Cube 2: Hypercube Page #3

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- Get back here.

- What's happening?

- What's going on?

- Help!

Try to give me your hand.

- Help me!

- You okay?

What the hell is going on in there?

Max,

don't be an idiot.

- Come on back.

- No, it's okay.

- The gravity shifted.

- She needs help,

- she may be hurt.

- Wow.

Are we going in there or what?

Maybe she knows something.

What about our...

less agile members?

I have an idea.

Hello.

Whoa.

I'm all right.

Miss?

Hey, Miss.

Hey.

Wake up.

She's on her way.

I guess it's time for plan B.

Give her mouth-to-mouth and see if it works.

Think I should?

Oh, very funny.

Hi.

What's wrong?

What the hell?

Where am I?

That's the million dollar question.

Does she have to keep cackling like that?

Come on,

let's get this over with.

All right. This is going to be some kind of...

Yeah, Mrs. Paley.

Just keep laughing there.

This is more fun than I've had since

my thirteenth birthday.

Glad somebody is having fun.

This reminds me of that rope swing

we used to have at home.

For God's sake, Mrs. Paley,

this isn't a game!

Come on.

Come on down.

Simon, you guys,

keep her steady.

All right, all right.

Come on.

Okay. And you're down.

That's good.

It's okay.

She's down.

- We've landed.

- Yeah.

It's your turn, you'll

have to climb around the sides.

Well, this is a lot

like the other ones, isn't it?

Christ.

This is going to be fun.

Hello there.

I'm Mrs. Paley.

Who the hell are you people?!

Well...

I'm Kate,

and this is Mrs. Paley.

And I am Julia.

And this is...

Hey. Is this your jacket?

No.

Well then how did I...

I must have had more

to drink last night than I thought.

There's nothing in here.

How the hell did I get here?

Have we been kidnapped?

That's a really good question.

Does anyone remember how we got here?

Last thing I remember was going to sleep.

Where?

In my bed.

Where do you live?

Lincoln, Nebraska.

Kate, I am a healthy, married,

male white engineer,

who enjoys reading horror novels

and eating chocolate ice cream,

as well as climbing around psycho-jungle-gyms.

Okay.

I remember driving home

from Maine State Hospital.

It was late,

and I just wanted to get home,

I've been working long hours.

I'm a psychotherapist.

Simon.

New Haven.

I was out for a drink.

What do you do?

A consultant.

Management consultant.

Yeah, right.

And I'm Santa Claus.

Okay, Max.

How about you?

I live in Palo Alto.

I design computer games.

The last thing I remember,

I fell asleep on my keyboard.

Sasha.

And where do you live?

New Mexico.

I was doing my homework

in the kitchen, like I always do.

Nothing ever happens to me.

The last thing I remember...

is taking the dog for a walk.

Julia?

I was at an after party

for a premiere in Santa Monica.

Are you an actress?

No.

No, I'm an attorney.

Let's just say if I was kidnapped

it was for the ransom.

So we've got Silicon Valley,

Connecticut, Nebraska,

Hollywood, Maine.

Mrs. Paley,

where exactly do you live?

In that high-rise at the corner

of Riverside and 94th.

Could you give me a lift home, dear?

I seem to have lost my daughter-in-law.

Ignorance is bliss.

This doesn't make any sense.

Yeah, well...

I think they probably flew us here.

Drugged us and flew us out here

in private or military jets.

That's what I think.

- Where is here?

- I don't know.

Your guess is as good as mine.

They could have built

an hypercube structure anywhere.

And if this thing really does fold space,

we could be literately anywhere.

What the hell--

What?

Here is that number again.

This can't be the same room.

Jesus!

It's not, because now they're

in a string of other numbers.

There just can't be that many rooms.

Maybe they are not room numbers.

Maybe somebody else figured something out.

We are definitely not alone.

Check this out.

What is it?

What's happening?

Julia,

is that your watch?

No.

No, it's mine.

It--

Well, this is bizarre.

What, somebody else

uses a watch just like yours?

Somebody is playing games with us.

Sh*t-- look--

this is the watch that my wife

gave me on my 40th.

See?

This is the watch we've just found.

Maybe it's your game

that we are playing, Jerry.

You designed the doors,

your watch. What's next?

- No, I--

- For the love of God, Mrs. Paley--

Mrs. Paley, please don't.

Oh, my goodness,

I think he's still alive.

- Mrs. Paley, please.

- Get her down.

Easy, careful.

Is somebody in there?

- What do you see?

- Jerry?

Oh, God.

There's a guy down here.

Oh!

- The gravity's shifting.

- What's happening?

You okay?

Are you all right?

Simon,

what's going on?

My God.

Hey, hey, fellow.

Oh, Jesus.

- Be careful.

- Ugh!

- Is he alive?

- I don't think so.

- Let's roll him over.

- Yeah, yeah...

Oh God, is he ripe.

What-- what is that?

Oh!

It looks pretty dead to me.

I hope he's still alive.

He's been here for a while, Mrs. Paley.

Oh, poor man.

Who do you think wrote these numbers?

He must have written them himself,

It's all upside down.

It's the same writing

as those numbers we keep seeing.

Oh, no!

It's poor Dr. Rosenzweig.

You know him?

He'll never get his Nobel Prize now.

- Who the hell is he?

- Holy Christ...

Phil Rosenzweig.

Last year he was the leading

theoretical physicist in his field.

- Which was?

- Quantum chaos.

Oh God, Phil Rosenzweig.

I read his book--

- Oh Jesus.

- Oh my God.

Is he--?

Kate, is he--?

- Yeah, he's gone.

- You are positive?

Uh-huh.

Somebody--?

I'm here, Sasha.

Got you.

Does anyone understand these numbers?

What was he writing?

Beats me.

May be he was trying to calculate

his way out of here.

Looks like he ran out of time.

How did old Mrs. Paley know him?

- I don't know.

- Hey, look. More numbers.

Same handwriting.

The question is,

did he solve it before he died?

God. She's okay.

Are you okay?

He must have finished it here.

Look, there it is again-- 6-0-6-5-9.

How does that get us out of here?

- It's got to mean something.

- Yeah, but what?

I don't know,

but we better remember it.

You know, I wonder if is he's got a...

What are you doing?

That's disgusting.

Found a pen.

Hope you have better luck than he did.

Oh no,

this can't be happening.

Oh dear.

Oh dear, just wait.

Oh, I'm such an idiot.

Oh, no. Wait a minute.

She's gonna drive me insane.

Oh,

it was right here.

- What is it, Mrs. Paley?

- Izon, where are you?

I'm such an idiot.

- Did she say Izon?

- Izon, where are you?

You come back here this instant.

Who are you looking for Mrs. Paley?

Have you seen my dog?

He's a darling little Shi-Tzu.

Darn it.

Her dog's name is 'Izon'?

That's weird.

I thought Izon was a--

A weapons manufacturer.

Yes.

And you guys would know that because...

I read the papers.

- Mrs. Paley...

- Poor puppy...

Mrs. Paley, are you sure

you didn't leave the dog at home?

No. He was right here.

I'm such an idiot.

This breaks my heart.

Mrs. Paley...

Mrs. Paley,

what do you do for living?

Oh, nothing.

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