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(GRUNTING)

(CHATTERING)

(WHOOSHING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLING)

Ouch!

(GRUNTS)

I think I...
I'm beginning to
get the hang of this.

Oh, really?

All right we have
34 hours and change.

Excuse me...
Can I be
of any assistance?

REMBRANDT: Uh,
yeah, maybe you can.

We, we just got here.

Oh, um, so I see.

We're a little
off-course.

Actually, we took
a wrong turn.

Listen, can you tell us
exactly where we are?

You mean
you don't know?

Maybe you'd better
have a cup of tea
first.

Okay? Come on.

(CHUCKLING)
Come on.

There.
Now help yourself.

MAGGIE: Thank you.

I hope it's not
too, strong.

MAGGIE: No,
it looks fine.

So, uh, whose party
is this anyway?

Oh, it's, uh,
just a little
impromptu sort of thing,

just thrown together
by a bunch of us.

It's a lovely
day for a party,
isn't it?

A costume party maybe.

Oh, no. No, no that
would, never be allowed.

Why is that?
You got some
kind of rules here?

Oh, yes, we have enough
rules to shake a violin
bow at, uh,

no, uh, gates
and locks,
and electrified fences.

We're going to take
a look around.

Is there something
that I could show you,
perhaps?

No, no, we just wanna
soak in the atmosphere.

No, no, no, no,
you stay
and have your tea.

We'll be right back.

You'll hear about
that later.

Yeah, well,
too bad about that,

but we had to check
this place out.

Electric fences,
I don't like
the sound of that.

Yeah.

So, did we slide
into a prison
without getting captured,

thus eliminating
the usual gunplay
and middle men?

(LAUGHS)

Something like that.

So, and as it turns out,
Mrs. Twiddles,
prior to joining us,

was a performance
art taxidermist.

(FORCED LAUGHTER)

I mean, there are
many people here

with a lot of very
interesting stories.

Now, how would you
like a little Mozart?

MAN ON PA:
Attention residents.

Return to your rooms
immediately.

That's the riot police.

Riot?
Yes.

They call this a riot?

Yes they do.
It's best
we get out of here!

(SIRENS WAILING)

Uh, maybe until we figure
things out, we ought to...

Do what he says?

Yeah.
Good idea.

Let's go.

Okay, right there.
Here we go.

(CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO)

OFFICER ON MEGAPHONE:
Obey our commands
or force will be used.

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

REMBRANDT:
What if you found a portal
to a parallel universe?

What if you could slide into
a thousand different worlds

where it's the same year
and you're the same person,

but everything else
is different?

And what if you can't
find your way home?

ETHEREAL VOICE: Sliders.

OFFICER: Report
to your rooms at once!

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(REMBRANDT READING)

Whatever it is,
we don't want any.

Come on while
the gate's open!

What about Mallory
and Diana?

Well, there's nothing
we can do
for them now.

We're gonna have
to come back.

I'm really going to
hear about this later.

Come on, this way!

(GRUNTS)

Keep going, Mallory!
We won't help anybody
if we're all caught!

Well, it's about time
you guys got here.

(GRUNTING) Look,
I am telling you,
I don't belong here!

I am not one
of your patients!

This whole fiasco
may have undone
months of progress.

Re-scan every patient
and make
the necessary repairs,

and start with her.

I'm not crazy.
I'm a scientist!

Orderly!

Dr. Shannon says
the patient records

are strewn all over
the central courtyard.

Could you maybe
go down there and help
him pick them up?

I'm all over it.

No the courtyard
is the other way.

Wait!

Sean Carter?

Yes, I'm, uh,
Sean Carter.

I am terribly sorry.
I mistook you
for an orderly.

I am Dr. Ruskin.
When did you arrive?

Just as all hell
broke loose.

I'm sorry
you saw that.

We had a bit
of an incident
this morning.

But believe me,
they are few
and far between.

I'm sure they are.

Ah, I see you've
found your temp card.

Uh, yes. I noticed it
there on the table.

Is, uh, this
your clipboard?
Yes.

And these are your
employment papers.

You can look them over
when you get a chance.

Just sign them
and get them back to me
at your convenience.

Great.
Well, I am anxious
to get back to work.

Uh... Where is
the courtyard again?

That is funny,
Dr. Carter.

The orderlies
can handle that.

Now I need you to get
down to Room 12,
to check on Jane White.

Sure. What's her status?

Jane is just one
of our incurables

and needs to be
looked in on
from time to time.

Consider it done.

Oh, and, Dr. Carter,
welcome aboard.

"Sean Carter,
cognitive therapy
intern."

This could work.

I won't go.

Don't you know
by now that...

That your remapping
has no effect on me?

I'm, uh, not here
to remap you.

Then why have you come?

I just dropped by
to see how you're doing.

Everything okay?

Things are as good
as they're gonna get.

Right.

(INAUDIBLE)

So, uh, what were you
doing when I came in?

Nothing. I wasn't
doing anything.

Yeah, you were,
you were right there
in the corner.

Please, don't
tell Dr. Ruskin.

If you tell Dr. Ruskin,
I'll be punished.

What's the big deal?
It'll wash right off.
What are they?

I just, see 'em
in my head.
And I draw 'em.

I think that
they're messages...

From beyond this reality.

(GRUNTING)

Too bad about
the party, huh?
Hmm.

(SIGHING)

I think I have
a pretty good idea

of what Neural
Remapping Institute
means.

It means insane asylum.

Oh, no, that's
an archaic term,

and very politically
incorrect.

We prefer,
um, rest home.

(SIGHING) Okay,
this isn't a problem.

Uh, I'll just wait
for things to calm down

and when one
of the doctors
gets here,

I'll simply explain,
I don't belong here.

Oh, of course, dear,
like we all did.

I mean, none of us
really belong here.

Right, what do I say,
I came from
a different dimension?

That'll get me out
of here real quick.

You wanna hear
some music?

Uh, you don't have
any strings.

(SHUSHES) That's what
they want you to think.

Why are you here?

No, wait, wait,
let me guess,
let me guess,

let me guess.
You are a dancer?

(STUTTERING) No.

Uh, a painter?

Only in my dining room.

Oh, hmm. Well,
if I may be so bold,

what did you do
to earn your stay here?

I didn't do anything.

Look, you might say
I sort of popped in,
out of thin air.

Oh, that is
very imaginative.

That makes you
a perfect candidate

for remapping.

And once that starts,

there is no
popping out again.

Really? Why,
what do you mean?

Oh, it just means that,
uh, the map of your mind
won't be the same.

That's what they do here.

They change the map
of your mind

and without a map,
you're lost.

Don't be fooled
by appearances,
all right?

We're not all
what we seem to be.

(DOOR OPENING)

They're here.

(SIGHING)

By my calculations,
my feet hurt
about three miles' worth.

And not one single
driver stopped
to pick us up.

I must be
losing my touch.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm thinkin' that Mallory
and Diana didn't make it
out of that place.

So we stick
to our routine.

We get a room
at the Chandler
and we spend the night.

If we don't see
them by morning,

we'll have to
go back in.

Everything's so drab here.

Yeah.

Must be colorless world.
Everything's so gray.

Here's a boarded up
art gallery.

It's too bad,
because this place could
use some spritzing up.

(SIGHS)

Notice.

"This facility
has been found
in violation

"of federal order
number 534B.

"The Creativity
Curtailment Act."

Creativity curtailment?
what the hell is that?

Museums are
against the law?

(DOOR CREAKING)

(GASPS)

Hey, take it easy.
Take it easy.

It's okay. We're not
going to hurt you.

Look, if you're
from the Oakwood,

you'll have to kill me
before I go there.

Okay, listen, that is
the last place we
would want to be from.

Okay? Now,
what are you
doing here?

Are you cops?
No.

What then? Salvagers?
You don't look
like salvagers to me.

We're new in town,
so we're a little
out of touch

with what's been
going on back here.

I was saving this.

Why on Earth?

It's art!

If you say so.
Are you a salvager?

Yeah, there's not much
left to salvage.

Most of it's
been destroyed
by the CC Police.

You mean painting
is against the law?

Painting, music, poetry,

any medium where
new ideas and thoughts
can be expressed.

Where the hell
have you been, China?

Even farther
than that.

Hmm, well, maybe you should
just go back there,

because any place
is better than
the corporate states.

Look, since they've
been running things,

all creativity
has been verboten.

That is crazy. Why?

Well, the story is
that free expression
leads to anger,

anxiety and despair
and stuff like that,

but that's all
a smokescreen.

The truth is that
it provides a platform
for free thought.

Not to mention
enjoying life.

Huh, well,
the corporate take is

those wacky
creative types,

tend to jumble things up
with their crazy ideas.

They threaten
the status quo,
which is pretty dull.

Look, I gotta go.

There's not much
left here,

but if you're interested
in salvaging,

you might want to try
the old music store
down the street.

And be careful
for the Brain Nazis,
they're everywhere.

Wow.

I'm not really an expert,
but these are pretty good.

They locked you up
because you drew these?

Uh-uh, because
I felt them.

I lived them.

They come to me
in dreams.

Wait.

I don't
understand them.

Just don't
do that, okay?

Why not?

That's what you're going
to do to me, isn't it?

Just crumple me up
and throw me away?

No, no...

Look, I tried to explain
to you before, I...
I don't really work here.

I'm just passing through.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Look, I have to
go find someone,

but I'll be back.

(BEEPING)

Uh, excuse me,

I'm looking
for a friend.

(ALL CHATTERING)

(LAUGHS) No,
I don't mean
I'm looking for a friend.

That is, I'm not looking
for volunteers
to be my friend.

Well, for someone
who needs a friend,

you sure are
finicky, friend.

Actually, I'm looking
for a woman.

MAN: Who isn't?

I can see
this isn't
gonna be easy.

(GRUNTING) Oh,
no, you don't! Stop!

Look,
I don't belong here!
I'm not crazy, okay?

I'm not one
of your patients.

Why don't you
believe me?
Let me go!

Mallory!

(SIGHING)
Diet soda.

REMBRANDT: Rough day?

Yeah, I missed
my first day
on the job,

cause of car trouble.
Cell phone's dead.
I'm probably fired.

Where were you heading?

Oakwood Institute.

Sorry, name's
Sean Carter.

Sean, I'm Rembrandt Brown.
This is Maggie Beckett.

Nice to meet you.
You, too.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Dr. Carter,
there you are.

Just familiarizing myself
with the facility.

But of course.

You know, I'd say
you're overdue in seeing
the remapping theater.

The remapping theater,
of course,

I've been
dying to see it.

(ALL LAUGHING)

So, Sean,
what do you do?

I just finished a PhD
in the mental health field.

Yeah, I'm starting
an internship
at the Oakwood

and then plan to,
uh, do some work
in remapping,

things like that.

Though I want to work
with discordant cognition.

Alice Ruskin,
the department head,

is a leader
in the field.

Discordant cognition.

We try and try,
but we just can't

keep up with
the technical stuff.
You know, phew.

Yeah, it's tough
for laymen.

Let me see
if I can explain.

You might call
discordant cognition
a kind of mental illness.

You see, the brain
itself forms unhealthy
neural patterns,

which have to be
cleared out
and then remapped.

In my dissertation
I actually worked on
two theories.

One suggests that
creativity is a result
of nurturing.

I'm still inclined
to think that

most aberrants
are born creative.

Hmm, but genetics,
you know,
they're rather dull.

Very little you can
do about them.

So, what do you do?

I'm a singer.

A Singer sewing
machine repairman.

(LAUGHS) He's really
good at it, too.

And you should see
what this guy can do
with a bobbin.

Sounds, uh, interesting.

Wow, look at the time.

I have an early
day tomorrow.

It was nice meeting you.

Likewise.

Ow!

Sewing machine repairman?

(SOFTLY) They could
lock you up.
Don't you get it?

They commit people
like you.

Oh, yeah. That's right.
I'm one of those
"wacky creative types."

(SIGHING)

Do you think he suspects?

I don't know.

But, if we play
our cards right,

he could be
our ticket back
to Oakwood.

Oh, man.

This pair belonged
to a sculptor.

When we caught
up to him,
he was doing nudes.

Can you imagine
such a thing?

You see right here...

This is where we located
the source of the discordant
cognition.

Usually the creative urge
is located in
the left cranial hemisphere.

You mean the right?

No, I mean the left.

Of course,
I stand corrected.

We remapped
the synaptic patterns,

so that they detoured
around the area,

and here, you can
see the changes.

And today,
he's a productive

and happy
gas station attendant.

(SIGHS)

Are you always
so successful?

In the end, yes.

But sometimes
we have to go slowly
in stages.

The patient we remapped
this morning, for instance.

You've had some problems?

Nothing we can't overcome.

Hmm, this way,
I'll show you.

(GRUNTING)

Can I have
a few minutes
alone with her?

Of course.

Diana.

Can you hear me?

(STUTTERING)

Can you talk?

I don't understand.

What are you
trying to tell me?

My God,
what have they
done to you?

Whoa!
How'd you do that?

Wait a minute.

How I envy you.

Envy? What do you envy?

She can see.
And she can understand.

Her mind is tapped
into the universal
consciousness.

She's beyond all limits.

Diana?

Diana,
can you hear me
this morning?

I... I brought you
some coffee.

I thought
I'd find you here.

I've never seen
anything like it.

No, I'm sure
you haven't.

You know I just got
a rather interesting
phone call.

It seems Sean Carter
had car trouble
last night.

He called
to apologize
for being late.

That's obviously
someone's idea
of a bad joke.

Hmm,
I thought of that.
I thought of that.

So I asked him
the name of his
doctoral dissertation.

And he told me.

Do you happen to
remember that title?

I see.

Then I really just
have one more question
for you.

Who are you, really?

Get him out of here.

Take this one, too.

Everybody out, now!

Go! Get out, get out!

(LOUD THUMPING)

Have to hand it
to the girl
in the art gallery.

She was right
about the Brain Nazis.

And Sean,
for the record,
I am a singer.

(GROANING SOFTLY)

Night, night.

All right, well,
you take the tranq gun...

And I'll keep this one
in case we need more
effective medication.

(GRUNTING)

Now, Dr. Carter
or whatever
your name is,

we are ready to remap.

Is that how you deal
with anyone
who disagrees with you,

rewire them?

Oh, no. This is
how we deal with
sociopaths and misfits.

I've been in your ward.

You haven't exactly
cured those people.

Unfortunately,
the remapping isn't
always 100% effective.

But, those who don't
fully recover
are well taken care of.

Unlike yourself.

You don't know
anything about me.

Hmm, let's see,
you infiltrated
this facility,

you assumed
a false identity.

Obviously you're some
kind of spy,

or worse, some
freethinking terrorist.

We're just lucky
we caught you in time

before you could
do any more damage.

Sounds like this world
could use more people
like me.

Spoken like
a true individualist.

The fewer of you
there are,
the better off we are.

Ruskin.
Was that the name?

Yeah, Dr. Alice Ruskin.

108. Let's go.

Okay, that should
just about do it.

Aren't you in the least
bit interested in what's
going on with my friend?

Oh, I'm very interested,

but not in what
you have to say
about it.

We've seen these
telekinetic
side effects before.

Not quite on this scale,

but I plan to fix it
just as soon
as I see to you.

Fix it?
That's a good one.

My friend was happy
until you got to her.

Happy?

Happy with her brain
all tangled up
in discordant cognition?

Well, she might have
thought she was happy,

with all those wild,
illogical thoughts
coursing through her head,

but she couldn't
really be content
that way.

Shouldn't that
be her decision?

Hasn't society
tried that? Hmm?

People cannot be trusted
to formulate their own ideas.

The result is...

Chaos.

That's why we have
the government.

I imagine the inmates
are running the asylum
there, too.

(SCOFFS)
Enough of this.
Let's get started.

Hold it!

(GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

(BEEPS)

(MUTTERING)

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.
You waiting
for an invite?

Just burning this
image into my brain.

(CHUCKLING) I want
to remember it.

How warm
and fuzzy of you.

Now do I have to
say please?

What's the matter
with her?

The people here
have some process

that rewires the brain
to squash creative urges.

We heard about that.

Well, try this out.

Where she and I come from,
the right brain processes
artistic ability,

creativity,
stuff like that.

Sure, psych 101.

Well, on this world,
the left side of the brain
performs those functions.

These guys tried
to work on Diana

with a faulty schematic
and botched the job!

You saying
that these bastards
fried her brain?

I don't think so.

But something has caused
a kind of crossed circuit.

It's woken up
parts of her brain

that she's not normally
in touch with.

She can make a windstorm
and cause things to float.

But she can't talk.

So who can reverse this?

I think you just shot her.

Well, there's got to
be another doctor here
who can do it.

We're running
out of time.

I got an idea.

Diana...
Can you hear me?

We're here.

Baby, you're not alone.

Seems like you have
the run of the place.

I'm trying to make
employee of the month.

Everybody,
this is Jane.

She shares
some kind of special
link with Diana.

I'm not exactly
sure what.

Hello, Jane.

I'm Rembrandt.

Can you help
our friend?

Why would I
want to do that?

How is that
gonna help us?

Listen, Jane, we need
to get our friend
out of this trance.

She's beyond your help.
She's beyond all of us.

She's out there.

She left her body.

Her mind is now
one with the universe.

Check please.

We leave you
in charge
for a few hours...

Jane, listen carefully.

Our friend doesn't
want to be one
with the universe.

She does.

I can feel her energy.

(GASPING) She cares
about you very much...

But she's happy.

Diana's where
she wants to be.

Okay, people, less talk
and a little more action.

Let's get her to
the remapping room.

Dr. Ruskin?

(ALARM BLARING)

(ORDERLIES CLAMORING)

What's going on?

I think our time
has run out.

Someone must have
found Dr. Ruskin
and the nurse.

That doesn't
change anything.

We still need
to do this.

Wait a minute,

maybe we could use
some help
from the crazy people.

What do you say
we stage another riot?

They weren't very good
at the first one.

All they need
is a little coaching.

So where do they
keep the loonies
around here?

Back down the hall.
Here, this opens the door.

All right, go ahead.

WOMAN ON PA:
Lock down will be complete.

Uh, everybody, listen up.

We're gonna have
ourselves another riot.

I better get my tea.

No, no, no tea,
no umbrellas,

no lawn games.

I want you all to
think for a minute,

about how much
you hate being here.

I want you to think
real hard about the way
that they treat you.

Now when was the last time
you were able to watch TV
after 11:00?

I miss Tom Snyder.

Everybody does.

Don't you miss taking
trips to the bathroom
by yourselves?

ALL: Yeah!

When was the last time
you really got to play
with a sharp object?

Hey, runnin'
with the scissors!

What about your
conjugal visits?

I bet they don't let
crazy people have them.

What's a conjugal?

We won't even talk
about the food.

ALL: (GROANING) No!

Which tastes like something
from out of the inside

of a 30-year-old
basketball shoe.

Oh, I'm here to tell you
that you gotta get mean!

ALL: Yeah!

You got to get angry!
You got to go crazy!

(ALL CHEERING)

That's the stuff!

No more
fancy tea parties.
Say it!

ALL: No more
fancy tea parties!

No more
fancy tea parties!

No more fancy tea parties!
No more fancy tea parties!

Come on, out that door.

(ALL YELLING)

That was very good.

You must have
done that before.

Yeah, well,
when you grew up
in a Baptist church,

some things
just stick with you.

Make up your mind, brother.

Why'd you do it?

My friend needs help.

You see,
where I come from,

people have rights.

To say what they want,
what they believe.

And when someone
wants to take away
those rights,

well, you watch out,
'cause we'll fight
like hell to keep them.

I remember
a time like that.

A long time ago.

Yeah, well, now
if I can find
a neurosurgeon,

my day will be complete.

(SOFTLY) Wait a minute.

I'm a neurosurgeon.

Honest.

Sounds like you really
turned on the crazies.

(GRUNTING)
My natural charm.

Look, I think
I brought us
some help here.

This guy plays a fiddle
with no strings.

Yeah, well, he's also
Dr. Malcolm White.

He invented this...
This neuro-mapper.

Excuse me.

There... There should be
a neural map of your friend

still on file
in the databank.

And once we find it,
we simply use it
as a template,

to rechart
the neural pathways.

(CLAMORING)

Wait, wait,
have we thought
this thing through?

Jane?

Hello, Father.

Then you're not
a lunatic?

No, the only lunatic thing
I ever did was to
invent this procedure.

No, correction,
the second.

The first was
using it on Jane.

Why did you do it
in the first place?

I never intended
to use this device
for political purposes.

I sought to tap into
the collective human
consciousness,

which exists in limits
beyond this dimension.

A realm I believe
is accessible

through certain uncharted
regions of the brain.

Jane exists
half in that place

and half in our own.

She was a willing
participant.

She shared in my passion
for the unknown.

Unfortunately, when certain
governmental powers
discovered the device,

they took it,
and they erased
her neural map.

And without it,
I'm helpless.
I can't...

I can't restore her.

And as penance
I committed myself.

(POLICE CHATTER CONTINUES)

We're ready.

Diana?

She's unchanged.

What do you mean
unchanged?

I thought you said
you fixed it?

She's gone here.

DR. WHITE: Oh, my.

You better explain.

It seems that
she has attained

what Jane and I
tried to achieve.

I mean,
this is a formula
for consciousness

as it exists
extra-dimensionally.

It seems your friend's
consciousness

is now in
the universal collective,

and her body is
just merely a shell.

(INMATES CLAMORING)

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Just a few minutes, guys.

Reverse the mapping process.

What?

I don't have time
to explain it all.

Just apply the process
to the left side
of her brain.

Will that do it?

This is nuts! I mean,
what do you know
about brain science?

Just do it!
(GUN COCKING)

Do as he says.

All right.

It's anybody's guess.

We're not the sort
to leave well enough
alone.

I can see that.

You've got
a chance here.

That riot out there
is gonna be over with
soon.

We're gonna be gone.

You're gonna be on your own.

You can use what you know
to make a difference.

Or not.

And one last thing,
think different.

It's time to go, folks.

Amen.

Let's take her
to the bench.

What do you think?

I don't know.

Diana?

Diana?

Remmy?

(SIGHING)
Where are we?

Well, I don't know.
We just got here.

How do you feel?

I don't know.
It's hard to say.

Oh!

I had the most
incredible dream.

That wasn't a dream.

They, uh,
remapped your mind.

But Remmy found
the doctor who
invented the process,

and he reversed it.

We think.

I was in this
very strange place.

It was like my mind
was in touch
with the cosmos.

And I wanted to reach out,

and to travel
beyond the stars.

Oh, we have
a long way to go.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, how about
a short trip first?

We can continue this
over lunch
at that restaurant.

You're always thinking
of your stomach.

Maybe we should
get Diana
some clothes first.

MALLORY: She looks fine.

Hey, I'm glad you're back.

Yeah, me, too.

(GRUNTING)

Did you know,
that they don't eat

in the inter-dimensional
human collective
consciousness?

Hmm. You learn
something every day.