Tomorrowland Page #6

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- Frank.

All those years in exile,

and you still don't understand.

These people are driven by savagery.

If we told them about this place,

then that would happen here to us.

Then nothing would survive.

But it hasn't happened yet!

Actually, it has happened.

You just haven't accepted it.

Well, I don't accept it!

Did you see that? Did you see that?

David, I know that you saw that.

That means that there is a chance.

There's at least a chance...

That went quite well, don't you think?

- What happened?

- You're being deported.

Again.

Well, that's Nix for you.

No new ideas.

Apparently, your

1/10,000 variable in the Inevitability

wasn't convincing enough

to change his mind.

Be gentle.

You okay?

You know, you'd think

somewhere in the zillions

of questions that I was asking you,

you could have said,

"Casey, that stuff's

not really the issue

"because our future-predicting

machine says we're all gonna die."

We did sort of hint at it.

This place has nothing to do with hope.

It's the opposite of hope.

- Come on. Don't say that.

- Why not?

You said it.

No wonder you gave up.

That's before I knew about you.

I mean, you really...

You really are special.

Why do you people

keep saying that to me?

I'm not!

Why'd you even give me this?

You showed me a place that was amazing

and incredible and it was a lie.

If you're gonna zap an idea

into people's heads,

you should really make sure

that it's the truth.

Because you can't do that.

You can't just zap...

What?

Zap an idea into people's heads.

You were pirating the signal.

- How?

- What?

At your house.

All your TVs, your doomsday room.

You were boosting

the feed from that Monitor thing.

- How did you do that?

- No big deal.

They're running so much power through

it now, a ham radio could pick it up.

It's just a matter of finding

the right frequency...

You grabbed a signal

from another dimension.

From a machine here.

That means it's transmitting there.

What if it's not just

predicting the future?

It's broadcasting it.

When I touched this thing

for a few minutes,

it felt like anything was possible.

So then why can't the opposite happen?

What if The Monitor is just a giant pin?

But instead of making

you think positive,

it makes you think negative and it...

And it's convincing

the whole world to feed the wrong wolf.

We need to turn that thing off.

It's time to go home.

David. David.

- It's uninhabited and uncharted.

- Listen to me.

But it looks like a lovely place

to spend your last days.

David... The Monitor is

acting as an antenna.

It isn't just receiving tachyons.

It is taking a possible future and...

And amplifying it,

transmitting it, like a feedback loop.

It's a self-fulfilling prophecy

that's coming from right there.

But it's not just

showing people the end of the world,

it's giving them the idea over and over

again until they just accept it!

It's a ticking time bomb,

and we're the ones that lit the fuse.

We still have 58 days

to try and change things.

But nothing will work

as long as that thing is still on.

Young lady, I'm gonna assume

that your knowledge

of tachyonic fusion is a little sketchy.

Shutting it down is impossible.

There is no off.

I'm telling you what it's doing.

Why don't you care?

Because he's the one that's doing it.

Right?

Let's imagine.

If you glimpsed the future

and were frightened by what you saw,

what would you do

with that information? You would go to...

Who? Politicians? Captains of industry?

And how would you convince them?

With data? Facts?

Good luck.

The only facts they won't challenge

are the ones that keep the wheels

greased and the dollars rolling in.

But what if...

What if there was a way

of skipping the middleman

and putting the critical news

directly into everyone's head?

The probability of

widespread annihilation kept going up.

The only way to stop it was to show it.

To scare people straight.

Because what reasonable

human being wouldn't be galvanized

by the potential destruction of everything

they have ever known or loved?

To save civilization,

I would show its collapse.

But how do you think

this vision was received?

How do you think people responded

to the prospect of imminent doom?

They gobbled it up,

like a chocolate clair.

They didn't fear their demise,

they repackaged it.

It can be enjoyed as video games,

as TV shows, books, movies.

The entire world wholeheartedly

embraced the apocalypse

and sprinted towards it

with gleeful abandon.

Meanwhile, your Earth

was crumbling all around you.

You've got simultaneous

epidemics of obesity and starvation.

Explain that one.

Bees and butterflies start to disappear.

The glaciers melt.

Algae blooms all around you.

The coal mine canaries are dropping dead,

and you won't take the hint!

In every moment,

there is the possibility of a better future.

But you people won't believe it.

And because you won't believe it,

you won't do what is necessary

to make it a reality.

So you dwell on this terrible future,

and you resign yourselves to it.

For one reason, because that future

doesn't ask anything of you today.

So, yes, we saw the iceberg,

we warned the Titanic.

But you all just steered for it anyway,

full steam ahead.

Why?

Because you want to sink.

You gave up.

That's not The Monitor's fault.

That's yours.

Put them through.

Thanks for visiting, Frank.

It was genuinely nice to see you again.

- What are you doing?

- Not giving up.

Look out!

- Get the thing!

- What thing?

The thing I gave you

when we first got here!

Arm it! Get on the platform!

Casey! The bomb!

Get on the platform!

- Now what?

- Arm it!

How?

Casey!

The bomb! Where is the bomb?

One minute to detonation.

45 seconds.

Athena! The bomb.

What do I do? How do I turn it off?

30 seconds.

You can't.

This is not funny!

Frank, get out of there!

It's gonna blow!

Frank, get out!

Get out of there!

- Four. Three.

- Close the portal!

- Two. One.

- Close the portal!

- Are you all right?

- The bomb's gone.

- Can you stand?

- Yeah.

Frank!

No.

The bomb's gone.

- Can you stand?

- Yeah.

Frank!

- What happened? Is she okay?

- I need to get her to a repair module.

Frank! No one's going to repair me.

Not in time.

I need to tell you something now.

Darn.

I'm shutting down.

I'm shutting down.

I'm going to lose sync.

Don't look at me like that.

- If I lose sync, it's not failure.

- I know.

There are things

I need to tell you before the final...

Before the automated program kicks in.

I'm a machine.

I never thought that was bad

until I saw your face

when you found out I was.

I always knew.

No, you didn't.

Systems failing.

Activating last thoughts

saved for Frank Walker.

Log 15:
September 1965.

Frank Walkeris looking at me in

a manner that is difficult to recognize.

It seems imperative to explain to him

that I am an Audio-Animatronic...

Athena...

But I am concerned

that he may be adversely affected

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