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(STAFF CLANGS)

Get up.

(HUFFS)

My Lord.

GABRIEL KREUTZ:
Monsignor Mosca,

this is a most
unexpected pleasure.

I was told tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Time is subject
to our will.

Rome grows impatient.

We know not what you do,
only what you cost.

There are rumors of
your work.

There are always rumors.
(STAFF CLANGS)

Monsignor Mosca,
we have discussed
this before.

This must be clear.

That the more
we understand
about science,

the more we understand
that the borders

between physics
and faith are blurred.

Membrane thin, at best.

Let us get to the point.

Yes, let us get
to the point.

Religion is dead.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLS)

I have said it.

You know it,
I know it.

The faithful have fled.

But with this work here,

I can bring them back.

What cost is too high
to return the flock
to the field, hmm?

Through science.

Indeed.

You must know,

I've seen the records
at the orphanage.

(STAFF CLANGING)

Open this door.

GABRIEL: Allow me
to explain.

They are essential
to my work.

My reputation...

Reputation?

A man of science
who turned into
a man of God

when it suited him
to have his research funded.

Monsignor, you cannot
possibly begin

to understand what you
are about to witness.

Oh, really?

And what exactly
will I witness?

A quantum connection
with the human mind.

Show him.

(BREATH TREMBLING)

Dear God.

It's true.

GABRIEL: The future
of faith is here.

The future of mankind
itself is in her.

This is your work?

This abomination!

(SPEAKING IN ITALIAN)

(GRUNTS)

I must ask you
not to interfere.

(GASPS)
(WHIRRING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

(ELECTRICAL STATIC)

MAN: (ON TV) Consciousness.

(STATIC CONTINUES)

What is the physics
of consciousness?

What are the origins
of consciousness?

What are the limits
of human potential?

MAN 2: What had not been done
before was actually one human

sending information
to another human's brain.

The technology
exists right now.

We can record
from one brain...

MAN 3: With brain implants
already installed in a lot
of people,

there's a cochlear
implant, so...

Steve thought
that he would allow

my brain to connect
with his brain.

He created
the first brain-to-brain
direct communication...

WOMAN 1: A new kind
of connectivity,

a new kind of interplay.
Me to my computer,
my computer to you...

MAN 4: It's said that the EES
integrates with the skin,

and suddenly
everybody is chipped,
everybody is monitored,

everybody is trackable
anywhere on Earth.

That the mark of
the beast technology
is just about here.

The computer is going
to take over the activities
of the brain.

It's very, very serious.

Desperately serious.

I see a bright future,
a new genus of humanity.

Smarter, faster,
marvelously gracile.

DA SILVA: In your own time.

And straight to
the camera, please.

Dylan Harvey. Applying
for audio biometrics

with a specialty in
spatial unification.

Agnes Day, 821.

Cognitive psychology.

Maddie Romero, 117.

Cybernetic ethics
and philosophy.

Rollo Fipps, 993.

Neuroengineering.

Jaxon Freeman, 909.
Applied quantum biology.

Technology offers us
evolution without end.

DYLAN: ENR.

Emotional Neural Reader.

Ludwig van Beatbox,
that's what I call
my processor.

See, you don't, uh,
program Ludwig.

(CHUCKLES) He, uh...
He feels you.

He frame grabs your mind.

Music made by my tears only.

This connects me to what?

DA SILVA: The faculty
surveillance network.

And it's
a condition of entry
that we wear one?

Everyone, at all times.
For your own security.

Huh.

DA SILVA: Do you believe in
organized religion?

There is no life
after death.

Because there is no death,
just a doorway.

The ENR, this whole idea
came to me on
a suicide Tuesday.

So there you go, people.

That's a positive drug story.

DA SILVA: Perhaps a person
that inspired you?

Uh, yeah.
I'd say there was.

The Dalai Lama meeting
Anton Zeilinger.

Two hands embracing,
locked together.

Sir Henry Head.

DA SILVA: And he is?

A Victorian neurologist.

He wanted to know
how the brain perceives pain.

So, one by one,
he cut the nerve fibers
of his own body.

To get somewhere,
sometimes you gotta
go too far.

(GASPING)

MAN: (ON RECORDING)
Help me.

(EXCLAIMS)

Help me.

(EXHALES)
(GROANING)

Help me.

(GROANS)

(ALARM CHIMING)

The late Agnes Day.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GASPS)

MAN: (ON PA) All personnel
report to your supervisor.

I totally flunked
my superposition test.

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOG BARKING DISTANTLY)

You're early.

The assessments
weren't set till midday.

Time is subject to
our will, Mr. Freeman.

(KEYBOARD BEEPING)

Team leader.

You choose
curious collaborators.

For example, Mr. Fipps.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I call this process MoSkA,
Motor Skills Assimilation.

There's no one better.

I implanted a single
neurochip into the brain
of the control rat.

Then, over
a series of months,

I taught it
a complex motor skill,

like negotiating a maze
or completing
an obstacle course.

I then connected it
via hub computer to
an untrained decoder rat.

The decoder rat
downloaded the skills

and instantly performed
the same task.

From mice to men.
(LAUGHS)

That's my plan.

Scale it up to
a human level.

ASSESSOR: A basic error,
Mr. Fipps.

Yes, I know.
(CHUCKLES)

No computer's
bloody big enough,

but given time,
we are bound to...

(RAT SQUEAKS)
(SIGHS)

And what have we here?

A mass organic network.

Their connected brains
can handle more data

than every computer
on the campus.

And the brains trust
that you call your team?

No, I'm working
on this idea alone.

But with Mr. Fipps' rats.

The rats belong to everyone.

Unlike this moment's glory.

Indeed, Mr. Freeman,
trust just to yourself.

The mind is
all that matters.

And yours, dear boy,
is undamaged.

Your body's still strong.

Just the nerves
are severed.

And who needs wires?

What merits Mr. Harvey?

JAXON: Emotional mapping.

He's fast.

Flawless.

(DISTORTED SCREAMING)

My man.
(LAUGHS)

Deviants and devouts.

In your eyes.

We need a team project.
(LAUGHS)

No. We can help you
get your body back.

Miss Romero seems hell-bent
on making the world believe,

in what?

We want proof.

And I believe

quantum mechanics
can provide it.

The double-slit
experiment proved by
observing a particle,

we change reality.

Meaning, all matter is
nothing but vibration

until it collides
with human consciousness.

ASSESSOR: I'm sorry,
you've lost me.

My mind only exists because
another consciousness is
observing me,

and another observing that.

Infinite numbers
of observers.

Or, there's just one

overarching consciousness
observing everything.

No.

No, I'm not finished yet!

I've given two
possible explanations.

Science dictates
the most simple
is likely to be correct.

The multiverse theory
demands an infinite
number of observers.

My explanation

requires only one.

So,

which would you say
was the more elegant?

ASSESSOR: This ardent advocacy
of the single observer
theory is what, Miss Romero?

A valiant stab
at proving God?

You used the word "God"'
not me.

And Miss Agnes Day.

What of her?

Agnes, she can't
be categorized.

A woman stands
on a rooftop,

leans forward.

Will she fall?
Will she live
or will she die?

I propose that
she will live.
She must live.

Always.

So we have no choice
but to continuously exist,

somewhere.

She leans,

looks down.

Two possible outcomes.

One, she falls,

cracks like a bloody egg
on the concrete below.

But what then happens
to the second outcome?

She pulls back, survives.

That outcome must continue
to play out somewhere

because nothing,
once brought into
reality by a thought,

can ever be destroyed.

So if we choose to
collapse one reality,
to bring it down,

the other will be
forced into existence.

An extension of...

The lovely Schrödinger.

You understand?

Your deductive equation,
please.

I'm working on it.

Miss Day, your proof?

You'll get it
when I'm finished.

ASSESSOR: Secrets shared,
Mr. Freeman.

You could be trusted.

What is that?

We gave you
authorized access.

Oh, fuck, is that military?

JAXON: A research base
in Nevada.

Check it out.

Using electrodes in
the transmitter gel,

they've connected
this guy's brain activity
to another guy in San Jose.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Three,

(GROANING)

Two,

one.

Fire.

(CRYING)

(SCREAMS)

He had no choice
but to fire.

His finger was
under the control of
another man's brain.

All that we have done,
every advantage afforded you.

There have been experiments.
Promising results.

A human specimen
procured.

Which makes me what?

Your rat?

(ALL CHUCKLING)
No, no, no.

Our rat.

JAXON: Connection established.

And we are in.

You know what to do.

Feel yourself moving.
Think of it.

Picture it.

(POWERING UP)

(ALARM BLARING)

(POWERING DOWN)

Two years of work
and no results.

We grow impatient.

(BIRDS FLUTTERING)

Hey.

What's the deal?

She'll never
get through.

Her blood tox
will register.

Mass security.

And the question is, why?
I've never seen this before,
not at this level.

Whatever they've
brought us here for,
it's big.

Full biometrics.

She'll be fine.

MAN: (ON PA)
Attention, all students.

Please keep the way clear.

We ask for your patience.

MAN 2: Who is that?

The Force is
fucked in that one.

DA SILVA: This was a turning
point in his research.

Some would say
the birth of
modern neuroscience.

By implanting an electrode
into the brain,

he proved how
every basic emotion

could be stimulated
upon command.

(OX BELLOWING)

(CONTINUES BELLOWING)

From aggression

to instant calm.

By the late '90s,
his work progressed

into neural-digital
interfacing.

Primates were taught
within hours to operate

artificial limbs
through thought alone.

And then

began his groundbreaking work
into neuron manipulation.

Victims of severe brain
damage had many basic
functions restored.

Their only sacrifice?

A loss of free will.

For this work,
came criticism.

His ethics questioned.

Accusations you will
all experience.

Do we improve the mind?

Or do we violate the soul?

In the face of opposition,
in the pursuit of progress,

he labored on until fate

cruelly intervened.

And spirit alone
bore him on.

His resolve made ever
stronger to build this
house of determinism.

Dominatio ad Menta.

Mastery of the mind.

His vision, his cause.

Please join me now
in welcoming
Professor Gabriel Kreutz.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERS)

(AUDIENCE GASPING)

To see you gathered here,

the best and the brightest
set upon this great
scientific journey

to understand
the human mind.

You cannot imagine
the pride I feel.

You cannot know
my elation,

and that, in itself,
is surely intolerable.

We should know every impulse
of each other's minds.

You should have within
your grasp

the ability to measure
my every thought.

Progress demands it,
evolution expects it.

(GROANS AND CLEARS THROAT)

It's okay.

(GABRIEL COUGHS)

The human brain is
the most complex device
in the known universe.

Eighty billion neural
columns housed within
the arc of our skulls.

But here's the thing.

There is no binary computer
powerful enough to
process all that data.

To truly comprehend
that which comprehends,

that is the human mind,

we need, as they say,
a bigger boat.

And so I give you...

(AUDIENCE GASPING)
En.o.Ch.

The first device in
the world to operate

upon entangled
neutrino charms.

Dear Lord.

It's quantum.
GABRIEL: En.o.Ch!

I delight in this acronym.

For it is written
that God rewarded
an obedient Enoch

by removing his mind
from his flesh

so that he might
live infinitely
and everywhere.

Appearances aside,
I am not God.

But I am looking among you

for one group,
one individual above all,

who is capable of
dedicating En.o.Ch
to their work alone.

All of you have
that potential.

Realize that potential!

WOMAN: One moment, please!

I have a question.

Feel free.

I do.

So I must ask,

who will benefit from
the creation of En.o.Ch?

Everyone.

Everyone you deem a genius.

Everyone who shares
your ambition.

Since you know
your Bible,

might I remind you
of a basic Christian tenet?

The rich man must share
what he has with the poor.

Shouldn't the same apply
to the sharing of
intellectual wealth?

Whatever new reality
En.o.Ch might reveal,

it is one in
which we all belong.

But I don't think
you will allow this.

You will choose.
You have chosen.

Your motives are
compromised and your
intentions egocentric.

And you...

Wake up.

(GASPS)

She doesn't fall.

You saved her.

Hey, are you okay?

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, baby girl.

AGNES: Wow...

You promise me
you'll cut down,
go easy.

I'll cut right down.
I'll go real easy.

Pink or blue.

You choose.

Get him out.
Yeah.

Not now.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Mr. Freeman!

(MUSIC STOPS)

(DOORS CLOSING)

Good evening.

Good evening.

Good evening.

A summons
from the Master.

(FLY BUZZES)

You'll need to change.

Got a phone box?

Uh... Nipple rings.

Thorn in your side.

Body art not for you then.

Quite right.

Even I wouldn't pierce
an asshole.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(MUSIC PLAYING)

BOY: Nice suit, Jaxon!

WOMAN: Nice suit, Jaxon!

Evening.

JAXON: (ON RECORDING)
This is fucking crazy!

I don't even know
what I'm doing here!

ASSESSOR: Unlicensed
animal experimentation.

The rat? You're talking
about the fucking rat?

ASSESSOR: You severed
its spine.

I had to!

People like you,
you'll never understand.

I have the cure
for spinal injury.

So, a paralyzed leg still
has functioning muscles.

It's only the fibers
carrying the nerve signal
that are damaged.

So the leg would move
again if we could bypass
those fibers,

create a wireless
neural network,
which we can.

If we control the process,
we could effect a new kind
of connectivity.

(SCOFFS)
One mind to another.

One body to another.

(ENGINE REVVING)
(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

Wait!

(MACHINE POWERING UP)

(PULSING)

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

It's superfluid.

(PULSING CONTINUES)

A gravitational field.

So it's volatile.

But if it was
stable, we...

Deux Ex Machina.

God from the machine.

I served God once,
you know.

When it served
my purpose.

Ambition makes
whores of us all,
don't you find?

And then,

this punishment,
this cruel vengeance.

It's enough to make you
believe that He exists.

I'm sorry,
am I boring you?

No.

Oh, good.

God forbid.

Your companions,
each one with
a particular skill,

so willing to share.

And none of them suspecting
that the dream they serve
is yours alone.

You're wrong.

I'm all kinds of wrong,
Mr. Freeman.

Look at me!

Come here.

You know,
when I look at you,

I see so much of myself.

And that is why
I have faith in you,
faith in your work.

I believe that you can
make these wrongs right.

So, here's the deal.

I get my body restored,

and you,

you get what
you always wanted.

GABRIEL: (ECHOING)
I give you En.o.Ch.

(GASPS)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(PANTING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(BIRDS FLUTTERING)

PROFESSOR MARKUS DEEKS:
(ON TV) The mind is
the dominion of God.

None but he can lift it
from the flesh.

But now,
technology is catching up
with the prophecy.

If you don't
believe in prophecy,
that is your right,

but might I quote
Revelation 13:16.

"And the beast
shall cause all,
both rich and poor,

"to bear his mark

"upon their head."

Now, these biotags.

We see them everywhere,
behind every ear,
fusing with the skin,

leaving a mark.

How can we pursue

the study of
cybernetic ethics

when that same technology
can alter our thinking?

AGNES: All particles
in all places at all times.

A single unified field
connecting everything.

Every outcome existing.

And I can choose,
we can choose,

to leave one
to enter another.

(EN.O.CH PULSING)

VOLTAIRE: So,
you've got more power?

JAXON: I've got En.o.Ch.

First I connected Aggie,
the control rat.

Even-tempered,
a calming influence
on the pack.

It was unbelievable.

Then, I go for more.

I added Maddie.

She's vicious.

(SQUEAKING)

And I guess I knew
what was gonna happen,
but I had to see.

Torn to shreds,
neck broken.

And then, as soon as
I replaced Aggie,

peace returns.

The unity.

And now...

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

And now,

watch this.

Jesus Christ.

(LAUGHS)

What's he done now?

Who are you?

WOMAN: Hey, Voltaire.

You know her?

No.

You've given them
all names.

You wanna give me yours?

Or, maybe what
you're doing here?

What are you doing here?

Agnes.

She's finished.

(INAUDIBLE)

(GASPING)

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(SNIFFLES)

(GASPS)

I couldn't get
the nails out.

That's her robe.

Is this hers, too?

I'll keep it then.

You never know
when I might need
to take down Christ.

DA SILVA: Still raw,
no doubt, the hurt.

(SIGHS)

Deadlines loom,
and you must complete.

A team replacement
has been found.

(HUFFS)

She's new to the faculty
and quite brilliant.

Too brilliant,
some say.

I hope that...

Well, we hope that
working in a group
will tame her.

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

No hot liquids
in the lab.

Is cold indifference okay?

(SIGHS)

So, you're what?

A programmer?

A neuroscientist,
a nanotech
quantum biologist?

Yes.

Well,

we'd all like to
welcome you to the team.

(ELECTRICAL STATIC)

What did you do?

MADDIE: And by His sword,
that is the word,

He shall bring down
the false world.

And by His sword,
that is the word,

He shall bring down
the false world.

ROLLO: It was
her final proof.

There is no end
to existence,

merely an infinite shift

to another reality.

If you end this outcome,

another will be forced
into existence.

All things,
all places, at all times.

Aggie was smart, calm.

Someone interfered.

What?

In my experiment.

The rat.

You're talking about
the fucking rat?

I just...

And by His sword,
that is the word...

ROLLO: We should
have seen the signs!

...He shall bring down
the false world.
(ARGUING CONTINUES)

And by His sword,
that is the word,

He shall bring down
the false world.

And by His sword...

ROLLO: She's fucking dead!

Everyone grieves
in their own way.

Maddie.

(THUDDING)

(BIRDS SQUEAKING)

(SQUEAKING CONTINUES)

(WOMAN PANTING)

ROLLO: She's mad
to come here.

Girl's dangerous.
I like that.

You've had enough
to like Pol Pot.

Hey! Guys.
(SNAPS FINGERS)

We have to
get her out.
Wait.

We can't just stand by.

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

You bloody well let
her go, or you'll get
a face-full of fist!

(SIGHS)

My word.

ROLLO: Look, I know that
it's theoretically possible.

But Voltaire has
zero mobility.

So the amount of
processing required

to move
just, well, his hand,
is incomprehensible!

I mean, just look
at the neural
transmission rate.

The data flow
for a human is...

Well, it's incalculable.

Fuck me.

It's a hand job
only, mate.

Give it time.

ROLLO: But to handle
this amount of data...

You'd need access
to a very rare
quantum computer.

En.o.Ch.

But she didn't
have the codes.

How did she...
How did "we"?

A joint effort.

We all played a part.

MADDIE: Including Agnes?

She had an essential
role, correct?

I mean,

if she hadn't killed herself,
you wouldn't be here.

Right?

DYLAN: Madds, come on.

DEEKS: (ECHOING) The mind is

the dominion of God.

The mind is
the dominion of God.

And only He shall lift it
from the flesh.

(ALARM BLARING)

This must stop.

VOLTAIRE: Stop?
What does she mean,
stop?

You're not gonna stop?

Hey!

You're not gonna stop!

She shouldn't be alone.

Come on.

VOLTAIRE: Do you know
what this means?
I get my body back.

I'd get my life back.

You hearing me?

You want this, Jaxon.

I want this.

What the fuck?

It's not possible.
I don't believe it.

Jaxon!

Double-blind air vaults,
these are all my sig moves.

Are you getting this now?

You didn't just
connect Voltaire.

You tapped
your own tag, too.

The two of you,
on the network,
both transmitting.

You to him,
and him to you.

You stole the codes.

Ambition makes
whores of us all.

He summoned you?

Gave you my data,
my research?

No! No, no! My work,
that you stole!

Because you're you.
And Mr. Freeman has
to be first!

And I get that.

And I don't care.

We're friends.

We share.

Me first.

(PULSING)

You sure, big guy?

How long does it
take to...

(GASPS)

Holy shit!

(PANTING)

It feels...

It feels

good.

Take it slow,
all right?

(LAUGHING)

I did it.

I fucking did it.

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

Spark it up.

(WIND BLOWING)

VOLTAIRE: (MENTALLY)
I feel it.

It feels strong.

Now the left.

JAXON: I was right.

Next step,

he walks.

ROLLO: It works.

MoSkA works.

DYLAN: We just ripped
the world a new worm hole.

This is just the beginning.

This can't stop.
I want more.

Which means
more neural pads.

VOLTAIRE:
How many do you need?
I've got 20 in my crew.

DYLAN: That's not enough.

More like 200.

It's the black
and white tonight.

My God, he's right!
We could do everyone.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

STELLA: No!

Someone must stay off
the system.

We need a control rat.

It's what you want.

It's what
you've always wanted.

The moment
he gets his body back,
and you get proved right.

(CHUCKLES)

You always get
what you want?

No.

(ALARM BLARING)

MOSCA: Get up!

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(HIGH-PITCHED PULSING)

(MUFFLED KNOCKING)
(GASPING)

Maddie?

DEEKS: He can lift it
from the flesh.

Maddie?

Young minds building
his machines.

Madds, come out!

And with every
new invention,
He increases.

Maddie?

The mind is
the dominion of God.

And only He can lift it
from the flesh!

His familiars are
set forth amongst us.
Hidden, as your friends.

You don't know it,
but you labor for
the devil.

Two hundred years ago,

a man named Enoch Taylor
built the machines of
the industrial revolution.

But when he saw...

Madds!

...the misery
that they wrought...

You can change this feeling.
We can help you.

He turned his furnaces
to a new purpose.

To build hammers
for the masses to smash
those same machines.

Enoch's hammer filled
with righteous revolt

to unmask the devil.

(IN DEMONIC VOICE)
That which Enoch made,

Enoch shall destroy.

(ECHOING) Destroy.

You shall feel him
everywhere.

My beloved daughter.

(BREATH SHAKING)

DEEKS: Do your duty.

Jax!

DEEKS: You don't know it,
but you labor for the devil.

Old buddy.

You're as
white as a ghost.

DEEKS: You shall see it everywhere.

MAN: (ON PA) The time has
come to celebrate

as we send forth
our graduates to
the world.

The ball begins,
so please,

feel free.

No time for fillies.
We've got minds to fuck.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(EN.O.CH PULSING)

(PULSING CONTINUES)

Shall we?
Absolutely.

Jax! Jax!

Jax! What's wrong?

Are you there?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

You have to try this, Jax.
It's amazing.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay.

First subject.

Roger that.

I, uh, never
got your name.

Mini.

(CHUCKLES)

Our first mouse.

(PULSING)

Come on,
give it a whirl.

I can't dance.
Not like that.

Just go with it.

(PULSING)

Oh, my God.

(BEEPS AND WHIRS)

(EN.O.CH PULSING)
(BEEPING)

(ALARM BLARING)

(PULSING)

Give the word.

Dearly beloved!

We are gathered here
today to celebrate

the joining of these
men and these women.

I will be the one who
will connect you all,
right here, right now.

Do not fear it.

Embrace it.

In five,

four,

three,

two...

JAXON: Too late to stop now.

One.

(PULSING)

(GASPS)

Guys?

(BONES CREAKING)

Talk to me.
Are you there?

Scopes are down.

I've lost biometrics,
no scans, no comms.

(BEEPING INCREASES)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

Voltaire?

It's beautiful.

(GRUNTING)

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

(EN.O.CH PULSING)

(BEEPING)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(PULSING CONTINUES)

(BIRDS FLUTTERING)

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

(LIQUID SLOSHING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

No!

Maddie.

(GRUNTS)

(HEART BEATING)

(SCREAMS)

(MADDIE SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

I must ask you
not to interfere.

(SCREAMING)

(SNARLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

You killed them!

Your ambition.

You killed them all!

(EXCLAIMS)

For this,
he made a whore of me!

(FOOTSTEPS)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

I must ask you
not to interfere.

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(GROANS)

(GROANING)

It could've...

It could have
been so different.

You could have
been so different.

(GROANING)

AGNES: If we choose to
collapse one reality,

to bring it down,

the other will be
forced into existence.

(GASPS)

(MOUTHING) I'm sorry.

Look on my works,
ye mighty, and despair.

This force, this darkness...

At first I found it
hard to control, but now,

an unexpected pleasure.

If memory serves...

Please, feel free.

(PULSING)

What is this?

Who are you?

(RAT SQUEAKING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

You are En.o.Ch.

Calculating in
every reality.

FEMALE VOICE: Calculating
in every reality.

Existing in every outcome.

(BEEPING)

(GASPING)

Must I die?

No!

(PULSING INTENSIFIES)

(CREAKING)

GABRIEL: The most complex
device in the known universe.

The left side is logic.

It believes itself
to be a distinct,
individual personality.

It is the ego,

the me.

The right side, however,
is entirely different.

It has no logic, no memory.

It can only experience
the now, this moment.

It has no sense of self.

Instead,
it believes itself to be

part of everything
that it experiences.

My left side was blocked.

(DA SILVA MOANING)

(BONES CREAKING)

GABRIEL: Touching her,

and yet, not touching.

My logic functions,

my sense of self,
leaving me.

I am released.

I am within
the unified field.

It exists, it is real,

and it is wonderful.

I didn't want to come back.

But, for good or ill,
I survived.

"For good or ill."

I ponder that phrase.

One outcome, or another.

The seizure could have
caused catastrophic damage
to my brain,

leaving me physically
and spiritually crippled.

But, I was spared.

I walked away unharmed.

And I believe for a reason.

To lead you all to the field.

And when we get there,

we should not fear
the loss of self.

We should not ask,
"What becomes of us?"

Instead, we should wonder,

"What do we become?"

And so, I give you all,

En.o.Ch.

(AUDIENCE GASPING)

(ALL APPLAUDING)

(EN.O.CH PULSING)

STELLA: This is not the end.

This is how it begins.

How it had to begin.

A first step

to the edge of
a new dimension.

And we stand unafraid

because we know
that when we fall,

(CRUMBLING)

We fall forward.

(BIRDS FLUTTERING)