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I wonder...

why is it that life always requires us to overcome

so much grief, suffering, and all that other crap?

Can't we just have fun and not have to deal with any of it?

That's what was going through my head

when first I heard about Hapna.

So, obviously, I jumped on it.

Some people said that it cured the pain of a heartbreak.

I thought, "That's weird."

"How can a broken heart ever be painless?"

"Isn't this too good to be true?"

"What if I'm just being duped?"

Those thoughts did cross my mind.

Funny...

It turns out that we were all being duped.

Whoa...

There's a 100,000 Skinners?

He's all over the place.

Wow!

Get a load of that one. - Gross.

Someone must be hacking the surveillance systems...

Are they replacing all the faces with his?

Yes... and it's being done with precision.

They've altered the polygon masks,

as well as the thermal imaging.

So what are you saying?

Skinner is the one behind all this?

No way...

I'm only aware of three hackers...

that can pull off a task like this...

And who are they?

Popcorn Wizard...

Doctor 909...

and Mad Screamer.

Oh... that last one... is me.

- What? - Seriously?

There's a strong possibility,

one of the other two hackers is helping Skinner out.

- Elaina, can you find them? - I'm on it.

The surveillance cameras are no longer an option.

But this does give us one clue.

If Skinner has undergone plastic surgery

to change his appearance,

there would be no need to do all of this.

Which means?

That he's still somewhere out there...

with the same face.

Correct.

For now, I want Chris and Leland

to see what they can find at Skinner's residence.

I have a lead I can follow up on, too.

What lead do you have?

His name is Claude Cline.

He was my mentor when I worked at the Lab at my university.

In the past, he was involved in some

research projects with Skinner.

We might be able to get some kind of clue from him.

Ah, man, this sucks.

Why'd I have to get paired up with you?

Not a fan of you either...

Just do you job and I'll do mine.

Oh, come on.

We're from Smile Clean!

Yeah, and we're here to make

Mr. Skinner's home squeaky clean!

Huh? Haven't you guys been watching the news?

The owner of the house has gone missing!

Okay, but we were told we'd be paid up-front, so...

I don't care.

I was told not to let anybody get inside!

All right then, sir.

We'll just have them send the invoice to the both of you.

- Huh?! - Huh?!

Well, there's a cancellation fee

if you send us back without doing our job...

And just between us...

it's actually a pretty hefty amount...

This is on your heads!

You people are the ones who prescribed me

this crap in the first place!

So do something!

Ah-ah-choo!

Ah!

Hold up.

Where's your mentor?

They say he retired

and they don't have any information on his whereabouts.

- Oh, yeah? - However...

there's a rumor that he ended up on the streets.

If that's the case, I might be able to help you find him.

Great...

Care to explain why you're so good at this?

Really? You think so?

You're just playing dumb.

The same could be said about you.

I'm not the one hiding anything...

Okay then, what did you do

before you ended up on this team?

I traveled all over the world as a secret agent.

Yeah, right.

Let's see here...

Oh, nice. It's opened.

Cleaning crew!

Pardon us!

There sure is a lot of them out here.

So, where's this lead of yours?

Guy's name is Jerry.

Met him in prison, two stays ago.

Now I hear he's the leader of this homeless community.

What? You scared or something?

Absolutely not.

Ugh!

You don't have to act all tough in front of me.

Let's go.

- I betcha he got busted. - Are you serious?

Hey, guys, do you know anyone named Jerry?

He's supposed to be in charge of things around here.

- Jerry? - No clue.

Excuse me.

Do you know a man named Jerry?

Hey, buddy.

The guy you're talking to can't see anything.

Nothing of value to us here, huh?

Yep.

And it's no surprise

since the FBI and cops

already swept this place.

Gotta say, this house is pretty unremarkable considering

it's owned by a super famous scientist.

Know what I mean?

- Hm. - Is that Hapna?

Doesn't look like it.

You don't suppose...

this thing could be a cure to Hapna?

You're joking, right?

Yeah, there's no way.

You're not one of us, are ya?

Jill's the one who runs the show around this place.

- Jill? - That's right.

She's right behind you.

Oh, my gosh! Axel?!

- Huh...? - It's been forever!

I'm so happy to see you! Just look at you!

You haven't changed a bit!

Thanks! And look at you!

You're a woman now, Jerry!

Yep! I go by Jill now!

Well, I'm digging your new look, Jill!

Oh, you! C'mere! Mm!

Wait...

Oh, my, how many centuries has it been?

I thought that you were back in the slammer.

Yeah, but then I got out again.

Another prison break?

- Kinda. - You never learn.

So, what brings you here?

We're looking for a man named Claude.

I was told he's been seen somewhere

around this area recently.

Listen.

I'm a transgender woman with a record,

who's also gone through bankruptcy.

Around here, that's not an uncommon story.

Some folks were happy to hear the world is ending...

Even though you'll never hear them say it out loud.

These people have circumstances that have led them here.

So you have to understand that it's common courtesy

not to go digging up anybody's past.

Well...

Back when I was an academic researcher,

a guy said to me...

"There will never be a black Einstein."

And that it was impossible for people like us

to win a Nobel Prize...

no matter how hard "we" tried.

Unfortunately, I ended up hitting him...

That man... was the dean of the university.

I was kicked out of the academy for my actions,

but Professor Claude stood up for me until the very end.

And to this day...

I have yet to thank him.

Show me his picture.

What's the matter, Professor?

Whoop his butt already.

Hm...

Queen to Bishop.

Huh?

Hm.

The Professor's gonna win.

Oh, yeah, it's over.

Bishop to King, checkmate.

Oh.

- He got it! - No way!

Now I'm out 3 days worth of food!

Goddammit!

Is that you, Doug?

It's been a long time...

Professor.

Yo, dude!

Wanna play a game against me?

You must be surprised.

Seeing how I've hit rock bottom like this.

To be honest, I need your help.

I'm looking for Skinner right now.

Ah, yes.

Things are a real mess.

Do you happen to know where he might be?

Hm.

I haven't talked with that man for years.

Little did I know,

that humanity would one day be killed,

by the medicine he invented.

Any information would help no matter how trivial.

Hm.

- Professor? - Huh?

Right...

It's gonna be one-on-one.

You take the ball first.

How's 20 bucks a game sound?

Sounds good to me!

I imagine that Skinner was someone

who most people saw as an honorable man.

But he was obsessed...

His research blinded him to everything around him.

Including the time of day,

and that made him a nuisance to all the people

he worked with...

It was exhausting,

and I knew I wouldn't able to keep up...

So, I just cut all ties with him.

But then as I watched him rise to prominence,

it made me jealous.

I desperately wanted to outdo him.

To somehow leave my mark on the world.

And that frustration drove me

to falsify the results of my research.

It lead to the university firing me...

and that's how I ended up here.

Ugh!

No way! How's that fair?!

Oh, right...

I just remembered.

This one time we got into

a passionate discussion about baklava...

Baklava?

Isn't that a middle eastern pastry?

Yes.

Skinner told us

that his Grandmother Belinda

made the best baklava in the world.

He raved on about how magical her recipe was,

and that no one could ever make it the same way.

His grandmother?

As I remember...

he mentioned she lived somewhere in Istanbul.

But I couldn't tell you if she's still around now.

Thank you, Professor.

And I appreciate you standing up for me back then.

Huh?

Ugh!

No freakin' way!

So, tell me. Do you guys go way back?

No... We just met.

Well, as you can see...

Axel is the type of guy who can easily make himself at home.

Doesn't matter where he is, even prison.

But then, before you know it,

he just up and vanishes.

I tell ya, that one...

he's a real mystery.

Just be careful who you try to swindle next time.

Damn.

Don't ever come back here!

Let's get outta here.

You found your clue, didn't cha?

Hm? Yeah.

See you around, Jill!

Come back soon, Axel!

I'll be waiting for ya, sweetie!

No ID number.

No tax records, and no social security.

There's nothing coming up for Skinner's grandmother

on any database under the name of "Belinda."

Does she really exist?

I mean, even Skinner has a grandmother...

Actually, we have no data on her.

Maybe it was erased intentionally?

That's a possibility.

- Guys, hold on. Check this out. - Hm?

This area is known for its high crime rate.

No surveillance cameras or visual data available.

Sounds like a perfect hideout. Skinner might be there.

I think we might be getting lured into a trap...

Can't deny that.

Then we should go and see it for ourselves, right?

It takes about 6 hours...

Take the Hyper Cube to Istanbul...

Sounds like our only option.

We finally made it here!

Leland, what are you wearing?

Well, you know, I figured it was best to blend in

since they said it's not safe around these parts.

Do you think it's working?

Yeah, I'm sure it is.

Hey, hold up! Where are you going?

I'm gonna prance around town for a while.

That should get their attention.

We're dealing with targets who mask their traces,

so I set up some float traps.

And that's what these are?

Yes. They monitor all transactions

that go through the node point.

I performed a pseudo-deconstruction

on the multiple compression functions

of the hash algorithm.

Uh, layman's terms, please.

Essentially, they're decoys.

That makes sense...

Huh?

Ugh! Oh, hello there.

Let me just say that, um, we're not here to cause any trouble!

Well, Except for the fact that we do look super sketchy.

So, in times like these...

we run for it!

Huh?! Hey, wait! Ugh!

- Ugh! - Uh-oh.

Let's go!

Whoa!

Aah!

- Time to jump! - Huh?!

Here is your chamomile tea.

Why, thank you.

Do you know where the prince is at?

Aah!

Hey...

It's the prince!

What the?

Where'd you go now?

Here you are, Your Highness.

Oh, sorry, but I'm kinda in a hurry...

Huh?!

Hey, stop it!

It's not a watch!

Leave it alone!

Ugh!

Enough already...

Aah!

Please, no!

Listen...

the only reason we came here

is to eat some of Grandma Belinda's baklava!

Baklava?

- Baklava? - Belinda?

- Huh? - Belinda?

Belinda...

Oh...

Huh?

So, how's the Istanbul team doing?

I haven't heard anything.

Maybe they're dead?

According to their vitals on their bracelets,

we at least know they're alive.

Well, okay then.

But frankly,

I don't understand why Hersch made Leland go.

Aren't we better suited for this mission?

Hm...

He gives off grandson vibes.

Coming!

Yes, I know. Just hold on a moment!

Thanks for waiting.

Are you boys the visitors who came from out of town to see me?

Uh, yes ma'am!

This is for you lads.

Yes!

Well, don't just stand there.

Come on in!

I'm sorry, Miss Belinda.

We hate to drop in on you unannounced like this...

Those boys didn't mean any harm.

They're just misguided. - Really?

I hope you can forgive them.

No worries...

I'm sorry I had to roughed them up a little bit.

Well, here's the baklava you've been craving.

- Ooh! - Ooh!

Eat as much as you'd like.

So sweet!

And tasty!

Awesome!

Pace yourselves, boys.

Would you mind telling me who you two are?

Please don't share this with anyone,

but the truth is...

we're secret agents.

- Huh? - Huh?

Do you mean...

like James Bond?

- Yeah... Something like that... - Ooh!

- No! You can't say that! - It's all right...

We're all about transparency these days.

So... do you have a "License to Kill"?

Of course.

Very well, then...

You must be here to ask about my grandson.

It's been years since I last saw him.

It's not like I was keeping it a secret.

It's just that no one ever bothered to ask me.

Still nothing?

No...

They say patience is a virtue.

You see, he tragically lost both of his parents

when he was little.

So I stepped up to raise him in his mother's absence.

What was he like?

He was a normal little boy,

and a kindhearted crybaby.

Nothing unusual there.

No matter the years...

or the chaos he has caused...

To me... he's still just the cute little grandson I raised.

That's weird.

I think I've seen this flower somewhere before.

Ah, that's right...

That is something he brought for me.

Apparently, it's a very rare variety of tulip

that hardly blooms.

Do you remember the last time you talked to Skinner?

Let's see... about 3 years back.

Yes. That's right.

He sent me a video message.

Wait here a moment.

They're not moving...

Not an inch...

What are they wasting time on?

Hello, Belinda!

How have you been?

I've been pretty busy with work lately.

I wanted to visit for Christmas and have your baklava,

but it seems like I'm not going to be able to make it.

Once things settle down, I promise I'll come home.

So take good care of yourself until then.

Bye for now.

I gotta say, that doesn't look like the kind of guy

who would commit the world's worst massacre.

A fresh batch of my baklava is almost ready, boys!

Great!

- Hm. It's Skinner. - Huh?

He's gotta be watching us from somewhere.

He wants to make sure that Belinda is okay.

So do you think...

he's watching us right now?

What is that?

Yo, Skinner.

You see me in there?!

Remember this face!

I'm coming after you!

Your ass is mine!

They took the bait!

Who? Where?

I've figured out where Doctor 909's hidden wallet is!

Hidden wallet?

Time to get wrecked.

♪ I ♪

♪ I must be losing my mind ♪

♪ I keep on trying to find a way out ♪

♪ There's no need ♪

♪ You don't lock the door anymore ♪

♪ I ♪

♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba ♪

♪ You know I never go out ♪

♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba ♪

♪ And you know I start to forget things ♪

♪ It's okay they weren't essential anyway ♪