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Everyone grieves in their own way.
And though Suzie frequently changes her mind, she is seldom unsure.
That boy and man, named Masa and Zen, respectively, were aboard a plane that crashed.
Suzie is making the best of it by biting the heads off of Santa Claus-shaped Christmas cookies.
The best of it sucks.
man to death with a chair while others around him flee in terror.
Theres a Christmas tree in one corner of the room.
No one will know.
Its all reminiscent of the monkey-massacre flashback from Jordan PeelesNope.
Forgive me for omitting that.
Back in that ballroom, the dialogue switches to English as Suzie slips a translation gear into her ear.
The airline official wants to know what Masa and Zen were wearing.
You have DNA, Suzie says.
Isnt that enough to figure out whose charred body is whose?
Only the color of Masas footwear leaves Noriko stumped.
Shoes are quite resilient in the face of trauma, the airline lady says.
It was a self-driving car, Noriko corrects her in Japanese.
Everyone grieves in their own way.
(Thats how hes identified in the subtitles: Handsome Man.)
Yellow, she says in the flashback, now taking notice of Masas shoes.
She agrees to call Masa at last, but the line just rings.
No voicemail greeting, which Noriko chooses to take as a sign her son might be alive after all.
She cautions Suzie not to accept the snacks a Yakuza henchman is handing out.
In tragedy, they scurry out like cockroaches to help, the older woman says.
But they always want something in return.
Arriving at her home, Suzie finds a man waiting outside who addresses her in English.
He introduces himself as Yuki Tanaka, a colleague of her dear departed husband.
We are all sorry about your sadness, he says.
Hes brought Suzie a gift.
Its nothing, insignificant Yuki-san says, adding that its top of the line.
Masa works in refrigerators, she protests.
You are also a laugh riot!
Suzie parks the thing in a closet.
She tries calling Masa again, but as before, theres no answer and no voicemail.
Where the fuck are you?
Sunny, sleep, Suzie barks.
The music, the costumes, the decorations, and the catering are all pretty great.
Common name, this Yuki Tanaka says.
When Suzie tells him she is Masas wife, Tanaka-san-the-younger opines that Masa is intense, super intimidating.
You do not want to be the asshole who disappoints him!
You just pray he gets hit by a bus before you have to present in front of him.
You must be thrilled, then, Suzie says.
Only then does this guy remember hes speaking ill of the freshly dead to the mans widow.
It is said that a single tear can relieve a year of stress, Suzie consoles him.
Suzie sees another Sunny-model homebot enter the party from a stairwell.
She seizes the chance to slip into this off-limits area before the door shuts behind the bot.
What was her husband building behind these doors?
A variety of environments lie behind the windows that line this corridor.
Theyre like room prefs in a furniture store.
One looks like a bar; another, like a dentists office.
Still another has a few puppies wandering around inside of it, which is what lures Suzie inside.
What the fuck, Masa?
Seeing Suzies reaction to her first sip, the bartender realizes she got the ratios wrong.
She offers to make Suzie another cocktail, but Suzie just wants whiskey.
A faster means to an end, she says.
Her husband, says Suzie, is super intimidating.
You dont want to be the asshole who disappoints him.
(This second ironic repetition of something someone said to her is Suzies emotional crutch, not the writers.
But lets keep an eye on it.)
When the barmaid gets some dates jumbled, Suzie asks if she botched the cocktail because her math sucks.
Is that why you and your husband split up?
Because your personality sucks?
Clearly this kind of abuse is the way to our Suzies black heart.
The barmaid introduces herself as Mixxy.
The whiskey keeps flowing.
Suzie says her first date with her husband was at this bar; shes never been here alone before.
Even with a strap-on, shes kind of a one-trick pony, Mixxy sighs.
(The actor playing Mixxy is named Annie the Clumsy.
Shes aprolific ukulele-playing YouTuber.)
For Mixxy, its just sex, but Mixxy says there are darker possibilities.
I love my bot, but I dont trust her, Mixxy says.
Thats why I always turn her completely off.
Not just put her to sleep.
Its fucking terrifying what these bots are capable of.
This is more than enough for Suzie.
As she stumbles home, we see a man watching her on a surveillance monitor.
He swipes through several videos taken of Suzie in other locations.
Were onto her, he says into a headset.
The bot is too heavy for Suzie to lift.
Fuck it, she says, leaving Sunny behind on the dock.
Zoom in, she commands when shown a news photo of the interior of Itos home.
Shes like Hall-of-Fame Replicant-huntin Replicant Rick Deckard fromBlade Runner,imploring his CRT monitor to enhance, enhance.
Shes not entirely surprised to spot some blood-colored homebot tracks on the guys floor.
Her computer switches to a selection of family photos and videos she keeps as screensaver.
Suzie cries herself to sleep.
When she wakes again, its daylight and Sunny is at her bedside.
Dont you see, Suzie?
I was programmed for you.
Andsaaaaaay,didnt Mixxy tell us that Councilman Ito was crushed by his homebot on the stairs?
