WANTS: We Are Not the Same

The economic crisis,

the lack of energy sources and terrorism,

had all set up the ground for a

non-conventional world war.

Since there were no uniforms to distinguish friends and enemies,

the population was indiscriminately hit.

Nothing was guaranteed anymore:

Neither work nor health, no care, no home.

Among the piles of rubble of the cities

pandemics provoked thousands of victims.

When an exhausted population began to react

with demonstrations,

riots, coup d'état attempts, and civil wars,

the enthroned economic establishment felt threatened.

The time had come to set up a new world order,

which would ensure that those in power detained it.

The war ended, but peace wasn't enough.

They used the school

and the Media

to influence,

homogenise,

enslave people's way of thinking

to the new world's Confederation

controlled by them.

People bartered for peace

in exchange for a system where the Confederation was

the only one to determine what it was right and what wasn't.

By doing so, people gave up on every chance to act, think and speak,

outside the established rules.

The Establishment just needed

to fabricate an enemy,

using it as a scapegoat to people's discontent:

The 'Divergent'

The Special Corp of "Controllers of diverse"

haunted them down,

They were captured and "terminated".

No law,

no trial,

no rights,

saved homosexuals,

drug addicts,

homeless,

sick people,

the elderly,

the disabled.

Can you imagine? After so many years

we still hold hands to fall asleep.

Yes, but now it's different.

What do you mean?

If I didn't feel your hand,

I would fall asleep thinking

that part of me was missing.

Who's there?

Is someone there?

Is someone there?

Don't hurt me! Don't hurt me!

I won't hurt you...

I... I need help...

I'm... I'm cold.

I'm... cold. I'm... cold.

Help!

I'm cold.

Frozen hand.

Blue lips.

"Hypothermia!"

Danger of death.

Warm the person by all means,

starting from the trunk.

Dry

massage

never try to use alcohol to give warmth.

Brew hot drinks

like milk, herbal teas or tea.

Keep the person awake.

Dry

massage

never try to give warmth with alcohol.

Brew hot drinks

like milk, herbal teas or tea.

"Keep the person awake".

Hey... hey

you must wake up.

Hey...

I have to dry you,

I have to make something warm for you,

but I don't know how

on TV they did not explain how to do all these things by yourself!

Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad stentor... xomert.

What?

Krjoda mazei... yakke... urklad.

I don't understand.

Stentor... xomert...

What are you saying?

Xomert...

Krjoda...

What are you doing?!

What are you doing?!

I was drying you.

"Hypothermia! Danger of death."

Warm the person by all means,

"starting from the trunk."

Do you have any clothes?

Sure.

What are you waiting for? Get them.

Get them!

I've got these.

What are you looking at?

I've never seen a naked woman.

Where are your clothes?

Scattered around.

To throw off the scent for the dogs.

Do you have weapons?

Weapons are not allowed.

The Controllers are looking for me.

No one will come looking for you.

Nobody comes up to the mountain

in this weather.

You see the lightning?

Boom! Boom!

Metal weapons,

the trees attract lightning.

It's dangerous.

That's good, I'll have a few hours ahead.

Do you have a flashlight?

Yes.

"With lightning it's advisable

to stay in a sheltered place".

But you believe all that what are they saying on TV?

Nooo.

I know cartoons are fake.

What's your name?

Peter Gamble. Divergent B42D45684.

Peter is ok.

The identification has been compliant with the obligation of the Confederation.

I'm Linda.

The identification didn't conform.

Screw it!

You live here alone?

Yes,

but I don't like being alone.

You can stay here if you want.

I can't.

I have to leave as soon as possible.

I'm coming with you.

They're looking for me.

You're in danger if you stay with me.

Are we the bad guys?

Like on the TV?

No, Peter.

We're not the bad guys.

You know some shortcuts to go downhill?

Sure.

Then you can come with me.

I'm hungry.

Can I get something to eat?

So late?

Hunger, hunger, hunger.

Hunger, hunger, hunger.

At your service, captain.

Ah, no. Kitchen's that way.

It was all really good.

I'm so happy!

It always amazed me how

the light of some dead stars still comes to us.

They seem to want to say:

"Hey... hey..."

I'm not dead.

"I still exist."

Have you thought about that?

No.

In their universe

they no longer exist,

but in ours

they are still alive.

Alive and dead at the same time,

depending on how you look at them.

Do you like butterflies?

Yes, a lot.

Caterpillars and butterflies

are completely different beings.

Yes.

They don't even eat the same things.

No.

Yet they are the same.

Caterpillars

do not die to become butterflies,

but at the same time

once they turn into butterflies,

they no longer exist.

What a shame they do not live for long.

Men established the passing of time.

It is not said that butterflies,

according to their biological clock,

live less than human beings.

It's a matter of points of view.

That's right, Peter.

It's all about points of view.

You could change things.

No. I'm not worthy.

I'm a Divergent.