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( man breathing heavily )

( door closes )

I hate this place.

( door closes )

( gasps )

( screaming )

( hoses retracting )

Oh, water?

Water.

Water.

Water.

Huh?

( screaming )

Unh! Uhh!

Aaaaah!

Aah! Aaah!

Uhh! Aaah!

Aah! Uhh!

Aaaaaaaah!

Man: Now that is sick.

( monitor beeping )

Ohh! Are you watching this?

Second man: No, thanks. I don't look anymore.

( machines whirring, beeping )

We've seen a lot, but this is just...

Oh, dear god.

Wow!

You know, you shouldn't be looking

at the files.

Well, it's not against the rules.

But it's not encouraged.

Come on, man. We've all--

It's not encouraged.

Ok.

Ok, screw this.

Pawn to King 2.

Knight to Queen's Bishop 6.

Check.

What?

I didn't even see that.

You know, I was-- I was just wondering...

Um... when is Chickliss coming back?

Sometime this week.

Probably all suntanned, the prick.

Let's see...

King to King's Bishop 8.

Rook takes Queen. Check.

Damn it.

Damn.

Sorry.

Shut up. I don't need your sympathy.

( pen rattles )

And Owen?

Where's Owen?

Are you trying to psyche me out or what?

I can-- I can't hear myself think.

Owen is...

Owen is probably out sick again.

That would be my best guess.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Yes.

Despite your rather transparent tactics,

Brainman, prepare to die.

Bishop to Queen's Knight 7.

Checkski.

Queen takes Bishop.

I believe that's checkski mateski.

What? No way.

Aw, come on. How did you--

You freak of nature!

( garbled radio transmission )

You know, the other night, I heard some noise.

Noise?

Yeah.

In Owen's room, like a...

Like a scuffle.

Really?

Yeah. You don't think that--

You dreamt it.

No, look--

You dreamt it.

You always complain about your nightmares.

( hollow whistling, creaking )

They come for you at night.

What?

They come for you at night.

Who does?

They do.

Drop it.

They do.

Enough!

What are you, suicidal?

( clang )

( ding )

( elevator muzak playing )

Ah, good.

They didn't forget lunch this time.

Goat-cheese Salad with Ginseng,

Liver Fricassee, and Mango Sorbet.

Ew...

Must be you.

Steak Frites. That's me.

Hey.

What?

Oh. Sorry.

Bless us, our lord, for these, thy gifts,

which we are about to receive from thy bounty.

Through you, our lord, amen.

Amen.

Down the hatch.

( gulp )

( sighs )

"Please record R.E.M. sleeper in room 172409."

Let's go.

Ok. Zooming out of 06-12-21

and zooming in to 1724-niner.

Good.

Here we go.

Hot-patching gear works

and flipping to R.E.M. reader mode.

Locating subject. Subject located.

Zooming in.

Wow.

Keep your tongue in your mouth, Brainman.

We're on the clock. Are we locked?

Sorry. Locked on.

Thank you. Arm extension... go.

Calibrating.

Steady.

I got it. I got it.

Light her up.

( beeping )

Interscan is locked.

Commencing R.E.M. read.

Mommy!

Mommy, help!

Anna!

( echoed shouts )

Unh!

( chimes playing )

( laughing )

( rustling )

( gasps )

( girl screams )

Anna!

( Anna screams )

( dart fires )

Unh!

Uhh!

( sighs )

( typing )

Ok. Now let's... cycle back.

And there you have it.

You do this long enough,

you could do it in your sleep.

Ha ha ha. In your sleep.

Recording dreams in your sleep.

That's funny.

When's the last time you remember being outside?

Uh... last night. I had a dream

about being at the beach.

No, no. I mean really outside,

not a dream.

I don't remember.

I've been busy lately.

Overloaded actually, picking up slack...

for you, I might add.

I don't remember, either.

Isn't that weird?

You're weird.

Shut up and let me concentrate.

( clang )

Damn it.

You know, I was just thinking--

Stop thinking.

What's gotten into you?

What's gotten into me?

You know who these are?

Chickliss' kids-- Arthur and Sunshine.

Orphans. They're orphans.

You told me Chickliss was on vacation.

I have to go to the can.

( beep )

Try not to drool on the controls.

Screws up the calibration.

( click )

( click )

( beep )

( moans softly )

Bastards.

Where is she?

What have you done with her?

Where's...

Girl's voice: Mom!

What have you done to me?

Why can't I remember?

Why can't I remember my daughter's name?

Hey.

Let me go!

Get off me!

Ok, ok. Sorry.

It's ok.

She's one of us.

Touch me again, soldier,

and you'll be eating your eyeballs.

Why "soldier"? What do you know about me?

Tattoo on your forehead.

You're in the squads, right, Killer?

You show up by night, and people disappear.

( spits )

Why did you do that?

Because you're scum.

Look, miss...

you have us at a disadvantage here.

None of us remembers how we got here...

or pretty much anything else.

Including who we are.

So whatever you think you know about me...

I don't even know myself.

I don't trust her.

She knows something.

Thank god somebody does.

Have you seen any children?

A little girl?

No.

My god. I hope they don't put kids in here.

That would be horrible.

Why do you think

there would be children in here?

I've got to keep moving.

Wait. You've got to be careful

climbing around here.

Why?

There are traps.

Traps?

How do you know?

Because of this.

That's a good bandage.

You a doctor?

I don't know.

I did it. I might be

friggin' Mother Teresa for all I know,

but I don't remember.

You remember something...

before all of this.

Not much.

Being chased through the woods

by guys like you.

Tattoo set me off.

When I first woke up,

I don't think I would've known my own name

if it wasn't stitched on my shirt.

I don't even know if this is my name.

I feel like we've been here for hours,

and I still can't remember anything!

Hey, hey, hey. Give her a moment.

Fine. A moment.

But we've got to get moving

while we still have our strength.

You guys have a plan?

We keep moving in the same direction

till we find the edge.

This place has got to end eventually.

Well, what about the traps?

We test the rooms. We have a system.

Safe.

I'm going in.

Huh?

Help.

Help!

( gasps )

What kind of animals would do this?

Does she look familiar to you?

I keep thinking I've seen her before.

Wonder what she's in for?

You're making a mistake.

Huh?

What's the first rule

I taught you about this job?

Uh... neatness counts.

Very funny.

Don't get involved.

I know. I'm not getting involved, ok?

I'm drawing.

You have your chess. Owen has his fish.

Chickliss has his--

Could we spend 5 minutes

without bringing up Owen and Chickliss,

Please?

And get us back on real time.

Gonna get us in trouble.

( beep )

I'll show you 3 ways to beat that game,

but if you answer one question.

Fine. What?

Ok. See, what I want to know is--

Hold it. Show me.

Ok.

Whew.

Checkmate.

You win.

That's brilliant. Do that again.

What do you know about a third exit?

What?

A third exit, an auxiliary exit

that leads directly outside.

There's no such thing.

Owen said there was.

He said Chickliss found some old plans--

They were having you on.

No way. Actually...

I think that's why they're gone.

I think they found something out and--

I think you better stop listening

to old wives' tales.

Just listen to me.

This conversation is over.

Don't you ever worry?

About what?

One day, you're gonna wake up inside.

The only way I'm gonna wake up inside

is if I keep on talking to you.

No--

These things are useless!

The sensors in that room must have been different.

Maybe they're not motion sensors.

Maybe they're triggered by heat or sound

or something.

Why don't you just admit it?

We're dead!

He can't admit it. It's the training.

The Army never admits defeat.

You got a problem with me, lady?

Yeah.

Why?

I don't trust you.

Man: Aw, how the hell did we miss this?

What is it?

"C.I.A."

What is that?

A clue as to who built this place?

I think that's just a coincidence.

Try the other doors.

"Y.Y.O."

"U.D.S."

"S.A.N." What do they mean?

I really think it's a mistake

to think of these letters as meaning something.

It's like some kind of code or puzzle

we have to figure out.

A puzzle? They're playing with us.

We should make a map.

Using what? Our blood?

I don't know, maybe. You got a better idea?

I have a better idea.

I need something. I need...

You have a hairpin.

They did us the favor of polishing our boots.

Ok. We'll flag the safe rooms.

"C.I.A."

Give me the others.

"Y.Y.O., U.D.S.,"

and "S.A.N."

Good memory.

Yeah, in the short term.

Now I wish I could remember what happened to me

between birth and about 3 hours ago.

Ha ha. Right.

I don't know.

Shoe polish and a hairpin.

Nothing in this place is random.

Maybe the bastards just underestimated us.

So near and yet so far.

Yeah, but she's doing better than most.

I mean, half of them

don't even notice the letters,

let alone map them.

I meant the chess.

Give it up. She doesn't stand a chance.

Of course she has a chance.

Ha ha. Yeah?

You gonna ride in on your white horse

and whisk her out?

The rooms could realign to zero position.

Ha.

No, it happens.

And then she'll figure out the letters

and sail through.

And what's the first thing

the program does when the rooms

realign to zero position?

A clean sweep.

Exactly.

Poof.

The only thing

that's gonna sail through that

is her ashes.

Ha ha. Hey.

Cheer up, buddy.

They'll catch you another one.

The boys upstairs

like them young and pretty.

Don't you ever feel guilty?

Don't you ever feel?

Son, you're out of line.

Yeah, whatever.

Excuse me?

Why don't you stop your doodling

and do some work for a change?

Like what?

We're waiting for orders. It's what we do best.

It's what we do.

Clean up your space. It's disgraceful.

You're kidding, right?

Do I look like I'm kidding?

This one's "S.D.F."

Wait. Wait a minute.

What?

I don't know if this makes any difference,

but they're not periods. They're commas.

He's right. They're commas.

Ok, so they're commas.

What difference does it make?

We don't even know what the letters mean yet.

I mean, if they were numbers,

I'd understand the commas.

Haskell: Understand the commas how?

Well, isn't that how you plot

coordinates on a graph--

X coordinate comma y coordinate comma

z coordinate?

Right. So if the rooms were labeled with numbers,

like 10, 1, 7...

you would know something

about the room's position.

Yeah, but we've got letters

that so far tell us absolutely nothing.

That is where you're wrong, soldier.

The letters tell us one important fact

that numbers never would.

What fact?

Oh. There are only 26 letters in the english alphabet.

So?

So we know the parameters.

Exactly.

If each room

has its own unique letter combination,

then it's a pretty good bet

that this whole place is a cube

with 26 rooms on each side.

Worst-case scenario-- we're anywhere

from one to 25 rooms away from the edge.

Let's go.

Great. Actually,

it's your turn to go first.

"S, O, S."

No kidding.

Uh... I guess we'll try another way.

( indistinct voices on radio )

( muttering ) Rains, Rains, Rains,

Rains, Rains, Rains, Rains, Rains, Rains.

Cassandra.

The little girl's name is Anna.

Protests and strikes. Troublemakers up north.

The whole country's going to crap.

Ungrateful pigs.

Oh, my god. Oh, my god.

What is it now?

Please tell me that's not a--

Would you put that away?

There's no consent form.

What?

There's no pink page. The consent form's missing!

So?

So? You know the rules.

She can't be in there without a consent form.

You think they're gonna stop

this whole operation

because you lost a piece of paper?

I didn't lose it!

Look, you know how anal these guys are.

Maybe she'll get another hearing.

Listen to yourself.

No, but this could be huge-- a mistrial.

Oh, sure. Anything you say.

Look--

Hey!

See? I told you I recognized her.

Hmm. She's a political.

So that would explain it.

What do you mean?

I mean...

there might not be a consent form.

Get it?

But that's illegal.

You know, for a child prodigy,

you ain't too bright.

We've got to do something.

Like what?

We've got to let them know upstairs.

And how are we gonna do that?

Call up.

It's just for emergencies.

Well, what do you think this is?

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