Two coffees.
-A break? -Oh, no, it's too busy.
Here you go.
Ready to order?
I want waffles with caramel.
How about you?
We don't have a menu.
What's her problem?
How would I know?
If I had known you worked here…
I should tell her…
what a deadbeat her husband is.
I really should.
But I won't, because I don't want to hurt a kid.
That's good of you.
Our son…
needs surgery.
-In Moscow. It's €10,000. -10,000 euros?
It's experimental.
My brother says he can get us into a trial.
No child support, birthday presents…
-When he was born, I sent-- -"When he was born?"
Okay, you're right.
I don't have it now. Is tonight okay? Are you at the same place?
Good.
Mom…
You loved that lullaby when you were little.
It's not the song, it's your singing.
Who's that?
Sleep well.
He told me everything.
Your relationship, pregnancy.
How he wanted to abort it but you didn't.
"It?"
If your son really is sick, I'm sorry.
But our family won't pay for it.
And if you harass us again,
you'll experience hell, worse than the one you're living now.
It's okay, darling.
"Day nine and bunker life is a lot like life back home…
except that here, we sleep when the sun is shining outside
and we get up when the sun sets.
We wash, we get dressed.
But Mom says that the end of the world is no excuse not to brush your teeth.
Then we have breakfast. The soldiers have brought lots of food.
I like the noodles and hot dogs.
Mom misses vegetables, but I don't.
Then it's time for some physical education.
Mr. Ayaz says it's important to do sports every day.
After sports, everyone gets to work.
The ambassadors, the colonel, and the captains, Sylvie and Mathieu,
work with the other survivors around the world.
They're trying to stop the evil sun, but it hasn't worked yet.
Others take care of the machines
that give us light and keep the bunker cool.
Without them, they say it would be like an oven, so deep underground.
My favorite room is Mr. Horst's laboratory.
He catches rats and puts them outside to see if they survive in the sun.
Mr. Horst pays me two pieces of chocolate for every live rat I bring him."
-What did you say? -What?
Rats carry disease.
Mr. Ayaz says, "A businessman finds a need and fills it."
Keep reading.
"And I'm the only person on Earth
who still goes to school."
"So, I write reports, like this one,
or else I can't go to PE. The end."
-Very good. Well done. -What's that?
-Let's go see! -Dominik, come back!
Mom! Come on!
Don't worry. It's just soldiers smoking in their rooms.
Probably.
Here, Heremans. Under there. Here!
Give them some room.
What did the Colonel say about taking that helmet?
I'm not gonna break it.
Colonel.
What's wrong?
She is.
It was an accident.
She was only trying to help.
All our food is gone!
I was just cooking and he fucked up with the oil.
So I just rushed it in there so it didn't burn the place down.
-Into a room of more cooking oil? -I'm not some chef, am I?
-No, that's right. You're an idiot! -Enough!
No one is perfect.
Sargento. Not even you.
Dominik?
-You're in all this smoke? -It's okay.
Go to our room.
I said go to our room and wait there!
-What's happening, little man? -I miss all the exciting stuff!
It's not all ruined.
But a big portion is!
There was already less because of them.
Heremans, not another word.
He's right, though.
Less food here and nothing from the surface providing nutrition anymore.
-What about those seeds in Norway? -The underground seed vault.
-You said flying was too risky. -Yeah.
-Flying there and back. -Yes, but that was before this.
How long does it take to grow food?
-Radish grows in three weeks. -Radish?
I'd rather starve!
-Radish it is, then. -Quiet!
What's our first step?
Jet fuel, and it has to be underground, like Jakub and I found in Antwerp.
There were fuel trucks at that military base.
Hey! What are you doing?
The trucks will still run?
It's a lower grade of fuel. The sun doesn't impact it.
At least, it didn't before.
It's still dark enough to check.
-I'll come. -No, you watch the generators.
-English! -I'll go look for the trucks.
The seed mission will be manned by Captain Markus…
and Matthew, two pilots, just in case.
They'll be joined by Jakub, our mechanic,
along with Mr. Ayaz…
and Ambassador Bisset.
People don't get to say if they go or not?
It's a military facility under military command.
-Are you threatening us? -Just a fact.
Like the fact you think you decide everything?
No, more like the fact you and your boy consume two rations,
despite doing the least work.
He's a little boy!
Sergeant--
Or like the fact that you, all of you passengers are here as uninvited guests!
This is a military facility under military command.
And when an order is given…
it shall be followed.
Do not speak, sargento.
Horst will work on how we'll grow seeds down here.
Ambassador, I would like…
you and Matthew to check the other survivors.
See if they've reconnected with the cosmonaut.
If so, he will relay the comms from your plane to down here.
If not, we will set a radio man outside during the nights you are gone.
-The cosmonaut's still MIA? -For three days.
But before all of that…
there is one important thing we must do first.
What is that?
Breakfast!
You know I could be leaving any day now.
They have to find fuel first.
There's a scout group checking out a depot tomorrow.
Anyway, you know what I'd regret if I left without?
I hope it's not this food. I'm not sure what it is.
No, it's not that.
I mean, I know the sun sucked all the nutrition out of the food up top,
but we can still eat it, right? I'd kill for some crisps.
Ines…
If I left now,
I'd really regret not getting the chance to see you DJ.
What?
You've been saying for weeks we should have a party.
And I'd really enjoy that before leaving.
-Yeah, we'll see. -Yeah.
We saved you a seat, sweetheart.
I regret telling them I hated military service.
Forget them.
Two years surrounded by idiots, and now this!
Just lay low.
-It's what they want. -Pissing them off doesn't help.
Like with Terenzio.
You headed to the airbase?
I had the wrong keys.
I'm going back tonight.
Good.
This gives me a chance to say…
if you come across Terenzio's body…
Fucking bitch!
Why would I?
Maybe he went to the base, to the plane. Who knows?
If you do find him,
we'll have to manage the news. He was theirs.
His death isn't our fault.
I know that.
The last time we saw him,
he was at the gate.
I know.
-They thought he was an asshole. -He was their asshole.
We need all the allies we can get down here.
Especially Colonel Lom.
One day to pick up the seeds, then we'll be back.
You seem pleased to be leaving.
Zara, it's not that I want to go,
but it'll be safer for everyone, believe me.
I had a dream about Terenzio the other night.
-A nightmare, I hope. -He was knocking on the door.
We wouldn't let him in.
Smart move.
Ever wonder where he ended up?
In Hell.
I wanted to say, it was not my intention earlier
to order anyone around.
Well, you did.
I'm going to find Dominik.
Any advice with her?
You're asking the wrong person.
It's not you or me she's angry at.
It's the stress, the weight of the weeks.
She feels powerless, scared.
It's the fear that we'll never solve the sun problem.
We're working on it.
Us, the Americans, the Russians…
She knows all that in her head, but a mother's heart…
She worries for Dominik, as do I.
-You and her are-- -No, it's not like that.
Sure.
No, it's not.
Well,
you tell me what you like, but I hate to see a man lie to himself.
Did you have kids?
No, not yet.
You?
I did.
Which is why I get her fears.
She won't admit it,
but I know she appreciates having an extra set of eyes on Dominik.
You have a soldier-like demeanor.
That's why I thought you'd be a good addition.
But if you'd prefer not…
-Thank you. -You want to wink at me?
Bastard.
It wasn't a…
-He's fucking with me, you saw it! -It was a joke.
A joke? You like jokes? Wait till I cut your dick off!
No.
Let it go.
Piece of shit.
Go ahead, piss off! Go fuck yourself! Fuck!
Wait up!
Did you know that there is 2,421 steps
from the center of the bunker to the top of the stairs?
You counted?
No, the little boy.
Dominik.
-You're headed to the air base? -That's the plan.
Okay.
I'll come with you.
-Just recon, there's no need. -The need is I could use some fresh air.
Come on.
No cosmonauts.
And we've been unable to connect with the Russians on the ground since yesterday.
The entire bunker?
We've tried video calls, regular calls… every number and email we have.
No one. Nothing.
-It could just be communication issues. -That's what you'd hope.
We're sending a team to Norway, to that seed bunker.
Don't you have months of food?
We did.
Our stock has dwindled faster than anticipated.
Shit.
-What? -Wrong key.
Must be another jeep!
No good either.
How long till the sunrise?
Eighty-four minutes, sir.
Not enough time to fetch the key, make it to the base and back.
Not with 2,421 steps each way.
We'll try again tomorrow.
Based upon the information I'm getting, help's not coming.
Dear Mr. Rat,
I pray you are alive and healthy.
My father always said I was naive.
Don't say you agree.
What is it?
Sorry. Did you say you were naive?
You're far away.
I was thinking about what we'll need for the seeds.
A hydroponic system for sure.
It better grow quickly.
The soldiers are looking for excuses to kill us, just like this rat.
We have enough food for now.
-It'll be close… -"Close?"
They'll kick us out before it's "close."
We have to fix this sun issue
and grow the seeds quickly, without making waves.
Don't tell me, tell Zara.
I heard she gave Lom an earful.
I hope she's calmed down.
Half of them want to cut my throat.
I'll talk to them.
What happens when you leave for Norway?
You know, I heard Lom only picked you because of your good hair.
No, it's because I'm our pilot.
-What's funny? -You reminded me of a joke.
Did you hear the one about the German comedian?
No.
What's a German comedian?
I don't get it.
Internal hemorrhaging,
probably due to gamma radiation.
"Internal hemorrhage probably due to gamma radiation."
It's been the same for months.
Science is slow.
Stop the experiments! I've caught our lucky test subject.
Why lucky?
Look at this winner!
-She's so cute! -Yeah.
She's not for the sun?
Science is brutal.
"Science is slow, it's brutal."
Turns out I hate science.
Good thing you're here.
If not, I think I'd go crazy.
Who says you aren't?
Zara!
-I have good news. -We're going on a holiday in the sun?
I told Lom I wasn't going on the mission.
Why?
Because I love you.
I love Dominik.
I never want to leave you.
Don't say that.
I already did.
Every time
I get close to someone, they disappear.
I won't do that to myself again,
or Dominik.
It's not that I don't have feelings.
I mean, we all have feelings, you know…
Well, Dominik wins.
Don't be upset, Rik.
They come in all sizes.
I know how to catch the big ones.
It's just beginner's luck.
Don't forget, Dominik,
this is all because of the one you caught earlier.
It wasn't a rat, just rat-like.
Yes, but we're all out of "rat-like."
What's this?
Hey, Mom.
You're still touching rats
After I said no?
No, it's my fault.
No. I caught it.
It's actually great fun!
Dominik.
Time for bed.
I use peanut butter to catch them.
Dominik?
Dominik!
-I said you mustn't come in here! -He's getting away!
Get back here! You hear me?
No!
Going out?
I wanted to get an early start on the air base as soon as the sun sets.
Why can I not help but feel that you're hiding something?
Hiding?
Trying to at least.
-I don't know why. -Me either.
Anyway…
Open the door!
Open the door, Ayaz!
-Zara? -Sylvie?
There's no handle this side!
-Tell her to open the door. -There's no handle in there.
She has to turn off the generator.
-What? -The heat inside!
She needs to turn off the generator!
Turn off the generator!
Of course.
Turn it off!
What?
Turn off the damn generator!
Stay by the door.
Breathe under the door.
Dominik.
-There's not enough room! -Keep trying.
Get the keys and flashlights, and get the generator guys here.
Go!
Fuck. Okay, we're getting the keys.
Hang on.
Get Ayaz. He'll know what to do.
-We've never had the key to that door. -Never?
No, we never shut it.
-What's the lock look like? -None of these!
-They need that key now! -And what do you think we're doing here?
Ayaz.
It's just me!
Rik?
There's been an accident.
Fucking door!
Once again!
Try again!
Get back!
Three, two, one!
Fuck!
This won't work. This place is built to sustain a nuclear blast.
There must be 50 centimeters of concrete!
Can we cut around it?
The blowtorch is on the plane.
-What? -We have a blowtorch on the plane.
Zara!
-Zara! -Ayaz?
Zara, I'm here.
Dominik, are you there?
I don't feel good.
It's still very hot in here.
We're gonna get you out!
What is the plan?
You've got a blowtorch on your plane. We're going to get it.
What was that?
It felt like an earthquake.
Those happen around here.
I'll come with you.
I'll come too. I remember where I left it.
Hurry up, guys.
The generator can't stay off for too long.
-Because of the dark? -No, because of the heat.
What?
What's wrong?
We're nearly a kilometer underground,
in what, apparently, with that earthquake is a seismic subduction zone--
We can't worry about earthquakes.
Stop talking!
Go!
No, not earthquakes, the heat.
At this depth, without the air conditioning running,
it'll probably spike 25 degrees down here.
Is that a problem?
Only if you want to live.
How much time do we have?
I don't know. An hour, maybe two?
Don't push it. Be back in 45.
-They've got as much time as they need. -If we overheat, we all die.
-And with the deadly sun-- -Hey!
Easy!
Don't say "die" again!
Ayaz.
No one is dying.
Calm down.
We're going.
I'll drive.
What now?
We find something to ram it with.
On the lock.
Okay, good idea. I'll go.
Zara?
Don't leave us, Ayaz. Please.
I'm not going anywhere, you hear?
Not until we've opened this door.
On the left.
Over there on the left.
What the hell is that?
-Fuck, is that… -Major.
Terenzio!
We don't have much time.
Why is he handcuffed there?
The key.
The key!
Suicide.
An odd place, huh?
Maybe he wanted to help the others, but didn't trust himself to stay.
-What? -He must've stayed to help the others.
That doesn't sound like Terenzio.
Colonel, if we don't get that blowtorch, we're all gonna end up just like him.
So Terenzio was a hero?
Apparently.
We need to go.
What do you say, Jakub? Was Terenzio a hero?
A hero, my ass.
But Sylvie's right, we have to go.
We need to go!
Open the gate.
It won't stay open on its own. It'll close when we pass.
So we'll open it, and then cut its power.
-Yeah? -Good idea.
Again! Harder!
Tell me, Mr. Ambassador.
Harder!
I feel for them in there, I do,
but we can't sacrifice everyone for two people.
What are you saying?
Let's say…
Zara and Dominik are the least--
Don't even say it.
If we don't find a way into that room,
they'll have to turn the generators on.
And kill a little boy?
I had a little boy.
Harder!
Milo, in Madrid.
He was four years old.
I didn't get to say goodbye.
I didn't know, Mr. Ambassador.
If we die,
then he died for nothing.
I won't let that happen.
Not ever.
Why was he handcuffed?
He was handcuffed when we got off the plane. He had tried to kill Ayaz.
So guilt drove him to suicide?
I don't know! He didn't act too guilty!
-Who? -Terenzio.
What the fuck is that?
Fuck!
It's not gonna work.
With the blowtorch, it will work.
They have big shells out there, .50 caliber.
What if we tape some shells together and detonate them?
-No. -It'd blow the door right off.
There are 1,500 liters of diesel in there. We'd all burn.
The blowtorch. They'll be here soon.
Fuck!
What happened here?
I need some water.
What's wrong?
I'm thirsty, Mom.
-Water! -How are you going--
Get me some water!
Here!
Fuck!
What happened here?
-Oh, God. -What?
Dominik's battery is low.
-Where's the charger? -In our room.
Slow, steady breaths, baby.
Come on. Slow, steady breaths.
An earthquake?
The torch must be in a thousand pieces!
How will we get the seeds now?
Blowtorch. Seeds.
We've got a bigger problem staring at our faces.
This wasn't caused by an earthquake.
It was a goddamned missile.
Fuck. Fuck, I can't believe it.
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