All language subtitles for The Twilight Zone 2019 p1-3 eng

It's crazy times, guys,
crazy times.

So one side is saying,

"Hey, people are killing
each other with machine guns.

"Maybe normal civilians
shouldn't have machine guns,

and only soldiers who are
in an active ground war."

And then the other side
is saying,

"Well, you can't
take away machine guns

"because of
the Second Amendment.

"The Second Amendment,
you can't regulate guns

because of
the Second Amendment."

So, to be clear,
your argument is

that guns should have
no regulations on them

because of the Second Amendment,

which literally starts
with the words,

"A well regulated."

That's literally how it starts!

And the whole amendment
has 27 words,

and three of them
are "a," "well,"

and "regulated."

That's 11.1%, folks.

You know?

I know what this guy's thinking.

This guy's like, "But, Samir,

11.1% isn't that much."

But imagine you're on a plane,

and halfway through your
journey, the pilot comes on

and he's like, "Hey, folks.

"Classic good news, bad news.

"Good news, we'll be getting you

89% of the way there.

Bad news, that puts us

at the bottom
of the Atlantic Ocean.

All right.
That's my time. Thank you.

Hey, Al.
Something cheap and brown.

No ice.

Looking good, Tiff.

Special occasion?
Come on.Perfect. Thank you.

Leave me alone.

Let me try
some new stuff on you.

Hey, why do they call me
the gravedigger?

'Cause I'd like to
bury my face in those boobs.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, here's some advice
if you want some:

maybe you should try
putting some jokesin there.

Yeah, well, I don't want to do
jokes about cats versus dogs,

and New York versus L.A.,

and airline food, and
ethnic stereotypes, okay?

Didi? If you don't
make people think,

your comedy's never
going to matter.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
hold on.

People likemy act, okay?

I have 59,000 followers.-

So I should be
more like Joe Donner

Come on, what?

Come on, you and me
and a bottle of beer.WOMAN: No, thanks.

Come on, baby.

Come on, he didn't.

He didn't.

What?

The legal system ruled
it wasn't murder.

Yeah, they fucked that up.

But you know what?

That is exactly
your problem, Samir.

Funny is funny.

And that dude--

not you, but that dude--

is funny.

Okay?

No, that's...

Okay. Well, good talk.

Hey, could you put
that all in an e-mail

and, send it
to the ocean?

Yeah, sure.
Hey, could you suck my vagina?

What matters is
not followers.

What matters is adjusted...Gross income.

Yeah, we all know
that JC Wheel...

JC Wheeler.

In the fleshy flesh.

Man, I--

Hey, can-- hey,

I am such
a fan of yours.

I mean, I know everyone's a fan
of yours, but I'm the...

Thank you.How's your day?

What've you been doing?

Man. You were everywhere
and then you just disappeared.

You had it all.
What happened?

I had it all.

Hey, I saw your set.You did?

Man-- feel free to
tell me to go fuck myself,

but if you have
any notes for me

or anything,
I'll give you anything.

I'll give you my dog.

Well, it's not my dog.
It's my girlfriend's dog.

But we've been dating
since high school,

so it's basically my dog.

My dog, her dog.
Dog's a dog.

Your dog if you want it.

See, all this shit is funny.

Funnier than the Second
Amendment, I'll tell you that.

Well, obviously, it's not
the amendment that's funny.

What I find funny
is the fraudulent...

Next.

What?

Next topic.

That's funny.

But seriously,
if you have any notes

for me, you know...

You want notes?
Yeah.

Fuck politics.

The audience don't care
about what you think.

They care about you.

Right.

Yeah, I know
everyone says

be personal,
truth in comedy,

but don't you think
that's a bit of a cop-out?

The audience doesn't want
to hear you make points.

You dating
a high school girl?

Now that'sinteresting.

I'm not dating a
high school girl. We...

Now that's comedy.

Right, but isn't that
gross and exhibitionistic?

Isn't the whole point
to provide insight

into the human condition?

Provide insight.

What do you want?

Are you happy
with your life?

With your career?

Don't you want it all?

Yes. More than anything.

You have one thing.

One natural resource.

You are a country
with one export.

And you are the export.

I'll tell you a secret.

Put yourself out there
and you willget laughs.

You willbe successful.

Are you sure...
that's what you want?

Yes.

Now you have to be sure
to be sure.

'Cause once you put it
out there...

the audience will take it in.
They will connect.

And once they connect to it...

it's theirs.

And once it's theirs...

that shit is gone forever.

Listen, my life is okay.
It's fine.

But you don't choose comedy
because you want a fine life,

you choose comedy
because you want it all.

Well, okay, then.

Right? Right?

And let me tell you,
your next guest

needs no introduction.

I'm Joe Donner.

And you're a bunch
of fucking idiots!

Hi, everybody. Hi.

So, the Second Amendment,
which people use to justify

having their,

having no regulations
on guns, um,

actually begins with the
words, "A well regulated."

11.1 perc-- percent
of the whole thing.

I wish you could all see
your own faces right now.

You have the exact expression
that my dog has

when she's taking a shit.

Like, "Don't look at me."

"Why are you here
watching this?"

"There has to be a better way
to do this."

Okay. Okay, you want
to talk about this?

Okay, I-I love my dog.

The other day,
she peed on my pizza.

But that's my fault.

I shouldn't have yelled at her

while she was standing
on my pizza.

But I-- She's cool.

Um, her name is Cat.

Which I know soundslike
a stupid name for a dog,

but that's only because it is
a stupid name for a dog.

It's even stupider
when you realize

it's actually short
for Cat-erpillar.

Cat.

Cat. Come here, baby.

Cat. Cat.

Cat?

Hey, Rena?

I really killed tonight.

It's my best set ever.

That's great.

They were laughing at
stuff I was saying,

at the punch lines.

And at the end, they
cheered so hard, I was like,

"What's that?"
and I was like, "

that's for me."

I've never felt
anything like it.

Hey, where's Cat?

No, you just sleep.
I'm gonna go walk the dog,

but I can't find her.

I thought you said "dog."

Yeah. Cat.
Where's Cat?

My God, you didn't
leave the door open, did you?

Or the window?

I don't know what this game is,
Samir, but I'm trying to sleep.

Our dog, Rena.
Where's our dog?

What?

We don't have a dog
or a cat, Samir.

You're so annoying.

Samir Wassan is an artist
of great principle.

A man who refuses
to compromise his beliefs

for a cheap joke.

But tonight, he felt
the rush of the limelight

for the first time.

Now, he'll have to decide

what really matters to him
when the laughter stops.

And how much he's willing
to give... to The Twilight Zone.

You're traveling
through another dimension,

a dimension not only of
sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground
between light and shadow,

between science
and superstition.

And it lies between
the pit of one's fears

and the summit
of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through
a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over
into The Twilight Zone.

What happened to that bus stop?

There's a very bad man
who's another comic here,

he got drunk and drove into it.
People died.

Anyway, could you give me
a hand here?

Is this a part
of your act?

No. I had to google
Jack Russell Terriers

because I couldn't find
any pictures of Cat on my phone,

which is so strange,

'cause I take pictures of her
all the time.

I don't get it.
Who's Cat?

Okay.

Rena put you up to this.

Okay. Okay.What?

What? No. I like
seeing you do stand-up.

You know what?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

You and Rena do
your hilarious prank.

It's very funny.

Very funny.

Come on.

Hey, is JC Wheeler
here today?

Yeah, right.

That sign's so funny.

"No apostrophes."

Yeah, you might be
the target audience.

I don't get it.

'Cause the club's
called Eddies,

but you'd think that
it would be Eddie's.

But then this sign's
saying that,

no, it isactually Eddie's,

it's just that we don't allow
apostrophes, so now it's Eddies.

That isfunny.

Yeah, it's really clever.

Hey, girls.

What is this?
Community service?

This is Deven, my nephew.

He's, staying with me.

Actually, I'm Rena's nephew.

Shit!

He said check your lane.

He did not say
"check your lane."

He said check
your bitch-ass lane.

Don't say the--
any of the bad words.

He's staying with us.

He's in from out of town.

Hey, handsome.

So, you seen Uncle Samir
do his "comedy" before,

or is this the first time
you've had the "privilege"?

I've seen him do it
a couple of times,

but you know, you're
actually kind of

what made me want to be
a stand-up comic.

Just like you.

That's so nice.
Thank you for telling me.

Well, I mean,

not justlike you.
I kind of want to be, like...

you know, a goodcomedian?

Shit!Language.

Nephew's funny, dude.All right.

Okay, um, I got to use
the restroom

before I get up on stage.

Why don't you just take a shit
on stage like you did last time?

And three of the 27 words are,
"A well regulated."

Geez. You know what?

Maybe I'll pull out
my phone, too.

Maybe we can text, you know?

What's everyone's phone number?

You guys are just like
my nephew.

I can only get through to him

if I text him.

Yeah.

Hey,

asshole.

Get off your phone,
I'm talking about you.

He's ten years old, he's ten,

and he was making fun of my act
earlier tonight.

He was!

He was saying I'm not funny.

He's ten.

Actually,
he's not even my nephew.

I don't know if that
makes it better or worse.

No, it actually makes it worse

'cause if he was my nephew,
at least the family

would be coming out on top,

but this way...

This way, just some random
ten-year-old is dunking on me.

Deven Singh, everyone.

Give it up for Deven Singh.

Congrats, man.
That was awesome.

Damn. You brought it.

That was actually a good set.

Thanks to Deven.
Have you seen him, by the way?

I hope I didn't
embarrass him too much.

Okay, who are we
talking about right now?

My nephew, my girlfriend's
nephew. Wants to be a comedian,

but better than me.

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about,

but I think I just hit

my Samir limit.

Hey, did you guys see
a little boy come out here?

Did you guys see
a little boy,

like, a ten-year-old boy
come out here at all?

Haven't seen him. Sorry.

Hey, did you guys see
a little boy come out here?

Like, a leather jacket,
he's Indian?
Sorry, dude.

Deven?

Deven!

Call Deven Singh.

Did you mean Anisha Singh?

Call Deven Singh.

Okay.

No, no, no. Call Deven.

I don't see
"Deven" in your contacts.

Should I look for locations
by that name?

Hey, have you heard from...

You see, the laws...

Samir. It's lovely to see you.

Hey, baby.
How was your show?

I didn't know you were gonna
have company tonight.

We were just talking
about comedy.

I was making the case
that it is art,

just as much as theater,

or literature,
or paintings.

Hold on one second, David.

You know, I have a lot
of respect for what you do.

Thank you.

Um, can I talk to you
real quick? It's about Deven.

Who?
Deven. Can we talk
over here, please?

Who's Deven again?

Is that Fran's boyfriend?Deven. Your sister's son.

I don't like that joke.
You know Anisha can't have kids.

But that's just it, see?

Comedy has to go to these
dark places because

it's art.That is bullshit.

He's in this picture right here.What I'm saying is,

if he doesn't push
the boundaries,

he's as derelict...

...if I were to let
an innocent man

go to prison. It really
is no different.

Don't you remember?
He was in this picture.

He was wearing that leather
jacket and I made fun of him.

I called him The Fonz,
and he was like,

"Who's that? You're so old."

Baby...

He's just gone.

Anisha never
even had him.

My God, now you're
worrying about my sister?

You're right.

You-You-You're right,

I shouldn't be worrying
about her 'cause--

there never was a Deven,
so it's not like he's dead.

He just never existed,

so it's not like I killed him.

Okay, now you're scaring me.

Are you all right,
Samir?

What happened tonight?

Are you feeling okay?

It was JC Wheeler.

JC Wheeler told me...

Whoa, whoa,
you met JC Wheeler?

Yeah, he was at
the club last night.

That is so cool.

JC Wheeler told me I need
to put myself out there,

that I need to be
more personal on stage,

and then people would
connect to it,

and then people
would relate to me,

and then...

it would be gone forever.

Please don't put me
in the mental hospital.

Why the mental hospital?

You got one picked out?

There he is.
There's my guy.

It's okay, Samir.

Look, I think what
you're describing

might be a good thing.

The feeling that if you
put something out there

from your real life,
you'll get laughs.

That sounds like
therapy to me.

You work through
these things

so that you could
free yourself from them.

It's terrifying to put
yourself out there,

but it's true
what they say,

"Sunlight really is
the best disinfectant."

Okay, okay, David,
I'm-I'm sorry. Would you mind?

Say no more.

You have been at this
for five years, five.

And I've been
very supportive,

but if you've finally
found the thing

that can help you
find your audience,

how are you not gonna
throw yourself at that?

Well, what about the part
where things get...

erased?

She's right, you know.

Art is the noblest
pursuit in the world, but...

it's not paying the rent.

I'm sorry.

But what I really like,
what I really like

is when people spell curse words
using asterisks.

You've seen this? You know what
I'm talking about? It's like...

I guess asterisks are kind of
like the chastity belt

of the vowel world,
in the vowel community.

I was looking for you.

Heard you were great
the last couple nights.

Congrats, kid,
you're headlining.

Thank you.

Hey.

Don't fuck it up.

Who am I kidding?
Come on, it's you,

of course you're
gonna fuck it up.

Hey, I'm just
messing with you.

...very funny guy, Samir Wassan!

All right!

Thank you.

So a lot of people use
the Second Amendment

as an excuse to say that guns
shouldn't be regulated,

except that the Second Amendment

actually starts
with the words, "A well

regulated."

I have a ten-year-old nephew,

and the other day
he was making fun of my act.

He's ten years old.

He's ten.

Right.

I don't have a nephew anymore.

How about this president?

I don't want to say
he's a fascist dickhead

who should be hung by his nuts
in the public square,

but only because I don't want
to talk to the Secret Service.

Man.

Hey, give it up for the guy
who was on stage

right before me.

Yeah!He's funny, right?

He really crushed.

Didn't he?

Not as badly as he crushed
a mom and her baby

at the bus stop
across the street.

I'm not joking!
He did that.

That mangled bus stop
across the street...

...that's his best work!
That's his biggest credit!

It was in the news.

He got away with it, though.

And you saw his act,
you-you wouldn't think a guy

with a hateful,
misogynistic act like that

would also be
a drunk driver.

No, actually, that stands.

That makes sense.

Give it up for

human piece of shit,

Joe Donner.

'Cause he didn't smash into it,

because he doesn't exist.

Hey, hey, you're the...
Hey, you totally killed tonight.

Thank you. You know,
I actually un-killed two people.

This is you, right?

Yup.I am following you

right now.

Thank you so much.

Don't drink and drive, okay?All right.

Just like Joe Donner
didn't anymore.

Okay.You're so funny.

He is.I also saved two lives.

One was a baby!

I knew this kid

in high school, he was a prick!

Just a bad guy.

He was mean,
he was a bully.

But you know what?
It's not fair to judge someone

by how they were
in high school, right?

People change.

They grow, they learn.

So I looked him up online.

Now he works for
Doctors Without Borders.

You horrible pieces of shit.

I'm joking. Jamie Benson
murdered his fianc�e.

He did!

Yes!

I love being right!

Great!

Not so great for his fianc�e--
rest in peace. She's gone now.

More like Murderers
With Borders, am I right?

Sometimes the covers
do tell you a fair amount

about the book, don't they?

Cheap and brown,

no ice.You know it, Al.

O-Or what about
Coach Keller?

Yeah. That was crazy.

I guess we just didn't know
how crazy it was at the time.

I knew.

Man, there really are a lot
of loathsome psychopaths

in the world?

Thank God you're not
a loathsome psychopath.

That's the most romantic thing

you've ever said to me.

Why are you screaming?

I thought it might
get on my coat.

What about my face?

This is my favorite coat,

and it is so much more expensive
than your face, baby.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing?Pizza face!

So you know how, in school,
rumors would get started,

and it didn't even matter

if they were true or not,
it would just become legend?

You know what I'm talking about?

Well, unless the Times

and a jury of his peers
were being huge gossips,

that rumor about

Coach Keller

being a pervert
who preyed on kids?

That rumor was true.

That one did happen.

You know, I've been
feeling like my comedy

could really make
a difference, like,

the more I open up
on stage,

the, the more
I change the world.

Is that completely
narcissistic and delusional?

Yes, but I don't mind it.

I like this new you.

So do I.

Hey, um, do you remember
that guy we ran into

who you defended, and then later
you found out he totally

did do all
those horrible things?

I can't believe I said that.

No, no, no,
it's good that you told me.

What did you say
the guy's name was again?

I can't tell you that.

Yes, you can.

David says a good
defense attorney

never lets her opinions
seep into...Great, David.

Really?

I'm so sorry I mentioned
my friend's name in passing.

No, no, no, keep going.
There's gonna be a great story.

I've been starved for some
of that David Kandel wisdom.

And I've been starved
for some of that

Samir Wassan
jealous prick routine.

Jealous prick? Okay.
Routine? Wow.

Why, what would you call it?

What would I call
a law professor

who's always having romantic
dinners with his former student,

my girlfriend?They are not romantic.

David is my friend,
and my mentor...

Mentor. Okay.
Yeah, why was I worried?

There's no way
a mentor would try

and fuck an
attractive student.

Screw you, Samir.

"Screw you." That's really good.
Are you taking argument classes?

'Cause that's still
some beginner shit.

Maybe move up to
"Go fuck yourself."

Rena?

So I met a murderer today.

I did.

I actually met a murderer.

I was talking to this
tattooed guy on the bus,

and he just straight-up told me
that he murdered someone.

You know,
I guess it makes sense,

'cause if I was a murderer,

I would want to tell people,
too, you know?

Pride in what you do
is important.

Although, it seems like

resisting the urge
to tell people

might be an important life skill
for a murderer.

Buck. His name was Buck.

Buck.

From Pennsylvania?

Unless he gave me a fake name.

I...

I've got something
you guys might like.

Do you guys have
a girlfriend who's got, like,

a creepy older "mentor"?

You know, who's,
like, just her friend,

and not trying
to sleep with her at all.

Just some older, white,
pretentious motherfucker.

With his fucking little beard,
and he knows everything.

This guy knows everything.

And then youget in trouble.

You get called
a jealous boyfriend

for trying to save her
from getting MeToo'd

by fucking David Kandel?

Wow.

"Top Comedians
to Follow,"

Yeah.

I forgot about that.

Must be so exciting for you
to know someone on that list.

You've been
strutting around here

like the cock of the walk
lately.

Great metaphor.

Hey, I'm a little busy
right now.

Could you text my assistant,
'cause I want to talk.

Don't make me
hurt you, Samir.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

Hilarious as always, Samir.

Hey, what would your,
mentor David

have thought of that set?

What are you talking about?

Wait, where are you going?

I have to get to my shift.

W-What shift?

Rena, what's wrong?

I'm late.
You gonna get me fired?

Okay.

Why would they have
you come in now?

And they're not gonna fire
their best lawyer

for being slightly late.

Lawyer? Are you kidding me?

Wait, wait, wait, you're,
you're not a lawyer?

Screw you.

David Kandel.

She doesn't have a career
without fucking David Kandel.

Rena, I screwed something up.

You have screwed many things up,
Samir, but I am late right now.

I'm sorry.

No, no, listen.
I changed something.

Okay? You were supposed to...Supposed to what?

Keep waiting patiently for you
to get your career together?

No.

Wait,
where's your red coat?

The one we got
in Paris?

What are you talking about?Paris.

When we went to Paris. The...

We never went to Paris
'cause we couldn't afford it.

No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, hey, hey.I swear to God,

if you touch me one more time...

You okay, honey?I'm fine.

She's fine.
It's okay, it's okay.

Okay, hey, hey,
that was the trip

that saved our relationship.

But we didn't
go on it...Saved our...?

Listen, we couldn't go because
you couldn't afford it,

but now I can afford it, so...

You're a dick, Samir.

Okay, you don't understand...

No, you don't understand.

You don't think about
how your actions

affect me
or anybody else.

We're all just
background to you.

Table 12.

Hey.

I'm sorry. I'm sorr-- hey.

Remember when you gave me
that advice,

when you told me that I
could be strong on stage?

That I could play
to my strengths?

You said that I need
to let go of stuff?

So I did that. I did
that for us. I did that,

I did that for you.

You said it was
okay to punch.

When am I gonna
be the joke?

This argument, when's that
gonna show up in your act?

We're done, Samir.

No, no, no. No, no, no.

Listen to me.
Listen to me.

I have this power, okay?

I have this superpower.

I do. The reason you're doing
this right now...

The reason I'm doing this
right now, Samir,

is that you are
a selfish asshole.

Thank you.

What do you think it's like
to have a penis?

Obviously...

That cute little Indian girl
dumped you?

Shit, man, that sucks.
I'm sorry.

For you, I'm sorry for you.
'Cause that was just

clearly the right decision
for her, you know?

She's all I know, I...

I don't know what I am
without her.

My...

career's finally taking off.

Can't win at everything, right?

People think I'm funny.

You know how hard
it's been for me,

people not thinking I was funny?

Yeah. Yeah. Yes.

I hear you.

Maybe this is how it goes.

You get something,
you got to give something up.

Samir,

if you go on a murder rampage,

can you try not to do it
while I'm here, please?

And just to be clear,
I say that not because

you're brown,
I say it because

"you're a man," sort of.

There's my two little stars.

There's our weird, creepy uncle.

Weird, creepy laugh.

So,

Candy Gower
from The Gower Hour

is coming
to the late set tonight.

Okay.And she is here for you two.

Two?

You didn't hear
this from me,

but The Gower Hourneeds
a new cast member,

and it's pretty much narrowed
down to two up-and-coming comics

you may have heard of
named you and you.

Doesn't know our names.

Please welcome
Samir Wassan.

He's Samir Wassan.

He just said it. So...

The Second Amendment says...

"A well regulated..."

My football coach was a rapist.

What did he just say?

Right.

You need fresh blood.

What we need is jokes.

Who said that?
Who fucking said that?

It was me.

So you think you're funny?

No, we just think you're not.

Ooh...

Okay. Okay.

What's your name?

What's everybody's name?

Gabe.

Will.

And where
do you guys work?

We work
at Wellspring Capital.

So you're, what, like,
hedge fund guys?

Yeah, actually,

we invest in hedge funds.

Wow.

Yeah. Wow is right, bro.

We're talking about--

count 'em--
nine figures.

Nine figures!

I-I got to give it to you,
that actually is impressive.

You know, I love guys like this.

They get off work
after a long day

of investing in hedge funds--
did I get that right?

Want to make sure I get
the details right here.

These guys are like, "
we're gonna go to a comedy club,

"we're gonna heckle
the comedian.

And tell everyone
how much money we make."

Gabe and Will,
ladies and gentlemen.

Gabe and Will.

It's you and me?

Not now.

Yeah. Now.

It's one spot.

One spot.

On The Gower Hour.

That shit should have
gone straight to me.

I have been the MVP up
in here for a minute.

But somehow,

suddenly,

you get funny.

How does that
happen?

How the hell you
pull that off?

Didi, we really don't
have to do this

right now.
What?

I'm not gonna
go on stage tonight.What?

What are you
talking about?I don't want it.

You can have it.
I don't want it.No. No, that is some--

I-I'm not...No, fuck you. No.

No, I am not about to
let you do that shit.

Why not?

'Cause you're good.

You've been
fucking killing it.

And I'm honestly
kind of embarrassed

that I didn't see how funny
you were from the start.

But you can't stop now.

So, I came in here
to tell you that if,

that if Candy
Gower chooses you,

well, then I
would be happy.

'Cause it would
be a good choice.

Didi to the
stage. Didi to the stage.

So no more
of this bullshit about

"I'm not
gonna go up,"

and "My goodness,
I have a vagina

"and it's hurting
and I'm on my period

and I can't find tampons"

or whatever the fuck
you're talking about.

Okay?

I'll see you...

on stage.

And may
the baddest bitch win.

Which is me,
by the way.

Didi, you're on deck.

Didi? You're on deck.

I swear to God...

if I were straight, I would...

...probably be with
a Idris Elba-type dude.

But I would throw you
some pussy every now and again

out of respect for your comedy.

Thank you.-

Kill it tonight, boo.

Whoo!

Let's get it!

The club's called Eddies

and you'd think that
it would be Eddie's

but then that sign
says that it's Eddies.

But then
this sign's saying that,

no, itis actually Eddie's,

it's just that
we don't allow apostrophes,

so now it's Eddies.

There you are.

Didi's up next, then you.
You ready?

What the hell
are you doing on the floor?

Is Candy Gower here?

You bet your dick
she is.

This is it, kid.
This is it.

This is it, kid.

This is it.

What did you do to me?

Do to you?

I just told you
how to get what you wanted.

I wanted to make people laugh,
I did not want

to make them disappear.

I wanted to be
the next Chris Rock.

Not evil...

David Copperfield.

I warned you what would happen
if you put stuff out there.

You did not tell me I was
gonna be murdering people.

Murdering people?

Now who the hell
is murdering people?

You can't murder people
who never existed.

That's semantics.

There are no crying moms.

It's not murder if there
are no crying moms.

See, that's the
criteria for murder.

Willful, premeditated,

crying moms.

But...But what?

These people
were never born.

Now, you might think
you remember them

but you're incorrect.
They're gone.

They're gone.

They are gone.

But where do they go?

Samir Wassan,

you're up next in five.

You still have a chance.

To get the success you said
you wanted more than anything.

Why stop now?

You're so close.

Finish it.

Use what you got.

Weaponize that shit.

Bring down
the motherfucking house.

Shit. Okay, so,

so many people talk
about how hard it is...

So...

Um...

She's so fine...

But you know what?

And that is a pussy-eating joke.

You guys have been amazing.

I'm Didi Scott.
Thank you so much.

That was amazing.

That was hilarious.

Keep it going
for the incredible Di...

Please keep it going...

Please keep it going...

Please keep it going

for the incredible
Didi Scott, everyone.

Karen Conroy,
she broke my heart.

Lizzy Appleman,
what a bitch!

Mary Beth Bryce!

She didn't even
know I was alive!

Bye-bye!
Mrs. Kern from Westlake High.

B-plus. You're gone!

Sarah Vollman.

My parents'
friends' kid, Neel.

I don't like how he looks at me.

Parson twins! Fuck them both!

Um, Yuri Bhattacharya.

Yuri Bhattacharya's mom.

Let's go for it!
Yuri Bhattacharya's fucking dog!

Serena Tam!

She wouldn't share her lunch...
Fuck you, bitch!

Um, Billy Chung!

From college.

Fuck Billy Chung!

Goodbye!

You know what?
Dr. Baldwin, my dentist?

Fuck him! Fuck root canals!

Thank you!

I like that.

Skip Torrance,
Jana Torrance!

All the Torrances!

"Boo"?

Really? Read the fucking room.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be here.

You have something to say to me
in the middle of my act?

Your "act"?

I hear this kid
kills hecklers.

This is gonna be good.

This is your act.

I found it.

It's just names, Samir.

I don't even know
who these people are.

People who wronged you,

people you don't like.

Your act is just you being
superior to other people.

Taking them down.

Go ahead.

Use me.
Use me for fuel.

Burn me up so you can get
where you always wanted to go.

Do it.

What's stopping you?

Okay.

You want to hear
the whole story?

You're right,
I have been selfish.

You said it and I heard it.

I don't know if anybody else
could've gotten me to hear that,

but you sure know how
to get me to hear things.

But I don't want to talk to you
about that tonight,

ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight, I want to talk to you
about someone I've known

a very long time.

Clever, loveable
in a lot of ways,

someone you'd think
would be a good person

with a lot to offer the world.

Ladies and gentlemen...

tonight, I want
to talk to you

about...

...myself.

I'm a comedian.

Which is a job like any other.

Except instead of climbing

into the gears
of an enormous machine

to chase a hat,
like I assume all of you do,

I come up here and I try
and make people laugh.

Why? Because I want
to spread joy?

Because I want the world
to be a better place?

Nope! It's because
I'm a garbage can

who needs lots of
money and validation

emptied right into me!

I want people to
come up to me

on the street
and ask for selfies!

I don't even care if
they know who I am.

I just want them to think

I'm somebody!

And I want to
have it so much

that I want to be sick of it.

I want them to come up to me
and I want to be like,

"Don't you know I'm
just a garbage can

who wants to
live my own life?"

Why do I want that?

I don't know.

But it doesn't matter.

I am a bully.

People are just material to me.

I throw them away.

I'm a country with one export

and there's really
only one thing

left for me to give!

Ladies and gentlemen,

I've been Samir Wassan!

Hey.
Hey, dude.

You have fun?Yeah, it was actually

really funny.Glad you liked it.

Look.

Didi Scott's right there.

You want to say hi?No, I'm fine.

You sure? Well, I'm gonna.

Hey.
You were hilarious.

Thank you.
Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Something to take
the pain away.

Coming
right up, Deeds.

Well, holy shit.

JC Wheeler.

In the fleshy flesh.

I saw your set.

Wow. If--

If you had any notes...

Samir Wassan
learned the hard way

that sometimes,
getting everything you want

means losing
everything you love.

And after finally finding
himself on the verge

of becoming somebody,

he chose instead to once again

be a nobody.

In the end, Samir's final encore

is a show you can
only buy a ticket to...

in The Twilight Zone.

Captioning sponsored by
CBS

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
End Part One

Sir, I'm gonna ask
your permission

for an additional pat down.

You're clear.

Thank you.

Oh. Sorry.

Enjoy your flight.

No. No, it's you.Sorry.

It's all you.Nah, go ahead.

Wait.

Justin Sanderson.

Is this you?

Didn't I see you debating on TV?

Yeah. Well, then-then,
this is yours.

Um... Okay, well, how about
in the name of civility,

I, uh, I get this for you.

Okay.

Never met a magazine
writer before.

Joe Beaumont.

Oh, uh, Justin Sanderson. Ah.

Oh. You
wouldn't mind...

Would you sign it for me?

Sure. Be happy to.

To Joe.Joe.

With an "E."

"Joe... with...

an 'E.'"

Thank you.

Be seeing you. Okay.

At this time,
Northern Gold Star Airlines

would like to invite
its Privileged Class passengers

to Flight 1015,

now departing at 10:15
to please board at Gate B15.

Justin? Honey.

So glad I got you
before my flight took off.

Hi.

Are you okay?

I am so sorry about before.

I-I really didn't mean
to raise my voice like that.

I don't think
this is a good idea.

I know.
I just... I need the work.

Honey, you're not listening.

You promised me.

No, I know.
I-I am listening to you.

And I am keeping that promise.

How? Well, because this assignment

will be the opposite
of high stress.

You don't know that.

Because Tel Aviv
is not Yemen, hon.

It's...

Look. I saw some fucked-up shit,

and... it shook me up.

I mean, it would've
shook anyone up, but...

I know, honey.

The past is the past.

Past is the past.

And that will help me
get through the now.

That's right.

As will thinking about you.

Okay. We're good?

I love you.

Oh, one last thing.

I just noticed
my flight number is 1015,

and it's October 15.

And also, the departure time
was delayed from 9:30 to 10:15.

What are the odds of that?

Have a safe flight.

Hi. How are you?

Hey.

Welcome aboard.

Good flight today? Oh, yeah.

Very good.
Welcome aboard.

Thank you.

I'm sorry,
but only an infant can travel

in a seat with a parent.

Children two to 11
need their own seat.

I'm sure they'll discount
the fare for you.

We're only
two-thirds occupancy.

But you said
first class is full.

Yeah. I would have to move you
to the main cabin.

Excuse me. Yes, but...

That's actually my seat there,

and they can have it
if they need it.

Yeah, that's fine. Yeah.

Is that okay?

Yeah.

Thank you.
That's very nice of you.

So is there a place
I should sit?

Yes. Main cabin
should be pretty thin.

Uh, that side, toward the back.
Stretch out.

All right.

FLIGHT ATTENDANT Flight attendants,
prepare doors for departure.

Cross check.

At this time,
on behalf of the crew

of Flight 1015 from
Washington, D.C., to Tel Aviv,

we'd like to welcome you
on board and invite you

to take the safety information
card out of the seat pocket

in front of you,
and follow along

as we perform
our safety demonstration.

As we prepare for takeoff,

we would like to remind you

to please remain in your seats
until the captain has turned off

the "fasten seat belt" sign,

indicating then that it is safe
to move about the cabin.

To get us on our way,
make sure your seat is up,

all electronic devices
are put away,

and your tray table is stowed.

All exits on this airplane
are clearly marked.

Excuse me.

Take a moment to locate
the nearest one.

Keep in mind,
it may be behind you.

If you have a carry-on,

push it all the way
under the seat in front of you.

"The Mystery of
Northern Gold Star Flight 1015."

The passengers were buckled up,

and the safety demonstration
had started.

It was already raining outside
at Dulles International Airport,

and a large thunderstorm
was brewing over the Atlantic.

Little did the passengers
of Flight 1015 know,

in less than an hour,

their plane would disappear
from flight control radar,

never to be heard from again.

Oh, my God.

I'm Rodman Edwards,
the host of Enigmatique,

and I'm going to
lead you through

the last moments of Flight 1015.

Past is past.
Past is past.

Settling in for
a 13-hour transatlantic flight

to a land rife with ancient
mysteries is Justin Sanderson.

Mr. Sanderson's occupation
is to uncover unbiased truth.

But with an hour left
before certain doom,

he must ask the right questions
of the right people.

Landing at the truth this time

will require
an unscheduled stopover...

in The Twilight Zone.

You're traveling
through another dimension,

a dimension not only of
sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground
between light and shadow,

between science
and superstition.

And it lies between
the pit of one's fears

and the summit
of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through
a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over
into The Twilight Zone.

"Ominous Signs."

There are other
aviation mysteries

we've explored on this podcast:

the crash of Transeast Airlines
Flight 22 out of Miami Beach,

or the anomaly of
Global Airlines Flight 107

out of Buffalo.

Yet what makes
Flight 1015 unique

is the number of unusual details
surrounding its disappearance,

starting with Captain Donner.

We're pretty confident
of a nice, smooth flight

over the pond
and on to Tel Aviv, so...

Hey, did the pilot just say
his name was Captain Donner?

What?

Just... Never mind.

Sorry.

I'm sorry, this is gonna
sound very weird, uh...

but do you think you could
listen to this real quick?

Those were on your ears, bro.

Yeah. But...
this podcast,

uh, says that this flight...
like thisflight...

is going to vanish
into the ocean.

Yeah. So, if you wouldn't mind
just listening just for a sec...

Hey, yo, I don't
want to get lice.

No, you...

Jesus.

Captain Donner noted
to air traffic control

the presence of a flock of
cormorants near Flight 1015.

In aviation circles,
a dead bird is a harbinger

of bad things to come.

Shortly after takeoff,

as the plane maneuvered
around a thunderstorm,

the flight crew reported
that a bird struck the engine

at 10:21 p.m.

The past is past.

The past is past.

The past...

is past.

The past...

is past.

Past...

is past.

Hi.

One second.

No, no. Please.

Please.

Would you? I got you, all right.

Okay, uh...

Yep.

Hello.
Sorry to bother you.

But...

Um...

Is that a bird out there?

Uh, outside, before,
in the-the engine?

Just-just now, like...

Um, did we hit a bird?

Um...

I wouldn't know. Okay.

Do you think there's a way
we could maybe ask the pilot?

Um...

I'd hate to trouble him
right now.

Here's the thing, is that...

We're still flying
and at an altitude

where there are no more birds.

No more birds? Okay.

How do you know
there's no birds? Sir?

Sir?
I-I mean...

What? What? Sir, I need you
to lower your tone.

I'm not... We'll be, we'll be
starting in-flight service

in a minute, so if you'd
like anything further,

please let me know.

Okay, I'll just... I'll, um...
I'll shut up. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Thank you.

It was.

A bird.

Real headache
coming out of Dulles.

I used to pilot
for Northern Gold Star.

They let us catch rides
on flights if there's room.

Yeah, this is
a good flight crew.

Donner, the pilot.
Nick and Tammy.

I worked with them a lot.

But the thing is,
they don't know.

They'll never tell you
what's really going on.

I don't fly anymore. One too
many mistakes I can't take back.

Yeah, that was a birdie.

Yeah.

So what do we really know
about Flight 1015?

We know that the last words
spoken by the pilot

to air traffic control were,
"Good night, New York."

We also know that it disappeared
at 11:15 p.m.

I'm running out of time.

What could have happened
to cause the flight to vanish

without a trace?

Folks, this is
the flight deck again

just to let everyone know
this storm system up ahead's

developing a little bit faster
than we anticipated.

We'll be maneuvering around it
as best we can,

but we do expect to hit
some rough patches.

Shouldn't be anything
to worry about,

but we ask you to all remain
in your seats if you can.

Thank you.

"Every Detail Counts."

With a tragedy as enormous
as Flight 1015,

it's devastating
to think of the cost.

117 lives lost
when the pilot signed off

from air traffic control

and the flight disappeared from
radar over the North Atlantic.

Without any forensic evidence,

we have to start
looking for patterns,

looking for clues,

small signs that could tell us
the bigger problem.

Most famous aviation mysteries
come from small beginnings:

a mechanical failure,
or fire in one of the cabins,

leading the crew to panic
and to bring the plane down.

The passengers would've looked
to the flight attendants

and known immediately
that something was wrong.

We know that the cockpit
of this particular aircraft

was equipped with cameras

that allowed the passengers
to watch the flight crew

through multiple monitors.

If the pilot were doing
something unusual,

it's likely that the whole cabin
would have noticed and reacted.

What seems more likely is
the idea that it was something

truly unexpected and unique.

As the plane flew close
to a thunderstorm,

the pilot would need
to calmly communicate

with his fellow crew and keep
the flight under control.

Was there something on board

that could've disrupted
the plane's communications?

Hi.

Hello. Uh, I'm Justin.

I'm sorry, I-I know
this isn't really my business,

but I just think
you may need to turn that off.

Thank you for your input.

But, uh, you know
we are Sikh, right?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Yeah, and equal to us all. So...

Okay, Justin.

Then leave us all alone.

Okay, I just, I feel like you do
need to turn that off, though.

It's on airplane mode.
It's on Wi-Fi.

Are you gonna turn it off or, like...?
TAMMY: Mr. Sanderson?

Yes? I'm gonna need you to go
back to your seat, please.

But these guys, they're not
turning it off, so I...

Mr. Sanderson, I understand
that you're concerned.

I need you
to go back to your seat.

Now.

Okay.

What is he, the cricket police?

Crazy.

Guy needs to sit down.

Without any forensic evidence
to analyze,

we have to consider
other records

left behind by Flight 1015.

This includes
the passenger manifest.

And one infamous individual

at the front of the plane
immediately stands out:

Russian citizen Igor Orlov.

Igor was in witness protection

and was taking Flight 1015
to Tel Aviv

in order to testify
against the Russian mafia.

We know the Russian mob would do
anything in their power

to prevent Orlov
from testifying.

Is it possible that
they targeted Flight 1015

in order to kill him?

Another detail
might fill in the picture.

Also listed on the passenger
manifest is a U.S. air marshal.

Was he on board the flight
in order to protect Igor Orlov?

Would he be able to tell us
of any threats to the aircraft?

Excuse me.

Hi. I am very sorry

about everything
from before, but, um...

I really need to talk
to the air marshal.

I don't know that there's one
aboard this flight.

Uh, there is.

Okay? You know that?

Yeah. I do. Okay.

Mr. Sanderson, I don't know

that there's an air marshal
aboard this flight.

They don't notify the captain of
the presence of an air marshal.

They definitely don't tell
the flight attendants.

Okay, yeah, no, I get it.

I get it.

You get it?

I get it. Thank you.

Could you do me a huge favor
and just-just sit?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thank you.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

Mr. Popular.

Look, I know you
said you're a pilot.

Mm-hmm.

But you're an air
marshal, aren't you?

Told you, I'm a pilot.

Listen, I'm an investigative
reporter, okay?

And I can be pretty sure
that an air marshal

is gonna look a lot like
a marshal in the air.

No.

I'm not an air marshal.

What-what do you want me
to tell you?

I don't know.
Uh, I'm...

sorry to disappoint you,
brother; I'm just a pilot.

But I know air marshals,
and I know their job, Justin,

is to think like a terrorist.

Now, the best way
to spot deceptive behavior...

act like a deceptive person.

What's he doing?

I apologize, Mr. Orlov.

My name is not Orlov.

Okay, of course not,
of course not.

Get the fuck out of here! Okay, okay.

Listen, I know
you have many enemies

who will go to great
lengths to destroy you.

You with Spartak Moscow?

Spartak. That is
a Saint Petersburg crime family?

Russian Premier League.
We play for Grozny.

We're playing a friendly game
against Spartak in Tel Aviv.

Yeah, fuck Moscow. Fuck Moscow,
that's right. Yeah.

Mr. Sanderson... Sir, I'm gonna need you
to sit down and back away, please.

Mr. Sanderson,
are you kidding me?

This Russian soccer league thing
is total bullshit.

What are you talking about?
Mr. Sanderson... This guy, one of them

is Igor Orlov, all right?
Listen. Listen to me.

I've alerted the captain
to your behavior.

You need to check their
I.D.s.Don't worry about it.

The Russian mafia
wants to kill Igor Orlov.

Okay? They want...

Calm down.

Jesus Christ.

Sit down, Mr. Orlov.

Sit down! Everybody.

Calm down.

Sit down, please.

Sit down.

Thank you.Yes, sir. Excuse me.

Right here.

You are threatening the safety
of these passengers.

I'mthreatening the safety?

Now, listen. I'm warning you.

Return to your seat.

Okay. I... If I were you,
I would check those guys' I.D.s,

I would check their bags, okay?

All right, I...

Okay.

Hi, folks.
Sorry for the disturbance.

Sit back and enjoy
yourselves, okay?

Thank you.

The last person of interest
is an investigative reporter

directly linked to the events
of the flight:

Justin Sanderson.

If you've only heard one thing
about Flight 1015,

it's probably the passenger
Justin Sanderson.

Sir, return to your seat.

Video of the investigative
journalist

causing a disturbance
on that flight

was uploaded online moments
before the plane disappeared.

Here's a clip.

Check their I.D.s right now.

The Russian mafia wants
to kill Igor Orlov.

Okay? They want to...

Sir, sit down. Sir...

Sir, I'm gonna need you
to take your seat, please.

We can't say for certain
if this relates

to the pilot's ominous send-off,
"Good night, New York."

I'm gonna
need you to sit down. I can't do that.

Now.

Let's go. Back. Okay. All right.

Mr. Sanderson.

I think you're having
a psychotic break.

Just wait a second.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but in about 14 minutes,

you will say the words,
"Good night, New York."

Don't do it.
Do not say it.

Why?

Because those are the last words

anyone will ever hear
from this plane.

If you threaten my plane
one more time,

I swear to God... Listen to me...

Mr. Sanderson,
I'm placing you under arrest.

You're the air marshal?

You're being restrained
because of your threats

against this aircraft.

- I heard it.
- I don't know what you're up to,

but podcasts don't
predict the future.

Sorry, Justin.

We're not gonna disappear.

But we'll have people
waiting for you

when we land that can help you.

Look...

I've had a mental breakdown
before. Okay?

I know what it feels like,
I know what it is,

and this isn't it.

This feels different, okay?

I am not caught up
in the past here.

This is now, this is real,
and I have evidence to prove

that I know
what's going on here.

Justin, being wrong
is an easier scenario

for you to wrap your head around
because it's reality,

and it's one
you can recover from.

I'm sorry, we have a situation.
Okay.

Captain, what's the situation?

The mystery of Flight 1015

endures in our imagination

because we have so many pieces
of the puzzle,

yet are left
with no definite answer.

With minutes left until it would
vanish from radar at 11:15 p.m.,

it seems the passengers and crew

were completely unaware
of what would happen next.

The plane was
threading a needle,

perilously close
to a thunderstorm,

carrying a unique set
of passengers

for an unknown destination.

There's really only
one question left:

Could anything have been done
to prevent the tragedy?

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

I believe you.

I believe the shit
you're saying.

You do? Why?

Because I'm a pilot.
I live in the sky.

And right now
we're up 30,000 feet

where no human
was ever meant to be,

but we don't think about that
anymore, do we?

No. Just the fact

that we're in this plane
means anything's possible.

That's right.

That's right. Thank you.

Thanks, Joe. Thanks for...
thanks for believing me.

Look, Justin,

magic exists where
we're not supposed to be.

Yes.

I know I'm right. I can feel it.

Wait a second.

Joe?

Yeah.

You're a pilot.

Yeah.

I mean, you've flown
a plane like this before.

Northern Gold Star 765.

You can land this plane safely.

You can turn us around and
land us in Canada safely,

before we vanish. I-I can't get in there.

Before takeoff,
every flight crew is issued

an override code to that keypad

to get in the flight deck.
I don't know that code.

I know it.

It's 1015.

Did your podcast
tell you that, too?

Yes.

That's the answer.

When I get in there, I'm gonna
drop the cabin pressure

and raise the temperature.
I'm gonna put everyone to sleep.

We don't want a panic situation
on our hands.

Well, won't the
oxygen masks drop down?

Yeah, sure, but I can
handle that from in there.

It's perfect. They'll be
putting their masks on;

they won't realize
there's no oxygen flowing.

They'll be fast asleep.

You're gonna need this.
Hide it.

When the coast is clear,

I'll give you a signal.
You'll come and join me.

Listen to me.
You're doing a good thing.

You are saving these souls.

Anybody know?

Who is this guy?

Greetings, passengers.

Oh, my God!

A little welcome
from the flight deck.

This is your new pilot,
Captain Beaumont.

The, uh, former flight crew...

What the fuck?

Well, they've been
incapacitated.

So allow me...

allow me to wish you all
the very best for the remainder

of Northern Gold Star
Flight 1015.Now, go.

Everybody,
I need you to sit down.

Sit down and stay calm.
All right? Please, stay calm.

Coming through, coming through,
coming through!

Time for everyone...

to relax.

I want to thank you, Justin.

You taught me something.

The past is the past.

And I can't get that back.

I'll never be
the man I once was,

but you've given me
the clarity of awareness

and the opportunity
to find peace

and escape the past
the only way possible.

And you will, too.

NGS 1015,

this is Gander Oceanic Control.
You are clear for transfer.

Copy that.

Good night, New York.

? Fly me to the moon

? Let me play among the stars

Oh, shit.
He's the pilot.

? And let me see
what spring is like ?

? On a-Jupiter and Mars

? In other words

? Hold my hand

? In other words

? Baby, kiss me

? Fill my heart with song

? And let me sing

? Forevermore

? You are all I long for

? All I worship and adore...

I'm here.

I was right.

"The Mystery of Flight 1015,

The End of Civility."

The first installment
in this bizarre story

was our most popular
podcast to date.

And when we last left you,

we thought we had told the tale
of an unexplained mystery

so bizarre it would be left
to historians to unravel.

Rescuers spent months
after the plane's disappearance

looking for debris,

hoping to find signs
of survivors.

The search would
go on for months,

but to no avail.

Until a cargo ship happened
upon a near-barren atoll.

And incredibly,

every passenger
from Flight 1015 had survived,

except one.

None of the survivors
could explain it,

but Justin Sanderson
was missing,

his whereabouts,
still to this day, unknown.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Hey, where you going?

That's him.
Is that him?

Hey, I tried to save us.

Justin, you did this.

How could you do this?

What did you people do, huh?!
Nothing!

What did you do?!
Get away from me!

Get away!

How could you do this, asshole?! No! No!

In his final moments,
Justin Sanderson made the case

that he did everything he could
to avert disaster.

But in the end,
he was an investigative reporter

unwilling to
investigate himself,

until it was too late.

Justin discovered
that the flight path to hell

is paved with good intentions,

and it passes directly...

through The Twilight Zone.

Captioning sponsored by CBS

Captioned by Media Access
Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org
End Part Two

Order up!

I thought we did
your class registration online.

I-I know. We did.

We got to be there
tomorrow morning

for freshman orientation.

Who took you on your first day?

Let me think.

There was me.

And then I drove.

And then there was
another person named...

What was she called?
Yeah, me, Nina.

Strength in numbers?

It was just me, myself

and I.

Damn.

Can't you just use your phone

like everybody else
in this century?

Come on, Dorian.

You're supposed to be
a filmmaker now.

Respect a classic.

Besides, this recorded
your first little baby steps.

Of course it's gonna
record your...

...first steps into college.

Yeah, heard that before.-

Come. Let me have a look.

My God, this is old.

Here's more cream from the back.

Officer.

Good afternoon, Miss Mabel.

Egg sandwich or burger today?

Know what?

Today's feeling like
a chicken-fried steak day.

Coming right up.
Thank you.

I have some questions

for the bonus features of
"Dorian Goes to College."

How does it feel

to be going off into the world

and leaving your poor
old mama all alone?

Is that what Grandpa asked you

when you went to college?

No.

We both know that answer.

Well, Uncle Neil says
Grandpa was proud of you.

What do you know about
what Uncle Neil says?

Facebook.

Your Uncle Neil
doesn't know shit.

My daddy didn't help me get out,
and I didn't care to stay, so...

neither of us cared
about what each other wanted.

But I care about you.

One day, you will have
a child of your own,

and you can play this video

to my future granddaughter,
Trinity.

Trinity?

Yep, Trinity.

Tell us about how your gorgeous
mama took you to school

so you could become
the next Ryan Coogler.

What you know about
Ryan Coogler, anyway?

What you think,
I live under a rock?

I saw Black Panther.

Damn!

Dorian.

Whoa, whoa, wait a second.

Was-was that on?

Did you just record
that, just now?

Yeah, so my future
granddaughter can see

what a slob I had to live with.

Could you rewind and
record over it, please?

Know it's gonna be on Facebook.

What you know about
Ryan Coogler, anyway?

Stop.

Didn't you just squirt
the ketchup on yourself?

Why would I do that? No, no.

I mean an accident.
Didn't you just

squeeze the bottle
and then it got on you?

I-I don't...

I don't know what...

That was...

Ooh, that was
the most intense d�j� vu.

I know I'm not trippin'.

Presenting Nina Harrison.

A woman who left her past behind

to provide a better future
for her son.

Today, however,
she will have no choice

but to revisit history
again and again,

on a fateful drive
through the perilous highways...

of The Twilight Zone.

You're traveling
through another dimension,

a dimension not only of
sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground
between light and shadow,

between science
and superstition.

And it lies between
the pit of one's fears

and the summit
of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through
a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over
into The Twilight Zone.

They were saying they were
not getting the support...

That's good.

News? Boring.

Experts arguing?

Keep it there.

No, no, not today.

Ay!

What happened to shotgun gets
to choose the station?

Come on, Mom, you know I
like the old school, too.

But we gotta turn up right now.

How come I win all my cases

in court,
but lose them all to you?

Because you love me so much.

Slow down.

Okay.

Up ahead, exit right

on Emmett Avenue.

Programmed it before we left.

Turn right on Emmett Avenue.

No. .

We're not gonna stop
at your uncle's house.

Do not get off on that exit.

And slow down.
Damn, Mama.

Aren't you interested
in me knowing my family?

I haven't seen Uncle Neil

since Kaepernick took the Niners
to the Super Bowl.

You need to keep your head
on the future, Dorian.

It took a lot for me to get out.

Don't be looking back now.

Put it down, Dorian.

Dorian, you're driving.

This old-ass camera,
there we go. Put it down!

I've got some questions
for the bonus features

HBCU Edition."

This is not safe.

Tell me, Mrs. Harrison,
you ever wonder

if not seeing the rest of
our family might have affected

how I grew up as a
black man in America?

Shit.

Just like we always talk about.
No attitude. Just be respectful.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon, Officer.

We're just taking
my son Dorian here

up to his first week of college.

Up at the black school here?

Tennyson. Yes, sir.

Okay.

Any weapons in the vehicle?

We're just going to college.

Your mother conveyed that.

I'm asking if there
are any weapons

presently in this vehicle.

No, sir.

You know why I pulled you over?

I was going too fast.

Since you admitted it,
I'll let that go.

However, you were operating

a handheld device while
driving a motor vehicle.

I-I told him, sir.
I'm sorry. My fault.

Is that device recording?

Um...

Turn off that camera now.

Why? She has
the right to film.

- Turn it off!
- Hold on!

Hold on!

Turn it off! Hold on!

I've got some questions
for the bonus features of

"HBCU Edition."

Tell me... You okay?

Mom, are you okay?

What?

Where'd the cop go?

What cop?

The cop who just pulled us over.

My God.

What are you talking about?

There's no cop.

Pull over.
Why?

Just pull over.

Okay.

Mom, you good?

You good?
Where you going?

Mom, where you going?

Thank God. Officer!

You okay?

What's wrong? You got
a, you got a headache?

Did we, did we go...
did we go backwards?

In time again? Backwards?

Finding you a hospital.

Come on. Come on. No, no, no, no. No, no.

You folks have an emergency?

Yes, please, Officer. Dorian.

My mom, she needs help.

She needs to get
to the hospital. Dorian.

Okay. Your vehicle is
in violation of state code.

You see how this portion of the
vehicle is out on the highway?

It needs to be moved, right now.

Dorian. I'm sorry.

Did you hear what I said?

I did, and I will
address your situation

once you've complied
with my demand

to reposition your vehicle.

Did you just say that? Dorian.

Dorian.

My mom needs to find a hospital.

Fuck the car.No, no, no.

Dorian. Dorian!

No!

Trinity?

Order up!

Mom, you all right?

You all right?

We got to go.

Well, I haven't finished
eating yet.

Now.

Shit. Damn it.

Hold on, baby.

Where you going?

Another way to school.

But it's-it's back that way,
the way we came.

This is another way.
This is a back way.

Then around. It's a little
longer, but hopefully safer.

Safer?

I'm sorry, baby.

You must think your
mother's crazy.

Hey, it's okay.

I'm crazy, too.

You're right.
I'm taking a risky path.

But I want to do
something good in this world,

like you've done for me.

I want to inspire
this generation with my films.

As crazy as that sounds,

you've always made me feel
like I could do anything.

You're the strongest person
I know.

You know what?

Can we just find a motel,

get off this shitty road and
just put an end to this day?

We're so close

to the school, though. I know, I know. I...

I could use
a good night's sleep.

I don't want
to drive back alone.

I'm not feeling too great.

Why don't we just watch
some bad reality TV,

eat some junk food
and just hang out?

It's our last night together.

Okay.

It's time for the lottery.

Good luck to everyone playing
for our $20 million drawing.

Remember, all Pick 4
lottery dollars

help fund our schools
and pave our roads

to a golden future.

Our first number up is... six.

We used to call the
lottery the idiot tax.

Guessing at numbers
is some foolishness.

Eight.Could be anything.

It's not all random, though.

How's that?

Well, since the big bang
set everything in motion,

everything that happens
in this universe

has to be the way it is.

Twenty.

What? It's true.

It's all just
particles unfolding

the way they're destined to.

That's pretty depressing.

I think it's kind of cool.

Things happen, but they happen
the way they should.

You think you know
everything, don't you?

I know a lot.

Good luck to everyone playing
for our $20 million drawing.

If I can guess the numbers of
this lottery drawing right now,

you have to promise to visit
your mama whenever you can.

You got a deal.

Six.

Six.

Eight.

Eight.

Twenty.

Twenty.

Sixteen.

Sixteen.

Congratulations
to all our winners.

How did...?

How did you do that? What? There you go.

How did you do that?

How did you do that?
That's your mama, baby.

How did you do that?

There you go.

Yeah.
I love you, Mama.

I love you, too, Dorian.

My God.

Now go get some snacks
that are bad for us.

I will get us some snacks.
We gonna be rich!

We gonna be rich!

Mom. There's
someone out here.

Yes, sir?

Good evening, folks.

Nina Harrison?

Yes.

And you are?

Dorian Harrison.

And what relation
are you to Ms. Harrison?

She's my mom.
He's my son.Ma'am.

I asked this boy.

I need to see
pieces of identification

from the both of you.

Mine is in my purse.

Why do we need
to show our I.D.?

Because I asked you.

That's not sufficient grounds.
I know my rights.

Dorian.

His is in his wallet,
in his back pocket.

Mom, why do we need to show him
when we haven't done anything?

We got a 911 call about
a noise complaint at this motel.

I should be calling 911 on you,

for coming in here
with your bullshit.

What is that in your hand?

It-it's just an old camcorder.

Put it down, on the table now.

You scared of being on camera? Put it down!

No!

Is that what grandpa asked you
when you went to college?

Fuck.

What?

Order up!

How do I make him go away?

Good afternoon,

Officer Lasky.

Do I know you, ma'am?

I don't believe so...

but I'd like
to introduce myself.

Nina Harrison.

And that's my son Dorian.

Sorry, ma'am.

I cannot shake hands
while I have a holstered weapon.

I-I didn't realize.

May I buy you
a piece of apple pie?

What for?

For your service.

Mabel does make the best
apple pie this side of anywhere.

Can't turn down that.

Two pieces, thanks.

You got it, honey.

Must be quite a thing to carry
that gun on you all day,

every day.

Yes, ma'am. Quite a thing.

Even better close up.

Bottoms up.

Have we met before, ma'am?

You knew my name,

but I don't recall
having ever seen you.

And I know everyone like you.

I'm just passing through.

Dropping my son off at Tennyson.
He's a film major.

Starts this week.

Big day, then.

He's all I have, so...

Well,

nothing more important
than family.

Mine's not too far from here,
where I grew up.

You get back much?

Not really.

Ask my brother, he might
tell you I got too fancy.

But sometimes the...

the road just
takes you elsewhere.

It's why my son
is so important to me.

Why he matters.

It's just me and him.

Good-looking boy.

And you? Family?

You know,

aunts...

cousins, what have you.

And your wife?

Your wedding ring.

...you know.

Life sometimes goes...

...like you don't
expect it to.

Yes, it does.

I'm so sorry.

Appreciate that,
Ms. Harrison.

And thank you for the pie.

You're welcome.

Ma'am.

By the way, does that Volvo
outside belong to you?

That's a nice car.

How'd you get that car?

I worked hard for that
car, Officer Lasky.

And to get my son into college,

so he could have opportunities
that I didn't.

We all want that
for our kids, don't we?

Yes, ma'am.

Drive safe.

I'll let you listen to some
old school if you let me drive.

This time, you got it.

Yes.

Ms. Harrison?

I need to see your
driver's license, registration,

and proof of ownership
of that vehicle.

Ownership?
You mean the pink slip?

Yes, ma'am.

Who keeps their pink slip
in their car?

Well, hopefully you do,

or you are not driving this
vehicle out of this parking lot.

I know what you're saying.

This is my car.

Mama. Why wouldn't it be my car?

Tell me,
why wouldn't it be my car?

Put down what's in your hand.
It's a camera.

This is my car,

and I am driving my car

out of this parking lot.Mom, wait, stop!

I've got a picture of the pink
slip on my phone! You made me...

Why wouldn't this be my car?

This is my car...

Ma'am... and I am gonna drive

my car out of this
fucking parking lot!

Found it, found it! Here!

Over here, though.

Over here.

Ms. Harrison?
Ms. Harrison?

If you're ready,
we need you to make

a positive identification
of your son.

Before I go...

I... I had...

I need...

There was a-a camera.

An old camcorder.

Who has it? Where is it?

I need it.

Please.

Please, please, please.

Take me back.

Take me back.

Order up!

My baby.

You okay?

Yes.

We got to get back on the road.

Come on.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

Come on, Mama.

I'm gonna be back
for Thanksgiving.

That's just ten weeks.

Dorian...

I need you to know something.

And I need your help.

You never ask for help.

I don't expect you
to believe me, Dorian.

I don't need you to answer any
questions or figure it all out.

I...

I don't know if it's
a problem with my mind,

or... some kind of
parallel universe,

a-a-a glitch in the matrix,
some cosmic strings.

I don't know.
I just need you to help me

figure out how to end it.

There's nothing magical
about knowing

the only way we haven't taken
can get us to the school.

Programmed it

before we left.

Home.

Why'd you never come back?

My older brothers
lost their lives here.

Your uncle was shot
a block over there.

To me, there were only two ways

walking out
and never looking back, or dead.

Does it look any different?

It should, since they started
building that new stadium,

pushing us all out of here,
one way or the other.

Nephew!

Unc.

Look here.

I got a box in the garage.

It is mint.
Don't fuck it up.

All right.

I wish Dad were alive to see you
back in the front yard.

You could've come back
for his funeral.

Thank you.

Where are your girls?

In D.C.
with their mother.

How's that?

They live with me.
I'm used to people leaving.

Hell, I never expected you
to come back, yet here you are.

Now, is it because
the boy's school is so close

and you wanted me to see Dorian?

Yes and no.

It's hard for me
to ask for help, Neil.

I think this camcorder is magic.

Dad's camcorder?

Yes.

And it... rewinds time
or something.

And there's this cop.
I've tried everything,

but he keeps just
pulling us over again

and again and again,
no matter what route we take,

no matter how nice
or how mean we are.

He's always there.

There's nothing I can do.

We can't get past him.

He always shows up.

He's always on the verge
of killing Dorian.

The last time, he even...

I get it.

I believe you.

They always come.

What are we gonna do?

At least this time,

there is a we,
and not just you and your boy.

I don't know how
to thank you, Neil.

And I'm sorry for
not being here.

Well, after you left,
Dad believed that he knew

exactly where you were
at any time.

You two had that connection,
much like you and Dorian.

And I'm starting to
believe more and more

in all that stuff
the old folks tell you,

all those quiet whispers
about those things

that our ancestors brought over
from the motherland.

Guess I'm a believer now, too.

Well, we are family, all of us.

Ain't nothing good
ever come about in this country

without us getting together.

Let's take Dorian to school.

I've been doing
a remembrance project.

Everything around here
is being gentrified.

Before it's gone,
before they're all gone,

I've been trying to document it.

So, photos, videos.

Doing interviews
with the black folks

who have lived here
since way back when.

Now, here we have the side
streets and the back alleyways.

You remember, Nina.

We used to play back there
when we were kids.

Hiding from the truant
officer, or whoever else.

They're putting in
condos next year,

but they haven't started
construction quite yet.

Still, it's a great place
to hide.

But behind the library,
there's something else.

There's an old draining system
that leads into the college

that was built in the 1700s.

Now, it was closed up
before they drew up this map

in, like, '55 or so.

Dad used to work down there
in the summers.

He used to take me down there
sometimes to scare me.

Worked, too.

You three! Stop where you are.

Hey. What are you doing
coming out of there?

I'm talking to you.

Stop! Hey!

Stop right now!

No, Officer.

Since you are incapable
of grasping the situation,

I am going to explain to you
how this is supposed to go.

No.

My son's done nothing
but be a good young man.

Rewind it, Mom.

Let's try again.

Not this time, Dorian.

We're all witnesses.

You think you can intimidate me
with a camcorder?

Don't you watch the news?

You've crossed the line.

Harassing us,

abusing authority.

You've been profiling us,
targeting us,

following us,

shooting us, killing us.

Not anymore.

Now wecross the line.

My son will cross that gate.

Right now, right here.

My son will go to college.

So back the fuck up!

Come on, Lasky.
Let's get out of here.

I see it now, Officer Lasky.

You're the one
who's really afraid.

Go on, Dorian.

Walk through that gate.

Damn, sis.

Don't you think you
can put that down now, Mom?

Sure don't.

Dorian, you know why I do this.

It's been ten years.
It's enough.

Mama.

Come on, Mama.

Mama.

Come on.

Just let it go.

I love you, Mama.

I love you, Dorian.

You want some ice cream?

Yeah.

You want some ice cream?

I want some ice cream.

Go get some ice cream
for Trinity. You want anything?

Nina Harrison found that
only by embracing her past

could she protect
her son's future.

And it was love, not magic,
that kept evil at bay.

But for some evils,

there are no magical,
permanent solutions,

and the future
remains uncertain...

even here...
in The Twilight Zone.
end part 3