♪ Join our group and you will find ♪
♪ Harmony and peace of mind ♪
♪ Make it better ♪
♪ We're here to welcome you ♪
♪ We're all on a journey to ♪
♪ Finding the real inner you ♪
♪ Make it better ♪
♪ We're here to welcome you ♪
Lenina Crowne.
♪ Time stops still when ♪
♪ You've lost love ♪
Lenina Crowne.
Fine.
Aren't you a lucky girl?
♪ How'd you get to be? ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ How'd you get to find love? ♪
♪ Real love ♪
Thank you.
♪ Love, love, love ♪
♪ Happiness... ♪
- Hello. - Hi.
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ How'd you get to find love? ♪
♪ Real love ♪
♪ Love, love, love ♪
Mr Marx.
Ah, Ms Crowne.
Thank you for coming.
I guess it couldn't wait?
I'm afraid not. Please.
Yellow? Sounds serious.
- Doesn't need to be. - My levels are fine, thank you.
It's come to my attention
that you are engaged in an exclusive sexual relationship.
- I beg your... Hold on. - With Henry Foster, an Alpha Plus
for over two months now.
No, that's not accurate.
- I don't think... - This is last week.
You do remember?
Uh, this was a Monday.
Executive bathroom above the gestational wing.
- Wait. That's not... - Two Thursdays ago, the breezeway.
- Previous Tuesday, twice. - Stop.
Prior Monday, Monday before that.
- Lots of Mondays. - Stop, please.
Oh, no. There's no need for shame, Lenina.
I assure you, I'm quite used to this sort of thing.
Comes with the job.
Well, I understand the impulse.
Handsome, strapping, tall.
Ah, yes. Ah, Henry Foster's every bit the Alpha Plus, isn't he?
What I can never seem to wrap my head around though is the, um...
selfishness.
Two people engaged in possessive
monogamous, forgive me, I...
I don't know what else to call it
relations, in private, separate
with no regard for the social body.
No consideration for the pain they cause
- the damage they inflict. - No.
Sorry. Did you say "no"?
It was a few times.
- Twenty-two. - It just happened.
You can understand that, can't you? It...
- It was purely sexual. At first... - I'm gonna stop you right there.
...we began to talk, to prefer each other's company
- and I just thought that that was... - No, you didn't.
You did not think.
You gave no thought whatsoever to anyone
but yourself.
Not your colleagues, not your friends.
All of whom have just as much a right to Henry Foster as you do.
Or do you not agree with that?
Lenina?
Everyone belongs to everyone else.
Yes. That's right.
Good. That's... good.
Well, that's over now
and I've found with things like this, it's best to get right back in the mix
focus on one's duty
and if you like, I can recommend a few excellent, um...
Go on.
A Soma a day keeps the jimjams away.
You wouldn't happen to
have something more...
An orange for you?
This really isn't your fault, Lenina.
I mean, you're a Beta.
- Henry Foster's the Alpha here. - Beta Plus.
- I'm a Beta Plus. - Yeah. No, of course.
All I mean is that you can't be expected to think so far ahead.
Henry needed to consider the bigger picture
and Henry...
Well, Henry didn't.
Nor did he consider all those who might desire you.
At least not until today.
Henry...
Henry told you?
It's not important.
What's important is that we caught it in time.
These things have a habit of festering.
Jealousy, possessiveness, secrecy.
Lenina.
You're going to take the recommended actions
and you are going to feel better.
I promise.
Bernard Marx.
- Are you ignoring me, Marx? - No.
Sir, I would never.
Listen.
There's been an incident.
Where'd you get off to? Or, should I say, who'd you get off with?
Frannie, behave yourself.
If you say Henry Foster again, I swear I'll report you.
Don't be silly.
Ending is better than mending.
You are an essential part
of a perfect social body.
Everybody in their place.
Everybody happy now.
And Indra keeps us all connected.
But imagine a world without Indra's stability and harmony.
A primitive land of greed...
superstition...
and pain.
You don't have to imagine.
Only an 11-minute rocket from New London
you'll find the Savage Lands.
Come and experience the magic.
You bring the friends, we've got the fun.
With realistic shows performed daily
by actual savages.
All the misery of the old world
with all the comforts of home.
Adventures await in the Savage Lands.
- Hot towel, Soma fizz? - Thank you.
Hot towel, Soma fizz?
Are you the Gamma? I'm from the Bureau.
Counsellor...
I'm happy you're here.
Yes. What, uh... what happened?
Our residents were enjoying the recreation session.
Satisfaction levels were quite high until one of the Epsilons, he...
he had an accident.
How rare.
Show me.
They do happen, you know. Accidents.
- I've seen one myself. - Yes.
But it seems that this accident was, um...
Well, see if you can make sense of it.
This way, Counsellor.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, sir. Thank you.
Hey, you Jacks.
Get away from there.
Hey, you. Jack, did you hear what I said?
A Soma for you, Jack.
Nothing to worry about. Soma?
One for you. Here you go.
It's a fine day, why waste it here, right?
Clear the residents from the area.
Tell these Epsilons not to touch anything till I get back.
You're leaving?
What's your name?
C-Jack-60.
You knew this worker?
We knew this worker.
Did you see what happened to him?
I asked you a question.
- This worker fell. - Fell?
We clean up now.
I record feelings and turn them into experiences
bigger, bolder, better than anyone could imagine
and I give them to you, my adoring audience.
And you're welcome.
I was just looking at what was left of him and...
OK, I tried to imagine what it must have been like to...
to climb up and look over the edge and to plan it and to choose it.
You lost me. Choose what?
To end himself. To die.
- I don't understand. - Cos he jumped!
Jumped?
You make no sense.
- Why would he? No one's ever done that. - If he was in pain?
- If... - He could take a Soma.
- What if Soma didn't work? - But it does.
OK, what if I said that there's a kind of pain that...
that... that Soma doesn't touch.
I'd tell you to take a Soma.
It's not funny.
I felt it. What he felt.
- I... I touched him and... - The Epsilon?
There must've been some part of him that was still connected
- to the network, to Indra... - Bernard.
- To everyone, to me. - The Epsilon?
Yes. Are you listening?
I'm not even sure they have feelings, the Epsilons.
Oh, don't do that. You know what I mean.
I mean... "feel" like we do.
They feel the same.
- You're not well. - I'm fine.
I'm just... I'm trying to explain something to you.
- Something important. - And I am listening.
I always listen, don't I?
Cos I'm your friend, Bernard
and as your friend, I'm going to tell you this one time only.
These...
feelings you described.
These aren't Epsilon feelings.
These are Bernard feelings.
- No, this is not anything like that. - Oh, please.
How many times have you sat in that very chair
- and complained about... - This is different.
- "No one respects me at the Hatchery.
- I don't feel like an Alpha Plus." - Stop it.
"I never know what to say to people. I'm Bernard."
I'm telling you that I connected with... I had a vision.
No, you had a bad afternoon.
You said you had no Soma, right?
I ran... I ran out, cos I had to give it all to...
Right! So there you have it.
You were overtaxed. Simple as that.
This Epsilon fell...
He jumped.
Stop it!
I don't want to hear it.
What are you doing?
I'm arranging for you to have my table at the Pleasure Garden tonight.
W... why would you do...
- Please don't... - You will go there.
You will meet some young eager thing
and you will do what is expected of a man in your position.
You want to make a connection, Bernie?
Make it there.
Cos quite frankly, my friend, if you're not happy, you're nothing at all.
That's the spirit.
It's not nice to tease.
Says who?
And who says I'm teasing?
What happened to "never go minus before midnight"?
I'm just...
testing the range of my "come hither".
Well, lucky you. You won't need it tonight, though.
Lucky me.
So...
Here's what I'm thinking. Hm?
You ready?
Be honest.
- Hm... - No?
OK, fine.
Too many memories anyway.
Wow. That is, um...
What? Not his thing?
It's not anyone's thing.
You never know.
Oh, fuck you. Everybody likes Sexy Cat.
If you say so!
Maybe just be yourself.
Hi, Henry.
Hi.
This is Frannie.
This is Damon.
♪ Love will come ♪
♪ I'm so sick of ♪
♪ Fill in the blank ♪
♪ Accomplish more, accomplish nothing ♪
♪ If I were split... ♪
♪ I would just take my fists ♪
♪ So I can beat up the rest of me ♪
♪ You have no right to be depressed ♪
♪ You haven't tried hard enough to like it ♪
♪ Haven't seen enough of this world yet ♪
♪ But it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts ♪
♪ Well, stop your whining, try again ♪
♪ No one wants to cause you pain ♪
- ♪ They're just trying... ♪ - Madysun.
What?
Hi.
I just...
- You OK? - Do I look OK?
Hell no, I'm hot as balls in this thing.
Jesus, John, you gonna give me a fucking hand here or what?
So?
Oh, Christ, man. Spit it out.
- They'll be coming soon. - No, no. You...
You didn't show last night
so I thought maybe something happened.
- It's... not a big deal. - Right. Yeah.
There was a meeting last night.
- With your group? - Yeah.
You oughta come sometime.
It's too bad, you know, I thought you were coming over.
I wanted to show you the view.
You already showed me the view.
I wanted to show you again.
- You're bad. - Am I?
I already told you, it's not a good idea.
- Why not? - Because I'm with somebody, dummy.
Yeah, but...
I'd be good to you.
What's that got to do with anything?
Hm?
Hey! Dickhead!
Oh, see? Dammit.
I don't need to be dealing with this shit.
- Hey, I'm talking to you, stage hand! - You better go.
I'll cool him out.
- Today's show was a fuckin' mess! - Get the hell out of here, John.
- Hey, baby, I'm coming to you. - Ah, ah, ah, ah.
You made us look like a bunch of fucking idiots out there.
How am I supposed to work with this shit?
Sorry, Kvle.
Fuck your sorry, man! You don't care. That's your problem.
I don't understand why you just can't be professional
- for one goddamn show... - As we discussed
you have to check the firing pin before you use a weapon in the show...
You check the fucking firing pin, prop boy.
Do your job, and get it through your head.
We don't do it right, then maybe they stop coming.
And if they stop coming, we don't eat.
Hey. I know you're not gonna make me wait for you.
Jerk-off.
You had enough yet?
Just gimme the goat.
Look, friend, I deal in quality.
It's the complete set.
I can't go breaking it up just cos you got certain, uh, preferences.
Just gimme the goat.
You gonna buy something this time?
What happened to the good stuff?
What are you talking about? All I got is good stuff.
"Myron Hauska and the Fiascos"?
This is "Mimi's Bachelorette Mix"?
Mimi. Ahead of her time.
"Let's Learn Shapes"?
This is bullshit, man.
I'm trying to conduct some business here.
Gimme the goat.
These are rare totemic artefacts.
I found them eight feet down. Some dead son of a bitch still clinging.
Alright, you found your jam.
Best thing you got in here.
Maybe ever.
What, you don't like it?
Ah, it's music, man. They ain't making any more of it.
She seeing anybody?
What's that?
Take it.
- Tell her I'm sorry. - Just stay away from her.
Yeah. I can't do that.
- I don't... - Hey. Hey.
I'm gonna help you out.
That stuff you listen to about finding the girl and driving off into the sunset?
Sounds nice, but...
ain't that easy.
Most dangerous thing a man can be is a romantic.
Who is this?
No one knows.
♪ It's so sweet to know ♪
♪ For keeps, for keeps ♪
♪ I'll never letyou go ♪
♪ When we get there... ♪
Mum, what are you doing?
John. Hello.
♪ And dreams we shared ♪
- Did you go outside today? - Yeah. I mean...
I... I tried. I did.
I really tried, but that horrible woman was out there with those vile children.
She gives me nasty looks, John.
Like she wants to club me with that cane of hers.
If you're gonna be mad, be mad
but please don't get quiet.
You know that I can't stand it when you won't speak to me.
What's wrong?
What's wrong is that you're sitting here in front of the window
for the whole neighbourhood to see you, like you're...
Go on. Say it.
Go on.
Put some clothes on.
Go easy. That's gotta last.
It's really good.
In a certain light, you look exactly like him.
If I were to close my eyes a little...
it's as if... remarkable.
- Mum. - Yeah?
No... I mean, you... you should know this.
- No. - Yes.
- It's who you are. - Please stop.
♪ See the pretty girl ♪
♪ See the pretty veil ♪
♪ Just made for her ♪
♪ But how does she know this will fail? ♪
Hey, John.
Madysun?
Are you in pain?
Pain? No, I'm in, um...
Maybe you could untie my wrists?
Who are you?
Where's Madysun?
Madysun!
Where is she?
Come with me.
I wanna show you something.
John, up here.
Stay with me.
You know what that is?
I work there.
What you see there is an obscenity.
These outsiders come here.
Take our land.
They built that insult for their own amusement.
I don't like being laughed at.
Do you?
No.
So why do you let them?
Madysun.
- Madysun? - She can't help you.
I... I think you've made a mistake.
I think you have the wrong person. Madysun!
We need you, John.
I watch you.
Every day...
washing those cars
putting on plays for these outsiders.
These new worlders.
They love nothing.
They believe in nothing.
Look at that blue horror out there.
Burns you and me to ash if we so much as touch it
and yet they walk right through.
How'd they do that?
Makes you wonder if they're even human.
You wanna know what's in there?
No.
Your destiny.
No, no. No!
Wait. No. No!
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait!
A chance to live or die by your own wits, your own will.
Open your eyes.
We're going to tear it all down, John.
Take back what's ours.
What do you want me to do?
You're asking the wrong question, sweetheart.
The question you gotta ask yourself is, "What am I?"
"A free human being...
or a washer of cars?"
Marx. What are you doing?
Why are you offline?
I wasn't. I mean...
For a moment, sir. I'm...
What is it you do?
Do, sir?
When you're alone.
I've reviewed your activity.
You've been private lately.
No. Have... have I?
Yes.
Optic out, off-network, disconnected.
No recent sexual connections.
- No communal... - Well, it's just a matter of free time.
It's unacceptable, Bernard.
It's solipsism.
It's disgusting.
Privacy is a vice the social body simply can't afford.
I shouldn't need to explain this to an Alpha.
But then you're not quite an Alpha...
are you?
I'm an Alpha Plus, sir.
Clean yourself.
Explain this.
It's a grapefruit.
It's the grapefruit you dropped at the incident today.
Why would you do such a thing?
You are to assess emotional trauma
and administer Soma accordingly.
The Epsilon.
I wanted...
to understand.
You understand he fell.
To believe otherwise would be irrational.
Isn't that right?
To be honest, Bernard, you don't look well.
I'm... I'm fine, sir.
Not well at all.
Depleted. Exhausted.
Have you considered a vacation?
It isn't up for debate.
I know just the thing to sort you out.
Welcome to the Savage Lands.
You gonna invite me in?
Thought you wanted to show me the view.
Not tonight.
Oh, don't be like that.
How the fuck do you want me to be?
Grateful.
We're giving you a chance.
I can't do what you're asking.
It's not me.
I like you, John.
But the others...
Promise me you'll think about it.
I'd hate for anything to happen to you.
Or your mum.
Lenina?
- What are you doing here? - I did everything you said.
I reconnected.
- I took, I touched, I gave. - This is inappropriate.
- Act your level. - Act my level?
- What about you? - Me?
- I'll have you know... - I saw you tonight.
Standing there, alone.
Running away like a coward. You're a hypocrite.
Did you hear me, Bernard?
Yes.
I don't feel better.
Neither do I.
What did you say?
I'm tired...
and it seems that I'm in some sort of trouble.
I've been told my behaviour is private.
I've been off-network.
But I know what's expected of me, so I...
I try to...
I don't have a problem with sex. I don't...
Sex is something that I... Believe me, sex is something that I...
I...
It's not real.
What's not?
Any of it. I don't know.
It.
Me.
I'm not who I'm supposed to be.
Everyone sees.
Maybe I can help with that.
Can't Indra tell the difference?
I mean...
does this work?
Projecting ourselves?
I don't know.
I always wanted to try.
You were wrong.
About Henry, I mean.
It wasn't the Alpha Plus of him that pulled me in.
What was it?
Maybe it's my conditioning.
I'm a good scientist. I've always been...
curious.
Wanted to look inside things.
Henry let me.
Do you see inside me?
What do you see?
♪ It wears... ♪
♪ She looks like the real thing ♪
♪ She tastes like the real thing ♪
♪ My fake plastic love ♪
♪ But I can't help the feeling ♪
♪ I could blow through the ceiling ♪
♪ If I just turn and run ♪
♪ And it wears me out ♪
♪ It wears me out ♪
♪ And if I could be who you wanted ♪
♪ If I could be who you wanted ♪
♪ All the time ♪