Severance (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Episode #1.7 - full transcript
Who are you?
Come with me.
You could've thrown away Petey's
phone weeks ago. Why didn't you?
I'm sorry, just... Who are you?
I'm the one who
helped your friend.
Helped? You mean
reintegration? It killed him.
The procedure didn't kill Petey.
If he had followed my
post-op instructions
and not simply run away at
the first sign of sickness...
So, you... You're a doctor?
I put that chip in your head,
and I'm still the only
one who can deactivate it.
Maybe I don't want
it deactivated.
Right. Well, maybe
your innie does.
You wonder what he thinks about all this,
don't you? You wonder if he's happy?
I hate that term,
"innie." So infantilizing.
Then again, you've been
severed for two years, right?
So your innie really
is still just a baby.
My innie lives his own life and,
as a result, I get to live mine.
But he only exists
because of you.
And for all intents and
purposes, he is you.
Do you really think he's
different down there?
Combs his hair differently,
laughs at different jokes?
Maybe he loves it, you're right.
But maybe he doesn't.
Maybe he dreams every day about
clawing his way to the surface.
But you wouldn't know.
You'll never know.
You brought him into this
world without his permission,
based on your own desire
for emotional convenience.
I'm not a bad person.
I think you wanna
do what's right.
Both of you.
Mr. Scout.
Do I know you?
We work together. Down there.
You having a chat
with someone, Mark?
It's okay. I'm a friend.
Shit!
What the fuck are you doing?
- Grab his arms.
- What?
Come here. His arms.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, fuck! Oh, my God.
Fuck. Oh, God.
I work with him.
No, you don't.
He's Doug Graner. Head of
security on the severed floor.
Security? Oh, my God.
Okay, I'm gonna get
sick. I need to throw up.
- I'm gonna throw up right now.
- Don't! Don't! Don't!
Your DNA's in that!
Look, Graner's security card.
Full access, and it
can't be tied to anyone.
Take it to work tomorrow.
He'll know what to do.
Who'll know what to do?
You.
Give me the phone. Petey's
phone. Give it to me.
I'll take care of this.
Go home, get rid
of your clothes.
Go now.
I'll be in touch.
It's gonna be okay.
We'll finish what
Petey started, Mark.
Now get the fuck out of here!
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
Just getting some water.
Do you need anything?
Where were you?
Who, me?
- Yeah.
- Just...
I heard the car.
You heard a car?
You're being weird.
Maybe it was just a dream.
I've been up for an hour,
and you weren't here.
Okay, just...
I'm sorry, I…
I just needed to drive a little.
Are you okay?
Well, I mean, this is kind
of a big deal for me. And…
I don't know. It's...
Do you want me to go?
Maybe.
Maybe.
Fucking shit.
Mark!
- Hey.
- You're out early in all this snowiness.
You usually dispose of your
waste in the early afternoon.
Oh, well, just getting a head
start on the day, I guess.
You look troubled, Mark.
Maybe we should talk later over
a nice hot cup of lavender tea?
Yeah. I'm just gonna see
how the day goes, you know?
Jack Frost certainly needs
some new dandruff shampoo.
Burt G.
Mr. Milchick. Pleasure
to see you, sir.
- So early.
- Please, sit.
Thank you.
I have something for you.
The missing 7199-G.
Oswald will be so delighted.
I, too, am delighted.
Oh, good. Now we can focus
on the final preparations.
- That we can.
- Without interruptions.
- That we shall.
- Excellent.
- May I?
- Yes, of course.
Outstanding.
- Yep.
- Wow.
You've been a great leader
to this department, Burt G.
Thank you.
You deserve something special.
Not... Not a trip to
the break room, I hope.
Yesterday was quite enough.
No. No, not that.
Something else. Stay tuned.
Dylan G. Good morning.
What the hell was that?
Walk with me.
What happened last night is
called the overtime contingency.
It's a safeguard we occasionally employ
to remotely awaken workers off-site.
You never told us
you could do that.
It's for emergency use only.
And I didn't consult Ms. Cobel
because she's been so stressed.
The boy. Was he...
Was that my son?
He'd agreed to count to a
thousand, which he then violated.
I really wouldn't mention this
to your colleagues, Dylan.
This OTC's pretty
need-to-know. Understand?
Can you tell me his name?
Not knowing is
probably for the best.
Hey, I know this has
been a tough quarter.
I'm gonna see about rustling
you up some special perks.
That sound good?
Good man, Dylan. Good man.
Mark S. Good morning.
Good morning.
So, am I going to the...
I'm here to escort
you to your desk.
New protocol.
Sounds good.
Lead the way.
Wait, we're locked in now?
I prefer the phrase,
"safely situated."
These doors help us to ensure you all
are tucked nicely in your work spaces.
Did Mr. Graner order this?
Mark S. Is here.
Have a seat.
- I…
- Coffee. Black. I'll bring it to you.
Good morning, Mark.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Mark, what is this?
How're you doing, Irv?
I'm well, thank you. I...
The renovations are… very nice.
Yeah.
Dylan, you all right?
I'm fine.
That's the best you can do? Where's
the sly, profanity-laced comeback?
Here you go. Straight
from the hills of Rwanda.
Thanks.
Hey, it's me. Don't know if you
heard, but Graner didn't come in.
Everything's fine, just
wondering where you are.
So I lean my upper
body slightly forward,
while cradling the top
of the neck, just so.
Exhale softly. Just a
whisper of a breeze.
Then I do this, and this.
Show the baby the
areola, and we latch.
Now you try.
All right.
You ready? You ready, buddy?
Okay.
- Yeah, expose the areola. Let her see it.
- Okay.
- She's...
- There she is.
- Yes, Eleanor, yes! Yes.
- Oh, my God.
Baby sips, baby sips.
So she goes into the airport
restroom to try to hand express.
She gets into the stall, and she's
trying to do it in the toilet paper,
but it's just flying everywhere.
- Yes, like an angry fire hose.
- Oh, no!
Stop.
Oh, God. Thank you
for helping me.
Did you say you need
to get to the store?
They can do without
me. I'm having fun.
Besides, it's not as if you have
a fleet of nannies and manservants
coming to take care
of you, do you?
Nope.
I met this rich woman
at the birthing retreat.
I guess her husband's
a state senator.
Oh, wow.
I know, but it was weird 'cause I saw
her again at the park a few days later,
and she 100% didn't remember me.
What a snoot.
Yeah.
Like... I don't
know. This is stupid.
Mark's company, Lumon, they say that
they only sever people for work.
But I was thinking,
what if someone...
Like, what if you wanted a
baby, but you didn't wanna...
I don't know.
Well, I don't think I'd
remember even Clark Gable
if I'd just given birth, so…
Yeah.
Severed.
Why do you think Mark did it?
Well, it was right
after he lost his wife.
At first, he tried to keep teaching
at the college, but he couldn't.
Does he ever talk about her?
Not as much as I'd wish.
When my husband passed, I
thought I saw him everywhere.
It was just so hard.
Does Mark ever
think he sees her?
Hey.
Hey.
- I was just in the bathroom.
- Yeah?
Yeah. Hey, what ever
happened to the soap labels?
- The soap labels?
- Yeah.
Shouldn't there be labels on the
soap dispensers saying, "soap"?
There's never been that.
We all know it's soap.
Seems like an O&D question.
Irv, you know we
can't go anywhere.
I mean, I get that you're
worried about Burt.
Suppose he's being
disciplined for our visit?
Suppose he is, thanks to you.
If only someone had told you
that going there was a shitty
fucking idea from the jump.
Good day, Refiners!
What's this?
It's an MDE.
She got to 75%?
Helly R., please step forward.
MDE?
By reaching 75% refinement
on Siena, you have earned
for you and your fellow refiners a
five-minute Music Dance Experience.
Mr. Milchick, she's at 73%.
Yes, well, it's been a
tough morning on all of us.
- Why for you?
- And I thought a little frivolity
would be just what
the doctor ordered.
Helly, please
approach the MDE cart.
You may choose one
genre and one accessory.
The maraca. Excellent choice.
Should've gone
for the castanets.
I choose "Defiant Jazz."
Though this experience
is in Helly's honor,
I urge all the refiners to take
advantage of the opportunity presented.
Wow.
Okay.
Cheers.
I'm nervous!
Come on, Mark.
Irving, what you
got? Let's see it.
Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.
- What is his name? Tell me his name!
- Dylan! Get him off me!
Get him off me!
- He's biting me!
- Dylan, what the hell!
- Jesus Christ! Dylan! Come on, Dylan!
- He's biting me!
He broke the skin.
He needs a full
tetanus toxoid panel.
You've done it now, Dylan. I'm
reporting this to Ms. Cobel.
Yeah, you wanna go
see her together?
The Music Dance Experience
is officially canceled.
What is wrong with you?
They can wake us up.
What?
On the outside. It's called
the overtime contingency.
What are you talking about?
Last night, after I
went up the elevator,
I woke up outside, in
my house, with Milchick.
What?
I saw my son.
And then he hugged me.
He was so happy to see me.
Then Milchick pulled him
off, and it was over.
It happened so fast, I just
keep trying to remember more.
- Jesus, Dylan. That's crazy.
- Yeah, it's not fair.
And now I'm just supposed to have
that in my head every day here.
And I never get
to see him again.
He's not your son, Dylan.
He's your outie's son.
That's bullshit.
He's my son too.
This is good. We could use this.
What?
If they can wake us
up on the outside,
what's to stop us from
doing it to ourselves?
What's to stop us?
We can find whatever they use to
control it and, you know, commandeer it.
We can all see the outside,
find out who we are.
But, Helly, forgive me, but
that's perverse. We're innies.
Plus, the controls are surely
somewhere we can't access.
Like the security office?
Is that…
Graner's key card?
- Where did you find it?
- In my pocket
during the Music
Dance Experience.
I think I must've had it
with me when I came in today.
Why does your outie have the key
card of our head of security?
I don't know.
I think it's time
for a field trip.
To the security office where
all the security guards work?
Amazing. Yeah.
Who's to say there are security
guards? I've only ever seen Graner.
- What about Milchick?
- He can't be everywhere at once.
- This whole line of con...
- Do you know where the office is?
Petey saw it during a fire
alarm last year. He showed me.
We can do this.
Look, if Milchick does
show up, stall him.
- I got it.
- Okay.
Hopefully this works.
No cavalry yet.
Okay, it's a ways
past perpetuity, so...
Irving.
I'm sorry, Mark.
- Where you going?
- I have to make sure Burt's okay.
What about the plan?
I... I'm sorry, Mark. I
can't hear you! I'll be back!
- I mean...
- What?
Okay.
It's this one.
This is fucking weird.
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
Look, that's us.
What's the name of that thing?
The oversight something?
The overtime contingency.
Shit.
- Shit.
- What?
It's Cobel.
She won't come here.
Okay. It's great you know that.
Let's get the fuck outta here.
Harmony, I was looking for you.
- Now isn't a good...
- I have the Board here.
Right now?
Doug Graner is dead.
What?
The Board finds this
deeply troubling.
The Board wants to know
if you knew he was missing
and if you've spoken
to the police.
Whoever killed
Mr. Graner is probably
the same person who
reintegrated Peter Kilmer.
The Board reminds you that
reintegration is not...
Reintegration happened. And
I have the data to prove it.
And I would be happy to
share my findings in person
without intermediaries.
The Board agrees…
And will be available to meet with
you at the Eagan Family Gala next week
to discuss this further.
Details to come.
I look forward to
receiving them.
So, no one is in there?
That's lax as fuck.
Well, maybe it's enough that we
think we're constantly being watched.
It's too bad nobody told you guys
that everything here is bullshit.
- Is that making sense?
- Yeah.
There's a bunch of steps, but it's
actually pretty straightforward.
You just engage the
trackball, type the code,
then it's switch, type, flip,
- type, hold.
- What?
Trackball, type, switch,
type, flip, type, hold. Boom.
What?
I'm smart. That's why I have three
times as many finger traps as you guys.
But to do this, one of us
has to stay behind, right?
Yeah, after work. I can do it. I've
already been out, so it's only fair.
Very noble of you, but I think it's
designed as a two-man operation.
Great. I have the
strength of two men.
It's not about strength.
Yeah, see. There are two lever
switches that you have to hold open
during the actual procedure.
And they're on either
side of the door.
I can do it.
Ladies and gentlemen,
how about a round of applause
for the man of the hour?
Come and circle
up! Gather round.
Burt, Burt, Burt.
Greetings, Designers…
And one Refiner.
We'll have to get
those doors looked at.
In the meantime…
Burt G. This is for you.
Hello.
This is kinda strange, but…
A lot of things
about this job are.
You all know that better
than me, I'm guessing.
And, of course, I don't
really know any of you,
but the man standing
there with you now does.
He's worked with you
for nearly seven years,
and I hope they've
been good years.
I... I don't know what
they've been like,
or what exactly I, or he,
has been doing with you,
but I do know how I feel every day
when I come from being with you.
I come home feeling tired but
fulfilled. I feel satisfied.
I must like you very much.
And though today is
my last day with you,
I'm certain you will
remain with me in spirit
in some deep, yet completely
unaccessible, corner of my mind.
The impression you've
left on me is indelible,
though I'm unaware of it
on a conscious level, and…
I will never forget any of you,
even though sitting here right now,
I have no recollection of
actually ever meeting you
and no idea of your names
or any of your physical
characteristics
or even how many
of you there are.
Anyway, I just wanna
say, thank you, all.
And Burt, I see you.
Congratulations.
Good job, buddy.
Bon voyage.
You're all just
gonna stand here…
And let him die?
Irving, what?
Are we being punished for defying
the guidance of the founder?
Burt's outie is retiring. It'll
happen to you too someday.
You smug motherfucker.
You're not severed.
You walk out of here
with your memories.
You carry them home
with you every night.
No one can rip them away
from you, snuff them out.
Like they never existed.
Like you never existed!
That's enough! You
will go back to MDR.
Mr. Milchick, please.
It'd be so wonderful
to have him here.
He won't say anything more.
You can stay for Burt's party
and support his transition.
But only if you behave in a manner
that brings no shame upon yourself,
the founder or his progeny.
I don't know what's gotten
into you people today.
Yes, Mr. Milchick.
Now, let's all say
goodbye to Burt.
I hope you all will enjoy Burt G.'s
innie retirement song selection.
Good morning, yesterday.
You wake up And time
has slipped away.
And suddenly it's hard to find.
The memories you left behind.
Remember, do you remember?
The laughter and the tears.
The shadows of
misty yesteryears.
The good times and
the bad you've seen.
And all the others in between.
Remember, do you remember.
The times of your life?
Do you remember?
Reach back for the
joy and the sorrow.
Put them away in your mind.
For memories are
time that you borrow.
To spend when you
get to tomorrow.
Here comes the saddest part.
Comes the saddest part.
The seasons are
passing one by one.
So gather moments while you may.
Collect the dreams
you dream today.
Remember.
Will you remember The
times of your life?
Irving?
Let's burn this
place to the ground.
- Hey.
- Hey.
My phone.
Right, yeah. Come on in.
How are you?
- I'm good. How are you?
- That's great.
Come on in. You know,
make yourself at home.
You know, I found it between
the wall and the bed.
You know, I would've dropped it off,
but I don't know where you live.
So, this is great.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm fine. You
know, a little tired.
Okay. I'm gonna go.
No, no. Come on.
Hey, look. I just don't
think you're ready for this.
- No, I think I'm really ready for this.
- No.
I don't think you're ready for anything.
I think you're a mess right now.
- Well, I'm really sorry.
- Okay.
And I'm sorry for
talking about her.
No, it was too much. It was...
You know what? You can talk about
her. You can not talk about her.
- Whatever you want.
- Okay. H-Hold on.
Watch this.
See? That's her.
Gone.
What?
Okay. Wow.
Alexa, you know, we could...
We'll talk all about Gemma.
She was great. She wa...
Goodbye, Mark.
Really?
Oh, my...
She was great.
She was extraordinary.
I'll be seeing you.
In all the old familiar places.
That this heart
of mine embraces.
All day through.
In that small café.
The park across the way.
The children's carousel.
The chestnut tree.
My wife was extraordinary.
I'll be seeing you.
My wife was allergic to nutmeg.
In every lovely summer's day.
And when she sneezed,
she always sneezed twice.
In everything that's
light and gay.
My wife liked other
people's dogs.
I'll always think
of you that way.
My wife thought cardigans
looked ridiculous.
I'll find you…
I loved all these
things about her…
Equally.
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon.
But I'll be seeing you.
I'll be seeing you.
In every lovely summer's day.
In everything
that's light and gay
I'll always think
of you that way
I'll find you.
In the morning sun.
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon.
But I'll be seeing you
Come with me.
You could've thrown away Petey's
phone weeks ago. Why didn't you?
I'm sorry, just... Who are you?
I'm the one who
helped your friend.
Helped? You mean
reintegration? It killed him.
The procedure didn't kill Petey.
If he had followed my
post-op instructions
and not simply run away at
the first sign of sickness...
So, you... You're a doctor?
I put that chip in your head,
and I'm still the only
one who can deactivate it.
Maybe I don't want
it deactivated.
Right. Well, maybe
your innie does.
You wonder what he thinks about all this,
don't you? You wonder if he's happy?
I hate that term,
"innie." So infantilizing.
Then again, you've been
severed for two years, right?
So your innie really
is still just a baby.
My innie lives his own life and,
as a result, I get to live mine.
But he only exists
because of you.
And for all intents and
purposes, he is you.
Do you really think he's
different down there?
Combs his hair differently,
laughs at different jokes?
Maybe he loves it, you're right.
But maybe he doesn't.
Maybe he dreams every day about
clawing his way to the surface.
But you wouldn't know.
You'll never know.
You brought him into this
world without his permission,
based on your own desire
for emotional convenience.
I'm not a bad person.
I think you wanna
do what's right.
Both of you.
Mr. Scout.
Do I know you?
We work together. Down there.
You having a chat
with someone, Mark?
It's okay. I'm a friend.
Shit!
What the fuck are you doing?
- Grab his arms.
- What?
Come here. His arms.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, fuck! Oh, my God.
Fuck. Oh, God.
I work with him.
No, you don't.
He's Doug Graner. Head of
security on the severed floor.
Security? Oh, my God.
Okay, I'm gonna get
sick. I need to throw up.
- I'm gonna throw up right now.
- Don't! Don't! Don't!
Your DNA's in that!
Look, Graner's security card.
Full access, and it
can't be tied to anyone.
Take it to work tomorrow.
He'll know what to do.
Who'll know what to do?
You.
Give me the phone. Petey's
phone. Give it to me.
I'll take care of this.
Go home, get rid
of your clothes.
Go now.
I'll be in touch.
It's gonna be okay.
We'll finish what
Petey started, Mark.
Now get the fuck out of here!
- Oh, hey.
- Hey.
Just getting some water.
Do you need anything?
Where were you?
Who, me?
- Yeah.
- Just...
I heard the car.
You heard a car?
You're being weird.
Maybe it was just a dream.
I've been up for an hour,
and you weren't here.
Okay, just...
I'm sorry, I…
I just needed to drive a little.
Are you okay?
Well, I mean, this is kind
of a big deal for me. And…
I don't know. It's...
Do you want me to go?
Maybe.
Maybe.
Fucking shit.
Mark!
- Hey.
- You're out early in all this snowiness.
You usually dispose of your
waste in the early afternoon.
Oh, well, just getting a head
start on the day, I guess.
You look troubled, Mark.
Maybe we should talk later over
a nice hot cup of lavender tea?
Yeah. I'm just gonna see
how the day goes, you know?
Jack Frost certainly needs
some new dandruff shampoo.
Burt G.
Mr. Milchick. Pleasure
to see you, sir.
- So early.
- Please, sit.
Thank you.
I have something for you.
The missing 7199-G.
Oswald will be so delighted.
I, too, am delighted.
Oh, good. Now we can focus
on the final preparations.
- That we can.
- Without interruptions.
- That we shall.
- Excellent.
- May I?
- Yes, of course.
Outstanding.
- Yep.
- Wow.
You've been a great leader
to this department, Burt G.
Thank you.
You deserve something special.
Not... Not a trip to
the break room, I hope.
Yesterday was quite enough.
No. No, not that.
Something else. Stay tuned.
Dylan G. Good morning.
What the hell was that?
Walk with me.
What happened last night is
called the overtime contingency.
It's a safeguard we occasionally employ
to remotely awaken workers off-site.
You never told us
you could do that.
It's for emergency use only.
And I didn't consult Ms. Cobel
because she's been so stressed.
The boy. Was he...
Was that my son?
He'd agreed to count to a
thousand, which he then violated.
I really wouldn't mention this
to your colleagues, Dylan.
This OTC's pretty
need-to-know. Understand?
Can you tell me his name?
Not knowing is
probably for the best.
Hey, I know this has
been a tough quarter.
I'm gonna see about rustling
you up some special perks.
That sound good?
Good man, Dylan. Good man.
Mark S. Good morning.
Good morning.
So, am I going to the...
I'm here to escort
you to your desk.
New protocol.
Sounds good.
Lead the way.
Wait, we're locked in now?
I prefer the phrase,
"safely situated."
These doors help us to ensure you all
are tucked nicely in your work spaces.
Did Mr. Graner order this?
Mark S. Is here.
Have a seat.
- I…
- Coffee. Black. I'll bring it to you.
Good morning, Mark.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Mark, what is this?
How're you doing, Irv?
I'm well, thank you. I...
The renovations are… very nice.
Yeah.
Dylan, you all right?
I'm fine.
That's the best you can do? Where's
the sly, profanity-laced comeback?
Here you go. Straight
from the hills of Rwanda.
Thanks.
Hey, it's me. Don't know if you
heard, but Graner didn't come in.
Everything's fine, just
wondering where you are.
So I lean my upper
body slightly forward,
while cradling the top
of the neck, just so.
Exhale softly. Just a
whisper of a breeze.
Then I do this, and this.
Show the baby the
areola, and we latch.
Now you try.
All right.
You ready? You ready, buddy?
Okay.
- Yeah, expose the areola. Let her see it.
- Okay.
- She's...
- There she is.
- Yes, Eleanor, yes! Yes.
- Oh, my God.
Baby sips, baby sips.
So she goes into the airport
restroom to try to hand express.
She gets into the stall, and she's
trying to do it in the toilet paper,
but it's just flying everywhere.
- Yes, like an angry fire hose.
- Oh, no!
Stop.
Oh, God. Thank you
for helping me.
Did you say you need
to get to the store?
They can do without
me. I'm having fun.
Besides, it's not as if you have
a fleet of nannies and manservants
coming to take care
of you, do you?
Nope.
I met this rich woman
at the birthing retreat.
I guess her husband's
a state senator.
Oh, wow.
I know, but it was weird 'cause I saw
her again at the park a few days later,
and she 100% didn't remember me.
What a snoot.
Yeah.
Like... I don't
know. This is stupid.
Mark's company, Lumon, they say that
they only sever people for work.
But I was thinking,
what if someone...
Like, what if you wanted a
baby, but you didn't wanna...
I don't know.
Well, I don't think I'd
remember even Clark Gable
if I'd just given birth, so…
Yeah.
Severed.
Why do you think Mark did it?
Well, it was right
after he lost his wife.
At first, he tried to keep teaching
at the college, but he couldn't.
Does he ever talk about her?
Not as much as I'd wish.
When my husband passed, I
thought I saw him everywhere.
It was just so hard.
Does Mark ever
think he sees her?
Hey.
Hey.
- I was just in the bathroom.
- Yeah?
Yeah. Hey, what ever
happened to the soap labels?
- The soap labels?
- Yeah.
Shouldn't there be labels on the
soap dispensers saying, "soap"?
There's never been that.
We all know it's soap.
Seems like an O&D question.
Irv, you know we
can't go anywhere.
I mean, I get that you're
worried about Burt.
Suppose he's being
disciplined for our visit?
Suppose he is, thanks to you.
If only someone had told you
that going there was a shitty
fucking idea from the jump.
Good day, Refiners!
What's this?
It's an MDE.
She got to 75%?
Helly R., please step forward.
MDE?
By reaching 75% refinement
on Siena, you have earned
for you and your fellow refiners a
five-minute Music Dance Experience.
Mr. Milchick, she's at 73%.
Yes, well, it's been a
tough morning on all of us.
- Why for you?
- And I thought a little frivolity
would be just what
the doctor ordered.
Helly, please
approach the MDE cart.
You may choose one
genre and one accessory.
The maraca. Excellent choice.
Should've gone
for the castanets.
I choose "Defiant Jazz."
Though this experience
is in Helly's honor,
I urge all the refiners to take
advantage of the opportunity presented.
Wow.
Okay.
Cheers.
I'm nervous!
Come on, Mark.
Irving, what you
got? Let's see it.
Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.
- What is his name? Tell me his name!
- Dylan! Get him off me!
Get him off me!
- He's biting me!
- Dylan, what the hell!
- Jesus Christ! Dylan! Come on, Dylan!
- He's biting me!
He broke the skin.
He needs a full
tetanus toxoid panel.
You've done it now, Dylan. I'm
reporting this to Ms. Cobel.
Yeah, you wanna go
see her together?
The Music Dance Experience
is officially canceled.
What is wrong with you?
They can wake us up.
What?
On the outside. It's called
the overtime contingency.
What are you talking about?
Last night, after I
went up the elevator,
I woke up outside, in
my house, with Milchick.
What?
I saw my son.
And then he hugged me.
He was so happy to see me.
Then Milchick pulled him
off, and it was over.
It happened so fast, I just
keep trying to remember more.
- Jesus, Dylan. That's crazy.
- Yeah, it's not fair.
And now I'm just supposed to have
that in my head every day here.
And I never get
to see him again.
He's not your son, Dylan.
He's your outie's son.
That's bullshit.
He's my son too.
This is good. We could use this.
What?
If they can wake us
up on the outside,
what's to stop us from
doing it to ourselves?
What's to stop us?
We can find whatever they use to
control it and, you know, commandeer it.
We can all see the outside,
find out who we are.
But, Helly, forgive me, but
that's perverse. We're innies.
Plus, the controls are surely
somewhere we can't access.
Like the security office?
Is that…
Graner's key card?
- Where did you find it?
- In my pocket
during the Music
Dance Experience.
I think I must've had it
with me when I came in today.
Why does your outie have the key
card of our head of security?
I don't know.
I think it's time
for a field trip.
To the security office where
all the security guards work?
Amazing. Yeah.
Who's to say there are security
guards? I've only ever seen Graner.
- What about Milchick?
- He can't be everywhere at once.
- This whole line of con...
- Do you know where the office is?
Petey saw it during a fire
alarm last year. He showed me.
We can do this.
Look, if Milchick does
show up, stall him.
- I got it.
- Okay.
Hopefully this works.
No cavalry yet.
Okay, it's a ways
past perpetuity, so...
Irving.
I'm sorry, Mark.
- Where you going?
- I have to make sure Burt's okay.
What about the plan?
I... I'm sorry, Mark. I
can't hear you! I'll be back!
- I mean...
- What?
Okay.
It's this one.
This is fucking weird.
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
Look, that's us.
What's the name of that thing?
The oversight something?
The overtime contingency.
Shit.
- Shit.
- What?
It's Cobel.
She won't come here.
Okay. It's great you know that.
Let's get the fuck outta here.
Harmony, I was looking for you.
- Now isn't a good...
- I have the Board here.
Right now?
Doug Graner is dead.
What?
The Board finds this
deeply troubling.
The Board wants to know
if you knew he was missing
and if you've spoken
to the police.
Whoever killed
Mr. Graner is probably
the same person who
reintegrated Peter Kilmer.
The Board reminds you that
reintegration is not...
Reintegration happened. And
I have the data to prove it.
And I would be happy to
share my findings in person
without intermediaries.
The Board agrees…
And will be available to meet with
you at the Eagan Family Gala next week
to discuss this further.
Details to come.
I look forward to
receiving them.
So, no one is in there?
That's lax as fuck.
Well, maybe it's enough that we
think we're constantly being watched.
It's too bad nobody told you guys
that everything here is bullshit.
- Is that making sense?
- Yeah.
There's a bunch of steps, but it's
actually pretty straightforward.
You just engage the
trackball, type the code,
then it's switch, type, flip,
- type, hold.
- What?
Trackball, type, switch,
type, flip, type, hold. Boom.
What?
I'm smart. That's why I have three
times as many finger traps as you guys.
But to do this, one of us
has to stay behind, right?
Yeah, after work. I can do it. I've
already been out, so it's only fair.
Very noble of you, but I think it's
designed as a two-man operation.
Great. I have the
strength of two men.
It's not about strength.
Yeah, see. There are two lever
switches that you have to hold open
during the actual procedure.
And they're on either
side of the door.
I can do it.
Ladies and gentlemen,
how about a round of applause
for the man of the hour?
Come and circle
up! Gather round.
Burt, Burt, Burt.
Greetings, Designers…
And one Refiner.
We'll have to get
those doors looked at.
In the meantime…
Burt G. This is for you.
Hello.
This is kinda strange, but…
A lot of things
about this job are.
You all know that better
than me, I'm guessing.
And, of course, I don't
really know any of you,
but the man standing
there with you now does.
He's worked with you
for nearly seven years,
and I hope they've
been good years.
I... I don't know what
they've been like,
or what exactly I, or he,
has been doing with you,
but I do know how I feel every day
when I come from being with you.
I come home feeling tired but
fulfilled. I feel satisfied.
I must like you very much.
And though today is
my last day with you,
I'm certain you will
remain with me in spirit
in some deep, yet completely
unaccessible, corner of my mind.
The impression you've
left on me is indelible,
though I'm unaware of it
on a conscious level, and…
I will never forget any of you,
even though sitting here right now,
I have no recollection of
actually ever meeting you
and no idea of your names
or any of your physical
characteristics
or even how many
of you there are.
Anyway, I just wanna
say, thank you, all.
And Burt, I see you.
Congratulations.
Good job, buddy.
Bon voyage.
You're all just
gonna stand here…
And let him die?
Irving, what?
Are we being punished for defying
the guidance of the founder?
Burt's outie is retiring. It'll
happen to you too someday.
You smug motherfucker.
You're not severed.
You walk out of here
with your memories.
You carry them home
with you every night.
No one can rip them away
from you, snuff them out.
Like they never existed.
Like you never existed!
That's enough! You
will go back to MDR.
Mr. Milchick, please.
It'd be so wonderful
to have him here.
He won't say anything more.
You can stay for Burt's party
and support his transition.
But only if you behave in a manner
that brings no shame upon yourself,
the founder or his progeny.
I don't know what's gotten
into you people today.
Yes, Mr. Milchick.
Now, let's all say
goodbye to Burt.
I hope you all will enjoy Burt G.'s
innie retirement song selection.
Good morning, yesterday.
You wake up And time
has slipped away.
And suddenly it's hard to find.
The memories you left behind.
Remember, do you remember?
The laughter and the tears.
The shadows of
misty yesteryears.
The good times and
the bad you've seen.
And all the others in between.
Remember, do you remember.
The times of your life?
Do you remember?
Reach back for the
joy and the sorrow.
Put them away in your mind.
For memories are
time that you borrow.
To spend when you
get to tomorrow.
Here comes the saddest part.
Comes the saddest part.
The seasons are
passing one by one.
So gather moments while you may.
Collect the dreams
you dream today.
Remember.
Will you remember The
times of your life?
Irving?
Let's burn this
place to the ground.
- Hey.
- Hey.
My phone.
Right, yeah. Come on in.
How are you?
- I'm good. How are you?
- That's great.
Come on in. You know,
make yourself at home.
You know, I found it between
the wall and the bed.
You know, I would've dropped it off,
but I don't know where you live.
So, this is great.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'm fine. You
know, a little tired.
Okay. I'm gonna go.
No, no. Come on.
Hey, look. I just don't
think you're ready for this.
- No, I think I'm really ready for this.
- No.
I don't think you're ready for anything.
I think you're a mess right now.
- Well, I'm really sorry.
- Okay.
And I'm sorry for
talking about her.
No, it was too much. It was...
You know what? You can talk about
her. You can not talk about her.
- Whatever you want.
- Okay. H-Hold on.
Watch this.
See? That's her.
Gone.
What?
Okay. Wow.
Alexa, you know, we could...
We'll talk all about Gemma.
She was great. She wa...
Goodbye, Mark.
Really?
Oh, my...
She was great.
She was extraordinary.
I'll be seeing you.
In all the old familiar places.
That this heart
of mine embraces.
All day through.
In that small café.
The park across the way.
The children's carousel.
The chestnut tree.
My wife was extraordinary.
I'll be seeing you.
My wife was allergic to nutmeg.
In every lovely summer's day.
And when she sneezed,
she always sneezed twice.
In everything that's
light and gay.
My wife liked other
people's dogs.
I'll always think
of you that way.
My wife thought cardigans
looked ridiculous.
I'll find you…
I loved all these
things about her…
Equally.
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon.
But I'll be seeing you.
I'll be seeing you.
In every lovely summer's day.
In everything
that's light and gay
I'll always think
of you that way
I'll find you.
In the morning sun.
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon.
But I'll be seeing you