3%

THE WORLD IS DIVIDED INTO TWO SIDES. A SELECTION PROCESS LIES BETWEEN THEM.

ONLY THE DESERVING 3% CAN STEP INTO OFFSHORE.

-So shitty, huh? -What?

That we're here for work and not vacation.

True that.

YEAR 4 B.P. (BEFORE THE PROCESS)

Coming!

Topology, check.

Level curves adjusted.

The project has been updated.

There it is, guys, the future right in front of us.

And it's even well planned.

-To the Offshore. -To the Offshore.

No. To us!

The Founding Trio.

To the Founding Trio!

The Founding Couple wishes you a good day, Michele.

-The sky's clear. Temperature: 73 degrees. -Close!

And stop playing this fucking music.

105

Shoo!

Keep quiet, huh, little Joana?

Choose a bath-salt scent.

-Whichever. -Hibiscus, lavender, marigold.

Whichever.

-Hibiscus, lavender, marigold. -Marigold.

Choose steam scent: aquaforte, pearl, oak.

Warning: your belonging level is low.

Photos.

Tip of the day: greet people, smile.

Deactivate tip of the day.

WANTED MURDERER

Stop that!

Get out of the way! That's mine!

Inland residents...

the chance for a better life approaches for the 20-year-olds.

Offshore citizens, we're finalizing the preparations for this year's Process.

Our society has a lot to gain from the new 3 percent worthy.

This will be the greatest opportunity of your life.

We wait for all of you with open arms.

There are only seven days until Process 105.

If that shit really happens!

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

MIRROR

PART I INLAND

-What do you like to do? -Run around.

-Run around? -Yes.

And how old are you?

-Nine. -Nine?!

And this big already?

I'm not sure if this will heal before your Process.

Just kidding!

You'll be running around in less than a week.

Have you ever seen this? No?

Look! Watch closely. Look!

That's right.

There! It's done.

Ready to leave? Let's go.

Let's go with Mommy.

-For you. -Please, don't. Save it for her.

-You can pay me next time. -Thank you.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

See you.

What is it? Here for a consultation as well?

Here's what you asked me.

SIX MONTHS EARLIER

Don't you have more discreet clothes? Gerson will find you in no time.

-Yeah, I came here for the tip. -Talk already!

You know why I came here.

Come with me. Help me find them.

-The Cause is the solution... -I'm out.

After our situation in the Process, we gotta stop it.

Joana! Cause, Process, militia, church, it's all the same!

All they want is to indoctrinate us.

What will you do with your life? Be like the others?

Resigned, thinking you're the problem?

-Deep in shit, depressed? -I'm not depressed!

I'm in a depressing position. It's different!

We gotta do something. They care.

They care about no one!

The Cause doesn't care about us! Everyone's disposable.

When you see it, it'll be too late.

Either way, how would you find them?

I'll find a way.

The Cause isn't that discreet.

I will catch them anytime.

You're the killer of Gerson's son, aren't you?

Think you can hide from the militia in here?

What have you given me?

Ezequiel sent you, didn't he?

You went far in the Process.

That's not why I'm here!

Tell me the truth.

Tell me the truth!

I quit the Process!

That fucking Process everyone wants to pass,

they're all rotten, and they fuck over people on This Side!

I chose not to go to the Offshore!

I didn't press that fucking button!

I have to join the Cause!

Why?

After 20 shitty years of life, I have to do something!

How far are you willing to go?

-As far as I have to! -Even death?

I'd rather die trying to change things than keep on hiding!

Easier said than done.

Am I in?

Let's say you earned yourself a chance...

that I might not kill you.

The locals called those frogs "kaliloo."

They release a substance composed of a very harmful alkaloid.

In ancient times, they'd use it on arrows, but we distill it

and condense it into capsules...

used for our own protection, when we're captured,

or to get rid of unwanted people without leaving a trace.

I need six capsules.

Three from each of you. You have 30 minutes.

Be careful with those frogs.

Skin contact isn't very pleasant.

Shit!

Joana!

Joana! Help!

I'm falling!

Joana!

Boy, oh, boy, that's your problem.

Joana!

So?

I only made one.

So, the result is clear. You both failed.

-I made the three you asked! -This isn't the Process.

Individualism has no place here.

The Cause needed six capsules, and it only got four.

Who's to blame?

Who only thought of herself?

-Couldn't you tell us before? -You should've known it.

Do you think I'd be alive if I relied on others?

I never had help nor helped anyone.

The worst is, I did think I saw something different about you.

But no, Ivana's right.

You don't deserve to be with us.

-This is ridiculous. -Ridiculous?

We've been in this for years!

We know exactly whom we can trust!

Then fuck you! Fuck you and your little frog friends.

By the way,

this map with this picture next to it,

I bet you don't know where it's located.

I do.

BC

What's in there?

Something important, which we've been searching for almost a year.

How do you know it?

I remember this symbol.

I used to hide there when I was little.

From who? Your folks?

I never even knew them.

I'm an orphan, too.

I was taken in by an orphanage when I was ten.

That's where the Cause was born.

Without them, who knows what would be of me?

I might've turned out like you.

Dazzling?

Selfish, lonely...

competitive.

Thank you.

I don't tend to recruit people who've done the Process.

They better join before turning 20.

I don't even know how old I am. My birth wasn't registered.

What about your name?

"Joana" was on my fake birth certificate.

But now I really am Joana. I grew fond of it.

We're here, the place of your treasure.

20 CENTS

How do you know this is it?

Holy shit!

Finally!

I mean, fuck.

Now what? Did you bring a shovel?

It isn't in the ground.

Now what? Did you bring wings?

Joana!

What's wrong? Fear of heights?

What are we looking for?

A letter from the Old Man, the founder of the Cause.

If he were to be captured,

we should find it and read his final words, the fate of the Cause.

-You're gonna show me, right? -You're not in yet.

Fuck, Silas.

Is everything okay?

I don't know what to say at times like these.

Nothing. Don't say anything.

I know what we have to do to stop Process 105.

And I know the part you're going to play.

For the Old Man's plan to work,

I gotta steal something from Gerson's house, the militia leader.

-You've been there before, right? -If Gerson catches me...

I knew you would put your life above the Cause.

Then at least draw me a map.

-I'll steal it myself. -What's in there that you need so much?

None of your business.