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- What does this guy do, again?
- He's my business manager.
Pays all my bills.
Telephone, rent, charge cards, everything.
I want him to pay yours too.
I mean, let's face it:
We both recently got huge cash settlements,
we don't need to worry about money, so
why should we, right?
- I'm ashamed of those days.
I'm ashamed of myself, and embarrassed.
I feel like a failure.
- Ah, new sheets!
And they're grey.
- Oh, no.
We want color in a thousand threat count!
Go get feather pillows.
Hi.
I'll take these.
Mm-mm.
- That'll be $503.65.
Thank you.
Do you ...
- No, I do not.
- Thank you.
Have a nice day.
- Don't I need to sign it?
- You already did, ma'am.
- Oh.
Yes.
Yes, I did.
Thank you.
- Ready?
- Oh,
yeah, I just need some ba-
please tell me this is the last thing we had to do.
- That's it.
- Okay, let's get back to your house.
Oh, you should've had those ready.
- Sorry, sorry.
- Oh, I'm lost in candiland.
If only my father were here to help me!
Oh, hi dad, how you doing?
You're my father!
- Seriously, Samson?
Every time we get around dead bodies
you go all pre-school on me.
Grow some balls.
- Lighten up.
Just trying to figure out their mindset.
Look at this place.
Call from: God.
- Peter, pick up the phone please.
I know you hear my voice, come on.
I'm beginning to know your answering machine quite well
this past month. - If you don't talk
to him, he's gonna come here.
- This is your father talking; That's an order.
- Hello?
Good dad, good.
- Now, how's the knee?
Uh, that's a stupid question.
I just wanted to make sure you're okay.
That's all.
- Yeah, yeah, I'm leaving for england tomorrow.
There's a chance I could get to go on with them
and do some promoting on a world class level.
Maybe a month.
I've got everything taken care of on this end.
Well I made the contact a long time ago, dad.
It just came up.
- Take care.
And give my regards to the queen.
He's coming back.
- Well hello there, neighbor.
You wanted to see me? - Yeah.
Follow me.
- It's not every day that the elusive Arnie
asks me over; It must be a special occasion.
- Here are your pie plates.
Thanks for spoiling me.
- Oh great, cause these cost about 30 cents each.
- I washed them.
- You okay? - - Yeah.
- Is it your knee, do you need a doctor?
- No, no, no. It just clicks sometimes.
Just the way it's gonna have to be.
Could've been worse.
- It's good to have a positive attitude.
- In fact, I never used to believe in god.
- Do you now?
- What am I missing here, Arnie?
What's the magic formula?
Is it cherry?
Blueberry?
- All of the above.
- Me, I just have the book of Arnie.
- What's that?
- Let's see what psalm 14 has to say.
- I want you to know
that drinking isn't the answer.
Take it from me.
It prolongs your depression.
- Thou shalt not drink. Praise Arnie.
- How many pies has a gal gotta bake before you
take a hint and ask her out?
Oh, because sooner or later
she's gonna open up her stupid mouth hoping
that you'll rescue her.
Please tell me you're following me, Arnie.
- You want to go out?
- Pick me up at seven?
- Yes ma'am.
- We just grew apart.
And now he thinks some cheap advice is gonna fix everything.
- Well he is not gonna be an issue
for the next little while, so i think
we should...
Remove him from the apartment.
- All messages deleted.
- I'm half empty without you.
Marines don't cry.
You're all I got.
And I love you so much.
- Hi. - - Hello.
- New sheets!
- Is it too early to fall in love with you?
Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were awake.
- I've been here for so long without going home.
- Tess! Look at me.
For the first time in ages I meet someone who
makes me feel at peace, and what do I do?
I get so excited...
That I smother her.
I'm really not like this.
I'm just so happy.
- I'm happy too.
But there's...
There's something about me that you don't know.
I can't have children.
- That's it? You can't have kids?
- That's what...
My scar is from.
I was pregnant...
Something went wrong so they took it
out of me, they...
They took it all out of me.
- Tess, I don't want kids.
- You say that now.
- Thought about it upside down and sideways.
No interest.
- Charles wanted kids more than
he wanted me.
- Maybe he's the one who's missing something.
He let the perfect contessa
slip through his fingers.
- You think I'm perfect?
- Oh, I love having you here.
- That was...
I've always felt like I've been alone before.
I think that's the first time I've ever made love.
- What's happening here?
- I've never felt so close so fast.
- So how's the billster doing with soccer?
- Oh, pretty good.
He's gotta hit the field more, but uh,
he's all obsessed with this blog of his.
- You gotta beat that art shit right out of him.
Trust me, you don't want him to end up
like one of these whack jobs.
- It tickles!
Is it a puppy dog?
- Uh-uh.
- Is it a truck?
- Nope.
- Is it a pair of pants?
- Ha, wrong!
Now press back,
and hold still.
- I can do that.
- Can you now?
- It's a cactus.
- It's not a cactus!
I think it looks like us.
Our own little private expression.
- Uh-oh.
But now the rest of the place looks super bland.
- Yeah!
You're right!
How dare this goddamn place be so boring!
- We have to fight against it!
- Yeah!
- Delivery, paint.
- Just leave it.
- I need a signature, please.
This is all the...
That we had left over.
- Leave!
- Pardon me? - - Leave!
- What about the Dolly?
- Charge me.
- Oh, I'm gonna charge you.
- That's gonna dry like that.
- Well...
Who needs heat?
- I feel like we need some music.
- Yeah, that's a fantastic idea.
- I'm starting to believe in god.
- Really?
- I think you're god.
- Then you must me god too.
That means that I can actually learn about god
by studying you.
- That's gonna take a long time.
- Shh!
There is no time in here!
- What do you mean, there's no time in your apartment?
- This is ...
Candiland.
&k there goes my heart
&k it goes ... &k
no calendars, no clocks, no time.
- No more social media judgements.
- Mm-mm.
- I'll do it if you do it.
- I'll do it.
I'm doing it!
&k there goes my heart &k
- I am king Peter, and you are queen contessa!
- I love you.
- I love you too.
- The citizens of candiland are not safe.
- No one is a match for the 50 foot librarian!
- The army is in its way!
We're gonna take her down, that's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna throw everything we've got at her.
If she thinks that she can come to our city
and, oh no, she's coming!
- I am coming for you.
- We meet again, gigantor man!
You really think you can handle this?
- I came here to bend you over the bed.
- I can't kiss you!
I can't kiss you.
Aw, your nose!
- Malfunction, malfunction.
- What is our purpose?
I mean, if we are god, and well,
we are...
Who are we helping, because isn't the meaning
of life to help others?
- Well we're helping each other.
- I guess so.
- Well...
Maybe we need to help each other first,
and then we'll figure out how to help others.
We need to meld together first.
Become as close as possible.
- Peter...
- Hm?
- Will you marry me?
- Right now?
Absolutely, of course!
What do you mean, like the merging of two dualities?
Should we do it right now?
- No, no, no I think we should
think about it, and then do it right.
- Well, okay, so how should we do it then?
- Um, well we have to write our vows.
- He's not there?
Thank you, sir.
- Okay, enough with the phone.
- England's got a lot of hotels.
- If he wanted you to have his phone number,
he would've called you.
- You ready?
- Yes!
Okay.
Ta-da!
- Wow.
- Peter needs to get back on the right track,
and I am what he needs.
- No, he needs to jump out of the nest.
He needs to spread his wings.
He doesn't need his father telling him what to do.
- Where are your papers and everything?
- Mm, shh.
King Peter, I want to live here
in candiland with you
forever. - Hold it!
I'm not just his father, I'm his everything.
- Wow. - - Yes wow.
- So you smothered the poor boy, and now you're gonna
fix everything by smothering him again?
- Queen Tessa...
I wanna live here with you
in candiland forever.
- What I'm telling you is-
- you just want to be in control.
- Is that you, Arnie? - - Yes.
- Well...
You don't always have to be the leader.
- And so we are one.
- Maybe you should try following.
- Yes ma'am.
- I love you, Peter.
Good morning, honey lover.
- Did I notice any strange smells?
You know I live right next to the garbage chute, right?
And I work at a chemical plant.
And my girlfriend's an escort.
So I'm kinda, like,
used to weird smells.
- Okay, well did you notice anything unusual
from the guy living in 619?
- Nah, he seemed like a pretty cool dude actually.
- Peter, can you hear me?
- I'm worried about my knee.
- Well, there are surgical procedures that we can do, but
nothing is 100%.
We can help you get your quality of life back though.
- Will any of these things result in me
playing tennis again?
- No.
No.
I know you don't want to believe this, but
you're a lucky man.
- But tennis is all I have.
- Cold.
Well you're gonna have to start looking at the world
a little bit differently, Peter.
You look around,
you'll find something worth living for.
- And that's it?
- Yes, you hear me Peter?
- There's nothing else you can do for me?
- There is one thing, doctor.
- Yes, yes there is one thing.
One thing that will solve all of your problems,
get you back on the court by Monday.
- Really, what is it?
Please tell me, I'll try anything.
- It's the fresh scent of bright beam laundry detergent.
Oh, nothing leaves a softer-
&k bright beam &k
- bright beam laundry detergent.
Nothing gets your clothes...
- Peter?
What's going on?
- Nothing.
The television broke.
It's nothing.
And who needs it.
Who needs time?
Force me into some pointless routine.
I'm not a slave to schedule anymore!
- Hey!
Hey, what the fuck man?
Hey, you can't leave your fucking shitty TV here, man.
What the fuck?
Hey!
I'm calling the manager, fuck face.
Hey man, come on.
- Someone will take the set away.
It's not that big a deal.
- Let's just have a little conversation about you
and where you place your TV man, that's it man.
Just me and you and my fist in your face.
- Guy's probably got a list of sins a mile long
but he's Mr. consumatic!
Screaming like a jackass at another human being!
- You got some serious fucking issues.
You know what?
I'm gonna keep this fucking clock.
This is fucking mine.
- I don't want to go out there.
- All the way up and down this fucking hallway
you piece of shit!
Fucking asshole.
Dick.
- It'll go away.
- What's it like for you not being able to have kids?
- I feel...
Broken.
I feel trapped
inside the body that killed my baby.
- Tess...
You are the most beautiful woman
that I've ever met.
- I'm hideous.
- You're gorgeous.
You have a beautiful face,
and a painfully sexy body.
- You're the first person to ever make me feel attractive.
- Well, you've been with the wrong people.
You are the perfect woman.
And these...
Are the perfect breasts.
- They don't feel perfect.
- What do they feel like?
- Tombstones.
I miss my baby.
How do you miss someone that
you've never even met?
- It's okay, Tess.
You can let it out.
I'm here.
- Don't make me break this door down.
I've been the nobel's office.
Food is delivered here every week.
- Is this how my night's gonna go right now?
I'm just gonna have people yelling at every goddamn door?
Can I help you, man?
- Get back in there.
- The fuck is going on here?
- Stay in there!
- I'm calling the cops you motherfucker!
- Call 'em, dummy.
- You can't even live your own life, old man!
- You don't know what's going on anymore!
- The second I find happiness
here you are desperate to take it away.
- Peter, come on, this is your father.
- Well not this time!
- Hm.
- I am a legal adult now,
and there ain't a goddamn thing that you can do
to get into this place.
- I like that, I like that attitude.
- I hate you!
- For god's sake.
- I hate you, and i don't want anything ever
to do with you ever again.
- I'm dismissed.
- I'm free now.
You answered my prayers.
- Did you get it?
- What?
Did I get what? What're you talking about?
You asked me if I got it.
What did I get?
- I'm sorry Peter, I just woke up.
I must've been dreaming or something.
Peter moping so long!
- Sorry. I upset dad.
- Yeah?
He's gone!
Been long gone since a long time.
What would you like for...
Food time?
Ooh!
Need help?
- No.
Cookies.
- Perfect.
Oopsie!
- Tess!
What is it?
- I saw it, I saw it.
- Saw what?
- The date.
The date was on the receipt.
The time, I saw the time.
- I know.
- You do? - - Yes.
- We communicate...
- Without talking.
- I miss not knowing that it's march 21st.
- Hey...
Gone.
Here.
Replaced.
- What're we doing here?
- Making a statement.
- What's that?
- That life can be giggles and crunch.
Giggles and crunch?
- Squiggles and scrunch!
- Where's that water coming from?
- It's slow leak from the ceiling.
Looks like they tried to stuff paper in it to plug it.
It's just mush now.
- Do you ever wonder if they're happy?
I mean now that they're not secretly sneaking around
behind everyone's backs, where's the excitement?
I mean, would it be gone?
Because they have now had to make the switch
from being irresponsible to being responsible,
and I don't think that Charles could be
that kind of a husband to someone, you know?
He's always gonna wanna be distracted by other
things, and not really giving his whole...
- You know, I don't want to hear about Charles anymore.
- But you keep asking me questions.
- And they all lead you to talking about him
and I'm sick and tired of hearing his name.
- Well he was kind of a big part of my life-
- I know, I know, I know!
I know. I know.
But he's not anymore.
And I'm sick and tired of thinking about his hands on you.
I want us to forget about that time.
All of our energy should be put into today.
Into us.
- My past is a big part of who i am.
- I know my darling, but let's just
say that history molded you into the wonderful person
that you are, and be done with it.
- But...
No, all week all we've been talking about
is me, we haven't talked about you at all.
- There's nothing worth knowing, really.
- No fair!
Uh-uh.
You haven't told me anything about...
The accident. - Ah.
I'm sorry.
Car hops the curb and nails me.
It was a drunk idiot.
Totally his fault.
And I got a huge cash settlement.
But still, everyone else managed to
get out of his way.
Except for me,
the tennis pro.
- Babe...
- And that was that.
I love you, Tess.
- I love you, Peter.
- I want to wash my past away from my hands.
I want you to wash your past away too.
Can you do that for me?
- Okay.
No more past.
- I don't know Donnie, it's been like 10 years
since I've been out dancing.
Charles never- - uh-uh.
Tonight has nothing to do with Charles.
- It isn't even final yet!
- It is for him!
I mean, Jesus, he already shacked up with that
blonde slut, spending his nights-
- it's not like I'm gonna have revenge sex.
- Right, you should totally deny yourself sex,
that way it will teach him a lesson.
- I can't believe you talked me into this skirt.
This skirt is ridiculous.
- Your ass is ridiculous!
Smile, pretty girl!
Oh my god, you look so pretty!
- So how're you supposed to meet someone
when you have to shout to talk?
- No, no, it's not about talking.
Just be, go like this, go like this: Just like...
You're just looking around,
you're having fun, it's just so much fun to be here.
Okay, it's never worked that fast before.
Bye!
Excuse me ladies, pardon me, sorry.
Oh my god, the lighting is so much better over here.
Isn't it? Hi, I'm Donnie.
I'm not even high yet.
- What'll you have?
- I'll try a shot of that picaberry blue.
- No, no, no, get her something different.
Anything else she wants, just not that.
- You look a little young to buy me a drink.
- Tess, stop.
- Bye Donnie.
Thank you for introducing me to the man of my dreams.
- Honey, you don't have to do this.
There's a way for you to keep Peter
and your sanity, all you have to...
All you have to do is...
- Goodbye Charles.
I hope it hurts.
Sometimes.
- What? What's going on?
- Peter, Peter, Peter.
I love you, I love you.
I just want to be here and now, just like you said.
Just us forever and ever and ever and ever.
- Comfy! - - Out.
- Why? - - Out!
- Where? - - Bathroom.
- Hurry!
- Yes.
- Why do you terrorize yourself so much?
- Oh, oh, oh, settle.
- I'm comfy. - - Settle.
Peter?
Looser.
- Why?
- Loose!
- Comfy! - - Up.
- Where? - - Bathroom.
- No!
- Yes!
- Me too?
- Okay, come.
Peter...
No, you're too close!
I mean always.
Sorry, terrible sorry, so sorry.
- Die.
- Please no.
No, petey, petey.
I love you so!
Peter?
- Kitchen. - Me too?
- Come then.
Call from: God.
- You can coach,
you can go back to school.
We'll find something together.
We'll figure this out.
- Your ass is ridiculous!
Hey.
Hey you!
Mind if I take a peek?
- What're you having?
- I will have anything.
And I mean anything
other than that picaberry bullshit whatever.
- Don't like sweet drinks?
- Just that I don't like being told what to drink
while I try and take a piss.
But that's too much to ask for nowadays, ain't it?
- I suppose.
Try this on.
- What'll you have?
- I'll try a shot of that picaberry blue.
- No, no, no.
Get her something different.
Anything else she wants, just not that.
- You look a little young to buy me a drink.
- What's your name?
- Tess.
Contessa.
Tessa.
- One more.
- Bye bye, I gotta cut out.
- Oh, we have to go already?
- Uh, yeah right no.
We...
- You look great together!
What a nice couple!
Oh my gosh you look like his mom.
- Shut up!
- Oh my gosh, I hear that young man's got a car.
Good for you.
Sometimes it feels like...
Wow.
- Ow.
What number do you live in?
- I don't know, just pick a door.
- What number do you live in?
- I don't even know if this is the right building.
- Wait, wait, stop!
- What?
- I don't know your name.
What is your name? - Peter.
Okay, you may resume.
Oh Peter.
Peter!
- What?
- What's going on?
You're sitting there like there's something you want to say.
- Thinking.
- Share.
- No.
- Well I need an outlet.
You can take all of this stuff and you can
compose it in your head, but...
I need something else.
- Outlet.
- Read?
- Why?
- Oneness.
- My Peter.
Okay?
- Uh-huh.
- Petey?
- Hm?
- I'm devoted to you.
I love you so.
- Why do you terrorize yourself so much in your sleep?
- Why do you keep wrecking candiland?
- Because you seek perfection.
- Guilt is an end you dissect in my every word
looking for something that you can lord over me.
- Do you think I want to be saved?
- Once you believe that the bad dreams will go away.
- Why am I here?
You don't dare answer that question.
Do you?
- What're you doing,
you're just whispering to me in my sleep?
- Happy thoughts, petey!
Just wanting closeness.
Petey?
- Not ready.
- I miss you so much.
- I...
- Please...
- Oh, stinky.
Please.
- No.
- Stinky!
Please, needs cleaning!
- Cleansing?
- Yes!
Stinky place needs cleaning.
- Yes.
You need cleansing.
This is candiland,
and in candiland there is all the time in the world.
I want to wash my past away from my hands.
I want you to wash your past away too.
Can you do that for me?
- It's not your fault that I died inside you.
It was my fault.
If only I could've been someone you could like.
- You locked the door!
- I'm sorry, so sorry.
- Who hurt my contessa?
- My poor Tess.
- Fix it!
- There.
- My king.
- Now they'll all worship you,
and you will rule over them forever and ever.
And they will never curse you...
Again.
- But after a day,
what is a day?
But with some reflection, i always understand
his motives.
Perhaps that is where I'm meant to be.
It'll help make sure everyone understands
what I am writing.
What am I writing?
If Peter is god, and this is an experiment...
Then what I'm writing is...
Peter!
We're saints!
And, and maybe you're the Messiah!
And these together, they illustrate it all.
They're a new gospel.
Together?
- Together.
Call from: God.
- He's leaving a message.
Call from: God.
- Hello?
- God, my boy, it's good to hear you voice.
Listen, do you think we might be able
to get together sometime?
- No, no, no, no, no!
- Okay, so you're the new Messiah.
- Not yet.
Not yet.
We're not cleansed yet.
We're not ready.
- He says cleansed a lot.
I can't remember the last time I saw him eat.
He's seeking some form of enlightenment.
If I am to be a good wife,
if I am to be a Saint,
I need to find a way to join him.
- Oh wow, Arnie!
I didn't know you were so good with your hands.
- When you're in the marine corps
you learn how to tenderize the feet
for the marching and the combat.
You know, when Peter turned pro we were on the road
a lot, and I didn't want something like
a sore shoulder to slow us down.
I know he's all I talk about.
- More like obsess about.
- It's just hard to shake off.
All that time building a perfect future for my boy,
and it's gone.
- I cleaned for you.
- You peeked. - - Peeked?
At your drawings?
No I didn't.
- You did.
- Trash!
Out.
- No.
- The garbage, it'll come back and it'll haunt you.
- Haunt?
- Uh-huh, haunt.
The trash will haunt you.
- Curse?
- That's right.
Old, moldy, smelly garbage is a curse.
- My son wanted to be a doctor.
I remortgaged the house, i sold everything I could,
worked a second job, all to try and get him
through medical school. - And what happened?
- Well, he became a doctor.
Got a good practice, good house.
And every once in a while if I'm lucky
he sends me a Christmas card.
- Come on, Peter!
Let's not play this game anymore, just talk to me!
- No.
Don't curse me.
- Relax, it's just the food.
Who is it?
- Delivery.
- You can just leave it out there, please.
- Okay.
- Stand down!
- No!
- Oh my god.
- Daddy!
- Oh, son.
You're not eating.
- I'd die first!
- The great tragedy in life is not death,
it's what dies inside of you while you're living.
- I'm not a fucking robot
that you can just keep programming.
- No, but you're becoming a robot that has no program.
- Peter says if he had a gun he would kill you.
- Well he doesn't have,
so I'm safe and so are you.
I'm keeping my eye on you buddy.
Oh damn.
There's nothing in there.
There's no nutrition!
Nothing but stupid stuff.
This is not an attack.
This is a rescue mission.
- You phony prick!
You never loved me.
- I do love you.
- No you don't!
- I do love you!
I'll be back.
With more reinforcements.
I'm gonna make my point with you, son,
and you're gonna get it.
That's my mission here.
You can yell and scream all you want
but I do not fail.
Oh boy.
- What're we gonna do?
Stop it, Peter!
I'm not perfect yet.
- You tried to be separate, you let him in.
Refused to be cleansed.
- He forced his way in.
- Don't even try to know my thoughts!
- He knocked me against the door
and it really hurt.
Okay, what number am I thinking right now?
- You let him in.
- You don't know because you can't read my mind,
but I guess that's my fault too.
- And now you're lying about it.
- See, you tried to say that you're being one with me
but, you know, it's nothing but excuses to talk to you.
Wrong.
You keep sabotaging everything.
- Me?
Draw.
Just work it out.
Write it down.
- I could kill you so easily.
- You can't kill me, cause then we can't finish the gospel.
No, you must protect me.
It's our work.
- My work!
- I will haunt you!
I will come back and I will screech and I will hiss
at all hours, and then I will find your father and I will
haunt him too, so much that I'll make him come back here
and find you and he'll put you in the place where they
keep the fucking loonies.
So draw!
Put down what you...
What you're feeling.
I know now that it's pain that motivates Peter.
How I loathe to hurt him, but he needs it.
He gathers his strength by rallying against it.
But I must not abuse this power.
It can only be used for the good of the gospel.
&k there goes my heart
&k there goes my heart &k
- police, open up!
You won't answer the phone.
- Daddy!
- I've got the police here
to force their way in.
- Daddy, please go away.
- No!
I'm not going away.
- Peter, this is officer Bauer.
Open the door, please.
- Daddy...
If you love me- - shut up!
You open the door now.
- I can only get through this without you,
do you understand?
- You need my help!
Open up the door!
- No!
- Well I got news for you,
I'm gonna force this door open.
- If you do, I'll never forgive you.
- Sir, we can't just bust down someone's door without
just cause. - Are you worried
about his safety?
- I'm his father.
That's why I'm pushing hard.
And maybe I should be using a gentler approach.
I don't know how to do that.
- That tends to be more effective in these situations.
- Here's my card.
If things escalate we can always come back,
try this again.
- Yes ma'am.
Well thank you both very much.
- Good luck.
- Peter, I've sent the police away.
Are you still there?
- Yes.
- This is good, us having a talk like this.
Do you feel it's good?
- No.
- I appreciate it even more.
I want to know how your lady friend in there is doing?
She's beautiful.
You better be treating her like the lady she is.
- Go away, dad.
- I love you, son.
I'll come back tomorrow and we can talk some more then.
- Maybe.
- Maybe?
That's a good answer.
- Maybe.
- I heard you.
I like it when you're talking to me.
Keep feeling that!
- What? What did I do?
- No more curses.
- I didn't curse anything.
- How did it get in?
- What?
- That thing that you were chanting.
- That?
That's just an old tune from a stupid dog food commercial.
- Do you want some dog food, Tess?
- Ow, ow, no I don't!
- This place could be paradise but you keep letting them in!
- Letting what in?
Peter!
Peter, gather your thoughts for me.
- They could've used psychology to cure the sick.
They'll trick us into remembering useless garbage.
Useless, pointless garbage!
Filling up our head until we can't think straight anymore.
You don't have any privacy.
You consistently look at me with that confused expression
on your face because you really don't care.
Because you can't think straight enough
to realize what you lost!
- Peter!
Stop just staring off into space like that.
If you have something in your head
you have to share it with me.
- No!
You'll pollute it.
You'll curse it.
- How?
It was just a little jingle.
- That doesn't bother you?
- No!
No please!
Please stop! Please!
We're making our own experiment.
Peter, we're...
We're creating.
We're our own gods in our own universe.
God must have Satan: You.
- No, please don't do this.
I love you so much and I just want
us to be happy and serene!
From now on I write in code,
a simple one I taught myself in high school.
Apparently I'm not working fast enough.
I'm falling too far behind.
I must find a way, i need to get to his level.
This'll be my mission.
It will not fail.
I must know, I must understand why he
did that to me.
- Well let's get some more light on this freak show.
- The thing is, is that, uh,
I didn't really talk to the guy that much.
We didn't hang out that much.
- I doubt we'll ever find the motive here.
- I sent him an e-vite to go hang out
maybe go on a double date, but he seemed busy.
- How? - - Easily.
- Why?
- To give me more time.
- Ah, but there is no time in here.
- But there's still wasted moments.
- I don't think I understand this one.
- You will.
- Mm-mm, how do you transcend needing sex?
- Easily.
- I don't think you know how this makes me feel.
- Think about it.
The one desire that they use
as a catalyst to manipulate you.
- But what about us?
Our oneness?
- Think about how close we will be now.
We'll be forced to create more complex ways to connect.
Richer, deeper.
- Get up.
You stink.
Go take a shower.
Go!
Steam will do you good.
Asshole.
You son of a bitch!
Transcending sex, my ass!
You can kidnap me, you can abuse me,
but you will not fucking ignore me!
Come on, bring it back.
Bring it back, bring it back!
Bring it back, it's mine!
Yeah.
It's mine.
Oh it's fucking mine and don't you forget it!
It is mine!
No!
You could've waited.
- I could have.
Fuck you!
- Yeah?
Take out the trash.
- Hungry?
- Die.
- Write, contessa.
- Don't do that.
- Look how easy i let you go.
- Tess is onto a better place.
- Any shape that you wanted.
- A better plateau
of love, kindness, trust, and truth.
Funerals are very important.
- They're still here.
- One who has died, has passed on.
- Little tiny hooks inside my head.
- Unknown caller.
- What?
- Greetings and good morning to you sir.
I'm from jc marketing.
We have a survey we'd like you to do
that'll take no time at all.
- That's not possible.
- Oh, well we were just wondering
how often do you vacation up north?
- My god, how did you find me?
What do I have to do to get a moment's peace around here?
I just wanted one moment!
- How are we gonna order food?
- We have plenty of food.
- This is actually a nice apartment.
- God knows what they od'd on.
- Uh, I don't think it was drugs.
I think they starved themselves and died of malnutrition.
- You do know that when we run out of food
we're gonna have to go to a neighbor's
and use their phone to order more groceries.
- Yes.
We will.
- You happy, son?
- Not ignorant.
I can't be.
- The best way to stay happy
is let go of the pain.
You're in pain now,
let it go.
- Why couldn't we have talked like this more?
- Peter's genius is becoming clearer to me.
Hunger turns in to knowledge.
And now I stand next to the truth.
And the world will soon...
And the world will soon be able
to relish in in his brilliance.
- Okay, so the cab is gonna be here in 20, and...
Where are your bags?
- You didn't get my message?
- Oh shit.
- They're dying in there.
They're wasting away to nothing.
- These tickets are nonrefundable.
- But I did what you said;
I stopped trying to control him.
You know, Peter needs to talk or all of his thoughts
build up inside him and he hasn't been the same
since his mother died.
- So? Have you?
He just wants to sit and wallow in his own self pity
for a while, and you want to help him do it?
This vacation is the best thing that could happen for you.
And for him.
- I can't, I just...
- How are you supposed to teach him about living
if you don't?
Now I want you to go back your bags
and I want...
Okay Arnie.
You go give Peter what he needs.
You'll know where to find me.
- I'm not afraid.
There's no sacrifice here.
I'm too anxious, too desperate
for us to reach the next realm of our worry.
My words will survive.
I've made sure Peter can't harm them.
- Got a bit of a problem here.
- What?
- He don't seem to want to let go.
Maybe if I just-
- oh, no, take ''m together.
Figure it out.
I want them out of here before the press shows up
and tries to turn this into a thing.
Samson, come on!
- Yeah, sorry boss.
- I am king.
I am king.
Call from: God.
- Time to cleanse.
- I know you feel like your life is over.
- Cleanse.
- But that's not true.
It's just beginning.
You need to learn to laugh in the face of death.
- Here, fixed!
- Turn around.
- Oh, you're a tennis player?
- Well I used to be. Drunk driver.
- Well I bet you're good.
- I just picked the wrong day to go outside.
- Shh.
It's okay, dad.
I'm almost cleansed.
I hate you!
- Look at you, come here!
You don't hate me!
You can't hate me because my love for you is
so strong you can't defeat it!
You don't hate me, you don't know what hate is.
Don't do this to yourself.
You can't do it to me anymore,
cause I'm not gonna let you.
- Cleanse.
- Die! Die!
- You have to do something.
Knife through the heart, together.
- Six minutes.
- That's how long it took to get the job done.
Six minutes.
- We can do better than that.
- Next time.
- We can do it better.
I read my pizza.
- Oh, sorry about that.
- You missed a spot.
- Look at me!
Look at me!
- You look adorable.
- You have a way of making a girl
feel very special.
- Just you.
- Um...
Uh...
- Oh, I'm sorry.
- It's just really fast.
- It felt so different.
It just felt, uh-
- wonderful, it felt wonderful.
I don't mean to suggest that...
We can't find something special.
I'm just feeling really overwhelmed.
- Then why not stay?
- What?
- I mean, why not have a two-night stand at the very least?
- A moment's peace.
&k there goes my heart
&k there goes my heart &k
- I love you.
- I love you too.