[ Wind whistling ]
♪♪
[ Device beeping ] [ Heart beating ]
[ Tone sounds ]
Amplify 540 -- Heighten quantum
and dilute bi-thereal russianac shyd.
[ Computers blipping ]
We're losing him! Increase to Enhance,
full half power!
[ Alarms sounding ]
[ Electricity winds down ]
[ Heart beats ]
Can you feel it?
If you can feel it, then you own it.
Shh. Rest.
You are with us.
♪ Are you ready, spaghetti? Fettuccine alfredi ♪
♪ I don't think so ♪ Hold me back. Hold me back.
Golden Joe, y'all! Here we go! Here we go!
I'm gettin' ready to blow!
♪ Wicked beat, [indistinct], beat ♪
♪ Ooohhhh, beat, b-beat, beat ♪
Yo, these hoochies, man, they wanna hear me sing!
♪ "G" is for "Golden," "J" is for "Joe" ♪
Let me just touch the mic, man.
Let me just touch it. ♪ Touch the mic ♪
Let me just touch it like this.
♪ Like this ♪
Let me just touch it like that. ♪ Like that ♪
I just wanna breathe. [ Exhales rhythmically ]
♪ Don't forget to breathe, breathe on it ♪
Watch out! Watch out! Here I come! Here I come!
Get ready! I'm gettin' ready to blow
this joint with this beat, man!
[ Exhaling rhythmically ]
♪ So cool ♪
[ Clears throat ] ♪ [ Rapping ] Beat monkey
tree horse ♪
♪ Tearin' up the golf course, beat monkey tree horse ♪
♪ Tearin' up the golf ♪ Tearing up
the golf ♪ course ♪
Come on, Kiki. ♪ What? ♪
You know you ain't never been with a guy
without a Bachelor's degree. [ Boings ]
♪ I'm the kinda man you dream about ♪
♪ Okay ♪ ♪ I'm to scared
to call it shorty ♪
♪ You scream and shout ♪
♪ Gimme 40, yeah! ♪
[ Record scratches ] [ Guns cocking ]
Yo! Bring my beat back, man!
[ Speaker interference ] I ain't going out like that!
[ Gunshot ]
[ Interference continues ]
Exterminator: Uh, yeah, okay.
Well, I hope you're enjoying your little
bubbly science experiment over there,
but I just want you to know that I'm not enjoying
being tied to this freakin' beam!
Huh. Now, what the he--
[ Chuckling ]
What... is that guy from?
[ Laughing ] Ooh! Look at him go!
What are you doing, little buddy?
[ Laughing ] Oh, my God! He's so tiny!
He's as funny as he is tiny!
[ Laughs ]
[ Distantly ] Oh, my G-- [ Laughing ]
Look at him go!
Ooh, look at him go!
[ Echoing ] Yo, dogs!
I got a life. I got a career.
I gotta pee. I ain't got time for this box!
Listen to this shit, though. [ Door slams ]
[ Exhaling sharply ] Ow...
Dude. [ Laughs ]
I am totally... [laughs] innocent.
I'm innocent, I-I swear. [ Chuckles ]
You the police, man!
Hang on.
I'm the cop. [ Chuckles ]
Just coppin' around. [ Laughs ]
Hey, hey, hey, flavor awaits. Departing daily.
Hey, flavor awaits. Departing daily.
Get your tickets.
Flavor awaits. Get your tickets. You don't --
Do I look hungry to you? [ Chuckles ]
No, no, no, man!
This ain't happenin'!
I'm living the dream!
I got the gigs! I'm on top!
I'm a big boy now!
Look at me.
Look...at...me.
Harder. Look at me harder.
Choose. [ Chuckles ]
♪♪
[ Groaning ]
Alright, I'm stuck here.
What the...?
[ Echoing ] Ohhh!
Rooster, my man!
[ Indistinct ]
[ Laughs ] The Code.
Your work.
[ Gibberish ]
Becomes life.
♪♪
[ Engine rumbling ]
Hey, what are you doing?
[ Engine revving ] Is that bio-diesel?
'Cause it better be.
Hey! What are you doing?
Is that bio-diesel?
'Cause it better be.
Man: [ Whispering ] Is this where he lived?
[ Rumbling ] This is where he lived.
So... this is where he lived.
This is where he lived, alright.
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
I got you.
♪ Come here to me ♪
[ Chuckles ]
[ Whispering ] Come here to me.
[ Sniffing ]
Smell that? Do I reek of, um, you know,
plant residue when it's... [inhales deeply] lit on fire?
Man, you better throw some U-D toilet on that mug, bruh!
Shh, sh-sh-shut up. Shh, shh, shh.
Criminal, where were you on the last night
of the last time it was night, hmm?
Hey, buddy, you hear this guy? What's he saying, dude?
For the 1,000,034th time, I don't know.
I don't have ears.
Look, man, I'm so out of my mind,
but look at me. There...is...a...way.
A way of what?
A way of getting away.
Shit, I'm so broken right now,
but if I were straight, you would totally know.
Look at me.
You are not who you think you are.
Hell, I'm not even anyone I know, you know?
[ Electricity crackling ]
♪♪
Pineapple 1: Hey, yo, someone's stopping the field.
Pineapple 2: Impossible.
[ Vocalizing ]
♪♪
[ Footsteps approaching ]
Whoa!
[ Water dripping distantly ]
Golden Joe: Okay, okay, okay, okay, th-- that one right there.
No, no, no, no, no. Not that one.
Hell, man!
You asked me to pick, peanut!
Now, listen,
I'm gonna say a bunch of cool stuff
that neither of us are gonna understand...
[laughing] and you're gonna nod and listen.
Okay.
Pick that one.
[ Ax whooshing ]
Melissa: The field is down.
It's Aria. She's still alive.
Track waveforms to the core.
[ Wind rushing ]
[ Indistinct whispering ]
She's found us.
We need a new place or a bunch of guns.
Professor Wilx: Your weapons will be useless.
They eat bullets for breakfast.
You know better, Aria.
Then what in the world do you propose, Professor Wilx?
Re-route the signal.
That will buy us the time.
The time for what?
To find the Architect.
We've been looking for the Architect for generations.
Generations to some,
a passing thought to others.
[ Sighs heavily ]
I'm tired of living like this --
always hiding.
We're smarter than that.
At the least, you're living.
Somewhere beyond the Core, our real selves exists.
Will he ever know?
I don't know if he should ever know.
But if he ends up knowing, do we pretend to know
that we don't know he knows?
No one knows.
Shark: Got a job for ya.
Businessman, coming in today.
He's rectangle-y.
That's how you'll know him.
By his rectangular-ness.
[ Laser rumbling ]
♪♪
Got a job for ya. Got a job for ya.
Businessman. Businessman.
Drivin' to cheese industries. Drivin' to cheese industries.
Cheese industries. Cheese industries.
Cheese industries.
Industry Man: Here at Shyd Industries,
we're making your today tomorrow's future.
Applicants need not apply.
Only candidates void of family and friends are eligible.
No one is eligible.
Call now.
[ Laser rumbling ]
[ Lighter clicking ]
[ Tanks gurgling ]
[ Music booms downward ]
Muff: It's 7:00 a.m. on the Coast.
I'm the host with the most --
Muff here from Q-109.
It's time to get your productive ass
out of bed and earn some taxes.
Hey, I gotta tell you about
this bizarre dream I had last night.
I'm in bed, and all of a sudden, this shark
bursts through my door.
And I'm like, "Hey, man, what's a shark doing
bursting through my door?"
No, no, no, no! What -- What do you think you're doing?
You don't change it. "I'm Muff.
I'm trying to sleep."
That's Muff from Q-109! I don't need a shark
in my bedroom...
Come on, Muff's my man!
[ Sound rewinding ]
[ Heavy metal rock plays ]
Woman: ♪ Beyond the nights, I am into solo danger ♪
Man: [ Shouting ] ♪ Stuck in a nightmare ♪
♪ I am holding to nothing at all ♪
♪ Beyond all hope, I am in a state of anger ♪
♪ My senses fail ♪
♪ Like I'm stuck in a maze, and I know ♪
Man: ♪ There's no one to save me ♪
♪ I need to get out of this scribbled wheel ♪
♪ Just like the 12 Oz. Mouse ♪
♪ Now at nights, it's lonely ♪
♪ I need someone to save me ♪
♪ Tonight is the night ♪
♪ I won't fall or break down ♪
♪ I'll not surrender ♪
♪ I'm scared, but I pretend I am not ♪
♪ I'm a god ♪
♪ I am the 12 Oz. Mouse ♪