The Discovery Page #2

- Mm-hmm. Yeah, just to get there.

Just to f***ing get there.

Guy pulled a Marilyn Monroe,

downed a whole bottle of pills right there

in his bedroom.

Good dude, too.

- Real pity.

- You didn't wanna go to the service?

Go to the...? I would rather stick

my dick in a wood chipper

- than go to another f***ing funeral.

- Got it.

You know, I'm not as stupid

as you might think.

When you called the other day

and I told you

that Dad had built something new...

after that conversation...

suddenly you wanted to come home.

You're sounding just as paranoid as him.

Dad said he needed

to change things up.

People knowing our address

was too dangerous.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you

on the phone,

but we don't trust phones now.

Here we are.

Off to see the wizard.

What the f*** is this place?

Uh, it used to be a summer camp

for "troubled youths."

Which I never really understood,

because if they're bad kids,

why would they deserve a fun summer?

You know?

But then it shut down

and Dad bought it.

What do you think?

I think it's completely insane.

Well, the truth is we just needed

a lot more space to house things.

House what things?

These people were all affected

by the Discovery.

Some of them arrived here after two

or three failed suicide attempts.

We gave them a home,

something to live for in this life,

a reason to contribute.

Oh, uh, real quick.

Just FYI, FBI-type thing,

protocol is no cell phones.

- Yeah, okay. Let's go.

- Yeah.

Hey, don't worry.

This is truly thrilling.

I can only compare it

to the model train set

you let me assemble by myself

on my birthday.

Cutting it a little close.

Oh, well, you know me.

Pins and needles, needles and pins.

These goddamn machines.

- Who the hell's that?

- His other son just returned.

Surprisingly taller than I remember.

Good to see you again, Cooper.

Will, Lacey. Lacey...

That went well.

Where's Dad?

- Is he dead?

- No, of course not.

He is now.

- Fifteen seconds.

- Dad?

Take it easy.

They're just running some tests.

- It's all routine.

- Ten seconds.

Paddles charged... and ready.

See, they're recharging the body

to reboot the brain.

The longest he's ever officially under is,

like, 60 seconds.

So, Dad is now killing himself

and electroshocking back to life.

No.

Kind of.

But you're...

You're looking at this all wrong.

You're wearing whatever the opposite of...

What is it? Rose-colored glasses.

That's what you're wearing.

Sh*t-colored glasses.

Anyway, you shouldn't worry,

because all of this is being

closely monitored and controlled.

And we both know you've always been

slightly skeptical of everything.

Dad started a cult.

- No.

- Can you not see that? This is a cult.

All the way down to these followers

in different-colored jumpsuits.

No, no, no.

There's no hierarchy here, Will.

Dad calls it... distinctions in clearance.

- That's all. It's not a cult.

- It should be different. Straitjackets.

You're the one

that wanted to come back here

for whatever reason. Right?

Now, that, right there,

is the million-dollar question.

Welcome back, Will.

You mind telling me something?

What are you doing back here?

I'm here because I want you to stop it.

I'm asking you

just to put an end to all this.

How would I do that?

Say that you were wrong.

Take it all back.

I can't take it back, Will,

because it's the truth.

Who knows better than you?

You were the inspiration for this.

Aren't you curious?

Please, don't say that. That's not...

- I wasn't.

- Ah, but you were. Hang on.

"Therefore, it is my belief

consciousness should be considered

as another state of matter."

- Please don't.

- Hang on.

I'd like to get to this other part.

It gets good.

"Properties of consciousness arise

from the physical laws

that govern our universe."

- I was wrong.

- You don't believe that.

We were wrong, Dad.

We were wrong

because a lot of people died.

And a whole lot more people

are gonna kill themselves...

while you experiment here

in this ridiculous fortress.

So, just slamming on the brakes

of 40 years' work?

I'd be saying I'm responsible.

Maybe you are.

So, you think I've gone too far?

Well, I don't think I've gone far enough.

We opened the door for these people, Will.

They know it's there.

Now we have to show them what's behind it.

Isla!

Isla!

Isla!

Isla!

Oh, f***!

- What are you doing?

- What's your problem?

Come on. Stand up. Get up.

- Why are you doing this?

- None of your f***ing business.

You sat there on that f***ing ferry

and had a conversation with me,

knowing you were gonna do this.

You were supposed to be

the last person I ever spoke to.

You don't get to just change that!

Ah. You're not even emotional about dying.

I'm not emotional about anything.

I'm just concerned...

that this will all be perceived

unfavorably by some.

She was going

to catch pneumonia, Toby.

I still don't know

what you want me to do with her.

You told me that you take in people

who need help. She needs help.

She still can't just stay here.

We have rules.

Then can we make an exception...

in her case, please?

We're talking about somebody's life.

We have no idea

if she will attempt or try to...

Kill myself again?

You can say it. I know what happened.

I was there when you ruined it.

She and I have been getting along great.

We still have rules.

She has to talk to Dad,

and she has to take the questionnaire.

What's the questionnaire?

- Um...

- Can we be...?

Will, you have a visitor.

Your dad is Thomas Harber?

So, nobody but the conductor,

which is me,

is gonna know your answers.

Everything is completely discreet here.

And now Lacey will be giving us

some privacy.

It used to be about global exploration,

you know, discovering new land,

and then it was space travel.

Shining a light on the dark corners

of the universe.

And now it's exploring

what comes after this life.

Seeing what's next. How old are you?

You are all part of the same thing.

Cells in a body.

Waves in the ocean.

The soul isn't young or old.

Do you accept the fact that time

is a nonlinear illusion created by man?

Pass. I don't know what that means.

There are no right or wrong answers

to this questionnaire.

- Then why do you bother giving it?

- That's a good response.

Okay, greatest ability...

and most disappointing weakness.

I guess I'm good at seeing

what makes somebody tick.

Understanding who they really are.

Weakness?

I'm able to understand them,

but I'm not able to care about them.

If somebody mentions "subconscious"

to you, what do you think?

- Memory.

- Dig deeper.

- Hidden memory.

- Would you say that you suppress emotions?

I don't really like talking

about myself like this.

You don't have to like it.

We think about ourselves every day.

Everything is from our own perspective.

So, as much as you may not want

to indulge yourself in looking

at your most inner thoughts,

they're there.

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