Philip K. Dick's Electric Dreams

Older man. He's homeless.

Brown hat.

Only here because of her boyfriend. Green jumpsuit.

He's angry, but it's...

internalized.

The woman with the painted face.

She's committed. You should watch her.

I'm picking up general excitement.

Anticipation.

Consternation.

They know they're being watched.

Green hat. He's aware he's been read.

You linger too long on them they get the tickle.

Keep it shallow and light.

They wouldn't be happy if they knew a Teep's reading them.

Too late, we're rumbled.

Over there! Over there!

Oh, they love it when you read them.

What's that clown got on?

Watch out!

Get back! Move!

Get back!

Out of the way!

Move!

Move!

See what you did? I lost my hat.

This from your dressing up box?

Come on then.

Proceed to Teep number twelve.

Teep number eight.

Proceed to Teep number...

Hey, stop!

If you are making a Teep inquiry,

please line up by the rear wall.

All Teep inquiries will be dealt with.

Ross, the Free Union is banning street protests.

They're scared of starting a war at that.

And I scuffed my hat. Look at that brim. Jesus.

Did you hear me, Agent Ross?

Or did you take a blow to the head?

What did they think was gonna happen

we start using Teeps to read people's minds

without their consent? The Anti-Immunity Bill's

going to make your life easier.

Fire bombs? Scuffed hats? I don't think so.

People just need time to get some perspective.

Reading someone on the street can be just like...

patting down their pockets.

People don't like what falls out of their pockets.

What the hell have you got there?

It's coarse.

Like a badger's ears.

Whoa! Stop there.

I've been requested.

That would be the guinea pig.

My office.

I've been requested by Senior Agent Okhile.

Sit down. Wait.

The new bill grants us permission to use telepaths

in clearance investigations.

How do you like your new partner?

So we're really doing this, eh?

She caused a riot. It's risky.

Not for you.

"Total access to a civilian's thoughts at any time

as deemed appropriate by the agent in charge."

Come on, that's a bloody gift.

Finding lost kittens and directing you

to the nearest public toilets is one thing.

But turning a Teep into a cop?

Makes me nervous, ma'am.

Not as nervous as it looks perched out there.

She.

She's a she.

Yeah, yeah.

Consider me told.

Don't look at me Teep.

I've been expressly forbidden

to read an agent under any... circumstances.

Happy?

Let's go to work. Partner.

You're part of an anarchist cell

fighting against the Teeps, Rathbone.

Give me the names of your accomplices.

I'm a free man.

Not from where I'm standing.

From where I'm standing,

it's not a free bloody union.

We're all gonna be slaves to the Teeps.

The Teeps work for the Normals.

And it isn't the Teeps chucking bombs.

Why were you wearing this?

Don't be shy.

Go and put it on and find out.

Oh, no. No bloody way.

Anti-Immunity Bill says, "Yes bloody way," my friend.

Hm.

John Rathbone.

John Rathbone.

John Rathbone.

John Rathbone.

John Rathbone.

So much...

anger and pride in you.

You wish your...

You wish...

John? John?

You wish your older brother was here

to see you're finally good for something.

You want him to be proud for once.

A small boy angry at the world.

"Eat up your rice pudding

you skinny little thing!"

"No! Don't tell me what to do!"

Your mother.

You love your mother.

You find her sexually attractive.

You watch her by the pool and you masturbate.

Please.

Scared.

Please.

Scared of the world.

Please. Stop.

Scared how your mother makes you feel...

You can't hide it.

I can see everything.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

In the back.

In the back room.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox...

The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows...

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows

before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows

before the regal fox.

In a small room at the back of the den,

the walls are stained with nicotine.

You plot... You plot together.

Gerry Hapster aka "Gezza."

Michael Smith. Colin Barber.

Damien Gibbs aka "Gibbon."

"Put on the hood!"

Sorry.

I'm sorry, please.

You raped him pretty good.

He was resisting, so I went in hard.

Was it too much?

It's not nice to watch up close.

I apologize if my being here

is awkward for you, Agent Ross.

I-I was as surprised as anyone

when they asked for me. I...

I would never read a Clearance Agent.

We're colleagues now,

so I'll just have to trust you on that.

That's right, Ebony and Ivory.

Now let's go.

Get down! ROSS: Avon calling!