All language subtitles for The.Quantum.Devil.2023

Fuck.

Where to?

Traveling, easy to lose stuff.

You don't know where you're
going?

Patience usually pays off.

Here.

Is there a problem?

No, no it's, it's just a long
ride.

I was just signing off.

You're seeing the light.

Here.

Okay, but when we get there
you get out.

You don't fuck around. You get
out.

Hey. Hey, mister.

Your destination. We're here.

Come on!

Right, old man.

Fuck.

Here.

Keep the change.

Out.

I'm sure here in Bumfuck
it goes a long way, huh?

Get out!

Out! Out!

Alright! Fuck!

Motherfucker!

Hello?

What the fuck?

Fuck!

A lovely pring you did.

I don't understand.

So, I guess you're the one.

The one what?

Oh, you've got to be shitting
me.

I don't understand you.

He says you're like a lamb to
slaughter.

Oh my God, let him
in. He is soaking wet!

Please get him a towel.

I know, creepy right?

Yeah.

You are?

Luke Matthews.

Your towel.

Dinner will be served promptly
at eight.

Do not be late.

Hey, wait.

Goddammit.

Excuse me.

Fuck,

So you too?

What?

Sorry, yeah.

I received an unmarked envelope

and a one way plane ticket and-

- an impossible
quantum/bio-quantum equation

that could change life as we
know it?

Well yes.

And you are?

Ivanna Escalante.

Don't judge a book by
its cover, smart guy.

Beneath this exterior beats
the heart of a rationalist.

My graduate dissertation
is on quantum mechanics.

And who was that?

The staff?

I guess.

I don't really know.

The rest of us got in
earlier this afternoon.

Hello.

My name is Sophia Sokolova,

but please call me Sophie.

Luke Matthews.

Russian?

Yes, you are correct.

It's nice to meet you.

So are you an aspiring physicist
as well?

No, I'm not really aspiring to
anything.

I am... well was a medical
student.

Of sorts. Hard to explain.

And?

Go on, tell him.

This is fucking cool.

I suppose what you would
call me is an empath.

Empath, you mean like
a psychic or medium?

You might say that.

Gloves?

That's protection.

So, uh, what so you
say we show you around,

introduce you to Brad and you
can freshen up before dinner?

That sounds good.

I just need to find a bathroom.

Of course.

Around the corner, on the left.

Got it.

Another scientist? He seems
nice.

I hope so.

What do you mean?

I don't know; something seems
weird.

Sorry, Ivanna... never mind.

One of your premonitions?

I sense... desperation.

Someone running away from
something.

Someone with something to hide.

And you're getting that from
the ether?

This is something else huh?

We haven't had much time to
explore,

but yes, I'd say "something
else"

is an adequate description.

Is "it" here?

Have you seen it?

It's safe.

You sure?

Yes, come and meet Luke.

I never should have come.

Brad, this is Luke.

Luke Matthews. It's nice to
meet you

That motherfucker is not right.

I am telling you that
he isn't right and...

Yeah, well, an associate
professor

of physics and quantum mechanics
at Miskatonic University.

Ah yes. Myself, the
pharmaceutical sciences.

So what did you make of that
invitation?

I'm not sure really.

It's fascinating, it's
curiosity-inspiring.

But of course it's improbable.

I must say I disagree.

Really? 'cause you always
disa-

What was that?

Are you okay?

What is it?

I don't know, I felt a
surge of psionic energy

just as I heard the crash.

I still feel it.

Do you expect me to
believe in the impossible?

Believe what you want,

but didn't you just fly
halfway around the world

to investigate something you
claim to be "impossible"?

What is this?

This? It was not us.

I am not so sure.

We can clean it if you want.

NO! Dinner will be served
shortly

and your honored host does
not tolerate tardiness.

Understand?

Great effort, many were
expended to greet you

all here for this momentous
occasion.

Now, if you please.

Chop, chop!

Chop, chop.

This is me.

I just need a moment.

And I am across the hall here.

I will meet you guys downstairs.

I do prefer a little privacy

so I took a room on the other
end.

There's plenty to choose from.

Do you smoke?

Cigarettes? No thanks.

Not cigarettes. Cannabis?

I don't mean just to get high.

I mean I use it as a tool

to help unfocus my social
anxiety.

You know it's funny,

sometimes the herb mellows out
you fear

and then other times -

- she kicks your ass.

Yeah, I could use some of that.

This is a special
cush, really nice dreams.

Muchos Gracias Senor.

Ass kicked already.

Cool.

Wow, strong shit.

Weird.

The fuck was I doing?

Hmm.

Fuck me.

Hey, Sophie. You
ready?

Of course, you dumb bitch.

Please be seated.

Oh

I say we eac-

- SILENCE!

Ladies, gentlemen, distinguished
guests.

I present Dr. Richard Cernovich.

Call me Cerno.

Klaatu, attend me.

Ice cold.

Heaven Klaatu.

Well, I hope you have all
found the accommodations

to your liking?

Cernovich? ...Cernovich?

I know that name.

The devil you do.

A colleague of mine, turned
me on to some research papers

written by a Professor Richard
Cernovich.

The man was a genius.

A pioneer in neuropsychiatry,
theoretical physics

and an innovator in the
field of quantum biology.

That same Cernovich was
banished from academia

and exiled from the United
States

for unethical human
experimentation in 1973.

All records from his
mind-mapping sub-project

were destroyed and it's
very existence classified

Top Secret.

The Cernovich Horrors?

So you're the Manchurian
Candidate guy.

Long time ago.

A lot of dead people because
of you.

Murder, mutilation, genocides,
slavery,

all have been perpetuated
under frameworks that said they

were lawful and legal,

as long as you abided by the
regulations.

Trauma based mind control,
MK Ultra, Project Parrot,

Project Doll.

Experimenting on human
populations, LSD,

behavioral control of entire
cultures.

That wasn't my program
but I did take it over, yes.

My son heads it up now,
or what's left of it.

All above board and legal.

As you said yourself, Mr.
Matthews,

I was an innovator, a scientist.

A respected member of
the academic community

until a moment of political
cowardice.

Literally overnight I became
a disgrace, a criminal,

but not without a code of
conduct.

Klaatu,

siticulosus.

Thank you Klaatu.

Well enough about me.

Let's go around the horn shall
we,

and really get acquainted.

Brad Richards, born in Zaria,
Nigeria.

A pharmaceutical scientist,
mathematician and chemist

hailing from Kings College
London.

His main research interests are
in

the areas of breathable gases,
anesthesia.

As well as the development of
designer recreational drugs

with particular emphasis on
ecstasy.

No.

The local tabloids dubbed him

"The Pied Piper of Manchester."

His designer pills would
lure thousands of teenagers

to massive rave parties,

until one fateful night last
September.

When some 250 teenagers died.

Thanks to a young hot shot city
barrister

Brad was acquitted on a
technicality.

Narrowly escaping an angry
mob of grieving parents,

Brad slipped out of the
country in the dead of night,

not to be seen again, until now.

Not true.

Oh, but it is.

Feeling a little anxious are we?

It, first of all, it wasn't my
fault.

Relax, Mr. Richards.

No need to explain.

You're among friends here.

We understand your social
phobias.

So do you have a file on each
of us?

The man always has a file.

A first-generation US
citizen of Argentinian descent,

and the first in her
family to attend college.

Ivanna earned her Bachelor's
of Science in Physics

from the University of
California San Diego in 2015,

graduating at the top of her
class.

She was awarded the

Physical Sciences Dean's
Undergraduate Award for Excellence.

In addition the Dean also
awarded her

with a scandalous affair.

We would have broken all the
barriers.

You and me.

Yes, you're very fond
of loyalty, aren't you.

You have nothing to fear from
me.

I am loyal to those who deserve
it.

Sophie Sokolov.

You have been obsessed with NDE
phenomena

ever since the tragic
loss of your twin sister

at the tender age of eleven.

However it was this
tragedy that awakened your

special "gift".

Sophie was recently
dismissed from her residency

at Novosibirsk State Medical
University.

Seems she fell in with a small
group

of students conducting
clandestine experiments

to produce near-death
experiences.

Unable to prove which one
of the suspects administered

the drug that stopped the
victim's heart,

the case was thrown out
and the charges dismissed.

Kapstein knew the risk.

If I'm not mistaken
poor Mr. Kapstein ran

into problems in Syracuse.

Apparently, he was worse
than you with volunteers.

You killed Hank Jones, who
gave the injection to Kapstein.

You are nothing if not
prodigious.

Jabbed that sucker right into
his neck.

Fired dose after dose into
him, popped the carotid artery.

And they say the blood is still

in the cracks of the floor
and under the cabinets.

Impressive.

You're enjoying this.

I have to hand it to you,
Sophie, you got away with it.

Simply disappeared to
the UK as a new resident,

outside the purview of our
mutual friend, Inspector Tanaka.

You're a blackmailer in the
spirit.

Nothing so harsh, Sophie. An
offer.

You don't need to say it.

I did it!

I killed my fiancé.

I didn't mean to.

Oh but you did.

Yes.

No worries Luke, Honorem
latrones.

Latin. "There is honor among
thieves."

I think what he means to say is

that he thinks he can trust us.

With what?

Why the security?

Paranoia?

Each one of you have been
searching for the same thing,

albeit for different reasons.

A way to breach the Quantum
Barrier.

The key to the manipulation
of time is control of space.

Perhaps, the answer to the
mystery of the afterlife

is in death.

What happens when we die?

Is it like Buddha said,
a candle blowing out.

One cannot say where the flame
went.

What do you think is out there?

Creation itself.

Obviously, it doesn't come from

what has already been created,

from the world we live in.

So it must be there.

Coming from what is darkness to
us now.

Sophie, you see beings
from there as they enter

into our space, yes.

Yes.

Now just imagine going there,

in the same way.

Except with all aspects
of control and purpose.

Not for a flash of an instant
with DMT or LSD or meditation,

but as a sentient being.

Capable of everything.

Let's get down to business shall
we?

Klaatu.

Mein ibento o hikidasu.

My friends, I give you the
greatest quantum breakthrough

of the last 200 years,

Quantamine.

There is a risk.

This is not from a human source.

So if I may ask,
Professor, where is it from?

Fuck.

It's very existence
defies the laws of nature.

It comes from them. And
you don't fuck with them.

As it should be with a substance

that can rearrange every
molecule in and around your body

instantaneously upon contact.

I believe that within each one
of you

lies a piece of the key to
breaching the quantum barrier.

We have known this was
possible on a quantum level

for some time now.

Theorem with protons,
magnetic fields, lasers,

sonic resonance.

What was missing was the
bio-mechanical component,

the quantamine and...

The soul.

The psychic component.
Control.

The nexus, perhaps.

Dangerous.

Illegal.

Now, I have a crude but
sufficient lab

set up here in the house.

Would any of you care to join
me?

This way please.

Mind your step!

The Quantum Chamber!

What the...

Yeah man! We all owe you a
thanks, in advance, friends.

Slow down. The dead, huh?

You worried, young man?

Don't be troubled, Luke.

Your soul is beautiful.

What about mine?

I don't think...

Quiet now!

I see, you are using tuning
forks

to generate a frequency

Very good.

To synchronize the proton
waves within this chamber.

How did you determine
the correct frequency?

I haven't, yet. But
now that you are here.

Did you actually achieve
a stable atomization

of the quantamine into vapor?

We did indeed.

However the liquid form
of the quantamine seems

to dissolve the skin tissue upon
contact.

Sophie, what is it?

I sense darkness, a presence.

Perhaps you are sensing
the recent loss of life

in this very room.

Loss of life?

Yes, Dr. Wallace
Keith, a dear old friend

and long time colleague
was rather careless during

our last attempt to breach
the barrier... and it cost us.

It cost him.

For me, the use of my legs.

For Wallace, his life.

A word

I am afraid I have an urgent
matter

requiring my immediate
attention.

I must leave for Geneva at once.

I shall not be more than a day
or two.

What about us?

What do you want us to do then?

Please, by all means proceed,
my dear.

Everything that happens in this
lab

is automatically documented and
recorded

on a secure server here in the
house.

I expect you lot can pick
up where we left off.

What's in it for us Cerno?

What is it that you want Mr.
Matthews?

Credit, Fame?

How about a a Nobel prize?

I know without a doubt,

each one of you would
complete this experiment.

If for no other reason then
to satisfy your own curiosity.

$500,000 each.

Enough to start over.

A fresh start, a new name.

Freedom from the past.

What say you?

Done.

Yes, I agree.

Yes, yes of course.

Excellent.

Fortune favors the bold my
friends.

Alea jacta est.

All right, how do we ingest
a drug that we can't touch

because it literally eats flesh?

I don't believe it is eating
the flesh.

I believe the quantamine is
instantaneously breaching

the barrier between this
dimension and the next.

You mean that the parts of
the body in direct contact

with the liquid are still there,
here?

You know what I mean,
but in another dimension?

Basic, but yeah.

Yes, basic, like you.

You wish.

Hey, can we not. Please?

Okay. No one could survive
that state of dual separation.

What we have to do is balance
the quantum entanglement.

Please, go on.

Perhaps simultaneously
immersing the body in some type

of quantamine based saline
solution

at the same time of injection?

No, we do not have
enough quantamine for that,

nor any type of float tank big
enough

to accommodate even one of us.

But, according to these notes,

Cerno and his colleague
they were almost there.

Here. Look at this.

Ah! I see.

So, what if when I change
the state of the quantamine

from it's liquid form,
to the atmospheric gas.

We also generate a more
refined breathable gas?

Which I can dilute with a
solution to allow the body

enough time to achieve
superposition.

Yes!

A critical balance between the
internal

and external exposure to the
quantamine,

all at a controlled rate.

OK, all right. With your help
I can rig these tuning forks

to generate a frequency,

a constant 432 Hz which
should synchronize the proton

within the chamber with the
atomization of

the quantamine gas.

I'm your girl.

And, according to Cerno's notes,

this 'thing' will amplify my
psionic abilities and link us,

our consciousness.

This will allow me to
act as a 'mental anchor.'

Guys, I think this is going to
work.

Klaatu! Klaatu!

I expect everything is
proceeding according to my plan?

Flawlessly, Sir.

Good. Let us begin, shall we?

Are you ready sir?

Age quod agis!

Come, come, come.

Slow, slow.

All right. Anyone want out?

Last chance.

No?

All right sound off as I count
us down.

1st position, go.

2nd position, go.

Mind linking: 3, 2... One.

Command position in 3, 2, 1.

What happened?

I'm a little hazy me-self.

I just woke up on the bathroom
floor?

I don't remember...

What the hell happened?

Shouldn't you know?

What did you assholes do to me?

I could say the same.

Hey, hey, we're all a
little concerned about

how exactly things what
went down last night.

We all need to calm down.

What? Did you all lure me
into a trap or what something?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, you can
sod off with that rubbish!

Who lured you into a trap?

What the fuck are you talking
about?

I could ask you the same.

Why can't I shine?

It's a blank since the lab.

When has that ever happened?

Something is heavy.

A block, some sort of physic
barrier.

The Lab!

The cameras!

FUCK!!!

The Quantamine is gone.

The fuck?

What is it?

Check the computer.

Do we have video?

Anything?

Move.

What'd you do?

Did you try the back up?

That is the back-up.

The gas system is fucked.

What about the scanner?

The paper readouts?

Uh,

it's, it's gone,

everything from the breach point
is gone.

Sophie, you're our meta link.

I have nothing but a splitting
headache?

Of course 'cause fucking
useless.

Yob tvoyu mat!

Hey! Hey, hey... come on guys.

That is not going to help us.

I'm sorry, I just...

I don't know about the rest
of you but I am so thirsty.

We need a break.

Let's get some coffee, catch our
breath,

then we will sort this all out?

Yeah, I need some smoke.

Sorry.

You can't really live
with what happened,

because you feel so deeply,

so much guilt.

It's delicious. Watching you
struggle.

What the fuck.

How can you live with yourself?

With what you did?

What the fuck is this?

What the fuck is this?

GUYS!
G uys come back here and...

Ouch!

What the fucking fuck stop!

Now listen here you fucking stop

and I mean right fucking now you

Zacroy svoy peesavati rot,
sooka.

It's okay, can you hear me?

Here let me help.

All right I got a pulse.

Let's get her downstairs.

Got her? Got her?

Here take her, take her, watch
her head, watch her head.

No

Let me help you.

Don't.

I'm trying to help you.

Don't, don't touch me.

Okay, fuck.

Take a hit.

NOOO!

I'm so sorry.

I just have to work through
this.

I have not felt this
out of control since...

Since my sister...

Let me help you to your room,

maybe if you just lay down a
bit,

have some quiet time to
yourself.

Yeah, but please do not touch
me.

I can sense you all now.

Even without a physical
connection.

When you touch me, it's too
much.

Will these work?

Yes, thank you.

And guys, I will be as
succinct as possible.

You ALL...

You need to go rub one out,
masturbate.

Play with yourself.

Do whatever it is you need to do

to ease some of this sexual
tension.

Ah yes, a side effect of the
quantamine.

Some of you have some
really kinky fetishes.

Definitely more than I
want to know about you.

Ever.

Come on hon, let's get you
upstairs.

Yeah, thanks.

Rub one out? Right.

Maybe I'll take you up on your
offer.

What?

The smoke?

Oh yeah.

You are more than welcome Luke.

I can feel...

No

I can't help it.

I don't think we are safe.

From Brad?

Luke?

No, something else.

I'm going to take a shower.

You are serious.

Always.

When I was 11 years old I
scored 162 on the Mensa test.

Earning the label of child
genius

and considered to be the
smartest boy in London.

The social anxiety alone was
crippling.

Gets you picked on a lot.

Exactly.

This!

Sativa-dominant hybrid,

White Fire!

Wow.

Initially you will
find it a very uplifting

and euphoric feeling.

Then it induces a calming,

somewhat sedentary effect
as you start to come down.

This is probably due to its
significant concentrations

of Beta-Caryophyllene,
Limonene, and Alpha Humulene.

It averages at about 22-25% THC;

and it's also known to
have CBD as high as 5%.

In either case, it should
put you right to sleep,

right after you "rub one out".

On second thought, I
am going to take a pass.

Suit yourself, mate.

I appreciate the offer though.

Anytime, Luke.

Hey lover.

Hello?

Hello?

Ouch! Shit!

Bitch.

Biscuit.

Bangers.

Mash.

Munchies.

Ivanna?

Hey, um, I didn't mean
to come off as bitch.

You know?

I'm sorry too.

I didn't believe you at first.

Ivanna?

What the hell are you doing?

Hello?

Ah okay.

Haha.

What do you want?

You still mad at me?

Hello Sister,

it has been too long!

My dear Sophie,

now you can finally have the
answers you have searched for

all of your pathetic life!

So you want to know happened
after what you did to me?

When you murdered me?

Here, sister, see for yourself,
tell me.

What do you see?

Welcome to the eternal night!

Goodbye sister.

No please!

Let me go!

Let me... come back!

Oh God No!

Spit the out.

It's poison.

No! Spit them out!

I made them.

No!

Please listen to me.

Spit them out.

Please forgive me!

God, please forgive me!

Ahhhhhh.

Oh, fuck!

Oh God!

Oh Fuck!

Jesus!

Shit!

You cocksucker!

I was just about to cum for a
change.

No! No, no, no, no, no!

You're dead.

I know you're dead!

I'm alive.

Here I'm very much alive.

In this "Quantum Hell" you have
unleashed,

I'm every bit as real
as you are sweetheart.

The experiment. It failed?

Oh God.

Why would you think that?

Crazy bitch.

Brad! Brad! Wake up man.

Wake the fuck up.

Brad! Fuck!

What the fuck are you yelling
about?

Fuck.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

What the hell?

Could be.

Or any one of

an infinite number

of dimensions.

Sophie, about earlier, I'm
sorry I was so aggressive.

Do you like me?

Yes. I do like you, Sophie.

Do you love me?

I think so.

Do you want to finish what you
started?

Look out the window.

The experiment... it must have
worked.

Of course it did, with the
help of Cerno and my sister.

Cerno?

Sister?

Stupid little Sophie.

Cerno used her and fooled you
all.

Sophie?

What is wrong with you?

What are you talking about?

For starters,

my name is not Sophie.

Soooopheeeee.

How pedestrian.

My name is Katia and now for the
finale.

I will be ending your pathetic
life.

It's faster if you go with it,
girl.

Fuck you bitch!

Whooo

You go girl!

Give it to me baby.

Give it to me baby, come on.

Come one girl.

Whooooohoooo.

How stupid of me to think this
is Hell.

Hell?

Fuck.

I never believed in hell, or
heaven.

I may need to reevaluate my
beliefs.

My God!

Look man, can we move
past this skin thing?

Does it hurt?

Like a Mother Fucker!

Unless I am smoking this Kush.

It really seems to take the edge
off?

But is it really Kush?

Is any of this really real?

Are you?

Maybe I shouldn't think
about it that hard,

you know what I mean?

Here man.

No thanks.

Look man, the experiment!

It worked.

Do you realize where we are?

We've all been duped, Luke.

We need to get down to the lab.

Already been down there.

Well, down there in regards
to this dimension down there,

back on the flip side they
are hauling off bodies.

What?

Well, I guess I should get
down to it.

To what?

Killing you,

the you here.

You, you?

You get it?

You're not very comfortable
with yourself are you?

Things are better when you die.

Trust me.

Let me see?

Oh yeah!

Fuck yeah!

FUCK YEAH!

Luke,

Luke

Luke.

We're gonna ge the fuck out
here.

Fuck. Ivanna.

OOOOOOOOuchhh!

Sophie? Katia? Whoever the
fuck you are,

you are a fucking cunt!

Oh? You think you are upset?

I wanna wipe that look
off your face, mate,

however you die here, you
are going to stay that way.

Shit! Fuck!

Well done!

Well done indeed!

I like the power of death.

It's effective, efficiante
and most of all,

it's entertaining.

Honestly, I didn't
think you had it in you.

Bravo!

You son of a bitch! What have
you done?

Just fulfilling my end
of a clandestine contract.

No wheelchair needed here
in the Quantum Realm.

Fuck?

This...

I get it!

What, you thought you could win?

My dear boy, it's not
about winning or losing.

It's much too deep for you to
comprehend.

No, NO!

You're not going to
fuck with me head Cerno.

I'm here.

I'm here.

And you're going to pay.

Somehow I don't think so.

Here, my friend, reality is
fluid.

Whatever you think, therefore
you are.

Of course I have been doing
most of your thinking for you.

Once you crossed into this
dimension,

I used Sophie's psychic link
to manifest this environment.

You think I don't get the
simulacrum?

Me?

You think that makes you smart,
Cernovich?

Your combined memories and
perception of this building

manifested here in this
dimension,

all from your own minds.

Incredible thing to see.

With a few tweaks of my own.

That's right baby!

Now we'll be here, together here
forever.

Yeah.

No! No, no, no!

It is quite fascinating.

Each of you, even you,

clinging you minds to the
reality once accupied.

If you only knew what was
possible here?

I can make it permanent.

Something you can't possibly
understand.

Check and mate, Luke.

Luke, you still have a
chance. Get to the lab.

Yeah she's right.

If you can get back to our
dimension without dying here.

You're all feeble earth
dwellers.

Enjoy your fate.

This is impossible.

Bullocks! Didn't he see that
one coming.

I am afraid I can not
allow you to go back, Luke.

What?

I currently serve a master
with very a specific appetite.

You are a very sick person,
Luke.

Those pleasures, those wicked
delights,

they leave a stain on your soul.

One my master finds quite
delectable.

What in the fuck are you
talking about?

There is power in the blood.

Blood, lust, sacrifice,
betrayal, murder...

Each one of you sinners.

You gave it all up for the
flesh.

You have no protection.

So now, once you're dead,

are just like food for
the master of this realm.

Our Glorious One.

These Quantum Devils,

if you will.

I will leave you to your
devices.

I hope you find the house to
your liking,

because you are going to be
here for a very long time.

No, I'm not dead!

Not yet!

Not if I kill you first!

I see.

Are you challenging me to a
duel?

I am going to fuck you up,
asshole!

Well, I will take that as a yes!

Challenge accepted!

Gentlemen.

My dear fellow, I insist.

Gentlemen, to determine
who will have first fire,

I will toss a coin in the air.

As the offended party,

it is Mr. Matthews's
choice to call the toss.

Is that agreeable to both of
you?

What is your call, Mr. Matthews?

Heads.

It is heads.

Mr. Matthews will have the first
fire.

Gentlemen, take your ground.

One...

two...

three...

four...

five...

six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

ten.

Lord Cerno, are you ready to
receive Mr. Matthews fire?

Always!

Mr. Matthews cock your pistol.

What a shame.

His pistol must be faulty.

No! No! I need another one.

I'm sorry, Mr. Matthews,

but you must first stand your
ground,

and allow Lord Cerno his turn to
fire.

Mr. Matthews, are you ready
to receive Lord Cerno's fire?

No, you gave me a bad gun.

You both had equal choice.

Is your pistol cocked, Lord
Cerno?

Oh yes.

Then prepare to fire.

Fuck. Oh, you fucking liar!

I can't believe this,
this is not possible!

You keep saying that?

I can tell you one thing that
is certain, Mr. Matthews.

Here in the quantum realm,
reality is a lot like your faith.

It is only as real as you
believe it is.

Unless of course I make it real.

And that is the key.

You lack conviction,
you're weak, Mr. Matthews.

Barada! What an entrance!

Sic semper tyrannis!

Enough of the useless
banter Huuuuummman!

Let's get down to
it, shall we, old chap?

As you know I have fulfilled
my part of our contract.

I'm afraid I must alter our
agreement.

We have a deal, no?

Not if you are dead.

What is this?

WHAT IS THIS!!

You see, I am a quick study,
Barada.

Knowledge does not make
you a god, talking monkey.

No, being a god makes me a god!

Now about our agreement.

Enough parlor tricks, Professor!

You should consider the future
Barada.

Once I rule this realm I will
restructure its hierarchy.

Do you think you are the first?

Of course not, but I will be
the last.

Very well, human!

I declare our contract is
fulfilled.

QUANTUM MERUIT.

Now, my payment.

Tell me.

And nothing less. It must end.

Done.

Yes!

Heavenly Klaatu, simply
heavenly.

Are we happy boss?

Oh yes Klaatu, yes indeed.

Keep it close, Klaatu.

I have no idea how long this
will last.

Any word from our headquarters?

Nothing.

Sir, we have TEXAS on
the sat phone for you.

I'll take it in the car, thank
you.

Sir

Hello?

Heinrich?

Heinrich?

Heinrich, take off
those ridiculous goggles

and look at me when I talk to
you.

Yes, Father, sorry.

I'm fine.

How is it there?

Unlike what I am hearing from
Texas,

this experiment was a rousing
success.

And what of the inhabitants
of that dimension?

The old dead gods.

They are of no concern.

As long as we use the Quantum
Tanks, they can not touch us.

I'm not quite that far along.

There are variables.

They are trying to stop me.

Mind your indulgences.

Destination sir?

The airport, Larry.

Chop, chop.

Yes sir.