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I thought this
was... was a spa.

It is a cleansing of the mind.

This retreat was supposed to be an
opportunity for my mother and me

to work through some of the
lingering issues in our relationship.

I can never win with her.

-I can't just sit at the bar all night.
-No, you can't.

I have a strange feeling
you might actually like me.

I'd say that was accurate.

Peter, where is your father?

He's been delayed, actually.

I'm really glad you're here.

The billionaire. What's
so important about him?

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

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

You have blocks.
This could help.

You want me to play
the piano so bad,

-that you brought me to a cult?
-Cheers.

This better be
fucking worth it.

She actually has
webbed fingers,

which is why she
can play so fast.

Are you ready?

Always remember, a fool and
their luggage are easily parted.

And, lights in three, two, one.

Agnes. Brian.

What the fuck am I...

Ah!

Wolfie! Wolfie,
what are we playing?

No, I don't know
what we're playing.

Ooh.

-What the fuck? What the...
-It's okay.

-I'm right here.
-Oh, my God.

-What are you doing?
-It... it's just a cold compress.

Oh, my God.

-Why?
-You were hot, baby.

I was just trying to cool you down.
I thought maybe you had a fever.

I was sleeping.

You were moaning. I
was worried about you.

Yeah, I was having a nightmare. I was
having a very on-the-nose nightmare.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Uh-uh, no.

Was I in it?

Yes, Wolfie, you were
in it. You're always...

You're there when I'm asleep,
you're there when I wake up.

You're always there.

We're a couple.

I'm right where
I'm supposed to be.

Wh...

What the fuck is that?

What the fuck?

What's... what's what?

Oh, shit.

Guten Morgen!

You've gotta be kidding me.

It's a big place.
Maybe it's a wedding.

Maybe it's a chamber
concert series or something.

I had nothing to do with this!

I had nothing to do with this.

Good morning, David.
Did you sleep well?

I did. Very well, thank you.

Once I got over your
little ritual humiliation.

I'm glad to see you cleared
your morning schedule

-so you could be at breakfast on time.
-Of course.

I always rise with the
sun, so it's given me

some time to enjoy
the facilities.

They're very beautiful.
A lot of character.

You'd never know the owner
was completely broke.

Broke?

My team really didn't
want me coming here,

um, so I had to let them run
due diligence on your operation.

Mm-hmm, what did they find?

Well, it's a bit of a black box
really, but it seems this place

is owned by a family trust.

And apparently, they were already
awash in debt even before you arrived.

And since then, they've taken out
a number of high-interest loans,

presumably to fund the
stunning renovations.

Mm-hmm.

You've never heard of a
company using debt to grow?

Sure. But then,
this invite arrived,

out of the blue after
all these years.

Feels like a setup.

You might be on the verge of
a profound personal insight.

-In what way?
-Well, it's sad.

I mean, you feel like everyone
wants you for your money,

and that suggests a
inherent lack of self-worth.

-Did you bring me here for my money?
-I brought you here to heal, David.

-I don't need to be healed, Masha.
-Mm.

The only one of us that needs
something from the other here, is you.

We'll see.

Anyway.

If you'll excuse me, I think
I should get to breakfast.

I was, I was connecting
with my late daughter

and it was extremely
transformative.

Good morning.

-Hi.
-You seem a little off-kilter.

-Hi. I'm just...
-Are you taking the medication yourself?

I've never taken a
drug, and I never will.

You don't know what you're
missing out on, Martin.

Tough day yesterday?

Yeah.

But everyone made it back alive.

I waited for you.

Yes, well, I had
a change of plans.

It's nice of you to let me know.

I thought you could manage.

-Masha, you set me up.
-Oh, please.

Alright, let's not go
through all of this now.

It's a new day.

What about this?

No, that needs to
be tested first.

What, on whom?

Leave the details to me, Martin.

♪ I know that I can't be a few ♪

♪ I'll be myself, be myself ♪

-♪ I'm told to be over the moon ♪
-Anyone home?

-Jesus.
-Sorry.

♪ Teach myself, teach myself ♪

It's just something I...
I, um, do for l-luck.

You don't need luck,
not with your talent.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

-This...
-It's just a dust bunny.

♪ See myself ♪

No, I'm not... I'm not
Bunny, I'm... I'm Tina.

Okay, so she either spends most
of her time alone in the bedroom

or locked in the bathroom.

It's weird, right?

I mean, it's like I'm some sort
of, like, a creature or something.

It's like she treats me
like I'm a slug, you know,

like, she literally
recoils from me.

You know, this tastes a lot
less fecal this morning.

Okay, here's an example,
yeah. This morning,

I thought that she seemed a
little bit feverish, right?

So, I took a nice wet cloth

and I just ran it
across her forehead

so that she wouldn't have to
wake up in a pool of sweat.

Which I think was...
was quite sweet.

Wait, she was asleep?

-So?
-I guess...

if I had been trying to communicate
to my partner that I wanted space...

Communicating that pretty
successfully, actually.

Uh-huh, and then I found them
literally looming over me as I slept,

dripping cold
water onto my face?

Listen, guys, that's just
how it is with us, okay?

Look, I... I'm not really
a relationship kinda guy,

and Agnes obviously
is single, so...

Well, actually, I was married.

To Jesus.

Sorry, it's just not really
the same though, is it?

Oh, I don't know. He does
make a lot of demands.

Constant devotion, all kinds of rules,
and you don't really get much back.

Sounds pretty much the same.

Oh, my God.

What?

Our mysterious missing guest.

-Do you know him?
-Hello.

Or should I say, guten morgen?

David Sharpe.

Brian.

What are you in for, Brian?

I'm a disgraced puppeteer.

And, uh, this is Wolfie, an
overbearing but musical lesbian.

Hm. Hello.

And that's Agnes, a former nun.

-Agnes.
-Mm.

-Sister Agnes Romero?
-Yeah.

We've met before.

1998, I think it was.

You showed me around your
field hospital in Kosovo.

Oh, I... I'm sorry,
I don't remember.

Well, you must have had
lots of people like me

looking for a photo
opportunity for their donation.

Mm.

I should probably
go and join my son.

But I look forward to
getting to know you all.

-Wow.
-There he is.

He doesn't even recognize me.

-Do you recognize him?
-What, don't you?

That's David Sharpe, the billionaire.
He has a whole media empire.

Yeah, satellite technology.

You remember Imogen, don't you?

-Hello.
-Of course.

His network played that
tape of me losing my shit

over and over and over
again. Fucking asshole.

Didn't loads of
networks do that?

Yeah, but he started
it, and then replayed it

with particular glee, and then
everyone picked it up after that.

Imogen has three
graduate degrees.

-Really?
-Mm-hmm.

Wow. In what?

Psychology, linguistics,
and linguistic psychology.

So, um... psycholinguistics?

Uh, no. Psycholinguistics
is the study

of how human psychology allows
us to develop and learn language.

Linguistic psychology is...
it's... that's different.

-Oh, how so?
-Well, it's the study

of how our patterns of speech

affect our emotional
life. You know?

You know how some people
say, "words are violence"?

As opposed to literal violence?

I don't think she means
it in... in that sense.

Oh, no, that is.

-Oh, it is?
-No, that is what I'm trying to say.

-Yeah.
-Right, sorry, um...

So, linguistic
psychology is the study

of how and why language can
sometimes have the same...

same effect on your body
as physical assault.

Mm-hmm.

So, I was the first person
to... to start that solo study.

Does that mean you made it up?

-Uh, I pioneered it.
-I didn't think they let you do that.

They basically let you do
anything you want at NYU.

On that note, uh, cheers.

Cheers.

Yeah, what is this?

Oh, here's someone
even later than I was.

Sorry, sorry, we're here.
Deepest apologies, everyone.

Matteo and I were
engaging in some...

...morning gymnastics, and
my back went into a spasm.

He had to massage me
for a half an hour.

It's my fault, by
the way. You know...

Too much bending.

Oh, I'm sorry. Hello.

-Victoria, this is my father.
-Oh.

-David Sharpe.
-Oh.

Uh, Victoria's here with
her daughter, Imogen,

um, for the same reason
that we're here for.

Ah. And how did you break yours?

Oh, darling, let
me count the ways.

-We try though, don't we?
-Some more than others.

Motherhood. It's
a thankless gig.

Yes, and being a daughter is just
the gift that keeps on giving.

I'm certain that being a
parent has its own challenges,

much like being
a... a child, but...

but you did a... a reasonable job,
um, under the circumstances, Dad.

Oh. Thanks, pal.

Oh, oh!

Th-That is, uh... that's
quite an earthy bouquet.

Yes. Would anyone
like some of mine?

My headache just won't quit.

Mother, the drugs are
part of the experience.

Yes, dear, well, maybe tomorrow.

Okay.

I need some air.

Right, um, I should
grab some air too.

I don't need to be healed.

The only one of us that needs
something from the other here, is you.

Did you bring me
here for my money?

You're obsessing.

I routinely review footage
of all of our guests.

This is a major regression
bringing him here.

You gave me free rein to bring
whatever guests I choose.

I'm not your patient anymore.

I thought you'd learned
something from our time together.

We spent years coming to terms

with your relationship
with this man...

eradicating the shadow
it caused over your life,

helping you move
on from the past.

The only person that
gets to move on is him.

I don't need to be healed.

So, he's here to be punished.

Not punishment.

After all these years,
it feels like a setup.

A reckoning.

Oh, I don't know how
I still get so upset.

She just makes me feel
like I'm 12, you know?

Look, since getting here,

we've spent pretty much
every day together,

which I absolutely love.

Um, but if you wanted to
spend more time with your mom,

I would totally be
understanding of... of that.

Oh, how accommodating.

But I like spending
time with you.

No, me too. Um...

It's just that we both
have... have traveled so far,

um, to spend time with
our parents this week,

uh, to kind of figure out whatever
it is that we need to figure out.

Um, and I just don't want us

to be some sort of buffer...

or... or a distraction, um, to
the real reason why we're here.

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, I've loved every single
day that we've spent together,

um, and I feel as though you
articulate your emotions so well

that I've... I've looked at
mine and my dad's relationship,

and I found areas that
I really want to improve

and... and that's where
I wanna spend my energy.

How much of your energy?

All of... of my energy.

Ah. Okay.

Well...

Go fuck yourself!

It's not... it's not...
it's not us, okay?

It's not about us.
It's not about you.

I think you're amazing.

-I think you're...
-And I think

that you're a pussy who
wants to fuck his dad.

That... that's very childish.

Where the fuck am I gonna sleep?

Shut the fuck up!

It's two in the morning!

Hey, it's art, you Philistine.

Go back to bed.

So then, I lost my scholarship,
which was the very thing

that I'd given up my whole
life and moved to New York for.

The company that sponsored me,

they just pulled it like that.

One day, the headmaster
called us all to his office,

and he sat us down
and he was just like,

"They're pulling the funds."

"They're putting it
in something else."

I think it was something to do
with tax laws or some bullshit.

But like, playing violin
is your dream-dream, right?

It was, until I watched you.

-Oh, my God.
-I could never play like that.

How heartwarming.

I inspired you to
give up on your dream.

I think I'm just in
between dreams right now.

Can you see that?

What?

There, look, the clouds.

Drawing pictures in the sky.

Wow.

Do you th-think that you're
making progress so far?

I was in prison yesterday.

Right.

Well, I haven't been
arrested yet, today.

I'll take it.

I, uh...

I don't know.

What?

But when I saw that
man, David Sharpe,

when I... when I
recognized him...

I got really fucking pissed.

-How pissed?
-Like, pissed, pissed,

like fucking outta control.

It's only day four, Brian.

Be patient.

Brian. Sister Agnes.

I would just like to remind
you that we shall congregate

in the ballroom at 18 o'clock
for our evening exercise.

-Cool.
-Cool.

Um...

I also just wanted to thank
you again, Sister Agnes,

for yesterday.

Oh. I should be thanking you.

No, I... I don't
deserve your gratitude.

I feel infinitesimally small.

And that's okay, because
today's a new day.

Yes. It is.

Well, enjoy your tea.

And it'll be cool.
It'll be cool.

It'll be cool.

I'm going to take a nap.

The sheets here are amazing.

And the mattress, I have never
slept on a mattress before.

Okay. Like... like
never? Really?

I believe in you, Brian.

Regression, brought to
you by the letter "R."

Oh, fucking Sesame Street.

Stop trolling me.

Maybe you're just hopeless.

Maybe I am.

Maybe you need a hug.

I think I do.

Don't worry, Brian.

I'll never leave you.

Don't you dare.

These drugs are intense.

Wow.

Everyone, please take a seat.

Hi.

-Hey.
-Hi.

How are you feeling?

-I'm fine, I'm fine.
-I'm so glad you came.

Is it kicking in for you?

Yeah, a bit fuzzy
around the edges.

-Not unpleasant. You?
-Yeah, um...

Not as... as much
as yesterday,

but, um, it's
definitely happening.

-System's adjusting.
-Yeah, I think so.

I do hope that Masha's
taking this session, though,

-because she's meant to be the real deal.
-Yeah, that's what I heard.

Yeah.

This guy's a bit of a
bellend, to be honest.

Oh.

Immy.

Immy, come and sit next to me.

No, thank you.

Ooh.

-Mm.
-Hello, dear.

Oh.

Has your skin always
had this texture?

Oh, fur.

Mm. Mm.

Coarse, but protective.

Like the hide of a polar bear.

-Aggie, Aggie.
-Hm?

Let's just take it down
a notch, okay? I got fur.

Va-va-va-va, va-va-va-va.

Va-va-va-va-va.

Oh, hey.

Are you okay?

So, I hope you all feel
comfortable and well.

Today, we're at the ballr...

Hm, okay.

-I'm sorry.
-All good.

Welcome. Welcome to
Zauberwald Ballroom.

It's wonderful, no? It's
lovely to have you all here.

Many renowned
musicians, composers,

conductors came here.

Why? To rediscover inspiration.

That's what we're gonna do.

They would hold musical salons

and perform for each other.

And that's what we're gonna do
tonight, we're gonna perform.

We're gonna perform
for each other.

Yes! And this is not a test.

It's not a test of virtuosity.

No. It is the complete opposite.

That's what we're here to do.

But you will notice that
your, uh, morning dosage

was handcrafted to lower your
inhibitions just a little bit.

So, we are not here
to judge each other.

No. We're not.

We're not here to
judge ourselves.

We will just, in all
senses of the word, play!

I'm not... I'm not doing this.

Yes, yes, yes.
You're gonna do it.

-You are.
-No, I'm not doing it, I'm not.

Of course you are.
You're gonna do it.

You will all play and you will
remain here until you all do.

And Martin is gonna
make sure of it.

He made some mistakes yesterday.

So what? We all make mistakes.

We're gonna make
new ones. Why not?

Make a mistake! It's okay.

Remember, there are
no wrong... ♪ Notes! ♪

Bunny, come with me.

Just trust me.

Let's try.

-What?
-She's a child prodigy.

Isn't she a bit old for that?

No, when she, uh...
when she was a child.

When she was a child.

-When... when she was a child.
-That's right.

-Oh.
-Yeah.

-Bunny?
-No.

Hey, Tina.

-Bunny.
-Wolfie, no.

Wait, no, no, no,
look at me right now.

Okay, this is right now not
about her, this is about you.

This moment is about you.

Take this moment
for yourself, okay?

She will be looked after.
It's gonna be okay, okay?

-Okay.
-Yeah. Great.

Everybody, let's gather
around for a moment, please.

So, it's time for the next
phase of today's exercise,

which is free exploration.

So, may I invite you to turn your
attention away from the mind. Yeah?

And towards your body.

Listen to your body,
follow its impulses.

-Have fun.
-♪ Hey brother, get up, check the wings ♪

♪ Do what I do,
it's what I feel ♪

♪ Up to the sun,
it won't be long ♪

And just let the movements
flow wherever they go.

When you feel free, let them go!

And if you wanna throw something
out, you throw something out.

If you wanna go really
small, you go really small.

And if you wanna laugh, laugh.
And if you wanna jitter!

Then... Jitter!

Fuck!

♪ Hey brother, get
up, check the wings ♪

-Dance through your toes.
-♪ Do what I do, it's what I feel ♪

♪ Up to the sun,
it won't be long ♪

♪ And now it's time
for you to run ♪

♪ And then it's time to dance ♪

Oh, God.

You know, I've been
to every specialist.

Rheumatologists.
Fucking shamans.

No one knows why I can't play, and
I-I just don't fucking care anymore.

That's bullshit. You care.

No, I don't fucking
care. She cares.

You know, it's like, even
when she's doing nothing,

it's not nothing,
it's never nothing.

It's like, "Are
you hungry, Bunny?

"Don't eat that, Bunny.

"Here's a new fucking doctor.

Here's a new fucking
spiritual fucking healer!"

And you know what? It's not
for me. None of it is for me.

It's for her. It's
not serving me.

I'm fucking miserable,
and I'm so angry!

-At her?
-The whole situation.

She's not my
girlfriend, she's not...

She's like my caretaker,
or my manager, you know,

-or like, she's like...
-Your what?

-Say it.
-She's like my mom.

I'm fucking my mom. Fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Why don't you wanna
spend time with me?

What are you talking about?

Every time you think
we're gonna be alone,

you make sure someone
else is there.

-When?
-Don't make me give you

a list of whens, please.

How about this?

I will get rid of
Matteo for the night.

We'll have the room to
ourselves, just you and me.

We'll have a mother-daughter
slumber party.

A girls' night in, huh?

Come on. I'll be
waiting for you.

-Please?
-I don't know.

-Just tell her how you feel.
-I always tell her how I feel.

No, you don't. Tell her
how you really feel.

I do!

No! You don't even
see her as a person.

You see her as this idea, and
all you can do is look up at her

and give her love, and
devotion, and praise, and faith.

Oh, my God, so much faith!

But does she even
deserve it? Huh?

-But she needs my help.
-Does she?

But what about you?

Jesus Christ, Wolfie,
get your shit together.

What about me?

Yeah!

What about me?

Yeah. Get your
fucking shit together.

Hey, baby.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll leave you to it.

You know, actually...

it's your fault.

It's your fault I can't play. It's
your fault, and it's my mom's fault,

and it's my dad's fault, but
it's especially your fault.

You're unbearable!

Okay, you're so obsessed

with getting me back to the
way that you want me to be,

that you haven't even
taken the time to listen.

I'm listening.

I never wanted to play.

-What?
-No one gave a shit.

I was just so good, I
had to, I had to play.

And there was no prom,
there was no graduation.

There was no friends.
I didn't have any.

I didn't have any friends.

You know, I... I lost my
virginity to a piano tuner.

Okay, and all I ever
wanted was a choice,

and now, someone's
flipped off the switch,

and I have no choice.

I have no choice.

And it's too late for
me to be an astronaut

because I fucking suck at science,
and I'm scared of heights.

And it's like, I'm just
not good at anything.

I'm not good at anything. And
who's gonna love me like this?

I mean, are you? Are
you gonna love me?

Just please, just please tell
me that you're gonna love me

the way I am, please.

I thought that you were
passionate about music.

I thought that's what gave meaning
to our whole lives together.

I don't need that pressure.

You don't want that
fucking pressure?!

I loved that music.

I loved the way it made me
feel, and I loved that girl.

That girl, the one
who made that magic.

The one who made me
feel like I was magic.

And now what? You're just
gonna fucking sit here

and tell me that
she's gone, right?

What happened, she just died?

She just became some chick
who sits around all day

and plays Minecraft
and orders me around?

-I thought you liked that girl.
-I tolerated her.

I loved the other one.

And if she's really gone forever, I
don't know what I'm doing here anymore.

I think I need to be alone.

Hmm.

-So...
-Ugh.

Jesus Christ!

I... I-I'm so sorry, I
didn't mean to scare you.

What... What is this?
What are you doing?

Uh, I plan to sleep
under the stars.

-Are you on your way to your mother?
-No.

No? But she's waiting for you.

Yeah.

By the way, I'm really
happy for you two,

to be together tonight.

Mom.

Mom.

Hello?

Mom.

Mom!

Yeah.

Oh.

Hi.

Need a... need a percussionist?

I mean, I think that most intimate
relationships are fucked up.

For example, one
person holds the power

and then the other person
is just constantly...

-Wait.
-...fighting to keep up.

You've been fucking
Peter for like four days.

Okay, I've been in
evil, lesbian purgatory

for six years.

Uh, I'm talking about my mother.

I've been talking about my
mother for the last 10 minutes.

-Oh, well, oops.
-Oops.

-Okay, that's... that's my bad.
-Mm.

Um, but can I ask you
something for real, for real?

Yes.

Why do you hate your mom?

I don't hate my mom.

I adore her so much.

But she's never adored me
or, uh, even really liked me.

Listen, Imogen, I am
truly the last person

that you should talk
to about mommy issues.

But, um...

...you're working on yourself.

You're figuring yourself out.

I think that's pretty cool.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I've got some work I need to
finish up, it's time sensitive.

Yeah, but you just got here.

I know, I know, but I've just got
this one last thing to finish,

and then I'll be
available, I promise.

Yeah, but Dad, you said that you'd
spend more time when you're here.

We just did. We
just had a drink.

We're gonna have plenty of time.

So, I'll see you in the morning.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

-Mama?
-Tatiana.

I've been waiting for you.

I thought you didn't
want to see me anymore.

I always want to
see you. Always.

But tonight is a
very special night.

Tonight is the night you're
gonna meet your father.