Mr. Robot (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 4 - 404 Not Found - full transcript

Everything we did
was what they wanted.

I'm a prisoner,
just like before.

I'm going after Whiterose.

I'm in.
Give me your phone.

I rigged Signal's API
so we could share locations.

You fucked me!

I lost everything
because of you.

My son's taken to Denmark,
and my wife's dead!

The Dark Army
are just hackers.

He turned the gun
on himself.

He erased his history.



You work for
the Dark Army now.

My whole life is ruined
because of you.

Olivia Cortez,
she's the Deus Group's

only U.S. account manager.

She's our way in.

You wanted to work with me,
this is the way it is.

If there's a problem,
don't be here when I get back.

I'm resigning
as CEO of E Corp.

Call Mr. Wellick and offer
him the CEO position.

That van's been following us
since we got off the subway.

Elliot, we're on the inside.
It's time to take them down.

Elliot, I've come with the
news we've been waiting for.

They want to make me CEO
of E Corp.

Are you hearing me?



The offer came directly
from Whiterose.

This is... what are you doing?

This is exactly what
we've been waiting for.

We're on the inside.
It's time to take them down.

I'm sorry, I've been under
a lot of stress.

I didn't mean to snap.

No, uh, I get it.

Okay, uh, here,
have a seat.

You want... you want water
or something?

Let me get you a glass.

There you go.

I'm gonna boot up my computer.

It'll just take a minute.

Fuck.

I forgot the install
this morning.

Looks like it failed.
I wonder why.

Logs say "out of disk space."

Just give me a second.

I need to adjust
the swap partitions.

That should fix it.

"Boot device not found."

Shit, now
my terminal's frozen.

Hard drive might be shot.

You know what, I'm gonna...

- Oh, fuck.
- Get in, check the logs.

If the recording wasn't
send back to Dark Army,

wipe everything and make sure
they can't track the van.

What about him?

He's dead.

To be clear,
I am not calling you

because we are good.

I am calling
because I got into

Olivia's
Cyprus National Bank Account.

Unfortunately,
her access isn't good enough.

I can see all
the Deus account numbers,

but she's not authorized
to transfer anything.

I got lateral access
inside the bank's system

but hit a wall.

All their authentication
goes through a proxy,

and everything else on
their domain is read-only,

which means we are gonna have
to break into Virtual Realty

and get on their servers.

Since the Deus Group meeting
is tomorrow,

I'm scouting the place now.

Security is lax with Christmas,

so we need to do it ASAP.

Also, can't help but wonder
why exactly the fuck

you are not answering my calls.

We were supposed to meet
at Allsafe,

or did you forget again?

Dick.

Okay, you know what?

I'm coming to your apartment,

and when I get there,

I expect you to have
heard this message

and already be prepping
for Virtual Realty.

Oh, and when you do
get this voicemail,

keep this in mind: fuck you!

You are a fucking selfish
dickhead of an asshole

who is the shittiest brother
on Earth!

I don't wanna say I hate you,
but I hate you.

I hate you so fucking much.

If I show up at your apartment
and you're hanging

from the goddamn ceiling
by a rope, that's cool.

In fact, that would be
my preference.

So in sum, fuck off and die!

To continue your recording,
press two.

To delete your recording,
press three.

Please re-record your message
at the tone.

Hey, Elliot,

it's me.

Elliot?

Okay, it looks like
the logs were never sent.

So all we gotta do
is get rid of the body

and the van,
and we're good to go, okay?

I'm gonna go pick us up
a couple of snow shovels.

We're not here for shovels.

What are we here for?

Go inside, pay for the gas,
and grab a lighter.

Oh, Internet's down.

No Ecoin.

$19.86.

Do I know you?

I don't think so.

You look awfully familiar.

Yeah, sorry,
we're kind of in a hurry.

You sure we
haven't met before?

Yeah, you must have me
mistaken for someone else.

You an actor?

Can you just ring him up?

Wait, were you on
"Big Brother"?

Yeah, that must be it.

I knew it.
I never forget a face.

Keep the change.

Merry Christmas!

Where'd you move the van to?

I didn't move the van.

Hey, hey, hey,
what are you doing?

Hey, hey, thief!

- Thief, I've called the police.
- Shit.

Hey, dude, you're straight up
trying to steal my car.

It's cool, man.
It's cool.

You don't need
to call the cops, okay?

- I'm walking away.
- No... hold on.

You trying to steal my car
and walk away.

What's up?

Dude, do you really
want to deal with the hassle

of calling the cops?

It's just gonna end in
an all-nighter for you

at the station, followed by
a shit ton of paperwork.

Besides, nothing...
nothing happened.

You busted me,
I'm walking away.

No harm, no foul.

Yeah, but I got questions
that need answering.

First, have you seen my keys?

No.

That was my only question.

Can I please go now?

Oh, wait,
I got another question.

Can you start my car?

Really?

Yeah, I usually use my keys,
and I can't seem to find them.

Okay, you're
not really planning

on driving like this, are you?

Well, I gotta get home.

Dude, you are drunk as shit.

Can't you just call a cab
or something?

No, cabs don't go
where I'm headed.

Where is that,
the North Pole?

No.

It's Upstate.
Foxrock.

What's your name?

Tobias.

Hi, Tobias.

I'm Darlene.
We're friends, right?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Great.

So here's an idea.

I'll drive you home
if I can borrow

your car afterwards
for a quick errand.

You drive a hard bargain,
Dolly.

Darlene.

Exactly.
Let's ride!

Oh, guys, I understand,

but like I said,
Internet's down.

Phone's hooked to the Internet,

so that means
phone is down too.

We're kind of in the middle
of nowhere here.

None of our phones
have service.

There's gotta be someplace
nearby with cell reception.

- Sure, back in town.
- What town?

Pike's Hollow.

How do we get there?

It's too far to walk
unless you take the shortcut.

But my husband's coming
to pick me up in a bit,

if you want a ride.

Where's the shortcut?

Got it!

Tyrell Wellick, right?

That's how I know you.

But I never knew
you were on "Big Brother."

Holy smokes!

I cannot believe
you are in my store.

Can I get a selfie?

No, I'm not him.
You have me confused, okay?

The shortcut,
how do we get there?

Are you sure you're not
Tyrell Wellick?

E Corp fella.

You are the spitting image
of him.

Yes, I'm sure.

That's too bad.

Sure like to meet him one day.

Seems like a nice guy.

Jesus fucking Christ, woman!

Where is the shortcut?
How the fuck do we get to town?

Whoa, aren't you
friggin' rude?

Directly across the street,

you'll see
an opening to a trail,

and that will take you through
the woods for a stretch,

but be sure you veer left
at the creek.

You'll find yourself
in Pike's Hollow

in 30 minutes or so.

Fucking finally.

Wouldn't hurt you to learn
some manners on the walk.

This is the right trail,
right?

The one across
from the gas station.

There was only one.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

So quiet out here.

Have you ever
considered leaving?

What do you mean?

Just walking off,
disappearing,

leaving the life
you're living behind you,

all the bullshit,
the stress, the pain,

everything?

You know, maybe start over

where no one knows you
and reinvent yourself

and forget about all the
mistakes you made in this life.

Find some peace.

Some rest.

I think about that.

Don't you?

No.

Any sign of the creek?

Well, maybe it's still
up ahead.

Ah.

We've been walking
for a while.

We shoulda come
across it by now.

How do you know if we should
have come across it by now?

Because we've been walking
for fucking hours.

- That's how.
- Don't get mad at me.

I don't know where
the goddamn creek is.

You were the one
who took off this way.

Unbelievable... you're
blaming me that we're lost?

I blame you
that we're even here.

- You said he was dead.
- He was.

Well, then how did
he drive the van?

I don't fucking know!

All right, all right.

Let's all calm down.

Take it easy.

What was that?
A dog?

Who knows?

We're in the middle
of the woods.

Could be anything.

Maybe a coyote.

Or a wolf.

That.

You hear it?

Let's just keep going.
Maybe the creek is up ahead.

She knew my face.

What?

The cashier.

She knew my face.

So what?

That means she can ID me.

You search, you find,
all is well.

But what if you search
and you don't find?

How long do you look?

Eventually, you've
gotta give up, right?

Then what?

That thing you were searching
for, what becomes of it?

How could you ever know?

Big night tonight?

Uh, no.

I'm not the real Santa.

Yeah.

Sometimes I wish I were.

Sometimes I wish I were...

Where'd you go there, Tobias?

Oh, just thinking.

Jimmy.

Good guy.

Fell on some tough times.

You know how sometimes
the world just seems like

it's kicking you down
and you can't get up?

Christ, do I ever.

That's Jimmy.

And you know how it is.

Soon you're out
in the cold winter night,

asking a lot of questions,

looking at the world,

thinking about what it might be
like without you in it.

Do you have to do that?

- It's a Christmas song.
- It's annoying.

I just got it.

Why you wear that hoodie.

I've never seen you
in anything else.

Black hoodie,
black jeans, black shoes,

always the same.

I've been wondering
this whole time,

but now I finally get it.

You don't care.

Sure, why not?

Silk tie,

$6,000 suit.

I mean, it sounds pathetic
to say aloud, but...

I actually care.

And you know what?

That's why I'm a failure.

My entire life,
I've been an outsider,

worried what other people
think of me,

how I can make them happy,

because I needed their approval
and their acceptance.

But you never cared.

The first day we met,

there we were, Allsafe's
most important clients

roaming through the office,
and you couldn't care less.

We're gonna die out here.

Maybe not tonight, but soon.

The Dark Army soldier,

he's likely
reported back by now.

It's only a matter of time
before they find us.

Did you hear that?

If there's traffic,
we gotta be close to town.

- Hey!
- Hey!

- Hey!
- Hey!

- Hey!
- Hey!

Jesus Christ!

So what's with the getup

Mall Santa?
Salvation Army?

Sloan Kettering.

It's a cancer center.

I do it for the kids.

Dude, that's dope.

You're definitely
a better person than me.

So what,
the kids served spiked nog?

No, me and some
of the other volunteers,

we got a little tradition
after visiting the hospital.

What's that?

We get drunk.

Nice tradition, I guess.

Yeah, you know the kids,

they love when we drop by.

So many smiling faces.

This might be the last time
I do it though.

You know, the thing
that really gets you?

Some of 'em are so small.

It's almost as if
they were just born to die.

Jesus.

No wonder you're plastered.

How else do you
get through that?

Well, it was easier
when my wife went with me,

but...

since the accident...

What do you got there,
Tobias?

Oh, I like to keep
a nip or two on me

during the holidays.

I'm not talking
about the booze.

Oh, Percocet.

Sometimes the...
the pain's just too much.

Alexa, play
"slow jams" playlist.

Playing "slow jams"
playlist.

So this is my apartment.

You know,
when we were chatting,

I just imagined
this super organized.

Well, I... I actually
did clean up earlier.

No, I like it.

You want a drink?

I have one Tecate.

We can share.

So my apartment
being organized

was part of your fantasy
in our chat?

Well, you know,
just visualizing.

I guess that's
the thing about IRC.

Everyone gets to imagine
exactly what they want.

Is that why you do it?

I like how I can
control everything.

I have this fantasy that
I'm the only person from IRC

you've ever invited over.

You are.

Just...

let me just...

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Stop fighting so hard.

You're gonna lose control
faster that way.

Give into it.

Give up control.

Realize you'll never be free.

Um...

Tobias?

What's up?

Hold on now.

Whose car is that?

That was gonna be
my question.

Hey.

That's my car.

Oh, I get it now.

Uh, you see,
I didn't drive today.

Kenny drove.

- He picked me up at...
- Okay, Tobias.

If that is your car,
whose car is this?

I have no clue.

Christmas, huh?

Good-bye, Tobias.

Good-bye
is short and final.

Hey.
Hey.

Hey.

Look,

I know it might not
be my place, but...

I wanna help you.

You wanna help me?

I don't want you
to hurt yourself.

Holy crow, what the heck
are you talking about?

What do you mean,
you're all sad and lonely

going on about Jimmy,
your suicidal "friend."

Jimmy Stewart.

"It's a Wonderful Life."

Christmas classic.

Tobias, you just told me
good-bye is final.

That is Steinbeck.

He's a national treasure.
Read a book.

Okay, what about the pills?

Okay, you're drunk as shit and
you have a bottle of Percocet.

Explain that.

For my wife.

Your wife's dead.

My wife is dead?

Wait... you said
she had an accident.

She threw her back out

when we were putting the Santa
on the roof yesterday.

She's in brutal pain.

She can barely move.

Doc wrote a prescription...

Okay, you fucking scared me.

- Hey, Dolly.
- Darlene.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.
Why wouldn't I be?

You wanna talk about it?

There's nothing
to talk about.

You sure?

Yes.

All right.

Have a great night.

Fine.

I have lost
absolutely everyone,

my boyfriend,
my best friend, my parents.

The only one I have left
is my brother,

who is an asshole that
treats me like absolute shit.

But I'm really worried
about him right now,

and it pisses me off
that I'm worried,

because I am always
worried about him,

and he flat-out told me
to fuck off.

So why do I bother?

I don't know.

I don't know, I'm afraid
this time it's different.

I'm afraid he might be dead.

Okay.

- Reception?
- No.

Time.

Just realizing
it's Christmas.

- Can't be much further.
- To what?

Town.

Let's stop
lying to ourselves.

We're nowhere near town.
We're completely lost.

- We just gotta keep moving.
- Why?

Even if we magically made it
to this Pike's Hollow place,

the town is gonna be swarming
with Dark Army.

- We've gotta try.
- You aren't listening to me.

Whatever we're walking towards,
it ends with death.

What are you doing?

There's a rock in my shoe.

You honestly don't care
about me, do you?

What are you
talking about now?

Like why you wear that
same hoodie every day.

You don't care.

Did you ever care about me?

I mean, be honest,
I can take it.

What is the point of this?

Just answer the question,
did you?

Tyrell, you didn't
make it easy...

- Just answer the question!
- No!

The sound of death.

It's just some stupid animal.
Let's go.

- Go without me.
- What?

- You're giving up?
- Yeah.

I think so.

I can't deal
with this shit anymore.

Come on.

You stay out here alone,

you can be sure
it's game over.

You're better than this.

Yeah, maybe I was,
but not anymore.

I'm going.

Yeah, go, Elliot.

- I will.
- Yeah, good.

'Cause you don't need me.
You never needed me.

That's the truth, right?

Yeah, that's the truth,
I never fucking needed you!

You were only in the way!

If it weren't for you...

The world
would've been saved?

And you would have been
the savior?

Is that what you think?

Is that the fantasy
I ruined for you?

Stay here, die!

I don't give a fuck about you!

I'm done!

Good!

Look around you!

All signs lead to the same
hopeless destination,

and the sooner you realize
that, the better,

for you're so much
in your own head

that you can't see the truth!

That it's over!

Seems like we're always
thinking of ourselves

when looking for something
that's lost,

but we never think much
about the lost,

whatever, whoever
is unable to be found,

whether it's a set of keys
left somewhere and forgotten,

a couple of guys wandering
aimlessly in the woods,

or someone who's disappeared
inside himself.

What if that's what
they wanted all along?

Not to be found.

You're wrong.

I don't like being
an outsider either.

Maybe I'm just good
at hiding it.

Why'd you come back?
Why aren't you going?

I don't know.

I guess...

it felt wrong to leave you.

Besides,

I think you're
the only person I know

that actually likes me.

You were right about one thing.

I've known
that we're gonna die

since we walked out of that gas
station and the van was gone.

I don't think there's
a way out of this for us.

Why do you want
to keep going?

My sister.

I have to warn her.

I have to at least try.

I got her into this miss.

Same as last time
and the time before that.

I've been a horrible brother.

I treated her like shit.

Least I can do

is call her
and tell her to run.

Maybe she can still escape.

How much longer do you think
until they find us?

I don't know, man.

All right.

Let's keep moving.

Maybe you can still
make that phone call.

- Dolly.
- Dar... what?

I know you're worried
about your brother,

but you gotta worry
about you too.

I'm trying.

And I hope he's not dead.

Merry Christmas.

Hi.

Ho, ho, ho.

Santa's home.

Fu...

Tyrell.

You okay?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

I'm okay.

We can't just
leave him here.

Gotta get you
to a hospital, man.

Fuck.

No... no hospital.

The Dark Army will find me;
they'll find you.

No... no, we gotta
keep moving, man.

We'll find someplace
that can help you.

No, I'm done.

Burn the van
and all the evidence.

Make sure you take care
of Whiterose.

Okay?

Tyrell.

I can't let you die.

I'm just gonna go
for a walk.