MANAGER
We have two surprises, but first, let's take a tour of our factory and witness the production of androids.
INT. DAY. A CORRIDOR ENDING WITH A THICK, OPAQUE GLASS DOOR
Tom and Lara stand behind the manager as she opens the factory door with a long key from her hidden pocket of her pink jumpsuit. Cold vapor bursts out from the door as it opens.
INT. DAY. A SPACIOUS HALL SURROUNDED BY GLASS-DOOR REFRIGERATORS
MANAGER (with pride)
This is our manufacturing plant. This is our “storage.”
Tom walks past closed glass cabinets, obscured by steam. Through the misty glass, he catches glimpses of old and frozen android faces. Numbered signs with large 12-digit alphanumeric codes are displayed on the cabinets. The manager notices Tom's interest.
MANAGER
These are our "originals." We keep them frozen to prevent aging. We only defrost them when we replicate them. Afterward, we return them.
TOM (sweating)
My goodness!
MANAGER (explaining)
After the war, pollution caused entire regions to become disconnected. Finding new "originals" became problematic, so we preserve them in this dormant state to prolong their lives. It's incredibly challenging to find new models because… humanity is nearly extinct.
Tom shivers involuntarily.
TOM
How many humans are left?