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[soft, warm music]
*
Hey!
We meet again.
Hi!
Nice. [chuckles]
Thanks.
You know, for a minute there I didn't think
you were gonna show up. - What?
No, I just didn't want to interrupt your book.
Well, I'm glad you did.
This place is really cute. You come here often?
Oh, that was...
That is not a line, I swear!
[laughs] About twice a week.
They make really great macarons.
You really haven't been?
No. Maybe...?
I travel a lot, so...
Can I ask you a strange question?
Please.
What's your name?
What?
You've never told me.
Really?
- No. - [laughs] Wow.
It's Michael.
- Michael. - Yeah.
- Grace. - I know.
Right.
Because it is written on my cup.
Yeah, that, but you also told me last time.
[crunches into macaron]
Oh, wow, these are good.
Oh, um, Michael what?
- Michael... - [alarm clock ringing]
[ringing continues]
[sighs]
[ringing stops]
Michael...
*
GRACE: Becky?
BECKY: Yeah?
Can I borrow your black heels?
They're in the back of my closet.
The temp agency is sending me to the Connor Building today.
The one on Fifth?
What are you doing there?
I dunno. Filing, answering phones?
So, uh, Monday's the 1st...
Ooh, uh, spot me?
I'm a little short.
Grace, you're always short.
Being an adult means paying your half of the expenses.
Ugh! You sound like Mom.
Look, I'm good for it, I promise!
The agency said that this job could last two months.
Could or would?
Should!
Once I dazzle them with my skills.
Hello? Ah! Of course!
One moment while I connect your call!
Ah?
Mm. Your buttons are off.
Ugh!
Look, I know temping isn't ideal,
but it gives me time to write and helps me pay my bills.
And once I sell my book, I will be paying for
your half of the expenses. - Mm-hm.
Hey, uh, do we know a Michael?
- Michael who? - I dunno.
Uh, six feet tall, dark hair, handsome?
That doesn't ring any bells.
I've been dreaming about him.
Every night for the last week.
Dreaming about him?
Yeah, like, I'll be going for a walk in the park,
or I'll be back in my junior year chemistry class
and forget we had a test. - Classic.
And then he's just... there.
What does he do?
Well, we usually just... talk.
He's...
nice.
Most of my recurring dreams involve Ryan Gosling.
I need, ah, caffeine. I'm in court all day.
Hey...
What if we get coffee at Julia's?
*
Thanks.
What time do you get off work?
Uh... 5?
My friend John's in town.
You met him at my birthday last year.
Uh... sure.
Well, he remembered you.
Asked how you were.
Thought you two could go for drinks.
I am not going on a blind date.
It's not a date! Nor is it blind.
Just old friends catching up.
We exchanged two words.
And they made an impression.
I just think you should put yourself out there.
When was the last time you went out with someone interesting?
Well, I...
I'll let him know you'll meet him at 6.
Okay, maybe he goes to my gym.
Who?
Michael. Or maybe he works at the bank?
Or maybe he's a figment of your imagination.
No.
I mean, I must have met him somewhere.
Where else do dreams come from?
*
Welcome...
to where dreams are made!
Our staff is hard at work building tonight's dreams today.
As newly hired dream associates,
you will soon be working on this floor,
where you will have the awesome responsibility
of creating the framework for dreams.
Dreams can reveal deepest desires to the dreamer,
unlock hidden inspiration.
Some of you might be familiar with Otto Sandman.
His most famous assignment?
Sir Isaac Newton got the idea for gravity...
from a dream!
Many credit the apple, but it was all Otto.
Ah! One of our supervisors! Harvey!
Any words of wisdom for our new recruits?
No.
Whoops, looks like we caught him before his morning coffee!
[chuckles] Come on!
Alright, right this way!
*
FRED: Last stop on the tour!
Hiya, Marge!
*
You'll recognize these from your orientation.
Dreams are built from...
memories!
Every moment of a person's life is sent here to our library.
Every second of every day, of every person on Earth,
logged and filed within the hour,
and ready to use for dream creation.
[office phone ringing]
Looks like we've got a request!
MARGE: Resource centre.
"McMahon"?
Is that M-C or M-A-C?
What date?
Yeah.
Now Marge will pull the requested memories
and send them off to one of our many dream associates
who will use it to build the dream.
How far back can we go?
As far as you'd like.
First day of pre-school, humiliating prom night;
a whole life is at your disposal.
And there's only one rule.
A subject's dreams must be constructed from their memories
and their memories alone.
You cannot introduce people, places, or things
to their dream that they have not encountered in life.
Consequences would be...
dire.
*
Prom... dress...
*
HARVEY: It's Kevin's birthday.
We've got a card.
Got a moment to add your John Hancock?
Absolutely.
How's it going?
Learning curve can be pretty steep that first month.
Not for me.
I've already scripted the next three nights
for all of my assignments, with an extra dream ready to go
in the event of an impromptu nap.
I have a system.
Mmm...
Make sure you're not biting off more than you can chew.
I've always been underestimated,
but I graduated top of my class.
Double major, lucid slumber and whimsy.
You've mentioned.
I also minored in political science.
Save the hard stuff for the dream council.
Don't forget, your first performance review
is this Friday. - Mm-hm.
Oh, Harvey?
Who do I call to request more Post-Its?
*
[office phones ringing]
Hi, I'm looking for Edward.
Hi... Edward?
Eddy.
Grace, from the agency.
[exhales briskly] Alright.
We're replacing all the old monitors in the office.
Replace, like...?
The old ones out, carry the new ones in,
hook 'em up.
Oh, uh, I'm sorry.
I was told you need someone for data entry.
We do.
Once we get all these up to the sixth floor,
find you a chair,
then you can start entering the data.
Unfortunately, the elevators are out, so...
[sighs] Nice shoes.
[chuckles awkwardly]
*
[breathing heavily]
*
[sound of traffic]
[line ringing]
SECRETARY: [phone] Benedict Literary Agency.
How can I help you?
Grace McMahon for Tom Benedict.
Grace, hi! How's Kalamazoo?
Uh, can't complain.
Yeah, well, I would if I lived there.
Kidding!
I'm sure it's nice.
Look, um, I was just calling to see
if we'd heard anything back from the publishers' yet...
about my manuscript?
No, nothing yet.
Well, it's been a month.
Yeah, these things take time.
Publishers have stacks of submissions just like yours.
- Okay. - Just sit tight.
I promise I'll call you the moment we hear anything, yeah?
- Well-- - I gotta run.
Okay, bye.
- [call disconnects] - [sighs]
[message notification]
[sighs]
Oh, no, no, no, no, I-- No, Becky...
*
JOHN: But what a lot of people don't realize
is that it's actually not hard to outperform the SNP,
especially if you know where to put your money, so...
Yeah... That's me.
Uh, what do you do?
Grace?
Um, sorry. What?
I was just asking what you do for a living.
Oh, um, I work for a temp agency.
Hm.
Well, temping allows me flexibility in my schedule,
so I have time to write.
Oh, you're... you're a writer?
Mm-hm.
[laughs nervously] Cool.
Uh, have I read any of your work?
Well, I'm not published... yet. [laughs]
But I have an agent.
Kind of.
He's a friend of my grandmother.
He's been taking my book around, and uh...
we've been getting some good response.
And, uh, what's your fallback?
My fallback?
If it doesn't work out.
I try not to think like that.
It's just...
it's just not a very practical career.
Uh, but... but, hey,
you, uh... seem to have a plan,
so maybe you'll...
maybe you'll beat the odds, huh?
Yeah.
Hey.
[glasses clink]
*
You into ballroom dancing?
[subdued lounge music playing]
[sighs]
[sultry lounge music playing]
*
JOHN: So I said to him,
"You can't move all of your money into crypto.
"It's important to diversify your portfolio."
Of course, you have to do the cost-benefit analysis
of high risk versus low.
Low risk being CDs, bonds.
Or hey, if you're willing to go high risk,
you can go stocks, options, futures.
[whispered] Really?
JOHN: Personally, I feel annuities get a bad rep.
Yeah. But, actually,
if you're really willing... [voice fades out]
Hi!
Hi.
He seems... nice.
[sighs] That's 'cause you're out of earshot.
[laughs]
You look so beautiful.
Thank you.
Though, I have to say,
I don't remember wearing this on my date.
Really?
Yeah, I guess my subconscious had notes.
[chuckles] - Yeah.
Wait...
I wore this to my spring formal.
In high school?
I can't believe it still fits!
Well, you're putting me to shame.
You look very handsome.
Thanks.
I gotta tell you, though. I am starving.
Everything on this menu is in French, so I ordered a salad,
but you know what this dream really needs?
- What? - A cheeseburger.
With onions and extra pickles.
Ooh, that sounds so good. I would love a cheeseburger.
I'll give you my pickles.
Hey, thanks again for the save.
[laughs] Any time.
I don't think I could have survived an encore of that date.
You wanna dance?
I don't think it's that kind of restaurant.
[sultry, intriguing music]
GRACE: I... didn't see that before.
I guess your subconscious had notes.
*
[music fades out]
[tango music playing]
*
Do you work at a bank?
[chuckles] No.
I'm just trying to figure out where I know you from.
You really don't know?
Do you?
No.
But I must know you from somewhere.
Otherwise... otherwise, where else would...
Dreams come from? That's what I said!
[tango music playing]
*
Well, whatever the reason...
I'm glad I'm here with you.
If we never met,
if our paths never crossed,
part of me would always be looking for you.
I wish this were real.
But I'm gonna wake up and you're gonna be gone.
So come find me.
I can't.
I don't even know your last name.
[Inaudible].
What? What? I...
I can't hear you!
Michael!
[alarm clock ringing]
Michael?
[ringing intensifies]
[gasps]
[ringing continues]
[ringing stops]
[sighs]
*
GRACE: Oh!
*
[grunts with effort]
EDDY: Hey, Grace!
Wrong truck!
[sighs]
*
GRACE: Ugh, why did you get olives?
Because I like them.
Hey!
How was the date last night?
You said it wasn't a date.
I lied. How'd it go?
If I told you it was amazing, could I have a slice of pizza?
Are you gonna see him again?
All he did was talk about his investment portfolio.
Oh, no. A man with a retirement plan!
How awful!
I just...
I didn't feel a spark.
You're too picky.
Well, what's wrong with having standards?
When they're impossible to meet?
[sighs]
He was there again last night.
- Who? - Michael!
That's eight dreams in a row.
They're just dreams, Grace.
And they star the most amazing guy I've ever met.
It's like... I can't explain it.
We have this connection, and then...
he'll look at me, and... [sighs]
What does it say about me
that my dreams are my best part of my day?
That you need to get out more.
I just... [sighs]
I never met anyone like him before, you know?
He's smart and funny,
and he loves old sci-fi novels and flea markets, and...
he's just like me.
Please tell me this isn't the reason
you're not seeing John again. A man who's actually real?
Michael might be real. He told me his last name!
Oh yeah? What was it?
HOST: Michael Roy, ladies and gentlemen!
Let's welcome him to the stage, come on!
[applause]
Thanks so much, everyone.
Um, it's so nice to be back in Grand Rapids.
- [mic feedback] - Oh...
Heh, sorry.
WOMAN: Cheers!
Well...
Listen, if you like what you hear, tell your friends.
I got another show tomorrow night, 8 o'clock.
MAN: Play "Free Bird"!
[someone laughs]
[exhales nervously]
[playing guitar]
[office phones ringing]
*
ALURA: Wait... this isn't right.
Oh...
*
ALURA: The tapes are swapped!
*
Oh, no!
*
- Harvey, I need to talk to you. - I'm on break.
It can't wait. I--
MARGE: Alura!
Hi, Marge.
I would like to remind you that we are currently
short-staffed at the resource desk,
and cannot accommodate your multiple requests a day.
Sorry.
Right. Won't happen again.
Harvey, wait, please! It's important.
If this is about adding accounts, I told you,
ten is the limit until after your first review
from the Dream Council.
I made a really big mistake.
How big?
You should probably put down that donut.
[cell phone ringing]
Hi!
Grace!
Uh, Tom Benedict.
Do you have a minute?
Uh, yeah, of course.
Uh, so the publishers...
they got back to us about your book.
They're passing.
All of them?
They all said the same thing.
"Well-written but feels... small."
"Small"?
"Lacked a 'wow' factor. Played it too safe."
Ugh, look, Tom,
I worked really hard on this book.
I mean, can't we bring it somewhere else?
TOM: [phone] There is nowhere else.
Let me ask you a question.
What did you do last week?
I... I worked.
I had dinner with my sister.
I... watched a documentary about sharks.
TOM: Yeah, see...
you gotta get out, travel, get into a little trouble.
Fill up your creative tank.
I feel like you have a lot of potential, you just...
you need to find a story worth telling.
*
[sighs]
*
[sighs]
[keys jingling]
[engine stuttering]
Ugh!
*
GRACE: Is my life small?
BECKY: Who said that?
You know that lit agent that Nana introduced me to?
He said that all the publishers he submitted my book to passed.
I'm sorry, Grace.
And the mechanic called me today.
My car's not gonna be ready till Monday.
Would you mind giving me a ride to work tomorrow?
Sure.
How much is that gonna be?
I dunno.
More than I have.
Do you think...
maybe it's time to look for something
a little bit more... permanent?
Just...
with a steady income.
Becky, all I've ever wanted to be is a writer.
I promised I'd give myself three years to make a go of it.
It's been four.
[sighs]
Hey, I think you're an amazing writer,
but what you're doing now, it's not sustainable.
And I think you know that.
Um...
Page 130.
"Deciphering Dreams"?
I had time to kill before my deposition.
And you made it to page 130?
200. Just read.
"According to Freud, dreams are wish fulfilment.
"Your greatest desires realized."
You're dissatisfied with your life,
so you created the ultimate fantasy.
Ugh.
You're... you're right.
What am I doing?
I'm hung up on some figment of my imagination.
Hey, it's just a rut, Grace,
but the answer isn't to escape into some dream world.
It's to go out and have real and meaningful adventures
of your own.
You can't go through life with your head in the clouds.
You gotta come join the rest of us down here sometime.
[sighs]
*
Hello, Grace.
My name is Harvey, and this is Alura.
Hi.
We'd like a moment of your time.
Do I know you?
Do you go to my gym?
I assure you, I do not.
We are from the Land of Dreams.
Oh, isn't that that ice cream place in Glen Park?
It is a plane of existence above the one you know.
Okay...
Uh, you know, I'm actually expecting someone,
so I'll have to catch you another time.
But it was nice to meet you.
HARVEY: You won't find him.
Michael.
He's not here.
How do you know about Michael?
I know many things, Grace.
Who are you?
Perhaps it's better if we show you.
Welcome to Dream Central, where the world's dreams are made.
So...
my dreams come from you?
Alura is your case manager.
I thought I was responsible for my dreams.
You are.
All the dream associates do is set the scene.
They populate the dreams with familiar sights and sounds.
We set the pieces on the board; you play the game.
Hm.
You know that dream last week, with the hot air balloon?
I loved it! That was an all-timer.
Thanks! I double-majored in--
HARVEY: Over-confidence and giving me an ulcer.
Which brings us to why we're here.
Right this way...
*
HARVEY: There has been a mix-up, I'm afraid.
GRACE: Mix-up?
Alura put one of her other assignments into your dreams.
It could've happened to anyone.
And yet it didn't.
Michael Roy.
He's a musician out of Portland, Maine.
Oregon.
He... he's from Oregon.
HARVEY: Regardless.
He could be in Maine; he could be in Portland.
Where he cannot be is your subconscious.
Wait, so...
Michael is real?
That's irrelevant!
You're not supposed to know him.
Uh, I think it's a little late for that.
Not entirely.
While this mistake is rather unprecedented,
there is a remedy.
What's that?
We help you forget.
*
So...
you're just gonna take my memories of Michael?
You have to agree to it.
I do?
ALURA: She does?
HARVEY: As I told you,
there is a protocol to all of this.
Rules.
What if I don't want to forget?
It's really simple, it's not painful,
and Michael will be gone.
But... I like Michael.
If he's real, I want to meet him.
You can't meet him!
I am hoping, when you hear what we have to say,
and understand the gravity of the situation,
you will accept the term.
We are talking about a disruption
to the universal order, the very fabric of existence.
He asked me to come find him.
He wasn't aware of the consequences.
I'm sorry, it was my mistake. But... you have to say yes.
BECKY: Up and at 'em!
Wake up!
If I'm gonna give you a ride to work, we need to leave soon.
Wha...?
Because your car's in the shop?
Right.
Are you okay?
Uh... yeah. I think so.
Let's go!
*
So then they took me to, like, this office in the sky.
I mean, I assume it was the sky; they didn't specify.
But then they said that because I've been dreaming
about this guy, I've doomed the universe.
How?
I don't know. I woke up.
Hm!
What'd you have for dinner last night?
Leftover pizza.
I can't eat anything spicy past 6 pm.
If I do, bad dreams. Like clockwork.
Hmm...
I mean, I guess it did have pepperoni on it.
I need more torque.
*
GRACE: [whispered] Michael...
Roy...
*
[gasps] It's him!
[laughs incredulously]
*
Bye, Eddy. See ya tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Today's your last day.
What? No, uh...
Wait, no, no, that can't be possible.
I was told there's another three weeks.
I'm sorry.
We're all done.
Okay, well, thanks.
Right, well, I took the assignment
because it was a guaranteed month.
Do you have another placement?
I'll take anything.
Uh, no, I understand.
Um, if something comes up...
Hello?
DRIVER: Pick-up for Grace?
Uh, yeah.
Hop in.
Oh, uh, can I change my destination?
Sure.
Where are you looking to go?
*
♪ Like I'd always known you, no surprise... ♪
♪ Feel it in my bones and I realize... ♪
♪ Time to wake up from my fantasy. ♪
♪ Can I take you with me? ♪
[applause]
Thanks so much, everyone.
Don't forget to tip your waiters.
Hi.
Oh, hi.
Uh, it's me. Grace.
Grace...?
Grace... from the last two weeks.
From, well, you know. [chuckles]
Oh, I'm sorry...
Oh! Were you at one of the Denver shows?
Uh... no.
You really don't know who I am?
HOST: Hey, nice show, man.
Oh, thanks so much. Thank you.
Another round of applause for Michael Roy!
Come on!
[applause]
*
WAITRESS: All good here?
Okay.
WAITRESS: Oh...
I know that look.
Boyfriend trouble?
Not exactly.
You know, you need to get it off your chest,
I'm all ears.
Might make you feel better.
That's okay.
Um, what are your specials?
Come on, don't be shy.
I've heard it all before.
[sighs]
I've dreamt about the same guy for the last ten nights,
and it turns out that he was put into my subconscious
because of some sort of cosmic clerical error,
and I came to Grand Rapids to see him before the dream police
could erase him from my memory.
And it turns out he has no idea who I am.
So... yeah.
Yeah, we have tuna melt and meatloaf.
I'll just take a cheeseburger.
Uh, onions, extra pickles.
[sighs]
[restaurant door opens]
*
WAITRESS: Michael. MICHAEL: Hey, Liz.
- Menu? - Yeah, thanks.
WOMAN: Excuse me, miss, can we get some menus, please?
*
MICHAEL: Hey! Hi, excuse me?
We meet again.
Sorry, I, um...
I don't wanna interrupt your book.
I...
I'm glad you did.
If you haven't ordered yet, uh,
I recommend getting the cheeseburger.
Hm?
You know, she could hear you better
if you were sitting at the same table.
*
[whooshing sound]
[intriguing music]
[elevator dings]
*
HARVEY: Stay close.
It's easy to get lost if you've never been down here.
[cat meows]
[Alura gasps]
ALURA: Hello!
- [cat meows] - Hi, kitty.
You're so soft and fluffy.
And you shouldn't touch anything!
*
GRACE: Okay, so I'm carrying this monitor down
six flights of stairs, and I finally get to the bottom
and security stops me.
They think I'm robbing the place.
MICHAEL: In heels? GRACE: I know!
Apparently they'd had some kind of theft issue.
So I say to the guy, "Don't you think if I were robbing
"the place, I would have chosen something more discreet?"
And then he tells me to empty my pockets.
Walked right into that one.
- [laughs] No! - Yeah. [chuckles]
How long you been temping for?
Uh, a few years.
It's alright.
Not the most reliable.
Kind of, uh, in between gigs right now.
What do you really wanna do?
I want to be a writer.
I can see that.
Really?
Yeah. You're a great storyteller.
Thanks.
So, I gotta ask...
What was that back there at the bar?
Um...
a mistake.
I...
I thought you were someone I knew.
This might sound crazy,
but I really thought I knew you from somewhere too.
That doesn't sound strange at all.
And here we go.
MICHAEL: Thanks.
Have you two had a chance to check out the Taste of Summer?
What's that?
It's a pop-up street fair.
You know what you should do? As soon as you're done here,
you should just walk on over there.
It's just a few blocks from here.
Do they have churros?
Well, it wouldn't be a street fair without them, would it?
Enjoy.
What do you say?
Sure.
Great.
Okay. Pickles?
Sorry... Uh...
I don't know why I just assumed you'd just want that.
[laughs]
Well, you...
assumed right.
[knocking on door]
[quietly] That's fine. That's good.
Hello.
BECKY: Hi...
We're looking for Grace.
She's not in.
Uh, how do you know... Grace?
We go way back.
She'd definitely be happy to see us and not at all alarmed.
Okay...
Do you know where we could find her?
It's really important.
I don't, but I can tell her you dropped by, Mr. ...?
We'll try again later.
But...!
HARVEY: Have a nice night.
Yeah, you too.
Thank you.
*
Grace, your friends are so weird.
Why are we leaving?
One thing you must understand about people
is that they are naturally suspicious.
Do we not look trustworthy?
We're both wearing company-issued blazers!
You have a pocket square!
Yes, well, that aside, she wasn't going to help us.
Oh, this is bad.
This is really bad.
My... my performance review is on Friday.
If the Dream Central finds out about this...
I can't go back to cataloguing.
We have a few days. Let's not panic.
Right. We just need to find Grace
and make her see how important this is.
Before I'm cast out of Dream Central
and lose the only job I've ever wanted...
That wasn't panic!
Hm!
Where do we look next?
If I had to guess, she's gone to find Michael.
We told her not to!
Another thing you must understand about people
is that they are stubborn.
What happens if she finds him before we find her?
Then you are free to panic.
Oh...
[carousel music]
MICHAEL: So, um, what's your book about?
GRACE: Well, it's fiction.
Based on a summer I spent at sleepaway camp when I was 12.
Sort of a coming-of-age romance.
Oh!
Well, the romance part is fictional.
So... no first kiss by the lake?
No.
Though I did get poison ivy at that lake.
Oh, no.
People would tell these stories at camp fires that we did,
and one night I finally worked up the confidence to try,
and made one of my counsellors
laugh so hard he fell off his chair.
It was the best feeling in the world!
I'm not superstitious, I swear.
Okay, maybe a little.
[laughs] Oh...
My lucky penny.
HARVEY: Have you seen her?
LIZ: Maybe...
Who wants to know?
I'm her uncle.
I thought we were supposed to meet.
I can't seem to locate her.
Well, maybe you should give her a call.
HARVEY: She's not answering her phone.
ALURA: What is this?
That's apple pie. You want a slice?
I've never had it.
You've never had apple pie?
I've never had pie.
HARVEY: She's not from around here.
Now, about Grace?
Oh yeah, they went to the street fair.
They?
Yeah, she left with that musician
who's been playing across the street.
He's been in here every day this week.
His name's Michael. He's really sweet.
He's a good tipper.
We appreciate your help. Let's go.
LIZ: Uh, hold on.
This is on the house.
Thank you!
I bought my first guitar when I was 15.
I spent all summer mowing lawns so I could afford it.
Have you always wanted to be a musician?
Yeah.
My mom was a singer.
She taught me how to play.
Are you from the area?
I'm from Kalamazoo.
So what brings you up to Grand Rapids?
Well, um...
the churros.
Did you grow up in Portland?
How did you know I was from Portland?
Um, you mentioned it earlier.
Oh.
Yeah, I love Portland.
My grandmother lives there.
I was just there at Christmas with my sister.
Oh. Well, I'm actually headed back.
I gotta catch a train later tonight.
But I still have time.
I'd like to spend it with you.
[cell phone ringing]
Uh, sorry. Um...
Oh, uh, it's actually my sister.
Now, gimme just a sec?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Hello?
Where are you?
I went out for dinner.
Where?
You wouldn't know it.
BECKY: [phone] Are you at a carnival?
No...?
Okay, well, your friends stopped by.
Friends? What friends?
I don't know. They didn't give names.
An older guy, a younger girl.
Looked like they were trying to sell me a reverse mortgage.
Uh, did they say what they wanted?
Just that they needed to talk to you.
It seemed urgent.
You're not in some kind of trouble, are you?
No, of course not.
BECKY: Okay.
Because you can't afford my retainer.
GRACE: Hah! Funny.
Gotta go.
MICHAEL: Hey! Ring toss?
Michael Roy, you're goin' down.
Ha-ha!
ALURA: This is...
the best thing I've ever eaten!
Yeah, now that she's actually met the young man,
it's gonna be harder to convince her to give him up.
Maybe she won't like him...?
You think there's a chance they might not get along?
No. He's really nice.
And absurdly handsome.
- [chuckles] - Mmm!
I've always seen pie in memories,
but I never knew it could be so good.
Why don't we have pie?
You can put in a request when we get back.
Mmm.
*
- This way. - Okay.
ANNOUNCEMENT: Now boarding, the 11:45 to Portland.
MICHAEL: I had a really nice time tonight.
GRACE: Yeah, me too.
MICHAEL: I'm glad I got the chance to meet you.
Even if it was a case of mistaken identity.
Funny... how that happens!
Yeah.
Well, uh, if you're ever in Portland, uh...
If you're ever in Kalamazoo...
Yeah.
You know, uh, let me, um...
let me give you my number. We can...
Oh! Please. [laughs]
Or...
And this is gonna sound crazy...
Take the ride with me?
What?!
You can tell your grandma you're in her neck of the woods.
You're close, right?
Well, yeah, we are, but I mean, I...
I can't just drop everything and get on a train.
Why not?
Your temp gig's over.
It'll be like...
An adventure?
Yeah. Exactly.
Look...
I'm just...
I'm not ready for this night to end.
Are you?
*
MICHAEL: Grace?
Um... yes.
Yes?
- So, c'mon, let's get a ticket. - Yeah, okay!
Come on!
*
What are we gonna say to convince her?
We need to find her first.
There she is!
*
EMPLOYEE: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
Tickets, please!
We're not travellers.
We need to speak to the couple who just went through.
I can't let you onto the platform
unless you have a ticket.
You can purchase one at the window.
We don't have money!
We accept all major credit cards.
Marsha... What is your last name?
You don't need my last name.
And you're from the area?
MARSHA: What are you writing?
*
The train is leaving!
Are you gonna complain to my manager?
HARVEY: No, I will be reporting this
to someone much higher up.
Childhood fears?
Clowns, perhaps?
No.
[train horn sounding]
No...
[breathing heavily]
*
Did you get in touch with your grandma?
[message notification]
- I did, and she is excited. - [notifications continue]
I also texted my sister. She's a little excited too.
Let me just, uh, silence that! Sorry.
Whatcha writing?
Oh, just had a story idea.
I'm jotting it down before I forget.
- Can I see? - Sure.
Alright, let me check this out.
"Story Ideas (Hopefully)." I love that.
I keep a notebook on me.
For when I feel inspired.
This is awesome!
I write my lyrics on napkins.
- Oh yeah? - Yeah.
Works great, till you lose a killer song to a coffee spill.
[laughs]
Are you, uh, working on anything at the moment?
Yeah, I am.
Um, but... it doesn't really matter.
Why not?
This was my last show.
Of... the tour?
Ever.
I'm gonna work for my dad at his distribution plant.
One of his accountants just quit.
He needs me to fill the position.
So it's just temporary until they hire someone?
No.
He's been trying to get me to join the family business
for years, and uh...
I tried to fight it with my music...
but, uh, nepotism won.
But...
what about your music?
[sighs] Well, you know...
road life's hard.
There's no money in it.
And, uh, it's really lonely.
It's not the most, uh...
Practical?
Yeah.
You still love it, though?
I do, yeah.
But, uh, sometimes...
a dream just isn't meant to be.
*
My book was rejected.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
I worked really hard on it,
and everybody passed.
My sister wants me to get a real job, but I just...
I don't want to spend my whole life wondering
if I could have made it if I had just kept trying.
I don't think dreams are supposed to be easy.
They're supposed to be worth it.
*
Hey... here you go.
Oh.
Thanks.
We should probably try to get some sleep, huh?
Yeah, um... I'm not quite tired.
I'm gonna read for a bit.
But, um... sweet dreams.
- [chuckles] - What?
Oh, it's just, um...
I don't dream.
Everyone dreams.
Well, if I do, I don't remember them.
Ever?
No.
That explains a lot.
What do you mean?
Nothing. [laughs]
Goodnight.
Goodnight, Grace.
*
ALURA: [sighs] She could be anywhere!
We're never gonna catch her now.
[sighs]
How am I gonna face the Dream Council?
I've been waiting my whole life to do this job.
My father was a dream-weaver, my father's father...
I'm legacy!
I've been reluctant to suggest it,
but we're going to have to go to plan B.
What's plan B?
Right here.
These used to be on every corner.
Oh.
[coin clinks]
*
[office phone ringing]
You've got Fred!
HARVEY: [phone] It's Harvey.
Harvey.
Where are you?
Thought we were grabbing lunch today.
Uh, I've been...
detained.
Well, you missed a great lasagna.
I need you to get some memories for me.
Sure. I was heading over to the resource desk anyway.
What's the name?
HARVEY: Grace McMahon. ID number Kilo Alpha Lima.
9865-5453-5544.
I need the last 24 hours.
Got it.
I'll swing by your desk.
It's not going to my desk, Fred.
Where's it goin'?
HARVEY: Chicago.
I must have misheard you.
Thought you said "Chicago."
I did.
What are you doing down there?
HARVEY: I'm dealing with a Code Blue.
Rogue nightmare?
Unauthorized dream inhabitant.
What?
Fred, are you still with me?
FRED: [whispered] You lost her!
That's why you need the memories.
To find out where she's been!
Stay with me, Fred.
Do you know how many rules this is breaking?
HARVEY: I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.
Alright.
Give me an hour.
*
[sighs]
*
MICHAEL: Well, we got six hours to kill
before our connecting train.
Whoa, six hours.
What do you wanna do?
[playful music]
*
Pick a hand.
One of the best parts about travelling is checking out
all the obscure travel attractions.
Like the world's largest ball of yarn?
If we're lucky.
Come on, pick.
Left.
So...? Where are we going?
*
GRACE: Best part of travelling, huh?
Yeah, maybe we should get lunch.
Yeah. Let's do that. [chuckles]
[sneaky music]
*
M...
McMahon, McMahon...
*
Can I help you, Fred?
Lisa on the first floor mentioned needing... a tape.
Why didn't she put in a request?
I know how stretched thin you are.
I offered to grab it.
Hmm.
Whose memories do you need?
Hmm.
Madonna.
Madonna who?
Mmm, she doesn't...
have a last name.
Just "Madonna."
Like international pop star... Madonna?
Mm-hm.
Are you hiding something?
[swallows nervously]
Nope.
[office phone ringing]
[chuckles awkwardly]
[phone continues ringing]
[exhales]
*
[exhales]
*
[video] Best part of travelling, huh?
[video] Yeah, maybe we should get lunch.
GRACE: [video] Yeah.
They're in Montana.
EMPLOYEE: Hi, folks, what can I help you with?
You can't, thank you.
Electronics, uh, sports memorabilia?
Now, you look like a man that appreciates a nice watch.
Now, I'm not really in the... Oh, my!
Mm-hm. Try it on, give her a spin.
That's genuine Swiss technology, by the way.
Rather sporty as well.
EMPLOYEE: Oh, very sporty.
HARVEY: Now, can I wind this myself?
Oh yeah, definitely. Definitely you can.
Now, I'll give this to you for $325...
[Grace and Michael chatting indistinctly]
[poignant music]
Can I interest you in a kayak? Just got it in.
Sure!
What's a kayak?
MICHAEL: Do you believe in fate?
Like, there are just certain things in life that are...
inevitable?
I'd like to decide my own future.
I'm glad you walked into that bar last night.
I'm glad you mistook me for your friend.
And that we both wound up at that diner.
I'm glad that the waitress talked us into
going to the street fair.
That you beat me at ring toss.
[laughs]
I'm glad you're here with me now.
I don't know how to explain it.
It's like...
Like...
if we never met...
if our paths never crossed,
a part of you would always be looking for me?
Yeah.
Me too.
That's great.
Can I use that?
[laughs] It's all yours.
[tears page]
MICHAEL: If we never met...
GRACE: You know, I...
I realized I've never actually heard you play.
I came when you were finishing your set.
Well, um, there's a song I've been working on,
and uh, I dunno, I can't quite figure it out yet.
Well, I'd love to hear it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Alright, well, it's not finished, so...
be nice.
[playing guitar]
*
♪ I was always searching for something. ♪
♪ Never settling for anything less... ♪
♪ Than what I was dreaming of. ♪
*
♪ Everyone tells you, play it safe. ♪
♪ Mmm... ♪
That's the...
And then this is the part I'm kinda stuck on.
Um...
I dunno, I'm sort of thinking, um, it goes...
♪ Dah-dah-dah-dah... ♪
♪ Dah-dah-dah-dah... Hm... ♪
What if it's...
"If we never met"...
Ooh!
♪ If we never met... ♪
♪ If our paths never crossed... ♪
♪ Part of me would always be lookin' for ya. ♪
♪ Part of me will always be... ♪
Hi! Oh, thank you!
That's so sweet.
And you said there was no money in this.
Sounds amazing.
Thank you.
You should finish it.
Buy you an ice cream?
GRACE: Look, there's something I need to tell you, and I, um...
I'm not really sure how to say this.
Um...
There's a reason I thought I knew you at the bar.
And, um... the thing is,
I know how this is gonna sound, it's just...
- [thunder rumbles] - [Grace gasps]
- Oh, ah! - [rain pouring]
MICHAEL: Oh! Come on...
That came outta nowhere!
[both laughing]
GRACE: Oh...
I was really enjoying this!
You think it's still any good?
- No! - [laughs]
No.
[inspirational music]
*
It stopped.
That was fast.
*
Buy you another ice cream?
[chuckles] Sure.
*
Okay... how about I'll pick yours and you pick mine?
- Deal. - [both laugh]
Alright. Be nice.
I'll try.
*
Oh! Look at you.
Really brings out your eyes.
[both laugh]
*
Hey.
I got you something.
MICHAEL: "Where words fail, music speaks."
When I saw it, I thought of you.
I love it.
- [chuckles] - Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh, hey, um, what was it you wanted to tell me earlier?
Before the rain.
It sounded important.
You know...
I don't remember.
[chuckles]
*
ALURA: What if...
what if we didn't find them?
Don't worry. She can't dodge us forever.
No, I mean,
what if we let her keep the memories?
- That's not an option. - But...
No, we're running out of time.
We have to finish this.
I need you to focus.
Okay.
I will.
*
[sighs]
*
MICHAEL: So...
GRACE: So...?
I, uh...
I want to take you to dinner.
Yeah.
I'm thinking table, chairs,
cutlery, indoors?
Wow.
Tables and chairs.
Fancy!
[laughs]
There's this really cute place downtown called Fauna.
How about tonight?
Uh, I'd love to.
Yeah?
Yeah!
Cool.
How about 8 o'clock?
I'll be there.
*
Bye.
Oh, okay, yeah. Bye!
[both chuckle]
*
[knocking on door]
*
Oh!
Oh, there she is!
Hi, Nana!
Oh, sweetheart!
I missed you.
Me too. Oh, look at you!
Look at you. You look fabulous.
Oh, pfft! Come on in.
The world's largest spider sculpture?
I know it sounds crazy, but it was so cool.
And then we went to this beautiful park,
and then he sang me this song,
and we got caught in a downpour and had to run for cover.
It was... the best.
Oh, you've been so busy!
Uh, tell me, have you heard back from any of those publishers?
Um...
they all passed on my book.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Do you think I'm wasting my time?
Mm-mm.
The pursuit of a dream is never a waste of time.
Well, Becky thinks so.
Well, she's just trying to protect you.
But if all you've ever gotten is rejection,
don't you eventually have to throw in the towel?
Grace, what is it that you wanna do?
I wanna write.
[laughs]
The publishers said that my world is small.
And you know what?
Maybe they're right.
You know, what do I really have to say?
Well, sounds to me that you have had quite an adventure
over the last two days.
Well, I have sort of started working on a new story, but...
it's rough.
You know, I'm not really sure if it's anything yet.
Grab your stuff.
There is only one way to find out.
Come with me.
Okay.
[chuckles] I will make us some lunch.
And when you have something to share,
we'll read it together.
Oh, there are extra pencils in the left drawer.
*
[exhales]
[inspiring music]
*
DAD: We'll start you off in bookkeeping
until you get caught up in operations.
I can't tell you how glad I am to have you home, Mike.
Yeah.
It's good, steady work.
And you'll have lots of time for your hobby.
It's not a hobby, Dad.
Look...
I know this isn't how you pictured your life.
But you could build a career here.
Ten years, you're running the place.
It's a smart play.
*
[poignant music]
*
ALURA: Grace?
I need to talk to you.
I am not gonna forget him, and you can't make me.
I know. I'm here to help you.
Harvey will be right behind me.
We need to go before he gets here.
Uh, I'm supposed to meet Michael.
If we stay, it won't matter.
Please?
*
[exhales in relief] Okay.
GRACE: Where are we going?
ALURA: I haven't really thought that far ahead.
Well, then why are we doing this?
I thought you wanted me to forget.
You know you were my first ever dream?
Really?
They give you ten assignments when you start.
I was really nervous, but then...
I started watching your memories, and...
I felt like I knew you.
And then inspiration just hit me.
I found this old memory of your driver's test--
Wait, the driver's test dream? That was you?
Yeah...
I loved that dream!
That was a great dream.
I wrote 13 pages of a story after that dream.
See, that's what every dream-weaver hopes for!
That their work helps a dreamer figure something out,
make a breakthrough.
We build a dream, you live it.
If we build a great dream...
we make a real difference in your life.
Being down here, it just made me realize
how little I really know.
About the world, people.
Like, what does it feel like to swim in the ocean?
Fall in love?
How often are you supposed to exfoliate?
Twice a week, I think?
See?
I never would have guessed.
Everything I know about this world
I know through other people's memories.
Your memories.
But since I've been down here,
I've felt rain...
and the breeze on my face!
I met a cat!
It's pretty awesome, right?
The best!
Look, Alura...
I think you are doing an amazing job.
I mean, all of my dreams lately have been...
incredible.
Really? You're not just saying that?
Oh, yeah!
I mean, the dream the other night
when I was wearing the spring formal dress?
Great pull!
I love that dress.
Me too.
Alura...
I'm really grateful for you.
And I am so, so glad that you are my dream-weaver.
*
[Alura gasps]
*
[Alura exhales]
*
They said this was "lemon meringue." [giggles]
You really don't have pie in Dream Land?
No. We do have some things from down here,
but it's a whole process.
You gotta submit a request to the Council.
It's a lot of paperwork.
Well, if things can change in Dream Land,
maybe you can change the rule about meeting someone
in a dream.
Maybe.
Seems like a bigger ask than pie.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, Grace.
I never meant for any of this to happen.
You don't need to apologize.
Of course I do! This is all my fault.
No.
These have been the best two days of my life.
I mean it.
I've been sort of lost,
sleepwalking through my days,
and this sort of forced me to take some real chances.
- Okay. - What's gonna happen to you?
I dunno, probably sanctioned.
Definitely fired.
[sighs]
I'll be okay.
Maybe I'll get a job at the department of weather.
There's a department of weather?
- Yeah. - What's it do?
- The weather. - Right.
HARVEY: Ladies?
Harvey... Harvey!
Harvey, we can't take her memories!
HARVEY: I've told you, it's not our decision to make.
ALURA: I'll explain everything to the council.
I'll take all the blame!
HARVEY: There is an order to things.
A providence.
It is not our place to interfere.
We already have.
We're not just talking about one life.
We're talking thousands of fates thrown off course.
Every little change causes a ripple effect.
What do you mean?
Every person has their own trajectory,
a destiny.
Your friend Michael, for example,
is meant to go on to a very successful music career,
one that brings his life meaning and fulfilment.
GRACE: Are you saying that...
if I keep my memories of him...
that doesn't happen?
Fate is a delicate thing, Grace.
As I've tried to explain,
if you alter the course of things,
it is unclear if they will ever come to be.
ALURA: Harvey...
Please...
*
[sighs]
Okay.
I agree.
Grace, no!
Michael was born to play music.
It's what makes him happy.
I can't ruin that.
But he lives here, Grace.
The chances you'd ever cross paths again are almost zero.
If you do this...
you'll never see him again.
I know.
But it's okay.
This is my choice.
Thank you for all the help.
[poignant music]
[sighs]
*
What do I have to do?
Just close your eyes.
*
MICHAEL: Grace?
Grace...
Hey! Hey...
Hey!
Oh, I thought I missed you!
Sorry I'm late.
I, uh... I tried to call you,
but then I realized I didn't have your number.
Um...
I'm sorry, do I know you?
One sec.
Wha-- what do you mean?
I think you might have me confused with someone else.
Did I... did...
did I do something?
Look, I'm really sorry.
I've got a flight to catch, but I hope you find
who you're looking for.
GRACE: Hey there, I'm headed to the airport.
Grace...?
What just happened?
*
Michael?
I'm so sorry.
I...
I think I can shed some light on that.
If you come with me, I can explain everything.
*
How you doing, kiddo?
It's not fair.
They were so happy.
They'll go back to their lives.
Neither will know they've lost anything.
I'll know.
It might not seem like it,
but we did the right thing.
What is meant to be will always be.
[elevator dings]
*
GRACE: Hi! Sorry, what a nightmare.
My flight was delayed for six hours in Portland.
I still can't believe you went to Portland on a whim!
No notice!
Well, I texted you!
From the train!
Well, you were the one that told me
to get out of my comfort zone,
so if you really think about it,
I was just taking your advice. - Nice try.
Okay, look, I'm sorry I didn't text you sooner, but...
it was so inspiring!
And I wrote this story that I'm really proud of.
Look...
I know you think this is a mistake, but...
writing is what I was meant to do.
I owe it to myself to try.
So... does that mean back to temping?
For now.
You sure?
I am.
Let's go get some pizza.
You can tell me all about your story.
No olives.
By the way...
Whatever happened to your dream man?
Who?
*
[door creaks open]
*
For your first review,
the Council has evaluated your work performance,
including quality control and dream output,
and compliance with all required regulations.
We've also taken into consideration
assessments from your superiors.
You have achieved strong marks across the board.
We'll be increasing your case load to 30 assignments.
You don't seem pleased with your review.
No.
I mean, yes, yes!
I am.
Congratulations, Alura.
You have a bright future ahead of you at Dream Central.
*
[office phone ringing]
Francis, O'Maley & Steele, how can I help you?
Of course. One moment while I connect you.
Eddy.
Grace.
[cell phone ringing]
[sighs] Hello?
The New Yorker loves your story.
Loves it!
They want it for their October issue.
I mean, it's great stuff.
Dream police, a hunky musician...
Where do you come up with this stuff?
[laughs]
Honestly, I... I don't know.
Well, I've set up some meetings for you.
This is just the beginning.
We'll definitely be in touch.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
Woo!
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!
*
[sighs]
*
ALURA: Michael and Grace are in the same place...?
[gasps]
Excuse me, excuse me!
Sorry, sorry!
[inspiring music]
[ringing bell frantically]
I need Grace McMahon's memories from last night.
Please, it's important.
*
ALURA: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!
*
[breathing rapidly]
*
BECKY: To my sister, the author!
- [glasses clink] - It's just one short story.
That's how it all starts.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks.
Hey!
This is a celebration. What's with the look?
I know. I...
I'm happy. I am.
You know, this is everything I've ever wanted.
I just...
I don't know.
I can't shake the feeling that there's something...
missing.
[brief mic feedback]
I'm Michael Roy. How's everyone else doing?
[applause]
MICHAEL: Yeah, yeah!
Good to hear, good to hear.
Uh, this is a new one I've been working on.
[playing guitar]
*
♪ I was always searching for something. ♪
♪ Never settling for anything less
than what I was dreaming of. ♪
♪ Everyone tells you, play it safe. ♪
♪ Kept hearing a voice, she said... ♪
"Have grace, have faith." ♪
♪ Kept hearing a voice, she said... ♪
♪ "Have grace, have faith." ♪
♪ If we never met... ♪
♪ If our paths never crossed... ♪
♪ Part of me would always be looking for you. ♪
♪ Part of you would always be looking. ♪
♪ If we never met... ♪
♪ If our story got lost... ♪
♪ Part of me would always be looking for you. ♪
♪ Part of you would always be looking. ♪
♪ A part of me...
is a part of you. ♪
*
♪ Life is a delicate, delicate thing. ♪
♪ Sleepwalking, ignoring... ♪
He's good.
Yeah.
♪ Everyone tells you play it safe. ♪
♪ Kept hearing a voice, she said... ♪
♪ Have grace, have faith. ♪
♪ Kept hearing a voice, she said... ♪
♪ Have grace, have faith. ♪
♪ Kept hearing a voice, she said... ♪
♪ Have faith, find grace. ♪
[applause]
HOST: Michael Roy, come on!
[applause]
[laughs] Thank you!
[applause continues]
MICHAEL: Thank you.
- I'll be right back. - Okay.
["Dream Weaver" by Gary Wright playing]
MICHAEL: Hey, man, can I get a water, please?
BARTENDER: You got it.
MICHAEL: Thanks.
*
Come on...
Come on, say something!
Hi.
Um, I really liked your set.
Thanks.
I'm Michael.
Michael...
Grace.
My new song is called "Grace."
- Really? - Yeah.
- Okay, that is so odd. - Why?
Um, well, I'm a writer,
and I just published my first story.
It's about a musician named Michael.
- Wow. - Yeah!
That's...
This must be fate.
BARTENDER: Here you go. MICHAEL: Thank you.
Um...
Have a good night.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Yeah, you too.
♪ I believe you can get me through the night... ♪
No, don't go! Come back!
FRED: Hey, Alura!
Good stuff!
♪ Oh, Dream Weaver... ♪
♪ I believe we can reach the morning light. ♪
*
♪ Fly me high through the starry skies... ♪
♪ Or maybe to an astral plane... ♪
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♪ Cross the highways of fantasy... ♪
MICHAEL: Actually...
Can I get you a drink?
That's not... water?
Fancy!
I would love that. - Great.
♪ Oh, Dream Weaver... ♪
MICHAEL: [video] So...
You're a writer?
GRACE: Yeah.
MICHAEL: That's awesome.
[voices fade out]
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I told you, kid.
What is meant to be will always be.
Come on.
They've got cherry pie in the cafeteria.
Pie?
[chuckles]
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That's right... [laughs]
[voices fade out]
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