The last fragment of a once living planet.
Its body blasted into dust by the madness of its own inhabitants
while its head was cursed to rove aimlessly through time and space,
screaming in pain and sorrow...
In legend and in fact it is known as...
Metal Hurlant.
Where am I?
You're in my bomb shelter.
You're our neighbour!
Who my dad is always arguing with.
- Mr Davis. - That's right.
I don't understand. Why am I here?
There's no way I can soften this.
About four hours ago, a warning went out.
A barrage of nuclear missiles was headed toward us.
I knew I had to get in this shelter
and when I stepped outside I saw you in your yard.
Wait a minute.
- You... You hit me! - Yeah.
I'm really sorry about that, but there was no time to explain.
And even if I had, you might not have believed me, or...
run off to find your family.
- Dad! - No. Jen! Jen!!
Jen, you can't open that door!
Stop! You don't understand! Jen! Jen!
Listen to me.
The missiles have already hit.
They're dead.
Everyone is dead.
Everyone?
It's OK, I know it's a lot to take in.
Why don't you sit back up?
Uh, I'll get you some water.
I, I know that it's a lot to take in, but...
You...
You have to stay calm.
Just take whatever time you need.
Because time is the one thing we have plenty of.
I'm sorry if I kept you up last night.
Oh, it's all right.
Do you feel any better?
Just numb at this point.
What about us?
- Are we safe in here? - Uhm...
We're 10 feet under ground.
The walls are concrete and lined with led.
As long as that door remains closed...
the radiation can't get to us in here.
And now that I've set the locks - the door...
only opens from the inside, so...
We're safe.
If we're in here, how do you know the bombs went off?
Maybe it was a hoax?
After I got us in here, I've... turned on the radio.
I was praying it was just a hoax.
I listened to the reports as the first missiles hit...
After one station stopped broadcasting, I s... scanned until I found another.
Eventually, all the reports... stopped.
Have you tried today?
- Well, no. - Maybe somebody's broadcasting again.
Places the missiles didn't hit, people in shelters, like us.
I don't know.
How does it work?
Well...
You can, uh...
scan for frequencies using this... these knobs.
And you can also send out messages using the microphone.
So if someone is out there, I can speak to them.
Yeah.
Thank you.
There has to be someone out there.
And I'm gonna find them.
Sure, you will.
Is anyone out there?
Do you read me?
Is anyone there?
If you're there, please respond.
Do you read me?
Jen?
Dinner's ready!
If you're there, please respond.
You really need to eat.
I miss you.
Is anyone there? Do you read me?
I must be doing something wrong.
I went up and down the dial endless times, and no reponse.
- Everything looks all right. - I'll keep trying.
No, you've tried enough for one day. You need to eat and get some rest.
There really could be no one out there.
I'm sorry.
I know the last thing you wanted was to be trapped down in here
with your creepy neighbor.
You're not creepy.
I'm sorry, my dad called you creepy.
- Oh. - He was overprotective.
He loved you. That's what parents do.
You're the one who saved me.
I know, I've been an emotional wreck. I...
I just need some time to myself to...
process all of this.
Probably wanna take a shower and get some rest.
You will sleep on the bed, I'll take the sofa.
Thank you.
Mr Davis?
Oh, I can't believe I slept so late.
You obviously needed it. How'd you feel?
Better. It's still overwhelming.
But I'm not as exhausted.
Well, now what you need is some food.
Mr Davis...
- Can I ask you a question? - Go ahead.
Why did you build a bomb shelter?
I built it for my wife.
She, um...
She was a beautiful and intelligent woman.
Uh... but she worried about things.
A great many things.
Things that we as individuals have no control over.
Is that why you built it? To make her feel better?
Huh.
So she knew
we had some place safe to go if the missiles were ever launched.
I never thought, I'd actually use it.
What happened to her?
Her worries got to be more than... building a shelter could alleviate.
You know, we got to the point where...
she lived her life afraid of everything.
She never left the house.
We... We tried doctors and...
you know... pills and...
but in the end, it was, it was just too much for her.
You know, she took too many of her pills.
I think about her every day.
I'm so sorry.
Yeah. Actually, I think this is doing me some good.
When you, you lose your wife, you...
People start to look at you differently.
They either pity you or judge you for not protecting her.
And, uh... in both cases they stop talking to you.
Friends, uh... colleagues and neighbors.
As if the loss of your loved one wasn't enough.
Is that why you and my dad fought?
No. That was a different reason.
Your father saw me like that once staring at you.
And all he saw was a...
creepy older man looking at his daughter.
Really?
And from that point on he was wary of you?
Mhm.
- Shit! - Oh.
Didn't burn you, did it?
No, I...
I... I don't have anything to change into.
Hold on. You're the same size as my wife was.
She's got a box of her clothes over in the corner there.
Must be something you can change into.
- OK. - I'll show you.
Messy.
It's over here.
The stuff has been here for a while, but, uh...
You should find something that works.
I'm gonna leave you alone.
My dad should have got to know you and heard your story before he judged you.
Well, I wasn't exactly inviting him over to tea.
I got very closed off after my wife died.
Didn't really talk to anyone.
You're talking to me.
Yeah, it took the end of the world to get that to happen.
I hope you don't mind.
I had to try it on.
You look amazing.
I wish I would have had this to wear to my prom.
Jen.
They're gone.
Nothing will ever be the same again.
You know, one thing I can do to... that would always cheer my wife up...
was to... play some music and dance with her.
#'When You're Smiling' by Louis Armstrong
Music was emotion, she said.
Good and bad.
And... the best way to deal with pain and with loss...
is to add your emotion to the music, and...
and let it all flow together.
And when all that emotion comes together, it creates passion.
And... people can always use more passion.
♪ When you're smiling
♪ The whole world (smiles with you)
Your wife sounds amazing!
She was.
- Mr Davis, I... - Please call me Brad.
I'd rather die.
You saved my life!
♪ But when you're crying
It's OK.
♪ You bring on the rain
♪ So stop your sighing, baby.
♪ And be happy again
♪ Yes, and keep on smilin'
♪ Keep on smilin', baby
♪ And the whole world smiles
♪ with you
Jen, wait.
I don't think we should do this.
Please.
I just got to feel something else.
I just need to feel alive.
Do we have any tea?
Yeah. Um...
In one of the boxes on the shelf in the pantry.
Great. I'll go make us both a cup.
You really should've labelled all of these.
Wait! Let me find it for you.
It's OK. I need to find where everything is.
I'll be down here a while.
Oh my God.
It's me.
They're all of me.
- What the hell are these? - Uh...
Just calm down, please. Let me explain.
Like you explained kidnapping me. Like you explained knocking me out,
keeping me in your bomb shelter!
This is just some sick way of you getting me into your bed!
- No, I swear. - You got what you wanted, you sicko.
- I'm calling the police. - No! You can't open the door, Jen.
I know what this all looks like, but I'm telling you the truth.
Can't you see? I love you.
My dad was right about you all the time.
No! Jen, stop it! Jen!
You kidnap me! You tell me my parents are dead.
This is your idea of love?
No wonder your wife killed herself.
You're a psycho.
Damned psycho! Keep me trapped!
Psycho!
Damned psycho! Trying to keep me trapped.
Oh my god.
What've I done?
I'm sorry.
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