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When did it start four or five minutes ago?

I'm here.

Did you know about this Compound V stuff?

No. No.

How can Mom and Dad do that to us?

They thought they were giving us powers.

Well, I got a lot more than powers.

I got a broken fucking brain!

Okay.

My God, it's just been... regular.

I got news for you.

Drug or no drug, you'd still be weird as fuck.

None of that matters.

What matters is I'm your brother.

I just pushed too many people. That's all.

Um, can you go get my pills from over there?

Yeah.

The blue ones on the left.

Thanks.

What you did was stupid, Kate.

You could have given yourself a fucking aneurysm.

Let me rewrite that for you.

Thank you, Kate, for having the brilliant idea to ping my phone and then

from my stone -cold idiocy.

That, that's a good rewrite.

What they did to that poor janitor was so fucked up.

Yeah. Who were they?

But I found something.

Holy shit, that's Sam.

Yeah.

He's alive.

Luke was telling the truth.

And that first night, Sam was trying to escape.

Maria and I stopped him.

You couldn't have known.

So what are we gonna do?

For now, nothing.

We lay low.

Fuck that, no.

Luke's brother is being tortured in this... whatever it is.

No, Sam needs to get out, and we need to get him out now.

How? We should use our fucking powers.

How did that work out for Luke?

If you charge in there, you're going to get caught, and then God knows what.

Kate, Kate, Kate.

Think about it for a second. Kate, no!

I can't lose you too.

Emma? Get out here.

So... Every time you eat...

To get big and to get small, you... Yeah.

Listen, I'm really tired.

I've been fighting off ants all night, so... Oh, okay.

Good night.

No, no, you know... That's just a tiny bit fucked, isn't it?

Okay, I've been through this Lifetime movie before, so I'll just play the

trailer.

No. It's not an eating disorder. It's how I get small.

Yes, my mom knows. Yes, I'm in control.

You're in control?

I'm fine.

You were so tiny, you could barely move.

What if I hadn't come home in time, Marie? It's not a big deal.

Look, maybe you should take a break.

Talk to someone. Get help. Okay, and you cut yourself.

Are you going to take a break? Get help? That's different. That's my power.

Thank you.

Really? But I've been pitied by half the school today.

So if you don't mind... I'm not pitying you. Okay, Marie, we don't have to do

this. We can just focus on classes like you said. We can just be... roommates,

okay?

Fine.

Okay.

So, since this is a memorial gala and silent auction, I was thinking a red and

blue ribbon.

Patriotic, strong. Okay, red and blue are for congenital heart defects and

Noonan syndrome.

Oh, okay.

Just the blue, then.

Alopecia, anal cancer, anti -bullying.

Oh, okay.

We will find something. That is...

Is anyone using purple and orange?

Lupus, fucking work with me, Janet.

I'm sorry.

I'm aware you're not five.

It's a force of habit.

My daughter loved these.

You have a daughter?

I did.

I wanted to tell you after that interview last night.

I'm so proud of you, Marie.

Thanks. I'm not sure what I did.

When that bottle blonde ambushed you with that shit about your sister.

It was on purpose, by the way.

Who knows if it was even true.

What? Why?

Because it's better ratings if you cry on camera.

But you didn't let her get to you.

Stay tough.

Show poise.

Thanks.

And what a bitch.

Huge bitch.

So listen, I want you to come with me to this Brink fundraiser tonight.

You can meet some alumni, big donors.

Um, I wouldn't know what to do. I've never been... You just smile.

Let them drone on about themselves.

Look, no pressure, but I would love a chance to show you off.

What do you think?

Yeah.

Yeah? Yeah.

Okay.

Eat up, or they get cold.

You stood up to a monster.

I'm just the girl who was there.

I know, I know.

She's just a freshman.

But note the tremble to the voice.

Strong and humble.

Harder than it looks.

Girl, the natural.

Unnatural?

Unsanitary blood powers that mark my words are a lawsuit waiting to happen.

What if she has hep C?

She doesn't have hep C.

That should be you up there.

I know.

You're right. Most important moment of your career.

I'm sorry. You know what's going through my head and me? It didn't show.

I was thinking about calling hospitals.

I fucked up.

I slept on my alarm, and I let you down. It's not about me.

It's about your future, and you caring about your future. I can't be the only

one who gives a damn. No, no, you're not. You're right. You're not.

You're not. The board is voting on the new rankings tomorrow.

You're coming with me to the fundraiser tonight, and you're gonna butter the ass

of every trustee with your tongue.

Got it? Yes, sir.

Dad, um... If I could do something heroic, I'd actually help people.

That'll be good, right?

Thank you for having me, Professor.

Emma!

Emma, wait up. Can you just hold on a second? Look, I'm trying to say I'm

Your eating disorder is your truth, and it's not. It's how I get small.

I had no right to co -opt your story.

Okay, I apologize.

You filming this?

I want everyone to know how sorry I am.

Honey!

I've been looking all over for you.

Did you forget, huh?

Tonight's the dollar.

Come on.

Wait, this is nicer than Sylvia Greenspun's Misfit invite, and she had

Havana Gila.

Tickets must have cost a fortune.

How's your eating?

You are on your own now. You need to be careful about your calorie intake, okay?

Are you keeping your food log? Yes, Mom, I am completely balanced.

You look an inch or two shorter than usual, so you might need to add 50

calories. Okay, I'm just going to check your height. I have a measuring tape

here. Mom, do not measure me.

Sorry.

I saw that skinny bitch's YouTube on you.

How are you doing?

I had better days.

Well, she was fired from Fatal Seduction, because apparently her

shit, if that helps. It doesn't.

Wait, she was?

Yes.

I mean, it doesn't. I mean, honestly, I just want to... I just want to curl up

and die. I mean, everyone just... stared at me.

Honey, listen to me.

When your father left me for that Barbie to the child, or when I was fired from

the bot shopping network, did I curl up and die?

No. Okay,

I remade myself.

And that is exactly what we're going to do here for you tonight.

Mom, what do you mean?

What do I always say?

Oh, pee after sex?

Kate.

Marie.

I haven't seen you since... I just wanted to say I'm sorry.

Luke was so nice to me.

You mean until he went berserk?

Thank God you single -handedly stopped that monster's murderous frenzy.

You saw the interview.

I'm sorry.

I know Luke won't... No, that's just it.

You didn't know Luke.

How funny he was, how much he loved his family.

But she's a great old soul, like black and white, do they?

I really am sorry.

This can't be real.

It doesn't feel real.

I'm so sorry.

She doesn't make sense. He would have never killed himself.

I should have been there.

I could have stopped him.

Oh, I could have talked him down. Fuck!

Sam was really sick, okay?

There's nothing you could have done.

I

don't

want to feel like this.

Not like this, please.

If she's ahead of me when tomorrow's rankings comes out, I'm gonna lose my

fucking shit. We're all in the top ten anyway. What's the big deal?

Hang on, I'm gonna come.

The big deal is that little liar is stealing all my credit.

Go away!

Jordan, is that you?

Honey? Uh, just a second.

Who's that?

It's my turn.

I didn't even finish.

Jordan! Okay, okay.

Surprised is a word that I'd use, yeah.

We wanted to pay our respects to Brink tonight.

We know what he meant to you.

He thought you were such an upstanding young man.

Hungry? Brought you some Whataburger. Deep calamari poppers.

Thanks.

A -trainers. Those are magnificent.

They're fine, you know.

They're fine at the bottom, though. It wears off pretty quick, but you know

there.

She's even more perfectly imperfect in person.

She's found a real one.

Your folks must be so proud.

Oh, yeah. My dad's always bragging to the guys at his pickup game. Are they

here? No, they're both in Cameroon.

Doctors without borders.

To be frank, after this golden boy mess, I'm not sure how much I'm pledging.

Like you always say, Bonnie, the focus on white male heroes is problematic.

If you want more like Marie, I need your help. I don't know if you have

representation yet, but here's my card.

Here's my card.

Just scan right here to get an NFT of my card.

I hope I can meet your parents soon.

For sure.

Me too.

Ah.

Pretend I don't know your age.

You did great out there.

Yeah.

I don't know.

Lying about my family felt pretty shitty.

These people don't want to hear the truth.

And you don't want to say it.

Lucky Jordan doesn't have laser eyes.

Be careful.

With Luke gone, this free -for -all for number one, it's going to get ruthless,

and you have a target on your back.

Me?

I'm just a freshman.

Keep doing what you're doing.

You could be the first top -ranked freshman in history.

Earth to Emma.

Sorry, this one.

Head is in the clouds 24 -7. Emma, this is Courtney Forkney.

Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. She is a senior producer at VOD. She ran Super

in America, Citizen Starlight. Last night's interview with your roommate,

Oh, Marie's your roommate?

Oh, I didn't know that. Yeah, real bottled lightning there, huh?

Yeah, she's great. Anyway, Courtney and I have been DMing the last couple days,

and she wants to talk to you about maybe starring in her next reality TV show.

Sorry, wait, really?

Little Cricket. Fun.

Wholesome. Sunshine.

But no one knew about the Tragic Underbelly.

Sorry, Tragic Underbelly? It's a rebrand. Oh, it's a complete and total

right? So Little Cricket's dead, R .I .P. Now it's Meet Emma.

Teen making her way at God, you. Only now she's battling her own sort of

internal supervillain from the body image stuff, the eating disorder.

The eating disorder. Yes.

And, you know, society's cruel notion of female perfection, right?

Yeah, isn't that stuff all a little personal? No, no, that's the point. It's

point because we're pulling it all out of the shadows.

If I'm being honest with you, I'm a little sick of boss glossy bullshit.

I want fucking emotion.

I want real pain, okay?

Right now we're working with eating alive or feeling small.

It's a starting off point. We can develop it, honey.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me. I have to use the restroom.

I don't like to ring my own bell, but I am putting up the best stats of anyone

here. Forensics, combat.

You don't like to ring your own bell? Look, I know how it works. I know that

trustees decide the rankings.

Look, I'd love your vote.

I like you, Jordan.

I just wish I liked your numbers.

Q rating, name recognition, social trending. All down.

Well, Brink always said those aren't the numbers that matter.

He's not here anymore.

Hi. We're Jordan's folks.

Paul. My wife Kayla.

Nice to meet you. Kyle Vogler. You have a fine kid.

A real go -getter. Don't let him fool you.

He was a holy terror as a boy.

We're from Rochester. Where are you from, Kyle?

Oh.

Pretty dress.

Thanks.

How do you pee in it?

Want me to run the water or something?

I'm really sorry, Emma.

We've all been there.

No, I mean for everything.

I don't want to just be roommates.

And I don't pity you.

Like, at all. I wish I was like you. You're fucking badass.

I know this is probably too little too late, but I'd really like us to be...

friends.

I don't know if I can, if I can be like this.

Just let it happen.

So when he was in third grade, there was this girl, Ruby.

Don't embarrass me. No, it was forever ago.

Jordan used to chase Ruby around the playground trying to kiss her. Try

away with that this day, Amy.

Until one day, Ruby whacks him clean in the face with a noir lunchbox.

Knocked his front tooth out.

Now that's spirit.

I used to say, Jordan and Ruby.

They're going to be husband and wife.

Whatever happened to her, Jordan?

Well, Daddy, we used to try on prom dresses together in high school. So

can be wife and wife.

Sorry about that. You can get dramatic.

Nothing to apologize for.

You got a great kid here.

Just going to let you catch up.

You're the star of the show. Of course we want to hear your notes.

Okay, so, like, maybe it doesn't have to be, like, like a cautionary tale or

a... I mean, like, why can't it be, like, inspirational? I mean, not like

Maeve, but... I mean, like Queen Maeve, you know? Well, baby, you're not,

like... You gotta work with what you got.

I mean,

it's exploiting me.

I think in the real world, everybody uses everyone.

And I think that this could help you in a million ways.

You know, she taught me how to do it.

How to stick my fingers down my throat.

Until I vomited bile.

Holy shit, this is fan -fucking -tastic.

You're going to need a whole other room for all the people's choices.

You know, I'm working on my charitable contributions for the calendar year, and

you are still chairwoman of the Buck and Tots, right?

Excuse me, I've got to hit the bathroom. All that champagne.

Come right back.

Of course. Yes, yes.

Hey.

What are you doing?

But I can't buy a ticket.

You pushed somebody for the free booze.

Wow.

That's offensive.

Okay, I can't believe that you would... Yes, yes, I did. I did that.

If everyone's going to be worshipping Brink and shitting all over Luke, then I

at least want to get some Grey Goose out of it.

Hmm.

Should we talk about our intercourse situation?

Uh -huh. Well, all right.

That sounded so bad.

Yes.

Not now. Not now. Later. Okay.

But yeah. Okay.

Intercourse.

Hey.

I'm Andre.

Yeah, I know you are.

You're Cricket, right?

I'm Mom.

I won't puke all over your shoes.

Yeah, I saw that video.

Fuck that girl.

Freshman class is savage this year.

You know, to tell you the truth, I wanted to talk to you.

You want to talk to me?

We really did come just to show our support.

Not an easy drive, FYI.

Dr. Cohn says we gotta meet you halfway.

Paul, not here. Point is, we're trying.

I'm not a boy, Dad.

Not all the time.

And I'm sorry that you hate that. But you are.

You're my firstborn son. The day you were born was the best day of my life.

I thought we were giving you a gift with Compound V.

You did give me a gift. Can we please not talk about this? For you, maybe.

I'm no bigot.

I get a lot of kids don't have a choice.

But you do.

You can be a boy forever if you want.

Sometimes I think you change into a girl just to spite me. Stop.

I'm just the kid addicted to their PlayStation.

Goes to Olive Garden just for the breadsticks. Who binges Property

I've never changed, Dad.

I've always just been me.

Like, what the fucking fuck?

Yeah.

What are they doing down there? I mean, fuck, could they do that to us? Are we

in danger? I mean, should we tell someone? I don't know what we'd say.

All I got is this, and what Luke told me before was murder -suicide. It's not

exactly credible.

But what I do know is that we need to go down there and we need to find out

where they have Luke's brother.

But I can't do it without getting busted.

But maybe...

Shit. I mean, saying it out loud, I know it sounds like a bad fucking idea, so

you should forget I said anything. No, I'm totally, totally ended.

Because it is, like, life or death dangerous, and you're a freshman, and

not even on the crime -fighting track. You know what? Just forget I said

anything. Yeah.

But also, no matter what you say.

Okay, so the GPS tag's linked to my phone. Remember, just recon no, tiny

hero shit. I think this is where they're keeping him, but if you see anything

shady, just bail.

What's his room number again?

Northwest Wing 4.

I'll see you in an hour.

Got it.

Get it. Got it. Good.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm just still stoned.

Sweet Jesus.

Okay, just be careful, okay?

don't want dinner keep it up

I want to start by welcoming you all tonight under such unfathomable

circumstances.

Our beloved Brink's death was not just a tragedy. Where the hell did you go? I

was getting some air. For Golden Boy to commit such an evil, unspeakable act,

it's just... But, in darkness,

stars can truly shine.

Like Marie Moreau.

the guardian of Godalkin.

That's right.

So let's give Marie and staff like her the future she deserves.

A donation to the Think Brink Foundation will provide long overdue upgrades to

the combat gym and the recording studio, so please open your heart, give

generously. Right, Marie?

Any donation would be appreciated, but of course... A large donation would be

even more appreciated.

But really, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.

What happened to you?

Parents. Say no more.

Vodka. The expensive shit you save for the big swinging dicks. And two glasses.

Brink didn't just hone my skills.

He sharpened my mind.

He turned me into the curious, intelligent man I am today.

That's too easy, bros.

Brink was like an uncle to my boy.

And thanks to him, Andre's going all the way.

See, that's what made Brink the real deal.

He could see the diamond inside the rock, the pearl inside the oyster.

Emma, why the fuck are you still down there?

Emma, I'm starting to get a little weird.

Pick up the phone and call me back.

Hey,

what are you thinking? I'm going to the bathroom.

Did I do something to piss you off? No. Then what? Because all you're doing is

fucking up. I have a different kid all the time. I'm trying to be a hero. Dad,

what are you talking about?

I didn't sleep through my interview.

There's some fucked up shit going on, and that's why Luke killed Brink.

There's this underground hospital where they keep everybody and... Who else have

you told? Nobody.

Don't say another fucking word about this.

Jeremy, you're gonna get yourself killed.

You know.

Drop it.

Hey, Polarity! Hey, Kevin!

There you are.

You're the boy when to chop it up. Oh, I understand.

Whoa. A tiny girl is such an interesting choice.

Why would I do that? What does it mean?

Oh, I don't understand the question.

Well, you're not real. You're a manifestation. But why would I imagine

No, I'm real.

Prove it.

How? What's the name of the stuffed animal I loved more than anything when I

little? I have no idea. What's your name?

Stop it!

How did I break my arm in second grade? Fuck, man, I don't know. Tell me!

On a bike.

Who the fuck knows, man?

What's the name of my all -time favorite movie?

Well, you're a white guy, so... Godfather, Star Wars, or Shawshank?

Waterworld?

Jesus.

Wait.

You're real.

For real.

Holy shit.

You do know this is the dumbest test ever, right?

What are you doing here? You could get in big trouble.

Sort of scouting ahead.

For what?

For you.

To get you out of here.

Oh. Uh.

No, I don't. I don't think so.

No?

You are literally almost in a dungeon.

It's not so bad.

I have a beanbag.

Okay, beanbag is not a compelling reason to stay captive, Sam. I've tried. I've

tried to get out before, but people get hurt.

I get nicked up.

I started some new meds.

I think it's better if I stay here.

But thanks for coming by.

Your brother sent me.

Luke?

He did?

Yes.

He wants to get you out, so...

I mean, I guess I could give you the codes for all the security doors.

They don't think I pay attention.

But I do.

You know the fucking codes?

I just knew you'd be great at this, Maureen.

Bet you scored a million in pledges. Fucking superstar.

You saved my ass.

Your ass needed saving?

A dean's whole job.

is raising money.

After Golden Boy, the donations were going down the toilet.

And so was I.

And then one look at that smile of yours and their wallets just crept right

open.

Good.

I'm glad I could be useful to you. Oh, so useful. You're fantastic.

Excuse me.

Hey, Moreau.

I'm not in the mood, okay? You can attack me in the morning. I'm surprised

can walk straight with everyone's tongue lodged up your ass. Leave me alone.

You don't know shit about me. Ground noser. One -upper. Mommy and Daddy's

perfect little hero.

Yeah, well, that's definitely not me. Because my parents are dead.

Because I killed them.

You happy?

Bullshit.

I didn't know. I had powers.

Until my first period.

I couldn't control the blood, and it sliced through my mom's body.

Dad came in, same deal.

Fuck. Yeah.

I'm the last person who thinks they're a hero. I fucking hate myself half the

time. And I just spent the entire night being dragged around like a show pony,

so I'm not in the mood for your shit.

Hey.

We were camping.

I was nine.

My parents were setting up the tent.

My little brother kept kicking at my shins.

So I grabbed him by the arm and I told him to go away and never come back.

So he did.

He just walked right into the woods.

That was the first time my power showed up.

I didn't know.

Jesus. There was a surge party.

Dogs, yeah.

It went on for weeks.

But... Nothing.

My mom never touched me again.

And neither did my dad.

I had no idea.

I'm so sorry.

It is not your fault.

Your parents shot you up with a dangerous drug when you were a baby to

buck off you. No, my parents weren't like that. Yes, they were.

They did this. You didn't.

Don't spend a fucking minute crying over them.

I killed my grandpa with my powers.

No, you didn't.

Yeah, I know. I was just feeling left out.

ever remembers is that he drinks his own pee, but it is about so much more than

that. It's about being alone at the end of the world and finding your humanity.

And drinking your own pee.

So I guess they'll come get the tray when you're done and then I'll see you

whenever?

Hope so.

Me too.

Oh, sorry, um... You want some?

Oh, can't. If I eat, I... Like Alice in Wonderland.

Exactly. Yeah.

Except with a lot more puke in.

Sorry, I don't... That's growth.

What?

You're the furthest thing from growth.

You're, uh... You're pretty.

And brave, I mean... You're so fucking brave.

Not at all, though.

You've gotten closer to rescuing me than Luke ever did.

The pretty thing you were probably born with. Or maybe cosmetic surgery.

Oh, no.

What is it?

Hey, guys.

I fucked up. What did you do?

It's about her roommate.

Emma? Who the fuck is Emma?

Is she okay?

I think she's stuck.

Duck?

Where?

Nowhere.

Andre, you promised.

I know you're here.

As soon as they turn off the electricity, run. What electricity?

No! No!

No, no, no!

No!

No, no, no, no!

No! No!

What the fuck?

I can't control my fingers. I can't control my breath.

Nothing to know where to go.

I want to be invaded.

Just put me in a wheelchair.

Put me on a plane.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Before I go insane.

I can't control my fingers. I can't control my brain. Oh, no. Oh, oh, oh.

No one is running. It's all out. Go.

I won't be forbidden.

Nothing to do, nowhere to go.

I won't be forbidden.

Just put me in a restaurant, get me to the show.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, before I go, no go.

I can't control my fingers. I can't control my toes.

I think it's all I know.