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[cheesy upbeat music]

[person whistling]

♪ ♪

[fluorescent bulbs buzzing]

♪ ♪

- [whispering] Hey, Byron.

You like what you see?

Yeah?

You wanna get a little closer?

Let's get right in there.

Let's get right into this filthy,

disgusting, public urinal.

You like that, you sick fuck?

- Who are you talking to?

- [normally] No one. Nobody.

No one--no one's here.

- I know. That's why I asked.

- [chuckles] What's up?

- Oh, um,

just wanted to drop this off to you if you might need it.

- Mm.

- I'm sorry Jerry has you doing all the--

all the "shit work." [chuckles]

Literally.

- Well, I'm happy to do it.

I'll do it all day, every day.

It's my pleasure.

- Kay.

I'll let you do that, then.

- Thanks, Jay.

- Kay.

[angelic choir singing]

♪ ♪

- You think anyone ever took a big shit in here,

you little bitch?

[upbeat electronic music]

♪ ♪

- Flowers for me, Herb?

- These were here.

They were up on the porch. That's the signal, right?

When you want to talk about Hazel?

- [shushes]

Yes. Come on in.

- You're not wearing the habit today, hmm?

- Well, I'm at home.

- Are you wearing makeup?

- Scone, honey?

- Listen, Judiff. Um...

With our, uh, past history, um,

you may have taken me coming to you about Hazel

as a signal of something more.

But I just need to remind you that

I'm not available like that.

- Anyway,

California is a two-party consent state.

Viewing and recording Hazel without her permission

is illegal.

But that also means his violation of her

legalized my surveillance of him.

Catch my drift?

- Sort of, yeah.

- This is where you come in.

I need you to help me lure Byron out of the Hub

so we can catch him in the act.

Get his admission on tape.

- Mm, yeah, that's-- that's gonna be tough.

Byron almost never comes out of that Hub.

- Billionaire tech mogul Byron Gogol,

notorious for being a recluse,

was spotted as a man about town in Los Angeles yesterday,

and you won't believe where we saw him.

Wow, it's like catching a sighting of Bigfoot.

- God, the paparazzi are still outside.

How, how am I supposed to prove

I can do things like a regular guy

when there are swarms of people watching my every move?

Bennett!

- That's the thing, sir.

You're not a regular guy.

- I-- [clears throat]

- That being said, here are some photos of you

with the headline, "Byron Gogol, regular guy."

- You're in these photos.

- I know. It's kind of cool.

- It's a absolute nightmare.

[breathing deeply]

Where's the Hazel cam?

[soft tense music]

- You said you weren't gonna look at it

while you're out here.

To achieve the full effect of being normal,

you told me not to give it to you under any circumstances.

♪ ♪

It's in my room.

♪ ♪

- [laughs]

- [laughs]

- I'm not gonna watch it, Bennett.

- Oh, good for you, sir.

- You're gonna watch it,

and you're gonna tell me what she's doing.

[Holy Hive's "Float Back to You"]

[downbeat music]

♪ ♪

[soda opens]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Hold my breath ♪

♪ Never check the time ♪

♪ ♪

♪ My heart beats ♪

♪ When I stand in line ♪

♪ ♪

- "Hazel, please find somewhere to be tonight.

"It's my anniversary with Diane and we need private Time.

At Least Three Hours. Dad."

[shudders]

- ♪ Going to the place where we unwind ♪

- It's your anniversary, huh?

[sighs]

Good for you.

♪ ♪

I hated my anniversaries.

Byron never took me anywhere, either.

♪ ♪

Do you wanna hear the worst one?

[dissonant notes]

- Happy anniversary.

[delicate piano music]

[both chuckle]

- Oh.

I wanted these.

- I know you did. [smooches]

I took the day off of work.

So I'm all yours. What do you wanna do?

♪ ♪

- Um...

- Anything off the top of your head.

♪ ♪

- Um--

- Tell me anything.

- Well, this is silly and...

♪ ♪

There's this band that's playing tonight

called Warpaint.

I used to really like them. They're playing tonight in LA.

And we could--we could go.

- Oh.

[tense notes]

- But I don't know why I'm even bringing it up.

Because we--

we wouldn't go.

- Why not? Let's go.

If that's what you wanna do,

let's do it.

- Um...

[soft dramatic music]

Are you serious right now?

- Dead serious.

I only care about making you happy.

♪ ♪

- I--I wanna go.

[laughing]

- Oh, yeah.

- [breathing heavily] I'm so excited.

- So am I.

- I'm so excited just to even get in a car.

- [chuckling] Oh.

[upbeat music fades]

[chuckles]

- What is this?

- Not gonna lie,

this was a beast to put together, but we did it!

We are ready to rock!

[chuckles]

I got Warpaint to reschedule their show in LA

and I wouldn't take no for an answer.

Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!

- This one's for you, Hazel.

[dreamy rock music]

♪ ♪

♪ Honestly ♪

♪ Slowing down ♪

♪ And making sounds ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Waking up ♪

- God, I can't believe I actually thought

that he was capable of doing something normal.

[soft electronic music]

♪ ♪

I was you.

♪ ♪

I was Byron's doll.

♪ ♪

That's why I get you.

That's why I'm gonna make dad take you out tonight,

which I know he doesn't like to do ever since he became...

[inhales deeply]

The town pervert, but...

♪ ♪

It's your anniversary.

[whispers] And you deserve to leave the house.

[normally] Oh.

♪ ♪

I'm so great at this.

♪ ♪

[angelic choir singing]

You look fantastic.

- Herb, if we're gonna be a team,

we can't have secrets.

- [chuckles] Ah.

Okay, I get it. Yeah.

Herb the Perv, right?

You heard the rumors.

Fine, yeah. It's true.

I--I have a synthetic partner.

- I know. Diane.

When I was at your house,

we kind of bumped into each other.

- You snooped in my room?

- I'm working a case. It's called investigating.

I snooped in your bathroom, too.

I'm talking about the opioid pills.

Are you sick or are you an addict?

- I have cancer.

Yeah, yeah. Found out two years ago.

But...

I've accepted it.

The chemo-- the chemo's not for me, but...

so far, I'm feeling okay.

And none of this is gonna affect what we do.

- Is that why you left me for Diane?

- Anything I say right now is gonna be a little wrong

and a little hurtful.

- Herb, I know you thought you were trying to protect me,

but I could've handled this.

I could've taken care of you.

- Yeah, yeah, you say that now, but, um...

[claps softly and sighs]

- I still can, Herbie.

- [stammers] I really-- I gotta get home.

I should get home.

- [sighs]

Course. Your anniversary.

- How do you know about that?

- I bugged your house.

If he contacts Hazel, I need to be recording.

- [sighs]

- Don't worry. Audio only.

And not in your bedroom.

[upbeat energetic music]

♪ ♪

[door beeps]

- Open the door and step inside slowly.

♪ ♪

All right.

Okay, not that slow. Let's move it, huh?

♪ ♪

All right, where's Byron?

Ah, but your hands down, Bennett.

- Don't shoot.

- I'm not gonna hurt you. The gun's not even real.

I need to talk to Byron. You gotta help me.

- I don't know if Byron's gonna talk to you.

- Well, he might if he thinks I'm holding you hostage.

- Okay.

- Oh, man. So hungry.

- Yeah, have at it.

- Hey. I'm home.

Hazel?

Did you skedaddle yet?

[upbeat dramatic music]

- [breathy voice] Happy anniversary, Herbert.

[chuckles] - Jesus, Hazel. What?

- [normally] I don't know what she sounds like.

[chuckles]

Um...

♪ ♪

She looks pretty good, right?

- That's, uh...is that--

- Yeah. That's Mom's dress, yeah.

That's the one that she would always say

she thought it was too fancy to wear.

I found it in the back of the closet.

But Diane would like for you to take her out

on a proper dinner date tonight for your anniversary

so I made a reservation at Luisa's.

- I appreciate this, Hazel,

but there's a reason that I don't go out.

All right? I told you.

People, they're not kind.

- I know.

But Diane deserves better and you deserve better.

You should get to live your life

whatever way that you want to.

[stammers] And...

I'm gonna be there.

I'm gonna have your back tonight.

I'm gonna have a drink at the bar

and if anyone tries to mess with you, I'm gonna step in.

♪ ♪

She's too pretty to stay home.

- [chuckles] She does look beautiful.

- Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

- Um, sir?

- They're not thinning out, Bennett.

I mean, it's as if more people are showing up.

What did Hazel say?

- I'm being held hostage.

- Oh, my God. She's so dramatic.

- No, really.

- What do you mean, really?

- [dramatically] Herringbone?

- [softly] What's the matter with you?

[tense notes]

Ten minutes of your time, sir. Please.

- Do you mind if I sit down?

- Yeah. Let's all sit down.

♪ ♪

Three, two, one.

♪ ♪

Nice.

- Feel a little tense with the gun.

Do you mind putting it down?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

- Did you receive the intel I sent you?

Regarding Fiffany?

- I did. That was you?

- Yes, sir.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- I didn't think you'd believe me.

Wanted to give you a chance

to immediately protect the company and yourself

from whatever Fiffany was planning next.

- Well, thank you for that.

I did take care of it.

- Now I hope that you'll look at that as a, you know,

proof of my loyalty to you.

And a plea for forgiveness.

- Forgiveness.

You were my first hire, Herringbone.

It was me and you in the beginning

and you betrayed me at my lowest point.

- And look, now I know how wrong I was.

So here I am, right?

I mean... [sighs]

Sir, you,

the Hub,

the work that we do, that's my life!

I am nothing without you!

I am nobody out there!

- Well, I wiped your identity.

- Byron, come on, man.

In all the years I worked for you, I made one mistake.

How many mistakes does this fucking idiot make, huh?

One mistake and I paid a price.

I paid a fair price.

So what do you say, huh?

I'm pouring my heart out, here.

- Everything you just said

I had been waiting for her to say this whole time.

- Well, hey.

Hey, we can get her to realize it, too, you know?

Together.

Just like the old days.

- Does Hazel know I'm out yet?

[device chimes]

- I don't think so.

She's driving her dad and Diane to a restaurant.

♪ ♪

- Herringbone, can you find out

if there are TVs at the restaurant?

- Yes, of course.

- Do you mind rounding up those locusts with cameras out there?

- Yes, sir. Why?

- We're gonna throw a live press conference.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Welcome to Luisa's Mexican Restaurant.

- Hi, um, so,

pretend she's real and tell the staff.

Come on.

She looks great.

- Okay.

[wheels creaking]

[upbeat guitar music]

- Thank you.

♪ ♪

- Party of two?

- Yes.

- Follow me.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

- I'm gonna be right here, all right?

- Mm.

♪ ♪

Let's see what we got here.

- [chuckles]

Are you two ready to order?

- Yeah.

I'm gonna have the taco trio.

- Great.

- Yeah.

- And will that be all, or?

- No, no, she's gonna order.

- Yes, of course.

- Uh, yeah. She'll have the fajitas.

- Excellent choice, ma'am.

And a drink for either of you?

- Uh, yeah. I'll have the Mountain Spring.

And, uh, no. She doesn't drink.

[diners chattering indistinctly]

♪ ♪

I got the best-looking date in this place.

Not many guys my age can say that.

- Hazel.

Hazel. Hey.

- Jay.

- Yeah, how you doin'?

- Good.

- Don't let Jerry catch you drinking in uniform.

- Oh, would he be mad?

- Yeah, he would fire you on the spot.

- Really?

Um...

are you messing with me?

- Yes, I am. - Yeah.

- I'm messing with you. - Okay.

[stammers] I believed you for a second.

- You did.

- Yeah.

- Well, look at me. I'm convincing, huh?

Well, what kind of night we having?

We, uh...

we drowning ourselves in our own sorrows alone

or you up for talking shit with your new coworker?

♪ ♪

Up for talking shit with your-- - Yeah, mm-hmm.

- New coworker? Okay, yeah.

Can I get a beer, please? Thank you.

- Careful, ma'am. The plate is hot.

[fajitas sizzling]

♪ ♪

- Mm, mm.

Not that good. I should've got the chicken.

♪ ♪

- Herb.

- Yeah, what's up?

Oh.

- Can I join you?

- No, Shane. This is--this--

it's a special occasion here.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Relax, Herb.

I don't wanna cause you any grief.

I just got a question for you, all right?

- Okay.

- [takes deep breath]

Where'd you get her?

- Diane? - Yeah.

- I got her online.

Someplace in LA.

- And, uh...

how does she feel?

- Okay, listen.

I don't want to get into any of this with you, Shane.

- No, look, look, look. Look!

I might get one, okay?

♪ ♪

[softly] She feels almost real.

It's good enough.

[normally] But it's more than that.

She's my companion.

- For how much?

- $6,000.

- [slaps table loudly]

Holy fuckin' shit, man. $6,000 fuckin' dollars?

- Calm down. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just take it easy.

- How'd you afford that, pervert?

♪ ♪

- I sold the plot to my wife's grave.

- Ah.

- So after I quit the band, I ran out of money.

- Mm-hmm?

- Yay.

Moved in with my cousin.

To which, now, I sleep on a air mattress.

- Oh, wow.

- Yeah, luxury.

I have to wake up every night to re-pump at 3:00 a.m.

- Oh, wow.

- But it's nice.

I get my morning piss out the way.

I don't know why I'm telling you all this.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

- No.

- I'm just sharing too much.

- No, no.

- Anyway, so give me something, tell me something.

You know, where you from?

Were you in a cult?

You just came outta nowhere? So that's very possible.

If you were, that's fine.

I would join one, at least one in my life.

- [chuckles] Well, uh,

right now, I'm currently chaperoning my dad over there

who's on a date with his sex doll--

his--sorry.

[stuttering] Synthetic partner.

- Oh, Herb the Perv's your daddy?

Sorry.

- Well-- - That was inappropriate.

I'm so sorry. - It's okay, I mean, I--no.

- No, no, no. I don't even know him like that.

- I understand it's what he's called in the town.

- I mean, he seems like a very, uh, nice man.

- He's a lot.

- She, uh, also seems to be, like,

a nice, um, lady.

- She's great.

- Good.

They getting along?

- Oh, shit.

Will you hold on? I'll be right back.

I'm sorry. Just give me a--

- Okay. I hope I--sorry.

[timpani drum roll]

- Can you turn the volume up on that one?

- I can't take credit for it. - You all right?

- My wife has brought something to my attention.

I've become a bit of a stranger to the world.

So I guess you can say with the Hub,

I created a world for myself.

And I got comfortable there.

So much so that I have forgot

how to be comfortable anywhere else.

In the Hub, I was an observer,

a watcher, looking at screens constantly,

just like many of you.

But I am here to say...

[dramatic electronic music]

I've put the screen down.

- Dad? Dad?

- Hazel.

- Exciting new developments at Gogol

and I'm ready to connect on a very personal level.

You're gonna start seeing a lot more of me soon.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

[journalists chattering]

- He's out of his Hub.

- Well, how do you know he's not watching you right now?

- I don't. I'm--

unless the toilet stuff worked.

- The what?

- I--I don't know.

I don't know if he's watching us

or if he's not watching us right now.

But just in case he isn't,

I need one moment

to feel like I am free

and alone.

Okay?

Shane?

Please?

It's different from before.

And--and--and I just need the plane for, like...

20 minutes.

[quirky suspenseful music]

- What happens when you get up in the air

and decide you don't wanna bring it back?

Then what?

- Then I'll give you Diane.

- Definitely a lot of new growth happening here.

And I do want to say thank you for coming to me about Fiffany.

It really, really says a lot about your character.

- It wasn't an easy choice.

- No. Never is, right?

- No.

But loyalty's important to me.

- Mm-hmm.

- Which is why I wanted to talk to you

about some ideas I came up with. And I could--

- Really?

- And I think actions speak louder than words.

Wow, new cube? What is this place?

Byron?

♪ ♪

- Psst!

Psst!

♪ ♪

- Fiff?

What are you doing?

You're not supposed to be at the Hub.

- Gotta hide! Quickly!

You're fresh meat.

- What are you talking about?

- [shushes]

[animals roaring distantly]

- Oh, my God.

[animals roaring distantly]

It's the pasture cube.

[animals snarling]

♪ ♪

- Loyalty is one of life's greatest commodities, Bennett.

[dramatic music]

Let's get to talking about what's next for Hazel.

♪ ♪

- Still remember how to fly, right?

[peaceful music]

♪ ♪

- Ugh. God.

♪ ♪

Ugh.

[switches clicking]

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[engine turns over]

- ♪ Andromeda's ♪

♪ A big, wide open galaxy ♪

♪ Nothing in it for me ♪

♪ Except a heart that's lazy ♪

♪ Running from my own life now ♪

♪ I'm really turning some time ♪

♪ Looking up to the sky for ♪

- [breathing evenly]

- ♪ Something I may never find ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Stop ♪

♪ Calling ♪

♪ It's time to... ♪

- [screaming]

♪ ♪

[laughing]

- ♪ I'd dare you to try ♪

♪ ♪

- I can't believe the old gal got up in the air.

- Are you talking about me or the plane?

[chuckles]

[approaching whirring]

- What the hell is that?

[drone whirring]

[crickets chirping]

What is it?

- Divorce papers.

- ♪ I call you to see you again ♪

♪ So I can win and this can finally end ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Spend an hour on my makeup ♪

♪ To prove something ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Walk up in my high heels ♪

♪ All high and mighty ♪

♪ ♪

♪ And you say "Hello" ♪

♪ And I lose ♪

♪ ♪

♪ 'Cause nobody ♪

♪ Butters me up ♪

♪ Like you, and ♪

♪ Nobody fucks me like me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Why am I lonely ♪

♪ For lonesome love? ♪

♪ Why am I lonely ♪

♪ For lonesome love? ♪

♪ ♪