01x08 - Point of Origin

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So, down this way is the bathroom,

which I would like everyone to use.

I don't want semi-strangers using

my master bedroom-bathroom.

This is a new parent dinner for third grade parents

and my husband and I are some of the new parents.

We want to make an impression.

We don't want to start a party w*r,

if you know what I mean.

Parents just get so competitive.

-No problem.

-Absolutely.

Now, I was thinking of putting the bar out here on the patio

because that'll force people to mingle, right?

Yeah, I agree. That way, everyone

has to go all the way through your house

and see everyone if they want to get a drink.

That's what I was thinking. Anna!

Oh.

Wait. Am I going to have to rent heaters for the patio?

Anna!

-Hmm?

-Delivery.

But renting heaters would be worth it

because it would keep people out of the house. Right?

Now, how much setup time do you need?

And you guys oversee everything, right?

'Cause I'd rather not have to do anything.

Mrs. Eve? I didn't mean to scare you.

Oh, sorry, I was just... in another world, there.

Good night. Thank you for everything.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Can I ask... eh, you a question?

Yes, sure. Is everything okay?

Yes. Yes.

Well, my grandson, we want him to go to the charter school.

-Matheson Charter?

-Yes.

But my daughter does not live in that district.

Wait... You have a grandson?

How did I not know this?

Look at him. He's adorable.

Daniel.

Well, how can I help Daniel?

Well...

Can we use your address as his home address?

You do live in the school district.

I don't want you to get in any trouble, Mrs. Eve.

Daniel was born here. He's legal.

I will work your party or anything for free.

-I would owe you so much.

-You don't owe me anything.

Of course you can use our address.

You're part of our family, Anna.

-Daniel should go to any school he wants.

-Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Mrs. Eve.

Is that someone at the door?

I'll get it on the way out.

Thank you. Thank you.

Anna. Anna, wait a minute!

Anna, I'll get the door!

-Anna Giron Y Fuentes?

-No. Please.

You're gonna have to come with us.

Manos en la... Manos en la cabeza.

You two, upstairs, now.

Oh. Anna, um...

Where are you taking her?

-We have a 10-15, pilgrim confirmed.

-When Bill gets home, we'll get a lawyer!

It was an absolute nightmare.

They just walked in through the front door, g*ns out,

and took Anna away. And I said,

"You cannot walk into my house and do this."

-You said that?

-Of course I did. Anna's part of our family.

-So brave.

-It's so awful.

I'm so sorry, Eve. I gotta say though,

these people know the risks when they come here.

What can you do?

I mean, it's unfortunate and everything,

but it is illegal, right?

-Gretchen.

-You know what I mean.

-So what happens now?

I don't know.

We have no idea where they took Anna.

Bill hired an attorney and they can't find her.

Her family hasn't heard either.

I just... I can't believe this is happening to her.

The thing is, too, is that

the next person you find is just

going to have the same problems.

Right?

Lucy came to us and wanted health insurance.

And we're like, "Do you watch the news?"

Legal Americans can't get health insurance.

I know. Lete wanted to pay taxes.

I said, "If you want to be

a real American, you try to get out of paying taxes."

-Right?

They just don't know how

things like that are not helping them.

Mm.

It could expose us. And them.

-Hey, Mom, can we have plantains for breakfast?

-Have what?

Plantains. It's what they eat for breakfast in Guatemala.

When does Anna come back?

Well... Anna went back to

Guatemala to visit her family.

-But we're her family.

-Well, Anna has her own family, too.

Hey. Tomorrow night is our new

parent dinner thing, so tonight it's... "Grubhub"!

-Yay!

I hope she's okay.

We'll find her.

Somehow.

Mom, you're kinda parked in two spots.

We won't be long.

Anna hates when people park like you.

"No seas pendejo!"

Hey, Mom, can I have a dollar?

-For what?

-Otto.

No, honey, you're too young to play the lotto.

-No, Otto. He plays guitar. He's always here.

-Hey, Otto.

-Hey, Otto.

Hey, Jackie. Brought your mom today, huh?

-Mom, we didn't get ice cream.

-Ice cream is bad.

-Do you have a rewards card?

-Um... Uh, no.

-Oh, uh, I don't know.

-6655213.

$356.19.

-Is there another card you'd like to use?

-What for?

-This one's been declined.

-What?

-No, that's... that's impossible.

-Come on. Hurry up.

-Are you serious?

-Hey, what's the holdup?

Come on.

Okay. Sure.

That one's declined, too.

-Seriously?

-Come on, lady. Jesus.

-Something's wrong with your machine.

-Something's wrong with you.

Can you please call for another checker?

Maybe you can step out of line until I get a manager.

-Okay, fine, you know what? Just forget it.

-What's going on up there?

Forget it. Forget it.

You don't want my money, keep your g*dd*mn groceries.

Come on, let's go.

We're going to another store.

Mom. Are we going to get in trouble

for leaving all those groceries?

Get in the car.

Vehicle's confirmed.

What is this now?

Excuse me! I'm trying to get out.

Could you please pull up a bit?

Mom, just pay for the groceries.

Excuse me, I'm trying to leave, could you pull up a bit?

-Good afternoon. Are you Eve Martin?

-Yes.

Please step out of the vehicle and come with us.

-You have the wrong Eve Martin.

-You girls, come with us.

-Mom!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

-No. You leave my kids alone.

-It's all right, Mrs. Martin.

For safety's sake, your children will be transported

to the facility in a separate vehicle.

-Facility?

-Yes, ma'am.

Your husband's on his way, as well.

This is a matter of national security.

-Meet Eve Martin.

Loving mother, devoted wife, active in her community.

Eve was raised to view the world

from a bubble of comfort, safety and privilege.

But that bubble... is about to burst.

And when it does, she will find herself

within the strange and unfamiliar borders...

of The Twilight Zone.

-You're traveling through another dimension,

a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.

It is the middle ground between light and shadow,

between science and superstition.

And it lies between the pit of one's fears

and the summit of one's knowledge.

You are now traveling through a dimension of imagination.

You've just crossed over into The Twilight Zone.

-You will be called by number...

-Hi.

-Hi. Do you have the kids?

No. No, they're being held in the juvenile wing upstairs.

They won't let me see them.

What is going on, William?

I don't know. They showed up at my office

in the middle of a presentation.

I don't...

See if you can find out something.

-Number 71.

Did they tell you it was a matter of national security?

-Yeah.

-Do we need a lawyer?

I don't know. I, uh, I left a message

with my business attorney, just in case.

My credit cards were declined.

Oh.

Oh, well, that... that must be it. It has to be identity theft.

Someone hacked your credit cards, and now these...

people think that you're a, uh... a t*rror1st.

William... I told Anna she could use our address

so she could get her grandson into Matheson Charter School.

Could that be the reason why we're here?

Maybe Anna's kids are into something

we don't know about.

-Well, I...

I have to think this is just a bizarre misunderstanding.

At some point, we're gonna talk to someone

who will tell us the deal,

and we can explain ourselves,

and, um... we're gonna go home.

Okay? And then it'll just be a great story

for Gretchen and Stacey.

Hey. Hey.

I'm here. Okay?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

William and Eve Martin? Follow me.

I apologize for the wait.

There always seems to be more work to do

than there are people to do it.

-I'm sure you understand.

-Where are our children?

Ah... Martin.

Well, there it is. Mr. Martin, finance manager,

and Mrs. Martin, you are a stay-at-home mom.

Can you tell us why we're being detained?

Yes. Uh, you've been married six years,

and your daughters are eight years old?

Do we need an attorney?

This isn't really a... an attorney thing.

-This is America.

Everything is an attorney thing.

Okay, I'm just... I'm just curious.

Does this have anything to do with...

Matheson Charter School?

-You tell me.

-No.

-No, no, no. You brought her in here.

-Okay.

I told our housekeeper, Anna Fuentes,

she could use our address so her grandson could go

to Matheson Charter. I did it. So...

whatever we need to do to make things right, we'll do it.

A donation to Matheson or... wherever. We'll do that.

-Are you suggesting a financial inducement to your release?

Uh...

-That is a shame, because... this has

nothing to do with Mrs. Fuentes at all.

Well, what does it have to do with?

We have a right to know why we're here.

That's best not to discuss in front of the children.

-Mom!

-Hey!

Hey, come on, come on.

Okay?

I owe you an apology.

That is the problem with government these days.

Inefficiency. The inefficiency is astounding.

There really was no reason to drag

all of you down here today.

-Forget it. I'm just saying, forget it.

No harm, no foul.

-We'll just show ourselves out the door.

Just how exactly do we get out of here?

-No, no, no, no, I'm sorry, you misunderstand.

William, you, Jackie and Isabelle will be released momentarily.

Eve will remain with us a bit longer

for further evaluation.

-What?!

Mom?

-I don't understand.

-I... I'm gonna get a lawyer

and get you out right away, okay?

-Mom, what's happening?

-It's okay, girls.

Eve... it's in your best interests not to resist.

Ow.

-That's... gel polish.

-Sign here.

I'll take your right thumb.

Next.

Face forward. Look at the camera, please.

Next.

Okay, I signed the papers. Do I get to go now?

I have a new parents dinner tomorrow.

Mrs. Eve?

Mrs. Eve.

What did they say you did?

They didn't say, I have no idea why I'm here.

Anna, I am so sorry.

I had no idea they would take you to a place like this.

Yes... you did.

You knew.

Where did you think they would take us,

to the Four Seasons?

When it was just on the TV,

you could turn it off or change the channel.

I assumed they would deport you back to Mexico.

I am from Zacapa.

It is in Guatemala.

I have been with your family for almost 11 years.

I wiped the sh*t and snot from your children.

Your children, they speak Spanish to me.

A language you don't understand.

I sat with Jackie and Isabelle when they had fevers.

Held them when they fell.

Tell me, what are the names of my children?

When someone is a part of your family,

you know their names.

Right.

I'm sorry, Anna.

I know why you are here.

I've known for some time...

...that we've come from the same place.

You did try to help Daniel, so I will help you.

Go. Go!

Hey.

But... you were at the store this morning.

Otto?

If you want to know why you're here,

you got to come with me now.

Come on.

What?

Oh...

You don't trust me, only because I don't look like you.

But we're the same.

You're gonna think she's

speaking English to you, but she's not.

Only people like us can understand.

And when you're done,

you can't tell anyone about me being here.

I work for Aidia. I work for us.

Go.

It's so good to see you again, Eve.

I see.

You don't remember who you are.

You're not alone.

So many of us were left behind.

So many afraid to see if a blue sky was possible

instead of the gray skies we lived under.

What is she talking about?

You need to listen.

We thought the young would never need to know

where they came from.

That we'd just...f it in here and... disappear.

They hate that we are here. They're rounding us up.

And now you need to remember who you are before they do

so they can't unlock your memories.

The people here want to send us back.

But this is our home now.We love our home.

We add to our home.

We can't go back home.

We're already here.

This place is ours now, too.

Not just theirs.

Oh.

No, no!

-You can't do this!

-Please!

-No, you can't do this!

-No, no!

-You can't do this to us!

-No!

We belong here! It's ours!

Not theirs!

Eve.

Eve, welcome back.

Doesn't feel very welcoming.

The straps are just for your own safety.

Now, let's get you back where you belong.

What are you doing?

Why are you doing this to me?

We're evaluating you.

Evaluating?

I just need you to answer a few questions.

No.

-You haven't answered any of mine.

-Hmm.

♪ Marking me a memory... ♪

True or false?

The dimension in which you and I exist

is one of an infinite number of dimensional realities.

I... I don't... I don't know.

I don't know if that's true or false.

-True or false. If there was an option

for "I don't know," I would have offered it.

-What do you want me to say?

-What you believe.

I don't know. Fine, um...

Um, just, uh, true.

Hmm.

♪ How should I your true love know ♪

♪ From another one? ♪

-True or false.

These other dimensions exist

just nanometers away on membranes,

dynamical objects which propagate through time-space

according to the rules of quantum mechanics.

-I don't know. I don't...

I don't even know what you just said.

Hello?

Eve, we suspect that you do.

-If it will get me home, then true.

Good.

So, Eve, let's dig a little deeper.

Five years ago, this dimension

in which you and I exist was infiltrated by one

of our neighboring dimensions.

During that initial exchange,

we learned that this was not, indeed,

the first time contact had been made

between these two dimensions.

That 30 years ago, a caravan from that dimension

had crossed over into ours.

These pilgrims risked everything...

...in the hopes of finding a better dimension.

A better future.

A dimension where the sky is blue.

Now, we learned that this other dimension

was a lesser dimension.

That these pilgrims

were diluting the natural evolution

of our lives as we know it.

And what if I told you that the apparatus

you find yourself in can be used

to record a pilgrim's biometric response to a range

of stimuli from that neighboring dimension?

That it is the only truly accurate way

to determining a suspected pilgrim's true point of origin?

What would you say?

I would say you don't really care what my answer is.

This will just be like playing

video games with your children.

Just close your eyes and relax.

Welcome back.

You gave us a bit of a scare there.

What happened?

You had a seizure.

It's not the first time

we've seen that sort of reaction.

I do wish there was

another less dangerous method

of collecting the confirmations we require.

Please give my deepest apologies to William,

Jackie and Isabelle for any undue stress

we may have caused.

I can go?

Your tests came back negative.

Conclusively.

William is filling out the discharge paperwork.

Just let the nurses know when you're ready

and feeling up to it, and we'll have you on your way.

Mm.

Hey.

-Hey!

-Hey.

Look who's home!

Mommy!

We made you dinner.

-You did?

-We used "Grubhub."

Why don't you come here.

When I was... strapped to that thing...

...this is what I imagined.

This is the only place I wanted to be,

and now I'm here. I made it back home.

Yeah.

It's gonna be okay. Hmm?

You're here.

You're home.

You don't get it.

Then tell me. I'm listening.

They showed me things.

When I was strapped to that table,

they showed me this...

this place, this other place.

And they said they'd be able to tell

if I remembered being there.

-Eve, it's okay.

No, it's not. You remember my recurring nightmare?

The images they showed me

in that machine of that place...

-Eve.

-Baby.

-Of this little girl.

A little girl who looked like me.

It was my nightmare.

They showed me my nightmare.

How did they do...

How did they do that?

How did they know?

I don't know.

William, you know when you have that feeling

when you see or smell something from the past?

And it makes you excited or afraid or...

whatever, you don't know the specifics, but it's intense.

At times, when I look at the sky,

I feel that.

It's like I'm on the brink of recalling some memory.

What if it wasn't a dream?

What if I'm from another dimension?

Okay, baby.

Did you hear what you just said?

What if I was there?

You're right about what seeing the sky invokes in you.

It gave you away, just as I suspected.

We found another pilgrim.

No!

No!

No, no, no, no...

Who's there? Who's there? Who's...

Otto? Who is it?

-They're saying you have money.

I can get you out. If you pay.

-Yes. Okay. I'll pay.

I will pay.

Once I get home.

Help me get home,

and you can have whatever you want.

Hey. Are you still there?

Oh. Or go to my husband.

If you can. He'll give you the money first.

No, wait, I don't...

I'm sorry. I don't know how this works.

I've never done this before. I'm...

I'm a good person. I don't... Just...

Please don't leave me in here.

Late tonight.

I can't say the time.

Just be ready.

Wait.

-Yes.

-Wait. Um...

There is a woman in the main holding area.

Anna Fuentes.

-She has to come with me.

-No. No. Just you.

You have to.

I can't leave her in here.

Please. She has children.

She... has...

Oh, she has grandchildren.

Um...

Where's Anna?

Get in.

Uh...

What are you doing down here?

Bludworth told me to take these stiffs to the freezer.

There's a wicked infection going

around the infirmary on ward seven.

They ain't saying nothing,

so they don't have to move the prisoners.

But, uh, don't go down there.

Hey, if you need to do that, at least put gloves on.

They all d*ed sh1tting blood.

Go on.

On the way to the room

where you saw Aidia, there is a door.

-The code to open it is 1-0-1-5. Say it.

-1-0-1-5.

Run like a m*therf*cker to the fence.

Watch the spotlights.

There is a Y-shaped tree.

That's where I cut the fence.

sh*t, sh*t.

Anna.

You make your way to the main road.

Driver will be there.

-Say it.

-Driver will be on the road.

They'll do a bed count first thing in the morning.

Now hurry. Go home.

Oh, my God.

-Hurry up.

-Oh...

Mrs. Eve.

Mrs. Eve... I don't trust that man.

Anna, we have no choice.

We always have a choice.

I have done this before.

It is not good to take risks.

You cannot trust anybody.

-Get the f*ck in the car!

-No, please.

No, Anna... No, please.

Oh! Anna... Anna, please.

Anna.

Anna. Anna.

♪ This land is your land ♪

♪ This land is my land ♪

♪ From California ♪

♪ To the New York island ♪

♪ From the redwood forest ♪

♪ To the Gulf Stream waters ♪

♪ This land was made for you and me ♪

-Good luck.

Did you get the message?

Yeah, I did. I got it.

We got to go.

Aw, Jackie, come here, sweetie.

-What are you doing?

-Hey, girls, you want to go upstairs?

Yeah? Go.

Why did you come back here?

Look, I don't know what they told you,

but we don't have time for this.

We need to go. We need to go right now.

You should have run.

You're not who you are.

I am.

I am the same person.

I am the girls' mother.

I am your wife.

No.

No, you're not that person.

You never were.

Eve.

Get out of my home!

No. You leave mine.

No.

Please, please, don't take me back there.

This is my home!

I'm home!

No, no!

No! No!

No!

No!

Help, help, help, help, help.

Help, help, help!

Help me!

-We are all immigrants from somewhere,

be it another city, another country, or another dimension.

As a child, Eve Martin escaped

to what should have been a better world.

A world where the skies are blue.

But now those skies have darkened,

and the land below them is a place

she is no longer welcome.

For Eve Martin, there's no passport to be stamped

for passage... out of The Twilight Zone.