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(breathing heavily)

(door opens)

- Shit.

Jesus.

Wes.

- Sorry.

- I'm... guessing you
heard everything?

- Yeah.

What are you gonna do now?

- I'm getting the hell
out of here.

(knocking)

Come in.

(door opens)

- Hi.

| just thought I would check in.

See how you're doing.

- I'm okay.

- Well, | was thinking maybe
we could go and get

some ice cream?
You and me, the two of us?

- Can I get a raincheck?
It's kinda been a long day.

- Yes, of course.

Look, Jules...

| want you to know that
| really care about you.

We all do.

- Thanks.

(tense music)

- Okay. I'll leave you to it.

(door closes)

- "lL really care about you,
Jules." Bullshit.

| mean, she really wanted me
to get a sundae with her?

After that stunt
they just pulled? No way.

I'm going to get some answers.
Um, can you cover for me?

- Uh, well...

- Wes, come on! | need you.

Please, I-I'm a printout,
remember?

- Yeah, | guess that's
still a thing, huh?

- Hey, um, here,
give me your sweater.

Hurry, fast, fast. 'Kay.

And, and give me your phone too.

And mine's right there.
Take mine, we'll switch.

And I'm gonna need this.
- Hey! Be careful with that hat.

It's vintage.
- Dude! Priorities.

| need to figure out
who the hell made me.

- Yeah, of course.

- Okay.

I'll see you soon.

(sighs)

(chuckles)
- | mean, you can't compare

Celine Dion to Mariah Carey.

They're totally
different artists.

- 100% agree.
Like night and day. Please.

- Word up. I mean, Celine Dion
is proof that angels can sing.

- Hey, hey, hey. Look!
There she is.

- No, no. It's not her. See?

It's the kid brother.

- I've seen his standup online.

He's actually really good.
I'm telling you, man,

he's going places.

- For real?
- Yeah.

- No?
- Yeah. Look it up.

- Hey, Sedan:
Pull up "Wes Lee standup.”

- Oh, wait, wait.
Uh, look up the one

with the six-toed cat. That's...

You're gonna die.
It's so funny.

- You like cat comedy?

- Not all--
- Feline funniness?

- No. No.

- Just messing with you.

Cats are great.
Cats are really funny. Hey, uh,

uh, pull up six-toed cat.

(upbeat music playing on radio)

- | would have given him
the final rose too.

- Nah, she chose wrong.

Look, sure, he was rich,
but she didn't love the guy.

- Yeah.

She had the kid to think about.

(urinating)

(zipping)

(door opens and closes)

- We good now?
- Yeah.

(ethereal music)

- Hey.

Um, you've got a very young
visitor here to see you, Lucy.

So, you're related,
but she's not your sister?

And she's not your cousin
or your niece?

- Yeah.

- You know what?
| don't need to know.

| don't need to know.
Um, good luck

with whatever weird stuff
you've got going on.

| have a date!

- Have fun!

- Oh, | will.

Uh, by the way,

mess my stuff up, | mess you up.
Got it?

Okay.

(door closes)

- She's intense.

- What are you doing?

Did you not hear the woman?
She owns guns.

- So, did you bring the stuff?

- You know, Lucy.
I'm kind of surprised

you're in a monogamous thing.

Unless, of course,
I'm missing something.

Are you two open?

- No.
- So, monogamous with a cis-het

snoozer in Dullsville.

Hm. Not really my vibe.

| guess printouts are a lot
different than we think.

I spy with my little eye:

a quaint normie picket-fence
scenario in your future!

- You don't know anything
about what my life was like

before now, and you know nothing
about my relationship with Jack.

You would be lucky to find
someone like him.

- Oh, gee. I sure hope | do!

So, you told him the plan?

- Yes, this drug,
whatever it is,

you think will trigger a shared
memory between you two.

- Are you sure it's safe?

- It's totally safe.
I've done it.

I mean, not like this, but I--

- Sorry, what do you mean,
not like this?

(scoffs)
Lucy, I-I don't like this.

- | know, but if it
helps us remember

or figure out who we are--
- Look, we're not burning holes

in our sinuses for this, okay?

Only desperate meth heads snort.

I'm thinking a classier,
more effective option.

- Like a nasal spray.

- Exactly.
The closer we get to the--

- Blood-brain barrier?

- Look at you, knowing a little
something about this stuff!

- He used to be an army medic.

- For better, for worse.

- Whatever, Designated Dave!
You gonna help me or what?

- You two really are the same.

(rhythmic music)

(sniffs deeply)

(exhales)

(laughs)

(gasps)

(breathes deeply)

(laughs)

- Thank you.
(laughs)

- Gonna not do blinking.

(humming)

- You gotta try it!
It feels so good.

- I'm having fun!
Are you having fun?

- Yeah... Listen.

Uh, I'm gonna need
you two to focus.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You're pretty.

- Thank you. Focus, please.

- That's her.

That's the woman who made me.

- Whoa.
- Mm-hmm.

Do you recognize her?

- No.

But these, this...

This is what | see, too.

The knife looks just like this.

- And why a hunting knife?

- 1 don't know.

| wish we could see
the whole thing.

The whole memory,
the whole bathroom.

- | know. Me, too.

- Wait.

| have a fantastic idea.

But we're gonna need some paint.

(intriguing music)

| guess this is everything.

I've never seen it all together.

(camera clicks)

(high-pitched squeaking)

- What's that sound?

(eerie metallic squeaking)

- 1 don't know.

- Do you hear that?

- Hear what?

You guys need a break.

You must be hallucinating.

(sighs)

- | don't even know
what | was like as a kid.

Whether or not | had
a happy childhood

or a crappy one.

| mean, | guess | feel okay now.

- If all of this is true,
you're only technically,

like two years old...
(snorts)

...So welcome to your childhood.

- Do you think...

we're happy?

Or were happy?

Whoever we are? | don't...
Are you happy?

- | don't know. Maybe not.

Maybe sometimes.

Even if | was, | don't know
that what makes you happy

makes me happy,
even if we are the same.

- Jack and Charlie
make me happy.

| love being Charlie's mom.
She is...

She's so special.

I think that the "original"
version had a kid, too.

- Are you saying I'm a mother,

or the me that was me
before me was a mother?

- | think so.

- Crazy.

(exhales)
- What happens to printouts?

Do printouts have souls?
What happens when we die?

(chuckling)

- Then we go back to Staples?
(chuckling)

(exhales)

The mirror was a good idea,
right?

Like, it has to be.

If it's the only thing
that we remember,

then it has to mean something,
right?

It has to.

Don't you think?

(tense music)

(exhales)

- Good morning.

As you all know,
the Darros Foundation

prides itself on identifying

and supporting the finest minds
in science and technology.

Well, these individuals

are changing the world.

lam humbled to just play
a tiny part in that change.

So, without further ado, uh,

today's speakers include
climate researcher

and ocean robotics expert,
Syuko Funada-Espino.

(applause)

And working at the forefront
of tissue and organ printing,

we have Kira Manning
of the Additive Foundation.

(applause)

- If you've ever seen
the harrowing sight

of the North Pacific Ocean,

you'd understand why | got
into robotics.

Nerves of steel.

The North Pacific
is as beautiful

as it is daunting,

but we never could
have calibrated

the most effective, scalable,
long-term cleanup system...

- I-I need to talk to you
about our project.

- Hey, | wanted to thank you
for participating

in today's event.
I know you usually don't

like to go for these
kinds of things.

- Yeah, I-I'm, uh...

I'm, uh, worried
that you haven't been

entirely honest with me
about your plans for Lucy.

No, I'd assumed you weren't
the kind of person

who would feel comfortable
with blood on their hands.

- Though...

it is, as you suggest,
our project.

Right? Yours and mine, so...

whatever the consequences,

I think that falls on
both of us equally. Hm?

(Dr. Funada-Espino
presenting indistinctly)

You know what | love
about Dr. Funada-Espino?

(indistinct speaking)

She really understands
that even the best science

needs to be flexible. Right?

Hm?

Sometimes we have
to make sacrifices

for the greater good, Kira.

(ominous music)

(shouting indistinctly)

- Why don't I remember
anything?!

(breathing heavily)

- Sorry. Didn't mean
to scare you.

You okay?

(exhales)

- Depends on your definition
of okay.

- Well, | think there's
something you need to see.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah. Come on.

We don't have a lot of time.

(birds chirping)

- | mean, it's not going
to the Met any time soon.

(chuckles)

- I've never seen this pile
of clothing before.

And that's a watch?

- Yeah, but | don't know
who it belongs to.

And I've never seen
that window either.

And what's that, is that like
a statue or something?

- Or maybe a church steeple.

Oh, hey. Charlie.

Come meet my friend.
This is Jules.

How did you know?

(vocalizing)

- Cool... PJs.

- Um, so, uh, Jules and |

have the same dream,

and so we're just trying
to figure out what happened.

- Is this some kind
of homage to JP?

- JP?
- Jamaica Plain?

Used to be wall-to-wall queers?

Lesbian capital of Boston.

I mean, not Northampton level,
or anything.

Got pricey when
the university moved in.

- Uh, Tina knows that
this monument is Boston.

(door closes)

(ominous music)

(beeping)

(robotic voice):
Identity confirmed.

- Well, this is it.

- This is where
she's been living?

- Yeah.

Near the orchard
where she works.

Ugh, | grew up in a trailer
like this.

Might have been even more
of a shithole, honestly.

- I've been wondering how
she's been living,

where she sleeps at night.

- At least she had a roof
over her head.

We searched it. We thought
maybe we'd turn up something

that would help us find her,
but no luck.

Maybe you'll see something
that we missed

that'll help you
get to her first.

- Why are you helping me?

- | guess I know what it's like

to be the only one
looking out for someone.

It weighs on you.

- You know, I made her.

| put her into the world.

And I'm not a religious person
but hoping she's okay...

Wanting her to be safe...

It's the closest
I've ever come to praying.

- Well, | hope this helps.

You can let yourself out
when you're done.

- It really is just
like the painting.

So it's gotta be one
of these houses.

- So, should we just start
knocking on doors

and asking if anyone
has a murder bathroom?

- Come on.

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

- We've walked down this street
like five times.

We're never gonna
find the place.

- We might be the same person,

but you are definitely
more impatient.

(metallic squeaking)
Do you hear that?

(breathing unsteadily)

- Ils that the same sound?
- Yeah.

(metallic squeaking)

Looks like some kind of party.

- Oh.

Shall we?

(loud hip-hop music playing)

- Wow. Places like
this still exist?

(indistinct chatter)

- Welcome, welcome, welcome
to Zeta Rho Beta's

Triannual Frozé Tournay!
You're just a little bit late,

but feel free to get in line,
and rules of the game

are up on the board.

- Thank you so much. Uh, hey...

my mom really has
to use the bathroom.

- Your mom?

- Yeah. Teen pregnancy,

but, uh, she really made it work

- Sorry, you only get
the key to the bathroom

if you win at frozé pong.

Otherwise, you have
to pee in the yard!

Oh, it-it's not hazing.
It's a game.

(loud music continues)

- Yes!

Ooh!

(cheering)

Yes! Okay, woo!

(cheering, applause)
All right.

- Bathroom's upstairs.

(music stops)

- You know, maybe this
isn't the right place.

- Hey, look.

The monument.
Just like the mural.

- | guess so.

(metallic squeaking)

- Hey. Look.

- Yeah. This is definitely it.

- Definitely.

- | have to admit, you really
crushed it at frozé pong.

- Oh, didn't you want
to ask them, uh, about your,

um, school project?

- Yeah. | know it's a long shot.

I've been working on this
community history project

about gentrification
in the neighborhood.

Do you happen to know
who used to live here?

- Actually, this old woman
wandered off while she was on

a field trip with her
assisted-living community

last month. ‘cause she thought
this was her house.

- We drove her back. Obvi.

Luxuriant... Legacy!

Duh. Legacy Assisted Living.

- Do you remember
the woman's name?

- Oh, yeah! Melissa was
the best. Totally hilarious.

- And her hair was amazing.
- Thank you.

- Thanks.

(knocking)
- Jules?

Look, I'm sorry to barge in.

| used to hate
when my mother did that,

but it's very late to sleep in,
even for a teenager.

Okay?

(door opens)

Jules?

(distant sirens wailing)

Jules?

(Wes): ...had my appendix
taken out when ! was a kid,

which seemed fine, ‘cause they
told me it was useless.

But you know what?
Based on my life since then,

| think maybe it controls
motivation.

(door opens)
- Wes,

do you know where Jules is?

- Um... a class trip.
Weekend excursion.

For... for yearbook club!

She wanted to go on
the yearbook club fun bus.

They're going to the zoo!

- Wes. If you know where she is,
you need to tell me.

(breathing heavily)

Wes! Really!

If there's something going on,
I need to know.

- Jules is worried she can't
trust you and James.

- What? What do you mean?
Of course she can trust us!

(sighs)

- People have been
following her.

- What?

- Jules learned some things
about her past aren't true.

There's this lady who looks
like her who kidnapped her.

- Kidnapped her?

- I'd figured
they'd be back by now.

Jules has my phone.
I'm starting to get worried.

- Don't worry, honey.

I'm gonna take care of this,
okay?

But you need to tell me
exactly what's going on.

Everything.

| know how to find her.

(indistinct chatter)

- Here they are.

Hi, there. Reception said
you're here to see Melissa

about a research project.
That's pretty neat.

- Yeah, we're really excited
to talk to Melissa.

- She's in the Day Room.
I'll take you right to her.

By the way, September
is Alzheimer's Awareness Month.

-Is it?
- It is.

Never forget.

Helps with the runners.

(chiming, lock clicking)

Hi, there, Melissa.

I've got some visitors
for you today.

- God bless America, Eleanor.

Why haven't you done your hair?

It looks awful.

Really, Eleanor.

- Sometimes she's
a little confused.

If you need anything, I'll be
back at the nurses' station.

- Thank you.

(sighs)

Can | play with you?

And what game are we playing?

(phone ringing tone)

- You've reached Kira Manning.
Please leave a message.

- Hello. Nurse Marty
from Legacy Assisted Living.

Just checking in. Uh, Melissa
has a couple of visitors

and is having a bit
of a hard time.

She keeps calling
both of them Eleanor.

I've never heard her
do that before.

Anyway, uh,
we'll keep you posted.

(indistinct chatter)

- We went by
your old house today.

Do you remember the one
in Jamaica Plain?

How long did you live there?

- It's your turn, dear.

- This is so pointless.

- What did you say, young lady?

- | said, This is pointless.

- Eleanor! Why aren't you ready?

- Uh...

(exhales)

- I'll bet your father
isn't ready yet either.

Come on, already! You know
the bus is slow on the weekend!

We have to go fix Eleanor's hair
so we can get on the road!

- She doesn't know anything,
okay?

She doesn't even know
where she is right now.

- We've made it this far,
haven't we?

- Hurry up, Eleanor!

(Tom and Myung singing)

- There were things
we'd never do again I

¢ But then they always
seemed right J

~ There were nights
of endless pleasure J

f It was more than all
your laws allowed f

~ Baby, baby, baby J

¢ When you touch me like this J

f And when you hold me
like that f

It was gone with the wind f

f But it's all coming back... J

- Well, that's...
that's a shame.

f When you see me like this
And | see you like that

< When we see what
we want to see J

It's fine.

f All coming back to me J

~\lcan barely recall f

¢ But it's all coming
back to me now JS

(eerie music)

- You need to take better care
of yourself, Eleanor.

This is a big day!

You're getting bad habits
from your father.

Let's see.

Definitely gonna be late.

- Melissa, do you remember
when you moved into that house?

- Did anything bad happen there?

- Help me.

- You said that today
was a big day?

Where are we going?
- Don't ask stupid questions.

You're always asking
stupid questions.

- I-I'm sorry--
- And stop interrupting me.

You're always interrupting me!

- | didn't-I didn't mean to.
- Will you just sit down!

- Wow. Melissa's
kind of a bitch.

(nurse): Just checking in.
Uh, Melissa has a couple

of visitors and is having
a bit of a hard time.

She keeps calling
both of them Eleanor.

I've never heard her
do that before.

Anyway, uh,
we'll keep you posted.

(tires screeching)

- Oh my God.

Melissa, who is this?

- Don't be silly. That's you!

- Wait. So-so we really
are Eleanor?

- When...

when was this taken?

- That was the...

that was your
high school graduation.

(chuckles)

I was so proud of you that day.

After everything.

Nothing was gonna hold you back!

- So you're my mom?
Like, my real mom?

Our real mom.

(breathing unsteadily)

What was | like as a kid?

- You were always getting
into something.

You were too smart
for your own good.

- You-you said that you were

"so proud of us
after everything"?

What did you mean by that?

(ominous music)

- You know | have the perfect
hair clip!

It-it's your school colors!

- What happened to us
in that house?

What happened?

- Do you know what | did
with that-that hairclip?

Where... where's that hairclip?

(car doors closing)

- Oh shit.

- What's wrong?
- We have to go.

Now! Now, now!

We need to split up.
It'll be safer.

- No, no!
- Yes!

I'm the one they wanna hurt.

(alarm blaring)
I'll find you.

Go!

(alarm continues)

(breathing heavily)
Oh. Shit.

Push me.
- What?

(gasps)

- Jules, oh my God!
Are you okay?

- Just push me.

(grunts)

- How do I know
you're not one of them?

- One of who, honey?

Jules, come on, please.
You can trust me.

- How can | trust you
when you've been lying to me?

- Hey. You good?
- Yeah, go.

(breathing heavily)

(tires screeching)

- Lucy! Get in! Get in the car!

- You are the last person that
| would ever get in a car with.

- Somebody has been lying
to the both of us.

| know it doesn't always
feel like it,

but | am your mother,
and | just want to protect you!

(clicking)

- What's going on
with this thing?

- Jules?
- Come on, come on, come on!

- Jules!
(grunts)

Are you kidding me?
(groaning)

- Let's go!

- | know you want to know
who he is.

Come with me and I will
tell you about who you are.

Get in the car!

(breathing rapidly)

(seabirds squawking)

So, did Melissa try
to brush your hair?

(exhales)

I'll tell you everything.

- Okay.

- First, you should know...

you were made out of love.

(mellow music)

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