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71 buildings exploded or caught fire.

Elliot, tell me what it is
that you think he did.

Sorry.
I don't know if I can say.

No matter what happens now,

everything will be fine.

I should be at home with my family.

My brother is probably
flipping out right now.

- I'll be back later.
- What do normal people do

when they get this sad?

I do morphine.

If what I discovered is real,
do you know what that means?

We can potentially undo this whole thing.

Everything in this room
is only here to tell a story.

If anything does happen to us--

If I don't make it back to my computer,

I sent the email to go out automatically.

No, don't do this!

Stop!

To someone I trust.

Your dad pushed you out a window?

Broke my arm.
Went to the hospital.

I was angry.

I hated myself.

♪ These old memories ♪

♪ Bring you tears ♪

It's okay.
I'll get it out of my system

before the movie.
Don't you worry.

Here.

All right.
Dump them on in there.

Come on.
You know what to do.

Come on, kiddo.
Shake 'em up.

What?
You don't want any?

Told you I didn't wanna come.

I know, but...

It's movie night.
Is it the movie?

I thought you wanted to see "Shallow Grave."

I hear it's pretty good.

Um, maybe we could see this,
uh, "Jerky Boys" thing.

Maybe it's not sold out yet.

I wanna go home.

How long are you gonna be mad at me?

- I told you I was sorry.
- You're not sorry.

You're just sick and don't want to admit it.

You're right.

I made some mistakes.

I wish I could have been
a better father to you.

All I'm asking is that you forgive me.

Do you think you'll ever be able to do that?

No.

Yeah.

Maybe we should leave.

- Oh, my!
- Somebody call 911!

Shh, the movie's about to start.

Welcome.
Your movie will begin shortly.

Please keep our theaters clean

by disposing of your trash

in the specified waste containers.

Food and refreshments
are available in the lobby.

Gift certificates are only available

on special occasions.

Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

When you delete something,

you're making a choice to destroy it.

To never see it again.

You choose to delete because
you need to free up space.

Because you don't want it anymore.

Because it no longer holds value.

Is that what happened to Mobley and Trenton?

Were they unwanted?
Taking up too much space?

- You can't keep doing this.
- What?

Why did you wipe-down?

Routine.

You need to talk to Angela.

She is not doing well.
Last time I saw her,

she was going through a full-on breakdown.

I don't care.

She should be breaking down.

Nice.

I recall her being there for you

when you had your little episode.

- Multiple times.
- Guess I'm an asshole.

It's been three weeks.

You haven't left your apartment.

- I'm getting worried about you.
- Don't.

What happened with the
attacks, that's not you.

Even if it was him, it was me.

How do you even know he did this?

What does it even matter, Darlene?

He got what he wanted.
Didn't he?

Except, wait a minute.
Nope.

E Corp's still gonna be
just fine because of Ecoin.

He sure didn't see that coming, did he?

Whoops!
Oh, well.

Consolation prize, at least we get to be

miraculously off the hook for everything.

Yes, sure, a couple of good people had to die

in disgrace for that.
But who's counting

at this point?
Am I right?

I mean, I'm sure he's just
doing fucking dandy.

If that's what this is about,
you can still get rid of him.

You don't get it.
I tried everything.

The medication, therapy...

Fuck, I even put myself in jail.

He won't leave.

He won't leave because I wanted this.

I liked it.

Fuck you.

You're really scaring the shit
out of me right now.

I'm not trying to scare you.

I just...

Just give me some time.

I need to find my own way to cope with this.

I don't believe you.

I feel like--

I feel like you're giving up.

Just let me stay with you.

Okay, that'll make me feel better.

Please.

I just wanna be alone.

Give me some time.
Okay?

I tell you what.

You come by tomorrow, we'll smoke up,

and we can watch "Careful Massacre."

It's not even Halloween.

Since when did we start following the rules?

I'd like that.

Me too.

Just for the day.
You'd be doing me a big favor.

Of course.
She's practically family.

I'll bring her toys and food over.

She likes this purple eggplant thing.

I know.
You, uh, left it here

the last time.

And I got food left over,
so we're good for the day.

Deletion.
When you make that decision,

there's always that moment of hesitation.

That annoying, "Are you sure?" dialogue box.

And then you have to make a call.

Yes or no.

Yes means ridding myself and the world

of Mr. Robot forever.

That includes you.

There you go. Thanks.

Next?

Maybe it's something
I should have done

a long time ago.

Next.

♪ Don't sigh a sigh for me ♪

♪ Don't ever cry for me ♪

This is Hard Andy's pure grade,

top shelf, all-name-brand supply.

No knock-offs or generics.
This is all straight

from the pharma's assembly line.

You got Addys, Exies,
Black Beauties, Oxies,

- Xannies, Roxis--
- Morphine.

Miss Emma.

She's good.

Those come straight from
the manufacturing plant

in Jersey.
Like I said,

Hard Andy's supply is always clean.

Pure as a nun's cunt.

♪ I'm losing you ♪

- I'll take it.
- Perfect.

- Let me get you a bottle.
- The whole bag.

That's my whole stash.

Then you just made an easy sale.

♪ Then one day like the tide
you began to change ♪

Refresh my memory.

How do we know each other, again?

Referral.
We got a friend in common.

- Take off your shirt.
- Come on, man.

You just did a pat-down outside.

I said take off your fucking shirt.

See, people don't usually come in here

trying to buy Hard Andy's whole stash

unless one of three prerequisites are met.

One, they got their nose up some fuzz's ass

which we will soon ascertain.
Pants, also.

Two, you're trying to resell in my market.

But... you don't strike me
as a dummy with a death wish.

Spin around.

Which leaves three.

Life that unbearable, baby?

Cute little boy like you.
Mmm.

The pleasure I could give you.

Such a shame.

Maybe you do have that death wish after all.

What do you want?

I was a friend of your brother.

Mobley.

- I mean, Sunil.
- Get lost, man.

Wait.

I just wanted to pay my respects.

I was wondering if you could
tell me where I should go.

That fat fuck doesn't
deserve respect from anyone.

Do you know how much he's damaged my career?

My firm is on the verge of firing me.

I get that you're going through a lot.

But don't believe the lies
you read about him.

- They're not true.
- It's been all over the news.

What, do you think they just
make this shit up now?

The facts are there.

He was working with the Iranians.

And I have no doubt he got lured

into some bullshit like that.
He's been a fuck-up

his whole life.

I just want to know where
I can go to say a few words.

Your guess is as good as mine.

There's no way I was gonna pay
for a terrorist's funeral.

This is a reminder that
today's city-wide curfew

begins at 9:00 p.m.
this evening

through 4:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

Stay indoors and off the streets.

This is a reminder that
today's city-wide curfew

begins at 9:00 p.m.
this evening

through 4:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

Stay indoors and off the streets.

Are you moving?

Are you leaving the city?

Please, sir.
We don't want any trouble.

I'm not here to give you any trouble.

I just wanted to talk.

Please, we just want to leave in peace.

I went to school with your daughter.

I wanted to say she was a good person.

What do you want from us?

I want you to know she's innocent.

I'm sorry, how did you
know my daughter, again?

Did you speak with her before she left?

Do you know why she went to Arizona?

No.

I just know her.

I know she wouldn't do this.

Shama was a victim.
Somebody did this to her.

This country now blames
Muslims for everything.

There's no room for us here anymore.

Thank you for saying nice
things about my daughter.

That's a lot of pills.

Are you sick?

- What are you doing here?
- What are you doing here?

- Where are your parents?
- Who cares?

I don't need a babysitter.

Go home.

Leave me alone.

I don't know how to go home.

What do you mean?
Just go back the way you came.

- Where did I come from?
- Go down the street.

Take the train.

I don't know how to do that.

Well, how did you get here?

I followed you.

- What are you doing?
- Sitting here.

You don't own the beach.

Are you serious, man?

Your parents are probably
really worried about you.

I told you.
I don't need a babysitter.

Besides, I don't wanna go home.

Why do you think my sister
didn't do anything wrong?

Dude, you can't just stay here.

Come on.

Come with me.

You sure this is a shortcut?

It's the way we always go.

My sister used to take me
this way after prayer.

Our mosque is on the way.

Where do you pray?

I don't.

You're lucky.
It's so boring,

and your face is always
up another guy's butt.

At the mosque,
Shama used to trip

whenever she put her shoes back on.

I can do it while standing and not fall down.

- You wanna see?
- No.

- That's awesome.
- Can you do it?

Probably.

You sure this is the
fastest way to your home?

I gotta get back to Coney Island.

Why?

Because I have something to do.

- What?
- It's personal.

Like what?

Let's talk about something else.

Like what?

- Don't worry about it.
- Why?

This is a reminder:

Today's citywide curfew begins
at 9:00 p.m. this evening

through 4:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

Where are your parents?

They usually leave me home
alone when they go out.

The door locks automatically.

- Do you have a phone?
- Pfft, I wish.

Do you know their number?

- Their phone number.
- I don't know.

Today's citywide curfew begins

at 9:00 p.m. this evening

through 4:00 a.m.
tomorrow morning.

- Do you like TV?
- No.

- Do you like horses?
- No.

- Do you like Wii U?
- No.

Do you like movies?

I used to.

I've never been to the movies.

My parents say it's too expensive.

That sucks.

- Would you take me?
- Take you where?

To the movies.
Duh.

No.
Can't take you to the movies.

I told you I have something I gotta do.

Besides, there's probably
nothing good playing.

If your parents come home
and see that you're missing,

they'll probably call the cops.

How far away did they go?
Are they close?

- Danbury.
- In Connecticut?

That's two hours away.

My uncle lives there.
He likes to live by the mall.

- He's bald.
- This is serious.

I can't sit here for two hours.

That's what I'm telling you.
We should go to the movies.

Are you lying to me just
so I take you to the movies?

No.

♪ Mr. Sandman ♪

We're only going if
something good is playing.

♪ Mr. Sandman ♪

What's "Back to the Future?"

Can we see "The Martian" instead?

Are you kidding?

First of all, "The Martian" looks like shit.

Second of all, you've never
seen "Back to the Future"?

No.
It looks like an old movie.

You don't understand.

Today's the day that Marty
travels into the future.

I've wanted to see this movie on this day

since I was your age.

- So weird that it's today.
- Why?

It won't make sense to you.

Why?

What are you doing?
You just ruined it.

This is the best way to eat popcorn.

Trust me.

Wow.
That's good.

No shit.
Come on.

So, what is this film about, anyway?

It's hard to explain.

It's about going into the future

to change the past,

then coming back into
an alternate present day.

No, uh, you can't go into
the future to change the past.

It's way heavier than that.

He goes into the future to change the future.

But that allows Biff to change the past,

which changes the future again.

No, no, it's much simpler than that.

It's about how one mistake
can change the world.

Now seating for "Back to the Future Part II."

Are you sure we can't see "The Martian?"

Come on.
You're gonna love it.

But "The Martian" has 92% on Rotten Tomatoes.

That's because most critics
have shitty taste.

Excuse the disguise, Marty, but I was afraid

you wouldn't recognize me.

Would you mind holding my
Flux Capacitor for a second?

I... I--
- I gotta clean my glasses.

Changed the blood, added a good 30 to 40

years to my life.
They also replaced

my spleen and colon.

What do you think?

You look great, Doc.

The future.
Unbelievable.

I gotta check this out, Doc.

All in good time, Marty.
Were on a tight schedule here.

Tell me about my future.
I mean, I know I make it big,

but what, do I become, like,
a rich rock star?

Please, Marty.
No one should know too much

- about their own destiny.
- Right, right.

- I am rich, though, right?
- Marty, please.

Take off your shirt.

Put on the jacket and shoes.

We've got a mission to accomplish!

Hey, come on, dude.

Have you seen a little boy like this tall?

- Blue hoodie?
- Yeah.

He peaced out.

Ugh, these heels are the pits.

I should have gone as 1955 Lorraine.

Ow.

What?
Try me.

I'm looking for a mosque.
It's near a playground.

Masjid Al Rahman, or The Islamic Society?

Come on, we'll figure it out.
I have good friends

in both places.
Come on.

- What are you waiting for?
- Get in.

Ladies and gentlemen,
I have a grave announcement

to make.
Incredible as it may seem,

both the observations
of science and the evidence

of our eyes lead
to the inescapable assumption

that those strange beings
who landed in the Jersey

farmlands tonight are the vanguard

of an invading army from the planet Mars.

"War of the Worlds," huh?

Why not?

'Cause it's about the end of the world.

No, that's incorrect.

Things get a little fakakta for a while,

but at the end, humans actually persevere.

Monstrous creatures
in the world now seems part

of another life.

A life that has no continuity
with the present.

Why did you bail on me at the theater?

I would have come here with you,

if that's what you wanted.

No, you wouldn't.
You keep saying you have

- something you have to do.
- I do have something to do.

Now come on.
We're going back.

Why did you come to our house?

Yo, this isn't cool, okay?
I gotta go.

Is it that important?

- Yes.
- Why?

- It's none of your business.
- You're a baby.

- You're annoying.
- You are!

- This is a nightmare.
- You are!

- So are you!
- I wish you were dead!

So do I!

Sometimes I feel like I...

Did something bad that made Shama leave.

You didn't do anything wrong.

All right.
I'm gonna give you five.

- And then we're gonna go.
- I'm not going anywhere.

Just leave me alone.

It wasn't your fault.

Or hers.

It was mine.
All of it.

So don't blame her or yourself.

You can blame me.

You know, you talk about yourself a lot.

And you're not allowed to wear shoes here.

I'm not gonna trip when I put them back on.

We'll see.

Did you know I could be

President of the United States?

- Yeah?
- My sister couldn't be.

She wasn't born here.

My mom and dad couldn't, either.

I'm the only person in my
family who could be President.

Isn't that cool?

If I were President...

I would be able to stay here.

In the house we live in.

I would find a way to bring back my sister.

I'd put the real bad guys in jail.

And... And I'd make everyone
eat Pop Tarts for dinner.

And then make everyone be nice to me.

So you'd be a dictator.

What's a dictator?

It's like a really bad President.

- Can you be President?
- Probably not.

So you're like my sister?
You weren't born here?

No, I was.

- Where?
- New Jersey.

- Really?
- Me too.

- What part?
- Washington Township.

- Where were you born?
- Trenton.

Looks like your parents still aren't home.

You had the keys this whole time?

Thanks for taking me to the movies.

Wait.

What's your name?

Elliot.

Thanks, Elliot.

Sorry I made you late.

Hope you can still do your important thing.

Hey, Elliot?

Can I see you again?

Yeah.
Before you go,

I'll take you to see "The Martian."

It's always better to see
movies on the big screen.

Really?

- Yeah.
- Thanks, Elliot.

I think you'll like it.
Matt Damon is awesome.

Stay here.

I've got something for you.

Because you said you were sick.

Bye.

You again.
What the fuck do you want?

You're gonna have a funeral for your brother.

- A proper one.
- Okay, dipshit.

We're not having a funeral
for that waste of space.

Your problem is you never knew him.

If you did, you'd know he's not

- capable of that.
- Get the fuck off my property

- before I call the cops.
- I'll go.

But before I do, you should probably change

your corporate email password.

Using your street address,
even if it's an old one,

isn't the smartest.

Don't feel special.
I hack everyone.

From the emails I found,
you and your law firm

swapped some shady memos
that I don't think the IRS

would look too kindly on.

- What do you think you found?
- If you don't want me

sending them out, make sure your brother

gets a funeral.

A good one.

I want an invite.

I'll make sure you get my email.

Bullshit.

Got these from Hard Andy.

One of your shady clients
I was talking about.

I won't be needing them anymore.

The money you make selling them back to him

will more than pay for a funeral.

Start writing a eulogy.

A good one.

I'll be in the back listening.

It's me.

Angela.

Come on.
Open up.

Let's talk.

I'm worried about you.

I wish I could say something
that could snap you

out of this.

Remember when we used to do our wishing game?

We'd close our eyes,
and we'd wish for something.

Whatever we wanted.

We both wished we could get bigger bedrooms.

That was a big one.

You would always wish for more protractors,

which was weird.

I would wish for a faster computer.

Probably faster modem too.

You would wish for better clothes.

I didn't really care about that.

We both...

We both wished we could drive.

I just wanted to drive away.

We wanted to go on road trips.

And eat lots of Sour Patch Kids

that we would buy from gas stations.

After we made all our wishes...

We'd close our eyes really hard,

hoping that when we opened them,

it'd all come true.

And we thought the harder we closed them,

the stronger our wishes would be.

And even though they never came true,

we still liked doing it.

Because the ending was never
our favorite part, anyway.

It was the wishing.

I didn't get that at first.

You remember what you used to say to me

right before we opened our eyes

that would make it all better?

♪ The time is almost here ♪

No matter what happens, we'll be okay.

♪ Our dreams will all come true ♪

♪ I promise you ♪

♪ 'Cause I can see ♪

♪ For miles and miles ♪

♪ In time we'll be dancing
in the streets all night ♪

♪ In time yes everything will be all right ♪

That's the thing about deletion.

♪ But we're going far ♪

♪ You and me, yes I know we are ♪

It's not always permanent.

♪ In time we'll be dancing
in the streets all night ♪

♪ In time we'll be dancing
in the streets all night ♪

There are many reasons why
you wanna recover a file

you just deleted.

When you have that moment of panic,

where it hits you,
where that thing you thought

had no value suddenly becomes important.

Where you suddenly find new purpose for it.

♪ Our eyes will not be blind ♪

♪ You'll see this rain come down ♪

♪ Without this sound ♪

♪ We can all we can all ♪

Maybe there are still things
left for me to do.

♪ Break free ♪

♪ In time we'll be dancing
in the streets all night ♪

♪ All night, all night ♪

♪ In time, yes,
everything will be all right ♪

♪ All right, all right ♪

♪ It'll take time but we're going far ♪