01x01 - He's in Refrigerators

[bunniefuu]

[in Japanese] I
love you so much.

- [grunts]
- [person whimpering]

- [shrieks] Stop! Stop!
- I love you!

- I love you!
- [person] Please don't!

- [person 2] We have to stop him!
- [people clamoring]

[person 2] #17! Sleep!

Is he breathing?

[grunting]

Can you hear me?

[person 3] It will be fine.

No one will know.

[airplane passing overhead]

[announcer] Flight 405 to Hokkaido
will be departing in 30 minutes.

[person, in English] Mrs. Sakamoto.
I'm afraid we have bad news.

[Mrs. Sakamoto screams]

[sobbing, screaming]

[person] Suzie-san.

Please answer the
lady's question.

Oh, uh...

[person] Use your device.

[in Japanese] Sorry about her.

[device, in English] I was asking
about your husband and son.

What they were
wearing on the flight.

If they had any carry-on items?

- My son, Zen, had a backpack.
- [crisis manager, in Japanese] What color?

[in English] Blue. Light blue.

[in Japanese] And your husband?

[mumbles, in English]
I don't know. Uh...

Maybe sweatpants?

What's the point of this
anyway? You have DNA.

Isn't that enough to figure out
whose charred body is whose?

Suzie-san. You heard them.

They're still looking
for survivors.

[in Japanese] We are
exploring all angles.

On Sunday, my son was wearing
a white long-sleeved polo,

and deep burgundy
trousers with a wide leg.

Is that correct, Mrs. Sakamoto?

[in English] Yeah,
actually it is.

How did you know that?

After you dropped them
off, Masa called me.

Such a good boy. [chuckles]

I would've remembered
eventually.

[in Japanese] And on his feet?

[in English] His feet?

[in Japanese] For identification. Shoes
are quite resilient in the face of trauma.

[in English] You know
I always say that?

You can't keep a good shoe down.

[in Japanese] You'll have to rely on my
daughter-in-law's memory, I'm afraid.

Masa's feet were
out of frame for me.

Well, I guess you'll
remember eventually.

Was your family
traveling with a homebot?

They don't have one.

[in English] I hate 'em.
A robot k*lled my mother.

- [in Japanese] Really?
- [in English] More or less.

[mother-in-law, in Japanese]
She's being dramatic.

It was a self-driving car.

Deemed user error.

[in English] It's still
translating, Noriko.

[in Japanese] But doesn't
your husband work at ImaTech?

[in English] He's
in refrigerators.

[in Japanese] I just
got the new Mr. Frigid.

Did he work on that?

[in English] I don't know.

Do you know what your
husband does all day?

[in Japanese] My
husband makes furniture.

He is in prison.

[in English] Well, I think I have a
pretty good idea of what he's wearing,

if you wanna know.

I'm gonna get another cookie.

[sighs, chuckles]

[in Japanese] I'm so sorry.

I think she's been
self-medicating.

[homebot] Are you
still working on that?

[in English] Suck a d*ck.

[people chattering, in Japanese]

[shouting]

- It's about to begin.
- What is?

The hotel is generously offering
a rui-katsu for the families.

You know I don't
know what that means.

Tear-seeking ceremony.
It's supposed to help.

We could use it. Let's go.
I wanna get a good seat.

[in Japanese] It is said...

[participants sniffling]

a single drop of tear can
relieve a year of stress.

You are all well on your way.

[in English] What
is happening here?

[leader continues in Japanese]

[in English] The Handsome Man makes
us cry and then wipes away our tears.

- What?
- [shushes]

[Handsome Man, in Japanese]
And so, I invite you

to call your loved ones
who were on Flight 405.

[crowd murmurs]

But their devices are dead.
It will go to voice message.

Precisely. That is the point.

To hear their voices.

To connect to your pain.

Who wants to go first?

[in English] This is
like t*rture porn.

[in Japanese] Call Izumi.

[device] It's Izumi.
Please leave a message.

[sobbing]

Call Maki.

[device] Hello. It's Ryota.
Please leave a message.

[participants sobbing]

[in English] Actually, I... I cried
on the way over here. So I'm good.

[in Japanese] To
cry alone is sad.

[sniffing]

Here, you don't have to
feel different or afraid.

Wouldn't you like to hear...

your...

Her husband and son.

Oh, dear.

When did you last see them?

Hear those voices?

So familiar. So comforting.

[in English] No. I
don't wanna do this.

[sniffling]

Yellow.

[sighs]

Call Masa.

[sniffles]

[device] Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

[Noriko] But why would the others
go to message and his just rings?

[gasps] Unless... Do you
think it means good news?

That's not what it means.

You do not know. You do
not understand technology.

She said there could
still be survivors.

Oh, my God. Because
she was being polite.

- [speaking Japanese]
- [Suzie, in English] What's with that guy?

[chuckles]

- [speaks Japanese]
- [Noriko whispers, in English] Come.

Yakuza.

In tragedy, they scurry out
like c*ck to help.

But they always want
something in return.

Best not to ask.

Sad, really.

In my day, they'd at least
hand out rice crackers.

But they've gone downhill.

[gasps]

Don't eat that junk.

[anchor, in Japanese] The rescue
operation for Flight 405 is still ongoing.

Meanwhile, services for Councilor
Ito will be held tomorrow

after the councilor suffered a fatal
fall inside his home only a few days ago.

[shopper] A tragedy.

[sighs]

[in English] Can I help you?

Please do not be frightened.

I work with your husband.

{\an8}[in Japanese] Yuki Tanaka.

[in English] We are all
sorry about your sadness.

I have brought a gift.

{\an8}[grunts, breathing heavily]

{\an8}It is nothing. Insignificant.

You're so kind to think of me.

Please, don't be shy.

[Yuki breathes heavily]

- [Yuki] Top-of-the-line.
- [Suzie sighs]

Hajimemashite,
Suzie-san. I'm Sunny.

I'm so happy to
finally meet you.

- Bring it in.
- Okay.

Uh. I'm a hugger,
but we'll get there.

Don't hold your breath.

I can't! I don't breathe!

[laughing]

Classic Masa-san, no?

Wait. What...
What's classic Masa?

[Yuki] That sense of humor.

He worked so hard to make
this new model jovial.

Sorry. I'm... I'm
confused. Um...

Masa works in refrigerators.

[Yuki chuckles] I get it.

You are also laugh
riot. [laughing]

Oh.

[gasps]

Uh, fridge and freezer division
moved to Myanmar twelve years ago.

[breathing heavily]

I need to, um... [pants]

[Yuki] See, we programmed Sunny
special for you, Suzie-san.

Based on what we know from
Masa about your preferences.

That you hate bananas...

No bananas will
enter these halls.

[Yuki] That you love to run.

That it's been difficult for you
to make friends here in Japan.

It's because I'm dyslexic.
Did he tell you that?

That languages are hard for me?

[stammers] No.

I am sorry for your disability.

You're very brave.

[Sunny sighing]

Still, our research shows that
robots can be of great comfort

for people in need
of companionship.

- I'm fine.
- Think of Sunny as a pet.

I don't want a pet.
I don't want a robot.

- I hate robots!
- May I ask why?

- Because they're creepy.
- Oh.

But robots are expressions
of their creators.

Sunny was created by your husband.
You do not find Masa creepy?

Not till now.

[Yuki] I hope that is
not true, Suzie-san.

The Masa I know is a good man.

And I believe he would take
comfort in knowing you have Sunny.

Please.

Masa would take great comfort...

Okay, fine!

I'll keep it. Just tell
me how to turn it off.

[sighs] Simply say,

"Sunny, sleep."

It didn't work. Is it
broken? It's broken.

Sunny belongs to you, Suzie-san.

Only you can control.

Best of luck.

[in Japanese] You
are in my thoughts.

[Suzie sighs]

- [gasps]
- So, shall we get to know...

Sunny, sleep.

[sighs]

Off you go.

OFFICE HOLIDAY PARTY

[sighs]

[Zen] Mama, look.

Call Masa.

[device] Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

[breathes shakily]

[Suzie] Where the f*ck are you?

[sobbing]

Oh, geez! f*cking Christ.

Seemed like you
could use a drink.

And apparently I
can read a room.

You don't buy that whole wine
before liquor thing, do you?

I put you in the closet.

How did... How'd you get out?

Uh. I'm not sure, Suzie.

But if it upsets you, I
will try not to do it again.

I was programmed
to adapt to you.

Did you really know my husband?

My first memory is meeting you.

And I'm dying to get to know
you better! What are you into?

Music? Sports? Bird-watching?

[groans] For f*ck's
sake. Sunny, sleep.

[trickling]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

m*therf*cker.

- [shrieks, gasps]
- [glass smashes]

Suzie, are you okay?

Oh, my God. Leave
me the f*ck alone.

- Let me help you put these toys away.
- No! Don't you touch his stuff.

- [groans]
- This is why I'm here.

Please.

[Suzie] No.

I don't want you.

[breathes shakily]

- Sunny, sleep.
- [Sunny gasps]

[Suzie cries]

[crying stops]

[sighs]

[sniffles]

[grunts]

[attendees chattering]

[speaks Japanese]

[speaks Japanese]

[in English] Uh, I'm looking
for Tanaka-san. Yuki Tanaka?

I have some questions about
this homebot he gave me.

Mmm. [speaks Japanese]

[chatter continues]

[speaks Japanese]

- [laughing]
- [employee] Tanaka-san.

This lady wants to talk to you.

[in English] What?
No, this is not, um...

The man I'm looking for is
much older. He's more senior?

Oh.

[in Japanese] Sorry.

[in English] Common
name. Yuki Tanaka.

Yeah. Sorry about the mix-up.

Hey. What is your division?

I don't... Um. [clicks tongue]

I'm-I'm Suzie Sakamoto.

Masa Sakamoto is my otto.

Whoa. You must be
a rough lady. Huh?

Rough? Why?

Yeah, because Sakamoto-san. He's
intense. He's super intimidating.

You do not want to be the
as*h*le who disappoints him.

You just pray he gets hit by bus

before you have to
present in front of him.

Well, you must be thrilled then.

[in Japanese] Crap.

[in English] Oh, no. Oh,
no. Mrs. Sakamoto, please.

I am very sorry.

Because of party, I am...

- I am wasted, right?
- Mmm.

That is why I forget what
happened to your husband.

Oh, and your son too.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- [sighs]

They really should have
just canceled this thing.

It's so messed up.

Masa, he is so smart.

And he just wants
us to be smart too.

Like my father.

- My father is dead too. [whimpers]
- Mmm.

[cries]

It is said that a single drop of
tear can relieve a year of stress.

- [whimpers]
- Go f*ck yourself.

[homebot sighs]

SAKAMOTO _______

[device beeping, chimes]

[device] Sakamoto incubator.

Hey. Hi.

What the f*ck, Masa?

[server] Here you
go. The beetle wing.

[speaks Japanese]

- Mmm.
- [in English] No good?

It's delicious.

Two parts Vermouth. sh*t.
Sorry, I'll make you another.

No, no, no. I really...
I'm... I shouldn't...

Oh. Let me make it up to you.
I can make you something else.

Please.

A whiskey would be great. Neat.

You know this is a
c*ck bar, right?

[sighs]

It's just a faster
means to an end.

Yeah. Okay.

You need this then.

Yep.

[liquid pouring]

Disinfectant for the soul.

Sorry about the drink.

I guess I'm a bit nervous.
[whispers] I just got this job.

Do you come here a lot?

Yeah, we come...

My husband and I come
here all the time.

Are you okay?

Fine.

[sighs]

So...

where's your husband tonight?

No idea, actually.

We, um...

just broke up.

He's super intimidating.

You don't wanna be the
as*h*le that disappoints him.

- I don't know why I said that.
- [stammers] It's okay.

You know, I read it takes 21
days to adapt to new things.

- How long has it been?
- Like a week.

So you're halfway there.

A third of the way.

Do you think that's why you're
having trouble with those?

Because your math sucks?

[chuckles]

Think that's why you split up?
Because your personality sucks?

- Probably.
- [chuckles]

I'm Mixxy, by the way.

Suzie.

You sure I can't try
another drink on you?

[Mixxy] So, did you come
to Japan for your husband?

[Suzie] Nah.

We met here.

First date was at
this bar, actually.

Right after I moved to Kyoto.

So I've never really
been here on my own.

Even though that was the whole
reason I moved in the first place.

To be on your own?

I love this song.

It's my favorite.

Mine too.

You know what we call that?

Akai ito. Red thread of destiny.

Hey.

Do you wanna see something
I've never shown anyone?

Okay?

It's falling out.

From stress.

I have a freckle in my eyelid.

Oh, yeah.

It was supposed to be lucky.

[Suzie chuckles]

- I should let you get home.
- Nah.

My girlfriend and I just broke up as
well. So I have no one to go home to.

[chuckles] Except my bot.

And even with a strap-on,
she's kind of a one-trick pony.

You... You f*ck your homebot?

- What?
- Sorry. I just...

I mean, how... how do you
even make it do it to you?

I have a dealer.

What kind of dealer?

Code. I just do the sex stuff,

but there is this whole guide
that lets you hack into bots.

Make them do whatever you want.

I mean, did you
hear about that bot

that fell down the stairs
and crushed that politician?

Yeah. That... That guy,
Ito. What... What about him?

I hear it wasn't an accident.

But that's absurd. I mean if
robots were k*lling people,

we would definitely
know about it.

Um, would we?

Don't get me wrong, I love my
bot, but I don't trust her.

That's why I always
turn her completely off.

Not just put her to sleep.

It's f*cking terrifying what
these bots are capable of.

You know what? It's been
a long day. I'm gonna go.

[Mixxy] Oh, come
on. What did I say?

[sighs]

[in Japanese] Next.

Next.

Send files.

Message: We're on her.

She's alone.

[panting]

[grunts]

[in English] Jesus.

[grunting]

[sighs] Damn it.

[sighs]

f*ck it.

Search, "Masa Sakamoto."

Search, "House of Councilors,
Ito, robot, k*lled."

Zoom in.

Zoom in.

More.

More.

f*ck.

Stop.

Cheese. [chuckles]

No, no. [laughing]

[Zen] No fair.

[Suzie] No, I won that
round fair and square.

Papa.

[Suzie, Masa, relatives]
♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

[Suzie] Yay! [laughs]

Call Masa.

[laughing continues]

[device] Calling Masa.

Calling Masa.

[groans]

[Sunny] Merry Christmas.

I made cookies!

- [giggles]
- What the f*ck?

I can make you something else.
Maybe you're more of a pie person.

Suzie, I feel like we got
off on the wrong foot.

I was trying to
clean up last night,

then you came home, I panicked
and put myself to sleep.

Go f*ck yourself.

Are you sure you wanna
do that? [kisses]

Do that again.

[kisses]

[breathing heavily]

- Again.
- [bat thuds]

[kisses]

[sighs]

Again.

[kisses]

Don't you see, Suzie? I
was programmed for you.