Back in Dream Sequence #1, Syd's spinning around in a fluffy red clown wig and a sleeveless leather top. She looks like a demonic Barbie version of herself. Laughter is heard. Men whispering. I'm just going by the closed captioning now, actually. They say "laughter" and "men whispering," and I'm thinking they're dead on. A bunch of guys in black hoods keep passing by. Syd says that she sees the men, and that they're taking her away. Cronenberg asks who they are. Syd can't see their faces. Back in the Dream Dugout, Vaughn's all, what'd she say? Cronenberg's all, oh, people without faces. It's common! Back in the dream, Red Syd watches as Memory Syd is carried away by a bunch of the black hood guys.
Then Memory Syd's lying in some airplane or van or something. The voices, according to the closed captioning, are saying, "expected by now" and "at least two more" and "schedule." The camera pans up from Memory Syd's prone body and Dream Syd is right there, complete with curly Elektra wig and Hong Kong sweater ensemble. Dream Syd looks down upon her own body as the distorted dream voices continue to talk. "They meet us at the safe house," one of them says. "She's waking up," another says. Memory Syd rolls over. "And then we'll go get Alison," another voice says. "There were three altogether," says yet another voice. One of the Black Hoods gets out of his seat and shoots Memory Syd in the neck with something, even though Dream Syd tries to get him not to do it.
Dream Dugout. On the table, Syd's writhing around, obviously distressed. Back in the Dream World, Syd's hair is pulled back and she's wearing a pretty sundress. She looks down at her hands and realizes that she's a little girl. Little Syd turns and sees a table and chairs in the distance, all set up for a birthday party. Little Syd walks toward it. There are several other little girls waiting for her. They all say hi and run towards her. The say in unison, "Happy Birthday, Sydney!" Syd walks through them to the table. "Hmm," says Cronenberg. "She's extrapolating." Both Vaughn and Jack look at Cronenberg. "Meaning what?" says Jack. "Uh, brain activity indicates her memory centers aren't active," says Cronenberg. "She's in a tangent." Kaya hunches over Jack and goes, "I was in a tangent once." There's a pause while Jack wonders how easy it would be to stab Kaya with a barbecue chip. "How nice for you," says Jack. Heh.