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- Hello?
- Bonsoir, Elliot.

They're planning something.

17 of 71 facilities
around the country so far.

This is where
the paper records are going.

Elliot, what is Stage 2?

The femtocell was to
get access to their UPS's.

They're trying to blow up
Evil Corp's recovery building.

I don't play fair.
I play what I want.

We need to
look into our stage two schedule.

- I invoke my Fifth Amendment...
- You're an enemy combatant.

You don't have any rights.

One of your patients
hacked me.

He stole my dog
on top of it.

Tyrell, is that you?

The phone call...
make me understand.

I wanted you
to feel what I felt.

- You pussy.
- You...

This fucker thinks
he can hurt my girl!

If you're serious about

punishing him...
I am.

Just tell me what to do.
The E Corp party.

When you saw Scott,
he was disheveled.

- Yeah, but Joanna...
- Tell the cops your story.

Scott Knowles intimidated you.
This is how we punish him.

That ever-looming presence

that is Mr. Robot,
I don't feel it.

Is it possible that
the bullet killed him...

And not me?

I need to find a way
to fix what I did.

I need a job at Evil Corp.

You know when
you fuck something up

and you wish you had
the power to hit "undo"?

Like when you say
the dumbest thing

in front of
your biggest crush.

Or when you talk shit
about your boss in an email,

then hit "reply all"
to everyone at work.

Or when you crash
the entire world economy

and kick-start
the inevitable downfall

of human civilization?

We all have those days.

But today is not
gonna be one of them.

Because today

I found a way to hit "undo".

Today is the day
I start working at Evil Corp.

Hello.
I'm Linda,

Chief Human Resources Officer
here at Evil Corp.

Evil Corp is, well, evil.

That much I thought,
but what I didn't realize was

maybe they're a necessary evil

that just needs to be
kept in check.

In fact,
maybe calling them evil

was just my dorm room
philosophizing run amuck.

I'd like to say welcome
to the Evil Corp family.

We're happy to have you here.

But this doesn't mean
I'm selling out.

I'm just growing up.

Signing up for a 401K,

choosing an HMO plan
with a good deductible.

Sign up for Trunk Club.

Pop a few Zoloft.

Join in on
the live-action cartoon

of 2D emotions
that everyone else is in.

I finally see the fatal
exception error of my ways,

and I know what to do now.

I'm gonna fix
the world I broke,

and put it back together
better than it was before.

Let's talk about your crucial
role here at Evil Corp.

I'm gonna undo the hack.

Now, I can't decrypt
the data I fucked up,

that much is true.

But since I'm working
on the recovery team,

I can help them
rebuild the database

and defend the fort
at the same time.

There's a little talent
roaming around on this floor,

but the primo poon
is on floor 31.

As of last week, it
looks like Tyrell was right.

Evil Corp has delivered
their paper records

from 17 of their 71 buildings
to their New York facility.

Pretty sure she would cheat
on her fiancé for me, man.

She really... like, the way she
looks at me, dude, it's like,

slippery when wet, am I right?

But lucky for them,
now they've got me.

Our current plan
is deeply flawed

and massively inefficient.

This is William.

He's my technology manager.

If I can convince him
to convince his boss

to convince his boss
to convince her boss

to digitize all
the paper records

in their local facilities

instead of shipping them here,
then...

We can avoid
a single point of failure.

We would install
hardware and softw...

Elliot,
I hear your passion,

but I got tickets to the
Goo Goo Dolls reunion concert

- tonight, so let's wrap this up.
- Okay?

His password was pretty easy
to figure out after that.

After going through
his emails,

I quickly learned that
he was having the engineers

install rootkits on
all of Evil Corp's phones,

so they can illegally sell
private consumer data.

I tipped off the FBI,

got him arrested,
and promptly set a meeting

with the next exec
up the chain.

But meetings can take
forever to set.

So in the meantime,
I had to look for a stopgap.

In this case, E Shipping,

Wait a minute,
this ain't right.

All our shipments
are supposed to go to New York.

The paper says
"Sioux Falls, South Dakota."

Yeah, you're in Sioux Falls,
Earl,

which sure as shit
don't make no sense.

But all right.
Unpack her, boys!

I'm sending shipping
requests

to the actual facilities,

but in the manifest,
I'm making it look like

all the paper's still
arriving in New York.

It'll take a while, but
I just need to buy enough time

until I can prove my case
to upper management.

By eliminating
physical paper delivery,

we can cut E Shipping cost,

installing hardware
and software at...

Elliot, you are ambitious,
I'll give you that,

but I got a SoulCycle class
I'm late for.

Let's pick this up
sometime next quarter?

Hacking Peter
was as easy as watching him.

I felt bad taking him down,

until I saw that
he had his engineering team

use special software
to help E Corp's

auto manufacturing partners
cheat the emissions test

to hide how much pollution
they really created.

Factoring in the bureaucracy
and the line of

corrupt, moronic managers
I have to get through,

I'll need to keep up
the illusion that

shipments are still happening.

These are the same damn boxes
you brought last week.

You know me.
I do what the paper says.

All right!

Pack it up, boys!

Problem with my illusion is,

what if Tyrell
and the Dark Army

think all the records
actually get there?

This is why I gotta keep
the UPS systems safe too,

because these innocuous
backup batteries

in the New York facility

can turn into idle bombs
with the right malware.

And these are
the frontline soldiers

trusted to protect them.

You guys gonna stop me?
Uh, I'm a bloodhound, girl.

I just dove right back in,
dude, just... ah.

This patch ensures
that the UPS devices

will only run trusted code

that's digitally signed
by Evil Corp.

Bottom line:
even if they think

all the paper records
got here,

they won't be able
to blow up that building.

In conclusion,
digitizing locally

and not shipping
paper records here

is the best option
for our recovery efforts.

Perfect.

Let's set a meeting
with the VP of Technology.

I want to get this
in front of him.

Great work, Elliot.

Once upper management's
on board,

we'll be on our way
to rebuilding the database

and the hack will
officially be behind us.

Doesn't mean that
in my spare time I can't

find ways to purge Evil Corp
of all their shitbags.

You know, your typical
subprime mortgage scammers,

Ponzi schemers...

Pension embezzlers,

and sexual harassers.

That way, when Evil Corp
gets back on its feet,

they'll no longer be evil.

We're proud to call you

a new member of Evil... E Corp.

Because changing the world

was never about
tearing E Corp down.

It's about making them better.

Maybe I fucked up
an already fucked-up world,

but I'm fixing it now,
hitting "undo."

And, friend, it feels great.

Okay, if I'm being real,

I haven't fixed everything.

The loneliness came back.

Worse than I remember.

I don't get it.

I know I'm doing
the right thing.

You have to see that.

Then what is this?

Why do I feel
this empty void inside?

Even the Zoloft isn't helping.

I don't know what to do.

Fuck.

What's wrong with me?

I'm really
starting to lose it.

With everything going on,
my landlord at the office

hasn't been paying
utilities or maintenance, so...

I'll be working from
my home office for a while.

Am I supposed
to say something?

It's a nice rug.

Thank you.

How are you feeling
about your birthday today?

Shit.

She's right.

Totally forgot.

It is my birthday today.

Do you have plans tonight?

Uh... no.

In our last session,

we talked about your sister.

We haven't been talking.

Can I ask why?

She's one of the reasons
he comes out.

Talk about that.

Well, he's...
been gone, right?

He hasn't come out since
I stopped talking to her.

How does that make you feel,

that he's not around anymore?

It's different.

It's better.
For everyone.

You're still not
answering the question.

How do you feel?

Good.

You miss him, don't you?

It's okay if you do.

I miss being
a part of something.

Being a part of what,
exactly?

Something important.

That meant something.

Where'd you go?

I remembered this time
Darlene and I...

Never mind.

I'd love to hear it,

if you don't mind sharing it.

When we were kids,

this one year, there was
this huge snowstorm.

And Darlene and I
were so excited.

And we spent all day
just playing outside.

We made this snowman,
and we called him...

Kevin McAllister,

you know,
the kid from "Home Alone."

We were pretty obsessed
with that movie.

We even did
the hands to the face,

like how he does in the movie.

And how'd that turn out?

He just looked like a snowman

with no arms
and weird cheeks.

And we were so proud of it,
we promised

we'd steal my dad's camera and

take a picture of it
before it melted.

And what happened
when you went back out?

I never got a chance to.

Why not?

That was the day
of my accident,

when my dad pushed me
out the window.

We were at the hospital
till pretty late.

Your dad pushed you
out a window?

Yeah.

I've told you that before.

Elliot, you've never...

No, you've never told me this.

That's weird.

I remember...

I could have sworn
I told you.

There's not much to it.

He pushed me out the window.

I broke my arm
and went to the hospital.

Kevin melted.

Darlene was pissed.

End of story.

What made you think of this
just now?

I don't know.

Truth bombs are coming
your way, Cody-ites.

Tonight, please welcome
our special guest,

Joanna Wellick.
Thanks for being here.

Thank you for having me.

Scott Knowles has, uh,
been facing charges

for murdering his wife,
Sharon Knowles.

Initially, your husband,
Tyrell Wellick,

was accused of the murder,

until you claimed Scott Knowles

confessed to killing his wife
while beating you.

And since then, a bartender
from the night of the party

has also come forward
to corroborate your story.

I know that this must
be difficult for you.

You've been brave
just coming here.

Do you want to tell us a little
more about what happened?

My lawyers have advised me
not to speak to that.

But what I can say, Frank,
is that

I didn't need Scott Knowles
to be arrested to know

that my husband is innocent.

Mr. Knowles is...

clearly a troubled man

and has been fixating on us
for some time.

I understand that
you and your son

have been tormented endlessly
by fanatics and paparazzi.

Some even went so far as to
claim you filed for divorce.

I did file for divorce...
a few months ago.

It was a moment of weakness.

I listened to the wrong people,

who were convincing me that
that was the right thing to do.

But I have and

always will be faithful

to Tyrell.

I have since dismissed
my petition for divorce.

He is...

the only man I've ever loved

and the only man

I ever will love.

In times of
chaos and uncertainty,

when the world
feels off balance,

we look to those who've stood
with us from the beginning.

Since 1884,
we've had America's back.

We may get knocked down, but
we'll never be knocked out.

Still on your side.

Breaking news:
a new fsociety video

has been released.

Hello, E Corp.

We are fsociety.

We are here to tell you that

though you survived
our first blow,

you will not survive our last.

In the coming weeks,
we will be sending you

a message so loud

that it will make
your eardrums explode...

literally.

The clock is ticking.

We are fsociety.

We are malicious and hostile.

We do not compromise.

You have been warned.

It was released
about an hour ago.

Six weeks,
you've given us nothing.

And now we have
this to deal with?

That video is bullshit.

That video came from
the same Vimeo account

as the last one you guys used.

Then it has to be Dark Army.

Cisco probably
gave them access.

But that is not
one of our guys,

okay, trust me on this...

You're a CHS.

You understand what
that means, right?

I don't understand half the
letters you guys throw at me.

Confidential human source.

Cool.
Now I get it.

See what speaking English
can accomplish?

Your job is to get intel
from Elliot on Tyrell Wellick.

That is the only reason
you're not in jail right now.

I don't know what
you want me to tell you, dude.

He's not talking to Tyrell.

How do you know that?

Five weeks ago,
the night we lost your tail...

And then gave us
a bullshit explanation as to

where you went?
Yeah.

Stink on that
still hasn't washed off.

I asked Elliot point-blank,
and he said no.

If you don't believe me,

bring him in.
He'll tell you the same thing.

You know that telling Elliot
anything about this

would violate
the terms of your immunity.

It would spook
his connection to Tyrell.

Get woke already, dude.

He is not nor has he ever

had a fucking relationship
with Tyrell.

June 16, 2015.

This is a call from Queensboro
Correctional Facility.

Hello?

Is it really you?

Who is this?

Bonsoir, Elliot.

You're listening
to '80s XM radio.

You've been looking in the
mirror the whole drive home.

I need to make a stop.

Stay here.

You want to consider
your actions carefully.

She fucking lied to me.

She went on national television

and she said
she still loves him.

You love me!

I know you do!

You told me
we were gonna be together.

That's the only reason
I agreed to testify!

You made me lie to the police
to get Tyrell off!

But now I'm gonna
tell them the truth!

Get up.

If you retract
your statement, you will die.

I'm not being
overly emotional about this.

It's just that's how little
we care about your life.

Forget this night
ever happened, move on.

Marry a nice, young lady

who actually finds
whatever you are charming.

But understand one thing:

as certain as the pain
you're feeling right now,

there is no option
where you and Joanna ever

see each other again.

Is everything under control?

Yes, ma'am.

He just needed
a little clarity.

No, no, no, no, no.

The shooter didn't survive.

The driver looks like
he's gonna pull through.

We have someone
down at the hospital,

ready to question,
but he's still in ICU.

This information
is too sensitive

to share with the public.

We got lucky
we were on the scene

before anyone saw the body.

What about the baby?

Once you contact
the next of kin...

We're not contacting them.

He's going to social services.

Don't be soft.
Not now.

Her husband is the most
wanted man in the world.

And you and I both know
that finding him is

more important than
anything else, especially

with that goddamn video
that just got released.

Something about that video.

I believe Darlene
when she says it's not real.

We have to assume fsociety's
grown past her at this point.

Yeah, but why wouldn't
she just say that then?

Her whole immunity's
based on giving us intel.

Right now all she wants to do
is protect her brother,

who took a job at E Corp
for Lord knows why.

There's no incentive
for her to lie to us.

She didn't even know
he was working with Tyrell.

Why would you trust her
on this?

Because I still think there's
a Dark Army connection here.

We have our other team
looking into them.

Your focus needs to stay
on Tyrell and fsociety.

Guys back at CART are zeroing
in on the guy in the video.

We might have a good lead soon.

Let's just hope you're
reading your girl right.

I'm worried
she's a flight risk.

No, she's good.

Trust me.

I'm surprised you came.

Thought you were
going the distance

with the silent treatment.

If I remember correctly,

you were the one who
told me to go fuck myself.

Since when did you start
remembering everything so well?

Why'd you text me, Darlene?
What am I doing here?

Wanted to wish you
a happy birthday.

Is that all?

God, what is your problem?

Why are you trying
to shut me out?

- Because we can't talk.
- Why not?

You know why.

Maybe I want to
hear you say it.

Because...

you're my trigger.

What am I,
in a fucking therapy session?

Makes sense.

You're my sister,
part of my childhood.

If I could take back
what happened to Dad, I would.

What happened to him
fucked me up too.

So don't think for a second

our shitty childhood
is only yours.

I wish Dad were here right now.

He'd know what to do.

I'm leaving.

First thing in the morning,

I'm gonna crash with
a friend upstate.

I can't do this anymore.

I can't be here.

Just thought
you'd want to know that.

Spending this last year
with you was never about

whatever the fuck
you want to call what we did.

The real reason
I did all of this

was so that
we could be close again.

I guess that's...

something else
I thought you'd want to know.

You remember when
we made Kevin McAllister,

the snowman?

Of course.

Do you... do you
want to talk about it?

I want you
to stay with me tonight.

I'm good, dude, you don't
have to worry about me.

It's not that.

I don't want to be alone.

Given the ripple effect
of rapid global inflation,

19 of the 20 members
of this international forum

have signed
the Five/Nine Economic Accord,

making Ecoin the currency

by which all others
will be measured.

The only obstacle

is the illegitimate
monetary imposter

that China has
unofficially adopted...

Bitcoin.

China is weakening
our economic state

by not signing this accord,

and the fact
that they have embraced Bitcoin

shows their resistance

and emphatic rejection

of our collective attempt

to rescue the global economy.

In short,

ladies and gentlemen...

They are declaring
a currency war.

This has to be brief.

Truthfully, the only reason
I even agreed to meet

was that this room
happens to be on my way out...

Have your government
sign the goddamn accord!

In 11 days,
you'll have what you want.

U.N. vote to annex the Congo,
it's as good as yours,

but this currency war
must end.

The rest of the world needs
China to embrace Ecoin now.

We're at risk of
other countries pulling out.

Let me put this
as simply as I can,

so that we never have to
belabor this point again.

Your success will always
follow mine.

I don't give a fuck
about your accord.

Until I get my U.N. vote,

don't waste my time.

Or maybe in 11 days,

the administration
changes its mind

about your precious U.N. vote

I worked so hard
to procure for you.

Your empty threat reminds me

that there's something
I never shared with you.

My associates found
your pet employee

after she smuggled out
documents on

the Washington Township plant.

Now that I've gotten
a chance to talk to her,

I can see why you like her.

She makes
a very good companion.

And those eyes of hers...

I contemplated firing a bullet
into each of them,

but they're just
so hypnotizing.

Don't mistake my generosity

for generosity.

What are you doing?

Why are you awake?
It's early.

You're not
answering my question.

What were you doing
by my computer?

I saw you behind the monitor.

Jesus,
I was looking for a pen.

To write you a note.

What's with
the fucking paranoia?

A note for what?

I'm leaving.
I have to catch my bus.

The buses aren't running.

There's a transportation
strike, it's all over the news.

Okay, the train then.

What's with the interrogation?

You were gonna leave
without saying good-bye.

Thus, the note.

And here I thought
we were in a good fucking place

after last night.

You're not answering
my fucking question.

Why are you here?

What do you mean?
You invited me.

Jesus.

It's you.

What'd you do
with the computer?

Why did you
sleep here last night?

- You're scaring me...
- Answer me!

- Are you serious, Elliot?
- Answer me!

- You're hurting me... stop!
- Answer me!

Why...
Stop!

Stay the fuck away from me,

you fucking psycho.

So how does it work?

How does what work?

If I wanted you
to talk to him.

What happened?
Did he come back?

I need you to talk to him.

Didn't you say that
that could help?

Everyone's case is different.

But yes,

I think this can help you.

What do we do?

Let's just take a moment.

Why don't you sit back
and relax?

I'd like you
to close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Listen to
the sound of my voice.

If you want me to talk to him,

just let him come to me.

Give him permission.

Elliot?

You should know that
nothing's gonna come from this.

We were doing just fine.

It's nice to
finally meet you.

This was better when
I could just come and go

as I pleased,

when we were whole.

Now I'm seeing things
that he should be seeing too.

We're just getting torn apart.

You need to leave us alone so
I can get him back to our work.

Elliot never told me
how attractive you are.

You know, for a shrink,
you're, uh, pretty foxy.

Thank you, but...

I'm more interested
in talking about you.

Come on.
Never thought about it?

Getting with
one of your patients?

That would cross
some ethical boundaries for me.

Sucks for you.

Everybody knows
crazy can be sexy.

So you think you're crazy?

Relax.

It's a figure of speech.

Can I ask for your name?

Well, what does he call me?

- Mr. Robot.
- Seriously?

He still calls me that?

Talk about labels.

I'd like to talk about
why you're here.

"A civilization which leaves
so many of its citizens

"unsatisfied and
drives them into revolt

"neither has nor
deserves the prospect

of a lasting existence."

Who said that?

Freud.

Wow.
Beautiful and smart.

Sorry.

As beautiful as you are,

you're not getting
inside my head.

Why not?

Because before
you found out about me,

we were good.

I'm trying to help him.

You're not
trying to help him.

You're trying to destroy me.

I'm not trying
to destroy you.

Quite the opposite, actually.

I want to understand you.

You understand shit.

You're just another phony cooze
playing friend.

Eh, it doesn't matter
anymore anyway.

Because of her,
we've been compromised.

She compromised us,
and Elliot didn't see it.

What do you mean,
you've been compromised?

I'm done talking to you.

Krista?

When are we gonna start?

What happened?
Were you there?

Did you go with me
or stay with him?

What did you see?

What did Mr. Robot mean,
"We've been compromised"?

You were there, you heard it
along with her, right?

What was Mr. Robot
talking about?

Scan my QR code
and I'll suck your dick.

Who compromised us?
Who's even us?

Him and me?
Or him and Tyrell?

No, he couldn't still
be working with Tyrell.

Could he?

Is Stage 2 still on?

No, I would know.
That's impossible.

Stage 2 is down.
I made sure of it.

Who compromised me?

And why do I suddenly
feel so alive?

How do you do it?

How do you get so lucky?

Even when the world's
going to shit,

you're sitting pretty.

The truth is,

I never gave a shit
about the dog.

In fact, I hate the dog.

Vet bills are through the roof

because this little
piece of shit is sick.

She's been shitting all over
my house for weeks.

It's probably dying.

Figured you wanted her
so badly,

let her shit
all over your house.

Like you did mine.

Good job.

Stage 2.

I want it to happen
on the day of the U.N. vote.

Whether it goes our way or not.

Sir, Stage 2 is
only meant to be implemented

if Price doesn't come through.

If the U.N. approves
our annexation of the Congo,

we can finally
move our operation

to the country's Luwow mine.

Why would you still
want to carry this out,

given the serious implications?

It's time Phillip Price's
hand got slapped.

Last time I buy from
that coffee shop.

They only take Ecoin.

Gotta use Ecoin.

With the exchange rate,
dollar's worth shit now.

You get anything
from Elliot's computer?

He hasn't logged in all day.

Last night he sent
an encrypted email with a link.

Could be lucky,

could be sending it
to Tyrell, right?

Is this from last night?

Oh, also I was able to get

a clean audio recording
of his place.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

He dropped some good intel.

Here, let me play it for you.

Ugh.

That'll be stuck in my head
all day now.

Turn it off.

Is that coming from downstairs?

Yeah, that's
Darlene's apartment, but...

who the fuck is that?

- Is Darlene home?
- No, she's out.

You think she told someone
about the safe house?

This email he sent
from his computer,

did you go to this link?

Yeah, downloaded the file,
opened it,

but didn't find anything.

This email isn't for Tyrell.

It's for us.