The Cloverfield Paradox Page #3

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Give me the wrench.

What?

What?

Excuse me?

Yes.

I know.

Hey, Schmidt.

Look at these moisture levels.

Huh.

-What are you doing here?

-No.

What are you two doing up here?

-Against Commander's orders?

-I don't answer to you, Volkov.

-No?

-No.

Then who are you answer to?

German intelligence?

Where'd you get the gun from?

Please put that down.

-Chancellor Gerlach?

-Put that gown down, Volkov.

Was it Gerlach who gave...

Stop it!

Who gave you the wartime orders...

Put the gun down!

You need help, Volkov.

-...to sabotage the Shepard?

- Drop it!

Are you crazy?

Put that gun down!

-Monk!

- Help!

-How long has be been like this?

- He tried to kill us.

Tam, why do you have a gun?

He came to us on X-Deck,

threatened us with this.

-Lock it away.

- Now theres a gun?

Since when is there a gun?

-What happened, Monk?

- What the hell?

Do something, Monk!

-Monk, what's going on?

- I don't know.

We have to help him!

No.

No.

Well, we found the worms.

Hamilton, she's awake.

Okay.

Ava.

How are you on this station?

I have the same question for you.

I don't know.

I was heading to X-Deck...

to find Mundy.

You know Mundy?

Of course I know Mundy.

We've been on this station for two years.

Mundy, Kiel...

Volkov.

Jesus Christ, Volkov.

Everyone except her.

Who is that woman?

Who are you?

What do you mean, who am I?

It's me.

Mina.

Mina Jensen.

-I'm the Shepard engineer.

-No, Tam.

Tam is the Shepard engineer.

What are you talking about?

What are you even doing here.

You're supposed to be on Earth.

Why would I be on Earth?

Because you're our civilian coordinator?

We trained together since ExoMars 6.

We're friends.

I'm your friend.

We've never met.

How can you not know who I am?

None of you know who I am?

None of us.

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

How can you not know me?

How can you not know me?

I'm the Shepard engineer.

Listen to me.

Ava...

don't trust Schmidt.

What?

It was him.

Schmidt sabotaged the ship.

Commander.

What's going on?

Kiel, have you lost your--

You're making a mistake.

Stay out of this!

Jensen warned us about you.

The woman in the wall?

-I checked your communication logs.

-So what?

We deciphered your messages from the BND.

The BND?

We trusted you!

For two years, Schmidt.

-What are you talking about, Kiel?

-Two years!

You were ordered by German Intelligence

to keep the Shepard offline

until Russia was neutralized.

-I swear I never received such an order.

-I saw the order! I saw your response!

Have you lost your mind?

Maybe I am losing my mind.

But I will do everything I can

to keep us alive and get us home!

Until I say otherwise,

this is where you stay.

You're trusting her and not me!

You need me, Kiel!

Kiel!

City wide destruction

has been reported,

stretching from the downtown area

to the residential suburb.

Michael, are you safe?

No, I'm headed to the hospital.

It's gonna be a mess.

Listen, can you get this message to Ava.

Tell her I'll to be in triage

for the next 72 hours.

Michael, listen.

We're trying to get answershere, but...

it's gone.

The station.

We lost signal.

-What?

-I know.

We're scanning everywhere.

It's off comms, off radar...

Did it break apart?

Did the station fail?

We don't know.

Look, I promise I'll get back to you

as soon as I know anything.

I'm so sorry.

Just don't lose hope.

I believe it's still up there.

Somewhere.

Michael?

I'll call you back.

Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Here! Help!

Sh*t!

What the--?

Help!

Whoa!

Ouch!

-Mundy.

-Get me out of here!

Kiel, help me!

Help me!

Hamilton, help me out.

It's pulling me further in!

Pull me out!

Oh, man.

Anyone ever seen anything

like that before?

Guys?

Where's my arm?

Where's my bloody arm?

-No pain?

-No.

Not physically.

It's like he was born this way.

Except I wasn't, was I?

He's in shock.

Can you stop talking like I'ma kid

and these are my parents?

Sorry.

I don't know the rules, now.

Do you think there's any chance...

it might grow back?

I don't know.

I don't know what to believe anymore.

This your way of apologizing?

Kiel?

Kiel?

I need the whole crew on M-Deck,

as fast as you can.

-Who let you out of the airlock?

-Just get here, now.

What is it?

What is that?

That's my f***ing arm.

Hold it quick!

Hold my arm, please!

Quickly, come on!

Hold it!

Be easy with it.

Are you controlling it?

-I'm not controlling it. It's over there!

-Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure because I'm giving you

the finger right now.

How is that alive?

Logic doesn't apply to any of this.

One thing is clear.

The overload did it.

None of us believed it was real,

but this is the paradox.

Excuse me?

Particles interacting with each other

across two dimensions.

Okay, I'm gonna sit down.

Two distinct realities in a multiverse...

fighting to occupy the same space,

creating chaos.

These aren't the things we know...

because they don't belong to us.

Jensen.

My communication logs.

Guys, check out my arm.

I think my arm's trying to

write something.

Somebody get a pen. Quick.

This is madness.

Go!

That's creepy!

"Cut...

Volkov...open?"

What are you talking about, arm?

-It's nothing personal, Volky.

-Mundy.

-He was your friend.

-He was about to shoot me.

-Well, you know, before that.

- Guys.

Monk?

Sorry, I can't do this.

Come on. You're the doctor.

I can handle it.

There's something...

No...

-What the--

- ...way, Jose!

Come on.

So we're hoping that

the piece ofequipment

you found in someone's stomach

is what's going to save the day.

Good luck, everybody.

Putting it on the viewscreen.

Look, there's Cassiopeia.

It's upside-down.

We're upside-down!

Guys, we moved and we're upside-down.

Check the other side of the sun.

Scanning.

My arm helped us find the Earth!

Targeting all receivers.

I'd clap, you know, if I could.

Let's let them know we're still here.

We could receive, but we can't transmit.

Let's make that happen as fast as we can.

Let's request a shuttle and give them

status on the Shepard.

And have them send us some champagne.

Or some dumplings.

Wait! Guys, listen.

Sources say the number

of those killed today

could be even greater than the blitz

on Berlin.

-The fourteen-month-old European war...

-Fourteen months?

...no sign of

resolution.

This, as China sends warships

further west...

What are they talking about?

What's going on down there?

...from All Chinese

embassies.

All this with nations still reeling

after the destruction

of the Cloverfield Space Station.

Hamilton, is there video?

...most recent attempts

to create safe renewable energy...

-Oh, my God.

- Viewscreen mode.

...a catastrophic

failure two days ago.

Losing its brave crew of six...

debris from the Cloverfield has crashed

into the Atlantic Ocean.

Salvage crews are en route.

President Usman is set to make a statement

from the Rose Garden at 5:00 PM

Eastern Standard Time.

I don't get it.

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