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What?

You never learned this one.

Okay.

The Exclusive
Tech Conference

known as "Book Club"

was the scene of
a massive electrical disruption

that surged across
six city blocks last night.

London Power, EDF and NPower
all deny responsibility.

Dad? Is everything all right?

All right?

I'm a happy man.

I'm using my tools, Juzzie.

And it's good, still good.

Miss Madam is good, too.

That was you I saw in
London last night, was it?

In the news?

Yeah, uh...

I had a bad dream about Danny.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You told me I was pushing,
you know?

You... You told me to slow down.

We're scientists, Juzzie.

Everything we do is all error

until the day that it's not.

Now is not the time for me
to be losing my shit again, Dad.

It was just a dream, honey.

Okay? It's just a dream.

What you're worried about
can't happen again. It won't.

But what if something happens
to me? You know?

Molly has no idea who she is.

When the time
is right, she'll know.

And I'm happy to say that
we'll both be here for it.

Maybe you could come here?

You know, if I had to stay.
Is that crazy?

Crazy? London, England?

The home of Toots?

Dandy Livingstone

and that little upstart
Lenny Henry.

Participants
in the conference

signed
non-disclosure agreements.

However, a leaked
cell phone video

revealed this unidentified man.

Hey.
Go, go, go, go, go.

That's him. That's him.

Shit.

Dad? Dad, I gotta go.

Will you tell Molly I love her?

She knows.

Oh, fuck.

Hey. Oh, boy.
Look, put that down,

but don't bring anything else.
Any produce, whatever.

Just bring it to a food bank.
Thank you.

Uh, yeah, so send her
a term sheet, okay?

'Cause we're moving fast.

Nothing from your sister?

My sister? Not yet.

But thanks to Book Club,
we've got leverage.

I mean, look at all this stuff.

We got offers from Apple,
Foxconn, Samsung, Hon Hai.

Oh, boy.

- Oh.
- Great penis.

Wow. Congratulations.

They really did a great job.

The scent of him is gone.

You can't not wear pants
when you talk to people.

The temperature
is adequate in this room.

If you do not want to look
at this body, then say.

Yeah, I don't wanna look at it.
We don't wanna look at it.

Humanity has progressed

to the point where
we usually wear pants

when we eat fruit
with other people.

I see no progress.

You simply create more elaborate
ways to hide what is true.

All this excess.

Why communicate excess?

If they had simply
sent this one pineapple,

with its hexagons
and perfect expression

of your prime numbers,
I would have understood

that I was dealing
with scientists.

Who communicates with this?

Put that down.
That's mostly asbestos.

In the entire trash bin

of your accumulated knowledge
you call the Internet,

there is only...

one mention of Thomas Newton
as an "industrial benefactor."

What are you saying?
Someone scrubbed him?

Yes. His patents
created the environment

for the Internet to exist.

He was waiting for you
to catch up.

He would have mastered it.

He would have mastered you,

but somehow you've
managed to erase his life,

steal his work,

and make him unrecognizable
to his own species.

What on this planet could
possibly have brought about

the collapse of Thomas Newton?

The Exclusive
Tech Conference

known as "Book Club"

was the scene of
a massive electrical disruption

that surged across
six city blocks last night.

London Power, EDF and NPower
all deny responsibility.

I've found an angle.

Was the scene of a massive
electrical disruption...

I've found an angle.

I've found an angle.

An angle?
What do you mean, an angle?

You're 20 years old.

Why are you talking
like Moe Greene?

Do you smell something?

Were you eating in here?
Prawns, maybe?

I have anaphylaxis.

So my skin would
literally be falling off.

Hmm. Right.

So, I'm assuming that
you've seen the video?

Yes,
I know, Clive. I was there.

I saw the light show.

Could've been
one of a million hackers.

Yeah, but that...
That video has 18 million views.

They're all calling it
"quantum fusion."

- What is that smell?
- Mom!

This could take us
to a real place.

A place where...

Where people wouldn't
laugh at us anymore.

You know,
real tech companies laugh at us.

Slings and arrows.

Look, we haven't innovated
in 40 years.

Look, our debt load
is absolutely...

"Debt load"? Wow. Clive.

You told me to read the memos.

You said that I was
going to lead here one day.

Mm. Right.

Uncle Hatch wants to
bring fusion here.

I want to bring it here.
They've had offers from...

So this is you?
This isn't him trying to...

No. It's...
It's me. Okay?

You... You're making
an emotional decision

and you don't want
Uncle Hatch to be the hero.

Well, he's a fraud.

I thought we were done
with the chirping, Clive.

And I am an of...

...fficer of this company.

You've also been
a racecar driver

and an anthropologist.

I made you an officer
so you could learn.

Now, I'm thinking...

Ugh. I knew it.

No, you cannot just
dismiss me, Mother.

I am an officer of this company.

- Mum.
- Hmm.

This bird is septic.

It's not septic is it, Mum?
It's fucking dead.

- Hmm.
- Quantum fusion is what I want

and it's what you want, too.

But you're just afraid.
I know you, Mum.

And I know
what you're capable of.

I have seen it.

Are you forcing
the issue, Clive?

Yes.

I'm an off...

Right.

Call your uncle.

Why did we rent
a fucking clown car?

I feel like I'm wearing it.

- You're speeding.
- Yeah, well...

We're about to ask
for the impossible,

so, figured it would be
a good idea if we were on time.

Why aren't we going
directly to OriGen?

Why don't we just take
what I need?

'Cause what you need
is the tenth patent,

which is in the vaults
at OriGen.

We negotiate with them
to get access to the vaults.

That'll make us
their partners, okay?

There's no other way. There's no
storming of the Bastille.

Which, as an armory,
and a fortress,

and a political prison,
is not unlike

my childhood home in Cornwall.
And my sister.

These detours into
human need are absurd.

They are gonna try to break
the science into pieces, okay?

They're gonna try to
break us into pieces.

The only edge we have
is our secrets.

The ones that I know about.

So, if there's anything else
you need to tell me about

before we get there,
now would be the time to do it.

Well, once I stole proprietary
IP from my sister's company

and tried to sell it
to a competitor.

Okay. Thank you.

You're generating fear
like an engine.

It's making me sneeze.

Look, fear is my
spirit animal, okay?

It's my...
My animal familiar, okay?

It's my bestie.
Fear is my fucking bestie.

Hey.
Go, go, go, go, go.

That's him. That's him.
Oi!

Edith and Clive Flood
were registered panelists at...

Close the door, please.

All this has gone viral,
so you've got a new job.

On top of the one
you're already failing at.

This demonstration
is not a miracle.

It's the first step
in an orchestrated plan.

They have a plan and it's
unfolding in front of us.

Their Loch Ness monster here

is working in coordination
with Thomas Newton.

Speaking of
the Loch Ness monster,

facial recognition caught this
at the Los Alamos airport.

What is that?
What is that there?

Water.
A shit load of water.

Airport PD cut him loose.

I'm working on
any release paperwork.

Nobody sees this but us.
Do you understand?

Pull it from the logs.

That light show in London
wasn't a random power surge.

The... The guys in Skunk Works
were stumped by it.

And?

It's almost inconceivable

that tech comes from anywhere
we know about.

In this...

solar system.

The thing that you are
thinking about him,

Lisa, is correct.

Well, sir...

I think he's
a fucking spaceman.

Now you see where we are.

Are there any orders for when...

He's the hook to the bigger
fish, do you understand?

We leave him dangling
for a while

and then we club 'em both.

He's gonna lead us to Newton.

Can you do better?

There was one line

in the old Icarus file,
a "partly-unaccounted-for."

Mary Lou Prescott.

A hotel maid in 1978.

She and Newton met in Kentucky.

Mary Lou Prescott from Kentucky.

- She's what?
- His companion.

- Like a girlfriend?
- She's still alive.

Runs a rehab outside
Brighton now. In England.

There's a plane waiting for you.

Holy shit.
You buried that lede, huh?

Hope you're not gonna put me

through this every
step of the way.

We don't have time
to break you in, Lise.

Wow.
You grew up here?

What, you were
Charlemagne?

Ha-ha. Our parents split when
we were just out of diapers.

We grew up in California
with my mom.

When she died, we came here.
I was ten.

Why would you ever
leave all this?

This monstrous hellscape,

built by the worst colonizers
in history

on the twisted spines

and scarred backs
of the enslaved?

I mean, no reason.

Also, my dad was a sociopath.

Edie worshipped him.

They'll have to get her
out of here with a crowbar.

Her and my nephew, Clive.

She has a pupa?

Did he know Newton?

Uh, well, her pupa is 20.

She had him at 16 in
a desperate bid for autonomy.

But listen, Newton's name
cannot come up.

Newton is why we are here.

No. Your magical device
is why we're here.

The prototype was
drained at Book Club.

It will not work again.

We are here because of
Thomas Newton.

No. Listen, you just... You can't
even say his name, okay?

If my sister sniffs it out

and knows that she has
what we want,

she won't give us the patent,
which means

you can't build
your magic machine.

So just don't say
his name, okay?

Hello. I'm Yatzin.

Miss Flood is just
finishing up her ride,

but she'll meet you in the blue
room, if you'll just follow me.

Yeah, I...
I know where it is.

- Hatch.
- Wyant.

You're looking fit.

This is Justin Falls.

Our project engineer.

And, uh, this, um,
is Mr. Faraday.

The gentleman
you've been eager to meet.

And this is my sister.
Edie Flood.

I saw this on the way here.

Uh,
this is Professor Woads.

He chairs the physics department
at Imperial College.

And he's agreed to consult.

Your post-doc work on fusion
modeling was very innovative.

Thank you.

Hmm. Didn't quite bear out,
did it?

Perhaps the font
didn't work for you.

Clive!

Uncle Hatch.

Hey, buddy.

Oh, oh. How are the shingles?

Do you know, I... I think
I pooped when you hugged me,

they hurt so bad, but...

Um,
you just take care of...

- Oh, hello.
- Hi.

Didn't expect you, Clive.

Well, stealth.

Well,
shall we all have a seat?

- Oh, by all means.
- Great. Thank you.

Hey. Come on.

Let's sit down. Come on.

I'd like to know
exactly what it was

you presented at Book Club.

Uh, a prototype.

For a fusion generator.

A personal fusion generator
that fits in your pocket,

with the potential to turn
a gram of clean fuel

into 20,000 kilowatt
hours of power.

Uh, I'm sorry.
So, this device could run...

uh, Buckingham Palace

on less than
a gallon of tap water.

- For...
- A year.

Well, can we see it?

Uh, we can't. It's capacitated.

- That's convenient.
- Well, it's a prototype.

It has design flaws
the final product won't have.

We need to build
a sustainable version

- that doesn't burn itself out.
- If it's real.

Why would it not be real?

Mr. Faraday, you're something
of a mystery in all of this.

What is this?

That's a sugar snap pea with
salmon and cream cheese.

So, uh, we already
have term sheets

from Microsoft,
Apple and Samsung.

I think it would be
good to find a home

where you wouldn't
just be an algorithm.

You know, we're family.

Family.

That's why I'm here
instead of anywhere else.

But we're gonna need to

replicate the cell
on a mass scale.

And the US
Department of Energy...

- All right. Stop. Stop it.
- ...has the power to tie us up

in regulatory scrutiny
for two decades.

But, since our father

made an arrangement with them

during his tenure as CEO...

There's no confirmation of that.

We need to buy into OriGen's

legal clearances
and infrastructure.

You're our fastest route
to the energy market.

So, you're proposing
a joint venture partnership.

For which you'll retain
15% of the company.

You want us to
hand over 85% of OriGen.

15% of the world's
next energy source

is worth 100% more than anything
in heaven and earth, Horatio.

Now, I actually read
my dad's pretentious books,

so I can say stuff like that.

This pretense is making me sick.

I don't know this woman
and this man is...

Well, I don't know,
maybe he's the one real thing,

and he's playing
for the wrong team.

- Edie...
- Who are you, Mr. Faraday?

You're their last chance.

I need to know you,
or this isn't going to work.

I...

am...

an immigrant.

Then this isn't going to work.

I want to know about
Thomas Newton.

I'm sorry?

Your father took possession
of his company.

I want to know
what happened to him.

Why do you want to know
about Thomas Newton?

I have his music.

Music? Newton made music?

Yeah. Uh,
it's all on one of those, uh,

World Enterprises
recording sphere things.

It's in my grandfather's study.

What does it sound like?

Emo whale?

Take me there now.

Yeah, I don't think
now is the time...

Take me there. Now.

Yeah. Okay.

Clive. A word before you go.

If you want to be invited to
the grown-up's table next time,

you will not fuck this up.

I need to know
everything about him.

We need to know, Clive.

Do whatever you have to
to get him talking.

Okay, yeah.

Wh... Uh, what does that mean?

Give him some of
whatever's turned you

into a sniffly
little chatterbox.

I don't care. It's your future
as well as ours.

Hello. Can I help you?

Oh, I hope so. Um, I understand,

uh, a part of your mission
here is rehabilitation?

Drug addiction?

Yeah. Women only.

Oh, yeah. Sure, sure.

I just, um, my mother has...

Look, I know I should've made
an appointment. I'm just...

I'm just at the end of my rope.

I wasn't even planning
on coming here today.

It just sort of happened.

Does that sound strange?

Happens often.

Most of the Oblates here
are in recovery.

Okay.

Uh, except Sister Mary Lou.

Well, she's taken final vows.

I see.

You know, a lot of us,
we live on the outside,

but we're affiliated.

We live by the teachings.

We work. We pray.

- Hmm.
- We...

try to heal.

We live simply in Christ.

That is so great.

Chantal! Chantal,
come help! It's a breech!

Oh, that's Mary Lou!

- Uh...
- One of our cows is birthing.

A breech requires
a lot of strong arms.

- We could use your help.
- That's sweet.

I am a river

Flowing to the ocean

I am a river...

You gotta try
and turn the calf, Jay.

I am trying. I am trying,
I don't know how.

Yeah. Oh, you gotta
get a hold of his legs

and pull real hard.

Someone else
should be doing this.

Uh, Katie, hold the tail.

Fuck.

Cut the singing, girls.

I am a river

Cut it. Shut the fuck up.

So, you gotta do
one final pull, Jay.

Okay. It's Clay.

- Yeah. That's it.
- I can't feel my arms.

She can. Okay, now,

oh, Mommy,
you're doing a good job.

I know, I know.

Hold the tail, Katie. Katie.

Pull!

Good. Oh.

Oh, Jay. You'll be okay.

You did awesome.

Hey, that T-shirt really
works on you.

Yeah.

You all right?

Oh, I'm great.
That was... special.

- It was great.
- What can I do for you, kiddo?

- Oh, well...
- Um...

Oh, call to prayer.
Do you wanna come?

No, no, no. I was just, um...

I'm here about my mom.

She's been...

She's been going through
some tough stuff.

Your mom, huh?

There's something going on
with your mom?

Yeah.

Kiddo.

I've been doing this
a long time, okay?

You know,
working with addicts.

I can usually
tell when, you know...

There may be something
wrong with your mom,

but that's not why you're here.

Yeah, I'm here
about Thomas Newton.

Tommy?

I think I know who you are.

Who am I?

I've been waiting 45 years.

But I knew. You see, I knew.

I knew, and...
And I prayed that one day

he would send me a sign.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, thank the Lord.

Thank the Lord.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

And what's
the expected Q for the device?

This isn't my specialty.

What's a Q?

It's the ratio of energy
you get out of the device

compared to what you put in.

A Q of 1.0
is the break even.

To date, the best anyone's
ever achieved

is around 0.7.

And we're projecting
a Q of 100 to 10,000.

Have you tested this equation?

Oh, well, that's what
lab work is for, right?

Well, the probability
of miscalculation...

"The probability
of miscalculation"?

My goodness, wow.
There speaks an academic.

If you don't like the questions,
go somewhere else.

And if you don't like
the answers, we absolutely will.

I don't appreciate
this person's arrogance

in thinking he can take
the human element out of it.

If he'd ever been inside a lab,

he'd know that's impossible.

In science,
everything is error

until the day it isn't.

Today is that day.

Is it? Today?

Lucky for you,

since you've spent the last
five years scrubbing bio-waste.

Was that always the plan?

MIT, grad school at 22,

all to realize the dream of
donning a plastic moon suit

and shoveling shit
all these years later.

I googled.
Help me fill in the gaps.

Get your boy
to mind the gaps.

I don't work for you.

Mm. Yet.

You were given buckets
of funding from the DOE.

It's like they signed
a check on Friday,

but by Monday
you no longer existed.

Can you tell us why?

Well, this is fun
but let's get back to work.

All right. Let's talk about
the Coulomb barrier.

The Coulomb barrier potential

is just one part
of the equation.

- Are you okay?
- Fine. Yeah.

It's just, uh,
one part of the...

What is wrong with you?

Um...

Can you give me
a minute, please?

No!

Hey. Are you okay?

Yeah. Um, yeah,
this... This won't work.

Do you need a break?

No. I have to stop. I...
I can't do it. I'm sorry.

What are you talking about?

You're the only one
who can do this.

Look. I have people I'm
responsible for. I am sorry.

Yeah, but I can't do
this without you.

Where's Faraday?

He's in my dad's study,
down by the lake.

Hey, could you tell me how, uh,

you and Thomas Newton
knew each other?

Yes.

Oh, you know,

Tommy was jealous
of all our colors.

We met when I was
a hotel maid in Kentucky.

And he changed
everything in my world,

then he disappeared.

All I knew was that his
company had moved to England.

I followed. But, uh...

I never found him.

All I could feel
was his absence,

and that's still all I feel.

Don't you... Shouldn't
you be wearing a kind of

a helmet or...

I couldn't speak.

What are you doing there?

Couldn't even say
his name out loud.

For 45 years,
I couldn't confess.

This is my time.

This is my time for penance.

Oh.

So, this is
my grandfather's study.

And, yeah.

That's Newton's music player.

This place was forbidden
when I was a kid.

But I come here whenever I want.

Where is Newton's music?

You know, my mother is brusque

to say the least,
but she's not crazy.

She believes it's impossible,

impossible to make
a prototype like this in secret.

I don't share that perspective.

Epinephrine.

Fear.

I smelled it in the blue room.

As far as I am aware,

humans do not
eat their children,

and yet you are
very afraid of each other.

Afraid of...

Of each other.

Why do you
keep doing that?

It's just something
that I do.

- Is it a communication?
- No.

Who is it for?

I can't con...

Can't control it?
Yet it is yours.

You're
actually making it worse.

Why are you so afraid?

Where is Newton's music?

Why are you so afraid?

I'm not anymore.

Hot!

Hot! Hot! Very hot!

Don't bark at me.

Am I talking loudly?

Yes, you are.

Where is Newton's music?

Well, you have to have
the music sphere.

It looks like a little pinball.

Where is the sphere?

If you tell me where you
come from, then I'll tell you.

You have the sphere.

No, I don't.

You have to tell me
where you're from.

I can smell it on you.

Jesus!

He told me
he had someone back home,

a wife, and I didn't care.

I couldn't stop myself.

He was light as a feather.

And I kept saying to myself,

"He's in the wrong place."

He's here, yes.

But it's like
he's waiting for a train.

He's just waiting to leave.

You know,
I could run this company

without my mother. We could.

Stop talking.

It's just making a lot of
pretentious noises.

It's a message...

to his wife.

To home.

He's trying to tell her

goodbye.

I'm falling into darkness.

I keep waiting
to hit the bottom,

to be unable to remember you.

But I do.

- I remember you.
- I remember you.

I hold you in my fist.

I hold you in my fist.

- I can still say your name.
- I can still say your name.

But they're prying open
my fingers one by one.

But they're prying open
my fingers one by one.

Maybe forgetting
will be a relief.

Maybe forgetting
will be a relief.

I had a last view of

where the ocean used
to be before I left home.

I didn't know then
what I was looking at.

But I was looking...

...at the end of me.

He said
he had to get back to her

before he lost himself.

And he came to me because

I was supposed to know better.

And in my heart I did.

- Oh, fuck.
- I thought the way

to love someone

was to give them gin,

because I drank gin.

I made him drink gin, too.
And it drowned him.

I loved him,
and I made him love me

and need me
and it just broke him.

It broke his heart.
It made him crazy.

You can break...
You can break their hearts?

What? They?

Dear God, oh, no.

Is there another one?

Is that why you're here?

Oh, Jay,
Jay, you have to protect him.

Don't let him need anyone.
He's a miracle!

But miracles
are like nightmares.

You see, either God
makes you strong enough

to face them or he doesn't.

I wasn't.

You've got to protect him
or he'll go insane.

He'll go insane.
Do you hear me?

- Yeah. Yeah. I hear you.
- Yes. Good.

- I hear you.
- Good.

Yeah.

My mind
is slipping away.

Help me
remember your name.

Help me. Help me.

Help me.
Help me remember your name.

It's gone.

You're becoming a memory.

Tell my wife.

Tell my wife
I love her very much.

She knows.

What...

What is this?

This does not

happen to us.

A private plane
was chartered yesterday

from Boeing Field in
Seattle to Biggen Hill, UK.

Paid for by Hatch Flood.
They're in London.

Flood. Say more.

Los Alamos airport
police report has him

signed out to a Justin C. Falls.

The same Justin C. Falls

who was registered
on that private jet.

She has a DOE file.

Stop. Her. Say more.

Her file's sealed.

If it's sealed, I want it.
Get it. She could be an issue.

Little bit of a learning curve
with Sister Mary Lou.

Apparently these...

These guys aren't
that great with women.

Who was the third passenger?

First initial K.
Last name Faraday.

It must be him, sir.

Faraday.

Book me a hotel in London.

Make sure there's
a change of clothes.

- Oh, one more thing.
- Yeah.

I sourced background
on Edward Flood.

Apparently he had
an arrangement with us

dating back to 1978.

The same year
Newton disappeared.

Stop. Say more.

Hey.

Hey, what happened?

He could not
remember her name.

It ripped him apart.

Corroded him.

Ate him alive.

Like an infection.

These are not
my experiences.

They're his.

I cannot align it.

I... I...

I want it to stop.

Wha... What you're feeling...

It's us.

This is what we are.
Humans.

I do not have time...

for this.

Maybe you needed to
understand him so that...

Antheans understand each other.

We do not...

endure each other.

We do.

We do.

The experiences of others,

even strangers,
we can feel them.

How...

do you...

tolerate it?

We... We tell ourselves stories

to keep going.

Deceptions.

Sometimes.

Creations.

Imagination cuts both ways.

If you try to get away from it,

it's worse.

That tree deformed itself,

trying to survive.

Was Newton

deformed by humans?

Why would
he want me...

to become like that?

He wouldn't.

Something must have...

I have to finish the mission.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Can you help me?

Yeah.

Where's your team?

They'll be back.

This is so messy, Hatch.

Amateurish.

That girl's a wreck.

Call her "that girl"
to her face.

And Farady?

Faraday.

Skittish as a whippet.

You know, he's a genius.

He's like
a once-in-a-lifetime meteor.

Do you remember
when this was painted?

Of course.

The glassed-in porch.

I remember you read
that book that whole summer.

You practically slept with it.

Dad gave it to me.

Each animal had a job.

Cats were teachers,

dogs drove trucks.

I remember.

There were pigs.

Do you remember what they did?

No.

The pigs were butchers.

Ribs, bacon, beef.

The pigs would
carve up other pigs

and sell them in pieces.

Even to other pigs.

You learn from a book like that.

I remember you wouldn't
look at the painter.

I was afraid he was
going to eat me.

But it didn't turn out
to be him,

it turned out to be you.

Why do you need to
feel like I hurt you?

It reminds me I'm not a pig.

I never called you that, Edie.
That was Dad.

What are you talking about?

We both know who he was.

But you gotta pretend
like he was the saint,

and I was the villain.

I mean he was
like Dr. Frankenstein,

doing fucking Stanford Prison
Experiments on his own daughter.

I was an 11-year-old.

All we ever had
is each other.

That's what makes
your betrayal so fucked.

Oh, look at yourself, Edie.

I mean, uh, are you even eating?

And he's been dead
a bunch of years.

I mean, you worry
he's gonna show up

and measure your upper arms
after a bath?

He was an ugly guy.

He was ugly with you.

He was doing ugly stuff at work,

with the patents.

You know, but you never
wanted to hear it.

Wait, this is about
the patents?

- This whole thing?
- No.

Oh, my God. To build this out,

you need the patents.

You've roped these people
into your obsession!

This is real. Okay?

And Faraday is the only one

who can unlock Newton's tenth.

- You need this.
- Get rid of the professor.

We're not making
the deal, Wyant.

We're never making it.
I don't care.

There's
someone here to see you.

You need this. I don't.

Wyant, what is this?

I think it best
if he tells you.

And who is he?

Edie,
this is Spencer Clay.

Wow.
These grounds...

It's just
a perfect metaphor

for the last gasps
of the aristocracy, huh?

Thank God for that.

Handle whatever this is.
I don't have time for it.

Miss Flood,
he can't handle this

and you're not going anywhere.

Call Robert and have him
escorted off the property.

He doesn't speak
to me like that.

I'm gonna speak to you
any way I like.

Hey, I don't know
how much your father

told you about his
business dealings...

He told me everything.
We were very close.

Oh, that is so nice. So were we.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

And by we, I do mean
the Central Intelligence Agency.

No, that's...

Oh, so, not everything.

Okay.

Listen, I need everybody
to be optimal.

So, it's important
that you both understand

that we installed
your father, okay?

I'm sure you've enjoyed
believing that OriGen is a...

family company.
But, no. We took it.

From a fellow named
Thomas Newton.

After we...

took him apart...

There's no confirmation...

And then we installed
your dad and...

He was,
I guess you'd call it,

uh, a bag man.

Doorman.

He was a doorman.

Meticulously selected for his

mediocrity

to mind a company
that was of interest to us.

But you...

Edie, those ten patents

that you have just
leveraged to the hilt...

- No, you...
- Yeah, those patents have been

classified for years.
They're ours.

And because of our arrangement
with your dad,

well, now, so are you.

Hey.

Hey, I understand Mr. Faraday

is here to make a deal.

Yeah.

Wyant, hmm?

You're closing it today.

Why?

What do you know about him?

I know he's,
uh, well, brilliant.

Also, he needs something
that you have,

to build something I want.

And he's leading me
to someone I want,

and I intend to help him
do both of those things.

Okay? I have been

charged with
an almost sacred task.

Mr. Faraday has become my duty.

There's nothing
in the way of that.

Am I clear?

Oh.

Let's talk about Justin Falls.

You need
Newton's tenth patent,

and Mr. Faraday is
the key to unlocking it.

Which Wyant has convinced me
is beneficial for us both.

But 85% is off the table.

Oh, who's your friend?

One of our consultants,
Mr. Clay.

- From?
- Bayfield.

Scientific application
corporation, out of Weston.

We're a DOE prime contractor.

Bullshit.

We're a global company.

Once you guys come to terms,

we can just fast-track you
through regulations in 90 days.

Greeks bearing gifts.

What the fuck, Edie.

I'll agree to 50%.

- We need majority voting rights.
- No way.

You can have patent credit
but only 5% royalties,

since we're taking the risk

and footing the bill
for the labs.

50% of stock options
with a one-year vesting period.

49% ownership and six years
golden handcuffs.

We'll need
a silver bullet clause.

- Fine.
- "Fine"?

Mr. Clay has contacts
at the DOE.

He's provided clarity
on Miss Falls and...

the gaps.

And?

She killed a man.

Not "a man was killed."
She killed a man.

Her father, Josiah Falls,
was present at the time.

The gentleman's name
was Daniel Holland.

He was 28 years old.

Holland was exposed
to lethal doses

of radiation under her watch

during her experiments
with fusion at Los Alamos.

You knew the DOE had
a mandatory evaluation period

before you ran your tests,

but you didn't wanna wait
for their approval.

You went in, after hours,

even against
your father's advice.

You were described,
Miss Falls, as reckless,

negligent, even a zealot,

which is not a word you find
often in official documents.

You were so singularly focused,

you didn't realize the safety
access system was off

and you ran your
experiments anyway.

You pushed it and you cooked
poor Mr. Holland.

No.

No, no! No!

You made a decision
that cost a young man his life,

out of hubris and
incomprehensibly poor judgment.

That's in here, too, by the way.

I agree to the terms,

but I cannot put
my money on her.

She's out or I walk.

Is this true?

Yes.

He was...

irradiated and the file
was sealed.

Um...

Uh, those were
the term of settlement

the DOE
made with his family.

What kind of radiation
killed him?

Uh, neutrons.

So you did achieve fusion.

Yes.

- For how long?
- Uh...

Uh, ju...
Just over a second.

Beyond that
would have been, um...

Impossible.

Miss Falls...

stays.

Or I go.

What?

That doesn't speak highly of
your judgment, Mr. Faraday.

No, Miss Flood.

It does not speak very highly...

of yours.

Uh...

Oh! So, uh, you get
me, him and her.

Or you get nothing.

And we all lose.

Congratulations, all!

Hey.

I'm really looking forward to

getting to know you,
Mr. Faraday.

Who's that guy?

Welcome back to the world.

You old fucker.

I wanted it so bad.

That's why I kept pushing.

His hair fell out.

His teeth...

He vomited them up.

After he died, I...
I found out I was pregnant.

Daniel Holland

is Molly's father.

Yeah.

You know, I didn't leave
my room during the pregnancy

except to go to the doctor.

I thought if I did,

something bad would happen.

I'd be punished.

I had Molly at home in the tub.

Never left her side.

I didn't sleep.

I just watched her

for a year.

I was waiting.

I thought
we'd both be punished.

But we weren't.

She's perfect.

But my dad is...

Sometimes I think
maybe he was instead.

She looks just like her father.

And she doesn't know anything.

I can't do anything for them
after what I've done.

Except try to save
the entire fucking world.

Maybe then, they'll be safe.

From me.

So I'm grateful to you

for not cutting me out.

If we are going to continue,

I need you to understand

that your perspective is skewed.

The nature of progress
is that it requires sacrifice.

You achieved fusion.

That only one person died

during one of the greatest
evolutionary steps

on your timeline is what
you would call a miracle.

Yeah.

Somehow, you see it
as a failure.

You succeeded.

Do you remember
what I said when we first met?

Your mission is my mission.

Neither one of us
can go forward...

alone.

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