Legion

Apparently on Legion...

I'm dead.

You killed me.

You killed me.

-I... didn't. -Yeah, you did.

And I got to say, not cool, man.

Are you you at all? Or is this just a mask?

We're trapped.

You got to help me.

I'm like a pet.

Or a houseplant.

Can you talk to him?

Get me out of here?

What would you do? A new life?

A new body?

I'd live the living shit out of it.

And then what?

WOMAN (over P.A.): New symptom alert.

Unexplained malaise.

Any shift in reality may signal an attack.

If you feel something,

say something.

This room is scary.

Hand, please.

What?

Your hand.

Ow.

Name, please.

Where's David?

I really want to talk to David.

It's right there.

Say your name, please.

Do you have any Benzedrine? Bennies?

Adderall? Nitrous?

Maybe some Liquid Paper? Anything?

Lenny Busker.

Is Lenny your given name?

Lenore.

After my gran-gran.

She was...

Let's just say she was a...

real salty broad and leave it at that.

And what do you see when you look at this?

A card.

And what's on the card?

What do you...?

Nothing. It's... It's a blank card.

Hmm.

Is this...?

Are you...

Are you guys suspending the laws of gravity or something?

What do you see now?

Look...

Man, I... I'm just here to help, okay?

I... I was a...

what do you...

a hostage, right?

-His hostage. -Hmm.

Violated.

Like a puppet, so...

But...

Now I'm... happy ending, I escaped.

Oh. How?

I just...

You were a consciousness without physical form. You are now a...

living, bleeding body, so my question to you is this:

how does that occur?

: My gran-gran.

She liked her Rondo citrus soda,

and when I say Rondo citrus soda, I mean,

vodka in a Rondo citrus soda can.

She-she was, like,

one of those clocks that's all fives.

You know, those people that say they only drink after 5:00,

but then, when you look on their clock, it's all fives.

Well, I...

I would go over there every day after school.

"Happy hour," she would call it.

-"Happy hour." -Mm.

Yeah, we would watch cartoons

and then we would celebrate

by drinking Rondo citrus soda in a can.

And I was nine.

: Are you the Shadow King?

It was just me and my mom.

Divorce.

My mom, she wanted a big family, but...

her uterus fell out when I was born, so...

Plus, it turned out that, um, my daddy,

he liked watching black guys bang pre-teen girls

on the Internet more than he liked, say, going to work, so...

Is David coming soon?

Because I-I really need to talk to David.

There are rooms deep beneath this building

where people are dumped and forgotten.

I would plan on that.

He knows where the monks hid the body.

Farouk.

The desert that used to be a valley.

He knows.

Why did you come here?

I told you. I told you, man.

I'm a victim, okay? Remember?

Poor old Lenny, whose gran-gran got her drunk

when she was nine and then, bam!

She was just pulled into some crazy shit.

Are you clear?

I was dropped inside of a wall.

Are you clear?

Inside of a wall. Did you hear me?

Do you know what that's like?

My ass was in one room, my tits were in another.

Then he took my mind and he made me do things, okay?

I'm not a bad person. I'm not.

-You've been arrested 13 times. -Okay.

Sure, but...

there's bad and then there's really bad, right?

I mean...

what did I ever do except hustle to get high?

Man? I mean, shit, sometimes you got to throw a brick

through a window

or make some guy think you're gonna suck his dick

under the highway and then your pimp shows up

and he's got a rubber revolver,

so the guy's on the ground and he's begging,

"Please, don't kill me, I've got a family," or whatever.

Shit. That's just business, okay? I am not a villain.

Whose body is that?

Can I just...

Can I just please talk to David?

Please?

The end of the world is coming, Daddy.

We don't got a lot of time.

Just, please...

("Heroin" by The Velvet Underground playing)

* I don't know

* Just where I'm going

* But I'm

* Gonna try

* For the kingdom

* If I can

* 'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man *

* When I put a spike into my vein *

* And I tell you things aren't quite the same *

* When I'm rushing on my run

* And I feel

* Just like Jesus' son

* And I guess that I just don't know *

* And I guess that I just don't know. *

Will I have to, um, you know,

touch it?

The body?

Oh, no. Uh, not afraid.

It's... just a new suit.

Cream.

-Cashmere flannel. -(chuckles)

When you become my age, you realize

it's not about the thing done. It's the beauty of the plan.

What is the universe without each sunrise?

That's how we judge our gods--

not on their math but their poetry.

I'm just unclear on the circumstances of the recovery.

Are we talking a mausoleum? Is it a pine box six feet under?

A golden sarcophagus?

Hmm. There will be earth.

Bugs. Beetles.

Oh...

Bones still sticky.

No.

Some digging required.

But the reward--

a sunrise like you have never seen.

Unreal.

Nothing's felt real to me for a very long time.

("Werewolf" by Cat Power playing)

* Oh, the werewolf

* The werewolf

* Comes stepping along

* He don't even break the branches *

* Where he's gone

* Once I saw him in the moonlight *

* When the bats were flying...

Allow me.

* I saw the werewolf

* And the werewolf was crying

* How nobody knows

* How nobody knows *

* How I loved the man

-* As I teared off -Open it.

* His clothes

* The werewolf

* Somebody like you and me.

There she is.

* Would you like to swing on a star? *

Run away.

* A-doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo. *

How much is required?

See, we have these concepts.

The past, the present, the future.

The past I get.