01x10 - Lost Hearts

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I'm not gonna hurt you.

You just k*lled that man.

I just saved your life, again.

And I'm trying to save yours.

From whom?

From Morpheus.

Who's Morpheus?

Uh, Jeddy, can you give us a minute?

You're one of the missing Nightmares.

And you are the vortex.

If you know that,

then you know Morpheus is watching me.

You think he's watching you

so he can protect you?

He's watching you

because the minute you fall asleep

and start bringing the walls down

between people's dreams,

he's gonna k*ll you.

But if someone protected you,

kept him from k*lling you,

well, then you'd become

the center of the Dreaming.

He'd be powerless and I would be free.

Ah. Good Doctor.

Fifteen minutes till

our guest speaker's keynote address.

Uh, how did it go with Philip Sitz?

It went well.

You were missed.

- Did you find the boy?

- I did.

We talked.

He saw some grown-up things downstairs

that he didn't understand,

but I explained it to him.

He won't be a problem?

Nothing I can't handle.

I'll see you downstairs.

So, I'm gonna go downstairs for an hour.

Will you wait for me?

No. I'm taking Jed. We're going home.

Okay.

Yeah, you can go if you want,

but obviously it's not safe for you

to be wandering around the hotel.

And if you leave the hotel,

Dream's Raven will find you.

I'll tell you what.

This is your room.

You can have both keys.

I'll come back in an hour.

I'll knock.

If you want, you can let me in.

But if not, I'll go away.

Lock the door when I leave,

because you never know.

Our guest of honor's presence

here tonight is proof,

at least to me,

that dreams do come true.

He is a legend in his own lifetime,

an inspiration to us all,

one of the first and one of the best.

Gentlemen. Ladies.

The Corinthian.

I don't usually speak in public,

but the opportunity

to talk to so many people

who share the same passion,

the same dream,

well, it was just too good to pass up.

Because you are special people.

Very special people.

We are the American dreamers

driving down the holy road

of true knowledge

that's paved with blood and gold.

And across the length

and breadth of this fair country,

we are k*lling people.

We don't do it to make a living,

we don't do it for revenge.

We do not m*rder for profit.

We k*ll to k*ll.

We are entrepreneurs

in an expanding field.

But no one sees us

except for one weekend a year.

Well, I see you.

I see you for who you truly are.

And I want you to see it, too.

So just do me a favor.

Close your eyes.

And see yourselves as I do.

We are gladiators.

Conquerors.

We are explorers

truth seekers.

We are swashbucklers.

We are hunters.

Soldiers of fortune.

And kings of the night.

Jeddy, we have to go.

You disappoint me, Corinthian.

You and these humans

you've inspired and created

disappoint me.

I've done my best to be what you made me.

No, you've done your worst,

which was in so many ways

what I had hoped.

You were my masterpiece.

A dark mirror made to reflect

everything humanity will not confront.

That's what I am.

That's what I've done.

No. Look at you,

walking this Earth for over a century

infecting others with your joy of death,

but what have you given them?

What have you wrought? Nothing.

Just something else

for people to be afraid of. That is all.

So what now?

You send me back into their dreams?

'Cause I won't go willingly.

And Kn*fe against a dream?

You don't think dreams can die?

- Let's find out.

- Enough.

How?

I've got

Rose Walker getting stronger

every second while you get weaker

She's taking your place

at the center of the Dreaming.

She's bringing the walls down

between the sleepers' minds

and now they're all dreaming

the same dream.

A dream that I inspired.

- No.

- It's already happening.

There's nothing you can do.

She's asleep and dreaming.

Then she's not beyond my reach.

Oh, I think she is.

Now that she knows

you're planning to k*ll her.

Jed, run!

You need to wake up.

Don't listen to him, Rosebud.

You're the one with power now,

not him. This is your dream.

It's his dream, for your world.

Then let's make it yours.

Whatever you want, Rose. A blank canvas.

Where's Jed?

Jed's fine.

He's upstairs, asleep.

He's right next to you.

This dream is yours now.

The Dreaming is yours now.

The Dreaming is yours.

Is that what he told you?

He told me you were gonna k*ll me.

Did he tell you why?

When a vortex brings down

the walls between dreams,

she creates a single volatile dream

that will collapse in upon itself,

and take the waking world with it.

Your world.

Everything and everyone will die.

- Don't believe him, Rosie.

- It's happened before.

I failed in my duty,

an entire universe was lost.

He can't k*ll you

if you k*ll him first.

k*lling me may save your life,

but it won't save the lives

of those you love.

- I'm trying to keep you alive here.

- I'm trying to keep your world alive.

- You have to choose one of us, Rose.

- Enough!

If I'm as powerful as you say I am,

then I will find my own way.

In the meantime, the walls go back up.

Because I'm not dreaming anymore.

Thanks to you two, I'm wide awake.

If you think I'm going

back to the Dreaming with you

You're not going back.

I brought you into this world

to serve humanity. Not to feed upon it.

Do you know why I do it?

So I can taste what it's like to be human.

And you don't care about humanity.

You only care about yourself

and your realm and your rules.

I contain the entire

collective unconscious.

Without my rules, it would consume me.

Humanity would be consumed.

Or you might actually feel something.

I am not the problem, Dream.

You're right.

This was my fault. Not yours.

I had so much hope for you.

But I created you poorly then.

So I must uncreate you now.

I am only sorry I won't be here

to see Rose Walker do the same to you.

Next time I make you,

you will not be so flawed

and petty, little Dream.

And you

who call yourselves "collectors,"

until now, you have sustained fantasies

in which you are the victims,

comforting daydreams

in which you are always right.

But no more.

The dream is over.

I have taken it away.

For this is my judgment upon you,

that you shall know

from this moment on

exactly how craven and selfish

and monstrous you are.

That you shall feel the pain

of those you have slaughtered.

Hello, 9-1-1?

I'm calling to confess to a crime.

And the grief of those

that mourn them still,

and you shall carry

that pain and grief and guilt

with you until the end of time.

You want me to follow her?

No. When she is awake,

she is not a thr*at.

Tonight when she sleeps, I will find her.

And we will end this.

Can I ask a question?

Is Mom still sick, or

I'm sorry, Jeddy.

She

She passed away a few months ago.

You have to know though,

she never stopped trying to get you back.

Dad just didn't wanna let you go.

So, it's just you and me now?

No. No, actually.

We have a great-grandmother

who can't wait to meet you.

And my best friend Lyta,

who lives upstairs.

She's calling you.

Hey! Guess who's in the car with me?

I don't want you to panic.

I'm at the hospital.

What?

The baby's coming. I'm in labor.

Oh, my God!

Is that Rose?

And Barbie and Ken and Hal are here.

We're taking good care of her, Rose.

- Chantal and Zelda are on the way.

- So are we, I promise.

Don't rush. Drive safely.

See you soon.

How is she? Is she okay?

I am sure she's fine,

but we are not family

so they're not telling us anything.

So, did you know she was pregnant?

Of course she knew.

You did know, didn't you?

Everyone, this is Jed.

- Jed! Hi.

- Hey, Jed!

Is that a real spider?

It used to be.

We have a vast collection

of arachnid taxidermy.

If you'd like to see?

Hey, Rose.

Uh, so she's still only three centimeters.

The doctor's with her now.

Oh, that, um, nurse told you that?

Yeah. Yeah. She's really nice.

Yeah, she looks really nice.

Uh, where's Gilbert?

He left a note saying he had to go home.

I thought he was with you guys.

Uh, no.

Well, is there anyone

we should call? Lyta's family?

Or the baby's daddy, whoever it is.

You don't have to tell us.

Who is he?

It's too late to call anyone right now.

Although

Unity?

Good morning, darling.

I woke you up. I'm sorry.

Oh, Rose, the one thing I do not

need more of in my life is sleep.

Did you find Jed?

I did. He's safe.

But may I ask a favor?

Of course, darling. Anything!

If something were to

happen to me, hypothetically

Nothing's going to happen to you.

If something did

If I went to sleep tonight

and didn't wake up,

would Jed be able to come live with you?

I was going to suggest that you

and Jed both come and live with me.

You were?

Oh, Rose.

I often wonder what my life would have

been like had I not slept through it.

Would I have had a family,

and what must that be like?

Once you and Jed get here,

I won't have to wonder anymore.

You really are amazing. Do you know that?

It runs in the family.

Get some sleep.

I'm sorry I woke you. Sweet dreams.

Goodbye, love.

You okay?

Zelda has a reassuring moral homily

concerning God and difficult times,

and a variable number

of footprints in the sand.

She told it to me once

and it cheered me up remarkably.

Shall I ask if

Excuse me. Are you Rose?

I'm sorry to put this on you right now.

Don't be.

I'm just afraid that tonight,

when I fall asleep

Dream's gonna k*ll me.

He's not.

He said if he doesn't k*ll me

that the whole world will die.

Everyone.

Listen to me.

If this is true,

if you have the power

to destroy the world,

then you have the power to destroy him.

I don't want to destroy him.

I don't want any of this.

I'm afraid to fall asleep.

I'm afraid to wake up.

He should be afraid.

When you go to sleep tonight,

you have to find him and end this.

It's up to you, Rose.

You're in charge now. You're the vortex.

There is a vortex,

a true annulet,

a mortal with a dreaming ability

so powerful she can travel

through the dreams of others.

Be careful not to lose yourself in them.

Find your own path.

You think he's watching you

so he can protect you?

The minute you fall asleep

and start bringing the walls down

between people's dreams

You have the power to destroy him.

He's gonna k*ll you.

- You're the vortex.

- Rose!

Wherever we go, whatever we do ♪

We're gonna go through it together ♪

We may not go far ♪

But sure as a star ♪

Wherever we are, it's together ♪

Wherever I go, I know he goes ♪

Wherever I go, I know she goes ♪

- No fits ♪

- No fights ♪

- No feuds ♪

- And no egos ♪

Amigos ♪

Together ♪

And this is the story he told.

It was a dark and stormy night.

And the skipper said to the mate,

"Mate, tell me a story."

And this is the story he told.

It was a dark and stormy night.

And the skipper said to the mate,

"Mate, tell me a story."

And this is the story he told.

It was a dark and stormy night.

And the skipper said to the mate,

- "Mate, tell me a story."

- Chantal?

- And this is the story he told.

- It's me. Rose.

It was a dark and stormy night.

And the skipper said to the mate,

- "Mate, tell me a story."

- Here, let me.

And this is the story he told.

It was a dark and stormy night.

And the skipper said to the mate,

"Mate, tell me a story."

And this is the story he told.

- It was a da

- In September of the year 1811,

a post chaise drew up

before the door of Aswarby Hall

in the heart of Lincolnshire.

The little boy, who jumped out

as soon as it had stopped,

looked around him.

Caution, Princess Barbara,

I scent strangeness in the air.

What manner of they, Martin Tenbones?

The Cuckoo? The Hieromancer?

Colonel Knowledge?

None of those.

Something is happening, my princess. Look.

Ken?

What are you doing at

the Place of Lost Carnadine?

Oh, sh*t.

Oh, my God.

Come, Martin Tenbones. We must away.

What are you all doing here?

Babe. Th-This is not what it looks like.

Uh, I mean

Oh, dear.

Oh, my God.

What's happening?

It's me. I'm sorry. But it's just a dream.

You just have to wake up. Right now.

- Rose!

- Rose, please!

Rose!

Rose, why are you doing this?

I can't stop it. You have to wake up.

Please, I'm begging you.

It was a dark and stormy night

A post chaise

"Tell me a story."

Zelda!

Rose!

- Hal!

- I found you!

- Hal, hold on.

- Don't let go!

Hal!

Rose, I'll save you!

No, Jed, stay back.

- I'll save you!

- No!

- Rose! Rose!

- Jed!

- Rose!

- Jed!

Jed!

Jed!

You've caused a great deal of damage.

Nothing that I cannot repair,

at least at this stage.

What happened to Jed? To my friends?

They're asleep in their bed,

but they're not safe. No one is.

Not until the vortex is dead.

May I help you?

Oh, yes, please. I-I'm looking for a book.

We have every book ever written,

as well as those yet unwritten.

I'm looking for the story of my life,

had things turned out differently.

I have detailed accounts

of sleepers' dreams.

No. No, thank you. I've had

more than my fair share of dreams.

I want to read about my unlived life.

I'm not entirely sure

we have those volumes.

If you have every book ever written,

and every book that ever will be written,

it must be around here somewhere.

Oh, there I am.

You're Unity Kincaid?

Rose Walker is your great-granddaughter?

Yes.

How do you know Rose?

Death is not always such a bad thing.

You could stay here if you like.

My raven was once a mortal.

Wait! Sir!

Gilbert? What are you doing here?

This is Fiddler's Green.

You? You're a Dream?

I am.

I, I left my post here

to experience life as a human being.

A life which I humbly offer

in exchange for yours.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

For the Dreaming

and the waking world to live,

the vortex must die.

Then what's the point of a vortex?

Why do we even exist?

Honestly

I have a theory.

When a human is at

the center of the Dreaming,

is it not to remind us

that we exist because humans dream,

not the other way around?

The miracle of humanity itself

should always be more vivid to us

than any marvels of power.

I cannot find it in my heart

to punish you for leaving Fiddler's Green.

But it is time you took up

your appointed position once more.

It would be my honor, sir.

It was never my intention

to abandon my role.

What was your role? Who were you?

Oh, my dear, Fiddler's Green

is not a "who," it is a where.

I was not a person. I was a place.

And, after your death,

if you stay in the Dreaming, visit me.

Walk in my meadows and my green glades.

Rest beneath my trees.

Farewell, Rose Walker.

It was a privilege being human with you.

I do not wish to take your life.

But we all have responsibilities

and this is one of mine.

I am sorry.

Just do it.

Whatever it takes

to save my brother and my friends.

I'm ready.

My lord, stop.

Unity?

This is Unity Kincaid.

I am Rose's great-grandmother.

And according to this book,

I was meant to be the vortex of this age.

But because you were imprisoned

and locked out of the Dreaming,

that fate was handed down

to my descendants.

I don't understand.

You're not very bright, are you?

Come here, Rose.

I want you to reach down inside yourself

and give me whatever it is

that makes you the vortex.

But h-how?

You're dreaming, darling.

Anything is possible.

This?

Oh, thank you, Rose, love.

I'm the vortex now, Dream King,

as I should have been long ago.

So, leave my great-granddaughter alone.

Unity?

What happened?

You d*ed. So that Rose might live.

I'm so sorry.

No, don't be. I'm not.

I was meant to have d*ed

a long time ago, Rose.

But if I had,

I would never have met my golden-eyed man

and we would never have

had our beautiful baby girl,

and you would not have been born.

Wait, the father of your child

had golden eyes?

I've never seen anything like them.

I have.

Goodbye, Rose, darling.

Mr. Holdaway will see to it

that you and Jed have everything you need.

You and your brother

are children of the Endless.

You have suffered enough.

You may leave this place.

Goodbye, Rose.

He's really strong.

He won't let go of my finger.

He's perfect.

We're gonna do this together, right?

We already are. Right, little man?

I'm your Auntie Rose.

And this is your cousin, Jed.

Hello, little baby.

Have you decided on a name?

I thought about

naming him after Hector, but

there is only one Hector for me.

And this baby deserves his own name.

You ever notice how people

only ever use your name

when you're in trouble?

Rose?

That's true, actually.

See? So, as long as you don't have a name,

you can't get in any trouble.

My turn.

Prepare yourself. He's pretty cute.

Oh, we are ready.

It's one at a time.

Wha Oh, come on. Babe!

Baby, it was just a dream.

How are they doing?

Great.

The hospital's releasing them tonight

and then we'll fly home tomorrow.

Oh, so soon?

To New Brunswick.

How far is that from New York?

Mm, less than an hour. Why?

I don't know, I had this dream last night

and now I'm thinking,

what if I sell the house and move back?

We'll buy the house.

Desire.

I stand in my gallery

and I hold your sigil.

Talk to me.

Why, sweet Dream. This is a surprise.

- Almost an event, I might say.

- Good.

I'm coming through.

You are?

But of course.

You know you're always

welcome in my chambers.

Lovely to see you.

Can I get you anything you desire?

I desire nothing from you,

save some answers.

Ooh, is this a test?

Unity Kincaid should've

been the vortex of this era.

But someone took advantage

of my imprisonment

and fathered a child with her,

knowing full well

that it would become the vortex,

and I would be forced to k*ll it.

Was I really that obvious?

No.

You covered your tracks remarkably well.

Well, that's high praise coming from you.

What did you truly intend?

That I should spill family blood?

With all that would entail?

This time it almost worked.

My sibling.

We of the Endless are the servants

of the living, not their masters.

We exist only because they know

deep in their hearts that we exist.

We do not manipulate them.

If anything, they manipulate us.

And you and Despair,

and even poor Delirium

would do well to remember that.

Mess with me or mine again

and I shall forget you are family.

Do you believe yourself

strong enough to stand against me?

Against Death?

Against Destiny?

No.

Remember that next time you're

inspired to interfere in my affairs.

Oh, poor Dream.

I really got under your skin

this time, didn't I?

Next time, I'll draw blood.

My lord.

Sorry to disturb you

when you're working, but

Is something wrong?

No, it's something lovely, actually.

A new book appeared in the library

this morning written by Rose Walker.

And how is it?

You may take issue with the depiction

of the king in the story, but

I loved it.

She is a daughter of the Endless

with quite a story to tell.

Rosie, send it.

It's really good.

Come eat. Dinner's here. Let's go.

Are you making new Nightmares

to replace Gault and the Corinthian?

The world does not need

a new Corinthian quite yet.

In fact

will you keep this somewhere safe for me?

I am finishing a Dream.

I'll leave you to it, then.

Lucienne.

Do you not wish to say hello?

You look gorgeous, Gault.

Thank you, Lucienne.

May I ask what made you

change your mind about me, sir?

I had no right returning here

after over a century

expecting everything

to be just as I left it.

Lucienne tried to tell me that.

So did you.

But now I'm listening.

Or trying to.

New Dreams.

New Nightmares.

A new age.

Thank you, sir.

I might be here awhile.

Would you mind

taking care of things while I work?

With pleasure, sir.

Your Majesty.

Shall I ring for your attendants

to help you dress?

There are several demon battles

scheduled for your entertainment.

I can think of nothing I'd enjoy less.

In which case

Lord Azazel would like a word.

Except that.

Then I will

be brief, Your Majesty.

Azazel, how like you

to arrive without an invitation.

I come at the bidding of

the assembled Lords of Hell.

You've stopped fighting each other

long enough to assemble?

We have, against your enemy,

our enemy, Dream of the Endless.

The armies of Hell are yours to command,

should you wish to strike.

You wish to inv*de the Dreaming?

If you command it.

And then perhaps the waking world?

And one day, even the Silver City.

Precisely.

Since none of us may leave Hell,

we may as well expand its borders

until Hell is all there is.

You have given us

much to think about, Azazel.

I would ask

you do more than think.

The generals demand action.

Do they?

Then I shall act. You may tell them.

Excellent.

Good day, Your Majesty.

He is not to be trusted.

No, but he's not wrong.

Then, may I ask, what are you going to do?

Something that I have never done before.

Something that will

make God absolutely livid

and bring Morpheus to his knees.

Lucifer! Lucifer!

Lucifer! Lucifer!

Lucifer! Lucifer!

Lucifer! Lucifer!