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eXistenZ.

Written like this.

One word.

Small e.

Capital X.

Capital Z.

EXistenZ.

It's new.

It's from Antenna Research.

And it's here, right now.

We encourage consumer loyalty,

and we want you to help us
with our product testing.

We're a team, Antenna and you.

Those of you who have come
to our invited seminars before

will know that I normally lead

the groups through our new games.

But tonight it won't be me.

No.

For our test launch of
eXistenZ by Antenna,

we've brought you a seminar
leader who is rather special.

Yes, it is.

The world's greatest game designer

is here in person to lead
you, our first test enclave,

through her newest creation,

eXistenZ by Antenna.

I give you the game-pod goddess herself,

Allegra Geller.

Allegra, Allegra!

Yeah, Allegra!

The world of games is
in a kind of a trance.

People are programmed to accept so little.

But the possibilities are so great.

EXistenZ is not just a game.

It's an entirely new game system.

And uh,

it involves a
whole lot of new toys

which you are gonna be
the first to try out.

So...

We have 12 prototype
MetaFlesh Game-Pods.

And that means that for our
first-wave test enclave,

we need 12 volunteers who will
port into these slave units

with the game-pod goddess herself.

- Okay, if I pick you out--
- Hold it.

- I want you to line up--
- Not so fast.

- Oh geez, right.
- And I'll tell you what to do

afterward, you sir.

Oh god, I'm not late, am I?

Did I miss the port-in?
- Just the first wave.

You can be part of the second wave.

You and the guy at the
back with the gray hair.

You sir, this lady here.

Just come up, thank you.

Noel Dichter?

Yes.

Put your arms up, I have to scan you.

Weapons check?

More for recording devices.

Lot of money invested
in these games, Noel.

Our assistants will then
help you to port your

pod into your bio-ports
using Antenna Research's new--

- What's in this case?
- Oh, I brought my game-pod.

It's got Original Marway
tissue architecture.

I know it's kind of obsolete,

but even though I couldn't
afford the Antenna 15 upgrade,

I figured out this
method of virtual porting

- that I thought--
- You won't need it tonight.

Everything's provided for.

How are you doing?

You okay?

So what do you
think, two hours, tops?

Well, two, three hours.

So you're saying three hours?

Yeah.

Okay.

Everything's in order.
Are you ready, Allegra?

Sure, this is my favorite part.

Take it away.

Alright.

I'm ready to download

eXistenZ by Antenna
Research into all of you.

Now, I'm warning you, it's
going to be a wild ride.

But don't panic,

no matter what happens, okay?

Alright, I'll see you back
here in no time at all.

She seems to be very shy.

Never occurred to me that
a big star would be shy.

She spends most of her time alone

in a room, designing her games.

I think she'd like it best

if she never had to show them to anybody.

Death to the demoness, Allegra Geller!

No!

Ugh!

Death to Antenna Research!

Get her out of here, save her!

There might be more of them, go on!

Me, take her?

We have enemies in our own house.

Trust no one, trust no one!

Miss Geller, you're coming with me.

I'm responsible for you.

You're supposed to come with me.

Well, what are we gonna do out here?

Do you know your way around?

Do you know any country people?

Not country people, games people.

Countryside's full of
games-development people,

project coordinators, little
factories, you name it.

Okay, so you know your way around.

We can hide out.
- Maybe.

It seems like I have some
enemies I didn't know I had.

Death to Allegra Geller.

How'd you like to hear someone with a gun

screaming death to Ted Pikul?

Well...

Hey, how'd you know my name?

You're labeled.

Yeah.

What's that?

My pink-fone.

Ted Pikul.

What hap-, what?

Hey!

What did you do that for?

That was our lifeline to civilization.

That was a rangefinder.

As long as you have that,
they know where we are.

They, you mean head office?

I mean anybody.

Pikul, why don't you have a gun?

- What?
- You're not armed.

They told me you're my security,

but you have no weaponry.

Who told you that?

I'm just a marketing trainee.

Fucking hell.

I'm marked for death,

and they send me on the
road with a PR nerd.

Marked for death.

Marked for death, oh geez.

Okay, don't sweat it, Pikul.

Don't sweat it, I'm gonna handle it.

And uh,

right now we need to stop.

We do, why?

So we can have an
intimate moment together.

Come on, if you're gonna do it, do it.

Okay.

- Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Ugh!

Ugh!

Uh sh-

Uh, did somebody bite you?

What?

What I just dug out of you,

it's a tooth,

a human tooth.

Let me see that weirdo pistol.

Yeah.

The bullets are human teeth.

And, this one's got a cavity.

That thing was designed to get past

any kind of metal or synthetics detector.

It's all flesh and bone.

I suppose the smaller caliber pistols

would have to fire baby teeth.

The tooth fairy could go
into the arms business.

Where were you just now?

I was wandering through eXistenZ.

The new system, I mean.

I like it in there.

Of course, without another
player, you're only a tourist.

It's frustrating.

Why won't you let me contact Antenna?

Ugh...

They've gotta be going crazy

wondering what's happened to you.

I mean, it's not like
we've done something wrong.

We just ran because we didn't know

how many of them there were, right?

I think we owe it to Antenna,

to let them know you're alright,

and to get them to send
somebody to help you

who knows what he's doing.

Besides, I can't,

I can't just keep doing
this, whatever it is,

you know, forever,

not having any idea when it's going--Hey!

What are you doing?

Where's your bio-port?

Aw, don't tell me you've
never been fitted.

I can't believe it.

No, I was never fitted with a bio-port.

What do you care?

Well, you wanna get into the biz,

and you've never played my games?

You've never played any game?

Look,

I've been dying to play your games,

but I have this phobia

about having my body
penetrated...

surgically.

You know what I mean.

No, I'm not sure that I do.

Getting a bio-port fitted,

I don't know, I can't do it.

It's too freaky, makes my skin crawl.

They just pop your spine
with a little hydro-gun.

They shoot the port plug into it.

They do it at malls, it's like
getting your ears pierced.

Yeah sure, with only
an infinitesimal chance

of permanent spinal paralysis.

I've read all about it.

Hey, it's your chosen profession.

Besides, once you're ported, zzz,

there's no end to the games you can play.

You can't seriously wanna play games now.

Not here,

not while we're being
hunted down by crazy people.

My baby here took a huge
hit in the church, Pikul.

When those UmbyCords
got ripped out of her.

Ripped out of her,

just as the game architecture

was being downloaded from
her to all those slave pods.

That's a very vulnerable time for her.

She could be crying out for
help right here, right now.

The only way

I can tell if the game's
not been contaminated,

the pod is not about
to be crippled for life

because of my negligence,

is to play eXistenZ
with somebody friendly.

Are you friendly?

Or are you not?

Sure.

Alright, let's do it.

Let's do it now.

Let me see.

To get an illegal unregistered
bio-port installed

at about midnight,

we just drive up to your local
country gas station, right?

Anything else I can do for you?

Well, Gas, you could check
your bio-port plugs.

- The what, spark plugs?
- You heard me.

My friend here has a bio-port problem.

A bio-port.

Now, that's a sorta hole
in your spine, isn't it?

Lots of assholes around here,
but that's generally it.

I don't know why you'd be
talking to me about that, lady.

Sure you do.

Oh...

Oh!

Allegra Geller,

you've changed my life.

What was your life like before?

Before?

Before it was changed by Allegra Geller.

I operated a gas station.

You still operate a
gas station, don't you?

Only on the most pathetic
level of reality.

Geller's work liberated me.

Liberated?

Did you ever play her game ArtGod?

One word, capital A, capital G.

I don't have a bio-port.

Thou, the player of the game, art God.

Very spiritual, funny too.

God, the artist, the mechanic, funny.

Ah, here we go.

Those are sterilized aren't they?

Not to worry.

The way they set things up,

you could fire in a
bio-port in a slaughterhouse

and never generate an infection.

Then why the clean overalls?

Hmm, it's a mental thing.

Helps me focus.

The one thing you don't wanna do

is miss with the stud-finder.

Oh, God.

God, the mechanic?

Step into my office.

See, that didn't hurt, did it?

I didn't expect that to hurt.

I expect the next part to hurt.

Yeah, that's what I expect to hurt.

I haven't crippled anyone yet.

How many have you done?

Three.

Well, you'll be my third.

Hey!

Easy.

Easy.

What's going on, Gas?

Hell, he's acting like I'm attacking him.

People usually pay me
to do this, you know?

Yeah, all two of them!

As you can see,

I've decided not to have
a bio-port installed.

This is it, you see.

This is the cage of your own making

which keeps you trapped

and pacing about in the
smallest possible space forever.

Break out of your cage, Pikul.

Break out now.

Ugh!

The swelling doesn't last for long.

Tomorrow you won't even notice it.

Ah, I love it.

Great.

What's going on?!

I can't, I can't move my legs!

The procedure comes with its own epidural,

just like when you have a baby,

kinda like instant paralysis
from the waist down.

That's why it didn't hurt you.

It'll wear off in no time.

I'm gonna go wash up.

You two, make yourselves at home.

We don't have to wait for
the swelling to go down.

You're gonna port into
me while I'm paralyzed?

You want to play my game, didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

I do, but here, now?

It's an instant-on world, isn't it?

What's that for?

It feels cold.

New ports are sometimes a bit tight.

Wouldn't wanna hurt you.

How come bio-ports don't get infected?

I mean, they open right into your body.

Listen to what you're saying, Pikul.

Don't be ludicrous.

Don't you think you could call me Ted?

Maybe afterwards.

Shit!

Pikul!

I can't believe it.

You blew my pod!

You must have neural-surged.

What do you mean?

I jacked you into my pod
and you obviously panicked.

Now, it's totally fucked!

This is a disaster.

I was nervous, but I didn't panic.

I was forced to trust you,

and you panicked and you neural-surged

and you blew my pod.

You can get a new pod.

Pikul.

In this pod,

is the only,

the original version of eXistenZ.

An entire game system that
cost $38 million to develop,

not including pre-release marketing costs,

and I'm locked outside my own game.

I can't get me in or it out.

Are you serious?

That's the only version that exists?

It's the only one,

and it's stuck inside and it's your fault.

I've devoted five of my
most passionate years

to this strange little creature

and I've never regretted it, Pikul,

'cause I knew it was the only thing

that could give my life any meaning.

Allegra?

Why is it my fault?

I'm telling you, I didn't.

I did not neural-surge, I didn't.

I didn't feel any surging.

It's not your fault.

It's my fault.

Oh, no, Gas, not you.

I wouldn't try to use that bio-port again,

except maybe for a toaster or something.

What's going on?

You're worth a lot of
money, if you're dead.

What are you talking about?

You know what I'm talking about.

It's all over the countryside.

$5 million dollars for her
dead body, no questions asked.

But... she changed your life.

Yep.

And now I'm gonna change hers.

Why, why did you install
a bad port into me?

Seems there's a big bonus

for killing Allegra Geller's
latest game, or whatever it is.

I think I just did that, didn't I?

But can you kill me, Gas?

Can you kill a person?

Can you do that?

Hide my body,

contact the crazies,

trust them to pay up?

Hand over my now decaying,

fucking grotesque corpse,

really expect them to
hand over five mill cash?

I mean, don't you ever
go to the fucking movies?

I like your script.

I wanna be in it.

Oh, God, I think he's dead.

- He wanted to kill you.
- Yep.

That's two people in one day

who wanted to actually kill you.

I've never been more popular.

Allegra, we need help.

You're right.

I've gotta get this pod fixed.

We're going skiing?

Ugh.

Hey, hey.

Look at that huge bug.

It's got two heads.

It's not a bug, it's a mutated amphibian.

It's a frog salamander-lizard thing,

sign of the times.

What happens if
somebody comes up here

and really wants to ski?

Come on, Pikul.
Nobody actually physically skis anymore.

You know that.

No, don't use that!

I'm bringing the sterile wash.

My darling.

Allegra Geller.

I am so pleased and so
astonished to see you here.

Kiri Vinokur, my bodyguard, Ted Pikul.

Hello.

Sterile wash.

Um, I hear this ridiculous story

about some fatwa against you.

The company are desperately
trying to find you.

Now, is this really serious?

Are you in danger?

There have been a couple of
attempts on my life already.

This is unbearable, the
company must stop this.

They owe you every kind of protection.

But, I don't know if they can do anything.

It seems to be open season on me.

Well, you will be safe
here, I assure you that.

I will contact Antenna right away

and have them send some
people over to come--

No, Kiri, don't.

You mustn't let anybody
know that we're here.

I can't be sure that Antenna
is completely safe for me.

I understand, yes.

You know,

you can hide out in one
of the guest chalets

as long as you like.

And, I'll make sure you get fresh towels.

And, make sure I don't lose
everything I have in here.

You bet.

Take that.

Good.

Pull this back.

What did you port into?

Pikul's bio-port.

Really, that's what caused all the damage?

It was, uh...

It was a flawed installation, my first.

Well,

it fried a lot of very
expensive neural webbing.

You see?

Looks like an animal in there.

Feels like you're operating
on somebody's pet dog.

I told you, Landry, we have become
glorified veterinarians.

Put a little in there, please.

The eXistenZ game-pod is
basically an animal, Mr. Pikul.

It's grown from fertilized amphibian eggs

stuffed with synthetic DNA.

Only Antenna Research has this.

Wow.

Where do the batteries go?

Oh, very funny.

He's not kidding.

He's a total PR nerd.

It ports into you.

You're the power source,

your body, your nervous system,

your metabolism, your energy.

You get tired, rundown,
it won't run properly.

Okay.

Landry here will finish up the pod work.

Now, let's uh,

get that nasty bio-port out of you,

put a nice fresh one in.

Ouch, it hurts.

I think it's infected.

No, it's not infected.

It's just excited.

It wants action.

But, I really don't
think that I want action,

me, I mean, the bearer
of the excited bio-port.

My baby here has now taken
three major hits, Pikul,

one in the church, one in the gas station,

and one on the operating table.

The only way I can tell
if everything's okay

is to play eXistenZ
with somebody friendly.

Are you friendly or are you not?

You're telling me this thing

will run off my body's energy?

That's how they work.

- Ah!
- See?

You're humming along already.

Okay, eXistenZ,

only from Antenna.

Here we go.

You, you've got a bit of an
unfair advantage, don't you?

How can I possibly compete

with the designer of the system?

Well,

you could beat the guy that
invented poker, couldn't you?

- Yeah.
- You want that one?

Yes, that one.

I asked if you want that one.

- Yes.
- I wouldn't recommend it.

Why not?

The graphics
on this one are better.

In fact, there's no comparison.

- Really?
- This is the one you want.

- That one?
- This one here.

That was beautiful.

I feel just like me.

Is that kind of transition normal,

that kinda

smooth interlacing from place to place?

Well, it depends on the style of the game.

You can get jagged, brutal cuts,

slow fades,

shimmering little morphs.

Whew, this is amazing.

I had no idea.

Look at this,
games I've never heard of.

Wait a minute.

That reminds me.

What precisely is the goal of the game

that we're playing now?

You have to play the game

to find out why you're playing the game.

It's the future, Pikul.

You'll see how natural it feels.

Look at this.

Can this be the future too?

Ever see anything like this before?

These are delicate.

You got to be careful.

Yes, I can imagine.

Cortical Systematics is
the latest and the hottest,

not just a new game, but a new system.

Will it work with an
industry standard bio-port?

I'm D'Arcy Nader.

Welcome to D'Arcy Nader's Game Emporium.

Is there anything I can
be uh, helping you with?

We're just looking.

Uh...

I have what you're looking for.

Who sent you?

It's none of your business who sent us.

We're here, that's all that matters.

God, what happened?

I, I didn't mean to say that.

No, it's your character who said it.

It's a kind of schizophrenic
feeling, isn't it?

You'll get used to it.

There are things that have to be said

to advance the plot and
establish the character,

and those things get said

whether you wanna say them or not.

Don't fight it, just go with it.

But should you be saying
this in front of him?

Look at him.

What's he doing?

He's gone into a game loop.

He won't come out of it until you give him

a proper line of game dialogue.

Uh...

This is tricky.

Start by repeating your last line.

Include his name so he
knows you're talking to him.

We're here, D'Arcy Nader
and that's all that matters.

Yes, you're right, that
is all that matters.

Now, you said you have what we want.

We're waiting.

You're going to need these micro-pods

to download your new identities.

I assume that you both have had these

industry standard bio-ports
that you mentioned installed.

Yes, of course, we both have bio-ports.

We do, don't we?

I assumed we did.

In the game, of course, we might not.

We better check.

Yeah, it's there.

Looks a little different, but it's there.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

Yes, we both have bio-ports.

Good.

Port in,

and this will tell you all
you need to know for now.

I'm uh, I'm gonna leave,

while you two uh, finish up here,

because uh,

it wouldn't be good for us
all to be seen together.

I assume that Nader is our
entry point into the game.

- Yeah, kinda disappointing.
- Nader?

Yeah, he's not a very
well-drawn character.

His dialogue was just so-so.

His accent, just

Yeah.

Okay.

The pods are so small they plug
directly into the bio-port.

Okay.

- Oh, God.
- What happened?

The whole pod just
disappeared into your back.

It disappeared into my back?

It's in my spine?

It's working its way
around my spinal cord?

Don't panic, it's just a game.

Do you feel anything yet?

No, I don't.

Not a thing, I don't feel a thing.

Do you want me to do you?

Yeah.

What the hell was that?

That wasn't me.

It was my game character.

I wouldn't have done
that, not here anyway.

Our characters are obviously

supposed to jump on each other.

It's most probably a
pathetically mechanical attempt

to heighten the emotional tension

of the next game sequence.

No use fighting it.

What about our new identities?

Do you feel yours yet?

They'll take care of themselves.

I'm very worried about my body.

Your what?

Where are our real bodies?

Are they alright?

What if they're hungry?

What if there's danger?

They're just where we left them.

They're sitting quietly, eyes closed.

It's just like meditating.

I feel really vulnerable.

Disembodied.

Okay.

Don't sweat it.

All your senses are still operating.

You're gonna pop right out of the game

if there's a problem.

Trying to remember who you are?

Hey, it works!

I must be Yevgeny Nourish.

And you, you are new to trout farm.

Yeah.

Yes, I'm,

I'm very new.

Did you say trout farm?

Yeah, trout farm.

Trout farm, you know,
raising baby trout from eggs

and releasing them in rivers.

Entire place used to be trout farm.

From outside, you would never guess

it's now factory for making game-pods.

Seems like most everything

used to be something else, yes?

You might be new,

but you seem to know what you're doing.

It surprises me more
than it surprises you.

You might be new,

but you seem to know what you're doing.

I've been trained by the very best.

Huh.

So have I, my friend.

So have I.

Where are you planning to have lunch?

I'm new here.

I have no plans for lunch.

May I suggest the Chinese
restaurant in the forest?

Everyone knows where it is, just ask.

Well, won't you be going there too?

Unfortunately, I have
other plans for lunch.

But I do suggest you order the special.

And don't take no for answer.

Alright, I'll do that.

Larry.

Yes?

Need this in the back, and
then they asked for you.

Hey.

I saw you make contact, Larry Ashon.

What did the guy on the
assembly line say to you?

Can you believe the game
version of your pod?

It's sick and so unconvincing.

I mean, using mutated animal
organs and nervous systems

as game-pod parts is certainly feasible,

but... everything here is so dirty.

Absurd.

Grotesque.

I saw you make contact, Larry Ashon.

What did the guy on the
assembly line say to you?

He told me where to have lunch.

We have nice sea bass today.

Shall I bring it for everyone?

We want the special.

Did you hear me, Chinese waiter?

We want the special.

The special is for special occasions.

I cannot give you the special.

But this is a special occasion.

It's her birthday.

A birthday is a special occasion.

I will therefore bring
the special for everybody.

I guess the
special isn't very popular.

I guess not.

I wanna put the game on pause.

Heh?

The game can be paused, can't it?

I mean, all games can be paused, right?

Yeah, sure.

But why, what's wrong?

I mean, aren't you dying to see

what's so special about the special?

I'm feeling a little
disconnected from my real life.

I'm kinda losing touch
with the texture of it.

You know what I mean?

I mean, I actually
think there's an element

of psychosis involved here.

Yes.

This is a great sign.

It means your nervous
system is fully engaging

with the game architecture.

EXistenZ is paused!

Did I do that?

I guess I did.

So how does it feel?

What?

Your real life.

The one you came back for.

It feels completely unreal.

You're stuck now, aren't you?

You wanna go back to
the Chinese restaurant

because there's nothing happening here.

We're safe.

It's boring.

It's worse than that.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure here, where
we are, is real at all.

This feels like a game to me.

And you,

you're beginning to feel a
bit like a game character.

Definitely not.

Let's go back.

Special order for the birthday girl.

Hope you enjoy it very much.

Look, it's our two-headed friend.

Doesn't look too healthy.

I think I lost my appetite.

Oh, a shame.

Mutant reptiles and amphibians provide new

and previously unimagined
taste sensations.

Shall I clear all this away?

No.

We're happy.

Very good.

Enjoy.

Pikul, what are you doing?

I don't know.

I find this disgusting,
but I can't help myself.

Good.

Good?

You think this is good?

Yeah, it's a genuine game urge.

It's something your game
character was born to do.

Don't fight it.

I'm fighting it.

But it isn't doing me any good.

Oh, my God.

This looks awfully familiar.

You sure this is okay?

Yeah, it should be okay.

Do you have that bridge in real life?

Absolutely not, my teeth are perfect.

Death to the demoness, Allegra Geller.

That's not funny.

Sorry.

But, you know,

I do feel the urge to kill someone here.

Who?

I need to kill our waiter.

Oh.

Well, that makes sense.

Um, waiter!

Waiter!

When he comes over, do it, don't hesitate.

But, everything in the
game is so realistic.

I, I don't think I really could.

You won't be able to stop yourself.

You might as well enjoy it.

Free will is obviously not a big factor

in this little world of ours.

It's like real life.

There's just enough to
make it interesting.

He's too nice.

I won't do it.

What can I do to make
your lunch more pleasant?

I found this in my soup
and I'm very upset.

Ugh!

It's alright.

Just uh,

a little misunderstanding over the check.

Pay no attention and enjoy your meal.

I feel a serious game
urge to get out of here.

Through the kitchen, that way.

Did you like the meal I prepared for you?

Yeah, it was very

revealing.

Yes, it certainly was for me.

You both passed our little
test with flying colors.

Why did the Chinese waiter have to die?

A waiter hears many things spoken

when people are relaxing and eating.

A waiter has many
opportunities for betrayal.

He betrayed you?

He betrayed us, us!

Come, this way.

Come.

These are the breeding pools,

breeding pools.

Is this uh,

is this where you caught today's special?

Hmm, we originally were
raising these mutant creatures

for their nervous systems for game-pods,

but then we found they
could be quite tasty.

So, we opened the restaurant,

and now that is our cover.

But of course, we are also
raising them as components

for undetectable and
hypoallergenic weapons,

right under the noses of our enemies.

And speaking of our enemies,

it's important that you go back to work

at Cortical Systematics.

We, we need to maintain

as many agents there as possible.

The trout farm is owned
by Cortical Systematics?

Yeah.

Their corporate slogan should be

enemies of reality.

Someday soon, we will destroy trout farm

and all game-pods inside.

We love you,

now that you have proven to be

true and trustworthy Realists.

We'll be in touch.

I'm looking for D'Arcy Nader, is he here?

Hugo Carlaw, is D'Arcy Nader here?

He's in the back.

You want him, there he is.

Hmm, hmm, hmm!

You shouldn't have killed
the Chinese waiter.

Why not?

He was your contact at the trout farm,

damn good man.

His dog brought me this.

We were contacted there
by Yevgeny Nourish.

He seemed to know exactly who we were.

That's because Nader tipped him off

that you were coming.

Nader was a mole for Cortical Systematics.

You're with the Realist Underground.

Yes, I was placed here
to keep an eye on Nader.

If Nourish isn't our
real contact, who is he?

Nourish is a double agent
for Cortical Systematics.

He was working with Nader

to subvert the Realist cause

and doing it rather well.

After all, he got you to
assassinate your own contact.

But now, you're gonna put a stop to him.

I don't wanna be here.

Come, Pikul.

You've just got a bad case
of first-time user anxiety.

I don't like it here.

I don't know what's going on.

We're both stumbling around together

in this unformed world

whose rules and objectives
are largely unknown,

seemingly indecipherable,

or even possibly non-existent,

always on the verge of being killed

by forces that we don't understand.

That sounds like my game, alright.

That sounds like a game

that's not gonna be easy to market.

But, it's a game
everybody's already playing.

The cashier said it would
be in a familiar place.

Is there such a thing here?

My assembly bay.

Psst.

Is that it over there?

God, it's ugly even for a game-pod.

I have a terrible urge to port into it.

What about you?

Sure, yeah,

desperate to port into it.

Alright, here we go.

You wanna give me a hand?

You're not serious!

I mean, that's a diseased pod.

- You port into that--
- Yes, exactly.

Help me.

How long does it take

for the infection to take hold?

No time at all.

And then, you quietly port
into all the other pods

and spread the infection to them.

Oh, God.

What's happening?

Ugh, something's wrong.

I'm gonna unport you now.

Oh, God, don't, don't!

That really, that really hurts.

I'm gonna cut you free.

- No, no, I'm afraid!
- Shh

Ugh!

Pikul

I'm bleeding to death.

I'm sorry.

I don't know,

I don't know what else to do!

I know what to do.

I know exactly what to do.

Death to Realism!

Burn!

Burn, diseased pod.

Eww!

Bugs!

No, no, spores,

deadly spores.

- Spores!
- No, it's

Ugh!

Death to the demoness!

Demoness!

I think we just lost the game.

Or, maybe not.

Allegra, we're back home.

We're back home.

Pikul, Pikul.

What's the matter, what's wrong?

It's here.

It's happened.

It's come back here with us.

We brought it back from eXistenZ.

Brought what back?

I can't understand what you're saying.

We brought the disease back with us.

My pod is diseased.

Oh, God!

I'm really gonna lose it.

I'm gonna lose my game.

Ugh!

Unport me, come on, unport me.

- Alright.
- Ugh!

Okay, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

What the

This, this can't be possible.

How can a game event merge into real life?

There's a very weird reality

bleed-through effect happening here.

I'm not sure I get it.

Come on baby.

Come on.

What's in the needle?

Sporicide.

Pods are susceptible to spore infections.

It can work if you get it in time.

Come on, come on.

Let me see your bio-port.

- What?
- Let me see it.

What?

I know what happened.

It's Kiri Vinokur, that bastard.

Vinokur?

He gave you a new bio-port, didn't he?

Oh, God.

He gave you an infected bio-port

so that my pod would die,
and so would my game system!

I'm infected, wait a minute.

The poor thing was trying
to tell us that it was sick

by introducing the theme
of disease into the game.

The theme of disease?

I'm fucking really infected!

What, is it gonna crawl up
my spine and rot my brain?

Alright, alright, just calm down.

I've got something that will help you.

Turn around.

I'm gonna seal up your bio-port

with this sporicidal resonator.

It uses the Umby pickups for power.

It should cleanse all your
porting channels of infection

within a few hours.

It's gonna give you a slight
skin buzz when it's done.

Of course, we can't play until then.

Great.

Now listen.

Listen.

This, this could be critical.

Were you really saying

- that Vinokur is an agent for--
- Oh, God!

Pikul,

my pod's dying.

I can't help it.

There's nothing I can do for it.

Shh...

Ugh!

Get down!

The uprising has begun!

The world is in flames!

Let's go!

You gotta get out of here!

They're gonna be looking for you.

The cashier!

He's a game character, how can he be here?

Leave that rotting piece of meat here.

It's done its job.
- Wait, wait, wait!

I keep my game inside there,
I can't let my game die!

No, wait!

More mutants for the.

Allegra, listen to me, listen to me.

I think we're still inside the game.

I think your pod's out there
somewhere, somewhere safe.

I think it's alright
to let go of this one.

This pod, it's not the real one.

Everybody, out now!

This way, come on, follow me!

This way, come on.

Fire!

Up here.

Right behind you!

You can see everything from up here!

What is it that we're seeing?

The victory of Realism,

and you were part of it.

The death of eXistenZ,

and we were part of it.

There's just one more thing.

We're on your side.

How could you be?

How could Allegra Geller,

the world's premier game designer,

be on our side?

Oh yeah, we know who you are,

but you can't hide inside a game forever.

Something slipped over
the edge here, Allegra.

Something is all wrong.

See what I mean?

See the problem?

Ugh!

I tried to find you.

Thank God I got here in time.

My dog brought me this.

You didn't get here in time.

My game is dead.

You murdered my game!

No, I murdered your pod.

Your game is healthy and happy.

No.

I replicated your pod's
entire nervous system

during our little surgical
procedure at the chalet,

complete with contents.

You copied eXistenZ?

Allegra, come over to
Cortical Systematics.

Yes, yes, Cortical Systematics.

I am defecting, and so
are all Antenna top brass.

You're a spy for Cortical Systematics?

If you want to be reunited with your baby,

you'll come over to us.

Can you talk to her?

It would be best for everyone.

I mean, you can come with us too.

Ugh!

Heh.

What the fuck are you doing?

You've killed him.

Are you gonna kill me next?

Pikul, he was only a game character.

I didn't like the way he
was messing with my mind.

You didn't like that, so you killed him?

He's only a game character.

Allegra, what if we're
not in the game anymore?

If we're not

If we're not,

then you just killed someone real.

It was no accident that you and I ended
up on the run together.

Not an accident?

No.

That's why you never had a bio-port.

You were one of them.

I still am one of them.

But, you have a bio-port now.

I made the bio-port sacrifice
to get close to you.

Why would you wanna do that?

To understand what I have to kill.

Then understand this.

Understand I knew that
you were my real assassin

when you pointed the gun at me

in the Chinese restaurant.

And, understand that

you're dead.

Death to the demon Ted Pikul!

Have I won?

Have I won the game?

Have I won?

Are you all back?

We're back.

We're back, Merle,

but I have a feeling some of our crew

doesn't realize it yet.

Wow, anybody want a bowl
of hot and sour soup?

It's on me.

Yes, I'll have some.

If you make sure there's some

mutated amphibian nervous
systems in the rice.

You know, my accent in
the game was so thick,

I could hardly understand myself.

- How long were we gone?
- About 20 minutes.

God, it seemed like days. It's fantastic.

Just think about it, man.

If you stayed your whole
life in the game world,

then you could live to about,

I don't know, uh 500 years.

The twists and turns at
the end made my head spin.

Maybe there was too
many, too fast to absorb.

I sucked, but you guys were great.

I mean, you were like game divas.

You know, personally, I think
you both deserved to win.

I was really bummed out at first

I got knocked out of the game so soon.

It was fantastic how mean you were,

really scary and crazy.

I had a lot to do in that
first scene at the church,

but I thought the character was boring.

Hmm.

Well, no matter how boring you were,

you still all get a certificate,

a certificate for helping us out here,

and, am I right about this, Merle?

- I think uh--
- Yes.

And that will entitle you to reserve

one of the first batch of the
transCendenZ by Pilgrlmage

game modules to hit the market

at a seriously discounted price.

You're gonna love it.

Remember, it's written like this,

Capital C, capital Z.

TransCendenZ.

It's new, it's from Pilgrlmage,
capital P, capital I,

and it's coming soon.

Oh, I just wanted to say
thank you to Mr. Nourish

for giving me the chance to play

the role of a star designer.

I guess the game picked up

on my ambition to be like you.

Allegra, you were so good in that role,

that I suspect it won't be long

before Pilgrlmage is after you
to sign a designing contract.

And uh, maybe you should bring along

your friend, Ted here, Mr. Pikul.

He's obviously pretty good in a crisis,

and when you're designing
games, there's plenty of those.

Heh, I guess you could
all tell that Pikul and I

had a relationship prior to coming here.

We really do like to play together.

We do,

but I'd just like to assure everybody here

that Allegra wouldn't really jump into bed

with a security guard,

unless he were me.

Well, what do we have
to say to our brilliant

award-winning game
designer, Yevgeny Nourish?

Does he have another
winner on his hands or not?

Merle, I was very disturbed
by the game we just played.

What do you mean?

It had a very strong,
very real anti-game theme.

I mean, it began with the attempted

assassination of a game designer.

Really?

That's very creative.

On second thought, I see what you mean.

It makes me nervous.

You think this must've come

from one of our game players?

Well, it sure didn't come from me.

Let's probe it when we do the focus group.

Thank you for looking after my dog.

Hi.

We just wanted to ask Mr.
Nourish some questions

away from the others.
- Yeah.

Sure, shoot, as long as you don't ask me

to fill in your questionnaires.

We've played your game now,

so we can finally agree with the others

that you are indeed the
world's greatest game artist.

We weren't sure before.

Well, thanks so much.

Yevgeny, don't you think
you should have to suffer

for all the harm you've done

and intend to do to the human race?

- What?
- Yes.

Don't you think the world's
greatest game artist

ought to be punished,

for the most effective
deforming of reality?

Uh, I don't think this is very

Guys, can you come over
here right now, please?

Death to the demon, Yevgeny Nourish!

Death to Pilgrlmage!

Death to transCendenZ!

No, no, no, you don't have to shoot me!

Hey, tell me the truth.

Are we still in the game?