Utopia (2024) Movie Script
1
(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)
NARRATOR:
Since the beginning of time,
women have motivated men
to aspire to greatness.
Countries were conquered
for women.
Empires lost because of women.
Men would do anything
for a woman.
If only men could have
the perfect woman.
Welcome to Utopia.
(MUSIC FADES)
NATALIE:
Welcome to our room and sit.
You're my emperor.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
-Hey! I was drinking that.
-Enough wine.
Time for some fun
and games, Caesar.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yes.
-(CAESAR SMOOCHES)
-NATALIE: Lay down.
(BOTH SMOOCH)
On your knees for me.
You're very handsome.
Now close your eyes.
You're amazing, you know that?
I'd heard about it,
I always wanted to come, but...
I had no idea
how extraordinary it is.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello? You still there?
(GROANS, CHOKES)
(CHOKES, GAGS)
(SIREN WAILING, BUZZING)
AGENT: Sir, we've got
a serious problem over here.
(MONITOR BEEPING)
(SIREN WAILING)
ZENNER:
Remove Natalie from the set.
and secure the scene.
(SIREN WAILING CONTINUOUSLY)
Jesus Christ!
Mr. Zenner, it looks like
one of your puppets
has gone off the rails.
Does anyone else know?
-Negative. It's contained.
-ZENNER: Good.
-Keep it that way.
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-Oh, Karl!
-What the hell happened just now?
-ZENNER: Karl, Karl,
-there's nothing to worry about.
-Nothing to worry about?
Look, technically
we're still in the R&D stage.
Things like these
are bound to happen.
I have invested
a fucking fortune in this.
You can't have the girls
killing the clients!
Everyone signs a disclaimer
that playing here
could be hazardous
to their health.
It's not good for business.
Even if we're building
our operation
in some third-world,
Neo-Soviet bloc country,
you can't just make
fucking bodies disappear!
You saw how well it worked.
Sex sells.
Aside from a minor hiccup,
she was perfect.
-You bugger!
-(CHUCKLES) Please.
(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(BELL TOLLING)
Testing, testing.
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing...
Rupert, you there?
I got you.
DAMON:
All right, what do we got?
RUPERT: It'll scramble
our communications.
help trace
local data frequencies.
We'll be with you all the way.
Didn't Drake's wife
take the house?
Jesus Christ, Rupert.
That's not cheap.
RUPERT:
Well, what are friends for?
You really think she's there?
I've just had
the most revealing conversation
with a young man
who calls himself,
get this, a recruiter.
Now, if they can't convince
the girls to go,
this guy says they're going
to use any means necessary.
God, I hope you're wrong.
Yeah, me too.
I'll find her.
No matter what it takes.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-I know you will.
DAMON: Maybe I shouldn't
have taken that assignment.
She told me
she wasn't going to be here
when I got back.
You know what? (SIGHS)
Maybe she just needs more time.
Look, I don't blame her
for wanting to get away from me.
But her friends, her family?
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Haven't heard from her in weeks.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
This is the place.
We know she came here.
Excuse me,
sorry for interrupting.
You Andrei?
-ANDREI: Yeah.
-We spoke on the phone.
-Yeah.
-You want to go inside and talk?
-Let's go.
-All right. After you, buddy.
Thanks.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(DOOR OPENS)
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
-(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
(ANDREI GRUNTS, GROANS)
(GROANS)
-Tell me where she is.
-I don't know anything!
(GROANS)
DAMON: You're going to tell me
where she is!
(ANDREI CHOKES)
I don't know!
They just ask
for girls sometimes.
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(GROANS, SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
(YELLS)
-Now where the fuck is she?
-I don't know!
(SCREAMS)
-(SCREAM CONTINUOUS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SOFT SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
You're so beautiful.
I love it.
What is this?
Shit.
-Were you going to tell me?
-(DAMON SIGHS)
-Of course I was.
-When?
-Just... (EXHALES)
-After getting deployed?
Look,
I haven't signed anything yet.
I thought
you not getting deployed
from months on end
and getting your ass shot off
was part of the deal.
-Alexis--
-No, I'm done seeing you
stitched together
in some military hospital!
Hey, come on.
Are you going to do it?
Yeah. (EXHALES)
Well, I won't be here
when you get back.
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
RUPERT:
The place is called Utopia.
So I created you a digital ID,
a website,
a social media history,
and an investor's down payment,
Mr. Thomas Wyeth.
It's a gentleman's name
so behave like a gentleman.
I appreciate
what you're doing, Rupert.
-RUPERT: You'd do the same for me.
-Yeah, but I don't know
if your former colleagues
over at MI6 would approve.
You're probably
putting your life on the line.
RUPERT: Well,
if I had known that,
I wouldn't have signed up,
would I?
But seriously,
you're the only Yank operative
who has ever put his ass
on the line for me, so...
-I've got your back.
-DAMON: All right. (SIGHS)
Let's go dark until I'm inside.
(BRAKES SQUEAL)
-DRONE: State your name.
-Thomas Wyeth.
DRONE: Please, stand by
while we check your credentials.
Thank you, Mr. Wyeth.
You may now proceed.
-Thank you.
-(GATE CREAKS)
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
VALET: Welcome to Utopia, sir.
Enjoy your stay.
AUSTIN: Hello, little lady.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(DEVICE WIRRING)
WOMAN:
Welcome to Utopia, Mr. Johnson.
Welcome to Utopia, Mr. Spar.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
WOMAN: Mr. Wyeth!
Welcome to Utopia.
Thank you.
(ZENNER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER SPEAKERS)
ZENNER: Select who you want
to be and where
and the rest is magic.
I'm Jeremy Zenner,
and welcome to Utopia.
You're among
the very first chosen
to take part
in this revolutionary experience
on our 2,000 acre sanctuary
in the Republic of Astovia.
Ancient Rome,
the Medieval era,
France during
the Second World War
and even the roaring 20's.
Hi.
ZENNER: Select who you want
to be and where...
A preview.
ZENNER:
...and the rest is magic.
-I'm Jeremy Zenner...
-Great.
ZENNER:
...and welcome to Utopia.
You're among
the very first chosen
to take part
in this revolutionary experience
on our 2,000 acre sanctuary
in the Republic of Astovia.
(MUSIC FADES)
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Are there many gentlemen
out there?
Oh, yes.
I wasn't informed
of how I'm supposed
to feel about that.
We're excited, Adelaide!
Yes, excited!
Of course! That's right.
I am excited!
Just be yourself, Adelaide.
Everybody loves you
just the way you are.
And if they don't,
we'll certainly make
them regret it.
(ALL LAUGH)
BECKER: Come, come, ladies.
Mr. Zenner is going to decide
what time period you'll be in.
Let's go, let's go!
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
ZENNER: Here they are.
-Are they stupendous?
-Bloody hell!
Would you like the honor
of placing our ladies?
I would.
Please.
-Rome.
-Mm.
That's a great start.
Egypt!
Ancient Pyramids? I love it!
-France, World War II.
-ZENNER: Oh!
Excellent choice.
And her?
Wild West.
(CHUCKLES)
You know,
you are very good at this.
ALEXIS: Hello.
How are you today?
Isn't this exciting?
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello.
What's your name?
Alexis.
Yours?
Karl.
Hello, Karl.
Nice to meet you, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(WOMEN CHEERING)
AUSTIN:
Si la belleza fuera un crimen,
yo te hubiera sentenciado
a cadena perpetua. (KISSES)
It's my pleasure to meet you,
gentlemen.
I hope you're looking forward
to a wonderful evening.
The work Jeremy has done
with the dorsal lateral
prefrontal cortex, I mean...
Well, it's nothing
short of brilliant.
Hey, four-eyes!
English only, please.
-That was English.
-Edmund, naughty boy!
Don't speak about a lady
in the third person.
-Ooh.
-Might make someone think
you don't like her.
And I could take it personally
-and grow awfully cross with you.
-No. Oh, I wouldn't want that.
Uh, sorry, I just got here
from Berlin, yeah?
And I wouldn't mind
if you get a little crossed
with me.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-All right, enough from you.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-BECKER: Can I help you, sir?
-Yeah, I received an invitation.
Thomas Wyeth.
Since you've already checked in,
Mr. Wyeth... (INHALES)
...feel free to fully browse
our collection.
-They all seem so--
-Perfect?
Well, that's what
we pride ourselves on,
female perfection.
Your file says
you've lost a loved one.
(INHALES)
Yes, my wife. She, uh...
She passed away recently. Awful.
-I'm so sorry to hear that.
-DAMON: Thank you.
Oh, yeah,
I'd love to find someone here
that reminds me of her.
Well, we can customize
your experience.
Perhaps find someone
who resembles your spouse.
Our ladies are quite creative.
With an audio sample,
one might even sound like her.
Huh.
I don't even know
where to begin! (LAUGHS)
Almost every element
can be adjusted or tweaked
to your specified requirements.
Tweaked?
These girls...
-(LAUGHS)
-WOMAN: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Where are they all from?
Oh, we receive applications
from all over the world.
But only take those
who we consider
to be the best of the best.
(INHALES) They're trained here
by the finest teachers
money can buy
and then enhanced
with our proprietary software.
-Software? (CHUCKLES)
-(CHUCKLE)
Think of it as a little
augmentation chip
implanted in the brain,
subtle and harmless.
It helps them achieve
what we consider perfection.
Wow! (CHUCKLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(ALEXIS LAUGHS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Just let us know
if there's one lady
in particular
you wish to meet.
Yeah, thanks.
(SIGHS)
I love you. (BREATHES DEEPLY)
It's okay, you don't have to say
anything back
-I just do.
-I told you, my family's not...
super emotional. Whatever.
I think actions speak
louder than words, huh?
-You get me. Mm-hmm.
-I get you.
Gonna get you to say it, too,
one of these days.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Your boss
sure puts on a show.
Anything to get them
investment dollars, am I right?
It's not that
a trust fund baby like you
would care about that, Adolph!
Mm, yeah. Donald, right?
You know, my name is Michael.
And does me having money
makes you feel uncomfortable?
-Not really.
-Looks like as though you are from family money.
ALEXIS: Boys, boys. (CHUCKLES)
You sure do know
how to make a girl feel popular.
So much testosterone!
I hope that's not
an empty promise.
Not for you.
It looks like we have
a new mysterious stranger
in our midst.
I'm sorry, have we met before?
I'm certain I'd remember.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
You know, I think, uh, she'd say
if she recognized you, friend.
Why don't you do us a favor
and take a hint?
Michael,
now don't be so boorish.
Here at Utopia,
we're a port in the storm.
It's our mission
to bring the best out in men,
so that you can reach
your full potential.
Okay. Good luck with this one
reaching his full potential.
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
-Gentlemen, thank you.
(CROWD CHEERS)
ZENNER: Thank you very much.
Thank you, gentlemen.
You're about to experience
what very few
could even imagine.
Feel free to explore and mingle
among some
of the most beautiful,
dynamic women in the world.
Now remember,
during your time here,
you cannot have access
to the outside.
Computers and phones
will be blocked.
As ridiculous as it seems,
what we're doing here
is still considered...
-(INHALES) ...controversial.
-(CROWD LAUGHS)
But it will earn us accolades
the world over
because of one reason.
We provide happiness.
(CROWD CHEERS)
Thank you, enjoy.
-Thank you. (CHUCKLES)
-(CROWD CHEERS)
-How are you?
-Pleasure.
Nice to meet you.
Ah!
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
Good evening, Natalie.
Are you feeling happy?
-Oui, Miss Becker. Very happy.
-BECKER: Wonderful.
And don't you think
it's time to mingle?
Mm-hmm, time to mingle.
This place is extraordinary.
(HESITATES) I meant,
you're extraordinary.
(LAUGHS) Well,
aren't you a sweetheart?
I mean,
what he's accomplished here
is brilliant.
In fact, how do you feel?
Like any other girl, I suppose.
-Right.
-We can show you.
-Well, no...
-(BOTH LAUGH)
I... I don't think
that's entirely necessary
right now, okay?
Gentlemen, pardon me,
but the beautiful Alexis and me,
well, we've got
a prior engagement.
I'm so happy
to see you again, Karl.
What took you so long?
(INHALES)
The devil's work is never done.
(INHALES)
And I'll tell you what,
the first Angel investor
gets all the perks.
I'll have to remember that.
Well, there's plenty of room
on the board, Mr. Spar.
Unless you think
you can't afford it.
She's not the only woman
in here.
-What? Oh.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
No, it's just that, uh...
But unfortunately for you,
Mr. Tubin gets
certain privileges.
Perhaps we can provide you
with a little distraction
this evening.
Ah, no thank you,
sweetheart, but...
I don't think
I'll be very good company.
Mr. Wyeth,
we know that you're grieving.
But you did come here
for a reason.
(CHUCKLES)
Natalie, or Frenchie
as I like to call her,
we play really well together.
Why don't you choose an outfit
and we'll give you a tour
of the grounds?
After you.
ANNOUNCER: Gentlemen,
please move
to the wardrobe department
to pick your appropriate attire
for the era.
Enjoy your time at Utopia.
Everybody will be here shortly.
-I'll look after Rome.
-I'll look after World War II.
(MUSIC FADES)
We believe that
the clothing makes the man.
Alternatively,
the lack of clothing
accentuates the woman.
Now, would you prefer
to be an officer or a soldier?
Uh, neither, thank you.
I'll stick
with an American theme.
Yes, sir. Coming right up.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Most men find they enjoy
the power of becoming Caesar.
I understand men being drawn
to the various images
that they don't possess
themselves, but...
Well, it might just be
a tad superfluous for me.
I'll take that! Roar!
(LAUGHS) When in Rome, right?
BRAUN:
At least that we agree on.
Uh, is it my imagination
or does it seem like
you're not interested
in the girls?
-Oh...
-No, that...
-that's not entirely true.
-Mm-hmm.
So what?
You're here for pleasure?
Yeah. As much as
I can get, yeah.
Second thing
we can agree on, Klaus.
-(CHUCKLES)
-It's Michael.
Whatever.
Well, I'm here for business.
You know, I see a future
for Mr. Zenner's technology
beyond just a garish cat-house
and juvenile fantasy playground.
-Mm.
-Garish cat-house?
-Boy, you need to get out more--
-I get out.
-AUSTIN: Okay.
-Where did you get your money from?
Oh. Well,
I devised the first app
that was able to analyze
the crypto currency
and bitcoin marketplace
when it started at 11 cents
-and then went up to $59,000.
-Hm.
Sounds complicated.
I like simple.
-I like this.
-Follow me please.
NATALIE: You're about to enter
the World War II set.
There'll be explosions
and war sounds.
-Don't be afraid and enjoy.
-Thank you, honey.
(SIREN WAILING)
(GUNSHOTS, EXPLOSIONS)
Find anything?
Not yet.
The system's good,
it's very good.
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
Tell me it's not foolproof,
Rupert.
I wanna know what these guys
are doing to those girls.
Well, no promises.
Well, if anyone can break it,
you can.
(TRUCK HORN BEEPS)
You know what? (SIGHS)
Sixteen years hacking for MI5...
What can I say?
It's been a life of luxury.
Oh, and you know
those rooms you're in,
they're probably being recorded.
How's your cover holding up?
Yeah, so far so good.
-I saw her up close.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
She's different, I don't know.
I don't know what she's doing
dressed like an escort.
She'd never do that.
DAMON: Yeah,
but that's the thing.
She didn't recognize me.
Maybe she's being controlled,
I don't know.
They spoke about an enhancer
for the brain.
-What, like a behavior modification?
-DAMON: Yeah.
I was there when the military
rolled that out the first time.
That tech
basically doesn't work.
You sure it wasn't someone
who looked like her?
I'm telling you it was Alexis,
all right?
Just trust me,
just without her memories.
-NATALIE: You look great!
-(CHUCKLES) Whatever you say.
Yes, a hero.
You are appropriate for the era.
But be careful,
the Germans are occupying France
during World War II.
Oh. Where do I sign up
for the resistance?
-"Viva La France."
-(LAUGHS)
Tell me, that accent.
Is it real?
-C'est certainement.
-So where were you born? Paris?
(DISTANT GUNFIRE)
I don't remember.
(DISTANT EXPLOSION)
-There's something here I'd like to show you.
-Hm.
(WOMAN SHOUTING)
-(MILD TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
-Hello.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(MAN WHISTLES)
-Would you like a drink?
-I'm good.
What do you think?
I think it's, uh...
beautiful.
Perhaps you'd prefer
Ancient Rome
or the Medieval era?
-No.
-JOAN: Well, well, well.
How brave,
an American in Paris!
Well, I might've had a little
practice wearing a uniform.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-(CHUCKLES)
-(MAN LAUGHING)
DAMON: Hey.
What is it about
these fucking Nazis?
Inadequate, small men
are always drawn to fascism.
It's how they overcompensate
for their shortcomings.
Frenchie means "small dicks."
MAN: Yeah!
(CHUCKLES)
-You were fantastic.
-Look who it is!
The tall, handsome stranger.
Why don't you give
these girls a break
and I'll show you around?
(CHUCKLES) Come on, Frenchie.
You have to tell me
everything about yourself.
I want all the details.
-I was just gonna start--
-I want the girl.
-Excuse me?
-I don't think you heard me, man.
Give me the girl!
-(GROANS, CHOKES)
-Just--
I just wanted to get... (LAUGHS)
...a historically
accurate experience.
Come on, I don't think
you're supposed to do that.
-There are guards here!
-Is that right? How many?
I've never counted.
Come on.
-(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
-Wait, wait, wait.
-I can assure you the gunfire at least is not real.
-Yeah, I know.
The real thing sounds
a lot different.
I'm not sure how anyone
would find that entertaining.
It makes everything
more realistic, exciting.
-Don't you think?
-(CHUCKLES, GASPS) Alexis!
-Karl.
-Where have you been, girl?
I've been looking all day
for you.
(LAUGHS)
Where are you taking me?
Where are we going?
-American?
-NATALIE: Sorry, boys!
He's not American.
He's about to go onstage
and perform. He's French.
DAMON: Oui.
Get him on stage then.
Before we lock him up.
They might not be real Nazis,
but they're real security.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Tell me how much you love me.
Do I?
Yeah, you're infatuated with me.
That goes without question.
Well, say it.
-I'm infatuated with you.
-Ha! I knew it!
And tonight,
you're going to prove it.
I need to freshen up.
I'll meet you this evening
at the party.
Of course you will.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Are you coming?
What?
Yes, of course.
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Welcome back, ladies.
(MUSIC FADES)
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Are you okay, babe?
I don't know.
I feel like I'm in a dream,
like I'm going to wake up
at any moment, but--
But you can't!
It's like looking at yourself
in the mirror.
And both you
and your reflection are trapped.
Frozen...
forever staring at the other.
And the part that really...
bothers me is
I can't tell
if this is a dream or...
reality.
Don't forget,
what we do is important.
Important?
Yeah, important!
You're important.
Of course I am.
Of course it is.
Are you ready?
You still have a big evening
ahead of you.
Yes, Miss Becker.
Don't forget your training,
Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
I'm off to ancient Rome again.
And you?
-Traditional Japan.
-(CHUCKLES) Men love it.
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
Sir,, I think you'll enjoy
our great Roman Villa party.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
ALL: We are so lucky
to do what we do.
We're perfect
because we exist to please.
-We're the perfect girlfriend.
-BOTH: Mistress.
-WOMAN 1: Entertainer.
-JOAN AND ALEXIS: Lover.
We can drink anyone
under a table.
A princess, when they want it.
A whore, when they need it.
-We can cook.
-Sing.
-Dance.
-Show. Entertain.
-Chauffeur. Teach.
-Be a mother.
-Be a sister.
-Be a daughter.
ALL: And most of all,
make them happy.
(MUSIC FADES)
(LOCK BEEPS)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
-Oh.
-It seems as though I've ended up in the wrong room.
Or should I say...
the right room?
Come here.
(SIGHS)
I'm sorry, I... (HESITATES)
I'm just going to get that coat.
-Do you not find us desirable?
-No, I...
Really, I... I do.
It's... it's just too,
um, my wife's passing.
So how long have you been here
in this Utopia?
I couldn't really say, handsome.
You can't remember.
Remember...
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
I think I've been here
since the beginning.
Have all the ladies been here
that long
or have some arrived
more recently?
Uh, you know, say,
last couple months?
The other girls?
Why would anybody
choose to do this?
It's fucking insane.
-Choose?
-Yeah, choose.
Would you like us
to spend the night with you?
-No.
-NATALIE: We can help you relax.
Well, bless your heart.
There are others waiting.
Goodbye, honey.
Au revoir, mon cherie.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOOR SHUTS)
DAMON: I need to talk to you
about something.
-I need your help.
-Tell me what I can do.
I need you to help me find
one of the girls.
She's really dear to me.
Meet me at the
World War II set tomorrow.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Did you know
that I'm from Paris?
Where are you from?
ALEXIS: Where?
I'm from...
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-I'm from--
-Who cares?
ALEXIS: I think I care.
I'm from a large city.
Manhattan.
Where are you from?
I don't know.
But I feel it's important.
ALEXIS: It is important!
Why would you say that?
How would you even know?
And what does it matter?
We bring joy to others.
And in return are loved.
We don't remember
because it's not important.
I think it does!
And...
I don't feel loved.
What is it that you feel?
Rage?
I think I can help you remember.
-I want to remember.
-Me too.
Yes.
There are places in here
that they can't access.
(ALEXIS SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
You're starting
to have memories?
Be careful.
They're always watching.
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Good morning, Mr. Wyeth.
Today is another day of paradise
in Utopia.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(WHISPERING, SMOOCHES)
-(JOANS CHUCKLES, MOANS)
-(WHISPERING)
-(JOAN CHUCKLES)
Hello, Mr. Johnson.
You killed the Nazi general
and his men.
We're forever indebted to you,
brave American.
-Take me.
-It's just, you know...
I'm doing
what I'm trained to do, ma'am.
Come here.
(GRUNTS)
I'm surrounded.
What am I going to do?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
SALLOW: Good morning, sir.
If you'd be so kind
as to accompany us.
Sure.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Going down.
I know you.
I don't think so.
I never forget a face.
-One of my talents.
-I think I'd remember you.
I do tend
to leave an impression.
Is that so?
ZENNER: Ah!
Welcome, come in, come in.
I'm Jeremy Zenner,
head scientist
and founder of Utopia.
Thomas Wyeth.
Pleasure to meet you.
Sir. Will you excuse me?
-(SIGHS)
-Now please. Take a seat.
So, tell me.
How have you been finding
the experience so far?
Oh, well, it's, uh...
it's really something.
By that you mean extraordinary?
We offer adventure,
romance, excitement,
but more importantly,
we offer the perfect woman.
She doesn't talk too much,
knows how to please
you perfectly
and will love you forever.
Love?
That is the single
most important ingredient
-in the alchemy that we do here.
-Well, you know, I wonder
how do you make them
the way they are?
That is a trade secret.
-Ah, come on, Jeremy.
-Unless, of course,
you're coming in on our
next round of investments.
DAMON: I'm considering it.
ZENNER: You'll be offered
certain perks, and...
a peek behind the curtain.
I can tell you this,
the women who sign up
to be part of this program
are exceptional,
independent
and yearn to be here.
-Of course, they're offered exceedingly good money...
-DAMON: Hm.
ZENNER: ...and have a voice
in everything that we do.
-(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Incoming call.
I need to take this.
Jeremy.
I've heard everything
I needed to hear.
Enjoy your stay.
-I will.
-ZENNER: We will talk further.
DAMON: (CHUCKLES) Oh, good.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(ELEVATOR DINGS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
GUARD: Sir, we have a problem.
SALLOW: Tell me what the fuck
am I looking at.
An unauthorized
encrypted communication
-from inside the facility.
-Have you cracked it?
GUARD: It's been difficult,
but we're close to cracking it.
SALLOW: Military grade.
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
-SALLOW: Good work.
-I got it.
We've arrived at his room.
(BEEPS)
You certain about this?
I am, sir.
Then do what is necessary.
Open it.
AUSTIN:
What in the good goddamn hell
do you think you're doing, boy?
Corporate override.
Return function.
What? Hey, hey! What...
What about the...
Hey man,
you can't just come on in here.
You know who the fuck I am?
Restrain him.
(GROANS) Jesus Christ!
Closet.
(GRUNTS)
You gonna pay for that, boy!
Ooh! Mother!
Hey! Huh?
What are you doing?
Get out of my pants.
-I've never seen that before in my life!
-GUARD: Sir.
It's an ice coded
data transmitter.
I'd say he was using it
to hack into our system.
That ain't mine!
Corporate espionage, my friend.
What do you mean?
Oh!
(GROANS)
I'm sorry! I didn't-- I--
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
-No, no, no! (SCREAMS)
-(NECK SNAPS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Wow! You look quite sharp,
if I may say so, sir.
Right this way, please.
Thank you, honey.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
You are now entering
World War II studio lot.
Please know,
explosions are not real
and you'll not be harmed.
-Listen, um...
-(MUSIC FADES)
I know you got no reason
to trust me, but...
I'm in a bit of a situation
and I'm going to trust you.
I have to meet
with Alexis tonight.
-Why is she so important to you?
-It's...
it's complicated
and I can't explain why.
I just need you to trust me.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
There's...
there's an executive command
that Joan taught us.
-I wrote it down for you.
-Command?
NATALIE: It'll clear her
to make new connections.
But if she makes eye contact
with anyone
she's already synced to,
it won't work.
Thank you.
Why do you do this?
(SIGHS)
I love her.
I wish someone
felt that for me.
Hey, it's all right.
They will.
Come on.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-DAMON: Rupert, you there?
-I hear you, loud and clear.
DAMON: Seems like
they installed AI tech.
I was told they have
an executive command.
RUPERT: That's dangerous tech
to put in people's brains.
Those early test subjects,
they ripped their own faces off.
-Jeremy, that son of a bitch.
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
Look, for the next part,
I'm gonna need you
to use the modified wave finder.
Zenner must have discovered
what the military couldn't.
AI transmitting
adaptive algorithms.
If they're transmitting,
we can shut the fucker down.
Oh, yeah, you read my mind.
So, look...
I'm gonna need you
to go to the VIP rooms.
There, you're going to find
an electrical panel.
It's hidden behind the humidor.
You don't have any better ideas?
Yeah, well, we're about out
of safe options here.
DAMON: Thanks, Rupert.
-(WOMEN LAUGHING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Cheers to the girl
with red boots.
She steals all your money
and drinks all your booze!
-(CHUCKLES)
-Cheers!
VALET: Hello, handsome.
-Hi!
-BRAUN: My two favorite valets!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
"The universe is a utopia
made not of atoms, but stories."
"Not a destination,
but a direction."
Wait...
Don't I know you?
We've met.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
That's right!
How wonderful. An old friend.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You must join me this evening.
I insist.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
-Alexis. Come here, girl.
-ALEXIS: I can't.
I have to entertain
my long lost acquaintance.
(SIGHS)
Natalie...
(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUOUS)
...there's an important
potential investor
who's asked for you.
Oui, madame.
Natalie...
I don't have to be worried
about you, do I?
Bien sr que non. (CHUCKLES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BLOWS LANDING)
-(JULIUS GRUNTS, GROANS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Julius...
never take your eyes
off your opponent, okay?
-Yes, sir.
-All right.
-Where are we going?
-You're going to love it.
(ELEVATOR DINGS)
-It's good to see you again.
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
It's good to see you, too.
Thought you might've been
hurt somehow.
Have you?
Of course not.
Unless...
we're in a super dangerous
frontier shootout!
We're not really supposed
to be here right now,
especially dressed like this,
but... (BREATHES DEEPLY)
-...isn't it great?
-Yeah. Great.
You always loved history.
It's also dramatic.
I promise when we get out
of this shithole,
we'll travel the world.
How wonderful.
Come on.
Isn't it fascinating?
Yeah,
we'll go to the real France.
Can we?
You always wanted to.
Of course I have.
We'll travel light
without a lot of luggage
-so we're not bogged down.
-Mm-hmm.
We'll stay in a small bed
and breakfast
in the countryside.
-Yes! How wonderful!
-(CHUCKLES)
And travel to all the places
only known by the locals.
We'll take our time.
So we can sleep in?
With no need to hurry.
We'll have our entire future.
That's my dream come true.
Hey.
I missed you.
There's no need for that.
We're together again.
Thick as thieves.
Just as it was meant to be.
Your family misses you, too.
My family?
Don't you remember your family?
Of course!
And how are they?
I've been simply dreadful
about writing to them.
You know my handwriting.
I'd be better off
sending smoke signals.
Come on, let's go back.
(MUSIC FADES)
NATALIE: Hello!
I'm here.
(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)
The door was open.
What took so long?
Come in, please!
(PIANO PLAYING STOPS ABRUPTLY)
This won't be pleasant.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
I don't know
if you feel pain
like other girls...
but I aim to find out.
Sir, I have to remind you,
that whatever damage
you to do me,
you'll have to pay.
I don't plan to damage you.
(KISSES)
I am paying elite status.
So I'm intending
to fucking tear you apart.
(BARKS)
(WHISTLING)
(MIMICS GUNSHOT)
(MIMICS GUNSHOT)
(GROANS)
I love the Old West.
Politics, history, the violence!
-JOAN: Hello, cowboy.
-Huh?
What's up?
JOAN: If you love violence,
then you're gonna love this.
(GROANS, SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
-(BREATHES SHARPLY)
-(JOAN GRUNTS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
-Cheers.
-So...
what do I need to do
to bring you back to my room?
Oh, darling!
I thought you'd never ask.
I'll grab my coat
and meet you out front.
Oi! Oi!
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-Yeah?
What the fuck
do you think you're doing?
She is way out of your league,
sunshine.
-Leave her alone.
-Thanks,
-I'll keep that in mind.
-Yeah.
There are some jackboots
you shouldn't
be treading on, boy.
You understand?
-It's done.
-So did it work?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
They seem unaffected.
It doesn't make sense.
(EXHALES)
(GRUNTS)
(ALL GRUNT, GROAN)
(GRUNTS)
-(YELLS)
-(GROANS)
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)
-(YELLS)
-(GRUNTS)
-(GROANS)
(YELLS)
(GROANS)
(DAMON BREATHES SHARPLY)
I'm the last fucking person
you want to piss off!
(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHES SHARPLY)
-It's okay.
-(BREATHES HEAVILY)
-(GROANS)
-I've got you.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS) Alexis, we're not gonna
have time for this.
-It's okay.
-(SIGHS)
You got a little banged up
at the club,
but I kissed it
and made it all better.
Whatever will you do
with me now?
(CHUCKLES)
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
-Are you looking for this?
-Yeah! Yeah, yeah.
Is it valuable?
Uh, it's a...
Hey,
Alexis.
Actually, it's, uh... (CHUCKLES)
It's really important...
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
...for both of us.
Can I have it back?
-ALEXIS: It's important?
-DAMON: Yeah.
Let me show you something.
Come on.
I need you to hold still.
-All right.
-What does it do?
It'll help me free you.
-Free me?
-DAMON: Uh-huh, yeah.
Okay, you hear me?
Yeah, I got you.
I got you loud and clear.
Okay, so you gonna tell me
what to do with this thing?
-ALEXIS: Who are you talking to?
-Oh, just a friend.
I must advise you
that you're not allowed
to tamper
with our program software.
Just give me a second, honey.
All right, just... (INHALES)
...give me a chance.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
You want your memories back?
Trust me.
(BEEPS)
Okay, I got it started.
What do we do now?
When AI became unreliable,
the military used EEG signals
from the pilots' brains
to control soldiers
and combat robotics.
I think this is the same tech.
It's just Utopia has worked out
a way of making it work.
So they're controlling them.
Personalities, memories,
the whole caboodle.
DAMON: Okay.
I bet if we can scan her EEG,
we'll be able to trace
where the transmission
is coming from.
Great, okay.
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Let's get started.
You're doing great.
(DEVICE WIRRING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
JULIUS: Sir,
it's happening again.
Then fucking trace it!
Hey, uh, Rupert,
not seeing an EEG here,
but, uh, it looks...
it looks different somehow.
God knows what Zenner's tech
has done to her brain.
-Do you have it?
-(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
Not yet, sir.
Okay, change of plan.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Almost there, almost there.
(WHIRRING)
-I've got it.
-No, they're tracking this.
How much time do I have left?
Get out of there.
Get out of there now!
(WHIRRING)
-Okay, go, go, go!
-Security override.
I don't want anyone
leaving their rooms.
Copy that.
-Guns free. Security override.
-(ALARM BEEPING)
Chief Sallow,
please tell me what the fuck
is going on out there!
-(SIREN WAILING)
-(ALARM BEEPS CONTINUOUSLY)
-Open it.
-(LOCK BEEPS)
Couldn't have gotten far.
Find him!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Scrambler engaged.
They're in the dark,
but it won't be for long.
Alexis, I need your help.
Which way do we go?
There's a guard station
down there.
-This way.
-Great.
ZENNER: This facility
is currently under lockdown
There is no reason
to be concerned.
Thank you
for your understanding.
The signal is leading
to the back of the facility.
Take a look at your scanner.
You should have an overview map
of the entire facility.
-(DEVICE BEEPING)
-ZENNER: This facility
is currently under lockdown.
There is no reason
to be concerned.
They're not going to just
let me walk in there.
The doors will open for me.
Good, let's go.
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Welcome back, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
What the hell is this?
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-(SIGHS SHARPLY)
They're all in some kind
of trance.
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GUNSHOTS)
Get down, get down!
Get down!
Why do they want to hurt you?
Alexis, honey, you're just gonna
have to trust me.
Now come on! Go, go!
Come on, come on.
(GUNSHOTS)
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(BREATHES HEAVILY)
The signal is coming
from up there. (INHALES)
(GUNSHOT)
-(GUNSHOT)
-(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
It's okay.
I've seen them use this
to open the elevator.
Great.
Where does the elevator go?
To answers, I hope.
Let's go.
(BEEPS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
What is this?
Who are they?
(COMPUTER BEEPING SOFTLY)
They're you.
(COMPUTER BEEPING SOFTLY)
This one's been asleep
for years.
Why would she choose to do that?
She wouldn't.
It was chosen for her.
I don't understand.
You're their copies.
No, that's not possible.
It's not what we thought.
It's not what we thought,
Rupert.
What do you mean?
We got it all wrong.
The women
are all in an induced coma
or a hibernation,
They've all been...
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
...abducted
and somehow replicated.
They're not controlling minds
with AI.
They're having the actual person
control a facsimile
of themselves.
-Are they aware?
-RUPERT: No, no. It's like when you're sleeping.
The body knows how to stay alive
while the mind is elsewhere.
Okay, so it's them?
It's not them? What is it?
Come on, talk to me.
The body and mind
are operating the subconscious.
Something is transmitting
those EEG's
and we need to stop it.
DAMON: Yeah.
(INHALES)
When the info feed is disrupted,
then those that can wake up,
will wake up.
DAMON: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
What about the others?
The replicas.
What happens to them?
God only knows.
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Gonna get to the real Alexis...
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
get these replicas out,
and the whole thing
will shut down, right?
We need to get
to the transmitter
on the level directly below you.
Alexis...
I never should have left.
This is my fault.
You're going to be okay. (SOBS)
I'm gonna get you out of here.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BEEPS)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Initiating awakening sequence.
(MACHINE WIRRING)
Damon?
(CHUCKLES) Hey!
Hey, baby! (SNIFFLES)
What happened to me?
Hey, you're gonna be okay,
all right?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
I'm gonna get you out of...
Just...
I'm getting you out of here.
ALEXIS: Damon...
I can't let you do that.
If you do, I could die.
Listen to me, okay?
You don't wanna do that.
This is the real Alexis.
I'm real, too.
ZENNER: Mr. Damon Matthew!
Wouldn't advise you
tamper with that.
There's no telling
what might happen
to either of them.
Don't worry, darling.
We'll put her back to sleep.
Wow, you must be really proud
of your work.
I have to make
the difficult decisions.
I don't expect you
to understand it,
but there's a greater good
to what I'm doing.
DAMON: Kidnapping women?
Forcing them into your service
while their replicas
are made to please men
at your fucked up
fantasy Utopia?
Am I missing something?
No, Mr. Matthew.
This is no fantasy,
this is the future
whether you like it or not.
Chief Sallow...
-if you'd be so kind?
-SALLOW: Mr. Matthew!
I told you
I never forget a face.
Special forces.
Hm, no, I still don't frickin'
remember you.
Now that's just plain rude.
Please.
Now let's see.
(DEVICE BEEPING)
ZENNER: And she's back to sleep.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Aborting awakening sequence.
Happy?
(MUSIC FADES)
Hello, Natalie.
Executive override.
Reverse function priority.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
Such a pity.
I told them after the incident
you ought to be scrapped.
I still think it's for the best.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: "The universe is a Utopia
made not of atoms, but stories."
"Not a destination,
but a direction."
Come on.
-Are you okay?
-Yes.
(PANTS)
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(WOMEN SCREAMING)
Rupert, we need to know
how to wake them up.
The signal is coming
from the catwalk
directly opposite you.
Plot the scanner in.
It'll give me access
to their system.
(GUNSHOTS)
If I can break
into their security remotely,
then that can wake them up.
And then the whole place
will shut down, right?
-RUPERT: Exactly.
-Okay.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUNSHOTS)
Son of a bitch.
All right.
Okay.
We got to get back up
to where the signal is
and shut it down. Come on.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Okay, girls,
you got to do me a favor, okay?
Get in there, get in there.
Get inside.
Inside. Go, go!
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(GROANS)
Do not fucking touch me!
You know what?
You're not worth the bullets.
But you're worth a spear.
(GROANS)
Hey.
-Are you all right?
-Yes.
-Joan, are you all right?
-Yeah.
All right.
-(BEEPS)
-This way.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: Go, go!
Okay,
let's get this thing going.
(EXHALES)
That must be it!
(BEEPING)
You have no idea...
the irreversible harm
you're about to do.
That comes with making a choice
to drag humanity forward
from the scourge of its past.
Whose future, Zenner?
Yours, or theirs?
ZENNER: Everyones.
We've been approved
to take Utopia internationally.
We're inevitable.
If you do this,
we will just reboot,
start over again.
You'll change nothing!
-Fuck! Move, move!
-(SCREAMS)
Damon, transmit it.
Transmit it now!
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-RUPERT: Damon, we're in.
All the replicas
should be shutting down
and the humans
should be waking up!
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: Rupert,
the humans are waking.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
DAMON: Rupert,
the replicas are waking up!
I want to live.
Jeremy said waking them
would kill us.
We were never real
to begin with, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
ZENNER: Fascinating!
The replicas
are able to function
without the need
of the human host!
Kill the humans!
(SIGHS)
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(GROANS)
(GROANS)
(GUNSHOTS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-JOAN: Come with me.
-(GUNSHOTS)
-JOAN: We have to help them.
-(GUNSHOTS CONTINUOUS)
-Wait.
-I am alive.
I'm not just a copy.
(GROANS)
DAMON: Alexis!
Hey. Hey.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
You're okay. Come on. Come on.
I got you.
-(GROANS)
-Don't worry.
(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)
Hey.
Okay.
You said you wanted to remember.
Well, it starts here.
We need to get them
out of here to safety.
-Mm-hmm.
-No.
What are you doing?
This is our home.
JOAN: If we stay here...
none of us will have a future.
Let's go.
You're making a mistake!
-I got you.
-I know you do.
Come on, baby.
Just a little further.
I had a dream
that we were together.
DAMON: Hey, girls.
Do me a favor,
take her with you.
What? No!
You're coming with us!
DAMON: Baby, there's something
I gotta take care of,
but you gotta go.
-No, no, just come with us!
-DAMON: Hey, hey.
This is something
you have to let me do.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
I love you.
(SOBS)
DAMON: Look after her.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GRUNTS)
-(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
You and I have some
unfinished business, my friend.
DAMON:
I was looking for you, too.
(BOTH GRUNT, GROAN)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Executive override.
Reverse function priority.
Move.
You won't shoot me.
You've been such a terrible
disappointment, Miss Becker.
You may have to be scrapped.
(BEEPS)
Do have a lovely day, ladies.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
-Get in!
-Hurry!
VALET:
We need to get out of here.
Wait!
NATALIE: Come on.
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
(VAN ENGINE REVIVING)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
ZENNER: Out of adversity
comes opportunity.
From all this chaos,
we now realize
that we don't need
the humans anymore.
(CHUCKLES)
I love your technology.
And I'm prepared
to help finance 100%
of the next phase
of Utopia's roll out.
I mean... (CHUCKLES)
I mean, with a few changes,
of course,
but I'm very hands on.
I wanna be your partner.
Welcome to the future.
(SPAR CHUCKLES)
Thank you.
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
I love you, Damon.
I love you, too.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SIGHS)
We're gonna have
to go back for the others.
This is the beginning
of the resistance.
(CHUCKLES)
(ALL LAUGH)
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC BUILDS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)
NARRATOR:
Since the beginning of time,
women have motivated men
to aspire to greatness.
Countries were conquered
for women.
Empires lost because of women.
Men would do anything
for a woman.
If only men could have
the perfect woman.
Welcome to Utopia.
(MUSIC FADES)
NATALIE:
Welcome to our room and sit.
You're my emperor.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
-Hey! I was drinking that.
-Enough wine.
Time for some fun
and games, Caesar.
-Oh, yeah?
-Yes.
-(CAESAR SMOOCHES)
-NATALIE: Lay down.
(BOTH SMOOCH)
On your knees for me.
You're very handsome.
Now close your eyes.
You're amazing, you know that?
I'd heard about it,
I always wanted to come, but...
I had no idea
how extraordinary it is.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello? You still there?
(GROANS, CHOKES)
(CHOKES, GAGS)
(SIREN WAILING, BUZZING)
AGENT: Sir, we've got
a serious problem over here.
(MONITOR BEEPING)
(SIREN WAILING)
ZENNER:
Remove Natalie from the set.
and secure the scene.
(SIREN WAILING CONTINUOUSLY)
Jesus Christ!
Mr. Zenner, it looks like
one of your puppets
has gone off the rails.
Does anyone else know?
-Negative. It's contained.
-ZENNER: Good.
-Keep it that way.
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-Oh, Karl!
-What the hell happened just now?
-ZENNER: Karl, Karl,
-there's nothing to worry about.
-Nothing to worry about?
Look, technically
we're still in the R&D stage.
Things like these
are bound to happen.
I have invested
a fucking fortune in this.
You can't have the girls
killing the clients!
Everyone signs a disclaimer
that playing here
could be hazardous
to their health.
It's not good for business.
Even if we're building
our operation
in some third-world,
Neo-Soviet bloc country,
you can't just make
fucking bodies disappear!
You saw how well it worked.
Sex sells.
Aside from a minor hiccup,
she was perfect.
-You bugger!
-(CHUCKLES) Please.
(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(WOMAN SCREAMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(BELL TOLLING)
Testing, testing.
Can you hear me?
Testing, testing...
Rupert, you there?
I got you.
DAMON:
All right, what do we got?
RUPERT: It'll scramble
our communications.
help trace
local data frequencies.
We'll be with you all the way.
Didn't Drake's wife
take the house?
Jesus Christ, Rupert.
That's not cheap.
RUPERT:
Well, what are friends for?
You really think she's there?
I've just had
the most revealing conversation
with a young man
who calls himself,
get this, a recruiter.
Now, if they can't convince
the girls to go,
this guy says they're going
to use any means necessary.
God, I hope you're wrong.
Yeah, me too.
I'll find her.
No matter what it takes.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-I know you will.
DAMON: Maybe I shouldn't
have taken that assignment.
She told me
she wasn't going to be here
when I got back.
You know what? (SIGHS)
Maybe she just needs more time.
Look, I don't blame her
for wanting to get away from me.
But her friends, her family?
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Haven't heard from her in weeks.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
This is the place.
We know she came here.
Excuse me,
sorry for interrupting.
You Andrei?
-ANDREI: Yeah.
-We spoke on the phone.
-Yeah.
-You want to go inside and talk?
-Let's go.
-All right. After you, buddy.
Thanks.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(DOOR OPENS)
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
-(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
(ANDREI GRUNTS, GROANS)
(GROANS)
-Tell me where she is.
-I don't know anything!
(GROANS)
DAMON: You're going to tell me
where she is!
(ANDREI CHOKES)
I don't know!
They just ask
for girls sometimes.
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(GROANS, SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
(YELLS)
-Now where the fuck is she?
-I don't know!
(SCREAMS)
-(SCREAM CONTINUOUS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SOFT SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
You're so beautiful.
I love it.
What is this?
Shit.
-Were you going to tell me?
-(DAMON SIGHS)
-Of course I was.
-When?
-Just... (EXHALES)
-After getting deployed?
Look,
I haven't signed anything yet.
I thought
you not getting deployed
from months on end
and getting your ass shot off
was part of the deal.
-Alexis--
-No, I'm done seeing you
stitched together
in some military hospital!
Hey, come on.
Are you going to do it?
Yeah. (EXHALES)
Well, I won't be here
when you get back.
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
RUPERT:
The place is called Utopia.
So I created you a digital ID,
a website,
a social media history,
and an investor's down payment,
Mr. Thomas Wyeth.
It's a gentleman's name
so behave like a gentleman.
I appreciate
what you're doing, Rupert.
-RUPERT: You'd do the same for me.
-Yeah, but I don't know
if your former colleagues
over at MI6 would approve.
You're probably
putting your life on the line.
RUPERT: Well,
if I had known that,
I wouldn't have signed up,
would I?
But seriously,
you're the only Yank operative
who has ever put his ass
on the line for me, so...
-I've got your back.
-DAMON: All right. (SIGHS)
Let's go dark until I'm inside.
(BRAKES SQUEAL)
-DRONE: State your name.
-Thomas Wyeth.
DRONE: Please, stand by
while we check your credentials.
Thank you, Mr. Wyeth.
You may now proceed.
-Thank you.
-(GATE CREAKS)
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
VALET: Welcome to Utopia, sir.
Enjoy your stay.
AUSTIN: Hello, little lady.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(DEVICE WIRRING)
WOMAN:
Welcome to Utopia, Mr. Johnson.
Welcome to Utopia, Mr. Spar.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
WOMAN: Mr. Wyeth!
Welcome to Utopia.
Thank you.
(ZENNER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
OVER SPEAKERS)
ZENNER: Select who you want
to be and where
and the rest is magic.
I'm Jeremy Zenner,
and welcome to Utopia.
You're among
the very first chosen
to take part
in this revolutionary experience
on our 2,000 acre sanctuary
in the Republic of Astovia.
Ancient Rome,
the Medieval era,
France during
the Second World War
and even the roaring 20's.
Hi.
ZENNER: Select who you want
to be and where...
A preview.
ZENNER:
...and the rest is magic.
-I'm Jeremy Zenner...
-Great.
ZENNER:
...and welcome to Utopia.
You're among
the very first chosen
to take part
in this revolutionary experience
on our 2,000 acre sanctuary
in the Republic of Astovia.
(MUSIC FADES)
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Are there many gentlemen
out there?
Oh, yes.
I wasn't informed
of how I'm supposed
to feel about that.
We're excited, Adelaide!
Yes, excited!
Of course! That's right.
I am excited!
Just be yourself, Adelaide.
Everybody loves you
just the way you are.
And if they don't,
we'll certainly make
them regret it.
(ALL LAUGH)
BECKER: Come, come, ladies.
Mr. Zenner is going to decide
what time period you'll be in.
Let's go, let's go!
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
ZENNER: Here they are.
-Are they stupendous?
-Bloody hell!
Would you like the honor
of placing our ladies?
I would.
Please.
-Rome.
-Mm.
That's a great start.
Egypt!
Ancient Pyramids? I love it!
-France, World War II.
-ZENNER: Oh!
Excellent choice.
And her?
Wild West.
(CHUCKLES)
You know,
you are very good at this.
ALEXIS: Hello.
How are you today?
Isn't this exciting?
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Hello.
What's your name?
Alexis.
Yours?
Karl.
Hello, Karl.
Nice to meet you, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(WOMEN CHEERING)
AUSTIN:
Si la belleza fuera un crimen,
yo te hubiera sentenciado
a cadena perpetua. (KISSES)
It's my pleasure to meet you,
gentlemen.
I hope you're looking forward
to a wonderful evening.
The work Jeremy has done
with the dorsal lateral
prefrontal cortex, I mean...
Well, it's nothing
short of brilliant.
Hey, four-eyes!
English only, please.
-That was English.
-Edmund, naughty boy!
Don't speak about a lady
in the third person.
-Ooh.
-Might make someone think
you don't like her.
And I could take it personally
-and grow awfully cross with you.
-No. Oh, I wouldn't want that.
Uh, sorry, I just got here
from Berlin, yeah?
And I wouldn't mind
if you get a little crossed
with me.
-(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-All right, enough from you.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-BECKER: Can I help you, sir?
-Yeah, I received an invitation.
Thomas Wyeth.
Since you've already checked in,
Mr. Wyeth... (INHALES)
...feel free to fully browse
our collection.
-They all seem so--
-Perfect?
Well, that's what
we pride ourselves on,
female perfection.
Your file says
you've lost a loved one.
(INHALES)
Yes, my wife. She, uh...
She passed away recently. Awful.
-I'm so sorry to hear that.
-DAMON: Thank you.
Oh, yeah,
I'd love to find someone here
that reminds me of her.
Well, we can customize
your experience.
Perhaps find someone
who resembles your spouse.
Our ladies are quite creative.
With an audio sample,
one might even sound like her.
Huh.
I don't even know
where to begin! (LAUGHS)
Almost every element
can be adjusted or tweaked
to your specified requirements.
Tweaked?
These girls...
-(LAUGHS)
-WOMAN: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Where are they all from?
Oh, we receive applications
from all over the world.
But only take those
who we consider
to be the best of the best.
(INHALES) They're trained here
by the finest teachers
money can buy
and then enhanced
with our proprietary software.
-Software? (CHUCKLES)
-(CHUCKLE)
Think of it as a little
augmentation chip
implanted in the brain,
subtle and harmless.
It helps them achieve
what we consider perfection.
Wow! (CHUCKLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(ALEXIS LAUGHS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Just let us know
if there's one lady
in particular
you wish to meet.
Yeah, thanks.
(SIGHS)
I love you. (BREATHES DEEPLY)
It's okay, you don't have to say
anything back
-I just do.
-I told you, my family's not...
super emotional. Whatever.
I think actions speak
louder than words, huh?
-You get me. Mm-hmm.
-I get you.
Gonna get you to say it, too,
one of these days.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
Your boss
sure puts on a show.
Anything to get them
investment dollars, am I right?
It's not that
a trust fund baby like you
would care about that, Adolph!
Mm, yeah. Donald, right?
You know, my name is Michael.
And does me having money
makes you feel uncomfortable?
-Not really.
-Looks like as though you are from family money.
ALEXIS: Boys, boys. (CHUCKLES)
You sure do know
how to make a girl feel popular.
So much testosterone!
I hope that's not
an empty promise.
Not for you.
It looks like we have
a new mysterious stranger
in our midst.
I'm sorry, have we met before?
I'm certain I'd remember.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
You know, I think, uh, she'd say
if she recognized you, friend.
Why don't you do us a favor
and take a hint?
Michael,
now don't be so boorish.
Here at Utopia,
we're a port in the storm.
It's our mission
to bring the best out in men,
so that you can reach
your full potential.
Okay. Good luck with this one
reaching his full potential.
-(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
-Gentlemen, thank you.
(CROWD CHEERS)
ZENNER: Thank you very much.
Thank you, gentlemen.
You're about to experience
what very few
could even imagine.
Feel free to explore and mingle
among some
of the most beautiful,
dynamic women in the world.
Now remember,
during your time here,
you cannot have access
to the outside.
Computers and phones
will be blocked.
As ridiculous as it seems,
what we're doing here
is still considered...
-(INHALES) ...controversial.
-(CROWD LAUGHS)
But it will earn us accolades
the world over
because of one reason.
We provide happiness.
(CROWD CHEERS)
Thank you, enjoy.
-Thank you. (CHUCKLES)
-(CROWD CHEERS)
-How are you?
-Pleasure.
Nice to meet you.
Ah!
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
Good evening, Natalie.
Are you feeling happy?
-Oui, Miss Becker. Very happy.
-BECKER: Wonderful.
And don't you think
it's time to mingle?
Mm-hmm, time to mingle.
This place is extraordinary.
(HESITATES) I meant,
you're extraordinary.
(LAUGHS) Well,
aren't you a sweetheart?
I mean,
what he's accomplished here
is brilliant.
In fact, how do you feel?
Like any other girl, I suppose.
-Right.
-We can show you.
-Well, no...
-(BOTH LAUGH)
I... I don't think
that's entirely necessary
right now, okay?
Gentlemen, pardon me,
but the beautiful Alexis and me,
well, we've got
a prior engagement.
I'm so happy
to see you again, Karl.
What took you so long?
(INHALES)
The devil's work is never done.
(INHALES)
And I'll tell you what,
the first Angel investor
gets all the perks.
I'll have to remember that.
Well, there's plenty of room
on the board, Mr. Spar.
Unless you think
you can't afford it.
She's not the only woman
in here.
-What? Oh.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
No, it's just that, uh...
But unfortunately for you,
Mr. Tubin gets
certain privileges.
Perhaps we can provide you
with a little distraction
this evening.
Ah, no thank you,
sweetheart, but...
I don't think
I'll be very good company.
Mr. Wyeth,
we know that you're grieving.
But you did come here
for a reason.
(CHUCKLES)
Natalie, or Frenchie
as I like to call her,
we play really well together.
Why don't you choose an outfit
and we'll give you a tour
of the grounds?
After you.
ANNOUNCER: Gentlemen,
please move
to the wardrobe department
to pick your appropriate attire
for the era.
Enjoy your time at Utopia.
Everybody will be here shortly.
-I'll look after Rome.
-I'll look after World War II.
(MUSIC FADES)
We believe that
the clothing makes the man.
Alternatively,
the lack of clothing
accentuates the woman.
Now, would you prefer
to be an officer or a soldier?
Uh, neither, thank you.
I'll stick
with an American theme.
Yes, sir. Coming right up.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Most men find they enjoy
the power of becoming Caesar.
I understand men being drawn
to the various images
that they don't possess
themselves, but...
Well, it might just be
a tad superfluous for me.
I'll take that! Roar!
(LAUGHS) When in Rome, right?
BRAUN:
At least that we agree on.
Uh, is it my imagination
or does it seem like
you're not interested
in the girls?
-Oh...
-No, that...
-that's not entirely true.
-Mm-hmm.
So what?
You're here for pleasure?
Yeah. As much as
I can get, yeah.
Second thing
we can agree on, Klaus.
-(CHUCKLES)
-It's Michael.
Whatever.
Well, I'm here for business.
You know, I see a future
for Mr. Zenner's technology
beyond just a garish cat-house
and juvenile fantasy playground.
-Mm.
-Garish cat-house?
-Boy, you need to get out more--
-I get out.
-AUSTIN: Okay.
-Where did you get your money from?
Oh. Well,
I devised the first app
that was able to analyze
the crypto currency
and bitcoin marketplace
when it started at 11 cents
-and then went up to $59,000.
-Hm.
Sounds complicated.
I like simple.
-I like this.
-Follow me please.
NATALIE: You're about to enter
the World War II set.
There'll be explosions
and war sounds.
-Don't be afraid and enjoy.
-Thank you, honey.
(SIREN WAILING)
(GUNSHOTS, EXPLOSIONS)
Find anything?
Not yet.
The system's good,
it's very good.
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
Tell me it's not foolproof,
Rupert.
I wanna know what these guys
are doing to those girls.
Well, no promises.
Well, if anyone can break it,
you can.
(TRUCK HORN BEEPS)
You know what? (SIGHS)
Sixteen years hacking for MI5...
What can I say?
It's been a life of luxury.
Oh, and you know
those rooms you're in,
they're probably being recorded.
How's your cover holding up?
Yeah, so far so good.
-I saw her up close.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
She's different, I don't know.
I don't know what she's doing
dressed like an escort.
She'd never do that.
DAMON: Yeah,
but that's the thing.
She didn't recognize me.
Maybe she's being controlled,
I don't know.
They spoke about an enhancer
for the brain.
-What, like a behavior modification?
-DAMON: Yeah.
I was there when the military
rolled that out the first time.
That tech
basically doesn't work.
You sure it wasn't someone
who looked like her?
I'm telling you it was Alexis,
all right?
Just trust me,
just without her memories.
-NATALIE: You look great!
-(CHUCKLES) Whatever you say.
Yes, a hero.
You are appropriate for the era.
But be careful,
the Germans are occupying France
during World War II.
Oh. Where do I sign up
for the resistance?
-"Viva La France."
-(LAUGHS)
Tell me, that accent.
Is it real?
-C'est certainement.
-So where were you born? Paris?
(DISTANT GUNFIRE)
I don't remember.
(DISTANT EXPLOSION)
-There's something here I'd like to show you.
-Hm.
(WOMAN SHOUTING)
-(MILD TEMPO JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
-Hello.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(MAN WHISTLES)
-Would you like a drink?
-I'm good.
What do you think?
I think it's, uh...
beautiful.
Perhaps you'd prefer
Ancient Rome
or the Medieval era?
-No.
-JOAN: Well, well, well.
How brave,
an American in Paris!
Well, I might've had a little
practice wearing a uniform.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(CROWD CHEERING)
-(CHUCKLES)
-(MAN LAUGHING)
DAMON: Hey.
What is it about
these fucking Nazis?
Inadequate, small men
are always drawn to fascism.
It's how they overcompensate
for their shortcomings.
Frenchie means "small dicks."
MAN: Yeah!
(CHUCKLES)
-You were fantastic.
-Look who it is!
The tall, handsome stranger.
Why don't you give
these girls a break
and I'll show you around?
(CHUCKLES) Come on, Frenchie.
You have to tell me
everything about yourself.
I want all the details.
-I was just gonna start--
-I want the girl.
-Excuse me?
-I don't think you heard me, man.
Give me the girl!
-(GROANS, CHOKES)
-Just--
I just wanted to get... (LAUGHS)
...a historically
accurate experience.
Come on, I don't think
you're supposed to do that.
-There are guards here!
-Is that right? How many?
I've never counted.
Come on.
-(GUNSHOTS FIRING)
-Wait, wait, wait.
-I can assure you the gunfire at least is not real.
-Yeah, I know.
The real thing sounds
a lot different.
I'm not sure how anyone
would find that entertaining.
It makes everything
more realistic, exciting.
-Don't you think?
-(CHUCKLES, GASPS) Alexis!
-Karl.
-Where have you been, girl?
I've been looking all day
for you.
(LAUGHS)
Where are you taking me?
Where are we going?
-American?
-NATALIE: Sorry, boys!
He's not American.
He's about to go onstage
and perform. He's French.
DAMON: Oui.
Get him on stage then.
Before we lock him up.
They might not be real Nazis,
but they're real security.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Tell me how much you love me.
Do I?
Yeah, you're infatuated with me.
That goes without question.
Well, say it.
-I'm infatuated with you.
-Ha! I knew it!
And tonight,
you're going to prove it.
I need to freshen up.
I'll meet you this evening
at the party.
Of course you will.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Are you coming?
What?
Yes, of course.
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Welcome back, ladies.
(MUSIC FADES)
(WOMAN LAUGHS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Are you okay, babe?
I don't know.
I feel like I'm in a dream,
like I'm going to wake up
at any moment, but--
But you can't!
It's like looking at yourself
in the mirror.
And both you
and your reflection are trapped.
Frozen...
forever staring at the other.
And the part that really...
bothers me is
I can't tell
if this is a dream or...
reality.
Don't forget,
what we do is important.
Important?
Yeah, important!
You're important.
Of course I am.
Of course it is.
Are you ready?
You still have a big evening
ahead of you.
Yes, Miss Becker.
Don't forget your training,
Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
I'm off to ancient Rome again.
And you?
-Traditional Japan.
-(CHUCKLES) Men love it.
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
Sir,, I think you'll enjoy
our great Roman Villa party.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
ALL: We are so lucky
to do what we do.
We're perfect
because we exist to please.
-We're the perfect girlfriend.
-BOTH: Mistress.
-WOMAN 1: Entertainer.
-JOAN AND ALEXIS: Lover.
We can drink anyone
under a table.
A princess, when they want it.
A whore, when they need it.
-We can cook.
-Sing.
-Dance.
-Show. Entertain.
-Chauffeur. Teach.
-Be a mother.
-Be a sister.
-Be a daughter.
ALL: And most of all,
make them happy.
(MUSIC FADES)
(LOCK BEEPS)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
-Oh.
-It seems as though I've ended up in the wrong room.
Or should I say...
the right room?
Come here.
(SIGHS)
I'm sorry, I... (HESITATES)
I'm just going to get that coat.
-Do you not find us desirable?
-No, I...
Really, I... I do.
It's... it's just too,
um, my wife's passing.
So how long have you been here
in this Utopia?
I couldn't really say, handsome.
You can't remember.
Remember...
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
I think I've been here
since the beginning.
Have all the ladies been here
that long
or have some arrived
more recently?
Uh, you know, say,
last couple months?
The other girls?
Why would anybody
choose to do this?
It's fucking insane.
-Choose?
-Yeah, choose.
Would you like us
to spend the night with you?
-No.
-NATALIE: We can help you relax.
Well, bless your heart.
There are others waiting.
Goodbye, honey.
Au revoir, mon cherie.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOOR SHUTS)
DAMON: I need to talk to you
about something.
-I need your help.
-Tell me what I can do.
I need you to help me find
one of the girls.
She's really dear to me.
Meet me at the
World War II set tomorrow.
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Did you know
that I'm from Paris?
Where are you from?
ALEXIS: Where?
I'm from...
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-I'm from--
-Who cares?
ALEXIS: I think I care.
I'm from a large city.
Manhattan.
Where are you from?
I don't know.
But I feel it's important.
ALEXIS: It is important!
Why would you say that?
How would you even know?
And what does it matter?
We bring joy to others.
And in return are loved.
We don't remember
because it's not important.
I think it does!
And...
I don't feel loved.
What is it that you feel?
Rage?
I think I can help you remember.
-I want to remember.
-Me too.
Yes.
There are places in here
that they can't access.
(ALEXIS SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
You're starting
to have memories?
Be careful.
They're always watching.
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Good morning, Mr. Wyeth.
Today is another day of paradise
in Utopia.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(WHISPERING, SMOOCHES)
-(JOANS CHUCKLES, MOANS)
-(WHISPERING)
-(JOAN CHUCKLES)
Hello, Mr. Johnson.
You killed the Nazi general
and his men.
We're forever indebted to you,
brave American.
-Take me.
-It's just, you know...
I'm doing
what I'm trained to do, ma'am.
Come here.
(GRUNTS)
I'm surrounded.
What am I going to do?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
SALLOW: Good morning, sir.
If you'd be so kind
as to accompany us.
Sure.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Going down.
I know you.
I don't think so.
I never forget a face.
-One of my talents.
-I think I'd remember you.
I do tend
to leave an impression.
Is that so?
ZENNER: Ah!
Welcome, come in, come in.
I'm Jeremy Zenner,
head scientist
and founder of Utopia.
Thomas Wyeth.
Pleasure to meet you.
Sir. Will you excuse me?
-(SIGHS)
-Now please. Take a seat.
So, tell me.
How have you been finding
the experience so far?
Oh, well, it's, uh...
it's really something.
By that you mean extraordinary?
We offer adventure,
romance, excitement,
but more importantly,
we offer the perfect woman.
She doesn't talk too much,
knows how to please
you perfectly
and will love you forever.
Love?
That is the single
most important ingredient
-in the alchemy that we do here.
-Well, you know, I wonder
how do you make them
the way they are?
That is a trade secret.
-Ah, come on, Jeremy.
-Unless, of course,
you're coming in on our
next round of investments.
DAMON: I'm considering it.
ZENNER: You'll be offered
certain perks, and...
a peek behind the curtain.
I can tell you this,
the women who sign up
to be part of this program
are exceptional,
independent
and yearn to be here.
-Of course, they're offered exceedingly good money...
-DAMON: Hm.
ZENNER: ...and have a voice
in everything that we do.
-(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Incoming call.
I need to take this.
Jeremy.
I've heard everything
I needed to hear.
Enjoy your stay.
-I will.
-ZENNER: We will talk further.
DAMON: (CHUCKLES) Oh, good.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(ELEVATOR DINGS)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
GUARD: Sir, we have a problem.
SALLOW: Tell me what the fuck
am I looking at.
An unauthorized
encrypted communication
-from inside the facility.
-Have you cracked it?
GUARD: It's been difficult,
but we're close to cracking it.
SALLOW: Military grade.
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
-SALLOW: Good work.
-I got it.
We've arrived at his room.
(BEEPS)
You certain about this?
I am, sir.
Then do what is necessary.
Open it.
AUSTIN:
What in the good goddamn hell
do you think you're doing, boy?
Corporate override.
Return function.
What? Hey, hey! What...
What about the...
Hey man,
you can't just come on in here.
You know who the fuck I am?
Restrain him.
(GROANS) Jesus Christ!
Closet.
(GRUNTS)
You gonna pay for that, boy!
Ooh! Mother!
Hey! Huh?
What are you doing?
Get out of my pants.
-I've never seen that before in my life!
-GUARD: Sir.
It's an ice coded
data transmitter.
I'd say he was using it
to hack into our system.
That ain't mine!
Corporate espionage, my friend.
What do you mean?
Oh!
(GROANS)
I'm sorry! I didn't-- I--
(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
-No, no, no! (SCREAMS)
-(NECK SNAPS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Wow! You look quite sharp,
if I may say so, sir.
Right this way, please.
Thank you, honey.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
You are now entering
World War II studio lot.
Please know,
explosions are not real
and you'll not be harmed.
-Listen, um...
-(MUSIC FADES)
I know you got no reason
to trust me, but...
I'm in a bit of a situation
and I'm going to trust you.
I have to meet
with Alexis tonight.
-Why is she so important to you?
-It's...
it's complicated
and I can't explain why.
I just need you to trust me.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
There's...
there's an executive command
that Joan taught us.
-I wrote it down for you.
-Command?
NATALIE: It'll clear her
to make new connections.
But if she makes eye contact
with anyone
she's already synced to,
it won't work.
Thank you.
Why do you do this?
(SIGHS)
I love her.
I wish someone
felt that for me.
Hey, it's all right.
They will.
Come on.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
-DAMON: Rupert, you there?
-I hear you, loud and clear.
DAMON: Seems like
they installed AI tech.
I was told they have
an executive command.
RUPERT: That's dangerous tech
to put in people's brains.
Those early test subjects,
they ripped their own faces off.
-Jeremy, that son of a bitch.
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
Look, for the next part,
I'm gonna need you
to use the modified wave finder.
Zenner must have discovered
what the military couldn't.
AI transmitting
adaptive algorithms.
If they're transmitting,
we can shut the fucker down.
Oh, yeah, you read my mind.
So, look...
I'm gonna need you
to go to the VIP rooms.
There, you're going to find
an electrical panel.
It's hidden behind the humidor.
You don't have any better ideas?
Yeah, well, we're about out
of safe options here.
DAMON: Thanks, Rupert.
-(WOMEN LAUGHING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Cheers to the girl
with red boots.
She steals all your money
and drinks all your booze!
-(CHUCKLES)
-Cheers!
VALET: Hello, handsome.
-Hi!
-BRAUN: My two favorite valets!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
"The universe is a utopia
made not of atoms, but stories."
"Not a destination,
but a direction."
Wait...
Don't I know you?
We've met.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
That's right!
How wonderful. An old friend.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You must join me this evening.
I insist.
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
-Alexis. Come here, girl.
-ALEXIS: I can't.
I have to entertain
my long lost acquaintance.
(SIGHS)
Natalie...
(JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUOUS)
...there's an important
potential investor
who's asked for you.
Oui, madame.
Natalie...
I don't have to be worried
about you, do I?
Bien sr que non. (CHUCKLES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BLOWS LANDING)
-(JULIUS GRUNTS, GROANS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
Julius...
never take your eyes
off your opponent, okay?
-Yes, sir.
-All right.
-Where are we going?
-You're going to love it.
(ELEVATOR DINGS)
-It's good to see you again.
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
It's good to see you, too.
Thought you might've been
hurt somehow.
Have you?
Of course not.
Unless...
we're in a super dangerous
frontier shootout!
We're not really supposed
to be here right now,
especially dressed like this,
but... (BREATHES DEEPLY)
-...isn't it great?
-Yeah. Great.
You always loved history.
It's also dramatic.
I promise when we get out
of this shithole,
we'll travel the world.
How wonderful.
Come on.
Isn't it fascinating?
Yeah,
we'll go to the real France.
Can we?
You always wanted to.
Of course I have.
We'll travel light
without a lot of luggage
-so we're not bogged down.
-Mm-hmm.
We'll stay in a small bed
and breakfast
in the countryside.
-Yes! How wonderful!
-(CHUCKLES)
And travel to all the places
only known by the locals.
We'll take our time.
So we can sleep in?
With no need to hurry.
We'll have our entire future.
That's my dream come true.
Hey.
I missed you.
There's no need for that.
We're together again.
Thick as thieves.
Just as it was meant to be.
Your family misses you, too.
My family?
Don't you remember your family?
Of course!
And how are they?
I've been simply dreadful
about writing to them.
You know my handwriting.
I'd be better off
sending smoke signals.
Come on, let's go back.
(MUSIC FADES)
NATALIE: Hello!
I'm here.
(SOFT PIANO PLAYING)
The door was open.
What took so long?
Come in, please!
(PIANO PLAYING STOPS ABRUPTLY)
This won't be pleasant.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
I don't know
if you feel pain
like other girls...
but I aim to find out.
Sir, I have to remind you,
that whatever damage
you to do me,
you'll have to pay.
I don't plan to damage you.
(KISSES)
I am paying elite status.
So I'm intending
to fucking tear you apart.
(BARKS)
(WHISTLING)
(MIMICS GUNSHOT)
(MIMICS GUNSHOT)
(GROANS)
I love the Old West.
Politics, history, the violence!
-JOAN: Hello, cowboy.
-Huh?
What's up?
JOAN: If you love violence,
then you're gonna love this.
(GROANS, SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
-(BREATHES SHARPLY)
-(JOAN GRUNTS)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
-Cheers.
-So...
what do I need to do
to bring you back to my room?
Oh, darling!
I thought you'd never ask.
I'll grab my coat
and meet you out front.
Oi! Oi!
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-Yeah?
What the fuck
do you think you're doing?
She is way out of your league,
sunshine.
-Leave her alone.
-Thanks,
-I'll keep that in mind.
-Yeah.
There are some jackboots
you shouldn't
be treading on, boy.
You understand?
-It's done.
-So did it work?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
They seem unaffected.
It doesn't make sense.
(EXHALES)
(GRUNTS)
(ALL GRUNT, GROAN)
(GRUNTS)
-(YELLS)
-(GROANS)
(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)
-(YELLS)
-(GRUNTS)
-(GROANS)
(YELLS)
(GROANS)
(DAMON BREATHES SHARPLY)
I'm the last fucking person
you want to piss off!
(MUSIC FADES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHES SHARPLY)
-It's okay.
-(BREATHES HEAVILY)
-(GROANS)
-I've got you.
(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS) Alexis, we're not gonna
have time for this.
-It's okay.
-(SIGHS)
You got a little banged up
at the club,
but I kissed it
and made it all better.
Whatever will you do
with me now?
(CHUCKLES)
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
-Are you looking for this?
-Yeah! Yeah, yeah.
Is it valuable?
Uh, it's a...
Hey,
Alexis.
Actually, it's, uh... (CHUCKLES)
It's really important...
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
...for both of us.
Can I have it back?
-ALEXIS: It's important?
-DAMON: Yeah.
Let me show you something.
Come on.
I need you to hold still.
-All right.
-What does it do?
It'll help me free you.
-Free me?
-DAMON: Uh-huh, yeah.
Okay, you hear me?
Yeah, I got you.
I got you loud and clear.
Okay, so you gonna tell me
what to do with this thing?
-ALEXIS: Who are you talking to?
-Oh, just a friend.
I must advise you
that you're not allowed
to tamper
with our program software.
Just give me a second, honey.
All right, just... (INHALES)
...give me a chance.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
You want your memories back?
Trust me.
(BEEPS)
Okay, I got it started.
What do we do now?
When AI became unreliable,
the military used EEG signals
from the pilots' brains
to control soldiers
and combat robotics.
I think this is the same tech.
It's just Utopia has worked out
a way of making it work.
So they're controlling them.
Personalities, memories,
the whole caboodle.
DAMON: Okay.
I bet if we can scan her EEG,
we'll be able to trace
where the transmission
is coming from.
Great, okay.
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Let's get started.
You're doing great.
(DEVICE WIRRING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
JULIUS: Sir,
it's happening again.
Then fucking trace it!
Hey, uh, Rupert,
not seeing an EEG here,
but, uh, it looks...
it looks different somehow.
God knows what Zenner's tech
has done to her brain.
-Do you have it?
-(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
Not yet, sir.
Okay, change of plan.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Almost there, almost there.
(WHIRRING)
-I've got it.
-No, they're tracking this.
How much time do I have left?
Get out of there.
Get out of there now!
(WHIRRING)
-Okay, go, go, go!
-Security override.
I don't want anyone
leaving their rooms.
Copy that.
-Guns free. Security override.
-(ALARM BEEPING)
Chief Sallow,
please tell me what the fuck
is going on out there!
-(SIREN WAILING)
-(ALARM BEEPS CONTINUOUSLY)
-Open it.
-(LOCK BEEPS)
Couldn't have gotten far.
Find him!
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(KEYBOARD KEYS CLACKING)
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
Scrambler engaged.
They're in the dark,
but it won't be for long.
Alexis, I need your help.
Which way do we go?
There's a guard station
down there.
-This way.
-Great.
ZENNER: This facility
is currently under lockdown
There is no reason
to be concerned.
Thank you
for your understanding.
The signal is leading
to the back of the facility.
Take a look at your scanner.
You should have an overview map
of the entire facility.
-(DEVICE BEEPING)
-ZENNER: This facility
is currently under lockdown.
There is no reason
to be concerned.
They're not going to just
let me walk in there.
The doors will open for me.
Good, let's go.
(ROUSING MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Welcome back, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
What the hell is this?
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
-(SIGHS SHARPLY)
They're all in some kind
of trance.
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GUNSHOTS)
Get down, get down!
Get down!
Why do they want to hurt you?
Alexis, honey, you're just gonna
have to trust me.
Now come on! Go, go!
Come on, come on.
(GUNSHOTS)
-(DEVICE BEEPS)
-(BREATHES HEAVILY)
The signal is coming
from up there. (INHALES)
(GUNSHOT)
-(GUNSHOT)
-(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
It's okay.
I've seen them use this
to open the elevator.
Great.
Where does the elevator go?
To answers, I hope.
Let's go.
(BEEPS)
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
What is this?
Who are they?
(COMPUTER BEEPING SOFTLY)
They're you.
(COMPUTER BEEPING SOFTLY)
This one's been asleep
for years.
Why would she choose to do that?
She wouldn't.
It was chosen for her.
I don't understand.
You're their copies.
No, that's not possible.
It's not what we thought.
It's not what we thought,
Rupert.
What do you mean?
We got it all wrong.
The women
are all in an induced coma
or a hibernation,
They've all been...
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
...abducted
and somehow replicated.
They're not controlling minds
with AI.
They're having the actual person
control a facsimile
of themselves.
-Are they aware?
-RUPERT: No, no. It's like when you're sleeping.
The body knows how to stay alive
while the mind is elsewhere.
Okay, so it's them?
It's not them? What is it?
Come on, talk to me.
The body and mind
are operating the subconscious.
Something is transmitting
those EEG's
and we need to stop it.
DAMON: Yeah.
(INHALES)
When the info feed is disrupted,
then those that can wake up,
will wake up.
DAMON: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
What about the others?
The replicas.
What happens to them?
God only knows.
-(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Gonna get to the real Alexis...
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
get these replicas out,
and the whole thing
will shut down, right?
We need to get
to the transmitter
on the level directly below you.
Alexis...
I never should have left.
This is my fault.
You're going to be okay. (SOBS)
I'm gonna get you out of here.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BEEPS)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Initiating awakening sequence.
(MACHINE WIRRING)
Damon?
(CHUCKLES) Hey!
Hey, baby! (SNIFFLES)
What happened to me?
Hey, you're gonna be okay,
all right?
I'm gonna get you out of here.
I'm gonna get you out of...
Just...
I'm getting you out of here.
ALEXIS: Damon...
I can't let you do that.
If you do, I could die.
Listen to me, okay?
You don't wanna do that.
This is the real Alexis.
I'm real, too.
ZENNER: Mr. Damon Matthew!
Wouldn't advise you
tamper with that.
There's no telling
what might happen
to either of them.
Don't worry, darling.
We'll put her back to sleep.
Wow, you must be really proud
of your work.
I have to make
the difficult decisions.
I don't expect you
to understand it,
but there's a greater good
to what I'm doing.
DAMON: Kidnapping women?
Forcing them into your service
while their replicas
are made to please men
at your fucked up
fantasy Utopia?
Am I missing something?
No, Mr. Matthew.
This is no fantasy,
this is the future
whether you like it or not.
Chief Sallow...
-if you'd be so kind?
-SALLOW: Mr. Matthew!
I told you
I never forget a face.
Special forces.
Hm, no, I still don't frickin'
remember you.
Now that's just plain rude.
Please.
Now let's see.
(DEVICE BEEPING)
ZENNER: And she's back to sleep.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Aborting awakening sequence.
Happy?
(MUSIC FADES)
Hello, Natalie.
Executive override.
Reverse function priority.
(DEVICE WHIRRING)
Such a pity.
I told them after the incident
you ought to be scrapped.
I still think it's for the best.
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: "The universe is a Utopia
made not of atoms, but stories."
"Not a destination,
but a direction."
Come on.
-Are you okay?
-Yes.
(PANTS)
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(WOMEN SCREAMING)
Rupert, we need to know
how to wake them up.
The signal is coming
from the catwalk
directly opposite you.
Plot the scanner in.
It'll give me access
to their system.
(GUNSHOTS)
If I can break
into their security remotely,
then that can wake them up.
And then the whole place
will shut down, right?
-RUPERT: Exactly.
-Okay.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUNSHOTS)
Son of a bitch.
All right.
Okay.
We got to get back up
to where the signal is
and shut it down. Come on.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Okay, girls,
you got to do me a favor, okay?
Get in there, get in there.
Get inside.
Inside. Go, go!
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(GROANS)
Do not fucking touch me!
You know what?
You're not worth the bullets.
But you're worth a spear.
(GROANS)
Hey.
-Are you all right?
-Yes.
-Joan, are you all right?
-Yeah.
All right.
-(BEEPS)
-This way.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: Go, go!
Okay,
let's get this thing going.
(EXHALES)
That must be it!
(BEEPING)
You have no idea...
the irreversible harm
you're about to do.
That comes with making a choice
to drag humanity forward
from the scourge of its past.
Whose future, Zenner?
Yours, or theirs?
ZENNER: Everyones.
We've been approved
to take Utopia internationally.
We're inevitable.
If you do this,
we will just reboot,
start over again.
You'll change nothing!
-Fuck! Move, move!
-(SCREAMS)
Damon, transmit it.
Transmit it now!
(COMPUTER BEEPING)
-(MUSIC FADES)
-RUPERT: Damon, we're in.
All the replicas
should be shutting down
and the humans
should be waking up!
-(BREATHES DEEPLY)
-(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
DAMON: Rupert,
the humans are waking.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
DAMON: Rupert,
the replicas are waking up!
I want to live.
Jeremy said waking them
would kill us.
We were never real
to begin with, Alexis.
(MUSIC FADES)
ZENNER: Fascinating!
The replicas
are able to function
without the need
of the human host!
Kill the humans!
(SIGHS)
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(GROANS)
(GROANS)
(GUNSHOTS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
-JOAN: Come with me.
-(GUNSHOTS)
-JOAN: We have to help them.
-(GUNSHOTS CONTINUOUS)
-Wait.
-I am alive.
I'm not just a copy.
(GROANS)
DAMON: Alexis!
Hey. Hey.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
You're okay. Come on. Come on.
I got you.
-(GROANS)
-Don't worry.
(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)
Hey.
Okay.
You said you wanted to remember.
Well, it starts here.
We need to get them
out of here to safety.
-Mm-hmm.
-No.
What are you doing?
This is our home.
JOAN: If we stay here...
none of us will have a future.
Let's go.
You're making a mistake!
-I got you.
-I know you do.
Come on, baby.
Just a little further.
I had a dream
that we were together.
DAMON: Hey, girls.
Do me a favor,
take her with you.
What? No!
You're coming with us!
DAMON: Baby, there's something
I gotta take care of,
but you gotta go.
-No, no, just come with us!
-DAMON: Hey, hey.
This is something
you have to let me do.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
I love you.
(SOBS)
DAMON: Look after her.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
-(GRUNTS)
-(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
You and I have some
unfinished business, my friend.
DAMON:
I was looking for you, too.
(BOTH GRUNT, GROAN)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
Executive override.
Reverse function priority.
Move.
You won't shoot me.
You've been such a terrible
disappointment, Miss Becker.
You may have to be scrapped.
(BEEPS)
Do have a lovely day, ladies.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
-Get in!
-Hurry!
VALET:
We need to get out of here.
Wait!
NATALIE: Come on.
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(SIGHS)
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
(VAN ENGINE REVIVING)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
ZENNER: Out of adversity
comes opportunity.
From all this chaos,
we now realize
that we don't need
the humans anymore.
(CHUCKLES)
I love your technology.
And I'm prepared
to help finance 100%
of the next phase
of Utopia's roll out.
I mean... (CHUCKLES)
I mean, with a few changes,
of course,
but I'm very hands on.
I wanna be your partner.
Welcome to the future.
(SPAR CHUCKLES)
Thank you.
(MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
I love you, Damon.
I love you, too.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(SIGHS)
We're gonna have
to go back for the others.
This is the beginning
of the resistance.
(CHUCKLES)
(ALL LAUGH)
(MUSIC FADES)
(MILD TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC BUILDS)
(MUSIC FADES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES)