Believers Page #2

gonna have to take you guys with me.

- Hell, no.

- You're kidding, right?

Listen. We got a call.

We came out here, just doing our job.

We're paramedics. We're out of here.

There's no way we're going with you.

Yo, Vic, call this in, man.

Yeah, it's bullshit.

I'm gonna call somebody right here.

You motherfuck!

He f***ing shot me, Dave.

You shot my partner. What the f***?

Leaving you here

is not an option for me.

Okay, fine. We'll go with you, okay?

- Just put down the guns, please.

- F***. F***.

Stay down.

They didn't even

give her a chance, man.

Let me see your shoulder.

It's clean, in and out.

No talking.

Out of the truck.

Come on. Let's go.

- What the f***?

- Keep moving.

Be careful.

Okay, man. Watch your step.

Slowly.

Can't you see he needs help, man?

Motherfuck!

We'll tend to him

once you've been decontaminated.

What do you f***ing mean,

decontaminated?

We're freezing, G.

Okay, okay. I'm clean, I'm clean.

You motherf***er!

Hey, hey. Easy, easy.

I got it. I got it.

- How are you feeling?

- Like sh*t.

I can 't move my arm.

Hey.

- Dressing looks good.

- Sit back down.

What is this place, Dave?

Who are these people?

I have no f***ing idea, man.

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.

Can I get you something to drink?

No, we're good. How about

letting us the f*** out of here?

I understand you are feeling upset

right now.

Hey, we were trying to save

that woman's life.

Her death is your fault.

You know that, right?

I'm truly sorry

for your current situation.

But our actions were necessary

to preserve the integrity of our mission.

Mission, huh?

What mission?

In less than 13 hours...

...we will be leaving this place.

What is this place? Is this a kind of

government experiment or something?

Who the f*** are you people?

We're the Quanta Group.

The what?

We are a small organization.

A dedicated few with a common goal.

"A common goal."

And what goal is that?

To perpetuate our species.

You could've fooled me.

Listen to me.

You can't just kidnap two paramedics

on a call...

...without somebody knowing, okay?

If we don't show up or check in...

...someone's gonna come looking for us.

You understand that?

By the time they have determined

what has happened, we will have gone.

Gone where?

Take them to the Reflecting Room.

I'll need to discuss our options

with the Teacher.

- What the f*** is the Reflecting Room?

- Let's go.

- You think about what you're doing.

- Come on. Let's go.

You hear me?

You think about what you're doing.

I'm sorry for this, sir.

We had no choice.

Come on. Let's go.

I said, let's go.

- Hey.

- Come on...

Easy.

You guys are making a huge mistake.

You know that?

Know what the maximum

for kidnapping is?

Yeah, it's like 20 years.

You really want that?

You are the one who will be

serving the sentence. Not us.

These people are freaks, man.

What's up with those tattoos?

You see them?

They're like devil's pitchforks

or something.

I have no idea.

How's your arm?

It hurts.

Hurts like hell.

- Dave?

- Yeah?

You think they're gonna kill us?

No.

If they were gonna kill us,

they would've already done it.

I knew something bad

was gonna happen.

I knew it.

You remember that tremor

we had last night?

My mother's picture fell off the wall...

...and broke glass all over the floor.

It was the only thing that fell off. It was

the only thing that was damaged, Dave.

Listen, Vic. Please don't...

Don't start with that superstitious

mumbo-jumbo sh*t, all right, buddy?

We'll figure a way out of here.

How are we gonna do that?

Like I said.

We don't check in...

...they'll come looking for us.

The appearance

of an objective world...

...distinguishable from

the subjective self...

...is but the imaginary form...

...in which consciousness...

...perfectly realizes itself.

An independent reality.

In the physical sense.

It cannot be ascribed

to the phenomena...

...nor to the agencies...

...of observation.

- Stop it. You're hurting her.

- No.

No, Libby, no.

- You cannot touch the Teacher.

- He's hurting my mom.

You're gonna kill her.

Take her to the Reflection Room.

It will do her some good.

- You're gonna kill her.

- She shouldn't be here.

- Kill her. No, stop! Stop! No.

No, don't. I want my mom!

Libby, what you did

endangered all of us.

So you need to reflect...

...and find your equilibrium

before it's too late.

Why are you locking her up, huh?

She's only a little kid.

What could she have possibly done?

God's gonna punish you,

you stupid bastards!

Libby.

Libby, can you hear me?

Remember? We came to help your mom

at the gas station.

No talking.

Listen, I need you to talk to me, Libby.

Please.

Please be quiet. They'll hear you.

Look, Libby, I know you're scared.

But I really need you to tell me

what's going on here.

I'm not allowed.

These people are freaks, man.

They're freaking cuckoo.

They're some kind of devil worshipers.

That's what's going on here, Dave.

Vic, look.

You need to relax, all right?

Libby, can you tell me

where they took your mother?

Can you tell me what the mission is?

The Teacher says we were chosen.

Chosen?

What does that mean?

When the sun comes up

in the morning...

...the Teacher's going to take us

to the new world.

He says we can live there forever.

And where is this place?

On the other side of the universe.

You hear that sh*t, man?

This is some kind of freaking

Hale-Bopp or Bob...

...or some kind of Heaven's Gate

kind of suicide cult, man.

- Freaks.

- Vic, please.

Libby.

Libby, did the Teacher tell you

how he was gonna take you there?

We all have to go to sleep first.

Oh, Jesus.

They probably wanna do

the same sh*t to us, man.

- That's why they haven't killed us yet.

- Vic, Vic. Please, please.

Look.

We don't know that for sure,

all right, bro?

What time did they report?

Three-forty-four, sir.

We're showing them as still on-scene.

Still on-scene?

Yes, sir.

- Okay.

- I'll verify with central dispatch.

Give me a buzz

the second they report in, okay?

Will do.

- All right, thanks.

- Sure.

- Are they inbound yet, Cap?

- No.

Damn. They better get back

before my shift's over.

Vic owes me 20 bucks on the game.

It's working on three hours

since they left the station.

How much you want to make a bet

they're celebrating Dave's good news?

Dispatch says they're still on-scene.

"A sign of evolution

to complete the system.

A, B, C. 1-5-4."

What the f***

do these numbers mean?

- Undeniable truth.

- Hey, Vic?

- Yeah?

- You hear that?

Yeah. What is it?

Voices coming from somewhere.

Where are they coming from?

- The Teacher will show us...

- Hey, wait. There's a vent in here.

- What are you doing?

- I'm gonna check it out.

Be careful.

We'll be surrounded by love.

Be careful.

Oh, yeah.

Just be calm

and don't worry about anything.

The Teacher's gonna

take care of us...

...and then we will rise up

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes