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- Bet you can't catch me!
- Tegu, stop!
We shouldn't be down here.
- Don't be a baby.
Keep up.
- Tegu.
Tegu stop, Tegu look!
- The Jackal.
I wanna see inside.
- No, come back, he'll
skin you alive and wear
you flesh as a coat.
You've heard what they say.
- Let's see if they're true.
- Come closer.
Here.
Wipe that shit off your face.
Anyone know you're
down here, kid?
- I know who you are, you're
the Jackal, aren't you?
- Is that what they call me?
- After the god of the dead.
- How old are you kid?
- 10.
- Labrynthian years?
- Above years.
- Impossible.
- You remember the red sun?
The desert sky?
- I was born underground.
- By who?
- My mother.
- There's no women
down here, kid.
- She's the only one,
she's a prisoner.
She always talks about you,
ever since I can remember.
Everyone fears the
Jackal, even my father,
they say you're a demon
warrior, a killer.
Is that true?
- The human race is
dead because of me.
- What did you do?
- My name is Jack Deadman.
I'm the last of the human
race, I was their final hope.
And I failed.
The world we once knew
turned to sand and fire.
The stormy sky red as blood
over an endless burning desert.
Men turned to ashes,
water became dust,
and the ever expanding
sun into which our planet
ventured too close, melted
our civilized minds.
The poor burrowed deep
into the ground to escape
the deathly rays and
nightmarish heat,
where they lived like savages
while the rich hunted for
water, relentless and desperate
to save our dying earth.
- All clear.
- Is that it?
- One way in, one way out.
Just like they said.
- Everyone stay alert I want
to get this over with quick.
There could be just about
anything behind that door.
We find the source of the water
we get the fuck
out, are we clear?
- Yes Commander, sir.
Killbride, find out
what we're dealing with.
Can you open it?
- Boys, you might want
to take a step back
and cover those ears.
If you wanted to make
a stealthy intrusion
this is the worst way to do it.
- Open it.
- What the fuck was that?
- Hush, quiet!
Harvs, go take a look.
- You want me to go alone?
- I'll go.
- You stay here,
Deadman, Harvs can go.
Get me the rope.
These tunnels are all
the same you need this
to find your way back.
And Harvs?
You encounter anything
unpleasant down there
just scream and we'll
pull you straight out.
- If I encounter
anything unpleasant, sir,
I'm gonna grease the fucker.
- Harvs, you found something?
- It's a dead end.
Wait, there's a hidden passage.
Get me the fuck out of here now!
- Shit, get him out of there!
Jesus, move, go, pull!
Fuck! Go, go, go, go!
Harvs!
Harvs, run!
- Fuck!
- Now I know why they
call it Labrynthia.
We're in a fucking maze!
- Well how are we
supposed to get out?
- We're not.
Are we commander?
- Does it matter if we get out?
All that matters is
we find the water.
To do that we need to go deeper.
We stick together.
- No Commander.
The walls change again, and
they will, we'll all be trapped.
We fail, the water is
trapped down here forever.
Everyone up there dies.
- Then what do you
suggest, Deadman?
- I'll go, you both hang back.
- No.
We'll stick together.
I'll go, I'm leading
this mission.
- Commander!
Sir, I'm doing this.
- Jack!
- It's final, it'll be worth it.
- Jack!
The rope.
- You hear a scream,
don't come after me.
You run.
For a decade I've
hidden in the shadows.
Trapped down here
with the rest of them,
trapped down here like rats.
- Why didn't you go back?
- There's nothing
to go back to, kid.
Better to stay buried
than face the ghosts
of a fallen world
I couldn't save.
- Is that what I
should tell my mother?
- Tell her...
I didn't know.
- I won't her that
I was actually here.
Hopefully then she'll
still have hope.
- Hope?
Hope died with the planet, kid.
- Jack, even the
rats find a way out.
- So terribly sorry to
bother you, my lordship.
- What did you call me, slave?
- I mean, my excellence,
my almighty god,
my genius, my, my,
- Beauty?
- Oh yes, of course, I was
thinking of it all along,
my most wonderous beauty,
precious daffodils biding
in the sunlight.
- Sunlight!
- No, no, no, a slip
of the tongue, milord.
My beauty, beautiful lordship.
- Shut you sniveling
hole, you filthy dogs bollock!
- Yes I am.
- Share the purpose of
this unwanted disturbance.
- I have bad news regarding
your son, my beauty.
- He's dead?
Finally?
- Not quite,
he's gone.
- Gone?
- He's in, he's
found the whereabouts
of none other than
the mysterious
Jackal.
- Find my son!
Bring him to me!
- Yes of course, sire.
And what reward
is to be given to
the boy when he's found,
perhaps a bottle of water?
- Eat the boy.
- Very good sire,
I love the brain.
- No!
The brain is mine!
- Boy!
There you are you
little blighter!
Come here you
sneaking little worm,
your father's gonna be furious!
Now, now, you cheeky
little cherub,
now don't think I'm
not gonna hurt you
just cause of your father.
He gave the order
to have you returned
by any means necessary.
And I don't think
he's gonna mind
if you're missing a few of
those little white teeth.
Where the bleedin' hell
have you been anyway?
- I was exploring!
And I found the Jackal's lair!
- Oh really?
Who's met the Jackal?
You and your
childish imagination.
- It's true, he lives
down below the pipes.
- The pipe is out of
bounds, now you keep your
disgusting, childly germs
away from our water,
you rat!
You'll contaminate us all!
- I didn't touch the water!
- The Jackal is
just a ghost story
that your stupid
mum told you to stop
you from wandering off down
the tunnels and getting lost.
- My mum is not
stupid, or afraid.
You're the ones who fear him.
- I don't fear nothing.
- Let the kid go!
- Who's there?
Now stop hiding in the
shadows like a coward
and show your filthy mug.
Come on out, like a man.
I don't bite.
- No, but I do!
Run kid.
A ghost story huh?
Unlucky you.
You can't kill
what's already dead.
Don't look.
Take me to her.
You can drive that thing?
- Sure, it's a tunnel racer.
It'll get us there faster.
- How many times you
driven one of these?
- Once.
- Once?
- How many times have you?
- Jack?
- I've got to speak
to the emperor.
- What, may I ask,
do you wish to say?
- Ramses! Show yourself!
- So, the mighty
Jackal has returned.
And what, may I ask,
has beckoned you
to intrude upon my kingdom?
- You've kept something
that doesn't belong to you.
- You are mistaken Mr. Jackal.
Everything from the
brink here belongs to me.
- The boy says you have
a prisoner, a female.
- So after all these
years of silence,
this is what summons
you from your pit?
- Yes, and I'll wait no longer.
- As you wish, Mr. Jackal.
Brogdale, release the female.
- But, but master,
- I said go, you foul beast!
- Jack?
Is it really you?
- My son.
My son.
You should've stayed
hidden Mr. Jackal.
100 liters of water to
the man who brings him
to me alive.
I said bring him to me!
- Jack!
Deadman, stop!
Where are you taking us?
- As far away from
them as we can get.
- You're heading deeper
into Labyrinthia.
- You'd rather I
left you with them?
- Jack, look, you've
been gone 10 years,
you don't know as much
as you think you do.
Ramses, he isn't afraid of you.
And they will catch
us unless we reach
the exit before they do.
- There is no exit
to this labyrinth.
- Well then we're already dead.
Hurry Jack switch, I'm leading.
- Keep driving.
- Jack! Jack!
- Alba, Alba.
Alba.
- How! How did he know?
- What?
- How did my son know
where to find him?
Huh? You lying wolf!
- I swear I never said a word!
- How long have you
been planning this?
How long has he been hunting?
- I didn't do this, I
thought he was dead!
- Don't take me for a fool!
You repugnant bitch!
- You think I would sit and rot
in this fucking cage all
this time if I'd known
he was out there?
- It reeks in here Brogdale,
smells like fish!
Smells all fishy.
- What has she been doing here?
All by herself.
- Does my son know?
- He knows nothing!
- You better pray
he knows nothing!
And you better hope the Jackal
doesn't find out either!
- Jack isn't dumb like
you, he'll figure it out.
I'll make sure he knows.
- And I'll make sure he's
dead within the hour!
And forget about Toga,
from now on he stays
with his father!
- It's Tegu, sire.
- I know the name of my own son,
you terminal, fucking disease!
- Leave my son alone, Ramses!
He's all I live for.
- Brogdale, get
this woman a mint,
a very strong mint.
- Up!
Get up!
Get up!
Get up!
- No!
- Obey your father!
Do not let yourself fool!
This is not about your ability
to stop yourself falling!
It's about your
ability to get back up!
Most of my education, I
learned from my grandfather,
he raised me when my
parents no longer could.
Very wise man, never
liked me even as a boy.
He used to tell me the story,
that deep in the mines where
it was unsafe to venture,
there rested a banshee.
Her screams could be heard
before a tragedy would strike.
As it often did.
He said, those that
encountered the banshee
learned of a mystical
power of which you posess,
anything a person wanted to be,
a miner, a soldier,
a great king,
this banshee could
make you become.
The tale was, of course,
just a big time story
they told to stop
the children playing
in the dangerous mines at most,
but I was fascinated
by the idea of this
fictional power, I
never wanted to be
someone's slave,
hammering tunnels
for the rich and desperate.
I wanted to be better
than all of them,
and though I never
met the banshee,
and most likely never existed
outside that hateful
bastards deluded mind,
I became emperor.
You see, boy, there
is no mystical power
to help you succeed.
I watched as this
world fell to its knees
and begged me to help,
those that didn't join
me turned to ashes.
The entire human race swept away
like tiny grains of sand,
lost in the desert storm.
Silence!
Fools!
Everyone of us, for
fearing this palace insect
strung up before us.
The Jackal is nothing but a
remnant from the old race,
my trophy for the battle I won!
It was his people that forced
us down into the earth,
who made us work day
and night like slaves,
digging, crafting these tunnels,
I saw men drop dead
with exhaustion,
heard the screams of hundreds
as tunnels collapsed.
Cave crashed!
- Stop it!
- I saw their skin
turn hard as stone,
blood to sand and eyes to dust
as the dehydration grew,
as that blazing red star
grew ever closer.
Burnt!
Would they spare us so
much as one sip of water?
Not a single drop!
I drank the blood of
my fallen coworkers,
else I too would've
been bone and dust.
Labyrinthia is encrusted
with those demon spirits
whose remains rest
within these walls,
whose very bones
make up the floor
on which we tread.
- This isn't Labyrinthia.
This is hell!
- No, Mr. Jackal,
this is something far worse!
- Leave him alone!
Leave now.
Before I kill every
fucking one of you!
Jack, you idiot.
Jack, don't leave me.
Don't leave me here alone!
Jack.
I'm not leaving you.
I gotta get us
out of here, Jack.
Okay, it's gonna be
okay, it's gonna be okay.
I promise.
I don't know how people
can live down here.
- They're not people,
neither century.
You okay?
- Yes, Commander.
It's not the mission.
- What?
What?
Alba.
Does Jack know?
Oh god.
Oh Jesus.
Jesus.
You both should've stayed.
- We trained for this and
it means everything to him.
- You need to go back.
Please no, I'm fine!
- What if he dies out there?
- Wait, stop!
- I'm calling it off!
- Please don't!
- Deadman!
Deadman!
Deadman!
- I found the water!
- Deadman, Deadman!
Deadman!
It's Alba, she,
- Alba, run!
- Alba!
- Jack!
- Alba!
Don't let go Alba!
- Jack!
- Hold on!
- I'm sorry!
- Alba!
- Hey, hey, hey.
In training they never
said it would be like this.
Felt the heart back
then, it was trying so
desperately to become something.
I never stopped to
realized it was probably
the best time of my life.
The world was doomed,
Jack, yet life was simple.
We'd fight.
We'd find a way to
victory and if we didn't
well then we'd never know.
- You did this?
- Did the best I could.
- Thank you.
- I miss it, Jack.
The sky.
The daylight.
The fresh air.
Even the heat of
the sun was bearable
compared to this.
I miss believing we
could save the world.
- We were young and stupid.
- No, we were young and brave
now we're old and stupid.
- It's over Alba.
We failed.
- We failed once.
- Once chance was all we had.
- Don't we have the
chance now, Jack?
A chance to get out
of here with me.
Even if we die, even if
there's nothing to go back to
we haven't failed
until we've given up.
And I won't give up.
I am done, I am
done with tunnels,
I am done with a beast of a man,
I am done with darkness,
with chains, with hoping,
wondering, waiting.
I just want to sit underneath
the night sky one last time
and look up at the
starts with you, Jack.
- Psst.
Ugly, ugly, yeah you, ugly.
Come over here.
- Quiet filth, you'll
wake the master.
- Pass me the water.
My throat, please,
it's right there.
I need explosives.
- Cascabell.
- No, explosives.
- Cascabell, the dynamite maker.
- Where do I find him?
- His chamber,
not far from here.
- Do you wish you could
see the sun, Brogdale?
Breathe in new air?
- The sun?
- Help me now and I can
free you from Labyrinthia.
- It's too risky.
- Why?
- There was a group
of bomb makers working
for the military, their
bosses kept demanding
better explosives, more
destruction, more fire,
more death, the power of
what they were creating
wasn't safe, but the
military didn't care.
Until one terrible day
there was an accident,
a fire erupted from
within the facility
and a lockdown was
triggered to contain it.
But the bomb makers
were unable to evacuate,
they were sealed inside
the roaring furnace,
surrounded entirely
by crate upon crate
of the explosives
they had created.
When the fire burned out
and all was smoke and ash,
they returned to the ruined
lab expecting to find the
group of charred corpses, but
that is not what they found.
- What did they find?
- When the bone is burned,
the skin disintegrated
and the blood grew
thick and sticky
and the bone soft
like candle wax.
As they melted in the
heat they fused together
into one monstrous mutation,
a vengeful creature
that came to be
know as Cascabell.
Divine knowledge of
all these bomb makers
made for the most
lethal dynamite maker
in the whole of
Labyrinthia, but now he
works for the master,
even he fears Cascabell.
- I'll do it.
I'll go.
- No.
- Wait, wait.
Maybe Cascabell wouldn't
harm masters own son.
- You can get the dynamite?
- Then be careful and be quick.
- Wish I could've helped, but
you made the right choice.
- I have a bigger task for you.
- You better kill me now
than ask me to do this.
- I'm not asking.
- Beautiful.
- Yes, Brogdale.
How dare you disturb my slumber.
Is this some kind of sick joke?
What are you doing?
- Nothing.
- Nothing?
- Just a spot of spring
cleaning, milord.
- In the middle of
the fucking night?
- One wouldn't
want one's chamber
to become infested
with rats, sire.
- The only rats in this
chamber, Brogdale, is you!
- I'm sorry, master.
- I am not your master,
I am your enemy!
- I got the dynamite
and I got his fire maker.
- Find the tunnel below,
watch out for dripping water.
- Okay.
- Stand far back from the
drips, you understand?
Wait for us there.
Hold this.
- Dynamite isn't gonna
blow open that door,
I've been here ten
years, you don't think
I've tried that already?
Jack?
- We're not getting
out through the door.
Give me the dynamite.
Get back against the wall.
- Jack what are you doing?
- Just trust me Alba.
- Are you okay?
- Brogdale!
Brogdale!
- The master is in the tunnels,
we must hurry or we
trapped in this labyrinth.
- Death blasters.
- That way, quick!
- Mom!
- Tegu!
Tegu!
No, no, no, no, no,
- It's too late Alba, he's gone.
- Get off of me.
- We can't go back, I'm sorry.
- We must hurry.
- We have to go
back he's your son!
He's your son!
I was pregnant before we
entered this fucking death maze.
I couldn't let you
do the mission alone
if they knew I was
pregnant with you baby.
- Does he know?
- I told him every single day.
- Is there a way?
- You'll never make it back.
- But is there a way?
- Of course.
- One, two, three, four, five,
once I caught a fish alive.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
then I let him go again.
Why did you let him go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
This little finger on the right.
One, two, three, four, five,
- Tegu!
- Why did you let him go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite.
This little finger on the right.
Seems they've left
you behind, Tegu.
Left you with your father.
- I am not your son!
- From the moment you
slithered out from
between your mothers
bloody thighs,
you were mine!
I may not be your father,
though not from
my lack of trying,
but your life
belongs to me, Tegu.
I decide when you
sleep, when you eat,
if you live.
If you...
die.
And I've made my decision,
son.
- Tegu!
- Tegu!
- Dad, you came back.
- I'll get you out
of here, I promise.
- You can't, we're trapped.
- No Tegu,
even the rats find a way out,
remember?
Go, quickly, go!
- Not without you, Jack.
- I have to finish this.
- What if you don't make it out?
What if we never see you again?
- Don't look for me,
don't wait for me Alba.
Just promise me
you'll never give up.
Promise me you'll find a way.
- I promise.
- It's too late Jack!
You'll never get
out of Labyrinthia!
- Now it's your turn
Ramses, to watch your world
go up in flames.
- This is it, Tegu.
The old world.
- All this should
be desert and ruins.
- But it's not.
We made it.
Sh, sh, sh, it's
okay, it's okay.
Let mummy see, let me see.
See?
It's not bad, okay?
It's not as bad as it looks.
- It hurts.
- Okay.
- It's bleeding.
- It's okay.
Now look, you've gotta
stay brave, okay?
Okay brave like your father.
Sh, okay, listen,
listen, listen,
we have the whole
earth, just you and me,
the whole world, okay?
Just need to rest.
- What about Jack?
- You feel that?
- It's warm.
- I thought it was
getting hotter the closer
we got to the sun but...
it's cold here.
The heat was coming
from Labyrinthia.
- What about Jack?
What about my father?
- He stayed in Labyrinthia.
He stayed down there, he
destroyed Labyrinthia,
he defeated Ramses so that
we could be free up here.
- So he'll never be with us.
- He is with us, Tegu, okay?
- We should keep moving,
explore what's out there,
in case there's others.
Bad others.
- I think we left all
the bad others behind,
but you're right.
We should keep moving.
- Stop.
Listen, listen Alba.
- What is it?
- There's water, it's
actually running water.
And to think it was right
here, all this time.
Do you know what those are?
- No.
- They're trees.
- What are they for?
- Well when there's sunlight
and water things grow.
Means they can live.
But it means there's a
light here for us too.
You know, when I was a little
girl, I was about your age,
I used to climb all
the way to the top.
I'd race the boys and
I'd win, of course.
- Did you ever reach the sky?
- Clouds are a lot further
away than you think.
Brogdale!
We should get going,
build a fire before
the darkness comes.
Come on let's go
find somewhere safe.
- Do you think there
are others out there?
- I don't know, Brogdale.
There must be if we got out.
- Do you think there
are women out there?
- I hope so.
- If there's none,
perhaps it'd be up to us
to repopulate the earth.
- There will be others.
You know, it was really brave
what you did back there.
I haven't had the
chance to say thank you.
- I wasn't brave.
I was just tired of the
master, I mean Ramses.
Tired of being his slave.
- We were all slaves
in Labyrinthia.
And you had as much of
a hand in our escape
as everyone else.
- I should've killed myself
when I had the chance.
I never believed
we could get out.
Never.
- You took a leap of
faith and it paid off.
- Will Tegu be okay?
- He took a hit by
Ramses death blaster
but he'll make it.
- He's tough, just
like his mother.
- I don't know, another
year in that underworld
and I'm pretty sure
I would've given up.
- I'm glad you didn't.
Believing you could
do, that's why we won.
- If we sleep will
you watch over us?
- I'll watch you
sleep all night.
I've done it many times,
for protection anyway.
I must stay awake.
- Dad?
Dad?
- Seems you were
right about me, Tegu.
- Right about what?
- You believed in me
when I no longer believed
in myself.
I lost hope.
Accepted my fate to
suffer in the shadows
of Labyrinthia for all eternity.
Your intrusion
reminded me of my...
younger, more optimistic self.
I never knew such
hope could exist
in that underground hell.
- What happened to you?
- I foolishly dreamt of
saving the human race,
but if I could save
my family, my son,
then it would be
worth dying for.
Every last tunnel,
destroyed by my hand,
and Ramses, scorched
to dust among
the ashes of his ancestors.
And every man he ever
led to their death.
- And you burnt with him.
- I am sorry Tegu.
There was no other way.
- Where is my son?
Where is my son?
- The boy wandered off!
- Liar!
You're lying!
- He went towards the
river, he went alone
once you were sleeping.
- If you've hurt him, if
you've even hurt a hair
on his head I will carve
your fucking eyes out
and feed them to Brogdale.
- Do you give me the eyes?
- I promise you lady
I've only been watching.
- Watching?
Watching me for what purpose?
What were you gonna do to me?
- I never find people out here.
You're not from the
colonies are you?
- There are other people here?
- Of course, but
not this far out.
- Where, where are they?
- Back where I came
from, my colony.
My home.
There are legends, dark
myths of underground
civilizations, doorways
to hidden worlds
beneath the earth.
There aren't many who
scavenge for things
abandoned from the past,
if you can navigate
the overgrown territories,
all of our histories
scattered amongst
the trees and rock.
- He's not a threat
Alba, he's barely a man.
- These people, your
colony, they'll let us stay?
- If you were peaceful.
- We are peaceful.
- You are?
- I fight to survive
and I fight for my son.
- The colony could
use a warrior woman.
A woman like you.
- I'm a warrior
woman too, sometimes,
well I can be.
Whatever the colony
needs, we have friends
to repopulate the
earth, don't we?
- There are already too
many people to provide for.
- Perhaps just one or two.
- You hold him here
I'm gonna find Tegu,
then you'll take
us to your people.
- Are there women in the colony?
- Of course.
- Are they beautiful like
the feathers of a dove,
floating on a summer breeze.
- Not for you.
We have dogs for that.
- I don't know this place.
- You don't need me.
To be free of the
thought of giving up,
that's enough.
Whenever you hear the wind call,
hear the leaves
rustle in the trees,
know that I'm out here.
- Tegu!
Tegu!
- Time for me to say
a final goodbye, Tegu.
- When will I see you again?
- You won't.
- That was the
last time I saw my father.
In the brief time I knew him,
he taught me many things.
There comes a time
in a boys life
when they have to become a man.
That time brings great fear.
You may try to run from it
and the pain the
change will cause,
the devastation, and in
my case, the ending of an
old way of life, the
fall of our leader Ramses
and the rise of
me and my mother.
With the help of my father
I learned to never give up,
to keep on trying, to reach
my destiny no matter the cost,
no matter the fear.
Now we live in the old world,
to begin a new life now that
we're free from Labyrinthia,
to explore what the future
brings, now that we have one.