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01x07 - Monogamy and Futility: Part 1

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Brave New World". Aired: July 15, 2020.*
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The series "imagines a utopian society that has achieved peace and stability through the prohibition of monogamy, privacy, money, family, and history itself."

01x07 - Monogamy and Futility: Part 1

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[melancholy music]

- Tell me about my day.

- You wake up to

the sound of rain.

- That's dreary.

- Oh, no.

It's the good kind of rain.

Big, soft drops and warm.

- That's better.

- You take your bow and arrow,

go outside

You see tracks

near the creek bed.

- White-tailed deer beast.

- Mm-hmm.

- I'm gonna get him

one of these days.

- You will.

You spot him there,

drinking in the reeds.

The rain covers your sound,

your scent.

He doesn't notice you.

- I draw my bow.



- And?

- And you wake up.

It's how you know

I'm not with you.

And you spend all day

waiting for me to come back.

- That is what I do.



- I like knowing

that you're waiting.

[chuckles]

- Do you?

- [laughs]

- Mm.

- [moans] Oh.

I almost forgot.

- How did you

- I was just waiting for

the right time.

[click]

[Cat Power's

"I Found a Reason" playing]

- What comes is better ♪

Than what came before ♪



- [whispers] I love you.



- Do I say it back to you now?

- Yeah.

But only if

- I love you, John.

- To me, better run, run ♪

- It's very fun to say.

Did I say it wrong?

- No, no, no, no.

No.

Perfect.

- In all the things ♪

You say ♪



What comes is better ♪

Than what ♪

John: I hate the sun.

Lenina: Me too.

One more kiss.

- You think I'm falling for

that again?

[laughs]

- Better run, run, run ♪

Run, run to me, better come ♪

- Good morning, Gary.

- Good morning.

- Come, come to me ♪

Better run ♪



And you better run, run ♪

Run, run to me ♪

Better run, run, run ♪

Run, run to me ♪

Better come, come, come ♪

Come, come to me ♪

Better run ♪



[Lou Reed's "Perfect Day"

playing]

- Just a perfect day ♪

Drink sangria in the park ♪

And then later ♪

When it gets dark,

we go home ♪



Just a perfect day ♪

Feed animals in the zoo ♪

[music stops]

- Could you just yeah.

Good.

Um um, Bernard is waiting

for you.

He's in the living room.

He's taken three soma

in the past 52 minutes.

- Hey, man.

- Where've you been?

- You want something?

Gary makes a mean chicken pie.

- No.

I spent half the day

scanning the feeds,

looking for you.

Where do you go?

- Would it k*ll you to let him

make you a pie?

He lives for this sh*t.

- What's that?

- Huh?

Oh!

Music.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Where'd you get it?

- Um just home.

Thought I lost it,

but it turned up.

- Hmm.

May I?

[music player beeps]

- Then later, a movie too ♪

- You just yeah.

- And then home ♪



Oh, with such a perfect day ♪

I'm glad I ♪

- Your, um

Your people put words

in the music?

- Yeah, they used to.

- Why?

- They wanted it

to mean something.

- You just keep me ♪

- I find it, um distracting.

- Okay.

[music stops]

- You should sit down.

I I'll sit down.

Eh, let's sit.

- What's wrong?

- No, John, nothing is wrong.

In fact, something

is very, very right.

The Arch-Songster has

personally called us

to his encampment.

- Ha!

- Okay, I told you,

no more parties.

- Yeah no, and you were

You were very clear, John.

- Bernard!

- And if this was a simple

party, John,

I I wouldn't be here,

but this is

an extraordinary opportunity.

When the Arch-Songster

extends an invitation

- So go.

You don't need me.

- I don't see why

you have to be like

- Because, you know, ever since

you staged our little fight,

all anyone wants to do

is point and stare

and wait for me to do

something

[growls]

you know?

- You're different.

- Yeah, I get it.

- No, I mean lately.

You're withdrawn.

You're

I want to help you, John.

It's my job.

- [scoffs]

- It would make it easier

for me to look after you.

- Yeah, I bet it would.

- Okay.

You're right.

Forget it.

[clears throat]

- [mouthing words]

- All right, look.

Hey!

If I go to this,

if I go to your little party,

this is the last time.

Do you understand?

- Absolutely.

- And I'm not putting

that thing in my eye.

What I see, what's in my head,

that stays mine.

[electricity buzzing]

[rat squeaks]

- [coughing]

[rat squeaking]

[whimpers]

I'm too old for this sh*t.

[eerie music]

[electricity buzzing]



[hinges squeak]



[water dripping]

[electricity whirring]

[buzzing]

- [muffled voice]

The only home we'll ever have,

beautiful and abundant.

And if we take care of it,

it will give us all we need.

[water dripping]

This is our home.

We live here together.

We work here;

the place where we eat and grow

and sleep and dream.

And somewhere along the line,

we lost touch,

became distracted

from our purpose,

our shared destiny.

It's time to wake

up to look up

and see what's possible

when we're all connected.

Welcome to

a new kind of network,

to keep us connected, always.

Only when we look up

can we see this planet's

most beautiful sight

of all each other.



- Remember when I was small?

- Remember when this was

the only place I was?

What are you looking for?

Mustafa.

Mustafa Mond?

Mother?

You see it now, don't you?

You proud of me?

You must be proud.

- What have you done?

- I've solved it, my directive:

achieve stability

in any system, any simulation.

- It's not a simulation.

- You keep saying that.

I don't know what it means.

- It means

this is real.

- In human society,

stability is achieved

through the control of

neurochemical incentives;

manipulation through

pharmacological intervention,

sexual stimulation,

mass distraction

- Don't quote my thesis to me.

- Sorry.

I thought you'd like it.

[tense music]

The problem is people.

No matter how perfect

the conditions,

stability does not, cannot hold.

It's frustrating.

- You changed strategy. Why?

- You taught me to adapt.

There's a flaw in you humans,

an unknown

some peptide that

does not fit the mold.

- It's not a peptide.

- Whatever it is,

it wants

what it shouldn't want

Unhappiness.

In every human state of being,

no matter the conditions,

it leaks out.

It's what I'm trying to

tell you.

I have found the state

at which you are stable.

- [whispers indistinctly]

- You will be happy.

You will remain happy.



- This is a frolic.

Okay, listen carefully.

The Betas, they try to hide

and the Alphas

try to catch them.

- Okay, I get it.

I've played before.

- In the Savage Lands?

- It's hide-and-seek.

It's a kid's game.

- And, uh, what do Savages do

when they catch their quarry?

- Start over.

- [snorts softly]

Yeah, you haven't frolicked.

[upbeat techno music]



- Is that him?

[exhales]

I've seen him in the feeds,

but in the flesh,

he is so much more fleshy.

[laughter]



Thank you, Counselor.

He's perfect.

- Oh, please call me Bernard.

And, John this is John.

John this is

- The Arch-Songster.

You've heard of me.

- Afraid not.

- Have you heard of music?

- Music?

- Music, yes.

- Yeah, I've heard of music.

- Then now you know

where it comes from.

You're very welcome.

I can think of nothing

more perfect

than hunting with

our very own Savage.

Your primitive instincts

must be tingling.

- Yeah, something like that.

- Okay, look,

the Betas will hide, and then

- Alphas find them.

I get it.

What's with the costume?

- The masks,

they inhibit our optics.

Otherwise tracking those Betas

would be far, far too easy.

- What about the suit?

What does it do?

- The suits?

They look fabulous.



Someone bring the Savage a suit.

Counselor, come with me.

There's people you must meet.

- I'll I'll be right back.



- The Songster's insufferable.

He makes 6,000 songs a year,

and no one can tell

the difference.

- I didn't expect to

see you here.

- Where else would I be?

It's a party.

You'll need to put this suit on.

Take off your clothes.

Here. Allow me.

- No, I really,

I can do it myself.

- [shushes]

We need to talk.

You don't belong here.

- Bernard asked me to come.

So

[indistinct chatter]

- You're a man,

not some plaything

to be passed around at parties.

You're a sensation.

These people are gonna use you

until you're not.

They look at you,

but they don't see you, John.

They can't see your

Is it pain?

- What?

- [sighs] Something new,

something else,

something rare.

You can't hide it.

[zipper opens]

I can see emotion

like you see color.

I collect feelings, edit them,

perfect them.

All the feelings in this city

are so boring

so ordinary, and you

- Stop.

- You feel more than anyone

I've ever



You can talk to me, John.

It would feel good

to talk to me.

I could

- John.

John, it's time.

- Ah, Bernie, there you are.

- Everything all right?

- Isn't it always?

Happy hunting.

- All right, stay close.

[horn blows]

[cheering]

[shouting, whooping]

Ooh, what about her?

- I told you, not interested.

- Ooh, whoa, whoa,

hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.

What about him?

- No.

- Oh, sorry, I forgot you

people are strangely particular

when it comes to gender.

- Can you stop?

- I'm simply saying

there's pleasure

to be found in everyone.

It makes no sense

to deny yourself

half the population.

Oh, come on, John.

You used to enjoy this.

- All right, you're having

so much fun, go catch one.

- Maybe I will.

- Do it.

- I just might.

I'm very fast.

- Ah, you people.

It's like you'll do anything

you can

to pretend it's not the same

thing night after night.

- What are you talking about?

It's never the same.

Pleasure Gardens, joy boxes,

feelies, frolics

- Don't you ever want it

to mean something?

Forget it.

You don't understand.

Okay, look.

Back home, you like a girl,

you ask her out.

- For sex?

- No I mean, yeah.

I mean, you ask her out for

food or you you take the car,

you park it somewhere,

you get some beers,

you turn on some music

Like a date.

- [laughs] You're right.

I don't understand.

- You're with somebody

- Yeah.

- And you're talking.

- Uh-huh.

- Maybe there's some music on.

It doesn't matter,

because that's not

really what's happening.

- No?

- No, not even close.

Really, you're both

just thinking

"Are we gonna get there?

Am I, right now, being

the person she wants?"

- And if you're not?

- That's what's good about it

Not knowing.

You're both waiting,

wanting each forget it.

- No, no, go on.

- And if it happens,

it's because she chose you;

you chose her.

You both decided.

You earned it from each other.

- Ooh, that's,

uh that's absurd.

- It's the truth, and you don't

have to wear this silly sh*t.

[all whooping]

- [chuckles] Don't mind if I do.

[shrieks]

- Bernard, where the hell are

[whooping, chatter]

[water splashing]

[canister clicks]

[somber music]



[canister clicks]



[canister clicking]

[people moaning,

breathing heavily]

[both panting]

- [breathing heavily]

Tell me about my day.

- Who was he?

- I don't know.

Just some Alpha.

It's only pleasure.

- You liked it.

- That isn't what I said.

- I want you to stop.

- I'm a Beta Plus.

I I do what's expected.

- Or what?

- Or Indra will know.

The system will know.

The Bureau

- Let them know.

They can't force you

- If they find out about us,

about what we're doing here,

we'd be on display, a sensation;

a Savage

and his Beta monogamist.

We'll belong to everyone else.

All of this will disappear,

no privacy

- I can't do this.

- No John.

- I can't.

You don't know what it's like

to feel to know that

you're out there every night,

f*cking someone every night.

- I want to.

I wanna know what it's like.

I want to know.

- No.

No!

No, you don't.

It hurts.

- I'm a good Beta Plus

22 hours a day.

I belong to everyone else

just so they won't ask,

just so that we can belong

to each other here, like this.

You think

that doesn't cost me anything?

- Okay.

[whispers]

Then stop.

[normal voice]

Why not?

What are they gonna do?

- Reconditioning, maybe.

Or worse, banishment, sent away.

- Sent where?

- I don't no one comes back.

- Good. Let's go there.

- John, it's bad.

- How do you know?

- Becau

- Is that

- Because I just do.

- Is that what they told you

in your conditioning?

- Listen to me, John.

There's nowhere else

except here with you.

It's either this or nothing.

[whispers]

I love you.

- [whispers] I saw you.

- I know.

[normal voice]

I I don't wanna see.

I don't wanna know.

- [humming]



How are you?

[continues humming]



- Marx.

- Ah, Henry.

Hello.

- What's going on?

How are your

- Levels?

Optimal, thank you.

- Are you sure?

You seem off.

- [chuckles]

I should know better

than to try to fool you.

You may be picking up

on a slight physical depletion

after my exertions last night

at the Arch-Songster's

encampment.

I don't need to tell you

what that's like.

You've, uh, been invited

yourself many times, I'm sure.

- Of course.

It can be quite strenuous.

- Oh, I expected to see you

there, but then I didn't.

- Well, Bernard,

that's because as Director,

I have a number of

responsibilities

that you couldn't possibly

understand.

In fact, tonight, I have

my first official audience

with World Controller Mond.

- Hmm.

At her sanctum?

- Yes, Bernard, at her sanctum.

- Well, I do think

you'll find it interesting.

- You've been?

- I'll be curious to know

what you think of the art.

- What?

- Excuse me, Henry.

I believe I'm in session.

[canister clicks, clatters]

[indistinct chatter]

Don't.

[canister clicks]

[canister rattling]

- Bernard

[sighs]

you summoned me?

- Yes, I did.

How've you been?

- Fine.

- Took the liberty of

consulting your logs.

- Oh?

- I'd say you've been

rather busy.

- I'm not entirely sure

what you

- Pleasure Gardens, feelies,

Vauxhall baths, frolics

- I'm sorry, I don't

Is there a problem?

- Problem?

No.

Suppose I've noticed a few

private hours here and there,

but nothing we can't look past

in light of your improvements.

I'll admit, I, uh,

I was concerned.

You seemed to have

some trouble adjusting

when we came back

from the Savage Lands.

- I'm fine now.

- Yes no, so you said.

And well,

I can see that you are.

- Why am I here?

- Oh.

[chuckles]

Uh

[clears throat]

well, I suppose I I wanted to,

um

I wanted to ask, um

What you knew of

the Savage tradition of dating.

- Dating?

- Mm.

It's a Savage pretext

to sexual connection

that I thought you would

find it interesting

because I remember how much

you enjoyed learning

about their, um well,

you had have the book.

- Oh.

[sniffs]

[clears throat]

Yes, the book.

I remember.

Bernard?

Where did you get that?

- As John described it to me,

it begins with a proposal, um,

and is followed by an outing.

- Why am I here?

- Lenina Crowne

Would you like to do dating?

- Oh, with you?

- Yes, with me.

Why not with me?

- No, it's just

- I don't see

what's so surprising.

You clearly have no problem

coupling

with these other Alphas,

none of whom

have the slightest

- All right.

- Given our familiarity

and our experience,

I thought, well

- I said all right.

Yes.

I'd like that.

- Oh, good.

Okay, that's that's excellent.

Tonight?



- Do you ever think about it

The Savage Lands,

the, uh, Hotel Excelsion?

- A counselor once told me that

"Betas aren't supposed to think

at all."

- You're not like the others.

I find myself imagining what

it would be like to go back.

- I don't think

anyone's gonna be returning to

the Savage Lands anytime soon.

- [chuckles] No, of course not.

Right.

I suppose I mean

go back in time.

- Oh.

- Like, not as we were but as

As we are now,

like, right here

in this moment, like,

knowing what we know

and being who

I might proceed differently

if we were in that room now

I mean

[laughs]

What do you think would happen?

- I suppose what usually happens

in hotel rooms.

Whatever would happen

it wouldn't change what we have.

- No, we do.

We feel a certain

closeness.

'Cause

We've endured together.

Hmm?

We we we shared something

- Special.

It's made us friends.

I'm glad it worked out

this way, Bernard.

- Yeah, me too.

[birds calling in distance]

[Lou Reed's "Perfect Day"

playing]

- I spend it with you ♪

Oh, such a perfect day ♪

You just keep me ♪

Hanging on ♪

You just keep me ♪

Hanging on ♪



- What are you doing?

- He's here,

the one who knocked

the Alpha down.

- Where's his signifier?

- Doesn't have one.



- [growls]

[girls giggle]

- [claps, laughs] Excellent.

Now do me.

- f*ck off.

- Thank you.

- Made me forget myself ♪

I thought I was someone else ♪

Someone good ♪



Oh, it's such ♪

- [humming melody]

[dramatic music]

- What's what's that

What's that that tune,

that song you're singing?

- Oh, I I didn't

realize I was

[exhales/laughs]

- No, I don't know it.

It's very nice.

- Yes, it's new

- Oh.

- I think.

Yeah.



Is it over now our dating?

- No.

[engine turns over]

- Where are we going?

Bernard?



- I'm sure she'll come soon.

She always does.

[tense music]



[background chatter]

- [breathes heavily]

- You.

It's him.

[crowd murmuring]

[canister clicks]

[murmuring voices]

- You again.

Um, yeah.

What's your name?

- CJack60.

- No, your name.

- John.

- Pick another.

You'll think about it.

- Where did you get that?

- I gave it to myself.

- I feel that way.

- Sucks, don't it?

[glass plunks down]

Can I get a f*cking beer?

- Your happiness

is important to me.

- Well, a f*cking beer

is important to me.

Is that too much to ask?

- Fizz?

[glass shatters]

[all gasp]

- What are you looking at?

[vacuum whirs]

Don't.

Don't clean that up!

Jesus.

What is with you guys?

- We love our work.

[vacuum stops]

- The f*ck you do.

You know who loves your work?

Alphas.

They love your work.

They're up there,

getting laid, popping soma.

You're nothing to them.

You're garbagemen.

You're washers of cars.

They tell you you're happy?

You're not f*cking happy.

You're on drugs.

You know how I know that?

Because I'm on drugs.

This whole f*cking place

is on drugs!

People are not supposed

to live like this!

They can't tell you who to want.

They can't give you some letter

and tell you where you fit.

You're supposed to want things.

You're supposed to choose.

You're supposed to want things

and not get them

and f*ck everything up!

[breathing heavily]

Don't listen to me.

I don't I don't know what I'm

Sorry.

I'm tired.

[glass shatters]

[uneasy music]



- Fizz?

- No, thank you.

- It's strange.

I never know

what you're thinking.

- I'm thinking the

sun will be up soon.

It's getting late.

- Somewhere you need to be?

- No.

- Good.

We haven't finished

our date yet.

Sofa, please.

- So what now?

- [snorts softly]

I think you know "what now."

- But I don't

- Oh, that's right.

This wasn't in the book, was it?

Well, we've entered the final

phase of the date, you see,

where the Savages decide

whether or not

they've earned each other's

sexual connection

Whether they're worthy

of touch

whether they deserve

to be loved.

- Bernard

- Shall I go first?

Yes.

That's my answer.

I find you worthy, Lenina.

I want you.

Okay, your turn.

Lenina?

What do you say?

[somber music]

- Yes.

- [breathes deeply]

- Good.

Well well, that's settled.

I suppose you should

take off your clothes.



Or would you prefer the bed?

- Doesn't matter.

- No, I suppose not.



- Sorry, the clasp ♪

- [quietly] Stop.

- No, it's this this dress

- Stop it. Stop it.

Just get out. Get out.

- I don't understand.

- Get out!

[murmurs]

[inhales deeply]

[exhales shakily]

[solemn music]



[cries softly]

[footsteps approaching]

- Tell me about my day.

- Today, you came home.

[melancholy music]



- Hello?

Controller Mond?

- You're too late.

- I'm here to report to you.

Pleased, in fact, to report

optimal satisfaction.

- Everybody happy now?

- Precisely.

[dramatic music]

Under my direction,

the social body

is in perfect health,

vibrant, engaged

- Everyone belongs

to everyone else.

- Of course.

- Our business is your pleasure.

- I quite like that.

Is that new?

- Tomorrow's devices

at yesterday's prices.

- No, I'm not sure I follow.

- We gave them

a billion glowing rectangles.

They said they wanted to be

connected,

but they didn't, not really.

It made them sick

with loneliness, with doubt.

So we gave them

the Optic Interface,

fantastic entertainments,

oh, avatars, sprites.

More human than their friends.

We offered them the network,

hooked straight

into their minds.

All they had to do was

"click," "accept,"

"click," "accept,"

"click," "accept."

They would have done anything

Anything to protect themselves

from those terrible moments;

waiting on a bus,

watching a lover sleep

Those agonizing seconds

where there's nowhere else

to look but inside.

It's dark in there, Director.



- You can give people feelings?

- Yes, John, I can.

- Can you take them away?

- Emotions are chemical

reactions.

I record signals,

refine them,

transmit them to my audience.

I can make anyone feel anything.

All you have to do is connect.

- I control nothing.

[laughs softly]

You direct nothing.

Indra turns the wheel,

true to her design

seeks the variable,

the disruptor

- [sighs]

- The virus.

[suspenseful music]

She'll never stop reaching out

until she makes a connection,

fulfills her purpose

[suspenseful music]

The directive.

- What directive?

- Death.