S. Darko Page #4

Synopsis: July, 1995, the time is out of joint. Two teen girls, Sam and Corey, have left Virginia for L.A. to start over. Sam's brother has died and her family's shattered; Corey's too wild. They have car trouble in a small desert town, where Corey immediately starts her partying ways, where a meteorite strikes a windmill, and where a burned-out Desert Storm vet predicts the end of the world in four days. Sam hallucinates while sleepwalking, young men have disappeared from town, and cars come out of nowhere to cause accidents. Time travel may be possible, but it takes courage and resolve. Is the addled war veteran right? If he is, can Corey or Sam make things right?
Director(s): Chris Fisher
Production: 20th Century Fox
 
IMDB:
3.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
13%
R
Year:
2009
103 min
Website
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will matter at all.

So Corey doesn't matter?

No. She matters.

It's just-

I believe everyone has something

that they're meant to do.

Potential, or-or-or destiny.

Like, I was destined to get my hands

on that meteorite.

And it turns out that-that it's not even

a meteorite at all.

It has this-this metal in it that doesn't

even exist on the periodic table.

I think- I think

I'm gonna call it Framium.

Like your last name?

Everything's changing for me.

I can see things that I only

used to dream about.

What happened to your arm?

It's, uh- It's just a rash.

Sam.

Is there anything I can do?

Bring back my friend.

Buy me that dress.

I can't afford that.

You can't bring back

my friend either, can you?

No.

Well, then what good are you?

Sam, please.

Hey. Get lost.

You f***ing kiddin' me?

Hey.

Surprised to see you here.

I was just, um, returning your book.

Oh. Do you wanna talk?

About?

How if I told you that God

could show you the way...

- make sense of things?

- I don't think so.

You know, he can find you too-

help jump-start your future.

I'd like to show you something.

What do you say?

Come on.

Sometimes I like to just

come in here and sit...

and just stare up at that screen...

and wait for God to show me

his plan for my life.

So, uh, you do a lot of drugs

when you were younger?

Go ahead.

You try it.

Look up there on that screen

and try to visualize...

what you think God's plan

for your life is.

- You go first.

- Okay.

What do you see?

I see a light.

A divine, guiding light.

So, what do you see for me?

Well, you have to look for yourself.

Go ahead. Picture-

Picture what you think

God wants your life to be like.

So, what did you see?

My childhood.

- Oh, you can't go back.

- I thought it was my turn.

Well, if you want to be born again,

you have to forget the past.

Jeremy told me you were in prison.

What did you do?

Uh-

That's not very...

important.

Is that why you found God?

To save yourself?

He found me.

Do you know that...

everything in the universe-

everything- is God's will?

- What about black holes?

- Everything.

Dinosaurs?

- Everything.

- Herpes?

You know, it's no coincidence that

you're here with me. You know that?

I have something for you.

A little bracelet.

"W.W.J.D."

"What would Jesus do?"

Here. Let me put it on your wrist.

It's okay.

Just a friendly little reminder.

You don't know how special

you are, do you?

See, I thought

you were gonna trust me.

No. I changed my mind.

Do you know that God

can change his mind too?

Sam- Sam, listen to me.

Where were you?

We were supposed to raise money

for the church today. That was our plan.

We-We were just talking.

- Right, Sam? We were just talking.

- Yeah. Just-Just talking. Here.

Good thing

sinners can repent, right?

Trudy, nothing happened.

I believe you.

She made you do it.

I didn't do anything.

John, my bracelet's missing.

Let's go.

"When the manipulated awaken...

"on their journey

to the tangent universe...

"they are often haunted

by the experience in their dreams.

Many of them will not remember."

Death comes to us all.

Here we come.

Time to die.

Give it back to me.

Why are you looking at me funny?

Why are you looking funny?

What happened to you?

Grandma told me you would come.

I don't know your grandma.

What's your name?

Justin Sparrow.

Roberta Sparrow?

Show me how to do it.

I understand now.

Sh-Show you what?

You know, they found

your dog tags in the church.

They said you burned it down.

We had to get to higher ground.

Look here.

Wh-What's that?

Your dream face.

Just like you showed me.

Donnie liked to draw.

- How'd you know his name?

- You told me.

When?

When you were dead.

I remember the future.

Trudy?

Hello?

Burger, fries, Pepsi-

no tomato on the burger.

- Please.

- Good goin', kiddo.

And don't you worry.

They'll find him. They always do.

- Who?

- Iraq Jack.

You still mad at me?

No.

It wasn't my fault.

The car came out of nowhere.

I know.

You saw my brother's bones?

If you went up to that mine

a day earlier...

might have found

Billy Moorcroft still alive.

They say he probably suffered.

I'm sorry.

He just left him there...

to die.

Cold and alone.

They think Iraq Jack did it?

- Yes, he did.

- Why?

Found his stuff.

Right up above the mine.

He didn't do it.

Doesn't matter anymore.

My brother, Corey, Billy-

they're dead.

That's it.

I didn't tell you something before.

My brother died too.

I was 10.

Ever since that day,

nothing's ever been the same.

Never will be.

We can't change that.

Think it'll ever get easier?

Probably get worse.

- Maybe it's up to us.

- How?

Wake up, start over.

I wish I could believe that.

We have the same holes

in our hearts...

you and me.

Show me how.

Please show me how.

- I'll show you how.

- No!

Three hours, 41 minutes

and 35 seconds.

That's when the world will end.

I'm sorry. I failed.

But he didn't do it.

I told you everything.

I spoke with Trudy myself.

She's lying. It's hers.

How dare you accuse me!

This is my bracelet.

What do you think?

I think it's the nicest thing

anyone's ever done for me.

That can't be true.

It is.

Well, uh, that's just the beginning.

I want you to come watch

the fireworks with me tonight.

- I don't know.

- Oh, come on.

It's gonna be beautiful.

You don't want to miss it.

I- I really don't know

if I'm up for it.

You shouldn't be alone.

I mean, just-

Go ahead. Try it on.

Huh?

Why are we up here?

This is the best spot.

I don't wanna be up here.

You look beautiful.

Come on.

This is right where

the fireworks will come up.

It'll be awesome.

You'll see.

Just forget about everything.

You know, for one second.

Clear your mind.

F***ing duds!

Did you see that?

- What?

- This-

This is- This is impossible!

- What? The fireworks?

- No.

- The tesseracts.

What happened to you?

That rash is gnarly.

Well- Is that all

you can think about?

Look at the sky.

They're coming.

And there's only one person in the world

I wanna watch this with.

Just one kiss. I really need this.

Are you really that superficial?

Or maybe-

Maybe you're just a cock tease and you've

been stringing me along this whole time.

Jeremy, you're creeping me out.

- Maybe you could just calm down and-

- Calm down?

Here's me being calm!

Holy sh*t.

If you could see...

what I see-

Sam?

Only you can save the universe.

Sam?

Sam!

Wake up. Start over.

Outside

The storm clouds gathering

Move silently along

The dusty

Boulevard

Where flowers

turn and crane

Their fragile necks

So they can in turn

reach up

And kiss the sky

They're driven

by a strange desire

Unseen by the human eye

Someone's calling

I remember when you held

My hand

Over here

You all right, Frank?

I don't believe this.

Sell this thing off to some

meteorological nerd club...

you might just do okay.

What kind of a man

do you think I am...

to try to make a buck

off another man's death?

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