Residue

Come on, man,

it's New Year's Eve.

Aren't cops allowed to have

a good time too, Maurice?

Wouldn't it be easier

to just get the operation?

Enjoy the fireworks, mate.

I gotta account for those,

you know.

Gonna make me

come up short. Again.

( fireworks whistle

and explode )

( no audio )

( camera shutters click )

JENNIFER:

Give me home office.

Respectability. Punctuality.

JONAS:
Punctuality, okay.

JENNIFER:
Punctuality.

Give me being on time.

( camera shutters click )

Uh, yeah, is the...

( laughs )

That's the one, yeah.

What do you do again,

for a living?

Photo...

Photographer, yeah.

( techno music plays )

( woman screams excitedly )

All right, then.

( phone rings )

MAN ( over answering machine ):

It's Mathis. Leave a message.

LOUISE ( over phone ):

Dad, where are you?

I snuck out.

Mom will kill me, but so what?

It's New Year's Eve.

I thought we were

gonna celebrate together.

Anyway, call me.

I wanna see you.

( laughing )

( crowd shouting )

( fireworks whistling )

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Dad. Happy New Year.

Where are you?

I'm at this horrible club.

Nightshade.

Music sucks.

( explosion )

( car alarm blaring distantly )

( dramatic theme playing )

FEMALE REPORTER:

It's been one month

since 236 people were killed

in the New Year's Eve explosion

at the Nightshade nightclub.

Authorities still can't

say for sure

how far toxic contamination

from an abandoned

weapons facility

several stories underground

has spread beyond

the blast site.

Over 5 square miles

of the city

is now a quarantine zone.

Everyone still living

within the area

has been forcibly evacuated.

We are continuing

to get reports

that more and more people

are leaving.

MAN 1 ( over radio ):

They can't tell us who did it.

They can't tell us why.

WOMAN 1 ( over radio ):

I've got friends and neighbors

who've already left, and I'm

thinking we should do the same.

MAN 2:
Something is

being kept from us.

MAN 3:

Who was responsible?

( dramatic theme playing )

You left me behind

Lost inside the enemy

In our hands

And overnight

I changed my shape

To fit with something

You won't let me out

Keep pulling me down

You kept me afraid

Until now

With your head

Full of lies

Head full of lies

Stay with me

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Head full of lies

Stay with me

Ooh

Head full of lies

When you come to mind

My love is blind

Because of you

I am unkind

With my head full of lies

Head full of lies

( sniffles )

Jen?

Couldn't sleep.

I think I'm gonna go

for a walk.

Get some dawn shots.

It's 5 in the morning.

At least have some coffee

before you go.

Don't worry, I'll be fine.

Go back to bed.

Get your beauty sleep.

Hey, hey. No pictures.

JENNIFER:

I used to know this city.

Its people.

I've spent my whole life

photographing them.

The government keeps telling us

the city's safe.

That no contamination

has spread

from the Quarantine Zone.

But it doesn't matter.

So many people have left.

Fleeing from something

they can't see.

I wanted to document what's

happening to the people here.

But since the explosion,

since the construction

of the Quarantine Zone,

my photographs are different.

We're different.

Is it despair?

Confusion?

Rage?

Fear?

Everything's changed.

Maybe forever.

JONAS:

Jesus.

JENNIFER:

It's his eyes.

They look right through you.

See you later.

( baby crying )

( techno music throbbing

through walls )

( shushing )

Don't he do nothing

but scream and sh*t?

He's got a cold, Benny.

( buzzing )

MARIA:
Benny, it's Mom.

Can you let her in?

Benny, she's gonna get soaked.

Let her in.

( breathing heavily )

( door buzzing )

Benny.

( glass shatters )

( Maria screams )

( shrieks )

( dramatic theme playing )

Jesus, you look

like sh*t, mate.

Got a little job

for you, Willy.

New Year's Eve.

I wanna know what went down.

Can't get sh*t from my end.

Station's in lockdown.

Let me see what I can do.

Hey, Willy.

This isn't some low-level,

punk-ass street hustle.

These people are serious.

You watch your back,

do you hear me?

I'll see you around, Mathis.

Well, well, Boy Wonder.

Crawling out

from under a rock.

Lovely morning, eh, Freddy?

PIERCE:
Little off your

patch, aren't you, mate?

Put that sh*t out.

The cap thinks the building

might be dirty.

Possible distribution depot.

Sorry. No drugs.

Place is clean.

Bloke just went crazy.

Threw his wife out of

the window, strangled the kid.

Techs say it's some kind

of burn or residue.

Right, I'm gonna get back.

Might wanna take another hit

on that mouthwash

before your breath ignites.

Hey, some kind of voyeur thing

going on here?

No, I knew those people.

Sort of.

I took their picture

for a show coming up.

News said that he murdered

his wife, his baby?

Yeah. Just another day

in paradise.

( camera shutters clicking )

I think they're wonderful,

darling.

This could be

your best show yet.

Those poor people.

I had a feeling something

wasn't right with him.

I never imagined how bad.

EVANGELINE:
Everyone's

life has changed, darling.

Your job is to photograph,

not psychoanalyze.

We're different.

The city's different.

And you're surprised by this?

After everything

that's happened?

No, it's more than that.

Look at him.

There's something going on

beneath these expressions.

Something's happening to us,

Evangeline. Something...

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