The Discovery Page #3

Make no mistake. They are there.

Do you believe in a soul?

If not, close your eyes.

Great. Let's just say a soul does exist.

Where in the body do you think it'd be?

I think if there's a soul,

it would belong in the brain.

Wow.

Now, that's interesting.

Most people say the stomach.

But I like that you didn't.

Have you ever experienced sudden loss?

Yes.

And what aspect of regaining normalcy

after losing someone...

was the most difficult?

Inanimate objects, maybe? Like...

my coffee table. I've had it for years

and I've probably looked at it

a million times, but after he...

Familiar objects just became

distorted and unfamiliar.

I started to hate my ceiling fan,

my cereal bowl, my tea kettle.

Okay, last question.

Are you legitimately suicidal?

If you knew what came after...

this life...

do you think it would affect

your decision-making

or maybe even make you change

your mind?

Maybe. Knowing could change things.

How'd you know

this is where you'd be staying?

I found our old bed.

Yeah, I see that.

And you should thank me...

by the way, because

I fought long and hard

to keep old faithful here.

How's Isla?

Oh... That's actually why I'm here.

Will, she's dead.

No, she's not. She's not dead.

That was a bad joke.

Um... But the questionnaire is

all wrapped up.

She can stay.

Yeah, good. She needs to be looked after.

She could try again.

I don't think

that's going to happen, Will.

Because tonight...

everything changes.

We finally unveil it.

What is "it," Toby?

Dad wanted me to invite you

to a little gathering tonight,

just a select group.

Boy, this is nothing

like our old house, huh?

It sounds to me

a lot like you're advocating murder.

I'm not advocating murder.

I'm just pointing out that most people

don't look at ending somebody else's life

the way they do their own.

Where is he?

It's about to happen.

I can't tell when you're talking to me

or that. It's really annoying.

Anyways, what I'm saying is, people are

killing themselves to get there.

At a certain point, they'll use

the same logic to kill somebody else,

'cause they're just sending them

somewhere else, right?

Finally, he's here.

And he is not wearing

the temp jumpsuit I had left for him.

We're programmed

to process our experiences

as having a beginning and an end,

when, in reality... doesn't exist.

It's just one long, drawn-out middle.

Some of you are newer than others,

but I wanted to create a select group

that could see what it is that I built.

But before we do that,

I'd like to take a moment

and have you join me

in... bowing our heads...

And let your subconscious...

take you somewhere else.

I'm sort of amazed that you get

swept up in this, this easily.

You don't strike me

as a say-your-prayers type.

Just because somebody doesn't believe

in God doesn't mean they can't pray.

What kind of an atheist talks to God?

Why did you give me

a phony, bullshit last name?

It wasn't phony.

It was my mother's maiden name.

Where is she?

She's dead.

How did she die?

Because of my dad.

Let us come back into this moment.

I now offer you the opportunity...

to see the afterlife.

I can now record where we go.

Please, uh...

get these back to us

at your earliest convenience.

And again, these living quarters

are just temporary

until we can find you

a more suitable room.

When I first moved here,

I slept on a cot in the kitchen.

Glamorous.

I'm supposed to be at the bottom

of the ocean, so this should be fine.

Can I have a pen?

Nondisclosure agreement.

Well, considering the sensitivity,

it's a fairly standard document.

Could we have the room for a second,

please?

You remember that awful week

when we slept on the cot by the fridge?

My back sure hasn't forgotten.

- Hey.

- Mm.

So... I know that

that device is very compelling. Um...

- Can we talk about it for a second?

- I'm not allowed to talk about it,

'cause I just signed

a nondisclosure agreement.

So, your dad's a little weird.

Who cares? It doesn't make him wrong.

I mean, Poe f***ed his cousin.

It didn't make him any less a writer.

I wanna see if that machine does

what he thinks it does.

Well, what if it did?

How would that change things?

You don't go on vacation

without looking at the brochure first.

Hey. Uh... I'm sorry. Were you sleeping?

I'm standing.

Well, yeah.

That's just something

you're supposed to say, I guess.

Um...

Since you're up, mind coming downstairs

and taking a look at something for me?

Yeah, sure.

Those that

we have lost are not lost at all...

- Where are you guys going?

- It's nothing. Don't worry about it.

then it's us who are lost.

When he flatlines, think of it

as a light bulb turned off by a switch.

Flip it on, flip it off.

But going under,

hooked up to the new device,

you're not just flipping a light switch.

You're essentially detaching

the entire bulb.

So, I'd say that if you go under again...

you're coming back

with next to no brain functionality.

I'm sort of surprised

it hasn't happened already.

I know you wanted to be first, but if you

don't come back, what's the point?

We just go back

to the drawing board. Right?

I mean, it could still work,

we just need to find a new way to...

We need a cadaver.

Okay. Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt.

Where do you guys plan

on getting a corpse?

I have a corpse idea.

- Am I being rude?

- Huh?

- Am I being rude?

- No.

- Care to... listen?

- Sure.

Crunchy groovy grooves.

Serene nights.

- Can I ask you something?

- Mm-hmm.

Will mentioned what happened

to your mom earlier.

That she killed herself?

Not exactly.

So, she was trying to get there?

No, that was a good couple years

before the Discovery.

Huh.

Yeah.

How you doing?

In the midst of life, I am in death.

That was weird. I was just wondering

if you could help me out.

My, uh, cousin, Billy...

he's gone missing.

And it being the two-year anniversary

of the Discovery,

we're all just a little worried.

Really worried.

We got three John Does in this week.

How long has he been missing?

Nope. No. No Billy here.

Bummer.

Would have made my life

a hell of a lot easier.

Sorry, that was insensitive.

They just got me running rampant here.

I'm doing the job of five people.

Off-season cutbacks and whatnot? Yeah.

Can I give you a description... of Billy?

That way if he does... come in,

you can keep an eye out for him.

Of course.

Let's go to my office.

Hey, so, just curious...

I'd like to point out you're reading off

a laundry list of corpse requirements.

Aneurysm, that won't work.

It'd be nice if you could help me,

seeing as we're breaking and entering.

Like a real, like, pouty-type face.

And then, um...

he's got a birthmark on, uh...

Let's see. On his right elbow.

You're not writing any of this down.

Well, I think I've got more

than I need to go on here, so...

But we... We haven't even gotten

to the lower half of his body.

Don't you think it's weird how

these people were alive a few hours ago?

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