Boneless (2022) Movie Script
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(pensive music)
(water burbling)
(pensive music continues)
(water burbling)
(object squelching)
(keys jangling)
(door creaks)
(footsteps thumping)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(pensive music)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(both speaking in
foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
- No.
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(boss gagging)
(chain rattling)
(pig grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(boss gagging)
(boss groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(boss gagging)
- [Tania] Slow, insipid.
Impossible to understand
what it's trying to say.
- [Nev] Wait a minute.
The best is yet to come.
- [Tania] All
citations and no fire,
to be avoided like a plague.
- Lighthearted, isn't it?
- And they get paid
right, for sure.
- Well, there were a
few too many citations.
- Even if it were, this
review seems a little harsh.
I mean, what you normally
see in the cinema.
- (sighs) (indistinct)
to the worst.
But just because you write
low budget on the poster,
that doesn't make it
misunderstood masterpiece.
- I found it enjoyable.
- Me too, but I guess
the director was a
little pretentious.
- What do you mean?
- I mean, I get it
that you want to bring
your vision of life
to the screen, your
opinion or the rest.
It's your style.
I get it.
There's nothing wrong with that.
But you can't just create
flat, stereotypical characters
who react in that world
just because you need end
at the end of the movie
the spectator to
share your own ideas.
That's just propaganda.
- I don't know if
he meant to do that.
- If you show me a moralizing
good guy with a six pack
in his plucked eyebrows,
and the bad guys
with dirty teeth
or (indistinct) with
no hope of redemption,
that just doesn't work for me.
Anyway, the review's
far too negative.
- I know Sergio, right?
He's a contrarian.
If everybody likes the film,
he has to say it is shit.
If everybody hates the
film, it is misunderstood.
- Well, there is
a middle ground.
For me, it was watchable,
but nothing special.
- I wouldn't have chosen him
for the presentation
of the exhibition.
(Nev sighs)
- Internal politics, Tania.
Internal politics.
By the way, we are officially
running out of fuel.
- Okay, can we get
there without stopping?
- Oh, if you wanna
get stuck in Mestre.
- I'd prefer to spend the
weekend in silent here.
(Nev laughs)
(car door latch clicks)
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
- [Nev] Hello?
- Are you going to Venice?
- If luck is on
our outside, yes.
- I need to get there too.
- Ah, right.
- Yeah, but I had an accident.
My motorbike.
- Oh, sorry to hear that.
- Yeah, (indistinct) picked up,
but now I'm left on food.
So, I was wondering if you
could possibly give me a lift
since we're going in
the same direction.
- Listen...
- I can pay for the fuel.
- No, that's not a problem.
But...
- But?
- I can't.
- Why not?
- It's not because
I don't trust you.
- You don't even know me.
You have the right
not to trust me.
- No, it's not that.
- So what is it?
- I don't think my
wife would agree.
- Well, let's ask her.
- That's a terrible
idea, really.
- Why?
- You know what women are like.
- No.
You tell me.
- Well, they are...
They are different to us men.
- 'Cause they have tits
and we only have nipples?
- What?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
They are...
They are malicious.
They always think the worst,
and then the husbands
get all the blame.
- Ah.
- If it was up to me, I'd have
taken you anywhere you like,
without thinking twice.
But...
- But there's your wife.
- Yeah, I'm really sorry.
- Sure, no problem.
- Isn't there a
bus you can catch?
- I've already asked,
but apparently there
is a strike today.
- What bad luck.
- You're telling me.
- I would help you if I could.
- So can we try
asking your wife?
- Huh, are you joking?
She'd be capable of
calling the police,
telling them you
wanted to steal our car
or sell us drugs or something.
Oh, and then she would
whine about it for hours.
- Jesus, man.
She's really got
you by the balls.
- You know what
we're gonna like.
- Yeah.
Well, thanks anyway.
- I'm sorry.
- Hey, is this yours?
- Jesus, thanks.
- Imagine what your
wife would have said.
- You saved my life.
Listen, Tania, I've just
realized that I'm short of cash.
- I've just spent
the last of mine.
You know I only use cards.
- The terminal is broken.
They're coming to repair
it in a couple of hours.
- What are we going to do now?
- Oh, Jesus.
- Well, you have to wait.
- We'll never get there on time.
- Excuse me?
I couldn't help
but overhear you,
and I need to get
to Venice Airport
but I had a problem
with my bike.
So if you can give me a
lift, I'll pay for the fuel.
- [Tania] Seriously?
- Sure.
If your husband doesn't mind.
- Who, Nev?
He's not my husband.
(Tania laughs)
We're just colleagues.
Anyway, it would
be very kind of you
if you could do us this favor.
- Oh, please.
You are doing me
a favor, Miss...
- Tania Petrov.
- Paolo Ricci, nice to meet you.
And you are Mister...
- Neville Brand.
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
(cashier speaking
in foreign language)
- Shall we go?
(contemplative music)
- Take the next one on the left.
- Which one?
- The next one on the left.
- It's not on the navigator.
- Perhaps it's a new road.
- No, it's a road that goes
through the countryside,
so parts of it are
still just their track.
- We should stick
to the main road.
- No, this one is better.
Trust me.
It's faster, and you'll
avoid all the traffic.
- I checked it on the internet.
There shouldn't be much traffic.
It did say there was
some police roadblocks,
but it shouldn't slow
us down too, believe me.
This road is much better.
- Listen, if we can get there
quicker, take this road.
(Nev sighs)
- Okay, let's take this road.
- When we have a
minute, could we stop?
I need to take a pee.
- I was going to suggest
the same thing myself.
(pensive music)
(contemplative music)
(leaves crunching)
What are you playing at?
- Are you talking to me?
- Why were you so insistent
we took this road?
- (sighs) Because I want
to get to the airport
as soon as possible.
Don't you?
- Of course, but it seemed to me
you want to avoid
the roadblocks.
- [Paolo] You're wrong.
- Well, I hope so.
But if I'm not, know that
I don't want any trouble.
- And who does?
- Well, I certainly don't.
- Listen.
Don't worry.
You'll be rid of me soon enough.
So you can start
working on your wife.
- Ah.
Asshole!
(pensive music)
- I still don't know
how to thank you for
your help, Mr. Ricci.
- There's really no need.
And please, call me Paolo.
- You're Italian, right?
- I'm Italo American, actually.
How about you?
Are you Americans?
- Oh, no.
He was born in England,
and I am Russian,
but I've been living in
London for the last few years.
- Are you traveling
for business?
- Uh, not really.
I've decided to take a break
and, you know, find my
true self and all that.
- Which is?
- A biking trip.
- [Tania] Oh, like
in "Easy Rider."
- [Nev] Huh, around the airport.
- I was taking my bike to
America for a road trip
with some biking friends.
- What happened
to your bike then?
- A pheasant flew in
front of me, and bang!
- [Nev] What bad luck.
- [Tania] You were lucky.
You could have killed
yourself trying to avoid it.
- (chuckles) I
didn't even try to.
- Oh.
- What a hero.
- Yeah.
The little bastard got
caught up in the wheel,
so he ended up sliced to death,
and I ended up with my ass
flying through the air.
- I'm vegan.
- Good.
- No, no, no, no.
You don't understand.
- I do, you're vegan.
- No, you really don't get it.
- What the hell is
there to understand?
You eats grass and (indistinct)
and shit biological.
- Listen.
- [Tania] You didn't
say what you do.
- I'm an actor.
- Really? (laughs)
- Yeah.
Well, don't get me wrong.
I'm just at the
beginning of my career.
But I'm more into the
independent circuit,
but honestly speaking, I do
have a discreet following.
- So we both work
in the same field.
- How about you?
Are you an actress too?
- No, of course not.
I organize events,
exhibitions, things like that.
- I would have sworn
you were an actress.
- Oh, (giggles) stop it.
- Seriously.
Good looking, great body,
fantastic cheekbones.
- Fantastic cheekbones?
- Look, if you give
me your phone number,
I can put you in touch
with some producers.
- It would be a waste
of time, believe me.
I don't know how to act.
- Ah, come on.
It was just like
that for me too,
at the beginning, at least.
What's important is to
get over your shyness,
and then give it everything
away like there's no tomorrow.
- So, what films
have you acted in?
- Mm, just small,
independent films.
Nothing you would've seen.
- Oh, Neville loves the cinema.
He's seen everything,
not just the American
blockbusters.
- European art films
have no secrets for me.
- Well, I've never worked
with great directors,
but I've done a few videos
with some Eastern
European actresses
like Polish,
Bolivians, Russians.
- What kind of videos?
- A little bit of everything.
You know, fake interview, goth,
red had, teen, petite,
gang bang, cream pie.
- Well, I spent
years at universities
studying the history of cinema.
I know all these categories,
but I don't understand.
You really make me feel stupid.
- So you are a...
- Yeah.
- So you know these
categories too?
- Yes.
I mean, not really.
- Of course he does.
Come on, explain them to Tania.
- Let's say it's niche market.
(Paolo laughs)
- A niche market. (laughs)
- Well, I don't know about
them, but for you professionals,
it must be the ABC.
- Well, not really.
(object bangs)
- Oh!
- Fuck!
(ominous music)
- You've hit something.
- No, really?
- Was it a person?
- I don't fucking know.
- Wait, did you see teeth?
- [Nev] What?
- The white shiny things, teeth.
- [Nev] I don't know.
I think so.
- Fuck.
- I think you
knocked over a negro.
- What?
- Yeah, there is full of them.
They go around at night
on bikes with no lights.
And when you least
expect it, bang!
By the time you see the
white of their teeth,
they already broken
your headlights.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, and, of course, they
report you to the police.
- Now I'm fucked.
- It might just be a dog.
- But I'm vegan.
- Wait.
Would a negro have been better?
Fucking racist.
- [Nev] I'm the racist?
I'm not the one
using the term negro.
You are the fucking racist!
- Look it up in the dictionary.
- Originally, negro
referred to a certain
ethnic group from Africa.
But over the years,
it has taken on negative
and derogatory connotations.
- A negro is a negro.
It depends on the
context of the phrase
and the tone of voice.
But come on.
I have a lot of negro...
Black friends.
- [Tania] Shouldn't we
get out and have a look?
(pensive music)
- What the hell is that?
- That's definitely not a negro.
- It seems like...
I don't know.
- What type of animal is it?
- If this is what I think
it is, we're gonna be rich.
- So?
- So you know what animal it is?
- I wouldn't call it an animal.
I'm gonna call it a legend,
or a whole lot of cash.
- So?
- It's a chupacabra.
- A chupa what?
- Oh, please.
- Come on, look at it.
What else could it be?
A dog, a wild pig?
Trust me, this is chupacabra.
- I didn't realize you were
also an expert on chupacabras.
- Excuse me?
I'm a member of the
cryptozoology club.
- A crypto what?
- People who believe in euphylls
and the Loch Ness Monster.
- [Paolo] Nessie exists, 100%.
- [Nev] Yeah, right.
- [Tania] So what do we do now?
- What do you mean
what do we do now?
We load it into the car and
then sell it to some university.
- No way.
I don't want this
mutated beaver in my car.
- What difference does it make?
It's dead.
- Listen, I've got
historical props from films
that's in the trunk.
- Actually, there are copies.
- And I've got no intention
of dumping a dead animal
on top of them just
because you are convinced
this is a chupacabra.
I mean, a chupacabra in Italy.
- I pay for the fuel.
- So?
The car is mine.
- Listen, why don't
we put it in the trunk
and move the props next
to Paolo on the backseat.
- One of them is too fragile.
I don't want-
- I'll hold it.
- But you don't understand.
I don't-
- Nev, please.
(contemplative music)
- Mister, help me out.
One, two, three, lift.
(Nev groaning)
- Ow!
- (chuckles) Try not
to kill yourself.
Don't break anything.
- [Paolo] Uh-huh.
- Hold this.
It's the most fragile.
- Ugh, it's going
to be a long night.
What's wrong with him now?
- I don't know.
Perhaps he's not well.
- I knew it.
We picked up a drag addict.
As soon as our
backs were turned,
he shot up here in
the car with us.
- I don't think so.
- If we get stopped
by the police,
we're gonna be in deep shit.
- It's strange.
- It's a miracle he hasn't
already slit our throats.
That's it!
I've had enough.
- Nev.
- Oh, fuck him and
the chupacabra.
I'm not taking any
more of this shit.
(pensive music)
(monster screaming)
(Nev groaning and gagging)
(gentle lively music)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(Nev laughing)
(gentle lively music continues)
(Nev laughing)
(gentle lively music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
- Nev, Nev!
Paolo, Paolo!
(flesh squelching)
(suspenseful music)
(flesh squelching)
What the fuck is going on?
(flesh squelching)
(bones crunching)
- Holy shit!
(indistinct) wasn't
dead, just knocked out.
(indistinct)
- It's eating him.
(monster growls)
- There's no signal.
- It must be your phone.
Fuck!
Mine too.
- We are in the
middle of nowhere.
The signal must be weak.
- Impossible.
I was here last year,
and it worked perfectly.
- What the fuck is going on?
- There are too
many cliches for me.
Something's going on.
- Paolo, look!
- What?
- I think I saw a light.
- Where?
- Over there!
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
What's that?
- [Paolo] I have no idea.
- It's beautiful.
- [Paolo] Don't!
- What?
- It could be toxic.
- I don't think so.
- [Paolo] Clean your hands.
- I don't need to.
They have already dried.
Look.
(Tania gasps)
Did you hear that too?
- Let's go.
- Oh, God.
(monster shrieking)
(ominous music)
- Go!
Go, go, go!
(pensive music)
(monster shrieking)
What the fuck was that?
- Tell me this is
all a nightmare.
- You saw that too, didn't you?
- Yeah.
It look like...
It looked like...
- It was a fucking demon.
- Yes!
- We need to go.
From now on, we don't
stop for any reason, okay?
- I don't feel too good.
- Oh, believe me,
neither do I.
- No, trust me, I really need...
(suspenseful music)
(Tania coughing)
(Tania gagging)
(flesh squelching)
(Tania growls)
(punch cracks)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music continues)
- What the...
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
- Put your hands is the air
and then lay down on the floor.
- I need help.
- On the floor!
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
- What the fuck?
(Paolo groaning and panting)
(gravel crunching)
(gate rattling)
(satellite whirring)
- Move!
(footsteps thumping)
(brooding music)
Here he is, sir.
- What the fuck are you doing?
I didn't do anything.
- [Bannon] And who might you be?
- My name is Paolo.
Paolo Ricci.
I was in a car with two
other people when...
- [Bannon] When?
- We were attacked by monsters.
One of us was torn to pieces
by one of those things.
Then Tania...
- [Bannon] Tania?
- Yeah.
I don't know what happened,
but I think she was infected.
- [Bannon] Infected?
- Yes, by...
By some strange liquid.
She became a fucking...
Monster.
(Bannon chuckles)
- And where is she now?
- A few kilometers from here,
on the road in the airfield.
- Hmm, take him and
put him in isolation,
then inform Victoria
to take some men
and go in search of the cocoon.
When they have found it,
tell her to monitor it
and to keep me informed.
Now!
- [Soldier] Yes, sir.
- [Paolo] No, wait, wait!
What the is going on here?
- Hmm.
Tania.
Interesting name.
(pensive music)
(car rattling)
(gun cocks)
(car rattling)
- So, how long ago did
the metamorphosis begin?
- How the fuck would I know?
- Don't fuck around.
We're on a mission.
- Bannon seems euphoric to
find another hybrid like him.
- He'll want to fuck her.
- Perhaps he's looking
for his soulmate.
(soldier laughs)
- Or an ally.
- But she's just a civilian.
- With the same powers.
- He's not the same.
He's been like that for years.
He trained hard to
become what he is.
- Right.
When she finally comes
out of her cocoon,
she'd probably be
some whining pussy.
"Oh my God, what's
happening to me?
It's a nightmare.
Wake me up."
(soldiers laughing)
- Perhaps, but she could have
become mentally unstable.
You know what I mean.
Whatever the case, she
could be useful to us.
- Ugh, the war is over by now.
- It is not over
until it's over.
- Even if this woman turns
out to be the perfect ally,
it will be too late, anyway.
- We'll see.
- I'll repeat,
(indistinct) all the same.
(soldier laughing)
- [Bannon] You left
your radio on, soldier.
- I'm sorry, sir.
- Do you think he heard?
- [Bannon] The radio
is still on soldier.
- Fuck.
- It was nice knowing you.
There she is.
Stop next to the willow tree.
(owl hooting)
(footsteps thumping)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thumping)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Sir, we found her.
- [Bannon] Excellent.
Monitor her and don't let
her out of your sight.
Keep me updated
every 20 minutes.
- Understood.
- Now what do we do?
- Observe and wait for orders.
- If I had known, I would
have brought a pack of cards.
- Cut it out.
Remember, we're still
in hostile territory.
(owl hooting)
(contemplative music)
(footsteps thumping)
(owl hooting)
(contemplative music continues)
- [Paolo] This madman
is gonna killed me.
- What did you say?
- Nothing.
Just wondering if what they say
about your military is true.
- What?
- That you're just a
bunch of repressed fags.
You know, the shared showers,
the big guns, the
macho attitude.
- Are you calling
me a cocksucker?
- No.
No, I was thinking
more of shirtlifter.
(punch cracks)
(objects clattering)
- [Soldier] Fucking retard.
(footsteps thumping)
- [Bannon] What's going on here?
- Nothing, sir.
Just a few problems
with the prisoner.
- [Bannon] I understand.
Who's in charge
of the checkpoints
monitoring the area of
the space-time anomaly?
- [Soldier] Bava, sir.
- Bring him to me.
- Yes, sir.
- I hate the ones who
always reply, "Yes, sir."
Don't you?
But you know how it is.
The procedure.
Your name is Paolo.
Right?
- Yes.
- I want to show you
something, Paolo.
- You called for me, sir?
- Yes.
What was your job, Bava?
- To monitor the
activity of the enemy
around base camp, sir.
- Not your current job,
your previous one.
- To place roadblocks
around the anomaly
to make sure that no civilians
would be accidentally
transported onto
this planet, sir.
- So, can you explain how
three civilians in a car
managed to travel light
years to get here?
- I...
I can't explain it, sir.
- You can't explain it?
- Uh...
Perhaps they took a country
road not on the maps.
- Don't worry.
To err is human.
(blade rings)
(flesh squelching)
Remove the body.
- [Soldier] Yes, sir.
- Paolo, Paolo, Paolo.
I need your help, and I hope
you are going to give it to me.
As you probably have guessed,
we are no longer on the Earth.
In fact, if you were to go
outside and look to the sky,
on the left, you might be
able to make up the sun.
Obviously, from here, it would
just resemble a simple star.
However, to cut a
long story short,
we are at war with the natives.
Your friend isn't dead.
She's mutating,
becoming like me,
and we would be in
need of her help.
But I need to convince
her to join our cause.
Do you understand?
- Of course.
- Ah, excellent.
So, when she comes
out of the cocoon,
you will help us to
convince her to collaborate?
That's just the answer
I was looking for.
If you continue like this,
before long, you
will be a free man.
(footsteps thumping)
Ah, I forgot to mention it.
But should you
change your mind...
(ominous music)
(footsteps thumping)
(machine beeping)
(owl hooting)
- Fuck, I'm a dead man.
- Don't say that.
- Bannon will cut my pulse
off with that sword of his.
- Come on.
- Perhaps he'll just cut
off your head immediately.
- [Soldier] Come on,
for Christ's sake.
- It wouldn't be the first time
he's killed one of his own men.
- That's true, but he's only
killed those who damaged
or compromise our mission,
even the slightest way.
- You see?
- But you haven't
compromised anything.
You just spouted bullshit.
Anyway, Bannon is
too cold and detached
to worry about like that.
- [Victoria] I wouldn't
be so sure about that.
- Well, he hasn't
compromised anything
and hasn't done
anything wrong, so...
So, just keep your
nerve, do your job.
Everything will be fine.
- I fucking hope so.
- Well, you certainly
can't run to the hills.
They are full of demons.
- Anyway, next time...
(cocoon crunching)
- It's time.
(cocoon crunching)
(contemplative music)
(cocoon crunching)
(suspenseful music)
(cocoon crunching)
(soldiers groaning)
(cocoon crunching)
(soldiers groaning)
(Victoria groaning)
- Holy shit.
You aren't going to
hurt me, are you?
Stop!
(bones crunching)
(Victoria screams)
(bones crunching)
(gun bangs)
(contemplative music)
(Paolo groans)
(Paolo grunts)
(soldier groans)
(suspenseful music)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier groaning)
(soldier screaming)
(suspenseful music)
(soldier screaming)
- What are you waiting for?
Go get him!
(soldier groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(soldier groaning)
- If I continue like this,
I'll have no men left.
(blade rings)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
- Fuck you!
(Paolo groans)
Asshole!
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
(punch cracks)
(Paolo groans)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(Paolo panting)
- Tania?
(pensive music)
- It wasn't me.
The monster?
- No.
Even if they have the faculty
of telekinetic powers,
their culture requires them
to seek direct confrontation
with their bare hands,
only with their physical force.
No, this is the
work of a hybrid.
Another hybrid.
(contemplative music)
(footsteps thumping)
- You are different.
- It must be my new haircut.
- Not just physically.
It seems like you're
a different person.
(footsteps thumping)
(birds hooting)
(footsteps thumping)
(soldier screams)
(ominous music)
(monster growling)
(soldier screaming)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier screaming)
(monster growling)
(flesh squelching)
- It's been a long night.
- Well, thanks,
anyway, for before.
- There is a Jeep about
a kilometer from here.
We can use it to get away.
- Where do you wanna go?
- Where do you think?
Home.
Far away from here.
- We're not in Italy anymore.
- What?
So, where are we?
In ex-Yugoslavia?
- Not really.
I really...
I don't know how to
tell you this, but-
- [Tania] But what?
- Do you see that star?
- Which one?
- [Paolo] That one over there?
- [Tania] Yeah.
I think so.
- [Paolo] That's where
our home is, or should be.
- What the fuck?
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(bird hooting)
What the fuck?
- Let me guess,
this is the Jeep.
- [Tania] It must have
been those things.
(monster growling)
(Paolo screams)
Wait.
(monster growling)
(monster growling)
- [Tania] You understand
what I'm saying, don't you?
- What are you doing?
- We can communicate.
Telepathically, I think.
I can hear his voice in my head,
and I think that
he can hear mine.
- So that's what
the cheat's for.
(monster growling)
- Wait.
We are not your enemies.
Those over there
are your enemies.
They are the ones
who left the trap.
Paolo, help me.
- [Paolo] What?
- Help me to remove the trap.
- No way, what if he bites me?
- Fuck.
I am trying to create a
bond with this creature
so we don't end
up crush to death.
Can you try not to rock the
boat more than necessary?
- I wasn't rocking the boat.
You're doing
everything yourself.
- Listen, I haven't forgotten
that you literally
kicked me out of the car.
- You had become a monster.
What the hell was
I supposed to do?
- I needed your help.
Where were you?
- Huh, nice try.
But remember, you are the one
who gave me a lick yesterday.
- So?
- So do you think
I will risk my life
for somebody I barely know?
- But I-
- I what?
Reality check, Tania.
This is not a movie where
everybody cares about everybody,
and everything ends
up all wine and roses.
This is reality.
And I did exactly
what you have done,
which is save my own ass,
and I would do it again.
(pensive music)
No!
- You dickhead!
- Said the poor woman.
- Try not to get me angry.
I'm still learning how
to control all of this.
(monster growling)
- (sighs) Yeah,
we're coming, boss.
(monster growling)
(spirited music)
- [AI] Device performance
health analyze is completed.
No errors detected.
Device restart.
Procedure in progress.
- [Dr. Kirk] Be reasonable.
- The plan is not
going to change.
- We cannot do this.
We haven't got the right.
- Dr. Kirk, your mission
was to channel the anomalies
and transport us here to
this Godforsaken place.
You did your job well.
Now please, let us do ours.
- Nobody told me that
your plan involved
exterminating an entire planet.
- Moon, Dr. Kirk.
This is a moon.
- Listen, these anomalies have
been going on for centuries.
Every 666 years,
the Earth and this
planet are aligned.
And through space
dimensional fields,
some portions of the
Earth end up here.
- Exactly.
And occasionally, some
of the native beasts
end up in our own backyard.
- These creatures took
negative connotation
in Christian iconography and
many other Earthly religions.
But although they are
hostile, primitive beings
who find themselves
in a situation of
confusion, fright and-
- I know why we are
here as well as you do.
Where are you headed
with this, Dr. Kirk?
Please.
- Even though this
things always happen,
there has never
been an apocalypse.
It is true that we have a
duty to protect our safety,
but for sure we are
not risking extinction.
We have to find other solutions
to try to stop this anomalies.
We cannot blow up this planet
and erase millions of forms
of life from the universe.
- The choice is nearly
yours, nor is it mine.
The powers that be have decided,
and I, for one, personally do
that which is requested of me.
And frankly I do
it with pleasure.
- I believe that saving the
Earth is just a way for you
to dignify your revenge
on these creatures.
Tell the truth.
You not only mourn of
those who you have lost,
but you detest what
you have become.
A freak that is no longer
recognized in humanity.
- A freak?
(Dr. Kirk groans)
I admit I no longer
recognize myself in humanity,
but believe me,
it's something I
(indistinct) in this pursuit.
And what is there more
human than revenge?
(Dr. Kirk groaning and gagging)
- Firstly, Dr. Kirk,
if you wish to see (indistinct)
where the sun rises again,
do not get in my way.
- [AI] Operation complete.
The teleport
settings will return
to their minimum base values.
- Try to (indistinct).
(monster growling)
Can you trust us now?
(monster growling)
These men are here
to exterminate you.
They have brought a bomb.
A bomb.
What?
Oh God, it's...
- Tell him it's a weapon.
- Shut up!
It's a weapon to
destroy this planet.
Fuck, we have to stop him.
- The three of us, and who else?
(monster growling)
(monster shrieks)
(magma burbling)
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(monster growling)
(monster screams)
(pensive music continues)
(wings flapping)
(monster shrieks)
(keyboard clacking)
(machine beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
- Sir, the motion sensors
within three kilometers
picked up dense activities
not far from here.
- Another group of those
three-legged creatures?
- [Soldier] Negative, sir.
I think they are demons.
- Demons?
How many?
- It is hard to say.
The sensors picked up their
activity in a confined area.
- Ah, an army.
- Army?
- A small one, but strong
enough to wipe us out
if we are not prepared.
- If you are right,
there shouldn't be that
many more of them than us.
- Which means luck
is on our side,
given that there's a whole
planet of them out there.
- But, sir, the problem
remains that our weapons
are obsolete to face them.
- In fact, bullets
hardly pierce their skin,
which is why I use this sword.
But I'm the only one
strong enough to wield it.
- So, we are all dead, sir.
- No, it's not the
best of situations,
but we should be
able to organize
a tight and
effective resistance.
- But, sir...
Wouldn't it be better
if we set the bomb now and head
back to the Earth directly?
- Of course it would.
- So why don't we?
- Because I want to
have fun one last time.
- But, sir-
- I know.
I am an incurable romantic.
(footsteps thumping)
(satellite whirring)
- He's mad.
Do you still doubt it?
- Never have.
But I told he had a limit
like the rest of us.
- The mission is
almost concluded
but he has no intention
of taking us home.
All he's interested in
is that you went through
the death with those things.
- I don't wanna die
on this shitty planet.
What do you suggest?
- I suggest we go.
We'll set up the bomb
and head off by
activating the portal.
- We'll leave all the
others to die here?
- We'll spread the word.
Those who want who
come with us can come,
the others can stay
and die on this rock.
Once back on Earth,
we'll say that Bannon and
the others didn't make it,
but we managed to
activate the bomb in time.
(Bannon clears throat)
(blade rings)
(flesh squelching)
(pensive music)
- A wonderful plan,
but I would have
a few objections.
- But, sir-
- I understand that
you are afraid.
But after spending
so much time with me,
I hoped you would've
learned something.
(gun cocks)
(footsteps thumping)
(gun cocks)
(bone crunching)
As I told you, the
first day we met,
in the case that one of
you decided to betray me,
he who doesn't kill me
has better run.
(flesh squelching)
(footsteps thumping)
Place it over there.
I want to see as many
of those bastards
blown into pieces as possible.
Oh, my heart skips a beat
every time their fluorescent
blood illuminates the night.
- At what distance shall
we place the mine, sir?
- Just outside the gates
but not so close that
they could harm us.
- Yes, sir.
Hey, look!
(Bannon laughs)
- Do you know what
that is, soldier?
- No, sir.
What, sir?
(spirited music)
- That is a trap.
- Now!
(bones crunching)
(gun bangs)
(soldier groans)
(monsters growling)
(siren wailing)
(satellite whirring)
(footsteps thumping)
(gun bangs)
(monsters growling)
(gun bangs)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier groans)
(soldier screams)
(soldier screaming)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(gun banging)
- Stop it!
(monster growling)
(gun banging)
(monster growling)
(gun banging)
(monster growling)
(soldier groaning)
(flesh squelching)
(explosion booming)
(gun banging)
(monster shrieking)
(monster growling)
(siren wailing)
(machine gun rattling)
(monsters growling)
(machine gun rattling)
(siren wailing)
(siren wailing)
(suspenseful music)
(bones crunching)
- [Tania] Where is the bomb?
- It's...
It's at the center of the base.
- [Tania] So you
built a warehouse?
- Not exactly.
This used to be a small
industrial complex.
When they closed
it many years ago,
we decided to use it as
a package for the bomb
and for Hellgate.
- Hellgate?
- Yeah.
The machine that opened
the portal to this planet.
I call it VBR-700,
but Bannon said that
Hellgate was a cooler name.
- It sounds like a video game.
- Well, I'm sure
that was its origin.
What are you going to do?
- Stop that madman.
Not that I'm mad about
the things with horns,
but I don't want to explode
along with this planet.
- Yeah, understandable.
- Good.
So deactivate the bomb.
- But to be honest, the
term bomb is misleading.
This machine creates
a magnetic force
- Listen!
Out there are soldiers
fighting demons.
I have grown horns.
There is no need
for you to explain
how this could make
a planet explode.
- Actually, make it implode.
- [Tania] Right, implode.
Deactivate it.
- I can damage
the manual system.
But anyway, Bannon's
got a remote control
in case of emergency,
- So?
- So, I have to destroy
the transmitter.
- Take me to the bomb.
(siren wailing)
(footsteps thumping)
(brooding music)
(Dr. Kirk screaming)
(Dr. Kirk groaning)
(flesh squelching)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(footsteps thumping)
(siren wailing)
- Game over.
- What are you going to
do, you (indistinct)?
- Nothing special,
apart from eliminating these
things from the galaxy.
And you, do you have any
plans for this evening?
- Just trying to
deactivate this thing,
so I won't be involved
in your alien holocaust.
- Oh, you should
have told me sooner.
I have nothing against
you personally.
Didn't your friend tell you
that I tried to recruit you?
- Recruit me?
Yeah, he told me.
He mentioned something about it.
- And?
- And he also mentioned what
you do to vote your recruit.
- Oh, only to those who
don't perform their duties.
- If you say so.
- Yes, I do.
That is the case.
- So, what's your proposal?
- [Bannon] Are you willing
to kill those things?
- Only if I'm threatened.
- That is not the answer
I was hoping to hear.
- So why do you
want to kill them?
Have you been ordered to?
- Yes, but I was
going to anyway.
- Why?
- Oh, nothing original.
They killed somebody I
knew, I killed some of them.
The transformation,
the usual story.
- You know there is
no need for this.
- Of course, I do.
But can't you feel it too?
The boredom, the apathy,
the alienation from
those of your own race.
They transmitted it to you
the moment their blood came
into contact with yours.
We are no longer human,
and we will never
be human again.
- I am human.
(Bannon laughs)
- That is not true,
and you know it.
You have felt what it's like
to slip inside the
mind of another man
and make him do what you want.
You have tasted the power.
You have experienced what
it means to be a God.
Oh.
Once you have felt
these sensations,
there is no turning back.
- A God doesn't need any armor,
nor a (indistinct), or a mask.
- The mask?
I wear the mask so as
to not terrorize my men
more than necessary.
You are in the first
stages of the mutation.
You won't have that critical
face for much longer.
- There has to be a way.
- To do what?
Reverse the process?
It's impossible.
- I wonder what you are
like when you are human.
- Tall, bald,
incredibly good looking.
- And now?
- And now nothing.
In a few moments, all of this
will have ceased to exist.
(siren wailing)
(bomb beeping)
(controller crunching)
- I promise you,
it won't be the
explosion that kills you.
- Technically, it
is an implosion.
(ominous music)
(flesh squelching)
(horns crunching)
(Tania growling)
(suspenseful music)
(Tania growling)
(alarm beeping)
(Tania growling)
(Paolo grunts)
(Paolo panting)
(footsteps thumping)
(somber music)
(engine revving)
(Tania growling)
(punch cracking)
(Tania shrieking)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(machine beeping)
(Tania hissing)
(Bannon grunts)
(punch cracks)
(punch cracks)
(punch cracks)
(Tania shrieks)
(Tania screams)
(timer beeping)
- Good night, sweet Tania.
(Bannon groans)
(monster growling)
(monster growling)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(monster growling)
(footsteps thumping)
(Bannon groaning)
(guns banging)
(Bannon groaning)
(monster growling)
(engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(Tania groaning)
- Tania?
(alarm beeping)
(suspenseful music)
(machine whirring)
(keyboard clacking)
- Fuck!
I'm not going to die
in this fucking place.
- How does the
teletransporter work?
- And you are watching me.
(monster growls)
- [AI] Teleportation
procedure started.
(monster growls)
Four.
Three.
(flesh squelching)
Two.
One.
Good journey.
(electric crackling)
(pensive music)
(electric crackling continues)
(alarm beeping)
(explosion booming)
(car engine revving)
(tires screeching)
- Shit!
(flesh squelching)
(alarm beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
(alarm beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
(flesh squelching)
(contemplative music)
(Tania shrieks)
(suspenseful music)
(Tania shrieking)
(Bannon groaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Tania shrieking)
(head cracks)
(bone crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(blade ringing)
(flesh squelching)
(head thuds)
(Bannon groaning)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(lively music)
(flesh squelching)
(lively music continues)
Walls of kings
circle the cities
Walls of faith
circle the mind
Live the lie and
you may live forever
I'm not designed to
live so I can die
(spirited music)
Born in chains
you'll live forever
Born into slavery but
where is your mind
Walking free
Yeah it can
break the manacle
Can't you see
You were designed for life
(Bannon laughing)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
Lines of faith
keep you together
But I live in a world of
doubt and it sets me free
Free to doubt and make
my own assumptions
Free to flout endemic theory
(spirited music)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
(spirited music continues)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(pensive music)
(water burbling)
(pensive music continues)
(water burbling)
(object squelching)
(keys jangling)
(door creaks)
(footsteps thumping)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(pensive music)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(both speaking in
foreign language)
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(hostage speaking
in foreign language)
- No.
(boss speaking in
foreign language)
(boss gagging)
(chain rattling)
(pig grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(boss gagging)
(boss groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(boss gagging)
- [Tania] Slow, insipid.
Impossible to understand
what it's trying to say.
- [Nev] Wait a minute.
The best is yet to come.
- [Tania] All
citations and no fire,
to be avoided like a plague.
- Lighthearted, isn't it?
- And they get paid
right, for sure.
- Well, there were a
few too many citations.
- Even if it were, this
review seems a little harsh.
I mean, what you normally
see in the cinema.
- (sighs) (indistinct)
to the worst.
But just because you write
low budget on the poster,
that doesn't make it
misunderstood masterpiece.
- I found it enjoyable.
- Me too, but I guess
the director was a
little pretentious.
- What do you mean?
- I mean, I get it
that you want to bring
your vision of life
to the screen, your
opinion or the rest.
It's your style.
I get it.
There's nothing wrong with that.
But you can't just create
flat, stereotypical characters
who react in that world
just because you need end
at the end of the movie
the spectator to
share your own ideas.
That's just propaganda.
- I don't know if
he meant to do that.
- If you show me a moralizing
good guy with a six pack
in his plucked eyebrows,
and the bad guys
with dirty teeth
or (indistinct) with
no hope of redemption,
that just doesn't work for me.
Anyway, the review's
far too negative.
- I know Sergio, right?
He's a contrarian.
If everybody likes the film,
he has to say it is shit.
If everybody hates the
film, it is misunderstood.
- Well, there is
a middle ground.
For me, it was watchable,
but nothing special.
- I wouldn't have chosen him
for the presentation
of the exhibition.
(Nev sighs)
- Internal politics, Tania.
Internal politics.
By the way, we are officially
running out of fuel.
- Okay, can we get
there without stopping?
- Oh, if you wanna
get stuck in Mestre.
- I'd prefer to spend the
weekend in silent here.
(Nev laughs)
(car door latch clicks)
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
- [Nev] Hello?
- Are you going to Venice?
- If luck is on
our outside, yes.
- I need to get there too.
- Ah, right.
- Yeah, but I had an accident.
My motorbike.
- Oh, sorry to hear that.
- Yeah, (indistinct) picked up,
but now I'm left on food.
So, I was wondering if you
could possibly give me a lift
since we're going in
the same direction.
- Listen...
- I can pay for the fuel.
- No, that's not a problem.
But...
- But?
- I can't.
- Why not?
- It's not because
I don't trust you.
- You don't even know me.
You have the right
not to trust me.
- No, it's not that.
- So what is it?
- I don't think my
wife would agree.
- Well, let's ask her.
- That's a terrible
idea, really.
- Why?
- You know what women are like.
- No.
You tell me.
- Well, they are...
They are different to us men.
- 'Cause they have tits
and we only have nipples?
- What?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
They are...
They are malicious.
They always think the worst,
and then the husbands
get all the blame.
- Ah.
- If it was up to me, I'd have
taken you anywhere you like,
without thinking twice.
But...
- But there's your wife.
- Yeah, I'm really sorry.
- Sure, no problem.
- Isn't there a
bus you can catch?
- I've already asked,
but apparently there
is a strike today.
- What bad luck.
- You're telling me.
- I would help you if I could.
- So can we try
asking your wife?
- Huh, are you joking?
She'd be capable of
calling the police,
telling them you
wanted to steal our car
or sell us drugs or something.
Oh, and then she would
whine about it for hours.
- Jesus, man.
She's really got
you by the balls.
- You know what
we're gonna like.
- Yeah.
Well, thanks anyway.
- I'm sorry.
- Hey, is this yours?
- Jesus, thanks.
- Imagine what your
wife would have said.
- You saved my life.
Listen, Tania, I've just
realized that I'm short of cash.
- I've just spent
the last of mine.
You know I only use cards.
- The terminal is broken.
They're coming to repair
it in a couple of hours.
- What are we going to do now?
- Oh, Jesus.
- Well, you have to wait.
- We'll never get there on time.
- Excuse me?
I couldn't help
but overhear you,
and I need to get
to Venice Airport
but I had a problem
with my bike.
So if you can give me a
lift, I'll pay for the fuel.
- [Tania] Seriously?
- Sure.
If your husband doesn't mind.
- Who, Nev?
He's not my husband.
(Tania laughs)
We're just colleagues.
Anyway, it would
be very kind of you
if you could do us this favor.
- Oh, please.
You are doing me
a favor, Miss...
- Tania Petrov.
- Paolo Ricci, nice to meet you.
And you are Mister...
- Neville Brand.
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
(cashier speaking
in foreign language)
- Shall we go?
(contemplative music)
- Take the next one on the left.
- Which one?
- The next one on the left.
- It's not on the navigator.
- Perhaps it's a new road.
- No, it's a road that goes
through the countryside,
so parts of it are
still just their track.
- We should stick
to the main road.
- No, this one is better.
Trust me.
It's faster, and you'll
avoid all the traffic.
- I checked it on the internet.
There shouldn't be much traffic.
It did say there was
some police roadblocks,
but it shouldn't slow
us down too, believe me.
This road is much better.
- Listen, if we can get there
quicker, take this road.
(Nev sighs)
- Okay, let's take this road.
- When we have a
minute, could we stop?
I need to take a pee.
- I was going to suggest
the same thing myself.
(pensive music)
(contemplative music)
(leaves crunching)
What are you playing at?
- Are you talking to me?
- Why were you so insistent
we took this road?
- (sighs) Because I want
to get to the airport
as soon as possible.
Don't you?
- Of course, but it seemed to me
you want to avoid
the roadblocks.
- [Paolo] You're wrong.
- Well, I hope so.
But if I'm not, know that
I don't want any trouble.
- And who does?
- Well, I certainly don't.
- Listen.
Don't worry.
You'll be rid of me soon enough.
So you can start
working on your wife.
- Ah.
Asshole!
(pensive music)
- I still don't know
how to thank you for
your help, Mr. Ricci.
- There's really no need.
And please, call me Paolo.
- You're Italian, right?
- I'm Italo American, actually.
How about you?
Are you Americans?
- Oh, no.
He was born in England,
and I am Russian,
but I've been living in
London for the last few years.
- Are you traveling
for business?
- Uh, not really.
I've decided to take a break
and, you know, find my
true self and all that.
- Which is?
- A biking trip.
- [Tania] Oh, like
in "Easy Rider."
- [Nev] Huh, around the airport.
- I was taking my bike to
America for a road trip
with some biking friends.
- What happened
to your bike then?
- A pheasant flew in
front of me, and bang!
- [Nev] What bad luck.
- [Tania] You were lucky.
You could have killed
yourself trying to avoid it.
- (chuckles) I
didn't even try to.
- Oh.
- What a hero.
- Yeah.
The little bastard got
caught up in the wheel,
so he ended up sliced to death,
and I ended up with my ass
flying through the air.
- I'm vegan.
- Good.
- No, no, no, no.
You don't understand.
- I do, you're vegan.
- No, you really don't get it.
- What the hell is
there to understand?
You eats grass and (indistinct)
and shit biological.
- Listen.
- [Tania] You didn't
say what you do.
- I'm an actor.
- Really? (laughs)
- Yeah.
Well, don't get me wrong.
I'm just at the
beginning of my career.
But I'm more into the
independent circuit,
but honestly speaking, I do
have a discreet following.
- So we both work
in the same field.
- How about you?
Are you an actress too?
- No, of course not.
I organize events,
exhibitions, things like that.
- I would have sworn
you were an actress.
- Oh, (giggles) stop it.
- Seriously.
Good looking, great body,
fantastic cheekbones.
- Fantastic cheekbones?
- Look, if you give
me your phone number,
I can put you in touch
with some producers.
- It would be a waste
of time, believe me.
I don't know how to act.
- Ah, come on.
It was just like
that for me too,
at the beginning, at least.
What's important is to
get over your shyness,
and then give it everything
away like there's no tomorrow.
- So, what films
have you acted in?
- Mm, just small,
independent films.
Nothing you would've seen.
- Oh, Neville loves the cinema.
He's seen everything,
not just the American
blockbusters.
- European art films
have no secrets for me.
- Well, I've never worked
with great directors,
but I've done a few videos
with some Eastern
European actresses
like Polish,
Bolivians, Russians.
- What kind of videos?
- A little bit of everything.
You know, fake interview, goth,
red had, teen, petite,
gang bang, cream pie.
- Well, I spent
years at universities
studying the history of cinema.
I know all these categories,
but I don't understand.
You really make me feel stupid.
- So you are a...
- Yeah.
- So you know these
categories too?
- Yes.
I mean, not really.
- Of course he does.
Come on, explain them to Tania.
- Let's say it's niche market.
(Paolo laughs)
- A niche market. (laughs)
- Well, I don't know about
them, but for you professionals,
it must be the ABC.
- Well, not really.
(object bangs)
- Oh!
- Fuck!
(ominous music)
- You've hit something.
- No, really?
- Was it a person?
- I don't fucking know.
- Wait, did you see teeth?
- [Nev] What?
- The white shiny things, teeth.
- [Nev] I don't know.
I think so.
- Fuck.
- I think you
knocked over a negro.
- What?
- Yeah, there is full of them.
They go around at night
on bikes with no lights.
And when you least
expect it, bang!
By the time you see the
white of their teeth,
they already broken
your headlights.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, and, of course, they
report you to the police.
- Now I'm fucked.
- It might just be a dog.
- But I'm vegan.
- Wait.
Would a negro have been better?
Fucking racist.
- [Nev] I'm the racist?
I'm not the one
using the term negro.
You are the fucking racist!
- Look it up in the dictionary.
- Originally, negro
referred to a certain
ethnic group from Africa.
But over the years,
it has taken on negative
and derogatory connotations.
- A negro is a negro.
It depends on the
context of the phrase
and the tone of voice.
But come on.
I have a lot of negro...
Black friends.
- [Tania] Shouldn't we
get out and have a look?
(pensive music)
- What the hell is that?
- That's definitely not a negro.
- It seems like...
I don't know.
- What type of animal is it?
- If this is what I think
it is, we're gonna be rich.
- So?
- So you know what animal it is?
- I wouldn't call it an animal.
I'm gonna call it a legend,
or a whole lot of cash.
- So?
- It's a chupacabra.
- A chupa what?
- Oh, please.
- Come on, look at it.
What else could it be?
A dog, a wild pig?
Trust me, this is chupacabra.
- I didn't realize you were
also an expert on chupacabras.
- Excuse me?
I'm a member of the
cryptozoology club.
- A crypto what?
- People who believe in euphylls
and the Loch Ness Monster.
- [Paolo] Nessie exists, 100%.
- [Nev] Yeah, right.
- [Tania] So what do we do now?
- What do you mean
what do we do now?
We load it into the car and
then sell it to some university.
- No way.
I don't want this
mutated beaver in my car.
- What difference does it make?
It's dead.
- Listen, I've got
historical props from films
that's in the trunk.
- Actually, there are copies.
- And I've got no intention
of dumping a dead animal
on top of them just
because you are convinced
this is a chupacabra.
I mean, a chupacabra in Italy.
- I pay for the fuel.
- So?
The car is mine.
- Listen, why don't
we put it in the trunk
and move the props next
to Paolo on the backseat.
- One of them is too fragile.
I don't want-
- I'll hold it.
- But you don't understand.
I don't-
- Nev, please.
(contemplative music)
- Mister, help me out.
One, two, three, lift.
(Nev groaning)
- Ow!
- (chuckles) Try not
to kill yourself.
Don't break anything.
- [Paolo] Uh-huh.
- Hold this.
It's the most fragile.
- Ugh, it's going
to be a long night.
What's wrong with him now?
- I don't know.
Perhaps he's not well.
- I knew it.
We picked up a drag addict.
As soon as our
backs were turned,
he shot up here in
the car with us.
- I don't think so.
- If we get stopped
by the police,
we're gonna be in deep shit.
- It's strange.
- It's a miracle he hasn't
already slit our throats.
That's it!
I've had enough.
- Nev.
- Oh, fuck him and
the chupacabra.
I'm not taking any
more of this shit.
(pensive music)
(monster screaming)
(Nev groaning and gagging)
(gentle lively music)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(gentle lively music continues)
(Nev laughing)
(gentle lively music continues)
(Nev laughing)
(gentle lively music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
- Nev, Nev!
Paolo, Paolo!
(flesh squelching)
(suspenseful music)
(flesh squelching)
What the fuck is going on?
(flesh squelching)
(bones crunching)
- Holy shit!
(indistinct) wasn't
dead, just knocked out.
(indistinct)
- It's eating him.
(monster growls)
- There's no signal.
- It must be your phone.
Fuck!
Mine too.
- We are in the
middle of nowhere.
The signal must be weak.
- Impossible.
I was here last year,
and it worked perfectly.
- What the fuck is going on?
- There are too
many cliches for me.
Something's going on.
- Paolo, look!
- What?
- I think I saw a light.
- Where?
- Over there!
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(leaves crunching)
What's that?
- [Paolo] I have no idea.
- It's beautiful.
- [Paolo] Don't!
- What?
- It could be toxic.
- I don't think so.
- [Paolo] Clean your hands.
- I don't need to.
They have already dried.
Look.
(Tania gasps)
Did you hear that too?
- Let's go.
- Oh, God.
(monster shrieking)
(ominous music)
- Go!
Go, go, go!
(pensive music)
(monster shrieking)
What the fuck was that?
- Tell me this is
all a nightmare.
- You saw that too, didn't you?
- Yeah.
It look like...
It looked like...
- It was a fucking demon.
- Yes!
- We need to go.
From now on, we don't
stop for any reason, okay?
- I don't feel too good.
- Oh, believe me,
neither do I.
- No, trust me, I really need...
(suspenseful music)
(Tania coughing)
(Tania gagging)
(flesh squelching)
(Tania growls)
(punch cracks)
(engine revving)
(suspenseful music continues)
- What the...
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Paolo speaking in
foreign language)
- Put your hands is the air
and then lay down on the floor.
- I need help.
- On the floor!
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
- What the fuck?
(Paolo groaning and panting)
(gravel crunching)
(gate rattling)
(satellite whirring)
- Move!
(footsteps thumping)
(brooding music)
Here he is, sir.
- What the fuck are you doing?
I didn't do anything.
- [Bannon] And who might you be?
- My name is Paolo.
Paolo Ricci.
I was in a car with two
other people when...
- [Bannon] When?
- We were attacked by monsters.
One of us was torn to pieces
by one of those things.
Then Tania...
- [Bannon] Tania?
- Yeah.
I don't know what happened,
but I think she was infected.
- [Bannon] Infected?
- Yes, by...
By some strange liquid.
She became a fucking...
Monster.
(Bannon chuckles)
- And where is she now?
- A few kilometers from here,
on the road in the airfield.
- Hmm, take him and
put him in isolation,
then inform Victoria
to take some men
and go in search of the cocoon.
When they have found it,
tell her to monitor it
and to keep me informed.
Now!
- [Soldier] Yes, sir.
- [Paolo] No, wait, wait!
What the is going on here?
- Hmm.
Tania.
Interesting name.
(pensive music)
(car rattling)
(gun cocks)
(car rattling)
- So, how long ago did
the metamorphosis begin?
- How the fuck would I know?
- Don't fuck around.
We're on a mission.
- Bannon seems euphoric to
find another hybrid like him.
- He'll want to fuck her.
- Perhaps he's looking
for his soulmate.
(soldier laughs)
- Or an ally.
- But she's just a civilian.
- With the same powers.
- He's not the same.
He's been like that for years.
He trained hard to
become what he is.
- Right.
When she finally comes
out of her cocoon,
she'd probably be
some whining pussy.
"Oh my God, what's
happening to me?
It's a nightmare.
Wake me up."
(soldiers laughing)
- Perhaps, but she could have
become mentally unstable.
You know what I mean.
Whatever the case, she
could be useful to us.
- Ugh, the war is over by now.
- It is not over
until it's over.
- Even if this woman turns
out to be the perfect ally,
it will be too late, anyway.
- We'll see.
- I'll repeat,
(indistinct) all the same.
(soldier laughing)
- [Bannon] You left
your radio on, soldier.
- I'm sorry, sir.
- Do you think he heard?
- [Bannon] The radio
is still on soldier.
- Fuck.
- It was nice knowing you.
There she is.
Stop next to the willow tree.
(owl hooting)
(footsteps thumping)
(suspenseful music)
(footsteps thumping)
(suspenseful music continues)
- Sir, we found her.
- [Bannon] Excellent.
Monitor her and don't let
her out of your sight.
Keep me updated
every 20 minutes.
- Understood.
- Now what do we do?
- Observe and wait for orders.
- If I had known, I would
have brought a pack of cards.
- Cut it out.
Remember, we're still
in hostile territory.
(owl hooting)
(contemplative music)
(footsteps thumping)
(owl hooting)
(contemplative music continues)
- [Paolo] This madman
is gonna killed me.
- What did you say?
- Nothing.
Just wondering if what they say
about your military is true.
- What?
- That you're just a
bunch of repressed fags.
You know, the shared showers,
the big guns, the
macho attitude.
- Are you calling
me a cocksucker?
- No.
No, I was thinking
more of shirtlifter.
(punch cracks)
(objects clattering)
- [Soldier] Fucking retard.
(footsteps thumping)
- [Bannon] What's going on here?
- Nothing, sir.
Just a few problems
with the prisoner.
- [Bannon] I understand.
Who's in charge
of the checkpoints
monitoring the area of
the space-time anomaly?
- [Soldier] Bava, sir.
- Bring him to me.
- Yes, sir.
- I hate the ones who
always reply, "Yes, sir."
Don't you?
But you know how it is.
The procedure.
Your name is Paolo.
Right?
- Yes.
- I want to show you
something, Paolo.
- You called for me, sir?
- Yes.
What was your job, Bava?
- To monitor the
activity of the enemy
around base camp, sir.
- Not your current job,
your previous one.
- To place roadblocks
around the anomaly
to make sure that no civilians
would be accidentally
transported onto
this planet, sir.
- So, can you explain how
three civilians in a car
managed to travel light
years to get here?
- I...
I can't explain it, sir.
- You can't explain it?
- Uh...
Perhaps they took a country
road not on the maps.
- Don't worry.
To err is human.
(blade rings)
(flesh squelching)
Remove the body.
- [Soldier] Yes, sir.
- Paolo, Paolo, Paolo.
I need your help, and I hope
you are going to give it to me.
As you probably have guessed,
we are no longer on the Earth.
In fact, if you were to go
outside and look to the sky,
on the left, you might be
able to make up the sun.
Obviously, from here, it would
just resemble a simple star.
However, to cut a
long story short,
we are at war with the natives.
Your friend isn't dead.
She's mutating,
becoming like me,
and we would be in
need of her help.
But I need to convince
her to join our cause.
Do you understand?
- Of course.
- Ah, excellent.
So, when she comes
out of the cocoon,
you will help us to
convince her to collaborate?
That's just the answer
I was looking for.
If you continue like this,
before long, you
will be a free man.
(footsteps thumping)
Ah, I forgot to mention it.
But should you
change your mind...
(ominous music)
(footsteps thumping)
(machine beeping)
(owl hooting)
- Fuck, I'm a dead man.
- Don't say that.
- Bannon will cut my pulse
off with that sword of his.
- Come on.
- Perhaps he'll just cut
off your head immediately.
- [Soldier] Come on,
for Christ's sake.
- It wouldn't be the first time
he's killed one of his own men.
- That's true, but he's only
killed those who damaged
or compromise our mission,
even the slightest way.
- You see?
- But you haven't
compromised anything.
You just spouted bullshit.
Anyway, Bannon is
too cold and detached
to worry about like that.
- [Victoria] I wouldn't
be so sure about that.
- Well, he hasn't
compromised anything
and hasn't done
anything wrong, so...
So, just keep your
nerve, do your job.
Everything will be fine.
- I fucking hope so.
- Well, you certainly
can't run to the hills.
They are full of demons.
- Anyway, next time...
(cocoon crunching)
- It's time.
(cocoon crunching)
(contemplative music)
(cocoon crunching)
(suspenseful music)
(cocoon crunching)
(soldiers groaning)
(cocoon crunching)
(soldiers groaning)
(Victoria groaning)
- Holy shit.
You aren't going to
hurt me, are you?
Stop!
(bones crunching)
(Victoria screams)
(bones crunching)
(gun bangs)
(contemplative music)
(Paolo groans)
(Paolo grunts)
(soldier groans)
(suspenseful music)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier groaning)
(soldier screaming)
(suspenseful music)
(soldier screaming)
- What are you waiting for?
Go get him!
(soldier groaning)
(suspenseful music)
(soldier groaning)
- If I continue like this,
I'll have no men left.
(blade rings)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
- Fuck you!
(Paolo groans)
Asshole!
(kick cracks)
(Paolo groans)
(punch cracks)
(Paolo groans)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(Paolo panting)
- Tania?
(pensive music)
- It wasn't me.
The monster?
- No.
Even if they have the faculty
of telekinetic powers,
their culture requires them
to seek direct confrontation
with their bare hands,
only with their physical force.
No, this is the
work of a hybrid.
Another hybrid.
(contemplative music)
(footsteps thumping)
- You are different.
- It must be my new haircut.
- Not just physically.
It seems like you're
a different person.
(footsteps thumping)
(birds hooting)
(footsteps thumping)
(soldier screams)
(ominous music)
(monster growling)
(soldier screaming)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier screaming)
(monster growling)
(flesh squelching)
- It's been a long night.
- Well, thanks,
anyway, for before.
- There is a Jeep about
a kilometer from here.
We can use it to get away.
- Where do you wanna go?
- Where do you think?
Home.
Far away from here.
- We're not in Italy anymore.
- What?
So, where are we?
In ex-Yugoslavia?
- Not really.
I really...
I don't know how to
tell you this, but-
- [Tania] But what?
- Do you see that star?
- Which one?
- [Paolo] That one over there?
- [Tania] Yeah.
I think so.
- [Paolo] That's where
our home is, or should be.
- What the fuck?
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(bird hooting)
What the fuck?
- Let me guess,
this is the Jeep.
- [Tania] It must have
been those things.
(monster growling)
(Paolo screams)
Wait.
(monster growling)
(monster growling)
- [Tania] You understand
what I'm saying, don't you?
- What are you doing?
- We can communicate.
Telepathically, I think.
I can hear his voice in my head,
and I think that
he can hear mine.
- So that's what
the cheat's for.
(monster growling)
- Wait.
We are not your enemies.
Those over there
are your enemies.
They are the ones
who left the trap.
Paolo, help me.
- [Paolo] What?
- Help me to remove the trap.
- No way, what if he bites me?
- Fuck.
I am trying to create a
bond with this creature
so we don't end
up crush to death.
Can you try not to rock the
boat more than necessary?
- I wasn't rocking the boat.
You're doing
everything yourself.
- Listen, I haven't forgotten
that you literally
kicked me out of the car.
- You had become a monster.
What the hell was
I supposed to do?
- I needed your help.
Where were you?
- Huh, nice try.
But remember, you are the one
who gave me a lick yesterday.
- So?
- So do you think
I will risk my life
for somebody I barely know?
- But I-
- I what?
Reality check, Tania.
This is not a movie where
everybody cares about everybody,
and everything ends
up all wine and roses.
This is reality.
And I did exactly
what you have done,
which is save my own ass,
and I would do it again.
(pensive music)
No!
- You dickhead!
- Said the poor woman.
- Try not to get me angry.
I'm still learning how
to control all of this.
(monster growling)
- (sighs) Yeah,
we're coming, boss.
(monster growling)
(spirited music)
- [AI] Device performance
health analyze is completed.
No errors detected.
Device restart.
Procedure in progress.
- [Dr. Kirk] Be reasonable.
- The plan is not
going to change.
- We cannot do this.
We haven't got the right.
- Dr. Kirk, your mission
was to channel the anomalies
and transport us here to
this Godforsaken place.
You did your job well.
Now please, let us do ours.
- Nobody told me that
your plan involved
exterminating an entire planet.
- Moon, Dr. Kirk.
This is a moon.
- Listen, these anomalies have
been going on for centuries.
Every 666 years,
the Earth and this
planet are aligned.
And through space
dimensional fields,
some portions of the
Earth end up here.
- Exactly.
And occasionally, some
of the native beasts
end up in our own backyard.
- These creatures took
negative connotation
in Christian iconography and
many other Earthly religions.
But although they are
hostile, primitive beings
who find themselves
in a situation of
confusion, fright and-
- I know why we are
here as well as you do.
Where are you headed
with this, Dr. Kirk?
Please.
- Even though this
things always happen,
there has never
been an apocalypse.
It is true that we have a
duty to protect our safety,
but for sure we are
not risking extinction.
We have to find other solutions
to try to stop this anomalies.
We cannot blow up this planet
and erase millions of forms
of life from the universe.
- The choice is nearly
yours, nor is it mine.
The powers that be have decided,
and I, for one, personally do
that which is requested of me.
And frankly I do
it with pleasure.
- I believe that saving the
Earth is just a way for you
to dignify your revenge
on these creatures.
Tell the truth.
You not only mourn of
those who you have lost,
but you detest what
you have become.
A freak that is no longer
recognized in humanity.
- A freak?
(Dr. Kirk groans)
I admit I no longer
recognize myself in humanity,
but believe me,
it's something I
(indistinct) in this pursuit.
And what is there more
human than revenge?
(Dr. Kirk groaning and gagging)
- Firstly, Dr. Kirk,
if you wish to see (indistinct)
where the sun rises again,
do not get in my way.
- [AI] Operation complete.
The teleport
settings will return
to their minimum base values.
- Try to (indistinct).
(monster growling)
Can you trust us now?
(monster growling)
These men are here
to exterminate you.
They have brought a bomb.
A bomb.
What?
Oh God, it's...
- Tell him it's a weapon.
- Shut up!
It's a weapon to
destroy this planet.
Fuck, we have to stop him.
- The three of us, and who else?
(monster growling)
(monster shrieks)
(magma burbling)
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
(footsteps thumping)
(monster growling)
(monster screams)
(pensive music continues)
(wings flapping)
(monster shrieks)
(keyboard clacking)
(machine beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
- Sir, the motion sensors
within three kilometers
picked up dense activities
not far from here.
- Another group of those
three-legged creatures?
- [Soldier] Negative, sir.
I think they are demons.
- Demons?
How many?
- It is hard to say.
The sensors picked up their
activity in a confined area.
- Ah, an army.
- Army?
- A small one, but strong
enough to wipe us out
if we are not prepared.
- If you are right,
there shouldn't be that
many more of them than us.
- Which means luck
is on our side,
given that there's a whole
planet of them out there.
- But, sir, the problem
remains that our weapons
are obsolete to face them.
- In fact, bullets
hardly pierce their skin,
which is why I use this sword.
But I'm the only one
strong enough to wield it.
- So, we are all dead, sir.
- No, it's not the
best of situations,
but we should be
able to organize
a tight and
effective resistance.
- But, sir...
Wouldn't it be better
if we set the bomb now and head
back to the Earth directly?
- Of course it would.
- So why don't we?
- Because I want to
have fun one last time.
- But, sir-
- I know.
I am an incurable romantic.
(footsteps thumping)
(satellite whirring)
- He's mad.
Do you still doubt it?
- Never have.
But I told he had a limit
like the rest of us.
- The mission is
almost concluded
but he has no intention
of taking us home.
All he's interested in
is that you went through
the death with those things.
- I don't wanna die
on this shitty planet.
What do you suggest?
- I suggest we go.
We'll set up the bomb
and head off by
activating the portal.
- We'll leave all the
others to die here?
- We'll spread the word.
Those who want who
come with us can come,
the others can stay
and die on this rock.
Once back on Earth,
we'll say that Bannon and
the others didn't make it,
but we managed to
activate the bomb in time.
(Bannon clears throat)
(blade rings)
(flesh squelching)
(pensive music)
- A wonderful plan,
but I would have
a few objections.
- But, sir-
- I understand that
you are afraid.
But after spending
so much time with me,
I hoped you would've
learned something.
(gun cocks)
(footsteps thumping)
(gun cocks)
(bone crunching)
As I told you, the
first day we met,
in the case that one of
you decided to betray me,
he who doesn't kill me
has better run.
(flesh squelching)
(footsteps thumping)
Place it over there.
I want to see as many
of those bastards
blown into pieces as possible.
Oh, my heart skips a beat
every time their fluorescent
blood illuminates the night.
- At what distance shall
we place the mine, sir?
- Just outside the gates
but not so close that
they could harm us.
- Yes, sir.
Hey, look!
(Bannon laughs)
- Do you know what
that is, soldier?
- No, sir.
What, sir?
(spirited music)
- That is a trap.
- Now!
(bones crunching)
(gun bangs)
(soldier groans)
(monsters growling)
(siren wailing)
(satellite whirring)
(footsteps thumping)
(gun bangs)
(monsters growling)
(gun bangs)
(flesh squelching)
(soldier groans)
(soldier screams)
(soldier screaming)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(gun banging)
- Stop it!
(monster growling)
(gun banging)
(monster growling)
(gun banging)
(monster growling)
(soldier groaning)
(flesh squelching)
(explosion booming)
(gun banging)
(monster shrieking)
(monster growling)
(siren wailing)
(machine gun rattling)
(monsters growling)
(machine gun rattling)
(siren wailing)
(siren wailing)
(suspenseful music)
(bones crunching)
- [Tania] Where is the bomb?
- It's...
It's at the center of the base.
- [Tania] So you
built a warehouse?
- Not exactly.
This used to be a small
industrial complex.
When they closed
it many years ago,
we decided to use it as
a package for the bomb
and for Hellgate.
- Hellgate?
- Yeah.
The machine that opened
the portal to this planet.
I call it VBR-700,
but Bannon said that
Hellgate was a cooler name.
- It sounds like a video game.
- Well, I'm sure
that was its origin.
What are you going to do?
- Stop that madman.
Not that I'm mad about
the things with horns,
but I don't want to explode
along with this planet.
- Yeah, understandable.
- Good.
So deactivate the bomb.
- But to be honest, the
term bomb is misleading.
This machine creates
a magnetic force
- Listen!
Out there are soldiers
fighting demons.
I have grown horns.
There is no need
for you to explain
how this could make
a planet explode.
- Actually, make it implode.
- [Tania] Right, implode.
Deactivate it.
- I can damage
the manual system.
But anyway, Bannon's
got a remote control
in case of emergency,
- So?
- So, I have to destroy
the transmitter.
- Take me to the bomb.
(siren wailing)
(footsteps thumping)
(brooding music)
(Dr. Kirk screaming)
(Dr. Kirk groaning)
(flesh squelching)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(footsteps thumping)
(siren wailing)
- Game over.
- What are you going to
do, you (indistinct)?
- Nothing special,
apart from eliminating these
things from the galaxy.
And you, do you have any
plans for this evening?
- Just trying to
deactivate this thing,
so I won't be involved
in your alien holocaust.
- Oh, you should
have told me sooner.
I have nothing against
you personally.
Didn't your friend tell you
that I tried to recruit you?
- Recruit me?
Yeah, he told me.
He mentioned something about it.
- And?
- And he also mentioned what
you do to vote your recruit.
- Oh, only to those who
don't perform their duties.
- If you say so.
- Yes, I do.
That is the case.
- So, what's your proposal?
- [Bannon] Are you willing
to kill those things?
- Only if I'm threatened.
- That is not the answer
I was hoping to hear.
- So why do you
want to kill them?
Have you been ordered to?
- Yes, but I was
going to anyway.
- Why?
- Oh, nothing original.
They killed somebody I
knew, I killed some of them.
The transformation,
the usual story.
- You know there is
no need for this.
- Of course, I do.
But can't you feel it too?
The boredom, the apathy,
the alienation from
those of your own race.
They transmitted it to you
the moment their blood came
into contact with yours.
We are no longer human,
and we will never
be human again.
- I am human.
(Bannon laughs)
- That is not true,
and you know it.
You have felt what it's like
to slip inside the
mind of another man
and make him do what you want.
You have tasted the power.
You have experienced what
it means to be a God.
Oh.
Once you have felt
these sensations,
there is no turning back.
- A God doesn't need any armor,
nor a (indistinct), or a mask.
- The mask?
I wear the mask so as
to not terrorize my men
more than necessary.
You are in the first
stages of the mutation.
You won't have that critical
face for much longer.
- There has to be a way.
- To do what?
Reverse the process?
It's impossible.
- I wonder what you are
like when you are human.
- Tall, bald,
incredibly good looking.
- And now?
- And now nothing.
In a few moments, all of this
will have ceased to exist.
(siren wailing)
(bomb beeping)
(controller crunching)
- I promise you,
it won't be the
explosion that kills you.
- Technically, it
is an implosion.
(ominous music)
(flesh squelching)
(horns crunching)
(Tania growling)
(suspenseful music)
(Tania growling)
(alarm beeping)
(Tania growling)
(Paolo grunts)
(Paolo panting)
(footsteps thumping)
(somber music)
(engine revving)
(Tania growling)
(punch cracking)
(Tania shrieking)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(machine beeping)
(Tania hissing)
(Bannon grunts)
(punch cracks)
(punch cracks)
(punch cracks)
(Tania shrieks)
(Tania screams)
(timer beeping)
- Good night, sweet Tania.
(Bannon groans)
(monster growling)
(monster growling)
(Bannon grunts)
(suspenseful music)
(monster growling)
(footsteps thumping)
(Bannon groaning)
(guns banging)
(Bannon groaning)
(monster growling)
(engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(Tania groaning)
- Tania?
(alarm beeping)
(suspenseful music)
(machine whirring)
(keyboard clacking)
- Fuck!
I'm not going to die
in this fucking place.
- How does the
teletransporter work?
- And you are watching me.
(monster growls)
- [AI] Teleportation
procedure started.
(monster growls)
Four.
Three.
(flesh squelching)
Two.
One.
Good journey.
(electric crackling)
(pensive music)
(electric crackling continues)
(alarm beeping)
(explosion booming)
(car engine revving)
(tires screeching)
- Shit!
(flesh squelching)
(alarm beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
(alarm beeping)
(footsteps thumping)
(flesh squelching)
(contemplative music)
(Tania shrieks)
(suspenseful music)
(Tania shrieking)
(Bannon groaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Tania shrieking)
(head cracks)
(bone crunching)
(suspenseful music continues)
(blade ringing)
(flesh squelching)
(head thuds)
(Bannon groaning)
(bones crunching)
(flesh squelching)
(lively music)
(flesh squelching)
(lively music continues)
Walls of kings
circle the cities
Walls of faith
circle the mind
Live the lie and
you may live forever
I'm not designed to
live so I can die
(spirited music)
Born in chains
you'll live forever
Born into slavery but
where is your mind
Walking free
Yeah it can
break the manacle
Can't you see
You were designed for life
(Bannon laughing)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
Lines of faith
keep you together
But I live in a world of
doubt and it sets me free
Free to doubt and make
my own assumptions
Free to flout endemic theory
(spirited music)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
(spirited music continues)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
(spirited music)
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space
I cast my faith into the sun
There's gotta be some
warmth in everyone
But these disease
ridden reprobates
Are colder than
the edge of space