Brave New World

Lenina Crowne.

Lenina Crowne.

Fine.

Well, aren't you a lucky girl?

Thank you.

- Good morning. - Hi.

Mr. Marx.

- Ah, Ms. Crowne. Thank you for coming.

I guess it couldn't wait?

- I'm afraid not. Please.

- Yellow? Sounds serious.

Well, it doesn't need to be.

My levels are fine, thank you.

- It's come to my attention that you are engaged

in an exclusive sexual relationship...

I beg your... hold on.

- With Henry Foster, an Alpha Plus,

for over two months now.

- No, that's not accurate. I don't think...

This is last week.

You do remember?

Ah, this was a Monday.

Executive bathroom above the gestational wing.

Wait, that's not...

- Two Thursdays ago. The breezeway.

Previous Tuesday. Twice.

- Stop. - The prior Monday.

Monday before that. Oh, lots of Mondays.

Stop, please.

- Oh, no. There's no need for shame.

Lenina,

I assure you I'm quite used to this sort of thing.

It comes with the job.

Well, I understand the impulse.

He's handsome, strapping, tall.

Ah, yes.

Our Henry Foster is every bit the Alpha Plus, isn't he?

What I can never seem to wrap my head around, though,

is the... selfishness.

I mean, two people engaged in possessive, monogamous...

Forgive me, I don't know what else to call it...

Relations in private, separate,

with no regard for the social body,

no consideration for the pain they cause,

the damage they inflict...

No.

- Sorry, did you say "no"? - It was a few times.

- 22. - It just happened.

You can understand that, can't you?

It was purely sexual.

- I'm gonna stop you right there.

First we began to talk,

to prefer each other's company,

and I just thought that that was...

No, you didn't.

You did not think.

You gave no thought whatsoever to anyone but yourself.

Not your colleagues, not your friends...

All of whom have just as much a right to Henry Foster

as you do.

Or do you not agree with that?

Lenina?

- Everyone belongs to everyone else.

- Yes. That's right.

Good. That's... good.

Well, that's over now.

And I've found, with things like this,

it's best to get right back in the mix,

to focus on one's duty.

And if you like,

I can recommend a few excellent, um...

Go on.

A soma a day keeps the jimjams away.

- You wouldn't happen to have something more...

An orange for you?

This really isn't your fault, Lenina.

You're a Beta. Henry Foster's the Alpha here...

Beta Plus.

I'm a Beta Plus. - Yeah, no. Of course.

All I mean is that you can't be expected to think so far ahead.

Henry needed to consider the bigger picture.

And Henry...

Well, Henry didn't.

Nor did he consider all of those who might desire you.

At least not until today.

Henry... Henry told you?

It's not important.

What's important is that we caught it in time.

These things have a habit of...

festering jealousy, possessiveness, secrecy.

Lenina, you're going to take the recommended actions

and you are gonna feel better.

I promise.

Bernard Marx?

Bernard Marx.

Are you ignoring me, Marx?

- No, sir. I would never.

Listen...

there's been an incident.

Where'd you get off to?

Or should I say, "Who'd you get off with?"

Frannie, behave yourself.

If you say Henry Foster again,

I swear I'll report you.

Don't be silly.

Ending is better than mending.

You are an essential part

of a perfect, social body...

Everybody in their place,

everybody happy now.

And Indra keeps us all connected.

But imagine a world

without Indra's stability and harmony...

A primitive land of greed,

superstition,

and pain.

You don't have to imagine.

Only an 11-minute rocket from New London,

you'll find the Savage Lands.

Come and experience the magic.

You bring the friends;

we've got the fun,

with realistic shows performed daily by actual savages.

All the misery of the old world

with all the comforts of home.

Adventures await in the Savage Lands.

- Hot towel or soma fizz? - Thank you.

- Hot towel? Soma fix? - Thank you.

- Now arriving. District of the Sublime.

Hot towel? Soma fizz?

- Are you the Gamma? I'm from the bureau.

Counselor.

I'm happy you're here. - Yes.

What, uh... what happened?

- Our residents were enjoying a recreation session.

Satisfaction levels were quite high

until one of the Epsilons, he...

He had an accident.

How rare.

Show me?

They do happen, you know. Accidents.

I've seen one myself. - Yes.

But it seems that this accident was...

Well, see if you can make sense of it.

This way, Counselor.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir. Thank you.

Hey, you Jacks.

Get away from there.

Hey, you Jack. Did you hear what I said?

A soma for you, Jack.

Nothing to worry about. Soma?

One for you. Here you go.

It's a fine day. Why waste it here, all right?

Clear the residents from the area, yeah?

And tell these Epsilons not to touch anything

till I get back.

You're leaving?

- What's your name? - CJack60.

You knew this worker?

We knew this worker.

You see what happened to him?

I asked you a question.

This worker fell.

Fell?

We clean up now.

- I record feelings and turn them into experiences...

Bigger, bolder,

better than anyone could imagine,

and I give them to you, my adoring audience.

And you're welcome.

- I was just looking at what was left of him, and...

I tried to imagine what it...

What it must have been like to... to... to climb up

and look over the edge and to plan it.

I mean, to choose it. - You lost me.

Choose what? - To end himself, to die.

I don't understand.

- 'Cause he jumped. - Jumped?

You make no sense.

Why would he? No one's ever done that.

- If he was in pain, if... - He could take a soma.

- What if soma didn't work? - But it does.

- What if I said that there's a kind of pain

that... that... That soma doesn't touch?

I'd tell you to take a soma.

It's not funny.

I felt it... what he felt.

I... I... I touched him, and... - An Epsilon?

- The must have been some part of him

that was still connected

to the network... - Bernard.

- To Indra, to everyone... I mean, to me...

- The Epsilon? - Yes.

Are you listening?

- Not even sure they have feelings, the Epsilons.

Oh, don't do that. You know what I mean.

I mean...

feel like we do.

They feel the same.