01x07 - Episode 7

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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: Huh.

The sounds in my head have
started again.

Good.

It helps me think.

Focus.

My claws still feel wet.

Interesting.

- Someone coming.

Someone dangerous.

I can smell the sweating leather
and peppermint.

Out here everything's vile
and filled with hatred,

like an infected boil.

But I can hide.

I'm good at that.

I recognize him...Ret'qark'n,
one of the Mountain People,

God Clan.

Really mean.

I can hear the empty wind
punishing the grass.

- Somewhere a bird
is screaming.

Being near death always affects
me...it makes my senses sharper.

Unfortunately Ret'qark'n
always has luck on his side...

luck and clumsiness.

Yikes!

They say Ret-qark'n's club
is made from the petrified heart

of an Air Whale and if anyone
is smashed to jelly by it,

he awakes in Paradise,
awash in oil and sweet milk,

being serviced by beautiful
sl*ves.

But then again, maybe not.

Limitless pleasure is highly
overrated.

There it is.

All I have to do now
is reach it.

Run!

Run!

Run!

And leap!

I hurl through the air,
my claws snapping the guarding

bars like rotten crickets.

And I'm...in.

- MR. GONE: A bit more to
the left.

- More.

- More. There.

Now down.

Further.

Ah...

Perfect.

That's his accursed claw,
the one that almost...

Now I want to see his other claw
to brood over him as he sleeps.

Just as he brooded over me
as I lay helpless, powerless,

before his bestial wrath.

Bring the scutter up.

Not down, you idiot!

Up! Up!

- That's better.

Now I can think.

Now I can plan.

- MAXX:

- Hey, Maxx, wake up.

It's the same every Saturday
morning.

You curl up watching cartoons
and fall asleep.

I can't sleep at night.

I'm not gonna stand around
and watch you sleep all day.

Oh, the Crappon in a Hat.

Must be the stupidest cartoon
ever made.

I mean, the Crappon in a Hat
teams up with Jean Paul Sartre

to fight nausea.

It sounds like a losing battle
to me.

Cartoons today
are so pretentious.

- MR. GONE: I could put an end
to this silly little dalliance

right now.

Not that I would, of course.

I just don't operate that way.

Will you cut that out!

Everybody knows Iszes don't have
eyeballs.

- CREATURE:

- MAXX:

- Okay, big guy, you sleep.

It's not like some wacky cartoon
is gonna infect your brain

or something.

I'll make us some cocoa.

Just don't fall in, okay?

That's all I need is for you
to turn into some kind of stupid

cartoon character...

Kinda stupid cartoon
character...

- Hello, Hello.

Yes, hello to me
And hello to you

I am the Crappon
And I live the zoo

And it's such a friendly
Old zoo

And such fun
You will enjoy it

Yes, you will, everyone
Maybe two will enjoy it

Maybe three
Even four

So, come visit my zoo
And fun for all

Or if you prefer
to curl up in a dumpster

festooned with old garbage
I won't say

You can't, Sir
But just lean back

Relax
In that smelly old bin

And enjoy our show.

- What am I doing here?

I was just at Julie's
I'm sure that I was

And why am I sure
That I was

Just because
What has happened to me?

I'll all mottled
And tattered

I've been outlined
And blue lined

Yes, that's what's
The matter.

- CRAPPON: And do you know
What's worse, Maxx?

Your face
It's a disgrace

- Who said that?

What do you mean
About my face?

- CRAPPON: Your face
Is disgraceful

Because it's misplaced.

- My face, it's right here
It is under this mask.

- Don't be totally sure
That is all that I ask.

- Say, could you be a fish
In a bowl made of glass?

- Yep, that's the flock
Now I say you should run.

- Pretty wise, pretty wise
But who are these guys, Son?

- They're your fear
They're your terror

And they live in a cave
In the pit of your psyche

And all are named Dave.

- All named Dave?

All named Dave?

What do they want with me?

- Rip off that mask
So your face all can see.

- My face?

No, they can't
They can't do that to me.

- I'm afraid that they can
I'm a guy who should know

You see, I'm the Crappon
And this is my show.

And I know what you've got
'neath that mask,

I just know.

- That's not so
That's not so

I thought you were animated.

- Each line that defines us
Is carefully weighted

I'm just as real
As you are

Maybe realer.

- This is just a mad tale
And you are the mad tailor.

I am the Maxx
I cannot be held.

- Such minor rebellions
Are easily quelled

But I want to decipher
What's under your mask

Do you want to know?

Well, do you?

Just ask.

- Friend fish
They are trying

To tear off my mask
To show me the thing

That I'm frightened to ask.

- Well, you're all alone now
Your missions forgot

Only one can remember
And you, it is not

For your mask
It is the face

Of a man with no head
Your mask, it is evil

Your fish, it is dead.

- My mask is not evil
It's a clever disguise

I chose it to hide
From the pryingest eyes

So I could do good
And my fish is not dead

My fish is alive
This is not in my head

Eeks, my fears have returned
It is time that I hoof

And I should face my face
It is time that I looked

But my face isn't human
That, I am sure

It is the most awful
Horrible

Thing to occur
Is it covered by scales?

Is it covered by fur?

It could be a bear's head
Or maybe an owl

It could look like fish eggs
Laid on with a trowel

Something grotesque
Something terribly foul

Like the fins of a shark
Wrapped in somebody's bowel.

- This is getting quite deep
And I'm starting to fear

I'll be drowned in an ocean
Of diet root beer

Diet root beer?

Yes, that's what it seemed.

- I flashed back to my dumpster
So this all was a dream

No, I guess not
For these guys are still here

Still ripping and tripping me
And what I fear

Is that if these guys k*ll me
And make me roll over

I'll be just as dead
Back on Julie's old sofa

To be first in the soil
Which erupts in a coil

Of trees, vines and grasses
All brought to a boil

Wait, it's different somehow
'Cause this land isn't mine

And my brain has been freed
I'm not thinking any...

poetry stuff.

- You shouldn't be here.

This is too private a place.

- Who are you, little girl?

- The part of the Jungle Queen
that can't grow up, kind of

developmentally stunted.

- Why do I look like an Eagles'
album cover?

- You're dead.

- Well, I figured.

But if I'm supposed to protect
the Jungle Queen, why shouldn't

I protect you, too?

- This is a Holy place.

Even I don't come here.

Go away.

Now go back the way you came.

You dragged us both into
the dimension.

- Now what were you saying?

- About what?

- MAXX: And then I woke up.

- JULIE: Hey, Maxx, I think
you OD'd.

- MAXX: Too many cartoons
and Pez, I guess.

Funny, but I keep seeing
that doll she made of

Mr. Gone...beheaded.

That must mean something.

The things that could be
under my mask.

- Look, Maxx, that freak
nearly k*lled us and just

because you imagine you have
a rabbit's head in the Outback,

it's certainly no reason
to fear you might actually

have one here.

It's so classic, Maxx.

You see yourself as some jungle
avenger because in your real

life, you're powerless
and I can't blame you.

We all need some place to go
away to, some place we can be

who we should have been,
instead of who we are,

some safe place where
we can escape reality, hide.

I know there are things to
hide from.

- MAXX: My mask, I can feel
it crawling.

- JULIE: Shhh...

- MAXX: Please, make it stop.

- JULIE: Just rest now.

It's okay. It's okay.

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

mysteries of MTV's "Oddities."