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[birds chirping]
[panpipes music playing]
- Karl: Please, come forward. - Buyer: Thank you.
- These are our special breeds. - Buyer: Mm-hmm.
Karl: Uh, please.
- Man: Oh, how exciting. - Karl: You, uh...
You will like this.
Alice: The breeding program you see here,
it's finally been successful,
despite the extremely complex genetic engineering involved.
The aim has been to create a plant
with a scent that makes its owner happy.
Buyer: Oh, really?
Alice: Yes, that's right.
In recent years, plant breeding has increasingly focused
on making plants more resilient and more durable,
thus more energy efficient.
So, finally, the owner can go away on holiday for weeks
and the flowers still survive.
However, as a rule, this kind of engineering
involves a loss of scent; the flowers don't smell of much.
In our case, we have attempted to create the opposite.
Um, our aim was to create a plant
that has to be watered regularly,
protected from cold and heat,
that wants to be touched and talked to.
Buyer: [chuckles] Sounds like hard work.
Alice: Precisely. And in return,
the plant emits a scent, which promotes happiness
as a reward for all that effort.
[buyers chuckle]
Chris: Moreover, the scent contains a precursor
for the human hormone oxytocin.
Your body uses this molecule to produce oxytocin
when the scent is inhaled.
Buyer 2: Oxytocin?
It's sometimes called the "mother-hormone",
it's supposed to initiate the bond between a mother
and her newborn.
You'll love this plant like your own child.
[all chuckle]
Karl: We are entering a new era here.
The first, mood-lifting, anti-depressant, happy plant,
that's fit for market.
I mean you can imagine the benefit for humanity
- implicated in this innovation. - Mm-hmm.
Yes, but will the plants be fully grown for the flower fair?
There's not much time left.
As a side- effect to the breeding program,
the plants produce an excess of the growth hormone Cytokinin.
So, yes, they will be ready on time for the fair.
What this plant really needs...
- is love. - [buyer chuckles]
Chris: Hey, Joe.
- Everything okay? - Joe: Yeah.
I'm sure your mum will be finished soon.
Joe: Yeah.
Whatever.
Chris: Hey, cool trainers!
Joe: We were in Geography and she opened her bag, and...
...and she says that she found a little dead rat in there.
- Alice: What? [laughs] - Joe: Yeah,
and what she says...
She says that she doesn't know who put it in.
[water running]
I think he likes you.
- Alice: Who? - Chris.
Alice: What?
What makes you think that?
I can see it.
Well, I can't.
Well, that's because all you can see
are your flowers.
He's smart.
He helps you with your work.
You have the same interests. He suits you.
- Much more than Dad anyway. - [scoffs]
Dad would really like you to spend next weekend with him.
I told him I'd ask you.
[sighs] Do I have to?
He really wants to see more of you.
He's so...
[sighs] ...different.
From who?
From you!
- And me! - So, you'll get to know
something different. Believe me, Joe,
it will do you good to spend more time with your father.
So, you'd have more time for your work?
Alice: What?
- No. Oh, shit. - [liquid squelches]
Oh, no!
[Joe laughing]
Stop laughing at me, Joe.
[Alice groans]
I guess there's nothing to worry about.
Psychotherapist: Good.
Yeah, the new breeding program could be a real success.
Anyway, I wouldn't want to jinx it.
But it does look very promising.
We'll see.
Psychotherapist: Congratulations.
Alice: I mean, you never know what can happen.
Does that bother you?
Alice: No, that's my job. Handling the unpredictable.
It's what I'm pretty good at, usually. [chuckles]
Of course, there's always a way for a mistake to sneak in
that even I can't predict.
I can't control everything, can I?
After all, I have Joe to take care of and...
Of course.
That must be quite a burden.
No, well, I wouldn't call it a burden!
I love my son and I enjoy spending time with him.
Psychotherapist: Naturally.
But sometimes, I simply can't be there for him.
Which does worry me.
Psychotherapist: What worries you?
[sighs] Sometimes I'm overcome by the fear
that something could happened to Joe.
And I wouldn't be there for him.
[birds chirping]
My beautiful darling.
Hmm, my Bello.
Stay.
- Hiya. - Morning.
[lock beeps]
Bella: They're doing fine.
These Flash2 are far stronger than the Flash1 ever were.
Better give them quite a boost.
I don't want to loss these, too.
You'll see.
They will be viable this time.
We all know how hard it is to succeed with a new strain.
Bella: And the blue is just perfect.
[panpipes music playing]
Chris: If these plants prove to be capable of survival,
we could enter the production phase
sooner than we thought.
Chris: Alice, do you have a minute?
I just wanted to say that I feel really... proud
and excited to be working with you.
Well, um...
[clears throat]
Don't expect too much.
No, I'm...
convinced that this plant is gonna be a huge success.
If you say so.
Would you...
How about, um, a drink after work?
Oh, um...
Uh...
Uh, no. I have to run.
Could you finish the logbook?
And double-check the timing of the grow lamps.
That would be so nice of you.
Chris: Sure.
Aye, aye, sir.
Alice: Look, what I have for you!
Oh.
Is that allowed?
I mean...
Alice: No one has to know.
Do you like it?
Yeah.
- It's really hot in here. - Yes.
It needs to be warm.
This is a very special breed.
You have to take good care of it.
Keep it warm.
Talk to it.
- Really? - Yeah, it's a living being.
It needs attention and affection.
What's so special about it?
It makes you happy.
What do you say we call him Little Joe?
Hi, Little Joe.
Welcome.
[whimsical music playing]
Ric: Uh- oh.
Doesn't look good.
[door buzzes open]
Karl: Oh, damn. Look at that.
Bella: They won't make it.
We designed Little Joe to be sterile.
So, the pollen isn't able to produce seeds.
If the pollen falls on female stigma, it dies
without creating any sustainable offspring.
We engineered it
so the plants can maximize production of scent.
Karl: Why did it emit pollen in such quantities?
As if they had a will of their own.
Perhaps, it's a reaction of the male plant to its infertility.
Oh. Perhaps, perhaps.
Perhaps you made a mistake and things got out of control.
And now several of my Flash2's have died.
Alice: I hardly think that has got anything to do
with Little Joe's pollen.
I mean, Flash1 didn't last long either.
Jasper: What I'd like to know is how you did it?
None of us have ever succeeded in manipulating a plant
to such an extent.
Or perhaps you took a rather relaxed approach
to the regulations.
Well, there's been more than enough discussion
about deploying certain new methods.
And no doubt, they're extremely efficient.
But as I'm sure you know,
their use has not yet been approved.
I am well aware of the controversy
over the new virus vectors.
If that is what you're hinting at.
Yeah. And naturally, I used the usual vectors.
Bella: But why is it sterile?
Why did you design the plant to be infertile?
It's not natural.
The ability to reproduce is what gives
every living being meaning.
Chris: Well if you're questioning that,
you're in the wrong profession.
As if it were possible
to prevent a plant from reproducing itself
and thus ensuring its own survival.
And this plant will follow its purpose, too.
Karl: What is really important here,
is the possible allergens in this pollen.
I mean that would be an absolute gift
to the Greenpeacers.
A genetically engineered plant spreading unknown allergens.
Hello?
We all wear face masks until further notice.
[indistinct chatter]
Bello.
Do you want this? Do you want this?
Fetch!
Come on, Bello!
Come on!
Yeah!
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Bella: It must be their pollen.
Karl: Fuck.
So have a lovely weekend.
And say hi to Joe from me.
Joe isn't home; he's with his father.
- Oh. - So...
So, how about a drink tonight?
Oh, I don't know.
You've been working so hard. We both have.
We could do with a change of scenery, don't you think?
All right.
Bello has vanished. I can't find him anywhere.
He's never left me before.
Alice: I'm sure he'll turn up.
What if someone's locked him in the greenhouse?
I'll go and have a look.
- You stay here. - [chuckles]
- Janitor: Night. - Chris: Night.
Chris: Bello!
Here boy!
[rustling]
[rustling continues]
- [Bello barks viciously] - Oh!
Oh. Fuck! [snorts]
[Bello whines]
[indistinct chatter]
Oh, he lives in this house in the middle of nowhere.
He's a real lone wolf.
[giggles] And you know what?
Ivan is hyper-allergic to all sorts of pollen.
[chuckles]
Doesn't sound like your perfect match.
[chuckles]
You know, you really need someone
who's gonna understand and respect your talent.
[scoffs] If you say so.
But who'll stand up to you, if necessary!
I think that Joe likes you.
He has this idea that you and I would be the perfect match.
Yeah, I like Joe too.
[indistinct chatter]
I'll get the drinks. [clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
[chuckles]
[indistinct chatter]
Bella: Bello. There you are.
[Bello growling]
Bella: Bello, Bello.
[Bello whining]
Darling?
Darling, what's the matter?
- Bello. - [Bello whining]
Oh, come to Mummy.
- What's wrong? - [Bello whines, barks]
Bella: Bello.
[Bello whining]
Bella: Bello. Oh, my darling.
- My darling. - [Bello barking]
- [Bella sobs] - Bello bit Bella.
I just wanted to stroke him and...
That dog isn't my Bello.
That can't be. Bello would never do something like this.
Maybe the dog's sick.
You don't understand.
That is not my dog.
[sobbing]
[indistinct chatter]
What's the matter with Bella?
She's so...
Maybe I should explain that Bella...
How should I put it?
She's had psychological issues.
What do you mean?
- She tried to kill herself. - Oh.
She was on sick leave for almost a year.
A so-called "burn-out".
And she only returned, just before you started here.
And Karl took her on as his assistant,
but it wasn't so easy for her.
Trying to resume work while being downgraded.
She used to be one of the best plant breeders here,
and now...
What with the medication and so on,
she's just not the same person that she used to be.
Of course, one shouldn't be prejudiced.
And I would be the last person to judge her.
Is that why she has restricted access?
Chris: Could I please have the curry and the rice?
[keypad clicking]
[cellphone chimes]
[cellphone camera clicks]
[panpipes music playing]
[cellphone camera clicks]
[rustling]
Hi, Little Joe.
[sniffs]
[sniffles]
[sneezes]
Hi.
I'm sorry darling.
[indistinct TV chatter]
Man on TV: Wow. I can't wait for tonight.
Yes.
Great to see you too, pal.
Woman on TV: My work colleagues, everywhere, yes.
Man on TV: How would you put a smile on my face?
[smooches, chuckles]
Man: I can see what you mean already about...
Is this true, that you write to Hollywood greats?
Woman: Yeah! I do. I used to, yeah.
Man: And did you get any response?
Woman: Yes, I wrote to Bob Hope...
...I got an autograph from him.
I wrote to James Stewart...
Let's order some takeaway, hmm?
Joe: I've already eaten.
[audience on TV laughs]
Woman on TV: You wouldn't believe that
from my own experience.
Man on TV: Well, don't write to me!
[TV audience laughs]
Man: Good luck tonight.
Woman: Thank you very much, Steven.
Steven: I hope you win a lot of money.
Woman: I hope so too.
Alice: Where's Bello?
That wasn't my dog anymore.
What did you...
Bella: I had him put down.
That dog was not my dog.
What do you mean?
You'll see.
Bella: Alice.
We need to talk.
Please. It's important.
Now?
Bello was like a child to me.
I'm sure you can understand what that feels like.
To lose a child.
What? What are you talking about?
Can you imagine that?
Somebody you love. Joe for example.
One day, Joe isn't Joe anymore.
He looks the same, he even acts like the same old Joe but...
he isn't Joe.
- Something's changed him. - Like what?
Little Joe.
At first, I thought it might've been allergens
in Little Joe's pollen
that triggered a reaction in Bello.
Well?
The vet did blood tests before he put Bello down.
Nothing.
No antibodies, no histamines.
He couldn't find anything unusual.
Well, then maybe there was nothing wrong.
I really don't think that.
After all, we only ever find what we're looking for.
The vet said he thought Bello might have senile dementia.
Well, that sounds quite reasonable.
I think it's Little Joe's pollen that's triggered something.
Not an allergy perhaps.
- But something else. - Alice: Like what?
Bella: Look here.
The pollen comes through the nose
onto the olfactory receptors.
And then the olfactory information goes straight
into the limbic system.
The very part of the brain
where it influences our feelings,
our behavior, our personalities.
And where that oxytocin of yours triggers its effect.
Whatever it is that is in that pollen that changed Bello,
that is where it happened.
Will you please stop blaming Little Joe
for whatever was wrong with Bello?
Blame Little Joe?
We're talking about a plant, aren't we?
If anyone is to blame, it's you.
Haven't you notice how Chris has changed?
No.
Bella: I have the feeling he's infected too.
Infected?
Bella: From Little Joe's pollen.
Chris will defend Little Joe at any price.
And why shouldn't he? I will defend Little Joe as well
because I am responsible for him.
So, you are a good mother.
But which of your children will you choose?
And could she be right?
Alice: Of course not. I did the genetic engineering myself
and I know what I'm doing.
Fine. Then there's nothing to worry about.
Your colleague is just imagining Little Joe changed her dog.
Alice: Yeah. I think she's a little...
unbalanced.
Possibly, your colleague is projecting
some inner conflicts onto the outside world,
and, consequently, elements of her environment strike her
as changed.
Yeah. That must be it.
Chris isn't infected either.
Psychotherapist: Is that what your colleague said?
Yes. But he's only trying to protect the plant.
It's very important to him.
Psychotherapist: So, he's an ally...
Yeah.
It's just...
I'm not sure if he cares more for the plant
than he cares for me.
And what about you?
You care for him?
Me? [chuckles] No.
I mean, after all, I have Joe.
What do you think you're playing at?
Sorry, I really don't know what...
How could you set out more of those plants
before the allergy tests have been evaluated?
I didn't know.
Karl: My dear colleague,
perhaps you haven't yet grasped how we do things here.
But for us,
safety is more important than success.
I'm certain that Little Joe's pollen is harmless.
Oh. What makes you so certain?
Alice: My son has a Little Joe at home,
and neither he nor I have shown any allergic reactions at all.
Karl: That's...
Against the rules.
I'm strongly tempted to halt
any further planting of Little Joe immediately.
But we need to be ready for the flower fair.
If we miss it this year,
another lab might come up with a similar idea.
I've already heard rumors.
I really don't think we can risk any delay.
Karl: Very well.
But I assure you, I will not let those plants
out to public until the tests have been fully evaluated.
Alice: Why didn't you tell me
that you were putting in new plants?
I don't need this right now. Karl is already against me.
Chris: Just trust me for once.
I know what I'm doing.
Ella: Oh yes, this scent is lovely.
Could get addicted.
Ric: Any specific reaction?
Ella: All fine.
Ric: No itchy nose, skin rashes, runny eyes,
swelling of the mucous membranes?
Ella: Nothing.
Ric: Very well then...
Woman: If I could just say something.
Ric: Yeah, of course.
Woman: Well, recently, she's been... moody I suppose.
Yeah. When I'm talking to her,
she's thinking about something completely different.
Tell him what you told me, Ella.
It's like I was a person
in a play or a film.
- Ric: What person? - I don't know.
Me, of course. I'm playing myself.
That's the strange feeling.
Ric: Okay. And how long did that feeling last?
I don't know...
- for ages. - No, not really darling.
Started...
The scent was fantastic.
It made me feel sort of, uh, happy.
Everything okay with the interviews?
Woman: I walked with my head in the clouds...
Yes. Fine.
The reactions seem pretty average.
Are you looking for anything in particular?
No. I just wanted to be sure, what with Karl being after me.
Hmm. I get it.
Ric, is this all the material?
I mean, are these the full interviews?
No. Of course not.
They just babbled on and on so I had to edit.
Alice: I see.
Ivan: Yeah. Well done.
Great.
So, how are things at school?
Joe: Yeah. Fine.
What about the other kids? I mean, are they cool?
- Yeah. - Good.
That's very good.
And girls? Anyone special?
Listen, we hardly ever see each other.
So, come on. Hmm?
Is there a girl?
No. Not really.
Sort of.
Great.
Thanks. Want to come in?
- Ivan: No. - Okay.
Alice: Hey.
- Look. - [grunts]
- [chuckles] Please. - I caught it myself.
I can cook it in the oven. Dad taught me how.
Sure. Yeah, let's do that.
Cook something in the oven for once. Great.
So, how was the weekend?
Joe is...
He's changing.
I don't know how to put it.
He's not the boy he used to be anymore.
- What do you mean? - You haven't noticed anything?
[car door closes]
[car engine starts]
Joe?
You know that your dad wants you to go and live with him.
Joe: So?
Well, so...
is that what you want?
What about you?
Alice: Me?
Of course I want you to stay here with me.
Mm!
Really good, Joe.
So, are you still up for a movie this weekend?
Oh. I'm sorry. I have to work.
Whatever.
After the fair?
I promise.
[dance music plays through earphones]
Hi.
Come on.
Selma: Cool.
[lock beeping]
[keypad beeping]
Wait.
Selma: Whoa. It's really hot in here.
Joe: The Little Joes need it.
They're very sensitive.
[sniffs]
Smells sexy.
You have to talk to them.
Did you know that?
And do they talk back?
Joe: Watch out.
[petals rustling]
That tickles.
[sneezes]
I hope I don't get hay fever.
You won't.
There. See that?
Rewind it, will you?
I didn't notice it at first, either.
Sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about.
The plants, of course.
When the camera comes back, one of them has gone.
Oh, there.
Someone clearly knew his way around the surveillance system.
But what would be the point of stealing a plant?
The cameras are only there to monitor growth.
Industrial espionage, maybe.
[chuckles]
Let's not get carried away.
I mean, those plants aren't that special after all.
You're starting to notice too, aren't you?
Please don't. I'm not like you.
Oh, no?
Then why are you standing here talking to me?
I...
We don't have much time.
I think I understand now what's going on.
Little Joe is infecting people in order to reproduce.
He's trying to survive.
It's his response to being sterile.
Isn't that incredible?
It's complete nonsense.
Little Joe changes the people he infects,
so they will protect and propagate him.
They care for Little Joe
more than they care for anyone else.
They will force us to inhale the pollen.
Our only chance might be if we pretend.
- Pretend what? - That nothing is happening.
But nothing is happening.
I know you didn't want this.
But it is really happening.
[keys jingling]
Joe?
If I could just say something.
Ric: Yes, of course.
Well, recently she's been... moody...
[inaudible]
Ric: Okay. And how long did that feeling last?
I don't know.
- For ages. - No, not really, darling.
It started exactly on the day
she did the pollen test, for you.
- I don't know why we did it. - For the money.
We said that she could buy a bike.
It's not really as though we can afford to buy a bicycle.
- We thought it was harmless. -Ric: And it is, okay?
- So please don't worry. - Don't worry?
Well, my daughter doesn't respond to her own name,
doesn't recognize me when I collect her
- from her flute lesson - Mummy, I told you,
I wasn't wearing my glasses.
Woman: Be quiet.
Well, I really don't know
what my husband is trying to say.
I'm absolutely fine.[chuckles]
That's exactly the problem.
She used to complain about me all the time.
Nothing was ever good for her.
But I knew she loved me.
Now, she couldn't be nicer to me, but...
Because you deserve it, Harry.
I don't know this woman anymore.
This isn't my wife.
My God! Please, don't take my husband seriously.
Ric: If we just could get back to the allergic reactions?
[button clicks]
[faint indistinct chatter]
[indistinct conversation]
- Selma: [sighs] Parents. - Joe: But when do they finish?
Selma: Um, midnight, but I have to sleep by 11:00.
- Joe: [sighs] That sucks. - Selma: Yep.
Joe: Yeah, at least you got to go.
Selma: Yeah, I guess.
- You missed it. - What?
Selma: Ah, it was sick.
Like, oh, my God, it was actually really good.
Who's there? Um...
Joe: Mum?
Oh, I didn't know...
Good evening, Mrs. Woodard.
Mum, this is Selma. We're doing a project together.
Alice: Lovely.
Hello, Selma. So, you're classmates?
That's right.
Right.
Would you like to stay for dinner?
Oh, yes, please.
Alice: Well, then I...
Shouldn't you tell your parents?
Sure.
Hi, Dad.
Joe's mum wants me to tell you I'm staying here for dinner.
This is delicious, Mrs. Woodard.
Please call me Alice.
It's just the takeaway.
I'm not much of a cook.
But thanks anyway.
I'm glad that you invited somebody over.
I hardly know any of Joe's friends.
Oh, I am sorry.
Well, of course,
a boy doesn't have to discuss everything with his mum.
[chuckles]
I suppose Joe spends more time with his father?
No, he's mostly here with me.
Joe's father lives out in the wilds.
I know, I've been there.
What?
Yes, Selma came with me once.
Yes, it was really wonderful. I love the countryside.
That's unusual for a teenager.
Why?
Joe, there's something that I wanted
to discuss with you.
- My plant house keycard? - That's funny.
I also wanted to discuss something with you too.
Alice: Yes?
Well, see...
you're always so busy with work
and I guess it must be really tiring for you
taking care of me as well.
What? Who says so?
Ivan?
Joe: No.
You don't notice,
but usually I'm here all by myself,
and recently I've been getting on really well with Dad.
Just been thinking.
I do want to live with him, after all.
That's out of the question! I simply won't allow it.
[sighs]
See?
I knew you'd say that.
This is how you will get rid of me.
It's your own fault.
[sighs] Come on, we're going.
Alice: Wait, please.
Joe!
- Please! - Joe: Let go!
You're hurting me.
- [grunts] - [groans]
I'll get a plaster.
Can I help you, Mrs. Woodard?
Alice: No, it's all right.
I think it does talk back.
Joe: I told you.
It's a very special plant.
[Selma and Joe chuckling]
What happened to your ants?
I can't take care of everything around here.
[air hissing]
Ric: Fuck.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
[beeping]
Fuck!
[beeping]
If you didn't know how to handle the thermostat,
- you just had to ask. - Oh, come on.
I've been a plant breeder here for 20 years.
Of course, you have.
Just next time I'll be better off doing it
all by myself, I think.
- I think she did it on purpose. - All right.
Bella, I'm sorry. Ric doesn't mean it like that.
I mean, you're one of our best breeders.
Oh, please save your breath.
[scoffs] I know what you think of me.
I can see through you.
I know what's going on here.
[scoffs]
[device beeps]
[device whirring]
Bella's theories are completely crazy.
Not that I'm prejudiced.
- I'd be... - The last person
to have such a prejudice.
Right, stop looking at me as if I were a zombie.
I've had enough!
I'm... I'm sorry. Of course you're right.
The whole thing is ridiculous.
Chris: I just don't understand why you're worried.
I mean, it worked well.
Perhaps it worked too well.
Perhaps the plant isn't only making people happy
but it's actually infecting people's brains.
What?
Alice: What if we made a mistake?
and then something went wrong with the R-virus
during gene transfer?
Like what?
What if the virus mutated and it became pathogenic?
[laughs] Wow.
I mean, are you serious?
Cytokinin could have caused a mutation.
Hang on, let me get this straight.
You're suggesting
that this harmless little R-virus vector
has mutated into a human pathogenic virus
that infects people's brains?
What in the world could cause that to happen?
Little Joe.
I mean, what if Bella's right and this is how the plant
is trying to overcome its sterility?
Chris: By infecting people's brains?
By using the R-virus to do it.
We never should've made Little Joe sterile,
- It is unnatural, after all. - No, it's vital!
That's what makes genetic engineering safe.
That we don't let our plants propagate
into nature uncontrolled.
[scoffs] You sound like a promotional clip.
You believe that?
Well, of course, there are other benefits, such as
the commercial use of the plant.
- Alice: See? - But that's okay.
Well, maybe Little Joe doesn't think it's okay.
Little Joe doesn't think at all.
Listen, if you go around telling people
that we may have some sort of human pathogenic virus
in our plant, our careers are over!
So, you do think that it could happen?
- No, I don't. - Perhaps that's exactly
what happened.
So, now, we're dealing with a super virus
that infects people so that all they care about
is the reproduction of Little Joe.
But at the same time you don't notice
because the infected people act exactly as they did before.
And they're deceptively good at it.
Sounds very plausible.
Bravo!
Alice, don't you think that these "changes"
that Little Joe is supposed to cause
could be happening for completely different reasons?
I'm just so worried about Joe.
I just don't know him anymore. We were so close
and now he's...
Well, Joe is growing up.
It's completely normal for him to change.
He wants to move in with Ivan.
What would I do without him?
Well, I could talk to him,
if you like.
Joe: I have to go.
Boy: All right. Cool.
- See you later. - See you later.
All right.
[music playing]
Hi, mum.
I didn't see you.
So I decided to take the weekend off.
We can go to an exhibition or a movie?
Joe: I'm already doing something.
It's like I barely know you anymore.
You never tell me what you're up to.
I don't have to discuss everything with you.
Mum, please, this is normal at my age.
Ric: Bella.
I have a huge favor to ask you.
I'm...
I need to leave early today.
My girlfriend has had an accident.
She is in hospital right now.
- and... - What do you want?
Could you do the nutrient feed for me?
Please?
Fine.
Thank you.
The access code is "fromage".
F- R- O- M- A- G- E.
Thanks, Bella.
[machine beeps]
[keypad beeping]
[sighs]
- [banging on window] - Bella: Hello?
[rustling]
[tense music plays]
[sighs]
Alice: Bella?
How are you?
Bella: Why?
Alice: Well, you seemed, how should I say,
- quite concerned lately. - Bella: Oh, that?
That's all over, I'm fine.
I'm sorry I frightened you.
I realize now that it was all in my mind. [chuckles]
I'm not sure if you know but I used to be ill.
Mentally ill.
Sometimes, my illness comes back
and I'm not myself anymore.
Anyway, if I take my medication, everything's fine.
That's how it is.
Alice: But, Bello...
Really. You don't have to worry.
Little Joe is completely harmless.
I inhaled some of the pollen myself.
and I'm just fine.
Little Joe couldn't harm anybody.
How can you be sure?
It's just a plant trying to survive.
[scanner beeps]
Sorry, I don't see an appointment for you today.
Alice: I know. But it's important.
This is most irregular.
Well, I'm no biologist.
What can I say?
What would the consequences be?
We don't know.
We really don't know what a virus like that could do.
Psychotherapist: Well, neither do I.
So, your colleague, Bella?
Might be right after all?
Yeah.
No. She's changed her mind recently,
but I think that's because she's been infected too.
Just like Joe.
Joe?
Alice: It sounds so crazy.
But it's as if...
Joe weren't Joe anymore.
He frightens me.
Let's remember Bella's dog.
In our last session,
you spoke about how Bella stopped loving her dog
because she thought it had changed.
She had it put down, right?
Is it possible,
Bella prompted certain fears in you?
Fears connected with the loss of your son.
Fear can distort our perception of reality
until we actually see what we are afraid of...
or what we secretly wish for.
Wish for?
What wish would that be?
Patient Woodard, Alice: workaholic,
feelings of guilt
centered on perceived neglect of pubescent son, Joe.
[voice recorder beeps]
Possibly patient is suppressing her subconscious wish
to free herself from the bond with her child.
[voice recorder beeps]
[wind blowing]
[tense music playing]
Joe: I don't even see what the problem should be.
Chris: Try to make her feel more needed.
- That's just how mothers are. - Yeah.
Yeah, I also think that...
Oh, Alice, there you are.
We were just wondering what happened to you.
What are you doing here?
We're just having a chat.
Me and Joe and his girlfriend Selma.
Is it all right if Chris stays for dinner?
Alice: No!
Pity.
What's going on here?
Chris: Nothing.
Didn't you want me to speak to Joe?
Alice, how can you possibly misunderstand everything?
Alice: Chris, please, you should leave now.
Alice...
I don't think you know how much...
I...
I think I love you.
[passers by speaking indistinctly and giggling]
Chris...
You know what? There's nothing wrong with Joe.
You just have to let him go.
Alice: It's really none of your business, Joe is my boy.
Well, I'm just trying to help.
If there's anyone that's changed around here, it's you.
[whispers] That's not true.
Joe, please, I have to talk to you.
Several things have happened recently
that have disturbed me quite a lot.
For instance, what you and Selma
were doing in the growing hall.
What are you talking about?
I've no idea what you mean.
Don't bother lying.
- Joe, I know you were in there. - You followed us!
Mum...
that's really...
- How could you do that? - No! What...
Why do you think... of course not.
We wanted to give Ivan a plant,
for his birthday.
He's allergic.
Joe: I know.
We wanted him to inhale the pollen, too.
So, he'd become like us.
What?
It's true.
Selma and I have been infected by Little Joe's pollen.
[chuckles] What?
Joe: Yes.
It's funny, but...
ever since, I've felt quite happy.
All of us who have inhaled the pollen,
we belong together now.
And we'll do anything to help Little Joe.
That's our job, isn't it?
Of course,
it's a pity you feel bad now, but...
that's just because you're not one of us.
Selma: Not yet.
Joe: That's right.
If you inhale the pollen too, you'll understand.
It doesn't hurt.
You'll hardly notice the difference.
No one does. Not even us.
We pretend to be the same as before and it works.
It's a kind of reflex.
And it makes you feel happy.
Which is what you wanted, right?
No.
Joe, that's impossible. That's not what I wanted.
But look, Alice...
Can I call you Alice?
Yes.
Selma: There's nothing for you to be afraid of.
Now, you think something will be missing,
but, like I said, you won't notice.
It's like being dead.
You don't notice you're dead, do you?
Good comparison.
[both laugh]
Joke.
It was a joke.
What?
Joe: Come on, Mum,
you don't really believe that nonsense, do you?
It's me, Joe.
Your Joe. I'm... I'm fine really!
And so is Selma. Right, Selma?
But...
what gave you that idea?
Chris told us a bit about your problems...
with Little Joe.
Seriously, Mum.
I suppose I have changed a bit but it's nothing against you.
It has nothing to do with you.
I guess I'm growing up
and I simply want to spend a bit more time with my father.
Can you please accept that?
Joe?
Oh, Joe.
I will always love you.
[tense music playing]
Alice: Karl, I have to confess that I lied to you all.
I'm terribly sorry.
I didn't use the usual vectors
but one of the new virus vectors. It was, um...
precisely the ones that we're not allowed.
That's how we were able to modify
Little Joe's scent so well.
I see.
Well...
that is, of course, a very serious offense.
If you want my opinion,
sooner or later, we are all going to be using
those new viruses anyway.
They are pretty efficient, aren't they?
Well, yes.
But I have reason to believe that the ones that we've used...
- Which one was it? - It's the R-virus.
I have reason to believe that it has mutated
and it now has a pathogenic effect on the human brain.
Really?
Has this ever happened before?
Not that we know of.
- Well... - Alice: That doesn't mean
that it didn't happen.
Maybe just no one dared to think of it.
Look.
What exactly are the symptoms?
Well, it's not like they become zombies. [chuckles]
I believe that those who are infected,
they change in a nearly imperceptible way.
They actually feel happy,
but it cannot be compared to the sort of happiness
that we wanted to create.
The consequences that we are facing here,
they could be disastrous.
Could they?
Well, wouldn't it be terrible if...
people lost their genuine feelings
and only pretended to be the same as before,
but they weren't, because actually
they had stopped caring
about anybody else but the plant?
As long as they're happy.
- I was joking. - We can't take any risks here.
We must have the whole genome sequenced.
Karl: Very well then.
Alice: I'll get everything ready and we can send a sample
to Genex later today.
[machine whirring]
[machine beeps]
[crying]
[Bella crying]
[indistinct chatter]
Bella: My Bello was the only living being
I ever really loved.
I didn't inhale the pollen.
I just pretended.
Like I always just pretended.
Bello was the only one I could be myself with.
And now he's gone.
You're all gone.
You just don't know it.
You're no longer your real selves.
I'm afraid I'm still pretty much myself.
- What about you? - Yeah, I am, too.
[people whispering indistinctly]
Come and sit down.
Chris: What's the matter with you, Bella?
Nothing's the matter. Nothing at all.
- Alice: Please, sit down. - I don't want to sit down.
Just leave me alone.
Oh, my God...
Karl: Nice and easy now, Bella.
Where's your medication?
- Go and see a doctor. - I don't need a doctor.
Let go.
[indistinct chatter]
[Karl sighs]
No, we'll deal with this.
[indistinct chatter]
Ric: Sorry.
I'm just...
- [plate smashes] - [Alice shrieks]
[footsteps]
- Bella: Don't come any closer. - Chris: Please.
- Bella: Stay where you are. - Chris: Bella.
[Bella screams]
[thud]
[footsteps]
[Alice gasps]
- What have you done? - Nothing.
We were trying to stop her.
It's not what you think.
[footsteps]
What can I say is that I'm absolutely shaken.
Bella was-- is my closest colleague.
Her dedication and empathy...
absolutely invaluable to the work we do here.
So, all our thoughts are with our dear colleague
who is, at this moment,
fighting for her life.
And as soon as we know more, we'll post that information
on the internal newsletter.
But now, in spite of today's tragic events,
we must carry on.
The fair is approaching.
So... congratulations Team Woodard and Ric.
You have done fantastic work.
The test results confirm that Little Joe doesn't trigger
any serious allergies or other adverse reactions.
So, consequently, face masks need longer be worn,
with immediate effect.
[chuckles]
We will be ready for the flower fair.
There'll always be somebody with minor allergic reactions.
[indistinct muttering]
Well...
I'm so sorry, Alice.
Little Joe is harmless.
Now I take full responsibility for the failure of my Flash 2s.
So I'll just have to do better next time.
Yeah? Concerning the sample you prepared...
Yes?
We won't need it. I mean...
Neither of us wants Genex finding out
about your somewhat unorthodox approach.
Now that we're so close to presenting
our Little Joes to the public,
we don't want to spoil it, do we?
But the risk of infection...
Karl: Please, don't be offended,
but your theory lacks any sort of evidence.
There are simply no symptoms.
And who can prove the genuineness of feelings?
Moreover, who cares?
[chuckles]
Karl: I fear Bella's ideas have infected your mind,
rather than any virus.
It seems that this has all been a bit much for you.
If there's anything I can do?
No, I'm... I should be fine.
[indistinct chatter]
[birds chirping]
[machine whirring]
[machine beeps]
[machine whirring]
Chris: Still here so late?
Alice: Just checking the thermostat.
- Chris: Well? - Alice: Well what?
Is the temperature all right?
Alice: Yeah, everything's fine.
[chuckles] It's just I thought
that you might do something rash.
Alice: What makes you think that?
You have been getting a bit carried away recently.
A bit chilly in here, isn't it?
Alice: Um...
Alice...
you don't really want this.
Please, just trust me for once.
I'll convince Karl to authorize the sequencing.
We are a team after all.
How could you?
Your own children!
Alice: I know.
But I can't take the risk.
If I made a mistake, then it's my fault.
No, it's not. I am a part of this as well.
Alice: Chris, I am the one who did...
Oh, me, me, me! This isn't all about you.
- Give me the... - Alice: No!
Give me the key!
Just...
[Alice grunts]
- [thud] - [Alice shrieks]
- [objects clatter] - [Chris gasps]
[beeping]
[machine whirring]
[tense music playing]
[Karl clears throat]
Karl: Uh, I have some news
that I wouldn't want to keep from you.
Little Joe has been nominated
for the European Herb & Health Award.
[chuckling]
Um, as you know already, we've received orders from...
the National School Board and NHS providers.
So, soon Little Joe will be improving well-being
in classrooms and hospital wards nationwide.
Plus, with this nomination,
we will receive orders from all over the world.
- Even the EU. - [champagne cork pops]
[chuckling]
Little Joe is our finest work by far.
It was a good decision to bring you in after all.
Alice: Oh...
You've turned out to be one of our top breeders.
So... congratulations to you both.
Um...
Little Joe will make the world a little happier.
Man: To us.
To team Woodard.
- Chris: To you. - To Little Joe.
- Man: Little Joe. - Man: Little Joe.
Chris: Alice...
again, about what happened,
I'm so sorry.
I was so angry because you always...
and you never really...
Anyway.
Maybe it's too late now and I've screwed everything up,
but I do want you to know how much I respect you.
Please forgive me.
It looks as though it was me who screwed everything up.
We are a team after all.
[machine beeps]
Joe: Mm.
Vietnamese.
That makes a change.
I'm glad to see I can still surprise you.
Joe, I've been thinking,
if you still want to move in with your father,
I would understand.
Really?
Maybe I was just too worried.
You know me, always fearing the worst.
Yeah, true.
And I suppose it's high time I learn to manage without you.
Oh, gosh, what did you put in here?
- It's so heavy. - Just rocks.
Pull.
[Alice strains]
Take good care of yourself.
Yeah.
You're doing the right thing, believe me.
Mm-hmm.
You're a good mother,
but an even better plant-breeder.
If you say so.
Anyway, I have to go now.
I have work to do.
For a minute there, I really believed that my plant
would change people.
How absurd to think that a plant would change the love
- between a mother and a child. - Right.
And what made you change your mind?
Oh, there was no proof, no virus could be found.
I see.
And can you be sure?
Alice: Yes.
We finally had the sequencing done.
And it's all fine.
And do you have any idea why you believed it
in the first place?
I guess I felt guilty about spending more time
with Little Joe than with Joe.
But what can I do,
I love my work too.
And a boy needs his father.
And you know what, maybe I did actually wish for it,
unconsciously.
Psychotherapist: That Joe would move in with his father?
Yeah.
To have a bit more time for myself
and my work.
Psychotherapist: And there's really no need
to blame yourself for that.
It would be a mistake to deny who you really are.
Is it the one that makes you happy?
Hmm.
Hmm, lovely.
They like being talked to.
Good night, Little Joe.
[rustling]
Little Joe: [whispers] Good night, Mum.
[music playing]
Singer: ♪ Happiness business, happiness business♪
♪ Happiness business, happiness business♪
♪ One day, happiness will be all around us♪
♪ Happiness's business has already found us♪
♪ Happiness business, happiness business♪
♪ One day, happiness will be all around us ♪
♪ Happiness's business has already found us♪
♪ Happiness's business, good for you and me♪
♪ Happiness is the perfect word for the harmony♪
♪ Happiness in the street♪
♪ Happiness business, happiness business♪
♪ Happiness business, happiness business ♪