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I'm not what you'd call a happy person.

I don't really trust happy people, you know,

like, what are they so excited about?

There's something they really enjoy about all this?

The only people who smile all the time

are psychopaths and morons or people with something to hide.

Oh, look who's finally awake.

Right on time.

No risk making her happy.

How long were you asleep?

Yeah, she hates it when I nap;

something about not being very productive.

I mean, don't get me wrong,

there's still stuff I get excited about.

Actually, there's something I wanna show you.

It's this thing I've been working on,

I think it actually might finally be ready to-

Jack, I left at 11:30, how long were you asleep?

Oh my God, who cares?

I don't know just a couple of, uh...

Oh, here we go.

I guess I overslept.

You always do this.

Let's just hope

she doesn't see the letter.

When were you gonna tell me about this?

Uh...

Can we please just not do this right now?

"Mr. Folly, I represent a classified office

within a branch of the United States Intelligence Community.

We've been monitoring your work

on outcome-oriented code structures,

and I'd like to interview with..."

Jack, this is a job offer.

Yeah, why do you think I didn't tell you.

I can't keep supporting us forever.

We agreed, that at some point,

if your freelancing wasn't working out,

you'd get a real job.

The freelancing is earning something;

and that, that would kill me.

You know that, right?

Like, being locked up in somebody's office

for 12 hours a day, just glued to a computer somewhere,

that, that would literally kill me.

Isn't that exactly what you do here?

At least it's my office, right?

I could leave if I wanted to.

Yeah, but you don't.

You just sit here all day.

You just don't get it.

I do.

I really do.

You're depressed,

but you don't take your meds

and you don't go to therapy anymore,

and you're not gonna get any better

unless you get off your ass and do something;

and this is your chance.

This is the government,

and you're lucky it's an offer and not an audit.

Right now, they're being nice;

next time, they might kick down the door.

I mean, they didn't even say who they are.

You're being a little dramatic, don't you think?

Wait, are you going out?

Yeah.

It's girls' night.

You, you made plans without me?

Jack, you're always either sleeping

or swallowed in your computer.

Either way, you're just gone.

You wanna spend time with me?

You need to make more of an effort.

Yeah, of course, I'm depressed, who isn't?

Grow up, Ellen.

Maybe if she didn't nag me all the time,

you know, had a little confidence in me...

Anyway, enough about her.

This is what I wanted to show you.

I wasn't really sure it was ready,

but now with that letter and Ellen breathing down my neck,

it...

Might be now or never.

Babylon, are you awake?

Jack, did you hear me?

You should pay off some of my credit card

before I go out tonight.

Hey.

- Hmm. - Did you hear me?

I need you to pay off some of my credit card

before I go out tonight.

Yeah, I'll do it as soon as I'm done here.

What are you doing?

Stuff.

Ugh.

Are you still working on this?

Yes.

God, I wish you'd stop.

I told you no one's gonna pay for this.

Oh my God.

Have a nice night.

Ellen, she's a good girlfriend, supportive, mostly.

She tries to understand me,

but (sighs) she just doesn't.

She thinks of mental health

like it's asthma or something, you know?

"Just (imitates inhaler hissing) take your inhaler,

you should be fine.

Make friends, get a life, get a job."

It doesn't, it doesn't work that way,

at least not for me.

There isn't a desk job on the planet

that won't make me

wanna blow my brains out

in the first six months.

But this,

this is finally gonna change things.

Babylon is what I call a universal translator.

It takes spoken word commands

and translates them into outcomes and code.

So I've been training it on the stock market,

and in every simulation I've run,

it makes a shit-ton of money.

She wants me

to get off my ass and do something?

Fine, let's do it for real this time.

Look, I don't want the FTC to come banging down my door

when they see me making a bunch of weird robot trades,

so I can only do this once;

that means I need to give it everything we've got.

Obviously, Ellen doesn't really believe in this,

or believe in me,

but I think when she sees a couple extra zeros

at the end of our bank account statement,

she's gonna come around.

So, everything.

All right, Babylon,

your goal is to take all available funds

and achieve a 100x return by close of business today.

You got it, get started, pal.

Shit!

Babylon, stop.

Babylon, close program.

Shit!

Babylon, cancel all pending trays and close program.

Hey, just came back to get my sunglasses.

Jack, what happened?

Did you just...

I'm...

I'm sorry, I was...

I was just... - Jesus, Jack,

how much did you lose?!

I can't do this anymore.

I told you not to do this, and look what happened!

You went behind my back,

I mean, what am I supposed to say?

I don't know, maybe, um, "I told you so."

"I told you so"?

Yeah.

Yeah, um, except, "I told you so,"

doesn't quite cover it.

No, I think what you're looking for is "It's over."

I can, I can get the money back.

I can figure out- - Stop.

- What went wrong, I think- - Stop.

I don't wanna hear it.

I never wanna see you again.

Jack, can you come out?

I just need to get my things.

Jack?

Jack!

Jack.

Jack.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay, Jack.

Let's get outta here.

That same dream.

I told you about that one before?

I used to think it was about Ellen,

but I think I might have been wrong

about that one.

Back here again.

After last time, I swore I would never be back,

that I'd make sure of it,

but (sighs) guess that's over too.

Jack, how are you feeling this morning?

Oh, I'm...

I'm great, really, really good.

Glad to hear it.

My name is Wendy, I'll be your shift nurse today.

Do you know where you are, Jack?

Yeah, I do.

Can you tell me, please.

Can you tell me what day it is,

where you are, and why you're here?

Right.

Sanity checks.

In the Psych Ward, every conversation is an observation,

every interaction is being evaluated,

every moment is a test.

If I scream at her and say,

"I'm in the psych ward for Christ's sakes,"

then she's gonna write that I'm combative and aggressive.

If I just stand here mute,

she's gonna write that I'm confused

and I don't know where I am.

So I just look up and smile and say,

"I am...

I'm at Denver Plymouth Central Hospital,

in the Psychiatric Ward.

The date is March 16th,

and I'm here because..."

Will that work for you?

That's great, Jack.

You're in Ward A,

which is for more lucid patients;

we also have Ward B,

which is for patients with more severe symptoms

or pathologies.

You may sometimes see patients from Ward B

as they transition back to better health

and are permitted social interactions with Ward A.

I can't wait.

That's the spirit.

Listen, we're going to have a morning mindfulness session

here in a few minutes,

but, first, I'm going to need to take a few things:

keys, wallet, any drawstrings,

personal electronic devices, shoes, and shoe laces.

Oh, and your socks.

Socks?

Not to worry, we've got some very special ones for you.

They're actually super comfy,

and they have these little grips on the soles

to make sure you don't slip.

So cute!

How long am I gonna be here?

I'm locked up.

Look, Jack, I know you feel locked up,

but we really don't try to keep anyone

beyond what's necessary for their safety.

Actually, it looks like you were committed

in another psychiatric facility about eight months ago,

so it'll be up to your doctor to decide;

but I know that policy here

is that for multiple committals within a single year,

the hold period is no shorter than 10 days.

10 days?!

You gotta be kidding, right?

I can't, I can't do that.

I'm so sorry, Jack.

I promise you that the staff is here to help.

And if there's anything that you need to-

I need to get out of here!

I really am sorry, Jack.

I think that you'll find

that this really is the best place for you right now.

Take your time to get collected,

and we'll see you in Room 3.

Look, I was hoping you wouldn't see me like this.

I don't know what to do.

I mean, it's like nothing matters.

Each one of us,

you know, we're in this little theater watching like a movie

through our eyes that only we can see;

mine sucks.

Other people, they seem to be watching like a rom-com,

or like a lifetime movie where everything works out.

And (sniffles), I mean, it's like nothing matters,

like, doesn't that freak you out?

It freaks me out.

I've seen a few shrinks about it,

but, like, you get what I'm saying, right,

like, what is the point of anything?

We all just suffer and suffer,

and nothing makes a difference at all.

I guess that's why I've always liked math, code, computers;

you can learn the rules, you can literally write the script.

I guess that's why I made Babylon,

you know, trying to use what I do with code

to make the real-world just a little bit more bearable.

0 for 3.

Look, I'm gonna go to this thing,

do you think maybe you could just leave me alone

just for now?

I accept that here and now,

every event in my life has led precisely to this moment.

I am exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Jack, welcome.

Have a seat.

Come on, I asked you to get outta here.

Did you say something, Jack?

No, sorry.

Fine, do whatever you want, but I'm ignoring you.

Welcome, everyone. I'm Dr. Steve,

I am the Resident Psychiatrist here on the wing.

Each of you is here because of challenges

with your mental health.

Now, each patient has different set of circumstances

and challenges,

but there's also many things that you all have in common.

I'm here to help you with the tools that you can use

to improve how you cope with those challenges

when they arise.

Now the good news is, if you really focus on these tools,

I promise you, things will get better.

Now, today, we're doing a small art project;

creative activities like this,

when done in a focused and mindful way,

can really help you quiet the mind

and reduce the chatter and noise

that often accompany anxiety and depression

and other mental health disorders.

God, I hate this.

They lock you up in here

because the worst thing in your life has happened to you,

and they want you to do ironing beads?

It's everything I can do

not to flick this table over right now;

except I can't.

They make the furniture super heavy

so people don't throw chairs at each other

when they freak out.

Yeah, I know I said I was gonna ignore you,

but who else am I gonna talk to?

Everyone please try to focus on your artwork

and keep talking to a minimum;

unless, of course, there's an urgent need.

Dr. Steve?

Yes, Hugo.

May I be excused?

I'm afraid all these gerbils

are gonna chew through my shoelaces.

That's fine, Hugo, you're excused.

Please stop by the medication window

on the way back to your room, okay?

All right, everyone.

Now, as I mentioned, today's project is an art project.

As simple as it seems, this is the kind of tool you can use

to cultivate positive emotions,

and, and a great way to express negative ones.

We're hoping that when you leave here,

you'll continue the habits

that you've learned and practiced here.

Every day, you should establish a practice of mindfulness,

meditations, some expressions of creativity,

and, of course, regular exercise.

Dr. Steve?

Yes, Jack.

I think I'll do that, uh, uh, uh, exercise.

Is there a workout room?

No.

Um, okay,

is, is there any way to exercise in here?

No.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Um, okay, well, I, I, you know, I'd really like to run,

keep my body healthy, like you were just saying.

So when, when can I get outta here?

Well, this activity is voluntary,

but we find it's really helpful

if you decide to participate.

I mean, these are

the kind of things that you- - Sorry, sorry.

I, I meant when can I be discharged?

When can I go home?

As I was saying, Jack,

these sessions can really help you

get your mind back on track and get some sense of balance.

As easy as this exercise looks, um, if you focus on it

and, and keep on task,

it can really help you clear your mind

of all those ruminations and negative thoughts.

Now I'm scheduled for a session with you tomorrow,

and we could talk about what the next days and weeks here

will look like for you.

Uh, wait, wait, wait, wait, uh, did you say "weeks"?

You gotta be kidding me, man.

Look, you wanna, you wanna see balance?

Uh, I'll make a yin-yang,

it's gonna be the most amazingly balanced thing

you've ever seen in your life.

It's just like a perfect little circle

of white ones over here.

Okay, God.

I don't think I have enough black ones to finish this.

Does anybody else have black?

Of course, the goth girl all the black beads.

Jesus.

Okay, look, you know what?

You said, this session's voluntary.

I'll see you tomorrow, doc, thanks a lot.

Jack.

Good to see you.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine?

I don't blame you for being frustrated, Jack.

This is probably one of the bigger trials

that you'll ever have in your life,

but try to approach it with an open mind.

I mean, myself and the other staff,

we're not trying to make your life miserable,

just the opposite.

I think you'll find

that the world can be a much more peaceful place for you

if you just allow it to be.

So, what?

You want me to make friends in here, is that it?

Eh, not exactly.

Everyone here is battling their own demons.

This isn't the place to find your next best friend,

or romantic partner,

but it is the place to find out

how you're going to take your next steps

out in the real-world

with a little more balance under your feet.

Doc, no offense,

but this place is a little hypocritical, right?

"Make sure you get plenty of regular exercise every day,

but, oh, by the way, there's no way to do that in here."

Uh, "Make sure you're open to new experiences

and new people, but definitely don't make any friends,

because the people in here are pretty unstable."

I mean, come on.

Life is full of conflict and compromise.

I think you'll find

if you try to focus on what we're trying to teach you,

you'll really get a lot out of it.

When do I get out of here?

I'm safe, I'm lucid,

I'm not seeing gerbils chewing my shoelaces.

I-I-I think I'm ready to go home.

Right to the point.

I like that about you, Jack.

So my job is to make sure

that you do not pose a credible threat

to yourself or anyone else.

According to your chart,

this is your second visit to a Psych Ward

in just the last eight months;

that's excessive.

Oh, so one visit, that's fine,

but, two, that's excessive.

Got it.

Well, I wasn't the Resident Psychiatrist

on your last visit,

so the only way I can understand that time

is by your chart and what you choose to tell me.

Now you came here because you weren't safe on your own;

my job is to make sure that you're stable enough

so that we know that you will be safe.

What's your medication history?

I don't take any.

Uh, I used to, but I hated it.

Listen, you said just now

that all you need is for me to be stable;

look at me, I'm stable.

The only thing bothering me

is that I'm locked in a hospital.

Listen, I don't keep anyone in here one minute longer

than they need to be,

but I think that you do need to be here.

I think that this is exactly the right place for you.

Dr. Steve, with all due respect,

this is kind of like that ironing bead thing yesterday.

I'm not operating with all the pieces

I need to do what makes me whole.

No, don't be too sure about that.

That patient who was using the black beads,

she finished this for you after you left.

The goth girl?

The world can be filled with joy, Jack,

if you just choose to see it.

Let's talk soon about medication;

you really need something to help stabilize those symptoms,

okay?

I don't belong here.

How's it going?

Hey, that's my...

Nevermind.

Why the long face, friend?

I'm Eddie, new roommate.

What are you in here for?

Oh, right, right, right.

Paranoid delusions;

I tried to knock over a 7-Eleven with a hunting knife.

I'm not gonna lie,

I would love to see a cutaway of that right now.

Hmm, it's worth a shot, anyway.

The owner was nice enough to drop the charges,

but after a consult with a shrink,

I ended up in here for a spell.

Not so bad, I have to say.

Speak for yourself.

What?

Ah, come on, friend, it's all about your perspective.

See, for me, this is like a little vacation.

Normally, I'm cooped up in an office for 12 hours a day,

never see the sunshine,

lucky if I make it down to the vending machine

for chips twice a day.

But here, they serve you food.

Check it out.

They bring you menus on this little card,

and you fill it out with crayon.

Crayon; it's hysterical.

Yeah, it's 'cause pencils can be used as weapons.

Oh.

Oh, that makes sense.

Anyway, what was your name?

Jack.

Nice to meet you, Jack.

Yeah, likewise.

Anyway, I figure I'll enjoy

this little breath of fresh air while I can, do the Kumbaya,

and get back to work in a couple of days;

refreshed, back on meds.

Lucky you.

Ah, like I always say, you gotta make your own luck.

Did you come up with that yourself?

So what made you wanna go

all Richie Tenanbaum on yourself?

Was it a girl?

No.

Um, sorta.

Uh, I tried to beat the stock market,

but ended up losing all my money,

and my girlfriend's money, and my girlfriend.

Ouch.

Look, I'm gonna give you a little space.

I'm sure it's not a fun surprise

to have a new guy in here all of a sudden.

Go get yourself some lunch,

and when you get back, we can shoot the shit for a while.

Sound good?

Yeah, sounds amazing.

Oh, here.

Um, turn this in for me, will you?

Dino nuggets?

This place is all about getting your mind right, isn't it?

Nothing more comforting than some chickie nuggies,

am I right?

Oh, hey, before you go, will you close the shades?

I'm gonna get in a power nap real quick.

No shades.

What?

They're considered a danger, the cord.

Jeez.

- Yeah. - I'm starting to see

why you love this place so much.

Have a nice nap.

Hi, Jack.

Hi, um, I didn't see a spot for drinks.

Do you guys have anything other than water?

Ah, yes, we have a little tradition

that we do at each meal;

part of the therapeutic curriculum.

Go find a seat.

All right, everyone, I hope you're having a great day.

We have a couple of new folks from Ward B

who are doing well enough to join us in Ward A.

Please welcome William and Madison.

Hi, William, hey, Madison.

Now, before I begin,

I would like to lead us in the mission statement

for the ward;

and most of you know this, so just join in,

and if you don't know it, listen up.

We like to say this before each meal and therapy session;

and since we're here at lunch,

we'd like to do it with a toast of lemonade.

"I accept the here and now...."

I accept the here and now...

"Every event of my life

has led me precisely to this moment..."

Every event in my life

has led precisely to this moment...

"I am exactly where I am supposed to be."

I am exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Anybody else getting some serious cult vibes

from Dr. Heaven's Gate over there?

And again, if they wanna finish the job for me,

who am I to argue?

Bottoms up.

It's actually not bad.

Jack, I'd like to introduce you to someone.

This is William, he's joining us today from Ward B.

Am I that nuts?

They're pairing me

with the "just barely not throwing

shit at the walls" patients?

Now, I am not too tech-savvy myself,

but I know you're both into coding,

and I thought you guys might have something to talk about.

You two enjoy.

Hi there.

Ah.

William Connors, everybody calls me Old Bill.

Look, kid, I'm real sorry,

I didn't mean for them to foist me onto you.

If you don't wanna talk to me, that's fine,

I'll tell 'em you were super helpful and kind and all that.

No, no, it's not like that.

Um, tell me about yourself, what's your story?

That's usually what guys like me

say to young pups like you.

You must be an old soul.

What's your name?

Jack.

"Jack."

I knew a guy named Jack.

Yeah, it's a common name.

Sorry, I'm still a bit fuzzy.

It's a guy who worked with me at university,

that son of a bitch

knocked over a stack of FORTRAN cards on me,

cost me a week of work.

I haven't thought about that in a long time.

How long you been here?

No idea.

Yeah, you hit the jackpot here, friend.

I may be the craziest sack of beans in this whole building.

Something went wrong upstairs a while back,

and now I get into these spells

where I can't tell my elbow from my asshole.

Eh, I mean, it's not so bad;

I come to, and end up chatting with a nice kid like you.

Nobody comes to visit you?

Do you have any family?

My wife, Sally, yeah, she used to...

She used to come a lot,

but I could tell it was hard on her

never knowing when I'd would fall off the deep end.

So I asked her to stop coming,

made her promise me to just go on with her life

and just try to be happy;

it's all what keeps me together, really,

the thought that she's okay somewhere.

Jesus.

Look at me getting all sentimental.

You're easy to talk to, anyone ever tell you that?

Not really.

Well, enough about me.

Wendy said you like to code; tabs or spaces?

Tabs.

Yeah.

So what's your poison, what do you do these days?

Well, I'm not sure how it relates

to what you did in the FORTRAN days-

Ooh, it's like that, is it?

Yeah.

Anyway, I do this thing called outcome-based coding.

It basically acts like a bridge

connecting Large Language Models to code libraries,

so you, you can have the whole thing compile and execute

an entire routine just by verbal command.

Hmm.

You tell the program what you wanna do,

and it achieves the outcome.

Hmm, outcome-based coding, huh?

Sounds fancy.

So how's that going for you?

Eh, about this good.

Oh.

Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-

No, no, it's fine.

So, so, so what's the problem?

I don't know.

I mean, I think the thing basically works,

I've tested it a bunch of different ways.

The only thing I can come up with

is that maybe it's running up against encryption

that it can't defeat;

like, the program knows what it's trying to do,

but then it ends up running into these digital locks

that it just can't solve.

Hmm, yeah, I know all about that.

I spent a lot of time on SSL encryption back in the '80s:

backbone of modern computing.

We put together digital locks so mathematically dense

that they can't be unlocked without the key,

you know, that's the idea anyway.

I mean, it's not just an idea,

it's how the whole internet works,

it's how like almost everything works these days.

Well, that's how it works.

No question, but, uh, it'd be a pretty neat trick

if you could get around it.

What are you talking about?

All right, Bill,

I've got your meal ready for you.

Back in your room.

You have a good day, Jack?

Well, I'm still locked up.

How long we been in here anyway?

I've been here 152 hours, just over six days.

You got here a day and a half after I did.

Geez, that's all?

Feels like at least a month.

I'm never getting outta here.

You're such a Debbie Downer, man,

you're a Sad Sack Jack.

Wait, is that a thing?

Could be worse, man.

You know, actually,

there's a couple really cute girls in here.

What is wrong with you?

Oh, come on, man,

they keep droning on about accepting where we are.

Well, I'm still a human being, right?

I accept my primal urges.

Anyway, that's what I miss about out there;

a little TLC from the opposite sex.

What do you miss?

Probably my phone.

I just wanna read something or code something,

or do anything that doesn't involve watercolors

or colored pencils.

No colored pencils, Jack,

those could be used as weapons.

Jesus Christ.

Another day in paradise.

Jack, come on in, we're just about to get started.

Jack, you, you have to sit all the way back

with your legs crossed like this;

these are meditation chairs.

Today we will be doing a basic mindfulness meditation.

Everyone, please relax,

start breathing in and out slowly.

Mindfulness meditation may sound esoteric or unusual,

but it's actually a very simple

and accessible way to calm your mind.

All we're going to be doing

is breathing in and out and focusing on our breath.

Everyone, please close your eyes,

and begin counting your breath.

Start at one, go up to four, and then go back to one again.

One,

two,

three,

four.

If you find yourself thinking about other things,

notice it,

but then return focus to counting your breath.

One,

two, three,

four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four...

Sorry, Dr. Steve, I need to take a break.

Hold on, Jack.

It's okay, take it slow.

Anything worth doing takes time.

With all due respect, Dr. Steve,

I don't think any of this shit is worth doing,

for me anyway.

I mean, I know what's going on,

I'm a guy who gets depressed sometimes,

but I'm generally okay.

I get it, I made a big mistake, and that's why I'm here,

but most of the time, I'm fine.

I-I'm not like the other people in there,

there's, there's no big secret left for me to learn.

Jack, you're a very bright guy,

there's no question about that.

I read your file, I know what you're capable of,

but the world is bigger than we can possibly imagine.

What's that supposed to mean?

The more we learn,

the bigger our personal island of knowledge becomes,

the longer our shoreline.

Uh, uh, what shoreline?

Well, by that, I mean things we don't know.

The more we learn,

the more we realize just how big the ocean is.

Uh, you're good with computers, right?

Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

As you get better and better,

do you ever feel like, "Oh, I've learned it all?"

No.

No, I mean, it goes on forever.

Just give it a try in here, Jack;

I promise you, it won't be time wasted.

So then I told her,

"No, no, sweetheart, that's not salmon."

"Salmon," get it?

Uh, no, no, that's really funny.

Um, I'll be right back. - Jack?

Bill?

Oh, Jack, nice to see you again.

How you doing?

Ah, top of form.

I can't remember the last time

they had me out and about this long.

They're talking about bringing me back to Ward A.

I think talking shop with you was a big help.

Thank you, son.

I-I didn't do anything.

Actually, I think I got the better end of the deal.

Every minute I'm in here,

I feel like I'm getting a little crazier.

So, it's nice to have somebody to talk to.

If I'm your best hope at sanity,

you are really up shit's creek.

Uh...

Listen, last time we were talking,

you mentioned something

about like a way around SSL encryption.

Mm, you wanna know my secrets, huh?

Well, we'll see about that.

Okay, so what is it?

Some kind of a backdoor?

Nah.

Backdoor is just a single vulnerability

built specifically into a single system,

and pretty crude, easy to patch.

I'm talking about something like, like a Skeleton Key.

Something that could unlock any door

without leaving behind so much as a fingerprint.

Sounds like a neat magic trick.

Do you do balloon animals too?

You ever hear about the "Game of Life," Jack?

The board game?

No,

I'm talking about the most interesting and terrifying game

ever to be created by mankind.

It's a computer game written in 1970

by a man named John Conway.

"Terrifying," like, like worse than MMOs.

What, MM-what's now?

Massive Multiplayer Online,

it's like 10 million players

all playing the same game at once, it makes me nauseous.

No, not 10 million players, not 10 players, not even one.

Zero players.

That sounds really fun.

Shut your trap and listen.

It's played on a grid of squares,

each square is either white or black, 0 or 1.

You set it all up beforehand,

you pick which squares are filled in,

and which ones are left blank;

that's your only input and interaction with the game.

Then the game runs all on its own.

It analyzes each square using just one simple rule:

any square with two or three filled-in neighbors

get filled in on the next round,

everything else dies off;

and it takes that new grid, makes another new grid,

and so on.

There, see that?

We made a little blinky toad there.

So what's the point?

It's not just blinky toads, Jack;

the beauty of it, the, the, the brilliance

is that from such a simple premise

comes an unbelievably complex output.

It's called the "Game of Life"

because the pixels seem to come alive,

creatures, spaceships, whole civilizations can live and die,

go to war, travel, recreate,

all of it, right there in a tiny grid,

black and white dots.

I know you're smart enough to see it, Jack.

Oh my God.

If it's that easy to simulate complex life,

how can we be sure anything's real?

Are we in a simulation?

Is that what you're telling me?

Nah, that's your depression talking, Jack.

See it another way.

If you take it for granted

that there are simple rules that make the whole world tick,

then there's bound to be a way to break 'em.

Getting back to those locked doors we were talking about;

the only way to break encryption

is with super-complex, dense math work.

Yeah, it's just how the math works,

those are, those are the rules.

But what if you could change the rules?

What does that even mean?

Jack, just before I came here,

just before I was locked up,

I had something with me.

It was...

No.

No!

Bill, what's...

Bill, what's wrong?

It's that spook!

It's okay, no one's there.

Get away from me!

No, get away! - It's okay.

- It's okay. - No!

- Back to your room? - Get out of here, Jack!

You gotta get out of here!

- It's okay. - No, no, no!

Our food's ready, I'll be right back.

Oh, Jack, I'm sorry you had to see that.

He's been doing a lot better these days.

What's gonna happen to him?

Back to Ward B, for now.

He's on some pretty strong meds,

and they make him really tired most of the time.

But he's been doing a lot better recently.

We're almost ready to transfer him back to Ward A.

Yeah, he told me.

Tell you what,

I can let you know the moment he's ready for another visit.

How's that sound?

Yeah, thanks.

One for you and one for me.

Yum.

Hey, what happened back there?

It's really sad.

That guy's kind of neat, actually, Old Bill.

Wait, not William Connors?

The William Connors?

You know him?

I know of him.

That guy's a legend;

he was huge in the early computer industry.

Ever play, uh, "Wagon Wheel"?

"Jack has died of diptheria"?

Yeah, well, he wrote that as a side project,

like, just for fun to keep himself entertained

while creating the backbone of the modern internet.

The guy's like the father of SSL-

SSL encryption.

Yeah, I was talking about it with him;

it's nuts.

Not as nuts as he is.

Another day in Paradise.

Yeah.

No, I hate it here.

Hey, you still want your phone?

Yeah.

Okay, let's make it happen.

What are you talking about?

I figured it all out,

you probably had it on you when you got in here, right?

Yeah.

So it's just up front in the Personal Items bin.

Yeah, behind a set of locked doors and a team of nurses.

I got a plan.

Come on, this is gonna be great.

What, right now?

No time like the present.

That sounds like a really good plan.

Yeah, really decent chance of success.

Actually, we do have a halfway decent chance,

but we have to leave right now.

I don't know, man, I don't wanna rock the boat.

I don't need to give them excuse

to keep me here any longer.

Nah, you'll be fine, I promise.

Look, we won't get caught;

even if we do, you can tell them,

I started acting up and you were just looking out for me.

Are you acting up?

Oh, absolutely.

Let's go, partner.

I have a bad feeling about this.

See, I told you, man.

Staff change at 7:00 PM on the nose.

This one's gonna leave,

and the replacement doesn't show up

for five to eight minutes on average.

Plenty of time for you to get your stuff

and get back to the room.

How do you know all this stuff?

Okay, but how are we supposed to get in

without them seeing?

They've all got a clear view of the doors.

Okay, buddy, you owe me for this.

What the hell are you doing?

Good luck, I'll be back in our room.

Whoo!

He really is crazy.

Eddie, Eddie!

Hi, hey,

come back- - Hi, Nurse Carla.

How are we doing?

I'm good, how are you?

Yeah, I'm good.

Let's get back to your room, okay?

- Okay. - Come on.

Eddie, are you sure you're doing okay?

Hmm.

Okay, you stay here,

I'm gonna go look for your roommate, okay?

Oh my gosh!

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

Hey!

Get back in your room, please, it's lights out.

What is it with everyone tonight?

Jack, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.

How are you? - Where were you?

Uh...

I was...

I was thirsty, uh, I was just getting some water.

Don't get up again, unless it's an emergency;

it's lights out.

That was epic!

I admit, that was kind of fun.

Did you get it?

I'm not sure;

everything's kind of disorganized down there.

They had electronics in this little bag.

Not that much in here;

some cables, some garage door opener-looking thing.

Yes!

Let me see.

It's dead, do you have a charger in there?

There you go, champ.

You're a lifesaver.

I owe you one.

And don't you forget it, pal.

Lot of texts to go through?

Um...

Yeah.

How about you, is your phone in there?

Yeah, I got it.

I'm not gonna make out with it though.

I can leave if you two need a minute.

Very funny.

What are you playing with?

This thing you said, uh, it was a garage door opener,

but this doesn't look like any garage door opener

I've ever seen.

Can I take a look?

You're right, this...

This is pretty fancy.

Hang on, it's got a port on it.

Will you hand me the bag?

Here we go.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna try to connect to it.

No way.

What is it?

Old Bill.

What about him?

He was telling me about this thing;

I, I just don't believe it actually exists.

Well, what is it?

Bill was talking about a way

around the fundamental laws of,

I'm not sure, encryption, math, reality.

He was talking about cracking some fundamental code.

I'm not really sure,

he kinda lost it before he could finish telling me.

Sounds like he lost it a long time ago

if he thinks he cracked the code on reality.

I don't know, man, think about it.

Every major scientist and philosopher,

from Aristotle, to Einstein, to Hawking, to Oppenheimer,

they all were looking for simpler and simpler ways

to describe reality.

What if Bill figured out something really big

and he hardwired it into this thing?

Maybe it's just a garage door opener.

What are you doing anyway?

I'm trying a number of common function calls,

default commands, shell scripts,

but I'm not even sure the TCP/IP is configured properly.

Dude, I need a translator

to understand anything you just said.

That's it, translator.

What are you talking about?

That's, that's exactly what I have here:

my, my AI program, Babylon.

It's essentially a code translator.

Babylon, you awake?

Looks like this thing won't run

with another device connected.

I'm just gonna have to move everything over.

Okay, Babylon, transfer yourself over to the device

I just attached;

One way move, move everything,

including every available code library you have

and all of your source code.

What'd you do that for?

Isn't that your life's work?

And you're just gonna put it on that garage door opener?

Yeah, why do you care?

I mean, shouldn't you at least leave a copy of it

on your phone?

No, what is with you?

I-I told you the program didn't even work properly,

that's why I'm in here in the first place.

All right, Babylon, are you awake?

Babylon, get me discharged from this hospital immediately.

Babylon, turn on the lights.

Shit.

- What the hell are you doing? - What'd you do?

Babylon, turn the lights back off.

Shit.

- Everyone, back to bed. - In you room.

Lights off. - Stay in the rooms.

So what was that?

Who's Babylon?

Babylon's my AI script,

it's what I use to try and beat the stock market;

ended up losing all my money.

Whenever it hit a digital rule or a lock

that it couldn't defeat,

I had to give up and move on to the next objective.

But, combined with Bill's Skeleton Key

means it doesn't have to give up.

You tell it to turn on the lights,

it finds your GPS location

and flips every switch in the building.

I'm confused.

Is this thing hacking reality?

Did we solve the mysteries of the universe?

Let me see it.

Slow down, man.

I think, I think maybe I've had enough excitement

for one night.

For real?

You got Aladdin's Lamp in your hand, and you wanna sleep?

I wanna let my new island of knowledge

mesh with my new shoreline of ignorance.

Oh, you really lost it, haven't you?

Listen, I really appreciate you

helping me get my phone back, Eddie.

Sleep well.

Babylon, make sure Ellen gets all her money back, please.

Good morning, gentlemen.

How did you sleep?

Great, uh, mostly.

Boring night really.

Good.

I heard there was some kind of issue with the light,

so I'm glad it didn't bother you.

Anyway, I'm here for Jack.

Me?

What did I do?

Oh, nothing at all, dear.

We received an email this morning from your doctor

stating that after careful consideration,

it's time to discharge you.

You're going home today.

Do you have a ride and somewhere to go?

Um...

Yeah, my cousin.

He, uh...

He said he could pick me up,

and I could stay with him as long as I need.

That's wonderful.

All right, let's go collect your belongings

and get you out of here.

Babylon,

get Edward Crane discharged from this hospital immediately.

Oh, I'm sorry, Jack, the order was just to discharge you.

Eddie will still be with us for a little while.

Don't worry about me, champ.

I'm still enjoying it here.

Good luck, man.

Bill.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He's still in a bit of a daze this morning;

not quite himself yet.

Thanks for everything, friend.

Good luck.

Jack.

Jack? - Bill.

How are you, son?

I'm doing really good.

Uh, I'm actually getting out of here right now.

Oh, good for you, good for you.

I'll miss you.

You, you helped me find my way.

No.

Bill, I think you did that by yourself.

Jack, we don't do anything in this life by ourselves.

Anything worth doing is worth doing

with someone you care about.

I'm, I'm in bad shape now,

but, man, I had a good ride.

And everything I look back on that was worth a damn,

all my best memories, well, the ones I can remember anyway,

were memories of my wife, Sally.

You go find someone, Jack,

hang on tight.

I will.

I'll be thinking about you.

Oh, that makes one of us.

I'll probably be zombified

and shitting my pants within the hour.

I almost forgot.

I found something last night in the Personals Bin.

I think it's actually yours.

- No. - It's this thing...

Keep it, and keep it to yourself.

If I ever get outta here,

I'll look you up and we can talk about it.

Okay.

Off you go.

Good luck, friend.

Babylon, there's a patient here named William Connors,

find his wife, Sally Connors,

and get her the message that he's doing okay

and she should come visit him.

Everything okay, Jack?

Yeah, yeah, uh, great.

Thanks so much.

Oh, wait a second.

Before you go, I forgot something.

Could you please recite the mission statement with me?

It's just a little tradition we have.

Can I pass?

Um...

Okay, well, I've, I've never had anyone do that before,

but I guess I can just recite it then.

"I accept the here and now,

every event in my life has led precisely to this moment.

I am exactly where I'm supposed to be."

Best of luck to you, Jack.

Jack, wait up!

Man, you'll never believe what just happened.

Hey, I guess this makes us even.

So you heading to your cousin's place?

I mean, I think you know that was bullshit.

I-I don't have anywhere to go,

I don't have a house, any money, a car;

nothing but what's on me.

Yeah.

Hey, gimme this. - Uh...

I think I'll hold onto it for now.

Is it me or is he like mad eager for this thing?

Fine, whatever.

Hey, Babylon, book two first class tickets

on the next flight to Las Vegas

for Jack Folly and Edward Crane,

and send a driver to our current GPS location

to take us to the airport right now.

I don't know, man.

I'm, I'm not sure I'm ready for all that.

I, I just got outta this place.

Exactly why you need a vacation, pal.

Hey, Babylon,

set up a bank account for us with a hundred grand in it.

Gotta get busy living, man, or get busy dying.

"Okay, Red."

Huh?

"Shawshank Redem..."

Nevermind.

Anyway, I, I, I don't know if any of that worked.

You have to do the vocal handshake,

make sure the program's awake

before it accept any vocal commands and...

Anyway, I'm not sure

we're really ready- - Did you guys order a ride

to the airport?

♪ In between the words and laughs ♪

♪ If it's nothing it will pass ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ But here we are ♪

♪ This is happening, change my mind ♪

♪ Chew your gum, I'm hypnotized ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ That's good sign ♪

♪ 'Cause your face gets bright when our little stars ignite ♪

♪ This will never work, but it might ♪

♪ I knew that you'd exist, shooting stars don't always hit ♪

♪ And it's clear as day, can't see shit ♪

♪ Girl, I love that taste ♪

♪ Park your car right on my face ♪

♪ Baby pump those brakes just in case ♪

♪ Girl, just leave that horse ♪

♪ While you take my heart of course ♪

♪ Walking right through walls lock the doors ♪

♪ Mattress traffic black and red ♪

♪ I would rather talk instead ♪

♪ Ooh, travel through our heads ♪

♪ It's okay to squeeze that grip ♪

♪ Scream in my face, reading lips ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Space time rips ♪

♪ 'Cause your face gets bright ♪

♪ Running through these traffic lights ♪

♪ This will never work but it might ♪

So nice!

Come on, Jack, tell me this isn't exactly

where we're supposed to be.

Am I right?

Say it with me!

I'll skip the psychobabble for now, man,

but I'll admit this is pretty nice.

Can't believe we're here, man.

Thanks to your little electronic friend.

Lemme see it.

I don't know, man, I've been thinking about it.

I'm not sure how this is doing what it's doing.

I'm worried it might not be legal,

like, I don't want to trade a psych ward for a prison cell.

Relax, man.

I can guarantee you, you're not getting into any trouble.

Just let me have it.

How do you know that?

Like, how can you be so sure?

You worry too much.

Okay, forget it.

Anyway, there's a nude pool just down the strip;

let's go, man.

Hand me the thing, and I'll book it.

I think running around naked

is more your thing.

I think, I'm just gonna sit here and relax for a while.

Come on, man live a little!

All right, show me what you got.

Okay, MGM Grand, Bellagio...

Oh, Jack, this is it!

Let's go here!

You can even

keep your panties on.

Oh, come on! - All right, all right,

all right. - Come on, come on!

All right, I'll go.

Just gimme a minute, I need a drink or something.

Okay, say no more, get your head right,

then meet me downstairs at roulette.

Viva Las Vegas!

Hello?

Hello, Jack!

Dr. Steve.

I wanted to do an extra check in with you.

How are you doing today?

I'm doing really great actually.

That's great to hear.

What's changed?

I mean, the last time we spoke,

it seemed like you were pretty unhappy.

I don't know, I guess I took your advice,

opened up to people.

You sound awfully far away, Jack.

I guess I am.

Uh, I went to Las Vegas for a little vacation,

but I'm, I'm really doing a lot better, I promise.

I think you should really try to focus

on the here and now.

I am, really.

Will you do a little exercise with me?

Sure, why not?

Okay, close your eyes, take a deep breath;

and when you open your eyes,

just see me right here in the room with you,

sitting right across from you.

Whoa, that's trippy.

Can you see me, Jack?

Yeah, it's like you're right here.

It's crazy.

Ah, that's a word I try not to use.

The mind is capable of some extraordinary things.

Some of those things can really help us,

and some get in our way.

My job is to help you put your mind in order

so it's working with you instead of against you.

Yeah, I-I get all that.

Uh, listen, I have to go,

but I really appreciate the call.

Well, it's my pleasure.

Are you sure you're okay, Jack?

Yeah, definitely.

Well, let's check in again soon, okay?

Uh, I guess so.

Bye, Doctor Steve.

Bye, Jack.

Hey, sailor, what can I get you?

Did you see that?

Is...

Is that her from the dream?

Are you okay?

Yeah, uh, I'm so sorry.

Do I know you?

That's a great line,

but I've heard it before,

and I'm not on enough meds to fall for it this time.

Meds?

A fellow nutcase, huh?

Um, what is it; Fluoxetine, Venlafaxine,

something like that?

Oh, you do know your stuff,

but I'm afraid it's slightly bigger guns than that.

Oh, I can go all night.

Uh, what is it; Risperidone, Haloperidol, Lithium,

something like that?

Yeah, something like that.

So, what is it for you, bipolar?

Got it in one.

Uh...

Okay, so I'm gonna guess a string of bad boyfriends

and some real daddy issues?

Am I warm?

Mm, triple Yahtzee.

Hey, that's pretty impressive.

How'd you know?

You bipolar too?

No, just crippling depression most of the time.

- Hmm. - Hey, isn't that great?

She's like as nuts as I am.

Uh, are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm, I'm sorry.

So, what's bipolar like for you?

Well, I either lash out like a snake,

or I think the whole world's shitting rainbows.

Meds help a little,

but people have the wrong idea,

they, they think it's like asthma;

"Just take your inhaler." - "Take your inhaler."

Yeah, no, the, uh, the world still sucks, even on meds.

Mm-hmm.

Well, a good Vegas vacation can tend to cheer people up,

so you're in the right place.

How do you know I'm on vacation?

I might be a local.

Locals don't come here.

Maybe I like the service.

Well, I saw you on your way in,

your head looked like it was on a swivel.

You just couldn't help yourself, dead giveaway:

tourist.

So you were watching me.

Maybe.

How long you been here in Vegas?

Too long.

I think I've overstayed my welcome.

I can't even dodge parking tickets anymore,

they just send them straight to your phone.

Okay, this is gonna sound weird,

but my friend wants me to go to this show,

and I really don't wanna be there.

Would you maybe come with me,

uh, and then like five minutes in,

you can pretend you got a phone call

and say you have to leave.

That sounds like a really big waste of money.

Yeah, you only live once, right?

Well, that sounds pretty freewheeling

for a guy with "crippling depression."

Please?

It, it would mean a lot to me.

Mm.

Screw it, why not?

What's the show?

Uh...

Yeah.

Look, I'm not trying to...

I think we can go if you want,

maybe this was a bad idea.

No, actually I've always wanted to see this.

Really?

Are you shitting me?

Could she be any cooler?

This has to be like, like destiny, right?

You're cute, Jack.

Hey, where's your friend?

Or was this just a ploy to get me in the mood?

Jack!

Oh, you found a date, huh?

Very suave, mon frere.

- Yeah. - Okay, here we go.

- All right. - Oh, by the way,

no electronics inside.

So get your phones out, I'll go get the bags.

Um...

Hey, will you hold something for me?

Um, okay.

Um, just hide it, pretend you don't have it.

Whatever you do, don't give it to that guy, okay?

Where did you...

Nevermind.

Good boy, Jack.

Okay.

Thanks.

What about the Skeleton Key?

Oh, I didn't...

I didn't bring it.

Really?

Yeah, yeah, I-I got the tickets

and then, and then left it in the room.

You got three tickets before you met her?

Yeah...

No, uh...

No, I, I got two tickets and then I met her,

and then I went back up to the room to get the third ticket,

and then I left the Skeleton Key in there after.

Okay, great.

Let's go see some titties!

Are you sure you're okay?

We can get outta here, just say the word.

No, it's okay, I'm having fun.

That was amazing!

Tell me you didn't love that, Jack.

It was quite revealing.

Yeah.

Hey, what have we got to drink that isn't booze?

I'll make you some tea.

What kind of tea is it?

It's something special I got for us at one of the casinos.

It was supposed to just be for the two of us,

but since I'm obviously the third-wheel here,

I'll just head down to the bar,

get myself a little nightcap.

You kids enjoy.

- Yum. - It's actually amazing.

Hey, thanks for coming to the show.

Uh, I'm sorry I dragged you there without much warning.

No, I meant what I said,

I actually always wanted to see that.

Ooh, are you...

Is that more your...

Am I...

Oh, thanks.

What is that thing anyway?

Um...

Do I tell her?

I mean, I do think she's kind of special,

but I'm not...

Are you okay over there?

Yeah, I'm, uh, I'm just thinking.

So who were you talking to?

You heard that?

Uh, yeah;

you just turned over there and asked what you should do

and said you feel like I'm special.

God, I knew it, this always happens.

The minute I open up to somebody,

everything just goes to shit.

It-it's okay, Jack, just take it slow.

Actually, this reminds me of something

I just read in my horoscope.

You read astrology?

You gotta be kidding me, right?

Do you believe in the tooth fairy too?

Really, Jack?

I'm, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

I shouldn't have said that.

You're right, I'm, I'm sorry. - Okay.

So what I was saying is

it said something like, take it slow,

anything worth doing takes time.

Okay, so who were you talking to?

You know that feeling like someone's watching you?

I just get that a lot,

and I just work things out with whoever's watching.

Oh, uh, like you hear voices?

Are you sure you're okay?

No, it's not like that.

It's just, I told you I get depressed, right?

I guess it's just like a coping mechanism

for me to have someone to talk to.

Okay.

Look, I get it, Jack, I really do.

I've been there.

Yeah, I hear bipolar is no joke.

You have no idea.

Depression, mania, I've even spent time in a psych ward.

- I'm so sorry. - No, don't be;

I-I checked myself in.

I actually got a lot of really good help.

The distance between sane and insane,

it's way shorter than most people think.

Look, I'll be honest though,

the whole invisible people thing, it scares me a little.

Are you on any meds?

Oh my God.

Why is everyone always asking me that?

Probably because you should be.

Do the voices ever tell you to...

Do they ever tell you to do things?

No, like I said, there's no voices,

it just feels like I have an audience.

An audience?

Oh, like watching a play?

Kind of, I mean...

Okay, like right now,

it feels like someone's watching me from right here.

Right here?

No, they, they kind of jump around a lot.

Now they're...

They're like kind of over here.

Here? Uh...

You know what? Nevermind.

Just forget I said anything.

It's just a feeling.

I don't hear voices, I've never hurt anybody,

I, I promise.

Okay, Jack.

I like you, you're sweet,

but let's just take it easy, okay?

Let's slow things down.

Okay.

Okay, tell me what this thing is.

There was this older programmer that I met once,

this was his, he called it his Skeleton Key,

and it's some kind of crazy digital lock-pick.

So what does it do?

Well, I combined it with the work that I do in AI,

and now it does like anything you want.

You wanna check it out?

We can use it to get room service,

or backstage passes to a show,

or plane tickets to Hawaii.

Are, are you sure this is like...

Is it real?

I've been thinking about that a lot recently.

And?

This thing changed my life.

Last few days have been the best ones I can remember.

Maybe, whether it's real or not,

it doesn't really matter.

Uh, of course it matters.

Check it out.

Babylon, clear all the parking tickets

associated with the phone of the person sitting next to me.

I didn't give you

my phone num...

Holy shit.

Right?

Are you sure this is safe?

What's it even doing?

Honestly, I'm not totally sure,

but Eddie seems to really wanna get his hands on this thing,

and I'm kind of worried about what might happen if he does.

You know, the guy's been freaking me out.

Unlikely to pass the Senate.

In finance, multiple charity organizations

have reported unidentified bank fraud resulting in losses

totaling approximately $100,000.

The affected charities cover a range of purposes

from cancer research to public housing.

Oh my God, was that...

What?

Eddie had Babylon set up this little bank account

to fund our Vegas adventure.

I never even stopped to think

about where the money would come from.

Are you the type that thinks money just grows on trees?

Oh, Jack.

Anyways, why would it take the money from charities?

I'm not sure, it's an AI,

half the time, it can't tell you why it did something;

it usually just takes the path of least resistance.

It might've been that these charities

had really lacked security or something,

maybe they were just easy pickings.

So what are you gonna do?

Babylon, return all remaining funds

to their original sources,

refuse any new voice commands

unless they come directly from my voiceprint.

Well, that should do it, right?

Maybe.

But I wanna see if I can stash this thing somewhere.

Hang on, let me call a concierge.

Okay.

Good evening, Mr. Folly.

Hey, uh, yeah.

Do you have anywhere I could store something right now?

Your suite is equipped with a safe,

and I would be happy to send up a member of our staff

to help you operate it.

No, no, no, I definitely want something outside the room.

We would be happy to hold something for you

in the hotel's high-security vault.

I believe most other outside establishments

will be closed at the moment.

Uh, nevermind.

Thanks anyway. - My pleasure.

Do you know where we might be able to store

something like this right now?

Actually, I do.

There's this really high-tech outfit

that opened up a while back;

it was all over the news.

Um, what was it called?

Occlumens...

Oculus...

Ocularium.

That's it, The Ocularium.

I don't know if they'd be open now though.

Let's see if this thing can work some magic.

Babylon, book us an appointment at The Ocularium

set for right now,

and text me the details when you have it.

We got an appointment.

May I have this dance?

I guess this is it.

Would you mind waiting for me?

I just wanna run in and stash it real fast.

Yeah.

Good luck, cowboy.

Hello?

Mr. Folly, I presume.

Yeah, that's me.

Welcome to The Ocularium.

My name is Clyde Parnum,

and it'll be my pleasure to assist you.

Nice to meet you, Clyde.

Um, my assistant set this meeting for me,

but I don't know much about this place.

I'm just looking for somewhere to store something

for a while.

Certainly, sir.

The Ocularium is the world's most advanced

private storage enterprise in existence.

It is available to you 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

What is it?

What's The Ocularium?

This, this mirror is The Ocularium.

Simply input whatever items you wish to store

and our proprietary system

will take care of them until you return.

Everything is ready for you, sir.

Do you have any questions before I go?

Will you just stay here to make sure I do it right?

Certainly, sir.

Holy shit.

Well done, sir.

Would you like a mint?

Oh, don't mind if I do.

Take it easy, Clyde.

- Hi. - All set.

What else is there to do in this town?

I'm kind of sick of the casino thing.

Have you ever been to Pearl Street?

Is it like Fremont Street?

Oh, you are such a tourist.

Come on, follow me.

What the hell, Jack?

Didn't you hear me tell you to take it easy?

What am I...

You remember you kissed me, right?

Oh, so now it's my fault?

- No, I- - Oh, Jesus, of course,

you're just like everybody else:

blame the victim.

The...

Wait, the, the victim?

Don't you talk to me like that.

Look, I'm gonna go grab my things,

you can just wait down here for a minute.

Wait, Jenny.

What did I do?

Seriously, what did I do?

Put me in the hot seat.

Can I ask the audience?

No, you guys never say anything.

Fine, it was C; final answer.

Dr. Steve?

What are you doing here?

Jack, it's good to see you.

I thought I'd enjoy a drink with you, Jack.

No, I mean, what are you doing in Las Vegas?

Oh, of course, Las Vegas.

I thought I should come visit you where you are, Jack,

I think it might really help you.

You know that, uh, Plymouth mission statement

that we read before meals,

the one where we talk about how to accept the here and now?

Do you know what that's all about?

No, not really.

No?

The concept is called radical acceptance.

The idea is that once something happens,

it's not gonna change.

Like, take this lemonade.

Of course, it's lemonade.

Yeah.

The lemonade is spilled.

I could sit here and talk about how unfair it is

that my glass is empty,

or complain about how the counter's gonna get all sticky,

or if it's gonna ruin my night.

That's not gonna change anything that's happened.

Right.

It's your fault, no one else's,

you can only blame yourself.

No, it's not about fault or blame,

it's about acceptance.

I mean, the spilled lemonade is the perfect result

of everything that's happened before.

I spilled the lemonade,

the exact result is the lemonade ends up on the counter.

So what's the point?

What, does there have to be a point?

I mean, what, what's happened has happened.

Life isn't a game you can win, Jack;

all you can do is make your best choices

in the here and now.

So there is no point, no meaning to anything.

Ah, therein lies the rub.

Some spilled lemonade may not have meaning,

other events may not have meaning,

but your life, Jack,

your life can have a very deep and very profound meaning.

If I open myself up to others, is that what you want?

I want you to open yourself up to yourself.

Now it's true that the greatest meaning we get in our life

comes from our connection to others,

but we can't establish that connection

without having a firm grasp on who we are.

So you want me to, uh, focus a little more inward?

Aren't I enough of a head case already?

Not even close, Jack.

I think you get distracted by everything around you,

I think you get a lot of stimulus from your work

and your programming

and all of the things that you're trying to fix.

Do me a favor, close your eyes.

Right now?

Yeah.

Right, why not?

Imagine we take away

everything in this room that isn't you.

What does that look like?

Well, just me, sitting alone on this bar stool.

And you don't mean to tell me

that that bar stool is part of you?

Well, no.

List everything you see,

and if it isn't something that's a part of you,

get rid of it.

Well, I'm wearing clothes,

but those aren't really part of me.

I guess I'd still be me if I lost a hand or a foot.

Keep going, you're doing great.

Well, I guess if it came down to it,

I'd still be me if I lost my arms or my legs,

or my entire body.

Is it... Is it my brain?

Is that what it comes down to?

I'm, I'm my brain?

Well, the brain

is a sophisticated biological computer.

It processes input from your organs and nervous system

and reports it as thoughts, feelings, and sensations.

But what is it that the brain reports those things to, Jack?

It's just...

It's just me.

I just...

I am.

That's it, Jack.

All that conflict and struggle, it's all like...

It's like clouds covering the blue sky.

The sky's nature is just to be still, clear, at peace.

You do have a way with this stuff, doc.

So, what...

Where do I go from here?

Where do you wanna go?

I'd like to find someone to be with,

but every time I do find someone,

I find a way to screw it up;

game over.

No, it's never game over, Jack.

Just remember, everything in the past

happened just as it was supposed to.

If the lemonade spills,

it's because somebody knocked over the glass;

all you can do is accept it

and make your choices in the here and now.

My choice is to clean up my mess and move on with my life,

and then it'll never bother me again.

Clean up your messes, move on.

I guess that makes sense.

That's all there is to it, Jack.

Oh, and, and medicine can really help too.

Think about it.

I will.

Thanks, doc.

Good to see you, Jack.

Jack, listen-

No, no, gimme a second.

I, I really owe you an apology.

Jack, Jack, Jack.

I wish you would've just played nice with me.

What are you...

What are you doing?

You kept your special toy all to yourself.

I just wanted you to share, Jack;

it's nice to share, Jack.

Yeah, well, you're kind of freaking me out.

I don't even have it.

No, I know you don't;

I do.

Bullshit.

See for yourself.

You gave us a tough time getting our hands on it.

Us?

Nice to meet you, Jack,

Special Agent Edward Crane, CIA.

If you're gonna make something up,

you can do better than that.

We've had our eye on you for a while,

watching your development of that outcome-oriented code.

It's great work you're doing,

and actually it can do quite a bit.

You're doing just fine

with your little stunt on the stock market

until we put a stop to it.

Wait, why?

Well, we wanted you to come work for us,

and we figured

if you started making too much money in trading,

we'd lose the chance.

I was gonna just knock on your door

after you lost all your cash,

but then you had to go and get yourself locked up

in the funny bin.

I couldn't believe my luck.

Luck?

It's a lot easier to keep a close eye on someone

in a locked facility.

What...

What do you want with the Skeleton Key?

Old Bill cracked his code a long time ago,

but it didn't really do much.

The Skeleton Key is designed around rolling radio codes.

Get this:

Bill actually literally used it to open his garage door;

crazy old coot.

CIA tried all kinds of things

to get him to keep going farther with it,

but it never worked out.

They eventually fed him a bit too much LSD,

cooked his brain like scrambled egg.

It doesn't make any sense.

We used this-

To get out of the loony bin and fly to Vegas?

No, Jack, the CIA did that.

The government isn't always nimble,

but we can buy a couple of plane tickets

without too much trouble.

But if you've known about the Skeleton Key all this time,

why do you want it so badly now?

What we want is Babylon.

You don't wanna work for us, fine,

just hand over the program.

I would've taken it a long time ago,

but you went and locked the only copy

inside that little puck.

And as you know, it's a black box,

won't talk to anything except your program.

That's what we want.

Getting you out of the Psych Ward,

booking those tickets, all of it,

that's just a little spycraft to get you to trust me,

but you wouldn't;

you kept refusing to give me the damn thing,

so now I have to take it,

and I'm getting a little impatient!

So it's time for you to hurry up and cooperate!

It doesn't make any sense.

I locked this thing away-

Inside a special mirror?

Jack, I just fed you some magic mushroom tea,

and you and your little girlfriend

hallucinated that shit yourself.

It doesn't take much with someone like you;

little psilocybin, and you'll believe anything.

No, no, this is bullshit.

We, we made an appointment, we went together.

We couldn't have both hallucinated the same thing.

You must have just followed us

and flashed a badge and a fake warrant or something,

and stole it.

I mean, I'm not crazy.

Jack, you're as crazy as they come,

and she's not too far behind you.

Do you know what landed her in the Psych Ward?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

How about you unlock the Skeleton Key,

and we could go our separate ways?

Yeah, you guys are great,

but, uh, I think I'll just let you figure this out

on your own, okay?

I'll catch you later.

Uh-uh, sweetheart, you're staying right here.

In fact...

Jack, I want that program,

and I'll do whatever I need to do to get it.

Unlock the device and hand it back to me nicely.

Oh, Jesus, this is nuts.

What do I do?

I mean, I could...

Jack, stop being insane for one second and help me!

Okay, okay, okay.

Eddie, okay.

Jenny, I'm sorry,

I didn't mean to get you into anything like this.

Babylon, remove the voice lock I placed earlier.

Okay, it's all set, Eddie, just let her go.

Perfect.

Babylon, collect $50 million in untraceable funds

and put them in a numbered offshore bank account.

Send me the details when you're done.

Now hand it over Jack.

So it does work?

Of course, it works, Jack.

God, I thought you were supposed to be

some kind of super genius,

but it comes to common sense,

and you haven't got two brain cells to rub together, do you?

Okay, okay.

I'm gonna hand it over nice and slow,

just don't hurt her, okay?

Run!

So holding hands is cool now?

Not the time, Jack!

Okay, fair point.

Let me see the key.

Babylon, unlock this door.

Babylon, turn off the lights.

Jack, I know you're in there!

Open the door!

Jack.

You wanna know why I got a knife?

So that when I slash your wrists,

it'll look like you did it yourself.

You'll be back in the Psych Ward;

who knows, maybe forever.

You son of a bitch.

Jack, you'll never get out this building in one piece,

I swear to God!

Do you really need that thing?

I don't think we're gonna outrun him.

No...

Yeah... No...

Come on, we're almost to the ground.

I think we're almost out.

Babylon, unlock this door.

Jack.

There's nowhere to run, Jack.

Hand it over.

I accept the here and now,

every event in my life has led precisely to this moment.

I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.

No!

You son of a bitch!

Jesus, that chair was a lot heavier than it looked.

Is he gonna be okay?

Oh, yeah.

He'll just wake up

with a killer headache and a pretty nice lump on his head.

This isn't the first time

I've had to swing a chair at an asshole.

I'll try to remember that.

Look, I'm really sorry,

I'm, I'm a mess.

Join the club.

I'm so sorry I snapped at you,

and I can't promise it'll be the last time,

but I'll always come back around.

You promise, even if I don't get better?

Promise;

but we don't get better.

This stuff, it's, it's not something you can fix.

We can't kill our demons,

so we just have to learn to live above them.

That sounds nice.

Yeah, I heard it in a movie.

No, it's, it's good.

I think I'm gonna have to try and borrow it.

You know, you're actually really nice for a crazy guy.

But, hey, if we wanna try and do this,

just take the meds, okay?

I, I just think it would be so much better

if I didn't feel like you were gonna be walking around

talking to invisible people

all the time. - Okay, okay, okay.

I will, I promise.

And, hey, at least I'm rich, right?

Really?

I-I'm not so sure about that.

No, uh, Eddie told Babylon to get $50 million,

and he said, "Send me the details when you're done."

But I've never taught Babylon who anyone is, except me,

Jack Folly.

And, and he said it works,

it really, it really works.

I think you mean "It worked."

You just smashed it.

Uh-oh.

Well, I might not be rich,

but at least I'm not an asshole.

It's gonna be okay, Jack,

let's get outta here.

Hey, sweetie, just taking a nap?

Actually, I was just getting up,

there's a lot I wanna do today.

I know the meds make you tired,

but at least nobody's watching you, right?

That's gotta be nice.

Yeah, definitely.

They are gone, right, your audience?

No, no, yeah, yeah.

The, uh, the meds are pretty strong.

Anyway, I should probably get going.

Do you have time for a shower first?

Always.

Oh wait, you know what?

We got some mail.

Here, you look at it first, I'll get the water started.

Okay.

Dear Mr. Folly, my name is Sally Connors.

My husband, William, passed away last week,

but I want you to know that his last days

were joyous and wonderful.

I received an anonymous message that he had come back to us,

and I was able to finally see my husband again.

Bill told me all about you

and the friendship you offered him in the hospital.

We knew it must have been you who helped reach out to me.

You were a light in the darkness to him, Jack.

For that, I cannot thank you enough.

If you ever need anything,

please don't be afraid to find me.

Sincerely, Sally.

You coming, babe?

The water's warm.

Yeah, I'll be right there.