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(low thrumming)

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(high pitched ringing)

(zapping)

(loud gasp)

(heavy breathing)

(alarm rings)

(haunting music)

(orchestral music)

(coughs)

(high pitched ringing)

- Wait, don't gulp it!

- Who are you?

- Who are you?

- I'm Ruth Sharman.

- You can't be. I'm Ruth Sharman.

This isn't funny. What's going on?

- It's a trick.

You're not real.

- I'm breathing.

I'm definitely real.

- These are individual pods. That's what they said.

I was alone when I left.

- So was I.

I changed into these clothes, I had the injection.

The med team left, and then it was just me.

- What's going on?

- It's a trick.

It's the drugs, it must be.

Come on.

Come on.

What's your middle name?

- I don't have one.

What were your parent's names?

- David and Harley.

What did you buy with your first paycheck?

- A dress.

- Wrong.

That's what I told my parents.

- Weed.

I bought weed.

I smoked some and was sick in the woods.

I've never told a soul about it.

- How could you possibly know about that?

- How could you?

- What about Dan?

- Shut up.

(sad music)

Don't.

You can't mourn my husband.

- He's my husband!

- Shut up!

(static)

- Good morning um, Ruth.

Good morning to each of you, in fact.

- (man) I see from the monitoring reports

That you have both survived. Congratulations.

This is no mean feat.

I see also that you have met each other.

This must have been quite a shock.

Nevertheless, you will remember from your briefing

it was statistically unlikely (static)

- Hello? Hello, can you hear me?

Say something!

- He's gone.

- I knew this was a mistake.

This whole thing. I should've stayed.

- That was never an option.

If you were real, if you were really me, you'd know that.

- Because I promised him.

- I promised him!

- I was supposed to be in a dual pod, with him.

He's supposed to be here.

Fifteen more years on a shit dying planet or

god knows how long on a new one.

Something to tell the children.

- That's what he said.

This is ridiculous.

You don't know him.

You don't know those words, you've been fed them.

- I was there, right till the end. Just him and me.

I promised him I'd still go through it without him.

"No going back." He said.

And then he just-

- Stop it!

You didn't see that. You didn't see him go, that was me.

Only me. If you knew, if you'd actually lived through that,

held his hand as he slipped away, then you'd know.

That you could spend a thousand years searching

for the words to say how fucking awful you felt-

- But still get nowhere close.

(haunting music returns)

- What made you notice him?

Amongst all the others at the party?

- You know I know this.

- Say it. Please.

- The way he took his glasses off.

When he was introduced, he took his glasses off,

smiled and his eyes just ...

- You couldn't know that.

- I was there.

- How could you be?

- There's two of me.

- My apologies to you both. The small technical malfunction

I've been assured is now rectified. As I was saying,

it must have been quite a shock to meet each other.

You will remember from your briefing in London,

it was statistically unlikely you would survive

the journey you have now completed.

You have defied the odds. You should be very proud.

However, given the risks involved in travelling

such distances in an induced stasis, it is policy that

all participants are cloned in transit to increase

survival rates, thus ensure the success of the relocation-

- Wait a minute, what are you saying?

- (man) please, if you let me continue-

- Are you saying she's a clone?

- Me? I'm not a clone. I'm Ruth Sharman.

- Please let me finish.

- I'm Ruth Sharman.

- This is insane, this is not happening.

- Please will you stop talking.

- It's the drugs.

You filled me with all this shit before I left.

- This is not real!

- (Ruth 1) I'm Ruth Sharman.

- (Ruth 2) This is not happening.

(alarm ringing)

(Ruth screaming)

- In a case such as this, rare as it may be,

the law forbids the existence of duplicates.

So we must compel you to make a simple decision.

You may of course discuss this between yourselves.

But only one of you may survive.

In a few moments, you will be presented with a button.

Pressing this will extinguish the other superfluous Ruth.

Rest assured that death for the other will be instant.

Your remaining self will then be transported

to your new home, a wonderful new home.

I should add that if no decision is reached,

oxygen will be cut off for both of you.

There will be no further communication until your arrival.

We look forward to welcoming you, Ruth.

- What is this?

You can't be real.

- I am real! I am! I'm as real as you are.

- You can't kill me with a click of a button.

- You can't kill me!

Anyway, you'll continue to live.

- No I won't. You will.

- But I am you.

(zapping noise)

Why do it like this?

- Why not choose for us?

- It should be arbitrary.

If we're the same, it should be arbitrary.

- If we're the same.

- We're identical.

- Wait. My first week of uni,

I got drunk and fell down the steps of our house.

(haunting music)

You can't clone a scar.

What's happened to us? What have they done?

- Press the button, Ruth.

- What? No, I can't.

- Then I will.

- You won't do it. I know you won't.

I know you won't.

- One of us has to live.

- Well then.

- So what?

- We turn around.

- (other Ruth) Why?

- We turn around, we walk to the other side,

we touch the window.

- Then we run.

- Whoever presses first, lives.

- We make it a game.

- It's what they've made it.

- Whichever one of us, you know ...

makes it, we can't waste it.

- We've got to be happy.

We've got to live well.

- It's agreed then.

(haunting music returns)

Now!

(haunting music)