Team... up?
Relax, guys.
Don't worry.
We'll hear you out.
That's right.
Let's work together to ensure we both get what we want.
You kids want to escape.
I want to become the Mother of this House...
To drag Isabella out of here and take her position from her.
Become the Mother?
Just so you know, I'm deadly serious.
I want to escape my current situation too.
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Do you know how management works here?
Girls who meet certain criteria and live until the age of twelve
have two options at the time of their shipping.
Die, or aim to become a Mother.
What are the criteria?
Scores above a certain number and the resident Mother's recommendation.
If you have those, you can live on without having to escape...
If you're a girl.
Only girls?
I would advise against it, though.
You'll end up with a body that can never leave the grounds.
What is that?
I've had a chip implanted in me.
If an adult takes a single step outside a farm,
these chips discharge electricity and stop our hearts.
At the same time, if our hearts stop beating due to some other cause,
they act as transmitters and let the brass know.
We really can't kill any adults, huh?
I can only live on a farm,
so I want the best possible life for myself within these walls.
I want a human life as a Mother, even if it is only pretense.
And Isabella stands in the way of that.
If you kids escape,
she'll be held responsible.
I won't stop you.
Run away.
It'll only benefit me.
You won't ship us out?
I won't.
Let's cooperate!
Team up with me.
Wait.
Let me confirm somethin' with her first.
What is it?
What guarantee do we have that you won't sell us out?
You don't trust me, huh?
Answer me!
It's Ray.
If Ray tells Isabella about this, I'm toast.
On the other hand, I can end him by telling her that he's a double agent.
So neither of us will betray each other.
We can't.
Isn't that enough?
Fine.
Then we have a deal.
I'm also willing to give you any information that only I can provide,
as a sign of our partnership.
Come to my room tonight if you want.
She wants th' best possible life for herself?
Even though she was just like us once?
She doesn't care about our lives at all!
But she said she won't ship us out.
It's not that she won't.
She just can't.
If she really wanted us to escape, she could've helped us at the right time without all of this.
The reason she's blabbing all her plans now is to win our trust.
But what does that achieve?
She wants concrete proof of our uprising.
Put another way,
it means that without decisive evidence, she can't get the brass to believe her.
She probably doesn't have the authority to ship us out, unlike Mom.
Concrete proof...
Hey...
What if she finds the rope you hid in that tree?
No problem.
We can explain that easily, by saying we're using it for a game or something.
But...
If she finds a transmitter- neutralizing device, that's it.
It'll be decisive evidence we can't talk our way out of.
Don't worry.
I won't screw up like that.
Besides, it's not even complete yet.
If we make her think we don't know where the transmitters are and how to destroy them, we'll be fine.
Knowing that Sister, she'll believe us if we play our cards right.
Are you really going?
We're talking about that Sister here.
It's nice that she says she'll tell us anything we want to know, but...
But really, why are we even working with her?
What do we gain from it?
We might gain some useful info, and we can remove at least one thorn in our side.
That'll help us focus on continuing our recon.
It'll be all right.
We've gotta make th' most of every opportunity that comes our way.
Ray.
Got a moment?
I want to discuss our recon plans.
Sure.
Can you two do me a favor?
What would you like to know?
Feel free to ask me anything.
Anything at all? Really?
Yes.
Be it about the farm or about HQ.
Then...
Show us.
Show us th' monitor with th' trackin' signals.
Sure.
Here you go.
Well?
Simple, isn't it?
It only shows present locations, without any identifiers.
So you knew about the transmitters.
Yeah, Mom clued us in.
But we don't know where they are or how to destroy them.
Do you know?
Of course.
They're in the ear.
The left ear, around the lobe.
I don't know how to destroy them, just that they send an alert if they are.
Both to the tracker and to HQ.
You'll have to extract it or cut it off.
But there are hardly any sharp objects here.
There is a scalpel. A surgical one.
We won't have any medicine once we escape.
I don't want to risk excessive bleeding or infections during the getaway.
The infirmary has all the equipment and medicine you need.
Anesthesia, too.
It should be enough for the five of you, I think.
I'lI teach you how to use them,
and I'll give you the key, too.
That solves everythlng.
What next?
How old are you?
Have you been livestock since you were born?
You're asking a lady her age?
Or so I'd like to respond,
but I'm twenty-six.
I was born and raised in this House.
Not here in Plant 3, though.
"Plant 3"?
By the way, Isabella is thirty-one.
I saw her files.
What about the outside?
You've seen it, haven't you?
I haven't.
Oh, did you assume I would say I have, even if I were lying?
I haven't.
But there are humans out there.
We and the brass prepare your meals.
But the clothes and other equipment are delivered from outside by humans.
I saw them just the once at HQ.
Those humans were interacting with Them as though they were equals.
There are people out there who don't get eaten.
Blend in with them.
Does that mean you don't know when th' demons showed up?
The demons?
Oh, you mean Them?
You don't know how the world ended up in this mess?
I don't.
Where exactly is this House?
I don't know.
How's the security?
That I know.
It's nothing special.
There aren't many guards deployed since they trust the transmitters too much.
I don't even think they do regular rounds.
Thank you very much.
Done already?
Yes.
Good night.
So you already knew where the transmitters were and how to destroy them!
You're good!
I see...
I've learned a lot about you.
Words aren't the only source of information, you know?
People are a big lump of information even if they just stand around and do nothing.
Their attitude, sight, blinking,
perspiration, gestures, pupils, and pulse...
They are all hints to a person's psyche.
But look at you two.
You learned that the transmitters were in the ear, but you didn't even try checking.
And even though I gave you a way to get rid of them, you didn't seem at all happy.
Tell me.
Why did you ask about the transmitters when you didn't need to?
Is there something you want to hide from me?
Something you want to keep secret, perhaps?
Whatever.
Have you heard of "Him"?
You haven't, huh?
You want to know, don't you?
I'll tell you next time.
Come by again whenever you want.
Let's chat for longer than we did tonight!
Mom.
Huh.
It doesn't show anything at first?
A camera for your last reward?
I was curious about photographs.
I've only ever seen them and cameras in books,
and to be honest, I also wanted to try developing photos myself...
Wow.
It really is a little snapshot of time.
About the plan...
Is after lunch okay?
Yes, that's fine.
It would seem that the time has come...
Let's go over the plan.
Once we enter free time after lunch, I'll lure Mom away.
Emma and Norman will climb the wall and check out the surrounding area.
Don and Gilda,
be somewhere you can see the House's second-floor south window from.
If things go wrong and I can't keep Mom occupied, I'll give you a signal.
You let Emma and Norman know to stop recon immediately.
We're planning to escape in six days,
but ultimately, we have until January.
Two and a half months until I turn twelve and get shipped out.
If anything goes wrong, stop the recon work immediately.
Everything has to be done in secret.
We have to pretend to be under control.
Don!
Play with us!
Gilda too!
All right! Let's play tag!
Ray, got a second?
What?
The Sister found out we can destroy the transmitters?!
We want to move the escape up.
When can we destroy them?
What's th' big idea?!
With this, we have the last part we need.
We can destroy them anytime.
You look weird.
Meanie!
This is a double-edged sword.
Will we destroy the transmitters and escape first,
or will the Sister use this as proof to sell us out?
Relax. I've already made my move.
Hey, why did those kids try to play dumb?
They actually knew where the transmitters are and how to destroy them.
How did they even find out?
And really, how are they going to destroy them?
Are they going to use some kind of special device?
Wait, did they already make one?
Wouldn't that be conclusive proof?
Is that why they were scared and lied to me?
Time for a raid, then.
Set the table.
I'm hungry.
Now's my chance!
Whatcha doing?
Just cleaning the floor.
Found it.
It's true.
It's really true!
I unexpectedly got my hands on another piece of dirt on Isabella!
Now, how do I cook her up?
If I can talk directly to Grandma or someone and show them this note,
I can get rid of Isabella and become Mother myself, right?
I can ship those brats out, no questions asked, too.
But why?
How did Ray know about this?
Even Isabella shouldn't have a clue.
It's from HQ.
Open it and take a look.
It's quite a shame, but there you have it.
Goodbye.
Today's reddened sky is truly frightening
We would've been so much happier if we didn't know
Before I realize it, another warm light fizzles into the darkness
And with it, the gentle voices we once cherished fade into nothing
Believing in those was all I had left to hold onto
We'll pour our blood, sweat, tears, and determination
Into continuing to live our lives to their fullest
It's too late now to wish for love and happiness
So, move now, these clumsy legs of mine
Break free of this cage to take hold of our bright futures
Make it past our darkest fears and our despair