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Previously on Charlie J. They told us parallel universes couldn't exist.

My department was working to move the water resources to where they could be

better used.

We were living a lie.

Things went wrong. An explosion.

I'm from a parallel universe.

I'm a private investigator.

The Vexco explosions.

What were you doing there?

We took cattle from Vita and Gamma. Our job is to rebuild the link and connect

with Alpha Versus. This is Krog's report.

If that link becomes permanent, this universe just disappears.

I don't believe Charlie's dead.

You're out on your own. Oh.

Shut up!

There's no record of what you did.

I'll find you some furniture. You don't owe me anything.

That's the woman you saw.

What do you intend to do?

Call it personality programming.

Create a label for... personality that can fulfill directives.

You know how once in a while you're stuck in traffic and all of

a sudden you remember a dream you've forgotten, but for a moment you aren't

quite sure if it was a dream at all.

One day I saw an executive dead by a broken neck.

It probably could have looked like an unfortunate accident.

One of them also vet go exactly other you could be a member of the hard

Because the dream field death is real

How can you hide what cannot be hidden What makes the

obvious the last thing you see but we've uncovered a large concentration of Cape

City individuals who've got anything What does that have to do with us?

They were all employees, executives, or subcontractors of X -Corp Corporation.

Some say the line between reality and fantasy is razor thin.

Some say the hardest thing to see is what is right in front of you.

What do you do when reality begins to feel more like your imagination?

I think Charlie Jade.

A man who doesn't seem real to me at all.

A man with no past.

Who are you really?

No record.

Claiming to be with the FBI.

A fantasy.

Not to mention a lawbreaker.

And what about these?

But he showed me things I can't explain. Active skin devices.

Asked me to open my eyes. And you manufactured them?

Vexco.

You work for Vexco? Would it surprise you if I told you that Vexco would like

nothing better than to come down here and put a bullet in my head?

Mr. Levinsky, Inspector Paddock from the SAP.

This is Inspector Archer.

Just a few questions, if you don't mind.

Six months probation for burning city property.

$500 fine for causing a civil disturbance.

Or before you even set foot in South Africa.

Two -year probation for assault on an elected official.

It was a pie.

Sorry? The guy wanted to bring the death penalty back.

I threw a key lime pie in its face.

Makes you sound like a hero.

So we learned that you left your wife and your two -year -old daughter in

America.

They'd be dead.

Isn't that the phrase where you're from? I came here 16 years ago to help fight

apartheid. And I send my wife and daughter every penny I can.

To fighting apartheid. Right.

And ridding the world of invading aliens who run multinational corporations.

The point is...

Your legal status in this country could be revoked. This is a democracy now.

Corporations can't hide behind the law. They can't protect themselves from

scrutiny.

What are you guys here for, anyway?

You were at the station, Cole.

Security cameras outside our headquarters caught your car driving

you know it was me? It was a maroon Volvo.

How many people in Cape Town drive... 307.

But you're the only one who's also diverted through exposing the evils of X

-Corp.

Look, we just want to talk to your friend you drove away with.

What's this?

Research. Right.

You don't mind if I make a copy? I don't mind if you make copies for the whole

damn world.

I brought you a few groceries.

Thank you.

Even a few oranges.

It's not just like the real thing.

You look better.

Is there anything else you need?

We are going to arrest him, right?

To ask him some questions.

And if we don't like his answers, then we arrest him.

Fourteen officers collapsed in my police station from some unknown cause.

Then you vanished, taking Owen Boxer with you.

I'm obligated to place you under arrest.

That's not what you want.

What you want is for me to pull back the curtain on Vexcor for you.

What's up with you and this Charlie guy?

I think so.

Just seems to know things about Vexcor. What's up with you and VexCorp?

It's a mystery. I like mystery.

What have you got?

They're not who they say they are.

What? Look.

You got no reason to trust me.

So, I'm going to show you some things.

But you trust your own eyes.

What do you mean?

The head of VexCorp in Cape Town is Julius Galt, right?

Right. Okay.

Who is Julius Galt?

Where's he from? Where'd he go to school?

Pinewood College, 1968.

Girl's yearbook.

He was even a member of the debating team.

You said they're not who they say they are.

Try talking to one of them.

Oh yes, I think he lives in the US somewhere.

I don't know the number.

I'm sorry, my father died 12 years ago.

It's for you.

Hello. Johnson, this is Inspector Blue's paddock of the South African police.

You attended Pinewood College in 1968?

You bet.

I'd like to know what you remember about Julius Gold.

You mean the guy from Vexco Corporation?

You went to school with him, right?

I did. You're in the yearbook together. You were both on the debating team.

I think I'd remember somebody from the team. I mean, we were pretty close.

But you don't remember Julius Colt.

I wish I had friends as rich as that.

Mr.

Johnson, this is Inspector Bruce Paddock of the South African Police.

You attended Pinewood College in 1960. head.

I'd like to know what you remember about Julius Galt.

Can't just disappear a police officer investigating Vex Corp.

Not the kind of publicity we need.

Don't worry.

Mr. Johnson's been taken care of.

They'll get nothing.

I took care of it personally.

Feels like walking in a room with mirrors.

I can see myself.

But it's not me.

It's a reflection of me.

Why can't I trust the voice I hear in my own head?

You got my message?

Yeah.

Reena.

I'm so glad you wanted to... Look.

I can't do it alone.

That's why I got the information to you.

You are going to help me, aren't you? Yeah.

Charlie and I will do what we can. I mean, your information could be very

useful.

You were right.

We're not from this world.

All concept was you create a late personality that can fulfill directives.

Listen, I, uh... I think I know what's been happening to you.

You've been waking up and finding yourself in places and not having any

you got there, right?

You've been programmed, Rena.

Somebody's using you.

What do you mean?

Why would you do that?

Why was I following him?

Why am I with this man?

I don't need another partner.

He was even a member of the debating team.

You don't remember Julius Colt? I wish I had friends as rich as that.

Is it because he was a Mippetry? I wanted to solve even more.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just, uh, these kids.

I know what it's like.

You watch everybody else, they're going home.

Here, sit down.

Yeah.

Thank you.

No, no, no.

That's Judas right there.

You know, yesterday after I hung up the phone with you, he came back

to me.

So you do remember going to school with him? Oh, of course.

I remember the one time we went fly fishing in the Drakensberg.

There were four of us. There was Frank Best, John Downs, Julius, and

myself.

Now, Julius, very quiet guy.

Never said anything.

Suddenly, middle of the night, hell of a scream comes from his tent. He pitched

his tent on a nest of spiders.

Hundreds of spiders the whole night.

Yeah, I don't think he slept much that night.

It's quite a story. Yeah, yeah.

It was December.

29th of December.

Yeah.

So this all came back to you after our call?

Yeah.

Clear as day. Clear as day, I remember it.

Full moon, actually. Do you remember where you lived?

Hmm?

Julius Gold, do you remember where in the city you lived?

I never went to his house.

We just hung out at school together, I think.

Naturally.

So what did he drive?

Oh, now that, I... I don't recall.

How did you get to the campsite?

We must have drove or took a bus or rented something.

Funny, I remember the spiders.

Clear as day.

Do you have your copy of the shoe book that you have?

No, I think I lost that years ago.

Um, I know exactly where it is. What?

I'll get it.

He could get his head if it wasn't screwed on tight. Oh, there it is.

Can you show me that picture of you with gold again?

He's not in my copy.

Are you sure you went to school with him, Mr. Jansen?

Of course I'm sure. I mean, he... I don't remember where he... We

often... Oh,

God!

Diamond?

Get them off me!

What is it? God, get them off me!

Alan!

Oh! Get them off me!

Alan!

Alan! Mr. Jensen!

Mr. Jensen!

Mr. Jensen! Help him! Do something!

I'm calling everyone.

One minute the guy's remembering stuff that never happened. The next is on a

stretcher on his way to the hospital. What the hell just happened back there,

Charlie?

I pushed him too hard.

You've seen this before, haven't you? Yep. You knew his college yearbook

wouldn't have a picture of Julius Galt in it.

What happened?

Next call.

They used him. What for?

You still think this guy went to school with Julius Galt?

Give them enough time, they can fabricate whatever they want. They can

entire life.

Make it into whatever they need.

Make you into whatever they need.

Who's doing this to me?

Why is this happening?

You've been programmed, Rita.

Somebody's using you.

You must kill them.

Do it.

What have you done?

Now I am one of us.

Thank you for seeing me, Miss Romkin.

I always try to help where I can, Detective.

I guess I'm hoping you can help me close the missing persons file.

And as I've said, we are mystified too.

It's a search warrant.

I met with the president of Omnicorp. Seems he wants to file a complaint under

the Intercorporate Competition Act.

He'd like to know what you've got to hide just as much as I do.

Joining the game of corporate warfare is a tricky business.

There is another option.

A seat at the table.

Think of the good work you could do for us at Wexgore.

Funding for our security force is, what, 40 times the police department's

budget.

I think I'll stick with police work.

And Jasmine, how is she?

That is her name, isn't it?

A C3 with an illegal chip upgrade hiding in an apartment

you don't own.

You must love her.

Dearly.

Three days after my seventh birthday, my mother left us.

I woke up one morning and she was gone.

Dad said she went away on holiday.

She'd be home soon, he said.

I should have known he was lying.

That's when I started having trouble trusting what people told me.

It's so much easier to see what you want to see.

Ectoskin devices.

Mobile surveillance units.

And who manufactures them?

Vexpro.

What you want is for me to pull back the curtain on Vexco for you.

I'm still waiting for an explanation.

Would it surprise you if I told you that Vexco would like nothing better than to

come down here and put a bullet in my head?

So, you eat then?

Because how should I know, right?

Maybe you get your energy from the sun.

Are you pissed at me?

You lied to me about being with the FBI.

Then dragged me in on this... I can't call it an investigation, because I'm

even sure what I'm looking for.

Exciting memo?

You know what?

It's probably nothing.

So, what have you got for me? Well, Galt had a sister.

Okay, that's good.

But she died.

Car accident, 11 years ago.

What about his parents? They died in 87.

A house burning.

Did you... Yes, yes, yes. I checked.

There are three gravestones in the cemetery.

So, God's family.

They're all dead.

Rather convenient.

What do you think's going on there?

If he's not who he pretends to be, who is he?

I told you I'd show you some things.

That's it?

You fade back into the woodwork? I have to figure it all out?

What's wrong?

Charlie?

I just, uh... I

just need a little fresh air.

Always do as I say.

I just, uh... I just need to sit down for a

minute. What's happening to you, Charlie?

It's just... I get headaches.

It wasn't bad.

It seemed to be getting worse.

I just need to... I just need to lie...

to lie down for a minute.

Come away from the window.

Why? Please.

Thank you.

You packed your things.

I can't stay here forever.

You can stay here as long as you like.

So, so, this place was Charlie's.

Now it belongs to the city. They're going to sell it off soon.

I already bought it.

How did you get the money?

I took a job with Vexco.

Good.

For you.

It sure is.

I guess the things you've seen are a little bit hard to understand.

I wasn't... I wasn't talking about

that.

Just... I never imagined you

being here in my...

Do you want to do that or do you feel you have to?

You've killed many people.

You are guilty.

I didn't tell you to come here.

Oh, it's me.

Impressive. You managed to unlock the programming.

But it's not too late, you know.

For what?

Switch you back on.

Let Myrina stretch her legs.

She's still in there. Oh, I'd rather make my own choice.

You don't think any of us makes a choice?

At least I gave you purpose.

What did you do to me?

Made you useful.

Put some steel in here.

Took away the noisy burden of choice.

I'm tired of people taking things away from me. Me not.

Just think how content you were at Rosely's cottage.

Would you like to feel that again?

How did you know about that?

You called me.

Didn't you?

Just after you killed her.

I choose.

The programming's failsafe worked.

She believes you are dead.

Hey, um, hey.

That's all I had.

Once upon a time they were toast, but you know very good, they'll... Can't

I,

uh... Oh, God.

See, the thing is, I'm going to be going home at some point, somehow.

And that means that you're going to have to be here and face this thing alone.

You said I had no reason to trust you.

That I'd... That I'd have to believe my own eyes?

Yeah.

Well, this part of Charlie... There's nothing before.

Blue, it's not what you think it is.

It's a hell of a lot more complicated.

Oh, I very much doubt it.

See...

I can't explain everything that I've seen.

But this past day is simple.

Get out.

I said get out.

I'm sorry.

Are you all right?

You can't tell me that, what?

I'd tell you if I knew.

She was going to kill you, Charlie.

What if she comes after you again?

I'm going to have to take you somewhere much safer than this. Like where? A

police station?

I'm not sure what just happened.

I'm not sure of anything. Well, you know more than the other six billion people

on the planet.

Just give me something solid, Charlie.

No yearbooks or real estate records. No more cryptic statements. Just give me

something that won't disappear.

You don't mind if I make a copy? I don't mind if you make copies for the whole

damn world.

X -Cores is not a company. It's a criminal organization.

I haven't seen Charlie J. since.

Hope you're you're much later