The Humanity Bureau Page #5

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to life outside the city.

He's running towards his past.

The idea of something better.

It'll lead him nowhere, sir.

Perhaps.

But if we all ran,

who would keep our secret?

Well, it's possible some are

too big to keep, sir.

I agree.

You can't kill seven million people

and get away with it.

Eventually, you'll be found out.

We're on the wrong side

of history, Porter.

Hey, the last page is missing.

Yeah, it's in my pocket.

It's got my nuclear

submarine on it.

As soon as I save six bucks,

I'm gonna order one.

You know this is

80 years old, right?

- I know.

- Yeah? Okay.

Thanks.

Here.

You need some water?

Uh, no thanks.

Two millirems.

That's standard

background radiation.

We could see

the cooling towers.

This needle should be posted

to the top of the meter.

You wanna hand me

that lantern?

Smart.

It's two millirems.

We're safe.

Why would they say there's radiation

when there's none?

Mom, why would they

scare us like that?

Because it's easier to build fear

than build a wall.

Let's go.

I spy with my little eye

something green.

A tree.

I've never seen so many.

Maybe we're dead

and we don't know it.

Maybe the afterlife

is stuffed full of trees.

Lucas.

Uh, what does that

red light mean?

Forget it,

I think I know.

Run! Run!

He thinks he's home free.

That was close.

Help us, please.

Help us.

Come on, please.

I will shoot you in the back!

You have no jurisdiction here.

You know, this place just looks

more impressive on a map.

It's a nice spot.

How'd you know

there's no radiation?

I didn't.

It takes balls, Noah.

This road leads nowhere.

Never did.

You should've known that.

I will take that.

All right, look,

Nobody needs to know

what you've done here.

Just return what you've stolen.

We'll redeem your reputation.

You can start over.

You know, unfortunately, I-I...

I only have

the one return ticket.

No!

Mom!

You are not a hero, Noah.

And you will never be.

Give me the memory card.

You want the memory card?

Let the boy go free.

Let him go, Adam.

He's a child.

This isn't his fight.

He's not a child.

He's a monster.

And I should take your eye out.

All right, run.

Go, before I change my mind.

Give me the memory card.

Go! Get out of here. Go!

- Come here.

- Get out, run!

He doesn't know you're his father.

No.

Probably for the better.

It's empty.

It's blank!

It's empty!

He told you to run.

Do you not listen?

That'll do, that'll do.

That'll do,

you little monster.

Yes, I'm certain it's Kross.

There's trouble.

Mom.

Mom.

You can find me.

I've been waiting

almost a week for Noah.

And that memory card

he gave Agent Westinghouse

was blank?

Did Noah give you anything?

New Eden is a death factory.

A 20-square-acre gas chamber

containing six crematories.

These are the

faces of the innocent.

The seven million victims

of state-sanctioned genocide.

Be scared.

Be very scared.

You may be next.

Let the revolution begin.

Where are you going?

To the city. All of us.

There is a revolution.

Haven't you heard?

What the hell is goin' on?

Oh, sh*t!

When I was a boy, I couldn't

wait for summer vacation.

I've done the math

calibrated the imperfections

I got my slide rule

from school

You add it up

And it don't add up

I could shed

some light on it too

And I'm just inches

Close to the finish

'Cause sittin' vigil would do

I calculated every

combination, every

misdirection, every

subtle deception

Kickstart my thinkin' I was

lost in space

Starin' at the

spot on the moon

Negotiating the anticipation

of reentering the atmosphere

too soon

I actually laughed

at the math

and the observations

Maybe it's me

who's come unglued

A careful study

of the situation

No one here

has been fooled

'Cause I'm just inches

Close to the finish

'Cause sittin' vigil would do

I've calculated every

combination, every

misdirection, every

social deception

Kickstart my thinkin' I was

lost in space

Starin' at the door

to my room

Negotiating the anticipation

of reentering the atmosphere

too soon

I've done the math

I've done the math

And anytime

I feel

consumed

It's just one day

to the next

The best I can do

Well, anytime

I feel

confused

Well, I won't just

hold my breath

And try to

make it through

Well, every day

I feel consumed

From one day

to the next

The best I can do

And every day

I feel unglued

Well, I won't just

hold my breath

And try to

make it through

I've done the math

I've done the math

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