Galaxy of Terror Page #3
- I don't trust him.
- Why not?
At the ship,
when Trantor disappeared...
Well?
The corridor does appear
to remain open.
Let's get out of here.
You do what you want to.
I don't want Kore behind me.
(WIND HOWLING)
I'm not going down in there,
Cabren. It's too tight.
It's definitely
getting stronger.
I can't take in anymore.
I'll burn out if I do.
Aren't you afraid?
Too scared to be.
Well...
What are the odds
of us getting out of here?
If we play the odds...
We'll lose.
Come on, Baelon.
Baelon.
(MONSTER GROWLS)
ALLUMA:
Baelon!RANGER:
Baelon! Stop it!- What is it?
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
I don't know.
I thought I saw something.
This idiot here starts firing.
Baelon.
I'll go first.
CABREN:
It's gonna be tight,Alluma. But don't worry.
- He nearly got me. He nearly got me.
- (SHUSHING)
What a magnificent
piece of work.
It's still here.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Baelon. The pack.
(MONSTER SNARLS)
(MONSTER SQUEALS)
Baelon. You should stay close.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What are you doing, Baelon?
It's the second time
Shut up, Ranger! Shut up!
CABREN:
Baelon!Baelon?
(SOFTLY) Stupid son
of a Caleban b*tch.
Go ahead, I'll catch up.
It seems to be
activated by this.
Cabren!
Kore, move the door again.
Not all the way.
See?
If we could complete
the form...
Kore, close the
door all the way.
No, wait!
Hey!
Baelon!
Kore, open the door!
The other way, Kore.
(RATTLING)
(ROARS)
- Baelon! Baelon!
- There's another one!
Come on.
Come on, open the door!
Yes!
(ROARS)
Ahhh!
He did this.
Kore!
It's not Kore,
he's just an old man.
Oh, yeah? Well, where is he?
There's nowhere to go.
I hate this place.
- I hate it. I hate it!
- Alluma. Alluma.
Where the hell is he?
I don't know where he is.
Forget Kore!
Ranger?
- Ranger?
- What is it?
Nothing.
I keep seeing something...
And then nothing.
Stay close. We can't afford
to be separated.
Damned if you do
and damned if you don't.
Ranger.
In future, you see
something, you call us.
Quit lording it over me like you
of the Academy, Cabren.
Believe me,
those days are long past.
What?
I said quit playing the Master
with your friends, Cabren.
Old buddy!
'Cause I'm done
crawling after you!
Do you know that, buddy?
I'm shredding myself with my own
bloody fingernails. Did you know that?
Do you even care?
Whether you care or not,
you're gonna pay for all this.
'Cause I'm gonna stop
your sniping at me.
I'm gonna stop you, Cabren.
I'm gonna!
- I'll stop you now!
- Ranger!
Ranger!
(ENERGY PULSATING)
CABREN:
Alluma?Alluma?
(GRUNTS)
(INAUDIBLE)
Ah!
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WIND HOWLING)
(PANTING)
Blood, no guts.
Can't be real.
(CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)
I'm fighting myself.
Cabren!
Cabren!
(SCREAMS)
Cabren!
Cabren!
No! No!
Cabren!
Get off of me!
No!
Stop!
Get off of me!
Stop! Ahhh!
RANGER:
Cabren!Well...
Cabren.
(SIGHS)
It was my own fear
that attacked me.
Brought to life,
somehow, by...
By this place.
I knew that when I saw Alluma.
There's no horror here
we don't create ourselves.
If that's true, it's finished.
KORE:
Finished, Cabren?There has hardly
been a beginning.
I knew it!
Where is he?
Damn you, Kore!
You watch out for him.
Kore?
You...
You know this place.
Yes.
And you watched
while we died?
And you said nothing.
I will find a way to kill you
for what you've done.
Perhaps you will.
But enough, Cabren.
Why let your
emotions rule now,
after showing such admirable
control of your fear?
You already won the game.
A game.
A children's game, Cabren.
This pyramid is
an ancient toy.
A brilliant initiatory toy for
the children of a vanished race,
How can you know this?
This is where I became Master.
Why did she have to die?
Why did they all have to die?
Damn you, why?
They could've lived, Cabren.
They could have chosen
as you have chosen.
Until now.
(ENERGY PULSATING)
(ROARING)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
Dameia?
Quuhod!
(YELLS)
(GRUNTING)
(ALL GROWLING)
(ALL CHUCKLING)
ALLUMA:
Cabren.Cabren.
Cabren.
Cabren.
Cabren.
Cabren.
Cabren.
(GASPING)
Now.
It's just you and me.
But now, you cannot find the rage
that made you want to kill me.
Yet I am the same
man I was before.
It is done.
You wanted me to kill you,
and I have.
I've killed the Master.
No.
Only an old man.
You cannot kill the power
that is a Master.
I will never do
what you have done.
Too late.
You are the Master.
I can leave.
Refuse, and allow
your planet
to plunge into chaos?
That, too, would be
the effect of your power.
But you would still be Master.
That is who you are.
You are the Master.
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