Dream Team (2024)

[bunniefuu]

[Heavy thunderstorm]

(narrator)

ROSARITO, MEXICO

[CD changer closes]

[Recording of rain]

(voice on record)

Relaxing Rain Sounds: Borneo

[Bath faucet]

[Zipper opens]

[Recording of rain]

[Bath running]

[Vibrator turns on]

[Moaning]

[CD glitches]

[CD changer opens]

[Dolphin-like calls]

Loud oceanic rumbling tones

Ominous hissing

[Coughing]

[Crash]

Plaintive horn

[Vibrator wobbles]

Theme begins

Spiraling melodies

[Switchblade echoes]

[Sharp inhaling breath]

(narrator)

ASSES TO ASHES

Chimes and mellow tones

[Dog breathing]

[Waves and distorted howls]

[Waves and distorted howls]

[Big wave]

Chimes and mellow tones

[Crickets singing]

Mellow melody continues

[Aquarium bubblers]

Chimes intensify

[Hissing and oceanic groan]

Screaming distorted guitars

[Peaceful wind]

(narrator)

VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA

Ambient music with heartbeats



[Elevator dings]

Haunting woodwinds

[Dial-up modem]

So, how old is this guy?

I think he's 31.

That's so hot. When are

you gonna make your move?

I can't. He's unavailable.

What do you

mean? Like married?

Well, he's engaged.

Oh my god, are you

kidding? He's ripe

I don't know...

[Modem noises]

Look - it's easy.

Get him alone in a small room.

You put one hand

on the wall

the other hand on

his chest - at least

Look him in the eye and say

"I know that you want me.

We can do this right now."

I don't know.

[Computer ringtone]

Hi Chase!

Hello Chase!

Oh, hi ladies.

Chase, we've been

doing some digging

into the transfers of "cabbage."

We're finding some really

interesting patterns of movement

over the last financial

quarter. I made a spreadsheet.

And I drew this map.

That sounds like great

work, ladies. But I need you

to put aside the cabbage

research. Something's come up.

There's been a m*rder

in Rosarito, Mexico.

No is there investigating.

I'll be joining her tomorrow.

The victim was a brilliant

marine biologist and

mathematician,

specializing in coral reefs.

I'm sending you the dossier.

I need you two to

scour the databases

for everything you can

find on this woman.

We're on it!

Okay, I'll start

searching Lexis.

Got it, I'm on Nexis.

Moody ambient music

I was...a dog.

Not sure the

breed. I don't know dogs.

What color? Did

you have spots?

Well, there was

another dog with me

Black..and I

was black..and tan.

Mhmmm.

We were sniffing around

like crazy for something

God, our sensory

world was so rich.

Let's hold onto

that. Describe the sensations

Were they smells...

or images?

I wanna say...fish.

Fish.

Where are the fish leading

you? Back towards the ocean?

I mean, it's probably

coral. No, I knew the

dream was real. I knew

the smuggler was dead.

But how does this connect

to Theresa Gorgeous?

She's a coral scientist,

sure. But in Mexico!

I mean, can coral

k*ll two people?

And what would that even mean?

Chase, no wine til it's

time. Right now we are just

talking about the dream -

don't worry where it leads.

What are you wearing?

Um, electric blue silk shirt.

Black pleated

slacks. Belt, no tie.

You need to relax. Loosen

your belt and breathe.

Good.

Now, take off your pants.

[Pants drop]

Much better.

Now tell me about

those chirping sounds you heard.

Moody ambient music

[Breathes deeply]

[Tea kettle boils]

(narrator)

TIJUANA, MEXICO

[Peaceful bird chirping]

[Water pouring]

[Gasp]

Theme begins

Spiraling synth melodies

[Exhaling breath]

(narrator)

FAX ON THE BEACH

Wind chimes, bells and minimal

beat

Wind chimes, bells and minimal

beat

[Dull thud and rumble]

[Dull thud]

[Airplane noise]

Listen, No. There's

been another m*rder.

We have to go to the beach.

[Guitar noodling]

(narrator)

ROSARITO, MEXICO

[Knocks on desk]

Listen, I'm sorry but I cannot

release those documents to you.

But you told me to

come pick them up!

Oh no, you're mistaken. We are

happy to collaborate if this an

interagency request

but I need a request

from another

police organization.

Good luck!

[Gate slams]

[Birds chirping]

[Schoolbus rumbles]

Tell me about this shirt -

are you with the Zapatistas?

What? No. I mean...

they're amazing but

I got this at Groundworks,

which is a really sick

radical cooperative

bookstore at UC San Diego.

Okay.

So, in the 60s,

there was all this

activism on campus. Legendary.

Angela Davis, Herbert Marcuse,

that guy who set

himself on fire...

And one of the

big campaigns was

to name the new

college they were building

"Lumumba Zapata" to center

Third World consciousness.

Well, that didn't happen

but there's been activism on

campus ever since. Like,

not a lot but like - look.

UCSD was explicitly founded

as a weapons engineering school,

based in no-Blacks,

no-Jews-a*s segregated La Jolla.

And these Vietnamese students

came to UCSD in the 70s and

that's like"diversity" - but

such a f*cked up situation.

They are like refugees

from the US w*r and

now they're at a school

to build weapons?

Same with Filipino students

who are here on the GI Bill,

and part of the w*r machine

against their own homes.

It is crazy how

conservative the

campus is but a

few of us are trying...

Right now, we

are fighting for a

living wage for

custodial workers,

which is a student

issue. They are

the family of many

Hispanic students.

And there's this huge

anti-immigration push in

California.

Anti-affirmative

action too, with bills like

SP-1, SP-2, and Prop

209, which have devastated

the already shitty minority

situations at the UCs.

I guess, in

comparison to the 60s

this stuff seems

kinda trivial.

No, not at all.

You're fighting for

where you live. Bravo.

So, that guy you are

with -- what is he doing?

He's meditating.

Cool. He's hot.

Can I talk to him?

Do you think I'd

be bothering him?

Oh no, go.

[He screams, she screams]

Foreboding music with

heartbeats

Hola! Interpol.

Okay if we look around?

Oh, Interpol. Welcome.

Yes, you can look around

but everyone

is just cleaning up.

-That's better.

-Yeah, less clutter.

Music Fades

[Garbled police radio]

Plaintive melody

He was a professional

bodyboarder.

Very beloved at this beach.

There was only one witness.

[Deep exhale]

All of a sudden,

there were multiple of him.

Many hims.

Time was moving

at different speeds.

The sky sparkled like water.

Sometimes there was no horizon.

The ocean was upside down.

Then he staggered

out of the water... with a

g*nsh*t wound in his

chest. And then he died.

It was crazy.

I think she has

had too much sol.

A large-caliber b*llet entered

to the left of his spine.

Punctured his heart and seems to

have exploded inside

the chest cavity.

There was massive

hemorrhaging and organ damage.

The angle of entry is unclear.

I'd almost say the b*llet

either came from the ocean

Or the sky.

But that can't be right.

How about we continue

this over dinner some night?

Drum machine and acoustic

guitar

Handclaps and tambourines

Take your time to get here

baby. I'm running a little late

but

All day, I've been

thinking about

all 80 ways I

want to go with you

I could have asked you but

you know

we have the

summer to explore

Could have asked

you from before

I told myself to wait for

more

All 80 ways I wanna see ya'

in my dreams is

where I dream this

in my dreams is

where I dream this.

Music fades

[Fax machine rings]

Way to go, Rico.

What is it?

The Theresa Gorgeous

toxicology report.

Finally! And?

Nothing. They are

calling it a stroke.

Stroke my a*s.

Music rises again

[Oceanic alien

clicks and wooshes]

[Large wave crashes]

Theme begins

Rhythmic breathing

Spiraling synth melodies

[Sharp inhale]

(narrator)

CORAL ME BAD

Sparse bells and chimes

Dreamy melodic tones

Bells and chimes rise

Bells, chimes and synths

resonate

Stately tuba melody

Music fades

(narrator)

ACAPULCO, MEXICO

[Fax starts]

[Fax prints]

Sexy minimal music

[Paper rips]

[Fax prints]

Music fades

Chase, we've got that meeting.

Mhmm.

What have you got there?

Nothing.

Okay.

Mysterious music rises

[Heels clicking]

Hi. I'm Dr. Veronica Beef.

So, what can I tell

you about coral?

Everything.

[Keys jangle]

So, coral is a very,

very simple animal.

They are really closely

related to jellyfish

If you want to picture them,

they are basically just sacks

with arms on them. And the sack

is where everything happens.

It's both their stomach, their

mouth and...the butt.

And the arms are how they

capture food out of the water.

Coral famously have this

amazing symbiotic relationship

with algae.

The corals give algae a home

and in return,

algae gives them excess

sugars from photosynthesis.

This gives corals their

lavish colors, and the extra

energy to fight other organisms

and dominate the ecosystem.

But what's much more

amazing, and totally

unique about coral

- is their clonality.

It's like the real individual

is the colony.

There is no quote "I."

And this is one of the really

important things about corals.

They live together but

they die alone.

I mean that individual

deaths don't really matter.

Just because half

a coral colony dies

doesn't mean anything

about the half.

The coral polyps that

are still alive

can in fact regenerate the

dead parts of a colony.

You know how a lizard

can regrow its tail?

Imagine - it's like the tail

can regrow the lizard.

Damn.

Yeah, it's funny actually.

Coral reef science started

as a geologic discipline.

Basically began because the

clipper ship trade started up.

The Europeans were

going from the northern to

the southern hemisphere,

and they were really,

really worried about

these things growing up

to the surface and

blocking their trade routes.

So they sent some nerds out

there and they were like

"Hey nerds, are these coral

reefs gonna take over the

world?"

And isn't it ironic,

that now we are

worried they are

going to disappear.

Like the whole

reason this started was

to stop them taking

over the world.

[Rhythmic electronic pulse]

Jamaica - sounds nice!

Jamaica is like a Graceland

for coral reef scientists.

It's like this case study for

interactions between humans and

coral.

I mean, there is a long

history of land pressures.

Overfishing, agriculture,

the plantations.

But in the last

ten years or so

it's really gone to sh*t.

We're taking all of the

fish out of the water,

we're polluting the

water, we're changing

the sediment cycle.

And all of this stuff

is k*lling the corals.

Are you worried about

the corals going extinct?

Hey, we all go

extinct eventually.

One species goes away,

another takes over.

What matters just depends

on your personal perspective.

[Heels echo]

I have a question, but I am

almost embarrassed to ask.

Chase, you can

ask me...anything.

Can corals emit

some kind of poison gas?

Chase, you have such

an imagination!

I have never heard

of a gas. But who knows?

We're always discovering

new things about coral.

Like some species of coral,

their larvae has a little

tail. And they can find their

reef by following its sound.

They can somehow

feel its vibrations

They're attracted to it.

It's really wild, the

sound of the reefs.

Have you ever heard the

sound of snapping shrimp?

Yeah.

Is there any way

that coral can

communicate or

even send signals?

Within a colony, for sure.

There's a thin, thin layer

of tissue across the

surface of the entire coral.

And the polyps can kind of

use these tubes underneath

to sort of shuttle resources

back and forth to one another.

But they only do

that within the colony

What about communication between

colonies? Or across distances?

I'm sorry, I'm not sure

what you are driving at.

Can corals conspire

to commit a m*rder?

The issue is not communication,

it's consciousness.

And coral are cool but

they have no intelligence.

And philosophy or whatever is

beyond my pay grade. But I mean

we are always learning more

about non-human intelligence.

Whales can communicate with

their songs across

entire oceans.

Dolphins have..."culture."

They teach each other new

hunting tactics and pass

those on.

It's not just mammals...

octopuses are crazy intelligent.

But all that said, there's like

two necessary things to develop

intelligence.

The first is some kind of

complicated nervous system.

And the second is evolutionary

pressure towards intelligence.

Corals don't have nervous

systems

and they've thrived for so

long -- in their current

state for 26 million

years -- without them.

So, to develop

them, that would be

evolutionarily expensive.

They're basically just sacks

with arms and they dominate

the ocean.

Why would they

need consciousness?

[Distant waves]

I'm sorry,

I'm not sure any of this will

help you catch your criminal.

We're not trying

to catch anyone,

we should be clear

-- we're not cops.

You're not trying

to solve a mystery?

Not exactly, we're more

trying learn the mystery.

Like --be with the mystery.

Yeah, something like that.

I totally misunderstood.

I thought you were Interpol.

Interpol aren't cops. It's

inter-police.

We do coordination,

administration,

and lately in

our case, deep research.

So you don't have g*ns?

Handcuffs?

Well, you can borrow mine.

[Hot tub bubbling]

[Dolphin-like calls]

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Next...TEMPORARY EROGENOUS ZONES

Theme begins

Propulsive synths

Spiraling melodies

[Sharp inhale]

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TIJUANA, MEXICO

[Peaceful birds chirping]

[Clippers]

[Water pours]

[Clang]

Ow! Damn it.

[Heavy breathing]

[Groan]

Nice.

[Invisible Man

singing to himself]

[Water pours]

Darkwave dance music rises

The beat intensifies

Experimental bongo music

Your face is like a tape I

erased.

Long gone, can't be replaced.



Can't go back and fix my

mistakes.

Experimental string music

You parked the car in someone

else's space.

The Moon, the stars, the

galaxies.

The lights of L.A.

Experimental string music

Darkwave dance music

Rhythmic chimes

Reggaeton riddim

Rapping in Spanish

Sings in Spanish

Rapping in Spanish

Dubby chill out music

Oh, hey.

What are you thinking?

Something...but I can't

quite put it in words.

I think I can. I think--

--it's wonderful that

science is studying

the minds of

other animals, I do.

But they are

defining terms like

"consciousness" and

"intelligence"

and assigning levels before

we know what those things are,

even for ourselves.

There is no way of knowing

how much we don't know.

We're surrounded by all

these mysterious beings,

which when you realize...

It's like

hearing a chorus of bells.

Distorted swish

(narrator)

Next...DOPPELGNGBANG

[Rhythmic electronic pulses]

[pulses intensify]

Theme Music

Sparse drums and piano

Spiraling synths

[Sharp inhale]

Hey!

(narrator)

VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA

I can't decide, you go.

Hi, I'll have a

Citrus Slam please.

And I'll get a Cool Breeze

and a wheatgrass shot.

Oh, I'll have a

wheatgrass shot too.

That'll be three dollars each.

You have your gym card?

[Electronic ding]

Oh, that's cute.

Mysterious whistling

I was eating...something.

Sweet or salty?

Salty.

Okay, let's talk about

mouthfeel. Hard or soft?

It was...definitely soft.

It was eggs.

Scrambled.

Oh my god, it's working.

That's why we do

our training! Okay...

You were eating

scrambled eggs, then what?

And then I finished eating

the eggs and...

They came out of me.

Unscrambled.

Like a whole egg. Hardboiled.

It came out of where?

Your mouth?

vag*na? Wait...do eggs

come out of vaginas?

K, please, I

need your help.

The egg was just

there, in my hands.

Alright, how did you

feel? Happy? Sad?

I was listening, like

the egg was a message.

That's why the dream was so

important -- there was a message

for me!

What was the message?

Sorry. Was the

message in English?

[Machines clank]

Ready? 1...2...3...

--Moon!

--Horsefly!

1...2...3...

--Hamster!

--Chainsaw!

1...2...3...

--Rain!

--Snow!

Okay, okay. We almost

have it. 1...2...3...

Mysterious whistling and tones



[Beep]

Hey Agent St. Aubergine,

it's Dr. Veronica Beef.

Listen, I've been thinking a lot

about your whole

coral conspiracy theory,

and I really think you're

sipping out the wrong straw.

There are nine

hundred species of coral,

and they do not get along.

Like if you take different

individuals from the same

species,

they won't fight exactly

but they won't necessarily

share resources either.

Take different individuals from

within a genus and they'll

fight a bit.

But if you take individuals from

different families, it's like...

all out w*r.

They will digest each other,

like literally eat each other.

So the idea of a network of

coral cooperating around

the world

just doesn't make any sense.

Plus of course, coral can't

even make poison gas.

Hold on...

[Adjusting electronic tones]

[Droning oceanic sound]

Anyways, you've got my number.

If you need anything else,

definitely give me a call.

Bye.

[Deep breaths]

Distorted chimes and breaths

[Echoing tennis ball hit]

What's that?

The Theresa Gorgeous papers that

Chase asked us about.

I'm sure there's some connection

to the coral smuggler we've been

missing.

Venice, NO!

C'mon.

But we have to be thinking

about the case!

You're not thinking, you're

spinning.

Come here.

Notice your breath,

notice your body.

Your mind and

body are intertwined,

though neither side

is totally in control.

There are feedback loops.

When your mind is spinning,

it changes your heart rate,

your neurotransmitters, the

actual chemicals in your sweat.

Body stress is

perceived by the mind,

it is received in

the somatosensory cortices and

insular regions of the brain.

Brain activity slows and

creativity becomes impaired.

You're stuck.

But there is an escape --

you return back to your body.

You become aware of things

that aren't stress.

Thigs like the pleasure of

relaxation and of movement.

Like when an athlete's in the

zone.

Then coordination, spatial

awareness, balance,

and creativity are all

working together,

making novel connections

at incredible speeds.

And there is no separation

between mind and body and

the world.

That's why we came here, Venice.

I want to get you in the zone.

I'm getting there.

[Eerie wind]

[Creaking machine]

[Machine creaks]

Unsettling ambient music rises



[Paper flaps]

[Dumbells rolling]

[Machine wobbles]

[Heels scrape sand]

Music intensifies

[Panicked breathing]

Hey, K!

What?

I've been thinking.

You know that guy whose

emails we've been tracking?

Mr. Cabbage?

Yeah, the one who is

always bragging about

smuggling cabbage

across the border.

Right, "cabbage" means cash.

Yeah, but what if "cabbage"

doesn't mean cash.

What if "cabbage" means coral?

[Shower turns off]

[Thunder]

(narrator)

ROSARITO, MEXICO

Have you heard anything

from your interns?

I got a voicemail from them

today but it didn't make

any sense.

-It was scrambled.

-Bad connection?

Maybe. I should

go back to Canada,

but then I feel like we're not

done here yet.

Chase, you can't be

in two places at once.

[Chase sighs]

Hey, look.

That couple is watching us.

Yeah, they are probably

waiting for us to go.

Maybe. Or maybe

they want company.

You feel free. My

bad knee is acting up.

Oh, your old football injury?

Not football, baby.

Soccer.

[Rhythmic electronic pulses]

[Crackling glitches]

[Error noise]

Catchy synch loop

Seven, six, five,

four, three, two, one

And work it, push

it. Work your dream.

You are yourself. And touch

your dream. And connect

yourself.

Join the team! C'mon, work

it! Push it! Be it! Become it!

Eight, seven, six, five,

one more time! And eight

seven, six, five, four,

three and one more time!

And wake up in the morning

and you're in your dream.

And eight, and

seven, and six, and

five and connect!

Connect! Connect!

Theme Music

Rhythmic breaths and

percussive noises

Spiraling synths

[Sharp inhale]

(narrator)

THE BIGGEST ORGAN

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MAJORCA, SPAIN

[Birds chirping]

[Water sloshes]

[Loud oceanic tone]

[hissing]

[Coughing and splashing]

Oceanic tones continue

Plaintive horn

[Birds chirping]

[Fast electronic pulses]

[Pulses increase]

What we have is a slightly more

troublesome experiment,

this is Schrdinger--

[Tape rewinds]

To make the paradox more

evident, I am going to make sure

I'm not gonna spoil this by

putting up the wrong

slide first.

Oop, it doesn't matter.

Here we are.

What we have is a slightly

more troublesome experiment.

This is Schrdinger's

idea, not mine.

I should add that he is

a very humane person,

and he would never actually

do an experiment like this.

This is a thought

cat. So it's alright.

As far as I can make out,

he was saying, "Yes,

that's what the equation tells

you. But that's not what

happens."

There is some...

Mystery that goes

beyond his equation.

Yes, I think that's correct,

that there is a mystery that

goes beyond

the Schrdinger equation.

Personally, I consider that

the key issue is consciousness

and I believe

that human consciousness

is based on

the ability to understand.

What about animal consciousness?

I've been talking

about this poor cat...

Well, it's only a thought cat

so it's not so poor, but anyway

I was talking with a belief

that a cat is conscious.

And I certainly believe that.

And I believe it goes down.

What about life generally?

That's more of a question.

But the thing I wanted to

say here is that

there is something

non-computational

going on in understanding.

So, for physical reasons,

we need a new theory anyway.

Then of course you think,

"Well, how do our brains work?"

And well there's neurons and

synapses...

These are all mechanical.

There's no more reason to

think this would generate

consciousness

any more than

a computer program would

-- which it can't!

So I was a bit stuck.

But then, Andre Ahnhammer,

an anesthesiologist

in Ann Arbor,

he wrote to me, and said,

"I don't think you know about

these things...

Microtubules.

I was so ignorant, I hadn't

ever heard of such things.

You see maybe these things

act as a computer in some sense

but whatever it is that controls

the synapse s trengths

may involve elements that are

non-computational.

And I rather like these tubes,

not just because they're nice,

symmetrical arrangements,

but at this structure, at this

extraordinarily small scale

there's a genuine chance

there could be

quantum effects

associated with these things.

All the structures

that make the brain,

the nervous system,

first emerged underwater.

The mind evolved in the sea.

Our skulls are like aquariums.

I like to do this sometimes,

it's a picture I've

used in some of my books.

It's my only comment on

philosophy. You see,

if I can draw a picture of it

then I'm happy making

a philosophical statement.

It's The Three Worlds

And The Three Mysteries

which contain them.

You see, why are these

separate spheres in

an interlocking dance?

And I think it's a mystery.

And there are

perhaps different connections

but the one I think is most

intriguing, most mysterious...

is beauty.

And not just platonic

beauty, but physical beauty,

which only becomes beauty

when it is

perceived by consciousness.

[Distant waves]

I'm from the States originally.

I went to

the University of Florida.

Oh, you're a Gator!

That's right. I came down to

Mexico to do my residency.

It's so beautiful,

what can I say?

I fell in love.

So, I gotta ask...

What's the story with

you and your partner?

Chase?

Yeah.

Chase is my best friend.

He's saved my butt about a

thousand times.

And I've saved his butt too.

I know whatever's going on in my

life, with my relationships...

or him with his... I know

there's always someone out there

I can totally trust.

He keeps me focused

and honest and brave.

Darkwave slow jam

Nice.

Hey babe, meet me in the shower.

[Door closes]

[Shower on]

Downstairs.

Make this quick, I am in

the middle of something.

I'm in the middle of

something too.

Where've you been, the beach?

You smell like the beach.

How long have

you been here, Karl?

A few days.

But don't worry.

I tended your garden.

I have something very

important to tell you.

Can I have a cigarette?

I was speaking with some of my

Canadian friends,

and I heard an interesting

bit of information.

A name. It relates to your

beach business.

No, can boy get a light?

You're not going to like it.

It involves a dark, wet corner

of Chase's past.

Do you want me to tell you?

Yes, obviously.

I need to whisper it to you.

Why do you need to

whisper it to me?

Okay, fine.

[Electronic beeps]

Hey b*tch, it's No.

I know you've been hired to

steal coral

from Dr. Beef's lab, but you do

not know what you're f*cking

with.

This is not normal

coral, or maybe it is,

but this is not

a normal time for coral.

Listen, I'm talking about k*ller

sh*t.

And trust me, babe.

You can't handle it.

I'm calling Dr. Beef right

now -- as soon as I find

her number -- so

there's no point. Alright?

Call me. Do not

call Chase! Call me.

[Voicemail alert]

[Voicemail alert]

You coming up, babe?

Yeah! You're doing great.

Ominous synths with heartbeat



[Pager beeping]

What's 999?

Karl.

Disquieting flutes

Disquieting flutes

Synth music intensifies

Music slowly fades

[Car rumbles]

[Car drives by]

Theme Music

Spiraling synths

[Sharp inhale]

(narrator)

ASHES TO ASSES

[Birds chirping]

[Echoing glasses clinking]

Chimes play

(narrator) VALLE DE GUADALUPE,

MEXICAN WINE COUNTRY

[Cups rolling]

Nobody saw this

coming and honestly,

we don't even

know where to start.

Aggressive synth jingle

[Basketball

broadcast in Spanish]

Dr. Cleo! Hey, I'm Tab, the

assistant coach.

Hi Tab. Please call me Anessa.

When did you get in?

Late last night.

I am just seeing this place

in the daylight, it's beautiful.

Me and the team

got in last night.

I'm so excited to meet them!

Excuse me,

could I please get a...

Sunrise Slam? And

what are you having?

Otra Vicky, por favor.

I've gotta say, at first the

players were pretty wary

of meeting

a sports psychologist.

But this wine tasting

has scored you major points.

Oh great. You know wine tasting,

when done in a peaceful

environment,

attunes you to the here

and now of your senses.

And through describing

your experience you connect with

your teammates.

It's like a group

meditation...but even

more communal...and fun.

I knew this was a new team,

and they may not have a lot

in common.

So I pitched

the idea to the coach.

Well, he loved the idea.

He is a genius.

Man, it'll be interesting to see

these guys at a wine tasting.

If you saw them last night,

you'd be pretty sure

some of them were

married to Bud Lite.

So, this league was founded

on some pretty radical ideas.

Can I ask -- are you a true

believer?

The commissioner is

a man of great vision.

You know this is

one of his properties.

Who's that?

I don't know.

Is he an agent?

[Glasses clink]

[Buzzing]

[Fountain splashing]

Chimes playing

Chimes continue

Hello. Are you...on the team?

Oh --no. Are you?

You're charming.

No, I wouldn't be caught dead

wearing those long shorts.

I mean, maybe in the 70s.

I'm Amanda Weinclub,

private investigator.

And you are an Interpol Agent,

codename Midnight Shadow.

Um, how did you --

It's all over your face, my

dear!

I'm joking! I recognize you

from the ancient past.

You see, I used to be

married to Chase National.

Yes! We're separated now,

but we used to be quite...

...passionate, quite in sync.

So Amanda, what brings you here?

Same as you, I guess.

Trying to get away from it all.

[Muffled conversations]

Petit Sirah, Granache--

--is that they are

authentic to this terroir

this characteristic that

we have in the valley.

[Sipping]

It's light, it almost

reminds me of grape juice.

Yo, he did not just say that

wine reminds him of grapes

No, I said grape juice.

It's a specific flavor.

There's a foggy aroma, with a

hint

of cherry. Almost a pinot noir.

Yes, very good.

How do you know that?

I spent three years

playing for Olimpia Milano.

Lot of wine out there.

I've played in Croatia, New

Zealand, Poland and Argentina.

Only thing I can

do is order pizzas.

[Laughter]

Do you guys notice

a note of tobacco?

For sure.

I think I did this wrong,

I need some more.

Salud! Yes!

[Friendly chatter]

Beachy acoustic guitar softly

plays

Check out the

legs on this one.

Mhmm. Athletic.

See, Sniff, Swirl, Sip, Spit.

Swish!

Swish! Yo!

Music rises with ethereal

synths

Oceans

Oceans

Low fi drum machine party

music

Killin' time

Still out here havin fun

Y'know lately I

Just feel it in the sun

Make our day

We'll make ya glow

Man, I don't know much about

this league.

All I heard is I can play closer

to home, and there's no

drug testing.

That's good enough for me.

One thing I don't get -- who

owns this team?

What? You really don't

know much about the league!

What?

We own it! Co-ed, Co-op.

Yeah took the trip

Now we're swimmin in the zone



Make our day

We'll make ya glow

In your dreams

Goin outta control

Whoa ah oh

Coach whistle

Music fades out

[Beep]

Oh no, do you feel badly?

Well, not too badly I hope.

Well, I'm on a new mission:

to even out my tan.

Oh it's a long story.

You'd probably love it actually.

I'll send Polaroids. Mmm-hmm.

It's really beautiful out here,

it's like a...

Mexican Wine Country.

What else? Oh,

I'm on a new case!

But I can't tell you much about

it --

corporate clients.

It's very dry, very...

firm.

Have any of y'all seen Essence?

I don't think he's here yet?

Why not?

No idea. I can't think of the

last time I saw him actually.

I can. It was crazy.

We were in Miami,

walking on our way

to lunch, just talking.

And we cross under this palm

tree, and he slows wayyyyy down.

There's this palm frond that's

softly brushing the tops of

his hair,

and he keeps walking in little

circles to make it happen.

Looking peaceful.

And I was like -- Essence!

But nothing, for I bet a solid

minute --

it was like he was

in a trance or something.

And then just like that,

he snaps out of it,

acting totally normal again.

We go to lunch and

have some fantastic medianoches.

Did you ask him about it?

No.

[Computer ringtone]

[Keyboard tap]

Mysterious woodwinds and

percussion

No way.

Music rises

Whoosh

Lively synths and drums

Spiraling woodwinds

Music fades

(narrator) Next

Season...NOCTURNAL E-MISSIONS

Warm New Wave synths

Dance beat drops

Your face is like a tape I

erased.

Long gone, can't be replaced.



Can't go back and fix my

mistakes.

The Sun and Moon, always out

of phase.

We've gone too far to make

our escape.

You parked the car in someone

else's space.

The Moon, the stars, the

galaxies.

The lights of L.A. at the end

of day.

Music fades