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They need to be sprayed so it doesn't spread from plant to plant

and ruin our whole harvest.

I see it now.

I'll go get the sprayer.

It's already done.

This food is our survival, Mal.

Without it, we starve.

You must learn how to tend it.

All right.

Enough lessons for today. Run along.

Remember, Mal, never eat anything from the outside.

Ever.

Do you understand?

I know where you're going.

To the ruins of the old city.

Again.

Your mother warned you about going there. You know why?

Don't you?

Move, sir.

It's because the woods are filled with the Beans.

Big, smelly ones.

With razor teeth and claws like hooks.

They hunt in packs, you know. They follow you, and they corner you, and

they... The Beans all died a long time ago, in the camp.

Grandfather said so. He just tells you that so you won't be scared.

Why do you think he keeps fixing all the perimeter traps?

This is for animals, sir.

Believe what you want to believe.

But you should know this.

The being's favorite food is sulcan children who wonder whether or not it's

supposed to. And when those monsters are done with you, there's not even enough

left over to bury.

There is nothing wrong with your television.

Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are now controlling the transmission.

We control the horizontal and the vertical. We can delude you with a

channels or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.

We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.

For the next hour, We will control all that you see and hear.

You are about to experience the odd mystery which reaches from the deepest

mind to the outer limits.

Our most powerful instinct is self -preservation.

But what happens when fear and mistrust twist that drive into a force more

destructive than any outside enemy?

Today, along with our freedom, we reclaim the names that we were given at

birth but never dared speak aloud while we were in the camp.

I stand before you not as

Prisoner 98801.

I am Rebecca, named by my mother from the ancient Book of Wisdom.

Who else will throw off their slave names?

Speak your true name so that everyone can hear. I am David, and this is Isaac.

The elders tell me it means...

The one who laughs.

Isaac.

I'm Ruth.

My mother named me after her own mother.

And I'm Caleb.

The elders said it means faithful one.

Joshua.

Henry.

If there's anyone we should honor today, it's your mother.

We would have never made it out of the camp without her, bravely.

Fight them!

Fight!

We

would

have remained slaves forever, working in that camp.

Your mother saved us.

She died a hero.

Now tell me.

What name will you go by?

It would have to be a pretty name.

Strong. To suit you.

Well, we'll just have to think of something, won't we?

My name is Alec.

And we'll be naming things Rebecca.

What do we call these useless ruins we've journeyed so far to find?

Surely not the promised land that the elders spoke of. We haven't explored it

all yet. It's a junkyard.

We've been out of the camp for a week. And we're worse off than when we were

prisoners. Well, if you'd rather starve in your prison bed than go back to it,

the rest of us have to find food that's safe to eat.

Father, I'm hungry.

You want food?

I'll show you food.

We're surrounded by it.

Don't be stupid.

You know everything beyond the walls of the camp was poisoned by the aliens

during the war. Look around you.

The trees and plants have grown back.

What if the stories they told us about poisoning the food is just a lie?

Like everything else they told us. The natural food was uncontaminated. Don't

you think that they'd have fed us with it instead of the scraps that we got?

They'd have gotten more work out of us if we were healthy and strong.

You see, the food is fine.

What they poisoned was our mind. No, wait.

Please, don't let your hunger ruin your head.

Please, David, for your son's sake.

I'm starving, Rebecca. What have we got to lose?

Wait. Please.

Please.

I know you're hungry. It'll only make you sick. Please, you've got to be

We will find real food soon, I promise.

Where's Ma?

He was here earlier.

He helped me most of the morning. I told him he could go.

Arthur! There is only so much information the boy can absorb at a

And I'm afraid farming doesn't interest him much.

I know what does interest him.

That old city. I don't think there's anything to worry about.

Just some old junk.

What if he gets lost?

What if one of those old buildings collapses?

We'd never be able to find him. He'll be fine. He's just exploring.

You know, it can't be easy for him living here with no friends, no children

own age to play with. Sometimes I wish our ancestors had gone on one of those

last transport ships and gotten out of here like everyone else.

Yes. Well, they were a stubborn plot.

Didn't want to give up what they started here, I suppose.

I know it's not been easy for you either.

Not since we lost Saren.

I understand.

I miss him too.

And the boys miss their father.

I can't help thinking his illness.

Could have been cured back on the home planet.

We could have bought him a place on one of the renegade supply ships.

He wouldn't leave us.

He was a good man.

I know sometimes it seems hard and lonely here, but...

Our ancestors probably did us a favor. Things would have been worse on a

resettlement colony. At least here we have land to call our own, a good food

supply. And Mal will learn in time that it's not so bad here.

After all, you turned out all right.

Yes. Yes.

My stomach hurts.

You must stay down. You're burning up your feet.

I've got to find Isaac. Isaac will be fine.

Are you impressed?

Ruth?

Thank God you're all right. I didn't know where you'd gone.

The fruit made them sick.

Run to the system and get me some water.

Come on, Isaac.

Breathe for me.

Maybe you have a purpose beyond this place.

Maybe we all do.

May the Lord watch over all our souls.

And ours.

What is it?

Come on.

It's getting away.

It shouldn't be too hard to follow the trail.

What about the six worms?

Come on, we'll come back for them.

What is it?

I think it's a farm.

The elders used to talk about them.

People lived on them in the old days.

They grew things.

There must be food here.

The whole lot of them.

They were on the old city and they saw me.

Then they chased me through the woods.

They were trying to eat me, just like Strauss said.

What have you been told? Telling him?

Nothing.

You know, he's just making this up so you won't punish him.

I am not. They chased me all the way here.

Liar. That's enough, Char.

What have I told you about leaving the property?

Mother, the baby... I am not interested in fantastic stories. We are talking

about disobeying.

Go outside and look. You'll see them. Go to your room, Ma 'al.

Grandfather?

Disobeying is one thing.

Telling lies is another.

It's not a lie.

They're out there.

In the woods.

behind us. Let's go.

David.

You scared us to death. What are you doing?

I sat back there in the city watching the others die.

And I wanted to die myself, but for some reason I didn't.

Maybe I didn't eat as much of the fruit, or maybe it's what you said.

Maybe I have a purpose.

Did you see them?

No, I didn't.

They're hiding.

A couple of big ones and one that's smaller like me. Now that would be

Shut up!

Go back and help your mother with the meal.

We don't believe in either thing.

The beings all died hundreds of years ago, as I've told you many times before.

How do you know?

When our people first landed here, in my great -grandparents' time, they came in

peace. They brought gifts and offerings.

But the beings attacked and killed many of them.

Then... was the war.

Our people won, but it was a bitter struggle.

Every living thing on this planet was poisoned.

That's why we can only eat the food we grow ourselves.

If the beings are all dead, then what was chasing me?

They've gone back inside.

We're safe.

Perhaps, but for how long?

What are you so worried about? They didn't find us.

They didn't look very hard.

Well, maybe they didn't believe the small one.

And maybe they did.

And they're just waiting until there's enough of them to come back and look

harder.

Or maybe what we saw is all there is.

The one with the weapon and the small ones.

Is there any more that have come after us?

I remember those weapons.

From the camp.

I think we should go back to the others.

They're depending on us to get food. We can't go back with empty hands.

What is it?

Food.

Cooking over an open flame.

So they sit there eating their fill.

While we lose our children to starvation and disease, disease that they visited

on this planet.

Generations of our people have suffered at their hand.

I can't bring my son back, but I can do something in his memory.

I think we go in and we take what is rightfully ours.

I'm sorry I lost my patience with you, but you must learn to follow the rules.

For your own good.

Well, what is it?

I was just wondering about the beings.

Grandfather said in the old days we had to kill them all because they were

attacking our people.

Yes.

But didn't they live here first?

I'm going to go out and check the property. Stay here with Mal. Cha, come

me.

I heard Caleb scream. He must have triggered some device.

It was like knives going through him.

We have to go back and find Rebecca. She couldn't make it out.

And end up like Caleb.

I'll take my chance.

The traps could be anywhere.

There must be a way back into that farm.

All right, you stay here with the girl.

You're a brave one, but I don't think rocks are a match for what they've got.

Just stay here with her until I get back.

The rocks would have sprung if it was wired.

Come on, hurry.

I know we're all hungry, but we have to save some.

You're telling how long it's going to last?

Not for long.

We have to find a way to improve our odds next time we go in. It's not going

be next time.

They'll be waiting for us. What about the rest of our people?

Don't we have to get back there soon?

We've got to get him some of this food. It's pointless.

There was no one left alive when I set out.

I need your strength.

Besides, you earned it.

It was so smart of you to use the locks to spring the traps.

I know I can't take the place of your mother.

But I can be your friend.

When the stars were out and the world was full of hope, the people roamed free

and hunted and cooked great feasts.

Goodnight.

The food is gone and so is Ruth. She couldn't have taken it if she wouldn't.

Oh, wouldn't she?

Who's always arguing against raiding the farm? Who's always saying we should

turn back?

It doesn't make sense. Where would she go?

Maybe to the aliens.

Why? She's terrified of them.

Maybe so terrified she thinks that giving herself up to them and betraying

the only chance of her survival.

All right, we've got to move before they find us. Move?

Where? Either that or we strike now.

The two of us? And a child?

With rocks and sticks against hidden traps and beam weapons?

There's no choice!

We've got no food!

Don't you think I know that?

I'm sorry we're in this mess.

I'm sorry Ruth ran out on us, and I'm sorry about your son.

But I've got Tali to think about now.

And making stupid decisions out of desperation is not going to help her or

They killed one of our people in cold blood.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure what happened to Caleb was planned. It could have been

a... Sure, except for animals.

Well, that's what we are to them.

I think they're the animals.

The promised land is right here.

And as long as it's within my reach, I will not go hungry for another day. I'm

not asking that. I'm just saying maybe there's a way to get what we want

a war.

There's been too much dying.

We do not presume to judge

this being.

Would bear him no malice

Therefore

we grant him a burial the same as we would one of our own

And we grant him the liberation of his life force. May his spirit be freed.

Why

is

this happening?

Why now? Why us?

Because we're here and we have what they want. I don't understand.

For as long as I can remember, you've always told us that all the beings died.

It seems I was mistaken.

I apologize.

Apologize?

For what?

That's why you believe, Ma.

That's why you haven't been surprised by any of this. I knew there were labor

camps from the war days, producing fuel for the ships. I knew that some of the

beings were kept alive to work in them.

But the camps closed a hundred years ago.

Not all of them.

Why would anyone keep the camps going after the Great Army moved on?

The wars they were using the slave labor for ended long before I was even born.

The camps were automated, run by androids. They were programmed to

discontinue operations once the camps became obsolete.

You mean kill all the beings?

Some of them must have survived somehow.

How do you know all this?

Our great -grandparents.

believed the record keepers didn't tell us the whole story about our landing on

this planet.

They believed our ships attacked without warning. They defied government orders

by trying to hide the beings and help them escape.

This was their penance.

And now it's ours.

You knew all this?

And you never told anyone?

good would it have done.

But I can promise you this.

The mistakes of the past will not be repeated.

The beings have caused us only pain.

I will defend this family whatever the cost.

Go back to the house.

Protect the boy.

Go on, get out of here!

Ruth!

Where did you go? Come on, we gotta get him out of here.

You alright?

I'm fine.

Take the food and go.

I can't leave you here.

I'll stay with them.

You go.

being, mother.

The smaller one like me.

Did I kill her?

I don't know.

All I know is that you saved your brother's life.

You should be very proud.

How is it, mother?

I'm fine, grandfather.

When you're finished, secure the doors and windows.

Cha and I will go out back and guard the barn. They'll go after the food supply

first. What if we just gave them some food?

Maybe they'd go away.

They'll never go away.

You think the worst of me.

Why do you care what I think?

I was afraid.

Can't you understand that?

I didn't think.

I just took the food and ran.

But I'm not afraid anymore?

No.

Then you're not just a traitor.

You're also stupid.

David, wait!

Stop it!

Stop it, both of you!

Talia's fighting for her life.

What are we doing?

Fighting among ourselves.

We risked our lives to break away from the camp so our children could have a

chance to live in freedom.

So help me.

If Talia survives this, that's the life she will have.

I'm not willing to just survive anymore.

I'm going back over that fence.

And I don't just want loot.

I want justice.

Caracara!

No!

No!

What mercy did you show my people?

My son who died in one of your prison camps.

It's healing

Maybe

it just

needs more time

It is one of the great mysteries of existence, how the smallest drop of

understanding can cleanse a sea of mistrust and hate.