Pulse (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript

♪ [dramatic music]

[screams]

[screams]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[Meadow] We need to talk
about the lift.

[Jaz] We spoke to the landlord.

[Jaz] They'll fix the other
lift, to access your floor, but,

we're not sharing our lift
with you.

[Dom] Eddie Coetze, still
playing games.

[Eddie] And you, still wasting.



[EMP blast]

[deep exhale]

[Errol] Someone decided we
should play this game for real.

[Dom] Some like you.

[Eddie] Someone with an EMP
Bomb!

[Jaz] The Pulse prodded us all.

[Jaz] But, how badly?

[Caspar] It's bad.

[Caspar] Really bad!

[clatters onto floor]

[Jaz] I don't know you,
Dominic Boyd.

[Jaz] And I need to.

[Dom] Julia?

[Julia] You always let me down.



[Dom] I won't let them down.

[Dom] I'm saving them,
you'll see.

[balloons exploding]

[Jaz] Who unlocked this door?

[Crispin] Eddie. He asked me to
save the show for an audience.

[fearful shouts]

[Eddie] Now!

[loud explosion]
[excited breathing]

[Jaz] He killed him.

[Errol] Eddie doesn't want us
to know.

[Errol] Not now... not for sure.

[Caspar] Where am I?

[Eddie] Separated, is where you.

[Eddie] Being alone is key.

[Eddie] And the worse terrors
are always your own.

[Dom] You saw which way they
went?

[Dom] Down is still the only
place for them to go.

[Dom] [muffled] Help!

[Crispin] "Alice in Wonderland'."

[Crispin] You've got the
syndrome.

[Jaz] Where the hell is all
of this going, Crispin?

[Crispin] To the aliens.

[Errol] You know we put her AWS
into the game?

[Errol] And I'm in the game!

[electronic buzz]

[Dom] Waah!

[Dom] Copies...
of Casper Lee's journal.

[Dom] There's more in the
hallway.

[Dom] He could still be alive.

[Eddie] People die. It's number.

[Eddie] Loyal dog dies!

[thud]
[electronic buzz]

[Ukhrane] Oh, God, help me.
My name is Ukhraam.

And I need help.

You see the situation where I
am.

Please God, help me.

♪ Take me away from here

♪ I am alone in this world

♪ No one wants to stay ♪

♪ Please won't you take me ♪

♪ Away from here

♪ A a a ah

♪ Hey! Please! Help me!

[Papa Dube] We are bewitched!

[Papa Dube] Spiders nest in
your head.

Snakes writhe in your guts.

[Papa Dube] The Bewitchers thems
are possessed...

They must all be stopped.

♪ [sinister music]

[panicked breaths]

[echo]
[Jaz] Caspar...

[retching]

♪ [childish music] ♪

[Jaz] Caspar?

[Jaz] Caspar!

[Errol] Relax...

[Errol] It ain't Caspar.

[Errol] So, who the fuck is
this?

[metallic scraping]

[wet splat]
[coughs, chokes]

[coughs, chokes]

[Denny] Who the fuck is that!

[Eddie] He didn't say.

[Eddie] Seeing that, I wasn't at
to ask...

and now...

[blood platters onto floor]

There seems no point.

I suspect he's no one's idea of
game-developers with "issues'."

[papers rustle]

[scribbling on wall]

[Denny reads]
[Denny] Be.. In.. Touch!

[Denny] Nice!

[Caspar sighs]

[whoosh, slash]
[electric moan]

[Jaz] He's here.

I know it...

That pulse shot everyone's
psyces to the moon.

And my distortions too.

[Jaz] It's showing me things.

[Errol] Yeah, but it didn't
shout Eddie grabbin' Caspar.

[Jaz] It did. I just didn't
"see' it right."

I'm still learning to read.

[piercing whine]

I can grab a room, and pull it
close at what counts...

[electric buzz]

[Jaz] I can "feel' someone...
even in the dark."

You see, movement or breathing
dispels air, so, it distorts that too.

Either I'm going mad as
everyone else, or...

he's right here.

[Caspar weeps]

[Jaz] Caspar! Are you okay?

What has he done to you?

[Errol] Fuck'n Eddie shot
Pumpkin with a staple-gun.

[Jaz] Look, whatever he's said,
whatever he's done to you,

it doesn't matter, okay?

[Jaz] We came back for you...

we came back to get you.

Say something.

[Errol] Ah... we love you,
Caspar.

[Jaz] I mean, who does he think
he is?

[Jaz] When I get my hands on
that Eddie,

he can take his tutorial
and shove it up his ass.

[Jaz] Come on, Cas.

Hey, say something.

Something weird about mold or,

I don't know!

[Caspar] Where the hell have
you been?

[Caspar] Aah...

[Errol and Jaz laugh]

[Errol] Welcome home, Pumpkin.

[papers hit floor]

[Errol] Hell yeah!

♪ [fast music]
[Jaz] Ah... [laughs]

[Lackey 1] They killed Stretch.

[Papa Dube] Does Meadow know?

[Meadow] I'm just so tired of
the fucking people.

Get them ready.

I'm going to kill them all.

♪ [intense drumming]
[scraping clothes, coughing]

[Jaz] You smell that?

[Errol] Ganga!

[Errol] It's fuck'n dope!

[Caspar] Cannabis?

[Caspar] In my condition? Great!

[Errol] Ah... you could say
things are looking up.

[Caspar] Really?

[Jaz] With weed psychosis...

more ramped up paranoia!

[Dom] And that fake
prophet-witchdoctor

squatting down on the third
floor.

[Caspar] A "witchdoctor'?"

[Caspar] He is fake, right?

[hollow echos]

[Errol giggles]

[Dom] Is that...?

[Jaz] Snow.

[Jaz] Is that snow?

[Dom] It looks like snow.

[Caspar] Snow?

[Caspar] Am I high already?

[Errol] Suck it up, Pumpkin.

[Errol giggles]

[Dom] It's plastic.

[Dom] Shredded plastic.

[ominous beat]
[whispering whoosh]

[Dom] Hello, Santa.

[Santa] Merry Christmas!

♪ Light tinkling

Who does not love Christmas?
[laughing]

[Santa] Don't be a naughty boy
now and spoil it.

[Dom] It's not Christmas.

[Santa] Santa's got something
really special for naughty boys.

[knife slices]
[Santa] Oooh!

[Santa coughs]

[blood drips]
[Eddie] Aah!

[Dom] It's Eddie Coetze.

[Errol] Eddie's Santa?

[Jaz] Well let me through,

I want to have a word
with that fucker!

[Eddie] Everybody out!

[Eddie] Another of the
squatters?

[metallic bumping]

[Dom] You've been opening too
many doors.

[Eddie] You've got a key.
Why didn't you?

[Jaz] What... what did you say?

[Eddie] You didn't know?

"The Janitor' has got his
own Master-key."

[Caspar] You tortured me,
you bastard!

[Eddie] Torture... please!

[Eddie] What you got was
ruffled.

[Eddie] Be grateful! Take note..

[Jaz] We could've gotten out!

[Jaz] We could've avoided all t?

[Dom] "The Janitor' has got
a better plan."

[Eddie] Oh, and something so
suitably "heroic', I'll just be."

Well, I've got plans for you,
too!

[Errol] Did I miss something?

[Errol] A chance at the Level
Boss!

[Eddie] Everybody can forget
their plans!

[Eddie] Plan is...

[Eddie] We're... coming with
you.

[Errol laughs]

[Eddie] It's not a request.

[Dom] Great. The one guy "The Janitor'
doesn't particularly want to save."

[Eddie] Oh my God, I don't
expect you to save anyone.

[clears throat]
[Denny] Hi, I'm Denny.

[Denny] Denny-from-Audio?

[Jaz] After what you did to Cas.

To us...

[Jaz] And you expect to just
join up?

[Eddie] Look... the game has
changed.

The players in it...

They're "Papa Dube's'."

[Jaz] Who's Papa Dube?

[Dom] The witch-doctor
"The Janitor' mentioned."

[Caspar] You said he was a fake!

[Eddie] Fake prophet. Real crim.
Just like the others.

[Jaz] There's others?

[Eddie] Yeah.
[Denny] Hmm.

[Denny] Ooh!

♪ S[inister music] ♪

[Papa Dube] If Stretch was
killed.

It was all his fault.

He fucked up the magic.

[deep inhale]

[Eddie] Papa runs the bottom
three floors,

and we've gotta get through
them all.

[Eddie] He doesn't just sell
drugs and magic,

he uses both to protect himself,
and what's his.

[sharp ringing]
[Papa Dube] We will prepare...

and you will go out.

[Papa Dube] Impervious to blade.

[Papa Dube] ...or bullet.

[knife slices flesh]
♪ [intense music]

[Dom] All they have to do is
believe and the magic's real.

[Dom] They think they're all
powered-up... they think...

[Eddie] They think they're
invincible...

These guys would kill way
before any pulse.

[Eddie] You need me!

[Jaz sniggers]

[Eddie] Oh, him too. End of.

- [Eddie] It's that simple.
- [Jaz] Hmm.

[Papa Dube] Your sisters have
withdrawn their protection...

to the mercy of the possessed.

[Papa Dube] You must fight them.

[Papa Dube] Draw strength
through pain...

[flame flares up]

[Papa Dube] You shall kill
them all.

♪ [intense music]

[Papa Dube] You will be
protected.

[Meadow] I know, we've got guns.

[Papa Dube] You should start
believing.

[knife clips onto belt]

[high pitched ringing]

[low murmur and groan]

[Denny] That's it!
That's what's missing...

Rock-salt...[laughs]

For that effective foot-crunch a
frozen snowscape.

[Eddie] I've got a theory...

You're our mystery EMP bomber.

[Jaz] What?

[Eddie] You planted the bomb to
save the girl...

Heroically, naturally.

[Eddie] That was your plan.

[Jaz] Eddie, you're
full of shit.

You know what I think?
You're the bomber.

And when we get out here,
I'm going prove it!

So you leave him out of your
damned "tutorial'!"

[Eddie] See?

She doesn't think you're capable
of anything!

[Jaz] That's not what I said.

[Eddie] But you're right of
course, he's not a bomber!

He's not that important.

He is, after all, nothing but
the janitor.

[Jaz] What do you care?

[Dom] Oh... he cares.

He sees "The Janitor' on a cozy
social notch way below "Security Guy'..

[Dom] That's fine by me.

[Dom] "The Janitor' is my cover."

[Eddie] Hmm...

[Eddie] Bullshit! What are you
talking about?

[Dom] My work with the
"Occult Squad'."

[Eddie] He's lying!

[Dom] "The Investigative
Psychology Unit'"

of the South African Police.

[Eddie] You can Fuck! Right!
Off!

[Errol laughs]

[Errol] Fuck'n love it!

[Errol] The Occult Squad?

That's just gotta top the
"Security-Guy'!"

[Errol laughs]

[Papa Dube] Ghost-Dancer...

To see his face...

is to die!

[cover squeaks]

♪ [intesne music]

[Papa Dube] Death comes with
its touch...

[gunshot]
[body slams onto floor]

[Papa Dube] Ghost-Dancer comes
in judgement...

But seems not for me.

♪ [intense music]

[Eddie] He's lying!

Don't you see? He's delusional,
he's making this up!

He's nothing but a janitor!

[Dom] And really shouldn't be
blowing his cover.

[Jaz] Why does all this matter
to you so much?

Like, what is it with you two?

[Dom] He's a twat!

But "The Janitor' has to save
him",

despite everything, and...

He's also my brother.

[Jaz] First, an occult cop!

Next, he is "Brother'?"

A bit like the
master-fucking-key-thing!

[Jaz] Dominic Boyd, a regular
litany of great surprises!

[Eddie] It's half-brother,
actually.

[Dom] Different fathers...
different surnames.

[Eddie] The same wonderful mum.

[Dom] No, you couldn't call her.

And she wouldn't have you
call her that!

[Eddie] "Julia' was her name."

[Eddie sighs]

[Jaz] Anything else worth
mentioning?

You know, like...

In passing?

[Dom] We rarely talk...
him and I.

[Eddie] We're not close.
It's a family trait.

[Denny] Uhm, these guys are
close.

[Denny] And closing in dramaticy
audio-based manner.

[metal clanging]

[Denny] Chains lashed against
a car door... no, no...

[Denny] Spanners against an old
dustbin lid?

[Julia] What are you good for?

You know, what are you...
what's your use?

[subway sounds]
Not one damn bit!

[train wheels clatter]
I'm telling you, leave me alone.

All the men in my life...
all of them!

All such disappointments!

[Dom] They think they're
invincible.

[Jaz] Whoever it is, it's real.

It's real, and they're coming.

[Errol] Oh, yeah!

[Errol] The hunt is on.

[Caspar] So what the hell are we
doing standing here?

[Errol] Getting seriously stone,
Pumpkin.

[metal banging]

[Denny] I need to block a hole.

♪ [dramatic music]

[Denny] Keep out the
naughty kids, Santa.

We don't wanna play with them.

[crackling and melting]

[shrill whine]

[Jaz] You're not me.

[Jaz] I don't recognize you.

[Reflection] Because you're
not you anymore.

[baby cries in the distance]

[Reflection] Did you hear that?

[Reflection] Do you hear that
baby cry?

[shower curtains flap open]

[bubbles burst]
[baby cries]

♪ [dark music]

♪ [music quickens]

[Meadow] I'm gonna fry his
fucking liver in acid!

[electric fizzing]

[batteries clatter]

[voice echos]
[Julia] Eddie.

[Julia] Eddie!

[subway train rhythmic clatter]

[flying sounds]

[Dom] I have a plan.

[Julia] A dream of being heroic!

[swooshing sounds]

[Julia] So rude...

Won't even look up...

[Julia] Not even when I'm
talking to you.

[Dom] I always wanted a T-shirt
like Superman's.

[Julia] And never got one.

[Julia] Doesn't do to
encourage self-delusion.

[Julia] It's a fake image.

[Julia] It all is...

wishful thinking.

[Julia] Look at you!

[Julia] Lacking everything
but anger.

[Julia] You're worse than
useless.

[Julia] You never were anyone's
idea of a hero.

[Dom] Not yours, I know that.
Not ever.

[Dom] And where does that leave.
Our own mother?

[Julia] Wondering if Eddie's
got a better plan?

[Julia] I bet Dominic's got a
better plan!

[screeching and crying]

[baby cries]

[Jaz] Do you hear a baby?

[Jaz] Do you hear a baby... cry?

[Dom] There's no baby...

Just the sound of a subway in
my head.

[Eddie] Mine too.

But a baby...

[Eddie] A baby... now that...

is interesting.

[Jaz] Forget it. It's nothing.

So, brothers, huh?

Half-brothers...

[Jaz] There's a story!

[Jaz] Please tell it.

[baby cries]

[Jaz] Now, would be great.

[Dom] We were boys when
our fathers left...

His, and then mine.

[Eddie] Neither could bear
to stay.

[Dom] She blamed them.

[Dom] Blamed us for,

well, everything...

[Eddie] Always playing us off.
One against the other...

[Eddie] The "failure'..."

[Dom] And always there's
the "failure'."

We were never good enough.

Anyone could do better.

[Eddie] Everyone could do
better.

[Dom] Neither of us tough
enough,

fast enough, bright enough.
At anything.

[Eddie] At everything.

[Dom] It all just fed her
growing paranoia.

[Eddie] The conspiracies
against.

[Dom] And one day it's the
teachers, spoiling our thoughts.

[Eddie] One day,

it's the neighbors,
"attacking' us with noise."

[Eddie] The whispers through
the walls...

[Dom] The sounds of the subway..

[Eddie] She was obsessed.

[train wheels screech]
[deep exhale]

[Eddie] Got so bad she rarely
ate, slept at all.

[Dom] In the end, she thought we
hated her.

[Eddie] Huh...

In the end, I did.

[Dom] We'd always fail her.

[Dom] And she'd always hurt us
in the worst way she could.

[Eddie] Hurting herself...

[Eddie] Our punishment...

was her pain.

[Dom] Always for us to see.

[ragged breaths, footsteps]

[burning flesh]
[Julia] Aah!

[sniffing, winces in pain]

[Julia] Do you smell this?

Do you see this?

This is love.

[echo]
This is love

[Eddie] They're closer.

[Julia] There has to be a price
for failure, Dominic.

And it has to be paid for...

Even is someone else is paying.

[flesh burning]
[Julia quivers in pain]

[heater clatters onto floor]

[Julia] Do you smell that,
Eddie?

Do you see that, Dominic?

That is love!

[Game boy sounds]

[Dom] Eddie retreated into Game.

[Dom] And I used to draw...

[Dom] Mostly what I wanted
to be.

[Dom] Eddie was bigger, older.
He could be cruel...

[crayon scribbling]

[Dom] So I drew drawings that
he'd leave be.

[Dom] I hid them... I did,
I hid them.

But things with Julia got so bad
that she used

search our rooms when we
were at school.

[papers flutter onto floor]
[Julia sniffs]

[haggard breathing]

[Dom] And then Eddie made sure
she found one.

[Julia sobs]

[Dom] And then we both got
more than what we bargained for.

[distant screaming]
[gunshot]

[Errol] Shit!

[Caspar] They're coming!
We can't go back.

[gunshot]

[exclaims]

[Jaz] Ah, shit, they're close!

[Dom] She's coming.

Do you see it? Do you see her?

[Julia] Ah, the men in my life!

All of them...

All-such-a-disappointment!

All failures, boys.

Ooh! Never that finger on the
button.

[subway noises]

[Julia] You weren't expecting
this.

Of course you weren't...
Well, that's the point.

[static whine]

[Julia] Someone's gotta pay
the price.

[Julia] Do you smell it, Eddie?

[Julia] See it, Dominic?

[flame crackles]

[Julia] That's love!

[Julia] Gotta go, boys.

Got a train to catch.

[train horn]
[flame crackles]

[heavy thud]

[subway train wheels clatter]

[Dom] My guilt...

was drawing her suicide note!

[Dom] And his?

His was giving it to her...

It's haunted us both ever since.

[Eddie] Like she always wanted.

[Jaz] Dom...

I'm really sorry.

But you were kids...

[Jaz] and she was...
she was ill.

[Jaz] You're here now...
We need to find...

[Caspar] Those noisy fucks
are right behind us!

[Caspar] And I've been
through enough! Right!

You said you had a plan!

And you too!

We need to move, right now!

[Errol] Looks like they both got
the same plan.

[Eddie] I thought of it first!

[Dom] That's bollocks!
Complete bollocks!

[laughing] [Errol] And
they're arguing over it.

[paper crackles]
♪ [fast music]

[Jaz] Well? Seeing as you
both got a Master-key!

[Eddie] Hurry! Good!

[door squeaks open]

[Caspar] We've got to go!

They've got guns!

[Denny] I can do guns.

[Caspar] Real guns.

Not staple-guns! Real bullets!

[Denny] I can do bullets.

Buy some time!

[Caspar] Ah!
[Errol] Ah, fuck! We're saved!

[Denny] No, seriously, guys,
I can do this!

A few shots, and then I'll
catch up with you.

Besides, you don't have time.
Go! Go! Go!

[Meadow] Fuck!

[Meadow] I fucking hate
Christmas!

[Meadow] Get this fucking muppet
out of here!

They're up there.

[Denny] Hey, lock... lock the
door behind you.

[Denny] It'll slow them down.

[Eddie] It's suicide, Denny.

[Denny] I got metal-washers.

Heavy. Big holes.

Ball-bearings...

Bullets.

You want "em to sound fuzzy,
turn off?"

Or something fast and airy?

[Eddie] Just... hit what you're
aiming at, I guess.

[Denny] I'm a good shot, Eddie.

Can whizz "em close as you like
to mics in the ducting..."

Great... acoustics.

[Eddie] Why, Denny?

[Denny] I guess I'm finally
putting my name in lights.

Get them out of this place!

I'm gonna get good credits!

[door locks]
[keys rattle]

[Caspar] What's happening?
Is he okay?

Is he coming?

[Eddie] He's wrapping up
his back-story.

[Denny] Spell my name right,
Eddie!

[Caspar] Wait... what are you
doing?

We can't just leave him!

Don't know what they're
gonna do to him.

[Eddie] Kill him! Probably.

Now, help!

[heavy scraping on floor]

[Dom] Wait! What are you doing?

[Eddie] He made his choice.

What? Are you pissed you don't
get to be the hero?

[Dom] It seems I care more
about him than you do.

[Eddie] I care more than
you think.

♪ [sinister music]

[shells clatter onto floor]

[Eddie] Now... move! Move.

[ball bearing zings]
[ugh!]

[ball bearing zings]
[aagh]

[Denny breaths heavily]

[heavy breathing]

[Meadow] Move.

[catapult clatters on floor]

[gunshot]
[shell bounces on floor]

[ughhh]

[pistol shot echos]

[Dom] Do you think...?

[Caspar] That's it.

[Denny gasps for breath]

[Meadow] Get this fat fuck out
of the way.

[Denny gasps for breath]

[bang on door]

[Dom] Denny, is that you? Denny?

[Eddie] It isn't. Let's go!

[Eddie] Where're you going?
We can't go back there.

[Dom] Can we at least try and
slow them down?

[door rattles]

[Eddie] You're right. There're
too many of them... Let's go.

[Eddie] Jasmin?

Jaz... are you okay?

[Errol] She's hearing things!

[Jaz] Hey...

I heard a baby... cry.

[metal clanging]

[Caspar] Come, we gotta go.

[Caspar] Hey... hey...

[Caspar] Eddie says this goes
all the way down.

We're gonna get out.

[Errol] No, we can't.

[Eddie] What does that prick
say?

[Caspar] Oh! What the fuck!

[Caspar] Ah, it must be that.

[Errol] It's some fake
Sangoma bullshit!

[Errol] Gets worse!

[Caspar] Oh!

[Caspar] So how long's that
been there?

[Eddie] That's fine.
We're going down there.

[Errol] Yeah... About that.

[Caspar] Fuck!

[Errol] I know, Pumpkin... It's
been a long night, just hang in there.

[Eddie] We've got to try...
Tunnel through it.

[Errol] What's the betting it's
all the way down.

[Dom] Well, best we get started.

[Caspar] Let's for a line.

[Errol] Be my guest.

[Caspar] What is all this?

[Eddie] Probably the shit from
three floors of squatters...

[Reflection] Nose-bleed. Hmmm?

[Reflection] Marks another
journey into "Wonderland'?"

[banging on door]

[banging on door]

[Reflection] This time you hit
the jackpot... [laughs]

[Reflection] Isn't that right,
mister?

[deep inhale of breath]

[Reflection] That can happen
when you're dead.

[deep exhale]

[Reflection] But then, I'm not
talking about him.

[Reflection] I'm talking about
you.

[Dead body] Indeed...

you just take a mighty
pulse-wave.

[Dead body] And add all the
stress.

And voilà!

From "Wonderland'..."

To "Slumberland'."

[Dead body] Oh, that blissful feeling
of knowing you're already dead.

[Dead body] Welcome to
"Cotard's Syndrome'!"

[Reflection giggles]

[Jaz] That can happen when
you're dead.

[Dom] Hey, what did you say?

[metal banging]
This is hopeless!

[metal banging]

[Eddie] Dangerous! They're goino
be through that door any minute.

Stop wasting time!

[Dom] But we have no other choie
but to go through there.

[metal clanging]

[Jaz] Your faces...

[Dom] Jaz!

[Caspar] Jaz...

♪ [tense music]

[Eddie] "“Who are you? Said the
Caterpillar... Explain yoursel"”"

[Jaz] "“I can't" ” said Alice.

"“I'm not myself" ”.

[Caspar] What's wrong with her?

[Errol] She thinks she's dead.

[Caspar] What?

[Errol] You did this to her!

[Errol] Me?

Cotards' syndrome did this shit!

"Cotard's' is why some decide to
sit in graveyards,

you should know how this
shit works.

[Caspar] What the fuck are you
talking about?

[Errol] People who prefer the
dead for company.

[Caspar] Okay, just say that.

[Errol] Take a fucking look!

[Dom] She isn't dead!

[Dom] And I won't let her
keep it company.

[Caspar] Look at that...
he thinks he's "Prince Charming."

[Eddie] "Prince Charming' forgot
the key in the lock!"

♪ [music builds]

[labored breathing]

[Jaz] "“We're all mad here" ”,
said the Cheshire Cat...

[Papa Dube] Ghost-dancer brought
you to me.

[shrieks]

[Meadow] I will cut off your
children's toes,

and feed them to you!