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Do you want to talk to him?

Let him rest.

You sure?

Yeah.

Well, hi there.

Where did you come from?

- Nope. No, no, no! - Stop him!

Shit!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

What the...

Jay!

Jason?

Jason.

Jason!

Fuck.

Hey.

How long have you been watching us?

I just got here an hour ago. I saw you leave that abandoned school.

So you followed me home.

Home?

Nah. No, you're not him.

Which one are you?

Which one am I? Which one are you?

Are you the one that built the box?

- Okay. Just... Just wait. Listen. - You are. You're the one.

- Listen, listen, listen. - You killed them.

- You killed fucking Ryan. You're the one. - Listen.

You have to believe me, okay?

Nothing happened the way it was supposed to happen.

What the fuck do you want from me?

When I saw you leave that school, I thought you were... him.

I thought you were my Jason.

You know what? Doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.

- You want to know why? I'm glad it's you. - Why?

Maybe I get a chance to say I'm sorry.

All right? I'm sorry, Jay. I'm sorry.

Fuck off.

Why are you in this world?

I lost everything too, you know.

I just chose the wrong door today.

Go.

Go.

If I ever see you

- in this fucking world again... - You won't.

You won't.

Jason fucking Dessen.

We can't go back in the box.

What? No.

That's not what I'm saying.

Look. We have new identities.

And-And-And money saved.

We just move far away.

Another state. Another country even.

We'll be hard to find in this world. God, we know that.

And maybe... maybe that's enough.

I say we start packing.

No.

What?

No.

I'm done with your box bullshit.

I know you didn't build the box, but some piece-of-shit version of you did.

And I lost everything.

And then another piece-of-shit version of you came and fucked my life

just as I was starting to figure things out.

So, no.

If you want to go, go. I'm 18.

I'm getting a job with Eduardo at his mom's place,

- and I'm going to college. In Chicago. - Charlie.

- Hey, Charlie! - What?

This is my life too.

And I'm not going to start over again.

Char...

I'm not leaving him.

Of course.

I wouldn't leave him either.

So... what's next?

- How about we stop wasting time? - You know, it's wild.

I've been fantasizing about seeing you again since the day you stranded me, man.

Amanda, what's the most dangerous world you've been to?

- Why? - I really think

we need to drop this guy off.

I get it, man.

And I'm actually really fucking into this energy 'cause

in the year and a half I've been here,

I've gotten the impression that you're real nice.

But I do gotta ask before we murder him...

can you get me home? Without his help?

Can you get him back?

Yeah. Might take a couple of tries.

Great. Let's get to it.

Finally.

Looks right.

Okay, but how can we be sure this is my world?

We could go straight to your apartment, but we might run into yourself.

Is there a place closer you know really well?

Yeah, I know the perfect place.

Holy shit.

The cops were here looking for you, boyo.

Thought you were dead.

Not yet, buddy.

Get in here!

Looks right.

We should stop by your place just to be sure.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Ryan.

- Ryan. - What's it gonna be, man?

Hey, man.

Whiskey, neat.

The usual?

Best you got 'cause this guy's buying.

Would you come buy all the things I want? Please.

Oh, boy.

You get one whiskey.

You know what? Make it two.

And a Diet Coke and...

a cider.

Okay.

Hey, hey. Come and have a seat. Sit down.

What is with the Diet Coke, man?

I didn't think you'd be into whatever the shitkicker's house wine is.

My senior year, a buddy and I were at a party, wasted.

Can we talk?

I just wanna try and explain.

At least apologize.

Apology accepted.

Come on.

Please?

I flipped the same coin.

Except I lost.

Can you make it quick?

This is your mess, man, but I'll do my best.

- Yeah, yeah. Hold it. - Well...

So, you are twins?

- Identical, yeah. - Goddamn you.

My parents were told that he died right after birth.

Turns out the nurse faked his death.

Kidnapped him so she could raise him as her own son. It's wild.

Hit me again.

Yeah.

How did you find out he was still alive?

Stop.

This is our story to tell.

We... We...

We took DNA tests.

Took those at-home DNA tests.

Bang. 100% match.

I was sure it was a glitch. So weird.

Until you saw my pic though, right, buddy?

Well, as soon as I saw your pic, I knew it was a glitch.

Not me. As soon as I got that notification,

I knew I'd felt my long-lost twin.

You know, it was like a... it was a twin power. I felt that.

And that's where you've been? For the last year?

Well, you know, it did take me some time to track him down.

And then there was drama with the woman who kidnapped/raised him.

She has a name.

It's Joyce.

So...

I got this from the version of me

that had watched you die.

Now, I knew intellectually that

some version of you would have survived.

But when I saw you...

I'm...

I'm so...

- Sorry? - Yes.

How did I not see who you were?

Because I didn't even know.

Was anything between us real?

Yes.

I didn't go into the box because I was thinking, "I want a new life."

But I didn't know that I was unhappy.

That I was just existing.

Doing the things that humans do, you know? Like pattern recognition.

Sounds like depression.

Now, seeing all those lives that I might have lived...

I let it sweep me away.

I was so envious of all these other versions of me.

And none of them had achieved what I had.

I became fascinated by a version of me

who had given up even trying to achieve,

but he had all the things that I had given up on.

And he was completely himself.

And I didn't have that.

I didn't even know how to have that.

I wish you would've asked for help.

Yeah.

I get that being a broken person,

no matter what broke you, is hard.

I get that.

But you're trying to use pop psychology.

On me.

You chose not to marry a girl 18 years ago,

then saw the life you could've had and decided to steal it

because of...

what? Regret?

Regret is the big reveal?

Fuck you.

I'll tell you who I am.

I'm the one who cared about you.

Not some other version of you who made the...

all the so-called perfect choices.

I knew every one of your scars. I still do.

But you didn't want to be known.

You didn't want a partnership of minds.

You stole someone else's life

because true intimacy scares the living shit out of you.

You were too much of a coward to be honest.

All you could ever think about was Jason, Jason, Jason.

Even now,

you are trying to manipulate me into feeling sorry for you because you...

you didn't know who you were?

I've had to look myself in the mirror,

knowing I've loved you for the flawed shithead you are.

If you want to play games with the truth, go fucking for it.

But don't mine my sympathy for your emotional needs.

Grow up.

Do the work.

Become this better person whose life you wanted so bad

you sunk to stealing it.

Or stop with the lies and just be yourself.

Either solution is fine.

It's a choice.

Wait, wait, wait.

You're right.

Let me try.

Go on. Try.

Fucking try.

I am...

I'm responsible for all of it.

I wasn't honest with anyone.

The closest I got was with you.

But that wasn't enough.

Because all I was thinking about was myself.

And so I couldn't love you.

Not the way that you would deserve.

And the worst part is...

I didn't even try.

So...

what now?

How the fuck should I know?

Move your toes.

Bring some movement back into your spine.

Your shoulders.

And slowly, open your eyes.

- What's wrong? - I'm sorry.

Nothing.

You ever miss your old life?

My old life.

I wouldn't call what I had much of a life until you came along.

I miss what my life was like before I got so fucked up.

- If that's what you're asking. - Yeah.

Yeah.

You know, I used to think it was one thing. Right?

One moment, one single choice.

Until I met you.

And when I met you, I met me.

What a marvelous gift it is...

to see the monster.

To meet Leighton Vance.

And to love him.

Thank you for letting us stay the night.

Yeah, anytime. Sure.

Hey.

In case you discover you're not in the right world,

here's a few lilac wings.

I can dig it.

Hey. Whatever world you end up in,

you are gonna fucking crush it, man.

I've got a favor to ask.

Listen, I assume that going home is not an option for me.

Yeah.

I'd like to do what you suggested. Something good.

Like?

I don't know yet.

And you could leave me here. I deserve it.

But if you could spare it...

- I-I'd appreciate... - You want lilac wings?

I think he wants us to give him tablets. Is that true?

Do you want us to give you tablets?

That's a fun one, man, you know.

Do we trap the monster in this world,

where he'll most likely make other Ryan's life awful

or do we give him access to countless other realities

to make those people's lives awful?

He's not gonna make anyone's life awful.

Right?

Promise.

Okay.

You can swallow these just like the ampoules,

but it takes 30 minutes to kick in, so...

And these last longer. We're getting two hours.

Thank you.

Don't thank me.

I'm only doing it 'cause she asked me to, and I owe her a million favors.

Thank you.

Now what?

If it's all right, I was...

I was thinking I might come back with you.

To polite sex world?

We've seen so much worse.

Yeah.

Just need some time to think.

To figure out my next move.

What if they move the box again?

Then I'll make the most of that world.

Like I would anywhere.

Okay. The secret to our burgers is the caramelized onions.

We gotta start those way before the burger.

All right? Then we lightly toast the bread.

Okay.

Just slap it on.

You wanna try one?

Yeah. Sure.

Eddo!

Back here, ma!

Yo, I told her you had some fast-food experience

from when you lived in Champaign.

- What? - Yeah. She's a little intense,

but it'll be fine.

Just say you were a shift cook.

Dude. You serious?

How's the grill training going?

Getting the hang of it.

Your buns are burning.

Okay.

Thank you.

Do you want anything else?

We're fine for now. All good.

Food? No?

Okay.

You sign?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm... I'm full of surprises.

I could teach you if you want.

Jason.

So, I heard you invited Bianca to the movies tonight?

Yeah. Is that a problem?

No.

She's great. I just figured with us starting college in a couple of days,

maybe you'd wanna keep your options open.

Yeah, and not breaking up with her is keeping my options open.

Oh, shit.

What?

No, you-you actually like her.

- Hey, Eduardo. - Hi, Mrs. Stewart. How are you?

- Hey. Hi. - Hi.

- You ready? - Daniela?

- Hi. Amanda? - Hi.

- Yes, nice to meet you. - Hi.

Nice to meet you too.

- You got a great one here. - Thank you. So do you.

- Thank you. - And thank you for giving him the job.

It's nothing.

What are you guys up to?

Well, we're gonna go to the Art Institute,

and then I think Charlie's meeting Eduardo for a movie later?

Yeah. I was just thinking we should meet outside the museum. Walk over.

As long as you've finished your shift.

Yes, ma'am.

- Well, lovely to meet you... - Nice to meet you.

- And thanks again. - Of course.

- Bye, Charlie. - Mrs. Stewart.

Thanks.

- Gonna get more menus. - All right.

Thought I'd find you with the surrealists.

Thought I'd try something new.

How was the Seurat?

It was great.

I mean, I've always loved it.

And...

Well, you know I did my college thesis on Seurat, so...

It was an amazing time for me.

College.

I really hope it is for you too.

I feel like I'm supposed to focus on the people,

but my attention's pulled by the door.

And the way the lines all...

I don't know, slip away.

I don't think you're supposed to be connected to them at all.

Why?

There's no entrance to the diner.

So, those people are just cut off

from everything.

Just trapped in their own little universe.

I gotta meet my friends at the entrance in five.

Okay.

- See ya. - Yeah.

Daniela? Is that you?

Oh, my God. What are you doing here?

- Are you visiting? - I...

Why didn't you call me?

I should have. I'm so sorry.

Yeah, just a quick trip, some family st...

How are Charlie and Jason?

Great. Yeah.

I'm so sorry. I... I have to run, but...

Okay. Call me?

Yes. I-I will.

Charlie!

Hey. Hey, what's up?

- You didn't see him? - Who?

It was a Jason. He was walking towards you.

No.

Buddy, look out.

Hey. I'm really sorry.

It's fine.

I didn't mean to ruin your time with your friends.

Mom! Oh, my God.

I don't really know what happened.

Jason!

Jason!

Hey.

- Hey. - Tatooine.

How was the museum?

Jason?

- Yes? - Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Okay.

It was great.

Yeah?

How was your day?

Really good.

What the fuck, man?

I'm sorry.

What are we eating?

Let's stay positive.

I am. I am so positive.

Keeping positive for polite sex world.

Okay.

This looks right.

Yeah.

I thought they would have put more security.

Maybe they didn't think they needed more security 'cause they moved the box.

Maybe this isn't the right world.

This is our world.

This is our box.

You almost seem disappointed there's not a problem.

I'm sure it's fine.

They probably didn't put up any fences

'cause they didn't wanna infringe on the rights of the grass.

There's a "no trespassing" sign. Do you see that?

It says, "Our spirit gently asks your spirit to consider"

moving your activities to a different location, if you don't mind.

"Will you be our friend?"

Your tight five is getting better.

Really? Will you come to my open mic? Laugh really loud?

I have plans.

- You have plans? In this world? - Sorry. Yeah.

What are you doing? Scrapbooking?

All right, go ahead. Straight ahead.

The fuck?

- Hey! - Hands where we can see 'em!

What is happening?

Don't move, don't move.

What's going on?

- You've broken quarantine and curfew. - What?

Do I have your consent to scan you?

Yeah.

Sir, there must be some kind of misunderstanding.

It says they're clear.

That's impossible.

Tell your men to keep their gloves on and maintain their distance.

Amanda Lucas. Ryan Holder. Would you like to come of your own accord?

We are prepared to restrain you.

What the fuck, man? I don't...

Will you come of your own accord?

Yeah, I will.

- Yeah. - Good. Follow me.

Sorry.

All right.

Okay. That's the last of it.

Want help unpacking?

Nah, I think I got it. It's not that much.

All right.

Okay. Well, I guess we'll head out.

You good?

Yeah.

- Okay. - My turn. Come here.

So listen, what you gotta work out is which classes you have to go to

and which ones you don't.

He has to go to all of them.

Oh, yeah. You're gonna be fine. Okay?

It's not like I'm not gonna see you guys.

- We still live in the same city. - Yeah.

Hey.

Lake Michigan.

I didn't know what time you were coming back so...

There's food on the stove.

Well, I'm gonna grab a shower.

Okay.

You're not having dinner?

No. I-I... I picked something up at the Tap.

Okay.

I like our new wallpaper.

Were you at the box today?

No, I haven't... I haven't been there in a while.

So what's this?

Well, it's...

entanglement equations.

So, the box is quantumly entangled with the other boxes.

It's the only possibly way it could work.

It's the reason why it respawned.

And if I could work out the math, then I could understand how to disentangle it.

Because brute-force is obviously not the answer.

Does that mean you're still trying to shut it down?

Yeah. I'm... I'm trying in a different way.

How was your day?

I went to work

and went for a long run after.

I saw my dad's old store.

It was...

exactly the way it was when I was a kid.

So, what, he could be alive here?

Maybe.

I... I don't know.

Wow.

Wow.

It's quiet. So quiet.

New space.

We're not the people we used to be.

I guess it was crazy to think that

we could be.

I think you feel it too.

It's...

Something's wrong with me.

What do you mean?

It's like I'm... I'm being followed.

And I keep thinking I see these versions of you.

But it's something else.

I'm scared of things that I see in you.

But...

I don't know what to do with what I've done.

What can I do?

Nothing.

I think I need to go away.

Is this...

Is-Is this you leaving me?

You're my person.

I'm yours.

I just need to find my way.