The City is under corporate siege. A result of crony capitalism run-a-muck. An environmental Fallout, caused by the Company's reckless practices, poisoned the water supply and left the poorest citizens to experience slow and agonising deaths. To maintain order, the Mayor employed a private military to secure the borders. No one enters. No one leaves. On the other hand, the City's wealthiest elite may depart and return when necessary. Through a complex database of the tightest security, they carry Letters of Transit, allowing free passage to seek medical or financial help. Though, a black market has spawned in the Underground. Detlef Dos Santos, a crime boss, now provides a dubious route of escape for the City's most vulnerable and desperate. On the odd occasion, his method of departure is used by non-compliant upper class citizens - millionaire conscientious objectors of the Company and the Mayor. Written by
The long take clocks in at 79 minutes. It was the only take shot and used. See more »
This is it.
No, at the pub at the end of the street. Yes, through here.
Who goes first?
[Zoe thinks then counts with her finger, indicating a choice between Sylvester or Bethany]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.
[Then she stops, but before landing on either of them, she twists her index finger to herself]
Me. I go first.
[Zoe giggles then kicks the door open]
Brace yourselves girls. 99 percent of escapees die down here.
[Turning to Bethany]
She's having a laugh.
No I'm not. Quick. Inside we go.
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