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Hey.

My name is Bonnie.

This song...

I used to sing it to her

when she couldn’t fall asleep

so she’d find some peace.

This is for you,

Zea.

You know what they call you?

"Nym’s Monster".

What are you singing, kiddo?

It's what Bonnie used to sing to me

whenever I couldn’t fall asleep.

You should’ve seen it.

Bonnie was one thing

but what we did to Bono...

God. That was disgusting.

Almost over-the-top.

I’ll kill you.

Yeah? And how’s that going?

And you really think I know where Prince is.

Stupid child.

Hold on.

You don’t know where Prince is?

Most of us have never seen him.

Well, shit.

Yes.

Shit.

Well.

Great. Now everyone’s dead.

Yeah. We shot them.

It happens.

Ashwagandha.

What?

It’s a natural supplement.

Supposed to have a calming effect. Herbs and stuff.

I’m just saying.

You don’t seem very calm.

One day they'll get us.

Are you listening?

We can’t go on like this.

You don’t have to stay.

I never asked you to.

- Bono? - Nope.

Leave me out of this.

Ashwagandha.

She’s not safe as long as Prince is alive.

What about us?

Me?

You’d throw it all away? After everything-

Ashwagandha.

I can't lose her, OK?

I can’t.

You know the Section. We can’t protect her.

Not from him.

Zea!

Fuck.

You were supposed to wait in the car.

I found a cactus.

What?

That’s really ugly.

- You’re ugly. - Hey!

You can’t just walk into the Section unarmed.

What’s wrong with you?

Yeah, but...

But what?

But Felix was all alone.

Felix?

Felix?

Yes.

Seriously?

Boop!

OK. That’s enough.

Bono.

Hey! Felix!

Zip it.

You got training tomorrow.

We’ll clean up, OK?

Love you guys!

Yeah, yeah. Love you too.

She’ll be the end of us.

The Section won’t stop, Nym.

You know him.

That’s why we’re training her.

What if Prince finds her?

What if he tells her the truth?

Then what?

We got out because of her.

So she’d be safe.

- There’s nothing more we can do. - This isn’t about us.

Zea can put an end to this.

Prince.

The Section.

- All of it. - She's twelve.

You know what we’re dealing with.

Prince is a monster.

And Zea...

she proves there’s a limit to his power.

The cactus...

The corpses she doesn't notice

but the cactus...

The monster?

You’re creating it.

Then it’s time to be scared.

You don’t want to die.

Hey. Listen to me.

I don’t know where he is.

- Damn it! What do you want from me? - Silence.

Zea, Zea, Zea!

Just silence.

Zea!

I don’t know where he is!

Fuck. There is someone, OK?

Who?

The Bons.

Bono and Bonnie are dead.

Prince killed them.

No he didn’t!

Damn it! He didn’t kill them! They’re alive!

- Why do you people always lie? - I’m not lying to you!

I have no reason to lie to you, for God's sake!

They can get you to him. OK?

Turn it off.

Turn it off!

Shit.

That was close.

Are you crazy?

Yes.

Where are they?

OK...

That’s fucking disturbing.

Bonnie was one thing.

But what we did to Bono.

Fuck.

Hey, you.

Zea?

You’re covered in blood?

Is that a question?

No.

It’s a fact.

You’re an asshole.

That’s a fact.

How long has it been?

Two years.

You got old.

You think so?

Yeah.

Never seen you this...

weak,

old, even.

- I’m glad you’re here. - Stop it.

- Zea - - That’s not my name. Please Nym.

Can you at least pretend to have your shit together?

There’s coffee.

What?

Well,

I’m offering you coffee.

That’s what you do when you have company

and you have your shit together.

Right?

Are you serious?

Are you going to shoot me

or should I make coffee?

Did they find you?

They always do.

Once it dries, right?

Before that.

It’s blood.

I need a shower.

Sucks to see me like this?

There’s fresh towels in the -

I know my way around.

Asshole.

Missed you too.

Where are the others?

Bonnie and Bono?

Where are they?

Bonnie.

Bono and Bonnie are dead.

Prince killed them.

Nym?

Yeah I heard you.

Was it hard?

To get coffee?

I don’t like to be outside.

Yeah.

Cause you’re antisocial.

That hasn’t gotten easier without you.

Good thing I’m back then.

Is it?

I thought you left because you wanted a normal life?

Yeah.

I did.

And your scars?

Looks more like

you’re still searching for Prince.

And that’s surprises you?

Fucker killed my parents.

And the Bons.

Bono.

Bonnie.

They're all dead.

Isn't that right?

Exactly.

I just didn’t forget.

You kept her guitar.

Matches the decor.

- I like warm - - Warm colors.

Cold isn't your thing.

- You fuck - - No cursing -

- Fuck you. - Why are you here?

Why did you keep her guitar?

Bonnie's dead.

I don’t get what you want from me.

I want to see it in those cold eyes.

The Bons?

Where are they?

Zea?

Hey, Bonnie.

You’re beautiful.

You’re too late.

They’re all dead.

We killed them.

Yes.

You and me, Boo.

Where have you been all this time?

The Section. Where else?

What did he do to you?

Did you miss me?

Of course I did.

You never looked for us.

I thought you were dead.

No.

Silly girl. We’re very much alive.

Pulse and all.

Why didn’t Prince -

Kill us?

He didn’t want to kill us.

Just punish.

He just punished us.

Although... that's not completely true.

He never touched me.

But...

I got to watch.

Yeah. That’s what it was.

Watch.

Shit.

I’m sorry Bono.

It’s fine.

Exactly!

It was worth it.

Because here she is! Nym’s great...

Zea.

You shouldn’t have come.

You left us.

You think I didn’t want to look for you?

Of course I did.

I was twelve, Bonnie.

When they found you.

Twelve. I was just a child.

Back then? Sure.

But now you’re here and all I see...

is him.

A monster. Just like him.

That’s what you are.

- I should’ve kept looking for you. - Are you insane?

Zea is bigger than us.

Bonnie, please.

I never saw him have a weak moment.

Nym. It just never got to him.

And then you,

and it’s like something’s suddenly alive...

Things can be broken.

Because there’s something he cares about.

- I don’t hate you Zea. - Me neither.

We’re all Nym's victims.

What are you talking about?

You know whose victims we are.

Wait ...

Prince?

Yes.

Among others.

Is that why you’re looking for him?

You think Prince killed your parents?

Can you believe that, Bono?

Sorry, I’m a little lost. I just...

He never told you, did he?

God, I’m overwhelmed.

Never told me what?

Prince didn’t kill your parents.

Then who did?

Do you want to know?

- Should I - - Bonnie!

You’re loosing it.

I’m just saying.

You're going too far.

Leave me alone.

- Bono? - This wont help.

Yeah... I’m sort of with you.

- You lied to me. - Hey!

- I was just protecting you. - Who killed them?

I never understood what he saw in you.

He never saw it in me.

Even though you’re nothing special.

You’re not beautiful.

I could take you if I wanted.

It was Nym.

What if Prince finds her?

What if he tells her the truth?

How could I be so fucking stupid.

Fuck.

Shut the fuck up, Nym.

I see you.

Alright.

Did you know?

Look at me.

Did you know they were alive?

Yes.

They were too far gone.

I was too late.

So it’s true?

Alright.

Thank you.

That’s all I needed.

- Can I - - Shut the fuck up!

That’s what you can do.

You won’t kill me.

You’re already dead.

Hope you’re embarrassed.

Zea?

Zea?

Can I -

Fuck off!

Can you please open the door?

I’m serious, Nym. Stay where you are.

I didn’t know about you.

I’m not listening.

You just did.

I didn’t realize what he'd done to me.

No. Forget it.

This isn’t Prince’ fault. This in on you.

You alone.

I knew that back then.

That’s why I saved you.

So I should thank you?

- You wouldn’t be alive without me. - You’re still an asshole.

At least I’m transparent.

Transparent?

- Really? - Were you on my laptop?

Would that annoy you?

You know how powerful the Section is.

Your parents would have been killed either way,

if not by me then by some other agent.

Only the other one wouldn’t have left you alive.

This can’t be happening.

You asshole.

You’re not my hero, my saviour!

You’re the reason everything’s so fucking broken.

Me, you.

The Bons. All of it.

Because of you. It’s your fault.

And everything after that.

After that day. I did it all for you.

Don't you get it? I tried.

Doesn’t make you good.

It was never about me.

I was too far gone.

But you weren’t.

My parents?

I can't remember the sound of my mom’s voice.

I don’t know what it feels like

to be in the arms of my dad.

And I never will.

Because it's too late for that, Nym.

Got it?

Should I leave you alone?

You always wanted to be alone

when you were angry.

I’m not angry.

I’m just done.

With you. The Section. Prince. The Bons.

You’re all so fucking ugly.

You make me sick.

I thought we stood for something.

There was nothing besides the Section.

I was sixteen

when Prince sent me to kill your parents.

He never mentioned you.

I didn’t know there would be a child.

You were irrelevant.

Collateral damage.

By the time I saw you it was too late.

Your parents...

I couldn’t change it.

You don’t stand for anything.

Bonnie and Bono. They were real.

Whatever Prince did to them...

All that was left was hate.

He took the rest.

Bonnie really loved you.

Do you know that?

I had you.

Oh, come on. Bullshit!

I know you.

Nym above all.

You wanted to prove to yourself

that you’re not just a piece of shit.

But that’s exactly what you are.

And without people like you,

the world would be a better place.

Then why don’t you just kill me?

After all, I deserve it.

At least you’re aware of that.

You’re not answering my question.

A better world...

If the world was that simple.

People wouldn’t be so complex.

Fucking poet.

I do my best.

So do I.

But I won’t kill you.

Live with it.

You know,

I’m really glad you told her.

Really great.

Yeah. Right?

Feel better?

Can you come back now?

Hey.

Give her a moment, please.

Are you done?

She’ll die here Bono.

And you won’t -

No.

What?

Fucking asshole.

You have to let me go.

Right.

That’s enough. I’ve had it.

It should’ve been you, not me, I know.

That’s not my fault.

So leave me out of it.

I just got caught in the middle.

Tell me where Nym is.

OK.

OK... That’s unexpected.

His death won’t change anything.

I don’t care about him.

I want Prince.

Prince didn’t kill your parents.

Yeah that was Nym. Ha! I remember.

This is bigger than Nym.

He can fucking die for all I care.

You don’t know where Nym is.

I’ll find him.

I’ll send you his location.

But you have to find Prince.

- Can you do that? - Yes.

I can do anything.

I don’t trust you.

You can’t watch him die.

Then kill me.

Zea.

I say this with love.

Take a deep breath before you speak.

Bonnie.

I’ve been quiet long enough, Bono.

Time to fucking speak.

You haven’t noticed, have you?

You never apologized.

- Not even now. - That’s what you want?

An apology?

I don’t want to have this conversation anymore.

- Why not? - Doesn’t make me a better person.

So you just walk away?

I’m not getting into a fight with you.

My shirt’s too big for you.

No, it suits me.

Can we please talk?

Fuck it.

Zea, please.

I’m having a drink now.

- What? - I’m drinking.

What are you drinking?

The thing you drink

when you want to make someone bearable.

There’s no alcohol in this house.

Zea?

Alcohol.

That’s not alcohol.

- Then..? - Ethanol.

Why is it green?

I distilled chlorophyll out of spinach.

Turns red if you hold it under the light.

I red that somewhere.

And it’s true.

But you shouldn’t drink it.

Ethanol is still alcohol.

I won’t react to that.

You just did.

Ethanol is poison.

It’s not like I’m not immune.

Why would you be immune to ethanol?

And...

What?

- What? - Used to be so quiet in here.

Why would I be immune to fucking ethanol?

Do you know why I’m immune to ethanol?

I thought you didn’t want to fight?

Or does it make you a better person?

- Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck- - No cursing.

OK.

Could I be immune to ethanol

because some bastard spent ten years of his life

poisoning me with everything under the sun?

Would that be possible?

Harmless amounts.

What?

Those were harmless amounts.

Zea.

I don’t get why you’re so angry.

I only poisoned you a little.

How does that sound?

That’s how you build up a tolerance to neurotoxins.

Oh my god.

Oh my fucking god.

No cursing.

Suck my dick.

Normally that would make me angry.

But, fortunately...

You’re immune to ethanol.

Bastard.

Just wait.

For what?

Zea.

Put him down.

Or what?

Or I’ll get angry.

You don’t want that.

Thanks.

That makes you angry?

A fucking cactus?

He’s important to me.

You don’t remember?

Felix?

He’s alive?

I looked after him.

Hey, Felix.

I talked more to this cactus than to you.

I didn’t always know what to say.

Neither did the cactus.

But I always enjoyed listening to you.

It was...

valuable, somehow.

You’re the last person I ever wanted to hurt.

I was just...

too late.

You don’t get it.

I’m not happy.

Then change.

You think I haven’t tried?

I left.

Left you.

I wanted a normal life.

But I’m not like everybody else.

As much as I try to fight it,

you win.

I’m exactly what you made of me.

You’re different.

That’s not a good thing!

They notice.

You know what your problem is?

You never got what life was trying to tell you.

Which is?

Don’t be an asshole.

Don’t look at me like that Felix.

Don’t bother.

Pick that up.

Did I forget something?

What do you mean...?

Ah, Bonnie.

I’m still talking.

You can hear that, right?

Sorry.

Bono.

Hey!

You good?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I just don't fully understand

why you're here.

It's like I forgot.

Our appointment.

But still, it's nice to see you.

Always a pleasure.

- We’re happy too. - I’m not.

I don’t blame you, Bono.

I just have a hard time with people.

I get uncomfortable.

Feel like I don’t belong.

They’re all so closed off.

Don’t share anything.

But then still go and sit in the sauna together.

Naked.

Next to each other.

Sweating on each other.

Shameless.

I don’t get it.

Seriously.

I don’t get them.

Saunas?

Yes.

Saunas.

Sorry.

I didn't see you.

No worries.

I’m just talking about Saunas.

I will

fuck off.

Oh, while I have you...

why don’t you grab their guns.

Sorry for the interruption.

I know.

I’m not someone you interrupt.

We just -

You really think I wouldn’t notice?

But Bonnie,

power...

isn’t just authority.

Power...

is the willingness to be violent.

I can see it in your eyes.

But do you see it in mine?

Prince, please...

Where is she?

We don’t know.

But we’ll find out.

Zea.

She’ll give us Nym’s location...

if we give her yours.

So that’s the plan?

That’s the plan, yes.

And it’s not that dumb.

We've thought it through.

We’ll find them both.

Zea and Nym.

But we won’t tell you how.

That's for us to know.

See, we know more than you.

And knowledge is something like power.

You can’t kill us.

Bono please.

Bono please.

Bono please.

And if you find them,

you’ll kill them both?

Yes.

That would be the general idea.

- Right? - We’ll kill them.

Zea and Nym. For you.

You too, Bono?

Yes.

You care about her.

Zea.

I care about Bonnie.

No.

Stay with Zea.

Zea.

You don’t want her to die.

Something funny?

I have this dream.

Repeats itself.

Every night.

I stand under a bridge.

Looking up.

Someone’s up there.

Tiny.

On the railing.

Look’s like he’s about to jump.

So I scream.

Hey!

Don’t jump! Don't kill yourself!

But...

He doesn't move.

He doesn't come down.

So I start running.

I run as fast I can.

I run.

I run and run because I’m scared.

I’m scared he’ll jump.

And I don’t even know why.

And then I get to the top.

And he’s gone.

I think he must’ve jumped.

So,

I climb onto the railing

and look down.

There's someone standing down there.

Tiny.

And he’s screaming something.

At first I don’t understand,

but slowly I start to make it out.

Hey!

Don’t jump!

Don’t kill yourself!

Don’t kill yourself.

And that...

Is what’s funny.

What?

Zea.

She knows it.

The dream of the bridge.

She doesn’t have to live.

Zea and I...

We’re already dreaming.

You...

are a masterpiece.

I got Tinder.

What?

Tinder. It’s a -

Yeah I know what Tinder is.

What am I supposed to do with that?

You want to talk?

Then react to what I’m saying.

I have Tinder

and I use it...

a lot.

Nice.

Nice?

Nice.

Doesn't bother you?

It’s a little risky.

I can defend myself, thanks to you.

You have to say ‘please’.

What are you doing?

I took your magazine.

Say ‘please’.

Please.

Please?

Please Zea can I have my magazine?

No.

I don’t feel like it.

Whatever.

Am I supposed to be impressed?

At least I’m being transparent.

Are you glad?

About what?

Finally having a reason to hate me.

No.

Sure?

I wish I never found out.

It's so fucking stupid.

I wish...

you could still be you.

Like you always were.

So, no.

I’m not happy.

On the contrary.

I’m alone.

Because you’re a murderer.

- And you? - What about me?

How many people have you killed?

- Those were - - Bad people?

Who had to die

to make the world a better place?

That’s what's bothering you, isn’t it?

You don’t fit your own ideology.

But if you ignored all that for a moment,

all your fake morals, your blind ethics,

all those romantic daydreams...

What’s left?

What are you?

What would you rather be, Zea...

a soldier in a garden,

or a gardener in a war?

Your saying.

I know what I am.

I am what’s left.

Whatever you left behind.

Soldier in a garden.

Bloody hands.

War in my head.

Satisfied?

Is that what you wanted to hear?

We grew up in the Section.

Bonnie.

Bono.

And me.

Our lives only made sense

if we took someone else’s.

That’s what we were taught, at least.

I never really believed it,

but I also didn’t care.

The world is evil.

So it doesn’t matter what you do to it.

Never saw the point in any of this.

The world keeps spinning.

Bad people doing bad things...

And time...

erases it all.

But then you come along...

the flaw in my logic.

Shattering my understanding of the world

because it can’t...

it can’t all be bad

when there’s someone like you.

Beautiful.

Despite all the madness.

Fuck.

Thank you.

You won’t kill me.

You’re already dead.

Please, Bono.

Nym!

Fuck.

- We need to get out of here. - What?

- I made a mistake. - What are you talking about?

I wasn’t thinking.

I was angry.

We have to get the fuck out here.

- They’ll kill you. - Who?

The Bons.

So they’ll tell me where Prince is.

Once you’re dead, I’ll get his location.

Are you listening to me?

The Bons are coming.

I know.

- I know you. - Then why are you still here?

You’ll die here. Got it?

- Shitty plan! - Altruism?

You’ll get killed, idiot!

You’re proof that his power has limits.

His blind spot.

So even if I die here -

You know it won’t end with him!

You know the Section!

I know Prince.

And if I kill him? Then what?

You live.

You don’t get it.

The problem isn’t the Section. Or Prince.

The problem isn’t even you.

You broke me.

You took everything.

Everything, Nym.

And then...

You gave it all back.

I’m allowed to hate you.

I should hate you.

But truth is...

I can’t.

No one’s closer to me than you.

No one will ever be closer to me than you.

I can’t escape that.

Cause that’s what breaks me.

Wherever I am.

So get that into your head.

I don’t hate you.

I hate myself.

For loving you.

Fuck.

Cursing.

You kept her guitar?

Yeah.

You really think we can do this?

Bonnie and Bono?

- The way they used to be? - We have to try.

We owe them that much.

You got a plan?

- You don’t, do you? - I have no idea how this will turn out...

but that’s the way it works.

We can only look back, see what we did wrong,

and do better this time.

Better?

Yeah.

Doesn’t take much.

Because we’re shit people?

Is that what you’re saying?

We’re not.

We never were.

With all this shit...

the madness.

We’re alright.

Honestly.

Not great, but...

Alright.

Okay then.

Let’s give it a shot.

You’re staying?

Yeah.

I got this.

I’ll get them back.

Where did you get that?

Classroom.

Put it back.

I've never been to a school.

I had a look around.

Now I feel kinda sad.

I’m nearly done here.

I don’t belong here.

This was never our world.

That’s not true.

We got pretty close.

Zea and Nym? That was never real.

It was for me.

Keep living in your head.

Yeah.

It’s pretty up there.

- Because you don’t look at me like that. - How do I look at you?

As if this wasn’t my world.

As if you were afraid they’d notice.

What do you want from me?

Can I make a wish?

Go ahead.

I think all you do is exist.

Because it’s hard to live.

So if I could make a wish -

I don’t live?

No.

Of course not.

Not like Zea.

Right?

That’s not what I meant.

You think I wanted this?

How am I supposed to live with it?

How?

Is there room for me?

Room?

Right there.

Where I’ve been hiding.

Somewhere within you.

Right next to Zea.

Will you let me in

or do I not belong there?

Boop!

- There you are. - No. Bono.

Reality is standing in front of you.

That's my world.

Mine too.

You’re no better than Nym.

How can you say that?

You and Nym...

you'd let the whole world burn,

as long as Zea is safe.

And I'm breaking

under everything that’s left of you.

And you...

You just watch me.

And you love her.

Stop!

Look at me.

This is me!

There’s nothing more I can give you.

Any of you. I’ll never be her.

Please don’t do this Bonnie. Please.

Go ahead, Bono. Throw me away.

No!

I’ll kill them.

I’ll kill them. Both of them.

I can’t loose you again.

Not because of her.

I just can’t.

They’ll die.

But why?

Part of the training.

All those small apartments.

Can't figure it out.

Entry points don’t make any sense,

neither do the exits.

It’s tight and open at the same time.

So we kind of loose it.

That’s...

kind of stupid.

I had to order all my furniture.

Me too.

Funny.

Yeah.

I’m glad you kept it.

Her guitar.

I never really got it.

Music.

It was always kind of your thing.

Music takes you back.

Makes all the ugly go away for a few minutes.

Nothing matters.

Because music is beautiful.

And currently that’s more important.

Drift off. Let go.

Letting go...

Not everything has to be war, Nym.

Shit.

Yeah.

Good job.

I’m severely unsatisfied.

Great.

Should I open the door?

We could just leave them outside.

Hey you.

Hey.

OK. Interesting.

You want a drink?

No. We're killing you.

Nym has coffee.

Too bitter.

I’ll put some sugar in it.

That’s enough.

Bonnie.

What’s the plan?

Does that make it less bitter?

It adds some sweet...

stays a bit bitter.

And you? Nym’s child.

Don’t let me down.

May I?

Go ahead.

What now?

What did he do to you?

Please, Bono.

Sorry, kid.

Is this what you want?

We're family, Bonnie.

We don’t have anything else.

You shouldn’t have thrown me away.

It’s not too late.

You don’t have to forgive me, Bonnie.

But...

don’t forget how beautiful you can be.

How beautiful am I now?

I’ll always love you Bonnie.

You won’t change that.

You’ll keep your promise?

You’ll tell Zea where Prince is?

Yes.

Will you fight?

We’re family, Bono.

Nym!

Stop!

Bono!

It's OK, Bono.

I can’t do this without her.

I need her.

I’m here.

No you’re not.

But I can fix it.

No, Bonnie, please.

It’s all good, Bono. It's all good.

What are you doing?

Stop it.

Stop it!

Bonnie.

I’m here.

Don’t touch me.

You can do it.

I’m lost.

I’m gone, Zea.

Can’t you see?

Try.

Just try, Bonnie.

Hey!

My name is Bonnie.

This song...

I used to sing it to her

when she couldn’t fall asleep

so she’d find some peace.

This is for you, Zea.

Wow.

Nice.

It’s okay.

I’m right here.

We’re all still here.

Bonnie?

We’re...

We’re not killing them, are we?

No, Bono.

OK.

OK, cool.

By the way,

I really hate to interrupt you

but I’m bleeding out over here.

- You good? - Amazing. Yeah.

Really great.

Need a bandaid?

Fuck you.

Your relationship is such a mess.

- How is anyone - - Oh my God.

What?

Consider the mood before you speak.

What if I can’t do that?

Then maybe don’t say anything at all.

- And if I still say something? - I’ll slap you -

Zea! Bono!

Bonnie and Zea kissed.

What?

Oh my God.

That was crazy. I was so overwhelmed.

I don’t know what to say to that.

Then maybe don’t say anything at all.

I’m sorry.

As long as you’re back.

Quick question.

Did anyone get what just happened here

because to me it's just...

Could just be a Bono problem.

Prince.

I’ll kill him.

You know where he is?

What are we waiting for?

- Let’s fuck the bastard. - Zea!

Very vulgar. Totally uncalled for.

You’re about to slap me, aren’t you?

Stop it, kids. Prince is long gone.

Something doesn’t add up.

Prince.

We saw him.

He wasn’t alone, and he’s always alone.

The guy at the club?

- You think he’s a - - A Jumper.

You know a Jumper?

By the way, I’m still bleeding out.

You know what?

I’m gonna put you back together.

What?

No, Bono. Please don’t.

Very sorry about this.

- No! Ouch! - You got a needle?

- What? - And thread.

Ouch.

You remembered...

the song.

How could I forget?

You always had such a hard time falling asleep.

Hasn’t gotten easier without you.

There’s no going back.

Not for me.

Then we go forward.

How?

Like always.

Like before.

Together.

Thanks for your help.

Looked like you had it under control.

Do you wanna get up?

I’m eating.

Me too.

Very unhealthy.

Banana?

Well then.

Shall we?

I was going to sing to him.

I’d laugh... but someone stabbed me.

Drama Queen.

I’ve never seen you laugh.

You should’ve said something.

What?

We would have helped.

Zea... shut up.

She’ll be the end of us.

I’m glad you survived.

The others bored me.

You think I’m your enemy?

Yes?

Maybe better that way.

I gave this to your mom.

Your birthstone.

I know who you really are.

September Baby.

Are you leaving it at that?

Or do you actually have something smart to say?

You have no idea who you are? Do you?

Zea.

Zea. That’s right.

The Section isn’t what you think.

And you’re not Zea.

September Baby.

You just don’t get it.

A homeless man gave this to me.

Martin or Markus.

Something with an “M”.

Martin or Markus

spends every evening waiting

for the flower shops to close.

Whatever’s left, he gets to take.

The next day he gets up early

and hands out the flowers.

Not for money, or food, or anything really.

He just does it.

Somehow that’s enough.

And that’s what you don’t get.

You never understood what it means to be human.

Gardner or soldier. It’s all just people.

We don’t want to go to war.

Because war makes it hard to hear the birds.

And what would you prefer to be?

Gardner or soldier?

I want to be human.

But I’m just Prince.

See you around.

You’re not immune to neurotoxins?

You think that does it?

You can’t stop the Section.

I’m just Prince.

But who is King?

I'm the fucking King.

Life...

is not always the best killer.

Sometimes you need more.

You get used to it.

Don't look at me like that.

That's not what I meant.

It's just...

you kind of get used to it.

To all this.

You try to do it differently.

Trying to be a good person.

A better person.

But somehow...

Somehow you always end up here.

And do you know why?

The ugly truth:

Blood does not stick to heroes.

Ah great.

No.

Pretty shitty.

You are fucked.

Yes, I realise that. Thank you.

I hate these moments.