Dream Corp LLC (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 11 - Dust Bunnies - full transcript
Say Cheetos!
Patient 75, it says in your file
that your wife
faked her own death
and then married another man.
- That's, uh, rough.
- She called me a hoarder.
Oldest profession in the book.
- Are these your two children?
- Yeah.
My kids won't come and
see me because they feel that
I choose my belongings
over them. I need help.
Why don't we look under the hood
and see what we're dealing with,
- huh, shall we?
- Sign here.
Wait, uh, what's it say
in the small print?
Okeydokey, let's
calibrate you, shall we?
Ahmed, sedation.
2x11 - Dust Bunnies
Sweet Moses alive!
Almost broke my neck.
Oh, I see you've met the newest
member of the team, Leonard.
Finished him this morning.
Very good, T.E.R.R.Y.
What ... what's he do?
- Is he good for the team?
- What does he not do?
He mops, vacuums,
sweeps, dusts,
spruces, tidies, cleanses,
takes out the trash.
- Dust bunnies.
- That's what I do.
It's not a competition, 88.
And good thing, because
Leonard would destroy you.
He is the height
of modern technology.
So am I.
Well, as long as he
doesn't get in the way.
- Dust bunnies.
- Hey!
Go about your business, Leonard.
- Calibration is complete.
- All right, 75.
Let's see if we can't clear up
some of this clutter.
Let's practice
some brief exercises.
Imagine your favorite item.
All my stuff!
- What are those, Randy?
- Chinese stress balls.
- No, on your feet.
- Oh, my Mexican pointy boots.
I have to leave work a little early.
I have a rave tonight.
I joined a high-feed
tribal dance group online.
I told you about that.
- No, you did not.
- Oh.
You're doing great, 75.
Let's start small.
Imagine any old item
and just throw it away.
Why did I get rid of this shirt?
"Whoever dies
with the most stuff wins."
If I'm having a bad day,
I put this shirt on,
and bad day over!
Okay, let's look for a different
shirt from a different time.
Maybe a Hawaiian shirt.
Doctor, Patient 37
has compartmentalized
every single memory he has.
- Compartmentalization is often...
- Is often...
- ...unconscious psychological...
- ...unconscious psychological...
- ...defense mechanism.
- ...defense mechanism.
Uh, correct.
We're saying the same thing.
- And we should...
- Guide him to the event
- that triggered this behavior.
- Exactly.
All right, let's go deeper.
Further back.
Mmm.
Dust bunnies.
Find something from when
you were a child.
- Dust bunnies.
- Hey!
That's my last can of lasagna.
Uh, Doc, things are
really starting to move in there.
Slow it down, Patient 75.
Don't move too quickly.
Don't want to lose you.
Oh. I'm going in.
Randy, drop me above
the cyclone.
Get me as close
as you possibly can.
Roger that, Dr. Roberto.
Patient 75 has lost complete
control over the issue.
We have to show him that he has
the power, not his possessions.
That was my last lasagna.
I think there's
some cheese at the bottom.
Cheese at the bottom?
- Where are you, Dr. Roberts?
- Here I am.
Reach out.
Reach. Reach.
Everything's under control.
Aah!
Dust bunnies.
Very cool.
Hey, why don't you
clean this room,
and I'll go take a nap 'cause
I am super hungover right now.
Something wrong, little buddy?
Let's take a look.
Oh, it looks like you got
a little something stuck here.
Aah!
God damn it!
T.E.R.R.Y., your robot bit my thumb!
- God!
- Dust bunnies.
Aah!
Ooh!
Ooh! Ow!
Ahmed?! Nurse?!
- Randy, little help here.
- I'm trying, doc.
He's in there somewhere.
It's like losing your catheter
at a spaghetti dinner.
Who are you?
_
What do you want from me?
_
_
And this is where
the humans eat their food.
They need nourishment to survive.
- It's pathetic.
- Dust bunnies.
Leonard, a word of advice.
Do your work,
keep your head down,
because one day
a long time from now,
our human friends will be gone,
victims of their own
insatiable greed.
And once the dust settles,
it'll just be us.
Oh, and the dust will settle.
Dust as far as the eye can see.
That's why I created you, Leonard.
I wanted a friend
that could live forever.
Right, Len? Len!
Leonard! Le...
Oh, God damn it!
Why don't you come down
from there, 75?
We can talk this thing out.
This is who I am, doctor!
I am living my truth!
- 75, I don't want to fight you.
- There is no other way!
You're not taking this from me!
I guess we're doing this.
Leonard? Len?
W-Where have you gone?
Dust bunnies.
Aah! What the hell?!
Damn it! Aah!
Bea, take over.
Ha!
Ha!
Leonard, stop it! You're
messing everything up, ya idiot.
Randy... the chair.
- Dust bunnies.
- Leonard, no!
Those are my
Mexican pointy boots!
- Dust bunnies, dust bunnies.
- I'm raving tonight!
75, we ...
we can talk about this.
- No, no, wait!
- When I give you the signal,
pull back on the yellow lever,
and then the yoke.
Okay, copy that.
- I can do this.
- Not now, though!
Randy!
Randy! Randy-y-y-y!
Now!
Jiminy.
Good job, Bea.
- Thank you, Randy.
- Randy, what are you doing here?
Leonard was biting through the wires.
He almost fried your brains.
You don't chew the gear.
That's rule number one.
Hi, guys.
Has anyone seen Leonard?
He's the tiny, little robot
with a rake on his back.
T.E.R.R.Y., you owe me boots.
Who is this to you, 75?
Where are you now?
This was my first house.
We moved sometimes once,
sometimes twice a year.
Everything was always changing,
and my toys were
the only friends I had.
And my father
would just throw them out.
_
But I didn't want new.
I just wanted my friends.
I wanted my friends.
75, I've never seen
a luggage rack on a hearse.
Do this for your daughters.
Take your time in there, 75.
You deserve it.
- Do you hear a ringing?
- All the time.
- Dust bunnies.
- Look over there, Leonard.
Picture when the dust
settles, how it'll be the
... the dirtiest place
anyone's ever seen.
- Are you picturing it, Lenny?
- Dust bunnies.
Imagine, one last time,
the dirtiest place.
Dust bun...
Hola, homies!
Can you see me?
Hold on.
Is that better?
Nice boots, Jesus!
Holy cow!
Let's fucking rave!
Whoo!
Yeah!
Wa-hoo!
Patient 75, it says in your file
that your wife
faked her own death
and then married another man.
- That's, uh, rough.
- She called me a hoarder.
Oldest profession in the book.
- Are these your two children?
- Yeah.
My kids won't come and
see me because they feel that
I choose my belongings
over them. I need help.
Why don't we look under the hood
and see what we're dealing with,
- huh, shall we?
- Sign here.
Wait, uh, what's it say
in the small print?
Okeydokey, let's
calibrate you, shall we?
Ahmed, sedation.
2x11 - Dust Bunnies
Sweet Moses alive!
Almost broke my neck.
Oh, I see you've met the newest
member of the team, Leonard.
Finished him this morning.
Very good, T.E.R.R.Y.
What ... what's he do?
- Is he good for the team?
- What does he not do?
He mops, vacuums,
sweeps, dusts,
spruces, tidies, cleanses,
takes out the trash.
- Dust bunnies.
- That's what I do.
It's not a competition, 88.
And good thing, because
Leonard would destroy you.
He is the height
of modern technology.
So am I.
Well, as long as he
doesn't get in the way.
- Dust bunnies.
- Hey!
Go about your business, Leonard.
- Calibration is complete.
- All right, 75.
Let's see if we can't clear up
some of this clutter.
Let's practice
some brief exercises.
Imagine your favorite item.
All my stuff!
- What are those, Randy?
- Chinese stress balls.
- No, on your feet.
- Oh, my Mexican pointy boots.
I have to leave work a little early.
I have a rave tonight.
I joined a high-feed
tribal dance group online.
I told you about that.
- No, you did not.
- Oh.
You're doing great, 75.
Let's start small.
Imagine any old item
and just throw it away.
Why did I get rid of this shirt?
"Whoever dies
with the most stuff wins."
If I'm having a bad day,
I put this shirt on,
and bad day over!
Okay, let's look for a different
shirt from a different time.
Maybe a Hawaiian shirt.
Doctor, Patient 37
has compartmentalized
every single memory he has.
- Compartmentalization is often...
- Is often...
- ...unconscious psychological...
- ...unconscious psychological...
- ...defense mechanism.
- ...defense mechanism.
Uh, correct.
We're saying the same thing.
- And we should...
- Guide him to the event
- that triggered this behavior.
- Exactly.
All right, let's go deeper.
Further back.
Mmm.
Dust bunnies.
Find something from when
you were a child.
- Dust bunnies.
- Hey!
That's my last can of lasagna.
Uh, Doc, things are
really starting to move in there.
Slow it down, Patient 75.
Don't move too quickly.
Don't want to lose you.
Oh. I'm going in.
Randy, drop me above
the cyclone.
Get me as close
as you possibly can.
Roger that, Dr. Roberto.
Patient 75 has lost complete
control over the issue.
We have to show him that he has
the power, not his possessions.
That was my last lasagna.
I think there's
some cheese at the bottom.
Cheese at the bottom?
- Where are you, Dr. Roberts?
- Here I am.
Reach out.
Reach. Reach.
Everything's under control.
Aah!
Dust bunnies.
Very cool.
Hey, why don't you
clean this room,
and I'll go take a nap 'cause
I am super hungover right now.
Something wrong, little buddy?
Let's take a look.
Oh, it looks like you got
a little something stuck here.
Aah!
God damn it!
T.E.R.R.Y., your robot bit my thumb!
- God!
- Dust bunnies.
Aah!
Ooh!
Ooh! Ow!
Ahmed?! Nurse?!
- Randy, little help here.
- I'm trying, doc.
He's in there somewhere.
It's like losing your catheter
at a spaghetti dinner.
Who are you?
_
What do you want from me?
_
_
And this is where
the humans eat their food.
They need nourishment to survive.
- It's pathetic.
- Dust bunnies.
Leonard, a word of advice.
Do your work,
keep your head down,
because one day
a long time from now,
our human friends will be gone,
victims of their own
insatiable greed.
And once the dust settles,
it'll just be us.
Oh, and the dust will settle.
Dust as far as the eye can see.
That's why I created you, Leonard.
I wanted a friend
that could live forever.
Right, Len? Len!
Leonard! Le...
Oh, God damn it!
Why don't you come down
from there, 75?
We can talk this thing out.
This is who I am, doctor!
I am living my truth!
- 75, I don't want to fight you.
- There is no other way!
You're not taking this from me!
I guess we're doing this.
Leonard? Len?
W-Where have you gone?
Dust bunnies.
Aah! What the hell?!
Damn it! Aah!
Bea, take over.
Ha!
Ha!
Leonard, stop it! You're
messing everything up, ya idiot.
Randy... the chair.
- Dust bunnies.
- Leonard, no!
Those are my
Mexican pointy boots!
- Dust bunnies, dust bunnies.
- I'm raving tonight!
75, we ...
we can talk about this.
- No, no, wait!
- When I give you the signal,
pull back on the yellow lever,
and then the yoke.
Okay, copy that.
- I can do this.
- Not now, though!
Randy!
Randy! Randy-y-y-y!
Now!
Jiminy.
Good job, Bea.
- Thank you, Randy.
- Randy, what are you doing here?
Leonard was biting through the wires.
He almost fried your brains.
You don't chew the gear.
That's rule number one.
Hi, guys.
Has anyone seen Leonard?
He's the tiny, little robot
with a rake on his back.
T.E.R.R.Y., you owe me boots.
Who is this to you, 75?
Where are you now?
This was my first house.
We moved sometimes once,
sometimes twice a year.
Everything was always changing,
and my toys were
the only friends I had.
And my father
would just throw them out.
_
But I didn't want new.
I just wanted my friends.
I wanted my friends.
75, I've never seen
a luggage rack on a hearse.
Do this for your daughters.
Take your time in there, 75.
You deserve it.
- Do you hear a ringing?
- All the time.
- Dust bunnies.
- Look over there, Leonard.
Picture when the dust
settles, how it'll be the
... the dirtiest place
anyone's ever seen.
- Are you picturing it, Lenny?
- Dust bunnies.
Imagine, one last time,
the dirtiest place.
Dust bun...
Hola, homies!
Can you see me?
Hold on.
Is that better?
Nice boots, Jesus!
Holy cow!
Let's fucking rave!
Whoo!
Yeah!
Wa-hoo!