All language subtitles for American Horror Story - 10x08 - Inside

[eerie theremin music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ [grunts]

I simply want to know
how you found this out.

‐ [chuckles]
So then it is true.

‐ No, Dick.

I just want to know
how you found this out.

‐ Hoover called me.

Heard from
one of the joint chiefs that‐‐

that you were gonna have
a little talk with Jack.

What does that mean,
Mr. President?

‐ It means I should have fired
that bastard Hoover

when I had the chance.

‐ Are you gonna tell Jack
about the alien treaty?

‐ He's the President
of the United States, Dick.

He deserves to know
what's going on.

‐ Sir,

Kennedy cannot be trusted.

‐ You're just sore because
he whooped you in the election.

‐ Ha.

He didn't whoop me.

He stole it.

Son of a bitch Daley
handed it to him.

‐ You oughta control that

perspiration problem of yours,
Dick.

‐ We're getting
off the subject, sir.

You once told me your motto

was, "Never make mistakes
in a hurry."

I implore you,
don't abandon that motto now.

‐ I did nothing

for several months.

Now things
are changing quickly.

They're ramping up.
Bobby's already making

inquiries
about the black budget.

And I'm sure Jack
put him up to it,

but they're gonna find out
the truth.

We just need
to get ahead of it.

‐ And‐and what if Kennedy's
Roman Catholic conscience

can't live with this?

Are you really gonna
take the chance

that they might cancel
the treaty?

Ike, he's soft.
He's a Democrat.

He has no‐‐

he has no balls.

[sighs]
I have grave concerns, Ike.

Grave concerns.

‐ I'm gonna give them every
consideration they deserve.

[music building]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ I can't believe that
son of a bootlegging prick

is actually making us wait.

‐ Language, Dick.

We've only been here
30 seconds.

‐ Well, we shouldn't be here
at all, Mr. President.

‐ Come right this way.

Can I get you gentlemen
anything?

‐ Oh, thank you, Evelyn, no.

‐ No thanks.

[phone rings]

‐ Thank you, Evelyn.

‐ This is a surprise, Ike.

I think last time we met

it took us a week
to get all our ducks in a row.

‐ Well, the less people
who know about this meeting,

the better.

‐ Well,
I'm on pins and needles.

Dick,
how's New York treating you?

‐ Oh, just peachy.

I think I actually spotted
an American citizen

the other day.

‐ [chuckles]

Well, gentlemen, please.

‐ Thank you.
‐ Sure.

Okay.

So what's the mystery?

Is someone in my cabinet
a Russian spy?

‐ I wish it were only that.

[subtle, ominous music]

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[intense, chilling music]

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‐ I keep waiting for...

Truman to show up,
tell me this is all

a hazing ritual
for new presidents.

‐ I understand
how you must feel.

It's a hard pill to swallow.

‐ Can we call someone?

You don't look very well, Jack.

‐ Because I'm not well.

I can't understand
how a sitting president‐‐

once the Supreme
Allied Commander in Europe‐‐

could make such a treaty.

Allowing Americans to be
abducted and experimented on?

‐ Are you implying that
President Eisenhower somehow‐‐

‐ Dick.

♪♪ ♪♪

5,000 people a year.

It's a small number
whose sacrifice

ensures the safety
of 190 million Americans.

‐ And with the technology
that we are getting in exchange

we will dominate the world.

‐ [chuckles]

[sighs]

And that's what this is about.

♪♪ ♪♪

Our dominance.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Well, of course, Jack.

What else is there?

‐ The director of the CIA,

the head of the DOD,
the joint chiefs‐‐

they all know
about this treaty.

And I'm the damn President
of the United States

elected by the American people,

and they were gonna
keep this from me.

‐ Jack, honey,

aren't you even gonna try
to get into the mood?

[soft piano music]

‐ How come you're not
going crazy about this?

‐ What do you mean?

‐ Well, I tell you
we have a treaty with aliens,

and it's as if I've told you
that we're...

we're repainting
the Lincoln Bedroom.

‐ Well, I've always known

something like this
was happening.

‐ You have?

‐ When I was a little girl,
I woke up

in the middle of the night
to this...

sound.

[tense music]

[distorted grunting]

There was this teddy bear.

I didn't know
where it came from.

My foster parents
never game me any toys.

[loud droning]

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling tone]

And I told my foster mother.

She didn't believe me
and she told me I was crazy.

And she sent me
to another home.

It wasn't a dream.

I've never been so scared
in my life.

And I do appreciate you taking
me into your confidence.

‐ I can't tell Jackie.

I need to tell someone.

‐ You know what I think
is really bothering you?

‐ What's that?

‐ You know what you need to do,

but you know
it's not going to be easy.

Jack, the American people
expect the truth from you.

It's why they love you.

‐ [exhales]

‐ And it's why I love you too.

♪♪ ♪♪

[phone ringing]

‐ Hello?

‐ Well, I was right.

That Ivy League bastard‐‐
he's gonna do it.

‐ Dick, the devil
you calling me at this hour?

‐ Is the fudge out of the pan?

‐ Shh.

You're just dreaming,
it's okay, honey.

Hold on.

[grunts]

[subtle, ominous music]

♪♪ ♪♪

What is it, Dick?

‐ I just got word that, uh,

Kennedy is convening
a secret study group.

[chuckles]

You wanna guess
what they're studying?

‐ Oh, God almighty.
‐ That's right.

Little Lord Fauntleroy's
just dying

to tell the American people
what's going on.

Now, we can't
just let this happen.

‐ Do we know
who's in the study group?

‐ Ike, you can bet your ass
there's at least one

goddamn Jew
and one Harvard fuck.

And they're gonna go
to the media.

They always do.
And then we're‐‐

we're screwed royal.

‐ Have you been drinking,
Dick?

‐ No, I am drinking.

And I've never
had a better reason.

♪♪ ♪♪

This is, uh...

♪♪ ♪♪

This is catastrophic, sir.

You need to think of yourself.

Your legacy.

If President Harvard
comes clean,

he's gonna point the finger
directly at you.

You made the treaty
with the aliens,

and he's gonna plant
a target on you.

Now we have to start thinking
about containment.

♪♪ ♪♪

We need to be prepared
for anything, sir.

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling music]

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[flamethrower whooshes]
[screams]

‐ If he's not out
in three minutes,

we'll send somebody
in there.

‐ Isn't this wonderful?

This Salisbury steak

looks absolutely
melt‐in‐your‐mouth delicious.

Even for breakfast.

Don't you think?

‐ And you cooked this
in a new microwave oven?

‐ Took all of 30 seconds.

I have to confess
I was a trifle nervous

about using technology
we got from them.

But I have to admit...

it's absolutely life‐changing.

The public
is going to eat it up.

‐ Mmm, mmm.
‐ [chuckling]

‐ We interrupt you
with a special news bulletin.

The President was shot
as he drove

from Dallas Airport
to downtown Dallas.

It is reported
that three bullets rang out.

A Secret Service man was heard
to shout from the car,

"He's dead."
‐ Ike.

‐ The President slumped into
the lap of the First Lady.

‐ Is that related to...

‐ Apparently,
a bullet wound in his head.

[eerie tone]
More details as they come.

‐ There is a species of fungus

that threatens
the Earth today.

It was discovered.

Dr. Palmer called it
"blood rust."

[ominous music]

I've seen the blood rust.

‐ You need to call Jackie.
‐ Oh, call Jackie?

‐ To express your condolences.

‐ I will do no such thing.

The work I did
in the White House,

and all I got was scorn.

"The Pink Palace"
the press called it,

as if there's something wrong
with blush tones.

‐ I'm gonna make some calls.
‐ Now, don't you tell yourself

you've done anything wrong.

Everything you do
is for the good of the country.

[theremin music]

This is patriotism
at its finest.

♪♪ ♪♪

And I'm proud of you.

You should be proud.

‐ You be proud
for the both of us.

‐ If you're so ashamed
of this treaty,

then why did you make it?

[suspenseful music]

♪♪ ♪♪

[martial music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Open the damn doors.

[doors bang]

At ease.

Let's get this started.

You got a hearing problem, son?

‐ You always begin these
meetings with a prayer, sir.

‐ Well, that's when we had
something to pray to.

You're excused.

Get out!

You've all been briefed
as to what's going on,

so let's get the first
question out of the way.

Yes, it's true.

Every damn word of it.

‐ Mr. President...

this proposal
from these creatures

is a complete surrender
of our national sovereignty.

‐ If we don't play ball,

they'll make a treaty
with the Soviets.

The Russians are already
ahead of us in space.

A deal like this
could let us catch up.

[phone ringing]
‐ But at what cost?

‐ Mr. President,

Subject One
has left the containment area.

[chilling tone]

‐ Where is she?
[doors bang]

♪♪ ♪♪

Holster your weapons.

Everyone, stay calm.

‐ [distorted voice]
I feel your suspicion.

♪♪ ♪♪

I sense your resistance.

♪♪ ♪♪

[echoing thud]

This box is composed
of a radiation absorbing metal.

Anything made with this metal
will be invisible to radar.

[buzzing]

♪♪ ♪♪

Those filaments use light
to carry information.

The speed of every
electronic device you have

will be tripled.

‐ It's a miracle.

‐ No, it's evil.

Don't you see
we're being tempted?

This is our 40 days
in the desert.

[eerie, buzzing tone]

Someone needs to stand up
and say,

"Get behind me, Satan!"

‐ Admiral, no!

[eerie tone]

‐ Good God.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ [distorted voice]
Our world is dying.

And if we can't find a way
to live on yours,

we will go extinct.

If you were in
the same situation,

wouldn't you try
to save your people?

‐ Yeah.

Yeah, I probably would.

Well, why don't you just...
come here?

We're a pretty
welcoming country.

Why do you need
to abduct people?

‐ Because your Earth
is contaminated.

There are toxins and viruses

that we have not evolved
to combat.

So we need to create
something better.

Part human, part us.

That's why
we need your people‐‐

so that we can go on.

We won't wait forever
for your answer.

Our test subject has failed
and we need more.

Time is running out.

For both our people.

[chilling music]

[breathing heavily]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ What does she mean,
"Our test subject has failed"?

[suspenseful music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ What the hell happened?

‐ It was the newborn, sir.

‐ The baby?

‐ Yes, sir,
but it's not a baby.

It's a monster.

It attacked everyone in there.

‐ Give me your sidearm.

‐ Sir, we have strict protocols
in place

for something like this.

‐ Those people in there
need our help.

‐ They're beyond our help.

That thing is still alive.

There's a team on its way‐‐
[gun clicks]

[suspenseful music building]

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling music]

♪♪ ♪♪

[slithering softly]

♪♪ ♪♪

[metal crashes]

‐ Sorry, sir.
‐ [exhales]

♪♪ ♪♪

[low growl]

‐ They didn't deserve this.

You're an American hero.

[squelching]

[growls]

[chilling tone]

[gunshots blasting]

Enough.

[chilling music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ I think we should look
for a venue in New York.

Or that splendid ballroom
at the Grand Hotel.

Did I tell you Rock Hudson
and Doris Day have RSVP'd?

[voice muffles]
Oh, and I ordered

the most divine
birthday cake.

So yummy, lemon cake.

[normal voice]
Acres of pink frosting,

of course.

And I do hope Rock

will help me
blow out my candles.

‐ Wonderful.
‐ Oh, and Ethel Merman

and Ray Bolger
are going to perform.

Have you called
Lawrence Welk yet?

‐ It slipped my mind.

‐ Oh, please be a dear
and don't forget.

All Lawrence needs
is a word from you

and he'll bring
his entire orchestra.

Can you believe
"The New York Times" says

adults across the country

are starting
to celebrate birthdays?

And all because of me

and the ones I throw
for myself.

[ominous ambient music]

Birthday parties are not
just for children anymore.

You're not the only one
who's leaving behind a legacy.

‐ Well, I'm leaving something
behind.

I wouldn't call it a legacy.

‐ Oh, you're not still fretting
over the alien situation.

I thought that was all sorted.

It's not.

And I don't know
if I can go along with it.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Well, from the way
you told it to me,

you don't have a choice.

♪♪ ♪♪

If you say no,
they'll go to the Russians

and give them
all their goodies.

And we can't have that,
dear heart.

‐ There's always a choice,
Mamie.

‐ The Ike I married

is too good a soldier, patriot,

to ever give the Russians
the upper hand.

‐ Maybe you don't know me
like you think.

[theremin music]

♪♪ ♪♪

[eerie music]

♪♪ ♪♪

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Take your time.

Ike won't be back from
the base for several hours.

‐ He has no idea that I'm here?

‐ This is just between
you and me,

Mr. Vice President.

‐ [sighs]

I think I'm gonna be sick.

[ambient ominous music]

‐ I know how you feel.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ How on earth

did you get your hands
on this file?

‐ I've had a key to Ike's desk
for, oh,

ten years now.

I trust you
to keep that a secret.

‐ Seems you're the only one
that trusts me with secrets.

I can't believe
that I wasn't let in on this.

‐ Well, I suspect
you would be eventually.

But we're not here to dissect
your hurt feelings.

I need you to convince Ike
to do the right thing.

‐ Why would he listen to me?

Ike doesn't even like me.

‐ That's true.

He doesn't exactly hold you
in the highest of esteem.

Who does?

But he does admire
your political skill

And if you explained
how disastrous it would be

for him to turn down
this offer,

I believe he would listen.

‐ [scoffs softly]

‐ Let me put it in terms
you'll understand.

If Ike is ruined by this,

what do you think
will happen to you?

You'll never get what you want.

The Presidency.

♪♪ ♪♪

Never.

It's over for you.

♪♪ ♪♪

Over.

♪♪ ♪♪

And we can't have that.

Can we?

[music intensifies]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ How the hell
did you find out?

‐ I have my sources, sir.

It doesn't matter
how I found out.

‐ It matters to me.
‐ Well,

with all due respect,
Mr. President,

the most important thing now
is the American people

and what a wrong decision
would do to them.

Now, I've been called

the number one red‐baiter
in this country.

And that is a badge
I wear with pride.

But whether it's commies
or these things,

I do not want to relinquish
the sovereignty of our country

any more than you do, sir.

But there may be another way.

‐ I'm afraid to ask.

‐ We play their game.

We give them what they need,

we take everything
they give to us,

and when the time is right,

we use their own technology
against them

and we kick their asses
right the hell back

to wherever it is those slimy
little bastards came from.

‐ Dick, there are so many
"what ifs" in that

that it's impossible to count.

We don't even know
if their technology

will work against them.

‐ There's no technology that
cannot be applied to war.

Technology is power, Ike.

You know that
better than anyone.

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling tone]

‐ This is one of Mamie's.

♪♪ ♪♪

You learned about this
through my wife.

♪♪ ♪♪

[door clicks]

Mamie.

‐ Ike, dear, I'm in here.

‐ Don't "dear" me.

What are you trying to do?

‐ I'm trying to get this fudge
on the pan

so we can have it for bridge
tomorrow afternoon.

Remember, Slats is coming over.

[pan clatters]
‐ Not the damn fudge.

‐ Well, excuse me, Mister Man.

‐ I trusted you, Mamie.

I told you everything
because I needed to hear

from someone
who wasn't in the military,

and you break that trust
by going to Dick Nixon?

‐ But you weren't hearing me.

That's why I went to him.

I was desperate to find anyone

who could talk some sense
into you.

‐ Well, all he did
was convince me even further

that we need to resist
these things.

Because if we don't,

people like Nixon
are gonna make out.

‐ Ike, dear,
you are not thinking straight.

‐ No, I'm the only one
who is thinking straight.

[eerie music]

I don't even know
who you are anymore.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ [distorted voice]
Allow us to enlighten you.

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling tone]

♪♪ ♪♪

[intense, chilling music]

♪♪ ♪♪

We've spoken before.

♪♪ ♪♪

From another body.

‐ Mamie.

‐ She's in here, Mr. President.

And she's not very happy
about it.

‐ You sons of bitches.

‐ You will deal with us
for the good of your country.

You remember what happened
to the last person we...

occupied.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ I will kill
every damned one of you

if you hurt my wife.

‐ That all depends on you,
Mr. President.

♪♪ ♪♪

[horn honking, tires squeal]

[intense music]

‐ [inhales sharply]

‐ Sorry.

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ [panting]

‐ Babe, will you stop?
‐ Come on, babe, try it.

‐ Oh, my God,
what the fuck are you doing?

‐ Breathing exercises.

That's what pregnant women do,
right?

‐ Yes, when they're about
to go in labor.

We're about nine months early.
‐ I'm sorry,

I haven't had a chance
to read my copy of

"What to Expect When You're Not
Supposed to be Expecting

Because You're a Fucking Dude"!

‐ Oh, God.

[retches]

‐ Are you sure
we've got nine months left?

These stomachs
were flat yesterday.

‐ Dr. Reyes can tell us
how far along we are.

She can use the ultrasound.

‐ We should be going
to an emergency room,

not your OBGYN.
‐ [laughs]

No way, too many people
asking a lot of questions

that we can't answer.

‐ I've been seeing her
since I was 18.

She's discreet.
‐ Oh, yeah?

How discreet
do you think she's gonna be

after you tell her
that we got abducted

and impregnated by aliens?

‐ Shh, that didn't happen.

We don't know if that happened.

It could be a growth.
‐ What, like cancer?

‐ Yeah, spontaneous cancer
just hit us all overnight

and caused a dozen
positive pregnancy tests.

‐ Hey, remember Chernobyl?

The massive amounts
of radiation caused, like,

all kinds of strange reactions
in people and animals.

We still don't know
what happened to those cows.

Maybe there was some, like,
secret government weapon

that they were testing
out there

that we just happened
to be affected by.

‐ Can we pull over right now?

‐ No, we're almost there.
‐ You guys,

there's always a logical
explanation for things.

Whenever some unexplainable
phenomenon happens,

everyone screams
"aliens" or "ghosts,"

but it's never
any of those things.

‐ [retches]
‐ Jeez.

[ominous music]

[knocks on door]

‐ Jamie.

How are you feeling?

‐ A little freaked out, doc.

‐ And I see you brought
some friends.

‐ Um, yeah, I felt like
I could use the support.

This pregnancy sort of
came out of the blue.

So...

‐ Is one of you the father?

both: Yes.

‐ And you?

‐ Are not.

‐ I don't, um,
know who the father is.

I was hoping you could
tell me with the ultrasound.

If you knew
how far along I was...

‐ I see
you're pretty freaked out,

so I'm going to save
the safe sex conversation

for your next visit.

But just know that it's coming.

Okay, let's have look.

‐ [yelps]
‐ [chuckles]

All right.

[low rumbling]

[ultrasound thumping]

‐ Um, is everything okay?

‐ Do twins run in your family?

‐ No, why?

‐ It's almost like
I'm getting two heartbeats.

‐ There's‐‐
there's two of them in here?

[ominous music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Wait here a minute.

I just need to check something.

‐ Okay, that was weird.
She was weird.

‐ Oh, sorry, I didn't notice.

I was too stuck on the fact
that there might be

two alien babies in here.

‐ Troy, get on the table.

‐ Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

‐ Let's see
what freaked her out.

‐ [winces]
Cold.

♪♪ ♪♪

[ultrasound thumping]

‐ Oh, my God.
‐ What?

[chilling tone]

Is there really
a baby in there?

‐ Uh‐‐
‐ It's a fucking alien baby.

‐ It's not possible.
What, aliens are real?

All that "In Search of"

Discovery Channel bullshit
is real? No.

‐ Wait, wait, wait,
how is it gonna come out of me?

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Kendall?

‐ Can you please let Dr. Sharp
know it's urgent?

I have a patient in need
of an emergency consult.

No, I'll hold.

[tires squeal]

[suspenseful music]

‐ Kendall?
Is Troy having twins too?

[eerie tone]

[thumping]

‐ What am I looking at?

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling tone]

‐ I'm still holding.

For Dr. Sharp.

[suspenseful music]

I'm sorry,
the office is closed.

‐ Yes,
office hours ended at 4:00.

You're on with Dr. Sharp
at Cedars?

‐ Yes, I'm on hold.

‐ So you haven't told him
what you saw.

‐ No.

‐ Good.

[gunshot blasts]

[chilling music]

[gunshot blasts]

‐ Were those gunshots?

‐ What?
‐ What?

[chilling tone]

‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
‐ No, no, no!

‐ [screams]

No!

[screaming]

‐ No.
[gasping]

♪♪ ♪♪

[bright tone]

[eerie ambient music]

♪♪ ♪♪

[rumbling tone]

‐ [gasps]

[breathing shakily]

Jamie, Troy, Cal, wake up!

‐ [echoing] Do not.

♪♪ ♪♪

You must stay calm.

For the baby.

[eerie tone]

‐ Where are we?

‐ This is a safe space.

♪♪ ♪♪

This is where you'll be
prepared for the next phase.

‐ You're one of them,
aren't you?

[shakily]
The ones who did this to us.

‐ No.

I'm something else.

‐ What does that mean?

[device beeps]

I want to know who took us.

Why they did this to us.

This thing inside me‐‐
‐ It is hope.

♪♪ ♪♪

For the future.

‐ No.

It's not.

It's a monster.

‐ Don't...say that.

‐ [sobs]
‐ It can hear you.

‐ [sobs]

Please.

Please.

This isn't right.

We don't belong here.

[sobs]
Y‐you have to let us go.

Please.

‐ You mustn't fight.

Embrace the gift
that has been given to you.

‐ [sobs]

♪♪ ♪♪

You've been chosen.

♪♪ ♪♪

This is an opportunity
to save an entire planet.

‐ Save Earth by populating it
with four‐armed freaks?

‐ Who said anything
about saving Earth?

‐ What?

[shudders]

[groans]

‐ You be quiet now.

[distorted speech echoing]

[Debussy's "Clair de Lune"]

♪♪ ♪♪

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ I think you need
to let it go.

‐ I just saw someone
using one the other day.

I still can't believe they‐‐

It's a pencil.

Do they drive to the store
in a horse and buggy too?

I mean, come on, Calico.

What the heck
have we been doing here

for the past 50 years?

‐ Before I settled in Vegas,
I spent some time

working the circuit
south of the border.

And I saw this girl
who could shoot ping pong balls

right out of her lady bits.

‐ How does this relate?

‐ People are gonna
use what they have

however they see fit.

It's not our business
to tell them what to do.

And you know what?

We wouldn't be able to
even if we tried.

‐ [chuckles]

You're right.

Thanks, Calico.

You always know what to say.

‐ [chuckles]

["Clair de Lune" continues]

♪♪ ♪♪

[chilling tone]

‐ Kendall?

Kendall?

‐ Oh.
‐ Hi.

‐ Oh, thank God you're okay.

We didn't know
what happened to you.

‐ Yeah, where did you go?
‐ Uh‐‐

‐ Hey, hi, um,

was that Steve Jobs?

‐ Oh, yeah.

He can't dress for shit,
but he's real sweet.

[chilling tone]

‐ Eat your food.

I'll be back
with your micronutrients.

‐ He's lying.

This ain't food.

They stopped serving food here
in '79.

I'm Calico.
‐ I'm sorry,

uh, 1979?

Because that's, like‐‐
‐ Oh, a gentleman

would stop himself
before doing the math.

‐ Hey, are you okay?

We were worried when we woke up
and you were gone.

We thought‐‐
‐ Um...

I don't know how I got here.

‐ None of us do.
We heard gunshots,

and then the next thing
we knew‐‐

‐ No, I woke up.

Before.

There was this woman.

She told me‐‐
‐ Oh, sweetheart,

it's best
to try and not remember.

Just take all the forgetting
you can get around here.

‐ She said it was
hope for the future.

The babies.

‐ Ours? I mean,

does that mean
we get to leave then, after?

‐ Well,
you didn't get to leave.

‐ Oh, most people who are here
are one and done,

but then there are
a few like me

who are on the annual plan.

‐ Annual?

As in you've been through this
more than once?

‐ Yeah,
and I thought Circus Circus

was hell on Earth.

‐ Is that somewhere you worked?
‐ No.

No, I actually worked at
the Pussycat Lounge in '68.

And then I was a backup dancer
for Ann‐Margret

at the Sahara
until I aged out.

And after my third divorce,
I had to get a job

being a floor girl
at the Golden Nugget,

and that's
where they nabbed me.

‐ Who are they?

‐ You know, they never
give you a straight answer.

But I know that the government
is in cahoots with them.

[chilling tone]

‐ All I know is I haven't aged
a day since I got here,

which is not a bad deal
except for the food.

‐ But you said that most people
are just one and done.

So then they get to go home,
right?

[soft, tense music]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Yeah.
‐ They're just gonna

cut this thing out of me
when it's time,

and then they're gonna
wipe my brain,

and then I get to go home.

Right?

‐ Life must find its own way.

[chilling tone]
‐ What does that mean?

"Life must find its own way."

[rumbling tone]

How is this baby
coming out of me?

‐ Here.

Take these.

[clattering]
‐ No.

I need someone to answer me.

How is this thing
coming out of me?

[alarm blaring]

‐ Sit down
and stop asking questions.

‐ Fuck you!

[alarm blaring]

‐ Hey, hey, hey!
‐ Troy, Troy!

‐ Don't touch him!
‐ No, no!

[taser crackles]

‐ Let go of him! Stop!

‐ Wait,
where are you taking him?

‐ Ignorance is bliss,
sweetheart.

Sit down, trust me.

[eerie string music]

‐ [breathing shakily]

[eerie ambient music]

‐ [inhales sharply]

[machines beeping]

[gasps]

‐ [echoing] It's okay.

♪♪ ♪♪

It's almost over.

‐ And then what happens?

No one will tell me
what happens next.

[grunts in pain]

‐ I'm sorry we haven't answered
your questions.

We didn't mean to scare you.

But it's almost time now.

[chilling tone]

All your questions
will be answered.

‐ How is this baby
gonna come out of me?

‐ Life...

must find its own way.

You'll see.

‐ [gasps]
Oh, my God.

It's moving. It's moving.

Please, I don't wanna see.
Just tell me.

Just tell me
how it's gonna come out.

[groans in pain]

‐ You will be honored
for your contribution

to the evolution
of our species.

‐ Fuck your species!

[coughing]

Am I gonna die?

‐ Don't focus on the pain.

[eerie music]

Focus on the future.

‐ Please.

Just tell me what happens next.

[music rises]

♪♪ ♪♪

‐ Birth.

‐ [gasps]

[heartbeat]

[grunts]

[screams]

[intense, eerie music]

[screams]

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