All language subtitles for The Collector - S03E05 - The VJ

Gabe, you scared me.
Let's just do my workout.

You know, actually, I was
doing some reading on autism,

and it says dancing is
a very good therapy.

So I think maybe you're going
to have to come in here and

humiliate yourself in the
name of self-improvement.

Now, come on.

Every guy has to learn to dance
sooner or later, and this is a good song.

Gabe, relax.

No one under 60 touches
when they dance anymore.

Let me teach you some moves.

At least one of us will
be able to get a date.

That was Billy and the Lost Boys with You
Get What Everyone Gets. Coming up next,

the latest from Kip Rios.

Kiprios.

I used to have him as my screensaver.

Yeah.

Gabe?

Gabe?

And that was Kypriot. With his
latest track, Ignorance is Beautiful.

A lot of viewers have
been asking us when they're

going to be able to see
Kypriot's live concert.

The answer, as always, is
forget guys. He doesn't do concerts.

He doesn't do clubs. He
doesn't even come in the

shower in case someone might be listening.

In fact, this guy hasn't had a
live appearance since birth,

and even then his
publicist came out first.

But the great news.

I will have Kip Rios right here,

live in studio for a one-on-one interview
day after tomorrow. We'll be right back.

Janice, the network does not
pay you to diss the artists.

Okay, Bruce.

Come on, there's nothing he hasn't
heard in a million late night monologues.

The guy's a freak. Where
are you going? To puke.

Wanna come?

Okay. Uh...

Yeah, we reserve the last five minutes
for anyone who has an urgent need to share.

Does anyone have an urgent need?

Okay, so I guess we'll wrap it up then.

Will everyone please join
me in the serenity prayer?

You know, if you don't say the
serenity prayer, you can't have dessert.

I don't get why I have to do step
five in front of the whole group. Well,

not the whole thing, just the highlights.

I've read the book. It
says I do my inventory,

I write down my resentments and fears
and whatever, and I admit them to God,

to myself, and to another human being.

One, my sponsor, you.

Not a room full of strangers. One
person works for some people. Why not me?

You got a lot of secrets.

I figured we'd spread the load.

You haven't reached out to one other
person in that meeting besides me.

I don't need anybody but you.

And what happens if you show
up one day and I'm not there?

You go shoot up again? You'll be there. I
don't use flash for you, honey. I'm human.

I'm gonna let you down.

You can't just lay it all on
one person to save you anymore.

You need people, Maya, and lots of
them, or you're not gonna make it.

Mr. Pym?

Hi. Aisha Pipps. I am Janice's
producer. What can I do for you?

Actually, I need to speak to Janice
personally. It's a private matter.

I see. Office hours are 9 to 5,
Monday to Friday. Give me a call,

and I'll see what I can do.

Hi, Aisha. Hi. Are you working?

No.

My name's Morgan Pym. I'd like to
talk to you if you have a minute.

Yeah, well, I got a
blowout here right now,

but there's a party at my place
later if you want to drop by.

Maybe we can talk on the way.

Pushy, I like that.

God, it is time to get loaded.

I think I'm in the
mood for a little ecstasy

with possibly a dash of
psilocybin and maybe,

just maybe, a sprinkling of Jack Daniels.

I'm here about your deal with the devil.

Yeah, I like people who
are whack, but you're crazy.

Excuse me. Janice, I'm
not here to collect.

Is everything all right, babe?

Yeah, let's go.

Is there a problem?

Tom, let's go. No.

But Kiprio's song is totally stuck in
my head. I've got to hear it again.

Because I want to warn
the citizens Everyone's

only guilty of their innocence Freedom,

it's just a business as usual Ugly, the
ignorant are looking beautiful Help me,

because I want a woman innocent.

Everyone's only guilty of their
innocence. Freedom, it's just a business as usual.

Ugly, the ignorant are looking
beautiful. Help me, yeah, baby, yeah, baby, yeah,

yeah, yeah, baby, yeah,
baby, yeah, baby, yeah.

I will have Kiprio live in
studio. It's time for us to meet again.

Looking for Janice?

She's not here yet. You can come
in. Everybody does. I'm Brynn.

I live just downstairs.

She lets me hang here as
long as I don't drink or

anything. So what's
your name? Are you famous?

No.

That's okay. I'm not famous
either. The only people here are famous,

but they're just drunk. Most
times can't be that much fun.

Have you known Janice a long time?

Pretty long.

She takes a lot of drugs and stuff, but
she's really nice to me. I think she's sad,

and I'll look inside, but
she won't talk to me about it.

Oh, there she is.

That's her boyfriend, Tom. He doesn't
say much, but he's the perfect guy.

Never gets mad at her, just
lets her do whatever she wants.

I hope I meet a guy like that someday.

You don't have time to pretend you
don't know what I'm talking about.

I was lonely.

I mean, everybody's lonely, but I felt
like I was the only person on the planet,

so I made a deal with Tom.

It was like somebody had read
all those lists I used to make

when I was a little girl about
what I wanted in a boyfriend.

I guess somebody did read those lists
you made when you were a little girl.

The devil.

Then he went and found a real person.

Tom, and changed him into
the person that you wanted.

No.

No, it was love. It was destiny.

When you sold your soul, you
changed destiny, yours and his.

You think Tom is a person that I hurt?

I wouldn't do anything
to hurt him. I love him.

What the hell are you doing here?

Janice, let's get out of
here. Go somewhere we can talk.

No.

You're the one who's gonna leave.

Right now.

If you love Janice,
you'll stay out of this.

Tom, stop!

Tom!

Oh, my God, what'd you do to her?

I didn't do anything to her. She
passed out. Get me a wet towel.

Where's Tom?

He left. Just get me a wet towel.

I did not get out of here right
now. I'm calling 911. I mean it.

Janice?

What's this?

It's a ticket, sir. You're in
violation of vehicle code section P3704B,

leaving your alarm on
in excess of 15 minutes.

I don't have an alarm.

Shut it off.

Don't let that go to warrant.

So you conjured up a
fake lover for Janice?

I got the idea from an old fairy tale.

Something about making a
woman from some guy's rib.

Do you want to know a
body part I made Tom out of?

You can't take her soul. You
didn't deliver on her deal.

What do you mean?

He wasn't real.

Oh, he was real enough
for what she wanted.

No, something's not right.

Tom was the logical person to have
gotten the bad luck from her deal,

but if he wasn't real, who's left?

I love this gig. You
wouldn't believe what some

people will offer to get out of a ticket.

You're hiding something.

I've got a quota to make.

Help me.

Because I wanna warn
the citizens, help me.

Everyone's only guilty of their
innocence. Freedom is just a business.

Because I want to warn the citizens
Everyone's only guilty of their innocence Freedom is just business as usual

Beautiful. Help me. Things
have gotten so prepackaged that

singers don't even need to be
able to carry a tune anymore,

all right? Engineers can pitch
correct their voice during the recording.

So naturally, when they send
these people Out on stage to perform,

there's no possible way that
they can live up to the artificial

perfection that they've created
in this studio. So they lip sync.

What else are they gonna do?

And it becomes one big
simulated experience

where you think you're
seeing somebody live,

but really, There's nobody better.
That's why I don't do live anymore.

Because to me, there is no live anymore.

Smart guy.

How'd you get past security?

How long have you worked for Janice?

I don't work for her. I work with her.

So how come you have to show up four
hours early for this promotional event?

She gets to show up at the last minute.

Her job is to be the
face. She's good at it.

So how does somebody get to be a VJ?

Is that what this is about?
You're looking for a job?

How did Janice get the job?

She used to be sweet.

I liked her, the stars liked her,

now she thinks she's the star
and she has no respect for anyone.

And I'll deny I said any of
that. Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have a large crowd of
teenagers to whip into a frenzy,

so you'll just have to stop Janice later.

Morgan Pym.

Yes, this is Dr. Alan Feddersen.

I'd like to talk to you about a
patient of mine, Janice Eisner.

She came by this morning.

I haven't seen her this
upset in a very long time.

What did she tell you about me? That
you've been asking questions about her past.

Is she in some kind of neutral?

Not for me.

How long have you been treating her?

I can't tell you that. Well,
what are you treating her for?

I assume you've heard about
doctor-patient confidentiality,

so you know I can't answer.

Why don't you tell me what
it is you're really after?

I'm afraid I'm also bound by
confidentiality, but I am trying to help her. Yeah,

well, dredging up this
girl's past isn't going

to help anybody, I can promise you that.

Janice is very fragile, and I'm afraid
your harassment might be causing a relapse.

A relapse of what?

You know, I suggested she call the
police, but she asked me to talk to you instead.

Now, as you can imagine, this
isn't a typical situation for me.

But then Janice isn't a typical patient.

Because she's famous?

I don't watch TV.
There's a much better chance I

can help Janice if I
know what's wrong with her.

I'm sorry, Mr. Pym, but I really
must ask you to leave her alone.

You could be causing
this girl irreparable harm.

Irreparable harm is exactly
what I'm trying to save her from.

Then I hope that one of us is successful.

Today.

I'm working on my inventory.

Oh, good.

Which part?

The first part.

How's it going? Good.

So you haven't started?

I've got to go to work.

I'll do it later.

You told me you were almost done.

It's all up here.

Every resentment, every fear,
everything I feel ashamed about, believe me,

it's all right here. Well, that's the
problem. We need to get it out of there.

So everyone can know about
every embarrassing, humiliating,

and disgusting thing
that's ever happened to me?

It'll make me feel a lot better.

Why don't I just kill myself now and get
it over with? Good question. Got an answer?

This is my private stuff.

My hurts.

And the only thing that makes it
bearable is that no one else has to know.

Maya, our worst experiences are exactly
what makes us useful to other people.

They need to hear from somebody else
who's gone there first and come back.

And what if I write it all down?

And I say it out loud, and I hear it,

and I realize that I
don't deserve to be alive.

My best day is gonna be
when you realize that

your pain isn't what makes you special.

Talk to Dr. Feddersen.

We don't have time for you
to run me around in circles.

I thought maybe he could explain.

About how you sold your
soul for an imaginary lover?

All right.

Why don't you tell me why
you're seeing a psychiatrist?

It's stressful knowing you
only have ten years. No.

Feddersen talked about a relapse.
There's more, something to do with your past.

Look.

You said I needed to
make amends to someone.

Isn't that what we should be
talking about? Everything matters now.

Anything you think is a
secret is probably important.

He said I didn't have to talk
about these things anymore.

He gave me permission.
Whatever was going on ten years

ago was bad enough to make
you want to sell your soul.

Look, it wasn't ten years ago.

I don't want to get into
this. Why not? Do you like

to talk about your
childhood? This isn't about me.

That's a convenient answer, isn't
it? So you get to be the big wall,

Freudian psychiatrist with
a little notepad sitting

in the corner in your safe chair saying,

how do you feel about that?

You know what? Screw
that. I can be a wall, too.

My father died before I could remember.

My mother, she tried to raise me
herself, but there was no money.

She wanted me to have a good education.

The monks were the only ones
who knew how to read and write.

Monks? You mean like, with
hoods? Yeah. Guys in hoods.

That's why the devil put me
here, so that you would find me.

He knew.

He knew what?

They were Satanists.

Every full moon, the other people in
their coven would come to our house.

They'd put on these hoods and
they'd perform these rituals. Rituals?

There was blood and worse.

They would do things to me.

Janice, sometimes the devil
influences events in people's lives.

To make them more vulnerable
when the time comes to make a deal.

He made them do those things to me.

Is this what Dr.
Feddersen was treating you for?

For the voices.

In my head, that's when they started.

They tried all kinds of drugs on me. It
got to the point where I couldn't think.

I just heard them talking all the time.

Let me go!

Always have a spring.

Somebody was inside? Who? Who were they?

It's okay. It's okay.

Everything's okay. It's okay.

Janice, have you ever heard the
phrase dissociative identity disorder?

That's what he called it. Dr. Feddersen.

They weren't just voices, were they?

How many alternate
personalities did you have?

They weren't real.
They were just delusions.

No, they weren't real.

Not until the devil made them real.

Is that what you
really sold your soul for?

A way to stop the voices by
getting them out of your head?

I just wanted to be safe. And after
my deal, they stopped. They were gone.

And then Tom came.

So when you absorbed Tom, you
thought he was the only one?

I didn't know what to think.

Whoever they are, the other piece of
the... Janice, I know this is upsetting,

but it's just a distraction.

The devil is trying to keep you off
balance so you won't seek redemption.

I don't know who's real. I
don't know if you're real.

I've been around a lot
longer than you have.

How do I know?

I mean, it makes sense.

Somebody pops out of nowhere to save me.

If I was a delusion, I'd tell you I
can't save you, but I can't say that.

I can only offer you a
chance. I'll stay with you tonight.

I need you to tell me
everything that you remember.

Hey, Gabe.

I have a surprise for you. I
figure we should celebrate,

considering I heard you singing yesterday.

I was gonna, like, scream, but then I
figured I'd give you a heart attack,

so I left you alone, but...

I've called both your aunts
and your grandpa and your uncle

Bill and the guy down the
street in Moses Lawn all the time.

They are all very excited.
This is a big deal, buddy.

So, I asked a friend of mine, and
he got us passes to see Kiprios.

Isn't that cool?

When did it start?

Two nights ago, I think.

She didn't tell me until last night.

She's been in remission for years.

I asked you to stay away from her.

Dr. Feddersen, it's critical
that she be able to function today.

Can you give her medication? Medication?

She needs to go to a hospital.
We don't have time for that.

She said you'd given her
antipsychotics before. What were they?

He's real, isn't he?

You can see him?

Janice.

You need treatment.

Now, I want you to go
back to the hospital.

I don't want to go
there again. No, not again.

I don't know who you are, but you
don't know what you're dealing with here.

This girl needs treatment.

I'm going to commit her myself.

Putting her in the hospital right now
could do more harm than you can imagine.

Please, just give her something so
she can get through the next day.

Mr. Pym, you don't seem to understand.

Janice is in extreme danger. The only
option here is that you leave her in my care.

I'm sorry. I just can't do that.

Janice.

Janice, come on.

What?

I just realized that this
isn't really happening. I mean,

everybody knows the devil isn't real, so
that must mean there was no deal. Oh, God,

what a total doofus I've been.

But this is totally cool,
because that means that... Janice,

we have less than ten hours to save
your soul from an eternity in hell.

Your deal was real, your cure
was real, and now it's ending.

I need you to hold on to that and
work with me. Let me go. Janice.

Let me go!

If you'll excuse me, I'm late for work.

You know, this is a limited parking zone.

Sure, the sign says one
hour parking, 9 to 6,

but you have to read the restrictions.
Street cleaning Wednesdays, 10 to 12,

and absolutely no motorcycles,
except alternate Fridays, 3 to 3.30,

unless driven by someone
with a valid handicap placard

who is actively loading or
unloading heavy machinery.

This is a new low even for you.

Making a deal with
somebody who's mentally ill?

You don't have to be crazy to make a
deal with the devil, but it helps.

She doesn't understand what's
going on. There was no free will.

Darn.

Fifteen minutes left.

You know, people always think the meter
expired early, but they can never prove it.

It was worse than that, wasn't it?

You got to her parents first.

You created her disorder so that you
could take advantage of her when she grew up.

I didn't cause her problems, dear boy.

I cured them.

And as for who I make deals with,

you want me to
discriminate against the handicapped.

That is against the law.

What are you doing?

Welcome to Mo! Give it up, everybody!

Okay, Gabe, you've got to admit,
these would be perfect uncle material.

I thought I heard music in here.

I always had you pegged as a classical
guy, but your Prius is a twisted loner.

I can see why you'd like that.

This is where you say something
back and we have a conversation.

I'm not sure what we're talking about.

Anything. Just say anything.

Are you out of withdrawal yet?

You knew I had to slip.

How'd you know? Did Tracy tell you?

I've seen my share of addicts.

And I'm just one more.

No.

I care about you, but
you didn't come to me.

You're right, I didn't.

Because I didn't want you to
know. I want to be the enigmatic one.

I want to be the one with
secrets that nobody knows.

No, you don't.

That was Ignorance is Beautiful, and
we are live in studio with Kyprios.

Thank you.

So... Um... So, Kyprius, you have a
recording studio in your mansion.

You make your music
videos in your mansion.

I think we can all assume that the
Playboy centerfolds come to your place.

Why'd you come out for an interview?

To meet you.

Me?

Listen, I watch your show
every day. There's just

something about you.
There's just something.

It's just different.

Different?

Well, maybe you should
put your finger on it.

Janice?

He's not real.

When he touched me, I could feel it.

He's part of me.

Meet me outside Dr. Feddersen's office.
But it's after hours. He won't be there.

That's what I'm counting on.

The main thing I want is your file.

It may give us other
information that you've blocked out.

Read my other personalities.

It's customary to make an appointment.

Please, Dr. Ferguson, I
need the Haldol again.

Janice, you rejected my help.

There's nothing I can do for you now.

You'll have to do this yourself.

But how?

I don't know what to do.
You need to help me. Please.

Please, you need to help me.
Please, please. Please. No.

Yes, you can.

You've been in control of it all along.

Every time you absorbed one of your
alternate personalities, it was by choice.

You absorbed Tom to
protect me and Brynn when you

were ready to accept
your own childhood again.

Feddersen was the
rational, analytical part of you.

You were telling
yourself that you didn't need

that part of you to be separate anymore.

You were telling yourself
that you can get through this.

How can I make amends to
somebody when I don't know who's in me?

I think you were right. I think
you're gonna have to reintegrate

before we're able to find your redemption.

Reintegrate?

I think we're gonna have
to find the rest of you.

I'll make it up to you. There
must be something I can do.

Look, I said no.

Kip Rios, please. You can't
punish me because Dan has lost it.

Can you just go already, please? Just go.

What are you doing here?

I came to talk to Kip Rios.

You want to talk to him now?

After you left him alone on stage, live?

After you humiliated him in
front of millions of people?

Get out.

No, wait, okay? I'll get rid of her.
I'll fire her. She's already fired.

Look, just get out. Go.

I'll deal with you outside.

No, she stays.

Please, just wait outside
for a minute. Don't leave.

I've been on TV for ten years.

Why did you want to meet me now?

I don't know.

I felt... I felt like
you could understand me.

What did you want me to understand?

I'm lonely.

I know that feeling.

You do.

You always seem so happy.

But I've been running from
things as long as I can remember.

I don't want to run anymore. I
don't want to run away from you.

It's time for us to be together.

It wasn't true. It wasn't real.

I'm scared.

You were seeing things.

And you came for me.

You were the first voice in my head.

In your head?

Janice, we don't have much
time. You've got to end this.

End this? End what?

What is he talking about?

He means you need to go back inside me.

Inside you?

Capius, you're not real.

Of course I'm real.

What are you talking
about? We've only got a minute.

You've got to go talk to Alicia.

Alicia?

No, it's Kiprios. He's
the one that I hurt.

No, he's just a part of you. What
the hell is wrong with you people?

What do you want from me?

Listen to him.

He's been lonely. I pushed him away. I
made him think that he had a real life,

and now I'm going to take that away
because I made a deal with the devil?

The devil? Janice,
there's no one there to hurt.

If he were a real person,

you both would have went to hell when you
said the devil's name. No, wait a minute.

Suddenly, I'm going to
hell because you made a

deal with the devil?
I'm sorry. I didn't know.

If you don't reabsorb him
right now, he will go to hell.

Every part of you will go to
hell if you don't make amends.

But this is my amends. It has to be.

I have to let Caprius live.

What is it?

Where are those screams
coming from? Janice, there's

still time. Take him
back. No, get away from me.

This has nothing to do with me.

He can't go to hell.

He didn't make a deal.
He didn't even know.

Janice, don't do this.

What's happening? She's in my
head. Tell me, honey. Tell me.

Tell me what's happening. She's
in my head. She's in my head.

Help me, please! Oh God, help me!

Oh God, help me! Help me!

When I was a little girl, I used to write
backwards for a while with my left hand.

I'd forgotten about that until last night.

It was like that little girl
started writing. This is what she wrote.

The first night my father came into my
room and locked the door, it was a Sunday.

I'd just turned seven.

I didn't know what he was
doing, I just knew it hurt.

And I remember
noticing his eyes were green.

I'd never noticed his eyes before,

but I did that night because
I couldn't look at his hands.

I know I should have screamed or
fought or something, but I didn't.

I didn't say no.

I just looked in his green
eyes until he got up and

unlocked the door and
said, good night, princess.

A big part of me didn't want you
to know about what happened to me,

but I guess there was a
little part that did.

Yeah, Amy, go ahead.

Hi, I'm Amy, and I'm an addict.

And I wanted to say...

Thank you.

I've been here for a couple of months,

and I haven't heard anybody
else talk about stuff like that.

Anyway, I don't know if this
is how I'm supposed to do it,

but do you sponsor people?

Why don't we talk after the meeting?

Okay. That's all I wanted to share.

Sartre was right.

Hell really is other people,
especially if they're living inside you.

Janus is inside them and in hell?

Well, not the real hell. I mean, they
only have one soul between the two of them,

and if I were to send it to
hell, then he'd have to go too,

and that just wouldn't seem fair.

So I created a sort of
mini-hell for her inside his

body. Sort of a
personal, single, serving hell.

Makes for quite a racket
inside his head, though.

This is insane.

What's the point of keeping
him alive? He isn't even real.

Oh, he was real enough to make
Alicia fall in love with him.

But you already guessed that.

Actually, I'm curious how
Janice could have made up

for sucking in that guy
her boss wanted to marry.

Well, I guess we'll never know.

So what now?

How long does it go on?

Until the day he dies, I guess.

Unless Alicia is willing to sell her
soul to get him a little peace and quiet.

I'll have to mark my calendar. Check
back with those lovebirds in a year or so.

I was going to give you a ticket for
keeping that thing in the building,

but what the heck. Let you
off with a warning, huh?

Help me because I want
to warn the citizens.

Everyone's guilty of their own innocence.