Future Sex (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Kobe - full transcript
In a dystopian Blade Runner-esque neo-noir future, a desperate couple hires a streetwise private investigator to find their runaway daughter, Kobe.
I don't take house visits.Potential clients
have to come to my officeand that's just the way it is.
But this one saysthey have trouble travelling.
Shit.I don't like making exceptions.
My wife,
she has been sick for a few months.
Honey. Get up.
The guy is here.
Do you have a license?
Not anymore.
So many photos, right?
My daughter is all that I have.
I understand
she doesn't want to be here anymore.
We're an old couple.
What did the police say?
They asked a few questions.Never heard from them again.
That's why you're here.
You take half of this.
You get the rest if you find her.
They don't have enough to pay me.
They want to soften me upwith that video.
I never work below my rate.
I accepted the case anyway.
Shit. I don't like making exceptions.
Her parents gave me an addressto start looking.
Not exactly a five star hotel.
A photo always saves me timeand many questions.
Something very useful,
especially with people too high
to remember how to speak.
Evo'd.
Street slang for "evolved".
People who get an operationto make themselves part machine.
Mostly machine.
Expensive.
I found your daughter.
Is she with you?
She's safe?
Why didn't you tell meshe became an Evo'd ?
If I had,would you have looked for her?
Enough!
I no longer want
to keep hurting the honorof our family.
Please, find her.
I'm begging...
I don't look for Evo'ds. Period.
It's my rule.
But I needed the money.
I don't even have to askwhy Kobe did the operation.
If you ask any Evo'd,
they'll say that it isto be more than human.
Transcend.
To meet their true self,and all that hippie bullshit.
But no one will tell you the truth.
They're too selfish to admit it.
They're afraid to die.
They want to be forever youngand wonderful.
Receiptsfrom a fast charging station.
If you are an Evo'd,you don't have to eat or shit.
But you definitely need to power up.
Not everythingwas going to be perfect, was it?
These streets are crowded with Evo'ds
paying off their surgery debts.
It's ironic.
They get the operationto get the ultimate freedom
and wind up as sex slaves
in the sleazy market.
These Evo'ds could have been anyonein their previous lives.
Anything.
I bet Kobe didn't thinkshe would end up down here.
Your friend isn't one of ours.
She used to work at the Blue Ribbon.
She must be quite skilledto get into a place like that.
Wait. She used to work there?
She's here now.
Green. A lost angel.
Always beautiful. Always young.
You always deliver.I owe you one.
She's been in businesslonger than I can remember.
She's got her eyes and earsdown here for me.
Green gives me the addressfor a repair shop in the Candy district.
A black market where you can getoperations for half the price.
Sometimes even cheaper.The downside?
If you're lucky enough, you can geta med school dropout of a surgeon
that lost his medical license.
Either way, opportunistic parasites
who take advantageof desperate people.
Parasites like Junk.
- This one?- You sure?
Yeah.
Okay. One second. One second.
Hey, hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
I told you to make the pitch higher.
The client wants it that way.
This one is a 48 year old guy.
He wants to be a 10 year old childthat men abuse.
Who am I to say noto that kind of cash?
I'm sorry, baby...
Who?
Who did this to my Kobe?
This...
was the last thing she saw.
This is fake.
No.
No, this... this is a lie.
No.
Honey.
He's our son.
How could you?
He's our son.
Not this thing.
She came home.
I didn't know who she was.
She kept calling me "Dad".
I kept it up just for you.
Just for you, honey.
But everytime I see her,I'm reminded of my son...
that was taken away by...
by this lust body!
By this thing!
He's not my son!
He's not my son!
There are more and moreof these people now
than ever before.
Anti-synthetics.New religious movements. New hate.
Kobe wanted to change.
But what good does it do
if people you lovedon't change with you?
Anyway, who am I to judge her?
have to come to my officeand that's just the way it is.
But this one saysthey have trouble travelling.
Shit.I don't like making exceptions.
My wife,
she has been sick for a few months.
Honey. Get up.
The guy is here.
Do you have a license?
Not anymore.
So many photos, right?
My daughter is all that I have.
I understand
she doesn't want to be here anymore.
We're an old couple.
What did the police say?
They asked a few questions.Never heard from them again.
That's why you're here.
You take half of this.
You get the rest if you find her.
They don't have enough to pay me.
They want to soften me upwith that video.
I never work below my rate.
I accepted the case anyway.
Shit. I don't like making exceptions.
Her parents gave me an addressto start looking.
Not exactly a five star hotel.
A photo always saves me timeand many questions.
Something very useful,
especially with people too high
to remember how to speak.
Evo'd.
Street slang for "evolved".
People who get an operationto make themselves part machine.
Mostly machine.
Expensive.
I found your daughter.
Is she with you?
She's safe?
Why didn't you tell meshe became an Evo'd ?
If I had,would you have looked for her?
Enough!
I no longer want
to keep hurting the honorof our family.
Please, find her.
I'm begging...
I don't look for Evo'ds. Period.
It's my rule.
But I needed the money.
I don't even have to askwhy Kobe did the operation.
If you ask any Evo'd,
they'll say that it isto be more than human.
Transcend.
To meet their true self,and all that hippie bullshit.
But no one will tell you the truth.
They're too selfish to admit it.
They're afraid to die.
They want to be forever youngand wonderful.
Receiptsfrom a fast charging station.
If you are an Evo'd,you don't have to eat or shit.
But you definitely need to power up.
Not everythingwas going to be perfect, was it?
These streets are crowded with Evo'ds
paying off their surgery debts.
It's ironic.
They get the operationto get the ultimate freedom
and wind up as sex slaves
in the sleazy market.
These Evo'ds could have been anyonein their previous lives.
Anything.
I bet Kobe didn't thinkshe would end up down here.
Your friend isn't one of ours.
She used to work at the Blue Ribbon.
She must be quite skilledto get into a place like that.
Wait. She used to work there?
She's here now.
Green. A lost angel.
Always beautiful. Always young.
You always deliver.I owe you one.
She's been in businesslonger than I can remember.
She's got her eyes and earsdown here for me.
Green gives me the addressfor a repair shop in the Candy district.
A black market where you can getoperations for half the price.
Sometimes even cheaper.The downside?
If you're lucky enough, you can geta med school dropout of a surgeon
that lost his medical license.
Either way, opportunistic parasites
who take advantageof desperate people.
Parasites like Junk.
- This one?- You sure?
Yeah.
Okay. One second. One second.
Hey, hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
I told you to make the pitch higher.
The client wants it that way.
This one is a 48 year old guy.
He wants to be a 10 year old childthat men abuse.
Who am I to say noto that kind of cash?
I'm sorry, baby...
Who?
Who did this to my Kobe?
This...
was the last thing she saw.
This is fake.
No.
No, this... this is a lie.
No.
Honey.
He's our son.
How could you?
He's our son.
Not this thing.
She came home.
I didn't know who she was.
She kept calling me "Dad".
I kept it up just for you.
Just for you, honey.
But everytime I see her,I'm reminded of my son...
that was taken away by...
by this lust body!
By this thing!
He's not my son!
He's not my son!
There are more and moreof these people now
than ever before.
Anti-synthetics.New religious movements. New hate.
Kobe wanted to change.
But what good does it do
if people you lovedon't change with you?
Anyway, who am I to judge her?