01x02 - Episode 2

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- MR. GONE NARRATES:
Most of us inhabit at least two worlds...

the real world,
where we're at the mercy of

circumstance, and the world
within, the unconscious,

a safe place where we can
escape.

The Maxx shifts between these
worlds...against his will.

Here, homeless, he lives
in a box in an alley.

The only one who really cares
for him is Julie Winters,

a freelance social worker.

But in Pangaea, the other world,
he rules the Outback

and is the protector of Julie,
his Jungle Queen.

- There, he cares for her.

But he always ends up
back in the real world.

And me, old Mr. Gone...

Only I can see that
the secret which unites them

could destroy them.

I could be helpful.

Ah, screw it!

I think I'll have some fun
with them, first.

- MAXX NARRATES:
interesting species of predator

and prey sheltered within the
broad grassy spaces and massed

granite tarns of the Outback.

One of these is
the Outback Slug.

It can leap nearly a quarter
mile straight into the air.

But it has never mastered
the ability...

to land.

- It has no predators.

It is just stupid.

On the other hand,
the Great Northern Crabbit

can land and jump.

But is has a natural enemy...
the Isz.

The Isz can jump and land
and has no predators.

Unless you count...

Me!

- REPORTER: The 12th victim
of the man known as Mr. Gone

and the cops are baffled.

How can we stop this
murdering thug?

How can we...

- JULIE NARRATES: As we walk
back home, my mind wanders

across all the lonely,
misguided people in this

dark city.

Lots of other people could use
my help, but somehow I always

come back to old Maxx.

Geez, the poor guy doesn't
have a clue.

- CREATURE: Oh...

- JULIE: Every time he gets
into trouble...

- MAN IN WINDOW:

- JULIE: He goes into this,
"in another world I was

protecting my Jungle Queen"
crap.

Can't blame the guy, though.

If I was a purple homeless guy,
I guess I'd reduce my social

worker to a bikini-clad jungle
bimbo who needs my help, too.

At least in his dreams,
he's some kind of superhero.

- JULIE: Boy, this city's full
of people who are experts at

avoiding reality...and with
good reason.

- JULIE: I'm not sure any
of us wants to know what goes

on out there at 3:00 a.m.

in some stink-ridden alley.

God-knows-who
doing god-knows-what.

Best not to think about it.

Just push it down and go on.

- JULIE: Maxx thinks I'm
an extremist, but come on.

Guys are saying that sometimes
"No" means "Yes."

- JULIE: And, honestly,
sometimes it does.

But I don't think any guy that's
pulled himself off a crying

woman has been confused for
a second about what she wanted.

- JULIE: Maxx thinks I'm
heartless, too, and maybe I am.

Or maybe I care too much.

But I have my fortress,
warm and dry...far away from

the twisted city below.

- MAXX: They come out of
the ground, pulling me down.

I have to fight back
or be destroyed!

Then I wake up.

As usual, it was all a dream.

- Ally-oop, snooks.

It's almost night.

This is my house, not a hotel.

I got you a coat and hat so you
won't be quite so conspicuous.

Not that being large, purple,
and violent isn't a good

disguise.

- You got any toast?

- JULIE: Somebody once said,
a liberal is a conservative

who's never been mugged.

A few years ago, I wouldn't have
laughed.

But, today, I'm not so sure.

- So, Glorie, where'd you get
the knife?

- From my Pop...for protection.

He says it's dangerous
around here.

- Oh.

So, what do you wanna do while
the jackets dry?

- I dunno.

I feel really existential today,
like Darby O'Gill and the Little

People or something.

Huh?

Hey, Tommy, cut it out, okay!

Just 'cause we're dryin' our
jackets together doesn't mean

you get touching privileges.

Get us some cokes, 'kay?

And cool off.

- Sure, Glorie.

Geez, don't get mad.

- Doof.

Huh?

Who's there?

- MR. GONE NARRATES:
I can feel the machines begin to

leap and belch in my presence.

I can hear the beating of her
heart.

She is like a small,
delicious slug.

I have only to close my hand
to possess her.

- Hi, Honey, I'm home.

- TOMMY: Listen, Glorie,
if you're always going to send

me out to buy cokes and burgers
and stuff, then were goin'

steady.

Yeah, that's what I'll say.

And if we're going steady,
then that means...

Glorie?

Oh, wow.

Oh...

- JULIE: Try not to get into
any fights, okay, Maxx?

- MAXX: Yesterday, that woman
I was trying to save was

attacked.

It said so on the news.

I should do something
about that.

- Spoken like a true fanatic.

A few women who can't take care
of themselves get messed with

and you ride to the rescue.

- Who are you to assume
responsibility for their lives?

- I am the Maxx.

Answer your phone.

- Hello?

- MALE VOICE:

The others cry out for you,
Julie Winters.

Their screams of agony are
the kisses that I place along

your neck.

- That's very interesting.

Tell me more.

Doubtless one of your friends in
the Police Department has tapped

this line.

No matter.

I'm having a servant of mine
place this call.

- Hey, don't I know that guy?

What's he doing with two phones
and why doesn't anyone else

notice he's only a foot
and a half high?

- MAXX:

He's one of those underground
things from my dream...only black

and faster.

Rats, too narrow.

But it's slowing him down, too.

Maybe enough for me to cut
around and nab him.

Now, easy...

- Crap, didn't know they
could jump.

Gotcha!

Now what do I do with him?

- Don't jump at me,
you little...

Gone!

Damn!

But if he can bite through
steel, why is he running away

from...
Crap!

- Greetings, Br'er Lappin.

Who the hell are you?

- Amazing.

You really don't remember any
of it...not the girl or the Isz

or the blood lust...

or me!

- Then it wasn't all a dream.

Unless I'm dreaming now.

- Too bad.

I normally hate k*lling
amnesiacs.

- Oh, god...

Now I remember.

It was all coming back to me.

I can feel the hot sun on my
back skin and the grasses under

my toes.

Those little creatures were Isz,
but twisted and changed by being

moved to this world.

- True enough.

Too bad you'll be eaten before
you have the chance to mutter

this to anyone.

- Damn, still talking out loud.

- MAN: Safe home, dear friends,
and come again, to behold the

mysteries of MTV's "Oddities."