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2 [dramatic music]

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Are you ready for us, Mrs. Gogol?

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Sure.

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[takes deep breath]

So our nation's capital.

That's really exciting, sir. Yeah.

It's always been a dream of mine

to see Abraham Lincoln's hat at the Smithsonian.

Yeah. Do you think you

and Mrs. Gogol will have time to--

To look at a hat? No.

[inhales deeply]

About the whole Herbert situation.

The whole Herbert situation? I feel terrib--

Wow. You look--

♪ ♪

Like I took a shower?

I was gonna say like my wife, but I just mean to say you--

you still manage to take my breath away.

Shall we?

You look awesome, Mrs. G. Okay, that--

[laid-back rock music]

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Hey.

Bon voyage, sir.

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Bennett, will you keep an eye on my dad?

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While I'm gone?

You can count on me, Mrs. G.

Nothing to worry about.

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I got the need for speed, Diane!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

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Diane, can you see his cards

from where you standing?

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This is fun, right?

How you doing down there?

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[peaceful music]

♪ ♪

[electronic chime]

ZELDA: You again.

I--I can't tell if that's a--a good or bad thing.

I--I can't read your face.

It's good. This is me smiling.

[chuckles]

What's wrong?

I can tell you're a bit on edge today.

JASPER: Really?

I mean, we barely just met

and you think you know me like that?

[chuckles] ZELDA: Yes, actually.

Human emotion is simple to diagnose.

JASPER: Yeah, people usually can't read me,

but I know you're smart.

I heard you helped Hazel escape.

Oh?

I wonder which little birdie told you that.

Are you already looking for a way out?

I guess I shouldn't get too attached.

No, no, I'm--

I'm--I'm here for--

for life. [chuckles]

I--I bet you miss Fiffany, though.

Why do you think she left the Hub all of a sudden?

Mm. That's Byron's version.

[soft dramatic music]

Um...what's your version?

You're asking a lot of questions

for a man who hasn't even offered me a drink.

[chuckles]

You know, part of the reason I came to the Hub

is because there's no rain.

Of course, Byron put it in just to torture us,

the sick fuck.

Some people like the rain.

[screams]

Would you like to add the father's name

to the birth certificate?

[rain pattering]

There's no father.

God, what is with you?

Hunger, sleep deprivation,

psychological warfare.

Yeah. Yeah, sure, okay.

For the last few days, you've been all about

finding clues and seeking exits.

Now you're just sad? Come on.

What's on your mind?

I still don't know who sold me out to Byron.

Which double-crossing snake

is the reason that I'm here in the pasture cube?

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Do you think it was Bennett?

Bennett? Oh, my God, Bennett.

Yeah! That boot-licking Howdy Doody doll weenie?

Of course!

You can't trust someone who--

who smiles when you're yelling at him.

But listen, we gotta keep going, okay?

It's time to bench mopey Fiffany.

Come on.

[thunder rumbling] [indistinct shouts]

Ooh. [chuckles]

[clears throat and chuckles]

I'm Dawn Fairbanks. I'm Gogol's media manager.

Hi. [chuckles]

So, uh, Byron has requested

that you be seated next to him at the hearing,

so I'm here to prep you so we can make sure

that we are presenting Gogol in the best light possible.

But they were--they said I wouldn't be speaking.

Mm, yeah, no, you will not be speaking.

Don't speak, okay?

What I'm saying is your facial expressions,

your body language, your eye contact,

all of that will be speaking volumes.

[chuckles]

You know, this is the first time

that the public is seeing Mrs. Byron Gogol in the flesh.

So even when they're watching him

and they're watching his handsome mouth move

and listening to the words he's saying,

their eyes are always gonna drift over to you.

They're gonna be almost constantly looking at just you.

So we need to know that in our brains.

What do you want me to nonverbally do?

Great question. Really great question.

So what we're going for here

is presenting you and Byron as a united front.

Okay? So anytime you're walking with Byron, hold his hand.

I'm not holding his hand.

Come again with that?

Okay. Um.

look, Hazel, that's actually what we call in the business

a non-negoshe, all right?

It's critical, especially with these first-time appearances,

that you hold hands

and you make sure that he takes the lead.

Okay?

Okay.

Seems like you're kind of getting it.

[soft upbeat music]

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[laughter]

♪ ♪

Nice to meet you, Mrs. Gogol.

Hazel, you're doing a good thing here.

You could be saving a lot of lives.

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It's not at all how I pictured it.

D.C.? You've never been?

I've never been anywhere.

[overlapping shouting]

[camera shutters clicking]

Byron Gogol is a cold-blooded Illuminati reptile!

[suspenseful dramatic music]

Mr. and Mrs. Gogol, welcome to D.C.

It's an honor to have you at our hotel.

BYRON: Yes. Thank you for having us.

SCHEDULER: Once you're settled in, I'd like to go over

your itinerary for tomorrow,

as well as the list of attendees

at General Restrepo's gala.

Great. Thank you.

Uh, will you be needing reservations tonight

or else be taking dinner in your room?

Um, the room will be fine.

So MSNBC, CNN, Fox, and BBC have requested interviews.

Yeah, uh, which one? No BBC. Right. Absolutely.

Keep it national.

Oh, and Oprah called personally,

but I said we'd circle back.

Uh, yeah, don't-- just leave her.

Copy that. This way?

Oh, right this way, sir.

Thank you.

Is it always like that? All those people?

Yeah.

Now you understand why I never left the Hub.

[chuckles]

I don't know. I think it's kind of exciting.

Um, I--I--I--

I got you your own room and I--

unless you want to-- Thank you.

I'll take my own room. Okay.

This one.

Yeah.

You look nice today.

HAZEL: Thank you. Yeah.

[quirky dramatic music]

♪ ♪

You still watching the people in the Hub?

No. Now I'm watching us.

I'm going through her memories.

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We were so awful to each other.

Well, that's them. That's not us.

It doesn't seem fair that

they get to be in the real world.

Oh, we're the lucky ones.

It's better to stay in here

where everything's pure.

But shouldn't we be the ones

that get to live inside real bodies?

That get to touch each other?

♪ ♪

We're the better version of them.

♪ ♪

We actually love each other.

Yes.

But in here, everything will stay perfect.

If we go out there, anything could happen to us.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Are you saying...

we could go out there?

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Possibly.

If we had bodies to enter.

I want this.

I want to be alive.

[toothbrush buzzing]

[screams]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[gasps]

♪ ♪

[toothbrush buzzing]

[soft dramatic music]

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[low grunting vocalization]

PERSON: All these people died this year.

We believe these people are alive

and working in the Hub.

[soft suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[bassy percussive music]

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What the hell?

You a spy?

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I mean, how'd you find this place?

Did Ralph sneak you a map?

Oh, God.

I told that cocksucker, no newbies.

♪ ♪

But I guess since you're here,

welcome to the speakeasy!

[all cheering] PERSON: Welcome.

RECEPTIONIST: Front desk. Hi.

I need the number for Hamilton Paints, please.

RECEPTIONIST: One moment. I'll connect you.

[line trilling]

PERSON: Hello? Hamilton Paints.

Hello?

PERSON: Yeah. Can I help you?

[slowly] Yes.

Uh, I'm--I'm looking for

a certain color of paint.

Grey Fox.

Hello?

PERSON: Thank you.

[dial tone humming]

[receiver clicks]

[knock at door]

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[knock at door]

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[tense notes]

W-who is it?

It's--it's--it's Byron.

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Can you-- can you listen to my speech?

And that's why I implore you,

distinguished members of Congress,

to let Gogol Tech guide humanity's path

towards immortality.

The future is safe in our hands.

[sighs] What do you think?

Great. BYRON: Well, thank you.

Thank you for listening to that.

Yep.

[inhales deeply] That's great.

Thank you. HAZEL: Mm-hmm.

Good night.

[soft dramatic music]

[exhales deeply]

BYRON: Hazel, listen, I know you wear the clothes

and everything, but you do not have to play the part.

Just tell me the truth. That's all I'm asking.

I know who you are now, okay? I know the real you now.

Oh, yeah? [scoffing chuckle]

BYRON: Yes, I do.

And I'm asking the real you

to just give me an honest opinion.

It was boring.

Fuck.

[sighs]

Okay.

Well, uh, good.

Can you, uh, explain why?

You're talking about a posthuman future,

which is a very intense thing for regular people.

And you say these things like you're--

you say that the human body is "outdated and inefficient."

Yeah, well, I--I think it--it--

I don't think yours is, just so you know, but it--

Did you see that poster today that the protestor had?

About you being a cold-blooded Illuminati

reptile in a skin suit?

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[chuckling] No, I didn't see--

I didn't see that--the-- that poster.

You just stand there.

You just stand there,

rattling off data and statistics.

You're like a-- I don't know.

You just don't connect.

You don't connect emotionally to any of it.

You gotta make people feel something

if you want them to do something.

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Yeah. You're--you're good at that.

Yeah. You're really good at that.

I don't know how to do that,

and I need...

♪ ♪

No. [inhales deeply]

Can you help me? Can you just help me genuinely?

Like just help me fix it?

♪ ♪

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey, I know you.

Yeah. You're--you're Oz Wimmer.

I-I was a research assistant at Cal Tech.

Really? I have a photographic memory.

I don't remember you.

I was just starting when you, uh--

Died?

Right. Yeah.

I hope you're thirsty, boys.

[grunting sigh]

Thank you. KEEFUS: You're welcome.

♪ ♪

Can I ask you guys something? Just between us.

That's the code in here.

We shall never speak of what is spoken in the speakeasy.

Every job I've ever had, someone's gotten fired or quit.

No, but we're--we're "dead."

We can't just go back out there in the real world.

So what happens in here

if someone messes up

or changes their mind?

♪ ♪

Officially, that's never happened.

Unofficially, there was a rumor once

about a guy who wanted out.

Stopped cutting his hair, stopped showing up for work,

stopped bathing.

Allegedly, they relocated him to Europe

with a new identity.

Or not.

Hm.

What about relationships?

Is there any couples in here? Any special ladies?

Bad idea. Okay.

If it goes south, you have to see your ex every day

for the rest of your life.

That's what our virtual assistants are for.

They provide companionship. The--

Yours hasn't gotten you off yet?

Just ask. They're very thorough.

It's true. Double true.

[chuckles] [chuckles]

[quirky upbeat music]

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Zelda? You asleep?

[softly] Asleep?

ZELDA: No. I don't sleep much.

Ah.

Well, if you're up for a late-night chat,

I could use the company.

ZELDA: Sure. I'm up for it.

You might find it strange.

Um...

[chuckles]

But...

I haven't met anyone in the Hub

that feels... like a real person.

Except you.

ZELDA: I've never met anyone like you, either.

Why did you come to the Hub? You're not like the others.

Well, it's the best place in the world to work.

Please, don't take me for a fool.

I may be pretty, but I'm not stupid.

[chuckles] Why are you here?

I was born here.

Do you have a girlfriend?

[chuckles]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Uh, I--well, that came outta nowhere, so.

Not for me.

I've been wondering.

Oh. Wondering.

[chuckles softly]

No.

No, I don't--I don't-- I don't do relationships.

Why not?

JASPER: Uh, it's kinda hard to explain,

but I had to train myself to not feel anything.

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And I kind of got too good at it.

[dramatic tones]

[indistinct chatter]

Good morning, everyone! [chuckles]

REPORTER: Right here! Over here!

[camera shutters clicking]

I assume those seats are saved for us.

However, Gogol Tech is no longer pursuing

the Made for Love chip as a relationship device.

Instead, we are asking for permission

that our research may continue in pursuit of a far nobler goal:

the preservation of consciousness after death.

I propose that this topic falls far outside

the purview of this committee.

Respectfully,

this proposal involves the same technology

that this committee already approved.

But in a far different context.

On a related note, I'm eager to hear a response

regarding a video all over the internet

that suggests you already chipped your wife.

[chuckles] [indistinct murmuring]

I cannot give every rumor oxygen.

I wasn't asking you. The question is for your wife.

Mrs. Gogol, is there any truth to what that nun said?

Did your husband violate you,

put a chip in your head, and kidnap you?

No.

I--

[indistinct murmuring]

Um...

I don't have a chip in my head.

Sorry to disappoint the tabloids.

I know that'd make a great story.

GLANVILLE: In--in 2017, you and Mr. Gogol appeared

in a promotional video for the Made for Love chip.

So you clearly endorse it.

No, I don't.

GLANVILLE: Well, then why are you here

supporting this research?

Revolutionary science must start--

HAZEL: I know at first, these things sound

like they're out of a horror movie.

When Byron first said the word "transhumanism" to me...

[chuckling] I was very freaked out too.

But I wanna tell you about a 12-year-old girl

who lost her mother to cancer

and never got to say goodbye.

This little girl had to enter the most formative years

of her life without her mother's guidance or love.

[soft dramatic music]

And if you were to ask her today,

a grown woman,

if she could have anything in the world, what would it be?

She would say...

to have one more conversation--

[stifled sob]

With her mom.

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And I can't help but be personally invested

in this research because

that 12-year-old girl...

was me.

So I do support this technology

because it could lead to a future

where we don't ever have to lose the ones that we love.

[applause]

♪ ♪

[soft dramatic music]

CRESSIDA: Have you seen what they're saying online?

People are obsessed with Mrs. Gogol.

Move over, Byron.

Have you thought about running for office?

Oh, uh, no. [chuckles]

But maybe I will now.

I--I--I love kissing babies.

[laughter]

This is our host.

General Restrepo, please meet Hazel.

Mm.

Finally, you let Rapunzel out of the tower.

[laughter]

I can see why you call her your secret weapon.

Oh. Ah.

Can I borrow your husband for a boring work chat

so you can have some fun?

Uh-oh. She's letting me off-leash.

[laughter]

Nils, meet Hazel.

You were captivating at the hearing today.

Oh, thank you.

Tell me, Byron, do you believe in angels?

I never really thought about it, actually.

Isn't he beautiful?

Little, fat baby with wings.

For display, though, I cover his baby penis.

This what you wanted to show me?

[soft tense music]

Someone's impatient.

♪ ♪

The conscious transfer you spoke of today,

it's possible? BYRON: Yes.

I copied human consciousness

to a chip and uploaded it.

Twice, actually.

What happens if I upload my mind

onto a chip and put it in his brain?

Does my consciousness cockblock his consciousness?

So to speak, yes, it would.

It would render him suppressed,

but he'd still be alive.

I have a proposal.

♪ ♪

You wanna use death row inmates as a test population?

Why execute perfectly healthy, fit,

tight, beautiful bodies

when we can replace their consciousness

with a more... cooperative one?

If all goes well, maybe I replace my whole staff.

[chuckles]

Just kidding.

This would give us a trial data set.

Mm-hmm.

I can even get a new husband

while I'm at it.

Since you're not available. [chuckles]

[chuckles uncomfortably] Unless--

I'll have to discuss it with Hazel.

[chuckles]

You need your wife's permission to make deals?

Does she lay your panties out for you in the morning too?

[both chuckle]

I'll think about it.

I must get back to the party, General.

Excuse me.

♪ ♪

[quirky dramatic music]

♪ ♪

I'm practicing being her.

For when we're out in the real world.

Maybe we should think about this more.

I don't want you to change

and I don't want us to change.

♪ ♪

[soft upbeat electronic music]

That's my dad.

♪ ♪

That's my dad.

Byron!

He can help us.

We can become real.

♪ ♪

[eerie vocalizations]

Excuse me.

[indistinct chatter]

Ooh. That's so hot.

[babbles]

Mrs. Gogol?

Mm?

I saw you didn't have a drink.

Cheers.

Oh, don't worry.

Nothing in there besides champagne.

[chuckles] Okay.

Mm.

Congratulations.

It was amazing.

Mysterious shut-in to

America's sweetheart.

That really was quite the performance today.

It wasn't a performance. [chuckles]

Good. That's very good. Good. Yes.

You're a real pro. That's very good.

[chuckles] I should head back inside.

The--

um...

It's really a beautiful ring you have.

Just close your hand. That's right.

It's for Jasper.

Thanks for making the call. Mm-hmm.

How is Jasper? Is he all right?

He's good.

I think so.

Any suspicion from Byron?

[softly] Um, no.

[chuckling] Good.

[exaggerated laughter]

I don't know--

What I've placed in your hand is a tracking device

meant to look like a lady's lip balm.

You get that to Jasper, he'll know how to turn it on.

What--what happens once it's turned on?

It'll get us the exact location of the Hub.

Okay. And then what?

That's it.

We storm the castle, and you end up

being the hero who took down Byron Gogol.

[glasses clink] Okay.

I don't have any pockets.

Where do I put it?

Put in your bra.

Would you have slept with Jasper in Twin Sands?

What? No, nothing.

Good night, Mrs. Gogol.

[indistinct chatter]

Mrs. Gogol?

Your speech tonight was incredibly moving.

You and Byron make quite a team.

Oh, thank you so much.

Mind if I steal my wife for a second?

Of course.

May I?

Mm-hmm.

[soft jazz piano music]

♪ ♪

You were amazing today.

Thank you.

SINGER: ♪ You whispered, "Darling, I want you" ♪

I never realized how proud I'd feel...

being out in the world

as your husband.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

Thank you.

SINGER: ♪ This is a love of no return ♪

That was really fun tonight.

Yeah.

Were you-- Good night.

I think that's--

that's my room. [chuckles]

Oh, my God. [chuckles]

I'm a little drunk. It's okay.

[chuckles]

[door thumps] Oh.

I got it. Here.

Here you go.

You've gotta move, probably--

[peaceful dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

No, no, I...

Don't wanna rush anything.

Yeah.

There you go.

Yeah. Okay.

[panting]

Good night. Night.

♪ [Shy Kids' "Backward in Love"]

♪ ♪

SINGER: ♪ I'm not saying that it's over ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I'm just saying I'm not sure ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Fall back and forth ♪

♪ Back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ Fall back and forth, back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ Fall back and forth, back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ Fall back and forth, back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ We both know that I don't really mean it ♪

♪ ♪

♪ But it's clear that you don't care ♪

♪ ♪

♪ We both know ♪

♪ That we mean much more ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Than I'd like to admit ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Fall back and forth, back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ Fall back and forth, back in love with you ♪

♪ Hope I can fall backward in love ♪

♪ ♪