- From the visionary who brought you
OrgasMonday 39 and the Moistboys
comes a feely unlike anything we've ever seen.
- Gripping. As if I was there.
- Marco... - Mm-hmm?
- You've done it again.
- Haven't I?
- You have. You so have.
- And that's just the trailer.
Just wait till you see the full...
Oh, look. It's already catching on.
Thank you, Counselor.
He absolutely makes the evening.
- Ah, well, you know... pleasure.
- Dilletante.
- Oh, come on. He's not that bad.
- His haptics are completely filched.
From me.
It's my own fault, really, for trying to raise the bar.
- I better check on John. - Ah, yes, man of the hour.
- John's not used to this level of attention.
- Who said anything about John?
Careful, Bernard.
You keep parading him around these parties,
soon everyone's gonna want one.
- And in the winter, we would scavenge for food.
We ate bug paste and called it meat.
What else? Um...
- Tell us of your Savage violence.
- Yes. Do it slowly.
- Um...
when I was a kid, I saw a guy
get beat up for his coat.
And strangled with it.
Yeah.
Where I come from, there's only two levels:
the living and the dead.
- Hi. - Bernard.
Can I talk to you for a second?
- Sorry. One sec.
- Where the fuck have you been?
- Oh, you're agitated.
- I don't know what I'm supposed to say
to these people.
- They just want to get to know you, John.
- No, they don't.
They want me to be some sort of killer.
They want me to be the guy who threw the punch,
but I didn't throw the punch.
- Didn't you?
- No. You did.
- Huh. Well, seems most people remember it differently now.
Anyway, they're just curious, John.
- Fucking shit.
- They only know what they've been told.
The truth, your life, what you've actually been through,
they couldn't possibly imagine.
Help them.
You can be whoever you want to be.
- Tell us about your woman birth.
- Okay, again, don't remember that.
- I want to feed you things with my feet.
- Uh, maybe John just needs a moment.
John... - You remind me of someone.
- Does she, John? Who does she remind you of?
- The first time I saw her,
she was standing alone in a field.
- Go on.
- I thought, "I'm looking at the last
unbroken thing in all the world."
- Who was she?
- A Savage, like me.
And I loved her.
But her parents had promised her to another man.
He wasn't a good man, but he had power.
He swore he'd slaughter me
if ever I laid eyes on his bride.
I tried to stay away, but I couldn't.
I'd rather die than be without her.
- What happened to your eye?
- You like my Foster?
- Your what?
- My Henry Foster. It's the latest.
You know, from your punch.
- You know, you remind me of someone.
So there was nothing to do but fight him.
I mean, he was bigger and stronger,
but he didn't love her like I did.
You two remind me of someone.
The town gathered.
It was me against him
and his inbred brothers, four to one.
Seven to one.
Plus his dog.
His entire gang of nightmare men.
He fought dirty. So did I.
Because that is what love will make you do.
I was laying in the dirt,
taste of blood in my mouth.
I looked up.
There she was, golden hair shimmering,
messy like a storm,
nails the color of midnight,
eyes like the barrel of a gun.
Her voice, her touch, her kiss, her lips gave me strength.
- And you won?
- Wouldn't that have been nice?
Never really healed.
Neither did my heart.
And the truth is that...
- He never saw her again.
- I never saw her... again.
I died that night.
I'm waiting, waiting... to be revived.
- Never really healed.
Neither did my heart.
The truth is... I never saw her again.
I died that night.
I've been waiting to be revived ever since.
And in the winter, we would...
we would scavenge for food.
Hey.
You remind me of someone.
- Who, John? Who does she remind you of?
- Sorry.
- For the wait. - Mm.
- Pleasure Gardens?
Hey, all right, just let me know where you want to go,
and we'll go.
- Home. - No, don't... come on.
It's early. In fact, I had the...
- Bernard, I'm tired.
- So you had an off night.
- What? - It's okay.
There's always tomorrow.
In fact, I didn't tell you this because...
the Director of Stability has invited us to attend...
- The Direct... that Henry guy?
I thought you hated him.
Henry Foster's a very important person,
and his formal induction ceremony is tomorrow morning.
- Exciting. - Yeah, and they...
You're being insincere again.
- Sorry, forget it. Look, you go.
He's your boss. You should go.
- Well, he invited both of us.
So we wouldn't want him to be disappointed.
- Right. Or we could not give a shit.
- Now leaving District of the Body.
- Stop.
Would you just knock it off? - Sorry, just, John,
your levels, they're clearly... - Stop.
I'm not. I'm just...
I'm sick of telling the fucking story.
- Oh. Oh, forgive me.
I thought you were enjoying the parties.
The attention. The affection.
I mean, hey, no, if it's a burden, then...
- Look, I didn't say it's not fun.
I just... I don't see why I always have to...
Why can't I just go and be like everyone else?
- Of course you can, John.
That's...
It lasted longer than I expected, actually.
- What are you talking about?
- Well, everyone's conditioned to want the new thing,
the next thing.
It's like these trends, you know?
They, well, they... They come and they go.
What's fashionable in the morning
is normally over when the sun goes down.
It's the same for celebrity.
No one usually lasts more than a day.
Bullshit, man, I've been telling the story for, like...
- Six days.
- Six?
- Yeah. - And that's...
- Well, unprecedented, actually.
No, but everything has its time,
and if you don't like it, John, then I don't care
if Henry Foster himself gets...
- Hold on. - No, John, listen.
Everyone's happy here. Really.
And that does include you. - Maybe I...
Maybe I can switch it up or something.
- Oh. Hmm. That's interesting.
- Was Lenina there tonight?
- Len... Lenina Crowne?
No.
- Oh. Thought I saw her. Whatever. Forget it.
- Mm, here we are.
- Now arriving. District of the Sublime.
- I think I'm gonna keep going a bit.
- Go? Where, exactly?
- I don't know. Just wherever it takes me.
I don't know. End of the line.
- Okay, well... whatever you want, John.
I'll see you in the morning, right?
- I've missed you.
Has it been a long time?
- Yes.
- Well...
I'm sure you meant to visit sooner.
- Where are the others?
- They're off somewhere,
being insufferable.
I don't know why I thought it would be different here.
Vacations always bring out the worst in people.
And all I've got to show for it is this spectacular tan.
- You were always so vain.
- I'm not the one lying about my age.
- You cloned yourself.
- What can I say?
Takes many hands to build a city.
What's it like up there, seeing my face?
- Took some getting used to.
- You love it.
Admit it.
Are you waiting for me to ask you what's wrong?
You only come down here when Indra misbehaves.
What's it done this time?
Tell me.
Please.
I'm so fucking bored.
- There's a new virus.
- What's it look like?
- A man.
- Now arriving. District of the Body.
- That's the Savage. Don't stare.
- Oh. Lenina.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm trying to get out of here.
You know this fucking thing goes in a circle?
Everyone knows that.
- Oh.
Well, at least I bumped into you.
- You know, they... They don't really happen here.
- What?
- Collisions.
- You were there tonight, weren't you, at the party?
What, you didn't want to see me?
- Well, you were with all those people.
- I don't care about those people.
You shouldn't have run off like that.
- I couldn't stay.
- Why not?
Lenina, why not?
- I'm glad you're happy, John.
- Well, you know, Bernard's just helping me get...
I'm just trying to find my place here.
- Mm, you found lots of places.
Alphas, Bets, Pluses, Minuses.
It's on everyone's feeds.
- You been watching me? - No.
But I hear. It's all anyone can talk about.
- Wait, are you, like, mad at me?
Come on. - No. What?
Why would I be?
You're doing what you're supposed to do, John.
Like everyone else.
- Look, the people I was with, they didn't...
- Mean anything? Yeah, exactly.
See? You're an Alpha already.
- Why'd you leave the party?
- I told you.
- No, you didn't.
- It made me sad. I...
Couldn't stay anymore.
Bernard said you wouldn't mind if I left.
- Wait, he said what?
- I just... I don't fit.
I try to, but I just can't...
Seem to get back to myself.
I went there tonight because I thought if I saw you,
I'd remember who it is I'm supposed to be,
but it...
Oh, forget it. It doesn't matter.
- Do you feel that?
The vibration?
- It's just a train.
- Where does it go?
- It's the Epsilon train.
It goes Epsilon places.
- So you don't know.
- No one knows.
Will you stop? The system won't allow you to...
- You coming or not?
- The system knows, John. Indra sees everything.
- Not this guy. No optic.
I'm invisible.
- We can't get on that train.
Surely you've noticed that
everyone travels in their designated...
- Says who? - Say...
Well, it's a fact.
- It's your conditioning.
- You coming or not?
- Wow.
- Remain seated, John.
- I'm okay. Thanks.
- They know you?
- Sure, you know, I guess.
Wow.
You've really never been out here?
What's wrong?
- Nothing. It's...
The conditioners separate
the Beta infants from the Alphas.
Then they administer a correction,
increasing the intensity
as they move the Betas further away.
It's just my...
It'll pass.
- Here.
I used to do this for my mom when she'd...
She'd get sick sometimes.
Does that help?
- You miss her...
Even though she's dead.
Was that...
I said the wrong thing. - It's okay.
- Not for this.
You could have fed everybody.
- It's your hundredth year.
You want it to be special.
That's why I'm here,
because you deserve me.
I know where you want to go.
I know how to get you there.
To that place where they'll never find us.
Soma Red, because it's your time.
- What's taking so long?
It's the director's inauguration.
- Tea?
- No, just...
why don't you just go and get him washed and dressed?
We want formality with a little flash.
What's trending today?
- Aubergine. - Oh, Gary, make it so.
Soma tea?
- No, just bring me John.
- Your happiness is important to me.
- Where...
Where is he?
- John did not come home last night.
- What?
- John does not come home at night.
He comes home in the morning, and smells...
popular.
- Helm.
- What? - Helm.
- Oh, Bernard, this really isn't a good time.
I'm creating my next sensation.
I'm going to make everyone tiny,
like a moth in the wind, like a...
- Helm, have you seen him?
- Who? - John. Is he there?
- I'm not his keeper, Bernard. That's you.
Aren't you bringing him to Henry Foster's induction?
Don't tell me you lost the Savage again.
- No. No, I didn't.
Of course... I'm sure he'll be there.
I mean, where else...
I'll call you back.
Summon...
Lenina Crowne.
Thanks.
They said go that way.
- You talk to the Epsilons?
- Yeah. They're just people.
You like them.
- Well, I was them. I used to clean people's shit.
Except they've got each other. I was alone.
- That must've been terrible.
- Mm, you can get used to anything.
You know, when you're a kid,
if you've got an imagination, you can survive.
I used to go on little adventures
and build my own worlds.
Nothing like this.
- I've never been alone.
We're never alone here. Everyone's connected.
Even when you sleep.
- You should try taking that thing
out of your eye more often.
Some things you just don't do.
You know, it's... selfish.
Antisocial. Indra would know.
Why have I never been here?
- Whoa. Hey. Take it easy.
- It's all just sitting here, and we never even looked.
Why?
- I don't know. You're okay.
- No, I could've done things.
I could've gone places, and I've been so...
- You're here now.
- In the interest of stability, we do not look back.
We know the past is fraught, complicated...
most of all, it's irrelevant.
We're here now, my friends.
We're here together, perfect social body.
Vital, present.
Dare I say, now matters more than ever.
- Psst. Henry.
I'm so sorry. I don't know what to say.
He was supposed to be here, but unfortunately,
John is experiencing what the Savages call
morning sickness, which is temporary,
but... you know, it's kind of so brutish.
I think we forget sometimes how delicate they really are,
you know, but I assure you,
I can make John available for any future functions...
- Bernard, it's all right. Really.
I'm glad he's not here.
To be honest, this whole Foster thing is...
well, it's tiresome.
It's really so much noise,
and now that people are finally moving on...
- I'm sorry, moving on? - Yes, thank goodness.
I can just go back to simply being Henry Foster,
Alpha Plus, Director of Stability,
and well, you can go back to...
your seat.
- Um, I'm sorry, I...
I really don't think people are moving on, Henry.
- Bernard... - And as you know,
my critical task is to integrate John.
- And you have. Good job.
Perhaps I don't tell you that enough.
Good job, Bernard.
- Mustapha Mond herself...
- You know, I think it's time that we got you
away from that Savage, back in the office,
doing work that's more worthy of a man of your...
level.
- Bernard, what are you doing?
- Um, can I have everybody's attention, please?
Just for... thank you.
I, um...
I know you were all expecting John,
and you were excited,
but actually, I have something else
that I brought with me today.
Better. Uh...
Me.
Hi, I'm Bernard Marx.
I mean, you know me.
I... I threw the punch.
Yes, and I was in the Savage Lands,
and... I drove an auto car...
which, uh... which actually was very, very perilous.
In fact... thank you. Thanks.
Um, as we were, uh, chased.
Violence! I was shot.
Um...
And... Well, there was blood.
And many other people were killed.
I'm sorry, I'm gonna start again.
I was in the Savage Lands.
- Remember at the end? I mean, the very end?
The last few months,
after the water rose and all the birds were gone,
we were all sitting underneath the tree,
all ten of us.
You remember what you said?
- Yes.
- "Maybe the problem is people."
- And I was right.
Don't give me that look.
It was your idea to turn Indra loose.
- We all agreed. - To go underground.
To wait it out.
And while we slept, Indra made a world for us,
made it over and over and over till it was perfect.
- We never told her when to stop.
- Why should it stop?
Indra simulates. Indra tests.
Indra improves.
- Or dies. - Resets.
And begins again.
What do you want, Jane?
- I thought... we make decisions together
as Controllers.
- Oh, please.
Suddenly, you're so concerned with what we think.
You went your own way,
gave yourself a new name,
started dressing like a fucking wizard.
- Elliott. - No.
You were supposed to be down here with me.
You said you'd be down here with me.
- Something's wrong.
- You're scared.
I can't read her anymore.
She's different.
- Indra's not different.
You are.
You're dying, aren't you?
How long?
- Who can say?
- I can.
So it's settled.
You'll stay here. I'll get you a towel.
- I can't. - Don't be obstinate.
- I'm not finished. - I beg to differ.
Don't go.
Come on. Lay down with me.
- Tide's coming in.
- They're not your children.
The scientists don't name the rats.
If you die out there, it's forever.
Jane.
- Mm-mm.
- You people have no idea how good you have it.
I know perfectly well.
My life is perfect.
Everyone's life is perfect.
No one wants to be anything other than what they are.
- You're fucking crazy. You gotta try this peach.
- Sometimes I think I want to be unhappy.
I should've stayed in the Savage Lands,
could've been anything I wanted.
- You can be anything you want here.
Right here. There's no Indra.
No one's watching.
What do you want to be?
We should get back.
- Just say it. I'll believe you.
Just pretend. - No.
- You can be anything. - Well, we don't do that here.
Pretend.
- Okay.
I'll go first.
I'm John. This is my domain.
Everything you see from that peach tree
to that tree over there.
- You shouldn't laugh at me.
I'm the last man on Earth.
- Well, that's gonna limit my options.
- Yeah, it is,
but on the bright side, you're the last woman,
so you're gonna get a lot of attention.
So what do we do?
- We sh... we should go back.
- No, we can't... We have to do something.
We're not gonna survive if we just sit around all day.
You think I should try farming?
This is so stupid.
- You're right.
That's gonna take way too long.
I'll fish.
What are you gonna do?
- I can't do anything.
- Close your eyes.
- John. Ahh... - Shh, shh, shh.
You gotta picture it.
It's just us.
No one else.
Little house we built with our hands.
The land's gonna give us everything we need,
but we're gonna have to work for it.
Close your eyes.
- Thank you.
- Yes, you must be parched.
That went on for such a very long time.
- I know.
I know. I...
Couldn't even stop myself.
Not even sure what happened. I think maybe my levels...
- It's not your levels, Bernard.
- These things happened to me, Helm.
I was shot. - Bernard.
- I drove an auto car.
- Are we doing that again?
Could you spare me a red, please?
- There's no need to be unkind. - Isn't there, though?
I mean, being gentle with you doesn't seem to penetrate.
You continue to insist on being more than you are.
- I am an Alpha Plus, Helm.
- Are you, though?
- How can...
I'm an Alpha Plus. - You don't believe that.
Inside. You never have.
So it's going to be one of those evenings.
It's not your story they don't like, Bernard.
It's not even you.
Fact is, you're not the new thing,
and they want the new thing because with every new thing,
there's a chance that it could be the big thing.
So we give them a new thing.
Bigger, hotter, harder, faster.
We have to give it to them like that, Bernie,
because if we don't, they might realize
that the new thing isn't new at all.
It's really just the old thing, but more of it.
And if it's old, it's boring,
and if it's boring, they will turn it off,
and they'll be alone with their thoughts.
We know where that leads, don't we?
People don't want to be small. They want to be big.
I'll make people big.
I'll make giants, and they'll crush buildings.
People want to be giant, don't they?
- People want to be Savages.
- They do not.
- No, they do. Listen to me.
People want to feel what it's like to live another life,
to be free from themselves. - Stop it.
- No, but we could do it. You could do it.
John could tell us stories,
and you could record his emotions...
- Stop.
- A feeling that no one's ever felt before.
Helm, it could be a phenomenon,
the sensation to end all sensations.
- The only one who wants to be that Savage, Bernard, is you.
- No, I don't. - Face it.
John is not dangerous or violent
or full of Savage madness.
Your boy likes sex and soma like every Beta in New London.
Come to think of it,
there's nothing really all that Savage about him.
- Where are you going?
- I've got to get back to the party.
- Oh, I'll... I'll come with you.
You know, why don't... um, why don't you go ahead?
Actually, I'll...
- You've had your moment in the glow, Bernie.
That's something.
But it's gone.
Don't chase it.
- At the end of the day,
the sun goes down, and I come in.
And we tell each other...
About the little things we did to keep each other alive.
You caught a fish.
- I did.
- We should cook it.
- I'm not that hungry right now.
- Why don't you come over by the fire?
- Warm here.
- Don't talk. I want to look at you.
I went hunting today.
- You did?
For what?
- White-tailed deer beast.
- Did you get one?
You will.
- I'm starving.
Gary, do me a favor.
If you could make that pie with the chicken.
Gary.
Sorry, I don't mean to be a dick here,
but if you could make the pie.
- Where were you?
- Oh, shit. Bernard, I'm sorry.
I missed your thing.
- You missed my thing.
- I feel bad. I'll make it up to you.
Get dressed, we'll go to the Pleasure Garden.
- No, John. No more Pleasure Gardens.
It's over.
- What do you... what's over?
- You are.
No more parties. No more stories.
No more pretty Betas reminding you of someone,
which, let's be honest,
was the one part no one really quite believed.
- I was thinking we could do a different thing there.
- Oh, no, sorry. You don't understand.
It's done. They've moved on.
No one cares.
- Can you excuse us, Gary?
- Gary, stay.
Look at me.
- Go in the hall, Gary.
Wait in the hall, Gary.
- He won't. He can't.
It's his conditioning. He's a Gamma.
I'm an Alpha Plus, and you're a what, exactly?
You're not even really a Savage, are you?
- I would check your levels, man.
- We thought you'd be dangerous and violent and untamed,
but you're not.
You're just...
Sad.
- What the fuck are you doing?
- Not surprising, given your mother.
Poor thing thought she had a future here.
It's probably better that she...
- One more word, and I end you.
- Oh, I'd like to see you try.
I'm sure everyone...
would like to see you try.
- Look at that, Bernard. You got yourself a Foster.
- It's a Marx!
- Oh, there you are.
Did you let them start the orgy without me?
- Of course not.
You're just in time.
Do you ever get tired of it?
All these parties.
The orgies.
- What are they watching?
If you say Marco Hoover...
- No. I think it's some Gamma's feed.
- Gamma? Oh, do be serious.
- Bernard.
You dirty little genius.
- All right, hit me. Come on.
Harder. Everyone's watching.
- I'm trying!
- Soft-ass minus of a man!
You want to know where I was today?
- Stop, stop. - Want to know who I was with?
Mm-hmm.
I'll kill you, Savage!
- S... stop... stop transmitting.
Is that true?
About Lenina?
- You're not playing by the rules.
Elliott can't help you.
None of them can.
You want answers. I respect that.
I know how much you hate the dark.
- Stop.
I want you to stop.
This isn't... it's not a game.
This isn't a simulation.
- How can you tell?
- How can you?
- Because I'm perfect.
You should know that.
You made me.
Hold your breath.