Cargo

Synopsis: In 2270, Earth is completely depleted and no one lives there anymore. Those that have money move to Rhea; but most of the population lives in orbit in space stations. Dr. Laura Portmann decides to work in the cargo ship Kassandra in an eight year travel to Station 42 that is in orbit of RH278 to raise money to meet her sister Arianne in Rhea. They keep in touch with each other, but their messages take three years to reach the other. Laura joins Captain Pierre Lacroix and his crew composed by the First Officer Anna Lindbergh; Communication Officer Miyuki Yoshida and Igor Prokoff and Claudio Vespucci. The Sky Marshall Samuel Decker joins the team since the terrorist group Luddites, led by Klaus Bruckner, is bombing the stations. Lacroix organizes shifts of eight and half months for each crew-member while the others rest in cryogenic sleep. Three years and eight months later, Laura finds that there is apparently a stowaway in the cargo compartments and Decker and Lacroix are awakened to i
Director(s): Ivan Engler, Ralph Etter
Production: Atlantis Pictures
  2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.2
Year:
2009
112 min
701 Views


My name is Captain Brookes.

I am a witness.

I am part of the filth of it all.

Each night,

shadows long since dead

watch me try to flee.

All seems fine, the ship sets sail

but at the deepest point in mid-ocean

a blackness settles upon our souls.

There's an old saying amongst sailors:

"We have a corpse in the cargo."

Good drum. It's perfect. - No, thanks.

- It can say everything you want.

- This bag... - I said no.

- It's real skin. It's nice!

You can buy for your girlfriend.

- Yeah, my girlfriend. - You can.

She'd kill me if I buy this crap.

- I give good price, no?

How much?

I'll give you five.

OK, ten, more than it's worth.

Alright, my last offer, 15.

Because it's your lucky day.

- Is not for you.

And it's not for sale.

F*** you.

Give me that bangle!

- F*** it! - Give me the bangle!

Alright, I'll give you the bangle.

I'll give you the bangle!

Stop it, you arsehole! Piss off.

Very funny! Very funny.

Passport.

OK?

What?

Visa.

I'm from Germany. It's a European

passport so I don't need a visa.

Come with us.

I want a bottle of whisky

and none of this Japanese shite.

A bottle of f***ing whisky, OK?

F***'s sake, will you listen?

Patience, sunshine.

Don't f***ing touch me.

A bit of f***ing patience, alright?

Watch what you're doing, sunshine,

or I'll take your head off!

Thank you very much, mate.

Thank you.

Are you f***ing blind there, c*nt?

- Blind as a bat, sunshine.

Who the hell are you?

I'm Chris.

Spike.

- Sasha.

Are you guys together?

- We are down the docks. On a ship.

Them too?

You?

- Trying to get home.

You might wanna see this.

What is this?

An export license.

You'll have no problems.

Don't worry.

- I like to worry.

I swear, you'll have no problems.

How many can you get?

- As many as you can pay for.

You'll scare it, you mad bastard.

- How much is it worth? - 700 Dollars.

F***! Better than the last time.

- Aye. If they survive.

Make them survive.

We lose the birds, we lose the ship.

Where are you heading?

- Marseille, France.

Marseille. You understand?

Marseille.

I wish you the best.

- No.

Come on, man. Have a drink.

I said no.

Marseille.

You put the money up your arse,

you little wanker! Come here!

I'm with them.

Heading for Marseille.

F***ing move it. Move it!

Move that box up there!

Keep coming!

Keep coming!

Keep coming! Down, down.

Right, lift it!

Got enough of this stuff to last for

ten days? - They'll be fine. - What?

They'll be fine. - What do you know

about it? You don't! F*** sake!

They know.

They can tell. They know.

- Herman.

Just let it go, OK?

Just let it go. Let it go.

OK?

Shut up!

You're an animal.

Yes, I'm an animal.

You're a machine.

Yes, I'm a machine.

Big f***ing...

I saw you.

I f***ing saw you!

Come down here!

Now! Now!

F*** you.

Come here!

What the f*** are you laughing at?

Come here.

Closer.

Closer.

One word...

and I'll cut your f***ing throat.

So?

It's a long story.

- Cut it short.

Picked up a truck in Spain.

Spare parts. - All stolen.

I'm not a thief. I just helped

my mate to drive it down.

He went back to pick up another truck.

I stayed,

to see the place,

bummed around and got mugged.

Some stupid bastard stole my money and

my passport. - What kind of passport?

What's the difference?

I'll work my way.

My little chirpy friend,

you are a stowaway.

Fines, police, courts, immigration!

You're about as welcome as a hedgehog

stuffed up my ass. - What passport?

German. A European passport.

How much money was in his wallet?

About 50 dollars.

I'll pay him back. I'm sorry.

But when I heard Marseille, I could

not believe my luck. I took a chance.

I wanna get home.

So you risk our home?

What do you mean?

You can work with the Baptist.

I don't need him.

In the kitchen.

I prefer not.

In the kitchen.

Take him to his bunk.

Room number nine.

Room number nine.

If you don't mind, captain...

- I do mind.

You're in there.

What's wrong?

You shouldn't be here.

Who the f*** are you?

My name's Chris.

Can I help you?

- No, I just heard the voices.

Nobody was here so...

Any normal people on this boat?

Just one.

Who's that?

- You.

Why are you called the Baptist?

I used to baptize people.

- Not anymore?

I believe in nothing anymore. I cook,

that's it.

You're no ordinary cook.

What are you doing here?

You be careful.

Seven days to go.

Head down.

Mouth shut.

Get off this boat.

Hey, Fifi. Toilet time.

What the f*** are you laughing at?

Toilets.

Dirty bastard!

Sh*t!

"Rebecca,

for nothing is secret

that shall not be made manifest."

There's no way home!

And we can't fly.

We can't go home.

The birds all know!

The birds all know

that we can't go.

We've got no wings!

What the f*** is wrong with him?

- I don't know, I don't know.

Overimportant

and nowhere else to go but turn back.

Turn, turn, turn right on West-Asia!

Turn right on West-Asia! Can't fly!

Can't fly!

Come on, you fool!

Jump! Jump! Jump!

Can't go home. Can't go home.

They've come back. They've come back!

They've come back!

You have to come down.

OK? You have to come down.

Excuse me, Tweetie.

Can you pass the salt?

There you are.

Thank you.

Stop it!

F***ing leave him alone.

Found it

by the birds.

It wasn't there this morning.

This yours?

No.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Go and look.

Luis.

The two Franks.

And you.

No. No!

Now.

- Not me!

No!

- Go!

I don't wanna go there!

Come on.

- What are you doing?

Where are we going?

What are you doing?

Lock the door, shut your eyes

and go to sleep. Now!

He knows nothing!

- Who knows he's here?

Who the f*** knows he's here?

I don't trust him.

Just get rid of him!

What did I tell you last night?

Where did you sleep?

Captain wants to see you.

Come in, Chris.

You have family, Chris?

Yeah.

You must miss them.

We're close.

Did you sleep well last night,

Chris? You seem tired. - Fine, thanks.

Sweet dreams?

I never dream.

Clear conscience.

And you?

Didn't sleep a wink.

Why did you stick up for Herman?

I don't know.

There's always one. - Just happened.

- One against the gang...

Takes courage. I admire that.

What was the moment...

What was the moment

when you thought "enough"?

What f***ing difference does it make?

F***!

You know, don't you?

They know too.

What?

Don't pretend. I know that you know.

You know!

- What are you talking about?

About the boy. The boy!

What boy?

- The boy!

And Rebecca.

Don't pretend you don't, you know!

I don't understand, I'm sorry.

They've come back.

Who?

They've come back.

It's nothing, Herman. Just cool it.

The killings.

You know.

Herman.

Herman?

F***ing liar.

Search the place again.

Find him.

Down there

all by yourself with Herman...

did he mutter anything

that might help us?

He does mutter, doesn't he?

You're a curious lad.

What did you ask him?

Why he climbed the mast.

What did he say?

He told me about the birds.

How they can fly back home thousands

of miles to the same old nest.

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