Undone (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Alone In This (You Have Me) - full transcript

Alma realizes Sam has been lying to her and they get into a fight. Alma bounces between different timelines in her life, Sam's life, and their relationship.

-Fuck!
-[knife clangs]

You did it.

What? Cut myself?

No, you altered the timeline.

But not really.

But yes, really.
But also, not.

It doesn't matter,
because you have it.

What do I have?

I have to tell you everything.

[Geraldine humming]

[Jacob] When I was six,
my mother was the center
of our universe.



[humming continues]

Mama, what're you singing?

Something I heard in a dream.

[humming continues]

No, no, no. I don't think so.
Not a good idea.

Why is your boyfriend
moving our couch?

[Alma] Uh, I guess my mind's
wandering a little bit.

-This is important.
-I know, I'm sorry, I just--

I gotta deal
with something real quick.

Hey, babe. Whatcha doing?

Oh, you know,
I was just thinking

about how everything
is always so smooth with us.

You know, how we never
have any weird secrets
or deep betrayals.

-Shit.
-I broke up with you!



And you've been lying to me
this whole time!

-Becca told you.
-Why would Becca tell me?

Because she cheated on Reed
with the bartender!

-Wait. What?
-Yeah. I figured it out.

And she didn't want me
to tell you,

and I was like,
"I can't lie to Alma."

And then she blackmailed me
with this other thing,

and yeah, she's a liar!

Be the sky, be the sky,
be the sky.

[young Alma] You're it.

[young Becca] No, you're it.

Alma, Becca. Come here,
I want to show you something.

[Camila chuckles]

The Spaniards called this
El Baño Del Rey.

-That means "Bath of the King."
-"Bath of the King."

But nobody knows
what it was used for.

I mean, was it
a king's bathtub?

Or maybe
it was a reflecting pool?

Mmm, maybe it was
a big mirror!

Or maybe it was just a bathtub.
Bathtubs are fun, too.

-I like baths.
-[Camila] That's my good girl.

Okay now, when you imagine

your great-great-great
grandmother's life,

she was a Nahuatl Indian--

We're mostly Spanish.

Okay, but we have some
indigenous blood, right, Mom?

Yes, but people
are not so nice to Indians,
so be careful what you say.

[Jacob] So, when you
picture your Nahuatl
grandmother's life,

what would this big hole
be used for?

Um, for washing clothes.

[Jacob]
Anything special about it?

[young Alma] Yeah!

You could go underwater,
and hold onto the clothes,

and they would send you
into a magic underneath world.

That's great.
I really like that.

Or, maybe it was just a bathtub,
and that's okay, too.

Yeah, that's okay, too.

You're it!

Wait. Did you bring me here?

This is where my research
really began.

No, no. Not then, now.

"Then, now--" it's...

Dad, I was in the middle
of a conversation.

But I have so much to tell you,
and you're finally ready.

And I want to learn.
I want to do this.

But... Sam.

[rumbling]

So you see,
it wasn't so much a lie

as a "rolling with it"
situation.

You seemed to think
everything was okay,

and I just didn't want
to confuse you.

You're saying we broke up,
you moved all of your stuff out,

then you moved it back in
without my permission,

while I was in the hospital,
to not confuse me?

Yeah, I guess
that's what I'm saying.

-Yeah, I just need you to go.
-Wait.

-Like "go" go?
-Yeah, just...

I need to think
about how I ended up here
and how I ever trusted you.

[Sam] Wait!
If I can just explain myself.

Look, yes, it was a terrible
thing to do, but--

[Sam's voice muffled]

[soft music playing]

[voices muffled, indistinct]

[Camila sobs]

[teacher]
Feel the vibrations
of the music.

[various instruments
playing]

[teacher]
Imagine it is moving
through your neighbor's body.

It's moving
through all our bodies,
connecting us.

[thumping]

-[maracas rattling]
-[Alma panting]

[Alma]
Wait, Dad, I want to stay here.

I need to show you something.

Dad, don't change it yet.
I was happy here.

Yeah, but happiness
can be an escape.

[Alma sighs]

Wow, that's depressing.

[birds chirping]

[strumming]

Is that a guitar?

Yes, it is.
It's called a concha.

It's made
out of an armadillo shell.

[man] Which was a blessing

because it carries within
the key numbers

of the whole universe.

Really?

You also carry a universe
within you.

-I do?
-I'm gonna sing a song
for that universe.

Okay!

[strumming concha]

[sings in Nahuatl]

[Geraldine humming]

I know that melody.

My mother used to hum it.

Really? Where did she hear it?

She said she heard it
in a dream.

In a dream.
Maybe she was a priestess.

Like this little one.

No, um, she wasn't.
She most definitely wasn't.

Or maybe she was,
and she didn't know it.

She needed the guidance
of the elders.

[Jacob]
And that got me thinking.

Research had recently come out

showing that people
with schizophrenia,

like my mother,
they have large ventricles.

[Alma] Aw, sexy.

Ventricles are the central
pockets of fluid in the brain.

I know. What's sexier than
big pockets of fluid? Right?

So, okay, I got to thinking
maybe mystics and priestesses

and shamans, maybe they also
have larger ventricles.

Maybe their abilities come
from a specific brain structure.

[Alma] And what'd you find?

[Jacob]
Well, I found
that it's very hard

to convince holy people
to let me scan their brains.

[Alma] So... no connection?

Well, actually the few
that did let me scan them

-had larger brain pockets.
-Huh.

[Jacob] So, Farnaz and I
set out to replicate
the abilities

of the shamans
and the priestesses

by using some of
their ancient techniques

on our students
who had larger brain pockets.

-You were looking at my brain.
-What?

When I was three,
I was in the hospital
with pneumonia.

When I lost my hearing...

you looked at a scan
of my brain.

Sure.

Do I have large brain pockets?

I hadn't developed my theory
yet, but, uh, you did.

I mean, you do,
which is probably why
you've progressed so rapidly.

Did you ever experiment on me?

No. No, your mother--
she asked that, you know,

you wait
until you're older,

and you can make
that decision for yourself.

Just like with your implant.

[Camila's voice muffled]

-- old enough -- to make
your own decisions --

Your hearing aids
have never worked well,

and it would benefit you
to hear.

To -- hearing school --

-- but,

[voice muffled]
We know that you are happy
at your deaf school.

You have lots of good friends,

and plenty of opportunity.
Also,

There's nothing wrong
with not hearing.

If you choose not to have
the surgery, it's fine.

-- said you would back me up.

-- wanted her --
all the options --

So I'm giving
her all the options.
I'm backing you up.

-- Spanish to the girls --
you wouldn't feel left out.

I want to be able to talk
to my daughter.

-- learn ASL.

-- so easy.

Why don't you learn Spanish?

-- compromised.
I never -- celebrate Christmas.

My family didn't survive
the pogroms of Europe --

-- stupid tree
in the living room --

Oh, -- suddenly -- Jewish?

She's been reading our lips.

Sweetie,

We think it...

We think it might be
a good thing for you

to get the implant, so...

What do you say?

Okay.

[Camila's voice buzzing]
Do you hear me?

Do you hear my voice?

[buzzing]
You sound like robot.

I sound like robot!

No, no, no, no.

You have to leave it on.
It will get normal.

Your brain has to get used
to it.

[Sam] Look, I know
that doesn't make any sense,

but you know what I'm saying.

The truth is I was scared,

and you had just been through
so much and--

You know what?

I'm so tired of people
making decisions for me.

Look, I just wanted
to create a normal

and stable environment
for you. That's all.

A stable environment
where you're lying to me

-and having sex with me?
-Yeah, to help you.

Was I supposed to not have sex
with you?

You would've thought
something was weird.

Something was weird!

And what about
the roller coaster photos?
You swore you hadn't moved them.

You made me feel
like I was insane.

-Please, don't be mad.
-"Don't be mad"?

You lied! Like a lot!
Like elaborately lied to me.

Look, I didn't know
what to do, okay?

You were in the hospital,
and I was really scared.

You don't know how scary
that was for me.

How scary that was
for you?

I guess I should have been
more honest.

-You guess?
-I should have been more honest.

But you were really happy
to see me.

You wanted me to be there.

I just wanted everything
to be okay.

Well, you're terrible
at making things okay.

Come here.

Can we just acknowledge
that things

have been complicated
for the both of us?

Fuck.

Great. What am I doing?

[kid speaking in Tamil]

[Alma] Sam?

[Ananya speaking in Tamil]
Sanjeev! You have to finish
packing.

[Sanjeev]
Coming!

[in English]
This isn't even your memory.

What are you doing here?

I don't know. I...

I feel like I'm working
through something.

-This is not a great time
to be boy-crazy.
-What?

-That's not what this is.
-Just use the blackjack game.

You know, anchor yourself.

No.

[in Tamil]
Did you say goodbye, Sanjeev?

Not yet.

Not yet?
We're leaving tomorrow.

Where are you going?

I'm moving from India
to USA, Chicago.

Tomorrow?

Yes.

[girl]
Why didn't you tell us?

Because I don't want to go.

Then don't go.

Yeah, stay with us.

Okay, enough. Go pack.

I will miss you. I love you.

I'll miss you, too.

Okay, Alma. We need to go.

I don't understand.

Why can't you
come to our school
with the cochlear implant?

We need to go pick up
your sister.

I don't know.

I have to go now.

Okay, come on.
Let's go. Let's go.

-[boy 1] Punch Buggy.
-Punch Buggy. [laughs]

[in Tamil accent] Why are you
doing this? Please stop.

It's called "Punch Buggy,"
you idiot.

That doesn't give me
more information.

[mimicking accent]
"That doesn't give me
more information."

"Waah-waah, I'm a baby."

I don't sound like that.

[mimics accent]
"I don't sound like that."

[boys laughing]

[teacher's voice buzzing]
Pop... top...

mop.

Pop, top, mop.

[teacher's voice buzzing]
Good, Alma!

-[muffled laughter]
-[Alma] Hey!

[teacher's voice muffled]
Say you're sorry.

[voice buzzing]
Say you're sorry.

[lisping] I'm thorry.

[woman on recording]
"I'm sorry,"

said the little duck.

[recording]
"I'm sorry," said
the little duck.

"I'm sorry,"
said the little duck.

[recording]
"I'm sorry," said
the little duck.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry,
said the little duck."

[Sam] I'm sorry.

[Sam] I'm sorry, Alma.

[water trickling]

[trickling stops]

[indistinct voices
whispering]

[Alma] Whoa.

You see
what you're capable of?

What's that light
around the keys?

That's what
you're already doing.

Farnaz and I,
when we worked together,

I mean, it took
a group of us to do that.

Should I have a group?

No, you're far more powerful
than we ever were.

You don't need anybody.

[Sam] Alma, don't shut me out.
I need you to talk to me.

Ugh! I don't know what to do
about this Sam thing.

I love him.
But I just can't forget this.

-Can I give you some advice?
-Sure.

Relationships are hard, and
they're always gonna be hard,

and it's better
not to have them,

if you want to do
what you want to do.

-That's your advice?
-Yeah.

To your daughter,
who you abandoned?

Your advice is don't have
relationships with people?

You're misunderstanding me.

I want to have
a relationship with you.

-Right? I'm here.
-Good save, Dad.

I'm saying don't be distracted
by a boyfriend

if you want to do this work.

I mean, it's fun, right?

"Fun"? I don't know
if I would call it fun.

Well, it's important.
It's worthwhile.

Sam is worthwhile.
He-- he understands me.

Look, I understand you.
I know your real power.

You are gifted. He's never
gonna understand that.

[Sam] Are you still there?

Please talk to me.
I'm so sorry.

Dad...

-Ooh!
-Sorry.

[Alma chuckles] Sorry.

-[Alma] Sorry, sorry.
-I guess I--

I don't mean to keep
running into you. [chuckles]

That's okay.

Hey, what do you got
in your big bag of trash?

Toys for all the good girls
and boys?

Yep, I'm a regular
Trash-a Claus.

I've actually got
a thousand bread rolls in here,
if you want a couple hundred.

-Seriously?
-Yeah.

Every time they get
even a little bit stale,

-my manager insists
I toss them out.
-[groans]

I mean, I feel bad about it,
but I've already eaten

like four bags of dry-ass rolls
this week, so...

[laughs]

Well, um, you shouldn't
throw them out.

Thousands of people go hungry
in this city every night.

You should donate them
to a shelter.

Yeah, actually, I was just
gonna go do that right now.

-Really?
-Yeah, you want to come with me?

Uh... [chuckles]

Well, I was supposed to go
meet up with my sister,

but I guess I could.

Yeah! Come on, let's go.

[Alma] Okay, okay.

So which shelter
are we going to?

I was thinking maybe
we could go to the one
that you usually go to?

Oh, yeah, well, I've got
a lot of favorite shelters

that I like to volunteer at
all the time,

so we should just go
to wherever you were heading.

Okay, cool.

-That way?
-Wow. You're so full of shit.

[laughs] And you're not?

[Alma]
Come on, I have an idea.

-Alma.
-Sam.

[screaming]

[camera shutter clicks]

[Sam] Aw.

[Alma grunts]

Yeah, this one's really good.

[exhales]

[laughing]

[Sam]
Feels kind of nice, actually.

[sighs] Things were great.

Yeah, but it wasn't for you.

[Camila] There's nothing wrong
with bathtubs.

Bathtubs are fun, too.

[sighs]

[footsteps approaching]

[EKG monitor beeping]

Please don't die. Please.

Please, everything
will be so boring and sad
if you die.

My hand feels so small
to you.

You made it back again.
That doesn't always happen.

[Sam] Alma?

I love you. I'm sorry.
It's okay.

What?

Really?
Wait, what just happened?

[Sam] I don't understand
what's going on.

-Are you still mad at me?
-No.

I just didn't understand
why you didn't tell me.

Okay, so you're not mad
at all anymore?

I'm not mad, I just...
have a headache.

You're still getting
headaches?

It's no big deal. I'm okay.
Everything's okay.

Are you sure?

-Sam, I love you.
-I love you, too.

And you're the only
living person who gets me.

You're the only person
who gets me, living or dead.

-Except Maya Angelou.
She knows why I sing.
-[chuckles]

That's why the thought
of losing you is so scary

because I don't have
anyone else.

And that makes me resent you,

because that means
I have to love you and--

You don't have to love me,
if you don't want to.

That's why I broke up with you.
To protect you.

-Protect me from what?
-From me.

I don't need to be
protected from you.

You don't understand
how fucked-up I am,

how weird and different.

I'm fucked-up, too. It's okay.

I know, but you don't know
everything.

-Then tell me!
-Don't tell him.

Don't ever tell anyone.
They won't understand.

They'll say that they will,
but they won't.

[Jacob] And eventually,
they will lock you up.

Alma, I'm here for you,

and we're doing amazing things.

Can we please
just do amazing things?

I don't want to be alone
in this.

[Sam, Jacob]
You're not. You have me.

You can tell me anything.

Nothing you say
is gonna scare me off.

-You promise?
-Yes.

I'm seeing my dead father

because of my big
brain ventricles,

and he's training me
to travel in time

so I can save him
from being murdered.

Uh...

[Nahuatl song playing]