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[Martin]
Zauberwald once was a famous sanitarium.

I had a relative who died there.

[Helena] My grandfather knew
someday there'd be cameras

strung up all along his property.

Good therapists
use whatever tools they have.

Leave them to me.

One of my bags is missing.

Maybe it didn't get unloaded from the car.

-[screaming]
-It's very important to me.

Of course.

-Sister Agnes.
-You're a nun?

[Victoria]
So, this is the South Wing?

-I'm Matteo.
-[Martin] Martin Siebmacher.

Masha's colleague.
I'm head of research and protocol.

I am not going to sleep in the same room

as you and your inappropriately
young boyfriend.

I did attempt to knock
at your door earlier.

I can't sleep in my room, obviously,

and I can't just, uh,
sit at the bar all night.

-[Masha] Peter.
-Yes?

-Where is your father?
-He's been delayed, actually.

-We cannot start until everyone is here.
-Who's his father?

[David] They say these drugs
are the wave of the future.

[Helena] There are plenty of billionaires
that aren't David Sharpe.

You'll have to trust me.

You're making it very difficult.

[♪ tense music playing]

[mushrooms hissing]

[♪ tense music continues]

[mushrooms squelching]

[birds chirping]

[♪ wistful music playing]

-I'm glad to meet you.
-Thank you.

And how are you coping?

[Masha] I'm not coping.
I feel like I'm just existing.

Masha, your child died in your arms.

How would you think it would get better?

So, you say...

there's no reason to live?
No reason to go on?

There might not be.

And yet, you haven't thrown yourself
off the top of a skyscraper.

There is no return from this strange land
in which you have found yourself.

All we can look for is a way
to make what life there is left...

bearable.

[whispering]
I'm very scared.

I'm scared if
I can't remember her.

I can't remember
what she looks like.

I can't remember her.
I can't remember.

Or I can't remember
what she smelled like. I can't...

Where did she go?
I can't remember her.

Perhaps it is here that our work begins.

Perhaps together,
we can imagine her back to life.

Let's try.

Trust me.

[ ♪"She's Not There"
by The Zombies playing]

♪ Well, no one
told me about her ♪

♪ The way she lied ♪

♪ Well, no one
told me about her ♪

-♪ How many people cried ♪
-[Helena] Be careful.

♪ But it's too late to say you're sorry ♪

♪ How would I know? ♪

♪ Why should I care? ♪

♪ Please, don't bother
trying to find her ♪

♪ She's not there ♪

♪ Well, let me tell you
'bout the way she looked ♪

♪ The way she'd act
and the color of her hair ♪

♪ Her voice was soft and cool,
her eyes were clear and bright ♪

♪ But she's not there ♪

[mushrooms squelching]

[wind murmuring]

[Helena]
I'm worried about you.

Your methods are highly unorthodox.

-I blame you.
-What? What do you mean?

Well, you were the one that introduced me
to this, what, ten years ago?

[echoing]
I owe my life to your courage.

[normal]
I would never,

ever let anything
happen to this place.

I would never
jeopardize its safety, ever.

And yet...

I have a delivery to make.

This is what I mean.

Hiding luggage from the guests.
Unorthodox.

-I blame you.
-[Helena laughs]

You know,
you've really outdone yourself.

This place is fucking insane.

-And she's a snake oil salesman.
-She-- [laughing]

-She is.
-She's not.

I promise you, she's incredible.

And supposedly, she works
in these really mysterious ways.

Okay, first of all, you don't know her,
and second of all, she's not God.

-I know.
-She's a hot lady who wears gowns

-and totes mushrooms.
- I mean, the fucking dream, no?

Under different circumstances,
yeah, maybe it's the dream.

Here, it's a nightmare,
and I don't wanna be here.

Babe, listen. Just try, okay?
Try and keep an open mind for me.

When you keep an open mind,
it leaves doors open

for terrible shit to come in.

Wow, you should--
you should write that down.

That was-- it's pretty profound.

Oh fuck you, Wolfie. Fuck you.
I don't wanna be here.

Baby, listen,
you have a lot of trauma,

and I think that this might help.

Oh, my God.
You have trauma.

Yeah.
You're my trauma.

How convenient for you.

Aw, come on, babe.
I just meant it in like a fun way, right?

[Tina laughs sarcastically]

[Wolfie sighs]

[birdsong]

[♪ mischievous music playing]

You know how I can tell
it was a good night?

[chuckles softly] When the girl
tries to sneak off before I'm awake.

-I'm not sneaking out.
-I think you were sneaking out.

Yes, yes.
And now, I have told a lie

in what's supposed to be a place
of truth and healing.

Well, I will see if the divinity within me

can find the will to forgive
the divinity within you.

-Namaste.
-Namaste.

Don't get me wrong,
I-- I had a great time last night.

So did I. So much so,

I could go as far as saying
that we should maybe, you know...

-do this again?
-Really?

Why do you seem so shocked?

No, I'm not. I'm not.
It's-- it's nice.

But I think I should still probably go.

I mean, your dad's coming soon.

In theory, yes.

I would imagine
that you would want me to go.

[chuckles]

You know, I, uh, I really think
that we live in a society

where-- where men
are constantly telling women

what to do and-- and, you know,
what-- what not to do.

And I don't-- I don't want
to be part of the problem.

Oh, fuck off.

Just tell me what you
actually want, Peter.

'Kay, do you want me to go get my stuff

and maybe spend
some time here with you?

Or do you want me to move back in
with my mother

and her deeply cologned lover,
who I'm pretty sure was born

after the Spice Girls broke up?

Let me see if I get this right, um...

You want me to tell you what I want.

Yes.

What I really, really want?

-Ooh. [exhales sharply]
-I did that.

-Ooh.
-And I did that.

-Sporty Spice.
-[Peter laughing]

[Imogen shrieking]

[♪ mischievous music playing]

[sighs]

"Have courage."

[sighs]

Mm.

Yes, hello.
English, please?

Tumkin, Tumkin.
T-U-M-K-I-N. Yes.

It's a silver case,
uh, and I think it was left

-at the bottom of the, uh, the...
-[knocking]

Yeah, I'm still here.
Uh, come back later.

Nicht storen.
Storen ist verboten.

[Masha] Sorry.
Sorry for the inconvenience.

You have my case.
[exhales sharply]

-Here.
-Thank you so much.

-[chuckles]
-Helmut managed to track it down.

It was lost in our, uh, port shuttle.

Okay, well, no worries.

-[chuckles]
-Oh, no, but it was quite the worry.

This bag is very important
to you, right?

-Yes.
-And our staff misplaced it.

Well, I'm just glad to have it back.

Brian, if you're frustrated,
you can express your frustration, come on!

I mean, you were separated.

You were separated from this bag,
which was unbelievable.

-I mean, un-fucking-believable!
-Yes, it was.

-Yeah, so say it. Say it.
-Yes. Well, it was unbelievable.

-Un-fucking-believable!
-Un-fucking-believable.

-Un-fucking-believable.
-It was un-fucking-believable.

-Get me my bag back!
-Un-fucking-believable!

-Right!
-Un-fucking-believable!

[sighs, chuckles softly]

-Phew. Yes!
-[chuckles] Whoa.

-Yes!
-[laughing]

Is this my one-on-one?

'Cause I-- I thought we were waiting
for the ninth guest.

-[chuckles]
-Brian, there is only one of you.

And isn't that wonderful?

So, you've seen my show?

Mm-hmm.
[chuckles]

Yes, of course.

-It was my daughter's favorite.
-Really?

Oh, I d-- I-- I didn't know we aired
in-- in Eastern Europe.

We had a-- we had a tape.
It was a bootleg.

[clicking tongue]
And now, she's gone.

Yes, and it's very sad.

But we have to move on, don't we?

Hmm?
Let things go?

[Brian sighs]
Yes.

[chuckles]
So, this is my one-on-one.

Is this who I think it is?

[♪ mysterious music playing]

Oh, wow!

-[Masha gasps]
-[latches clicking]

-[Brian] Ready?
-Mm-hmm.

[gasps]

Oh.

[softly] Hi.

[whispering]
I haven't seen you in a very long time.

Yeah.

Thank you.

[♪ gentle music playing]

Oh.

Okay.

Right. [sighs]

Whoo! [chuckles]

Huh.
Oh, here.

The praline drizzle
is even more delicious.

[chuckles]

See you later...

Brian Tumkin.

Courage.

-[door closes]
-[Brian sighs]

[Victoria]
Darling, could you ask Ermelin

to whip up some eggs Florentine
and a Bellini

to just help out this boring muffin?

I would love to,
but it's a very precise protocol.

What, so this is breakfast...
in its entirety?

For today.

Oh, God help me.

Hey, you really should eat.

They're vegan, gluten-free,
and without sugar,

so you can just dig in.

I gotta tell you,
it's not gonna happen.

You know, she's drugging people,
and, you know, I get especially suspicious

when I'm told to eat
by pharmacologists, so...

Understood.

Can you please not be rude?

It seems I can't.

[Victoria laughing]

[clearing throat]

[exhales sharply]

[people chattering]

You have to go inside, silly pants.

What are you doing here?

Telling you what to do, like always.

You gotta go to school.

But I-- I don't wanna.

You don't wanna?

[sighs] No, I j...

Don't you wanna learn
to read and write,

and even find out where Australia is?

I do.

But I-I'm-- I'm-- I'm just...

You can whisper it.

[♪ whimsical music playing]

[whispering] I'm scared.

[switch clacking loudly, echoing]

Michael, is it okay
if I repeat what you just told me

so that our friends at home can hear?

Why are you scared to go to school?

I'm scared of the other kids.

But why?

Do they have spikes
coming out of their eyeballs?

[Michael snickering]

No, but I'm scared
that they could be mean,

or do something that'd
hurt my feelings.

Hmm.
Well, that does sound scary.

But feeling scared is just a feeling.

Sometimes, we feel happy.

Sometimes, we feel sad.

Sometimes, we feel brave.

If you go to school even if you're scared,

I think you might be
the bravest guy I know.

Michael, come here.

You're special.

There's only one you.

And isn't that wonderful?

[sighs]

[Wolfie] Whatever's happening here,
it's you panicking.

-[Tina] Mm.
-[Wolfie] It's just stress.

[Victoria laughing]

[♪ mysterious music playing]

[Peter]
Good morning.

-Good morning.
-Hey, morning.

[chuckles softly]
Rough night?

-Mom.
-[laughing] What? We're all adults here.

-[Victoria laughing]
-Are we?

Oh, yes, I have 28 years.

Well, don't go losing any of those.

[Victoria and Matteo laugh]

[laughter echoing]

[♪ soft string music playing]

Hello again.

I want to apologize for my behavior,

you know, how I thought
that you worked at the hotel.

-Oh.
-It was very insensitive of me,

and I-- I should never make
assumptions like that.

We had just met, and I was dressed
as one of the staff members.

I don't really think
you need to apologize.

[Brian sighs]

-[Agnes chuckles]
-[Brian laughs]

What a reasonable
and appropriate response.

[indistinct chatter]

[keyboard clacking]

[phone buzzing]

[♪ tense music playing]

[Wolfie]
Is everything okay?

[whispering]
This is not a part of the plan.

Are you talking to someone?

No, I'm not.

[keyboard clacking]

[phone buzzing]

[mouthing]

[Martin] So, today...

is foraging day.

-[Wolfie] Yes!
-What? It's what?

Seriously? I sent you the book.

Well, but on the first day?

And by foraging, you mean
we're gonna be doing the drugs, right?

Because, um, that's when
they first started tripping

in the, uh, in the other place,
and they killed that buffalo.

-Oh, yeah.
-Goat.

-No, I'm not killing anything.
-[Tina] I'd prefer not to trip...

with a bunch of people.

I would prefer not to do drugs, as well.

Oh, no, just Oxy,
and Valium, and propofol, and--

[Victoria]
Oh, well, I love propofol.

Do you have propofol here?

But that's what we're all
here for, though, is it?

It's for the drugs, right?

I'm not here for the drugs.

No, I was-- I was fully brought here
under false pretenses.

That is so not true.

Yeah, my girlfriend, she doesn't--
she can't deal with the fact

I can't play piano.

Wait.
You're the piano prodigy.

I've heard her play at Carnegie Hall.

You were incredible.

Thank you.
Yeah, I'm retired, actually.

-Oh.
-[Tina] You know what? Martin?

-[Martin] Hm?
-On second thought, I--

I'll do the drugs.

Well, f-foraging is-- actually,
it's not about, um, medication.

-[Tina scoffs]
-Foraging is about...

connecting to the land...

and connecting to each other.

Okay, so, there-- no drugs, then.

So we're not gonna wait
for his dad, like Masha said?

He is gonna be here, I think, um...

[phone buzzing]

[Martin] Brian!

You've been selected

to be the leader of the group.

-[Victoria] Oh.
-[Tina] Seriously?

[people chattering indistinctly]

[♪ tense music swells]

[Martin] There are many edible items
that can be found in the forest.

Under two meters of snow, darling?

You'd be surprised.
Life finds a way.

These are some botanical maps, okay?

-[Imogen] Okay.
-You can hand out to each person--

Hey, I'm sorry.
Is anyone else uncomfortable

with-- with him taking a position
of leadership?

Because he shouldn't be in
a position of power ever again.

Sweetheart, what are you
complaining about now?

This is Brian Tumkin.

Brian Tumkin? Anyone?

Oh, "The Applebaum Kids."

-Crabapple--
-Crabapple Clubhouse.

[Victoria] Immy loved your show
when she was little.

I did. I loved that show
until he was canceled.

Well, no show lasts forever.

-What happened?
-Did you show the penis?

-[Brian] No, of course not.
-[Peter] Actually, that does ring a bell.

What, you exposed yourself to children?

No, wait! That was Nate
from The Nut Bunch Gang.

I-- I didn't do anything sexual
with anyone.

So, what did you do?

[sighs] I was just...

I don't know,
I was a little demanding.

Abusive, I would say.

If everyone would feel
more comfortable if I stepped back...

happy to do that, okay?

I think forgiveness is important,
and transformative.

I agree, and everyone
is too sensitive nowadays.

No, you're right, Mother.
Everybody should be forgiven,

no matter what the crime,
even if they lock their little girl

in a closet.

Oh, come on, that was an accident.

I-- I thought she was outside playing.

Where I would have been alone
because you fired our nanny

who you thought was stealing from us.

Which is why I locked the closet.

I'm starting to believe that you're
not the root of the problem here.

-Why don't we just refocus on this task?
-It was deeply...

-[Wolfie] Yeah?
-...and formatively traumatizing to me.

-Do you understand that?
-Honey, I'm sorry.

-It was a different time.
-[Imogen] No, it wasn't!

I'm not that old!

[overlapping chatter]

[screaming]

Oh, wow.

Hm.

[clearing throat]

Now, they're quiet.

Guide us.

[wind whooshing]

[keypad beeping]

[door clunks]

[Martin] Foraging wasn't today.
Why the change?

-Because.
-You obsess over the plan.

-You obsess over the schedule and then--
-They'll work it out.

I'm not starting the full protocol
until he gets here, the father.

-Peter's father?
-Yes.

-Why?
-Because it's an equation.

This group has been specifically culled
to complement each other.

-Don't do that.
-Do what?

You move closer to me
to throw me off guard.

You will not dominate over me
with those kind of tricks.

Interesting you used
the word "dominate."

-That's what this is about.
-I don't know what you mean.

[scoffs lightly]

You hoped that she would put you
in charge, but she chose me.

[Martin inhales deeply]

You have talent, but this is a clinic,

so to turn the keys over
to a celebrity...

[Masha]
There's something else.

We're friends, aren't we?

-Come on, share.
-The billionaire.

[♪ tense music playing]

-I'm sorry?
-The father, David Sharpe.

-Yes?
-The one who's so critical

to the whole deal,
Imogen had a point about Matteo.

What's your point?

I just want to be able to trust you.

Well, I look forward to both of us
getting what we need from this experience.

[Brian] I don't know much
about living off the land, or hiking,

or finding dinner deep within the snow
in below-zero weather.

But I do know...

that there's nothing
we can't accomplish,

so long as we work together.

"Together," brought to you
by the letter T.

That's Sesame Street.

[♪ plucky music playing]

We should, uh, we should pair up
and cover more ground.

Uh, I'm with-- I'm with Agnes.

Wolfie, just come with me.

Uh, Imogen and Peter,

and uh, Matteo,

and, uh, where-- where's Victoria?

-Ah, she no is here.
-Is she not coming?

No, uh, she has, um,
she has a sprained feelings.

-Oh.
-She has a sprained feelings?

Yes. Uh, no. Did...

Uh, uh, I-- I go with them.

Well, is that okay with you?

No, Brian, it's not.

But when has a lack of consent
ever stopped you?

[scoffs]

[ ♪"Theme From Valley of the Dolls"
by Dionne Warwick playing]

[bubbles fizzing]

♪ Gotta get off ♪

♪ Gonna get, have to get ♪

♪ Off from this ride ♪

♪ Gotta get hold ♪

♪ Gonna get,
need to get hold ♪

♪ Of my pride ♪

♪ When did I get ♪

♪ Where did I,
how was I caught ♪

♪ In this game ♪

♪ When will I know ♪

-[♪ music fades out]
-[birdsong]

Honestly, it's just, like,
I don't think I understand

why she's so mad at me, you know?

Like, I didn't lie, actually.

I said, "We're gonna go
on a therapeutic retreat in the Alps,"

and... [chuckles] well, I'm sorry,
but where are we?

[bird twittering]

Oh, yes, we are on
a therapeutic retreat in the Alps.

This is for her, you know?
Like, this is not for me.

I'm-- I'm just trying to help her.

Isn't that what I'm supposed to do?

I guess.

Weren't you all about helping people?

Wasn't that the whole point of your show?

Well, I was mostly trying
to teach children

how to express their feelings.

There weren't a lot of lesbians
showing up

at the Crabapple Clubhouse
for couples counseling.

It's just, if anyone
should be mad, I think it's me.

You know, she didn't just
throw away her career.

She tossed mine along with it.

Like, how am I supposed
to just act like that's normal?

To just-- just not care?

[♪ curious music playing]

Well, sometimes people fail
because they don't care, and sometimes...

people fail because they care too much.

Is that from your show?

No, children don't fail.

People, parents, teachers, friends...

they make them feel like they do.

And that's not a very
nice feeling, is it?

[Wolfie]
Well, no, I guess not.

[Brian] We're all just trying
to make that bad feeling go away.

We all just want a best friend
to listen to us.

-Mm-hmm.
-But the thing to remember is...

[shouting]
...everyone deserves a best friend!

[laughing]

[chuckles slightly]

And maybe your best friend is you.

After all...

[laughs] ...there's only one you.

[singing]
♪ And isn't that wonderful? ♪

[rainbow glitters]

-[clanging]
-[Agnes exhales sharply]

[Tina] You know, it was nice
what you did for Brian,

you know, quieting everybody
down like that, it...

You don't think it's true, right?
Like, what-- what they say about him?

I think what people say
isn't always what people are.

Sometimes the world can turn
its back on a gentle soul,

and sometimes
it can shed light on darkness.

Why are you so angry with your friend?

-My friend?
-Roommate.

[laughing]
Oh, you mean Wolfie.

You're fuckin' with me.
[chuckles]

-[trowel clinking]
-[Agnes sniffling]

Hey, why did you, uh...

why did you stop being a nun?

Why'd you stop playing the piano?

[scoffs]

It's not like--
it's not like I stopped.

It's more like...

like it stopped, you know?

At first, it was like
I could hear the music,

I just couldn't make it
come out of my hands.

And then, I just couldn't hear it either.

-Something similar happened to me.
-With music?

With God.

Oh, so that's why you came here, right?
'Cause you...

-[Agnes sighs, sniffles]
-'Cause you stopped believing?

I came here because I received a call.

I answered it because that's what
I've been doing my whole life.

I came here because
I'm looking for absolution.

-And only she can grant that.
-Masha?

God.

Huh.

[Agnes]
Look. Edelweiss.

[Tina]
Oh, this is edelweiss?

[Agnes] I'm kidding.
It's a Sound of Music joke.

[Tina] Oh, 'cause you're--
right, 'cause you're a nun.

[Agnes] You got it.

-[♪ majestic music playing]
-[bird screeching]

Come on. It's beautiful.

I think this is one of the most
breathtaking places I've been.

He woulda loved it.

Your father?

Oh. How it happened?

-Huh? What?
-Your father, how he died?

No, no, no, no. He's not dead.

-Not dead?
-Yeah, no, he's just got

tied up in Munich.

Not literally.
Like, metaphorically, like he's busy.

Oh. [scoffs]
I thought you mean he's dead.

I-- sorry, I-- you know,
my English is not good, so...

-No, it's absolutely fine.
-It's not absolutely fine.

It's great.

What is his name, your father?

-David.
-[Matteo] David.

Wait. Peter Sharpe.

Your dad's David Sharpe?
The David Sharpe?

-Yeah.
-That explains a lot. [laughs]

Hold on a sec, uh,
what do you mean by that?

Nothing. I just... Nothing.

No, you think you-- you know him

because you've read
a couple articles online and...

You know, you really shouldn't
believe everything you read.

Okay, well, what is he like, then?

Well, he's brilliant.
He's a genius, for one.

Possibly on the spectrum, but who isn't?

Why-- why don't you ask Matteo
what his dad's like?

-Okay.
-My father is dead.

My mother, too.
A long time now without them, maybe...

I don't know, maybe 13, 14 years, so...

What happened?

War.

Hey, look at that.

Hey, Super Mario.

What war?

I-- I think it's probably impolite
to ask at this point.

[Helena exhales sharply]

-[glasses clattering]
-[paper crunching]

I think I've reached
my limit for the day.

That's fine.
I'm gonna keep working.

I hope you're not gonna
blow your brains out with that.

Our situation isn't that dire.

Tempting, but no.

Just a spot of therapeutic hunting.

I've never understood
the appeal of hunting,

but you go and enjoy.

[helicopter whirring]

[Helena gasps]

It's about time.

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[sighs] Should I?

Of course not.

♪♪

Martin, take him to his room.

-Isolate him.
-Okay, uh...

[♪ dramatic music continues]

[wind roaring]

[Martin speaking indistinctly]

-[Martin speaking in German]
-[Elfriede shushing]

Everyone, yummy, yeah?
Really.

-This is poisonous.
-Then, please, remove it.

-Brian.
-Mm?

Great work.

What about everyone else, Martin?

Okay, so-- so what now?

Next is that you will prepare dinner.

-What? What's this?
-[Tina] Oh, fuck off, Martin.

Hold on a sec.
Why do we have to make dinner?

There's, like, an army of you guys.
Isn't there a chef somewhere?

There is, but that's just
not the point of the exercise.

Brian.

-[Brian] Yeah?
-You're in charge.

-What?
-Still?

-[Martin] Still.
-[Imogen groaning]

What was that?

-What?
-You sighed. [scoffs]

-[Imogen] No, I didn't.
-You audibly exhaled.

-Okay, sorry for breathing loudly, Brian.
-Okay, alright--

Come on, just chill.
Think we're all a bit hangry.

-But let's go do something about it.
-[Peter sighs]

[♪ curious music playing]

She's making fun of you.

She thinks you ruin everything.

Let's get her.

My daddy went away too, Rebecca.

-[Rebecca] Really?
-Yeah.

And it made me really sad.

[crew members muttering, laughing]

[♪ tense music playing]

But also angry.

[crew members continue
speaking indistinctly]

It's okay to be angry.

[chatter continues]

Angry's just another thing to feel.

But then, there's-- Cut!

[items clatter]

Let's get her.

"Get her"?
I don't even know what that means.

-What did you say?
-Hm?

Oh, nothing.
No, I'm just really hungry.

[softly wincing]

-What are you doing?
-Making soup.

So, can we guarantee that everything
we, uh, foraged is edible?

I guess we'll find out soon enough.

This is ridiculous.
It's, like, is there no room service?

No, you gotta prep the tummy
for the drugs, babe.

I think the root's good
for, like, microbiome,

like your stomach,
uh, but not the leaves.

-You gotta take those off. Yeah.
-[Matteo] Oh, okay.

Oh, look, the grasshopper's
decided to grace us.

Excuse me?

You know that children's story,
right, Brian?

-What?
-The ants and the grasshoppers,

and the ants do all the hard work,
and then the grasshopper comes in

and decides that she deserves
to eat, too.

You seriously need
to lay off your mom, babe.

Don't "babe" me.

-Imogen.
-And don't touch me. [chuckles]

-Why are you such a pill?
-Let's get back to the cooking.

-Get back to the cooking, come on.
-It's fine.

-Brian.
-[Brian] Yes.

I'm happy to have
a conversation with you.

-Great.
-But it will end with me

telling you to go fuck yourself.

-Okay... what did I ever do to you?
-[tools clatter]

I mean, seriously,
what did I ever fucking do to you?

You ruined my fucking childhood.

[Brian laughs]

I didn't ruin your childhood.
She ruined your childhood.

Oh, my God, I just lost my shit
at a camera guy,

but ask yourself this.

Who did it benefit
to keep playing that video

over and over again, hmm?

-Not him.
-No.

-No, not you.
-No.

And definitely not me.
I lost my fucking show!

-You sure did. You did, yeah.
-Right? Yeah. [chuckles]

My entire life was reduced
to fucking clickbait, outrage.

[scoffs] And suddenly,
I was unfit to be around children

because I was a fucking
fallible human being

who-- who got mad sometimes
and-- and felt my feelings,

and yelled, just like I told
kids like you it was okay to do.

-Do you remember?
-I do.

-And you know what?
-What?

I failed.

-[Imogen] [whispering] Yeah.
-Yeah.

And people like you are the proof.

I fucking failed
because all I tried to do

was teach people
to have a little tolerance,

a little compassion for people
when they weren't perfect.

[scoffs]

But somehow, somehow,
we wound up with a generation

of whiny, judgmental,

sanctimonious little tattletales

who will sabotage someone
trying to get food to starving people

rather than face what is really
making them angry,

which is that the world fucking sucks!

And there is nothing that any of us
can fucking do about it...

except maybe just give each other

a little bit
of a fucking break sometimes!

[Brian scoffs]

Fuck!

[Victoria claps]

-[door slams shut]
-[Peter] Imogen.

[sighs]

[counter clacking, echoing]

[fire crackling]

[♪ light, tense music playing]

[Brian sniffling]

[♪ tense music swelling]

Who's talking right now? Huh?

Who was talking just now?

Who in this crew
would be that disrespectful?

[scoffs, laughs]
I can't believe I have to tell you this.

We are teaching children how to deal
with complicated feelings

about what might be
a foundational trauma in their life,

and someone here,
someone here

thinks what they have to say
is more important.

Well, that is unacceptable!

Un-fucking-acceptable.

So, who was it? Huh?

Who the fuck was it?
Was it you?

Was it you?
Who the fuck was it?

I am not moving on
until someone tells me

who the fuck I am firing
right fucking now!

Oh, are you filming me?

Are you fucking filming me?
Are you kidding?

No one films on my set but me,
motherfucker!

-[crew member] Hey!
-[plastic tableware clatters]

[♪ tense music playing]

[Brian panting]

[♪ "It's Not Just Me, It's Everybody"
by Weyes Blood playing]

♪ Sitting at this party ♪

♪ Wondering if anyone ♪

♪ Knows me ♪

-♪ Really sees who I am ♪
-I totally lost it.

I don't know.
It seems like you kinda found it.

Did you get chocolates
in your room this morning?

-No, no chocolates.
-Right.

Guess that was just a little
special something for me.

[Tina chuckles softly]

[Tina] [over speakers]
I don't know, maybe it...

maybe it triggered
some kind of breakthrough.

[Brian]
Would love to know what it was.

[Tina]
I think you kind of articulated it.

You allowed yourself to have this, like,

really human moment.

No, I was mean.

[imitating Jessie Bear]
You sure were, Brian,

you were really, really mean.

-[Tina laughing]
-[Brian chuckles softly]

♪ Oh, yes, everybody splits apart ♪

I don't think you remember me, but...

I was on your show.

-[Tina chuckles softly]
-[Brian] The-- the prodigy.

[scoffs]
And I did not like that word.

-I remember.
-And you asked me...

what I wanted to be when I grew up.

An astronaut.

Yeah.

♪ We've all become strangers ♪

Did you know they think
that there are about a trillion stars

in the Milky Way,
and each and every single one

we can see here on Earth is actually
bigger and brighter than our Sun?

Wow!

-[giggling]
-[Brian] That is so cool.

My parents were furious, they were...

[inhales sharply]

They were screaming
'cause I didn't talk about piano.

-Mm.
-I just...

[sighs] I was just so happy...

that someone listened.

And you really listened.

-When no one else did.
-No one else does.

♪ Oh, it's not just me ♪

[chuckling]
What are you doing?

-[Brian laughs]
-[as Jessie Bear] Hey, Tina.

I'm sorry that...

Brian said the world sucked.

Oh, it's okay, Jessie.

[whispering] It kinda does.

[Jessie Bear] Huh.

♪ Mercy is the only ♪

♪ Cure for being so lonely ♪

♪ Has a time ever been
more revealing ♪

-[Peter] What are you doing?
-[sighs]

Just getting out of your hair.
[sniffling]

Well, where-- where are you gonna go?

I don't know.

[laughs]
I don't know what's wrong with me.

There's a lotta people downstairs that--

that don't know what's wrong
with them either.

Why do I do this to people?

Like, why can't I just
leave things alone?

-Why am I so fucking--
-Judgmental?

Fuck, uh, because you pay attention.

People don't like that.

They don't like me, and they never have,
and I just thought that...

if Brian Tumkin ever met me,
he'd like me.

Why do you give a damn
what that guy thinks about you?

[chuckles]
I was obsessed with his show...

even when I was too old for it.

[voice breaking] It just kept me together
when my dad died.

Your dad died,
and you didn't say anything?

We were in the woods
literally talking about dead fathers.

I know, but when someone
tells you they're a war orphan,

it seems a little
self-indulgent to be like,

"Oh, yeah, my dad died
when I was a kid, too."

And I just don't really
like talking about it.

[heavy breaths]

Maybe you need to.

I'm just not really ready yet.

[♪ eerie music playing]

[knocking]

-Come in.
-[door opens]

You brought a satellite.

No, we'll have to put a stop to that.

-I have a backup.
-You're late.

I have a schedule,
and I have a program

that involves a lot of people,

-including your son.
-Yeah.

Uh, where is Peter?

Peter, I suspect, is in his room.

You suspect?

What, is he, uh, tripping?

[Masha chuckles]

We can't start the full protocol
until everyone is here,

and you weren't here.

Yeah, I'm not a "trust-fall"
kind of a guy,

so when your invitation came,

to be honest with you,
I nearly threw it out.

But Peter said he had one, so...

So, you came for Peter?

-I did.
-Peter only.

Why else would I come?

Get some rest.
I'll send up some food.

So no, "Nice to see you again"?

Of course, nice to see you again.

[kissing]

♪ I'm just like
a hungry little flea ♪

[♪ "Flea" by St. Vincent playing]

♪ Jumping on somebody's warm body ♪

♪ When you start to itch
and scratch and scream ♪

[Masha] Nice.

But, from now on, arm's length only.

I'll send up some food.

Get some rest.
Big day tomorrow.

Absolutely.

[door closes]

♪ Drip you in diamonds ♪

♪ Pour you in cream ♪

♪ You'll be mine ♪

♪ For eternity ♪

♪ Hair in my shears ♪

♪ Fall at your feet ♪

♪ You'll be mine ♪

♪ For eternity ♪

♪ When you're walking down
your sunny street ♪

♪ I got it ♪

♪ Thinking of your bills
or what to eat ♪

♪ I got it, I, I got it ♪

♪ Then you feel
that little prick from me ♪

♪ I got it, I, I got it ♪

♪ I look at you
and all I see is meat ♪

♪ Drip you in diamonds ♪

♪ Pour you in cream ♪

♪ You'll be mine ♪

♪ For eternity ♪

♪ I'll bring you china ♪

♪ Milk for your tea ♪

♪ You'll be mine ♪

♪ For eternity ♪

♪ Eternity ♪

♪ Drip you in diamonds ♪

♪ Pour you in cream ♪

♪ You'll be mine ♪

♪ For eternity ♪

♪ Hair in my shears ♪

♪ Fall at your feet ♪

♪ You'll be mine... ♪

This is the next phase
in my therapeutic work.

♪♪

We take you back to a core memory.

[breathing heavily]

[Peter] This place is weird!

She's weird.

-Is it safe?
-We're gonna find out.

I invited you all here
because we are all connected.

We've met before.

-You believe her?
-Why would she lie?

Why would she--
why wouldn't she lie?

[gasps]

Dad!
What did she give to me?

It's absolutely safe.

-Then what was the whole ball gag thing?
-Oh, wow.

-It's a mouth guard.
-Semantics.

And now for the fun part.

So you're going through with it.

Your grand finale.

A truly meaningful form of therapy

doesn't play by the rules.

And after this psychedelic journey,

you will all understand
why I brought you here.

How are they all connected?

Is his father who I think it is?

She is manipulating us!

If anyone wants to leave, feel free.

-Can we go now, please?
-I'm staying.

♪♪

[Martin]
Masha is running a madhouse.

Well, we knew that.

Are we fixed yet?

♪♪

How much did you take?

Is it too late to get a refund?

♪♪