WANTS: We Are Not the Same (2023) Movie Script
[music]
The economic crisis,
the lack of energy sources and terrorism,
had all set up the ground for a
non-conventional world war.
Since there were no uniforms to
distinguish friends and enemies,
the population was indiscriminately hit.
Nothing was guaranteed anymore:
Neither work nor health, no care, no home.
Among the piles of rubble of the cities
pandemics provoked thousands of victims.
When an exhausted population began to react
with demonstrations,
riots, coup d'tat attempts,
and civil wars,
the enthroned economic
establishment felt threatened.
The time had come to set
up a new world order,
which would ensure that
those in power detained it.
The war ended, but peace wasn't enough.
They used the school
and the Media
to influence,
homogenise,
enslave people's way of thinking
to the new world's Confederation
controlled by them.
People bartered for peace
in exchange for a system where
the Confederation was
the only one to determine what it was
right and what wasn't.
By doing so, people gave up on every
chance to act, think and speak,
outside the established rules.
The Establishment just needed
to fabricate an enemy,
using it as a scapegoat
to people's discontent:
The 'Divergent'
The Special Corp of
"Controllers of diverse"
haunted them down,
They were captured and "terminated".
[chorus]
No law,
no trial,
no rights,
saved homosexuals,
drug addicts,
homeless,
sick people,
the elderly,
the disabled.
[rain and thunder sounds]
Can you imagine? After so many years
we still hold hands to fall asleep.
Yes, but now it's different.
What do you mean?
If I didn't feel your hand,
I would fall asleep thinking
that part of me was missing.
[glass breaks]
Who's there?
Is someone there?
Is someone there?
[scream]
Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!
I won't hurt you...
I... I need help...
I'm... I'm cold.
I'm... cold. I'm... cold.
Help!
I'm cold.
Frozen hand.
Blue lips.
"Hypothermia!"
Danger of death.
Warm the person by all means,
starting from the trunk.
Dry
massage
never try to use alcohol to give warmth.
Brew hot drinks
like milk, herbal teas or tea.
Keep the person awake.
Dry
massage
never try to give warmth with alcohol.
Brew hot drinks
like milk, herbal teas or tea.
"Keep the person awake".
Hey... hey
you must wake up.
Hey...
I have to dry you,
I have to make something warm for you,
but I don't know how
on TV they did not explain how
to do all these things by yourself!
Krjoda mazei... yakke...
urklad stentor... xomert.
What?
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad.
I don't understand.
Stentor... xomert...
What are you saying?
Xomert...
Krjoda...
What are you doing?!
What are you doing?!
I was drying you.
"Hypothermia! Danger of death."
Warm the person by all means,
"starting from the trunk."
Do you have any clothes?
Sure.
What are you waiting for? Get them.
Get them!
I've got these.
What are you looking at?
I've never seen a naked woman.
Where are your clothes?
Scattered around.
To throw off the scent for the dogs.
Do you have weapons?
Weapons are not allowed.
The Controllers are looking for me.
No one will come looking for you.
Nobody comes up to the mountain
in this weather.
You see the lightning?
Boom! Boom!
Metal weapons,
the trees attract lightning.
It's dangerous.
That's good, I'll have a few hours ahead.
Do you have a flashlight?
Yes.
"With lightning it's advisable
to stay in a sheltered place".
But you believe all that what
are they saying on TV?
Nooo.
I know cartoons are fake.
What's your name?
Peter Gamble. Divergent B42D45684.
Peter is ok.
The identification has been compliant with
the obligation of the Confederation.
I'm Linda.
The identification didn't conform.
Screw it!
You live here alone?
Yes,
but I don't like being alone.
You can stay here if you want.
I can't.
I have to leave as soon as possible.
I'm coming with you.
They're looking for me.
You're in danger if you stay with me.
Are we the bad guys?
Like on the TV?
No, Peter.
We're not the bad guys.
You know some shortcuts to go downhill?
Sure.
Then you can come with me.
I'm hungry.
Can I get something to eat?
So late?
Hunger, hunger, hunger.
Hunger, hunger, hunger.
At your service, captain.
Ah, no. Kitchen's that way.
[claps hands on legs]
It was all really good.
I'm so happy!
It always amazed me how
the light of some dead
stars still comes to us.
They seem to want to say:
"Hey... hey..."
I'm not dead.
"I still exist."
Have you thought about that?
No.
In their universe
they no longer exist,
but in ours
they are still alive.
Alive and dead at the same time,
depending on how you look at them.
Do you like butterflies?
Yes, a lot.
Caterpillars and butterflies
are completely different beings.
Yes.
They don't even eat the same things.
No.
Yet they are the same.
Caterpillars
do not die to become butterflies,
but at the same time
once they turn into butterflies,
they no longer exist.
What a shame they do not live for long.
Men established the passing of time.
It is not said that butterflies,
according to their biological clock,
live less than human beings.
It's a matter of points of view.
That's right, Peter.
It's all about points of view.
You could change things.
No. I'm not worthy.
I'm a Divergent.
That's not true, Peter.
You have welcomed me,
you saved me from hypothermia.
It's not something everyone would do.
Really?
We must go now.
Linda...
Don't touch me! Never!
[whimpers]
Why won't she love me?
Why won't she love me?
Why won't she love me?
Why don't you love me?
Peter
we are not the same.
Ssssh.
The Controllers! Get down!
Get down, Peter!
Get down, Peter! Get down!
Fear. Fear. Fear.
[gunshot]
Easy, Peter. Easy.
Easy!
You're not helping me.
Easy!
[barking dogs and gunshots]
It's me they want! It's me they want!
If I surrender, you'll be safe.
Stay hidden, understand? Hidden.
Hidden, Peter.
- No.
- Peter, get down! Get down!
Don't shoot!
I'm Peter Gamble,
Divergent B42D45684!
Get down, Peter!
Get down!
The identification...
Why didn't you stay hidden?
I can't leave you!
We lost, didn't we?
We are still
masters of our destiny.
They're coming. Are you ready?
[chorus]
[explosion]
[indestinct chatter]
Linda!
The voice!
The voice?
Yes,
always the same.
Why are they doing this to us?
We are not like them.
A phone!
We need a phone!
Once they were used just to talk.
People kept them on the wall.
And a cable tied them up.
And people would stay there
talking, talking, and talking.
Like you and me.
But far away.
Then they removed the wire.
Maybe they got tired of
standing near the wall.
And preferred to stay close
to their loved ones.
Linda?
Do you love me?
I don't love you!
You kind of do though.
No.
Not even a little bit.
You don't love me.
Peter...
Peter, I'm fine with you,
and I don't want to lose you.
But I can't give you what you want.
Because I am who I am?
No. It's not.
It's... hard to explain.
We...
Peter: Are not the same.
Linda: Are not the same.
This is why
you feel like I am different.
Not here!
Sorry...
I'd rather not talk about this.
Words became sentences.
And then
music, videos, photos, internet.
On the buses, on the streets,
everyone was just looking at their phones.
People wouldn't even pay attention to
those around them anymore.
They would buy bigger and
more advanced phones.
People get bored of something easily.
You wouldn't buy something you don't need
if you weren't bored.
Neat trick, right?
With internet I was connected
with the whole world.
Yet I realized that I
was more and more alone.
To the Confederation, I'm a Divergent.
Nobody makes friends with a Divergent.
Nobody has the right to decide
who is different and who's not.
At school...
Everyone would always give the same answer.
It seemed stupid to me.
There may be different answers
to the same question.
Yes, yes.
Think about who you are, think
about what you're worth.
Me, Mrs. Teacher. Me.
Wrong answer.
And yet he wasn't like that, he was
just... different.
I didn't understand why my classmates
would look at me and laugh.
I hated myself for who I was.
Never assume that others are always right,
otherwise it will be you choosing to
exclude yourself.
My father
he couldn't use the computer.
And I made fun of him.
I laughed.
I was almost happy.
Finally someone dumber than me.
Then one day he said to me:
"Peter..."
I never made fun of you
"when you couldn't use a spoon."
My dad got sick.
Dad... don't die.
I held his hand.
I wanted to cry.
"Peter, don't cry.
A man doesn't cry."
When the Controllers came for him,
I didn't want to.
He hugged me.
"You mustn't be sad.
This is not the world I want to live in".
It was the first time I saw him crying.
They terminated him a few months ago.
I'm sorry.
Why does the Confederation end sick people?
Being sick is not a crime.
It can happen to anyone.
Yes.
But they are not productive
according to the Confederation.
I don't understand.
It's all too complicated.
It's very simple.
You can choose to live like this,
or try to change things.
You can't change it.
There's no way.
A pod of dolphins
got on the beach.
They lost their sense of direction.
People watched them die,
and did nothing to save them.
A child holding his father's hand,
had his eyes full of tears.
Suddenly he left his father's hand
and ran to the shore.
He started pushing the
tail of the largest dolphin
as hard as he could.
And he was pushing, pushing.
But no matter how hard he pushed,
he couldn't get the dolphin
back in the water.
Someone said:
"Hey, baby. What do you think you're doing?
You can't change that!"
But the baby kept pushing and pushing.
Then the father approached him.
And stroking his hair, he said:
"He's right. You can't change things".
The boy looked his father
right in the eyes.
"They will change for what I can
push back in the sea."
And he started pulling, pulling.
Then the father, touched,
started helping his son.
And together, father and son,
they pushed and pushed.
But as far as they pushed they could
not save the dolphin.
It was too heavy.
Two boys approached them.
And they started helping
the father and son.
Now there were four.
And in four,
they started pushing, pushing and pushing.
And they finally pushed the
dolphin back to the sea.
And then one, two, three more people...
Then four people arrived, then 5, 10, 20,
and all together
they managed to save the dolphins.
The impossible is just a thought.
Not a rule.
But someone needs to have
the courage to start.
They influence us
through Media, advertising, and school.
And you know why?
Because they understood that the mind
is the only prison you can't escape.
What are you doing among the Divergents?
When you're born,
someone else chooses your name,
and you're labeled with a religion,
nation,
race,
and gender.
Do you think it's fair to
spend all your life
defending something you have no say about?
That's why I'm here.
[indistinct monologue]
But you?
I'm thinking.
About what?
I need to go to the bathroom.
There's no bathroom here.
Stand in the corner and do
what you have to do.
Don't worry, I'm not looking.
There's nothing to read.
If I don't read, I
sometimes I would bring my phone...
What about you? How do you do it?
Sorry, Peter. Now I have other
problems to think about.
Don't turn around, huh?
The stupidest things were
written on the Internet.
But everyone was able
to express their ideas.
People could discuss,
but many wanted to be aways right.
We argue to understand
not to be right.
Before the war I had a house
with a bathroom.
Then the war took everything away from me.
No one could have imagined it.
However, it wouldn't have taken
much time to figure it out.
Who won in the end?
When a war breaks out, no one wins.
Everyone loses.
The Confederation has
normalized everything:
No war, no riots...
And no questioning.
Many were afraid.
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
You only live once.
No, Peter.
You only die once.
You live every day.
We are prisoners.
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
Don't push me, I won't.
What are you gonna do to me? Huh?
What are you all afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
"I told you to bring your
phone, go get it!"
"Hey, you shouldn't come to school."
"An idiot doesn't go to school."
"You're a burden to everyone,
you should be "terminated".
"Idiot! Do you understand me when I talk?"
"Are you listening? Huh? Idiot!"
"What are you doing?
Are you challenging me?"
"Want me to pick on you?"
No. Don't hit me. Ow, ow.
No. Stop! No, please.
[screams]
Peter...
Peter, calm down.
You're with me now.
Calm down.
Enough... enough... enough.
I was screaming...
I cried...
I was asking for help.
But nobody wanted to help me.
Nobody helps a Divergent.
To my classmates,
I was not a human being.
I didn't say anything to my father
about those kicks that almost killed me.
I didn't even tell them about when they
made me drink their pee.
Dad suffered in silence.
Because I am a Divergent.
But I could notice it.
You know what this is?
No, you can't.
"Fuck the Confederation!"
He told me once.
"Be strong, Peter."
Don't be afraid.
"Go ahead, straight ahead."
However, I couldn't do it...
My mother died during the war.
One day she left home
to look for food.
A car bomb...
Boom.
We found nothing of her.
I miss her.
I was talking to her
through her photos.
She seemed to really listen
to me, you know?
She smiled at me,
with that smile on my picture.
Always the same.
I couldn't do anything else.
One day Dad came home.
He was smiling, I've never
seen him like this.
Yet they had terminated
his dearest friend.
He died happily
leaving a selfish and violent world.
That's why Dad was smiling.
Can you change that much?
Being a human being
also means
being humane.
Don't you?
Dad
how are we different from animals?
"We can stop"
and think
whether what we do
"is right or wrong."
And what if we don't stop and think?
"The cruelty, Peter..."
That
"is only a human trait."
Why did you push me?
We don't have a lot of time.
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad
stentor... xomert.
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad
stentor...
What are you saying?
You were saying that
the first time we met.
What does it mean?
It's complicated.
Dad said:
"Something's only complicated when
you think it's complicated."
Peter
we are not the same,
But I have a job to do.
And you are part of it.
That should be enough.
You shouldn't be here.
Where you're going!
Got it!
Look.
You can eat it, you know?
- Do you want?
- No.
Is it... good?
No.
Just don't think about it
when you're hungry.
And you're not hungry?
All right, Peter...
I'll try one.
That's a big one.
Here, here.
Don't let him get away.
No. Close, close.
Chew it up and put it down now.
So you don't taste too much.
How does it look?
A delight.
You want one more?
We will be next.
Linda...
When they come for us,
I don't want to look scared.
I just don't know how.
You want me to see you scared?
You know what I said
while I was unconscious,
the first time we met?
If they stop hating each other.
We will bring peace and prosperity
to every human being.
They'll have a place in our community.
We'll grow up together.
This is your mission.
This is your mission.
Why do you want to help us?
We see endless horizons
where you build walls
and borders of barbed wire.
You have reached this level
of evolution without
adequate awareness of the risks involved.
No one before you had shown
such a crazy desire
to self-destruct.
My primary directive was:
To inform you of the danger.
So he didn't just tell me.
I tried to talk to people, but...
Someone laughed at me.
Some of them got scared.
Nobody really took me seriously.
People
don't want responsibility.
People prefer to think they are not strong.
People forget that they have
the power to change things.
Why don't you intervene?
We are not allowed to change free will.
If you want to change things,
it all depends on you.
You don't have to stay here.
Hey! Hey!
Is someone there?
Do you hear me?
There's a mistake.
You're doing it all wrong!
We couldn't live like this.
Hey... can you hear me?
You're looking at the stars
on the wrong side!
This is not your world.
You are wrong, Peter.
You are my world.
We are not the same,
but we are not so different.
Love for us means
merging into one creature.
Without dying.
And we'll be united forever?
Forever.
And they won't be able to stop us.
[dramatic music]
Attention! Attention!
Cell 211! Danger!
Attention!
Attention! Danger!
[dramatic music]
[applause]
[music]
The economic crisis,
the lack of energy sources and terrorism,
had all set up the ground for a
non-conventional world war.
Since there were no uniforms to
distinguish friends and enemies,
the population was indiscriminately hit.
Nothing was guaranteed anymore:
Neither work nor health, no care, no home.
Among the piles of rubble of the cities
pandemics provoked thousands of victims.
When an exhausted population began to react
with demonstrations,
riots, coup d'tat attempts,
and civil wars,
the enthroned economic
establishment felt threatened.
The time had come to set
up a new world order,
which would ensure that
those in power detained it.
The war ended, but peace wasn't enough.
They used the school
and the Media
to influence,
homogenise,
enslave people's way of thinking
to the new world's Confederation
controlled by them.
People bartered for peace
in exchange for a system where
the Confederation was
the only one to determine what it was
right and what wasn't.
By doing so, people gave up on every
chance to act, think and speak,
outside the established rules.
The Establishment just needed
to fabricate an enemy,
using it as a scapegoat
to people's discontent:
The 'Divergent'
The Special Corp of
"Controllers of diverse"
haunted them down,
They were captured and "terminated".
[chorus]
No law,
no trial,
no rights,
saved homosexuals,
drug addicts,
homeless,
sick people,
the elderly,
the disabled.
[rain and thunder sounds]
Can you imagine? After so many years
we still hold hands to fall asleep.
Yes, but now it's different.
What do you mean?
If I didn't feel your hand,
I would fall asleep thinking
that part of me was missing.
[glass breaks]
Who's there?
Is someone there?
Is someone there?
[scream]
Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!
I won't hurt you...
I... I need help...
I'm... I'm cold.
I'm... cold. I'm... cold.
Help!
I'm cold.
Frozen hand.
Blue lips.
"Hypothermia!"
Danger of death.
Warm the person by all means,
starting from the trunk.
Dry
massage
never try to use alcohol to give warmth.
Brew hot drinks
like milk, herbal teas or tea.
Keep the person awake.
Dry
massage
never try to give warmth with alcohol.
Brew hot drinks
like milk, herbal teas or tea.
"Keep the person awake".
Hey... hey
you must wake up.
Hey...
I have to dry you,
I have to make something warm for you,
but I don't know how
on TV they did not explain how
to do all these things by yourself!
Krjoda mazei... yakke...
urklad stentor... xomert.
What?
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad.
I don't understand.
Stentor... xomert...
What are you saying?
Xomert...
Krjoda...
What are you doing?!
What are you doing?!
I was drying you.
"Hypothermia! Danger of death."
Warm the person by all means,
"starting from the trunk."
Do you have any clothes?
Sure.
What are you waiting for? Get them.
Get them!
I've got these.
What are you looking at?
I've never seen a naked woman.
Where are your clothes?
Scattered around.
To throw off the scent for the dogs.
Do you have weapons?
Weapons are not allowed.
The Controllers are looking for me.
No one will come looking for you.
Nobody comes up to the mountain
in this weather.
You see the lightning?
Boom! Boom!
Metal weapons,
the trees attract lightning.
It's dangerous.
That's good, I'll have a few hours ahead.
Do you have a flashlight?
Yes.
"With lightning it's advisable
to stay in a sheltered place".
But you believe all that what
are they saying on TV?
Nooo.
I know cartoons are fake.
What's your name?
Peter Gamble. Divergent B42D45684.
Peter is ok.
The identification has been compliant with
the obligation of the Confederation.
I'm Linda.
The identification didn't conform.
Screw it!
You live here alone?
Yes,
but I don't like being alone.
You can stay here if you want.
I can't.
I have to leave as soon as possible.
I'm coming with you.
They're looking for me.
You're in danger if you stay with me.
Are we the bad guys?
Like on the TV?
No, Peter.
We're not the bad guys.
You know some shortcuts to go downhill?
Sure.
Then you can come with me.
I'm hungry.
Can I get something to eat?
So late?
Hunger, hunger, hunger.
Hunger, hunger, hunger.
At your service, captain.
Ah, no. Kitchen's that way.
[claps hands on legs]
It was all really good.
I'm so happy!
It always amazed me how
the light of some dead
stars still comes to us.
They seem to want to say:
"Hey... hey..."
I'm not dead.
"I still exist."
Have you thought about that?
No.
In their universe
they no longer exist,
but in ours
they are still alive.
Alive and dead at the same time,
depending on how you look at them.
Do you like butterflies?
Yes, a lot.
Caterpillars and butterflies
are completely different beings.
Yes.
They don't even eat the same things.
No.
Yet they are the same.
Caterpillars
do not die to become butterflies,
but at the same time
once they turn into butterflies,
they no longer exist.
What a shame they do not live for long.
Men established the passing of time.
It is not said that butterflies,
according to their biological clock,
live less than human beings.
It's a matter of points of view.
That's right, Peter.
It's all about points of view.
You could change things.
No. I'm not worthy.
I'm a Divergent.
That's not true, Peter.
You have welcomed me,
you saved me from hypothermia.
It's not something everyone would do.
Really?
We must go now.
Linda...
Don't touch me! Never!
[whimpers]
Why won't she love me?
Why won't she love me?
Why won't she love me?
Why don't you love me?
Peter
we are not the same.
Ssssh.
The Controllers! Get down!
Get down, Peter!
Get down, Peter! Get down!
Fear. Fear. Fear.
[gunshot]
Easy, Peter. Easy.
Easy!
You're not helping me.
Easy!
[barking dogs and gunshots]
It's me they want! It's me they want!
If I surrender, you'll be safe.
Stay hidden, understand? Hidden.
Hidden, Peter.
- No.
- Peter, get down! Get down!
Don't shoot!
I'm Peter Gamble,
Divergent B42D45684!
Get down, Peter!
Get down!
The identification...
Why didn't you stay hidden?
I can't leave you!
We lost, didn't we?
We are still
masters of our destiny.
They're coming. Are you ready?
[chorus]
[explosion]
[indestinct chatter]
Linda!
The voice!
The voice?
Yes,
always the same.
Why are they doing this to us?
We are not like them.
A phone!
We need a phone!
Once they were used just to talk.
People kept them on the wall.
And a cable tied them up.
And people would stay there
talking, talking, and talking.
Like you and me.
But far away.
Then they removed the wire.
Maybe they got tired of
standing near the wall.
And preferred to stay close
to their loved ones.
Linda?
Do you love me?
I don't love you!
You kind of do though.
No.
Not even a little bit.
You don't love me.
Peter...
Peter, I'm fine with you,
and I don't want to lose you.
But I can't give you what you want.
Because I am who I am?
No. It's not.
It's... hard to explain.
We...
Peter: Are not the same.
Linda: Are not the same.
This is why
you feel like I am different.
Not here!
Sorry...
I'd rather not talk about this.
Words became sentences.
And then
music, videos, photos, internet.
On the buses, on the streets,
everyone was just looking at their phones.
People wouldn't even pay attention to
those around them anymore.
They would buy bigger and
more advanced phones.
People get bored of something easily.
You wouldn't buy something you don't need
if you weren't bored.
Neat trick, right?
With internet I was connected
with the whole world.
Yet I realized that I
was more and more alone.
To the Confederation, I'm a Divergent.
Nobody makes friends with a Divergent.
Nobody has the right to decide
who is different and who's not.
At school...
Everyone would always give the same answer.
It seemed stupid to me.
There may be different answers
to the same question.
Yes, yes.
Think about who you are, think
about what you're worth.
Me, Mrs. Teacher. Me.
Wrong answer.
And yet he wasn't like that, he was
just... different.
I didn't understand why my classmates
would look at me and laugh.
I hated myself for who I was.
Never assume that others are always right,
otherwise it will be you choosing to
exclude yourself.
My father
he couldn't use the computer.
And I made fun of him.
I laughed.
I was almost happy.
Finally someone dumber than me.
Then one day he said to me:
"Peter..."
I never made fun of you
"when you couldn't use a spoon."
My dad got sick.
Dad... don't die.
I held his hand.
I wanted to cry.
"Peter, don't cry.
A man doesn't cry."
When the Controllers came for him,
I didn't want to.
He hugged me.
"You mustn't be sad.
This is not the world I want to live in".
It was the first time I saw him crying.
They terminated him a few months ago.
I'm sorry.
Why does the Confederation end sick people?
Being sick is not a crime.
It can happen to anyone.
Yes.
But they are not productive
according to the Confederation.
I don't understand.
It's all too complicated.
It's very simple.
You can choose to live like this,
or try to change things.
You can't change it.
There's no way.
A pod of dolphins
got on the beach.
They lost their sense of direction.
People watched them die,
and did nothing to save them.
A child holding his father's hand,
had his eyes full of tears.
Suddenly he left his father's hand
and ran to the shore.
He started pushing the
tail of the largest dolphin
as hard as he could.
And he was pushing, pushing.
But no matter how hard he pushed,
he couldn't get the dolphin
back in the water.
Someone said:
"Hey, baby. What do you think you're doing?
You can't change that!"
But the baby kept pushing and pushing.
Then the father approached him.
And stroking his hair, he said:
"He's right. You can't change things".
The boy looked his father
right in the eyes.
"They will change for what I can
push back in the sea."
And he started pulling, pulling.
Then the father, touched,
started helping his son.
And together, father and son,
they pushed and pushed.
But as far as they pushed they could
not save the dolphin.
It was too heavy.
Two boys approached them.
And they started helping
the father and son.
Now there were four.
And in four,
they started pushing, pushing and pushing.
And they finally pushed the
dolphin back to the sea.
And then one, two, three more people...
Then four people arrived, then 5, 10, 20,
and all together
they managed to save the dolphins.
The impossible is just a thought.
Not a rule.
But someone needs to have
the courage to start.
They influence us
through Media, advertising, and school.
And you know why?
Because they understood that the mind
is the only prison you can't escape.
What are you doing among the Divergents?
When you're born,
someone else chooses your name,
and you're labeled with a religion,
nation,
race,
and gender.
Do you think it's fair to
spend all your life
defending something you have no say about?
That's why I'm here.
[indistinct monologue]
But you?
I'm thinking.
About what?
I need to go to the bathroom.
There's no bathroom here.
Stand in the corner and do
what you have to do.
Don't worry, I'm not looking.
There's nothing to read.
If I don't read, I
sometimes I would bring my phone...
What about you? How do you do it?
Sorry, Peter. Now I have other
problems to think about.
Don't turn around, huh?
The stupidest things were
written on the Internet.
But everyone was able
to express their ideas.
People could discuss,
but many wanted to be aways right.
We argue to understand
not to be right.
Before the war I had a house
with a bathroom.
Then the war took everything away from me.
No one could have imagined it.
However, it wouldn't have taken
much time to figure it out.
Who won in the end?
When a war breaks out, no one wins.
Everyone loses.
The Confederation has
normalized everything:
No war, no riots...
And no questioning.
Many were afraid.
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
You only live once.
No, Peter.
You only die once.
You live every day.
We are prisoners.
Afraid of what?
Afraid of what?
Don't push me, I won't.
What are you gonna do to me? Huh?
What are you all afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
"I told you to bring your
phone, go get it!"
"Hey, you shouldn't come to school."
"An idiot doesn't go to school."
"You're a burden to everyone,
you should be "terminated".
"Idiot! Do you understand me when I talk?"
"Are you listening? Huh? Idiot!"
"What are you doing?
Are you challenging me?"
"Want me to pick on you?"
No. Don't hit me. Ow, ow.
No. Stop! No, please.
[screams]
Peter...
Peter, calm down.
You're with me now.
Calm down.
Enough... enough... enough.
I was screaming...
I cried...
I was asking for help.
But nobody wanted to help me.
Nobody helps a Divergent.
To my classmates,
I was not a human being.
I didn't say anything to my father
about those kicks that almost killed me.
I didn't even tell them about when they
made me drink their pee.
Dad suffered in silence.
Because I am a Divergent.
But I could notice it.
You know what this is?
No, you can't.
"Fuck the Confederation!"
He told me once.
"Be strong, Peter."
Don't be afraid.
"Go ahead, straight ahead."
However, I couldn't do it...
My mother died during the war.
One day she left home
to look for food.
A car bomb...
Boom.
We found nothing of her.
I miss her.
I was talking to her
through her photos.
She seemed to really listen
to me, you know?
She smiled at me,
with that smile on my picture.
Always the same.
I couldn't do anything else.
One day Dad came home.
He was smiling, I've never
seen him like this.
Yet they had terminated
his dearest friend.
He died happily
leaving a selfish and violent world.
That's why Dad was smiling.
Can you change that much?
Being a human being
also means
being humane.
Don't you?
Dad
how are we different from animals?
"We can stop"
and think
whether what we do
"is right or wrong."
And what if we don't stop and think?
"The cruelty, Peter..."
That
"is only a human trait."
Why did you push me?
We don't have a lot of time.
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad
stentor... xomert.
Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad
stentor...
What are you saying?
You were saying that
the first time we met.
What does it mean?
It's complicated.
Dad said:
"Something's only complicated when
you think it's complicated."
Peter
we are not the same,
But I have a job to do.
And you are part of it.
That should be enough.
You shouldn't be here.
Where you're going!
Got it!
Look.
You can eat it, you know?
- Do you want?
- No.
Is it... good?
No.
Just don't think about it
when you're hungry.
And you're not hungry?
All right, Peter...
I'll try one.
That's a big one.
Here, here.
Don't let him get away.
No. Close, close.
Chew it up and put it down now.
So you don't taste too much.
How does it look?
A delight.
You want one more?
We will be next.
Linda...
When they come for us,
I don't want to look scared.
I just don't know how.
You want me to see you scared?
You know what I said
while I was unconscious,
the first time we met?
If they stop hating each other.
We will bring peace and prosperity
to every human being.
They'll have a place in our community.
We'll grow up together.
This is your mission.
This is your mission.
Why do you want to help us?
We see endless horizons
where you build walls
and borders of barbed wire.
You have reached this level
of evolution without
adequate awareness of the risks involved.
No one before you had shown
such a crazy desire
to self-destruct.
My primary directive was:
To inform you of the danger.
So he didn't just tell me.
I tried to talk to people, but...
Someone laughed at me.
Some of them got scared.
Nobody really took me seriously.
People
don't want responsibility.
People prefer to think they are not strong.
People forget that they have
the power to change things.
Why don't you intervene?
We are not allowed to change free will.
If you want to change things,
it all depends on you.
You don't have to stay here.
Hey! Hey!
Is someone there?
Do you hear me?
There's a mistake.
You're doing it all wrong!
We couldn't live like this.
Hey... can you hear me?
You're looking at the stars
on the wrong side!
This is not your world.
You are wrong, Peter.
You are my world.
We are not the same,
but we are not so different.
Love for us means
merging into one creature.
Without dying.
And we'll be united forever?
Forever.
And they won't be able to stop us.
[dramatic music]
Attention! Attention!
Cell 211! Danger!
Attention!
Attention! Danger!
[dramatic music]
[applause]
[music]