Legion

It's done. She's ours.

Syd.

Syd.

Sit.

So...

he's back.

This morning.

He looks good.

They always do.

Our men, with all their in, out.

In, out.

All their important things to do.

"World's not gonna save itself, dear."

And off they go.

A day. A month.

A year.

Forever.

Admiral Fukyama asked

if you're ready to get back to work.

- We need you. - It's how they control us.

Their absence...

distracts us from our lives,

the things that matter.

I'm not sure what you're trying...

It's never their fault.

Our men.

And God forbid

we should have a feeling about it.

What choice do they have?

Destiny calls.

What kind of bitches would we be to stand in their way?

Do you know what the saddest words are

in the English language?

"Vacant lot."

Don't know why.

Vacant lot.

Well, that's most uninviting.

Get up.

Sugarplum, I-I must confess bewilderment.

- This isn't you. - How would you know?

Where'd you go this time?

This quality of light.

Remember that rooftop in Bombay?

It's called Mumbai now.

One of many changes since you've been gone.

Holding each other tight.

Stars above.

A whispered dream.

You left me.

I always come back to the girl I left behind.

She's gone.

She's not.

Look.

I was worried.

When you came back...

If you...

you came back.

All those years.

Did they make me unrecognizable?

What are years?

Just trips around the sun.

We must leave soon.

And go where?

To find the monk.

Remember?

Le moine qui garde.

Have you seen him?

The monk of the Mi-Go order.

Is he here?

At Division 3?

He alone knows where the body's hidden.

Yes.

I remember now.

The monk.

You should have burned it.

How's th... how's that?

If you had, I wouldn't have been stuck

in that hard ice cube.

You see, I'm still tied to my corporeal form.

But if you just burned me...

Burned you.

I could have danced through a cosmic field

of multidimensions with no outer limits to speak of.

Would've been beautiful.

Well, what about me?

Us?

You could have tagged along,

to the beyond,

where the real action happens.

Tagged along.

Is that the wrong word?

Followed.

Yes, followed.

There was a time...

when you'd follow me anywhere.

Yes.

Yes, there was.

And where did that get me?

Things...

they've changed between us, haven't they?

Yes.

They have.

New symptom alert:

A growing sense of outrage.

Seriously, Melanie, when are you coming back to work?

Did you ever wonder if all of this is just a dream?

What?

Life. The world.

I mean, h-how do I know that you're even real?

How do you?

I'm real.

How do you know?

'Cause when I hit people, they fall down.

Cause and effect.

Um, e-except that maybe they're not real either.

Maybe all of this is just a fantasy in his head.

Whose head?

Cary. Cary.

Your-your other half.

I mean, think about it.

You might not even be here right now.

Y-You're just his fantasy.

You know, as if, you know, um...

deep down, he is yearning to be

a strong, sensual young woman.

And-and I'm saying

that-that you're his delusion.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

You're clearly having a senior moment.

No, no, wait, but-but... Or, or h-he...

Maybe he's your fantasy.

Your fantasy,

your desire for authority,

and that the Cary you think you know doesn't exist.

Maybe...

he's your delusion.

Get real.

Get real. Get real.

You know, reality is a choice.

Who said that?

Someone. Someone.

Stop talking weird. You're saying a lot of words

that don't make sense.

- You know, I was... - I was married once.

Yeah, to Oliver. I met him.

You did?

Wasn't he handsome?

For 21 years, he lived in an ice cube.

- Doesn't that sound nice? - No.

I think it sounds wonderful.

We should go back there.

I told him that.

And then he said, "But what about the world?"

And that's-that's when it hit me.

All these years, I'd been so focused

on saving the world

that I overlooked

the most crucial fact of all.

You're gonna make me ask.

What is it?

There is no world to save.

It's all in my head.

Let's see what...

Cary, did you...?

I saw it.

What was...?

Are we supposed to...?

Put the weapon in the car, drive the car.

Where?

The Blue Octopus.

How are we seeing that?

This won't hurt.

An implant.

When I saw David in the hall, he put these images in my...

- Our. - Head.

Why?

I think he has a plan.

Keep an eye out.

Hurry up.

So, now all we need is a blue...

I'll drive.

Since when did you learn to drive?

How hard can it be?

New symptom alert.

Tell your mental monitor at once.

Buenas tardes, bitches!

Are you the new Barbara?

No, I'm the new Janine.

Who's Janine?

She was the new Barbara.

What happened to her?

She turned into a ladybug and flew away.

I'm Lenny, by the way.

Cool.

The Cornflake Girl.

Cool.

I like your eyes.

Thanks. They're new.

Hey.

Hey.