Doom Patrol

Previously on Doom Patrol...

I believe you can find people

who will love you just as you are.

When did Kay Challis become Jane?

You are one of many personalities,

trapped within a single body.

Holy shit.

The Underground is vast.

What do you know about the Underground?

Not a lot. Maybe I can help you.

Sweet, sweet baby.

Please don't keep me waiting.

Come, join me!

Karen. She's by far the worst of the 64.

Jane, are you in there?

Let go of me, you motherfucker!

Hey, Jane. Jane.

Sweet, sweet, baby Kay.

Come give Daddy a kiss.

I haven't finished my puzzle yet.

Kay Olivia.

You know Daddy doesn't like to wait.

Get off me!

Playtime's over, Karen. You've had your fun.

Shut up.

I said shut up!

- That's enough, Polly. - She started it!

Fuck all you do-nothing, hater bitches!

At least I found true love.

Where are you taking her?

You know.

Jane?

Jane?

Jane. Hey, sweetheart.

Okay. Okay.

Why aren't you up there?

Why aren't you up there, Polly?

Someone needs to be on the surface, Jane.

You're creating disharmony. Dissonance.

Well, the position's open, Lucy, have at it.

You can get us all on the same wavelength you care so much about.

Jane, hon.

We all know how this works here, right?

There are rules, right?

You're the primary, which means you're the one on top.

Which keeps an equilibrium down here in the Underground.

An equilibrium that must be maintained.

Yeah, 'cause we're all besties.

Loved your friendship bracelet, Secretary.

This a joke to you?

Just do your job.

The fuck you know about my job, Polly?

When's the last time you were up there?

Oh, that's right, never.

- Fuck you. - Polly.

Jane, each of us has a purpose.

A reason for being.

We just want you to respect that.

I know.

The more things remain out of balance,

the more all of us are vulnerable.

Okay, I'll go up.

You look like shit.

I feel like shit.

You ever think about going up to the surface?

Me? No.

I'm happy with my job.

You're lucky.

Can't say there haven't been a few times

where I stared out at the end of the line.

Stared at that light and thought,

"What if?"

But, you know, it passes.

Everybody wants me there.

"It's your job. We all have a purpose."

Like it's easy being up there, like it's a cakewalk.

Shit's hard as fuck.

- And even then, it can't fix everything. - I hear you.

- And what's the point, really? - Who knows?

All I know is this train.

- You ever use that? - Emergency brake?

Never had a reason to.

I run a pretty clean railroad.

What happens if someone pulls it?

I would imagine it would fuck up the train.

- Huh. - Until I fixed it.

How long would that take?

How much time do you need?

Jane, are you listening?

We really, really, really, need you to come out.

Didn't work the first ten times you tried it,

but sure, why not?

At least I'm doing something.

I've never seen her like this before.

Has anybody seen her like this before?

This is all my fault, I never should have pushed us into therapy.

Don't flatter yourself, Cliff, therapy was the rat's idea.

Jane, sweetie, blink if you can hear me.

Jesus, Rita, will you give it a rest?

I'll do no such thing.

I can't believe I lost Jane.

You didn't lose her. She's not a pet.

Okay, now Larry hates me, too.

Of course, I deserve this. This is good.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with her.

Her brain activity's off the charts and yet... nothing.

Jane's in there, somewhere.

So how do we pull her out?

I don't know.

Part of me wishes that we could just shrink ourselves,

Magic School Bus style, and get inside her head.

What?

I'm just marveling at your embrace of the weird and utterly impossible.

What?

What the hell's going on?

Okay.

Can someone tell me what the...

Hey! Hello? Uh...

Hey!

Jane?

Hello?

I'm not Jane.

What?

I'm Driver 8.

- Who are you? - Cliff Steele.

I thought you were a robot.

I was. Well, I mean, I am.

I'm sorry... Are you sure you're not Jane?

I'm not Jane.

Where am I?

The Underground.

I'm in the Under...

I'm in Jane's brain? I'm in her head?

Bad news is... it's off limits.

You're not supposed to be here.

- How did you... - Magic School Bus.

Um, the Negative Spirit is touching my brain right now

as well as Jane's brain at the same time

and... here I am.

I don't understand it either.

So, you're one of the personalities?

I am. Some of us look like Jane, some don't.

As you say, I don't understand it all either.

Can you help me find Jane? I'm here to bring her back.

Oh, I wouldn't know where to look.

This is a big place down here.

Lots of places to get lost. And I don't leave the train.

You sure there isn't anybody who could help?

Let me make some calls.

Jane?

What are you doing here?

Oh, do you hear?

Someone pulled the emergency brake on the train.

- You're kidding. - Hardly.

The train's completely out of commission.

No one can surface until Driver 8 fixes it.

That's crazy.

You know, I've always assumed I was the only one that knew about this memory.

Like it was my own Secret Garden.

But I don't mind the company.

Not at all. Rather like it, actually.

Whose memory is this?

I don't know. Never given it a second thought.

I know this much...

It's my favorite place in the Underground.

I always leave completely chuffed without fail.

It doesn't bother you that you don't know who this belongs to?

Memories belong to everyone.

That's how it works here. Everyone knows that.

Some of the others are saying you don't want to go back up.

Do you ever feel like you're spiraling out of control?

When I get like that...

I come here.

And what happens when that doesn't work anymore?

You're leaving?

Where are you going?

Jane?

To find answers.

Hey, shit-for-brains.

Hammerhead.

Yeah, Einstein.

I never thought that I'd be happy to see you.

You're not supposed to be here, Cliff.

I'm looking for Jane.

- Driver 8 said you'd help... - Shut up!

Excuse me, who the fuck are you?

Driller Bill, asshole.

I'm trying to help her.

Well, that just got fucked sideways, didn't it?

Heh...

All right. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Watch the coat.

So nice of you to join us, Jane.

- Quite nice indeed. - To seek counsel.

Sit.

You can't do this.

You're making a big mistake, Hammerhead.

Hey!

Ooh. Ah.

Don't mind her. She's harmless.

Karen?