The DUST Files "World of Tomorrow Vol. 1" | DUST

(dramatic music) (tense music) (siren wailing) (blades whirring) (leaves rustling) (electronic beeping) (electronic beeping) - [Woman] This can be disastrous for our plan. Head office is coming any minute. Let me see her. - [Man] This the best programmer we have. She's doing a scan right now. I don't know. This has never happened before, so we're just-- - Is this it? If this isn't sorted out by the time my phone rings, we are pulling our investments. - Scan's done. No anomalies in the aid code.

It wasn't a program misfire. - See? Now can I please see Addy? - Hang in there, CC. This is just so, our nannies aren't violent. It couldn't have been her fault. - You mean your fault? - I was protecting Addy! - These things record footage, yeah? - Yeah. (computer beeping) - Earlier, I need to see the lead up. Stop! Start there. ♪ Darkness cannot get here fast enough ♪ ♪ La luna ♪ My moon-a ♪ Come down, come down ♪ My moon (soft music) - I love you, CC. - I love you too, my little one. Night nig

ht. (steps thumping) (electronic whirring) (door closing) (glasses clinking) (water running) (Lena sighing) - Lena, please keep the noise down. - [Lena] Shit! - Addy's sleeping. - Sorry, I. She's asleep already? I wanted to give her a kiss goodnight. - Her bedtime's 7:30. - Well, it's just past. I'll pop in quick. - Lena. Addy needs her sleep. And you've been drinking. It's best if you don't go in. - I've had a rough. Okay, just show me the highlights then, please. - Of course. (somber music) (w

ater running) (electronic beeping) (soft music) Good morning. (laughing) You can't sleep. Are you okay? What happened today? - I got fired. Replaced by an AID. - Oh. I'm sorry, Lena. I know how hard you were working. - F*** them, I was keeping up. - [CC] Your favorite, isn't it? - [Addy] Thank you. (speaking foreign language) - [CC] Good. (both laughing) Who's that in the picture? - [Addy] Me and you. - [CC] That's me and you? Wow! Good job! There's nothing more you could have done. AID workers

are better suited to some jobs, and when they are, it's just best to let them take over. ♪ My moon-a ♪ Come down, come down ♪ My moon - I love you, CC. (dramatic music) - I love you too, my little one. Night night. (electronic beeping) (knife chopping) - Is that Adelaide's snack for tomorrow? I'll do that. - No need, I know how she likes them. - It's carrots, I can do it. - I'm quicker too. You get some sleep. You need your rest. - No, it's fine, just let me do it. - They're already done. - You

bought Prosper juice? That's way too expensive. - Prosper's the best. Addy deserves the best. - Well she'll survive on something cheaper. - Lena, is this about you losing your job? There's no need to sacrifice Addy's wellbeing. - I am not! Just no more Prosper juice. Okay? - Lena, please put down the knife. You're not in a stable frame-- - I'm fine! (somber music) - Yes, why? - What? Well I have more free time, so I can look after Adelaide myself. - No, you can't. - Excuse me? - Addy needs me. -

I may not be the best mom, but I'm okay. She'll be fine without you. - Are you sure? Do you know what she's most afraid of? - The dark. - Jellyfish. But it's not the sting she's most afraid of. It's the slime. I remember everything she's every said. I have knowledge that would take you lifetimes to learn. I can identify a sickness and stop it in its tracks. If she runs out in front of a car, are you quick enough to get to her in time? Strong enough to keep it from crushing her? Okay is not good

enough. Not when Addy can have the best. I know how to keep Addy happy, healthy, and safe. You don't even know the best juice to buy. - I'm her mom. She's my child, and I know what's best for my child. - Where are you going? - To kiss my daughter goodnight. - I can't let you do that. (hand thumping) Lena. Lena, please try to calm down. (Lena struggling) - Call Clover Hill Nanny Agency! - I can't let you do this to Addy. (ominous music) - This is Lena Howard. I would like to shut down my AID. Ye

s, I'm sure. Her registration number? It's um, AID, (Lena grunting) AIDCC280. (Lena gasping) - Addy will be better off with me. - [Addy] CC? - Addy, honey. We have to go now. (somber music) (phone ringing) - What did I just see? - She's programmed to make the best choice for the child. She thought she was the best choice. - We all know that the best can be programmed and reprogrammed. A shortsighted mistake in programming doesn't have to cost us. Does it? You can fix this, right? - Yeah. - No, i

t, it wasn't a mistake! - The mother? - Well, if she survives, we can offer her compensation to keep her quiet. And we can always turn this thing on her if we have to. - You found what you needed! I get to see Addy now! Please! You promised! Let me see Addy. - Oliver, showing emotion is just a tool for her. She'll be fine. (mouse clicking) (electronic beeping) (soft music) - Where's CC? - Hey, Adelaide! Don't worry, I'm gonna be okay. We're gonna be okay. (light music) ♪ Luna ♪ My moon-a ♪ I'll

stay asleep til dawn ♪ La luna ♪ My moon-a ♪ Darkness cannot get here fast enough ♪ ♪ La luna ♪ My moon-a ♪ I'll stay asleep til dawn (dramatic music) (heavy music) - You are being watched. But if you're not doing anything wrong, doesn't matter, does it? If I know your face. You must have done something, and I will find you. That's what I do. (gentle music) (earth rumbling) (singing in foreign language) (mouse clicking) - [Computer] Match identified. Please enter location code. (keyboard clackin

g) (electronic beeping) Location code accepted. (ominous music) - [Agent Williams] Where is that? - It's in east direction. - [Agent Williams] Is it in the webs? - Pretty sure, yeah. Oh, cheers. - Did you see the new high priorities today? - Yeah, got 'em. - So we're gonna be concentrating very hard, aren't we? - Idle hands. What did they do? - What? - What did they do to get on the high priority list or whatever? - Nothing specific yet. - Oh. - So, get back to it, then, yeah? - But, I mean, som

e of these people don't look very. Look how old this dude is. He's old. - Well, this guy's a serious threat to national security, otherwise he wouldn't be on there. Trust me. - Okay, but then, who gets to decide he, bye. (electronic buzzing) (birds chirping) (ominous music) (lighter flicking) (foreboding music) - [Computer] Rest time exceeded. Please continue. Rest time exceeded. Please continue. Rest time exceeded. Please continue. Rest time. (earth rumbling) - What are you doing? - Don't worry

. She's not on the list. - Then why is she on the screens? Oh, you've got to be kidding. - [Scott] I draw lots of people. - Yeah, and who else have you missed? - Haven't missed anybody. - Well, now you've got to watch the last 24 hours. That puts us a full two days behind. - I haven't missed anybody. Stop it, can you stop it? - Do you not understand how important this is? - No, not really. You don't tell me anything. - Okay, well, you need to stop asking questions. - Look, it would really help m

e just to know that I'm not sending people to some sort of concentration camp. - Well, if you keep this up, you'll be going somewhere much worse. - What, worse than a concentration camp? - I'm not joking. - Yeah, I know, you never do. - Scott. - Can I have a cigarette, please, just a really quick one? - No, I've got a really important meeting in five minutes, and you better hope that you don't come up because you are on thin ice right now. - Oh, really, really? Sorry. Oh, sorry, what was my faci

al rec score again? 90%? Maybe you need me more than I need this job. - Is that right? - Yeah, maybe. - Well, that's really interesting. - Yeah, it is, actually. (earth rumbling) (electronic buzzing) (mouse clicking) (computer beeping) - Match identified. Please enter location code. Please enter location code. (keyboard clacking) (electronic beeping) Sorry, I didn't get that. Please enter location code. (electronic beeping) Sorry, system override. Case escalated to supervisor. (tense music) - F*

** this. Agent Williams! (hands pounding) (computer beeping) - IT department, please. - I wanna get out! (ominous music) What? (Scott panting) (computer beeping) - Seems to be working all right. - Well, check him again. His recognition rate dropped this week. (earth rumbling) - Might be one of the soft ones. They tend to drop off a cliff after a while. (ominous music) (computer beeping) - What? What? What, I don't, I don't understand. I don't understand, I don't understand. (tense music) - Well,

I haven't seen that before. - Well, he can't wake himself up, right? - No. No, don't think so. - Wake up. Agent Williams! Agent Williams! No, no. (discordant music) (Scott screaming) - [Computer] System error. System error. System error. - Fix it! - System error. System error. - Yeah, I know what to do. - Make it stop! Please! - What are you doing? - I'm gonna force a reboot. - Oh my God, that is your answer for everything. - System error. (plug snapping) (plug clicking) (machinery humming) - I

s that it? (button clicking) (electronic beeping) - Yeah, he'll be all right. (gentle music) - [Scott] You're being watched. and I know your face now. I think they're watching me too. But I will find you, right after I find myself. (singing in foreign language) (dramatic music) - [M.A.R.C] T-Minus 15 seconds and counting. (electronic beeping) Guidance is internal. Ignition sequence starts. - [Lilian] 10 away. Let's go home. (soft music) - [M.A.R.C] Five, four, three, two, one. Boosters ignited,

we have lift-off. - [Lilian] Control, this is Bravo 2. All engines look good. Begin. F***. What's that? Diagnosis, now! Main engine failing, diagnosis. - [M.A.R.C] Manual override engaged. - [Lilian] We need to eject. Eject now! (rocket exploding) (wind gusting) - [M.A.R.C] Lilian? Your breathing is irregular. Lilian, do you copy? - Call Alpha, update them. - [M.A.R.C] Lilian, are you feeling okay? - What do you think? Update Alpha. - [M.A.R.C] Alpha isn't reachable. - What do you mean? - [M.A.R

.C] The data-link in your shuttle isn't responding. (Lilian grunting) - The departure failed. - [M.A.R.C] I'm afraid so. There was an electrical malfunction with the boosters. Is there anything I can do? - Where's the ship? - [M.A.R.C] Looks like the crash is located a quarter mile southeast. - Quarter mile, okay. (eerie music) Oh, God. Oh, my arm. - [M.A.R.C] Are you okay? - Well, it feels disconnected. Is it broken? [M.A.R.C]- With communications down, your medical module is limited. - And my

samples? Do you think they could still be intact? - [M.A.R.C] I'm sorry, I don't know. - Right. Southeast? - [M.A.R.C] Yes, looks like 90 degrees clockwise. Your three. (eerie music) - Okay. (wind howling) - [M.A.R.C] Lilian? - Yes? - [M.A.R.C] There is a problem with your oxygen. - Are you able to diagnose it? - [M.A.R.C] There is a rupture in the tank. Movement is only going to irritate the breach. - Well how much oxygen do I have left? There's probably no hope of communication until we reach

the ship. - [M.A.R.C] 33 minutes standing still. With movement, less than 30% of that. - F***! - [M.A.R.C] Talking reduces oxygen capacity. - Okay. (sand crunching) (discordant music) - [M.A.R.C] 150 meters. - The samples? - You should find fresh oxygen first. - Where are the goddamn samples? - [M.A.R.C] The mission package is located at the near side of the main wreckage. (electronic beeping) - Now fresh oxygen. - [M.A.R.C] I can't see it. Oxygen located, five meters ahead. Near the wreckage to

your right. It's obscured. - F***. - [M.A.R.C] Monitor your breathing. - There should be another spare on board right? - [M.A.R.C] Yes, to your left, another three meters. It's wedged behind the engine. Careful. (earth rumbling) (air hissing) Lilian. (Lilian grunting) - How much time? - [M.A.R.C] Just under four minutes. - Then there's nothing. - [M.A.R.C] Try to conserve your oxygen. - This is why we're here. They may be able to retrieve the case, if I could ensure its safety. (electronic beep

ing) (soft music) It's beautiful, isn't it M.A.R.C? - [M.A.R.C] It sounds like you genuinely think so. - What can you tell me? - [M.A.R.C] Two minutes. - God. - [M.A.R.C] What? - Can you read me a poem? Maybe sing me a song? - [M.A.R.C] What sort of song would you like me to sing? - Nothing. - [M.A.R.C] Battery critically low. - What's going on? - [M.A.R.C] I'll have to shut down soon. - I understand. (alarm beeping) It's green and red. How can it be green and red at the same time? - [M.A.R.C] C

onserve oxygen. - I just, I just wish, M.A.R.C? I can't stop thinking. I feel like I should be able to stop now. And you know all I can think about is gardening with my mother. And that's. Can you help me? I'm so tired. I feel like I just wanna close my eyes, but I won't. I will keep, I will keep on. You know, for a long time, for my whole life really, I was happy. And proud of who I, or what I was. And then one day, I, it wasn't one day, but it felt like one day, It just changed. And that day I

just, I knew that I could only live in my work. And all my relationships, I'd just neglect. Somehow, I became cold. And I realized maybe that everybody feels this way, but I don't even remember how it felt. How do I feel, what do I feel? Sometimes, I feel separated. If you touch me, you won't know what you have done to me, all of it. (Lilian crying) I'm sorry. (wind howling) (somber music) (dramatic music) - Fifty years ago, the world in ruins, fossil fuels exhausted, the sky thick with the was

te, and fallout of an arrogant society. Then from the darkness emerges Luma Corp, the shining savior of humanity. A new discovery, a method of turning color to energy. With a clinical source of power, the City of Prism is formed and society flourishes. It's important to do your part, to keep our city running. A good citizen of prism, pays their Color Tax. Those who refuse steal from us all. Follow the example, of the heroic desaturators. Sign up today and keep our city shining. (slow dramatic mu

sic) (dramatic cello music) (electronic hum) - Dan. Have you been drawing again? - No, Lars. - I'm relieved. It would be very disappointing. If a desaturator was found to be stashing, undeclared color in this time of great need. You seem troubled, Dan? - I'm fine, Lars. - I will have to escort you to The Tower tomorrow after we complete our collections. (laser gun noise) (crackling noise fades) - So we... We're done here? (low humming) (electronic low chimes) - Fingerprints, please. - Of course.

- Luma Corp thanks you and reminds you that your contributions, power the city. - Thank you. That was our last collection for today. (dramatic cello music) (low whirring noise) (dramatic music) - [Female Voice On Speaker] Luma Corp employees are reminded to never to point their Luma extractors towards any Luma power device. No Luma extractor beyond this point, - Excuse me sir. - A reminder to our Luma Corp employees to take great care and never to point their Luma extractors-- (indistinct chatt

er) - I was going to declare it, I swear. I'm loyal. I'm not a stasher. How can you fire me for that? I paid all my debts. No, no. (electronic blast noise) (foreboding music) - [Female Voice On Speaker] Welcome to Luma Corp. Lighting the way for a brighter tomorrow. Luma Corp keeps you and your family safe. All thanks to our patented extraction process which converts color into the usable energy... - Dan... I must be frank with you. Your reports are... well... less than desirable. - Last time I

checked, my desaturation rates were within the acceptable range this quarter. - Yes. Your extraction rate is fine. It's rather your outlook, we're worried about - My outlook? Okay. - You are a desaturator. You are expected to relinquish all color assets as an example to our society. Hoarding color would constitute a breach in contract. We're transferring you to the outer precincts. - What's the outer precincts? - Nowhere. Is there a place that serves as a better reminder of the importance of wha

t we do? Try to see this as a chance to enhance yourself, Dan. Oh, and Dan, this is the second time we've called you in. There won't be a third. (melodic chimes) You're free to go. (scoffs) And Dan? Remember Luma Corp is always by your side. (dramatic cello music) (high-pitch whirring) (electronic hum) (creaking noise) (knocking on door) - This will be our third attempt to collect from Mr. Thompson. (knocking on door) - Department of Desaturation, please answer the door - [Lars] Dan, if he does

not comply please be prepared to settle the debt. - Sir, if you don't answer the door I'm gonna have to force entry. - That would be a bit rash now, wouldn't it? - Hi. I'm Dan Warner. I'm with the Department of Desaturation. - I know, I know. I haven't seen you before. You knew here? - Oh yeah. - Well... welcome. So who's your friend? - I am Lumina Assessment and Reporting Sentinel. - Very fancy. - Sir. You've been late on your contributions for two months now. Okay, now we can't let you keep li

ving here without paying your contributions. - I know. I know. But I'm afraid you boys have cleaned me out. You've searched my home twice already. - Well, I'm sorry, sir. But I'm required to do so again. - Alright, come on in. - Thank you. - Lars, initiate Lumen scans. - Are these yours? - Yeah. Not what they used to be, but you should've seen 'em then. Now that one there. (chuckles) this bench used to be the most exquisite red. I was always very fond of that effect. - Do you have any recent wor

k? - No. I can't afford it. Pack of pastels is worth more than gold nowadays. - What about charcoal? - Not since... Anna. - Your wife. - Yeah. Not much inspiration nowadays. It's hard to be a painter when there's worth painting. - Lumens detected. - Your machine must be broken. - There are no faults in my machinery. (dramatic music) - Careful with that! (crumpling noise) (dramatic music) - Total Lumen count is 50,275 at it will satisfy the debt of 16,000. You are clear for desaturation. - I mean

, this is more than enough to pay your debt. This will pay your contributions for months. - I don't care about the debt. - In accordance with Prism Law. Every citizen must pay their debt if capable. - Lars. Remember Dan, you are under assessment. Defying your duties now would be detrimental to your position in the company and your wellbeing. (warning sirens) - Please. - Don't. Dan, don't do it. (suspenseful music) Don't. - I'm sorry. I mean I don't have a choice - Please. (laser gun noise) No! (

sorrowful music) (mournful cries) (distant warning sirens) - Dan, you must obtain the citizen's identification. If you don't do, as I say, I will have to report you, Dan. You've been given many chances. I know about the pastels, Dan. As you continue to draw at night, you are not fit to bear the honorable title of desaturator. Did you really think-- (laser gun blast) (low whizz) (electronic zaps) - Edmond? They'll be coming after me. I shouldn't have these. (low rumble) (loud bang) - Dan, you con

tinue to disappoint me. I didn't think you capable of such a violent behavior In accordance with Luma Corp regulation, you are charged with conspiring against the City of Prism, destruction of the Luma Corp property, and color stasher. I have no choice about to eliminate you. - Stand down, Lars. Stand down! - I'm sorry Dan. (suspenseful music) (foreboding music) (foreboding music fades) (low indistinct chatter) - [Female Voice] Dan Warner, please submit. Do not attempt to flee. (dramatic music)

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