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[kissing and moaning]

[jazzy music]

♪

- I can't believe
we're doing this.

[laughs]

[patriotic music]

♪

[laughing and moaning]

[suspenseful music]

- Sir Nathaniel!

♪

- This is insane.

How long do we have?

- Long enough.

[patriotic music]

♪

- [snoring]

- Sir Benjamin!

Have you seen Sir Nathaniel?

- Uh... oh, uh... uh...

Uh... [clears throat]

Methinks I saw him

at the quartermaster's lodging,

by the stables and the...
just...

Near the livery.

- Ah, I see.

Carry on.

- Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Hear, ye, hear, ye.

Please note that Paul Revere's
pony rides are still closed,

and the next showing
of "Young Jefferson in Love"

will commence in 15 minutes--

- Nathaniel Harrison. A word.

- Colonel Pennington.

- Nathaniel,
when a bear is hungry,

he seeks food.

When there is no food,

the bear tracks and eats a man.

There is no more food,
Nathaniel.

As such, I regret to inform you
that your services

are no longer required.

Look, Nathan, you're a nice guy,

but we've had some cutbacks.

Park's not doing great.

- [clears throat]
Mark.

- Your final compensation
will arrive via post

in two weeks' time.

You've been loyal, Nathan.

The entire community
of Jamestown Park

appreciates your service.

Ah, ta. Shh, shh.

Mm. Shh. Ah.

[stirring string music]

[phone line trilling]

[phone vibrating]

[trilling continues]

- Hi, you've reached Mary.
Sorry to keep you waiting.

I'm off living life
and having adventures, but--

[phone beeps]

♪

[moaning]

- Oh. Oh, shit!

Hey, man.

- Nathan...

- Look, man, I, uh...
hey, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry--
I don't usually do this.

Hey, can I grab my jacket?

It's just right there, just...

I'll get it later.

- Nathan, I-I messed up.

You know I...
I didn't think...

I wasn't thinking.
It just happened.

We weren't...

I should've told you
about Jason.

I was planning on it,
but it just--

it never seemed like
the right time, and...

And you and I haven't been
what we were...

For a really long time.

[echoing]
Nathan, we need a divorce...

[melancholy piano music]

♪

[upbeat music]

♪

[car horn honking]

- Watch out, Columbus!

♪

- Nathan?

Oh! Nathan!

Oh! Are you all right?

Oh, you look awful.

- [mumbling]
Harrison...

- Oh, let's get you home.

- [yawning]

[stirring piano music]

♪

[yawns]

Whom do I thank for the shelter?

- Oh, morning, Nathan.

- My name is Nathaniel.

- Oh. Nathaniel.

Yeah, sorry.

- I remember you.

You're a liaison
for Jamestown Park.

Vivian, was it?

Oh, and if I recall correctly,
I see Robert over there.

Greetings, Robert!
[chuckles]

Are you angry with that device?

- Well, it-it just takes forever
to heat up,

and then when it finally does,
it burns everything in it.

I keep talking about it,
but it never gets fixed!

- You know,
those motorized carriages

you have here
are quite dangerous.

I was nearly hit by one
during one of my strolls.

- Oh, well, I'm just glad
you're all right.

People drive like maniacs.

- I'll be sure to look both ways
from now on,

I can tell you that.

May I assist you, Robert?

- It's just a blown bulb.
I can handle it.

- He just wants to get that lamp
fixed before lunch, that's all.

I know, why don't you go
to your room and relax,

and we'll call you
when lunch is ready.

- You all have been most kind
with providing me

a safe haven during my mission.

I just wish to help
as much as possible.

- Oh, don't mention it.

Just go and relax,

and we'll take care
of everything, all right?

[smoke alarm beeping]

Damn it!

[quirky string music]

- A stupendous meal, Vivian.

- Well, I didn't make it,
but thank you.

- Regardless,
an admirable choice.

- So, Nathaniel.

What have you been up to?

- Researching
this new colony of yours.

I am still astonished
at the level of technology.

A machine that washes
your clothes without hands.

Motorized carriages
without horses.

It is very progressive,
I must say.

- Well, that sounds like fun.
[chuckles]

- How long have the two of you
resided here?

- Oh, I don't know.

How long has it been, Robert?

- Seven years.

- Interesting.

An early start to the cause.

I must say, the both of you

have done a splendid job
at assimilating.

I-I appreciate having you
at my side.

You are very dedicated
to the cause.

I can tell.

- Your father--
Robert and I were talking,

and-and I don't want this
to seem too intrusive,

but how would you feel
about seeing someone every day

to talk to for a while?

You know, someone who can help?

- Someone to confide in,
you mean?

A priest? I-I must confess,

I have never been
the best churchgoer.

I feel as though
our cultural differences

would get in the way
of my research.

- A cultural ambassador.

Someone who can help you
with your research.

- Vivian's right.

It might help, you know,

to work out your...

Whatever's going on here.

- That is a brilliant idea.

I can enhance
my cultural research

by speaking
with the cultural ambassador.

Have you made
the proper connections?

- As a matter of fact, I have.

I've scheduled
an appointment for you

tomorrow with Dr. Zimmer.

Oh, you're going to love him.

- Hear, hear.

Yeah. Huh?

To the progress of our colony.

You know,
it would be especially difficult

to cultivate land like this.

What is this exactly?

- That's a Zen garden.

It's supposed to put you
in a relaxed state of mind.

- Yes.

I can feel it.

I have so many questions.

Where shall I begin?

♪

- I understand
you're an observer here

to our society.

- Of sorts.

I have been sent
by the great colony

of Jamestown Park
to scout your new colony

for ways to progress ours.

The "Mary."

The most exquisite ship
you can imagine.

Its white sails streak so high,

it is as if
they are kissing the sun.

It is scheduled to arrive soon.

I have much to do before then.

This new colony
is just so... progressive.

Did you know that there is
a miniature theater

you hang on your wall?

It's flat
but has the most infinite depth,

and it displays

the most elaborate plays
that I have ever seen.

At this point, I've-I've learned
to be open to anything.

Very few things scare me.

- What are they?

- [whispering]
The Redcoats.

- Is he all right?

I mean,
is he gonna get any worse?

Do I need to
look into any hospitals?

Oh, I can't stand the thought

of my baby being put
into one of those hospitals.

Oh, I've heard such sad stories.

I mean, people die in there!

- Please take a deep breath,
Mrs. Jacobs.

- I'm okay. I'm okay.

I'm calm. I'm sorry.

- Your son is going through
a dramatic struggle right now,

and he's being...
consumed by this character.

- I tried to raise him right,
but Robert was always at work,

and then I had my shop
at night.

- I have to admit,

it's one of the more unusual
cases that I've seen,

but we all go through it
in some ways.

Our best course of action

is to let him continue
in this fantasy of his

but gradually try
to guide him back.

- Why can't we just
snap him out of it?

I mean, it's so scary.

- He's got to come to this
on his own.

I cannot stress that enough.

We can hint or suggest,

but it has to be his idea.

We have to work together
on this, okay?

♪

- Thank you
for arranging the meeting today.

He was a fine authority.

- Aren't you coming home?

- I have yet to complete
my observations for today.

- Are you sure? I mean,
one day won't set you back.

- I apologize, but I must insist
on completing my work.

- All right.

I'll see you later, Nathaniel.

Oh! Before I forget.

This came in the mail for you.

- Ah.
My much anticipated stipend.

Much obliged.

- Just watch out
for cars and everything.

- See you at dusk.

[patriotic drumming]

[gentle guitar and piano music]

♪

- Hey there.

- Oh. Afternoon.

- Nice hat.

- Much obliged.

- Are you a method actor
or something?

- No. I am here under orders

of Colonel Pennington
of Jamestown Park.

- It's nice to meet you,
Nathaniel.

My name's Allison.

- Pleasure to meet you.

- [giggles]
How cordial of you.

- May I ask
how you knew my name?

- Your name tag?
- Oh.

- You're really out there,
aren't you?

- Out... where?

- Mm, hey,
I hope this isn't too weird,

but would you mind if I took
a couple pictures of you?

- What is a picture?

- It's like an instant painting.

- With that?

- Yes.

Pretty please?

- Well, I suppose.

Anything for a beautiful lady.

- Thanks. All right, Nathaniel.
Strike a pose.

[laughs]

[camera shutter clicking]

Now let's try a smiling one.

- Well,
I don't think that's appropriate

for a picture painting.

- Come on. Please?

- Yes?
- Yeah. Perfect.

Now, look at me.

[giggles]

These are great.

Thank you so much, Nathaniel.

- May I ask
what they'll be used for?

- It's part of
a collection I do.

I like to take pictures
that capture life.

- Ah. An artist. How delightful.

- Glad you think so.

I have to go, but maybe
I'll see you around, Nathaniel.

[giggles]

[gentle string music]

♪

- Ah.

[car door opens]

[suspenseful music]

♪

Redcoat.

♪

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, there. I'm Kelly.

Are you here for the class?

- Yes.

- Nice outfit, by the way.
Very authentic.

- Thank you.

Yes.

This is... what I wear.

- I've worn my fair share
of costumes.

Usually,
I'll go with a superhero

or an anime character,
but I really want

to do something
from video games,

but everyone keeps telling me
there are no good

female characters
in video games,

but I'm like, "Of course there
are good female characters."

- Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

♪

- What are you writing?

- Nothing. Nothing at all.

- You can't write nothing,
silly pants.

- It's... official documents.

- Oh, staying in character?

Cool.

♪

- Thank you all for coming.

Mm, who will be first?

Garrett, you first.

- Steven.
- Are you ready?

[guns cock]

- For the revenge of my father,
I will strike thee down

with the force
of a thousand cannons.

- Your father was a liar
and a scoundrel.

He deserved everything he got.

- And so do you.
- Ugh!

[applause]

♪

- Next?

♪

- Redcoat.

- A fine outfit you wear, sir,

but as a juxtaposition
to your treachery.

- Say no more.

You may have been able
to fool this colony...

But I know who you are.

- And you, sir.

A slap
to the face of our good king.

♪

Lay down your weapon,
and surrender.

- I shall never surrender
to a Redcoat.

- Then you may die with honor.

- When he shoots,
you're supposed to fall.

It's part of the exercise.

- I shall never fall

at the feet of the weak.

Leave this colony be.

- Okay. I think we got it.

- Next, please?

- I will not be dismissed.

This man is a danger
to your home,

your children, and your freedom.

- Good evening.
I'm Debra Waters.

I'm standing here
in front of Studio 620

in downtown St. Petersburg,

where words and ideas
come to life.

- Surrender, or I shall fire.

- Okay.

All right, that was really good.

You should come back this week.

- Hey! Guys, stop it!

- This guy's crazy!

- They hold
weekly improvisational classes

for acting students
in the Bay Area.

Oh, here are some now.
Excuse me.

Would you like to comment?

- Are you making
a picture painting?

- Yes, we're live.

[patriotic drumming]

Oh, impressive.

So tell me about your improvisational sessions.

- Improvisational sessions?

That man is a danger to the welfare of your children

and your freedom.

- Ooh, intense.
- Nathan?

- How did you find out
about Studio 620?

How long have you been in the--

I'm Debra Waters. Back to you.

[ambient string music]

♪

[distant rock music
playing over stereo]

- Evening, barkeep.

May I have a pint
of your finest ale?

- Sure thing, pal.

You want to start a tab?

- Hmm?

- Do you want to open a bill

for more drinks?

- Ah. No.

- Seven dollars.

- Of course.

You see this man?

When I stepped off the "Mary,"
he was waiting for me.

Very fine fellow.

- Whatever you say, pal.

- Is everything all right?

- What's up with your outfit?

Is there some sort of...

reenactment in town
or something?

- No. This is traditional
clothing where I am from.

Everyone wears this.

- It must be
a pretty fruity place.

[laughs]

- Oh, I'm sure
I do not know what you mean.

- Oh...
I was just fucking with you.

You ask me, a man can wear
whatever the hell he wants.

- I appreciate that.
- Sure.

I don't need no crazy wife
telling me

what the hell I should want
to wear.

I'll fucking wear pantyhose
with cotton balls stuck to it

if I want to.

Rodney Jones.

Former pest exterminator

and number one
hot dog eating champion

three years running.

- Nathaniel Harrison
of Jamestown Park.

[birds chirping]

[reflective string music]

♪

Apologies.

- Haven't been getting
enough sleep?

- Hardly.

I don't intend to be rude here,

but are we--
are we done for the day?

I have quite a bit of work
to do.

- Nathaniel.

You want to play a game?

It involves a paper bag
and this.

- I'm afraid
I do not follow you, Ambassador.

- Think of a memory.

Imagine it as a rock.

Toss the rock into the bag,
and share it.

- What a peculiar custom.

I-I should write this down.

- Oh, no.
Don't worry about that.

Just try it.

Do you have a rock?

Here. Take mine.

- You're quite unusual,
Ambassador.

- Just throw it.

- What witchcraft is that?

- It's not witchcraft,
Nathaniel.

You know,
the mind is a powerful thing.

We were talking about...
the "Mary."

It still coming?

- Of course.

- Must have been a long time.

You miss your family?

- My family?

Well...
yes, I-I'm sure they are well.

They understand that...

situation with my duty.

- And what is the nature
of this duty?

- Taking notes.

Trying to understand
this culture, and...

You can never
underestimate people.

You never know
who you can trust.

- You write
all this information?

You put it down in your journal?

- Impressive.

Yes, I do.

- That name tag--

- This is how
we identify ourselves.

Surely, you have a similar way
of identification?

- We have driver's license
and ID cards,

but that's most unusual.

Not what we typically think of
as colonial attire.

- Different customs, I suppose.

- Yes. Hmm, that must be it.

That's enough for now,

but I do have
a little homework assignment

for you, though.

[gentle piano music]

♪

- ♪ Pretty ladies

♪ That's what I want right now

♪ Pretty ladies

♪ I want one right now

- I met a lovely young woman
the other day.

I was hoping
we would cross paths again.

- You didn't scare her away
with her outfit?

- I told you this is customary
where I am from.

- I'm just fucking with you.

What's her name?

- Allison.
- Allison, huh?

- Mm-hmm.
- Is she seeing anybody?

- That, I do not know.

- Either way,
you should try and hit that.

- I would never hit a woman.

Besides, I'm not a wealthy man.

I will not be able to afford
a dowry for the likes of hers.

- Are you fucking kidding me?

This is America, son.

Things don't work like that.

You got to be straight with her.

You got to let her decide.

That's how I met my ex-wife.

- What do you mean?

- You got to work for things,
Nathaniel.

You got to want it.

I walked right up to her,
and I said...

"Hey.

"I like your bod.

What do you say?"

- What did she say?

- She was kind of scared.

And then her boyfriend
attacked me,

and I hit him with a mug,

and he bobbed back and forth
like a limp dick

until he passed out.

Then I had to apologize to her

and fill out
some police paperwork,

but I won her over in the end.

One night,
we got so drunk, we did it

right in
my old pest control van.

Next thing you know?

Rodney, Jr.

Shit.

- That sounds awful, my friend.

- Yeah, it wasn't so good.

- I really do wish
to see her again.

- Why don't you go back
to where you met her?

Hang around.
Maybe she'll show up.

- You are very wise, Rodney.

Surely, your current occupation
is one of stature.

What do you do?

- I drink.

- You drink?

- I guess you can say
I work for the government.

Welfare.

- Hi, Nathaniel. [laughs]
- For goodness' sake.

- Got you.
- Yes.

Are you still taking
your picture paintings?

- Yes... I was wondering

if I was ever
gonna see you again.

- How's mine coming along?

- Very well.

Would you like to walk with me?

- That would be lovely.
- Cool.

So, I was thinking,

since you were
such a great model,

that you could be
the centerpiece

in my next gallery,

like a character piece,

showing how you live
from day to day.

- That sounds interesting.

However, I have
a tight schedule to adhere to.

- Come on.

- Much like you have
your projects,

I have a project of my own.

- Oh, yeah?

- Believe it or not, I hold
a high honor with my own colony.

I have a close relation
with the admiralty.

- Well, how about this?
I'll meet you halfway.

If you let me
take pictures of you,

I'll drive you
anywhere you need.

- You own
your own motor carriage?

- I guess I do.

[both chuckle]

So what do you say?

- It's a generous offer.

However--
- Come on!

Every great explorer
had a guide.

I know this place pretty well.

I've only been here a year,
but I'm planning on staying.

- From where did you travel?

- From New York, and then LA.

Oh, everybody moves out there
with the same big dreams,

becoming a great artist,
changing the world.

For most people, it's, like,
not about the meaning.

It's so cutthroat.
Anyways, I got burnt out.

I just want to be happy.
[laughs]

- Life, liberty,
and the pursuit of happiness.

That's what my colony
was founded on.

- Well, that's why
I started my own studio.

Do you want to see
some of my work?

I really like this guy.

It-It's a frog.

- Interesting.

- Thanks. My parents...
think... differently.

They would prefer
that I go back to law school.

- Well, I think it's admirable.

- Or selfish.

- All right.

- Stop by the studio.

I'd love to show you my work.

- I will do just that.

There's a schoolhouse

that has seen better days.

Built nicely, but the paint
is flaking off the wood.

Our blacksmith, John,
owns an old forge.

He has just one fire pit,
but he still puts out

an impressive display of goods.

- Is the forge nearby
to the school?

- It's practically next door.

Everything in our colony
is this way.

The school is by the south gate
furthest from the entrance,

and there's the forge,
the governor's estate,

the stables, and the barracks.

- You know, Nathan,
that reminds me

of a field trip I used to take

when I was a kid in school.

I forget the name,
but it was a small theme park.

I swear it was laid out

like just the one
you've talked about.

- Well,
from a practical standpoint,

I don't see why
more colonies aren't.

- Smithson Park?

No. That wasn't it.

No.

Jamestown Park.

- [laughs]

- Oh, well.

It'll come to me.

- Yeah.

[patriotic music]

♪

- So you like it?
[chuckles]

- Very much.

It brings out
a different side of me.

♪

- Great. I love it.

I think it's gonna be
the main piece of the show.

- Really?
- Only if you're okay with it.

- Well, I-I suppose so.

- Great.

I really want you to be there.

I think it's gonna be awesome.

- I shall make the time.

- I'm so excited.

♪

- My apologies.

I do not wish
to be late for dinner.

I must go.

- Oh. Sure.

♪

- Excuse me, young man,
what is it you're doing there?

- [yells]
- Hey!

You better run, you pervert.
You better run!

- I apologize!

♪

- Nathaniel.

You missed dinner.

- Apologies. I just jogged
a considerable distance.

I'm afraid...
I will have to turn in.

Good night.

[melancholy guitar music]

♪

[birds chirping]

[waves crashing]

- Morning, Nathaniel.

- Good morning.

I must have dozed off
quite late today.

- I didn't want to wake you.

I made breakfast. You want some?

- That'd be delightful.

Where's Robert?

- Robert is at work.
- Oh.

- So, what have you been up to?

- I've been having
the most enjoyable time

with a woman named Allison.

- Allison, huh?

That sounds so precious.

- She's very supportive
of my duty.

She even offered to escort me
in her moving carriage.

- Really?

- Yes. She's an artist.

She works with images from life
and transforms them

into something
really... special.

I've agreed to be the subject
of her next gallery.

- What?

- Yes. It's quite an honor.

- Well, do you think
that's a good idea?

- Why not?

- Well... I don't know.

I mean, well, if you're
a representative of your colony,

I mean, don't you have to
portray a good image?

- Of course. People need to know
I can be trusted.

- Well, then you can't have
your face mocked and hanged

for everyone to see.

I mean, I don't think
it's a good idea,

considering your duty
to our colony.

♪

- [sighs]
Nathaniel.

Do you remember yesterday

that theme park
I was thinking about?

- I do.

- I brought some pictures.

Would you like to see them?

- I suppose.

- Well, let's see here.

Look familiar?

This is of that schoolhouse

I said reminded me
of your colony.

- Remarkable similarity.

- How about this?

- Where did you get these?

♪

This is strange.

- It is, isn't it?

- That's a...
a remarkable likeness.

♪

- Nathan, is that you?

- You are not an ambassador,
are you?

- Of course I am.

- No.

No.
You are working for the enemy.

You are working
with the Redcoats.

- I'm not a spy.

Nathan, do you know
the woman in this picture?

- My name is Nathaniel!

- Nathaniel, wait.

Sometimes, when we get hurt,
really hurt,

we create mental bandages,
ways to deal with the pain.

I know I have them.

What if I told you

Nathaniel Harrison
is your mental bandage?

- I cannot believe
this betrayal.

I am Nathaniel Harrison
of Jamestown Park,

and you, sir,
are working for the enemy.

♪

- [echoing]
Nathan, I messed up.

You know, I--
and you and I have--

I didn't think--
For a really... long time.

[stirring string music]

♪

- Hyah! Hyah!

Yah! Yah!

Giddyup. Giddyup.

[upbeat music]

Hyah! Yah!

Yah!

Yah! Yah!

♪

Giddyup. Giddyup.

Hyah! Hyah! Yah!

♪

- Shit, man!
You nearly killed me.

- So sorry! Rodney!

Oh, I'm-I'm fairly new
to this device.

- It's all right.
When'd you get a bike?

- Is that what this is called?

- Huh?
- Huh.

Rodney, why does your garment
resemble a carrot?

- Well, after our last talk,
I got thinking,

I need to get back on the horse,
get a job,

make something of myself.

- You've been doing great things
with welfare.

- Oh, I need more than that.

Plus, the ex-wife's clamoring
for more money.

This smoothie place is the best
I can get right now,

but it's a start, hey?

I got to get people's attention!

Hey!

[car horns honking]

Got to get those health nuts
in the door

and sucking down our smoothies.

- Well, I'm very happy
to see the change of character.

- Thanks, buddy.

Oh, so what are you doing?

- Well, I had intended
on calling on Allison,

but I've been unable to.

She... She...

She gave me this.

- That's her?

Right. Just call her.

You can use my phone.

- You have a vocal projector?

- Yeah, I swiped it
from my manager.

[keys beeping]

[line trills]

[phone rings]

- Hello?
- Hello, Allison?

- Nathan? I thought
you had an appointment.

- I-I-I did,
but I-I need to speak with you.

This is so strange.

I can hear you,
but I can't see you.

- Where are you?

- I'm with my friend Rodney.

- Hi!
- Rodney says hi.

I need to see you, if possible.

- Do you want to meet
in the park,

and we can go exploring?

- I'll see you there shortly.

- I just have to finish this up.

I'll see you soon.

- Didn't I tell you
she liked you?

- Yeah!

- Huh?
- Mm. [laughs]

- Hey, Ben Franklin,
where's your kite?

- Oh, I-I'm not Ben Franklin.

- Hey, he's not Ben Franklin,
all right?

- Hey, shut up, Carrot Top.

He looks like Ben Franklin,

so I'm gonna call him
Ben Franklin.

- You take that back.

- It's a free country, isn't it?

Ben Franklin should be able
to tell you

all about that, can't you, Ben?

- Not Ben Franklin, shithole.
- Rodney.

- Hey, fuck you, carrot cake.

- I'll kick your ass.

- Hey! Hey! Hey!

What's going on here?

Rodney, we talked about this!

I'm calling the cops!

Where's my phone?

- How you holding up?

- You ever wonder if you are
who you think you are?

- All the time.

Growing up, I used to want
to be like my parents.

Hardworking, responsible
lawyer type.

Look at me now.
I'm none of those.

Don't get caught up in it.

Just be who you are
in this moment.

I think we all figure it out
eventually.

Let's go have some fun.

[upbeat music]

♪

What's wrong?

- I do not wish to eat a dog.

- It's not a dog, Nathaniel.

- Isn't it a sausage dog?

- No.

I don't know what exactly it is,

but it's definitely not a dog.

And it's American.

- Oh, right.

♪

Your literary selection
is quite extensive.

Have you read all of them?

- Hmm, no.

But I'll let you know when I do.

- Please do.

Ships make port here?

- Some ones, yeah.

Smile.

Sorry. The flash was on.

You okay?

- Yes.

I feel as though
I just stared into the sun.

- I'm sorry.

[both chuckle]

[ambient music]

♪

- This is where
my ship will dock

when it completes its journey.

- The "Mary"?
- Of course.

It's a long voyage, you know.

I wait here every day
at this exact spot

for when it arrives.

- How do you know
it'll be right here?

I mean, what if it gets lost?

- Only the finest captains
take command of the "Mary."

It will not get lost.

- May I ask you a question?

- Certainly.

- What if it never comes?

- Do not say that.

- But what if?

- I do not discuss things

that will never happen.

- Okay.

- I apologize.

But it will arrive.

- Whoa, look at this bad boy.

- Allison.
Are you engaged to wed?

- Yeah.

He surprised me the other night.

Right in front of
the whole family at dinner.

I mean,
what was I supposed to say?

- You do not wish to marry him?

- I mean, I don't know.
I like him.

But we're both so different.

I always thought
I'd be with someone more fun.

Everything's always business
and planning.

You, Nathaniel, you're fun.

Really, I mean it.

Anyways.

It is what it is.

We should head back.

[phone chiming]

Sorry. One second, Nathan.

- Certainly.
- [laughs]

Speak of the devil. Yeah?

I'm just finishing up
with Nathan.

Dinner?

Yeah, that sounds good.
I'll ask him.

Nathaniel, would you like
to join us for dinner?

Derek would really like
to meet you.

- I would not want to intrude.

- Not at all.
We want you to be there.

All right. We'll see you there.

- It really is great
to meet you.

She's told me a lot about you.

- And you as well.

Allison has spoken
very highly of you.

- Really? I thought
she'd forgotten all about me,

what with
all your photo sessions.

- I'm gonna use
the ladies' room.

You guys stay here,
talk about men things.

- Want me to order for you?
- No, I'll be right back.

- How do you like your beer?

- Oh, it's... intoxicating.

Good choice.

- Good man.
Real men drink dark beer.

So, you're from out of town?

- I am here under work orders.

- Where from exactly?

- The great colony
of Jamestown Park.

- Really? I'm not familiar
with that area.

Does everyone dress like
they're off their trolley?

- I am unfamiliar
with that term.

But yes, we all dress like this.

- Yeah.

Drop the act.

I know what you're up to.

- Apologies. I-I don't follow.

- This.

Look, I just want to know
what's going on.

Allison's seen you every day.

I don't see her every day.

Clearly, it's some kind
of extravagant ruse

to get in her pants.

- I would never!

- I'm just saying.

Consider this
a friendly warning.

I protect what's mine.

Hey! She's back!

- You guys look very serious.

- I was just explaining
to Nathaniel

what it takes
to be a television reporter.

Can never miss a thing.

Always on your toes.

- Cool. Nathan.

I was thinking
of holding my gallery

next Saturday.

What do you think?

- How could you say no
to that face?

You could get famous.

- I suppose it's true.

- I really think this gallery's
going to open people's eyes,

make them feel connected
to another person,

no matter how strange or special
they are.

To be able to view--

[cell phone ringing]

Derek, we're at dinner.

- Sorry, darling.

Station's ratings are down.
I'm on call.

Yello?

- This is a lovely restaurant.

- I'm glad you think so.

- Good morning.
- [gasps]

- How's the day?

- Jesus.

- Apologies.
- Nathaniel.

I'm fine, and yourself?

- Quite jovial, thank you.

- You've been staying out
pretty late.

- Allison wanted
to introduce her fiancé to me

and discuss her exhibit.

- That's great, Nathaniel.

Have you thought any more
about what we discussed?

- What do you mean?

- Well, I think it's nice
that you're having

such a good time with this girl,

but I think it would be better
if you kept it under the radar,

for the betterment of our colony

and your political standpoint
and everything.

- Poppycock.
Allison would never betray me.

No.
I shall hear no more of this.

[patriotic music]

- Ben Franklin, what's up?

Ben Franklin!

- Nathaniel.

The star of the gallery's here.
- Hello, Allison.

- Come on in.
I got something to show you.

Which one do you like the best?

♪

[stirring string music]

♪

- Is everyone dressed like they're off their trolley?

- Can't have your face
mocked and hanged

for everyone to see.

- Nathan, is that you?

♪

- Is everything okay?

- Allison...

I have
a bit of bad news for you.

You cannot feature me
in your gallery.

- What?

- It's not that I don't
find you talented, I--

All of these pieces--
it's just that

I cannot compromise
my position here

as a representative
of Jamestown Park.

- What?
- I hope you understand.

I appreciate you
showing me around,

and I-I hope we can still

keep each other company.

- Just get out.

- Allison.
- Leave.

♪

[phone line trilling]

- Hello?

- Mrs. Jacobs?
- Yes?

- This is Dr. Zimmer.

- Oh. How is Nathan?

- That's what I wanted
to talk about.

He didn't show up today.

- What do you mean?

- I'm afraid I scared him away.

- What did you do?

- I showed him some pictures
I found of Jamestown Park.

One of Mary.

- I don't know what to do.

I mean, this has been going on
for so long.

- I thought we were there,
but clearly he needs more time.

♪

- Did the pictures
make him worse?

- I wouldn't say worse.

He just--
he's just trying to resolve

some problems in his own way.

We can't do what we think is right for him.

- This is bullshit!

What are we paying you for?

[phone beeps]

[phone beeps, keys beeping]

- Allison.

Where are you?

You weren't at the house,
and today's been a nightmare.

All right. What did I do?

- He said I can't use them.

He changed his mind.

- Really? Did he say why?

- He said
it compromised his mission.

Maybe he's right.
I didn't want to exploit him.

I wanted to celebrate him.

- What do you mean, his mission?

- Nathan believes
everything he says.

- You mean it's not an act?
- No.

He's like that all the time.

- You know, there's still a way

you can show your photos
to the world.

- How?

- If it was a news story.

The laws are a lot more lenient.

We can still celebrate him.

[TV blaring indistinctly]

- She hates me.

- What'd you do, you idiot?

- I asked her not to use
my photos in her gallery.

- How'd she take it?

- Not well.

[patriotic drumming]

♪

- The hell with it.

We're gonna get you so drunk,

you won't even care.

Keep 'em coming
like Niagara Falls.

Ha-ha! Son of a bitch.
I knew you had it in you!

- You're great!

Let's sing a song, huh?

♪ Yankee Doodle went to town

♪ Riding on a pony

♪ Stuck a feather in his hat

♪ And called it macaroni

both:
♪ Yankee Doodle, keep it up

♪ Yankee Doodle dandy

♪ Mind the music and the step

♪ And with the girls be handy

[both laughing]

[dramatic musical sting]

- This may look
like a normal residence,

but the family that lives inside has a dark secret:

a mentally ill man

with a delusion that he's from the 18th century.

- He was nice enough,
but he seemed pretty weird.

- He tried to kidnap my son!

- He kept yelling at me,
and when I didn't respond,

he attacked me.

- I do not know them.
- I had to hold him back.

- The truth came out
about Nathaniel Harrison

when I did a little digging
into his actual background.

His real name is Nathan Jacobs,

a recently terminated employee

from the bankrupt theme park
called Jamestown Park,

here in St. Petersburg.

I reached out to Nathan
for comment

but was declined an interview,

but if this man
really is suffering

from deep mental issues,

the real question is,
how safe can we be

with him roaming the streets?

For Channel 2 News,
I'm Derek Williams.

Back to you.

- How can they say such things?

I am not mentally ill.

- Fucking media spinmasters.

- I need to get home.

- Oh! Oh.

- I am well. I am well.

- Are you sure?

You almost busted
some serious ass there.

- Yes.

- All right.

[patriotic drumming]

You have any problems,
you call me.

- I am a man.

- Fuckin' right!
Say it again.

- I am... a man.

- God damn it, that sounds good.

♪

- Robert? Vivian?

- Nathan, why are you here?

- I have some questions
to ask you--

- Nathan, hi.

How are you?

- What's going on?

- Mary here just wanted
to stop by

and see how you were doing.

- Huh? What?
How's it going, Nathan?

- Colonel.
Your disguise is impeccable.

- It's Mark, Nathan.

Park's closed.

IRS shut us down.

Turns out we weren't even
that historically accurate.

I feel like
this is all my fault.

I was too hard on you.

Your wife and I decided
to stop by to show some support.

Mm.

- Wife?

I do not know this woman.

- How can you say that?

Vivian called to fill me in,

and I came over
as soon as I heard.

And I'm here to talk
or whatever you need.

[stirring music]

Nathan, you still haven't
signed the divorce papers,

and I'm moving into
a different stage in my life,

and I think that you should too.

You owe it to yourself.

I want to help you.

- Help me?

There is nothing wrong with me.

Do you think I am dangerous
as well?

What about you?

Robert? Vivian?

- Nathan, calm down.

- You were supposed to be
my liaisons.

As for you, Colonel Pennington,

I'll report you to the council.

You'll be hanged for treason.

- God damn it, Nathan, we are
not going to do this anymore.

We have been playing along
with this fantasy of yours,

but we are done.

We're your parents,
for Christ's sake!

- Great. The maggots are back.

- It's boiling.

- Is everyone here mad?

I apologize,
but I do not know you.

- Nathan,
I'm sorry for what I did,

but we were on different paths.

- My name is Nathaniel!

- You can still start fresh,
Nathan.

- I do not know you,
and you do not know me!

- Nathan, it's not real.

We have to deal with this!

- [yells]
- [gasps]

- Honey! Are you all right?

[gasps]

- I apologize.

- Am I shining?

[door closes]
Let's go. Go, go.

Nathan. Nathan.

The people deserve to hear
your side of the story.

Do you understand?

If you grant me
a personal interview,

we'll clear all this up.

No, Nathan!

Nathan!

Cut. We'll get him later.

- Damn it, Derek.

- What is your relationship
with Nathan?

Can you give us a comment
about his mental wellbeing?

- Look at all the exposure
we're getting.

Isn't it great?

- Can you go on the record
and please give us a comment?

- Do you mind?
That's my fiancée.

Allison, honey, what's wrong?

[doorbell dings]
This is good for us.

- You goddamn reporters can't be
on my property like this.

This is trespassing.

I'll call the police.

- I'm not a reporter.

I'm Nathan's friend Allison.
- Who?

- I'm Allison.
I'm the photographer.

- Are you that girl
he's been seeing?

- Wait, what was that?
- Sort of.

I'm sorry to bother you,

but I really need to speak
with Nathan.

- Nathan's not here,
but come in.

- Thank you.
- Allison!

Oh, fuck.

- What happened?

- You should know by now
that my son isn't well.

His mother had the bright idea

of having his ex-wife over
to surprise him.

It didn't go well.

- I can imagine.

- We built this together,
him and I.

- The ship.
- Yeah.

One day he was playing,
knocked it over,

broke this piece off.

I put it away
thinking I'd fix it later.

Guess life just took over.

I felt like I knew
who he was then.

Now I don't know who he is.

- He's your son,
and he's a good person.

♪

[patriotic drumming]

♪

[ship bell tolling]

[uplifting string music]

♪

- We're gonna bring 'er
right over to ya!

♪

[water lapping]

- Nathan, are you okay?
Let me call an ambulance.

- I'm fine. Fine.
I'm fine.

[coughing]

- I know about Mary.

- I don't know who I am anymore.

But I want to find out.

- I'm sorry about what happened.

Needless to say,
the engagement's off.

- Good. I mean, I'm sorry.

- [chuckling]

- But good.

[ambient guitar music]

[applause]

- We've all heard
that life has an ebb and flow.

We move about like zombies,

taking the bad with the good
without question,

always hoping that good
is just around the corner.

We've all been living a lie.

I found a way
to get rid of the ebb,

transforming my own life
into a perpetual flow,

a constant rush
of good and positivity.

Now, you're not gonna get there today,

no matter how much
I try to help,

but I can get you started
on the right path.

Repeat after me.

I am a man.

all: I am a man.

- Damn, that sounds good.

- Hello, this is Vivian's,
Nathan's mother,

and I called
first of all to apologize

for the last time I believe we spoke on the phone.

I was less than polite,
and I think I have some words

that I would like to take back
and apologize for,

and most of all,
I want to thank you

and let you know that Nathan
is doing so much better.

- But what does it mean?

It means
we are no longer children.

No longer boys. No longer girls.

No more sitting around
waiting for the adults

to make decisions--
we are the adults now.

We are masters of our fate.

I just hope to be able to change
lives how I changed mine.

I have a friend who started me
on this journey.

He reminded me
that it's never too late

to discover who you are.

♪

[stirring piano music]

♪