Solaris Page #3

Mm-hm.

Mm.

- I'm coming right back.

- Right.

- Are you gonna be all right here?

- Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

This door locks from the inside.

- Yeah.

- You'll be perfectly safe in here.

Yeah.

You sure you're gonna be all right?

You-you keep asking me that,

actually. Yes. Yeah.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Stay here.

I was so worried, man.

About this guy. But then you show up,

and I'm even more-more worried about you.

Particularly after the first...

when you sent the first one away.

Yeah, you were pretty...

Pretty, uh... You deserved to be

as freaked out as you were.

She can never know anything

about that. Ever. You understand?

No, no, no, no, no.

I wonder if they can get pregnant.

Where are you going?

- I can't be here.

- What?

You should have told me.

- It wouldn't have made any difference.

- Really?

Chris, I had to!

Obviously I had to. You know that about me.

I had no idea you'd react like this. Listen!

Listen to me.

What's changed?

I didn't even know you wanted one.

Yeah, why would I want one?

Why would I want a child,

or anything that would

bring life into this house?!

- No, no, Chris. No. No.

- Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it! Stop it!

No, Chris, you don't understand.

You have to understand. I had no idea you

felt like that. I won't make it without you.

- Then you won't make it.

- Chris, no, please!

- Let go of me!

- No...

No!

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

You wanna change Gordon's mind.

What if Gordon and your wife, right,

your very nice wife... She's nice, right?

Of course she's nice. Your wife is nice.

They get together, right?

Cos I'm thinkin'... women, right?

Right now we got woman and woman, right?

If we get "women", you know, together on the

same team and all that sh*t, what happens?

You know what happens.

All kinds of sh*t you can't explain happens.

Like the... But good sh*t, you know?

Mysterious, but good. Usually very good.

Things get solved, you know?

That's my plan, you know?

What do you... think?

I'll have to think about that.

"And death shall have no dominion."

"Dead men naked, they shall be one

With the man in the wind

and the west moon."

"When their bones are picked clean

and the clean bones gone,

They shall have stars at elbow and foot."

"Though they go mad they shall be sane."

"Though they sink through the sea

they shall rise again."

"Though lovers be lost love shall not."

"And death shall have no dominion."

You found me.

I came back for you.

I came back that day.

I'm sorry.

All right. Enough hypothesising.

The visitors. Are they or are they not

made of subatomic particles?

Subatomic particles... I'm not sure.

What do you think?

I think... probably.

Stabilised by what?

Guess.

I don't know. Maybe... a Higgs field.

So...

if we created a negative Higgs field and

bombarded them with Higgs antibosons

they might disintegrate?

Maybe. You know,

it would take a lot of power.

Shut down all

the noncritical ship functions.

This is just a theory,

you know? We could be wrong.

- Let's find out.

- We'll take the findings back to Earth.

What if they follow us back?

What if what's happening here

happened on Earth on a mass scale?

Don't you see that as a problem?

I think it's a serious mistake

to assume it's benign.

It's driving us crazy

so it can watch us kill each other.

Is that really why you think they're here?

Given its resources it could have

done anything, including destroy us.

Meet me in the lab in an hour.

- I won't let you.

- How you gonna stop us?

- How you gonna stop me taking her back?

- Shall we pick up the other one on the way?

Shouldn't be too hard. We could

chart its course. Only take a day or so.

Chris, what's she talking about?

- Nothing.

- Her oxygen might have run out.

Maybe they don't need any.

Chris, what are they talking about?

You didn't tell her?

Tell me what?

Tell me what?

- You came before.

- He got rid of you.

You what?

I sent you away.

Into space.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

No. Rheya...

Don't touch me.

Rheya, I didn't understand.

Rheya. Rheya. Hey.

- Don't.

- No. No. No. Don't.

What were you trying to

accomplish with that, exactly?

Kelvin...

It is a mistake to become

emotionally engaged with one of them.

You're being manipulated.

If she were ugly, you wouldn't want her

around. That's why she's not ugly.

She's a mirror that reflects part

of your mind. You provide the formula.

- She's alive.

- She is not human.

Try to understand that,

if you can understand anything.

What about your visitor? The one you're

so ready to destroy without hesitation?

Who is it? "What" is it?

Does it feel? Can it touch?

Does it speak?

We are in a situation

that is beyond morality. Hm?

Your wife is dead.

How do you know? How can you be definitive

about a construct you do not understand?

She's a copy. A facsimile.

And she's seducing you all over again.

You're sick.

We are not taking her back with us.

Leave the light off.

You think you're dreaming me.

You're not Gibarian.

No?

Who am I, then?

- A puppet.

- And you're not?

Well, maybe you're my puppet.

But like all puppets,

you think you're actually human.

That's the puppet's dream - being human.

Why did you kill yourself?

It seemed like a good idea

at the time. Now I think I made a mistake.

- What about your son?

- That's not my son. My son is on Earth.

And that's not your wife.

They are part of Solaris. Remember that.

What does Solaris want from us?

Why do you think it has to want something?

This is why you have to leave.

If you keep thinking there is a solution...

you'll die here.

I can't leave her.

I'll figure it out.

Do you understand

what I'm trying to tell you?

There are no answers.

Only choices.

Rheya?

Rheya?

Rheya?

Rheya?

Gordon!

- What happened?

- She drank liquid oxygen.

She's dead.

No.

I never get used to them.

These... resurrections.

Oh, no.

No.

Why'd you do that?

Rheya?

Don't call me that.

There are two components.

A high-energy proton accelerator

and a matter phase modulator.

By adjusting the tuning frequency I get an

enhancement of Higgs antibosons at 90GHz

and an almost pure beam at 160GHz.

I used it on mine.

What happens?

They disappear,

back where they came from.

It's what she wants.

I won't let her do it.

She'll come to me when you're asleep.

Then I won't sleep.

Don't you see?

I came from your memory of her.

That's the problem. I'm not a whole person.

In your memory

you get to control everything.

So even if you remember something wrong,

I am predetermined to carry it out.

I'm suicidal because

that's how you remember me.

My voice sounds the way it does

because that's how you remember it.

I don't believe that we're

predetermined to relive our past.

I think that we can choose to do it differently.

The day I left and you said you wouldn't make

it, I didn't hear you because I was angry.

This is my chance to undo that mistake.

And I need you to help me.

But am I really Rheya?

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