Interface (2022) Movie Script
1
[low droning music playing]
[quiet whooshing]
[machine beeping]
[mellow piano music playing]
[siren wailing in distance]
[machine beeping]
[melancholy music playing]
I'm glad
you're still here.
[machine beeping rhythmically]
[Dr. Johnson]
Have you given any more thought
to what we discussed?
She stays on the machine.
She's suffering,
Mr. Palmer.
She's been on these machines
for five years.
I think it may be time...
to let her go.
[Palmer clears throat]
This is the last time
we're gonna have
this conversation.
If you ever ask me
to pull the plug
on my daughter again,
I will kill you.
Do you understand me?
[tense music playing]
[Shadow]
Is everything okay, boss?
Everything's fine, Shadow.
[Shadow]
The captain just called.
The shipment
will be arriving tonight.
Should I mobilize the boys?
Yes, but for a different job.
I'm gonna let John and his men
handle the shipment.
Any word from Dr. Majed
about the Interface?
Not yet.
But we're gonna go
pay him a visit.
[crickets chirping]
-[knocking on door]
-[door clicks open]
Claire.
It's been a week since--
This isn't healthy.
What do you want?
Dr. Johnson is here.
You coming?
Sure.
[eerie music playing]
Can I help you?
I'm looking
for Michelle Satorius.
That's my mom.
Come in.
[Michelle]
Have we met before?
I don't--
[Claire]
You don't recognize me?
You don't know
a, uh, Jim Hopkins
in California,
or a Kaley Hopkins?
[Claire sighs]
Is she gonna be okay?
She needs the transplant.
Her condition
is deteriorating
since your father
passed away.
We should get her home
right away.
Why would we do that?
So she can be
with her family--
We are her family.
She shouldn't do
any traveling right now.
She needs to rest.
She can continue her treatment
when she gets back home.
Her condition
needs to stabilize
before she can travel.
She needs at least
a week's worth of treatments,
before we can even think
about getting her on a plane.
I have to go.
I'll stop by later.
-What was that all about?
-What?
You're sitting out here,
instead of coming inside
and talking with the doctor?
And why are you trying
to get rid of her?
Oh, wait, let me see.
Because she abandoned us.
Which part of that
don't you understand?
If you want to keep pretending
like she never left us,
-be my guest.
-I'm not pretending.
And by the way,
are you going to do the test
to donate her a kidney?
Or do I really have to ask?
Why would I want to do that?
Because she's your mother...
-and she's dying.
-So what?
And that gives her the right
to show up here, now,
playing the dying card?
I don't owe her anything.
You know,
I get that you're angry
and maybe you have
every reason to be,
but right now is not the time
to hold a grudge.
I don't understand you.
You barely know her,
but you were totally willing
to give her an organ
right out of your body?
She's our mother.
And like it or not,
she's the last bit
of family we have left.
You need to be there for her.
If not for her, then...
do it for me.
Or Dad.
You know that's what
he would have wanted.
[melancholy music playing]
[music whooshing]
[music whooshing]
[machine beeping]
[Claire breathing heavily]
[inaudible whispering]
[ominous music playing]
[light buzzing]
[music stops]
[dog barking in distance]
People ask me why I got
in this line of work...
given that I have
a Masters in finance.
Do you know why?
A car accident
left my wife a quadriplegic
and my daughter in a coma.
Massive medical bills.
As I ventured
into this business,
it seemed that
the richer I got,
the more my wife's health
deteriorated.
I wasn't there for my wife,
right up until
the day she died.
You run a criminal empire
that is responsible
for some horrific things.
Nothing you say
can justify what you do.
No offense.
[Palmer]
None taken.
You see,
I was driving the car.
The accident was my fault.
I failed my wife.
But you have to understand,
I will do whatever it takes
to save my daughter.
[door clicks open]
-Mr. Palmer.
-Ah, Dr. Majed, come.
Sit with us.
Any progress on the Interface?
Yes, we are making
some significant progress.
Very close to a breakthrough.
[Mr. Palmer]
Your father promised me
that he would save
my daughter's life
if I would buy E-Link Tech
and finance
the Interface device.
I'm a patient man.
I realize
these things take time.
But three years
is a lot of time...
and now
I've run out of patience.
Mr. Pal--
My daughter's life is now
hanging in the balance.
And as of right now,
so is yours.
If I don't have
a working Interface device
by the end of this month...
your daughter
is gonna pay the price
for your incompetence.
Dad, we have to leave,
or that madman will kill us.
With the sort of
influence he has,
nowhere is safe.
We can go to Iran.
I've worked so hard
to give us a better life.
I won't throw all that away.
We'll be okay.
I can do this.
[birds chirping]
I want to talk to you, girls.
I have things to do.
[Dad] Are you sure
you're in the right house?
Hey, Dad.
Isn't Mike's mom
named Michelle, too?
-Mike?
-[Tess] The kid next door.
The new neighbors.
I can show you the house
if you'd like.
That won't be necessary.
Sorry to bother you.
[Michelle] Claire.
You never told them
about us, did you?
No, no. And you shouldn't
have shown up here like this.
You could have
destroyed my family.
We're your family, too.
That was my past life.
And I need to keep it that way.
I'm sorry about Claire.
She just needs some time.
What did you want
to talk to us about?
We'll talk about it later
when both of you are here.
But just so you know,
I'm thinking it might be best
if I leave
in the next few days.
I don't want to upset Claire.
She's been through a lot.
Is everything okay
between the two of you?
Yeah.
Why?
I don't know,
I just feel like
I sensed some tension
between you two.
Oh, yeah. We're good.
We just get along better
when she's not around.
Why is that?
Is it because
she's closer to your father?
Do you feel left out?
I can tell.
Mm.
I wasn't able
to get close to Dad
until after
she went to college.
Growing up,
they were so close to the point
that he didn't feel
the need to bond with me.
In any way, shape, or form.
Over the years, I've been able
to respect what they have
and make peace with it.
But now that you're here...
and I'm hoping
to have that same kind of
close relationship with you...
she's being selfish
and she's ruining everything.
No.
You can't blame Claire
for how she feels about me.
It's not her fault.
I know.
I can see how much
you're hurting
and I'm so sorry.
I am so, so sorry.
I should have been here
for you.
I should have been here
for both of you.
Can you forgive me?
[soft uplifting music playing]
Yeah.
And I am really
loving this hair.
[both laugh]
It's really--
it's really good.
-It looks really good.
-Thank you.
-That red.
-Mm-hmm.
[keyboard tapping]
The subjects are here.
Bring in the first one.
Will it work?
In theory, yes,
but we'll know
for sure in a moment.
Have you been briefed
on what's going to happen?
I just have to go in
and establish
connection, right?
And then I get my money?
Right.
The Interface will create
a virtual environment,
based on what
her mind is projecting,
enabling you to interact
and communicate with her
on a subconscious level.
Are you ready?
Just relax.
It's not going to hurt.
Pay attention to every detail
and try and remember
as much as you can.
[electrical whirring]
[rapid beeping]
Something isn't right.
It's damaging his brain.
We have to stop!
No.
Wait and see what happens.
If we don't stop now,
it's going to kill him.
[beeping stops]
He's dead.
Bring in the next one.
I will not experiment
on another person.
Anyone who sits
in that chair today will die.
No matter
how many times we try.
Without further study
or adjustments
to the Interface,
you may as well
just execute them.
I need more time.
[Palmer] Finish it.
You know what the stakes are.
I don't need to remind you.
[computer beeping]
[contemplative
piano music playing]
[droning music playing]
[Claire groans]
[footsteps]
[Kaley] You okay?
You look like
you've just seen a ghost.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Remember when Dad
used to bribe us...
to come hang out with him
while he was building this?
[Kaley scoffs]
Mm-hmm.
Oh, you hated coming in here.
Nah, I didn't really mind
the bribing part.
What I didn't like,
was him boring me
with all that scientific stuff.
It made me feel like
I was still in school.
I miss him.
Me too.
I still can't believe he, um...
abandoned the project.
We worked on it for so long.
[Claire sighs]
I think that...
it is just for the best.
You know what they say.
Some things aren't meant
to be tampered with.
[beeping]
Shit. Lunch.
[Claire whimpers]
Go.
[computer winding down]
[birds chirping]
[paper rustling]
I need to know more about these
pills that she's been taking.
We already had
this conversation.
We can't.
Look.
Things are different now.
God forbid, your mother
could die at any moment.
If that happens...
the coroner will find traces
of the drug in her system.
The drug isn't FDA approved.
Do you know what
that will cost me?
My license.
Maybe we should tell him.
Are you insane?
The sender
could get in trouble.
We could get in trouble.
[Kaley]
And so could the doctor.
If you won't tell him, fine.
I will.
[tense music playing]
[door clicking]
[Claire sighing]
[car engine revving]
[bell ringing]
[Claire] Hello.
Hi.
My name is Claire.
And yours?
Peter.
So you're the one who's been
sending us the pills.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Don't play dumb.
I just saw you put them
in our mailbox
and I've seen your car parked
in front of my house for weeks.
[Peter]
You shouldn't have followed me.
I have to go.
Wait.
You haven't sent
the pills in weeks.
Why?
I don't have access
to the pills.
I'm sorry,
that's my last delivery.
My mother's life
depends on these pills.
Look, if there was
anything I could do--
Could you tell me
how you've been getting them?
I can get them myself.
I doubt that.
The pills came
from GSA Pharmaceuticals.
They're not on the market.
The only reason
that I had access to them
was because I worked there.
Look, I'm sorry...
but I have to go.
[street din]
[Claire]
Why did you send us the pills?
It is a really long story
and I really have to go.
I need to know.
Why are you helping my mother?
How-- you don't even know us.
And how do you know
about her condition?
If you really want answers,
come to Barham Boulevard
tomorrow at 10 AM.
Apartment 214.
[knocking on door]
It's nine.
-I said 10 AM.
-I couldn't wait.
So, do you go to school
around here?
[Claire] Georgia Tech.
What's your major?
Computer science.
How long you lived out there?
A year.
But enough with the small talk.
Why don't you start
by telling me
why you don't have access
to the pills anymore?
The pills are experimental.
I mean, they filter waste
out of the bloodstream,
so they do help
with kidney failure,
but they're still
in clinical trials.
There just wasn't always
a consistent supply
for me to get at.
My internship ended.
I was able to grab
that last bottle
on my final day
as I was leaving.
Thank you...
for all of your help
these past few months.
I'm just trying to understand
how you know about my mother.
[Peter] It's complicated.
[Claire] Who is this guy?
That's my best friend, Mark.
So, are you going to keep
dodging the question?
I overheard you, your sister...
and her doctor talking
about her kidney failure.
I was in my car
outside your house.
Why were you watching us?
-Peter?
-I did it because...
I felt guilty.
Guilty about what?
On the night--
on the night...
of the hit and run
with your father...
I was the one behind the wheel.
[emotional music playing]
I'm-- I'm the one who's
responsible for his death.
I'm so, so sorry.
Claire,
I did not know what to do.
I panicked.
Claire, I panicked.
[door clicks shut]
[phone ringing]
[Claire] What?
[Kaley]
Michelle had a seizure.
Wait, what?
[Claire]
Is she going to wake up?
[Dr. Johnson]
I wish I could say yes.
With the preliminary MRI's...
it showed
very low brain activity.
[Kaley]
What does that mean?
[Dr. Johnson] The chances of
her regaining consciousness...
are remote.
Can anything be done for her?
Short of a kidney transplant?
No.
You should be able
to visit with her
in the next
half an hour or so.
Thanks.
I'll wait in the hall.
What is that?
Oh.
This is an Interface.
It's a machine to bring
people back from a coma.
-Wait, do you mean--
-Oh, no, no, no.
It doesn't work.
The man that
invented the tech,
passed away before
he could complete it.
His colleague recently
attempted a human trial.
It was unsuccessful.
Would you mind
if I take a look at that?
I-- it'd be
a great distraction.
[nurse on PA]
Dr. Johnson, come to the ER.
All right.
Dr. Johnson,
come to the ER, please.
[Dr. Johnson] Just put
the file back on my desk
before you leave.
[footsteps]
[door clicks open]
[door clicks shut]
What?
I think there may be a way
to bring Michelle back
using this...
this Interface.
[quiet beeping]
[tense music playing]
Was he speaking Chinese
when he said it doesn't work?
What am I missing?
A lot.
But it's too dangerous.
Dangerous?
Claire, if there's a way
to save Michelle,
if it's possible,
then we have to do it.
It's too dangerous.
And to be honest
it's not worth the risk.
I get that you two
have your differences
and not wanting to donate
an organ is one thing...
which now
can't even save her life,
if you were even
willing to do it.
But if you can save her
and you don't...
that will be the end of us.
And I will never forgive you.
I have to go.
[door clicks open]
[car beeping]
I'm assuming you're Claire?
Yes, Dr. Majed.
My assistant said you called
asking about the Interface.
How do you know about it?
-Palmer send you?
-Who?
No, I saw plans for it
on my mother's doctor's desk.
Johnson.
He's supposed to keep
those plans under wraps.
-The device is not completed.
-I know.
But I wanted to see
how long it would be
until it works.
My mother is in a coma,
and wanted to--
We won't be trying it on you
or anyone else.
The Interface does not work.
But, you see,
I think it will work.
I've been having these visions.
-I'm a very busy man.
-I know it sounds crazy.
I must go.
Forget you ever heard
about the Interface.
You have no idea what
you'd be getting yourself into.
Dr. Majed, please,
I really need your help.
Don't call again.
[engine revving]
You coming?
Not until you tell me
where the hell we're going.
I told you,
we need the Interface.
I thought that
doctor blew you off?
Which is why we're here.
Look, something
is happening, Kaley,
I can't--
I can't explain it.
At least not yet.
Okay. Say I believe you.
How are we gonna get
our hands on that Interface?
Nobody's just gonna
hand it over to us.
That's why we're here.
To see Peter.
Who is Peter?
Peter is...
the guy that...
killed Dad.
What?
He's been sitting in his car
outside of the house
for weeks watching us.
I followed him yesterday
after he left the house.
And?
Did you call the cops?
Why?
It's complicated.
[Kaley scoffs]
He's also the one who's been
sending us the pills.
And you let him just walk away?
Are you fucking kidding me?
There's nothing
I could have done.
How was he gonna send us
the pills if he was in jail?
He stopped sending us
the damn pills, remember?
-Calm down.
-He lives in this building?
[knocking on door]
[Peter grunting]
-That's enough, Kaley.
-[Peter] What the hell?
That was a promise.
When this is all over,
you will pay for what
you did to my father.
[Mark] Well,
that was quite an introduction.
He-- he deserves it, but--
but that's not cool.
Not cool?
Hitting my father with a car
and then driving away
like a coward,
that's not cool.
You have a point there.
Did you even call the police?
Or just knowingly
leave my father there
-in the street to die?
-Of course I called the police.
Before speeding off
like a coward.
Not helping, Mark.
So, who the hell are you?
I'm Mark.
The coward's best friend.
-Ah.
-Thanks for that.
She said
"When this is all over."
When what's all over?
Hey, asshole.
I'm right here.
Why don't you ask me?
No, thank you.
You have a gun, right?
Wait, what?
-How did you know--
-Can I borrow it?
If you want to shoot me,
you're gonna have
to get your own gun.
If I wanted revenge,
we wouldn't even be
having this conversation.
Then what
do you need a gun for?
That is actually
an excellent question, Claire.
It's none of your business,
but you owe me this.
[eerie music playing]
Look.
Whatever you need this for,
it can't be good.
Tell me what's going on.
Maybe I can help.
[Mark] What Peter actually
meant to say is,
"Hell no."
Uh, thanks for coming by.
Bye-bye.
[footsteps]
You want to help?
[door shutting close]
We could use the manpower.
Sure.
Whatever you need.
[Kaley]
Can I talk to you for a second?
[door clicking open]
[door shutting close]
[Kaley] Claire,
he's the last person
we should seek help from.
I know.
But like you said,
this is no time
to hold a grudge.
I need help
to execute the plan.
And unless you know anyone else
who would be willing
to risk their lives ASAP,
Peter and Mark
are the only option.
Risk their lives?
Claire, what is the plan?
I will tell you
when we get there.
You have to trust me.
We have to report Peter
to the police
when this is all over.
I wouldn't
have it any other way.
Okay.
[Mark] Look, I-- I know
you feel bad
about what happened
and you want to
set things right,
but you don't even know
what the hell
you're getting
yourself involved with.
It doesn't matter.
I need this.
More than you could ever know.
[Claire] You guys
don't believe me, do you?
[Mark scoffs]
So, like, when
you're having these visions,
do you use
a crystal ball or something?
-What?
-Or is it like tarot cards?
Were you even listening?
I'm not psychic.
Well, then how do you
explain the visions?
How could you have
seen us all together
without ever having met us?
I don't know.
Look, we need to go.
Peter and I will go in first
and I'll signal to you two
when to come in.
[sinister music playing]
[door clicks open]
[Peter] Get in.
-Dad?
-No, sit down.
Tie her up.
Tie her up!
Okay, sit down.
This is very important.
Is there anybody else
in this house?
Is anybody else in the house?
No.
[door shutting close]
Stay with her.
I'm gonna have
a little chat with Dr. Majed.
Please, don't hurt my daughter.
She doesn't know
anything about this.
Whether your daughter
makes it out of this alive
is entirely up to you.
What do you want?
I told you,
the Interface does not work.
Like I said,
I think it will work.
How much longer will it take?
I don't know.
Everyone needs to stop asking.
I don't think
I need to remind you
what's at stake here,
Dr. Majed.
Honestly, I don't know.
It could take months, years.
Well, if it's gonna
take you that long
then I'm gonna have
to take it off your hands
and handle it myself.
I don't have it.
It's at the lab,
at E-Link Tech.
Well, why don't you
get dressed?
We're going to E-Link Tech.
Stay with her.
Wait for my call.
Stay focused
and keep your eyes open.
[door clicks open]
[gravel crackling]
Who do you work for?
No one.
You seem to know a lot
about the Interface,
so I'm guessing you also know
it belongs to Otto Palmer.
You have no idea
who you're stealing from.
You're gonna get us all killed.
Stop talking
and get the Interface.
[car door clicks open]
[car door shuts close]
Dr. Majed,
as you walk over there,
I want you to ask yourself...
if the Interface is worth
losing your family over.
Don't try anything stupid.
[Peter] Are you sure you want
to go through with this?
I'm fine.
It's not me
you should be worried about.
[Peter]
The family will be fine.
And we're not causing
any trauma that...
a week of therapy can't fix.
That's a callous way
of justifying
what I'm putting them through.
Is that what
you told yourself...
when you ran over my dad
and drove away?
[tense, somber music playing]
Go home.
Your family is safe.
If you contact the police,
we know where to find you.
The police are the least
of your problems.
We have a problem.
Why are you pacing?
What if
they're not coming back?
All right?
What if they got caught?
They're definitely
coming back, okay?
They said just
to wait here until they did.
Just take a deep breath.
Everything is gonna be fine.
[door creaks]
[street din]
Mr. Palmer, I'm so sorry.
They had my family at gunpoint.
Get in.
[car door shuts close]
You said you have
their location?
Yes.
I planted a tracking
and a listening device
on the briefcase.
[machine clicking]
[machine beeping]
Excellent.
[Claire muttering indistinctly]
Um, are you gonna tell us
what you're thinking or what?
Feregamo is the key.
We need to find him.
Wait, who's Feregamo again?
He's the guy that
invented the Interface.
Um, pretty sure
his exact coordinates
are grave,
six foot deep?
I know he's dead
in our dimension.
We need to find
an alternate dimension
where he's still alive
and have him finish
the Interface.
-But Claire--
-I know,
it's dangerous
to open a portal.
Dad abandoned the project
for that very reason,
but we have no other choice.
It's the only way.
[mechanical whirring]
Okay, let's go back
to your plan for a second.
According to the file,
Feregamo died
about three years ago,
which means that
he's dead in every dimension.
Sure, there's a slight time
difference between dimensions,
but it's not that significant.
Hours, days,
and even weeks?
[through device]
Sure. But three years?
Not if we're
on the same timeline.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
time out ladies.
What the hell
are you talking about?
Just watch.
Step back.
[portal whirring]
Holy shit.
What is that thing?
[Claire]
That is a portal that leads
to alternate dimensions.
[Mark] Alternate?
[Claire and Kiley]
Self-contained reality.
[Peter]
Co-existing with ours, I know.
But isn't that stuff
supposed to be science fiction?
Uh, apparently not.
You guys have
a portal in your basement
and the world
doesn't know about this?
Our father decided
to be quiet about it,
because he believed
opening portals
between dimensions could have
some serious repercussions.
How do you know
so much about it?
Um, you moved across
the country a year ago.
Who do you think got
to be his new assistant?
I'm surprised,
I thought you weren't--
What? Smart enough
to understand it?
No, I just thought
you weren't interested
in this kind of thing.
When I was younger,
not so much,
but it's really grown on me
over the last year.
Oh.
And just because
I'm on dance team
doesn't mean I can't
be good at science.
-I don't think that--
-Yeah, you do.
No, I just--
I didn't know.
Well, there's a lot
that you never knew about me.
[Mark] As entertaining
as this is,
can we pause the soap opera
for a minute and just--
We're still a little
in shock about the whole
travel to alternate dimensions
in time thing.
[Peter] Have you two
been there to another--
[Claire] Not yet.
But they're like here.
Everything is identical.
So my plan
is to not find a dimension
where Feregamo
isn't dead yet...
but where he
doesn't die at all.
I don't understand.
You said that
everything is identical.
So if Feregamo is dead
in our dimension,
doesn't it stand to reason that
he's dead in every dimension?
[Claire] Not necessarily.
Sometimes there are slight
differences in people's lives.
[man groaning in background]
Let's say there are ten
dimensions in our time
and in each one of them,
Feregamo
is a research scientist.
Give me a pen.
[Claire] Except in one,
he's a surgeon.
This divergence can be
traced back to a decision
he made at some point
in his life
that's different
than the rest before.
[car trunk whirring]
[man groaning]
[squishing]
[woman] Damn.
Boss is a real psycho.
[chuckles]
[Kaley] So,
if we are to follow your logic,
then he could still be alive
in one of those
other dimensions.
Yes.
Feregamo was shot in his home
during a robbery gone wrong.
Maybe in one
of these dimensions,
he didn't come home
from work that night,
or maybe he came home
and then left at some point,
or maybe
he survived the gunshot.
I mean, I could come up
with a million scenarios
as to how one of the Feregamos
could still be alive.
And I could come up
with a trillion reasons
why the chances of that
happening are less than zero.
[Peter] I'm not an expert
or anything,
but from a logic standpoint...
I think Kaley's right.
-Yeah.
-[Mark] Of course she's right.
Expecting this man
to be alive
is like wishing Peter
would get hit by a bus
next Monday at 2 PM
and thinking
it could actually happen.
Why am I the one getting hit
by the bus in this scenario?
Because you're unlucky, man,
bad shit always happens to you.
That is a true statement.
Nothing good ever
really goes your way.
-Yup.
-It's like this dark,
stormy cloud follows you ev--
[Peter]
I think I got it, Mark.
All I'm saying
is your karma is cursed.
Are you two done?
Look, based on my visions,
it seems
at some point today,
we will end up
with a working Interface.
I think
that's how it will happen.
Feregamo was the only person
who can get it to work
within this short
of a time frame.
It's a long shot,
but you're gonna
have to trust me.
You seem pretty confident...
so I trust you.
Good.
And one more thing.
The Interface we just stole
belongs to Otto Palmer.
[Mark] What?
Otto Palmer,
as in the CEO?
You're joking, right?
Why would Otto Palmer
own E-Link Tech?
He bought E-Link Tech,
because
of the Interface project.
His daughter
got into an accident
a few years back.
She has been
in a coma ever since.
And you expect us
to go along with this?
It's like you tricked us
into committing suicide.
Why are you so quiet?
Did you know about this?
I didn't sign up for this.
Otto Palmer?
-I'm out.
-I'm staying.
-You're crazy.
-Mm-hmm.
[Mark] Do you guys have
a death wish or something?
You and Palmer want
the same damn thing.
The smart play
would have been to approach him
about working on it together.
[Mark sighs]
[Palmer]
Go in and secure the place.
Verify that
they can open a portal.
And bring me Claire.
-[car door beeping]
-What do you think?
If what we heard is true...
her plan is sound.
Given how close
Feregamo was to breakthrough,
I think he could do it
in a short period of time.
Get in.
-[car door slams shut]
-[Palmer] Don't look back.
Give us a minute.
-[car door clicks open]
-[car door beeping]
-[car door slams shut]
-[Palmer] Do you know who I am?
Do you know why I'm here?
I think I have an idea.
How did you know where I was?
[Palmer] The briefcase
has a transmitter.
How do you know
your plan will work?
You seem so sure.
It has
a listening device, too.
I heard every word
you said about the portal.
The only reason
you're still breathing
is because I need
the answer to that question.
So, start talking.
I've been having
these visions.
Visions?
Yeah, but more like
a quantum entanglement.
A what?
So, if my plan
is to use the Interface
to get into Michelle's mind
and bring her back from a coma,
then it's safe to say
that every Claire
in every dimension has
a similar plan, right?
Right, but get to the point.
Because of the time difference
between dimensions,
I believe
some of my doppelgangers
might have already
Interfaced with Michelle
in their dimensions.
Because when I have
these visions...
I don't just see things...
I experience them.
It's like my consciousness
has been transferred
to a different body
and becomes
part of a larger mind.
I'm confused.
What I'm basically saying
is I have these visions
every time
one of my doppelgangers
is Interfacing with Michelle
in their dimensions.
In one of my visions,
the real Claire
in Michelle's mind
has a dragon tattoo on her arm
and wore glasses to see.
As you can see,
I have neither of those things.
How is that even possible?
I'm not entirely sure,
but my theory is that
sometimes their connection
is so strong,
that every Claire
in every dimension
becomes one universal entity.
It explains why,
at least for a brief moment...
we're all in the same place,
doing the exact same thing.
So then, they got the Interface
to work at some point?
Yeah.
Are you sure
about this theory of yours?
Yes.
When you start
bridging between dimensions,
quantum entanglement
is one of those
rare phenomena
that could occur.
Good.
You work for me now.
And in exchange for that,
I'll spare your lives
for stealing from me.
If I get it to work,
I'll have to save my mom first.
If it works on her,
it'll be safe to try
on your daughter.
Fine.
-But if you fail me--
-I won't.
But I'm gonna need my team.
Your sister stays
with my men for insurance,
but you can take
one of the boys.
Now get out of my car.
[dramatic music plays]
What's going on?
[water running]
[glass clinks]
[Shadow] You go ahead
and drive Boss back.
Are you sure about this?
It's a long shot,
she seems to know
what she's doing.
Get rid of them
when she comes back,
dump the bodies
in another dimension.
The mother, too.
I'll have someone
bring her over.
And I want that portal machine.
It would be useful,
if the Interface doesn't work.
[Peter] So,
what does Mr. Palmer want?
[Claire] A working Interface,
or we're all dead.
Wait, so we work for him now?
That's what he thinks.
I don't trust him.
Peter, you're coming with me.
You two are gonna stay here
with his men until we get back.
You're leaving me alone
with this guy?
Hey, this guy
happens to be training
in the fine arts of Taekwondo.
[scoffs] Oh, yeah?
For how long?
About a week.
I had a Groupon.
-Please, take me with you.
-I can't.
You have to stay here.
What is this?
You guys are still here?
[Claire] You ready?
[Kaley]
Stay safe, guys.
[Mark]
Come back alive.
[portal whooshing]
[dramatic piano music plays]
[portal whooshing]
[Peter] Wow.
It's like the same,
but not.
[Claire]
Hey, let's go.
[Peter] So, how do you know
where he lives?
[Claire]
Well, in our dimension,
he lives
in 2599 Parliament Street,
so I figured
if he's still alive
in this dimension,
he would live
in the same place.
[Peter]
What if he doesn't?
[Claire] Then all I need
is a computer to find out.
[soft piano music plays]
Claire.
Check this out.
To Claire and Peter.
"Feregamo is dead
in this dimension.
And also in 84,
85, and 88.
Please add the coordinates
of the dimensions
you've been to to this list
to help narrow down
the search for others.
Please leave note
if you find him."
I'm confused.
Because of the time difference
between dimensions,
some of the other doppelgangers
are ahead of us.
That's not a bad thing.
At least that means
we don't have to do
a lot of the heavy lifting.
Yeah. Come on.
Peter.
Come on. Let's go.
[elevator bell dings]
[tense music plays]
Go! I'll meet you
on the other side.
I can handle him. Go.
[portal whooshing]
Hurry!
[blow lands]
-[blows landing]
-[grunting]
[gunshots]
[Shadow shouts]
[eerie music plays]
What the fuck?
[portal whooshing]
Sir.
Sir, did you see
anyone come out of there?
Sir, did you see anything?
[suspenseful music plays]
[gun cocks]
You know, when Shadow
asked me to stay here
because you might show up...
I thought
he was wasting my time.
-Where's Feregamo?
-I have the gun.
I ask the fucking questions.
Hands up.
[thud]
[grunting]
[blow lands]
[Peter panting]
[Peter grunting]
-[bone cracks]
-[Ricky grunts]
Talk.
[Ricky panting]
You don't know what you've
gotten yourselves into, do you?
This inter-dimensional idol
you guys got going on,
is gonna end
with every last one of you
in the fucking morgue.
She's probably
already dead anyways.
So, it means that she was here.
If you do not tell me
what it is
that I need to know,
I swear to God...
[Ricky chuckles]
I know a killer when I see one.
And you don't have
the fucking balls.
[gun cocks]
Where's Claire?
Where's Feregamo?
The crew has them.
They're at the house.
-In this dimension.
-Why have they taken her?
[sighs]
We're stranded here.
We need her
to open up the portal,
so we can get back home.
And what the hell
do you need with Feregamo?
We need him
to finish the Interface.
[blow lands]
[indistinct]
-No.
-[Kaley] Yes, I am.
I'm gonna seize
the opportunity while I can.
[beeping]
[Shadow] Hello?
Yeah. Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Mm, yeah, they're here.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Move a muscle
and I'll blow your brains out.
Go. Turn around.
What the hell are you doing?
Tell him to drop his weapon.
What?
You think I'm bluffing?
Of course you are.
Shoot this bitch,
for God's sake.
-[gunshot]
-[Shadow] Fuck!
[he groans] Damn.
I said shoot her!
The next bullet is gonna go
straight into your spine.
Tell him to drop
his fucking weapon.
Drop the weapon.
Sho-- Drop it.
[sighs]
-Move.
-Go.
Give me the gun.
There's tape in the chest.
-[door clicks open]
-[door slams shut]
[door clicks open]
Damn.
You look mighty comfy in here.
Isn't this a crime scene
or something?
Where's Claire?
Why don't you put that gun away
and beg for mercy?
And maybe I'll--
Are you reading my mind
or something?
I was just about to offer you
something similar.
Where is she?
-Start talking or--
-[Shadow] Or what?
I'm the only one
that knows where she is,
so you're not gonna shoot me.
But if you don't get
that gun out of my sight...
I'm gonna blow
his fucking brains out.
Come on, man.
Don't be like that.
We both need each other alive.
Who said I needed you alive?
-[scuffling]
-[grunting]
-[blows landing]
-[grunting]
[blow lands]
-[grunting]
-[blows landing]
[man grunts]
-Hey. Hey, Dr. Feregamo.
-[Dr. Feregamo exclaims]
-Water.
-What, water?
[grunts]
-Here, here.
-[Dr. Feregamo sighs]
Go ahead.
Okay, you're safe.
Okay, you're safe now.
Oh.
-You two again? Jesus Christ--
-No, no, no, no.
Whoever you saw,
that was not us.
Well, it was us.
It just wasn't us.
Wait, so that means
that you've seen my friend?
A version of her, I think.
-Do you know where she is now?
-No.
Wait, did they mention
anything about her?
Anyway,
I'm done helping you guys.
-Wait, wh--
-No, it almost killed me.
I-- I was almost off the grid
and these two idiots found me.
Wait, no, no, if-- if-- no.
If you don't help my friend,
Claire, her mother will die.
Or did you know that already,
didn't you?
Help us.
Help us.
Please.
Please.
Okay, but you're the last bunch
of doppelgangers
I'll deal with.
Thank you.
[sighs] I got an Interface
processor that works.
Gonna need some adjusting.
[Peter] Great.
[trunk door clicks]
Hey, hey, wake up.
Hey, wake up!
I found him.
He said he's gonna help us.
Dr. Feregamo,
thank you for helping us.
What happened here?
As you can see...
things turned out differently,
here in this dimension.
[keyboard clacking]
[heavy thud]
[Peter chuckles]
What are we gonna do
with these fuckers?
-[car horn honks]
-Oh.
Stay here with them
and I'll go check it out.
[dog barking]
What the hell?
Who the hell are you?
How is she even breathing
on her own?
She was on life support,
because her heartrate
was too low,
not because she can't breathe.
Where's Shadow?
Um, not here.
Then why is his car still here?
He took my car.
They went to go get dinner.
Man's gotta eat, right?
Whatever. I gotta go.
I'll give him a call.
You got this, right?
Mm-hmm.
-Who brought her?
-Some guy.
Why? I'm not sure.
But I think
they want to get rid of us,
including her.
Will you help me
carry her upstairs?
[Peter]
Everything all right?
Well, having your father die,
your estranged mother
show up uninvited,
and then fall into a coma
and having to chase down
an Interface machine
through alternate dimensions
with the man
who killed said father...
kind of puts
a damper on things.
Touch.
[Peter] Look, I know
I'm probably the last person
that you want to
confide in right now.
-Yup.
-But...
I'm a really good listener.
Fine.
We don't have to talk.
It's my mother.
[Claire] Who would have thought
that I would ever
risk my life to save her?
[Peter]
You two weren't on good terms?
I know the feeling...
but it's not too late for you
to make amends
with your mother.
My father passed away
thinking that I hated him.
I mean, I used to.
Why?
My father was well off.
I mean, financially.
And when I was young,
I-- I was a bad kid.
Okay?
[sighs] My father
did not like me very much,
probably 'cause of my attitude.
And then he decided to ship me
to a boarding school
halfway across the world,
to give me,
as he called it,
"behavioral modifications."
And every month or so,
he would slash
my monthly budget
and give me half
of what I actually needed,
you know,
for, like, food and stuff.
All so I could
struggle to survive.
That's extreme.
And I hated him for it.
What changed
your feelings towards him?
Time, I guess.
I mean,
he could be a real bastard,
but he was still my dad,
you know?
I-- I think he wanted
what was best for me...
wanted me to stop acting out.
He just...
went about it
in a really bad way.
He passed away
while I was away at school...
so...
there's no time for me
to make things right with him.
It's too late.
But...
maybe it's not too late
for you.
Make peace
with your mother, Claire.
Move on.
Thanks, Dr. Phil,
but I think
my situation is a little bit
different than yours.
It sounded like
your father might have
actually given a crap
about how you turned out.
My mother didn't.
If she didn't care,
she would have
come back to make amends
while she was dying.
Yeah, she's dying.
She waited
until the last minute
when there's...
That's why
we're doing all this.
So that you guys
can have more time.
Better be worth it.
Family's always worth it.
Yeah, well,
I'm doing this for my sister.
Not for Michelle.
Kaley is the only
real family that I have left.
I have an idea.
Get up.
[Kaley typing]
-[portal whooshing]
-Get in.
Get in,
or we will start dropping you.
You're lucky
she's giving you a way out.
Am I? I'm sending them
to a negative dimension.
Who knows what's out there?
Good. Now get in.
You have five seconds.
Five, four,
-three, two, one.
-[Kaley sighs]
-Come on.
-[kick lands]
[Kaley gasps]
Wow.
Okay.
[both chuckle]
That was pretty impressive,
uh, negative dimensions?
Hey, thanks, you were
pretty impressive, too.
Although, "Get in,
or we'll start dropping you"?
[chuckles] You've got to
work on your lines, man.
Not my best badass-erie,
but it worked, didn't it?
Hey, it did.
Hey, we make
a pretty good team.
[Kaley chuckles]
[gunshot]
[gunshot]
Okay, give me your gun.
What? No.
[Kaley]
Mark, come on,
we can't be
walking around with guns.
-There's windows everywhere.
-Okay.
Okay.
-[portal whooshing]
-[Kaley gasps]
Oh, no. The portal.
Claire, Peter,
did you find Feregamo?
Yeah, let's go
to the hospital and--
-Michelle's here.
-What?
[Kaley] Long story,
let's not waste any time.
Wait, where are Palmer's guys?
-We got rid of them.
-What do you mean?
We took control
of the situation.
I sent them to
a negative dimension.
Huh, I'm impressed.
What the hell happened to you?
Long story.
Time's ticking, guys, come on.
-[whoosh]
-[man] Surprise assholes.
Thanks for knocking me out.
But you should have killed me
when you had the chance.
Now, let's get down
to business, shall we?
The Interface, hand it over.
Don't do it, Claire.
Mom's life depends on it.
So do ours.
It doesn't matter anyways.
-[portal whooshing]
-The fuck?
What happened to the portal?
What did you do?
Nothing.
It-- it doesn't stay
open for long.
My sister can open it for you.
Then what are you waiting for?
Turn that shit back on.
Come on!
[keyboard clacking]
[portal whooshing]
Any last words?
I don't have time for you
to make a will or anything.
-What the fuck?
-[heavy thud]
[portal powers down]
Whoa, that was neat.
But we did it better.
I think I shit myself.
-Where did you send him?
-To a negative dimension.
That was awesome.
[Mark] Michelle's waiting
upstairs, come on.
Okay.
[machine charging]
[Mark] This is the moment
she saw in her vision.
This moment right here.
Incredible.
[hopeful music plays]
[machine whirring]
-[rapid beeping]
-Shit! What's happening?
-Hey, we gotta take it off.
-[Peter] Hey, No, no, no!
-No. No.
-God-- God, get out of my way!
You need to calm down.
I already lost
my father because of you,
if anything happens,
I swear to God-
[Kaley gasps]
[indiscernible whispering]
[Claire] You never told them
about us, did you?
[Michelle] You shouldn't have
shown up like this.
You could have
destroyed my family
[Claire]
We're your family, too.
[droning music plays]
You don't recognize me?
-[knocking]
-[Tess] Mom.
Is everything okay?
[knocking]
Mom.
That girl, Claire.
You know her, don't you?
[dad]
What's the matter?
Where's your mother?
She's in there.
[dad]
Honey, is everything okay?
[knocking]
-Honey?
-[sniffs]
[Michelle] I have
something to tell you.
Both of you.
[Claire sighs]
[Michelle] You said
you were gonna stop drinking.
[dad]
You're gonna do this again?
[Michelle] Yes,
I am going to do this again.
You know what happens
when you drink.
This is ridiculous,
you know if you were happy--
I can drink
whatever the fuck I want.
[Michelle] No, no you can't
drink whatever you want.
You can't drink
whenever you want.
-You know what happens--
-Well, you sound like
a fucking broken record, woman.
[Michelle] Well, maybe
that's what you need to hear
-it over and over again--
-Shut the fuck up,
or I'm gonna nail you again,
just like yesterday.
-In case you haven't learned.
-[Michelle] You promised.
You promised you wouldn't bring
work home anymore.
Do I have a choice?
[Michelle]
Yes, you do have a choice.
The girls--
Do you think I enjoy sitting
at that recital by myself
comforting a crying child?
-This is ridiculous.
-[dad] Oh, shut the fuck up.
-[Michelle] You promised!
-Shut up!
[smacks]
And there's more
where that came from.
-[panting]
-[doorknob rattling]
[dad]
Honey, I'm home.
It's gonna be okay.
[Michelle sniffs]
[music intensifies]
[knocking]
[Kaley] Shit.
This could be Palmer.
[Peter]
It's not him.
-Looks like it could be a cop.
-[knocking]
Stay here.
I'll handle this.
[knocking]
Can I help you, Officer?
Yes, is this
the Hopkins residence?
Mm-hmm.
We got a call from
the Good Samaritan Hospital
informing us that a patient,
Michelle Hopkins, is missing.
What do you mean she's missing?
My mother's in a coma
and last time I checked
people in comas
don't just go missing.
Is your mother here?
Excuse me?
That wheelchair has
a Good Samaritan logo on it.
So?
Videotape shows
someone taking her
out of the hospital
in a wheelchair.
Can I come in?
Do you have a warrant?
I'm gonna need
you to step aside. [sighs]
My sister is getting dressed.
I'll go get her.
[rapid beeping]
[Mark] You let the cop in?
Really?
I couldn't stop him,
he suspects something's up.
You have to stop him from
coming up here no matter what,
because if he does,
this little experiment
of ours is over.
Okay, I can't stop a fucking
cop from coming in here--
You need to buy them some time.
I have a plan,
[indistinct].
-[Mark] What? What? Shit.
-[Kaley] He's coming up.
-He's coming.
-All right, do you trust me?
No! Sure. Whatever.
You stay there and make sure
that the cop does not see you
no matter what.
[Kaley gasps]
What the hell are you doing?
It is
a hostage situation, okay?
I need you to play along
and I need you to trust me
so we can get out of this mess.
[Kaley] Okay.
[Kaley panting]
Drop the gun now,
and let her go.
In case you haven't noticed,
I am the one with the hostage.
You have five seconds
to get the hell away
from this house,
or I will slaughter her
and her entire family.
Okay.
Okay, don't do anything stupid.
See?
I'm doing what you said.
I'm leaving.
Okay?
If I see you,
or any other cop
anywhere near this house...
-you got it?
-Uh-huh. I gotcha.
[Kaley sobbing]
What the hell
is wrong with you?
Do you know what kind of mess
you just created?
This place is gonna be
crawling with cops in no time!
Calm down, okay?
I'm doing this to help.
We're all going to jail
when this is over.
That is if the snipers
don't take us out first,
I will be going to jail.
Not you, and stay away
from the fucking windows.
Who are you?
Oh, God,
what is happening to me?
[man] You are a foreign object
in this space.
You think you can mess around
in someone's mind
and their system
won't fight back?
[breathing heavily]
What are you?
Your fear.
[music tensing up]
[whooshing]
Michelle?
Michelle, it's Claire.
-Wake up.
-[Michelle] Claire.
-What-- what are you-- Where--
-[Claire] You had a seizure.
You went into a coma,
your kidneys are failing.
Where's your sister?
Michelle,
you're still in a coma.
How am I talking to you then?
We're both connected
to a machine
that's allowing us
to communicate
on a subconscious level.
I'm literally in your head.
[panting]
We're running
out of time, Michelle,
you have to wake up.
[sighs] I am so tired
of fighting, Claire.
No, Michelle.
Don't give up on us.
Not now.
I'm here to help you.
I think I know
why you're still in a coma.
I know what Dad did to you.
You were not supposed
to know about that.
Your father
was in a very dark place
for a while.
[Claire]
Don't you dare defend him.
Look at what he did to you.
Your emotional scars
are all over the place.
You don't understand.
Your father was a good man.
The only reason
why your mind is trapped here
is because of him.
To wake up,
you have to face your demons.
Believe it or not,
he is your demon.
He is the root
of all of your pain.
You left us,
because you were depressed
and you wanted to get better.
But you never came back
after you got better,
because deep down
you were still afraid of him.
That's not true.
-That's not true.
-You know it's true.
Your being here
in Neil's house proves that.
He made you feel safe.
In order for you to wake up,
you have to
take us back to our house.
You have to face him.
He can't hurt you anymore.
You can do it.
Just imagine
that we are at our house.
Yes.
You can fight him, Michelle.
[dad] This again?
I have to get this done!
Michelle.
-Michelle, what is it?
-He's here.
Michelle, listen to me.
He's-- he's not here.
-He's dead.
-He's inside.
This is just
your mind projecting him.
-No, he's here.
-It's your imagination
latching onto
your darkest fear.
-He's inside.
-He's not.
Michelle, listen to me.
Sit down.
[phone ringing]
[dog barking in distance]
[phone ringing]
[Stanley] My name
is Stanley Jacobson,
I'm a hostage negotiator
with the LAPD.
Are the hostages safe?
-Uh--
-You are a strong woman.
You can fight this.
Don't be afraid.
Just close your eyes
and shut him out.
Now, concentrate on my voice
and mine alone.
We love you.
We love you
and we are here to help you.
Now, stay with my voice.
Just follow my voice.
-[indistinct]
-[dad] This again?
I have things to do!
[indistinct arguing]
[dad]
Just like yesterday!
[Michelle] This is ridiculous,
you promised me
you wouldn't be
bringing this home.
[indistinct arguing]
[electronic beat plays]
[helicopter blades whirring]
[Claire gasps]
[Peter]
Uh, yeah, they're great.
[Claire] I don't understand.
It should have worked.
[Peter]
I'll call you right back.
It's okay, guys.
We did our best.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[Claire panting]
[Kaley]
Okay, you guys have to go.
-[Peter] Are you sure?
-[Kaley] Yes, go.
[Mark]
Let's go, go, go.
-[sirens blaring]
-She's not breathing.
-[Kaley] What?
-One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Michelle? Michelle?
Please do the CPR,
do the CPR,
she's not breathing.
She's not breathing!
-Police!
-[Claire gasps]
We need some help,
can I get some help? Please!
[indistinct]
she's not breathing!
She's not breathing.
Get that gun out of my face.
[Kaley] She's dying.
[indistinct]
[Kaley crying]
They're gone.
[knocking]
Claire.
What are you doing here?
This should help...
with your project.
And I also
wanted to apologize...
for what I put
your family through.
It's okay, Claire.
I would have done
the same for my family.
Still, it was wrong.
I shouldn't have done it.
It's okay. Really.
For what it's worth,
you saved my family, too.
And I appreciate
you bringing me this.
[Claire] Bye.
Hello?
Really?
That's great.
I'm heading home now.
I'll tell her the good news.
[uplifting music plays]
[Peter] I've decided
to turn myself in...
for what I did to your father.
[Claire]
Are you serious?
We weren't gonna press charges.
-We knew it was an accident.
-I know.
But it's the right thing to do.
I mean, we all know it.
I-- I may be a coward, but...
at least I can own up to that.
I forgive you.
Just so you know.
Thanks.
I really appreciate that.
[door clicks open]
I was hoping we could talk
when you got a minute.
About?
Everything.
-I think--
-[Claire] It's okay.
You made a mistake.
It's okay to make mistakes.
No one is perfect.
[inhales deeply]
I had to learn the hard way.
Well, and about the surgery?
Are you sure
you want to do this?
You don't have to
go through with this.
You don't owe me anything.
I want to.
[Kaley chuckles]
Oh, you're so slow!
Are you sure
you're my half-sister?
[Tess]
Whatever, you cheated.
[Tess and Kaley chuckling]
So...
what's next?
Well, Mom's gonna go back
to Georgia after surgery.
Just gonna be us
in this big old house.
I say we sell it
and we move to Georgia.
That is an excellent idea!
You should move in with us.
Of course!
As tempting as that sounds...
this is our home.
We grew up here.
Yep.
I say we...
stay here...
keep the house...
and Mom and Tess can visit
whenever they want.
[Kaley laughs]
What?
I don't think
I've ever heard you refer to
or call her Mom...
like, ever.
-For as long as I can remember.
-Shut up.
[laughing]
[Claire sighs]
[all laughing]
[Michelle] It's so obvious
you three are related.
["Dole" by Zei Zei plays]
Yeah, yeah,
turn up the music
[indistinct lyrics]
[singing in other language]
[music ends]
[low droning music playing]
[quiet whooshing]
[machine beeping]
[mellow piano music playing]
[siren wailing in distance]
[machine beeping]
[melancholy music playing]
I'm glad
you're still here.
[machine beeping rhythmically]
[Dr. Johnson]
Have you given any more thought
to what we discussed?
She stays on the machine.
She's suffering,
Mr. Palmer.
She's been on these machines
for five years.
I think it may be time...
to let her go.
[Palmer clears throat]
This is the last time
we're gonna have
this conversation.
If you ever ask me
to pull the plug
on my daughter again,
I will kill you.
Do you understand me?
[tense music playing]
[Shadow]
Is everything okay, boss?
Everything's fine, Shadow.
[Shadow]
The captain just called.
The shipment
will be arriving tonight.
Should I mobilize the boys?
Yes, but for a different job.
I'm gonna let John and his men
handle the shipment.
Any word from Dr. Majed
about the Interface?
Not yet.
But we're gonna go
pay him a visit.
[crickets chirping]
-[knocking on door]
-[door clicks open]
Claire.
It's been a week since--
This isn't healthy.
What do you want?
Dr. Johnson is here.
You coming?
Sure.
[eerie music playing]
Can I help you?
I'm looking
for Michelle Satorius.
That's my mom.
Come in.
[Michelle]
Have we met before?
I don't--
[Claire]
You don't recognize me?
You don't know
a, uh, Jim Hopkins
in California,
or a Kaley Hopkins?
[Claire sighs]
Is she gonna be okay?
She needs the transplant.
Her condition
is deteriorating
since your father
passed away.
We should get her home
right away.
Why would we do that?
So she can be
with her family--
We are her family.
She shouldn't do
any traveling right now.
She needs to rest.
She can continue her treatment
when she gets back home.
Her condition
needs to stabilize
before she can travel.
She needs at least
a week's worth of treatments,
before we can even think
about getting her on a plane.
I have to go.
I'll stop by later.
-What was that all about?
-What?
You're sitting out here,
instead of coming inside
and talking with the doctor?
And why are you trying
to get rid of her?
Oh, wait, let me see.
Because she abandoned us.
Which part of that
don't you understand?
If you want to keep pretending
like she never left us,
-be my guest.
-I'm not pretending.
And by the way,
are you going to do the test
to donate her a kidney?
Or do I really have to ask?
Why would I want to do that?
Because she's your mother...
-and she's dying.
-So what?
And that gives her the right
to show up here, now,
playing the dying card?
I don't owe her anything.
You know,
I get that you're angry
and maybe you have
every reason to be,
but right now is not the time
to hold a grudge.
I don't understand you.
You barely know her,
but you were totally willing
to give her an organ
right out of your body?
She's our mother.
And like it or not,
she's the last bit
of family we have left.
You need to be there for her.
If not for her, then...
do it for me.
Or Dad.
You know that's what
he would have wanted.
[melancholy music playing]
[music whooshing]
[music whooshing]
[machine beeping]
[Claire breathing heavily]
[inaudible whispering]
[ominous music playing]
[light buzzing]
[music stops]
[dog barking in distance]
People ask me why I got
in this line of work...
given that I have
a Masters in finance.
Do you know why?
A car accident
left my wife a quadriplegic
and my daughter in a coma.
Massive medical bills.
As I ventured
into this business,
it seemed that
the richer I got,
the more my wife's health
deteriorated.
I wasn't there for my wife,
right up until
the day she died.
You run a criminal empire
that is responsible
for some horrific things.
Nothing you say
can justify what you do.
No offense.
[Palmer]
None taken.
You see,
I was driving the car.
The accident was my fault.
I failed my wife.
But you have to understand,
I will do whatever it takes
to save my daughter.
[door clicks open]
-Mr. Palmer.
-Ah, Dr. Majed, come.
Sit with us.
Any progress on the Interface?
Yes, we are making
some significant progress.
Very close to a breakthrough.
[Mr. Palmer]
Your father promised me
that he would save
my daughter's life
if I would buy E-Link Tech
and finance
the Interface device.
I'm a patient man.
I realize
these things take time.
But three years
is a lot of time...
and now
I've run out of patience.
Mr. Pal--
My daughter's life is now
hanging in the balance.
And as of right now,
so is yours.
If I don't have
a working Interface device
by the end of this month...
your daughter
is gonna pay the price
for your incompetence.
Dad, we have to leave,
or that madman will kill us.
With the sort of
influence he has,
nowhere is safe.
We can go to Iran.
I've worked so hard
to give us a better life.
I won't throw all that away.
We'll be okay.
I can do this.
[birds chirping]
I want to talk to you, girls.
I have things to do.
[Dad] Are you sure
you're in the right house?
Hey, Dad.
Isn't Mike's mom
named Michelle, too?
-Mike?
-[Tess] The kid next door.
The new neighbors.
I can show you the house
if you'd like.
That won't be necessary.
Sorry to bother you.
[Michelle] Claire.
You never told them
about us, did you?
No, no. And you shouldn't
have shown up here like this.
You could have
destroyed my family.
We're your family, too.
That was my past life.
And I need to keep it that way.
I'm sorry about Claire.
She just needs some time.
What did you want
to talk to us about?
We'll talk about it later
when both of you are here.
But just so you know,
I'm thinking it might be best
if I leave
in the next few days.
I don't want to upset Claire.
She's been through a lot.
Is everything okay
between the two of you?
Yeah.
Why?
I don't know,
I just feel like
I sensed some tension
between you two.
Oh, yeah. We're good.
We just get along better
when she's not around.
Why is that?
Is it because
she's closer to your father?
Do you feel left out?
I can tell.
Mm.
I wasn't able
to get close to Dad
until after
she went to college.
Growing up,
they were so close to the point
that he didn't feel
the need to bond with me.
In any way, shape, or form.
Over the years, I've been able
to respect what they have
and make peace with it.
But now that you're here...
and I'm hoping
to have that same kind of
close relationship with you...
she's being selfish
and she's ruining everything.
No.
You can't blame Claire
for how she feels about me.
It's not her fault.
I know.
I can see how much
you're hurting
and I'm so sorry.
I am so, so sorry.
I should have been here
for you.
I should have been here
for both of you.
Can you forgive me?
[soft uplifting music playing]
Yeah.
And I am really
loving this hair.
[both laugh]
It's really--
it's really good.
-It looks really good.
-Thank you.
-That red.
-Mm-hmm.
[keyboard tapping]
The subjects are here.
Bring in the first one.
Will it work?
In theory, yes,
but we'll know
for sure in a moment.
Have you been briefed
on what's going to happen?
I just have to go in
and establish
connection, right?
And then I get my money?
Right.
The Interface will create
a virtual environment,
based on what
her mind is projecting,
enabling you to interact
and communicate with her
on a subconscious level.
Are you ready?
Just relax.
It's not going to hurt.
Pay attention to every detail
and try and remember
as much as you can.
[electrical whirring]
[rapid beeping]
Something isn't right.
It's damaging his brain.
We have to stop!
No.
Wait and see what happens.
If we don't stop now,
it's going to kill him.
[beeping stops]
He's dead.
Bring in the next one.
I will not experiment
on another person.
Anyone who sits
in that chair today will die.
No matter
how many times we try.
Without further study
or adjustments
to the Interface,
you may as well
just execute them.
I need more time.
[Palmer] Finish it.
You know what the stakes are.
I don't need to remind you.
[computer beeping]
[contemplative
piano music playing]
[droning music playing]
[Claire groans]
[footsteps]
[Kaley] You okay?
You look like
you've just seen a ghost.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Remember when Dad
used to bribe us...
to come hang out with him
while he was building this?
[Kaley scoffs]
Mm-hmm.
Oh, you hated coming in here.
Nah, I didn't really mind
the bribing part.
What I didn't like,
was him boring me
with all that scientific stuff.
It made me feel like
I was still in school.
I miss him.
Me too.
I still can't believe he, um...
abandoned the project.
We worked on it for so long.
[Claire sighs]
I think that...
it is just for the best.
You know what they say.
Some things aren't meant
to be tampered with.
[beeping]
Shit. Lunch.
[Claire whimpers]
Go.
[computer winding down]
[birds chirping]
[paper rustling]
I need to know more about these
pills that she's been taking.
We already had
this conversation.
We can't.
Look.
Things are different now.
God forbid, your mother
could die at any moment.
If that happens...
the coroner will find traces
of the drug in her system.
The drug isn't FDA approved.
Do you know what
that will cost me?
My license.
Maybe we should tell him.
Are you insane?
The sender
could get in trouble.
We could get in trouble.
[Kaley]
And so could the doctor.
If you won't tell him, fine.
I will.
[tense music playing]
[door clicking]
[Claire sighing]
[car engine revving]
[bell ringing]
[Claire] Hello.
Hi.
My name is Claire.
And yours?
Peter.
So you're the one who's been
sending us the pills.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Don't play dumb.
I just saw you put them
in our mailbox
and I've seen your car parked
in front of my house for weeks.
[Peter]
You shouldn't have followed me.
I have to go.
Wait.
You haven't sent
the pills in weeks.
Why?
I don't have access
to the pills.
I'm sorry,
that's my last delivery.
My mother's life
depends on these pills.
Look, if there was
anything I could do--
Could you tell me
how you've been getting them?
I can get them myself.
I doubt that.
The pills came
from GSA Pharmaceuticals.
They're not on the market.
The only reason
that I had access to them
was because I worked there.
Look, I'm sorry...
but I have to go.
[street din]
[Claire]
Why did you send us the pills?
It is a really long story
and I really have to go.
I need to know.
Why are you helping my mother?
How-- you don't even know us.
And how do you know
about her condition?
If you really want answers,
come to Barham Boulevard
tomorrow at 10 AM.
Apartment 214.
[knocking on door]
It's nine.
-I said 10 AM.
-I couldn't wait.
So, do you go to school
around here?
[Claire] Georgia Tech.
What's your major?
Computer science.
How long you lived out there?
A year.
But enough with the small talk.
Why don't you start
by telling me
why you don't have access
to the pills anymore?
The pills are experimental.
I mean, they filter waste
out of the bloodstream,
so they do help
with kidney failure,
but they're still
in clinical trials.
There just wasn't always
a consistent supply
for me to get at.
My internship ended.
I was able to grab
that last bottle
on my final day
as I was leaving.
Thank you...
for all of your help
these past few months.
I'm just trying to understand
how you know about my mother.
[Peter] It's complicated.
[Claire] Who is this guy?
That's my best friend, Mark.
So, are you going to keep
dodging the question?
I overheard you, your sister...
and her doctor talking
about her kidney failure.
I was in my car
outside your house.
Why were you watching us?
-Peter?
-I did it because...
I felt guilty.
Guilty about what?
On the night--
on the night...
of the hit and run
with your father...
I was the one behind the wheel.
[emotional music playing]
I'm-- I'm the one who's
responsible for his death.
I'm so, so sorry.
Claire,
I did not know what to do.
I panicked.
Claire, I panicked.
[door clicks shut]
[phone ringing]
[Claire] What?
[Kaley]
Michelle had a seizure.
Wait, what?
[Claire]
Is she going to wake up?
[Dr. Johnson]
I wish I could say yes.
With the preliminary MRI's...
it showed
very low brain activity.
[Kaley]
What does that mean?
[Dr. Johnson] The chances of
her regaining consciousness...
are remote.
Can anything be done for her?
Short of a kidney transplant?
No.
You should be able
to visit with her
in the next
half an hour or so.
Thanks.
I'll wait in the hall.
What is that?
Oh.
This is an Interface.
It's a machine to bring
people back from a coma.
-Wait, do you mean--
-Oh, no, no, no.
It doesn't work.
The man that
invented the tech,
passed away before
he could complete it.
His colleague recently
attempted a human trial.
It was unsuccessful.
Would you mind
if I take a look at that?
I-- it'd be
a great distraction.
[nurse on PA]
Dr. Johnson, come to the ER.
All right.
Dr. Johnson,
come to the ER, please.
[Dr. Johnson] Just put
the file back on my desk
before you leave.
[footsteps]
[door clicks open]
[door clicks shut]
What?
I think there may be a way
to bring Michelle back
using this...
this Interface.
[quiet beeping]
[tense music playing]
Was he speaking Chinese
when he said it doesn't work?
What am I missing?
A lot.
But it's too dangerous.
Dangerous?
Claire, if there's a way
to save Michelle,
if it's possible,
then we have to do it.
It's too dangerous.
And to be honest
it's not worth the risk.
I get that you two
have your differences
and not wanting to donate
an organ is one thing...
which now
can't even save her life,
if you were even
willing to do it.
But if you can save her
and you don't...
that will be the end of us.
And I will never forgive you.
I have to go.
[door clicks open]
[car beeping]
I'm assuming you're Claire?
Yes, Dr. Majed.
My assistant said you called
asking about the Interface.
How do you know about it?
-Palmer send you?
-Who?
No, I saw plans for it
on my mother's doctor's desk.
Johnson.
He's supposed to keep
those plans under wraps.
-The device is not completed.
-I know.
But I wanted to see
how long it would be
until it works.
My mother is in a coma,
and wanted to--
We won't be trying it on you
or anyone else.
The Interface does not work.
But, you see,
I think it will work.
I've been having these visions.
-I'm a very busy man.
-I know it sounds crazy.
I must go.
Forget you ever heard
about the Interface.
You have no idea what
you'd be getting yourself into.
Dr. Majed, please,
I really need your help.
Don't call again.
[engine revving]
You coming?
Not until you tell me
where the hell we're going.
I told you,
we need the Interface.
I thought that
doctor blew you off?
Which is why we're here.
Look, something
is happening, Kaley,
I can't--
I can't explain it.
At least not yet.
Okay. Say I believe you.
How are we gonna get
our hands on that Interface?
Nobody's just gonna
hand it over to us.
That's why we're here.
To see Peter.
Who is Peter?
Peter is...
the guy that...
killed Dad.
What?
He's been sitting in his car
outside of the house
for weeks watching us.
I followed him yesterday
after he left the house.
And?
Did you call the cops?
Why?
It's complicated.
[Kaley scoffs]
He's also the one who's been
sending us the pills.
And you let him just walk away?
Are you fucking kidding me?
There's nothing
I could have done.
How was he gonna send us
the pills if he was in jail?
He stopped sending us
the damn pills, remember?
-Calm down.
-He lives in this building?
[knocking on door]
[Peter grunting]
-That's enough, Kaley.
-[Peter] What the hell?
That was a promise.
When this is all over,
you will pay for what
you did to my father.
[Mark] Well,
that was quite an introduction.
He-- he deserves it, but--
but that's not cool.
Not cool?
Hitting my father with a car
and then driving away
like a coward,
that's not cool.
You have a point there.
Did you even call the police?
Or just knowingly
leave my father there
-in the street to die?
-Of course I called the police.
Before speeding off
like a coward.
Not helping, Mark.
So, who the hell are you?
I'm Mark.
The coward's best friend.
-Ah.
-Thanks for that.
She said
"When this is all over."
When what's all over?
Hey, asshole.
I'm right here.
Why don't you ask me?
No, thank you.
You have a gun, right?
Wait, what?
-How did you know--
-Can I borrow it?
If you want to shoot me,
you're gonna have
to get your own gun.
If I wanted revenge,
we wouldn't even be
having this conversation.
Then what
do you need a gun for?
That is actually
an excellent question, Claire.
It's none of your business,
but you owe me this.
[eerie music playing]
Look.
Whatever you need this for,
it can't be good.
Tell me what's going on.
Maybe I can help.
[Mark] What Peter actually
meant to say is,
"Hell no."
Uh, thanks for coming by.
Bye-bye.
[footsteps]
You want to help?
[door shutting close]
We could use the manpower.
Sure.
Whatever you need.
[Kaley]
Can I talk to you for a second?
[door clicking open]
[door shutting close]
[Kaley] Claire,
he's the last person
we should seek help from.
I know.
But like you said,
this is no time
to hold a grudge.
I need help
to execute the plan.
And unless you know anyone else
who would be willing
to risk their lives ASAP,
Peter and Mark
are the only option.
Risk their lives?
Claire, what is the plan?
I will tell you
when we get there.
You have to trust me.
We have to report Peter
to the police
when this is all over.
I wouldn't
have it any other way.
Okay.
[Mark] Look, I-- I know
you feel bad
about what happened
and you want to
set things right,
but you don't even know
what the hell
you're getting
yourself involved with.
It doesn't matter.
I need this.
More than you could ever know.
[Claire] You guys
don't believe me, do you?
[Mark scoffs]
So, like, when
you're having these visions,
do you use
a crystal ball or something?
-What?
-Or is it like tarot cards?
Were you even listening?
I'm not psychic.
Well, then how do you
explain the visions?
How could you have
seen us all together
without ever having met us?
I don't know.
Look, we need to go.
Peter and I will go in first
and I'll signal to you two
when to come in.
[sinister music playing]
[door clicks open]
[Peter] Get in.
-Dad?
-No, sit down.
Tie her up.
Tie her up!
Okay, sit down.
This is very important.
Is there anybody else
in this house?
Is anybody else in the house?
No.
[door shutting close]
Stay with her.
I'm gonna have
a little chat with Dr. Majed.
Please, don't hurt my daughter.
She doesn't know
anything about this.
Whether your daughter
makes it out of this alive
is entirely up to you.
What do you want?
I told you,
the Interface does not work.
Like I said,
I think it will work.
How much longer will it take?
I don't know.
Everyone needs to stop asking.
I don't think
I need to remind you
what's at stake here,
Dr. Majed.
Honestly, I don't know.
It could take months, years.
Well, if it's gonna
take you that long
then I'm gonna have
to take it off your hands
and handle it myself.
I don't have it.
It's at the lab,
at E-Link Tech.
Well, why don't you
get dressed?
We're going to E-Link Tech.
Stay with her.
Wait for my call.
Stay focused
and keep your eyes open.
[door clicks open]
[gravel crackling]
Who do you work for?
No one.
You seem to know a lot
about the Interface,
so I'm guessing you also know
it belongs to Otto Palmer.
You have no idea
who you're stealing from.
You're gonna get us all killed.
Stop talking
and get the Interface.
[car door clicks open]
[car door shuts close]
Dr. Majed,
as you walk over there,
I want you to ask yourself...
if the Interface is worth
losing your family over.
Don't try anything stupid.
[Peter] Are you sure you want
to go through with this?
I'm fine.
It's not me
you should be worried about.
[Peter]
The family will be fine.
And we're not causing
any trauma that...
a week of therapy can't fix.
That's a callous way
of justifying
what I'm putting them through.
Is that what
you told yourself...
when you ran over my dad
and drove away?
[tense, somber music playing]
Go home.
Your family is safe.
If you contact the police,
we know where to find you.
The police are the least
of your problems.
We have a problem.
Why are you pacing?
What if
they're not coming back?
All right?
What if they got caught?
They're definitely
coming back, okay?
They said just
to wait here until they did.
Just take a deep breath.
Everything is gonna be fine.
[door creaks]
[street din]
Mr. Palmer, I'm so sorry.
They had my family at gunpoint.
Get in.
[car door shuts close]
You said you have
their location?
Yes.
I planted a tracking
and a listening device
on the briefcase.
[machine clicking]
[machine beeping]
Excellent.
[Claire muttering indistinctly]
Um, are you gonna tell us
what you're thinking or what?
Feregamo is the key.
We need to find him.
Wait, who's Feregamo again?
He's the guy that
invented the Interface.
Um, pretty sure
his exact coordinates
are grave,
six foot deep?
I know he's dead
in our dimension.
We need to find
an alternate dimension
where he's still alive
and have him finish
the Interface.
-But Claire--
-I know,
it's dangerous
to open a portal.
Dad abandoned the project
for that very reason,
but we have no other choice.
It's the only way.
[mechanical whirring]
Okay, let's go back
to your plan for a second.
According to the file,
Feregamo died
about three years ago,
which means that
he's dead in every dimension.
Sure, there's a slight time
difference between dimensions,
but it's not that significant.
Hours, days,
and even weeks?
[through device]
Sure. But three years?
Not if we're
on the same timeline.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
time out ladies.
What the hell
are you talking about?
Just watch.
Step back.
[portal whirring]
Holy shit.
What is that thing?
[Claire]
That is a portal that leads
to alternate dimensions.
[Mark] Alternate?
[Claire and Kiley]
Self-contained reality.
[Peter]
Co-existing with ours, I know.
But isn't that stuff
supposed to be science fiction?
Uh, apparently not.
You guys have
a portal in your basement
and the world
doesn't know about this?
Our father decided
to be quiet about it,
because he believed
opening portals
between dimensions could have
some serious repercussions.
How do you know
so much about it?
Um, you moved across
the country a year ago.
Who do you think got
to be his new assistant?
I'm surprised,
I thought you weren't--
What? Smart enough
to understand it?
No, I just thought
you weren't interested
in this kind of thing.
When I was younger,
not so much,
but it's really grown on me
over the last year.
Oh.
And just because
I'm on dance team
doesn't mean I can't
be good at science.
-I don't think that--
-Yeah, you do.
No, I just--
I didn't know.
Well, there's a lot
that you never knew about me.
[Mark] As entertaining
as this is,
can we pause the soap opera
for a minute and just--
We're still a little
in shock about the whole
travel to alternate dimensions
in time thing.
[Peter] Have you two
been there to another--
[Claire] Not yet.
But they're like here.
Everything is identical.
So my plan
is to not find a dimension
where Feregamo
isn't dead yet...
but where he
doesn't die at all.
I don't understand.
You said that
everything is identical.
So if Feregamo is dead
in our dimension,
doesn't it stand to reason that
he's dead in every dimension?
[Claire] Not necessarily.
Sometimes there are slight
differences in people's lives.
[man groaning in background]
Let's say there are ten
dimensions in our time
and in each one of them,
Feregamo
is a research scientist.
Give me a pen.
[Claire] Except in one,
he's a surgeon.
This divergence can be
traced back to a decision
he made at some point
in his life
that's different
than the rest before.
[car trunk whirring]
[man groaning]
[squishing]
[woman] Damn.
Boss is a real psycho.
[chuckles]
[Kaley] So,
if we are to follow your logic,
then he could still be alive
in one of those
other dimensions.
Yes.
Feregamo was shot in his home
during a robbery gone wrong.
Maybe in one
of these dimensions,
he didn't come home
from work that night,
or maybe he came home
and then left at some point,
or maybe
he survived the gunshot.
I mean, I could come up
with a million scenarios
as to how one of the Feregamos
could still be alive.
And I could come up
with a trillion reasons
why the chances of that
happening are less than zero.
[Peter] I'm not an expert
or anything,
but from a logic standpoint...
I think Kaley's right.
-Yeah.
-[Mark] Of course she's right.
Expecting this man
to be alive
is like wishing Peter
would get hit by a bus
next Monday at 2 PM
and thinking
it could actually happen.
Why am I the one getting hit
by the bus in this scenario?
Because you're unlucky, man,
bad shit always happens to you.
That is a true statement.
Nothing good ever
really goes your way.
-Yup.
-It's like this dark,
stormy cloud follows you ev--
[Peter]
I think I got it, Mark.
All I'm saying
is your karma is cursed.
Are you two done?
Look, based on my visions,
it seems
at some point today,
we will end up
with a working Interface.
I think
that's how it will happen.
Feregamo was the only person
who can get it to work
within this short
of a time frame.
It's a long shot,
but you're gonna
have to trust me.
You seem pretty confident...
so I trust you.
Good.
And one more thing.
The Interface we just stole
belongs to Otto Palmer.
[Mark] What?
Otto Palmer,
as in the CEO?
You're joking, right?
Why would Otto Palmer
own E-Link Tech?
He bought E-Link Tech,
because
of the Interface project.
His daughter
got into an accident
a few years back.
She has been
in a coma ever since.
And you expect us
to go along with this?
It's like you tricked us
into committing suicide.
Why are you so quiet?
Did you know about this?
I didn't sign up for this.
Otto Palmer?
-I'm out.
-I'm staying.
-You're crazy.
-Mm-hmm.
[Mark] Do you guys have
a death wish or something?
You and Palmer want
the same damn thing.
The smart play
would have been to approach him
about working on it together.
[Mark sighs]
[Palmer]
Go in and secure the place.
Verify that
they can open a portal.
And bring me Claire.
-[car door beeping]
-What do you think?
If what we heard is true...
her plan is sound.
Given how close
Feregamo was to breakthrough,
I think he could do it
in a short period of time.
Get in.
-[car door slams shut]
-[Palmer] Don't look back.
Give us a minute.
-[car door clicks open]
-[car door beeping]
-[car door slams shut]
-[Palmer] Do you know who I am?
Do you know why I'm here?
I think I have an idea.
How did you know where I was?
[Palmer] The briefcase
has a transmitter.
How do you know
your plan will work?
You seem so sure.
It has
a listening device, too.
I heard every word
you said about the portal.
The only reason
you're still breathing
is because I need
the answer to that question.
So, start talking.
I've been having
these visions.
Visions?
Yeah, but more like
a quantum entanglement.
A what?
So, if my plan
is to use the Interface
to get into Michelle's mind
and bring her back from a coma,
then it's safe to say
that every Claire
in every dimension has
a similar plan, right?
Right, but get to the point.
Because of the time difference
between dimensions,
I believe
some of my doppelgangers
might have already
Interfaced with Michelle
in their dimensions.
Because when I have
these visions...
I don't just see things...
I experience them.
It's like my consciousness
has been transferred
to a different body
and becomes
part of a larger mind.
I'm confused.
What I'm basically saying
is I have these visions
every time
one of my doppelgangers
is Interfacing with Michelle
in their dimensions.
In one of my visions,
the real Claire
in Michelle's mind
has a dragon tattoo on her arm
and wore glasses to see.
As you can see,
I have neither of those things.
How is that even possible?
I'm not entirely sure,
but my theory is that
sometimes their connection
is so strong,
that every Claire
in every dimension
becomes one universal entity.
It explains why,
at least for a brief moment...
we're all in the same place,
doing the exact same thing.
So then, they got the Interface
to work at some point?
Yeah.
Are you sure
about this theory of yours?
Yes.
When you start
bridging between dimensions,
quantum entanglement
is one of those
rare phenomena
that could occur.
Good.
You work for me now.
And in exchange for that,
I'll spare your lives
for stealing from me.
If I get it to work,
I'll have to save my mom first.
If it works on her,
it'll be safe to try
on your daughter.
Fine.
-But if you fail me--
-I won't.
But I'm gonna need my team.
Your sister stays
with my men for insurance,
but you can take
one of the boys.
Now get out of my car.
[dramatic music plays]
What's going on?
[water running]
[glass clinks]
[Shadow] You go ahead
and drive Boss back.
Are you sure about this?
It's a long shot,
she seems to know
what she's doing.
Get rid of them
when she comes back,
dump the bodies
in another dimension.
The mother, too.
I'll have someone
bring her over.
And I want that portal machine.
It would be useful,
if the Interface doesn't work.
[Peter] So,
what does Mr. Palmer want?
[Claire] A working Interface,
or we're all dead.
Wait, so we work for him now?
That's what he thinks.
I don't trust him.
Peter, you're coming with me.
You two are gonna stay here
with his men until we get back.
You're leaving me alone
with this guy?
Hey, this guy
happens to be training
in the fine arts of Taekwondo.
[scoffs] Oh, yeah?
For how long?
About a week.
I had a Groupon.
-Please, take me with you.
-I can't.
You have to stay here.
What is this?
You guys are still here?
[Claire] You ready?
[Kaley]
Stay safe, guys.
[Mark]
Come back alive.
[portal whooshing]
[dramatic piano music plays]
[portal whooshing]
[Peter] Wow.
It's like the same,
but not.
[Claire]
Hey, let's go.
[Peter] So, how do you know
where he lives?
[Claire]
Well, in our dimension,
he lives
in 2599 Parliament Street,
so I figured
if he's still alive
in this dimension,
he would live
in the same place.
[Peter]
What if he doesn't?
[Claire] Then all I need
is a computer to find out.
[soft piano music plays]
Claire.
Check this out.
To Claire and Peter.
"Feregamo is dead
in this dimension.
And also in 84,
85, and 88.
Please add the coordinates
of the dimensions
you've been to to this list
to help narrow down
the search for others.
Please leave note
if you find him."
I'm confused.
Because of the time difference
between dimensions,
some of the other doppelgangers
are ahead of us.
That's not a bad thing.
At least that means
we don't have to do
a lot of the heavy lifting.
Yeah. Come on.
Peter.
Come on. Let's go.
[elevator bell dings]
[tense music plays]
Go! I'll meet you
on the other side.
I can handle him. Go.
[portal whooshing]
Hurry!
[blow lands]
-[blows landing]
-[grunting]
[gunshots]
[Shadow shouts]
[eerie music plays]
What the fuck?
[portal whooshing]
Sir.
Sir, did you see
anyone come out of there?
Sir, did you see anything?
[suspenseful music plays]
[gun cocks]
You know, when Shadow
asked me to stay here
because you might show up...
I thought
he was wasting my time.
-Where's Feregamo?
-I have the gun.
I ask the fucking questions.
Hands up.
[thud]
[grunting]
[blow lands]
[Peter panting]
[Peter grunting]
-[bone cracks]
-[Ricky grunts]
Talk.
[Ricky panting]
You don't know what you've
gotten yourselves into, do you?
This inter-dimensional idol
you guys got going on,
is gonna end
with every last one of you
in the fucking morgue.
She's probably
already dead anyways.
So, it means that she was here.
If you do not tell me
what it is
that I need to know,
I swear to God...
[Ricky chuckles]
I know a killer when I see one.
And you don't have
the fucking balls.
[gun cocks]
Where's Claire?
Where's Feregamo?
The crew has them.
They're at the house.
-In this dimension.
-Why have they taken her?
[sighs]
We're stranded here.
We need her
to open up the portal,
so we can get back home.
And what the hell
do you need with Feregamo?
We need him
to finish the Interface.
[blow lands]
[indistinct]
-No.
-[Kaley] Yes, I am.
I'm gonna seize
the opportunity while I can.
[beeping]
[Shadow] Hello?
Yeah. Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Mm, yeah, they're here.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
Move a muscle
and I'll blow your brains out.
Go. Turn around.
What the hell are you doing?
Tell him to drop his weapon.
What?
You think I'm bluffing?
Of course you are.
Shoot this bitch,
for God's sake.
-[gunshot]
-[Shadow] Fuck!
[he groans] Damn.
I said shoot her!
The next bullet is gonna go
straight into your spine.
Tell him to drop
his fucking weapon.
Drop the weapon.
Sho-- Drop it.
[sighs]
-Move.
-Go.
Give me the gun.
There's tape in the chest.
-[door clicks open]
-[door slams shut]
[door clicks open]
Damn.
You look mighty comfy in here.
Isn't this a crime scene
or something?
Where's Claire?
Why don't you put that gun away
and beg for mercy?
And maybe I'll--
Are you reading my mind
or something?
I was just about to offer you
something similar.
Where is she?
-Start talking or--
-[Shadow] Or what?
I'm the only one
that knows where she is,
so you're not gonna shoot me.
But if you don't get
that gun out of my sight...
I'm gonna blow
his fucking brains out.
Come on, man.
Don't be like that.
We both need each other alive.
Who said I needed you alive?
-[scuffling]
-[grunting]
-[blows landing]
-[grunting]
[blow lands]
-[grunting]
-[blows landing]
[man grunts]
-Hey. Hey, Dr. Feregamo.
-[Dr. Feregamo exclaims]
-Water.
-What, water?
[grunts]
-Here, here.
-[Dr. Feregamo sighs]
Go ahead.
Okay, you're safe.
Okay, you're safe now.
Oh.
-You two again? Jesus Christ--
-No, no, no, no.
Whoever you saw,
that was not us.
Well, it was us.
It just wasn't us.
Wait, so that means
that you've seen my friend?
A version of her, I think.
-Do you know where she is now?
-No.
Wait, did they mention
anything about her?
Anyway,
I'm done helping you guys.
-Wait, wh--
-No, it almost killed me.
I-- I was almost off the grid
and these two idiots found me.
Wait, no, no, if-- if-- no.
If you don't help my friend,
Claire, her mother will die.
Or did you know that already,
didn't you?
Help us.
Help us.
Please.
Please.
Okay, but you're the last bunch
of doppelgangers
I'll deal with.
Thank you.
[sighs] I got an Interface
processor that works.
Gonna need some adjusting.
[Peter] Great.
[trunk door clicks]
Hey, hey, wake up.
Hey, wake up!
I found him.
He said he's gonna help us.
Dr. Feregamo,
thank you for helping us.
What happened here?
As you can see...
things turned out differently,
here in this dimension.
[keyboard clacking]
[heavy thud]
[Peter chuckles]
What are we gonna do
with these fuckers?
-[car horn honks]
-Oh.
Stay here with them
and I'll go check it out.
[dog barking]
What the hell?
Who the hell are you?
How is she even breathing
on her own?
She was on life support,
because her heartrate
was too low,
not because she can't breathe.
Where's Shadow?
Um, not here.
Then why is his car still here?
He took my car.
They went to go get dinner.
Man's gotta eat, right?
Whatever. I gotta go.
I'll give him a call.
You got this, right?
Mm-hmm.
-Who brought her?
-Some guy.
Why? I'm not sure.
But I think
they want to get rid of us,
including her.
Will you help me
carry her upstairs?
[Peter]
Everything all right?
Well, having your father die,
your estranged mother
show up uninvited,
and then fall into a coma
and having to chase down
an Interface machine
through alternate dimensions
with the man
who killed said father...
kind of puts
a damper on things.
Touch.
[Peter] Look, I know
I'm probably the last person
that you want to
confide in right now.
-Yup.
-But...
I'm a really good listener.
Fine.
We don't have to talk.
It's my mother.
[Claire] Who would have thought
that I would ever
risk my life to save her?
[Peter]
You two weren't on good terms?
I know the feeling...
but it's not too late for you
to make amends
with your mother.
My father passed away
thinking that I hated him.
I mean, I used to.
Why?
My father was well off.
I mean, financially.
And when I was young,
I-- I was a bad kid.
Okay?
[sighs] My father
did not like me very much,
probably 'cause of my attitude.
And then he decided to ship me
to a boarding school
halfway across the world,
to give me,
as he called it,
"behavioral modifications."
And every month or so,
he would slash
my monthly budget
and give me half
of what I actually needed,
you know,
for, like, food and stuff.
All so I could
struggle to survive.
That's extreme.
And I hated him for it.
What changed
your feelings towards him?
Time, I guess.
I mean,
he could be a real bastard,
but he was still my dad,
you know?
I-- I think he wanted
what was best for me...
wanted me to stop acting out.
He just...
went about it
in a really bad way.
He passed away
while I was away at school...
so...
there's no time for me
to make things right with him.
It's too late.
But...
maybe it's not too late
for you.
Make peace
with your mother, Claire.
Move on.
Thanks, Dr. Phil,
but I think
my situation is a little bit
different than yours.
It sounded like
your father might have
actually given a crap
about how you turned out.
My mother didn't.
If she didn't care,
she would have
come back to make amends
while she was dying.
Yeah, she's dying.
She waited
until the last minute
when there's...
That's why
we're doing all this.
So that you guys
can have more time.
Better be worth it.
Family's always worth it.
Yeah, well,
I'm doing this for my sister.
Not for Michelle.
Kaley is the only
real family that I have left.
I have an idea.
Get up.
[Kaley typing]
-[portal whooshing]
-Get in.
Get in,
or we will start dropping you.
You're lucky
she's giving you a way out.
Am I? I'm sending them
to a negative dimension.
Who knows what's out there?
Good. Now get in.
You have five seconds.
Five, four,
-three, two, one.
-[Kaley sighs]
-Come on.
-[kick lands]
[Kaley gasps]
Wow.
Okay.
[both chuckle]
That was pretty impressive,
uh, negative dimensions?
Hey, thanks, you were
pretty impressive, too.
Although, "Get in,
or we'll start dropping you"?
[chuckles] You've got to
work on your lines, man.
Not my best badass-erie,
but it worked, didn't it?
Hey, it did.
Hey, we make
a pretty good team.
[Kaley chuckles]
[gunshot]
[gunshot]
Okay, give me your gun.
What? No.
[Kaley]
Mark, come on,
we can't be
walking around with guns.
-There's windows everywhere.
-Okay.
Okay.
-[portal whooshing]
-[Kaley gasps]
Oh, no. The portal.
Claire, Peter,
did you find Feregamo?
Yeah, let's go
to the hospital and--
-Michelle's here.
-What?
[Kaley] Long story,
let's not waste any time.
Wait, where are Palmer's guys?
-We got rid of them.
-What do you mean?
We took control
of the situation.
I sent them to
a negative dimension.
Huh, I'm impressed.
What the hell happened to you?
Long story.
Time's ticking, guys, come on.
-[whoosh]
-[man] Surprise assholes.
Thanks for knocking me out.
But you should have killed me
when you had the chance.
Now, let's get down
to business, shall we?
The Interface, hand it over.
Don't do it, Claire.
Mom's life depends on it.
So do ours.
It doesn't matter anyways.
-[portal whooshing]
-The fuck?
What happened to the portal?
What did you do?
Nothing.
It-- it doesn't stay
open for long.
My sister can open it for you.
Then what are you waiting for?
Turn that shit back on.
Come on!
[keyboard clacking]
[portal whooshing]
Any last words?
I don't have time for you
to make a will or anything.
-What the fuck?
-[heavy thud]
[portal powers down]
Whoa, that was neat.
But we did it better.
I think I shit myself.
-Where did you send him?
-To a negative dimension.
That was awesome.
[Mark] Michelle's waiting
upstairs, come on.
Okay.
[machine charging]
[Mark] This is the moment
she saw in her vision.
This moment right here.
Incredible.
[hopeful music plays]
[machine whirring]
-[rapid beeping]
-Shit! What's happening?
-Hey, we gotta take it off.
-[Peter] Hey, No, no, no!
-No. No.
-God-- God, get out of my way!
You need to calm down.
I already lost
my father because of you,
if anything happens,
I swear to God-
[Kaley gasps]
[indiscernible whispering]
[Claire] You never told them
about us, did you?
[Michelle] You shouldn't have
shown up like this.
You could have
destroyed my family
[Claire]
We're your family, too.
[droning music plays]
You don't recognize me?
-[knocking]
-[Tess] Mom.
Is everything okay?
[knocking]
Mom.
That girl, Claire.
You know her, don't you?
[dad]
What's the matter?
Where's your mother?
She's in there.
[dad]
Honey, is everything okay?
[knocking]
-Honey?
-[sniffs]
[Michelle] I have
something to tell you.
Both of you.
[Claire sighs]
[Michelle] You said
you were gonna stop drinking.
[dad]
You're gonna do this again?
[Michelle] Yes,
I am going to do this again.
You know what happens
when you drink.
This is ridiculous,
you know if you were happy--
I can drink
whatever the fuck I want.
[Michelle] No, no you can't
drink whatever you want.
You can't drink
whenever you want.
-You know what happens--
-Well, you sound like
a fucking broken record, woman.
[Michelle] Well, maybe
that's what you need to hear
-it over and over again--
-Shut the fuck up,
or I'm gonna nail you again,
just like yesterday.
-In case you haven't learned.
-[Michelle] You promised.
You promised you wouldn't bring
work home anymore.
Do I have a choice?
[Michelle]
Yes, you do have a choice.
The girls--
Do you think I enjoy sitting
at that recital by myself
comforting a crying child?
-This is ridiculous.
-[dad] Oh, shut the fuck up.
-[Michelle] You promised!
-Shut up!
[smacks]
And there's more
where that came from.
-[panting]
-[doorknob rattling]
[dad]
Honey, I'm home.
It's gonna be okay.
[Michelle sniffs]
[music intensifies]
[knocking]
[Kaley] Shit.
This could be Palmer.
[Peter]
It's not him.
-Looks like it could be a cop.
-[knocking]
Stay here.
I'll handle this.
[knocking]
Can I help you, Officer?
Yes, is this
the Hopkins residence?
Mm-hmm.
We got a call from
the Good Samaritan Hospital
informing us that a patient,
Michelle Hopkins, is missing.
What do you mean she's missing?
My mother's in a coma
and last time I checked
people in comas
don't just go missing.
Is your mother here?
Excuse me?
That wheelchair has
a Good Samaritan logo on it.
So?
Videotape shows
someone taking her
out of the hospital
in a wheelchair.
Can I come in?
Do you have a warrant?
I'm gonna need
you to step aside. [sighs]
My sister is getting dressed.
I'll go get her.
[rapid beeping]
[Mark] You let the cop in?
Really?
I couldn't stop him,
he suspects something's up.
You have to stop him from
coming up here no matter what,
because if he does,
this little experiment
of ours is over.
Okay, I can't stop a fucking
cop from coming in here--
You need to buy them some time.
I have a plan,
[indistinct].
-[Mark] What? What? Shit.
-[Kaley] He's coming up.
-He's coming.
-All right, do you trust me?
No! Sure. Whatever.
You stay there and make sure
that the cop does not see you
no matter what.
[Kaley gasps]
What the hell are you doing?
It is
a hostage situation, okay?
I need you to play along
and I need you to trust me
so we can get out of this mess.
[Kaley] Okay.
[Kaley panting]
Drop the gun now,
and let her go.
In case you haven't noticed,
I am the one with the hostage.
You have five seconds
to get the hell away
from this house,
or I will slaughter her
and her entire family.
Okay.
Okay, don't do anything stupid.
See?
I'm doing what you said.
I'm leaving.
Okay?
If I see you,
or any other cop
anywhere near this house...
-you got it?
-Uh-huh. I gotcha.
[Kaley sobbing]
What the hell
is wrong with you?
Do you know what kind of mess
you just created?
This place is gonna be
crawling with cops in no time!
Calm down, okay?
I'm doing this to help.
We're all going to jail
when this is over.
That is if the snipers
don't take us out first,
I will be going to jail.
Not you, and stay away
from the fucking windows.
Who are you?
Oh, God,
what is happening to me?
[man] You are a foreign object
in this space.
You think you can mess around
in someone's mind
and their system
won't fight back?
[breathing heavily]
What are you?
Your fear.
[music tensing up]
[whooshing]
Michelle?
Michelle, it's Claire.
-Wake up.
-[Michelle] Claire.
-What-- what are you-- Where--
-[Claire] You had a seizure.
You went into a coma,
your kidneys are failing.
Where's your sister?
Michelle,
you're still in a coma.
How am I talking to you then?
We're both connected
to a machine
that's allowing us
to communicate
on a subconscious level.
I'm literally in your head.
[panting]
We're running
out of time, Michelle,
you have to wake up.
[sighs] I am so tired
of fighting, Claire.
No, Michelle.
Don't give up on us.
Not now.
I'm here to help you.
I think I know
why you're still in a coma.
I know what Dad did to you.
You were not supposed
to know about that.
Your father
was in a very dark place
for a while.
[Claire]
Don't you dare defend him.
Look at what he did to you.
Your emotional scars
are all over the place.
You don't understand.
Your father was a good man.
The only reason
why your mind is trapped here
is because of him.
To wake up,
you have to face your demons.
Believe it or not,
he is your demon.
He is the root
of all of your pain.
You left us,
because you were depressed
and you wanted to get better.
But you never came back
after you got better,
because deep down
you were still afraid of him.
That's not true.
-That's not true.
-You know it's true.
Your being here
in Neil's house proves that.
He made you feel safe.
In order for you to wake up,
you have to
take us back to our house.
You have to face him.
He can't hurt you anymore.
You can do it.
Just imagine
that we are at our house.
Yes.
You can fight him, Michelle.
[dad] This again?
I have to get this done!
Michelle.
-Michelle, what is it?
-He's here.
Michelle, listen to me.
He's-- he's not here.
-He's dead.
-He's inside.
This is just
your mind projecting him.
-No, he's here.
-It's your imagination
latching onto
your darkest fear.
-He's inside.
-He's not.
Michelle, listen to me.
Sit down.
[phone ringing]
[dog barking in distance]
[phone ringing]
[Stanley] My name
is Stanley Jacobson,
I'm a hostage negotiator
with the LAPD.
Are the hostages safe?
-Uh--
-You are a strong woman.
You can fight this.
Don't be afraid.
Just close your eyes
and shut him out.
Now, concentrate on my voice
and mine alone.
We love you.
We love you
and we are here to help you.
Now, stay with my voice.
Just follow my voice.
-[indistinct]
-[dad] This again?
I have things to do!
[indistinct arguing]
[dad]
Just like yesterday!
[Michelle] This is ridiculous,
you promised me
you wouldn't be
bringing this home.
[indistinct arguing]
[electronic beat plays]
[helicopter blades whirring]
[Claire gasps]
[Peter]
Uh, yeah, they're great.
[Claire] I don't understand.
It should have worked.
[Peter]
I'll call you right back.
It's okay, guys.
We did our best.
[indistinct chatter on radio]
[Claire panting]
[Kaley]
Okay, you guys have to go.
-[Peter] Are you sure?
-[Kaley] Yes, go.
[Mark]
Let's go, go, go.
-[sirens blaring]
-She's not breathing.
-[Kaley] What?
-One, two, three.
One, two, three.
Michelle? Michelle?
Please do the CPR,
do the CPR,
she's not breathing.
She's not breathing!
-Police!
-[Claire gasps]
We need some help,
can I get some help? Please!
[indistinct]
she's not breathing!
She's not breathing.
Get that gun out of my face.
[Kaley] She's dying.
[indistinct]
[Kaley crying]
They're gone.
[knocking]
Claire.
What are you doing here?
This should help...
with your project.
And I also
wanted to apologize...
for what I put
your family through.
It's okay, Claire.
I would have done
the same for my family.
Still, it was wrong.
I shouldn't have done it.
It's okay. Really.
For what it's worth,
you saved my family, too.
And I appreciate
you bringing me this.
[Claire] Bye.
Hello?
Really?
That's great.
I'm heading home now.
I'll tell her the good news.
[uplifting music plays]
[Peter] I've decided
to turn myself in...
for what I did to your father.
[Claire]
Are you serious?
We weren't gonna press charges.
-We knew it was an accident.
-I know.
But it's the right thing to do.
I mean, we all know it.
I-- I may be a coward, but...
at least I can own up to that.
I forgive you.
Just so you know.
Thanks.
I really appreciate that.
[door clicks open]
I was hoping we could talk
when you got a minute.
About?
Everything.
-I think--
-[Claire] It's okay.
You made a mistake.
It's okay to make mistakes.
No one is perfect.
[inhales deeply]
I had to learn the hard way.
Well, and about the surgery?
Are you sure
you want to do this?
You don't have to
go through with this.
You don't owe me anything.
I want to.
[Kaley chuckles]
Oh, you're so slow!
Are you sure
you're my half-sister?
[Tess]
Whatever, you cheated.
[Tess and Kaley chuckling]
So...
what's next?
Well, Mom's gonna go back
to Georgia after surgery.
Just gonna be us
in this big old house.
I say we sell it
and we move to Georgia.
That is an excellent idea!
You should move in with us.
Of course!
As tempting as that sounds...
this is our home.
We grew up here.
Yep.
I say we...
stay here...
keep the house...
and Mom and Tess can visit
whenever they want.
[Kaley laughs]
What?
I don't think
I've ever heard you refer to
or call her Mom...
like, ever.
-For as long as I can remember.
-Shut up.
[laughing]
[Claire sighs]
[all laughing]
[Michelle] It's so obvious
you three are related.
["Dole" by Zei Zei plays]
Yeah, yeah,
turn up the music
[indistinct lyrics]
[singing in other language]
[music ends]