Incontrol

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[ambient music]

[electrical sputtering]

[breathing heavily]

Hey, you've reached Mark.

Leave me a message

after the beep.

[answering machine beeps]

Mark, I don't know

what's going on.

I can't...

Please just pick up

your phone.

Hey, it's Jenny.

Leave a message.

- [answering machine beeps]

- F***! F***.

[breathing heavily]

[engine starts]

[cell phone buzzing]

Leave me

with the goddamn mess.

[ominous music]

[mellow music]

I'll be back around 3:00

before work.

You'll be all right?

[indistinct chatter over TV]

Mom?

Yeah, 3:
00. Got it.

Social media has eroded

the walls of privacy.

Younger people no longer have

that expectation of privacy

so cherished

by the older generation.

We don't consider the impact

of allowing people

to know everything about us,

what consequences

might come down on us

as a society in the future.

This is a contributing factor

to filming every

human experience

without regard to the concerns

of those being filmed.

See, voyeurism has taken on

a whole new meaning.

With the advent of technology,

we need to explore not how,

but why we act

the way we do.

- [typing]

- I have your papers ready.

Most of you were on

the right track.

But some of you have to stop

providing answers

and start asking

more questions.

[sighs]

Oh, and, uh...

I'll have the peanut brittle

as well.

Just one.

- [bell dings]

- Naomi,

could you help me

for a sec?

- What's up?

- Could you grab a peanut...?

Yeah.

[soft vocal music playing]

Allergies?

Allergies.

Yeah, my face swells up

like a balloon.

It's bad.

Missing out.

- Hey.

- How goes?

I'll take a coffee.

You take your break yet?

Not yet.

So, what's wrong with it?

Nothing's wrong with it.

Uh-huh.

He doesn't like

statistics or theories.

He wants personal stories.

It's like I'm in

a creative writing class.

Right, and this "panop..."

Panopticon.

It plays on the idea

that if you believe

you're being watched,

you behave differently.

It was a prison design, so all

the prisoners were around it,

and there was a guard in

the middle that would monitor.

But none of the prisoners

knew who was being watched.

You're probably

just going to have to write

what he wants to hear.

[sighs]

That's so...

I know.

I agree with you.

I'm just saying that

if you want to graduate...

If there were no consequences,

what would you do differently?

In what way?

If no one was watching,

as you say.

I'm not sure I follow.

[cell phone buzzes]

Hey. Yeah, I just...

I'm on my way, I just stopped

to get a coffee.

No, scans came back fine.

I have to go back

in a couple weeks.

No, the pain isn't

too bad today.

[whispers]

I should go.

Yeah, I love you too.

[keys jingle]

[woman chatters over TV]

[cell phone buzzes]

Hello?

Yeah.

Look, I was thinking

about what you were saying.

About what?

You should come hang

tonight.

I want to...

there's something

you should come see.

What about Marissa?

What?

What about her?

It's kind of late.

I don't know if I should.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Maybe another time.

Samantha. Jenny.

- Hi.

- Come on in.

[brooding electronic

music playing]

Hey.

Sam, you made it.

You want something to drink?

Are you hungry at all?

No. I'm fine. Thanks.

So this is Sam.

Hi.

So this isn't your place?

Oh, no, it's Jenny's.

It's pretty central to

everything, so we figured that...

- Victor.

- Samantha.

So you're doing

the social degree.

- Killarney?

- Sociology.

- Yeah.

- You wrote the essay.

- What?

- About the prison.

May have mentioned our talk.

Right.

Told her anything?

Nope.

You live with anyone?

Me?

Oh, no, I'm on my own here.

I mean, the guys are here

pretty often, though,

so it seems like I do.

It's really nice.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

I'll be right back.

You know, I think I've seen

you around on campus before.

Oh, you go to Killarney.

I used to.

Wasn't really for me.

Went for all

the wrong reasons.

Yeah. I get that.

[ambient music]

Jenny loves those.

Okay.

Follow me.

[music broods]

This is going to be hard

to believe.

Mark?

Everyone looks like that

when they're hooked up.

It's normal.

She's asleep?

No.

She's very much awake.

Two months ago,

Victor found out

the university had one of these,

and stole it.

Some sort of virtual...

It's a little more

complicated.

So she's hooked up

to this thing and she's what?

She's somebody else.

Jenny?

What the hell?

You did that?

No.

You did.

We were way worse to Mark.

This is us being nice.

He lost his mind.

I did not.

There's something called

"taking a ride" we like to do

to get to know somebody.

So you don't necessarily

have to do anything.

You can just go along.

How they're feeling

can affect your judgment.

How they hear, see,

feel things.

Just focus in

on where you want to go.

The person has to be nearby

that you hone in on,

and your mind will do the rest.

I don't...

Took me several times

to get used to it.

It all seemed

pretty bizarre at first.

There are certain

limitations.

Like, it's still you in there.

You can't look back

on what they know.

There's no control of memory.

I don't understand.

Like, you wouldn't

be able to remember

somebody's credit card without

going into their pocket.

That seems kind of...

It's just an example.

Just think of someone nearby.

Think of it like grabbing

ahold of something

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