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[Koltok] Jollem, miserable Jollem,

has one of you drawn my bath?

Yes, Milord.

Your bath awaits you.

Is it hot enough for you, Milord?

It'll do.

But my Saragon oil, where is it?

I need the oil.

Bring it to me.

My Saragon oil, where is it?

You Jollem are always so slow,

always taxing my considerable patience.

Ah! What have you done, Jollem?

You realize how difficult Saragon oil is to obtain?

What I have to go through to get it? [dog growling]

What, are you just going to stand there?

Clean the mess up.

Yes, Milord.

[Koltok sighs] Ah, good.

When do you leave for rejuvenation training?

Today, Milord, shortly.

Not that I care.

All of you Jollem are alike to me.

Still, you've been serving me longer than most.

I know my happiness rests in my being able to serve you, Milord.

[chuckling] Not like some of your fellow human vermin.

You know a bomb went off outside sector headquarters this morning?

Do these insurgent fools

really believe they can reclaim this miserable planet?

I have no idea, Milord.

Megwan is using the activities of these so-called Vindicators

to undermine my authority here.

He's trying to take my command away from me, I know it.

One of these days I shall have to crush Megwan.

I'm sure whatever Milord decides to do will be for the best.

How long will you be gone?

Rejuvenation lasts three days and three nights, Milord.

Ah, I suppose it's necessary.

I hope they train you better than that worthless excuse for a Jollem.

It would be a shame for you to suffer the same fate.

[engine starting]

[brakes squealing]

[automated voice] The lights in the tunnel have temporarily ceased working.

Stay seated on the bus until the lighting is back online.

[man] It's your wake-up call.

Don't you realize you've been kidnapped?

[Control Voice] 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 thousand 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.

[Control Voice] At what point does a human being's free will

cease to exist?

And if we have forfeited our free will,

are we still human?

It's time to snap out of

that deep, deep walking-dead sleep

you've been in.

Come on!

Stand up!

[grunts]

Aw, that must have hurt.

Did it?

Oh, right, right, right, you can't speak.

Then just nod.

Did it hurt?

Did it?

[sigh]

It's hell thawing you Jollem out.

[man] Stand up.

You're a big boy.

You can do it. Stand up!

Okay, time for something different.

[gasps]

We're going to play a little game here.

I ask,

you answer.

I tell you to do something,

you do it.

Acknowledge me.

I'm a human being just like you are.

Acknowledge that I'm real.

What do you feel...

Jollem?

You feel that?

I know you do.

The Torcor didn't perform surgery on you.

They didn't cut the wiring, they just screwed with your head.

They conditioned you to ignore pain,

to pretend it wasn't there.

Well, I don't want you to ignore it.

I want you to feel it.

I want you to rejoin the human race.

That old Jollem conditioning.

Pretty strong stuff.

You know, you're in quite a fix, my man.

You can't go back to your precious "Milord."

He'd ask why you're not in rejuvenation, then he'll rip your insides out.

There's no help coming!

What are you going to do about it, hmm?

Answer me!

Do something to show me you're alive!

Come on!

What do I have to do, break a couple of ribs?

[man] Davis.

That's it, that's enough.

Oh, yeah?

You think that's enough?

Well, I'm going to kill this son of a bitch.

Look, cool off, let me talk to him.

Go ahead, be my guest.

But you're wasting your time.

This is just Torcor-generated waste.

Man, that was intense.

I had no idea it was going to be like this.

I've never been through one of these before.

I guess you haven't either.

You're going to be all right.

Let's just take you over here and lay you down.

Come on, lie down.

Catch your breath.

There you go.

That's better, isn't it?

Yeah, you're going to be all right.

What?

I didn't realize deprogramming was this brutal.

[Davis] I remember watching westerns when I was a kid.

The cowboys would go on a cattle drive.

The cattle would always get caught in a flash flood

and be too stupid to swim for it,

so they just stood there and drowned.

That's what the Jollem remind me of.

Cattle.

You have to hit them over the head with a sledgehammer to get their attention.

Just when they're reeling, you hit them with

a little sweet talk to really confuse them.

Look, I know this is overwhelming.

I mean, if I were you, I'd be flipping out,

pounding the walls.

But trust me, there isn't a way out.

The only way to survive this

is to listen to what the man says and respond.

Even if it is just to tell him to go to hell.

Look,

try not to worry, okay?

You're going to get through this, I know it.

[Davis] It's time to snap out of it. Your wake-up call.

I know you can hear me.

On your own two feet. You can do it.

Using your own power.

Better off than you are.

Rejoin the human race.

Rip you insides out!

Do something!

Show me you're alive!

Waste, waste,

waste, waste, waste.

I don't think you're going to be able to crack this one.

Want to bet?

A million dollars? Two million?

Stuff's just laying around, we can bet anything we want.

We only have three days to break him and put him back together again.

I'm well aware of our time schedule.

Why did you leave him alone?

Give him time to think about what we said.

I really like that "try not to worry" part.

It's only natural for them to start worrying even more.

This is just a game to you, isn't it, Davis?

You don't know a damn thing about me, lady,

or the process.

So why don't you keep your judgments to yourself?

You know what'll really start eating at him?

Is what I said about his precious master.

The idea of doing something against its wishes

is enough to scare the everloving piss out of him.

Pretty soon he'll get the urge to escape,

run back to his master and beg for forgiveness.

It's all part of his conditioning.

So then you can use that fear against him?

You're damn right.

Look,

we're trying to reclaim a life here.

You of all people should want that.

[man] Look.

We should have made that bet.

You'll find this interesting.

There are no mirrors in the Torcor's house.

They have no use for them.

They're vain about their possessions and their accomplishments,

but not about their looks.

You ever gotten a good look at one of those guys?

[scoffs]

Come on.

You know you're curious.

[woman] What's happening?

Just watch.

Bank of images is rushing up from his unconscious.

A hallucination implanted by the Torcor,

triggered by his realization that he shouldn't be here,

shouldn't be looking at himself.

Now he's paying the price.

Rise and shine!

Now isn't that better than that yucky yellow stuff

your Milord bathes in?

What is that crap anyway?

What's wrong?

You don't like water spraying in your face?

Showers are one of the greatest inventions of mankind!

They're invigorating.

They make you feel alive!

Huh?

You're no fun at all, you know that?

Dry yourself off, will you?

You're dripping water all over the floor.

And put that on.

I've got to hand it to the Torcor.

Anything that might confirm your old sense of self

they take away.

Your clothes, for instance.

And replace with this bland, boring rag.

Something a eunuch might wear.

You'd like your security blanket back, wouldn't you?

Take this out and burn it.

Yes, yes, yes!

Sound the alarm.

[alarm blaring]

Evan...

[footsteps approaching]

You love your master, don't you?

You'd do anything for him.

What is it exactly

that you love about him?

It can't be his looks.

What is it that binds you to him?

What is it that makes you

want to serve him without question?

Could it be...

His voice?

Humanity is a thing of the past.

I've got to admit, he has a wonderful voice.

All of the Torcor do.

You love the sound of his voice, don't you?

The sound of your master's voice.

Listen to him!

Listen to him now.

Listen to what the master really sounds like.

[harsh, discordant squealing]

Hypnotism.

During bliss training

they conditioned you to think that each time you hear one of them,

you hear the voice of God.

I'd hardly call that the voice of God, would you?

What's you master's name?

His real name?

What is it... Kolsus?

-Kol... -Koltok.

Jollem are never allowed to call Milord by his real name.

I'm not Jollem.

He's not Jollem.

Nobody here is Jollem.

I am Jollem.

No, you're not.

Not deep inside.

I know you don't remember,

but there was life before the Torcor.

[TV announcer] The reports are coming in now.

What started with a ship landing on the Mall

in Washington, DC...

The invasion happened less than two years ago, by our calendar.

The human calendar.

They came and damn near wiped out a civilization

that lasted for over 2,000 years.

A civilization of people,

human beings...

like you...

and me.

[baby gurgling]

It wasn't a perfect world by any means, but it was our world.

The joy we were able to feel was our joy.

The pain we suffered was our pain.

The Torcor took all that away from us.

Destroyed it.

They killed millions.

Millions more were shipped off the planet,

who knows where, for what purpose?

Those still alive here on Earth,

those who didn't escape to the underground,

they turned into what they call "Jollem."

Jollem is my only reason for being.

They programmed you to think that.

Milord is everything to me.

Programming.

Milord is all knowing, all seeing, and I'm...

[Davis] "Truly blessed to be able to serve him.

I know that my happiness rests in being able to serve him."

Programming.

You had a life

before the Torcor took over.

And with that life you had a name.

The name you were born with.

Evan.

Evan.

Right.

Right.

Evan.

[gunfire on TV]

Hi, Jill, I hope you receive this.

Things don't look too good right now.

We don't know who or what we're fighting.

The weapons these invaders have

are beyond anything we can conceive.

I, uh, just want to get this off

before I go back out on patrol again.

I miss you, Jill.

God, I realized...

I miss you so much.

I don't know if we're ever gonna see each other again,

but I hope you know I love you. I will always love you.

Hello, Evan.

I never thought I'd see you again either.

I hate what they're doing to you.

I'd heard about deprogramming,

but I had no idea what it really entailed.

I am not proud to be a part of this,

but it's the only way

to get you to remember who you were.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Who am I?

What am I supposed to be?

You're Evan Robert Cooper.

And you?

What are you supposed to be?

Your wife.

My wife. Is that supposed to mean something to me?

It did. Once.

You need to eat.

Look.

It's chicken.

They tell me the mush the Torcor make the Jollem eat

has an appetite suppressant in it,

that it's been a while since you've had solid food,

so you shouldn't eat too much.

Believe it or not, it's really pretty good.

Will you try it?

Please.

For me.

What's he doing?

Ever watch a tiger

pace back and forth in his cage at the zoo?

[Jill] Last time you looked here,

you had a terrible hallucination.

But it's out of your system.

It's just me.

Don't be afraid.

Look,

it's you.

Evan Robert Cooper.

The man I married.

Relax.

Get to know that person again.

What he looks like.

What he feels.

I always liked your lips.

You were always a great kisser.

She's doing very well.

[Jill laughs]

Okay, you win.

I missed you, Evan.

I can't tell you how many times I cried myself to sleep

wishing you were there.

I just wanted to touch you.

Why?

Because that is what human beings do

when they are attracted to each other.

Jollem aren't allowed to touch anybody, ever!

What was that you were saying about a tiger?

[screaming]

You were having a dream.

[sobbing]

Go ahead, baby.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay, let it out.

Let it out.

We've all had to cry.

We've all had to cry till we can't cry anymore.

Shh.

Shh.

[Evan] What's happening to me?

You're becoming human again.

What's that mean, "becoming human"?

You're starting to feel things again.

I don't understand.

I see all these...

pictures.

People.

That's good.

That means your memory is coming back.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

Because the Torcor delighted in turning our best and brightest into slaves.

And you were a terrific soldier, Evan.

And we need you.

"We"?

We're Vindicators.

Rebels.

"Rebels."

"Vindicators."

"The Underground."

Whatever you want to call us.

Davis found me not so long ago hiding out from the Torcor.

He trained me.

And now I help to preserve what it means to be human.

Let's take a walk.

I thought you were going to do this part.

No, no, let her do it.

It's just up here.

Come on.

We call this the museum room.

The people who used to own this place called these things "props."

But now they're remnants of an Earth that once was.

For us, this is a place of memories that we can't allow ourselves to forget.

Look.

Credit card.

Do you remember credit cards?

You and I had more of these than we should have had.

Guess we don't have to worry about paying them off.

[Louis Armstrong singing "What a Wonderful World"]

We still have music, thank God.

As long as we have batteries and generators.

♪ Red roses too♪

♪ I see them bloom♪

♪ For me and you♪

You used to love big-time action hero movies,

with all those big stars.

I wonder where they are right now.

♪ I see skies of blue♪

♪ And clouds of white♪

♪ The bright blessed day♪

I wonder what happened to all the famous people.

♪ And I think to myself ♪

♪ What a wonderful world♪

Evan?

We've lost everything.

No.

We're still alive.

We're still fighting.

No, they're too strong.

I've worked for them, I've lived with them.

They underestimate us.

They think we are just some low form of animal.

We know more about life than they ever will.

That's where our strength lies.

That's what gives us hope.

So beautiful.

I've never stopped loving you.

♪ What a wonderful world♪

♪ Yes♪

♪ I think to myself♪

I've wanted to do that since I first saw you.

♪ What a wonderful world♪

♪ Oh, yes♪

[Evan] Nicole.

Jill?

Jill?

What happened to her?

What happened to our daughter?

I don't know.

Yes, you do.

They killed her.

Who?

The Torcor?

They killed all the children, Evan.

They didn't have any use for them.

And guess who ordered it done?

Your beloved master,

Koltok.

[Davis] You want to kill Koltok, don't you?

Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

For what he did to your daughter?

Yes.

Good.

Because we want you to kill him too.

We've made several assassination attempts on Koltok

and all of them have failed.

It's hard to get close to any of the Torcor leaders,

they're so damn security conscious.

Especially Koltok.

He's so paranoid about that rival of his, Megwan.

You can't just walk into Milord's house anymore.

Who?

Koltok.

Good.

He'll know I wasn't at rejuvenation.

Ah. Yeah, well, that's where I lied.

Someone's filling in for you there.

Luckily the Torcor don't keep picture IDs of slaves,

so it wasn't hard to make the trade-off.

We'll switch you back after rejuvenation concludes.

I won't be able to sneak a weapon in there,

let alone get close enough to use it.

Ah.

Well, that's where this comes in.

Just listen to them.

I'll be waiting for you here when you get back.

And then we can be together...

Forever.

[Koltok] Jollem, Jollem!

What's taking you so long?

[Evan] Your bath awaits you.

[Koltok sighing]

I brought this back from rejuvenation, Milord.

Proceed, Jollem.

It is your favorite.

As you said, difficult to obtain.

Yes, yes, cease your prattling and get on with it, Jollem.

[screams]

You miserable fool.

You wish to suffer the same fate as that other pitiful Jollem?

Now get on with it, you brainless idiot.

[sighing]

[screams]

What have you done, Jollem?

What have you done, Jollem?

I am not Jollem!

Obey me, Jollem!

I am Milord!

No, you are Koltok!

My name is Evan.

My name is Evan.

[screams]

It's done.

I can't believe it.

I did it for Nicole.

I did it for all the children.

I know, honey.

It's not going to bring them back, is it?

No.

No, it's not.

You'd think I'd be happy it's dead.

Of course you should be.

We're all happy it's dead.

Especially Milord.

Milord?

You Jollem have done me a great service.

You're Koltok's rival, Megwan.

Yes. And now, thanks to you,

his successor.

I take it Milord is pleased?

Yes.

This means you can continue your research

on your fellow human beings, Professor Davis.

And enjoy your privileged status among us.

I am truly blessed.

So you were never part of it, the Underground?

Afraid not.

The rebels will get you! Let me at him!

[Megwan] The rebels are nothing.

The rebels are a minor nuisance at most.

[Jill] How could you do this?

Don't you see?

No real resistance is possible.

You!

Traitor!

Each of us survives in our own way.

[Megwan] And your way is to once again be nothing more than Jollem.

Plain, simple, obedient

Jollem.

Take these two to bliss training.

It will be interesting to see how many times a human being

can successfully be reprogrammed.

No!

Isn't that what you wanted?

The two of you together.

Forever.

[screaming]

You are Jollem.

You serve Milord.

You are Jollem.

You serve Milord.

You are Jollem.

You serve Milord.

You are Jollem.

You serve Milord.

You are Jollem.

You serve Milord.

You are Jollem...

[Control Voice] For centuries, philosophers have wrestled with the question,

is man able to decide his destiny through his own actions,

or does Fate have the final say?

[Torcor] You serve Milord.

You are Jollem...