Pulse (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
♪ [dramatic music]
[electric buzzing]
[screaming]
[Jaz] Something surged up
through the wiring,
I saw it.
[Errol] That thing pulsed,
and went straight into
our heads.
[feet thud onto floor]
[Dom] "The Janitor' is here."
[Dom] Follow him,
he will save you all.
[Caspar] This mean building
hated us,
even before the pulse.
[Caspar] And now,
"mean' just turned 'malicious'."
[Sibile] Frank!
[Sibile] It's a message,
from God.
[Sibile] Aah!
[Caspar] Rynette?
[Jaz] Come with us!
[Rynette] No I can't.
[Eddie] Like bugs in a game.
[Eddie] Mistakes get made,
they gotta be cleared.
[Jaz] Eddie?
[Caspar] He's up there,
right behind us.
[Eddie] When it's all
about atmosphere.
[Eddie] Gently rising tempo.
[Eddie] You go all
"slash-happ" at my players.
[metal tears]
♪ [dramatic music]
[Eddie] Aah!
[Caspar] Everyone's freaking
out, everywhere.
[Jaz] The pulse prodded us all.
[Jaz] But how badly?
[Caspar] It's bad, really bad!
[Errol] These are definitely
Eddie's notes.
[Errol] The same Eddie who was
behind us in the vents.
[Jaz] And who's now in front.
[Denny] I'm creating the wind.
[Denny] Because everybody knows
the wind keeps the fog at bay.
[Denny] The fog is coming back.
[Dom] Eddie Coetze's got a key!
[Errol] Run!
[Dom] It's how he got
in front of us.
[Jaz] Dom, run!
♪ [dramatic music] ♪
[Dom] Who's there?
- [Dom] Julia?
- [Julia] You always let me down.
[Dom] I won't let them down.
[Dom] I can lead us all out!
[Dom] There's no one else.
[Julia] Oh, yes there is!
[Julia] And you know who!
[Dom] Eddie!
♪ [Julia] Eddie
[coughing]
[gasping noisily]
[Devil] Hello, Caspar...
Come and play with me.
[kettle whistles]
[gasping noisily]
[Caspar screaming]
♪ [sinister music]
[footsteps approach]
[Denny] Thank you, Darlin'.
[Denny] It's lockdown.
It won't open.
[Eddie] Thing with "expectation."
Is to confound it.
♪ [tesne music]
[Denny] Where do you want to go?
Through a back yard
full of dried leaves?
[leaves crunch underfoot]
Who do you want to fight?
[Denny pants excitedly]
With swords?
[metal clashes]
[Denny] Come on!
[Denny] Who do you want to burn?
Fire!
[Eddie] I get it, Denny.
You're an artist!
Foley-Artist!
I listen to the world
in a different way.
I collect "sounds'."
Create "sounds' to order."
Make them better
than they really are.
I'm good.
Oh, I am really good!
But the one thing
I can't ever seem to make...
is the "Credits'."
[Denny] Oh, no!
Ust days spent with
eyes on the monitor.
Hands on the props.
And always left to tidy
up the mess.
[Eddie] Let me ask you this.
What makes something...
Creepy?
[Denny] Squeaking hinges...
I got lots of hinges!
[Eddie] No! No...
The "ordinary'..."
But in the wrong place.
Like this place.
Sometimes, that's all the
creepiness a setting needs.
I like it.
I like it!
You, Denny,
are providing visuals
as well as acoustics.
Who needs jump-scares
when you got weird settings
and progressive creepiness...
[sniggers]
And in game-play,
that makes you a "creator'
indeed."
So, "Denny-from-Audio'",
"Foley-Artist'!"
In this game, you get credits!
[fog hissing]
[air sucking]
[groaning]
[Errol] My head!
[Jaz] We're still here?
[Dom] Headaches indicate at
least
16% monoxide saturation
of the blood.
[Errol] No shit, smart-ass.
[Errol] What happened?
[Errol] The fog.
[Dom] It's gone.
[Dom spits]
[Caspar] Gone?
[Dom] Or we'd be dead.
[Errol] I'm not dead?
Fuck!
I feel like it.
[Errol] And not like it's a one
up.
[Caspar] No, this is not a game.
It's the same life, stupid.
And if we're lucky,
we're stuck with it.
[Dom] Vomiting could indicate at
40% saturation of the blood.
[Errol] "I am not dead',
is the thing."
[Dom] You know, 40% can kill.
[Jaz] Thanks, Dom.
Where did it go?
[Jaz] The fog?
[Denny] The old Sega mega-drive,
[Denny] Early play-stations,
consoles...
Remember the old "Game Boy'?"
[Game-boy beeps]
[Eddie] I remember.
[Eddie's mom] Eddie!
[Eddie] Trip down memory lane.
[Denny] Chip-tunes'.
[Denny] Sound-track for the new.
[Denny] Mashed up Atari
game-tones.
Old hardware, new software.
[Denny] Electro-beats set
to a bass-line and melody...
Mixed in a blender with engine
noise for the sub-sound.
[Eddie] "If music be the
food of love'..."
[Denny] Oh, those tech-heads had
lots of ideas for the game.
[Eddie] So did I!
[Eddie] Though for the moment,
just the one question...
Who's the woman in the deep end?
[Denny] Oh, that would be
my assistant, Sophie.
[labored breathing]
[Jaz] Ah...
[Dom] It's the monoxide.
[Dom] Hits the brain.
Hits it hard.
[Caspar] Great. It's made it
worse!
[Errol] Caspar's psyche
just red-lined.
[Jaz] And I'm "falling'..."
[Caspar] That's her term
for a migraine.
[Caspar] Though... it's more
than just a migraine.
[Jaz] "Eat Me'." Drink Me'.
[Jaz] Like it says in the book..
[Caspar] Do you want me
to hold you?
[Caspar] She sometimes lashes
out.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Errol groans painfully]
[Dom] Motherfucker.
[Denny] She hates swimming
pools.
[Eddie] And yet...
There she is!
[Denny] I'm guessing it's becaue
she can't swim.
There's no water.
[Denny] Won't move.
What are the odds?
[Eddie] Do you hear that?
[Eddie] Voices! Chatter!
[Denny] Oh, that.
Great acoustics!
That's what that is.
We're walking around in circles.
[Errol] We're wasting game-time,
Dominic.
[Dom] Have no fear,
"The Janitor' is here."
[Errol laughs]
[Errol] What a boytjie.
[Denny] Ah.
[Eddie] "" Either the well was
very deep,
or she fell very slowly,
for she had plenty of time as
she went down to look about her,
and wonder-
what was going to happen next "".
A quote. Lewis Carroll.
"Alice's Adventures in
Wonderland."
[Denny] Oh, yeah!
Never heard of her.
[Eddie] Intriguing sound-design.
[Denny] Oh...
He's much nicer than you.
[Eddie] This isn't a horror
movie, folks!
[Eddie] No hiding behind the
cushion, under the bed-sheet,
wait for it to go away.
[Eddie] It isn't just a game,
either.
[Eddie] No pressing "escape'
for the "Exit Game' menu...
You think you're in a safe-zone.
Some "space-between-events',
but you're not, huh."
The finger's firmly on that
"press-up' button."
[Caspar] It's him. Eddie!
[Caspar] Stalker in the vent!
[Eddie] Point being?
[Eddie] I want my protagonists
stewing in fear.
I want their complete loss
of control.
Complete disempowerment.
[Jaz] He thinks he's chief
antagonist.
[Errol] Him and that
fuckin' tutorial!
[Eddie] Yes, a reminder of
what's actually
quite important
in good game design!
[Caspar] He can hear us!
[Errol] Ah!
And may I remind you, Eddie...
We don't give a shit!
So fuck you!
[Caspar] Shh, shh...
Don't antagonize the
crazy person!
[Jaz] We've all gone a little
crazy.
[Errol] Well, it seems like Edds
in a league if his own.
[Eddie] I could bite...
But I'm not.
I got a thick skin.
[Eddie] I also got my notes
back.
[Errol] Well you should've
thrown them in the trash
where they belong, you fuck.
Errol's deliberately riling him
up, and Eddie knows it.
[Jaz] You wanna play with him?
You wanna to see who's the
bigger "monster'?"
[Eddie] Well we can't have
him cornering the market now.
Can we, Sweetheart?
[Jaz] Eddie?
The rest of us aren't playing!
[Eddie] Said like you actually
have control.
[Jaz] Enough to figure
our own way out,
and to ignore you.
[Eddie] Have you now?
Can you now?
You see...
losing control... is key.
Losing self-control,
controls one's self, huh!
Now that's... that's the thing.
That's the beauty of the game.
Of the pulse itself.
Pulse-psychosis makes mere
avatars of us all
[Eddie] Even "Alice'. Our prim
voice of logic and reason..."
"Wonderland' is where Alice
loses control of events."
Loses control of herself,
and losing both...
is the ultimate combination
in fear mechanics!
It's the perfect storm!
"Wonderland' is
"survival-horror' in its purest form!
[Jaz] Enough! We know exactly
what you've been doing.
[Eddie] And all for the best!
[Jaz] No! It's not.
Because we're not playing
the Game.
[Jaz] We're getting out.
Oh no! No you're not.
We're not listening to
you anymore.
[Eddie] Oh yes you are...
Because if you don't,
Sophie's going to die.
[Eddie] She's here with me.
She dies, and it's your fault.
There. See?
See how you just
lost control of events.
The Game needs to be progressed,
and I will see you all immersed
in it, fully!
Before it's done,
you will have responsibilities.
And your actions will
have consequences,
one way or the other!
If death has to have meaning,
as of course, it should,
as of course, it will!
[Jaz] As of course,
it already has!
[Jaz] You've murdered people
already, haven't you,
you sick fuck!
[Eddie] "Meaningfully'."
So there's no need to be rude.
[Eddie] Curiouser and curiouser.
[Eddie] You're my "Alice'."
[Eddie] I'm your Lewis Carroll..
Together we'll build
"Wonderland'!"
[Jaz] I am not playing
your sick fucking game.
[Sophie] Will everything be
alright?
[Eddie] Sure. It's a task.
A "moral dilemma'."
That worthy game-play staple.
It will test, perhaps bind
our protagonists.
We'll see.
[Eddie] But in the end,
death in games is meaningless.
The worst that happens
is you get to start over.
[Sophie] Start over.
[Sophie] Where everyone's happy.
Where everything's alright.
[Sophie] As it should be.
That's nice.
[Eddie] Isn't it...
[Eddie] Though!
[Jaz] He'll do it.
[Jaz] He'll kill her.
[Jaz] We gotta to get Sophie.
You heard him... We don't
have a choice.
[Error] We don't?
[Errol] I don't know no
fuckin' Sophie.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Errol laughs]
[Errol] What's new?
[Errol] There goes your boy,
Jaz.
[Errol] Look, guy's...
Eddie is just trying to jolt the
stress-meter.
We do not have to follow
his lead.
[Jaz] We do if it saves her
life.
[Caspar] So, where are they?
[Caspar's hearing dulls]
[Jaz] Waiting at the end of tha.
[wheezing noisily]
[Dom] Leads to the 7th floor.
[Dom] The old Audio Department.
[Dom] The old Shower rooms.
[Errol] The "Music Room'."
[Jaz] Forget the game-play
setting!
[Jaz] Eddie's going to kill
Sophie!
[Caspar] And we're going down
there.
[Jaz] Cas?
[Dom] Maybe he's hallucinating.
[Dom] 40% monoxide can
do that to a person.
[Eddie] So can an electromagnetc
pulse, genius.
[Dom] Yeah, that too.
[wheezing noisily]
[pigeons cooing]
[wheezing noisily]
[pigeons cooing]
[coughing]
[pigeons flapping]
[Jaz] Cas.
[Jaz] Cas!
[Caspar breaths raggedly]
[Caspar] I hate pigeons.
They're filthy.
[Jaz] You're here with me.
[Jaz] We're going to get
out of this together.
[Caspar] There's no where else
where I want to go.
[Dom winds up the torch]}
[Errol] Right!
[Eddie] My first scripted trap..
My "terrain-feature' for this I."
[Eddie] And that is a tin of do.
[Denny] The chunky stuff's
not so good.
Got to be tightly packed
for the best results.
[Eddie] I'll take your word
fot it.
Basically, the sort that
makes that long, slow,
gushy, sucking sound.
[Denny] Where the air on
the outside
is noisily sucked in...
[Denny imitates sucking sounds]
Inside...
[Denny] It's the go-to
audio-prop for your classic,
"monster-birth' slash
"alien-embryo-explosion'.
I'm flattered.
Shame to waste it...
Heaven knows where the next...
No...
No, thank you!
What I want,
is to integrate action within
the environment.
What I want,
is one of those tools of the
musical-trade.
Chop-chop!
[Denny imitates engine noise]
[Denny imitates engine noise]
[Eddie] No, no, no.
The other one.
[Eddie] What have you got
for "mood-music'?"
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Eddie] That'll do, Denny.
That will do.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Errol] In a world gone
loony-tunes,
that sound is for real.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Caspar] He could be anywhere.
That could be Eddie, up ahead.
[Eddie] You have fifteen
minutes!
[Eddie] Good games don't
stop for guidance.
[Caspar] Or he could be standing
right down there.
[Caspar] Right beneath our feet!
[Eddie] Info's best fed
during interaction.
A game in motion!
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
that the shed at
the head of the bed
the shed was red,
just like the bread...
[Eddie] Fifteen minutes,
or she's dead!
I shed the bread
and fed the shed
that headed the red...
[Eddie] Lovely outfit. Gorgeous!
Events should happen fast...
However, the "Nemesis' should
evolve slowly."
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
and fed the bed
at the end of the shed
the shed was red
just like the bed...
[train horn blaring]
And I am!
♪ [Julia] Eddie
[Jaz] He's telling us he killed
Thabo.
[Caspar] And he's got the axe.
[Jaz] And the clock's ticking.
That's his "info'."
[Errol] "Chop-chop', my friends."
[Julia] Ah, Eddie.
[Julia] Angry, and always
getting nowhere.
[Julia] I've been waiting
for you.
[Julia] Mostly listening to
"word-salad' and" echo' here...
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
and fed the bed
at the end of the shed
[Julia] Nothing much of any use,
Just repeated...
Over and over like excuses...
A lot like you and Dominic.
[Julia] Am I in hell?
You going to save me from
this double act?
[Eddie] No.
[Julia] No.
[Julia] Dominic would save me.
- [Eddie] That's you.
- [echo] That's you.
- [Eddie] Forever you...
- [echo] Forever you...
-[Eddie] Still playing us off,
-[echo] Still playing us off,
- [Eddie] one against the other.
- [echo] one against the other.
[Julia] And neither one a
winner.
- [Eddie] You're a brutal woman.
- [echo] You're a brutal woman.
- [Eddie] You always were.
- [echo] You always were.
[Julia] Says the angry man
holding the axe.
[Julia] They'll never listen
to you.
[Julia] No one's listening to
you.
[Julia] Becasue why should they?
[Julia] You're a joke, Eddie.
[Julia] A loser...
[Julia] It's stamped all over
you.
[Eddie] My tribute to you.
[echo] My tribute to you.
[Julia] All that self-harm and
never your own fault.
Your own failings, huh, Eddie.
-[Eddie] I got reasons
-[echo] I got reasons.
You're it.
You're my reason!
[echo] You're it.
You're my reason!
[Julia] Love hurts, Eddie.
- [Eddie] Like you'd know.
- [echo] Like you'd know.
[Julia] I had to do what
was necessary.
- [Eddie] For you?
- [echo] For you?
[Julia] For your own good.
[Julia] Because you never
listen!
[Eddie] I tried.
[echo] I tried.
[Julia] Not good enough.
Never good enough!
[Eddie] Nobody could ever be
good enough for you.
[echo] Nobody could ever be
good enough for you.
[Julia] You going to save
me out of this box? Hm?
- [Eddie] No.
- [echo] No.
[Julia] I won't beg...
I won't have it.
[Julia] You won't leave me here.
- [Eddie] I can try.
- [echo] I can try.
[Julia] But never hard enough.
[Julia] Never hard enough.
[Julia] Not like Dom.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Dom] We're close.
[Dom] Very close.
[Caspar] Shh...
[hollow bang]
♪ Throbbing
[Dom] Can't see a thing.
[Dom] There's no one there.
[Jaz] Yeah, "The Janitor' would
naturally assume that, wouldn't he?"
[Dom] It's quicker down
this off-shoot.
[Jaz] Something's wrong.
[Eddie] Choose!
[Eddie] Twelve minutes to
save Sophie!
[Eddie] Actions have
consequences!
[Jaz] No!
[Jaz] This is the way.
[footsteps recede]
[Dom] This is the way.
[Errol] Atta-girl.
[footsteps recede]
[Eddie] You could say the first
fog dynamic was a natural event.
But this one, is definitely by
design.
♪ [tense music]
[Eddie] They're almost here.
Do it now.
[Denny] Crrrr... Copy that!
Crrrr...
[loud blowing]
[Eddie] Nice rendering.
[door bolts and locks]
[Dom] Sophie's down there.
[Caspar] So's Eddie.
We drop down there,
he'll attack us with the axe.
[Jaz] He hasn't finished his
tutorial.
[Errol] "Confound Expectation',
right?"
You'll think he'll attack
and he won't.
[Caspar] Till you think he
won't,
then he will.
[Jaz] Yeah...
good game design.
[Errol] I'll prove it...
"Janitor'..."
Go!
[Jaz] No, don't! Wait!
[Dom] You coming?
[electric crackle]
[Psychopath Fitch]
Back in the Game!
Cool!
[electric crackle]
[Jaz] Hey.
[Jaz] Stay sharp!
[Dom] "X-marks the spot'."
[Jaz] Ah, shit. That fuck!
[Jaz] Sophie, move!
[Jaz] Hey! Sophie!
[Caspar] Get up!
That's killer fog!
[terrified screams]
[Psychopath Fitch]
What is this place?
[Jaz] Sophie!
[Jaz] Sophie!
[Jaz] We can't go in there!
[Dom] You don't have to.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Jaz] Sure he will, but he can't
take much more of that.
None of us can.
[Dom] The carbon monoxide
is still in our blood.
[Dom] Much more can kill us.
[Jaz] That's why "The Janitor'
has a plan."
- [Dom] He does?
- [Jaz] Yeah.
[Dom] He does!
[Dom] What the hell's he doing?
[Psychopath Fitch]
Weapons!
Nice, can do some damage with t.
Metal stake!
This one's pretty cool.
[Jaz] Oh shit.
[Jaz] Cas.
Keep talking to her.
[Caspar] Sophie.
[Caspar] Sophie!
[Caspar] Get up!
Why are you doing this?
[Sophie] I was ten years old.
[Sophie] My parents were
fighting.
Again.
Fighting all the time.
[Sophie] I'd run...
[Sophie] Hide...
in an empty pool next door.
[Jaz] It was the 70's.
All this...
[Jaz / Alice]
The "Boss' building."
[Alice]
The reason for the meshed win do.
And the dark, toughened
glass you can't open.
You can't break.
The sealed floors,
and the secured offices?
[Jaz] It was built for the
Bureau of State Security.
[Sophie] But I can never
escape it.
Their shouting seemed to echo
around the tiles.
[Sophie] My hair was longer
then.
[Jaz] Paranoia and psychosis
filled this place
long before any pulse.
[Jaz / Alice]
It was like a natural
[Alice]
horror-survival environment.
And we modeled the Game on it.
On its fail-safes,
[Jaz] ...and its ugly past.
[Sophie] I used to imagine,
my hair was sucked in...
Trapped...
Tight in the pumps beneath the
ground.
I'd hold my breath until my
lungs were fit to burst.
I knew if I die,
they'd be sorry.
[Sophie] That's why I'm here.
[Caspar] No!
Get up!
Please!
We modeled this floor on old
stories of it's previous occupants.
[Jaz] Interrogations that
happened here.
They called it... "The Music
Room'."
[Psychopath Fitch]
Torture. Cool.
What's over here?
[Jaz] Errol's in it and I
gotta get him out,
and he will not wanna leave.
[Dom] Another trick up
your sleeve?
[Jaz] Won't work this time.
[Dom] There is no more time.
[Jaz] I need him.
[Psychopath Fitch]
Who have we here?
[electric crackle]
♪ [heavy music]
[Psychopath Fitch]
Damn!
[Jaz] You need to go
and grab Sophie,
because if I don't grab him
out of there,
he'll stay in there for good.
[Dom] I've got it.
[Jaz] Go, go save her.
[Jaz] Errol, do you know
where you are?
[Alice]
You're slipping so far in
you're forgetting why we
built this level this way!
You're in a nightmare!
♪♪♪
[Sophie] I worked it all out.
[Sophie] The pool is here for
a reason, you know?
[Sophie] Hmm!
[Sophie] I'm it!
[Alice]
There's no narrative here.
[Alice] The setting was so
shocking it didn't need one!
You're in a recorded loop, and
you're going round and round in circles.
[Psychopath Fitch]
Deal!
Weapons!
Torture!
[Alice]
This trail, it never ends!
There is no level-boss to
find here, Errol!
[deep inhale]
[Sophie] I came to make
things right.
[Sophie] I did.
I did make things right.
♪ [soft music]
[Sophie] And all I had to do...
was die!
[Jaz] No!
[thuds onto floor]
[fog hisses]
[Dom] But "The Janitor' saved
her."
She was saved.
This is crazy!
It's madness!
How can we stay sane...
in all of this?
[Errol] Sanity is overrated.
[Dom] He can do better.
[Jaz] Him and me both.
♪ [soft music]
[Jaz] Dom's got a gas-mask.
[Jaz] Let's grab something that
we think could be useful.
[Jaz] I said "useful', Errol."
[Errol] Horror-goggles!
Stress-meter! Survival-genre
mainstay, Sweetheart.
[Errol] Must have drained.
♪ [sinister music]
[Jaz] That isn't right!
[Caspar] Oh!
[Caspar] Cockroaches!
I hate cockroaches!
[Errol] I guess they do work!
[Caspar] Ready...
Let's go.
[glass shatters]
[train wheels clatter]
[train horn blares]
[Julia] You're a fool and a
failure!
[Julia] You're my biggest
mistake in a long-line.
You bring us here! To this?
[Julia] You're no winner.
You're nothing but a wannabe!
I mean, look at you!
[Julia] You can't get it on.
You can't even get it up!
[Julia] What are you good for?
No.. What are you...
what's your use?
Not one damn bit!
[Julia] I'm telling you now,
leave me alone!
All three men in my life!
All of them!
All such disappointments!
[ghostly sigh]
[screaming]
[Jaz] Are you fucking crazy?
[Felix] Aren't we all!
[Eddie] Oh! Hello, Caspar.
[muffled groaning]
[electric buzzing]
[screaming]
[Jaz] Something surged up
through the wiring,
I saw it.
[Errol] That thing pulsed,
and went straight into
our heads.
[feet thud onto floor]
[Dom] "The Janitor' is here."
[Dom] Follow him,
he will save you all.
[Caspar] This mean building
hated us,
even before the pulse.
[Caspar] And now,
"mean' just turned 'malicious'."
[Sibile] Frank!
[Sibile] It's a message,
from God.
[Sibile] Aah!
[Caspar] Rynette?
[Jaz] Come with us!
[Rynette] No I can't.
[Eddie] Like bugs in a game.
[Eddie] Mistakes get made,
they gotta be cleared.
[Jaz] Eddie?
[Caspar] He's up there,
right behind us.
[Eddie] When it's all
about atmosphere.
[Eddie] Gently rising tempo.
[Eddie] You go all
"slash-happ" at my players.
[metal tears]
♪ [dramatic music]
[Eddie] Aah!
[Caspar] Everyone's freaking
out, everywhere.
[Jaz] The pulse prodded us all.
[Jaz] But how badly?
[Caspar] It's bad, really bad!
[Errol] These are definitely
Eddie's notes.
[Errol] The same Eddie who was
behind us in the vents.
[Jaz] And who's now in front.
[Denny] I'm creating the wind.
[Denny] Because everybody knows
the wind keeps the fog at bay.
[Denny] The fog is coming back.
[Dom] Eddie Coetze's got a key!
[Errol] Run!
[Dom] It's how he got
in front of us.
[Jaz] Dom, run!
♪ [dramatic music] ♪
[Dom] Who's there?
- [Dom] Julia?
- [Julia] You always let me down.
[Dom] I won't let them down.
[Dom] I can lead us all out!
[Dom] There's no one else.
[Julia] Oh, yes there is!
[Julia] And you know who!
[Dom] Eddie!
♪ [Julia] Eddie
[coughing]
[gasping noisily]
[Devil] Hello, Caspar...
Come and play with me.
[kettle whistles]
[gasping noisily]
[Caspar screaming]
♪ [sinister music]
[footsteps approach]
[Denny] Thank you, Darlin'.
[Denny] It's lockdown.
It won't open.
[Eddie] Thing with "expectation."
Is to confound it.
♪ [tesne music]
[Denny] Where do you want to go?
Through a back yard
full of dried leaves?
[leaves crunch underfoot]
Who do you want to fight?
[Denny pants excitedly]
With swords?
[metal clashes]
[Denny] Come on!
[Denny] Who do you want to burn?
Fire!
[Eddie] I get it, Denny.
You're an artist!
Foley-Artist!
I listen to the world
in a different way.
I collect "sounds'."
Create "sounds' to order."
Make them better
than they really are.
I'm good.
Oh, I am really good!
But the one thing
I can't ever seem to make...
is the "Credits'."
[Denny] Oh, no!
Ust days spent with
eyes on the monitor.
Hands on the props.
And always left to tidy
up the mess.
[Eddie] Let me ask you this.
What makes something...
Creepy?
[Denny] Squeaking hinges...
I got lots of hinges!
[Eddie] No! No...
The "ordinary'..."
But in the wrong place.
Like this place.
Sometimes, that's all the
creepiness a setting needs.
I like it.
I like it!
You, Denny,
are providing visuals
as well as acoustics.
Who needs jump-scares
when you got weird settings
and progressive creepiness...
[sniggers]
And in game-play,
that makes you a "creator'
indeed."
So, "Denny-from-Audio'",
"Foley-Artist'!"
In this game, you get credits!
[fog hissing]
[air sucking]
[groaning]
[Errol] My head!
[Jaz] We're still here?
[Dom] Headaches indicate at
least
16% monoxide saturation
of the blood.
[Errol] No shit, smart-ass.
[Errol] What happened?
[Errol] The fog.
[Dom] It's gone.
[Dom spits]
[Caspar] Gone?
[Dom] Or we'd be dead.
[Errol] I'm not dead?
Fuck!
I feel like it.
[Errol] And not like it's a one
up.
[Caspar] No, this is not a game.
It's the same life, stupid.
And if we're lucky,
we're stuck with it.
[Dom] Vomiting could indicate at
40% saturation of the blood.
[Errol] "I am not dead',
is the thing."
[Dom] You know, 40% can kill.
[Jaz] Thanks, Dom.
Where did it go?
[Jaz] The fog?
[Denny] The old Sega mega-drive,
[Denny] Early play-stations,
consoles...
Remember the old "Game Boy'?"
[Game-boy beeps]
[Eddie] I remember.
[Eddie's mom] Eddie!
[Eddie] Trip down memory lane.
[Denny] Chip-tunes'.
[Denny] Sound-track for the new.
[Denny] Mashed up Atari
game-tones.
Old hardware, new software.
[Denny] Electro-beats set
to a bass-line and melody...
Mixed in a blender with engine
noise for the sub-sound.
[Eddie] "If music be the
food of love'..."
[Denny] Oh, those tech-heads had
lots of ideas for the game.
[Eddie] So did I!
[Eddie] Though for the moment,
just the one question...
Who's the woman in the deep end?
[Denny] Oh, that would be
my assistant, Sophie.
[labored breathing]
[Jaz] Ah...
[Dom] It's the monoxide.
[Dom] Hits the brain.
Hits it hard.
[Caspar] Great. It's made it
worse!
[Errol] Caspar's psyche
just red-lined.
[Jaz] And I'm "falling'..."
[Caspar] That's her term
for a migraine.
[Caspar] Though... it's more
than just a migraine.
[Jaz] "Eat Me'." Drink Me'.
[Jaz] Like it says in the book..
[Caspar] Do you want me
to hold you?
[Caspar] She sometimes lashes
out.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Errol groans painfully]
[Dom] Motherfucker.
[Denny] She hates swimming
pools.
[Eddie] And yet...
There she is!
[Denny] I'm guessing it's becaue
she can't swim.
There's no water.
[Denny] Won't move.
What are the odds?
[Eddie] Do you hear that?
[Eddie] Voices! Chatter!
[Denny] Oh, that.
Great acoustics!
That's what that is.
We're walking around in circles.
[Errol] We're wasting game-time,
Dominic.
[Dom] Have no fear,
"The Janitor' is here."
[Errol laughs]
[Errol] What a boytjie.
[Denny] Ah.
[Eddie] "" Either the well was
very deep,
or she fell very slowly,
for she had plenty of time as
she went down to look about her,
and wonder-
what was going to happen next "".
A quote. Lewis Carroll.
"Alice's Adventures in
Wonderland."
[Denny] Oh, yeah!
Never heard of her.
[Eddie] Intriguing sound-design.
[Denny] Oh...
He's much nicer than you.
[Eddie] This isn't a horror
movie, folks!
[Eddie] No hiding behind the
cushion, under the bed-sheet,
wait for it to go away.
[Eddie] It isn't just a game,
either.
[Eddie] No pressing "escape'
for the "Exit Game' menu...
You think you're in a safe-zone.
Some "space-between-events',
but you're not, huh."
The finger's firmly on that
"press-up' button."
[Caspar] It's him. Eddie!
[Caspar] Stalker in the vent!
[Eddie] Point being?
[Eddie] I want my protagonists
stewing in fear.
I want their complete loss
of control.
Complete disempowerment.
[Jaz] He thinks he's chief
antagonist.
[Errol] Him and that
fuckin' tutorial!
[Eddie] Yes, a reminder of
what's actually
quite important
in good game design!
[Caspar] He can hear us!
[Errol] Ah!
And may I remind you, Eddie...
We don't give a shit!
So fuck you!
[Caspar] Shh, shh...
Don't antagonize the
crazy person!
[Jaz] We've all gone a little
crazy.
[Errol] Well, it seems like Edds
in a league if his own.
[Eddie] I could bite...
But I'm not.
I got a thick skin.
[Eddie] I also got my notes
back.
[Errol] Well you should've
thrown them in the trash
where they belong, you fuck.
Errol's deliberately riling him
up, and Eddie knows it.
[Jaz] You wanna play with him?
You wanna to see who's the
bigger "monster'?"
[Eddie] Well we can't have
him cornering the market now.
Can we, Sweetheart?
[Jaz] Eddie?
The rest of us aren't playing!
[Eddie] Said like you actually
have control.
[Jaz] Enough to figure
our own way out,
and to ignore you.
[Eddie] Have you now?
Can you now?
You see...
losing control... is key.
Losing self-control,
controls one's self, huh!
Now that's... that's the thing.
That's the beauty of the game.
Of the pulse itself.
Pulse-psychosis makes mere
avatars of us all
[Eddie] Even "Alice'. Our prim
voice of logic and reason..."
"Wonderland' is where Alice
loses control of events."
Loses control of herself,
and losing both...
is the ultimate combination
in fear mechanics!
It's the perfect storm!
"Wonderland' is
"survival-horror' in its purest form!
[Jaz] Enough! We know exactly
what you've been doing.
[Eddie] And all for the best!
[Jaz] No! It's not.
Because we're not playing
the Game.
[Jaz] We're getting out.
Oh no! No you're not.
We're not listening to
you anymore.
[Eddie] Oh yes you are...
Because if you don't,
Sophie's going to die.
[Eddie] She's here with me.
She dies, and it's your fault.
There. See?
See how you just
lost control of events.
The Game needs to be progressed,
and I will see you all immersed
in it, fully!
Before it's done,
you will have responsibilities.
And your actions will
have consequences,
one way or the other!
If death has to have meaning,
as of course, it should,
as of course, it will!
[Jaz] As of course,
it already has!
[Jaz] You've murdered people
already, haven't you,
you sick fuck!
[Eddie] "Meaningfully'."
So there's no need to be rude.
[Eddie] Curiouser and curiouser.
[Eddie] You're my "Alice'."
[Eddie] I'm your Lewis Carroll..
Together we'll build
"Wonderland'!"
[Jaz] I am not playing
your sick fucking game.
[Sophie] Will everything be
alright?
[Eddie] Sure. It's a task.
A "moral dilemma'."
That worthy game-play staple.
It will test, perhaps bind
our protagonists.
We'll see.
[Eddie] But in the end,
death in games is meaningless.
The worst that happens
is you get to start over.
[Sophie] Start over.
[Sophie] Where everyone's happy.
Where everything's alright.
[Sophie] As it should be.
That's nice.
[Eddie] Isn't it...
[Eddie] Though!
[Jaz] He'll do it.
[Jaz] He'll kill her.
[Jaz] We gotta to get Sophie.
You heard him... We don't
have a choice.
[Error] We don't?
[Errol] I don't know no
fuckin' Sophie.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Errol laughs]
[Errol] What's new?
[Errol] There goes your boy,
Jaz.
[Errol] Look, guy's...
Eddie is just trying to jolt the
stress-meter.
We do not have to follow
his lead.
[Jaz] We do if it saves her
life.
[Caspar] So, where are they?
[Caspar's hearing dulls]
[Jaz] Waiting at the end of tha.
[wheezing noisily]
[Dom] Leads to the 7th floor.
[Dom] The old Audio Department.
[Dom] The old Shower rooms.
[Errol] The "Music Room'."
[Jaz] Forget the game-play
setting!
[Jaz] Eddie's going to kill
Sophie!
[Caspar] And we're going down
there.
[Jaz] Cas?
[Dom] Maybe he's hallucinating.
[Dom] 40% monoxide can
do that to a person.
[Eddie] So can an electromagnetc
pulse, genius.
[Dom] Yeah, that too.
[wheezing noisily]
[pigeons cooing]
[wheezing noisily]
[pigeons cooing]
[coughing]
[pigeons flapping]
[Jaz] Cas.
[Jaz] Cas!
[Caspar breaths raggedly]
[Caspar] I hate pigeons.
They're filthy.
[Jaz] You're here with me.
[Jaz] We're going to get
out of this together.
[Caspar] There's no where else
where I want to go.
[Dom winds up the torch]}
[Errol] Right!
[Eddie] My first scripted trap..
My "terrain-feature' for this I."
[Eddie] And that is a tin of do.
[Denny] The chunky stuff's
not so good.
Got to be tightly packed
for the best results.
[Eddie] I'll take your word
fot it.
Basically, the sort that
makes that long, slow,
gushy, sucking sound.
[Denny] Where the air on
the outside
is noisily sucked in...
[Denny imitates sucking sounds]
Inside...
[Denny] It's the go-to
audio-prop for your classic,
"monster-birth' slash
"alien-embryo-explosion'.
I'm flattered.
Shame to waste it...
Heaven knows where the next...
No...
No, thank you!
What I want,
is to integrate action within
the environment.
What I want,
is one of those tools of the
musical-trade.
Chop-chop!
[Denny imitates engine noise]
[Denny imitates engine noise]
[Eddie] No, no, no.
The other one.
[Eddie] What have you got
for "mood-music'?"
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Eddie] That'll do, Denny.
That will do.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Errol] In a world gone
loony-tunes,
that sound is for real.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Caspar] He could be anywhere.
That could be Eddie, up ahead.
[Eddie] You have fifteen
minutes!
[Eddie] Good games don't
stop for guidance.
[Caspar] Or he could be standing
right down there.
[Caspar] Right beneath our feet!
[Eddie] Info's best fed
during interaction.
A game in motion!
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
that the shed at
the head of the bed
the shed was red,
just like the bread...
[Eddie] Fifteen minutes,
or she's dead!
I shed the bread
and fed the shed
that headed the red...
[Eddie] Lovely outfit. Gorgeous!
Events should happen fast...
However, the "Nemesis' should
evolve slowly."
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
and fed the bed
at the end of the shed
the shed was red
just like the bed...
[train horn blaring]
And I am!
♪ [Julia] Eddie
[Jaz] He's telling us he killed
Thabo.
[Caspar] And he's got the axe.
[Jaz] And the clock's ticking.
That's his "info'."
[Errol] "Chop-chop', my friends."
[Julia] Ah, Eddie.
[Julia] Angry, and always
getting nowhere.
[Julia] I've been waiting
for you.
[Julia] Mostly listening to
"word-salad' and" echo' here...
[word-salad] I said the bread
and read the shed
and fed the bed
at the end of the shed
[Julia] Nothing much of any use,
Just repeated...
Over and over like excuses...
A lot like you and Dominic.
[Julia] Am I in hell?
You going to save me from
this double act?
[Eddie] No.
[Julia] No.
[Julia] Dominic would save me.
- [Eddie] That's you.
- [echo] That's you.
- [Eddie] Forever you...
- [echo] Forever you...
-[Eddie] Still playing us off,
-[echo] Still playing us off,
- [Eddie] one against the other.
- [echo] one against the other.
[Julia] And neither one a
winner.
- [Eddie] You're a brutal woman.
- [echo] You're a brutal woman.
- [Eddie] You always were.
- [echo] You always were.
[Julia] Says the angry man
holding the axe.
[Julia] They'll never listen
to you.
[Julia] No one's listening to
you.
[Julia] Becasue why should they?
[Julia] You're a joke, Eddie.
[Julia] A loser...
[Julia] It's stamped all over
you.
[Eddie] My tribute to you.
[echo] My tribute to you.
[Julia] All that self-harm and
never your own fault.
Your own failings, huh, Eddie.
-[Eddie] I got reasons
-[echo] I got reasons.
You're it.
You're my reason!
[echo] You're it.
You're my reason!
[Julia] Love hurts, Eddie.
- [Eddie] Like you'd know.
- [echo] Like you'd know.
[Julia] I had to do what
was necessary.
- [Eddie] For you?
- [echo] For you?
[Julia] For your own good.
[Julia] Because you never
listen!
[Eddie] I tried.
[echo] I tried.
[Julia] Not good enough.
Never good enough!
[Eddie] Nobody could ever be
good enough for you.
[echo] Nobody could ever be
good enough for you.
[Julia] You going to save
me out of this box? Hm?
- [Eddie] No.
- [echo] No.
[Julia] I won't beg...
I won't have it.
[Julia] You won't leave me here.
- [Eddie] I can try.
- [echo] I can try.
[Julia] But never hard enough.
[Julia] Never hard enough.
[Julia] Not like Dom.
[Denny plays tormenting screech]
[Dom] We're close.
[Dom] Very close.
[Caspar] Shh...
[hollow bang]
♪ Throbbing
[Dom] Can't see a thing.
[Dom] There's no one there.
[Jaz] Yeah, "The Janitor' would
naturally assume that, wouldn't he?"
[Dom] It's quicker down
this off-shoot.
[Jaz] Something's wrong.
[Eddie] Choose!
[Eddie] Twelve minutes to
save Sophie!
[Eddie] Actions have
consequences!
[Jaz] No!
[Jaz] This is the way.
[footsteps recede]
[Dom] This is the way.
[Errol] Atta-girl.
[footsteps recede]
[Eddie] You could say the first
fog dynamic was a natural event.
But this one, is definitely by
design.
♪ [tense music]
[Eddie] They're almost here.
Do it now.
[Denny] Crrrr... Copy that!
Crrrr...
[loud blowing]
[Eddie] Nice rendering.
[door bolts and locks]
[Dom] Sophie's down there.
[Caspar] So's Eddie.
We drop down there,
he'll attack us with the axe.
[Jaz] He hasn't finished his
tutorial.
[Errol] "Confound Expectation',
right?"
You'll think he'll attack
and he won't.
[Caspar] Till you think he
won't,
then he will.
[Jaz] Yeah...
good game design.
[Errol] I'll prove it...
"Janitor'..."
Go!
[Jaz] No, don't! Wait!
[Dom] You coming?
[electric crackle]
[Psychopath Fitch]
Back in the Game!
Cool!
[electric crackle]
[Jaz] Hey.
[Jaz] Stay sharp!
[Dom] "X-marks the spot'."
[Jaz] Ah, shit. That fuck!
[Jaz] Sophie, move!
[Jaz] Hey! Sophie!
[Caspar] Get up!
That's killer fog!
[terrified screams]
[Psychopath Fitch]
What is this place?
[Jaz] Sophie!
[Jaz] Sophie!
[Jaz] We can't go in there!
[Dom] You don't have to.
[Dom] "The Janitor' will save
her."
[Jaz] Sure he will, but he can't
take much more of that.
None of us can.
[Dom] The carbon monoxide
is still in our blood.
[Dom] Much more can kill us.
[Jaz] That's why "The Janitor'
has a plan."
- [Dom] He does?
- [Jaz] Yeah.
[Dom] He does!
[Dom] What the hell's he doing?
[Psychopath Fitch]
Weapons!
Nice, can do some damage with t.
Metal stake!
This one's pretty cool.
[Jaz] Oh shit.
[Jaz] Cas.
Keep talking to her.
[Caspar] Sophie.
[Caspar] Sophie!
[Caspar] Get up!
Why are you doing this?
[Sophie] I was ten years old.
[Sophie] My parents were
fighting.
Again.
Fighting all the time.
[Sophie] I'd run...
[Sophie] Hide...
in an empty pool next door.
[Jaz] It was the 70's.
All this...
[Jaz / Alice]
The "Boss' building."
[Alice]
The reason for the meshed win do.
And the dark, toughened
glass you can't open.
You can't break.
The sealed floors,
and the secured offices?
[Jaz] It was built for the
Bureau of State Security.
[Sophie] But I can never
escape it.
Their shouting seemed to echo
around the tiles.
[Sophie] My hair was longer
then.
[Jaz] Paranoia and psychosis
filled this place
long before any pulse.
[Jaz / Alice]
It was like a natural
[Alice]
horror-survival environment.
And we modeled the Game on it.
On its fail-safes,
[Jaz] ...and its ugly past.
[Sophie] I used to imagine,
my hair was sucked in...
Trapped...
Tight in the pumps beneath the
ground.
I'd hold my breath until my
lungs were fit to burst.
I knew if I die,
they'd be sorry.
[Sophie] That's why I'm here.
[Caspar] No!
Get up!
Please!
We modeled this floor on old
stories of it's previous occupants.
[Jaz] Interrogations that
happened here.
They called it... "The Music
Room'."
[Psychopath Fitch]
Torture. Cool.
What's over here?
[Jaz] Errol's in it and I
gotta get him out,
and he will not wanna leave.
[Dom] Another trick up
your sleeve?
[Jaz] Won't work this time.
[Dom] There is no more time.
[Jaz] I need him.
[Psychopath Fitch]
Who have we here?
[electric crackle]
♪ [heavy music]
[Psychopath Fitch]
Damn!
[Jaz] You need to go
and grab Sophie,
because if I don't grab him
out of there,
he'll stay in there for good.
[Dom] I've got it.
[Jaz] Go, go save her.
[Jaz] Errol, do you know
where you are?
[Alice]
You're slipping so far in
you're forgetting why we
built this level this way!
You're in a nightmare!
♪♪♪
[Sophie] I worked it all out.
[Sophie] The pool is here for
a reason, you know?
[Sophie] Hmm!
[Sophie] I'm it!
[Alice]
There's no narrative here.
[Alice] The setting was so
shocking it didn't need one!
You're in a recorded loop, and
you're going round and round in circles.
[Psychopath Fitch]
Deal!
Weapons!
Torture!
[Alice]
This trail, it never ends!
There is no level-boss to
find here, Errol!
[deep inhale]
[Sophie] I came to make
things right.
[Sophie] I did.
I did make things right.
♪ [soft music]
[Sophie] And all I had to do...
was die!
[Jaz] No!
[thuds onto floor]
[fog hisses]
[Dom] But "The Janitor' saved
her."
She was saved.
This is crazy!
It's madness!
How can we stay sane...
in all of this?
[Errol] Sanity is overrated.
[Dom] He can do better.
[Jaz] Him and me both.
♪ [soft music]
[Jaz] Dom's got a gas-mask.
[Jaz] Let's grab something that
we think could be useful.
[Jaz] I said "useful', Errol."
[Errol] Horror-goggles!
Stress-meter! Survival-genre
mainstay, Sweetheart.
[Errol] Must have drained.
♪ [sinister music]
[Jaz] That isn't right!
[Caspar] Oh!
[Caspar] Cockroaches!
I hate cockroaches!
[Errol] I guess they do work!
[Caspar] Ready...
Let's go.
[glass shatters]
[train wheels clatter]
[train horn blares]
[Julia] You're a fool and a
failure!
[Julia] You're my biggest
mistake in a long-line.
You bring us here! To this?
[Julia] You're no winner.
You're nothing but a wannabe!
I mean, look at you!
[Julia] You can't get it on.
You can't even get it up!
[Julia] What are you good for?
No.. What are you...
what's your use?
Not one damn bit!
[Julia] I'm telling you now,
leave me alone!
All three men in my life!
All of them!
All such disappointments!
[ghostly sigh]
[screaming]
[Jaz] Are you fucking crazy?
[Felix] Aren't we all!
[Eddie] Oh! Hello, Caspar.
[muffled groaning]