My Dreams of You (2024)

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Hey!

We meet again.

Hi!

Nice.

Thanks.

You know, for a minute there

I didn't think

you were gonna show up.

- What?

No, I just didn't want

to interrupt your book.

Well, I'm glad you did.

This place is really cute.

You come here often?

Oh, that was...

That is not a line, I swear!

About twice a week.

They make really great macarons.

You really haven't been?

No.

Maybe...?

I travel a lot, so...

Can I ask you

a strange question?

Please.

What's your name?

What?

You've never told me.

Really?

- No.

Wow.

It's Michael.

- Michael.

- Yeah.

- Grace.

- I know.

Right.

Because it is written on my cup.

Yeah, that, but you

also told me last time.

Oh, wow, these are good.

Oh, um, Michael what?

- Michael...

Michael...

Becky?

Yeah?

Can I borrow your black heels?

They're in the

back of my closet.

The temp agency is sending me

to the Connor Building today.

The one on Fifth?

What are you doing there?

I dunno.

Filing, answering phones?

So, uh, Monday's the 1st...

Ooh, uh, spot me?

I'm a little short.

Grace, you're always short.

Being an adult means paying

your half of the expenses.

Ugh!

You sound like Mom.

Look, I'm good for it,

I promise!

The agency said that this job

could last two months.

Could or would?

Should!

Once I dazzle them

with my skills.

Hello?

Ah! Of course!

One moment while I

connect your call!

Ah?

Mm.

Your buttons are off.

Ugh!

Look, I know temping

isn't ideal,

but it gives me time to write

and helps me pay my bills.

And once I sell my book,

I will be paying for

your half of the expenses.

- Mm-hm.

Hey, uh, do we know a Michael?

- Michael who?

- I dunno.

Uh, six feet tall,

dark hair, handsome?

That doesn't ring any bells.

I've been dreaming about him.

Every night for the last week.

Dreaming about him?

Yeah, like, I'll be going

for a walk in the park,

or I'll be back in my

junior year chemistry class

and forget we had a test.

- Classic.

And then he's just... there.

What does he do?

Well, we usually just... talk.

He's...

nice.

Most of my recurring dreams

involve Ryan Gosling.

I need, ah, caffeine.

I'm in court all day.

Hey...

What if we get coffee

at Julia's?

Thanks.

What time do you get off work?

Uh... 5?

My friend John's in town.

You met him at my birthday

last year.

Uh... sure.

Well, he remembered you.

Asked how you were.

Thought you two

could go for drinks.

I am not going

on a blind date.

It's not a date!

Nor is it blind.

Just old friends catching up.

We exchanged two words.

And they made an impression.

I just think you should

put yourself out there.

When was the last time you went

out with someone interesting?

Well, I...

I'll let him know

you'll meet him at 6.

Okay, maybe he goes to my gym.

Who?

Michael.

Or maybe he works at the bank?

Or maybe he's a figment

of your imagination.

No.

I mean, I must have

met him somewhere.

Where else do dreams come from?

Welcome...

to where dreams are made!

Our staff is hard at work

building tonight's dreams today.

As newly hired dream associates,

you will soon be

working on this floor,

where you will have

the awesome responsibility

of creating the framework

for dreams.

Dreams can reveal deepest

desires to the dreamer,

unlock hidden inspiration.

Some of you might be familiar

with Otto Sandman.

His most famous assignment?

Sir Isaac Newton got

the idea for gravity...

from a dream!

Many credit the apple,

but it was all Otto.

Ah! One of our supervisors!

Harvey!

Any words of wisdom

for our new recruits?

No.

Whoops, looks like we caught

him before his morning coffee!

Come on!

Alright, right this way!

Last stop on the tour!

Hiya, Marge!

You'll recognize these

from your orientation.

Dreams are built from...

memories!

Every moment of a person's life

is sent here to our library.

Every second of every day,

of every person on Earth,

logged and filed

within the hour,

and ready to use

for dream creation.

Looks like

we've got a request!

Resource centre.

"McMahon"?

Is that M-C or M-A-C?

What date?

Yeah.

Now Marge will pull

the requested memories

and send them off to one of

our many dream associates

who will use it

to build the dream.

How far back can we go?

As far as you'd like.

First day of pre-school,

humiliating prom night;

a whole life is

at your disposal.

And there's only one rule.

A subject's dreams must be

constructed from their memories

and their memories alone.

You cannot introduce

people, places, or things

to their dream that they

have not encountered in life.

Consequences would be...

dire.

Prom... dress...

It's Kevin's birthday.

We've got a card.

Got a moment to add

your John Hancock?

Absolutely.

How's it going?

Learning curve can be pretty

steep that first month.

Not for me.

I've already scripted

the next three nights

for all of my assignments,

with an extra dream ready to go

in the event of

an impromptu nap.

I have a system.

Mmm...

Make sure you're not biting off

more than you can chew.

I've always been

underestimated,

but I graduated top of my class.

Double major,

lucid slumber and whimsy.

You've mentioned.

I also minored in

political science.

Save the hard stuff

for the dream council.

Don't forget, your first

performance review

is this Friday.

- Mm-hm.

Oh, Harvey?

Who do I call to request

more Post-Its?

Hi, I'm looking for Edward.

Hi... Edward?

Eddy.

Grace, from the agency.

Alright.

We're replacing all the

old monitors in the office.

Replace, like...?

The old ones out,

carry the new ones in,

hook 'em up.

Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

I was told you need

someone for data entry.

We do.

Once we get all these

up to the sixth floor,

find you a chair,

then you can start

entering the data.

Unfortunately, the

elevators are out, so...

Nice shoes.

Benedict Literary Agency.

How can I help you?

Grace McMahon

for Tom Benedict.

Grace, hi!

How's Kalamazoo?

Uh, can't complain.

Yeah, well, I would

if I lived there.

Kidding!

I'm sure it's nice.

Look, um, I was

just calling to see

if we'd heard anything back

from the publishers' yet...

about my manuscript?

No, nothing yet.

Well, it's been a month.

Yeah, these things take time.

Publishers have stacks of

submissions just like yours.

- Okay.

- Just sit tight.

I promise I'll call you the

moment we hear anything, yeah?

- Well--

- I gotta run.

Okay, bye.

Oh, no, no, no, no, I--

No, Becky...

But what a lot of

people don't realize

is that it's actually not hard

to outperform the SNP,

especially if you know

where to put your money, so...

Yeah...

That's me.

Uh, what do you do?

Grace?

Um, sorry.

What?

I was just asking

what you do for a living.

Oh, um, I work

for a temp agency.

Hm.

Well, temping allows me

flexibility in my schedule,

so I have time to write.

Oh, you're...

you're a writer?

Mm-hm.

Cool.

Uh, have I read

any of your work?

Well, I'm not published...

yet.

But I have an agent.

Kind of.

He's a friend of my grandmother.

He's been taking

my book around, and uh...

we've been getting

some good response.

And, uh, what's your fallback?

My fallback?

If it doesn't work out.

I try not to think like that.

It's just...

it's just not

a very practical career.

Uh, but... but, hey,

you, uh...

seem to have a plan,

so maybe you'll...

maybe you'll beat the odds, huh?

Yeah.

Hey.

You into ballroom dancing?

So I said to him,

"You can't move all of

your money into crypto.

"It's important to

diversify your portfolio."

Of course, you have to do

the cost-benefit analysis

of high risk versus low.

Low risk being CDs, bonds.

Or hey, if you're

willing to go high risk,

you can go stocks,

options, futures.

Really?

Personally, I feel

annuities get a bad rep.

Yeah.

But, actually,

if you're really willing...

Hi!

Hi.

He seems... nice.

That's 'cause

you're out of earshot.

You look so beautiful.

Thank you.

Though, I have to say,

I don't remember

wearing this on my date.

Really?

Yeah, I guess

my subconscious had notes.

- Yeah.

Wait...

I wore this to my spring formal.

In high school?

I can't believe it still fits!

Well, you're

putting me to shame.

You look very handsome.

Thanks.

I gotta tell you, though.

I am starving.

Everything on this menu is in

French, so I ordered a salad,

but you know what this

dream really needs?

- What?

- A cheeseburger.

With onions and extra pickles.

Ooh, that sounds so good.

I would love a cheeseburger.

I'll give you my pickles.

Hey, thanks

again for the save.

Any time.

I don't think I could have

survived an encore of that date.

You wanna dance?

I don't think it's

that kind of restaurant.

I... didn't

see that before.

I guess your

subconscious had notes.

Do you work at a bank?

No.

I'm just trying to figure out

where I know you from.

You really don't know?

Do you?

No.

But I must know

you from somewhere.

Otherwise... otherwise,

where else would...

Dreams come from?

That's what I said!

Well, whatever the reason...

I'm glad I'm here with you.

If we never met,

if our paths never crossed,

part of me would always

be looking for you.

I wish this were real.

But I'm gonna wake up

and you're gonna be gone.

So come find me.

I can't.

I don't even know

your last name.

.

What? What? I...

I can't hear you!

Michael!

Michael?

Oh!

Hey, Grace!

Wrong truck!

Ugh,

why did you get olives?

Because I like them.

Hey!

How was the date last night?

You said it wasn't a date.

I lied.

How'd it go?

If I told you it was amazing,

could I have a slice of pizza?

Are you gonna see him again?

All he did was talk about

his investment portfolio.

Oh, no.

A man with a retirement plan!

How awful!

I just...

I didn't feel a spark.

You're too picky.

Well, what's wrong

with having standards?

When they're

impossible to meet?

He was there again last night.

- Who?

- Michael!

That's eight dreams in a row.

They're just dreams, Grace.

And they star the most

amazing guy I've ever met.

It's like...

I can't explain it.

We have this connection,

and then...

he'll look at me, and...

What does it say about me

that my dreams are

my best part of my day?

That you need to get out more.

I just...

I never met anyone

like him before, you know?

He's smart and funny,

and he loves old sci-fi novels

and flea markets, and...

he's just like me.

Please tell me

this isn't the reason

you're not seeing John again.

A man who's actually real?

Michael might be real.

He told me his last name!

Oh yeah?

What was it?

Michael Roy,

ladies and gentlemen!

Let's welcome him

to the stage, come on!

Thanks so much, everyone.

Um, it's so nice to be

back in Grand Rapids.

- Oh...

Heh, sorry.

Cheers!

Well...

Listen, if you like what

you hear, tell your friends.

I got another show

tomorrow night, 8 o'clock.

Play "Free Bird"!

Wait... this isn't right.

Oh...

The tapes are swapped!

Oh, no!

- Harvey, I need to talk to you.

- I'm on break.

It can't wait.

I--

Alura!

Hi, Marge.

I would like to remind you

that we are currently

short-staffed

at the resource desk,

and cannot accommodate

your multiple requests a day.

Sorry.

Right.

Won't happen again.

Harvey, wait, please!

It's important.

If this is about adding

accounts, I told you,

ten is the limit until

after your first review

from the Dream Council.

I made a really big mistake.

How big?

You should probably

put down that donut.

Hi!

Grace!

Uh, Tom Benedict.

Do you have a minute?

Uh, yeah, of course.

Uh, so the publishers...

they got back to us

about your book.

They're passing.

All of them?

They all said the same thing.

"Well-written

but feels... small."

"Small"?

"Lacked a 'wow' factor.

Played it too safe."

Ugh, look, Tom,

I worked really

hard on this book.

I mean, can't we

bring it somewhere else?

There is nowhere else.

Let me ask you a question.

What did you do last week?

I... I worked.

I had dinner with my sister.

I... watched a documentary

about sharks.

Yeah, see...

you gotta get out, travel,

get into a little trouble.

Fill up your creative tank.

I feel like you have a lot

of potential, you just...

you need to find

a story worth telling.

Ugh!

Is my life small?

Who said that?

You know that lit agent

that Nana introduced me to?

He said that all the publishers

he submitted my book to passed.

I'm sorry, Grace.

And the mechanic

called me today.

My car's not gonna

be ready till Monday.

Would you mind giving me

a ride to work tomorrow?

Sure.

How much is that gonna be?

I dunno.

More than I have.

Do you think...

maybe it's time to

look for something

a little bit more...

permanent?

Just...

with a steady income.

Becky, all I've ever

wanted to be is a writer.

I promised I'd give myself

three years to make a go of it.

It's been four.

Hey, I think you're

an amazing writer,

but what you're doing now,

it's not sustainable.

And I think you know that.

Um...

Page 130.

"Deciphering Dreams"?

I had time to k*ll

before my deposition.

And you made it to page 130?

Just read.

"According to Freud,

dreams are wish fulfilment.

"Your greatest desires

realized."

You're dissatisfied

with your life,

so you created

the ultimate fantasy.

Ugh.

You're... you're right.

What am I doing?

I'm hung up on some

figment of my imagination.

Hey, it's just a rut, Grace,

but the answer isn't to escape

into some dream world.

It's to go out and have real

and meaningful adventures

of your own.

You can't go through life

with your head in the clouds.

You gotta come join the rest

of us down here sometime.

Hello, Grace.

My name is Harvey,

and this is Alura.

Hi.

We'd like

a moment of your time.

Do I know you?

Do you go to my gym?

I assure you, I do not.

We are from the Land of Dreams.

Oh, isn't that that

ice cream place in Glen Park?

It is a plane of existence

above the one you know.

Okay...

Uh, you know, I'm actually

expecting someone,

so I'll have to

catch you another time.

But it was nice to meet you.

You won't find him.

Michael.

He's not here.

How do you know about Michael?

I know many things, Grace.

Who are you?

Perhaps it's better

if we show you.

Welcome to Dream Central, where

the world's dreams are made.

So...

my dreams come from you?

Alura is your case manager.

I thought I was

responsible for my dreams.

You are.

All the dream associates

do is set the scene.

They populate the dreams with

familiar sights and sounds.

We set the pieces on the board;

you play the game.

Hm.

You know that dream last week,

with the hot air balloon?

I loved it!

That was an all-timer.

Thanks!

I double-majored in--

Over-confidence

and giving me an ulcer.

Which brings us

to why we're here.

Right this way...

There has been

a mix-up, I'm afraid.

Mix-up?

Alura put one of her other

assignments into your dreams.

It could've happened

to anyone.

And yet it didn't.

Michael Roy.

He's a musician

out of Portland, Maine.

Oregon.

He... he's from Oregon.

Regardless.

He could be in Maine;

he could be in Portland.

Where he cannot be

is your subconscious.

Wait, so...

Michael is real?

That's irrelevant!

You're not supposed to know him.

Uh, I think it's

a little late for that.

Not entirely.

While this mistake is

rather unprecedented,

there is a remedy.

What's that?

We help you forget.

So...

you're just gonna take

my memories of Michael?

You have to agree to it.

I do?

She does?

As I told you,

there is a protocol

to all of this.

Rules.

What if I don't

want to forget?

It's really simple,

it's not painful,

and Michael will be gone.

But... I like Michael.

If he's real,

I want to meet him.

You can't meet him!

I am hoping, when you

hear what we have to say,

and understand the

gravity of the situation,

you will accept the term.

We are talking

about a disruption

to the universal order,

the very fabric of existence.

He asked me to come find him.

He wasn't aware

of the consequences.

I'm sorry, it was my mistake.

But... you have to say yes.

Up and at 'em!

Wake up!

If I'm gonna give you a ride

to work, we need to leave soon.

Wha...?

Because your car's

in the shop?

Right.

Are you okay?

Uh... yeah.

I think so.

Let's go!

So then they took me to, like,

this office in the sky.

I mean, I assume it was the sky;

they didn't specify.

But then they said that

because I've been dreaming

about this guy,

I've doomed the universe.

How?

I don't know.

I woke up.

Hm!

What'd you have for

dinner last night?

Leftover pizza.

I can't eat anything

spicy past 6 pm.

If I do, bad dreams.

Like clockwork.

Hmm...

I mean, I guess it did

have pepperoni on it.

I need more torque.

Michael...

Roy...

It's him!

Bye, Eddy.

See ya tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Today's your last day.

What?

No, uh...

Wait, no, no,

that can't be possible.

I was told there's

another three weeks.

I'm sorry.

We're all done.

Okay, well, thanks.

Right, well, I took

the assignment

because it was

a guaranteed month.

Do you have another placement?

I'll take anything.

Uh, no, I understand.

Um, if something comes up...

Hello?

Pick-up for Grace?

Uh, yeah.

Hop in.

Oh, uh, can I

change my destination?

Sure.

Where are you looking to go?

Like I'd always known you,

no surprise...

Feel it in my bones

and I realize...

Time to wake up

from my fantasy.

Can I take you with me?

Thanks so much, everyone.

Don't forget to

tip your waiters.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

Uh, it's me.

Grace.

Grace...?

Grace...

from the last two weeks.

From, well, you know.

Oh, I'm sorry...

Oh! Were you at

one of the Denver shows?

Uh... no.

You really don't know who I am?

Hey, nice show, man.

Oh, thanks so much.

Thank you.

Another round of applause

for Michael Roy!

Come on!

All good here?

Okay.

Oh...

I know that look.

Boyfriend trouble?

Not exactly.

You know, you need to

get it off your chest,

I'm all ears.

Might make you feel better.

That's okay.

Um, what are your specials?

Come on, don't be shy.

I've heard it all before.

I've dreamt about the same guy

for the last ten nights,

and it turns out that

he was put into my subconscious

because of some sort of

cosmic clerical error,

and I came to Grand Rapids to

see him before the dream police

could erase him from my memory.

And it turns out he

has no idea who I am.

So... yeah.

Yeah, we have tuna melt

and meatloaf.

I'll just take a cheeseburger.

Uh, onions, extra pickles.

Michael.

Hey, Liz.

- Menu?

- Yeah, thanks.

Excuse me, miss,

can we get some menus, please?

Hey!

Hi, excuse me?

We meet again.

Sorry, I, um...

I don't wanna

interrupt your book.

I...

I'm glad you did.

If you haven't

ordered yet, uh,

I recommend getting

the cheeseburger.

Hm?

You know, she could

hear you better

if you were sitting

at the same table.

Stay close.

It's easy to get lost

if you've never been down here.

Hello!

- Hi, kitty.

You're so soft and fluffy.

And you shouldn't

touch anything!

Okay, so I'm carrying

this monitor down

six flights of stairs, and I

finally get to the bottom

and security stops me.

They think I'm

robbing the place.

In heels?

I know!

Apparently they'd had

some kind of theft issue.

So I say to the guy, "Don't

you think if I were robbing

"the place, I would have chosen

something more discreet?"

And then he tells me

to empty my pockets.

Walked right into that one.

No!

- Yeah.

How long you been temping for?

Uh, a few years.

It's alright.

Not the most reliable.

Kind of, uh,

in between gigs right now.

What do you really wanna do?

I want to be a writer.

I can see that.

Really?

Yeah.

You're a great storyteller.

Thanks.

So, I gotta ask...

What was that back

there at the bar?

Um...

a mistake.

I...

I thought you were

someone I knew.

This might sound crazy,

but I really thought

I knew you from somewhere too.

That doesn't sound

strange at all.

And here we go.

Thanks.

Have you two had a chance to

check out the Taste of Summer?

What's that?

It's a pop-up street fair.

You know what you should do?

As soon as you're done here,

you should just

walk on over there.

It's just a few blocks

from here.

Do they have churros?

Well, it wouldn't be a street

fair without them, would it?

Enjoy.

What do you say?

Sure.

Great.

Okay. Pickles?

Sorry...

Uh...

I don't know why I just assumed

you'd just want that.

Well, you...

assumed right.

That's fine.

That's good.

Hello.

Hi...

We're looking for Grace.

She's not in.

Uh, how do you know... Grace?

We go way back.

She'd definitely be happy to

see us and not at all alarmed.

Okay...

Do you know

where we could find her?

It's really important.

I don't, but I can tell her

you dropped by, Mr. ...?

We'll try again later.

But...!

Have a nice night.

Yeah, you too.

Thank you.

Grace, your friends

are so weird.

Why are we leaving?

One thing you must

understand about people

is that they are

naturally suspicious.

Do we not look trustworthy?

We're both wearing

company-issued blazers!

You have a pocket square!

Yes, well, that aside,

she wasn't going to help us.

Oh, this is bad.

This is really bad.

My... my performance review

is on Friday.

If the Dream Central

finds out about this...

I can't go back to cataloguing.

We have a few days.

Let's not panic.

Right.

We just need to find Grace

and make her see

how important this is.

Before I'm cast

out of Dream Central

and lose the only job

I've ever wanted...

That wasn't panic!

Hm!

Where do we look next?

If I had to guess,

she's gone to find Michael.

We told her not to!

Another thing you must

understand about people

is that they are stubborn.

What happens if she finds him

before we find her?

Then you are free to panic.

Oh...

So, um,

what's your book about?

Well, it's fiction.

Based on a summer I spent at

sleepaway camp when I was 12.

Sort of a coming-of-age romance.

Oh!

Well, the romance

part is fictional.

So... no first kiss

by the lake?

No.

Though I did get poison ivy

at that lake.

Oh, no.

People would tell these stories

at camp fires that we did,

and one night I finally worked

up the confidence to try,

and made one of my counsellors

laugh so hard

he fell off his chair.

It was the best

feeling in the world!

I'm not superstitious,

I swear.

Okay, maybe a little.

Oh...

My lucky penny.

Have you seen her?

Maybe...

Who wants to know?

I'm her uncle.

I thought we were

supposed to meet.

I can't seem to locate her.

Well, maybe you

should give her a call.

She's not

answering her phone.

What is this?

That's apple pie.

You want a slice?

I've never had it.

You've never had apple pie?

I've never had pie.

She's not

from around here.

Now, about Grace?

Oh yeah, they went

to the street fair.

They?

Yeah, she left

with that musician

who's been playing

across the street.

He's been in here

every day this week.

His name's Michael.

He's really sweet.

He's a good tipper.

We appreciate your help.

Let's go.

Uh, hold on.

This is on the house.

Thank you!

I bought my first guitar

when I was 15.

I spent all summer mowing lawns

so I could afford it.

Have you always

wanted to be a musician?

Yeah.

My mom was a singer.

She taught me how to play.

Are you from the area?

I'm from Kalamazoo.

So what brings you

up to Grand Rapids?

Well, um...

the churros.

Did you grow up in Portland?

How did you know

I was from Portland?

Um, you mentioned it earlier.

Oh.

Yeah, I love Portland.

My grandmother lives there.

I was just there at Christmas

with my sister.

Oh.

Well, I'm actually headed back.

I gotta catch a train

later tonight.

But I still have time.

I'd like to spend it with you.

Uh, sorry.

Um...

Oh, uh, it's actually my sister.

Now, gimme just a sec?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Hello?

Where are you?

I went out for dinner.

Where?

You wouldn't know it.

Are you at a carnival?

No...?

Okay, well,

your friends stopped by.

Friends?

What friends?

I don't know.

They didn't give names.

An older guy, a younger girl.

Looked like they were trying

to sell me a reverse mortgage.

Uh, did they say

what they wanted?

Just that they

needed to talk to you.

It seemed urgent.

You're not in some

kind of trouble, are you?

No, of course not.

Okay.

Because you can't

afford my retainer.

Hah! Funny.

Gotta go.

Hey!

Ring toss?

Michael Roy,

you're goin' down.

Ha-ha!

This is...

the best thing I've ever eaten!

Yeah, now that she's

actually met the young man,

it's gonna be harder to

convince her to give him up.

Maybe she won't like him...?

You think there's a chance

they might not get along?

No.

He's really nice.

And absurdly handsome.

- Mmm!

I've always seen

pie in memories,

but I never knew

it could be so good.

Why don't we have pie?

You can put in a request

when we get back.

Mmm.

- This way.

- Okay.

Now boarding,

the 11:45 to Portland.

I had a really

nice time tonight.

Yeah, me too.

I'm glad I got

the chance to meet you.

Even if it was a case

of mistaken identity.

Funny... how that happens!

Yeah.

Well, uh, if you're

ever in Portland, uh...

If you're ever in Kalamazoo...

Yeah.

You know, uh, let me, um...

let me give you my number.

We can...

Oh! Please.

Or...

And this is gonna sound crazy...

Take the ride with me?

What?!

You can tell your grandma

you're in her neck of the woods.

You're close, right?

Well, yeah, we are,

but I mean, I...

I can't just drop everything

and get on a train.

Why not?

Your temp gig's over.

It'll be like...

An adventure?

Yeah.

Exactly.

Look...

I'm just...

I'm not ready for

this night to end.

Are you?

Grace?

Um... yes.

Yes?

- So, c'mon, let's get a ticket.

- Yeah, okay!

Come on!

What are we gonna say

to convince her?

We need to find her first.

There she is!

Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa...

Tickets, please!

We're not travellers.

We need to speak to the couple

who just went through.

I can't let you

onto the platform

unless you have a ticket.

You can purchase

one at the window.

We don't have money!

We accept all

major credit cards.

Marsha...

What is your last name?

You don't need my last name.

And you're from the area?

What are you writing?

The train is leaving!

Are you gonna

complain to my manager?

No, I will

be reporting this

to someone much higher up.

Childhood fears?

Clowns, perhaps?

No.

No...

Did you get in touch

with your grandma?

- I did, and she is excited.

I also texted my sister.

She's a little excited too.

Let me just, uh, silence that!

Sorry.

Whatcha writing?

Oh, just had a story idea.

I'm jotting it down

before I forget.

- Can I see?

- Sure.

Alright, let me

check this out.

"Story Ideas (Hopefully)."

I love that.

I keep a notebook on me.

For when I feel inspired.

This is awesome!

I write my lyrics on napkins.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

Works great, till you lose

a k*ller song to a coffee spill.

Are you, uh, working

on anything at the moment?

Yeah, I am.

Um, but...

it doesn't really matter.

Why not?

This was my last show.

Of... the tour?

Ever.

I'm gonna work for my dad

at his distribution plant.

One of his accountants

just quit.

He needs me to

fill the position.

So it's just temporary

until they hire someone?

No.

He's been trying to get me

to join the family business

for years, and uh...

I tried to fight it

with my music...

but, uh, nepotism won.

But...

what about your music?

Well, you know...

road life's hard.

There's no money in it.

And, uh, it's really lonely.

It's not the most, uh...

Practical?

Yeah.

You still love it, though?

I do, yeah.

But, uh, sometimes...

a dream just isn't meant to be.

My book was rejected.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

I worked really hard on it,

and everybody passed.

My sister wants me to get

a real job, but I just...

I don't want to spend

my whole life wondering

if I could have made it

if I had just kept trying.

I don't think dreams

are supposed to be easy.

They're supposed to be worth it.

Hey... here you go.

Oh.

Thanks.

We should probably try

to get some sleep, huh?

Yeah, um...

I'm not quite tired.

I'm gonna read for a bit.

But, um... sweet dreams.

- What?

Oh, it's just, um...

I don't dream.

Everyone dreams.

Well, if I do,

I don't remember them.

Ever?

No.

That explains a lot.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Grace.

She could be anywhere!

We're never gonna catch her now.

How am I gonna face

the Dream Council?

I've been waiting my whole life

to do this job.

My father was a dream-weaver,

my father's father...

I'm legacy!

I've been reluctant

to suggest it,

but we're going to

have to go to plan B.

What's plan B?

Right here.

These used to be

on every corner.

Oh.

You've got Fred!

It's Harvey.

Harvey.

Where are you?

Thought we were

grabbing lunch today.

Uh, I've been...

detained.

Well, you missed

a great lasagna.

I need you to get

some memories for me.

Sure. I was heading over

to the resource desk anyway.

What's the name?

Grace McMahon.

ID number Kilo Alpha Lima.

9865-5453-5544.

I need the last 24 hours.

Got it.

I'll swing by your desk.

It's not going

to my desk, Fred.

Where's it goin'?

Chicago.

I must have misheard you.

Thought you said "Chicago."

I did.

What are you doing down there?

I'm dealing

with a Code Blue.

Rogue nightmare?

Unauthorized dream inhabitant.

What?

Fred, are you still with me?

You lost her!

That's why you

need the memories.

To find out where she's been!

Stay with me, Fred.

Do you know how many rules

this is breaking?

I wouldn't ask

if it wasn't important.

Alright.

Give me an hour.

Well, we got

six hours to k*ll

before our connecting train.

Whoa, six hours.

What do you wanna do?

Pick a hand.

One of the best parts about

travelling is checking out

all the obscure

travel attractions.

Like the world's

largest ball of yarn?

If we're lucky.

Come on, pick.

Left.

So...?

Where are we going?

Best part

of travelling, huh?

Yeah, maybe

we should get lunch.

Yeah. Let's do that.

M...

McMahon, McMahon...

Can I help you, Fred?

Lisa on the first floor

mentioned needing... a tape.

Why didn't she

put in a request?

I know how stretched

thin you are.

I offered to grab it.

Hmm.

Whose memories do you need?

Hmm.

Madonna.

Madonna who?

Mmm, she doesn't...

have a last name.

Just "Madonna."

Like international pop star...

Madonna?

Mm-hm.

Are you hiding something?

Nope.

Best part

of travelling, huh?

Yeah, maybe

we should get lunch.

[video] Yeah.

They're in Montana.

Hi, folks,

what can I help you with?

You can't, thank you.

Electronics, uh,

sports memorabilia?

Now, you look like a man

that appreciates a nice watch.

Now, I'm not really in the...

Oh, my!

Mm-hm.

Try it on, give her a spin.

That's genuine Swiss technology,

by the way.

Rather sporty as well.

Oh, very sporty.

Now, can I

wind this myself?

Oh yeah, definitely.

Definitely you can.

Now, I'll give this to you

for $325...

Can I interest you in a kayak?

Just got it in.

Sure!

What's a kayak?

Do you believe in fate?

Like, there are just certain

things in life that are...

inevitable?

I'd like to decide

my own future.

I'm glad you walked

into that bar last night.

I'm glad you mistook me

for your friend.

And that we both

wound up at that diner.

I'm glad that the waitress

talked us into

going to the street fair.

That you beat me at ring toss.

I'm glad you're

here with me now.

I don't know how to explain it.

It's like...

Like...

if we never met...

if our paths never crossed,

a part of you would

always be looking for me?

Yeah.

Me too.

That's great.

Can I use that?

It's all yours.

If we never met...

You know, I...

I realized I've never

actually heard you play.

I came when you were

finishing your set.

Well, um, there's a song

I've been working on,

and uh, I dunno, I can't

quite figure it out yet.

Well, I'd love to hear it.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Alright, well,

it's not finished, so...

be nice.

I was always

searching for something.

Never settling

for anything less...

Than what I was dreaming of.

Everyone tells you,

play it safe.

Mmm...

That's the...

And then this is the part

I'm kinda stuck on.

Um...

I dunno, I'm sort of thinking,

um, it goes...

Dah-dah-dah-dah...

Dah-dah-dah-dah...

Hm...

What if it's...

"If we never met"...

Ooh!

If we never met...

If our paths

never crossed...

Part of me would

always be lookin' for ya.

Part of me will

always be...

Hi!

Oh, thank you!

That's so sweet.

And you said there

was no money in this.

Sounds amazing.

Thank you.

You should finish it.

Buy you an ice cream?

Look, there's something

I need to tell you, and I, um...

I'm not really sure

how to say this.

Um...

There's a reason I thought

I knew you at the bar.

And, um... the thing is,

I know how this is gonna sound,

it's just...

- Oh, ah!

Oh!

Come on...

That came outta nowhere!

Oh...

I was really enjoying this!

You think it's still any good?

- No!

No.

It stopped.

That was fast.

Buy you another ice cream?

Sure.

Okay... how about I'll pick

yours and you pick mine?

- Deal.

Alright.

Be nice.

I'll try.

Oh!

Look at you.

Really brings out your eyes.

Hey.

I got you something.

"Where words fail,

music speaks."

When I saw it,

I thought of you.

I love it.

- Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh, hey, um, what was it

you wanted to tell me earlier?

Before the rain.

It sounded important.

You know...

I don't remember.

What if...

what if we didn't find them?

Don't worry.

She can't dodge us forever.

No, I mean,

what if we let her

keep the memories?

- That's not an option.

- But...

No, we're running out of time.

We have to finish this.

I need you to focus.

Okay.

I will.

So...

So...?

I, uh...

I want to take you to dinner.

Yeah.

I'm thinking table, chairs,

cutlery, indoors?

Wow.

Tables and chairs.

Fancy!

There's this really cute place

downtown called Fauna.

How about tonight?

Uh, I'd love to.

Yeah?

Yeah!

Cool.

How about 8 o'clock?

I'll be there.

Bye.

Oh, okay, yeah.

Bye!

Bye!

Oh!

Oh, there she is!

Hi, Nana!

Oh, sweetheart!

I missed you.

Me too.

Oh, look at you!

Look at you.

You look fabulous.

Oh, pfft!

Come on in.

The world's largest

spider sculpture?

I know it sounds crazy,

but it was so cool.

And then we went to

this beautiful park,

and then he sang me this song,

and we got caught in a downpour

and had to run for cover.

It was... the best.

Oh, you've been so busy!

Uh, tell me, have you heard back

from any of those publishers?

Um...

they all passed on my book.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Do you think I'm

wasting my time?

Mm-mm.

The pursuit of a dream

is never a waste of time.

Well, Becky thinks so.

Well, she's just

trying to protect you.

But if all you've ever

gotten is rejection,

don't you eventually

have to throw in the towel?

Grace, what is it

that you wanna do?

I wanna write.

The publishers said

that my world is small.

And you know what?

Maybe they're right.

You know, what do I

really have to say?

Well, sounds to me that

you have had quite an adventure

over the last two days.

Well, I have sort of started

working on a new story, but...

it's rough.

You know, I'm not really sure

if it's anything yet.

Grab your stuff.

There is only

one way to find out.

Come with me.

Okay.

I will make us some lunch.

And when you have

something to share,

we'll read it together.

Oh, there are extra pencils

in the left drawer.

We'll start you off

in bookkeeping

until you get caught up

in operations.

I can't tell you how glad I am

to have you home, Mike.

Yeah.

It's good, steady work.

And you'll have lots of time

for your hobby.

It's not a hobby, Dad.

Look...

I know this isn't

how you pictured your life.

But you could build

a career here.

Ten years, you're

running the place.

It's a smart play.

Grace?

I need to talk to you.

I am not gonna forget him,

and you can't make me.

I know.

I'm here to help you.

Harvey will be right behind me.

We need to go

before he gets here.

Uh, I'm supposed to

meet Michael.

If we stay, it won't matter.

Please?

Okay.

Where are we going?

I haven't really

thought that far ahead.

Well, then why

are we doing this?

I thought you

wanted me to forget.

You know you were

my first ever dream?

Really?

They give you ten

assignments when you start.

I was really nervous,

but then...

I started watching

your memories, and...

I felt like I knew you.

And then inspiration

just hit me.

I found this old memory

of your driver's test--

Wait, the driver's test dream?

That was you?

Yeah...

I loved that dream!

That was a great dream.

I wrote 13 pages of a story

after that dream.

See, that's what every

dream-weaver hopes for!

That their work helps a dreamer

figure something out,

make a breakthrough.

We build a dream, you live it.

If we build a great dream...

we make a real difference

in your life.

Being down here,

it just made me realize

how little I really know.

About the world, people.

Like, what does it feel like

to swim in the ocean?

Fall in love?

How often are you

supposed to exfoliate?

Twice a week, I think?

See?

I never would have guessed.

Everything I know

about this world

I know through

other people's memories.

Your memories.

But since I've been down here,

I've felt rain...

and the breeze on my face!

I met a cat!

It's pretty awesome, right?

The best!

Look, Alura...

I think you are doing

an amazing job.

I mean, all of my dreams

lately have been...

incredible.

Really?

You're not just saying that?

Oh, yeah!

I mean, the dream

the other night

when I was wearing

the spring formal dress?

Great pull!

I love that dress.

Me too.

Alura...

I'm really grateful for you.

And I am so, so glad that

you are my dream-weaver.

They said this was

"lemon meringue."

You really don't

have pie in Dream Land?

No. We do have

some things from down here,

but it's a whole process.

You gotta submit

a request to the Council.

It's a lot of paperwork.

Well, if things can

change in Dream Land,

maybe you can change the rule

about meeting someone

in a dream.

Maybe.

Seems like a bigger

ask than pie.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Grace.

I never meant for

any of this to happen.

You don't need to apologize.

Of course I do!

This is all my fault.

No.

These have been the best

two days of my life.

I mean it.

I've been sort of lost,

sleepwalking through my days,

and this sort of forced me

to take some real chances.

- Okay.

- What's gonna happen to you?

I dunno, probably sanctioned.

Definitely fired.

I'll be okay.

Maybe I'll get a job at

the department of weather.

There's a department

of weather?

- Yeah.

- What's it do?

- The weather.

- Right.

Ladies?

Harvey...

Harvey!

Harvey, we can't

take her memories!

I've told you,

it's not our decision to make.

I'll explain everything

to the council.

I'll take all the blame!

There is

an order to things.

A providence.

It is not our place

to interfere.

We already have.

We're not just

talking about one life.

We're talking thousands of

fates thrown off course.

Every little change

causes a ripple effect.

What do you mean?

Every person has

their own trajectory,

a destiny.

Your friend Michael,

for example,

is meant to go on to a very

successful music career,

one that brings his life

meaning and fulfilment.

Are you saying that...

if I keep my memories of him...

that doesn't happen?

Fate is

a delicate thing, Grace.

As I've tried to explain,

if you alter

the course of things,

it is unclear if they

will ever come to be.

Harvey...

Please...

Okay.

I agree.

Grace, no!

Michael was born

to play music.

It's what makes him happy.

I can't ruin that.

But he lives here, Grace.

The chances you'd ever cross

paths again are almost zero.

If you do this...

you'll never see him again.

I know.

But it's okay.

This is my choice.

Thank you for all the help.

What do I have to do?

Just close your eyes.

Grace?

Grace...

Hey!

Hey...

Hey!

Oh, I thought I missed you!

Sorry I'm late.

I, uh...

I tried to call you,

but then I realized

I didn't have your number.

Um...

I'm sorry, do I know you?

One sec.

Wha-- what do you mean?

I think you might have me

confused with someone else.

Did I... did...

did I do something?

Look, I'm really sorry.

I've got a flight to catch,

but I hope you find

who you're looking for.

Hey there,

I'm headed to the airport.

Grace...?

What just happened?

Michael?

I'm so sorry.

I...

I think I can shed

some light on that.

If you come with me,

I can explain everything.

How you doing, kiddo?

It's not fair.

They were so happy.

They'll go back

to their lives.

Neither will know

they've lost anything.

I'll know.

It might not seem like it,

but we did the right thing.

What is meant to be

will always be.

Hi!

Sorry, what a nightmare.

My flight was delayed

for six hours in Portland.

I still can't believe

you went to Portland on a whim!

No notice!

Well, I texted you!

From the train!

Well, you were

the one that told me

to get out of my comfort zone,

so if you really

think about it,

I was just taking your advice.

- Nice try.

Okay, look, I'm sorry I

didn't text you sooner, but...

it was so inspiring!

And I wrote this story

that I'm really proud of.

Look...

I know you think

this is a mistake, but...

writing is what

I was meant to do.

I owe it to myself to try.

So... does that mean

back to temping?

For now.

You sure?

I am.

Let's go get some pizza.

You can tell me

all about your story.

No olives.

By the way...

Whatever happened

to your dream man?

Who?

For your first review,

the Council has evaluated

your work performance,

including quality control

and dream output,

and compliance with

all required regulations.

We've also taken

into consideration

assessments from your superiors.

You have achieved strong

marks across the board.

We'll be increasing your

case load to 30 assignments.

You don't seem pleased

with your review.

No.

I mean, yes, yes!

I am.

Congratulations, Alura.

You have a bright future

ahead of you at Dream Central.

Francis, O'Maley & Steele,

how can I help you?

Of course.

One moment while I connect you.

Eddy.

Grace.

Hello?

The New Yorker

loves your story.

Loves it!

They want it for

their October issue.

I mean, it's great stuff.

Dream police,

a hunky musician...

Where do you come up

with this stuff?

Honestly, I...

I don't know.

Well, I've set up

some meetings for you.

This is just the beginning.

We'll definitely be in touch.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Woo!

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry!

Michael and Grace

are in the same place...?

Excuse me, excuse me!

Sorry, sorry!

I need Grace McMahon's

memories from last night.

Please, it's important.

Sorry, sorry,

sorry, sorry!

To my sister, the author!

- It's just one short story.

That's how it all starts.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks.

Hey!

This is a celebration.

What's with the look?

I know. I...

I'm happy.

I am.

You know, this is everything

I've ever wanted.

I just...

I don't know.

I can't shake the feeling

that there's something...

missing.

I'm Michael Roy.

How's everyone else doing?

Yeah, yeah!

Good to hear, good to hear.

Uh, this is a new one

I've been working on.

I was always

searching for something.

Never settling

for anything less

than what I was dreaming of.

Everyone tells you,

play it safe.

Kept hearing a voice,

she said...

"Have grace, have faith."

Kept hearing a voice,

she said...

"Have grace, have faith."

If we never met...

If our paths

never crossed...

Part of me would always

be looking for you.

Part of you would

always be looking.

If we never met...

If our story got lost...

Part of me would always

be looking for you.

Part of you would

always be looking.

A part of me...

is a part of you.

Life is a delicate,

delicate thing.

Sleepwalking, ignoring...

He's good.

Yeah.

Everyone tells you

play it safe.

Kept hearing a voice,

she said...

Have grace, have faith.

Kept hearing a voice,

she said...

Have grace, have faith.

Kept hearing a voice,

she said...

Have faith, find grace.

Michael Roy, come on!

Thank you!

Thank you.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

Hey, man, can I

get a water, please?

You got it.

Thanks.

Come on...

Come on, say something!

Hi.

Um, I really liked your set.

Thanks.

I'm Michael.

Michael...

Grace.

My new song is called "Grace."

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Okay, that is so odd.

- Why?

Um, well, I'm a writer,

and I just published

my first story.

It's about a musician

named Michael.

- Wow.

- Yeah!

That's...

This must be fate.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Um...

Have a good night.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Yeah, you too.

I believe you can get me

through the night...

No, don't go!

Come back!

Hey, Alura!

Good stuff!

Oh, Dream Weaver...

I believe we can reach

the morning light.

Fly me high through

the starry skies...

Or maybe to

an astral plane...

Cross the highways

of fantasy...

Actually...

Can I get you a drink?

That's not... water?

Fancy!

I would love that.

- Great.

Oh, Dream Weaver...

So...

You're a writer?

Yeah.

That's awesome.

I told you, kid.

What is meant to be

will always be.

Come on.

They've got cherry pie

in the cafeteria.

Pie?

That's right...