Right this way.
The octopus salad is amazing.
♪ But you can't help but feel alone ♪
♪ You don't need a reason why ♪
♪ Hold your head and carry on... ♪
So, I was thinking we could just get
a bunch of little things and share?
That way we can try everything tapas-style.
Don't know what half this stuff is.
I've been wanting to come to this place for months.
What?
Ever since Clara Bordeaux won Chef Boss,
it's, like, impossible to get in here.
- What is it? - Hmm?
Well, you, you're looking at me weird.
Oh, am I? I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Anyway, she won last season of Chef Boss, and...
It's just, your hair.
What about my hair?
It's... it's curly.
Uh...
I feel like, in your profile photo, it was...
I feel like it was straight.
Um...
Okay.
It's not that curly.
- See? Uh, straight. - Mm-hmm.
Uh... curly.
I wear it both ways.
Okay.
Do you not like it, or something?
Yeah, it's fine.
So, I read on Yelp that the squid ink paella
is a must, so...
- Hello? - I'm really not crazy about...
I'm sorry. What-what did you just say?
That the squid ink paella is a must.
Hello?
Ooh, and do you like croquettes?
'Cause they've got pork or chicken.
Is someone there?
Um, hello?
Wait, wait, you can actually hear me?
What is... what's going on?
- This can't be real. - Uh, if that's okay with you,
I'm gonna get chicken. And it comes with four,
so we could each get two.
Yeah?
Are you okay?
Hmm? Hmm?
Uh...
I... am fine. I'm fine.
How are you doing this?
- Stop. Stop it. Stop it. - Uh, so maybe not the croquettes, then?
- Stop it. S-Stop it. - Unless you want them.
- Stop it. Stop it. - Oh, my God. What is happening?
I don't understand. Can you hear me?
Yes. Of course I can hear you. I'm talking to you.
Or I'm thinking at you, I guess. What is happening?
Is that what's happening?
- I have no fucking clue. - Excuse me?
- Are you still there? - What? No. I'm sorry.
- What? That wasn't for you. - Hello?
Okay.
- Look, if you don't want them... - Yes. Yes. Yes.
- Hello? - Yes.
Okay, you're not listening, are you, Phil?
- Hello? - Okay.
Yeah, okay.
Hey. Hey, hey, could you excuse me
for just one moment?
Uh... yeah.
Shit.
Am I going crazy?
If you're going crazy, then I-I guess I am, too.
Okay.
Ha-ha.
This is...
This is very funny... Uh...
Who is this? Get out of my head.
- You get out of my head. - No, you get out!
What are you, some... are you some kind of psychic?
No! I was just, I was just minding my own business at home
and your voice just suddenly popped into my head.
Oh, no, no, no, no... Okay.
- You listen to me. - I am listening to you.
Whatever the hell this is, I don't like it.
You don't like this? I don't like this!
Great, so stop talking to me.
And you stop talking to me.
- Deal! - Deal!
A voice in your head can mean a few different things.
A conscience, divine inspiration...
...or madness.
But what if, instead, it were a case of crossed wires,
one made through the tangled, enigmatic switchboards
of The Twilight Zone?
You're traveling through another dimension,
a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.
It is the middle ground between light and shadow,
between science and superstition.
And it lies between the pit of one's fears
and the summit of one's knowledge.
You are now traveling through a dimension of imagination.
You've just crossed over into The Twilight Zone.
Synced & corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com
Um...
Are you there?
Yep.
So, then I told her
to get out, but this morning she's still here.
- "She" being the voice? - Yeah.
Hmm. How did the rest of your date go last night?
As expected. Shitty.
You know, I dropped 200 bucks for nothing.
It's not a transaction.
No, of course not, I don't want a transaction.
I want something meaningful with someone awesome.
Mm-hmm.
I want to go back to this voice that you heard.
Can we discuss the possibility
that the voice was perhaps you?
Well, we spend a lot of time
in here talking about how you're "doomed to be alone,"
and how all these women, e-every date you bring up, in fact,
you say it's their fault that you're unhappy.
So, can we discuss the possibility
that this voice could, in fact, be a coping mechanism?
A fabrication that you made up to get out of a date
that you knew wasn't gonna go any further?
I-It wasn't going any further regardless, okay?
She was vapid, she was boring.
Her hair...
- It was different, but... - It's okay, Phil.
It's okay to have high standards,
but life isn't a romantic comedy.
And the perfect woman doesn't exist. So...
maybe you and I can come up with some strategies
- so you can compromise. - She could've compromised.
"She" being the voice or your date?
Well, the voice and I actually made a deal
to stop talking to each other.
That's a, that's a compromise, isn't it?
Yeah.
Philip, are you familiar with the term
dissociative identity disorder?
You might have heard of it referred to
as multiple personality disorder.
What, are you telling me I'm crazy?
No, that's not what I'm saying.
Yes, Doctor, I have some anxiety, and who doesn't have
a little existential dread these days? But come on.
Yes, you're right. Anxiety...
I'm bored.
- What are you up to? - There she is.
She is talking to me. She is talking to me right now.
This is not a good time. Okay? My shrink
is currently telling me that I'm...
Let me guess, that you're nuts?
And what's she saying?
That you think I'm crazy.
Oh, here it comes.
Philip,
the symptoms of dissociative identity disorder often overlap
with a number of...
Well, now she definitely thinks I'm nuts.
That is just great. Thank you so much.
Hey, you're the one
who checked in with me this morning.
What happened to our deal, huh?
Look, I wasn't trying to start a conversation
in the middle of therapy.
Well, I'm sorry for being bored.
- You know what's funny, though? - Huh?
My shrink tried to tell me the same thing
when I told her about you. God, what quacks.
Totally. Actually... She doesn't even know
I stopped listening to her, like, a minute ago.
That is, that is not an expert.
Mm-mm. Yeah, they're real experts
at telling us what's wrong with us.
How's this for a diagnosis?
My life is shitty, therefore I feel like shit.
Uh-huh. Yeah.
You're right. I don't have to listen to this.
You sure don't.
And the only way they know how to deal with it is by cutting
off from their thoughts and their feelings.
It's almost like they're watching themselves,
like they're watch...
Philip?
Are you okay?
Holy crap.
Did you actually leave
- in the middle of a session? - I did.
- Yeah, I did that. - Wow.
I would pay money to see her face
when you walked out that door.
Okay, all right, look, whoever you are,
this is freakin' weird.
You're just here, spying on me all the time.
My thoughts are private, okay?
God, don't flatter yourself.
You're not that interesting, pal.
Ugh.
♪ Back in '89 we'd say adieu... ♪
Psst. Hey.
Oh, my God. What do you want?
Uh, can you, like... see what I see?
What? No.
- Wait, can you see what I see? - No.
- No. No. - Oh, good.
But, okay, so you can't,
like, hear what I'm feeling or anything?
Did you basically sense me looking at that barista?
Oh, my God. Were you just ogling some chick?
No, no, no, no, that's not...
Oh, yeah, I can hear
all your disgusting thoughts...
- Oh, come on. - ...you perv.
- No, I-I swear... - Relax.
I can only hear when you're thinking at me.
Your voice just kind of pops into my head.
Besides, I have better things to do
than police your pervy thoughts.
Okay. Cool.
But who's this barista? You should ask her out.
♪ We got along... ♪
Don't you tell me what to do.
Oh, come on, be bold.
Go after what you want.
-Uh, there's no way. I wouldn't have a shot.
- Do it! Do it! - Come on, no.
- Do it! - Okay.
- Hey. - Hey.
I haven't seen you in a while.
How are you?
You give...
terrible advice.
What? How could it have gone wrong
- so fast? You know what? - Hmm?
Don't even tell me.
I think pizza can fix this.
Well, Big Tonio's is my favorite spot.
- I'm a regular. - Oh, sounds like
the perfect match for Chicky's Pies.
I'm there every Friday.
You know, it's a good thing
you're not here in person, 'cause I get this
whole meat lover's pie to myself.
Meat lover's, whoa, that is...
that's actually impressive.
Hey, Phil, the usual to go?
Um... actually, I'm gonna,
I'm gonna dine in tonight, I think.
Oh, okay.
Well, thank God you're not a pineapple girl.
Pineapple on a pizza?
That's blasphemy.
You know, I've been thinking about
whatever the hell this is.
How are we talking right now?
And why us?
Don't you think it's kind of special?
Special.
Or...
- totally insane? - Come on.
Shouldn't we, like, take advantage of this?
This is, like, some superpower shit.
We could rob a bank.
Or, you know, at least cheat at poker.
Oh, yeah, like,
like a, like a telepathic Bonnie and Clyde?
I got to admit
I was a tiny bit jealous of that barista.
Jealous?
What...? Come on.
- You couldn't even see her. - I don't know.
I couldn't help it.
So, um...
who are you?
Oh, okay. So we're doing this now?
Yeah, why not?
Hey, I'll go first.
I'm Phil.
Phil Hayes.
Annie, Annie Mitchell.
Whoa, did we just enter a whole new level of intimacy?
I think so, yeah. No, definitely, we did.
We should probably get married now.
Have three kids.
Definitely start saving for college funds.
Okay, so now what?
Um...
Well, now is the part
where I ask you where you're from.
I am from Diamond Falls.
Oh, wow, all right.
That's...
that is, like, hundreds of miles away.
From where?
- Ashford City. - Hmm.
It's nice to meet you...
Annie from Diamond Falls.
Well, not "meet you" meet you, but you know...
Nice to not meet you, too,
Phil from Ashford.
You know, there is something kind of romantic
about all of this, right?
Like, I don't really know who you are,
you don't really know who I am,
we're hundreds of miles away from each other, and yet
here we are, having this crazy psychic connection.
Hey, promise me you won't look me up.
It'll just ruin this whole
You've Got Mail moment we're having.
Yeah, okay.
I promise, Shopgirl.
Plus, it's actually better you don't know
that I'm a 400-pound guy living in my parents' basement.
Oh, wow.
Hey, Annie?
Cats or dogs?
Um... cats?
Oh, I'm so glad you said that.
Okay, okay.
- Coffee or tea? - Uh, coffee.
But only Americanos with one shot
and preferably from the...
I'm convinced that being
an only child has made me an introvert.
I have always said the same thing.
- No way. Really? You, too? - Yeah.
And on Christmas morning,
my grandma used to make these eggnog pancakes.
And I swear they would get
- the whole family drunk. - I always wanted to hike
the Appalachian Trail, but I do worry that I'd get dehydrated
- and definitely break a toe. - I think I'd worry more about bears.
I grew up in this town where you could hear the bells
from this church down the street, St. Joseph's...
I run into the first room I can see,
and thank God it's actually a bathroom.
No, stop it.
- This is too embarrassing, come on. - So... so I pull my pants down.
- Yeah? - And as soon as that happens...
I want you to watch,
watch how he puts the cue behind his back.
- Oh, yes! - I told you
- you were gonna like this game! - Ball potted!
Oh, this is the best game in...
One thing I have always wondered:
what it would be like to live on one of these
- cargo ships. - You know, I'm guessing smelly, cold,
wet, bad food?
Want me to keep going?
Okay, all right,
so I am thinking that...
Ooh, I'm thinking a scoop of mint chip?
- Can I get one... - No, no, no, no, two scoops!
Excuse me, can I get two scoops of mint chip, please, sir?
Thank you very much.
You win.
You happy?
Yes!
Thank you so much.
Oh, my God!
Reginald was a Dimidian?
That was the best season premiere ever.
Well, actually, that was part two
of the Kalokagathia-One miniseries.
So technically not the season premiere.
But, in any case, that's so much better
than the trash they're making these days, right?
Oh.
No wonder it's your favorite.
Yeah, and we can
watch all four seasons and the movie together.
Hey... hey, I have an idea.
Um, let's... talk.
Like, like, talk.
But we are talking.
But, yeah, but I want
to be closer to you.
Maybe... I don't know.
But maybe we can meet in person.
I, um...
It's complicated.
- Look, I'm tired. - What...?
I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? Good night, Phil.
Whoa, hold on, wait, wait, wait.
Annie?
Okay.
Come on.
What the hell?
Annie, you're married?
We never said we were exclusive.
Oh, my God.
Sorry, that was a... bad joke.
- I'm sorry, but... - Look...
it's-it's-it's, that's such a huge detail to leave out.
I guess you looked me up after all, huh?
Well, yeah... I'm glad I did now,
'cause when were you planning on telling me this?
Yes.
I am married.
But I haven't been happy for years.
And to be honest, I feel trapped.
Let's just say...
he's not a great guy.
And then you come along.
It just feels so good to be listened to again.
I've... I've never met someone
who gets me like you do, Phil.
Me neither.
Annie?
You awake?
Annie?
Hi.
Are you okay?
Wow.
Wow, I didn't know if you could hear me
if I was talking out loud.
That's crazy.
I guess I can hear you as long as you're thinking of me,
one way or another.
I wish you were here.
I'm here.
Hey, you wonder...?
You ever wonder why...
you're here?
Bees pollinate flowers and...
...worms decompose dead things and...
I can't think of a reason
why I exist.
What's my purpose?
Phil, all of us are here for a reason.
Including you.
Call it fate or whatever, but nothing's random.
Like this connection we have,
there's got to be a reason for it, right?
It just freaks me out.
I'm not...
not particularly successful.
Like talented or...
...alpha-male hot.
I'm just not special in any way, you know?
So...
why am I here?
Phil?
Even if we don't totally understand what the hell
we're doing with our lives, one day,
we'll look back and we'll see we were following our path.
With the way things are in my life right now,
if I didn't believe there was something better out there
for me, like, I don't know, an escape hatch
to happiness or something,
I couldn't get out of bed in the morning.
Phil, I promise you, you do have a purpose.
Oh, man, I...
I have to be at work in three hours,
but I just don't want to hang up.
Me neither. I don't want to be alone.
Mm-mm.
Be with me, Phil.
Touch me, Phil.
Oh, Annie.
Annie.
My God, these past few weeks, they've...
They've been the best weeks of my life.
You're like... you're everything I've ever been looking for.
I have to meet you, like, today.
Phil, I never meant for things to get this far.
We're in too deep.
I need it to stop, Phil.
Annie, no. Annie...
Um, I know you feel this, too, so...
It's too dangerous for me.
This is special. You s... you said so.
It's dangerous. I-I can't do this anymore.
I'm sorry, Phil, I can't.
Uh, Annie, wait. Just plea...
Annie...
Annie!
Annie?
Oh, God. Have you seen this garbage trailer
for the new Deadstick 2 movie? It's like they...
They're-they're not even trying anymore.
Oh, what the hell? You can't even respond to me
like a, like a human being?!
I get it, dude! You're married! I'm just trying to be friendly!
You don't have to be such a bitch!
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I just miss you.
Come on, no, no.
Hello?
Annie?
Hello, Phil?
It's Mrs. King.
Third of the month.
Rent is due.
Yeah. Yeah, I'll get back...
I'll get back to you later.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, I just need to know that this was real.
That you were real.
Please, just say something...
to me and I will...
I'll leave you alone forever, just say some...
Please, please, please, please.
So, you have, uh, two cats, huh?
Nope.
You sure? I remember you saying...
saying something about having two, two cats.
Yeah, I-I definitely didn't.
I'm allergic, so...
I feel like you did.
Um, where did you say you were from, again?
Uh, here.
Oh, wow, like the, the city proper?
Mm-hmm.
I never meet anyone who's actually from Ashford.
You know, everyone claims they're from Ashford,
but they're really from Beaver Crest or wherever.
You know, Florida's the opposite.
Nobody wants to admit they're from Florida.
Phil?
Annie?
Oh, my God, it's so good to hear your voice!
Oh, God, Annie!
Annie, oh, I miss you so much.
Life sucks without you.
Oh, my God, I've been...
Barely been able to get out of bed.
I'm a total wreck, but-but these last few weeks
without you have got me thinking,
and-and here's the thing, Phil: I need you.
Let's do it.
- Do what? - Let's meet, like you said.
Wait. Y-You're serious?
- Yes! - Wh-What about your husband?
I'm tired of waiting. I'm ready for my life to begin,
and it, and it can't happen without you.
Oh, my God! That is the best news ever!
Halfway between where I am and where you are
is exactly in Pilson Bay.
Come meet me, Phil.
Let's meet in the middle.
♪ You were made for me ♪
♪ And nothing more ♪
♪ Guided by your voice ♪
♪ I see the shore ♪
♪ Yeah, the papers can't report ♪
♪ What they don't know ♪
♪ So I'll be all the seasons ♪
♪ Till I'm fall ♪
♪ If you run away... ♪
I can't believe that in exactly four hours and 12 minutes,
I get to finally see your face.
I feel like I'm in a fever dream,
and I don't ever want to wake up.
Is this actually happening?
It is happening, Annie.
There's a free table
- by the end of the bar. - Oh.
Me, too. You face front.
So, what should we do when we get there?
Well, I know the first thing I'm gonna do.
I am gonna run over to you and I'm gonna pick you up
in my arms and I'm gonna give you the biggest kiss
that you've ever gotten in your whole damn life.
Oh, you want to know what I'm gonna do first thing?
- Excuse me, is this seat taken? - Sorry, someone's sitting here.
- What? - Call the cops
on this random dude who's all up in my face.
No, I'm-I'm gonna kiss you right back
- and never let you go. - Mm-hmm.
♪ So much it makes you wanna cry now... ♪
Oh, yeah, oh...
Oh, my God, this... second verse is my favorite!
Oh, yeah, this is so good.
- Oh, so good. - Okay, I got to confess something.
- Okay. - I kind of only listen to show tunes.
Goddamn it, stop it.
Stop saying that to me.
- Why? What? They make me happy. - Annie, what?
All right, well, my lords,
I'm just gonna have to do something about that.
I'll help you, I'll-I'll show you the light.
Goddamn, Annie, I just...
I have been searching for you my whole life and...
- Phil? - Yeah?
There's a weird guy staring at me.
Well, tell him to fuck off. You're mine.
No, he's...
he's making me feel super uneasy.
I'm... mm... I'm gonna move to another train car.
Oh, are you serious?
Annie, are there other people around?
Oh, my God, he's following me.
He's sit...
Annie. Annie, are you okay?
He's sitting right next to me.
Oh, my God, what a psycho.
Um, okay, try not to worry.
Annie, you're gonna be okay. Hey, I'm here with you.
But you're not really.
But I'm here with you in your head.
So just go somewhere safe, okay?
The train is stopped.
I'm just... I'm... I'm gonna get off here, okay?
I'm at the Kingswood Station, so meet me there.
- Oh, my God, Phil! - What? What-What-What's going on?
He got off the train, too!
Um... hey, look for people.
- There's nobody here! - Okay.
Stay calm, stay calm, stay... Uh, keep moving.
I'm behind this big horse.
Horse? Horse? Where are you?
- He's coming! - Get out of there!
There's a holiday market.
- Should I make a run for it? - Yeah, yeah.
Just, uh, we'll do it together. Are you ready?
Three, two, go! Run! Annie, go!
I'm with you. I'm with you, baby.
Annie, what's happening?
Talk to me.
Holy shit. Holy shit.
- Huh? What? - I did it!
I think I'm safe.
There's, there's lots of people here.
- I... I think I lost him. - Oh! Thank...
- Thank God. - Oh, my God. Whew!
That was scary.
Talk about an exciting start to our trip, huh?
- Yeah, you think? - Should I get you
a Christmas gift while I'm here?
- Yeah... - Oh, God.
I'm gonna go back to the... Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- What? What? - Phil, he's here!
Annie?
Annie! Annie!
Annie?
Annie? Annie?
Is everything all right? You okay?
Yeah... uh, yeah, Kingswood. Kingswood.
Sir?
Kingswood. How long until we get to the Kingswood Station?
We arrive at 6:15.
Four hours, man, that's too much time. Um...
Sir? You're going to have to calm down,
or I'll be throwing you off at the next stop,
and it'll be a lot longer to Kingswood than that.
- Sit down. - Yeah.
I got it.
Hey, hey.
Baby, if you can hear me, I'm coming to save you.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Excuse you.
Watch it.
Your attention, your attention...
Horse. Horse.
Horse, horse. Um...
Market.
Okay, okay!
Hold on, baby!
Hey, hey! Wait. Please. Wait, please!
Please, please. Wait.
Wait, have you seen this woman? Have you seen this woman?
Have you seen this woman, please?
Wait, wait, wait!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no!
- Phil? - Annie?
Annie? Annie, oh, my God, you're alive. Are you okay?
- Where are you? - I-I came to...
and it's dark and it smells musty.
Baby, I'm in Kingswood, I've been looking all over for you.
I have your glasses. Um...
You got to give me something... Okay, just anything, so I can,
so I can find you... uh, sights or sounds or-or smells, please.
I think I'm in the woods.
I hear an owl in the distance?
An owl. An owl.
An owl.
Yeah?
Any other houses in this area, man?
You're looking at it.
- Yeah? - Can I help you with something, pal?
Yeah, perhaps you can, pal.
You hiding anything back there?
- What are you talking about? - Yeah...
Was there a woman... was there a woman in this area tonight?
What the hell are you doing
on my porch in the middle of the night?
How about you just answer my question, asshole?
You get the hell out of here or I'm calling the cops.
Call 'em. Call the cops. Call 'em.
Annie, Annie, did the man who took you have a beard?
Yes! Yes, he did!
And a-a plaid shirt!
Motherfucker.
Where is she?!
I-I'm sorry.
I'm-I'm sorry.
Phil, are you still here?
Yeah.
You got quiet.
Daddy?
Audra, where are you?
Honey, what are you doing?
You know you need to go to bed. Come on. Come on, let's go.
Annie. Hey, it's me.
Who are you?
- Annie. - What are you doing here?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- What did you do to my husband? - No, no, no, hey, hey, hey, hey.
No, no, no, it's-it's me, it's Phil. It's Phil from Ashford.
You know, we were gonna meet halfway
in-in Pilson Bay, and then...
Um, and then, uh, I got off the train and, uh...
- and I got your glasses. - Mom?
- You needed me to save your life. - I'm scared.
Stay away. You stay away! Stay away from us.
- No. No, what-what, hey, please. - No, don't come any closer. No...
- Stay right there! Stay... - Mom, I'm scared.
No, but you needed me to save...
- Annie? Just wait... - Get away from us.
- Run to your room and close the door. - Mommy...
Please, Annie.
No. Don't come any closer to me.
I just saved your life!
I just saved your life.
- Freeze! Show me your hands. - What?
- You, sir, hands where I can see them. - No...
- Freeze. - Don't move.
Wh-What is happening?
He broke into my house!
- What? - Get on the ground!
No. Just-just wait. Just wait. Hey...
Annie... No! Hey, ow!
You don't understand, she was in danger!
Annie, can you hear me?! Say something! Please!
I don't know who he is! I've never seen him before.
He broke into my house and he attacked my husband.
- Why... why are you saying that? - Please help me!
- He attacked my husband! - We've been talking for weeks.
- No! - Tell them about Pilson Bay.
Annie! Annie!
You want to take this psychopath down to the station,
or should I?
He's all yours.
You owe me.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my... She's right.
My shrink's right, I'm...
I hear voices.
I...
I traveled halfway across the country for nobody.
I killed a random guy!
I just, just bashed his face in.
I killed a guy.
And his daughter, and his poor daughter.
It's just me.
I'm a murderer. Oh, I'm a murderer.
It's all me. It was just me.
Oh, my God!
Oh...
Hello, Phil.
- Annie? - Oh, God,
I've been waiting for this day for a long time.
- What? - I told you it was complicated.
What are you talking about?
This was about a better future for me and Audra.
Thank you so much.
I don't understand. What are you...
What is happening here?
You were my escape hatch, Phil.
You saved us.
Now my life can finally begin, all because of you.
No. No. No.
Oh, my God, you are a monster.
You... You're... you lied to me!
No, not really.
All I ever did was tell you what you wanted to hear,
and you were willing to kill for it.
I told you, you had a purpose.
Goodbye, Phil.
No, oh, no!
What kind of compromise goes
into connecting with another human being?
Is it meeting in the middle?
Or going all the way to the end of the line?
Philip Hayes found connection
but only with the darkest part of his soul.
A region of self that he'll inhabit
for the rest of his life.
Here, in The Twilight Zone.