Legion

When you examine the collision

of the electrons and photons

using relativistic kinematics...

Why is it blue?

It's always blue.

Are you looking for him,

my lovelies?

'Cause he's looking for you.

Did you hear his message? No?

If you have the skill, you can go back and listen again.

Why is it blue?

It's always blue...

follow the bus.

Follow the bus.

The yellow bus.

Follow the bus.

The yellow bus.

Wait!

Hello?

Salmon.

Her name is Salmon.

Far out. You're just in time.

Come on.

We've been waiting for you.

For me?

For everyone.

But especially you.

Where is this place?

I'm not sure.

My queen brought me here,

she of the frosted breakfast flakes.

We're gonna have a baby.

What is that?

Peace. Love.

He makes it. In here.

He's the Dream-Come-True-Man.

His thoughts are magic.

It's prayers mixed with dreams.

His spirit is the music

and the word.

What did it mean, "Don't trust the mustache"?

And who's the basket?

And what are the forces of multiplication?

Soon. He'll tell you everything.

But you're not ready yet.

Your mind has to open...

like a flower.

It takes time.

Do you know that word?

"Time"?

That's Squirrel.

He's the alchemist.

Greetings, earthlings.

Like your vibe.

Very two days from now.

Jia-yi.

No. That's not it.

We shall call you...

Switch.

And Switch

shall be your name.

Are you really a virgin?

Penis-free, 25 years.

This is where you wait.

She'll be here soon.

She?

"S" before "H."

My beloved,

the master of disaster.

- Her majesty. - The breakfast queen.

Sorry for the wait.

Was it awful?

Not too bad.

So...

sad runaway

or spoiled daddy's girl?

Is this a cult?

Yes.

Are you the leader?

I'm Lenny.

And you are?

Switch.

Switch-hitter.

Do you swing?

I like boys.

Why?

Okay.

Never mind.

What do you want, Switcheroo?

A Band-Aid for your boo-boo?

I'm not looking for you.

You're looking for me.

"Are you a time traveler?

The forces of multiplication need you."

Prove it.

Not to you.

To him.

Hi.

I'm David.

Come on in.

I'll make some tea.

What is this place?

People have their pain.

Their hearts are sad. Their minds are tired.

I help them.

How?

I'm the magic man.

All I ask

is that they stay and keep me company after.

Take care of the house.

Love each other.

I need that.

Love.

How is this here?

This... cave?

I made it.

Try this.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

And picture your bedroom.

Your bed.

Can you see it?

Really see it?

The walls, the windows?

The way the light falls?

Open your eyes.

It's a mental space.

You imagined it. I made it real.

You read my mind?

No secrets.

That's one of our rules.

What about trust?

I tried that,

and it's better to read people's minds.

I'm adopted.

When I was a baby,

a monster snuck into my head

and haunted me for 33 years.

But I'm better now.

How are you?

Good. I'm good.

How are you?

You know. Fine.

How are you?

My dad collects robots.

Robotto.

There's a room in our apartment.

Some are life-sized.

Some toys.

Hundreds.

Sometimes at night, I go in there.

I stand very still,

and pretend I'm a robot, too.

So what are "the forces of division"?

Why do you need a time traveler?

So it's a girl thing.

You want to go back in time and... what?

Get your girlfriend back?

I thought about it.

Doing everything again, making different choices, but...

it won't work.

You know how sometimes you can be so sure what the problem is

and then you realize the problem is really something else?

No.

Well, you're young.

When I was in the psych ward,

everybody was so sure the problem was neurological.

Brain chemistry, serotonin.

"David Haller, schizophrenic."

You were in a psychiatric hospital?

Lots of times.

Psych hospitals, emergency rooms.

"David, don't swallow all your mother's diet pills."

"David, don't huff the chemicals under the sink."

Like I'm supposed to... what?

Pretend the voices aren't real? You know?

- Yeah, sure. - You see, like I said,

when I was a baby, a monster came into my head

and haunted me for, like, 33 years.

By "monster," you mean, like, a metaphor, right?

Amahl Farouk. The Shadow King.

My dad, my real dad,

he kicked Farouk out of his body into the astral plane.

And then he found me... Farouk...

And he moved in.

More tea?

I still don't know why you need a time traveler.

To go back in time.

What else?

- How far? - Well, how far can you go?

Stay down, kid.

- Her majesty... - The breakfast queen.

Prove it.

To him.

I'm David.

Come on in.

I'll make some tea.

Yes, it pays to be kind.

Are you out of your mind?

"Is black tea okay?" What are you gonna do with this one?