All language subtitles for maniac-2018-1-x-1-STRiFE-METCON-AMRAP-NTG

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

It begins like this.

Two billion years ago, an amoeba.

Wait, let's... let's back up. I've
skipped too many connections.

Out of nothing, in an
instant... everything.

An infinite cosmic orgy
of matter and energy,

rubbing, bumping, and grinding together.

There would be no galaxies,
no suns, no planets,

no life without collisions
of heavenly bodies.

Back to our amoeba.

It engulfs a bacterium with
unique powers, and... voila.

Earth's first
photosynthesis-enabled organism.

Maybe it was chance.

Maybe it was inevitable.

This one changed amoeba

becomes the ancestor of
every living plant on Earth,

which in turn floods the
planet with oxygen...

paving the way for every
other form of life we know...

leading to more souls, more connections,

and therefore more new worlds
branching outward from the first.

These forces of nature,
when they converge,

be they astronomical
collisions, biological unions,

demonstrate the infinite
potential of our connections.

This truth also extends
to the human heart.

Pack of Stuttons.

No offense, but how are
you gonna pay for these?

I'm gonna use an adBuddy
to cover this purchase.

Those assholes record
client conversations.

AD BUDDY NOT ACCEPTED

National Database of Desires.

The businessmen, ever hear of it?

They know you better than you know you.

- Okay.
- It's not a conspiracy,

just a conspiracy theory.

Hypothesis...

all souls are on a quest to connect.

Corollary...

our minds have no
awareness of this quest.

Oh.

Did you know that most quarters

have been swallowed and
defecated by a human?

Hypothesis... all the
worlds that almost were

matter just as much as
the world we're in.

Corollary...

these hidden worlds cause us great pain.

... no wallet, no shoes.

No idea how I even really got
to Poland in the first place.

Bro, I'm telling you,

this was seriously such
a crazy situation.

Th... From Poland... I was in...

I had no idea... I had
no idea how I got there.

Camaraderie, communion,

family, friendship, love, what have you.

We're lost without connection.

EVERYTHING TASTES BETTER
WHEN YOU'RE TOGETHER

... relationships are tough.

Thank you, Friend Proxy.

It's quite terrible... to be alone.

NOT ALL HUGS ARE CREATED EQUAL

Put simply, my goal is
to eradicate all...

unnecessary and inefficient
forms of human pain.

Forever.

We must evolve past our suffering.

It's trash, not a handout.
Let's move it.

What are you, a cop?

Not much of a difference
authority-wise. Let's go.

MILGRIM INDUSTRIES

My research into this matter is...

of course, ongoing.

- Synced & corrected by MementMori -

The witness has already been sworn in.

Mr. Milgrim, can you state for the court

your relationship with the
defendant, Mr. Jed Milgrim?

He's, um...

- He's my brother.
- Thank you.

Have you ever been arrested?

- No.
- Are you married?

- No.
- Children?

No.

And can you tell us about
the psychotic break

that you experienced
roughly ten years ago?

- Really?
- I'm just asking.

That's how they're gonna
start? Dad, come on.

It doesn't necessarily mean

that it'll be like that
in the trial, Owen,

but, uh, sometimes prosecutors, they...

they try atypical inroads...

to crack you.

That's why we... we have to
prep for the unexpected.

Can you resume, please?

Have you ever been hospitalized
for mental illness?

Yes, ten years ago.

Please explain what happened.

I was hospitalized...

and medicated...

and...

that was the last episode I had.

Wasn't the nature of this
psychosis delusional?

That you sometimes thought you saw

your brother when he wasn't there?

Not exactly.

Just say no.

Then what was the nature
of this psychosis?

Owen, don't you think
that your mental illness

should disqualify you from testifying

as a witness on your brother's behalf?

Look, there's only one question
here that really matters.

Owen, do you know what is real?

One hundred percent.

I'm compos mentis.

Welcome to New York.

And this is Statue of Extra Liberty. Da.

Statue of Extra Liberty. Okay.

How'd the trial prep go
for a naughty brother?

Did you tell them about me?

You're not supposed to be here.

Good. You're still using the code words,

even though I am technically invisible.

Owen, this week must be
a doozy for you, huh?

You thought you were rid of me,
but I have new information.

This time I know.

You've been chosen to save the world.

You're gonna be a hero.

I don't want this. I don't want it.

I don't want this.

The details of the mission
will be delivered to you

by an agent, a woman.

You'll know her when
you see her, trust me.

Just make contact with her.

The pattern is the pattern.

She'll reach you for
further instructions!

Don't fuck this up!

Welcome. Please make
a selection to begin.

You selected single ride.

How will you pay?

You selected credit.

Please swipe now.

Declined. Insufficient funds.

Would you like to use an
adBuddy to add funds?

Yes or no?

TIRED OF HERE? ONE WAY
FLIGHTS STARTING AT $1799

Welcome.

AD BUDDY

... train now arriving...

Please step away from the platform edge.

Okay, Mr. Milgrim, I'm
gonna need your attention.

"When tragedy strikes others,

it's sometimes hard to know
what to do until now... "

Owen.

"Daddy's Home. Consider
becoming a temporary

volunteer mail-order husband

and changing the lives of a
heartbroken family in your region."

YOU ARE HERE

Okay, well, up next,

we got something called
Neberdine Pharmaceuticals.

"Good afternoon, Owen.

Did you know that your rent comprises

87.2 percent of your annual income?"

Is that actually true?

- I just moved into my own place.
- Manhattan these days...

I'm over in an underground
warehouse unit.

Hoboken.

- I actually live in Roosevelt Island.
- Okay, well...

Uh, let's see. Oh-ho-ho.

"A catastrophic interruption
in your professional life,

like a furlough, could ruin you.

Ever thought about
supplementing your income with

pharmaceutical testing?"

Friend Proxy.

"Tired of spending your time
and energy making friends?"

And that is why Daddy's Home

is happy to welcome you, Mr. Milgrim.

And I'd have to cover relocation costs?

And inherit any potential
debt of the deceased.

That doesn't make sense.

So, that's a yes?

To what?

It makes perfect sense.

- We are offering you heroism.
- So this is your office area.

Again, it's a question of commitment.

Your ad is misleading,

'cause you refer to it as
a volunteer opportunity,

but in the end I'd have to pay.

But think about what you'd be getting.

- A wife, lonely, in need.
- Yeah.

- Owen. It's a done deal.
- I have to go.

Rozo did the anonymous
hammerhead from the top down

and came back with a
12-bullet short-termer.

- When?
- Well, they randomized the pattern.

We've sent out 30 memos
on it since this morning.

Um, so this furlough,
how long does it last?

- It's temporary.
- Right.

So... when am I back?

Oh, I don't know. I was kidding.
It's probably permanent.

I was using your kind of humor,

when you say something you
don't mean and nobody laughs.

It's... Yeah, it's okay. I'll just...

I'll just dip into my savings.

Bye.

THE PATTERN IS THE PATTERN

Okay, Owen.

- Do you know what I want to do?
- Yes.

Are you sure you know what I want to do?

Yes.

The way this deprogramming
works, it's not an overnight fix.

You have to listen to it like a mantra.

If you start feeling paranoid, you
play this tape right away, okay?

Okay.

Now, stop me when I say
something that's not true.

The world sends you messages.

Yes.

Words are often code words,

or pass phrases for important secrets.

Yes.

You're visited by a brother no one else

in your family is aware of.

A facsimile of your brother Jed.

- Yes.
- He sends you messages.

Instructions for important
missions you must accomplish.

To see the deeper truth.

He tells you you're meant
to do something big,

something that matters to the world,

and that you're not
meant to do it alone.

All you need is a partner.

Yes.

You made a promise to me,

and you made a promise to yourself.

You promised we'd golf
together in Hilton Head.

You sense danger all around
you, but you stay disciplined.

A fight's coming.

Something even bigger than this world.

Possibly extending to multiple galaxies.

- Fourth floor. Thank you.
- Yes.

Hello, Mrs. Finkelstein.

Fuck off, Donovan.

It's, uh... Owen.

- Owen Milgrim...
- Fuck off, Donovan.

Never mind.

Good.

Does it feel good to be heard?

Yes.

Does it feel good to know that

you're not alone with this information?

Yeah.

Will you complete your mission?

Maybe.

Am I a trusted messenger?

Yes.

Good. Then here are
your real instructions.

Repeat after me.

There is no pattern.

There is no pattern.

I am vulnerable, but I am not stupid.

I'm vulnerable, but I'm not stupid.

But I will seek out the people
in my life that care about me.

I will seek out the people in
my life who care about me.

I am not the chosen one.

I am not the chosen one.

The voices aren't real.

- The voices aren't real.
- The voices aren't real.

The voices are just noise.

- The voices are just noise.
- The voices are just noise.

I am just a guy with
a vivid imagination.

I'm just a guy with a vivid imagination.

I will most likely not be
the savior of our galaxy.

Hello?

I've got a package from

Neberdine Pharmaceutical Biotech

for an Owen Milgrim.

What?

I've... a package... your name.

Hello?

Hi, Owen. Did you get what I sent you?

How did you...

I've just been informed that you

qualify as a hero candidate.

- What does that mean?
- It's a term we use

for those who've been specifically
selected for one of our studies.

You're a very desirable
individual to us, Owen.

I've never seen B.N.
over-ratios like this before.

What does a hero candidate do?

Exactly the things they were born to.

In your case, helping us
treat maladies ranging from

sluggishness and depression

to I.B.S, to popcorn problems
and irrational fears.

"Popcorn problems"?

Prostate problems, yes.

Oh, I thought you...

We'll give you all the
details when you come in.

So, we'll see you on Monday?

d Someday you're gonna feel lonely d

d Someday you're gonna feel blue d

d Someday you'll long for me only d

Good evening, Mr. Milgrim.

Everyone is on the
patio for the recital.

Thank you.

d Someday you're gonna feel weary d

d You'll grieve when I'm far away d

d Then you'll be missin' d
d My huggin' and my kissin' d

d You'll remember what I say d

d You'll never know d
d The good fellow I've been d

- d Until I've gone away d
- d Till I've gone away d

d Gone away d

d You're bound to miss d
d The little things that I did d

- d I did d
- d For you each day d

- d You're gonna yearn d
- d You will be yearning d

- d For my returning d
- d For my returning d

- d You're bound to miss me d
- d You're bound to miss me d

- d You'll long to kiss me d
- d You'll long to kiss me d

d You'll never know d
d The good fellow I've been d

- d Until I've gone away d
- d Until I've gone away d

d Till I've gone away d

Thank you.

Where does she sleep
when she stays over?

This one?

Yeah, she's your sister, right?

Or is she a secret agent?

How did you know?

Because I have super-secret sources

at a super-secret agency.

Don't tell anyone.

Okay.

Supper's ready.

Okay, Mom.

I was completely baffled.

You know, I left for school.

Ernie was fine, and then, you
know, the food was in the bowl.

The water was there, cage was locked up,

and I get back from basketball practice,

- and he's just gone, absolutely...
- The great gerbil escape artist.

- But he wasn't exactly fucking gone.
- Language, Phil.

No, that's correct. He wasn't
exactly fucking gone like that.

- Language, Jed.
- Where'd he go, O?

Maybe you shouldn't curse so
much in front of the children.

- Ah, come on. Tell the rest.
- This is not a farmyard, boys.

So, um, I ask everyone, right?

Everyone's looking around the
whole house, everyone frantic,

and finally Owen, you
know, eventually comes up

and brings me to his room...

How old were you then, Owen?
Like, eight or somethin'?

- Nine.
- Eight or nine, whatever.

And he says... he says,

"Uh, I have to tell you somethin'.
My... my hawk ate Ernie."

"What?" And he points over there,

and there's this big
fuckin' red-tailed hawk

sitting on his desk staring at me.

What eight-year-old has a fuckin' hawk?

Uh, how did you have a hawk?

Um, I rescued it from the park.

I found it with a broken wing and
brought it to my room and fed it.

- Yeah, I forgot.
- You'd feed him.

That was the craziest
part. He would feed it,

like a mother bird, you know...

Oh, masticate... No, no, no.
Premasticate.

- Yeah, premastication!
- Jed was a chronic masticater.

- How'd you know?
- He'd go blind doing that.

How long did you take care
of the bird for, Owen?

Two or three months, until
it was strong enough

to go into Jed's room and
eat his gerbil, I guess.

But what happened to the hawk?

We set it free.

Oh. Okay.

That reminds me.

Remember when Colby fell
in the Gowanus Canal?

- Remember that day?
- Oh, poor Colby.

- I threw the stick, he didn't go for it...
- So traumatizing.

I told Jed I wouldn't marry
him until they painted you in.

Maybe that's why we
haven't set a date yet.

They're gonna paint me in.

The artist just took a
six-month sabbatical to Nepal,

to study the light.

I lost my job.

I'm sorry, Owen.

It's okay, I'll find a new one.

I'm actually thinking about becoming

a temporary volunteer husband.

You're not serious.

Get rid of my lease, bounce
from widow to widow.

Mm-mm.

Do you ever notice that your plans
always involve starting over...

often with an entirely new identity?

It's a good fantasy.

Pudding's upstairs by
the fireplace, everyone.

Just to get through the
post-dinner conversation.

Think about it.

Seriously...

as a hypothetical.

Say you and I left, right? Tonight.

I got us passports, new identities.

You steal all the money
from Jed's bank account.

We just... do that.

We get a house in the middle of nowhere.

Start again.

Different people.

Are we a married couple?

We don't...

We can be, you know...

We don't have to be. We could be
brother, or sister, or... friends.

So...

tonight, then,

after dessert?

Yeah.

I'm serious. Let's do it.

You're fucking with me.

I got you.

You believed me.

This week's gonna be
a living hell for me.

He'll totally win.

He's not guilty. No
chance of a conviction.

It's all just so humiliating.

I mean, it's been going
on for fucking ages,

all just for one day in court.

Because he didn't do it, so...

You're positive?

Right? You were actually with him?

Yes.

- You would make that move.
- What does that even mean?

- "Make that move"?
- That's the move...

Hey, Owen, you're not trying
to sneak off, are you?

No, Dad.

I need a second of your
time before you leave.

Come on, boys, it's time.

- Balderdash!
- Oh!

- Owen, you're staying to play.
- No, I-I have to go.

- I have something...
- You love Balderdash.

No, I don't.

Come on, stay, it will be fun.

I have a fundamental
problem with Balderdash.

I gotta say, what a
delicious meal that was.

- Sure was.
- So good, Mom. So good.

- You used to love Balderdash.
- Oh, no, I didn't.

Who wants ice cream?

- Who wants ice cream? Oh, you do?
- I do!

Of course. But whoever's the quietest

gets ice cream, I promise. Mom.

Oh, are we playing Balderdash, or what?

So, um... I've been considering...

Considering leaving Roosevelt Island?

- No...
- Oh, thank God.

So, have Hal help you
find something closer.

- Oh, you moving closer?
- I'm not moving closer.

Crazy to think that every
word did get invented.

I-I have to go. Goodbye.

- Wait, you're not playing Balderdash?
- No, I can't. Bye.

Oh, Owen, come on, you love Balderdash.

No, I don't fucking love Balderdash!

Balderdash is bullshit.

- Jesus, Owen.
- Is he off his meds?

I'll walk you to the station.

- Don't worry about Uncle Owen.
- Aggressive.

He's a spaz. We're gonna
get ice cream now.

- Is it a money crisis?
- No.

I know it's an expensive
apartment to rent, but...

Have you... have you thought
about a... a roommate?

No.

I don't know why you won't
let us just buy you a place.

That way you'd have more security.

Or you... you could come
and work for the company.

All your brothers do.

I already agreed, okay?

You don't need to buy me off.

Uh... I don't... I don't
follow you. What...

I will lie for Jed...

next week in court.

I get the expectation.

It's not an expectation,
Owen, it's a gift.

You are giving your brother
the gift of an alibi.

This woman is an opportunist.
She sees an in.

You're protecting him.

You're protecting the family.

I know, I know, it sounds muddled,

but that is the way reality works, Owen.

How's that, Dad?

With... with adjustments.

Just so you know, I got a new job.

Oh? What... what job?

Business... marketing.

It involves travel, so I'll be
gone a couple days next week,

but I'll be back in time for the trial.

And...

don't worry if you can't reach me.

Someone invented a new kind of ham.

Oh.

That's... that's wonderful, Owen.

That's... that's... that's great.

Milgrim men, we always come out on top.

Anyway...

All right.

Hey, Colby, it's a Tristan 500.

- Cleaning in progress.
- No kicking and licking.

SANITATION

NEBERDINE PHARMACEUTICAL BIOTECH

Find the end of your rainbow

at Neberdine Pharmaceutical and Biotech.

Psst, buddy. Which one are you here for?

It should be on the form right there.

It says, uh, U.L.P.

Me too.

That's a good one.

It's the big time.

Get ready to make a
lot of fuckin' money.

Carol Cuddy. Carol Cuddy,

please report to D.M. test room three

for A.E.B Phase I.

What do the bombs mean?

High-risk. That's where
the dollars come from.

Apparently, they're havin' some
kind of problem with this new drug.

- I think you should let me do it again.
- Strong stuff. Very trippy shit.

- Who's in charge of the red light?
- That doesn't bother you?

- No.
- I don't fucking understand.

- No risk, no reward.
- I'm supposed to be part of the trial.

- I'm sorry.
- This is fucking bullshit.

John Mallory, please report
to D.M. test room one.

John Mallory, please report
to D.M. test room one

for Rumi Phase III.

Patricia. Patricia.

I got bosses around.

- I have to get into that study.
- Ma'am?

You have a daughter.

Her name is Usnavy, and
she goes to Hunter College.

Owen Milgrim, please report
to D.M. test room five.

Owen Milgrim, please report
to D.M. test room five

for U.L.P. screening.

Steven McDougal, please
report to test room eight.

Steven McDougal, please
report to test room eight

for M.S. One Phase II.

Unnecessary.

Try to answer with an emotion,
rather than a description.

Uh... calm.

Justice.

- Is this personalized somehow?
- No.

Focus on your answers.

- Suffocated.
- Good.

Now, Mr. Milgrim...

please turn your attention to me

as I ask you this final question.

Are you gonna ask it?

Does that disqualify me?

Your defense mechanisms are fungible.

You've been accepted.

Find the end of your rainbow

at Neberdine Pharmaceutical and Biotech.

Stop looking at me.

Did... did you...

Did you lose your husband recently?

Huh?

Did you lose your husband recently?

No.

- But I just saw...
- Leave me alone.

Do you play golf in Hilton Head?

I'll kill you.

I have a gun.

Attention, please, all participants

in the U.L.P. Phase III trial,

please look at your lanyards.

If you are an odd number, please
line up at the intake corridor.

All even numbers will be next.

It's Jed.

No, it's Grimsson.

Mustache. No, don't say
anything. Just be cool.

The pattern is the pattern.

The pattern got you here.

Keep trusting the pattern.

She's your handler now.

She has a certain je ne sais quoi.

She's no Olivia, though.

Make contact with her.
Use the code phrase.

If you are an odd number,

please line up at the intake corridor.

The pattern is the pattern. I
know it doesn't make sense.

It doesn't make sense to me
either right now, but it will.

Keep going forward.

Just reach out...

and make contact.

All odd numbers, line up
by the intake corridor.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Sorry.

Robert.

Robert.

Robert, wake up.

The odds are here.

Okay.

Let us complete this trial with
none of the old problems, sir.

Yes, Dr. Fujita.

None of the old problems.

As you enter the common room,

you will notice there are
numbers on the pods.

The pod numbers correspond with
the numbers on your lanyards.

Please go to your pod.

That will be your home for the
duration of your stay here with us.

Leaving your pod at any
unauthorized moment

will result in the termination
of your stay here at this trial,

as well as bringing shame
and humiliation upon you.

Once you reach your pod,
an orderly will approach

and begin to inspect your bag.

Once the orderly has inspected your bag,

you will put your bag in your locker.

Once you have done that, make
your way to this gentleman.

He will give you your uniform,

as well as your patented
Neberdine shoes,

which you cannot take with
you at the end of the trial.

Once you have your
uniforms and your shoes,

you will make your way
back to your pods,

then you will get in your pods
and change clothes in your pods.

There will be no
changing in the commons.

Oh, my God!

Condoms are contraband.

- Safety first.
- That's a red flag right there.

Intimacy in this facility is off-limits.

There will be no cohabitation
inside the pods.

Once the curfew starts, lights go out.

You're not supposed to be here.

Please.

What are my instructions?

The pattern is the pattern.

You're my contact. What
are my instructions?

Please turn off the
pattern. Please turn off...

- Owen.
- ... tight schedule.

We will tell you when there is mealtime.

Your instructions are to go back
to your pod and await my signal.

... two Etch A Sketches
and one Lite-Brite.

Please don't fight over them.

I'm going to save the world.

We will tell you when
there's recreation time.

- Yes.
- We will also tell you when...

- You're gonna save the world.
- And we will tell you when to sleep.

- But not if you blow our cover.
- ... expecting. Thank you.

Is that working for you?

Okay, I understand.

If you're having trouble
getting into your pod,

there is also a little ladder underneath

that will help you get into your pod.

Also note, from here on in,

you will be referred to as
the number on your lanyard.

You are the Odds.

Attention.

Please give your attention to Dr.
Muramoto and Dr. Fujita.

They will be supervising your trials.

Welcome, subjects.

You made the right choice.

It's time to start your lives again.

You don't fuck this up...

I won't fuck this up.

Just kidding.

Annie, I'm a hawk!

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