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(ominous music)

So what did Josh say?

He built Darros a new printer.

Apparently, he wanted to create
a different version of himself,

but I think there was
a test print.

A young version of Lucy.

You knew?

How are we gonna stop this
if you're not...

We've got specials,
scrod stuffed with-

We won't be ordering food.

(music playing softly
over radio)

What's going on?

Look, I know I gave you
the impression

like we were aligned somehow.
- Well, we-we are,

I mean, we have been...
- Well, things have changed.

We're gonna go to my car,

and you're gonna call Lucy,
and you're gonna tell her

to meet you...
in a calm, convincing voice.

No.

(ominous music)

Yes.

(exhales)

Why are you doing this?

Car's over there.

I know you don't believe
in what Darros is doing.

That's why you were helping me.

Just doing what
I was hired to do.

Get in.

Tell her to meet us at
the Twin Elms reservoir

in 20 minutes.

What does he have on you?

My brother.

Your brother what?

He was active duty
in Operation Lifeline.

A drone hit and injured
his spinal cord.

Told him he'd never walk again.

So you took the job
with Darros

to get your brother into
the advanced rehab program?

But now Darros knows
I've been helping you.

If I don't bring Lucy in...

There are other
treatment centres...

Not for the kind
of injury that he has.

I'm all he has.

I'm responsible for him.

Then you'll understand
why I can't call Lucy.

I don't think you understand
what this means to Darros.

I don't know what his plan is,

but I know that he's willing
to hurt people to protect it.

You and me.

So pick up the phone... now.

(phone beeps)

(struggling grunts)

(gunshot)

(ethereal music)

(laughing)
- Did you see

that meathead's face, though?

He was all like, "Ah, two
badass babes in a truck!

My worst nightmare!"

(chuckles)
- He is not dead, though,

and he will keep coming for us.

He's definitely disfigured!
Definitely.

Here, use these phones.

Text your mom,
let her know you're okay.

And I already texted Kira
to tell her we got Jules,

but do you want
to reach out to her?

I told her I would find you.

You found me.

Can you stop telling us
to text our wives

and just sing this song with me?

♪ I'm a streetwalking cheetah

♪ With a heart full of napalm

(upbeat rock music playing)

♪ I'm a runaway son
of the nuclear A-bomb ♪

♪ I am the world's
forgotten boy ♪

♪ The one who searches
and destroys ♪

♪ Honey, gotta help me, please

♪ Somebody better save my soul

♪ Baby, detonate for me

(all): Oh!

♪ Look out, honey,
'cause I'm using technology ♪

(phone chiming)
- You lived here?

Hello, Lucy's burner phone.

(Jack): Oh? You're alive
and hilarious.

Yeah, hi. Um, I'm sorry,

I texted you as soon as I could.

It was... a crazy night.

Um, but we're all...
We're all safe now.

(distant sirens wailing)

How's Charlie?

She's fine.

I'm glad that you're fine.

I've been trying to reach you.

Tina got a hold
of some fake passports for us.

So I'm on my way now.

Oh, I...

I didn't realise
that was happening.

We talked about this,
we can't stay

in Tina's guest room forever.

No, of course, it's just...

There's just a lot
to figure out

before we can get
out of here safe.

If we're gonna fall off
the grid for a while,

we need to be prepared.

I assume that's the plan, right?

Yeah, of course. You're right.

Right. Well, I'm gonna pick
these up. I'll keep you posted.

Okay.

(phone clicks)

No, wait, wait, wait.
I thought Kira

destroyed the printer.

Darros rebuilt the machine.

- You saw it?
- Yeah; I saw where I was made.

These little ink jets
that made my skin.

A tank where all
my parts settled.

I mean, whatever, we're all
made by something, right?

And Darros printed himself out.

This kid Xander tried to tell me
he was a gardener or some shit.

But he's really Paul Darros,
printed out at 18.

But if Darros only cares
about his legacy, why print you?

Kira said she didn't even
know there was a scan

of Eleanor at 16.

I don't know.
No one would tell me.

But we're gonna figure it out.

Darros' prized possession.

So, clearly I had to take it.

(soft eerie music)

First time your friend
from church

told you his mom
printed his other mom?

But how can...

I-I mean this machine...

I don't understand.
It just prints people?

It, it prints, like,
copies of people.

From, what, their DNA?

Their medical scans,

the ones you get
at your annual physical.

- And that works?
- For their bones, their organs,

and their brain, but...

but we're more than just that.

It doesn't sound so bad.

You lost your mom
and then you got her back.

But I didn't.

She looks the same,
and she sounds the same but...

but when I look at her now,
I don't...

I don't see God in her.

Why?

Creation,
that's something God does.

(Lucas breathing unsteadily)

Hey, hey.

It's okay. I'm here for you.

You know that you're the only
thing that's real in my life?

The only person I can,
like, trust.

Thank you.

What is this thing?

I don't know.
He keeps it in this crazy

glass case in his office.

I've never seen anything
like this before.

But I'm more
of a neurobiology nerd,

not a tech nerd.

(inhales)

I might know somebody
who can help us.

Who?

Um. A resident here.
Someone I used to know.

Did you just stare off
into the distance for a second?

Okay, she's my ex.

- Ooh!
- Classic us.

- Will Jack mind?
- Who's Jack?

Her boyfriend.

- Really?
- Okay.

- That's what I said!
- A boyfriend!

Can we focus on something
other than my love life, please?

Yes, sure,
let's go meet the ex.

Um, we can't all go.
I don't want to spook her.

And, you know,

we are pretty spooky.

Now I'm thinking
she's embarrassed by the ex.

- Lazy eye, maybe?
- Jesus Christ.

Okay, you guys stay here
and get to know yourself better.

(chortles)

- Boyfriend?
- I know.

(door closes)

Call Lucas.

(car chimes)

(ringing tone)

Hey, friends,
it's Lucas. Leave word.

(beeps)

Lucas, it's Mom.
Uh, call me, okay?

We... something...

We should probably both
get out of town. Call me.

Oh, Felix.

(ominous music)

(guitar strumming)

She's not picking up.

I know she's gotta be in.

Jeopardy's on,
and she never misses it.

She does when
she's on a bender.

How long has she been gone?

Couple days.

Hasn't been here
since she got fired.

We've gotta go find her.

Haven't we done enough today?

Don't you have a good-looking
guy waiting up for you?

He's out getting us
new passports.

New passports? What are you...
You going somewhere?

Yeah, Jack wants, um...

We, we wanna go somewhere
new and start over.

(scoffs)

What about
the rest of this mess?

If PJ can figure out
what this is for,

I'll get leverage on Darros

and we can finally
shut him down.

And then me
and Jack and Charlie,

we can start somewhere clean.

(sighs)

Please, Craig, come on.

There's nobody better
at talking somebody

off of a ledge than you.

You don't even
know where she is.

Sadly, if she is on a bender,

I know exactly where she is.

(sighs)

You've been through
a rough couple of days.

You okay?

I'm fine.
(sighs)

If you're anything
like me...

Guess you are...

You might say you're fine,

you might even convince yourself.

It doesn't actually
mean you're okay.

And if you're like me,

you know I'm not really
the cry-on-my-sleeve

kind of girl.

Lucy told me that you've been
having bad dreams.

A memory?

Yeah, we both do.

(exhales)

It's the day our father died.

He committed suicide.

Shit.

I couldn't tell.

So, he...

I thought maybe
I'd hurt someone.

No. He was struggling.

Jesus.

Any other life highlights?

Well, on the bright side...

We have a good marriage
and a beautiful son.

Less sunny is we die
of early-onset Alzheimer's.

Can't you do anything?

What do you mean?

I read your file at Darros'.
You're brilliant.

Your discoveries
in neurobiology,

they're groundbreaking.
- I developed a drug.

It doesn't work with
early-onset cases.

It can't help us.

So you're just giving up?

You're just gonna
let us lose our minds?

Part of being a scientist
is accepting certain realities.

When was the last time
you saw your mom?

Jules, wait!

(exhales sharply)

If you're gonna doom me
to a slow and painful death,

I think you at least owe me
the courtesy

of looking at what's coming
to us in the face.

And maybe Melissa will know
how Darros got the scan

of us at 16.

C'mon, let's go stare
into the abyss and...

- Jules...
- Accepting reality!

Isn't that what you just said

real scientists do?
(elevator dings)

Come on!

(distant sirens wailing)

(indistinct chatter)

You got two minutes before
the doctors realise

no one's there
to mop up their mess.

We appreciate you taking
care of us on such short notice.

Wow, yeah, these are...
These are, these are great.

I'll transfer you the money.

(phones chime)

Since you're legit,
you can come back after closing

and we can do the face scans.

Once a month, I get
free run of the place

to do some power-washing.

Wait, wait. I didn't think
these needed biometrics.

Oh, you thought you could
just snap 'em up

and fly off to Bora Bora?

You ever been to
the Cumbia thrift store before?

Mm-mm.

PJ and I used to come here

to party when we got blackballed
from the bars.

(rhythmic music playing
over speakers)

Hey!
(Jack): Hey.

- That was fast.
- Yeah, look,

I got the passports,
but they have to scan our faces

and it has to be tonight.

Tonight?
Jack, I don't know if I can...

We might not get another
shot at this, Lucy.

This woman, she's not
someone you reschedule with.

Okay.

Text me when and where.
I'll be there.

Yeah, I don't know,
if we find her,

how much help she's gonna be.

See that vending
machine in the front?

- Uh-huh.
- Get an energy drink,

a honey bun, and as much
beef jerky as you can buy.

Got it.

(background chatter)

I saw Felix's last
retrospective at the Geffen.

Anyone who thinks
installation art is dead...

- No, no.
- Is an idiot.

It's about the flow,
about the... You know, right?

The lack of flow maybe?

All of this is made entirely
of hand-rolled paper.

(background chatter,
muffled noises)

(people laughing)

- Get out!
- Yeah, right through here!

Yes!

This is Medici discovering
a young Leonardo da Vinci.

Also, I think, but, you know,

we can talk buyers
another time...

- Felix!
- Just, uh, a second.

- Felix, uh...
- So sorry, Henri.

- Uh, is Lucas here?
- You're late.

You've just cost me a sale

and you look like a lunch lady.

I, uh, came across
some unexpected challenges.

God, is that blood?

No, it's just a scratch.
Is Lucas here?

Uh, yes. I saw him
in the lobby

but I haven't had a chance
to talk to him or anything.

- I need to tell him that...
- To tell him what? Huh?

That even more of his life
has been a lie?

Oh, God, did Eleanor,
your mother...

She's not my mother.

(exhales)

- That's not true.
- Did you know?

I'm sor... Know what?
What is going on?

- She's not even Eleanor.
- Of course she is.

Hang on! Can I please
get a recap here?

Or a "Last week on..."
or something, someone, please?

Eleanor is an imposter.
She's a lie.

And you're the liar
who made her.

- Lucas, please...
- What do you mean "made her"?

What does that mean?
- That's right.

My real mom has been
dead for two years.

Isn't that right?

Oh, good God, Kira, no.

I-I was trying to save her.

I tried to save her!

I-I didn't want you
to lose her!

No, you didn't want
to lose her!

And this is what happens
when you think

that there's nothing bigger
or higher than you!

But you are not God.

You're just a sad, lonely woman
who can't accept loss.

No, no, Lucas, Lucas!
Listen to me!

I know you are angry
and you're upset, okay?

But there are,
there are people out there,

and I have pissed them off.

Okay, if we don't leave town...
- I don't care.

- They will pressure you...
- I don't care. Okay?

You stole my chance
to say goodbye to my mother.

- No.
- My real mother.

I'm not spending
another second with you.

Lucas, please.

(Felix clears throat)

Well,

I do believe you owe me
an explanation.

Don't you, Dr. Frankenstein?

You were right about
one thing.

Disappearing is fun.

(belches)

Lovely. I know that
you're having

a really low moment right now,

but I could use your brain.

Do you know what this is?

Oh, yeah. I know what this is.

You need me for something.

PJ, please.

I remember the last time
you needed me for something.

What was it again? Oh, right.

Just four months of tender,
loving companionship.

I am really sorry about that.

It was not a great time for me...
(PJ scoffs)

I'd come knock
on your door every morning

with fresh coffee.

It was shitty,
but it was hot and free.

Best part of my morning
for a while.

And then, one day,
you were just gone.

And I was alone.

Nobody needed me anymore.

PJ.

Lucy could've been more
honest with you.

It's one of the many things
that she could work on.

But you can help her start
that work by forgiving her.

That's a power that you have.

(rhythmic music playing
over speakers)

(sighs)

It's a security token.

Multi-factor authentication
to access bank information.

A key to stuff people
wanna keep super secure.

But then what
about the pictures?

I don't know.

Some bullshit
budget code probably.

It belongs to a billionaire.

I'm sure it's trickier
than that.

Maybe.

Depends on what kind of
computing power they have here.

(phone chimes)

(exhales)

All right.
Here you go, Melissa.

The usual: mint chocolate chip.

I don't mean to be difficult,
but I ordered the soup.

It's ice cream night, Melissa.

You seem very nice...
(door closes)

...but I'm afraid I'm going to
have to ask to see the manager.

This isn't what I ordered.

I don't like sweets.

Melissa, it's Peter.

I'm one of your aides.

I think you might be feeling
a little confused.

Yeah. All right. All right.

Okay.

Hey, you two.

Oh, the chocolate looks good.

You enjoy, okay?

Hi, Mom.

I-I-I'm expecting somebody.

Mom. It's me.

It's Eleanor, your daughter?

Don't be ridiculous.

You're not Eleanor.

- Mom, it's me.
- You clearly don't appreciate

all the things
that I've had to deal with.

If you had any idea
what I have been through,

but it's always about you,
isn't it?

I'm sorry that I haven't
been to see you for a while.

How are you?
- I'm very busy.

Mom. Mom,

has anyone ever asked you
for medical records of mine?

A body scan from
when I was younger?

There's never enough time.

You would understand that
if you'd ever made any effort.

Mom, I'm sick.

You're not sick.
You look fine.

It's not that kind of sick.

Oh, you're so dramatic.
(chuckles)

There's nothing wrong with you.

Actually, there is.

I don't understand
what's happened to my soup.

Have you seen the waiter?

I'm gonna start
to forget things.

(soft music)

Eleanor.

Ask me what
you came here to ask.

What's it like?

Forgetting the things that
you never wanted to remember

in the first place,

that's not so bad.

And the things you do
want to remember,

the blessing is that you don't
know what they are.

The thing that's
really terrifying,

that'll keep you awake at night,

is that you don't know
who you are.

Mm. This is delicious.

(Kira): I know what
you're gonna say.

All right, then.
Why don't you say it for me?

That I'm...

I'm a monster.

That more than anybody,

I should know better than
to play God.

Uh, that I'm awful.

What I did was unforgivable.

Well, that's all true.

Except for the last bit.

Kira, when Colin got sick,

I found myself begging,

praying even,

for something
to make him better.

And I'd have done anything
to save him.

And if I'd had the opportunity

to have another weird,

nerdy, wonderful Colin
in my life, for even a week...

I don't know, I might've done
exactly what you did.

But you're right.

You of all people should know

not to play evil genius
with human life.

I'm so tired of the lies

and the guilt and the worrying

about Lucy and trying to find
a cure for Eleanor.

And I've put everybody at risk.

Yes, you have.

Which is why it's time
to hitch up

your big-girl knickers

and fix your mistake.

What if I can't?

Oh, Kira Cassandra Manning.

You have put a terrifying new
technology out into the world,

and it's your responsibility

to work out what
it's being used for

and to destroy it.

My middle name
isn't Cassandra.

I know.

But I needed a good middle name
to land that speech.

For God's sake,
don't tell my mom.

Oh Christ, never.

God, she'd flay us both.

I'm so sorry for your loss, darling.

(indistinct chatter)

(exhales)

(car door closes)

After my dad died...

we never talked about
what happened.

It was just too...

it was too messy for her.

Everything had to be
okay all the time.

There was no room
for anything else.

What would you have said
to her if you had the chance?

I would have told her...

that I needed her to tell me
it wasn't my fault.

I would've told her
that I wasn't okay.

Do you think
it would've helped?

It might have.

(phone beeps)

(exhales)

Who are you texting?

Kira. You're right,
we shouldn't give up.

It's time to find out
what kind of treatment

she's been working on.

Great. Let's go.

This is between me and Kira.

I'll take you to Settlement
and I'll wait

until Lucy gets there.
- No, it's fine.

Lucy will be there soon,

and I don't need a babysitter.

I know.

So you can hook up
to your work portal

with these old junkers?
- Oh, computers are like

a fine wine. As they age,

plug three of them together,
pray they work.

Well, let's just try
to keep this low-key, ladies.

Success.

Okay, so the King of Divorce

used me to track the opposition.

These rich couples
are hiding cash in the Caymans

when they split up,
and that's where I come in,

sniff out those funds
like an offshore truffle pig.

- Okay...
- I built this program

that can scan a security token
and identify what kind

of hidden cash
it's connected to...

crypto, offshore banks.

Divorce lawyers do the rest.

'Kay, so you should be able
to see what accounts

Darros' token is connected to?

Oh, it's not
a matter of "should."

(beeping)

I can smell those truffles.

(sinister music)

What's going on?

(beeping)
(Lucy): What's going on, PJ?

(alarm blaring)

It's a slam.

- What does that mean?
- It means that this thing

knows I'm an unauthorised user,
and is shutting down

the store's system.

Okay, this is not low-key!

- What?
- What are... What are you doing?

PJ! What are you doing?
We need that!

What the hell, PJ!

(Craig): What the...
(Lucy): Shit!

Watch out.

(alarm continues)

What the hell, PJ?

This device beat my program,

infected every computer
in this store,

and is made out of some kind
of incombustible material.

So what does that mean?

It means whatever box
this opens

is some kind of hardcore,

deepest-of-deep-state,
super-max shit.

Shit, Lucy, what the hell
are you involved in?

(clears throat)

Unless you're going
to buy something,

you all have to leave.

Come with us.
We'll give you a ride.

I'm not going back.

She has to want it
for herself.

(exhales)

PJ, you know where to find me.

Okay, uh...

take care of yourself.

I will. Hey, um...

Do you think if we had met
when we were younger,

or even older,

we might have made it?

How 'bout this?

If we both survive
the next couple of days,

I will bring you coffee
and we'll talk about it. Okay?

(insects chirping)

Depending on levels
of exposure for law enforcement.

I don't anticipate
resistance there.

Hey, I'm sorry I'm late, sir.

I would've been here sooner.

Obviously, I had to pay a little
stop to medical services.

Those little bitches...

We don't use
that word anymore, Tom.

And you're not late,
'cause I didn't call you in.

(exhales sharply)

Oh. 'Kay, um, well, um,

I mean, obviously,
Lucy and Jules escaped,

but I got their
license plate number,

so if Emily's in position,
we just...

Emily's dead.

(ominous music)

What?

(beeping)

This is her vehicle. Incinerated.

And this is her mandible.

It's the only thing
we were able to recover

after the explosion.

We matched it
to her dental records.

Wait, Dr. Manning did this?

You let Dr. Manning do this

when you assured me
that Emily could handle

something this simple.

Well, then there's only
one response now.

I get a couple of guys...

Myung is taking over

the search
for Lucy and Jules, Tom.

And Kira? You're just gonna
let her get away with this?

You've lost your ear, Tom.

Maybe you should, uh,

take a week off.

- I don't need a week...
- Mm?

Go get a sound bath.

Do some hot yoga.

Whatever you need.

I've personally taken over
handling Dr. Manning.

(sighs)

Hey.

(exhales)

I'm glad you messaged me.

How are you?

You said that, uh,

you've been working on
new transplant techniques.

Yeah, I-I've been printing
neurons, putting them into rats.

But you can't
get them to activate.

No. I've tried
all kinds of stimulants,

nothing works.

But the treatment
I've been putting in your tea,

it's out of Wake Forest and...
- You said...

You said that that delays
the onset of symptoms?

Why haven't I heard of it?

There were serious
adverse effects,

so they never published.

But...

the treatment only works
with the antibodies

from a healthy mitochondrial
genetic match.

Lucas?

(ominous music)

(scoffs)

You've been busy.

Printing me, drugging me.

Look, I thought
if it gave you two more years,

it'd be worth it.

I went and saw
my mother today.

I went with Jules.

I haven't met Jules yet.
What's she like?

She's stubborn as hell.

Sounds familiar.

My mother...

has become an angry,

lost shadow,

and I don't want that
for Jules, or for Lucy.

I know that there's
a non-lethal way

to activate the neurons.

We just haven't found it yet.

Look, if you think
there's a chance,

I will work with you.

I've got two more years,
let's use them.

But let me be clear:

this isn't about us.

I don't even...

I don't even know
if there is an "us" anymore.

This is about the work.

This is not forgiveness.

(soft music)

(door closes)

(computerised voice):
Ground floor.

(exhales)

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

Wait, wait, what?

That's impossible.

They don't have authority.
No, I'll be right there.

Who was that?

It was my head of security.

The FDA is in the building.
There's been a report

of biological contamination,
and they're gonna shut us down.

- What?
- I have to stop them.

Wait, wait, no. Don't do that.

Do you have any idea
how many organs I have

ready for transplant?
I mean, people will die...

Yes. Think!

Clearly, this is connected
to Darros.

If you go back in there,
you could get arrested.

There might be
a criminal investigation.

We have to go. Now.

(soft music)

♪ Falling back to grieving

♪ Are they disappearing

♪ Or are you someone else

♪ Are we all someone else

♪ Are we undetermined

♪ Are we all someone else

♪ Are we undeserving

♪ Innocence, innocence ♪

I can still get to Jack.

What?

I didn't say anything.

Well, your face says plenty.

(phone chiming)

Hey, can I call you back?

Are you with Jules
at Settlement House?

No, I...
What are you talking about?

I thought she was with you!

Darros just shut down Additive.

He's escalating things.

She shouldn't be by herself.
I just tried her,

but she's not picking up.

Um, okay, I'm-I'm close.
I can go get her.

You gonna make a U-turn?

(breathes deeply)

I have to.

I once dated two women
with the same name

at the same time.

I couldn't choose;
I lost them both.

It was "the Paradox of Joyce."

One of these days,
you're gonna have to choose,

between this way and that way.

(breathing unsteadily)

(exhales)

(tense music)

(beeping)

Your lady better hurry up.
I'm almost done here.

Just gonna be a couple
more minutes. I promise.

And I don't have all night.

This is her. This is her.
One minute. I swear.

Where the hell are you?

(Lucy): I'm going to be late.

But I am still coming.

We're-we're all
waiting for you.

I'm so sorry.
I have to go get Jules.

She might be in danger,
but I will be there

as soon as I can.

Lucy-Lu...
(phone clicks)

The raid?

Yeah.

Darros, he thinks
I crossed him.

Why?

There's a woman who works
for him.

Her name's Emily.

(gunshot)
- Oh my god!

(high-pitched ringing)

(groans)

(breathing deeply)

Are you hit?

No. Are you?

(breathing heavily)

You don't have to do this.

You don't want to, I can tell.

I don't have a choice.

If I cross him again,
knowing what I know...

I can help you.

Darros will find me if I run,

just like he's been
hunting Lucy.

I can't just... disappear.

Maybe you can.

(tense music)

(beeping)

(beeping)

- You didn't have to help her.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah, I-I did.

Darros can come for me
all he wants,

but I am done letting him
hurt other people.

(Xander): Look, I just need
something from you-

(Jule): You need to leave!

...mean you any harm!
I just need something...

Jules!

Are you okay?

Who is this?

Darros' beta.

He was waiting for me
in here like a creep.

How did he find you?

I messaged Wes online.

- Y-you did what?
- I'm sorry.

Who are you?

She's another printout.

You're less special
by the second, huh?

Did Darros send you?
- No.

I'm here on my own.
I need the drugs.

Ugh!

Well, first of all, let me
commend you for coming here.

You're in a safe place.

- He means this.
- That's it!

It made me see something
in his past.

I-I need to know who he was
if I'm gonna become him.

You think we're gonna
to help you become Darros?

You're delusional!

You don't understand.

My whole life
is about becoming him,

being good at being him!

Listen, we just need
five more minutes, please.

Time's up, buddy.
Window is closed.

Okay, she's coming.

Please, please, just...
We need this.

Don't make me embarrass you
in front of your kid.

Too late.

Do you know
what this key is for?

- How did you get that?
- How do you think?

Do you know what
Darros is planning?

- Back off! Okay?
- Okay.

I didn't want to do this!

Oh my...

(gunshot)

(soft music)

(mellow music)

(♪)