Subterranea

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What are you doing down here ...

all by yourself?

I think.

About what?

That I waited alone ...

too long.

It'll be 25 years to the day tomorrow.

I'm afraid that he's growing too independent, ...

too acclimatized.

I do not know if he'd make it.

I've made him too weak.

This was been the plan

from the very beginning.

We can not just

abandon our work now.

It all depends on what

happens next now, all of it.

We are so close to

finding the answer.

I'm not sure if he's ready.

I'm not sure I'm ready.

Listen to me, I will take care of him.

I'll watch him, you have my word.

It's time for you to let go.

Trust me, he's ready.

SUBTERRANEA:

Are you awake?

Who is he?

I do not know.

Hello.

Who are you?

Maya.

Maya.

Where am I?

You first, I want

a straight answer out of you.

Who are you?

You would not believe

me if I told you.

Try me.

All I remember is darkness.

What do you mean?

There was a small room.

I was alone.

It was all there was.

That's it?

No. No, there was a light.

A voice taught me to speak and read.

A voice?

A provider.

- A.

- A.

- B.

- B.

- C.

- C.

And he led him to a

cave below the earth.

There he saw how thousands ...

and thousands of

candles were burning ...

in countless rows.

There he saw how thousands and

thousands of candles

were burning

in countless rows.

So how did you get out?

I do not know, I woke up in chaos.

The light, the sound.

It overwhelmed me.

I didn't know what to do.

I didn't know where to go.

I was afraid.

Until Remy found me.

Remy?

Hey, hey, what can I do for you?

Panic?

Come here.

You're freezing to death.

Are you allright?

Are you okay?

Yeah, you're okay.

Come on, you better get out of here.

Before she calls the

cops. She's freaked out.

Hey, do you speak English or what?

You broke a leg?

Let's go, c'mon. C'mon.

English, c'mon.

He was the first person I met.

He took care of me.

He taught me.

I told him about my life,

about the darkness.

I told him everything.

Crazy sh*t!

You must have been in some

rich folk's jail.

What is that?

Fancy prison.

You must have pulled off some job.

What did you do, huh?

Nothing.

Do you want me to believe that, huh?

Like you're some kind of

f***ing Rip Van Winkle?

What is f***ing Rip Van Winkle?

You're allright.

A lot f***in' strange,

but you're allright.

What's a f***ing Rip Van Winkle?

It's a story.

It's about a man who falls

asleep for a long time

and wakes up in a new world.

I understand.

I want to find him.

Who?

The provider. He's the only one ...

who knows who I am.

Maybe I can help.

How can I trust you?

Fire.

Lesson number one. There

is only one person ...

that you can count on in this life, ...

and that is yourself.

You've got to watch your back,

do not trust anyone.

No one, because they

always let you down.

You hear me?

Yes.

Yeah.

Hey, hey.

What are you having?

What are we havin'?

We would like uhm, two Danish.

Okay, anything else?

Yeah.

How are you doing today, everything good?

Yeah, everything's good.

Nice earrings, I like those.

Coffee?

Two coffees.

Despicable.

That's just like that, huh?

No respect in

service these days.

Listen.

Lesson number two.

Take whatever you want.

If you see it, take it.

See and catch.

Yes.

- The money.

- What?

Take it.

That's what I'm talking about.

Coffee ready?

These results are not like

anything I've ever seen.

There is no records of anything.

What do you mean?

It means that on the

pc level, he does not exist.

Nothing?

Well, there's no medical

or dental records,

no birth certificate,

finger prints,

social security, nothing.

It's almost as if

someone wiped him off

of the face of the Earth.

Either that or...

Or what?

Or he never had any.

But everyone has records,

at least something.

I was able to find the

name of his mother.

She had blood worked on at about ...

the same time he was born.

Her last known address is in there.

Look, I've done what I promised.

I'm done, you

should do the same.

He's trouble, Maya, I

don't care what you see.

I need to know who he is.

Maya.

I love you, but this is insane.

You do not know who he is,

what he is capable of.

Take it. Put one in him. Come on, do it!

Shoot the f***er!

I won't let you do this,

I'm calling the police.

No! Stop.

And what if he can give

me some answers?

You already know where you can

go if you want answers.

No, I want the truth,

no more lies.

Look, just give me some time.

If I do not find anything, ...

I'll make the call myself.

Promise me you will.

What did she mean

I don't exist?

What did she mean by that?

You weren't supposed to hear that.

Let's start looking in the morning.

To exist signifies to be

or to have life.

Immortal souls will

never cease to exist.

That's all for today,

now go to sleep.

Are you inside, or am I?

Well, this is it.

Your mother's last known address.

Is that her?

Why don't you let me go and

check this out first?

Where is she?

She's down there.

What's she doing down there?

She's dead.

She's buried here.

Oh.

I never really

had a mother, either.

I remember things about

her, but nothing concrete, ...

nothing real.

I guess that kind of makes us the same.

How?

We're both orphans.

But I had a father ... of sorts.

Where is he?

I don't know, I haven't

seen him in a while.

Don't you want to?

IN LOVING MEMORY OF TILLY GLADDIS

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