1x9 The Past Car
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Look, Miss Tulip!
I found your shoes, and now I'm a shoe head!
Who's a shoe head? Shoe-Head, that's who!
Thanks.
I told you Boot Body would be funnier.
Wait! Are we leaving Atticus behind?
He's not Atticus anymore.
Your number's going up!
You're losing progress, Miss Tulip.
What progress?
Atticus is gone, and my number's not gonna change that!
Nothing will ever change.
I'm stuck on this train forever.
Fatalism doesn't suit you, kitten.
After all, you're my favorite person arbitrarily named
after a particular kind of flower.
One that bounces back!
Quite right. Now, as you've no doubt noticed,
I'm trapped beneath the weight of childhood escapism.
Might I propose one last bonne affaire? If you help me...
I help you, then we're done. No more trades.
But... what would you gain?
Now, to hold up my end of the deal.
I don't ever want to talk to you again.
But wait!
There's still time to cure the dog!
Don't you dare lie to me again!
No lies! He can be turned back, and the solution is in this tape.
Last time I saw one of these,
I almost got trapped in my own memories forever.
That's because it was your own tape.
This one belongs to another.
And while it's admittedly a little voyeuristic, it's not dangerous.
Sure. You've only lied to me twice now.
Why not go for a third?
Yeah! Fool her thrice, shame on me!
Our goals aren't wholly dissimilar.
The Conductor tried to kill me.
Fine. But you're watching it first.
Deal.
Took you long enough.
Luckily, I was in dire need of a cat nap.
Sleeping's creepy.
- One-One! How'd you get here? - I followed you.
- Yeah, but how? - I 'unno.
So, the glorified wind-up toy will be joining us.
I am glorious.
So... what exactly are we looking for here?
We'll know it when we see it.
Fine. But if you hated the Conductor so much,
- why'd you help him? - Je suis désolé.
I thought if I found you, I'd be left alone.
That's funny! That didn't work at all!
No. It didn't.
Excellent work, Alrick.
Perhaps you should spend less time with your toys, Amelia.
It's not a toy. It's a crystal radio.
Who's this goof?
Someone very important.
Mark, I know it was you.
Again!
One-One, did you do that?
Yeah! I did! Again!
Ball, cease this foolishness.
Fine...
One-One, how did you do that?
- I 'unno. - Wha...
Engineering.
Derived from the Latin words "ingeniare," to contrive.
This memory better not be another waste of time.
I can't do this. There are too many people.
You wanna make a run for it? Bunk off before they hand us diplomas?
- Here. - Congratulations, class of '76.
Wait... Is that...?
Quick, in here.
No change to call a cab, love.
Wait, there's a new trick I learned.
If we play the right tones into the receiver,
we can control the network.
- Hello? - It worked!
- Hi, y-yes, we need a taxi. - Tell 'em we're sopping wet!
Shush.
No, no, not you.
- Yes, you! - We're very dry.
100% dry. Very dry.
This isn't helping.
A-mel-i-a.
The Conductor?
It is I, your normal boy-friend.
I am a hu-mon.
This is how I sound now. I do hope that it's acceptable.
Very acceptable.
But you're obviously a robot.
And me? I'm just a simple hu-mon.
But perhaps we can bridge the gap between our two civilizations.
So... what do you think?
Plato says love is a serious mental disease.
That, we can agree upon, ball.
So, this is the Conductor's tape?
He's just some... British guy? What happened to him?
So impatient. Just watch.
No! We're done wasting time! I want to save my friend!
Let's blow this joint, Miss Tulip!
Hey, c'mon. Please, open up,
Look, I know it's hard,
but it'll be good to go.
We're all here for you.
Where's Amelia?
Gone forever?
Well, the service... it's starting now.
Why can't we reach him?
The tape reflects how each memory was stored,
and the Conductor keeps this memory at a distance.
Beaten by the system.
One-One, you rewound this tape earlier, and you made us fall.
- Can you get us a better view? - I think so.
There! Take us in.
What the...?
Let's follow him.
Amelia?
Amelia. She's stuck here like me.
Oui. Once upon a train, there was a different Conductor.
Until Amelia arrived and ousted them for her own purposes.
How does this help Atticus? We're right back where we started!
Information is power, kitten.
Notice anything... important?
Cannons.
Wait, so, the Conductor repurposed that cannon?
Which means... I could repurpose it, too.
I-I could use it to save Atticus!
Ta-da.
You dragged me through a tape when you could have just
told me that in the first place?
I guess I should've just told you how to save the dog?
Yes, you should have just told me!
But where's the showmanship?
Don't you get it?
Seeing her tape just made things harder!
It was easier when I thought the Conductor was some heartless robot thing.
She turned Atticus into a monster.
I don't want to feel bad for her.
But now I know she's a person named Amelia,
who was in love and...
she's hurt.
And she's running away from the changes in her life...
because she's afraid.
Like me.
- Home... - Hooray!
Now you'll be gone forever!
To be clear, that's a good thing.
No. I can't leave while Atticus is still a monster.
But what about your door?
I'll just have to take it with me.
If the Conductor is just a person
and the train is just a machine,
then what's stopping me from doing what she did?
I-It's like programming.
We're gonna use your shuttle as a controller.
I saw that the train has some kind of input socket next to the door.
How do we connect the shuttle and the input?
I can help!
Did you just break my shuttlecraft?
Depends. Who's asking?
My paws are your paws.
- Where to, kitten? - Take us to the engine.
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