(Man shushing)
Thomas?
Easy now.
Sleep, child.
Sleep.
(Distant sirens wailing)
So the killer is still out there?
Yeah. Probably crawled back to the freaks that sent her after us.
Did you have to quit being a cop?
- How can that help? - Alison, this isn't why I called.
I want to thank you for helping with Kira.
Yeah, I get to see her tomorrow and you set that up. So...
Well, she's a special little girl.
I can tell. You're very lucky.
(Sighs)
- Hey! - Beth, stop. It's me.
Oh, my god!
You asshole!
You'd stab me in the eye with a nail file?
Yeah! You sneak up on me in the shower,
I am going to stab you in the eye with a nail file.
Aren't you supposed to be at Cody's?
I didn't mean to scare you. I'm sorry.
How sorry are you?
Beth...
Get in.
Beth.
Let's go away.
You're off the force,
I hate my job.
Let's pack our bags.
Right now.
I'm serious.
Let's talk about it in the morning.
(Indistinct talking)
(Gasps)
(Machine beeping)
Man: Now, let's put it in now!
(Sighs)
(Retching)
(Gasping)
(Knocking on door)
- Paul: Hey, do you want coffee? - Uh, no thanks.
How you feeling?
What?
No gun, no badge...
- Nowhere to be. - Hmm?
Let's leave.
We don't have any ties.
I have three simple words for you.
Rio de Janeiro.
We cannotjust leave now and think about going to rio.
Why not?
It's what you wanted, right?
Commitment? I'm ready.
I can't think about this right now.
- What's wrong? - Nothing's wrong.
You're shaking like a leaf.
- Where are you going? - I'm just going out for some air. Okay?
Cosima: It's an electrode from an electroencephalogram array.
- A what? - An eeg helmet.
It monitors electrical activity in the brain.
So it wasn't a bloody dream then, was it?
I knew it.
How long have I been saying this?
We're like lab rats in an illegal experiment.
Sarah, where was Paul during all this?
Uh, there were doctors, um... Two or three of them.
He could be in on it though. Maybe he set it up.
Well, somebody must be watching the lab rats. Someone we know.
Cosima: Well, I mean, if it were my experiment...
Yeah, I would put an observer close to the subject, you know, somebody to...
Keep tabs and accumulate data.
Cosima, what'd they do to me?
I think you'd know if they'd done anything really, um, invasive.
- Oh, my god! - I'm just saying...
An eeg is like a neurological test and that Mark on your arm looks like...
A blood sample. It sounds diagnostic.
With Paul in on it... I don't know.
Why? Just because he slept with you?
Yeah, we sort of ended up shagging.
(Gasps) Dude, that's complex.
You slept with Beth's boyfriend?
Oh!
Far be it for me.
I may be sleeping with my spy as well.
There's the gun you wanted. I've got to go.
Aye, aye, where's the money?
(Sighs) What's it for?
It's a self-defence fund, yeah?
Last time I checked, I'm the only one defending us.
Here's 20,000.
Please use it wisely.
Yeah, I'll bring you the receipts.
(Sighs) I'm gonna shoot Paul's balls off.
Wait, just squeeze them, okay.
He's our way into this whole thing.
But if my blind subject were suddenly to become...
Self aware. It'd either be a Eureka moment or...
Yeah?
I would terminate. So, be careful, okay?
On that note...
- (Phone rings) - Shit!
- Cop station, third time today. - No, don't answer that.
Uh, art, what do you want?
It's raj.
I'm off the force, raj.
I know. You okay?
- Yeah. - Oka y, well,
you know that surveillance shit I lent you?
I'm gonna need that back before they inventory.
Surveillance shit?
Right. Right!
And Beth, level with me.
This is just about Paul, right?
Look, I'll get it back to you in a couple of days. Okay?
(Sighs)
So Beth had surveillance equipment.
So then she was on to Paul too.
Question is, did she find anything?
Donnie: It's critical. One week she's fine, the next it's armageddon.
No, I understand that. But I don't want to give her any reason to react.
You tell me. If it gets any worse, what are our options?
What are you doing?
- I have to call you back. - Why...
Why were you in my vanity?
I need scissors.
Who were you talking to?
- Just now? - Mmm-hmm.
Uh, big rich. From work.
- About me? - About Susan teller.
She's all over us this quarter. You know that.
Oh, good. Um, can you cut this tag off? It's driving me crazy.
That's better.
Felix: All right. What do we do if he walks in?
Shoot him.
I'm kidding. Just...
Find the surveillance stuff, yeah?
And put everything back where you found it.
This place is antiseptic.
Paul's whole world feels fake now?
What?
I don't leave prints when I burgle.
"Trexcom consulting."
If fake Paul is observing Beth,
what makes you so certain no one's observing Sarah Manning?
Who? Mrs. S hates me, I haven't seen her in a year
and I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt.
A ringing vote of confidence.
Nothing. On Beth's computer, nothing.
No audio files, no video, no transcripts.
Holy shit!
Hey, hey. Hey.
He's military.
Looks like you're not the only one keeping secrets.
Felix: What are those?
Letters from Beth.
- To Paul? Iwanna read them. - Ah, ah, ah. No, they're private.
Where the hell is his surveillance stuff?
I don't know. We searched everywhere.
There we go.
She wasn't messing around, was she?
(Sighs)
Maybe it's time to check out where Paul works.
Oh, yeah. Trexcom consulting.
Fake Paul, fake company.
I bet you money there's nothing there.
No way.
Beth?
We downsized, remember?
Paul's office is over here now.
Oh, right.
(Stammers) Yeah, of course.
He's in a meeting.
Oh! You know what, um...
We kinda got into it... this morning.
I brought him some lunch as a peace offering.
Come on.
I'll just...
Sure.
Big boob blowies?
Felix, I hope you can hear this.
Yes. Yeah, well, I can now.
You silly bitch, would you get your Fanny out of there.
- You brought me lunch? - Yeah.
Olive branch.
Paul: About this morning.
Sarah: You wanna talk about it?
I'd rather talk about last night.
- In the shower. - Paul...
I came to bring you lunch, that's all.
Something's changed both of us.
Hmm...
I know you can feel it.
What happened to your scar?
What?
The scar on your neck from the mountain bike crash.
It's gone.
Oh. Really?
I'm using a new lotion.
Let me see.
(Giggles)
You'll try anything, won't you?
I will.
But I gotta get back to work.
Thanks for lunch.
- See you tonight. - Okay.
Madison?
Clear my afternoon. Okay?
- Something came up. - Shit.
(Garage door opening)
(Clears throat)
Alison? What are you doing?
What's in the box, Donnie?
It's private.
No, it isn't. What is it? What is in it?
- Tell me what's in the box. - I'm entitled to a little privacy.
- Even in this house. - Oh! That's rich coming from you.
- What the hell's that supposed to mean? - Open the box, Donnie.
- Give it to me! - Open it!
Alison.
Alison, stop it!
Cosima: Yeah, blood looks fine. No infection.
What kind of symptoms are we talking about?
Um... shortness of breath, coughing up blood...
- That sort of thing. - Who's the subject?
Uh, subject...
- And if I told you that I'd have to kill you. - (Laughs)
(Both laugh)
And can you run a pcr on these samples. See if there are any genetic markers?
You're thinking antitrypsin deficiency, cystic fibrosis.
Yeah, that kind of thing.
And, um...
- Can you sequence for cytochrome c? - The barcode gene?
Mmm-hmm.
That's the one we use for species differentiation.
Is it?
(Chuckles) What's in it for me?
Um, how about you get to have sex...
With yourself?
(Laughs)
Awesome deal.
(Speaking French)
(Beeps)
I'm sorry.
(Sighs) He's a bastard.
Felix: Who?
Paul.
Beth loved him but he wouldn't love her back, and he wouldn't leave her.
Hmm, but he's certainly changed his tune now, hasn't he?
Sarah, he's falling for you.
- God, what a mess! - (Bell rings)
I'm outside Kira's school.
Of all the things that scare me right now, fe, this one's the heaviest.
You know she can't wait to see you, right?
Yeah, thanks.
She's the only thing that really matters, you know.
(Knocking on door)
I know, um...
Give her my love, okay.
-Col. In
so glad you could step away.
From the morgue, uh, trust me, scheduling isn't really an issue.
(Children shouting)
Hey.
It's me this time.
I know.
God, I missed you so much.
I miss you too.
(Laughs)
Why are you wearing such fancy clothes?
You don't miss a thing, do you?
Are you okay, mommy?
Yeah, I am now.
God, you're so big!
- I'm the smallest kid in my class. - (Laughs)
Well, you're big to me.
How come you never told me about aunty Alison?
I didn't know her.
She looks just like you.
Yeah.
One day I'll explain it all to you. Yeah, monkey?
Is someone trying to hurt us?
Why'd you ask that?
Alison said you're making sure we're safe.
- Hey, hey. - (Camera clicking)
We're safe, Kira.
I promise. Okay?
Woman: You coming in?
(Sniffling)
Hey. Sorry. You just forgot this in the lab. Sorry.
Thank you.
Full disclosure, I did peek.
You're French.
You have killer grades.
Thank you. Um, oh, god!
I'm so sorry, I'm not usually like this.
Oh. Bad breakup?
- Yeah, well, we're an ocean apart so... - Hmm, yeah.
Long distance never works.
Um, you're in microbiology too, right?
Yes. Um, immunology. I study host-parasite relationships.
Oh, cool. Cool, yeah, I'm evo devo.
- Evolutionary development. - Yeah, yeah. That's what we call it here.
Delphine.
Cosima.
Enchantée.
So independent, aren't you?
Hmm, monkey?
- Little monkey. - Remind you of anyone?
Yeah, but I was much angrier, wasn't I?
Even small.
You were the one who introduced me to punk rock, though.
Yeah. You took all of the attitude, none of the politics.
Sarah: I'm just happy she doesn't have to bounce around like I did.
(Sighs)
I was her age when I came to live with you in London, yeah?
- Little bit older. - Well.
You got me this far.
I know that.
- I still need your help though. - Ah.
I need you to tell me
what you really know about me.
Where I came from?
Mrs. S: Why now?
Sarah: Trying to square things away.
For Kira, you know.
You're part of the foster system. I took in kids.
You know, I don't know who your parents were.
Yeah, I talked to
family services in Brixton already. I just wondered if there's anything else.
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
What about Vic?
- Vic still in the picture? - God, no.
That much I can promise. Vic is done.
(Grunts)
How you doing, boss?
Nice to see you, pouchy.
Pouchy, shejumped
in front of a train.
I don't even know why she did it.
Right, sure we had our ups and down but everything was fine.
She had the coke
on her.
So, I'm thinking maybe the cops have it.
Give me one week, pouchy.
I'll get you your money.
- You say that last week. - I know.
I'm good for it. Wait a minute, I'm good for it, pouchy. You know me.
Pouchy, please. Wait a minute, pouchy.
One more week I'll get you your money. Okay.
Okay, okay.
Pouchy, please. One more week, man. Okay! Give me a minute!
Don't cut it. Okay, all right.
I'll give the money. Okay.
Okay, give me a minute. I just need the time.
(Screaming)
Vic: I'm good.
Okay.
One chocolate bar each.
That's it.
Okay.
Hold your sister's hand.
- Okay? And don't talk to anybody. - Both: Okay, mom.
- I love you. - Both: Love you too, mom.
(Bell rings)
(Sighs)
Uh, deterrents or surveillance?
Surveillance, please.
Something small.
(Sighs)
You mean something like this?
Wireless, discrete.
They call it the nanny cam.
Sometimes the nanny's pinching your valuables,
sometimes your husband's pinching the nanny, you know?
Just show me how it works, please.
(Kids laughing)
(Whispering) Stay in school.
I mean it, buddy.
Sarah?
(Mo laughs)
Sarah?
Sarah.
(Laughs)
Sarah, hey, Sarah.
Sarah, you're alive!
Sarah, it's me.
Look at me.
(Stammers) I don't...
(Laughs nervously)
- I don't know who you are. - You bitch, you faked it.
- You've got the wrong person. - You faked it, you bitch!
How could you do this to me? Sarah, I thought you were dead.
How could you goddamn do this to me? (Screams)
My eyes! Ah, you bitch!
(Moaning)
- (Taser buzzing) - Ah!
- Ah, there you are. - Goddamn it. Goddamn...
Okay, it's a race into the car.
- Me, me. First me. - Vic: Sarah!
Sarah: Hey, whoever gets in first, wins.
- Gemma: Who's that guy? - Vic: Uh, Sarah...
You bitch.
(Cell phone ringing)
Hello, Alison.
I was just assaulted by a disgusting thug who thought I was you.
Who? What'd he look like?
I don't know, he was...
Urban.
What the hell does that mean?
Not white, okay.
Oh, shit! Vic.
Wha... what happened?
I assaulted him back is what happened.
Please tell me that's not Kira's father.
(Sighs) No, no. Absolutely not.
Well, what's going on with Paul?
Well, we think Beth was spying on him.
We found surveillance gear.
She never told me about that.
Is it true? Is he a mole?
I don't know that yet.
What's going on with you?
Nothing, I'm fine. Call me when you know something for sure.
(Beeps)
Olivier?
Paul.
What are you doing here? Is something wrong?
We need to talk about Beth.
How was she this morning?
Fine. Everything's fine.
(Mouthing)
Felix: You don't do this sort of thing much, do you?
You mean with a live person?
Oh! Right... (Laughs)
Morgue humor.
You're awfully cute.
Okay.
Okay, bye.
Bye.
The morgue attendant? Really?
- Can you knock? - Brilliant, fe.
Shagging the bloke that we conned into identifying my body.
Colin is the first nice boy I've met in ages.
- What? Like six weeks? - No.
- At least eight. - Where do you think this is gonna go?
- Hey? - Oh, my god!
I'm so sorry, I completely forgot rule number one.
That your life is always more important than mine.
No, it's just way more difficult.
- Vic is back. - No shit?
Yeah, he ran into Alison so he thinks I'm alive.
I'll figure it out. I'll...
I need to know what happened at Paul's office.
Sorry. I've been a bit busy, haven't I?
(Sighs)
Well, it did record something.
Paul: What are you doing here? Is something wrong?
- This is it. - Olivier: We need to talk about Beth.
- How was she this morning? - Paul: Fine. Everything's fine.
Olivier: You still concerned about her mental health?
Paul: No, she's better. Olivier: Suddenly better?
You understand your role as monitor is not to interfere...
Monitor?
If there's anything pertinent I should know, anything at all...
Paul: If there were, I would tell you.
(Cell phone rings)
Oh, shit! It's him.
No, don't answer that.
- Hello. - Paul: Beth...
- Where are you? - (Clears throat) Out. Where are you?
We have to talk.
- About what? - I need you to come home.
Yeah, I don't think so.
(Dialing)
He knows something.
Well, you can't go back there. You know that.
No, I can't.
(Cell phone chimes)
Oh, shit.
- Oh, my god! - Paul followed me straight to Kira.
(Door opening)
Is this a bad time?
You tased me, you maced me.
And you think I'm just gonna...
I'm just gonna walk away, like I'm nobody?
- I was working a job. - Uh-huh.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, you would have ruined the whole thing.
Yeah? (Sniffles)
I guess you're on a roll now, huh, Sarah?
And that coke that you stole from me?
Pretending to be dead.
Who do you think took the fall for that?
Pouchy took my finger.
If I don't come up with 15k... (Clicks tongue)
He's gonna lobster me.
A finger every week until all I have left is a lobster claw.
Sit down, sit down.
Do you want the money or not?
(Sniffles)
There's 20k.
Fifteen for your debt and then five for your pain and suffering.
It must have been some play.
Uh-uh.
This is piss-off money, okay? You don't get to know anything.
I'm entitled to know everything.
Can I ask you a question? How do you do it?
Lying there in that morgue?
Holding your breath, Sarah, while I am bawling?
I'm crying like a goddamn child.
You know what's crazy?
You know how stupid I am?
I'm standing here looking at you
and all I keep thinking about is myrtle beach.
- You remember? - Out. Yeah, that was a long time ago, Vic.
I was working with that mook angel, he got you in with the carnies.
I'm not proud of what we did.
We were on top of the world, Sarah.
We were parasites.
No. We were in love.
Not me.
Even
I think, she means it, Victor.
You want that money?
Take it and go now.
Right now, Vic!
Okay.
It's not over, Sarah.
Is every man in your life a complete wanker, except me?
I need you to go to s's house.
Make sure Kira's okay. Yeah?
You're not going back to Paul's.
I will not let him threaten my daughter.
Sarah, you're not going back to Paul's.
Sarah!
(Sighs)
No, it's fine. Don't worry.
If anything else comes up, I'll let you know.
(Beeps)
(Distant siren wailing)
(Cell phone ringing)
(Sighs)
(Beeps)
- Felix called yet? - Cosima: Yeah.
He just played me the recording. I heard everything.
Um, where are you?
I'm about to go in, and shoot Paul in the balls.
Wait, Sarah.
(Sighs) This is our chance to get answers.
He followed me to Kira, cos.
I know, I know. But he also covered for you. Right?
That Olivier guy, he asked if anything was wrong and Paul said no. Why?
Because, I think he might be falling for fake Beth.
Yes! That's awesome. That... you can use that.
Who do you think got me into this mess in the first place? Huh?
Okay. I know. Just chill.
I think that Olivier guy, he runs Paul.
It sounds like some kind of double-blind.
What are you going on about?
They are keeping Paul in the dark too.
Right? So that he can't skew the results either.
(Gun cocking)
You mean, he may not even know he's watching a clone?
Yes, right.
But Olivier definitely knows.
Okay, he's the one that we need to get to.
You mind if I get through Paul first?
- Sarah? - (Beeps)
(Beeps)
(Sighs)
I'll sleep on the couch.
Donnie, Donnie.
(Sighs) You're right.
Everyone deserves their privacy.
Come.
Paul: I thought you handed in your sidearm.
Leftjacket pocket, hanging low.
(Sighs) Well, apparently, I've got a stalker.
Sit.
Put it on the table.
I knew.
I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew.
It was that day you were supposed to do the hearing,
first time we had sex in months.
What? I missed you.
You were wearing that clash t-shirt.
(Laughs) I was like, "what?"
And then, wham, you screw me, right on the kitchen counter.
You complaining, Paul? What are you saying?
You quit the force.
After refusing ever even to think it.
You know what I've been through.
And then the scar on your neck just disappears. Because of what?
Some cream?
And now...
This little girl.
I was there when Beth found out she couldn't have kids.
So, who is this girl?
She's my half-sister.
I watched you together.
She's your daughter, isn't she?
You're losing it.
I was looking at some old video today.
You were training for that
half-marathon.
What was the last race you ran?
What city was it in?
Where is Beth?
One last time,
whoever you are,
where is Beth?
She killed herself.
She jumped in front of a train.
You're English.
Who are you?
I'm her twin.
Twin?
Is this a test?
A test of what?
Beth didn't have a sister.
What's your name?
Sarah.
Sarah what?
Sarah's good enough.
When Beth died, I took her identity.
Beth isn't dead.
(Sighs)
Look, I was just gonna clean out her bank accounts.
I didn't mean to get all tangled up with you.
If she really is dead, how do I know you didn't kill her?
- 'Cause you killed her. - What?
You're her monitor, aren't you?
And what's that?
You observe her.
You let people into her home.
Like last night.
Doctors came and medically examined her in her sleep.
And she knew.
You're a plant and she killed herself
because the man that she loved turned her whole life into a lie.
She knew you didn't love her and she couldn't understand why you wouldn't leave.
And now she figured it out.
This isn't true.
It is a sick test,
isn't it?
Isn't it?
She trusted you.
How could you do that to her?
You think I had a choice.
Just tell me why?
They don't tell us why.
Where did you go in the middle of the night, Donnie?
I don't know, never never land.
What's the emergency?
(Screaming)
- Hi. - We're not late for the potluck?
I may have a monitor dilemma of my own.
It's really nice to make a friend in the brave new world.
(People talking indistinctly)
That is a really good look on you.
(Snoring)