All language subtitles for Anna.to.the.Infinite.Power.1983.1080p.AMZN.WEBRip.DDP2.0.x264-Candial

Hi!

Hello.

I'm just moving in.

[girl]
Really?

-What's your name?
-What's yours?

Michaela DuPont.

-Yours?
-[engine roaring]

-Anna!
-I couldn't hear you.

Anna Hart!

[sighs]

-When will my piano be here?
-Tomorrow.

Sign here, please.

♪ [plaintive piano music] ♪

[piano music concludes]

Well, Anna Hart.

Looks as if you and I
are gonna have to

get to know each other
a little better.

♪♪

[singing in German]

[music stops]

[music resumes]

[song ends]

[children playing in distance]

[woman] Anna?

Did you tell your mother
four o'clock?

-Yes.
-And you gave her my note?

Yes, but she's very busy.
She can't make it.

[sighs]
Sit down, Anna.

[teacher sighs]

Anna...

I appreciate the fact that
your mother's very busy,

and I know the research work
she's doing is very important,
but so is this.

It concerns your future
here with us.

What are you talking about?
I've topped the dean's list

ever since I've been
in this school.

I know, Anna, and being
the most brilliant

in a school of gifted children
is quite an accomplishment.

But Anna, your entire curriculum
focuses on math and science.

-There's other things, you know.
-That's what my mother wants.

I'm going to be a physicist,
not a plumber...

or a school teacher.

Anna...

if you're trying to tell me
that you're smarter than I am,

then you're probably right.

I know you have a higher IQ.

I'm only a simple
school teacher.

But I'm not a thief.

It's 4:30. Your mother's
still at her lab.

Let's give her a call.

Graham, it was awful.

That woman was gonna
report the matter
to the headmaster.

Can you imagine that?

Under the circumstances,
I'd say that was
entirely appropriate.

Well, not in--
in Anna's case.

[sighs]

Sarah, you're
a sensible woman.

I don't see
why on God's earth

you think Anna
is so special.

She stole
that woman's watch!

And this isn't the first time
our little angel's been caught

with sticky fingers.

Well, Mrs. Benson
is a new teacher. She'll--

she'll find out that
Anna's a special case.

Only special because
you made that cockamamie deal
with her headmaster

for us to pay back
for whatever Anna swipes.

She needs a doctor.

Or a swift kick in the--

Now, don't be vulgar.

She sees a doctor
six times a year.

[scoffs] A medical doctor, yes.

And he's controlled
her allergies.

But look, the kid cheats,

she lies, she steals...

she can't look at
a flickering light---

even a candle
gives her a migraine!

Now, I don't know what you know
about children her age,

but that--that's not normal.

She needs a psychologist,
or a psychiatrist.

-No, damnit, no!
-[piano music in distance]

Who the hells' practicing piano
at this hour of the night?

-[piano continues]
-[Anna] Please, Clara,

don't play "Reverie."

[breathing heavily]

Pl-Please, Clara,
not "Reverie."

Don't play "Reverie."

[piano continues in distance]

Mama.

[panting]

Mama. Mama!

-[thunder crashes]
-[echoing] You're
all right, dear.

All right.

[Anna gasping]

Are we
gonna die, Mama?

No, dear. No.

[thunder crashes]

Just a storm.

Don't be afraid.

We'll be home soon.

Mama!

[distant piano music]

[piano concludes song]

[insects chirring]

[music playing on TV]

[satellite beeping]

[woman on TV]
♪ Closer, growing closer... ♪

[boy] Anna,
did Dad leave yet?

Yeah.

[song continues on TV]

I forgot to tell him
we have a ride.

-With who?
-With our new neighbor.

She works at
the conservatory.

You mean the witch
across the street.

What do you mean, witch?

Anna, you've got
some mouth on you.

I'm telling you, Rowan,
that woman's up to something.

She's weird.
I don't like the way
she looks at me.

Funny, I like the way
she looks at me.

So when did you meet her?

The other day
when she was moving in.

Then I saw her again
last night.

Where? When last night?

About midnight.

She was in her house.
She was staring at me.

And that makes her
a witch, right?

Anna, you know something?
You're sick.

Listen, creep-o,

I had a nightmare last night,

and she gave it to me--
I know she did!

Anna, do me a favor.
Drop dead.

I wouldn't give you
the pleasure. Listen, Rowan,

I can't remember the last time
I had a dream.

But I had a doozy last night.

So what was it about?

Well, the first part
was like a dream.

There was music.

I felt like I knew the song.

There was a woman.

Her name was...

I can't remember.

Oh, I can understand
why you're upset.

That's a real scary dream.

That's not the scary part.

Well, you better get
to the good stuff,

because I've gotta go,
and the broomstick leaves
in three minutes.

I was on a plane.

A woman was holding me,
and I kept calling her Mama,

-but it wasn't Mom.
-So who was it?

I don't know.

But in the dream,
I thought she was my mom.

I thought I was gonna die.

There was a terrible storm.

The plane was jumping
all over the sky,
and there was lightning.

And you got a headache,
right?

Sorry. Go on.

That's it.

That's it? That's all?

-Yeah!
-What about
the exciting part?

I mean, didn't the plane crash
or anything?

Well, I thought
it was going to.

Some dream.

Seemed so real.

-That's the way dreams are.
-Not this real.

[man on TV] Stay tuned
for the early bird edition
of the morning news.

Sure they are.
When you get older,

I'll tell you some
of my dreams.

[TV] ...from New Hope,
Pennsylvania,

about 40 miles north
of Philadelphia.

A commuter aircraft
operated by Saldek Airways

made a forced landing during
the fierce thunderstorm

that swept the Delaware Valley
last night. Suki--

Flight 121 departed Binghamton
last night at 11:10,

bound for Philadelphia
with eight passengers
and two crew on board.

It didn't make it.
The flight terminated
an hour ago, about midnight,

on this soggy field
on the outskirts of New Hope.

-Excuse me! Young lady!
-[sirens wailing]

-You were onboard the plane?
-Yes.

I understand
two people were hurt,
but there were no fatalities.

-That's right.
-Can you tell us
what happened?

-[girl] We were bouncing around,
there was lightning,
-Rowan!

-and I shut my eyes.
It was so bright, it hurt.
-Rowan!

Well, the pilot said we were
making the emergency landing,

-and my mother, she--
-Where is she? She okay?

Yeah, she's over there.
She's a doctor,

she's helping out over there
behind the ambulance.

-Where are you from?
-Philadelphia.

-And what's your name?
-Anna.

-Anna Smithson.
-Thank you very--

Damn.

Damn, damn, damn.

This is Dr. Barrett.
Give me an outside line.

Anna is not an uncommon name.

Mom, it was scary.

It was just like
watching me.

Listen, honey,
I've gotta go.

Now, your bus should be here
any minute. Don't miss it.

What about my dream?
What about that, Mom!

Darling, I don't know.
I can't explain it to you.

But what I do know
is that I don't like
to see you so upset.

But I dreamed about that crash
before it happened!

Darling, there are
a lot of things that
happen in this world

that can't be explained.

That's where scientists
like you and I come in.

I don't know what
to tell you.

It's-- well, it's just
one of those things.

That's not scientific.

[Anna]
Philadelphia.

Do you have a listing
for Dr. Smithson?

No, I don't,
but it's a woman.

That must be the one.

Residence.

[Sarah] I see
you've decided to save
the roast until Sunday.

[Graham] Mm-hm.

Why do you insist on dragging

every stray dog
that turns up at
that conservatory of yours

home for dinner?

Hm, stranger
in a strange town...

[sighs] lonely nights,
no one to talk to.

All the usual reasons.

Besides,
she's not exactly a dog.

[chuckling]

Do you think that thing
can make it to Philadelphia?

'Course it can. Why?

I want you
to take me there.

Don't be ridiculous.
In the first place,

you know Mom doesn't like me
to ride you, and second,

I can't think of a reason
why I'd want to take you
around the block,

let alone 50 miles.

-I can give you a reason.
-You could try.

You know the dream
I was telling you about?

-Mm-hm.
-Right after you left,

it was on television.

A plane crashed in a storm
last night, near New Hope.

You can save your breath.
I've already heard.

You're the brain
in the family,

go look up the word
"coincidence."

Coincidence doesn't explain
why a girl wearing my face
and my name

was aboard that plane,
does it?

[Sarah]
Wash up, kids!
Dinner's ready!

I'm not takin' you to Philly.

When I'm
a world-famous scientist

and you're a starving musician,
don't come to me for any favors!

I wouldn't come to you
for the time of day.

[huffing]

-[metal object clatters]
-Ahhh! Ohh!

Ohh...

What about Saturday?
After orchestra practice.

How about what on Saturday?

Philly.

What made you
change your mind?

Somebody put tonight's paper
in the trash

without even taking
the wrapper off of it.

Here it is.
It says that her mother

is a medical research scientist

and her father is an oboist
with the Philadelphia Symphony.

-My God.
-That was just
one coincidence too many.

Even for you?

Even for me.

-[Anna] I'm adopted!
-[Rowan] What?

It explains everything!

The dream--everything!

What are you
talkin' about?

Anna Smithson and I
are sisters!

-Sisters?
-Twins! Identical twins!

Haven't you ever heard
about twins?

We must have been
separated as babies,

adopted by
difference families.

How do you explain that
both of you were called Anna?

They usually give sisters
difference names.

-Even twins.
-Maybe they mixed us up.

You know, didn't know
which was which.

Anna, you're forgetting
something very important.

-What?
-I went to the hospital
with Mom and Dad.

I was there
when you were born.

This is it.
41 Bala Cynwyd Drive.

How do you think she'll act
when she sees her double?

Let's hope that
she answers the door,
and not one of her parents.

I don't think
they'd take too kindly to this.

Well, let's go.

[doorbell rings]

-May I help you?
-[Rowan] Yes, ma'am.

We were wondering
if we could see Anna.
Is she home?

Uh, Anna?

Yes, y-your daughter.

[woman]
You must be mistaken.

I don't have a daughter.
We don't have any children.

[Rowan] But you're
Mrs. Smithson.

Dr. Smithson?

Yes.

But I--
But we--

Rowan, I'm scared.

Dr. Smithson was the woman
I saw in my dream.

-How is that possible?
-I don't know.

I don't know how
any of this is possible.

[Rowan] What did you tell Mom?

[Anna] I told her
I'd be at the library all day.

[revs engine]

[Rowan]
Is that guy crazy or what?!

I think he's trying
to kill us!

-[Rowan] Here he comes again!
-[Anna] What's he doing?!

[Rowan] We gotta
get out of here.

[Anna] Can't this thing
go any faster?!

It's goin' as fast
as it'll go.

[revs engine]

[Rowan]
Hang on!

[Anna] Rowan,
what are you doing?!

-[Roman] Hang on!
-[Anna screaming]

[Rowan] Come on,
let's get out of here!

Come on!

[Anna] How long
have we been here?

About five minutes.

Gosh.

I don't think
I hear 'em anymore.

Yeah, I think we should
get out of here.

Let's go find the bike.

-Where it is?
-I think it's back this way.

[plane flies over
at low altitude]

I can't take much more of this.

-[Anna] What's going on?
-[Rowan] He's trying to kill us!

Let me try to see
what's going on.

Oh, my God!
Get down, get down!

[Anna mutters]

Come on.

[engine rattling]

[Rowan] It'll be dark
before we get home.
Mom's gonna kill us.

We gotta get
this thing up.

Scared the stuffin'
right out of ya, didn't he?

He tried to kill us!

Hm. Thought it looked that way.

You sound like
this happens every day.

No, not every day.

But sometimes when
they've worked hard all day,

these crop duster fellas
like to have a little fun.

Ya ever seen that plane before?

Seen lots of planes like it,

but, uh, now that
you mention it...

I think that's
a new kid in town.

No, I don't think
I ever seen that plane before.

[car starts]

[car horn honking insistently]

[Rowan]
Not again!

[Anna] Rowan, pull over!
It's Mom!

[turns off motorcycle]

Mom, we were just--

Rowan just picked me up
from the library.

Just be quiet, Anna,
I know where you were.

I was at the library!
Honest!

Up those stairs.

We have to have
a little talk

before we go home.

Why didn't you
come to me?

Why did you have
to go Philadelphia?

You may have ruined
the work of a lifetime.

Mom, I did come to you.
You said it was just
one of those things.

Well, it's not.
Did Anna Smithson see you?

-No.
-Oh, thank God.

At least her mother
doesn't have to deal with--

[thunder rumbling]

I wasn't supposed to--

Well, I wasn't going to tell you
about any of this, Anna,

till you reach puberty,
but, well...

I've decided
to tell you now.

What's puberty got
to do with anything?

And I know what you're going
to tell me: I'm a twin.

A twin? [laughs]

Oh, darling. I'm--

I've got so much to tell you,

and I want to make sure
you understand.

Maybe I don't want
to hear it.

Well, I'm afraid after today,
you have to.

And it'll make you very proud.

-Why?
-Because you're very privileged.

You are part
of a unique experiment.

Before you were born,

there was a woman
named Anna Zimmerman.

She was a brilliant physicist
doing very important work.

But she died. She died in
an accident in her laboratory.

She was gone,
along with most of her work.

-Did you know her?
-No.

No, I was in college
when she died.

I don't understand
what any of this
has to do with me.

Why do I have her name?

Before Anna Zimmerman died,

she was close to
a real breakthrough

that would have made
a fantastic replicator possible.

-Replicator?
-A machine that could produce
food from the basic elements.

It would have meant
the end of starvation,
the end of famine.

Where do I come in?

Anna, you've heard
of genetic engineering?

I know what it is.

You can make an exact
duplicate of a flower--

they've done it with frogs too.

They call it cloning.

After Anna Zimmerman died,

an experiment in human cloning
took place.

But it failed.

Something went wrong,
I don't know what.

It's not in any
of my science books.

My teachers would have
mentioned it if it were true.

Your teachers don't know
anything about it.

Only the people involved
with the experiment knew.

They had to keep
the new experiments secret.

New experiments?

Twelve years after
the first experiment,

scientists
managed to duplicate

their first human being
from body cells,

a totally asexual
reproduction.

-You don't mean--
-[Anna] They cloned
Anna Zimmerman?

Yes, Anna. Yes!

Oh, the work she was doing
was so important.

They took the genetic
information from cells

in Anna Zimmerman's body

and implanted them
into unfertilized eggs

in the wombs of certain...
chosen women.

Anna Zimmerman was reborn.

Every cell, every nuance
of her personality,

every grain of information
that she possessed--

her very physical being!--

growing every day,

maturing into--

Oh, don't you see?

The work that Anna did
was lost to the world

when she died,
but she didn't die,

because her clones
can go over the same ground

and unlock the same mysteries.

[thunder rumbling]

You were one of
the chosen women.

And I'm Anna Zimmerman.

Yes.

That means you're really
not my mother.

And Dad isn't my father.
And Rowan isn't my brother!

Well, I may not be
your genetic mother--

If you're not my real mother,
who is?!

Anna Zimmerman's mother?!

Is her father my father?!
Do I have any parents?!

I'm not a human being,

I'm an experiment!

Anna!

You are a very special person

with a very important destiny.

A very special person.

With a very important
destiny.

How many others are there?

I don't know. There--

There may only be two,
Anna and the little girl
in Philadelphia.

But there may be more,
because every time we traveled,

I had to check in with...

well, I--I had to get
special permission.

That's why I have
to go to Dr. Barrett's office
every two months, isn't it?

It's not because
of my allergies at all.

That's right.

Listen, Anna...

[rain patters,
thunder rumbling]

Your father doesn't
know anything about this,
and he mustn't know.

I'll tell him in my own time
and in my own way.

But until then,
it'll just be our secret,

yours and mine and Anna's.

I've already told her
not to say anything.

Well, I just want to know
why Dad wasn't in on this
from the beginning.

The requirements
were very rigid.

They were having trouble
finding people.

We were perfect!

One of us had
to be a scientist,
and the other

something in the arts,
preferably music.

Just like Anna Zimmerman's
parents, I bet.

Yes, that's right.

But when I sounded out
your father,

you can't imagine
how opposed he was
to the idea,

even in theory!

In the end, I simply--

well, we were supposed
to sign a paper, both of us,

and I just forged his name.

Well, I just wonder
what Dad's gonna say

when he finds out about this.

Why should it make
any difference to him?

Anna's still the same Anna
that he's loved and accepted
all these years.

The fact that she's not
his natural child

shouldn't make her
any different or any
less important.

He'll still love her,
just the same way
you and I do.

Don't include me in that!

Rowan!

Rowan! Rowan,
you can't mean that!

Oh, yes, I do!
How can you like
a person like her?!

She'd lie if it suited her,
she'd steal if it suited her.

Love her?
I don't even like her!

Oh, God!

[metal parts clacking]

[Sarah]
Rowan?

Can I speak to you
for a moment?

[Rowan sighs]
I'm sorry about
last night.

I know you are,
dear.

So am I.

Very sorry.

And I know you didn't
mean what you said.

Mom, you have to
understand something.

What I said last night
came from inside me...

deep down,
and it's something

that I've always
been able to control.

I'm sorry what I said to you,

'cause I knew that
it would hurt you.

But when I
heard myself say it,

well, then I
knew it was true.

-Oh, Rowan.
-I loved her because a brother

is supposed to love his sister.

Well, she's not my sister.

[gasps] Oh, Rowan.

This is all my fault.

[keyboard clacking]

[Rowan]
How is Anna this morning?

[Sarah]
She's in her room...

doing her homework.

She's been at her terminal
all morning.

Figures.
Just like nothing happened.

Rowan, I know this
has been a shock to you,

but it's been
a terrible shock to Anna.

Now, we've all got to work
to help her accept her identity.

[Sarah]
She wasn't supposed to know
about this till puberty.

And then there's...
the other aspect.

What other aspect?

Well, they say
the most critical time
is--is puberty.

That if things
were gonna go wrong,

that's when it would happen.

[Rowan]
But what could go wrong?

Well, they don't
know exactly.

They say that there
might be serious
physical problems.

Cellular malfunction,
like cancer.

But honestly,

I-I think they're
overexaggerating.

Mom...

did Anna hear
what I said last night?

Yes, Rowan, she did.

[door opens]

[Rowan] Hi.

Hello, Rowan.

What are you doin'?

What does it
look like I'm doing?

-Anna, I--
-You're sorry about last night.

Well, don't be.

What you and your family
think or do

is no concern of mine.

Ya know,
you are so obnoxious.

I know. [sighs]
Well, don't blame me.

It's Anna Zimmerman's fault.

You know what I hate
about this all?

It's that nobody tried
to get you any help.

-Except Dad.
-Why should they?

They wanted another
Anna Zimmerman,
and they got her.

But you can change.
Be yourself.

Rowan, I'm Anna Zimmerman.
There is no other self.

Besides, why should I
want to change?

I always wanted
to be a physicist.

Now it turns out I'm
the most brilliant one ever.

Rowan.

Do they know that I know?

-They?
-They. Them.

My creators.
Do they know that I know?

No. Mom decided
not to tell them.

That explains it.

Explains what?

This.

I've tried every source I could.

There's nothing.

No, that's impossible.

I mean, she's supposed
to be world-famous.

That's just it:
it's not possible.

Don't you see? It says,
"No information available."

Available to my terminal,
I'll bet.

If I could just get
to another terminal.

Have you tried the library?

The Flemington library?

You'd be lucky to find
anything about Einstein
in that library.

What about
the one at Princeton?

Right.

You're ready for
another motorcycle trip,

-aren't you?
-Not on your life.

[sighs]

[doorbell rings]

Oh. My God,
I almost forgot.

We've having company
for dinner.

Company?

Michaela DuPont.

Oh, doesn't that just
put the icing on the cake?

[chuckling]
It was so nice of you
to invite me.

Is there anything
I can help with, Graham?

No, nothing at all,
Michaela.

Why don't you go
into the dining room?

Sit yourself down.
Take your wine glass with you.

Oh, there is one thing.

Paul tells me
you're a wonderful pianist.

-Hm.
-Will you play something
for us after dinner?

I'd love to.

Well,
where shall I sit?

Suit yourself.

How about here,
across from you?

Fine.

Is there anything

I can help you
with, Graham?

Well, perhaps I...

can help a little.

[Anna gasps]

Don't do that.
Put it out!

Put it out!

Darling, it's all right,
it's all right.

[Anna panting]

I'm afraid the candles
are just decorative.

Any kind of flickering light
gives Anna severe headaches.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well! I'm famished.

Shall we eat?

Mm.

Gosh, that was a wonderful
dinner, Graham.

You're a marvelous chef.

Ahh, I can see
I've been missing a lot.

Thank you, ma'am.

You couldn't have
pleased Graham more.

He dotes on praise
for his cooking.

You two should form
a mutual admiration society.

He's been singing your praises
for some days now, Miss DuPont.

Please, call me Michaela.

Oh, what a fine piano.

What would you like me to play?

Something by Beethoven?

Oh, wonderful.

Beethoven. There was a man

who put the soul of a giant
into his work.

He takes us to
the depths of hell

and lifts us to the skies.

Nothing trivial
about Beethoven.

[Sarah] You almost
make him sound alive.

Beethoven is alive.
He's immortal.

He lives on
through his music.

Oh, really, Graham,

I've never heard you
speak in clichés before.

A cliché is a cliché
because it's true.

-That's a cliché, too.
-Well, suppose you
tell me what isn't.

[Michaela begins "Pathétique"
sonata by Beethoven]

And that, too,
is a cliché.

♪♪

♪♪

[whispers]
Pay attention.

This is the way this piece
is supposed to be played.

♪♪

[softly] Anna.

Can you feel the difference

between the way
you play this piece

and the way
Michaela's playing it?

You have to feel the emotion.

♪♪

[piece ends]

[Graham]
Bravissima. Braviss'a!

Anna, I hope you
learned something today.

Oh, so Anna's the pianist
in the family.

[Sarah] Yes, she's
been taking lessons since
she was a little thing.

Her father
insisted on it.

Yes, but I'm not exactly pleased
with her progress.

I mean, she's a very good
sight-reader and all that,

but, uh...

she seems to be having trouble

capturing the feeling
of what she's playing.

Well, perhaps I could help.
I've often taught.

[Anna]
I don't need any help.

I'm not going to be a musician,
I'm going to be a scientist.

The two things aren't
incompatible, Anna.

[Rowan]
Anna's a real math brain.

That's all she's really
interested in.

Oh, really?

People used to call me
a math brain, too.

Anna is really quite brilliant
in math, Michaela,

there are very few people
her equal.

Give me a problem. Anything.

Oh, uh, Anna,
I don't think--

Oh, Graham, why not?
Everybody likes to show off
their expertise.

What is, um,

what's the cube root
of 704?

Eight point six five.

Oh...I'm afraid
you're wrong, Anna.

It's eight point
eight-nine-five-nine...

two-oh-three.

[Rowan] I'll get a calculator.

Never mind. She's right.

God!

I've never seen anybody
do that but Anna.

I was only trying
to make the point

that science and music
are not mutually exclusive.

For that matter,
neither are science
and emotion.

Now, I'd love
to work with you, Anna.

Are you free
Saturday mornings?

Yes, she is.

Michaela, I can't
thank you enough.

[Michaela]
Graham, Sarah...

thank you.

Not at all, Michaela.

You're a lucky woman
to have a man like Graham.

I'll walk you
across the commons.

[Michaela]
Good night, Anna.
See you Saturday at ten?

[Anna sighs]

That is quite a young woman.

You should have asked me!

-Asked you what?
-About the lessons.

Because I'm not
going to her house.

I don't care
for the woman myself.

I don't understand
either one of you.

Sarah, I've never seen you
be so rude to a guest.

What's gotten into you?

I told you, I--
I just don't care for her.

[Anna]
Neither do I.

I don't like the way
she looks at me.

As for you, Anna...

that woman is
an accomplished musician.

Not only that, her playing
has something that yours lacks.

Warmth. You could learn
something from her.

I don't care if
you like her or not!

I have more
important things to do

than to learn to play
the stupid piano!

Whether you know it or not,

I'm a very special person
with a very important destiny.

[Sarah] I think we should

continue this discussion
tomorrow.

[Graham]
Maybe learning the piano

will help you overcome
some of that nasty arrogance.

[Sarah] Graham!

I'm sorry, Sarah,
but she's lopsided.

Science is fine,
but let's temper it

with a little knowledge
of the humanities!

I'm not going to her house.
I'm not. I'm not!

[Graham]
Then I'll have to
make it an order!

Anna...

as your father,
I'm responsible--

You're not my father.

What did you say?

I said you're not my father.

When it comes
right down to it,
I'm relieved.

Look, I know
that I might have done
something you don't approve of,

but at least
listen to my side.

I'm relieved
because that kid scares me.

Look, I may have
made a mistake...

...how many times
I've sat up reading
psychology books...

...how much that
experiment meant to me!

...trying to figure out
what the hell's wrong with her!

You want to know why
she scares me?

Every time I-I hear her

spouting figures
like some damn machine--

Graham! It is an honor
to be part of this.

Honor?

What do you or Anna,
with her sticky fingers
and her lies,

know about honor?

[sighs]

What about feelings,
Sarah?

Simple human feelings?

I always thought you knew,
but now I'm not so sure.

Graham...

we are privileged
to be a part of this!

You haven't heard
a word I've said.

I've just been telling you,
I'm glad Anna is not my child.

[motorcycle approaches]

[piano plays in distance]

-Hiya.
-Hi.

-How are things at home?
-Okay, I guess.

Hmm. Come on over, sit down.

[piano scales
playing in distance]

How's the "Y"?

[chuckles]
Tolerable.

Your mom okay?

She misses you.

How about Anna?

Anna's Anna.

Dad, I miss ya.

How much longer
does this have to go on?

Ahh.
It's hard to say, son.

I just have to clear my head.

I need time to think.

Anna was supposed to start
her piano lessons today...

-but I suppose
she's not going to.
-No, she is.

She should be there
right now.

Mom told her that
you wanted her to
take those lessons.

Anna put up a fight,
but Mom said,

"Your father wants you
to take 'em, and by God,

you're gonna take 'em."

She did? She said that?

She sure did.

Well, that's promising now,
isn't it?

-Good morning!
-Hi, Paul.

-Maestro.
-Go ahead and set up.

We should start
in about five minutes.

Pretty rough for you
this week, eh?

Yeah.

What happened?

It was just a little spat.

Well, listen,
I got something
to brighten up your day.

The Bellamy list
is coming out on Monday

with the names of those
who will be allowed to compete,

and your name is on it.

-You're kidding.
-No, I'm not kidding.

-That's great!
-[both laughing]

Uh, have you spoken
to your father yet?

No. I haven't told
anybody but you.

Just doesn't seem to be
the right time

to hit the family
with anything else.

When do the playoffs start?

Soon. I got the exact dates
in my office.

Come on.

[sighs]

Hi!

Oh, so you're
a dancer, too?

No, I find this outfit
comfortable for meditation.

You should try it sometime.

It's good for the soul.

-Ah-choo!
-Bless you.

If you have any animals here,
I'm leaving right now,

-because I'm allergic.
-No, no animals.

I was just dusting
a collection of mine,

maybe that's what
made you sneeze.

It's not exactly a grand,

but it has a good tone.

Sit down.

What would you
like me to play?

Play anything you like.
Pretend I'm not here.

After I've heard you,
we'll talk about
what needs work.

Don't you have
a metronome?

Yes, but I prefer
you play without it for now.

Oh, I can't.

[laughs] Well,
of course you can.

Now go ahead.

I'll play Beethoven's Fur Elise.

-Where's your music?
-Oh, I don't need it.

After I've seen the score once,
I know it.

That's remarkable.

[playing Fur Elise
at very fast tempo]

[Anna clicking tongue
in time with music]

[clicking tongue]

♪♪

[Anna continues clicking tongue]

♪♪

[clicking tongue]

♪♪

[piece ends]

[Michaela sighs]

How'd I do?

I think I'm gonna be able
to help you a lot, Anna.

But I didn't make
one mistake. Not one.

There's more to music
than playing a piece
with technical perfection.

You must make the listener
feel the music.

Beethoven was a composer
of great emotion and power.

You have to feel that.

Shall I play
anything else?

Nope. [laughs]

Today we're just
getting acquainted.

We'll start working
next week.

Do you think
you could amuse yourself

while I make us a snack?

Why don't you take a look
at my collection of boxes.

I've just finished
putting them all
back into the cabinet.

[Michaela]
Do you like my collection?

Well, I'm not
very interested in--

boxes.

[footsteps]

How do you
take your tea?

I don't.
I don't like tea.

Oh, I'm afraid that's
the last of my milk.

Don't worry about it.

Tell me, Anna,

do you enjoy music?

I guess I don't
think much about it
one way or the other.

What do you think about
one way or the other?

I like math
better than anything.

That reminds me of
something Debussy said.

"Music is
the arithmetic of sounds,

as optics is
the geometry of light."

-Very interesting.
-I thought so.

[soft gasp]

[Anna] I--

I've gotta go.

-Is something wrong?
-No!

Nothing. I have a headache.

Anna.

Next Saturday.
Same time?

That damn sheet
is here somewhere.

The first playoff's
in two weeks,

and then there are six
altogether.

When did you get that?

What? Oh, my new toy.

I bought it last week.

What do you
use it for?

Ah, well, filing tapes

and cataloguing scores
and grading...

Are you hooked into any of
the information services?

No, not yet, but I've
been thinking about it,

you know.

[groans]

"Reverie."

Where have I heard that before?

[music box playing "Reverie"]

Ohh. [panting]

["Reverie" continues]

[panting]

-[clatter, music stops]
-[sobbing]

[music box resumes
playing "Reverie"]

♪♪

[female voice] Anna?

Anna.

It's me, Anna.

I'm right here.

Right outside.

Clara.

-Anna, I'm right here.
-[voice 2] Anna, Anna...

It's me, Anna.

Clara.

[voices continue, indistinct]

[voices]
Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna...

[hinges creak]

[sustained
quavering tone plays]

[strange sounds continue]

Hello, Clara,
how are you?

Anna, I have
some bad news for you.

The Commandant has made
his selections for today.

-He's taken Mama?
-Yes, Anna.

From now on,
I'll look after you.

-[Anna crying]
-Now come with me.

I must play for
the Commandant.

Always after a selection,
I must play.

I wish I'd never
written that song,
you know?

[Anna] Please.

Clara, please,
don't play "Reverie."

-Please.
-Shh. Anna,
sit here, please.

Always "Reverie," Anna,
I must play "Reverie."

[loud footsteps]

[playing intro to "Reverie"]

[playing song's melody]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[Anna crying softly]

[Clara continues playing]

♪♪

["Reverie" on piano
playing in distance]

["Reverie" continues]

[violin joins piano]

[piano and violin continue]

[piano, violin duet continues]

Stop it!
Turn that thing off!

-[music stops]
-What's wrong with you?!

-Nothing.
-[music resumes]

-I don't like that song!
-Don't be ridiculous.

Knock it off, Anna.

Please?

Take it easy.
It's only a song,

and it's a very nice one
at that.

Michaela gave me the tape.
It's called--

I know what it's called.

Then why don't you
go downstairs,

and you won't have
to listen to it!

I'm afraid.

What's wrong, Anna?

I'm scared.

Pfft.

God, that's a first.

What are you scared of?

That woman.

She's trying to drive me
out of my mind!

-What woman?
-Michaela DuPont.

Michaela?
What did she do to you?

She-- Forget it,
she didn't do anything.

-That's what I thought.
-For one thing, she flashed
her earrings at me!

-She what?!
-She flashed
her earrings at me.

She gave me
a terrible headache.

You've finally flipped.
Anna,

you get headaches
all the time.

Why do you want to blame
this one on her?

Because she wanted me
to have one.

-I know she did.
-You're crazy.

Michaela's one of
the nicest people
that I ever met.

What do you want to say
something like that
about her for?

I can't explain it.

I just know she's trying
to do something to me.

I don't know what it is,
and I'm scared.

Knock it off.

If I have to go to her house
next Saturday,

will you go with me?

I have orchestra rehearsal
on Saturday. You know that.

Please?

I'll tell ya what.

As soon as orchestra rehearsal
is over,

I'll head on over there.

You ought to be
through by then.

You can't come any earlier?

No! Now get out of here
and stop bugging me.

I'll tell her you're coming.

That should help
in case she's planning anything.

[sighs]

[turns on tape of "Reverie"]

[telephone ringing]

[pop music playing on radio]

-[ringing]
-[click]

[Sarah] Hello,
Dr. Barrett, how are--

But she wasn't due to see you
for another two weeks.

Oh.

[sighs]
Yes, I see.

Yes.

Yes, we'll be there.

All right.

-Well, I'm here.
-You're late.

I had a doctor's
appointment.

Nothing serious, I hope.

Anna, I checked my collection
of music boxes last week,

and I noticed
one was missing.

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

No, I wouldn't. Was it
one of your favorites?

In a way, yes.

Uh, Rowan's coming by
after orchestra practice
to walk me home.

Is he. Well, then,
I'll have to get busy

if we're to get
anything done, won't I?

Do all your music boxes
play the same tune?

The same tune?
Of course not.

The one that's missing,
was it your favorite

because of the tune it played?

No, not really.

I don't even remember
what it did play.

An obscure little...piece.

Oh, I remember.
"Reverie."

The only thing I know
about the composer is that
she was a woman.

Do you know it?

Come now,
we're wasting the morning.

I want you to play
these exercises,

and I want you to keep
your wrists up.

Begin.

[playing octave scale]

Keep your wrists up.

Up. Up.

Up!

Up.

[finishes scale]

That was not good, Anna.

What was wrong with it?

That was not good at all.

You will keep your wrists up
and your back straight.

I will take no nonsense
from you. Now begin.

[playing scale]

Damn! You stuck me!

You'll watch your language
in my house,

and damnit,
you'll keep your wrists up.

Now begin again.

[playing scale]

Up.

Now begin again.

Up straight.

[orchestra tuning up
in distance]

I talked to your mother
this morning.

-You did?
-Mm-hm.

Did you know about
Dr. Barrett's call?

No.

It seems that Dr. Barrett
and his cohorts,

whoever they may be,

were a little concerned over
Anna's trip to Philadelphia.

How did they find out?

From Dr. Smithson, I suppose.

[takes deep breath]

Anyhow, they wanted
to give Anna a checkup...

or whatever it is they do.

Did Mom tell them
that we know?

Anna knows?

No.

She just told them
that Anna was curious

about the little girl
she saw on TV.

And they believed her?

She said...she's not sure.

[Paul]
Hey, Rowan. Guess what?

I just hooked my terminal
to the Albacore
information service.

What the hell,
it's only five bucks a month.

Sit up. Straight up.

Now begin.

[playing scale]

Again.

I can keep this up
as long as you can.

I wouldn't expect
any more or less of you, Anna.

Again.

[doorbell rings]

Must be Rowan.

That'll be all for today.

For the time being,
you'll practice nothing
but these,

one hour per day.

With that metronome
in that little head of yours,

you should enjoy exercises.

Come on, Rowan,
let's go.

[Michaela] Well.

Goodbye, Michaela.

[chuckles]
Goodbye, Rowan.

Oh, boy.

Is she still looking?

No, she's gone
back inside.

Rowan, I've got
to talk to you.

Me?
Why not Mom or Dad?

They-- Mom and Dad
wouldn't understand,

but I've just gotta
tell someone or I'll go crazy.

Maybe I have already.

Well, it is nice to hear you
call them Mom and Dad again.

Just feels weird
calling them anything else.

I guess they're
the only parents
I'll ever have.

Can we sit here
where she can't see us?

What do you care
if Michaela sees us?

I just do, that's all.

Look what she did to me.

Pencil marks.
The way you're acting,

-you'd think she drew blood.
-But she hurt me!

Lots of teachers work that way.
You won't die.

I knew you wouldn't understand.

Is that you wanted to tell me?
Because if it is, I've gotta go.

Wait a minute.

That's not it.

Then what is it?

Ya know that song
you were playing
the other night?

-The one on the tape?
-"Reverie"?

Yes.

Yeah, why?

[sighs] Well...

it's the same song as Anna--

It's the same song as on
the music box I just bought.

-Goodbye.
-Sit down, Roman!

I had another dream.

I was with a woman called Clara.

She told me that Mama
had been selected.

Selected?

She said I had to go with her--

that she would take care of me.

I didn't want to go...

because Clara always
had to play "Reverie."

She said she was sorry
she even wrote it!

It's okay, Anna, it's--
it's only a dream.

Clara took me into a room.

There was a piano.

The Commandant came in because..

because Clara always had to play
that song after a selection.

Commandant? What are you
talking about, Anna?

What kind of place was this?

Concentration camp.

[exhales]

Anna, I think you better
take a look at this.

So Anna Zimmerman's parents died
in a Nazi concentration camp.

And she survived.

Anna, I think it's time

to take that trip to
the library in Princeton.

But you've gotta give Michaela
back her music box first.

What are you
talking about?!

You know what
I'm talking about.

Michaela said something to me
about the missing box

in class the other day.

And then when you
mentioned a music box,

well, I just put
two and two together.

You're crazy!
I didn't take anything!

We can take that trip
to Princeton.

-You're not listening!
-Now.

This afternoon.

[sighs] I took it.
But I can't take it back.

-She'll think she misplaced it.
-You're gonna take it back.

And you're gonna
tell her the truth
and that you're sorry.

Ohh! You and that woman!

You're both
trying to torture me,
and I don't know why!

I just wanted to talk to you,
Rowan. Tell you how I felt.

Do you have any feelings,
Anna?

I don't know why
I ever thought I could tell you.

You can't talk to someone
who hates you.

[Anna crying]

I don't hate you, Anna.
I don't hate anyone.

-I just--
-Rowan!

I don't know who I am.

I don't even know
if there is any me.

[Rowan]
Here's something from Time.

"Noted physicist Anna Zimmerman
spent an uncomfortable night

"in the Oak Ridge, Tennessee,
jail last week,

"accused of shoplifting.

"Her attorney,
Melvin Russakow,

"released a statement saying
he would enter a plea

"of guilty with extenuating
circumstances,

"promising Miss Zimmerman
would seek psychiatric help.

"Russakow claims Zimmerman
developed her kleptomania

"as a result of four years

in a Nazi concentration camp
as a child."

[Anna]
"Anna Zimmerman,

"born Berlin 1931,

"died Washington, D.C., 1958.

"University of Berlin,

"honors in mathematics
and physics, 1951.

"Doctorate, MIT, 1953.

"Considered one of
the most brilliant physicists
of this century.

"At the age of 23,
she postulated

the controversial
Zimmerman Theory
of particle transfer."

I found something.

When the Allies liberated
the concentration camp,

Anna left with a woman
named Clara Muller.

I looked in the music section,

and Clara Muller composed
a song called "Reverie."

It's funny.

Everything anybody
ever wondered about me...

everything I ever
wondered about me...

it's all in here,

tied up in a neat
little package

called Anna Zimmerman.

I could have
been helped to change.

To stop stealing, lying.

But they didn't
want me to change.

Not even Mom.

I think you're changing.

You do? Do you really?

Yes.

Because I feel something.

I feel different.

I want to change.

And you can change--
if you want to.

Oh, Rowan,
don't talk in clichés.

[both chuckling]

There's just one thing.

What is it?

The lights.

The flashing lights.

Why do they give me
such pain?

-I think I know.
-Tell me.

Anna Zimmerman
died in a fire.

-[repeating piano scale]
-[metronome clicking]

[playing scale
in double-time]

[repeating scale in all octaves]

[stops]

[playing up-tempo exercise]

Capriccimo...

and then I want the flurry.

[piano playing baroque piece]

[piece ends]

Anna, feel the music.

[resumes playing]

Miss?

I'd like to buy this.

♪♪

[Paul] Hey, Rowan!

Read this! Read! Look!

-[Rowan laughing]
-I knew you could do it!

[violin playing
intricate solo piece]

[playing "Pathétique" sonata]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[piece ends]

[playing slow, emotive piece]

♪♪

♪♪

[piece ends]

Anna, you've changed.

[Rowan]
Anna, you've changed.

See? No more headaches.

You're happy, aren't you?

Yeah, I think I am...

for the first time
in my life.

I must be nuts.
I'm doing lousy work at school,

I can't add two and two anymore,
my parents have split up,

and I'm deliriously happy.

[laughs]

Can I tell ya a secret?

But you gotta promise
not to tell anybody just yet.

Shoot.

I'm competing for
a Bellamy music scholarship.

There are five playoffs,
and I've made every one
of the cuts so far.

-I know.
-You know?

-Who told--
-Dad.

Dad.

He wasn't
supposed to know.
How did he find out?

Rowan, you can't keep
something that important secret

in the music world.
Dad can read, ya know.

He said he was sure you'd
tell him you were ready.

What else did he say?

He said...

he said if he'd learned
one thing from my problem,

it's that a child
had to be allowed
to live their own life

to become what
they want it to be.

The final playoff
is on Saturday,

and if I win, I'll be going
to Japan for a year!

I'll miss you.

Well, I'll miss you too.

I hope I'm still here
when you come back.

What are you talking about?

Oh, I don't know.

I just have this feeling
something terrible
is going to happen.

-Well, that's just--
-No.

No, just listen to me
for a minute.

My grades have really fallen off
in math and science.

I don't seem to have
the interest anymore.

I went to see my counselor
about changing my curriculum.

She's new, and...

well, she asked me
who Dr. Jelliff was.

Dr. Jelliff?
Well, who is he?

I don't know.

But in my folder,

there was a note that said
any changes in my curriculum

had to be reported
to Dr. Jelliff.

So what did you do?

I told her I changed my mind.

I didn't want to make
any changes.

She said that if my grades
didn't come up,

I'd have to leave
the special school.

So why didn't you change?

Don't you see?

Dr. Jelliff's one of them--

my creators.

If they think
I'm no use to them,

there's no telling
what they might do.

I think you're being
a little bit dramatic.

Now, what did
your counselor say?

Is she gonna tell Jelliff?

I don't know.

I promised her I'd work harder.

And I told her I had a boyfriend
that was giving me a hard time.

Listen...I haven't
won the contest yet.

But if I do,
I have a feeling

you'll be here
when I come back.

We'll come back
to this spot.

-Let's name it.
-Name it?

Yes. Doesn't it look like
a spot where pirates would land

and bury their ill-gotten gain?

Considering this is
a freshwater lake,
I would say no.

Be quiet. I'm thinking.

Smuggler's Cove.

That's it.
This is Smuggler's Cove.

Yeah. And when
we're very, very old

and we've got grandchildren
all around our feet,

I'll say, "Anna,
remember the time we had
at Smuggler's Cove?"

And no one will know
what we're talking about.

And we'll never
tell them.

It'll be our spot,

just yours and mine,

as long as we live.

For as long as we live.

This is Barrett. Put me through
to Dr. Jelliff right away.

Dr. Jelliff.
Barrett here.

I'm afraid
it's starting to happen.

What do you mean
something's gone wrong?

I don't know.

Dr. Barrett was worried. He--

He said the test--

No...

it's not cancer.

I don't think so.

He--

[sniffles]

Dr. Barrett said

that it was very serious.

He said she'll get
the best care there.

On Albacore Island?

It's the best
research center we have.

Oh, God, Rowan,
I love her so much.

[voice shaking] Mom...

I called your father.
He's gonna drive us there.

[car approaches]

[car door opens, closes]

[Anna] Mom, this is silly.

I'm telling you,
I've never felt better.

It's only for a few days,
honey, a week at the most.

And it's for your own good,
remember.

I don't know, Sarah,
she looks in the pink to me.

Miss Hart?
I'm Nurse Callen.

I'm here to take you
to your supervisor,
Nurse Grap.

-We'll take you to your room.
-No visitors allowed
past the gate.

Only staff and patients.

Well, that's a ridiculous rule.

Graham, we'll say
our goodbyes here.

Goodbye, darling.

Bye, sweetheart.

[Nurse Grap]
You will arise at 6 a.m.
and begin your day.

Breakfast first, then tests.

You will have 30 minutes
in the morning

and 30 minutes
in the evening
for exercise,

and 30 minutes each
for three meals,

which will be
delivered by me
in your room.

Linen: there's no
housekeeping service

in the research department,
so you will strip your bed

and put the linen and towels
in the container

in your room every morning.

And when you return at noon,

you will find fresh
sheets and towels.

You will make your own bed...

and make it tight.

Now, you may receive mail,

but only after I have read it.

Outgoing mail
must not be sealed.

Hand your letters to me,
and I will seal and post them.

Oh! And the phone there

is for incoming calls only.

Don't expect to get any.

Ha ha ha. Any questions?

Yes. Miss Grap,
you didn't say

what time I'd be allowed
to go to the toilet.

Don't get fresh with me,
Anna Hart.

I'm a lot tougher...
than I look.

[keys jingling]

[machinery whirring]

-You ready for next Saturday?
-Well, I continue to work,

but I'm about as ready
as I'm gonna be.

Well, you've got a
better-than-good shot at it,

-believe me.
-Thanks, Paul.

Hey.

-Did you hear the news?
-What news?

You had a class with
Michaela DuPont, didn't you?

-Yes, why?
-She left.

She left?

Yes.

When? Why?

Some family emergency,
I think.

She left yesterday.

I'll be back in 30 minutes.

[metallic clicking]

[clicking stops]

[girl]
Yes, who is it?

Is it...

is this Anna Smithson?

Yes.

From Philadelphia?

Yes. Who is it?

[cart rattling]

[keys jingling]

Do you have
that case file I need?

Oh. I think
it's on the other side.

Yes.

Yes, here it is.

-Thank you.
-Okay.

Well...
here's to our son.

We've always been
very proud of you, Rowan,

and whatever happens tomorrow,

we're with you

and we love you.

Speech! Speech!
[laughs]

I'd just like to say
I'll do the best I can.

Thank you.

And I'd like to make a toast...
to Anna.

May she be well,
and come home...

because we all
love her...very much.

-[Graham]
I'll drink to that, son.
-[glasses clink]

-Anna.
-To Anna.

I don't know why
you make me ride this thing.

I can walk.

[door knob rattling]

[huffs]

You didn't eat
anything!

I fell asleep.
I'm sorry.

[clucks]
That's your tough luck.
Ha ha ha!

[bird singing]

Rowan, will you get
your dirty shoe
off that bed?

[laughing] Hi, Mom.

Are you and Dad
about ready to leave?

Yeah, we're going downtown
for a few hours,

but we'll be there,
don't you worry.

Listen, did you talk
to Dr. Barrett this morning?

No, and I called
several times, too.

Hmm. He does half-days
on Saturday, doesn't he?

Yes! He's always there
Saturday mornings.

And what worries me is
when I called, his girl said

that he'd gone
to Albacore Island.

[birds chirping]

Oh! Why, Dr. Barrett.

I'm so surprised
to see you here so early
Saturday morning.

I've been here all night.

We just completed
the Anna Zimmerman reports.

I think you can guess
the results.

Oh, yes.

What does Dr. Jelliff
plan to do about it?

-Why, get rid of them,
of course.
-When?

Tomorrow.

Well, I have to
get on with this.

Have a good day.

Uh, yes, this is Dr. Jelliff,
and, uh... [clears throat]

I'm on the mainland right now
and I'd like to speak

to that Hart girl, Anna Hart,

and I don't have
her room number.

Could you connect me
with her room, please?

Ah, yes, the research section,
of course.

[laughs] Of course.

One seventeen?

Thank you.

[telephone rings]

[rings]

[rings]

[rings]

Hello?

Yes, this is Anna Hart.

Rowan, is it really you?

Oh, Rowan, I'm so scared!

I don't know what they're
gonna do to us tomorrow!

They're all here, all the Annas.

They're all here!

Hello? Rowan?

Rowan?!

Oh, hi, Rowan!
Everything okay?

What the hell
you talking about,
are you crazy?

No, it can't be postponed.
What a dumb question.

You're not the only
contestant, you know.

[motorcycle approaching]

[insects chirring]

[key turns in lock]

Good evening, Miss Grap.

Hmph.

Good night, Miss Grap.

[Rowan, whispering]
Anna. Anna. Open up.

-[knocking]
-It's me.

-Anna.
-[knocks]

Hi.

Get in here!

You swam.

[chuckles]

Like a fish. [laughing]

-How ya feelin'?
-I'm feelin' fine.
I've never felt better.

Now, what's all this stuff
about something happening
tomorrow?

Crawl.

-[scoffs] What?
-Crawl!

All the other Annas are here.

At least I think they are.
I saw five of them.

-They see you?
-No.

I snuck out of here
the other night.

I saw them on
the nurses' TV monitor.

I think you're probably
the only girl who has any idea

of what's going on here.

That's what I think, too.

Now, what about tomorrow?

They're going to
do away with us.

Oh, my God. Anna,
what makes you say
a thing like that?

-Come on.
You're imagination's--
-I'm telling you, Rowan.

I heard Nurse Grap
and Dr. Barrett talking
right outside my door.

They said...

Jelliff had no choice
but to get rid of us.

That doesn't have to mean
what you think it means.

I mean...

they may be sending you home.

If you'd been here
as long as I have,
taking all those tests,

you'd know what it meant.

Every time
a doctor examined me,

every time one looked
at my test results,

I knew what he was thinking.

I could see it
in his eyes.

The experiment
is going terribly wrong,

and they don't know
what to do about it.

Oh, Rowan,
let's get away from here!

Okay, let's. I'm already
in a lot of trouble,

and if you're wrong,
it can't be any worse.

And if you're right,
I get to be the hero.

Funny...you don't
look like a hero.

[laughs] Couldn't find
a phone booth to change in.

-[cart rattling]
-Quick! Under the bed.

We can't leave until Grap's
picked up my food tray.

Here. Take some with you.

You shouldn't
stuff your mouth like that.

Ohh!

She's gone.

Get your stuff.

Let's get out of here.

[door knob rattling]

[sighs]

Might as well
turn off the lights
and go to sleep.

We're here till breakfast.

-Oh, my God!
-What?!

-What's wrong?
-It's Saturday.

You gave me a heart attack
to tell me it's Saturday?

The playoffs.
You missed the playoffs!

Yeah, yeah,
I think it's Sunday.

[sternly]
What about the playoffs?

I got a postponement.

Oh.

I don't think you did.

Did what?

I don't think you got
a postponement.

I didn't.

Rowan.

What?

Do you want me
to rub your back?

No.

[birds chirping in distance]

[birds singing]

-[blinds clatter]
-Get up, you two!

You're going to see Dr. Jelliff.

[chuckles]

Now wait right here.

Dr. Jelliff will be
with you in a moment.

[man] I'm out here, children.

There's a cookie jar
on my desk.

Come on.

[Rowan] Dr. Jelliff?

I think you should know
that before I came here,

I left a letter
with someone I trust,

and if Anna and I aren't back
by this afternoon,

that letter will be given
to all the newspapers.

You don't want a cookie?

I don't think you'd like that,
Dr. Jelliff.

I presume you're
going to tell me
what is in that letter?

Everything.

Everything that we know
about your cloning experiment,

including your name
and the name of this island.

-So I think
you better let us go.
-I see.

You had no right
to make us, anyhow.

This whole experiment is...
is monstrous.

And everyone involved
is a monster!

And what's more, because
the experiment has failed,

you're planning to be murderers!

If you're both quite through,

and if you'll keep quiet
and listen for a few minutes,

I'll tell you what
is going to happen to you.

Come out here.

It was most unfortunate, Anna,

that you had to learn
about yourself as you did.

As things worked out...

you might have been spared
ever knowing.

What do you mean?

I mean by that,
you are quite right--
the experiment failed.

You don't have to worry
any longer about becoming

a duplicate Anna Zimmerman...
it is not going to happen.

Then what is happening to me?

Am I sick?

At first we thought so,

that's why we took these tests.

We have been very thorough,
as you know,

and found nothing
physically wrong with you.

The consensus is that
you are individualizing.

I mean by that, you are--
you are forming into...

a distinct individual.

We have no explanation
of why this is happening,

but there it is.

[inhales]

Is that true of all of us?

Unfortunately for us, yes.

I must say that for some reason,

you seem to be a little more
advanced than the others.

If we had come up with
even one Anna Zimmerman,

that meant--oh, it would
have meant tremendous success,

but...

that is not the case.

In a funny kind of way...

I'm sorry it didn't
work out for you.

But not too sorry.

Do you know what I mean?

Yes, dear, I do.
Thank you.

And now, our plans
for you, Anna.

You'll keep your same last name,

but you must legally change
your first name.

Concoct any excuse you can
for your friends,

but you must do this
immediately.

Second, you will change schools.

With your grades failing,

you'll find this
a perfect reason.

And third,

I want you both to promise

that you will not
utter even a word

to anyone outside your family.

I promise.

So do I.

I've already explained
all about this

to your mother
and father, Rowan.

They plan to meet you when
you arrive on the mainland.

Of course, they understand

what's happening to Anna now.

Have you thought of
what your new name's
gonna be?

-I have.
-What is it?

Eve.

Oh! Rowan, Rowan,
are you all right?

-Anna. You look wonderful!
-Mama, I'm not Anna anymore.

I know, darling.

Dr. Jelliff told me
about changing your name.

That's not what I mean.

I mean I'm not
Anna Zimmerman anymore,

and I never will be.

I'm not sure who I am--

but I'm gonna try
to find out.

Well, let's try
to find out together,
shall we?

Daddy...

I'm home.

I know, baby.

So am I.

[Rowan] Hey, Mom.

Why don't we let Anna
and Dad take the car

and you and I
take the bike?

-What?!
-Come on, it'll be fun.

Just the two of us.

Go get the bike. I'd love it.
[laughing]

[woman crying]

[crying continues]

[crying continues]

Touching scene.

I wish them happiness
for as long as they live.

Which is just about 24 hours.

[sobbing]

Oh, dear, I'm sorry
I was so crude.

I should have realized that
after spending all that time

with the Harts
and the other Annas,

you would have
some feeling for them.

But I don't understand
why it's necessary.

They're just babies.
And the Harts--why, Henry?

Albacore's been trying to get
that replicator for 25 years.

We can't take a chance
that one of those girls

going through Lord knows what
kinds of personality changes
will give us away.

But Anna Hart's the only one
who knows she's a clone.

That's true.

But there are five sets of
parents who know the truth.

Those girls are, shall we say,

prima facie evidence.

So...I'm afraid
it's necessary.

We'll have to take care
of the four remaining girls...

here, tomorrow.

The Harts and the other parents

will all meet with, uh...

unfortunate accidents
sometime in the next 24 hours.

Four girls?

I thought there were five
still here.

Quite right.

It's the fifth clone
that makes it necessary

to do away with
all the others.

You see, she--

She didn't change.

She's becoming Anna Zimmerman.

Can you tell which girl
did not change?

Anna Jessup?

That's right.

The one clone
you didn't have time to visit

when we sent you out last year.

Odd, don't you think?

I mean, it was your job

to help them become Zimmerman,

and the only clone
that is becoming Zimmerman

is the one
you did not visit.

You were working against us,
Michaela. Why?

[sighs] Number one, because
what you're doing is inhuman.

And number two, because
Albacore's only reason

for wanting that replicator
is power and profit.

And number three,
because you murdered my parents

when they refused to tell you
where I was hidden.

My God, you're Anna Parkhurst.

That's right, Henry.

Your first clone.

Twenty-five years old

and filled with hate for you
and all you stand for.

You know what this means,
Michaela.

I imagine you're thinking
of killing me.

But you won't,

because I'm going to
give you your replicator.

Are you trying to say
you can build one?

Almost.

It'll take a little time.

But you won't have to wait

for your Zimmerman clone
to grow up.

I have a condition, Henry.

Of course. We won't harm
a hair of any of the clones

or their families.

But we will want you
to live on Albacore Island

until your work is finished.

If I trusted you, Henry,
it would be that simple,

but I don't.

You have to trust me.

I want to walk out of here
this afternoon

with all five of the Annas,

and when they're home safely,

I'll go to a laboratory
of my choice.

I'll prepare a report
on this whole affair,

I'll send you a copy,

and I'll leave another copy...

somewhere,

with instructions
for it to be opened

if anything happens to me.

You'll have the plans
for your replicator

in three weeks.

You've given me quite a choice.

I'll have to think about it.

["Reverie" playing]

[Clara singing
"Reverie" in German]

[song ends]