Escape from Paradise

- Give me that medallion.

- No, it's mine.

- Give it to us.

- I saw it first.

You might have seen it first,

but I picked it up before you.

Escape From Paradise

Finally.

- Are you a man?

- What do you think?

Yes, maybe.

Only because I'm dressed?

You mean you're scared of an old man?

- And who might you be?

- I'm Cosma.

- And who gave you that?

- I found it on the beach.

It's mine...

Give it to me, they stole it.

- Did you open it?

- No, it's sealed.

- That medallion has a long story.

- What story?

A story of two kids who

had a great dream...

A great, irresistible desire...

And they would never have

succeeded without that medallion.

Hi, Theo.

What is it?

Nothing...

I wanted to see you.

We saw each other less than

ten minutes ago!

Are you upset I called?

No, of course not.

- Did you see the news?

- Yes...

I watched all of it,

I didn't miss a word.

Did you hear my father's proposal

about lowering the age for couples?

Yes, I hoped it might

change something for us.

It's a shame they didn't approve it.

It wouldn't have changed anything...

Harry has the last word...

- If he doesn't select us.

- What do you want to do?

I don't know.

I don't know.

But it would be terrible if

he said we were incompatible.

- Understood?

- Yes, yes...

You're so boring.

- Understood?

- Understood!

Listen, I wrote this for you.

Perhaps Harry will choose us.

- It's a chance in a thousand.

- I don't want to wait.

Certainly not ten years...

And then to hear them say

I can't be with you.

You're right.

It seems almost absurd.

What was so absurd?

A lot of it was absurd!

Theo and Beatrice were two young

human beings who loved each other...

But the cruelty of their world wouldn't let

them live how they would have liked to.

They were completely different...

But their love broke all the rules.

What did their parents say?

No, I just called her.

- We see each other every day now.

- Do your folks know about Beatrice?

No, you're the only person I've told.

I think you're compatible.

Thomas, the trouble is it's

not you who decides, it's Harry.

What's going on?

Answer me?

It's very hot.

Yes, it's true.

To be honest, it feels

hotter than previous years.

Are you sure you haven't

programmed Harry for July?

I don't think so.

Thirty eight degrees in the sun,

exactly the same as last year.

Then why can't we handle

the heat this year?

Well, perhaps...

Perhaps we're getting old.

What do you think?

Shall we turn it off?

Yes, that's enough for today.

Turn it off.

Turn off the simulator immediately!

It doesn't work.

- Activate Caleb.

- Caleb!

Eliseo, did you hurt yourself?

Forgive me.

- Father!

- What is it, Theo?

Something happened to Thomas,

there was an explosion...

- I saw lots of smoke.

- Calm down!

- What happened?

- How should I know?

- Why did they stop transmission?

- It's probably a technical fault.

I don't think so,

this isn't the first time.

Theo, calm down,

don't worry...

Eliseo...

Wait for me.

Will you explain?

Promise me I won't regret telling

you the truth... Promise me!

I should go,

I don't want to be late.

What's wrong, mother?

What's happening?

Did Theo and Beatrice know

the truth as well?

- No.

- Why not?

You wouldn't understand...

You live under the sun...

You can play with your friends

on the beach...

- But the world was different then.

- What about the world?

I would've told the truth,

why not say it?

You can't always say it.

And those few who lived down there

used it to control the lives of others...

They didn't tell lies,

but half truths...

Until nothing changed.

And this way everyone thought

they were happy.

...he's a man by the name of Tal,

from the third platoon.

What is the accusation?

No...

- First I want to know who is making it?

- Alex.

- Is it countersigned by Thor?

- No.

- Then let's hear what Thor has to say.

- Don't you trust Alex?

The law states that accusations

against platoon members...

...must be signed by

their commanding officer.

This is President Mike.

- Get me Thor.

- Sorry to disturb you, Commander.

- I'd like to know something.

- What?

Tell the council the charge against Tal.

Simple...

Returning from a mission outside...

He didn't present himself

for decontamination.

How could one be so irresponsible?

It has taken generations

to win the approval of the council...

But he thinks it's okay to disobey.

- Thank you.

- It's my duty...

Sir.

President, do you want to

hear the accused?

Let's not waste time,

you know what the law states...

The death sentence.

I propose Tal is deprived

of decontamination.

- Agreed.

- No decontamination.

As far as the girl in sector 37 who

killed her parents is concerned...

I'm sure you know what to do, Thor.

The council has decided.

Wake up.

You're not dead yet.

Your death starts now.

With us.

Who are you?

Where am I?

I'll be kind to you...

Seeing as you only killed your

mother and father.

I'll assign you to one of the

external patrols.

Don't touch me.

From this moment, your life

depends on this weapon.

Put it on.

Don't lose it...

Because that would mean

the end of you.

I want to return to my sector.

Your sector!

You did well killing those

two a**holes...

They're soulless...

They're monsters...

Blackmailers.

I hate them with all my heart.

All of them.

What is it now?

Hi, Theo.

It's always me calling you.

- Are you ready for the lesson?

- No.

But we have a test tomorrow.

So, anatomy or physiology?

Anatomy.

- Where were we?

- Facial muscles.

- We're monsters under our skin!

- It's good thing we have it.

You were great, I even recorded

it last year when we first met.

Come on.

If you think it's so beautiful,

then touch it.

Go on, caress me.

- Where are you going?

- Bye.

Come back.

- Here I am, Theo, I'm back.

- You're beautiful.

- Now look at me close up.

- You're even more beautiful.

But I might be made of rubber, ice...

How do you know?

- Can I study with you?

- Leave us alone.

You always come at the wrong time,

go and study with Silvio.

Okay, I get it, you two

always want to be alone.

What a pain.

You know something...

When my mother strokes me...

I imagine it's Beatrice's hand.

The other night, I so longed to

be in my father's place...

- With you close to me.

- I don't know what to do, Theo...

I can't take it,

I can't sleep anymore...

I think about us,

day and night.

So do I, Beatrice.

But there's nothing we can do.

Please don't torment yourself like this.

Let's hope our friends enjoy

themselves tonight.

I always find these evenings

incredibly tedious.

You're right, it's hard to

enjoy yourself these days.

It's enough to send you asleep.

Father's medallion!

Beatrice.

Where are you?

I'm here.

- I was resting.

- It's my father's medallion.

- All the councilors have one.

- Is your father asleep?

No, he's dining out with

his colleagues.

They'll be back late,

we have all the time we need.

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