02x01 - Meet in the Middle

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Meet in the middle



Right this way.

The octopus salad is amazing.

So, I was thinking we could just get

a bunch of little things and share?

That way we can try

everything tapas-style.

Don't know what half this stuff is.

I've been wanting to come

to this place for months.

What?

Ever since Clara Bordeaux won Chef Boss,

it's, like, impossible to get in here.

-What is it?

-Hmm?

Well, you, you're looking at me weird.

Oh, am I? I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Anyway, she won last season

of Chef Boss, and...

It's just, your hair.

What about my hair?

It's... it's curly.

Uh...

I feel like,

in your profile photo, it was...

I feel like it was straight.

Um...

Okay.

It's not that curly.

-See? Uh, straight.

-Mm-hmm.

Uh... curly.

I wear it both ways.

Okay.

Do you not like it, or something?

Yeah, it's fine.

So, I read on Yelp

that the squid ink paella is a must, so...

-Hello?

-I'm really not crazy about...

I'm sorry. What-what did you just say?

That the squid ink paella is a must.

Hello?

Ooh, and do you like croquettes?

'Cause they've got pork or chicken.

Is someone there?

Um, hello?

Wait, wait, you can actually hear me?

What is... what's going on?

-This can't be real.

-Uh, if that's okay with you,

I'm gonna get chicken.

And it comes with four,

so we could each get two.

Yeah?

Are you okay?

Hmm? Hmm?

Uh...

I... am fine. I'm fine.

How are you doing this?

-Stop. Stop it. Stop it.

-Uh, so maybe not the croquettes, then?

-Stop it. S-Stop it.

-Unless you want them.

-Stop it. Stop it.

-Oh, my God. What is happening?

I don't understand. Can you hear me?

Yes. Of course I can hear you.

I'm talking to you.

Or I'm thinking at you,

I guess. What is happening?

Is that what's happening?

-I have no f*cking clue.

-Excuse me?

-Are you still there?

-What? No. I'm sorry.

-What? That wasn't for you.

-Hello?

Okay.

-Look, if you don't want them...

-Yes. Yes. Yes.

-Hello? -Yes.

Okay, you're not listening,

are you, Phil?

-Hello? -Okay.

Yeah, okay.

Hey. Hey, hey, could you excuse me

for just one moment?

Uh... yeah.

sh*t.

Am I going crazy?

If you're going crazy,

then I-I guess I am, too.

Okay.

Ha-ha.

This is...

This is very funny... Uh...

Who is this? Get out of my head.

-You get out of my head.

-No, you get out!

What are you,

some... are you some kind of psychic?

No! I was just, I was just

minding my own business at home

and your voice just suddenly

popped into my head.

Oh, no, no, no, no... Okay.

-You listen to me.

-I am listening to you.

Whatever the hell this is,

I don't like it.

You don't like this? I don't like this!

Great, so stop talking to me.

And you stop talking to me.

-Deal! -Deal!

A voice in your

head can mean a few different things.

A conscience, divine inspiration...

...or madness.

But what if, instead, it were

a case of crossed wires,

one made through the tangled,

enigmatic switchboards

of The Twilight Zone?

You're traveling

through another dimension,

a dimension not only of

sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground

between light and shadow,

between science and superstition.

And it lies between

the pit of one's fears

and the summit of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through

a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over

into The Twilight Zone.

Um...

Are you there?

Yep.

So, then I told her to get out,

but this morning she's still here.

-"She" being the voice?

-Yeah.

Hmm. How did the rest of

your date go last night?

As expected. Shitty.

You know,

I dropped 200 bucks for nothing.

It's not a transaction.

No, of course not,

I don't want a transaction.

I want something meaningful

with someone awesome.

Mm-hmm.

I want to go back to this voice

that you heard.

Can we discuss the possibility

that the voice was perhaps you?

Well, we spend a lot of time

in here talking about how

you're "doomed to be alone,"

and how all these women, e-every

date you bring up, in fact,

you say it's their fault

that you're unhappy.

So, can we discuss the possibility

that this voice could,

in fact, be a coping mechanism?

A fabrication that you made up

to get out of a date

that you knew wasn't

gonna go any further?

I-It wasn't going

any further regardless, okay?

She was vapid, she was boring.

Her hair...

-It was different, but...

-It's okay, Phil.

It's okay to have high standards,

but life isn't a romantic comedy.

And the perfect woman doesn't exist. So...

maybe you and I can come up

with some strategies

so you can compromise.

-She could've compromised.

"She" being the voice or your date?

Well, the voice and I

actually made a deal

to stop talking to each other.

That's a, that's a compromise, isn't it?

Yeah.

Philip, are you familiar with the term

dissociative identity disorder?

You might have heard of it referred to

as multiple personality disorder.

What, are you telling me I'm crazy?

No, that's not what I'm saying.

Yes, Doctor, I have some

anxiety, and who doesn't have

a little existential dread

these days? But come on.

Yes, you're right. Anxiety...

I'm bored.

-What are you up to?

-There she is.

She is talking to me.

She is talking to me right now.

This is not a good time. Okay? My shrink

is currently telling me that I'm...

Let me guess, that you're nuts?

And what's she saying?

That you think I'm crazy.

Oh, here it comes.

Philip, the symptoms of dissociative

identity disorder often overlap

with a number of...

Well, now she definitely thinks I'm nuts.

That is just great. Thank you so much.

Hey, you're the one

who checked in with me this morning.

What happened to our deal, huh?

Look, I wasn't trying

to start a conversation

in the middle of therapy.

Well, I'm sorry for being bored.

-You know what's funny, though?

-Huh?

My shrink tried to tell me the same thing

when I told her about you.

God, what quacks.

Totally. Actually...

She doesn't even know

I stopped listening to her,

like, a minute ago.

That is, that is not an expert.

Mm-mm. Yeah, they're real experts

at telling us what's wrong with us.

How's this for a diagnosis?

My life is shitty,

therefore I feel like sh*t.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

You're right.

I don't have to listen to this.

You sure don't.

And the only way they know how

to deal with it is by cutting

off from their thoughts

and their feelings.

It's almost like they're

watching themselves,

like they're watch...

Philip?

Are you okay?

Holy crap.

Did you actually leave

in the middle of a session?

-I did.

-Yeah, I did that.

-Wow.

I would pay money to see her face

when you walked out that door.

Okay, all right, look, whoever you are,

this is freakin' weird.

You're just here,

spying on me all the time.

My thoughts are private, okay?

God, don't flatter yourself.

You're not that interesting, pal.

Ugh.

♪ Back in '89 we'd say adieu... ♪

Psst. Hey.

Oh, my God. What do you want?

Uh, can you, like... see what I see?

What? No.

-Wait, can you see what I see?

-No.

-No. No.

-Oh, good.

But, okay, so you can't, like,

hear what I'm feeling or anything?

Did you basically sense me

looking at that barista?

Oh, my God. Were you

just ogling some chick?

No, no, no, no, that's not...

Oh, yeah, I can hear

all your disgusting thoughts...

- Oh, come on.

- ...you perv.

-No, I-I swear... -Relax.

I can only hear

when you're thinking at me.

Your voice just kind of pops

into my head.

Besides, I have better things to do

than police your pervy thoughts.

Okay. Cool.

But who's this barista?

You should ask her out.

♪ We got along... ♪

Don't you tell me what to do.

Oh, come on, be bold.

Go after what you want.

-Uh, there's no way.

I wouldn't have a sh*t.

-Do it! Do it!

-Come on, no.

Do it! -Okay.

Hey. -Hey.

I haven't seen you in a while.

How are you?

You give... terrible advice.

What?

How could it have gone wrong so fast?

You know what?

-Hmm?

Don't even tell me.

I think pizza can fix this.

Well, Big Tonio's is my favorite spot.

-I'm a regular.

-Oh, sounds like

the perfect match for Chicky's Pies.

I'm there every Friday.

You know, it's a good thing

you're not here in person,

'cause I get this

whole meat lover's pie to myself.

Meat lover's, whoa, that is...

that's actually impressive.

Hey, Phil, the usual to go?

Um... actually, I'm gonna,

I'm gonna dine in tonight, I think.

Oh, okay.

Well, thank God you're not a pineapple girl.

Pineapple on a pizza?

That's blasphemy.

You know, I've been thinking about

whatever the hell this is.

How are we talking right now?

And why us?

Don't you think it's kind of special?

Special.

Or... totally insane?

-Come on.

Shouldn't we, like,

take advantage of this?

This is, like, some superpower sh*t.

We could rob a bank.

Or, you know, at least cheat at poker.

Oh, yeah, like,

like a, like a telepathic

Bonnie and Clyde?

I got to admit,

I was a tiny bit jealous of that barista.

Jealous?

What...? Come on.

You couldn't even see her.

-I don't know.

I couldn't help it.

So, um...

who are you?

Oh, okay. So we're doing this now?

Yeah, why not?

Hey, I'll go first.

I'm Phil.

Phil Hayes.

Annie, Annie Mitchell.

Whoa, did we just enter

a whole new level of intimacy?

I think so, yeah. No, definitely, we did.

We should probably get married now.

Have three kids.

Definitely start saving

for college funds.

Okay, so now what?

Um...

Well, now is the part

where I ask you where you're from.

I am from Diamond Falls.

Oh, wow, all right.

That's...

that is, like, hundreds of miles away.

From where?

-Ashford City. -Hmm.

It's nice to meet you...

Annie from Diamond Falls.

Well, not "meet you"

meet you, but you know...

Nice to not meet you, too,

Phil from Ashford.

You know, there is

something kind of romantic

about all of this, right?

Like, I don't really know who you are,

you don't really know who I am,

we're hundreds of miles away

from each other, and yet

here we are, having this

crazy psychic connection.

Hey, promise me you won't look me up.

It'll just ruin this whole

You've Got Mail moment we're having.

Yeah, okay.

I promise, Shopgirl.

Plus, it's actually better you don't know

that I'm a 400-pound guy

living in my parents' basement.

Oh, wow.

Hey, Annie?

Cats or dogs?

Um... cats?

Oh, I'm so glad you said that.

Okay, okay.

-Coffee or tea?

-Uh, coffee.

But only Americanos with one sh*t

and preferably from the...

I'm convinced that being

an only child has made me an introvert.

I have always said the same thing.

-No way. Really? You, too?

-Yeah.

And on Christmas morning,

my grandma used to make

these eggnog pancakes.

And I swear they would get

the whole family drunk.

-I always wanted to hike

the Appalachian Trail, but I do

worry that I'd get dehydrated

and definitely break a toe.

-I think I'd worry more about bears.

I grew up in this town

where you could hear the bells

from this church down

the street, St. Joseph's...

I run into the first room I can see,

and thank God it's actually a bathroom.

No, stop it.

-This is too embarrassing, come on.

-So... so I pull my pants down.

-Yeah?

-And as soon as that happens...

I want you to watch,

watch how he puts the cue

behind his back.

-Oh, yes!

-I told you, you were gonna like this game!

-Ball potted!

Oh, this is the best game in...

One thing I have always wondered:

what it would be like

to live on one of these cargo ships.

-You know, I'm guessing smelly, cold,

wet, bad food?

Want me to keep going?

Okay, all right,

so I am thinking that...

Ooh, I'm thinking a scoop of mint chip?

-Can I get one...

-No, no, no, no, two scoops!

Excuse me, can I get two scoops

of mint chip, please, sir?

Thank you very much.

You win.

You happy?

Yes!

Thank you so much.

Oh, my God!

Reginald was a Dimidian?

That was the best season premiere ever.

Well, actually, that was part two

of the Kalokagathia-One miniseries.

So technically not the season premiere.

But, in any case, that's so much better

than the trash they're

making these days, right?

Oh.

No wonder it's your favorite.

Yeah, and we can

watch all four seasons

and the movie together.

Hey... hey, I have an idea.

Um, let's... talk.

Like, like, talk.

But we are talking.

But, yeah, but I want

to be closer to you.

Maybe... I don't know.

But maybe we can meet in person.

I, um...

It's complicated.

-Look, I'm tired.

-What...?

I'll talk to you tomorrow,

okay? Good night, Phil.

Whoa, hold on, wait, wait, wait.

Annie?

Okay.

Come on.

What the hell?

Annie, you're married?

We never said we were exclusive.

Oh, my God.

Sorry, that was a... bad joke.

-I'm sorry, but...

-Look...

it's-it's-it's, that's such

a huge detail to leave out.

I guess you looked me up after all, huh?

Well, yeah... I'm glad I did now,

'cause when were you

planning on telling me this?

Yes.

I am married.

But I haven't been happy for years.

And to be honest, I feel trapped.

Let's just say...

he's not a great guy.

And then you come along.

It just feels so good

to be listened to again.

I've... I've never met someone

who gets me like you do, Phil.

Me neither.

Annie?

You awake?

Annie?

Hi.

Are you okay?

Wow.

Wow, I didn't know if you could hear me

if I was talking out loud.

That's crazy.

I guess I can hear you as long

as you're thinking of me,

one way or another.

I wish you were here.

I'm here.

Hey, you wonder...?

You ever wonder why...

you're here?

Bees pollinate flowers and...

...worms decompose dead things and...

I can't think of a reason

why I exist.

What's my purpose?

Phil, all of us are here for a reason.

Including you.

Call it fate or whatever,

but nothing's random.

Like this connection we have,

there's got to be a reason for it, right?

It just freaks me out.

I'm not...

not particularly successful.

Like talented or...

...alpha-male hot.

I'm just not special

in any way, you know?

So...

why am I here?

Phil?

Even if we don't totally

understand what the hell

we're doing with our lives, one day,

we'll look back and we'll see

we were following our path.

With the way things are

in my life right now,

if I didn't believe there was

something better out there

for me, like, I don't know,

an escape hatch

to happiness or something,

I couldn't get out of bed in the morning.

Phil, I promise you,

you do have a purpose.

Oh, man, I...

I have to be at work in three hours,

but I just don't want to hang up.

Me neither. I don't want to be alone.

Mm-mm.

Be with me, Phil.

Touch me, Phil.

Oh, Annie.

Annie.

My God, these past few weeks, they've...

They've been the best weeks of my life.

You're like... you're everything

I've ever been looking for.

I have to meet you, like, today.

Phil, I never meant for things to get this far.

We're in too deep.

I need it to stop, Phil.

Annie, no. Annie...

Um, I know you feel this, too, so...

It's too dangerous for me.

This is special. You s... you said so.

It's dangerous.

I-I can't do this anymore.

I'm sorry, Phil, I can't.

Uh, Annie, wait. Just plea...

Annie...

Annie!

Annie?

Oh, God.

Have you seen this garbage trailer

for the new Deadstick 2 movie?

It's like they...

They're-they're not even trying anymore.

Oh, what the hell?

You can't even respond to me

like a, like a human being?!

I get it, dude! You're married!

I'm just trying to be friendly!

You don't have to be such a bitch!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I just miss you.

Come on, no, no.

Hello?

Annie?

Annie?

Hello, Phil?

It's Mrs. King.

Third of the month.

Rent is due.

Yeah. Yeah, I'll get back...

I'll get back to you later.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, I just need to know

that this was real.

That you were real.

Please, just say something...

to me and I will...

I'll leave you alone forever,

just say some...

Please, please, please, please.

So, you have, uh, two cats, huh?

Nope.

You sure? I remember you saying...

saying something

about having two, two cats.

Yeah, I-I definitely didn't.

I'm allergic, so...

I feel like you did.

Um, where did you say

you were from, again?

Uh, here.

Oh, wow, like the, the city proper?

Mm-hmm.

I never meet anyone

who's actually from Ashford.

You know, everyone claims

they're from Ashford,

but they're really from

Beaver Crest or wherever.

You know, Florida's the opposite.

Nobody wants to admit

they're from Florida.

Phil?

Annie?

Oh, my God,

it's so good to hear your voice!

Oh, God, Annie!

Annie, oh, I miss you so much.

Life sucks without you.

Oh, my God, I've been...

Barely been able to get out of bed.

I'm a total wreck,

but-but these last few weeks

without you have got me thinking,

and-and here's the thing, Phil:

I need you.

Let's do it.

-Do what?

-Let's meet, like you said.

Wait. Y-You're serious?

-Yes!

-Wh-What about your husband?

I'm tired of waiting.

I'm ready for my life to begin,

and it, and it can't happen without you.

Oh, my God! That is the best news ever!

Halfway between

where I am and where you are

is exactly in Pilson Bay.

Come meet me, Phil.

Let's meet in the middle.

♪ You were made for me ♪

♪ And nothing more ♪

♪ Guided by your voice ♪

♪ I see the shore ♪

♪ Yeah, the papers can't report ♪

♪ What they don't know ♪

♪ So I'll be all the seasons ♪

♪ Till I'm fall ♪

♪ If you run away... ♪

I can't believe that in

exactly four hours and 12 minutes,

I get to finally see your face.

I feel like I'm in a fever dream,

and I don't ever want to wake up.

Is this actually happening?

It is happening, Annie.

There's a free table

by the end of the bar. -Oh.

Me, too. You face front.

So, what should we do when we get there?

Well, I know

the first thing I'm gonna do.

I am gonna run over to you

and I'm gonna pick you up

in my arms and I'm gonna

give you the biggest kiss

that you've ever gotten

in your whole damn life.

Oh, you want to know

what I'm gonna do first thing?

-Excuse me, is this seat taken?

-Sorry, someone's sitting here.

-What?

-Call the cops

on this random dude

who's all up in my face.

No, I'm-I'm gonna kiss you right back

and never let you go.

-Mm-hmm.

♪ So much it makes you wanna cry now... ♪

Oh, yeah, oh...

Oh, my God, this...

second verse is my favorite!

Oh, yeah, this is so good.

-Oh, so good.

-Okay, I got to confess something.

-Okay.

-I kind of only listen to show tunes.

g*dd*mn it, stop it.

Stop saying that to me.

Why? What? They make me happy.

-Annie, what?

All right, well, my lords,

I'm just gonna have to

do something about that.

I'll help you,

I'll-I'll show you the light.

g*dd*mn, Annie, I just...

I have been searching for you

my whole life and...

Phil? -Yeah?

There's a weird guy staring at me.

Well, tell him to f*ck off. You're mine.

No, he's...

he's making me feel super uneasy.

I'm... mm... I'm gonna move

to another train car.

Oh, are you serious?

Annie, are there other people around?

Oh, my God, he's following me.

He's sit...

Annie. Annie, are you okay?

He's sitting right next to me.

Oh, my God, what a psycho.

Um, okay, try not to worry.

Annie, you're gonna be okay.

Hey, I'm here with you.

But you're not really.

But I'm here with you in your head.

So just go somewhere safe, okay?

The train is stopped.

I'm just... I'm...

I'm gonna get off here, okay?

I'm at the Kingswood Station,

so meet me there.

-Oh, my God, Phil!

-What? What-What-What's going on?

He got off the train, too!

Um... hey, look for people.

-There's nobody here!

-Okay.

Stay calm, stay calm, stay...

Uh, keep moving.

I'm behind this big horse.

Horse? Horse? Where are you?

-He's coming!

-Get out of there!

There's a holiday market.

-Should I make a run for it?

-Yeah, yeah.

Just, uh, we'll do it together.

Are you ready?

Three, two, go! Run! Annie, go!

I'm with you. I'm with you, baby.

Annie, what's happening?

Talk to me.

Holy sh*t. Holy sh*t.

Huh? What? -I did it!

I think I'm safe.

There's, there's lots of people here.

-I... I think I lost him.

-Oh! Thank...

Thank God.

-Oh, my God. Whew!

That was scary.

Talk about an exciting start

to our trip, huh?

-Yeah, you think?

-Should I get you

a Christmas gift while I'm here?

Yeah... -Oh, God.

I'm gonna go back to the...

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

What? What?

-Phil, he's here!

Annie?

Annie! Annie!

Annie?

Annie? Annie?

Is everything all right? You okay?

Yeah... uh, yeah, Kingswood. Kingswood.

Sir?

Kingswood. How long until we

get to the Kingswood Station?

We arrive at 6:15.

Four hours, man,

that's too much time. Um...

Sir? You're going to have to calm down,

or I'll be throwing you off

at the next stop,

and it'll be a lot longer

to Kingswood than that.

Sit down. -Yeah.

I got it.

Hey, hey.

Baby, if you can hear me,

I'm coming to save you.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Excuse you.

Watch it.

Your attention, your attention...

Horse. Horse.

Horse, horse. Um...

Market.

Okay, okay!

Hold on, baby!

Hey, hey! Wait. Please. Wait, please!

Please, please. Wait.

Wait, have you seen this woman?

Have you seen this woman?

Have you seen this woman, please?

Wait, wait, wait!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no!

Phil? -Annie?

Annie? Annie, oh, my God,

you're alive. Are you okay?

Where are you?

-I-I came to...

and it's dark and it smells musty.

Baby, I'm in Kingswood, I've

been looking all over for you.

I have your glasses. Um...

You got to give me something...

Okay, just anything, so I can,

so I can find you... uh, sights

or sounds or-or smells, please.

I think I'm in the woods.

I hear an owl in the distance?

An owl. An owl.

An owl.

Yeah?

Any other houses in this area, man?

You're looking at it.

Yeah? -Can I help you with something, pal?

Yeah, perhaps you can, pal.

You hiding anything back there?

What are you talking about?

-Yeah...

Was there a woman... was there

a woman in this area tonight?

What the hell are you doing

on my porch in the middle of the night?

How about you just answer

my question, assh*le?

You get the hell out of here

or I'm calling the cops.

Call 'em. Call the cops. Call 'em.

Annie, Annie, did the man

who took you have a beard?

Yes! Yes, he did!

And a-a plaid shirt!

m*therf*cker.

Where is she?!

Where is she?!

Where is she?!

I-I'm sorry.

I'm-I'm sorry.

Phil, are you still here?

Yeah.

You got quiet.

Daddy?

Audra, where are you?

Honey, what are you doing?

You know you need to go to bed.

Come on. Come on, let's go.

Annie. Hey, it's me.

Who are you?

Annie. -What are you doing here?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

What did you do to my husband?

-No, no, no, hey, hey, hey, hey.

No, no, no, it's-it's me, it's

Phil. It's Phil from Ashford.

You know, we were gonna meet halfway

in-in Pilson Bay, and then...

Um, and then, uh,

I got off the train and, uh...

and I got your glasses.

-Mom?

You needed me to save your life.

-I'm scared.

Stay away. You stay away!

Stay away from us.

No. No, what-what, hey, please.

-No, don't come any closer. No...

Stay right there! Stay...

-Mom, I'm scared.

No, but you needed me to save...

Annie? Just wait...

-Get away from us.

Run to your room and close the door.

-Mommy...

Please, Annie.

No. Don't come any closer to me.

I just saved your life!

I just saved your life.

-Freeze! Show me your hands.

-What?

-You, sir, hands where I can see them.

-No...

Freeze. -Don't move.

Wh-What is happening?

He broke into my house!

What? -Get on the ground!

No. Just-just wait. Just wait. Hey...

Annie... No! Hey, ow!

You don't understand, she was in danger!

Annie, can you hear me?!

Say something! Please!

I don't know who he

is! I've never seen him before.

He broke into my house

and he att*cked my husband.

Why... why are you saying that?

-Please help me!

He att*cked my husband!

We've been talking for weeks.

No! -Tell them about Pilson Bay.

Annie! Annie!

You want to take this

psychopath down to the station,

or should I?

He's all yours.

You owe me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my... She's right.

My shrink's right, I'm...

I hear voices.

I hear voices.

I...

I traveled halfway across

the country for nobody.

I k*lled a random guy!

I just, just bashed his face in.

I k*lled a guy.

And his daughter, and his poor daughter.

It's just me.

I'm a m*rder*r. Oh, I'm a m*rder*r.

It's all me. It was just me.

Oh, my God!

Oh...

Hello, Phil.

Annie? -Oh, God,

I've been waiting

for this day for a long time.

What?

I told you it was complicated.

What are you talking about?

This was about a

better future for me and Audra.

Thank you so much.

I don't understand. What are you...

What is happening here?

You were my escape hatch, Phil.

You saved us.

Now my life can finally begin,

all because of you.

No. No. No.

Oh, my God, you are a monster.

You... You're... you lied to me!

No, not really.

All I ever did was tell you

what you wanted to hear,

and you were willing to k*ll for it.

I told you, you had a purpose.

Goodbye, Phil.

No, oh, no!

What kind of compromise goes

into connecting with another human being?

Is it meeting in the middle?

Or going all the way

to the end of the line?

Philip Hayes found connection

but only with the darkest part of his soul.

A region of self that he'll inhabit

for the rest of his life.

Here, in The Twilight Zone.