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"I hearken to a dove from other floods" - Ungaretti

When I was little,

my father told me that the world's biggest problem was fear.

He said that fear was becoming contagious among people,

just like a disease.

So let me tell you the story of the time fear

contaminated the world.

And this is more or less how it started.

What is all this chaos everywhere?

What is this world turning into,

and why isn't the government doing something?

Hello, I'm Alaor Sousa,

and here now is the nightly news report.

That's my mom,

a few years ago, back when Papa still lived with us.

That's me there, playing on the floor.

And that's Buiú. He was my nanny's son.

Buiú and I grew up together until we were six.

That's when the accident happened.

But we'll get to that a little later.

Buiú always had kind of bulging eyes.

Back then, I didn't know if it had something to do with the fear disease

or if he was just born that way.

Get that thing out of here! Where's your father?

Rufus, get in here!

My father said I wouldn't catch the fear from Buiú.

He said, "You can't catch fear from the air

or from using the same glass."

"Fear, it comes from ideas,"

he used to say.

Rufus, I'm telling you this for the last time.

Either you get all those filthy birds out of this house,

or you get out!

The day the accident happened

was also the day I saw the secret machine

my father was building for the first time.

My mom always said it was off limits,

but that day, Papa finally showed it to me.

He said his machine would let humans understand

- the language of birds. - Most people...

He told me that since the dawn of time,

birds have been saving mankind from catastrophes.

Owls have warned about earthquakes,

crows have warned about wildfires,

and geese have warned about war.

Just after he said that,

the pigeon on my head started making this weird sound.

Papa grabbed it and took it over to his machine.

He asked me to help him by holding down one of the levers.

But I got scared, and... I couldn't do it.

After the explosion, my father had to leave the house.

Papa said he was going to keep doing his work,

but somewhere far away from us, to keep us safe.

The last time I saw him, he promised to come back someday,

and he said he would stay in touch.

But how?

With the help of the birds, Tito, there is always hope.

Here. This is for you.

That day, I decided two things--

I was never gonna let fear stop me again

and I was gonna prove that my dad was right about the birds.

Attention, all inventors.

Your time to shine is almost here.

The events and competition will begin in five minutes.

Contestants are asked to proceed immediately

to the auditorium with their inventions.

And remember, the winner here will automatically qualify

to compete in the International Invention Convention.

Tito? Tito!

Tito, are you in here?

They're calling the finalists now.

This is the boys' room.

So?

Come on, Tito. I know you're in here somewhere.

Why are you hiding?

What happened to all that "never being afraid" stuff?

It's not 'cause I'm afraid.

But where's Buiú?

How's he supposed to get in here to help you?

Shh! There!

Oh, I wouldn't worry about Buiú] getting in, Tito.

- Oh, hi, Teo. - Even if you had 100 Buiús,

I'd still win this competition.

See you on stage, loser.

- Hi, Buiú. - Did you finish the program?

You're a genius, Buiú. What would I do without you?

Sara, find my mom. Don't let her go backstage.

OK. You got it.

- Hi there, Rosa. - Hi, Sara. Good to see you.

Crowds like this always make me so nervous.

- Where's Tito? - He's backstage.

But you can't go there right now.

The contest is about to start.

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.

- Come and sit with me. - Our two finalists

will now present their amazing inventions.

- Oh, there are two seats. - Then the judges will determine

which one will go to the international competition.

Our first inventor is Teo Sousa. Take it away, Teo.

My invention is called the Teo Coil,

and as you're about to see,

I found a way to harness the awesome force of electricity

and use it to actually power the human body

in a way never before seen in this country

or maybe even... the world.

No way he built that himself.

Impressive, Teo.

All the same, I'd hate to pay your electricity bill.

Next up is Tito Rufus!

Tito will present the ornithologists' communication machine

in its public debut.

Not the catchiest name, eh?

- Ornithologists? - Whoo-hoo! Go, Tito!

Uh...

many people don't know this,

but... birds have saved mankind

from many catastrophes over the years.

But these days, men have stopped listening to what the birds say,

and now we can't even understand them anymore.

However, with my machine, humans will be able to

communicate with birds once again.

Oh, it can't be! That looks like Rufus' machine!

Tito!

How could you, Tito? After what happened to you,

how could you have built another terrible machine,

just like your father's?

You knew how risky it was,

and yet you went ahead and did it anyway!

You put all those people in danger.

Don't you touch that filthy animal!

- But what if Papa sent him? - That's ridiculous!

Stop that nonsense.

You're too old to believe in his fairy tales anymore.

- Where did he go? - He's just gone!

And don't change the subject!

Is he ever gonna come home again?

Tito, have you forgotten what that machine of his did to you?

- Don't you remember? - But...

- "But" what? - But it wasn't his fault.

No? Then whose was it?

It was mine. I was too scared to do what Papa asked.

What? You were only six, Tito!

How could you be to blame for any of that?

Your father built that awful machine,

and then he took off for God knows where.

And he never came back!

He never sent any word! He never sent anything!

When you grow up, you can go after him then if you want to!

Until then, I'm all you've got.

I work like a dog to pay for your education,

and what thanks do I get?

You get suspended from school!

You should be ashamed!

- But, Mom... - No more buts!

You are grounded, Tito, for a month!

There'll be no Internet, no TV, no phone, no video games,

nada, got it?

For a month!

Hmm?

"Please know I'm very proud of you.

I know you will be a great inventor. Be brave."

I'm sorry, Tito.

I just get upset because I worry so much about you.

Mommy will always love you.

Ever since my father left,

I've been having this recurring dream.

It says I must find a way far into the past

to learn the birds' secret.

But I always wake up right before I figure it out.

Huh?

Uh... Huh?

"I loved your invention.

I want to help you rebuild it.

Come to my place as soon as you're not grounded anymore.

Teo."

...life in the big city becoming more and more perilous,

what will become of us?

How could society survive?

How can you even leave your house?

You barely step outside, and you're already in danger!

Listen, my friends, I've been doing this job for years,

reporting on what's happening, and I've never seen anything like it!

What are the authorities doing?

Why won't the government protect us?

Well, folks, welcome to the Dome Garden,

where you will never have to be afraid again.

In fact, one of our innovations

is an impenetrable security wall.

All is chaos now. Nothing makes sense anymore.

You, listening to the sound of my voice,

you who are watching me at home--

What is fear? Do you know? Hmm?

Do you? Fear is our closest companion, every hour of every day, it's real fear.

Fear of meeting up with our friends.

Fear of leaving the house!

Fear! Fear! Fear! Fear!

So you talk with the pigeons too.

No, I don't understand what they're saying.

Do you understand?

They're street pigeons, kid.

They're free but unwanted.

Since the world began, they've lived alongside us

free but unwanted by everyone.

Free but unwanted.

Free but unwanted. Free but unwanted.

Free but unwanted. Free but unwa...

Oh, and don't forget to smile.

I've heard that kids with good teeth can get in

anywhere they want with no problem.

Hmm.

Security cards, please.

- We're friends of Teo. - Security cards, please.

This one can't come in.

But he's our friend. Teo invited us here.

Nobody enters without a card.

Then we'll leave. If Buiú can't go, then none of us will.

What are you saying?

You don't want us to go without you, do you, Buiú?

Mm-hmm.

- Uh... - Hmm.

- Please follow me. - Huh?

Master Teo is in Sector 19.

Wait here. Master Teo will join you shortly.

I've always been dedicated to people's security,

so now I've developed a chain of gated communities,

each with state-of-the-art security systems.

You'll never have to live in fear another second.

Welcome to the Dome Gardens,

where you'll never have to be afraid again.

One of our latest innovations is the ultimate security wall,

which instantly paralyzes any wild animals

which might attempt to enter, such as rats, mice, pigeons,

not to mention any dangerous human be...

I can't stand that thing.

My dad makes everyone who comes here watch it,

so it plays all the time.

Anyway, like I said in my note,

I really liked your invention, Tito.

That's why I asked you to come over.

I thought your presentation was pretty good.

You want us to throw him out, Teo?

- I'll do it. I'll throw him out. - No! It's my turn.

No, you morons. I invited him to come here.

- First dibs on the video games, doofus! - No way! It was my turn!

You already had your turn, stupid!

The Trickster Brothers have a lot of energy

but never really think outside the box.

I need a real inventor, someone creative.

What is it you're trying to invent, Teo?

We're going to reassemble Tito's machine, of course.

You copied my invention.

I need you to help me, though.

I can't get these light thingies to work right.

The light thingies are the most important part of it.

That's why you're here,

to help me win the international competition.

I want to beat the best schools in the world.

Are you kidding? No one cares about that stupid contest.

You seemed to care a lot about the one we were just in.

- Remember? The one I won? - So what?

Whether you won or not, it doesn't matter to me.

- It does. - It does not!

- Does! - OK, then. If you're so smart,

build your own machine, and I'll build mine.

Aha! I thought the contest didn't mean anything to you.

Both of you are pathetic!

Quiet down now, students.

I have some important news I have to share with all of you.

- I've just learned-- - Mr. Principal?

Yes, what is it, child?

Why isn't my teacher, Miss Helena, at school today?

That's what I want to talk to you about today,

because Miss Helena has been infected

by what is being called "the outbreak".

This is a new disease that is unfortunately

on the verge of becoming an epidemic.

We've had a few cases here at school, and as a result,

we've decided to cancel all classes.

Can I ask a question, Principal?

Why, yes, of course, dear.

How did Miss Helena catch the disease?

We think she may have gotten it from a man she knew

who had the disease but hadn't shown the symptoms yet.

If that can happen, then how are we supposed to avoid it?

- That guy shoulda got locked up! - Yeah, arrest that dude!

Is anyone working on a cure for it?

I bet Tito's father could find a cure for it.

Right, Tito?

What a joke! Tito doesn’t even have a father!

- You don't have a father? - He's got nobody but his mother.

Shut your mouth! He does so have a father! What do you know?

Quiet!

I think now would be an excellent time

to start our video presentation.

We don't know exactly how the epidemic began,

and so far we don't have any antidote or cure either.

But we have mapped the different phases of the development

of what we're calling a terrorist acutus collective,

better known to all of you as simply "the outbreak".

In the initial phase, the disease attacks the victim's eyes,

making them appear to bulge out.

It also accelerates blood circulation,

which can cause the victim to tremble.

Then, as the disease progresses,

it affects the hands and feet and causes them to go numb.

This in turn leads to dramatic shortening of all the limbs.

In the third phase of the disease,

the victims can no longer close their eyes,

and all four limbs contract further.

The fourth phase begins as the disease compresses

the victim's body into the shape of an oval.

This is very serious indeed,

because an oval-shaped person is absolutely useless.

As the fifth and final stage begins,

we believe there is no longer any chance

that the victim's condition can be reversed,

when there is no more hope of being cured...

I'll take it from here.

Since the scientists aren't sure about what happens at the very end.

The theory is that the final phase turns people into rocks.

They just sit around, completely paralyzed,

unable to make a peep, lifeless.

The perfect student.

I don't want to be an oval!

And I don't want to be a useless rock!

Unfortunately, no one has any idea what's causing the outbreak.

So the only logical thing to do is to take every precaution.

Avoid individuals who might have been infected.

Avoid extremely dangerous individuals.

And avoid extremely calm individuals too!

Also, avoid being too alarmed, and avoid being too relaxed!

In short, just avoid...

everything!

Buiú, where are you?

Hi, son. I'm glad to see you're home.

It's chaos out there.

I had to go to the doctor's office and make sure I'm OK.

Seems like this outbreak is all anyone can talk about.

What is going on?

- Are we going to let an endemic defeat us? - Are you OK?

Do you have a fever?

- Say "aah." - Aah.

- It's a disaster of epic proportions. - Here. Take one of these just in case.

...from our so called government?

They haven't got a clue what to do about it.

Papa knew this was going to happen.

I don't want to hear another word of that nonsense, Tito!

But listen, people.

You know as well as I do results are what matters...

You know I spent the entire afternoon at the doctor's?

I had to wait forever to see him.

And you know what he told me? He said I had nothing.

Na-da. Such a disappointment,

this so-called specialist.

I have to do some work now, Tito.

I can't believe I have to work with all this chaos going on everywhere.

How is anyone supposed to concentrate?

In breaking news, we've learned that the mayor

has just declared a state of emergency.

All citizens are required to be on the lookout.

Here you see the bulging eyes,

which are the first common symptoms of the outbreak.

If you see anyone who looks like this,

you should stay far away from them and immediately contact the--

How weird.

The only birds that go near infected people are the pigeons.

Time for bed, Tito.

OK, Mom. I'm just taking my plate back to the kitchen.

What is all this chaos everywhere?

What is this world turning into? And why...

Where have you been? Weren't you online?

- Hmm-mm. - Come on. Let's fix the machine.

Shh.

...talking to us about the outbreak

that's taking over the country.

My first question is, are we all going to die?

Um... first we put the rods on.

Hand me the rope, Buiú?

Are your arms getting shorter?

I think we should concentrate on the pigeons' songs this time.

What do you think?

Uh, what happened, Mom?

The Internet just went out! It's completely offline!

And right in the middle of the doctor's interview!

No, pigeon! Don't go in there!

Did she see you?

Aah! Look at the doctor!

He's having outbreak symptoms on live television!

Pigeon! Pigeon!

Papa, please. I need your help.

Go fast, pigeon.

Find my father. Quickly!

Welcome, doctors.

It's a pleasure to have you here.

Thank you for seeing us on short notice, Mr. Mayor.

- This is an emergency. - Of course.

And I'm sure you won't mind of Mr. Aloar Sousa joins us.

He's just made a very generous investment

in our new outbreak research center.

Actually, it's very fortunate that Mr. Sousa is here,

because the matter at hand also relates directly to him.

We must take steps to prevent the citizens

from panicking and making things worse.

The first thing we should do

is reduce the amount of frightening news on television.

- Hmm? - Scaring the citizens to death

is not helping us to find a cure.

Of course we must make every effort

to investigate the outbreak, my dear doctor,

but we all know that the success rate of any new cure

depends on the cooperation of the population.

Mm! Mm!

Therefore, the news reporting will not stop, ever!

I don't think you understand what we're dealing with Mr. Sousa.

This is like nothing we've ever seen before,

and so far, we're all mystified.

The only research we've been able to find was done

by a fellow who is, to say the least, a bit eccentric.

It's this Dr. Rufus, who disappeared several years ago.

Yes. May I see?

Mr. Mayor, we need to mount a search for this Dr. Rufus immediately.

He may be our only hope.

I'll handle the search, Doctor,

and we'll have this Rufus fellow in no time.

Oh, chaos. It's just chaos.

- All around us, chaos. - Here, Mom.

Just relax.

- You had a bad dream. - Thank you.

You must stay inside today, Tito.

The world outside these walls has become

a very, very dangerous place.

Buiú just sent me a distress signal.

"City Center Hospital, quarantine level four."

That can't be good.

Sara, I'm going after Buiú.

Mr. Alaor, we have found the scientist's island.

Excellent. Bring him to me at once.

Do whatever it takes to capture him.

The outbreak is spreading rapidly around the world

and reports continue to come in about...

Ah, welcome, my dear Dr. Rufus.

I'm a great admirer of your work.

I'm afraid I can't say the same about you.

No matter. Look what we have here.

It's your brand-new machine!

- Did you follow my instructions? - Of course, Doctor.

Everything exactly as you requested,

to the last nut and bolt.

If I may ask, Doctor,

will the new machine or the old machine save us from the outbreak?

The old one is an obsolete design.

That's why I sent you the plans for this new machine, Mr. Sousa.

I see. And this new machine will save us?

No machine will ever save us from this catastrophe.

- Leave us. - Hmm.

So, Doctor,

let me ask you one question just straight up.

Do you or do you not have a real cure?

I do not.

Ah!

- What a shame. - But I know who does.

Ah! Great.

The pigeons will help us, Mr. Alaor.

The pigeons will help us.

Free... yes.

But unwanted.

And they're always, always watching us.

But... how is this possible?

I still think...

Where's Dr. Rufus, Mr. Sousa?

What's happening? We heard the machine start up.

- What's going on? - What was in the bag?

Dr. Rufus and his machine must not be disturbed.

I told him no one would be allowed

to enter the lab without my express permission.

No. I'll handle this.

Tito! Over here!

Hi. I'm really glad you could come.

How did you get your parents to let you out?

Well, actually, I didn't. I just snuck out.

The anti-panic patrol! Let's go!

Look! Level Four! Buiú is in there!

How do we get in?

The vent!

You go. I'll distract the anti-panic patrol.

You really are very brave, Sara.

I know. Now, get going!

Buiú!

Tito?

Tito?

Tito?

The number you have dialed

is disconnected or no longer in service.

Where are you, Tito?

- Did you get in? - Yeah. I found Buiú.

- Where is he? - Over there.

- But... - But what?

But I'm afraid you might catch the outbreak

if you see him the way he looks right now.

Didn't you just get done telling me how brave I am?

Then don't stop me from being brave right now.

- I want to see Buiú. - OK, I'll bring him out.

But you have to close your eyes until I say.

Huh?

You'd better prepare yourself.

You can look now.

Sara...

It's all right.

Somehow we'll fix all this.

Tito!

I knew the pigeons would help us!

I wonder what it's saying.

No, no.

Don't stop now! Sing!

Come on! Sing, sing!

That was how the pigeon sang

right before my father's machine exploded!

Hey, wait. The machine that I built--

Maybe it can sing with my machine!

Oh, but that one is broken.

I know exactly what we can do.

I can't believe you talked me into this.

Don't worry. Relax.

What's that?

It's a ball.

No playing ball in the house. Only in the gym.

Master Teo will be here to meet you shortly.

- Hang in there, Buiú. - Well, well, well.

Are you kids lost in my house?

Hello, Mr. Sousa. We're not lost.

- We came to see Teo. - How are you able to

walk around out there, with the outbreak and all?

In fact, we wanted to talk to you about that, Mr. Sousa.

To me? What would I know?

We found the cure for the outbreak, sir. We know what to do.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! Isn't that fantastic?

Every scientist in the world working on it,

and it gets solved by you two.

Good for you!

I can see the headlines already.

Teo, Teo, get this. Your two friends are telling me

they found a cure for the fear outbreak.

Isn't that just amazing?

This Tito? Tito could never do that.

This guy's the biggest chicken in the whole world!

I'm not a chicken, and I can't catch the outbreak.

You're a funny kid. Good one!

I ought to cast you in one of my TV comedies.

Now go and play,

because I have no time for this nonsense.

I have to go to work. I have to watch television.

Teo, we're here because we need your help.

Oh, really? OK.

What do you want from me?

Well, first we need to fire up the machine you built

and use it to get the pigeons to sing,

because if they sing the right song, it will cure people.

We saw it happen,

but we need the machine to cure Buiú so we can prove it.

Then your father can broadcast the singing and cure the whole world.

- Let's do it! - I say it sounds like

your machine didn't work, and now you're desperate.

And here you are, begging to use mine.

See? I told you. He's not gonna help us.

He's a selfish jerk who never helps anyone but himself.

Enough with the insults. We don't have time for this.

Teo, I told Tito you'd help him cure Buiú,

and that's exactly what you're going to do!

OK, OK. Settle down.

Where is Buiú, though?

This is Buiú.

You brought an infected person into my house? Yuck!

Shh!

Let's go to my room.

It's safer there.

Ah! Look at this.

This is all wonderful.

It seems I just needed a small incentive for people

to line up and buy the Dome Garden properties.

Look, Dr. Rufus.

My profits have gone through the roof since the outbreak started.

You called for me, Mr. Sousa?

I need to see the file on this boy--

this Tito.

We should consider him dangerous. He has no fear.

Quiet, you stupid pigeon!

My name is Teo Sousa,

and welcome to my science channel.

You're about to see exclusive coverage of my cure for the outbreak.

Go ahead.

- What's happening? - Hold on.

Well? Can I look or not?

Yeah.

You can look. It didn't work anyway.

- Why? - What went wrong, Tito?

I don't know, Sara. I don't know.

Hold on.

I think I've got it. I know I do.

It's all about the street pigeons! The street pigeons!

- Well, I don't get it at all. - He's having a revelation.

None of these pigeons came from the street!

Of course not. These pigeons have all been raised in luxury.

Five-star cages.

But the machine will only work right with the street pigeons,

the free ones that no one wanted.

They are the ones that really know us.

They are the ones who sing!

Free but unwanted. Free but unwanted.

But we have to get the machine outside.

How can you possibly do that?

I might just have a way.

I have the file you requested on the boy, Mr. Sousa.

What? It's Rufus's son!

Oh, no, you don't!

You didn't think it would be that easy, did you, Doctor?

Catch the pigeon! I'm ruined if you let him escape!

Yes, sir.

I can't believe what I'm seeing!

That looks just like the machine Rufus built!

How could this even be possible?

Get that machine!

Oh, no! Someone must've seen us!

- Out of the way! - Move it, you guys! Guys, no!

Nice move, Sara!

Where are we going, Tito?

We have to find some street pigeons!

Pigeons!

Now!

Tricksters!

Tito, hit the brakes!

There aren't any brakes in this thing!

- Is everyone OK? - I think I am,

but I won't be after we all get arrested for this!

Now they won't let me into the International Invention Convention!

And for the first time in my whole life,

my father's gonna be mad at me!

Who cares about that?

The machine is broken,

and that means we can't cure Buiú or anyone else!

Everyone in the entire world is getting sick.

And Papa...

he should be here.

But I don't know where he is.

Hey, there. Easy, little fellow. Take it easy.

Huh?

Oh, that's weird.

What's weird about it?

I- It's different somehow.

Maybe my father sent this pigeon to help us!

Teo, why is there a picture of your dad there?

Huh? "Outbreak Research Center."

Oh! That's the lab my father set up to find a cure for the outbreak.

He said he had the best scientists in the whole world working there,

guys way better than your father.

Yeah, well, it's in a dangerous part of town,

and there's no way I'm going there.

We're already here, Sara.

We're standing in the middle of the old downtown?

Well, we're here, so let's do this.

Mm... yeah.

This place doesn't look so bad.

Kind of charming. What could go wrong?

Wait a sec, guys. Maybe we should wait for the Tricksters.

No. Those two are probably at the police station by now,

if they're not in a hospital.

We have to go do this now. It's our only chance.

OK, OK, I'll go. Just don't leave me here alone.

Hey, look.

We can use this. Good job, pigeon.

- It's too high. No way. - Don't worry, Teo. We can do it.

You stay here, Buiú. We'll pull you up in a minute.

Now what?

I'll go first.

- Just be careful. - Mm-hmm.

I hope my father's face can take it.

Hold on, Tito!

It stopped tearing.

Where's the pigeon?

- Tito, you're hurt. - I can take it.

This was the lab. Only, now it's abandoned.

Even the scientists gave up and took off!

What is this thing, Tito?

Huh.

Guys, the solution is right in front of us!

This is the ornithologist's machine, the real one!

That means Papa must be around here somewhere.

But where is he? How can I find him?

You guys, we're about to have lots of company!

They're gonna find Buiú!

We've got to get the machine out of here!

But how?

That's the answer! The pigeons can carry the machine!

Are you out of your mind?

They could never lift something that heavy!

You have no clue what they're capable of.

Yeah. Stop being so negative, Teo.

- Come on! - OK!

- Huh? - Hey, look!

- It's the Tricksters! - Get down here now!

Hmm? Huh?

Surrender! Now!

The pigeons are getting tired.

We're losing altitude!

Look! That's the hospital!

Let's head down there!

They're here in the hospital parking lot.

We have them surrounded.

Teo, listen to me!

What are you doing, hanging around with those kids?

You are the heir of Alaor Sousa!

Get away from them now!

Where are you going? Don't just give up!

But he's my dad.

Come back here now!

Teo!

Go turn on the machine, quick!

That machine is dangerous, everyone!

Please stand back!

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What? What's wrong, Teo?

Careful! He's going to fall!

Tito!

Tito!

Tito! Tito, answer me!

The machine is broken again.

I thought the fall killed you. Tito, I was so scared.

Sara...

are you all right?

This wasn't supposed to happen to you, Teo!

Come back to me, son! Come back!

Hold it.

What's this? This can't happen to me!

Don't just stand there, boy! Do something!

I can't. You broke the machine.

Your father! Maybe your father knows how to fix it!

But my father is not here.

Dad?

I can't understand him.

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Doctor!

Dad!

I'm so sorry that all this happened.

Sorry for what, Tito?

I was the one that caused the explosion,

the one that made you have to leave home.

None of that is your fault, son.

You've done nothing wrong. I'm the one who has failed,

by not finding an antidote to the disease.

Nothing I tried worked, not even turning myself

into a pigeon.

So what do we do? There must be an answer.

Tito, I've tried everything I can think of,

but I don't know why the pigeons aren't healing us.

It's up to you now, Tito.

Hurry!

No!

Sara!

Tito...

do you still think I'm brave?

Tell me the truth.

Of course I do. Of course.

No!

No! Sara!

Wait! The pigeons!

I have to figure out why they're not healing us!

When I climbed into Papa's machine

and let it turn me into a bird,

I finally understood the dream that I've been having all my life.

I found myself flying into the past.

I learned the secret.

And it wasn't just about the birds.

It was also about fear.

For other animals,

fear is a trigger that makes them choose

either flight... or fight.

Humans learned to join together

to overcome that fear.

They learned that together, we are stronger.

We can wait for that fear to pass

and then face whatever caused it.

What my father didn't realize

is that over time, humans have forgotten this.

But the pigeons, who have lived with us

since the beginning of time, still remember.

The singing of the pigeons is not the cure.

The singing of the pigeons

is the memory that we all share.

Tito!

- How did you do it? - I told the pigeons

that humans have forgotten how to overcome fear.

And so they sang to help us remember.

Hey, look.

The pigeons are calling all the other birds so they can help us.

Mom!

Tito!

Oh, dear. Everyone's all right.

The next time, Tito,

I'll pay more attention to what you tell me.

I think your eyes are big even without the outbreak.

♪ I've got feet! I've got legs! ♪

♪ I've got a neck that really moves! ♪

♪ I've got fingers on my hands! ♪

♪ I've got 10 toes in my shoes! ♪

Aah!

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After all that's happened,

I hope that people will remember

why we had the outbreak.

Otherwise, something like it will just happen again.

And I'm not sure the birds will want to help us next time.

So just to be safe, I'm going to keep practicing...

the language of the birds.