"[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[CROWD CHEERING]" "[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING AND CROWD CHEERING]" "[¶]" "BIX:" "Ever since I was a kid," "I felt like I was being watched." "Hidden cameras recording my life." "And I'd lie awake at night and think," ""Who's watching me?" "What makes me so special?"" "Now it's a transparent society." "We're all bugged 24/7 in everything we do, watched and measured, counted and stored." "Data becomes metadata, and all our lives are digitized." "So I embrace it." "I am The Bug." "I'm always listening, recording, mixing, remixing." "I'm a sound collector, sonic manipulator." "My music comes from the world around me." "Noises are my instruments." "The Bug is bugged." "My cameras are always on, antennas up, ready to receive." "And still I wonder, who's watching me?" "And why?" "[¶]" "Are you ready for this?" "EMCEE:" "It's Bix the Bug!" "[CROWD CHEERING]" "[AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[¶]" "MAN:" "Go!" "Go!" "BIX [VOICE DISTORTED]:" "I am The Bug." "[AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[WHIRRING]" "[BUZZING]" "BIX [VOICE DISTORTED]:" "Transmission in 10..." "BIX AND AUDIENCE [IN UNISON]:" "Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." "[BUZZING AND WHIRRING]" "[AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[¶]" "DANNY:" "Hey, hey." "Great show tonight, B." "Bet we had over a hundred people out there." "Yeah, at the most." "Oh, come on, man." "I mean, it's growing." "We got the helmet, website, spy cams." "Something's missing, Danny." "The Bug is bugged, but nobody cares." "Maybe you need a new sound." "What's that supposed to mean?" "I don't know, man." "Mix it up a little bit, try to go mainstream." "No compromising the music." "Look, I'm trying to do something different." "Well, here's something different, okay?" "We're broke." "We got a stack of bills like the Leaning Tower of Pisa over our heads." "I don't wanna leave living in the RV." "Fuck it, man, at least we got tonight, right?" "We might as well party while we can." "By the way, that dude came by again." "What?" "Yeah, that guy who's, like, stalking you." "Curtis Garret." "Garret?" "I thought you got rid of that guy." "I did, but he came back." "He said he needs to talk to you." "It's very important." "Just hear him out." "He's harmless." "Sure." "I mean, invite him to the party." "I don't care." "[¶]" "DANNY:" "Here's the guy, Bix." "Say hello." "Hey." "Matthew Laughlin." "Long time." "Do you remember me?" "Curtis Garret." "Um..." "I was in your class at MIT a few years back." "Professor Hanson's Robotics Computing." "I dropped that a long time ago, though." "And the name is Bix now." "Yeah." "No, I know." "I mean, I know that you dropped out." "It doesn't matter." "Um..." "Actually, is there someplace that we could talk in private?" "Yeah, dude, you're looking at it." "[CHUCKLES]" "Do you remember Hanson's research involving the Teslascope?" "Um..." "Sure." "Maybe." "The Hyperdimensional Oscillator." "It's real, Matthew." "I--I have a prototype that I built." "It works." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "DANNY:" "Yo." "You're still here?" "MATTHEW:" "Um..." "I have the scope all set up." "It's outside in my truck." "Will you listen?" "You are a persistent little fucker, aren't you?" "Come on, it's time to go, bro." "Party's over." "Look, Matthew." "I promise you, I'm not crazy, okay?" "I'm not delusional." "You might understand these signals I'm receiving." "They're just radio intercepts, man." "You're hearing voices, my friend." "No, not voices." "No language, sounds." "Noises." "Very unique harmonic electronic noises." "What, you mean like music?" "Yeah, musical in tone, definitely." "Possibly a code." "I don't know." "See, I'm not..." "I'm not a musician." "I'm not an artist." "That's why I came to you." "Look, will you just listen?" "[¶]" "So you built this yourself?" "Well, using Tesla's original schematics, yes." "Wait, so let me get this straight." "This thing talks to outer space, huh, buddy?" "Nikola Tesla claimed that it could make contact with extraterrestrial worlds." "Right." "You do remember." "Extraterrestrials, like aliens?" "Ha, ha." ""E.T. phone home."" "Extraterrestrial means not of this Earth." "We're not talking about flying saucers or green men." "We're talking about unprecedented contact with non-human intelligence from beyond our concept of space and time." "That's really cool." "Which end do I stick my dick in?" "Does he need to be here?" "He's just fucking with you." "Go on." "Okay." "Well, the device, it functions on a quantum level." "I mean, the smallest scale imaginable, but it still needs a high-energy power source." "[BUZZING]" "Look, don't get too close, because when the transmission comes through, the energy exchange is quite intense and things do get kind of hot." "[WHIRRING AND BUZZING]" "[¶]" "How can I help?" "Well, I need you to listen to all the transmissions I've received, help me put the pieces together, you know, crack the code." "Code?" "Yeah, I think that it's a message." "Whatever's on the other end, it's something or someone that we've never heard from before." ""It's like radio for speaking to God."" "I don't like you." "Would you come talk?" "Would you play along, you douche?" "DANNY:" "This guy is clearly cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs." "I don't wanna get ball cancer from this thing, whatever the fuck it is." "You obviously did not hear what I just heard." "I heard something raw, okay?" "It sounds like fucking noise." "It is noise." "But guess what?" "That's the business we're in." "[SCOPE BUZZES]" "Just follow my lead." "This has structure." "Exactly." "Exactly." "There's clearly some form of communication going on." "It's almost-- It's hypnotic, yes?" "You know, some sort of, like, resonant telepathy." "I mean, the spoken word is limited, but vibrations, harmonics," "I mean, that is communication, like, on a primal level." "You came to the right MIT dropout, because this is what Bix the Bug does." "Check this out." "[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "MATTHEW:" "Yeah, um, but why are you--?" "Why are you adding a drum beat and all those extra effects?" "I didn't come here to make techno music." "I came here" "Hey, hey, pal." "That's what my boy does." "He makes music." "That was fucking killer, bro." "Okay, yeah, it was killer, but I don't need a DJ." "Hey, excuse me, you gotta-- Whoa, whoa, whoa." "Ryan Seacrest is a fucking DJ." "Bix the Bug is an artist." "I don't need to dance to this." "I need to crack it." "Look, you came to me, and I can help you, but it's obviously incomplete." "It's incomplete?" "What, you can't feel it?" "Yeah, yeah." "Obviously something's missing." "I mean, it's got no oomph." "It's incomplete." "BIX:" "Think about it like a song." "We have maybe half the stems here, so what we need is more tracks." "More transmissions." "A song?" "I don't know." "DANNY:" "Look, dude." "I got a mad genius here giving you gold." "I mean, you give us, what, two, three days?" "A week." "A week, and he will crack this puppy." "I don't have that kind of time." "Where do you gotta be?" "That's none of your concern." "[DANNY CHUCKLES]" "[SIGHS]" "[DANNY GRUNTS]" "Curtis, look, you know, I do remember you." "I do." "You were the guy always sitting at the back of the class who was never asking questions." "Yeah, because I was taking notes." "Look, I have an idea." "Let me take the scope on stage and mix the transmission live in front of an audience." "What, in public?" "No." "Yeah." "No." "No, just listen to me." "We'll set it up as a prop." "Nobody will be able to tell." "No, but it's not a prop, okay?" "The Teslascope is very high-voltage." "I don't just press play, man." "I mix my music live." "I feed off the energy of the crowd." "That's how I make music." "Now, you were right, this is important." "And I believed in you." "Now it's your turn to believe in me." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "Hey, hey." "Everything is in motion." "Poor guy won't know what hit him." "Seriously, you've never done any drugs of any kind?" "No." "You might like it." "Hmm." "I've seen what drugs do to people." "Now, even Matthew." "I mean, he's changed since I knew him." "He used to be a totally different person." "How so?" "I mean, he was the best in our class." "That guy could literally build his own robot." "Now he's lost his way." "He's just living his life." "Life's not a party." "Come on, we're young." "When else will you have this chance?" "FLORENCE:" "Exactly." "Get out of your head." "[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "What are you doing?" "Hey, the scope was gonna be off-stage." "Don't worry about it." "This will be great." "But we can't let people see this yet, remember?" "We agreed." "You said that the, um..." "The scope would be..." "Curtis." "You feeling okay?" "Uh-huh." "Yeah, actually, um..." "Actually, I feel fucking great." "That's good." "[CHUCKLES]" "But, hey, hey, we really" "We can't show the scope here yet." "Trust me." "Come on, let's go." "This better work." "[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "Normally that would be a wrap." "But, you see, I got one more." "I'd like to dedicate this next song to my friend Curtis Garret." "Sitting in the back, taking notes, it pays off, man." "This is transmissions from another world." "Transmission in three, two," "[BUZZING] one." "[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]" "[¶]" "Matthew." "Hey, hey." "Dude, you were right." "About the crowd." "I mean, they boosted the signal." "I could" " I could feel it." "Hey, what's wrong?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "I just-- I thought I saw something, man." "No worries." "It's all good, man." "[CHUCKLES]" "[¶]" "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" ""ETXR:" "Transmissions From Another Realm."" "I'm feeling it, baby." "I am feeling it in my sack." "Yeah, in your money sack." "Hey, hey, this is my money sack, baby." "No, no, actually this is, right here." "This is my" "BIX:" "Hey, careful, man." "Come on, you seriously want me to believe these are signals from an alien intelligence?" "Extraterrestrial, which means not of this Earth." "I think it's real." "I can feel it." "Did you?" "Or maybe it's a signal from a foreign government like China or North Korea or some shit." "Do you?" "Who cares where it comes from?" "It sounds great." "A lot of people agree." "Do you feel that?" "FLORENCE:" "Why is the view count frozen at 301?" "Of course I felt it." "It's just music." "FLORENCE:" "It has over 20,000 likes." "Holy shit, bro." "Holy shit." "We're on the front page of Reddit." "B, B, we've gone viral, baby." "What?" "What?" "Wait." "No, no, no." "Wait." "What did you do?" "BIX:" "What?" "You uploaded the transmissions?" "Relax, man, it's not a big deal." "I" "We don't understand yet what this is and what it means." "You can't upload these fragments before we process everything." "It's not safe." "Calm down, dude." "They can trace this upload to our IP address." "CECE:" "Curtis, what is it?" "Curtis, man, you gotta talk to us." "Okay, well, for starters," "I got the original schematics from a server owned by the Department of Defense." "DANNY:" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up." "We didn't do anything illegal here, okay, pal?" "Yeah, well, I have." "And you're all accessories after the fact." "Oh, and the power cell that I used for the prototype?" "I stole that too from a group of some not-so-nice people." "Curtis." "You stole what from who?" "They." "They?" "That's what they call themselves." "Nothing else, just "They." Like, "You know what they say."" "They're sort of a neo-eco-terrorist group that splintered off from the old Occupy movement, and they hired me to build an electromagnetic pulse bomb What?" "so they could take down Wall Street." "Jesus Christ." "Come on." "I wasn't gonna build the thing," "I just wanted the power cell." "Wait." "Terrorists?" "More like anarchists." "Okay, this is not what I signed up for." "What the hell is he talking about?" "You know, if they find me, they're gonna kill me." "Okay?" "So I'm dead." "CURTIS:" "Why aren't you listening to me?" "BIX:" "I am listening." "I came to you because I thought you'd understand." "I thought I could trust you." "And I'm not gonna screw you over on this." "You already have!" "These transmissions are not just music, okay?" "They're not." "You're right." "I get that." "No, no, no." "You say that you do." "You say that you do." "But then you go behind my back and slap it up on YouTube so you can sell more tickets to your stupid shows." "That wasn't the point." "That's not what I" "The scope is mine, okay?" "It's mine." "What?" "No." "I took all the risks." "I built it." "It's mine." "I am part of the equation, and we are gonna" "You're not part of anything." "You had the chance to be a part of something." "Something real." "And you wasted it on yourself." "[¶]" "I'm done." "Okay?" "No more music, no more transmissions, man." "I'm done with you." "Curtis" "BIX:" "He's out." "DANNY:" "What?" "I'm telling you, man, there's no talking to him." "We got a huge show tomorrow night." "It's by special invitation." "We need that scope, man." "It's done, man." "Look, we gotta strike while the iron's hot, okay?" "I got Live Nation, Goldenvoice, Insomniac." "They're all called me because they wanna book" "Bix the Bug with the scope." "Now, talk to your boyfriend." "Get him to play ball, man." "There's gotta be a way." "Come on." "[¶]" "[ENGINE STARTS]" "[ENGINE STOPS]" "[TAPPING ON WINDOW]" "Curtis, do you really think that you're better off alone?" "I started this myself, I can finish it myself." "You probably can." "I admit, when I first heard that scope, man, I wanted those sounds for my music." "But what happened at that show," "I mean, that was real." "I know you felt it." "I was on drugs." "I wasn't exactly myself." "Or maybe you were." "Maybe for the first time, you let yourself go." "Whatever you are running from, whatever you are afraid of, we can face it together." "If we do this, we do this on my terms." "Yeah." "I wanna be there to supervise." "Sober." "You understand that?" "Of course." "And I need $20 for gas." "[¶]" "Are you ready for this?" "Yo, Bix." "It's showtime." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "ANNOUNCER:" "It's Bix the Bug!" "[ALL CHEERING]" "[CHEERING CONTINUES]" "BIX [VOICE DISTORTED]:" "I am The Bug." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS AND AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[WHIRRING THEN BUZZING]" "BIX [VOICE DISTORTED]:" "Transmission in 10..." "BIX AND AUDIENCE [IN UNISON]:" "Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." "[BUZZING THEN WHIRRING AND AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[ALL CONTINUE CHEERING]" "[¶]" "[CHEERING]" "Great fucking show, bro, huh?" "What did I tell you?" "What did I tell you, huh?" "My phone has been blowing up, okay?" "Promoters are calling." "They wanna fly you to Hong Kong, Ibiza, Brazil." "Ever see the girls in Brazil?" "That was amazing." "You crushed it." "Thank you." "I appreciate that." "Have you seen Curtis?" "No." "No, haven't seen him." "Oh, he's supposed to be here." "Don't worry about it." "Maybe he'll meet us after hours." "Come on, let's go celebrate." "Yes." "One second, ladies." "One second, one second." "Listen, we got that meeting set that I was telling you about." "This guy Gordon Shafer, he wants to make us a serious offer." "I'm not doing that tonight." "We're doing it right now." "I told you, I don't wanna rush into this." "Hear him out." "It'll take 10 minutes." "I'll give him five." "Okay." "I'm so sorry." "We have to take care of something." "DANNY:" "Gotta go now." "No." "Don't go." "Sorry, ladies." "Sorry." "I'll bring him right back." "I promise." "BIX:" "I'll see you back at the pad." "Listen, when Gordon Shafer makes an offer, you listen." "Who is this guy, anyway?" "I ain't never heard of him." "You're acting like he's some king of the world." "He is." "He owns like 50 percent of Europe." "He's the 1 percent of the 1 percent, all right?" "Just don't wear the high hat." "Take my lead." "MAN:" "Hey." "Get the fuck out of the way." "[CAR HORN HONKS]" "Play it again." "[¶]" "Okay-- Please." "Do I know you?" "That sound." "What was that sound?" "Hey, pal." "Look, pal, party's over." "Take a walk." "Play it again!" "I can't." "Hey!" "Take a walk." "No, no, no." "It's not from you." "You're empty." "You're an empty shell." "You're nothing!" "Okay, congratulations." "Thank you." "Trick or treat." "Bye-bye." "Let's go." "Game face." "Think big." "Come on." "Ah." "GORDON:" "There he is." "Bix the Bug." "Ha, ha." "I'm Gordon Shafer." "Congratulations." "Today you're being offered an opportunity to matter, to amount to something." "Really?" "I could use a drink." "[ICE CUBES CLATTER]" "Help yourself, yes." "You were saying?" "I should very much like to have possession of your Teslascope." "What will it take?" "Name your price." "Okay, hold on." "Wait." "Danny, did you not tell him?" "DANNY:" "Tell him what?" "It's a prop." "B, he's making an offer." "It's a glorified synthesizer." "It just makes sound vibrations." "You don't know what you have, do you?" "This is precisely why it belongs in my hands, not yours." "You lack the moral authority." "When you look into the eyes of your fellow man, what do you see, hmm?" "Just your own reflection?" "Or do you sense a connection to something higher?" "The Teslascope has the capacity to ignite a fire around which the world might gather for warmth and illumination, for connection." "Well, Gordy..." "Can I call you Gordy?" "Is that all right?" "To answer your question, no, it's not for sale." "I'm still using it." "For what purpose?" "To make music." "You're like a little boy, aren't you?" "You've stumbled upon a precious, sacred artifact, and you're using it like a toy rattle to make noise." "We're done here." "[¶]" "You're out of your depth, Mr. Bug." "On the wind come others, less kind and less inclined to offer fair compensation." "Did you know, for example, that at this very moment," "U.S. Department of Defense was monitoring your movements?" "Bullshit." "You think so?" "He's in a mood, Mr. Shafer." "I'll talk to him." "We'll discuss it." "Move quickly, Daniel." "You're losing your grip." "The clock is tick-tick-ticking." "Are you kidding me right now?" "Why would you turn down an offer like that?" "Fuck that guy." "He thinks he can own the world." "He can't own The Bug." "He doesn't give a shit about The Bug." "All he wants to do is buy the scope." "I give you our future on a silver platter, and you throw it in my face?" "Yeah, what about Curtis?" "What about Curtis?" "We're the ones who made the scope a thing, not him." "The Scope is his." "We're not gonna sell it out from under him." "Ever stop and think maybe Curtis is actually in trouble?" "Are you kidding me right now?" "What the fuck is it with you and this kid, man?" "He's a means to an end, all right?" "Now, look, I'm just following your lead." "You don't hear it?" "Hear what?" "It's not just music, man." "I hear music." "I hear great fucking music." "What are you hearing?" "I don't know." "Twice now, I've seen it." "It's always out in the crowd, watching me, man." "What, like a ghost?" "B, now you're telling me you saw a ghost." "Okay, you drink, you do drugs, you get in your groove up there, you're supposed to see shit, okay?" "I see shit, man." "Stars, ecstasy, naked titties." "It's a fucking rave." "Trust me, bro." "Trust me." "We sell that thing, man, you're gonna see even better shit, okay?" "Come on." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[INAUDIBLE]" "MAN:" "Give it back, man." "Give it back!" "[CLANGING]" "[¶]" "What the fuck was that?" "Oh, Jesus, Danny." "The scope." "Oh, fuck." "BIX:" "No, that's Curtis." "You see?" "You see?" "What did I tell you?" "If he can't have the scope, nobody else can, the little shit-fuck." "BIX:" "Well, looks like he left, came back with friends." "DANNY:" "All right, who the hell are these guys?" "Maybe They, the guys Curtis was talking about." "What happened?" "Shh, shh." "Shh." "BIX:" "They're looking for something." "Oh, my God." "DANNY:" "What the fuck?" "These guys are fucked up." "FLORENCE:" "Oh, my God." "We gotta call our lawyer." "I'm on it." "All right, and thank you so much." "Okay." "All right, bye." "All right, that was the lawyer." "He said give it a beat, see if our boy Curtis Garret shows up." "After 24 hours, we could file a missing person report, or we could drop the whole thing." "Drop it?" "Hmm." "CECE:" "They took him." "We have the footage." "Why aren't we calling the police?" "Not yet." "We just need to take a minute, see if we can figure this out." "Why?" "[GUNSHOT]" "MAN:" "Everybody up!" "Lay on the floor." "Go get her." "LEADER:" "Which one of you is Bix the Bug?" "BIX:" "Who, whoa, whoa." "I'm Bix." "This is my place." "Hey, hey, hey." "Bix." "Bix." "Hold on." "Hey." "What do you want?" "Come with us." "It's gonna be all right." "All right." "Let's talk about this." "Okay." "Okay." "We don't wanna hurt anybody." "We just want something that belongs to us." "You guys stay put, stay quiet, keep the cops out of this, we'll get along just fine." "[¶]" "What do you want from me, man?" "What do you think?" "The power cell." "Power cell?" "From the goddamn device." "That Erector Set piece of junk." "You mean the Teslascope?" "Whatever you wanna call it." "I'm living in the real world, not some steampunk fairy tale." "In the real world, there are makers and takers." "And do you know what separates us?" "BIX:" "No, but you're probably gonna tell me." "LEADER:" "Money." "Money's all gone, we'll push reset." "We'll have to, to survive as a species." "Economic collapse, that's your plan?" "That was the plan." "Start all over, wipe it clean." "Then your pal, Curtis Garret, got all Energizer Bunny on us and ran off with our Duracell." "Solid oxide fuel cell technology, state-of-the-art." "We want it back." "BIX:" "Ask Curtis." "I'm asking you." "Why can't you ask Curtis?" "Aah!" "[BIX COUGHS]" "LEADER:" "Curtis told us it was in the device." "I sent him up here to get it, he came back empty-handed." "Said you must've taken it." "Well, I didn't." "So where is Curtis?" "Let me talk to him." "We'll figure this out." "What did you do to him?" "This is what happens when you fuck with They." "Things go wrong." "[¶]" "He's dead." "Now it's your turn, unless you come clean." "One more time, where is the fucking power cell?" "I don't know, okay?" "I don't even know what you're talking about." "I don't have it." "I'm just a musician." "I'm an audio engineer." "I manipulate the sounds." "Curtis built the scope." "[DOOR BUZZING]" "What the fuck is going on out there?" "[DOOR BUZZING CONTINUES]" "[¶]" "We got a shitload of people showing up." "MAN:" "Go." "What the fuck?" "What is going on out there?" "We had a show set for today." "It's just a bunch of kids." "They're just" "They're looking for a party." "We're out of here." "But we will be back for what's ours." "Find it." "And the police better not get involved, or that's your ass." "You'll all end up dead." "Don't fuck around." "[¶]" "[INAUDIBLE]" "Yo, I sent out a tweet saying that Bix the Bug was playing a free show at this location." "Lucky for you, my friend, we got a growing fan base." "How can we not call the police?" "BIX:" "Think about it." "If we call the cops, they're just gonna impound the scope." "They're gonna bring us up on charges, and then Curt will have died for nothing." "DANNY:" "Okay, I'm working on getting us private security as we speak." "All right, so, what's the story, okay?" "Did this guy mention where this power cell thing is?" "No." "No, he never mentioned anything." "Yeah, well, it sounds to me like he Doc Browned them." "I'm gonna go shit my pants right now." "[¶]" "Can you fix it?" "I don't know." "Okay, I'm..." "I'm gonna take Flo home, man." "She's just gotta check in with her family, man." "Be back in a little bit." "Just do your thing, man." "Do your thing, okay?" "BIX:" "So you're leaving." "CECE:" "Yeah." "I don't know why you're doing this." "Doing what?" "Just going on with the show like nothing happened." "Come on." "Curt, he would've wanted me to see this through." "Look, I don't know what's happening to me." "All I know right now is that something in that room, it's changing people." "I need to fix it." "I need to figure it out." "It's changing you." "The way that you're combining those sounds in there, people are drawn to them, but... this is getting out of your control." "[THUDS] The guy..." "I can't stop." "Then I can't stay." "[¶]" "[¶]" "What are you doing here?" "She's right." "You're broken." "You can't fix yourself." "You can't fix others." "You can't fix anything." "You're a fraud." "No, you're wrong." "I matter." "There's no one behind that mask." "Who are you?" "You can't feel." "You've been behind a wall so long." "That's where you're going to die." "That's where you're going to die." "DANNY:" "Yo, B." "B. Hmm." "You good?" "Hey, Danny." "Have any progress with the scope?" "It's close." "But no cigar." "Hey, look, all it's gotta do is light up and look pretty." "It doesn't even have to produce any sounds." "We can mix in the stuff that you already have." "We got a huge show tonight." "No, I know, man." "I know." "Cece's gone." "Looks like it's just you and me, just like old times, my friend." "I got the Beast out back." "When are we gonna be ready to pack her up?" "[¶]" "[WHIRRING]" "Whoa, nice, bro." "It sounds like you got it going again." "Yeah, the power's up." "We'll see if she does anything." "You should see these theories that these whack jobs are throwing out." ""Government conspiracy, UFO, Egyptology."" "Whatever the fuck that is." ""Sacred geometry, astrology."" "all the experts are chiming in on ET Radio." "No way." "Check this one out." "Some asshole says:" ""When the horn of Gabriel sounds, it will set fire to the sky and the end of times will be upon us."" "This is fucking great, man." "Don't I know you guys from somewhere?" "What, you want, like, an autograph or something?" "No, that's okay." "We're fine, thanks." "You can tell Shafer that there's no deal." "I'm not gonna sell." "We don't work for Gordon Shafer." "Then who are you?" "We're here to observe." "Make sure nobody gets hurt." "Like your friend Curtis Garret, for instance." "You have a good show." "DANNY:" "Did you see the heat those guys were packing?" "FBI, NSA or DOD." "I mean, maybe even-- Maybe even private contractors." "Definitely Uncle Sam." "You know, Shafer, he warned us." "You still wanna go on?" "Yeah." "And even if they take the scope," "I'll still get one last run with it." "[DANNY CHUCKLES]" "[¶]" "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS AND AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[¶]" "[INAUDIBLE]" "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[CHEERING CONTINUES]" "This one's for you, my friend, wherever you are." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "BIX [VOICE DISTORTED]:" "Transmission in 10..." "BIX AND AUDIENCE [IN UNISON]:" "Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one." "[WHIRRING AND BUZZING AND AUDIENCE CHEERING]" "[¶]" "[WHIRRING STOPS]" "[WHIRRING CONTINUES]" "[¶]" "[¶]" "Curtis." "Hey, Matthew." "You're not here." "Yes, I am." "I'm here." "But you're dead." "They shot you." "I don't think so." "I don't feel dead." "Where are we?" "Traveling through multiple realities." "Just mirrors within mirrors." "Within mirrors." "I must be dead." "It's not death." "It's transcendence." "All we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." "Within a dream." "Within a dream." "You've over-corrected." "You've gone the wrong way." "You've gone the wrong way." "TWEAKER:" "The light's in the other direction." "All you have to do is walk through the door." "[¶]" "DANNY:" "Bix." "That's right." "Bix." "Bix." "[BIX GASPS THEN PANTS]" "That's right." "Right." "All right." "All right." "That's it." "Yeah." "Settle down." "All right." "All right." "Shh." "Calm down." "Deep breaths." "Deep breaths." "[PANTING]" "Holy shit, man." "Holy shit." "I thought you were fucking dead." "What happened?" "Um, the scope exploded, you went down, the whole fucking place went berserk." "But don't worry, I got us out of there." "I got us out of there before anybody could touch us." "What about the scope?" "I got the goods." "I got the goods right here." "[PANTING]" "[ENGINE STARTS]" "[¶]" "You okay?" "He's alive." "DANNY:" "What?" "Curtis." "I saw him." "Where?" "Somewhere." "I..." "I don't know." "Look, you took a big shock to the system, okay?" "You're not thinking right." "Why don't you just take a nap?" "I've been somewhere." "Danny, I've seen something I can't explain." "Settle down, all right?" "Shafer was right." "[¶]" "Shafer?" "What do you mean?" "The Teslascope." "It has the power to change people." "Danny, it's changed me." "Honestly, bro, sounds to me like you're having a psychotic break." "I mean, you're drinking your own Kool-Aid here, man." "No." "No, I'm not crazy." "This is real." "All right, well, let me ask you this." "If this is so real," "I've been around the scope almost as much as you." "How come I can't see this big high dimension?" "I don't know." "Maybe you're not ready for it." "So you're telling me that music from this microwave over here is gonna make everybody all starry-eyed and see rainbows and unicorns and shit?" "I don't need you to believe me." "I need you to help me finish it." "If he was right about the scope, why not let Shafer protect it?" "No, I can't." "I need to finish this." "I need to put this out there." "Shafer will keep it for himself." "What if I told you he offered seven figures?" "What?" "One-point-three mil for the scope, as is." "You did a deal behind my back?" "Dude, it's a no-brainer." "That thing is way too much trouble, and a million bucks is too much money to fuck around." "We're getting rid of that thing." "Danny." "I can't let that happen." "No, it's happening." "It's happening right now." "It's a done deal, okay?" "How do you think I got the muscle to get us out of there?" "Hey, hey, hey, I understand." "What?" "I understand why you want to sell the scope." "But, Danny, we're not dealing with this guy." "Send him away." "You're a fucking piece of work, you know that?" "Is there a problem?" "No, man, there's no problem." "We're just gonna iron out some last-minute details, okay?" "BIX:" "The scope's not for sale." "We had a deal." "DANNY:" "Whoa." "Whoa, what the fuck is with the gun, man?" "I'm here to collect Mr. Shafer's property." "It's not gonna happen." "Look, man, you're just gonna have to shoot me." "[GUNSHOT THEN GRUNTING]" "DANNY:" "Fuck." "[¶]" "DANNY:" "Are you hit?" "We're done now, Danny." "What?" "B, no, come on." "B." "[ENGINE STARTS] Come on, man." "Bix." "Yo, stop the car." "All right, I'm sorry, okay?" "I'm fucking sorry, man." "Don't fucking leave me here." "I'm sorry, all right?" "I said I was sorry." "Bix!" "[¶]" "[CELL PHONE BUZZING]" "Curtis." "BIX:" "I knew you were alive." "Can't kill an idea." "They did try, though." "What about the picture?" "It was a fake." "CURTIS:" "They were just trying to intimidate you." "Once I escaped, you were their only option." "[¶]" "Hey." "I'm glad they didn't shoot you in the head." "Me too." "I'm sure they'd like to." "Yeah." "[¶]" "CURTIS:" "We've both been changed by what's coming through that scope." "It's put us into a new reality, but I still don't know what it's leading to." "BIX:" "The transmissions, they come in bursts, each on a different frequency." "So far, I can see at least six separate tracks that are all meant to fit together as one." "We've only received five." "Hey." "There's only two hours till dawn." "Maybe you should take a break." "No time for sleep." "CURTIS:" "Whatever you say." "MATTHEW:" "So can we finish it?" "BIX:" "I don't know if we can fix the scope." "I tried, it almost killed me." "CURTIS:" "The problem isn't the power cell." "It's the scope itself." "If the transmission comes in too hot, it just cuts the circuit." "Can we control it?" "CURTIS:" "There's always gonna be a risk." "We only control one side of the equation." "BIX:" "We have to do it live, then." "Stripped down." "None of the extra lights." "Just the scope." "Yeah, but you said yourself, we can't expose ourselves." "They, the DOD." "They can't stop us once it's out there." "We could do it alone." "Just drive off the grid, receive the last transmission, and then upload the final track, let the Internet do the rest." "No, Curtis." "It needs listeners." "It needs consciousness." "A tree falls in the woods, and there's no one there to hear it..." "Live, then." "[¶]" "Are you ready for this?" "Hey, still no sign of the feds or anyone from They, but there is a lot of people out there." "Don't worry, they'll be here, even Danny." "They all wanna see what happens just as much as we do." "All right, so, what's our plan of escape?" "Well, if this works, we won't need one." "Yeah, but what if it doesn't?" "Then we're wrong, nuts, and none of this bullshit matters." "Oh, yeah, well, when you put it that way..." "It's almost time." "This is it." "Ow!" "Okay, buddy." "Heh." "[GROANS]" "Thanks." "Sorry." "No, it's okay." "You're a good man, Curtis Garret." "[¶]" "[¶]" "[¶]" "Thank you for coming." "Thank you all for listening." "This is not from me." "This is from someplace else." "This is the completion." "[MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]" "[GROANS]" "Transmission in 10, nine..." "BIX AND CROWD [IN UNISON]:" "eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!" "[¶]" "[SCOPE STOPS]" "[WHIRRING]" "[¶]" "[¶]" "[WHIRRING FASTER]" "[EXPLOSION]" "Bix." "Look-- Aah." "Okay." "You all right?" "[GROANS]" "Yeah." "DANNY:" "Oh, come on." "Bix." "We did it." "You did it." "The rest is up to you, Curtis." "Curtis?" "Bix, it's me." "It's Danny." "Do you see it?" "I do." "I see it." "That's good." "[¶]" "Okay." "[¶]" "[¶]" "¶ ETXR" "¶ Hey, hey" "¶ Hey, hey" "¶ ETXR" "¶ Hey, hey" "¶ Hey" "¶ ETXR" "¶ ETXR"