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- Man has always been
an arrogant creature.

From the moment we emerged

from the shadows of
evolution standing upright,

we took it upon ourselves to
be the masters of our destiny.

With each step, we
moved on, ever forward,

seldom looking back at the path

of destruction we
left behind us.

The answers for our problems
would come tomorrow.

Tomorrow, always tomorrow.

Somehow they seem safer there.

And so we pile them up
one on top of another

as if doing so would protect
us from the inevitable.

But the one thing
everyone seemed to forget

is tomorrow always comes.

And when it did, we
weren't prepared for it.

It swept across the
land toppling nations

until the world was
awash in a great silence.

Only then could we
see what he had done,

only then could we see the
price of our arrogance.

And yet, the human
race always seems

to be at its very best when
things are at their very worst.

Even in our darkest hour,

destiny always forces one
person to step forward,

even if he never planned to.

(mellow music)
(computer whirring)

(apple crunches)

(door slams)
(anticipatory music)

(shots firing)

(gun thuds)
(pensive music)

(serum whooshing)

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(electronic warbling)

(computer beeping)

(electronic warbling)

- Freeze!

(holograph whooshing)

(pensive music)

(Norman chuckles)
(officer chuckles)

(holograph whooshing)
(pensive music)

(chuckles) Having
fun again, huh?

I told you to freeze it.

You guys have any idea
what that feels like?

- It doesn't feel like anything.

There was no physical
interaction involved

with holographic imagery.

- Whatever.

Run it back.

I wanna see what he
pushed behind the desk.

- The two security
cameras in this study

were mounted diagonally.

We can't include
anything obstructed
from its original view.

- The wonders of technology.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(keyboard keys clacking)

(phone ringing)

- Scot, you know
Lieutenant Greer.

- And you saw the tape?

- Yep.

- What do you think?

- I think he's dead.

(Harris chuckles)

- There's nothing
funny about this.

(pensive music)

- This is Agent Walters, WJD.

(music continues)

- What a nice surprise,

but what's the World
Justice Department

have to do with this?

- The person that
you just saw murdered

was Dr. Frederick Reyna.

- I know, Absolon.

- That's right.

- That still doesn't
answer my question.

- The Department
is very interested

in seeing that his
killer is found.

This is a universal warrant.

It'll get you in
anywhere you need to go.

- Pull your team together
and get on this right away.

(engine rumbling)

(door slams)

(anticipatory music)

(keypad beeping)

- [Automated Voice]
Present entry codes

are no longer viable.

(keypad beeps)

- Override.

Norman Scot, 2732.

- [Automated Voice]
Identification confirmed.

Proceed.

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(thunder rumbling)

(music builds)

(gentle music)

(button clicks)

- [Automated Voice] You
have one new message.

(voicemail beeps)

- [Mr. Greenwich] Mr. Scott,
this is Mr. Greenwich calling

from the phone company again
regarding your time account.

Please call us back.

- [Automated Voice] You
have one saved message.

(voicemail beeps)

- [Mrs. Scot] Hi, baby, it's me.

I'm gonna stay up at
Mom's for a few more days.

I'll try and call you later.

I love you.

(voicemail beeps)

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(button clicks)

- Neurological
Degeneration Syndrome, NDS,

is a new previously
unseen medical illness.

Because the virus is airborne,

the rate of infection will
hit epidemic proportions

by the end of this year.

The disease has two stages.

Stage one consists of
contraction and incubation.

Stage two is an
accelerated deterioration

of the neurological pathways.

Once stage two has been entered,

death usually follows
within two or three days.

A virus living
undisturbed on the floor

of the rainforest for eons.

When we destroyed the forest,

we allowed it to be swept up
into the global air currents.

What arrogance to think that
we could change by design

what nature had taken
millions of years to create.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

- [Woman] Yes.

I want it documented.

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- "I am born.

Whether I shall turn out to
be the hero of my own life

or whether that station will
be held by anybody else,

these pages must have shown.

And thinking of her
pointing upward,

the thought of her as pointing

to that sky above me
where (sniffling)...

And the mystery to come.

I might yet love her with a
love unknown on Earth, and..."

Sara?

Sara?

(solemn music)
(Frederick sobbing)

(water splashing)
(mellow music)

- [Automated Voice]
You have 147 seconds

of hot water remaining
in today's allotment.

Proceed.

You are currently
seven hours delinquent

in your Absolon schedule.

Please initiate your weekly
neurological analysis

before continuing.

(machine beeps)

Cell integrity is good.

Neurological level is stable.

Immunization is at 83%.

Proceed.

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(machine beeps)

(air hissing)

(Scot groans)

(Scot panting)

(cart rattling)
(engine rumbling)

- Dr. Frederick
Reyna, PhD, M.D.,

and a bunch of
other big letters.

Modern day saint.

Considered the world leader
in botanical chemistry.

Won the Neo Earth Medical
Humanitarian Award in 2007

for isolating the NDS virus.

And again, in 2014 for his
work on the Absolon project.

After that,

there isn't much on him.

- Maybe there is.

I found this at Reyna's.

It's encrypted.

Try to break it.

Now, who's financing the guy?

- He got a grant from Unified
Pharmaceutical Corporation.

(inquisitive music)
(air whooshing)

- Dr. Whittaker?

I am Detective Scot, and
this is Detective Bryant.

We need to ask you
a few questions.

How well did you know Dr. Reyna?

- He was one of my professors
in graduate school.

He convinced me to
go into research.

- [Ruth] So, you were friends?

- I don't believe Frederick
really had any friends.

- Meaning?

- Meaning that he
had a brilliant mind,

but he wasn't very
easy to get along with.

- What was he
currently working on?

- [Claire] Nothing
worth killing over.

- But your company
was still funding him.

- You don't pull a
grant from the man

who discovered Absolon.

- Of course.

Listen, we found the
computer disc in his study,

but it's encoded.

You wouldn't have the key
chart for it, would you?

- No, Frederick was very
secretive about his work.

Perhaps if you gave it to
us, we could decode it.

- We have people
who can do that.

- They could also erase
very valuable data.

- Didn't you just
say he wasn't working

on anything important?

- No, I said he wasn't working

on anything worth killing over.

All research data is important.

You never know where it
may tie in down the line.

- We would like to
take a look at his lab.

- It isn't here.

He liked to work outside
the corporate structure.

- Thank you.

- Oh, one more thing.

Can you tell us where
you were last night?

- I was here until 9:30,
and then I went home.

Anything else?

- Not for now.

- Thank you, Doctor.

(soft music)
(food sizzling)

- [Automated Voice] Thank you.

Your account will be
debited in 15 minutes.

- You think it'd
be asking too much

to go someplace where
we could sit down?

- What's the matter, you
don't like dining here?

- (chuckles) Dining?

You call this dining?

- What do you expect from a guy

who only makes 500 hours a week?

- A chair.

- Touche.

What's next?

- Reyna's lab.

- [Man] Thank you.

(rain pattering)

- Hey, Mister, can you
spare some time (coughing)?

- We can't help him,
he's already stage two.

(buzzer buzzing)

- Take a look around here.

I'm gonna check out
the rest of the place.

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(liquid bubbling)

(Norman's throat clears)

My name's Scot.

I'm a police officer.

- Daniel Haywood.

I was Dr. Reyna's assistant.

- I know it's a difficult
time for you, but-

- For me?

We will all suffer
for his death.

We'll suffer because things
are gonna stay the same,

just the way they want them.

- They?

Who are they?

- Do you know why he was killed?

Because of this.

- (scoffs) A garden?

- It's not a garden,
it's a pharmacy.

To some it's a cash register.

Neurological Degenerative
Syndrome, NDS,

it's big business.

We're all slaves to Absolon.
- Yeah.

Without Absolon
we'd all be dead.

- Very good for you,
Mr. Police Officer.

You take your Absolon every day,

you go to your job,
you live your life.

- It's the way things are.
- They control us.

We measure our currency now
in time allotments of life,

22 minutes for a loaf of bread,

eight hours for a bike.

Go broke and you're dead.

- And Dr. Reyna
wanted to change that?

- He never intended it
to be used this way.

Absolon was a death sentence,

and he died for what we created.

- Listen, I don't understand

the connection between what
you're telling me and his death.

- Absolon must be
taken every day

to inhibit the
disease's progression.

- He was working
on a cure for NDS?

- Excuse me.

(pensive music)

- Hey, Scot?

Take a look at these printouts.

I had the tech boys pull
this off Reyna's lab tape.

Look at the killer's face.

It's been digitally altered.

Look at his eyes.

- Could be an
imperfection on the tape.

- Hm mm, that's what I
thought at first too,

so I had them check it out.

It moves with the eyes.

If it was an
imperfection on the tape

it would stay stationary.

- The medical examiner
sent this over.

(pensive music)

- [Norman] This is not possible.

- It's not.

What do we do now?

- Haywood.

(rain pattering)
(engine rumbling)

Wait here.

(pensive music)

Daniel, it's Scot.

We spoke earlier today.

I know you're in
there. Mr. Haywood.

(static crackling)

Ruth, keep your ears open.

- I'm on it.

- Daniel, I know
why you're afraid.

I'm not here to hurt you.

(static crackling)

(buzzer buzzing)
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- What do you want?

- [Norman] I wanna help you.

- You can't help
me, I'm a dead man.

- I know that Dr. Reyna
wasn't working on a cure.

He found one.

- Then you're a dead man, too.

- Daniel, what happened?
- What is that?

- Oh, this?

It's a radio link
with my partner.

- Well, I'm talkin' to
you, not your partner.

- All right, all right.

I'll take it off.

Okay?

It's off.

- They found out.

I don't know how, but they did.

- Who killed Reyna?

- Unified Pharmaceuticals.

The government.

Effectively, they're
the same thing.

Do you remember when
NDS first appeared?

Bodies stacked in the
streets, governments fell,

entire economies collapsed.

Our economy is based on Absolon,

and those who have
made fortunes in it

aren't gonna watch
it become worthless.

- What about the cure?

Can't you just
give it to people?

- No.

We're very complex beings.

Although we're the same species,

we're not identical organisms.

- Daniel, I'm not a scientist.

- What's your blood type?

- O.

- I'm AB negative.

I might be allergic to one
thing, and you to another.

See, we're not all
exactly the same.

It's tea.

Hydroponic.

We used to grow it here.

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- It's good.

Where is the cure now?

- It's hidden.

- Where?

- In a safe place.

(rain pattering)

(pensive music)

- Scot, we've got two people
moving past the building.

It's probably nothing.

- Daniel, you're gonna
have to trust someone.

I wanna help you.

- Scot?

Scot?

- Look, there's nothing
you can do here.

You should go home.

Maybe if you pretend like
you don't know anything

they'll leave you alone.

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(pensive music)

(shooter thuds)

(eerie music)

(shot firing)

(Ruth blows)

(gurney rattling)

- You okay?

- No.

(dispatcher chattering)

- You did a good
job tonight, Scot.

- What are you talking about?

- We found this.

It's the same caliber as the one

that killed Dr. Reyna and the
bullets have exploding tips.

- He didn't kill anyone.

- It looks to us like he did.

- He probably wasn't
workin' this alone.

Maybe the others got
nervous he'd talk.

- What the hell
is going on here?

- What do you think
is going on, Scot?

- I don't know, but
I intend to find out.

Now if you'll excuse me,
it's been a long night.

- Go home and get some rest.

Things will look
clearer in the morning.

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(dispatcher chattering)

(siren wailing)
(engine rumbling)

(music continues)

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(alarm beeping)

- [Automated Voice] Wake up.

You've used eight hours,

15 minutes of your
sleeping allotment.

(pensive music)

(door opens)

(door closes)

- [Agent Walters] Scot?

Can I have a word with you?

- What are you doing here?

- I need to speak with you.

You all right?

You don't look so
hot this morning.

- I'm fine.

I've got a headache.

- It won't last long.

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(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(air whooshing)
(music continues)

(shots firing)

(bullets pinging)

(shell casings clattering)

(shots firing)

- Get in!

(helicopter whirring)

Get in if you wanna live!

(shots firing)

- Go!

(music continues)

- [Pilot] Agent Walters,

Mr. Murchison requests that
you return to the cockpit now.

(Agent Walters spits)

(energetic music)
(air whooshing)

(pensive music)

- I sent you out to
do a simple thing.

A simple thing by definition

should not be difficult
to accomplish.

You have taken that simple thing

and allowed it to
become a complex thing.

- He was lucky
this morning, Sir.

- I don't believe in
luck, Mr. Walters.

I believe we create
our own destinies.

And you, through your ineptitude

have opened the door for
Norman Scot to create his.

- I'll find him. Mr. Murchison.

- Oh, I don't doubt that.

The question is, when
will you find him?

And more importantly,

how many people will he
tell before you do find him?

- He's not stupid enough
to go to the media.

He knows we'll be
waiting for that.

- I see.

So, you would say that
he's an intelligent man?

- Yes.

- Resourceful man?

- Yes.

- And you have chosen
him for this assignment?

- No, Sir.

The WJD doesn't have
jurisdiction over this case.

It's a local matter.

If I had interfered
with his assignment

it would've looked suspicious.

- Dr. Reyna is dead,
his assistant is dead,

and as of this morning,

there was an attempt
made on the life

of the officer
investigating the case.

I would say things look
pretty suspicious already.

This was supposed to be
neat, and now it's a mess.

Clean it up, Mr. Walters.

And do it quickly.

(pensive music)

- [Norman] What the
hell is going on here?

- They want you dead.

- Oh, thanks.

That much I've already
figured out for myself.

Why?

- Because you know.

- What's happening?

- You need to sleep.

- No, I need answers.

- Did Haywood tell
you he hid the cure?

- Yes.

Do you know where?

- Yes.

In you.

(pensive music)

- What?

- You have all the symptoms.

Fever, pale complexion,
labored breathing.

You have a headache,
muscle spasms.

It started after you
took your injection.

Your body is rejecting Absolon.

- What are you talking about?

I can't live without Absolon!

- take another injection,
you'll be dead in 20 minutes.

Look, right now your blood
chemistry is changing,

producing antitoxins.

In three days, you'll go into
stage two of the disease.

- Stage two is fatal.

- That's when you'll need
the second part of the cure.

- Second part?

There is a second part?

- For safety, no one person
was allowed both parts.

A colleague of Dr. Reyna's
has the other half.

- Where is he?

- [Claire] He's in hiding.

- So, what you're telling me

is that I got three days
find this guy, or I'm dead?

- [Claire] You die and
the cure dies with you.

(keyboard keys clacking)

- Got it.

Primary satellite
transmission in 15 seconds.

(computer beeping)

Target is locked.

Uplink will last seven minutes.

(computer beeping)

- Why me?
(timer beeping)

- Everyone went underground
when Reyna died.

Daniel really had
nowhere to turn.

- He could have
taken it himself.

- He knew because of his
association with Reyna

he would be killed.

More importantly, his
blood was AB negative.

Since the cure is cultivated

from the host
body's blood cells,

they have to be type
O, a universal donor.

- It was in the tea.

Why didn't you tell
me about this before?

- What was I supposed to say?

I didn't know you,

and just knowing about
this is a death warrant.

(brakes squealing)
(dramatic music)

(door clattering)
(engine rumbling)

(dramatic music)

Who are they?

- WJD.

(dramatic music)
(shots firing)

- Watch out!

(horn honking)
(music continues)

(shots firing)
(Claire gasps)

(shots firing)

Watch out!

(Norman grunts)

(tires squealing)

They don't have to kill you

'cause you're gonna
do it for them.

(shots firing)
(Claire gasps)

(horn honking)

(tires squealing)

Watch out!

(Claire screams)

Oh no, please!

Scot!

(shots firing)
(glass shatters)

Give me the gun!

- What?
- Give me the gun!

(shots firing)

Yes!
(tires squealing)

(car crashing)

- Nice shot.

(tires squealing)

- [Claire] Ah, watch it!

(dramatic music)
(horn honking)

(tires squealing)

(engine revving)
(air hissing)

- Murchison to Walters,

I'm afraid he's escaped

and he has Claire
Whittaker with him.

- Define with him.

- She appears to be
helping him, Sir.

- Shoulda taken care of her
when you had the chance.

(phone ringing)

- Yep?

- Hi, Ruthie.

Yeah, I just wanted to remind
you about our lunch today.

Yeah, you ready to
sign on some burritos?

- What?

Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

I'll see you in an hour.

- It's all set.

- Thank you.

You know her boss,

he gets really angry when I-
- Yeah, whatever.

- Yeah, whatever, yeah.

- Play it back.

(tape rewinding)

- [Ruth] What?

Yeah, yeah I am.

I'll see you in an hour.

- There's a high stress factor

in her voice at the
beginning of the call.

- Davis?

Get on her and stay on her.

(anticipatory music)

- They can't trace
you on this one.

You look like shit.

- Thanks.

- What's she doin' here?

- She's helping me.

Walters' tried to
kill me this morning.

- [Ruth] Why?

- Haywood hid the cure in me.

- What do you mean in you?

- In me, in my blood.

I've got three days to find

the second half
of it or I'm dead.

Can I come in?

- No.

There's a warrant
out for your arrest.

- For what?

- The two guys that were
at Reyna's lab last night,

they were undercover WJD agents.

- Bullshit.

It was a setup.

- I know that, but I was out
of radio contact with you.

I didn't hear what happened.

They're saying
Haywood killed Reyna.

- I know.

- It's not possible.

His eyes don't match.

- [Norman] Listen,
stay on the disc.

Hold on.

- Try using binary
codes to reduce

the data table in
the key charts.

- [Ruth] Okay.

- Watch yourself.

- You too.

(anticipatory music)

(keyboard keys clacking)

(computer beeping)

- [Vasquez] How's
it goin', Ruthie?

- How's it comin'
with those photos?

- Greer pulled me off it,
he said the case was closed.

(Ruth exhales)

Ruth, what's goin' on here?

I mean all this talk about Scot,

the business with
the medical examiner.

- What business?

- They found him a
few hours ago behind

a trash dumpster
on Estate Street.

Somebody snapped his neck.

- Are these the autopsy reports?

(pensive music)

This can't be right.

(Ruth sighs)

- How in the world did this
escalate into what it is, John?

- Well, when Haywood died
we thought it was over.

It wasn't until we
tested his blood

that we knew he didn't take it.

We had no idea he'd
give the drug to Scot.

- Hm.

When you think about it,
it wasn't very clever.

What made you suspect Scot?

- He was the only one that
came in contact with Haywood,

and his blood type is O.

- Once Scot is
producing the antibodies

and the cure is being
given to others,

will they in turn be
able to produce the cure?

- No, only the host
body that's been through

the incubation process can
produce the antibodies.

- Well, then I suppose
our course is very clear.

Thank you, Dr. Stewart.

You've been very helpful.

Find him, and this
time don't screw up.

Kill him.

- And his partner?

We think she knows.

- Good, then use her.

Mr. Walters, it doesn't
matter what she knows.

It only matters
what she can prove,

and she can prove nothing.

She's just a voice in the wind.

(keyboard keys clacking)

(computer beeping)

(printer printing)

(pensive music)

- [Norman] Hello.

- It's me.

Reyna's autopsy has been
changed to normal readings.

- [Norman] That makes sense.

They're covering up.

- I decoded the disc.

It's a list of addresses
and security codes.

- [Norman] Can you
read them to me?

- It's not safe here.

I think I'm being followed.

- [Norman] Well, stay low and
get yourself somewhere safe.

- I'm heading home and I'll
call you as soon as I get there.

(energetic music)

Back up.

(Ruth gasps)

(dramatic music)

- Be quiet, be still.

(Ruth panting)

- It isn't here.

- Where is it?

- Where's what?
- What'd you print out

on your computer screen?

- It was a shopping list.

I threw it away.

- Cute.

Now, you listen to
me very carefully.

You are going to tell me
exactly what I wanna know.

- Screw you.
- Where is it?

- Where is what?

- Huh?
(Ruth panting)

- I called Scot and read
it to him over the phone.

- What was it?

- Some numbers.

I don't know what they
mean, they're only numbers.

- Her computer.

- You're wasting your
time, I deleted it.

- Oh, that's too bad.

(Ruth panting)
(pensive music)

- I wanna speak to
you about something.

- Yes, Sir?

- (sighs) What
would happen if Scot

were to take the
second part of the cure

before he went stage two?

- Well, according to Reyna's
notes, it wouldn't work.

- If we could
somehow capture Scot

and the second part of the cure

before he became
stage two critical,

could you produce the cure?

- I believe so, yes.

But why would you wanna
make the cure a reality?

- I'm only exploring
options, John.

I mean, our first priority

would be to capture
him but after that,

I mean, if we could
produce the cure,

it'd be nice to
have wouldn't it?

- Wouldn't its existence
be extremely dangerous?

- Some risks are worth taking.

- And who would decide who
gets the cure and who doesn't?

- I would, John.

(computer beeps)

I would.

- [Agent Walters]
Anybody see anything?

- Nothin'.

I wanna know what
the hell is going on.

- Well, you know
as much as I do.

- Somehow, I don't
think that's true.

There's more to this
than just Reyna's murder.

I want some answers.

- I don't have any for you.

Look, I know this must be rough.

You got one cop on the
run, another one dead.

But I promise you this,

I will do everything that I
can to find out who killed her.

You have my word.

- We've got a pulse!

(pensive music)
(machine beeping)

(energetic music)

- Captain?

Captain, how was she?

- Doctor say she's
got a good chance.

I won't be able to
talk to her for awhile,

so I'm gonna need your help.

- Yeah, yeah, of course.

Were Scot and Ruth
working on anything

that led outside
the Reyna murder?

- No, no, not that I know of.

- The other night
when Haywood died,

Scot is positive that Haywood
couldn't have killed Reyna.

Do you have any idea why?

- What color eyes
did Haywood have?

- Blue, why?

(anticipatory music)

(timer beeping)

- Good-
- What are you doing?

- It's a list of safe houses.

We're gonna need
it to hide in case

of a situation like this.

- The second part of the cure
is in one of these places?

(pensive music)

Let's go.

(dramatic music)

- Freeze!

Follow 'em!

(Agent Walters yells)

(music continues)

(Norman claps)

- You pushed me off a bridge.

- Mm hm.

- I would've jumped!

- Good.

(energetic music)

(anticipatory music)

- What is this place?

(solemn music)

- I've heard this is where
stage two victims come.

It's called The Boundary.

(woman coughing)

- You folks are a
long way from home.

- (sighs) We're lost.

- I'd say.

People around here call me Doc.

- How long until the
next satellite pulse?

- About three hours.

(Agent Walters sighs)

(mug slams)

- (sighs) There's a
couple of cots over there.

You're welcome to
stay the night.

- Thanks.

- [Doc] Hope you
appreciate my cooking.

- Mm.

It's good.

Are you-

- Stage two?

No, I've got Absolon.

- Why do you live here?

- For them.

I give them medical care.

It's not much, but it's better
than a kick in the pants.

- What about the people that
haven't gone into stage two?

Do any of them ever
get back to the city?

- (chuckles) Precious few.

Once you've climbed that
far down the ladder,

it's awful hard
to climb back up.

- It's incredible
that conditions like
this still exist.

I mean, we're supposed
to be an evolved species.

- And we haven't evolved.

Technology has.

It's only taken us 200
years to completely destroy

what nature took a
gazillion years to create.

- What, you're
against technology?

- No, I'm against
its consequences.

- Every action
has a consequence.

- And we're busy paying for
those actions right now.

You think that Neurological
Degeneration Syndrome's

an accident?

Go ahead.

It's made naturally.

You two get some sleep.

I got some chores to do.

- Thank you.

(seagulls squawking)
(soft music)

(timer beeping)
(soft music)

- Yeah, it's quite a setup.

(Doc gasps)

Oh, sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you.

- That's okay.

These are my boys.

This is Adam, this is David.

This is Claire.

Okay guys, that's all for today.

Go outside and play you two.

See you later, incubator.

I don't know what
happened to their parents.

The woman who brought
them here went stage two

and after she died, I decided
I had to raise them myself.

That's very
interesting, isn't it,

Dr. Whittaker?

- How'd you know who I am?

- Well, this may be
the last frontier,

but we do have television.

(throat clears) That's
quite the reward

they put up for you two.

- That reward could buy
you a lot of Absolon.

- Yeah, I thought about that.

But then I didn't
know if you did

what they actually
said you did, so.

Besides, what happens over there

doesn't really matter
much here in The Boundary.

I'd like to show you something.

You know what that is?

- [Claire] Yeah, of course.

It's the chemical
structure of NDS.

- And this?

- [Claire] The chemical
structure of Absolon.

- [Doc] Incredibly
similar, aren't they?

- Well, they have to be.

Absolon is nothing more

than a mutated form
of the NDS virus.

- That's correct, Doctor.

Now I'd like you to look

at the gene 25 graph
on Adam's chart.

- Well, I don't understand

the point you're trying to make.

His gene 25 levels are normal

because the Absolon
is suppressing them.

- Adam has never taken Absolon.

- Well, that's not possible.

- Something in his blood that
renders him immune from NDS.

- Well, how many tests subjects

have you used to test
Adam's results against?

- Over 100.

- Naturally occurring immunity?

- Yeah, it's there, it's just
I can't locate where it is.

(sighs) I was wondering,
would you like

to stay and help me find it?

- I can't.

- It's just, there
could be something

in his blood that
could cure us all.

- I'm sorry, I can't stay.

- No harm in asking.

(soft music)

(Norman panting)

- Good morning.

- Morning.

I think it's starting.

- I don't think so.

- I feel really stiff.

- Yeah, so do I, Scot.

We jumped off a bridge into
a moving truck last night.

Remember?

Look, until you get
phase two of the cure,

you will get
progressively weaker.

- Okay.

The list has eight
addresses on it.

- Sounds good.

What's first?

- Randall Street.

(computer beeping)

- [Woman] Got it.

Address located.

- [Agent Walters] We
can be there in an hour.

- Hi.
(timer beeping)

- Hi.

- How's it going?

- Doc says I'm sick.

- I see.

- And I'm going to die.

- Did Doc tell you that?

- No, he doesn't have to.

I know what happens
to the other kids

when they get sick like me.

(Norman sighs)

- Hey, I can show you something.

- [David] What's that?

- That's my good luck charm.

I always carry it with me.

Protects me wherever I go.

- [David] Did you ever meet him?

- I believe in some ways I did.

It was a different time.

You know what?

I think he's coming back,

and you'll get to meet him, too.

You want it?

- Are you serious?

- Sure.

See you later, David.

- You sure I can't
change your mind?

- I'd like to stay, but I can't.

(pensive music)

- Straight ahead.

- Looks like you made a friend.

(music intensifies)

- Time to go.

- Follow me.

(dramatic music)

(computer beeping)

- Satellite's going down.

We're losing the signal.

- Well, get it back now.

(dramatic music)
(helicopter whirring)

- It's the old sewer line.

Leads straight into the
city, just keep to your left.

- What about you?

- I'll be all right.

Good luck.

- Thanks.

(pensive music)

- Do we have a problem here?

Then step back.

I need a fix on
his last location.

(Norman grunts)

(Norman panting)

- Okay, it's starting.

It will pass, just
try and relax.

(timer beeping)

We need to go somewhere.

You might not need
Absolon anymore, but I do.

- You're right.

But where?

- The dispensary.

- No.

We can't use credit,
they'll find us.

- Then what do we do?

- Let's go.

(pensive music)

(buzzer buzzing)

- Hi.

- Better?
- No, it doesn't expire.

We need to get more.

- What do you want?

- Answers.

- I don't have any.

- You are disappointing
me, Greer.

And I'm not in the mood
to be disappointed.

So, how long have you been

in Unified Pharmaceuticals
(indistinct)?

- I don't have to tell
you what a cop makes.

I'm not gonna retire one day,

counting my time
units and wondering

if I have enough to buy Absolon
for the rest of my life.

- Why did they put
me on the case?

- Because you're
good at your job.

- Cute.

Why not you?

- I don't do field work anymore.

It would have looked
suspicious if I took the case.

- Which brings me
back to why me?

- We had to do it by the book.

I had to follow procedure.

Walters wanted someone
who was easily controlled.

- I didn't know I wasn't
easily controlled.

(pensive music)
(Greer chuckles)

- Not in that sense.

We knew that there was
a very real possibility

that the investigator
would learn about the cure.

He might decide to
try and help them.

Walters wanted someone-

- Someone who what?
- Someone who had no life.

A person with no family, no
relationships, few friends.

Someone who'd be easy
to find if he ran.

They're gonna find you.

This is not like
the others, Scot.

They're not playing
with you anymore.

(chuckles) How long do you
think you can stay out here?

How long?
(radio announcer chattering)

- Long enough.

- [Radio Announcer]
In local news,

authorities are still
looking for Norman Scot

in connection with the murder
of two WJD agents last night.

A one-year reward is being
offered for his arrest.

In a related story, Scot's
partner, Ruth Bryant was found

at her apartment building
yesterday evening,

the victim of a knife attack.

Police would only say that
she is in critical condition

at an undisclosed hospital.

- She's alive, Scot.

She still has a chance.

(pensive music)

- I'm beginning to question
your abilities, Mr. Walters.

- I'll get him.

He's only one man.

- He's a man who has been
given a cause to fight for.

That makes him a
very dangerous man.

When will his body
be able to absorb

the second part of the drug?

- Sometime tomorrow evening.

And how long after that
before his blood cells

are able to produce
the antitoxins?

- Reyna's notes aren't
very clear on that,

but I would guess a few hours.

- I want him found.

And Mr. Walters,
I've changed my mind.

I want him alive.

(pensive music)

(Agent Walters' neck cracks)

- [Automated Voice] You
have one saved message.

- [Mrs. Scot] Hi, baby, it's me.

I'm gonna stay up at
mom's for a few more days.

I'll try and call you later.

I love you.

- They found us again, Claire.

They're tracking us somehow.

You don't seem very
concerned about it.

That bothers me.

- Well, that's because I
don't know how they found us.

And we've got more important
things to be concerned about.

- Take off your hair clip.

Come on!

And your watch.

You could have a device on
you you don't know about.

Empty your pockets.

(items clattering)

- Anything else?

- Strip.

In front of me.

- [Agent Walters] This
is a universal warrant.

- I'm sorry.

- The next place on the
list is Norton Drive.

- Let's go.

(tires squealing)
(dramatic music)

Go out the back, and
I'll be right behind ya.

(Greer grunts)

- They're in there
on the second floor.

Get moving.

(music continues)

- I have a woman in the alley.

- It's about time.

(air hissing)

- You sure have some
nice toys in here.

(music continues)

(Greer grunting)

(bomb exploding)

(shots firing)
(music continues)

(air whooshing)

(Agent Walters spits)

- At least we can
still track him.

- He found the
device, you idiots!

(monitor beeping)

- She's still very weak,

but her lung was
punctured in the attack

so it's hard for her to talk.

You have two minutes.

- Well, how you doin'?

- Scot?

- He's all right,
as far as we know.

- Ruth, do you know
what's going on?

- Reyna,

cured NDS.

- [Harris] He was
working on a cure?

- Found one.

- Who did this to you, Ruthie?

- Walters.

(pensive music)

- We'll stay at a
safe house tonight.

They'll have Absolon here.

(machine whirring)

(Claire groaning)

(Claire panting)

There's something sad about you.

- Sad?

I'm not sad.

- Dying maybe, but not sad.

- No, I see you on your
phone when you call someone,

but you don't say anything

and whenever you do you
just look, you look sad.

- It's my wife on the phone.

It's my wife.

She left one day and she said

she was gonna go
and see her mom.

She never came back.

So, the message is the
last time she talked to me.

- She died, right?

- Yes.

- NDS?

I'm sorry.

- It was a long time ago.

- Some things are
never a long time ago.

(soft music)

(water splashing)

- [Automated Voice] You are
exceeding your water allotment.

I repeat, you are
exceeding your-

(glass shatters)

- Not anymore.

(timer beeping)
(music continues)

- I saw what you did
for that little boy.

- When I was 10, my
father gave me that card.

I don't know if it was
just a child's imagination,

but when I looked at it,
I felt better, stronger.

I thought that little kid
needed it more than I did.

Are we done being
neighbors for now?

- No,

we're not.

(mellow music)

(computer beeping)

- I recovered the file
from the hard drive.

She only did a surface deletion.

- I am sick of this man.

Bring him to me.

I want some of his time before
I hand him over to Murchison.

(timer beeping)

(Norman panting)

(air whooshing)
(pensive music)

- What are you looking at?

- You killed Reyna.

- What are you talking about?

- The tape in Reyna's study.

The killer wore a mask
retracting on the right eye.

It was brown with
a yellow speck.

- You think I killed Reyna?

- How many people do you
think have an eye like that?

- Well, why would I?

Scot, listen to me.

Doesn't it make sense that
when Murchison found out

that Reyna had
perfected the cure,

he would also know
that you couldn't

have done it without my help.

Scot, Reyna and his
work are my life.

I didn't do this.

Can't you see, they killed him

and I was supposed
to be framed for it.

- Haywood was framed for it.

- Yeah, after they
found Reyna's notes

and realized there were
two serums instead of one.

Would you believe me?

- Get dressed.

We gotta move.

(sullen music)

The next closest place
(timer beeping)

is Bridge Street.

Bridge Street.

Isn't that Reyna's lab?

- Yeah, they wouldn't be there.

- Well, that's-
(tires squealing)

(dramatic music)
(helicopter whirring)

- In the car.

You don't want innocent
people to get hurt.

- Oh, let's check 'em.

Hold on.

Hey you.

Hey, fella?

- Davis here.

We've got him.

You can call off the
other surveillance teams.

(helicopter whirring)
(pensive music)

- Excuse me, Sir.

Step out of the car, please.

- Is there a problem, Officer?

- Get out of the car, Sir.

What is your name, Sir?

- Why? What has he done?

- I'm not talking to you.

- White, Allen White.

- [Officer] Do you have any
identification, Mr. White?

- No, I'm sorry, I left
my house in a hurry.

- What is this about?

- Come with me, Sir.

- We've got an important
meeting we've got to get to.

- Well, it's gonna have to
wait until this is cleared up.

- It can't wait.

Officer-
- Don't argue with me.

- Okay.

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

- [Claire] (sighs) Let me do it.

(door bangs)
(music continues)

- There's nowhere to go, Scot.

Come out now, I
won't kill the girl.

(fist thuds)
(Claire groaning)

(Norman grunting)

(wrench thuds)

(pipe clangs)
(Claire groans)

- What took you so long?

(Davis groans)

Watch out!

(Davis yells)

(pipe clangs)

(pensive music)
(Claire gasping)

(Norman groans)

- [Claire] Norman, come on.

(air whooshing)

- Claire, why did
you bring him here?

- What the hell is going on?

- When Reyna began
working on the cure,

we all knew how
dangerous it could be.

We planned, made
elaborate precautions,

but after Reyna took the
second part of the cure,

we came to you because
you had to tell Claire

and me about the results.

As he was walking across
the lobby he passed out.

They took him to the
infirmary, ran some tests.

Blood scan showed no trace of
Absolon, and no sign of NDS.

The results were
sent to Murchison.

- So, they killed Reyna
and took his notes

thinking that would end it.

- But when they
reviewed his notes,

they discovered that he
had made enough serum

for two trials, yours and mine.

- I'm just a decoy.

- I'm afraid so.

- Do I even have the cure in me?

- Yes, you do.

Please don't minimize your
contribution, Mr. Scot.

Without you, we
would never have had

the time to work in safety.

- What happens now?

- You've already been given
the second half of the serum.

We needed someone who had the
ability to elude Murchison,

and your medical records
provided the rest.

- What if I didn't elude them?

- It didn't really
matter. Mr. Scot.

They would've assumed
that cure died with you,

and we would have had enough
time to run our tests.

(serum clicks)

(liquid whooshing)

- What? What does it mean?

- It means your body isn't
producing enough antitoxins yet.

When it is, the
liquid will turn blue.

- Good.

What do we do?

- [Claire] We wait.

- We wait?

We wait for what?

(bomb exploding)
(dramatic music)

- Target is here.

(gun cocks)
(music builds)

(shot firing)

(keypad beeping)
(pensive music)

- Check him.

I have him Mr. Murchison, alive.

- John, I can't tell you how
disappointed I am in you.

So I'll show you.

(shot firing)
(Claire screams)

- No!

(Murchison imitates gun firing)

He had the cure in him!

- (chuckles) Clever.

I'm chasin' Scot all over town,

and all the while it
was right under my nose.

(pensive music)

(serum clicks)

- [Agent Walters] He really
did have the cure in him.

- Isn't that ironic?

The one who was
supposed to live dies,

and the one that was
supposed to die lives?

Come on, come on.

Clock is ticking and
as everybody knows,

time is everything today.

Test Scot.

- [Claire] If you kill
Scott, you'll kill the cure.

(liquid whooshing)
(pensive music)

- Well (sighs),

I guess we got some
time on our hands.

- And after we've
killed some time?

- It's all lies, all of it.

What Reyna invented
wasn't a cure for NDS.

It was a cure for Absolon.

- [Norman] Why?

- Because there is no
NDS anymore, is there?

- No, the virus
died off years ago.

- When a person
goes into stage two,

they're not dying
because of NDS.

They're dying because
their body chemistry

has been changed by Absolon
and they can't live without it.

It just produces the
same symptoms as NDS.

- Yeah.

- You're disgusting.

- No.

I am a realist,

and I am a pragmatist.

Now, where did Stewart
keep his notes?

- You killed Reyna.

- Beg your pardon?

Oh, no, actually
Walters killed him.

With my blessing, of course.

Walters, let's get on with this.

I have no desire to
educate our friends here

as to the realities of
the new world order.

(serum clicks)

At last, I believe it's time.

- Well, who's gonna
do the procedure?

- Don't be silly, Claire.

You are.

Or my friend, Mr.
Walters here is going

to hurt you very badly.

(pensive music)

(Norman grunts)

- And when we're finished here,

there'll be no trace
left of this place.

Now get on with it.

- [Murchison] We
don't need his body.

We only needed his blood.

Drain it.

(Norman groaning)
(pensive music)

(triumphant music)

- Times up, Walters.

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

- What's going on?

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

What the hell is going on?

Walters?

What the hell is going on?

Now don't be sloppy
again, you kill him!

Go!

Do it!

- Shut the fuck up.

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(music stops)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(leaves crunching)

(shots firing)
(dramatic music)

(gun clicking)

(pensive music)

(gun cocks)
(music continues)

(Walters grunting)
(Norman grunting)

(timer beeping)

(Norman grunts)

(shovel clattering)

(Walters grunting)
(Norman grunting)

(Walters spits)

(clip thuds)

(gun cocks)

- You're a full on loser.

(electricity crackling)

(dramatic music)

(shots firing)
(electricity crackling)

(Walters thuds)
(dramatic music)

(timer beeping)

(pensive music)
(electricity crackling)

- So long.

(siren wailing)
(dispatcher chattering)

- No one really knows what
happened to Scot and Claire

after they gave
the world the cure.

There was still many
people who wanted him dead

for the gift he gave us.

He gave the world
a second chance.

I don't know if we
deserve it or not,

but because of him, we have it.

- Did you ever meet him?

- Yes, once,

just for a moment.

(uplifting music)
(birds chirping)

(mellow techno music)

(music builds)