Father of Nations (2022) Movie Script
( Music playing )
It's cold.
Do you want me to warm it up?
No. Can't afford it.
Jacob: "The goral looked almost as if"
it was going to respond to her greeting,
when all of a sudden
with the flick of its tail
it bolted back into the forest.
"And immediately Andrea followed."
( Insects chirping )
( Gasps )
Jacob?
I'm here, baby.
- Dreaming?
- Yeah.
Talk to me.
Jacob: It was of my sister.
- Soleil?
- Yeah.
She was trapped inside a cage
like livestock, emaciated.
I can't stop thinking about
the last time we saw her
during the evacuation.
She was separated from us in the crowd
and ushered onto the bus.
And I shouted to her that
we would catch the next.
That we would meet her there.
Who knows...
Who knows how long she waited,
or what she went
through in her last days?
There were things beyond our control.
I know.
We were so young.
And now we've lived half
our lives in this new world.
( Wind howling )
How strange is it that we get to
bear witness to the end of all things?
Sera: Not all things.
Jacob: Sera, this place has no future.
Sera: When you talk to
God, what does He say?
I pray for reason, but I do not see it.
Do not know it.
And what if you never do?
We don't know that this is the end.
You still have me.
Do I still have you?
( Screaming )
( Screaming continues )
( Panting )
It's okay. It's okay.
Shh. Shh.
( Moaning )
- Shh.
Shh. ( Moaning )
Shh. Shh. ( Continues moaning )
Shh. It's okay. ( Screaming )
Almost there.
Almost there. Come on. ( Screaming )
There you go. Lie down.
Shh. Shh.
( Jacob sobbing )
( Music playing )
It's been 387 days since we
left the cellar in New Anchorage
since we lost our child.
What are we looking for?
Life? People?
We trudge along, every
day harder than the last.
With the gray cast above us, it's been
days since we've even seen the sun.
Walking into a cold, dying, empty world
at least the snow covers the
smell of the burnt land beneath it.
Our only drive, our only hope,
a vague directive given me
by a voice beyond the grave.
"The sun rises in the east."
How whimsical it seems now.
I miss you.
I miss the sparkle in your eye, your smile.
- Sometimes I imagine you're happy...
- ( muted chatter )
And that there is still joy to be found.
Happy Fourth of July.
- "The lighthouse came into view."
- I read to her.
( Reading continued )
Same book every day, week after week,
month after month, year after year.
( Reading continued )
I could recite it by
heart, but I like to read it.
So much remains only within our memories.
You have hold onto that
which is right in front of you.
( Reading continued )
Be with me like you once were.
You still have me.
Do I still have you?
"He turned and faced the ocean,
his back to the lighthouse.
He leaned against it, feeling
its immovable strength,
and wondered about all it had
seen over the past three centuries.
How many lives had it saved
and how many storms had it withstood?
How many people had done exactly
what Cody was doing right now?
He was struck by the
profound perpetuity of time
"and the fleeting frailty of life."
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, wake up. Sera.
Sera.
Hey. Sera.
- Wake up.
- On the day Sera died,
it had been 433 days
since we'd last seen another living person.
Wake up.
And it was on that day
that I stopped counting.
Sera.
I think it was July.
We had taken shelter in an
abandoned barn to escape the blizzard.
Out of the wind.
I don't know if it was the elements
or some sickness she silently carried...
- Here.
- But she went quietly in the night.
Some moments you relive,
second-guessing yourself.
Was I right?
- Sera: How dare you?
- Jacob: Was she right?
I thought that sharing my vision
with her would give her hope.
- Jacob: Sera, I, uh...
- Sera: Uh-uh.
Jacob: But it wasn't like that.
Jacob: Sera, I'm just trying
to tell you what I experienced.
Jacob: She never saw what I saw.
Sera: And how do you think it makes me feel
hearing you say these things?
And why God chose to
withhold that from her,
I can never know.
Why do you get to hold him
while I carry his lifeless
body inside my womb?
Am I not good enough?
Didn't pray enough?
Do you realize what was lost?
It's only a matter of time
before we all fade into history,
and you talk about it like it's a blessing.
Don't twist my words.
That's not what I meant, and you know it.
Look, I don't wanna be here either.
I'd rather be there with our son.
But we're not.
We're still here,
and clearly for some reason.
Look, I didn't choose for this to happen.
We have to keep fighting.
There could be other people out there.
We can't lose the will to live.
We could be here for a purpose
greater than both you and I.
So we just have to keep moving.
We have to go east.
You see only what you wanna see.
Sera: I'm so cold, baby.
I just wanna go home.
Jacob: We'll find a home, all right?
We'll find one.
Come on!
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Oh, come on.
Aah! Fuck you!
( Shouting )
Fuck!
( Shouts )
Do you think this is funny?
( Sighs )
( Cracks )
- ( grunts )
( Muffled chatter )
( Muffled chatter )
Jacob: "Behind him, the
fragility of his mother's life",
and consequently his own way of living
seemed precariously
uncertain by comparison.
And he felt insignificant and humbled.
He began to understand
the magic of this place,
and somewhere deep inside him
he felt he belonged here.
Closing his eyes, he allowed
himself to be embraced
by the salty wind blowing through
his hair and around his body.
As if welcoming him
and inviting him to stay.
"To belong."
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
I thought I was the last person on Earth,
and there was no reason
for me to suspect otherwise.
Jacob!
( Echoing ) Please come back to me.
Jacob: For so long, my prayers
went unanswered as far as I could tell,
and this would've been proof enough
for many that there was no God.
But to me, he was as real
as the barren land I tread
and he gave just as much.
Take me home.
Take me home.
Take me home.
( Sera echoing ) How dare you?
You see only what you wanna see...
Come on.
Come on.
( Shouts )
- ( gunshot echoes )
Man: Hey.
Are you there?
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Exhales )
( Distant chatter )
( Coughs )
Hello?
( Distant chatter )
Hey.
( Groans )
Hello?
Where is this? What is this place?
- Hey.
- Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep.
Jacob: What, uh...
( door opens )
Hey. Hey.
Who are you?
- Wait here.
- Where... what?
( Screaming echoes )
( Distant chatter )
( Music playing )
( Chatter continues )
( Door opens, closes )
Soleil: Hey, Jacob.
Soleil.
It's okay.
Shh.
( Sobbing )
It's okay. ( Muttering )
You're okay.
( Sobbing )
- How?!
- Same to you.
- Okay.
- It's okay.
We have each other.
What is this place?
This is Haven.
( Music playing )
Amara! Knox!
- Knox!
- What's going on? Who is that?
- Beni, clear the table.
- Yes, sir.
You, help me lift him up.
Hurry.
- Knox! Beni, where's Knox?
- I don't know.
- I'm right here, asshole.
- I need your help.
- Yeah, of course you do.
- He's injured.
- Is he turning into a zombie or what?
- Those are not real.
( Blood gushes )
- Knox: Oh, shit!
Quick, quick! We need a tourniquet.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- And rags!
Where is this shit?
- Find Amara, quick.
- Yes, sir!
( Music continues )
- Soleil, I need Amara!
- She's with Felix.
They're at the shop.
- Thanks!
- What's going on?
Amara? ( Whispered chatter )
( Chatter continues )
Amara?
Ibrahim needs you.
Ib's not supposed to be
back for another three days.
Well, he is, and he's got
this man, and he's bleeding.
Ibrahim sent me to come get you.
You go. We'll finish up
here, and I'll meet you later.
All right.
Let's go.
It's okay. Okay.
You'll be good.
Knox!
Hurry!
Ib?
Got it. Here, lift his leg.
- Who is he? I don't recognize him.
- He's not from here.
Look. I found him out in the Boneyard.
So we're doing procurement
runs for vagabonds now?
- Hurry! Tighter.
- Who shot him?
Ibrahim: I think he shot himself.
It may have been an accident.
Knox: Hey. Hey, buddy.
You're all right. We're
gonna get you fixed up.
- What the hell is going on?
- Ib found him.
- Amara: How long has he been bleeding out like this?
- Ibrahim: Not sure.
He tied it with a scarf and it
reopened the wound when I took it off.
I don't see an exit wound.
Soleil, put pressure on this.
- Sera: Jacob.
- Child: Now is not your time.
( Muffled shouting )
( Echoing chatter ) - Child:
I've been sent to bring you back.
Sera: We don't know that this is the end.
( Shouts )
- He needs fluids.
- You still have me.
- Go get the water.
Do I still have you?
I love you.
( Jacob moaning )
Hey, Soleil, you okay?
( Echoing ) Beni, don't
let him fall asleep, okay?
Don't let him fade out. Keep him awake.
- I'll do it. I'll do it.
- Hey.
( Groaning )
- ( distorted chatter )
Jacob: I don't wanna go back.
But you must, for the
sun rises in the east.
- Here we go. Yeah.
- Ibrahim: Go quick.
( Distorted chatter )
I love you.
( Jacob screaming )
Hold him still, Knox! Micah, what is it?
Micah: Well, we have
two outriders apprehended.
( Shouts )
- ( gunshot echoes )
Amara: I see the bullet.
( Screaming )
Let me through.
- I got it. Who was it?
- Micah: Jax and Ryker.
Stay here.
Child: For the sun rises in the east.
All right, it's ready.
( Echoing ) I love you.
( Screaming )
Do you think we're it?
Maybe in some corner of
the Earth there's others
just like us
wandering, trying to
make sense of everything.
Is this what He intended?
I don't know.
Jacob.
Soleil: Who do you think shot him?
Well, the bullet matches his rifle, so...
You think he shot himself?
Here, you're gonna want this.
He'll survive, right? He'll be okay?
- Can you fix this?
- I can fix this.
Soleil, can you pass me that over there?
- His leg's infected.
- Shit.
Yeah, that'll get ya.
Knox, he's my brother.
I've lived all these years
believing he was dead,
and here he is, flesh and blood.
No shit, eh?
Soleil: I laid you to rest.
I mourned you a long time ago.
Out of all the possible people
that could've survived the Fume
I mean, no one.
(door thuds shut) (bottles clanking)
(tavern group chattering)
(knocking sound) (woman moaning)
(Soleil clearing throat)
- There's a customer.
- We're closed!
- (moans) Oh.
- No, no, no, no.
(Soleil clearing throat)
Fuck it! (Zipper zips)
(beads clattering)
(ominous music)
(tray scraping)
I need penicillin.
Well, that doesn't come cheap.
Who is it for?
Can we make this quick?
(door thuds)
[Madman] ...the power
to drink the oceans dry?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do?
When we unchained the earth from its sun?
Where is it going now?
Where are we all going now?
Away!
Away from all suns!
Are we not plunged into an
eternal abyss of nothingness?
Where the cold and the
darkness bites at our skin?
It's been a long time
since I've talked to God,
but after seeing your face
and feeling your blood on my hands,
it was the first time I felt like
He actually gave a shit about any of this.
And even if you were to die
on that table in front of me,
I felt hope
like I could believe in miracles again,
that there was reason in all this madness.
How's he doing?
I don't know.
It's too early to tell.
He'll come back to you. I know it.
Soleil: I won't lose you again.
I don't wanna know all the
horrors you've been through
just as I don't wanna relive mine.
Jacob: There was so much I wanted to say...
( music playing )
Yet there were no words to
express the gratitude in my heart.
- What is this?
- That's nothing.
Someone branded this on you?
Who?
They call him the Harbinger.
The Harbinger of what?
That depends on who you talk to.
And does everyone here have that mark?
Soleil.
I see your pain.
This was Sera's.
I want you to have it.
I see the weight you carry.
A silent burden.
( Sighs )
( Chiming )
Announcer: Reminder
that sectors two and three
are strictly off-limits to civilians.
Any citizen caught trespassing
will be arrested on sight.
All returning outriders must
report materials and goods.
Nondisclosure or attempts to
hoard supplies will result in arrest.
- Today's population, two deaths, zero births.
- Soup?
Oh, thank you.
Haven thanks you for doing your part.
We are the future.
Knox: Well, merry Christmas, everybody.
- You came from the West, right?
- I did, yes.
I gotta say, it's
remarkable that you made it
through 2,000 miles of Boneyard.
Yeah. Well, there's still a few
patches left untouched by the fires
where you could find shelter, and, you
know, I'd forage for things when I could.
Although I did find a deer one time.
- Bullshit. Where'd you see a deer?
- Out west somewhere.
I don't know. I wasn't
really keeping a map.
There's no deer left. Not that we've seen.
Well, what did it taste like?
Like deer. ( Laughter )
You asshole. ( Laughs )
But seriously, what did you eat?
Well
whatever was provided.
I saw a rabbit once.
Amara: Isn't there a settlement out west?
Jacob: There was, yeah. New Anchorage.
We came from there.
- We?
- My wife and I.
Anyways, it's gone now.
There are few survivors. Not many.
And most of them made their way
down south to The Human Ascent.
- But not you?
- No, not me.
And why not?
You don't think that's our future?
No, I don't.
Did you know that Soleil was here?
I assumed she died in the war.
Honestly, I didn't know there
were still people out here,
much less all of you and this place.
Despite the name, this
settlement was no paradise.
But it never pretended to
be, at least not in my eyes.
It doesn't really work, but...
It still had the rich and the poor,
though the rich looked
different than they once did.
Resources were still scarce
and seemed to be controlled
by some form of governing body...
- How many people live here?
- Knox: I don't know.
Led by someone that
everyone called Harbinger.
It means we're part of the common folk.
And I got a sense that he
was not chosen by the people.
- Knox?
- Ryker.
- We've got another load in.
- Yeah, just get started without me.
- I'll be right there.
- There were systems in place for structure...
All right, come on, guys.
Let's get this unloaded.
- Meant to keep order.
- You gotta do your part.
But below the surface it was
unstable, and everyone knew it.
- Change! We want change!
- ( crowd shouting )
- Get off me!
- Give us some food.
- Help us!
- Let me through!
- Felix!
- Hey, guys.
- Jacob.
- What's going on?
They cut the weekly
rations in half, so this.
- Yeah, that'll do it.
- Rumors are there's a curfew coming down the pipeline, too.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. How are things on your end?
Knox: Pretty steady imports,
but the hauls are starting to thin.
- It's barren out there, man.
- Yeah.
- Get off!
- Give me some help here.
What are you doing? Grab him! Push him!
- Get down now.
- Hey, get off of him!
- What's wrong with you? Stop!
- Hold him. Hold him there.
- Leave them alone!
- All right, get down. Stay down.
- Make sure he doesn't move.
- You can't do this!
- Don't move.
- You came at a fine time as you can see.
Why don't we go get a
drink away from the riffraff?
Remington's will be way more quiet.
( Screaming )
- ( overlapping shouting )
- I'll put a bullet in your back.
- ( shouting continues )
How long has this place been here?
I'd say about five years, give or take.
- And you have power.
- Some. Mostly generators.
We've got riders that do weekly
runs for fuel and bring it back.
Yeah, there's a plant
not too far from here.
You've seen the school.
We call that Tent City.
The church, some of the old
shops, they're all the same.
Pretty much one big refugee camp.
- We even have a bowling alley.
- Yeah.
- You have bowling?
- It's in the old community hall.
It doesn't work, but we just
get Beni to stack the pins for us.
Gotta kick the vagrants out first.
- Well, aren't we all vagrants?
- No.
There's some shops around town, peddlers.
Remington is the most prominent.
Aside from Harbinger,
he has the most valuables.
- Does Remington work for Harbinger?
- In appearance only.
He marches to the beat of his own
drum, but he's got certain protections.
- So where did all these people come from?
- Here and there.
There was a big boom in the
early years when word got out,
and then started slowing down,
and eventually died out altogether.
You know, your arrival is
the first time in over a year
that our population has
gone up instead of down.
- Are there any children?
- Not that I've seen.
Ib's daughter was probably the last.
- What happened to her?
- Ravagers.
Yeah, it was pretty crushing.
Amara was there. She could tell you.
Sorry to cut this short, but I gotta go.
Jacob: How I long to
hear the sound of children
their laughter, even their cries.
( Chattering ) -It was hard to know
if it was just denial or apathy
that many of these citizens
held towards our future.
Rods, pipes, and poles, people!
Why were there no children?
If not for a miracle,
an act of God,
we will soon be extinct.
Ibrahim: Which one are you?
Pilot? Firefighter?
Nomad.
Well, perhaps that will change now.
( Sighs ) We'll see.
Hey, I never had a chance
to thank you for saving my life.
It looks like this place hasn't
really been touched, has it?
No one comes here anymore.
For some it is too painful
a stark reminder of a
future they do not have.
And what is it for you?
Ibrahim was often gone,
out on the road salvaging.
I think the routine of these
runs gave him a purpose
because even the most menial of tasks
would keep the mind from floundering.
Ib!
Soleil always waited for his return,
and some things you
don't need to be told.
They just are.
Father.
Creator.
Aah! Oh, oh!
Oh!
Lead us to Your shores.
Wait, stop. No!
Show us your way.
Breathe life into this barren world.
( Birds chirping )
"Ask the animals and have them teach you."
And the birds of the
sky, have them tell you.
Speak to the earth,
and it will teach you.
And the fish of the sea,
they will tell you.
Who among all these does not know
that the hand of God has done this?
In whose hand is the
life of every living thing,
"and the breath of mankind?"
Soleil: Father.
Lead me to what is true.
( Birds chirping )
Lead me to that which is eternal.
Breathe life into me.
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
How much longer should we wait?
Until he's back.
It has been three days.
Okay, what was the first one again?
( Teaching Yoruba )
It is very... and it's a language
that has a lot to do with rhythms.
Ibrahim: What if he fell into a ravine?
Soleil: He didn't fall into a ravine.
He'll come back.
He always does.
So far.
Jacob: It has been nearly two years
since you brought us back together.
207 days since we fled Haven.
They followed me as I followed You
into this wilderness
with nothing but our memories
- to look forward to each day.
- Ib.
We need to keep moving.
( Sighs )
Ibrahim: I had two children.
Time to pack up.
A son and a daughter.
My son, Adejola,
died many years ago shortly after the fall.
Abidemi We gotta get walking
- she was taken from me...
- And stopping
not more than two years ago.
And moving
All her life, we spent on the road
running from the Fume, ravagers.
Only the thought of finding people,
good people, kept us going.
A place, a chance for a new life.
A haven.
And is it?
A haven?
No.
But it is our home now, like it or not.
Amara, she thinks that
there's hope for this place.
And what do you think?
Does this place have a future?
Does humanity have a future?
Jacob: Even though Haven
was on the same trajectory
That befell the rest of the world,
I was grateful to be with people again,
Even if it was only for a few short months.
I was assigned to go on runs with Amara,
but they weren't for Harbinger.
- Back soon.
- Okay.
( Music playing )
Hey, where are you guys headed?
We're headed south.
Even though I'd rather
have stayed back with Soleil,
these people did save my life,
and I wanted to help where I could.
Amara: You're lucky that Ibrahim found you.
Yeah, I wonder if I hadn't injured myself
if I would've just traveled on
by Haven, missing it altogether.
- Almost like it was meant to be, huh?
- ( laughs ) Almost.
- How long have you known Ibrahim?
- Quite a while.
I met him in Haven before the others came.
So you knew his daughter, too?
Abi? Yeah.
Ib always brought her wherever he went,
even going out on a run.
It was a little more slow going, but
you would never convince him
to leave her behind.
- Jacob: Even at Haven?
- Yep.
I told him that she was
better off staying back
than out on the road with us, but
he felt that he was the only one
that could protect her.
( Speaking Yoruba )
I'm trying to teach her.
Well, I'm trying to help her.
( Muted chatter )
What we wanna do is you're going to spin
so it just jumps on the water.
Nice.
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Clears throat )
What is that?
Amara: But in a way, it
made those trips special.
She saw the world differently
than we do, you know?
Has he told you?
Jacob: A little. Not a lot.
Hmm. Yeah, that's fair.
Felix mentioned that you
were there when she, well...
Yeah, I was.
On most trips, everything was fine.
Except the last one.
We stumbled into a ravager camp.
Fuck. We gotta go.
( Screams, gasps )
- Who are they?
- The ravagers?
Marauders? Doesn't
matter what you call them.
- What are they, like, bandits?
- I guess if you're lucky.
I mean, most of them have
gone way beyond simple robbing.
- Pick her up!
- Where you going, baby?
Boots off, girl. You on holy ground now.
Sometimes in the hills,
you could see the fires,
the sounds of revelry and wailing.
I mean, it's primal out here.
It's like we've gone back 1,000 years.
Anyways, we were saved by another party.
( Gunshots )
- ( screams )
Man: Hey, are you guys okay?
But it came too late for Abi.
( Music playing )
Jacob: Are they still around?
Amara: No. Not for a few years.
We cleaned up. Now it's just Haven.
Jacob: Even though this world
had lost much of its warmth,
I'd found camaraderie with these people,
and I felt the reprieve that
Ibrahim did on these runs.
To be honest, she seems different.
They were therapeutic in a way...
Amara: We each learn
to cope in our own ways.
To talk with someone other than yourself
and to feel like you had a task.
We'd look for resources that
could be donated to their cause
- bits of food...
- Hey.
Tools, fuel, anything small enough
to bring back unnoticed
from the powers that be.
If the only thing we
found was a scrap of metal
that could be fashioned into a shiv,
it was a success, as Amara would put it.
And sometimes all that was left
was death and decay.
( Grimacing )
Amara and I saw things differently,
but we had a mutual respect.
I valued our many discussions...
Something I still miss to this day.
Amara: Do you still dream?
Sometimes.
I keep having this reoccurring dream.
I walk into this room
and it's just piled high with corpses.
And even though it just reeks of death,
I just keep going deeper and deeper inside.
And there's a statue in the center,
and its stomach is open or hollow.
Inside, there's just
charred remains and ash.
And all the corpses just come to life
and they start chanting, "You let them in."
And then I wake up.
How often do you have this dream?
Often enough.
What does the statue look like?
I don't know.
The head's like a bull.
I guess the arms are human.
See?
Hmm.
What?
Looks like Moloch.
Who?
A Canaanite god.
A demon.
Worship of Moloch used to
involve ritual child sacrifice.
The children would
pass through the fire.
I know there were those that
believed that Moloch was still around,
just that his ways and
methods were repackaged,
you know, for today.
And you believe that?
I believe there's a spiritual component
to life and our world, yeah.
You know, how involved it
is on a case by case basis,
I don't... I don't know.
- Hmm.
- Did you ever have kids?
No.
Even before all this, I
just thought the world
was such an ugly place, you know?
So much darkness.
I didn't want to bring a child into that.
And now we're facing extinction.
Maybe The Human Ascent had it right.
And how do you figure that?
They're trying to preserve life.
Isn't that noble?
You think it was nobility?
I don't know, I...
I think that was born from
hubris and entitlement.
Ah, they're playing God.
I don't know. Is that
what they did there?
You tell me.
Well, we didn't create ourselves
or will ourselves into existence, so...
I think God or no God, we
are no replacement for Him.
And so we should just accept our fate?
Just lay down and die off without a fight?
No, that's not what I mean.
I'm just saying that...
I think it's humanity's
impulse to self-elevate,
to say that we're the
highest point in the universe.
You know, I think it's these ideas
that have led us to where we are today.
And The Human Ascent
stands for all those things,
just as its name would suggest.
It's in its nature.
Well, if there is a God,
He doesn't seem to be
making much of an effort.
Is that in His nature?
You still believe in God
I feel like I don't have much of a choice.
What the fuck, man?
This world has taken everything from us.
What's left if not our own free will?
I wish it was that simple.
Jacob: I knew this was
no routine salvage run.
She led with intention that
could only mean one thing.
We were walking a path that she had before.
She knew where she was going.
Do you remember when clouds
like this meant it was gonna rain?
Tomorrow we mask up.
It has been many years since I
last set foot in any urban setting.
What used to be considered
the center-most of society,
filled with vibrancy and life,
now lays in final repose.
Amara: Jacob.
We can get in through here.
Here.
Got it.
Watch yourself.
Even if a metropolis hasn't been
reduced to rubble, as many have,
it now resides alone in grave silence...
- You good?
- Yeah.
Veiled by the Fume.
- What are we looking for?
- Anything that helps.
If one were to try to rebuild
amidst these monuments of man
they would surely perish.
You don't have to be so quiet.
We're the only ones here.
It's too silent.
I don't like the way my
voice cuts through it.
Yeah. I get that.
( Wind howling )
What do you think these marks are from?
Aliens?
Who gives a shit?
Really, Jacob?
You didn't actually think
that was gonna work, did you?
- Wishful thinking.
- That's cute.
Amara.
This is The Human Ascent.
It's gone.
You're a few years late.
I'd go around if I were you.
Amara?
- Amara?
- Hey.
- Where'd you go?
- I'm here.
It's been said that the
true test of a civilization
is what it does with its children.
Do you believe that?
You've been here before.
Camp Six.
- What happened here?
- It started out
with about 500 of us girls...
( distorted whispering )
Doing our part for humanity.
Three square meals a day
and a roof over our head.
It was luxury.
I was #415.
I conceived multiple times.
Not once did I ever get to hold my child.
Most didn't make full term,
and it wasn't long before I was released.
As you can see, the whole fucking project
is a stunning failure.
Was their any known reason
why they couldn't make full term?
I said that they didn't,
not that they couldn't.
Resources were scarce.
They wouldn't waste them
on anything but a sure thing.
What happened to the project?
- It reached a breaking point.
- ( echoing screams, shouts )
Abuse, power...
If there was anything positive,
you know, successes in what
they were doing, it was rare,
and we definitely never
got to see the benefits of it.
It became violent.
Many died. ( Echoing screams )
Come. I wanna show you something.
This.
This is where they destroyed the rejects.
Even babies that made it to birth
that weren't considered strong
enough would end up here.
Ashes.
Humanity's on the verge of extinction,
and there's still genocide.
You speak as if this is still happening.
It is.
The same people that led
this project, they run Haven.
- The Harbinger.
- That's right.
( Baby crying )
( Crying echoes, intensifies )
When the Harbinger set up in Haven,
everyone was forced
to get a fertility test.
You couldn't buy,
sell, or trade without it.
No ration cards, no food.
I imagine it's been a while
since anyone's been tested.
Yeah, you're probably right.
What would happen to
those who were fertile?
Well, no one knows for sure,
but from what I suspect,
you're deemed too valuable
and you're taken away
to, well... breed, I guess.
- Here, put these in my bag.
- And if you're not?
Well, you become a lot less valuable,
and you fight for the
scraps with the rest of us.
Look, as soon as they find
out that you aren't branded,
they'll take you.
Or
You fight.
To take back what should be ours.
What is that?
Our autonomy.
Help us,
and your sister.
Jacob: Amara showed me the Ascent.
I know you were there.
Why didn't you tell me?
I told you, I didn't
want to relive my past.
Did Harbinger hurt you?
It's in the past.
Soleil.
Did Harbinger hurt you?
- What does it matter?
- It matters! This matters.
Yes.
Harbinger hurt me
took my children, threw me out
empty.
No value to humanity or its future.
- That's not true.
- It is true.
Whatever was done to me at the Ascent
I can no longer conceive.
And I have this scar to remind me of it.
This is my shame.
And I carry it with me every day.
You think this a miracle?
You think this vision
of yours is a miracle?
This... reunion?
For what purpose?
For us to dry up in the desert?
- Where is this miracle maker now?
- Oh, stop it.
Where was God when the Ascent
took away her ability to conceive?
Or when my daughter was taken from me?
Huh?
You know, for once,
maybe He would send us
the rain to quench our thirst.
( Music playing )
Jacob: What have I done?
Did I miss Your call?
( Music continues )
Where did I go wrong?
( Sera echoing ) You see
only what you want to see.
Jacob: Ibrahim was right.
No, Ibrahim was right!
- There is nothing out there!
- Jacob, no. Jacob!
- There is nothing out there!
- Stop. Stop, Jacob!
Stop. Jacob, it's okay.
Stay with me. It's okay.
Maybe it was before all this
that I missed something.
You know, at Haven.
( Ibrahim whispering prayer in Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Is there anything we could've done?
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Soleil: Father.
Where are you?
Are we not Your children?
Are we not formed in Your image?
Are we born with hatred?
Were we made to create,
or built to destroy?
( Ibrahim speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Continues muttering )
( Screams )
- ( gasping )
( Shouting, screaming )
You were having a nightmare.
It was better than this place.
Jacob: Pain knows no bounds.
Suffering and loss rise above culture,
language, and belief,
immeasurable by nature,
an expression that binds us together
alone.
( Speaking Yoruba )
It is from deep within
our spirit where we cry out.
( Sobbing )
Where is God when it hurts?
Soleil: Do You not hear our cries?
( Continues sobbing )
Why are You silent?
( Whimpering )
Ibrahim: This is a dark world.
I do not see how you can
reconcile all this destruction,
this death, with a good god.
Why is there so much evil in this world?
I think it's just a matter of perspective.
Fuck perspective.
I think that, that question you
ask is impossible to answer
'cause it never ends.
You know, if you cut the
amount of evil in the world by half,
the same question could be asked again,
and again and again.
Why is there so much
evil in the world? I mean
why is there not twice as much?
You know, if evil is when things
are not as they're supposed to be,
corrupted or destructive
I think the existence
of a good god or a creator
makes the very idea of evil possible
because it's parasitic.
It's a rejection of what's good.
It can't... it can't exist on its own.
Ibrahim: No.
The world fared well before us.
And it's because of this that
humanity looks like an afterthought,
not part of a plan.
We're nothing more than the
last inch of the cosmic mile.
Jacob: Then why view evil as strange
or something that's not meant to be?
If chance is the creator of all
things, the father of all nations,
and chaos is the way
of it, then when you hear
the sounds of destruction, death, and rape,
and you hear the cries
of an orphan pleading,
"Where is my mother? Where is my father?",
this is just the sound of
man worshiping its maker.
Then why does He not intervene?
And why do you follow this
god with such blind faith?
I don't believe in what
you'd call blind faith.
Faith and doubt, for me, these...
These exist in the same world.
As do adoration and anger.
You don't think I wrestle with God? I do.
Every single fucking day.
But faith, for me
it's the foundation needed to acquire
all of those things that I long for.
It's all the evidence,
for that which is still unseen.
Madman: Who gave us the
power to drink up the sea?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do when we
unchained the Earth from its sun?
Where is it going now?
Where are we going now?
Away from all suns
backwards and
forwards and left and right,
and there is no up or
down left for us to know!
Are we not plunged continually
into an abyss of nothingness?
Where the black, the cold,
bites and gnaws at our skin,
and there is just night
and night and more night,
so that we must light our
lanterns every morning!
Has not yet the sound
of the gravediggers reached our ears?
Has not yet the stench
of God's decomposition
filled our nostrils?
For gods too must decompose.
God is dead,
and we have killed him.
Is not this deed too great for us
that we must think ourselves to be gods?
That we might be worthy of having done it?
I tell you...
Whoever is born after this moment
for the sake of this one
unimaginably great deed
will be part of a higher history
than has ever been lived before!
What are these temples now
if not but tombs and sepulchers of God?
( Music playing )
( Gagging )
Felix: Where is this baby now?
Jacob: I buried it.
Felix: That's convenient.
- Amara: Doesn't matter.
- Jacob: How so?
Amara: It's sad, but it
doesn't change anything.
Jacob: Well, what are we fighting for then?
Amara: It's what we're fighting against.
- Jacob: And what is that?
- Amara: Oppression.
Do humans have the right to
stomp on another's freedom?
For the survival of the human
race? Maybe they should.
There's more to life than just survival!
All of the laws that governed this world
couldn't keep us from this shit!
We have tried religion and government.
From tyranny to democracy,
none of these have worked.
It is time to find a new way of life,
a new way to be human.
And how do you see this new way of life?
Exactly how it's meant
to be... self-governed.
So no rules?
A person can find the
truth that is best for them
and people can do what they want
as long as they don't hurt others.
Yeah, as per your own definition of hurt.
( Scoff )
Look, this wasn't from the facility.
Not a discard from some program.
This baby was born from a citizen
here in the streets and left to die.
This is the world you're fighting for.
Amara, you said that the
true test of a civilization
is what it does with its children.
Well, I think you're
more right than you know.
(rods clanking)
(somber pensive music)
(somber pensive music continues)
(somber pensive music continues)
(tense somber music)
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
[Jacob] When the hearts
and minds lead divergent ways,
a single crack unto the plays,
untimely death upon my heart,
seek solace in eternal start,
shall seeking souls find treasured truth,
in times of loss beneath, the proof,
set upon his fist held tight,
to death we march into the night.
(Jacob grunts)
(rocks crunching) (Jacob gasps)
(tense somber music continues)
Wander fast and march on slow,
sit by and wait as the plan unfolds,
imperfect action sets the course,
for timid steps and thundered force.
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
The fateful and the faithful know,
that questions ask and answers show,
when the heart feels the simple way,
inertia pushes into the fray.
When we are but flesh and bone,
amidst these towers made of stone,
frailty shine through
make all things new.
That's enough.
Ib, come on. We have to keep going.
- I know it's hard, but...
- But what?
What purpose is there in this?
What the hell are we walking to, huh?
I'm tired of walking, thirsting.
All we do is walk every day.
I'm tired of waiting for
absolution that never comes.
We should've stayed back in
Haven and died with the others.
We are gonna be all right.
( Gunfire )
- All three of us.
Okay? We're gonna be all right.
All right.
Sera was eight months pregnant
when New Anchorage fell.
We didn't get out in time.
( Explosion )
Caught in an explosion,
piece shrapnel hit my face.
Searing pain, blinding
light, and then darkness.
Then I... I found myself
amidst these white dunes
with beautiful, soft white sand,
that came alive under the morning sun.
( Chuckles )
And then this child came to me, and...
I knew him as my own
even though I had not yet laid eyes on him.
He was so beautiful.
And I wanted to stay there and hold him.
But he said, "Now is not your time",
and I have been sent by our
Father above to bring you back,
"for the sun rises in the east."
And then I woke up, and I was
back in New Anchorage on the street.
- There were bodies lying all around and...
- Sera!
Chaos, and through the
smoke I could see Sera
bleeding.
And I knew in that moment
what had happened.
And I delivered our
son stillborn days later.
And you have been
traveling east ever since.
Jacob: Ever since.
Do you think that we'll ever
get back to like how it was?
You know, all throughout our history,
I think there's a lot of people
who thought that their world was at an end.
Whether it be wars, genocide...
People torn from their homes
becoming refugees, orphans.
This is our lineage
one shaped of violence and tragedy.
I think when you're in the
middle of that, it feels like the end.
And yet here we are
still fighting for our future.
But you know what?
Even when things seem
like they're the most bleak
like there's no hope
well, life finds a way.
"Jurassic Park."
What's that?
How old are you?
I don't know.
The last birthday I can
remember was a long time ago.
I remember balloons.
Everyone here talks about
the things that they've lost...
People, their dreams.
This is the only world
that I've ever known.
This is my life.
Jacob: It wasn't the kings of this world
that brought upon its destruction.
We strayed so far off the
foundations of what makes life sacred.
The fall was inevitable,
and it was long in the making.
We should've seen it coming.
There were those who did,
but they're all gone,
fools and kings alike.
Jacob: Gather your things.
We need to be ready to
leave as soon as Knox is back.
This is our home. ( Echoing )
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Not anymore.
Gather your things. ( Echoing )
- Beni: Okay.
- Okay.
Both: Firelight, be thee ignite
the ghosts of who we used to be.
Stand tall, till death do us fall,
cry no tears for me.
Battle cries, expose the lies,
we wield our sword towards the call.
Un-ring the bell,
let history tell,
cry no tears for me.
Ashes, ashes, here they fall.
Ashes, ashes, here they fall.
It's happening. Everyone's waiting.
- What's going on?
- We're leaving.
- Who's we?
- Soleil and I.
I'm not gonna speak for the others.
So you're not gonna fight with us?
This is a fight that you cannot win.
- Jake.
We can take this back.
- We stand a good chance to...
- You stand to nothing!
Amara's right. This is an epoch
moment for the human race,
but the future you see will not come.
By morning this place will
be nothing but ash and bone.
Soleil and I are leaving,
and so should all of you...
As far away from this place as we can.
Ib.
This is not my fight.
I see.
So that's it then?
After all we've been through,
after all of these years,
this is where it ends?
Come on. Let's go.
( Music playing )
I'd rather die on my feet
than live on my knees.
Okay, let's do this.
Tonight is an epoch moment for all of us.
( Engines revving )
- For me.
- Okay.
- For you.
- Hold up.
- For the human race.
- Go, go, go, go, go, go.
- We are going to take out Harbinger.
Guard: Hey, get over here!
Hey, get on your fucking knees!
- Down, down. Down.
- Down, down.
Guard: Shut the fuck up!
Woman: Oh, my God!
( Explosion, gunfire )
- Guard: We're losing control! We gotta go!
- ( woman screams )
( Explosions )
- Okay.
I know there is uncertainty.
( Music playing )
People are scared.
But we are going to give Haven back to them
so they can be whatever they want
in whatever way is best for them.
We are going to give back the
freedom that was stolen from us.
So tonight, hold faith that we will
become what we are meant to be!
- All: Yeah!
- Yeah!
This way. Let's go.
( Shouting, explosions
) - Oh, shit. This way!
( Grunting )
Jacob!( Slashing, groaning )
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
( Grunting, panting )
- ( music continues )
( Gunfire )
- Are you all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. You good? For real?
- Yeah.
- Okay. Come on.
( Distant shouting and screaming )
- Right over here. Come on.
- ( distant shouting continues )
( Gunfire continues )
Okay, look, you see?
Safety on, safety off. All right?
You point it and you shoot. Okay?
- Knox?
- Jacob, let's go!
( Shouting, screaming )
- We're coming!
Let's go! Come on! ( Gunfire )
Quick, quick, quick! No!
- Jacob, let's go! Come on!
- In here! In here!
You guys done playing or what?
Shit. Ryker.
We gotta go.
( Thumping )
- ( muffled shouting )
- This way! Come on!
- Let's go!
- Get out of my way.
- Get to the back room.
Hey, I saw that first!
Over here! Aah!
( Shouting continues )
- Watch your back!
Please! Please, no! ( Gunshot )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Power to drink the ocean dry?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do when we
unchained the Earth from its sun?
( Man screams )
- Where is it going now?
Where are we all going now?
( Grunting )
( Gunshots )
- Over there! Over there!
( Grunting ) - Looks like
we're not the only assholes
with this bright idea.
Do we need this?
Do we need water?
We're going into the desert.
- Here is your provision.
- Well, how's your shot?
Fine, but one shot and
they'll light us up over here,
and they don't need to be accurate.
( Shouting continues )
All right, you guys stay here
and take out whichever one I don't.
What? Is he serious?
- Shit.
- Shit!
( Bullet ricochets ) -
Whoa, shit! Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. You?
What? No! No, I'm not okay.
- Woman: Take everything.
- Man: Fuck you!
( Man grunts )
( Moans )
- Take them down!
- Come on, let's go.
- Kill 'em all!
Hurry up!
Hurry, Soleil!
( Muttering )
Go, now. Now! Go!
( Music continues )
( Gunfire continues )
- There he is.
- Knox: Yeah, okay.
Knox: Oh, shit.
- Okay, let's go.
- Come on!
( Shouting, screaming continues )
Soleil, hurry! Let's
go, let's go, let's go!
Jacob, let's go!
( Shouting continues
) - ( gunfire continues )
Knox: Let's go! ( Screams )
- Ibrahim: Soleil!
- I'm coming!
Soleil, we have to go now!
Knox: We gotta get the hell out of here.
Madman: Has not yet the sound of
the gravediggers reached our ears?
Has not yet the stench of God's
decomposition filled our nostrils?
( Grunting )
- For God must decompose.
God is dead. ( Groaning )
- And we have killed him.
- ( groaning, screaming )
( Music continues )
Help me! ( Screams )
- This way. Come on.
- They should be here by now.
Ibrahim: No, wait. ( Gasps )
- Jacob!
- Sorry, we were held up.
- I was just gonna go look for you.
- Well, I'm glad you didn't.
- Where's Ryker?
- Man: Hey!
She didn't make it. ( Gunshots )
( Beni panting )
- Knox: Get wrecked, shit bag.
- You okay?
Follow me.
Woman: They're getting away!
Around the back! They went around the back!
( Screaming )
- ( gunshots )
( Grunting )
- Madman: Isn't this deed too great for us...
- ( screaming )
That we must think ourselves
to be gods for having done it?
What is left of these temples now
but to be tombs and sepulchers of God?
This way! The truck's over here!
( Gunshot )
- Jacob: Beni!
( Shouting continues )
- Beni!
- No, I got her. You go!
( Screaming )
- Get the truck!
- Ib, grab the door!
- The east exit is blocked.
We'll have to cut through town.
Okay, okay. You're okay.
Soleil, the keys are in the tires.
Ib, help me with this.
- I don't see them!
- Knox: Keep looking!
Okay. Okay.
( Groaning ) - Ib, get
the stuff off the truck.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, look at me.
Shh. Look at me.
There's a place for you, okay?
There's a home, and
we're going there, all right?
Shh.
- Fuck you! Don't fucking touch my truck!
- Knox! Look out!
Ib! Ib, Knox is down! ( Roars )
( Bones crack )
Hey. Get up. ( Wheezing, whimpering )
- Let's go. Easy, easy.
- Stay with me, Beni.
- Stay with me. Hold on.
- Soleil, we need those keys!
Here.
( Music continues )
Soleil: You're gonna
be okay. Knox, come on.
- It's okay.
- Jake, let's go! Hurry!
( Gunshots ricochet )
Quick. We've gotta go.
Come on! Let's go!
Woman: Shoot the tires! ( Gunfire )
Jacob!
( Soleil sobbing )
- He's gone.
No! Knox.
- ( Pleading ) Please, please!
- Please don't kill me.
- Soldier: Kill them now.
- Let us go.
Soldier: Shut up! ( Gunshots )
Wait!
Wait for me!
- Come on! Come on!
- Wait!
( Gunshot )
No! No!
( Grunts ) No!
( Gunfire )
- ( crowd roaring )
Woman: Fuck you!
( Explosion )
Harbinger: Who are you?
What's your name?
What does it matter?
We're all just a number anyway.
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
I admire your faith.
Truly, I do.
I wish I could see what you see.
But all I see is a world burning.
An empty shell of a life long passed.
Do you know what my name means?
I do.
Go on.
Go!
Come on.
Jacob: "Where was I when You laid"
the foundations of the Earth?
When the morning stars sang together
and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Have I ever commanded the dawn
that it might take hold
of the ends of the Earth?
Who can bind the chains of Pleiades,
or loose the cords of Orion?
Can I lead forth the
constellation in its season
and guide the bear with her satellites?
Can I lift my voice to the clouds
"to call forth the rain?"
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Thunder )
( Music playing )
( Thunder continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Wind howling )
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
It's cold.
Do you want me to warm it up?
No. Can't afford it.
Jacob: "The goral looked almost as if"
it was going to respond to her greeting,
when all of a sudden
with the flick of its tail
it bolted back into the forest.
"And immediately Andrea followed."
( Insects chirping )
( Gasps )
Jacob?
I'm here, baby.
- Dreaming?
- Yeah.
Talk to me.
Jacob: It was of my sister.
- Soleil?
- Yeah.
She was trapped inside a cage
like livestock, emaciated.
I can't stop thinking about
the last time we saw her
during the evacuation.
She was separated from us in the crowd
and ushered onto the bus.
And I shouted to her that
we would catch the next.
That we would meet her there.
Who knows...
Who knows how long she waited,
or what she went
through in her last days?
There were things beyond our control.
I know.
We were so young.
And now we've lived half
our lives in this new world.
( Wind howling )
How strange is it that we get to
bear witness to the end of all things?
Sera: Not all things.
Jacob: Sera, this place has no future.
Sera: When you talk to
God, what does He say?
I pray for reason, but I do not see it.
Do not know it.
And what if you never do?
We don't know that this is the end.
You still have me.
Do I still have you?
( Screaming )
( Screaming continues )
( Panting )
It's okay. It's okay.
Shh. Shh.
( Moaning )
- Shh.
Shh. ( Moaning )
Shh. Shh. ( Continues moaning )
Shh. It's okay. ( Screaming )
Almost there.
Almost there. Come on. ( Screaming )
There you go. Lie down.
Shh. Shh.
( Jacob sobbing )
( Music playing )
It's been 387 days since we
left the cellar in New Anchorage
since we lost our child.
What are we looking for?
Life? People?
We trudge along, every
day harder than the last.
With the gray cast above us, it's been
days since we've even seen the sun.
Walking into a cold, dying, empty world
at least the snow covers the
smell of the burnt land beneath it.
Our only drive, our only hope,
a vague directive given me
by a voice beyond the grave.
"The sun rises in the east."
How whimsical it seems now.
I miss you.
I miss the sparkle in your eye, your smile.
- Sometimes I imagine you're happy...
- ( muted chatter )
And that there is still joy to be found.
Happy Fourth of July.
- "The lighthouse came into view."
- I read to her.
( Reading continued )
Same book every day, week after week,
month after month, year after year.
( Reading continued )
I could recite it by
heart, but I like to read it.
So much remains only within our memories.
You have hold onto that
which is right in front of you.
( Reading continued )
Be with me like you once were.
You still have me.
Do I still have you?
"He turned and faced the ocean,
his back to the lighthouse.
He leaned against it, feeling
its immovable strength,
and wondered about all it had
seen over the past three centuries.
How many lives had it saved
and how many storms had it withstood?
How many people had done exactly
what Cody was doing right now?
He was struck by the
profound perpetuity of time
"and the fleeting frailty of life."
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, wake up. Sera.
Sera.
Hey. Sera.
- Wake up.
- On the day Sera died,
it had been 433 days
since we'd last seen another living person.
Wake up.
And it was on that day
that I stopped counting.
Sera.
I think it was July.
We had taken shelter in an
abandoned barn to escape the blizzard.
Out of the wind.
I don't know if it was the elements
or some sickness she silently carried...
- Here.
- But she went quietly in the night.
Some moments you relive,
second-guessing yourself.
Was I right?
- Sera: How dare you?
- Jacob: Was she right?
I thought that sharing my vision
with her would give her hope.
- Jacob: Sera, I, uh...
- Sera: Uh-uh.
Jacob: But it wasn't like that.
Jacob: Sera, I'm just trying
to tell you what I experienced.
Jacob: She never saw what I saw.
Sera: And how do you think it makes me feel
hearing you say these things?
And why God chose to
withhold that from her,
I can never know.
Why do you get to hold him
while I carry his lifeless
body inside my womb?
Am I not good enough?
Didn't pray enough?
Do you realize what was lost?
It's only a matter of time
before we all fade into history,
and you talk about it like it's a blessing.
Don't twist my words.
That's not what I meant, and you know it.
Look, I don't wanna be here either.
I'd rather be there with our son.
But we're not.
We're still here,
and clearly for some reason.
Look, I didn't choose for this to happen.
We have to keep fighting.
There could be other people out there.
We can't lose the will to live.
We could be here for a purpose
greater than both you and I.
So we just have to keep moving.
We have to go east.
You see only what you wanna see.
Sera: I'm so cold, baby.
I just wanna go home.
Jacob: We'll find a home, all right?
We'll find one.
Come on!
Oh, no. No, no, no.
Oh, come on.
Aah! Fuck you!
( Shouting )
Fuck!
( Shouts )
Do you think this is funny?
( Sighs )
( Cracks )
- ( grunts )
( Muffled chatter )
( Muffled chatter )
Jacob: "Behind him, the
fragility of his mother's life",
and consequently his own way of living
seemed precariously
uncertain by comparison.
And he felt insignificant and humbled.
He began to understand
the magic of this place,
and somewhere deep inside him
he felt he belonged here.
Closing his eyes, he allowed
himself to be embraced
by the salty wind blowing through
his hair and around his body.
As if welcoming him
and inviting him to stay.
"To belong."
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
I thought I was the last person on Earth,
and there was no reason
for me to suspect otherwise.
Jacob!
( Echoing ) Please come back to me.
Jacob: For so long, my prayers
went unanswered as far as I could tell,
and this would've been proof enough
for many that there was no God.
But to me, he was as real
as the barren land I tread
and he gave just as much.
Take me home.
Take me home.
Take me home.
( Sera echoing ) How dare you?
You see only what you wanna see...
Come on.
Come on.
( Shouts )
- ( gunshot echoes )
Man: Hey.
Are you there?
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Exhales )
( Distant chatter )
( Coughs )
Hello?
( Distant chatter )
Hey.
( Groans )
Hello?
Where is this? What is this place?
- Hey.
- Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep.
Jacob: What, uh...
( door opens )
Hey. Hey.
Who are you?
- Wait here.
- Where... what?
( Screaming echoes )
( Distant chatter )
( Music playing )
( Chatter continues )
( Door opens, closes )
Soleil: Hey, Jacob.
Soleil.
It's okay.
Shh.
( Sobbing )
It's okay. ( Muttering )
You're okay.
( Sobbing )
- How?!
- Same to you.
- Okay.
- It's okay.
We have each other.
What is this place?
This is Haven.
( Music playing )
Amara! Knox!
- Knox!
- What's going on? Who is that?
- Beni, clear the table.
- Yes, sir.
You, help me lift him up.
Hurry.
- Knox! Beni, where's Knox?
- I don't know.
- I'm right here, asshole.
- I need your help.
- Yeah, of course you do.
- He's injured.
- Is he turning into a zombie or what?
- Those are not real.
( Blood gushes )
- Knox: Oh, shit!
Quick, quick! We need a tourniquet.
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- And rags!
Where is this shit?
- Find Amara, quick.
- Yes, sir!
( Music continues )
- Soleil, I need Amara!
- She's with Felix.
They're at the shop.
- Thanks!
- What's going on?
Amara? ( Whispered chatter )
( Chatter continues )
Amara?
Ibrahim needs you.
Ib's not supposed to be
back for another three days.
Well, he is, and he's got
this man, and he's bleeding.
Ibrahim sent me to come get you.
You go. We'll finish up
here, and I'll meet you later.
All right.
Let's go.
It's okay. Okay.
You'll be good.
Knox!
Hurry!
Ib?
Got it. Here, lift his leg.
- Who is he? I don't recognize him.
- He's not from here.
Look. I found him out in the Boneyard.
So we're doing procurement
runs for vagabonds now?
- Hurry! Tighter.
- Who shot him?
Ibrahim: I think he shot himself.
It may have been an accident.
Knox: Hey. Hey, buddy.
You're all right. We're
gonna get you fixed up.
- What the hell is going on?
- Ib found him.
- Amara: How long has he been bleeding out like this?
- Ibrahim: Not sure.
He tied it with a scarf and it
reopened the wound when I took it off.
I don't see an exit wound.
Soleil, put pressure on this.
- Sera: Jacob.
- Child: Now is not your time.
( Muffled shouting )
( Echoing chatter ) - Child:
I've been sent to bring you back.
Sera: We don't know that this is the end.
( Shouts )
- He needs fluids.
- You still have me.
- Go get the water.
Do I still have you?
I love you.
( Jacob moaning )
Hey, Soleil, you okay?
( Echoing ) Beni, don't
let him fall asleep, okay?
Don't let him fade out. Keep him awake.
- I'll do it. I'll do it.
- Hey.
( Groaning )
- ( distorted chatter )
Jacob: I don't wanna go back.
But you must, for the
sun rises in the east.
- Here we go. Yeah.
- Ibrahim: Go quick.
( Distorted chatter )
I love you.
( Jacob screaming )
Hold him still, Knox! Micah, what is it?
Micah: Well, we have
two outriders apprehended.
( Shouts )
- ( gunshot echoes )
Amara: I see the bullet.
( Screaming )
Let me through.
- I got it. Who was it?
- Micah: Jax and Ryker.
Stay here.
Child: For the sun rises in the east.
All right, it's ready.
( Echoing ) I love you.
( Screaming )
Do you think we're it?
Maybe in some corner of
the Earth there's others
just like us
wandering, trying to
make sense of everything.
Is this what He intended?
I don't know.
Jacob.
Soleil: Who do you think shot him?
Well, the bullet matches his rifle, so...
You think he shot himself?
Here, you're gonna want this.
He'll survive, right? He'll be okay?
- Can you fix this?
- I can fix this.
Soleil, can you pass me that over there?
- His leg's infected.
- Shit.
Yeah, that'll get ya.
Knox, he's my brother.
I've lived all these years
believing he was dead,
and here he is, flesh and blood.
No shit, eh?
Soleil: I laid you to rest.
I mourned you a long time ago.
Out of all the possible people
that could've survived the Fume
I mean, no one.
(door thuds shut) (bottles clanking)
(tavern group chattering)
(knocking sound) (woman moaning)
(Soleil clearing throat)
- There's a customer.
- We're closed!
- (moans) Oh.
- No, no, no, no.
(Soleil clearing throat)
Fuck it! (Zipper zips)
(beads clattering)
(ominous music)
(tray scraping)
I need penicillin.
Well, that doesn't come cheap.
Who is it for?
Can we make this quick?
(door thuds)
[Madman] ...the power
to drink the oceans dry?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do?
When we unchained the earth from its sun?
Where is it going now?
Where are we all going now?
Away!
Away from all suns!
Are we not plunged into an
eternal abyss of nothingness?
Where the cold and the
darkness bites at our skin?
It's been a long time
since I've talked to God,
but after seeing your face
and feeling your blood on my hands,
it was the first time I felt like
He actually gave a shit about any of this.
And even if you were to die
on that table in front of me,
I felt hope
like I could believe in miracles again,
that there was reason in all this madness.
How's he doing?
I don't know.
It's too early to tell.
He'll come back to you. I know it.
Soleil: I won't lose you again.
I don't wanna know all the
horrors you've been through
just as I don't wanna relive mine.
Jacob: There was so much I wanted to say...
( music playing )
Yet there were no words to
express the gratitude in my heart.
- What is this?
- That's nothing.
Someone branded this on you?
Who?
They call him the Harbinger.
The Harbinger of what?
That depends on who you talk to.
And does everyone here have that mark?
Soleil.
I see your pain.
This was Sera's.
I want you to have it.
I see the weight you carry.
A silent burden.
( Sighs )
( Chiming )
Announcer: Reminder
that sectors two and three
are strictly off-limits to civilians.
Any citizen caught trespassing
will be arrested on sight.
All returning outriders must
report materials and goods.
Nondisclosure or attempts to
hoard supplies will result in arrest.
- Today's population, two deaths, zero births.
- Soup?
Oh, thank you.
Haven thanks you for doing your part.
We are the future.
Knox: Well, merry Christmas, everybody.
- You came from the West, right?
- I did, yes.
I gotta say, it's
remarkable that you made it
through 2,000 miles of Boneyard.
Yeah. Well, there's still a few
patches left untouched by the fires
where you could find shelter, and, you
know, I'd forage for things when I could.
Although I did find a deer one time.
- Bullshit. Where'd you see a deer?
- Out west somewhere.
I don't know. I wasn't
really keeping a map.
There's no deer left. Not that we've seen.
Well, what did it taste like?
Like deer. ( Laughter )
You asshole. ( Laughs )
But seriously, what did you eat?
Well
whatever was provided.
I saw a rabbit once.
Amara: Isn't there a settlement out west?
Jacob: There was, yeah. New Anchorage.
We came from there.
- We?
- My wife and I.
Anyways, it's gone now.
There are few survivors. Not many.
And most of them made their way
down south to The Human Ascent.
- But not you?
- No, not me.
And why not?
You don't think that's our future?
No, I don't.
Did you know that Soleil was here?
I assumed she died in the war.
Honestly, I didn't know there
were still people out here,
much less all of you and this place.
Despite the name, this
settlement was no paradise.
But it never pretended to
be, at least not in my eyes.
It doesn't really work, but...
It still had the rich and the poor,
though the rich looked
different than they once did.
Resources were still scarce
and seemed to be controlled
by some form of governing body...
- How many people live here?
- Knox: I don't know.
Led by someone that
everyone called Harbinger.
It means we're part of the common folk.
And I got a sense that he
was not chosen by the people.
- Knox?
- Ryker.
- We've got another load in.
- Yeah, just get started without me.
- I'll be right there.
- There were systems in place for structure...
All right, come on, guys.
Let's get this unloaded.
- Meant to keep order.
- You gotta do your part.
But below the surface it was
unstable, and everyone knew it.
- Change! We want change!
- ( crowd shouting )
- Get off me!
- Give us some food.
- Help us!
- Let me through!
- Felix!
- Hey, guys.
- Jacob.
- What's going on?
They cut the weekly
rations in half, so this.
- Yeah, that'll do it.
- Rumors are there's a curfew coming down the pipeline, too.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. How are things on your end?
Knox: Pretty steady imports,
but the hauls are starting to thin.
- It's barren out there, man.
- Yeah.
- Get off!
- Give me some help here.
What are you doing? Grab him! Push him!
- Get down now.
- Hey, get off of him!
- What's wrong with you? Stop!
- Hold him. Hold him there.
- Leave them alone!
- All right, get down. Stay down.
- Make sure he doesn't move.
- You can't do this!
- Don't move.
- You came at a fine time as you can see.
Why don't we go get a
drink away from the riffraff?
Remington's will be way more quiet.
( Screaming )
- ( overlapping shouting )
- I'll put a bullet in your back.
- ( shouting continues )
How long has this place been here?
I'd say about five years, give or take.
- And you have power.
- Some. Mostly generators.
We've got riders that do weekly
runs for fuel and bring it back.
Yeah, there's a plant
not too far from here.
You've seen the school.
We call that Tent City.
The church, some of the old
shops, they're all the same.
Pretty much one big refugee camp.
- We even have a bowling alley.
- Yeah.
- You have bowling?
- It's in the old community hall.
It doesn't work, but we just
get Beni to stack the pins for us.
Gotta kick the vagrants out first.
- Well, aren't we all vagrants?
- No.
There's some shops around town, peddlers.
Remington is the most prominent.
Aside from Harbinger,
he has the most valuables.
- Does Remington work for Harbinger?
- In appearance only.
He marches to the beat of his own
drum, but he's got certain protections.
- So where did all these people come from?
- Here and there.
There was a big boom in the
early years when word got out,
and then started slowing down,
and eventually died out altogether.
You know, your arrival is
the first time in over a year
that our population has
gone up instead of down.
- Are there any children?
- Not that I've seen.
Ib's daughter was probably the last.
- What happened to her?
- Ravagers.
Yeah, it was pretty crushing.
Amara was there. She could tell you.
Sorry to cut this short, but I gotta go.
Jacob: How I long to
hear the sound of children
their laughter, even their cries.
( Chattering ) -It was hard to know
if it was just denial or apathy
that many of these citizens
held towards our future.
Rods, pipes, and poles, people!
Why were there no children?
If not for a miracle,
an act of God,
we will soon be extinct.
Ibrahim: Which one are you?
Pilot? Firefighter?
Nomad.
Well, perhaps that will change now.
( Sighs ) We'll see.
Hey, I never had a chance
to thank you for saving my life.
It looks like this place hasn't
really been touched, has it?
No one comes here anymore.
For some it is too painful
a stark reminder of a
future they do not have.
And what is it for you?
Ibrahim was often gone,
out on the road salvaging.
I think the routine of these
runs gave him a purpose
because even the most menial of tasks
would keep the mind from floundering.
Ib!
Soleil always waited for his return,
and some things you
don't need to be told.
They just are.
Father.
Creator.
Aah! Oh, oh!
Oh!
Lead us to Your shores.
Wait, stop. No!
Show us your way.
Breathe life into this barren world.
( Birds chirping )
"Ask the animals and have them teach you."
And the birds of the
sky, have them tell you.
Speak to the earth,
and it will teach you.
And the fish of the sea,
they will tell you.
Who among all these does not know
that the hand of God has done this?
In whose hand is the
life of every living thing,
"and the breath of mankind?"
Soleil: Father.
Lead me to what is true.
( Birds chirping )
Lead me to that which is eternal.
Breathe life into me.
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
Am I enough?
How much longer should we wait?
Until he's back.
It has been three days.
Okay, what was the first one again?
( Teaching Yoruba )
It is very... and it's a language
that has a lot to do with rhythms.
Ibrahim: What if he fell into a ravine?
Soleil: He didn't fall into a ravine.
He'll come back.
He always does.
So far.
Jacob: It has been nearly two years
since you brought us back together.
207 days since we fled Haven.
They followed me as I followed You
into this wilderness
with nothing but our memories
- to look forward to each day.
- Ib.
We need to keep moving.
( Sighs )
Ibrahim: I had two children.
Time to pack up.
A son and a daughter.
My son, Adejola,
died many years ago shortly after the fall.
Abidemi We gotta get walking
- she was taken from me...
- And stopping
not more than two years ago.
And moving
All her life, we spent on the road
running from the Fume, ravagers.
Only the thought of finding people,
good people, kept us going.
A place, a chance for a new life.
A haven.
And is it?
A haven?
No.
But it is our home now, like it or not.
Amara, she thinks that
there's hope for this place.
And what do you think?
Does this place have a future?
Does humanity have a future?
Jacob: Even though Haven
was on the same trajectory
That befell the rest of the world,
I was grateful to be with people again,
Even if it was only for a few short months.
I was assigned to go on runs with Amara,
but they weren't for Harbinger.
- Back soon.
- Okay.
( Music playing )
Hey, where are you guys headed?
We're headed south.
Even though I'd rather
have stayed back with Soleil,
these people did save my life,
and I wanted to help where I could.
Amara: You're lucky that Ibrahim found you.
Yeah, I wonder if I hadn't injured myself
if I would've just traveled on
by Haven, missing it altogether.
- Almost like it was meant to be, huh?
- ( laughs ) Almost.
- How long have you known Ibrahim?
- Quite a while.
I met him in Haven before the others came.
So you knew his daughter, too?
Abi? Yeah.
Ib always brought her wherever he went,
even going out on a run.
It was a little more slow going, but
you would never convince him
to leave her behind.
- Jacob: Even at Haven?
- Yep.
I told him that she was
better off staying back
than out on the road with us, but
he felt that he was the only one
that could protect her.
( Speaking Yoruba )
I'm trying to teach her.
Well, I'm trying to help her.
( Muted chatter )
What we wanna do is you're going to spin
so it just jumps on the water.
Nice.
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Clears throat )
What is that?
Amara: But in a way, it
made those trips special.
She saw the world differently
than we do, you know?
Has he told you?
Jacob: A little. Not a lot.
Hmm. Yeah, that's fair.
Felix mentioned that you
were there when she, well...
Yeah, I was.
On most trips, everything was fine.
Except the last one.
We stumbled into a ravager camp.
Fuck. We gotta go.
( Screams, gasps )
- Who are they?
- The ravagers?
Marauders? Doesn't
matter what you call them.
- What are they, like, bandits?
- I guess if you're lucky.
I mean, most of them have
gone way beyond simple robbing.
- Pick her up!
- Where you going, baby?
Boots off, girl. You on holy ground now.
Sometimes in the hills,
you could see the fires,
the sounds of revelry and wailing.
I mean, it's primal out here.
It's like we've gone back 1,000 years.
Anyways, we were saved by another party.
( Gunshots )
- ( screams )
Man: Hey, are you guys okay?
But it came too late for Abi.
( Music playing )
Jacob: Are they still around?
Amara: No. Not for a few years.
We cleaned up. Now it's just Haven.
Jacob: Even though this world
had lost much of its warmth,
I'd found camaraderie with these people,
and I felt the reprieve that
Ibrahim did on these runs.
To be honest, she seems different.
They were therapeutic in a way...
Amara: We each learn
to cope in our own ways.
To talk with someone other than yourself
and to feel like you had a task.
We'd look for resources that
could be donated to their cause
- bits of food...
- Hey.
Tools, fuel, anything small enough
to bring back unnoticed
from the powers that be.
If the only thing we
found was a scrap of metal
that could be fashioned into a shiv,
it was a success, as Amara would put it.
And sometimes all that was left
was death and decay.
( Grimacing )
Amara and I saw things differently,
but we had a mutual respect.
I valued our many discussions...
Something I still miss to this day.
Amara: Do you still dream?
Sometimes.
I keep having this reoccurring dream.
I walk into this room
and it's just piled high with corpses.
And even though it just reeks of death,
I just keep going deeper and deeper inside.
And there's a statue in the center,
and its stomach is open or hollow.
Inside, there's just
charred remains and ash.
And all the corpses just come to life
and they start chanting, "You let them in."
And then I wake up.
How often do you have this dream?
Often enough.
What does the statue look like?
I don't know.
The head's like a bull.
I guess the arms are human.
See?
Hmm.
What?
Looks like Moloch.
Who?
A Canaanite god.
A demon.
Worship of Moloch used to
involve ritual child sacrifice.
The children would
pass through the fire.
I know there were those that
believed that Moloch was still around,
just that his ways and
methods were repackaged,
you know, for today.
And you believe that?
I believe there's a spiritual component
to life and our world, yeah.
You know, how involved it
is on a case by case basis,
I don't... I don't know.
- Hmm.
- Did you ever have kids?
No.
Even before all this, I
just thought the world
was such an ugly place, you know?
So much darkness.
I didn't want to bring a child into that.
And now we're facing extinction.
Maybe The Human Ascent had it right.
And how do you figure that?
They're trying to preserve life.
Isn't that noble?
You think it was nobility?
I don't know, I...
I think that was born from
hubris and entitlement.
Ah, they're playing God.
I don't know. Is that
what they did there?
You tell me.
Well, we didn't create ourselves
or will ourselves into existence, so...
I think God or no God, we
are no replacement for Him.
And so we should just accept our fate?
Just lay down and die off without a fight?
No, that's not what I mean.
I'm just saying that...
I think it's humanity's
impulse to self-elevate,
to say that we're the
highest point in the universe.
You know, I think it's these ideas
that have led us to where we are today.
And The Human Ascent
stands for all those things,
just as its name would suggest.
It's in its nature.
Well, if there is a God,
He doesn't seem to be
making much of an effort.
Is that in His nature?
You still believe in God
I feel like I don't have much of a choice.
What the fuck, man?
This world has taken everything from us.
What's left if not our own free will?
I wish it was that simple.
Jacob: I knew this was
no routine salvage run.
She led with intention that
could only mean one thing.
We were walking a path that she had before.
She knew where she was going.
Do you remember when clouds
like this meant it was gonna rain?
Tomorrow we mask up.
It has been many years since I
last set foot in any urban setting.
What used to be considered
the center-most of society,
filled with vibrancy and life,
now lays in final repose.
Amara: Jacob.
We can get in through here.
Here.
Got it.
Watch yourself.
Even if a metropolis hasn't been
reduced to rubble, as many have,
it now resides alone in grave silence...
- You good?
- Yeah.
Veiled by the Fume.
- What are we looking for?
- Anything that helps.
If one were to try to rebuild
amidst these monuments of man
they would surely perish.
You don't have to be so quiet.
We're the only ones here.
It's too silent.
I don't like the way my
voice cuts through it.
Yeah. I get that.
( Wind howling )
What do you think these marks are from?
Aliens?
Who gives a shit?
Really, Jacob?
You didn't actually think
that was gonna work, did you?
- Wishful thinking.
- That's cute.
Amara.
This is The Human Ascent.
It's gone.
You're a few years late.
I'd go around if I were you.
Amara?
- Amara?
- Hey.
- Where'd you go?
- I'm here.
It's been said that the
true test of a civilization
is what it does with its children.
Do you believe that?
You've been here before.
Camp Six.
- What happened here?
- It started out
with about 500 of us girls...
( distorted whispering )
Doing our part for humanity.
Three square meals a day
and a roof over our head.
It was luxury.
I was #415.
I conceived multiple times.
Not once did I ever get to hold my child.
Most didn't make full term,
and it wasn't long before I was released.
As you can see, the whole fucking project
is a stunning failure.
Was their any known reason
why they couldn't make full term?
I said that they didn't,
not that they couldn't.
Resources were scarce.
They wouldn't waste them
on anything but a sure thing.
What happened to the project?
- It reached a breaking point.
- ( echoing screams, shouts )
Abuse, power...
If there was anything positive,
you know, successes in what
they were doing, it was rare,
and we definitely never
got to see the benefits of it.
It became violent.
Many died. ( Echoing screams )
Come. I wanna show you something.
This.
This is where they destroyed the rejects.
Even babies that made it to birth
that weren't considered strong
enough would end up here.
Ashes.
Humanity's on the verge of extinction,
and there's still genocide.
You speak as if this is still happening.
It is.
The same people that led
this project, they run Haven.
- The Harbinger.
- That's right.
( Baby crying )
( Crying echoes, intensifies )
When the Harbinger set up in Haven,
everyone was forced
to get a fertility test.
You couldn't buy,
sell, or trade without it.
No ration cards, no food.
I imagine it's been a while
since anyone's been tested.
Yeah, you're probably right.
What would happen to
those who were fertile?
Well, no one knows for sure,
but from what I suspect,
you're deemed too valuable
and you're taken away
to, well... breed, I guess.
- Here, put these in my bag.
- And if you're not?
Well, you become a lot less valuable,
and you fight for the
scraps with the rest of us.
Look, as soon as they find
out that you aren't branded,
they'll take you.
Or
You fight.
To take back what should be ours.
What is that?
Our autonomy.
Help us,
and your sister.
Jacob: Amara showed me the Ascent.
I know you were there.
Why didn't you tell me?
I told you, I didn't
want to relive my past.
Did Harbinger hurt you?
It's in the past.
Soleil.
Did Harbinger hurt you?
- What does it matter?
- It matters! This matters.
Yes.
Harbinger hurt me
took my children, threw me out
empty.
No value to humanity or its future.
- That's not true.
- It is true.
Whatever was done to me at the Ascent
I can no longer conceive.
And I have this scar to remind me of it.
This is my shame.
And I carry it with me every day.
You think this a miracle?
You think this vision
of yours is a miracle?
This... reunion?
For what purpose?
For us to dry up in the desert?
- Where is this miracle maker now?
- Oh, stop it.
Where was God when the Ascent
took away her ability to conceive?
Or when my daughter was taken from me?
Huh?
You know, for once,
maybe He would send us
the rain to quench our thirst.
( Music playing )
Jacob: What have I done?
Did I miss Your call?
( Music continues )
Where did I go wrong?
( Sera echoing ) You see
only what you want to see.
Jacob: Ibrahim was right.
No, Ibrahim was right!
- There is nothing out there!
- Jacob, no. Jacob!
- There is nothing out there!
- Stop. Stop, Jacob!
Stop. Jacob, it's okay.
Stay with me. It's okay.
Maybe it was before all this
that I missed something.
You know, at Haven.
( Ibrahim whispering prayer in Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Is there anything we could've done?
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Soleil: Father.
Where are you?
Are we not Your children?
Are we not formed in Your image?
Are we born with hatred?
Were we made to create,
or built to destroy?
( Ibrahim speaking Yoruba )
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Continues muttering )
( Screams )
- ( gasping )
( Shouting, screaming )
You were having a nightmare.
It was better than this place.
Jacob: Pain knows no bounds.
Suffering and loss rise above culture,
language, and belief,
immeasurable by nature,
an expression that binds us together
alone.
( Speaking Yoruba )
It is from deep within
our spirit where we cry out.
( Sobbing )
Where is God when it hurts?
Soleil: Do You not hear our cries?
( Continues sobbing )
Why are You silent?
( Whimpering )
Ibrahim: This is a dark world.
I do not see how you can
reconcile all this destruction,
this death, with a good god.
Why is there so much evil in this world?
I think it's just a matter of perspective.
Fuck perspective.
I think that, that question you
ask is impossible to answer
'cause it never ends.
You know, if you cut the
amount of evil in the world by half,
the same question could be asked again,
and again and again.
Why is there so much
evil in the world? I mean
why is there not twice as much?
You know, if evil is when things
are not as they're supposed to be,
corrupted or destructive
I think the existence
of a good god or a creator
makes the very idea of evil possible
because it's parasitic.
It's a rejection of what's good.
It can't... it can't exist on its own.
Ibrahim: No.
The world fared well before us.
And it's because of this that
humanity looks like an afterthought,
not part of a plan.
We're nothing more than the
last inch of the cosmic mile.
Jacob: Then why view evil as strange
or something that's not meant to be?
If chance is the creator of all
things, the father of all nations,
and chaos is the way
of it, then when you hear
the sounds of destruction, death, and rape,
and you hear the cries
of an orphan pleading,
"Where is my mother? Where is my father?",
this is just the sound of
man worshiping its maker.
Then why does He not intervene?
And why do you follow this
god with such blind faith?
I don't believe in what
you'd call blind faith.
Faith and doubt, for me, these...
These exist in the same world.
As do adoration and anger.
You don't think I wrestle with God? I do.
Every single fucking day.
But faith, for me
it's the foundation needed to acquire
all of those things that I long for.
It's all the evidence,
for that which is still unseen.
Madman: Who gave us the
power to drink up the sea?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do when we
unchained the Earth from its sun?
Where is it going now?
Where are we going now?
Away from all suns
backwards and
forwards and left and right,
and there is no up or
down left for us to know!
Are we not plunged continually
into an abyss of nothingness?
Where the black, the cold,
bites and gnaws at our skin,
and there is just night
and night and more night,
so that we must light our
lanterns every morning!
Has not yet the sound
of the gravediggers reached our ears?
Has not yet the stench
of God's decomposition
filled our nostrils?
For gods too must decompose.
God is dead,
and we have killed him.
Is not this deed too great for us
that we must think ourselves to be gods?
That we might be worthy of having done it?
I tell you...
Whoever is born after this moment
for the sake of this one
unimaginably great deed
will be part of a higher history
than has ever been lived before!
What are these temples now
if not but tombs and sepulchers of God?
( Music playing )
( Gagging )
Felix: Where is this baby now?
Jacob: I buried it.
Felix: That's convenient.
- Amara: Doesn't matter.
- Jacob: How so?
Amara: It's sad, but it
doesn't change anything.
Jacob: Well, what are we fighting for then?
Amara: It's what we're fighting against.
- Jacob: And what is that?
- Amara: Oppression.
Do humans have the right to
stomp on another's freedom?
For the survival of the human
race? Maybe they should.
There's more to life than just survival!
All of the laws that governed this world
couldn't keep us from this shit!
We have tried religion and government.
From tyranny to democracy,
none of these have worked.
It is time to find a new way of life,
a new way to be human.
And how do you see this new way of life?
Exactly how it's meant
to be... self-governed.
So no rules?
A person can find the
truth that is best for them
and people can do what they want
as long as they don't hurt others.
Yeah, as per your own definition of hurt.
( Scoff )
Look, this wasn't from the facility.
Not a discard from some program.
This baby was born from a citizen
here in the streets and left to die.
This is the world you're fighting for.
Amara, you said that the
true test of a civilization
is what it does with its children.
Well, I think you're
more right than you know.
(rods clanking)
(somber pensive music)
(somber pensive music continues)
(somber pensive music continues)
(tense somber music)
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
[Jacob] When the hearts
and minds lead divergent ways,
a single crack unto the plays,
untimely death upon my heart,
seek solace in eternal start,
shall seeking souls find treasured truth,
in times of loss beneath, the proof,
set upon his fist held tight,
to death we march into the night.
(Jacob grunts)
(rocks crunching) (Jacob gasps)
(tense somber music continues)
Wander fast and march on slow,
sit by and wait as the plan unfolds,
imperfect action sets the course,
for timid steps and thundered force.
(tense somber music continues)
(tense somber music continues)
The fateful and the faithful know,
that questions ask and answers show,
when the heart feels the simple way,
inertia pushes into the fray.
When we are but flesh and bone,
amidst these towers made of stone,
frailty shine through
make all things new.
That's enough.
Ib, come on. We have to keep going.
- I know it's hard, but...
- But what?
What purpose is there in this?
What the hell are we walking to, huh?
I'm tired of walking, thirsting.
All we do is walk every day.
I'm tired of waiting for
absolution that never comes.
We should've stayed back in
Haven and died with the others.
We are gonna be all right.
( Gunfire )
- All three of us.
Okay? We're gonna be all right.
All right.
Sera was eight months pregnant
when New Anchorage fell.
We didn't get out in time.
( Explosion )
Caught in an explosion,
piece shrapnel hit my face.
Searing pain, blinding
light, and then darkness.
Then I... I found myself
amidst these white dunes
with beautiful, soft white sand,
that came alive under the morning sun.
( Chuckles )
And then this child came to me, and...
I knew him as my own
even though I had not yet laid eyes on him.
He was so beautiful.
And I wanted to stay there and hold him.
But he said, "Now is not your time",
and I have been sent by our
Father above to bring you back,
"for the sun rises in the east."
And then I woke up, and I was
back in New Anchorage on the street.
- There were bodies lying all around and...
- Sera!
Chaos, and through the
smoke I could see Sera
bleeding.
And I knew in that moment
what had happened.
And I delivered our
son stillborn days later.
And you have been
traveling east ever since.
Jacob: Ever since.
Do you think that we'll ever
get back to like how it was?
You know, all throughout our history,
I think there's a lot of people
who thought that their world was at an end.
Whether it be wars, genocide...
People torn from their homes
becoming refugees, orphans.
This is our lineage
one shaped of violence and tragedy.
I think when you're in the
middle of that, it feels like the end.
And yet here we are
still fighting for our future.
But you know what?
Even when things seem
like they're the most bleak
like there's no hope
well, life finds a way.
"Jurassic Park."
What's that?
How old are you?
I don't know.
The last birthday I can
remember was a long time ago.
I remember balloons.
Everyone here talks about
the things that they've lost...
People, their dreams.
This is the only world
that I've ever known.
This is my life.
Jacob: It wasn't the kings of this world
that brought upon its destruction.
We strayed so far off the
foundations of what makes life sacred.
The fall was inevitable,
and it was long in the making.
We should've seen it coming.
There were those who did,
but they're all gone,
fools and kings alike.
Jacob: Gather your things.
We need to be ready to
leave as soon as Knox is back.
This is our home. ( Echoing )
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Not anymore.
Gather your things. ( Echoing )
- Beni: Okay.
- Okay.
Both: Firelight, be thee ignite
the ghosts of who we used to be.
Stand tall, till death do us fall,
cry no tears for me.
Battle cries, expose the lies,
we wield our sword towards the call.
Un-ring the bell,
let history tell,
cry no tears for me.
Ashes, ashes, here they fall.
Ashes, ashes, here they fall.
It's happening. Everyone's waiting.
- What's going on?
- We're leaving.
- Who's we?
- Soleil and I.
I'm not gonna speak for the others.
So you're not gonna fight with us?
This is a fight that you cannot win.
- Jake.
We can take this back.
- We stand a good chance to...
- You stand to nothing!
Amara's right. This is an epoch
moment for the human race,
but the future you see will not come.
By morning this place will
be nothing but ash and bone.
Soleil and I are leaving,
and so should all of you...
As far away from this place as we can.
Ib.
This is not my fight.
I see.
So that's it then?
After all we've been through,
after all of these years,
this is where it ends?
Come on. Let's go.
( Music playing )
I'd rather die on my feet
than live on my knees.
Okay, let's do this.
Tonight is an epoch moment for all of us.
( Engines revving )
- For me.
- Okay.
- For you.
- Hold up.
- For the human race.
- Go, go, go, go, go, go.
- We are going to take out Harbinger.
Guard: Hey, get over here!
Hey, get on your fucking knees!
- Down, down. Down.
- Down, down.
Guard: Shut the fuck up!
Woman: Oh, my God!
( Explosion, gunfire )
- Guard: We're losing control! We gotta go!
- ( woman screams )
( Explosions )
- Okay.
I know there is uncertainty.
( Music playing )
People are scared.
But we are going to give Haven back to them
so they can be whatever they want
in whatever way is best for them.
We are going to give back the
freedom that was stolen from us.
So tonight, hold faith that we will
become what we are meant to be!
- All: Yeah!
- Yeah!
This way. Let's go.
( Shouting, explosions
) - Oh, shit. This way!
( Grunting )
Jacob!( Slashing, groaning )
- Are you all right?
- Yeah.
( Grunting, panting )
- ( music continues )
( Gunfire )
- Are you all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah. You good? For real?
- Yeah.
- Okay. Come on.
( Distant shouting and screaming )
- Right over here. Come on.
- ( distant shouting continues )
( Gunfire continues )
Okay, look, you see?
Safety on, safety off. All right?
You point it and you shoot. Okay?
- Knox?
- Jacob, let's go!
( Shouting, screaming )
- We're coming!
Let's go! Come on! ( Gunfire )
Quick, quick, quick! No!
- Jacob, let's go! Come on!
- In here! In here!
You guys done playing or what?
Shit. Ryker.
We gotta go.
( Thumping )
- ( muffled shouting )
- This way! Come on!
- Let's go!
- Get out of my way.
- Get to the back room.
Hey, I saw that first!
Over here! Aah!
( Shouting continues )
- Watch your back!
Please! Please, no! ( Gunshot )
( Speaking Yoruba )
Power to drink the ocean dry?
Who gave us the ink
to blot out the horizon?
What did we do when we
unchained the Earth from its sun?
( Man screams )
- Where is it going now?
Where are we all going now?
( Grunting )
( Gunshots )
- Over there! Over there!
( Grunting ) - Looks like
we're not the only assholes
with this bright idea.
Do we need this?
Do we need water?
We're going into the desert.
- Here is your provision.
- Well, how's your shot?
Fine, but one shot and
they'll light us up over here,
and they don't need to be accurate.
( Shouting continues )
All right, you guys stay here
and take out whichever one I don't.
What? Is he serious?
- Shit.
- Shit!
( Bullet ricochets ) -
Whoa, shit! Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine. You?
What? No! No, I'm not okay.
- Woman: Take everything.
- Man: Fuck you!
( Man grunts )
( Moans )
- Take them down!
- Come on, let's go.
- Kill 'em all!
Hurry up!
Hurry, Soleil!
( Muttering )
Go, now. Now! Go!
( Music continues )
( Gunfire continues )
- There he is.
- Knox: Yeah, okay.
Knox: Oh, shit.
- Okay, let's go.
- Come on!
( Shouting, screaming continues )
Soleil, hurry! Let's
go, let's go, let's go!
Jacob, let's go!
( Shouting continues
) - ( gunfire continues )
Knox: Let's go! ( Screams )
- Ibrahim: Soleil!
- I'm coming!
Soleil, we have to go now!
Knox: We gotta get the hell out of here.
Madman: Has not yet the sound of
the gravediggers reached our ears?
Has not yet the stench of God's
decomposition filled our nostrils?
( Grunting )
- For God must decompose.
God is dead. ( Groaning )
- And we have killed him.
- ( groaning, screaming )
( Music continues )
Help me! ( Screams )
- This way. Come on.
- They should be here by now.
Ibrahim: No, wait. ( Gasps )
- Jacob!
- Sorry, we were held up.
- I was just gonna go look for you.
- Well, I'm glad you didn't.
- Where's Ryker?
- Man: Hey!
She didn't make it. ( Gunshots )
( Beni panting )
- Knox: Get wrecked, shit bag.
- You okay?
Follow me.
Woman: They're getting away!
Around the back! They went around the back!
( Screaming )
- ( gunshots )
( Grunting )
- Madman: Isn't this deed too great for us...
- ( screaming )
That we must think ourselves
to be gods for having done it?
What is left of these temples now
but to be tombs and sepulchers of God?
This way! The truck's over here!
( Gunshot )
- Jacob: Beni!
( Shouting continues )
- Beni!
- No, I got her. You go!
( Screaming )
- Get the truck!
- Ib, grab the door!
- The east exit is blocked.
We'll have to cut through town.
Okay, okay. You're okay.
Soleil, the keys are in the tires.
Ib, help me with this.
- I don't see them!
- Knox: Keep looking!
Okay. Okay.
( Groaning ) - Ib, get
the stuff off the truck.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey, look at me.
Shh. Look at me.
There's a place for you, okay?
There's a home, and
we're going there, all right?
Shh.
- Fuck you! Don't fucking touch my truck!
- Knox! Look out!
Ib! Ib, Knox is down! ( Roars )
( Bones crack )
Hey. Get up. ( Wheezing, whimpering )
- Let's go. Easy, easy.
- Stay with me, Beni.
- Stay with me. Hold on.
- Soleil, we need those keys!
Here.
( Music continues )
Soleil: You're gonna
be okay. Knox, come on.
- It's okay.
- Jake, let's go! Hurry!
( Gunshots ricochet )
Quick. We've gotta go.
Come on! Let's go!
Woman: Shoot the tires! ( Gunfire )
Jacob!
( Soleil sobbing )
- He's gone.
No! Knox.
- ( Pleading ) Please, please!
- Please don't kill me.
- Soldier: Kill them now.
- Let us go.
Soldier: Shut up! ( Gunshots )
Wait!
Wait for me!
- Come on! Come on!
- Wait!
( Gunshot )
No! No!
( Grunts ) No!
( Gunfire )
- ( crowd roaring )
Woman: Fuck you!
( Explosion )
Harbinger: Who are you?
What's your name?
What does it matter?
We're all just a number anyway.
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
I admire your faith.
Truly, I do.
I wish I could see what you see.
But all I see is a world burning.
An empty shell of a life long passed.
Do you know what my name means?
I do.
Go on.
Go!
Come on.
Jacob: "Where was I when You laid"
the foundations of the Earth?
When the morning stars sang together
and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Have I ever commanded the dawn
that it might take hold
of the ends of the Earth?
Who can bind the chains of Pleiades,
or loose the cords of Orion?
Can I lead forth the
constellation in its season
and guide the bear with her satellites?
Can I lift my voice to the clouds
"to call forth the rain?"
( Speaking Yoruba )
( Thunder )
( Music playing )
( Thunder continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Wind howling )
( Wind howling )
( Music playing )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )
( Music continues )