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There's something I've been meaning to ask you, Larissa.

Can you remember a time when you can honestly say that you were happy?

I mean, truly happy?

I must have been, I don't know, five?

And I remember running on a greenway.

I didn't know it, but my father had saved up his fee credits for a whole

just so I could have that experience.

smell of the lawn and the feel of the grass between my toes.

You know, I still hold out hope that ordinary workers will be able to enjoy

things like that again someday.

Parks and gardens and beautiful things.

If not for me, then for my children.

Hey, you're up early.

Uh, well, I wanted to give you this for the transfer.

A peach?

Dominic, it's beautiful.

Hydroponics are hard to come by.

Well, some people deserve the extra effort. Transfer begins in 15 minutes.

outfits are required to proceed to their designated stasis center.

Thank you for the gift.

I'll save it for my next transfer.

Before you go, um, are you doing anything on the 20th?

That's what, a Saturday?

Yeah.

Well, I like to be home on Saturdays. Make an exception, because I have

something planned that I think you'll really enjoy.

All right, sure.

The 20th.

Don't forget.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

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 deluge 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 awe and mystery which reaches from the deepest

inner mind to the outer limits.

To sleep.

perchance to dream.

But what happens when the dream is to never sleep again?

Good morning, Eric.

First things first. First white stone to be two.

And while you mull that, I'll tell you my progress from the last three days.

I've done as complete a computer analysis of the control valve redesigns

possible, but as you noted, we can't specify the alloy needed for the valve

without hard data on heat coefficient and viscosity.

Um, I'm sorry. I should be more focused.

But I can't stop thinking about how sad you looked at the last transfer.

And how much I wanted to reach out to touch you.

Please make sure you erase this.

Hey, got your message.

A little stasis fatigue, huh?

They can figure out how to put you out for 72 hours. Right, nowhere to make it

restful. Well, that's amazing.

You still remember what it's like to be one of the great unwashed.

So who's... Palm, did you agree to become an elite? It was... Oh, you gotta

chalk that up to my smarts and, yeah, my killer good looks.

Right.

Humility never was your strong suit.

Yeah, and forgiveness was never yours.

So, anyway, what can I do for you here, huh? I need to get the viscosity and the

heat coefficient of the fluid for this valve right here.

Isn't that in your stasis partner's report?

I've, uh, listened to that twice already. If you look right here,

want to go with copper.

Yeah, sure, if there were any. So you're telling me the elite doesn't have a

stockpile somewhere?

Well, despite rumors to the contrary, we have no magic wands.

Well, then I'll have to formulate an alloy. Without the fluid data, I'm

in the dark, and getting numbers on this project is like pulling teeth.

Okay, I'll look into it.

Hey, I'll see if I can get you a decent shaver, huh?

Thank you, Dom.

You're welcome.

Bye.

Good morning, Eric.

Room for maybe 24 turbines, no more.

And the fuel cells have to be pretty close together so the energy won't

dissipate.

Something I can help you with?

No, sir.

Let mankind choose.

The resistance needs you.

Damn stasis jumper.

Half the life is no life.

Stasis is murder.

Hit him again.

Hello, Winston.

Couple of returns.

Oh, good evening, Eric.

How did my recommendation fare?

Magical kingdom inside of a wardrobe.

I was skeptical at first, but it was nice. Very, very imaginative.

So what will it be tonight?

Something romantic, I think.

Shakespeare?

Contemporary? Or one of those delightfully trashy novels of the late

century? No.

Some poetry, maybe.

Yes, you are on a romantic kick lately.

Let's see here.

The collected work of R. Kozlov.

I read them.

The Mobarok compilations. I read those too.

Oh, yes.

I read those twice, actually.

So you have.

I tell you what.

Can you keep a secret?

Sure.

I'm expecting delivery of something rather special.

I should have it here by your next transfer.

Half a century ago, our forefathers designed the Stasis Initiative as a

temporary measure to save mankind from itself.

The idea was simple. Cut the consumption of resources in half by dividing the

population of workers into two groups.

and rotate them in and out of suspended animation every 72 hours. A group of

managers would oversee the process.

Who could have anticipated we'd wind up a self -proclaimed aristocracy?

Fellow members of the elite, I think the time has come for us all to renounce

our Level 1 privileges, including the stasis exemption.

Aristocracy? In fairness, Kayla, there are plenty of former workers who have

earned their way into the elite by excelling in their fields. Spare me the

egalitarian platitudes. You know as well as I do that less than 2 % of the elite

are former workers.

Once the Alpha's relocation to the countryside takes effect next month, the

lives of all citizens will improve dramatically.

I implore you.

To put a hold on those plans.

The reality is, if we do not renounce our privileges, they will be forcibly

taken from us.

Look around you. Stasis jumping is on the rise. The resistance is growing

day. Most workers understand that the stasis initiative and the conservation

that it's brought is the only thing that staved off complete annihilation.

is not about conservation anymore.

Why go forward with something as drastic and morally reprehensible as the

relocation? We should be moving towards abolishing stasis altogether.

That's treason. How much more stasis jumping are we going to tolerate? I

we've heard enough.

Cancel the relocation.

Abolish stasis.

Let the workers run amok over what little we have left.

That's a recipe for disaster.

I move for the censure and arrest of Kayla Powers and all those who support

This council formally seconds the charge of treason. What say you?

It's all right. I'll take that. I'll take that.

Incarcerate her pending a formal hearing.

to me if I remember a time when I was truly and honestly happy.

And I can remember two times.

Both of them happened so long ago. I don't know if they're dreams or if they

actually happened.

One of them is when I'm with my father and we were at the city center and I

remember him laughing.

I loved his laugh.

He was laughing at me when I Buried my face in the perfumed petals of the

rose bush that was there.

That image sometimes comes to me in stasis.

You know, they say you don't dream in stasis, but I do.

I dream of roses.

Pink roses.

Are we kidding?

That's never going to happen.

The stasis transfers will never end.

And even if they do, the relocation will keep us apart.

Too much to ask.

To feel you beside me.

Talk to you in the flesh.

Press my lips against yours.

We occupy the same rooms. We share the same job.

But we might as well be halfway around the world from each other.

It isn't fair.

It's not fair.

Get back in your chamber.

That's life.

It's life.

by the Urban Conservation Authority.

The UCA is pleased to announce that the stasis initiative has nearly completed

in third phase.

The relocation of the alpha population to the perimeter lands will take effect

in 28 days.

As a result, all citizens enjoy increased rations and substantial

stasis commitments.

Until then, the UCA reminds you that to conserve is to survive.

Man.

Hi there.

Hi.

I was told that you have the valve data.

Yes, right here.

Something else?

I have a friend who would really appreciate a gift which is in fairly

supply.

Uh -huh.

So what is it you want, hypothetically?

A rose, actually. Just a single pink rose.

All right.

You know I would do whatever I could to help you, but things like that are only

available on the black market, which is, of course... Illegal, I know.

But we both know the elite have access to certain things.

That doesn't mean I can just snap my fingers and get you anything you want.

You know, it's hard to believe you're the same scrawny kid that I used to play

hooky with, isn't it?

Forget I said anything.

A rose, okay. A pink rose.

Costs a lot.

I'm willing to make the necessary sacrifices for it.

All right.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

You mustn't tell anyone about this.

I thought they got rid of all the books when they transferred the disc. Just

keep it to yourself.

I could lose my license.

So who's the special lady?

My stasis partner.

Careful. One thing I learned, alpha and betas don't make good matches.

Page 112 is my favorite.

Very inspirational.

Thanks, Winston.

Larissa, I know this is your favorite piece of music, and it's actually grown

me as well.

I don't have any bushes or balconies, so I'm afraid this is the best I can do in

the serenade department.

Besides, I think you already know the answer to the question, wherefore art

thou?

It's, um, C .E. Cummings.

In case you wonder.

Your slice look easily uncloses me.

I've closed myself as fingers.

You open always, petal by petal, myself.

As spring opens, touching skillfully, mysteriously, our first rose.

I do not know what it is about you. It closes and opens.

Only something in me understands. The voice in your eyes is deeper than all

roses.

Not even a rain. That's a small hand.

You didn't forget, did you?

No, Dominic, I just, I don't feel up to it today. Trust me, this isn't something

you're going to want to miss.

Well, I don't have anything to wear.

I, uh, I took care of that.

Very nice.

It's wonderful, huh?

It's beautiful.

I'd heard that places like this still existed, I just...

Never thought I would see it. Well, I don't want to give you the wrong

impression. I mean, even the elite only treats itself once in a blue moon.

Anyway, go ahead.

Keep yourself.

It doesn't seem right.

Hey, you only live half your life.

Enjoy the occasional blessing. Come on.

Thank you.

It's like a dream.

Well, a botanist's dream, that's for sure.

Over 240 rare plant species, many of them thought to be extinct.

I wish my father could have seen this.

Just give me a couple minutes.

So, Dominic, slumming again?

Well, we don't all wear our sense of entitlement as well as you.

Planning on awakening Sleeping Beauty from faces?

UCA charter permits guests to an elite event.

Provided a conjugal potential exists.

I'm in compliance with the charter. Thank you very much.

You, uh, have a problem?

Well, I'm not the one dating the worker.

Second generation elite. They've never supported intermarriage. And you?

Not the most cardinal of sins, but it's also not the wisest move right now.

That's a good point.

She's slated for relocation with all the 50 other alphas.

Such a damn waste.

I don't suppose there's any way to make an exception.

But she knows the main thing better than any computer expert we have.

What about promoting her to an elite?

Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Kayla Powers arrested for questioning

status quo?

Well, the difference is I know where my loyalties lie.

I hope so.

The council would hate to see an ambitious forward thinker like yourself

out on a chance at advancement.

You expect me to believe that I'm being considered for the council?

Well, let's just say that your denunciation of Kayla was shrewdly timed

didn't go unnoticed.

So, like I said, not the wisest of moves right now.

I'm sorry. Can you take me home?

But the party's just begun.

I don't belong here.

Ah, nonsense.

You can tell me. It's all right.

I know there's not much time before you leave the city, but that doesn't... I'm

in love.

Is that so terrible?

It is when you can't be with the one you love.

So you think that there's too much standing between us?

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you think... Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh... So, uh... Who is

it you can't be with?

Is it because when he's awake you're not?

It's Eric, isn't it? Please don't tell anyone.

Listen to me.

You can't be with him. You have to tell him never to contact you again. I can't

do that.

Look, don't be naive.

You know the way the world works.

It can't come to any good.

No, but they keep saying that maybe after relocation things will be

It's not going to change. Maybe after the strain on resources?

We've been doing this for too long.

won't change.

Things are what they are.

I just think there has to be a better way.

We've tried everything else.

Conservation, birth control, stasis is the only reason we are alive.

Anything that threatens that system, anything, is a threat to the human race,

and that is not going to change, Larissa.

Not today.

Not tomorrow.

Not ever.

Come on.

I'm going to take you home.

I know this won't be easy for you to hear.

And it's very hard to say.

Through this, Eric, there's no future for us.

I can't pour my heart out to you night after night in the face of that reality.

So, before we go any deeper, we should just...

Please don't contact me anymore.

And please try to understand that it's not because I don't love you.

It's because I do.

I'm sorry.

What is this?

It's Larissa Whitestone from Eric Waters. I don't understand this request.

First, when did we start encoding our assignment? Second, why would we need to

improve the thermal shielding on this sample?

And will you even listen to this?

Will you even hear my voice?

Because if you do, just know that I miss you.

The UCA put a rush on this program for obvious reasons.

They're not giving us much time.

We'll be all right.

Fuel cell installation is nearing completion.

All systems should be operational on the eve of the relocation.

Good. Excuse me.

I apologize, but it's urgent.

Would you excuse us?

I need to speak to someone I can trust.

Yeah.

So what is it?

I have to know if there's any way of releasing someone from stasis.

I didn't hear that.

No, the truth, Dom.

Please. What you want is not only impossible, if anyone even heard us

about this. What about the resistance?

The rumor has it that they're gaining. Please.

Eric.

Look, this conversation is over. Go home. We'll both forget this ever

Forgetting seems to be your specialty, doesn't it?

You know, Dom, it wasn't that long ago that the tables were turned and you came

to me for help every day.

Did you forget what you said to me the day you were pulled from stasis to join

the elite?

I said we would always be friends.

That's right.

You said that we'd been through far too much not to be. Yeah, well, kids say a

lot of foolish things.

You son of a bitch.

Yeah, you're wrong about me, Eric.

I remember everything.

I remember my father.

scraping together his credits so his children wouldn't have to share their

or freeze to death in their beds.

I remember my mother skipping dinner night after night, claiming she wasn't

hungry. And I remember standing over her grave, vowing that that would never

happen to me.

So you can put away that moral superiority, buddy, because it doesn't

You understand?

Yeah, I understand.

Eric Waters, you understand your crime carries with it a mandatory ten -year

sentence.

However, that sentence was commuted due to an urgent appeal by an elite member

who had vouched for your skills as an engineer as being indispensable.

Dominic Langton has taken full responsibility for your future actions.

I trust you will not violate his covenant.

You're dismissed.

Don't worry.

Just let her go.

You're sure he's the key to finding our traitor?

He's not working with them already. They'll contact him soon enough.

And I'll find out who it is.

Airquaters to Larissa Whitestone regarding redesign of ventilation shaft.

Require more information.

Why would anyone want an air shaft to transport water?

The indicated shafts are over 1 ,200 feet long.

If the only building's big enough for that, it's transfer holes.

This room may be 24 turbines no more, and the fuel cells have to be pretty

together so the energy won't dissipate.

Fuel cell installation is nearing completion.

All systems should be operational, even the relocation.

Turbine engine.

Runs on superheated water pumping through it.

How do they expect to heat that quantity of water without...

Fuel.

Why would they put a power plant under transfer hall in this?

Oh, my God.

3859.

Systems online.

Ready to start the final tests.

Replace the stasis fluid with a new mixture.

Combustion mixture flowing.

Initiate power surge.

686 therms of output.

More than enough to heat the water in those shafts and get those turbines

running?

Multiplied by the millions of alphas who will perish?

The relocation will give us enough energy to run the city for 3 .4 years.

Incredible. I'm closing up, Eric. Count it, Wade.

Winston, I read page 112.

Misinterpreted its meaning at first. I... I haven't told anyone.

Told anyone about what?

I know, Winston.

It's your contact for the Resistance.

I think you read one too many spy novels.

No. I have to release her from stasis.

I think you'd better leave.

Did you know that the officers are all going to be murdered by the UCA?

The transfer halls have all been converted to death chambers. There is no

relocation.

If you're part of the resistance, now is the time to speak up.

Please, Winston.

Lock the doors.

Eight years of the resistance.

Yeah. And three years as leader of the local cell.

So you believe me?

Yeah.

I've got to get word to the others.

I've got to get Larissa out.

Everyone will be incinerated by the next transfer.

You've got half the city's population to worry about. I mean, one person is

hardly a priority here. Now, Winston, you don't understand. We worked together

on the project.

She knows back doors into their computer system. Weaknesses they're not even

aware of.

Together we could shut the system down.

I'm taking a great risk doing this.

She's the first step. With her, we could release everyone from stasis.

It's now or never.

Both places clocked at 6 a .m. Friday.

One thing you should know, the system runs a self -diagnostic at random

intervals. You may notice the clock's out of sync with others.

What does that mean? Once we initiate the waking mixture, the system could

detect and sound the alarm.

Lock reset.

Space is fluid.

Shut down.

Awakening mixture flying.

Sound the alarm!

Larissa, wake up.

Larissa, please, you've got to wake up.

Eric? Yeah, it's me.

Let's go.

What happened?

We're getting out of here.

You know we can't go back to our quarters.

They'll be looking for us.

I'm thinking that I pushed you.

But we need Larissa.

We've only got a few hours left to hack into the elite's computer system and

expose those flaws.

We've got to act quickly.

Nobody move! You're all a rat!

Winston, you all right?

These old bones have been through a lot worse.

What did they do with Larissa?

No.

I'm sorry.

Listen to me.

They haven't figured out who I am yet.

But make no mistake.

They won't hesitate to kill us all.

You, me, Larissa.

Not to mention your informant.

They believe someone in the elite is a traitor.

Someone you apparently know.

Someone who sent access codes to restricted areas.

We've got to find a way to warn him.

He may be our only hope. This struggle doesn't end here.

No, no, no, Woodson, I have no idea.

You must have some idea.

No, no, Woodson, the number just appeared on my computer.

I thought it was you.

And even if I had a name, how would we contact them? I have a feeling they're

going to release me, hoping I'll lead them to the rest of our cell.

Look, Eric, if you come to face it, they could kill Marissa.

And God knows what they'll do to her first.

The safe house that you brought us to.

No one followed us there.

How did they find us?

What does that matter? The important thing is they did.

And why were you so anxious to debrief Larissa about the weaknesses in the

Stasis computer?

Well, you're the one that said the information was invaluable.

Yeah, but for who?

The resistance or the elite?

What are you getting at?

You see what they've done?

They've succeeded in turning us against each other.

We've been against each other from the beginning.

If you really are one of us, then they won't care about you.

You stupid bastard.

You have no idea who you're screwing with.

I want to know the name of the person who gave you the access codes.

Let's do it the hard way.

I'm all right.

Why are you doing this?

It's better than the officer. He's an operative. I told you alphas and betas

don't make good matches, Eric, but you didn't listen.

So you're just going to sit by and watch out for the murder?

Ethics don't interest me.

Much too murky to my taste.

Right now, what we care about is the name of the elite traitor.

The Ripper.

You could end this, and then the two of you could be together.

You see, my job is simple.

To extract information.

And I've been given considerable latitude in how I get it.

No, Eric, no.

Don't tell him anything.

Can you admit you know?

I want the name of the informant, and then we shall continue our little

conversation about the flaws in our computer system.

All stations alert. Security breach 11 -5.

Kill her.

No! Don't take her from me! No! No!

The name of the informant! No!

No! All stations alert.

Twice the population after the same resources.

There'll have to be sacrifices.

But at least they'll be voluntary.

It's what we've been fighting for.

So what happens now?

It's a new era.

I don't think anyone's going to be too anxious to repeat the same mistakes.

All these years, they've taken half our lives.

Well, maybe that's the price we had to pay so that it doesn't happen again.

The price of freedom.

Unless humankind awakens to the need to preserve its future, it may one day find

itself asleep for eternity.

Next on Ply 5.

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