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[Magnus]: Previously on Sanctuary...

[Magnus]: The Cabal are
a powerful shadow organization

bent on controlling
all abnormal life on the planet.

[Druitt]: The war has begun.

[Magnus]: Pitting humans
against abnormals,

deciding who lives and who dies,

the Cabal has to be stopped.

It's why I started this mission
more than a century ago.

[Druitt]: We were a part of something,
something we called The Five,

a small group dedicated
to expanding our knowledge

of the physical world.

[Druitt]: Your mother was able to procure
a very rare sample

of ancient,
untainted vampire blood,

blood that supposedly possessed
miraculous properties.

[Dana]: Your mother and her colleagues
Will no doubt try to stop us.

I promise you they'll fail.

Because you're going to help us
complete our plan.

What did you do to me?

You're going to die today, Ashley.

[Will]: Magnus! Magnus!

It was a set-up.
Something else is going on.

We're too late.

[Dana]: Thank you, Ashley.

You've been everything
we could have hoped for.

Welcome to your rebirth.

[Distant Arab hymns]

[Marketplace crowd noise]

[Arab trader]: Did you bring it?

[Snakes hiss]

Highest quality.

You must be desperate indeed.

[Gun slams down]

Desperate was last month.

This month means breathing
the same air as people like you.

And I am so honored.

No games.
What do you know?

Word is, you seek blood,
but what kind?

That of ancient vampires,
or your own kin?

And, may I say, things have been
quiet for so many of us

since Ashley's... departure.

Silver linings and all that.

If you're done
enjoying yourself...

Hardly, but to business.

You wish to know
Ashley's whereabouts,

what the Cabal
has done with her,

among other things.

And if your information
proves valuable,

I'm willing to
reward you handsomely.

Hmm... I do know... things.

Trading is my trade,

and this is a lovely token
of your desperation,

but, as it turns out,

I have nothing left
to say to you.

[Guns clatter]

[Arab trader]: You won't make it
out of here alive

if you try to harm me.

Salaam aleikum.

[Zwoosh]

[Driutt]: Aleikum salaam.

[Arab trader]: Please, love of God,
no problems! No problems...

[Magnus]: Much nicer out here,
don't you think?

[Magnus]: Less smoky, easie
for you to think clearly.

[Druitt]: So, unless you'd
enjoy an express trip

to some place very cold,

I'd suggest you be
a little more forthcoming.

Okay, okay.

No one knows much,
but word is,

they control her
mind, completely,

and that she is...
more than she was before.

That she is like you.

We need a location.

I don't know.

Which direction is True North?

I'm not resisting!
I am not resisting...

She is deep within
their network.

No one, not even their most
trusted operatives, has access,

and they are using her
for something,

a special project,
something only

the most powerful people
in the organization know about.

John...

I've seen this before with those
the Cabal claim as their own.

She is a ghost.

The girl you knew
as your daughter is dead.

[Loud smash]

[Security alarms blare]

♪ ♪ ♪ Theme music ♪ ♪ ♪

[Will]: Clara, I-I-I... I can't do it.
I won't do it, actually.

Oh, come on, Will,
just one nickname.

It can be something manly.

Something manly?
Like what?

Huggy bear.

Huggy-- okay, now you're just
mocking me, and that's not fair.

No, this is a long-distance
relationship.

I mean, we need
all the lovey-dovey

cutesy crap we can get.

Keep the fires burning.

[Brit accent] Do you know what?

London has made you soft,
darling.

I think you should come home

before you start thinking
cricket is a real sport.

It's not a sport.
It's a little insect,

makes a little song
with its legs.

I don't know.

The UK Sanctuary's
kind of growing on me.

Yeah, yeah, I heard, um...

I heard you're doing
really well out there.

I miss you, a lot.

I, uh, I miss you, too.

You sure you can't
catch a red-eye,

come out just for a few days?

[Tesla, whispering]: Do it.
Just do it. Do it.

Um, I'd love to, but, you know,

I'm kind of minding
the shop here.

Listen, um, I-I-l gotta go.

Okay, be good.

You too.

See ya.

Yeah, actually,
I'm fine to cover things here

if you two want to go
moon over each other

in Covent Garden.

There's a lovely cafe

where Churchill used to
gorge himself on pastries.

Thanks, but, uh,
I think I'll take a rain check.

Young love is so...

heartbreaking to observe
as a scientist.

So passionate, so innocent,
and yet so utterly doomed.

Huh.

So I'm guessing you've never
been in love, then?

Countless times, my friend.

See, the difference is

I recognize the emotion
for what it is,

an irrational,
self-destructive impulse

which is disguised as joy.

Was there something you wanted,
or you just wanted to come and ruin my--

Yes. Your shaggy friend
is still refusing treatment,

and, frankly, I'm insulted.

Oh, right, yeah, because
I forgot, this is all about you.

[Tesla]: I have spent weeks

creating a working treatment
for the Lazarus Virus.

I spend weeks more
traveling the Earth

disseminating it to
the affected abnormals,

effectively
stemming an outbreak,

and in the end,

the creep in the room
with the hair

doesn't want to take
his medicine!

It's personal,
and we both know it is.

What do you want me to say?
Henry's talking to him.

Does your hirsute friend
understand

that he's facing probably
the most unpleasant

slow, lingering death
in all creation?

I'm sure you made it
abundantly clear.

Also... Huggy bear...

We're out of wine.

That's not my nickname.

Huggy bear!

[Biggie makes solf grunting sounds]

Hey, big guy...

[Biggie]: Leave me be, Henry.

Yeah, tried that,
doesn't really work for me,

for any of us, actually.

You know what I'm going to ask.

Come on, seriously,
who cares if that cure was

cooked up by a world-class jerk?
The stuff works.

I will not take
this treatment. No.

Your holistic cures
aren't working.

We have to keep you locked up.

If I ingest
this human-made cure,

my people will--

Will disown you, I know, I know,
but could you...

I will not betray who I am.

You'd rather die

like a diseased,
psychotic animal instead?

Yeah, that's great.
I get that. I get it.

I know who I am,
I know who I am...

What I am...

I know who... I am...

We're running out of road.

[Magnus]: Something will turn up,
it always does.

[Druitt]: We've interrogated

every Cabal-backed abnormal
we can find,

and we've learned nothing,

except that our quest
may well be hopeless.

[Magnus[: Are you quite finished?

Assam mentioned this being

an extremely rarefied project
for the Cabal.

They must be receiving
some kind of support

from one of their
corporate connections,

drug companies,
software divisions.

There must be a chink
in their armor somewhere.

So what's our next move?
Hmm?

Terrorizing
Fortune 500 executives?

Helen?

You're here
because I need your help,

and as Ashley's father,
you have the right.

Do I?

There was a time you would have
said the exact opposite,

just before trying
to put a bullet in me.

Tesla may have shocked you
into your senses, John,

but nobody becomes
what you were

without a predilection
for killing.

I've no doubt you'd return to
your murderous habits one day.

I wasn't asking you out
on a date,

If that's what
you're thinking.

Hmm?

Perhaps I just...

Oh, wanted to know
where we stood.

[Will]: Hey, what do you got?

[Henry]: Slick-as-they-come heist at an
Interpol data farm near Montreal.

Someone swiped, like,
200 petabytes of data.

[Will]: What kind of data?
- The classified kind.

MI-6 is involved
in the investigation,

which of course means
British Intelligence,

but that's not why we care.

Someone got in and out of there

without tripping anything!
- Ashley

Yes! I would say
that's a safe bet.

Can you get me in there?
- Yeah.

I already had Magnus
make some calls to set it up.

That's your new ID.
All-access pass to spook-ville.

Comes with a free lunch
and a decoder ring.

Well done, Henry.

Thank you.

Hard copies of
the stolen computer files.

There's nine more of these,

all to be remanded
into your custody.

Great, thanks.

You know, I got to tell you,
I'm very impressed.

My boss?

Very, very powerful guy,
and he just bent over for yours.

Yeah, that happens a lot.
You have to know her.

Believe me, I tried.
Did a little digging

to see how a former profiler
like yourself ended up

with, uh, Senior Intelligence
Analyst credentials.

Guess what I found?

Nothing.
Way beyond my pay grade.

Well, I've been there.

Hey, listen, just, uh...
off the record,

because I know they'd send me
for a psych eval

if I said this too loud,
but the surveillance footage?

I would swear she just
disappeared into thin air.

You're not really a Senior
Intelligence Analyst, are you?

Off the record?

Yeah.

Not even close.

[Beethoven's Moonlight sonata plays]

Can you believe
it's Friday again?

The weeks just fly by.

We both work so hard
during the week,

we don't get a chance to talk,

but then
Friday comes along, and...

Then we can catch up.

Unwind.

Decompress.

So...

How are you?

Everybody's talking about
your latest mission, by the way.

Stellar work.

Stellar.

I know,
if you could feel anything,

you would feel like I feel.
You would feel pride.

[Dana]: How is she, doctor?

Uh, top-top form.
All systems go.

Any sign of lapses?

Uh, well, no.

She-she's been on the proper
dosage of control medication

for weeks now,

and, uh, everything's five by five,

as her latest work proves,
I'm sure.

Yes, we're all very impressed.

Well...

Well, she-she did
all the heavy lifting.

I just opened the gate
and kind of pushed her out.

[Dana]: Begin phase two.
- Wh-what?

[Doctor]: Well, I-I mean, I th--
I thought I had another month.

Yes, but your success
accelerated the schedule.

I want her ready for trials
as soon as possible.

O-kay...

[Doctor]: Don't worry, hon.

I am going to be with you
every step of the way,

and when I'm done here,

you'll be better
than you are now.

Ashley...

[Mental whisper]: Help!

You tell me why this is
so important to you,

because none of this adds up!

I have known you
since I was a kid,

and in that time, you have
never once gone back home,

and you're willing
to die for them,

but this is your home!
We're your family!

Damn it, talk to me!

[Biggie roars]

[Henry roars back]

[Biggie]: I have never gone home
because I can't.

I am not welcome.

Why?

Mistakes were made.

I cannot go home,

but I can live as my people do,

be true to our ways!

If that means death,

then that is what I must accept.

Ashley's gone.

I can't lose you, too.

Ohhh...

The end...

Comes to us all.

Huh.

I chose this.

[Biggie]: Yes.

[Magnus]: Burning the midnight oil?

[Will]: Hey, I didn't know
you were back. I would have--

[Magnus]: We just arrived.
Did you get what we needed?

Uh, yeah, yeah, I'm just
going through it now.

There's only one file
that relates to you,

something called
"Project Montana",

an MI-6 off-book operation
from 25 years ago.

[Magnus]: Dear God, of course.

You remember this?

Hard to forget.

They were trying to modify
the DNA of orphans,

remove any defects.

I was brought in after the project
had been active for a couple of years

as a consultant
for the British government.

[Will]: Yeah, you recommended
they shut it down.

[Magnus]: It was reprehensible,
despite their lofty agenda.

[Will]: I still don't know why the Cabal
would want an old file like this.

Then you believe it was Ashley
who stole the data.

Yeah.

It was her.

At least we know
she may still be alive.

Magnus.
- I'm fine.

Bring all this to my lab.
I want Tesla to weigh in on it.

I was just going to say that...
it's good to see you again.

It's good to see you too, Will.

[Tesla]: And here I thought British
Intelligence had scruples.

[Druitt]: If you're going to help,
do try to remain sober.

Half-vampire.
Alcohol doesn't affect me.

[Tesla]: Though since you showed
up, God, I wish it did.

[Magnus]: Explains why my wine
cellar is now empty.

[Tesla]: Consider it payment
for averting a global crisis.

[Will]: Okay, so MI-6 takes six orphans

and performs this DNA
"scrubbing” procedure on them.

[Will]: Why? I mean,
what's the end game?

[Henry]: Perfectly flawless DNA?
Is that even possible?

[Magnus]: They came pretty close.

The idea was to strip away
any imperfections

from their genetic make-up.

[Druitt]: Almost Aryan
in its aspirations.

[Magnus]: Exactly. It was far too close
to a Eugenics project for my liking.

After you shut it down, what
happened to the test subjects?

They became
wards of the state.

Eventually they
were all adopted.

[Magnus]: Most of the would
be in their 30s by now.

[Druitt]: There must be something
about this Project Montana

the Cabal needs.

I agree, but it could be
anything to do with genetics,

a rather large field of study.

[Henry]: Maybe this is all a fluke.

Maybe they wanted something else
from the data farm?

[Will]: No, I've been through
the entire list of stolen files.

Everything else has to do with
geo-mapping and ice floe charts.

I mean, this has to be
what they're looking for.

[Tesla]: And perhaps
I should remind us all

that whatever the Cabal is up to

it has something to do with
the Source Blood,

otherwise why trick us
into stealing it?

[Tesla]: Why turn Ashley into
a teleporting delivery girl

to hand it over to them?

[Tesla]: Now, tell me, what does
the Source Blood do?

Uh, activates
dormant abnormal DNA.

But Project Montana creates
six orphans with scrubbed DNA.

They'd be completely unaffected
by exposure to the blood.

Why steal information about
the only six humans in the world

that the Source Blood
wouldn't affect,

and why do they need Ashley?

There's your real mystery.

[Will]: Well, whatever's going on,
it's a good bet

that these test subjects
are in some grave danger.

I agree.
Henry, go through the list.

[Magnus]: Find out where
they all are now.

We need to get to them
before the Cabal does. --- Yeah.

[Druitt]: If they haven't
been found already.

[Doctor]: Don't fight it,
Ashley, just let it happen.

Oh, honey, I hate
to see you like this.

Rebirth is painful...

But it'll be so beautiful.

[Henry]: Good news first, or bad?

Four of the six Montana
test subjects are missing,

disappeared
over the last few days.

Got to say it's the Cabal.

[Magnus]: But two of them
are still free.

[Henry]: For now, but the
window's gotta be closing.

[Will]: Where are they?

[Henry]: One's just outside of Vancouver.
The other's in Essex, U.K.

[Magnus]: Find John.
We need to move quickly.

Okay.

[Zwoosh]

Ms. Kennair?

Oh... Yes?

Can I help you?

Today is your lucky day.

[Dream-like voice of Magnus]:
Ashley... Ashley!

Those urges you're feeling
are entirely normal,

and they can be controlled.

See? I told you
you'd be better than before.

Look at you!

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay...

May I help you?

Is this the residence
of Martin Wood?

May I tell him who's calling?

Helen Magnus and Will Zimmerman.
He should be expecting us.

It's urgent
that we speak with him.

May we come in?

Sure.

Have a seat.
I'll let him know you're here.

Thanks.

Magnus...

Bloody hell.
Henry, follow the van!

[Tires squeel]

Zodiac, this is Freestyle One,
package is on board,

but I'll need some help
shaking a couple of bogies.

[Zodiac]: Roger that, Freestyle.
We're waiting at the docks.

She's headed toward the river.

I'll take left.

[Will]: Watch it!

I'm coming in hot and need
to pull a touch-and-go.

[Semi honks horn]

Damn it!

Honey, I'm home!

[Will]: This way!

Get out!

Can I help you?

On your knees.
Hands on your head.

Okay. What have I got,
a tail light out or something?

[Will]: Magnus...

[Will]: She had help.

[Speedboat motor revs up]

Can I just say,
this was really exciting.

You know, when they first
asked me to run this project,

the subject
of maternal feelings came up.

You see,
I used to have a daughter.

She'd...

She'd be about your age,
had she lived,

and I'd like to think that...

she'd be a lot like you.

A lot like-like you were.

Well...

Goodbye, Ashley.

This is the last time
you'll feel any pain.

I really will miss you.

Yeah, I really will.

[Magnus]: Let's start
with your name.

[Kate]: Let's start with a badge,

because kidnapping
is sometimes, now and then,

viewed as a crime.

We know you're Cabal.
You know who we are.

Stop acting like a fool.

Name.

Kate Freelander.

Yes, that is my real name,
even though it sounds made up.

For the record, I'm not Cabal.

So you're what,
a freelance operative?

Yeah, dog walking,
dinner reservations,

even do windows.

Whoever pays me the most
gets my services.

Where was that boat headed?

You guys aren't cops.

You're not bad guys. You're
not going to shoot me...

or arrest me.
We're going to go

'round and 'round and I'm not
going to tell you jack,

and then I'm going to escape.

It's a fun little game.
You sure you want to play?

Whatever you've heard about me
may not be entirely accurate.

You may not be Cabal, but you
can lead us to them,

and you will--

Look, I would love
to help you out,

but business is business,
nothing personal.

Really?
- Come on...

[Will]: Take it easy!
- What the hell are you--

Nothing personal?
They have my daughter!

Now, where was
that boat headed--

[Kate]: Look, I have no idea!

Get used to sitting more.

You're crazy!
- Magnus!

Must be fun
asking her for a raise.

Hey!

I don't want to hear it!
She knows something!

I agree, but maybe let me see
what I can learn first.

Fine. Either way, she'll talk.

You know, you might want to
spend a little less time

with Jack the Ripper.

It's affecting
your manners somewhat.

Nice gun.
Can I see it?

Sure.

Dude, lighten up.
It's just a job.

Can I have one of those?
I'm beyond starving.

Look, you don't
have to untie me, okay?

I'll eat it hands-free.

I'll make it look good, too.

Oops.

[Fight sounds come from inside]

[Magnus]: Henry!
Go, go!

Oh, she's good.

I've been monitoring her closely
since the last treatment,

and her DNA mutation levels
are all exceeding expectations.

[Dana]: She's changing
even faster than we'd hoped.

Yes, and without
any cellular rejection,

so this is really going
very well.

We should be able to
begin tests in 48 hours.

Okay, well,
the faster the better.

The timetable on this
has been accelerated

by recent events.

W-Why, has something happened?

Yeah, we failed to acquire

one of the Montana
test subjects.

Oh, well, one less subject

shouldn't affect
the viability of the operation.

Yes, I know, it won't,

but it does mean we have to act
more aggressively now.

You know, even if they put
all the little pieces together,

it would take them years
to figure out what we're doing--

It's Helen Magnus
and Nikola Tesla.

Right.

I've underestimated them before,
and I won't do it again.

48 hours?

Uh, yeah... 48 hours.

[Magnus]: How did things go
with the test subject

that John brought back
from England?

[Tesla]: Swimmingly.

Behold, images of
a perfectly normal human being,

and I do mean both perfect
and normal.

[Magnus]: Not a single genetic defect

or latent abnormality
in her DNA.

[Tesla]: Makes me sleepy
just looking at it.

[Magnus]: Assuming the other five
test subjects are the same,

what does the Cabal
want with them?

Genetic manipulation, obviously,
but what kind?

Effective gene therapy

is hardly contingent
on having flawless DNA.

And they can't use
the Source Blood

to uncork their inner monster.

So what the hell
do they want with them,

and what does it have
to do with Ashley?

They're blank slates,
and I mean literally.

Right.

I agree the Cabal's agenda
revolves around

using the Source Blood.
- Of course.

If they've used it to create
some new kind of abnormal,

what good is having only one?

Flawless DNA
would be easiest to overwrite.

They're not trying to summon
a latent abnormality

in their victims' DNA.

They want to insert
a pre-existing pattern

into their genetic code.

They're making copies.

Then the question is...
of what?

Well, this is a surprise.

Really? Because I delivered
the package to you,

intact, and at great financial

and physical expense
to myself, I might add,

so stop screwing with me,

and let's talk about
the distressing fact

that no money has appeared
in my account.

Okay, what's distressing

is that you allowed yourself
to be captured and interrogated

by Helen Magnus.

Come on, Dana,
just give me a little credit.

I am a professional.

Nonetheless,
as per our stringent policy

regarding mission protocol,

our business relationship
is over effective immediately.

Dana, come on,
you can't be serious!

And, Kate, all the best
in your future endeavors.

Oh, bite me hard.

[Machine gun fire]

[Gunfire sounds over the phone]

I never liked that bitch.

[Knocking on door]

Yeah, I'm coming, hold on!

Oh, my-- Wha--

Hey!

What the hell
are you doing here?

Power Bar guy.
It's nice to see you.

It's freezing out there.

Yeah, wait a second.

How did you get past
the gate undetected?

Your security's lame,

and I really needed
to use your, um...

Your, uh...

Oh, no.

Um, uh...

Oh, God.
Uh, a little help!

This how you treat
all your patients?

The Cabal, how do we find them?

I never make contact
with them directly.

Really? I'd say you made direct
contact with them recently.

The Cabal put a price
on your head, didn't they?

You're here because you have
nowhere else to turn.

We have leads,
unconfirmed intel,

but nothing we can act on.

You want to give us something,

we can talk
about amnesty for you.

From the Cabal?
You're dreaming.

Then why'd you come here?

Well, I was running low on
vital bodily fluids at the time.

Why do you think?
Any port in the storm, right?

This is a waste of time.

Will, tell Henry to drive
Ms. Freelander to Mercy General.

Drop her at the Emergency Ward.

Yeah, right,
you're gonna do that...

I went to
one of their facilities!

Once.

Where?

Just above the U.S. border,
in Alberta.

It was a way-station
where the Cabal kept goods

until they could be
moved elsewhere.

It seemed like a pretty
built-up operation.

Lots of personnel, cool tech.

I'll have Henry run
a trace of the region,

check for anomalies in the local
power grid pattern.

[Will]: I'll talk to my contacts
in the intelligence community,

see if anything matches.

Hey! Hey!
What about me?

You can't just leave me here!

Do I at least get Jell-0?
ow!

Having a ballpark location
was key.

There's only one spot
in the area

with a history of sucking up
a ton of juice, see?

[Henry]: Big spikes
all triangulated here.

[Henry]: That's just
a large complex

about 200 klicks from anything
remotely populated.

There's nothing else there.

Okay, well,
at least we got something.

Well done, Henry.

Tell everyone we have a target.
We leave immediately.

[Magnus]: Once we gain access
to the facility itself,

our first priority is any information
leading to Ashley.

We find evidence leading to the
kidnapped test subjects, even better.

Retrieve the Source Blood,
and it's a grand slam?

[Tesla]: One thing at a time,
Dr. Expendable.

For all we know,
this could be a trap.

[Magnus]: Henry, stay in radio contact.

Will do. Go kick some ass,
people-- Carefully!

Have fun... storming the castle.

What the hell is this?

[Magnus]: It's a set-up.

Ashley, thank God.

What have they done to you?

It's time you came home.

Ashley, listen to me--

Manners, young lady.

Will, no!

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

Ashley, please, listen to me.

No! John, please, take me back!

Helen--
- Take me back!

She will kill you!
She'll kill us all!

Henry, get the EM shield
back up now!

We had her! We found her!

What the hell happened?
You were gone for 10 minutes.

It didn't go well.

What in God's name
have they done to her?

[Henry]: Will?

She was waiting for us,

but it wasn't any
Ashley you'd know.

They've used the Source
Blood to change her.

[Tesla]: She's the only progeny

of two Source Blood-altered
abnormals. Smart move.

It's not going to stop there.

They'll use the Montana
test subjects to make copies.

There'll be more
just like her very soon.

[Dana]: Phase Three
is now well underway.

I'm sure the results
Will please all of you.

Six operatives are now ready
for deployment.

Their first mission

will be the most vital
to our long-term interests...

The complete destruction
of the Sanctuary Network.