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I'm very happy to be alive.

Please, forgive him.

He appears to be frozen again.

You'd better take a seat, Marc.

Because what I'm about to say

will knock your socks off.

You see, in his past life,

Marc had a great love.

A love cut short by

illness and death.

Her name was Naomi.

And Naomi, having missed Marc,

for the rest of her life,

decided that she, too,

would have herself cryonized.

Of course, here at Prodigy,

we couldn't let their

story go unfinished.

So, we're gonna do it.

Naomi Keller will be the second

human being ever resurrected.

Don't worry, we won't be asking

you to take out your wallets.

You'll gladly hand them to us.

Because the future of

medicine is in our hands.

Because immortality...

is only a question of time.

Marc.

Why did you leave

without saying anything?

We wanted to share

your big night with you.

You know, I wonder

who's really the monster.

Me, for what I am,

or you, for what you've done.

Who said anything

about monsters, Marc?

I did.

I suppose, you've seen the recordings.

You could've closed the file

cabinets, so I wouldn't notice.

Listen,

not a single day goes by,

not a single moment

that I don't remember those people.

I recite their names

to myself every morning.

At first, I was so tortured

by each failed reanimation,

that it made me wanna

quit the project.

I'd prepared my resignation

over and over again.

But at the same time,

each failed attempt brought

us closer to our goal.

Every time, it made more and

more sense to try again.

Did you think reanimating you

would be the result of some miracle?

The suffering of those people

became a living hell for me.

I couldn't sleep anymore.

I lost my family when

they found out about it.

But that was the risk I had to

take to get as far as we have.

To bring you back to life, Marc.

Do you still not see

how important it is?

I can't stop you from talking about

what you saw in those recordings.

I won't.

But Prodigy's standing is

very fragile at the moment.

And if you talk about it,

Project Lazarus will go bankrupt.

That's the bottom line, Marc.

The failed reanimations

are my responsibility

and I have to live with that.

But you have another responsibility

as the key to the project.

You get to decide whether or

not humanity will ever

have a chance to benefit from it.

Were they part of humanity?

Maybe not to you people.

Maybe they're out-of-date humanity,

or second-rate humanity.

You know, I don't believe you.

I don't believe you ever

really cared about their pain.

Do you care?

Do you really care about my pain?

Of course, I do!

I have done everything I can to

treat you and ease your pain.

I can't give you a better life

than the one I already have.

And you know what?

Maybe that's the part

you can't take.

That the life I gave you isn't

the one you were expecting.

You wanted paradise for

a few thousand dollars,

and I only gave you

the life you already have,

with all its defects and

all its limitations.

I might have a body that's

loaded with defects,

but I noticed I'm pretty strong.

I know.

I created your muscles.

And I see you people from the outside,

and I don't... I don't care about you.

And I don't care if you live or die.

It'd be very easy to cross

the line and take revenge.

But you haven't got the guts.

I crossed the line and

Project Lazarus is all I have left.

If you cross it,

you'll be left with nothing.

Drink this.

It will make you feel better.

I'm sorry, Marc.

I'm sorry that I'm the

least capable of all people

to relieve you of your loneliness.

But she's so young for you!

- Hey, Jeffrey!

- What? Yo!

Can a man be alive

only in his mind?

Live only based on memories?

I can't forget

the life we've had

or the love we shared

the tenderness

How could I love

anyone else

if i was born again?

God, I've missed you.

How are you?

I'm fine.

How are you?

I'm great. Everybody came.

I'm happy.

Everything's going like I wanted.

You are the only thing missing.

I'm here. I'm here.

Hey, you know?

I've been thinking a lot about us

And I think, despite everything...

Ours was one hell of a love story.

It is one hell of a love story.

Let's join the party.

Wait, Marc.

I'll do it.

I'm... I'm gonna be

with you when it happens.

Your heart is made of gold

How could I love you through

someone else?

Thank you, Naomi.

Look to the streets,

watching your feet,

as they slowly walk away,

sunlight guides you to the corner.

Pull over please,

my mistery,

there's something I need to say

why don't you choose this time to stay.

A little after midnight,

Don't steal my man.

Don't you steal him! He's mine!

you seem so far away from home.

I've got ganas to besarte,

but has to alejarme,

here we go again.

Look to the streets

watching your feet,

as they slowly walk away,

sunlight guides you to the corner.

Pull over please,

my mistery,

there's something I need to say

why dont you choose this time to stay.

Marc, Marc, Marc, Marc!

Naomi, Naomi, Naomi, Naomi!

donde nos lleven los pies

(oh yeeeee)

And I'm waiting for this moment,

come again.

(oh yeeeee)

Dale!

Se viene, se viene, se viene y se va.

Se viene, se viene, se viene y se va.

Could I live in the past,

going over and over it with

Mind Writer,

filling it in,

polishing it,

making things up,

until it reaches perfection?

I love you.

I don't know.

There's only one thing

I can see clearly now.

Life is nothing more

than a state of matter,

like a gas or a liquid,

a form of molecular organization,

and there's nothing transcendent

or divine about it.

Its only objective is to

perpetuate itself through motion,

change, adaptation.

Life isn't worried about any species,

much less any individual.

We're nothing more than the

chunks of mud it uses as a vehicle.

Life is what's scary, not death.

That it's always on

the verge of extinction.

That it exists wherever it shouldn't.

And the soul, you may ask.

What about the soul?

Well, maybe the soul is the bit that

gets lost when you freeze the meat

and then thawed out again.

Hi, Elizabeth.

Hi, Marc.

- How are you.

- Fine.

I'm fine.

We'll have to get you back

to the room and connect you.

It's been a long night.

- Are you okay?

- Sure.

The Naomi announcement is big news.

Her being here will make

you feel better, you'll see.

Less alone.

What about you?

Won't you feel alone?

Didn't you feel more alone tonight?

I love both of you.

I can't wait to meet Naomi.

I'm sure we'll get along great.

There's been enough guinea pigs

already, don't you think?

Marc, they're not going to reanimate

her if they're not sure about it.

I don't even wanna imagine Naomi

feeling like she's

trapped in someone else's body.

Someone else's life.

- That's your fear talking right now.

- Fear again, huh?

You know...

There's something I haven't

told you about my past life.

I never talked to you

about the day I died.

Naomi was with me.

Picked a day and

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