Cloud Atlas Page #8

Freeze!

I.M.E! I.M.E!

Who are you?

Commander Hae-Joo Chang.

First Science Officer of the Union Rebellion.

Why are you doing this?

Because I believe you have the power to change this world.

(Now drop that rope. Let go that rope. Oh, that rope.)

("Hands a bleedin', can't let go.")

Hands a bleedin'. Can't let go. No.

Thank you, Zachry.

You savin' me twicely now.

You fall; I'll catch you.

Excessive force confirmed.

Stop them. Stop them now.

What are you doing, boy? I thought I made myself clear.

- Do what you want. I'm leaving!

- Fine, Frobisher.

Go, but I take this.

- Give that to me!

- It's mine!

I'm warning you!

Under the conditions of this relationship,

I'm certainly within my legal rights.

Give it to me! Give it to me or I swear to God I will

kill you as you stand!

Please. You're a coward.

- I'll do it.

- You won't pull that trigger.

Your kind never does.

[Pacific Journal. Adam Ewing.]

Yes. Yes, well...

how... how is our worm today, Adam?

I'm afraid it has taken the best of me.

Oh no, no. Nonsense. Nonsense.

You mustn't give up. You must think of your beautiful wife.

You must think of Tilda.

They're trapped in the damway We've got them.

What are you doing?

Come on! Come on, get in here!

Nay, the dead never stay dead.

Open your ears and they never stop a yibberin'.

What is this place?

Afore the Fall,

Old Uns built dwellings

beyond the sky, among the stars and

this place joined here with there.

[Whispers]:
Sonmi

'Tis she.

The Old Uns prayed to Sonmi same as Valleysmen?

Nay, not 'zactly same.

Come on.

And stay close. Fabricants get snatched here.

- All clear.

- Thank you.

No sweat. We're partners. But you gotta tell me

what's happening.

Okay. Let me take off these clothes, call the cops

and I promise I'll tell you everything that happened

in the morning.

Okay. But, I hope you realize you just said exactly

what every character, in any decent mystery, says

right before they get killed.

Good night, Javier.

What'd you mean down there?

'Bout, the Old Uns and Valleysmen prayin' to Sonmi

not 'zactly the same?

Some men... seems they were different.

Different?

How?

You want the true true?

This is where you live?

This is where Union was born.

Sonmi weren't no God.

She died hundreds of years ago on a faraway pen'sula.

Deadlanded now.

What?

I cogg Valleysmen's beliefs.

I know Abbess teached ya Sonmi was a miracle,

birthed o' Darwin, God o' Smart. But, ain't the true true.

Her life was sad n' judased. She died tryin' to change

the Old Uns thinkin'.

Lies... nothin' but lies.

Nay. Nay, you're... You're lyin'.

(The nature of our immortal lives is in the)

(consequences of our words and...)

Sonmi?

Before she died, she spoke of her acts n' deedins'.

Her words a heart-say blessin'... 'mindin' me

was the true true.

How long are you listen to this? How long

you jus' stand there

'n' let a stranger keep fuggin your bliefs up n down

n in n out!

(Our lives are not our own.)

(From womb to tomb, we are bound to others.)

Zachry.

You a'right?

Finish your sussin.

Ssh!

If I want to kill you, you'd be dead.

I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanna talk.

Be cool. All right.

And if I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already.

How's that feel, huh? Good conversation start, isn't it?

You are Lester Rey's daughter; that's for goddamn sure.

- You knew my father?

- Korean War.

I was in the 2 - 1.

That's me on the end, next to your dad.

The mortar landed so close, it could have dropped out

of my ass.

If your father hadn't done what he did, I wouldn't be here.

Guess that makes two of us.

Oh, yeah.

You ain't let go that rope cos you a lustin' for that

darkly, sweet meat.

I cogg it all, now.

This whore, with her cokeynut skin and her slywise mask,

smilin' n' wormin' her way, so you trust n' bring her here,

scavin' n' sivvin' for what?

For what, fool?

They want the island. The Prescients want it all.

You judasin' your kin for a piece of ass.

She ain't your tribe; she ain't even your color.

This jezebel ignores you your yarns n' ways,

spinnin' n' spoutin' her whoahsome lies an' you lap it up,

like a dog in heat!

- It ain't true.

- Ain't it? Then do sumthin' to stop her!

Take your spiker an' slit her throat!

Protect your tribe. Protect your sister, little Catkin.

Kill her now, 'fore it's too late!

They will kill you.

- You don't know these people like I do.

- Yeah?

Well if that's all you came to tell me,

you're a little bit late.

Somebody just forced me off the Swannekke Bridge.

This is out of control.

Do you know who did it?

The contractor calls himself Bill Smoke.

- And uh...

- What?

He got Sachs.

Isaac?

A bomb on his plane.

The press is blaming the PLO.

He was a threat. Like Sixsmith. Like... you.

Bring 'em through.

Sonmi~451, I am most honored to meet you.

I am General An-kor Apis. Leader of Union.

Who's paying 'em?

The same guy that pays me.

Lloyd Hooks?

Hughes & Pikes Consulting.

Yeah, I heard of 'em.

They're, uh... lobbiers for oil companies.

But... why would Big Oil...

hire Lloyd Hooks to run a... nuclear reactor?

You got that same look your father used to get.

You see it, don't you?

Hooks doesn't want the report discovered,

because he doesn't want the reactor fixed.

He wants it to fail.

This is about the future of energy in this country.

They want the explosion, the chaos and carnage.

The more deaths, the better.

Can't cogg a thing.

Words n' worryins like a wasp's nest,

broke n' prodded by you.

You come elbowin' in my life, yibberin' about the true true

an' never tellin' the whole truth.

I need to cogg what you're doing.

I told you. I come to send a plea o' help.

Help, why?

To steal our land? To kill n' slave us all?

What do'u want?

Prescients' dyin', Zachry. Just like Catkin.

This world poison me n' all my kin.

We get no help. Find no home offland away.

I say-so truesome. We not svive.

We not svive.

Ayrs has the dogs after me.

The bullet passed through, killing little more than

his appetite,

yet he's out for blood. I have to pay the piper.

- I should call the cops.

- It won't help.

How do I know you're not lying to me?

Smoke will be coming for me...

as soon as he figures out I'm with you.

We need that report.

I can't protect you for long without it.

- General Apis...

- You, my dear...

are proof... our efforts were not in vain.

But... I'm just a dinery server.

I was not genomed to alter reality.

No revolutionary ever was.

I'm sorry.

I cannot do what you're asking.

It would be a difficult choice for anyone.

But, before you call your decision final,

there is one last thing I would like you to see

in order to fully understand what we are fighting for.

Cross your fingers n' toes.

If your prayer be answered,

any Prescients never return to the Valley again?

Those wishin' to come with us... be welcome.

The Valley's my home.

Are you all right?

I know... it is forbidden.

Sixsmith, I climb the steps of the Scott Monument

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