The Strings (2020) - full transcript

I already left, so...

A week.

I don't know,
it was just simpler this way.

I was trying to avoid...

Yes, you essentially.

Look, I can't really talk
right now.

I was just calling you
as some kind of courtesy.

Yeah, let's just talk later.

'Kay, bye.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Is a sin ♪



♪ Oh ♪

♪ Peeled all our skin off ♪

♪ Does it show
when my bone's exposed ♪

Fucking stop.

Here we are.

So an inertial reference frame

is one where I guess
Newtonian physics applies,

it's a reference frame
that is either staying still

or is moving
at a constant speed.

Really, we're just
not including

accelerating reference frames.

And I think this inertial
reference frames

is what makes
special relativity special

as opposed to
general relativity,



which you can deal
with acceleration

and likewise gravity.

And to the speed of light

and free space is the same

in all inertial
reference frames as well.

Okay? So that speed of light
is a constant

when we're talking about
inertial reference frames.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck,

fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck,

fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...

fuck, fuck, fuck,
fuck, fuck, fuck...

Hi! I made it.

- I'm alive.
- Hi.

Hi. The drive was pretty bad,
honestly.

Everyone was giving me shit
about it before

and I didn't believe them,
but the storm was brutal.

Speaking of brutal,
did you talk to Derek?

He was sending me messages,
but I didn't write back.

Ugh, sorry. Thanks.

Yeah,
I called him from Quebec.

Uh, I was hoping to get
his voicemail, honestly,

but he picked up.

We talked for like three seconds
and then I dipped.

Good call.

Hey, pan me around.
I want a tour.

Hmm.

I like your floor studio.

Thank you.

And as she brought
the painting.

You know it.

Whose place is this again,
your grandma's?

Uh, no, it's my aunt's.

Oh, cool.

Yeah, there's a basement, too.

Yeah, and...?

Sorry, I just straight up don't
remember there being a basement.

I mean, that's pretty weird.

Then again, I seem to forget way
more important shit than that.

True. That checks out.

So how's it been going?

It's been pretty good.

I went to
the beach this morning,

which is really cool.

The whole bay was, like,

totally frozen over,
which I didn't expect.

That's cool. Getting any
writing done, though?

Um, it's okay.

Getting this set up was good,

but I don't know,
it couldn't get much done today.

My inbox is like a fucking
distracting shitstorm

for the ages.

I bet... lots of changes.

Yeah.

I bet it will pick up
once you start digging in a bit.

I'm doing, um,

a shoot with that girl,
Grace, on Tuesday.

Oh, is that the one who took
the photos of you in Chinatown?

Yeah, the haunted restaurant.

She lives in Charlottetown now.

- Cool. Those were sick
- Yeah.

I assume she'll probably want
to take me to some equally

fucked-up location out here.

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but didn't you say things

got, like,
a little flirty last time?

I don't think I've ever said
the word flirty to you

in my life.

I don't know.

No, I don't know.

I guess she was sweet
and professional.

Maybe I said I had
a bit of a crush, but...

Derek and I were still circling
the drain

or whatever at that point.

Right.
Gross.

Easy there.

It's cool.

♪ I didn't want ♪

♪ And I don't know ♪

♪ You anymore ♪

So, sparser?

Kind of...
less piano, I think.

I don't know, we'll see.

Can't wait to hear.

Hopefully it
shouldn't be too long.

I want to get it out
pretty quick.

Kind of have to, actually.

- How's the cottage?
- It's good.

Kind of weird to be back.

So much more space
than I'm used to.

For sure.

It's nice to get out
and about today, though.

Thanks for doing this.
Where are we going to go next?

Well, I've been wanting to
shoot at this place,

this empty farmhouse
for forever...

kind of been hoarding it.

- Really? What's the deal?
- Okay, well,

let me look it up quick
so I don't miss anything.

I was supposed to memorize
this last night to impress you,

but I got a bit drunk.

Me, too.

All right, so in 1888,
Annie Millman found her husband,

James, drowned in a bathtub.

At first they thought
it was an accident,

but later they ruled it
as a homicide

and arrested Annie;
later, she confessed,

saying she was hearing voices
in her head.

She asked for the death penalty,
didn't get it,

so she cut her wrists in jail.

Apparently after that,
nobody stayed in the house

for very long until '71,

when Joseph and Sue Welter
moved in

and began renovations.

One day Joseph was working
on the roof of the house

and he threw his toolbox
over the edge

and it hit Sue in the head,
killing her.

And after that,
he just vanished.

Apparently, he was a really good
swimmer, though,

and used to swim
at the beach every morning.

So everybody says he just
drowned himself in the ocean.

- Shit, that's crazy.
- Yeah.

And the sister said
a whole bunch of weird stuff

was going on in the house.

Anyways,
it's been empty ever since.

I didn't know you guys had
stories like that out here.

Pretty much all we got...
that and potatoes.

It's literally
the exact same job

I had when I was in high school.

I'm hoping by the summer
to have enough saved up

to try Toronto again,
but I don't know.

It's not the worst here, really.

Or maybe it is.

I'm not too sure.

Well, I mean,
you have the ocean, right,

so could definitely be worse.

That is true.

Think I'm almost ready
to get back at it.

How's my make up?

You look great.

♪ I went wandering ♪

♪ Wondering ♪

♪ What it would bring ♪

And so here we have
a Penrose diagram.

This diamond contains
the spacetime of the Universe,

where the top and bottom
corners signify infinite time,

while the left and right
represent infinite space,

this boundary here,

shared by
the inverted triangle,

is the event horizon.

And up here at the top,
this sawtooth edge

is the singularity
of our black hole.

Yeah, it's sounding like we
talked about it,

- I think you'll dig it.
- Great.

How many tracks
is it feeling like?

Three most likely.

Uh, there's definitely one
that's standing out

- more, though.
- Perfect.

Sounds like they want
to put it out in April.

Probably do a video for each?

Cool. That sounds good.

So could you manage
a quick set for me?

Mark's Lounge, Thursday night?

I thought we agreed
I'm not doing shows right now.

- Yeah, no, we did...
- It's January.

No one's even going to be there.

Look, I've known these guys
a long time,

you'd really be
doing me a solid.

You know, it'd just be great
if for once things

just went the way we planned.

I'm tired of doing every last
person fucking favor.

Twenty five minutes.

Yeah, that's fine.

- Great.
- All right, thanks.

Yeah, well, I should probably
go get back to it.

Definitely. And don't forget
the time difference out there

as it applies
to the interview tomorrow.

Yeah, I got it.

Also, just remember, I'm only
talking about the new music,

not the band hiatus

and definitely
not any of that Derek shit.

Yeah, yeah... no, they know.
It's cool.

Our three-dimensional Universe
is bound to a membrane

which floats through
a higher dimensional bulk.

In this model, other brains
each containing

their own universe
and reality

are also moving through this
hyperspace bulk.

Interactions with other brains

could influence our universe
and introduce effects

not possible in a more basic
cosmological framework.

Other string theory models
postulate that

these higher dimensions
are compactified,

right here in our Universe,

within our known
physical dimensions.

Yeah, it's different sound,
for sure.

No more live drums,
some guitar, maybe,

but it's not what's driving
the music anymore.

For the first time,
it's not a band, it's me.

I don't mean to disregard
or belittle anything

that came before
by saying that, but...

I don't know... people change,
you know, and so must the music.

I want to be simpler,
more direct.

Yeah, well, it's winter,
so, it's definitely...

About death,
more than birth or rebirth,

I guess,
but I think that's working.

It's really kind of tragically
beautiful here in the winter,

so stark.

I've been getting
really into physics.

You know, looking behind
what's responsible

for all this shit
we take for granted.

Trying to search
those spaces for metaphor.

I don't want to write
lyrics about love

or whatever bullshit anymore,
you know?

Uh...
No plans regarding that.

I thought we talked
about this, I...

Yeah, look, I...
I know what they want.

Trust me, I do,
I'm not insulated.

I do all this shit myself.

I read the comments.

Look, in the end,
it doesn't matter

if the new music is better,

it just matters that
it's the right music.

Look, I'm really not interested
in going into this.

I'm sorry, I've got to put you
on hold for a sec, okay?

Bruce?

You have one unheard message.

Catherine, they, uh, just sent
me a draft of the article,

you call me back.

♪ Toxic ice, dirty ice ♪

♪ Find me someone great ♪

♪ Hard to taste
when you wake ♪

♪ But you long for
something fake ♪

♪ Ice that hurts,
ice that burns ♪

♪ Watch you dance and sway ♪

♪ Through water lights
on Monday nights ♪

♪ Watch me walk away ♪

♪ You say you don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore,
I say I don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore, you say
you won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore, I say
I won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ White noise ♪

♪ Is all that's left for me to
fight, but it's ♪

♪ It's all that gets me
to sleep ♪

♪ At night, so it's ♪

♪ Won't tell you when to talk or
use the right choice ♪

♪ And white words are ♪

♪ You say you don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore; I say
I don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore; you say you
won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore; I say
I won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore; you say
you don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore; I say I don't sleep ♪

♪ Anymore; you say
you won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore; I say I won't keep ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

♪ Anymo-ore ♪

♪ Anymore ♪

It's just two more nights...
I'll be fine.

I have some reservations
on the way home

I can't really change anyway.

Those cheap places have
the fucking worst

cancelation policies.

Do you think maybe you're
drinking too much?

Probably, but I don't know.

I don't think that's it.

Just need to get some sleep.

- How's the music going?
- I don't know.

I've had
some productive moments,

but they've
been kind of fleeting.

Feel like all my distractions
just followed me.

Also, that interview
was the worst.

Shit.

How was the show?

Dead.

Grace was there, though.

We had some drinks.

Well, that's something.

Yeah, I guess so.

♪ I went wandering ♪

♪ Wondering ♪

♪ What it would bring ♪

♪ I went walking ♪

♪ Talking ♪

♪ Till I could sing ♪

♪ I've been wanting ♪

♪ Everything ♪

♪ My lovers bring ♪

♪ I've been wanting ♪

♪ A love of mine
home to bring ♪

♪ To hell ♪

♪ He-e-e-ell ♪

♪ To hell ♪

♪ He-e-e-ell ♪

♪ Like you did ♪

♪ Like you did ♪

I know,
isn't that so weird?

- It's bizarre.
- Mm-hmm. Hey, you never got back

to my email about those
weird photos.

I meant to bring it up
at the show,

but I just get so distracted
when I've been playing.

Oh, yeah.
Sorry about that.

I've just been
really busy this week.

I took a quick look
at them, though,

and I didn't notice anything.

- Oh, okay.
- Why? What's up?

Uh...

Nothing, I'm probably
just losing my shit.

I don't know.

I thought I could, like,
see something in the photos,

- and since then...
- Really?

Yeah.

Since then,
I can't really sleep.

I keep on waking up and thinking
I hear or see something, and...

I don't know... in the morning,
I guess I just feel stupid.

Well, what have you seen?

It's probably nothing... like,
shapes and shadows, I guess.

It's just that when you wake up
in the middle of the night,

it's like there's no...

There is no context
for anything.

Anything seems possible.

Yeah! It's like being
in another reality, almost.

Are seeing the strings
being pulled in this one.

Behind the quantum curve,
I guess.

- What?
- Nothin'.

Would you stay over tonight?

I'm so tired of waking up alone.

Yeah, of course.

Thanks.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

Yes.

I will.

Grace?

Shit.

Hey, you reached
the voicemail of Grace.

Leave your name and number
and I'll get back to you

as soon as I can.
Bye!

Grace?

Grace.

I've got you!
I've got you!

Okay? I've got you!

It's gonna to be okay!

Just hold on, it'll be okay,
I promise.

Thanks for coming out, uh,

this'll be the last one.

♪ I went wandering ♪

♪ Wondering ♪

♪ What it would bring ♪

♪ I went walking ♪

♪ Talking ♪

♪ Till I could sing ♪

♪ I've been wanting ♪

♪ Everything ♪

♪ My lovers bring ♪

♪ I've been wanting ♪

♪ The love of mine ♪

♪ Home to bring ♪

♪ To hell ♪

♪ He-e-e-ell ♪

♪ To hell ♪

♪ He-e-e-ell ♪

♪ Like you did ♪

♪ Like you did ♪

♪ I saw the edge ♪

♪ I saw the end ♪

♪ I saw the strings,
they took my friends ♪

♪ I saw the edge ♪

♪ I saw the end ♪

♪ I saw the strings,
they took my friends ♪

♪ I saw the edge ♪

♪ I saw the end ♪

♪ I saw the strings,
they took my friends ♪

♪ I saw the edge ♪

♪ I saw the end ♪

♪ I saw the strings,
they took my friends ♪

♪ I saw the edge ♪

♪ I saw the end ♪

♪ I saw the strings,
they took my friends ♪

♪ Took my friend ♪

♪ Took my friend ♪

♪ Took my friend ♪

♪ Took my friend ♪