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Mary: Alone. Clark: I mean, I'm not lonely. I have... employees, customers... Mary: I didn't say lonely. I said alone. Clark: I hurt people. I don't want to. It's just the way I'm wired. So, maybe I deserve to be alone. Mary: Do you think anyone deserves to be alone? Clark: I don't know, but, you know, maybe it's not such a bad thing. Mary: Being alone feels deeply ingrained. I understand. You've had dreams and a lot of resistance, not a lot of support in realizing those dreams. And when we've experienced hurt again and again, we start to expect it It's like, oh, I know this path. I know where it goes. So... are you interested in forging a new path and see where that leads? Clark: Sure. Why not? You know, I'm here. Mary: Great. So, I want to revisit an exercise we've done before. The role play. Clark: Oh, the acting thing? Mary: Yeah. Clark: I feel stupid doing that. Mary: I know. But we have a few minutes. Let's, um... yeah, let's try. A little bit. All right. Let's hit the scene. Let

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Clark: [Meets Mary] Sorry, I'm late. Traffic was hell and I couldn't leave early. [paces around] Mary: Let's just use the time we have. How are you today, Clark? Clark: How do I look? Mary: Fine. A little tired, maybe. Clark: I look like shit. Mary: Can I ask, and there is no wrong answer here, you know that... Are you intoxicated right now? Clark: Why do you say it like that? Mary: Like what? Clark: I haven't had a drink since Friday. [sits in sofa seat] Probably why I look like shit. Can I ask you something? Mary: Sure. Clark: You ever 5150'd someone? Mary: A few times over the years. When it was necessary. Clark: Wh-What makes it necessary? Mary: If I believe that the person is a danger to themselves or others. Or they're gravely disabled. Clark: Okay. Okay. [sits forward] I found something in the store. Mary: Okay. What did you find? Clark: Uh... a place. I f- I found a place. Mary: A place? Clark: Yeah. It's like, um... It's like the store just, uh... continues, I guess. It's like

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Clark: [To Bobby and Kat at their motel room] What are you guys doing tomorrow? Kat: What are you talking about? Clark: I'll pay you. Two hours. Overtime. Tops. Kat: Okay, pay us for what? Clark: Research. You got the camera, right? You can- you can borrow it again. Right?

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Bobby: [shooting camera] Okay, we are rolling. We got some shit over here. We got some... Stop signs and a rope. What's the rope for? Clark: Supplies. Bobby: Great, he's gonna tie us up. Clark: No. We're gonna tie ourselves up. Bobby: Oh, kinky. Kat: Uh, what the fuck? Bobby: You still haven't told us what we're doing here, man. Clark: I did tell you. Research. These are supplies and we're using them for research. It's not that hard to understand. Bobby: Okay, research for what? You gotta be more specific, dude. Clark: [gestures to tape outline on wall] I'm gonna go through the door. Kat: What door? Clark: The door. That's the door. I taped an outline on the other side too just to help us find our way back. Kat: Bobby... Bobby: What? Clark: Look, I know it sounds crazy, but follow my lead. Okay? I want to be back before sun up. Bobby: Dude, it's like 9 p.m. [Clark disappears through wall] What the fuck! Kat: Clark?! Bobby: What the fuck! How did you do that? Dude, did you... did you fu

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Kat: [Clark enters pool room after being chased by a woman figure] Clark? Clark! I'm here! [pounds wall] I'm here! It's gonna come back! Please, Clark, Let me in! Clark: Kat? Kat: Let me in! [Clark sets camera on table] Clark: [walks up to pool room wall] Wh-wh-where are you? Kat: We have to go now, Clark! We have to go! [Clark leaps up to elevated floor] It's gonna come back! It's gonna find me! Clark: Kat! Kat? Uh... Wait, I don't understand! Wh-where are you? Kat: Please, let me the fuck in! [bangs on wall] Clark: But it's a... it's-it's a wall! [places hands on wall] How-how can you see me? [paces to right] Kat: I'm on the other side of the glass! Clark: How can you see? [paces to left] Kat: How can you not see me? Clark: What glass?! What the fuck are you talking about?! Wh-what are you talk- Okay, can you not see anything on your side? Can you see a handle, a door? Is there a hatch, anything? Kat: No, no... Clark: Uh... okay. Let me figure this out, okay? Just hold on. [a figure

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Clark: [appears] You found it. Mary: Where are we? Clark: It's... every place that ever was. Mary: How long have you been here? [Hears Pirate Clark monster roar] What was that? Clark: Stay calm. It's only me. You know me. [Pirate Clark monster approaches then Clark gets Mary in a headlock and chokes her out] I know what I'm doing. I'll give you the power to change.

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Mary: [Wakes up tied to a chair in a kitchen/dining/living hybrid room of the backrooms alternate reality with Clark seated across from her] What is this? Clark: It's a real mess. Am I right? Mary: Clark, let me help you. Before you do anything you can't take back. Clark: Answer the question. Mary: Yes. It's a real mess. Clark: But also beautiful. In a way. No? Mary: Who are these people? Clark: This place builds them. Or, actually, more like it remembers them. And the more times it remembers something, the less it does. Somewhere out there is a guy in a... striped shirt, but in here, he's... remembered. Just slightly wrong. Somewhere out there is a man in a... wheelchair and a lamp. I'm pretty sure that's how you get all of this. You know, all these places and... rooms and buildings... misremembering themselves.

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Mary: Clark. Let's talk this through. Clark: In some ways, they're an improvement on the originals. For starters, they can't feel anything. [walks over to a catatonic mature adult man figure and inserts knife into the man's neck] Can you imagine how good that must feel? I mean, there's no thoughts, no pain, no ego. No fear. They simply... exist. like... like furniture. Yeah. Look at this. Look at this. Best part. [Opens man's shirt] You can eat them. [Reaches into man's abdomen and rips out a chunk resembling furniture stuffing foam and places it on plates, then gestures to Mary to try it, then walks over to fridge, opens it to reveal decapitated head of Kat] Oh, that's my assistant manager, I tried to help her, but she just... Mary: Clark, if you untie me, we can talk this through, get you feeling better, Clark: What if I did untie you, you know, what then? You'd run around here like a chicken with its head cut off looking for a way out, you know, you'd end up in the same place you ar

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Mary: I'm not your wife! Clark: Stay in character! [Mary shakes the fake hair from her head] Stay in character! Mary: I've never even met her! Clark: Stay in character! Mary: Fuck you! Clark: [Pause] What did you say? Mary: You want to know the real reason your wife left you? It wasn't the drinking! or the stumbling home at all hours or the rage! It was the whining! Nothing's ever your fault, is it? You drink too much? Blame your job. You hate your job? Blame the world. You get kicked out of the house? Blame your wife. You attack me and tie me up? Blame your brain- you are your fucking brain, you dipshit! Clark: You're saying it's my fault?! Mary: Yes. But it's just the way you're wired, isn't it? Isn't it? Clark: How do I stop doing that? Mary: Honestly. I have no fucking idea. I can't help you, Clark. As much as I tried. It's just not up to me. I can't save anyone. Clark: I don't think I want to change. Mary: Then don't. Clark: I like it in here. For the first time in a long time, I

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Phil: [enters interview room] Hello, I'm Phil. And you're Mary, yeah? [Sits at opposite end of table facing Mary] I was hoping to ask you a few questions for some clarification on our end, if that's okay. First thing, could you establish how you got in here? Mary: I walked through a wall. In the basement of a furniture store. Phil: [Holds up photo of Cap'n Clark's store front] Can you confirm that this is the location in question? Okay, good. So you were shopping, or... Mary: I was looking for someone. Phil: [Holds up photo of Clark with Captain Clark monster blotted out] Were you looking for this man? Right here? Mary: Where am I right now? Phil: Could you just confirm for me? [Points to photo of Clark again] Is this man right here? Here, the man you were looking for. Mary: Please. Sorry, what was your name? Phil: Phil. Mary: Please, Phil. Where am I? Phil: I'm not... I make, um... sorry, my... our company... [slides ASYNC pamphlet across table] we make MRI machines. Or, I should say,