Starring: Vin Diesel, Guy Pearce, Eiza González, Sam Heughan, Toby Kebbell, Lamorne Morris, Talulah Riley, Alex Hernandez, Jóhannes Haukur Jóhannesson
OUR RATING: ★★½
Fantasy action based on the Valiant Comics character of the same name, directed by Dave Wilson. The story centers on former soldier, Ray Garrison (Vin Diesel), who after being killed is brought back to life with technological upgrades, filling his body with billions of nanobots. This allows him to be the perfect soldier by healing from injuries, shapeshifting and even interacting with technology. As Ray first trains with fellow super-soldiers, he cannot recall anything from his former life. But when his memories flood back and he remembers the man that killed both him and his wife, he breaks out of the facility, hellbent on revenge, only to discover that there’s more to the conspiracy than he originally thought.
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[to his team of marines]
Ray Garrison: No mission too difficult, no sacrifice too great!
Marines: Duty first!
Gina Garrison: You think someday, just once, you could come back in the same shape you left?
Ray Garrison: You don’t like my scars?
Gina Garrison: I don’t mind the scars. I just don’t like the stories they tell.
Ray Garrison: You know the funny thing about the stories they tell? They all end the same. I always come home.
Gina Garrison: Just saying, at some point, your body can’t do this forever.
Ray Garrison: Are you questioning what my body can and can’t do?
Gina Garrison: Well, maybe I just need a little reeducation.
[after Ray and Gina are are attacked at home and Ray wakes up to find himself tied to a chair]
Ray Garrison: Who are you?
Martin Axe: Who am I? I’m the bloke that ruined your vacation. Name’s Martin Axe. So that’s one for you. Now, one for me. Who tipped you off about the hostages in Mombasa?
Martin Axe: Right, yeah. I thought you might clam up. That’s why I brought a little extra motivation.
[they bring in Gina]
Martin Axe: Once again, then. Who tipped you off?!
Ray Garrison: I don’t know, man. That’s not my job! I go where they point me!
[Axe take a nail gun]
Martin Axe: Can she handle all six inches? Why am I asking you, eh?
[he points the nail gun at Gina’s head]
[to Gina after Ray insists to Axe he doesn’t know anything]
Ray Garrison: It’s going to be okay.
Martin Axe: Bad news, baby. It’s not going to be okay.
[he then proceeds to shoot Gina in the head with the nail gun, killing her]
[after Axe kills Gina]
Ray Garrison: Oh, you’re nothing. You don’t even exist anymore. I swear, I will find you and end you! You should kill me now, because you won’t have a second chance. I promise you.
Martin Axe: Thanks for the advice.
[Axe takes out his gun and shoots Ray in the face]
[after Ray wakes up in a testing facility]
Dr. Emil Harting: Project Bloodshot procedure log, transfusion complete.
KT: Subject awake and is stable.
KT: You’re okay. It’s going to be fine. It’s okay.
Ray Garrison: Where am I?
[referring to Ray]
Dr. Emil Harting: Awake and cognitive. This is phenomenal.
Ray Garrison: Do I know you guys?
Dr. Emil Harting: I don’t think so. Welcome to RST, Rising Spirit Technologies. I’m Dr. Emil Harting. This is my facility, and my colleague, KT.
Ray Garrison: Katie.
KT: Initials, KT.
Ray Garrison: Alright, what happened to me? What am I doing here?
Dr. Emil Harting: Tell me, do you remember anything?
Ray Garrison: Anything’s kind of broad, don’t you think?
Dr. Emil Harting: Of course. Let’s keep it simple. What about your name, rank, serial number?
Ray Garrison: Of course. My name is…
[he’s unable to remember]
Ray Garrison: Rank, serial number?
Dr. Emil Harting: Yes, your body was donated by the US military.
Ray Garrison: My body?
Dr. Emil Harting: It was either us, or Arlington, I’m afraid.
Ray Garrison: [chuckles] Arlington, doc? I got some scars, but I’m not ready for the cemetery.
Dr. Emil Harting: I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you got yourself killed.
Ray Garrison: Okay. I’ll play along. But if I died, somebody is waiting for me to call them. Somebody must be waiting for me to come home.
Dr. Emil Harting: Uh, it’s difficult for me to tell you this.
Ray Garrison: More difficult than telling someone they died?
KT: [to Ray] Well, the military only anonymously donates remains of soldiers who weren’t claimed by family. Sorry. Sometimes you just got to rip off the band-aid. Helps to get through the pain a bit quicker.
Dr. Emil Harting: But you don’t need a history to have a future.
Dr. Emil Harting: [to Ray] Listen to me. You’re the first we’ve successfully managed to bring back, and it has worked beautifully. You have been given something that nobody else has. A second chance. A second chance.
Dr. Emil Harting: [to Ray] RST focuses on rebuilding the most important asset in the US military, soldiers just like yourself. We are explorers on a new frontier. We develop everything from exoskeletal reconstruction, which makes soldiers faster and stronger, to neural prosthetics, which enhance the way they react. But you, my friend, you are the proof that we are leading the way in the greatest human advancement of all time.
[as Harting cuts Ray’s hand and Ray watches the wound on his hand heal]
Ray Garrison: Holy sh*t.
[Ray places his hand under a giant microscope]
Dr. Emil Harting: Now, look at this.
Ray Garrison: Now, what the hell are those things?
Dr. Emil Harting: Biomechanical constructs. We call them nanites. They intuitively enhance your biology. Most notably, they react very quickly to catastrophic injury, rebuilding damaged tissue.
Ray Garrison: So those are in my blood?
KT: They are your blood.
[as Harting is showing Ray a mouse that’s been injected with the nanites]
Ray Garrison: What’s that glow?
Dr. Emil Harting: That’s heat being generated by the nanites battling malignant cancer, trying to save that mouse.
Ray Garrison: The mouse that just died?
Dr. Emil Harting: Admittedly, some of the early results were suboptimal.
Ray Garrison: Maybe we should fast-forward to the optimal part.
Dr. Emil Harting: That’s you. You’re the optimal part.
Ray Garrison: Why can’t I remember anything about me?
KT: Because of who you were and what you did. Sadly, everything about you is classified.
Dr. Emil Harting: And that was all in your past. This is your future.
Dr. Emil Harting: [to Ray] Listen, when I was a boy, I was a tennis champion. And then when I was fifteen, I got cancer. And they took my arm within six months. Instead of dwelling on what I’d lost, I chose to focus on who I could become.
[he reveals his bionic arm]
Dr. Emil Harting: And so now, when a soldier loses his arm, he gets a better one.
[after Harting introduces the other patients in the rehab facility being augmented]
Tibbs: Welcome to the circus.
Ray Garrison: So we’re wounded warriors.
Dr. Emil Harting: Not wounded. Improved. Enhanced.
Jimmy Dalton: Sounds cool.
KT: Where you going?
Ray Garrison: Oh, I’m going to go back to sleep. Or maybe I’m just going to wake up.
[as Dalton shows him his room]
Ray Garrison: Wow, they spared every expense.
Jimmy Dalton: When you’re done with your nap, we’ll be downstairs doing our jobs.
Ray Garrison: Yeah, I don’t even know what my job is.
Jimmy Dalton: You’ll find out, when you’re ready. I’ll tell you everything.
KT: You’re up late.
Ray Garrison: Yeah, I couldn’t sleep.
KT: You know, if I was dead yesterday, I wouldn’t be able to sleep either.
Ray Garrison: No, I had a nightmare. Which doesn’t make any sense, because how can you have a nightmare if you have no memories?
KT: Trust me. Soon, you’ll remember enough to wish you could forget it again.
KT: [to Ray] You know, we’re all damaged goods here. But this is who I am now. I’ve embraced it.
KT: I’m sure there’s someone out there who cares about you a great deal. You just don’t know it yet.
Ray Garrison: I hope so.
[after Ray gets a flashback memory of Gina and how Axe killed her]
KT: Listen, whatever it is, it’s not worth it.
Ray Garrison: You don’t understand, KT. I know why I’m alone.
[after Ray leaves RST to go after Axe]
Dr. Emil Harting: Where are you going?
Ray Garrison: Doc, how are you talking to me?
Dr. Emil Harting: You have a billion wireless microprocessors in your brain. I need you to come back here right now.
Ray Garrison: I’ve got unfinished business.
Dr. Emil Harting: We’re your only business. We are the only people you know.
Ray Garrison: That’s what you told me. But I had a wife. And he took her from me.
Dr. Emil Harting: What are you talking about? Who did?
Ray Garrison: Martin Axe.
Dr. Emil Harting: This is not a hit job. It’s a salvage operation, and you are a multibillion dollar prototype. You’re my multibillion dollar prototype. Okay? I can’t just have you…
Ray Garrison: Doc, I’m not yours. Besides, I always come home.
Dr. Emil Harting: You always come home? What? No. Look, we don’t know what you’re capable of. We don’t even know what you can take yet.
[after Ray finds Axe and traps his convoy in a tunnel]
Martin Axe: Oh, that’s not good.
[over video phone as Ray is killing his bodyguards]
Martin Axe: He’s here! They finished it, and he’s right bloody here!
Nick Baris: We all knew he wasn’t going to let us walk away. Just let the professionals we hired handle it.
Martin Axe: Oh, sure. Small problem there. Your guys suck!
[referring to Ray as they are locked in the truck]
Martin Axe: He can’t get in, can he?
Merc: Not a chance.
[sees Ray make two eye dots and a smile through the ashes on the window before exploding the window]
[after Ray’s killed the final Merc and is coming towards Axe]
Martin Axe: Don’t, please. Whatever Harting told you, it’s not true. No, wait. Don’t. You don’t understand. He’s lying to you. I can help you. You’re making a mistake.
Ray Garrison: Thanks for the advice.
[points his gun at Axe]
Martin Axe: No!
[Ray shoots him]
[as KT, Tibbs and Dalton come to get Ray]
KT: Are you okay? How you feeling?
Ray Garrison: I just saw the man who murdered my wife. I looked him dead in the eyes, and killed him. It won’t change a thing because, no matter what, my wife isn’t coming back.
KT: Makes you wonder if it’s all worth it.
Ray Garrison: Yeah, well, I’m done.
KT: Yeah, I’m done too.
Ray Garrison: What does that mean?
Tibbs: She means we’re all tired, bub.
[after Ray is brought back to RST and strapped to a bed]
Jimmy Dalton: Truth is, you aren’t at the wheel of your own body. We just shoved you aside to watch as we shut down your motor functions. Look at you. So angry. So driven. You think you’re the good guy? That’s a goddamn joke. You’re an exhausting sh*t bird with a revenge button we keep pushing. Much as I hate babysitting you, cleaning up after you, this little moment, this small part right here, makes it all worthwhile.
[to an incapacitated Ray]
Jimmy Dalton: Gina. Sweet Gina. You really believe she’s dead. Every goddamn time. There it is. That look. Dumbass catches on too late. Well, I may be an a**hole, but you’re the toy soldier. We wind you up, point you at the next victim, put you back in here, and then push this button. Ready to forget?
[he pushes a button on the computer and Ray falls unconscious]
Jimmy Dalton: I told you I’d tell you everything.
[referring to what KT told Ray earlier]
Dr. Emil Harting: “I’m done too?” I’m not sure what you’re trying to accomplish.
KT: Why does it matter if you’re going to wipe his memory again?
Dr. Emil Harting: It’s not him I’m worried about. It’s you. Everything we do here specifically serves a purpose. The training, the alcohol, the nightmare.
KT: I know the script, Harting.
Dr. Emil Harting: Well, would you stick to it, please? You know that we’re compromised. It doesn’t work if we don’t check every box.
[referring to Ray]
KT: What you’re doing to him is not fair, and you know it.
Dr. Emil Harting: If you don’t like it, you’re welcome to leave whenever you want.
KT: Bullsh*t! Just like your partners, when they had a problem with it? Like Baris? You know the moment I walk out that door, I can’t breathe.
Dr. Emil Harting: That’s the deal you agreed to. That’s the choice that you made.
KT: Well, he deserves to make his.
[referring to Ray]
Dr. Emil Harting: What he deserves is a military funeral. And I’m sure that’s what he’s going to get.
KT: Jesus. You’re just going to get rid of him? He’s a soldier, Harting. You can’t do that.
Dr. Emil Harting: He’s a dead soldier. He’s a dead soldier! America makes new ones every day.
Dr. Emil Harting: Listen, I will let you in on a little secret. This is our last one, okay? And then we go to market with a technology that will redefine warfare for the highest bidder, and then we’re done.
KT: You’re still going to kill innocent people.
Dr. Emil Harting: The only thing more important than the weapon that I have created, is being the only one who knows how. Do you understand? Now, this is the point in the script where you reset his bunk room, please.
[referring to a new script for Ray to follow when they make him conscious again]
Dr. Emil Harting: What story should I try next? Should I stick with tennis?
[turns and points to Eric]
Dr. Emil Harting: Or cricket, maybe?
Eric: Dude, I’m from Jersey. But if you’re asking, I got some script ideas.
Dr. Emil Harting: I’ll pass.
Dr. Emil Harting: You’ve already ripped off every movie cliché there is. I think “Psycho Killer” and a dancing lunatic in a slaughterhouse is plenty. No more ideas from you.
[referring to Ray]
Eric: Hey, KT. What did you guys talk about?
KT: It’s none of your business, Eric.
Eric: Everybody knows.
KT: Yeah, you know what else everyone knows? Six inches is not a lot.
[she walks off]
Eric: Wait, it… That’s not a lot?
[his colleagues shakes her head]
[after going through the motions again, Ray goes after Baris this time as Harting and his team watch]
Eric: Uh, why is he down? He only took like four rounds.
[they see Baris’s men pick up and unconscious looking Ray to take into their compound]
Eric: He’s Trojan-horsing it. Pretty clever actually.
[as they watch Ray being taken to Wilfred Wigans, Baris’s coder]
Dr. Emil Harting: So he’s an IT guy.
Eric: We’re not IT guys, man. He’s the real deal. He’s a legend.
Dr. Emil Harting: Yeah.
Eric: He’s the first guy to figure out a stable bidirectional neural interface. He’s so good, I used some of his open source code in this program.
Dr. Emil Harting: Wait, you used open source code in my billion dollar prototype? Jesus, Eric!
Eric: He’s really smart.
Dr. Emil Harting: If he’s so smart, then what’s he doing with Baris? And why didn’t we hire him?
Eric: We tried.
[as they are watching Ray take down Baris’s men]
Dr. Emil Harting: Look how much this means to him. It’s remarkable, isn’t it? His need to get even, to get revenge.
[as Ray is approaching Baris]
Ray Garrison: You murdered my wife!
Nick Baris: Your wife? What are you even talking about? They’re lying to you. You understand?
Ray Garrison: I told you I’d find you.
[Ray shoots Baris]
[after Wigans uses the EMP button to incapacitate Ray and then make him conscious again]
Wilfred Wigans: And Wigans said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. Look at that. Wooh! Still warm.
Ray Garrison: Who the hell are you?
Wilfred Wigans: Mm! Goodness gracious, how rude of me. The name’s Wilfred Wigans. I know. Bit of a superhero-type name. And I suppose my superpower could be coding.
Ray Garrison: You work for Baris?
Wilfred Wigans: Oh, yeah. No. Listen, define “work for”. It’s more like indentured servitude. I’ve been looking for a way out of here. I really have. And I tried up there. There’s a guy with a gun up there. I’m sure you killed him, right? You’re like a knight in shining armor. Yeah. Except for you don’t really wear any armor, now, do you? You sort of like let yourself get shot, like a lot. Because that’s tough to watch actually, you know, it’s rough stuff. Particularly the part where they like walked up to you and, boom, clipped you right in your head, and then your brains just, pfft, all over the floor. Wicked, man. Wicked.
Ray Garrison: I feel like I died.
Wilfred Wigans: My apologies. I am terribly sorry about that.
Wilfred Wigans: [to Ray] You know, Baris wanted me to take you out, but I had plans of my own. Right, I waited until you did your business, which you most certainly did. And now I’m done with that bloody piece of sh*t telling me what to do, and how to do it.
Wilfred Wigans: Are you alright?
Ray Garrison: I saw my wife in a dream.
Wilfred Wigans: Well, good.
Ray Garrison: I saw her murdered right in front of me. Each time, the murderer was a different person.
Wilfred Wigans: Holy sh*t. So that’s how they did it.
Ray Garrison: Did what?
Wilfred Wigans: I heard them talking. There have been these rumors of a hired killer wiping out every defector of RST.
Ray Garrison: Baris worked for RST?
Wilfred Wigans: Well, they all did. And no one could figure out why each kill was like a vendetta. You know, like it was really, really personal.
Ray Garrison: Because they filled my head with nightmares, and sent me on a suicide mission.
Wilfred Wigans: Yeah, it certainly seems that way. I mean, they’ve been clearly manipulating you. It’s likely that what you think is real, sometimes ain’t.
Ray Garrison: Harting just used me. Just lied to my face over, and over again.
Wilfred Wigans: Yeah. He seems to be remarkably convincing.
Ray Garrison: Told me my wife… Gina. I never even looked for her. But what if…?
[Ray goes to leave]
Wilfred Wigans: Woh, woh, woh, woh. Look, they’re not going to just let you walk away. They’ll come for you. And then they’ll come for me too.
Ray Garrison: I’m looking forward to it.
Wilfred Wigans: I’m not. Why do you think I went all biblical and brought you back? You think I’m just running aroun here, resurrecting people from the dead? If they plug you back in, it’s going to be me in your head killing that lovely wife of yours. And I’ve seen what you’ve done to those people.
[after Ray gives Wigans a sample of his blodd]
Ray Garrison: You could figure out how these work.
Wilfred Wigans: So just reverse engineer the work of dozens of scientists, billions of dollars, and a decade of genetic coding?
Ray Garrison: Well, that’s your superpower.
Wilfred Wigans: I mean, yeah. I’ll be done by dinner, so it’s not a big deal.
[referring to the nanites in Ray’s blood]
Wilfred Wigans: That’s absolutely amazing. You know, I’ve heard the stories, but your entire system is completely programmable.
Ray Garrison: A program they no longer control. It’s my army now. And your job to keep it that way.
Wilfred Wigans: Okay. I believe the words you were searching for were…
Wilfred Wigans: “Thank you, Wigans. Thank you for resurrecting me from the dead.”
[after Ray finds Gina alive and manages to find her]
Ray Garrison: This has been crazy. I mean, I can’t even… That doesn’t matter. Because I’m home.
Gina Garrison: Home?
Ray Garrison: Yeah. I came back home.
Gina Garrison: Ray, come on. I moved on.
Ray Garrison: Moved on? What are you talking about?
Gina Garrison: We settled this.
[after Ray finds out that him and Gina are no longer togather]
Gina Garrison: Ray, are you okay?
Ray Garrison: What…? I mean, what’s going on? I came home as I promised, didn’t I? I always come home.
Gina Garrison: Yes, I know. But I didn’t want you to come home. I wanted you to stay home. Remember?
Gina Garrison: Ray, I have a family now.
Ray Garrison: When was the last time you saw me?
Gina Garrison: I don’t know. It’s been a long time.
Ray Garrison: When was it, Gina?
Gina Garrison: Five years ago.
Ray Garrison: Five years?
[after Tibbs catches up to Ray and manages to shuts him down]
Dr. Emil Harting: Where are you going?
KT: You know where.
Dr. Emil Harting: No chance. I need you on Wigans.
Dr. Emil Harting: He clearly knows too much. I need him out of the picture!
KT: No. You get your hands dirty this time.
[as KT goes to leave, Harting shuts down her breathing implant]
[to KT, after cutting off her breathing implant]
Dr. Emil Harting: You’ll remember that I don’t need to ask you. I do it out of respect. And that respect needs to be reciprocated.
[Harting activates her breathing again]
Dr. Emil Harting: Good girl.
[after Harting puts Ray in a simulation]
Dr. Emil Harting: This is all for you.
Ray Garrison: You used me. You made me kill.
Dr. Emil Harting: I didn’t make you kill, Ray. You’ve always done that. I just cleared the path.
Dr. Emil Harting: I freed you to be your best.
Ray Garrison: My best?!
Dr. Emil Harting: Yes.
Ray Garrison: By making me watch them kill my wife over, and over, and over again?
Dr. Emil Harting: Revenge is what makes a man like you exceptional, Ray.
Ray Garrison: You know nothing about men like me!
Dr. Emil Harting: You sure about that?
Dr. Emil Harting: You chose war because you love it. That’s who you are.
Ray Garrison: You don’t know what I love. Or why I did what I did. People like you break people like me into pieces. And you put us into these little boxes, so you can understand us, and you can control us. But you can’t control us.
Dr. Emil Harting: People like boxes, Ray. They need structure. They need guidance. That’s just a reality.
Ray Garrison: Says the man who puts the shadows on the wall.
Dr. Emil Harting: There’s nothing left for you out there. Nothing. In here, you get to be the best version of yourself. You rescue the hostage. You get to spend the night with a woman who loves you. And you wake up in the morning with a new body, and a defined purpose. What more could you ask for?
Ray Garrison: Your best version of me! Not mine!
Ray Garrison: Don’t you get it? Life is about not knowing what’s coming.
Dr. Emil Harting: What, like when it’s taken away from you? Not knowing when it’s going to be taken away from you. Is that what you mean, Ray?
Ray Garrison: You did this to me. You made me. But you can’t control me forever. I will find you, and I will end…
[Harting knocks Ray out of the simulation]
Dr. Emil Harting: No, you won’t.
[to himself, as KT gets Wiggans to help reprogam Ray and make him conscious]
Wilfred Wigans: You thought you could lock old Wigans out of his own code?
[as Eric sees Ray is conscious and aware of his surroundings]
Eric: Oh, Jesus.
Wilfred Wigans: [to himself] Twenty quid he just said, “Oh, Jesus.” Twenty quid…
[turns around to see no one in the truck]
Wilfred Wigans: I need real friends! Or a therapist.
Dr. Emil Harting: Why are you doing this?
KT: Because he deserves the truth.
Dr. Emil Harting: The truth is, nobody wants to make real decisions anymore.
[he uses his bionic arm to throw her against the wall]
Dr. Emil Harting: They just want to feel like they have. Goodbye, KT.
[he goes to deactivat her breathing implant]
KT: Like I would let you do that again.
[he looks at his arm to see access has been denied to her breathing implant]
[over radio to Jimmy and Tibbs]
Dr. Emil Harting: KT’s gone rogue. Garrison is awake and offline. Find him and shut him down. Kill him if you have to.
[using Ray’s wireless microprocessors in his brain to communicate]
Wilfred Wigans: Morning, sunshine. Remember me?
Ray Garrison: Wigans.
[he imimitates James Earl Jones’s voice]
Wilfred Wigans: “No, it is I, King Jaffe Joffer. Ruler of Zamunda.”
[back to his normal voice]
Wilfred Wigans: Of course it’s Wigans. Who else would it be? Listen, mate, uh, I’m sending you coordinates to my van. I realize that sounded a lot creepier than I meant it.
Ray Garrison: I’ve got unfinished business.
Wilfred Wigans: Great. Wait. Come again.
KT: Wigans, where’s Garrison?
Wilfred Wigans: Uh, I don’t know. Apparently, doing whatever he wants.
KT: It’s about time.
[as they are sabotaging RST’s computers]
KT: I thought I’d do it the old fashioned way.
Wilfred Wigans: Oh, really? It’s good to know literally no one is listening to me. Why didn’t I think of that? Control, command, “Burn the building down.”
[as Dalton and Tibbs are trying to kill Ray]
Jimmy Dalton: Oh, goddamn it. This guy just won’t f**king die!
[as Dalton, Tibbs and Ray are fighting on top of an elevator]
Jimmy Dalton: Hang on, Tibbs!
[as he’s hanging onto the edge of the elevator]
Tibbs: Dalton! What are you doing? Help me! Dalton!
[Dalton let’s Tibbs fall to his death]
Jimmy Dalton: I did say hang on!
[as Ray goes after Harting]
Dr. Emil Harting: You just don’t get it, do you? I can rebuild all of this! And I am the only one who can rebuild you. You cannot survive without me!
[as Ray confronts Harting, who is draining Ray’s nanites]
Ray Garrison: I told you I’d find you.
[Harting sees that Ray’s nanites are totally depleted]
Wilfred Wigans: Oh, man. He’s done. It’s over, KT.
Dr. Emil Harting: [to Ray] Yes, you did. But all that’s now left is Ray Garrison.
[Harting uses his bionoc arm to grab Ray by the throat]
Ray Garrison: And that’s enough.
[Ray reveals the grenade Harting shot at him earlier in his hand, drops it, exploding both of them]
[after Ray is rebuilt by Wigans and KT]
Wilfred Wigans: It’s good to see you, man. How you feeling?
Ray Garrison: It’s good to see you, Wigans.
[sighs with relief]
Wilfred Wigans: You don’t know how glad I am to hear that. I wasn’t sure you’d remember anything. I thought you were going to wake up like a gorilla in a cage, and just rip me apart. That is absolutely fantastic.
Wilfred Wigans: [to Ray] But what you probably don’t remember is that I also made some adjustments to increase your stamina. You know, your stamina? I don’t know why I done that. But what I mean is, you don’t got to keep refilling the gas tank. Not at all. Get what I mean? If you were a three before, you’re now an eighteen, and I done that. Well, we did. We. We.
[over the radio]
Wilfred Wigans: Um, he’s awake, and he remembers everything. Hopefully not everything-everything. You know, because if you recall, KT, how we found him, his face was smooshed up against his own…
[KT turns off the radio]
Ray Garrison: Thank you, Wigans.
Wilfred Wigans: Yeah. You’re welcome.
[referring to the sun]
KT: It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
Ray Garrison: It’s like a dream.
KT: It is.
[Ray sits next to KT on the bench]
KT: Ray, I…
Ray Garrison: Don’t. You don’t have to. Who we were, what we did? That was the past.
You know, Harting was wrong about a lot of it, but, uh, he did get one thing right. Who we were doesn’t have to define who we’re going to be. We can choose. We all can.
[as they get into the truck]
Ray Garrison: So where to now?
KT: I have no idea.
Ray Garrison: Perfect.
[Ray starts driving off; over radio]
Wilfred Wigans: A little too perfect, if you ask me. Are you serious? Ride into the sunset? Are we sure this ain’t all a simu…?
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