

I'm not her.

I know.

Tetris fed you data.

Tell me what you see when you look at me.

I remember a birthday.

You were there.

What else?

The ducks.

I remember the ducks.

You called it...

Duckachu.

Yeah.

Yeah, I remember that little guy.

I remember pirouettes.

Single turns.

Doubles too.

Ballet class.

That was a... That was a long time ago.

Can you dance?

Not like you.

We better keep moving.

You done with that?

With her massive intricate memory archive,

April made the perfect target for cloning.

They could feed her dreams back to her,

selectively.

The fuck.

Don't touch anything.

Bax?

Ron?

I'm with a friend.

What, who? Where are you?

Bax, I'm sorry, man.

Tell him you're a regular here.

It's true I was a regular.

Tell him you fucked April's dupes over and over.

Tell him this is all you ever wanted.

I missed her man, I just couldn't...

You lied to me.

Right on, fanboy, give me the phone.

He wants to talk to you.

Congratulations, Baxter.

You got my full attention.

Where's Ronny?

Ronny's done fucking.

And I think you have something that belongs to me.

You there?

I'm gonna fucking kill you.

Hm. Sweet and simple, I like it.

Aren't you one of Klein's?

I know where you are.

I know where you live.

We have to go.

Go over there.

He's mine.

Alone.

This is about April, not Sergei.

No.

No, no, no.

Fine, sit down right here.

I'm gonna be right back.

Hey, Baxter,

We meet again.

Come over, have a seat.

What have you done with my sister?

Is it possible she had enough of you?

That's not true.

Why not?

Ask yourself, did she have any reason to leave?

Weren't you squatting her couch?

She loves me.

Oh. why would she?

Didn't you empty her bank account?

You know nothing about us.

Didn't she leave because you owe Klein money?

I saw you kissed her.

I remember you, you're that crazy twin,

the jealous brother.

Why do you think she came to me for money?

Did it ever cross your mind she needed help to relocate?

Where is she?

She shouldn't have mixed those pills with alcohol.

What? You gonna cry now?

You had five years to mourn her.

You're full of shit.

A minute ago, she asked for your help to relocate.

And what, now she's dead?

Look,

here's my offer.

You bring back X,

and I'll let you walk out with another sample of your sister.

You're a human trafficker. You're human garbage.

X is not your sister, she'll never be.

You have no idea the crazy stuff I loaded into X's brain.

She knows enough about April to play you.

Where are April's memories?

They're mine.

I paid for them.

She was a special specimen, April.

I can load stuff in and out of her dupes like no one else.

And that has a value.

You're a liar.

April would never sell her dreams, I know she wouldn't.

Why would you care so much about them?

Oh.

Uh-huh.

You think you can recreate April.

I'm gonna give you a new sister.

A blank slate.

You're sick.

X is not your sister.

She's just a whore.

- And that's all she'll ever be. - She's just a child.

So no deal?

I couldn't do it. I couldn't give her up like that.

Fuck you.

She was all I had left.

Put the gun down, baby.

Everything's fine.

- Shoot. - Put the gun down, honey.

Shoot!

How did he find us?

Found this on my ride.

Better check yours.

Find out where he's mapping from.

And the kid?

He won't get far.

Basic income trials are expected

to begin Bloc-wide by next year.

In the west of the Bloc, mass unrest is paralyzing

transport networks and logistic chains.

...automated logistics infrastructure.

Hey, it's over.

...as labor syndicates accuse the Synergy

of economic sabotage.

What's the point in the power of raw intelligence

and its supposed ability to manage the economy

if the data is processed without any empathy for human life?

The streets in the European states appear calm for now.

But tension is brewing...

...a calculated demolition of the human product.

Critics say this was the plan all along.

The level of protection vanished,

and the labor markets...

Fuck.

...with a heavy emphasis on the "B" for basics.

...protesters on the streets of Paris heckled the senator...

Get down!

Oh fuck.

Incoming police.

Next stop, Republica.

Tracking...

- Are you avoiding me? - It's not about you.

- I'm not hiding. - No, you're always on the run.

Joseph.

Scared to sit for two minutes because it's so much fun.

- Rose. Not now. - Joseph.

He doesn't give a shit about your people.

- Joseph! - What?

April?

April's memories are gone.

Tetris, he must have raided her vault.

Tetris? What are you talking about?

We could use the memories to bring her back.

And reload April's into X.

- Who's X? - That's X.

I took her to smoke Tetris out.

Whatever the fuck you've got, it won't bring her back.

You don't know that.

There's so much data. I can fix this, I just...

You're losing your fucking mind. There's nothing to fix.

She deserves a past, and my sister deserves a future.

That is not your sister!

I just want her to remember enough

so she can feel like April again.

I'm gone. If anyone asks, you broke in.

I took care of Klein.

You need to get rid of the dupes.

How?

There's enough poison in there to purge the whole set.

The girls are fine.

So long as you keep the memories offline.

No, you sold the Aprils to me

like the ultimate girlfriend experience.

And she is. She will be, we'll make adjustments.

You should've thought of that

before you took them out on the streets.

Do what you have to do. I'll go handle the brother.

I know where he lives.

I'm gonna put an end to this.

There you are.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't shoot.

What did he do with her?

I had nothing to do with it, okay?

That doesn't answer my fucking question.

What I know... is that she didn't suffer.

- I swear. - How?

He drugged her.

That is what I know, okay?

The memories, why take them?

He wanted the dupes to move like her.

To be her.

To talk like her, you know?

You stopped. Why?

We didn't have a choice.

The more they remembered,

it became impossible to control them.

They synchronized,

finishing each other's sentences, conspiring.

One guy lost an eye.

Another got his balls kicked so hard, we had to call a doctor.

Where are the memories? Where is he keeping them?

Crystal Club.

Upstairs.

Behind the VIP bar.

Collecting dust. No! I can help you get them.

Please, please. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please!

Bax?

April?

She will laugh again.

She'll smile.

She'll love.

April knew it.

It was worth it.

Did I miss the party?

Oh...

Come on, meet my friend. Meet Veronica.

She's beautiful, right?

Maybe you'd like to meet... Veronica.

They're all Veron...

No.

I cannot let you leave here with that.

I said put it down, boy! You're gonna fucking hurt yourself.

She's got it all now.

This is the one.

67 train now departing from platform seven.

Our bank accounts are linked.

If you need anything, use that.

Are we going together?

I can't, uh...

I have to finish something.

No one's coming after you.

I promise.

Come on, go.

Train 67, now departing from platform seven.

She's got it all now.

The laughter, the tears, the joy,

the rage.

Thousands of nights.

Thousands of dreams.

She's got it all.

Bax?

- Bax? - A beautiful day to die.