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- You've finished it, Peter.

It's, uh...

It's beautiful.

- Picture the scene 10 years from now.

The next eclipse,

and the ascension to Eternis begins.

- Take a seat. - (chuckles)

(exhales)

Can I ask you a question?

If all your followers have been implanted with these...

- Nanobots? - Nanobots, that's it.

Can they really be willing souls

as it's laid out on the page?

- As long as their souls willingly allow the implant to be made.

- And you can all travel to Eternis together.

- I've got something for you. - What is it?

(chuckles) Is it a present?

- Close your eyes.

(speaks Latin)

- (gurgling) Why?

- I need to measure the power your soul provides.

To know how many I'll need for my ascension to Eternis.

And when I stand here 10 years from now

and draw this blade across my own throat,

I promise the last face I think about will be yours.

(exhales)

- (device beeps) - Seven spirums.

She was a big 'un.

(sighs)

Tenth of June 2010,

5.5 approximate spirums per person,

170 souls for the ceremony.

- To be safe, 200. - (device beeps)

Atlas! Get in here, would you?

We're gonna need a bone saw, some bin bags,

and some bleach.

♪♪ (theme)

- And how many more pings from the hackers

before we get a precise location?

- Just one more, boss.

It was definitely in this area.

Soon as we get another ping,

the Smyle master satellite will triangulate the signal

and give us an exact location.

- And you're sure it's accurate?

- Fuck, yeah.

Sorry.

Just passionate about my work.

- I know you are. - (computer dings)

Well, well, that's a 10-minute drive from here.

Wait, I don't have a car.

Taking yours!

- MAN (on P.A.): Welcome all, wanderers of the cosmos.

You are the chosen ones.

My loyal followers,

my flock!

- ELTON: We've gotta try and stay hidden.

- GUS: In this thing?

- ASTRID: I wouldn't worry. Look at 'em.

They're not paying us any attention.

- MAN (on P.A.): You are the chosen ones.

- HELEN: Like lambs to the slaughter.

- ELTON: Looks like a rave.

- We've gotta get in and stop Toynbee

before the eclipse reaches the zenith of its totality.

- Can anyone see Richard?

- Seems to be going where they're going, you know?

They all need to die in the same place at the the same time

for Toynbee's ritual to work.

- ELTON: How do you know all this?

- I've got my sources, you know.

- JoJo74.

- What are they doing?

- Astrid, pass us the camera, will you?

Oh, you all right?

- Pale as a ghost. - Just tired.

(camera chiming)

- The top.

- GUS: Aha.

He's checking their eyes.

- Richard's eye went red after his Toynbee talk.

Maybe these people are infected too.

- I think he said something about eyes.

- You need to look for the fire in their eyes.

- Great. We're screwed.

Can't get in unless we have red eyes.

- Unless... we have red eyes.

I'm in a field about five miles out from Smyle HQ.

- Got you. See anything?

- Nothing. Nothing at all.

No, wait. There's a table.

(chuckles)

Bjorn, check the signal out.

- We're losing signal strength in the Portland area.

It's 60% and dropping fast.

- Bjorn, we've been played!

No. Uh-huh.

Find out where Gus Roberts is and put me through to him.

- HELEN: Just need a couple of minutes to get these eye drops ready.

(phone rings)

- Hello, Gus Roberts. - It's JoJo74.

- How's Hinckley? - Hey, JoJo.

How did you know I was in Hinckley?

- You said you were going there on your channel.

- Right. Yeah. Something came up, sadly.

- Listen to me. Don't go to Portland.

Remember what I said about the puppet masters?

- Yeah.

- Well, from now on in, they are pulling the strings.

Everything you see and here is because of them.

- (phone buzzing) - Well, okay.

- You're gonna be asked to make a choice today, Gus.

Don't trust them.

- Don't trust who? - (whispering) Dave. Dave.

Dave.

- Give me a second, JoJo. I'm sorry.

Hey, uh-- Hey, Dave.

- I need you to get to Portland immediately.

- Oh, yeah. We're here. - Christ, you're good.

Can you do something for me?

- Dave, I can't.

You know, I usually say yes, but I have a family thing.

- Whatever it is, it cannot be more important than this.

- Yeah, it is, actually.

My father-in-law, Richard, has been kidnapped

by an insane cult.

- Peter Toynbee!

- How did you know that?

- Because you're not the only one

with a passing interest in the paranormal, Gus.

I presume your father-in-law is one of many.

What's he using? Some sort of mass hypnosis?

- He's injecting exploding nanobots into their eyes.

- Look, the Smyle signal is down in Portland.

And as long as it is, Toynbee is going to get everything that he wants.

Now, I can help you, but you have to do exactly what I say.

- What if I told you someone had warned me

about trusting someone who asked me to do exactly as they say?

- Well, then you'd have to have a long, hard think about who you trust, Gus.

Them or me.

(sighs)

- Hey, JoJo.

You got me on side, all right? We'll stay away from Portland.

- A wise decision, Gus.

(phone beeps)

- Hey, Dave. What do you need, boss?

- Good man. Now, I need you to get the Smyle signal

up and running before the eclipse reaches totality.

There may be a way that I can short out those nanobots,

but unless the Smyle signal is at full strength,

it's not gonna work.

- All you need to do-- - (phone chimes)

- Dave? David?

♪♪ (tune playing on radio)

- FEMALE VOICE (on radio): One-five-nine-seven.

- ELTON: That's a woman's voice. Who is it?

- GUS: Don't know. But we need to find out.

Hey. The hotel's not far.

Get to the bunker, switch that thing off.

- We're on it.

- Me and Helen will try and delay Toynbee.

(engine revs)

(gears grind)

- So if Alfie's ghost left,

what or who is jamming the signal now?

- I don't know. Another ghost like you?

When did you figure it out--

- Whoa! I've got it! - Sorry.

- When did you figure out that you're not alive?

- Um, when we went to the hospital,

I knew something was wrong.

My mum, during that ritual--

My mum was trying to tell me-- She said, uh--

She said she was sorry she couldn't save me.

- I wish you'd told me.

- Sometimes it's hard to tell the truth.

- And you know it will change everything.

(horn honking)

Oh, Shit! Sorry. Shit.

- I don't think I can do it, Gus.

- Yes, you can. I know you can.

Hey, you're not just the Hinckley boy's sister anymore, all right?

You're your own woman, Helen.

Just play it cool. You're doing great.

- Go on.

Stop. What about this one?

- Huh? (chuckles)

- MAN: He's good.

- Sir.

- Hey.

You have to find Richard as quickly as you can

and get as far away from here as possible.

- Well, how do I know if we're far away enough?

- Because his head won't blow up.

- Okay. Right.

- Here it is.

(crowd murmuring)

- Richard. Richard.

Richard.

- It's me. - Oh, hello.

You're coming too?

- We have to get out of here.

- But we're off to Eternis.

- You're in danger, so let's go.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, piss off

- Did you find the troll? - We need to short out some nanobots.

- Awesome. How?

- By prematurely rolling out 8G.

- 8G? We're only on 6G now.

- So much to learn.

We're always a couple of Gs ahead of the curve.

Time for a rummage in the toy box.

- ASTRID: Oh, what is that?

- ELTON: It's a skellington.

- FEMALE VOICE (on speaker): One, five, nine, seven...

one, five, nine, seven.

- Who's in there?

- I'm Alaura.

And you are? (gasps)

I know you.

CovColCosCon.

You're the stupid little girl who made Alan kill Keith.

- Rude. - I told you that wasn't just an immersive horror experience.

Wait.

How come you're in there?

You need to be dead, don't you?

- I gave my life willingly.

It's an honor to assist Dr. Toynbee.

I'll ensure the chosen few will travel from this dimension to the next.

- What happens to you, though?

- I'm blocking the Smyle signal, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.

(laughs)

Can't touch me.

I exist solely in the spirit plane.

- Are you okay?

- How are we gonna stop her?

- Get me inside. - What?

- It's like Gus said, you're a conduit.

You create a door in the barrier between life and death.

You did it for Alfie. And my mum.

Did it for me.

- Yeah, but how?

- Open the door.

You open the door to the world of the dead,

and I'll get in there and kick her arse.

- You know I can hear you, right?

Look, if I stop her blocking the Smyle signal,

then Toynbee's plan will be screwed.

Just in case.

- ASTRID: All right. - ALAURA: How did you get in here?

- ASTRID: It's on, bitch. Let's dance.

(grunting, static)

- MAN: Loyal followers,

here he is, Dr. Peter Toynbee!

(crowd cheering)

- PETER: Are you ready?

I said, are you ready?

- (crowd cheering) - (whooping)

- Yeah! Yeah!

(all go silent)

(speaks Latin)

Complete the call and response.

- What? - (speaks Latin)

- What? - Fucking hell, Atlas.

We've been planning this for 10 years.

Come on! It's simple call and response.

(speaks Latin)

- Now? - Yes!

- (speaks Latin)

- Finally. Dick.

(speaks Latin)

(overlapping shouts)

What on earth are you doing?

Don't make me switch you off, Atlas.

- Yeah? How about I switch you off?

- You're the Truth Seeker.

What are you gonna do with that?

- I'm gonna try and right a terrible wrong!

(struggling sounds)

- ASTRID: Okay, listen to me. You don't want to do this.

People are going to die, Alaura.

- ALAURA: Why should I listen to you?

(struggle sounds)

- ALAURA: You're just a stupid little girl.

- ASTRID: How dare you!

That's fucking rude. All right, listen.

You don't want to do this. You've got loads of time, Alaura.

You've got life ahead of you.

- ALAURA: We're all going to Eternis. Don't you want that?

Dr. Toynbee would never do anything to hurt me.

(struggle sounds)

- ASTRID: You can't win this one, Alaura.

- ALAURA: What makes you so sure?

- ASTRID: Trust me.

I've been dead a lot longer than you have. (grunts)

Why are you wearing that ridiculous scarf?

- ALAURA: Leave my scarf alone.

Dr. Toynbee gave me this.

- ASTRID: Very sentimental, I'm sure. You look like a prat.

- ALAURA: Ow! You're twisting my-- Ow!

- Astrid? - ALAURA: Leave my--

- ASTRID: I'm a bit busy here, Elton.

- I think we have a problem!

- ASTRID: You're gonna have to figure it out on your end.

If that thing gets in here, it's game over.

(Gus mutters)

- I should warn you. I was amateur boxing champion

at Parneston University.

- Oh, yeah? Well, I left school when I was 15.

- So there's more to the Smyle signal than communication.

Well, there is a theory that, as well as providing ultra-fast,

competitively priced broadband, Smyle's advanced signal

also serves as sort of insulation

against inter-dimensional exchanges.

So long as Gus gets the Smyle signal up and running,

it should carry the 8G pulse through the nanobots,

forcing them to short out to protect themselves.

- Hoist by their own petard, huh?

- Exactly.

- I'd say, "See you on the other side,"

but you're not invited.

None of them are.

My children!

It is time...

for us to be free of this world!

For us to ascend together!

To Eternis!

- EMILY: I love you, Gus.

- DAVE: Come on, Gus, don't let me down.

Why is it taking so long?

- It's never done this before.

- Hurry up, Astrid!

- ASTRID: Toynbee conned you, Alaura.

Can't you see? He abandoned you.

like he's abandoning everyone else.

He's going there alone.

They'll all be dead,

and you'll be stuck in here forever

having some serious FOMO.

- ALAURA: That's not true.

- ASTRID: Let Elton bring you back.

He can do it.

It's scary, but it works. He did it for me.

- You can be you again. - (screams)

- I'm not afraid of you.

I'm a motherfuckin' conduit.

Ho... cool.

- PETER: The eclipse is in totality!

It is time!

Thank you, Dr. Collier.

(device whines)

- Almost there.

- Time's up, ladies. What's going on in there?

Astrid? Hello?

- I'm jamming one, five, nine, seven protocol.

(powering down)

- (laughing) - We did it! We did it!

- Got the fuckin'-- - Come on!

- (Peter gurgles) - (cell phones beeping, ringing)

- We did it.

Okay, ladies, let's get you out of there.

Astrid?

(switches clicking)

Astrid!

- You've ruined everything.

My life's work.

It was going to be so beautiful, our Eternis.

- Is that what you told Emily?

Emily Roberts?

- She was my wife. - (wheezes)

- The bloody hell am I doing--

- Oh, Richard! - Oh!

(both laughing)

RICHARD: Oh, my God!

Where's Gus?

Gus!

- You all right? - Yeah.

What a trip was that? You all right?

(computer whirring)

- Shit.

Send the clean-up team to Portland.

GUS: Come on.

(cargo door opens)

- Where's Astrid?

- Astrid's a ghost. Was a ghost.

- GUS: A ghost? All this time.

- I put her in the machine thing,

and I couldn't bring her back out.

- Where is she now?

- Wherever Alfie is.

The ghost that was in the basement.

It was her mum the whole time.

- Astrid's the reason why our life got torn apart,

why they did all those tests on you,

why I got ill.

- Yeah.

And now she's gone.

- She must still be out there, though, right?

We got her out once.

Maybe we can do it again.

- How? - How?

Baby, we're truth seekers.

(engine starts)

- All right, let's turn this off.

- Leave it.

- Just in case. - We'll find her.

- RICHARD: Put your foot down, Elton.

We might be home in time for "The Chase."

- GUS: No one's putting their foot down.

- HELEN: We'll watch it on my phone.

Hang on. Since when did Smyle have 8G?

(inhales)

- I did wonder when you were going to pay me a visit.

- What on earth have you come as?

- A man?

- What man?

- Same as always.

- I mean, that wig is dreadful.

At least you wore some clothes this time.

(chuckles)

- You look rather good in a suit, actually. - Thank you.

So do you.

- Toynbee was a mistake.

He was so hung up on immortality,

he couldn't see the bigger picture.

I shouldn't have used him.

Prick.

(chuckles)

- Never send a human to do a super-being's job.

- Fancy getting a bite to eat?

- Hmm. You're not trying to get me out of the office again, are you?

- No.

I just needed you to take your eye off Portland for a wee while.

- (chuckles) Of course.

- I'm sorry your precious Astrid crossed over.

- I would not want to be her right now.

- Hello?

♪♪