[ice crackling]
Good evening.
We are here tonight to talk about violence.
Or maybe human nature.
[sighs]
We are here to talk about human nature.
Wait.
A quote.
A great philosopher once wrote, "In times of peace,
the warlike man attacks himself."
This is the root of all our problems.
And by "this,"
I mean "we."
We are the root of all our problems...
our confusion, our anger,
our fear of things we don't understand.
Violence, in other words, is ignorance.
Figure your shit out.
That's my... what I'd say.
[ice crackling]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[ice cube thuds]
♪ ♪
There are two kinds of stories we tell our children.
The first kind:
Once upon a time, there was a fuzzy little rabbit
named Frizzy-Top
who went on a quantum, fun adventure
only to face a big setback, which he overcame
through perseverance and by being adorable.
This kind of story teaches empathy.
Put yourself in Frizzy-Top's shoes,
in other words.
The other kind:
Oliver Anthony Bird,
if you get too close to that ocean,
you'll be sucked into the sea and drowned!
This kind of story teaches them fear.
And for the rest of their lives,
these two stories compete.
Empathy and fear.
And so I bring you tonight's play,
a work in five acts about a fuzzy little bunny
who got too close to the ocean
and what happened next.
Let us begin.
[switch clicks]
[film projector whirring]
[ice crackling]
We went looking for truth.
[machine guns firing]
But found only lies.
[low, dramatic music]
♪ ♪
The doctor had disappeared.
♪ ♪
The old girlfriend hid behind a smile.
♪ ♪
What was real?
That was the mission.
We had seen things,
heard things.
But could we believe our eyes?
Could David?
[echoing] David?
[echoing] What did the stars say?
[echoing] My boy.
[giggling]
[echoing] My beautiful boy.
[indistinct whispers]
[echoing] David, wake up.
Wake up.
[whispers continue]
Odd.
Extremely.
He's gonna wake up, right?
There's no medical reason David's unconscious,
if that's what he is.
[echoing] Andromeda.
Cassiopeia.
[echoing] I'm getting out tomorrow.
Kissinger says I'm going.
[overlapping conversations]
So I get to go home.
No!
David, wake up.
[birds chirping]
I could try a shot of adrenaline.
Mm-mm, no.
Too risky.
Agreed.
David.
David, where are you?
[low, tense music]
You've got to get better
so you can come home too.
♪ ♪
David.
Wake up.
[gasps]
He's not inside his memories, his subconscious.
I looked.
Wherever his mind is, I can't find it.
- But he's not... - He's not brain-dead, no.
His mind is active.
What's it doing, though?
You know he can create a kind of mental projection space,
something between reality and dream.
An astral plane.
[dramatic musical flourish]
Could we have been inside David's memory three times?
Three times, we saw glitches, omissions.
It's as if we've activated some kind of guardian.
There's something in David's memory
he does not want us to see.
- Kerry. - Yes.
I have a mission for you.
In fact, the three of you.
I'm sending you out.
We need to find out exactly what happened to David
before he went to Clockworks.
What about Division Three?
That's just a risk we'll have to take.
- He's too important. - Is he, though?
'Cause I'm thinking "dangerous" is a better word.
Look, I think he's annoying,
but if I get to kick a few people, I'm in.
You're all going.
What was real?
[crowd yelling]
That was the mission.
Keep an eye out.
We can't stay long.
Just a guess,
but I'd say Dr. Poole hasn't been here in a few years.
It's weird,
seeing it after visiting David's memory.
The curtains are completely different.
Most people's memories are unreliable...
the things we see, that people say.
And they change over time too.
Your past is an illusion.
There was a tear right there.
The wall opened up,
and a red light came out.
And the boy ran into the closet.
And I followed.
[echoing] Wait!
Into the astral plane,
the invented space.
I looked for you.
You weren't in any memories of David I could find.
Are you saying David created that space?
It's part of his ability:
psychic projection to create a simulated reality.
Okay.
Let's see what she has to say.
Who?
The room.
[door squeaks]
There you are.
[clinking and rattling]
Objects have memory too.
Is there any way...
could we still be in David's mind?
A simulation?
No, this is real.
How do you know?
Because I know.
I mean... I'm pretty sure.
How do you...
Put your hand here.
Watch it.
I won't touch you. It's not my first day.
Just close your eyes.
[indistinct whispers]
[warbling tone]
Andromeda.
[distorted voices speaking indistinctly]
[distorted] Cassiopeia.
[dramatic music]
[in normal voice] Bootes.
Canis Major.
Lupus.
Telescopium.
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Tell me, David, what did the stars say?
[indistinct whispers]
[various whispering voices]
[gasps]
Did he...
Looks like...
the doctor came back
while David was robbing the place.
It doesn't sound like David.
I know you like him, but he's not stable.
Trust me.
Well, you try hearing voices for 10, 15 years,
self-medicate with hard drugs,
and then get dumped in a loony bin.
I was in a loony bin.
Yeah, but you're...
I mean no offense, but compared to him,
his power, you're a card trick.
I read the report.
He broke the doctor's skull.
Had to put the guy in a coma
to get the swelling down.
And that was with his fists.
Imagine if he used his power.
He's a bomb.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
- What did the stars say? - What?
Dr. Poole asked David, "What did the stars say?"
And I saw him
when we were in his mind,
just before the monster came.
I saw him, like a flash.
He had... he was stuffing tape into his mouth, audio tape.
And his hands were...
- Are you saying... - Glitches.
Omissions.
You've seen his memories.
There are rips in them, gaps.
What if...
I've seen implanted memories before.
You can always tell.
Implanted from the outside.
I'm talking about...
He's so powerful, David.
Maybe he's hidden his real memories
behind fake ones.
Why?
I don't know.
A lot of effort
just to convince yourself your boyfriend's a nice guy.
Conversation's on tape.
What did the stars say?
We know he's hiding things.
[echoing] One last job, and we're out.
What if he didn't come in here
to steal a radio or some coins?
[echoing] Big score potential.
What if he came here to get rid of evidence?
A conversation, the one time he said too much.
[indistinct radio chatter]
How do you find the facts when memory becomes a dream?
[echoing] David.
Alice went down the rabbit hole.
Dorothy landed in Oz.
Or did she?
[dramatic music]
I was looking for the man I loved.
[laughter]
Or did I just love the idea of him,
the face he showed me?
All I could do was follow the lines,
pull a string.
The things he'd done.
The things he'd said.
Who are we, if not the stories we tell ourselves?
[low, dramatic music]
[deep, eerie warbling]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[warbling continues]
[high-pitched warbling]
[bell ringing]
[ringing stops]
[creaking]
[tray bangs]
[thudding]
[groans]
[muffled chuckling] Mmm, mmm.
[tone and buzzer blare]
[gobbling]
[yelling]
[clattering]
[gasping and panting]
[muffled] Hello.
Who's that?
I'm here.
I exist!
I'm in a cell!
We should speak quietly.
They might... might be listening.
Who?
Tell me your name.
Amy... Haller.
My God.
The sister.
Who are you?
My name is Kissinger. I was...
David's doctor. I...
I went to the hospital to look for you.
They said you didn't exist.
I do.
Well, I used to.
Have they...
Did you tell them where he is?
No. I don't know.
I haven't seen him since...
Did you?
No.
After he left the hospital,
he stayed with us for a few nights, but...
[door creaks and clangs]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[static crackling]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[door clicking and creaking]
Did you know...
[door creaks and clangs]
He wasn't sick?
That... that he had powers?
He spoke of voices, visions.
Did you?
I think so.
I should have.
For years,
doctors, hospitals.
God, he was so sweet.
[sniffling]
But he... he moved.
[tense orchestral music]
He moved a room, sometimes further.
You'd heard his voice, and you'd follow it.
He wouldn't be there.
And he knew things,
conversations he couldn't have heard.
More than conversations... thoughts.
I'd catch him talking to people who weren't there.
"Who were you talking to?"
And he would say, "King."
The dog.
Your dog.
David spoke of him often.
Doctor.
♪ ♪
We didn't have a dog.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[lips smacking]
♪ ♪
[thunder rumbling]
[echoing] If you come with me,
you are gonna see things.
[crackling]
[gasping]
[fire crackling]
[thunder rumbling]
You will not feel the same about me.
[fire crackling]
[moans]
[smooches]
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Cary called.
They found an address for Philly.
♪ ♪
Hey, Syd.
Syd! [boom]
Cary called, found an address for the girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend.
Mm-hmm.
So you live...
inside his body.
We share.
Is that weird?
I'll tell you a story.
Ray and Irma Whitecloud.
They're having their first kid, and it's a girl.
Native girl.
They decide to name her Kerry.
Nine months later,
a skinny white boy comes out.
Ray decides Irma had an affair.
He leaves her, so now Irma's a single mother
raising this... bastard runt.
Then eight years later, little boy Cary
wakes up in his room.
[toy train chugging]
And there is an eight-year-old Native girl
playing with his train set.
[train whistles]
So for the next year,
he thinks maybe he made her up,
like his imaginary friend who comes and goes,
but then he figures out...
Then he figures out that...
she lives inside of him,
[groans]
both: That they're...
two people in one body.
That's his side. What about you?
Mm, what do you mean?
You're a person too,
with feelings.
I'm asking what it's like for you.
Okay.
He does the boring stuff, okay?
Eating, sleeping,
whatever it is you guys do in the bathroom.
And I get all the action.
[thunder rumbling]
He makes me laugh, and I keep him safe.
If that's... weird...
I'm okay with it.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[electricity buzzes]
Electrical malfunction.
[echoing] You sure you're up for this?
[echoing] Don't worry.
We'll get the facts.
It's just a risk we'll have to take.
[gasps]
[ominous musical flourish]
[eerie music]
[air hissing]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[electronic chime]
A diving suit.
You sure?
It's not just coincidence
with David gone.
Maybe he's waking up.
Maybe, but don't get your hopes up.
We've been wrong before.
Do you miss her?
Kerry?
Is that dumb?
No.
It's sweet.
It still amazes me how she only ages
when she's outside your body.
I know, and here I am getting old.
What happens to her when I die, I wonder?
[door clanging and hissing]
[ice crackling]
Is he...
He's still here.
His body.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
Oliver?
It's me.
- [alarm blaring] - Unannounced visitor.
Unannounced visitor.
- [alarm continues] - Unannounced visitor.
Unannounced visitor. Unannounced visitor.
Unannounce... [alarm stops]
What was it?
Nothing.
I told you we need to replace this operating system.
No. He's trying to reach us.
We can hear you, my love.
[sniffs]
Come back to us.
[echoing] Your parents couldn't stand you.
Every time you came home from school,
they just were like, "Ugh, there he is again."
Why don't you try listening? That's your problem!
- No! No! - 'Cause you're a loser!
[all yelling]
Idiot!
[yelling intensifies]
Unannounced visitor. Unannounced visitor.
Unannounced visitor.
[amplified breathing]
[wind whistling]
[boots thudding]
[echoing] Wait.
[amplified breathing]
[dramatic orchestral music]
♪ ♪
[ice crackling]
[ice cracking]
[amplified breathing]
[air hissing]
Drink?
Uh...
sure.
What's real in this space is whatever you want it to be.
So my feeling is, why not wait in style?
Wait for what?
Where are we?
Sorry about the cold.
It's the only thing I can't seem to fix in here.
Oh, would you like to listen to something?
Uh...
[frenetic jazz horn music blaring]
♪ ♪
That's, um...
♪ ♪
Hey, dig that grove.
Oh, it's genius.
Can you t...
♪ ♪
Can you turn it off?
♪ ♪
[music stops]
Sorry.
I forgot about your, um...
I had a similar...
proclivity?
Malady.
I forget the word. What's the word?
I've been here a long time,
and things tend to, uh...
drift.
Right.
And here is...
See, I would... they gave me a shot,
a sedative for the memory work,
and when I woke up, I was...
Unless I'm not really awake.
Maybe this is the drug.
Tell me something. Do they still, uh...
Is free love still a thing?
Uh, girls in summer dresses with no bra?
Y... not really.
It's definitely... bras are back.
Oh.
Too bad.
So...
Oh, yes, uh, right.
Well, there's good news, and there's bad news.
The bad news is, it's not the drug.
You're here, in the astral plane.
You went too far into the make-believe
and got lost... your mind, consciousness.
And now you're trapped in this no-place,
where every day is the same,
where you can imaginify yourself a kingdom
but nothing is ever real.
And what's the good news?
I'm not alone anymore.
How do you feel about beat poetry?
"I went to the neon fruit supermarket,
"dreaming of your enumerations.
"What peaches and what penumbras.
"Whole families shopping at night.
"Aisles full of husbands,
"wives in the avocadoes,
babies in the tomatoes."
Uh, sir? [fingers snap]
Oh, Oliver, please.
Don't worry.
He can't get you in here.
"He"?
Your monster.
Ah.
He makes you forget.
Clever.
What are you...
You have an unquiet mind,
and so you war with yourself,
like a dog trying to chew off its own tail.
Like I said, I've seen it before.
[stammering] I'm... I was schizophrenic, I thought.
But Melanie said it was because of my powers.
Melanie.
I knew a Melanie once.
You know what?
I got to get out of here, back to the...
They need me. Amy needs me.
Amy your girlfriend? No, your sister.
- How do you... - I wouldn't go out there.
It's waiting.
The monster.
You brought it in here,
and now it's hunting you.
There is no monster. It's just me.
I know that. It's just me.
It's my psychology.
Mm, monster as metaphor.
I like it. But wrong.
It's part of you; that's true.
But not like a symptom.
More like a...
parasite.
What are you saying? I'm haunted?
No, that's superstition. I'm a scientist.
I'm saying maybe it's good you're here.
Figure some things out.
Defeat the dragon.
Unless, you know,
the dragon wins.
Listen, I can't just... people need me.
Syd and Amy.
So I am gonna get out of this place.
I am not waiting.
- How? - I don't know.
But apparently, I'm this super-powerful mutant,
so I'm guessing I'll figure something out.
[warbling tone]
- [sighs] - [groans]
[warbling tone]
[sighs]
Pity.
Two more, and we could have had a barbershop quartet.
[ice crackling]
Right.
I'll watch for you as best I can,
but things get muddy out there in the vast subconscious.
Remember, it's not real
unless you make it real.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Come back anytime.
Wednesday's karaoke night.
♪ ♪
[birds chirping]
♪ ♪
We moved through a city of normals,
soldiers in a secret war.
We were the ghosts in a haunted house,
the golem of myth.
To the normal, we were just superstition,
make-believe.
Sometimes it felt like that to us too.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
To me, I was a woman who couldn't be touched...
♪ ♪
In love with a man who wasn't there.
♪ ♪
What was real?
The old girlfriend, that was the mission.
[indistinct chatter]
I need you to take the lead so I can scan her.
Scan her?
I'll look through her memories while you keep her busy.
I need 30 to 40 minutes.
How am I supposed to keep her busy
for 30 to 40 minutes?
Buy a house.
If you see anything, just whistle.
There's gonna be some fighting soon, right?
To fight and conquer in all your battles
is not supreme excellence.
Supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy's resistance
without fighting.
Whatever.
Oh. [helicopter rotors whirring]
I'm blind.
And are we looking
for a one-bedroom or a two-bedroom?
Kids. We're hoping to have kids.
Oh, wow. Congratulations.
[chuckles]
[tape rewinding]
No, no, no.
No, we're not having... having kids.
It's just a... we're talking.
[women laugh]
Oh, well,
you don't get 'em just by talking.
[laughs]
So I know it's a stretch of our price range,
but we were thinking about something on the west side.
Great.
You want to take a look at some places?
[light music]
♪ ♪
[door creaks]
[door rattles]
♪ ♪
[door creaking]
More coffee?
Oh, no.
I've got a hard enough time sleeping as it is.
David has the same problem.
He's always tossing and turning,
and sometimes, he talks in his sleep.
We don't have to... it's not a session.
He's right.
But I would like to hear more about this dog
you guys are thinking of getting.
His name's Archie.
David had a beagle when he was a kid.
King. His name was King.
He went with me, like, everywhere.
He sounds like just the cutest thing.
I keep asking for pictures, but...
Amy must have some.
I don't keep a lot of stuff.
"A lot"? We're talking nothing.
No pictures, no favorite teddy bear,
no evidence he was ever...
You know... [laughs]
Had a past.
[static warbles]
Evidence he was ever...
You know... [laughs]
Had a past.
[pensive music]
♪ ♪
So you want to take a tour?
No, thanks.
I think we've found what we're looking for.
I'm sorry. You look so familiar.
Did you date someone named David?
Syd.
Are you friends of his?
Do you know where he is?
No, we...
We're looking for him, actually.
But I just wanted you to know
he said such nice things about you.
Did he...
did things end badly with you guys?
It's...
I thought I could fix him.
He was so troubled, you know.
He was always nice to me.
But then he went off his medication,
and he had this friend, Benny.
You mean Lenny?
No, Benny, he was a...
pusher, I guess?
Wait, so David's friend, the one he did drugs with...
Unhand the reptile.
- Hey, now, don't fight. - No!
[both grunting]
Was a man?
Yeah, a big guy.
Smiled a lot
but not with his eyes.
If I see him, is there anything that you want to say?
A message?
Tell him...
[foreboding musical flourish]
[whispers] They're watching.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
We gonna talk about Benny?
You saw the memories.
Everywhere we went, it was David and Lenny,
his old female friend from the hospital.
Who I buried in a wall,
so did she end up stitched in David's memory?
This would be an awesome place to have a fight.
I don't know,
but whoever altered David's memory
replaced the real dude with Lenny.
Helicopters coming in, gunships,
ninjas on fast ropes.
- Why? - [whispers] Heck yeah.
I don't know.
Let's ask the doctor.
Lenny, Benny...
which one was real?
Or were they one and the same?
A man who became a woman?
[knocking]
Or maybe it was just an illusion.
Dr. Poole.
We're here about David Haller.
I don't talk about my patients.
Please.
He's in trouble.
He told us that he broke into your office
to steal things so that he could buy drugs.
We think there's another story.
Doctor, five minutes,
and you'll never see us again.
♪ ♪
[seagulls sounding]
[sighs] I swept upstairs. Nothing.
Same drill:
You talk. I'll search his memories.
No, it's...
We're not spies.
If he's willing to talk, let's let him talk.
Thank you.
Of course.
So you're a lighthouse keeper now.
I'd like to think I was always a lighthouse keeper.
How long did you treat David?
On and off for three years.
Why off?
People with schizophrenia
are subject to delusional thinking.
When David was on his medication,
he was open, almost desperate to work.
But when he went off it...
What about drugs or booze?
He had conflicting impulses, good and bad.
There was a friend.
A man or woman?
A man.
Benny.
He had, I'd say,
a negative effect on David's treatment.
Was he different at all, David?
Before the break-in? Days or weeks?
He doubled his sessions.
It was clear that there were things he wanted to say
but couldn't
until his last appointment.
Dr. Poole?
What did the stars say?
You're in love with him.
Yes.
♪ ♪
I'd very much like to see David again.
Could you take me to him?
Why?
Because I have the same question you do.
I had a wife, kids.
Now I can't see out of one eye.
I can't concentrate.
He ruined my life.
I just want to ask him why.
♪ ♪
So he's in charge.
Nobody's in charge.
We're here together.
And Melanie Bird?
Is she not the leader of your little band?
[foreboding string flourish]
What did you just say?
[ominous music]
It's a trap.
♪ ♪
- Shit. - Upstairs!
[machine guns firing]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Oh, all day, it's talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk.
My turn.
♪ ♪
[drumbeat]
[light music]
♪ ♪
♪ I had what I thought ♪
♪ Were clear, open eyes ♪
♪ Bright blue ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Vision of a lake ♪
♪ Carrying pictures to lay on you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Close the blinds ♪
♪ Let 'em in to mind ♪
♪ Opening at the edge of love ♪
♪ ♪
♪ You can't unthink a thought ♪
♪ Either it's there or not ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Shadows of the mountain ♪
♪ Don't tell of what's on Earth ♪
♪ The breadth and the height ♪
♪ Of an undiscovered first ♪
♪ Shadows of a mountain ♪
♪ Don't tell of what's in store ♪
♪ The height and the breadth ♪
♪ Is it wrong to want more? ♪
♪ ♪
We've been looking for you.
That was a mistake.
♪ ♪
♪ Is this the right mountain ♪
♪ For us to climb? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is this the way to live ♪
♪ For you to be mine? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is this the way to live ♪
♪ For me to be yours? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is this the way to live? ♪
♪ Is it wrong to want more? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is this the way to live ♪
[erratic drum music]
♪ For me to be yours? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Is this is the way to live? ♪
♪ Is it wrong to want more? ♪
[footsteps, indistinct radio chatter]
Sir?
Target's acquired.
- The other? - Secured but feisty.
It's a trick.
He's not...
Throw them in the vehicle.
I'll take them back myself.
All good in the head now?
♪ ♪
You think you're safe here,
with these clowns,
dreaming you're a mountain climber?
[indistinct whispers]
[wind whistling]
[whooshing]
Look, it's your little room.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
I am not in the mood.
[whistles]
Whoopsie.
I guess we got to talk.
Kid.
Hey, kid!
Are you my friend?
'Cause I could really use...
Yes, of course I'm your friend.
Come on.
It's just I'm Betsy Tough Love,
your mean friend.
But don't worry; I love you.
- Blow me. - I don't swing that way, bro.
But I could be talked into a circle jerk...
that is, if you can get it up in this place.
Walking around,
looking for an exit like an idiot.
All those years of practice,
and now... whoo... mission complete.
I lost my mind.
Yeah, well, you screwed up, kid.
I told you not to trust them, okay?
I mean, what kind of a name is Summerland?
You know, you let your guard down, man.
They gave you a shot, and now we're here.
No, he said it wasn't the drugs.
Who, Captain Nemo in his giant ice cube?
Come on, man, they doped you up
and kicked you out of your own body
to do who knows what.
Uncle Fiddly with the glasses and the angry girl inside him,
they could be fingering you right now.
Who are you, really?
I'm you.
I'm me.
♪ I'm everything you wanna be ♪
Please.
The truth.
Here's the truth, pal.
We got to get out of here, okay?
You and me,
'cause wherever you go, there I am.
And I can't hang out in this shit-stain no-place
much longer, okay?
I got things to do.
What does that mean?
So I was thinking.
If you just concentrate
or if together, maybe we...
Hey. [snaps fingers]
Or maybe you need a little more motivation.
- Wait, is that... - That's right.
In the real world,
that guy is about to shank your girlfriend.
- No. - Or worse.
- No. No! - Get mad.
- Oh, no. - No! No!
Come on! Let it come!
No!
[yelling]
Come on! Come on!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Syd!
Syd.
[eerie music]
It's okay. I'm here.
[gasping and groaning]
It's okay.
We were looking for you.
I know. I got lost.
Here, hold this. I'll check on the others.
♪ ♪
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Ah! [groans]
Run. I'll protect you. Go.
Grab her!
No!
[grunts]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[both grunting]
[groaning]
[weakly] David!
♪ ♪
Run!
No, it's me!
♪ ♪
[in Syd's voice] David.
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
[music box playing]
♪ ♪
[body thuds]
♪ ♪
[groaning]
[birds chirping]
[ominous musical flourish]
♪ ♪
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