All language subtitles for 35F5EC616881AE4C5B132425301457FA_eng (SPIDERHEAD)

Another beautiful
morning, friends,

time to rise and really shine.

As volunteers in the Spider head
Penitentiary and Research Center…

…you must do your part
and practice the golden rules,

no abuse, physical, verbal, or otherwise
and label your food in the fridge.

Jeff, please report to the
dock for remote field testing.

Okay, Jeff, we have a new
compound for you today.

- Drip on?
- If it's N-31.

Hilarious, N-40. Acknowledge?

Acknowledge.

Yeah, whenever
you're ready, Jeff.

It's really nice.

Oh, boy. Okay if we pep up
your language centers, Jeff?

Drip on?

- Sure.
- Acknowledge?

Oh, sorry. Yeah, acknowledge.

Whoa.

Hey, sorry, I'm late.

Party's here.

Such a creep.

- Where you been?
- Field trip.

Oh, right, your
phone call with Emma.

No, uh, drug study.

N-40, I think.

They have everyone on
these field trips but me.

You're still new.

I'm not that new. You
know, I'd love some sunshine.

Can I help you with the…

Nectarines and prosciutto?

What you gonna help
with? I'm done. You're late.

Open up.

Enjoy that. Get it all.

- Yeah.
- It's really good.

- Good, right?
- I hope they keep you on snack.

I always said they wasted
your talents on janitorial.

Don't be too sure about that.
I've got a bit of a scrub fetish.

- Okay.
- Hey…

- Did you notice we kinda...
- Finish each other's sentences?

I was gonna say, need new bowls.

Uh…

So, how was the N-40?

Flowers didn't grow…

They were sculpted. Painted.

I mean, I would tell you about it,
but I'm just coming down off the...

- Verbaluce.
- Yeah.

That tip-of-the-tongue feeling
when you can't find the right word

and you feel like you'll never
find the right word again?

Yeah.

Well, you're cute
when you're stupid.

Okay, but it sucks because
today was the day that…

There was something that I
was gonna tell you today, Lizzy.

Okay, well, we got time.

Yes, we do.

All we've got is time.

Okay.

What you know about this?

You know nothing about this.

So, to sum up…

I love it.

It's beautiful.

- Where do you wanna take me?
- Hmm.

What about that island, you know,
the one where they make water?

Fiji?

Fiji.

- I'll take you to Fiji.
- Thank you.

Just need a little money.

Can we go to Mark's?
For his birthday?

It was Tuesday, but he's a
celebrate-all-week motherfucker. Please?

Gotta ask the boss.

You two go have fun. I'm
gonna stay here. Okay?

- Miss you.
- Miss you more.

You cool to drive?

Ice cold.

Whoo!

Oh, Jeff, Jeff, Jeff!

Jeff!

Sorry, I'm late, Mr. Abnesti.

I'm gonna retire the
day you call me Steve.

Not late at all.

Heather, on the other hand…

Yeah, speak of the devil.

Sorry.

All right.

Oh, how rude of me. Jeff,
Heather. Heather, Jeff.

For the record, either prior to or during
your incarceration here at Spider head,

have you two ever spoken?

- No.
- No.

Ever interacted in any way?

Did I not just say no?

No.

So, what do you think?

Who are you asking?

I'm asking both of
you. Let's start with Jeff.

Yeah, she seems nice.

You like that word, but no, I
mean, how attractive is she?

What, Steve, you
can't see it for yourself?

Can you shut up, please? I'm
asking Jeff. How's she looking?

Come on, man.

- A scale of one to ten?
- Um…

Yeah, she's a seven and a half.

And, Heather?

He's all right. A
five on a good day.

Did you give her Honest-Ease?

No, I would have
to ask. You know.

I'm just kind of a bitch.

Oh.

Well, then I would like to
change my vote to an eight.

All right, uh, Jeff, Heather,

can I have your permission
to administer N-40? Drip on?

Acknowledge.

- Uh, yeah.
- Heather?

God, she's a pain in the ass.

- Acknowledge.
- Thank you.

Come on, guys.
Words, words, words.

Okay, yeah, she's
starting to look pretty good.

Oh, my…

Yeah, she's… She's
looking really, really good.

Heather?

Uh, same. Yeah.

Okay, pump up the
Verbaluce, let's get 'em talking.

Oh, God, she's so beautiful.

Yeah, don't tell
us, tell each other.

You're… Oh, my God.

You're stunning,
you're gorgeous.

Sorry, I didn't see it before.

It's okay, you're the most beautiful
woman I think I've ever seen in my life.

Thank you.

Wow.

- Yeah.
- I could, uh…

- Yeah?
- I could…

You could what, Jeff?

Oh, yeah.

Are we getting this?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God.

You okay?

Oh.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

I didn't think it was possible.

What?

I'm liking cuddling.

Please send me home
with some of this shit.

Heather…

Yes?

I love you.

Holy shit.

I love you too.

N-fucking-40, baby.

Yeah, God damn, we're good.

The love drug.

Gold star?

Not yet, not yet. No, no.

We're less interested in what we
just saw than the residual effect.

I realize you're stretched thin,
but I need you to observe these two.

After they come down, in the next
hours, days, do they seek contact?

Profess feelings when
they're in the same room?

Do they communicate
non-verbally? Look for isopraxisms.

Uh, mirrored behaviors.

People in love unconsciously
mimic each other's actions.

They scratch their faces, fiddle
with their hair at the same time.

It's like their bodies
can't help themselves.

So watch Jeff and Heather.

I want to know. I want
to know, does love…

Does this love last?

Hey, guys, thank you.

Thank you very much, no kidding.
We couldn't do it without you.

Remember, what you're feeling,

the sometimes disquieting
transitions are natural.

We're bringing you back
to baseline. More to come.

Am I back on snack?

You don't wanna know, trust me.

Me and the girls
at the group home,

we swiped lottery tickets
from convenience stores,

scratched them a
hundred at a time.

It looked like we were doing honest
work, you know, dirt under our nails.

It's not like we thought
stealing was bad, right?

No one needed it more
than us 'cause we had nothin'.

Yeah.

This one Christmas Eve, we're
drivin' through neighborhoods,

everyone's at church.

We're breaking windows,

stealing presents from under
people's Christmas trees…

Here you go.

Know what happens
the next morning?

We're openin' up other people's
sweaters, The Grinch comes on TV.

Man.

That part where he gives
back all the presents?

- I felt so bad.
- Yeah, I bet.

I cried like a little punk-ass.

Afternoon, kids.

Sarah, you know Jeff.
Jeff, you know Sarah.

Hey.

Hey.

As you know, we're
wall-to-wall today.

Boss man's breathing
down our neck.

- So, if it's cool...
- Acknowledge.

Yeah, fine. Acknowledge.

I can't watch.

Sarah or the double dose?

Sarah on the double dose.

We're all here by choice, Mark.

Is she…

Yeah, I think so.

Yes! Yes!

What's up, Ray?

Someone wrote in shit on the
bathroom stall doors, that's what.

Gross.

I'll find out who's
shit-finger. Hope it ain't you.

It's not.

Damn, I will never be as good
at anything as you are with that.

- You like that?
- Yeah.

Hey, is there a drug
to make you forget shit?

Yeah, it's called old age.

I'm looking forward to it.

How you feeling?

I'm all right. A little sore.

It must've felt pretty
good at the time though.

Yeah.

We can get you
some cream for that.

I'm fine. Thanks, though.

Hey, uh, do me a favor.

While we're at it, try not to let
the girls touch your MobiPak.

And don't… And don't
touch theirs. Okay?

I know it gets crazy in there,
but they're not made for jostling,

they can flood.

You could lose control.

Cool.

Uh, hey, Mark?

Yeah?

Can you take me off snack?

Was something wrong?
Problems with Lizzy?

Nah, just, I'm
ready for a change.

Yeah. Okay.

Thanks, man.

God damn it.

Oh, my God.

Lizzy.

Is she from Seattle?

Prescott, Arizona.

Ah, see? Jeff knows.

It's cool when folks
get acquainted.

Speaking of, I saw the
box scores this morning.

You Mariners are on a bit of a streak.
We should pipe in a game later, huh?

Yeah, that'd be great.
Who're they playing?

Crap. Hey, Mark, return this.

Uh, Jeff, please take a
seat. Another full day ahead.

If you could read the headlines,
you can't, but if you could,

the world needs our
help more than ever.

Now, we got two
rooms running today.

Pay no attention
to Dave, trust me.

Seriously, trust him.

Jeff…

All right. Recognize them?

That's very funny.

I'm gonna present you with a
choice. This is what I'm after.

- Mm-hmm.
- You see this remote?

Let's say, you can slide this button
and Sarah gets some Darkenfloxx,

or you could slide this button and
Heather gets some Darkenfloxx.

You see? You choose.

They have Darkenfloxx
in their MobiPaks?

Excuse me.

Hey, Dave, how you feeling?

Hungry.

- Could he be shit-finger?
- Yeah, maybe.

All that food's gotta
go somewhere.

Where were we? Darkenfloxx.

Mark put it in the ladies' MobiPaks
in anticipation of this very study.

That make you
feel uncomfortable?

A little.

Yeah? That's okay, it should.

But you know as well
as I it's just an agitator,

causes no permanent
damage. All right?

So what's your decision, Jeff?

Is Heather getting the
Darkenfloxx or is Sarah?

I don't know, I can't say.

Can't say or won't say? You
kinda have to, you know that.

I mean, it's random if I do.

You feel your decision
would be random?

Yeah.

This is what we're testing for…

Is any residual fondness
with… With the ladies.

So why don't you tell me how
you feel about Heather and Sarah?

How I feel?

Maybe some Verbaluce?

No.

I mean, it's not that I like 'em both,
or that I like one more than the other.

It's just, I… I just don't really feel
anything towards either of them, you know?

I mean, I can remember
feeling a certain way towards 'em,

but that's all kind of
hazy and worn off now.

And why such reluctance
to the Darkenfloxx then?

Because I was a part of I-16.

I mean, I know what it's like,
and you know what it's like.

- It's…
- Yeah.

It's… It's horrible.

And I just… I don't want
to do that to anyone.

Look, I don't know. It's random.

Okay. I'll tell you what.

I'm giving the Darkenfloxx
to Heather. Okay?

Actually, I'm gonna
give it to Sarah.

All right, Jeff,
you've convinced me.

It would to you be random,
you truly have no preference.

My preference is
that nobody gets it.

That makes two of us.

Three.

See what we just did.

With your help, we learned
a lot more about N-40.

"Luvactin," working title.

So, no one's
getting Darkenfloxx?

Not today.

But we do need to
understand N-40 a bit better.

For instance, uh, what's
the drug's duration?

What's the variable
effect of its dosage?

You and Sarah were on double
the dose of you and Heather

and yet your feelings for the
two women are largely the same.

Don't you find that interesting?

Yeah.

Hey, uh, I, uh… I'm not one to bring
Darkenfloxx in any conversation,

but we have to know more about
N-40. It could be a game-changer, Jeff.

The work we do could
help millions of people.

You ever loved?

Yeah.

Yeah, you were lucky.
Not everyone can.

You know that loneliness is as
lethal as smoking 15 cigarettes a day?

Look it up.

Imagine if we could destroy
all the world's cigarettes.

We'd have people everywhere
loving, being loved, capable of love,

and who would've
made that possible?

- Gold star for me.
- Yeah.

Yeah. And your new
friend, N-40. Yay for us.

Yay.

Okay. Thank you, ladies.

Excuse you, Jeff.

Hey. Everything okay?

Yeah.

They don't know how close they
came to getting Darkenfloxxed.

Yeah, I know. I get it.

But listen, man, think if you'd had
the benefit of one of our products

before your fateful night…

What is it you want, Jeff,
more than anything in the world?

To go back.

What you want is redemption.

And this is how
you're gonna find it.

Yeah, thanks.

Hey.

Hey.

Meatball?

Yeah, sure.

Ah, sorry.

It's all right. I suck
at this game anyway.

- Hey, I wanted to...
- Hey, Jeff.

Ah, Free Fridays.

Lucky.

Say hi to the missus for me.

Hi, it's Emma. Leave
a message or don't.

Hey, babe, you're probably getting
sick of me leaving these things for you,

but I just wanted to tell you the
usual that I miss you and I'm sorry.

Something else I
wanna tell you too.

I, uh, met someone.
Yeah, her name's Lizzy.

She kinda reminds
me of you a little bit.

So maybe I'll finally
stop bugging you.

This'll be my last, "I'm sorry."

Yeah, come in.

Ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas, Lizzy.

- Have you been a nice girl?
- This is…

This is Santa?

Hello!

Thought this might cheer us up.

Aww. Wow.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

Ew! Ugh!

God.

It's not actually
Christmas though, is it?

October?

- Yeah, just a guess.
- Okay.

I'd play "Jingle Bells,"
but we get this instead.

You know what? I'll
make some eggnog.

- Mm.
- Yeah?

- Ooh, Santa like eggnog.
- Not the Santa voice.

Hey, Rogan.

Go fuck yourself.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

- No way, guys. Come on.
- Just relax.

We know what it does. Okay?
We've all seen what it does.

It's already proven. This
isn't some type of skin show.

Tell 'em, Rogan.

I don't know what you're
talkin' about. But fuck all y'all.

- He has a future in greeting cards.
- I can fuckin' hear you!

Guys, listen,
listen to me, okay?

I've never been with a… Uh…

No offense, man. If
you have, that's fine.

It's not my thing. Whatever.

Look, Mark, I'm
not recovered, man.

I asked for cream,
nobody brought me cream.

So I'm not doing this. I won't.

No, I'm not. No! No! No! No!

I'm not, I won't. I
won't acknowledge.

Jeff, chill pill. It isn't what you
think. No romance novels today.

Huh.

Your loss.

Funny.

That's it, guys. Thanks.

What the fuck was that about?

Ping-pong tournament
set for Saturday.

Please see Ray if
you're interested.

- Oh, hi, Jeff.
- Hey, Heather.

It's not the time.

Did Mr. Abnesti ask you who
to Darkenfloxx, me or Rogan?

- He did present me with that dilemma...
- Heather.

Did you recently have sex
with Rogan in addition to me

and fall in love with
him like you did with me?

Jeff, come on.

That's an accurate
assessment of what's going on.

- Heather, put a sock in it.
- Okay.

Jeff, what are you doing?

Now she's looking for her sock.
You get very literal on Verbaluce.

Yes, I'm aware. Thank you.
Show yourself out, close the door.

- Okay.
- Well done.

Please show yourself
out, thank you.

- Jesus Christ, Jeff. It's...
- Wow. Yeah.

What's going on, huh?

- So everybody's just fucking everyone?
- Language.

Everyone's fucking everyone.

- Relax.
- And being asked to Darkenfloxx everyone.

It's experimental design.

I don't make the rules,
it's the Protocol Committee.

Why don't you take
a look? Look. Here.

Here you go. Huh?

You think I want to do this?

Let me close the door.

Mark, I mean, look, man,

I've been on some
crazy-ass project teams, right?

But this one… Yeah,
this one doesn't feel right.

Jeff, you know, I
sympathize, but only to a point.

I gotta take off my friendship
hat for a second and remind you,

your presence in this facility,

while technically a punishment,
is a privilege. Is it not?

You applied for it, you
were approved for it.

You could as easily be at
State with the general pop

and you would be
playing pitch-and-catch,

in your case catch,
with the likes of Rogan.

You don't wanna know
what he did in his last prison.

And secondly, our open-door
policy is my greatest pride.

I can come visit
you, you can visit me.

Even in my quarters or
up here in the Spider head.

No other penal institution in the world
boasts such a respectful relationship

between the jailer
and the jailed.

No bars, no guards, that's only
possible in a culture of mutual respect.

Okay? Mutual respect. I
don't burst in on you, do I?

Huh?

- No.
- No.

So, you don't burst in on me.
We must honor that or it's my ass.

Doors close, locks go on,

suddenly we're no different
from anywhere else, you get it?

Yes.

Jesus, is it all
that terrible here?

Huh? I'm asking 'cause
I've taken great pains, Jeff.

It's very nice.

The food, the
ping-pong, arcade games,

freedom within reason to
move around as you please.

I've insisted on that for you.

I've flirted with violating
state compliance standards,

- at no small risk to me.
- I know.

In front of my bosses,
my boss' bosses.

Back me up here, Mark.

- Hmm? Come on, say something.
- He's right.

At least you could
return the sentiment.

It's the least you could do.

I'm sorry.

Okay? I…

It's just, all this talk of Darkenfloxx,
it gets me on edge. Okay?

I hate this, Jeff
and I'm sorry. Okay?

I just…

I need to know if
we can count on you.

Can we count on you in the
future to honor our arrangement?

Hey, Sarah.

This time, next week, we'll have
our last gold star, don't you think?

Mark, smile once in a while,
okay? We're changing the world.

Yeah.

Not you too.

Listen, Darkenfloxx
is a tool, okay?

It's gonna help us figure
out the important shit.

This time, next week, right
back in the drawer, I promise.

Yeah? What?

Well, just something Jeff said
about wanting a drug to forget.

You need to relax, okay?

Enjoy your weekend, Mark.

Hit the mainland,
clear your head.

You need it. We both do.

Maybe wings, beer, Skee-Ball,
whatever you kids are into?

Yeah, um… Oh, I think Skee-Ball.

Okay.

Bye, Mark.

Holy fucking shit.

I mean, it's hard to
describe without Verbaluce,

but just imagine the worst
you've ever felt times ten,

and even that doesn't even
come close to it, honestly, I mean…

I felt like I was on fire.

I wished I was on fire.

I would have set myself on
fire to make it stop. It's horrible.

So they give this
Darkenfloxx to someone?

I mean, not this time.

Well, that's good.

Jesus, you're shaking.

You're a good guy.

Look, I heard from Mark that
you asked to be taken off snack.

I assume that meant
away from me, right?

It's 'cause of, uh…

Emma?

Yeah.

No, she's…

She's moved on.

It just helps to hear
her voice sometimes.

Yeah, I know. Of
course, I get it, you know.

This place can really
mess with your head.

I mean, they've been testing me up
and down a lot weirder stuff than usual.

It's just been
really tough lately.

Sometimes, it's hard to remember
who I was before I came in here.

But, Lizzy…

When I'm with you…

That's the only time I
really feel like myself.

Hands up, Mark.
Come on. There you go.

So, I had a big idea for G-46.

Oh, yeah? What, Laffodil?

Yes, uh, we sell
it to comedy clubs.

That's a little idea,
Mark. No offense.

Offense kind of taken.

Whoo-hoo!

What do I keep
saying to you, huh?

I don't know, "Shut up, Mark"?

I say you gotta think huge.

You look at the world through
the wrong end of binoculars.

That's weird. Don't be weird.

Hey, uh, what time do we start?

Ten minutes.

Why don't you hit
me? We got time.

Come on, hit me. Let's go.

- Two?
- Uh, make it three.

Remember, at
least 12 hours apart.

Yeah, I've heard the
dosing schedule. Thank you.

Say it. Come on, you've
been wanting to for a while.

Best shot.

You of all people...

Should understand the risks?

That's what I'm trying to do.

- We can assess risks without taking them.
- Oh, can I?

Someone has to answer
for our products, Mark.

Doesn't that occur to you?

Life out there is not life in
here, okay? Shit is messy.

It's out of our control. This
is new frontier stuff here.

And when, not if, when one of
our compounds falls on its face,

one of us has to stand in
front of a bereaved loved one,

or Mike Wallace, or God forbid,
a jury, and answer for what we do.

What we made and
bottled and named and sold.

Is that gonna be you?

No, it's gonna be
the guy who can say,

"You're right I stand behind
our shit. I've taken it myself."

Mike Wallace is dead.

Really? Hard to keep
track. Ed Bradley then.

Also dead.

Morley Safer?

Shit. Better to think someone's
dead, and find out they're alive.

Yeah, when you first hired me...

Yeah, you
disapproved. Duly noted.

Hey, Jeff, how are you?

- Hey.
- Sorry, I didn't mean to…

That's cool. Maybe a bit
of advance notice next time.

Sure.

Yeah, shall we?

Nobel Prize ain't
gonna win itself.

Mark?

I'm gonna freshen up,
so be down in a second.

Shit.

- Is Heather…
- On her way.

Beautiful people get
away with too much.

I say that having benefited
myself from time to time.

Heather, thanks for
joining us. Be right with you.

All right, uh, Jeff, I want
to start by apologizing.

No, look, I shouldn't
have walked in on you.

Oh. No, not that. Uh…

Remember the other
day when I asked you

which girl to give the Darkenfloxx
to and you said neither?

Yeah.

That was good enough for me, but
apparently not the Protocol Committee.

- Mm-hmm.
- Three Horsemen of Anality.

They're not convinced you
don't have residual feelings

for Heather and Sarah.

So, unfortunately today we gotta
do a kind of a confirmation trial.

This time per the
Protocol Committee, Mark,

uh, instead of me asking you
which girl to give the Darkenfloxx to,

which the Protcom felt was,
they say, "too subjective,"

we're gonna give the girl the
Darkenfloxx and then see what you say.

Once again on some Verbaluce.

You refreshed his MobiPak?
His quantities good?

They are. Plus I
already told you they are.

And what about Heather's?

You stood right there
and watched me, Steve.

That I did, Mark.

Sorry, Jeff, we're
a little tense today.

Not an easy day and everyone's
a little bit uncomfortable about this.

I don't want you to
Darkenfloxx Heather.

Okay, good start.

Uh, is that because you
love her? Feelings of love?

No, I mean, I
already told you that.

Yeah, uh, and I agreed,

but is this confirmation trial
about what you and I want?

Not so much.

What it is about is about
us recording what you say

as you observe Heather
getting Darkenfloxxed

for five minutes, that's all.

One five-minute trial. Okay?

So, here we go
with the Verbaluce.

Drip on, Jeff?

Oh, come on, Jeff.

You should be flattered.
Did we choose Rogan?

You're afraid of Rogan.

Yeah, Rogan could kill
you with a box of Kleenex.

But no, we deemed your level of speaking
more commensurate with our data needs.

Drip on?

God, did you even
know Heather's story?

You don't. Legally, you can't.

But does it involve whiskey,
gangs, patricide? I can't say.

But can I imply that her past did not
exactly include a dog named Lassie

and a lot of family talks about the
Bible while grammy sat doing macramé?

Can I suggest if… Mark, empty.

Can I suggest if you
knew Heather's past,

making her feel briefly sad,
nauseous, and/or horrified,

it might not seem like the
worst idea in the world?

I don't know.

Am I a monster, Jeff?

Do I remember
birthdays around here?

Who took you up in his
seaplane that one time?

- You.
- Yeah. And when we had

that outbreak of athlete's foot,
and your feet were rashed up,

did a certain individual
rush to pick up a prescription,

paying for it with his
own personal money?

- That was nice.
- Yeah.

Seems unprofessional
to bring up now.

Come on, Jeff, what do
you want me to say here?

Huh? Your Free
Fridays are at risk?

Look, I'm trying to
help, Mr. Abnesti.

Steve!

Can you make a call for me?

Yeah, all right.

Let me give it a
shot. Okay? BRB.

Lizzy.

Uh, Mr. Abnesti.

- My father in the room?
- Huh?

Who am I kidding? He
split when I was eight.

Shit, man. I'm sorry.

We're so happy
to have you, Lizzy,

and not just 'cause
of your culinary skills.

You won best brisket at the
Prescott Barbecue Festival,

three years running?

How did you know that?

- It's my business to know.
- Wow.

You know, myself,

- I find brisket a little bit fibrous, but…
- Hmm.

Okay.

Did we snag you those
copper pots you're after?

I've been meaning to thank you.

Stop it, stop it, unnecessary.

You've been such
a welcome addition.

- It's the least I could do.
- Thank you.

Mm.

In fact, you know,
you made me feel, uh…

Made me feel
a little bit foolish.

- Foolish?
- Yeah.

Just, you get someone's file

and, uh, you form these
preconceptions, even when you know

there were plenty of circumstances
and not so many fair shakes.

You still judge.

Hmm.

Anyone else here, um, know?

Oh, no. Our little secret.

Yeah.

Whoo!

This is good. A thousand
copper pots for Java like this.

Or maybe a field trip? An
Arizona girl-in-the-sunshine, huh?

Hi, Jeff. Uh…

I'm sorry, man.

Unfortunately, the
committee was very firm.

They insisted the test must
be continued as scheduled.

Otherwise, they're threatening
to remove you from this program

and send you back to State.

They need you to
acknowledge, Jeff.

Okay, I'm gonna ask
you one last time. Drip on?

Yeah, acknowledge.

Thank you.

Heather, hello again.

Good morning, again.

Drip on?

Acknowledge.

Okay, Mark.

I don't like this.

Please. It's hurting.

What's wrong with me?

- It can't hurt you.
- Shit.

Jeff, speak a lot, in detail. Let's
make something useful with this.

Heather just vomited.

She appears to be in
a highly aversive state.

Why don't you back us
up? What happened first?

She started to cry.

She seems confused
by how she's feeling.

Now she's crying harder.
She seems unable to sit still.

And what are you feeling?

- Melancholy. Culpability.
- Oh, no, please.

Mm-hmm.

Go on.

No, no, no.

All I can think is
Heather was once a child.

Loved by her mother and father…

…neither foreseeing that one
day she might do a terrible thing.

A thing that would separate
her once and for all from love.

Good, go on.

Divorce her from joy and
cause her unspeakable sadness.

And do you love her?

Help! Please! Please!

No.

Hang in there, Jeff.

Hey, Mark. Any
vestige of romantic love

in Jeff's words?

- No.
- Great.

Just basic human feeling.

Excellent.

Steve.

- Mm?
- I think it's flooding.

Get back!

Back off.

I did. The effects not...

Try more red.

Heather is in great torment.

- Back it off.
- It's not working.

Heather, listen to me. Sit down,
don't raise a finger, that's an order.

Get away from me, please!

Are you kidding me?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Jesus.

This is bad. Get in there, go.

Shit.

Heather's destroying
everything within reach.

Sit down. That is an order.

I'm responsible.

Stay the fuck away from me!

I facilitated...

Heather, listen to me, deep breaths,
everything's gonna be fine, okay?

Just relax.

Heather!

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my God. Oh,
my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit!

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit.

God damn it, Mark.

I don't feel a pulse.

What is wrong with you?
I told you to back it off.

What? What? What?
I… I did back it off.

- Forget your…
- I told you this would happen.

She did not respond
to my direct order.

You're talking shit.

You are afraid to commit… I
told you every time, don't hesitate!

I give an instruction,
do what I say!

"Abnesti Pharmaceuticals"?

Steve, I warned you.

- You did not.
- This is his company.

- I told you.
- Do not blame me!

You did not listen, I told
you. This is your fault.

I told you. I told you.

- Give me…
- You remember that?

"Bingo"?

You think I have one job?

N-40.

Can I have your permission
to administer N-40? Drip on?

Acknowledge.

You see this remote?

Let's say, you can slide this button
and Sarah gets some Darkenfloxx.

I-16.

What the hell?

- Where are you going?
- Shut up, Mark.

B-6.

I know it gets crazy in there,
but they're not made for jostling,

they can flood.

It's not your fault.

Not your fault.

This has gone too far.
We need to report this.

Grow up. You shouldn't act like
we've crossed some sort of line here.

The time to worry about crossing
lines was a lot of lines ago.

If anyone finds out what
happened to Heather,

they'll shut us down, Mark.

Everything I've
accomplished will be lost,

and don't think they'll
just come after me.

You'll go down too.

Yeah.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Okay, this was awful.

But what do I always
tell you? Hmm?

Pressure forms diamonds.

Yeah.

This is fine, okay?

You and I, we're gonna
redouble our efforts.

We're gonna gold star B-6,
and we'll change the world, Mark.

And Heather? Heather died
for the best of causes, okay?

Okay.

"Okay" okay?

- Okay.
- Yeah?

- Okay.
- Yeah? Sure? Huh?

Come on, there you are.

Hey, just go take
some time, relax.

Whatever helps you
forget, get out of here, go on.

Damn it.

Is she dead?

She's not the best.

That's not fair. Yeah.
Yes, she's gone.

This, uh… You know,
this is science, Jeff.

And in science, we have
to explore the unknown.

The unknown can
lead to the unforeseen,

- and we had no way of predicting that...
- I get it.

Uh, your tone of
voice there, Jeff,

which I perfectly understand.

But be fair. You think what
happened today, you think I liked it?

I didn't. I'm a person
too, you know, I…

I have feelings, and no one is
more broken up about this than me.

But in the long run, our
work will help ease suffering,

it'll save lives, not just
one life, many lives.

We're making the
world a better place.

Are we?

Yes, Jeff, we are.

You should be proud.

Personal sadness aside,
you did terrific in there.

We all did terrific.
Heather, especially.

Right up into the
point where she…

You know, it wasn't
her finest moment,

but everything prior to
that, she was doing great

and she'll never be forgotten.

What?

It's just tough.

Yeah.

Can I get you something
for how you're feeling?

I swear, G-46 is
good shit, right?

Yeah.

Maybe not change-the-world
shit, but it's good shit.

It's definitely good shit.

It's hard to have even one
sad thought on this stuff.

What's your worst memory?

What?

I'm sorry, that's
a stupid question.

Mine, uh… Mine was… I was…

I was eight years old

and, uh, my dad told me he was
gonna take me to summer camp.

I was so excited.

And he dropped me off, and it
turns out it wasn't summer camp,

it was foster care…

…and I never saw him again.

Oh, my God.

I'm laughing too.

That's just so terrible, man.

It seems funny. Try it.

He never came back.

He never came back.
Not even for a weekend.

I'm actually sorry
to hear that, man.

Damn.

Oh, the dose is too strong.

God.

Man, look at us, huh?

Jeff and Steve.

Steve and Jeff hanging out.

Friends.

Ehh…

What?

Come on, we're up here together.

Enjoying the view. That's
a friendly thing to do.

You can… Well…

You can walk out that
door anytime you want.

I can't.

No, I can't. Not anymore.

What's stopping you?

The same thing that's stopping you
and every decision I've ever made.

The ones that led
me here to this place.

This is my one true love, Jeff.

And once you fall in love,
it's hard to fall back out.

Okay.

Jeff and Steve…
stuck at summer camp.

To Jeff and Steve.
Not that different.

Get that fucking
thing away from me!

Lizzy, listen. Deep breaths.
Everything's gonna be fine.

Please!

For the record, can you tell
us what you're so afraid of?

Get it the fuck away!

The Verbaluce isn't doing shit.

Yeah.

This one's a goodie.

Phobica.

Please stop it! Please stop!

Make people afraid of
things that are bad for them.

What, like gluten?

Yeah. Or thinking too much.

Please, get that fucking
thing away from me!

I'm worried about
post-traumatic stress.

From the stapler?

Hey, Lizzy? Lizzy,
it's just a stapler.

Just get away now!

What, should we pack it in?

Steve, should we pack it in?

Yeah, okay.

The worst one yet. By far.

How do you feel now?

Not afraid. Just, uh…

Ashamed?

Yeah, I hate that feeling.

I couldn't stand feeling
that way in front of you.

That's why I asked
to be off snack.

You know, all the
years I spent at State.

I come here, and I'm, like…

Is this place even
really so much better?

Hmm.

I mean, I'd take
some beat downs.

Instead of having a fear
of a goddamn stapler.

Why do we keep saying yes?

Acknowledge,
acknowledge, acknowledge.

And for what? A
private hall pass?

A bedroom to ourselves?
Copper freakin' pots? I mean…

All the times you've
said yes, why did you?

I guess I felt
like I deserved it.

That's what I've been
meaning to tell you, Lizzy.

Yeah. I think I
might go with them.

Hey.

Hey. Wait up.

She can't live without me.

You cool to drive?

Ice cold.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Oh, Jeff, Jeff, Jeff!

Jeff!

Emma. Come on, baby. Come on.

Emma! Come on, baby. Come on.

Hey, babe.

I know you're probably getting sick
of me leaving these things for you,

but I just wanted to tell you
the usual that I miss you…

And I'm sorry.

The mailbox for
this customer is full.

It cannot receive any
more messages at this time.

I'm so sorry.

Two counts, voluntary
manslaughter.

And that doesn't
include Heather.

Don't do that to yourself.

That's not on you.

You did everything you could.

No.

I said "acknowledge."

And I don't even know why.

You're a good soul.

We're bad. We're very bad.

For what it's worth, I think
we're the least of all evils in here.

Yeah? What makes you say that?

You hear things.

Oh, you hear things?

Yeah. You know Ray?

Mm-hmm.

So, after four times in jail
for drugs, Ray went to rehab

and then to what they
call a rehab refresh,

which is basically for people
who are so immune to rehab,

- it stops working.
- Hmm.

But he must have been immune to
that too, because then came his biggie.

Triple murder.

Yeah, his dealer, the dealer's sister,
and the dealer's sister's boyfriend.

Shit, man.

You know Rogan?

- Big diesel Rogan. Hell, yeah.
- Yeah.

- Who doesn't know Rogan?
- He came home.

Found his girlfriend cheating on him
and threw her out an eight-story window.

Oh, shit.

She did not survive.

Crazy.

Yeah, I don't get it.

- Like, how's it possible, man?
- What?

If we're all so bad,
where's the bad?

You guys are up late.

Yeah.

Cheat day.

Oh, Jeff, we may wanna reconsider
the community snack bowl, given, uh…

Shit-finger.

Yeah. Have a wonderful evening.

- And you.
- And you.

Bingo.

Yes.

Okay. I understand. Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Hey, Jeff, thanks for coming
in. How're you feeling?

Uh, I'm good.

All right, good. Uh, listen,
this breaks my heart wide open.

But Protcom are insisting on
one last trial to establish a baseline.

Uh, we…

You have to administer Darkenfloxx to
someone you've never shared N-40 with.

Someone who?

That's what breaks my
heart, Jeff. It really does.

Eh, Mark, if you would.

No. Sorry, I can't do it.

Of course you can, Jeff.

This is the last time anyone's
gonna get Darkenfloxxed, okay?

Yeah, uh, Lizzy
doesn't deserve this.

It won't go as far this
time. You have my word.

You're not listening to me.

Jeff, come on. You sound nothing
like the guy that first arrived here.

That guy would've done
anything to make his crime right.

Would you just shut up, man?

I'm not doing it.

Calm.

Maybe we should
take the night. Yeah?

Things always feel
better in the morning.

Yeah, sure.

Just remember, Jeff, uh, what you did
won't have to happen to anyone again.

Drugs like this will
prevent places like this.

No more damage, no
more damaged people.

Only you can
prevent another you.

Double his dose.

I know you're struggling,
but this will help.

What's in the red one?

Sorry.

It's just a toy.

The red one's a
placebo. We put it...

Stop.

Just stop.

There is no Protocol
Committee, is there?

This is his company.

I saw his letterhead.

Abnesti Pharmaceuticals.

He's the one in charge

and he's naming the drugs
using a goddamn Bingo card, Mark.

What are you doing
working at a place like this?

I mean, all this talk of
N-40, I call bullshit, man.

Abnesti doesn't care about love.

No, he cares about the red one.

B-6.

How can you go along with this?

You could work anywhere.

Why here? Why him?

There are so few geniuses.

He promised me we
would change the world.

I just wanted to help people.

You still can.

Hey, Jeff, man of the hour.

Hope you got some sleep,
thought things over, yeah?

Why don't you, uh,
take the driver's seat?

Mark's out today.

He's got a stuffed
up nose or something.

Millennials, huh?

Sorry, that's a…
It's an unfair word.

You think about it,
someone arbitrarily decides

that everyone born between this
date and that date, they all act the same.

It's like a… A
horoscope, but stupider.

You and Mark are nothing alike.

I don't know.

It was Mark who
made me reconsider.

Ah.

Well, I'll forgive his sniffles.

Anyway, so it's you and
me and Lizzy, makes three.

How're you doing, Lizzy?

Could use some Vitamin D.

We'll get you some
sunshine soon enough.

All right, Jeff.

Uh, I filled Lizzy's vials with the
last of the Darkenfloxx this morning.

Dumped the rest. Gone.

Shall we put this thing
behind us for good?

Fine. Let's do this.

Lizzy? Drip on?

Yeah, acknowledge.

And, Jeff, give Lizzy
the Darkenfloxx.

Sorry.

Hmm?

The answer is still no.

J… Jeff.

Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Okay. What are we up
against here, Jeff? Huh?

You think you love her?
You don't even know her.

I swear, the judgment on
display in this fucking building!

How about a little
share circle, huh? Yeah.

Why don't you tell
Jeff what you're in for?

- I don't care.
- That's what love is.

Getting to know each other.
Let's get to know each other.

Doesn't matter.
She already told me.

- Oh, did she?
- Robbery. Big deal.

Really? Is that what
you told him, Lizzy?

Your future husband,
father of your kids.

He deserves to know the
truth. Tell him. Come on.

Hmm?

You don't have to.

Come on. Tell him.

Come on, Lizzy,
tell him. Tell him.

No? All right, I'll do it. Okay?

It's cool. I got your files right
here. Let's, uh… Let's see.

Yeah? Let's find
out about Lizzy.

- Get to know each other.
- I don't need you to.

- I know who I am and what I've done.
- Elizabeth Dianne Harris.

Born in Prescott, Arizona.

- Raised in a group home…
- I don't need you to. I know who I am.

I know who I am! I'm the
mother who killed her baby.

That's who I am, Jeff.

The mother who forgot
her little girl in her car

at a Walmart parking
lot in July for three hours…

While I went to work.

One count, reckless endangerment.
One count, manslaughter

of my nine-month-old
little girl.

My own…

My own flesh and blood.

Now, I don't know what kind
of sick-ass experiment this is,

but whatever he wants you to do to
me, come on, let's get on with it, okay?

The quicker we get over
with, it'll be better for all of us.

Come on, man. You can't hurt me.

You can't hurt me.

There's no greater pain
than having to wake up

every fucking morning
without her. Okay?

And I know you
think you love me,

but anything in me worth
loving died with her long ago.

So, come on. Let's do
it. Come on. Give it to me.

Fucking give it to me.

Give it to me! Fucking
do your job, Jeff!

Give it to me!

Give it to me.

Please.

Sorry.

What's so funny?

Uh, no…

Her sitting in there,
this whole thing,

you with that phone,
everyone acting all serious.

Is it just me who
finds this amusing?

Yeah.

Only you.

Mark's not sick, is he?

- Give me that.
- No.

Stop it. Stop it, you're
scaring me, okay?

Just stop. Stop.
Please don't hurt me.

Don't… Don't hurt me. Okay?

Oh, fuck. Christ.

God…

Mark spiked my MobiPak.

That's right. He emptied my
MobiPak and gave you Darkenfloxx.

He's coming back here
right now with the police.

How could he?

He and I… You and I were…

Make it stop!

- Can I get you something…
- Make it stop!

…for how you're feeling?

That was the first
thing you said to me…

…the acknowledgement that you needed
for the most important study of them all.

- And what did we say?
- Yes!

What were we saying yes to, huh?

What were we agreeing to put
in our bodies every single day?

B-6.

It doesn't make you
happy or hungry or horny.

It makes you do as you're told.

"Laugh, stop laughing. Eat,
stop eating. Fuck, stop fucking!"

You weren't testing those other
drugs. You were testing B-6.

Yeah. Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What were you gonna call it?

Fine then.

What were you going to call it?

O-B-D-X.

Obediex.

And it did work.

Enough for you to live amongst killers.
But not enough for a gold star. Why?

B-6 had to be perfect.

The goal wasn't obedience.

It was absolute obedience
without exceptions.

We had to know, could
we get you to follow an order

antithetical to your deepest
values and emotions.

Do the very thing you'd
least want to do in the world.

Hurt someone you love.

B-6 could force you to repeat
the precise act you most regretted,

to harm another,
someone you held dear.

It could force anyone
to do anything.

I trusted you.

We trusted you with our lives!

You made us do all
this shit to each other,

thinking it was our
choice, but it was yours.

You took away our...

Your what? Your free will, Jeff?

Oh, God. Where
did that get you, huh?

Can't you picture it?

A world filled with people
who do as they're told.

We'd be selling peace
and harmony itself.

The ability to compel people to
act on behalf of the greater good.

Behave, not as they want,
but as they damn well should.

No more drunks crashing
cars. Husbands killing wives.

Kids left at summer camp.

What does it matter? B-6 failed.

I want you to tell the world
what you did to Heather.

Man, I could go to… I could
go to prison, it would ruin me.

Everything I built. I
could go to prison, Jeff.

Jeff and Steve.
Not that different.

Yeah.

What's so funny?

You were free to go
seven months ago.

And Lizzy, her appeal just
fell on very sympathetic ears.

She's been free for a week.

She's walking
out of here. Today.

Open the front door.

I'm gonna make sure you never
do this to anyone ever again.

Give me the knife.

I said… give it to me.

Why?

Because I told you to, Steve,

and because I put enough B-6 in
your veins to tame a goddamn lion.

Really works, huh?

Not when someone has been told
to kill the only thing he's ever loved.

I learned that from you.

I just Darkenfloxxed
Lizzy. All four vials.

Hey.

It's okay. You're okay.

It's okay.

I'm so… I'm so sorry.

For what?

I'm sorry I lied.

Lizzy, I love you.

Nothing you said or
did is gonna change that.

Friends and neighbors,

I'm sorry to interrupt,
particularly with news like this.

We have an attempted escape.

Most of you know Jeff and Lizzy.

Most of you know Jeff and Lizzy,

and it saddens me to my core
that they have misled the authorities

who are on the way here now.

I explained that that would
mean the end of the program

and the comfortable life that it
affords us all, but they wouldn't listen.

Oh, no.

Do any of you relish the
thought of returning to State?

What would you be
willing to do to prevent that

to preserve the noble mission…

Fuck!

…to which we've
devoted our lives?

Fucking piece of shit!

Stop Jeff and Lizzy,
not for me, for you.

Fuck!

Shit-finger?

I knew it was you, snack man.

There they are!

Come on, get 'em.
Get up! Come on!

Hold on, Dave.

I have a key to the pantry.

It has food in it
for, like, six months.

Awesome. Thanks.

Alpha Whiskey Delta,
departing to the north.

Alpha Whiskey Delta…

…on climb, 2,000 feet,

heading east to track zero…

Sorry.

Zero-nine-zero…

Heading zero…

Alpha Whiskey Delta, that
transmission was gargled.

Do you require any assistance?

Handle your…

Handle your… Handle your shit.

Alpha Whiskey Delta,
confirm intentions.

We have you bearing northwest,
315, descending below 500 feet.

Do you copy?

Glide slope. Pull up.

Glide slope. Pull up.

Glide slope. Pull up.

It's beautiful.

Sun feels nice.

I wish there was a
self-forgiveness drug.

You take it and
everything starts over.

Everyone you ever loved,
you did right by them.

Treated them like gold and
you feel like it's all ahead of me.

This beautiful life,
all the pleasures of it.

The love I could give,
the good I could do.

But there's no drug like that.

So, we're gonna have
to do it for ourselves.