All language subtitles for Problemista (2024).srt - eng(2)

(CHORUS SINGING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

NARRATOR: This is the story
of Alejandro.

(BOY IN SPANISH)

(WOMAN IN SPANISH)

(WOMAN IN SPANISH)

NARRATOR: (IN ENGLISH)
His mother was an artist.

NARRATOR: (IN ENGLISH)
And he was her project.

She gave him everything.

So, he wished for everything.

(EERIE CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

EERIE VOICE: (ECHOING) Ale...

DOLORES: Alejandro!

(WINCES)

Hijo!

Ale!

Alejandro!

NARRATOR: But she had
a recurring dream...

- DOLORES: Ale!
- NARRATOR: ...of Alejandro

wearing all blue...

DOLORES: Hijo!

NARRATOR: ...leaving
the safe world she created,

where he'd face the dangers

she tried so hard
to keep him from.

(GRAND MUSIC PLAYING)

Hi, hi, hello, hi.

Uh, my name is Alejandro.

I am originally
from El Salvador,

but I live in New York now.

Um, and I have a lot
of ideas for toys.

Toys these days are wonderful,

but they are a little bit
too preoccupied with, um...

uh, fun.

Um, I have a few ideas
for toys that include

a doll that is kind of like
a Barbie,

except she has
her little fingers crossed

behind her back.

This, I believe, will
add much tension and intrigue

to any Dream House.

Life can't be all parties.

(LILTING MUSIC PLAYING)

And my personal favorite,

smartphones for Cabbage Patch
dolls displaying

their uniquely
complicated lives.

Like Marjorie, for instance.

She should have
a little picture

of a spot inside of her mouth,

which she's texting
to a friend

because she's worried
that it might be something.

Something bad.

I am career-oriented,

uh, detail-focused,

and enjoy, uh,

teamwork.

NARRATOR: Alejandro did not
get the job.

It was as if he had sent
his dreams into a void.

And the void replied
with an email?

Signed by no one
in particular.

Sent by a mysterious
"do not reply" address.

So, what's exciting
about FreezeCorp

is that we are the only

cryogenics facility
in the world

that tends exclusively
to artists.

NARRATOR: And so he got
a job at FreezeCorp.

- A cryogenics facility,
- (WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(ON TV) In fact...

NARRATOR: Which got him
a work visa

to stay in the United States.

(QUIRKY MUSIC PLAYING)

Alejandro thinks
of his job as a long, careful,

- but steady course.
- (SHOES SQUEAK)

At the end of it,
there is a job at Hasbro.

At FreezeCorp, he was assigned
to Bobby Asencio...

(BEEPS)

...an unknown painter,

who exclusively did paintings
of eggs.

BOBBY: They're not eggs.

They're hope.

They are a promise,

possibilities,

a mystery.

What's inside the egg?

I don't know.

Is it a hen?

Is it a hen with a tragic life
or a beautiful life?

I don't know.
I don't know this hen.

You get me right, Elizabeth?
I could feel that you get me.

NARRATOR: His wife,
Elizabeth, was an art critic.

When Bobby was diagnosed
with terminal cancer in 1996,

she decided to keep
every piece of paper

he ever touched,

becoming the guardian
of his legacy.

In the ultimate act
of perseverance,

Bobby chose to freeze himself.

BOBBY: I'm going
to the future.

I'm going on a long, long
journey.

I don't know what awaits me,

but maybe people will
understand my eggs there.

(INSPIRING MUSIC PLAYING)

(FREEZER BUZZING)

NARRATOR: There is no data
that suggests

that Bobby will ever get
into the future.

Legally,

this company provides
a form of euthanasia.

- But that's just on paper.
- (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

In practice, if you are
approved for "euthanasia,"

you drink our patented
CryoPreserve,

and then brr!
Your organs get a big chill.

And you go to sleep.

Our scientists are working
around the clock

to one day discover

how to bring
our patients back.

NARRATOR:
Life had told Bobby, "No."

Instead of accepting that,

he did the implausible.

He froze himself,

so he could hopefully
come back and try again.

Alejandro found this inspiring.

After all, he immigrated

to the most competitive
place on Earth,

in hopes to become
a world-famous toy designer.

ALEJANDRO: A slinky
that simply

refuses to go downstairs.

Forcing the child to go
on the journey, step by step.

The joy comes not from
watching something happen,

but by achieving it.

(THUDS)

(GRAND CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(MACHINE BUZZES LOUDLY)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GENERATOR BEEPING)

- (BEEPING STOPS)
- RECEPTIONIST: Alejandro?

- (MACHINE LOADING)
- Hi.

Was the backup disconnected?

Um...

What?

Was the backup disconnected?

The backup is currently
connected.

Uh-huh.

All right. We...
We're closing up.

(BEEPS)

SHARON: I was just
suggesting...

ELIZABETH: ...I sign them...

She's here.

(SIGHS) Brace yourself.

ELIZABETH: ...sign a contract
without reading it?

Like some teenager getting
a phone at MetroPCS?

SHARON: No, I know... I know
you read the contract,

- which is why I'm surprised...
- ELIZABETH: What's the limit?

- A limit to what?
- A limit to the amount

of times you're going
to hike the prices.

Or am I and my poor,
frozen husband

going to be held to ransom
indefinitely? Hello.

Hi.

This is Alejandro. He is the
archivist assigned to Bobby.

Oh.

Hi... Hi, Elizabeth,
it's so nice to meet you

and put a... and put a face
to the name.

Oh, it's very nice
to meet you too, Alejandro.

You're doing a wonderful job.

Yes, I would like
to think that the astronomical

hike in prices
for the Deluxe package,

might benefit you in some way,

but I suppose
your bosses are just

gobbling up the profits.

SHARON: Nobody's
gobbling up anything,

it is, uh, simple inflation.

We're now getting
a lecture on economics

from the good doctor here.
Pace University, was it?

Hm. Uh, yes, but it is in the
contract as per the signed...

We can... How about...

How about we chat
in my office?

Shall we?

- Sharon?
- Yes.

(WHISPERING) The backup
generator was disconnected.

SHARON: What?

What?

(WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

(RHYTHMIC DRUMMING)

SHARON: Alejandro, will you,

uh, stop
by my office tomorrow?

Um, yeah. Yes. What did you...

What did you wanna talk about?

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- Let's talk tomorrow.

I didn't realize
I was interrupting a meeting,

shall I get you a coffee?

Oh, (CHUCKLES FORCEDLY) No...

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

NARRATOR: Faced
with a challenge,

Alejandro called his mother.

Dolores was always ready
to solve his problems.

(WATER PATTERS)

(CLOCK TICKING LOUDLY)

(DIAL TONE BEEPING)

Ale!

(AUTOMATED VOICE IN SPANISH)

SPRAY: (IN ENGLISH)
What are you talking about?

I didn't eat
your fucking Oreos,

you fucking wiener.

- (DOOR CLOSES)
- Hey, good night.

SPRAY: Good night.

Can I have some though?

MAN: No!

- SPRAY: Please?
- MAN: Get your own.

NARRATOR: That night,
Dolores was supposed

to work on a monument proposal

on the subject
of "the Salvadorian artist."

But instead she thought
about Ale.

- (CLOCK TICKING)
- Her delicate little creation.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Hi, good morning.
- Morning.

Uh, you wanted to talk to me?

Uh, yes, can I have a moment
to get settled?

(DOOR OPENS)

(WATER BUBBLING)

(SHARON SIGHS)

Okay, you can come in.

- (SHARON CLEARS THROAT)
- ALEJANDRO: How are you?

Great. How are you?

I'm good.

SHARON: (COUGHS) Okay.

Excited to have this check-in.

(INHALES) Alejandro,

this is really hard

- but, um...
- Oh, no.

But, unfortunately,
given the incident,

we can't continue having you
as a part of this team.

But nothing happened.

The backup generator
was unplugged.

And the subject could
have been at risk.

But nothing happened.

That is like removing
all the fire extinguishers

- from a building.
- ALEJANDRO: And then putting

them back
before there's a fire.

It's more like parking
in front of a fire hydrant.

For which you get a ticket.
(CHUCKLES FORCEDLY)

B... But why?

If there was no actual fire...

- I... B... But, uh...
- ALEJANDRO: ...we proved that

it's an honest mistake
and it wasn't your intention

and that you won't
do it again.

I... I mean,
don't you think...

Uh, my thoughts don't count.
You just would, you would.

- ALEJANDRO: But...
- You would get a ticket.

But if you don't employ me...

- We know.
- Then, you do know, okay.

But... But then I don't...
I don't have a work visa.

- We know.
- ALEJANDRO: If I don't

have a work visa,
then I can't be here.

We know.

Who is "we"?

(TICKING)

SHARON: We here at FreezeCorp.

ALEJANDRO: Look, I just need
a little bit more time

because I'm already applying
for this other job at Hasbro

that I'm really excited about.

No disrespect to...
to FreezeCorp and the...

the FreezeCorp family.
- SHARON: Uh, uh...

ALEJANDRO: Or... Or I can do
this part-time.

- SHARON: Alejandro, I...
- ALEJANDRO: Or as an intern.

- SHARON: Alejandro...
- ALEJANDRO: Or whatever you...

- SHARON: Listen, I have to go.
- ELIZABETH: No more archive.

What a terrible shame.

SHARON: Elizabeth, I am not...

ELIZABETH: You'll keep
his corpse frozen

or you're gonna throw
that out as well?

SHARON: We are
simply moving Bobby

from the Deluxe Chamber
with archive

to the Basic as per your...

ELIZABETH: And will you simply
help me take his archive

to the dumpster?

Or must I break my back
doing that myself?

SHARON: No one is going
to be moving...

ELIZABETH:
Don't you belittle me!

You middle of the road,
middle, middle, middle

middle, middle manager!

SHARON: (ON TV) ...working
around the clock to one day

- discover...
- Hi.

SHARON: ...how to bring
our patients back.

Hello.

Cannot believe that woman!

Screaming at me like that.

Threatening to throw
Bobby's body out.

Did you see that?

I'm very grateful to you,
by the way,

for helping me like this.

- (CLANGS)
- (ELIZABETH GRUNTS, HUFFS)

What were we thinking?

And what are we supposed to do
with all this stuff anyway?

I can see Bobby's going

to wake up in the future
and his wife's gone

and thrown away
all his things!

ALEJANDRO: I don't think you
need to throw anything out.

He didn't leave an insane
amount of stuff.

I... I would argue
you never needed

that big space to begin with.

So, why don't you just make
room for it somewhere else?

I don't suppose you would

have any time for a little
side project, would you?

(PIPE HISSING)

ALEJANDRO: What do you
normally use this space for?

ELIZABETH: Oh, I live here.

- (BEEPS)
- Oh.

I live, uh, part
of the year here,

part of the time in Maine,

and part of the time
in Asheville.

Did you hear the way
she screamed at me?

How do you put up with her?

- Did she ever yell at you?
- ALEJANDRO: Well...

I... As it turns out,
I got... I got laid off.

Oh, Alejandro!

That woman, she is out
to ruin us all!

And she's a thief,
as well, you know.

Um, well, sure.

And she...

doesn't listen to reason.

I put up quite a fight.

Thank you.

- Thank you for...
- Thank you.

For the job
and the memories...

But mainly, she...

they didn't wanna
sponsor me anymore.

I'm actually from El Salvador.

Oh, El Salvador?

Pupusas?

- Yes.
- And those, uh, nuns

they killed in the 80s, yes.

R... Right. So now,

I'm looking for...
for a new job.

- Oh you are?
- ALEJANDRO: That will maybe

- sponsor me.
- ELIZABETH: Oh.

Well...

I'm not sure I could, uh,
offer anything formal.

But, uh, maybe freelance?

And, uh, then we could see?

(ELIZABETH'S VOICE ECHOES
INDISTINCTLY)

Did you use FileMaker Pro
at the facility?

No, we used Google Sheets.

(LAUGHS) No, no, you can't...

you can't compare that
to FileMaker Pro.

NARRATOR: It's basically
the same,

except FileMaker is harder
to use and not free.

Do you know FileMaker Pro?

Yeah, I love it.

Oh, my goodness,
that's splendid.

Oh, yes.

My, uh, former assistant,

Celeste, she ran away
with an Italian,

and I could not
even begin to tell you,

but anyway, she had
this bright idea

of setting up a database

so that I could keep a track
of all Bobby's paintings

wherever they were, you know,
two over here,

couple over here
in this gallery,

and to have a sense of order

to have a sense
of perspective.

I mean, FileMaker is the
Cadillac of archival software,

you know, recommended
by Gagosian,

recommended by the Whitney,

and apparently very, very easy
to set up.

And that's what
she promised me.

And that's what she failed
to deliver.

Because the thing about
(CHUCKLING BITTERLY)

Celeste of course,
is that she was on drugs.

- Oh, no.
- ELIZABETH: She was constantly

coming in with dirty shoes,
always in the alleys.

You know, that's a very, very
clear sign.

And the whole thing
just didn't work!

None of the databases matched.

Any assistant of mine

will have to come up
to Maine a fair bit.

Do you garden?

Oh, I... I could garden.

Oh, that's great, so you can
drive us up there.

Oh, no, I... I don't know
how to drive.

I'm looking now for
the pictures of the begonias,

you'll see them
when you drive us up there.

But the begonias
this year were so beautiful,

and the sweet peas'
just beginning,

just the little shoots
starting.

And I think next year,
the pinks particularly...

Oh, my goodness,

where are these photographs?
I'm really thinking

that I couldn't have seen
these photographs.

Oh, my goodness me, this
software drives me insane.

I can never, ever find
what you want,

and it's so hard on the nails.

They said it's likely
to be in the Dropbox now.

Now, we... we... we... Maybe
in the (GROANS) iCloud...

(GROANS) How do
you get into the iCloud thing?

They told me once,
and it made no sense!

Where are these photographs?
(GROANING)

Let me... If...

ELIZABETH: You know, when
you're looking for something

- and you can never find it.
- May... May I...

I want someone
to invent the thing

where you say, "Look
for the photograph

"of the blooms," and then
suddenly there are...

And, they probably have,
but nobody's told me about it.

I bet I can help you
with that. If...

ELIZABETH: No, no, no,
Alejandro.

They say it's simple,

let's hear from them,
how simple it is!

Right this minute.

I was on with them
most of the day yesterday.

(CALL RINGING)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Apple Support.

To securely verify
your iden...

No, none of those options.

AUTOMATED VOICE:
In a few words,

please tell me why
you're calling.

- ELIZABETH: Human.
- AUTOMATED VOICE: Thank you

- for contacting Apple...
- ELIZABETH: Human being.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Please hold
for an Apple advisor...

(AUTOMATED VOICE CONTINUES
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

ELIZABETH: No, none of those
options. No. Other.

Other.

- Other.
- SERVICE REP: Hello, ma'am.

- Are you still there?
- Well, of course, I'm here.

Where else will I be?

You've been holding me hostage
on this call.

- I need my photographs.
- SERVICE REP: Ma'am...

ELIZABETH: You're holding up
an important meeting!

Uh... I'm sorry
about the hold.

But w... w... where are...
where are my photographs?

You've hidden them again,
you've hidden them from me!

Your... Your pictures should
be on the Photos app.

ELIZABETH: Well, I deleted
them because you told me

that there would be a back up
in the Cloud!

(SHOUTING) What is the Cloud
anyway? I don't understand!

They wouldn't just disappear
like that, ma'am.

Stop interrupting me! Listen!

I need my photographs.

You... You've hidden them
from me,

you keep hiding things
from me.

Where are my photographs?

You have erased my memories...

(ECHOING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

And if that isn't enough,

I was forced to switch
to voice memos

instead of texting!

Because your tiny, tiny,
tiny keyboard is

too bloody small...

Well, you can enlarge
the keyboard.

Don't interrupt me!

(SERVICE REP GASPS)

(SHOUTING) I want to text
with my fingers!

- (REP SCREAMING ECHOES)
- (ALARM BEEPING)

(WOMAN IN SPANISH)

(DRAMATIC CHORAL
MUSIC PLAYING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(SIGHS WEARILY)

(IN ENGLISH) Uh,
Alejandro Martinez.

Yes, hi. That's me.

WOMAN:
Mr. Khalil's ready for you.

Thank you.

(CHORUS SINGS OMINOUSLY)

All right, so, you got
to get another sponsor.

Pronto, rapido.

What happened
to the toy people?

They won't hire you?

I don't know.
I mean, t... t...

they're just not going to be
taking applications

- for a while.
- Okay, okay, look,

you... you don't have a while.
You have a month

to find someone
to co-sign your visa,

and if you don't,
you have to leave the US.

(TICKING)

Yeah, I... I... I've been
working on that,

I... I started freelancing
for this lady,

- um, she's, um...
- (CHORUS SINGS)

Well, whatever, it'll just be
a few hours here and there.

Also today? Well,
(CHUCKLES) that's rapido.

You think this lady can
sponsor you?

I... I mean, we'll see.

"We'll see."

Well...

That's a better slogan for us.

We'll see.

Look, other thing is,

you can't take money
right now.

Hope this lady's not
paying you.

W... What do you mean?

You can't take money till
they officially sponsor you.

(DOORKNOB RATTLING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

NARRATOR: The rules
of the game are as follows:

First, he must find a sponsor
for a work visa,

then he must submit it

by paying application
and lawyer fees

totaling up to around $6,000.

And only then,

is Alejandro allowed
to earn money.

Money, that he needs so
he can submit his application

to well... earn money.

And he must do it before
the fall

of the last grain of sand.

The maze is impossible
to navigate,

unless of course, he's willing
to bend the rules.

Cash. You need cash.

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

(CRAIGSLIST MAN
BREATHING HEAVILY)

CRAIGSLIST MAN:
(WHISPERING) Craigs...

(INHALES DEEPLY, HISSING)
list...

(HEART THUMPING)

(EXHALES) Craigs...

(HISSING) list...

Craigs...

list...

(CREATURE BLEATING)

Despair...

Confusion...

(SNIFFS) Misguided journeys...

IKEA BILLY bookcase...

This...

is Craigslist.

Alejandro.

Come on, we're going
to this shitty party.

Oh, I... I can't come.
But thank you.

Why not? Just come.

This invite said it was
an "all white party"

so I'm going in all red.

It's gonna be
at this shitty loft,

- and everyone there sucks.
- ALEJANDRO: Um, thank you,

but I have a lot
of stuff to do.

I... I just have to solve
this mess.

Okay, well, I'll text you

- if it ends up being fun.
- (GUN FIRING ON TV)

Tell me...

Bowflex.

No bed bugs, clean Bowflex.

Um... no, that's okay,
just... just jobs?

- Marketing Associate.
- No, something more cash.

(GRUNTS)

- It is the gigs you seek.
- Exactly, yes.

Cleaning boy kink...

Oh, um...
Any... Anything else?

Sell salon packages,
make up to $200 an hour...

Yes! Yes! Yes, perfect!

(BICYCLE WHEEL CREAKING)

Hi, can I ask you a question
about your hair?

Hi, quick question
about your hair? Okay...

Hi, can I ask you
a question about your hair?

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

ELIZABETH: Alejandro,
this is Elizabeth,

speaking to you
as if from a walkie-talkie,

since that man told me I could
not enlarge the keyboard.

This is so last minute,

but could you meet me
in 20 minutes?

(DOOR BELL CHIMES)

I'm late. I'm...
I know I'm late,

I'm so late, I don't know,
how late am I?

- Oh, that's okay...
- Can you move the table

- so I can get in?
- Oh yeah. Okay.

It's a little bit
of a squeeze. (GROANS)

- Okay. Great.
- Yes, well, I've...

- How are you?
- I've just been held up.

The other people
holding me up all day.

- Oh, no.
- Obstacles, obstacles.

I went to the upholster,

you know, for the little bench
under the window?

- The... The nook?
- The nook!

The nook, yeah.
Exactly, very good.

Yeah, so I was getting some
new, um, cushions made,

you know, and I went to pick
them up, and they're horrible!

- They're awful.
- Oh, no.

They're red velvet,
if you can imagine. Excuse me?

Excuse me? I've been waiting
for a very long time.

Uh, is something going on?
Are you closed?

Oh, I'm... Uh... I'm...

I'm sorry. Do you...

- Do you know what you'd like?
- I'd like this charged.

Red velvet. Who am I?

Cleopatra, lying around
eating grapes?

She said that I had picked it.

As if.

Uh, they have a...
they have a goat cheese salad

- that looks good.
- Oh, this menu...

What is it with walnuts?
Walnuts, walnuts, walnuts.

It's like a cafe
for squirrels.

WAITER: Uh, well, the...
well, the walnuts,

they go very nicely
with the salad.

Do I look like I need
educating on fine cuisine?

Oh, no, no, no.
I wasn't saying that...

Don't scream at me.

Uh, I wasn't. (CHUCKLES)

ALEJANDRO: I'll... I'll have
the goat cheese salad.

But is it possible to do it
with no cheese?

Yeah. Awesome.

Um, oh, well, all right.
I'll have the same thing.

But I'll have it with cheese.
And, uh, and uh...

An iced tea...

please.

Awesome.

They like it
when you say "please."

It's like giving them a little
morsel for them to nibble on.

Don't you like goat's cheese?

Oh, no. I'm... I'm...
I'm vegan.

Oh.

Who else is vegan?

Um, I don't know.

- Um, uh, a lot of people...
- Bill Gates.

Someone awful.

Extortionate. I mean,

one of the most horrible
lunches

I've had for a long time,
and not for the first time.

I am vowing never
to come here again.

Uh, how many paintings is
the gallery returning?

Oh, uh, they never understood
Bobby's work,

Alejandro,
that's the truth of it.

The poor paintings,

they used to sit
in the back room,

and they'd never made
any attempt to market them.

Um, but there's interest now.

- Yeah. I, um, I bet.
- ELIZABETH: That's the thing.

Having a young man
of your intelligence,

who now has an insight

into Bobby's
working methods, uh,

I truly believe that together,
we could curate a show.

Oh!

- Yes.
- Right? And I mean,

curators have no imagination.

I mean, none of them see
what I see.

- Yeah.
- ELIZABETH: But if we (SCOFFS)

do their homework for them...

We could pitch it around even.

We could pitch it around, exactly.

Was there something wrong
with your salad, Alejandro?

Oh... no.

- No, no, it's fine.
- It's just I can't help

noticing that they neglected
to hold the cheese

as we specifically asked
them to.

WAITER: Oh, I don't think
you said no cheese, uh,

- I'm sorry.
- We did and, uh,

this young gentleman cannot
eat cheese.

It... It's... It's...
It's fine.

You tell him.

- I, um, I'm vegan.
- He's allergic.

- To goat cheese or...
- Everything.

Oh, I apologize. We'll...
We'll refund the salad.

Well, that's not what we want.

Uh, O... Okay, I...

I just don't know what else
I could do, I...

- I can't go back in time.
- Fetch somebody else who'll...

- WAITER: I'm sorry...
- ...say something different.

I'll get my supervisor.

Oh, you're gonna hold us
hostage now?

Okay, so get my supervisor
or don't?

Those are the choices.
I either get him

or I don't get him.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(DIAL UP TONE BEEPING)

So, Elizabeth, you... you were

mentioning pitching
the show around?

- Elizabeth...
- I don't have any more time

to waste on you.

Uh, yes,

once we have gathered
the paintings,

we curate a show,
and we get a reputable gallery

to take them, you know,
Gagosian,

Pace, maybe even the Whitney.

And we sell them,
and pay Bobby's bills.

And if you help me do that,
I promise you,

I'll sponsor you...

- (TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)
- ...and we'll get your visa.

That sounds...
That sounds great.

It's so simple, Alejandro.

And this is it. This is it,
the sky's the limit.

Now, let's go
get those paintings.

Should Alejandro go help her?

CELESTE: She'll be right out,
Elizabeth.

ELIZABETH: How's everything
going, Celeste,

since you worked for me?

Your skin looks better.

Thank you.

And how are you? Are...
Are you okay?

Well, there is no colored ink
in the Epson.

- And no cartridge.
- Mmm. The Epson.

I was always intrigued

by your insistence on us
having an Epson.

You swore by them,
so you said,

and then you chose the most

expensive cartridge
on the market,

and then lo and behold,
suddenly gone

in a puff of smoke,

flown to Italy, and I could
never quite work out

how you managed to fund
that particular escapade.

So you think I broke
into your house,

stole an ink cartridge,

bought a plane ticket,

flew to Italy and paid
for my Master's

by presenting them with ink?

Easy, Celeste.
Remember your skin.

Oh, I thought you had five.

We already returned two.

Oh, the database is
in such disarray,

I mean,
nobody can find anything.

- (BREATHING DEEPLY)
- Alejandro's going to have

- to sort it all out.
- (THUDS)

He's, uh, helping me curate
an exhibition, by the way.

- CELESTE: An exhibition?
- Hm.

A solo show,
just Bobby's eggs?

Do I have to speak slower?

Good luck with that.

Maybe a Marriott
breakfast buffet

will show some interest
if you're lucky.

Oh! (CHUCKLES SARDONICALLY)
Now she has taste.

Just try a pseudonym this time

if you're going to write
your husband a glowing review.

BOBBY: Everyone's
laughing at me.

They think I slept with you
for exposure.

ELIZABETH: Don't scream at me.

They hate my eggs.

Bobby, I was
just trying to help.

Well, she was...

she was on something, right?
(CHUCKLES)

Drugs. Drugs and vodka.

- She reeked of it.
- I mean, I...

I can smell it
all the way from here.

Thank you for all
of your help.

You're probably thinking,
"What am I doing,

running around
with a crazy lady?"

No, I...

I... I enjoy working with you.

Where are my bloody keys?

I wouldn't put it past her
for taking them.

I mean, she was
always taking things

when she was with me.

I'm not going back there!

No, here. Let's open your bag,

and we'll search
for everything, and we'll...

we'll put every item here,
one by one.

- And we'll find it like that.
- Oh.

- One by one. Yeah.
- ALEJANDRO: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Good thinking.
- Um, um, um, I'll hold this

- while you take this out.
- All right. Huh.

- That's good. Very, very good.
- One by one.

One by one. One by one.

- Is it any of these?
- ELIZABETH: No.

You know, people are always
asking me,

"Elizabeth,
why don't you relax?

Why are you always so tense?

Why are you always obsessing
about Bobby and..."

You know, they don't know
what it is

to really want something,
you know?

To really, you know,
be on a mission,

all... all out there. Alone.

(ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYING)

NARRATOR: Bobby met Elizabeth
at a show at his commune.

He was feeling down

because his work did not
make the show.

He felt invisible.

- Until she came in.
- Make your own rules up...

You invited... You invited me!

Late?

BOBBY: Excuse me, ma'am.

- No smoking in here.
- Ma'am?

NARRATOR: He could tell no one
understood her.

Just like no one understood
his eggs.

He invited her upstairs

to show her his paintings.

BOBBY: What do you think?

That's beautiful.

BOBBY: This one
I call A Shy Egg.

Oh.

His cousin...

- Intellectual Egg. Yeah.
- (CHUCKLES) Oh. Right.

- Oh.
- And that one is

- Eggs for Dinner.
- ELIZABETH: Ah...

- Oh.
- I want people who don't even

like art to see the hope,
the mystery,

the beauty,
and one day be like,

(SNAPS FINGERS) ding!

I dream of having my own show.

- Hm?
- Thirteen Eggs.

- Thirteen Eggs.
- Yeah, but no one likes them.

NARRATOR: The unlikely pair

became a love for the ages.

She saw him,

and he didn't walk away.

I wanna tell you that I called
the company today.

And they said
they're gonna send a syringe,

and you will have
to inject me.

(GASPS) No...

BOBBY: Don't look at me
like that's weird, okay?

You're gonna have to inject me
so you can freeze my inside

as I slowly die.

(SOFTLY) Okay...

BOBBY: I know
this is not fair to you.

And it's really,
really expensive.

But we could cover the fees

if we sell
some more paintings.

We'll make it work!

- Oh!
- A-ha!

I'll make sure of it.

We have... We'll sell
your paintings.

Gonna have to paint
some bigger eggs.

ELIZABETH: How are
the shelves coming?

- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)
- Uh, great.

I just think that we have
the wrong screws, maybe.

(CLATTERS)

I think we need to put
that Blue Egg

back where we had it before,

because we need to finish
with something very strong.

- But (SIGHS) I am not now...
- Okay.

I'm not sure now about whether
any of this is gonna work.

(SIGHS) God, I'm not sure.

I don't know. I don't know.

Well...

- (SIGHS HEAVILY)
- What about...

ending it with this one?

Oh, no, Alejandro!
Not that one!

That's so unresolved.

Look at that egg,
it's just like negative space.

Bobby didn't even sign it!

I know, I know, but... but...

There's just something
that feels so...

hopeful and...
optimistic about it.

Even if it's so messy

and... and unresolved. It's...

I don't know,
it just feels so...

so Bobby, in a way.

(OPTIMISTIC CHIMES PLAYING)

I happen to like
the later work.

When it... When it's just
at its most erratic

and optimistic.

(ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYING)

I think it's because they were
made to fund his journey.

They were made
with the intention

of waking him up.

With the hope that he would
wake up in the future.

And that way, the show doesn't
end with an ending,

but with a...
"to be continued."

"To be continued."

I like that (LAUGHS).

ALEJANDRO:
Yeah, like his life.

Thirteen Eggs.

- Thirteen Eggs.
- Yeah.

Why did you say that?

'Cause he wrote that
in his sketchbook...

Thirteen Eggs!
Yeah, Thirteen Eggs.

That was Bobby's dream show.

That was the exhibition
he always wanted.

Well, then...
Let's call it that.

That's it! That's our show.

Oh, Alejandro,
that is brilliant.

That... You are brilliant.

That is perfectly...
We have it.

We have the concept.

We just need to track down
the rest of his paintings

and find the final piece,
and then we have the show.

So, if you can add this one
into the FileMaker now.

And then we can have
a fully comprehensive list.

(DRAMATICALLY SCARY
MUSIC PLAYING)

So, you go and, uh,
enter in the database,

so that it all syncs,
that way I have access

to the exact same database

from here or the iPad,
or in Maine.

You absolutely have
to make it all sync up,

so there will, at long last,
be order.

Can you show it to me?
Show it to me now.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

There's no reason to overwhelm
the software at this point.

With excess information
like that.

- Oh.
- It's a very delicate system.

- Powerful, but delicate.
- Oh, right. Okay.

(LILTING MUSIC PLAYING)

CRAIGSLIST MAN:
(ECHOING) Craigslist...

(HISSING) List...

Wait in line
for the new iPhone, $60...

(INHALES) Teach me
to use Twitter so I can

be famous! $100... $20...

Untangle my necklace...
(HISSING)

Clean the windows...

Paint the wall...
Wake me up at 3:00 a.m.

to make my flight...

(CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

ALEJANDRO: A toy truck with
a tire that slowly deflates.

Children must play knowing

that they're running out
of time.

(IN SPANISH)

CRAIGSLIST MAN:
(IN ENGLISH) Coat check

at Lower East Side night club,

$75 plus tips.

(SLURRING)
Give me my coat, man.

I lost the ticket,
but I told you it's black.

- Black?
- Yes, black.

NARRATOR: And while Alejandro
confronted things

he never thought he'd face,

Dolores faced a challenge
of her own.

Not being able to help.

ALEJANDRO: Felicity just got
a Venmo request

for the California Roll
she had with Marjorie

two weeks ago on a playdate.

A blow she didn't see coming.

(DINGS)

Hi, can I ask...

So sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hi, can I ask you
a question about your hair?

Have you ever wondered
how to get salon-quality

for 50...

(VOICE FROM CELL PHONE
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

So...

I was wondering should
I, like, send you

an invoice or...

- or how does that work?
- Yeah.

How many have you sold?

Oh, um...

I think I haven't... yet.

But the, uh...

the Craigslist ad said $200

- an hour?
- Yeah, if you sold something.

ALEJANDRO: But it... it gave
an hourly rate.

NARRATOR: The promise
was riddled with trickery.

(DISCORDANT MUSIC PLAYING)

ALEJANDRO: But I...
I've worked at least,

like, 10 hours.

I need...

- to get paid.
- MAN: Look, man.

You're barely speaking up,

you're whispering
to these ladies,

Look at these two over here.

Hey, ladies.

I like that jacket.
That's yellow, right?

- Yeah...
- Just a real quick question

- about your hair.
- WOMAN: What?

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)

ELIZABETH: I knew... (LAUGHS)

BINGHAM: Not front row,
I hope.

Oh, Bingham, this is
the magnificent Alejandro,

I've been telling you about.
This is Bingham,

- (BELL TOLLS)
- He's our newest,

well, our first foundation
intern.

- Oh.
- And... And he gardens.

- And uh, what's even better...
- (CHUCKLES)

...he's gonna drive me up
to Maine.

Oh, great!

Hey there, Ale.

ELIZABETH:
He's a very clever boy.

He's at Columbia,
I've known him

since he was a tiny, tiny tot.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Uh, his father is a very,

very, uh, important collector.

- Oh, wow.
- NARRATOR: Bingham's father

forced him
to take the internship

after he wrecked the car.

And I have other talents too.

I'm not implying

- any nepotism.
- Mm-hmm.

And what I should have
mentioned is

he knows FileMaker Pro.

- Oh, good.
- (CHUCKLES) No. No, no.

I said I might be able
to figure out FileFinder Pro.

More importantly, Ale,
what is this lady doing

not using Google Sheets?

Oh...

I mean FileMaker Pro is
the Cadillac

of archival software.

That's what we say. That is...
That's the truth of it.

And look he... he put up
the shelves.

BINGHAM: Oh, yeah. And
you did have the right screws.

Oh, are you sure?

Uh, yes, it's just drywall.

What kind of screws
did you think you'd need?

Well, hopefully,
it doesn't fall off

in the middle of the night, right?

She's been having
trouble sleeping.

- So...
- BINGHAM: Oh.

I think it'll be okay,
Alejandro. (CHUCKLES)

Um, anyway, I have to go.

I have a hot date,

uh, with a photographer
(CHUCKLES)

who wants to take my picture.

Well, have a wonderful time.
Don't keep him waiting.

Tell your mother
I sent my love.

- And kisses.
- ALEJANDRO: Bye.

- Bye.
- I'll see you soon.

- Yup.
- Yeah.

ELIZABETH:
A breath of fresh air.

What a team.

You two are going to have
a lot of fun in Maine.

Blue.

Blue.

I know which...

I know which painting
we're missing.

- Oh, which one?
- Blue...

Egg on Yellow Satin.

The... The egg is blue?

ELIZABETH: No, no, no, no!
The egg is grey!

Blue Egg on Yellow Satin.

- ALEJANDRO: Where is it?
- She has it. She's got it.

Look for it, look.

NARRATOR: She was Dalia,

Bobby's most promising
student.

Now this is your best egg.

It's brilliant.

(SIGHS) I'm so jealous.

BOBBY: This will look great
at your place.

Okay.

She stole it.

That's our 13th egg.

Without it, there is no show.

NARRATOR:
Elizabeth immediately noticed

that the painting was gone.

And Bobby came clean
about giving it to Dalia

as a gift, to which
Elizabeth said...

That pathetic tramp stole it.

NARRATOR: They never even
spoke about the affair.

Well, the good news is

that we have
so many other fantastic...

- No, no, no, we need Blue...
- ...paintings that...

... Egg on Yellow Satin.

I know, but

- given that we don't have...
- What, I can't have

Blue Egg on Yellow Satin?

Well, have you tried
reaching out?

I screamed as much as I could!

Right, right.

I don't know, the whole thing
seems like a terrible idea.

What, the show?

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

ELIZABETH: Well, I said
to her, "Name your price."

And... And what she wanted
was an apology.

She wanted an apology from me!

An apology for what?

An apology
for I don't know what!

NARRATOR: Messy, Unresolved
Nightmarish Interiors

by Dalia Park

Spoiled an Otherwise
Fantastic Show

at Columbia University

by Elizabeth Asencio.

I can't deal
with these people, Alejandro.

It's not healthy for me,
it's not good for me.

No, no, we're not
doing the show.

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)

(GLASS BREAKING)

(CHORUS SINGING)

No pro bono, kid.

Why are we even talking?

Has this lady agreed
to sponsor you?

Um, not... not... not yet,
but I'm working on it.

And even if it does work out,

I... I have to pay for half
of your fees upfront, right?

KHALIL: Listen, uh,

you need to get creative

and find a way
to get that money.

- Okay?
- ALEJANDRO: Yes.

No, I'm... I'm on it.

My little Craigslist jobs are
barely keeping me afloat,

and with things at work
are getting tricky...

Hold on a sec, okay?

What's going on here?

She... (SIGHS)
I think she won't let us

mail her the notice.

No! No.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

ALEJANDRO: (IN ENGLISH)
"No, no, I already told you

I don't have
a permanent home address."

(WOMAN SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH) "Sometimes I stay
with my cousins,

sometimes I stay
with my Mom if she's sick."

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH)
"My mail gets lost there."

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(IN ENGLISH)
"It's better for me

to pick up
the documents here."

Okay, we can do that.

Okay, listen. I'm going to get
started with the paperwork.

But make yourself
indispensable to this lady.

As for the money, well,
how much is your rent?

(SIREN WAILING)

(IN SPANISH)

ALEJANDRO: Si.

(PULLEY CREAKING)

(ALEJANDRO IN SPANISH)

(DOLORES IN SPANISH)

(DIAL TONE BEEPING)

CRAIGSLIST MAN: (IN ENGLISH)
You have a message.

Do you wish to speak
to Craigslist?

- Yes.
- (EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

- Speak.
- (FEEDBACK FROM TOY PHONE)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(ON MICROPHONE) Need to rent
a room in Bushwick, $850.

Two roommates.
Need subletter immediately.

TRAVIS: Hey...

What's goin' on?

This is Travis. He's going
to sublet my room.

Hey. What's going on?

- Okay.
- Uh, room's that way, Travis.

Um, yeah, I can't afford
to make rent

and pay for the lawyers
and all the other

immigration stuff,
so I thought,

"Well, why don't I just
sublet my room,

"and sleep on the couch?"

- If that's okay?
- Oh, I mean, of course.

Can you just tell him
to be super careful

around my baby whatever's?

Hey, uh, do you have Wi-Fi?

Yeah, uh, it's on the fridge.

I mean, this is just, like,

I keep getting these emails
that are like,

"I put your necklace on,
and it immediately broke.

"Can you refund me?"
And I'm like,

"No. (CHUCKLES) Sorry."

(SIGHS) I mean,
this sucks so much for you.

Can't you just apply to
the toy thing from your mom's?

Oh, I can only apply for it
from within the US.

So you have to stay in the US

to apply online,
from within the US?

Yeah.

- But it's online.
- (CELL PHONE BUZZING)

So, like, it could
be anywhere.

Oh, um, I'm sorry,
I have to go.

Okay.

- Just change your IP.
- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

- (CHILDREN LAUGHING)
- Hi.

- Hi?
- Uh, I'm looking

for Dalia Park.

Yeah! I'm... I'm Dalia Park.

Oh... Oh, great! Uh...

Hi, uh, my name is
Alejandro Martinez.

- Mm-hmm.
- Uh, I work for, um,

Elizabeth Asencio?

Leave. Your boss is a monster.

- Okay.
- Why do you think her husband

was handing out paintings
to girls left and right?

- Sure.
- I named my price,

an apology.

That's it. They're free,
you know?

Well, actually,
that's what this is.

Um, Elizabeth?

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

- Okay.
- (CHILDREN CHATTERING)

- (SIGHS)
- ELIZABETH: Dear Dalia,

I won't lie, I'm still
deeply, deeply hurt

by what transpired
between you and Bobby.

(SIGHS WEARILY)
- I cannot even bring myself

to say this to your face,
and God knows that if I tried,

things would get messy,
so I wrote it down instead.

I'm not just hurt
by the affair,

but for the name calling,
the demonizing,

the pain that came
with the fun you had.

Galleries all over downtown
referred to me as the Hydra

for many years.

I have, however,

come to realize
that my retaliations

through the cruel
and childish review

of your painting
in the Columbia group show
was worse.

- The truth is...
- (DALIA SIGHS)

...I didn't even bother
to spend a minute

with your painting.

I did not see your work.

I saw my pain.
And I weaponized it.

I understand
that my venomous words

contributed to you not being
included on other shows,

causing a domino effect
on your career.

You did not deserve that.

And Bobby does not deserve
for his legacy

to be forgotten over
my mistake either.

The painting
in your possession

is the only thing keeping us

- from getting Bobby a show...
- (DALIA SIGHS)

...which we need to get some
money to keep him frozen.

- Frozen! What a narcissist.
- (LAUGHING)

But you called him out
on that even before I did!

Take my sincere apology,
not for me,

but for Bobby, and the time
you spent together,

- w hich I'm now willing...
- (BOTH LAUGHING)

...to accept brought him
immense joy.

I hope you've made it
to the end of this

- without me jumping at you...
- (BOTH CRYING)

...and betraying
what I actually feel.

Sincerely, Elizabeth.

(SIGHS HAPPILY)

(SOFTLY) Thank you.

Can I at least read
the damn thing?

No, no.

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

- Mortifying.
- Well, we got the painting.

We did. We did, we did.

We have our 13 eggs,
thank you, Alejandro.

Did you see how many
children she had?

All from different fathers, clearly.

- She runs a daycare.
- Ah! There he is.

Our knight in shining armor.

- Oh, me?
- ELIZABETH: Oh, you.

We'd be lugging this
through the subway

- if it wasn't for you.
- (CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Oh! Finally, you answer,

I've been waiting an hour
on this virtual queue.

SERVICE REP: If I may please
have your name and account...

Yes!

- And your name is?
- Ah, she's

- such a nightmare.
- ELIZABETH: Alonso?

ALONSO: Yes...
BINGHAM: I get it, and I do

feel bad for her
but, like, yikes.

ELIZABETH: This is no way
to do business, is it?

Could she be making this
any harder on herself?

Well, I have,
I've been on for days

talking to your company.

It... It's no surprise
to me...

I don't think
she's a nightmare.

ELIZABETH:
...in such disarray.

Well, how much longer
will it take?

- (SCOFFS)
- Well, thank you for nothing,

it's a total waste of time.

- Shall we?
- BINGHAM: Sure. To the loft?

Uh, well, Alejandro
and the painting to the loft

and I need to get to the MET
before the Klee closes.

Okay, uh...

those are in
opposite directions.

Well, the Klee closes
in an hour and a half,

and Alejandro has to get
to the loft to work urgently.

They're in
opposite directions,

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm not
like you Elizabeth,

I can't just bend
the rules of time and space.

Don't make me go in an Uber!

Not after all they've done.

NARRATOR: She's banned
from the app.

Bingham can take you
to the MET.

And you'll take the car
to the loft.

The car would cost
him 18% of his net worth.

Looks like she's all mine.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

Pathetic.

Tragic.

Could she make this
any harder on herself?

What's a visa?

When I was in high school,

I probably ran over someone,
but my dad just fixed it.

Oh, hello, hello.

That show was
so horribly curated,

I could only stay
five minutes.

Hm.

They're, uh... They're, uh...
They're clever.

Your ideas, very clever.

Is this your dream?
Your big dream, the toys?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Um...

Maybe.

Yeah.

You know, I've been
applying through this thing

called the
Talent Incubator Program.

Well, you have talent.

Thank you. Um...

Yeah, no, it's just
complicated because

they only look at applications
once in a while

and they haven't
gotten back to me.

They? Who's "they"?

-"They" who?
- Well, "they"...

They, the company.

You don't get anywhere in life

if you're hoping for answers
from an entity.

Get a name and become
a problem for them.

Anyway, first things first,

The show, and then your visa.

And we have a lot
of work to do.

(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)

(ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOFTLY) Hey, what's going on?

(DOOR CLOSES)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(ENCHANTING MUSIC CONTINUES)

ALEJANDRO: One of those snakes
that pop out of a can,

except this snake comes
with a little sign hanging

- from its neck saying...
- (SQUEAKS)

(ALEJANDRO READING)

ELIZABETH: (ON VOICEMAIL)
Hello, Alejandro, this is
Elizabeth, it's Saturday.

11:00 a.m., Bingham and I

are making good time
on the road,

he's just stopped
to get some tea.

Uh, kombucha, good
for the digestion, he says.

Let me know if you have any
troubles getting in the loft.

The first gallerist
arrives at one,

the Whitney at four,
let's hope they love the eggs.

I hope you're well.
Let's teach you how to drive,

so we can do this trip
together next time.

You're sorely missed.

(HANGS UP)

(CHIMES)

ELIZABETH: (INTERNALLY)
Bobby.

We did it.

We found all your paintings.

Catalogued them,
and synced the databases.

We will get you your show.

Oh.

(BINGHAM SIGHS)

(BINGHAM SIGHING WEARILY)

There will, at last...

(SIGHS)
- ...be order. (ECHOES)

(BINGHAM SIGHS WEARILY)

(COMPUTER WHIRRING)

- (COMPUTER CHIMES)
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(BINGHAM YAWNS)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

WOMAN: Hm.

Thank you.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

- Hi.
- ELIZABETH: (ON PHONE)
Alejandro,

we need to talk.

EERIE VOICE: Ale...

Ale...

ELIZABETH: I just clicked on
to the database here in Maine.

- Oh, okay.
- And, uh,

the database does not match.

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)

On my iPad, Alejandro,
it declares

that Egg on Red Satin is still
at the Kraushaar gallery,

when you know perfectly well

that we brought it back
to the loft.

- ALEJANDRO: Yes, I know that...
- ELIZABETH: Oh, I'm sorry,

was that a different Alejandro

who brought all those
paintings back

with me to the loft.
having devoured

an entire salad on my dime
at, uh, Le Grainne's Cafe?

No, no, that...

- That was me, I was there.
- ELIZABETH: All the salad

your twin could eat!

What's so difficult
about this project, Alejandro?

No, it... it's...
it's not difficult.

No, it's not...
I don't think it's difficult.

ELIZABETH: I remember
distinctly asking you

to code Blue Egg as UMBIMC.

NARRATOR: Under My Bed
In Maine Cottage.

Not UMCIMC.

NARRATOR: Same, but couch.

Okay, I think...
I think maybe...

- Excuse me?
- Well, I think, maybe...

- You thought maybe?
- ALEJANDRO: Let's just see

if you're connected
to the Internet...

You think that I may not be
connected to the Internet?

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

if you're connected to
the Internet, I'm not there,

- so how could I...
- Don't scream at me!

I'm not screaming. I just...
I'm just saying

if you want me
to help you from here,

then you need to tell me
what's going on there.

ELIZABETH: Oh,
I'm your IT now?

Oh, I see, so I suppose
since I work for you now,

it's time for me to start
misrepresenting my abilities

- at FileMaker Pro?
- No.

- No...
- Do not scream at me!

(ALEJANDRO BREATHING HEAVILY)

ELIZABETH: How can we
have a show

- if the databases are a mess!
- (HYDRA GROWLING)

ALEJANDRO: No, no.
Elizabeth, let me talk.

The whole point of the...
of the database

is to tell us
where the paintings are.

And we know where they are,

they're right here
in front of me.

- (HYDRA GROWLING)
- (METALLIC CLANG)

(THUDS)

BOBBY: You could solve
a problem,

but she'll come back
at you with two more.

She's the Hydra.

- (HYDRA GROWLING ECHOES)
- My iPad still has
games on it.

You told me you'd look

into removing the app,
but then you also told me

that you knew FileMaker Pro,

so here am I
with Darts on my iPad.

What? (CHUCKLES) What?

Well, okay, okay, all right,
Elizabeth, are we talking

about the databases or
are we talking about the iPad?

This is what is going
to happen.

You are going
to burn a disk...

Burn a disk?
- ...of the master copy

of the database in the loft.

- Then you are going to...
- (MULTIPLE ELIZABETHS TALKING)

...make copies of that CD-ROM,
and overnight them here,

the Asheville house
and extras at Bingham's.

- ALEJANDRO: No. No, Elizabeth.
- I will want tracking numbers.

- I will corroborate...
- No, no, no.

...the information
matches the information

on the iPad
when I get to those computers.

ALEJANDRO: Let's just make
sure that you're connected

- to the Internet.
- ELIZABETH: We can revisit

the sponsorship conversation,
once I have the disk!

Even if I did that,
I'm not sure

how you would insert

- a CD-ROM into your iPad.
- (HYDRA HISSING)

BINGHAM: Elizabeth.

I can take a crack at it.

Bingham will take
a crack at it.

No, Elizabeth.

I don't have a lot of time.
Days at this point.

Alejandro, I question
if you are ready for this job.

(RUMBLING)

Elizabeth, I'm ready.

I... I... I'll figure it out.

We're so close.
Elizabeth, please.

(HISSING)

Okay, okay. I'll...
I'll send you the disk.

Please.

(COMPUTER WHIRRING)

All right, that'll be $250.

$250?

WOMAN: Yup.
For overnighting these three.

You need them to get there
tomorrow, right?

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Yes.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(BEEPS)

WOMAN: This fucking machine.
Do you have cash?

(DISCORDANT MUSIC PLAYING)

B... B... But I'm sorry,
that's just not the amount

I should have.
According to my calculations,

that is not the amount
I should have in my account.

BANK AGENT: What balance
were you expecting?

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

Zero would be great.
(CHUCKLES) Just...

Just get me to zero.

Again, every time
you overdraft,

the bank must impose
a penalty of $35.

(CHUCKLES) So, uh, what?
Like an $8 sandwich

becomes a $45 sandwich?

- BANK AGENT: $43.
- (CLOCK TICKING)

Again, that's the policy,
Mr. Martinez.

But that... (WINCES) that
makes absolutely no sense.

I distinctly recall making
a cash deposit.

Hm. And that deposit
was flagged

as potentially fraudulent.

So, it's on hold now.

For your protection.

Right, but then that hold
made me overdraw.

For your protection.

(CHUCKLING BITTERLY)
I'm sorry,

I'm sorry, but do I seem
protected right now?

Why would you let this happen?

Why not just have
my card get declined?

That's not the way
things work.

ALEJANDRO: But that is the way
things should work.

Otherwise, the bank
is just benefitting

from my misfortune.

From the misfortune of people

who can't afford to make
any mistakes.

From people who have
no margin of error.

It's... policy.

It is what it is.

No.

No. Look at me.

Just look at me.

I know that you can hear me.

I know that you can hear
my voice

when I tell you that I know
that this is not your fault.

You didn't do this,
the bank did this.

And there is no reason for you
to be defending them to me.

Please. Please, at this point,

I'm not even asking
for my money back,

I'm just asking for you
to tell me

that you agree with me,
because I know that you do.

I know that there's still
a person in there.

And I know
that she can hear me.

Please.

- (GUN COCKS)
- I stand with Bank of America.

(CATS MEOWING)

LILY: So I, like,
started crying,

like, full Pisces move.

Tear, tear, tear. So dramatic.

- (GIGGLES)
- SPRAY: Oh my God, Alejandro.

- Hey, what's up?
- Um...

Nothing... Nothing much.

Nice. Uh, this is Lily.

Michael's GF. She's kind
of been holding court here,

(CHUCKLES) inviting a lot
of her friends over,

even though we're trying
to get ready to go to a thing.

LILY: So much fun. (CHUCKLES)

Wait, Alejandro,
are you from El Salvador?

SPRAY: Yeah, I was telling you
about Alejandro.

He's gonna be the coolest
toy designer at Hasbro.

I don't think you were, Spray.

I literally was, just
one minute ago, telling you.

My God.

I'm, like, always
on a little trial

- (CHUCKLES) with you.
- (CHUCKLES FORCEDLY) Okay.

LILY: Feel like I would have
remembered.

But hello. (GIGGLES)
Wait, speaking of,

have you guys seen
the Cabbage Patch things?

So funny.

- (LILY GIGGLES)
- What... What's the...

What's the Cabbage Patch
thing?

LILY: @HasbroOfficial
posted it. (CHUCKLES)

They, like, gave them
smartphones,

and they, like... It comes up
with a funny message like,

-"Oh, are u ghosting me?"
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

"Ah, your Uber's here."

So fucking funny. Like,
who thinks of that?

How did they think of that?
I love it.

(LILY LAUGHING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

CRAIGSLIST MAN: Craigs...

I'm here for a... for a job
that you've shown me before.

- Sell salon packages...
- ALEJANDRO: No.

The one I kept turning down.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Cleaning boy.

That one.

(CRAIGSLIST MAN
LAUGHING WICKEDLY)

CRAIGSLIST MAN: A boy to clean
my apartment.

You clean...

I watch.

And then...

Who knows...?

(CRAIGSLIST MAN
LAUGHS WICKEDLY)

I... I... I'm Alejandro.

Yeah, I know.

(DOOR CLOSES DISTANTLY)

ALEJANDRO: So do you think
the buzzer was broken or...

That works.

You've done this before...

For kink, I mean?

(SCOFFS) Yeah.

You can drink and work.
Not precious about it.

- Great.
- Do the windows.

Hm? Hm, hm?

(MAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

Um, nice, nice windows.

MAN: What?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Um, I don't... I don't know
I'm just...

I'm just saying nice...
nice windows.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

No, yeah.

- Pants off.
- Hm?

- Pants.
- Oh, yeah.

You can put 'em next to you.

Backpack too.

Oh. Yeah.

(MAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WIPING WINDOWS)

(SPRAYING CLEANER)

Keep cleaning.

Keep cleaning.

Turn and face me.

Um, while cleaning...

- (SHUSHING)
- ...or how do you prefer...

(MAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

I was gonna ask,
"Is this okay?"

Um, uh, yeah, it's okay.

You're not freaking out?

Uh, no.

- You're beautiful.
- ALEJANDRO: Um, hi.

Um, my name is
Alejandro Martinez.

And I applied to be a part

of the Hasbro Talent Incubator
Program, and I...

And I... You... Well, you had
to turn me down,

- but I know that...
- (MAN BREATHING HEAVILY)

...you liked my ideas
because one of the...

one of the ideas
on the application...

I... I... I just...
I just wanna apply again.

And I know that there hasn't
been a lot of time,

but I'm... I'm running...

I'm running out of time. And
since you do like my ideas...

I'm s... s... sorry,
what's your name?

You... You... You reading this,

do you make the decisions?

Or... Or... Or who does?

(MAN SIGHS)

(ALEJANDRO CHUCKLES)

'Cause if I could
just talk to someone,

person to person, so... so...
so you could hear me

and I know there's rules,
but just...

Just give me a name.

Who do I talk to? I just...

I... I... just...

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING
OVER SPEAKERS)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Did you lose your keys?

ALEJANDRO: No, I gave them
to Travis.

I don't know who that is.

- LILY: Right...?
- ALEJANDRO: He's the subletter.

He's why I can't go
into the room.

- WOMAN: Hey, hey...
- Are you okay?

ALEJANDRO: You think I don't
want to go to parties?

You think... You think
I don't want to go to bars?

I can't... I can't even sleep.

You can go in there. Trent's
not even there right now.

ALEJANDRO: And I don't want
him to come back

and find me in his bed.

SPRAY: It's your bed.

And he's literally never
even here.

- WOMAN: Yeah, yeah...
- What do you mean

he's never here?

I mean, I've never seen him
one single time,

and I don't know what
his face looks like.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION
CONTINUES)

WOMAN: Oh, okay,
awkward turtle...

ELIZABETH:
Do you know FileMaker Pro?

Bingham will take
a crack at it...

BINGHAM: What's a visa?

WOMAN: I'm s... I'm like...
I'm gonna just go.

(NOTIFICATIONS CHIME)

(CELL PHONE LOCK CLICKS)

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Why did you
want to see me, then?
What's the matter?

Uh, nothing's the matter.

Hey, um...
would you be interested

in becoming a paralegal?

What, like...

You mean, like, here?

(CHUCKLES) Yes, here.

I can get you on a visa,
get you some training.

All right?
It's not rocket science.

You're a hard worker and
most of all, you're patient.

You speak Spanish,
you're sane.

Uh, you seem trustworthy.

(CHUCKLES) These are basically
the requirements

for being a paralegal.

Oh.

Thank you but I...
I don't even know, um, law.

You know how to email?
It's just emails.

Emails and... and filing.

You know,
straightforward stuff.

(CELL PHONE BUZZES)

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry.

Do... Do you mind if I take
this? It might be about work.

Uh-huh. Go. Go, go, go, go.

Uh, hello?

Hi, this is Nadine Moore
from the Roosevelt Island

Fine Arts Gallery,
is this Alejandro?

Yes.
- NADINE: Hi! Oh, my God, yay!

So I got the PDF
for the show you sent out.

Sorry we hadn't replied.

I'll...
I'll go straight to the point.

We were supposed to have
a show open tomorrow night,

had a lot of dealers and,
well, the community excited

but due to circumstances out
of our control, whatever...

Point is, we want
the Asencio show.

We want the eggs.
We need the eggs!

- Insane, I know.
- (CHUCKLES)

Like... Like...
Like, tomorrow?

ELIZABETH: Where's my disk?

I suppose
you'll be charging me

by the minute for this call.

I got Bobby a show.

Excuse me?

ALEJANDRO: A... A solo show,
a... a real show.

Oh, then
the New Museum called back?

No, no, no, um...

ELIZABETH: Well, what, then?
The... The Whitney...

No, it's, um...
- ...would like to revisit?

It's The Roosevelt Island
Fine Arts Gallery.

Say that again.

Elizabeth, I know
they're not as reputable...

Those people show evil
Mickey Mouses

and glittery Marilyn Monroes.

Yes, that investors do pay
a lot of money for.

You lied to me!

What... Okay, what lie?

What is a lie? I don't believe
I have lied, Elizabeth.

You told me
that you would only pitch

to real institutions!

Nobody's gonna
take us seriously now.

ALEJANDRO:
This is the only way.
Think of the eggs.

ELIZABETH:
You're trying to destroy me,

to destroy his legacy.

You only came to me,

so that you could go
laughing off to the bank

and then scurrying off
to Guatemala.

I know you're in cahoots
with these people.

And I know you want to sell
his eggs to the Chinese,

so that you can get
your green card.

For what? So that you can make
Barbies for Toys-R-Us?

Well, don't bother!

Don't you worry
your pretty little head.

I am fine.

(CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

I don't need you.

I have something better.

(MUSIC STOPS)

I have Bingham.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SWORD CLATTERS ON GROUND)

ALEJANDRO: Do you think
he gives a shit about you?

Do you think he gives a shit
about Bobby or any of this?

(CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

You are not from
the same universe.

He has no idea what it's like
to desperately want something.

He knows FileMaker Pro.

No one knows shit
about FileMaker Pro.

(PERCUSSIVE BEAT PLAYING)

He's helping with the website.

He knows all about
the widgets.

You know nothing of widgets.

Why are you bringing up the
website right now, Elizabeth?

Why... Why are you making
everything so difficult?

Oh, that's rich
coming from you.

(WHOOSHING SOUND)

You...

who adore difficulty.

You cannot get enough of it.

You seek it out
round every corner.

Not Mexico City, not Montreal,
not Berlin.

Nowhere easy to migrate to.

And not a doctor,
not a software designer.

Nothing that anybody's

gleefully handing out
visas for.

No.

An aspiring... maker of toys.

(CHORAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Well...

if we're doing that,

why don't we address
the elephant in the room?

You want to keep
your husband frozen.

You want to be
this high-society lady,

keep eating your $28 salads.

With what money?

We're both so tired,
Elizabeth.

Let's go sell some paintings.

Yes, well, you need
to drop the theatrics,

Alejandro.

We have work to do.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

I'll see you soon.

(MAJESTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

We're doing well on time
for once.

Have you ever been to, uh,
Roosevelt Island before?

No.

ELIZABETH:
"It's practically Manhattan."

That's what
the curator woman said.

Three times on the phone.

Elizabeth, Elizabeth.

My beautiful Hydra.

How dare you?

I know.

(SIGHS) What I don't know
is how you ever
put up with me.

How do you put up
with this stupid, womanizing,

soon to be frozen
cutlet of a husband?

Don't forget a narcissist.

It's your scales.

Stop it.

Where's Bingham?

Well, I have it
on good authority

that he's been
working the docks.

Uh-huh.
How do you mean "working"?

There is an underbelly
of closeted fishermen

that little tricks
like Bingham fall into.

NARRATOR: Bingham was not
working the docks.

In fact, he was just awarded
a Guggenheim grant

to further pursue
being cute in the arts.

The deviousness in those eyes,
Alejandro.

You'll be hearing all about it
on 20/20,

you mark my words.

Where's Blue Egg
on Yellow Satin?

I thought you had Blue Egg
on Yellow Satin.

It's on the station!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

The egg is alone in Manhattan!

Someone will steal the egg!

- No one's gonna steal the egg.
- ELIZABETH: No, they will!

We have to stop the tram.

They can't... They're not
gonna let you do that.

Stop the tram! We have to.

I don't think
you can even do that.

- They can't stop the tram.
- Stop the tram.

- Excuse me?
- We have to go back.

There's a very, very valuable
egg on the station.

We need it for the show that
will save my husband's legacy

and his body.

We can't do that, lady.

Stop the tram now,
immediately!

- MAN: Listen, lady, I can't.
- Right now, stop it!

- What do you mean?
- I can't.

I'm a customer
and I'm telling you to.

- MAN: I can't.
- Serve me!

- Serve me!
- Who the hell are you?

Do it now!

I can't... I can't do...
It's not possible.

Do it now, immediately!
Do it now, instantly!

(ROARS) Now!

(SIGHS)

(WHIRRING)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(MAJESTIC MUSIC PLAYING)

So we only have one wall?

Well, it's our best wall.

I thought this was
a solo show.

Just you, solo on this wall.

We have to reserve the
other areas, unfortunately.

We already have some interest
in the eggs.

ALEJANDRO: Well, they're
clearly not all gonna fit.

Yes, they won't all fit, unfortunately.

The show is called
Thirteen Eggs.

NADINE: Well, we can hang some
near the restroom,

but that'll still only get you
up to 12.

Call it Twelve Eggs. Easy.

It's like an even dozen.

I'll tell you
what will happen now.

We are leaving this place.
We are taking our eggs.

Elizabeth.

You can put them
in your back office.

You can put them
in your catalog

and send them in your
email blast, I don't care.

But there will be no
compromised version

of this show.

NADINE: So it's all
or nothing, then?

It's all or nothing.

NARRATOR: They didn't get
Bobby his show,

but they sold
all 13 paintings.

Insufferable.

ALEJANDRO:
"Just call it an even dozen."

(ELIZABETH LAUGHING)

Oh, Bobby, forgive me.
Forgive us.

(ELIZABETH LAUGHS)

Do you think he'd hate this?

I'd like to think he'd have
known it had to be this way.

For him, for me.

For a wonderful young man
by the name of Alejandro.

You just seem so convinced
that this is gonna work out.

That he will wake up
in the future.

That he will be healed.

Probably sounds idiotic
to you. (EXHALES)

No.

No, it really doesn't.

It sounds brave.

Brave?

ALEJANDRO: Yeah.

He took a nap.

That's the extent
of his bravery.

Oh, poor him.

How gutsy.

Journeying into the unknown.

Meanwhile, who stays behind

and makes sure
that he arrives safely?

The Monster.

I'm the thorns
that protect the rose.

I assured him
I was strong enough for this.

But...

if it works out, my Lord,
I'll... I'll be so old.

A handsome young painter
married to some old hag.

ALEJANDRO: No, Elizabeth,

when he wakes up, he's gonna
have a lot to thank you for.

You've had a lot of patience.

It takes a very,
very special person

to deal with the impossible.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

DOLORES: (ON PHONE) Ale.

(ALEJANDRO IN SPANISH)

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

ELIZABETH:
(ON VOICEMAIL, IN ENGLISH)
Alejandro, many apologies

for you to be receiving
this information now

but when you return
to the loft,

you're about to discover
my inert frozen body.

I just drank the
cherry-flavored CryoPreserve

to freeze my insides and catch
up with Bobby in the future.

Well, wish me a good trip.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

BOBBY: Elizabeth, Elizabeth.

My beautiful Hydra.

Maybe I'll come and join you.

BOBBY: Why?

Will you do me a favor?
Will you wait for me?

I'll be waiting for you
with my arms wide open.

(ELIZABETH EXHALES)

ELIZABETH: (ON VOICEMAIL)
I called that woman
ahead of time.

They know to come
and get me now.

She said, "Elizabeth, I didn't
know you were terminally ill.

"I'm so sorry."

Moron.

Anyway, with what
we made tonight,

we'll be able to keep us both
frozen for a while.

But also, there's enough to
repair the cottage and sell.

There's already interest
in the loft.

I've written to realtors.

Please see to this, and by God
please, please, please, please

sort the databases

and have them reflect
the most recent sales.

I'll have much work to do
when I get back,

so I'll need this done
properly.

I trust the government
won't have any issues

with my sponsorship of you,

even though they know
I'm not around.

I certainly hope not.

I've left you a glowing
recommendation letter

addressed to
"Whom it may concern."

I wasn't sure who to address
it to. The President?

I've left detailed
instructions

for the accountant.

This process has been
so difficult.

But I must say, meeting
someone who understands me

has made it all feel
attainable.

You've been
an absolute delight.

I'll miss you.

I'll miss you drinking wine
at a snail's pace.

I'll, uh, miss you getting
that little smile on your face

and writing in
your little notebook.

(WISTFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

No, listen, Alejandro,
it's gonna work.

The doctors, you know, who
told Bobby he was gonna die

and that nothing could be
done, they were imbeciles.

Anything can be done.

I think we've proved that
to ourselves now.

All I needed was
a little more time

and, uh...
and I think I needed you.

So thank you
for getting the show

and, uh, I want you
to promise me

that you don't just plump
for these, um,

unacceptable options
that the thoughtless people

who run this planet are gonna
put in front of you.

When they tell you you can
only turn left or right,

you let them know
that you're going up.

Always send the food back,

uh, stand up for yourself

and remember, it's not just
a matter of everything

or nothing at all.

It's everything or everything.

Oh, and by the way,

the name of the idiot
at the toy company...

is Brian Kissane.

I had to negotiate
an entire day

of the phone tree
for that one.

Go and inform him
that you work there now.

Go, do it. Do it.

You know, Alejandro,
I really...

I really...

cannot believe that with
all that time on your hands,

you did not fix
those databases.

(VOICE NOTE WHOOSHES)

(SIGHS)

(DOG BARKS DISTANTLY)

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

ALEJANDRO: Hi.
I need to talk to Brian.

- Is he expecting you?
- ALEJANDRO: No.

But I need to talk to Brian
right now. Instantly, please.

- Thank you.
- I'm sorry.

If he is not expecting you,
how did you get in here?

You seem confused.
I just need to talk to Brian.

Is that Brian? That's Brian.

Brian? Brian?

- Brian? Hi.
- Yes?

Can you excuse us? Brian and I
need to have a little meeting.

Thank you.

- Hi, Brian.
- Hi.

My name is Alejandro Martinez.
We've been corresponding

quite a little bit
regarding my application.

Oh, did your aunt or someone
call the other day?

ALEJANDRO: Yeah, see,

I felt compelled
to kindly follow up,

given that you have
implemented one of my ideas.

- Excuse me?
- ALEJANDRO: Yeah.

We have a problem here, Brian.
Because it seems like

you took one of the ideas
from my application,

then you presented it
as if it were your own.

What are...
What are you referring to

when you say I took your idea?

Don't scream at me.
The little messages

on the Cabbage Patch dolls'
smartphones.

Uh-huh.

ALEJANDRO: That was
in my application, Brian.

Remember?

Susana has a screenshot

of an annoying post
that Marjorie made.

Oh.

Uh, I mean...

Look, it is possible that...

the two of us
both came up with...

Uh-huh.
And isn't it also possible

that if I were to post
a side-by-side comparison

of the idea that I came up
with a year ago

and the idea that you guys
produced a month ago,

well, that wouldn't
go so well?

Yes, that is possible.

And don't you think
there is a world

where if I were to go
to your bosses and tell them

that you're taking ideas
from people's applications

and not even hiring them,
they wouldn't love that?

There is also this world, yes.

Yeah, so, actually, I think
this is what's gonna happen.

You are going to hire me
and you're gonna put me

in the Hasbro Talent
Incubator Program.

Sure. Great. Yes.

We are always looking
for new talent.

Well, from within the US
and its territories.

What?

The dropdown menu
in the application, Brian.

I think that you've never sat
and thought about this,

that it only allows you
to select

one of the 50 states
or its territories.

And if you're not applying
from one of those places,

then you're out of luck,

'cause the website
won't let you through.

- Did you know that, Brian?
- No, I did not know.

ALEJANDRO: Oh, well,
now you know.

So this is what's
going to happen.

You are going to call
the website people

and you're gonna say,
"Hi, it's me from upstairs.

"I want you to put 'other'
as part of the options."

That way, no one gets stuck
in that step

and anyone can apply
from anywhere.

- Great.
- ALEJANDRO: Great.

And you're also going
to sponsor me,

which is really expensive
and really long.

But you're gonna do it and I'm
not even gonna hear about it.

You're just gonna send me
an email saying it's all done.

Okay.

- Okay. Great.
- BRIAN: Great.

So I know my tone has been
a little... stern.

BRIAN: Mm.

But I want you to know
that I look forward

to seeing you
every single day.

- Wonderful. I can't wait.
- ALEJANDRO: Yeah.

BRIAN: Welcome.

(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOLORES IN SPANISH)

(WHEELS SQUEAKING)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

NARRATOR: (IN ENGLISH)
FreezeCorp

and its many competitors

all woke their clients
from their slumber

after finally
figuring out how.

Some had been frozen
for a few years prior,

some decades ago.

Upon waking up in the future,

patients stayed
under observation

at the Center For
The Recently Awoken.

ROBOT: May I serve you coffee
or tea prior to the mingle?

Leaving.
None of those options.

- May I serve you coffee...
- Leaving. Done.

...prior to the mingle?

ELIZABETH: I am not going
to this idiotic mingle.

- The mingle is mandatory...
- ELIZABETH: Leaving.

ROBOT: ...unfortunately.

ELIZABETH: Other.
None of those options.

Coffee, fruit cup.

- May I offer something else?
- Leaving. Done.

Could you please leave
the little guy alone?

ELIZABETH: You are, once
again, siding with the robot.

Humiliating me in front
of a toaster on wheels.

(BLEEPS)

We're supposed
to relax, Elizabeth.

- Ease into this thing.
- I am very relaxed!

I'm very relaxed as well.

- Okay?
- Good!

What are you looking at?

WOMAN: And what do you do?

ELIZABETH: Bobby's
a very talented painter.

WOMAN: Oh.

And, uh, we are looking
to mount a solo show

just as soon as we can locate
all his paintings.

Well, we'll see, you know?

- We'll see what?
- I don't know.

Do people even care
about paintings anymore?

To be honest, I'm not
sweating that right now.

What do you do?

What do you mean
you're not sweating it?

- (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
- WOMAN: I'm a poet.

- Oh.
- Because of this whole thing,

I'm in a substantial amount
of debt, so...

BOBBY: I'm sure you write
beautiful poems.

Welcome to the future, ma'am.

The bar will reopen
after the speeches.

I would like a glass
of white wine.

- Please. Oh.
- MC: Hello, everyone.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

And welcome to the future.

Now, I bet
you're all wondering,

"I woke up for this?"

Uh, sorry, but the bar will
reopen after the speeches.

I would like

- a glass of white wine.
- (SHUSHING)

I mean, the wine is there

and all of these people
are drinking.

And I don't see
the difference.

Um, if you could just wait
a few minutes,

it'll just be a moment.

No, you're the one
who's supposed to wait.

- You're the waiter, right?
- BARTENDER: If you just listen

to the speeches
and enjoy the speeches.

ELIZABETH: What speeches?
I can't hear any speeches.

- As you can see...
- (ELIZABETH CONTINUES ARGUING)

...you're each wearing
different colors.

Each color
represents the decade

- that you went to sleep in.
- (ELIZABETH CONTINUES ARGUING)

Please.

BARTENDER: I cannot help
you at this moment.

That woman's crazy.

- ELIZABETH: You could...
- If you'll excuse me,

I'm here to serve you.
However, we are closed.

ELIZABETH: I'm not sure
I... I do feel

like excusing you, in fact.

And don't walk away
from me like that.

You say you're here
to serve me,

but you're clearly not here
to serve me

anything other
than insubordination.

And quite a lot of cheek.

BARTENDER: Ma'am, you're not
allowed to be back here.

ELIZABETH: Well, I think I am.

I mean, if you're not allowed
to serve me any wine,

I think I'm allowed
to come back here.

And by the way,
the state of this kitchen

is absolutely revolting.

Don't walk away from me.

And don't scream at me
like that.

(CELESTIAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, my God.
That's Alejandro Martinez.

He designed all those toys,
um...

My Little Problems,
with his mother Dolores.

(ELIZABETH CONTINUES
ARGUING INDISTINCTLY)

(CELESTIAL MUSIC
CONTINUES PLAYING)

NARRATOR: Alejandro lived
a long and beautiful life.

Alejandro?

NARRATOR: Near the end of it,

he took a nap
for hundreds of years...

ELIZABETH: Is that really you?

NARRATOR : ...to stand in front
of a cave, wearing all blue,

lovingly looking
at the Monster.

Oh, my God.

NARRATOR: Just as Dolores
dreamt many years ago.

Alejandro.

The databases are out of sync.

- They do not match.
- (CHUCKLES)

I compared the copy
on my laptop,

which has the key
for the letter D missing,

which you might think
is a suspicious

and maybe
convenient occurrence...

They are done.

What?

ALEJANDRO:
The databases match.

The project is finished.

What do you mean?

I know FileMaker Pro.

Do you promise?

I did it.

Order reigning supreme
at last?

Elizabeth? Come out.

Let me show you
how the databases match.

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(CELESTIAL MUSIC PLAYING)