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She's been the subject
of countless articles,

including that buzzy
profile in The New Yorker.

She was the inspiration
for Frances Welty's

New York Times
bestselling novel,

Nine Perfect Strangers.

It is our pleasure
to introduce a woman

whose name has become
synonymous with the cutting edge

of psychedelic therapy.

Please, welcome...

...to the Bloomberg
Disruptors Conference,

Masha Dmitrichenko.

You forgot to mention,
she is also the subject

of multiple federal
investigations.

Let's talk drugs, shall we?

So, this family here was able
to connect with their dead son

through a shared hallucination.

It allowed them to work through the
trauma of his death in real time.

This is an extraordinary
breakthrough,

but it is only the beginning.

In concert with my
friends in Silicon Valley,

I've developed a new proprietary
psychedelic delivery system.

So, with this groundbreaking
device, and with the right prompts,

patients can revisit
specific formative memories.

And in this highly
neuroplastic state,

they can experience these
memories as if for the first time.

When will this product
be available to the public?

Well, we're in our next
major round of financing,

and after that, we will
proceed to clinical trials.

So, you haven't tested it yet?

I have tested it on
rats, and myself.

In The New Yorker, they wrote that you
were experimenting with these drugs

to bring your dead
daughter back to life.

Is that true?

Yes, I was connecting
with my late daughter

and it was extremely
transformative for me.

- It changed my life.
- Are you still seeing her?

No. No, I am not.

We have time for
a few questions.

- Uh, yes, you in the back.
- Miss Dmitrichenko.

Could you tell us
how you first learned

about these
innovative therapies?

Years ago, I found a
small clinic in Bavaria

that dealt with, uh, people who
were in desperate situations.

At that clinic, there was a
doctor. She was very kind.

And I owe my career to her.

And my life.

Masha?

- Martin.
- It's good to see you.

I can't believe you came
all the way from Germany

for this dog-and-pony show.

You know her offer
still stands, yeah?

So, she's always happy
to host your practice,

should you ever need a new home
base. And even if you don't...

Masha Dmitrichenko?
You've been served.

Third one this month.

At this rate, I'll be broke.

We don't have cell
service at Zauberwald.

We do not have navigable roads.

It's really off-limits.

There's not gonna be a person
like this asking questions

or something giving you letters.

Please, just consider it. She'd
be really happy to see you.

I would like to see her, too.

♪ Light on the street,
keep me blind ♪

♪ Sand at my feet, you're
running me out of town ♪

♪ Out of my mind ♪

♪ Thousands of
leaves, they bury me ♪

♪ Under her eyes ♪

♪ Mild breeze is telling me ♪

♪ It's not my time ♪

♪ She's not mine ♪

♪ So, day by day,
I'll turn my dreams ♪

♪ Into a ministry, a
ministry, a ministry ♪

♪ Of her love ♪

♪ Day by day, I'll
turn my dreams ♪

♪ Into a ministry, a
ministry, a ministry ♪

♪ Of her love ♪

Not there, Helmut.

Helmut, honestly, you have no
aesthetic sense whatsoever.

- It's a mystery to me.
- ♪ I'm lost in the sea ♪

I don't think that's gonna be
enough. We need more linen.

We have so many guests coming.

What happened to
enjoying your retirement?

It's the first day of your new
retreat, it has to be perfect.

Helmut, that's not...

- ...at all what I asked you to do.
- Yeah.

You're not listening!
It's a problem.

We have a problem.

Quite a haul today.

The altitude can
make the dosages imprecise,

and sometimes the medication doesn't
always sustain in the bloodstream.

- Mm.
- So, best to have a surplus.

We'll test their oxygen levels
against their resting metabolics.

Excellent.

And we can adjust their
dosages accordingly.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe we should also do their
bloodwork again upon their arrival.

Or at least measure their systolic and
diastolic pressures, just to be safe.

Masha!

I would at least need
that data as a baseline.

You make it sound so fun.

I make it sound like a
science. That is what it is.

Until it isn't.

You seem very tense, Martin.

Is there something
you want to say to me?

- Well, with full respect...
- Mm.

...you were invited
here to Zauberwald

to bring your art
and your passion,

both of which are
beyond reproach.

- And what do you bring?
- Discipline.

You're a very nervous
little fellow.

- Here we go.
- Here we go where?

When you get nervous,
you like to deflect,

intoxicate with a smile,
a smell, or an accent,

that you can willingly
lose, by the way,

I guess depending on whether Putin
offends your consumer base or not.

We have been put in the
sandbox to play together,

so we can play nice or not.

No improv with the dosage.

No dosing without consent.

No dosing yourself while
charged with supervision,

and no locking people up.

Oh.

- Hm?
- Yes.

Yes, sir.

There must be boundaries,
I insist on it.

And I must obey.

Uh, I will just... I will... I...
I will just attend to the...

Of course, attend to all of it.

Danke schoen.

Danke schoen. Super.

Super.

...hee-hoo!

Oh, yeah. You guys hear that?

Now, that is what people
come to the Alps for.

Uh, we really just come here
for the challenging trails.

Oh, I hear you.

I started off in Trieste.

Five weeks with just a backpack
eating whatever I could find.

Felt primal, you know,
prehistoric like Ötzi.

The craft website?

No, like the Iceman.

The 5,000-year-old body they
found up here in the glaciers.

The glaciers are melting.

Yeah. Shitty deal.

- Maybe they'll find more bodies.
- So, where do you go next?

Well, you know, I was looking for
a rustic cabin up in the mountains.

And I think I found one.

Herr Sharpe?

I come from Zauberwald.

May I assist you
with your luggage?

Last year's Mercedes.
Pretty rustic.

Uh... yeah, it's just
the one bag, actually.

Thank you.

Zauberwald.

- Well, well.
- Yeah, I, uh, I just have

to go visit somebody first, and
then I'll be back on my adventures.

It once was a famous
sanitarium, you know?

Oh, I... I thought
it was a fancy hotel.

I had a relative who died there.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Thank you.

Ooh.

Lavender. Lovely.

Oh! Jesus.

It's beautiful.

The air up here is so fresh.

Oh, I'm sorry. Do you
not speak English?

Everybody speaks English.

Oh.

Well...

at least we'll have nice, clean lungs
before we plummet to our deaths.

Wouldn't be the worst thing
that ever happened to me.

Or to you, I bet.

Do we know each other?

Shit. I'm so sorry.

I'll just, uh... oh, let
me just... I'll get out...

Oh shit, no, no, no. No.

No, no, no, no, no! Hello!

Hello!

Un-fucking-believable!

Un-fucking-believable!

If my grandfather knew
someday there'd be cameras

strung up all along his
property...

But your grandfather
lived a long time ago,

and things change, and
good therapists use

whatever tools they have.

All I'm saying is that if
you'd colored just a little bit more

within the lines of Tranquillum, you
might not be on the run from the law.

Then I wouldn't be here,
would I, working with you?

And I say this
with all kindness,

but if your grandfather
had done things

just a little bit
differently, then maybe...

...maybe you wouldn't have
to be locked in a room

coming up with inventive
ways to stave off bankruptcy.

Leave them to me.

So, are we, um, are
we picking him up?

My instructions were
only to collect you.

But he is coming, right?

Zauberwald is extremely protective
of the privacy of its guests, sir.

Officially speaking, I do not know
the person you're talking about.

Right. That
makes two of us.

- Danke schoen.
- Yeah.

Goddammit.

You're
fucking kidding me.

- May I help you?
- Fuck! You scared me!

Where have you been?

Jesus!

I'm sorry. I'm...
I'm... I'm so sorry.

I'm just...

Guten Tag.

Listen, um, one of
my bags is missing.

I think it... it might have been, uh,
under the... the bench in the thing,

or maybe it didn't get
unloaded from the car.

Can you just, I don't
know, let them know?

It's very, very important to me.

- Of course.
- Thank you.

Uh, yeah, just these bags here.

Oh, uh...

Do you need a... a
luggage cart, or...?

- Nope.
- Oh!

Thank you! I... I really
do appreciate the help.

Even though
it took a while.

It's a privilege to serve.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

It's
like a fairy tale.

I'm happy you like it.

I'm so over all
the new age wellness stuff.

This is so old, it's
like new, you know?

It's giving Bettelheim's
Uses of Enchantment.

Jungian archetypes.

The Innocent, the Sage,
the Jester, the Outlaw.

- Is that the framework she's using?
- I'm only the pharmacologist, I...

I mean, there are scholars who
think that Jung's work had its basis

in ancestral memory of psychedelic
ritual in pre-Christian Europe.

Isn't that sort of the ontology
of what she's doing here?

Um, "metaphysical bacchanalia,"

as Lars Lee called
it in The New Yorker.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I... I wasn't sure

when you were going
to finish speaking.

Um, it's true.

Mr. Lee did experience an
early version of this protocol.

An early version?
How has it changed?

Is it more targeted? Does
it... Does it still build up

- to the group hallucination at the end?
- Please.

In our time this week, I
urge you to try to forget

what you think you know.

You may find you get the
most out of this... this work

if you don't try to outsmart it.

Interesting.

So, what's she like?

Well, she...

Speaking of Jungian
archetypes...

here comes the Crone.

I haven't been
here in ages! Danke schoen.

Oh, guten Tag!

And she brought a date.

She brought a fucking date.

It's been a long time.

She's been here
before, a few times.

Don't worry, this time, I
have a valid credit card on file.

I first came here during a rough
patch after my second marriage ended.

- Mm-hmm?
- And after that, I had to keep

faking breakdowns to get back in again.

- Martin!
- Victoria.

- Danke.
- Yeah? Super.

Guten Tag.

- Hi, I-I... I'm Matteo.
- Uh-huh.

So, this
is the South Wing.

I didn't even know
there was one.

Yeah.

- Tell me, is Ermelin still in the kitchen?
- She is.

Is she still doing that
marvelous mushroom soufflé?

Only for you.

Supposedly,
the recipe came straight

from the chef at Berchtesgaden.

But we won't hold that
against the poor soufflé.

- Oh, please don't.
- Well, well, well.

Looks like someone's made her triumphant
return to the Harmonia Gardens.

Imogen, my darling. Oh, oh.

Your hair. Oh, there's
so much more of it.

What's this, some
sort of symbol?

Oh, I just took a little
tumble last week in Klosters.

It's not ski season yet.

No, I fell off a chair in a restaurant.
Can you believe it, darling?

Luckily, this
devastatingly handsome man

was there to rescue me.

- This is Matteo.
- Hey.

Matteo what? Oh!

God.

- You don't even know, do you?
- I wanna say it was love at first sight,

but I don't wanna scare him off,
so I'll just say it was lust.

Mom, we were supposed
to come here together

to work on our relationship.

Well, you of all people
should know I can work

on more than one
relationship at a time.

- Does he even speak English?
- English?

Of course, everyone
speak English.

Right, sorry.

Um, although she should
be the one apologizing

for dragging you
here unnecessarily.

No,
no, no. No dragging.

I mean, yeah, I'm... I'm
really excited to come.

Oh, well, now it's time to leave
because this is not a nail salon.

There are no walk-ins.

Herr Fadel is fully
registered in our system.

Willkommen im Zauberwald.

I hope you all will have
a very pleasant time here.

You see, darling, that's
why it always pays

to stay in the same
family of hotels.

You may pay more upfront, but
they'll always accommodate you, yeah?

- Yes.
- Mm. Do you pay for him?

You must
excuse my daughter.

Thirty-five is such
a difficult age.

It's when the panic
really sets in.

You're going
to let him stay?

He has to stay.
He's a part of the plan.

It's fine.

Oh, you can just drop
everything there.

It's fine, thank you.

Oh.

Almost forgot.

This is
completely inappropriate.

Well, that's what
makes it fun, right?

I am not going to
sleep in the same room

as you and your inappropriately
young boyfriend.

- I'm not.
- Okay.

I will ask for a cot, okay?

Or sleep on the floor.
Not with Mother.

- Matteo.
- Yes?

- You seem perfectly nice.
- Oh, thank you.

If a little geopolitically
unplaceable.

But you do understand why my
mother brought you along, right?

As you say, we are boyfriends.

No. No, you're a human
shield she has sex with.

This retreat was supposed to be an
opportunity for my mother and me

to work through some
of the lingering issues

- in our relationship, remember?
- Oh, what are these issues?

Oh, well, let's see.

I'm neglectful, but
I'm also smothering.

I
don't support her,

but I also never forced her
to stand on her own two feet,

- so she has no self-esteem.
- Mm.

Other than that,
yeah, I'm a monster.

Now, can we please just
enjoy this beautiful spa?

I'm getting my own room.

As long as it goes on
your own credit card!

Keep 'em closed.
Hey, hey, no peeking.

- Okay.
- You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.
You gonna show me?

And voila.

- Oh, my God, this is...
- Mm-hmm.

You like it?

- It's pretty sick, right?
- Holy shit.

Yeah, I like it.
It's fucking amazing.

It's amazing.

Oh.

- I just wish the piano wasn't there.
- Yeah, fuck.

Uh, I'm gonna get 'em to
handle this, okay, babe?

Just try and forget about
it for now, alright?

Okay.

I'm just so glad we have
this time together away.

Yeah, me too.

So, what's first? Like, the
spa, or can I start drinking?

I mean, I think there's some kind
of, uh, welcome drinks later tonight.

- Not welcome drinks.
- Welcome drinks.

And until then, I think they just
want us to chill in the room.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Just entertain ourselves.
You think we can do that?

Yeah.

I think I wanna... I
think I wanna take a bath.

What, right now?

Yeah, I'm sorry. I just...
I feel... I feel gross.

I mean, I don't mind.

Yeah, but... but I mind.

I mind.

- Yeah.
- Okay? I...

Listen, I just feel
gross, I don't wanna...

- Be quick, yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh, you
bastard, come on.

Oh, you piece of shit.

Come on.

Hey, lady, have
you got any signal?

No.

Um...

No, I think the...

I think the mountains
block the signal.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Maybe they're
trying to tell us something.

Yeah.

You here for the session?

I'm meant to be.

Though I have this funny
feeling I've been stood up.

- Ah, yeah.
- Uh-huh.

That's too bad.

Although, if I don't have any
reception, have I really been ghosted?

Hm, profound.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Um, well, I think they're gonna
take our phones soon, so...

I better find a landline.

Okay.

Will I see you later?

Yeah.

Bye.

Bye!

Thank you.

So, are you like
royalty or something?

- Excuse me?
- It was just the bowing.

That's like... it's like the
second person I've seen bow to you.

I was just kinda wondering
if maybe you were a princess.

Mm, no, I... I used to be a nun.

- A nun!
- Mm-hmm.

Hm.

- Do people bow to nuns?
- Uh, some people think it's a thing.

Mm.

Are you... are you wearing
the uniform of the place?

Oh, uh, I... I made a
very long journey here

and my clothes were so dirty,
so they were kind enough

to share their uniform with me.

- Well, you make it look very chic.
- Thank you.

So, uh, what do you do
now that you're not, um,

you know, nunning anymore?

I'm not sure.

Right now, I drink tea.

Wow.

I wish that I could
be that present.

It's actually one of the things that
I'm hoping to get outta being here.

You know, get some of that...
that presence of mind like you.

No, you don't want
to be like me.

Well, I do not wanna be
like me, that is for sure.

Hi, there, um...

El... "Elfred"? "El-freed"?

Elfriede? That's
a beautiful name.

I was just wondering if there
were any messages for me.

No messages, Herr Sharpe.

That's a little weird because my
father, he's... he's very much delayed.

Zauberwald is a remote location
and subject to complicated weather.

Flight delays are not uncommon.

No, I understand, but he hasn't flown
commercial since the '70s, so...

Even though he should,
especially with what's happening

with the glaciers and
the melting thing.

Your party will meet in the
Roteeichezimmer, mein Herr.

The Red Oak Room, end
of the great hall.

- Yes.
- Alright.

- Guten Abend.
- Guten Abend.

Hm.

You again.

- You find any signal?
- No, absolutely not.

I'm Peter, by the way.

- Peter Sharpe.
- Imogen Auclair.

Sounds like a made-up
name, but it's not.

Well, Imogen, I am in
desperate need of a drink.

I thought that maybe we shouldn't,
in case we start protocol.

Ah, yeah, uh, protocol.

Um...

Well, that's a shame, because
if I remember anything

from my single term at Le Rosey,

it's the fact that Almdudler
there makes for a fantastic mixer.

Vodka, please.

Two, and another one
of those. Thank you.

- Did your date arrive?
- My date?

Your girlfriend? Or boyfriend?

I don't know, the person
you were hoping to meet?

My dad.

- Your dad?
- Right, yeah, my dad.

There's obviously been some sort of
extremely important and unavoidable delay

that
he's far too embarrassed

to tell either me
or the hotel about.

I'm sure he'll
show up eventually.

Oh, yeah.
No, he usually does.

And if he doesn't, he makes up
for it by sending something nice.

You know, like some, uh,
commemorative cufflinks.

Or some rather over-age strippers
like he did for my 21st birthday.

Well, if he's anything like
my mother, he'll be here.

Who knows, maybe he'll bring a
fun young prostitute with him.

To the prostitutes.

To the prostitutes.

- Good evening.
- Two more of those, please.

- Hope you're both settling in.
- He wants our phones.

No, no, no. No need, no need.
The mountains block the signal.

Ah.

But while we're at it, we do request
that you refrain from taking photographs

of any of the other guests
without their permission, though.

- Sure.
- Okay.

Anything else, um,
well, vistas, wildlife,

that is all encouraged.

And we get this local ibex
herd every so often, it's...

Oh. I think it's actually arriving now.

Oh.

Oh, hello, darling.

Are we acting as though
we know each other?

Blink once for yes
and twice for no.

- Guten Abend, Martin.
- Guten Abend, Victoria.

- Well, hello.
- Hi, there.

- Peter, this is my mother, Victoria.
- Oh.

I'm not sure which last
name is up to date.

And, oh, this is my
new daddy, Marco.

- Matteo.
- Matteo.

- Lovely to meet you.
- Same.

Sister Agnes. You
have arrived safely?

Oh, and you are...?

Martin Siebmacher,
Masha's colleague.

I'm head of Research
and Protocol.

It... It just means so much
to us to have you here.

Your, well, life of service

has been an
inspiration to us all.

You're a Catholic?

Uh, no, as a scientist,
of course not.

But you know, being born
in Munich, in Bavaria,

and then boarding
school in Austria.

So...

After all,
if we accept that man

is driven to search for
meaning above all else,

we can properly understand the
revolutionary purpose of religion.

And I'm sorry, I'm
taking so much space.

- Please, arrive well.
- Hello there.

- Oh.
- Hello.

Oh, I am so happy to see you.

You were so wonderful earlier.

- Mm.
- And I'm just...

You know, I'm... I'm glad

- I get another chance to thank you.
- You're welcome.

Also, um, I'm sorry that I...
I raised my voice or seemed,

you know, ungrateful or
impatient in any way.

I just... I sometimes
have a hard time

coping with my frustrations
in a healthy manner.

Any word on my suitcase?

Oh, uh, uh, no.

Not yet.

Can I get a drink or...
oh, you know what?

I'm just gonna go to
the bar. Thank you.

- You want a drink?
- Yeah.

And a Macallan
on the rocks, please.

- Hi, I'm Brian.
- Wolfie.

This is my partner, Tina.

So nice to meet you
both.

So, what brings you here?

Oh, wait, is this like prison?

Is it rude to ask
what you're in for?

It's a vacation.

Got it.

So, what do you two do?

- We're musicians.
- Mm.

- Oh, fabulous.
- Mm-hmm.

Maybe you'll play
something for us.

You heard the part
about vacation, right?

Welcome, everyone.

Welcome,
all of you.

She changed her hair.

Sister Agnes, it's a pleasure.

- Pleasure.
- Wait, you're a nun?

Yes, a
very famous nun.

Mm.

Oh, my God.

Oh, Victoria, I
love... love this suit.

Oh, thank you.

Rawr.

- Uh, Peter.
- Yes?

Where is your father?

Uh, he's... he's been
delayed, actually.

We cannot start until everyone
is here, so when will he arrive?

Hopefully tomorrow? Um...

Well, hopefully we
can begin tomorrow.

Good night.

Masha?

What's happening?
Who's his father?

- Uh, he's just another guy, I don't...
- Peter is right.

His father is just a guy.

But he is one of you.

And we cannot start
until everyone is here.

What... what the fuck
is this? Excuse me.

What... what is this?

I told you, it's a
transformational retreat.

- Don't.
- I... I thought this was... was a spa.

Yes.

It is a cleansing of the mind.

- She's gonna bleach our brains, darling.
- That's dramatic.

Well, I don't feel safe
with these vagaries.

Good.

None of you are safe.

Like, in a... a
physical sense or...?

Masha.

- Not now.
- Come back here.

- Where are we?
- Everything's fine.

Oh, yes, it seems fine.

Okay, uh, what was that?

This is about the piano.

Sister Agnes, I've
met you before.

Rome, wasn't it?

I think Elton played,
but he couldn't have,

not for a benefit for
the Catholic church.

You know, it's hardly a secret
that, you know, Elton John is gay.

Right.

You want me to play
the piano so bad...

you brought me to a cult?

No, listen, it's a
transformational retreat.

- Okay.
- I gave you the book.

- Did you read the book?
- No.

I... Of course not, you don't
read anything I give you, do you?

The books, the articles?

- No.
- Listen to me.

You have blocks.
This could help.

You have blocks.

You have blocks. Don't!

Okay.

- Hey, uh, Wolfie?
- I'm so sorry.

Nothing happened, it's fine.

Maybe we should just
give her a little moment.

- Just maybe...
- I think...

- give her some space.
- I fucked up. I fucked up.

Excuse me. Forgive me, Sister.

- I'm sorry. Uh...
- Yeah?

Is it too late to get a refund? Just...

Um, everyone, could
we just, um...

I think we
all deserve a good night's rest.

I think we should all
get a good stiff drink.

Yeah. You know, let's...

could we... could we all
have a good stiff drink?

This is all a part of the plan.

Yeah, you'll see.

Yeah. It's all a
part of the plan.

You'll see.

Masha!

Shh. What?

No. No, I'm tired. I'm
tired, no lectures.

- The young man, Peter.
- Yes.

His father is the
last remaining guest?

- Yes.
- And his name is Peter Sharpe?

- Yes.
- Is the father who I think it is?

I need to sleep.

- Goodnight, Helena. Goodnight.
- You said no surprises!

You guaranteed me full autonomy
over choosing our guests.

No, I didn't mean him.

We are in a dire
financial situation, are we not?

- Yes.
- We need investors, do we not? So...

Even if I did think a billionaire is
gonna be the answer to our problems,

there are plenty of billionaires
that aren't David Sharpe.

You'll have to trust me.

I don't.

You have no choice.

You're making it very
difficult. Very difficult.

The temptation to live in
the past is a powerful one.

For anyone, especially
for someone like you...

...who's been through so much.

Just promise me you'll remain in
the present with the rest of us.

I promise.

Okay.

Well, what
do we have here?

Throwing caution to
the wind, are we?

It's Europe.

Any sign of Daddy?

No, um, not yet.

Although, I did attempt to
knock at your door earlier,

and I think I heard
your mother...

- Oh, no.
- ...and her boyfriend...

- Don't, don't, don't, don't.
- ...copulating...

...like jack rabbits.

Yes, much like
college, my childhood

was a state of permanent sexile.

Mm.

How's your room?

Pretty much the same
as yours, I think.

I can't sleep in
my room, obviously,

and I can't just, um,
sit at the bar all night.

No.

No, you can't.

Yes. Yes.

Okay, well, if it does turn up,

I don't care if it's the
middle of the fucking night,

you bring it to me, okay?

You bring it to me. It's
critically important.

Thank you.

You motherfucking
piece of fucking...

Fuck!

She
wants you to leave me.

- That's not what she said.
- Don't leave me, Mommy.

I'm so cold.

Go to sleep.
Go to sleep, Tatiana.

It's so cold here.

It's so cold.

- Stop, baby.
- Are you crazy, Mommy?

She
thinks you're crazy.

Stop.

I never sleep, I never sleep.

I can't sleep, I never sleep.

Yeah, just leaving now.

Prodigiously annoying fellow,
but we got through it.

It's all right. Talk tomorrow.

Christ.

I thought that dinner
would never end.

What a self-righteous wanker.

Aren't they all, sir?

Jet's waiting for you on the tarmac, sir.

Not tonight. Deal's not done.

We stay 'til it closes. My
son will just have to wait.

Back to
the hotel, it is.

Fair warning, you leave tomorrow,
you're looking at some weather.

Don't I control the weather?

I can't picture you at
a psychedelic wellness retreat.

Why, because I'm perfect?

No comment, sir.

They say these drugs are
the wave of the future.

Well...

maybe they'll turn me
into a good person.

You never know.