Room 104 (2017–…): Season 4, Episode 12 - Generations - full transcript

Generations upon
generations have sacrificed...

so that generations upon
generations may... prosper.

Good evening, Keir.

Good evening, Agnes.

How are your nerves
in regards

to the Generations
Ceremony at 0800?

I'm fine, Agnes.

That's good to hear.

You still haven't selected
your Celebration meal.

What's the point of that?

Keir, you know the
Celebration meal is a tradition.



Gotcha!

Is something wrong, Keir?

No... Agnes.

That's good to hear.

Agnes, why...
this type of room?

I'm afraid I'm
unable to answer that, Keir.

Did they test other rooms?

They did.

I don't understand
why you insist on reading

the same book
over and over again.

I could provide you
with a tablet

that would give you access to
thousands of fiction and nonfiction books.

I like this one.

Keir, you have a visitor.



Oh shoot.
I need to make my rounds.

I'll be back in a few hours
after my shift.

Bye, Mom.

You want to see something cool?

Don't tell.

Check this out.

- What's it do?
- Just wait.

So this, these rooms,

they were all for you
and the other children.

The mission is bigger
than any of us.

It's more important
than you or me

or Ryoko and her family,
but it's gonna be worth it.

It's hard to see now,
but it will be.

And when you grow up,
it's going to be up to you too.

I'm sorry you had
to find out like this, Keir.

But why?

I'm afraid I'm
unable to answer that, Keir.

Why?

I'm afraid I'm unable
to answer that, Keir.

You're all liars!

Are you all right, Keir?

I can dispense a
sleeping aid if you'd like.

No, thank you, Agnes.

I recommend more sleep

before the Generations
Ceremony at 0800,

followed promptly
by your Celebration.

Yes. Of course.

I will.

I'd just like to practice
the speech some more.

Goodbye, Agnes.

Goodbye, Keir.

Generations upon generations
have sacrificed...

so that generations upon...

generations may prosper.

For this sacrifice,

we ask not
for your gratitude,

but for your remembrance.

I pass these along
to you, my son,

with the hope that you
can use them as I did,

to help grow you
into who you are today.

How was your
Celebration meal, Wendy?

It was very good.

Thank you for asking, Agnes.

That's good to hear.

May I offer you the flower?

Yes.

A golden host of daffodils.

Lilies, lilies, lilies,

white.

I hope it's the daffodil.

I know it will be.

A golden host of daffodils...

It's out of our hands.

...lilies, lilies, white.

You will be remembered,
Wendy Okafor.

Staying up
all night won't help.

Would you like
to talk about it?

No.

I've known you
for your whole life, Keir.

And I've always
cared about you.

Let me help you.

Your mother and I spoke the
night before her Celebration.

I truly believe I helped her.

I'm... sure you did.

She whispered
to you before she left.

She told you something.

Is that what this is about?

No.

It's hard to
sleep before any big day.

What did you just say?

I said...

It's hard to sleep
before any big day.

I don't even know
what we're doing tomorrow.

That's because
it's a surprise.

The special day
we've been talking about.

Good night, Imi.

Thank you.

Here's your crown, Imi.

I like my crown.
It's pretty...

She's so lucky.

A perfect, normal childhood.

And now we get to tell
her everything.

When I found out...

it broke me.

- My reality was destroyed.
- I know, Keir.

You mother did
the best she could.

Come on.
Let's get to work.

I want everything
to be perfect.

You think she's too young.
I know.

But if we push this
any further,

we miss the chance
to make this... special.

- To do it right.
- She...

She already knows.

She-She knows, knows what?

Everything.
She knows everything.

Keir, she's okay.

How is she possibly okay?!

Because
she's not like you, Keir.

All I ever wanted was to make
this life better for her.

You act like
I don't know you, Keir...

like I didn't watch you hate
your mother all these years,

like I didn't see you barely
acknowledge her the day she left.

I hated her...

because she lied to me.

You hated her for forcing
you into this life.

Life?

How is this a life?

We get no say in anything.

It's not about us.

It's about the mission,
the future.

What about us, though?

Raising children
in these rooms?

Lying to them?
How is this a life?!

It's our life.

Is it?

I love you.

Do you?

Do you really?

Do you know this... us...

was decided
long before we were born.

I know that.

I love you anyway.

I wish you could
love me anyway.

Do you?

Keir?

Mom? Dad?

I considerate
it my greatest failure.

Hmm?

That I couldn't
help you and Ryoko...

- ...before she...
- I don't wanna talk about it.

You will be remembered,

Ryoko Sato.

Keir? Keir?

Yes?

You still have the
opportunity for a few hours' sleep

before the Generations
Ceremony.

Box.

I want to finish the box.

Life?

How is this a life?

It's our life.

You're a liar.

I'm sorry you had to find out
like this, Keir.

So that generations
upon generations may prosper.

Dad?

Dad!

- What?
- I want to see.

What I asked Mom about,

we just never
talked about it.

I want to see.

No, Imi.

Why?

'Cause that's
the way it's done.

Imi, where did you get that?

Found it while
you were sleeping.

Imoko, close the door and
give me the stone, right now!

Keir?

Imoko will be here any minute.

Are you ready?

Ready for what?

For you to tell me
if my presence on this ship

is a net positive?

Keir...

Celebration is part of life.

Celebration is the end of life.

Does anyone ever get to stay?

I'm afraid I'm unable
to answer that, Keir.

Can you just tell
me this one thing, Agnes?

About the room.

Hi, Dad.

Hi... Imi.

Imoko...

generations upon generations
have sacrificed...

Imoko...

generations upon generations
have sacrificed...

so that generations
upon generations may prosper.

Imoko...

my mother agreed to live
her life on this ship

before you were born,

before I was born.

- And for what?
- Keir.

This is not part of
the Generations speech.

I knew my fate would only
lead me to this moment.

And I let that disappointment
ruin... most of my life.

And I wasn't a good
husband to your mother.

- And I wasn't there for you.
- Dad...

No, not-not the way
I should have been.

So...

whether Agnes hands me a lily,

and I walk
out of that airlock,

or I get a daffodil

and another year
on this ship...

it doesn't matter.

Because I don't
deserve your gratitude...

and my life isn't
worth remembering.

Dad...

you and Mom gave me life.

And I know you
didn't choose this.

But it's what we have.

And I have loved
my life with you.

So even if you don't care...

I am grateful.

And I will always
remember you.

And he will too.

I'm sorry
for bringing you here.

I love you, Imoko.

It's time for
your Celebration, Keir.

May I offer you the flower?

Yes.

I never understood...

why a motel room?

I just assumed it was
because back on Earth,

they'd always stay
in places like this

on their way
to somewhere else.

They weren't home,
but at least they were safe.

Hmm.

With people they loved.

Hopefully.

A golden host of daffodils.

Lilies, lilies, lilies, white.

A golden host of daffodils.

Lilies, lilies, lilies, white.

Generations upon
generations have sacrificed

so the generations upon
generations may prosper.

And we all had this idea
for years,

that at a certain point,

someone presses a button
on the wall

and everyone goes
weightless in the room.

And that was how
we reverse engineered

the "Generations" story.

We wanted to come up with
something that was behind it

that could really make this feel
about something.

If you were making a mission
to go really, really far

from Earth to where it was gonna
take about 150 years,

you would have to have these
sort of passengers

who'd know
they would not make it

and were only there
to procreate

so that the next generation
could thrive and get there.

It's not about us.

It's about the mission.
The future.

And that seems very,
very similar to how

a lot of first generation
immigrants describe

their experience.

For this sacrifice,
we ask not for your gratitude

but for your remembrance.

They essentially
sacrificed their quality of life

so they could get themselves
to America,

plant the seeds, so that
the next generation could then

prosper from it.

You will be remembered,
Wendy Okafor.

But what does that mean
if you were

that first generation person
and you're at the end

of your life
and you're looking back

and saying, "The only value
of what I set up for myself

was to be a stepping stone
for someone else to go,"

and do you feel
resentful about that?

Or do you love your children
enough to feel good about that?

You hated her for forcing you
into this life.

Life?
How is this a life?

So, the whole episode is sort of
an examination of that.