All language subtitles for Residents.Of.Arcadia.2021.720p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

The immutable

sense of despair
is only due to your mind's work.

It's the way our brains process
time and space. You see, now,

we could be
in our childhood home

with our grandmother
baking a cake.

A moment later, we could be
experiencing a sense of failure

an exam, perhaps, that we fear
we're not going to pass.

And all of this
is happening right here,

right now, in the present.

Where nothing
is really transpiring.

Meanwhile, your body
experiences all the nostalgia

and all the fears
germinating from

thoughts of past and future.

Hi, ladies. Beautiful day today.

And the guys at the office
just send me over

the first batch of our awesome
Silkderm Hydration Cream.

SPF 50 plus.

Today's
the perfect day to try it on.

I've just put them on my chest.

It's so smooth and refreshing.

Don't forget the launch is

in less than two weeks,
so get your preorders in now.

No Ma, tonight
we have people over, okay.

You can swing by before seven.

Otherwise,
let's do something tomorrow.

Yeah, and

tell Pa not to be lazy, okay?

No, let me, yeah

Let me talk to him. Put him on

Hey, Pa.

Come va?

Passato el mal di..
ehm...di, di tes...

We're doing
brunch tomorrow morning, okay?

I forgot we're having
Andrew over tonight.

Yeah. Mm hmm.

Yeah, sure.. I'll ask her, but
dinner shouldn't be a problem.

Mm hmm.

Yeah,

no worries at all. Cool.

Bye.

Hey, Daanis,

did you find that lamb shank?

I was thinking
maybe we can do that,

that recipe
he told me about last time.

You know, the lamb tagine
or whatever the fuck.

Andrew would love it.

Something exotic,
you know, Mediterranean.

- Sure.
- Not too much animal, please.

Caroline and I are doing that
challenge, remember?

Let's do salad for you to then.

So you're
going to have lamb shank

and some other refined dishes
while we have salad.

Good. Can we talk?

Your mother dropped this off.

What's this?

Bhindi Masala

She never disappoints.

You can have that
instead of the salad.

Okay.

Come with me.

Let's go.

Can you tell me
why you called her?

Ahm...who?

Her. It's Andrew and Caroline,
for God's sake.

We're not hosting a Christmas
dinner.

It's casual, and
we can't afford to hire a maid

every time we have people over.

Last time we had them
over here was six months ago.

And you know
what they're like, okay?

The lifestyle and all.
We got to keep up.

Of course I do.

That's why we stopped
hanging out with them.

When I have to trade
hiring a new PR for a bottle

of whoever-the-fuck-cares.

That's when I go for coffee.

She offered

Ani, and we haven't
hired her in over three weeks.

Come on.

So we're doing charity now.

I've been waiting for
philanthropists to come along.

I didn't know
I had one in the house.

No, look, listen,

it will be fine, okay?

Of course it will be fine.

Don't go inspirational on me
over a fucking dinner.

Leave it to your crowd, tribe.

Whatever you call it.

I mean, your sunscreen launch.

Look, you put
a lot of work into this,

and it's gonna be great.

You're gonna be great.

Steve,

I don't snap about the maid
because of other reasons,

but because of the maid herself.

I know we need
to keep up this facade,

this lifestyle in the eyes
of the guests and residents,

but can we at least
try to do it on the cheap?

That's all I'm asking.

Now, please get out of my face.

I need to call my mom.

Thank you, Daanis.

Okay, so what's a good
substitute for eggs then?

Cornmeal?

How about disappointment?

It's a challenge.

And just for a month.

To be honest,
I already feel better, right?

Oh, I feel great. Meat always...

- ...makes me feel so bloated.
- Andrew, how the wine?

Oh, excellent, my friend!

- Great?
- Great choice.

Bordeaux. 2018.

- It's a classic.
- Nobody cares.

- You know summer extended
way into... - Poor guy.

...September that year giving us
this excellent vintage.

This man, always
so obsessed with his wine.

Yes, I am. Just look at the
color. It's fucking beautiful.

You know, we implemented a plant
based diet for our employees.

We tried to
encourage the use of

standing desks. Gym breaks.

We built a fucking
pool for these guys.

But you know programmers, they
are in Arcadia 18 hours a day.

- I don't know programmers.
- Stop it.

When they disconnect, they
barely remember their names.

I can't even sit still for more
than 30 minutes straight.

You know, in the end,
diet is the secret to a long

and healthy life.

Oh, Jesus Christ. My Nonno,
would smoke like a chimney

And he ate
chicken, like, every day.

And he lived till
like, what? 104, I think.

You...you
want to know why?

Olive oil.

- That's the secret.
- Again with your nonno

and his olive oil.

He's Italian.

Being obsessed with food
comes with the territory.

Thank you, Caroline.

If I were Swiss, I'd eat
chocolate and check the time.

Daanis, the lamb
was excellent, by the way.

- Thank you.
- Did you guys hear

the story
about cadavers

not decomposing as quickly

because of all
the preservatives we take in?

- Jesus Christ, Caroline!
- Oh, baby!

I wouldn't trade mac and cheese
for fast decay on my deathbed.

You know, if we can afford
a healthy plant based diet,

we should go that route.

I mean, our parents didn't
have the options we have today.

You know what? I agree.

My father had steaks
when he moved here.

Before that,
it was only noodles and cabbage.

Okay.

There's no point discussing
serious topics with you guys.

What the hell was that sound?

Must be that coyote again?

You guys have coyotes here.

Daanis,

could you
please check outside?

I will.

Thank you.

We haven't had a coyote here...

So what was it?

Nothing.

Must have been that coyote.

- It's fine.
- Alright.

I added a little
something extra

for the cab
and the late night.

Thank you again
for dinner. It was fantastic.

Oh, no, thank you.

Let me know
if you need anything else.

I sure will.

- You have a good night, okay?
- Good night.

Bye!

Bye Anika.

You know,
I didn't like Andrew's joke

I didn't like Andrew's joke

about his father eating steak.

It was just a joke to tease you.

It's not like my parents
became carnivores

once they moved to
North America.

They were vegetarian in Mumbai,
and they still are in Vancouver.

Is that another glass?

I'm finishing the bottle.

Yeah, the one you just opened.

The level of energy you have.

What energy? I'm going to bed.
You coming?

Forbes
just released an interview

with Goren Minami.
This year is the year.

He'll sign with Eltron.

Probably end up first
on the list

of greatest influencers
of the 21st century.

That guy is practically--

I think there's
someone outside.

He isn't moving.

What should we do?

Let's wait and see.

Do we have
any valuables outside?

Only the prototype to
my sunscreen.

Worst case scenario,
he'll steal the formula

and become
a millionaire before I do.

Let's see what happens

if we pretend
we didn't notice him.

After staring at him
for 5 minutes straight?

Yeah, like...

"Oh, sorry.
It must have been a shadow."

"I must have got confused."

Just see what
he does. See what he does.

Okay.

Let's pretend
I'm brushing my hair,

and we're having
a smart conversation.

A smart conversation.

That's a staple in this house.

Shit.
He's gone.

Okay,

I'll make sure
the alarm is on, okay?

Check the doors and windows.

We need to send a warning
out to the police station.

Hi. We just saw someone
trespassing on our property.

No. He disappeared right after.

Are any of you patrolling
Eagle Heights tonight?

Just want to
give you a heads-up.

We're at 4624 Carmine Street.

Okay.

Thanks.

It's happened before.

You know, ex residents
that just can't afford

this kind of lifestyle anymore
and I guess they miss it.

I don't know.

Hi, ma'am.

I was just telling your husband

that that man
there was circling your house,

intending
on breaking in.

Ex-residents,

You know, sometimes they
just want to get back in with

the rich and the famous

Oh, my God.

That gate

is a piece of shit.

How did he do it?

Anybody can force open
that little wooden gate, Anika,

we need to reinforce it.

Maybe add a lock
instead of a latch?

No.

How did he find this house?

The agents were very clear,

ex-residents wouldn't
have a way back to the property.

It was in our contract.

It's their fault this happened.

You know what,
he might be an old tenant

from a different house.

Go figure.

What the fuck is that?

It won't stop.

Is this some
new app you installed?

Why is it on the TV?

I have no idea, Anika.

Ani.

There's one
in the bathroom as well.

Anything reflective?

It's not on the wall.

It's, it's on the mirror.

The mirror.
You know, the mirror.

The mirror that
reflects your fucking image.

You know, the--

Look, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to swear. Okay.

Yes, I apologize. I--

He hung up on me
just because I swore.

Can you believe these people?

What do you think an electrician

would know about
a count down on a mirror?

You know, who am I
supposed to call here?

- A watchmaker.
- The agent.

And what would the agent know?

It's happening in the house, and
you have to call them anyway

- about the break in.
- Attempted break in.

- Attempted break in.
- Whatever.

They should know
what's going on.

Hi. My name is Steve Loreto.

Account number 768542.

I'm calling
regarding a couple of issues

we had recently,

one of which
we're still experiencing.

Yeah.

I'm on hold

All of them.

From the bathrooms
to my wife's vanity.

It's everywhere.

Okay, so we wait and see.

Can we schedule
an inspection anyway?

Just in case
some problem emerges?

Okay.

Thanks.

What did they say?

To wait until
the end of the countdown

and see if something
happens? I don't know.

Do they know
what it could be?

No. He said it might be an
issue with how the mainframe

how it connects to the lenses.

- the reflection.
- Basically tech lingo

you didn't understand.

Not a fucking word.

Okay, let's wait
and see what happens.

Why am I so sleepy?

Me too.

What the hell is going
on, Steve?

I don't know.

But I feel like taking a nap.

It's the middle of the day.

It's a perfect time for a nap.

What about,

what about the countdown?

What if something
happen while we're asleep?

I'll try to stay awake.

Okay? I'll wake you,
if something happens,

It's almost over.

I think I can do it.

Mr. Rossetti.

Miss. Patel,
welcome to the center.

Please deposit your pod and
lenses over there and follow me.

Dr. Lin is waiting for you.

Please take a seat.

When did we, as a species,
inherit this nomadic feature?

This itinerant behavior.

You must admit,
is utterly suspicious

that individuals,
regardless of race, nurture

or location would
at one point or another

question their own milieu,

wondering about an outer
world where they could thrive,

despite the
disadvantage, this new habitat

would certainly present.

To this day it's still
a fascinating mystery to me.

Don't you agree?

I'm sorry but I have no clue
what you're talking about.

You've been
expelled from the platform.

What platform?

You see that little
wristband there?

It's rebuilding your
memory structure as we speak.

In the next 4 to 8 hours,

you will slowly
start recollecting

the past year of your life.

The feeling would
be one of a dream.

A fairly detailed
and a very long one.

A year?

That's how long
you've been in the vacuum,

since your Arcadia
permit got accepted.

But, unfortunately,

the system has
rejected your synaptic linkage.

Consequently evicting
you from the platform.

So my job, here today,
is to assess your memory,

to ensure that

nothing has been
compromised by the ejection.

Name?

It's...

...Steve.

It says...

Remo. Remo Rossetti.

Name?

It's Mira Patel.

Who's Anika?

Anika's the name of your avatar.

I just remember a pool.
I was talking to a camera.

And I was in a bikini, all
the time, for no reason at all.

Their features, whether
you're pleased with them or not,

are a consequence
of your initial request.

Steve.

Motivational speaker.

Wine lover.

English-speaker.

Italian heritage,
but no Italian accent.

That's very specific.

Anika, successful
lifestyle entrepreneur.

Internet prime influencer.

Changing the
world for the better.

It's a classic.

I was about to launch
my sunscreen. I remember.

Yeah. I just hit
two million followers.

This is good. This is progress.

Let's expand on the

bakery and the
aromatherapy store, shall we?

The pre-Arcadia time frame.

Bakery? Uh.

That was a very long time ago.

Yes. Right before
Arcadia, just over a year.

Yes.

I moved to Canada.
I was working at a

pizzeria, then a winery.

The winery where we met!

Oh yeah, yeah,
you ordered a Pinot Grigio

and you were wearing
the dress with the little--

Okay, uh, let's not dwell
on irrelevant minutiae.

Let's continue with
the big milestones.

How I end up
working at the bakery?

It's not for me to tell.

And why was I working
at the aromatherapy store?

What about the other places?
The mining office? The tech lab?

The work permit.

Yes! The work permit.

It was expiring.
We had to leave the country.

And?

And leave each other.
Going back home.

So?

So we decided to...

Sign up to...

- Arcadia!
- Arcadia!

Excellent, excellent!

Well done.

But, but, why?

Well, the immigration office

considers your
application to Arcadia

as an extension of your

ordinary work permit
as to allow to stay--

No, but why
did we get disconnected?

Yeah.

We signed, uh...

Yeah, yeah we signed for the
platform two years. I remember.

Yours is a unique case.

Which explains my presence here.

Nobody connects to
Arcadia Canada from Canada.

We were willing to
undertake your experiment, but

as we have discussed
during your profiling,

the procedure is highly unstable

Arcadia is meant
to be experienced

solely by
individuals living abroad.

It's a way for
suitable immigrants

to indulge in the
ideal life they'd have,

if they'd eventually
decide to move here.

Millions of people
from around the world

connect to
Arcadia as we speak.

And how many people are being
disconnected as we speak?

None.

Unlike you two,

all of our residents
live outside of Canada.

If you're already here,

why would you want to
live your ideal life in Canada

via a virtual platform when you
can live it in the real world?

What?
You mean, just working

10 hours every
single day at a bakery?

And there's no pool in
my aromatherapy memories.

Certain things take
time and character.

A tadpole has to grow
legs to become a frog.

Okay. So how
do we get back in?

Well.

If that is your ambition,

you're more than
welcome to submit

a second set of
paperwork together with the fee.

Perhaps on the
second attempt

your stay in the
vacuum would last longer.

We can't guarantee, but

we are open
to explore that option.

This is no way
to run a business.

And what are we
supposed to do?

Pay another submission
fee and what was that?

Ten thousand dollars?

It's just another
day at the bakery.

Your work permit extension

has been reactivated
effective immediately.

You will be able
to work in the country

for a total of 21 days.

After which you will be
expected to leave Canada.

Unless of course,

a new work permit or an
Arcadia permit is issued.

No. This is bullshit!

What are we supposed to do?

Find a new job,

and earn ten thousand
dollars in three weeks?

I'm sorry if this is not
to your satisfaction,

but there's nothing we can do.

Nurse Mary will take
you to the property room

where you can
retrieve your belongings.

A driver will take you home.

Good luck and
thank you for choosing Arcadia.

Hey Mira, finally!

You know, they opened up

new headquarters in
the city center here in Delhi.

You know

And they also wanted me to
be an eye surgeon, Karan.

But Mira, you're still not livin
in the real world.

and can become a Landlord
once you reach a certain level.

You become conscious
of your avatar status

and can disconnect anytime.

It seems a bit
far-fetched to me, I mean.

You were so young.

When was this?

2028.

Before I moved here.

Back when the channel
was still making money.

Do you remember this?

One of your prototypes.

Yeah. Nail polish for pets.

And what's the difference with,
uh, nail polish for people?

Exactly the customer's point.

I missed your face.

I missed your face too.

I didn't miss this.

A basement filled with nostalgia

of a past
I don't want to remember.

They're looking for
an assistant motivator

in a company downtown.

Do they offer sponsorships
for a work permit?

I don't know, uh.

I hope so.

I found a networking
event for Friday night.

I can meet some
companies face to face

and see if they're
looking for someone.

That's good.

Okay.

Help me with these boxes.

Let's clean up this place.

I can't
concentrate in this mess.

Rmo.

Rimmo.

Remo. How do you pronounce it?

It's Remo, in Italian.

But you can
call me Reemo, like, uh,

many people.

Right. So Mr Rossini.

Rossetti.

You're already
aware of our services.

We're helping people
to achieve their best selves

through the power of words.

And what power that is!

When a child gets hurt
and cries, where does he go?

He runs to his mother.

Is he looking
for a hug? Sure.

Is he looking for someone
to wipe away his tears?

Most certainly.

But the thing he craves to get,

what he needs
more than anything else

in the whole world.

Are words of consolation.

And that's what we do!
We give words of consolation.

To children?

Children?

Why children?

Like in your example.

We're helping people

when they're at the
bottom rung, Mr Rossini.

Rossetti.

When they've
gone off the deep end.

At their nadir.

Ah! Of course.
Their nadir. Of course.

What's a good Italian example?

Before they get...

'the last
offer they can't refuse'.

'The last
pasta before they go mamma mia!'

Hahaha!

- So good. So good.
- That's a good one, right?

Well, I...

I can see from your
resume that you were

a motivational
speaker in Italy.

Yes.

- That was an Italian, right?
- Yes.

Common internet I suppose?

Uh, I had enough of a fan base
to sign for the Internet Prime,

but then you know the economy
went down, the euro failing,

the views went down.

Lots of people trading in their
Ferraris for Vespas, I guess?

So, uh, my only option was
to move away. Try some--

Hey, do you know the Italian
who went to Malta?

No.

The meme.

So I go into my room in a hotel.

There's no sheets on my bed.

So I call the manager, and I say

"I need a sheet. "
He says "Go to the toilet".

And I say "I need
a sheet on my bed."

He says "You better
not sheet on my bed,

you son of a bitch!'' Haha!

That was a good one right?

So good. So good.

How did it go?

Same old, same old?

The networking event has a
hundred dollar entry fee.

Fifty if you knew
someone to refer you,

and unless you're in
management and I don't know it,

I'm not going anywhere.

So we're left with
only one option then?

Being deported is another.

Sounds better than
what you have in mind.

Nothing has
changed since you left.

Only orders got bigger

and labor is a real
pain to find these days.

Look, look, look
at this. Look at this.

You see, it's too demanding.
People leave after two days.

So I spoke with
the immigration officer.

If you guys are
committed to the job,

can handle the work,

I can talk to my manager

and we can start
on those papers right away.

What do you think?

Gino, that would
be really helpful.

Our permit expires
in three weeks. So....

so we can start any time,

If your manager's
okay with this.

I'm the chef here.
I decide when you guys start,

and when you guys start is
whenever you want.

Isn't today a great day?

I got my espresso,

the first batch is in the oven,
and look at this. Look at this.

A new order came in.

Two thousand cakes
by the end of the month.

Isn't that exciting?

Isn't that exciting?

Exciting!

I don't think I can do this.

We have no choice.

I'm going to call
the aromatherapy store.

I trade inhaling
patchouli then kneading dough

any day of the week.

Gino, ciao!

So I have great news
for you guys today.

I know I said
two to three weeks,

but I spoke to my
manager and because of the

fairly urgent situation

and the order
that came in two days ago,

he said to go ahead
with your contracts.

Yay! Exciting right?

That's, that's good!

Okay, so only caveat,
a small proviso really,

is that we cannot
really hire you guys

both full time right away.

We have to go
for a part-time agreement,

which I guess will leave you

time for other activities, right

Okay, I need your signature here

Fourteen dollars an hour?

What the fuck are we gonna do
with fourteen dollars an hour?

And part time?

My brain is fried.
And those Italian songs?

Jesus Christ.
Ten hours of that crap.

No, you just don't
understand the lyrics.

They're actually very beautiful.

Are we really talking
about the songs right now?

I don't care about the songs.

Can you imagine
yourself doing this shit

every single day?

Until when?
Two years of minimum wage.

No. We just work until we save
enough to join back Arcadia.

Maybe six, seven months.

With fourteen dollars an hour?

Listen,

we just need to,

look at what you call it,
the uh, the golden line.

The silver lining.

Thanks to Gino, we have a way
to renew our work permit,

Stay in the country.

And to answer your question, no,

I don't see myself filling
pastries for two years.

I see myself making videos.

Helping people with their lives.

What don't you do it then?

Do what?

We spent a year
in the simulation

doing what we
always wanted.

Why can't we just
make it happen here?

Didn't we try that
before signing to Arcadia?

Yes, but now it's different.

We lived our vision.

We know what it looks
like and how to reach it.

Let's just make it happen again.

What? You think we should just

just do what we
used to do in Arcadia?

Yes! And I'll make a product
and market the shit out of it.

I have...

half the eloquence and ten times
the accent of my avatar.

Maybe there are
other Italians like you,

stuck in shitty
situations, trying to

find some consolation,
some motivation.

Here it is: Remo and
his daily inspiration pills.

You feel you've been abandoned.

Or you feel you've
been left alone

Uh, no. Abandon is too dramatic.

Leaving the place you call
home, can be a grudging...

Uh, drudging...Leaving the place

Leaving the place
you call home can be a...

a dressing feeling...

One,
you're loud.

Two, you sound like a
pharmaceutical commercial.

Three, the word you're
looking for is distressing.

Distressing...

Distressing...

Grazie.

And why does this uh...

No. How. How.
How does it feel to...

Where is this feeling come from?

Coming from.
Where?

Maybe you just...

Feel lonely.

Maybe you, you just feel lonely.

Maybe you'll just feel lonely...

Hey girls. This is a
short video to thank you all

for the overwhelming support

for my Silkderm
Hydration Cream SPF 50 plus.

I can't believe I finally did it

and I'm so happy that

I can share this
moment with all of you.

As you know
I've been struggling...

So you don't remember
posting a video like this?

No. Never. And she's talking
about feedback, comments.

Look, here.

'Oh my god. This
cream is so phenomenal.

Makes my skin so smooth.'

It's a fake comment.

"I can spend as much
time as I want under the sun

thanks to Silkderm
Hydration Cream."

It's a fake comment too.

Who cares? That's not
the point. The point is,

that's me!
That's Anika.

Who sent you this video?

Caroline.

Caroline?

What, you mean Andrew's wife?

Yes, but again, aren't they
supposed to be avatars?

This....this is strange.

Thank you for
finally catching on.

Videos like this

shouldn't be able
to leave Internet Prime.

You try and reply
the sender, Caroline?

No. I just received it.

If they have videos of Anika,

maybe they have
videos of Steve too.

Okay. Maybe.

Hi, this is Mira.

Look at you.
Aren't you a darling?

I'm Karim,
but you can call me Caroline.

Nice to meet you.

Yes I know. Let's go.

It is all a big bag of BS.

Like my mother used to say.

Bullshit with a capital B.

Arcadia has been
experiencing glitches

even before we signed up.

And every time it happens,
they come up with some excuse.

Oh, you were a resident before.

Oh, your work
permit is in conflict

with some clause
up my father's ass.

They're just experiencing
an overload of users

and their servers
they can't keep up. That's all.

Eight months we spent inside.

Eight glorious months.

And then... Boom!

Back to reality.

Reason?

An issue with Jing's
name on the passport.

Do you miss it?
The vacuum?

I was having a blast as Caroline

Always dressed to impress.

Prima Donna to the bone.

I own three
thousand dollar pajamas

and slippers that
could pay for my rent.

And now.

I work at the retail store.

Can you believe it?

Me. Caroline La Belle.

Stylist. Trendsetter.
Reduced to a mere clerk.

Disgracefully replaceable.

What about Andrew?

Jing.

How's he holding up?

He got the job as a programmer.

We got our work
permit through him this time.

He wants to open his
own company one day

just like he did in Arcadia.

But, the transfer back to this,
hit him pretty hard.

The result is
the video I sent you.

He hacked into Arcadia servers

in search for the
life we used to live.

Did he find more
videos of Anika?

What about Steve?

The video I sent you
is one of nine others

that we dug up from your page.

Anika's page.

She's been posting
for the last two weeks

as if nothing
has ever happened.

And Steve,
that tall drink of water?

He's still going strong as well.

Did he find more videos of him?

The tepid response
to your actions

is only the surface
of a conversation

you're having
with yourself first.

And you're quick,
to cast judgment on others

before digging
inside the dynamics,

your ego is conceiving.

You see, all too often...

This guy is good.

He's good.
But he's not you.

You sure these aren't...

pieces that got lost when
they reconstructed our memories?

No. This video is
from two days ago.

Look. Everything I found is
content produced by your avatar

after you left Arcadia.

Did you try to
communicate with them?

With whom?

The avatars.
Did you DM them?

Have you ever responded

to a single message
your fans sent you?

But we're not fans. We're...

Okay. I can see your point.

So, who's behind this?

Who's impersonating us?

There's no us

We are not them anymore.

Arcadia uses avatars as
characters in a video game.

Once you're out
another person takes over.

Which makes total sense.

Why waste all of the progress

the character has
made in Arcadia?

Just put someone else in
and see how they perform.

What, you're saying
there's just some new person

just living Steve's life?

Consider Steve like a horse.

I'm not a horse.

You're not Steve!

Look, once a rider
is replaced, another person

takes over and they
see how far this one goes.

Okay. But this guy
is starting better off.

I've already built
everything for him.

And what about my followers?

How we know this new Steve
is giving good advice?

How, how we know
he's a good person?

What makes you think you
didn't start better off either?

Because I built it.

No?

Do you, uh...

remember Steve's penis?

What does that
have to do with this?

It's a legit question.

Do you remember
going to the washroom?

Or the first script
you ever wrote?

Or the first video
you ever recorded?

The first comments
your fans sent you?

You don't.

Like a role-playing game,
they gave you a backstory.

You just
customized the features.

Steve was me.

Certain things he said.

His love of good
wine, soccer, it's me.

Sure. I mean you
were in the driver's seat.

But everything
else was already

created for
your own pleasure.

You weren't a
successful motivator, Remo.

You were just impersonating one.

...like a chimney every day,

you want to know why?

...fucking olive oil.

- That's the secret.
- Again with your nonno

and his olive oil...

He's Italian.

Being obsessed with food
comes with the territory.

The day my father passed,

my mother made sure
no one saw her crying.

She bathed him, clothed him,

and performed
the funeral service

without a hint of
sadness on her face.

The week afterwards,
she refused to get up from bed.

I'd seen her tired before
but this was different.

This was the agony
of losing the man

she spent 45 years with.

Sometimes,

she'd regain her sharpness

and think of a future for me
of a lawyer, of an eye surgeon.

Others,

she just stared at
an empty corner for hours.

Despite her presence,
she died of loneliness.

I fled India to flee this pain.

to find a new family
and a new community.

But the only
family I have is you.

Are we...

Are we setting ourselves up
to walk the same path, Remo?

You know, my brother was right.

India is my Arcadia.

I know its customs.
Its needs.

And it'll be easier for me, just
like Italy would be for you.

Nothing is left in Italy for me.

And even if we go back to
our countries, that would mean,

living apart. What? Forever?

We thought we
could change the world,

that we were
gonna do something.

But we can't. We won't!

Mira.

We spent one year
in a video game.

A video game that we thought
would lead to a better life.

They fooled us.

And I'm not going
anywhere without answers.

Mr Rossetti. Miss Patel.

My name is Eleanor.

I was in charge of your file
when you were in the vacuum.

Please walk with me.

So let me rephrase
your concern, Mr Rossetti.

Just to make sure I understand,

you say you've
received links to

new videos of your
Arcadia character and that,

you never made these videos,
is that correct?

Yes. Why is he still
active if I'm here?

Steve's my character.

And the penis thing.

Yes.
The penis thing.

The penis thing?

Why don't I remember
Steve's penis, huh?

And other times I showered,
or peed or...

I see.

It's called induced amnesia.

When your memory
is reconstructed,

the algorithm in your bracelet

chooses certain
memories over others.

If it were to flood your brain
with the entire repertoire of,

all the thoughts
and recollections

of the entire year of life,

you'd be sent into
an instant case of shock.

And in some cases,
extreme cases,

people have been known
to experience irreversible coma.

A rare but possible outcome.

So,

we use an algorithm

to infuse only those
memories that will

help you make sense
of your time in Arcadia.

Leaving behind all the
meaningless activities such as,

showering and
brushing your teeth and,

yes, even sex.

Okay, but why
is he still active?

Those videos
whether new or old are

simply those memories
your bracelet did not,

retrieve for you to remember.

So I did launch
my sunscreen then?

Will I ever be able
to access those memories?

Oh, if you ever
want to return to Arcadia,

your account
will be fully reinstated

and you will be Steve again.

Complete with the entire
repertoire of your memories.

But until then,

please,

tell your friend,

or whoever it was
that gave you those videos.

To stop hacking into the system.

There's only one
way to be a part of Arcadia.

And that is to be worthy of it.

Good day
Mr. Rossetti, Miss Patel.

It's her.
A hundred percent.

So, why does
she look like Daanis?

Maybe they used her as a
model for the virtual Daanis?

Or...

Maybe she was in Arcadia too.

An extra resident like us.

But,

Why look like yourself
in a virtual world and be what?

A maid?

Who's that?

Mira. Guys. They found us.

They caught Jing.

We we got tracked. We're, we're.

We're getting deported.

We have to leave the
country by midnight tonight.

I don't know what's going to
happen but I just wanted to say,

take care out there.

It was lovely knowing you.

Shit.

I knew we had to be
careful with those people.

What, which people?
Why would we be careful about?

Are you clueless?
You ratted them out.

Ratted, ratted them
out? What this mean?

You told the lady from Arcadia
about Jing and his hacking.

Hey, but, but...someone like
Jing would be careful to, to...

to hide his...
what you call it? Uh...

GST...

I, I-P, GPS whatever...

What?

What you doing?

Oh shit....

Oh, they'll know
if you break it.

Hey, don't use
too much olive oil.

Hi, how much to
get to waterfront station?

Around twenty five, mam.

Sorry. We don't have
that kind of money.

Alright.

Now it's time to rent a car.

We can't take
a cab to chase Daanis.

How much longer we're going
to wait? Why?

Ah, we'll wait for her...

-I just had a thought.
-What's that?

What if, somebody,
we've been here for two hours.

- Yeah.
- What if somebody

is watching us...

...watching her?

Well, it is kind of strange

doing what? Just
sitting waiting in the car...

People are like 'oh why are
these people still in the car?'

So just be normal now, okay?

They probably think we're
going to what, steal something--

Hey! There she is. Okay. Okay.

Okay, what we do?
If what, we wait for her to...

Uh, wait for her to, to..

get around so she doesn't see us

and then we uh...

We go no.
Wait, wait for her to...

- Okay go! Here, here we are.
- Okay, alright. Uh!

Ah.. Here we are. Here we are.

Today is the day we find you.
Oh, careful! Yeah, yeah!

Why is she going so slow?

- Look at this!
- I know.

Going at the slowest
speed possible, this girl.

Yeah, but why? It's strange.

Maybe she wants
us to follow her.

Maybe this is part of her game.

You don't think she will...

get suspicious
if we follow this close?

Just be cool, okay?

She's not going to find us.
We just follow...

Can you stop
with the commentary?

It's making me nervous.

This is kind of
a lame car chase.

Couldn't she have
turned there like four times?

What is this?

She's acting very
strange, you know...

Did you signal?

Uh no.

No?

Can you stop? I told you...

- ...stop with the commentary.
- She's not gonna get suspicious

...if you don't--

That's her...

I have to stop
if there's a red light.

Of course. I'm saying don't get
too close cause she can see us.

Look we can see her!

She doesn't...

I am being careful!

Okay. But now
you're kind of far...

What if someone
hops and we lose her?

Okay, she's turning.
She's turning. You see?

Okay, yes, I know.

You have to signal.

- No, she's not going.
- Well, she was going.

- I can see that.
- Yeah, but...

You told me to leave space.

I can't see the light.

Hello...
Hello stranger...

We are just normal people...

Oh my God.

Okay, okay.
She's turning, you see?

- Did you signal, yeah?
- Yes.

Okay.

- Oh my god.
- Okay.

She...go, go, go.

Ok. Kay. Kay. Kay.

I'm coming. I'm going.

Remo.

Is that...?

It's our house.

How's that possible?

Maybe it's just a model or...

It's identical.

Should we knock at the door?

Let's go from the back.

I don't want them
to see us whoever they are.

Can you open the latch?

Someone put a lock on it.

A lock?

Who in their right
mind puts a lock on a...

What the hell...?

Where are we?

They're waking up.

Don't get too close, okay?

Hey!

Hi.

You guys okay?

What the hell is going on here?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?
Who are you?

You're...

You're me.
You're Anika.

How do you know my name?

How does she know my name?

Were you guys
trying to break in?

What's happening
right now?

It's our house.

You put a lock on the gate.

I had to, man,
that latch was shit.

- Stop being so polite
with them! - I'm not.

Were you trying to hurt us?

Hurting you?
Your psycho maid knocked us out.

Yeah yeah. She assaulted us.

Whoa! It was personal defense.

She thought you
were thieves. Look at you!

Who fucking cares? Why does
this bitch know my name?

- Why are you asking me?
- Don't call me bitch.

We know both your names.

You're Steve
the motivational guy,

and you're Anika,
the sunscreen seller.

Sunscreen seller,
that's very diminishing.

They're fans, Ani.

We are you.
You are us.

You're...we're supposed
to be in Arcadia right now.

What the fuck
are you talking about?

Arcadia?

Oh! I see...

They are...

Residents!

This house has
more comings and goings

than a goddamn brothel!

We have double copies
of all our residences' keys,

In case something
like this happens.

Something like
what happens doctor?

Did you have
anything to do with this?

Are we inside Arcadia right now?

There's a lot of
questions to answer, Doctor.

We have an agreement.

We're not supposed
to meet our residents.

Three hundred Spartans

weren't supposed to win
at Thermopylae either.

Oh Jesus!

You're correct Mr. Loreto.

The contract you signed
with one of our agents,

specifically stated
that we will put every effort

into ensuring no contact between
you and your ex-residents.

However,

these two are
of a different kind.

-We are of a different kind.
-Ok. Relax.

The kind that built
an empire from nothing.

I own this house, right, Doctor?

That's my fucking
shawl by the way!

Calm down, alright?

Who do you think
it's the brain that created...

-We're all civilized
people, alright
-...the Silkderm products?

This girl right here!

What are you talking about?

...could write
those speeches by himself...

I do, I actually
do. I've been...

...started this
company from scratch...

- ....three years I've built
this company. - No, no, no.

Who are you, man? Rolling
up here like you fucking...

...for three months, three...

- First I'm gonna take my
fucking shawl! - Get off of me!

Get off of me! Get off of me!

- I'm good, I'm good.
- ...you a punch in the face!

Look what you
did to my face.

I'm going to sue
your ass you little bitch!

Keep calling me
bitch, and you'll...

Enough!

Mr Rossetti, Miss Patel.

I understand your confusion
and I apologize,

if the ambiguity of the
situation has led to any
hardship.

I will try my utmost to be
clear with you from now on.

You have never
lived in this house.

What?

We get thousands
of requests every year

from foreigners who
wish to sign up to Arcadia.

Europeans,

Asians,

Africans, Americans,

all connect to Arcadia
from their own country,

to get a taste of what
it would be like to live here.

Our mission, in truth,

is to motivate them,

to reach for a better life.

To see what this
world has to offer,

and strive to achieve it.

Outside of the platform.

Possibly in their own country.

To inspire them
to see the beauty,

despite the challenges.

But...

We were here, I...

sat on these chairs, I...

...swam in this pool.

It's lens technology.

Mr. and Mrs. Loreto
have contact lenses

permanently
implanted in their eyes.

You had lenses too
during your stay in the vacuum.

Mr. and Mrs. Loreto are
what we call Landlords,

who rent out their
lens spaces to individuals,

residents,

who wish to experience
what it feels like to live

this lifestyle.

Mira,

if you recall,

during your profiling
with us, you spoke of...

cultural differences.

You said people here
thought you were too

aggressive in your approach

and that your personality
doesn't suit this country.

You felt alone,

and misunderstood.

So you wanted to join Arcadia

to be someone who
didn't have these obstacles.

Someone with the trusted network
of people around her.

And most importantly,

a family,

that supported her.

And Remo,

you wanted to be
a motivational speaker,

an inspiration for others.

But how could you succeed

in a country where you
don't even speak the language.

To succeed in the
art of the rhetoric,

constructing
grammar in a language,

so different,

than the one
that you grew up with.

How could you be
an inspiration to others,

when they make fun of your
gestures and the way you speak.

So we ran our program,

through the pool of
Landlords subscribed to Arcadia,

and we found the perfect couple.

First generation Canadians.

With only the
immigrant background

inherited from their families
and none of the disadvantages.

So what you're saying is...

I never created Silkderm?

You were virtually
connected to Anika.

Seeing her life
through her lenses.

A connection which
she could stop at any time,

by pressing
a button on her watch.

She could share with you the
most glamorous moments,

and none of the fights,

fears,

and the financial stress.

Fights?

I don't remember fights.

Believe me my dear,
fights in this house are

- as common as cheese and wine.
- Ah, don't inflate

the situation to
make it more dramatic.

He almost bankrupted us twice.

We're still recovering
from it, but who cares?

Let's just have
another drink, right?

You know what, I don't
hear you complaining

about the pool though, right?

That's okay.

Arcadia paid
for half our mortgage.

If it was up to you,
we'd be living under a bridge

with no money, but
still a maid to serve you.

What about the two
business loans you took out?

That didn't impact
our finances, alright?

- We're not gonna get into--
- Not a teeny tiny bit. Right?

- Okay?
- Right.

- Look at my face.
- When it serves you...

- ...it's okay. When it serves
- ...to talk about this right--

You bought a bottle
of Chateau le Pin once.

That bottle was
two thousand dollars.

That was an excellent wine.

I remember that.
It was a French wine.

I know I should be a
little more generous

towards our
Italian heritage, but...

my friends have
quite the delicate palate.

You gotta respect that.

Your friends have
a delicate palate...

My friends don't
have a delicate palate.

The few I have would be

horrified at me

drinking a two
thousand dollar wine.

Because here,

a bottle of Chateau le Pin is...

is two months of rent,

if you live with your partner.

One.

If you... if you live in a...

basement.

Two thousand dollars is...
is a month's stipend for...

a baker, a pizza maker,

or any other job you get
if you come to this country

thinking you're
going to make it.

Now what's the point?

Even if I show to the people
who were born here that I,

deserve,

a little bit of that spotlight,

they still don't trust
me like their friends.

The people who
speak their language, who...

watch the same tv shows
when they were kids, who...

Who have dads who
go golfing together, who...

Who went to the
same high school and...

...ate the same
brand of ice cream.

Who had all the options,

since they were teenagers.

Who can...

travel to the
country of their parents.

But call the place they live...

home.

So when you talk
about your 'Italian heritage',

Watch your mouth.

Because you're
about as 'Italiano'.

As I am...

'Canadian'.

We're going to hire a lawyer,

and we're going to
reveal what Arcadia is doing

if it's the last thing we
do in this country, okay?

You are of a
different kind, Mr. Rossetti.

Both of you.

You came to this country
with nothing but hope,

and you're still here,

fighting, hustling.

You are a successful
and beautiful couple already.

You have wealth you can't show.

But you can share.

Share it with
those less fortunate.

Ciao guys.

Today I've had this wine
breathing for a little while.

Because I want to share with you
something...

that is very special to me.

This is an Amarone 2013.

From Valpolicella.

I first tried this wine
when I was with my father.

He used to drink
wine only casually,

but,

when it came to
special occasions,

he wanted to treat
his guests to something truly

exceptional.

When I sip this wine,

it's...it's not the cherry,

the black fig,

or the carob that I focused on.

It's the smell,

of my mother's
tortiglioni with ragù.

That smell would stay in the
kitchen for an entire afternoon.

It's the memories of my father

telling me stories
from his childhood.

When he...

proposed to my mother on a
rainy night in the olive grove.

It's the invisible beauty

of...

things we don't notice,

but persist beyond
our base senses.

"For in the dew of little things
the heart finds its morning"

wrote the poet Kahlil Gibran.

Sharing a glass of
wine with those you love.

Hearing an old
story from a friend.

Realizing for a moment
how special this all is.

and that there's nothing
you would cherish more

than that ephemeral instant.