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[upbeat electronic music]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Home is where I want to be ♪

♪ Pick me up and turn me 'round ♪

♪ I feel numb ♪

♪ Born with a weak heart ♪

♪ Guess I must be having fun ♪

♪ The less we say about it, the better ♪

♪ We'll make it up as we go along ♪

♪ With my feet on the ground ♪

♪ Head in the sky ♪

♪ It's okay, I know nothing's wrong ♪

♪ Nothing ♪

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ I got plenty of time ♪

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ You got light in your eyes ♪

♪ And you're standing here beside me ♪

♪ I love the passing of time ♪

♪ Never for money ♪

♪ Always for love ♪

♪ Cover up and say good night ♪

♪ Say good night ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooooooh ♪

♪ ♪

[thud]

♪ ♪

[dark electronic music]

♪ ♪

[hinges squeak]

- Thank you for your patience

with our lengthy vetting process.

It's very important that we test

for any indications of claustrophobia.

- Oh, I've been content.

- You've been here for seven days.

You're actually the first candidate

to not ask when you'd be released.

Impressive. All your scores are.

- Oh, thank you.

Is this the next portion of my interview?

- This is the next portion of your life.

Congratulations, Jasper. You're going to the Hub.

- Wow. Thank you.

This is a dream come true.

[distorted ambient music]

What's this? - We can't disclose

the location of the Hub even to its employees.

So once you take this pill, we'll transport you.

- J-just...

[quietly] Okay.

- You should probably sit down. It works fast.

- Oh.

[energetic music]

♪ ♪

[paper rustles]

- Hazel, Hazel, I gotta tell you something.

- Hmm.

- Okay, I keep dozing off

and waking up a few minutes later,

but inside, it feels like hours have passed.

I started doing the math.

And...

there's no easy way to say this.

We're losing time.

[soft music]

- Diane, are you losing time too?

- I don't know what it is.

Is it a government thing

or some kind of parallel dimension?

- Maybe it's the microwave.

- Okay, then, explain why

I'm getting erections in all hours of the day.

Huh, at my age?

That only happens usually when I wake up.

- Come on, Dad, that's--

that's TMI.

- The weird clues-- they just kept piling up.

Right, the great plumbing, the truck going out.

Your annoying little friend Bangles not coming around.

But then...

then I found proof.

This is one of those military atomic watches.

It's never wrong.

Okay. Our clocks--they say 8:01.

But look at the watch.

11:42.

[watch ticking]

[hinges squeak]

- So you think the Sun is broken,

not the watch that you've had for 50 years?

[door shuts]

- It's just...

something's off.

I don't know, it...

don't make sense.

- Are you feeling okay?

- What--yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

[sighs] Wait here.

I don't have the flush of youth any longer.

- What is this?

- And just so you know, I, uh--

I changed the will.

Before, I thought that you didn't need this place,

but now that you're desperate again...

[sighs]

- Are trying to tell me something, Dad?

Are you sick?

- No.

No.

You just--you never know, right?

At my age, right? It's good to be prepared.

- Yeah, well, you know what? Um...

why don't we plan your death later?

I gotta go to work.

Don't forget your cholesterol pills.

- [quietly] Yeah.

[dreamy electronic music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, Bruce.

So, I need you to, um...

go see my friend Bangles in Twin Sands

and show her that video

and, um, then bring her back here.

My dad's getting a little suspicious,

so I think that, like, you know,

someone from town dropping by the house

would be pretty helpful.

And--and before you say anything,

I'm allowed to do this.

So you don't have to check in with Byron.

You can just go.

Good.

Hi.

What's your name?

- [clears throat] Keefus.

- Why don't you wanna talk to me?

Seen you around here for, like, years.

- Didn't wanna bother you, Mrs. Gogol.

[Zelda trills]

[splash]

- Zelda!

[Zelda trilling]

Hi!

Hey!

Nice going. You scared her off.

- Oh, I, uh-- Zelda's not--

- I'm just fucking with you.

Did you really not wanna bother me,

or did Byron tell you not to talk to me?

- Hazel. Hello, Keefus.

- Keefus and I were just talking about orgasm reviews.

- No.

- I'd like to invite you

to orientation with the new recruits,

and I was thinking you should come.

- Okay. - Really?

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna change or...

- No. - Gr--yeah, you look good.

[dreamy piano]

♪ ♪

- [echoing] You look really nice.

- Thank you.

I made these myself.

I made you some too.

♪ ♪

I don't know how to get them to you.

- If you can make clothes, I can make a door.

[buzzing]

♪ ♪

I wanna build a whole world for you.

[eerie electronic music]

♪ ♪

- [shaky breathing]

Who changed my clothes?

[whispers] Who changed my clothes?

[breathes shakily]

[breathily] What?

I'm in the Hub.

- Coffee, honey?

- Paula? - Welcome.

I'm your virtual assistant.

- [chuckles] Oh, shit.

I mean, uh, sure.

Oh...

[breathily] What?

Why?

- Fresh shave for a fresh start.

[coffee machine chimes]

[coffee pouring]

- Oh.

Oh, that's delicious.

- I know how you like it. - [chuckles]

- Allow me to introduce myself.

I'm your plus-one in the Hub.

I'm here to answer questions, help you get settled in,

make sure you never get lonely.

Whatever you need...

[clicks tongue] Honey, I gotcha.

What would you like to name me?

- Any doors in this place? - Anydoors.

I like it. - Oh, no, I wasn't trying to--

I didn't even-- [alarm dings]

- Oh, orientation's in ten minutes.

[claps hands] We gotta get you zipped up.

- [quietly] Okay.

- Today is the first day

of the rest of your lives

because you've just become part of the "Gogol Gamily."

And here,

we like to say "gamily" instead of "family"

because Gogol starts with a G.

[laughter]

And now we have a welcome video from someone...

Very special.

[electronics beep]

- Hmm...

Oh, hey there.

You surprised us.

I'm joking, it's just me.

[laughter] If you're watching this video,

you're already inside the Hub,

and you have chosen to make it your home forever.

As new Hub employees,

you have been hand-selected to join

Gogol's extraordinary path to eternal living.

Here, at the Hub, the next frontier isn't space.

It is time.

We're opening doors to infinity.

- So that means just working here

puts us on a path to live forever?

Wow!

What a dream job.

- Except it's not a dream, Bennett.

- [recruits gasp] - It's reality!

[laughs]

[applause]

Welcome to the Hub!

[laughing]

Yes, yes.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

We are thrilled to have all you here.

You--you are the chosen ones.

And I would like to now introduce

my wife and partner in all things,

Hazel Gogol.

[applause]

Bennett: [chants] Mrs. G.

Mrs. G, everybody--

- Ah, ah, ah, ah.

[spacey Western music]

- Thank you.

♪ ♪

Steve, thank you so much for being here.

Absolute honor.

- Jasper, welcome to the Hub. - Thank you.

- Wow, you are tall and attractive.

- Thank you. - I'm not gonna

have you shake my wife's hand.

[chuckles]

I'm joking, I'm joking.

- [chuckles] Okay.

Right.

It's nice to meet you, Mrs. Gogol.

♪ ♪

- Oh, my gosh.

That--that was great, right?

I mean, I want you to get a taste

of what it would be like for us to work together--

- I think I left my sunglasses in there.

- Oh, I'll have Bennett-- - No, that's okay.

I'm just gonna go get them because I need to have them

for when I see my dad again later.

- Have dinner with me.

I mean, we just have such a small amount of time

before your dad gets better, and I...

- Yeah.

- Really? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I mean, you know, I'm in here, already.

So ye--okay.

- Okay.

Great.

It's a date.

[clears throat]

- You never know when you're gonna get a glimpse of Byron.

It's kind of like walking around Disney World,

just knowing that Mickey is right around the corner.

Oh, hey, Mrs. G. - Hi.

I left my sunglasses in here, I think.

- Oh, no, you were not wearing sunglasses.

There's no sun down here. We are underground.

- I had 'em with me. - Well, luckily,

our smart lenses have location technology.

- No, these were regular sunglasses.

- No smart lenses?

Why wouldn't you use our smart lenses?

- Because I don't like smart lenses!

[laughs]

We joke around a lot. - That's not true.

- Yeah, we have fun.

- We do?

- They are my favorite pair.

So, can we... - Yeah. So if everyone

wants to help out, take a gander.

- Thank you.

Um...

[recruits murmuring]

- [quietly] Can you meet me here alone later?

- [quietly] Yeah, I have a break at 7:00.

♪ ♪

- Oh, my God. - Yeah.

- I found 'em.

Reunited.

Ooh!

Well, with that, I... I bid you adieu.

- Now I hope everyone's feeling hungry,

because these 27-millimeter spheres

contain the flavor and nutrients

of a 36-ounce dry-aged ribeye.

[mellow country music]

♪ ♪

- Mystique here dirties panties

about as fast as I can wash 'em.

- Dude, why does your doll look so much like me?

- I based her looks on economics.

Discount for the dented forehead.

- Yeah, right. She's practically my twin.

Except for the arms

and the legs.

- Look, I'm on a layaway plan

for the non-essential parts, okay?

I should have at least one arm by January.

- What?

- But she's sure all woman where it counts.

- Show me her butt.

If she has my tattoo, you're dead.

- Bangles de la Morga?

I'm here on behalf of Hazel Gogol.

She said to show you this video.

- Hey, lady!

- How do I know this is actually from Hazel,

and not some deepfake Illuminati edit job?

- I need to ask you a huge favor.

- Oh yeah, it's her. - This, like,

creepy tall man is gonna come get you...

- Well, he's not that creepy.

- Uh, to bring you to--to me in the Hub.

It's kind of a long story, but my dad is in here too.

But he can't know that he's in here.

And, uh, so, I need you to come to convince him

that he is definitely not in here.

- She's not making any sense.

Just tell her I'm way too high for this shit.

Thanks.

- And if you do, I will

wire $100,000 into your bank account.

- 100 grand.

- Wait, how long does it take to get there?

I just--I have a raging UTI right now,

so I'm gonna have to take a million bathroom breaks.

- Take one of these.

The journey will fly by.

- I'll do it.

This one's for us, Mystique.

[drumroll]

- Oh, my... [thud]

God.

[playful electronic music]

♪ ♪

What?

[thud]

- [whistling]

♪ ♪

[machinery whirring]

[beeping]

[dramatic chord]

[metallic creaking]

[metal clunking]

- [panting]

- [groans]

[incredulous laughter]

- We finally got one! - Yes.

[ominous laughter]

Run!

Run!

- [grunts] - Come on!

- I can't run without my shoes!

Get outta the way!

- [yells]

- Bennett, this date is a start

of a whole new beginning, it's...

- And I've already started planning it, sir.

- Good, good, good, good. - These are the top

image associations for the word "romance"

for women in Hazel's general demographic.

- Great, great. I'm seeing a lot of candles.

I like that. - Mm-hmm, and as we know,

picnics. - Candlelit picnic.

It is, right? It doesn't have to make sense.

I mean, we could sit on the ground,

eat dinner together like dogs,

and then maybe my wife will love me again.

- And, oh, what if we got some books

of love poetry weighing down the corners of the blankets?

And what if I rushed ordered a string quartet,

and potentially, I could sing over them?

- Yeah, I just want it to be nice, but...

I want--I want her to see that I'm trying.

I just really want to talk to her.

- Well, these are the top image associations

for the phrase "vulnerable man."

And...

Oh, I'm seeing lots of guys with beards.

You know, I wish we got this memo a few weeks ago.

It is too late now.

[tablet beeps]

What's wrong, sir?

- What if Hazel doesn't even care?

[breathes in shakily] Yeah, that is a good beard.

It's, uh... yeah. - Yes.

[ominous choir vocalizing]

- [gasps]

- Hey, hi.

Bangles.

Hey, it's me. It's Hazel.

- Holy shit. This room is so clean.

The lights are weird. Oh, my God.

Are we in outer space?

- Yeah. Ha.

- Holy shit. Why aren't we floating?

- No, no, no, no, no. No, no, we're not--

we're not in space. This is...

So this is a medical cube.

- [exhales]

I feel amazing.

- Yeah, there is, like, a intake body scan.

- Are you saying my herpes is cured?

- I didn't say that.

Anyway, I brought you here because

my father has cancer. - Look,

if you want me to sleep with him

as some sort of Make-A-Wish deal...

the answer's yes.

- No, the Hub doctors

are going to cure him.

That's--did you watch the video?

That is why I came back to the Hub.

- Not 'cause you're tired of slumming it?

- No.

This is a very temporary arrangement, okay?

We're gonna go. Come on.

We gotta go. We gotta go.

Oh, shit.

I came here with Bruce.

I don't have my finger sensor.

[speaker beeps] - Don't worry, Mrs. G.

I gotcha.

[mellow R&B music]

- Okay.

♪ ♪

- [sighs]

You want me to have another one, don't you?

Well, it's too early for that.

On the other hand...

- ♪ One more time...♪

Time is a social construct.

That's fact, not opinion.

♪ ♪

- ♪ The time I left you all alone...♪

[dramatic chords]

♪ ♪

Aah!

- I can't do this. I'm too fucking nervous.

- Come on, you'll be fine.

You'll be fine. You lie all the time.

- No, lying's your thing. That's your thing.

I'm just unstable.

[sighs]

[tense music]

- One second!

[knocking]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

[music fades out]

Who's there? What do you want?

- It's Diane's gynecologist,

here for her annual pap smear.

[lock clicks]

- Why was the door locked?

- What? What's--what's going on?

You girls in some kind of trouble?

- Oh, my gosh, you made me a cocktail.

- So, um, Bangles needs

to borrow a, um...

- A ladder.

- Ladder? - A ladder.

S--right now. Do we have it?

Where is it? - What're you--

you're gonna walk three miles back into town

carrying a ladder?

- There's two of us,

but there'd be three if you helped.

- Yeah, dream on.

Why? What do you need it for?

- Because...

- My cat got stuck up in a tree.

- Yes.

And so, we need it right now.

We gotta go. There's an animal in distress.

We gotta hustle.

[hinges creak]

Thank you.

A ladder?

Seriously?

[plastic crinkles]

- What are you shoving down your pants?

- It's a keycard.

- You need the metal or the wood?

- Oh, the metal. - Oh, the wood.

You...

- The wood. - The metal.

[both sigh]

[dissonant instrumental music]

♪ ♪

- Where the fuck is it?

[clattering]

I think I'm losing it.

- Thank you so much again for coming, Bangles.

Unfortunately--

[ladder clatters]

- Whoa.

You live like a drug kingpin?

- Listen, I promise I will bring you back soon.

But, you know, unfortunately--

what are you doing?

- I have always dreamed of peeing--

I mean, swimming-- in an in-ground pool.

Dreams really do come true.

[chuckles] - I suck, I know.

But something very unexpected has happened this morning,

and you gotta go right now.

- I did not get drugged

and smuggled to Dexter's Laboratory

for a five-minute, no-fun visit.

- You are being paid $100,000, remember?

That is $20,000 per minute.

[crickets chirping]

- I guess that's fair.

- Good.

[dreamy electronic music]

Bangles, no!

[spits]

Stop!

- Oh, come on.

[water sloshing]

- Byron.

- Hi, hi.

What's going on here?

- Meet Bangles. Ha.

- I'm the one who showed you my butthole

when you were creeping around in Hazel's eyes.

- I remember.

- [panting] [water sloshes]

- I...

I forgot about our dinner. I'm sorry.

- Yeah, fine.

I-I just was hoping that we would talk tonight.

- Oh, yeah, she won't stay long.

- Yum!

This is so romantic.

- Thank you. - I'm so horny for this.

You did a great job.

- [chuckles]

[playful music]

♪ ♪

- [burps]

[coughs]

That's not bad.

I'd have another.

- Would you like it in a glass?

- [scoffs]

The bottle's glass, stupid.

- [chuckles]

♪ ♪

All these fucking olives have hard shit in 'em.

- Hey.

Do you remember when I would have

doubts about a boyfriend?

- And then you would have me flirt with them

to see if they'd cheat, and then they would,

and so I ended up having sex with, like,

all these fucking scumbags for you?

Yeah, I remember.

- I was talking about when

you would interrogate them.

- Oh, to see if they're dirty liars.

- Yes.

[quietly] Do you wanna do that with Byron?

[whispers] I will leave, right?

And then...

But I'll--I'll come back.

Okay.

[lively music continues]

♪ ♪

- Oh.

Come have a seat, richie rich.

- Where's Hazel?

- I asked for a minute of alone time

'cause I have some questions for you.

- [chuckles]

[tense electronic music]

- [whispers] Keep your distance.

- So why'd you put a chip in her brain?

Are you a sociopath?

- Are you?

- It takes one to know one.

[chuckling]

Why don't you like to fuck?

- Love the questions.

- [panting]

Who are you?

There's no surveillance in here.

- According to who? - According to Byron.

- And you trust that?

- Apparently I can't trust anyone, Jay.

So you're Byron's spy?

- No.

I'm FBI.

And my name's Jasper.

♪ ♪

- Do you love Hazel?

- I do, despite what she may think.

Do you love Hazel?

- Yeah, she's my best friend.

Hey, you know you could pull a Herbert,

and you could just buy another woman.

- Let me go get you some water.

[eerie music]

Bennett. - [whispers] Psst, hey.

Thought I'd stay close in case you needed me.

How it's going? - Okay, little too close.

- Oh, I'm sorry. How's it going?

- Where's Hazel? - Big night, huh?

- Where--where's Hazel? - Oh, sorry.

[tablet beeps]

That's weird.

Facial recognition isn't placing her anywhere.

- I think I know where she is.

Take care of Bangles.

- Huh?

♪ ♪

- Oh.

It's you.

Are you a virgin?

- Uh...

- Do you wanna 69?

You ever done that before? [chuckles]

- [inhales]

[bottle rattles] How about some drugs?

- Oho-hokay.

Carrot Top likes to party.

- Yeah. [laughs]

- What is that--okay, these little pills?

- Yeah, the blue one.

- Oh, well, I'll take one if you take one.

- Mm-hmm, totally. - Okay.

- [laughs] - Bottoms up, come here.

- [laughs]

Mmm.

[grunts]

[spits]

- Everyone in here signs

end-of-life agreements like I did.

So if they're alive and trapped, we wouldn't know.

And Herringbone was last seen in a vehicle with Byron,

so we believe he is in here.

The FBI just hasn't been able to track him.

- Why are you telling me this?

- I believe you want to take him down just as bad as I do.

- How do you know that I won't rat you out?

- I don't.

- So what do you want me to do?

- I need you to find the people

that we're looking for.

Does the name Oz Wimmer sound familiar?

Or Pia Agarwal?

- I don't really know anyone in here.

This week is the first time

I've seen any of the worker areas.

I was basically trapped in my home cube,

and I wasn't really allowed to walk around on my own.

- So you were like a prisoner?

- Yeah, um...

but I've--I've got a lot more access now.

So, I--I can look around.

What else?

- I need you to exit the Hub.

Contact the FBI.

Do you know how to get out of here?

- [inhales] No.

[tense instrumental music]

♪ ♪

[door whooshes]

[gasps]

Byron...

I thought this was my sanctuary.

- It is. I'm sorry.

Come back when you're ready.

[Hidden Charms' "Dreaming of Another Girl" plays]

♪ ♪

- Lil' sleepy magoo looks almost angelic.

- ♪ Are you conscious? ♪

[purse contents rattle] - Ruh-roh.

- ♪ Are your eyes shut? ♪

♪ Can you tell me ♪

- Herbert's pills.

- ♪ My neck's so heavy from a head ♪

♪ Full of fresh ideas ♪

[wood creaks]

♪ I can't help how my mind wanders ♪

♪ And it takes me here ♪

[hinges creak]

[crickets chirp]

[door whooshes]

♪ ♪

♪ Dreaming of another girl ♪

♪ I was lying by your side ♪

♪ Dreaming of another girl ♪

♪ I was lying by your side ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Is it lonely ♪

♪ Being famous? ♪

♪ Is there danger ♪

♪ Are you dangerous? ♪

♪ My neck's so heavy from a head ♪

♪ Full of fresh ideas ♪

♪ I can't help how my mind wanders ♪

♪ And it takes me here ♪

♪ ♪