April X (2025) Movie Script
She's got it all now.
The laughter,
the tears,
the joy, the rage.
Thousands of nights.
Thousands of dreams.
She's got it all.
Hey,
there's nothing to eat.
April?
-What?
-There's nothing to eat.
Here, take it.
Check the parts.
Aluminum, PVC, silicon, gold.
And the whole thing is
3D-printed, except for the gold.
What if he's in a bad mood?
What if it's a setup? What if
he really wants my organ?
Shut the fuck up, man. Trust me,
he wants the one in the bag.
Who'd want
your shitty organs anyway?
- No, thanks.
- Okay, show it to me.
- So?
- Looks legit.
Tell that gypsy friend of yours,
I'll take
one more like this one.
But I need this by next week.
Can you do it?
Sure.
Well, I'll check.
Shouldn't be a problem.
Don't tell me you can do it
if you don't know.
I can do it.
-Hey, would you...
-...like a glass...
-...of whiskey...
-...or something?
Get a good look, it's your last.
Dupe behavior
is not normal...
A little surprise from us.
...and should not be tolerated.
Here you can see
personality type X,
tailored for conflict.
She has
very little sense of fear,
or danger.
-Equally.
-Type Y is analytical,
transactional.
Whereas type Z
is built to be the empath.
Together, they form
an abnormal symbiosis,
which defies individuality.
Not to be trusted,
the anti-cloning league
is advancing propositions...
A year's rent right there.
Six months.
Quality product.
Speaking of quality products,
Klein wants another heart.
And fast.
We've got a week at most, but...
the sooner the better.
-What did you say to him?
-I said yes, obviously.
What?
It took me weeks to set it up.
It's not a supermarket.
Plenty of hardware out there.
Hey.
Can we do this or not?
I don't know, man.
I don't wanna push our luck.
Okay, let me think about it.
Brain is a computer, you know.
Works like a computer, you know.
So even if you have
all your memories erased,
it's gonna process new memories.
It's processing, no matter the
memories, it's processing data.
Two processors
process data the same.
Two brains don't think the same.
Memories are data.
And software,
the data is software.
Who cares? If he wants to make
dupes of himself, why stop him?
There should be rules for that.
Oh, you want rules.
What happened to anarchy?
Doesn't mean having no rules.
It means having no rulers.
That's not the point.
It is the point.
You're stubborn.
Bax!
This is Adrian. He's real sharp.
-You calling me dumb?
-It's not what she meant.
That's exactly what I meant.
Fuck this place!
-Hey, sweetie, have another one.
-Fuck you!
Let's go.
Right, right, let's go.
Aha.
What?
What?
What?
What the fuck was that?
What?
The kiss.
What about it?
Christ's sake, April, we're not
kids anymore. You can't do that.
It worked.
You saw that guy's face, Adrian.
It threw him off.
Just tell him
you're not interested.
-That's exactly what I did.
-By kissing your brother.
Jesus Christ, look at you.
You can't even walk straight.
Come here, cowboy!
Don't be weird about it.
Come here, cowboy!
She's just a whore,
and that's all she'll ever be.
She's just a child.
So no deal?
So.
I got my half of the rent
covered until July,
-What did you do?
-And...
there's enough
for your half too.
How did you get the money?
What do you mean?
How the fuck
did you get the money?
-Bax?
-What?
Oh my God, relax.
You should be happy.
-You want this one?
-Yeah.
That brand's for girls.
So what? My hair is post-gender.
I want to try it.
My fluid twin.
I didn't see that coming.
Bax, you didn't make this money
selling half-gram bags.
I'm done with that.
So what is it, then?
Medical supplies.
What the hell do you know
about medical supplies?
Just a little bit more than you.
I hope you know what
you're getting yourself into.
Of course I do.
Who you trying to impress?
Why are you so sour?
You want sweet, huh?
Stop. April, no. Stop!
Stop! No. No, no, no!
- No, no.
- You asked for it.
No...
Whether it was
a learned skill
or just
some rare natural talent,
I couldn't say.
But my sister had
something... special.
She could record
her dreams perfectly.
Crystal clear.
And not only that, she could
dream whatever she wanted.
- Now.
- Okay, come on.
-It's fucking wired.
-I got this.
Bon apptit.
We're going to hell for this.
Yeah.
Hell is where the party's at.
Don't fuck it up.
What do you mean? She's dead.
Just fucking be careful, okay?
Don't damage the bounty.
You do it.
-What? No way. You do it.
-Come on, don't be weak.
I did the first one.
This one's yours.
-I'll definitely fuck it up.
-No, you won't. It's mechanical.
Just cut around it,
then pull it out.
-You ready?
-Yeah.
Stop thinking about it.
That was gory.
It's an expensive
piece of hardware,
and we were lucky to get it.
I don't do gore.
Listen, you could get
your own place now in no time.
Get off your sister's couch.
I like the couch,
that's not the issue.
What now?
I know this med school dropout.
Next time
we split it three ways.
Who? Gaby, the French chick?
You don't even like her.
-She's...
-Hm?
No fucking way.
Okay.
Count me out then.
Chill, man. Okay.
I'll deal with the bodies.
Okay.
April was one of
the most talented dreamweavers.
She was an archivist,
a collector.
She had the power
to relive her own memories,
in her dreams,
and to record them to disc.
And... and then the green ones.
The green ones are my favorite.
Blue ones are the spacey ones.
Not that one. It's personal.
I already know all your kinks.
So why then?
So she can finally fulfill
her ultimate fantasy
of becoming you,
You don't become someone else
by taking their memories.
If you're hungry,
I saved you some food.
Actually,
that's exactly how it works.
People act based
on what they know.
-Not really, you're what you do.
-Based on what you know.
All right, guys! Time out!
I gotta go.
You sure this
is the same as the last one?
Yeah.
Cigarette?
Take a suit.
What, now?
This is my niece.
Rose.
These are from Milano.
Armani?
Don't look at her like that.
He's messing with you.
-I don't know what size I am.
-She knows.
You can go change
in the bathroom,
or you can try them here.
- I don't mind.
- Oh, oh...
Oh, wow!
What are you doing?
I...
Fuck.
Remember when
Dad caught us stealing these?
He only caught you. I ate mine
as soon as I got home.
Destroying the evidence.
Hey, you hungry?
I can't. I've got plans.
A date?
Maybe.
April, I'm your brother.
You can tell me.
Okay, brother.
Where were you today?
Right.
Mind your own business then.
April, I'm not keeping
secrets from you.
Give me a break.
See you later.
Hi. I'm here to see Sergei.
Let's sit over there.
So, this is what
you really look like.
Is this your office?
Upstairs.
-What line of work?
-Biotech.
Ronny said you need wigs.
Oh, Ron.
You and Ron,
was that ever a thing?
It was a quarter of a thing
for about half a minute.
Vodka?
I'm fine with water.
They call you the wig girl.
I heard that one before.
How come you don't
wear one today?
I'm not the model.
Are the wigs for you?
No,
they're not for me.
I need to see the model.
Get the dimensions.
Hair type, all that stuff.
Do you make them by hand?
This one is made by me.
It's real hair.
Fascinating.
Who are they for?
I've heard
you're a neurolink freak.
Dream recording and stuff.
-They're memories.
-Then you must be special.
Most people's output
is unreadable.
Guess I'm just lucky.
See...
I want to acquire your stash.
I thought we were going
to discuss wigs.
I'll give you
what you'd make in a year.
What for?
Your memories.
Name a price.
Is that why I'm here?
I'll buy your wigs too.
But this neuro data
is something that I'm
really, really interested in.
It's not for sale.
You've been
doing this for years.
Why?
I don't want to forget.
Forget what?
What makes me, me.
Okay.
Let's roll back for a minute.
I'll take you out at tonight.
My treat.
Let me know
how many wigs you need,
and we'll take it from there.
Ever since
the first prototypes
of dream recording technology
hit the market,
I've been trying every night
to catch these shadows.
But it's like
fishing in the dark.
This is all really happening.
That's why I can't record it.
Did you see that prick?
The more I hate these men,
the more I love humanity.
Someone is not happy with you.
We'll look into it. Let's go.
All of it.
Fucking bullshit.
Fuck.
Obviously, it's for you.
Where the fuck have you been?
I've been calling all morning.
-I just woke up.
-It crashed.
-What?
-The heart we gave Klein.
-It crashed.
-What do you mean, it crashed?
-It stopped fucking working.
-Okay, okay, calm down.
We can fix it.
We'll... we'll get another one.
Dude, listen.
You need to wake the fuck up.
They transplanted it
into the body
and it stopped pumping
a few hours later.
He's fucking dead!
It, it, it... It's their job
to set it up, not ours.
No man, look. Listen, listen.
This one's on us.
Right or wrong, it's on us.
We gotta get the fuck out
of town before Klein finds us.
No. No, we gotta talk to him.
Dude, fuck that Jew fuck.
-I'm gone.
-No, I can't leave like this.
-What am I gonna tell April?
-Dude, I don't know.
I'm bouncing.
I came to warn you.
Fuck.
Would you fucking stop?
What the hell is going on?
Did you listen?
I've heard fucking enough.
Who's Klein?
It's not what you think.
You know I can see through
your bullshit, right?
I can fix it.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Ronny's paranoid.
Did someone die?
It has nothing to do with me.
Anyway, we didn't do
anything wrong.
You're straight up
delusional right now.
I've got it under control.
How? Some Lazarus shit?
For fuck's sake, April.
I told you, I got it!
Get in.
Where are we?
I want my money back.
This is all I have.
For now.
Not even close.
I'll get you the rest.
That gypsy schlemiel
spent his share already.
All of it.
Go get the other one.
Your friend here
was trying to bail.
That's why
I don't partner with beggars.
You cannot trust them.
We just need more time.
Get out of my sight!
Now, you.
If he runs again,
it's all on you.
-Got it?
-Got it.
Good.
Now fuck off.
I'm here to pick up a jacket.
Okay.
Wanna tell me
why my card just got declined?
Go on.
I had to pay everything back.
You emptied our accounts?
I had to.
How much is everything?
I swear, I'll fix it.
What do you mean, fix it?
This isn't over?
I need more.
How much more?
Like six months rent more.
Like I said, I'll fix it.
I may know someone.
Who?
Just give me a couple of hours.
-Where are you going?
-This is not over, Baxter.
We're gonna talk about this.
I know.
Attention.
Our stores will be closing
in ten minutes.
Please make your way
towards the exit.
Thank you
for shopping with us today.
I guess you missed me.
April?
Growing up with a twin,
you can't really imagine
what loneliness feels like.
I know it's my fault.
I fucked up.
- I guess you missed me.
- Fuck.
I'm looking for April.
Tell her to call me
if you see her.
-Tell her what?
-Just tell her to come home.
I'm sure she's fine.
When April went missing,
her memory archive
was the first place
I looked for clues.
Dreams are
processed memories.
Through sleep,
our mind organizes what to keep
and what to delete.
If you dream about a house,
every memory of that house
goes into the machine.
April's memories weren't vague.
They weren't clouds.
They were perfectly in focus.
Ma'am.
My sister's gone missing.
I need to access her safe.
You got a warrant?
Only clients
can access their safe.
She's missing.
I just want to see if maybe...
We can't open anything
without an injunction.
Even for family.
It's illegal.
Get a warrant.
There's... things in there
that could help me find her.
-Neurolink cards, memories...
-It doesn't make any difference.
No warrant, no access.
Those are the rules.
I... I need to report
a missing person.
I'm here to report
a missing person.
My um... My sister's
been gone for three days.
Never seen him
before in my life.
Yeah, um...
I remember now.
I... I went for a job interview.
I didn't get it.
And I didn't see
this guy either.
So you're a driver.
Well, no, but I wanted to be.
You've got to help me help you.
He tried to run.
Come on, guys.
Come on,
I've got more money on me.
It's not enough.
I'm doing everything
I can! I'll do anything.
How was your little trip
to the bacon factory?
I didn't tell them anything.
My sister's missing,
you've got to believe me.
Klein, sir, Listen. No, please.
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, stop! Please!
Wait! Please, stop!
You think
they can protect you, boy?
I just want my sister back.
Please don't do this.
I swear,
I'll pay you back, okay?
-What is he talking about?
-His twin sister.
Please, just let her go!
She has nothing to do with this.
I don't have your sister.
Do you know why you're here?
I went to the police
because she's missing.
They tried to make me talk,
but I didn't say anything.
-It's the truth!
-I already know that.
This is not why you're here.
Wait.
Wait, I'll pay you back.
Your little friend.
He left town,
off to some new pastures,
like the degenerate nomad
that he is.
This is what they do,
those people.
Cause trouble and move on.
I'll pay his share, please.
Just... I'll do anything.
How?
You can barely cover
the interest on your own debt.
I'll work for you.
Okay, give me a chance, please.
I'm listening.
I'll drive.
You need drivers, right?
I'll drive for you, I'm loyal.
You know me.
You know I'm good for it.
You're gonna work,
for two years, at least.
I will,
but please, just let April go.
Told you kid,
I don't have your sister.
It's good you're
not wearing your suit today.
Gaby!
I know you're in there.
- What do you want?
- Open the goddamn door!
-Gaby, open the god...
-What now?
April, she still hasn't
come home, that's what.
I haven't seen her all week.
I can feel it.
Something isn't right.
Call the police.
Gaby...
Have you seen this girl?
Have you guys seen this girl?
-Oh. I don't see.
-Hm, no, no. I haven't.
Get lost.
Hi, have you seen...
Have you seen my sister?
Sorry, have you seen this girl?
Have you seen this girl?
Have you seen...
The red jacket in the front,
how much?
That one is 900.
Modern life
is all about solitude.
Unless you're rich,
or a hot piece of ass.
Even that won't last.
Maybe she left you.
Maybe it's all your fault.
What makes you think
you deserve any better?
You got stood up, buddy.
Hey, you hear me?
I'm not waiting for a date.
I'm looking for someone.
She's missing,
I'm looking for her.
Fuck!
Hold on a minute. Wait.
Yo, Eric, get over here.
You remember this one?
Oh shit.
I remember her. New year at Rex!
Yeah, yeah, that was it.
Looked like she was ready
to fuck the whole team.
Ass like a peach.
I told you, she's missing.
Girl like that, my man,
it happens all the time.
Come on.
The fuck you trying to say?
-Is this your girl or something?
-No.
All I'm saying is
bitches that play with fire...
Well, sometimes they get burned.
And the world
doesn't miss them too much.
Plenty more sluts in the sea!
Come on, come on,
touch him again.
Klein is watching us all.
Hey.
Hey, come on.
Back in the days,
he would have
put you in a river.
Wanna know
why you're still alive?
'Cause dead men don't pay debts.
Or what, he just had pity on me?
It's her.
My uncle gave you a job.
I had a bad day.
Bad day? How many bad days
you gonna have?
Did you tell him
to watch out for me?
Pull yourself back together.
You won't get a second chance.
I could feel it.
April is out there.
We'll meet again.
5 YEARS LATER
Have a seat, boy.
You look like shit.
Yeah, I'm behind on sleep.
-He needs rest.
-He needs to drink less.
Sorry.
Take the day off tomorrow,
and don't use it as an excuse
to start drinking at noon.
The loneliness
is all too real now.
Following me around
like an animal.
A loyal dog that won't
let me out of its sight.
- What the fuck?
- Can we talk?
-What do you want?
-I'm back in town, man.
Some investor meeting
at the Palatio.
I'm chasing funds
for my new app.
Well, that just sounds
grand, Ronny.
What do you want?
This is everything I owe you.
Is that why you came?
Because if that's it,
you can go.
No man, there's more.
Well, get on with it then
so you can fuck off again.
It's April.
And?
I saw April.
She was working there.
Not staff.
She was dancing and stuff.
Dancing and stuff.
It sounds crazy,
but she looked like...
So what you're saying, she's
been alive this whole time?
Hm?
Selling her ass?
-I just want you to be prepared.
-Prepared for what?
I don't know.
Did you fuck her?
I didn't need
to come back here at all.
-I was doing you a favor.
-A favor?
-Cutting me short, insulting...
-Fuck you Bax!
April?
Swim against the river
and you'll drown.
Swim with the river
and you'll flow.
I'm gonna flow.
Looked like
she was ready to fuck.
She was
dancing and stuff.
Dancing and stuff.
Girl like that, my man,
it happens all the time.
Did you fuck her?
Plenty more sluts.
What? What club? Where?
Some investor meeting
at the Palatio.
You abandoned me.
You betrayed me.
You fucking whore.
Name?
Ronny Ratan.
Ronny Ratan already checked in.
I'm his guest.
Authenticity is dead.
Replaced by replicas.
What year is it, anyway?
Double vodka, straight, no ice.
Wow.
No flavor.
Yeah, fuck flavor.
You're a funny guy.
What's your name?
Baxter.
You ever take MXE, Baxter?
The key to happiness.
So what kind
of investing do you do?
What?
Do you know Adrian?
-No, but I...
-It's a private party.
-Walk away.
-I...
Okay, okay, okay.
This is it.
You've gone fucking crazy.
You again?
Let's have a talk.
Go home.
He's with Ronny!
I'm getting
the other faggot too.
No.
I have to go with him.
Okay, I'm leaving.
Hurry up, gypsy-fuck!
Bax, run! Run!
Oh fuck!
I told you
to take a day off.
I'm losing my fucking mind.
I keep seeing her everywhere.
Sergei Kaganovich.
He's the man responsible
for cloning your twin.
This guy, Sergei.
A billionaire now, used to be
an enforcer for Klein.
His genius was
repurposing cattle machinery
to clone human beings
using sped-up cellular growth.
This technology,
machinery that was
once used in the beef industry,
was now being used
to grow people.
It takes 1,200 days
to make a fully grown woman.
That's less than four years.
The lab-grown girls, they're
more like
feral animals than ladies.
They're dupes,
and they need training
to walk, talk, eat, and behave.
Why don't
you go live a peaceful life?
I'll get you set up.
I need to know
what happened to April.
Why?
Because I need
to make it right for her.
It's you or him, zero sum.
One letter
for every word.
The darker the night...
...the brighter the stars.
The mind is data.
The body is hardware.
And in between,
consciousness.
I could take one of the clones
and trade her back
for the one that remembers me.
But, would that still be April?
Oh.
Shh, shh.
You have to stop! Shh... shh...
- You have to be quiet.
- Hey!
She just shot someone.
That's about right.
You think
you can leave with this fool?
Daddy loves you.
If you wanted a car,
you could have asked.
-Hang up.
-Baby,
I can teach you how to drive it.
Baby, I can see
you driving up north.
You know Daddy will find you.
Okay, we need to drop the car.
What do you mean,
the girls are going crazy?
What?
Who shot who?
The pioneers
of sex cloning had no trouble
finding young women
to duplicate.
It was the mind
which posed a problem.
They needed data sets
to feed them,
in order to create satisfying
toys for their clients.
Do you know who I am?
You don't remember my name?
I'm not her.
I know.
Tetris fed you data.
Tell me what you see
when you look at me.
I remember a birthday.
You were there.
What else?
The ducks.
I remember the ducks.
You called it...
Duckachu.
Yeah.
Yeah,
I remember that little guy.
I remember pirouettes.
Single turns.
Doubles too.
Ballet class.
That was a...
That was a long time ago.
Can you dance?
Not like you.
We better keep moving.
You done with that?
With her massive
intricate memory archive,
April made
the perfect target for cloning.
They could feed
her dreams back to her,
selectively.
The fuck.
Don't touch anything.
Bax?
Ron?
I'm with a friend.
What, who? Where are you?
Bax, I'm sorry, man.
Tell him
you're a regular here.
It's true I was a regular.
Tell him you fucked
April's dupes over and over.
Tell him this is
all you ever wanted.
I missed her man,
I just couldn't...
You lied to me.
Right on, fanboy,
give me the phone.
He wants to talk to you.
Congratulations, Baxter.
You got my full attention.
Where's Ronny?
Ronny's done fucking.
And I think you have something
that belongs to me.
You there?
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Hm. Sweet and simple, I like it.
Aren't you one of Klein's?
I know where you are.
I know where you live.
We have to go.
Go over there.
He's mine.
Alone.
This is about April, not Sergei.
No.
No, no, no.
Fine, sit down right here.
I'm gonna be right back.
Hey, Baxter,
We meet again.
Come over, have a seat.
What have you done
with my sister?
Is it possible
she had enough of you?
That's not true.
Why not?
Ask yourself, did she have
any reason to leave?
Weren't you squatting her couch?
She loves me.
Oh. why would she?
Didn't you empty
her bank account?
You know nothing about us.
Didn't she leave
because you owe Klein money?
I saw you kissed her.
I remember you,
you're that crazy twin,
the jealous brother.
Why do you think
she came to me for money?
Did it ever cross your mind
she needed help to relocate?
Where is she?
She shouldn't have mixed
those pills with alcohol.
What? You gonna cry now?
You had five years to mourn her.
You're full of shit.
A minute ago, she asked
for your help to relocate.
And what, now she's dead?
Look,
here's my offer.
You bring back X,
and I'll let you walk out with
another sample of your sister.
You're a human trafficker.
You're human garbage.
X is not your sister,
she'll never be.
You have no idea the crazy stuff
I loaded into X's brain.
She knows enough
about April to play you.
Where are April's memories?
They're mine.
I paid for them.
She was
a special specimen, April.
I can load stuff in and out
of her dupes like no one else.
And that has a value.
You're a liar.
April would never sell
her dreams, I know she wouldn't.
Why would you care
so much about them?
Oh.
Uh-huh.
You think
you can recreate April.
I'm gonna give you a new sister.
A blank slate.
You're sick.
X is not your sister.
She's just a whore.
-And that's all she'll ever be.
-She's just a child.
So no deal?
I couldn't do it. I
couldn't give her up like that.
Fuck you.
She was all I had left.
Put the gun down, baby.
Everything's fine.
-Shoot.
-Put the gun down, honey.
Shoot!
How did he find us?
Found this on my ride.
Better check yours.
Find out where
he's mapping from.
And the kid?
He won't get far.
Basic income trials are expected
to begin Bloc-wide by next year.
In the west of the Bloc,
mass unrest is paralyzing
transport networks
and logistic chains.
...automated logistics
infrastructure.
Hey, it's over.
...as labor syndicates
accuse the Synergy
of economic sabotage.
What's the point
in the power of raw intelligence
and its supposed ability
to manage the economy
if the data is processed without
any empathy for human life?
The streets in the European
states appear calm for now.
But tension is brewing...
...a calculated demolition
of the human product.
Critics say
this was the plan all along.
The level
of protection vanished,
and the labor markets...
Fuck.
...with a heavy emphasis
on the "B" for basics.
...protesters on the streets
of Paris heckled the senator...
Get down!
Oh fuck.
Incoming police.
Next stop, Republica.
Tracking...
-Are you avoiding me?
-It's not about you.
-I'm not hiding.
-No, you're always on the run.
Joseph.
Scared to sit for two minutes
because it's so much fun.
-Rose. Not now.
-Joseph.
He doesn't give a shit
about your people.
-Joseph!
-What?
April?
April's memories are gone.
Tetris, he must
have raided her vault.
Tetris?
What are you talking about?
We could use the memories
to bring her back.
And reload April's into X.
-Who's X?
-That's X.
I took her to smoke Tetris out.
Whatever the fuck you've got,
it won't bring her back.
You don't know that.
There's so much data.
I can fix this, I just...
You're losing your fucking mind.
There's nothing to fix.
She deserves a past,
and my sister deserves a future.
That is not your sister!
I just want her
to remember enough
so she can feel
like April again.
I'm gone.
If anyone asks, you broke in.
I took care of Klein.
You need
to get rid of the dupes.
How?
There's enough poison in there
to purge the whole set.
The girls are fine.
So long as you keep
the memories offline.
No, you sold the Aprils to me
like the ultimate
girlfriend experience.
And she is. She will be,
we'll make adjustments.
You should've thought of that
before you took them
out on the streets.
Do what you have to do.
I'll go handle the brother.
I know where he lives.
I'm gonna put an end to this.
There you are.
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't shoot.
What did he do with her?
I had nothing
to do with it, okay?
That doesn't answer
my fucking question.
What I know...
is that she didn't suffer.
- I swear.
- How?
He drugged her.
That is what I know, okay?
The memories, why take them?
He wanted the dupes
to move like her.
To be her.
To talk like her, you know?
You stopped. Why?
We didn't have a choice.
The more they remembered,
it became impossible
to control them.
They synchronized,
finishing each other's
sentences, conspiring.
One guy lost an eye.
Another got his balls kicked so
hard, we had to call a doctor.
Where are the memories?
Where is he keeping them?
Crystal Club.
Upstairs.
Behind the VIP bar.
Collecting dust.
No! I can help you get them.
Please, please.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Please!
Bax?
April?
She will laugh again.
She'll smile.
She'll love.
April knew it.
It was worth it.
Did I miss the party?
Oh...
Come on, meet my friend.
Meet Veronica.
She's beautiful, right?
Maybe you'd like
to meet... Veronica.
They're all Veron...
No.
I cannot let
you leave here with that.
I said put it down, boy! You're
gonna fucking hurt yourself.
She's got it all now.
This is the one.
67 train now
departing from platform seven.
Our bank accounts are linked.
If you need anything, use that.
Are we going together?
I can't, uh...
I have to finish something.
No one's coming after you.
I promise.
Come on, go.
Train 67, now
departing from platform seven.
She's got it all now.
The laughter,
the tears, the joy,
the rage.
Thousands of nights.
Thousands of dreams.
She's got it all.
Bax?
- Bax?
- A beautiful day to die.
This is not over,
Baxter.
The laughter,
the tears,
the joy, the rage.
Thousands of nights.
Thousands of dreams.
She's got it all.
Hey,
there's nothing to eat.
April?
-What?
-There's nothing to eat.
Here, take it.
Check the parts.
Aluminum, PVC, silicon, gold.
And the whole thing is
3D-printed, except for the gold.
What if he's in a bad mood?
What if it's a setup? What if
he really wants my organ?
Shut the fuck up, man. Trust me,
he wants the one in the bag.
Who'd want
your shitty organs anyway?
- No, thanks.
- Okay, show it to me.
- So?
- Looks legit.
Tell that gypsy friend of yours,
I'll take
one more like this one.
But I need this by next week.
Can you do it?
Sure.
Well, I'll check.
Shouldn't be a problem.
Don't tell me you can do it
if you don't know.
I can do it.
-Hey, would you...
-...like a glass...
-...of whiskey...
-...or something?
Get a good look, it's your last.
Dupe behavior
is not normal...
A little surprise from us.
...and should not be tolerated.
Here you can see
personality type X,
tailored for conflict.
She has
very little sense of fear,
or danger.
-Equally.
-Type Y is analytical,
transactional.
Whereas type Z
is built to be the empath.
Together, they form
an abnormal symbiosis,
which defies individuality.
Not to be trusted,
the anti-cloning league
is advancing propositions...
A year's rent right there.
Six months.
Quality product.
Speaking of quality products,
Klein wants another heart.
And fast.
We've got a week at most, but...
the sooner the better.
-What did you say to him?
-I said yes, obviously.
What?
It took me weeks to set it up.
It's not a supermarket.
Plenty of hardware out there.
Hey.
Can we do this or not?
I don't know, man.
I don't wanna push our luck.
Okay, let me think about it.
Brain is a computer, you know.
Works like a computer, you know.
So even if you have
all your memories erased,
it's gonna process new memories.
It's processing, no matter the
memories, it's processing data.
Two processors
process data the same.
Two brains don't think the same.
Memories are data.
And software,
the data is software.
Who cares? If he wants to make
dupes of himself, why stop him?
There should be rules for that.
Oh, you want rules.
What happened to anarchy?
Doesn't mean having no rules.
It means having no rulers.
That's not the point.
It is the point.
You're stubborn.
Bax!
This is Adrian. He's real sharp.
-You calling me dumb?
-It's not what she meant.
That's exactly what I meant.
Fuck this place!
-Hey, sweetie, have another one.
-Fuck you!
Let's go.
Right, right, let's go.
Aha.
What?
What?
What?
What the fuck was that?
What?
The kiss.
What about it?
Christ's sake, April, we're not
kids anymore. You can't do that.
It worked.
You saw that guy's face, Adrian.
It threw him off.
Just tell him
you're not interested.
-That's exactly what I did.
-By kissing your brother.
Jesus Christ, look at you.
You can't even walk straight.
Come here, cowboy!
Don't be weird about it.
Come here, cowboy!
She's just a whore,
and that's all she'll ever be.
She's just a child.
So no deal?
So.
I got my half of the rent
covered until July,
-What did you do?
-And...
there's enough
for your half too.
How did you get the money?
What do you mean?
How the fuck
did you get the money?
-Bax?
-What?
Oh my God, relax.
You should be happy.
-You want this one?
-Yeah.
That brand's for girls.
So what? My hair is post-gender.
I want to try it.
My fluid twin.
I didn't see that coming.
Bax, you didn't make this money
selling half-gram bags.
I'm done with that.
So what is it, then?
Medical supplies.
What the hell do you know
about medical supplies?
Just a little bit more than you.
I hope you know what
you're getting yourself into.
Of course I do.
Who you trying to impress?
Why are you so sour?
You want sweet, huh?
Stop. April, no. Stop!
Stop! No. No, no, no!
- No, no.
- You asked for it.
No...
Whether it was
a learned skill
or just
some rare natural talent,
I couldn't say.
But my sister had
something... special.
She could record
her dreams perfectly.
Crystal clear.
And not only that, she could
dream whatever she wanted.
- Now.
- Okay, come on.
-It's fucking wired.
-I got this.
Bon apptit.
We're going to hell for this.
Yeah.
Hell is where the party's at.
Don't fuck it up.
What do you mean? She's dead.
Just fucking be careful, okay?
Don't damage the bounty.
You do it.
-What? No way. You do it.
-Come on, don't be weak.
I did the first one.
This one's yours.
-I'll definitely fuck it up.
-No, you won't. It's mechanical.
Just cut around it,
then pull it out.
-You ready?
-Yeah.
Stop thinking about it.
That was gory.
It's an expensive
piece of hardware,
and we were lucky to get it.
I don't do gore.
Listen, you could get
your own place now in no time.
Get off your sister's couch.
I like the couch,
that's not the issue.
What now?
I know this med school dropout.
Next time
we split it three ways.
Who? Gaby, the French chick?
You don't even like her.
-She's...
-Hm?
No fucking way.
Okay.
Count me out then.
Chill, man. Okay.
I'll deal with the bodies.
Okay.
April was one of
the most talented dreamweavers.
She was an archivist,
a collector.
She had the power
to relive her own memories,
in her dreams,
and to record them to disc.
And... and then the green ones.
The green ones are my favorite.
Blue ones are the spacey ones.
Not that one. It's personal.
I already know all your kinks.
So why then?
So she can finally fulfill
her ultimate fantasy
of becoming you,
You don't become someone else
by taking their memories.
If you're hungry,
I saved you some food.
Actually,
that's exactly how it works.
People act based
on what they know.
-Not really, you're what you do.
-Based on what you know.
All right, guys! Time out!
I gotta go.
You sure this
is the same as the last one?
Yeah.
Cigarette?
Take a suit.
What, now?
This is my niece.
Rose.
These are from Milano.
Armani?
Don't look at her like that.
He's messing with you.
-I don't know what size I am.
-She knows.
You can go change
in the bathroom,
or you can try them here.
- I don't mind.
- Oh, oh...
Oh, wow!
What are you doing?
I...
Fuck.
Remember when
Dad caught us stealing these?
He only caught you. I ate mine
as soon as I got home.
Destroying the evidence.
Hey, you hungry?
I can't. I've got plans.
A date?
Maybe.
April, I'm your brother.
You can tell me.
Okay, brother.
Where were you today?
Right.
Mind your own business then.
April, I'm not keeping
secrets from you.
Give me a break.
See you later.
Hi. I'm here to see Sergei.
Let's sit over there.
So, this is what
you really look like.
Is this your office?
Upstairs.
-What line of work?
-Biotech.
Ronny said you need wigs.
Oh, Ron.
You and Ron,
was that ever a thing?
It was a quarter of a thing
for about half a minute.
Vodka?
I'm fine with water.
They call you the wig girl.
I heard that one before.
How come you don't
wear one today?
I'm not the model.
Are the wigs for you?
No,
they're not for me.
I need to see the model.
Get the dimensions.
Hair type, all that stuff.
Do you make them by hand?
This one is made by me.
It's real hair.
Fascinating.
Who are they for?
I've heard
you're a neurolink freak.
Dream recording and stuff.
-They're memories.
-Then you must be special.
Most people's output
is unreadable.
Guess I'm just lucky.
See...
I want to acquire your stash.
I thought we were going
to discuss wigs.
I'll give you
what you'd make in a year.
What for?
Your memories.
Name a price.
Is that why I'm here?
I'll buy your wigs too.
But this neuro data
is something that I'm
really, really interested in.
It's not for sale.
You've been
doing this for years.
Why?
I don't want to forget.
Forget what?
What makes me, me.
Okay.
Let's roll back for a minute.
I'll take you out at tonight.
My treat.
Let me know
how many wigs you need,
and we'll take it from there.
Ever since
the first prototypes
of dream recording technology
hit the market,
I've been trying every night
to catch these shadows.
But it's like
fishing in the dark.
This is all really happening.
That's why I can't record it.
Did you see that prick?
The more I hate these men,
the more I love humanity.
Someone is not happy with you.
We'll look into it. Let's go.
All of it.
Fucking bullshit.
Fuck.
Obviously, it's for you.
Where the fuck have you been?
I've been calling all morning.
-I just woke up.
-It crashed.
-What?
-The heart we gave Klein.
-It crashed.
-What do you mean, it crashed?
-It stopped fucking working.
-Okay, okay, calm down.
We can fix it.
We'll... we'll get another one.
Dude, listen.
You need to wake the fuck up.
They transplanted it
into the body
and it stopped pumping
a few hours later.
He's fucking dead!
It, it, it... It's their job
to set it up, not ours.
No man, look. Listen, listen.
This one's on us.
Right or wrong, it's on us.
We gotta get the fuck out
of town before Klein finds us.
No. No, we gotta talk to him.
Dude, fuck that Jew fuck.
-I'm gone.
-No, I can't leave like this.
-What am I gonna tell April?
-Dude, I don't know.
I'm bouncing.
I came to warn you.
Fuck.
Would you fucking stop?
What the hell is going on?
Did you listen?
I've heard fucking enough.
Who's Klein?
It's not what you think.
You know I can see through
your bullshit, right?
I can fix it.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Ronny's paranoid.
Did someone die?
It has nothing to do with me.
Anyway, we didn't do
anything wrong.
You're straight up
delusional right now.
I've got it under control.
How? Some Lazarus shit?
For fuck's sake, April.
I told you, I got it!
Get in.
Where are we?
I want my money back.
This is all I have.
For now.
Not even close.
I'll get you the rest.
That gypsy schlemiel
spent his share already.
All of it.
Go get the other one.
Your friend here
was trying to bail.
That's why
I don't partner with beggars.
You cannot trust them.
We just need more time.
Get out of my sight!
Now, you.
If he runs again,
it's all on you.
-Got it?
-Got it.
Good.
Now fuck off.
I'm here to pick up a jacket.
Okay.
Wanna tell me
why my card just got declined?
Go on.
I had to pay everything back.
You emptied our accounts?
I had to.
How much is everything?
I swear, I'll fix it.
What do you mean, fix it?
This isn't over?
I need more.
How much more?
Like six months rent more.
Like I said, I'll fix it.
I may know someone.
Who?
Just give me a couple of hours.
-Where are you going?
-This is not over, Baxter.
We're gonna talk about this.
I know.
Attention.
Our stores will be closing
in ten minutes.
Please make your way
towards the exit.
Thank you
for shopping with us today.
I guess you missed me.
April?
Growing up with a twin,
you can't really imagine
what loneliness feels like.
I know it's my fault.
I fucked up.
- I guess you missed me.
- Fuck.
I'm looking for April.
Tell her to call me
if you see her.
-Tell her what?
-Just tell her to come home.
I'm sure she's fine.
When April went missing,
her memory archive
was the first place
I looked for clues.
Dreams are
processed memories.
Through sleep,
our mind organizes what to keep
and what to delete.
If you dream about a house,
every memory of that house
goes into the machine.
April's memories weren't vague.
They weren't clouds.
They were perfectly in focus.
Ma'am.
My sister's gone missing.
I need to access her safe.
You got a warrant?
Only clients
can access their safe.
She's missing.
I just want to see if maybe...
We can't open anything
without an injunction.
Even for family.
It's illegal.
Get a warrant.
There's... things in there
that could help me find her.
-Neurolink cards, memories...
-It doesn't make any difference.
No warrant, no access.
Those are the rules.
I... I need to report
a missing person.
I'm here to report
a missing person.
My um... My sister's
been gone for three days.
Never seen him
before in my life.
Yeah, um...
I remember now.
I... I went for a job interview.
I didn't get it.
And I didn't see
this guy either.
So you're a driver.
Well, no, but I wanted to be.
You've got to help me help you.
He tried to run.
Come on, guys.
Come on,
I've got more money on me.
It's not enough.
I'm doing everything
I can! I'll do anything.
How was your little trip
to the bacon factory?
I didn't tell them anything.
My sister's missing,
you've got to believe me.
Klein, sir, Listen. No, please.
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, stop! Please!
Wait! Please, stop!
You think
they can protect you, boy?
I just want my sister back.
Please don't do this.
I swear,
I'll pay you back, okay?
-What is he talking about?
-His twin sister.
Please, just let her go!
She has nothing to do with this.
I don't have your sister.
Do you know why you're here?
I went to the police
because she's missing.
They tried to make me talk,
but I didn't say anything.
-It's the truth!
-I already know that.
This is not why you're here.
Wait.
Wait, I'll pay you back.
Your little friend.
He left town,
off to some new pastures,
like the degenerate nomad
that he is.
This is what they do,
those people.
Cause trouble and move on.
I'll pay his share, please.
Just... I'll do anything.
How?
You can barely cover
the interest on your own debt.
I'll work for you.
Okay, give me a chance, please.
I'm listening.
I'll drive.
You need drivers, right?
I'll drive for you, I'm loyal.
You know me.
You know I'm good for it.
You're gonna work,
for two years, at least.
I will,
but please, just let April go.
Told you kid,
I don't have your sister.
It's good you're
not wearing your suit today.
Gaby!
I know you're in there.
- What do you want?
- Open the goddamn door!
-Gaby, open the god...
-What now?
April, she still hasn't
come home, that's what.
I haven't seen her all week.
I can feel it.
Something isn't right.
Call the police.
Gaby...
Have you seen this girl?
Have you guys seen this girl?
-Oh. I don't see.
-Hm, no, no. I haven't.
Get lost.
Hi, have you seen...
Have you seen my sister?
Sorry, have you seen this girl?
Have you seen this girl?
Have you seen...
The red jacket in the front,
how much?
That one is 900.
Modern life
is all about solitude.
Unless you're rich,
or a hot piece of ass.
Even that won't last.
Maybe she left you.
Maybe it's all your fault.
What makes you think
you deserve any better?
You got stood up, buddy.
Hey, you hear me?
I'm not waiting for a date.
I'm looking for someone.
She's missing,
I'm looking for her.
Fuck!
Hold on a minute. Wait.
Yo, Eric, get over here.
You remember this one?
Oh shit.
I remember her. New year at Rex!
Yeah, yeah, that was it.
Looked like she was ready
to fuck the whole team.
Ass like a peach.
I told you, she's missing.
Girl like that, my man,
it happens all the time.
Come on.
The fuck you trying to say?
-Is this your girl or something?
-No.
All I'm saying is
bitches that play with fire...
Well, sometimes they get burned.
And the world
doesn't miss them too much.
Plenty more sluts in the sea!
Come on, come on,
touch him again.
Klein is watching us all.
Hey.
Hey, come on.
Back in the days,
he would have
put you in a river.
Wanna know
why you're still alive?
'Cause dead men don't pay debts.
Or what, he just had pity on me?
It's her.
My uncle gave you a job.
I had a bad day.
Bad day? How many bad days
you gonna have?
Did you tell him
to watch out for me?
Pull yourself back together.
You won't get a second chance.
I could feel it.
April is out there.
We'll meet again.
5 YEARS LATER
Have a seat, boy.
You look like shit.
Yeah, I'm behind on sleep.
-He needs rest.
-He needs to drink less.
Sorry.
Take the day off tomorrow,
and don't use it as an excuse
to start drinking at noon.
The loneliness
is all too real now.
Following me around
like an animal.
A loyal dog that won't
let me out of its sight.
- What the fuck?
- Can we talk?
-What do you want?
-I'm back in town, man.
Some investor meeting
at the Palatio.
I'm chasing funds
for my new app.
Well, that just sounds
grand, Ronny.
What do you want?
This is everything I owe you.
Is that why you came?
Because if that's it,
you can go.
No man, there's more.
Well, get on with it then
so you can fuck off again.
It's April.
And?
I saw April.
She was working there.
Not staff.
She was dancing and stuff.
Dancing and stuff.
It sounds crazy,
but she looked like...
So what you're saying, she's
been alive this whole time?
Hm?
Selling her ass?
-I just want you to be prepared.
-Prepared for what?
I don't know.
Did you fuck her?
I didn't need
to come back here at all.
-I was doing you a favor.
-A favor?
-Cutting me short, insulting...
-Fuck you Bax!
April?
Swim against the river
and you'll drown.
Swim with the river
and you'll flow.
I'm gonna flow.
Looked like
she was ready to fuck.
She was
dancing and stuff.
Dancing and stuff.
Girl like that, my man,
it happens all the time.
Did you fuck her?
Plenty more sluts.
What? What club? Where?
Some investor meeting
at the Palatio.
You abandoned me.
You betrayed me.
You fucking whore.
Name?
Ronny Ratan.
Ronny Ratan already checked in.
I'm his guest.
Authenticity is dead.
Replaced by replicas.
What year is it, anyway?
Double vodka, straight, no ice.
Wow.
No flavor.
Yeah, fuck flavor.
You're a funny guy.
What's your name?
Baxter.
You ever take MXE, Baxter?
The key to happiness.
So what kind
of investing do you do?
What?
Do you know Adrian?
-No, but I...
-It's a private party.
-Walk away.
-I...
Okay, okay, okay.
This is it.
You've gone fucking crazy.
You again?
Let's have a talk.
Go home.
He's with Ronny!
I'm getting
the other faggot too.
No.
I have to go with him.
Okay, I'm leaving.
Hurry up, gypsy-fuck!
Bax, run! Run!
Oh fuck!
I told you
to take a day off.
I'm losing my fucking mind.
I keep seeing her everywhere.
Sergei Kaganovich.
He's the man responsible
for cloning your twin.
This guy, Sergei.
A billionaire now, used to be
an enforcer for Klein.
His genius was
repurposing cattle machinery
to clone human beings
using sped-up cellular growth.
This technology,
machinery that was
once used in the beef industry,
was now being used
to grow people.
It takes 1,200 days
to make a fully grown woman.
That's less than four years.
The lab-grown girls, they're
more like
feral animals than ladies.
They're dupes,
and they need training
to walk, talk, eat, and behave.
Why don't
you go live a peaceful life?
I'll get you set up.
I need to know
what happened to April.
Why?
Because I need
to make it right for her.
It's you or him, zero sum.
One letter
for every word.
The darker the night...
...the brighter the stars.
The mind is data.
The body is hardware.
And in between,
consciousness.
I could take one of the clones
and trade her back
for the one that remembers me.
But, would that still be April?
Oh.
Shh, shh.
You have to stop! Shh... shh...
- You have to be quiet.
- Hey!
She just shot someone.
That's about right.
You think
you can leave with this fool?
Daddy loves you.
If you wanted a car,
you could have asked.
-Hang up.
-Baby,
I can teach you how to drive it.
Baby, I can see
you driving up north.
You know Daddy will find you.
Okay, we need to drop the car.
What do you mean,
the girls are going crazy?
What?
Who shot who?
The pioneers
of sex cloning had no trouble
finding young women
to duplicate.
It was the mind
which posed a problem.
They needed data sets
to feed them,
in order to create satisfying
toys for their clients.
Do you know who I am?
You don't remember my name?
I'm not her.
I know.
Tetris fed you data.
Tell me what you see
when you look at me.
I remember a birthday.
You were there.
What else?
The ducks.
I remember the ducks.
You called it...
Duckachu.
Yeah.
Yeah,
I remember that little guy.
I remember pirouettes.
Single turns.
Doubles too.
Ballet class.
That was a...
That was a long time ago.
Can you dance?
Not like you.
We better keep moving.
You done with that?
With her massive
intricate memory archive,
April made
the perfect target for cloning.
They could feed
her dreams back to her,
selectively.
The fuck.
Don't touch anything.
Bax?
Ron?
I'm with a friend.
What, who? Where are you?
Bax, I'm sorry, man.
Tell him
you're a regular here.
It's true I was a regular.
Tell him you fucked
April's dupes over and over.
Tell him this is
all you ever wanted.
I missed her man,
I just couldn't...
You lied to me.
Right on, fanboy,
give me the phone.
He wants to talk to you.
Congratulations, Baxter.
You got my full attention.
Where's Ronny?
Ronny's done fucking.
And I think you have something
that belongs to me.
You there?
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Hm. Sweet and simple, I like it.
Aren't you one of Klein's?
I know where you are.
I know where you live.
We have to go.
Go over there.
He's mine.
Alone.
This is about April, not Sergei.
No.
No, no, no.
Fine, sit down right here.
I'm gonna be right back.
Hey, Baxter,
We meet again.
Come over, have a seat.
What have you done
with my sister?
Is it possible
she had enough of you?
That's not true.
Why not?
Ask yourself, did she have
any reason to leave?
Weren't you squatting her couch?
She loves me.
Oh. why would she?
Didn't you empty
her bank account?
You know nothing about us.
Didn't she leave
because you owe Klein money?
I saw you kissed her.
I remember you,
you're that crazy twin,
the jealous brother.
Why do you think
she came to me for money?
Did it ever cross your mind
she needed help to relocate?
Where is she?
She shouldn't have mixed
those pills with alcohol.
What? You gonna cry now?
You had five years to mourn her.
You're full of shit.
A minute ago, she asked
for your help to relocate.
And what, now she's dead?
Look,
here's my offer.
You bring back X,
and I'll let you walk out with
another sample of your sister.
You're a human trafficker.
You're human garbage.
X is not your sister,
she'll never be.
You have no idea the crazy stuff
I loaded into X's brain.
She knows enough
about April to play you.
Where are April's memories?
They're mine.
I paid for them.
She was
a special specimen, April.
I can load stuff in and out
of her dupes like no one else.
And that has a value.
You're a liar.
April would never sell
her dreams, I know she wouldn't.
Why would you care
so much about them?
Oh.
Uh-huh.
You think
you can recreate April.
I'm gonna give you a new sister.
A blank slate.
You're sick.
X is not your sister.
She's just a whore.
-And that's all she'll ever be.
-She's just a child.
So no deal?
I couldn't do it. I
couldn't give her up like that.
Fuck you.
She was all I had left.
Put the gun down, baby.
Everything's fine.
-Shoot.
-Put the gun down, honey.
Shoot!
How did he find us?
Found this on my ride.
Better check yours.
Find out where
he's mapping from.
And the kid?
He won't get far.
Basic income trials are expected
to begin Bloc-wide by next year.
In the west of the Bloc,
mass unrest is paralyzing
transport networks
and logistic chains.
...automated logistics
infrastructure.
Hey, it's over.
...as labor syndicates
accuse the Synergy
of economic sabotage.
What's the point
in the power of raw intelligence
and its supposed ability
to manage the economy
if the data is processed without
any empathy for human life?
The streets in the European
states appear calm for now.
But tension is brewing...
...a calculated demolition
of the human product.
Critics say
this was the plan all along.
The level
of protection vanished,
and the labor markets...
Fuck.
...with a heavy emphasis
on the "B" for basics.
...protesters on the streets
of Paris heckled the senator...
Get down!
Oh fuck.
Incoming police.
Next stop, Republica.
Tracking...
-Are you avoiding me?
-It's not about you.
-I'm not hiding.
-No, you're always on the run.
Joseph.
Scared to sit for two minutes
because it's so much fun.
-Rose. Not now.
-Joseph.
He doesn't give a shit
about your people.
-Joseph!
-What?
April?
April's memories are gone.
Tetris, he must
have raided her vault.
Tetris?
What are you talking about?
We could use the memories
to bring her back.
And reload April's into X.
-Who's X?
-That's X.
I took her to smoke Tetris out.
Whatever the fuck you've got,
it won't bring her back.
You don't know that.
There's so much data.
I can fix this, I just...
You're losing your fucking mind.
There's nothing to fix.
She deserves a past,
and my sister deserves a future.
That is not your sister!
I just want her
to remember enough
so she can feel
like April again.
I'm gone.
If anyone asks, you broke in.
I took care of Klein.
You need
to get rid of the dupes.
How?
There's enough poison in there
to purge the whole set.
The girls are fine.
So long as you keep
the memories offline.
No, you sold the Aprils to me
like the ultimate
girlfriend experience.
And she is. She will be,
we'll make adjustments.
You should've thought of that
before you took them
out on the streets.
Do what you have to do.
I'll go handle the brother.
I know where he lives.
I'm gonna put an end to this.
There you are.
Hey, hey, hey.
Don't shoot.
What did he do with her?
I had nothing
to do with it, okay?
That doesn't answer
my fucking question.
What I know...
is that she didn't suffer.
- I swear.
- How?
He drugged her.
That is what I know, okay?
The memories, why take them?
He wanted the dupes
to move like her.
To be her.
To talk like her, you know?
You stopped. Why?
We didn't have a choice.
The more they remembered,
it became impossible
to control them.
They synchronized,
finishing each other's
sentences, conspiring.
One guy lost an eye.
Another got his balls kicked so
hard, we had to call a doctor.
Where are the memories?
Where is he keeping them?
Crystal Club.
Upstairs.
Behind the VIP bar.
Collecting dust.
No! I can help you get them.
Please, please.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Please!
Bax?
April?
She will laugh again.
She'll smile.
She'll love.
April knew it.
It was worth it.
Did I miss the party?
Oh...
Come on, meet my friend.
Meet Veronica.
She's beautiful, right?
Maybe you'd like
to meet... Veronica.
They're all Veron...
No.
I cannot let
you leave here with that.
I said put it down, boy! You're
gonna fucking hurt yourself.
She's got it all now.
This is the one.
67 train now
departing from platform seven.
Our bank accounts are linked.
If you need anything, use that.
Are we going together?
I can't, uh...
I have to finish something.
No one's coming after you.
I promise.
Come on, go.
Train 67, now
departing from platform seven.
She's got it all now.
The laughter,
the tears, the joy,
the rage.
Thousands of nights.
Thousands of dreams.
She's got it all.
Bax?
- Bax?
- A beautiful day to die.
This is not over,
Baxter.