The Platform 2 (El hoyo 2)

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-One meal? -Anything?

-Anything? -Well...

-Asparagus. -Lasagna.

-Pizza. -Um...

Warm chocolate cake with coconut sugar.

Fried eggs and french fries.

-I want a raw vegan salad. -I eat pizza every day.

Garlic shrimp, I'd say.

Could the vanilla ice cream be served on a separate dish, please?

And I want the yolk to be solid.

-With some bulgur wheat. -The one with the most meat.

I hate it if they touch before I eat it.

-Not broken. -Beef, pork, and chicken.

And with turmeric.

An object...

-Anything? -Well...

-Um... -Hmm.

That pen.

-A razor. -An axe?

-A dildo. -A dagger.

Okay, I was joking.

A very beautiful painting.

Can you guarantee that I'll have pizza every day?

I guarantee it.

I want you to know that I'll be upset if that's not the case.

Uh...

How upset?

You know the reason why I'm here, right?

- - Hmm.

It says here that you tried to set fire to your parents' house

while they were asleep.

Well, that's how upset.

Aren't you ashamed of yourselves, you motherfuckers?

-Yeah, you. What are you looking at? - 21!

Hey! It's him!

The one who's hiding. The guy on 21.

He ate all the meat on the pizza and the pork loin.

The first day, and they're already screwing it up.

21!

- Whoa! Hey, no. - No!

- Fucking new guys. -How many times do we need to tell you?

That I'm only entitled to eat my dish?

Or something you swap with someone else voluntarily, yes.

It's the Law.

You mean the Law that means absolutely nothing to whoever ate my dish?

We'll solve it,

but you can't behave like a Barbarian who eats whatever he likes.

No, no. The Barbarians are the guys on 21 who ate my stuff.

I, at least, should be able to have the right to eat something...

You have the right to let us, the Loyalists, protect your dish. Yes?

That's what we're doing.

If this is the way you, the Loyalists, handle everything,

then I think we're gonna have a big problem.

It's not easy, but since the Revolution of Solidarity began,

each month, the Pit gets fairer.

And with everyone's support, the Law will soon reach the last level.

Don't you see that if you eat the food that another person has ordered,

they will certainly feel... aggrieved

and legitimized to eat whatever they want?

That it will be detrimental to other people,

which will affect many more.

And that will generate a chain disaster that will leave those below without food.

Are you done now?

Listen to me, you dumbass,

if you eat that chicken wing, that's what will happen.

She called me a dumbass.

Watch what this dumbass does.

Yes. That's what will happen.

Sure. That's easy for you to say.

No one has eaten any of your fucking croquettes, have they?

Do you want one?

Okay.

But I don't want any surprises tomorrow, you hear me?

Fine. Just make sure you eat it before the platform leaves.

The Administration doesn't allow us to keep the food.

They punish us for it. Just once, if you know what I mean.

I understand.

And why don't they punish the motherfuckers

from 21 who ate my pizza?

Only eating our dishes,

it is a rule we have established among ourselves,

not the Administration.

And remember, you're lucky you woke up on Level 24.

But next month, it may be a lower one.

But what you have done on your first day is very commendable.

You have respected others, and you've kept your level tidy.

Make sure to not let the Pit keep you down.

"Make sure to not let the Pit keep you down."

What's your name?

Zamiatin.

Perempuán.

Perempuán.

Well, to be honest, my favorite dish was

the ham croquettes that my ex used to prepare.

But of course, that's impossible now.

Don't you miss him?

What are you looking for?

Time.

I need time to forget what I did.

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44!

- 44! - 44!

44!

- 44! -

- 44! - 44!

- -44!

- - 44!

- 44! - 44!

44! Pass it on!

- 44! - 44!

Down at Level 44, the communication chain has been cut off,

and from there down, we don't know if food has been distributed fairly or not.

We do know from 21 on.

-Hmm? -How many levels are there?

333.

It's not important how many levels there are.

The most important thing is that food gets to them all.

Tomorrow, our comrades from Levels 19 and 20

will go down to 21 to defend your pizza.

And the ones from Levels 42 and 43 will go down to 44,

so the people down below are able to eat.

That's how it works.

And now, you should step back.

What's the matter? Is it also forbidden to stand here?

How did that make you feel?

When I almost killed my parents?

Uh... excuse me.

-One second. -

According to what it says, you tried to burn your room,

but after 30 seconds, you thought better of it.

You burned a wastebasket, the autobiography you were writing,

and two empty pizza boxes.

You should know, you fucker,

that they sent me here because they're afraid of me.

Shut the fuck up!

What's going on?

Barbarians on 21 are still fighting up there.

I'm afraid they're going to be punished just once.

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Come on! Who's next? You? You? Let's go!

- Motherfucker! - 22!

Come on!

They're on the platform.

If they can't stop them on Level 22, it will be our turn to pacify them.

-And yours too. -

What do you mean, our turn?

I didn't come here to fight.

Nobody said anything about fighting.

I'll forgive them for yesterday and let it go.

Go break the bed frame and take out the bars. Do it now!

Take it. Now!

-What do we do? -I don't know.

-Révolution solidaire! -

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Move, for fuck's sake!

No. No.

Hey, hey!

-What's happening? -They want us to fight.

-What? -For the food. With the guys above us.

-You? -

Hey. People above, you hear me? Do you hear me? Do you hear me?

I'll give you my pizza. It doesn't matter.

It's yours, but please, don't hurt me.

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-Hey! -

Get it out! Get it out! Hey! Hey!

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La plate-forme.

The... the food. We have to get rid of the food. Help us.

Cold, cold.