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Jejune, change your tune!

Jejune, change your tune!

Fredwynn?

Fredwynn?

Fredwynn?

Fredwynn, where are you?

Fredwy--

-Go!
-I'm pedaling! Go!

Why is Fredwynn
in Octavio's trunk again?

Out of the way! I don't know.

He's obsessed all day long,
playing the game.

He never even smiled.

He just kept muttering
about "the truth."

-I've done so much biking today.
-Yeah.

Janice, we could walk
if you're tired.

Peter, I'm fine.

I'm old, I'm not dead.

-Attagirl, Janice!
-And you, too!

-Don't say anything. Just pedal.
-Yes, ma'am.

Ah, Janice.

So much spirit, so much life force,

so much determination.

And yet I sense a hint of fear,

of desperation behind those glasses.

Perhaps some of you are thinking,
"You've misled me, Octavio.

In our previous two chapters,
you tried in vain to convince me

that Peter and Simone
were my surrogates,

and all the while, I struggled
to make a personal connection."

Well, dear viewer, our entertainment
has something for everyone,

I assure you.

So, perhaps the time has come
to consider that Janice is you.

Tonight's entertainment
will be an adventure,

a quest to rescue
a partner held hostage,

a quest to procure a clue
from the clutches of the enemy,

and perhaps the beginning of a quest
to answer the question, "Who am I?"

But first, to frame our story
and create emotional stakes,

you must know a bit about Janice -

her history, her current dilemma.

As you know, my goal, as always,

is to value and respect your time.

And as such, I will now impart
the necessary knowledge

in a concise
but emotionally resonant way.

You like cartoons, don't you?

Everyone likes cartoons.

Oh, stop waving!
Put your hand on the bike.

-Lev, we're gonna fall.
-We got this.

I'm right here. If we go down,
we go down together.

This is so stupid.

-Well, it was your idea.
-It doesn't make it any less stupid.

We should have practiced.

God, I hope this isn't a reflection
of our compatibility,

because right now we have
zero percent bike sync.

Let's imagine, friends,
that Janice is you.

Janice is you if, years ago,

you found exactly
what you were looking for,

or as anyone with real time
under their belt would admit,

nothing close to "exactly,"

but lovely, nonetheless.

Janice is you if,
despite your fears,

you dedicated yourself to a journey

traveling side by side
with another.

Janice is you if your partnership
was strong enough

to endure anger and betrayal...

-I don't ever want to see you again!
-Janice, I'm sorry.

...loyalty and commitment

overcoming all
that stood in its path.

Janice is you when life brought
the greatest of gifts,

and with it, a new partnership,

one from which
there was no looking back.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Janice is you

when a role you thought
would last forever changed.

A natural progression, of course,

but painful, nonetheless.

Janice is you if,
despite the ups and downs,

twists and turns of life,
one thing remained constant.

For better and for worse -
almost always for better -

you didn't have to do life alone.

Janice is you if,
after years of building a life,

an identity, a family...

Lev? Somebody help! Somebody help me!

...through sickness and in health,

from births to graduations,

life swooped in
with its harshest of reminders.

Lev.

Lev, I'm afraid.

We're gonna fall.

Please, I don't want
to do this alone.

Nothing lasts forever.

So, my friends,
I think now you know Janice.

Squint your eyes, and Janice is you.

Janice is you
if suddenly you realized

that the identity
you had spent a lifetime to build

was suddenly ripped away.

A partner without a partner,

forced to answer
the hardest question of all -

"What am I supposed to do now?"

Don't let them get away!
Don't let them get away!

Don't let them get away!

I mean, what if Fredwynn
was actually onto something?

-More like on something.
-What if the game really is evil?

I mean, he could be in danger!

-OK, hurry. Hurry. Hurry.
-Janice...

-I'll take care of this.
-Fredwynn!

Fredwynn! Fredwynn!

I'm coming! Fredwynn!

Oh, boy!

-Janice!
-Oh, boy!

-Oh, boy!
-Janice!

Fredwynn!

-Are you OK? Are you all right?
-Oh, I'm fine. I'm fine.

That was a very enthusiastic attempt.

Maybe we should just relax,
because we don't want to overdo it.

Fredwynn could overheat in there.
Don't you watch the news?

He could overheat.
You want Fredwynn to overheat?

-I don't want him to overheat.
-We're gonna call him.

-I'll call him.
-That's a good idea.

We should have called him long ago.

-Straight to voicemail.
-Straight to voicemail?

What are we gonna do? This is bad.
OK, hold on, hold on.

Let's...

Let's do what Fredwynn would do.

-I don't want to do that.
-Yes, you do.

Come on. We're gonna... infiltrate.

Come on. Infiltrate.

Come on! Come on!

We have to get into that garage!

-Hard to know how to feel about him.
-True of every good villain.

-Yeah, he made me cry.
-He did?

Yes. He had me fooled, but then
the Elsewhere Society... Never mind.

This is what I think we should do.

We go in there, find somebody,

tell them we need to get
into the parking structure,

but we lost our
clicker-dooly-wad thing.

Sounds good.
You want to take the lead?

Oh, no. I've done enough.

I think one of you two
ought to do it.

You're much better at this than I am.

OK. I think that's smart.
We'll take the lead.

He looks horny and gullible.

Target acquired.

-It's that easy, huh?
-You have no idea.

Can I help you?

Hi.

-I'm Janice.
-Hi.

How are you?

I'm fine. Are you here
for the shareholders presentation?

I am... not.

I am not.

Look...

I need to get into the garage.

I'm sorry, the garage is off limits
unless you have a badge.

I don't have a badge...

-I see that.
-...on me.

I don't have a badge on me.

It's in my purse.

-My other purse.
-And where is your other purse?

In the garage.

So, you see, we have a bit of
a Catch-22 situation here.

I don't know that expression.

That's when one thing can't happen
without another thing happening,

and that can't happen
without the first happening.

It's from a book.
Read it. It's wonderful.

If you're here for the presentation,
I can offer a jacket.

Otherwise,
I have to ask you to leave.

OK, fine. I'll leave.

OK, fantastic.

Why aren't you leaving?

My car's in the garage.

With my purse.

Garage, yeah.

Oh, it's this way. Good. Thank you.

It's this way.

Come on.

I found him! I found him!

Fredwynn!

Fredwynn, I'm here!

I'm here, Fredwynn!

Fredwynn? Fredwynn?

-I got this, ladies.
-Talk to me.

-Nope. OK.
-Pop it.

-Yes!
-He's not dead. He's not there.

Holy moly, Janice.
You can't just go straight to "dead."

I know. I'm sorry. I was afraid,
but he's not dead, thank God.

Not to be too technical,
but we don't know if he's dead.

We just know
he's not dead in this trunk.

Hey! It's been 20 minutes.

He's probably not dead,
but he could be.

-He's either dead or not dead.
-Why?

One of those two.

Here he comes.

-What do you mean, "Uh-oh"?
-He sees us.

Oh, it's my phone.

-It's Fredwynn!
-Yes.

Hello!

-He's fine.
-Hello?

Janice, don't talk. Just listen.

I'm safe now, but I was right.

This goes deeper
than we ever imagined.

Octavio, he has the answers.

There's an envelope in his pocket.
You've got to get that envelope.

What? Fredwynn?

Fredwynn? Fredwynn?

-Peter. Simone.
-Hello? Hello?

Janice.

Please see to my snack, good people.

Leave me for a moment. I'll be fine.

Janice.

I suppose you must be conflicted
to be standing with the evil Octavio.

It's hard to know what to believe.

I, for one, am not a fan
of the democratization of voice.

People shouting
anything they like into the ether,

all hiding behind
the cloak of anonymity.

Right. You mean Commander 14.

-Indeed.
-Yeah.

"Commander of what?" I ask.
The Elsewhere Society?

A naive band of idealists
who have no real experience of life.

Incidentally,

I'm curious to know what happened
to the previous 13 commanders.

I'm sorry. That was clever.

It's a new world, indeed.

One whose rules seem to change
from moment to moment.

For an old man like myself...

there are moments I feel...

overwhelmed at the prospect
of learning life anew.

Wouldn't you agree, Janice?

I'm not sure.

OK.

Look, maybe you can clarify

exactly what is going on here.

Because this thing floats in and out
of levels of bizarritude,

most of which I dig,
but there's an undercurrent of creepy

that I can't quite put my finger on.

I appreciate your candor.

Thank you.

What you're really asking is--

Is this real?

"Is this real?"

That question has plagued man
since the birth of abstract thought.

Here we are, you and I, Peter.

I would argue

that this moment between us
is more real than anything else.

Would you agree?

I don't know.

-Your egg, sir.
-Oh, thank you.

Excuse me.

Is that a hard-boiled egg
with a packet of sugar?

-Two minutes, sir.
-Ah, thank you.

Excuse me. I have to go and prepare.

We can speak more
after the presentation.

Mr. Coleman.

It's freezing in here!

Am I crazy,
or is it freezing in here?

It is freezing in here,
and I am frozen solid.

Here, you can take my jacket, Janice.

Oh, no, no, no, Peter.
Then you'd be cold.

No.

Oh, Mr. Coleman, you look like
a good, old-fashioned gentleman.

Could I borrow your jacket
while you eat your snack?

My husband always gives me his,

but he's not here,
and I am frozen solid.

-You're right, Janice. It is cold.
-Yes.

Now, you see, I requested backstage
be kept at a crisp 64 degrees

to counteract the heat
of the stage lights.

Your teammates can stay,

but I think that you'd prefer
the climate in the house seats,

and they provide jackets
for all participants.

Oh, no. I'm fine now. I'm fine.

I think you'd prefer a seat
and a jacket.

I'm quite certain.

No, I really don't want to be alone.

I understand.

-Sir, we'll go out there with her.
-Well, it's kind of cool back here.

-Simone...
-You two, stay.

-Janice.
-Yes?

I have total faith in you.

Good people.

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, my goodness.

Thank you.

Here? OK, I can't--

-You need this for the presentation.
-OK. I have to move in.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Hello. My seat's in there.

I'm moving in. Excuse me.

Excuse me. Pardon me.

Pardon me.

Oh, I'm so sorry!
That was your foot. I'm so sorry.

For goodness sakes. OK, hold on.

I'm just about there. OK.

Hi. How are you?

Gee, isn't this fun?

OK.

I'm just gonna sit down here.

Didn't get a program but that's OK.

OK.

Why is there a fire extinguisher
under my chair?

Maybe there's some
pyrotechnics in store.

Is anyone else really high?

Good afternoon, and welcome
to all our Jejune shareholders,

both new and old.

Across the globe,

our Jejune family is gathering
at many such events,

but the origins of the Jejune
Institute are right here.

It all began in 1962,

when a small group of academics
came together

around a common interest

in the advancement
of socio-reengineering.

During the 1960s,

the Society
was a closely knit forum

for experimental
research techniques

utilized to expand
interpersonal trust

among fellow human subjects.

Under the leadership
of luminary metaphysicist

Octavio Coleman, Esq.,

the institute gained
a wide influence and prestige

for which it is now renowned.

Early on, Coleman recognized
the great transformative power

of The Jejune Method.

Through his unique
intelligence and charisma,

the organization was transformed

into an international juggernaut,

a field of human potential.

While Coleman helped spearhead
the still-nascent movement

of personal growth
and self-help in the 1970s,

what the Jejune Institute
is most celebrated for today

are the many advanced
technological products

and services that they have brought
to the international marketplace,

all of which have been designed
to actualize the latent,

untapped abilities
of the human species.

These developments include
the Memory to Media Center,

where moving images can be rendered

and recorded
from your active memory.

The Time Camera.

Using a heavy quartz lens,

this radionic camera
allows the photographer

to produce trans-time images
of the near-distant past.

The Aqua Thought Foundation,

our research center
dedicated to the exploration

of human-dolphin interaction.

These miraculous products
are all part of the global vision

to which Octavio Coleman
has dedicated his life.

And now, to present this year's
technological marvel,

our founder, Octavio Coleman, Esq.

Hello, my friends.

And welcome. How are you all doing?

Great!

Welcome to the Shareholders Meeting.

Now, we had a big opening
planned for you.

You know, pyrotechnics
and dancing camels.

Then I thought, "Instead,

I'm gonna give you back
20 minutes of your life."

Yeah, truly.

Can we do something about the lights?
I want to be able to see your faces.

Oh, great, Jenny.
Thank you very much.

Now, what is our greatest fear?

Truly.

Deep down in our core.

I'll tell you what it is for me.

To forget who I am.

My darkest fear is to find myself
gazing in a mirror

and not recognizing the man
looking back at me,

to know that the person
behind those eyes

is no longer the "me"
that I once knew.

Science has determined that
we only remember an event once.

Did you know that?

Now, the next time
we recall that event,

we are, in fact,
recalling the memory of that event.

And the time after that,

we are remembering
the memory of the memory.

And on and on and on, until...

until the end of our lives,

like some sick game of telephone,

so that the most important
memories of our lives

become mere shadows,

watered down and distorted
by the warped lens of time,

until we find ourselves standing,

alone, wondering...

"Where did I go?

What have I become?

Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I?

Who am I?

Can I even remember anymore?"

Well...

no more, my friends.

No more.

Clara has an answer.

Thanks to the extraordinary mind
of this amazing young woman,

we will never forget
who we are ever again.

Now, I need a volunteer

for the demonstration.

Oh, great show of hands!

Who am I gonna choose?

Let me see.

Let me see, let me see. And...

Pick me.

Janice, I was hoping it would be you!

Ladies and gentlemen,
a big round of applause!

Go, Janice!

Ladies and gentlemen,

please welcome the intrepid Janice.

Hello.

Do you think she'll be OK?

No idea.

Oh, my God.

This must be what parents
feel like all the time,

because all I'm thinking is,
"Don't embarrass me, please."

I'm going to ask you
straight away, Janice.

Tell me, what was it that made you
pull the tab on that flyer

which has led you to this moment now?

What were you in search of?

Well, I... I don't know.

I guess I've been trying
to explore new things,

and I saw the flyer about
a Gravity-Free Dance Salon.

I didn't know what it was,
so I thought I'd try it.

I apologize for the subterfuge.

Perhaps today I may be able to lift
your feet off the ground, after all.

Well, I hope you buy me
a drink first.

That was funny.

Janice, have you ever
experienced virtual reality?

Virtual...

Well, Lev and I - my husband -
we accidentally took Quaaludes once

in the '80s
at one of his work parties.

That was interesting.

Well, that was a happy accident.

But what I am about to show you,

and by proxy, our shareholders,

is an iteration
of an invention by Clara,

shortly before she disappeared,

which she called "The I.D.E.A.,"

and believed would change the world.

And I'm very proud
that the Jejune Institute

is the chief funder
of this precise prototype,

which we hope to bring to the market
in the foreseeable future.

Now, instead of me
telling you about it,

let actions speak louder than words.

OK.

All right, well, just wait a second.

-Oh, dear.
-Now, just stay calm.

OK.

And if you feel bad,
just raise your hand.

Now, Janice, I can't help noticing

that your online presence is filled
with photos and events,

and none has more content
than one particular day.

Would you please
share with the audience

what that day is, please?

My online... You mean my Facebook
page my son made for me?

What, are you...
Are you talking about my wedding day?

He even made me a DVD of our album

so I could watch the photos on TV.

A day that you hope never to forget.
A day that changed your life forever.

Well, what if I told you that
you could throw that DVD aside,

and instead of watching it,
you could live it?

-This is...
-Remarkable.

...so real.

Explore. Be brave, Janice.

Rebecca, I'm telling you right now,
walk away from Martin. He's a pig.

Hi!

Your dress is gorgeous.

This is much weirder
than the Quaaludes party was.

So many friends.

We had so many friends.

Oh, and they all brought gifts.

I don't even remember the gifts.

I hardly remember the people.

My dad!

Hey, Pop.

You get to relive your past.

That's my worst fricking nightmare.

Yeah. I mean, me, too.

But maybe for people
with happy memories.

What day would you choose?

I think they need pictures,
and I don't have any.

There he is.

There's my guy.

You were so damned handsome.

You still are, my friend.
You still are.

-Octavio?
-I'm here, Janice. I'm here.

Where am I?

You... You're here.

No, I don't mean me. I mean...

I mean, the wedding me.

I don't understand.

I know, but you will.
I'm going to give you some privacy.

When I leave you,

I want you to take three steps back

and then look to your right.

The screen is off.

Your experiences are now your own.

Get to know yourself again, Janice.
We'll be here when you're finished.

One, two, three.

It's me.

What would you say to your
younger self if you had the chance?

What would your younger self
say to you?

Be brave, Janice.

Let your mind be free.

Hi.

Hi.

Oh, this is strange.

Do you remember me?

I...

I don't think about you,

who I used to be.

Today is a good day.

Today's a very good day.

Oh, no. Where's the engagement ring?

It kept snagging on everything,
so I put it in my underwear drawer.

It's in a box.
Don't worry. It's safe.

Lev is a good man.

Lev is a wonderful man.

-He's my best friend.
-Well, I've got good news.

He stays that way.

Don't get me wrong.

There are some years
when he's your worst enemy.

He breaks your heart once.

But he helps you
put it back together again.

And then you get to lord it over him
whenever you want,

which is a great thing to have
in your back pocket.

Can I ask you a question?

Are you happy?

I guess what I mean is...

when I'm older...

am I happy?

Yes.

-You're happy, yeah.
-Oh, good.

And do I do any of the things
I'm thinking about?

Do I become an English teacher

or a child psychologist?

Do I even finish college?

Well, no.

Nothing?

What do I do?

Do I at least keep my promise?

What promise?

You...

You said that no matter
how much love we had, Lev and I...

that you would never forget
how much you liked to be alone.

Right? To take long drives
into the desert for no reason.

To take ourselves on dates.

And to tell Lev everything important,

but to keep a few secrets
for ourselves.

Yes.

To flirt without fear.

Well...

I did a few of those things
for a while.

Then...

I started doing most of them
with Lev, and, oh...

we had a wonderful time.

Oh, I become...

-Never mind.
-What? What?

No, it's nothing.

I'm sure you did the best you could.

What does that mean?

Well...

I guess...

I cave.

I become a coward.

What?

No!

No, you become a wife and a mother!

You do everything
you're supposed to do!

Like what? Like fulfilling promises
to everyone but myself? What is that?

No, that's not it. That's not it, no.

When was the last time
you did something, anything,

because you wanted to?

-I'm doing this now!
-Before that.

When was the last time
you stepped out of your safe place?

Marriage is not a safe place.
It's a constant adventure.

Bullshit.

Don't you dare speak to me like that!

Don't speak to me like that!
You're not my mother!

No, I'm you,
with some real life behind me,

with scars from walking side by side
with someone for all these years,

which is a hell of a lot harder

than driving off
into the desert for no reason.

Driving away is easy.
Staying is hard.

Staying when skin wrinkles
and money gets tight,

when children grow up and move away,
when people get sick.

Don't tell me I broke my promise.

I didn't forget.

I changed. I grew up.

And thank God - thank God I did!

Thank God!

You don't even know
how to play a DVD by yourself.

What?

What are you talk--

How do you even know that?

You have to push the "source" button.

I know what button to push!
I can never find the "source" button.

The picture of the square
with the tiny arrow!

I don't understand any of this.
I don't understand.

I know you don't,
and I'm embarrassed to be you!

Sorry.

That wasn't nice.

If you would have just
listened to me,

we wouldn't be in this mess.

I'm not in a mess!

You put it all on someone else
your whole life, and now what?

I'm figuring it out.

By running around with
a bunch of hipsters

who roll their eyes at you
when you're not looking?

No! No, they think
I'm doing a good job!

They're just trying to be nice.

They think you're a fool.

-No! No!
-And so do I.

No! No! No!

No!

-I really don't like this.
-She's fine.

It's a trick. It's like the clip
movie in the clubhouse, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

-No! No!
-Sorry.

No! That's not true!

I'm not listening to you!
You're not real!

You're not real!
I'm not listening to you!

Ladies and gentlemen, Janice.

A round of applause!

Thank you! Thank you!

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Do you see?

Do you see what Clara is capable of?

It is only with the help of
the Jejune Institute

and our vast resources

that Clara's full potential
can be truly realized.

Therefore, my friends--

Jejune, change your tune!

Fear not.

This is the Elsewhere Society.

I'm Commander 14.

Holy shit.

We are here to wake you
from his spell.

Everybody, remain calm.

Do not be blind to the evil
that stands before you!

Clara must be free
to spread her beauty

without the corruption of the Jejune
Institute's nefarious intentions.

Fear not, my friends.

I provided everything
to protect yourselves.

Check underneath your seats.

Long live Octavio!

And long live the Jejune Institute!

I need some air!

-I need some air!
-Come on. Come on.

Simone!

I just need to catch my breath.
Just need to catch my breath.

Are you all right?
What did they show you up there?

Nothing. I saw nothing.

Can I help you? Can I do anything?

-Peter, I'm fine!
-OK. I'm sorry.

I don't need yours or anyone's help.

-Sorry.
-Shit! It's locked!

What about Fredwynn?

It's all inside.
He's still in the game.

Did we just lose?

Nope.

I told you, there's no winning,
there's no losing.

This whole game, it's a distraction.

-Fredwynn! I'm so glad to see you!
-Fredwynn, what happened?

-Where have you been?
-Are you OK?

It was right under us
this whole time.

What?

The Jejune Institute,
the Elsewhere Society are not rivals.

They're the same.

They're just trying to befuddle us
with fun and games.

Makes you feel like you have freedom,
but you're on rails. Even now.

Even now, we are on rails.

What does that mean?
We're in an alley.

Open your eyes, Peter! All of you!

Look, even this brick.

It comes right up.

-Under it, there's a dog whistle.
-He's got the whistle.

-Look.
-Cool.

-What does he do with it?
-It's for the blue bus.

What blue bus?

And there's a saffron bus, too,
if you chose Jejune,

but they both end up
at the same place... eventually.

This is crazy.

No, that's nothing. Look up.

But try not to get a paper cut.

Because a thousand flyers
are falling from the sky

announcing Jejune's next event.

How are you doing this?

Because I got tonight's script.

The key is here, and I know it.

I suggest we adjourn
to the diner immediately--

Fredwynn, I'm sorry.
I've got to go home.

It's late. I just need to go.
It's been a long day.

Yeah, we should call it quits.

How about we meet at the diner
tomorrow night at 7:00?

Are y'all hearing me?

This is important!

Tomorrow is a whole day away!

Some of us have had
a really rough night.

Some of us?

Like me. Would you like to know
what I've been going through?

Fredwynn, can we just
not do this right now, please?

OK.

OK.

Fine.

This gives me time
to process this, anyway.

I'll come back with
a coherent plan of attack.

If Janice needs rest,
Janice needs rest.

Well, thank you very much.
Yes, the elderly do need their rest.

So I'll see you all tomorrow.

And, by the way...
I think you asked for this.

From Octavio's jacket.

You're welcome.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Now, if it's OK with all of you...

the little old woman is
just gonna wobble her way home.

Janice...

Bye.

Lev?

I'm back.

Oh, my goodness, what a day.

First we rode on this big
round bicycle contraption,

and then they hooked me up
onto this virtual reality thing.

I'm not kidding you.

You were there.

Well, you weren't there,

but I saw you.

It's so good to be home.

-Hi, Meredith.
-Hi.

Thank you so much for staying late.

-How's he doing?
-He had a good day, Mrs. Foster.

I'm glad you could get
out of the house.

You need to do that more often.

I didn't know I'd be
out of the house for so long.

This game, it's crazy.

But you're liking it.

It's an adventure, that's for sure.

Mr. Foster would be happy for you.

Good night. See you tomorrow.

Oh, my feet.

My feet.

I missed you.

I couldn't wait to get home

and tell you about
everything that happened today.

Oh, I wish you'd been with me.

What am I talking about?

You would have hated
every minute of it.

The whole thing
is completely bizarre.

And my teammates are all...

very...

unique people.

They're nice to me, but they treat me
like I'm totally incompetent.

Like, what, I haven't been alive
on this planet for the last 70 years?

They don't understand about time.

But they will.