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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Tomorrow's Monsters is a production of My Heart Radio, Flynn
Picture Company, Side Copia Pictures, and Upper Room Productions. Get
out of Wait, Get out of Way. I followed the
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gray van for about ten blokes. We even in and
out of traffic. Okay, but he lost the A real crestender,
crazy son of a bitch sleep through to the other
side of the track right before the train broke. The
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last thing I remember was seeing flashes of the van
through the speed and free cause before it disappeared out
of side like coached. Okay, Jenner, resume oar pilot. Resuming
autopilot Jack, to improve your chances of survival, please consider
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buckling your seatbelt. I turned the car around and race
back to next corp with a thirty megaton migraine exploding
in my frontal lobe. Arenas stopped when the bay was
covered in thick fog. Visibility on the Golden gate bridge
was maybe fairy feet, and that sixteen miles power. I
felt the same sensation I have now out here in
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the desert on oil pilot at night, like I'm suspended
in a void going nowhere. May thirteen, two or four am.
A voice message from your brother Michael Jackets. It's it's Michael.
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You can you call me back? I really need some help, man.
It's something's wrong with my head. Dude. Ever since the
Next Corporate, ever since the trial meant I'm kind of withdrawal.
I don't, I don't know. I just yeah, I'm having um,
I'm having these bad bolts again. Just so, he just
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called just call me back. May seventeen, seven, twenty two
A m A voice message from your brother, Michael, I
really need you to call me back. Then. It'm I'm
I'm homesick. Something happened to me. And there dude, this
is to all of us, but I need I need
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to make and why why the hell would you call? One?
Three fifteen pm. A voice message from your brother, Michael,
how are your mad? Look? I got a call from
Abel Abel Night. She was with me in the clinical trials.
She says she thinks we meg be entitled some kind
of I don't know, compensation from Next Corpse. She's got
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this lawyer and she rounded up the others. There's sewing.
I don't know if you know, you always say never
trust the lawyers. All yeah, just called me back, jum.
A voice message from your mother jack it's your mother.
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You need to call me as soon as you get this.
It's Michael. Jack he's gone. I got a call from
the Oakland Police Department, said Jackie, your brother said. On
June seven, one month before my brother Michael died, a
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lawsuit was filed against Next Corp. Michael was one of
the several plaintiffs who had participated in the human clinical trials,
but they had all essentially signed away their rights upon
entering the trial. So they must have been something, some
evidence of Next Corpse liability, something that would be strong
enough for any law firm to pursue it, and his
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lawsuits were felt before three of the plaintiffs died by
a parent suicide. Maybe that's what dr Abby Reynolds was
trying to tell me before she vanished from the diner
without a trace. Let us written in a smear of
lipstick on a white plate, written in haste. First line box,
next line Abby n C, next line A l G.
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This riddle was spinning in my brain. When I got
back to Next Corp. It was lunch and the lab
was empty. But didn't have much time. I hoped on
Eddie's computer. The second line of Abby's message was Abby
at n C It looked like shorthand for using name
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maybe Abby at next corp dot com. And if it
was a user named in the third line a l
G and whoever else was much to offer those lists
must have been a pass card. Yeah, hey, Eddie, where
is everyone looking for you? Actually? What you're doing? Sorry?
What's that on my computer? What are you doing on
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my computer? Jack? Max? Max? He's he's looking for some
files things. Maybe they are on an old day of base.
I just came, just took it out. Yeah, yeah, some
archival profile for doctor Reynolds. You can help me look in, right,
I just need to log in. I don't have access
to any archival stuff. Plus it wouldn't be on this computer. Ah,
my bad, my bad? What would it be? I mean
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the server probably need to go through hr to Oh
there he is, Hi there Jack. What's the matter with you?
What you're wincing? Just a headache? Where the hell have
you been? Erin from? Max? And where is Max? Not here? Eddie?
Can we have a moment? I was just needing to
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finish this get out of course? What the fund did
you say to him? Whoa? What? Hey? Jack? What did
you say to Max? You were the last one to
see him. Okay, Cassandra, take a pill. I know he
likes to have you up for a stiff drink most night,
so the two of you can wallow in the existential miyer.
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But now he's fucking gone. So what did you talk about? Well?
I don't have no clue. What what did he say
say anything to me about? No? Think I don't know
what you're talking about me, You don't. Okay, Okay, calm down.
Look Jack, we've got the keynote tomorrow. I know, I know,
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and you're worried about that. Max isn't coming back. What
do you mean? He finally responded to my texts the
morning said he was going to be gone indefinitely. We wait,
what about the Kingdom? How about his speech? We've been
preparing for Las Vegas for c Yes, but Max was gone, disappeared,
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and he left without any indication of where he was
going when he would return. Jack. Did he happen to
to leave you with the speech or or or emails
speech or for edits or for something he didn't nothing?
I told you to keep an eye on him this weekend. Finish.
I proofed it. I proofed it. I could probably reconstruct
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it so I can put something together. See look, Cass,
we've got some time. Jack. If you and I can
piece it together, then I I can deliver it. Okay, Yeah,
dropped by my office tomorrow. Jack. We're not done and
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it's sorry free. That's message would have to wait. Apparently,
it wasn't the first time Max Fooder had gone off
the deep end. I'm just curious, how did you do it?
How did you come up with shy? It was after
my father died. This is from December. Second became a
month before CS. Max had offered me a drink and
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it became another late night session drinking indulging. It was
Finn who saved me. I showed up at his place
that summer. He was deep into some experiments. He was
on fire about a project he called the Reconnected Mind.
Fucking madman right here. But I've done it. I've been
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looking for ways to bridge the gap between the modern
brain and the primal brain. This is going to change everything. Max.
I've never seen him like that. His eyes were glowing
with purpose. I've been so self absorbed for so long
that it was inspiring to see another like minded person
so focused and so passionate about an idea. Finn was
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grounding all of that in a way, always care free,
too fascinated with the mechanics of the universe to worry
about people. He invited me out to this place in
the desert, and that's where I That's where I got
the idea of how to make it work. I had
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a revelation human existence could be reprogrammed, not just enhanced,
but repaired, repaired. He said. See Max considered human beings
in the natural state to be broken. It caused by
design fools. And he told me about the buff of Shy,
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an incredibly romantic tale about human Finne wanted to hack
the human brain and reprogramming the man is a legit genius.
But like everything else in this story, there are other sides.
The same question is true of all new technologies. Is
it more helpful or is it more hurtful? Take fire?
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Is it more helpful? Finn and I went to the
rooftop of his building to rehearse for CS. Max was gone,
so Finn was to feel safe if Max did In return,
Finn was going to have to deliver the keynote. Now
for the first time, the entire tech world would be
watching everything was at stake, not already cyborgs. It's good, right,
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I don't think you need a cybl bit may why
not counterproductive? Finn and I did get the speech cobbled
together and it wasn't bad. You know. It was Fuller
esque or the magic and inspiration. But let's just say
public speaking is not finn strong suit. Like Johnny Greenwood
had filled in for Tom York, it would have been interesting,
but it wouldn't really in radiohead, Okay, I need a break.
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What do you say we change scenery? I have to
say I couldn't have planned it any bell. I wanted
to get some time we finned, but if I tried
to corner him, I would have been too obvious. Well
that I was digging, and so I could look in
on a narrative Fin would buy. I would have to
bide my time and wait. But now it's it's full
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was coming to me, and that he was already nervous
made my job even easier. This place is sweet meat, right.
We ended up at a place called the Escape part
a diet of bar slash retro arcade. No smart devices permitted.
Apparently Finn's favorite pastime was drinking beer. And playing antique
arcade machines like Tempest or Cuba or Miss pac Man,
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and it was like we had traveled a half a
century back in time. Finn ordered the picture of being
we hopped on the Gallagher machine. It was fun you first,
all right, man, it's been a while since I played this?
How long since? Never? Dude, It's easy. It's two day
baby stuff. Just just dodged the heavy rain of alien
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fire and never stopped lasting copy mm hmm. So I
don't mean for this to be awkward, but if there
is anything you can tell me about the other night,
anything that Max said or did, even if you don't
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know where he was going, any intel you can give
us about his behavior, we'll assure you. Max was talking
about the weekend you two came up with shot was
he Yeah, yeah, a lie. Max had told me about
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how he came up with Shot high a few weeks before.
Or Max told me the night that he disappeared was
that his father had never loved him and even blamed
him for his this tragic death. But I wasn't interested
in what he needed to know. I was only interested
in what Fine already knew about everything about whether Shot
I drove my brother to suicide, or if he was
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murdered as part of a cover up, and this was
my way in Okay, okay? Whoa And what did he
say exactly about how he came up with shot? I
just that he had an epiphany of some kind. You'll
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tell me. And epiphany, huh, I guess that's one way
to look at it. It's another way. You're too smart
for stupid questions, Jack Max has always been a little unstable.
Did you know he was in a coma when he
was a kid? I met him about a year after that,
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after he came out of the comma. He was alone,
no friends. Walter had two kids, Max and his twin
brother Ben had a parent Lee Uh. One winter, the
two of them were out playing a game of chicken,
walking out onto an ice covered lake on their property,
and they fell through. Only one of them lived. Max
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suffered severe hypothermia. He was actually clinically dead for four
whole minutes. I mean, that'll funk anybody up. They were
able to resuscitate him, but he remained in a coma
for nearly a year, and he woke up to a
very different family. He was an only child, now to
a gaunt, pale shadow of a man who was crippled
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by grief. Instead of dealing with it face to face,
Walter sent him away to a science camp, one with
an emphasis on robotics and AI, and that is where
he and I met. It's a weird, twitchy kid, didn't
have any friends, and I felt sorry for him, so
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you know, I befriended him. In the years it followed,
we be became inseparable, your fellow geeks. You know. By
the fifth grade, we were rating our father's labs for
gear and cooking up our own bio hacks looking figure out.
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We experimented with implants on hamsters and gerbils, like thin
pre adolescent Dr Frankenstein's. Well. We had high school. We
got into some trouble mixing smart drug stacks for college kids.
These are like three times more vote. It's going to
be more pote than anything you've ever final PayPal. And
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when we started Next Corp, we were just eighteen years old.
We're babies. I mean, at first we were just developing
new stacks for pharmaceutical companies. But Max and I kept going,
kept pushing the envelope and now combining our chemistry and engineering. Yes,
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We've figured out a new way to evolve the human brain. Anyway,
it wasn't until Max's father died that we invented shut eye.
Max was really shattered after Walt died. Should have always
been pretty rough between them, and they never really got better.
Before Walter passed. Max wasn't handling it well. So I
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had this idea in my vast and infinite wisdom to dosion.
What exactly does that mean? Well, I took Max to
the desert and I fed him a beroic dose of
psychedelics that I had designed myself. Okay, look I get
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it the reset by that's what I thought. But that
sort of thing is always kind of a double edged sword.
I mean, in hindsight, it was probably really stupid, but
listen mcame from it was really groundbreaking. Damn it so happened. Well,
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I rented this place outside of twenty nine Palms, the
Kyle House it's called. This place was like an abandoned
shrine in the middle of the desert. Like the yard
when you pulled up was filled with all kinds of
weird ship sculptures made of found objects, old refrigerators, dolls, heads, bicycles,
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and there were hundreds of wind chimes. Pretty dope place, right,
it was haunted. I think I'd prefer the Captain in
the woods ideas. Trust me, you could hear the chimes
from way out, even over the wind, which could get
pretty damn heavy there. I mean, the police was otherworldly.
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It was a perfect place the trip and we did.
I designed this simple las LSD, highly psychoactive. We dropped
just before sunset, dragged a couple of lawn chairs out
into the waste land, so it was pretty run of
the middle tripping in the desert. Ship signs and wonders,
you know. And then Max started talking about his past
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that I am here trap, about how life had not
been kind, about how the world was a cruel place
that had stripped everything from him peace by peace feeds
on the frail, and his mom, his brother, his father,
harve Ie endured so much pain, so much loss. What
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am I am? I an extension. I've known Max since
I was a boy, and it was the only time
only time I've seen him cry, and he just wept.
And then suddenly, I don't know where, Max leaves up
and then he takes off into the dark, something snuff.
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He was gone for what felt like forever, so long
that I finally gave up waiting and just went inside
and into my room, and eventually I just passed out.
But I hear this sound outside, like just outside the bedroom,
this u scratching noise. I walk out into the main
room and Max is on the floor. He's clutching a
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piece of scrap metal he'd grabbed from the yard. Then
he's scratching it along the ground, hunched over like a madman.
I call his name and he turns and he's covered
in blood what he'd cut himself on the metal. I
don't know, maybe he hadn't noticed, but I asked him
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if he was okay, and he just started babbling brain talk, physiology,
neurology with high about how the drugs were working on
this delta state. It's a state of consciousness in which
the entire cortical mantle is lit up like a goddamn
Christmas tree, a harmony of frequencies. Oh my god, Oh
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my god. And then he jumped up and walked me
over to what he was doing. And the human mind
is inter's been scratching formulas under the tile at exactly
eight to hurt a five by five area tiles, covered
in algorithms, covered in blood, and that what should I christ?
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You guys want anything else? Just the check? Thanks? Now
I need to ask you something strange. Okay, when you
last saw Max the other night, did he at any
point suddenly seem not Max? H he's taking shy Jill
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has six am. This is Dr Cassandra Berkeley. Case number
is two one test subject Max Fuller. I'm monitoring the
subject after his eleventh exposure of shut eye. Subject has
been awake for twelve days, three hours, forty five minutes.
He's showing signs of fatigue and describing feelings of anxiety
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and paranoia. Not However, the psychomotor test showed no lapses
of attention, no false starts, and time on task effect
is above the Phase two control group average. Please can later.
It's important to track these episodes. You made me promise
it off. Okay, it's off, Yes, it's off. Good not
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just I just need to talk, okay, I need to
talk to you, cass cass I think I'm really I'm
really scared here. Who whoo woo woo hey, it's open,
it's okay, it's okay. I'm here, a baby, I'm here
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I'm right here. It's just I can't remember anything that
happened last night. Nothing. Last thing I remember I was
here with you, right, I think that that was her
last session. Yeah, when we administer the last exposure exactly,
and then the next thing, I know, next thing, I know,
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I'm standing on this rooftop right and I didn't know
where I was or how I got there. What did
you do? That's what I'm telling you. I don't know.
I don't know how I got there, or what I did,
or why I was there. I mean after I mean,
what did you do after that? After the roof I
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I came here. My hands cats my hands, my hands
won't stop shaking. My thumbs and hurt so bad I
can hardly bang them. I think I've done something, done
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something terrible. Jenn, I'll find me. A ride of a
car is available two blocks away. Want me to summon it.
Just confirmed the ride. I walk head west on Courtland Street.
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I was distracted the whole time I sat listening to
Finn's story of the birth of Shy. All I could
think of was the message dr Abby Reynold's left smear
the lipstick on a play first line box, next line
abby at NC third line a l G, followed by
some other indecipherable smears. Here's your car. I remember as
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I rolled away, my gaze fixed on my reflection in
the passenger window. I didn't look good. I was drifting
in the haze of sleep death, and my pupils were
like glazed doughnuts. The buildings and lights streamed by, and
a webbler. That's when the replay happened again, another glitch
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in the universe. The car came to a red light,
one of the last traffic lights in the city, and
my focus shifted past my reflection to a dog alleyway
where I could see rats Scotland in the night. Now
one of them stopped and seemed to look right at me,
nose twitching in the light of the street lamp. Then
it happened again, a red light, The car stopped, and
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the wrap the same exact rap, turned and looked at me. Jenn,
I play a video for me, which one the one
called go ahead? I'm listening. Holy shit? There is no
video in your archives called holy sh it. Okay, no, no, no,
that's it. That's it. That's it. Jenna played the video
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called Algernon playing Algernon similar bottoms until they're her favorite
tests rap. How do you know the password? The password
is Algernon. Back in my apartment, I logged in as
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dr Abby Reynolds a school passwords. It was the entire archive,
every video, every session of every test subject from Next
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Corps clinical trials, including my brother Michael's. But that's when
it happened. I wasn't alone. There was someone else in
my apartment. First I saw a shape, a dark figure,
reflected in the black corner of the monitor, and I froze,
my mind, reeling, who are you and what are you? Afraid?
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To turn and look at what was standing right behind me?
Whoever it was, wherever it was, it was fast and strong,
like an animal. As I thrashed about to get us,
the video was still flickering on my computer screen. My
attack I had me, I clank, you're loose. I could
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feel myself flushing that I knew. It was only seconds
before I was out, before I lost consciousness. Done. That
was number thirteen. Administer tomorrow Ship Come on Up Tomorrow's Monsters,
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starring John Boyega as Jack Locke, Darren Chris as Max Fuller,
Marley Shelton as Cass Berkeley, Clark Gregg as Walter Fuller,
saw Galga as David Whosdale, Nicholas Takowski as Finn Connelly,
Claire Bronson as dr Abbie Reynolds, David Chen as Michael Corbin,
su Hila Elettar as Jenna, Victor Rivera as Eddie Bender,
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Robert Kraalgo as Agent Batty, Steve Coulter as Senator Berkeley,
wrote A. Griffiths as Rainy Webb, with additional performances by
Helen Abel, Jason Williams, Michael Anthony, Robin Bloodworth, and Teresa Davis.
Our first assistant director is Michael Monty. Our second assistant
director is Sarah Klein. Sound and music by Ben Lovett.
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Additional sound design and editing by Benjamin Malcolm, Justin Roboski
and Mike Reagan. Casting by Jessica Fox Thick Ben. Our
executive producers are Scott Shelton, Shelby Thomas, Alexander Williams, and
Matthew Frederick. Written by Dan Bush and Nicholas Takoski, Created
by Dan Bush and Connald Byrne, Directed by Dan Bush,
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Produced by both Flynt, Dan Bush and John Buega. Tomorrow's
Monsters is a production of iHeart Radio, Flynn Picture Company,
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