The Silent Planet

Are you sure you're ready for this?

If you're having second thoughts--

No.

I'm ready.

What is it?

Another pro-Oiean human terrorist

was arrested today in City 12,

making this the third such arrest this month.

Although our new alien neighbors

have still shown no signs of hostility...

...government killed seven Oieans today

in a refugee camp on the Black Sea.

The Oieans themselves seem unfazed by the violence.

However, many human allies have protested...

Militia groups supported

by the Western government are calling

for the annihilation of the Oiean race.

Though the government has condemned their words,

they continue to supply them with weapons

in the war for the non-allied territories...

The Oieans appear to be peaceful.

A hastily constructed refugee camp

will be their home for the time being.

The search for new planets

with sufficient oxygen levels has increased

after another ship carrying thousands of Oieans arrived.

Many people fear that our planet

is simply becoming too crowded.

Oh, let's go to Mars, Theo.

My friend at work went and absolutely loved it.

Mars is so cliche, Mona.

Let's do something unique,

like visiting Europa.

We could see the icy surface,

maybe find new signs of life.

Europa is just a moon, Theo.

It's not even a planet.

Besides, it's, like, minus 225 degrees.

You complain when you have to go

to the freezer section at Belden's.

Why don't we just go to Venus,

where it's warm and sunny all year round?

I count the minutes until I see you

in the bright sunlight of Earth again, Mona.

Goodnight, Mona.

Goodnight.

I hope you still think of me a little as I do...

of you constantly.

Ah!

Back to work.

Ah!

Back to work.

She didn't love you.

- Only good thoughts. - Worthless.

Only good thoughts. Only good thoughts.

8V TV, generate the sitcom Mona Theo.

No one thinks of you.

You are forgotten.

No one cares about you. No one thinks about you.

Mona there is a right way to fold a fitted sheet.

Oh, please, Theo.

You and your obsessive compulsive tendencies.

It's just a sheet.

It is not just a sheet.

She's forgotten you.

Everyone has forgotten you...

You will always be alone.

D5.

I'm alive.

I'm alive.

The previous prisoner appears to be alive.

His bio-monitor is showing no signs of life,

but our satellite is still receiving ore from the mine.

So, what? Do I take care of it?

Take care of what?

Killing him.

She's here to kill me.

Shit. What do I do? What do I do?

I can't-- I cannot sit around

and wait to be killed.

I need answers.

"Fuck humanity."

Don't move!

I got him. Yeah, I got him.

Don't fucking move!

We have landed.

You must descend to the habitat now.

The engine will be departing in five minutes.

You must descend to the habitat now.

The engine will be departing in five minutes.

You must descend to the habitat now.

The en--

The engine is departing presently.

It will take time for your body to adjust

to the minimal oxygen on the planet.

The mask is recommended.

You may have your meal now.

You may have your meal now.

You may have your meal now.

You may have your meal now.

- Happy? - Yes.

There is an updated report from surveillance.

Go ahead.

The previous prisoner appears to be alive.

What?

His bio-monitor is showing no signs of life,

but our satellite is still receiving ore from the mine.

So, what? Do I take care of it?

Take care of what?

Killing him.

That won't be necessary.

He will be dead very soon.

In the meantime, it's best to avoid confronting him,

as he may be erratic.

Fuck.

He took it.

What?

The other prisoner.

Just now telling me?

Fucking useless robot.

It's fine. It's fine. He's a dying old man.

I am beginning to think

that our fates are now bound to one simple question:

Who will strike first?

As you know, I do not relish violence.

This does not make me happy,

but I believe it may be my only choice.

Okay.

Let's go, Theo.

Where is it?

I-- I don't know.

The journal! Where is it?

It's there.

Don't come near my ship again,

or I will hurt you... bad.

She could have killed me.

She didn't kill me. She didn't kill me...

Mona... I may not have to be alone anymore.

What the hell?

I told you to stay away from me.

No, no, no.

My apologies for taking your journal.

I just-- I just want to talk.

I want to know about the Earth.

I was supposed to be alone here.

I don't wanna talk.

Well, now, you'll never be alone out here.

There's too many voices showing up uninvited.

You're actually insane, aren't you?

No, no, no, no. It's just voices.

Everyone gets them.

What do you want to know about Earth?

Is it still there?

Yeah, it was last time I checked.

Do people still watch TV?

Yeah, they still watch TV.

What's your favorite TV show?

I don't watch TV.

Oh.

Um...

Okay. It was nice talking to you.

Theodore!

What?

That's my name. Theodore.

What's yours?

Theodore's my name, too.

Oh, it's a joke.

Oh, a joke.

It's a joke.

It's funny.

The mysterious, magical mineral veins

are merely a mention on the Manitoba plains.

What?

I like to make up nonsensical poems.

Keeps my mind busy.

And I'd recommend it.

You've got to keep the noises buzzing.

Otherwise, the-- the silence will crush you.

I'm pretty sure that's what happened

to that guy who was here before me.

Yeah, well, I've heard worse than silence.

Do you know what they use this stuff for?

Why would I?

Well... um, you've come from Earth,

where it goes, so...

Yeah. They fixed the environment with it.

World's all good now.

Oh, this is a joke, isn't it?

Yes, it's a joke.

What's your name?

Mine's Theodore.

Niyya.

Niyya.

Niyya.

Janie on.

Yes, Niyya?

These 14-hour days are fucked. I can't adjust.

Yes.

The short days can feel strange for Earthlings.

This guy is so annoying!