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, Lily

Li 1y-

Lily-

- It's time. - Oh.

Oh, no.

' [Borne] Pull!

Pull.

- Morning, sir.

- Where's the documentation for the sugar?

- It's right here, sir.

- You're sure no one else knows about it?

- I'm quite sure about it. No one.

- All right.

I want you to take them to Cairo and have them ready

and countersigned before Monday.

- I'll try my best, sir.

- Monday.

- I'll see you on Monday.

- [Borne] Pull.

- Yes, Comrade Minister. Yes, Comrade Minister.

(inhales) I think I understand you correctly.

I will take all the necessary measures.

Yes.

Yes. Yes, thank you, comrade.

There's been a change of schedule, Vasily.

I'm flying back home.

I have to leave at once. The current situation.

- Is it that serious?

- No, not really,

but we are supposed to give the impression

that something will happen.

But nothing will, I assure you.

Nothing will happen.

I won't be going to Vilemore.

Would you care to take my place?

- (exhales) Uh, sir...

- Oh, you'll enjoy yourself.

- If you say so.

What should I do about Fulton? - Nothing, really.

Just keep repeating our offer

if the opportunity presents itself.

- Fulton is a cynic. - (chuckles) Yes.

- He doesn't care about us or them.

- Perhaps, but he is still one of the best

scientific minds in the world.

These things take a long time, Vasily. Things change.

Things always change. That is one thing we can be sure of.

- No, no. That's all right, Mr. Fulton.

We've been told to ask you to call your office.

It's urgent. - Thanks, officer.

- [Officer] Sorry to bother you.

(Lily sighing) - What's the matter with you?

- I'm sick and tired of the kind of life we're leading.

- It's the only one we've got.

- Well, it's not good enough for me.

Have you heard from Dr. Messier and Robertson?

- Yes, they phoned. He'll be coming before dinner.

- Good.

- Oh, and the ambassador called.

He won't be coming, but he'll be sending someone else.

A military attache. - Oh.

And what about Professor Fulton?

- I don't know. He didn't say when he'd arrive.

- Brandy, please. - Brandy.

- Mm. (dishes clacking)

- Do you have a telephone? - Uh, this way.

Here you are.

- Operator. - 372894, please.

- [Operator] The number you are calling is not in service.

The number you are calling is not in service.

The number you are calling is not in service.

The number... (receiver clacking)

- This is Bluebird. What is it?

- [Man] Fulton, something's happened.

We need you back here right away.

- Ah, come off. Isn't something always happening?

- [Man] The other side's made a new move.

A number of their key ambassadors

have gone home for the weekend.

- That's the fourth time they've done that

in the last six years. - Fulton, we need you

to discuss the options.

- I can give you the options right now.

A, they're bluffing. B, they mean it.

- [Man] What if they do?

- There's nothing I could do to stop it. Understood?

See you Monday.

- What about the girls? - Sheila can't come,

but Clara is bringing another girl.

She's dependable, she says.

- Huh. I hope so.

- She assured me. (chuckles)

- What about Luna and Tania?

- No problem. They'll be here.

- What's the name of the new girl?

- Marion.

- Hmm. Marion.

Marion, I must remember that.

So we have, uh, Tania, Luna, whatever her name.

That makes only four. Who's the fifth?

- Berta said that she would come.

- Berta. Why didn't you tell me that before?

- Come on. Come along now.

- [Child] Mommy.

- Come on.

Mm.

Oh.

Mm. (inhales)

There.

- Hi, Felix.

Uh.

Come on, Bruno. Let's play.

- Hello? Hello, Mother.

It's me, Berta. (chuckles) Fine.

And so are the children. - Shut up.

- Thomas is away. He's giving another lecture in Marseille.

Listen, something's come up all of a sudden.

I was wondering if you'd like a teeny, little visit

from your best, best beautiful grandchildren?

Good. Thank you, Mother.

Let's see. I'll be back on Monday.

We'll be over in an hour.

Okay, Mother. Thank you so much.

Mm, bye-We-

- Bless you.

- (inhales) Mm.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Welcome aboard, mate. Last round.

- What will it be? (glasses clinking)

- Vodka? - We got everything.

I'm Clara.

- I'm Marion.

- I'm Luna. This is Tania.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Luna, I think I've seen you somewhere before.

You look so familiar.

Of course! You were on the cover

of "Paris Vogue" last month. (laughs)

- Look, it's pretty. - Yeah.

Mm. (chuckles)

- This is gonna be great. (both chuckling)

- You're not worried, are you?

- I'm a little nervous. - Then enjoy it.

It's the only way.

- I can't wait this thing to get started.

- Huh, you bet. Lily!

- Welcome, welcome.

I'm glad you could make it. - Hi.

- Hi, Lily. - Hi there.

Hello, Clara. Good to see you.

I see you brought a new friend.

- Lily, this is Marion. Marion, Lily.

- Marion. I'm certainly glad you could come, Marion.

My dear, you are beautiful.

- Thank you.

- I'm sure that Clara's told you about

the sort of gatherings we have here.

- I'm thrilled to be here.

I've been looking forward to this.

- Now, if there are any questions, you can go to Clara.

Complaints, you come to Victor or me.

- Certainly.

- Beautiful.

Luna. - Hi, again.

- Hi. - You look lovely, Tania.

- Oh, you think so, Lily? - Strange lady.

- She knows what she's doing.

Berta. - Clara!

Oh. - Mm. (kisses)

Berta, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine, Marion.

Marion, Berta. - Hello.

- Hello. Excuse me.

- Mm. I'm so glad to see you.

You look beautiful. Back again, huh?

- Hmm. It's the money.

- And you and Lily?

- No, I need the money, that's all.

' But Lily?

- I think she understands. It'll be all right.

Don't worry. I can handle it.

- [Victor] Professor Fulton, welcome.

- Victor! Glad to see you again.

I'm sorry I'm late.

- Not at all. The other gentlemen are in the living room.

Come on.

- Dr. Roberts.

- Hello once again.

- How are you, Dr. Messier? - I'm just fine.

So glad to see you again. - Yes. Continue.

- Thank you. (chuckles)

- Thank you, Victor. ls the ambassador here?

- No. He called to say he was sending an associate of his.

- Ah. - I think that it's

his assistant.

His name is Vasily Sobrikov, or something like that.

If you'll excuse me. - Of course.

Good afternoon. - Huh?

Ah. (chuckles) - (chuckles) I'm Bill Fulton.

- Excuse me. I'm sorry, Professor Fulton.

My name is Vasily Seriakov.

- This your first time, here isn't?

- Yeah. - You're supposed to be

enjoying yourself. - I'll certainly try.

- Ah, those are doctors.

The big one is Dr. Robertson.

The other is his colleague, Dr. Messier.

They're both very distinguished,

very famous, and very expensive.

(both laughing) - Mm, checkmate. (laughs)

- I'll show you. - Oh, no.

You're too much for me.

- And here we have the famous Borne Rupert.

- Would you like another game? - Why not.

- Adventurer and a very rich man.

He's done almost everything: soldier in the Foreign Legion

to trafficking drugs.

Mr. Borne.

- (exhales) Mr. Fulton.

I see we're once again honored by your presence.

- Thank you. (bottle clinking)

You know Vasily Seriakov?

- Mr. Seriakov, I hope you enjoy pleasure as we do.

That is, without limits.

- Why else would I be here? (chuckles)

- Gentlemen, would you like to go to your rooms now? Please.

- Shall we? (glasses clink and tap)

Thank you. - Hmm.

- Come in. - Are you ready, sir?

It's almost time.

- Yes, everything's fine. Shall we go?

- [Anita] Excuse me, sir, you must bring the mask as well.

- Of course.

Huh.

It's ridiculous.

- Sit down there, please.

Dear friends, I welcome you to Vilemore.

Even those who have come for the first time

know what this name signifies

and what shall be offered to them here:

the grand ceremony of pure pleasure.

Once here, prejudice, all compassions, conventions,

graven doubts, shall be put aside.

I expect you to be ruthless in the gratification

of your desires so you can be transformed

into worthy disciples of our grand master,

Donatien Alphonse Francois, Marquis DE Sade.

The five young women selected shall take part in the repast.

If during, before or after dinner,

one of the guests should feel the desire

to commit lustful acts with any of the young women,

the latter shall submit to it

with a logical resignation demanded of them.

They shall not default,

under pain of harsh punishment,

but the satisfaction of this desire

shall be performed in the presence of all the other guests.

What is that?

(group chattering) - Oh, God.

- What's happening? (woman screaming)

- Eh, uh! (mask rustling)

- Blind. - Professor Fulton.

What happened? - An explosion.

A big one. Maybe more than one.

It's crazy.

(glasses clinking) - Watch it.

(dog yelping) - Anita.

Take care of Anita. - Yes.

- Berta, take Greta. - All right, come on.

- Easy, easy. Take it easy.

- The telephone. I'll call for help.

- Dr. Roberts. Doctor. Ah, never mind.

Borne, come here, will you?

Make a check of the house. Huh?

Make sure there are no lighted candles,

upset lamps, anything like that.

- All the telephones are dead. - All right?

- Okay. - Lily, I wanna talk to you.

- What's all this about? - Something's happened.

I don't know how serious it is.

Now, uh, what's your situation here?

You know, food, water, gasoline, electricity, anything?

- Food, yes, we've got enough food

for probably a, a week and a half, I think.

- What are you doing up here?

- Can you see anything? - Uh-uh.

- What's he doing?

- I can't imagine. I'm trying not to think about it.

- I don't want to either, but I can't help it.

- That won't do any good.

- You think I don't know that?

- We'd better get back. Come on.

- Greta, take these. Here.

(Anita gasping) Come on, calm down.

- Mm.

- Berta, you're needed more downstairs.

Now, now, Greta, calm down. Don't worry about anything.

We, we are going to look after you.

The doctor's going to take care of you.

- (sighs) It's dug out of the earth.

Just below the foundation.

The Chinese do the same thing.

- Mm-hmm.

- This could easily serve us as a bomb shelter.

- In here. - Right.

(static buzzing) - Why are you doing that?

- [Messier] Well, someone might start broadcasting again.

- Save the batteries. - Are you all right, Berta?

- I'm thinking of my children.

- (exhales) They're dead. - No, nobody is.

It's all a mistake.

When we get out of here, everything's gonna be all right.

I know it is.

- Everything okay? - Yes, everything's all right.

I think you should let them decide.

- All right. I might as well lay it on the line.

Here it goes. - Good luck.

- Listen, there's been a nuclear explosion,

more than one, probably.

One that was either enormously powerful

or was detonated in this area.

- An atomic bomb? Here?

- How do you know?

- He knows.

- Isn't there any other possibility?

- No, none.

There isn't any way of telling how extensive the damage is.

- The idiots. (scoffs) Fools.

- What's going to happen?

- Our biggest worry now is radiation.

The wind, the ground, water, the dust, anywhere.

- Then what should we do? - We can try to get to a city

or whatever's left of one.

- But if we don't know where the bomb hit,

how can we tell which direction?

- Exactly.

- And if we stay here?

- Well, I can't be absolutely sure.

One month, possibly, maybe two.

One thing for certain,

radiation will be here in one or two days.

Therefore, everything must be moved to the cellar.

Lily tells me there's a market in the village.

We can get enough canned goods there to keep us alive.

- The cellar? There for two months?

- Mm. - Cheerful thought.

- Yeah. In my opinion, it's probably best.

- There's nothing else to do.

- This is my home. I'm not going to leave.

- All right, we stay here.

Now, the first thing: tomorrow morning, we go to the village.

We'll have to get some supplies.

(eerie orchestral music) - Place is deserted.

- Stay here. Let me talk to him.

- Have you come to help us?

- If we can.

- Everybody was outside when it happened.

Now they're all blind like me.

We're staying in the monastery.

- I understand.

The whole town was celebrating some kind of a fiesta

when the bomb hit.

- Where are they?

- In the old monastery. Let's go.

- Wait. First, let's get the food.

- Okay. - Come on.

- Yeah, let's go. (cane tapping continues)

- Go get me a tire iron.

- Hey! - Look out!

- What the hell do you think you're doing?

- We need some food, that's all.

- (breathes heavily) Uh.

- Are you all right? - Eh!

- He's blind.

- You just all get the hell out of here.

- All right. Come on, come on.

- No. - Put the gun down, huh?

- No. - That's it, please.

We're not going to hurt you.

(man whimpering) All right?

Now look, we've, we've just come to get some food,

and then we'll leave, okay?

- Listen, I'm a doctor. Do you want me to help you?

- No, no. I just want you to go away.

Don't you understand? (blade clicking)

(tense orchestral music) Please just go away.

Ah! (gasping) - Son of a bitch.

- What are you, crazy? - He could've killed one of us.

- Well? - Okay, I guess that's it.

- Shouldn't we go to the monastery?

- That's right.

- Hi. - Get away from me.

Get your hands off. Don't touch me!

(group moaning) Get back!

It's him. (gun blasting)

' Stop!

- [Robertson] You son of a bitch!

(grunts) I'll kill him. Filthy murderer.

- Stop, Robertson, no! (Victor choking)

- [Robertson] Uh!

- Why did he do it? - Hmm, who knows?

- Crazy bastard.

- There's nothing we can do here now.

All right, let's go.

- He's right. It's too late, Vasily.

Forget it.

- Fulton, where is Victor?

What happened to him?

- He's dead.

(tense orchestral music ) - Dead?

- Dead.

- Wait a minute, Borne.

- Yeah?

- I want to know the truth about Victor.

- Who cares? It's not important.

- I care. It's important to me.

- He got killed. That's all.

- (breathes uneasily) That's all...?

- Mm-hmm.

- (whimpers) That's all...

- You've got to eat, doctor.

Did Victor really die in an accident?

- Uh-huh. Yes.

' (gaSps) Look!

- It's time for lunch.

- Right.

- They don't seem to be aware that anything has happened.

- For them, nothing has happened.

On the other hand, they'll be aware

of the radiation before we are.

They'll do the same as us, hide under the earth.

They'll serve as, uh, our Geiger counter.

Look at 'em.

Fanatics in their struggle for life.

- The same as us.

' (gasping) Doctor!

Doctor, come quickly. - What happened?

- It's Anita and Greta! I think they're dead!

- You know... I still love you, Berta.

You're probably the only person I've ever loved.

- It's over, Lily.

- Mm, I know.

You remember the first present I ever gave you?

- Mm, yes. The kitten.

- What did you call him? - Bruno.

- Bruno.

- I still have him, you know?

Or had him.

(breathes uneasily) Oh, Lily, I'm so sorry.

(Lily exhaling) And frightened.

(Robertson grunting) - Christ.

- Where's Edward? Have you seen him?

- Down there.

' Why are you hiding?

A man as big as you playing hide and go seek?

Come on. Come out of there.

(Robertson groaning) Come on.

Well, at least let me put this on you.

Come on, come on.

You don't wanna talk, eh?

You're quite right. Neither do I.

My friend, what's happened to you?

A transistor radio. See?

You press this button right here and it plays.

Well, at least it used to.

You like it? It's for you.

Maybe someday it'll play music again.

- Uh! (breathes uneasily)

- Are you sure you want to come?

- Yes. I'm sure.

- Somebody's going for a ride.

- They're leaving. - And leaving in my car.

- [Messier] What the hell are you doing?

- [Borne] Get the hell out of here!

- Give me that! We've got more cars than we need.

Let 'em get outta here and take their chances.

(gun tapping) Put this away, please.

And put any other weapons you find in the house

under lock and key, understand?

Good.

- I don't understand where they think they can go.

- Neither do I.

- Who cares? They're just a couple of car thieves.

- Will you please shut up?

(Borne exhaling)

(footsteps tapping)

(Fulton inhales and exhales)

- Hello? Anybody?

Hello?

(crowd chattering) - Get off!

Hey, get off!

- Hi.

- Hi.

- What's the matter?

- The radiation. - You sure?

. YEP-

- Once I wanted to die. (eerie orchestral music)

Hmm. Funny, isn't it?

- Yeah, I know.

Don't you think that we all wanna live?

Don't be afraid. We're still alive.

Ah, everyone's waiting for us. Come on.

- Not yet.

- The signs are clear, but I don't think

the radiation level is too high yet.

In any case, friends, the process has begun.

This morning, the wind changed, becoming too southwesterly,

(glass clinking) and it hasn't changed all day.

All right, we've got to move.

Get whatever personal effects you'll need.

Get the rest of the food in the...

(tense orchestral music) Put out the candles.

The flashlights.

- Here. - Thanks.

Get your light.

- Where are the guns?

- Hey, where's the guns?

- Here. (guns clacking)

- Here. What else can I do?

- Hide somewhere. Over there.

- Murderers! Murderers!

Assassins! Come on!

- The people from the village.

- How the hell did they get here?

(gun blas . Don't

(body thudding) - Don't fire.

What are you doing? Are you crazy or what?

- Give me back my bullets,

and I'll pick off every one of 'em.

Okay, Borne, come here.

- Come, come on. Help us close the windows.

(windows shattering) I'll get the other side.

Come on.

- [Borne] Fulton, get the window.

Come on. Over here.

- Be careful.

Take that table and block the door.

(table tapping) The other one.

(table banging) - Okay.

(hammers banging) - Shh.

Get back.

(body slamming) - Ah! (gasping)

- What are you standing around for?

We've gotta get food into the cellar.

We've gotta get moving. Hurry up.

Tania, come on. Go.

- Go on. (Clara breathing uneasily)

Go on, Clara.

- I've got it.

- Mm. (sighs)

- All right. Let's everybody get the hell out of here.

(Robertson grunting) - Come on.

Hurry up. Please, please, Edward.

- Tonia!

Go on, run!

- Over here. This way.

Let's go.

Go.

Come on. - Luna.

Where's Luna?

- Find her. (canes tapping)

- You have lovely skin.

Is that perfume I smell?

I wouldn't know. Perfuming sounds like whores.

What are your eyes like? (laughs)

- The door.

- Help. Help.

(guns blasting) - Luna.

- Help. - It's Luna.

- Come on. That's it.

That's it.

That's it. (sighs)

- Luna. Luna!

What have they done to you? (sobbing)

- (inhales and exhales) It's been hours.

What the hell are they doing?

- Perhaps they've gone away.

- Yeah. And the Easter bunny shits jelly beans.

Huh.

- Clara, Clara, wake up. - Mm, hmm?

- The radio! It's the radio!

- [Announcer] Attention. Attention. Attention, please.

We are speaking to you on behalf

of the Committee for Civil Rehabilitation.

Attention, please.

We are calling all the survivors

of the northern zone of the country.

We are speaking on behalf

of the Committee for Civil Rehabilitation.

Attention, please. The war is over.

The war is over.

The survivors in the northern zone should follow

these instructions for their safety.

Attention, make your way to the main highways.

Try to keep traveling south in search of these highways.

Do not eat any food that is not canned

or drink water that is not bottled.

We repeat, do not eat any food that is not canned

or drink water that is not bottled.

' Lily Li » 1 _ Yes?

- Is there another exit of any kind?

- Yes, at the end of the cellar.

There's an old tunnel that connects to the wine cellar,

but I don't know if you still can get through it.

- Where is it? - Back there,

at the back of the house near the garden.

- That might be it. Messier, Borne, watch the door.

Clara, Berta, come with us. - You stay here, Edward.

- Lily, over here. - I'll be right back.

- Over here.

Here.

Come on.

Ah. Oh my God.

This way.

- Call the others. (breathes heavily)

- Be careful.

- Shut that off.

- It's gasoline. (Messier gasping)

They're gonna burn us alive.

(gasps) Don't move!

- (gasps) Ooh! (candle tapping)

We found a way out. - Out?

- Yeah, out. Let's go.

- Help me get him out.

- Don't be stupid.

- I told you to help me, you son of a bitch!

- You bastard.

- Move, bitch!

(exhales) They're gonna blow us up.

- Where are the others? - It's too late.

- It's not too late. (Borne grunting)

(gun clacking) Borne, come on.

- Go on. Go!

- (breathes heavily) Come on. We've gotta get outta here.

(fire roaring) Come on, please!

We've gotta get out! Get us out of here! (screams)

- You didn't even try to help them.

You didn't even make a move.

Those were people in there.

You animal! (candle holder clanking)

- Uh! - Oh! (gasps)

- Miserable bitch. Get a move on.

(Berta whimpering) - Don't worry about him.

Keep going, come on.

- [Lily] It's going to be all right.

We're going to get out of here.

- [Borne] Keep going.

- You scum, you.

- Shut your mouth.

Help!

Please! Lily, help! - I've got it.

I've got it.

- Please, no!

No, no!

- Her mouth. (crowd cheering)

(Berta groaning) Open her mouth.

- You get that mouth open. - Open it.

That's it.

Now... - Kill her.

- One whore less.

- Here we are, you fools! Here!

You missed us!

One more whore and the biggest pimp of all time!

You stupid-- oh! (breathes heavily)

We're over here!

Right in front of you, you stupid blind fools!

You, you... (gun blasting)

- Oh! - Quiet.

- Ah!

(bushes rustling) - Let's go. (groans)

This way. Watch it.

Why are you crying? Everything's over now.

In the morning, when it stops raining,

we'll look for a highway.

We'll be okay.

We'll be all right.

- What are we going back to...? (whimpering)

- I don't know.

I wish I knew.

Perhaps one day,

the world will start to be a different one.

A better one. (Clara whimpering)

- Are we going to die from radiation?

Are we? (sobbing) - Easy, easy.

Come on.

We'll be okay. We'll be okay.

Look, Clara, they can treat people for radiation.

We know how to do it. They know who I am.

They'll need me now. (Clara crying)

Clara, I love you.

I love you.

My God... A road!

A road.

We made it.

Just, just a little way more, Clara.

- Come on, come on. - I can't. (groans)

- You have to. That's it.

Come, come on. Come on.

Clara, can you hear that? You hear it?

Thank you.

My name is William Fulton.

Professor Fulton of the International Contingency Committee.

- Yes, sir. This way, sir.

- Identify and respond. Identification correct.

Request progress report. Over.

- Initial sweep concluded through zone limits. Over.

- [Speaker] Indicate your map coordinates.

- M25-Stroke-5.

- Roger. What's the contamination index in your zone?

- Intensity 5 at its borders.

- Roger, proceed in accordance with instructions

for stage two decontamination.

Procedure terminal coordinates are J-Stroke-17-Stroke-1.

Repeat, please.

- J-Stroke-17-Stroke-1. - Roger.

- [Speaker] We have with us a man positively identified

as Dr. William Fulton, maximum security clearance,

international emergency number, 3-Stroke-032479515.

- Roger. Will advise.

- Red messenger. - Carry out stage two,

Operation Twilight, without exception.

Repeat, without exception.

- Roger. Over and out.