[ Suspenseful music plays ]
Clara?
Let's go.
I'm going down.
Something is down there.
JANICE: Oh...
Okay.
Can you see anything?
PETER: Not much.
SIMONE:
Please be careful.
FREDWYNN:
There's no one here.
- [ Items clatter ]
- JANICE: Oh! Oh!
- PETER: It's okay. Oh, my gosh.
- JANICE: Oh, my goodness! Oh.
- FREDWYNN: sh*t!
- JANICE: Here, Peter.
- Take it.
- PETER: What is this thing?
- What is that?
- They're paints.
- What is this place?
- I guess it's a studio.
Aah! I can't make
a flashlight work.
Every time they do an upgrade,
I want to scream,
"I just figured out
how to work this thing,
and now
they change everything?!"
Why would I want to text-message
my face as a dragon?
I un-- I understand.
Let me try to help.
- FREDWYNN: Yo, got it.
- Oh, my goodness!
Look!
- Ohh!
- What?
I was right!
It's her.
Yes! Yeah!
We found you!
We win! Yeah!
Wh-- Why is she just
staring at us like that?
FREDWYNN: She's --
She's not moving.
Huh.
It's -- It's just
a painting.
It's like the murals
in Fishtown.
It looks so real.
SIMONE: Wait,
I found a light switch.
JANICE: [ Gasps ]
Ooh!
Okay, nice.
JANICE: Wow!
SIMONE: Oh, cool.
Clever.
Ah!
I am full Fredwynn
right now.
"Turn off the lights
so you can see."
Uh, give it to me.
Give it to me.
- You can't -- You can't do it.
- Give it to me. It's old.
- I know how to use this one.
- SIMONE: Wait.
Guys, "Turn off the lights
so you can see."
Oh.
SIMONE: Okay. Try now.
- JANICE: [ Gasps ] Ohh!
- PETER: Black-light flashlight.
- Careful!
- Ohh! W-What?!
Black-light flashlights
are used to detect scorpions!
- Oh, no, no!
- SIMONE: Oh, my God.
- Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!
- Fredwynn, Fredwynn!
- Huh?!
- Fredwynn.
[ Gasps ]
Ohh! Look!
I knew it.
I knew that.
Amazing.
JANICE: Oh, my.
Look at this.
So much time and work.
Hey. Guys.
Guys, I-I-I think
In found the beginning.
"My name is Clara,
and I am you."
SIMONE: "If you found
your way here,
it must mean we are more alike
than you know.
Heck,
if you squint your eyes,
maybe I am you."
CLARA: I am Clara.
I'm creative,
really determined.
sometimes I'm scared.
And one time --
Well, one time
I was swallowed up by the dark.
Move a little closer.
Get comfortable.
In front of a brick wall.
With a black light.
In a spooky basement.
Come on,
just work with me a little.
Because I am Clara.
And I am you.
Don't believe me?
Fine.
'Cause I'm gonna show you.
[ Crows cawing ]
[ Soft music plays ]
[ Crows cawing ]
CLARA:
This is Fishtown.
Home, sweet home.
Once upon a time
and all that jazz.
You know how they say,
"This place
has seen better days?"
Fishtown wouldn't know
what a "better day" looked like
if it got hit right upside
its Fishtown head.
The rules are simple.
You're born here.
You live here. You die here.
They say it's better
not to dream in Fishtown.
It hurts too much to wake up.
I don't know quite why
today was different.
It was tolerable enough.
I guess maybe
that's what was gnawing at me.
Was this my destiny?
A life full of "tolerable" days?
Was I not meant for more?
Was I not...special?
My mom was special.
She made things.
But she got swallowed up
by the dark.
My dad says
that this is my story, not hers,
and I don't have to
think about that, but I do.
For a long time,
I ignored the ache
that was growing in my heart.
And today, it just...
wouldn't leave me alone.
I could feel the darkness
creeping in.
[ Lights flickering ]
I was so tired.
Tired of feeling...hopeless.
Tired of feeling...powerless.
But I am not Fishtown.
And I am not my mom.
I am Clara.
And my story is my own.
CLARA: I didn't have a name
for the other feeling,
the good one. Not yet.
But I knew it was blue
and that when I needed it,
it was usually there.
I just had to catch it.
And sometimes that was hard.
But I had to because it gave me
the one thing I needed.
And a window I could open.
To Elsewhere.
[ Ice-cream-truck jingle plays ]
An ice-cream truck?
That's new.
Or maybe it was there all along,
but I couldn't see it.
Maybe I can turn this
into a place
I could dream of escaping to...
...instead of escaping from.
"...instead of
escaping from."
[ Sighs ]
[ Light switch clicks ]
So, she drew herself
a window.
SIMONE: She's taking her life
by the ba*ls.
But she climbed through
a painted wall?
- What?!
- FREDWYNN: Don't get distracted.
It's a clue.
Where's the next clue?
- JANICE: Fredwynn.
- PETER: Fredwynn.
This is somebody's house,
Fredwynn.
I mean, should we go up
after him?
JANICE: I don't know.
I don't know.
Maybe --
Maybe he'll give us a signal.
Okay,
wait for a signal.
- [ Thump ]
- Oh, that's it!
- SIMONE: Fredwynn?
- Fredwynn?
JANICE: Fredwynn?!
Yeah, the place
is booby-trapped.
- Oh! Oh!
- It's just a chair, Fredwynn.
We need to be more industrious
with our flashlights.
- [ Light switch clicks ]
- SIMONE: Or light switches.
- Oh.
- We can just use light switches.
- [ Sighs ] Hold this.
- Okay.
- Fredwynn, are you alright?
- Yes, I'm fine.
- No, you're bleeding.
- It's okay.
- You're bleeding.
- It's just a scratch.
No, come on.
We're gonna get to the bathroom.
There must be a bathroom with
some astringent or something.
FREDWYNN: You don't have to
hold my hand.
Well,
there are no Band-A*DS,
but at least
I can clean --
Here,
hold my phone.
Here. Okay.
Do you smell something?
Well,
it is a bathroom.
Saltpeter.
Um, no,
I don't usually carry spices.
Potassium nitrate,
also known as saltpeter.
Out!
Everyone out!
Out, out, out, out,
out, out, out, out, out.
What, what, what, what,
what, what, what, what?
[ Sniffing ]
Stand back.
JANICE: [ Screams ]
[ Sparks crackling ]
Voilà!
You may return.
Ohh!
This is awesome!
So,
shall we continue?
I'm Clara.
Mateo.
Mateo had it going on.
No doubt about that.
Brains and the brawn to match.
This is Kimbra.
Kimbra was a feisty,
little sister
with a tough facade
that masked a love
of baby zebras and funnel cake.
He's Sanjay.
CLARA:
Sanjay didn't look like much,
but rumor had it
that those roller skates
hid a pair of legs
that were sharpened
to a point at the end.
And when he disappeared
for weeks at a time,
he was actually working
for the US government
as a deadly assassin.
[ Inhaler puffs ]
Instantly,
we were the best of friends,
and I knew that we'd all
be best friends forever.
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
So...
I was
just wondering,
you guys ever think
this place could be something --
I-I don't know --
special?
I just mean that maybe
with a little push,
things could be
better than they seem?
[ Vehicle approaches ]
[ Brakes squeak ]
Like, what if that's not
a garbage truck?
It's actually a Zamboni
that leaves a track
of snow and ice behind.
[ Laughing ] Zamboni.
Or maybe, those smokestacks
at the cow rendering plant --
Maybe when we're not looking,
they're secretly blowing
colorful marshmallows
into the sky.
I just think, maybe,
if we put our heads together,
we could really
change the story.
What do you think?
Anybody?
They didn't get it.
Why couldn't they see
what I saw?
Why couldn't they just...
believe?
I don't know how or why,
but I just...
I just knew that I was meant
to do something.
I had painted myself some hope,
and I could feel it fading away.
[ Sighs ]
Think, Clara.
Your story is your own.
Try something.
Make something.
It's okay to be wrong.
It's okay to be wrong.
I got it.
[ Crows cawing ]
[ Wheels squeaking ]
[ Fly buzzing ]
[ Clanking ]
CLARA: I was there.
I was Elsewhere.
I understood my purpose.
[ Indistinct muttering ]
I had an idea.
I called it "The Idea."
I kept talking about hope,
but it wasn't enough for me
to tell them about it.
[ Gasps ]
CLARA: I had
to really show them.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
I didn't know
if they would understand.
Did that scare me?
More than
I ever thought it would.
But if I didn't believe,
then how
could I expect them to?
[ Crowd exclaiming, murmuring ]
I had to show them
that life wasn't something
you watch passing you by.
It was something
you could reach out and touch.
[ Cheers and applause ]
It was something
you could hear, like a rumble,
that you could dive into
and let it carry you away
a million gallons a minute
in a briny wet spray
on the hottest day
in the history of forever.
[ Crowd murmuring ]
And having an ice-cream truck
crash into a fire hydrant
didn't hurt, either.
MAN:
I'll get you one.
WOMAN:
I got a chocolate.
[ Mid-tempo music plays ]
CLARA: It was a moment.
Extraordinary, shimmering,
sticky, magically wet,
perfectly perfect moment.
And in that moment,
everyone was Elsewhere.
Well, almost everyone.
SAL: What the heck
are you kids doing?!
You're giving away
free ice cream!
You are cutting into
my profits!
I'm gonna tell
your parents!
Well, I'm just harnessing
my Divine Nonchalance.
Your what?
I'm not sure.
It came to me
when I was upside-down.
SAL: [ Mutters ]
Aah!
CLARA: We called ourselves
The Elsewhere Society.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
PETER: "And we promised that
nothing would tear us apart."
- SIMONE: You okay?
- Me?
Yes.
Of course.
I'm just...
She's inspiring.
I mean,
she came from this place
where nobody thought
anything was possible,
and then she really
put herself out there
to make it great.
I'm inspired.
- You are?
- PETER: Yes.
This is
my face inspired.
Oh, my God,
it's almost 3:00 in the morning.
I've got to go.
Lev worries when I'm late.
I'm gonna call a cab.
Where's my phone?
You've got my phone.
How do I call a cab?
I'll Google a cab, right?
So, we'll all meet back here
tomorrow afternoon
to see
if there's more of the story
after Peter and Simone
get off work. Is that okay?
Right.
Let's keep our heads
in the game,
see if any clues
from the story
pop out at you while you're off
living your lives.
I know
you're not used to
using your brains in that way,
but --
Simone has
an art degree.
SIMONE: Huh?
Sorry. It's just --
You have an art degree, right?
And so much of this story
seems to be about Clara's art.
And so, whether or not we're
trying to find a real person
or solve some puzzle,
I just think
maybe it has something to do
with this art.
That's not so stupid.
Thank you.
Uh, yeah, okay.
I'll think on it.
PETER: This has all been
so perfectly choreographed,
you know?
And I -- Maybe we were
matched together for a reason,
the four of us.
And you're
the art person.
So...
maybe this is your moment.
Just -- Just let me
think about it.
PETER: Of course.
Yeah,
there's no pressure.
Hey,
quick question.
Yes?
If I'm
"tortured art girl"
and Fredwynn is
"lead us off the road" guy
and Janice is Janice,
what does that
make you?
Probably the "guy who needs
to do something brave
but ends up
embarrassing himself" guy.
[ Chuckles ]
Sounds about right.
PETER: I know.
JANICE: Ooh! Ooh!
Here he is!
Simone,
can I give you a ride?
SIMONE:
Yes, please, please.
Okay. Good.
Alright.
- Bye, guys.
- PETER: Bye, Janice.
- FREDWYNN: Bye.
- See you later.
Hey, Simone.
I never said
you were tortured.
I know.
[ Car door closes ]
[ Soft music plays ]
EMERY: Oh, yeah,
there's a long history
of this stuff
in Philly.
You know, Tina Llamada
might know more about it.
I can sh**t her
an e-mail.
SIMONE: Yeah,
an e-mail would be great.
Thanks.
It's for this project
I've been working on.
Once I get
more of a handle on it,
I can fill you in.
But right now it's a little bit
like "Fight Club,"
but, like, the positive version
of "Fight Club," I think.
[ Chuckles ]
Sounds great!
Well,
you look great.
Am I allowed to say that?
The rules are sort of new to me.
Oh. [ Scoffs ]
Screw the rules.
We're all
trying our best.
And I think you can say
I look great,
transition-wise.
Maybe not, like,
teacher-student-wise,
but I don't know.
You can't really win
by speaking nowadays.
EMERY: [ Chuckles ]
I was hoping
you were coming to tell me
that you were
re-enrolling.
SIMONE: No.
No, I-I...
I don't even know
what I'm doing right now.
[ Chuckles ]
I'm, like,
running around the city
playing some secret game
with a bunch of strangers.
It just feels like
I'm not in the position
to be making any other big
life decisions at the moment.
How is that
a big life decision?
I'm sorry?
Why do you view coming back here
as a big life decision?
SIMONE: Uh, I guess...
It -- It just, like --
It feels like I chose a path,
and then before I knew it,
I was on a track.
A-And I mean,
I liked art in high school,
but that's just 'cause
I was good at it
and I liked it better
than the other subjects.
So, then I studied it in college
and then grad school,
and then
by the end of it,
I just, like,
wasn't happy here.
And I mean, I don't know
how much of that
is -- is me or, like,
my attitude,
but I don't know.
I feel like if I don't
take a second to step back
and re-evaluate what it is
that I want,
then I'm gonna
wake up one day,
and I'll be 60 years old,
looking in a mirror,
totally unsure
of where I am.
My major
was marine biology.
- What?
- [ Chuckling ] Yeah.
I was all-in
on marine biology.
And then
at some point,
I realized that I didn't like
being wet all the time.
And I constantly
smelled like fish.
So I switched
to art.
I like it.
I'm dry, and I just smell
like a middle-aged man.
[ Both laugh ]
EMERY: Now, that's just to say
we make a decision,
and then if we need to,
we make a new decision.
You've made a really, really big
and important one.
The other decisions
don't need to feel so big.
Find something
that makes you feel good.
Try it out.
You're allowed to be wrong.
I'm allowed
to be wrong.
Yeah.
So, you're saying I need to
harness my divine nonchalance?
I'm not exactly sure
what that is,
but "divine nonchalance"
is my new favorite term.
[ Both chuckle ]
Thank you.
And if you have
any, um --
any thoughts
on those murals,
please just
let me know.
Sure.
SIMONE: I need to find
my Elsewhere.
Do something.
CLARA: Prove something.
Imagine. Dream.
You're just in my head.
I'm very tired.
I'm talking out loud
to myself now. Okay.
CLARA: Hey.
Saltpeter Mockingwhistle.
That's not anything close
to my name, but, yes?
CLARA: Are you gonna help me
or not?
Find your nonchalance, bud.
No one's gonna find it for you.
[ Sighs ]
[ Melancholy music plays ]
[ Telephone rings ]
[ Mouse clicks ]
Find my nonchalance.
[ Mouse clicking ]
♪ I ♪
♪ I love the colorful clothes
she wears ♪
♪ And the way the sunlight
plays upon her hair ♪
♪ I hear the sound
of a gentle word ♪
♪ On the wind that lifts
her perfume through the air ♪
CLARA: [ Whispering ]
Hey, Peter!
Hey, Stretch,
over here.
Oh!
Wouldn't it be nice
if other people could feel
how you feel right now?
Yes, it would.
- Sooooo...?
♪ Excitations,
oom, bop, bop ♪
No, no, no, no.
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
No. No. No.
No, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
No.
I know what you're
asking me to do.
I can't --
I can't do that.
CLARA: People told me
I couldn't do things.
But I told them
to shove it.
Come on, man.
Live a little.
♪ When I look in her eyes ♪
Fine.
♪ She goes with me
to a blossom world ♪
♪ I'm pickin' up
good vibrations ♪
[ Sighs ] I really
shouldn't do this.
Totally.
♪ I'm pickin' up
good vibrations ♪
- ♪ Good vi-- ♪
[ Up-tempo hip-hop music plays ]
WOMAN: 2, 4, 6, 8!
There you go!
Good job, ladies.
♪ I'm pickin' up
good vibrations ♪
MAN #1: He doesn't want it done,
I think.
MAN #2: Yeah, he's...
♪ She's givin' me
the excitations ♪
♪ I'm pickin' up
good vibrations ♪
♪ She's givin' me
the excitations ♪
♪ Good, good, good,
good vibrations ♪
♪ She's giving me
the excitations ♪
♪ Good, good, good,
good vibrations ♪
♪ She's givin' me
the excitations ♪
[Somber music playing]
[ Woman crying ]
♪ Good, good, good,
good vibrations ♪
♪ She givin' me the exci-- ♪
♪ Tations ♪
♪ Oh ♪
JANICE: Well, she -- she thinks
she can change the world,
and she's inspired
her whole neighborhood.
It's wonderful.
A kind of
"anything is possible" moment.
And there's a boy
she likes.
We both know
how that can turn out.
- [ Chuckles ]
- [ Chuckles ]
But something has been going
round and round in my mind.
I wanted to mull it over
with you.
Peter and Simone
and Fredwynn --
They're so
caught up in Clara
and the intrigue
and her vision.
But I feel
we're missing something.
Something sad.
Clara isn't just
hope and whimsy.
She also
seems desperate to me,
and I'm afraid
for her.
Okay, don't say it.
Don't say it.
I can tell
by the look on your face.
I'm overthinking.
And the kids
have infected me
with their intensity
and their need to know.
So, we're meeting
back at the house later today.
There's probably
more rooms.
We can find the rest
of the story and maybe a clue.
Fredwynn always needs
his clue.
Janice.
[ Female voice ]
Can I talk to you for a second?
If you don't mind?
Yes.
Yes,
of course.
Thank you.
You're early.
Yeah.
Okay, so, I just wanted you
to understand
that I'm uncomfortable
with what happened last night.
Oh, Meredith,
I'm so sorry.
I know I said
I'd be home before midnight.
You have been so helpful
and flexible with your hours.
I just got caught up
in the adventure.
- It won't happen again.
- No, it's...
I thought
the text that you sent
was a bit, um...
rude.
What text?
[ Cellphone clicks ]
See?
"Hey, hey,
I'm having fun.
Leave me alone.
Snitches get stitches.
Need to stay here.
#IceBucketChallenge.
Black Santa."
I didn't send this.
I don't even know
what it means.
Well, it's --
it's from your phone.
Well,
that's impossible.
Ohh.
Oh.
"The Elsewhere Society.
Working in shadows.
Often wrong, but never in doubt.
We were the custodians
of its secret.
- We were a team."
- We were a team.
We were the future.
We were determined
to make The Idea a reality.
Hey!
Hey, stop!
And we were poor,
so we did what we had to.
After all,
it was for the greater good.
MAN: Wait!
Oh, not again.
Wait!
Hey.
I-I don't know who you are,
but I'll find out!
CLARA: We were
a new civilization,
rising from the ashes
of the last.
Divine Nonchalance
was our fuel,
and Elsewhere
was our destination.
♪ Come on to the funhouse,
baby ♪
- Yes!
- ♪ Come on to the funhouse ♪
♪ We're gonna put ya in ♪
- ♪ And let ya begin ♪
- [ Laughs ]
♪ So come on ♪
CLARA: The abandoned cigar shop
became our batcave.
Together,
we would make the world
a nicer place to be alive.
♪ Come on to the funhouse,
baby ♪
♪ Come on to the funhouse ♪
♪ We're gonna put you in, ha ♪
♪ And let you begin ♪
♪ Alright ♪
[ Soft music plays ]
[ Boys screaming ]
[ Laughter ]
SAL:
Can you...?
My store.
Can you
make it beautiful?
We'll be there tomorrow.
Promise.
SAL: Also, there's
another group of kids
who are very much like you,
but their costumes
aren't as good.
Can you help me find them
so I can tell their parents
that they are troublemakers?
Um...sure.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Brakes squeak ]
Frank, what's going on?
Who did all this?
She did.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
PETER: ♪ Whe-e-e-e-e-e-n
I look in her eyes ♪
♪ She goes with me
to a something, something ♪
[ Sighs ]
MAN: We only have
one rule here.
You know
what that rule is?
Don't use
Mary's Splenda?
Do not violate
the sanctity of the playlist.
Each person's playlist
is like their DNA.
When you added
that song,
you altered their DNA
without their consent.
We're not
gene-splicing here.
We offer people
unlimited choice,
and they just end up
listening to the same songs
over and over
and over again,
like they're trapped.
We take their money,
and we leave them lost
in this overwhelming sea
of options.
It's the illusion
of choice.
And so, I just thought
that maybe
I could sh-- show people
that there was beauty out there
if they just
knew where to look.
Who do you think you are,
exactly?
I'm me!
I'm me.
I was just trying
to be more like her.
CASUAL BOSS: W-What are you
talking about?
Peter, let me
explain something to you.
Work.
Work stuff.
Work. Work. Work.
Work stuff.
Work. Work. Work.
Work stuff.
I quit.
Huh?
I'm not gonna go back
to feeling nothing,
where you talk
and I nod.
I just -- I'm not.
I quit.
- Y-You can't quit.
- Well, you know what?
I'm sure
you can find somebody
who will better serve
your needs,
but you can't just keep me here
because I'm an adult.
And I can do
what I want.
And I quit.
No, I'm saying you can't quit
because I just fired you.
Were you listening
to anything I just said?
No.
I was not.
♪ Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na ♪
It's here.
I know it is.
Did you check
behind all the frames?
I've checked everywhere.
Well, what do you
want us to do?
Think, damn it.
But don't distract me.
Think silently.
[ Scoffs ]
This is odd.
What?
Well, Clara doesn't strike me
as a knitter.
And her mother
wasn't even here.
- So, what --
- FREDWYNN: Please!
Let me think.
[ Sighs ]
What's up?
Me?
I quit my job.
Allegedly,
I was fired first,
but I didn't
hear that happen,
so I'm still really proud
of myself for quitting.
Wow.
JANICE: Guys.
I told you
I was inspired.
- I mean, good for you.
- JANICE: Guys.
Where is that clue?
Guys!
Voilà!
You pull.
I'll read.
"Did you know
that there are hundreds
of shades of blue?"
OCTAVIO: Royal blue,
cadet blue, turquoise,
ink blue,
ultramarine,
Persian blue,
Air Force blue.
We have every resource
you could possibly need, Clara.
Raw materials,
draftsmen, assistants.
It's okay
to be overwhelmed.
Every world changer
who's joined my team
has had
a similar reaction.
What you have done
in your neighborhood,
on your own,
is miraculous.
But with all these resources
at your disposal,
just imagine what kind of magic
you could create
and spread throughout
the entire world.
But I wasn't
"on my own."
Ah,
your friends.
Of course.
Let's repair to my office
and discuss.
May I offer you
something to drink?
CLARA:
Maybe some water?
You seem fancy,
so I'll take fizzy,
if you got it.
OCTAVIO: Clara.
The world has
so much more to offer
than you
could ever imagine.
[ Mysterious music plays ]
Holy crap!
That's delicious!
Oh, Mateo is gonna
freak out.
Wait till
you meet my friends.
We're gonna change the world.
You'll love them.
I'm sure I will.
I can't wait.
Sometimes people like us,
people who are special,
we have to make
some difficult choices
about the people
we surround ourselves with.
You, Clara, are unique
because you create hope,
which is a rare
and precious resource.
[ Chuckles ]
But you're
giving away something
that we here at The Institute
work very hard to sell.
I want to give you a place
where you can dream,
where you can realize
your vast potential
beyond the confines
of Fishtown,
where you can
change the world.
The choice is yours.
You belong
with the special ones.
Join us.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
[ Soft music plays ]
How'd it go?
He told me
I could change the world.
But I had to
go it alone.
So, uh,
I told him
to buzz off.
What? [ Laughs ]
Oh, yes!
Oh, my gosh.
Nobody's gonna break up the
Elsewhere Society that easily!
Come on,
this is a movement, people!
[ Laughs ]
You know what to do.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
CLARA:
We didn't need no fancy British
chocolate-milk-drinking
gazillionaire.
We had The Idea.
And --
And that's all we needed.
The Institute had...
other ideas.
Interesting ideas, sure, but...
No. No way! Forget them!
You can't sell hope.
It belongs to everyone.
Sure, I'd like to be
one of the special ones.
And, yeah, it would be nice
to have all that new paint.
But, I mean,
I made the right choice.
I think.
[ Item clatters ]
[ Screams ]
[ Can clatters ]
No! [ Screams ]
[ Grunts ]
[ Screams ]
CLARA: I ran. I called out.
I tried to escape.
[ Echoing ] Clara!
Come on, come on, grab my hand!
You can do it!
Come on!
CLARA: And then...
...I disappeared.
"Swallowed up
by the dark."
FREDWYNN: Damn.
They just snatched her
off the street.
It was
such a nice story...
for a while.
Then sh*t got real.
It was all
right in front of her.
And then
they took it.
Strong devours the weak.
She should have
run faster.
You didn't
give me the message!
I'm sorry?
Last night,
our nurse Meredith --
You didn't
give me the message.
- You betrayed me.
- Nurse?
I secured
your phone, yes.
I needed to go home.
My husband
was having a bad night.
I should have been
with him.
He could have died,
Fredwynn!
I can see
that you're upset.
And I'm not sure
how to respond to that,
but I'm aware
of your condition.
It was not your place.
You looked like
you were having fun.
How would you know
if I was having fun?
You don't know
what I'm feeling.
Not then, not now.
Hell, you don't even know
what you're feeling.
Look,
maybe you don't have
anything more important
in your life
than the game,
but I do!
Goodbye, Peter, Simone.
- Bye, Janice.
- [ Door opens ]
Well...
I think Janice
is taking this game
a little bit
too seriously.
I think
I'm gonna get some air.
[ Door opens, closes ]
That was a lot.
[ Both chuckle ]
This game
is pretty odd, huh?
It's certainly having an effect
on people.
[ Chuckles ]
You quit your job?
I did.
Yeah.
I did.
I'm...proud of you.
You were miserable there.
So, what's next?
I don't know.
I guess I'll --
I'll figure something out.
[ Scoffs ]
Well, for what it's worth,
I told my professor today
that I'm probably not
coming back to school.
Wow.
I guess we both have
some stuff to figure out.
[ Chuckles ]
Yeah.
Hmm.
I'm glad we met.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Me, too.
I, uh --
I got to get back home.
Hey, uh,
do you want to share a cab?
Yeah.
Yeah,
of course.
Oh, my professor
got back to me.
Is everything okay?
Simone?
You were right.
Peter, I --
I think
you were right.
[ Chuckles ]
What's that?
"Nothing like you described
happening now.
Dug this up
from 20 years ago."
[ Soft music plays ]
It's real.
The story's real.
[ Suspenseful music plays ]
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01x05 - Clara
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The series, set in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, follows "a group of ordinary people who stumble onto a puzzle hiding just behind the veil of everyday life.
The series, set in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, follows "a group of ordinary people who stumble onto a puzzle hiding just behind the veil of everyday life.