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Welcome back.

As you are clearly aware,
this entertainment is called

Dispatches From Elsewhere,

a title whose relevance I personally
became aware of only recently.

Unless this is your first experience
with a limited-run episodic,

which we all know that it is not,

you would assume that
we are rapidly approaching

the end of our journey together.

But you would be wrong.

While our time together
is drawing to a close,

we are, as we've always been,

in the middle of our story.

Take Peter.

Yeah, I can do that now.

And it's a lot more fun
than I anticipated,

so I'm going to do it again.

Peter is you if 351 days had passed

in your temporal frame of reference

since the absolute, indisputable,

no two ways about it,

worst night of your life.

I'm not getting ahead of myself.

Take care of yourself, Petri Dish.

Peter is you if,
for most of your life,

you couldn't quite
shake the feeling

that something was missing.

And then you finally got a taste
of what real happiness was.

But then it was just gone.

Then, one day, it dawns on you.

A realization as terrible
as it is totally obvious.

That the real problem -

worse, maybe the only problem -

is actually just you.

I don't know. It wasn't that hard
a decision, you know? Cake or pie.

Couldn't make a choice. I couldn't
make a really simple choice.

Why do you think that might be?

I think at some point I got on some
track and I didn't even realize it.

Elementary school became high school,
became college, became my job.

And I have no idea who I am.

I'm, like, nobody.

For a minute, during the game,
I was somebody -

felt like I was somebody -
then I tried to run with that, and...

I was like Wile E. Coyote
running off the cliff,

you know what I mean?

Like, she asked me who I was,

and then I looked down
and I'm just floating.

I'm just floating in midair
with nothing to stand on.

I can see you're in
a lot of discomfort.

Yeah.

But I actually think
this is a sign of real progress.

Oh, is it? Thank you.

Or is that something you say to keep
me suckling the teat of psychiatry?

Sorry, that was a weird thing to say.

I'm mad.

Not at you. I'm...

I'm mad at myself.

You're taking your first steps
toward genuine self-exploration,

opening a vault you've kept locked
so long you forgot what's inside.

What happens if I open the vault
and it's empty?

Peter, is it fair to say that
you like cake and pie equally?

I mean, that would be
a fair thing to say, yes.

OK.

Well, that's a valid opinion.

So why do you put
a question mark at the end?

I'm really scared.

I guess that's
the really simple answer.

I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared.

What if you made a list of things -

big things, little things,
doesn't really matter -

and you started to take note
of your honest reactions to them?

Yeah, I could do that.

-I could do that.
-Good.

Just try not to judge yourself
as you go.

That's... OK, that's good advice.

Learning who you are
isn't like flipping a switch.

It's a process, a journey.

It's a journey.

How long does that journey take,
approximately?

I don't need, like, a specific
day count, but it would help.

One could say a lifetime.

Right. Yeah, that makes sense.

I'm just asking because Simone said
I could call her in a year.

I don't think
she meant that literally.

Like I said, Peter is you

if you were smack-dab
in the middle of your story,

but there's one thing
you still haven't figured out.

Is this story a comedy...

or a tragedy,
or something in between?

Me again. Three things.

One, stories are made of smaller
stories, like Russian Dolls.

Two, Russian dolls are adorable
but pointless.

Three - and this is big,
so pay attention -

stories are manipulations of time,

of space, of point of view.

They show us
what they want us to see. Got it?

Take Simone.

Simone plays a major role
in Peter's story.

Take care of yourself, Petri Dish.

But Simone's story is also her own.

Simone is you if you ever felt like

the only thing you could count on
in life was being let down.

Peter and I have been in a...

in sort of a weird place.

Our date was a total disaster.

Oh, no.

I told him
we shouldn't see each other.

Simone, you two seemed
so good together.

Yeah, in the game
we were great, but...

in real life, we are...

we are not so good.

I don't know, I think I was seeing
him for what I thought he could be

and not... who he really was.

I just...

I don't think he's ready for...
You know.

He's been hiding
from the world for so long,

he forgot what it's like out here.

Yeah, yeah.

-What?
-Yep.

What?

What are you not saying?

Simone, that's Peter.

There he is, that's Peter's thing.
But what about you?

You quit your master's program
and your job.

-Well, they fired me.
-You stopped showing up!

And it's hard not to notice
that your only friend

and closest confidante seems to be
a very short older woman

who you met only a few weeks ago.

Well, maybe I just like change.
Change is a good thing, right?

-Change is a good thing.
-Yes.

Change is very good.

But, Simone, honestly,
is this about change

or is this about running?

Running and running and running
and running and running?

I mean, at one point,
you've got to stop

and say, "All right, this is it.

This is who I am,
take it or leave it."

Be courageous, be brave, be you.

...hold it in front,
the other ring high in the air,

and go one, two, three!

They link together just like that.

That's one, that's two, and...

three!

We've made a habit culturally

of putting the words "just a"
in front of "coincidence."

Is it because we're afraid of the web
or the spider?

And just where in the hell
do you think you're going?

I am actually in the wrong place.

I'm going to the...

Are you or are you not dressed
and ready to shake that ass?

Come on, baby.

We'll take good care of you.

All right, all right, all right!

You kitty cats ready to work?

Oh, yeah!

That's what I like.

And bounce, and bounce, and bounce.

Yes, show me that shimmy!

When we start taking action -
forward action -

the spider gives us signs
that we're on the right track,

if we're brave enough to see them.

Simone.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Peter, wow.

Yeah, crazy.

Man, I thought I didn't know
what to get.

No, I've been trying stuff,

like, experiencing new things.

It's really fun.

-Good for you.
-Thanks.

And of course you have
an actual list, don't you?

I do.

"Hats."

They're on both "likes"
and "dislikes."

Well, I was surprised to find out
how much I like hats,

but also how much
I dislike wearing hats.

The whole time I'm like, "I'm wearing
a hat. I'm wearing a hat."

-I get that.
-Yeah. Yeah.

And... magic.

Like... tricks and stuff?

Illusions.

No, I'm not joking.
I'm just coming from class.

-Really?
-Yeah. I usually stop here.

It's on my walk home.

Cool. Mine, too.

I'm coming from, like,
a dance exercise thing.

It's fun and it's funny. It's fun.

It sounds really fun,
and you look great.

Thanks.

Hey, I don't know what you're doing
in a couple weeks, but I'm...

Yeah, I have my graduation showcase.

I invited Janice.
She's gonna be there.

I invited Fredwynn.
He hasn't RSVP'd yet.

But... I don't know,
if you're free...

Yeah, I'll see if I am free.

There's no pressure or anything.

Is this your card?

No.

OK.

She didn't come. That's fine, right?

It's no big deal.
We got a show to put on, right?

Thanks. We can do this.

What about this?

Why are you doing this to me?

Let's have a round of applause
for AbracaDebra, everybody!

Thank you.

And now for our next act.

He will amaze you with his daring,

astound you with his skills.

Put your hands together
for Peter the Great!

Simone!

Peter, that was so fun.

Except for the part where you almost
drowned. That was awful.

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

I'm full of amazement.

I'm really glad that you came.
It really is so meaningful to me.

Thanks.

Well...

I'll just leave the two--

-Janice, you don't have to do that.
-Oh, look at that.

A table of flyers and brochures.

I'm gonna go over here
to the flyers and the brochures.

I'm really glad you came.
I didn't know if you would.

Then I saw you in the tank and...

OK, so, Peter, I--

Can I go first this time?

Yeah.

I'm not gonna try and tell you
that we should try again

because I figured myself out.

I haven't.

I do know that for
the very first time in my life,

I actually feel like
I'm headed towards something

instead of just standing still.

Do you know what I mean?

Yeah, I think... I think I do.

Can I show you something?

Sure.

Is that your list of likes
and dislikes?

Yes.

Yeah. I got...

Just read the likes.

"Talking to Simone.

Kissing Simone.

Simone's laugh.

Knowing I'm gonna see Simone later.

Simone reading my list of likes."

I put that
so I could hear your laugh.

I was a mess when you met me.

And I probably still am.

But a really smart woman
recently told me

that happiness isn't just
flipping some switch.

That it's a journey.

And I just really don't understand
why you and I wouldn't...

think about
taking that journey together.

Because I like you so much.

I heard what you said
and I thought a lot about it.

I know that there are things
that will be really hard.

And I understand that
there will be things

that are gonna be really new to me,

and I'll probably
mess them up sometimes.

But one thing I can promise you...

is that I really want to try.

Because there's one thing...

...for as long as I can remember

that I have known
how I felt about, and that's you.

Stories are acts of courage
and moments of truth.

I don't want to be presumptuous.

I haven't done this
in a really long time,

and I'm nervous.

Well...

I've never done this.

And...

I have a lot of anxiety.

But in a good way.

Hey.

Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry.
My alarm clock didn't go off.

I didn't set my alarm clock.

Well, I know that this is
just the game-iversary

and not our actual anniversary,

but the day that we became a team
is also the day that you and I met,

and... it's, like,
the most important day to me.

So, anyway, I got you this.

Peter.

Oh, my God.

My rats.

Yeah.

I love it. It's perfect.

I'm so glad.

OK.

-My turn.
-What do you mean, your turn?

You think you're the only romantic
around here?

Come on.

Where are you taking me?

Oh, God, you hate it, don't you?

I am so sorry. I said to myself,
"Simone, this is either the best

or the worst idea you've ever had."

I don't know, I felt like
the game was the first time

you really put yourself
out there, and I...

I wanted to honor that.

And I...

I wanted you to see yourself
the way I see you.

Please say something.

This is the weirdest...

nicest thing that anyone's
ever done for me.

-I'll take it.
-I love it.

-You do?
-I love it so much.

I look so beautiful.

Yeah, well, that's my guy.

Yeah.

Hey, where is everybody?

The sensorimotor stage,
the preoperational stage,

the concrete operational stage,
and the formal operational stage.

That's right, Janice.

But what are the drawbacks
or the holes in Piaget's theory?

Well, he really just studied
his own children

and never took into account culture
or social interactions,

or socioeconomic differences.

-But other than that...
-Other than that, he nailed it.

Janice is you
if you've ever worried

that your best days
were behind you.

I miss him.

I miss talking to him.

I know he's still here with me
and all that,

but it's getting harder and harder
to hear his voice.

I miss him!

I miss my team.

I miss my life.

Well, maybe it's time
to pull some more flyers.

No, no. The game is over.

Come on, the game is never over.

We're always right in the middle
of it, until we're not.

So, look, I just think maybe
we should play as hard as we can

while we still have the chance.

I don't know.

Come on. You asked me to stick around
here and pester you, remember?

All right, this is me pestering you.

Get off your ass.

I understand time, too, you know?

OK.

Do it.

Sometimes, stories are about
making them your own.

-Let's leave it there.
-OK.

See you Thursday.

I'm here! I'm here! I'm here!

-Hey. Hi.
-I'm here! I'm here!

Don't worry,
Simone was very late as well.

Oh, good, good.

-Peter?
-Yeah.

-Look at you.
-It's really something, huh?

-Well, it's big.
-Yes.

Hey, happy game-iversary.

Happy game-iversary. Go, Team Blue!

Go, Team Blue!

Yeah.

Where's Fredwynn?

No idea.

I guess everybody's
running late today.

Fredwynn is never late.

He says that "tardiness
is a moral failing."

You know, Fredwynn hasn't texted
me back in a really long time.

Wait a second. When was the last time
any of us, like, saw Fredwynn?

Oh, dear.

It's just around here.

Fredwynn?

It's me, Janice!

I'm here with Peter and Simone!

-Would you let us--
-It's open.

Oh, this is weird.

Are you in there, buddy?

Fredwynn?

Fredwynn?

Are you here?

Fred--

Oh, Fredwynn.

By now, you're probably wondering,

"What about you,
F-to-the-red-to-the-wynn?

Did you conquer your fears?

Did you find your true self?

Did you make your story your own?"

Well, I did a hell of a lot
more than that.

I am you if you ever suspected

that things were not
as they appeared.

If you sensed that mysterious
forces were at play.

If you knew you couldn't rest
until you finally knew the truth.

Torres: T-O-R-R-E-S.

First name: Clara.

Nothing? Nothing.

No death certificate on file at all?

OK. Options.

One: Human error.

Clara Torres died,
but the paperwork was misplaced

or stolen or eaten by mites.

What's my name? Fredwynn.

Fredwynn. Fredwynn.

My last name?

What is my last name?

Option two: Clara is dead,

but she did not die in
the City of Brotherly Love.

OK. Nothing. First name: Clara.

T-O-R-R-E-S.

First name: Clara.

What's my name?

Options. First name: Clara.

You need my last name? Nothing?

First name: Fredwynn.
Options. T-O-R-R-E-S.

First name: Clara. Torres.

Did I mention
I wasn't sleeping anymore?

Up to this point,
the world had seemed like

a series of interlocking puzzles.

And the beauty of puzzles is
that they can always be solved.

I just had to find the pattern.

The founding principle,
the central thesis,

the solution that would make it
all make sense.

Did I mention
I wasn't sleeping anymore?

Human error.
First name: Clara. Options.

Did I mention
I wasn't sleeping anymore?

Torres. Let's get you some help.
What's my name?

Show me! Where? ...eaten by mites.

I wasn't sleeping anymore.
T-O-R-R-E-S.

...I wasn't sleeping anymore?

And that's when it happened.

I am not crazy.

I'm not crazy.

I am not crazy.

I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy.

Where?

Crazy. Crazy.

Fredwynn.

Octavio Coleman, Esquire.

Indeed.

I see you, Fredwynn.

And I see you.

I told you that. Do you remember?

Yes. And then you put me in a closet.

Such is life.

But then you found your way here,
where all is forgiven.

What is this place?

This is the place of transcendence.

It's the place where...

everything is perfect...

everything's right.

Because you're right, Fredwynn.
You've always been right.

You belong here.

Welcome home.

I finally understood. All of it.

The game, Clara,

the conspiracy, the mystery.

There was only one answer,

one perfect, shining truth.

Is this real?

It's real, and it's not real.

Am I... Am I real?

You are Team Blue.

Your story is your own.

Can I stay?

You can stay here forever.

Do you want to stay here, Fredwynn?

What's happened to him?

He's... gone somewhere else.

Well, should we call someone?

OK, whatever we do, wherever he is,

we have to tell him
it's not real, right?

No, no, no. Don't do that.

Don't do that.

Wherever he is, whatever
he's feeling, it's real to him.

Fredwynn?

Fredwynn, it's me, Janice.

Can you hear me?

I'm here with Peter and Simone,
your teammates.

Do you remember?

We need you, Fredwynn.
We need you to come back.

-Please.
-I don't want to come back.

I'm Clara...

...and my story is my own.

I don't want to come back.

I know you don't.

I like it here.

I know.

This is real.

We are not real.

We're not?

But what's happening to me...

is real.

No!

You know this is the end, right?

Fredwynn, we love you.

We need you to come back.

Come back, please.

But I like it.

It's nice, isn't it, where you are?

Elsewhere. Is that what you call it?

Fredwynn, listen to me.

I know what it's like
to go through something hard.

You feel like you're drowning,
you can't breathe,

and there's no way out.

But there is a way out.

Here, with us.

But remember sitting in the diner,

and the waitress.

And then the house, the flashlights
and all the writing on the walls.

Fredwynn, we love you.

We need you to come back, please.

It's real.

I know it is.

But we're real, too.

Be here. Be with us.

Hi. How are you?

Be here with me.

OK.

Fredwynn.

I need you, Fredwynn.

She'll get him cleaned up.

Yeah.

He said none of us are real.

That's... interesting.

Yes.

It all started with that urn.

I think it started
a long time before that.

-Hey.
-Hey.

How's he doing?

Well, I... He says he wants
to go back to Clara's house.

-Janice...
-I know.

I know. But he says there's something
we need to understand -

all of us, together.

-Hi.
-Hey.

-Thank you for coming.
-Sure.

He had your number.
He has all of our numbers.

Fredwynn... are you all right?

I think that it's time
you told them the truth.

We know about the urn.

We know that Clara wasn't in it.

We are, as we've always been,

in the middle of our story.

The middle.

Look, Lee,
if this is all just some story,

I think we need to finish it,
don't you?

Yeah.

Sometimes, you wish you didn't know
that there was something better.

Because then you wouldn't know
what you'd be missing.

You wouldn't know that other people
are having a better life.

But why does this better life

always have to be somewhere else?

Why can't it be
right where you're standing,

right here, today?

Because I, Clara Torres,

do solemnly swear that beauty is
in the eye of the beholder.

It's all around us, even now.

Maybe we just need a new pair
of glasses to learn how to see it.

Virtual reality is about being
transported somewhere else.

This is different.

This is about augmenting our reality,
getting up, getting out,

seeing the world around us
in a whole new way.

Because maybe,
once we see what's possible,

we can make it real together.

This is my call to arms.

We need to engage the world,

not retreat from it.

Who's with me?

What a long
and winding road it has been.

Ten years.

And never a single moment of doubt
from any of us, right?

Nevertheless, here we are,
ready, finally,

for the unveiling of
The I.D.E.A. 1.0.

Now, this is a fully operational,

network-integrated virtual-reality
personal-user interface,

running on the very latest

GS-Ojai-3 circuitry.

Please, put on your devices.

Oh, we have got to cut another
seven mil off the budget, my dear.

I'm not hearing you.

My ears are filled with
the sounds of chewing.

You know,
we could sell advertisements.

I know, I know.
But we'd make it discreet.

-Like a glowing tag on a gift box.
-Seriously?

Advertisements?

I'm seriously trying
to get you the money

to make your I.D.E.A.
into a reality.

Or you could cut another seven mil.

Now, in lucrative partnership
with third-party advertisers,

targeted to personalized
purchasing habits.

5.3 pounds?

You expect people
to walk down the street

with 5.3 pounds on their heads?

-We'll switch to graphite.
-No.

That messes with
the signal processing.

Hey.

This is how people
are gonna use this thing.

-At home?
-Yes!

Couch surfing, baby! Ride the wave!

Our research has shown
that people are willing

to wear these devices at home

for up to seven hours
in a single sitting.

Couch potatoes with
a credit card on file.

Memories.

Actual memories.

People don't want
to change the world.

They just want to relive
the moments

that mean something to them.

But then they won't be doing
anything new.

You're sedating them.

Who needs television when you can
binge-watch your old memories?

Your past is no longer washed away
by the waters of time.

It can be yours forever.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please remove your devices.

Now, the woman responsible
for all of this.

Her vision.

Her I.D.E.A.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please welcome Clara Torres.

Clara, please, say a few words.

Thank you very much.

So this whole thing - the game -

it was all to make it up to her,
to yourself.

I thought I could
make things... better.

But I lost my way.

I thought maybe this game
would help me remember who I was.

Did it work?

Why are you asking her?
It's not up to her.

You're missing the point.

Fredwynn is right.

It's not up to me.

It's up to him.

Hey.

I got to go with him.

What are you talking about?
You can't go.

Remember the thing about...

me doing something brave
and embarrassing myself instead?

I thought that was the singing.

So did I.

Thank you.

I'm scared for him.

He doesn't have to go alone.

Holy shit,
this is so weird, you guys.

Life is weird. Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.
You mean we can go with him?

-We can help him?
-Of course.

Don't you see? Anything is possible.

We're Team Blue.

And our story is our own.