Cube 2: Hypercube Page #3

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He's delirious.

He knows something,

all right?

I'll carry him myself,

just--

The first one had numbers...

What do you mean,

'the first one'?

- Let him go.

- I'm out of here.

Oh my God.

Are you okay?

Did you hit your head?

Yeah. I slipped.

It's a wall.

It wiggled.

- You sure you're okay--

- Look. There it goes again.

That--that--that--

That's-- that's-- I don't know.

No!

Holy f***.

What is that?

I don't know.

But I don't think we should

stick around to find out.

- Come on, let's go.

- Come on.

Come on, Sasha, I'm here.

I'm right behind you, honey.

Hurry, let's go!

Easy, easy...

For Christ's sake.

What the--

Come on.

There you go.

- Grab right there.

- Where are you?

Come on, Colonel.

It's time for us to go.

I'm not done with you yet.

I'm not going.

What did you do that for?

I'm not going anywhere soon.

Well, f*** you.

Come on, Kate.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, where's the key?

Do you have the key?

You mean this?

Yeah.

No.

What did you do that for?

You don't honestly think you can escape?

We have to try.

Oh my God.

This is gonna hurt.

Kate,

get the hell up here!

No. I'm not leaving without him.

For God's sake,

he's a dead man. Move.

God.

There's no time left.

Let's go.

Oh my God.

There's got to be a way.

Get the-- get the hell out of there.

- Oh my God.

- Leave him, he's dead.

Oh my God.

Let me go.

Let me go.

It's still coming.

Come on.

So what the hell happened back there?

I don't know.

Hello.

And where did you come from?

What's your name?

I'm-- I'm Kate.

Don't you remember me?

I'm Mrs. Paley.

The Colonel was our only link to this place.

Maybe not.

I designed the door panels in here.

The touch sensors.

What?

I was freelancing for a subcontractor, I...

You didn't think this

was worth mentioning before?

I signed a confidentiality--

Given our current situation,

I'd say it's null and void.

- Jesus Christ!

- The legal--

What the hell is this place?

I don't know.

You don't think the guy that makes

the toilets in the space shuttle,

gets to see the plans for the rest of it?

You must have had some

idea what they were building.

It was experimental.

It was a prototype.

For what?

- I'm not sure.

- For what?!

Leading-edge stuff.

There were rumors...

What kind of rumors, Jerry?

What rumors?

Quantum teleportation.

Pardon?

They were just rumors.

You mean, like...

'Beam me up, Scotty'?

Okay.

Now this is getting ridiculous.

What do you know, Jerry?

Nothing.

- You're lying.

- Why would I lie?

Because both you and the Colonel work for them.

Them? Who the hell are 'them' anyway?

What? The government?

The mafia?

Aliens?

Oh my goodness.

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