[mellow guitar music plays]
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
[vocalizing]
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
When I dream,
I dream too high
Catching stars
as they fly by
But I can't hold
something so bright
That I'll waste a dream
tonight
Mm-mm
[bells clanging]
[ominous music plays]
[loud cheering]
[crowd shouting]
[shouting continues]
[sound muffles]
[sound normalizes]
Stop the fight! Stop the fight!
Stop the fight!
Stop the fight!
Stop the fight!
[shouting continues]
[man coughing and wheezing]
[labored breathing]
[coughing]
Smoke!
You know I don't like that sh*t.
Don't even f*cking light it.
-Shut up.
-[sighs]
All right.
I argued with the b*stards.
I argued,
and they ain't hear me.
This is the third time with
Dylan you broke the rules.
I talked to him.
They're not gonna
book you anymore.
We can go somewhere else.
Oh, there is no other place.
You got it?
They book all the flights
from here to the border.
[labored breathing]
You know...
I can't manage a...
a fighter who won't listen.
Because of a f*cking bell?
Well, that's...
that's the rules, kid.
That's the rules.
[labored breathing]
It's my reputation, too.
Look at me.
I'm so sorry.
[down-tempo music plays]
[coughs]
[music intensifies]
[echoing scream]
[rapping] Yeah, let me see you
shake that butt
Yeah
Let me see you shake that
what-what-what-what
What-what-what-what
[music thumping on car stereo]
Yeah, what-what, yeah
[music continues thumping]
Yeah, yeah
Let me see you check that
Hope you don't mind.
I made us some coffee.
Christ's sake, Smoke.
Have a seat.
Shawn's waiting in the car.
So what the hell am
I supposed to think?
That you come here
to beat me up?
I wouldn't need
Shawn to do that.
He's better off
keeping the f*cking car warm.
Yeah, let me see you
shake that
What-what-what-what
what-what
What a f*cking mess, Smoke.
Go f*ck yourself.
My ex-wife did the cleaning,
I don't clean.
You know I had to wash this
coffee cup five f*cking times
before I could drink out of it.
You didn't happen to...
...bring tonight's cut with you
since you bothered
to come all the way over here?
You're done, Smoke.
[down-tempo music plays]
And the league's not paying for
tonight's spectacle
or whatever the f*ck that was.
She's a f*cking fighter!
Rita Rowdy was
a house favorite,
and now she has a broken jaw.
Who the f*ck do you think's
gonna pay for that?
She's a fighter!
She knows the chance she takes
getting in that ring.
[exhales]
I helped to build
this f*cking league.
You got that?
And now you have the f*cking
nerve to come over here
and tell me I'm done.
This is a piss-ant match
in some f*cking garage
in a broken-down factory.
I bring you a-a-a fighter. Yeah?
And what do you expect me,
to f*cking bridle her?
Hey, Luca, the way I see it,
Rita Rowdy's better off that all
she got was a broken jaw, right?
Ha!
It's funny.
Yeah.
Hell, it's funny where people...
how they forget,
how people forget that...
it's funny how you forget, Luca.
I haven't forgot a thing, Smoke.
Like when the bell goes
ding-ding.
I still remember that.
I also remember
all the times you would throw
some street meat in the ring
and call it a fighter!
Maybe you were good.
But I can't remember that!
Maybe your bell's going
ding-ding, too, Smoke.
Maybe it's time
you realize that.
Well, I remember
what it's like
to be inside that ring.
Maybe you forget that.
Maybe you forget
where you come from, Luca.
Yeah, well...
I figured out you can make
more money
outside the ring than in it.
So tell me, Luca,
in all your profound wisdom...
...what those eyes
surrounding the ring,
what they came to see,
it's not the f*cking money.
No, no, no.
It's not the f*cking bell.
It's the blood.
That's what they want to see.
And they want to see lots of it.
The blood.
Ah, the more of it, the better.
The more those girls
tear each other apart,
the more the crowd screams
and the more money
they throw into the ring.
Yeah, I wonder what side
of the cage I'm safer on.
Inside or out?
I don't ever forget
what they came for.
[down-tempo music continues]
Try and enjoy your retirement,
Smoke.
Watch the sunset
with some dignity.
[mumbles]
[up-tempo music plays]
[ominous music plays]
[Bree gasping, punches landing]
[Luca] All right, all right.
Don't k*ll her.
Maybe next time you'll stop
when the bell rings.
[upbeat cartoon music playing
on TV inside]
Yeah.
Ding-ding, b*tch.
[dramatic music plays]
[rumbling]
[muffled expl*si*n]
[heart beating]
We...all...die.
[crackling]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
Are we all going to die?
That is the question
on everyone's mind.
Our Stacey Laurel has a rare
interview with Jude Micah,
the self-appointed
space explorer
who might have the answer.
Stacey?
Jim, we are here live
outside of the Micah Tech
research facility,
waiting for him
to come through the doors.
This was once Jude Micah's
family barn,
where the billionaire used to
dream about the stars.
And now this facility is helping
his dreams become reality.
And here he is right now.
Jude Micah, how do you respond
to the numerous accusations
of exploiting fear tactics
to sell the new Orion transport
to wealthy consumers?
You mean like a government
selling vaccines to the public?
Hmm? No. The only thing
that Micah Tech is exploiting
is reality
and selling the last bit
of hope
for a chance
to escape a dying planet.
Let's be honest, sir, with
a sticker price of $15 million,
you're hardly saving
the planet.
[chuckles] Well, I gave up
trying to save the planet
a long time ago, Ms., um...
-Stacey Laurel.
-Ms. Laurel, yeah.
I couldn't get governments
on the same page,
so I came up with a Plan B.
But, Mr. Micah, there is no real
scientific evidence
outside the walls
of Micah Tech
that confirm
your exaggerated timeline.
And that should concern you,
Stacey.
It means that the scientists
you're listening to
are lying to you.
[Laurel] And there you have it.
Is the planet really dying?
We will find out.
Stacey Laurel, Channel 1 News.
Someone called me here
about my daughter, Bree Hewit?
-Mr. Hewit?
-Yes.
Can you wait a minute? I'll get
the charge nurse for you.
Thank you.
-Mr. Hewit.
-Oh. How is she?
When the EMTs brought her
in this morning,
she was still unconscious.
She was found by
another tenant in her building
when she saw her lying
by her apartment door.
The police report says
she was assaulted and robbed.
She has no memory
of the incident.
She suffered minor head trauma
due to the blow to the head.
So she does have a concussion,
but she's gonna be fine.
She seems like a tough girl.
Regardless, the doctors
want to keep her here
for a couple more days.
I can take you to her.
Her room is right down
the hallway.
How did you, uh,
know to call me?
We found a notepad
in her jacket pocket.
Your number was written on it.
I guess that would make sense
that you would call me first.
Mr. Hewit,
you're the only one we called.
Your number was
the only number on the pad.
It didn't even have a name
by it.
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
How long do we really have?
Top scientists around the world
gathered today
via global video conference
to discuss Micah Tech's
science division's less
promising global timeline.
In an earlier Channel 1 News
report,
Jude Micah stated, "Your
scientists are lying to you."
U.S. government officials say
that Micah Tech is using
scare tactics to increase sales
of its Orion Intruder,
the world's
only consumer spacecraft.
In our local news segment,
field reporter Stacey Laurel
is live at
the Chapel of the Rising Moon
to speak with two people
who think the moon is coming
to save us, not hurt us.
Stacey?
Jim, I am here
at the Chapel of the Rising Moon
with D'Artagnan and Flora,
two of the spiritual leaders
of this growing religion
that is sweeping across America
as we speak.
Stacey, here at
the Chapel of the Rising Moon,
we -- we no longer use words
like "religion."
The chapel teaches us
that when
one or more are gathered
in the light of the moon,
that we are baptized
in a celestial unity,
and we welcome her heavenly body
upon us.
Her radiant glow,
her supple bosom,
and her soft night's kiss.
[high-pitched beep]
Are you still
a decent chess player?
Yeah.
Well, it's been a while.
Don't expect a long game.
It has been a while.
What, like two or three years?
Are we still talking
about chess?
You know, I don't know
where or when or how
this actually happened.
I just know one day
we stopped seeing each other.
You see me right now.
It's true, Bree,
but it's been three years.
I didn't even know
you were alive
until the hospital called me.
It's your move.
Just talk to me, Bree.
I-I can't solve a problem
if I don't know what it is.
Well, relationships aren't
computer programs.
We're not all made up
of ones and zeros.
I'm not one of your codes.
Your remove.
I'm not gonna
apologize for what I do.
I like my job.
It would just be nice
if the company
you worked for was more
concerned with saving the planet
than building rocket ships
for rich people to escape in.
Your move.
[dramatic music plays]
You're always so aggressive
and always on the attack.
And yet you fail to defend.
Checkmate.
I'll see you tomorrow night.
[piece clatters]
[cellphone ringing]
[automated voice]
New message.
[Azalea] Martin,
where the hell are you?
I-I woke up
and you weren't there.
No goodbye. No, nothing.
I was calling you like an
idiot, worried about you.
How do you not call me?
Not a text.
Leave a f*cking note.
[automated voice]
New message.
[Azalea] Martin, take your
g*dd*mn phone off the silent.
I left you a voicemail.
Why haven't you called me?
I'm getting really angry
with you now.
[cellphone beeps]
[automated voice]
New message.
[Azalea] I-I need to be
able to trust you, Martin.
Do you understand?
Pick up your phone!
[engine starts, car dinging]
[cellphone rings]
[automated voice]
New message.
[Azalea] Hey, I'm sorry
I yelled at you.
I'm just worried about you,
Martin.
And I just want to hear
from you.
Please.
Is that so hard to do?
[automated voice]
New message.
[Azalea] You know what
I'm wearing now?
I'm wearing the bracelet
you gave me last night.
It's really beautiful.
Martin,
I'm getting really pissed off.
Say hi to your daughter for me.
[dramatic music plays]
[sighs]
I thought you were gonna
let me drive this time.
[scoffs] Don't be ridiculous.
No one drives my car but me.
[sighs] You know, $15 million is
a lot of money, Justin.
[sighs] Mary, Mary,
quite contrary.
You never trust me.
I'm just scared, Justin.
You want to take Merry and me
to some creepy, smelly
space station
on some cybership
that flies itself?!
It's f*cking crazy, honey.
We can't stay here.
What if the scientists
are wrong?
Huh? What -- What if Merry and I
don't like Second Alpha?
What -- What
if you can't get a job --
Honey!
Shut up...
And let me speak
[muffled]
Move your hand.
You gotta trust me, honey.
Everything is going to be
amazing.
You are going to love
Second Alpha.
And Merry --
she's gonna make
a bunch of friends.
But what if you can't get a job?
Because, Justin,
let me tell you,
I've become accustomed
to a certain type of lifestyle.
Oh, my God!
I am a brain surgeon, Mary!
I am sure that Micah Tech
is going to be looking for
a few good doctors
when we get there.
Okay?
If you say so.
[French accent] Trust me, Mary.
Mm! Mm, mm, mm!
Everything --
mm, mm, mm, mwah --
is going to be just --
mwah-mwah -- okay.
Mwah-mwah.
[computer beeping]
Come on. Come on.
[suspenseful music plays]
You know, it's weird.
I always think of you
as Bree's sister.
Not in a human way, but, um...
I mean...
I mean, I'm human
and I'm her father.
And look how damaging
that's been.
I couldn't handle
when her mom died.
I didn't know
how to be a father.
I was selfish.
Hell, I didn't want to be one.
Certainly couldn't be the one
that she needed.
That's why I created you, Sali.
Everything that's good in me,
I put in you.
I gave you a conscience.
And you don't know it yet,
but...
I programmed you
that you will be able to think
for yourself
and make your own decisions.
Hopefully, you'll be able
to make better ones than me.
[music continues]
[sighs]
So this is
why I haven't seen you?
This is where you've been
the last two nights?!
Your daughter?!
The one who wants nothing
to do with you?!
You haven't answered your phone,
Martin, for two days.
Two f*cking days!
What am I to you, huh?
It's my daughter, Azalea!
We were supposed
to leave together!
-When? Where?
-Are you kidding me
here, Azalea?
No! This was all our idea!
Azalea, it's my daughter!
Take your fake bracelet!
It's probably the fake one,
just like you!
[Jude] Martin.
I'd like you to come up
and see me.
[dramatic music plays]
[crickets chirping]
[mellow music plays on stereo]
You still don't drink,
correct, Martin?
Uh, no, I don't.
Well, I think
it still counts as a toast,
even if you are drinking
boring soda.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
I'm going to miss
this place the most, I think.
Did I ever tell you the story
of how this became
my research facility?
I think so. Your father used to
keep his horses here, right?
Yes. Well, downstairs,
of course.
No, up here --
this was my playground.
Used to sneak up early,
spend all day here playing.
God, the sun would go down.
It'd get dark.
I'd still be up here
playing by myself.
It's funny.
No one ever came looking for me.
There used to be cracks
in these boards
that were so large you could see
the stars through them.
It was my own
private observatory.
Used to dream about
how to reach those stars,
just to get the hell
off this farm.
A few years after I went
to school, he died.
The day after I left,
we -- we never spoke again.
So it was a neighbor
who called me,
found him on the floor by
the ladder that leads up here.
He was throwing out
all my old things.
He had left the barn doors open.
It was frightfully cold.
So...he froze to the floor.
[dramatic music plays]
Stuck in his own blood.
It was all over my drawings.
My dreams and ideas...
...trash.
I'm not taking you with me,
Martin.
What?
You're far too old.
Believe me,
I anguished over the decision.
It was not an easy one.
You f*cking prick.
I created Sali.
While you were being paid
a very nice salary.
And you were a good employee,
yes.
You don't know what the f*ck
you're talking about, Jude.
She's not even out
of programming yet.
She's still in the f*cking
beta stage.
She's only a year old!
Christ, Martin.
Listen to yourself.
You talk like
she's your f*cking child.
She's not.
She's mine.
I own her.
Oh, you don't own me.
Not anymore.
You shouldn't hold on to things,
Martin.
[music continues]
[monitor beeping]
[dramatic music plays]
[plastic clatters, Velcro rips]
[siren wailing in distance]
[door opens]
[alarms beeping]
[bottles clatter]
[alarms continue]
[telephone ringing]
Come on, for the love of God.
Come on, come on, come on,
come on.
Thank God, thank God...
[ringing continues]
-[Bree] Hello?
-Bree! Bree!
Thank God, man, I've been trying
to reach you for an hour.
Dad?
You gotta leave the hospital.
Wait. What?
Bree, you gotta get
to the Intruder.
Dad, there's no one here.
They left all the patients
alone.
Bree, you gotta leave
the hospital, honey.
-Why?
-How long have you been asleep,
g*dd*mn it?
Look out the f*cking window!
[suspenseful music plays]
Bree!
Bree!
Bree!
[music continues]
[music continues]
[birds squawking]
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
Hi. I'm Sali,
the face and the voice
of Micah Tech's first
consumer space-travel vehicle,
designed and built
in Micah Tech's own
Orion space-travel facility,
the Orion Intruder.
Come with me
and I'll give you a tour.
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
[birds chirping]
Okay, Dad.
It's been like an hour.
[vehicle approaching]
[suspenseful music plays]
Justin, be careful!
She might have a g*n!
[gasps]
Go ahead.
Just walk away,
and you won't get hurt.
Wait! There's a mistake.
This is your final warning!
Walk away from our transport!
Just wait! Hold on!
[screaming, tires screeching]
Hey, don't hit the ship.
Oh, sh*t!
[suspenseful music continues]
[door whirring]
Come on!
Come on! Close!
Come on!
Identity recognized.
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
Welcome to the brains
and the brawn
behind the Orion Intruder --
me, Sali.
I am a self-acclimated
learning intelligence
created by Micah Tech.
Equipped with Micah Tech's
very own
multi-solar-system-mapping
technology,
I can assure you we won't be
getting lost on your next trip.
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
Oh, hello.
Good morning. I'm Sali.
I am a self-acclimated
learning intelligence.
But you could think of me
as your really smart buddy.
How may I assist you?
You can get me the hell
out of here!
Do you wish
to engage a launch sequence?
Yes! Engage!
You must be seated
during launch sequence
using the provided seatbelt.
-[g*nshots]
-Launch, Sali!
[Sali] Sorry, but I'm waiting
for you to buckle up
that seatbelt, young lady.
All right, move your a*s, Sali!
Launch sequence engaged.
[ding!]
[blasting]
[suspenseful music continues]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
Where is Jude Micah?
Echoing words heard
around the world.
Micah Tech founder and CEO
Jude Micah
has failed to make
any statement or appearance
concerning the growing number of
reports of Micah Tech customers
who feel ripped off
and did not receive their
Orion Intruder after payment.
Representatives of Micah Tech's
own sales division
say that the Intruders are
in high demand
and just on backorder.
Amongst the escalating
controversy around Micah Tech,
our own Channel 1 news sources
have informed us
that two members of
Jude Micah's own heads of staff
were reported missing
early this morning.
One of those staff members
is Micah Tech's
head programmer, Martin Hewit.
Local authorities say
it's too early to tell
if foul play was involved.
In other news, a local man
is m*rder*d in broad daylight
in front of his family
as bandits hijacked
that family's Orion Intruder.
Channel 1 News field reporter
Stacey Laurel was able
to speak to the widow
of the victim, Mary Coughlin,
who narrowly escaped with her
and her daughter's life
after the hijacking.
Stacey?
Jim, I am here
with Mary Coughlin.
Mary, could you tell us about
your frightening experience
this morning and how you and
your daughter narrowly escaped?
It was totally crazy.
There was g*ns sh**ting
everywhere.
It was like I was in a movie
or something.
It was horrible.
There had to be 10,
maybe even 20
of those m*therf*ckers.
I didn't know what to do.
I had to save my baby.
Yes, your daughter, Merry,
was also there
and witnessed
her father's sh**ting.
What? No, no.
I was talking about my car.
Those b*stards got
their g*dd*mn blood all over
the front of my car!
Ms. Coughlin, the police reports
say you ran down two gunmen
with your car
in efforts to escape the attack.
I had to.
I-I didn't know
what else to do.
They were going to k*ll us.
Or -- Or worse.
They could have, um,
taken me hostage
and ate Merry for food.
It was self-defense, Stacey,
I swear.
Ms. Coughlin,
could you tell if these bandits
were working individually?
Or did they seem
to have a leader?
Oh, they were totally taking
orders from a blond woman
who was sitting
in the back of our Intruder.
[crying] I told my Justin,
"Be careful.
She may have a g*n!"
Merry and I, we're gonna need
years of therapy after this.
Years of therapy.
Ms. Coughlin, do you know
if Micah Tech plans
to replace your family's
Orion Intruder?
[laughs] Are you serious?
Have you ever sat on the phone
with Micah Tech support?
I don't want a replacement.
I want my husband's
g*dd*mn money back!
I don't care if I never get into
one of those things again.
I'd rather die here on Earth.
That's very understandable,
Ms. Coughlin.
If you had the opportunity
and could speak to Jude Micah
yourself, personally,
about your experience,
what would you say?
Yeah, I got something to say.
f*ck you, Micah Tech.
f*ck you!
I'm Stacey Laurel
with Channel 1 News.
[dramatic music plays]
[door hisses and clangs]
[suspenseful music plays]
[grunting]
[beeping and whirring]
[panting]
[echoing scream]
[engine running softly
in background]
[plastic crumpling]
[down-tempo music plays]
-[sighs]
-[electricity crackling]
[dramatic music plays]
[alarm blaring]
[gasping]
[continues gasping]
[alarm continues blaring]
[breathing deeply]
[breathing deeply]
[suspenseful music plays]
[alarm grows louder]
[gasping]
[air hissing]
[hissing and alarm stop]
Oh, you're losing it, Bree!
[dramatic music plays]
[gasps]
Hello?
[suspenseful music plays]
Ah.
Could have used you
a couple minutes ago.
Yes!
[music continues]
[music intensifies]
No!
[panting]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
Ripped-off, disgruntled
Micah Tech customers
around the globe learned
of Micah Tech's
back-ordered Intruder Orion.
Patriots want to know,
where is our money?
Channel 1 News field reporter
Stacey Laurel has
an exclusive interview with the
former Micah Tech employee
that was directly involved with
the now sold-out Intruder Orion.
Stacey?
Jim, I am here
with a former line mechanic
that worked primarily
on the assembly floor
at Micah Tech's own Orion
production plant
here on the East coast,
where the Intruder
is manufactured and sold.
He is here to tell us
what he witnessed
in those last days
before the walkouts.
[distorted voice] Everything was
normal for a while.
40-hour weeks,
a little bit of overtime.
It was nice.
Then all the moon hype started.
-More hype?
-Yeah.
The sales pitch.
It's all about sales, right?
Tell everyone
the world is coming to an end
in 40, 50 years,
and Intruders are just
solar-system sailboats
for rich kids.
No one takes it serious.
But ramp up the timeline to,
like, tomorrow...
and boom -- we can't keep
an Intruder in stock.
Next thing you know,
we're working double shifts.
Some guys are
practically living there.
Micha Tech was converting break
rooms into sleeping quarters
to keep feet
on the assembly floor.
But we learned
that Micah Tech's scientists
were actually correct.
The moon is going to crash
into our planet.
Yeah, yeah, they were right.
But that's not the point.
Micah Tech could use that
information as a fear tactic.
You mean Jude Micah?
They wanted to exploit
the public, not save them.
Sell them while they're hot.
Fear was the sales pitch.
Well, what good is being
the richest man in the world
if it's coming to an end?
Well, there's the real inside
story, huh, Stacey?
What do you mean?
The Intruder wasn't just
an intergalactic family cruiser
for the wealthy.
It was a ticket to salvation.
You mean the rumors
of Second Alpha?
No. Not rumors.
You're saying Second Alpha
really exists?
Why do you think the walkouts
happened in the first place?
But what good is
all the money in the world
if you're just gonna take it
to your outer-space piggy bank?
No. Don't you get it, Stacey?
Money is just a piece
of paper or plastic.
Real currency is what you buy
with that money.
Flesh and blood.
That's currency.
That's what power is.
When you own the only technology
that will grant people
their survival,
their sweet little babies'
chance at life,
you own them, all of them.
That's what Jude Micah
had planned the whole time.
He didn't want to save
the planet.
He wanted to own it.
His own little ant farm
far, far away,
where he gets to be God,
literally.
So, Jude Micah's
Orion Corporation
wasn't just pumping out
Intruders to wealthy buyers.
They're creating a means
of access to Second Alpha.
Bingo, Stacey.
And pump them out we did.
The problem is,
with the increase in quantity,
there was, of course,
a major decrease in quality.
They were built like sh*t.
Micah Tech didn't care, as long
as they could get them
off the assembly floor and
into the hands of eager buyers.
You know,
half of those Intruders --
I bet they won't even make it
to Second Alpha.
But if Micah Tech's Intruder
doesn't hold up to space travel
long enough to reach
Second Alpha,
how will that look
for Jude Micah?
That's the thing, Stacey.
In space,
no one can hear you complain.
When your Intruder blows
one of its mag engines or,
God forbid, has an oxygen leak,
you and your family
won't be making it
to the complaint department.
They don't tell you that
in the brochure, I bet.
Well, thank you for coming down
to the Channel 1 News studio
and telling us some pretty scary
things about Micah Tech.
I feel the people
need to know, Stacey.
[door opens]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
C-Can't they see me? Hey.
Oh, sh*t. Shut the door!
Jim, back to you.
Global food shortages are
on the rise.
Micah Tech's third-largest
food-processing plant,
based in Kentucky, was forced
to close its doors today
after its remaining
employees failed
to receive their paychecks.
It was, like, real crazy,
you know?
Like, people were, like,
stealing stuff and sh*t
on account that, you know,
we weren't getting paid.
I mean -- I mean,
I didn't steal anything.
[high-pitched beep]
[crunching]
[groans]
[dramatic music plays]
I'm sorry, old man.
[exhales]
[playing tune]
[shower running]
[mid-tempo music plays]
[suspenseful music plays]
[music intensifies]
[panting]
Oh!
Oh! I see you, m*therf*cker!
[panting]
Aah! I know you're in there!
f*ck!
[suspenseful music continues]
[Sali] Identity recognized.
Oh! Hey, Bree!
How may I assist you?
Sali, can you lock
all compartment doors?
I can and I will.
Locking all compartment doors.
[music intensifies]
Oh!
[panting]
[music intensifies]
[door clanging]
[down-tempo music plays]
[door clanging]
[upbeat, traditional-pop music
plays]
I'm coming for you, baby
I'm knocking at your door
I'm gonna get you
And smear your heart
all over the floor
[both shouting]
I wanna rub your blood
[grunting]
-All over my skin
-[shouts]
I'm gonna wear your face
like it's style again
'Cause you're mine
Yeah, baby, you're mine
[Bree shouts]
[Azalea panting]
Aah! Aah!
[gasping and grunting]
I'm coming for you, baby
I'm knocking at your door
I'm gonna get you
And smear your heart
all over the floor
I wanna rub your blood
All over my skin
-I'm gonna wear your face
-[screams]
Like it's in style again
[gasping]
-[shouts]
-[panting]
Yeah, baby, you're mine
-[screams]
-I'm coming for you, baby
I'm knocking at your door
I'm gonna get you
Come back here,
you f*cking b*tch!
I wanna...
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
Everyone knows a long trip
with the family
isn't complete
without a healthy meal.
Here, in the galley
of the Intruder,
you can enjoy Pizza Night
Friday with the family
while orbiting the rings
of Saturn.
Imagine waking up to the sun
rising over the Earth
while sipping that perfect cup
of morning coffee.
Every Intruder Model 1
comes with a complete
galley-style kitchen
with a spacious food locker,
micro sink, microwave,
and a 1,000-watt Micah Tech
rapid water-charging system.
You'll never run out of
that next cup of hot water.
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
[dramatic music plays]
[water steaming]
[screaming]
[cries and pants]
Your move.
[screams]
[grunting and crying]
[screams]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
Is it the rapture,
or are we getting f*cked?
The wealthy and the powerful
around the globe
simply are just disappearing?
Channel 1 News sources say
that these disappearances
are related to the growing
number of Micah Tech's
Orion Intruder sales.
People are just packing up
and leaving the planet.
Sources also say
that rumors of Micah Tech's
longest ongoing project
and money pit,
Second Alpha, has been
completed ahead of schedule.
There is still no word
from Jude Micah
or any statement from Micah Tech
concerning the matter.
People around the world are
growing angry and want answers.
Channel 1 News field reporter
Stacey Laurel is live
to speak with
those angry people.
Stacey?
[chanting] We can't go!
We don't have the dough!
Jim, I am here live just outside
of the Channel 1 News
studio building
to speak with some of
the people who feel left behind,
forgotten, and just simply
thrown away like garbage
by Jude Micah and Micah Tech.
[chanting] We can't go!
We don't have the dough!
Hi. Can you tell me your name
and why you're here?
My name is Go to Hell, lady!
And I'm here to kick
some rich person's a*s!
And whose a*s is it
that you'd like to kick, ma'am?
Jude Micah, that --
that little rich farmer boy!
He promised
that he would save the world!
Yeah, as long
as you can afford it!
We don't have the dough!
-And how about you, sir?
-Yeah, yeah.
This is a load of crap,
Stacey.
First Micah Tech goes around
and buys up every company
on the planet.
Then they repay
our global patronage
by jacking up food prices and
everything else we need to live,
making us a bunch of stinkin'
sl*ves to Micah Tech, right?
Like a bunch of little mice
just waiting for the cheese!
Then they make the cheese
so expensive
we can't even afford it!
And -- I'm sorry, Stacey.
I'm -- I'm just angry.
-We can't go.
-That's okay. I understand, sir.
Cheese has gotten
very expensive.
-We can't go!
-And how about you, young man?
Why are you here today?
Stacey, I am not here
to spread hate or anger,
but to tell these good people
about peace and about love,
the love that our Lord
Jesus Christ has in store
for each and every one
of these sinners,
for He is the way and the truth!
[high-pitched beep]
[grunting]
[suspenseful music plays]
[panting]
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
Here in the rear engine room
of the Intruder,
you can really see what's
pushing this awesome machine.
Every Orion Intruder comes
standard equipped
with Micah Tech's
very own patented
350 millihorse
twin-reverse mag engines.
With these two purring kittens
under the hood,
you're set sailing through
the stars with confidence
with the highest-rated
self-sustaining
engine on the market.
Don't worry.
Every Intruder model comes with
a limited five-year warranty
and free service checkups
every 12 months
by a certified Micah Tech
service technician
in our Orion facility.
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
[suspenseful music plays]
[grunts]
[suspenseful music continues]
-[grunts]
-[screaming]
[grunts and pants]
[both grunting]
[screaming]
[grunting]
Aah!
[shouts]
[grunting]
What will you do
when you k*ll me?
Huh? Continue your way
to Second Alpha?
That's the game plan.
[groans and laughs]
Oh, yeah?
You will just walk right up
and they will just show you
around the place?
You don't belong there!
Don't you get it?
They don't want your poor a*s
walking around Second Alpha.
Members only.
I'll deal with that
when I get there.
My father was very important
at Micah Tech.
He was the one
who programmed Sali.
Oh, yeah?
If he was that important,
how come he had to steal this
transport for you to escape on?
How do you think I got here?
Huh?
I was waiting in here for him.
You haven't answered your phone
for two days, Martin!
Two f*cking days!
What am I to you, huh?
We were supposed
to leave together!
-When? Where?
-Are you kidding me
here, Azalea?
This was all our idea!
[echoing]
That's my daughter!
[dramatic music plays]
Everyone at Micah Tech
knew what was going to happen.
They just didn't know when.
Your father was supposed
to take me, not you.
It was our plan!
[panting]
And then Martin's
tough little girl gets hurt.
I guess Daddy's last chance
to ease his guilt.
Guess what?
Who got the bump? Huh?
Your dad lied to me.
He f*cked me,
and then he f*cked me over
for you!
You stupid b*tch!
My father never loved anyone.
[groaning]
-[bone snaps]
-[screams]
[dramatic music continues]
[muffled expl*si*n]
[crackling]
[echoing] Daddy!
Daddy!
Daddy!
Daddy!
[down-tempo music plays]
[shower running]
[upbeat, happy music plays]
Identity recognized.
Well, hello, Bree.
How may I assist you?
Sali, how long will it be
until we reach Second Alpha?
We should arrive
at Second Alpha
in 49 hours and 32 minutes.
Roughly a little over two days.
Well, that's a little while.
Sali, I'd like to create
a music playlist.
Can you pull up the database?
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
I have control
over most basic functions
on the Intruder--
navigation, climate control,
oxygen levels, and even access
to entertainment,
games, and music
for the kiddos.
You're swimming in the ocean
and you see a pointy fin
The shark is coming for you
and you know you better swim
[upbeat techno music plays]
[automated male voice]
Micah Tech.
[ding!]
Are you ready?
Get up, get up,
now move like you got two
Get up, get up
Move like you got two legs
[up-tempo instrumental music
plays]
[rapping] Yeah, let me see you
shake that butt
Yeah, let me see you
shake that
What-what-what-what
what-what-what-what
[reggae music plays]
Sun is going down
Orange sky all around
I'm here all alone
Feel the peace in my bones
Waves are crashing slowly
Whisper secrets they know
Stars begin to appear
I'm on my own, no fear
On my own tonight
In the fading light
-On my own tonight
-Oh!
Your dance partner's back.
[suspenseful music plays]
[gasping]
[screaming]
Sali, lock all doors!
Locking
all compartment doors.
[continues screaming]
[crunch]
[upbeat, happy music plays]
Please clear
all obstructions in doorways.
Sali, cancel lockdown.
[beep]
[Sali] Lockdown canceled.
[down-tempo music plays]
Checkmate...b*tch.
[computer beeping]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
We are going to die.
That's what scientists
around the world are now saying.
Contrary to previous statements,
U.S. government science
departments now agree --
Micah Tech's astral-science
division was correct
in their earlier findings.
In a statement made this morning
during a press conference,
the U.S. Department of Defense
stated, "The moon is headed
on a direct collision course
for our planet.
It's still hard to tell exactly
how long we have.
There is no way out.
We're doomed.
Sorry for the mistake. Our bad."
A following statement
from the Oval Office
was issued moments later,
where the president stated,
"There is no need to panic.
Americans have triumphed
in great times of challenge
and times of hardship.
Together as a people,
we will find a way
to endure this challenge
and forge a new path
to a stronger America together."
Channel 1 News sources report
that the origin
of the president's broadcast
that was believed to have come
from the Oval Office was a hoax.
Insider sources confirmed
that the president's broadcast
was transmitted via ghost ISP.
The origin of the broadcast was
traced to a Micah Tech satellite
that serves as a broadcast
beacon for transmission
to and from Second Alpha.
Fear and panic
grows across the U.S.
as Americans learn
our president ditched us.
[mid-tempo music plays]
[computer beeping]
Sali, can you tell me everything
you know about Second Alpha?
Yes, I would love to.
Pulling up information
from the database right now.
Oh, wait a second.
You have an incoming
transmission.
[telephone ringing]
Transmission?
Receive transmission.
Oh!
Oh, you must be, uh...
Bree Hewit.
Martin's kid.
Yeah.
You're the thief.
I presume you know who I am?
Yeah, I know who you are.
You're the guy I see
on the news every 15 minutes.
Yeah, well, forgive me.
I have a lot going on
right now.
How can I help you, Mr. Micah?
Ha! Help me? Oh, that's...
That's really nice of you.
Well, you could, uh, start
by getting your father, Martin,
on the little screen here
so we can have a chit-chat
about my stolen spaceship!
Sorry, but that's gonna be
a little difficult, sir.
And why is that?
Because my father's dead.
Dead?
[laughs]
You mean to tell me that he did
not survive the, uh, flight?
I'm afraid not, Mr. Micah.
We had a little complication,
but I took care of it.
Complication?
What do you mean, complication?
There was an intruder
on the ship.
Did this intruder happen
to be female,
with long chestnut hair
and a fierce little accent?
Oh! Was she a friend of yours?
Apparently,
she was a friend of mine...
and your father's.
What do you mean, "was"?
I'm sorry, Mr. Micah,
but we weren't getting along,
so...I had to k*ll her.
[gasps softly]
Azalea's dead?
All right.
Ah, okay.
We can, um, talk all about this
when you get to Second Alpha.
Looking forward to it.
You're a very confident
young woman, aren't you?
Perhaps a little too confident.
In case it hasn't sunken in,
you are in a world of sh*t.
Take a whiff.
[inhales sharply]
Breathe it in.
Because when you get here
to my kingdom in the stars,
you are f*cked!
Mr. Micah, are you familiar with
the tale of
the Python and the Pitohui?
No, I'm sorry.
I-I think I missed that one.
It's old folklore
from Papua New Guinea.
My old manager, Smoke, told me
it once after I lost a fight.
You see,
there was a lonely python
who hung high up
in the trees of the forest,
and he felt like the king
of his domain.
He felt invincible.
Then one day, a pretty little
red bird flew down
and sat next to him
on his tree branch.
That bird's confidence
and beautiful song
made the python pause briefly,
forgetting his growing appetite.
She sang to him
in her beautiful coat of red
until his empty stomach growled.
He snapped
and swallowed the red pitohui
until her voice stopped
deep inside of him.
The python began to feel ill.
That beautiful red bird with her
alluring song had tricked him.
You see, the pitohui is
one of the most poisonous birds
in the forest.
The python died
and fell out of his tree.
His hunger had k*lled him.
Hmm.
[sighs]
Well, thank you for that
lovely story, young lady.
And I suppose
I'm the big, bad python.
See you soon, little red bird.
[dramatic music plays]
Boy, that was long-winded.
[clock ticking]
I agree.
Sali, about that information.
Oh, right, where was I?
Second Alpha.
[boing, pop!]
[dramatic music continues]
[dramatic news intro
music plays]
Today, loyal Channel 1 News
viewers,
I speak to you
with a heavy heart.
Today will be...
my last broadcast.
Yes, it seems like a bad dream
that we can't wake up from.
Our scientists, our leaders,
the ones who we thought
would protect us,
have failed us, left us to die.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we are truly alone.
My farewell advice
to all of you out there,
those of you still tuned in
today watching
this broadcast --
live these last moments well.
Live like they are truly
your last moments.
If there is someone
you need to reach out to,
someone you care about
that hasn't heard your voice
in a while, call them.
Tell them you love them.
Because there isn't
going to be another chance.
We are going live to
Channel 1 News reporter
Stacey Laurel to do just that.
Stacey?
Stacey, go to the camera.
-Jim?
-Stacey. Hi.
It's Jim. Jim Kramer.
Yeah, Jim,
I can see it's you.
You're on my television.
And now I'm on my television.
Jim, what the hell
are you doing?
Haven't you heard?
The world is coming to an end.
Why are you still on the news?
Why am I still on the news,
for that matter?
Jim, I'm in my living room
in my pajamas.
Stacey, let me talk, please.
I need to say something to you.
Yeah, sure, Jim.
I mean, like,
we said our goodbyes, right?
Stacey, just listen, please.
Sure, Jim. Go ahead.
Stacey...
working with you
these last few years
as a fellow news correspondent
has been one
of the single
most amazing experiences
a news anchor could ask for.
Wow, Jim.
I don't really know what to say.
Um, thank you.
You're welcome.
It has truly been an honor,
Stacey.
It has been an honor for me
as well, Jim.
Thank you.
Stacey?
I love you.
I love you,
and I think about you every day.
I think about what it would
have been like
if the world wasn't coming
to an end.
You and me --
on a cruise, maybe?
[chuckles]
I just see something very
beautiful when I look at you.
God, Jim,
I don't really know what to say.
Um...
I really wasn't expecting this.
Don't say a thing.
Just let me look at you
this last time, Stacey.
My Stacey.
Jim, isn't your wife
watching this?
And what about your kids?
I k*lled them, Stacey.
I k*lled them, and I wrote
your name on my wall in blood,
in big, bright-red letters.
I even smeared a heart
around it, too.
It was beautiful.
[laughs]
My God, Jim, are you insane?!
Yes, Stacey, I am.
And I'm not gonna live
one more day in this prison
that you put my heart in.
Goodbye, Stacey.
I love you!
[g*nsh*t]
[high-pitched beep]
[mid-tempo music plays]
Well, this is gonna be
so g*dd*mn cool.
Merry, the language.
Merry, listen to your mother.
This is the common area
of the Intruder.
This multifunctional space is
your living room, workout area,
as well as sleeping quarters.
Where do I get to sleep?
There's a hidden trundle
right below Mom and Dad's bed.
[Merry] Oh.
And this is where you
and your family
can dine amongst the stars.
The Orion Intruder is equipped
with Micah Tech's
fully automated kitchenette
and food locker.
Wow!
Just like the video brochure.
I am not cooking
on this thing.
Dad, can I hang up
this picture by the table
so I can remember what
we looked like on Earth?
[Justin]
Of course you can, honey.
That is a perfect spot, Merry.
I love it.
[chuckles]
This is -- This is exciting.
[electric guitar plays]
Are you ready?
Where's your fight?
Get up, get up
Now move like you got two
Get up, get up
Move like you got two legs
Now grind it
Now grind it
Grind it till it starts
to flow
[electric guitar solo]
Get up, get up
Now move like you got two
Get up, get up
Move like you got two legs
Now grind it
Now grind it
Grind it till it starts
to flow
[song ends,
hip-hop song starts]
[rapping] Yeah, let me see
you shake that butt
Yeah, let me see you
shake that
What-what-what-what
what-what-what-what
Yeah
What-what, yeah
What-what-what
Yeah, yeah, let me see you
shake that butt
What-what-what-what
what-what-what-what
What-what-what-what
what-what
Let me, let me see you
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What-what-what-what
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