Beth: So our guy's into body mod.
Is that what the cheek's about?
Beth: Black female, white male.
Where did they kill basspair86?
Mk: An ambulance.
Du ko: They're not gonna be happy about any of this.
Thinkl could borrow a little surveillance gear on the dl?
You convinced me my boyfriend's a spy.
Just tell me what you want.
Beth: You end it, you coward!
What is happening with you?
This is detective duko. He's with the union.
Don't you worry, detective.
N ea lo n: Topside pursues its profits,
the military pursues its weapons,
and we steer it all from within.
Neolution.
(Gunshot) —(Groans)
I assume you have a plan to hide your dear mom.
Mrs. 5: [Might
ferdinand: Faraway. I don't need to know where.
Mk: Sarah Manning, my name is mi(.
Neolution knows where you are.
(Wind howling)
Sarah: Come on, babe, we've gotta go.
Sarah, could you just slow down?
Get dressed, Kira.
Christ on the cross! What's all the racket?
You know what time it is?
Sarah had a call. They said we've been compromised.
Who exactly is mk?
I don't know. She's one of us.
She said she knew Beth.
How does she know that the neos have found us?
She didn't say. She just bailed on art.
Sounds bloody fishy to me.
Kira, come on. Come on.
- Come on, babe. - What about daddy?
He's out of the country still. We'll get word to him soon.
Look, I know none of it makes any sense,
but we don't have a choice, do we?
Sarah, we have been so careful.
We have covered our tracks.
- No one knows we're here. - Then why would she call?
Could be the neos trying to flush us out.
(Sighs)
Sarah: Maybe, but I still think we should go.
Mrs. S: Let's just get our heads
before we do anything, love. Okay?
Let me reach out first.
I'll see if my people have heard anything.
Mommy.
Sarah: Sorry, babe.
They're coming.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
Get in the truck.
- Sarah: Come on. - You know what to do.
S, they can't find anything.
They won't. Not even an eyelash.
Get them all in the truck. Take this.
(Th eme music playing)
(Opera music playing)
(Cell phone chimes)
(Sighs)
(Hip—hop music playing on TV) —man: (On TV) 60. Ah!
Ball change.
Work it out. Lift up.
Pop it right. Whack it out.
Grab. Roll.
-Yes! Ah! —(Panting) Woo!
- Yes! - A ll right.
(Cell phone chimes) —(Grunts)
One more time for good luck. Then we 're gonna move through.
(In hales)
- And five. Here we go! - Holy dinah.
(Cell phone chimes)
Scott!
- —(Gun cocks) - Step back.
Whoa, take it easy.
I was expecting a friendly face.
-Siobhan. —(Sighs)
Apologies. Any friend of Benjamin's...
We're here. It's good.
(Sighs) Hey.
Two houses up in flames inside three months,
eighteen hours in the arse of a cargo plane,
stuffed in a Van in the dark.
Christ, I need a fag. (Sighs)
- —(Coughing) - Okay.
- Right, this is it then? - This is it.
We're nearly there, babes.
Benjamin's gonna take you and Kendall to the safe house,
and I'll meet you later.
When you've settled her in,
you come back here for a check-up.
- I don't need a check-up. - You're having one anyway.
Are we gonna meet Cal at the safe house?
Uh, I told you, we're not gonna see him for a while.
(Sighs)
Sarah: Kira.
Babe.
Come on.
Monkey.
She'll be fine, love. She just needs to understand.
(Heavy metal music playing)
This is it? Are they serious?
I don't know. I'd say it's a half-decent front by the smell of it.
I mean, no one's stumbling in here by accident.
I doubt you two are here
for the latest issue of rat & ruin.
Call me hell wizard.
(Ch uckles) Hell wiza rd, that's lovely.
I think you might wanna check out what we have downstairs.
(Door buzzing)
Oh, brilliant.
It's like the bloody batcave in here.
-Hey! —(Chuckling) Hey!
Hey, Sarah!
Hey, welcome to the rabbit hole.
It's really good to be here, Scott. Thanks.
How you doing? You all right?
Yeah, yeah, I'm good.
(Sighs) Secret lab under a comic book shop.
What more could a girl want, right? (Laughs)
I'm good, seriously.
Good.
Welcome home, sestra.
Well, I'm terribly happy you're back, Sarah,
but how did this mysterious mk know they were coming for you?
Sarah: (Sighs) That's the question, isn't it?
Up until yesterday, it was all quiet on the Iceland front.
Yeah, same here. (Inhales deeply) Too quiet.
Well, I'm completely overbooked.
I have no time for neos.
- You might have to make some. - —(Sighs)
Hey, so, uh, Beth never mentioned anybody called mk?
No. (Stammering) But you knew her best, Alison.
No, she never said anything to me.
But she didn't share every little thing.
I mean, she protected us.
Like, from a clone in a mask? What's up with that?
Artjust said she wore a sheep mask.
(Ch uckling) Oh, right.
- —What? - Uh, Dolly the sheep.
For the record, I do not find that even remotely amusing.
- —(Chuckles) - Mrs. S: How did you set this place up?
The hendrixes ponied up the cash.
Some of the gear we got on craigslist,
but most of it magically migrated from the dyad
before they locked us out. (Ch uckles)
Well done, Scott.
Everyone else we know got fired or relocated.
As far as we know, dyad's out of the clone game.
So who's running the experiment now?
I guess we are.
(Takes deep breath) Huh.
Cosima looks...
She looks weaker.
Scott: We're getting closer with the gene therapy.
With Kendall's genome,
we've been able to isolate the synthetic sequences.
What about the other thing? Any word on delphine?
Still nothing.
Oh, yeah.
Sarah: Purple this time?
- Thanks, cos. - Mmm-hmm.
Sarah, have you spoken to Felix at all?
(Sighs) I'm trying. He won't return my calls.
(Sofi'ly) Hey, um...
I'm taking Helena. What should I tell her?
Just don't tell her they're back.
She's occupying enough space and time as it is.
- Fine. Okay. - Go.
(Sighs)
I have a playground safety committee meeting. I'm sorry.
Have we thought of next steps?
Cosima: Yeah, Sarah, I'm not sure that home
is the wisest place to run from neolution.
Well, I can't run at all if I don't know who neolution is.
Mk does, so I think we start with her.
Art: She was weird, man.
I'm sorryl didn't get more out of her, but she bolted on me.
Her accent sounded Scandinavian to me.
Yeah, European and something.
What else you got?
I know you got something else.
(Sarah takes deep breath)
Jesus.
It's the last case Beth and I caught.
Sarah: He's got one white contact lens.
Yeah, and someone surgically removed his cheek
then neatly buried him.
Sarah: Jesus Christ, is that his...
-Self-modification, yeah. —what?
(Ch uckles)
- He's neolution then? - Don't know.
We got kicked off the case before we could find out.
What I do know is that Beth received an anonymous tip
that led us to the body.
And you think that tip was from mk?
You know, the bottom line is I have no friggin' clue
what Beth was up to.
I do know that if we wanna find out...
Her flat?
Her flat.
Sarah: What's all this?
Art: Landlord said the place is in Paul's name.
Rent paid through the end of the year.
Right. Paid by dyad.
How come no one picked up her stuff?
Well, the station said her family was gonna take care of it.
(Sighs) Well, let's see what's here.
- You all right with this? - No.
But it's where we're at.
(Opera music playing)
Shiitake mushrooms. Felix!
-Hey, Alison. —(Sighs)
(Music stops)
- What are you doing downtown? - I'm visiting you.
(Sighs) Is that a penis?
In art, it's called a phallus, darling.
Well, it's really coming along, this thing.
Alison, why are you here?
You haven't been answering your calls, mister.
Do you even know that your family's back?
Yeah.
They're all right, aren't they?
Yes, but that's not the point.
Why didn't you go meet them?
'Cause I'm in the zone. They can come to me.
You have to tell them what you've been up to.
I will when the time's right.
Just tell them. Explain it. They'll be supportive.
(Sighing) I don't know.
(Sighs)
(Scoffs)
- —What? - City marathon.
Yeah, she ran it a few times.
No way I'd run 26 miles unless someone were chasing me.
Art: You and Beth are more alike than you think.
You're both stubborn as hell.
So she probably kept investigating
after she was suspended.
Beth never let anything go.
That's what made her a good cop.
(Inhales deeply) I don't have anything special.
I wasn't expecting company.
- Beer? - No, thanks. On duty.
I didn't think the union did home visits.
But this is a special case,
isn't it, Beth?
How you holding up?
Beth: I'm good.
Who doesn't like a little paid leave?
Go to the gym. Get a little, uh,
light reading done.
- Is this any good? - Just skimmed it.
It all smells like bullshit to me.
You are killing me.
Poking around with these high level people.
I went to leekie on a case.
Well, now, you're off the case.
But you keep digging, and digging and digging.
So what do you think is gonna happen if you keep picking at this scab?
I don't know.
Story of my life.
(Chuckling) Oh, that's good.
You're good.
But we've crossed a line, you and me.
And there's really no going back.
Because I have to keep everyone that I care about safe.
And you want that, too, don't you, Beth?
Anything?
Not a damn thing.
Nothing in the bedroom, either.
So she was onto neolution. Probably through mk.
And she met leekie.
"Good luck in your investigations."
(Baby cooing)
(Woman speaking indistinctly on pa)
It is good of you to come play my boyfriend.
No, no, I am not your boyfriend.
You are playing my wife.
Woman: Mr. and Mrs. Hendrix? Both: Yes.
Yeah, right here. Uh, yeah, I got everything filled out.
Great. I'll just need your health card, Mrs. Hendrix.
You know what? I've got that right here.
Here you go.
She's changed her hair, obviously.
- Because it was too ugly. - —(Chuckles)
Well, it looks lovely now.
If you'll follow me, we'll get you into a room.
Great.
So, Mrs. Hendrix, how have you been feeling?
A little tired and many farts.
(Laughs) I can assure you that's perfectly normal.
But never when having sex with my boyfriend.
(Laughs) Husband. Me, her husband.
Um, we have sex, because she's my wife.
(Both ch uckle)
Well, that is how all this happened. Am I right?
- You are right. So right. - —(Laughing)
Don't worry, there are many safe positions
you can practice well into your pregnancy.
-Oh, good. —what?
(Breath trembling)
It's nice to take your blood again, Kendall.
Mrs. S: Last time for a while, I'm afraid.
We've got to keep her on the move.
They all want a piece of me.
-You need some sun. —mrs. S: Ma!
She's the one that should be getting pricked and prodded.
(Coughs) I thought my DNA was supposed to make you better.
Yeah, it takes time, uh, to develop a therapy.
We still need the right viral vector to deliver it.
Could you take another stem cell treatment from Kira?
I mean, just in the meantime.
I can't start a new gene therapy trial
if I'm already taking other treatments.
It'll skew the whole data set.
Well, you two are gonna have a breakthrough.
I feel it.
If the bloody neos don't murder us all first.
(Coughs)
Mrs. S: (Sighing) Ma...
Kendall: What? It's true.
"The individual can only begin
"thejourney to the extraordinary
"by casting off the genetically-mandated human shell."
(Scoffs) Cast it off for what?
For whatever they provide, I guess.
Cosima calls it sound bite science.
(Scoffs)
Sarah: Jesus, Beth.
(Sniffing and exhaling)
Art: Sarah, come see this.
What, you found something?
Yeah, something I don't think anybody was supposed to see.
- Is that a camera? - Yeah, Paul spying on her.
Actually, I think Beth was spying on Paul.
When I was her,
I found surveillance equipment.
She got it from raj at the station.
He had a crush on her.
Okay.
Yeah, here we go.
Woman: Okay, let's see what secrets you're keeping, shall we?
- I will really see my baby? - That's the idea.
(Monitor beeping)
(Chuckles) Oh, my god. This is so cool.
This looks like mush.
Is that a foot? Is... no, that's a...
No, that's a foot.
Okay, here we go.
(H eart beating faintly)
- That's it. - My little baby.
Okay, that's strange.
What? Strange? What is strange?
Sorry. I didn't see it before
because it's lying along the bottom.
The other one.
Congratulations. You're having twins.
- Twin babies? - Identical twins.
(Ch uckles sofi'ly)
Hey, you okay?
Look, they're fighting.
(Both laughing)
I have to tell my sestra.
Jesus Christ! She was really losing her shit.
I knew that she and Paul were having problems,
but nothing like this.
After she got suspended, she wouldn't return any of my calls.
It's not your fault, art, what happened to her.
Beth took that on herself.
Who's this pregnant girl?
Art: I don't know, but she looks upset.
Sarah: Wait, wait, wait. Stop.
Look!
One white eye. She's neolution, too.
So Beth looks into leekie,
then meets with one of his followers?
And mk's maybe steering her.
They're not telling the others.
You need to tell me what you find out.
Whoa, whoa. Where the hell are you going?
Back to the beginning of all this shit.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
-Felix! —(Gasps)
-Oh, my god! —(Laughs)
I called you six bloody times. Why didn't you answer me?
'Cause my phone's been off. I just got in and up to speed.
Can you hand me the towel, please,
so this gets a little less flowers in the attic?
Please, cover your Willy.
(Sighs) —(Chuckles)
So, uh, Kira's good? And s?
No and yes.
- We made it. - Yeah.
Let's go grab a drink, and I will catch you up.
Can I just get a bit of space?
Thanks.
I just figured that, you know,
I'd give you guys a day to settle in,
and then I'd come see you all tomorrow.
Well, I haven't slept since yesterday,
so get dressed and let's go to the bar.
I missed your face.
Yeah, I guess we can pop down to Bobby's for a nip.
I have another place in mind.
(In distinct chatter)
Club neolution. Are you kiddin' me?
- I need to find this girl, and... - I know.
You need to find this girl so that you can find the other girl.
And you can't exactly walk through the door with that face again, can you?
- Right. - Good. Fine.
Meet me around back then.
I'm getting you in, but I'm not paying bloody cover, am I?
Thank you.
Donnie: See, same placenta.
That's how they know they're identical.
Well, how is she gonna deal with that? That's twice the work.
Yeah, and doubly awesome.
(Sighs) Bin, please.
This is Helena we're talking about, dear.
She eats frozen bread and she's murdered people.
Well, so have we.
That's different. Helena's trained to kill people.
We're manslaughterers.
(Sighing) Oh, lord, listen to me.
Honey...
Are you upset because of our issues?
No! (Scoffs) I'm happy for her.
Even though she's eating us out of house and home,
and now she wants to "do the crafts".
- —(Chuckles) - Look at the state of this place?
-I mean, I have a system. —ali.
-(Fly buzzing) —(Sighs)
She's bringing flies in here,
because there's food everywhere!
-Ali. —(Sighs)
- —What? - She just wants to be like you.
(Sighs h eavi ly)
I'm overjoyed for her.
Could you just make sure that fertile myrtle
hasn't eaten all the jelly fruitcake for the school district social?
Yeah.
(Dance music playing)
(In distinct chatter)
God, this place still makes my skin crawl.
Really? I thought your tail would be wagging, so to speak.
Don't remind me, please.
You do realize that if this girl was pregnant, like, six months ago,
that she could be home, changing nappies by now.
Yeah, well, someone must know her, right?
So let's just ask around.
Right. I'll start with the bar.
(In distinct chatter continues)
(Breathing deeply)
- —(Coughing) - Cosima: She still on, like,
a pack a day?
Mrs. S: Quite easily.
- If you can't beat 'em, join 'em? - Mmm-hmm.
- —(Chuckles) - No? It's medicinal grade.
We have a little crop right there. Totally organic.
Does it help with the appetite?
Yeah. That's about all it helps with, though.
(Sighs)
You want to talk about it, chicken?
Oh, god. Please don't call me chicken. I love that.
(Both laugh)
I need you to tell me that delphine is alive.
I can't do that, love.
The last time I saw her,
it felt like she knew something bad was gonna happen.
But that doesn't mean that it did.
We both know that this is a war, right?
That means anything can happen.
(Voice breaking) I just miss her so much.
(Cosima crying)
- Those my test results? - Huh?
You've got a shite poker face, even for a grad student.
Ex-g rad student.
It's your wbc count.
It could be nothing, or it could be an indicator.
It's leukemia. I was diagnosed months ago.
(Softly) Before Iceland. Before any of this.
Siobhan doesn't know.
And you're not going to tell her, neither.
I just found my kin.
All you get when everyone knows you're dying is a pity party.
Patient's privilege?
(Dance music playing)
(In distinct chatter)
- Man: She looks pregnant. - Yeah. Do you know her?
Her name's on the tips of my tongue.
Very cute.
- Whoa. - Any joy?
I was getting drinks.
This would go a lot faster if you helped.
I was getting drinks.
- What's your problem? - Oh, okay, now you ask.
- —(Scoffs) - Yeah, 'cause you're being a bitch.
Is it boy trouble or what?
Really? Are you serious? Boy trouble?
What? I'm all ears.
I've been looking for my birth family.
- —What? - Yeah.
I made the decision while you were away.
We asked you to come.
It's not about that. It's about me finding out who I am.
Me, s, Kira. That's your family, fee.
No, that's your family.
You're related to bloody everyone, including our foster mum.
Go figure that.
- You belong with us, fee. - No.
I belong on the dance floor.
-Mk. —(Chokes)
Jesus. I thought that was you.
What are you doing here?
You get my message? What, you couldn't wait an hour?
Well, come on. You wanna see it that bad,
let's go take a look.
I never thought I'd see you in a place like this with actual people.
Sarah: Will you just show me?
Well, I put the word out like you asked.
Friend of mine was scrubbing around, lifted this from an offshore server.
It was shot in Bogota two weeks ago.
(Man speaking Spanish on phone)
(Groaning)
I've heard rumors of high-level neos with implanted tech, but,
this is next level.
It's organic, maybe even gene-spliced.
- Jesus. - Oh, it gets worse.
(Man speaking Spanish) —(Grunting)
(Screaming)
- —(Screaming continues) - (Gasps)
Yeah, it has a built in defense mechanism.
Kills the host.
- Well, what does it do? - I don't know.
You're the one who put me onto it.
What's going on, mk?
Wait a second. Who are you?
- Christ, let go of me! - Who are you?
Piss off.
-(Panting) —(Typing)
- —(Cell phone beeps) - (Sighs)
(Sniffs) —(Line ringing)
Felix: (On answering machine) Hey, leave it for Felix.
- —(Phone beeps) - Felix,
I'm sorry. We'll talk about everything later.
Right now, I'm gonna try and meet mk.
(Line disconnects)
(Mouthing) You can do it.
You can do this. You can do this.
Beth, what the hell are you doing?
(Door closes)
Mk?
Shit. —(Arcade machine beeps)
Thanks a lot.
I'm sorry.
-(Sighs) —(Cell phone ringing)
- H ello? - M k: Where's dizzy?
- He sent me. - Liar.
You shouldn't be here, Sarah.
Wait, you can see me? Where are you?
Up. Look up.
Up, up, up, up.
Put your other phone in the dryer. Close the door.
You want me to put my phone in the dryer?
If they're listening, it will cut the signal.
Boots on the counter, side by side,
where I can see them.
(Sighs)
You have three minutes.
(Beeps)
Sarah: How did you know that they were coming after us in Iceland?
- I listened. - To what?
They're careful. Using offshore servers, pinging false ips.
I cast a net deep, and there it was. Your name...
And Kendall Malone, too.
I knew they'd find you.
Thank you for that. You saved our lives.
We need to know what we 're up against, mi(.
No, I can't talk to you any more.
Why not?
Because it will kill you.
It will kill you like it killed Beth.
(Breath trembling)
(Breathing heavily)
- —(Clanging) - (Gasps)
(Stammering) Please, no. I, uh...
I'm sorry. I came in the back. It's me.
(Sighs) Jesus, mika.
It was locked, but...
The sliding doors are not so hard to open
if you're familiar.
Please, Beth, it's been four days.
Why didn't you answer?
You're bleeding.
It's not mine. (Breathing heavily)
Beth, please.
(Door locking) —(Knocking on door)
Beth, where have you been?
- Open up. Talk to me, please. - —(Door ra'i'tling)
(Exhales)
- —(Knocking on door) - Open up, please.
Tell me what happened.
- Go home, mika. - —(Knocking continues)
Beth, please, open up. Talk to me.
(Knocking on door continues)
- —(Knocking on door) - Beth. Why did you go dark?
I checked the data logs, incoming and outgoing.
You haven't called the others, either.
You're screening my calls now?
I was worried. I wanna help you.
You can't. It's over! We're done. I'm done!
I screwed it up. We can't fight this any more, mika.
(Sighs)
You need to drop all this.
Go back into hiding.
(Sighing) Drink iced tea, play video games, whatever.
Just stay hidden.
Please, don't leave me.
I need you.
(Softly) Watch the others for me.
(Door opens)
That was the last time I saw her.
That was the night she killed herself.
She was my friend.
She called me mika.
Mika...
Why'd shejump?
What did she find out?
She wouldn't tell me.
Was it something to do with those implant things?
The maggot-bots? Yes. They're part of it.
Yes, yes! What are they for?
No. No, no, no. Beth said to hide.
- Hide yourfamily. - Hiding doesn't work, mika.
Oh, shit. You're here.
- —(Car engine starting) - Sarah: Wait. Hey!
Mika. Hey!
Hey! Um, mika, wait! Wait! Please!
Mika!
(Arcade machine beeping)
(Door opens)
Sarah: Let go of me! Get off!
No. Get off me!
(Screaming) Help! Help!
-Quiet! —(Breathing heavily)
We've been looking for you a long time. Don't fight it.
What do you want?
(Air hissing)
(Speaking afrikaans)
(In English) It's not her.
(Speaking afrikaans)
- (In English) What's your name? - Piss off!
- —(Sarah gasping) No. No! - Open up.
(Grunts)
You bite me, I will snap your neck.
I just need to check something.
(Sarah coughing)
(Sarah gagging)
(Speaking afrikaans)
- Where's the bathroom? - Hey.
- —Mrs. S: What? - Hey, hold on. We've got a protocol...
Bugger off, Benjamin! Where's the bathroom?
It's down there. What's going on?
I don't know. You ask her.
Okay. Thanks, Ben, but I've got this.
Sarah? What is it?
When dyad had me, did they do something to me?
Like what? What are you talking about?
Mommy, what's wrong?
- Oh, my god. - Mrs. S: Now look.
No, they had you, too.
- Just, just... - Mrs. S: Hey.
Kira, open your mouth. Now!
- Ow! You're hurting me. - Wide. Wider!
Sarah, stop it!
Just go into bed, love.
Mrs. S: I'll be in in a minute.
Would you mind just telling me what has gotten into you?
I think there's something inside me. I need a torch.
Slow down. Tell me what happened.
They have these implant things.
And these neos, they attacked me.
- They were looking for mk. - —what?
Andlthink
- there's something in myjaw. - Okay, okay.
- Here. - Easy, let's have a look.
(Gasps)
(Softly) Jesus, Sarah.
What is that?
I don't know.
(Breath trembling) I don't know.
Alison: What is that god-forsaken thing?
- Is it harming Sarah? - Scott: Holy cow!
It looks like it's latched on.
Oh, you're expecting Felix!
Who are you?
Mrs. Hendrix?
We're investigating a triple homicide
in a local garage a few weeks back.
Woman: We all need to work harder at being a family.
Sarah: Ifl can't find mk, I need to find this dizzy guy.
Maybe he knows how to take it out.
All right, who the hell are you?
(Th eme music playing)