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Zulu
Detective Hume, this is Richard Collector.
He's head of RICO's internal security.
Is it true about Nikki?
How could that happen? I mean, androids are not programmed for violence. This is
not supposed to happen.
Barbara's your new partner. This guy's qualified to go after rogue androids?
I don't believe these events are random occurrences.
And I don't believe Mr. Collector is telling us everything he knows.
I thought you were off this case.
Guess what?
I'm back on it.
Morales has a location on a rogue android.
He thinks it might be the one that killed Blanchard. I want to know what
hell is going on.
You know why I'm here. Not dying that I am afraid of.
It is living without the ability to remember, yes?
I'm not going to kill you. Yes, you are.
Sorry to bother you, Doctor.
I was wondering if you'd like a ride to the clinic tomorrow morning. Thanks,
Hank. I'll be fine.
Are you sure? It can take a while to reacclimate to Earth gravity from the
station.
All I need is a good night's sleep.
Well, you are the Doctor.
Great to have you home.
I'll make sure everything's prepped for your first appointment tomorrow. Thank
you, Hank.
Hey. Ian.
How's the space traveler?
Exhausted. I'm surprised you're still up.
I wanted to see you.
I've got an early day tomorrow.
How was the trip?
Okay.
Uneventful.
Sounds like our love life.
It's been a long trip, Ian.
They're all long trips, Violet.
And they're coming closer together.
We barely see each other anymore.
When we do see each other, we're more like roommates than we are husband and
wife.
I know your work is important to you. You're important to me, too.
Are you sure about that?
Yes, I wouldn't be here if you weren't.
Used to be so good.
Ian?
The end.
This is Hume.
No, don't come by and get me. Get over there.
Yeah. I'll see you in 15 minutes.
Hey.
Hey. How long you been up?
Not long.
Pillow was cold.
I've been up since three.
Same nightmare?
Yeah.
You gotta await me for those, okay?
They're my nightmares too.
No, David.
Some things I have to deal with on my own.
Some things I just have to make peace with.
And it's more than just rogue androids.
Well, if I can, I think I can help.
I made an appointment
to look at a sublimator today.
I thought that maybe that was one of those things we were going to do
Like as a couple.
I'm just going to look at them, David.
Come on, I'm just going to find out what they're really all about.
That way, if we choose to get one at some point...
I don't want you wasting all your fantasies on some machine.
That's not how it works.
Well, that's not how it works? No. Well, how does it work?
I'm going to be late for work.
Sorry I'm late.
It was longer than 15 minutes.
Yes, it was, Favre. Yes, it was. What do you got for me?
Deceased is Ian Wims.
This is his wife, Violet Wims, M .D. Works for Minicon Mining.
She woke up and found him in the bathroom vomiting blood. It happened
quickly. M .D., what kind of doctor? In -house employee physician.
Mostly minor illnesses and checkups.
Company throat poker.
If you want to put it that way.
What do you mean?
Achieving a medical degree requires hard work and diligence.
One must master such diverse fields as neurology, biology, anatomy, physiology.
You stay up night reading medical texts?
I stay up nights because I am an alpha android and do not require sleep.
As for medical texts, I find them very informative on the subject of how the
human... Yes?
What about Wynn's husband?
Husband a deceased.
Yeah, I got that.
Do you know if he left any sort of nest egg for the widow?
That take.
He definitely qualified as entitled under IPC Income Bureau Regulation Part
.78. And he owned 40 % of a small but growing biotech company. No debt.
Is that the widow?
Yes. I have asked that she be placed in a bio suit.
Why's that?
Whatever killed Mr. Williams.
Poison, infectious disease, virus.
Oh, I wouldn't move too fast past the poison point.
You look in the book, that's a page folded back.
Especially when the husband's insurance payout is a big one Acknowledged My
concern is with the actual agent itself Whatever caused this death is incredibly
virulent The room is covered with blood and what appears to be clots of
pulmonary tissue
You don't want to go in there, David. Not until we've determined cause of
That's why the protective barrier is here.
When we actually question Dr. Wims, I'll be wearing a bio -suit myself, strictly
as a precautionary measure.
Okay, I guess I've seen enough.
And you know, I used to go swimming in this creek when I was about your age.
Can I swim there, Daddy? No, I think it's getting dark pretty soon. We've got
get back.
Daddy,
I have butterflies.
Hey, there's Mommy. Wave to Mommy.
Hey, Mommy. Hi, Mommy.
Hi, Mommy. Daddy and I went hiking.
Now we're not done.
Can you tell us if your husband had anything exotic to eat or drink last
As far as I know, he'd already eaten by the time I got home.
Violet, as a doctor, do you have any idea what he might be looking for?
No.
I've never seen anything like this.
I've never even read about anything like this in a medical journal.
What about your husband? Did he ever say anything or tell you anything that
might be able to help us?
talk that much.
I was pretty tired by the time I got home.
Hey.
Did you finish the toxin screen?
Standard screen's done, yeah.
Does it rule out poisons?
By any of the usual substances, yes. And I use usual very loosely. We ruled out
some pretty exotic stuff.
What about drugs or medications a physician might have access to? I think
poison's unlikely at this point.
Which leaves either a rare bacterium or possibly a new strain of virus.
A virus.
We need to get this one on.
Did you see how this guy died?
Only the pictures.
Remember that sulfur -based ventral virus?
Wiped out half the guest workers in the Yakistan district.
If this thing gets out into the city... What do I think? Could someone have
created this?
It would require enormous resources, but yes, technically anything's possible.
Okay.
You hadn't seen your husband in the last four weeks, is that correct?
I was conducting routine physicals on an orbital space station.
You worked for Minicon Mining?
Yes.
When you returned to the city, did you come into physical contact with any
people before you saw your husband?
I did make a stop at my office.
Did you see or examine any patients there?
With everything that's happened, I really don't remember.
With everything that's happened?
It's very important that you try.
I... Yes, I... I saw one patient.
Can you tell us the name?
My assistant, Hank Michelson, will be able to help you with that.
He schedules all my appointments and has all the patient information.
Where would Hank be now?
At my office.
He was going in early to prep some equipment for me.
The sublimator was originally developed for therapeutic use in 2050.
Now you can find one in practically every professional class family in the
Really? Oh, yes.
One of our most popular items.
I'm glad to hear that.
Now, the images will be drawn from memories and personal experiences that
choose that you'd like to relive or re -experience in a new way.
Right, I brought this with me.
Great.
So the sublimator is a little like recall.
You might think of it more as an early version PC as compared to the recall
machine, which is much more powerful, like a Goliath -like mainframe.
The sublimator only provides temporary psychic relief.
Well, temporary relief is better than nothing.
Here you go.
This shows you the various models and their prices.
Will your husband be using it as well?
He might.
Then make sure you bring him with you to your next appointment.
There's another one?
You'll be meeting my supervisor, Mr. Krochek. He personally gives the go
to all our sales here.
And we do like to be sure that everyone in the household is familiar with our
product.
I guess that makes sense.
Choose your model.
I'll set up an appointment that's convenient for both of you.
Thank you.
Fear ruining your life. Fear of old age, poverty, loneliness, or disease.
Can be.
This just happened.
The spilled water from the craft has not had time to absorb into the paper.
Where's the assistant?
In an android, David, he would have only a rudimentary capacity for self
-preservation. Meaning?
Meaning if he was here when this happened, he would neither fight nor run
He would almost certainly make an attempt at concealment.
You Hank?
How the hell did he cram in there?
Androids have a physical flexibility that most humans lack.
Hank, it's okay. We're CPB. Get on out of there. Hank, grab my hand.
CPB?
It's my duty to report a burglary of these premises.
Can you be a little more specific, Hank?
I was preparing equipment before office hours.
I heard unauthorized persons.
Two male humans forced the door.
I ran back to the lab area and quickly concealed myself.
Before you powered down, did you hear them say anything?
They were after specific patient records.
A patient the doctor saw yesterday.
We need the name of that patient, Hank.
His name's in a swap file awaiting incorporation into my hard memory.
When I went standby, everything was automatically written over or lost.
He forgot.
I did not.
I can't. I told you. It's okay, Hank.
Hank, can you show us anything? We're putting you back in the box.
The fluid samples themselves might still be in the collection box, if the lab
hasn't picked it up yet.
The
lab
we use is frequently carting.
We're in luck.
Unbelievable.
We were just told our doctor's been removed.
She's been transferred to a Minicon medical facility.
On whose authority?
Mine. David, it's okay.
Excuse me?
I mean scientifically.
Because Minicon runs a Martian mining operation, if this turns out to be an
-planet virus, they've got more experience. She was on a med satellite,
Pluto. I'm aware of that.
Minicon claims to have developed some proprietary diagnostics that we haven't
got. Now, if the doctors picked up something exotic, they may have a better
of identifying what it is.
She was in our custody. She was in no one's custody.
Minicon has a right to observe and possibly even treat her.
She is a Minicon employee.
So, unless you plan on charging her with a crime...
No, no, no crime.
But being that her office was ransacked this morning, her patient files are
missing, and her android assistant had his head blown off by opening that booby
-trapped sample box, I would say now this has crossed over into a criminal
investigation, don't you?
Dr. Chang, did the Minicon people take the husband's remains as well as the
tissue and body fluid samples into their custody as well?
They asked if they could make use of my prepared samples, yes.
Oh, that's great.
They thought it might speed up their pathological workup, and keeping all
potentially infectious materials in a single, secure facility is basic safety
epidemiology. All very plausible from the point of pure science.
But that would also mean we have nothing to work with.
Not quite true.
I managed to hold on to some of the good doctor's blood. I'm going to be putting
it under analysis.
I don't know if you're getting this or not.
But we are very quickly losing control of a dangerous situation.
Get over to Minicon.
Thanks for not making me ask.
As yet, our test... Like yours have borne no fruit, but our people are
optimistic.
We mine Mars.
We're a company built on optimism.
You don't build the system's biggest mining company on just optimism, do you?
As soon as we know anything, we will inform the CPB.
With your permission, we'd like to see Dr. Wims.
I think that would be very ill -advised.
Dr. Wims has had a traumatic shock.
We've taken the precaution of putting her into an isolation room. She may very
well be infected by some type of virus.
There are new developments in this case which require we speak directly to Dr.
Wims. Developments?
What sort of developments?
Is this thing spread?
I have to insist that you share any information that you have with us before
I'll even consider your request to speak with the doctor.
Dr. Wims' office was burglarized, her android assistant destroyed, and we have
been unable to locate the records of the patient she saw yesterday.
And you believe that these events are somehow related to her husband's death?
Yeah.
Yeah, we do.
Actually, if you don't let us see Dr. Wims, I'm going to charge you with
obstructing a criminal investigation. How's that?
Well, she is certainly not a prisoner here. If Dr.
Wims agrees to see you, that's fine, but we must observe.
Her health is our number one responsibility.
Olivia. Hi.
Hi. Can I help you?
Is David here?
No, I'm sorry. Your husband's not here.
Oh.
Could you tell me where he is? Maybe I can catch up to him.
I'm not usually a stickler for protocol, but with this particular case, I'm
sorry I can't.
I understand.
Would you like me to get a message to him?
No. No, that's all right. I'll...
See him at home later.
Okay. You sure?
Yeah. Thanks.
Okay. If you change your mind, let me know.
Okay. Thank you.
You're going to leave without saying hello to me?
Hello. Oh, me.
dinner you owe me drinks all right deal deal is he looking for david yeah yeah i
was what are you doing with this oh um we're thinking of buying one
sublimator i didn't know david was into this kind of thing oh well men only know
what we teach them so things are okay between you two the usual we're fine
we're
Better than ever.
So what are you doing down here in the middle of the day?
Because when you're going to buy one of these things, they want to test you
together. I was hoping to talk him into going with me.
Not today. He's been out all morning.
Anything serious?
Could be.
But it'll be fine.
Things have changed a lot since your dad was on the job, you know?
So David keeps telling me.
Now I am, uh, I'm gonna try and make this appointment anyway.
Dinner.
Drinks?
Dr. Wims worked for you. But you happen to have a backup record of the patient
she saw yesterday.
We checked them. She saw a man named Bennett Wilson.
Medical staff, follow Omeya's medical.
Medical staff, follow Omeya's medical.
Where's Dr. Witt? I'm trying to find that out myself. I came on shift and
her room empty.
David, her clothes are gone.
She can't have gone far. Remember, panic has to be avoided.
Attention.
Biohazard alert level four.
Biohazard alert level four.
Containment procedures in effect.
Remember, they're next to the biohazard site.
I have to make a call. You need more than my consent to access the rest of
facility. Stay with her.
David? Are you alright?
David, are you alright?
No.
No, not alright.
What the hell are you people hiding here? We're not hiding anything. You
about to enter a very hazardous area.
Oh, so what you're trying to do, you were trying to save my life. Is that it?
What happened to the body that was in this room?
Mr. Wilson's body has been disposed of. It was highly toxic.
It's the same thing that happened to Wim's husband.
I have no comment on that.
Aren't you concerned the same thing will happen to Dr. Wims?
Evidently, our security people overreacted earlier. I apologize for
that, I have nothing to say.
Hey, no, lady, you don't have to say anything. Why don't you just point us at
Dr. Wims?
You'll have to get the proper warrant for that.
Don't go far.
Hey, Olin.
I just got a call, an official call, from Minicon.
They noticed materials missing from the samples we sent over on Dr. Wim's.
That's cause for concern.
Yes, it is.
You wouldn't happen to know what happened to any of those samples, would
I run a thorough operation here.
I know that.
Well, I can have another look around, should I let you know what I find?
Take your time.
How much?
Oh, all you need.
All hell is breaking loose over here.
They're denying access to Vile Whims. I need a warrant. Can you do anything
about it?
I'm on it.
You won't even have to leave the building.
There have been some new developments here. When you check back in, I may have
some news on Dr. Whims' talk screen.
You want to tell us about Bennett Wilson?
He was a patient of mine.
Just a patient?
He's violated your own isolation to go see him.
Violet, you're protecting this man's identity for a reason.
Would it be a personal one?
We have to try to stop what is clearly an infectious bioprocess from spreading.
If you know what this infection is...
You know how many lives are at stake.
Bennett Wilson was my lover.
I had made up my mind.
While I was on the Minocom orbital lab, I was going to leave my husband.
It just wasn't working out between us.
Bennett and I decided...
We're going to start our lives over with each other.
Now that's all turned into one unbelievable nightmare.
It's an interesting looking bracelet.
I don't think I've ever seen one quite like it.
Then it gave it to me.
It was the...
It's supposed to symbolize our togetherness.
Do you happen to know where he got it?
Yes.
In the Andes Mountains.
Minocom has a research facility in a mine there.
Bennett had just gotten back from there.
Do you know what kind of research they did there?
Some type of atmospheric stuff. I'm really not too sure about it. I don't
that much about it.
That'll be all. We should get back to the lab, see if she found anything in
doc's blood.
Thank you, Violet.
You try to get some rest.
It's important to all of us that you stay healthy.
You see this little spike in the spectrum here?
That's a protein.
Smallest protein I've ever seen.
Luckily for Dr. Wims, her DNA doesn't have the required amino acid sequence
protein needs to bind to.
This caused two guys to cough up a lump.
Correct. And the reason why it hasn't killed her is because it's something to
with her DNA.
She's immune.
Making her an immune carrier.
Or vector, yeah.
Look, if this thing's still powerful, how can she just be immune to it?
It's not unusual for a carrier or a host cell to be immune to the virus it's
carrying. It's just unusual in humans.
Now, we've narrowed it down to a few small sequences of amino acids on one
particular gene, and the suspect protein fragment is in all likelihood the
cause.
Okay.
Bear with me here, okay?
She gave this thing to Bennett and then to her husband.
How come Bennett didn't die first?
Maybe Bennett gave it to her.
Either way, with an infection as pernicious as this one appears to be,
short of total immunity, each person's system would combat it differently.
Bigger question.
How much risk is there to the general population?
If she is the carrier, she could give it to someone by merely sneezing on them.
If you're going to be around her, I advise you to be extremely cautious.
She's got what looks like a unique sequence of amino acids on one
gene, and why, I can't say.
Freak mutation, maybe.
Don't be alarmed.
The halo's a very rudimentary brain scan.
Nothing invasive.
Nothing radioactive.
Since the sublimator does affect the subconscious mind, we make sure that all
our customers pass a certain mental health standard.
I understand.
Your husband was supposed to join you.
I know. He was busy at work.
What kind of work does he do?
He works for the CPB.
Well, then I'm certain he must have an excellent mental profile.
He has a good profile, period.
We consider it very important that both the man and wife pass the brain scan,
just in case he might like to use the supplimator.
Well, I can never count on his hours, but I'm sure he'll find some time to
in here.
Good.
Any history of epilepsy, schizophrenia, brain seizures, acute disinhibitory
lesion syndrome, romantic depressive psychosis in your family?
No.
Your brain appears to be in excellent health.
I see you brought the discs for your home movies.
Right.
be able to have this programmed for you in a couple of hours.
Maria Schviller is responsible for all off -world operations.
Her particular field of expertise is medical research.
What about FLAT?
She's in research and development. A lot of that data is classified.
Travel records show that FLAT made three -fifths of a month through a Minicon
mining operation in the Andes.
Same mine that Bennett Wilson worked at?
Yes.
A lot of equipment has been shipped to this mine on flat authority, as well as
personnel. I see manifests listing organic chemists, pharmacologists, and
neurologists.
There have been a number of deaths at this mine over the last year, all
attributed to fire damage, a miner's term for concentrated pockets of methane
gas.
Methane is not usually a problem in high -altitude metal mining.
By the Volst reports, most clean.
They ain't mining down there. They're doing some sort of experimental crap.
That's the cause of all this.
Which also means you're probably right.
Bennett Wilson gave Violet the virus.
If someone at Minicon is responsible for this virus, they wouldn't want anybody
outside the company to know about it.
Or care much whether Violet lives.
In fact, it's better for them if she dies.
I can't let you go in there. This is a private facility.
You've seen how you don't have a warrant? I'm going to have to deny you
into this area. This entire ring is being quarantined. Medical emergency. No
goes inside.
You're crazy.
I hope you guys know what you're doing.
The
virus
is airborne.
The virus is airborne.
I could have this thing, right?
I have to tell you, David, that is a very strong possibility. The rate of
infection has not yet been established.
I still feel pretty good.
That is not necessarily indicative of anything.
Let's try to build some optimism, Father.
All right.
Door is locked.
Step back.
Now move away from her.
Dr. Flatt.
What are you two doing here?
We asked you first.
You were interfering with the medical treatment of a Mitocon employee.
Talk to me about it.
David, she's been given some kind of short -term sedative. It's starting to
around.
Are you crazy?
Your partner's a dead man. She's carrying an infectious disease for
sake. A disease you made? No, no, no, no, no. I was merely trying to help her.
What were you giving her in that syringe?
An experimental vaccine.
Dr. Wims is an immune carrier. The only one of us who does not need a vaccine.
You're a doctor, Flatt. You should know that.
Flexional choline, David.
Very hard to detect.
And almost certain to produce a major pulmonary arrest.
You son of a bitch.
You killed my husband. You killed Bennett.
I didn't kill anyone.
No, but your experiment did.
The protein was designed to stimulate production of the gas -transporting red
blood cells.
The higher the count of these cells, the higher the efficiency to remove the
toxic gases from the system. It was intended only for extreme low -pressure
conditions like our Martian mines.
The workers' efficiency would improve enormously, and auxiliary oxygen was no
longer required.
Call that an improvement?
The attempt was humanitarian.
You coward.
How many lives did you sacrifice trying to boost production in your mom?
My God, I'll die in this atmosphere. You killed me.
Just like you were going to kill her.
Do you understand?
I had to stop her from spreading the disease.
It was never intended for an atmosphere like this. It was intended for Mars.
You never should have taken off your helmet.
You're going to die in here just like me.
Hey, Flat.
He's an android.
She's an immune carrier.
Looks like the only person that's going to die is you.
has stopped Minocom from continuing Fleck's research.
With all the fallout from this, regulators will be breathing down their
a long time to come.
Are you okay?
What I did?
I sentenced Fleck to a horrible death.
He's laid a pretty heavy sentence on you as well.
To spend the rest of my life in quarantine.
There may be something else for you.
Mars? It's like in the Andes where Vlad was conducting his experiments.
There's a lot of sick miners there. They could use a good doctor. It is the one
environment where you'd be able to function somewhat normally.
Something to think about.
Yes, it is.
Thank you.
No more calls.
Trying to sleep their dirty laundry under the rug.
That's what I was thinking.
Why don't you go ahead and send that sample you sent over to the CDC?
See what the regulators think.
I don't think our friends over at Minecon are going to have much use for
Remind me not to cross you on a bad day.
Good night, Olin. Good night.
Olivia Olivia
I'm
so glad you're home
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