All language subtitles for S01E05 Altum Somnum-eng

Reverie:
a virtual reality program

where the impossible
becomes possible.

Anything you desire,
you can find here.

But sometimes people get lost.

Caught between fantasy
and reality.

That's where she comes in.

Her name is Mara Kint.

Her job: find the lost ones
and bring them home.

And maybe by saving them,

she just might find a way
to save herself.

Previously on "Reverie"...

When you find this symbol
in Reverie,

you're looking
at a gateway icon.

Your exit back
to the real world.

Charlie, we're running
out of time.

- Is she ready or not?
- Yes.

- She's ready.
- Then send her in.

And how does
the Department of Defense

see our product working
for them in the future?

We see potential.

Folks, empty your pockets.

Take the laptops
out of your bags.

Step forward, sir.

Step on through.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Raise your arms, sir.

Can I see your ID, please?

Any keys, cell phones,
wallets...

Raise your arms,

shoulder height.

Okay, sir, come on.
Step through.

Yes. I'm calling to let
Mr. Wiggins know

I'm running a little late.

Yes.

Mara.

Did you make a new friend?

I need you to come with me.

- What's going on?
- I'll explain in my office.

I'm sure this must seem odd,

but I'll get you up
to speed quickly.

Just couldn't talk until we
were all in a secure location.

Monica, before we do this,

I'd like to speak
with you privately.

I'm afraid we can't, Charlie.

- There's no time.
- Okay, I don't understand

I thought you were an investor
in Onira-Tech.

You work for the army?

Defense Department,
which is an investor.

We own 30% of Onira-Tech.

Anyone here surprised
to hear that?

I was told we operated
independent of our financing.

Of course you do.

I'm just asking for your help.

- With what?
- Preventing a terror attack.

In here, please.

Five hours ago a bomb exploded

in the lobby
of the Mercodyne building

in West Los Angeles.

The causality count right now
is 63 killed, 22 injured.

Why this building?

Probably
the military connection.

A lot of contractors
have their offices there.

Someone calling himself Silas
sent us this

45 minutes after the event.

Did we get
your attention? Good.

Because the people
of Doyle County

did not ask to be
your dumping ground.

But you still buried
your guns and munitions here.

You depleted
uranium shell casings.

Now the groundwater
is poisoned.

Dozens have died,
and more are dying every day.

And why? So you can
greedily buy more?

Keep the corporate machine
humming?

Pay reparations,

relocate the town's people,
and clean up the site.

Or we will visit upon you
days and days of reckoning.

We believe this is the first
in a series of attacks.

- So there are more bombs?
- Yes.

- Call in the FBI.
- We have.

And state and local police
and the NSA.

But you can do something
none of them can.

What?

Talk to the only surviving
eyewitness.

Time's short.

I took the liberty
of having her

transferred
to your medical wing.

She's here?

Her name is Denise Lang.

She was one of the
security guards in the lobby

when the device went off.

And you think she can
identify Silas?

According to the
surveillance footage,

she and what appears
to be Silas cross paths

minutes before the explosion.

She definitely saw him.

How badly was she hurt?

Third-degree burns
over 60% of her body,

lacerations to
her liver and spleen,

and she's in a coma.

Doctors are giving
her six to ten hours at best.

You'll have to work fast.

What? How? You just said
she's in a coma.

- Exactly.
- Interesting.

I'll need you to go
into her mind

using the Reverie program

to get an identification
of Silas.

You want us
to induce a Reverie?

Our people have looked
at the Reverie source code.

They say there are
no significant obstacles.

You have our source code?
Did you know about this?

Did you... give it to her?

This sounds dangerous,
Monica.

Putting Mara into the mind
of a coma victim.

Why? She goes into the brain
of sick people all the time.

Yeah, this is different.
It's risky.

I mean I don't even know
if we can do it.

Oh, we can do it.

The question is, should we?

Why not? It's a great
technical challenge.

And a perfect test case
for Reverie's expansion.

- We don't have her consent.
- And we never will.

She's dying.

What happens if Mara goes in
and Denise dies?

I don't know.
There's no precedent for this.

I mean we do know that Reverie
can't exist without the mind.

Then we're not sending
Mara in.

Maybe she should speak
for herself.

Mara?

You're certain
there are more bombs?

100%.

You left these here
on purpose for me to see.

Don't think I didn't know that.

I'll go in.

- Noradrenaline.
- Yup.

It's all about
the noradrenaline.

- What is noradrenaline?
- Dylan?

Noradrenaline is a hormone
that stimulates

the amygdala,
where memories are formed.

The stress increases
noradrenaline.

The more your brain makes,
the less you remember.

But the right amount can help

store memories leading up
to a traumatic event.

If she has the memory
stored in her brain,

we might be able to get her
to recall it

through the Reverie program.

We have the surveillance video.

It shows us exactly
what happened.

So if we use
the surveillance video

as a blueprint for Denise,

it'll be like a replay
of her memory.

And creating this memory
will get her

to remember Silas's face?

Maybe. We can build the space
and an avatar of Silas.

But she's the only one
who saw his face.

We're hoping the Reverie
prompts her

- to fill in the rest.
- Okay, so say she sees it.

Then how do I?

Each BCI links the client's
brain to the program.

In Reverie 2.0, your brain is
connected with the program

and the client's experience.

We're hoping you see it
'cause she does.

So I'm the sneaky neighbor
stealing the cable?

That's one way to look at it.

Her neural interface
is gonna go haywire.

Everything's gonna be loopy:
Voice commands, visual data.

I'll have to tweak the code.

I'll get people started
building the lobby.

So you're on board with this?

Not really.

I think it's an invasion
of privacy

and a terrible precedent.

Hey, I need everybody
in the studio right away.

But if you're gonna go in,

I want to be sure you're safe.

All right, people, listen up.

We've got an hour tops
to build this.

So whatever you're doing,
stop.

And no, Bruce, I can't tell you
what this is for.

But as you may have guessed
from the men

walking around
with very large guns,

it's classified.

Paul, I'm placing
lobby blueprints

- on your desktop.
- Thank you, Dylan.

And we have to match

the security video
elements perfectly.

The program is pulling data
from a variety of sources.

Staged architectural photos,
schematics, security video.

Apertus.

Since we only have
partial data

on the people
who were in the lobby,

you're gonna have to use
some imagination

to render them 360.

You know what,
try a Pantone color

in the 2390 range.

No calls, no texts, no emails.

Nothing in or out
while we're working.

This is gonna require
us to dig deep.

Well, that's gonna
need some work.

We're all set.

Your fail-safe Mandala is near
the primary location.

The program will start
as soon as you enter.

But it'll be a little
while until Silas appears.

We've parachuted Denise
into the program

to give her a bit more time
to find her bearings.

Under no circumstances
mention the Reverie,

her injuries,
anything that would

lead her to think
what's happening isn't real.

You'll threaten the connection
between the two of you.

And probably freak her
the hell out.

We don't want that.

Mara.

Just be careful in there. Okay?

Careful's my middle name.

Apertus.

Oh, that's an awfully bright
exit icon.

Oh.

- Excuse me.
- Not a problem.

Trudy, let's go.

Which way do I go?

Are you all right?

I don't know.

I feel so weird.

Do you ever feel like
you're not in your own body?

Well, I... I think we all
have those feelings.

The day's got to get better
from here, right?

Sure.

Can I help you?

Oh, um.

No, I'm actually just waiting
for somebody.

- Are you good?
- Yeah.

Thanks.

You said you wanted to talk.

I had to ask
for Mara's help, Charlie.

- We're trying to save lives.
- Don't give me that.

You wanted Mara so you could
show off your new toy.

Let your bosses at D.O.D.
see what they invested in.

That's not true. We're in
the middle of a terror attack.

I'm trying to contain it
before it becomes a disaster.

And that means availing myself
of every option.

You're risking her life
on a wild goose chase.

You underestimate her.

I think she's going
to surprise us all.

And yes, I do want the people
I work for to notice.

They think Reverie 1.0
is a toy.

And I want them to see
that 2.0 is a tool.

To enter another person's mind?

To talk to them
in their dreams?

What Mara is doing
is a revolution.

The treatment for PTSD alone
could be transformational.

Not to mention training,
strategic planning...

Intelligence gathering.

Of course.

At the end of the day,

Mara knew
what she was getting into.

Maybe if you were as concerned
about the people

we're trying to protect
as you are about her...

Don't try to guilt me

when you know good and well...

Yes?

And you're certain?

Thanks.

What's the matter?

LAPD says
the real Denise Lang

just identified herself
to the authorities.

She's been out
on medical leave for a month.

- But the badge.
- Someone forged it.

Borrowed her identity.

So if this other woman
is Denise Lang,

who is Mara with?

If we use
the surveillance video

as a blueprint for Denise,

it'll be like
a replay of her memory.

And creating this memory

will get her to remember
Silas' face?

Maybe.

Silas!

Come back.

The coma patient is named
Ashley Trent.

She's 20 years old

and was born in Santa Barbara.

Why wasn't this picked up
earlier?

Well, Denise Lang's
work status

was never updated
by the security company.

We were working fast
and missed it.

Ashley Trent used
Denise's identity

to get into to the
building to make sure

Silas got through security
with the bomb.

Well, didn't anyone notice
that Ashley

you know,
wasn't the real Denise?

The security company works
dozens of buildings.

The guards cycle through them
all the time.

Nobody knew Denise
at Mercodyne.

It's not her.

Callously taking scores
of innocent lives.

That just doesn't feel like
the person that I met.

Whatever her name is,

she's not killing people.

I don't understand. Why are
we still talking about this?

We did what you asked.
Aren't we done?

We don't have Silas.

And there are still more bombs
out there that will go off.

But we do have a connection
with someone that may be

able to give us information.

So, no.

To be frank, that sounds like
your problem, not ours.

I'll be in my office.

I could go back in.

- Talk to her.
- You sure you want to do that?

Like she said, we still
don't know where the bombs are.

Maybe I can find out.

Look, the doctors say
she's right on the edge.

You don't want to be in there
when she crashes.

I'll be okay.

But I need more information
about Ashley.

We can get you that.
What do you need to know?

Who she really is.

Alexis.

Alexis.

What?

Anything you want
to say to me?

No, other than I feel like

I'm on the outs
in my own company.

She's ordering us around.

You gave her the source code
and you didn't even tell me.

- How could you do that?
- It was part of the deal.

You never want to know the
details so I took care of it.

Well, I don't want it
that way anymore.

It's my company.

I want to know the truth
about what's going on.

You want it to be
your company, then act like it.

I rewrote 300 lines
of source code

in 20 minutes this morning.

It's my company.

- There's more to it than that.
- Really?

I don't think Steve Jobs
ran Apple

based on his people skills
and mature personality.

- It was his vision.
- You need more than vision.

You need to look up
and see people.

The people affected
by your product,

the people that make it.
You need...

We're going for a ride.

Where?

Thanks for taking the time
to speak with me, Mrs. Trent.

I know that this is

an incredibly difficult day
for you.

No, I'm flattered
by the attention.

You're the belle of the ball
when you give birth

to a suspected terrorist.

They'd like to talk to me
about Ashley next.

I want to help her, but I
need to know more about her.

What's she like?

The Ashley I knew was...

Wasn't always so angry.

Ideological.

My Ashley was...

spirited, clever,

and funny.

Then her father decided
to swindle the life savings

of a lot of people.

A lot of people, so,

he'll be in prison
for the rest of his life.

How did she respond to that?

I did my best to
keep her out of it.

I said as little as I could.

She was 13.

But... she knew.

Yeah, I mean, kids...

they know way more than
we give them credit for.

I tried to delay
the inevitable.

Spare her the scar,
but then the civil suits began.

And they took everything
away from us.

Every single thing.

Well, that must have
been devastating

for the both of you.

They were especially cruel
to Ashley.

Vicious at her school.

So that's when she began
running away.

So eventually I sent her
to a wilderness camp,

where you learn to conquer
your anger, but, um...

she didn't.

Mrs. Trent.

When was the last time
you saw your daughter?

It's been over a year.

My poor baby.

According to Dylan,

Edith Leonard is one
of the few people

Ashley communicated with.

I thought we'd talk to her.

You can.
I'll stay out here.

Wh... Hey!

You're on this thing
too much.

- I was working.
- You were hiding.

That's why I brought
you out here.

So you can interact
with real humans

in the real world.

- This is pointless.
- You want the truth?

Here's some.

We took money from Shaw
and the D.O.D.

- We both agreed to do that.
- Because we needed it.

- Yeah.
- To add extra developers.

To push forward
on the rollout...

And to move into
that fancy building.

And to step up development
of 2.0.

That's right.

Well that money
came with strings.

We both knew it.
Now we're dealing with it.

You want to be protected?
Want me to keep lying to you?

Stay here and play
with your phone.

You want to take
some responsibility?

Get out of the damn car.

- May I help you?
- Hello, I'm Charles Ventana.

This is Alexis Barrett.

We were hoping to speak
with Edith Leonard?

- Are you cops?
- Oh, no.

We want to speak with her
about a friend of hers.

Ashley Trent.
It's an emergency.

Well, she's napping
right now,

but if you want to hang
here I can go get her.

Sure. Thanks.

Ah, I didn't catch your name?

Margaret.

Thank you, Margaret.

Why does your face
look like that?

I don't think her name
was Margaret.

Why not?

She thought about it
before saying it.

Hello?

Margaret?

Charlie.

Look.

Edith!

- We just want to talk.
- No.

Edith.

- Whoa.
- Stay away from me.

Just lower the gun.

Do you think I'm stupid?

Your friend Ashley is dying.

I don't believe you.

Because Ashley's already dead.
Silas told me.

She sacrificed herself,
and she took all those

obedient sheep with her.

- Innocent people, Edith.
- There's no such thing.

And their deaths pale
in comparison

to the people who die every day
due to military indifference.

The rain of fire begins today.
It's gonna burn you out.

No!

They're combing the house
right now.

Obviously the timeline
has tightened.

Mara.

I know this is tough

considering what just happened.

- But we have to keep working.
- I know.

How much time
do you think we have?

Based on what Edith said?
Hours.

We need to you to go back
in right now.

I know. I'm ready.

Actually, I have a plan.

You know, I... I'd, um,

I'd keep conversation
to a minimum.

We were flying blind
on her voice.

Be safe. Good luck.

Thanks.

Apertus.

Edie?

Edie, is that you?

It is you.

Oh, my God.

Wha...

Wha... what are you doing here?

What's wrong?

Nothing feels right.

Everything is just wrong.

I can't open any doors.
My phone doesn't work.

All these people
are, like, weird.

They don't know anything.

- I'm totally tripping right now.
- Okay, chill.

There's something
I need to you look at.

- What?
- Please.

What?

Open it and tell me
what you see.

Well, what do you see?

A closet.

It can't be.

This is wrong.
This is... all wrong.

- We're being punished.
- What?

We shouldn't be doing this,
Edie, any of this.

Silas was wrong.

We can stop it
from happening.

There's still time.

- We can go to the police.
- I don't feel good.

We can tell them
where the bombs are.

We can save lives.
We can do that, Ashley.

I know you want to.

Ashley, what's wrong?

Ashley.

That was close.

- What's happening?
- Ashley's lung collapsed.

The doctors are trying
to stabilize her now.

- Her organs are failing and we...
- What did she say?

- Nothing.
- What do you mean?

She collapsed.

But as soon as she's stable
I'll go back in...

No, there's no time.

One of my teams received
a tip about a location.

I was hoping
she could confirm it.

I don't think Ashley wanted
to go along with any of this.

What do you mean?

Well, just before
she collapsed,

she said that Silas was wrong.

Uh, she felt agitated,
felt like she was going crazy.

That could be
for any number of reasons.

But then
she showed me a door.

I opened it, and it was filled
with a forest.

Like a doorway?

There was a cabin
right in the middle.

Spontaneous portal generation

in a traumatized brain?
This is fascinating.

English please.

Her brain is building
an alternate Reverie space

- on its own.
- But how is that possible?

She doesn't even know
she's in a Reverie.

Well, you said
she was agitated.

Maybe her brain isn't accepting
the Reverie we built.

So it's building its own.

- Like a refuge.
- Maybe.

Look, the BCI reacts in
response to powerful stimuli.

If her brain is building
this forest and cabin,

it must have great significance
for her.

You're gonna go back in,
aren't you?

I have to.

Mara, she almost died
the last time.

You don't want to be
in there when that happens.

It's a risk I have to take.

They took her
off the ventilator.

The doctors say
it won't be long now.

Mrs. Trent, I'd love to ask
you one more question

about Ashley, if I may.

Did she spend much time

at a log cabin in the woods?

We had a cabin in Beaverton.

Spent every summer there
when she was little.

How did you know
about our cabin?

Well, uh, it's... it's kind
of hard to explain.

We built it together
as a family.

Ashley was so proud.

Every night we would
roast marshmallows,

and then I would
read to her

from "Alice in Wonderland"
before bed.

Apparently she still read it.

It was in her personal effects

when the police found it
at her friend's house.

She memorized the whole book.

All that time I thought
I was protecting her, I...

I was protecting myself.

Exploiting her really.

So I could pretend
none of it happened, you know.

No wonder Ashley was so mad.

Everyone exploited her.

No one was giving her
what she needed.

The truth.

Apertus.

Ashley?

Hello, Monica.

- The tip was a hoax.
- What?

Silas put us
on a wild goose chase.

We got nothing.
Where's Mara?

I don't know. I'm looking
for her myself.

Well, find her or we're gonna
have a lot more people dead.

You're one of them.

From out there.

Are more of you starting
to come in here?

No.

No, Ashley, it's just me.

How do you know my name?

Did you come to get me?
Are you even real?

- Okay, listen. Listen to me.
- Oh, God.

- You're okay.
- No, I'm not.

- I'm not okay.
- You're right.

You're not.
I'm sorry.

I don't understand
what's happening.

I... I'm losing my mind.

I don't know
what's real anymore.

And why would you?

People have done nothing
but mess with you.

Your parents.

Silas. Even me.

Who are you?

Um...

My name is Mara Kint.

And...

I'm here to tell you the truth.

You've been put into something
called Reverie.

It's a computer program
that interacts with your brain

to create
a virtual environment.

Like this one.

None of this is real?

It's all in my head?
Even you?

Well, um, I'm real
in the outside world,

but in here... no.

Everything here is created.

This is all fantasy.

Even when I pretended to be
your friend in the lobby.

That wa... wasn't Edith,
that was you?

Yes.

And I shouldn't have done that.

I took on her form to get
something from you

and that wasn't fair.

I'm very sorry.

And I created this?

Uh, well,

no.

My company did
because you're in a coma.

We put you in this place
because we need your help.

Am I dying?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I can feel it.

The bomb went off, didn't it?

Yes.

Were a lot of people hurt?

Yes.

Silas said no people.

We were just going to get
attention for what's going on.

He promised me.

Oh, Ashley, I'm sure he
promised you a lot of things.

He said he loved me.

He said we were family.

He said what he needed to say
to get you to believe in him.

Ashley, he knew
about the problems

between your mom and dad,
how all you wanted was family.

He preyed on your need
for connection

when you were
the most vulnerable.

I felt alone until Silas.

I was going the wrong way,
and he... he helped me.

He said I mattered.

I finally felt like I was
a part of something.

The truth.

But I'm... I'm just a monster.

No, you're not.

You've just been lost.

And, honey, your mom
doesn't blame you.

She told me.

You know my mother?

And out in the real world,

she's by your bedside,

holding your hand.

I... I never wanted
any of this to happen.

I thought all we were going
to do was send a message.

That day I had to let Silas
in through a side door

so the bag
wouldn't be scanned.

I used the guard's key
to open the closet

and hide the bomb.

It was supposed to be set
for nine hours later.

But when I saw it
was set for 45 seconds,

I didn't know what to do.

I froze.

But you didn't run.

You could have left.
You could have saved yourself...

I guess
it doesn't matter now.

Oh, yes, it does.

You can stop it
from happening again.

Ashley. Do you know
where the other bombs are?

If you tell me,
nobody else gets hurt.

There's one set to go off

at the
Sepulveda Federal Building

near the loading docks.

Thank you.

It's happening.

I think you should go.

Mara.

One... one more thing.

One more thing.

Exitus.

She's gone.

I'm so sorry.

Remember how I asked you
about your family's log cabin?

I knew about it
because Ashley showed it to me.

How?

She built it.

In the Reverie.

And she stopped another
tragedy from happening.

All clear.

She used her last moments
on this earth

to save lives.

And she wanted me
to tell you...

Ladybug loved you.

So very much.

I haven't called her that
since she was a little girl.

We couldn't read
"Alice in Wonderland"

until Miss Ladybug was snug
in her bed.

And she wanted me
to do one last thing for you.

"'Would you tell me please

"which way I ought to go
from here?'

"'That depends a good deal
on where you want to go, '

"said the cat.

"'I don't much care where, '
said Alice.

"'Then it doesn't matter which
way you go, ' said the cat.

'So long as I get somewhere.'"

Hey.

I wanted to check on you.

What you did with the program
saved a lot of lives today.

Don't let anything else that
happened make you forget that.

But what I really came here
to tell you about

was Sidney Wilks.

He was a friend of mine.

One day, we were 15
at the time...

He just kept saying how
he was going to fly away.

Just fly away.

He leapt back, I reached out.

He fell 12 stories.

He was high.

Why are you telling me this?

He's the first person
I saw die.

I've talked about Sidney
for a long time

because it helps.

I'm sorry about
what you saw today.

And I'm ready to listen anytime
you want to talk about Edith.

Edith wasn't the first person
I've seen die.

I know.

Charlie.

Thanks.

Okay. Well, this day's done.

- Yes, it is.
- Anyone for a drink?

- Oh, yeah.
- You've earned it.

I'll leave it if you'd rather

- be alone.
- Don't be silly.

I'll rustle up some glasses.

Thank you.

For everything.

You're welcome.

Hey. Can I have some?

Of course.
Come over here.

Here you go.

I'd like to propose a toast.

Job well done.

The program.

To teamwork.

Steve Jobs.

To Ashley.

Hear, hear.

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