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I don't want to wait outside. That's my son. You can't help us in there.
Graham!
Where's Justin?
Is he all right? Can I see him?
Flatlined on all monitors.
I don't think the press needs a statement today, Graham.
You're absolutely right.
What are you going to tell them?
Go away.
It's a clean dream.
Go get a sympathy vote.
Rebecca, that's cruel.
You know, I would never use our tragedy for political gain.
You might know that. I don't know that.
I don't know anything anymore.
We're going to be alone forever now, aren't we?
No.
We don't have to be.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
I don't know if I can go through that again.
It took us so long to get pregnant the first time.
Rebecca, come with me to the lab.
I want to show you something.
Please, Graham, can't this wait?
Honestly, Rebecca.
Rebecca,
did Lucy call?
Mrs. Highfield, I am very sorry.
This must seem like an inexcusable intrusion, but your husband thought it
very important.
Is it ready?
Yes, sir. It's ready to be heard.
Take a look.
What is it? It's called a
blastocyst, Mrs. Highfield.
It's the first few cells of a human embryo. They're used for making clones.
After insemination, the resulting embryo regrows into an identical copy of the
original organism.
Well, I still don't understand what I'm doing here.
Thank you.
Yes, sir.
Excuse me.
Rebecca, please understand.
I did what I did out of love.
After Justin died, I asked Dr. Cole to harvest cells from his brain and his
spinal cord to begin the procedure.
It's a fun bit.
There is nothing wrong with your television.
Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are now controlling the transmission.
We control the horizontal and the vertical. We can either lead you with a
thousand channels or expand one single image to crystal clarity and beyond.
We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.
For the next hour, We will control all that you see and hear.
You
are
about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the deepest inner
mind to the outer limits.
Humans appear to be the only animals aware of their own mortality.
When death comes, we console ourselves with its inevitability.
But when the unthinkable happens and a child dies before a parent, the natural
order is turned upside down, as are the lives left behind.
My God, Graham.
We just buried our son this morning.
I can't talk about this right now. I need more time. Rebecca, please.
We don't have more time.
I wish we did, but you heard what Dr. Cole said.
These cells will only be viable for another 48 hours.
If we're going to do the implantation, we have to do it now. You expect me to
make a decision like this in two days?
I realize it's hard to absorb all at once.
Especially with how devastated you are.
Apparently more devastated than you.
That's not fair.
You think I don't get nightmares of Justin falling over and over again?
I know.
Rebecca, please.
Dr. Cole has taken a handful of nerve cells.
and turned them into a living embryo.
That's never been done before.
You realize how lucky we are?
Lucky?
How can you say that?
Our son is dead.
Rebecca, everything Justin was is in those cells.
We can make him live again.
You make it sound as if our goldfish died.
And all we have to do is go to the pet store and get a replacement for him. And
then everything's going to be the same. I know. It can never be the same.
But maybe we've been given a chance to make things even better than they were
before.
I have to ask how you're doing.
Maybe this will help lift your spirits.
It's from Dr. Cole.
It's something you need to see.
I'm not ready to make any kind of decision.
Rebecca.
Dr. Cole has created a genetic development simulation, a computer model
predict how her cloned embryos will develop.
I really don't want to see it.
Look, Rebecca.
Look.
That's Justin.
Just like the day he was born.
Oh, my God.
It really is Justin.
Simulation can extrapolate how the new child will look through grows and ages.
Watch.
It's just in the 20.
It's 20?
Already an inch taller than his dad.
He can have such a long life ahead of him, Rebecca.
Doesn't he deserve that?
Now, Mrs. Highfield, you're going to feel a little bit of pressure, but no
I can promise you that.
All right. Deep breath.
Here we go.
That's it. Easy.
Easy.
Easy.
Good.
That's good.
Okay. Now, Mrs. Highfield, nice deep breath.
Honey, I've got to get going.
You don't keep the governor waiting.
The governor?
Don't you remember?
I got a call last night. He wants to see me this morning.
Maybe to endorse my candidacy for the Senate.
Of course.
That's wonderful.
All these years of blood and sweat, building a company, making it a success.
It was all about this moment.
It's always in reach, Beck.
It's finally within reach.
I am so proud of you.
You know that, don't you?
Maybe you should come with me.
You and me and the governor. We'd make a great photo op.
Our first new family photo.
You and me.
And Jonathan.
Don't you stop that.
It's sick.
The baby deserves its own name.
We'll choose a name for him tonight.
Okay.
Graham, wait.
What is it?
I think this baby deserves to know who he really is and who he was.
I don't think that's a too good idea.
Why not?
This baby is going to look exactly like Justin.
And we're in the public eye.
And people are going to say things to him. It's okay. It's a family
There are a lot of pictures of Justin in that house, and this baby's going to
see them. And he's going to know there's something... Rebecca, listen to me,
sweetheart.
No one will ever replace Justin.
He'll always be special in our hearts.
And our new boy, even though he looks like Justin, he's going to be his own
And loving him doesn't mean we're dishonoring Justin's memory. I promise
Do you think you can stop worrying?
I'm going to try.
I'll see you soon, okay?
Good, my little man, huh?
Are you going to be a good little boy?
Yes, Mommy.
Are you going to be a good little man?
No.
Good, my little man. Good, my little boy.
I'm going to be a good little boyfriend to him.
I'm a guy. I'm going to be a good little boyfriend.
It's going to be okay. We're going to be okay.
You're a very lucky woman, Mrs. Highfield.
There aren't many men like your husband.
He personally funded an entire wing at Mercy Hospital and then refused to have
his name put on it.
I don't think I've ever met a more giving man.
Is there something that you're avoiding telling me?
No, not at all. Your blood pressure's fine, just like the rest of your vital
signs. Then what's happening to me?
You're pregnant.
I know that.
Your body is going through tremendous changes.
Your hormone balance is fluctuating practically every day.
There is nothing physically wrong with you. You had a few dizzy spells and that
was all.
This is not a dizzy spell.
This is more like a wave of emotion.
I was in Justin's room and I was remembering the last time I saw him.
He was playing with his toys and...
And then suddenly everything switched.
And for a moment, it was as if I was seeing things.
But through someone else's eyes.
They were Justin's eyes. It was as if he was remembering it.
Mrs. Highfield, you lost a child.
I think this is probably nothing more than a very vivid daydream.
A manifestation of your wish that Justin was still alive.
You know, I think you should consider talking to someone, a therapist or a
counselor. No, no, no, this is not about grief.
This was as if I was getting flashes from someone else. And the more I think
about this and the more I talk about it, I know that it wasn't coming from me.
I think it was coming from the baby.
That's not possible.
Well, not so long ago, you would have said turning nerve cells into an embryo
wasn't possible.
Apart from the way that we obtained the embryo, you went through an absolutely
routine artificial insemination. The procedure is performed thousands of
every year.
It does not give you memories or experiences. All it gives you is a baby.
I think you should try to accept the possibility that what you felt is simply
your mind.
We'll see today.
Oh, sweetie, please.
I know that you're eager to get out, but we've got a couple of months here.
Oh, honey, please.
Please.
Just take it easy, okay?
For mommy, thank you.
Oh, thank you.
You're a good listener.
Got that heartbeat? Mm -hmm.
Good and strong.
He's doing just fine. I'm sure there is absolutely nothing for you to worry
about. Just bear with me, okay, Lucy?
Can you see him yet?
Yes, I can see him. In fact, that's a pretty good picture of him. Uh -huh.
Everything looks normal.
There's his head and his arms, his legs.
He doesn't appear to be awake right now.
He will be.
Now watch this.
Justin?
Justin?
Wake up, sweetheart.
He's moving his shoulder.
Yes. There appears to be some movement.
How did you know he was going to wake?
I told him to.
Mrs. Highfield, at this stage of development, all babies are constantly
up. They're constantly moving around and falling back to sleep for all sorts of
reasons. Just say hello to the nice lady, Chester.
You tell me, Lucy.
Do all unborn babies wave hello?
I think this might explain what's going on.
This is your umbilical cord. It's usually a very simple structure, two
and a vein bound together by some connective tissue. What do you mean by
usually? Well, in this case, it isn't quite as simple.
Now, these two strands here, those are the arteries.
This one coming up in blue, that's the vein.
But you said that there were only three blood vessels that went forth.
That's not a blood vessel.
It's a bundle of nerve fibers, and it's not supposed to be there.
You see, I think that's how you're managing to...
Communicate with the fetus.
So you believe me?
Yeah.
But the EEG confirmed it.
Every time you said the two of you were communicating, the graph clearly shows
two sets of brain waves.
I know, I'm not going crazy.
Well, maybe I am.
As far as I can see, there can only be one logical explanation.
I took brain and spinal cord cells from Justin to create the embryo.
Now, unlike other cells, nerve cells, they don't regenerate.
They're like a blank slate, which is why I can insert instruction into their DNA
to revert them back to the embryonic state.
But Justin's cells, they weren't clean slates, were they?
Apparently not.
Justin's old cells must have retained some kind of a blueprint as to where
came from.
Justin's mind and his memories are slowly being reconstructed piece by
You see, this baby is not just a clone.
In more ways than we imagine, this baby really is Justin.
I didn't hear you. I was so wrapped up in this.
Were you arranging the furniture?
Yes. Look, you know, Justin, he always liked to be by the window so he could
the stars, and he couldn't do that over there.
You just called him Justin.
It's kicking a lot tonight.
Oh.
So, how did everything go with the governor?
I was right.
He wants to endorse me.
I never doubted it.
He says he's impressed with what I've accomplished in the community and how I
built Highfield Industries up from nothing.
And I have the perfect, beautiful wife.
That's as fat as a cow right now.
And how being pregnant is...
Good, wholesome image.
Yes, and the fact that we lost a child six months ago, that should help with
sympathy vote.
Honey, please.
You and I and our son are going to Washington.
It's everything we ever dreamed of.
It's everything you ever dreamed of.
shower and jump into bed and join me.
Rebecca?
Rebecca, what are you doing?
I couldn't sleep.
I mean, Justin couldn't sleep.
I thought he might enjoy playing with some of the toys.
Beck, are you all right?
Graham, I've been getting these thoughts in my head.
They're coming from the baby.
They're Justin's thoughts.
This baby is Justin.
I think we should see Dr. Cole in the morning. No, I saw Lucy today.
She did a bunch of tests to confirm it. She says that Justin's mind is actually
rebuilding itself.
And there's an extra nerve strand.
It's connected to my umbilical cord and lets us communicate.
You're serious.
Sometimes there are so many thoughts with such intensity.
Like a physical force.
This is incredible, Rebecca.
You could teach him things while he's still in the womb.
Will you tell him something for me?
Tell him his father says hello.
He loves him and he's proud of him.
I can't understand it. I mean, all of her vital signs are fine.
I'm not used to it.
It's all right. You're going to be all right.
Where am I?
In the hospital.
You were unconscious for about six hours.
You had some kind of seizure.
It just suddenly collapsed.
There's a small tear in your placenta, but the baby... The baby's fine.
Yes, he is.
And as far as we can tell, so are you.
We ran some neurological tests. Everything came up clean.
There doesn't appear to be anything physically wrong with you.
Can you remember what happened?
I was, um... I was in the attic, and I was... I was playing with Justin's toys.
And then Graham came up, and we started talking.
And then suddenly he started lashing out.
Do you have any idea why?
I don't know. Maybe he was mad because we stopped playing.
Are you saying he had a fit?
I suppose I am.
Mrs. Highfield, I want to keep you under observation for a little while longer.
Now, if everything looks good, you can go home tomorrow.
But after that, it's minimal activity and lots of bed rest until delivery.
As of right now, this pregnancy is officially high risk.
Three months in bed.
Well, I'm afraid that any other alternative would be just too dangerous.
I'm sorry, honey.
There goes your photo ops.
What's the photo ops? That's what's best for the baby.
Now the next order of business is to help you get your strength back.
You hungry?
Oh, yes. You mentioned it.
I am starved.
You're in luck.
Unless you wanted food.
I got you something from the cafeteria.
Thanks, honey. Oh, actually, I should be going as well. I will definitely check
in on you later. Could you just stay for just a minute, please?
Sure.
I'll be right back.
I don't know if Justin didn't have a
tantrum.
I was telling him how much his father was looking forward to seeing him, and I
got this sharp pain.
It was as if he was trying to get away.
I see.
Are you sure you're not just projecting your feelings? I mean, why didn't you
tell me about this before?
Because I didn't want to hurt Graham's feelings.
I don't know. It seems every time I try to tell Justin about Graham, he gets
really upset.
Mrs. Highfield, I'm sure you know Graham a lot better than I do.
But I've seen him with other children, and I cannot imagine a more caring
father.
Graham always expected so much from him.
He drove him sometimes a little too hard to be the best in everything.
I had to let him know how much his father loved him.
You know what, sweetie? We had enough of this in the hospital.
I'm going for a walk.
Oh, it's okay, sweetie.
What's the matter? You always like putting in your daddy's study.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
I'm going to show you.
Fireplace?
Remember, we're here to warm you up.
It's okay.
When the hell are you even allergic to coal?
He will never go near you again.
He will never go near you again.
What are you doing?
I'm leaving.
What's wrong? Do you need to go to the hospital? Let me help you.
I know what happened.
Justin showed me.
It was your fault.
But if Justin showed you, then you know it was an accident.
I can't do it.
I found it alive.
Inside of you.
down so we can discuss this. We have nothing to discuss. All I want is a
chance to be a good father to our child. You don't get a second chance.
Let go of me.
Please.
Don't destroy our lives.
Everything we've worked for.
Are you going to let me go or not?
No! Rebecca!
Rebecca?
What?
Just show me where it is.
Stop this nonsense Rebecca Rebecca
You have no reason to be afraid of me
Oh
Rebecca I would never hurt you Be who
you are And I would never hurt our child
Don't give him any credit.
He must know that.
I have paid such a price for that one moment of anger and frustration.
Stay where you are.
I'll be living with that nightmare for the rest of my life.
Rebecca.
Down the barrel.
Thank Dr. Spencer for me. Sure.
I was a little bit worried with the fever. No problem.
Well, the doctor just thinks it's a slight cold.
Otherwise, it's in perfect health.
Thank you. I'll see you at our next checkup. Sure.
Bye now.
Graham.
Please.
It's okay.
It's okay, Graham. It's all right.
The will to live is part of our biology.
It exists in every cell in our very DNA.
Of course, sheer will can't keep us alive forever.
But sometimes it can give us a second chance.
Impregnate your imagination with another abstract from beyond the outer limits.
Tomorrow at 8, the age -old man -shark -hate -eat relationships beginning to
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for the Revenge. Log on to thestudio .com.
The best thing you can do when a probe gets loose in your passages is picnic.
Do let me know when you're in the neck of my woods.
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