Cube 2: Hypercube Page #4

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I'm retired.

I shouldn't have let him off the leash.

Before you retired,

what did you do?

Nothing very exciting.

I was a theoretical mathematician.

Where did you work?

Oh, my head hurts.

At Skippy Research Affiliates--

what do they called it?

A think-tank in Washington state.

She worked for Skippy Research Affiliates

and her dog's name was Izon?

- Mrs. Paley?

- Hmm?

Is it possible that you worked

for Izon Research Affiliates

and your dog's name is Skippy?

How did you know where I worked?

Oh, God.

She worked for a weapons manufacturer?

She's a good friend of our Nobel wanna-be.

I don't think we should trust Mrs. Funnyfarm.

I'm not crazy, and I'm not

hard of hearing either.

I told you no one would believe me.

Mrs. Paley,

what sort of research did you do at Izon?

General, I will not be party to this insanity!

I'm not a general.

I don't care what Alex Trusk says.

It's impossible.

And what's more, it's inhuman.

- Who's Alex?

- Did she say Alex Trusk?

Oh Christ.

We're dead.

This is really getting ridiculous.

Who's Alex Trusk?

Alex Trusk? Hacker extraordinare?

He's a legend.

This is exactly the kind

of twisted maze he'd create.

Alex Trusk doesn't even exist.

Some things should never be created.

They exist for theoretical purposes only.

It would never last.

Can't you understand that?

Okay, you're a shrink.

Can you tell me what the hell's happening?

I... umm...

I'd say that seeing the dead man

triggered some sort of emotional response.

Flashbacks,

post-traumatic stress--

So she is connected to this, yeah?

Skippy...

Ooh,

I think I hear him.

Skippy?

Mrs. Paley,

Mrs. Paley, don't--

Skippy?

Mrs. Paley.

Oh my.

Help me, please.

Uh, uh.

No, don't trust the old c*nt.

She lied about everything.

What a-- Jesus.

What just happened?

It took my head, man.

I lost my f***ing head!

Paley opened...

the portal...

Wait, wait,

I have an idea.

I think we're all tired.

We need to calm down, everybody.

Hold it. Wait a minute!

I have an idea.

Let me guess,

you designed the floor too.

You better have a really

good f***ing explanation, Jerry.

I know what just happened there was a little...

shocking, but it actually

makes total sense if we're--

in a really multi-dimensional

quantum environment.

English, please.

One fundamental idea of a quantum universe,

is that parallel realities

can actually exist simultaneously.

How do you know that,

Jerry?

All you designed were the door panels!

I read it in Rosenzweig book,

it was a big part of this theory.

What if whoever designed this stinking thing

somehow managed to create

a place where parallel realities

can crossover like that?

So you are saying

we just saw Simon and Mrs. Paley

- in a parallel universe?

- Yes, yes!

Stop it!

A universe where things

turn out a little differently.

- F***.

- Uh, please.

Think about it,

think about it.

A few minutes before,

- when you found the watch,

- Yeah.

and we realized that somebody else

had been marking numbers in the rooms, right?

That's when I thought maybe

we should leave markers behind,

in case we doubled back and got side-tracked.

Things like a piece of clothing or jewelry.

I think what a pity it would be

to leave my watch.

But I would do it if I had to.

You're saying that in an alternate reality

we'd already gotten ourselves into such trouble

that you decided that is okay

to leave your watch?

- Yes!

- For crying out loud!

What a load of crap!

There's got to be a logical explanation.

What would you think that is?

This is just an optical illusion or something?

Yeah, sure.

Why not?

Finally, yeah.

A sane idea.

Oh, that's a sane idea.

All right.

If Max is right, why don't you

go and open that door?

- Oh, come on.

- Have a look.

Excuse me?

If you're so sure it's an optical illusion,

open the door and have a look.

You might want to stand

to the side, in case that thing...

F*** off, Jerry!

Okay, hold it!

All right?

Don't open it.

Say Jerry's right,

I think all of this is a hoax, okay?

I think Jerry's either full

of sh*t or part of this experiment.

- Simon, I never...

- Shut the f*** up!

I'm agreeing with you, Max.

I think we're all pumped so full of LSD

and I think we're hidden in some CIA hospital

in Area 51, or whatever.

But let's just say,

on the off- chance

that Jerry is actually right.

Then what happens if whatever

the f*** it was in there

that killed the guy,

killed me,

what happens if

that f***ing thing gets in here?!

What happens then?!

You're all crazy.

Hey, man,

what are you doing?

Just don't f***ing open the door.

What are you so scared of anyway?

I just saw my f***ing head

taken off by something or other.

How's that for starters?

Where did you get that knife?

It's mine.

I collect knives.

He had it when I first saw him.

- He sure did.

- That's convenient.

He's the only guy with a knife here,

if anyone was a part

of the experiment... maybe you.

I know! I know!

I've got it! I've got it!

Why don't we all just

get some ice cream

and everyone will feel

a lot better about everything?

You're funny, Mrs. Paley.

You really are a funny old lady.

You're also cute and senile.

You leave her alone,

she doesn't understand.

All right, she's already admitted

working for Izon,

one of the most powerful weapons

manufacturers in the world.

She recognized the figures on the wall,

and she knew the dead guy.

No. Maybe my alter ego wasn't all that wrong.

Maybe we shouldn't trust dear old Mrs. Paley.

Maybe you're the one we shouldn't trust.

I beg your pardon?

Maybe you're the one we shouldn't trust.

Oh.

I'm going to ignore that,

little girl,

because you're a cripple.

I think we should keep moving, huh?

After you.

Kate, I'm really thirsty.

Me too, sweetheart.

Me too.

I'm exhausted.

Are we there yet?

Come on, Mrs. Paley.

Just hold on a little longer.

Who's this Alex Trusk person?

Are you kidding?

He programmed the virus that crashed

the Tokyo stock exchange two years ago.

He's the one that broke into

the Air Traffic Control Grid,

and crashed those two Air Force jets in Nevada

to protest military spending.

You forgot the one about Alex Trusk

being the first genetically

engineered superhuman,

bred in a test tube, who now

lives and walks amongst us.

That sounds a bit far-fetched.

Don't worry.

Alex Trusk is a conspiracy

theorist's wet dream.

He doesn't exist.

Fine.

Just keep fooling yourself.

Would you people just shut up and keep moving?

Do you really believe this stuff

about parallel universes?

If you asked me yesterday,

I'd say no.

But this place changes your

perception about what's possible.

Look, let's just keep this between us for now.

Yeah. Okay.

Here's the deal.

I'm a private investigator.

I'm on a case,

missing persons.

Given our current situation,

this counts as irony.

You're right.

I think they stuck me in here because of her--

Becky Young.

They've emptied my pockets

except for my knife and this.

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