Reverie

-So what's on the agenda for tonight?

-I thought we might just have a quiet night in.

Come on.

This way, Madame.

What did you do?

Thank you.

You're out of your mind!

Ha.

It's spectacular.

Happy anniversary.

Happy anniversary.

Hey, his lips are moving.

You think he's trying to say something?

-Most likely an involuntary response

to something in the Reverie program.

-Well, how can you know for sure?

We can't.

-They brought in another one this morning.

That makes seven.

I can count.

I know you can count.

What if this becomes an epidemic?

-Seven users isn't an epidemic.

It's a fraction of a fraction.

They're in a coma, Lexi...

because of your program.

-My program is doing exactly what it's supposed to.

-That's not going to make a damn bit of difference

to our partners.

If we can't prove that this is reversible,

they're gonna pull the plug.

We'll lose everything.

You understand?

This is a radical problem.

Maybe it requires a radical solution.

Now, remember,

only 7% of our communication

is based on what we actually say.

38% of it comes from the tone of the voice,

and the rest of it, 55%, comes from body language.

Look at the smiles.

Real smiles-- they affect the eyes.

They wrinkle the skin.

Is the person making eye contact?

Too much

Oh...

-Also pay attention to the direction.

Eyes to the left means that

they're trying to remember something.

Eyes to the right

signals creative thinking,

deception.

Stop.

Devon is the killer.

How'd you figure it out?

-Everyone else was, like, really intense

with their eye contact,

and Devon looked away immediately,

like she had something to hide.

That's very good.

Now, remember,

this is more than just a game, right?

I mean, these are skills that you can use

on a job interview,

on a date, or in bed.

It's a whole new way of seeing the world,

but you have to look up.

And class is dismissed.

All right, good work, everybody.

We'll see you on Wednesday.

Charlie,

what are you doing here?

Buy you dinner?

How does one teach interpersonal dynamics?

-You saw it. We play "killer,"

we play "red light, green light,"

games that develop observational skills.

-And their parents pay money for this?

-Well, if their parents knew how badly they needed it,

they'd pay twice as much.

-Here you go. -Why do you say that?

Thank you. -Sure.

Do you know how much time

the average teen spends on their devices in one day?

-How much? -Nine hours,

and in some cases, up to 16 or more.

And in exchange for that,

they get the whole world in their pocket, right?

Any information, any tool, right there on their phone.

Is that such a bad thing?

-It is if they're not developing

the most important tool of all.

Which is?

Empathy.

We learn empathy by observing,

and we've stopped doing that.

I mean, look.

Nobody's even having an actual conversation.

-Well, we are. -Yeah, but that's because

we haven't seen each other in a few years,

and we have a lot to catch up on.

-Want to offer you a job, Mara.

Okay, doing what?

hostage negotiation.

When I retired as police chief,

I started my private security firm.

Onira-Tech was my first and only client,

and then after a time, I became a liaison.

-"Reverie." What does it do?

-What's your all-time favorite memory?

The most beautiful, mind-blowing place

you can remember?

Uh, when I was, um, ten...

My mother took me and my sister Jamie

to this place called "labyrinth of light."

It was this

field just full of paper lanterns.

It was like floating in space.

-What if you could revisit that moment

any time you wanted?

It can do all that?

Reverie is a place

where the impossible becomes possible.

You're put inside a waking dream of your own design.

You can go anywhere you want, change your appearance,

and even bring loved ones back from the dead.

How?

They use what's called a

"social media footprint."

A person's pictures, videos--

their posts.

You feed them into the program,

and you can resurrect them in Reverie.

-That's like a field trip to heaven.

-Problem is, some of our users are so addicted

to the fantastic worlds they've created

that their subconscious minds have severed ties with reality.

Their bodies have gone into a coma.

For lack of a better word, they're trapped.

I'm still not understanding.

What exactly is it that you want me to do?

-I want you to go inside Reverie

and bring them back.

-How would you like to proceed?

-She needs time to think about it.

Charlie, we don't have time.

-Monica, she's our best option.

Well, you've got her résumé. See for yourself.

Master's of Psychology from Stanford.

Specialized counterterrorism training

with the FBI.

There have to be others.

-The best negotiators make you feel like

you've known them your whole life.

every little gesture of the hand,

slight change in tone of voice.

She had all that.

She worked miracles for complete strangers.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do it

for the people she loved the most.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ray, Ray.

Okay, so just, uh... Just back up a second.

You know? Tell me how all of this

got started.

-I found a text. -Okay, a text, good.

What text? -On Jamie's phone.

-A text on Jamie's phone. Great.

What did it say?

-That she's taking Brynn to your parents' place.

She's gonna leave me.

Okay, wait, wait.

Ray, listen.

I'm sure it wasn't permanent, all right?

I-I-I...

Maybe she just wanted

to give you guys some space.

I know my sister.

I know how much she loves you.

Not anymore.

No, of course she does.

Remember when you used to

come to our house and you would

pick her up for dates

and you would drive around in that car.

God, what was it? It was the, um...

The--the... The black one...

-The Camaro? -The Camaro, exactly.

Whatever happened to that car, anyway?

I sold it...

To, uh, buy Jamie's ring.

I'm sorry, baby.

Daddy didn't mean to scare you.

I didn't mean to scare you. Everything's going to be--

Did you call the police?

Mara...

-No! No, no.

I-I--No, no, no. -Oh, I told you

not to call the police! -They're going to go away.

No, I didn't!

I'm gonna make them go away.